joseph-the-traveler

[joseph-the-traveler]

Immortal Boy gets suspended

Kevin had to toss his previous hero suit away in a dumpster a few days ago after it got covered in blood. Now he sits in class doting off trying to figure out a new costume to wear so he can go back to being a hero again. Luckily it's going to be Halloween soon so he can grab a costume to wear but he also promised his friend Michael that they would match for Halloween. This is gonna be the last Halloween he'll have in grade school before moving up to 5th grade and having to worry about what High School he will go to.

The bell rings for lunch time which is gonna be the perfect time to talk about costume ideas with Michael. The lunch was the mystery meat beef that all the other kids hated but it never bothered Kevin so the kids who refused to eat it just gave it all to him. It surprises the kids how Kevin is a vacuum but never seems to gain weight at all. When everyone was done giving their lunch to Kevin, it was now time for him and Michael to talk Costume ideas.

"Listen Michael, This is our last year before we enter middle school." Kevin says as he begins eating the beef. Michael is more of a cartoon enjoyer and doesn't read comics but if there is one thing that can connect these it's

"Spiderman, Spiderman is the costume we'll go with, but we won't be like other kids who dress as him." Michael leans closer with a big grin as if the next thing he'll say will blow Kevin's mind. "We'll have actual web shooters!"

Kevin was in a deep shock so deep that he didn't even correct Michael about Hyphen in Spider-Man. He didn't think it would be possible to swing around the city before. He began thinking about how cool it would be to web up bad guys, crawl on walls, and be the real life Spider-Man.

"YOU FOR REAL!" Kevin shouts in excitement as Michael nods.

"I saw it on Tv. It was so cool and only 40$ it says" That was basically a steal Kevin thinks.

Kevin is so excited he began shaking the cafeteria table to the annoyance of the other kids sitting. To the corner of Kevin's eyes he sees his arch nemesis, Eduardo and his goons, Jack and his little brother. They share the same lunch as them. Kevin never liked these kids as they acted like Flash Thompson if he never grew as a character. Just a bunch of assholes that pick on people. Kevin looks away from them and focuses back on the costumes but then Eduardo had to open his mouth.

"What are those clothes you're wearing? You really are still watching baby shows." Eduardo says to Michael poking fun at his Tom & Jerry shirt. This annoyed Kevin but Michael doesn't take it lying down.

"You can't be making fun of anything with those off brand shoes. Looks like you dug them out the trash with how it looks as if it's breaking down already." This isn't much of an insult in fact Kevin thinks it was a pretty lame one but it doesn't take much to get under Eduardo's skin and he walks away angrily to his table.

As Kevin finishes eating all the beef the bell rings meaning it's now time for recess. Recess is what Kevin looks forward to every day as he keeps his throne as the greatest tag player of all time. As he they all huddle up to the door in the cafeteria that leads them to the school's parking lot, Kevin groups up with all his friends to start the game of Tag.

"Since Kevin won last game he gets to pick who's It again." Kevin's short friend Mark said.

"Well I guess I'll pick myself." Kevin Walks towards the wall and begins counting to ten as everyone begins to spread apart. Kevin gives them an extra 10 seconds before going out to tag them. He begins the game running towards the slide first so he can get a good view to spot anyone. As he stands on top of the slide he sees Michael but he also sees Eduardo and his goons walk towards him starting a fight. He watches as Eduardo and Jack toss Michael to the ground and Eduardo's little brother attempts to kick Michael in the nuts.

Kevin's heart begins to race seeing his friend in danger and quickly goes down the slide running at Eduardo and tackling him. Kevin rolls on the asphalt ground feeling the skin on his forearm get rubbed off but he quickly gets up without a scratch while Eduardo can't say the same. As he ended up getting an abrasion on his forearm and knee. Some of his skin was hanging on by a thread with his skin's inner layer showing and slight blood leaking. At that moment when Kevin was just watching since this is the first ever fight he has been in now and he was worried for Michael.

Michael was able to get back up and throw Eduardo's little brother to the ground. Kevin wasn't paying any attention to his surroundings and got caught off guard by Jack who punched him in the face right before the teachers and security guard intervened. After the teacher came and grabbed them escorting them inside Kevin was getting filled with rage not thinking it should just end like this. He looks towards Jack who was being escorted inside and wants to get revenge for the punch..

"You fucking ASSHOLE!" Kevin yells as he runs towards Jack only to be stopped by the security guard who grabs him. Yet Kevin continues to try and push through and since the security guard kept a loose hold on him he was able to forcefully push himself through losing balance and falling down. On the ground he gets up and again runs towards Jack who the teacher now has behind him blocking Kevin from reaching Jack and then the security guard picks him up.

Kevin continues to try and fight it but is brought inside to sit in the principal's office as they call his dad to pick him up for his aggressive outburst. Kevin sit's there in his own anger towards Eduardo and his goons. Kevin just sits there angrily as he waits for his dad to pick him up. When his dad arrived the principal tells him that Kevin been suspended for 2 days. As they get to the car Kevin expected his dad to be angry at him.

"Kevin why were you so angry." he asked calmly so Kevin wouldn't be scared to respond. Kevin stays silent looking down before mumbling.

"They attacked my friend"

"And then you fought them to defend him?" His dad says and Kevin nods in response. "That's good. Always defend your friends. I'll never be angry about that." Kevin's dad turns to him and Kevin goes and keeps eye contact.

"The only problem was that you wanted to continue the fight. When Spider-Man villains are arrested he doesn't try to beat them up while they're in cuffs." Kevin nods again, pleasing his dad who turns back to the road. "For defending your friend, how about I get you a gift."

"Well... There's this web shooter that my friend told me about." Kevin says as he smiles as now he can get his Spider-Man costume. Plus he gets 2 days of no school which means he get's more time to be a hero.

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[joseph-the-traveler]

I decided to dable in Fan Fiction a bit. This is just for fun. Basically Travis is now involved in a multiverse ranking. Going into other video game/cartoons/anime worlds. It's just for fun so I hope you guys enjoy

Chapter 1 Travis VS Papyrus

 This day began like no other for Travis. It has been a year after he defeated Damon, saving his city Santa Destroy and most importantly the Earth. Now Travis once again flees from that life and spends his days on his lonesome in his apartment. The only thing a man needs in life is his phone and tissues. Right before Travis went to town in the meat factory he heard a knock at the door. 

 "Ello Travis" That voice Travis thinks to himself. It can be no one else but his beloved Sylvia. He quickly tosses the lotion and tissue box in the trash. Grabbing his moe shirt off the ground and putting it on as he adjusted his belt. He reaches the door nearly tripping as he turns the knob open to see Sylvia.  Her face shines from the sun with her lip gloss glistening.

"What the hell are you doing here! You didn't even give me any notice of a visit." 

 "Oh come on Travis." Sylvia says as she pushes Travis aside entering his apartment. "Not like you ever clean before"

"I do too clean." Travis is defensive about this as he thinks his room is pretty clean.

"The only thing you clean is your case of toys"

 "Those are figures and they are a collector's item" Sylvia rolls her eyes at Travis' response. 

 "Enough of the small talk it's time for business" Sylvia pulls out a letter and hands it to Travis.

"What's this?" Travis opens the letter and is shocked by what he reads.

 "This can't be real!? A multiverse Assassin Ranking! You have to be pulling my leg here Sylvia!" The letter was his placement in the leaderboard of the Multiverse Assassin Incorporated. Travis is reluctant about it, not wishing to return back to a life of killing again. "Do I really gotta go? What if I just decide to not participate."

 "You clearly never go outside. If you have even bothered to look out your window you see the Crisis we are in" Sylvia says as she opens the window pointing to the sky. Travis looks and sees giant Portals in the air with objects of unknown origins falling through.

“Wha-what! I literally opened the door for you and didn’t se-”

 “No time to point out plot convenience Travis. It’s time for you to go back in the rabbit hole into the Garden of Madness” Sylvia says as she leaves once more. Travis tries to chase her outside but she has disappeared into thin air. Travis kicks the concrete out of frustration. He wishes to connect with Sylvia once more again but they seem only connected by the fact they have kids together. 

 Travis looks at the letter when an arrow appears out of nowhere pointing to where he needs to go to rank up. Travis grabs his trusted beam katana which he named Blood Berry. He hops on his Motorbike named Demzamtiger and heads out towards one of the portals that was over Destroy Stadium. Travis has some memories of this place back when he was just 27. Hitting baseballs through people with his Blood Berry and where he killed Dr. Peace. As Travis stares at the Portal stretching to get ready he summons his full armor.

He flies up into the portal that the letter pointed to.The portal sucked him in with travis spinning as he traveled through landing inside a recycling bin. He gets up tossing the bin in the air as he ejects his armor to make sure it doesn’t get damaged in case he needs it to return back.

 “Excuse me sir you landed in my recycling bin.” A man with a deep voice says behind Travis.

 “I don’t give a shi- '' Travis get’s stumped as he looks at a giant goat man with a straw hat and a flower shirt holding a watering can and gardening shears.

“Are you ok?” The goat man asked in concern

 “Yeah I’m ok.” Travis looks around him, seeing some strange creatures who are living life with humans. He grabs the recycling bin and puts it back up. He then takes the letter out and the name Papyrus has appeared on it. The Goat man looks over his shoulder.

“Are you looking for Papyrus?” 

“Yeah, do you know where he lives?” Travis asks and the goat man responds with a nod.

“You can’t miss it as the bushes all look like him. Just head over to the next block down the street.” Travis nods and walks down towards the block and looks for a bush shaped as a face. He sees a bush the shape of a long headed skeleton but if a goat man exists then a skeleton man isn’t that bizarre he thinks to himself. He pulls out his Blood Berry and charges the door bursting through.

“Woah. I think that’s the guy who has a bone to pick with you” A stump skeleton man in a blue sweater says to the taller one next to him. Travis points to the tall skeleton with the Blood Berry.

“Why do you think he may be after me?”

“It might be the Assassin website you signed up for.”

“Oh yeah. It was so long ago that I have forgotten completely.” The tall skeleton man stands up and walks towards Travis.

“Listen, spiky hair human. I’m a new skeleton now. A new, more handsome one than what I was before.” 

“So you aren’t gonna fight? Wouldn’t this make the readers bored?” Travis asks to put the Blood Berry away.

“This is a time of new peace and besides I’m too busy trying to be the best player in this ‘Mario Kart’ that I have no time anyways” Papyrus says disappointing Travis. Even though he doesn’t want to fight he is also disappointed that it ended like that. Travis walks out of the house and heads back towards the portal.

“Shouldn’t we repair the door?” The Stumpy skeleton says.

“No Sans. You’re just making excuses to stop playing”

“Well I hope the readers could get a good laugh from this since a fight never happened.”

“What are you on about?” The two Brothers then go back to playing Mario Kart as Papyrus works to be the greatest player of all time. 

 Travis walking back with his head down he spots someone standing below the Portal. It was Sylvia right there waiting for him.

“Ello Travis” Sylvia says as Travis approaches her. “It seems that Papyrus decided to quit out of the Ranking. Isn’t that good for you no fighting”

“Whatever what’s the next target”

“Oh so impatient Travis. I thought you would be happier about this no” Sylvia circles Travis looking at his face trying to hide his disappointment. “We will contact you when your next Target is open. Start hoping that you get a chance to fight again.”

Travis stands there as she seems to disappear leaving him to have to enter the portal. He kicks his feet once more as the large goat approaches him.

“Love trouble I see.” the goat man says holding a flower.

“Yeah and you are some kind of expert?” Travis says, rolling his eyes.

“Well I fell in the same boat once. Becoming disconnected with my wife.” The Goat man hands Travis the flower.

“Give this flower to her and try talking things out.”

“Hey! I’m not the problem in this. She’s the one being a bitch” Travis summons his Full Armor Mode.

“Goodbye. Hope you can work things out” The goatman waves as Travis flies through the portal heading back to Santa Destroy.

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[joseph-the-traveler]

I'm gonna start focusing on my writing for Immortal boy. I think me switching up a lot is a big issue and I need to dedicate myself to a singular story. I have a AO3 account where I made updates to the first chapter of Immortal boy. The AO3 account is called Writer_that_ doesnt_write so I hope anyone who checks it out enjoys it. I also will make a point to upload daily even if it to talk about small stuff

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[joseph-the-traveler]

Hello. I'm in a crisis so here is a western story I was trying to write. This was the first thing I've tried writing and dropped. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

Western Frontier

I was naive when I began my journey in the desert. Not even having enough supply to last me to the nearest town. In my journey as I struggle to stay up on my horse, the desert heat shines with the wrath of god making me grow delirious. The water canister on my pouch only have a drop of water left and I begin to question if it’s worth it to drink now or continue to fight this thirst. I couldn't take it anymore and decided to reach for my water canister and take a sip, but at that moment, my horse became frightened, and shook me off, having me spill all my water in the dry desert. I got desperate, reaching out for the wet sand believing that eating it rehydrates me, but the sun’s devilish heat dries it quickly. I lay down on my back sun blaring into my chapped cut lips. My eyes getting dryer, I begin to close it as my body begins losing its will to carry on this journey

 I thought it was the end for me but I awoke with the sun’s glare irritating my eyes. As my vision got steadier I noticed vultures fly around waiting for me to croak and a raven watching me. I slowly get up as my back aches from laying in the ground for so long. I begin looking around to assess my surroundings and I notice a man standing next to the hill, a strange man. He was staring towards nowhere with a nice fancy tall hat shining in the sun and a clean black suit with a red tie in the middle of the desert, not even wearing any boots, just  fancy shoes with a low top and a point.

 The strangeman seems to notice that I’ve awakened. “Welcome back to the world of the living son. Looks like your horse isn't well accustomed to scorpions” the strange man says as he turns fully towards me. “You were nearly about to be another part of the land, lucky for you it wasn’t your time to go” the strange man says as he walks towards me. “You got grit kid to reject death like that, seems you’re really determined” he says as he inspects me. “Remember to keep that memory and never forget what you’ve done to get to your goals" the strange man begins to walk away.

 I just sat there confused on what he meant “Do I know you?” I say as I get up. “Maybe, maybe not depends on the route you take for this story” The strange man says as he walks past the hill across from me. I watched as he walked past the horizon with his hands behind his back and hat glistening until he disappeared. I just stood there perplexed until the sun heat grew more that I was snapped out of it. I put my two thumbs in my mouth and whistled for my horse. I begin to hear his arrival as he runs over to me. I was taken aback a bit, surprised how my horse followed me even when I was unconscious. As I got back on the horse I looked around the empty waste land and noticed a town in the distance. 

 I tapped my boots on my horse to begin the journey to town. As we got closer to the town I noticed how not all the buildings were finished. I wonder if they even have a motel built. I decided to take a stop at the edge of town to tie up my horse. As I move into the town I see a bunch of hard working people moving plywood back and forth, a very nice united community. I see a man putting a sign up notifying people the clinic finished. I look to my left and a man runs out of a building.

He seems frightened looking around hastily. He wears a black suit with a red tie with a top hat. He noticed me staring at him. “Hello my sir, it seems you came in the nick of time.” The frightened man speaks to me as he run up to me clinching on my vest. I get a closer look at him and his suit is rugged and cover with dirt and his hat has clearly been sown back together. “There are these kind men in there that want to see me. You mind pointing them to the other direction” the man says as he runs away. I don’t know what that man did but it’s not my problem to watch his back. I look back at the building. Looks like a motel that’s being built and sees two angry men come out one of them is armed in the right pouch“You right there!” the unarmed one says as he points to me. “Hey greaser you seen where the guy who ran off went”

 Even though I planned on just walking away hearing the man refer to me as a greaser pushed my buttons. I glance over to the two men. The one on the left is wearing a black hat, a red shirt with a leather vest over it while the armed one is wearing just a blue shirt I hold my hand next to my holster. 

“Listen here gentlemens. You two better watch your goddamm tone! Before I cut your tongue off” I shout in anger to the two men. “Listen boy you have no idea who you are talking to” The one in red says as the blue one move towards his gun and at that moment it’s as if time slowed down.

 A one on one duel, our life on the line, the first to draw walks away, It’s the greatest adrenaline rush out there. I instantly reach my gun, releasing it from my holster with a swiftness unsceen by the average mans’ eyes. I pull the trigger ending the mans life before he even notice me draw. His hit him right in the nose as his eyes gets launched out of it’s socket. The man in red is shocked unable to move from what he seen. 

He is shaking more than a tumbleweed as I notice water running down. “I-I’ll get you for this” The man in red says as he begins running slipping as he retreats. I decide to head to the shop but when I try to find my wallet I realized it has been stolen. It must’ve been the man that came up to me for help. I walk down the direction I saw the man go stopping by the saloon to see if anyone seen him.

 When I stopped by the saloon you I looked around at all the people drinking, a bunch of drifters like me moving around the west who decided to take a stop. A bunch of rugged men with noticeable scars, missing teeth, one of them even had a missing eye. In the corner of my eye I see the man that robbed me gambling my money away without a care in the world. I walked up to the man not wanting to make a seen, I decided to watch it play out. They were playing poker and the man is cheating yet somehow he still ends up losing.

 I finally decided to step in from watching the embarrassment of cheating and still losing. I put my hand on his should and lean in to whisper in his ear. “I see your having a good time with my money” 

The man the man seems in fazed as if he’s used to this situation already. “Oh my it seems you realized what I did” he says if a slight chuckle. That arrogant look on him is a real infuriating one. As if he been through this before that it’s just routine for him. I grab him by the collar lifting him up from the ground. Dragging him outside to the door of the bar. The man is relaxed in this situation looking more bored than anything. I throw him out of the door to the street floor. “So is this the part where you threaten my life until I give you a good offer” he says with a bored look as he slowly gets up from the ground wiping the dirt off his suit. I’m getting irritated from being near this man and I just point my gun at him. “Slow down there old sport. You should listen to my offer of forgiveness first” He says with a arrogant and cheery tone on him. I decide to just hear him out putting my gun away. “What’s the offer” I say very intrigued in the potential offer. “Well you see old sport there is a group of bandits camping out near the town. You seem strong and capable let’s say I give you the location and I walk away scot free” He says as he slowly walk up to me putting his arm around me as if we are some old friends. “Alright but you’ll be coming with me t

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[joseph-the-traveler]

Hello. I'm back and I'm uploading the Immortal boy in Wattpad. I hope yall can enjoy. I also revised this Chapter and chaoter 2 so they can be better. I gope to make it weekly. Warning there is depiction of Gore and child violence.

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[joseph-the-traveler]

The Immortal Boy Chapter 2

(This is the rough draft. I'm only uploading the rough drafts as I plan to combine everything in one at some point.)

The boy stands tall on the ledge of a rooftop at night. The city light glistened in the air reflection from his WWE belt. He ditched the cape since he learned that he can’t glide with it. Now he tries something else the web-slinger he bought from Walmart. He smiles with glee as he hasn’t even tried using it yet, until now. He jumps high into the air the sensation of the wind blowing through him, the of the city from high up. It felt so free to him and he wonders if this is how Spiderman feels.

As he dives down piercing the air, he shifts his body to look back and pulls on his web-slinger watching it shootout he can envision the possibilities of what is to come but the wind blows away the silly string as Kevin looks in shock not wanting to believe that he bought a fake web shooter as he lands back first on the pavement the force snaps his back sending his neck back to the edge of the pavement his head than connects with the road. His skull shatters and his brain bursts through. His spine protrudes through his neck piercing his chin as a volcano of blood shoots out. His legs are the least damaged as the upper body absorbs the most impact only having fractures.

As Kevin got up he opened the skin folds on his neck putting his head back on as if it was a hoodie. The boy is tormented inside unable to scream as if his mouth has been sewed shut. As his head heals back on a sense of relief fills him. The dopamin healing calms the body from pain but the agony built up still releases when the boy finishes healing.

“AAAAAAAAAH” Kevin cries in pain as his body fully connects. He breathes heavily as he quickly moves to the alley hiding before anyone can check on the scream. He starts feeling tired and begins heading towards his house. He takes off his mask throwing it away in a nearby dumpster.

“I’m sorry Sharen I can’t go Halloween shopping with you. My husband lost his Plague Doctor mask so we need to go get him a new costume” A woman says to her friend as they exit the nail salon.

“I find it hard to believe Carol that it just went missing. He has been wearing that same costume for years.” Sharen says visibly annoyed at Carol

“I’m sorry Sharen but it also was time for him to get a new costume anyway. After all the same old just gets boring after a while”

“That’s true but you better be able to make it to the party this time. Last time you couldn’t go because your son ‘apparently’ landed on his head after falling off a tree. I find it hard to believe it ever happened since he seemed perfectly okay the next day.”

“He Sharen I saw him fall but thankfully god had mercy on my child” Carol notices Sharon's gaze looking past her with curiosity and confusion.

“I think that’s your son right there Carol” Sharon says pointing to Kevin who is walking down the other side of the road.

“WHAT!” Carol turns back with speed that blows the wind as she sees her son walking down the street in shock as he is supposed to be in bed for school tomorrow

“KEVIN!” She shouts furiously as she dashes across the street. Kevin looks at her shocked to see her out in the street but also terrified of the possible consequences. He quickly reaches into his pocket grabs his fail-safe glasses that broke in the fall and puts them on.

“W-who is this Kevin person. I’m just a journalist” Kevin says with a nervous sweat trying to play it cool

“Kevin are those your father’s glasses and why are your clothes stained red!?” She shouts at him demanding an answer. Kevin thinks to himself how stupid that plan was since it’s obvious that Superman is Clark Kent. He also thinks about a lie as superheroes can’t disclose their identities to anyone.

“Oh uhm…. I just had an accident involving ketchup” Kevin says twirling his fingers and avoiding eye contact as his Mother doesn’t look very satisfied with that answer.

“We’re going home Kevin and you will go to bed!” Carol grabs her son’s ear and begins tugging him to the car. Kevin feels completely embarrassed by being pulled by the ear in the middle of the street even if it’s night. This is so unhero like he thought to himself. At least he is a hero with parents so he should be glad about that part.

“I then saw them get up and leave in the alley” A man says to the cops interrogating them. The detective wearing a brown trench coat lights himself a cigar as he looks at the bloody sidewalk and road.

“So you’re telling me that you saw someone jump off the roof into the ground but got up a few seconds later.” He scoffs at the man in distress.

“Sir” A cop runs up to the detective.

“You have to come and see this” The detective follows the cop into the alleyway. The cop holds up the flashlight shining it on the dumpster revealing a Pleague Doctor mask bloody and broken.

“No way” The detective says as he thinks back to the distressed man’s story of a kid jumping off the roof.

“Call the crime scene investigators over here.” He says demandingly at the officer. He turns back to the plague mask sitting on top of all the trash. This will prove to be a strange case indeed.

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[joseph-the-traveler]

The Immortal boy

A boy who really loves comic books sits in his room all day reading from his dad’s collection. As he closes his last book of the day he goes to his closet, grabbing black pants, a black shirt, and a long-sleeved gray shirt. He goes to his case stand to grab his WWE belt. He goes to his dad's room and grabs his plague doctor's costume, one with real glass for the lens.

A black blanket catches his eye as he thinks back to Batman and how he uses his cape to glide. He grabs the blanket putting it on before tripping on it. He then grabs scissors and cuts it where it only reaches his feet. He now checks himself in the mirror with his full outfit thinking how cool he looks and how scary he is at night. He then sets out into the city to do some crime fighting. As he runs by a Best Buy he hears the alarm ring and sees thieves opening up a truck.

The group of thieves takes the shopping carts through the broken window. Grabbing laptops, computers, and consoles, putting them in carts to take to the truck they stole. As they bring out the carts, they hear the voice of a child scream out to them from the roof. They look up and see the Kid standing on the roof

“Fear me evil-doers.” the boy yells as he begins tapping his feet spinning and posing.

“Moxie!” He shouts with a big grin, imagining how cool he looks. The thieves just stare confused as to why the kid is up there with a dumb outfit.

“Hey, kid! You should get down from there” Thief 1# shouts in concern.

“What did you say?!” 

“I said get down from there!”

“My name!?” The boy hadn’t thought about a name yet. He was too distracted by how cool he believed he looked.

“I am the Crow!” He lifts up his cape to make it seem like wings to match his mask.

“What did this kid say?” Thief 1# looks at Thief 2# to see if he may have heard

“I don’t know but I think he may have an intellectual disability or main character syndrome” The other thief just looked at him with confusion about what he said

“A what now?” They begin derailing off-topic babbling on what the words meant and how Thief 2# went to school. The boy leans over the edge trying to hear what they are saying before one of them shouts at him.

“Kid it’s best for you to be on your way now! Go home to mommy and daddy!” Thief 3# shouts in an intimidating tone to scare the kid away.

“I do not run from the face of evil!” The boy grabs the end corner of his cape with his heart beating he thinks of Batman and jumps

"Fear me!" The boy cries as the force of gravity plunges him down the air landing on his head and making a splat on the concrete as the thieves watch in horror. It felt like minutes had passed for the thieves as their hearts felt like it would explode in horror

“Holy cuss what the cuss” Thief 2# screams in the moment of realization for all the thieves. Thief 2# begins puking on the pavement looking at the blood leaking through the mask.

“What do we do? We can’t just leave with this dead kid here” Thief 3# says with panic as he moves in circles not knowing what to do.

“LISTEN!” Thief 5# shouts as he attempts to calm them down

“We gotta get out of here. If the cops come and see this they’ll blame us for murder” The other thieves are seemingly not paying attention just staring past him at the boy. Thief 5# turns around, his eyes go wide as sweat begins to drop. The boy's body slowly gets up with blood dripping down the mask dripping all over his shirt as his shiny belt is dimmed by blood. Slowly his mask slips off revealing half his face destroyed loose skin poking out, one eye is hanging while the other is bloodshot with a shard of glass, with his jaw attached by a piece of flesh. The bone on his face can be heard cracking and moving as the loose skin begins wiggling the sound of flesh squishing around. The glass slowly pops out as his bent nose contorts into place.

“AAAAAH” All the Thieves scream simultaneously as they run away, leaving the truck and all the Best Buy items.

“OOOOOOW” The boy Jaw came back to place allowing the boy to yell out all the pain. Luckily for him, the worst part of the pain passed when he couldn’t scream or cry.

“I shouldn’t have trusted Batman” He pouts as he sadly leaves from another failed attempt at heroics but he won’t give up. This was only a minor setback.

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[joseph-the-traveler]

Intro... I guess

Hello to the people who see this. I am ●■○♡•¤¡ and I'm 17 year old. I am trying to become a writer and have attempted to write some stuff. I have tried to do short stories and tried to do a western but both I dropped. Currently I am trying to write a adventure book. Im gonna be using tumblr as a way to just talk. Also to see any advice too. I'll also speak about the ideas I had beofr I dropped them like I have with the western idea I had. I might post the chapter that I was halfway done in before dropping. If I do it'll be on wattpad.

Here is my wattpad account and I only have the first chapter of my adventure serie that I may reboot because I'm debating if it should be first or third person. Or I might continue it. Who knows just gotta wait and see I guess.

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[joseph-the-traveler]

A story idea I dropped

I had this idea for a western serie. Where you follow the main lead Juan Carlos Bodoque (placeholder name) through the wild west. It was gonna be a historical fiction and I planned on having John brown be a character in a arc as I was gonna have a arc about bleeding kansas.

Through the journey he'll form a small gang. Each chapter also was gonna be from a different perspective. First chapter is how the main character meets the first member of the crew who was gonna be a on the run gambler. I also wanted it where the crew isn't centered or form just because of the mc. So for the next character I wanted the gambler to be the one that gets them to join.

Each of them would've had a role to fill in the gang. The gambler was gonna be a cockt asshole that knows his way around and also would know some of the towns they go to. There was also gonna be a cook, gun nut, a old veteran, and a doctor and maybe another person.

I also had a idea for a villain to be a cult. But I didn't want them to be a obviously evil cult that prays satan. They were a cult that follow a ideal instead of a god. They'll also be influencing real world events like bleeding kansas. The main plan was that the cult were the one who pushed for the civil war as the leader of the cult wanted to shape America to the way he beleives it should be.

He was a part of the Mexican American war and in that war he began to grow a hatred to America how a country he followed that spread the word of freedom just went and conquer land as if they were the british. This is what sets the seed for him and the ideal he and the cult follow which is freedom. The freedom to be and do whatever you want. He hates the influence of the church and slavery. Which is why he causes the civil war to happen.

I also plan for the members of the cult to not just be blank slates that wear hoodies. They are people who were down on their luck that was conformed to join. I had ideas for the type of stories some will have but don't think I can do it appropriately.

I also has a idea for a traitor to be in the gang which would've been the other person. At first I wanted to make it seem like the gambler would've been the traitor as he is a douchebag but he also grows from being a douchebag through the story.

I have the first half of the beginning written out but I dunno. I just kind off gave up after all I realized how little I know about the wild west and even tho I did try to research I just never got it. So I moved on. To another serie that I dropped aswell but I'll speak about that one another time

Also go check my pinned post to read the chapter of my (possibly dropped) serie. I wanna hear opinions

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[joseph-the-traveler]

I got really into this song and now the lyrics gave me a idea on what to add to my story. Now I gotta create the characters for it, the location, the lore of the place, and how I want it to end. Something about the song is just really catchy to me and calming. I should probably tell yall what it is. It's Nunca Quise de Intoxicado

[joseph-the-traveler]

Well one thing I have to say it I haven't written anything yet. Well that isn't true either I do have a chapter out on wattpad and is linked on my first page. I am trying tho even tho I am procrastinating a lot. I don't even know if I want to restart the wattpad chapter or continue it but that'll be in do time.

1. The lesson in the story is whatever I think fits in the arc. I plan on multiple arcs in my story so each one may have a lesson or it could not have one.

2. The world inspiration is just a bunch of different stuff I like. All the media I enjoy is what inspires my wolrd. The world is a massive one where anywhere the character goes could be a completely different genre. One second he may be in a medieval kingdom, to a city in the clouds, to a cyberpunk city, to even a magical kingdom.

3. My mc is trying to discover wonders that he never seen before. A simple motive that he needs to explore. My biggest dream is to be inspirational and inspire others to write just like my idols have. I want my story to inspire a even better story.

4. However many it needs.

5. Original content that I plan on posting on Wattpad

6. Why I started writing was because I always like my characters in story and every time I'm in the shower I imagine a lot of them and I also really like stories. I also wanted to leave to a art school but I can't draw so I chose writing. Seeing how little progress I made I probably won't be able to go anyways so I do it for fun now.

7. I just started so I have none. Anyways I am procrastinating currently so don't be like me 👍

Writers of Tumblr, I have an ask game for you all!

Please reblog and answer these questions, maybe tag others too! My asks are also open for them.

By the way, please read my snippets of TFLOC!

What is the main lesson of your story (e.g. kindness, diversity, anti-war), and why did you choose it?

What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding (like real-life cultures, animals, famous media, websites, etc.)?

What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them? Do you want to inspire others, teach forgiveness, help readers grow as a person?

How many chapters is your story going to have?

Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

When and why did you start writing?

Do you have any words of engagement for fellow writers of Writeblr? What other writers of Tumblr do you follow?

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[joseph-the-traveler]

The main character of my story Joseph The Traveler done in 16 by 16. If you want to read the "chapter 1" Even tho I'm debating on restarting it or maybe I'll continue it you can read it on wattpad

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