Last Baby Metroid
Kidnapped by Ridley
Start Super Metroid?
Tuesday, April 7, 2015
Haiku Sonic Hedgehog
Sonic the Hedgehog
Running at the speed of sound
Defeating Eggman
Running at the speed of sound
Defeating Eggman
Monday, April 6, 2015
Fehler Draft:Meet Ima Stone
Fehler:
She marched into the room with a stone face. Half of her
head was shaved while the rest was brushed over the left in a wild swirls. Her
black slacks and button up shirt was her uniform. Her tie was a bold yellow
with gold swirls in it, a grand contrast to her purple hair.
The men lowered their guns and stepped back from her. Their
faces going from sculls to nervous and all because she had entered the room.
Fehler didn’t know who she was, nor did she care. She didn’t like the scary men
and if she could make them cower, she liked her.
Fehler jumped as she felt an arm wrap around her. She looked
up at the man who had brought her here. He was nice. He brought her juice. His
smile, however, was now gone. Sucking in his bottom lip to bite on it, his eyes
watched the woman as she walked around the room. He pulled Fehler closer to him
as she walked closer.
Her cold eyes looked at him and then to her. She arched an
eyebrow at her and turned back to the man. Wordlessly, the two had a
conversation, each taking turns to eye Fehler. Fehler fidgeted closer to the
man. The woman’s cold stare made her uncomfortable.
The woman stooped down to make eye contact with her. Fehler
watched as her stone eyes turned soft. “Hello.” She gave a soft nod. “My name
is Ima Stone. I’m a doctor. What’s your name, sweetie?”
Fehler looked up at the man. He nodded to her. “Fehler.” She
mumbled.
“Fehler?” She repeated. She pulled the pen out of her clip
board. “How do you spell that?”
Fehler tilted her head. “Was?”
She repeated.
“Ah.” Ima nodded. “Du
sprichst Deutsch?”
“Ja! Ja!” Fehler
bounced in her seat. Finally, someone who spoke German. She was having a hard
time figuring out what any of these strange people were saying.
Ima smiled at her enthusiasm. She was glad she knew some
German.
National Poetry Month
Apparently April is National Poetry Month. I'm not very good at writing poetry, but I'll attempt to write some this month in honor of it.
April is lovely
So without further ado
Here is a Haiku
Rules of the Haiku
5 - 7 - 5 Syllables
I write in 3 lines
April is lovely
So without further ado
Here is a Haiku
Rules of the Haiku
5 - 7 - 5 Syllables
I write in 3 lines
Sunday, April 5, 2015
Happy Sunday
I'm wanting to write so much, but I feel like I don't write enough. My spring quarter starts on monday. It was good to have a week off. I've talked a little bit with my sister about the 5 characters of hers that she gave me. I'm going to try to write a little bit of their story for her as her birthday gift as well as a drawing of her characters dressed as some of her favorite fandoms. I know I'm going to include Aladdin, Danny Phantom, and Sailor Moon. I have a week to work on it. Her birthday is the 13th. I'm excited for no reason only then I'm her sister. She's excited for mine next month because I'll be 21 this year. I'm a bit nervous about getting drunk and having a bomb fire in her yard.
In other news, my friend that I'm working on the LGBTQQIAAP series is moving back to my state! I'm waiting for her to get situated back into her home before I go hang out with her.
Hope ya'll enjoy this dribble.
Thanks for visiting my blog.
Also here is a list of stories I'm working on:
LGBTQQIAAP series - 3 books for this series on the table so far
Ghost of the Toilet - still need to finish it
I Don't Want To Go To The Ball - Fanfic (Sonic Hedgehog)
Sonic Underground rewrite - Fanfic (Sonic Hedgehog)
Return of the Shitennou - Fanfic (Sailor Moon)
Fehler - 1st draft done, in need of editing
Mockery series - I have 2 books in the series started
Myphelo - being completely rewritten in order to fit my sister's chara in. Complicated stuffs.
Several more just floating around on my hard drive that I've forgotten about or want to keep a secret.
In other news, my friend that I'm working on the LGBTQQIAAP series is moving back to my state! I'm waiting for her to get situated back into her home before I go hang out with her.
Hope ya'll enjoy this dribble.
Thanks for visiting my blog.
Also here is a list of stories I'm working on:
LGBTQQIAAP series - 3 books for this series on the table so far
Ghost of the Toilet - still need to finish it
I Don't Want To Go To The Ball - Fanfic (Sonic Hedgehog)
Sonic Underground rewrite - Fanfic (Sonic Hedgehog)
Return of the Shitennou - Fanfic (Sailor Moon)
Fehler - 1st draft done, in need of editing
Mockery series - I have 2 books in the series started
Myphelo - being completely rewritten in order to fit my sister's chara in. Complicated stuffs.
Several more just floating around on my hard drive that I've forgotten about or want to keep a secret.
Saturday, April 4, 2015
Discovering Sight
Discovering Sight
By: Krissie Gault
Chapter 1:
He sat in his favorite spot. The tree leaves rustled with
the wind. He leaned back on the sturdy tree branch. The park was full of life
despite the summer heat. From above in his tree, he could watch everyone move
about. That was one of his favorite things to do, just lazily sit back in his
tree and people watch. It was quite fun. He learned a lot of things from
watching the people that came to the park.
He turned his face upward to
stare at the sky he could see through the green leaves. There weren’t as many
clouds as there usually were in the sky. He took notice of how the sky was such
a vibrant blue. It seemed very warm even under the shade. He felt so
comfortable and sleepy in the tree. He figured a nap wouldn’t hurt.
He woke to a shook as he was
grasping for breath. His face was soaked from the sudden splash of water. But
this wasn’t water. Water was generally cold but soft. This liquid was causing
him to experience a burning sensation where it touched. His eyes sprung opened
only to be blurred and introduce the burning liquid to them. He screamed at
first but then shifted, wanting to splash water to rinse his eyes as he blinked
wildly as he tried to get his baring through the blurry glimpses of blue and
green that he was getting. He soon heard air rushing passed his ears as he felt
gravities pull.
His brain suddenly kicking on,
going, ‘tree, me, nap,” shortly before he felt a sharp pain in his right arm.
He hissed from the pain as it slowly began to go numb. He must’ve broken his
arm, he thought. The grass hadn’t help. He began to scramble to his feet as he
continued trying to blink the burning liquid away. He could hear several
buzzing noises around him but couldn’t make them out. He began to stumble about
the green grass. He needed to get to the water fountain or restrooms so he
could wash the offensive liquid from his hurting eyes.
He managed a few labored,
swayed steps until someone had grabbed his shoulder. He jolted in shock at
first as he tried to make out the blurred figured who was now looming over him.
“Are you okay, sonny?” An old
raspy voice was muffled, but he could hear the concern.
The boy shook his head. This
must be the nice old man who came to the park every Sunday to sit on one of the
benches as do a crossword puzzle. Before he could open his mouth to speak, the
man beat him to it.
“I saw those lads throwing
water balloons about when one hit you. You poor thing. Your arm looks pretty
banged up. Let him help you to the hospital. It’s not too far from here.” He
began to softly usher him to the side walk. He was right, the hospital wasn’t
far. It was actually across the street from the park. It was a good move
considering how often a kid would break their leg or arm by doing something
silly.
He allowed himself to be
ushered by the nice old man. He had seen him on several occasions from sitting
on the branch in his tree. The man never really bothered people and stuck to
himself.
The man took a few sniff of
the air and tightened his grip on the young boy’s shoulder. “Sonny, do you
usually soak your clothes in just bleach?” He asked in a low, rough voice.
“No.” The boy shook his head
as he continued blinking. Most of the stinging and burning sensation was
leaving, which gave him some relief. “I don’t use bleach. Mom’s allergic to it.
Why?”
“What do you mean by he has
eye damage?!” The boy’s father roared. The nurse shrunk back form the
well-tailored man. His hair was a mess from worry, but his eyes were filled
with sadness and furry.
“Sir, please come down.” The
doctor pleaded in a soft voice that almost sounded like a whispered when
compared to the man’s screaming.
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Krissie: I've decided to re-write this whole story.
Friday, April 3, 2015
I Don't Want To Go To The Ball ch3
I Don’t Want To Go To the Ball
Chapter 3: Thursday, The Tenth
Krissie: Thank you Lovesbugsalot for reviewing! Also,
each chapter will now be a different day. So this story will be approximately 9
chapters. I want you all to know I’m looking at several reference pictures for
their dresses.
And now more ages:
Cream: 16
Tails: 18
Vector: 30
Tikal: 24
Knuckles: 26
Vanilla: 38 (I can’t find an age for her on any of the Sonic
wikia’s. so I’m doing some strange math for her age.)
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Amy woke up to
Bunnie and Antoine cooking breakfast in her kitchen. She leaned against the
door frame. “Did I go to sleep in the wrong house? Or did you guys break in?”
“We didn’t break in.” Antoine stated. “You left ze key in ze
flower pot. We merely entered.”
Amy stifled a giggle. “So why are you guys making breakfast
in my house?”
“We’re going to have breakfast with you Suga.” Bunnie
stated.
“Plus a lot of your food went bad while you were missing.”
Antoine stated. “We cleaned your fridge for you though.”
“Thanks guys.” Amy smiled. “So can I help?”
“Of course!” The married couple replied in unison.
They ate a large breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon,
biscuits, cantaloupe, and fried hotdogs.
“So what are you plans for today, ma amie?” Antoine asked as they cleaned up the kitchen.
Amy thought about what her plans were. “I need to get a
dress for the peace ball. So I’ll probably go window shopping for one today.”
“That sounds like fun Suga.” Bunnie beamed. “Why don’t we
make it a girls’ day out?”
Amy bounced with joy. “That sounds great!” Amy put the last
of the dishes on the rack to dry. “Let’s go get the others!”
Amy grabbed her purse and went to gather the other girls.
“She seems to be doing well.” Antoine noted.
“I just wish we could figure out she could remember where
she was the last two days.” Bunnie shivered with concern.
“Mon Amour,” Antoine wrapped an arm around his wife. “Let’s wait
until after the ball. We don’t want to stress her out.”
“I know, Suga-twan.” Bunnie
sighed.
Amy, Bunnie, Sally, Niccole, Cream, Vanilla, Tikal, and Blaze were
all gathered together. They were walking through several stores looking at dresses.
“This one looks nice.” Sally
stated as she picked up a fluffy pink dress.
“It does. It would like great on
you, Cream.” Amy remarked with a smile.
Cream blushed some at the
compliment.
“I think you should try it on.”
Vanilla smiled at her daughter.
They put it in their buggie which
held the other dresses they were going to try on.
They each filed into the dressing
room, trying on dresses and coming out to model them for their friends.
Bunnie went with an elegant deep
red dress that hugged her curves. It had black lace at the top framing her
collar bone nicely. Niccole got a strapless purple dress adorn with silver
flowers from the top to the knee where the dress flared out. Sally decided to
wear a simple blue gown with long sleeves. It had a gold sash with small,
intricate design on it. Cream bought a pink dress with a fluffy skirt at fell
below her knees. It had white lace sleeves. Vanilla went with a conservative
burgundy gown that hugged her figure nicely. Blaze, Tikal, and Amy didn’t buy a
dress. Blaze already had an outfit from her kingdom. Tikal was going to wear a
traditional echidnan dress.
Amy simply couldn’t decide on a
dress. None of the gowns seem to catch her eye or look nice on her. There was
always something about each one that made it a deal breaker for the pink
hedgehog.
“Maybe I’m just being too picky.”
Amy mumbled to herself.
“No. You’re being normal.” Blaze
assured her.
Amy gave a soft smile as she
mindlessly stirred her drink with her straw.
“I agree.” Vanilla nodded. “It’s
perfectly normal to be judgmental about your dress. This is Cream’s first time
going to a ball. Isn’t it yours too?”
Amy shook her head. “No.” She
stared into her drink as if it was a far off world. “I’ve been to a ball
before.”
“Really? When did you go suga?”
Bunnie asked curiously.
“With mother and father.” Amy
answered. Everyone around her exchanged looks. The way Amy had said mother and
father was unusual. She seemed to have a slight British accent they had never
heard from her before. “It was a long time ago, so I don’t remember everything
clearly.”
“Did you have fun?” Sally asked,
trying to hide her concern.
“I think so.” Amy twirled the
contents of her drink. She took a sip. “What about the rest of you?”
“I went to a few before Eggman’s
take over.” Sally stated simply. “I took Niccole with me a few times, but this
will be her fist time that she’ll actually be able to interact with people.”
“I don’t think I’ve ever been to
one.” Bunnie tapped her finger on her chin in thought. “So this will be mah
first one.”
“My dimension has had a few
balls, so I’m experienced with them.” Blaze stated.
“What about you Tikal?” Amy
looked over to the orange echidna who was sitting quietly observing the
conversation.
Tikal smiled. “I don’t know about
balls, but we had ceremonies back in my time.” She stated. “Knuckles told me
that they’re not like the balls you guys have. But the part about dancing and
food sound similar to me.”
Amy smiled. “Sounds about the
same to me.”
Rouge walked up to Shadow with a sly smirk on her face. She had
heard some interesting news from so little birdies and she just had to poke fun
at her co-worker, Shadow the Hedgehog. Shadow just continued his sparing match
with Omega.
“Hiya boys!” Rouge waved as she
entered the room.
“Hello Rouge.” Omega greeted. “I
suggest taking cover. I am using lethal weapons.”
Rouge nodded as she flew to her
usual observation spot at the top of the room. “So how are you boys? Anything
new?”
“I have upgraded my missiles.”
Omega stated.
“Hmph.” Shadow spindashed the
large robot.
Rouge grinned. “What about you,
Shadow?”
“Nothing.” Shadow stated as he
dodged Omega’s bullets.
“Really? Because I’ve heard from
several little birdies that you have a date to the ball.” Rouge stated with
glee.
It was too much glee for Shadow’s
taste. He didn’t see why the fact made her so happy. “Yes, I obtained a date to
the peace ball.” Shadow answered. “You told me I should.”
Rouge’s smiled grew wider. She
was happy that the aloof hedgehog wasn’t trying to hide it. Though a part of
her wish he did so she could tease him about it more. “So who are you going
with?”
“Didn’t your little birdies tell
you?” Shadow asked as he tried to knock Omega over with another spindash.
“I want to hear it from you.”
Rouge leaned forward with great interest.
Shadow sighed. “What does it
matter?” he mumbled as Omega and he went to hand to hand combat.
“Because I want to know who your
date is, duh!” Rouge straightened. “I mean, I’m your partner, aren’t I? I want
to know what kind of girl you have for your date.” I’m curious what your type is too. Rouge added in her head as she
smirked at the two going head to head.
Omega moved his foot and swiped
under Shadow’s feet, causing him to fall over. Omega pinned the black hedgehog
down. “I believe the victory is mine this time.” Omega stated.
“It is.” Shadow nodded.
“Well, you going to tell me who
your date or not?” Rouge crossed her arms.
Shadow sighed. “I’m escorting
Rose.” He dusted himself off. He was sweating from the sparing and was in need
of a shower.
“Rose?” Rouge repeated the name
as if it was foreign to her. “As in Amy Rose?”
“Yes.” Shadow nodded as he headed
for the door.
Rouge flew after him. “Of all the
girls on Mobius, you’re taking Amy Rose as your date?!” Rouge asked in
surprised. “Did she ask you thinking you were Sonic or something?”
“No.” Shadow shook his head as he
reached the locker room. “I asked her.”
Rouge stared at him for a moment.
“Why?” She asked confused. Shadow grabbed a bag out of the locker. “Wait! Is
this some ploy by Amy to make Sonic jealous or something? Or are you just
trying to annoy him.”
Shadow shook his head. “Neither.”
Shadow walked into the showers. The men quickly pulling the curtains as Rouge
flew behind the black hedgehog. “You said I needed a date. Rose wasn’t sure if
she should go, but wanted to. So I asked her. She agreed. It’s a win-win
situation.”
Rouge nodded. “Okay. Do you have
a suit yet?”
Shadow sighed as he put his bag
outside of the shower and pulled out some shampoo and soap. “Yes. I’m wearing that
suit you had me get when we had to attend that ceremony a few years ago.”
“That’ll do, I guess.” Rouge
nodded. “And the slow dancing? Do you know how?”
“I learned a basic waltz on the
arc. It’ll do.” Shadow assured her as he turned on the water and waited for it
to warm up. “Now can I take a shower without you pestering me with questions?”
Rouge nodded. “I’ll talk to you
later Shadow.”
“Hmph.” Shadow undressed in the
shower.
The men stayed quiet and still as
if their lives depended on it for several minutes after Rouge left. Finally one
let out a breath.
“Does Rouge usually follow people
in here?” he asked the man in the stall next to him.
“You really are green, Jim.” He
shook his head. “No and yes. She usually only does it to Shadow.”
Jim nodded. “Does he ever get him
time?”
“When you work for G.U.N., you
rarely get you time.” Shadow stated. “I suggest getting used to be surrounded
by people constantly.”
Jim nodded. He almost felt bad
for Shadow. He didn’t look like the type to want to be around people often.
Amy opened the door to her house and sighed. It had been a long day
full of walking. She slumped on her sofa, kicking off her boots.
“I should really buy some easy
slip off shoes.” She told herself as she stared at the boots. She had changed
her whole wardrobe over the years, but the pink hedgehog had failed to buy
different shoes and headbands then the ones she wore 10 years ago. She moved
her shoes to the side of the couch before laying on the couch.
She stared at the black tv
screen. She didn’t feel like turning it on. In fact, she didn’t feel like doing
anything at this point. She was tired from shopping. She still had to go out
tomorrow and find a dress. Why was picking a ball gown so difficult?
“Maybe I should check my closet
for a formal dress or something?” Amy mused to herself as she closed her eyes.
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