Here's the latest installment of my Post-Apocalyptic BroxOC story. ^-^
I'm trying as hard as I can to make this at least a little original.
It's hard. ;-;
Curse peoples fascination with Post-Apocalyptic events. 0-0
Anyway, enjoy! ^_^
It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART6)I took a deep breath, scanning the store from the doorway. Seeing no danger, I cautiously stepped in, nail-bat clutched like a sword in front of me. I was extremely wary for two reasons: the first being I wasn't sure if the Wolfbie was still around. The second being I had sensed someone following me the entire way to Walmart. I quickly slunk to the medicine aisle. The Undead was still patrolling, just like yesterday. I grabbed a bottle of chloroseptic throat spray and chucked it over a few aisles. It landed with a loud metallic clunk and the Undead immediately left to check it out. Taking my chance, I snuck into the aisle, grabbed a few boxes of aspirin, rolls of ace bandage, all of the band-aids (all sizes), two large bottles of Hydrodrine Pyroxide, and a few bags of cough drops.It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART6) by Arahaelienarn
I turned to sneak out of the aisle and saw a flash of black, orange, and white; the white looked gray in the dim light, but I somehow knew it was white. It was just like I'd seen earlier that day, at the cour
It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART5)I frowned, looking at my iPod. Still nothin... I sighed, scanning through my long list of Chums; every single name was dark. Suddenly, my iPod dinged at me. I jumped, almost bumping into Steven, who was sitting at one of the computers that had been abandoned here in the rush to escape, reading a story the owner had saved to the desktop. "What's wrong, Rose?" Steven asked, immediately concerned. "Nothing...." I trailed off when I saw that someone was Pestering me.It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART5) by Arahaelienarn
cutesyCreampuff [CC] began pestering artsyCowgirl [AC] at 7:12
CC: hey, rose?
CC: you there?
CC: damn, guess i missed ya?
CC: *no question mark, period*
AC: No, no, I'm here!
AC: Who is this? How do you know my name?
CC: its me, marie!
CC: i forgot my own password for this thing, and i fond someone elses compuor that they were already logged onto, sooo?
CC: *found, not fond* *computer, not compuor* *no question mark, period*
AC: OMZ MARIE??
AC: I FOUND YOU!!!
CC: yeaaaah guurl. well, actually i found you, but whatevs.
It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART4)"R...se....Ro....Ma....nne... Rose Mac.....ell.." The voice drifted in and out. I groaned as my head throbbed, my eyelids fluttering open to reveal blurry images floating around. "Rose Marie Anna Lynn Jocalynne MacDonnell!" I could finally hear the voice clearly, and my vision soon cleared enough to make out the face of Kathrin looming over me. "Hmmm..." was all I could muster. My head was pounding, my chest felt as if someone were sitting on it, and my legs were about ready to fall off. "Don't you 'hmmm' me!" Katrin scolded, frowning at me. "What the hell happened?!" "Kat, quiet down...." I grumbled, sitting up only to grimace and clutch my head between my hands as a new wave of pain flooded over me. "I have a headache, and your yelling isn't helping any.. Plus you're gonna attract zombies..." "I'm not yelling!" Kathrin replied, still pretty loudly. "I'm freaking whispering what are you talking about?!" I would've shaken my head had it not hurt so much. She stopped talking for aIt's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART4) by Arahaelienarn
It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART3)~*~*~*~It's The End Of The World As We Know It (PART3) by Arahaelienarn
I gripped Steven's hand tightly in mine as we snuck down the alleyway. In his other hand he held my nail-bat, while I wielded a broken board I'd pulled from the veranda of the shelter. I wanted him to have the best protection I could give him. I held him to the wall as I peered around the corner for any Undead; Wolfbies didn't patrol this area either. Seeing none, I pulled Steven behind me as I darted from the alleyway. "Keep up, lil' man." I murmured to him. "And keep your eyes peeled for danger." Steven nodded, his messy brown hair covering his eyes slightly; he was in need of a haircut. We reached the building of our interest; an old Walmart. The door was busted down, and I had a sinking feeling in my gut as I realized that it might have already been plundered. Nevertheless, I pulled Steven in, looking around for any danger as we made our way to the first aisle on our list; medicine. I peeked around the corner and gripped Steven's hand tighter as I saw an Undead. I turned to
Figurine: Male Trolls x ReaderYou aren't quite sure what it is that prompts you to buy the odd little statues . . . but you pick them up anyways. There's 12 of them, the tallest just reaching the height of your hand. They vary everywhere in between, though none are shorter than your palm. Each is male... What are they called again? Trolls, you remember. That is what the weird guy in the green shirt you bought them from said. Distinct features, surprisingly detailed for the sizing, made each little statue different; but each troll also shared a color, basic resemblance, and horns with another. You hop in the car, the newly bought toys and clothes you bought from the yard sale shoved neatly in a box, and drive home.Figurine: Male Trolls x Reader by firemaster298
You reach your house in no time and unpack. A few new t-shirts get hung up, and you find a place for that cool turn table, but your attention is quickly drawn back to the trolls. Setting down each with their couple on the the kitchen counter (in order by color), you take the time to study each one closely
TapThe sun began to set over the horizon and I knew I had to get home. And quick. The brush whipped at my jeans and branches reached out to scratched my face. My hair soaked with sweat and matted itself against my neck.Tap by FlashyFashionFraud
I took a brief moment to quickly gulp down some water from my canister and eyed my surroundings to get a grasp on where I was. Through the trees and in the distance I could see the smoke from my small town in a tiny black trail reaching up towards the sky. I sighed, fear piercing my heart when I realized I wouldn’t be home before dark.
I shoved my canteen back into my backpack and began to run again, feeling my muscles twitch beneath my skin that threatened to collapse from exhaustion. I mentally swore at myself for being so careless about my hike. I had promised myself I wouldn’t go too far out, but I had gone so far the town was a dot in the middle of a lush forest.
With each step, I felt as though everything became darker and darker. I stopped one last time
Shoosh Pap Sandwich- Karkat x Reader You were in Karkat's hive, whistling and dancing around in the kitchen to make a sandwich. You had out all the condiments you needed to make the perfect sandwich. Once it was made to the point of perfection (even the Strider's couldn't make a better sandwich) you grabbed a plate and sat back down in front of your computer so you could derp around on deviantART and eat your sandwich at the same time. You took a few bites of it and sat it down on the plate. You started to reply to people and got in your regular sitting position- one leg beneath you and your other pulled up to your chest. A few seconds later Karkat got up from his crappy romcom movie and was walking past you when he saw the sandwich.Shoosh Pap Sandwich- Karkat x Reader by goldenrainfalling
"Ohhh! Human food!" he said in a... joyous tone. You knew what that meant, you instantly covered your sandwich with both of your hands.
"No, get your troll hands away from my sammich! you said, hissing. You saw a look of determination in his eyes.
I'm really sorry I haven't updated recently! Life has been throwing me some pretty hard curve-balls, and I've been struggling not to strike out.
I can't say when I'll be able to update again, but I'll try to make it as soon as possible!
Thanks for understandin, y'all.
My name is Arahaelienarn.
But you may call me Röse.
I am a member of the race of Elves. These Elves inhabit various parts of Middle Earth. Please feel free to message me at any time.
Your name is ARAHAELIENARN, and you are an AUTHOR, ARTIST, SINGER, and MANY OTHER THINGS . You write stories of the ROMANTIC and ACTION persuasion, along with DEEP, DARK, DEPRESSING POEMS. You have a variety of interests, but have a nearly UNHEALTHY OBSESSION with NEARLY EVERY GOG-FORSAKEN THING YOU ENCOUNTER. This includes, but is not limited to: SHERLOCK, HOMESTUCK, LORD OF THE RINGS, and HARRY POTTER. You openly confess to having obssesions, and all of your friends agree without question. Your patron troll is FEFERI PEIXES, but your horoscope dictates that it is the quadratically challenged ERIDAN AMPORA. You are perfectly fine with the former, but would prefer to replace the latter with KARKAT VANTAS or GAMZEE MAKARA, as you find both of them quite interesting. You would love to cosplay as BRO STRIDER someday, and you dream of meeting up with a lone DAVE STRIDER at a convention and becoming friends with them. You can be quite RAMBUNCTIOUS and have patience issues, and thus identify alot with TEREZI PYROPE. You are also very playful and kind, however, and believe you identify quite a bit with NEPETA LEIJON as well. You are fairly good at RUNNING, and SWIMMING, but not much else in the ATHLETICS category. You consider yourself more of a writer, and thus stay locked in your room with your trusty PENCIL and NOTEBOOK, writing at all hours of the day.
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* Heh hey, guys! Ara here! Welcome to my immensely mixed up profile! Heh heh! Nice ta meet ya! :03 Of course, my name is not Arahalienarn, but you can call me either that, Ara, or Rose! I love to RP, so don't be afraid to message me about it! This is my combination Story/RP account, so you can expect to be seeing stories from me as well as OC profiles! ^_^
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