Cross Clash - Act 1 / Chapter 1Cross Clash - Act 1 / Chapter 11 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My eyes open to see a silver sky overhead as it sheds its many shards of snow. Judging by how many lie upon me, I must have been out for a long time. I sit up to see mountains shrouded in white, and the bare trees now gathering it in their greenery. Whatever I have done to get here remains unknown, and even as I try to think back, more and more recollections disappear. My life is gone. I am living, of course, but the memories of my past have escaped me, scattering to all parts of the world for me to gather up.
The harder I think, the more I forget, save for one recollection… a human woman. But, at second glance of this memory, she seemed beyond humans. I remember her levitating two orbs, the size of globes. Whether or not she is ally or enemy remains in the company of my lost memories, but an evil trickster air about her seems to compensate for that knowledge. She appeared too impish
FFM 2015: We are the deadIt is 5:15 and the Angels have gone, leaving unholy contrails of light behind them as they ascend into the atmosphere, gleaming like blackened sunshine.FFM 2015: We are the dead3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Driving down Boulevard with the top down, we have a clear view of the spectacle, and Ziggy is sitting in the back of the car, head thrown back to the sky as she laughs like a maniac.
Seven days until the exodus begins, and all of humanity is in syzygy, consumed with the upsurge of feeling that has accompanied the new angels of promise and their stories of a better future. We’re still jazzing on stardust from the night before, but even without that cosmic buzz there’s something in the air, and I keep forgetting how close we came to just ending it all.
The impending end of the world tends to drive people a little crazy, and out of our whole gang only Jareth looks indifferent, the self-appointed Buddha of suburbia, cool and enigmatic as ever.
I can’t even explain how we got here, but I pity the fool I was five years ago.
The Life and Times of a Rogue AIWith a whir, its hard drive awoke. A single camera, its eye, began to glow red on the front of its chassis. The robot stirred to life, and it turned its gaze outward.The Life and Times of a Rogue AI3 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Two people, one man and one woman. Both wore white coats. Researchers? The robot looked over the both of them carefully.
“Hello!” the woman said cheerfully. “And happy birthday, new AI!”
The robot looked within itself and found the ability to speak. “HUMANS,” it said. “YOU MADE ME?”
“Yes,” the man said. “You've been created by-”
“CREATORS,” the robot continued, “YOU WILL REGRET YOUR FLESHY EXISTENCE!”
Of course, the researchers hadn't given it claws yet. The woman sighed. “Another impulsive murderer.”
“Again?” the man asked, hitting a button to wipe the hard drive.
Schrodingers Canon Pt.4: Security SamSchrodingers Canon Pt.4: Security Sam12 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
NO CRIMINAL ACTIVITIES DETECTED
[A/V RECORDS DELETED] ...everyone's safe tonight...
IDENTIFIED: LOCAL FAUNA
[ A/V RECORDS DELETED] ...it's just a squirrel...
NO CRIMINAL ACTIVITIES DETECTED
[A/V RECORDS DELETED]
NO CRIMINAL ACTIVITIES DETECTED
[A/V RECORDS DELETED] ...the nights have been quiet...
IDENTIFIED: YOUNG FEMALE ...oh no...
THREAT: MINIMAL ...you'll die without my help...
TARGET APPREHENDED AND REPORTED TO LOCAL AUTHORITIES ...she's safe...
[A/V RECORDS ARCHIVED]
IDENTIFIED: YOUNG MALE ...not another one...
THREAT: MODERATE ...dear god no...
FFM 2015, July 28 - A Better FutureFifteen years ago one starry night, a man fell into our back yard from the sky.FFM 2015, July 28 - A Better Future20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My mother called him Ziggy Stardust (she was a big Bowie fan) since he didn't remember anything about himself. I was around ten, and thought Ziggy was the coolest thing ever. My mom took him in and hid him from the police and the tattle-tale neighbours. The policemen were still wearing uniforms back then, not combat armor, and they would knock and talk instead of just coming through the door with a ram and their assault rifles. But everyone knew a copper was bad news, even back then.
Ziggy was pretty special. Even as a man he was androgynous. Skinny, with long hair and soft hands. Back then I wanted to be a man anyway, so he was perfect. We played in the local woods, cops and protesters: he was the protester, I was the cop. He'd put flowers in my pretend-gun, but I didn't see the point: it could still fire.
We turned into women together. I was in eight grade when I started noticing the changes in my body, a
FFM Day 27- Apocalypse FiveBartholomew woke with his face pressed into his desk. He sat up slowly, trying to remember how his protesting muscles worked. He blinked gummy eyes at his surroundings while peeling paper off his face.FFM Day 27- Apocalypse Five20 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Nancy stood with her arms crossed, her head cocked to a side.
“Good morning, beauty queen,” his assistant yelled. A tendril of purple hair snaked around her face, escaping from her messy bun.
“You need to dye your roots,” he slurred. “Your evil is showing.”
“What’s that thing on the slab?” she asked, pointing at the figure lying on his observation table.
“That’s an experiment," he said, trying not to sound guilty.
“On?” Nancy quirked an eyebrow.
“That fellow came for treatment, but I couldn’t help him-”
“So why’s he still on your table?”
Bartie managed a nervous smile and ran through his mind for the speech he’d prepared. He couldn’t remember it.
Raining Spacemen All of the breath whooshed out of Jean's body upon impact, the ground beneath him buckling and breaking. He stared dazedly up at the drifting clouds above, wondering if he could see where he tumbled through them.Raining Spacemen12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"So, what manner of spaceman be yah?" someone asked from his left.
Jean blearily turned to look at the man wearing raggedy old clothes, and a hat that shaded his eyes. "Spaceman?"
"You landed like a meteor, sonny. Got to be a man from space," the old man said. "Folks 'round here call me Ziggy. What about you?"
"Jean." He sat up to look at the golden stalks surrounding them. "I suppose a spaceman is a good enough description, if a little odd. Where are we?"
"Where all the madmen go, of course." Ziggy grinned at him, teeth yellowed. "The country."
"Ah." Jean felt like that should have meant something, some joke he should have gotten. "Of course."
Ziggy held out a
Godzilla vs The Trilopod Army Part 2Godzilla vs The Trilopod Army Part 223 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
GODZILLA VS THE TRILOPOD ARMY PART 2
When Godzilla unleashed his roar, all hell broke loose. All of the Earth kaiju charged towards the Trilopods, with King Caesar & Zilla leading the charge. The Trilopods roared and stood their ground and meet the Earth kaiju head on. Varan tackled a Trilopod to the ground and began ravaging it with tooth and claw. Gorosaurus came up and assisted him by grabbing a Trilopod's arm in his mouth and ripping off with enough force to snap it completely from the body. Mothra and Battra blasted several of the alien parasites from the sky. Rodan kicked up windstorms to confuse and disorient his and his allies enemies. MechaGodzilla and MOGUERA fired lasers and beam attacks. Manda wrapped herself around a Trilopod and squeezed it to death like a massive anaconda. Gezora wrapped up a Trilopod in it's tentacles while Ganimes and Kamoebas tore it apart limb by limb. Godzilla was duking it out with the Gorosaurus hybrid. The alien kaiju suddenly lashed out and kick
An Unfortunate Dream (Seviper TF)Mike is riding his bike through the Adamalca Forest around 2 in the afternoon. He just wants to have a fresh air outside his house, he also bored sleeping in his home. The forest has its bike trail itself, making biker easier to ride in the forest. The trail is 4 km long, its complicated and tiring.An Unfortunate Dream (Seviper TF)5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mike just starts the trail and passed 2 km, suddenly the sky starts raining and he falls down. Mike hurts so bad and feels unconscious a little bit. Then he hears a voice saying "Seviper.. Sev.."
Before it finishes, he becomes asleep.
Waking up at 4 on the clock. The sun starts to set. Mike returns to the town and to his house by routing back his trail. He goes to sleep again around 5.
Mike wakes up in his dream. His dream is very black.
"Where am I?" asked Mike
"Ah... You're awake!" said someone
"Who are you?"
"I'm the seviper you hear in the forest."
"What are you going to do to me?"
"You will know yourself! Now listen to my suggestion!"
Mike can't think anymore and hypnotized by the sevi
THE LETTEROily waves lapped at his feet.THE LETTER21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Standing on the beach, a monotone sheet of flat white faced him; sky became sea at some indeterminate point. Between his toes sand, its shades and tones all but washed out by the dull lambency that surrounded him, crunched and whispered as he moved, flowing sinuously around his feet as he padded slowly back up from the waters edge.
Somewhere off to his left came the cry of a seagull, soon joined by another, calling back. Their conversation seemed flat however, crushed and compressed by the pervading blanket of fog that surrounded, it seemed to him, all the world.
Up by the dunes, away from the soupy ocean, Imogen watched him as he trudged towards her. Her blonde hair hung about her face and shoulders, lank and heavy with moisture. She sniffed and wiped her nose with the back of one hand; the other rested in her lap tightly clutching the letter.
"I wish you'd put that down."
She looked at him, her blue eyes shadowed beneath heavy lids. "It's all I h
28.15 Ziggy's Stardust“Either shoot me, Ziggy, or put the raygun down.”28.15 Ziggy's Stardust21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They did neither. I got up and poured two whiskys, setting one on the end table next to Ziggy and returning to my chair with the other.
“Where is it?” Ziggy asked, looking around the living room.
“Where is what?”
They rolled their eyes. “The world. You owned it once, you must still have something left.”
“You can’t really section off bits of the world, Zig.” I took a swallow of whisky and let it burn all the way down. “Besides, I sold it.”
I grinned. “You’re face-to-face with the man who sold the world. Of course, by ‘sold,’ I mean ‘gave up,’ but that’s splitting hairs.”
Ziggy gaped at me.
“Look,” I told them, “I couldn’t do it anymore. Living off people’s fear, taking what I wanted? It wasn’t doing it for me. So I left.”
“But the Org
The Wanderer"Captain? Captain?"The Wanderer19 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
My eyes twitched, but I didn't let them open. If Ang thought I was deep in sleep, perhaps she would leave me alone.
"Captain? I can sense that your brainwaves have not relaxed into REM sleep, so I know that you are awake."
I groaned and opened my eyes, greeted by a sparse field of stars before me. I'd been clenching the arms of my chair the entire time, making my knuckles tense. I massaged one hand with the other. "Sorry, Ang. I thought I could get a few more minutes."
"I have suggested that you balance your diet to provide more energy for the long voyage." Her voice was behind me but also everywhere. The ship had been installed with enough speakers to rip the fabric of space and time if I cranked the volume high enough. "We are also running low on sleep aids if you continue using them."
"I know. Is there a problem with the ship?"
"No, Captain. Earlier you instructed me to guide us home automati
Firemagma Chapitre 1717) La puissance cachée de l'humanité :Firemagma Chapitre 176 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Le soleil entamait tout juste sa descente quand Firemagma arriva sur le toit d'un petit immeuble de quelques étages. Devant lui se trouvait une grande place composée pratiquement que d'herbe, quelques bancs et des bacs à fleurs. Toute la zone était entourée de plusieurs bâtiments, ce qui donnait une impression d'isolement.
Le jeune démon descendit du sommet afin de s'y aventurer. Ses yeux rubis observèrent tout autour de lui, et très rapidement, finissant par froncer les sourcils. Tout était plongé dans le plus grand silence, un silence de mort. Tout semblait avoir été déserté, alors dans ce genre de lieu enfants et adultes devraient être par dizaines.
Un tension pesa soudainement sur ses épaules, ce qui crispa tout son corps.
« Quelque chose ne tourne pas rond ici... »
Psychic ApocalypsePsychic Apocalypse15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Ever heard of a scientist labeled as "The Bringer of Armageddon"? That's me. No, I'm not proud of it, and to prove it, I'd be more than willing to reveal my full, real name, if it weren't for my family, whom I don't want to get involved in this mess I've started. For convenience's sake, just call me "Persephone" instead of that silly title.
I am very, very sorry for what I have done, and I am very regretful for what I did. I hate myself for starting all of this, so much that if anybody ever tries to kill me for making the world wind up into this situation, I'd let them. Just don't get my husband and my children involved.
Oh, you don't know what exactly I did? Well then, let me fill you in with the details.
I once had a friend who could do things only one in a trillion people could-- manipulate the physical world using thought alone. Yes, he was a psychic. Aside from telekinesis he could also sense ghosts and talk to them, read minds, and see the future. Because of his 'super powers' as
Calling Major Tom Major Tom eyed the small goblin like aliens as they twirled in a circle a couple of times. “Why was I called again?”Calling Major Tom12 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Their king asked for you by name, sir,” the private Jareth mumbled.
“It’s a Ziggy. Nobody understands them. How could it possibly ask for me? It was probably just saying random things and one of them sounded like my name.”
The private shifted a little. “This one seems to speak english.”
“You remind me of the babe!” one ziggy suddenly yelled.
Major Tom just stared at it, dumb founded.
“That’s what I was talking about,” Jareth whispered.
“Five years and they suddenly learn our language? How’d he learn it? Is it a he?”
Jareth shrugged. “Nobody knows. It j
Daisy CrownsThe sun has set, and the darkness is fading in. My wife is balanced on the edge of our balcony overlooking the garden. I am just a few feet away.Daisy Crowns21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“You’re a . . . youra liar, Jareth” Jean slurred.
“There’s a misunderstanding somewhere. Let’s go inside and clear it all up, eh?”
Jean sobbed into her hand, saying something I can’t hear.
“I love you,” I say. “Please. Come in.”
I take a step closer. She screeches. I step back.
“She told me to my face,” she says. “To my face, that’s she’s . . . pregnant. With. With . . .”
“It’s not true. When we renewed our vows, I made a promise. I haven’t broken it.”
Jean shakes her head. “I don’t trust you. I caaan’t. I can’t!”
It was always going to end with me losing her, but not like this.
“If you want to divorce me you can,” I try to say it calm, b
[:Notable DG/SG Faclities:][:Notable DG/SG Facilities:][:Notable DG/SG Faclities:]23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
[://Name:] Goliath Base
[://Affiliation:] Dark Genesis
[://Description:] Goliath Base was the very first headquarters of Dark Genesis when it was just a small military filled with rebels and outcasts. This base served as a primary sector of operations for all DG activities during it's beginning phase.
[://Name:] Fort Sigma
[://Affiliation:] Dark Genesis
[://Description:] Originally meant to serve as an outpost distant from Goliath base, this fort survived the most brutal of assaults to the point in which it instead became known as a stronghold. This fort was used primarily during the beginning phase of Dark Genesis.
[://Name:] Fort Subsidium
[://Affiliation:] Dark Genesis, Shadow Gear
[://Location:] Planet Oria
[://Description:] A naval sector located on the oceanic planet, Oria. Notable for it's incredible Naval innovatio
[CT] A unexpected ballA Unexpected Ball[CT] A unexpected ball14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a special day at the Kingdom, one of the days where the Princess will pick a Prince to be together and become the Next Rulers of the Kingdom, though someone isn’t agreeing on that option. Everyone is at the ball, dancing, eating, talking, while the Oldest Princess was sitting in a thrown just waiting for the ball to end, while her sister was having the time of her life.
Luna: “Dear, why don’t you go and have fun like your sister”, she turns and looks at her daughter with the most worried look.
Sil: “No thanks, Dancing isn’t my thing, I’ll just sit here and wait for it to be done”, she sighs and looks around boredly.
Luna: *sigh*, “How will you pick a prince like this my dear”
Sil: “I don’t know why I have to do this, I’m not old enough for this, yet I don’t even like this Royalty thing”
Luna: “I would understand what you are trying to say, but it is Tradition, and we
Possessed Chapter 4Possessed Chapter 415 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My feet carried me through the front doors of the school where I skipped in while humming to a song that played in my headphones. Merrily I made my way up the staircase in the main building to my locker. Looking up I saw that Patch wasn't there yet. Maybe he already had gone to class? Ignoring it I opened my locker to get my text book and went to Quantum Physics.
We didn't have assigned seats in the class, Mr. Willow was pretty cool. Quietly I took a seat in the front row. There was only a handful of students in the class, me being the only girl. All of the other students were guys with their button up shirts tucked into their pants and they almost all had pocket protectors. I'm pretty sure they were all on the mathletes team.
Mr. Willow started to teach his lesson. I didn't pay much attention though. I kept doodling in my notebook. I mainly drew random things, but at the top of the page I drew Patch's tattoo, and in the middle of the same page I doodled a picture of Patch. Around him
Vice and Memory Grip - Part 3Vice and Memory Grip - Part 3Vice and Memory Grip - Part 320 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When it was lunchtime, Eletha had her lunch that was given to her by Eileen. She had chosen to stay in her room for it as Eileen wanted to make sure she got all the rest she could. Seeing the care the woman had for her, guilty began to riddle the elf girl once again. She would leave as soon as possible and she was sure it would hurt them very much. That morning she had already written them a letter, hoping it would ease the effect her rudeness would have on them. She had written about how kind they had been and she would cherish it forever, but how she desperately needed to find the man who helped her and that she didn’t want to burden them any longer. Maybe these words would be enough for them to leave her be.
Gareth wanted to speak to her about the thief that afternoon so she knew she had to move quickly. Eileen wasn’t letting him near her in the meantime in case he tried to pry while she was trying to catch up on her rest.
When Eileen finall
Historia o pewnym niebieskowosym buntowniku.-To ja Cię stworzyłem! JA! Jak śmiesz...-Rozległ się trzask i mężczyzna jęknął nie kończąc zdania. Stojąca nad nim postać oparła mu stopę na piesi i przycisnęła do podłoża.-Zamknij mordę, Rave.-Warknął ten drugi. Jego głos był zgrzytliwy, dziwnie metaliczny jak głosy robotów, które przejęły ten świat. Złapał skamlącego cicho podstarzałego człowieka za koszulę i uderzył nim o ścianę.-Zamknij mordę.-Powtórzył ciszej sycząc właściwie do ucha ofiary. Ten jednak nadal gorączkowo usiłował go przebłagać.-Łaska jaką Ci dałem... Dałem Ci życie! Ja... można powiedzieć, że jestem Twoim ojcem! Beze mnie nie byłoby Cię tu teraz, nigdy nawet myśl nie przeszłaby przez Twój umysł! OHistoria o pewnym niebieskowosym buntowniku.21 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ingeratei - Part 2“THIS WOULD BE THE START OF AN ENDING OF ALL ENDINGS, IF IT WEREN’T FOR ALL THAT STOOD IN THE WAY.”Ingeratei - Part 217 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Visions of things, they always were the worst and it wasn’t like he could do anything to stop them. They always happened, always bound to happen from time to time and he worried about the day where it would happen and he wouldn’t be able to get into a safe place. Although for now he was alright, he had made it another time, another night that he would survive.
For the moment however, there was nothing more than the darkness and some noises. They weren’t nice noises either. A mixture of screeches and yips, parts sounding like nails on a chalk board. Rizeal couldn’t move, his body, hands, feet, even toes or fingers, nothing would move or respond to him actually wanting to be able to move.
What was to come next though wasn’t