Cross Fuse Yourself!: Cross Fusion Megaman.EXE TF
One time, after school was over for the day, a 10 year old boy, named Lucas, who was a genius, had discovered a blue PET-like device and a synchro chip nearby. He took it to his friends base, where his friends were waiting for him. When he came to the base, his friends didn't know what the device was, but neither did Lucas himself. When he inserted the synchro chip into the PET-like device, the glow suddenly grew and engulfed the boy, changing him. His shoes changed into blue boots with some green on them as his pants and shirt merged together into a dark blue jumpsuit with light blue stripes on it. Metallic yellow shoulder guards formed onto his shoulders as a blue metallic backpack-like object formed on his back. A pair of blue gloves formed onto his hands as a blue helmet with some light blue, green, and yellow formed on his head, fitting onto his head as his hair spiked through the hole behind his helmet as his hair turned dark brown. The changes were noe completed. As the ball of
[commission] Raphael's Return [Raphael TF]
The thing that woke him up was the bright, brain-piercing light, that blasted straight through his closed eyelids, forcing them to open. It went straight through his mind, a horrible blaze cutting its way through his hazy consciousness. For a couple of seconds, he had no idea who he was, or where he was, or what he was even doing. It was a rude awakening, to say the least.
But, in spite of the horribly bright light that forced him awake, he couldn't see anything besides that. Everything around the light was in complete darkness. All he could see was just this horrible, blazing, artificial light shining directly at him, forcing his eyes to open, but making him squint at the pain.
Next there was the smell - dank and putrid. Like a bag of garbage left in the sun for a few days, but...without even the warmth. It was a cold, wet, smell, like a sewer, although there was also the unmistakable scent of a pizza, which...didn't mix well with the sewer smell - it was getting into his mouth, he co
pool toy punishment (balloon transformation)Stanley was an average 17 year old teen. He enjoyed video games, going out with friends and generally trying to be cool. It was difficult for him to fit in anywhere though but this time he convinced himself it would be different. He was invited to the community pool so he made sure to pack his swimming shorts and sun cream. He looked at himself in the mirror. blonde hair, green eyes, no facial hair. After trying to style himself he walked to the community pool where the party was being helled.
Once he was at the pool everyone was doing their own thing, he tried to strike up conversations but he was ignored. He never was too popular in crowds but he knew this and tried to find his friends. After a few minutes he sighed and lit up a cigarette infront of a door with "staff only" written on it.
"Oi! You! What do you think you are doing!" The life guard shouted to him as his shift finished. Stanley threw it away but the life guard took him by the arm.
"We don't allow smoking here. Also were
Making of a Special DollMaggie (The Spiritual Puppeteer)
Kyo was walking home from school that day. He was just a regular human stuck in a youkai filled world, youkai being demons. This place was called the Youkai world, a world sealed off from Earth, and where God puts all her magical, mythical, supernatural, and any other creatures that don't belong on Earth. Kyo, however, was a special one. He prayed to God to put him in a world like this, and it was granted by him getting lost in some woods and ending up here... It mirrored Earth, but instead of people and animals, it was inhabited with youkai, of course. Satyrs, Nymphs, Demons, Demon possessed people, phantoms, half phantoms, arm pit showing shrine maidens, you name it.
Now then, let's talk about Kyo. He was 18 years old, bright red hair that was short and slightly messy. His eye color matched his hair, and he wears a black sleeveless, black and red baggy pants (with black suspenders hanging off of them), boots, and fingerless gloves. Really, the punkish
[commission] Part of the Grind [Mimic TF]
The little jingle announcing a level up played out of the speakers of the 3DS. Level 35. That’d be enough for Nimzo, right? Might be cutting it a bit close, but he’d been doing this for so long...he kind of just wanted to get it over with. Will looked up from the DS at the clock, rubbing his eyes. It was starting to get late, almost midnight. He’d been at this for an hour. He yawned - he was way too tired to bother with (and probably fail at) taking on Nimzo. He scratched his brown hair, considering his options. He decided to sleep, and try again in the morning. He took the time to get his party to an inn and fully heal up, then saved, and closed the 3DS, setting it to the side. He got up from the bed so he could undress, get into some light pajamas, then turned out the light, and rolled back into bed.
Closing his eyes, he thought over what might be best tomorrow. Should he grind a couple of more levels even then, before taking on Nimzo? Should he just go straight for
[commission] Scarf to the Stars [Fox McCloud TF]
Despite having been on the ground for...well, he could only guess how long it had been there, the scarlet scarf felt smooth and comfortable, like it had just come out of the factory. Luke turned it over in his hands, wondering how such a fine object had ended up in this dingy alleyway.
He wasn’t totally sure why the red scarf had caught his eye enough that he’d gone to investigate it. It wasn’t anything close to what an officer on the beat handled - lost and found was desk work, more than anything else. Luke rubbed his thin, auburn beard, considering whether he should drive to the police station and hand it in. He checked his watch. His shift was almost over, and it was pretty late. He stifled a yawn, looking around. It didn’t seem like anything was about to happen here. The bars in the area were pretty quiet - it was only Wednesday, after all, hardly peak customer time. He’d take it in the morning.
But before that…
Police regulations generally
Infinite (Sonic Forces) TF (Request)Rick went to the local video game store to pick up his pre-ordered copy of Sonic Forces for the Nintendo Switch. When he arrived, there was a long line of people waiting to get their copies of the game, but Rick had a plan. He snuck behind the store, hid behind a dumpster, and saw a truck pull up to the back of the store.
The man driving the truck opened the back of the truck and took out a large box filled with Nintendo Switch games. Rick whistled from behind the dumpster to distract the man. "Huh? Who's there?" asked the man. He put the box down and went behind the dumpster to investigate the source of the whistle, but Rick quietly but quickly snuck his way to the truck, took out a pen, and cut the tape on the box.
Rick had little time left, so he quickly sorted through the games in the box in hopes of finding Sonic Forces. All he could find so far were copies of Splatoon 2, Breath of the Wild, Mario Kart 8 Deluxe, Super Mario Odyssey, and Dragon Ball Xenoverse 2. At the bottom of th
Rock you like a Hurricane!: Aero TF/MC
In some laboratory, Dylan was checking for something interesting. He then finds a strange blue, black, and golden helmet with fin-like appendages on it. He was confused and no one was here other than Dylan himself. He checked to make sure that the helmet was safe to wear and when he put on the helmet, it was a little too big for him. But suddenly, black, white, blue, and gold goo covered everything of himself except his face, which now had blue bands under his eyes due to the helmet. His clothes morphed into a black jumpsuit with his hands covered by white gloves that were attached to his black jumpsuit. The black, white, blue, and gold goo suddenly hardened into black, white, blue, and gold armor, while his shoes hardened and grew into large blue and white robotic boots with gold on each side. He was embarrassed about the armor and jumpsuit fitting his body, but suddenly he began to grow taller along with his armor and jumpsuit. He began to feel stronger as the helmets now fits on his
Experiments of the Night (MegaMan TF)
EXPERIMENTS OF THE NIGHT (MEGAMAN 1994 TF)
The thunder boomed in the distance as Jayson ran through the gloomy streets of his neighborhood. Yeah, it was one of THOSE days, a race against the rain… and the rain was winning. Every boom of thunder was closer and closer. He could hear the patter of the rain on the ground behind him. He was panting hard, he hasn't run this much in years! He had been running from the rain for over an hour with barely any breaks. Finally the rain pulled past him and started soaking him. Jayson sighed in defeat and slowed down. His house was just down the street anyway. He walked up to his front door to unlock it when he realized… he never locked it.
“Well shit, I better not have been robbed!”
He opened the door but everything was normal inside and he breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped inside and closed the door before taking off his wet shoes and cost and put them by a vent to dry. He stretched but then heard a bump come from upstai
A Night of Death (Freddy Krueger TF)
A NIGHT OF DEATH (FREDDY KRUEGER TF)
I scowled at my ‘friends' at the other side of the table. They were gushing over how smart my brother was even though it was MY birthday. So much for being my friends, all they care about is my goddamn brother. I feel like people only use me to get close to him and it pisses me off. I’m Ryan but i’m sure that none of you care, what’s the point of saying my age anyway? Pretty much everyone hates me for one reason or another and as a result, I return the hate in waves. I only had one true friend but he died of a terminal illness a few years back. I miss talking about all my problems to him. Now I just keep those bottled up. Even my own mother favors my brother over me, she tries to hide it but it’s so obvious I can’t even laugh. My father went missing when I was child and mom refused to talk about it… at least with me. She told my brother everything… EVERYTHING! Hearing my ‘friends’ give my b