Author has written 6 stories for X-Men: Evolution, Avengers, Captain America, and Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D..
I'm a girl, I'm in college so updates for any stories I post will most likely be on Fridays and the Weekends as I'm in classes Mon-Thurs. I love reading both actual books and Fanfics of course otherwise I wouldn't be here, now would I. Also writing ever since I could pick up a pencil and write my name legibly.
All Marvel Cinematic Universe Movies
All Fast and Furious Movies
All Mission Impossible Movies
All X Men Movies (well all except X-Men First Class I have my reasons)
All Pirates of the Carribean Movies
Favorite TV Shows
Marvel's Agents of SHIELD
Marvel's Agent Carter
NCIS: Los Angeles
NCIS: New Orleans
The Big Bang Theory
DC Legends of Tomorrow
Favorite Superhero Cartoons
X-Men Evolution (should have been a fifth season, but I guess that's why Fanfiction is here huh)
Young Justice (R.I.P. Wally West you were my favorite next to Robin (Dick Grayson) of course. Who doesn't love the boy wonder).
Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school He told his friends that it was cool And when he pulled the trigger back It shot with a great crack Mummy I was a good girl I did what I was told I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another And all because he got the gun from his older brother Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much And please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush And tell my little sister that she is the only one now And tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest Mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class And never to forget this and please don't let this pass Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this Mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest But mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest Mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack Mummy listen to me if you would I wanted to go to college I wanted to try things that were new I guess I'm not going with daddy On that trip to the new zoo I wanted to get married I wanted to have a kid I wanted to be an actress Mummy I wanted to live But mummy I must go now The time is getting late Mummy tell my Chris I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date I love you mummy I always have I know you know it's true Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you" In memory of the Columbian students that were lost Please if you would Pass this around I'd be happy if you could Don't smash this on the ground If you pass this on Maybe people will cry Just keep this in heart For the people that didn't get to say "goodbye" Now you have two choices 1) repost and show you care 2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart (Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care)
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The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't
forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for
the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that
mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
Child abuse, MAKE IT STOP!
My name is Sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see.
I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall.
I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry.
He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And I run for the door.
He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy,
Her name was Auroura She was only five This is what happened When she was alive
Her dad was a drunk Her mom was an addict Her parents kept her Locked in an attic
Her only friend was a little toy bear It was old and worn out And had patches of hair
She always talked to it When no one's around She lays there and hugs it Not a peep of sound
Until her parents unlock the door Some more and more pain She'll have to endure
A bruise on her leg A scar on her face Why would she be In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear And softly crys She loves her parents But they want her to die
She sits in the corner Quiet but thinking, "God, why? Why is My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life For a sad little kid She'd get beaten and beaten For anything she did
Then one night Her mom came home high The poor child was hit and slapped As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly Grabbed for a blade It was sharp and pointy One that she made
She thrusted the blade Right in her chest, "You deserve to die You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out Leaving the girl slowly dying She grabbed her bear And again started crying
Police showed up At the small little house They quickly barged in Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly Opened a door To find the sad little girl Lying on the floor
It must have been bad To go through so much harm But at least she died With her best friend in her arms
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BOIZ SHOULDN'T CHEAT
Jack was the most popular guy in school.
Ashley and Courtney were worst enemies.
Ashley approached the movies that night
Ashley had peeked through Courtney's
The next day at school Ashley wasn't
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Once... There was a girl with long black hair... she was pretty. Very pretty. One day, someone pushed her in front of the mirror, thus making her head hit shards of glass... Blood scattered on the remaining shards. Her face remains in the mirror forever... and ever... and ever... Until she succeeds to kill her jealous murderer. She will haunt you. Everywhere you go. In your dreams, on your street, on your phone... One day... when you look in a mirror, after reading this, she will appear. "You're not pretttyyyy..." she'll say. You'll die that day because of a shard stuck in your brain... If you post this on your profile, she will bother your worst enemy. You will be rewarded.
General Requirements (Rules for Application)- Read the rules first please before submitting an oc. Now I know it's quite lengthy, but all aspects of the form are relevant to the story, and I would appreciate it if it was filled out in full. I don't care how many PMs it takes. I know there is a word limit.
SHIELD ‘We are the Forgotten Ones’ SYOC Character Application
[Read the Rules before you submit a character.]
Name [Last, First, Middle]
Nickname (s) [If any]
Callsign [This is for the MAIN CHARACTERS ONLY all supporting characters will go by their first or last name.
Birthday [Month Day, Year story starts in 2014]
Nationality [Make it diverse SHIELD is multi-national try, Russian, Australian, Italian some of the more foreign then you have the other nationalities like American, Canadian, British, Scottish, I don’t want all blonde blue eyed Americans please. Not that there’s anything wrong with Americans I am one and proud, also half British on my mums’ side so eh yeah]
- Appearance [detailed description of how your ocs looks]
- Any distinguishing features [Birthmarks, Scars, Tattoos, Piercings]
- Hair Style/Length/Color:
- Face Claim [Basically who would you get to play your character in the show]
Keep it practical think of what the characters on the show wear. If you aren’t able to still fight and run in whatever your wearing your OC is wearing they probably shouldn’t be wearing it. Clothes like, Winter Gear, and Mission Gear will be SHIELD issue like snow jackets, snow pants, and beanies, Kevlar vests and tactical shirts and pants everything else is civilian clothing.]
- Casual Outfit 1 [Everyday clothes civvies]
- Causal Outfit 2 [Alternate clothing choice to casual outfit 1]
- Athletic Wear:
- Tactical Uniform [Be practical think of what military/elite Special Forces teams wear]
- Smoker/Drinker/Recreational Drug User? Which? [Yes, I know - Drugs are bad, and you should say no. But people have flaws they have their vices. Do note, if they do, you may wish to consider any addictions.]
- Any ailments/allergies/illnesses/disabilities: [What it says on the tin. For example, They could have asthma, or are allergic to pollen stuff like that, or they could have a pronounced limp, from battle
- Activity Level [Low, Moderate- jogging, gardening, dancing, Strenuous- Running, intense yoga, any sport with a ball, Vigorous- Sprinting, Intense Weight Training, Cardio workout etc.
- Eating Habits: Does your character eat a lot of junk food, do they have any guilty pleasure foods, are they are a health nut, are they vegan, vegetarian, pescatarian (a person who does not eat meat, but does eat fish)
Languages [languages your oc can speak, write and read fluently not including English 3 at the least 5 at the most
- Read Fluently:
- Accent [Does your character speak with an accent or a hint of one]
Education (Name of School and years attended)
- High School(s) [This is for the 18 year olds ONLY
- Graduation Date:
Qualification(s) [What degree or degrees does your character have
- Graduation Date:
SHIELD Service [How many years have you (your oc) been working for SHIELD take the age of your character into account, like Phil for example he’s in his fifties and has been with SHIELD since he was in his early twenties
Academy Attended [Operations, Sci-Tech (is also where medical staff and personnel are trained for four years, or Communications (is three years duration training with the last year being an internship like position at a S.H.I.E.L.D base), if you were in Ops you got recruited to DI within one year of attendance at Academy
Qualification (s): [Field of Study I.e. Biology, Biochemistry or Engineering, General Medicine, this is mainly for the supporting characters ALL main characters went to Operations then got recruited by the Infantry Division within the first year of attendance at the Academy by a recruiter and then went to the Infantry Service Academy. There they were taught how to be a SHIELD soldier. The Operations Academy taught you how to be an agent.
Division [Basically where your character works, where your character works will depend on what their role is Divisions are as follows, Infantry, Intelligence, Communications and Logistics, and Medical
Role on Team [Trooper (Infantry Soldier), Commando (Elite of the Infantry), Praetorian (security officers/guards for Infantry Division), Tactical Agent, Medic, Communications Analyst etc.
Skills [What your oc is good at i.e. Close quarter combat, marksmanship, urban, jungle, arctic warfare, motor vehicles, driving, computer science, medicine (first aid) etc.
Deficiencies [what your oc is bad at i.e. listening to people, argumentative, cooking etc.
SHIELD Service No: [All SHIELD personnel have a service no. It’s a seven digit # example #2357904
Make, Model and Caliber be specific please –EVERYONE regardless of being a main or a supporting character will have a sidearm, and know how to use one maybe not well, but they will know how to not shoot themselves in the foot. Non-negotiable. If you’re not familiar with guns you can go to the IMFD or the Internet Movie Firearms Database website and search Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and you can see all the Firearms and weapons they used from Season 1 & 2
Other Weapon: [if they don't use a gun what else do they use like Hawkeye uses a bow and arrow as his main weapon of choice.
Personality [DETAILED PLEASE
Habits [the good, the bad, and the neutral): [Some noticeable habits/quirks your OC has. Maybe your character bites his/her nails when he/she is nervous or maybe he/she eats when he/she is upset. Maybe he/she always babbles endlessly about things no one else cares about. It might seem random, but it goes a long way in helping flesh out a description of a character.
Hobbies, likes, and dislikes: [This helps me to get to know your character better. Particularly in the case of the hobbies and likes, your character will probably mention them from time to time in his/her narration or dialogue. Hobbies, likes, and dislikes also help to decide how your character spends his/her free time.
Common words/phrases, swears used: [The words a character uses can show a lot about him/her. Just by his/her vocabulary, you can often figure out gender, age, social status, and even the education level of a character. Also, be mindful if you have your character swear.
Fears: [Let's be honest: everyone is afraid of something or other. Your character's fears can tell a lot about your character; they may even tell something about your character's past or personality.
Current Residence [Will be The Pit: It's the Team's current base at the beginning of the story
Current Location This is where your character is currently in the story, i.e. The Hub, the Ops Academy, The Triskelion
Hometown [Where your oc grew up
Place of Birth [Where he or she was born
Marital Status [Single, Married, Divorced, Widowed, Separated
Known Family Members [including spouses, siblings, children with names ages, and relation to OC
Known Significant Associates [Any other person your oc may know, like their recruiter, training officer, mentor, best friend, girlfriend, boyfriend, you can have your oc know a cannon character(s) just don’t go overboard like your oc is best buds with FitzSimmons or your oc was brought in by Phil Coulson, which is unlikely because these Ocs are Soldiers Not Agents
Backstory [Detailed a 5-7 sentences at least for, background says a lot about a character why he or she acts a certain way. Why they do the things they do. Their actions in the past shape their future
Intro Scene A sample writing of your character, make it as long as you want, it gives me better insight into your characters, you could base it off of the simultaneous attacks on the bases or you could develop your characters' backstory more if you wish it's your choice.