[September 9, 2:30 PM] [Wright Anything Agency] “Hey, boss. There’s someone here to see you.” Phoenix looked up from his paperwork. Athena was standing in his office doorway. “Really? Who is it?” “Dunno, she wouldn’t tell me. She says she knows you, though.” Phoenix raised an eyebrow. (A woman who knows me, but Athena doesn’t? It can’t be Maya, she’s still studying in Khura’in. Maybe a former client? Maggey, maybe? Lotta? …oh please don’t let it be Oldbag.) He sat up, smoothed back his hair and adjusted his tie. “Alright, send her in.” Athena nodded, but before she could even turn, the visitor appeared at her side, shoved past and marched into his office. Athena yelled a protest, but the woman paid her no heed. Phoenix recognised her instantly; April May, former secretary of Bluecorp CEO, assistant to Mr. Redd White, and accomplice in the murder of his old boss, Mia Fey. He tensed. ”Ah. Welcome, Miss May.” (I take it back. I’d rather have Oldbag!) April smiled from ear to ear,
Super Mario Bros.: A Crown Fit For A Princess by ShinMakeovers, literature
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Super Mario Bros.: A Crown Fit For A Princess
Bowser stared down the three turtles that stood before his throne. At the front was an older Koopa clad in the characteristic blue robes of a Magikoopa. Behind him, two young Koopa Troopas, rigid with fear and reverence. They had between them a yellow block with a large white ? decorating each face. "A new power-up, you say?" Bowser asked, leaning forward and glaring intently into the Magikoopa's spectacles. The young Koopas trembled, but the Magikoopa didn't flinch. "And you think this will help me beat Mario, Kamek?" Kamek chose his words carefully. Though he was one of the very few that didn't fear the Koopa King, Bowser was still smarting over his latest loss against the Mushroom Kingdom's hero, and the last thing he wanted to deal with was another royal temper tantrum; he got enough of that from the young prince. "I'm almost certain, your majesty. Even the Mario Bros. haven't been seen using it yet, at least according to our scouts. So if you were to use it against them, you'd
Artie's pencil scratch away at the paper, hard at work. Six years of his life he'd wasted working for the Sidney Studios, and what did he have to show for it? Nothing! Oh sure, the company was raking in cash like nobody's business, and they were easily THE most popular animation studio by a landslide, and it was all thanks to his creations... but did he get any of the money, fame or glory? Would anyone know that their beloved cartoons about Ricky Rat, Hugs the Hare, or Danny Duck were all the brainchildren of Artie Shawn? Would they hell. That jerk Oswald Sidney had weaseled a few "minor" clauses into his contract ensuring that all credit went to the company, meaning that Artie was just another faceless nobody under the brand while all the profits for HIS work went straight into Sidney's pocket. Well, no more. Artie had a new idea for a cartoon, one that Sidney wouldn't get his hands on. One that would get him out of this soul-sucking job, and let him start his OWN entertainment
Tsunade smiled to herself as she looked over the papers on her desk. Seemed like everything was going according to plan. Being Hokage was a stressful job at the best of times, but she'd been having an especially frustrating time over the past few weeks. Every day, complaints from frustrated women regarding a certain white-haired peeping tom. Sure, Jiraiya had always been a pervert, but lately he'd been getting more and more brazen. And of course, when she confronted him about it, he always fed her the same excuse; "research for my new novel". Yet another perverted book about men chasing women. Icha Icha Bunnygirls, if she remembered correctly, or some stupid title like that. It was when she found out he tried to sneak into the baths themselves using a variant of Naruto's Sexy Jutu that her patience finally ran out. He had to be taught a lesson. And she had the perfect method. After all, she was Konoha's best medic-nin. * * * * * Jiraiya groaned as he woke up. He still felt groggy,
Twisted Metal: A Sweet Deal by ShinMakeovers, literature
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Twisted Metal: A Sweet Deal
The ding of the elevator told Needles Kane that he had reached his destination. The doors parted to reveal Calypso's office, the dark marble shining orange in the glow of Kane's fiery scalp. At the far end was a polished darkwood desk, the chair facing out to look out over the city through the enormous gothic windows. Kane scowled behind his grinning clown mask and entered, just as the chair turned to face him. In his expensive-looking black and red suit, his burnt face forming the smuggest expression Kane had ever seen, the organiser of the contest was unmistakable. "Welcome, Sweet Tooth," Calypso said, standing to greet his guest. "Congratulations on winning the Twisted Metal competiti-" Kane cut him off with a slam of his axe, taking a good chunk out of his desk. Calypso frowned. "Cut the crap, Calypso," Kane snarled, his hair-like flames almost seeming to burn even hotter. "I won your game, now I want my prize." "Indeed." Calypso brushed a few errant splinters from his jacket.
Over-Shadow-ed At The Circus by ShinMakeovers, literature
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Over-Shadow-ed At The Circus
Rouge smiled as she stood backstage at her club, watching Sonique perform on-stage. Ever since she signed him up, her club had been more successful than ever. The sheer novelty of the world famous blue blur singing in a dress attracted a lot of new clientele, and the fact that Sonic looked and sounded fabulous made sure they stuck around. It was a win-win! When the music wound down and Sonique blew kisses to his fans, he stepped backstage and her smile instantly vanished. "Another great show tonight, beautiful." Rouge chuckled. "Yeah..." Sonique muttered as he strode past, heading straight for his dressing room. "...I don't know why you hired her." Rouge turned around to see a familiar black and red hedgehog, arms folded and leaning against the wall. "Oh, it's you, Shadow," Rouge said. "I mean, sure, maybe a drag act was a bit of a gamble, but enough people are willing to pay to see her, so what's the problem? Even you can't deny our revenue has only gone up since she
WarioWare: A Little Halloween Magic by ShinMakeovers, literature
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WarioWare: A Little Halloween Magic
The moon shone high over Diamond City. The streets were bustling with children flitting around in their carefully chosen outfits, while every yard was decorated with pumpkins, tombstones, skeletons and bats. Tricks and treats, costumes and candy, and ghosts and ghouls were the order of the day, as it was the spookiest time of the year. And the favourite day of a certain girl living in a certain haunted mansion. "Nothing beats Halloween, huh, Ashley?" asked Red as he put the finishing touches on his Jack-o-lantern. The outer shell had been carved into a goofy smiling face, a contrast to the screaming pumpkin Ashley made earlier. He looked over to the young witch, who was standing by the window. "...you okay?" Ashley didn't answer. Her attention was exclusively on the people passing by her home. Dressed in costume, buckets full of sweet treats, laughing and having fun with one another. She felt her teeth grind. "Ashley?" Red hovered over her shoulder, before she turned and walked
Gravity Falls: Taking Over Tonight by ShinMakeovers, literature
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Gravity Falls: Taking Over Tonight
'No! Stay back, you fiends!' 'Braiiiins...' 'Aaaaargh!' Dipper and Wendy burst out laughing between shoving popcorn into their mouths, the room dark save the light from the TV. Wendy's father and brothers were away for the weekend, so she'd invited Dipper over for a sleepover. "Man, these old B-movies are a riot!" the older girl said, reaching down for another handful, only to grasp air. She looked down and saw the bowl was empty. "Oh, shoot, we're out." Dipper looked, then smiled. "Hey, no worries, I'll go get some more." "Don't be dumb," Wendy smiled back and stood up. "You're the guest, dude, let me get it." She chuckled and walked out with the bowl, but paused and looked back. "Why don't you decide what we watch next while I'm gone? Make it entertaining!" "A-Alright, I will!" Dipper smiled and waved as she left, and once she was gone he let out a blissful sigh. This was great. Sure, even if she didn't feel the way he did about her, it was great to just spend time with her as
Star Vs TFOE: Dancing With Demons by ShinMakeovers, literature
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Star Vs TFOE: Dancing With Demons
Marco sighed as he reclined on his bed. This was the life. Fresh plate of nachos by his side, his favourite band blaring on his phone, and a whole weekend to himself. Nothing could ruin this for him! 'And we'll be... Just Friends, we'll be-' 'Space Unicorn! Soaring through the stars! Delivering the rainbows, all around the world!~' Marco's brow furrowed. Except that. He picked up his phone, glancing at the name. Yep, just as he thought. He hit answer. "Hey, Marco! Listen, I need a fa-" "No." He hung up and set his phone back down. He closed his eyes. Three, two, one... "Space Unicorn-" Beep. "Please, just hear me out-" "No." Beep. Three. Two. One. "Space Uni-" Beep. "Come on, Marco!" "Tom, I'm not going to the ball with you!" On the other end of the line, Tom cringed. Guess word had got out after all. "Look, Marco, you know I wouldn't ask you unless it was an emergency. I just need someone to go with me, please!" "Why don't you ask Star?" Marco asked through a mouthful of
[September 9, 2:30 PM] [Wright Anything Agency] “Hey, boss. There’s someone here to see you.” Phoenix looked up from his paperwork. Athena was standing in his office doorway. “Really? Who is it?” “Dunno, she wouldn’t tell me. She says she knows you, though.” Phoenix raised an eyebrow. (A woman who knows me, but Athena doesn’t? It can’t be Maya, she’s still studying in Khura’in. Maybe a former client? Maggey, maybe? Lotta? …oh please don’t let it be Oldbag.) He sat up, smoothed back his hair and adjusted his tie. “Alright, send her in.” Athena nodded, but before she could even turn, the visitor appeared at her side, shoved past and marched into his office. Athena yelled a protest, but the woman paid her no heed. Phoenix recognised her instantly; April May, former secretary of Bluecorp CEO, assistant to Mr. Redd White, and accomplice in the murder of his old boss, Mia Fey. He tensed. ”Ah. Welcome, Miss May.” (I take it back. I’d rather have Oldbag!) April smiled from ear to ear,
Super Mario Bros.: A Crown Fit For A Princess by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
Super Mario Bros.: A Crown Fit For A Princess
Bowser stared down the three turtles that stood before his throne. At the front was an older Koopa clad in the characteristic blue robes of a Magikoopa. Behind him, two young Koopa Troopas, rigid with fear and reverence. They had between them a yellow block with a large white ? decorating each face. "A new power-up, you say?" Bowser asked, leaning forward and glaring intently into the Magikoopa's spectacles. The young Koopas trembled, but the Magikoopa didn't flinch. "And you think this will help me beat Mario, Kamek?" Kamek chose his words carefully. Though he was one of the very few that didn't fear the Koopa King, Bowser was still smarting over his latest loss against the Mushroom Kingdom's hero, and the last thing he wanted to deal with was another royal temper tantrum; he got enough of that from the young prince. "I'm almost certain, your majesty. Even the Mario Bros. haven't been seen using it yet, at least according to our scouts. So if you were to use it against them, you'd
Artie's pencil scratch away at the paper, hard at work. Six years of his life he'd wasted working for the Sidney Studios, and what did he have to show for it? Nothing! Oh sure, the company was raking in cash like nobody's business, and they were easily THE most popular animation studio by a landslide, and it was all thanks to his creations... but did he get any of the money, fame or glory? Would anyone know that their beloved cartoons about Ricky Rat, Hugs the Hare, or Danny Duck were all the brainchildren of Artie Shawn? Would they hell. That jerk Oswald Sidney had weaseled a few "minor" clauses into his contract ensuring that all credit went to the company, meaning that Artie was just another faceless nobody under the brand while all the profits for HIS work went straight into Sidney's pocket. Well, no more. Artie had a new idea for a cartoon, one that Sidney wouldn't get his hands on. One that would get him out of this soul-sucking job, and let him start his OWN entertainment
Tsunade smiled to herself as she looked over the papers on her desk. Seemed like everything was going according to plan. Being Hokage was a stressful job at the best of times, but she'd been having an especially frustrating time over the past few weeks. Every day, complaints from frustrated women regarding a certain white-haired peeping tom. Sure, Jiraiya had always been a pervert, but lately he'd been getting more and more brazen. And of course, when she confronted him about it, he always fed her the same excuse; "research for my new novel". Yet another perverted book about men chasing women. Icha Icha Bunnygirls, if she remembered correctly, or some stupid title like that. It was when she found out he tried to sneak into the baths themselves using a variant of Naruto's Sexy Jutu that her patience finally ran out. He had to be taught a lesson. And she had the perfect method. After all, she was Konoha's best medic-nin. * * * * * Jiraiya groaned as he woke up. He still felt groggy,
Twisted Metal: A Sweet Deal by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
Twisted Metal: A Sweet Deal
The ding of the elevator told Needles Kane that he had reached his destination. The doors parted to reveal Calypso's office, the dark marble shining orange in the glow of Kane's fiery scalp. At the far end was a polished darkwood desk, the chair facing out to look out over the city through the enormous gothic windows. Kane scowled behind his grinning clown mask and entered, just as the chair turned to face him. In his expensive-looking black and red suit, his burnt face forming the smuggest expression Kane had ever seen, the organiser of the contest was unmistakable. "Welcome, Sweet Tooth," Calypso said, standing to greet his guest. "Congratulations on winning the Twisted Metal competiti-" Kane cut him off with a slam of his axe, taking a good chunk out of his desk. Calypso frowned. "Cut the crap, Calypso," Kane snarled, his hair-like flames almost seeming to burn even hotter. "I won your game, now I want my prize." "Indeed." Calypso brushed a few errant splinters from his jacket.
Over-Shadow-ed At The Circus by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
Over-Shadow-ed At The Circus
Rouge smiled as she stood backstage at her club, watching Sonique perform on-stage. Ever since she signed him up, her club had been more successful than ever. The sheer novelty of the world famous blue blur singing in a dress attracted a lot of new clientele, and the fact that Sonic looked and sounded fabulous made sure they stuck around. It was a win-win! When the music wound down and Sonique blew kisses to his fans, he stepped backstage and her smile instantly vanished. "Another great show tonight, beautiful." Rouge chuckled. "Yeah..." Sonique muttered as he strode past, heading straight for his dressing room. "...I don't know why you hired her." Rouge turned around to see a familiar black and red hedgehog, arms folded and leaning against the wall. "Oh, it's you, Shadow," Rouge said. "I mean, sure, maybe a drag act was a bit of a gamble, but enough people are willing to pay to see her, so what's the problem? Even you can't deny our revenue has only gone up since she
WarioWare: A Little Halloween Magic by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
WarioWare: A Little Halloween Magic
The moon shone high over Diamond City. The streets were bustling with children flitting around in their carefully chosen outfits, while every yard was decorated with pumpkins, tombstones, skeletons and bats. Tricks and treats, costumes and candy, and ghosts and ghouls were the order of the day, as it was the spookiest time of the year. And the favourite day of a certain girl living in a certain haunted mansion. "Nothing beats Halloween, huh, Ashley?" asked Red as he put the finishing touches on his Jack-o-lantern. The outer shell had been carved into a goofy smiling face, a contrast to the screaming pumpkin Ashley made earlier. He looked over to the young witch, who was standing by the window. "...you okay?" Ashley didn't answer. Her attention was exclusively on the people passing by her home. Dressed in costume, buckets full of sweet treats, laughing and having fun with one another. She felt her teeth grind. "Ashley?" Red hovered over her shoulder, before she turned and walked
Gravity Falls: Taking Over Tonight by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
Gravity Falls: Taking Over Tonight
'No! Stay back, you fiends!' 'Braiiiins...' 'Aaaaargh!' Dipper and Wendy burst out laughing between shoving popcorn into their mouths, the room dark save the light from the TV. Wendy's father and brothers were away for the weekend, so she'd invited Dipper over for a sleepover. "Man, these old B-movies are a riot!" the older girl said, reaching down for another handful, only to grasp air. She looked down and saw the bowl was empty. "Oh, shoot, we're out." Dipper looked, then smiled. "Hey, no worries, I'll go get some more." "Don't be dumb," Wendy smiled back and stood up. "You're the guest, dude, let me get it." She chuckled and walked out with the bowl, but paused and looked back. "Why don't you decide what we watch next while I'm gone? Make it entertaining!" "A-Alright, I will!" Dipper smiled and waved as she left, and once she was gone he let out a blissful sigh. This was great. Sure, even if she didn't feel the way he did about her, it was great to just spend time with her as
Star Vs TFOE: Dancing With Demons by ShinMakeovers, literature
Literature
Star Vs TFOE: Dancing With Demons
Marco sighed as he reclined on his bed. This was the life. Fresh plate of nachos by his side, his favourite band blaring on his phone, and a whole weekend to himself. Nothing could ruin this for him! 'And we'll be... Just Friends, we'll be-' 'Space Unicorn! Soaring through the stars! Delivering the rainbows, all around the world!~' Marco's brow furrowed. Except that. He picked up his phone, glancing at the name. Yep, just as he thought. He hit answer. "Hey, Marco! Listen, I need a fa-" "No." He hung up and set his phone back down. He closed his eyes. Three, two, one... "Space Unicorn-" Beep. "Please, just hear me out-" "No." Beep. Three. Two. One. "Space Uni-" Beep. "Come on, Marco!" "Tom, I'm not going to the ball with you!" On the other end of the line, Tom cringed. Guess word had got out after all. "Look, Marco, you know I wouldn't ask you unless it was an emergency. I just need someone to go with me, please!" "Why don't you ask Star?" Marco asked through a mouthful of
Due to the recent "purge" of some TF/TG artists, as well as one of my own pieces being removed, I've decided to list some of the other websites I can be found on, just in case. Archive Of Our Own under the name ShinMakeovers FurAffinity under the name ShinnokRaiden99 Fictionmania under the name ShinnokRaiden99 All three of these websites are alternative places I post my stories. Of the three, only FurAffinity has a messaging system like DA's. DeviantART will continue to be my main platform for the forseeable future. But should the worst come to pass, you can find me and my stories on these three websites.