Lamia of Mars ILamia of Mars I 15 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- MISSION TO MARS -
To say that they were not all feeling some manner of trepidation would have been disingenuous: all were quite aware of the myriad things that could go wrong before they even left the ground, but it was tempered by a firm optimism. Indeed, being surrounded by Americans, it was the kind of relentless hopefulness that made one slightly bitter. Why couldn't all people be as miserable as her rainy backwater island, Emma thought. Though she was not ungrateful to be here – far from it. Ahead of her was the greatest journey carrying the greatest responsibility in the history of humanity. It was a bright, clear day in Florida in the year 2023. Much as she hesitated to admit it, Emma Arianna Thompson was entering the third decade of her life. It seemed she had been half that age half as long ago, like the years hadn't passed her by as she ran on autopilot in ferocious pursuit of her dream career. But now she had attained
Ms. Vanilla's Kids, Chapter 8Tails climbed out of the bathtub and pulled the plug out. As the water level got lower and lower, a growling sound came from the drain.Ms. Vanilla's Kids, Chapter 811 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After drying himself off with a towel, he looked over on the toilet. On the cover were his pajamas, a pair of briefs with a blue trim… and the diaper his sister gave him.
“There is no way that this is going to fit,” he said, studying it. Cream was still able to fit in regular baby diapers — she wasn’t even big enough to wear Sizes 5 or 6 yet.
He only had two options: either lose another pair of underpants to another possible accident or squeeze into something that he was seven pounds too heavy to wear.
He thought back to Cream. She gave him her diaper because she didn’t want him to be sad in the morning.
“Well,” he said, swallowing his pride “here goes nothing.”
Tails set the diaper under his butt and tried to tape it up. The tabs barely got to the landing zone.
Standing up, Tails walked aroun
Heroes Aren't Born - Ch. 9 - The Beginning "Simon! Simon, can you hear me?"Heroes Aren't Born - Ch. 9 - The Beginning13 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Uh... Lewis?" Lewis looked away from the ginger dwarf of the ground as his white-coated companion called him.
"What is it, Duncan?" He asked.
Duncan stared at the paper in his hands for a moment before snorting. "Sorry..." He said. "I shouldn't laugh but..." He showed Lewis the paper they had found near Honeydew.
Lewis stared at it for a moment as he read it, then realized what he had attempted to do. He too let out a snort and burst out laughing, covering his face with his hands. "Simon!" He exclaimed incredulously.
"Stop callin' me that..." The dwarf moaned suddenly.
Lewis got a grip and helped him sit up as Duncan squatted down next to the two. "Sorry pal, you're stuck with it."
"What's that from?" Duncan asked curiously.
"Simon in code for 'self destruct' where I'm from." Lewis explained.
Duncan laughed. "Oh my god
Spatium Fortis - Chapter 1Spatium Fortis - Chapter 114 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Make Yourself at Home
When I first arrived at the dome, I waited for something to happen. I don't know what exactly, just something...
There was food and water, as promised. Though, it was less than appetizing. Astronaut food, they call it.
The next day came and went and still I was alone in the dome, waiting. For something.
The next day came, then the next, and the next, and the one after that. I started to lose hope of receiving letters from the people who had promised that they would never forget me. And since the satellite video screen was not working as planned, I didn't get to speak to anyone either.
Then another week went by, and each day I just ate and drank, and then sat by the virtual fireplace all day.
A month went by, and still, no letters. But there was an endless amount of stars and galaxies that never changed enough to entertain me. It had been exciting at first, but not anymore.
I stopped expecting anything around month two. I was sure my deares
Dying of the Light [page 3]Dying of the LightDying of the Light [page 3]2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The two new superheroes reached Florida within a few hours to discover mass panic and evacuation in the Keys and Everglades. The worst, as Puabi suspected, had happened at last.
Although Dagon was a few meters ahead, there seemed to be a medium procession of gillman creatures trailing him. Clifford and Puabi realized that Dagon has summoned his Deep Ones and they had emerged off the coastline of Florida.
Puabi remembered suddenly about pre-Islamic Egypt and the basin of the two rivers that formed Babylon. She recalled the royal processions that she had joined in her past life. However, she shook herself to face the dreadful onslaught.
The residents of the two places continue to scramble wildly out of their homes and flats and rush along the streets of the towns. The superheroes prepared to land in the midst and quell it.
Throughout all this, the sky had remained dark for that hour and the dark stars loomed still closer. Clifford Rogers looked upward and
Savagery: Part 2Tam fell into a fitful sleep, curled up against the damp, cool wall, the sickening smell of Ketyan’s blood filling up the little shelter. During the night she had several dreams, of her life in Bravo-21. They came as random, out-of order, but each one vivid as the day it happened.Savagery: Part 214 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first one was something inconsequential, just a random thing that happened one day aboard the ship. Mavros was actually talking, for perhaps the only time she’d ever heard him speak at length. He was excited.
“Now this,” He said, “Is my new favorite toy.” He picked out of an open suitcase on the conference room table a device that was about as long as his forearm and had a blue egg-shape at the end. “Like it?” He asked mischievously.
“Hey, you keep that thing away from me!” Tam had spluttered, backing away defensively. Mavros narrowed hi
Tisis - 107QuarantineTisis - 1075 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As we approach the large complex, an unfamiliar voice resounds in the small transport, saying, "Welcome home. How was your search?"
Marty picks up a device in front of him and replies, "This is Marty. Mission accomplished."
"Wait...accomplished? You don't mean..."
Marlon walks up to the front, takes the device from Marty's hand and states, "We successfully investigated the signal...and we have one Sirus..."
Marlon looks back to me, only realizing now that he never asked my name.
"Loctor. Sirus Loctor. Son of Adam and Amy Loctor. Handle D-...whatever, really."
Marlon smiles, picks the device up again and says, "Loctor. Sirus Loctor. Smartass."
"You...you found one?! You found a survivor?!", the voice now blares through the speakers and an excited commotion sounds as everyone on the other side scrambles to the speaker and multiple people ask, "What?! Whom?!", all hoping that it was someone dear to them. However I don't recognize any of the voices.
After the in
Heroes Among the Stars [Chapter 3] Anime and MangaHeroes Among the Stars [Chapter 3] Anime and Manga22 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Anime and Manga Club
So the day came and went, nothing new and nothing really all that special. With all his assignments turned in though, and with nothing else added to his schedule it seemed he had the weekend all to himself. Seriously, it felt like his wrists were about to snap in half after all that drawing he had to do the night before, but with that out-of-the-way, and with no extra assignments added the weekend was looking pretty good to him. No sketch pads, no colored pencils, and no stress; the up coming weekend was going to be awesome.
With both classes complete and his books all packed up he looked down at his watch and saw that it read almost one in the afternoon, and he knew what that meant. With his books packed up, and his spirit held high he made his way out of the building, and across the street towards the fountain where he could see Nika waiting for him.
"Thank you." he whispered as he crossed the street.
Once across he was home free, and it looked as i
Littlefoot's adventures of Spirited away prologueIn the land of the dinosaurs, there are nine dinosaurs playing around. They are Longnecks, Threehorn, Bigmouth, Flyer, Spiketail, Sharptooth and Oviraptor. Their names are Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, Spike, Chomper, Rudy, Shorty and Ali. They are playing with a little rock, playing catch and score the highest. So far, Littlefoot and Chomper are winning by five.Littlefoot's adventures of Spirited away prologue10 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Littlefoot: (Laughing) Alright! Good work, Chomper!
Chomper: Yeah! This is fun, Littlefoot!
Cera: Come on, guys! We're losing to them.
Rudy: Come on, Cera. It's just being fun.
Cera: Maybe to you guys, but to me, it isn't. I don't like getting fooled by them.
Littlefoot: Cera, you never change.
Cera: No, i won't. But i will always be your friend, Littlefoot.
Chomper: Yeah, 'Cause remember, you said we will always be friends.
Ducky: That's right. Yep, yep, yep.
Spike: (Eating some grass)
Ali: Spike, all you do is eat grass. When will he ever learn how to talk?
Ducky: I don't think he ever will. Nope, nope, nope.
TeaserFew people wear trench coats. Fewer still carry three firearms on their person at once. Even fewer keep a Japanese suicide blade on their hip. Jackson Lucifer Treyvelyan did all these things. Why should he compromise his own safety? "A target this low profile would normally be 1.5 million Euros, but... that many witnesses... 12 mil. No compromise." He said. "Of course. Just ensure she dies. Kathleen Vance cannot live."Teaser9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Hunt is over?so yeah i killed the enderdragon. It was a tough fight, but before I go there's one more thing i want to do. Using my the muro I'm going to animate the my journey of getting to the enderdragon. Of everything I went through to slay the beast.The Hunt is over?22 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Honestly I'm thinking this might be a fun thing to do. But that's up to you guys want to see it? let me know in the comments below.
Carry On My Wayward Son - Halloween Special Jason could have sworn he heard the window open. He blinked open his eyes tiredly, and decided it must have been part of a dream or something. He closed is eyes and was ready to go back to sleep when he heard footsteps from somewhere else in his house.Carry On My Wayward Son - Halloween Special44 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He sat up, certain enough this time to check, and stood. He crept cautiously out of his room into the living room. It was dark there, full of shadows and mystery. He couldn't see anyone; only dark shapes. He was just about to call it his imagination when he saw one of the figures shift.
Jason jumped and threw a punch. The creature was intelligent, at least. Jason knew as it deflected his punch and bent over, grabbing his arm and flipping him onto the ground. Jason groaned as the wind was knocked out of him, preparing himself for the worst.
But, instead of death, he heard something much worse.
"Wow. You're really out of practice, little brother."
Resurgence Chapter 1The salvage truck’s engine slowly chugged, reluctant to start. Craig Steele frowned and folded his grease-smeared arms over his chest. After a solid week’s work on the engine, it should be starting. Everything that Craig knew how to do had been done.Resurgence Chapter 115 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Shut it down,” he called out, shaking his head. The motor died and the cab door opened up. Evan Crewe, Craig’s friend and business partner, jumped down and landed lightly next to the truck. Small clouds of sand floated up around his feet.
“Starter might be going bad, Craig,” he said, spinning the truck’s keys around on a finger. Craig shook his head.
“Shouldn’t be. I just checked it. I don’t know what it is.”
“You check the battery? If it’s not that, it might be the wires for the plugs. Could even be the plugs themselves.” Evan wiped his greasy hands on his coveralls. Craig
Kurrel Crocodile Chapter 8Kurrel and the gang continued their journey, the teammates talking amongst themselves as they walked. Lord Tirek remained silent as he moved, and Jack, Driskull, and Sammy were unsure if the centaur was trustworthy.Kurrel Crocodile Chapter 819 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“I don't like this,” Jack said to Sammy. “This Tirek guy seems like he might stab us all in the back at some point.”
“Yeah,” The shrimp agreed. “But Kurrel seems to know what Tirek might try to do, so I can't tell if this will go well or not.”
Driskull remained silent as he listened to Jack and Sammy, but his expression was enough to show he felt the same way. The alien looked at Tirek for a moment, studying him. He hoped Kurrel would put the centaur in his place if he tried anything funny.
After a while, the group came upon a small town, the settlement resembling a stereotypical cowboy-style town, with a gray windmill in the distance beside the civilization.
It just so happened, though, that this town at that moment was being
Wasteland - Unter den acht Monden_Kapitel 14-Germ.Wasteland - Unter den acht Monden_Kapitel 14-Germ.23 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ich kann nicht wirklich sagen, dass ich in letzter Zeit zu viel Schlaf gekommen bin. Die Ereignisse an der Caesar Leo waren einfach zu schrecklich. Besonders leid tat mir dabei Marlon. Er hatte erst vor wenigen Tagen seine Tochter verloren, die von einem feigen Banditen als lebendiger Schutzschild missbraucht wurde. Schon lange tat eine Kerbe nicht mehr so weh.
Im Nachhinein wurde mir bewusst, dass ich es hätte verhindern können. Ich hätte vielleicht mal versuchen sollen, den anderen anzusprechen. Um ihn dazu zu bewegen, Denise gehen zu lassen. Dass alle friedlich miteinander reden könnten. Doch dazu bin ich nie gekommen. Und dafür hasste ich mich zutiefst.
Vielleicht waren es ja nicht mal Banditen. Vielleicht waren es auch einfach nur Reisende, die, wie wir selbst, Wandel King entkommen sind und jetzt auf der Flucht waren. Vielleicht hatten sie, wie auch wir, einfach nur Todesangst.
Vielleicht hielten sie uns für Kings Leute.
FaultThe barrel of my gun is pressed against her cheek; tears spill over it and I can't help but wonder if it might rust.Fault4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Don’t hurt me.”
I usually remember detail but I’ve overlooked something.
The city sun-canopy swayed overhead casting a light shade on the buildings and streets some six hundred metres below. Still, the sandy wind bit hard underneath, few would venture out from their comfy air-conditioned homes or offices today. I leapt from a rooftop and easily landed on an adjacent platform. I felt fuzzy from the blow to my head. The HUD flickered in my eyes –
Memory Caching Error 0x1AF
- my target: a building downtown. I scaled the wall, scratched my way up its crumbling surface before it had a chance to repair. The roof was vacant. Good. I kicked through the service door – Habitat A – and sprinted through the guts of the building to room 2401.
“Taren please.” She struggles against the vines, “it’s me,
Ask-Box #10: Myeko To FiremagmaAsk-Box #10: Myeko To Firemagma4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
La limousine noire roulait à une allure relativement rapide. A l’intérieur, le démon blond s’impatientait. Il avait son visage des mauvais jours, et son regard tourné vers la fenêtre. Même si il n’y voyait rien.
Depuis que ce petit jeux avait commencé, il considérait avoir été relativement patient. Cependant, ces convocations récurrentes commençaient à légèrement l’agacé. Ainsi, lorsque le véhicule s’arrêta, il sortit brusquement, claquant la porte derrière lui. Il se dirigea d’un pas rapide, et entra assez vite dans la petite cabane pour ne pas laisser le temps à la fillette de parler.
Une fois entré, il cassa son habitude en ne s’asseyant pas. Le démon s’adossa contre le mur, bras croisés sur le torse.
La question ne tarda pas à s’afficher à l’écran.
A Humane RobotThis is a reminder to myself to write this storyA Humane Robot7 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
PARALLEL - Part 1“Parallel…Parallel…the absolute form of conformity…Parallel…”PARALLEL - Part 11 day ago in Short Stories More Like This
That’s what he repeated to himself as he strode through the slums that made up over three fourths of his city, which was itself nestled into its own little fold in the fabric of reality.
“I just wish that the people around here would be a little more parallel with the law…”
He ran a white gloved hand through thick, strawberry-blonde hair, which was accented at the tips with silvery gray highlights and was styled to look just so, even under his black-and-white cap, which was never removed, save for showings of deep respect when it was necessary to do so. This cap, along with his ornate uniform, signified his duty and his purpose. From conception, he had his entire life set out before him.
He was still a young man, still bright, still innocent, and still adventurous. Even so, he wasn’t as bright, as innocent, or as adventurous as most his age, but he was certain