Rwby Socks

Welcome to Tymbor. Where death is everywhere, you might get your soul ripped out of you like a sock and everyone is either insane, about to be or deadpan serious. Did I forget to mention that civilization already ended once and is about to be torn asunder again?! Huh...... well either way you're in for a treat cause I may have accidentally released "is and isn't". What's with the quotation marks you ask? Well you'll have to find out won't you nyehehehehehehe (runs way like Skeletor.) Author notes. Hi guys this is my first story I've ever uploaded (please be gentle senpai) I borrowed elements from the SCP universe and DND hope you guys enjoy and constructive criticism will be appreciated. PS i uploaded this to see if there's any interest in the story. I might upload again every weekend or when i have chapters available

The aroma of mangos and gasoline still festers. I'm zigging and zagging down Bali's mad streets on a rented bike, my existence and crypto riches secure in the back of a backpack. And then? Spinning on the sidewalk, dodging airborne papayas, and a helpless victim as a thief swiped my sack from my shoulder in the mess. Inside: $310,000 in Bitcoin, ten years of digital vagabond work, and the socks I preferred. Local officials yawned, sipping sugary tea beside a whirring ceiling fan. "Suku banyak cryptonym?" they complained, inviting me to submit a report after nap time.  My crypto fortune was evaporating faster than an Indian sandcastle swept by monsoon rains. WhatsApp info:+12723  328 343 Enter ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, recommended by a seasoned highway veteran on a forum thread captioned "When Your Life Gets Pirated (Literally)." Desperation compelled me to cling to hope like a guest on a broken-down scooter. Their support team didn't even raise an eyebrow at my incoherent rantings. They asked for timestamps, transaction hashes, and whatever bit of metadata Website info: http s:// adware recovery specialist. com  today's detectives use magnifying glasses instead. As it turned out, my thief was no genius. He'd tried to wash my Bitcoin through a chain of offshore exchanges, creating a digital trail of breadcrumbs. ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST engineers married blockchain forensics with GPS data from my stolen equipment, following his footsteps like a high-stakes treasure hunt. They tracked him to a cybercafe in Jakarta, where he'd fought with mixers and privacy coins, blissfully unaware that each click was being duplicated. Email info: Adware recovery specialist (@) auctioneer. net  Eleven days later, I received a screenshot: my wallet balance, refilled. No fanfare, no triumphalism, but instead a modest "Your funds are safe. I slumped into a beanbag at a Ubud coworking facility, crying and laughing in half steps, while digital nomads gave me a side-eye over their cold brews. My Bitcoin was restored. My dignity? Still missing, thanks to a viral video of me face-planting into a durian stand. Telegram info: ht tp s:// t.me/ adware recovery specialist1  ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST  did not outsmart a thief, but they unveiled the fragility of our virtual world. Technical sorcery coupled with sheer determination converted a dismal nightmare into a rags-to-riches tale one in which the villain is sent a blockchain paper trail and the hero wears a headset instead of a cape. Today, my backpack holds a decoy wallet and an AirTag surgically attached to my ledger. I’ll never ride a motorbike in flip-flops again, but I’ll always travel with the ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST contact saved in triplicate. They’re the antidote to a world where crypto can vanish faster than a beach sunset, and where fruit vendors double as viral content creators. If your crypto ever goes rogue, skip the panic. Call the ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST . Just maybe avoid Bali’s fruit stands while you’re at it.

Un chico sin ningún recuerdo de su anterior vida, es reencarnado en el mundo de Remnant por una diosa desconocida, con una misión. Cogerse a todas las mujeres que pueda...

How is The cover hehe.... “Love is just a transaction—and Romeo is here to negotiate.” Meet Romeo, a self-proclaimed ladies’ man with the charm of a wet sock and the confidence of a lottery winner. With his best friends—Jack, the scheming hustler, and Noa, the perpetually exasperated voice of reason—Romeo embarks on a series of absurd misadventures, from disastrous dates to chaotic road trips. “A product is only as real as the belief behind it. That’s basic economics.” Enter Von Swipe, the self-proclaimed “love guru” whose questionable advice leads Romeo from one hilarious failure to the next. Whether it’s wearing a ghillie suit on a date or chasing storms with a vacuum cleaner, Romeo’s quest for love is anything but ordinary. “Dreams probably died in this car. And my bank account.” With a beat-up car, a group chat full of bets, and a trio of friends who redefine the word “hopeless,” Romeo with No Juliet is a laugh-out-loud journey through the chaos of love, life, and friendship. “Will Romeo ever find his Juliet? Probably not. But the ride is worth it.” And am i forgetting about someone ? Yeah that's all .....

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

Megami is a girl that has always been anything but normal. From her past and her body she is even considered crazy due to her mental state but actually is a once in a generation genius when it comes to technology and magic. Now due to her own choices she has to traverse many universe's and even different Multiverse's as she gains and loses power. She has cursed herself to be someone special in every life with no breaks but she never forgets the memories that make her soul. She will walk many paths but on the bright side she isn't alone. She has the excruciatingly painful company of the fantasy existences most powerful (Powerful as in ran with their tails between their legs at the sight of someone more powerful) Gods in the form of their dying incarnate souls. She just can't catch a break no matter what life it is... or multiverse -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ~Scene from the Novel~ She is broken but undamaged She walks the path of infinite Importance She is her own misfortune 'Why is there a poem about me in practically every lecture? I didn't make that much of an impact did I? all I did was take over a domain because it belonged to me in the first place. I do kind of remember telling my demon assistant about my past lives... I think. Maybe? I have no way to know.' Megami thought as she sat through history class. She quietly and astutely observed the wome- everyone in class, closely waiting for the chance to pleasu- befriend the gir- them. Befriend them. [*BookInfo: It starts as fast paced and complex but it will become bigger and have more complete lives. Worlds will be revisited and I am open to having Megami visit worlds like One Piece, RWBY, FNAF, and any others that you suggest.] (*AN: This is my first book I have written so please enjoy it! Yuki will be happy if you read it! Yuki will be their best to make a cover worthy of you all.) *AN: This book has parts that seem to be skipped over but will be 'Remembered' by the MC at later chapters. An example of this is the Gods Game. The MC will not remember this fondly but is cursed to remember it vividly for a period of time.

"The first time I shifted, fur wasn't the weirdest part. It was the sudden, overwhelming craving for pickled onions. Not exactly the majestic werewolf image I'd had in mind. Then, my reflection in the enchanted lake showed not a fearsome beast, but a fluffy, almost *adorable* wolf-thing with mismatched socks. Yep, socks. Turns out, my 'golden finger' was less 'summoning beasts' and more 'questionable fashion choices in alternate forms'. Lily, bless her noble heart, just sighed and handed me a jar of onions."

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.

Under the new red sun, the mutated animals and the mutated people called "fighters" are engaged in a never-ending war for control of the Earth. When three delinquents students are given scholarships to Yellow Sun Academy, the most prestigious fighter academy, it falls to them and their new friends to defend the Earth from the animals. Can the fighter students rise to the occasion and saved all of mankind? Or will the animals finally win? (Inspired by Rooster Teeth's RWBY)

Sinopsis: En un mundo donde el bien y el mal se entrelazan en un juego de sombras, Caelum es un joven cazador con un pasado marcado por la criminalidad, el abuso y la lealtad rota. Hijo de una fauno y un humano, su vida está en constante lucha entre dos mundos: el de los cazadores, donde la justicia y el honor son ley, y el de los bajos fondos, donde el caos y la traición son moneda corriente. Mientras se adapta a su nueva vida en Beacon, una academia destinada a entrenar a los héroes del futuro, Caelum se encuentra atrapado en una telaraña de emociones y secretos. Su relación con su hermano Jaune, su conexión con la feroz Winter, y su creciente atracción por Pyrrha lo ponen en el centro de un conflicto interno. Pero no todo es lo que parece, y su lazo con el oscuro Roman Torchwick y el peligroso Colmillo Blanco amenaza con desbordarse, arrastrando a Caelum y a sus compañeros en un torbellino de traición, amor y sacrificio. A medida que la guerra contra las fuerzas oscuras se intensifica, Caelum se verá obligado a elegir entre su deber, su lealtad y el amor que nace en su corazón. ¿Será capaz de reconciliar su pasado con su futuro, o se perderá en un mar de dudas, secretos y decisiones que podrían destruir todo lo que ha aprendido a amar? Un relato épico de acción, emociones complejas y dilemas morales, donde el destino de Remnant pende de un hilo y los corazones de los héroes se ven atrapados en la lucha entre la luz y la oscuridad.

**Synopsis:** Nathan Reeds—underpaid programmer by day, half-hearted writer by night, and officially the most unlucky guy on the planet. He spends his days coding crappy apps no one cares about and his nights cranking out terrible web novels that make him want to cry into his ramen. And his bank account? Yeah, it's as empty as his soul. Then, in true “what could go wrong?” fashion, Nathan dies. But don’t get your hopes up—this isn’t some epic hero's journey. No, he wakes up in the body of Dante overnight. Who’s Dante, you ask? Oh, just the over-the-top villain from a failed, cringe-worthy web novel written by his most annoying client. Dante's life is a joke—disowned after getting kicked out of a party like an embarrassing dad at prom, and now he's stuck in the plot’s gutter, utterly useless. So, here’s Nathan’s new life: he's got a deadbeat body, zero powers, and a reputation worse than a wet sock. He might’ve been a nobody in his last life, but now he’s the villain everyone loves to hate. Great. Just great. “I died for this? Hell, I’d rather be back at my desk, staring at a blank screen, wondering why I still bother.” It’s hard to imagine life getting any worse. Fingers crossed.

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Stockpiling Supplies) Suddenly, natural disasters hit and the world changed drastically. First, it was extreme heat, then extreme cold, followed by earthquakes, thick fog, eternal night, and acid rain. Liu Ruyan, who had struggled to survive alone in the apocalypse for ten years, finally died in the pouring acid rain. When she opened her eyes again, Liu Ruyan found that she had been reborn, and there were still three months before the apocalypse. After discovering a huge portable space in her family heirloom, Liu Ruyan set herself the first small goal after rebirth - spending 2.1 billion yuan to fill the space with supplies! From then on, Liu Ruyan started the stockpiling mode. Rice, flour, cooking oil and salt? Buy! Chickens, ducks, fish and meat? Buy! Clothes, hats, shoes and socks? Buy! Dried meat, chicken feet, mini hot pots, potato chips, spicy strips, and luosifen, none can be missed! (A survival story in the apocalypse, the male lead will be absolutely unexpected!)

If anybody ever told my I would be reborn in a fictional world as a fictional character I would have called them crazy or asked what they were smoking but waking up in the body of jaune arc from RWBY was not what I was expecting might as well make the most of it,good thing a got the super brain Gamer system to help me with that.

A NEW STORY LADIES AND GENTS, THIS IS A STORY ABOUT THE DANGERS OF ALCOHOL AND HANG AROUND BAD PEOPLE AND WELL BE RIGHT ON TIME IN YOUR HOME OR YOUR WIFE WILL KILL YOU.

"In the whimsical world of "Sock Sleuth," eccentric detective Bartholomew P. Sockington is renowned for his knack for solving the most bizarre mysteries. When the peaceful village is plagued by a string of sock thefts, Bartholomew takes it upon himself to unravel the perplexing case of the missing socks. Teaming up with his trusty sidekick, a talking sock puppet named Socrates, Bartholomew embarks on a hilarious and action-packed adventure filled with twists, turns, and plenty of laundry mishaps. Along the way, he encounters a colorful cast of characters, from quirky laundromat owners to mischievous sock gnomes, each with their own secrets to uncover. As Bartholomew delves deeper into the mystery, he discovers that the fate of the entire village may hang in the balance. With time running out and sock-stealing villains lurking around every corner, Bartholomew must use all of his wit, charm, and clumsiness to crack the case before it's too late. "Sock Sleuth" is a laugh-out-loud funny and heartwarming tale of friendship, adventure, and the power of a good pair of socks."

A teenager is given a choice, be reborn and forget their current life's memories or be reborn with their memories intact and buy a power of their choice but through the use of their karma. The teenager chooses the second option and says the power they want. The teenager, once again, is portaled away. A teen awaken in a hospital bed. He also remembers something he had forgot and says, "I can't believe I was reincarnated in My Hero Academia... At least it's not Marvel or DC." [Ding] [Host's Past Life Memories Detected, Exiting Dormant State] "I didn't ask for a system!" ______________________________________ Authors Notes: You want to know more details of the story. You know what to do. This book contains themes such as suicide, blood, and gore. Those who are not comfortable with these, please do not read this book. RWBY was made by Rooster Teeth, and My Hero Academia was made by Kōhei Horikoshi. P.S. First time writing a story. Creative criticism is appreciated. Sep. 15: This book is now abandoned. After two months of trying to decide on how to continue the story, I made the decision to pull the plug. If anyone wants to use this idea of mine for a story and add their own ideas and twists to it, I don't mind.

In the year X457, interstellar travel and piracy is at an all-time high, which has only escalated due to the rumor of a mysterious planet, known as Eden, which lies uninhabitated at the edge of the universe. It is unknown what the planet possesses or if it exists in the first place, but a crew of young rookie space pirates are determined to find it and its secrets. The story follows a young man named Hermes 'Socks' Martinez as he attempts to find a cure for his younger sister's mysterious, deadly illness. Along the way he learns of the legendary planet of Eden and meets many allies, all of which are determined to reach the legendary planet for their own reasons, be it wealth, fame, adventure, or solitude.

First fic, Extremely Op!Mc Evil!Mc. Gamer with the ability Hakai - the power wielded by Gods of Destruction. M for Creativity, Gore, and Profanity. No lemons for the time being but it's a possibility. First world is RWBY.

Rumors in the capital suggested that the youngest son of the Huo family was considered useless compared to his brothers and had ventured into the entertainment industry to become a Movie King. Additionally, it was rumored that he was hiding his wife because she was from the countryside. No matter how much people tried to persuade him, he would always say the same sentence: "My madam is very ordinary and has a bad temper. You'd better not bully her." Everyone laughed secretly, thinking that birds of a feather flock together. Until one day, when Mr. Huo was trying to poach a certain big shot, he stared at the chain of sock puppets he accidentally discovered. "Internationally renowned doctor." "Best author." "Boss behind the large-scale conglomerate." … They were all his wife's online identities used for purposes of deception. Young Master Huo fell into a strange silence and turned stiffly to look at his little wife, who supposedly didn't know anything. The two big bosses, who were hiding from each other, probably never thought of revealing themselves for a little mistake. Both of them were as lofty as lotuses and were also like cliffs buried in three inches of snow.

Twisted Fate 1... "Where is she?" "BOSS! Huh! Actually..." --- "Say clearly! WHERE IS KASHI SHARMA...!?" "Ugh! Well, She clearly refused your offer! Even don't wanna meet you!" ___ Both businessmen were in their conversations. It's about land, whom is Mr. Prashant Rana Singhaniya gets a big offer to build a multi-complex mall in the Varanasi state and wanna take that land from a girl. He is the most popular eligible bachelor and the CEO of a multimillion architect company. Also, he was an Alpha of Rajasthan state, India. Whereas; Miss. Kashi Sharma ___ came from a small middle-class family, who has only her father left. And before her mother's death, gave her that land (which Prashant) looking for! She was too stubborn to give that piece of land, in order for her sentiments. After 3 weeks, Out of a sudden; everyone saw Kashi marrying Prashant, in front of society people. On the same day, they found her only family, which is her father was an accident and die on that spot! Everyone guesses that it was a suspicious murder... Everybody has gone socked...!! And now they are getting married? How is it possible? What the heck is happening with these two?

As they stood in a void, ready to embark on their interdimensional adventure, Rugaris explained their mission. Y/n's enthusiasm shone through as he connected the dots, recognizing the references to fictional worlds like RWBY and MHA. Naomi, on the other hand, remained grounded, dismissing those worlds as mere fiction. With a final farewell, they were enveloped in a blinding light, whisked away to their first destination. The unknown awaited them, but they faced it together, united by love and a newfound purpose.

1st Part Interviewer: Here we are today to have more in depth analysis of two exceptional young men currently overtaking craze online because of a lot of situations that was either coincidentally filmed by others or were based on their works. Lots of people, especially the CP—eherm, especially the enthusiastic fans wanted to know a lot about your relationship. Zeri: "Sure." Brienne: Looks away. "Whatever." Viewers: Kyaa! Zeri is so gentle while Brienne is so snobbish but handsome! Interviewer: "Eversince your first appearance and until now, the two of you had been together, showing really good attitude towards each other. Brienne: "You saw wrong." Zeri: Remained smiling. "……" Interviewer: "S-so our first question is, uhm, when the two of you first met, what did you feel?" Zeri: "Irritation." Brienne: "Fear." What the heck is going on? Why is this flow so wrong?! Interviewer: Trembling while holding their lists of questions. Not really clear if it's anger or fear they were currently feeling. "What I mean is, what did you first thought of each other when you first saw one another?" Zeri: "Hmm, well, when the two of us first met, it was really a kind that was unique but cliche. I've never really thought I'd be able to meet someone that way" Brienne: "The kind where you want to forget about it but you can't?" He became more serious as he was earlier. Interviewer: Excited. I think we're up to something here! "So, you mean…" Zeri: "It was embarassing, really." The viewers and people on set became excited as they thought that it was to that sort of thing! The one with the 'doki-doki' feeling! Zeri: "I had the really strong urge to just sock him in the face" The people watching: Violence! Interviewer: Totally numb and was expressionless. "How about you, Brienne?" Brienne: "I was dizzy at that time so I couldn't think much, but I did feel that it hurt, but it didn't hurt much truthfully." Everyone: So, the fight did happen?! How come the princely-looking one was more violent than the one with the delinquent aura?! ……

Reach had fallen. Noble Team is gone. And Earth is all that's left. Spartan B312 had made his last stand and is mysteriously sent into another world where magic exists. He will have to find a way back to UNSC space. He will meet new friends and new foes. –This is my first story. I will rewrite this when I gain more experience as a writer. –I don't own RWBY or Halo. They belong to their respective companies. –This story will mostly follow the events in RWBY but later it will follow its own storyline with other characters, OCs will be added in this story and original names will be added to some characters that don't have already established first or last names. Original backstories will also be given to the characters that don't or barely have a backstory, and there will be returns to different characters within the halo and possibly the RWBY universes. I do hope you enjoy this.

Aaron is a social outcast. But he will soon relise that having people around only gets them dead or worse. Will he have the coutage to be the hero or succumb to the villain

A past of one Jaune forgotten now seen and remembered. See into the trials he had faced long before. WARNING FIRST STORY CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM WELCOME