MonsterKazumi had no intention of this happening. No, she honestly didn't. She wasn't suppose to be standing over a female corpse whose throat was slit. She wasn't suppose to be holding the murder weapon, a scapel, tightly in her left hand either.Monster16 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
No. That single word kept repeating in her head like a broken record. She fell to the ground, grabbing her red hair and sobbing uncontrollably.
No, no no. She should of thanked me! She should of been happy that I got rid of the problem in her life..! Not.. try to go and tell a superior on me..
She was suppose to love me... Why wouldn't she? We would of been happy together, I'm sure of it!
Kazumi had no problem with killing or death. She's a trained soldier after all, and as a combat medic, she lost soldiers from severe wounds and illnesses.
But this was different. This wasn't the enemy. It was her allies, the people she promised to take care of. This would label her a traitor, and a murderer of two.
What the hell should I do now..
::RECRUITED:: ProloguePrologue::RECRUITED:: Prologue8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My name is Léon Hilbert. I live in apartment 221 in the Murdock Apartment complex here in Station Square. I am a professor of psychology at TimeLine University. I live a normal and often dull life in this town. I walk down these streets knowing that I am but another facet of the hive mind that is a metropolis. I may be my own person, yet I am to others that walk down these same streets, just as they are to me, but another faceless nobody. The moment they see my face, they will forget it. No matter what I may say to them, the moment they reach their destination they will have forgotten I ever existed. This is simply how life is. There is me and there is the crowd. But, we all have people we do remember. For better or for worse we have those who's faces we remember, perhaps even daily recall. For most, we have at least one other person whom is very special to us. We laugh together, we cry together, we confide in each other,
Different Her dark eyes looked over the small room. She had been locked inside here for over a year now. At least that what she thought.Different 8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Every now and than, a man would come by and give her just enough food for her to live. Not that it made her feel any better.
She was hungry.
So hungry that she wouldn't mind eating her own hand, but she knew that wouldn't accomplish anything other than make her tolerate this living hell a little more.
She wanted out, but no one would give her freedom.
You must be wondering what she did to deserve this fate.
She didn't do anything.
She was just different and different is bad.
In this cookie cutter world she lives everyone is the Sam and can never hope to be any different from the next.
But she was different and that scared people.
Humans need a regular and normal life. When they say they want something new and extraordinary, they are lying. Because humans can't handle extraordinary.
They do what ever they can to change it.
Que Descaro!Muy bien...no sé qué me impulsa a cometer esto, pero creo que es lo mejor que podría hacer ahora. No paro de dar vueltas en mi oscura habitación preguntándome que hize mal, o que no hize para poder evitar que esto sucediera. Normalmente pensaba que todo estaba bien: tenía mi trabajo, una casa, y sostenía buenas relaciones. Ahora todo se ha ido. Poco a poco las personas que andaban junto a mí comenzaron a separarse de mí, y algunos blasfeman en mi contra, y a mis espaldas.Que Descaro!10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Todo este pequeño pueblo, donde todo el mundo se conoce, me mira con malos ojos. Me tildan de loco, esquizofrénico, eufórico. Me preguntan porque me descubren en lugares lúgubres y penosos. Porque en las noches la gente me ve deambular en los callejones fríos y solitarios cerca al cementerio.
Supongo que no se puede complacer a todo el mundo, después de todo, la sociedad solo recibe con brazos abiertos a quienes no presentan defectos, o si
The Fallen: Chapter 22 Dominik's POVThe Fallen: Chapter 22 12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Brian was leading the way to a room I never went to. It was on the third floor in the end of the hall, I have a bad feeling about this. I felt my hand being squeezed, it was Silvia, I can tell that she's scared. When we got to the door it opened, Jacob was on the other side. "Ok, we want both of you to sit on those chairs, then we need to handcuff you to the table. It's not like we don't trust you guys but it's just in case." Brian said. I walked in first with Silvia following me. Brian handcuffed me and Jacob handcuffed Silvia. When they were done they both sat down on the chairs across the table from us.
Jacob: "Ok, we need to ask you a couple of questions and then you can leave.
Brian: "First question, Dominik why did you leave the house."
Me: "I was just going for a walk in the forest and I was going to leave a note on the fridge but then I saw the list of groceries
Dimensional Heroes: Uprising Ch 2Chapter 2: Magnus and Dark Lord GaolDimensional Heroes: Uprising Ch 26 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Palutena: Okay, your next mission is ready to go. I'm sending Dan and Aelita with you, Pit.
Dan: But I can't fly.
Palutena: No problem. Here are some extra wings.
Then a pair of wings magically appeared on him.
Dan: THis feels strange.
Pit: And here we go!
The three then ran out the door into some very dangerous weather.
Pit: This weather's nasty.
Palutena: But your next mission can't wait. You must defeat Dark Lord Goal.
Dan: Dark Lord? Hasn't that been done to death already?
Palutena: He's earned it. He's working for Medua. Her forces are coming from his castle. A human army has gone to fight him, but they don't stand a chance.
Pit: So they need a brave hero to go in and face the dark lord?
Palutena: I suppose it is an old story, but remember: this is the Underworld we're talking about. So anyone with the title Dark Lord won't be some low level minion.
Pit: So what are we talking here? Mini-boss? Final boss? Well, whatever. I hope this dark lord's
Jia (Chapter One) Chapter OneJia (Chapter One)9 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ten years had passed since that fateful day in Ohio. Relatives and friends of victim's families were very relieved to know that Arianna Horenso and Shawn Wilson were finally caught. This breakthrough was covered all over in local news stations and newspapers throughout. Since then, Shawn has been found guilty of selling cocaine, assault in the third degree, and being an accomplice to numerous murders on Arianna's part as well as taking a few lives on his own. To this day, he is still serving forty one years in London Correctional Facility. How did he ever get himself into this mess?' he thinks to himself.
Arianna, however, did not have a light sentence for her plethora of murders and countless other felonies. She is now one of the handful of death row inmates in the Southern Ohio Correctional Facility. The only thing that rolls through her mind on her limited life span was
Midnight:Enter The Reaper chapter IVAfter a good long time of walking I finally came to the agreed location.Midnight:Enter The Reaper chapter IV20 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After climbing the stairs and finding my way all the way up to the apartments floor I open the door and find Soul calmly watching out the window while a guy sits next to him behind a computer, probably tapping the lines.
“Soul, you fucker...” I say half out of breath.
“Hello to you too...” he calmly says.
The fellow looks at me. A little fat guy with some sort of war paint on his face.
One side red, the other green. Fucker looked like a god damned mango, if you asked me...
“Who's the guy?”
“This is Taps. Some people call him The Bug, too."
"Why?... 'Cause bugs are small and annoying too?..."
"No, because Taps is a professional wire-tapper.”
“So why is he-”
“Me're not a he!” the little shit interrupted rudely.
I corrected myself out of minor respect for the gimmicky kid, trying to be special, and continued “Okay... She...”
Running With the BoysThe smudged red lipstick coated my pale lips as I nervously smacked them together. This was so nerve wracking, waiting for the boys to get their belongings. Tapping my foot repeatedly, I noticed the night grow darker and panicked. In a hushed whisper, I called, "Can you hurry up? We’re going to get caught!"Running With the Boys13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
You see, I was the leader of this group and everyone seemed to think of me as fearless. I was quite the opposite. I was fearful. I was fearful of being caught…again. I’d been to a juvenile detention center twice, but got out on parole, because I am the daughter of a famous jewelry store owner in town. They let me off easy. I don’t think they’ll be as lenient this time.
Surfacing back into reality, I glanced at the tattoos below my stomach. The one on the right was a slash through the word "Rebellious" and the left was a bleeding white rose. My eyes advert to the figures that maneuvered through the shadows and turns out it was the boys. They darted out a
Stolen The first few drops hit my skin just as a feminine voice breaks into a passionate cry. I close my eyes as the warm droplets form a hot steam which envelopes my body, soothing my reddened skin and releasing all tension. I stand there without moving and just allow the melodic notes to cascade over me as the water rinses the product from my hair. Before I know it, I’ve relaxed into the song, and I join in as it crescendos into a spirited chorus. I lose myself in the music, but all too soon the heated streams of water turn icy, ending my carefree singing. I turn off the shower, slowly stepping out and flinching as my bare foot touches the cool tile.Stolen13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Cold,” I mutter to no one in particular as I change into a pair of grey sweats and a fitted blue tank-top. Another song begins to play on my phone and I hum along as I pull a comb through my unruly, auburn hair before weaving it into loose braid. I apply a quick layer of moisturizer. Satisfied, I s
The Red Ink of Smash - PK Ink Saga (Chapter 6-1)"Haa... It's hopeless..."The Red Ink of Smash - PK Ink Saga (Chapter 6-1)1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Pedro tossing around his imaginary chess pieces he made "What's the point? Looks like one piece lost one part of it."
He take off one of the piece's head "Even though, this game kinda gone well so far."
Katy smirked "Yeah right. And the 'gone well' part is just on Ness' vision."
"Shut it, Nee-chan."
"You too, Nii-nii."
I suddenly ran to the garden once more, after hearing a scream from Zelda. And for some reason, Marth is counting up how many times we went to the garden.
"M-Miss Zelda!! Hang on!" I suddenly found Zelda slumped on the grass, covered in blood.
Luigi came up to me and check at Zelda's injuries "Was it... Ness who did it?"
"Y-Yes..." Zelda whisper "I think... it's your turn now, Lucas..."
"B-But-- I-I have no idea how to use it!" I exclaimed while I'm sweating "I know Link wants me to, but--"
And then, I got the beautiful slap from Luigi, again.
"Shut it, Lucas." He stared at me.
"Lucas, you put too little faith in yourself."
LAYER: Chapter 1-Visions of fates design. The world below looked like a flurry of colors from the airplane window. The landscape went from endless shades of blue to many green and brown colors dotted with grey tones. “Looks like we’re gonna land soon guys” Said young woman with medium length brown hair and into low ponytail as gazed out the airplane window. “Do you think we should wake her it's still a while before we land?” said a young man with sky blue eyes, slightly untidy dark hair and glasses. The young man kept his eyes on a sleeping girl who had long dark hair sitting on her shoulders. “Of course we should!” said the ponytailed young woman as pushed the sleeping girls arm to wake her. “Renee!” called out the ponytails young woman. As she called out Renee awakened muttering “Wha… Huh…” as she sat up. “Morning sleepy head” said the young man with a kind smile. “Are we about land Kat?” ReneeLAYER: Chapter 1-Visions of fates design. 8 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Session 20.2 - Partie 2 : les larmes du phenixZlo – *Quelques minutes plus tard, l'eau se coupa et le verrou de la salle de bain se fit entendre.*Session 20.2 - Partie 2 : les larmes du phenix12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hel – *L'opaline s'approcha.*
Hel – (*Le Réa sort en sifflotant avec une serviette sur l'épaule.*)
Zlo – *Le jeune slave en sortit en ronchonnant avec une serviette sur l'épaule.*
Hel – *Elle soupira, à moitié soulagée seulement.*
Zlo – V : *Il la regarda d'un air étonné et serra sa serviette humide tout contre lui.* Ça ne va pas ?
Hel – H : Tu avais DEJA téléphoné à Féliko...
Zlo – V : *Il recula de quelques pas et balbutia.* Je m'inquiétais...
Hel – H : Pourquoi voulais-tu nous le cacher ?
Zlo – V : Ho... parrrce que... je ne voulais pas... je ne voulais pas que vous lui disiez que j'allais mal...
Hel – H : Il s'en doute, ton appel lui a foutu la trouille !
Dimensional Heroes Ch 3Chapter 3: Heads of the HewdrawDimensional Heroes Ch 36 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Palutena: Okay, Pit. I'm sending Ulrich and Zoro with you on today's mission.
Pit then arrived to the door to see his partners for the day.
Ulrich: Pit, where's your blade?
Pit: I decided to change to a palm. A violet palm.
They then ran out the door.
Palutena: Hurry, everyone!
Zoro: What's the problem?
Palutena: Medusa's brought the fight to us. Her forces are invading Skyworld!
Pit: She must be getting back at us for taking out Dark Lord Gaol.
Palutena: Medusa's venom knows no bounds. But I know you three can stop her army.
The three then began killing underworld enemies.
Ulrich: There's too many of them.
Palutena: At this rate, the power of flight is going to run out.
Pit: Then let's go for the commander.
Palutena: Just so you know, the commander here is Hewdraw.
Pit: Hewdraw? You mean this guy?
He then showed a picture of an 8-bit serpent.
Palutena: Speak of the devil, there he is!
Pit: He can fly?
Ulrich: I think the only one here who c