Saving Christmas Part 3 (Final Part)We had arrived back to BLU Mansion. However, the whole Mansion was destroyed. Everyone on our Team... Dead... I felt anger through my body. Keifer shouts, “This is unacceptable!!” in frustration. Suddenly, a bit of movement startles Keifer. It's Zain! The Angel Scout bursts from the destroyed Mansion in his Dragon Form. His eyes had Rage in them. He roars and flews off to destroy the Black Monster. Link Examines the ruined Mansion and Pulls out his Ocarina and plays the Song of Time. The Mansion repairs itself. However, the Team still remains dead... Keifer suddenly had an Idea! And there's only 2 days left until Christmas, so Keifer grabs his Medigun and, with the help of his Special Quadwrangler, uses it to revive the Team. Sadly, It didn't work... I suddenly heard the Black Monster's Roar and I roared back angrily and flew off to help Zain while Link and Keifer stayed behind. Keifer didn't know what to do... Just then, the Magician, Merasmus, appears. Keifer feltSaving Christmas Part 3 (Final Part)14 hours ago in Short Stories
Separate WaysIn a room lit by only a single overhead halogen bulb, two men conversed. One stood pacing the white washed, slate grey room while he spoke. The other sat in a metal chair at the table in the center of the room, hand cuffed together and ankles cuffed to the chair. It was mostly a one sided conversation. The man pacing continued speaking for long bouts, not paying much attention to the fact that the other hadn’t spoken a word since entering the room. “I just don’t get it. You had such potential, and you are damn smart. You have the brains to rival fucking Einstein for Christ’s sake. So why? Even an idiot would know civilians going against the military would be completely pointless Vice,” Lance, his brother, stated exasperatedly.Separate Ways2 hours ago in Short Stories
In fact, his twin brother. Lance and Vice were both born on the same day, Lance earlier by only a short while. As the older brother, Lance always felt the need to protect his “younger brother”, even though the difference
Ignore Him, It'll Get Better..He broke my heart.Ignore Him, It'll Get Better..12 hours ago in Short Stories
He stole the very thing that makes me who I am.
He became the very thing I knew he would.
A long time ago... Well more like a month or two ago, my very essence was destroyed. Crushed.
He told me I was the only one.
He told me that I was special.
He told me things I thought no one else knew.
He said I was the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.
...but he told others this.
Two weeks later, I was thrown into a group chat, along with all my other online friends. We chatted, shared a few laughs, exchanged some news and had a great time. Then he was added. Him. The thief who stole my heart and ground it into dust. The one of whom I wanted to burn. The one of whom I hated.
"Hey guys" he messaged into the chat. "Just at work. What I miss?"
I starred at his words, hate, anger, pain, and emotion clouding my thoughts. I didn't respond into the chat. Instead, I waited.
"..yea, I've gotten into the real college life ya know? Banging all the girls I can, partying...it's really gr
[MH] Breaktime conversation - Beatrice and EtainThe morning following the midnight Enforcer meeting, sunlight was shining through the classroom's windows and Beatrice was half-lying on her desk in math class with her eyes fixed shut, trying very hard to keep herself awake after losing an entire night of sleep. She wasn't used to spending nighttime anywhere else than in her warm, cozy bed, and she expected getting enough sleep to become a rare occurrence for her in her new magi life. She opened her eyes a little bit (not too much, to filter out the intolerably bright sunlight), rubbed the greyish-blue bags under them and peeked at the clock for what was probably at least the thirtieth time. Her math class was finally about to end. That substantially improved her outlook on life at that moment. She dropped her arms and head on the desk again in a triumphant gesture and remained in this position until the bell rang.[MH] Breaktime conversation - Beatrice and Etain10 hours ago in Short Stories
When the break started at last, Beatrice closed her notebook (today's page was filled exclusively with names of her new t
LIN 201: Breaking the ShacklesUm, Professor? There...well, you see, there is an idea that is very much, how you say, 'buzzing' in my head that I would very much like to create, but...I am unsure if it is possible, or how to practice such a spell for this month...LIN 201: Breaking the Shackles7 hours ago in Short Stories
Mmm? It might not be possible, but that does not mean you can't try. Practice makes perfect--perhaps, mm? What spell are you thinking?
W-well, it is just...I wish very much to help my friend be free of an awful demon, and I thought maybe, if I could find the spell and trick it...
"Um...a-alright, I think this is it!"
The little Candlekin grimaced, wiping her nose furiously with her arm as she looked over her work. It was a large, somewhat lopsided circle drawn into the library's woodwork, painted in with a gingery, almost spicy-smelling liquid she'd been told was called Oil of Abramelin. Candles were placed at every point, each burning a terrible concoction of Asafetida and St. John's Wort tied together and str
House Calls || Flora and AltheaHouse Calls || Flora and Althea12 hours ago in Short Stories
Althea ran through the camp in search of her mentor. I’m gonna be late on my first day! she thought. She had been looking forward to this day for weeks. She was finally going to meet her mentor and finally begin her training to become an Anecdotist. Dodging around other felines she made it to a small opening to see a finely shaped Cheetah waiting for her. She trotted up to her, trying to get her breathing under control. "Hi! *huff huff* I’m *huff* Althea," she said choppily, taking big breaths in between words.
Flora had just finished inventorying the herbs in her satchel when she heard thudding paws headed her way. No doubt it was her apprentice. Sure enough, when she looked up, her newly appointed apprentice (it was quite surprising; being a mentor to a young cat and all the Anecdotists) plowed to a stop in front of her. “Hey, Althea,” Flora greeted the clouded jaguar. “Hope your run didn't tire you out too much—we’ll be walking
Little Surprise (Parsley and Lacey):iconroyalroses: Inside of the tiny bread shop, while the soft guitar music play in the background, the Japanese spitz and the pomeranian mix is trying to capture the bubbles coming from the kitchen. It is the only day where Parsley can have a break for herself after a day of long deliveries. She decides to invite her fluffy friend. Coming out of the question, Joanna giggled at the two dogs playing with the bubbles. "You two are very silly. "said Joanna, quickly taking out her tiny camera from her apron pocket and take a few pictures.Little Surprise (Parsley and Lacey)5 hours ago in Short Stories
As she places it away, she quickly goes inside of the kitchen and returns with a basket of eggs along with a note. Parsley looks at her owner with her head turn to the side. She remembers her human came back from the organic grocery store. But...why would she place them on the table? Watching her dig in the basket, Parsley gave a puzzled expression as she gasped. "I forgot my coupons!" said Joanna and ran to the door. "I'll try to come back as fast as I c
the big bunny Problem(TF story)the big bunny Problem7 hours ago in Short Stories
The sun was about to set above the beautiful hillsides, the birds carried on tweeting and making their own little tunes, the wind blew quietly brushing against the leaves of the trees as they rustled,and the skies became colorful with a pink and orange contrast. A young teenaged girl placed her arms and stared outside her bedroom window giving out a sigh as she was embracing the peace and quiet in her neighborhood.In the trees outside she saw a blurry shape and then it vanished making her curious, "What was that?" she asked looking to where she saw the shape. She walked outside into the yard and then the shape passed her again and decided to follow it after thinking for a minute. She ran after it and came to a giant tree with a hole dug underneath it. It was quite small "I don't think i would be able to fit in there" she said poking her head in the hole and then back out She felt a little sad that
Let's Find Out Who I AmFeaturing ReichenbachLet's Find Out Who I Am7 hours ago in Short Stories
Autumn, Year 763
Blackwood, Widow's Hollow
The time had come.
Old promises and plans had arisen from the dust of memories with the first cool breeze of autumn, their originals made in the heat of summer that would be fulfilled by the time the first snow touched the mountains. Schemes, dark and dirty, tucked away from prying eyes and locked away with bargains and soul tying silence were about to unfold, the end hopefully signed with red.
Reichenbach looked towards the mountains, their rock faces looming in the distance over the lip of the towering black pines. Behind the natural walls of their cage was a kingdom of inbred buffoons, ones who claimed hierarchy and secretly held a captive to which he was on the hunt for. He would brave the mountain pass and reach the other side, hopefully, without incident. He did not expect his travels to be easy, and he knew well enough that it would do him good to eat well while he could a
The Dark Stuff WithinKekipi was ready this time. Another beast like Kelenken was roaming the island. The Puru had come out at an inopportune time for Kekipi and her Asotus. She had fallen ill, and her house was ravaged by the beast and its minions. Lucky for her, she had some quick thinking, loyal, and kind hearted Asotus as well as valiant villagers to rely on. They had saved her life. She was eternally grateful, and now Kekipi was ready to fight the Sunkahetanka and pay back her debts to the villagers.The Dark Stuff Within4 hours ago in Short Stories
Turing, Enigma, and Keeva were all out with Kekipi. Turing and Enigma were both veterans now. They had fought the Kelenken, and Enigma had even been wounded by the beast, but Keeva was new to the party. She was a dappled grey Nile Asotu who was intent to please. She had never really fought before, but with two other strong and experience Asotus, Kekipi had faith that the newest one would do just fine! The foursome traveled through a cavern near the shores of the village. There had be
You know you're a diehard Zelda fan when...-You have five Legend of Zelda t-shirts.You know you're a diehard Zelda fan when...16 hours ago in Short Stories
-You've been to Symphony of the Goddesses at least once.
-You have at least one Legend of Zelda poster hung up in your room.
-You own at least one ocarina, and play it regularly. Bonus points if it resembles the Ocarina of Time.
-You've purchased a Legend of Zelda songbook.
-You own and have played more than half of the Zelda games.
-You have a Zelda-themed Nintendo system.
-You've drawn the Triforce on the back of your hand before.
-When someone mentions Zelda or hums/whistles/plays a tune from the games, you perk up like a dog who's just spotted his favorite treat.
-You play or listen to the Song of Storms whenever it's raining.
-You own a pack or two of those Twilight Princess trading cards.
-You once found a shape in your math textbook that was identical to the Triforce, so you grabbed a yellow highlighter and colored in the three triangles.
-You've considered establishing a tradition of replaying your favorite Zelda game annually.
Exploration IX. Renae was fast asleep snuggled between Azure and the fluffy snow that covered the ground. She had several layers of fur and fabric on between her heavy duty coat, sweat shirt, and various other under shirts on. She had multiple layers of pants on as well, plus a hat, gloves, scarf, so the cold snow didn’t bother her. It was around two in the afternoon, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The shown shown down on her and her toko through the trees. Two other tokos sat by, watching on; Mauja and Saren. They were chewing on the bones of a deer Saren had hunted down a few days before. Mauja, being the old man he was, simply took his share of Saren’s prey, and the black and white yeti didn’t mind. Azure was sleeping just like Renae, and you could hear her snoring softly.Exploration IX.11 hours ago in Short Stories
Triopolis: Part Three TriopolisTriopolis: Part Three8 hours ago in Short Stories
Written by Nathaniel D. Cull
“Loche Dubois.” The black haired man said as he held out his hand to Sidwig.
“Sid…” Came a reluctant reply as their hands met, “I thought you was a cat just a second ago! Glad U’m wrong ‘bout that!” Sid said with a chuckle.
“I was.” Loche replied with a nasally accent, “It iz my animal form.”
“Say wut?” Sid slowly removed his hand from their greeting, “Eh Vlade! Explain this one!”
Vlade searched the littered cathedral as dust and dirt filled the air making it a musky atmosphere. He crouched and searched the ground around the blood stains of one of the monsters he slew as he carefully reloaded his pistol.
“He’s an Earth Warder, Sid.
Fish Food The next morning before the sun had risen and while their handlers still slept, the eleven Tokotas quietly slipped away from the campsite, stepping carefully so they would not trip over the sleeping bag wrapped humans or toss snow on their faces. Xiao Mei stuck close to Zrean and made a wide circle around them while Saffael carefully picked his way straight through the group and over to their still smoldering fire. With a little smile on his face he dropped his head and picked up one of the small logs still left in their wood pile, settling it carefully in the embers so that it would catch and continue to keep them warm while the Tokotas were away.Fish Food1 day ago in Short Stories
Jacinta and Sarabi led the way through the snowy forest as the rest of the group fell in to two lines, each of them picking a buddy to walk with. Teddy came next beside Saffael who had walked quickly to get himself as close the f
History Lesson (Kane, Alcatraz, Lazarus):iconBaseballfan2414: The air was crisp, and the sun was rising over the horizon. The autumn leaves were turning wonderful colors, and falling onto the ground. Kane was playing at the main den site, with his cousin Lazarus. He was playing, with his tail wagging, enjoying the day that he was going to have. He was going to get a tour of Aryn, and see places that he had never seen before. He was full of excitement, and ready to go."Lazarus, when is Uncle Alcatraz getting here? I can't wait!" He tackled his cousin, not able to contain his joy, because he would be with family."I wonder what kind of places are out there?" He said this, looking out towards the tree line, although forgetting that he was on top of Lazarus, putting his whole weight on him. His tail was still wagging the whole time, waiting to hear his Uncle calling him for the adventure.History Lesson (Kane, Alcatraz, Lazarus)14 hours ago in Short Stories
:iconwildfire-tama: Lazarus played with Kane, batting playfully at his cheek. ”I dunno. Dad’s always out doing som
Mission Submission: Blanketing the PastCreative Bomb stopped before the remains of some poor soul's house, its exterior torn and stripped until it was nothing more than a skeletal husk of bricks and wood. It was like a part of her body now, the dandelions woven into her headband folding in tightly, fully aware of what hellish creatures seethed inside the structure. Her hands brushed along the spectacles fixed on the bridge of her nose, their shape quickly snapping into a longer, taller pair of visor-like shades. Digital code ran along the reflective surface, peering past the wreckage to find heat signatures not made by still-dancing flames.Mission Submission: Blanketing the Past18 hours ago in Short Stories
Five not including the Recolor itself.
An armored fingers pushed the glasses farther up her nose, pulling the visor back around the circular frames and into a simple, seeing device once more. Then, reaching onto her chain-link belt, the Sketchist rustled out what seemed to be a mixture of shimmering, colorful liquid.
Arstide's stitched expression remain
Prompt: Squall Leonhart Tries To Be A Pirate It was a searing hot day in Ivalice and despite Balthier's many efforts to keep his airship to a minimum heated temperature, the Strahl was essentially a large, though beautiful, floating tin can.Prompt: Squall Leonhart Tries To Be A Pirate9 hours ago in Short Stories
His own body heat rose as his temper flared, shaking his head. "No, no, no, it's all wrong. You're wrong. You can't be a pirate. I'm this close," he held up his forefinger and thumb in a pinching motion, "to throwing you off this damn ship."
Squall Leonhart was a good soldier if nothing else, but a pirate? Not on your life. "I don't get it," he muttered, looking over his gun blade, "why do I have to loot people and hold them to ransom?"
Balthier flailed, almost falling from his perch on a large tool box, "because that's what pirates do, you imbecile!" Running his warm hands through his damp hair, his palm came to rest at the back of his neck, "I'll go over this... one more time," he narrowed his eyes, watching the guest on his ship. "Vaan, come here so I can demonstrat
Prompt: Quicksilver Steals Flowers From Neighbours "Peter!" a shrill voice rang out, clearly audible from downstairs even with the many walls between the teen and his mother. He rolled his eyes and caught the ball he'd been playing ping pong with.Prompt: Quicksilver Steals Flowers From Neighbours10 hours ago in Short Stories
"What now?!" he sighed, loud enough for his mother to hear. He bounced the ball across the table once more, racing to the other side to catch it, amusing himself while waiting for his mother's slow reply. When none came, he growled quietly.
Within seconds, he was stood in front of his mother. Everything moved slowly for Peter when he was running his fastest, as if he was stuck in a dream where everything was moving in slow motion. He grinned as he watched his mother's seemingly slow reaction. She flinched at his sudden appearance, her hair fluttering in the light breeze he'd caused.
"What's wrong now?" he asked lazily.
She looked him up and down with a raised eyebrow, before shaking her head and placing a hand on her hip. "What did I tell you about picking the fl
AST 102: A Purrfectly Good Heart"I must admit, there are not many of the creatures from the family of 'cat' I know of..." The little Candlekin stared at the strange, leafy bundle they were to used for their next assignment before glancing back up at Ash. "And I had not realized this plant had such magical effects on this family! It could not truly calm even the fiercest of cats...could it?"AST 102: A Purrfectly Good Heart5 hours ago in Short Stories
"Hm." Ash simply shrugs, but sighs after a small glance behind her. "I'm sure you could if you wanted to, Kerzy. Especially with this stuff." She motions towards her own bundle. She lifts her head glancing around. This place was a mess. There were tracks everywhere, an occasional animal growl in the distance, parts of buildings were wrecked down by an animal in passing. These teachers need to learn to control their departments... She thinks to herself, stuffing the bag into her pocket. "I suppose we could walk into the forest and look for something to use this on?" She suggests, looking into the forest.
Kerzendocht sighed, pulling