Chapter 5
Slade and Robin's battlestaff's connected between them, and they both jumped back. Slade charged, but Robin blocked his battlestaff with his own. However, Robin didn't expect Slade to kick his legs out from under him, causing him to fall to the ground.
"You've gotten sloppy, Robin," said Slade, looking down upon Robin. "Have I really been gone for that long?"
"I don't know what you've been up to, Slade," replied Robin, hatred in his eyes. "But I'll stop you like I always do."
"'Always do'? If you always stop me, then how am I still here? As I recall, you couldn't even defeat an illusion of me. What makes you think you'll win thi
Chapter 4
I let my emotions get in the way again Raven thought to herself. I can't let that happen again. I could've hurt my friends.
She had fled to the top of a building after her encounter with Mumbo had gone sour. She stayed there for hours, crying to herself. She tried meditating, but her thoughts always strayed to Nick, and she couldn't concentrate. So, she instead decided to stay there until she thought her emotions were stable enough to return back to Titans Tower. Little did she know, Robin had been watching her for the past half hour, studying her, trying to figure out why she would let her emotions get the best of her.
"You know
Chapter 3
A mile below the Earth's crust, Slade was thinking.
He wasn't thinking of his failure at capturing and destroying the Teen Titans for the hundredth time. He wasn't thinking of his failure at recruiting the H.I.V.E. Five to his team. He also wasn't thinking of sex with that hooker last night, which ended in him killing her and keeping his money. No, he was thinking of Dark Matter.
He was thinking of the deal he had made with him earlier this month. He was thinking of what he actually looked like, since he was always hidden in the shadows every time they talked on screen. And, he was thinking of why he was late. Dark Matter was nev
Chapter 2
"Oh, but I'm just getting started," said Mumbo. He lifted his wand, pointed it at the group, and said, "Mumbo Jumbo!"
Eight missiles flew out from his wand and detonated right in front of the Titans. They all dodged the attack, and Robin yelled, "Titans, go!"
Starfire threw starbolts at Mumbo, but he quickly whipped his top hat to catch the bolts, and they flew back out of the hat, hitting Starfire and sending her down. Cyborg ran at him for a punch, but Mumbo simply jumped right over him, stepping on his head on his way. Robin extended his battle staff to engage, but Mumbo waved his wand, and said "Hocus Pocus!" Robin's staff qu
Chapter I
Mumbo Jumbo wasn't one for tricks. Unless, of course, he was the one who made them. Unfortunately, he had encountered a very mean trick while breaking into an ATM machine. A flashing "T" was blinking on the screen, and Mumbo knew exactly what that meant.
"BAH! I don't want those bozos coming and ruining my fun," he said to himself. "Looks like I'll have to skip to the grand finale!" He pointed his wand at the screen with one of his gloved hands, stroking his thin white goatee, thinking of an appropriate spell to use. After thinking, he recited the spell he knew quite well: "Mumbo Jumbo!"
The flashing "T" was replaced by a smiling
Introduction
The night air was still and cool over the cemetery that night. The fog that lay like a blanket created an eerie stillness, as if the place was holding its breath. The full moon cast shadows of the graves and trees, and there was not a sound to be heard.
A typical night in the cemetery thought the night guard.
It wasn't that he admired working at night and sleeping during the day. In fact, he would quit as soon as he could. But he recently got a raise, and figured he had to do something to pay for the food on the table. And if this was his only option, then he wasn't complaining.
The night guard paced down a row of graves,
The commotion of the construction site returned to Tyler's mind, and he quickly snapped back into real time. He turned around to find the whole staff staring at him as they worked. After about a minute of silence, Tyler yelled out, "Alright, back to work, the lot of ya!"
Running a construction yard was harder than it looked, and it looked pretty damn hard. But that wasn't the only thing Commander Armstrong had to do today. Later, he had to make his daily round to headquarters and report on the progress of the computers. Not that he enjoyed working for a kid younger than he was. He never even met this "far-site" guy, yet he still did things
Jake the Serial Killer
was a messed-up, deadly soul,
With a black homburg and a leather coat
and two eyes that looked like coal.
Jake the Serial Killer
is a fairy tale, they say;
He was made of hate, but the children grate
At the site of him everyday day.
There must have been some machine guns in that old black hat he found,
For when he placed it on his head, he began to fire around.
Jake the Serial Killer
was as deadly as could be,
And the children say he would laugh and play
When Hell freezes over for you and me.
Jake the Serial Killer
knew the children were ripe that day,
So he said, "Let's run and we'll have some fun
Victor the Big-Nosed Italian by mickfalo, literature
Literature
Victor the Big-Nosed Italian
You know Guido and Luigi
And Gabriel and Mario,
Giovanni and Angelo
And Emilio and Antonio.
But do you recall
The most famous Italian of all?
Victor the big-nosed Italian
Had a very...well, you know.
And if you ever saw it
You could even say it can grow.
(like Pinnochio)
All of the other Italians
Used to laugh and call him names
(like an Ebreo)
They never let poor Victor
Play in any Italian games
(like Monopolio)
Then one foggy Ognissanti
Pasqual came to say
"Victor with your nose so big
Won't you smell my pasta and fig?"
Then all the Italians loved him
And they shouted out with glee
("Impressionante!")
"Victor the big
(Sung like "Twelve Days of Christmas")
On the first day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
A Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the second day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Two Mason's sleeping
and a Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the third day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Three Daniel's Asian
Two Mason's sleeping
and a Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Four Ben's eating
Three Daniel's Asian
Two Mason's sleeping
and a Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Five Jared's writing!
Four Ben's eating
Chapter 5
Slade and Robin's battlestaff's connected between them, and they both jumped back. Slade charged, but Robin blocked his battlestaff with his own. However, Robin didn't expect Slade to kick his legs out from under him, causing him to fall to the ground.
"You've gotten sloppy, Robin," said Slade, looking down upon Robin. "Have I really been gone for that long?"
"I don't know what you've been up to, Slade," replied Robin, hatred in his eyes. "But I'll stop you like I always do."
"'Always do'? If you always stop me, then how am I still here? As I recall, you couldn't even defeat an illusion of me. What makes you think you'll win thi
Chapter 4
I let my emotions get in the way again Raven thought to herself. I can't let that happen again. I could've hurt my friends.
She had fled to the top of a building after her encounter with Mumbo had gone sour. She stayed there for hours, crying to herself. She tried meditating, but her thoughts always strayed to Nick, and she couldn't concentrate. So, she instead decided to stay there until she thought her emotions were stable enough to return back to Titans Tower. Little did she know, Robin had been watching her for the past half hour, studying her, trying to figure out why she would let her emotions get the best of her.
"You know
Chapter 3
A mile below the Earth's crust, Slade was thinking.
He wasn't thinking of his failure at capturing and destroying the Teen Titans for the hundredth time. He wasn't thinking of his failure at recruiting the H.I.V.E. Five to his team. He also wasn't thinking of sex with that hooker last night, which ended in him killing her and keeping his money. No, he was thinking of Dark Matter.
He was thinking of the deal he had made with him earlier this month. He was thinking of what he actually looked like, since he was always hidden in the shadows every time they talked on screen. And, he was thinking of why he was late. Dark Matter was nev
Chapter 2
"Oh, but I'm just getting started," said Mumbo. He lifted his wand, pointed it at the group, and said, "Mumbo Jumbo!"
Eight missiles flew out from his wand and detonated right in front of the Titans. They all dodged the attack, and Robin yelled, "Titans, go!"
Starfire threw starbolts at Mumbo, but he quickly whipped his top hat to catch the bolts, and they flew back out of the hat, hitting Starfire and sending her down. Cyborg ran at him for a punch, but Mumbo simply jumped right over him, stepping on his head on his way. Robin extended his battle staff to engage, but Mumbo waved his wand, and said "Hocus Pocus!" Robin's staff qu
Chapter I
Mumbo Jumbo wasn't one for tricks. Unless, of course, he was the one who made them. Unfortunately, he had encountered a very mean trick while breaking into an ATM machine. A flashing "T" was blinking on the screen, and Mumbo knew exactly what that meant.
"BAH! I don't want those bozos coming and ruining my fun," he said to himself. "Looks like I'll have to skip to the grand finale!" He pointed his wand at the screen with one of his gloved hands, stroking his thin white goatee, thinking of an appropriate spell to use. After thinking, he recited the spell he knew quite well: "Mumbo Jumbo!"
The flashing "T" was replaced by a smiling
Introduction
The night air was still and cool over the cemetery that night. The fog that lay like a blanket created an eerie stillness, as if the place was holding its breath. The full moon cast shadows of the graves and trees, and there was not a sound to be heard.
A typical night in the cemetery thought the night guard.
It wasn't that he admired working at night and sleeping during the day. In fact, he would quit as soon as he could. But he recently got a raise, and figured he had to do something to pay for the food on the table. And if this was his only option, then he wasn't complaining.
The night guard paced down a row of graves,
The commotion of the construction site returned to Tyler's mind, and he quickly snapped back into real time. He turned around to find the whole staff staring at him as they worked. After about a minute of silence, Tyler yelled out, "Alright, back to work, the lot of ya!"
Running a construction yard was harder than it looked, and it looked pretty damn hard. But that wasn't the only thing Commander Armstrong had to do today. Later, he had to make his daily round to headquarters and report on the progress of the computers. Not that he enjoyed working for a kid younger than he was. He never even met this "far-site" guy, yet he still did things
Jake the Serial Killer
was a messed-up, deadly soul,
With a black homburg and a leather coat
and two eyes that looked like coal.
Jake the Serial Killer
is a fairy tale, they say;
He was made of hate, but the children grate
At the site of him everyday day.
There must have been some machine guns in that old black hat he found,
For when he placed it on his head, he began to fire around.
Jake the Serial Killer
was as deadly as could be,
And the children say he would laugh and play
When Hell freezes over for you and me.
Jake the Serial Killer
knew the children were ripe that day,
So he said, "Let's run and we'll have some fun
Victor the Big-Nosed Italian by mickfalo, literature
Literature
Victor the Big-Nosed Italian
You know Guido and Luigi
And Gabriel and Mario,
Giovanni and Angelo
And Emilio and Antonio.
But do you recall
The most famous Italian of all?
Victor the big-nosed Italian
Had a very...well, you know.
And if you ever saw it
You could even say it can grow.
(like Pinnochio)
All of the other Italians
Used to laugh and call him names
(like an Ebreo)
They never let poor Victor
Play in any Italian games
(like Monopolio)
Then one foggy Ognissanti
Pasqual came to say
"Victor with your nose so big
Won't you smell my pasta and fig?"
Then all the Italians loved him
And they shouted out with glee
("Impressionante!")
"Victor the big
(Sung like "Twelve Days of Christmas")
On the first day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
A Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the second day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Two Mason's sleeping
and a Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the third day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Three Daniel's Asian
Two Mason's sleeping
and a Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the fourth day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Four Ben's eating
Three Daniel's Asian
Two Mason's sleeping
and a Jake Morris hung on a tree.
On the fifth day of Christmas,
my best friend sent to me
Five Jared's writing!
Four Ben's eating
Chapter 5
Slade and Robin's battlestaff's connected between them, and they both jumped back. Slade charged, but Robin blocked his battlestaff with his own. However, Robin didn't expect Slade to kick his legs out from under him, causing him to fall to the ground.
"You've gotten sloppy, Robin," said Slade, looking down upon Robin. "Have I really been gone for that long?"
"I don't know what you've been up to, Slade," replied Robin, hatred in his eyes. "But I'll stop you like I always do."
"'Always do'? If you always stop me, then how am I still here? As I recall, you couldn't even defeat an illusion of me. What makes you think you'll win thi
Chapter 4
I let my emotions get in the way again Raven thought to herself. I can't let that happen again. I could've hurt my friends.
She had fled to the top of a building after her encounter with Mumbo had gone sour. She stayed there for hours, crying to herself. She tried meditating, but her thoughts always strayed to Nick, and she couldn't concentrate. So, she instead decided to stay there until she thought her emotions were stable enough to return back to Titans Tower. Little did she know, Robin had been watching her for the past half hour, studying her, trying to figure out why she would let her emotions get the best of her.
"You know
Chapter 3
A mile below the Earth's crust, Slade was thinking.
He wasn't thinking of his failure at capturing and destroying the Teen Titans for the hundredth time. He wasn't thinking of his failure at recruiting the H.I.V.E. Five to his team. He also wasn't thinking of sex with that hooker last night, which ended in him killing her and keeping his money. No, he was thinking of Dark Matter.
He was thinking of the deal he had made with him earlier this month. He was thinking of what he actually looked like, since he was always hidden in the shadows every time they talked on screen. And, he was thinking of why he was late. Dark Matter was nev
Chapter 2
"Oh, but I'm just getting started," said Mumbo. He lifted his wand, pointed it at the group, and said, "Mumbo Jumbo!"
Eight missiles flew out from his wand and detonated right in front of the Titans. They all dodged the attack, and Robin yelled, "Titans, go!"
Starfire threw starbolts at Mumbo, but he quickly whipped his top hat to catch the bolts, and they flew back out of the hat, hitting Starfire and sending her down. Cyborg ran at him for a punch, but Mumbo simply jumped right over him, stepping on his head on his way. Robin extended his battle staff to engage, but Mumbo waved his wand, and said "Hocus Pocus!" Robin's staff qu
Chapter I
Mumbo Jumbo wasn't one for tricks. Unless, of course, he was the one who made them. Unfortunately, he had encountered a very mean trick while breaking into an ATM machine. A flashing "T" was blinking on the screen, and Mumbo knew exactly what that meant.
"BAH! I don't want those bozos coming and ruining my fun," he said to himself. "Looks like I'll have to skip to the grand finale!" He pointed his wand at the screen with one of his gloved hands, stroking his thin white goatee, thinking of an appropriate spell to use. After thinking, he recited the spell he knew quite well: "Mumbo Jumbo!"
The flashing "T" was replaced by a smiling
Introduction
The night air was still and cool over the cemetery that night. The fog that lay like a blanket created an eerie stillness, as if the place was holding its breath. The full moon cast shadows of the graves and trees, and there was not a sound to be heard.
A typical night in the cemetery thought the night guard.
It wasn't that he admired working at night and sleeping during the day. In fact, he would quit as soon as he could. But he recently got a raise, and figured he had to do something to pay for the food on the table. And if this was his only option, then he wasn't complaining.
The night guard paced down a row of graves,
Ch.1: Day Dreams and Nightmares
Raven gave slight moan at every kiss that she received, closing her violet eyes as she grabbed onto his back. She arched herself as his lips trailed up her neck, going from a sensitive kiss to playful nips. Suddenly the pleasurable action stopped. Raven opened her eyes, looking into the deep emerald ones above hers. At the sight of Beast Boy's own cocky grin, Raven gave a small smile to herself.
A slight jolt went down her spine as her eyes popped open. She awoke to find her sheets had been gripped close to her neck, her left leg arched and uncovered into the air. The same smile that had parted her lips, seem
Introduction
The night air was still and cool over the cemetery that night. The fog that lay like a blanket created an eerie stillness, as if the place was holding its breath. The full moon cast shadows of the graves and trees, and there was not a sound to be heard.
A typical night in the cemetery thought the night guard.
It wasn't that he admired working at night and sleeping during the day. In fact, he would quit as soon as he could. But he recently got a raise, and figured he had to do something to pay for the food on the table. And if this was his only option, then he wasn't complaining.
The night guard paced down a row of graves,
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Well, I'm-a leave you guys for a while....OK, a week.
But during that week, I'll be in Cancun (Mexico), contemplating book ideas, listening to music, and doing a heck of a lot of walking.
And, about Teen Titans.....I think it's off for the meantime. I've been writing it in a journal and not been putting it inside of deviantART. I might start my zombie/2012 book here, but I'm not sure...
Oh my god, what a week it's been.
My jaw is killing me, I had my wisdom teeth removed, my friend gave his love a flower (she rejected him), and I haven't written a single chapter of Teen Titans.
Oh, and I was sick as a dog on Tuesday. Not that you care.
But I'm trying to write Teen Titans as best as I can, but it's hard to write when your feeling terrible. But I is trying.
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