DragneelFire

 “AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA! NO! NO! NOHOHOHOOOO! EEEHEAHAHAHAHAHAAA! OH! OH PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEEASE!” Princess Zelda’s tortured laughter echoed throughout the ancient Zonai ruins. “LIHIHIHIHIIIIIINK! HEHEHEHELP MEEEEEE! AAAAAH! AHAHAHAHA!”    Link, appointed knight, Keeper of the Master Sword, slayer of Calamity Ganon and Hero of the Wilds…could only look on in awe at the sight before him. He had only taken his eyes off of her for a moment! Last he saw, the princess had been fawning over a strange device, taking pictures with her Purah Pad, pondering its purpose, poking and prodding at it to see if she could

EEEAAAYAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAA! N-NOHOHOOO PLEHEHEHEHEEEASE! I’LL DO AHAHAHAHAHANYTHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIIING!” Maya screamed at the top of her lungs, hoping beyond hope that anyone, anyone would hear her and come to her rescue, but it was no to be. In this remote part of the forest, there wasn’t anyone within twenty miles that could help her. As she lay there, zipped up in two sleeping bags, her arms held helplessly above her head, exposed for the heinous monster that was now torturing them with his wicked tongue and fingers, Maya came to the stark realization just how much she hated the wilderness.   “Scream all you want, there

Finally…” Paya fell into bed just as the sun began to rise outside. Already, she could hear the birds chirping jovially in the trees, ready to start the day. She groaned, and pulled the pillow over her head, curling up into the fetal position. “Why, birdies? Why?”   Yet again, Paya had stayed up all night long documenting her tribe’s history--which she learned from her grandmother on a daily basis--and praying to the Goddess Hylia for the protection of her clan. It was tough, grueling work, but if Paya didn’t do it, then someone else in the village would surely be saddled with the task. If that happened, t

Ahhh! Nohohooo! It tickles! Ah! Aahahahahahahahaaaa! Neeohohohohooo! Plehehehehease! Stooohop! Hahahahahaa! Huaaahahahahaaa!” Dita squealed and jerked her feet away, slamming them down into the basin of warm water attached the bottom of the massage chair, sending the steaming liquid flying everywhere. Immediately she covered her mouth in shame as she realized what she’d done. “Oh my gosh! I’m sorry!”   Barnette--now sopping wet with foot-water--glared up at the pilot, her purple eyes glimmering with pure rage. “Dita!” She growled, her voice low and dangerous. “If you want me to do this right, y

The summer air was fresh, calm and peaceful. Birds chirped jovially from their perches atop the vibrant green trees that surrounded the Fishing Hole like a protective, wooden fortress. A warm breeze ruffled their branches ever so slightly, sending little ripples throughout the clear, blue water. Small, green fish bobbed at the top of the water, eating little, black bugs and sending their own ripples through the calm, glass-like surface.   Link took a deep breath of the fresh air and smiled as he sat on the dock of the fishing hole, his legs crossed, and his hands resting behind him, supporting his weight as he watched the peaceful scene play

The concussive sounds of battle surrounded Emerald, making her ears ring and her head hurt as she fought desperately to fend off the psychotic group of warriors...   She pressed her back against that of her partner Mercury’s, and aimed her pistols into the woods where she knew the attackers were lying in wait. They had suddenly attacked from what seemed like thin air, forcing Mercury and Emerald into a defensive position...but the second the two of them had readied their weapons for battle...their attacks had miraculously melded back into the forest again...as if they were one with nature itself...   “Stay sharp…” sh

Ooo...such interesting punishments…” Virgo, the Spirit of the Maiden, giggled to herself naughtily as she flipped through her favorite magazine: Torturer Weekly. This week’s issue was filled with absolutely fascinating little torture devices--like a pair of interesting stocks meant to hold someone's feet whilst another person tortured them in whatever way they saw fit. The sample picture showed a young, blue-haired wizard smiling evilly as she scribbled her sharp nails across the soft, rosy skin of her sexy,  black-haired friend’s feet. The sight made Virgo’s cheeks burn as she wished she were the one being tortu

I can’t believe...girls wear things like this… Erza blinked in astonishment as she flipped through the newest issue of Sorcerer Weekly. As always, Mirajane was there, scantily clad and showing off her body to the entire wizarding world. Did that girl really have no shame? The sight made Erza annoyed...and honestly a little jealous… I have armors that would twice as good as that bikini! She pouted and tossed the book over to the other side of her bed in irritation. “Humph…”   She sighed and pouted up at the ceiling, boredom threatening to engulf her completely. Normally, Erza would be out and about, on a jo

This is ridiculous… Kagome sighed internally. This is the fourth time I’ve been captured by this lunatic...and I’m really starting to get tired of it… She held her hands out to the small fire burning in the middle of the small, damp cave. The warmth of it kept the dampness from seeping into her bones, but Kagome was still less than thrilled with her current situation… Why does this always happen to me? She threw another stick on the fire and watched the sparks glide up into the air…   She had already been here the entire night, and there was still no sign of rescue. Where were her friends? Had they even no