The Hakone Rift It happened suddenly, on September 15, 2000 AD, and was over just as quickly. The ground began to shake. Great winds blew from all directions. Electronics malfunctioned and shorted out. Clocks sped up, slowed down, and even reversed as the flow of time and space fell out of sync.The Hakone Rift1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It started out small, centering on a single street corner, but it grew quickly. First it consumed the entire street, then the entire block, then the entire town. Within only minutes all of Hakone was thrown into chaos and disaster. The injuries piled up as quickly as the confusion. Cars and trucks crashed into one another. Trains took off at max speed with people unprepared inside. The great quaking of the ground shook signs and power lines loose, dropping them to the ground.
It was the fastest deployment of the Disaster Response Division in the history of The Guild. They made the trip from Kyoto in less than an hour, but even by then the damage had been
Birds of a featherdraco-meteor said the following:Birds of a feather15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It wasn't that he was bored, no. It was more so that Leck wasn't too sure what he was supposed to be doing at the moment. He had been deemed an apprentice, but didn't have a mentor yet; that would come soon. And he didn't mind that much, actually. This freedom allowed him some leeway to explore and get used to this part of the city.
And so tiger stretched idly, claws clicking against the cool marble of the apprentice quarters. The morning sun peeked through the doorway, illuminating his pelt to a fiery orange as he passed through it.
He lifted his head, looking about for any other apprentices or hunters. There were a few of them milling about, but they all seemed to be busy and heading somewhere. Leck sat down, observing the place quietly, eyes watching each newcomer with interest.
ValkyrieMoon said the following:
It was another dull morning in the same cage Nuri now called "home". The place itself was nice enough, that wasn't the problem.
5-24-15 Meeting QuillToastbusters: It was the doctor's prerogative to send messages to his new officers so he could meet them for coffee. A casual setting like this would allow him to get to know each person behind the uniform. He had sent Quill her message today, and he sat in the on-station café while reading a PADD and sipping a teacup of something. His legs were crossed, his tail curled up under his medical jacket, and he reeked of some sort of sweet smelling bread.5-24-15 Meeting Quill21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
BreathlessBanana: Having been triple checking that she had everything, for the 2nd time, she had finally been able to drag herself away to go to the café where she was supposed to meet her Chief Medical Officer. She was pretty sure she was either going to throw up or draw a blank as she got closer. It was her first time officially meeting the man she was supposed to work under. She had many questions about what sort of people he's seen and what it was really like to live going to so many different places. But by the time she got t
Origins OCT InformationOrigins OCT is an Original Character Tournament that is available for all deviants to enter. This is the first season, so this is a new ground for all characters to start new or old characters that have been around for ages to step upon.Origins OCT Information1 day ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The story behind OOCT is that your character is invited to a world that seems familiar to them but is it their true world or is it a dream? While seeking for the answer, they come across various characters that are seeking for the same answer, but only one is able to achieve this goal until there is one champion left.
Without further ado, here are a few rules to clear the air:
-ORIGINAL CHARACTERS ONLY! No fan based characters please.
-All contestants must meet Fyrus in his dwarf dragon faery form.
-There is an invitation to the contestants located on a table in their newfound homes. Whether they wish to read it or not is up to them.
-One entry per person. If you wish to add in spectators and NPCs, be my guest. If you want to audition a second characte
Play...?Sunlight filtered down between the needles of the pine trees, dew sparkling like crystals upon a spider's web as it caught the rays. The grass was still tinged with the previous night's rain, the occasional blade springing upward from its bowed state as a droplet fell into the soil and disappeared.Play...?14 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sleeping at the mouth of the cave, Plume gave a start as a speck of water fell from the overhang, splintering into a thousand shards as it bounced gently upon the slick surface of her nose. Shaking her head and perking her ears, she searched for the intruder before looking up, another droplet finding her snout and making her sneeze. A paw reached up and wiped at the offending water. How was she supposed to nap in her favorite spot if water insisted on falling?
Turning to look over her shoulder, she opened her mouth to mewl in protest to Sylvéra, only to realize she was alone.
The dragoness had gone.
Blinking earthen eyes, Plume turned back around, standing and stretching with a small ho
Life Reflections with Aoi"I am called many things. Goddess. Angel. Immortal.Life Reflections with Aoi20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"All of these are applicable. I have watched over maortalkind for millenia, if not eons. Walking amongst them, I cannot help but find them to be fascinating.
"Sometimes, however, one or two will become paralyzed with their fear of death, hoping to become something like a vampire or a zooanthrope to escape death's clutches.
"I truly do not understand this. Or rather, I do understand the fear of death, but to see one throw away mortality is... saddening.
"It may seem strange for a being like me to say, but to be mortal is the greatest gift to be blessed with by the Alpha God. When one's time is limited, every choice they make becomes that much more important. They must consider their legacy: will they be remembered for living at the expense of others. Or will they be known as a kind human who devoted their lives to the benefit of their fellow man.
"As the Vision said, nothing is precious because it lasts forever.
"Now if you will excuse
(S-RPG) Andaran Atish'an “So this is your territory?” Murmured Alrahel, looking around the woodsy area. There were quite a few dens, both big and small, nestled in the area among rocks and shrubbery. Twigs and leaves littered the ground and there were large patches of moss growing almost everywhere Alrahel took a step.(S-RPG) Andaran Atish'an12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The only nice amenity was a small pond where a frog rested on a lily pad, which was near the biggest den, presumably Deygan’s. He put his nose to the ground to take in the scent of the dirt. It smelled heavily of the navy clouded sabati.
He breathed out, lifting his head to survey his surroundings a little more. Looking for some part of the area to stand out, like a black sheep amongst a flock of white ones. He didn’t see anything particularly interesting, however. It seemed Deygan hadn’t taken the time to decorate his abode with bones, pelts, or really anything to signify a place of living.
5-16-15ToastBusters: Moko has seen to it that sickbay is at top working condition. He had spent a few days, actually. Now, it is time to leave and organize his affairs on the station. He had just taken his first few steps off the Demeter when it hits him that he could really go for a meal right about now...So he heads towards the cafeteria.5-16-1521 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Doomsday-Prophyt: Volurus was enjoying a leisurely meal in the cafeteria, as it was a "day off" for him. It would be another day or longer before more members of the crew arrived at the station, so his duties as customs official for the Demeter were temporarily suspended. At present, his plate was empty, but his had a steaming pot of fresh coffee on the table along with his mug and three PADDs.
ToastBusters: He recognized Volurus. He had been meaning to ask the Cardassian a question, but he wondered if it's polite to interrupt an otherwise solitary meal. Well, he wouldn't
5-15-15Alyn and Moko meet5-15-1521 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Hikari-Hellion: After the last couple days of getting familiar with Engineering and the people under her command, and making sure everything's ready for when they set out, Alyn's decided that she needs a break for her sanity...either that or the fact that she's stopped counting how many cups of coffee she's had today, or isn't sure how much sleep she got last night. So she's heading for the mess hall to get something for lunch, rather than subsisting on coffee.
Toastbusters: Doctor Jn'kuk sat alone in the empty mess hall with a small meal in front of him. Whatever he had decided to eat, it was still moving and probably was an insect once. He gave the Chief Engineer a brief glance upwards as she walked in. Great, more Cardassians... "Good evening, if it can be called that." He sounded very much like he did not care very much about the evening.
Hikari-Hellion: Alyn blinked when the man addressed her. "Fair enough,
5-12-15:50:05 * Doomsday-Prophyt: Year 2390. Starbase 4113 (formerly Deep Space 23) approximately 5 light years from the Andromeda Wormhole. Docking Platform 2, currently holding the Starship Demeter. Commander Volurus Yarayn walked to the entrance of the embarkation tunnel from the platform interior, a PADD in one hand, mug of coffee in the other. Before defecting to the Federation, Vol would never have dreamed of drinking anything other than the bittersweet Fyngref Root tea brewed on Cardassia Prime. Unfortunately, a majority of the commercial Fyngref fields had burned up when the Dominion had carpet bombed the planet all those years ago, but they were making a steady comeback. Besides, black coffee wasn't entirely dissimilar from the tea in taste, but sugars made it too sweet. Today, the ship would be receiving the first of her replacement crew for the new mission, and it was Vol's duty to make sure they and their luggage were checked in properly with no illegal goods (or potentially harmf5-12-1521 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This