Ridgedog Stories

A gaijin-rock fan would never think they're the mysterious Cassandra. Neither did Neko, but she doesn't really know who she is anymore. But she's not the only one. She must save herself and her friends with her powers she never knew she had, and she can't do it alone. This is Cassandra's Fantasy.

A bunch of random Yogscast short stories.

The story of two girls, traveling through servers on their quest to find two people, two family members, two loved ones. But will they succeed? And will one complete the destiny foretold for her, or fail without the help of her friends? ~This is the story of two girls, one who goes by Night, who's name is really Cassandra, and Olive~

Hello my darlings! This is going to be my first one shot! Im so excited! I'm writing this because...well..there are several stories I want to write but don't know if it's a good idea...so I'm going to put a little of each idea in this book and if you guys say you like it, I'll make it an actual story! There will be NSFW and maybe some angst. Shipping include: Ridgephos, Rythna, Markimash, Johnlock, SoTotallyLittleWood, PewdieCry, Destiel, Sjips?, and whatever else you guys think I should do! So, Please do have a look at all these sweet little babbies falling in love!

summer ➳ yogscast [1] summer is supposed to be sweet, bountiful and relaxing. Unfortunately, Lexi does not get her summer break. Insanity is washing in like a tidal wave and crashing down onto the yogs like a ton of bricks. ➳the yogscast ➳fallout-to-what

So basically I'm writing this story for my friend. So read it if you will, but just saying it'll probably suck.

Alice wished she had a different life, anything other than being a StormLord. She watched as her friends went off with their own powers and found their purpose. Alice was stuck in Voxeltopia with her job, and the Commands, and no way to prove herself. That changes when Alice explores beyond the sky city to the mortal world below.

This story is about Lalna's daughter, Jasmin, join her in the things that happen in her life and what's seriously going on. (A/N: This story is based in the Tekkit world and it's mixed with the 'Feed the Yogs' thing, so yeah. I've also used some of their real names, not all though.)

Freya Rae doesn't have much. One friend, a cold flat in Bristol, and a crappy phone. She has no family, which makes a her golden target for The Setting Sun, a 'religious' group intent on destroying the lifeblood of the universe. Magic. But when they try to 'recruit' her, someone intervenes. And suddenly, everything she knew is turned around. Between a poolboy who thinks he's a doctor, a man whose eyes constantly change colour, and a fire-haired girl who's obsessed with mushrooms, Freya is convinced that she's either dreaming, or that she drank WAY too much gin.

A Teencast/Team Crafted teens fanfiction, with my O.C Tia and O.C Liam. It's a new term in the Minecraftia High school and two new pupils have joined. They soon become firm friends with many of the students there, but some of them are not liking the new arrivals. Trouble is around every corner and they need to watch their step carefully before they cross the line...

"Paco?" The demigod calls. A blood magic dagger is clutched in his hand and a broken golden lasso trails behind him. "Paco?" He calls again. The underling huddles closer to the wall, clinging to the safety provided by numerous storage chests. He coughs quietly and hesitantly peeks out. "Yeeeees Mista Ridgedog?" "Paco?" Paco whimpers and shifts further into the darkness. To calm down, he begins whispering to himself. "Lomadia...Zoey...I can't let master see me...I can't. He wouldn't approve- try to put me back in that damned lasso." Paco looks down and breaks into tears. Pinkish, fleshy hands protrude from arms of the same characteristics. "I'm human."

just another cliché yogscast fanfic

The castle he lived was not his own, it was a home he'd lived in from birth in a time before hospitals as doctors rushed to a house and helped and unwed woman birth her child, accused of being a whore and slut in the days of old for not being wed, her husband a nasty skank. Acused of crimes not his own, the jury will choose there biased sides and call the unwed-lock born child guilty for every charge pushed to him. The fores the lived in was not like his own, reinstatement of the one he grew up in, outcast and chased away by his people caused by the fear his thunder caused, a thunder he could not control. These are the god of Minecraftia and how there petty lives lead to there becoming of immortality and power beyond comparison.