Savage Family chapter 7: The Great MigrationPeriod: Early Quaternary (Early Pleistocene, Early Calabrian)Savage Family chapter 7: The Great Migration9 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Date: 1,200,000 BC
Location: Middle East
Homo ergaster’s understanding of the environment within which it has evolved, its ability to plan, to think ahead, to manage the complexity of its social relationships, and the strength of the society that has developed to support it, have all made it the most successful Great Ape so far to have walked Earth. And it has also been given the confidence to reach out further from its African origins. Homo ergaster has the ability to move into another, unfamiliar landscape, and to read the signs that will enable it to survive there, and this ability means that it has come to almost dominate the world, like no other Primate species before it.
Although Homo ergaster first appeared around 1.9 million BC, originating in eastern Africa, within less than 200,000 years its descendants had begun to migrate into the Middle East and onto the edge of Europe and to Asia. The new Human species th
Untold Secrets Chapter 1Sam's POVUntold Secrets Chapter 113 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyday I’d wake up to my mother banging on the door while she screeched, ”Get up, you need to be at school in a hour!” Then she’d slam the door shut and off she’d be, doing some campaign work trying to get elected mayor.
I sat up and sighed, another day of school, another day of torture. School fucking sucks, all I do is try to hide from the girls who bully the hell out of me. I mean, do those bitches really have nothing else to do in their lives? I’m really that important to their daily life? I guess I am, or I wouldn’t be treated like this everyday.
My life in a nutshell.
I Walked over to my dresser, still in a sleep-like trance, I grabbed a hold of the wooden knob and gave it a little pull. It wouldn’t open.
I stretched out my arms and shoulders, to get myself ready. I put both hands on the handle this time and pulled. I pulled and pulled, but it wouldn’t give way.
"Fucking drawer open." my voice rose a few oct
Captain KharlaiThe sea smells salt and dancing calm around. Kharlai walk slowly down the pier while he look out on the big ocean. Suddenly a pain runs through his foot, he lift it up and hold it between his hands. A wound smiles to him. He look down on the planks in the pier and his eyes land on a big knife a couple of feet in front of him. A strip of blood is painted on it. Carefully he puts his foot down and take up the knife that reminds of the blades that pop out of his spine. He move the blade little from side to side so he can look at it. He look up and search after the owner of the knife. A man come up to him, look at him a little whit big eyes. Kharlai hold the knife up to him and flip his head to the side. The man look down and back a step. Kharlai look down on the knife, before he looks past the man to see if it is some other there that maybe owns it, he get a concentrated look in his face. The mans back little again and hold up his hanCaptain Kharlai13 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Player who Turned into a Character Michael Cooper was just finally getting off his shift from work, and getting ready to sit with a few friends of his. To him, they were his biggest fans, and would do anything to get him to play an extra session of a video game called, "Power Brawlers." This was mostly made under the supervision of one of the several women that were quick to label him as a pervert, because of the men he hung out with (who were admittedly mostly perverts). He was different. Sure, he'd notice a captivating woman, but this 20-year old would die before he would be wearing a "Pervert" label on his black shirt.The Player who Turned into a Character14 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Okay guys," he said, as he led them into a room in his house, "Take your seats." They did so, as if to watch a movie at the cinema. He smiled, and thought of all the jokes his buddies would come up with (assuming they would come up with any). As soon as he popped in the game, the television displayed a logo, which almost looked like a sculpted woman dominating a wimpy
Costs David’s blaster shrieks again and the grey-suited guard flies backwards, chest scorched and bubbling. I flick Nancy’s katana again, but the ichor that looks like blood will not move.Costs16 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My left foot completes the step I paused so I could shoot steady. I’m not sure how far I’ve come, but the woodwork seems more like that of a grand residence than ancient, hidden lair. Hopefully, I’m nearly outside.
We came to down in the dungeon quarter, where they keep people who’ve seen through their masquerade, but have no value to the crusade alive or dead. We were destined to become ration bars. Apparently when you mulch a human, all you have to do is add gelatine, oatmeal and a bit of grit.
We had no intention of being anything except a nuisance - or, more preferably, a nemesis. It took us twenty-six days to compromise the door mechanisms, and Trudi died to prevent the guard raising the alarm. We put her body on top of Marco’s and Sand
The first room (week 2)"It's surreal, don't you think?" I said to Sonja while staring up into the clear sky, where an enormous dragon was leisurely slithering its way through thin air. She laughed but didn't answer, her Digital Camera was as glued to the spectacle between scarce white clouds as her eyes were.The first room (week 2)22 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had no wings, but levitated anyway, as if gravity was nonexistent. It's many arms were pulled up to its body as the massive creature easily maneuvered its way around tall buildings. Despite the distance I could make out the colors of its body, mainly red and yellow. Somehow it seemed so cliche.
Every one on the busy street had stopped and begun to stare into the sky just as we had, some pointed, others merely stared, but most pulled out a device or another to film the appearance.
“It must be some kind of hologram”, Sonja stated after a while, “you know, to attract tourists, or maybe it's some kind of holiday today.”
The look on my face was a clear display of what I thought of
Space Dementia - part 1 The first thing I remembered was nothingness. Literally. I woke with a start and saw that I was in a village. It was really, really nice. It just sort of emanated tranquility, like a utopia... or a paradise. Well, a paradise with wrecked car at its entrance. I tried to get a closer look at the overturned vehicle, but my vision was blurring and my eyes stung. I blinked slowly once or twice before my they returned to normal. I was lying down on the concrete ground, that much I could tell. My hair was spread out unceremoniously around my head, its bright blond color smothered by dirt and blood. Lots of blood. Slowly, I began to raise my hand to the back of my head. It felt more like I was trying to lift a weight than my own arm. I felt around the back of my head, but nothing seemed wrong. Sighing, I put my arm back down and let my head drop back to the ground - and it was then that it exploded with pain. Maybe I hit a spot that I hadn't felt with my hand... I don't knowSpace Dementia - part 126 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Karma Train‘There is nothing worse than going to school by tube!’ said Alice.The Karma Train31 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
James had no reply. They were hanging onto a pole in the middle of the carriage, swaying and bumping into each other, and into people on their way to work. The train smelt of sweat, coffee and clothing. The only passengers to acknowledge each other were those in school uniform. The rest stared through each other, or over each other’s heads, expressionless and silent.
‘The next station is Southgate.’
‘I’m never getting a tube again after school’s finished,’ said Alice. ‘Well, not in the rush hour, anyway. I mean, look at these people! What a bunch of zombies!’
For a moment, James tried to shrink into his school shirt like a tortoise into its shell. Then he realised no one was looking at them. Alice was right. They were zombies, and not the flesh eating kind. They saw noth
Escape--EpilogueEscape--Epilogue32 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The fox trio arrived at Greenfield that afternoon. Getting into the city took longer than anticipated, since it was in the country (it is the capital of Vulia) rather than Edgerock. They got directions from the border entry of where the orphanage was for the three foxes.
After finding it, and getting settled, the foxes felt at home as the place was large and neat. The orphans, as well as the patrons were very friendly, and do their best to take good care of them. The three did not miss any school as their adventure took place in the summer, so they were not in danger of falling behind.
It was not long before the Proletariat members retaliated for the police seizure of their van they mistakenly thought it was orchestrated by the Grey family. They surrounded the police station at Alkene—trapping them inside. Franz became more aggressive in handling what he perceived as rogues by sending heavily arme
Revenge of The Reaper Chapter 1Chapter 1: A new ThreatRevenge of The Reaper Chapter 132 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I was dreaming. Dreaming of a day when something terrible happened. There were dark clouds and part of Seattle was destroyed. "Its all gone," I said. Aariqua was the only one by my side and my friends were turning against me. A strange figure in the shadows came near me and he touched my forehead with his finger and left dark secrets in my head. His minions then pinned me down and he was about to decapitate me. "Nicholas!" said Aariqua, "Nicholas!" I woke up just in time. "Nicholas, wake up," she said. I woke up. "Don't hurt her!" I said, "Where is he?" "You were having a bad dream," said Aariqua, "No one's gonna hurt anybody." I calmed down. "I keep having the same dream," I said, "Seattle goes down to ruin, my friends turn against me and I get killed by this mysterious figure." "Well you've faced worse," said Aariqua, "So you can surely take him on." "I guess you're right," I said. Someone threw an alarm clock at my head from the window. I went to the window a
Escape ch.16--The end of the beginningEscape ch.16--The end of the beginning32 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The end of the beginning
Franz did not seem surprised about the news of police arrested the two wolves in Waterside as if he were expecting a backlash from Conrad, “I figured he’ll stoop to this. It doesn’t matter—it’s just one more charge against him, and he’ll be rotting in prison longer.”
The police interviewed the wolf thugs about their involvement, though unaware that the Proletariat Party were monitoring them while searching for their missing van that was being toll by the police.
“I figured Conrad was behind this! He and his police had crossed the line! Once I’ve report this, they’regret messing with us,” declared Kent who was oblivious to the leader change in the police force.
Later on, Franz found out that Conrad was at his mansion, and sent police to arrest him. He surrendered peacefully, but not
Review: The babadookThe BabadookReview: The babadook33 minutes ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The Babadook is a horror film directed by Jennifer Kent, starring Essie Davis, 90 minutes long. The plot focuses on a widow who, along with her son become antagonized by a storybook monster known as the babadook.
Whilst many will be impressed by Babadook as a breath of fresh air and originality to the horror genre I feel more content to call it less original but more so a successful embracing of older films in the genre that plays this to its advantage. There is little in the way of jump scares and it may even be better to regard, classify the film as a dark drama as opposed to a horror movie. Family tragedy, trauma, stress, anxiety, mental breakdown, psychological drama and character, sympathy, pathos take precedence in Babadook and it is from the sadness, through grimand depressing nature that the film affects us and by extension stays with us rather than being frightening/scary. The possible presence of the creature is distressing moreso for how cruel and m
1956-It's over now /part 1It’s over… his voice… the way he told it. And the sadest part was she knew Daniel was right. He had a point that their holy revolutions couldn’t make it, their freedom fight “supported” by the West -but only with empty worthless, although glorius words- failed. And why…1956-It's over now /part 139 minutes ago in Historical More Like This
Elisabeth bit her lips in anger. Right now she hated the hole world, exspecialy the Russans and those idiot philosophers who made up communism and every stupid ideology. Why couldn’t live in peace? Why couldn’t everyone be as honest as they are right now? Like how they collect charity money for their heroic victims’ family and for those who need it. It’s so pure, so right and just, so… sacred.
She looked out from the window tensely grabbing her machine gun, searching for something on the dirty streets of her beloved capital. Nothing. As an hour ago. If she saw a russian tank on the st
I know what you didREAD THE DESCRIPTION DAMIT!!!I know what you did44 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part 41 of Drachenwelt Chronicles
The gym class was very hard for John. As it was previously mentioned, John was never one for sports, unless we call playing computer games “sports”.
Heck, maybe playing games can be called “sports”, but it wasn't kind of sport John was here to perpetuate.
Even if he didn't like this, he had to endure this training.
“Yarn, big ball of yarn,” John thought when he felt Graseth's consciousness entering his mind. He then saw Graseth smiling and then he fell to the ground.
“Huh?” was all John could muster. He lost his concentration during his eight try to climb up the rope due to Graseth's little... intrusion and now he was on the ground looking around in confusion.
“Everything all right?” Graseth asked as he got next to John's location.
“Less failing, more training, human!” John heard from within the crowd of dragons.
“Please stop insulting people, Xa
(Fe)Male Thing (pt.3) Кайон Турлоу вгодив прямісінько у купу чогось дуже схожого на попіл та досхочу його наковтався. Треба ж було так попастися! А все ж почалося зі звичайного бажання зл(Fe)Male Thing (pt.3)45 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Osgow: The IntroThe sun had retired from the now darkened sky many hours ago, and the stars now danced gleefully in it’s place. A river flows quietly underneath the protection of the trees towering above it. Everything is peaceful...almost to quiet. As if the forest was trying to give its own silent warning about the lurking danger.Osgow: The Intro45 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A white, tall wolf sits peacefully by the edge of a shallow pool, his glossy fur waving silently in the gentle breeze. Suddenly a branch snapped, and the pale wolf's ears prick up...he senses someone close by. He sticks his snout into the air, trying to identify the scent of whoever may near by.
“Nightfang, you can come out,” the wolf says to the berry bush behind him. The bushes rustle and a small, black wolf with piercing green eyes emerges. The new wolf silently trots up to the white wolf and sits next to him at the edge of the pool.
“Tell me,” the white wolf asks, “Do you have any news of the pack?” The black wolf looks up at t
VonThere was a time – an unnamed and unspecific – where I had met certain people in my life. I shall not say why or where but I shall tell you whom. There was a pretty girl sitting by the window who slits her wrists up to her bones and was termed “unstable” to the doctors yet she tells such beautiful stories it made those who listens cry. Sitting next to her was a boy with sandy hair who speaks none and yet draws the most intricate murals – bearing the entire ocean of his heart on rough rice paper. Opposite me lay a girl who was immobilised due to her brittle bones and sings the most heartfelt songs from a cold land – a language I had yet to understand. She tells me the song was called Von. Confused, I asked what it meant and she gave me a smile – just a little lift of her lips. She looks at the other two people in the room who held knowing looks – an inside information I have yet to find out before she turns to me. You are, she said. You arVon47 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Simple GlassHe took her wine glass and headed back to the bar to refill it.A Simple Glass47 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Gwen watched him go, his back maneuvering through the throng of people like a snake through an obstacle course, waving and bobbing. The bar was crowded for a Tuesday night; it was finals week though, and many of the local college students, herself included, were celebrating. Some were still studying, of course. She herself had another class on Thursday, but only an essay was required for that, one that could be turned in ahead of time, and she had already commissioned her friend Zaid to write it for her. She had cheated the entire semester; why stop now?
The older man- what was his name again?- came back through the crowd now, carrying a glass of wine for her and another Guinness for himself. He had a deep voice, and dark skin, but a fine-tipped british accent- or maybe Australian? She couldn’t tell, and admittedly, was a little too drunk to distinguish. He handed the glass to her and she took it gladly, a smile appe
Chafing and Strafing The sun is barely up and it’s over a hundred degrees out here. The humidity must be low as well, because I’m a dry bird in a wetsuit with hair that looks like rat-tails and a bad case of saltwater residue chafing everywhere. I am definitely in the right mood to do bad things.Chafing and Strafing48 minutes ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The ThunderChild pulse gun in my right hand is deceptively light. It can blow holes in things and people like you’d expect from a bazooka. Rather than something that looks like a carbon-fibre short plank.
Onto the deck and the refraction from the windows tells me that they are opaqued for the inside view. Someone likes it dark. I am a contrary bitch this morning, so my opening blast turns the window panel on the dawn side into several kilos of slivers and shrapnel. I’m not blind to the fact that being barefoot means I have just turned the interior of the room into hostile footing. That’s not actually a problem. Whatever is in there I have no desire to share air with,
Lui SSB Mishan Forum God pt7I c Obema is stil payen libruls 2 insalt my storey. (Yes, the Filipino-Singaporean here was paid by Obama) Wuts wors is taht alota tham r foreners so Epona isant evan crating Amurican jibs by doen this (nut taht Obaba lieks maekin Amerken joebs becuz he gets rad of them with his hi texas on teh job craters liek my dad and also wtih job-killen regalatons).Lui SSB Mishan Forum God pt748 minutes ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
So aneyway I wantad my mom 2 let me stay hoem agen so i cold watch moar gam of throns (off coarse I didant tel her im watchen that becuz my parants dont want me 2 wach that), butt she mad me goto skool. My mom iz so meen! (WAH!) Butt aneyway this tim i wuz watchen and teh gay guy who wantad 2 be keen is ded now. He wuz kill by his brothar Stains (Stains?) and a red-hared ladey. I remamber heerin a lon tim ago that teh vershan of Christenaty they hav in Briten is caled teh Chirch off Inglend. I gess in teh chirch off Engold tehy cal God "Rylor" becuz thats wut the red-hared ladey keeped callen him. <