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Evil Fanmail Part OneBeezy: **that is me** Hello, and WELCOME to chapter one of Evil Fanmail. I have gathered together the cast of Ducktales-
Mr McDuck: Not by choice I might add.
Beezy: **shoots him a dirty look** -And have gathered together a stack of fanmail for them to answer. You guys ready to do this thang?
The Cast: **mumbles in agreement while at the same time looking PO'd**
Beezy: **cheerful voice and fistpump** Good! Our first letter is from Billy Ellis in Frostbite Falls, Minnesota. Billy says, "Dear Huey, Dewey and Louie; You guys are my favorite characters in the show. I wish I had a cool uncle like yours and could have fun adventures like you do. I can even tell you apart. A friend always, love Billy."
Dewey: Thanks, Billy! I always knew I was the cool one...
Louie: Oh please, he obviously likes ME the best!
**A fight erupts**
Beezy: **stares at the brawl, does an announcer voice** What a match! The Three of them are moving so fast I can only see a purple blur! Anywhoooo...Our nex
I, Jack Part OneTo those who dare read, these words are the memoirs of a disturbed mind. I am known by many things; the English Zodiac. The killer-in-the-night. Most of you would know me, Alfonse Stalinger, as Jack.
Jack the Ripper.
Dom And SubTogether we are:
Dom and Sub,
Yin and Yang,
Sweet and Spicy
Feathers and Scales
Master and Slave
But always we are
Mallory VonBeak ProfileGeneral Information:
Name: Mallory VonBeak
Age: Late thirties to early fourties
Height: 5 '7 feet/inches
Weight: 135 pounds
Fur Color: Tan/Light Brown
Hair Color: Sandy Blonde or Strawberry Blonde
Eye Color: Denim Blue
Tail: White and fluffy
Preffered Outfit/Color Scheme: Long, loose green dress with gold patterns, a straw colored headband, occasionally she wears a red scarf, but usually only when meditating. I thought of giving her glasses, but...eh, I don't want to. Fall or Spring colors fit her well.
Identifying Features: A look of blissful ignorance and a huge, dopey smile.
Basic Personality Traits: Mallory is a Flower Child; Unabridged Hippy. She loves freedom, meditation, Mint Chai Tea, and just being herself. She lives in her own cloud-nine reality where everything is perfect and nobody does any wrong. She truly believes that nobody wou
Crackfic Fanart ChallengeCHALLENGE!!!!
This is for all of you Crack pairing lovers out there; Pay attention! This is my first contest for fanfics, and I'd like to get anyone involved who's interested. This is a Darkwing Duck and Ducktales Crack Pairing Contest. The idea is to get an underused or UNused crack pairing out there in the form of a fanfic, such as GyroXMagicka or McCrack, which is awesomer than holy awesome!
The prize is, me writing a fanfic of your choosing, depicting any characters and whatever you want me to write under any circumstances.
1. Keep it somewhat clean.
2. It is CRACK!! Make sure it's not a common pairing. ^^
3. Have fun!
My---My--- By Kaylee
You show me the way, through right and wrong,
though the ground is hard and the walk is long,
You help me sing this mockingbird-song,
I see you out there, for my sake.
My heart you'll never want to break
My life is yours, alone to take,
You've never shown to be ill at ease,
I do anything just to please,
You can have my hand to squeeze.
Together we can do it all,
If you drop I'll break your fall,
I think you are my Perfect Doll.
This poem I have written for you,
I love you dear and love you true,
All I'll need is you to love me, do,
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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