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This is a collection of ideas that keep hitting me in the head. While I do love my story idea for Draconic Soul, I'm going to leave it as one chapter until I have motivation to focus on one story. So, now I'm going to be focusing on my creative tendencies and will go from there!
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Alphys pointed to an area of stats underneath the soul:
Name: [First and Last Name Redacted] Shiloh Blackwell
AT: 5
DF: 96
EXP: 1
LVL: 1
HP: 0.3/0.5
Shiloh blinked as she stared at her stats. “You’re going to have to break it down for me,” she quietly said. “I still don’t understand.”
“The first two are your offensive and defensive capabilities… EXP stands for execution points, meaning…” Alphys trailed off.
The brunette flinched, trying hard to remain stoic despite the sorrow that hit her like a ton of bricks. Ding.
HP: 0.2.5
*She was forced to
*It was Kill or be Killed; she didn’t want to -
I'm so Screwed by DragonFire234
Fandoms: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers (Bay Movies), Transformers: Prime
16 Nov 2024
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Catlyn glared down at the man before her. She knew there would be no going back if she proceeded, but she craved the vengeance that taunted her. The mechs that brought him before her had decided to let her decide his fate, and there was only so much she could do to hold back. She flexed her left hand as she bared her teeth; she felt like a lioness stalking her wounded prey who was unsuspecting of the outcome.
“It’s your decision on his punishment,” the mech standing off to the right behind me growled.
“I know,” the redhead replied, her green eyes boring into the terrified blue eyes of the man on his knees.
“P-Please..” he whimpered, tear tracks staining his cheeks.
Catlyn began to cackle, her eyes becoming wide and deranged. “Please? Please?! If you want mercy, beg.”
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Catlyn finds herself thrown into the Transformers universe after a weird and strange run-in with a bizarre orb claiming to be Megatron. Will she survive? Will she make friends and enemies? But, most importantly, who will she help: Autobots or Decepticons? -
Light and Dark by DragonFire234
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game), Underfell - Fandom, Sky: Children of the Light (Video Game)
22 Feb 2023
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They were Descendants. Children of the Sky from the Light Realm. They had to escort souls to their afterlife or fallen Descendants back to the constellations. Solina, being the stubborn person she is, decided to fly in Earth's Realm before a nasty storm blew her into the side of Mount Ebott. The wind caused her to ragdoll, which caused her to fall into the entrance of the Underground.
Ante and Star followed Solina's call to try to help her, but none of them expected the hostility that welcomed them. -
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She was going to survive, all she had to do was wait. When the skeleton monsters joined her, she felt pity that they were in her situation. When they finally broke out, she needed to get as far away from the humans as possible, to freedom. She didn't expect to meet other versions of the two skeleton brothers she met in her prison, and she didn't like that two were trying to intimidate her. If anyone was in charge, it was her. She wouldn't knuckle under while being tortured, and she wasn't about to start now.
I'm about half-way done with the next chapter, but it's going to be a kinda-sorta hiatus. that just means it's taking me way longer than anticipated to actually work on this story. See My Story for details :3
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Sylvie M. Boogeymann was your typical monster; quiet save for the occasional quips, mostly one-note, only had about two or three bulletpoints for her character development. She kept it that way for a reason-- the less people knew about her, the scarier she seemed. Hell, even her face was hidden behind a creepy mask.
All it took was one overconfident interaction with the Prince of Hell for her to go from specter to spectacle.
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14 Jul 2026
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Wow, this skeleton monster who came into the clinic you work at sure does keep adopting stray cats. He's kind of an idiot too, and his jokes are really inappropriate, and he may be a little excessively stabby...
You maybe might possibly be falling for him though? But good luck getting him to express a single genuine emotion lol.AKA, two idiots who are bad at emotions bond over cats. A lot of cats.
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10 Jun 2026
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You were an ordinary maintenance worker, part of the crew of the Aurora when it crash-landed on an alien world and left you stranded in a hostile ocean. There are probably worse places to be stuck; at least the scenery is pretty, and you've always been passionate about marine life and alien research.
...what exactly did your PDA mean by "multiple leviathan class lifeforms?"
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10 Jun 2026
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“Morning sweetheart.”
You turn, and the very first voice you hear sends your pulse racing. it hits you like the crack of a whip and your shoulders stiffen.
Douglas sighs under his breath. “Ah. And that,” he says in a tone of resigned amusement, “would be our resident… meteorological personality.”
You pivot.
Vincent Whittman leans casually against a camera rig, hands in his pockets, tie loosened, smirk firmly in place. Like he owns the air you’re breathing.
“Well,” he drawls, pushing off the rig and strolling over, “if it isn’t my favorite morning disruption.” Irony driping of his mouth.Your jaw clenches.
Douglas gestures politely but entirely uninterested.
“Miss, this is Mr. Vincent Whittman—our weather reporter.”Vincent steps closer, mismatched eyes gleaming with amused recognition.
Of course.
All of New York City, millions of people, and the one arrogant prick you managed to piss off before eight in the morning turns out to be a higher-ranked coworker.
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04 Dec 2025
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You managed to escape Vox in life.
His premature death granted you the freedom you had been seeking for years after making the mistake of marrying the psychotic bastard. Too bad you died less than two years after him.
Now, you were cursed to live in the shadows of Hell. Always looking over your shoulder for any sign of that crazed TV head.
You managed to make it 65 years before he discovered that you were down there with him. And this time, Vox had no intention of letting you go.
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03 Dec 2025