The Anime Reality

Since all delusional anime fans believe they are special unique snowflakes filled with boundless talent, most of them do things like draw shitty pictures or write shitty stories. Emerald Templar is no exception. Let’s take a look at a small part of his long running self-insert fantasy series. Please keep in mind that he is 21 years old and this was written very recently. Be sure to tell him how much you love his writing!

The incantation had not even finished before the familiars attacked, their little forms suddenly leaping up at him. They were not matter. The demons realized far too late that they were doomed. The last thing they saw was the fierce, intense flash of emerald light from his eyes. And then the spiritual pressure struck, dense, like thousands of invisible blades springing up around him, slashing them apart. The stone’s surface broke and cracked under his feet in a circle around him, dust kicked up from the sudden release. The familiars were simply crushed, and were no more.

The ball of fire came only a second later, but simply dissipated as it collided with his own shield. The sorceror stared wide-eyed at him, his staff coming to level with him as he spoke.

“Sword aura….and a negation seal? Who are you?”

Again, he felt his eyes drawn up to the dragon, the woman in the cage, floating just above their heads. Those purple eyes never left his, locked on to his, and peered down into his very being. And he knew that his were doing just the same to her. And that both of them felt their hearts stir at the very sight of one another. He smiled, causing Airenendel to gasp.

“I am Raosoal!” he bellowed, six wings suddenly springing from his back, feathers and light now all around him, “Seraph King of Heaven, and Dragon Master! And now, you will pay for every last drop of dragonic blood you have spilled!”

Fate resides within mans heart,
it’s something that cant be altered.

Trying to manipulate it is pointless,
for everything happens for a reason.

Just like the sky above,
man only has one.

All we can do is….

“Pray for our sorrows to end, and hope for our hearts to blend”

Chrono Trigger – Mother Knows Best

Summary: Flea offers Queen Zeal just what she needs to rein in her troublesome daughter Schala.

Codes: F/F, Inc, MC, Slave, SoloF, Toys, Trans, Other (evil, magic)

“I demand to know the status of our Ocean Palace.” Queen Zeal sat haughty on her gilded throne, its cushions red as Earthbound blood. The sinister smirk and hypnotic stare she possessed unwavered in the eyes of all who looked upon her, an air of tainted elegance and grace tied to her every whimsical motion. They reminded of her lineage to the throne, her royal heinousness bewitching her people to her cause. Her cyan blue hair turned into an upraised plumage by her crown, she sat and listened to her commander Dalton.

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Meet Jacob.

Jacob has Aspergers.
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I and Amy (of course) were at the beach and we was walking along holding hands, laughing and smiling at each other, the sun was about to set, We sat down on a rock still holding hands and smiling and laughing… “ahhh, just look at that sun set” Said Amy. “Isnt this a lovley view?” I replied. Amy then replied “Ahhh, this is so romantic.” We were still sitting on the rock holding hands, chatting away to each other… The sea in the distance you could hear. I pick up a shell and give it to Amy. Amy takes it. “Thanks” Amy said. I just looked at her with the most desired look… “A, Amy… Amy, honey!” Amy looked at me with a sexxxy look. “yes” Amy said in a horny voice. I started to get a little shy. I felt something moving on my leg. I looked down, Amy was stroking my leg… I liked! Amy’s hand slowly gets closer and closer to my zipper… I look around to see if anybody is around. Nobody in sight. The sun has set, its dark. Amy finally reached my zipper and un zipped it. “Do me” Amy whispered in my ear. I leaped on her like a dog been exited to see its owner. I put my hand up her dress and pull her knickers down. Amy wraps her legs tightly around me, forcing it in… We go for intermediate love… We make love on the sand and we do it for 2 hours. I sucking her lovely juicy tits, amy snogging me french style… our bodies pressing hard and our faces too. I finally am done sending my juices to a new home… Amy relaxes and so do I. Amy looking at me laying in the sand, smiling with her eyes half closed, We snog once more and amy whispers into my ear “That was grate, I want your baby”. I look at her with a smile too, kiss her and whisper into her ear “I know, I love you Amy” Amy replies back whispering into my ear again “I love you too”.

What I’ve Done

To simply say it was raining would put shame to the skies. It was a downpour and I slowly lifted my face to the gods. My crimson and black eyes searched for something, anything that there was a god up there but they found nothing. Rain trickled down my face mixing with the tears I was trying to hide.

In this farewell…

I wasn’t crying because Kisame had told me my brother was dead. No I knew Sasuke was alive. He was too stubborn to die. No I was crying because my very soul was screaming in agony. I had done things I shouldn’t have…made too many mistakes because I was backed into a corner and to top it off I was dying.

There’s no blood…There’s no alibi.

I had hurt the only thing that I cared about the most. I hurt my little brother. It’s for his own good I keep telling myself…but I know even in that it still hurts. I wish I had never been born of such a prestigious clan…that Sasuke and I had been born normal brothers. Kami, I’ve decided, likes to see us in pain.
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Jerry: Today on Jerry Springer, is Frieza gay?

(Frieza walks out to the boos of the audience)

Frieza: Shut up! (He blows up half of the front row)

Jerry: Now Frieza, what is your lifestyle?

Frieza: Well Jerry, I’m a physco-lunatic nent on destroying the world

Jerry: And why is that Frieza?

Frieza: I didn’t get playboy channels! Preferred customers my ass… (he trails off into an incoherent grumble)

Jerry: I always thought you were a girl, and if you’re actually a guy, why do you wear a pink speedo?

Frieza: (he whispers) classified information

Jerry: Now we have a special guest who you’ll remember as an enemy of yours…Please welcome, GOKU!

(Goku enters and the remaining audience members cheer)

Goku: Hey Frieza! How’ve you been?

Frieza: Fine…how are you? (Goku backs away slowly)

Jerry: Frieza, answer this once you’re done drooling….are you gay?

Goku: I can answer that question! He is! He told me right before Namek exploded!

Audience Member #1: Well duh he’s gay! (Frieza slices him in half with an energy ring)

Frieza: It’s true! (he rips off his armor to reveal a dance jumpsuit, and he proceeds to dance all over the stage)

Jerry: Next time on Jerry Springer, Vegeta’s and Bulma’s adventures…UNCUT!