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Saw a video you hated? Tear it up! Here's how!
-The video was about something you don't like. Flame it to the point that your computer actually lights on fire. How dare they use content you hate! Even if it was constructed nicely, SO WHAT it's about something you hate. Not on your internets!
-The video was lacking. Let them know by telling them their choice in music is "gay" and crappy and they have awful taste. Their clips and pictures are awful, let them know that slideshows are SO 2005 and boring and no one who wants to be serious does boring old lame slideshows that even a baby can make on windows movie maker.
-Tell them you have lots of subscribers who are also happy to let them know they suck arse. Tell them that if they don't want a legion at their video, to remove it, and maybe even leave youtube, veoh, ect.
-Bonus to you if you make them leave YT/veoh/ect and if they made a goodbye video crying about how someone (you) said they suck at life and are no longer
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Saw a fic you didn't like? Make sure they know about it!
-It was about a character or pairing you hate. Yell at them and ask them where they got the nerve to write about the character/pairing you hate. Well-written or not, how dare they. Not on your internets!
-It wasn't written very well. Demand your 10-15 minutes back you spent trying to read their crap. How dare they waste your time. Tell them their grammar is as good as a 3 year old foreign child's, who's native language is not English. Their spelling sucks rear-end, and the plot-wait, what plot?
-Tell them they should probably leave ff.net or wherever else they post fanfictions. Let them know no one else should behold their awful writing, tell them to "think of the children".
-Kudos to you if they actually leave ff.net/where ever they were posting their crappy work. Extra points if they stop writing entirely because of your advice.
-Make sure you comment frequently on their suckage. They must not forget their pl
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Saw a piece of art you don't like? time to rip it a new one, then. You can't let the artists get away with this!
-If it's a character you hate, bash the heck out of it. It doesn't matter if the art itself looks nice, HOW CARE THEY DRAW SOMEONE YOU HATE. Make sure you type in ALL CAPS how much this character sucks and why. Make sure you don't comment about the art execution, that doesn't matter. As long as they learned that it's not ok to fanart this on your internets. Same with pairing arts.
-The art itself could use work. Just tell them it sucks. Really bad. Also, make sure to tell them to get off deviant art or Sheezy art or anywhere else that hosts art. Tell them why it sucks. Let them know the eyes are googly and stupid looking. Tell them for the shading you have no freaking idea where the light's even coming from. Tell them their anatomy is so awful, even a hunk of beef resembles the human body more than their "piece of junk" artwork.
-Bonus points if you make t
Link is a wuss for his babyA Zelder luv story 4 da ages.
Link was a hero. He had slain Ganondorf, and peace spread throughout the land. He was tough. He was brave. He was Single. Then everything changed when he met...Mary-Sue. Mary-Sue was the most perfect of girls. She was slender, perfectly built, with flowing, perfect hair and perfect teeth. She had lots of powers, too. She was also brave and strong, and had no flaws, whatsoever. Link knew that would be his bride.
Years later, darkness yet again fell upon the land, and Zelda (being a stupid wench who sucks no matter what even though it wasn't her fault, but still) got herself kidnapped again. Everyone cried to Link for help, but he had wussened greatly. All he liked to do these days was sit in Mary-Sue's lap and cry for her. She would pet him and rub his back and talk to him in baby tone. Whenever she tried to step out to go anywhere, even a short, much-needed errand of shopping for food, he would cling to her and sob. She had to take him everywhere, so obvio
Where's Waldo: A FanficWhere's Waldo: A Fanfic
There is a man I'm in love with. He has thick, black-framed glasses, a red and white striped shirt, as well as a red and white cap. He has beautiful, luscious brown hair, and creamy, pale pearl skin. The problem is...he's so hard to find. My heart aches as I fervently search for him on each page, tears stinging my eyes as I sometimes have to give up the search to do other things. I cry when I have to stop looking for a period longer than 5 minutes. My need to find my true love is insatiable. I can barely stand it sometimes. Why does he elude me so? Why must be blend in with the crowd, yet be wide out in the open? Cruel fate separates us as I turn to a new page to begin my search again. Bittersweet tears fall upon the page, knowing that I will somehow find him again, in hopefully no longer than an hour.
Time passes, and I found Waldo, my true love, in each page of this book. I feel so complete. Oh, but fate is not kind to me, no she is not. For my moth
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So you have your wonderful Zelda fanfic planned out, and you found it imperative to the plot to have a FC kid in it. Not sure how to effectively make one? I'm a pro. I know what I'm talking about. Follow these steps, and you will have the best FC ever!
1.) People like MidLink and other pairings from other games, but since the WW style is so popular, it HAS to have WW eyes. No one will give a crap about your FC unless it has that. ALWAYS give it WW eyes.
2.) Ignore genetics. Sure Tetra/Zelda and Link are both blonde, but so what? Who's to tell you that they can't have a kid with beautiful, snot-green hair!? In fact, don't pay attention to genetics, got it?? Make sure they have some impossible color! if fact...RAINBOW HAIR. Your FC will be super popular if it has rainbow hair! the more colors, the better!
3.) the FC HAS to be super special with powers. Make sure that she's not only the princess, but she's also unknowingly the grim reaper, can
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Are you artistic as well as a good writer? Then why not draw a COVER for your fanfiction!
-If your main character is a guy, you MUST have him packin' abs, biceps, triceps, and everywhere else. He must look like he's on steroids. NO SHIRT ALLOWED. We want his muscles to show proudly. Don't know anatomy too well? that's totally ok! As long as you can tell what it's supposed to be, it's fine! Just draw from memory, because only losers reference things. And he MUST be the hero or love interest. Otherwise, scrap that useless dude! because no one cares about any other guys except heroes and romantic interests!
-If you have a girl in the story, she needs to have LOTS of makeup. "Natural Beauty" is naturally ugly! no one wants a plain face! Pile that stuff all over her face! Give her long, flowing hair. She also needs pretty, sparkling desu eyes. Give her at least 3 shinies per eye. Any less is not shiny enough. Oh, and make her a princess or a heroine or
hao 2 get ur fanfic pplarYou guys want ur fanfic 2 b popular???
follow these steps, and you are sure to make your fanfics much more seen! 8D
-Just go with it. Planning and thinking things out not only takes too long, but bores the readers. They don't want something to have to THINK about! they just wanna read the action NAO!!!
-Don't proofread. Spelling and grammar errors will draw more fans because showing high intellect and checking your work and having a near-to if not perfect writing intimidates the simpler-minded. The errors are much more relateable because no one's perfect, right?? And if you realized you haven't messed up anywhere or don't think you messed up enough spelling, go back and misspell some things! Same with grammar.
-1337 5933k. it also helps to put numbers for letters. Why? because the young people text a lot these days, and the numbers REALLY will help reach out to the texter-fans as well! you wanna expand you audience, yes?
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MAI LITTUL PONEE FANFIKxD
The ponies were like, happy to see another sunny-desu day outside yond hither. The sun was like, SOOOOOOO bright and happay and like, today was gonna be a good dayyyyyy. Rainbow pony like, pranced around the meadow of happiness-desu-rainbow-kawaiiiiiiiiiinessssss~! The panty-and-stocking-hair pony like, totally started to prance too and then, like, OH NO fell in the muuuuuuud. The panty-stocking-hair pony like, started to cryyyyyy and rainbow pony like, came as fast as she could to help her. Then panty-stocking-hair pony locked her enormous desu kawaiiness eyes into rainbow's big desu-y kawaiiness eyes and all was calm in the land of kawaii chibi desu ponies!!!
THE END!!! 8D
The time for eating (A Russellcest Thanksgiving)"Nerd Sunil, is the turkey ready yet?" Geek asked his mongoose friend.
"It's almost done Geek, just two more minutes." Nerd Sunil replied.
Geek was preparing the turkey for a thanksgiving dinner with him, his russellcest friends who were also bringing in something for the dinner.
"I really need this turkey to be perfect when our guests arrive." Geek said.
"I know, you told me that like five times already." Nerd Sunil said.
"Well I'm telling you again because it has to be. Shipper left me in charge of the turkey and I don't want to disappoint him." Geek said.
"Relax, it's not like anybody's going to eat it in two minutes." Nerd Sunil said.
"I know and you're right, but still-" Geek was cut off when he heard the timer go off. He opened the oven and brought out the turkey which came out perfectly.
"It looks so good Geek." Nerd Sunil said.
"Yeah...uhh, can you help me put this on the table? It's really heavy." Geek said.
"Sure." Nerd Sunil grabbed the bottom part of the other side of the t
UTAU Short Story 003: Masanee's GiftMasanee growled and rolled around several times on her makeshift mattress to try and drown out the music that echoed through the vents. Grabbing her improvised pillow, she slammed it over her head and held it there in an attempt to block out the jolly jingles. She loathed this time of the year for numerous reasons; the constant drone of repeated Christmas songs, the bustling crowds that crammed themselves into the streets rushing to gather anything that would serve as gifts for their loved ones. The bright, multicolored lights that ruthlessly burned Masanee’s eyes each time she gazed at them in wonderment.
The list itself would go on and on for days.
From what she knew, her other housemates had left the radio on whilst they ventured off into the cold climate beyond the front door and had been gone for almost an hour. They never did tell her where they were going and in all honesty; Masanee didn’t care. She just wished they would have had the decency to silence the awful mus
Quant's Confused Christmas MiracleChristmastime… It’s a time of magic, love, and friendship. And for one girl that never celebrated it before, she is about to experience that first hand…
Quant Smith-Footsies was a girl that’s been through a lot through her first 11 years. For starters, her mom NEVER celebrated Christmas, or ANY holiday. In fact, she would be whipped if she even thought of trying to celebrate the holidays. Although when she was forced to go on the newest Total Drama, a pink-haired angelic girl, named Xylia, was her savior. Although she insulted Xylia at first, she was really brainwashed, thanks to her mom. And after being beaten to near death by her mom, when she visited the Playa, she managed to get her way back to the Lot, where Xylia helped her out, even risking her life to take down the deranged mom. After the show, she was taken in by Xylia’s family, and later adopted into said family. From there, Quant would change for the better, both in appearance
Thanksgiving"Honey, we don't have any pie."
I couldn't quite hear him over the water running into the sink. I didn't really care what he was saying; I was relishing the feeling of the freezing tap water on my skin.
I shut off the tap.
Ryan's face appeared in the crack of the bathroom door.
"Pie," he said. "Pumpkin pie. We usually get the frozen one. We don't have any. You forgot."
I stared at him in the mirror, trying to keep the incredulous expression off my face.
"The pie. You came in here and interrupted me to tell me that I forgot about the pie."
A shadow passed over Ryan's face. He knew he'd messed up.
"I was just putting everything out on the counter for you," he said tentatively. "And Brennan asked where the pie was."
"Why didn't you just tell him there's not any?"
"You felt the need to come in here and bother me about it."
It wasn't a question.
"There's not any pie," I said firmly. "So why are we having this conversation?"
Ryan looked away from me. "Sorry," he
ContinuitySummary: Original fiction. Calvin is annoyed when his foster-son sneaks out in the middle of the night. Fortunately, he knows where to go to find him.
It was the dead of night, but St. Seraphim Mission was clearly alive. Calvin Kim could see light coming from the stained-glass windows as he pulled up in his car, with the sound of chanting and music wafting over the half-filled parking lot.
He stormed up to the front doors and then hesitated for just a moment. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. Then he opened the heavy front door and slipped into the church.
Only a few of the worshipers turned as he entered, and their interest lasted for only a moment. Calvin shut the door behind him and edged along the back wall, his anger quickly replaced by awkwardness. All of the congregants were singing, mostly in a language that Calvin didn’t understand. The priest (minister? reverend? Calvin was pretty sure it was a priest) was in front of the altar; he wore black robes a
Time for a change - FTM story (chapter 2)I went to the bathroom after at least half an hour to wait to calm down. I was washing all of the makeup that was smeared; not placed but smeared as my brother, had no self control to what he was doing. My eyes stung, not just from how long I was crying but because of the force of the eyeliner that was placed in and on my eyes. Yup.. On. He even bent my eyelashes back into the eyeballs, with the force of the mascara brush. It took me at least an hour, to get off all the make up I mean it wasn't just a few cosmetics like foundation and eyeliner. It was full pink blush, blue eye shadow, eyeliner and mascara. It made me look like a clown.. My mum came into the bathroom as she wanted to know where I was.
"Emily? Are you okay?" I looked at her a little, not fully but my eyes were in her direction. "Yeah, I'm fine just taking a wash why?" She responded with "I was just wondering what you were up too. Dinners going to be done soon so don't be too long, love you." I nodde
The Picture on the Table (WIP)The Picture on the Table
A tyke padded down the stairs of his home, clutching his stuffed animal. He’d just awoken for yet another day. Softly, he yawns and rubs his emerald eye. Obviously, he went straight into the kitchen. Lo and behold, his father was making scrambled eggs for him. Smiling a bit, Adrian yawned once more. Hearing this, his father glanced over to see him.
“Hey bud, how did you sleep..?” The man asked, striding over. Scooping up his only child, the ginger kissed his cheek and placed Adrian in a chair. Said child giggles, hugging his fluffy companion. His father ruffles his hair.
“Awesomely..!” Adrian squeaks, giggling more. Nodding, the adult continued making them both breakfast. Once they began to ate, Adrian’s father asked his son what he wanted to do today.
“Can we go to the park..? After church?” the blonde tot suggests, his green eyes glimmering with hope. Nodding, his father smiles at him. Once the two finished brea
La famille Mans - Partie 1 et 2 - La Famille Mans
Partie 1 : Naissances
Ma mère avait 19 ans lorsqu’elle apprit qu'elle était enceinte de son premier enfant, je dit premier parce qu'elle en a eu bien d'autre après lui. Elle était tombé amoureuse d'un homme, qu'importe son prénom à présent, qui l'avait abandonné une fois la nouvelle apprise.
Mais il faut que je vous la décrive ma mère, elle avait donc 19 ans, des cheveux longs et roux, des yeux verts, une peau blanche et quelques taches de rousseur. Ophélie Mans, ma maman, n'était pas maigre et ne l'a jamais été d'ailleurs même quand elle vivait dans la rue et
PaperDoll Requests/Commisons?Yes im making some PaperDoll commisions! now i know some pepole send there art/PaperDolls to the owner of the chara but i cant.. sorry! but anyways.. if i were to make a commison it would be one of your chara being held(yes i really hold it and take a picture of it in RL) in a (usualy) funny possition, but it would be drawn on paper! (thats a PaperDoll) Kk.. here are the prices
((if its your birthday or a holiday you get 50% off!))
this would be for one chara,you chose what the charas is doing while being held, Eating a yummy oversized food,sleeping, ECT((if you get two charas in seprate commisions it would be double but if you get them in the same commison its only 4 points more))
PaperDoll Sketch= light paperdoll sketch 4 Points
PaperDoll Lined Drawing= the drawing is cleaned and done over with a black ink pen and the sketch is erased 10 Points
PaperDoll colored Drawing= The Lined drawing is colored over with (your choice) Pencil Crayons(neater) or Markers (not as neat) is 15
Tetris FanficTetris Fanfiction
They are perfectly made up of 90 degree angles. They fell down in various shapes. It is beautiful. They call it "Tetris". Tears sting my eyes as the varied shapes fall down from the top of the screen. I stifle my sobs as I try to make the blocks fit within each other to maximize my points. I can barely stand it and I see the points add up, it's just too beautiful. I burst out crying when I can no longer fit anymore on this level. I sob into the pillow as I press "retry". It begins all over again.
Twenty-three years before the crippling of Crown Prince James III
He was fourteen and she was probably aged about the same, give or take a few years. It had been an hour since he'd met her.
He hated her already.
She scowled behind him and likely shared the sentiment as they scampered up the hillside in a desperate attempt to escape the roaring mob that seemed to be growing perpetually larger and coming ever-closer. Gabriel would have liked to say that it was all her fault he was in this situation, though it was his careless nicking ofwhat was it? A chicken that started the first old woman running, but how was he supposed to know that she'd stumble and fall and everyone else would think he'd assaulted her?
He hadn't. He'd taken the chicken, snapped its neck and run, because he hadn't eaten meat in weeks and he was starting to feel the affects on his already weak limbs.
This is what happens, he thought. This is what happens when you live like th
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