Pirate AttackPirate Attack2 days ago in Historical More Like This
That was the ship's name. A two-masted brigantine, built in a shipyard in Massachusetts colony, she was but one of many vessels of her type that cruised the world's shipping lanes. Sturd and relatively cheap to manufacture, brigantines were the stolid workhorses of the sea.
This was the only life the sailor had ever known. He'd signed on to the Deliverance almost a decade ago, a callow youth who'd run away from home seeking escape from the beatings of a strict father. Deliverance had been just that: a steady wage, an honest living, and the chance to see new places in far-off lands. Perfect for a young man who craved adventure.
Of course, in his line of work you heard stories. Stories of sadistic captains who drove their crews to breaking, who ruled their ships with all the arbitrary power of the kings of old. Captains who utilized horrific punishments like flogging, keelhauling or hanging from the yardarm for even the most minor infractions. But Ca
Draw my Dream Trains contestMy Dream TrainsDraw my Dream Trains contest1 day ago in Historical More Like This
This is fiction.
The Three Musketeers
The Musketeer Tipe Locomotives were three three cylinder classes of super powered steam locomotives developed by Baldwin-Lima-Hamilton and westinghouse in the 1950s a Hudson, a Northern and a Texas that were to use as meny of the same parts as possible including the boiler. Components were licensed from EMD and parts purchased from GE, to use as many standard parts as possible.
The locomotives were fitted with a multiple unit control system that works for two steam locomotives, as whell as untold diesels. The locomotives are fitted with corridor tenders, fb units are preferred as slave unit. Standard practice is for two of these locomotives to run back to back with one man in one locomotive and two men in the other and the tenders and the f units in the middle.
A Hero part 1I was breathing hard. I was running from it. I was soon to be a deadman. It leaped and struck me.A Hero part 13 days ago in Historical More Like This
I woke up screaming. "Another nightmare..." I said. This has been going on for weeks now, and I'm already getting used to it. "Flint, shut the hell up!"
I'm late for combat practice... Again. [Authors note: this takes place in the Medieval times] let's just say I'm not the brightest warrior around. But I can hold my own in battle.
Republik: AftermathStill too shocked by the tragedy that had occurred right in front of my own eyes, I sat down on the wooden chair by my desk. I couldn’t stand. My knees were trembling. My entire body was. My mouth gaped open and my eyes did not blink nor did I make the slightest of movements except for my breathing, becoming heavier and heavier.Republik: Aftermath2 days ago in Historical More Like This
It took me a damn few seconds to finally sink it all in. I stood back up, looking outside of my window, stupidly trying to spot any survivors. But my mind was still floating about. I was having trouble piecing it all together, backtracking through history all over again. The fall of the economy, , the dried up oil reserve, the Thailand overthrow, the fear, the debts, the protests.
Finally, the picture was clear and it terrified me even more that all of this was really happening.
I rushed downstairs and the entire bottom floor was destroyed beyond recognition. In fact, the entire front part of the once Chinese tea shop was completely gone. Tables bro