Many people think if you lift weights you have to look like Schwarzenegger. Well, I lift 5 times a week and I don't. I don't lift you look sexy, I look quite normal with muscles and fat. I started lifting weights when I lost my family in a car accident. Fitness helped me in the hardest moments in my life. I just wanted to remind people that no matter what others think of you, if lifting weights / sports help you to cope with something, do it. Brahette
Girls it’s time to grow up and stop listening to people who say that lifting will make you bulky. Especially when these person don’t even lift.
Plus, lifting or even fitness in general is not just about building a body, it’s about building a life. It builds discipline, focus and confidence. With these, you can obtain whatever you want.
When I told [Fionn] that I was going to be in the movie as well and was confused with everything going on, he smiled and said “Oh really? I’m sorry… How can I help?” He then asked if I wanted to go to the beach with him to “feel the atmosphere”.
So I was 2nd to last for VIP and I bring him over the paddle and he goes “WOAH HOLY SHIT!” as his jaw fucking drops and I’m stuttering to say “I just wanted to show you this” and point to Deanna going “we made this for you” and I explained to him how Greek paddles are for important moments in their lives and we felt his first tour was incredible
Plus he then says, “Is this a kinky sorority thing? Because I totally fantasize about that.” and went on to say, “There are so many jokes I could tell but I’m gonna stay quiet.”
You naughty naughty boy
He was so stunned and we he started taking pictures with it while I’m laughing because he’s holding the paddle so WRONG. It was upside down and when I tell him “no the other way” he just flips to the other side.
I had to legit take it from him and turn it the proper way and the woman is trying to rush me out but he goes, “No no I fucked it up we gotta do it again shit sorry”
Afterwards I was like “hug?” and he gave me this huge hug and goes, “Thank you so much sweetheart”.
It was wonderful I hope I get all of the photos because they’re hilarious
Part 1: I came from a very conservative family. I was taught homosexuality was something funny and not to be taken seriously. They were never outrightly telling me it was something wrong, but the tone of their words had talked down on LGBTQ+ individuals. I had never thought anything of it. One of the most notable things I remember was this interview I watched of Louis, years and years ago. I was a fan of one direction at that point.
The interviewer asked them whether having fans, particularly men, were weird. I’ll never forget how they kept pushing for an answer that would confirm that it was weird (at this point in time, my thought process was, oh here comes the jokes). Louis never gave them that, instead he visibly became so annoyed. It was so riveting for me at that stage to see. I was made to believe men liking other men was a weird thing, something to be made fun of.
I found myself so intrigued by Louis’ reaction. I was younger then, and it gave me the sense to truly question that maybe this wasn’t a laughing matter. His reaction challenged the ideas that I had always been surrounded by and known. I’ll always be thankful to him for that. And I will always love him for it.
Thank you much for opening up and sharing your story!!!
Note:keep in mind that this is a fan story, it isn’t canon and neither of the character’s personalities or motivation are canon as well, it’s just a fan story that I thought about it in this past few days.
It was midnight or non, or whatever it was in hell since you can’t tell what day or night around here. Moxxie and Millie were sleeping in thier bed, tired and exhausted after that last mission them with their boss that they just finished a few hours ago.
Moxxie, was having his peaceful time with his wife, dreaming about his parents being murdered right in front of his dreaming eyes, but his slumber and dreams were interrupted by something heavy standing on his waist, with a purring sound that was right in front of his face, the married imp slowly opened his exhausted eyes, glaring surprisingly and anxiously at his boss, who was crouching down on Moxxie’s stomach with a puffed cheeky smile and eyes that didn’t stop staring at him.
Both the imps just stared and blinked at each for a solid minute, Moxxie was about to break the whole silence thing and yell at blitzo, but his boss had some thoughts that got him a bit curious.
Blitzo: whatcha you dreaming about? -he whispered to him-
Moxxie: I was dreaming about my parents being murdered, but now, I would like to go back to that -he replied with his tired and exhausted voice to his noisy and creepy boss- may I ask why are you here? In the middle of what time it is? In my wife’s and my bed, sir? -the now frustrated imp asked him back as he tried hard enough not to shout near his sleeping and more peaceful than him wife-
Blitzo: we have a job, Moxxie-baby -the boss replied while wiggling his eyebrows-
Moxxie: -the married imp just frowned out of frustration and tiredness after hearing his boss’s words- sir, we just, just and literally finished that last mission about three hours ago, me and Millie are tired, my hooves are killing me right now, can we please do it tomorrow, like normal employees, please? -he whispered nicely while giving blitzo a forceful smile-
Blitzo didn’t even say anything to his less favorite employee, the only he did is just dropping something heavy on Moxxie’s chest, all as they both didn’t stop staring at each other.
Moxxie: is this another brick you’re going to knock my head with it, sir?-he guessed as he didn’t even looked at what blitzo dropped-
Blitzo: nope, guess again.
Moxxie: a deer’s thigh like last week? areyou going to feed to me through a tube again?
Moxxie: a baseball bat?
Moxxie: is i-…. Wait, are you going to hit me with something this time?
Blitzo: nah, I got bored so I’m trying a new strategy.
Moxxie: what is it? Is it a rabid cat? A rabid dog? A rabid rabbit?
Moxxie’s boss didn’t even respond to that last sentence, blitzo simply placed his finger on the top of Moxxie’s head and bend it down to show him what it was, a brick of gold, that was a size of a any normal brick you see laying around. Moxxie’s eyes opened widely as his jaw dropped as well from how shiny and heavy the piece was, but he got this sudden suspicious about his boss, like where did he get it, and why would someone give him this much to kill someone?
Moxxie: where did you get this? -he asked blitzo with a harsh whisper, took a quick peek at Millie to make sure he didn’t wake her up-
Blitzo: from our client -he responded cheerfully to the half awaken Moxxie as he gently poked his forhead-
Moxxie: -theimp slammed Blitzo’s hand away from his forhead- now why the hell would he gave us this much for killing a person? Unless he wants us to kill an entire family -he tired to guess but got a shrug from his boss as a responed-
Blitzo: I don’t know, let’s go ask him in your living room, small winnie -He replied as he crawled off the imp with that same smile of his-
Moxxie: yeah, I guess you’re righAAAI! WHY IS HE IN MY LIVING ROOM!? -he shouted-
Millie: hmmm, Moxxie, sweetie, keep your voice down and tell blitzo to let my tail go? -the poor sleepy girl ask her husband, not knowing about what the conversation was about exactly-
Her husband didn’t even replied to what she said, he rotated his head to the annoying imp and saw that his tail was wrapped around hers.
Moxxie gently covered his wife up with the blanket, pushed his boss off the bed and went outside the room as he dragged him by his tail, mad from blitzo for letting him inside his own apartment without asking his permission or even telling him in the first place.
When they both walked to the living room, they saw the client, sitting on the couch, clenching his hands together tightly and staring at them as he squeezed them together aggressively, like if he was strangling someone with them to death, his face was covered with a mask however, and didn’t much feature however.
Moxxie: Umm, good evening to you, sir. -he anxiously greeted the stranger as he sat down-
Blitzo: or morning, afternoon or whatever. seriously, how can you tell day and night around here? -he joked as he got an irritated look from his employee who he sat right next to him-
???: good evening to you two, gentlemen, names Doe, John Doe -The stranger greeted them back with an obvious grin under his black mask- I’m sorry for disturbing you at this time, in you sleeping time, Mrs, but this is very important.
Moxxie: what a convenient name-he whispered suspiciously- will it’s very obvious that your business is very important since you came here in… 3:45, are you serious, sir?
John: will, again, I’m sorry for interrupting your sleeping, Mr, I only came here for business, and I heard your business were pretty good, especially <snicker> with that commercial of yours.
Blitzo: see? I told you someone would watch that, didn’t I? -the boss commented as he literally rubbed his phone on Moxxie’s face while the video was playing-
Moxxie: GET. THAT. OFF! -he angrily slammed the phone away and fixed his bowite and cleaned his throat- so, who do you want us to ki-
John: my grandmother -he cut the imp off by immediately telling him about the target without hesitation-
Moxxie immediately raised both his brows out of surprise after hearing about his next kill, an old geezer? Why would he kill an old lady who would probably die in a year or in a few months?
Moxxie: ahm-ahm, and why do you want us to kill an old lady who would probably die in soon, Mr Doe?
John: because she’s the reason I’m here, in this… Purgatory, Mr Moxxie -he frowned in disgusted and anger after mentioning about his death with a harsh and sharp tone in his voice-
Blitzo: sounds reasonable enough, co-
Moxxie: how did she kill you exactly and why, Mr Doe? -he was curious so he had to ask, sure he could’ve just do the job and kept his mouth shut without asking a question, but he was curious, and curiosity always kills the cat-
John: -the stranger gave a long pause before answering the imp, he cleared his throat and crossed his legs together as a response, but then, he did answer- I don’t know.
Moxxie/Blitzo: excuse me? -both questioned him surprisingly and shockingly on how he couldn’t know how he died-
Moxxie: what do you mean you don’t know? No, the better question is for how long have you been here in hell?
John: 23 years, Mr Moxxie.
Blitzo: doesn’t seem that long if you ask me, right Moxx-
John: I died an infant, Mr Blitzo. -he added before letting the boss finish his sentence-
Moxxie and Blitzo, who was now shocked and curious at this moment, were kinda confused at this point, John’s answers raised more questions, and they got a little bit suspicious about it.
Moxxie was about to say something after raising his hand but blitzo just lowered it down, since he also got curious and suspicious at this stranger.
sure, he can be irritating, annoying and crazy sometimes, but wasn’t an idiot or stupid, he was more understandable and less selfish, and If he was going to do this job, he had to know why.
Blitzo: can you at least tell us on why you want her dead this much, sir?
John: like I said, because I’m here. -the stranger respond was kinda empty and not justifiable enough-
Blitzo: me and Moxxie will do this if you at least explain to us why -the imp tone changed a bit more serious this time-
John: -the stranger toke a deep breath before answering the imp- you know.. I never saw the living world before, I didn’t smell it’s air, felt its sunlight, felt its cold and warm breeze, smelled the sea or looked at its blue sky, I never saw the night, never saw the moon, the stars or anything else, all I see around is death, red, blood and this kind of things that is surrounding us right now. I haven’t tasted it’s fruits, I never drinked its water, swam on its oceans or saw its wild lifes, I am stuck in here because of her, I wasn’t meant to be here, I was supposed to live longer, to experience all this things, but instead, I’m here, among the damned.
His explanation was almost justifiable, a good reason like any other demons around hell, some here wanted revenge for those who were responsible for thier death, demons here are here for a reason, some did bad things to other people, and some did bad things for themselves.
But this one was different, he was murdered while being an infant, as he calims, and didn’t have the chance to see the living world, but this answers weren’t enough, like how did he knew about who killed him and who raised him, this question were roaming around the two imps heads this whole time, but on the end, he answered them both, and blitzo was convinced.
Blitzo: fine, we’ll do it -the boss replied to him in confidence to the stranger-
Moxxie: but bos-
Blitzo: you and I, to the office, now. -he commanded Moxxie as he walked the stranger out of the apartment- no worries, sir, I.M.P will finish your job in no time, thank you so muchfor contacting us and hiring us, we assure that we’ll finish her off sooner than you can say you “came early Moxxie” -blitzo yet again joked as Moxxie scowled behind him, the stranger nooded to them both and left the apartment, leaving them both alone-
Moxxie: what a way to get your words, sir. -the imp commented as he locked the door immediately after Doe left- do believe any words that came out of this demon’s mouth, by the way? Because he sounds a bit suspicious if you as-
Blitzo: Moxxie remember what I said in our commercial?
Moxxie: that the O is silent and this kind of stuff? -he mocked while heading to his kitchen to at least make some coffee to wake himself up more- that we can access the living world and finish thier unfinished jobs, yes, I remember it very well, sir, I also remember that you blew our salary with that commercial that somehow, and I mean somehow got a one creepy viewer.
Blitzo: yeah, here -he offered him the gold that he showed him before- it’s why I also came here, WeeWee.
Moxxie: - the married imp didn’t say a thing, he was actually kinda surprised by his boss’s act, never seen him do that before, toke the gold and stared down at it while it shined in front of him with its golden light- s… Sir….thank you… And just call me Mox or Moxxie.
Blitzo: whatever you say, baby-bo -the boss replied while spinning the car keys and leaving the married man alone- see you at the office, and don’t be late.
Moxxie just nodded annoyingly but a bit cheerfully to him as he left the apartment, he once again looked at the gold brick and didn’t believe what his boss just did, this much money could solve his life problems along side his wife’s.
While he was looking at it, his hand was trying to find the car keys that he left on the counter near the door, but it wasn’t there, than it hit him, the keys that blitzo were his keys, when he looked outside the window he saw him driving recklessly and dangerously around the city, wrecking his car Moxxie paid with his own savings for it
Blitzo: DON’T BE LAAAAATE! -he ran over a demon on his way to work- AND THE O IS SILEEEENT!
(to be continued)
Thanks for reading, sorry for the bad grammars and missing letters.
Helluva boss and its characters belongs to @vivziepop
I hope you liked the story, please, if you have any kind of criticism about the story, tell me so I can get better.
The next and last fan story I ever wrote for Final space was actually my first written story…but it’s quite- emotional. Again, this story was made before the show, so things may not be as acurate. I actually witnessed tears from people’s eyes when they read this. So prepare yourselves.
This story is called “I love you” (Written on the 23rd of October 2017) and was based off another picture @kekvon had shown me and I eventually coloured it.
This story was sent into me anonymously, and I plan to keep it that way. Please keep an open mind in reading this and be respectful. I’m posting this because I think it’s very important to recognize that Josh isn’t perfect and he can be not great at times. It’s okay to love him and support him, but putting him on a pedestal blindly doesn’t do anybody any good. He’s human, he has flaws just like anyone else.
“i don’t want to ruin anything for anyone and i dont want the fandom to be upset with me so i remain anon. I still love josh and the band with all my heart but Forget Me Not is my song. Literally got me
through deaths in my life. One recent and in particular. My dog. A black lab just like Bennie. When i put him down I sung Forget Me Not to him as he drifted away. it was the best way for him to have gone and that song means so much to me
so anyways i asked him what he wrote that about and he said “my mom is dying” and i immediately felt like shit and tried to hug him but he backed away like i was a germ after hugging all these other fans. So i began to say “I’m so sorry to
hear that Josh. This song helped me through a lot including my dogs death” and he snapped at me “dont ever fucking compare your dog to my mom” and it took every fiber of my being to not cry right there. My jaw dropped, my girlfriends jaw dropped, my moms jaw dropped and you heard all the fans around us just gasp. I walked away balling my eyes out. The reason I’m saying this is bc that post you posted about Astoria is SO TRUE i just wonder if josh realizes what you said in the post, too. I wonder if he knows that we can relate to this too and he’s not the only one.”
If any of you have any other stories you would like to share, you can message this blog or my other blog booksareforpeoplewhoread and I would be more than happy to talk to you and share your story as well if that’s what you wish. Thanks, guys!
Maestro, Lucida, Caslon and fox all belong to @phaunicer
The sweet tune of a well kept piano fills the small house. We see a mother and her child playing the piano. The mother, Lucida, teachers her young chid, Gaster to play her husbands favourite tune. Music always calmed this family, Lucida always joked that Gaster would become a maestro when they were older.
Gaster loved to play the piano, well they could play any instrument but their favourite seemed to be the piano as was Lucida and Caslon their father. As they played Gaster miss played a note and yanked their hands away from the keys looking down ashamed mumbling ‘I’m sorry mommy’.
“Don’t be sorry sweetheart, accidents happen.” She said sweetly. She kisses their cheek bone as they giggle embarrassed. Lucida looks at the time and sighs.
“Stars the time, we should take a break and have some lunch” she hummed softly, closing the fall-board after Gaster moved their little tiny child hands away from the key board. Their stomach(?) growls showing their hunger, their mother smiles and gets up as they follow behind her like a little duckling.
Her little duckling follows her to the kitchen and sits at the table, their little feet dangling off the chair. Gaster giggles and watches Lucida make some sandwiches for them. She hums while making the sandwiches, she hands her little Gaster their sandwich.
“Thank you mommy!” They smiled as Lucida sat down and they both ate their sandwiches. Gaster finishes and puts the plate away. Their mother smiles. The front door opens as Caslon-her husband and Gasters father- walks in, closing the wooden door to keep the cool breeze of the winter out of his house. He puts the bags of groceries down to take his long furry windier coat off and hang it up next to his wife’s and child’s coat. Gaster looks up at their father and runs to him hugging his leg.
“How was your trip dad?!” They asked excitedly, as his wife walks over to kiss his cheek bone. Sadly Caslon pulled away from his family, not letting his wife kiss him and pries his child away from his leg. He looks down at Gaster and sighs looking up directly to Lucida, silently begging her for a private talk without their child hearing them.
“Sweetie, mommy and daddy need to talk.” She said sweetly, rubbing her child’s skull gently and looking down with a kind smile. Gaster grew worried but nodded and ran to their room, grabbing their favourite book and sitting on their bed flipping to their bookmarked page and reading.
“Lucida, my sweet, I need to go to the hospital. I think I caught something when I was in the forest, I don’t want you and our child to catch whatever it is.” Caslon said in a slight panic not wanting to panic his wife ad child. He tried to explain what happened as softly as possible to try and keep calm and keep his wife calm.
“Wait what?” Lucidas voice quivers slightly as she internally panics.
“Please dear, I’ll be fine. I just want a doctors opinion.” He assured her. She sighs and nods.
“I need to call someone to watch Gaster and make sure they don’t get into trouble.” She sighs as Caslon nods, she runs to the phone and calls a friend to watch Gaster. Caslon walks to Gaster room to tell them they were going to the Hospital.
Caslon lied, he wasn’t fine. He died of this illness and his dust was spread, Gaster never got to hug him a last time. The bed that he and his wife shared now felt cold and empty without him. Gaster thanks to state of their father’s death, developed mysophobia (I think thats how its spelled) the fear of contamination and germs leading them to not wish to be touched by many and or them to carry around a bottle of disinfectant everywhere they go.
Two months after Caslons death Gaster lays on their bed, staring at the ceiling remembering all the fun their family had, they remembered their dad as fresh tears roll down their white boney cheeks. They hold onto a small black nine tailed fox plushie that their father had given them for their third birthday.
Their mother woke up hearing her baby’s soft wails of sorrow and gets out of her bed, walking to the child’s room and opening the door seeing her poor child under their blankets and holding their fox. She sighs and walks to the bed as her child looked at her.
“I miss dad, why did he have to go?” Gaster cries as their mother sits next to them and hugs her chest. She moves to lay down as she gently rubs their back “Aeterna, my little gasty…. please do not weep, it will be alright”, she kisses their forehead as she sings a soft lullaby to calm her child.
Je t’aime toujours
I am forever yours.
Sweet dreams, mon Cher.
In my prayers.
Wrapped up in
Over the moon,
Je t’aime toujours.
All of yours dreams
Where’re you are
My heart is with you.
Sweet dreams, mon Cher
Always in my prayers.
I am forever yours.
Je t’aime toujours.’
Gaster falls asleep in their mothers arms as she finishes her lullaby, she kisses their cheek as she as well falls asleep. One of the fox plushies tails gently tickle Gasters’ chins as they giggle slightly, the fox’s stitched mouth curve to a smile.
Sorry if this was short!
Thank you for writing this for Fox! Fox did read the story and made a bit of changes… that you might miss if you didn’t read it all. So… did you discover something in this little story this wonderful person wrote?
Ok here’s my detailed report about everything that went down yesterday :
Warning, long ass text incoming. I’d put it under a cut but I don’t know how to do that on mobile.
I first checked out the venue at around 3pm, just to make sure I knew where to go. I then grabbed a bite to eat at a nearby restaurant and went back at around 4pm. I met up with the people I had talked to in Twitter before and then we waited.
First up was soundcheck. We could already see them soundcheck through the glass doors of the church. They then let us in and we quietly slipped into the benches. All in all we were 19 vips. So yeah, very exclusive! I feel so lucky I got a ticket! Soundcheck was fun! Oh and he played a bit of sitting on the dock of the bay to check the piano. Darren rehearsed lost boys life and not alone with the string quartet. They hadn’t had the chance to rehearse those before so yeah it was all a bit last minute (is anyone surprised?). But you could already tell that the acoustics in that church were going to be amazing and the strings would add a real nice touch to it. Darren was relaxed and joked around with us, the sound guy and the strings. It was also interesting to see him interact with the strings because you could tell he knew what he was talking about when he explained stuff to them. He also apologized to us because “soundcheck isn’t that exciting”.
After soundcheck was over we took our seats. They put up chairs right in front of the stage for us. I was able to grab one in the very front. You guys, he was so close! It was awesome! Then we waited for the m&g. We didn’t know how long it would take for them to begin. So at one point we asked Ricky whether we would still have time for a bathroom break. He said yes and we went but they were outside around the building so it took a few minutes and when I came back I had just missed Michael’s instruction and the m&g started RIGHT THEN. And we did it in order of our seats so I was the second one up! I barely had enough time for Michael to give me the spiel again and then I was there. I literally had zero seconds to prepare! In a sense I’m glad because I didn’t have time to overthink it. It just happened very quickly. So Michael asked for my name and kinda introduced me to Darren. We hugged and I said something like “wow ok this is happening!” and he was like “yes this is happening. This is real!” and course he stares like straight into your eyes. It’s super intense. Also his eyes looked very green that day. So pretty! He thanked me for being here and then said he loved my jacket (and I died. I swear I’m never gonna wear a different jacket ever again, thank you very much). He added that I don’t really need it today though (because it was such a warm spring day in London). I said “yeah but it’s a cool jacket so…” and he agreed (I wish I remembered his exact words here but it’s all a blur). The pic happened some time during that conversation. He thanked me again for being here and I was like “no thank YOU for doing this” and that was it! I think it went well. I was actually surprisingly chill about the whole situation. I trusted Darren to make this not awkward and he did. I was able to talk like a normal person, so that’s good. I just wish I had asked for a big hug pic. But alas, next time!
We had quite some downtime after that. Which was good because I needed to calm down after the adrenaline rush. There was a singer songwriter guy as an opening act (I think his name was Alex bloom?). He was cute and played 4 songs. And then it was time for the concert!
So all in all it was amazing! It was such a special, magical performance! I wrote on Twitter that it was the closest to a religious experience I ever had in a church. Like the acoustics were so amazing and he sounded incredible! His voice really soared and then echoed around the room so you were surrounded by his voice from all sides. Magic! The strings were beautiful too. And the audience was really quiet and listened attentively. Like we just let him sing without shouting over him. He seemed to really dig it. He said a few times how fun it is for him to actually hear himself sing. He got really into it, often closed his eyes and just felt the music! 👌
Now the details: The first big highlight was cough syrup. That song means a lot to me anyways but this string arrangement they did here - incredible! Never heard it like that before! Not unusual was cool too. He hasn’t done that song in a long time and he did this sexy acoustic version of it. Very nice! Hogwarts was so much fun. For this one he asked us to sing along and we did. It was a huge fun sing along and he seemed to have a lot of fun with it too! Oh my god and then there was midnight radio. That just killed me. When he started Brotherhood I was hoping he’d do the Hedwig Mashup and he did! You don’t understand how much this song means to me. It’s basically sacred anyway. And then hearing him sing it live for the first time (because I’m one of the few people who have never seen him in Hedwig) in this church setting. I died! Then he switched over to the piano where we saw him a bit from behind. But that was cool too because I could see his hands when he played and I love that. Teenage dream. Omfg! One of the best he’s ever done (he said so himself). He asked us to let him sing it alone and we did and he got super into it and that’s what came out of it. After that the strings were back and they did not alone which was super beautiful with the strings. Also loved that part of your world version they did. And then there was the magic of SOWK, which I’m sure you’ve heard about by now. That was really something special. I have to watch videos of that because I only saw him from behind because we were sitting in front of that stair thingy. But it looked like he really acted out the song as well. It was all very spiritual! And that was it. He didn’t have time to play DDTTDIO which is a shame but he was running late. And he played almost 1:20h so I understand. But yeah I can’t stress enough how special and wonderful this concert was!
We vips stayed in our seats after the concert and waited for the mysterious “cloak room” performance. After a while we were led upstairs into this super tiny, low ceiling, extremely hot room where we all crowded around the piano. Darren already played us in while we were walking up the stairs like the real showmaster he is. Bless him! He then played some more tunes. He asked for suggestions and played human and this time. While we were literally 2 feet away from him. I already saw some pics floating around where I’m in the background where I’m looking at him like he hung the moon. But what can I say, he’s amazing like that. He then suggested to play granger danger with us singing the 2nd person parts. He first explained the whole thing (avpm) to Rob, the cellist in the string quartet who was there as well. He then played a small part of champs elysee for the French people who were there. And lastly he played origin of love which was super dreamy! I had a small interaction with him there because he tried to explain the song and didn’t come up with the name of the story it’s based on. I didn’t remember either but still knew it was Plato. He played us out with you’ve got a friend in me. Yeah that little concert was so super sweet and fun!
Yeah and that was it! I’m so glad and feel truly blessed that i got to experience it all! And once again it showed that we chose the right guy. He’s so charming and sweet and nice and so fucking talented! I hope I’ll get to see him again soon!
Nick gently turned his head to see Fray
standing underneath the doorframe to her office, she held the doorhandle in her
paw, Nick could see she was shaky to see him, no doubt shocked by his decayed
state. Her grey eyes locked with Nick, he could see her guilt. The guilt of not
telling Nick what she knew so long ago.
“Hi Fray” choked Nick, raising a grubby paw
and waving timidly. The silence in the waiting room was still steady.
Fray turned to the administrator “Please have
Nicholas’ booking moved to priority”.
The administrator typed on her computer
then turned confused to Fray.
“I’m sorry there doesn’t seem to be a
booking for a Nicholas Wilde in the system” she confirmed.
“Fine, then I’m on lunch” explained Fray, gesturing
for Nick to enter her office.
There was arguing and anger from others
waiting but Fray just shut the door on them; leaving the administration team to
deal with it.
There was an odd silence as Nick and Fray
stood in the room across from one another.
Finally, Fray spoke “Please take a seat
Nick” she started professionally.
Nick put his paws behind him and with great
struggle lifted himself up on the table.
Fray slapped on a set of surgical gloves
and grabbed Nick’s jaws opening his mouth and looking inside, before flashing a
small flashlight into his eyes.
“Say ah” she ordered, making the same face
Nick did as he opened his mouth with an “ah”
She placed a Popsicle stick on his tongue
looking to the back of his throat with the flashlight.
She then proceeded to wrap a machine around
Nicks arm tightening it with Velcro; she pumped it up several times with air
before checking the gauge and then tearing it from his arm; the Velcro making a
She moved to grasp his ear tight and folded
it back, using the light to see deep into his ear canal; checking for ticks and
any damage, before cleaning it out gently with a cotton bud.
She placed her gloves in the bin with the Popsicle
and cotton buds and the other tools in the top of her draw.
She went to grab Nick and continue when he
raised his paws.
“Fray, I don’t have money for this…” he
explained trying to stop her, before she completed her task.
Fray rolled her eyes scoffing as if
insulted, pushing Nick’s paws away and grabbing his shoulder, lifting his shirt
and placing her stethoscope to his back, the cold sending a chill through Nicks
spine as he shot up straight wanting to move away from the cold end of the
“Stop moving Nicholas, you big baby” she
Fray’s eyes gently wandering through the
abnormalities in his fur, small tufts, discoloured where the bullets had
in” she finally asked; after she realised she had sat silently starring at him
for too long.
Nick took a deep breath and held it,
although it hurt to do so. He knew what took Fray so long he knew what she was staring
Nick let the breath out, with great
“Wow, your lungs are truly fucked” she
“So, what’s the diagnosis doc? Am I dead?”
Fray however didn’t laugh as she ran her
fingers over the bullet wounds, and as Nick starred at her from his
peripherals, he noticed her eyes were straining; she was holding back tears.
Without warning she gently placed her arms
around Nick and hugged him, which caught Nick off guard; he gently laid his
paws over her; his shirt tenderly rolling back down
To be honest I like these blogs for the slight chance a young girl sees it and stops watching. For the chance a someone sees this and realised their relationship is abusive, and to start questioning more. When I was younger (14) I was in a relationship with a 19 year old and because of various depictions in media I didn’t see the issues and thought his abuse wasn’t bad just because it was mental. If I’d seen this then maybe it would have helped. He’s not extreme as that but close enough to it.
For the chance a someone sees this and realised their relationship is abusive, and to start questioning more.
You know what? I’m honestly really glad you said that, because before you sent me this message, I hadn’t considered that this blog might actually be helping people to recognize the red flags in their real life relationships, not just the red flags in Greg’s behavior. I just makes me even more determined to keep running this blog as long as I possibly can. Thank you.
On that note, I’m very sorry to hear about your boyfriend. It seems like media is doing an increasingly good job of portraying depictions of physical and sexual violence in relationships, but isn’t catching up so quickly with depictions of verbal or psychological abuse. Another thing is that there are movies which explicitly portray some of the red flags of a controlling or manipulative partner as being domineering and romantic rather than abusive, especially in teen and young adult novels and movies (LOOKIN AT YOU, TWILIGHT AND 50 SHADES OF GREY) (not saying that BDSM is abuse at all, by the way - there are other reasons for my dislike of Twilight/50 Shades). I’m glad that these blogs can provide a bit of a stop gap for teens who are just experiencing their first romantic relationship (and don’t really know what a healthy one looks like) to be able to see some of the signs of abusive relationships, even if it’s just on a dinky little blog about how much of a tool some dumb YouTuber is. I’m glad that you got away from your boyfriend (and proud of you!), and I appreciate that you sent me this message, because it opened my eyes to a new perspective that I hadn’t considered until now. Thank you. <3
Fangmyer left Nick knowing full well he better get back to the office and face his punishment. He had even prepared, by taking off his tie and taking his badge from his wallet.
He starred longingly at the shiny brass that had ZPD etched deep into it. “I became a cop to protect…” he muttered sadness washing over him as he thought back to all the horrible wrong the ZPD had done to Nick.
“This has been my whole life” he explained to himself, thinking of how he would let this badge drop into the hands of the likes of one Jack Savage.
As he starred at the badge he remembered back to high school, being bashed for being in love, he knew Nicks pain, he could feel it each time he looked into his friends eyes. But if the ZPD has changed from protecting the innocent and hiring the scum, then Fangmyer knew, he would gladly hand over the badge.
He got to the ZPD and as soon as he entered the front doors Chuck was sitting on the front counter; Clawhauser’s desk, holding an ice pack to his eyes, Delgato patting his back. His face looked like an artist got mad at a block of clay and simply went to work on it with his fists.
As Fangmyer strolled through the door both Chuck and Delgato look to him, only when he was inside did he notice Jack standing offside, with a notepad in his paws taking down a statement, Fangmyer reached into his back pocket preparing to hand over his badge.
Jack followed Delgato and Chuck’s gaze before turning back to Chuck.
“And you didn’t get a good look at the guy?” quizzed Jack with a disbelieving glance. Chuck and Delgato, whose eyes stayed poised on Fangmyer, simply nodded in agreement to Jack’s statement.
He flicked the notepad shut turning to look at Fangmyer.
“Odd” is all Jack stated, his eyes giving a quick glance to Fangmyer’s swollen knuckles.
“Take him and get him stitched up” ordered Jack pivoting to point at Delgato and Chuck.
Delgato and Chuck both got up heading for the door, neither set of their eyes leaving Fangmyer, who had to struggle to hold back a hiss.
“Tragic isn’t it” interrupted Jack, catching Fangmyer’s attention “the streets are a dangerous place, looks like the new recruit learnt that the hard way”, Jacks eyes scrutinised Fangmyer as he spoke.
“Yeah, better to learn rules like that early on” confirmed Fangmyer.
“So what are you doing back?” pried Jack, flicking his sleeve up to check his watch.
“You aren’t meant to be on break for another hour and a half”
Fangmyer casually held up his ticket machine, “Out of paper” he lied, playing the game Jack so obviously wanted to play.
“You’re a good officer Fangmyer; but you better watch your actions and attitude”
“I don’t know what you’re referring to Jack” replied Fangmyer
“Chief” corrected Jack “Chief Savage, and I’m talking about how you have been conducting yourself and please keep your anger under control”
“Your one to talk” muttered Fangmyer.
“What was that?” asked Jack raising his ear, as if he didn’t hear Fangmyer but so obviously did.
Fangmyer took a deep breath; “I said, sir yes sir”.
“Good, get back to those cars” dismissed Jack.
Fangmyer turned and went to leave, a demonic, victories grin made its way across Jacks lips.
Fangmyer turned “Yes sir?” he grumbled with as much respect in his tone as he could muster.
“I thought you needed more paper?”
Fangmyer turned and feigned a smile, annoyed he had been caught out, but he kept his cool “That’s correct, thank you Jack” he confirmed as he walked past Savage to head to the stationary cupboard to go get more parking ticket paper.
“Chief” corrected Savage as Fangmyer past him.
Fangmyer froze next to him; “Thank you, Chief” said Fangmyer trying to keep his cool.
“One last thing Fang’s”
“Fangmyer” corrected Fangmyer staring down on the rodent.
“Fangmyer”, corrected Jack.
Jack went to speak, he needed to ask Fangmyer, he needed to know if Nick was okay, for his daughter …and himself , but then he heard it, he heard Nick speak into his ear; the voice coming from over his should; soft and ominous.
Jacks eyes stayed poised forward and his mouth hung open.
Fangmyer went to get angry when he saw the look on Jacks face, and by god he knew the look, it was the same look, the look he had seen a thousand times, the look Darla had given him when her brother and his friends bashed him and put him in hospital, guilt.
Fangmyer took a knee placing his giant paw on Jacks shoulder as he sat paralysed, stunned like a fish out of water. Jack cranked his neck against some deathly invisible force to look at Fangmyer, hoping for comfort.
Fangmyer leaned in deep so his mouth was right in Jacks ear, the overbearing shadow of Nick’s ghost whispered frantically in one ear from behind him and Fangmyer whispered into his left from in front.
“Act tough all you want, but I see through you Savage….If you think the guilt of what you have done goes away Jack, it doesn’t”
Fangmyer pulled back slowly, a strained tear gently rolling down the fur of Jacks face. Fangmyer tapped him twice on the shoulder, simply got up and walked away, Jack simply swaying with the taps standing silent and cold starring into the void.
“Have a good day Chief” called back Fangmyer heading for the door.
Jacks scrapped at the barrel for something to yell back but came back empty, turning and running towards his office, his alcohol and his meds.
i'm so glad this project is a thing because louis was such an important part in helping me embrace my lesbian identity. his multiple songs that i can relate to as an lgbt person, his blatant signaling to us, pointing out rainbows flags in the audiences of 1d shows with a huge smile on his face, going out of his way to make sure he says he loves ALL of his fans to his mostly lgbt fanbase, and a lot more. he's my role model and i wish i could thank him for everything
We are so happy Louis has helped you feel confident and loved! Thank you for sharing.
(1) So something amazing happened to me today and I wanted to share it. I moved out of my house when I was 18 and now I live on the other side of the country; I’m pretty far away but I always try to go home for holidays and birthdays. This year I won’t be able to make it to my grandma’s b-day because 1D is playing here around that time (YAY) so I called her this morning to explain it to her. After I told her, she asked me about this band that is making me “abandon her in her special day” so I
(2) told her a bit about the band. I told her that they were really big right now, that she’s probably seen them on TV before, that they were young and good looking and all the teenagers (and not so teenagers like me) were completely crazy about them. The conversation after that was kind of like this: Gran: ‘ooh, so one of those bands that make little girls go nuts and want to have their babies even though they have no possibilities whatsoever’. Me: ‘hahaha, yeah, exactly that kind of band and
(3) and it’s even less likely considering that two of them might be gay and in love with each other’ (Idek why I told her that). G: ‘might be?’. M: ‘well, they’ve never confirmed it but they look very much in love with each other even though they try to hide it’. G: ‘there’s only so much you can hide when you’re in love, no matter how hard you try, so if they look like they are in love, it’s because they are’. M: ‘that’s exactly what I think but they have fake girlfriends and stuff so a lot of
(4) people just won’t see it’. G: ‘those poor kids, they have to hide AND pretend to be in love with someone else? Wow, they must have a pretty strong relationship, good for them’. I didn’t tell her the details, I didn’t show her anything, she just believed right away. I’m a lesbian and she knows so I already knew she’s very accepting but still, it just dawns on me that my 75-y.o. grandma is less heteronormative and more open minded that most of the fandom. It’s very disappointing in my opinion.
Your grandma sounds like she rocks. Wish more people had her common sense.
The creator sighed and sat down near a tree, curling up his knees. ‘I shouldn’t be here, this is no place for me…’ He thought. His thoughts were interrupted by humming. “Huh?” He stood up, almost abruptly, hiding behind the tree, looking for any sign of life, besides the plants. That is until he found a certain skeleton, with such elegant attire, bearing musical symbols on his skull. ‘Is that Gaster? He looks… so peaceful, unlike…’ the creator thought to himself. He continued to listen to his mesmerizing singing, that is until this Gaster stopped and turned his head to the creator. The creator flinched, and his behind the tree. ‘No! He saw me!! You idiot…’ he told himself. “Pardon me” Gaster said, his sudden appearance, making the creator flinch, but only a little. “I must have scared thee, I apologize. But, are thou alright?” Gaster said. “I’m fine, thank you, but i shouldn’t concern you, I should leave.” The creator said. “Wait a moment, thou haven’t told me you’re name” the musical skeleton said. “I…I don’t have one, but I guess ‘Nix’ is fine.” He said. “I see, my name is Maestro, pleasure to meet you. Oh, thou seem exhausted, perhaps thou should rest?” ‘Maestro’ asked, noting at Nix’s baggy eyes. “No, I can’t and… I don’t want to…” creator said. “No sleep is not good for thou, would thou not mind If I sing for thou?”
“Y-you don’t need to, If you don’t want to” the creator said. “I insist”
The creator thought for a moment, and finally gave in. “A-Alright, I heard you singing earlier your voice, is good?” Nix said. “Why thank you!” Maestro said. “Sit, would thou please creator?”
“Sure…” he sat down, while Maestro cleared his (throat?) and began to sing. With that, the creator finally began to sleep after such a long time of stress. Maestro slowly began to stop singing, and smiled at Nix, “rest well, my friend” he whispered.
((I thought a forest would’ve been a nice place for these two meet. I felt like Maestro, might be one of the helpful people that Creator/Nix would meet. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this story!))
Wow! Fox likes this composed story very much. Yes, Maestro would be one of those people that can help you with your times of hardship and stress. The forest is a nice setting since after all just like all the plants there, Maestro is one of them in a sense, being a flower after all.
The shape of love is the same as your heart is It doesn’t matter who you are So tell me my heart is the same as yours is Even if it’s fleeting Because we’re always close in sorrowful times and lonely times And we hold every moment cause that’s what family is for.
Hi everybody. I’ve been thinking a lot about sharing my story. I feel a little embarrassed though, since it might be very similar to the story of many of the new OORers, like me, and it could become a little boring to read. So if you want to read it, I’ll be very thankful. If you don’t, feel free scroll past this, I won’t feel ofended. I want to make clear that this is the first time that somthing like this ever happened to me. I’ve never been a fangirl of anything. I say fangirl and not just fan, because I think today these two terms have different connotations. Being a fan is to simply really like and enjoy the object of your fanatism. While, to me, being a fangirl/fanboy is about getting a little obsessed about that object. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean obsessed in a pathological way. I used this term to describe that feeling of being completely identified by the object. You can actually relate most of your life with this object. And that, is very hard to find. Trust me, I spent most of my life without one. And it wasn’t because of the lack of trying. Since my highschool years, I’ve been into many bands. Probably, the most important was The Offspring. I really liked this band, it was my favourite back then. But there was something missing. The band was great, and still is, but I couldn’t identified completely with them. So, most of my life I saw how my friends were all crazy about their bands. They went to concerts, bought merch, and talked for hours about how amazing their favourite band was, but when they asked me, I was desorintated. Yes, The Offspring was my favourite band but, I just couldn’t relate with that euphoria they were talking about. And so I kept, until I found ONE OK ROCK. Now, like I told Elsie the first day I joined Tumblr, I discovered the band through the Ruroni Kenshin movie. Most of you already knew this, and, like I said before, most of the new OORers discovered the band the same way. But, bare with me please, I’ll try to make it more intresting. It was May (this year) when I decided to re-watch the whole Ruroken anime. I was devastated. (I’ve just find out that my mother had cancer, and that meant a 360º turn in my life, since my father had just escaped death a few months before. But, she’s ok now. Surgeons removed the entire tumor, fortunately). That anime reminded me of my childhood, when everything was simpler . So, I convinced my brother to watch it with me, and, of course, he got caught. (Hihihi, welcome to the dark side, little brother). As you might guess, it was because of this, that I found out about the live action movie. I got so exited, espcially after watching the trailer, because, it was the first live action movie that was actually loyal to the manga/anime. My brother told me somthing about the music, but I didn’t pay attention, since I was too busy drooling over Takeru Sato. In short, we watched the movie, it was awsome, but, for some strange reason I left the credits run. I remeber listening to the song and think it sounded like “an european band trying to sound cool by singing in japanese”. Besides that, I thought the lyrics were good ( at least the english part), so i decided I’ll give them a chance. I serched for The begining MV, and the first thing I thought was “wow, this guys jump a lot, they have a lot of stamina”. I didn’t notice they were japanese until I saw that the video info was written in nihongo. And, trust me when I say I wasn’t expecting that. I knew other jrock bands, but this was a surprise. Even with all that, I wasn’t entirely convinced. It was days before I decided to look again. The next video was “Liar”. And this where the magic began. And there I was, watching skeptically the video, thinking it was no big deal, until Toru showed up. In that moment something in my mind clicked. Deja vu. I knew I’ve seen this guy before, but I couldn’t remember where, or when. I spent weeks trying to figure out where this sensation came from. I remember going to class while the verses of Liar and Toru’s face resonated in the back of my head, and completely overshadowed the professor’s voice. After that, I started to fall for Taka’s wide vocal range, then Tomoya’s drumms and Ryota’s bass arrangements ( which is my brother’s favourite, btw).A few days after that, I had a playlist of 50 videos with their songs on you tube. It took me weeks to finally decide to join Tumblr. I was scared and I wasn’t sure how it would turn out. I even read some of the fandom blogs, and asked many anon questions, before getting an account. I felt like I was going to be the only Argentinean in the fandom (I was hoping there was at least some latinamericans), and therefore freaked out when I found out about Jackie. The rest is history. Thank you so much for staying with me through this incredibly long post. It was meant to be shorter, but I got carried away. Sorry. Thank you to every fellow OORer out there for letting me share this with you.This fandom, not just the band, helped me through a lot, without you even knowing. You’re as important to me as it is the band and I love you all.
So, I sent this message to Tom Holland, because I wanted to make him smile. I figured id post it in here too because the story is absolutely adoreable and I hope it’ll make some of you smile too.
For years now I’ve been a huge Marvel fan, but Spider-Man has always been my favorite. About two years ago I started working as a lifeguard at a summer camp. At the camp I work at, the staff goes by nicknames or “camp names.” My first day there, I wore a Spider-Man shirt, from them on, I dubbed the name “Spidey.”
At the pool, there just so happened to be Spider-Man dive toys, and eveyday I had one little girl who would swim one over and place him on my umbrella stand. For some reason, most of the kids thought I knew Spider-Man, so I played along and said that “yes, Spider-Man is one of my closest friends.” (My aunt lived in Brooklyn for a while, so it worked.)
Just recently I was at a store and one of the girls that I watched during camp called my name. I spun around just in time to see her run up and throw her arms around me. I vent down to be on her level and she whispers in my ear “Tell Peter that hes amazing and that I won’t tell anyone either one of your real names.” Confused, since she only knows me as Spidey I asked her what she thought my name was. Enthusiastically she goes “Mary Jane of course!” (I have red hair) Before I could get another word out, she whispers “Tell Peter that everyone I know loves him, including me! Spider-Man is my favorite!” Personally, I thought the exchange was really cute and now a bunch of the kids at my camp idolize you and them having someone like you as a hero makes me happy. Thanks for reading a fan’s message and being an amazing role model.
Follow @Fuzzy_Slippersz on Twitter she just told me an amazing story of her going to the Kiss Land Fall Tour
so- we’re at the show, front row, screaming, dancin singing our heads off..we jumped n screamed when he asked who bought kiss land, he looked over at us smiled and pointed us out, we jumped around and sang all the songs, he stopped in between and pointed at us and said you guys right here are crazy! We jumped so high and screamed so loud it was ignorant. I waited till everything was quiet and I yelled out I LOVE YOU ABEL! He looked in my direction n said, I love you too baby..I DIED. Almost fell backward into my chair and some people. Anyway. We were waiting in line to get our CDs signed. we were so nervous. We got close by the curtain and then he saw us- he started smiling sooo big!!! He said ITS YOU GUYS! as we started walking closer to the table- my friend goes crazy and starts spelling her name for him to write, she said a bunch of I love yous, told him we’d be at the show the next day, we’ve seen his five times all that. the whole time he was sitting back smiling at us and we both kept saying how much we loved him, n we were so thankful for him, and then she stops talkin, points at me and says- oh Abel and her name is Lamar! He stopped, looked up at me and said, your name is Lamar? I said yes.. It’s a pleasure finally meet you! I was so nervous I knew my voice was shaking.he smiled n said, wow, you are the 1st girl I ever met named Lamar.. That’s great! I was like really? He said yea, how you spell it? So I spelled my name and I worked up the nerve to speak French- I told him I loved him and loved him so much, he responded in French and said, I love you too! My friend was going crazy and she kept telling him how many shows we went to how much we support him n all that, n he says to us, wow, you guys love me- I know you love me! I almost buckled in my knees. Then he said he’d see us in Detroit and we had to go., but then we ran into Lamar and cash. We spoke to them, I got to tell LaMar that my name was Lamar, and we chatted for a second then we had to leave- n them cash said bye Lamar! And we had to go… But it was the best ever. I grabbed abel hand and spoke French.. And he answered. I was done. still wondering where the heart came from he drew on my cd tho.. Lol
At twisted, I told Lauren she saved my life. She hugged me and told me to hang in there, so I did. 3 weeks ago, I went to Let’s Glow* Dallas, and she remembered me. I told her how much I love her and that she’s my inspiration, and she was like “Oh wow, thank you so much. I met you at twisted, right?” I of course said yes. She thanked me for coming and hugged me. It was an actual, tight hug, and I almost died. After she hugged me, she asked me how I’m doing now, I told her I’m doing better, and she was like “Good, good.” And smiled super big. THEN, she started playing with my hair and told me she liked it. Ssoooo yeah. That’s my Glow* story. :P I just think it’s /so/ amazing, how she really cares about her fans. I still can’t get over the fact that she remembered me. :’)
Lovely story from starkidquo. Posted late, sorry but still great! PLEASE send me your interactions w/Lauren :)
In El Paso, John was the last one to come out after the show to sign things. He hung out forever with us. He sang Raise Your Glass for us & then we all sang along to I Must Be Dreaming with him. I handed him my copy of Exaltation and he got really excited that I had a copy of it, asked me what I thought and when he told him I loved it he went “That’s awesome. I’m so glad you do.” He wrote YOU RULE SO MUCH <3 JOHNO on it, which after I read it made me smile a ton. He remembered me from Phoenix when we talked about them recording their album in El Paso. He asked me for my name again and told me he loved it and that it was a very pretty name and he wished he had a pretty name and not just John.
I have a cute story. I was babysitting the other night, and I was singing “Vanilla Ice Cream” to myself, and the five year old I was watching demanded I sing it louder and all the way through four times. Then she spent the rest of the night singing “Ice cream! He brought me ice cream! He brought me ice cream! Vanilla ice cream!” over and over again. Hopefully we’ve got a She Loves Me fan in the making!
Creator of the Evil Drye AU:@undertale-cat The Dragoness In Chains belongs to me.. Dryeguy belongs to himself @dryeguy
“I’ve been here for seemingly years… I remember hatching.. In a woman’s arms.. The woman’s eyes so lovely.. I barely remember what she called me.. Then.. my first mission became my last as betrayal for survival in this king’s grasp on the land.. Was so… Tight like these chains.. They itch so much.. They make my ankles, and wrists sore.. I’m only needed very few times.. Either to be shown as a object for power.. or to kill the Irregulars that LET me go to save THEIR OWN TAINTED SKINS!… The King comes down here with trays of raw or cooked meat.. Ham, Pork, Bacon sometimes, Human, Deer, and rarely with something to drink..”
13th November 2011 i met Amy Lee from Evanescence and gave her a letter saying their music saved my life countless times but it cant save me all tge time and that i was going to kill my self after the gig that night
she told me to roll my sleeves up and show my cuts/scars in front of everyone who was there, so i did and she asked me what it felt like and i said ‘scary’, she told that when she was my age that she felt that everyday and music was the only way to help and that i shouldnt be scared because there are so many people out there who would understand what i was going and she would be one of them. i started to cry and she hugged me and whispered that i should never give up because you will never kbow where you’d end.up and just look at how she turned out. that was a year ago and i got an email back today after i sent the band one a couple of days ago and she remembers me as the girl who showed no fear in front of everyone. Amy is the probably most loving and caring singer ever, she cares about all her fans, every single one.
Greg reminds me of my older brother who is very abusive. He is a controlling freak who would try to tell me what I could and couldn't wear. He even tried to make me only wear my hair how he liked it. Everything Greg does reminds me so much of him.
Wow, okay. That’s… really bizarre and creepy. Geez. I’m sorry you had to deal with that, and I can absolutely see why Greg reminds you of his behavior.
If you guys care to hear my story of meeting Jake and seeing his concert, here it is…
My Jake Bugg Experience
So it was about 3:30 pm and my dad and I were leaving our hotel we were staying at the night of the concert because we live REALLY far away from the venue. Our hotel was only a few blocks away from the venue, so we started walking. About a block away from the hotel, my dad realized he forgot the tickets in the hotel room. Upset because I wanted to be first in line, I followed my dad back to the hotel and waited in the lobby for like 5 or 10 minutes while my dad got our tickets. Once he found them, we headed out.
We were walking down the street the venue was on when I saw a big giant black tour bus parked behind a building in this parking lot that was empty and surrounded by a chain link fence. I said, “Dad! Do you think that’s Jake’s bus?” and my dad said, “I don’t know, maybe,” so we thought nothing of it. Then as we keep walking towards the venue, a black SUV with tinted windows and a driver wearing a suit and tie pulls up on the other side of the street and my dad grabs my hand and says, “Let’s go.” So he pulls me across the street towards the SUV and I’m thinking, holy shit Jake Bugg is in that freaking car and I’m about to see him and this can’t be happening.
Then the driver wearing a suit steps out of the car and a bunch of people start unloading things from the back of the car and my dad says to the driver, “Do you mind if we say hi to Mr. Bugg?"and the driver says, "Sure go ahead.” So we walk to the side of the car and there’s Jake just sitting staring into his lap. My dad waves at him and says hi through the window and he waves back and I’m like holy shit that’s Jake Bugg!! Then my dad yells at the window, “We came to see your show!” and Jake gives us a thumbs up. Then my dad says, “Do you mind coming out of the car? I want to introduce you to my daughter.” So then the door opens and he steps out and my first thought is, he’s so short! He’s only a little bit taller than I am! And I was like, oh my god that’s Jake Bugg and he’s real and he’s not on my computer screen and he’s standing right in front of me and HOLY SHIT HE’S SHAKING MY HAND. But I tried not to freak out too much because I could tell he seemed a little hesitant…I would be too if two random strangers approached my tinted windowed SUV.
So there I was, standing in front of Jake Bugg himself. The short, cute little British boy I had been obsessing over for a really long time. I’ve probably come up with thousands of things to say to him, but in that moment I was so happy and shocked all I could do was smile and silently hyperventilate while my dad did all the talking.
He said stuff about how we are huge fans and we love all the new music and stuff and it took Jake a little while to warm up to us but once he did, he started smiling (he tried to hide it, I noticed his teeth were kinda yellow) and asking us questions! When my dad told Jake where we’re from he said, “Ah, where’s that?” and it made me smile because he’s not from here hehe…So my dad told him where it is and then I said, “The trip is worth it.” and Jake turned to ME and said, “Well how do you know, you haven’t seen the show yet!” the humble little shit. I was like, “Oh I’m sure it’s worth it.” and he was all like, “Thank you.” and stuff.
So then my dad asked Jake when we can expect the next album and he said January! And my dad was like, “We have to wait that long?!” and poor little Jake got all defensive said, “It’s not that long!” and my dad said, “Yeah, you’re right.” It was almost as if Jake felt bad for making us wait a few extra months over here in America…I’m still gonna try to preorder Shangri La from Jake’s UK store though..
So anyway, there was literally no other fans waiting for him there except for one other guy who asked me to take his picture with Jake and then Jake signed something of his, so really it was a GREAT interaction. We got so fucking lucky, like if my dad hadn’t forgotten our tickets in the first place, we would’ve missed Jake!
So after Jake took a picture with that one other fan, my dad thanked him for talking to us and said we’re really looking forward to the new album and seeing the show and Jake said, “Cheers mate.” which literally made my heart explode. Then my dad asked, “Would you mind getting a picture with my daughter?” and Jake was like, “Yeah sure!” So the next thing I know, I’m standing next to Jake Bugg and his hand is around my waist and my hand is on his back and his face is touching mine and I could feel how warm he was and I was getting a picture with him. I was freaking out because JAKE BUGG WAS TOUCHING ME!
So after the picture he smiled at us and we smiled at him and then he said, “I’m gonna head over to the bus, I’ll see you guys tonight!” and he waved at us and it was magical.
I tried not to freak out until my dad and I were out of Jake’s sight…I was in shock for a few days and I had to keep looking at the picture of us to make sure it actually happened.
After we met Jake, my dad and I went to the venue to find like maybe 4 people sitting in line. We told them Jake was back there but they didn’t want to lose their spot. My dad and I decided that it was safe to go have dinner and that we could still get a good spot in line, so we walked around for a long time and finally decided to have dinner at a small Qdoba. When we were done, we went back and sat in line, becoming the third group of people, so we were literally right at the front of the line.
We waited for the doors to open for about 2 hours and passed the time by talking to people in line who were all very nice. There were 2 eight year old girls and their mom, dad, and grandma right behind us and I talked to them. I thought it was soooo cool that a whole family like that was going to Jake’s concert together. And I knew they reaaaally liked Jake because one of the little girls said her favorite song is Saffron which most people don’t know.
So anyway, when the doors finally opened we got to get RIGHT IN THE FRONT. Literally I was hanging over the railing and I was a little bit to Jake’s right. We waited for another hour and then HoneyHoney came on and they were AWESOME! The drummer/guitarist/backup vocalist kept looking at me and giving me this ridiculous smile which I willingly returned. He was playing so awesomely that he broke one of his drum sticks in the middle of a song!! When they were done, the girl standing next to me asked him if she could have his broken drum stick. She was one of the people I had been talking to in the line, so she told me she would give me the stick since I’m a drummer and I said, “No! You’re the one who had the guts to ask him for it! You keep it!” The drummer ended up breaking the stick in half and so the girl gave me half of it, so now I have half of a broken drum stick from the drummer of HoneyHoney! Ha!
So then about 30 minutes after HoneyHoney left, Jake came on!! He started with Fire and I sang every little word and it was awesome! I had the best view! I could see all the hairs on his head that were a little out of place and I could see him shaking when he hit a really high note like the ones in Broken and when he walked over to our side of the stage he was literally right in front of me and my dad asked me, “Close enough for ya?”
I yelled “I love you jake!” at him during Someplace and I don’t think he heard me…but I was really glad I did it because the crowd was really quiet and I wanted to give him some encouragement. He even said, “You guys are awful quiet.” but after he said that it got really loud. During one of the songs (I don’t remember which one), Jake looked at me and I looked right at him and I sang the words so it was like we were singing to each other, and he cracked a little smile and made this cute little weird face like he raised an eyebrow or something and l swear he recognized me! He was probably like, “Oh hey it’s that girl from earlier!”
I think my dad and I were the only ones to meet him before the show other than that other guy who was there.. !
Overall the show was completely perfect. I almost cried during Song About Love and Broken and What Doesn’t Kill You was REALLY GOOD LIVE, it makes me soooo excited for the next record, seriously.
I feel like a lot of people only got really hyped during Two Fingers and Lightning Bolt. I was like the only person around me who sang every word to every song (even the new ones) and clapped and danced the whole show. I noticed a lot of people were just kinda staring up at him with a blank expression, so whenever he looked at me I made sure to smile big and sing the words and CLAP RIGHT and I think he noticed.
When the show was over a lot of people started crowding around the front to try and get a set list and my dad asked me if I wanted one. I did want one, but I figured I met Jake and these people getting the set lists might not get to, so I let them have it. We didn’t wait for him at the tour bus either because we had already met Jake and didn’t feel like waiting around in the cold for an undetermined amount of time. I wouldn’t have minded seeing him again though because it would have been nice to tell him, “It was sooooo worth it!”
Ill definitely go to another one of Jake’s concerts when I get the chance because he was amazing and I LOVE HIM SOOO MUCH. It was just so unreal seeing him standing right in front of me. This person who I had spent months obsessing over was actually right there. When I look at the picture I took with him, I see Jake’s face and at first I think it’s just another picture of him I downloaded off of tumblr but then I see my face and I’m like THAT’S ME THAT WAS REAL!!
IF YOU EVER GET THE CHANCE TO GO SEE JAKE DO NOT PASS IT UP EVEN IF YOU DON’T KNOW WHO HE IS YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT I PROMISE!!!
It was amazing and I still CAN’T believe I actually met Jake Bugg.
I met Jake Bugg.
An Awoken Titan stands over the body of his dearest friend. In the dim light of the prison’s lowest chambers, another blue-skinned woman covers her mouth as she looks down at the EXO’s body.
The Titan takes a fistful of the faded red fabric under the robotic male, tearing it-and the symbol of spades it bears- from the body. Clutching the cloth, the behemoth of a man experiences something new. He starts crying.
This is not a dignified cry. He does not let tears silently stream down his cheeks as he worries over what went wrong. This is a cry of rage, of heart-shattering sorrow. Even beyond the prison walls, the Prince and those Fallen…things can hear him roar.
He holds the fabric too tight, tearing the top half of it in half down the middle. Petra, now kneeling over the body of Cayde-6, stares up at him. He removes the dirty, once-white Mark from his waist, tying Cayde’s cloak in it’s place.
Kneeling to the robot corpse and lifting it, cradling it to his chest, the Titan mumbles to himself, and to his dear friend. “I will put a bullet in Uldren Sov’s head…I promise you.”
There are a LOT of people on my tumblr tonight saying things like “does anyone wanna come to Hatfield/Frank Turner with me? I don’t wanna go alone” or “I’m too shy to say hi to anyone I don’t know.”
I want you all to know: when you come to see Frank Turner and the Sleeping Souls, YOU ARE NEVER ALONE. You are surrounded by like-minded awesome-folk. Even if you’re shy, we all are going for the same fucking reason: TO LISTEN TO AMAZING MUSIC AND DANCE (and celebrate the fact that life is awesome and such).
I’m coming alone and from REALLY far away. So if you’re really shy, at least you have me. I’ll be wearing a black t-shirt with a small name tag that says “Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” This shirt is satirical, and references one of the best films of all time. If you like that film, we will be even better friends. I’m also a lady. And my name is Kelly.
See? Not alone. You’re going with me. I’m fun, I swear. Now you have no excuses not to come :)
When I was younger, I would take my cats and lock them up in my room, because I was convinced they were somehow Animorphs. I would wait two hours, all the while talking to them and telling them I knew what they were.
So a majority of One Direction fans have been here a while, fell in love with their music, or in love with one of the members. I, however, did no such thing. When these guys first came out I was only 26 or so and I was NOT into boybands since NKOTB.
I have a sister who is 15 years younger than me and she was a die hard 1D fan. She started watching and following them while they were still on X-Factor. She showed me youtube video of them one night and I wasn’t impressed. My 1st words to her were “ The curly haired one is gay probably with a fellow band member” She was not happy she cried legit real tears at “how mean I was”
Fast forward to May 2014…. I was bored and going through YouTube and some how a Larry Proof video popped up. So I watched it…and then another, and another. For the next few months I watched almost every Larry video I could find. I couldn’t believe the chemistry, the love, and the passion I could feel through my dang laptop!!! I was blown away! Then the rational side of my brain was like “Louis has a GF he can’t be faking that” so I watched a dozen or more Elounor videos. Not one….NOT A SINGLE ONE…..looked real or even felt real.
So then I started listening to their music. Midnight Memories sold me. I went out and bought it and listened to it EVERY DAY. I watched their concerts on streams & was convinced they are the real deal. Then 4 came out and my heart was full. I love, love, love, LOVE 4!
And this is how a 30 yr old single mom became 1D AF!
*This post is extremely personal and has content about suicide and depression, so feel free to scroll by if it could trigger.*
I’m in the mood to share this finally in the hopes it could help someone else, but also serve as a reminder for myself.
so story time.
Two years ago I was walking across campus to
get to my dorm, and that’s when some of the worst thoughts I’d ever had flooded
into my mind. I’d been down for a while, but it just hit me suddenly in that
moment. I kept thinking how if I’d kill myself, no one would miss me, not even
my family. I remember planning out a good time of year so that they wouldn’t
associate it with a birthday or holiday. It wasn’t the how, but the when that I
focused on. I was having some really dark thoughts for a while, and I just
remember almost breaking down on my walk. I was listening to music on my phone,
and I don’t remember if the song came on randomly or if I selected it,
but “Waiting for my Sun to Shine” played. In that instant, I listened to
every word of that song. It made me stop and think for a while. It made me
think how miserable I was, but how I could change it. It made me realize that I
would be missed. I wouldn’t want my family to bury me at only 18 at the time.
It made me think and just be in that moment. It was the first thing that had
given me a sense of calm and relief in a long while.
In September of 2013,
I had the lyrics of that song tattooed on my right shoulder blade. Only a
few people knew the actual meaning, and a lot to this day don’t. I’ve decided
to share this because last night, I finally got the guts to tell John “thank
you” for writing that song. I didn’t go into detail because I didn’t want to
take up more time than I already had, but I told him the song basically saved
my life. He said he was glad it helped and I was okay. I had been so worried in
the last two years that I would cry (which I’m doing as I type this) while I
told him or make him uncomfortable, but luckily neither of those happened. It
was a happier note. I don’t know why, but for some reason we just kind of both
smiled about it. It’s as if, “Hey, I could have killed myself two years ago
like I’d thought about doing but never acted on so many times, but instead I’m
here surrounded by friends and people who care about me to tell the person who
wrote the song that made me think about how something greater is waiting for me
if I just keep myself alive.” I’m never going to be able to thank John and The
Maine as a whole enough for the impact they’ve had on my life. By sharing this,
I hope that someone else can see that those little moments of feeling down are
insignificant because they stop you from the brightness of the future ahead. Don’t
let the dark clouds of depression cover the clarity of your mind because it
will sure as hell prevent you from seeing the greatness that is to come.
All I know is, I’m still waiting for my sun to shine…
My tattoo (sorry for the swelling, this was taken right after I had it done in 2013!)
John and I last night in Nashville after our nice talk about music business stuff, my quick thank you, and talking about asthma. I also got a really bad sunburn from waiting in line yesterday.
okay I just found your blog and thought this was a perfect time to share this small story of Jared from Nashcon 2019. So I was in line for Jared's auto (very sleep-deprived) and I wasn't going to show him my tattoo (because wow anxiety) so I get up to him and of course he says the normal hi, how are you. I go to leave and my friend's mom points out my tat and Jared goes (very excitedly) "that's fucking awesome!! I love it!" and it was the best moment of my life since then. thank you for listenin
I read a lot of fan story and I really like it ! So I want to share my story with all of you! It’s very simple , one day a good friend of mine tell me “oh I have discover a new song , I love it ”, in fact she found yume yume by error indeed she was looking for the 13rd opening of naruto shippuden and she found a fake with yume yume after that I went to YouTube and when I was looking to yume yume PV … I fall in love with toru !!! Whoah he is so cool and handsome , now I’m a big fan , I listen to oor everyday , I love every members but especially my handsome toru !!! And I go to Paris on the 27th october , can’t wait !!!!
I just recently caught up on the comic and read the RPs and got an amazing (but sad) story idea!
Error, Fresh, and Geno Sans by
Mama CQ by @alainaprana
I hope you all enjoy my short little story. It’s just something I came up with and may continue!!! Thisismyfirstfanfictionihopeitisaccaptable
Error and Fresh were sitting in their living room watching Sailer Moon, much to Error’s dislike, but Error wasn’t really paying attention to the television. He was more worried about his older brother, Geno. Geno was admitted to the hospital a week ago due to him having breathing problems, on top of everything else. Fresh couldn’t say he was worried, he is incapable of feeling much of anything but annoyance. Fresh was aware that everyone was worried and that Geno was dying. He isn’t stupid, just emotionless. After a few episodes, with Fresh singing along with the theme song eveytime time a new one played, the door opened. Error immediately jumped up hoping it was his brother and their mother, but to much to his surprise it wasn’t him, but their mom, CQ, standing alone.
“Mom?.. where’s Geno?” Error’s voice shook. He was scared. Scared something had happened. Scared that he would never see his older brother again, alive and well. CQ looked down at his son and burst into tears, leaning against the door for support. The puzzle pieces in Error’s head snapped together.
“No…. NONONONO!” He yelled, glitch taking over him. Fresh walked in upon hearing his brother shouting.
“Is everything all up rad up in he-” he stopped talking suddenly. He saw his mother sobbing, tears running down her face. His brother, Error glitching out so bad he could barely make out his face. Fresh knew what must of happened. Geno must actually be gone, for good. At first it didn’t affect Fresh, he stood there watching his mom and brother emotionlessly as usual, but then something must of clicked. Geno. One of the few people who excepted him the way he is. Who was patient and kind no matter what his souless self did. Gone. The one who taught him how to get artificial happiness from cuddling. Gone. Never to come back. Liquid raced down Fresh’s cheeks and fell to the ground with an inaudible splash. Fresh felt..confused. He felt something. He didn’t know what. So many unfamiliar things he felt. Emotions unknown to him. The more he thought about the situation the worse it got till he felt sick and he was now sobbing.
“Fresh?..” CQ hiccuped rubbing her eyes from where she was crying. Fresh looked up at her through his tears, and his sunglasses. Fresh felt dizzy. He needed to escape these unfamiliar feelings. He ran out of the open door to somewhere he didn’t think anyone would go, his mom yelling at him to come back. Fresh felt sick. All the alien emotions he’s never felt before jumping around in his stomach. He ran to the playground, the one he took Decans to, piggyback style. He sat on the swing set and tried to calm himself. He has never felt this unrad before.
“Fresh?” A voice meekly said. Fresh looked up and say Decans standing there surprisingly.
“I was worried. I saw you run out of your house.” Fresh watched as Deccy dec sat on the swing next to him kicking his legs. Decans had notice the tears on Fresh’s skull but decided not to comment on it. Besides all the Fresh needed was a friend to help him get through it. To teach him how to deal with the unknown emotions. Fresh took off his sunglasses to wipe the tears away. Decans looked and saw genuine emotion for the first time circling around. Not the made up always smiling stuff Fresh did.
“I always wanted to feel. To know what it was like to actually be happy, sad, angry.” Decans grabbed Fresh’s hand. Fresh gripped it as tight as he dared, since Decans is so fragile.
“I just didn’t know it would be so funking painful!” Fresh cried. Fresh had actually dropped his normal “bro” lingo while he made his speech. Fresh’s sunglasses slipped from his other hand and hit the dirt with a thud. With his free hand he gripped the swing chain hard. For once Fresh looked at a loss for words. Decans decided something. He WOULD help Fresh with this. Fresh was the only person who treated him normally. He was determined to help out his only friend.
Alpharad’s CPUCS - The Novel, Chapter 1: Welcome New Smash Brothers & Sisters! (Part 1)
7th December 2018, long awaited… has finally arrived!
In a Realm far from our reach, a special event called the “Super Smash Bros Games” opens up every few years where the best come together for a series of duels & competitions to reignite relations & create new ones. This particular one is the 5th in the line of many, marking the 19th Anniversary of these games.
Among those games, a particular set of Tournaments are organized to pit the best of the best against each other for supremacy & bragging rights called the “CPU Championships”, fully sponsored by a one “Alpharad”. No one really remembers why they were labelled with the abbreviation “CPU”, but the name stuck out of respect to those old traditions. The first of the CPU Championships (CPUC for short) is about to begin.
The sun rose to a huge crowd converging to see the first of the CPUCs take place. The streets were packed, some conversing, some running stands or shops, others organizing & watching over the festivities. Sometime later, a familiar voices echoes through the speakers to the masses’ ears… it was Mario!
Mario: “Thank you so much everyone for joining us today! We are-a happy to begin these Championships as we have always done for 19 Years! To begin & for a warm welcome, today’s Challengers will be this season’s Returners &-a New Comers! Let’s-a GO!”
The Coliseum Doors open as everyone rushes in to take their seats. While medieval in design, the Smash Coliseum houses the latest in recreational technology, allowing it to emulate almost any Battle Stage with various Hazards & Features. So it begins, the first ever CPUC of this season pits new comers & returning veterans against each other!
CPU Championship No. 1 Rules & Players:-
With spectators so excited you could hear them cheer thousands of miles away, Mario strikes the Smash Bell signifying the beginning… of the Tournament!
Match No. 1-Pichu vs. Incineroar
The battle started with both Fighters sizing each other up as they tried to fixate their footing on the moving stage “3D Land”, a very odd start for an opening Match. In reality however, one of the Competitors was a little uneasy about the match-up.
Incineroar: “(Is the audience gonna be OK with me pummeling this little guy?)”
Incineroar did his best to keep things even between him & Pichu to avoid any backlash, especially when you consider that most of this fan base are young passionate fans. All this wasn’t helped by the fact that Pichu was doing sloppily at first, and when he opened with a Headbutt Attack, he missed… nearly throwing himself out-of-bounds.
Pichu: “T-That was close… Sorry Mr. Incineroar!”
Incineroar: “Watch your positioning boy! (I need to handle this fight carefully…)”
Incineroar continues to pull his punches on Pichu, literally staging acts like nearly going out-of-bounds himself by falling behind & missing a Lariat Attack on purpose. But much to his surprise as soon as Pichu started landing a few hits, his momentum kept building up & eventually, he started showing acrobatics that are on par with the likes of Sheikh & Zero Samus! Even Incineroar couldn’t keep up with him!
Pichu wasn’t known to be the most capable Fighter many years ago because he never measured up to all the other competitors. But this time, it was clear to Incineroar & everyone else that this is a new Pichu standing before them!
Incineroar: “Have you been training?”
Pichu: “Y-Yes! Every day since I was invited again.”
Incineroar: “Then show me the new fire in you!”
They clashed without hesitation, sparks of fire & thunder flying with every punch, every kick, every grab, showing a passion for competition that is exactly what followers of these tournaments look for! With full vigor, the two unleash their Final Smash Arts, “Max Malicious Moonsault” & “Volt Tackle”! Incineroar tries to hold Pichu with his bare hands, but then Pichu slips right through sending a flurry of electric charges everywhere! Finally, the burning wrestler flies off the stage unable to recover back. The winner is… PICHU!
Incineroar: “N… Nice one boy. *Wheeze* should’ve known you had it in ya all along…”
Pichu: “S-Sorry Mr. Incineroar… & thank you!”
Match No. 2- Ridley vs. IceClimbers
Nana: “Uuuh Popo, why does this guy look like the Pterodactyl who keeps stealing our vegetables??”
Popo: “Isn’t he the one people have wanted in these games for years? He looks kinda silly up close, haha!”
That last statement… could not be far from the truth; Ridley isn’t just vicious, but also has a troll like demeanor. The battle started out normally with both sides equally exchanging attacks… until.
Ridley suddenly grabs Popo by the face & drags his body on the ground towards the stage boarder… along with himself?! He then makes a hard stop at the last second, walking away from Popo with a wide grin on his face as if holding back laughter…
Nana: “Are you OK Popo?!”
Popo: “I-I-I’m fine… Come on, let’s get this maniac…!”
The two climbers reform & charge on ahead, but it’s becoming clear that Ridley’s earlier act was enough to throw their well-spoken teamwork out the window. Discoordination, miscommunication, losing track of each other, far too often have have they found them selves on opposite sides away from each other, & Ridley was taking full advantage of these missteps to further crush their focus. Even to the point of taunting the duo mid-fight.
Alas, while they were retreating to retrace & regroup, they’ve failed to notice the pit behind them & fell in together… & Ridley laughed & mocked them the whole way through. The winner is… RIDLEY!
Popo: “He played us… the whole TIME!”
Nana: “Calm down Popo, we’ll get another shot next time…”
Both Climbers leave the ring, with Popo clenching his fist in disgrace…
Match No. 3-King K. Rool vs. Solid Snake
Solid Snake: “A giant crocodile?? Is this karma for all the crocodiles Big Boss ate years ago??”
Otacon: “Careful Snake! He may look like a glutton, but he’s strong & also commands an army powerful enough to occupy an entire Island!”
Solid Snake: “OK then… Bring it on Big Croc!”
King K. Rool: “That’s KROC to you, Onesie Man!!”
Snake’s faster & more nimble, so the Espionage Legend had the towering reptile beat in Close-Quarters-Combat “CQC”. However, K. Rool’s body armour was harder than Snake was anticipating. More shockingly, the armour was also flexible enough to deflect & outsight counter attacks.
Solid Snake: “My attacks haven’t even dented that thing?!”
King K. Rool: “*BELLY SLAP!* Do your worst, stick figure! Hehehee!”
Snake slowly escalates towards using firearms & explosives, but could hardly scratch that armour, let alone launch him out of the ground! The Kroc King also started using his own trusty weapon: An unorthodox single barrel rifle that was throws opponents off with its ability to absorb anything into it. In desperation, Snake calls for his biggest gun.
Solid Snake: “Otacon, engage Covering Fire!!”
FIVE Large Missiles come flying in, all hit their giant green target… But fail to send him out. It was all looking futile as King K. Rool sends the Solider off with a single punch, a feat barely tons of Snake’s own were able to achieve. The winner is… KING K. ROOL!
Solid Snake: “Blast… I’m surprised no one calls you ‘Metal Gear Croc’…”
King K. Rool: “For the last time, it’s KROC!!”
Match No. 4- Wolf vs. Isabelle
Isabelle: “It’s a pleasure to meet you Wolf! Let’s keep it Clean!”
Wolf: “Hmph. They paired me with YOU? This must be a joke, I’ll end this quick.”
The match starts with Wolf dashing towards Isabelle as she….. Takes out a Fishing Rod?? Wolf was left confused, what could she be doing? There aren’t any ponds to fish in on this stage. Shrugging it off, Wolf dashes in to steal the opportunity, only for Isabelle to reel in, grab him then swing to the other side nearly flying outside!
Isabelle: “What do you think of this Rod? Bought it myself from my favorite store!”
Wolf: “You insolent little dog! You’ll pay for this!”
While Wolf continued to charge at the innocent looking Isabelle, she kept on playing with her Fishing Rod throwing him off at every turn. Even when he does see though that trick, she whips out something else unusual as a weapon: A Bug Catching Net, a Stop Sign, even some vegetables! It was becoming very hard to read this fragile-looking, yet versatile Fighter.
Wolf: “BOYS, GET IN HERE NOW & FINISH HEEER!!”
Wolf calls his Star Wolf Team to try & put her down the sights, but even that wasn’t working somehow, always missing at the last possible second.
Wolf: “Why. Won’t. You. FALL?!”
Isabelle: “Now now Wolf, anger isn’t good for your blood pressure. Teehee!”
Wolf was not having any more as he switches to a more aggressive approach to cover some lost ground, letting his claws loose as he flies everywhere around the Innocent Secretary. Then suddenly, Isabelle calls Tom Nook & the Nooklings for a plan of attack. But just as they were about to start, Wolf dodges to the other side for a counterattack… That unfortunately will not happen for as soon as he stops, a Gyroid pops out beneath his feet sending the unsuspecting pilot to the sky!
The winner is… ISABELLE!
Isabelle: “Wish you a safe landing!”
& just like that, the first half of the CPUC’s first round of matches have concluded! How will the others fair? Who will come out on top? Will anyone else face the consequences of underestimating their opponent? Come back next time for Chapter 1-2!