Ninja Turtles Fishface の小説・ストーリー

October noticed that the fishes didn't look like any fish she had ever seen before; they looked kind of out of worldly. One was completely blue, even its eyes were blue, like someone threw paint at it. Another one was transparent. You could see right through it, along with its organs. There was another one with two heads and a snake's tail. October was about to put her hand in the water, but someone called out to her. "Stop, they will eat you alive." The man said. He was tall, built like a wrestler, with long black hair. October looked back at the fishes. It was then that she noticed their teeth.

Small weird face fishes moved out of our way as we continued to descend and move. The bubble shifted and started to turn. Getting closer and closer to one of the walls. “Now this is the part where it gets tricky.” He says and points to the bottom of the wall where a jagged opening is. “That hole right there was created by Fifi back when she was smaller. She tried to follow me back and made that huge dented opening right there. She wasn’t that successful though as she only managed to make a hole big enough for her snout. What a cutie.” He chuckled and it took everything in me just to laugh along with him. Sure. A sea creature destroying a facility is...cute.

"Are you sure that this one is even edible, to begin with?" She added while sporting an inexplicable expression on her face. Her face could not help but twitch as she eyed the fish. "Of course I am young miss. Your grandfather loves to enjoy a bowl of BAMBINO FISH soup during cold days." Sabel asserted in an affirmative manner. There was no way that she could get it wrong because she recalled cooking the same kind of fish for as far as she could remember. "B-Bu- But this one looks horrible! Can't you see it?! That fish has the face of a baby! A B-A-B-Y! For Pete's sake!!! How come a fish could look like that?!"

“When I was six, Mom and Dad got me a fish like this one. I named him ‘Mr. Cheeto’. What name would you have in mind for your fish?” Iris cocked her head to one side. “Crush.” “But wasn’t that the turtle from ‘Finding Nemo’?” Nicola asked a bit confused. “Yes, but he’s talking funny,” Iris answered. “He makes me laugh so much.” “Well… Crush it is.” Blake came back into the room. “Babe, this stuff stinks,” he said, holding out a plastic container of food. “Maybe you shouldn’t be sniffing ‘this stuff’ then,” Nicola countered dryly, taking the container from him.

My parents look at each other quizzically but when I look at Alpha Eric I can see him searching his soul, if he has any. “I went through a dangerous forest where I was attacked by a beast, the origin of the scar on my face. Some people call me Scarface because of this. They may be doing so to scorn me, but the scar is a constant reminder that I fought and conquered adversity.” This is aimed at Bernice and Tiffany. Jim walks away from his place next to Drake and goes towards where Josephine is seated. I hope that she won't raise any drama. “I am most thankful to the family who rescued me from the jaws of the beast and took care of me.” I can see Benjamin acknowledging.

As he stares and smirked at Zara'm who was laying on the ground like a helpless soul and Zara'm could sense it that Mikel is not okay, because Mikel with his right eye can never think of swooping down from a 3 storey building. Well, the look she saw on Mikel's face smelled so dangerous added to the surprise that Mikel is fighting even more dangerous than other top members of the team. Meanwhile, Mikel dashes at Fisher and bangs him another hot punch on his chest, sending Fisher to the wall. Fisher crashed into the wall and fell down as he begins to bleed blood out of his nose. And Fisher became so surprised that Mikel who can't even withstand an attack of a rat sent him down with a dangerous

Adrian mused, gazing at the red fish roasting on the campfire before him. Considering the formidable abilities displayed by the peculiar fish from the Blood River, even seasoned Grandmasters would struggle against them. Were it not for the Divine Frost Slayer Blade, possessing rudimentary intelligence and strength surpassing that of an ordinary Grandmaster, Adrian might have fallen prey to these fish rather than sitting by the fire, savoring their strange flesh.

Her lips were pressed to Caesar's chin, calling softly, " Caesar." "Hmm," Caesar simply replied, turning his face to kiss her golden curls, "I'm here with you." I'm here with you. Little Lola. Lola was shaking, hugging Caesar, looking past his warm shoulder to see the fish tank not far away. In the transparent, large fish tank, a peacock cichlid with a beautiful large tail was being raised. Just now, Caesar had personally scattered the bait, the mantis shrimp, the largest of which was almost as thick as the cichlid's wrist, like it had bones. The peacock cichlid opened its mouth to bite the mantis shrimp forcefully but accidentally got stuck on the edge. It could only swallow it down with th

I tried to see his face, but a veil of fire hindered my vision, then Nova’s desperate voice brought me back to my world. “It’s time to attack, Helena.” This scene was clearly a distraction as the wrist above the water knotted my stomach, I swiftly splashed the water with my hand, turning it into a big wave. As water was in tune with my soul, this rhythm created ripples around that hand, surrounding it with sheer energy. In no time, a colorless doom of water formed around it to cage that intruder. The goldfish turned into a flock of Piranha, attacking on the flesh to tear it apart.

She then secretly pulled Alex’s hand and whispered, “Junior, she is a fish. A Naga is considered a fish, right? Could you even get laid with a fish?” Alex corrected her. “A Naga is not a fish.” Frostine said, “I’m not blind. She has such a large fishtail, so how is she not a fish? More importantly, she only has a tail, but she doesn’t have those parts. Uh, how did you do it with her? With your mouth?” Alex fell silent. He was totally speechless. “Senior, what have you experienced during the period of my departure? Why do I feel you look like a completely different person? And you sound… so suggestive.”