Visr [2013-05-28 02:50:55 +0000 UTC]

Happy Birthday!

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punkucats [2013-01-30 09:45:02 +0000 UTC]

Hey what's up?

Haven't heard from ya in a while

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Onedera [2013-01-07 15:07:17 +0000 UTC]

Thank you for the watch!

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xtomatolove [2012-12-19 01:25:38 +0000 UTC]

thanks for the Watch!! <3

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Mobis-New-Nest [2012-12-01 23:12:46 +0000 UTC]

After finishing all your chores one Saturday afternoon you are interrupted by a knock at the door. You answer it to find an eccentrically dressed individual in front of you. He wore black dressed shoes with yellow dress pants, a matching yellow blazer with a yellow hat that had a yellow feather sticking outwards from the side. What made him more intriguing was the bright green face head that was under his hat, he smiled a very troll like smile that was draped over fine glistening white teeth that looked as if his oral health was second to none “Good afternoon nimrod, would you happen to be the individual who faved a piece at Mobis-New-Nest?” you reply with a nod “Excellent! I’m guessing this the part where I thank you for the fav? YOU’D LIKE TO THINK SO! HA! HA! I’m thinking maybe I could pie you in the face? Maybe a few slaps? Or even better how about a naked framed photo of you in the shower with “Thanks For The Fav” signed by yours truly? I think I’ll go with all the above” he said. He reaches into his blazer and pulls out a frame photo and hands it to you, you stand in shock and frustration at the naked framed photo of you, you look up at him angry “YOU SON OF A BI…” you yell but are cut off when the stranger shoves a bar of soap in your mouth “Tsk tsk such a potty mouth, maybe some slaps utta teach you a little lesson” he slaps you across the face left and right and then takes a pie and slaps you in the face with it then he leans into your right ear and says “That’s gotta hurt, Ha! Ha!”, you wipe away the cream and pie crust and reach for your boom stick, firing at the yellow stranger repeatedly yet you missed as he kept morphing into stranger characters like a Russian style male dancer or Elvis Presley to avoid your gun fire. Finally he turned into a cowboy and your finally hit him with a bullet “OW! You got me partner” he said while walking towards you and then falls in your arms. He looks up at you “Come closer Ed, it’s getting dark” looked away from you and coughed then looked back at you “Tell Auntie Emm to let old Yeller out” *cough* *cough* “Tell Scarlett I do give a damn” *cough* *cough* “Tell Mobis I did enjoying exposing, pieing and slapping all his favors” *cough* *cough* “Tell Tiny Tim I won’t be coming home this Christmas” this time instead of looking away to cough he coughed in your face while farting “Parden me” then he died in your arms. You let slip a tear and looked to sky yelling out in anguish as you regret killing the strange green faced man.

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TheJoanaPADJ [2012-11-16 22:35:14 +0000 UTC]

Thank you sooo much for the watch and for your support!!! It means a lot to me and it makes me sooo happy that you like my works!! Have a wonderful weekend!!! <3
And I'm very sorry for just thanking you now! ;___; I've been really busy and I do try to thank everyone but I just can't do it on time! u.u

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captchalogue-it [2012-11-06 02:39:39 +0000 UTC]

thanks. for the fave.

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HikariTenjou [2012-10-20 12:55:48 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the fave! ^^

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Mobis-New-Nest [2012-10-13 19:56:11 +0000 UTC]

You awake to the sobs of Mobis who lay on a foam mat just a few feet away from you. You wipe cold from your eyes and shake your right hand to run the blood circulation back into it as the shackles had cut it off. You rise and walk what distance your shackles let you to Mobis. “What’s wrong?” you ask “Lisa..the television said she was one of the victims of the explosion…and now she’s dead” replied Mobis as he whimpered and sobbed. You had not known Lisa but of course for Mobis to cry like this meant she was someone of great importance to him. “I’m sorry for your loss” the words sounded empty coming from you but Mobis thanked you. He rose from his bed with your help. It was miracle that 3 weeks ago he couldn’t even move a muscle in his body from having his back broken but he was recovering. “I have to train” he said while wiping what few tears escaped down his cheek. “You don’t, you need to rest, we’re not getting out of here any time soon” you say “We’re both getting out, you’ll see” he replied. There was no use arguing with him as he starting doing his push up and as many as possible with small breaks in between. You look over at the television in the upper far corner of the jail cell that had a black screen. You began to wonder what was happening back in Deviant city and hoped that the situation had taken a turn for the better.

Meanwhile deep in the sewers of Deviant city, Nathan Drake sat in a seat with a flash flashlight, looking over a map where he marked key areas where General Banes thugs had been transporting napalm. The secret hideout has been the only safe sanctuary for Team Gratitude to plan their next counter attack to take the city back from I.R, General Bane and Dr. Nefarious. Darke’s walkie talkie beeped. “Drake, A hole in the barrel?” he said. In order to confirm each member and the hideout from being compromised Team Gratitude used riddles but they reversed them by saying the answer first to a riddle and then the other was left to ask the matching question in full. Answering incorrectly and or using a short answer would signal a breach and an emergency evacuation for others to run to another hideout that was set up else-ware. So far there was no breach, for now. “What is weightless, visible to the naked eye, and if it is put into a barrel full of water, it will make the barrel lighter?” replied Balthier’s voice over the walkie talkie. He was the substituting captain for Mobis to whom the team were not aware of his ware-bouts nor if Mobis was alive. Drake left his table and ran for the vault door. With all his might he turned the dial once right and he waited to hear the cylinders to unlock with the sound of a click and then pulled the door open. Baltheir walked in, followed by Fran, Clank, Chuck, Johnny, Chris, Rock, Bob, T-800, Chief and Hulk but there were six members missing. Drake had notice this and the long faces on his comrades faced “Hey? We’re missing a few heads?” asked Drake to Balthier “Harvey has gone rogue” said Balthier “Rogue?” replied Drake who was taken aback “He has gone to kill I.R and Sheva, Megatron, Ratchet, Booker T and Samus left us to help him and Lisa, I’m sorry to say is no longer with us…” said Balthier as he felt like a failure for letting Lisa die and not trying hard to keep the team together. “Jesus, no” said Drake as horror and mourning starting to kick in and tears well up in his eyes. He wipes his eyes quickly while holding the sobs by pretending to cough and then began talking “What about Gandolf?” asked Drake “I thought he was still here with you?” replied Balthier confusingly. Suddenly the sounds of sirens echoed above ground, it signaled an important message was about to be broadcasted throughout the city on television. Drake took the remote from his hand and turned TV on located in the center of the room. Within an instant the channel was tuned in on city news where there was a showing outside the steps of Deviant Hall were a crowd of people packed around, some consisted of thugs while most of citizens and all their attention was focused on a giant man. He was dressed and looked more eccentric than any other person there. His skin was Caucasian and hairless. His arms were bare and massively hulking. He wore a black vest with metallic lining; his muscular massive legs were draped in black camouflage pants with boots black and glossy. He towered over everyone like a colossal statue but what made him the most intimidating was his head. It was bald with pulsating veins. His mouth and nose where encased by an elaborate contraption. There were six steel teeth like cylinders on the upper and lower part of where his mouth was. It looked like a bear trap crossed with a gasmask. It was General Bane and beside him was an old man in chains, he was bruised and bleeding and when the camera gave an up-close shot of him it was revealed to Team Gratitude that is was Gandalf. Instantly the entire team was taken aback and murmurs began among them but Drake gestured them to be quiet and turned up the volume on the television. General Bane took a microphone that was handed to him by his lackey. “Citizens of this fair city, today I speak to you to bring forth before your very eyes the ones responsible for the tragedy of that horrific bombing. This man here is but one of the few parasites who committed the heinous act of destroying your Deviant Tower but do not take my word for it as he will tell you himself” said General Bane as he put the microphone to Gandalf’s face. Gandalf breathed a moment and he knew if he had not played along all this comrades from Team Gratitude would die so he said what needed to be done “He…he is right…we conspired to take this city…” said Gandalf but was cut short when General Bane took the microphone from him and then began to speak “As you have bare witnessed, this so called Team Gratitude had not come to thank you for the fave but meant to disrupt your fine establishment. So what sentence shall be cast upon this wickedness?” said General Bane. The crowed had screamed obscenities and a few threw rocks at Gandalf until someone yelled out ‘Kill him’ soon nearly everyone in the crowd was chanting ‘Kill him’. “The crowd has spoken and so the sentence shall be death” said General Bane as he threw aside the microphone and took Gandalf by the neck and snapped it, killing him on national TV.

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Kayotics [2012-09-21 01:08:50 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the watch!

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Mobis-New-Nest [2012-09-18 16:20:33 +0000 UTC]

All that could be heard was the beeping of the heartbeat monitor that was hooked up to the young girl who was in critical condition. She lay there in her hospital bed unconscious. A breathing respirator was hooked up to her nose. Doctors did not know when she would wake but if she did she would only see through one eye as her other eye was badly burned in the explosion that happen in Deviant Tower. Balthier, acting leader of Team Gratitude had held the frail hand of the little girl. He stared at her, and felt nothing but pity and remorse as the beautiful girl who once sang with her guitar was now silent and the skin that shown yellow was now faded to a pale white. Her good eye suddenly half open. She looked over at Balthier. “Lisa?” said Balthier with excitement in his voice. “Bal…thier” replied Lisa as she half smiled. She felt exhausted; speaking had felt like it knocked the wind out of her. “Don’t talk my dear, please save your strength” replied Balthier but Lisa would not comply “Mobis…is he…” “No he’s not hear...” Balthier’s reply was cut off by Lisa “He’s alive…dreamed…of him…the city…I.R..” “No more talk my dear, rest” Balthier said, he grit his teeth when he heard I.R mentioned. The merciless beast was the reason she was in this hospital and what he wanted more now than ever was squeeze the life out of him. Suddenly his rage had turned to panic when Lisa’s heartbeat monitor began to beep out of sync. Nurses rush into the hospital room “IS SHE DIEING?!” yelled Balthier but one answered him as he was pushed out of her room by nurses who were working frantically to resuscitate little Lisa. The curtains to her room were drawn and the door slammed in his face as he nearly stumbled out of Lisa’s room. Balthier’s heart beat harder and harder as his thoughts of impending death happening to Lisa threw him in a traumatic state but he did what little he could to remain optimistic and keep himself from losing his nerves. A few moments later a doctor step out and closed the door behind, Balthier rushed at him as if to shake the truth out of him “Is she going to be alright? Please tell me you saved her” said Balthier. The doctor’s long silence and look of grief on his face was enough to tell him that the worse had happened. “I’m so sorry, we did everything he could, if you wish for me to tell the other in the waiting room…” the doctor was cut off by Balthier hand who gestured for him to stop speaking “I will break the news to them” said Balthier. He walked to his comrades in the waiting room and with every step he thought of how he would break the news to them. When he turned the corner to the waiting room, all eyes were on him. “Is alright?” asked Sheva as Chris had held her hand “Can I give her, her guitar now? I fixed the burnt wood to new” said Clank. In that moment Balthier let slips a tear “It is with great unfortunate news that Lisa Simpson is…” he couldn’t finish as he wiped the tear from his face. There cries of anguish and anger coming from his comrades but one man stood up from his seat walked towards Balthier. He was dressed in his district attorney suit that was party burned due to an explosion he barely escaped from. Half of the left side from his face was so badly burned that the eye was lidless, his skin burned right to the muscle and all the hair on the left side of his scalp was burned away. In his left hand he flicked a coin repeatedly then spoke “Heads I.R dies and tails says he lives?” said the man with burnt face “He will not die, we took an oath never to break the one rule of Mobis-New-Nest, as much as I want to see I.R. suffer the same fate, killing him is not right” “IT’S NOT ABOUT WHATS RIGHT IT’S ABOUT WHATS FAIR! YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD BE GRATEFUL PEOPLE IN AN UNGRATEFUL TIME BUT YOU WERE WRONG, THE WORLD IS CRUEL AND IT SHOWED YOU THAT WHEN MOBIS AND LISA DIED. THE ONLY MORALITY IN A CRUEL WORLD IS CHANCE, UNBIASED, UNPREGIDOUS AND FAIR. I.R. HAS THE SAME CHANCE THAT MOBIS AND LISA DID, 50/50!” yelled the man with burnt face “Harvey you are upset and I know…” but Balthier was cut off by Harvey “DON’T PATRONIZE ME!” yelled Harvey and then he flicked his coin one last time, it landed in the palm of his hand and then he took his palm and placed the coin on top of the knuckle of his other hand. It read heads “So it was written, so it shall be done” said Harvey with a serious look on his face “If any of you are in sync with me on this then help me put this monster six feet under but if not then don’t get in my way, from here on out there is no more thanks for the fav” Harvey turned and made his way for the exit of the hospital. Sheva pulled let go of Chris’s hand and followed Harvey. So did Ratchet, Booker T, Samus and Megatron. “So this is it? This is how Team Gratitude ends? No more thanks for the fav? DO NOT DO THIS! THIS IS WHAT I.R. WANTS! WE TOOK AN OATH!” yelled Balthier but his voice fell on deaf ears. The team was broken, Lisa dead, Mobis dead or missing and city now overrun with I.R., General Bane and Dr. Nefarious thugs. All hope had now fallen to you.

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Mobis-New-Nest [2012-08-12 21:55:13 +0000 UTC]

You hear the sounds of a door being kicked down. You look around frantically calling out for help. Unfortunately you are still unaware of where you are as you are bound to a chair and blind folded. Suddenly your blind fold is taken off “I’m here to get you out” is all you hear as your vision is stung by the light from florescent bulbs and then your vision goes from a blur to crystal clear. You realize you are being untied by a stranger dressed in white uniform with matching top hat and white mask. All that stands out amidst the white is a rather large badge on his left side of a white whale swimming in the ocean; in the background the horizon is orange with the sun shining brightly in orange sky. “Are you hurt” asks the stranger you shake your head from side to side quickly to let him know you aren’t in any physical pain nor see any damage but you are slight mentally broken with all that is happening. “DAMN! ONLY TEN SECONDS LEFT” yells the stranger as he throws you over his shoulders and runs out of the vicinity where you once sat captured. As you look around while shaking in the running movement of your rescuer; you realize there are many oil drums with dynamite tied to them all around the warehouse you are now escaping from. You finally get outside just in a nick-of-time to hear an ear pounding explosion that sends you and your rescuer flying. Your fall is broken by your rescuer but you’re still dazed by the explosion while there is a ringing in your ears. When the ringing subsides you get up on your feet and dust yourself off while watching the warehouse being in engulfed in flames. Your rescuer gets up breathing heavily. His unformed no longer completely white but charred and dirty. “That was close, a second a late and we’d be extra crispy” he says. You pretend to laugh and roll your eyes at his lame joke. Then something in your mind comes flooding back, images of directions then the words ‘Bring him to us’ echo in the back of your mind. You still can’t make clear what has happened but are thankful you’re alive and physically well. “Can you tell me how you brought here?” Asks the rescuer “I remember something before this, a subway tunnel, then a sewers before that and a guy with green hair, he was laughing” you say as you keep your eyes shut trying to envision your kidnapping. Moments later you guide your rescuer through every possible area you remember going through before you had arrived to the warehouse. You and him finally arrive in sewer tunnels. As you turn left you come to a long stretched tunnel that breaks off into a bridge. As your rescuer takes one step ahead of you there is loud screeching noise above as a heavy gate come crashing down and separates both you and your rescuer in the tunnel. You both frantically try to lift it but it is no use as it’s too heavy. Suddenly there are heavy footsteps that echo from the bridge on the rescuers side. From the shadows steps forth a hulking behemoth. His skin is Caucasian and hairless in the sewer lights. His arms were crossed and bare while massively hulking. He wore a black vest with metallic lining; his muscular massive legs were draped in black camouflage pants with boots black and glossy. What made him the most intimidating was his head. It was bald with pulsating veins. His mouth and nose where encased by an elaborate contraption. There were six steel teeth like cylinders on the upper and lower part of where his mouth was. “Thank you deviant for bringing him here” says the behemoth. Then the voice that you heard in the back of your head earlier saying ‘Bring him to us’ now sounded familiar. It was the voice him the behemoth and you finally come to realize that this was a trap. “Mr. Mobis-New-Nest, we finally meet” says the behemoth as starts to walk forward toward your rescuer who is now revealed to be Mobis-New-Nest. Mobis doesn’t hesitate but runs at the behemoth and swings his fist. The hulking man grabs Mobis on coming fist. He towers over Mobis and gives an awkward yet what the hell expression at Mobis fist he grips. “Is this how the great Mobis-New-Nest shows his hospitality with such hostility” says the behemoth. He punches Mobis then kicks him in the chest, which sends him flying towards you and lands hard on the gate. “And here I thought we could be diplomatic about this but if you wish to engage in mortal combat then who am I to deny you that honor Mr. Nest” says the behemoth. Mobis gets up panting while clutching to where the fist and foot had on their damage. Mobis charges forth again. They fight but Mobis is the one to take all the blows. All you could do was stand there and watch and shutter with every crashing blow Mobis endured. Mobis finally collapses. His former white suit is now draped in dirt and his own blood. His mask is half shattered but his top hat had still managed to stay on his head. The hulking man leaned down and picks up Mobis and lifts him over his head. “DON’T KILL HIM!” you yell as your hand reaches out between the bars of the gate, pleading. “Do not worry Deviant for he shall live, I only wish to break him, Oh and I almost forgot, thanks for the favorite” said the behemoths as he brought Mobis crashing down on the behemoths knee and the sound of Mobis anguish echoed through the sewers as his spine breaks.

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Mobis-New-Nest [2012-07-27 22:11:38 +0000 UTC]

After closing your laptop; you lay back in your window seat hoping to get some rest on your flight back home. Suddenly you’re interrupted by a loud humming noise and you look outside your window to see another plane pulling closer to your plane. The wing of the other plane near touches your window when it suddenly ascends over your plane and the hum is now coming from the ceiling. Suddenly the windows to the plane shatter as gunfire from outside the plane begins to enter, killing many of the passengers. There are screams as the chaos ensues around you. You get up to make your way to a safe hiding place but people are pushing and shoving around you making it harder to focus on finding a safe haven. The door to the plane pulls off and men in black camouflage uniforms enter with guns in hand. Then one last individual enters. He was dressed and looked more eccentric then the other soldiers near him. His skin is Caucasian and hairless. His arms were bare and massively hulking. He wore a black vest with metallic lining; his muscular massive legs were draped in black camouflage pants with boots black and glossy. He towered over the other soldiers but what made him the most intimidating was his head. It was bald with pulsating veins. His mouth and nose where encased by an elaborate contraption. There were six steel teeth like cylinders on the upper and lower part of where his mouth was. It looked like a bear trap crossed with a gasmask. Fear grips you as his eyes meet yours and he makes his way towards you. He kills each remaining passenger in his way. You try to move away but fear has your legs immobilized. He towers over you, looking down he takes you by the collar and pulls you towards him with your feet dangling above the ground. “What…are…you?” are the only words the slip through your lips as you come face to face with the behemoth. “I am your reckoning but for now please save the fear for later as I shall gladly thank you for taking the time out of your impudent life to favourite a piece at Mobis-New-Nest” says the hulking beast. “General Bane, the plane is crashing” says one of the soldiers to the hulking man. The hulking man props you over his right shoulder “We have a long way down, I hope you are not afraid of heights?” he says followed by a sinister laugh. As you scream while descending hundreds of miles an hour towards the earth you begin to wonder if it was really worth favouring a piece at Mobis-New-Nest.

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