Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 5050Ander - Part 4: Subchapter 501 hour ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“NOOO!!” Kadai sat bolt upright, gasping for air, his heart thumping madly in his chest.
Everything was gone. Literally. He was sitting in an endless expanse of white. There was no sky, there was no ground. It was all just white. He didn’t even have a shadow.
He clutched at his heart, sucking in great big whooping lungfuls of air that whistled in the back of his throat. He was so caught up in Shekka’s words he didn’t even give a second thought to where he was or how he got here. All of that was secondary.
She knew. Somehow she knew. Did Wardo tell her? Is that why she –
Is that why she poisoned me?
Kadai stopped. Just like everything else in this empty place, he just… stopped.
He could feel the air flow over his tongue and into his chest and back out again, even though he suspected there wasn’t really any air in this place. He could feel his hand clutching his chest, he could feel his heartbeat pounding against his palm,
Each Separate Dying Ember - XXINorthEach Separate Dying Ember - XXI2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Ah-hah... Please, Mr. Nicholson - I'm sure North would like to speak for himself. Mr. York?"
I stare into my mug, holding it tightly between my hands, and don't say anything for a second. After a moment, I gather my voice enough to answer.
"As Clay was saying--" I start, then stumble and cough. "U-uh... As Mr. -- Clay, as Clay was saying... Um - Atarah approached us first about making an equipe for the Disciplines. She'd participated, as had all of the Short-Wings, many times before, and a few years ago she met one of-- our - friends. At the media pars - um..."
"The idea was seeded then," Atarah continues, easily picking up the rehearsed story, and I take a grateful deep breath. My hands are shaking around the tea - I stare into the warm milky brown as she goes on to explain how she talked with Wolfe and like, how last year they weren't ready, how this year - oh, yes, she's been friends with Wolfe, hah hah, sorry,
Miss Mary Sue: Chapter 2Miss Mary Sue: Chapter 24 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tsara and Miskel slowly put up their hands as several dirty men came into the clearing, roughly ten. The siblings’ backs were against the rock face. The men pointed arrows at them. The one who seemed to be the leader stepped forward.
“Now, give us everything you’re carrying and we won’t make you into pincushions,” he told them with a smirk on his lips.
“We aren’t carrying anything important,” Miskel told him truthfully. He showed them the package with a few first-aid supplies.
“Give us what you’re hiding. Now,” the bandit repeated, his face becoming grim.
“He said, we aren’t carrying anything!” Tsara protested, an edge of panic in her voice.
Just then, all the bandits looked up, surprised expressions on their ugly faces. Tsara and Miskel looked up too. A tiny person leaped off the rock face, flipping once and landing on her feet as her very long hair trailed behind her. Tsara and Miskel started. The gir
Diviners of Runawynd Act IXDiviners of Runawynd Act IX5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Garrick took a drink of the hot drink Keiran prepared for him. Red tea with a hint of vanilla. His evident smile widened. He was getting better at this.
Mug in one hand and pen in the other, the blond man returned to work. Back to the old grind. He thought optimistically. Having been away from home for so long, his return reinvigorated his focus. Strange, how a change in scenery can broaden a perspective.
When he paused to rest his hand, Garrick checked at the spoils of his labor. Still a few files to go, yet small as it seemed, he couldn't help but smile at the accomplishment. Man, it's really piled up. Guess I should take them in to Keiran soon...
His focus - and stomach - veered. He drove his eyes into his workload, face burning, and thinking hard to himself. Every freakin' time, that feeling comes back and messes with my head. How I kissed him like that, how he felt, I-
Quietly, Sylas stood in the doorframe, looking on at Garrick. "Keiran wants you." He c
The Plight of Magic - Chapter 1 (Part 2)******The Plight of Magic - Chapter 1 (Part 2)5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
‘Come now Greyden, surely you don’t think this is credible?’
Greyden Deseme, former captain of the guard and newly appointed military advisor of the council of Carrumdale, paced up and down the length of the room, his agitation clear in the quickness of his step. He listened to the echoing sound his sturdy steel boots made upon the stone floor, trying to find solace in the monotonous sound. No such relief was found.
The man who had addressed him was Councillor Fredrick Louder, political advisor to the mayor of Carrumdale. He spoke in his usual jeering manner, one which left a bitter taste on Greyden’s tongue. Greyden did his best to ignore the man’s jibe, and continued to pace the room.
Not usually a nervous man, he found his unease a frustration. It had been a trying year, and now this new development had arisen which pushed Greyden’s usually calm demeanour to breaking point.
He shared the room with three other men including Louder, wh
Legacy Apocalypse Chapter 3: Prologue *static*Legacy Apocalypse Chapter 3: Prologue 13 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ok is this thing recording? Yeah? I found this thing a while back, back when I was pyro... Ok
Everything's different now, I'm not entirely sure how, it just feels like certain people have just... Gone. I'm not entirely sure how or why, they're just not here, and I can't put my finger on who, that, and everything's gone to heck, people have *hears explosion In the distance*
Oh god, it's happening, RUN!!
One Of The Lost Ones (Introduction)He watched as another hit the floor. He looked around as he took in heavy breaths. Bodies lay around him, scattered on the floor in a bloody mess. He chuckled. The guards were laughable. Anyone could get past them. Though he did wonder why. They were weak, too weak, not even having simple magic. Why would they be guarding such a place? Unless, perhaps, it wasn't truly as the tales told. With a sigh, he continued through the castle halls.One Of The Lost Ones (Introduction)23 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He followed stairs down to a short, dim hallway that led to an old wooden door. Finding it locked, a bit of worry came over him. It was probably locked with strong magic, magic that he could not break past. He could use magic, though only through the power of the enchanted ring on his finger. It was not at all powerful. He attempted it on the door anyway, and jolted in surprise when it swung open.
He stared at the inside. It was dark. If this was where the king kept his hidden items, why was it so easy to get to them? Why were the guards so weak, the m
Return of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 8Return of the Galactic Guardians - Chapter: 82 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter: 8 The Battle for Gladir
Gladirian Jungle 5:50 am
THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN FROM THE DATALOG OF GALACTIC GUARDIAN, REX FINCH
"Excellent, Frost. Violet. See you in an hour." I hung up my wristcom. "Magnus, pray for mercy."
"Rex..." said a pony from behind me.
I turned, "Yes, Doctor Whooves?"
"I need your wing."
"Why?" I worried.
"I'm almost done creating a vaccine for Ace's Venom X overdose. I just need one more ingredient."
"Uhhhhh a feather!"
"Yes," assured the pony.
I pouted, "It's.....It's a needle, isn't it? You need blood to match Ace's."
Doctor Whooves rolled his eyes, "H
WWC - Phase 2, Chapter 23Chapter 23WWC - Phase 2, Chapter 237 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was Mélisandé that found me. The black fox came trotting through the trees and sat down a couple of paces away before becoming human.
I cast her a sidelong glance, rubbing my arm. Lochrai’s cut hadn’t scarred, but it still hurt.
“When do we leave?”
She nodded. “If you’re really the one that can get us home, then I’d rather do what I can to help.”
“Right.” I released my arm, tapping my fingers on my knee.
“So, when do we leave?” she repeated.
“When Orith gets back.”
“So we have a bit of time to prepare.”
“The cover story?” She stood, offering my her hand. “I believe you said we would be performers.”
“Ah, of course.” I nodded, pulling myself up by her hand. “I’ll jus