|Character from Dungeon Defenders. Named Kimiko.|
Keegan's birthdayKeegan sat, staring at the amount of stuff he had gotten for his birthday. Taking a moment to pause, and making sure he had open all of his gifts before playing any of the games he got. Searching through, he found an unopen card, and picked it up. Looking it over, he notice that it was in a plain white envalope, with his name the only thing written on it. Carefully, he mentally counted his gifts, remembering who gave him what. But the card itself, he could not. Slowly, he removed the flap, ripping it some due to the tape, and reached inside, pulling the card out.Keegan's birthday by PhoenixDaimon
Noticing he had it facing backwards, he looked over the back, making sure that there would be no surprises. Turning it over slowly, he looked at the usual lame Happy Birthday message on the front. Carefully, he opened it, surprised nothing came out of the card. Reading the message inside, he chuckled a bit at it's lameness, before seeing who sent it. Dropping the card, and stumbling back, knocking the chair down, Keegan backed
RoadkillAndrew was falling asleep at the wheel.Roadkill by realitybender42
He was tired, spending the last three days driving, barely sleeping and drinking as much coffee as he could manage. Right now he was down an empty stretch of highway, hoping for the bright flash of light from an oncoming car to startle him awake. Shaking his head, he turned on the radio. There was no signal out here, not deep in the forest. The trees were about ten, twenty feet from the edge of the road on either side, a steep ditch in between the forest and the road. Andrew sighed, hitting himself slightly.
"C'mon, stay awake," He mumbled to himself. A few minutes later, he was asleep, foot on the gas pedal.
Next thing he knew, there was a blare of a horn from an oncoming truck. Andrew shouted, spinning the wheel, trying to get out of its path. He narrowly missed crashing, only to spin out of control and head for the ditch to his right. There was a thud as the car hit something (a rock, Andrew thought), and he careened into the ditch.
The Zappers Club TG - EndThe Zappers Club (continued)The Zappers Club TG - End by majorkerina
On cue, a fireball rippled out from the professor which shook the curtains but didn't flame far enough to scorch anything (even the professor, who watched the blast wave and flames with his eyes wide).
What the explosion did, however, was tear off his clothes down to his brown boxers (aside from his shoes). And that wasn't all it did, as the Club began to notice other things. His skin, which looked merely glossy before, now had a deeper tone to it, almost tan from the professor's pale flesh of a moment before. Also, the force seemed to push back his skin like a persistent hair dryer blasting over his body. Except, the wrinkled excess wasn't behind him or hidden, it was altogether gone with only supple, youthful skin in its place all over his body.
The professor examined this new state with an emotionless look as Gloria folded her arms and looked on proudly. His remark came quickly.
"Is that all? You want to sell beauty products? I've honestly seen be
The Zappers Club TG - Part 2The Zappers Club (continued)The Zappers Club TG - Part 2 by majorkerina
From behind the curtain stepped a rather tall man. He was dressed in a stark black formal suit with a white shirt showing. On his head he wore a glossy, tipped back bowler hat. His skin was tanned and his eyebrows arched like the wings of gulls in flight. His hair was black, close-cropped, and barely showed under the hat.
As soon as he stepped out onto stage, he turned around, looked back, and then turned to look at the girls again. His mouth was curled in a tight shape, like he was about to take a drag on an imaginary cigarette.
His large, flat hands spread out a bit as he held one hand in the air. He looked around and said, "Wait a minute did I come out the wrong door? Cause this certainly doesn't look like the De Luca wedding. Although "
He looked around a bit more. His eyes traced across Cassandra with a smile. She returned a calm but hungry look. He curled a lip at Gloria but didn't begrudge her a quick appraisal. Cynthia also earned a
The Zappers Club TG - Part 1The Zappers ClubThe Zappers Club TG - Part 1 by majorkerina
In a place just a little left of normal time and space, you can find Kersi's. Most find it by accident when taking a highway with a number which can be divided by four just at dusk on Wednesdays when the air is completely still. There are, of course, other ways to find it.
Kersi's, also known as Kersi's Hall or Kersi's Pub, sits on the edge of a road labeled '416' by bright, metallic-blue signs. The road itself is quite smooth and takes travelers to their intended destination twice as fast if they don't stop.
But, if they do stop, they will find the soft-gravel parking lot nearly full. There will always be at least one spot left.
The building, two stories tall and similar in style to old west American architecture, is painted red with accents of blue. Large, saloon-like windows cast a soft, pale light, especially once dusk settles into evening. The entrance to Kersi's is almost in the back, through a silvery door which seems to barely contain the light leaking o