An ominous aura pervades the air as two subjects bow before the ruler of Nightmare. “Reala. NiGHTS is getting stronger. With the strength of powerful dreamers, she will soon have enough power to overcome Nightmare. We have been able to strike back, by using dreamers of our own. You must find and recruit as many of the most powerful dreamers as you can over to our side. With them on our side, the Nightmaren will finally be able to dispose of that insolent traitor NiGHTS. This mission must remain as secret as possible. Serenity. You are ordered to help Reala in this mission to the best of your abilities. Do I make myself clear?”
The
Those who reject us,
Those who don’t know us,
Those who don’t realize,
Shouldn't matter to us.
When they don’t realize,
When they don’t care,
They hide behind empty words,
And faked apologies.
They don’t care about the tears,
About those that are left behind,
About those with crushed dreams,
They don’t have time for that.
So if they don’t care about us,
Us as people, not just numbers,
Then why should we care?
Why let it get to us?
Those who reject us,
Those who don’t know us,
Those who don’t realize,
Shouldn't matter to us.
They see us as words on a sheet,
Not humans, but numbers,
Thi
Theory of The Reala show by SONiC-NiGHTALA, literature
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Theory of The Reala show
“How’d you like to star in an internet show?” A dreamer asks me. I roll my eyes at the stupidity of this dreamer. I cannot believe that she has the nerve to ask me to star in her little internet show. Me. The great Reala of Nightmare. She continues, oblivious to the stupidity of her actions. “It would be really cool.” NiGHTS flies over with a dorky grin. “Come on, Ree! It’ll be fun!” I glare and swipe my claws at the traitor. “SHUT UP! What could possibly be fun about having to waste away my existence with you?” The visitor glares at me. NiGHTS and I battle, the visitor watching on a
I wake up in my bed with a groan. Another night to scare the ideya out of dreamers… I roll out of bed and float over to get ready for the night. I pass by my mirror, and I see that traitor, NiGHTS, looking as groggy as I feel. That snaps me out of my daze. “NiGHTS! You coward! Were you planning on ambushing me in my sleep?” I whirl and prepare to fight, but there’s no one there. I catch sight of my hands and notice them covered by white gloves. What in Wizeman’s name is going on? Wait… What’s the date today? I grab my calendar and see that it’s April 1st. Reala Day… My birthday…
CLASH OF THE REALAS: TRS VS. PUFF VS. JoD by SONiC-NiGHTALA, literature
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CLASH OF THE REALAS: TRS VS. PUFF VS. JoD
Note to all my readers who have not read my stories before or do not understand why I call NiGHTS female and Reala and Jackle male: I do so because A) It is easier than typing out things in gender neutral form, especially for a long story and B) I perceive NiGHTS as more feminine and Reala and Jackle as more masculine. I REALIZE THAT ALL NIGHTMAREN ARE ALL GENDERLESS.
Note specific to this story: TRS NiGHTS will be called NiGHTS. NiGHTS from the NiGHTS show will be called NiGHTS Puff for simplicity, even though I know that The NiGHTS show NiGHTS is not called Puff. It just makes it fit better with calling Reala from the same show Reala Puff.
I checked my scouter twice,
Knowing that this must be impossible.
There was no way this garbage was so strong.
My scouter must be broken.
My partner asked the question.
"Vegeta, What does the scouter say about his power level?"
I removed my scouter, crushing it,
Showing Kakarot his planet's future.
If I had known the infamy of what I said,
I might have held my tounge,
Might have said "All Hail Prince Vegeta".
Instead, I screamed my rage to the heavens.
"IT'S OVER 9000!!!"
HARVEST MOON: MAREN MELODY CHAPTER 2 by SONiC-NiGHTALA, literature
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HARVEST MOON: MAREN MELODY CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 2: A NEW FARMER IN TOWN
NiGHTS groans as her eyes open. She thinks to herself, "Ugh. My head hurts What happened and how did I get here Who am I? All I can remember is my name I can't remember my past, my parents nothing " A man wearing a red suit, glasses, and a top hat walks over to her. "I haven't seen you around here before. Welcome to Flower Bud Village. You must be here for the exciting ranch plan. My name is Theodore, and I'm the mayor.
What's your name?"
"I'm NiGHTS, but sorry. I don't know what you mean by exciting ranch plan. I just found myself lying on the ground. I can't remember how
HARVEST MOON: MAREN MELODY CHAPTER 1 by SONiC-NiGHTALA, literature
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HARVEST MOON: MAREN MELODY CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 1: THE LOSS
"LET ME GO NOW!!!" NiGHTS struggles but her chains are too tight, not to mention that both Jackle and Reala have a hold of her as they drag her into Nightmare's throne room. Wizeman looks down on his creations as Jackle and Reala bow. "YOU MAY RISE. YOU TWO HAVE DONE WELL. THE TRAITOR IS ONCE AGAIN AMONG US." NiGHTS growls, "I became a traitor because anything is better than being in the Nightmaren Army of PUPPETS!!!" Jackle hisses as Reala chuckles. "Calm down, Jackle. You know that the Master will punish her." Jackle's hiss becomes a sadistic grin as he laughs manically. "Yes. I had forgotten. This will be quite the sho
DONDE CUENTA 'WHERE IT COUNTS' by SONiC-NiGHTALA, literature
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DONDE CUENTA 'WHERE IT COUNTS'
Si tratara de hablar,
Nadie podría entenderme,
Entonces paré a hacerlo.
Ahora, solo hago ruido.
Casi nadie me respeta,
Pero tengo que contar mis gracias.
Tengo toda la fruta que puedo comer,
Pero no es el mismo de amor.
Quiero que me entiendan,
Quiero que me amen,
Ellos no me respetan,
Pero yo soy como un ser humano,
Dentro, donde cuenta.
If I tried to speak,
No one could understand me,
So I stopped doing it.
Now, I just make noise.
Almost no one respects me,
But I have to count my blessings.
I have all the fruit I can eat,
But it's not the same as love.
I want them to understand me.
I want them to love me.
Th
OJOS COMO EL MAR 'EYES LIKE THE SEA' by SONiC-NiGHTALA, literature
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OJOS COMO EL MAR 'EYES LIKE THE SEA'
Tú me pescas,
Eres como un pescador,
Y yo soy un pez,
Quien vive en tus ojos del mar.
Quiero ser del mar,
De tus ojos tan verdes.
No quiero salir de ti,
Tengo que contestar tu llamada.
Quiero ser tu playa,
Para jugar en tu mar,
Para vivir cerca de tí,
No quiero existir,
Sin los aguas de tus ojos.
You catch me,
You're like a fisherman,
And I am a fish,
Who lives in your eyes of the sea.
I want to be of the sea,
Of your eyes so green.
I don't want to leave you.
I have to answer your call.
I want to be your beach,
To play in your sea,
To live near to you,
I don't want to exist,
Without the waters of your eyes.