gmod trolling

After her rebirth, Qin Yiyi became the daughter of the Qin Family once again. It's just that her parents didn't love her. It's alright. I've always relied on myself. What? She had no education, no ability, no brain, and was not as smart and clever as Second Miss Qin? Qin Yiyi chuckled and turned to leave. Over the past year, she had gotten sick of being a top student at the piano and accidentally became an ancient cultural endorser while also somehow receiving a doctorate and accepted a professor as her disciple… A top-ranked medical professional said, "What, Master Qin isn't here? Sorry, we're leaving too." Ancient martial arts family had this to say, "Qin Yiyi is my little grandaunt. If you bully her, you're going against the ancient martial world!" 9th master chuckled. As he looked around, his thin lips curled up slightly. "Everyone, do you think I'm dead?"

"Where’s your flying broom?" "Ah, I already turned it into a chair. Sitting on a wooden stick make my groin hurt." Under the night sky stands Mistheaven Academy, a school filled with mystery. A young boy who shouldn't exist in this world walks through the night to attend the academy. The dim starlight guides him to unravel the academy's mysteries, one by one. Revealing the bloody tragedies that have occurred throughout human history.

“Who are these brave knights?” asked the beautiful princess, her voice laced with hope and confusion. “We,” said the one with the flaming sword and a Molotov in his other hand, “are the reason your castle’s on fire.” ______________________________________________________________________ When five gamers wake up in a medieval fantasy world armed with nothing but their Garry’s Mod powers and limitless chaos energy, the laws of reality don’t stand a chance. Armed with spawn menus, physics guns, and the social grace of a teabagging speedrunner, these misfits aren't here to follow the prophecy—they’re here to break the server. They crash royal balls (literally), slap dragon butts in slow motion, and rewrite fate itself using Lua scripts and duct tape. Magic? Outclassed. Destiny? Debugged. Common sense? Deleted. In a realm of swords and sorcery, they bring memes, mods, and mayhem. The kingdoms will fall. The physics will glitch. And yes… the Jigglypuffs is just getting started.

growing up after the apocalypse with a system

Skipping through the Mirkwood on her way to buy cupcakes, Billie finds her way across a bridge barred by a gruff, if gorgeous, troll demanding a toll. Worse, there's a strong hint the herculean hermit will be happy to take a pound of flesh as her tribute.<br><br>Lonely troll Granita may be more bluster than bite, but if Billie can't persuade the comely colossus of the copse to accept another form of currency, her sweet treat could cost her an arm and a leg -- literally! She'll have to hope she can find something even sweeter with which to tempt her Titan.

Hero, the hope of people. The aspiration of people. But in the end, what is hero? They are expected to be become different from others, often cross the boundary of humanity. Then, what is a hero? A human? A monster? "Enough with that BS. Let's just have some fun trolling him." For those who came for philosophical view, please find it at your own leisure. This is just another story of having fun at other's expense. (Currently on hiatus)

Scrolling through the posts of a local dog owners group, Allie Karlin comes across a plea. A woman how lost her beloved pooch a few months back is hoping some kind soul is willing to share their dog to help her see if she’s ready to welcome a new pup into her life. Allie suspects her sweet Checkers is perfect for the job.<br><br>Sage Arrows still feels the familiar sting of losing Bixby, but she thinks she might be ready to move on. When she meets Allie and her mutt Checkers, the trio become fast friends. Their get-togethers are meant to heal Sage’s broken heart, and to some extent, that’s exactly what’s happening. Only it seems there’s more than the love of dogs between the two.

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?