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"Attack on Titan Re.": Gods, Angels, and Giants { Vena & Angel }

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Bloody Violence | Language | Disturbing Content | Frightening Images

Over one-hundred years ago, giant masculine-structured humanoids called Titans have suddenly appeared, and nearly devoured the entire human race with no apparent remorse or reason. From ten to fifty feet tall, they're invulnerable to penetrating weaponry, instinctively attacking humans on sight, and regenerating very quickly from mortal injuries, save for the weak spot at the back of the neck. Because of these hostile, deformed monstrosities, the remainder of the human population is forced to live within an isolated landmass, heavily-protected by three barricaded, fifty-metered walls: the outermost Maria, the middle Rose, and the innermost Sina.

Inside these walls, life remains uneasy; people growing up have never even seen a Titan, and the military heavily derides because of their little progress and high-casualty rates. Hot-headed and vocal Eren Jaeger dreamed of joining the Survey Corps, one of the military branches, in order to go beyond, and explore the outside world, but this dream soon becomes a nightmarish reality, after a sixty-metered, and a fifteen-metered Titan appeared, and breached the outer wall of Maria. As the smaller Titans invaded the southern town of Shiganshina, Eren and his protective adoptive-sister Mikasa fail to save their mother, and are forced to evacuate into Wall Rose, resulting Eren to form the unbreakable vow of ridding every single Titan in existence.

Five years later, after enlisting into the Survey Corps, Eren, Mikasa, and their insecure best-friend Armin Arlelt, soon become graduated-cadets, positioned in the town of Trost, just south of Wall Rose. When the Titans attack again, Eren gets eaten but somehow reemerges as a Titan -- who appears to be ignoring humans and rebelling against its own kind. Though some see his Titan form as a threat, Eren uses this newfound ability to help take back the Trost District, but is placed on trial when his intentions become questionable. Being placed into the care of Survey Corps' Special Operations Squad of the Scout Regiment, consisting the obsessive Hange Zoë, the blunt yet unapproachable Captain Levi, and a certain stubborn but noble recruit, who might know a thing or two about Eren's latest dormant ability; something called "The Coordinate". The question is: Can she serve her purpose in protecting Eren from those seeking to possess it?

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Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

A few yards away from the island, the Ranger continued to sway, as it lightly groaned while making its way over towards its destination. It was still completely nighttime, so for Vivienne to hold the spyglass towards the upcoming island. The wind gently blew through her brunette hair, as her quartermaster joined her at her side of the deck. The female smirked before telling Mister Silver what he had wanted to hear for a long time: set down the boats. They were back home! So, everybody would be thrilled to return back to the place where they could spend their fortune by doing 'god-knows-what'. But they would only be there for a short period of time, retrieving Abigail Ashe for William Turner, and return them back to Port Royal; safe and sound. Dropping the anchor for the Ranger to sit a few yards away from the torch-surrounded beach, two of the longboats were set in the ocean to be rowed, with Vivienne at the front, and John Silver not too far behind.

In all honesty, she wanted Mister Turner to see the reality of a piratical life: by inviting over to one of the largest of strongholds not even the British could claim. Throughout those years, the red-coats didn't have the resources necessary to make peace with the island dwellers; the only way to seek that peace is through a treaty, or a relevant agreement that would even things between authority, and a wide range of lawbreakers. The closer the boats got to the beach, the more clearer they were able to see the activity upon its shoreline. However, the only activity they were able to decipher was a group that seemed to be gathered around in one particular spot, as if something had brought everyone's attention. Vivienne narrowed her blue eyes, just before the longboat came to a stop.

Stepping off of the vessel, the woman approached the group, and the gatherers broke apart, who appeared almost clueless on what they should do. But this cluelessness was only relevant, once the view of someone sitting down, hunching over, with its back to her. Stepping towards it, Vivienne grabbed the shirt of the hunched-over person, and pulled to sit it up. But as soon as she did, the brunette came face to face with Ned Low, who held an expressionless face (like he always did), with a bloody slice across the throat. The woman groaned, almost in disgust and frustration, before letting go of the corpse, making it fall completely on the sand. John appeared by her side, and looked down on the now-deceased Captain Low. "What the hell happened here?", he asked the clueless men that surrounded them. "We spotted him having a talk with anoth'a, having to exchange parts, until the oth'a put him out of his misery; took his prize with him", John looked back at the corpse, along with Vivienne, as one of the crewman continued to explain. "He didn't say his name, but all I saw was that he had a barbarian look about him", just by hearing this, Vivienne groaned again, almost angrily, and walked fast into the brush of trees, heading towards town. Mister Silver wasn't too far behind, and he wouldn't be surprised if Will and Jim decided to follow.

AU Norse Mythology: The Gospel's Truth { BoyMom & Angel }

Lochila was so busy trying to register the strange changes in the weather, she didn't even notice Torunn trying to change the bulb for the kitchen light. Sure, she can hear the girl tinkering with the light bulbs, but the goddess didn't expect another explosion to go off, and then another. She was just as the blonde was, and the black-haired woman approached her in a slightly cautious fashion, as she was wary of Torunn's newfound capabilities. Maybe Thor's inherited power got transferred to his offspring?, she internally wondered, even after the girl asked her what was going on; how she was capable to do this? The goddess had to let deceit come first, in order to protect her. She looked at the glass-induced mess all over the kitchen counter and the floor at Torunn's feet.

"It's okay, sweetie", she reassured her. "Must be bad light bulbs accumulated to the moisture underneath the sink. I'll get some new ones tomorrow, and hopefully, replace them soon enough", after nineteen years, Lochila did find this method not being at all a smart one, but how can she explain that she was the daughter of a god, who ruled a legendary world, above Earth? Would she even believe her? Walk away?

AU Norse Mythology: The Gospel's Truth { BoyMom & Angel }

Lochila didn't jump at the noise that was coming from the kitchen, but she did make the same startled noise that her daughter made. She turned her head from the screen, behind her, where she saw Torunn chuckling nervously. One thought was going through her mind: Was it really happening? Is she of age? The thoughts made her come to the conclusion that it was girl's first encounter of experiencing her powers. The goddess looked at the light that just went out, as she thought about it. She briefly dismissed it before answering back to her. "They're under the sink", she said, before going back to the television. What is going on? What was going on; up there?

Just before she could register a possibility, a giant flash happened right outside the outstretched, nearby window of the penthouse; not too far from where the goddess was sitting. Then, thunder came; a loud one. Until another flash came, once again. Lochila was startled again. Just what is going on?

AU Norse Mythology: The Gospel's Truth { BoyMom & Angel }

Lochila lifted her head from the comfort of Torunn's hair, when the girl turned her gaze to the muted television. The weatherman stood outside, in a rainy area somewhere in Maine, before the map showed a radar of the east coast. The screen changed again to another weatherman in a chopper, who showed an area in Los Angeles. It was the image of the camera turning towards two tornadoes in a distance away from the flying vehicle. Wait, two tornadoes?! The goddess felt herself fill herself up with a creeping feeling that made the scenario become more than it seemed. She ignored Torunn's question, as she reached forward towards the television remote, and unmuted the volume.

"...if you look over there behind me, that's a-a tornado! Yes, a twister in Los Angeles! It's one of the many of tornadoes! There's another one! It's magnificent; it's beautiful! I've never seen anything like it!"

The weatherman was shouting now, since the wind of the weather phenomenon made it extremely for him to talk. The high wind made the footage appear shakey, and before the man could speak further, the goddess changed the channel to another, regarding the weather. San Francisco, intense heat; Colorado, flash freezing; and Mexico, severe lightning. Strange, more lightning strikes than usual, the goddess thought, as she looked on at the tv.

The Tree-Realm of Storytelling {Currently Closed}

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The Tree-Realm of Storytelling {Currently Closed}

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Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

Miranda Barlow had the face of a woman, who would be in her early forties, having to possess dark-brown hair pinned up in a bun, along with an oval face, cool-Caucasian skin, dark-brown eyes, and nude pink lips. There wasn't any athleticism in her stature, though she did possess a fine, slender-built body that was uniquely beautiful for a woman her age. Having to wear one of those commoner dresses, she caught sight of the cart in the distance by the lighted lamp attached to it. At first, the woman wondered what news from Nassau should she receive at this hour, but by the looks of the newcomer running towards her, those "news" would be completely anonymous.

This "newcomer" engulfed her immediately in a hug that showed that she needed security, without her words having to make it apparent. Even after the girl made the action to seek comfort, Miranda gratefully returned that said-comfort immediately. The henchman made his leave with the cart, and Lady Barlow led the poor girl into her small farmhouse that sat alone at the prairie that was a couple of miles away from the main town. She heard Abigail's fear of Captain Low, but for her current location to be miles away from town, it would be highly impossible for almost any buccaneer to find her. Not to mention that if any harm came to Miranda, Captain James Flint would most definitely not take any sort of approval at all... and every pirate knew the boundaries of his wrath.

The woman gently shushed her, as she led her inside, towards the small kitchen. Figuring that Abigail should perhaps eat something first, Miranda retrieved a loaf of bread, and a plate, from one of the wooden cabinets nearby. "You should eat. I'll run a bath, and get you some new clothes", she sweetly told her before making her way back through the narrow hallway on the other side of the room.

AU Norse Mythology: The Gospel's Truth { BoyMom & Angel }

Lochila willingly returned the hug that the girl immediately gave her and, truth be told, she had missed those loving hugs that the golden-haired teenager have always given her, growing up. It was one of those maneuvers that made the goddess grow fond of her in the first place. Watching Torunn walk by, the black-haired woman closed the door, once the girl made her full entrance to the couch. She continued to give that fond, motherly smile to her, even as Torunn remarked about one of those "child-moving-out-of-the-house" phenomenas. But it disappeared into more of a motherly concern, as the teenager confessed about her homesickness.

The heels worn on the goddess' feet lightly clicked on the smooth pavement of the penthouse, as she made her way towards that empty spot, where Torunn had previously put her hand. Lochila lightly chuckled at her afterthought, confirming while understanding her, like how she always did. Looking down at the blonde, the woman put an arm around her shoulder and, using her hand, she placed it on the side of her head, and gently pulled her in, allowing her to lean into her chest, and rest there.

Once Lochila did so, her green eyes went to the huge plasma television in front of them. The news have going on about severe weather all week, but the goddess internally figured that Thor was in one of his foul moods. However, to find these weather phenomenas happening randomly, it became mildly different than how it usually is on Earth. It was happening all around the country, as well as the world. Nothing was happening in New York, so Lochila didn't worry, though was concerned for the city she and Torunn were currently in.

The Girl Who Escaped Reality's Dollhouse { Fabricant & Angel }

Peri watched as her human friend covered her eyes and, as soon those hands covered the hazel-colored appendages upon her face, Peri disappeared, as soon as she came; no trace or fragment of evidence was left behind. She just vanished right then and there. Once the brunette opened her eyes from agreeable counting to thirty, a giggle echoed across the hallway...then, the second time.

The lights flickered again...

Peri left an eerie feeling in that one hallway ever since she and Pearl appeared. The footsteps echoed in the hallway again; those boot-like sounds in the distance, just at the end of the hallway; the farthest part that's a few feet away from Rachel. Those footsteps suddenly halted, though no figure appeared. But the source did make itself known: A black figure walking through the intersection at the end of the hallway. He continued to walk, seemingly not noticing Rachel catching sight of him.