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[FONT="]The story you are about to read follows the lives of nine people who never thought that they would get caught up in such tragic circumstances. It follows life, death, destiny, betrayal, questions and answers, revelations, and many more things. It is a story of how a soldier, a sorcerer, a young thief, a pirate, a shop clerk, a prince, a bandit, and a person created for one purpose only; deal with an enormous burden placed upon their shoulders. It is a story of how these people, most of which were average and lead normal lives, were, in a sense, thrust into a fate not of their own choosing.[/FONT]
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Excerpt said:But as he reached his destination over the cloud, he paid attention to the feeling in his paws. And as he neared the cloud, the wisps of fluff just brushing his pads, he could feel some sort of floating feeling on his paws, as if there were a cushion of air. But then, the cushion broke, and he was on the cloud near Tomaru. With a rush of excitement, he breathed out in the beginning of a chuckle, then began laughing hysterically. Tomaru smiled, joining in the random humor for a moment. As it finally died down, Tomaru gazed towards the source of light. Uzura followed her stare, then noticed something odd. The sky was the same color as it was in the daytime, but…
The moon was setting in the sky, not the sun.
“It should be time to leave soon,” Tomaru announced, her ears flicking to indicate the fact that the night was ending. Uzura was amazed that she could even know this stuff in her dreams, and his head cocked to the side as he thought.
Eventually, he remembered that they had been sleeping in the alleyway. “How do we get out?” he asked, shifting his paws in slight worry that they wouldn’t be able to return on their own.
Tomaru suddenly flinched, as if it were question that she didn’t want to answer. “Uh…” she stuttered, gazing down at her paws. But Uzura’s ears pricked as he contemplated this; she wasn’t staring at her paws, but… into the expanse of turquoise, sky blue below them. “That way…” she said hesitantly, remembering that falling from heights didn’t make Uzura feel good. Her ears twitched apologetically, and she looked back up at him with a worried expression . But Uzura was just smiling optimistically.
“It won’t feel so bad once I wake up, will it?” he asked, somehow sure of it.
Tomaru hesitated, then shook her head, the smile returning to her face. “No. It will be fine.” Contentment rose in Uzura’s belly as he saw the usual confident light return to Tomaru’s eyes. He noticed that the moon was even lower in the sky than just a few minutes ago; time passed more quickly in the dream than it did in the real world.
Uzura nodded, telling Tomaru that he was ready. She padded over to him and gently grabbed his scruff in her teeth, making sure her fangs were fastened softly in the lose skin. Her wings spread as she leaped down off of the cloud to slow their flight. Uzura watched the surroundings rise above him as they fell slowly, definitely more gently than last time. It was more like… being carried down a smooth, slow river. He contemplated nothing in his mind; just felt Tomaru’s cream fur, and noticed the moon was setting so fast he could actually watch it. It seemed to try to keep pace with them as Uzura’s consciousness of the dream slipped away, and as Tomaru’s wings folded, he could tell that she was waking up as well.
It was at a wedding, for a friend of mine. We was all just finished setting up and I was keeping a lookout. Rhythm’s friend had invited some bimbo who still had a crush on him. On my man. I wasn’t gonna take that sitting down. Of course not. He was mine, not hers.
Heh, I guess I had no idea that that bimbo would later become a close friend.
But anyway, we’d just gotten to the reception, and me and the rest had all set up the band. I was just getting ready to start a ballad, when I spotted her.
That blond bitch. On my boyfriend. Tryin’ to get in his pants already. AW HAIL NAW.
Chapter Four: Hey Light said:They, together, vibrated and throbbed and shook and pulsated in such a mess of tentacle arms, water, flesh, and noise, that Panda Bear was beginning to lose focus. Disoriented, his tiny snake eyes were overwhelmed. He wanted out of that tree, but there seemed to be nothing he could do, but wait, wait for the event in front of him to unfold, wait for the loud, torturous shrieks to cease, wait for the three to go back to their normal activities. And yet, the light from the crystalline head of Friendly James was blinding, filling the tree with rainbow sparkles, and the screams of Pumpkin Head were deafening, and the rubbery movements of Warm Onion were disorienting, and then, in one moment of pure ecstasy, there was a massive explosion of blood, it seemed, blood, and candy, and sparkles, and sunshine, and ecstasy, pure ecstasy, not in pill form but in emotion form, and lollipops and blood and saliva and goo, icky goo, and it was all in a puddle on the floor, and Panda Bear relapsed, falling back off the edge of the cliff, down into the Dream World once more.
Chapter 10: Bad Kitty! said:The dinosaur crouched slightly and stared at him for a few seconds, blinking; apparently, this creature had never seen a lion before.
"What are you staring at?"
The green-skinned creature backed off a little and growled, opening its mouth slightly and revealing a long tongue, like a frog's, that was prepared to launch outward at any moment.
"Hey, don't-a start any fights down here!", the plumber yelled, stepping in between the two.
"I never said I was trying to start a fight," the lion said, circling around the plumber and the dinosaur slowly. "This... thing... was staring at me, and I simply asked it why."
"He's-a not an 'it,'" the plumber answered. "And he's-a named Yoshi."
Yoshi stuck his tongue out, blowing a raspberry at the lion. He growled slightly and prepared to lunge at the green dinosaur, but once again the plumber stepped in between them.
"Hey! You really don't-a wanna be startin' any fights down here!"
"Like I told you before... I never said I wanted to start a fight."
He sneered slightly and circled around again, stopping directly in front of the plumber.
"And if I change my mind... how are you going to stop me?"
The plumber cracked his knuckles and then reached into his pocket, pulling out a strange red and white mushroom that appeared to have little beady eyes on its stalk. Holding the mushroom in one hand and getting into a battle stance, he glared at the lion, looking about as intimidating as a five-foot-tall Italian plumber possibly could.
"Believe me," he said, nodding toward Yoshi and the mushroom, "You don't-a wanna find out."
Before anyone was able to find out, however, Zamkolo's voice interrupted them, announcing that the next fight was coming up.
"Match Ten of Round One is about to begin. Those who have chosen the stones numbered nineteen and twenty, please head up the stairs to the arena."
Chapter 11 said:"Still hungry! More food!"
"Yeah!"
The King chuckled slightly, then reached behind his back with both hands and produced two of the largest sandwiches the world has ever seen. Each one seemed to be about as big as a dozen normal hamburgers combined, with a bizarre mixture of ingredients that no normal person would ever think of putting on the same sandwich... at least not without the influence of certain illegal substances.
As the King lowered his hands, the sandwiches almost instantly began to disappear. The blue creature grabbed the sandwich on the left with its tongue, pulling the entire thing into its mouth and scarfing it down. Meanwhile, the pink blob opened wide and began to suck the sandwich toward it with a vacuum-like force. In a matter of seconds, enough food to fill a dozen average humans was gone.
Patting their stomachs slightly, the two paused for a second and then opened their mouths once again.
"More!"
It was then that King Dedede walked in on the scene. He saw the impossibly oversized sandwiches appear in his fellow King's hands, and immediately waddled over to join in.
"Hey, you guys're eatin' food like this and ya didn't invite me!?"
"Eating contest," the blue creature said, stepping between the duck and the sandwiches, "You no enter."
"Whaaaat!? Now you're gonna say I can't have any?"
The pink creature also stepped in, crossing its tiny arms and scowling.
"You too, Kirby? Come on! Can't I just have a little..."
He reached for one of the sandwiches, and almost immediately the two hungry critters attacked. The blue-skinned one pulled a giant fork out from within its apron and smacked the fat duck in the gut with the flat side of it, while Kirby leaped into the air and kicked him in the face; the combined force of the two attacks sent him flying backward into a wall, smashing a Dedede-shaped hole in it and landing in another room.
"Now we eat!"
"Yeah!"
El Garbanzo, (constructive criticism) I would strongly suggest not adding "-a" to everything Mario says
Wait, why is BK still alive?
Don't tell me he beat Macho Man. That's... just no.