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Jason Chronicles: Home Again? Book 3: Chapter 5THE CHRONICLES OF JASON DRUMMOND
Book Three: Home Again?
Chapter 5: Questions
"...that is your grandma??” Selina asked.
“Yep.” Jason said, acting fairly casual in spite of the situation.
“That sniper rifle carrying old lady is your grandmother?” Selina asked.
“Uh-huh.” Jason said. “She also taught me how to fight and use different weapons.”
“And me!!” Jamie said, still hugging his grandmother.
“Correct.” Sophia said, now sounding serious as she pulled away from Jamie. “Now Jason, mind telling me why you look like that spiny rat from those games of yours, who this furry girl is-“
“I’m not a furry!!” Selina snapped, turning into her human form with the push of a button on her bracelet.”
“-and why your brother is a robot with weapons?” Sophia Drummond asked, putting away the rifle in its casing and ignoring Selina’s remark.
Boss Profile: James WalkerBoss Profile: James Walker
After being summoned there by a fake message supposedly sent by his bro, Jamie has to fend off a gangster armed with high-tech weaponry in his first solo boss fight.
BOSS NUMBER: 14
CLASS 7 GANGSTER WITH EXOSUIT
FIGHTERS: Jamie Drummond.
ARENA: NEIGHBORHOOD CUL-DE-SAC
CONDITIONS: the battle takes place in the air in a style similar to the Clockwerk boss in Sly Cooper & the Thievius Raccoonus, or most 3-D Super Sonic fights in the Sonic series. Jamie can go in to attack whenever Jason gets James with a chaos Arrow, or when Jamie stuns him.
Arm-Blade: A long, heated metal blade emerges from his right arm which he slashes at Jamie with.
APOLLO laser cannon: James fires out several laser shots.
EXILE Harpoon: A metal spear with barbs shoots out and impales Jamie, shocking him before Jason severs it with a thrown Chaos emerald.
Flying Press: James flies in
GENESIS: SONIC ADVENTURE INTROGENESIS: SONIC ADVENTURE
South America, 67 years ago
Deep in the Amazon jungle, a temple stood, old with time and harboring many secrets, very few of them pleasant. The silence of the area was broken when several trucks drove into the area. Within them were the world’s most advanced scientists and engineers along with a small platoon of soldiers.
“Is all the equipment set up??” a scientist with a cane, spikey blonde hair, and a goatee asked.
“Yes Dr. Weever, you’re good to go.” A soldier wearing a G.U.N. uniform confirmed.
“Excellent!!” an overweight man with no hair, but a large, white mustache proudly said, smiling.
“What do you think is giving off the energy, Professor Kintobor?” Ryan Weever asked.
“I’m not certain…” Gerald Kintobor said. “But hopefully it’s something useful. G.U.N.’s getting impatient.”
“Don’t worry my friend, we
Romantic Sonic One-Shots, Introducton.Lucas sat on his bed, quietly reading some comic books, boredout of his mind. But then he overheard me speaking and decided to respond.
“Mind telling me why you’re here instead of working on the Jason chronicles, Genesis, the Memoirs of a Supervillain, or any of the other projects?” Lucas asked me, looking up from his comic.
Cause I’ve got a job for ya, Lucas.
Immediately, some papers appeared at the foot of his bed, which he began to read.
“Aright, lemme see…..” Lucas said, taking out his glasses to read them. “Oh, this is new… and you want me to be the host for this?”
“......” Lucas grinned. “I accept.”
“Ahem.” Lucas said, clearing his throat. “Now, a lot of the fans in the Sonic community can be real jerks at times, especially when it comes to who should be in love with who. And a lot of the fanfics, while good, can
Jason: book 3: Home Again? Chapter 4THE CHRONICLES OF JASON DRUMMOND
Book Three: Home Again?
Chapter 4: Jamie's Return
Jason laid there, paralyzed with fear as Walker slowly approached him, a cable arcing with electricity trailing along behind him.
“I always knew that I’d be able to take you down…. Granted, I didn’t imagine it would be like this,” James said aiming his short sword at Jason’s throat, “but I’m not complaining. Maybe I’ll take that pelt of yours as a trophy. Or sell it on the internet.”
Before he could blast in Jason’s face though, he was rammed away by a fast moving black blur.
“Ja-Jamie???” Jason coughed out from the smoke, both shocked and relieved to see him.
“Yeah, I got your message Jason!! Don’t worry!!” Jamie called back, punching and kicking James.
“Message?” Selina asked.
“First cartoon animals and now robots!? This is getting pretty screwed up!!!” James
Boss File: Flint FredricksonBoss Profile: Flint Fredrickson While out on a date with Selina hardy, Jason gets ambushed by Flint, who's armed himself with high-tech gauntlets!!
BOSS NUMBER: 13
CLASS 7 GANGSTER WITH ADVANCED WEAPONRY
FIGHTERS: Jason R Drummond (Human form).
ARENA: Dean & Sam's Bar & Grill
CONDITIONS: Every now and then, Flint's gauntlets will overheat, and he'll stop, shaking his hands in pain. Jason needs to use this time to attack him with his guitar. Occasionally he'll hide behind the bar, so Jason will need to wait until he's taking a drink, before shooting the bottle with one of his weapons.
Energized Fighting: Flint runs forward, attacking Jason repeatedly with punches and kicks that do a lot of damage. In extreme mode he has cerated blades emerge from his gauntlets, which do extra damage.
Laser Shots: Flint fires off single laser shots, eventually stopping due to his gauntlets overheating.
[Creepypasta] We're expecting.It took us almost two years of trying,two years of waiting, of being let down and two awful years of losing that small ray of hope that was invested in our hearts,waiting to have that little someone that would call me dad and call Michelle, mom. The last time we tried, we were notified that Michelle was not able to conceive a child. I tried so hard to look at the bright side, to cheer her up. But I saw, oh I saw, how the lights faded from her beautiful emerald eyes and how her beautiful smile, it looked so nervous and hopeful, turned into a sorrowful one. She didn't cry, something I expected her to do once she was told.
How I wish that was the reaction she gave, when she was told she wouldn't be able to have children that looked like us. Maybe a beautiful girl with wavy long locks like her mother that would inherit my hazel eyes, or a little boy with her mesmerizing emerald eyes and my ebony hair. None of that would come, it all came down to a silently awkward ride back h
Creepypasta: I Don't Want to be Part of Your WorldCreepypasta: I Don’t Want to be Part of Your World
September 27, 2014
This is Alex Pierce, reporting in his journal on the off chance that this expedition accomplishes anything it was supposed to. Personally, I think this whole thing is a snipe hunt. There’s no way someone could have survived in the Amazon for this long, but reports of a “wild man” in these parts have bolstered the Morrison’s confidence that their son might have survived that plane crash. God, how long ago would that have been? Five, six, maybe seven years? I didn’t read the report, to be honest. Not like I need to. No chance in Hell that he’s anything but a carcass. We’ll go in here, find nothing, report back as such, shatter their hopes and get the remaining half of our payment. All in a day’s work.
There is one interesting thing that bears mentioning though. As the helicopter was touching down I noticed a few contrails of smoke on the horizon, indicating a brush
INFORMATION LEAK~ BRINEARY'S TRUE IDENTITY.INFORMATION LEAK~ BRINEARY'S TRUE IDENTITY.
WHAT IF I TOLD YOU...
This whole entire time, Brineary wasn't originally from Minecraft?
But from an
What I’m saying He’s technically an Alien AI/Entity/poltergeist thing. That Destroys things for the fun of it.
After hiding this since I created ths "Herobrine copy" I finally told you all the truth.
*THE MORE YOU KNOWWWW*
The eyes, watch for the eyes.
That's how you know, the only sign before hell breaks.
How did it start? Just rumors, that's all there is. Some say some invasive species from some jungle. Others say in the main cities, festering in subway cars and on public buses. No one knows for sure.
The desolate say it's the end. The hopeful say it will be solved soon. The desperate ignore the first two and only survive. The blind only follow those in charge, wasting away in quarantine for no other reason than to live maybe a minute longer.
The eyes, look into the eyes.
The only way to know.
It was quiet at first, isolated events, no connections. Then it spread. Every nation blames the other. False prophets gain their income off of the fall of the masses.
They lay dormant. Unmoving until startled. They look normal until they feed. It's only the eyes that really change.
All color dies from the iris, the pupil a dark void in a sea of black, cobwebbing, throbbing veins. A wet milky sh
Creepypasta: SombrusThis is a story about two friends. Their names were Ian and Jake. Ian was 25 years old and had red shaggy hair and a few hairs on his chin. Jake was 27 years old, and he had black scraggly hair and wore glasses. They lived near the woods at the bottom south of Australia.
It was a cold, breezy night, and Jake was at Ian’s cabin. While Ian was smoking pot, Jake was looking up creatures from urban legends on his iPhone. He then found out about a creature that he had never heard of. It was called a Sombrus, which was some kind of animal mixed between a canine and a marsupial. “Ian, mate, you gotta see this.” He called over his stoned friend. “What’s up, Jake?” Ian asked. “There’s this monster thing called a Sombrus, which is like, some kind of wild marsupial dog, and it lives in woods, like where we are. Let’s go look for it.” Ian then replied, “You’re pretty crazy, mate. I think I’ll come.” So they packed
Jessie Shorts VI(Obsessions of an Over Achiever)
Jessie sat on Mark’s desk, arms crossed and foot shaking impatiently, more like aggressively,” Dame, how long are you going to stare at that red A?” They were at school in a classroom alone, Mark had the privilege to be allowed to stay in the building after school hours while clubs are going on in other parts of the place.
Mark and Jessie have known each other for only a month. Just with that month Jessie has learned lots of things about Marks life and obsessions. Mark has a goal, it’s to be the top of every class with the word ‘Honors’ or ‘Advanced’ in its name. Chemistry honors, Algebra Honors, English Honors, and so on. He’s been going to school every day when there’s classes, even when he’s sick just so he wouldn’t miss anything important or assignments. But in the beginning of the school year he starte
A Halloween Like None BeforeA Halloween Like None Before
The night of 30 October was scarcely the night that most folk usually celebrated as All Hallows' Eve. Throughout the edge of the town of Salem, Massachusetts, long noted for its former crazed witch hunts and unfounded accusations of black magic. None were ever proven or even investigated.
But despite the shady past in the town, the date in 2013 was more like a new arrival than a revival of old characters. The first upon the scene was a faint, aged and seemingly ruminating figure of a man wearing a high top hat and the dark clothes of mystics and undertakers alike. His gaze was stony and cool, yet indubitably sharp like an eagle. He strolled the back lane of the main road, isolated and unobserved, muttering eldritch words that had no resemblance to any known human tongue. He scanned the doorways and windows of the houses he passed thoroughly. Some windows revealed the glow of electric lights; others revealed the dim glow of a candle.
However, neither a
The Closet Monster Info Dump (1 Year Special)
As many of you know, it is my babies first birthday today! ;v; So you guys get a special information dump on her! ^^
Name: Hailey Nicole Geroto
Creepypasta Name: The Closet Monster
Age: It is unknown, but she claims to be either 14 or 15, but looks ten due to being killed at age ten, her growing halting, being locked in a freeze frame.
Theme Songs: Call me -- Shinedown
Second Chance -- Shinedown
Bio: Originally she had short brown hair, blue eyes, and a blue pendant, but when she was killed by her best friends brother, and his friends, them being a part of a satanic cult, she was labeled as a "Closet Child", children who have been lost in tragic ways, hers being stabbed to death in an old abandoned church. Her looks changed to match those of her 'Master' (The term is lightly used, since she doesn't follow orders, just feeds for him) she gained long, coal black hair, dull, glazed over, greyish pink eyes, and a red pendant. Merlee, her 'Master', took her in, and gave her a second chance.
The StormThe Storm
That night the seasonal thunderstorm was earlier than recorded for that time; and it lingered longer than usual. Thunder clapped in sundry locations. Lightning flashed with a glow that was, or, to most residents of the town, seemed, untypical of such weather. The roads were not heavily flooded, but the water refused to flow and residents dreaded snakes.
Along the byways, there wears the raucous chirping of crickets and the croak of frogs; but listeners swore that they heard human or alien language. When they reported to the authority concerned, the officer on duty was skeptical. He attributed it to seasonal fear. The date was October 29, only a few nights before Halloween. Nonetheless, the citizens vowed that they heard voices.
"Go home and get some rest," the officer replied calmly.
They walked out and headed for their homes as advised. In the office, the officer and the receptionist chuckled. Then the receptionist said good night
Lucas' Monsters 3FROM THE JOURNAL OF LUCAS REMUS NOBLE
May 9, 1892
SUBJECT: How the Jahlcian Rippers Came to Be
My good friend & colleague Dr. Arthur Kintobor read my entry on the Jahlcian Rippers and asked me to tell him more about their origins, so I obliged and decided to also write their origins into my journal.
Many years ago, the Jahlcian was more or less similar to humanity in terms of basic culture, until a religious movement was founded. The move believed that as everything in the universe was connected, they had to reuse everything, from containers to the dead, but the latter obviously presented a problem.
That was, until a scientist named, and you must understand this is the closest I could get their language translated into English, Lkhgfe proposed his idea of the "Scavenger" machine, a robot that could be employed to do basic labor, yet run on the remains of corpses and scrap metal.
So for a long time the Rippers were basic drones, until the Jahlcian government decided to modi
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