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Weaving a Web of Legends....2005-
Xania Mask had become a pretty popular singer in her city of New Jansen City, yet she wasn’t really known world-wide, not even nation-wide or state-wide. Her first year as a person had not been that eventful at all, really, except for those first couple days. She almost missed Nia, without her, the Mask really had nothing fun to do.
Xania walked by a church on her way home, and began to get a weird feeling. She involuntarily dragged herself to the back of the church as the feeling got stronger. She looked and saw that this was a Nordic Church, did they even have those? She didn’t hav any more time to think about it, as the prayers coming from the church began to morph the mask on Xania’s face into a green smoke.
The smoke rose and flew away, leaving behind someone new, Xania Masque. She had a full head of red hair, large brea
LegendaryStories's Index of the She-Mask: #1Today, the She-Mask fandom is quite diverse, especially on DeviantArt. I have decided to make small installments on what I have observed and compile a guide, to both She-Maskers and non-She-Maskers.
THE MASK’S APPEARANCE: #1
Today’s entry will be about the different ways people perceive that the She-Mask would appear like if she was a reality, or at least have been made into a movie. This portion will not focus on her personality, abilities, or body shape and size; this focuses singularly on the Mask (as an object) itself and its effects on the head and face. Each person will have a slightly different take on how the Mask is styled, and will mostly consist of a combination of different styles from each of the sections.
Section 1: The Mask’s Attachment
This is the largest and most important section to this entry, as this is the most noticeable thing when looking at drawings, photomanipulations, and other art. This section is about how the
Maddie Cook hated playing sports. She didn’t hate sports altogether, though. She loved to watch a lot of sports, especially baseball. But whenever she tried to participate in PE, or do something in the fitness room, she would fail horribly, and it frustrated her.
One evening, she was working late as a minimum-wage janitor for her school; she was the last one there, as it was a Saturday. She went around from room to room, cleaning and tidying up. Her school was pretty big, and the only school in the state to have an indoor football and baseball turf and stadium. She came to the large facility and saw a bunch of trash on the field, leftover from last Friday’s Senior Bash.
Since it was a clear night, and she would be here for a few more hours, she decided to open up the ceiling. She went over to the large control panel and flipp
The Odd Mask Island: Part 5
The woman standing there was no longer Kate. Her green face, read hair, and hourglass figure made her realize she was a different person. She snapped her fingers and a full-size body mirror erupted from the sand, and looked at her body, and smiled.
She removed the pistols from her belt, raised her hands and fired. Nothing. Suddenly, from the one on her right, a green flare shot up into the sky and exploded, then the gun disappeared. In her left, the gun simply shook.
She knew what the “gun” was, but tossed it into the sea, knowing she could do better than that. The woman decided to think of a name for herself. When the navy ship arrived, after telling them her appearance was from “allergic reactions” to things on the island, she told them her name was Jessika Rabitt.
The Odd Mask Island: Part 4
When Kate landed, she immediately grabbed at the flower and yanked it off, her head bouncing back with a rubbery “sproing!” Seeing the mud on her, she walked into the ocean and washed it off. She sat on a rock and looked at her hand as it held a red braid.
Kate stood up and ran back to shore, her hair was not red. Coming out of the water, she saw that she was in a silver Latex suit, with a red-haired braid over her right shoulder. She unknowingly pulled out a mirror and looked at her red hair, and noticed that her face was a different shape. She was a bit paler, her face longer with fuller lips, and she wondered how all this happened.
She got down on her knees and cried. She let tears fall onto the sand, until she noticed a bright pink, weird-shaped bug on her nose. She tried to swat it away, but it just stayed on her nose wi
The Odd Mask Island: Part 3
The snap from her leg tore Kate’s pants clean off, and she flew through the air and landed right in a pink mud pit. She sank all the way to her armpits, immobile from the chest down. She looked around for something to pull her out, something to grab on. She gazed up and saw a giant kissy-lip looking flower overhead nearby.
Kate used her new-found stretching abilities to reach for the plant and pull on it. As her body was lifted, the rubbery-mud stretched with her body. When she was nearly free, the flower swallowed Kate’s head. She let go, flying back into the mud, shoulder-deep, and brought the flower down with her.
When the mud almost covered her neck, the elasticity to the flower stem pulled Kate back out of the mud and flung her across the island, the mud still cloaking her body and her head still donned by the flower.
The Odd Mask Island: Part 2
Kate scoured the area until she found bright purple berries, they looked quite similar to blueberries, so she took and handful and ate them. They didn’t have much of a taste, but as soon as she swallowed, she tastes the most incredible flavor she ever tasted. She began to devour the berries until none were left on the bush. Feeling full, Kate walked over to a clearing and sat down.
Suddenly, she felt a weird feeling in her stomach, almost as if she was going to vomit. She stood up and walked over to a pile of bushes, and leaned over. But, instead of vomit, she regurgitated purple bubbles, which flew away. Kate wondered what that was about when she suddenly felt a strong pain in her torso. She involuntarily threw her head back as she felt something about her change.
She looked down and saw that her breasts grew to the size of large watermelons, larger than basketballs. Her waist thinned out to maybe sixteen inches around, and her but
The Odd Mask Island: Part 1
Kate Upton woke up on a beach, tired and confused. She looked around her and saw that she appeared to be on an island. She looked at her clothes and saw that she wore a string-bra, and a pair of rather ugly pants. Upon closer inspection, she noticed that her pants were see-through, and she wondered why he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She moved her hand to her head and felt that her hair was pulled in a very tight, neat bun.
How Kate ended up on the island was oblivious to her, as she couldn’t remember anything from the past week. She stood up and noticed a sign in the distance. She walked over to it, rather quickly, and stopped to read it. The sign read: “Welcome to Loki Island, tropical paradise of less than one square mile. Caution: Contact with wildlife, plant life, and environment may result in mental and physical disfigurement. Th
Growing Up Masked: Epilogue
Three Years Later…
Jade lived her new life day after day, having become a glamour model, she made millions of dollars a year.
After she had awoken that one night, she realized her head was bald. She used her powers to eliminate all records of her existence. She immediately bailed her apartment and then migrated to Los Angeles, claiming she was an immigrant from Sweden, providing working papers and instantly earning citizenship with the use of her powers.
Within three years, Jade rose to be one of the most famous models under the name, Jade Maasque. However, this was never entirely Jade. As a result of using her mask powers, Jade had to deal with many Mask tendencies daily, but eventually learned to cope with and embrace her mask abilities.
Jade now stepped out of her mile-long limo and walked along the red carpet of her first movie. Content w
Wait till the Bass Drops! TG
Kazuto loved dub step, no he adored dub step from the snares to the chilling base drop just gave him the feels. After all who can't resist Skrillex, Knife Party, Waterflame, and Flux. Dub step was so amazing to Kazuto that he shared it everywhere, from social network to just showing his friends and soon all the boys in his school were listening to the form of electronic music. Whenever a new album or EP came out the boys would rush to iTunes or GooglePlay to buy it or even preorder the EP.
Kazuto sat at the stairs of the library at his school watching the boys share earbuds and headphones, when a smile crossed his 14 year old face. Kazuto was 5'9, average muscle for his age, light brown hair around medium-short length just enough that it hung off his head and swayed in the wind, he had bright aqua eyes, and an athletic build to him. He liked to play soccer at break and lunch, but more or less listened to dub step with his friends.
So he smiled as
New School New You TG
Rin hated this idea. The idea of a move, a move between countries at that. His parents were after all Japanese, but that didn't mean he had to move there. He would lose his friends, his life, and hell even his school! That's how much he hated the idea. But despite his protests his parents did not oblige, they just brushed him off and told him to pack for the flight.
Inside his room, Rin stuffed his clothes, chargers for electronics, and other "personal" items as he huffed to himself, "Why must they decide my life for me!" His eyes shot to the door as footsteps grew louder. He zipped the suitcase and his dad appeared in the doorway, "Hey son." He said plainly.
"Hey Dad." Rin's eyes looked away and back to the suitcase as his medium length black hair whipped into his eyesight. Rin was 15, a sophomore in high school, he had a athletic build despite his heritage from japan. He was 6'0 and weighed 189 lbs. Yet he didn't like to run nor play soccer, in fact he was
Bite Sized: Hoodies are Chub Incubators
Karen dropped her backpack down with a mighty TWACK, not worried about it's heavy contents. Those books were sturdy. Unlike her legs, which felt like they'd give out any minute, shaking like jelly. A little too literal of a simile for Karen's taste as well.
More than a feeling, her thighs wobbled, shook, and pressed up together like gallons of pudding in a denim sack. Even her calves were several pints too full as well.
Panting heavily, Karen stumbled over to her bed and flopped on it, assaulting the springs in her mattress making them rebel for a few seconds. She groaned, facedown in her bed, short blonde hair splaying about her head, bangs slightly sweaty.
Using the stairs to get up to her dorm was supposed to help her trim up a bit. But if she tried that again she'd effing die. What was the point?
Adjusting her position, trying to spread out her legs for a stretch, Karen received a breeze up her back quite suddenly. Reluctantly, she slowly rotated her head to look into the mirror on
The Note TG
Hiro watched the bustling streets as cars passed and pedestrians walked. He loved the city, he loved the atmosphere, the new places to explore, and the way of life. Because of these reason he decided to live in a metropolis: Tokyo, Japan. He got up stretching from the hard bus bench he was sitting on and said, "Where to next." Hiro was 20 just graduated from college, he wore geeky glasses, messy blonde hair sat upon his scalp, he wasn't muscular nor athletic, he was school-smart which didn't make him good with girls. Yet he retained a positive attitude despite how bad his social life was. He did though work for Apple because of his Master Degree in Electronics at MIT which allowed him to travel to Japan for his job.
He sighed as he walked to his favorite restaurant; Ukaitei. On his way there a sudden gust of wind blew a certain piece of paper into Hiro's face.
"What the hell!" He exclaimed snatching the paper off his face. "What's this?" He wonde
Ben Tennyson VS Avatar Korra The Battle
Kra: “The scenario has been made, the fighters are set, and it’s time to see which gritty kids show hero is more powerful."
Natalia: “It’s time to settle this debate once and for all. Avatar VS Omnitrix. Aliens VS Elements.”
Both: “It’s time for a Death Battle!”
Kra: “And remember folks; you can only watch this, ONLINE!”
Natalia: “Was that a shot at Nickelodeon? Kra, I’m proud of you!”
Republic City, Pro-Bending Arena
High above the churning crowds, an airship’s loudspeakers echoed an orchestra of brass music that carried throughout the arena.
Hypnotic Brass Ensemble: War
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelcoooooooooooooooooooooooooome back Spectators! I’m your very own Pro-bending host, Shiro Shinobi, with continued coverage of the Nick VS CN contest of champions!”
[Human!HungaryX Dead!ReaderX Human!Prussia] Reboot
A room the darkness has come to love.
A witch so hauntingly then appears.
She greets me only to turn then say goodbye.
The time the seasons began to freeze.
The days that never pass would pile up as snow.
I think about it all of the time.
The sun shone brightly on (town/city name), with hardly a single cloud in the sky. You were content with happily enjoying some ice cream with your friends Elizaveta and Gilbert. They often teased each other and you would sit back and watch, often video taping it on your cellphone. The happy days of summer vacation. You never wanted it to end!
You all did what you normally did- played pranks on neighbors and strangers, annoyed Roderich a little, and somehow even convinced your parents to let you spend the night at Elizaveta's (though, you didn't tell them Gilbert was coming, but that's just a minor detail~). That night, you all talked and laughed and played games in the dark.
"Hey, guys!" You got their attention, snapping your fingers in the mi
TG Caption This: Magic Mirror
It had been a year since I had seen her, and there was nothing I could do to stop myself from closing the distance at a run and embracing her. My sister, Kirsten, tried to do the same; except that she was wearing the most absurd costume I had ever seen and probably would have fallen on her face if she had tried. I didn’t care that there were other people watching, I didn’t care about how stupid we would look.
Like a fluffy little ferret or a little dog, Kirsten was mostly fluff and little else, and I scooped her up without difficulty. She wrapped her arms around my neck and cried into my shirt, sniveling. “I’ve missed you so much, big brother!” My sister was eleven, a full seven years younger than I was, and our close friendship would probably have seemed improbable or even bizarre to anyone who didn’t know what had created it.
“I’ve missed you too, Kir,” I said, like the beginning of the word “iridium” with a “k
Gaea the Goddess 5 (WG) Final"So who are you, really?"
The chubby ninja pouted as she sat there in the center of Gaea's room, her arms strapped behind her back and her legs held together by several constricting vines. Her pudgy belly, round and fluffy like a bowlful of pudding, splayed itself over her lap. The goddess tapped her on the head with one finger.
"Are you hiding a cyanide pill in there? Come on, open up!"
"W-What? Of course I'm not! I wouldn't let myself die! I wouldn't normally get caught in the first place!" snapped the ninja, and then she frowned, "It's just...I..."
"You didn't expect we'd cut open your girdle, huh?" Gaea replied, raising an eyebrow.
The ninja sighed. "No...and I'd been trying so hard to hide it too..."
Tabitha stepped forward to speak. "I know her. She's from the same guild as me."
"Tabitha, you can't go and spill a ninja's secrets! It's against the code! I'll be beheaded when I return home!"
"You're not a ninja! Last time I saw you a few years back, you were one of my fan-girls!" T
Fairy tail, picnic wedgies, commissionFor the members of the magic guild of Fairy Tail, not every single day is devoted to training or fulfilling missions. There are those days, when the world is peaceful and not about to explode in a storm of fire, than the members of this group decide to enjoy some time off. Visits to other towns or villages, days drinking in the bar...each member has his or her way of using her time off.
After their little “incident” with the bet, Mirajane had decided to calm things down with a small picnic next to one of the town’s nearby forests. The area was famous for the softness of its grass, the shade of the big trees next to it and the gentle elevations at its sides. Many of the town’s inhabitants spent mornings and evenings there, with friends and loved one’s and that was exactly what Mirajane was planning to do. The young, white-haired woman dressed in a comfortable long, red dress, prepared enough silverware and food to feed an army and then invited her friends t
Growing Up Masked: Chapter 10: Super
Jade woke up at a cargo yard, right by the boat docks. She looked and saw she was wearing a Supergirl outfit. She started to walk down the yard, looking around. She reached the street to see she was actually in a boat dock by Venice Beach, a whole 2 hours north of San Diego and New Haven.
“Oh, shoot. How am I supposed to get home?” says Jade. Jade then remembers her abilities in the dream. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. “Ok. I’m 200 miles from home. No money. No ID. Mask, if you are going to do anything, do it now.”
Jade opened her eyes, which turned from green to bright gray. “Ooh, this outfit is totally cute. Wait, I’m in LA? OMG, I need to get home!!!” Even though Jade was acting along the lines of a stereotypical teenage girl, she had a very adult-like voice. “SuperMask, away!” Jade, or SuperMask, began to spin into a tornado, but only spun
Parenting for Sex AddictsThe half-day.
We are not those folks that need an occasion to try. And that’s what they call it, too. Trying. As if the very idea of it is taxing. It’s not taxing and we are not those people.
No. We do not go by some magical calendar. Schedules aren’t really our thing in general. That’d be too organized. Too stuffy. Too… I don’t know… too planned. And we’re not the type of people whom plan.
If we could—plan—our lives would be much different. I think. It’s hard to say because this is how we’ve always been.
Our very togetherness is a result of impulse. I’m almost certain that the amount of time it took us to decide to move in together was significantly shorter than the amount of time it took us to remember each other’s names. We might have had our first conversation moments after that first… what I mean to say is we didn’t plan. Because planning would have been much t
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