Battle of Ranoka (Red Chapter 1, Part 2)When Fadei walked out of the tent he smiled and said in a soft voice said “You guys can come out now.”Battle of Ranoka (Red Chapter 1, Part 2)1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
As my brother and I emerged from the shadows that was made by the tents I asked “How did you know we were here?”
“I’m just that good, let’s get you guys some gear. We are closing camp and heading home tomorrow.” Replied Fadei.
“Home? This isn’t the main camp?” asked my brother.
Fadei chuckled. “Camp, it’s been a long time since people were in camps. Let me explain to you what has happened since the fall of the last two kingdoms.”
Oh great a history lesson is all that went through my head.
“Since I hate history lessons I’m going to make this short. Two kingdoms fell and four major groups came from it. The two you know are green and red since you have been stealing from the two, and then you have yellow and blue. As we sharpen your skills you will learn about the other three and how to deal w
Insurance Fraud, Part 21Insurance Fraud, Part 21Insurance Fraud, Part 211 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Having checked the room number on the second floor of the block of houses, Nicole rang the doorbell. Getting no answer, she was about to leave, when the door opened, and she saw a young man who was about twenty years old. He wore only a pair of trousers, leaving his upper body naked. The guy had short red hair and beard. Looking at his face and eyes, Nicole noticed that he must have a wild night.
‘Mr Connor? Mr Josh Connor?’ Nicole asked. The guy was familiar for her although she hadn’t met him before. And then she suddenly recalled the pictures of the plaster cast catalogue. Josh was a model for the Menu C.
‘Yeah, Ma’am?’ he asked gasping.
‘Mr Petrovsky sent me here and...’
‘It’s two o’clock,’ Josh said looking at his watch. ‘Is it not too early at two o’clock at the night...?’
‘Mr Connor, yes, it’s two o’clock. In the afternoon,’ Nicole assured hi
The ForgerChildhood memory of a characterThe Forger2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Namaken (Dutch), Acten
“It was when we were still a foundling. The earth of our body was soft and the flame much weaker. Even on our brightest days sparks hardly escaped the vents on our neck and tail. Verzinner, the Forger, had looked at us and the rest of our clutch with eyes alight with blue fire. His great horns spiraled in intricate patterns about his face, making him seem grand and old, older than the trees that rested on his mountain. He looked at us, and he smiled.
“Despite the warmth and brilliance he smiled upon us, many of our fellow clutch mates cowered away. They were too awed by him. They looked at his smile and saw teeth that could devour iron. The light in his eyes was a foreign and arcane thing, like that of a monster.
“We remember one of the soft bodies of our nearest mate, a sister, retreated to our side. She huddled against our soft body, sharing our clay for a minute. But we didn’t share her fear. We didn
5. LightAt last, Ceyfea had mastered the Realm Warp spell and said goodbye to Draconia--today was the day when she would finally set foot in the human realm. She went to her private island made of gold and diamonds and dove into the sparkling sea of amethyst; once she'd reached the deepest point, she began the incantation for the Realm Warp.5. Light2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a long, tedious process which required the utmost concentration--one small mistake meant huge amounts of wasted energy--and even for a lesser dragon god like herself, extremely difficult to pull off. But she had trained for years, all for this moment, and she was determined to succeed.
That determination and wish to see the mortal realm with her own eyes fueled the spell, and in the blink of an eye...she was gone.
"Ahhh..." Ceyfea found herself laying in a field of grass--the first thing she saw was a beautiful, wondrous sky. "The sky...the sky is blue. It really is...!" She laug
LSR: The Flame That Didn't BurnKiln was an adorable hybrid between a Cherubi and a Cyndaquil and while many thought such a hybrid would be meaningless, she often worked to prove that this was not the case. She has the body shape of a Cyndaquil, walking on all fours most of the time, her little nails clicking at the ground below her. Her body was mostly pink, including a pink stripe going down the middle of her face. Leaves adorned her head and back and the tips of those leaves were decorated with a feisty fire. The flame was usually harmless and would not actually burn anything.LSR: The Flame That Didn't Burn3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She continued up the path to the entrance to the ranch. Many times Kiln glanced over at the fellow ranch Pokemon playing. Some were friendly and full of energy, running around and chasing their friends. Others preferred to relax, resting in the shade of a tree or curled up with a fellow Pokemon. There were even the frightening ones who tended to hang out in one particular spot and just watch. She caught the eye of one of those Pokemon and hu
DancingFor most of the time she wouldn't call dancing something beautiful. It didn't feel like something beautiful. It felt like pain and hard work and more pain and disappointment. It felt like she wasn't beautiful, there were so many tears, so many faults. And pain. It was always the pain, which seemed to dominate every lesson, every second she wore those shoes.Dancing3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
But then again there were those tiny perfect moments, the moments she kept fighting for.
There were those moments when she felt beautiful, when she felt like dancing was something beautiful.
In those moments everything was perfect.
The shoes were perfectly made for her feet and her feet were perfectly made for her body and her body was perfectly made for the music.
It stopped feeling like dancing and started feeling like being the music.
She wasn't a human anymore, wasn't a body struggeling to be in the right rhythm, struggling to do the right moves.
She didn't need to think about moves or music or her feet or her fingers. She was m
Pkmnation-MarEventWk1-BraveryThe house of Itsa Ranch was eerily quiet for once. One could probably attribute that to it being a "nap time" within the household. Lyel's nerves had been shot from a recent outing to a pancake celebration and he had come home to immediately collapse into bed. With him soon came his eevee Fudge, trailing behind with a very full stomach. When the two didn't even manage a hello to the other pokemon before passing out, Seran had declared that they should all remain quiet to let them rest. It was difficult at first as none of them save for the shiny ponyta Apparition and a new addition, a shiny vulpix named Diamond had really any practice with toning it down. A few times the eevee stirred and snapped at them angrily-warning them that the moment he could move-he'd bite one of them. It was around six in the evening when they finally managed to all fall asleep...leaving the house silent for the remainder of the night. At least, until one pokemon stirred.Pkmnation-MarEventWk1-Bravery4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sensitive hearing had awoken thi
Kidnapped AphroditeOlympus version.Kidnapped Aphrodite4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
On top of Mount Olympus, the kingdom of the Greek Gods, Aphrodite was one with the most worships, along with her father Zeus and uncle Poseidon. As the Goddess of love, many pray to her for a life of true love and perfect happiness.
One day, something sneaked onto Olympus and into Aphrodite's suite. She wasn't there at the time so she didn't know about it until it was too late.
When she got home that evening, the first thing she noticed is that the wardrobe was only just ajar. Curious, she went closer to investigate. But as soon as she opened the doors, something black as a shadow punched out at her and her world went black.
When she came to, she was laid down on her bed-like sofa with her feet over one side and her hands over the other. She glanced to her left to peek into her mirrored wall and in her reflection, she saw that her wrists and ankles had been bound and there was something long and white over her mouth. An extra long bit of rope was connecting her wrists
Path of Redemption: LossAcross the forests and villages, thousands of cavalry and infantry forced-marched heavily and catching the attention of passing bystanders and farmers: wondering what was going on. Among the trudging feet and horses hooves, they also saw the flying white banners of a golden horse imprinted on it as well as a red banner with a dark purple wild boar on it. Leading these men were a young man and an older man: both of them wearing white armour and white capes with golden devices on them. Next to the two men was a giant riding a behemoth horse and holding on to a giant spear that no mere man could carry. Those who were good at counting estimated that ten thousand men were on the march towards north.Path of Redemption: Loss5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
After saying farewell and wishing a safe but quick victories to their friends and commanders, Daniel Christiansen, Eric Hodenc and William Loreton led the 1st Company of the White Crusaders and the 4th Battalion of the Royal Army towards the Narrow Path: bringing about six thousand men all toget
Autorol Menrva Velour y Zeus Vromti-- CURRENT condemnedScrapper [CCS] al ver que su novia desapareció suspiro y captchalogo el botiquin y todo lo que tenia fuera para luego decirle --Autorol Menrva Velour y Zeus Vromti5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
CCS: Muchas gracias de nuevo por la molestia Menrva
-- CURRENT wisdomEmpress [CWE] nota que Jade no estaba luego que Vinyet se habia desaparecido pensando que quizás desperto de la burbuja o se alejo por el bien de Maika de ver la sangre a lo cual suspira y luego mira hacia Zeus y lo escucha --
CWE: No agradezcas, en serIo... es lo que menos puedo hacer. Cuando despIer7es asegura7e de que 7u hermana no 7e presIone los hombros ¿de acuerdo? DIle rapIdamen7e que 7e los 7ra7é
-- CURRENT condemnedScrapper [CCS] al escuchar aquello da un respingo y dice --
CCS: Procuraré que no sea lo primero que haga en cuanto me vea
-- CURRENT wisdomEmpress [CWE] sonrio de lado y luego mira a su alrededor notando que no habia nadie y pregunta --
CWE: Veo que 7erale 7e ha "perdonado"... ¿no es asÍ?
CCS: Algo similar... má
Imagine in the darkFace illuminated in the eerie flicker of firelight, a child cried. Tears flowed freely from the boy’s eyes, as he stared at me, gaze unfaltering. There were no chokes; no sobs; only the continuous stream of salted disbelief. It was the type of silent cry of someone who had given up, someone who had ceased their struggle. Despite the tears, the child’s face remained blank, void of anything. He was in shock. He was numb.Imagine in the dark5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Darkness had long descended upon the room, filling up the ruby red walls with its subduing embrace. The faint glow of the fireplace was the only source of light left in the world. It illuminated the room with a haunting glow –making the red of the walls daunting, the scene on the floor horrific, and the smatterings of blood across the boy’s face sinister. I found it truly poetic, forcing myself to stare unblinking, wanting to sear the image forever in the base of my skull –in his skull. It was truly beautiful; a sight to behold.
The Poet Episode 7"You've put me in a very awkward position Jeannie, I could've made millions off of that deal and now because of your incompetentence I have to start over!"The Poet Episode 78 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sorry Picasso! Just give me more time to-"
"I'm going to get that money back! It has to come back into my wallet! But first, you'll be treated to a nice swim! Now take her away!"
And with that the two numbskulls in the room grabbed her and knocked her out, they dragged her into an alley. After making my way through the ventilation system up to the roof I saw a car speed off toward lovely lake Michigan.... I ran with a speed Usain Bolt could dream of, or at least it felt like it to me, anyway after making up a decent amount of ground I jumped onto the car, I demonstrated a skill the author had taught me. For some reason, I can manipulate my natural energy to stick to most any surface, by leaning off the side of the car's roof I probably caused quite the shock. The gunfire soon started with me walking back up onto the
THE MAIDEN'S FLAME CASE NUMBER: 4850859375*At a sanctuary in Candra three days ago*THE MAIDEN'S FLAME CASE NUMBER: 48508593759 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
As social as the life that we all have lived upon, the life that we live on now today, is only one
thing that we must have to survive, but with the binding views that corrupt the land, the land is
a defiled place, filled with chaos, and thus the land is filled with people who are becoming
monsters with the ways that they follow during the times that the-
*A poisonous bomb is thrown in the church, breaking a window and killing people, right outside
three assassins shoot and kill survivors*
THE MAIDEN'S FLAME
CASE NUMBER: 4850859375
*The phone of Tara Serraro's rings, the number shows that it is unknown*
Hello? Tara answered the phone. Hey Tara, it's been a long time since we have happened to speak, but
I have some serious news to tell you, there has been a incident in Candra Kingdom where people who
were at a the Levinhart Sanctuary were poisoned with gas bombs laced with powerful carcinogens and
the survivors were shot
Sneaking Out Part 1 (fishing)The sun was setting on the fourth day of the spidren and cervitaur’s stay at Tokota Express. In that time, the curious spider-girl had regained much of her strength. She still had some trouble breathing, but the warm, dry bedroom and the consistent supply of food had done wonders for her health. She had been told a doctor would be able to see her in a couple of days—while she wasn’t sure what a “doctor” was, her caretakers had seemed happy about the news, so she assumed it was a good thing.Sneaking Out Part 1 (fishing)9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The spidren was in her room, sitting in the bed with her eight legs curled under her. She looked over at the couch where one of her new friends slept. Peggy had been spending most of her time tending to the spider-girl, entertaining her, or simply chatting with her and telling her about what civilized life was like. She had even given her a name: Arachne. She had accompanied the name with a story about a woman who w
Out for distraction (fishing)Bast was hovering aimlessly around the main building of Tokota Express, occasionally peeking into the bedroom where Peggy tended to the weak spider-girl. It had been three days since they’d found the cervitaur and spidren, and the two young creatures had been staying at the estate while Peggy tried to find a doctor who could cater to the strange girl’s health. In the meantime, the girl had been given a comfortable room, clothes, and plenty to eat. She had adjusted quickly to the unfamiliar, civilized surroundings, and despite her illness she seemed cheerful and interested in the goings-on of the mail carrying service. During her short stay, Bast had become increasingly fascinated and attentive, staying close to her quarters and waiting anxiously to hear whether or not the spidren would be able to receive medical care.Out for distraction (fishing)9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cervitaur did not share his friend’s friendliness. He remained wary of the humans who’d rescued them.
[SSA] - Discord's Game pt. 2Warning: Verbal insults, dolls, and mildly gross imagery included.[SSA] - Discord's Game pt. 210 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
If one had asked if Noburu would enjoy wandering a maze, his answer would range from a simple no to a booming NO if one persisted. Mazes were tedious; they were things one had to do and were usually long, rather dull things that required walking and lots of time. Noburu did not have the patience, time, or interest to attempt one- especially one that was of magic origins. Who knows what twists and turns, turmoil and troubles lay within? Likely something just as or potentially worse than what Noburu was ailed with right now. Though if one was going to be accurate, the best description for his affliction was perhaps an enchantment, since all the students around him were very much puzzled by his behaviours.
That is, they were if they had not also been fixated on their own, unseen problems. For the past three days students were acting bizzare; some covering themselves
Chapter 1 : What is Your Favorite Color?There was a faraway land surrounded by water, flying above the huge boundary of water. The land was full of houses, but not too rich or not to poor. Roofs painted in red or orange, walls stands tall and strong. A child, not too young was laying at the ground, looking at men covered with brown and red cloths riding birds that was so big and white. They were the military, the guards who guard only the land but not the outsides. A badge with two red crescent moons overlapping each other was graved on the heart of their uniforms to show their identity as the part of the military. there was never a war or violence outside the floating land since eleven years to begin with, but the government still gave the authority of security. The child was normally built but yet, he is very fragile. After staring at the great white birds, he got up, dust off his dirty blonde hair from the dirts and ran to his house. He saw his brother preparing lunch.Chapter 1 : What is Your Favorite Color?11 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Where’s mom?” the boy asked
Telling a witch the truth or not... - giftKira sat on her front steps, sighing lightly. She wondered to herself as she looked out to the forest. She didn't understand why her mother wanted to live in the middle of a huge forest that was a good long way from any town or city. She didn't really care yet she did want to know why, yet she never asked.Telling a witch the truth or not... - gift12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She closed her dark maroon eyes as she let out another side. “What to do?” She asked softly to herself. She lightly started to play her a lock of her long wavy dark blue hair. She wore a dark green shirt, jean skirt and black boots. On her lap was a big book that was about demons and spirits.
Behind her, was their 'pet' fox. He lived with Kira and her mother since Kira was only 3 years old yet he has just to let the young girl know of what he was. Sadly her mother knew and didn't mind. He watched her a bit before walking over a bit and press his nose against the back of her neck that showed.
She jumped lightly and turned around with a light glare. “Damn it, Ren. I t
OC info for ValerieVictim: ValerieOC info for Valerie13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. Describe the character's height and build. Is she heavyset, thin, short, rangy?
Average height, curvaceous, but not overly so.
2. How old is she?
3. Describe her posture. Does she carry herself well or does he slouch?
She carries herself well but tends to slouch occassionally
4. How is her health? Is she fit or out of shape? Any illnesses or conditions? Any physical disabilities?
Her health's fine as long as her body's okay. If it gets too damaged she can't do much till she heals
5. How does she move? Is she clumsy, graceful, tense, fluid?
all of the above but tense.
6. How attractive is this character physically? How does she perceive himself in the mirror?
Very attractive, depending on what your thing is. And, uh... normally?
7. Describe her complexion. Dark, light, clear, scarred?
Desaturated clear grey skin.
8. Describe her hair: color, texture, style.
Natural white hair with dyed black streaks, loose, flowing, sleek tex