Glitch Oc Novels & Stories

But that isn’t a problem with you now, is it? Aftershock (Mastery Level of Proficiency): This is a Glow descended from Olympus and is easily one of the most easy to use Glows in the user’s possession. This Glow is a passive one, and doesn’t need to be activated. Aftershock is a complementary Glow, and it extends the activation period of any skill by ten percent and decreases their cooldowns by 15 percent. However, it also has an active side, though user hasn’t unlocked this feature yet. This skill has no cooldown.

lived in the shadows, their bodies warped by the city’s static. ​"You shouldn't be here, Alpha," a voice rasped from a pile of discarded server racks. ​A man emerged, his skin covered in glowing, blue "Circuit-Tattoos" that flickered like dying embers. He was a "Glitcher", a shifter whose DNA had been partially overwritten by the city’s data-stream. ​"We’re looking for the 'Black-Aperture' hub," Leo said, his hand resting on his pulse-pistol. "We heard it’s buried under the old Imperial Palace."

She waved and made her way back to her Amber Nerd. With a victorious grin, I mentally crossed out Natasha off my list. Olivia Pierce, where is your odious ass right now?

“We vote now. All in favor of letting Glitch move forward with the registration, hands up.” One by one, the hands rise. Knox. Glitch. Echo. A few others. Then Growl, after a long moment of hesitation. Wrench hesitates last, but his hand finally lifts too. “All right,” Echo says, voice final. “It’s done. Glitch, you handle the system. Get Ghost flagged, quietly. Use a ghost protocol.” “I know what I’m doing,” Glitch replies, already pulling his tablet from his bag. Echo looks back at me. “You better pray this works, because if it doesn’t...”

Once the rage of the God of War was set ablaze, it was not something small potatoes like them can handle! The situation of Glory Real Estate at this moment was the best proof. They had to repent their mistakes in front of the raging God of War!

"I thought it would be rude not to accept so I did." And he found a way to make it come handy too, Megan added in her head, suddenly finding herself impressed by the ingenuity of Ricardo's mind. Just then, Adolf's wings suddenly began to glow and he let out an, "Oh-oh!" "What does "Oh-oh!" mean exactly?" Ricardo looked at him. "EMP." They couldn't afford an EMP in that moment! Megan screamed in her head. A blast like that would surely attract attention to the team's presence, and it wouldn't even help their case all that much against the assailants still trying to kill them even then.

UNEXPECTED OBSERVER DETECTED. ANALYZING… The hiss rose at the back of my mind. The same precursor as before. “No,” I said, under my breath. “Not now.” “Clara?” Dante snapped. “You good?” “My hand—” I managed. “It’s fine. I’ve got it.” The hiss swelled. The menu glitched. Lines of code flashed and then vanished. TRIGGER: PENDING, a phantom overlay whispered where no one else could see. I yanked my hand off the keyboard like it was hot.

I guess going through this hell is worth it. I shake my head while listening to Gland singing the lyrics of a song that already exists -- 'A Little Bit Of...' by Lou Bega. They're butchering a true classic. I don't get how they have not been arrested for this yet. All their songs are copied. I can not be the only one on Earth who sees this?! I shut my eyes closed and hope for the next couple of lyrics to end quickly.

"Let's finish this." He jumped down from the platform, landing on the ledge between Jack and the exit. Jack stood up. He was cornered. Hurt. Out of tricks. But he was smiling. "You know," Jack said, raising his left hand. "You're right. I am a glitch." He grabbed the Entropy glove and ripped it off completely. He threw it into the water. "And glitches," Jack said as the runes on his arm began to glow with a blinding, unstable light, "tend to crash the system."

But as it hit the iron blade, it began to smoke. **[ERROR: UNAUTHORIZED DATA MODIFICATION]** **[CRITICAL FAILURE: NARRATIVE CORRUPTION DETECTED]** I slammed the bloody sword into the ground. "I am Kaima!" I roared. "And I am the **Glitch**!" A wave of black static erupted from the sword. It wasn't beautiful. It was terrifying. It looked like ink spilled on a painting, spreading out and erasing the silver suits, the white staffs, and the perfect faces of the Shareholders.