Break, Enter and Explode-Who am I?Warning: Contains violence, use of guns and explosivesBreak, Enter and Explode-Who am I?28 minutes ago in Short Stories
The cars bellow were specks, as the masked man looked down. In the other building nearby, another man was there. The man threw his coil of wire to the man by the window. They had it secured quickly. The masked man then clipped black bags onto the wire. One by one, the bags went across. A troop of more masked men appeared at the roof top door. They followed their orders from their boss through a radio that each man held. The troop then clipped themselves onto the wire and crossed the great height safely. One man wearing a grinning mask just like the others unzipped the black bags and handed the group loaded snipers, machine guns, and scoped rifles. But there was one last thing he needed to do. He pulled the radio from his pocket and sent his message to his boss. Down below, the yellow school buses got t
OW: ELM 103 (Nov): Ember EyesThe talisman felt warm, she could, surprisingly, feel the heat against her skin, attempting to warm up her cold corpse-like body. It could try, but it would fail. She could become warm, but it wouldn’t take long for her to feel cold once more, as the heat would fade from her body. That, and the cold of winter had seemed to make its way through the school, snow falling upon the ground almost every night, leaving the ground, and basically any solid surface that was outside, left covered in the cold, white substance.OW: ELM 103 (Nov): Ember Eyes2 hours ago in Short Stories
“If only I could feel it burn my skin combined with the pain it brought many people, then it would make it easier for me to be able to grasp the concept of how to summon fire.” She could always get Ruby to help her understand how to summon fire, then again, fire came as a natural thing to her. It wouldn’t be hard for the dragon to summon flames.
Just as Emily went to stand up, she stopped herself, her blank eyes still fixated upon the stone in her hand
Building a RelationshipThe Lady was not a horse to be reckoned with, Florence soon found out. She was wicked and nasty, a tempter quicker than a rattlesnake’s strike, and her hooves as fast as lightning when she struck. Even so, though, her loyalties, once they were laid, were firm. Although it was obvious The Lady still held some resentments to Florence she behaved. There were times when she would pin her ears and push her luck, but for the most part she wasn’t too much of a brat. It was when Florence started asking for more that The Lady began to deny it, push back against her. The mare wanted to remain on top for as long as possible, even throwing herself in harm’s way to do that. Florence admired that about her, seeing herself in the mare. She wouldn’t back down from her own stance of trying to become the dominant one in their relationship, but that didn’t mean she had to be a ruthless leader to her horse.Building a Relationship3 hours ago in Short Stories
“Now listen here, Miss. None of that nipping bull, hmm?&
Thanksgiving Dinner with an AlienIt was the week of Thaksgiving and as the day continued, two tall gorgeous well build and curvy young girls, one with long wavy reddish-orange hair and other one with long wavy whitish blonde locks, had been strolling down the sidewalk. They continued on their way to the high school as soon as a tall slender and handsome blonde young boy chraged down the walkway. As he inch closer the boy spotted the the at the last secong and tried his best to stop only when he collided with them, soon they all collasped on one on top of the other.Thanksgiving Dinner with an Alien3 hours ago in Short Stories
“Damn it! Watch were you’re going…oh, it you, Houston,” the red hair growled. “I know you like Heather and myself, but that’s no way to treat a lady, now why were you run anyway?”
“Sorry girls,” the blonde said smiling, “I was going to be late and I can’t be late without being expelled.” Letting his smile grow wider, “Heather I thought you
DoD || '... A worthy Opponent ...' || Book 2 QuestHe had been present when all the drama had taken place at the gathering; he knew full well that the Purists were offering nonbenders the chance to learn a skill that would make them even more formidable in a battle called Chi-blocking and had he actually been a nonbender, Match would have hopped on that chance so fast it wasn’t funny. But he wasn’t which was still something the little ruddy apprentice was wrapping his head around. He could firebend; albeit not very well but it was still possible! He had taken after his mother after all. Not that she cared though, ever since she had stopped speaking to Match and his father, the apprentice had made a point to turn his nose up and walk away from her. He wanted nothing to do with the bitch. With Prim and Widow around he didn’t need her, his female influences were much better.DoD || '... A worthy Opponent ...' || Book 2 Quest3 hours ago in Short Stories
Speaking of Prim and his family, right now Match followed closely behind the dark tabby tom, keeping his shoulder in line with his father’s fl
SoW: 'A Scent Of Lavender'Canines: Kain & Pebbles.SoW: 'A Scent Of Lavender'4 hours ago in Short Stories
Time Of Day: Early Morning.
The red and alabaster Husky stared out into the open from the edge of town, his golden-brown eyes had a distant glaze to them. If he wasn't in the company of others, he would often be lost deep in thought. It couldn't be said that those thoughts were good.
Letting out a small sigh, he closed his eyes and shifted his paws slightly. Despite snow not falling from the Sky, thick fog seemed to engulf the Landscape ahead of him. Even staring at it gave the feeling that one would be lost going through it.
"Another day." The Lupine Husky mumbled to himself.
Pebbles had woken this morning to a terrible fog making its presence known throughout the town of Nome. It was about time to go visit her lady for her daily food and affectionate pets, however, she was not too sure of herself being able to make her way to the ladies house so easily. Pebbles whimpered, unhappy with her predicament. She decided it best t
BaitArina had to admit it: she was enjoying herself.Bait4 hours ago in Short Stories
After the Lady’s warnings and the attack on Lan and Catori, Arina had expedited her move to the Cloaked World. This was all hard enough to swallow on its own; if it involved the innocents on the island, or her parents, then Arina wouldn’t be able to cope. Her mailing address for them was now simply a P.O. Box near Lan’s apartment, and her phone just as useless as before, since it’s not like she had anyone checking in on her. Well, Lan was pretty persistent, but he preferred to show up at the t World instead of call her. This weekend was different though. This weekend, after a bit of coaxing and assurances, Arina was actually visiting him down in Miami.
It certainly had taken some encouragement to get her down there. After all, at the moment, the Cloaked World was the safest place, protected by the Lady and the other warriors of the constellations. Twas there that Arina was trying to better herself, in the privacy
Giving ThanksMwezi pushed her body slowly through the tall grass. The Moon Watcher felt a shiver course through her body as the wind blew past her, directing her scent away from the gazelle she was stalking. It was getting colder… soon it would be harder to find food. Mwezi wasn’t out for just any hunt… no. With this hunt, she hoped to win the approval of her tribe, and finally show her thanks to Kafil.Giving Thanks5 hours ago in Short Stories
Activating her newly found gift, Mwezi watched as her view shifted, and soon she was looking down for the sky and upon the herd. She saw herself slowly creeping forward, and shifted her path ever so slightly towards one of the smaller animals. Quickly deactivating her gift when she got in position, Mwezi prepared herself, before leaping out of the grass and towards her target.
The herd quickly scattered and soon, it was just Mwezi chasing her chosen prey. The gazelle was swift, but so was the cheetah running after it. She wasn’t among the group known as the fastest animal on
Thanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 04“Oh yeah…that felt good!” Megan yelled out from her bedroom in as she felt her fart end. Christina thought that this would be the end of it as she climbed the steps onto a platform, where she began to detect another foul aroma, which at first she thought was merely another small fart from Megan leaving her bowels. As she climbed the steps and reached the top of the large platform, which was probably the size of a gymnasium from her own estimation she began crying. Yes, Christina was actually crying from what she had been smelling and seeing. For the longest time now it seemed, she was not breathing in fresh air and the air she was seeing was slowly becoming darker as it was being replaced by Megan’s gas. This was an epic fart and Christina was now becoming disillusioned by what she was seeing. She moved a little further before finding out that there was suddenly a giant hole in front of her, a hole which was five feet across and was over 43 square feet in size.Thanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 045 hours ago in Short Stories
Thanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 03“Christina! Are you ok….kay…..” Katie slumped her body as she walked drunkenly toward her bed. She looked around as this yellow haze of death filled her bedroom, contaminating the room with a fart that would not leave for many hours. Finally she allowed for her life to be taken, metaphorically of course, as she fell face first into her bed with her brother and Christina soon following her. They had been knocked out by Megan’s SBD, and the giant cheerleader still had another minute worth of gas to share with them, Thanksgiving was just starting to get to her.Thanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 035 hours ago in Short Stories
“Wakey wakey Katey!” A voice echoed throughout the walls of what was a much larger room. Katie opened up her eyes as she saw her location had certainly changed. She felt something beneath her and soon saw that she was laying down on what appeared to be one of Megan’s legs. She quickly looked around and saw that Christina was in a similar spot along Megan’s right leg. Her hands c
Thanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 02Everyone got back to their seats at the kitchen table where the final meal was set up and it was a grand spread of nearly all the usual Thanksgiving staples. Two large turkeys for the normal-person side of the table, a large tray of green bean casserole, yams, baked beans, corn, green beans, cranberry sauce, dinner rolls and pumpkin pie, more than enough for all six of them. Meanwhile, Megan had three times that on her side of the table, including nearly 500 pounds worth of baked beans. Resting on her side of the table in total was about 1,000 pounds worth of food. The family sat down and said a quick prayer before starting the meal. And thus began the official dinner. On the normal human person side of the table sat Parker, Bill, Christina, Tim, Katie and Mr. Williams and Megan occupied the other side. Looking at the table from the side you could see the stark difference in size between Megan and the others. Her feet nearly touched the ground upon her 15-foot high platform overThanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 025 hours ago in Short Stories
Thanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 01THANKSGIVING WITH THE WILLIAMS’SThanksgiving with the Williams's - Part 015 hours ago in Short Stories
Her nose crinkled as she slowly filled up the vehicle with a stinker, a putrid-smelling warm fart into her seat as the two other occupants of her vehicle laughed with her they opened up the windows to let in some cool air. She laughed as well as the three of them agreed that the fart smelled very nice. There was a time in which she didn’t get that same reaction. But their noses had been trained to the effect now, a few more of these made the ride somewhat enjoyable, but the destination was what frightened her. She hated the mere idea of what they were doing; she knew who they were visiting and what day it was. It was over three hours of a drive out of San Francisco for Christina Lopez that sunny Thursday morning and the entire time she could only think of one thing, revenge. Sadly it wasn’t her possible revenge for all that happened during the Day of Reckoning. No, it was the revenge she knew Megan had in store for her.
MM: Thankfulness Gigi Alfano smiled as she walked up the steps to the familiar house.MM: Thankfulness6 hours ago in Short Stories
She knocked on the door. A man with gray hair and a big smile one his face let her in.
"You didn't have to knock Gigi you know you you're welcomed here any time" Hank Pym said.
"I know Hank it's just a habit" Gigi said.
"Where's that husband of yours?" Hank asked.
"Getting the food from the car" Gigi said.
It was Thanksgiving and Gigi and her husband Victor were spending it with Hank Pym and his daughter Hope along with Scott Lang and his daughter Cassie.
"Here Gigi you can put the pie you made in the kitchen" Hank said.
Gigi and Hank entered the kitchen and there was Hope and Scott along with Cassie.
"Hey guys" Gigi said.
"Hi aunt Gigi!" Cassie said happily as she got down from the counter and hugged her aunt.
"Hey Cassie" Gigi said as she juggled the pie and her Niece.
"Hey Gigi, here I'll put the pie in the fridge" Hope said as she took the pie
Stoneclan Ceremonies (November 2015)Stoneclan Ceremonies (November 2015)7 hours ago in Short Stories
"All those old enough to catch their own prey gather beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting!" Applestar yowled firmly. She was really starting to get used to this the more ceremonies she performed. Her tail swayed behind her calmly as she watched her Clan gather below her slowly, the cold air making everyone's coats fluff up.
"We have one apprentice who is more than ready to take his place in the warriors' den." Her gaze rested on a golden tabby tom sitting in the middle of the crowd, looking up at his leader eagerly. "Eaglepaw, please step forward." She watched him do so, every step meaningful and deliberate.
It made Applestar's heart ache slightly to see the tom sitting there beneath the Highledge. He reminded her so much of his mother, Smallshadow, who had joined Starclan in the same fox attack that took away so much of her
If Things Were DifferentIf Things Were Different8 hours ago in Short Stories
Zhang Wei, a young man from Hong Kong, was on his phone, scrolling through his feed.
“My god!” He exclaimed, “Dad, did you hear what happened in Mumbai?”
“What is it?” His father answered from the living room.
Wei got off his bed and went to his father, still on his phone.
“Terrorists attacked Mumbai!”
His father was surprised, “What, really?”
“Yeah, Christian extremists. They’re called the ‘Minutemen.’ They say at least fifty people are dead, probably more.”
“Oh my god!” He grabbed Wei’s phone. “That’s awful!” His eyes were wide as he read the feed. He returned the phone and switched the TV to the news.
“I know, crazy right?” Wei r
i have no idea what title to give thisTak takes the jug of milk from Duski have no idea what title to give this9 hours ago in Short Stories
Tak: Seriously? You see cat ears and you think I have some obsession with milk?
Tak takes a drink.
Dusk: I'm not gonna waste my hard earned Dis enabling a drinking habit. though I won't stop you from doing so with your own Dis.
Tak: Next time you take me out to lunch get me the good stuff.
Waiter comes in.
Waiter: are you two ready to decide cause I'd appreciate it if you'd both leave as soon as possible.
Time passes. Tak takes a bite out of his pizza.
Tak: Sorry about the way they treat you. Shame that always happens when humans associate with my people. I hear the rebel army plans to change that if they overthrow the kingdom.
Dusk: My mentor was a beastfolk, he's also a high ranking officer in the rebel army. Besides I'm used to being treated this way.
Tak: Why, you're a Human aren't you?
Dusk: You don't recognize my Clan's emblem?
Tak: You mean that strange picture on your chest and your back? I may be a half breed but I was raised by my Beastfolk
Spring is a Time For New LifeCASH - spring.Spring is a Time For New Life10 hours ago in Short Stories
She was groaning internally. That seemed to be her internal monologue recently, ever since the gathering and Yv's sister's death and just....everything. Her apprentice was a feisty little kid, and was fun to train (even though his crush on her sister made her eye twitch). But...she wanted to see Ashon. She missed her.... what ever were they? Just good friends? Cats who had kits together? Hell if she knew. Crosses over the stepping stones easily, a smile lighting her maw. Almost there.
Stretched out on the stones outside of Water Tribe camp, his belly faced up towards the sky as he basked in the wondrously new spring sun. A purr rolling up his throat, he gave a stretch and twisted slightly, his feathery tail swishing back and forth in a wondrously lazy kind of way. He was back home, and it was good. He even shared a nest with his close friend Lyra, and had settled right