FFM 2015: KnivesThey had beaten and clawed at the boy with heavy sticks, and had left his corpse beside the road for The Long Knives to find. Just the latest one of many such warnings they had received since leaving the city gates.FFM 2015: Knives19 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rask had been rounding up stragglers from the rebel army for weeks and one by one putting them to the sword, and these ‘gifts’ were merely one of the more extreme reactions to their presence in the region.
Çem had stayed behind with the main army in the city, leaving Rask to minimise the mess, and so it fell to him to deal with the local populace. Not that he was complaining, it was after all a role that suited him well. Çem, as heir to the Sultan and prince of the empire had always handled the political side of things, and Rask handled the violence. That was how it had always been since they were little more than children, and it was likely that it would always be so. But for all his experience in the subject, even Rask was beginning to find the mutil
:Xx: And Now, A Choice :xX:The poor boy could only watch the scene in horror. After the brief, yet tearful reunion between himself and his father, he was swiftly snatched away by a guard while more went after the white haired half elf.:Xx: And Now, A Choice :xX:3 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
Iiceten fought back, snarling and cursing as his forms changed back and forth. A saber tooth here, a human there with a well scattered sprinkling of stallion in between. He fight. Like a captured devil would at the hands of the righteous. He was sick of these guards, and of the man who commanded them.
Spinning, he swung around, lashing out sharply and shattering the face of a guard that was unfortunate enough to earn a hoof to the face. "Face me!" he screamed, lunging upwards so his head was out of reach. "Come here and face me you coward!" Jigging, he dragged two men along, with a third bumbling behind them as the stallion eyes blazed with untold fury and hate at the one man that he wanted to gut alive.
"Be careful what you wish for Thief." came the Warlord's smooth retort, a bro
It's How We Met, I Guess (Team Soulcraft)It was a stormy night. The rain is torrential and the streets are empty. All lights are out in the homes... save one.It's How We Met, I Guess (Team Soulcraft)2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
At his desk, a Mothim scribbled down notes on his new work, soon to be published, intent on pulling an all-nighter to finish the last few scraps of paperwork. But he decided to take a break, and put down the pencil.
He fluttered over to the window and stared outside. Rain soothed him and kept him calm, even though he couldn't fly in it. But it was welcomed nonetheless.
Although whatever that thing was wasn't as welcome.
Outside he could make out the shape of a Pokemon, curled up into a ball on the sidewalk. It looked alive but cold, and might not last the night.
The door to the two-room home opened wide and poured light onto the Sandshrew. The ground-type didn't even look up for a while, not realizing he was seen. But he jolted upright upon noticing the light blaring in his face and struggled to stand. The two mons stared at each other for a moment.
Then the Mothim spok
3.15 Derelict Walls of GloryThe walls remember.3.15 Derelict Walls of Glory23 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They remember being built, stones from far-flung quarries pulled together into a single entity.
They remember being lived in, kings and queens and diplomats and servants all roaming their halls. Children playing ‘find-me’ with no regard for class or gender. Worry and joy and anger and love all left their mark.
The walls remember the leaving. The very young and the very old went first. Then those that had no training in arms, and a few that did, to protect those that didn’t.
They remember the coming, the fighters from another land that camped on the hills.
They remember the blood, as their own fighters died within their bounds.
They remember the falling, the new rocks flung from siege engines that tore them apart, to lay among the wreckage they left. Now they can’t tell the new from the old, and no one has walked or played among them, or even left in so very long.
But they still remember.
Ichigo and the TG Questionnaire (Chizuru Edition)Goddamn that Ichigo! It had already been two months since his (anti)climatic battle with Aizen and, much to Chizuru Honshō's chagrin, such time did little to diminish her precious Orihime's interest in the guy! Sure, he was awesome and could make stuff blow up with his hand, but, as far as Chizuru could understand, he was completely powerless now, because of something involving swords and evil Superman or whatever. There was no reason for Orihime to still be in love with Ichigo for being a super Shonen hero, yet she seemed more smitten with him than ever! It seemed as if poor, poor Chizuru was doomed to simply fade into the background of her own life...Ichigo and the TG Questionnaire (Chizuru Edition)11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The lunch bell rang all throughout Karakura High, allowing all of its inhabitants to begin scurrying about. Some stayed in the classrooms, while some hung out in the halls. Really, it didn't matter where any of the students went at this point, whether they go up to the roof to eat their
Swamp Things “This can’t be right.”Swamp Things3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Jeb turned in the boat to look at his brother. “What can’t be right, Obediah?
“The water level.” To demonstrate, he took his oar and jammed it down into the water. It barely got halfway in when it thunked on something under the surface.
“Oh, don’t worry about that. It’s just that global warming everyone’s been going on about. The swamp’s just drying up because there hasn’t been any rain lately.”
Obediah scratched his head and looked around. “But, Jeb, that can’t be right. The swamp don’t look any lower. It’s just right underneath us.”
“I’m telling you it’s just the swamp drying out. Look, I’ll show you.” Jeb climbed over the side of the boat and into the water.
“No, Jeb. What about the gators?”
Dwie strony nocy*Od zawsze miałeś dwie strony duszy, tak jak księżyc ma ciemną i jasną stronę. Dobrze o tym wiedziałam na długo zanim cię poślubiłam, a mimo to nie czułam strachu. Starałam się skupić tylko na tych dobrych nocach, kiedy owijałeś mnie swoimi ramionami i wydychałeś na mnie ciepłe powietrze.Dwie strony nocy1 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bezchmurne noce zawsze były tymi dobrymi, które przynosiły ulgę po ciężkim dniu. Nie chciałam wtedy by nadchodził ranek. Nasze ciała splatały się w szalonym tańcu, a ty byłeś wszystkim czego pragnęłam.
I wszystko to dostałaś.
Ludzie z wioski mówili, że w czasie bezksiężycowych nocy po okolicy krąży demon, który zabija i porywa kobiety. Udawałam, że się tym przejmuję i zapewniałam, że mój mąż na pewno mn
FFM 2015, July 5 - SouflikarSabah knew the end had come when the janissaries led him into the garden. Opposite a delicate round table sat the head gardener, wearing a caftan made out of finest Oriental silks, his bashlyk adorned with gems and gold. Although his clothing spoke of wealth, his physique was everything but: he was the largest man Sabah had ever seen.FFM 2015, July 5 - Souflikar20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The man smiled. "Isn't it a lovely day today, master thief?"
On the table, laid out in the traditional manner, were two cups of sharbat, chilled. Sabah licked his dry, cracked lips. The sultan's gaolers had limited his torture to just withholding drink, but in the sweltering summer heat, that was more than enough.
"I'm not a thief." Sabah said finally. "What I stole is nobody's possession."
The head gardener's smile broadened. "Sultan Mahomet disagrees. But I understand you consider yourself innocent?"
"Before Allah, I do." Sabah said. He could imagine the sweet taste of the sharbat against his lips. It swirled, red - perhaps scented with rose?
FFM 3: When Mountains MoveThe earth shook and smoke filled the air. The Magnaterra left nothing but destruction in its path. Every year it returned and villagers, townsfolk and city dwellers alike feared the monstrous creature’s arrival.FFM 3: When Mountains Move2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was gigantic, as large as a hill some said. Red hot lava dripped from its eyes and the cracks in its skin of sharp black stone glowed as if from a fire within.
Pneumia stood on a cliff, watching the monster’s trek from afar. Her bright white dress a stark contrast to the smoke, the harbinger of the Magnaterra’s return.
She did not fear the creature, she feared the destruction it brought, but she did not believe the Magnaterra itself was vicious or evil. For it never attacked any living being, it did not seek out buildings, fields or animals to destroy, it simply continued walking, seemingly oblivious to the world around it.
When she had told her friends and family of her plan, they had tried to stop her, but she would not listen. If there was even the sligh
Road Trip--5 (G/t) "Abby, Abby no. You can't eat an entire potato chip in one sitting." The human took one hand off the steering wheel to wrestle the snack out of her hands and finished it in one bite.Road Trip--5 (G/t)2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well you get a whole bag. It ain't fair."
"I'm twenty times your height! Cal, what are you doing on my phone? How'd you crack the password?"
"Facebook," she answered passively, "and you say the combination aloud when you're opening it." He tensed up and she must have noticed. "Calm down, will you? I'm just messaging Sam. She... she wants to meet me."
His eyes widened. “Well, we’re three hours from home now... is it near my house?” Cal nodded. “Huh... I guess?”
Abby cheered, then realized she didn’t care. She sat back
Seattle Demigods--Day 4Rome may have been gone, but its monsters certainly weren’t. And, like the arrogance, sexuality, and gods, the monsters had migrated halfway around the world to its modern counterpart, Seattle. And that’s why we were there tonight, hunting the Hydra sighted here just last week. We’d seen all kinds of monsters in these strange days, monsters thought dead for centuries. Monsters that had hunted the heroes of ancient Rome.Seattle Demigods--Day 42 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Heroes like us, the modern children of the gods.
“Are you sure this is where it will be?” Clary asks from behind me. I can’t see her, but I can hear her fiddling with her bowstring—her nervous tic. She’s a daughter of Apollo, and snakes make her jittery. I can’t exactly blame her.
“Of course,” Lisa says. She’s crouched by the water, spear in hand. She looks bulky in all that armor, with her plumed helmet giving her a Mohawk. “This is
BroodingMorrgahn looks out one of the large crystal windows out into space. It is funny how deep space is. Gives the illusion of what ever the viewer needs it to be. Space went on forever. There was no end for space. At the moment there was nothing to see outside.Brooding1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Morrgahn felt someone snuggle up to him. He breathes in deeply he smells death and pomegranate. A dark head leans on his pale shoulder. “Nicolas it is a pleasure to have your company tonight while I brood.”
“I am your most constant companion.” He points out. “I have the least amount of things to do out of everyone.”
“There is that.” Morrgahn smiles at the nothing of space. He wraps his arms around Nicolas, and they both watch space as they stand together.
“They still do not understand how you do it.” Nicolas bit Morrgahn's shoulder. Which got a grunt from the taller man.
“They never will.” Morrgahn smiles warmly at his lover. “You are all needed. Ther
A Butterfly at DawnA Butterfly at Dawn22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once upon a time in a small Kingdom lived a little 9 years old girl.
She was the 2nd Princess out of 5. As a member of the Royal family she spent her days playing hide&seek with her sisters in the Palace's garden.
While playing she caught the glimpse of small sparkles at the bottom of a bright red roses bush. It was a small fairy.
The poor thing was wounded and could not fly anymore. While her sisters continued playing, the little princess took the fairy to her room. There she improvised a bed for the injured one and did the best she could to bandage the small wound. However the pixie was tiny, about 15cm tall at best so it was only after many trial that she finally put the bandage correctly.
" Why are you wounded ? " she said. " I was flying around the beautiful roses in the garden when a cat tried to catch me." answered the Pixie. " Oh dear ! I'm sorry, I will be sure to punish our cat for injuring you ! "
" Was this cat yours ? " Asked the fairy. " Yes it belong to our Cast
A Tutorial Gone Wrong (FFM Day 3)Allison Song sighed as she mopped the floor next to the tropical fish exhibit of the aquarium. This was so not what she had mind when she'd signed up to be an intern for Aqua City Aquarium. She had been hoping to help with the tours or narrate the water shows. Hell, even dispensing tickets was better than being a janitor.A Tutorial Gone Wrong (FFM Day 3)3 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's no big deal, she repeated over and over to herself. We've all gotta start somewhere. Besides...The long-haired Chinese girl glanced at the fish swimming behind the glass. The view's pretty nice...
An octopus-like shadow moved in the distance. Wait...octopus? "But that's not on the list of fish on display!" Had another sea creature somehow gotten inside? No, that was impossible; each section of the aquarium was seper--
The 'octopus' let out an earbud-splitting screech, causing the glass to crack. Before Allison could react, the tank burst, hurling thousands upon thousands of cups of water upon her. The minute
FFM 2015 Day 4- Sleeping with the Fishes Despite its horrendous condition, the digital camera is still in working order. Most of the memory has been wasted on rather… obscene photographs, but the final entry is a video, with a blurred shot of the night sky as its preview. You consider the possibility, the go ahead and press play.FFM 2015 Day 4- Sleeping with the Fishes2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Enraged screeches assault your ears, though whoever was holding the camera at the time of the recording wasn’t keeping the camera stable enough for you to identify a source. After a few seconds of useless and hectic footage, along with many taps on the ‘decrease volume’ button, the camera steadies, showing first the splintered remains of an Earthen dock, then panning up to reveal the destruction’s source. It’s a lake serpent- a poisonous one, if your budding interest in marine biology is to be trusted- and it looks very, very angry. The bioluminescent patterns on its twin necks pulses a bright red, and toxic gas hisses from in between th
Chapter 1.8Chapter 1.8 back to reality (short)Chapter 1.82 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
In the distance I heard voices and footsteps echoing in the seemingly endless darkness.
One pair came closer approaching me.
I opened my eyes slowly I saw a familiar face in front of me but I couldn't quite place it. "Good morning Tharo-kun" I stared at him blankly.
"Oh yes I haven't introduced myself yet I'm Greg and I'm your new personal caretaker/nurse" I nodded looking up at him 'Damn he's huge' (he's 1m90 I'm 1m60) after a few minutes of akward silence my uncle stopped at the the door of my room "Oh Tharo it seems SOTU will be back online in a few hours so don't worry".
'Okay that's good but I'm worried about that event I don't really like zombies all that much'
I scratched the back of my head.
"Something bothering you Tharo-kun?" Greg said with a worried look on his face.
"No." I said coldly (No love for Greg sob sob).
' I'm bored.' After a few minutes I fell asleep.
'Hng so warm' *snuggles* When I woke up I found myself not lying
Heart of the World They say, in the beginning, the gods walked the earth . They towered over all that lived, commanding respect and obedience. They cared not for the lives of others not the pain they inflicted as they moved across the land, burning and crushing everything in their paths.Heart of the World2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They say humans feared these giants and hid themselves in caves from them. Sometimes, the gods would crush the caves, killing all inside so the humans offered gifts to the gods, hoping they would not crush or kill the people inside. This, they say, is how prayers and sacrifices began.
They say nothing could kill a god so none dared try.
And what they say is wrong.
For long ago, before history began, a human seduced a god. Though the god did not know it, the human was only there to learn how to kill her. He spent two years learning to speak with her and teach her the human concept of love. At last, she t
You Can Call Me DavidYou can call me David, for I am the last of my kind.You Can Call Me David4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I never thought anyone would want to banish all one thousand Davids from existence, but I was wrong. I used to be David 531, along with the other 999 Davids. But that all ended yesterday, when my last brother, David 203, was brutally murdered. I will not let my name and my brothers’ perish from the world. I will not let my brothers’ souls go down in vain. I will not let their killer lay his hands on me.
You can call me David, for I am the last of my kind.
And I am going on a quest to kill my brothers’ murderer.
Once Upon a LightChapter 1Once Upon a Light1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Starlight is born.
Once upon a time before fairy tales, and modern reality exist the worlds were watch over in the heavens by six goddesses, and there queen Serenita. The peace ended from the arrival of the dark Queen Exitiumia.
"First the heavens shall be mine then the realms!!" The Queen yelled.
To conquer the heavens Queen Exitiumia unleashed the almighty powers of the darkness!!
With the heavens on the verge of destruction Queen Serenita last hope is sealing the darkness away is with the eternal crystal, and the golden star wand creating the dark one's dagger in the process.
"Only this crystal, and wand could seal the darkness within the vault, and control by the dark one's dagger. Never let our enemies get them or the realms are doom, but most of all you have protected our dear princess goddess Selene understand?" The Queen said
"Yes" Her loyal cats said
Using the last of her powers Queen Serenitia send the goddess princess, and the five goddesses to be reborn into the
~ FFM 5. Crown of Fire ~Thick smoke filled the sweet summer air, choking anyone who escaped the deadly fires spreading rapidly through the forest. Hills were alight with flames and the underbrush sparked with embers. Blackened leaves turned to ash. The tallest trees of the forest became skeletons against the night sky, their branches becoming bare and stretching like helpless fingers to the stars. A dark cloud passed over the forest, reaching as far as the eye could see in any direction. Nothing shone down on the damned forest below.~ FFM 5. Crown of Fire ~16 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Far away to the south, Radyn sensed a change in the wind and looked up. A single glowing ember drifted towards him on the breeze. It landed beside his knee and he stomped it out before it could catch. His nose twitched with the peculiar scent of smoke and he stood from the tree hollow, watching as two more embers tumbled by.
In a panic, and with expert speed, he clambered to the top of the tree and looked towards the north. Smoke hung over the canopy of trees, flames licking at t
REQUEST: A Sniff from NatureREQUEST: A Sniff from Nature2 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Sniff from Nature
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"Doo do doo," hummed Brodie as he washed the last dish. "And that's plate number...let's see...twelve."
With clank, he stacked the last dish on the kitchen top and made his way to the couch.
"Huh," said Brodie. "And I'm bored already."
It was summer break for this young teenager, yet he had absolutely nothing left in his schedule to keep him preoccupied for even a minute.
"I've already watched every episode of every one of my favorite shows, I beat every one of my video games at least three times, and I've even did all the chores mom asked me to do," sighed Brodie. "She told me I should go out, but all my friends all left or are too busy at summer school, and nothing really happens around here. What I'd do for some fun and company."
"Hmm," Brodie was immediately up. "Maybe one of my friends is here?"
Brodie ran towards the door and opened it. However, no one was there.
"...Was someone pulling a ring and run on me?" Brodie
The Other Side In a way, it was always going to come to this. I mean, seriously, what else was going to happen? Was I going to ride off into the sunset on a white horse, the girl of my dreams with her arms around me, victorious?The Other Side2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I'm the villain of the story, after all. And as that damn hero has always said, "Good always wins!"
Like this struggle was just black and white.
The pain has dulled now, as long as I don't move it shouldn't come back. I wonder if the hero of the story knows that while he didn't deal the blow that killed me, he's murdered me all the same.
Eh, it doesn't matter now. He'll go back to his girl and his friends, and they'll cheer the fact that I'm gone, never to be seen again. I wonder how many will know I'm dead. That a fall would kill someone.
Wait -- is that her? The girl I couldn't win? Did she finally get sick of goody two shoes? I can't see her fac
FFM 05 - OmensFor seven days, the God Drums shook the cloudless sky, and we trembled, for we all grew up with the old legends.FFM 05 - Omens15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
For seven nights, the stars fell from the heavens to the earth like the tears of the Gods, and we all prayed, for we knew the three demons approached the Door of Heaven.
On the eighth, there was stillness, and true horror gripped us, for we all knew that the immortal guardian of Death had failed.
The Door was opening.
Character Write-Up -- Faline SplitfangCharacter Write-Up -- Faline Splitfang2 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Name: Faline Splitfang
Pronunciation: Fay-LEEN Split-fang
Public Nickname(s) None that anyone in their right mind would let Faline hear. She DESPISES being called 'Kitty' especially
Affiliations: Herself and her Clan
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral / Neutral Evil
Face Claim: Nala
Voice: Angelina Jolie [link]
Singing Voice: Faline will never sing
Apparent Class: Seer
Occupation: Splitfang Clan Leader
Apparent Age: Accurate
Date of Birth: August 1st
Gender Pronouns: Her/She
Marital Status: Single. 'Betrothed' until she proved he wasn't good enough for her by killing him. Since then, she has had zero interest