Tanuki Oc Novels & Stories

Karina snapped *** Note : *Oji-san : Uncle in Japanase

Quinn mutters as a very important information dawns on him. The detectors can’t detect a presence in the servers because the hacker didn't use an electronic wave like normal devices; and there's only one non-electronic wave virtual world visitor in existence at the moment: Tekna. Mia has paced up and down her room so much that she's sure that if the floors aren't made of tiles, she'll have worn them out by now. Andrew should have arrived by now, she thinks to herself as she takes a seat in her sofa but stands up again almost immediately with worried energy all over her body. Maybe he’s in trouble, she considers.

The man in the frame was in his mid thirties and he looked very similar to Marco which made her believe that he must have been the older Mister McCoy, Beside him was a very beautiful woman, a little shorter than him but with the pale complexion and electric blue eyes. There were two kids in the frame. One looked around seven years old wearing a black tuxedo as his mother caressed his hair. There was Another boy in the frame around three years old, He was wearing the same black tuxedo as the older one but his face was blank and he looked like he was a complete stranger to the family.

The frantic neon light of the main street was reduced to a faint, orange glow that filtered through the thick web of overhead power cables, casting long, spider-like shadows across the wet cobblestones. At the far end of the alley, sitting on a wooden milk crate outside a tiny, shuttered ramen shop, was Ren Tanaka. He was a young man in his late twenties, his short black hair shaved close at the sides, his face marked by a long, clean scar that ran from his left temple down to his jawline. He wore a dark, oversized nylon bomber jacket and heavy boots, looking like a typical Shinjuku street youth, but his eyes were a startling, brilliant amber gold that marked him as a purebred Alpha of the n

"Do it!" I sprinted toward the maintenance panel, my hands flying over the controls. I didn't need to read the labels; I could *see* the result of every lever I pulled. The pipes hissed and groaned, releasing a thick, blinding curtain of steam into the main tunnel just as the agents rounded the corner. Back in the vault, Leo finished the final line of code. "It’s done! The data is queued. As soon as the main broadcast starts, it’s going to hit every screen in Oakhaven."

"He arrived at the shower block, Body Space 8. He had more or less resigned himself to the women being old and decrepit and was taken aback to see teenagers. There were four of them near the showers, all between fifteen and seventeen, opposite the sinks. Two of them wore bikini bottoms and waited as the other two played under the shower like otters, chatting and laughing and splashin..." "Nah."Marcus flips the next page. "This wouldn't work for me. I don't want teenagers as my model" Jenifer chuckled at his words and shakes her head as she looks for another scene by another author. "Okay this.. Haruki Murakami, Wind-Up Bird Chronicle