Darker Wanderings - Chapter 2 - Unlikely AlliesDarker Wanderings - Episode 2 - Unlikely AlliesDarker Wanderings - Chapter 2 - Unlikely Allies16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
by Oliver Wyatt-Burton
The seven stolen characters fell through the warphole and began plummeting down a seemingly endless drop. Mallow was the first to wake up, looking down he saw nothing below and screamed
"Ahhhh! Help mmmeeeeee!"
This woke up the others, realising their situations there were similar remarks made.
Ollie the Human looked to his side and saw Oliver the Dragon falling beside him, they both made eye contact, frozen in disbelief.
"No, you can't be serious" said Ollie quietly.
"What in Sutekh's name?" asked Oliver, confused. They both looked down to see the others falling.
"Oliver, we've gotta help them!" called Ollie, hoping to fall faster to reach the others.
"Wait, how do you know my name? Who are you?" asked Oliver, hoping to do the same thing. Ollie shook his head.
"There's no time for that, if we don't help them, we're all as good as dead" replied Ollie. Oliver nodded and spread his wings, flapping them to gain speed.
Las avesLas aves33 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
-¿Qué es eso, Meelen?- le dijo Haxmik al ver que su esposo llegaba con un par de aves colgando de su hombro. La mujer las inspeccionó con cierta sospecha.
Eran del mismo porte de las chachalacas, pero más rechonchas. Tenían las plumas negras y un poco rizadas. Tenían un pico amarillo y corto. Sus ojos eran amarillos e inexpresivos, rodeados por un colgajo rojizo pálido y unas plumas esponjadas que parecían una máscara. No tenían cola. De cuando en cuando aleteaban en un esfuerzo infructuoso para soltarse. Y cloqueaban como los pavos, pero no del todo.
-Me las dieron unos pacientes que iban subiendo por el río- dijo muy ufano.- Al parecer, creo que se han vuelto bastante demandadas. Llevaban muchas jaulas para vender o cambiar- decía mientras Haxmik le arrebataba la cuerda y agitó a las pobres criaturas.
-No importa qué aves sean, con eso comeremos - dijo cuando pasó su sorpresa inicial. Sonreía de gus
Orchid : Thief Vs AssassinOrchid : Thief Vs Assassin11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Katy Barton, the lovely thief and circus performer, was in town once for something other than work. Well technicaly. Normaly she'd be with the circus, but for once they had a holiday and here she was not with them. It would make it slightly more challenging, but funner not having an easy escape route. So naturaly Katy had gone back to her typical habbit when going to new places aroudn the world.
Opening up the window with a lockpick, she headed into the main room. The lazer grid was on, to sound an alarm, but that was easy for Katy. Dodging and jumping over them all, she recreated a scene from a movie aswell before she turned them off after getting to the control grid.
"Ah so easy..." She muttered with a sigh. But not as much fun...
Stepping over other alarms, Orchid headed towards what she intended on stealing from the place. The necklace of Misami, the forgotten Kami. A goddess only reccently discovered
Barricades The rain rammed against the window in intervals, the darkness invading the small room inside the large building containing nothing but a small bed, a personal bathroom, and the giant cradily, who was panicking silently. This was all wrong, all that gore mixed with the blinding darkness wasn't what Ulva knew, he remembered something much better than that, a building more pleasant than this.Barricades12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pacing back and forth, Ulva Okpik tried to organize each and every thought that raced through his mind. What is going on? The giant sighed, all he could remember was waking up to nothing but darkness and blood in the halls as the faint screams echoed in his mind even after they ended.
Where they real? No, Ulva was sure it was just all in his head, it was apart of the other voices that constantly haunted him. But, what he was sure of was seeing a woman being dragged through a door by a creature far bigger than the cradily himself. Ulva understood the danger, so he scrambled towards h
[HgU] Sugar We're Going DownEntry #1 (10th April)[HgU] Sugar We're Going Down22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I'm not unfamiliar with experiencing things through the eyes of others. I've done so numerous times with my familiar and vice versa. Seeing things through the eyes of another person though, is different. It was intense*. I could feel him. Quigg Edmond Baxter. I could feel what he felt, the sensation of cool metal when he twisted the doorknob to open the door, the cool wind as he stood on the deck of the Titanic, the weight and warmth of his mother as he carried her up the stairs so she could enjoy the sun as well. I could feel his emotions, the love he had for his mother and that woman, Berthe Mayn, his excitement at having a place on the Titanic. It was definitely awkward, reliving the memories of a dead man's toilet moments, but I won't go into that.
I remember Baxter spending a lot of time with Mayn once he boarded the ship on the eleventh. He kept talking about being with her and she looked happy to be with him. It was touching, but also
From Two Different Worlds (VI).Kai awoke feeling heavy and groggy. She felt as if she had gotten no sleep, and as a matter of fact, she couldn't remember ever going to her room to fall asleep.From Two Different Worlds (VI).2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
A knock came to her door.
"Kai?" Cris called, walking in cautiously. He recalled what had happened last night and decided to choose his words carefully.
"Listen, Kai" He started, "I'm having a few visitors over today, so, uh, I'll need you to stay inside your room."
"Wha, why! Who is coming?!" She said, feeling more fear than unfair treatment.
"Uh, listen, they're very imp--"
"Who!" She interrupted, almost on the brink of tears.
"My sisters." Cris said, hanging his head in defeat. "Listen, can you please stay up here?"
"But I want to meet them!" She pleaded, "I'm getting tired of your face."
"H-Hey! This is the face of someone who lo- er, cares deeply for you!"
Kai folded an ear at him in confusion, then threw her clothes at him.
"I'm going to the magical water holder!" She huffed.
Cris sighed, "Bathtub!"
Cris wondered why she
Fever PitchCicadas screamed in the sticky afternoon heat and I felt my coherent thoughts slowly trickle down the side of my stomach, carried by rivers of lazy sweat. The heat stole words and sentences, leaving only the phantom flash of pictures and warbling half memories.Fever Pitch4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat with my legs open on the ground, set my elbows on either knee and blankly stared at the back of the history book I was supposed to be reading.
The author’s eyes were fixed on mine, intense and curious and... slightly accusing. No, perhaps that was just an illusion of the delirious heat wave rising from the wood, smoking up to the sky with birds and butterflies dancing around the garden. My eyes continued to wander up, away from the book.
...were white and spread across the sky in blended sheets, so thick that almost no blue remained. Blindingly white.
Subconsciously, my fingers and thumbs pressed together as if moving to pray, just as the the author’s hands in the picture had been do
Challenge Accepted - Alternate EndingI was going to edit and fix the Lisa vs. Victoria story, but I read this scene and a really daft idea entered my head and wouldn't go away. It's a stupid, crack crossover ...fanfic? that uses a big name and my own stupid writings, but sweet monkey Jesus it makes me giggle like I've been hit with Joker gas...Challenge Accepted - Alternate Ending7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Oh, uh, you'll probably need to know the Ace Attorney series reasonably well to get it, and a little Layton (I've only played the crossover game when it comes to Layton myself) wouldn't hurt.
This is just copy and pasted from the 'challenge accepted' skim it if you want a refresher or just to see where this story diverges into alternate...everything.
”...but Lisa's never been fighting her own General Zod before either. She's only ever fought people she laughably outclasses before."
There was a weird gasp and a gurgling noise from somewhere and we turned around to see one of the guys, a fellow named Zach turning red and grabbing at his neck. I was confused at the way he see
Dear Owner #2- DollDear Owner,Dear Owner #2- Doll7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name is Rose. You gave me that name because you said my hair is "red like a rose". I loved that name. Do you remember my name?
Have you forgotten about us? Your older sister received me for her ninth birthday. Your sister and I often have a lot of memories together. She and I would often play in the garden, read stories, have tea and climb trees. During the times your sister is alive, you are jealous.
Before I come, I heard that you two share a very strong bond. You two always look out for each other and protect each other. Now that I came, you would always try to hurt me, even get rid of me. I remember that once, you throw me in the mud, then your sister come ad revived me. I also remember that you took me apart and throw me in the trash can. After that, your sister found me dissembled, she put me back together. I also remember that you were about to throw me in the fireplace, luckily, your sister stopped you. She sit down and talked to you, how much I mean to her. Y
StormThe world was screaming. Tears ran from its clouded sky as wave after wave of the torrential downpour of rain and anger swept over the ground. Trees bend backward by the force of its wrath. Grass bowed and cowered as it was drowned by the skies' flood. The unkempt wilds shrieked in outrage as the houses of people trembled in terror; the wind howled at the sky and around the buildings and through the trees, slamming shutters shut to the rhythm of the rain.Storm13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thunder joined the cacophony, shaking the world - the universe, the very galaxies it seemed - with it's boom and crash and roar. Lights flashed there and here: the sky was a fire, filled with flickering, bright embers and billowing clouds of smoke. The water of the heavens crashed to earth, the thousands of rain drops echoing on rooftops like the marching of soldiers, and the hail breaking the formation with the bang of a rifle.
Yet, as it began, all ended as well, and just as the rain had suddenly come, it left with the urgency of al
Strange Being IVShe twirls, arms flailingStrange Being IV12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
and feet stomping. Her mouth is moving
rapidly, singing a happy
and nonsense song.
Her clothing is
short and white. The
feet always bare. The hair
is waist length, blonde
and flowing in the
She is always there
in the grass field. And then
she does something different.
The animals gasp in surprise
and fear. "What is she doing," they complained.
Strange Being soon runs in
a circle, screaming.
Temporal CombatHe turned around, and was surprised to see a boss pawn behind him. The whole “chess” reference was getting a little annoying; Jay guessed that was how the game was played. As a rule, bosses were tougher, but a boss pawn wasn’t a challenge. The pawns went first, and weren’t much more than a force-in-numbers array of enemies. Rooks could charge across the battlefield and plow through anything to get to you, but were easy to sidestep. Bishops had an irritating habit of appearing around corners, but were also avoidable just by standing still; Knights were weird and teleported all over the place. Jay hadn’t ever seen the King, but guessed he gave all the orders. And the Queen… Jay would have given her more thought, but the boss pawn took that change to attack.Temporal Combat22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jay sidestepped the pawn’s sword stroke and just stood right in front of him. It didn’t matter how tough they were, one pawn was a joke; they could be stopped just by standing still, and
TCD Non-RolePlay StoryChapter 1: IntroductionTCD Non-RolePlay Story20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The world fell into chaos when that last drop of oil, suddenly vanished into the world's need of fuel and energy. It took only days for it all to collapse. Power ran out. Gas stations ran out of gas for cars, electricity ran out for electronics and Internet. The economy crashed as well, once the oil ran out, major businesses crashed and money was taken from people so easily. People fell apart. Roads were filled with riots and chaos. Police and Crowd Control were overrun with angry people. Their words went straight to government. Unfortunately Military had to step in. Martial Law was placed and the government gave the military to do anything necessary to maintain peace, and order. Gunfire was blared, explosions were heard, after everything quieted down, curfews were set. Food rations were setup, water was conserved, and a schedule was made for everyone to follow, no matter where you lived.
Darkworld 2 pg 3Darkworld 2 pg 31 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
DollMaker looked tentatively to the wall. He preferred a race over fighting the child, however, the location was not favorable for him as there were a surplus of terrible obstacles.
“A race?” He murmured looking down at the boy and his companion.
“Yeah! I’m a great runner!” beamed a smug Blaze, his tail furiously wagging behind him, “It’ll be fun. Just from here to the wall. No fighting and we’ll have a winner. fair and square!” Blaze turned to Joe expectantly, smile faltering a bit when seeing the apprehension on his partners face.
“That sounds fine to me,” Joe quickly smiled, “just so long as one of us makes it to the wall before you; we win.” He added, already knowing the run would tire him out long before making it to the wall. He was healthy for a boy his age but was more inclined to stay home an
An introductionFeaturing Mammoth and RonnieAn introduction13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The grand estates bridge.
It was a beautifully warm day in canidale, the scent of summer was thick in the air, flowers, fruits and freshly cut grass scented the wind. The mastiff panted merrily as he trotted up the grand stone steps of the garden and trotted his way to the gates that fenced the manicured gardens. Mammoth nudged the gate open with his nose and went on his way towards the bridge to do a sweep of the neighbourhood.
His five months away from Canidale at the training center had offered the gigantic mastiff a completely different lifestyle, visibly fitter and healthier, Mammoth had a new lease on life. Far more active with his guarding duties, he couldn't wait to take up his new duties now he was back home. Paw steps brisk and heavy on the stone flags of the pavement, his pac
You Will Never Matter!This always has been in my mind for years to come...You Will Never Matter!9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
800 years ago, my older sister, Cecelia said something to me I'll never forget.
I was new to the whole "friendship" thing because of my damn wings... I hide them so no one can see, when really I'm just hiding myself. God, why must the world be so cruel?! Everyone always calls me names, and laugh at me hysterically. They act like I'm a fucking freak!
Cecelia promised to help me out by showing me around. I was unfamiliar with my surroundings at the time anyways. But she ditched me because of the most popular angels around... she fucking lied to her own sister! How could I forgive her for that?! What has she ever did for me?! So you know what, screw Cecelia! She can go die in a fucking hole! Or in fact, go to hell and live with the other demons!
Nothing is worse than a broken heart man. As I got older, my grudge has grown bigger, and my hatred grew stronger. One day, Cecelia took things too far. Now, t
A Second ChanceA Second Chance12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ingrid Johnson was a strange character, she never wore what the popular kids believed which trend was in, nor clothes that were black with skulls and ripped from top to bottom. Not Ingrid, she was one of those quiet girls who sat in the back of the classroom, a simple life, with parents and a spoiled little brother for a sibling, this was her quiet life and she enjoyed it. It was not till the day when the two most popular girls in her class decided to sit near the back, Lisa and Sarah, they were fairly pretty with the mounts of makeup they on, both blonde it was hard to tell who was who, but they were at least nice to your face. Ingrid tried everything to focus on what the teacher was saying but the gossiping from the two in front of her were getting more and more louder, she didn't understand why the teacher couldn't hear their high pitched giggles and didn't dare to confront them with their loudness, so she sat there watching the clock waiting for the thirty minute class to finish. T
The Mysterious PlantFeaturing Einin and MagnusThe Mysterious Plant12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Spring, Year 761 of the New Age
Windborne, Gumtree Hollow
The doe stepped lightly upon the ground, gaze and ears both moving quickly in an alert pattern. She could relax slightly, more than some others might, for above her flew a very alert welcome swallow, who would make sure nothing snuck up on his friend. Einin breathed a sigh of relief, grateful her companion was with her, since Starling could not. She knew he had other matters to attend too, fawnlings he needed to see and make sure were safe, now that the war was over. But still, it made her uneasy to be separate from him once more, after he had finally come back.
But she was out doing something important as well, gathering much needed herbs to help heal the newly brought together herd. Many were still injured, and there were little fawns that needed looked after as well.
Magnus wandered slowly throu
Climb Into The SunlightA vast endless sea of dust laid before me. Nothing but rubble and dunes scattered and dotted the landscape. Something so bare and desolate is no different from the void of the sky. Only, the sky is bespangled by tiny silver grains. Whereas the scenery that expanded beyond the horizon is darker than ash.Climb Into The Sunlight17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
I longed to see something other than what surrounds me. Feel something more than the harsh whipping of dry winds. Live among the lush expanse and everything that dwell within it. Somehow I was cursed to remain here.
On a particular day however, I beheld something I haven't seen before. A peculiar figure clad in dark and tattered fabric. On its back, an assortment of scraps and rubbish stashed in a large sack.
It twisted a metal canister, raised it in the air, and out dribbled clear liquid. What was this being? What were those mysterious droplets? There must be more of them.
Somehow, I felt compelled to seek them. Then I remembered my bedamned circumstance. Never had I ever felt so frust