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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
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies Prize
Canada X Reader Maple Cookies
Mattie or Matthew turned to see a girl with (hair/length) (hair/color) hair and (eye/color) eye running toward him. He waited for her to get to him and catch her breath. When she did she smiled at him.
“I did it” she says holding up a paper
“Did what (Name)?” he asks
“I signed up for the food fair and got the country I wanted” (Name) answers
“Cool, which country did you chose?” he asks curiously
“Canada” she says simply
Matthews’s cheeks turn pink.
“What are you going to make?” he asks
“I have a bunch of maple flavored recipes I’m going to make and I have already started the info poster”
“I can help you if you want”
“No thanks, I want it to be a surprise”
(Name) winks at him the strolls away. After that Matthew barely saw (Name). She would wave at him, they would talk for a bit then she would leave and whenever he as
Scooby Doo and Shaggy VS Animatronics: Battle
The Mystery Machine was driving down a bleak road in the middle of the forest. Shaggy and Scooby had to do all of the Mystery Solving, since the rest of the gang was on a vacation. They were looking for a rest stop, or, at least, a place to eat. Scooby had eaten all of their food for the trip.
"Jeez, Scoob, why do I have a feeling this might be more difficult without Fred, Daphine, and Velma?"
"Raggy, look, a sign!"
The sign spoke of an exit, about half a mile away. Shaggy stopped for a minute and examined the sign.
"On exit five, turn left, and you will find a small town, home of Freddy Fazbear's pizzerea. This famed Pizza restaurant makes some of the best Pizza 'round. Though make sure to leave by closing, as the restaurant is not responsible for any dismemberment and mutilation."
Scooby ran up to the window closest to Shaggy.
"Rid you say Pizza?"
"Yeah, Scoob! Let's go there, and besides, I wasn't paying attention at that last part anyways!"
Shaggy leapt into the front seat, and sta
A Letter from your SongsAnother oldie... Not a poem this time, but a letter written to song artist Stevie Nicks, (who has been a favorite of mine and a big inspiration to me for a very long time...since my teen years).
The letter is written to her using her songs. (which are shown in bold)
Has anyone ever written anything for you?
I have, and I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you for: The beginning of The dance. For being there at the Edge of seventeen of my life. For showing me the sparkling beauty of the Silver spring. For the contrast of Leather and lace . For introducing me to Sarah. For embracing the world within your Dreams . For knowing your Destiny : and being the Kind of woman that you are; giving, Unconditional love. Even though Outside the rain wreaked
ShipsDo you know why its a bad idea for ships to travel side by side over the sea?
They sat side by side, husband and wife, not touching. She sat perched on the edge of the sofa, as though she was scared to come into contact with anything solid. He, on the other hand, lay so far back that he was almost flat, as though hoped that the cushions would swallow him. He was wrapped in a blanket (he was always cold these days) whereas she just looked cold. Not as if she was cold, but as if she radiated it, as though it was some sort of negative heat. Neither of them looked at each other. They both acted as though the TV was their entire world.
The motion of the waves acts on the outer edge of each of the two ships.
"Do you still love me?" she said suddenly. He didn't reply. This wasn't particularly surprising, as she had been dead for a year now. She sighed, and he wriggled deeper under his blanket.
But the really interesting part is that each of the ships acts as a natural shield
Wizards in Training (TG) (Request)(WARNING: This story contains descriptions of a man turning into a woman. If this puts you off, feel free to pass this up.)
The Pogona Institution for the Magically Inclined; call it your real-world Hogwarts equivalent if you will. This was a prestigious college, located in far off in the Canadian wilderness, surrounded by lush forests and mirror-like lakes, beyond which the snow-covered mountains rise to dominate the skyline. The college itself was not unlike your modern campus grounds, only it featured more of an elegant decor than most other public educational establishments. Despite the absolutely beautiful view, this school was particularly private, and only those who prove themselves to be truly capable of wielding arcane forces are allowed to enter. This process is full of all sorts of challenges and troubles, but some people manage to make it in by the skin of their neck. Two such people are new students Aaron and Bennett, who had just enrolled a week ago.
America x reader: late night grocery shoppingI do not own hetalia or you~
15 years old, you are England's child
I felt my arm being shaken. "Hey...hey (name)...wake up!" I heard an American voice whisper. I opened my eyes slightly. "Alfie what time is it...and how did you get into England's house?" I groaned. "I picked the lock...come with me to the grocery store!" He said. I leaned up. "Okay...why?" I asked lazily throwing my feet over the bedside. "Because I ran out of coke and I need more but I don't wanna go alone." He said. I nodded as I tugged on a hoodie and held my arms up. "Carry me." I said. Alfred laughed and let me hop onto his back. I laid my head on his shoulder and watched everything move by me. Soon we got to the car and he put me in the passenger seat.
We drove quickly to the grocery store, however I didn't get to be carried because an angry woman yelled at us when we walked in with me on his back. So Alfred got a cart and let me sit in it. "Dang...someone needs a happy meal." Alfred said in a snappy t
Rentals"And that's how I ended up on this shelf!" I made sure to say with a smile on my face. The man across from me just tilted his head in confusion. "Is something still wrong? I thought I did a pretty good job at explaining why my head is here."
"Yeah, but..." he said while crossing his arms. He seemed to be at a loss for words. "Okay, I get that you're only being rented out and not actually for sale. But why are you actually.. ya know.. on?"
"What?" It took me a second to realize what he meant. But I got it. "Oh! Well that's easy. Since I volunteered for this, I'm left on so I can let people know why my head isn't for sale. I uh, hold on." I needed to blow my hair out of my face, since my hands were else where in the store. I wasn't getting much done, but thankfully the customer brushed my black hair behind my ear and out of my hair. "Thank you! Now where was I? Oh right. Normally there are a lot more rental heads out on display, but we are near closing time and I seem to be the last one
America x Suicidal!Abused!ReaderYou dropped your plate of (lunch). You couldn't move your hands. Your couldn't even feel your hands! You stared at your lunch on the floor. That was the last (lunch) you have left. You couldn't afford any food as your parents never gave you any money. The only thing they gave you was beatings, canings and scars. Deep scars. Scars that could hurt your heart. They didn't care. Your teacher didn't care. Your 'friends' didn't care. Nobody asked what happened. Nobody cared.
After you regained your sense of touch, you wiped your tears away. You were starving and you couldn't take it anymore. You grabbed the broken piece of glass and scratched your wrist with it. Blood. Your wrist is bleeding. You're alive. Starving. You stood up, walking away, not even bothering to clean up the mess you made. You walked to the rooftop. Looking down at the bottom floor from above. This was it. You couldn't stand it anymore, the abuse, the starvation, the ignorance.
What you didn't notice when you were walking
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
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