Webway Adventures pt 7“Weasel?” Drali asked in shock.Webway Adventures pt 716 minutes ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Oh… hey Drali!” said Weasel cheerfully, despite the coughing fits that followed.
“Did you just drive a Lich into Rome?”
“Um…” Weasel moved to look out the window, spying the Tiber River in the distance and how it snaked its way towards Saint Peter’s Basilica. “Yes?”
Across the room Mari moaned. Drali rushed to her side and rolled her onto her back, satisfied to see her breathing.
“Dovah?” she asked drowsily.
“Mari it’s me!” said Drali.
“Mari?” asked Weasel, running over.
Mari opened her eyes and saw Drali and Weasel looking down. “Fuck portals man.”
Drali breathed a sigh of relief and Weasel chuckled. “So it was you who sent me here?”
“Maybe; the Greybeards taught me a shout and said it was the only way to find the other Shifter, some portals appeared and led me here. I followed a Lich that came through.
First contact between The Union and the Dominion Niko’Um walks down the onyx colored corridors towards the bridge followed by two royal guards and the Zenan clan leader Felcon’e. “Well with the Conversion in the middle of phase two and the land allocated for the Trinova people has been chosen. Also the Deep space array has been finished. It should be coming on line any minute now.” Felcon’e said with delight. “Good Also how is the colonies progressing?” Asked Niko’Um his mind miles away from the topic at hand. Each cycle Niko’Um walks with his advisor and they update him on the the progression of the Dominion foothold within this galaxy. As they step into the bridge the stand up and salute. “Admiral on the bridge” “At ease.” Niko’Um responds as if it’s become a routine. Niko’Um takes his seat in the control chair. The chair comes to life as his presence is known, the holo display appears in front of him. “Nox&First contact between The Union and the Dominion39 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
TSC ll BrightXWolf part 2Brighteyes mewed happily as she laid out in the nursery, enjoying the weak warmth of the sun as she batted at leaves like a kit here and there. Her own kits though she kept a sharp eye on. They were getting so big, they would be leaving the nursery soon, and that made her rather sad. It made her feel lonely as she watched the clouds roll by.TSC ll BrightXWolf part 21 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wolfwind trended through the long grass surrounding the camp, holding a strong grip on a blooded hare. Placing his prey upon the fresh kill pile, his golden eyes strayed towards the nursery in a force of habit. A small smile lightened his expression as he noticed lone figure in all her beauty, lying in the faded sunlight. He noticeably walked towards her direction flicking his tail in greeting. "Hey Brighteyes," He said, softly catching the she-cat's attention from her dream dreaming, "mind if I join you?"
Brighteyes looked up in surprise but smiled. "No, I don't mind you joining me Wolfwind."she mewed.
First Contact between Union and Dominion Niko’Um walks down the onyx colored corridors towards the bridge followed by two royal guards and the Zenan clan leader Felcon’e. “Well with the Conversion in the middle of phase two and the land allocated for the Trinova people has been chosen. Also the Deep space array has been finished. It should be coming on line any minute now.” Felcon’e said with delight. “Good Also how is the colonies progressing?” Asked Niko’Um his mind miles away from the topic at hand. Each cycle Niko’Um walks with his advisor and they update him on the the progression of the Dominion foothold within this galaxy. As they step into the bridge the stand up and salute. “Admiral on the bridge” “At ease.” Niko’Um responds as if it’s become a routine. Niko’Um takes his seat in the control chair. The chair comes to life as his presence is known, the holo display appears in front of him. “Nox&First Contact between Union and Dominion2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
TSC ll BrightXWolf part 1 Note:TSC ll BrightXWolf part 1 2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
- The italics are flashbacks
- Present day will be in normal text
- And the point of view of the kits (Fireflykit/Firekit) will be underlined
Curious as can be the fluffy, tiny shape of a half moon old kitten poked her head out of the nursery. Her baby blue eyes were only just starting to change to their adult color: a brilliant yellow. The little kit was still some what shaky on her paws, having just started getting used to walking instead of crawling. Her eyes turned wide in astonishment at the white stuff falling from the sky and covering the ground, sneezing one speck touched her nose. Causing the little she-kit to squeak in surprise at how cold and wet it was. She swiftly looked back into the burrow to make sure her clingy, bossy brother wasn't awake. "Gwood he's still sweeping with Heathershine."she thought with a giggle. Eagerly she hurried outside, jumping around trying to catch the white stuff like a spring hare.
WorldsWar: Savagery (pt. 1)The huge cargo plane shuddered again, sending Tam stumbling across the cargo bay and into one of the huge crates. She clung to the canvas straps that covered the box to try and keep her feet. Meanwhile, her Derrigan friend Ketyan dispatched one of the Black Moon troops with his huge, ugly broadsword, leaving a bloody gash. Ketyan ripped a grenade pin off the soldier’s chest and kicked the limp body towards his comrades.WorldsWar: Savagery (pt. 1)2 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Yeek!” Tam shouted, her white bangs falling over her eyes as she stubled on the rocking surface. “Ketyan! Don’t blow up the plane!”
“Why not?” The hugely muscled Derrigan asked.
“Because we’re ON the plane!” Tam shouted back.
“Oh. Right.” Ketyan turned his attention back to his enemies just in time for a big PMC Juggernaut with a minigun to force him behind the same crate Tam was clinging to. The fur on Tam’s fluffy tail stood on end as she too dodged behi
Queen Chpt.6I walked out of his office and ran to my house. When I entered my house I threw my coat down not even realizing the odd breeze. I shuffled out of my heels and stumbled down the dark staircase. I eventually found my bedroom and plopped onto my bed. Warm tears soaked into the bedding as I clutched the blanket.I lay on my bed trying pathetically to steady my breathing.Queen Chpt.64 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Uh hey,”I heard a small voice from the corner the room. I wiped my face and lifted myself out of bed pathetically. Only I looked worse standing up slouching and stumbling off the bed.
“W-what,” my voice was raspy and burned” do you want?”
“You okay?” I choked a little as she asked that. She stepped over but I backed away.
“I’m fine, but now is a bad time,”she looked puzzled.
“Anything I can do?”she looked upset.
“Stop killing my people!” I shouted the best I could with my throat dry and itchy, but it came out as a strained whisper.
Dino Attack: First AssignmentRookie agent Rex walked through the garage. All around him, engineers and mechanics worked on building and repairing vehicles, ranging from small ATVs to large jeeps. He also caught a glimpse of a massive tank that was being assembled, as well as a helicopter in the hangar above.Dino Attack: First Assignment4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
An exalted sense of newfound purpose filled Rex's body with a sort of euphoria. He was now officially signed up as a soldier for the D.I.N.O. Attack, dressed in the standard black and grey uniform. He felt proud to be able to serve on behalf of the world. Now, he would have the power to bring the fight to the Mutant Dinosaurs that had rampaged across the planet. And now, he was assigned his first mission.
Rex found a small group consisting of three soldiers gathered by one of the jeeps. One of them was a man who appeared to be middle-aged, with a round face partially masked by glasses and a full beard. His features were soft and his eyes glinted with a hearty and
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Dietrich || Enzo
Dietrich: He sat on the edge of his bed, one amongst several others. He seemed alone, once again. By himself, in spite of the others that regularly came and went or otherwise occupied the room. He tested his hand, moving his digits and flexing his palm within its wrapping. He felt no further irritation. The bandage could come off in the morning and it would be fine. As he sat at the edge of his mattress, his back to the rest of the room, he reached amongst his belongings and withdrew his journal, flipping it open to the front cover while it rested in his lap. There was some writing on the inside of the front cover. He read it over..several times..
Still slightly dizzy from his accident Enzo stumbled back to the room to lay down a bit. Stepping in he spotted the guy from earlier. Still didn't know his name. Wiping his hand off on his pants to be sure they were free of blo
Webway Adventures pt 6Alexander Sinclair had questions and he wanted answers. It hadn’t taken him terribly long to realize that the period missing from his life matched the rise and fall of Mari’s people. He’d never brought it up to avoid painful memories, but Drali’s plans had stirred something inside him. 2 months into the ritual construction Sinclair’s curiosity had taken command of his common sense and he had shut himself off from the world, preparing himself to travel across the Webway to find answers. A certain land called loudly to Sinclair, a land he had treated as close to his home as any other.Webway Adventures pt 64 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Travelling to the Lordran involved hitching a ride on a giant crow, which dropped him from a fair height over the grassy clearing of Firelink Shrine. Sinclair hit the ground easily, rolling and coming to his feet in one fluid movement.
“Ah, you’re back,” said a man in chainmail, sitting on a log by the bonfire.
“Hello Crestfallen Warrior, yes I’m b
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Dietrich || Desmond || Enzo
Dietrich: He was thankful that there weren't as many rabbits seeking medical attention at the time as there were the previous evening. Slowly, he poked his head inside the door to the infirmary, the rest of him slowly following suit. He gingerly held his right wrist the hand deliberately limp. The outer edge of the thumb and a small section of the palm were significantly red, and the skin was barely beginning to blister. He looked about for someone that could help him put something topical on the minor burn. "..Hallo?"
Desmond: “Ouch,” I hissed to myself, shutting my finger in a drawer as I closed it. I’d been distracted all day and it’d gotten to the point that I couldn’t focus on just one task, let alone my surroundings. Filing had taken it out of me, but it had to be done. My hands racked over the electronic notepad on my desk,
Age of Damnation: Cat's Chronicles Part I The sky was dark for the most part, you could see the moon shine down brightly more than ever. A small resistance outpost on the edge of the city. You were in one of the buildings, drinking tea with the resistance leader. It was a standard wooden cottage of sorts a midst several.Age of Damnation: Cat's Chronicles Part I 5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It seemed fairly cold, but the fireplace made it all the more cosy, the air around you was peaceful for now.
Jameson, a man wearing a cap with blonde hair, wore a green military uniform. His jaw was chiseled and was sporting a scraggly beard, he looked as if he'd seen some tough times.
He spoke to you. "It's a nice night for a drink, eh?" You went on to tell him that-"More like a night for a kill"
One of the resistance members barged in through the door, he was all worn out and dirty. He was breathing heavily, desperately trying to catch his breath."They're here!" he shouted.
Immediately, explosions could be heard in the distance and echoing gunfire filled the air. Soon after, gunfire lit up the sky and could
EditAs I was standing there, awaiting my execution, I remembered Mr. Trevino's computer class. I don't know what other people think about when they're waiting to be executed, but I'll bet it is not their computer class from when they were twelve. But I did have a reason - Mr. Trevino's class had started me on this path. Whatever happened to Mr. Trevino anyway? Does he watch the news? Does he remember I was in his class? How does he feel about watching a former student be executed? Does he also feel like a complete failure?Edit5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I heard the martial tune begin and I squared my shoulders. Soon, I would walk into the courtroom where the judge would pronounce the verdict. And then preside over the sentencing. I did my best to breathe deeply and slowly. Let them see an Edit who is not afraid of them - or at least one who faces his fear with courage. and I saw Mr. Trevino's class flash before my eyes.
Four weeks after my twelfth birthday, I was swiveling in my desk chair, making f
Opening the door for writers Part 5: FightscenesHello again everyone, this time we will focus on something exciting! we shall be going over how to Choreograph a proper fight scene.Opening the door for writers Part 5: Fightscenes5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For those who don't know, Choreography is the your composing a scene and the steps involved in that scene. One way to learn how to make proper and intense fight scenes is to watch movies, read books, or even play video games. No matter where you get the inspiration, applying them in the proper way is essential!
1)setting the stage for the combatants:
The First thing you want to do is make sure the setting for the fight is already established prefight, that way your audience will be able to imagine where the fight is taking place. This could involve setting up proper pieces of scenery such as fallen trees, large stones, a brick wall, or even old ruin. This will help immensely in helping your readers to envision the fight as it takes place.
2)Methods of combat and Strategy:
One thing to keep in mind when choreographing a fight scene is to always keep in min
DW95's Toy Story V.2 Chapter 15: A Christmas EndinDW95’s Toy Story V.2 Chapter 15: A Christmas EndingDW95's Toy Story V.2 Chapter 15: A Christmas Endin6 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Months have passed and it's now Christmas time at Kevin's new house. He, his parents and Melanie have gone into the living room to open their presents.
"Which one can I open first?" Kevin asked anxious to see what he's getting already.
"Let's let Melanie open one." Kevin’s mom said with a smile.
“Great idea, dear.” Kevin’s dad said. As Kevin's dad gets Melanie's first present, no one sees a bulb moving in the Christmas tree. A familiar pair of binoculars is spying on them.
Optimus, taking a look at the family, nods as he turns to his team hiding in the tree with him. He grins behind his faceplate as Jazz turned on the baby monitor that manages to be supported by some of the branched. Operation: Christmas Time has begun.
In Kevin's new bedroom, the other monitor begins to crackles with static as Optimus said through it. "Hope Master, this is Myrrh."
"Hey, heads up, everybody!" Garfield said eagerly as he r
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Dietrich || Nicholas || Ryu || Enzo || Merlot
Dietrich: He kept to himself in his allotted amount of space around the bed he'd been provided. He'd been careful to keep all of his things in order, and efficiently-placed. He'd just finished re-assembling his weapon, a simple, unremarkable 9mm pistol, pulling the slide back and forth twice to produce the desired sound, well-lubricated metallic clicks. He placed the weapon carefully into one of his few pieces of luggage, likewise folding up the cloth he'd rested the disassembled parts upon while cleaning and oiling them, stained gray and black in places, and put it away as well, along with the case that contained the small brushes, tools, and small containers of metal lubricant. He zipped everything back up, and secured it firmly on the floor underneath his mattress. His task completed, he opened the duffel-bag he'd used for carrying his clo
TorchwoodKilled or be killed. It was all it ever was. Feel the blood splattered on my face or feel it flowing out of me. The job that you could never leave, never retire. How does one live life when this happens? You don't. Most people never do. Kill aliens, help aliens, torture aliens, dissect aliens, and stop them from killing the world. Every single day for the rest of my life, Great.Torchwood8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mink Part 3 The Danaides set down in Annwn a few hours later. The capital city of Woms was located on the sea of Annwn and was a thriving port city. The buildings were all very similar in appearance with large windows and various shades of blue or gray. The city itself had an intricate layout, almost like the floral patterns of some mandalas. The city had a clear line between itself and the surrounding area; it wasn’t separated by a wall but the buildings themselves seemed to fill the purpose of separating the Ran Mere (wild plains) where the Ploukie work hard supplying the city of half a million with food.Mink Part 38 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a knock at Mink’s compartment and the Eleté slid the door open after Mink answered. “As you’ve guessed we’ve landed in Annwn. Would you care to accompany me to the meeting between my father and The Ornil?”
“I think I’ll sit this one out. There’s some things I want to see to here anyway.
TODS Preview Chapter 11===A TALE OF DRIFTING SANDS===TODS Preview Chapter 1110 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
While I waited for Eli and the rest of the company at 7:00 PM, I looked around the whole community governed by Davis Harrison High and noticed that the map consisting their society and the regions around them were much different and so I asked an expert in drawing maps if we could make a new map that combines ours and theirs. An artist named Phil agreed to do the task and began much work on it. Meanwhile, I noticed that some of the students within the community were still working together compared to where I came from, where there was much political strife. As I watched the society progress, a Dilophosaurus from the Jurassic Period was captured and was eventually domesticated into a mount for the scouting teams. It was said that the process turned out to very difficult for them, but successful nevertheless. I watched over my pet Eohippus, Waffles, as he met one of the Dilophosaurus with a friendly expression. The beast hissed at him, but was no
XERO Beginnings: A Mother's Concerns Damian leaned forward in his large chair, his sapphire hair falling slightly over his shoulder. Moving his cane to the side, he grabbed two small sugar cubes off the table in front of him and dropped them into the steaming beverage to his right. Picking up the small, silver spoon next to the cup, he mixed them together.XERO Beginnings: A Mother's Concerns11 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
They had their tea now, so it was as good enough time to talk as any. "So," he started, brushing his long hair out of his face with his free hand, "to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?"
The woman across from him was plainly dressed, her ever-present white walking stick next to her. The tan skin of her exposed face and hands seemed to glow in the light from the setting sun, and her long, wavy, brown hair almost completely obscured her eyes. In most cases, he preferred to see the entire face of the person he was talking to. He always made an exception for her, though.
"I have never much b
The Conquest of M'rove 3PuzzledHeartBoxThe Conquest of M'rove 311 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ratakh had, in his childhood, trained himself of remaining awake through the astral sphere: something similar to lucid dreaming, but referred to as "the awoken spirit" - a means he could rely on to stand guard during the night. He thought of his companion and his song,
Y’tuwai’s sleep was not without dreams; dreams of the ‘avatar’ and the tall tales told by this ancient tree. He dreamed of the day of Hu’ans - of an age where, supposedly, people of long before the chaos that now ensued, people would reside at that time.
Ratakh himself was taller than Y'tuwai - at least from a physical standpoin - though he lacked the muscular build and skin tone - an aftershock of mental capacity raised at the price of physical stamina thought Ratakh - His complexion was rather frail compared to that of Y’tuwai. He could hardly hold a sword even if he’d tie it to his hand.. but his command of sorcery and "black arts" were what saved h