Harri the Hyena - A Sweetheart Tale by Strangerataru, literature
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Harri the Hyena - A Sweetheart Tale
Harri the Hyena A Sweetheart-verse tale By StrangerAtaru All characters created and controlled by StrangerAtaru & Thorn105/GenericAccount4885 There was one thing that Betty kept explaining to Mark when it came to talking about her mutation into an Evolved: the physical scars may vanish under a beautiful pelt of fur and be defended by a massive mass of muscle, but the mental scars are something that never go away. There were many within the Evolved community that mutated for their own pleasure, but then there were those who did so for other reasons; for reasons beyond mere mutation for the sake of it or just for a different sort of fun. For many, becoming an Evolved was gaining freedom; abandoning the horrors or nightmares of the world that they came from and becoming something new; abandoning one life for another so to say. In many cases, it works in that the problems of the former world prior to evolving go away; but that brings up new problems in dealing with the community and
(The commercial begins with a Japanese girl typing through the internet doing a search for something) "Japanese girl": (upset) I can't believe I have to go to a wedding in two weeks; and as a bridesmaid no less! I barely even knew her and just out of the blue "hey can you come with"? I don't own a dress or anything! What am I to... (But she sees something on a website and seems to get an idea) "Japanese Girl": Well...it's cheap. (she clicks on the button) (A caption soon comes on) Caption: TWO WEEKS LATER... (We see the Japanese girl, slender with her hair bunned up with a tiara with a small white diamond in the middle and wearing a dark-green outfit with a cape from behind looking nervous and unsure as several other girls seem to whisper behind her back) "Voice 1": Check her out, she looks ridiculous in that outfit. "Voice 2": What does she think she is, the bride? She shouldn't look so crazy. (We see the Japanese girl just getting more and more embarassed as the insults
(The commercial begins with a depressed male sitting on a hill. A little girl dressed in goth loli with small black pigtails and white ribbons comes up to him but speaks in a mature manner) "Girl": (in a dour-sounding voice) Problems? Male: Just...nothing's gone right in life. "Girl": Need to talk about it? Male: Just a vent. (The girl approaches and just sits by him) Male: I've been through a lot lately. It's like everything I've done has gone wrong. "Girl": Go on. (As she speaks, we see her body start to shift, starting by stretching around her torso and legs while her stockings remain attached to her) Male: I thought I was going to get ahead in life; maybe that I was something else, a mover, a shaker, and that I'd make it somehow. But it never went the way I thought it would. (The girls body starts to shift in appearance, her body toning up as we see her arms start developing muscle tone) Male: Every time I try to go for that promotion, it just never is me. I'm not
Random Drink Commercial by Strangerataru, literature
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Random Drink Commercial
(The commercial begins with a hot, sunny day on the beach. We see a girl, muscular in build with short black hair, curling barbells on the beach as she tries to lift, pushing herself one curl after another as she works on her muscular physique) "Girl": (exhausted) Just one more...just got to push myself, make myself bigger; just a bit more weight...man...is it hot... (She tries to reach down towards a bottle she has, but has a hard time as the sky starts turning red) "Voice": Oh no...I don't think that will be enough today, my dear. (She looks up and the sun...suddenly has a face...and sounds like Tim Curry for some reason) "The Sun": Do you really think that you're going to regain energy with that old thing? You've been sweating up a storm with how much you've been working out. (She tries to get some and it just poofs out, empty) "The Sun": Too bad, all gone and with one more rep to go. I don't think you can make it. Now what's the old expression...oh yes: 20 more, no