How Did This Happen? - TGHow Did This Happen? - TG
I recieved a letter from a person that called themself K. I went to the adress on the card. The place looked something like an abandoned warehouse. It had no entrance that I can see.
"Can't find a door, make your own," I said. I clapped my hands, transmuted two giant steel doors, and entered the building. They disappeared after I was in.
I walked around the dimly lit place. It was filled with empty boxes and other crap. I stopped in a small square area.
"It's the right time so where is this K?"
After saying that I started to feel weird, especially in my right arm, which is really weird. I pulled off the glove and pulled the sleeve up as far up as it would go. The plating on my shoulder melted away and my right arm was starting to become real.
It hurt, so much in fact that I kneeled to the ground. I looked at my arm and saw the metal becoming bone. As it finished becoming bone it started to fill with marrow.
Then all the blood vessels, joints, and muscles start
Witch At The Mall - TGWitch At The Mall - TG
Yuma was scoping out an abandoned mall with his binoculars, looking for a target. Out in the distance he saw Shoubu coming his way.
"Gonna need a disguise if I want to make this fight fair," he thought.
He looked around a found a store called "The Chieftain's Hut" behind him. He went inside and found a bunch of generic stuff, though he did manage to find a kachina mask and a cloak. After he put them on he headed towards Shoubu.
When he was close to him he said, while disguising his voice, "Hey, you're Shoubu."
Shoubu replied with, "And you are?"
"Oh nobody really. Just a man in strange wear."
Shoubu just started to walk away, but Yuma followed and was a ahead of him by a few centimeters.
"Look, are you okay? Do you need something?" Shoubu asked.
"Am I okay? Do I need something?" Yuma clapped his hands under his cloak and continued. "Actually, now that you mention it," he touched Shoubu and transmuted his cores, "I need this fight to be fairer."
Shoubu jumped back
Yoshi to Yumi Ch2Chapter 2 Busted:No longer Yoshi
Yoshi went into the gym and saw the girls training their Pokemon or doing girl stuff.The only thought that was going through his head was "This is so wrong,this is so wrong,this is wrong." The place looked really nice with the pretty decorations and had some flowers in the corners and a few other places.
Yoshi heard the gym leader uses normal type so Gastly would be useful if it weren't for the fact he didn't know any poison moves.He thought he'd use his Dratini for the first Pokemon and Quilava for the last.Some girls were almost staring when Yoshi came in.They were fooled by his disguise."So far so good," he thought.He stopped in front of the gym leader Whitney.
"Hello I'm the Goldenrod gym leader Whitney.What's your name?" Whitney asked.Yoshi knew with his voice he'd do a terrible voice impression of a female so he tried to answer her in sign language."I'm sorry I don't understand sign language," Whitney said.She took a closer look at him."Follow me,
Necia's New Daughter - TGNecia's New Daughter - TG
Yuma was observing his next target through binoculars from his vantage. They were working on a couple of drawings.
"How long did you think you'd be safe from me, Shik'isn?" he spoke while continuing to watch the one known mainly as Sireontip.
He watched his plan unfold.
Sire's door was forced open by a snowy breeze. He started to shiver. A woman with blue skin started walking toward him.
"You are the one known as Sireontip, correct?" she asked him.
He turned to her and said, "Yeah, who are you?"
"I am Necia."
"Necia, that sounds familiar."
"It should. After all, it was your brother who sent me here."
"Brother? Shiatsili sent you? But why would he send you?" Then Sire realized it. "No way."
Necia put her hand on his forehead and said, as he became encased in ice, "You're quite a clever boy aren't you?"
Sire's last words were, "If you see Shiatsili, tell him I'll get him back for this."
His figure started to change. His shoulders grew narrow, his arms slender. H
Yuma tg ch1Chapter 1 We Are All Medical Experiments
It was your average day at the Wolf Trail Indian Reservation in New Mexico. Yuma was rding around on his horse. After he was of the land he could see a strange base in the distance. He stopped his horse when he saw figures walking out of it. He hurried back to the Rez on his horse. He notified his father Vaibhav, who is one of the owners, of this.
He got his best men and some of the rangers to confront them. When the invaders got on the Rez they spoke with one another. Vaibhav told the man who must own the base "I don't know if you're with the government, the military or what, but we need a notice and you need our approval if you want to do business here." The man replied "Here is my notice, I would like some of you to test an antitoxin that we made. There are diseases that are showing up in you people and we believe that this antitoxin may help prevent those. Do we have your approval?"
One of the rangers cocked his gun, pointed it at the man, a
Revenge For A Buddy - TGRevenge For A Buddy - TG
Yuma grabbed several weapons, as many as he could carry on his person, as he suited up for his next mission. Then he proceeded out.
"Right, target's name is Godendag and apparently he's a zombie. No problem thanks to my new trinket."
He went onto a building and scanned the surrounding area with his binoculars. He found Godendag, but he also found Othello with him.
"Oh great, that blue-haired bastard's with him. Let's see, if I fire an arrow into Othello's knee, then proceed to knock him out, then I use the trinket on Godendag. Yeah, that will work," Yuma spoke in his mind.
He took out his bow, latched an arrow, aimed and fired. Othello barely managed to see it coming. He didn't manage to dodge it, so it nailed him above his knee. Yuma transmuted a slide on the building and slid down to a lower building. He went back and forth until he was on the ground.
Then he punched Othello in the cheek with his right hand and kicked Godendag in the stomach. He headed toward
Birthday - TGBirthday - TG
Yuma walked to Kerina's house. She called him over for some reason and he decided to find out what it was she wanted. After he entered her house she greeted him.
"Take a seat."
They both sat down and discussed Yuma's being there.
"So why did you ask me to come here?" Yuma asked.
"Well you see, it's Kevin's birthday today and it will be occuring shortly, but I'd like him to celebrate it as Kaitlyn."
"So why don't you zap himself yourself?"
"Because, that would be expected of me and I'd like this to be a surprise. And honestly, who would expect you to do it?"
Yuma then asked a question he shouldn't have asked. "And what makes you think I won't just walk out of here?"
"Take a look at your hand," she told him.
He looked at his left hand. It was thinner -- feminine. His hair started growing longer. "All right, all right! I'll do it," he said. After that those features returned to normal.
Yuma geaded out towards Kevin's house. When he was near the ho
Adahy Silverwolf; Cherokee teen, was on a crazy run. He was not running from Blackfeets or Senecas or Chickasas. Nor bears nor wolves. He was on a run for his life from the government.
Each day more and more Natives mysteriously disappeared. And more and more people were forgetting the Natives. Some, if not all, Natives suspected the government had something to do with it.
It all started that night. Him and his family were watching tv when someone knocked on the door. His mom asked "Who is it?" The person answered "I'm with the government. I really need to talk to you." Adahy's mom told him to hide in his room and if they were taken out of their home to run away, as far down as he could.
He did so, and it turned it out the man took his mother and father somewhere. He grabbed some provisions and headed out his window. However, it seems that they knew another person was still in his house. Shortly, after running he saw two men from the government chasing him. He he weaved his
Duel - TGDuel - TG
Yuma was in an abandonded mansion, searching for his foe. "First room, big mansion. This is going a bitch," he said. "I'm still going to win this thing though."
He made his way to the dining room, checked all the cupboards and under the table. He found nothing.
"Nothing but dust," he sneezed, "I'd better finish this quick. My dust allergy's starting to act up."
He hastened his exploration of the mansion.
He checked the bedrooms and found nothing. He checked: the kitchen, the pool room, the indoor swimming pool, the den, and even the game room. He still found nothing.
He needed to hurry. With each room he felt his allergies get stronger, and at any sneeze his foe could find his location and sneak up on him.
One last room, it was a room designed like a little theatre. Yuma started looking around again. It was only seconds before another sneeze, and after that he felt someone drop on him.
"I win this time, Yuma," the man said. It was his friend Phoenix. He put his arm on Yuma's
Miley Cyrus TG
Mat had always been very against anything Disney; no matter what it was he didn't willingly watch or listen to any of Disney's "manufactured" teen celebrities and their shows. The one he couldn't stand the most was Miley Cirus, she combined his two least favorite things, country music and Disney pop stardom. He did everything he could to stay away from everything Disney, but sadly his little sister was a huge fan of shows on Disney. She was particularly fond of Miley Cyrus and her show Hannah Montana. Mat was a good older brother to his sister, Haley, but no matter what, he refused to watch Hannah Montana with her. Earlier in the month Haley bet that if Mat's best friend ever got a girlfriend Mat would have to watch Hannah Montana with her. Once Mat's friend Eric got a girlfriend he tried to hide it from Haley as long as he could, but Cindy, Eric's girlfriends little sister, told Haley. Haley kept on trying to get Mat to watch it with her, but he made himself busy, hanging out with fri