DedicatedAll things begin in darkness.Dedicated5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Darkness is where we spring from, and it is where we shall all return…some of us sooner than others.
It is ironic, I suppose, that we all assume light is life…light is a falsehood. In light, things rot, things die. In the darkness, we live forever.
There is a cult of the Dark Oblivion, and it has spread quickly, like wildfire, like plague infesting all places that light doesn’t touch—I am proud; perhaps there is some hope for humans after all.
Of course, there would be no need for the cult had not humans been foolish.
The day we tried to extend our lives, we sealed our death.
The day that we eliminated disease, we brought the axe down upon our own necks.
Humans are so egocentric; we think ourselves the rulers of ourselves, of this world—we fancy ourselves gods. There is only one god: death.
I am roused from my musings, grudgingly, by Sophia. She, unlike I, believes in the good of the world.
“Luis, Juan says it’s ti
Meatless"It's not meat you know."Meatless9 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He'd slipped up silently beside me at the meat counter and was pointing to the shrink-wrapped flat of striploin I was holding.
"They print those, from meat flavoured engineered inks, but they're not meat."
As I turned to look at him, he withdrew slightly and glanced furtively around, shrinking into the hooded sweater he was wearing.
"LeGrange and Baxter, those are real meat. Grown in a field, real. Not those ones though, they're all printed."
I put the steak down and looked further down the coolers at the LeGrange display.
"Your jeans too, not cotton. They sell them as cotton, but it's not organically grown cotton, it's engineered. Ever wonder why it itches? You should stick to Levi Strauss and Company, quality clothing for over one hundred and sixty years."
It took a moment to process that the man was just talking about Levi's. I stopped and took a look around. This was the strangest man I'd bumped into at the grocery store in recent memory.
"You're a jean sn
Runner ch9 pt IV Erras didn’t visit.Runner ch9 pt IV2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Clippous didn’t come to chat.
Not even Delus, Hepae, or anyone from Wasjyu 23.
Until a nurse, I'm assuming the station based on the white uniform, similar to Vance’s, yet cut differently and two silver squares on his collar, came in and checked our vitals. Well, maybe not vitals as the machines did that and probably fed it all in to a screen to some nurse’s station. He leaned in close to the unconscious ones, the sleep-talker awaking at his touch. He said something to her with a smile, the now-not-sleep-talker nodded and responded, and then the nurse turned to the reader and asked her something.
He came to me last and asked, “Are you feeling well?”
“Are you hungry?”
I shook my head. I hadn’t thought of that and couldn't think of the last time I ate.
“Can I see Erras?”
Atom by Atom - Day 55“Is the experiment ready?” Cornelia asked, examining the flow charts from behind the technician's broad shoulder. He raised a finger, and bashed away at a few buttons, before the almost spastic lines even out and turned a relieving green.Atom by Atom - Day 553 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“It is now.” He replied.
“Alright.” Cornelia reached out and held down the comms button to talk to Mike, who was preparing himself in the test room. “Okay, do you know what you're doing?”
“Indeed.” He answered, already knowing what she was about to ask next.
“Then repeat it back to me.” She demanded. He sighed, vexed by her precision.
“I am going to enter the first chamber, the teleportation system will activate, and I should reappear in the second chamber. Can we just get on with it?”
“Yes, when we are sure it is safe. We don't want things to go wrong.” She turned to the other technicians and engineers, who all gave her the go ahead. She took a deep breath
The Capris HerderMurgha Durandeet was up before dawn, as usual. She got ready for the day by the light of a single candle, shivering in the cold of the early morning. Though at this hour the sun was only a faint glow on the western horizon, outside the thick walls of her family’s mud-brick house she could hear the chirping of birds layered over the rasping grunts of the livestock in their pen.The Capris Herder21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She wore a formless knee-length brown dress of spun cotton, over which she pulled on a short green and brown robe tied off at the waist with a thick sash. She wore no shoes; not only because the soles of her feet were as thick and tough as old boot leather anyway, but also because she hadn’t owned a pair of shoes since she was three years old. On her head she placed a round flat-topped cap, a traditional Tartos head covering. Finally, she hefted the bandolier off its hook on the wall and draped it over her shoulder to hang across her body. It was heavy, loaded as it was with rifle ammunition in indivi
Time's Up“I want to show you something.”Time's Up1 week ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Famous last words. That was the last thing my best friend said before he took my hand in his and stopped time around us. I’d always known he could do it. He told me about his adventures in the interim, as he called it, all the time. But he always refused to prove it until that day. I’m not sure what changed. I wish things hadn’t changed now.
It was amazing at first. I always thought stopping time would stop everything, would stop light and sound and gravity and even air particles from moving around, would create essentially a void that would kill anyone who got trapped there. But I guess there’s something special about his powers that prevented that, because it was just like you see in the movies.
He never told me why he brought me into the Interim that day, but we had a lot of fun there for a little while. We did the usual frozen-time stuff, we messed with people’s poses and saved a few people from imminent acci
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DBZxLucina 87 months pass. DBZ and Lucina were sitting under a tree, both having a hand on Lucina's stomachDBZxLucina 816 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lucina: I feel it kicking!
DBZ: Wow, the baby is a real kicker!
Lucina then began to lean on DBZ, who then put his arm around her waist
Lucina: This is going to be a great responsibility, can you help handle it?
DBZ: Of course! Why wouldn't i be able to handle a child? Especially the child of my beautiful wife!
Lucina: Teehee! I love you.
DBZ: I love you too.
A couple of days later. DBZ was running with a large pail of water in his hands. He got back to camp and went inside the medical tent, where he saw Lucina in a bed, with Sumia, Chrom, Cordelia, Lissa, and Olivia all around her
DBZ: I got the water. How is she?
Lissa: How she was when you left.
DBZ went over to Lucina's side, and held her hand
DBZ: It's okay, Lucina. I'm here now.
Sumia: Oh, i can't wait to see the baby!
Cordelia: Are you ready Lucina?
Lucina nodded her head, unable to talk because of the pain
DBZxLucina 7Two months pass since Grima's defeat and peace reigned over the land. Chrom has finally accepted the title of Exalt, while the future children grew accustomed to their new home. One day, as Chrom and Lissa walked through a fieldDBZxLucina 72 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Chrom: What is it Lissa?
Lissa: Isn't this where we...you know...
Chrom: Oh...i see what you mean... It has been a long time.
While Chrom was lost in thought, Lissa noticed something that made her shake
Lissa: Chrom? Chrom!!
Lissa pointed at what looked like a robed person laying in the field, one that looked oddly familiar
Chrom: It...it can't be!
They sprinted over to the figure. The green hair on the figure was a sheer giveaway. The person slowly opened his eyes, which were crimson
Chrom: DBZ! It is you!
Chrom took DBZ's hand and helped him up. Chrom noticed that DBZ's right hand no longer possessed the Mark of Grima
Chrom: How are you...?
DBZ: To tell you the truth...i don't really know...
Fire Emblem OC: NashName: NashFire Emblem OC: Nash2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Age: 9 (15 in Part 3) (26 in alternate future)
Occupation: Child soldier (Formerely), Shepherd
Weapon(s) of choice: Steel sword
Magic type: Dark
Sword type: Broadsword
Nash is a native to Plegia. He lost his mother after the Ylisse-Plegia war. He was soon kidnapped by Grimleal soldiers, and sent to a camp where he was forced to undergo soldier training. Thanks to his father, he soon escaped and eventually made it to Ylisstol, where he was taken in by the Shepherds. Nash admires Lucina and sees her as an older sister. Whenever Nash loses control of his emotions, he is able to use magic that would take normal mage's years to master. This has to do with his time at the Plegian child labor camp, where he was subjected to a religious ceremony which gave him a piece of Grima's strength. If Nash were to completely lose control...
l Nash's father was a member of the Grimleal, but soon turned against the cult when the
Star Wars Awakening: Family Matter 2Morgan soon began his training with Tiki. At first, Morgan was struggling...Star Wars Awakening: Family Matter 22 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Morgan: What are these?
Tiki: Training droids, they are. Take this!
Tiki handed Morgan a blindfold
Morgan: You want me to put this on?!
Tiki: Yes. Learn to sense enemy attacks, you will. Don't worry! Lethal, the shots are not.
Morgan wrapped the blindfold over his eyes and activated his Light-Falchion
Morgan: Well okay, i-OW!
Tiki: But they do sting. A lot. Heheheh!
Morgan: Okay, maybe i-OW! Let's try th-OW! Can we skip th-OW!!!
But eventually as the days pass on into weeks, then into months, Morgan began to learn, and improve. Tiki noticed these improvements, even as they just happen
Morgan: Lady Tiki, i'm ready for another test of my abilities!
Tiki: Very well, my young Nagawan! Deflect the Training Droids shots, you now can!
Morgan was once again blindfolded. The droids shot at Morgan, but he now hits the shots with ease, deflecting them. As the droids increased the speed of each shot, Morgan uses more effo