Fire Emblem OC: LeoName: LeoFire Emblem OC: Leo5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Occupation: Soldier, Assassin
Weapon(s) of choice: Sword, throwing blades, and numerous small explosives
Magic type: None
Sword type: Regular Straight Sword
Leo, like Lucina, is from the future. He was originally a member of the Ylissian military when Chrom was killed. He was severly wounded in a battle. Naga used what magic she could and created a sort of crude life-support system that he wears over his face, making his voice sound mechanical. He is also given primitive prosthetic limbs and organs, things Naga herself never knew she could conjure. He wears an odd bodysuit covered by a black leather cloak, which holds his many throwing blades and explosives, as well as his sword. After Chrom's death, Leo trained to be an effective assassin, hoping it could help beat Validar. The defeat of Grima in the past changed the future, but it soon returned to it's dark state when Chrom is again killed, this time involving a creature that loo
C0RP53 - Day 20It just sat there, with sparks flickering out of its broken servos. Its outer casing was dented and crumpled like an old can, and it might as well have been one. Its wires were twisted out of place and ripped to shreds. Its joints twitched occasionally, and flat out became spastic when someone passed by as it tried to extend an arm in a desperate plea for help. It was built with a digital pixel display for a face that once was programmed to display classic emotes such as . But now it just flickered a sombre as it stared out into the dark streets where it had been left to rust.C0RP53 - Day 202 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sophia gazed at it with pity. It was a robot, yes, and she shouldn't really care. This happened all the time. But, she couldn't describe it, she just felt sorry for the poor thing. She wanted to help it. But she wasn't an electrician, she wouldn't know what to do. So she just, kinda stood there and stared at it.
Its head tilted crookedly in her direction. A question mark appeared on its screen. S
Frozen Obsession The wood crackles as it warms up: a strange, organic noise that I find calming. I have time to change.Frozen Obsession2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Showered and groomed after stowing my space suit and its liners, I return to the bench. The wood is silent.
I run my finger down the smear on the wall, ruby drops falling from my thumb as it acts as a dam against the runnels. Claret splats upon the floor.
Grasping the stick, I flex it gently. The tacky load at the opposite end yields slightly, instead of making the wood crack in protest at being torn between two unyielding forces.
With a grin, I wrap my fist around the wood, one finger at a time, reciting ‘this little piggy’ under my breath. As the last piggy goes to market, I lift.
With a faint ‘shlurk’, the payload lifts with the wood. Any moment now.
My tongue furrows the surface and keen cold competes with a rush of flavour. Another triumph.
Strawberry puree frozen off Aldebaran.
Freespace lollies are si
Preview passage from Action CrossPreview passage from Action Cross2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Alex looked towards one arcade which he hadn’t yet been into. It was called, Videoplanet.
“Oh, I haven’t been into that one yet.”
Alex crossed the road to the other side of the street again, and approached the entrance to Videoplanet. As Alex walked inside, looking determined, he carefully browsed the numerous arcade machines on offer, as this was the largest arcade he’d walked into yet. Unfortunately, every Explicit Evil game was laid out, despite the fact that there weren’t as many people waiting to play them.
One Explicit Evil game was out of order, and had two men trying to fix it at that very moment. But the name of it was about as sickening as it could possibly have gotten for him. It was called, Dr. Violent’s Human Righters.
“How much worse can they get? Dr. Violent’s Human Righters?!”
It was a big mistake on his part. Upon complaining about the game, seemingly every last person
And now, a moment with...And now, a moment with Admin Isaiah,And now, a moment with...2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
On the bridge of the Administrator II/i, the admin sat in the captain's seat. The ship itself was an emergency vessel he had constructed in case the Administrator II had to be abandoned. The warship sat incomplete on a plateau with Nether rock growing up its sides and anchoring its wreck permanently. The admin twiddled his thumbs with his head hung low. "My audience, I apologize for what you are about to witness; she is determined to make herself known...and I can't stop her.......I know I am supposed to be the hero...I know you all look up to me, and-"
"I think they've heard enough of your begging"
A tall woman then walked into the room. The owner of the voice wore white skinny jeans, white stilettos, and a white denim jacket that was not designed to cover her midriff, with a black shirt underneath. On her hands, she wore black gloves with the fingers cut off. Her hair was a bleached blonde that complimented her light skin and made her red eyes sta
The Monkey and the Madman: Part I“Are you aware, Dr. Braddock, of the legal status of human crossbreeding?”The Monkey and the Madman: Part I5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A hush fell over the crowd. Poised and with an air of confidence, the prosecutor met the defendant’s gaze. Intentional or not, the defendant’s eyes hid behind a shag of matted hair, barely visible through strands of ashen brown.
One shake of his head and the curtain shifted, revealing what was left of the doctor’s once-normal face. Swollen and mutilated, he spoke with the bloodstained remains of his mouth.
“And are you aware, Dr. Braddock, of the failed experiments of Dr. Ilya Ivanovich Ivanov?”
“If you define failure by delayed success, then, absolutely. But do not think for one second that Ivanov’s work was in vain. I’ll be-”
“That is enough, Mr. Braddock,” Judge Hawthorne interjected, striking her platinum gavel.
“So,” the prosecutor continued, “despite the law, and despite a history of scientifi
Experiment: Sapphire Chapter oneDr.Ginger's logExperiment: Sapphire Chapter one15 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Race: African-American(light skinned)
Eye color: Dark brown
Hair color: Blue
I'm so happy, today I just received confirmation from the board to conduct my experiment. Of course after in being rejected by the board many time before, for reasons of it being risky and all, it was finally accepted. So, I had a theory, a few months back, that if we wanted humanity to survive, we would have to find a weakness in the creatures that's been attacking us lately. So I plan on capturing one of them (hopefully, with no fatalities) and finding out the source of their powers. Oh, I didn't tell you yet.
These creatures seem to have supernatural abilities. If you want to know what they look like, here is a description, they look as if their human, with the exception of them having tails and cat ears. They don't sound threatening do they? But, these creatures are not to be underestimated. Under no circumstances, you must not under
DiscThe doctor is the only one here to hold my hand. I’m okay with this. My state of mind is key. Having any of my family or friends here would throw me off mentally. Stop. I brush off the thought of loved ones quickly and pay attention to the doctor’s cold flesh on my hand. She taps her foot on the floor and gazes around impatiently. Her hands are chilly and callus. What had she done? What had she accomplished in life? What are her dreams? I wasn’t about to speak out loud. I had to keep this neutral state of mind. What had I accomplished? What were my dreams? STOP, I thought to myself.Disc2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“How easy would it be to simply place someone’s personality on a disc, and slip in in a computer?” They had asked.
This is a game of russian roulette, from my perspective. But it’s for science. I could wake up as a soul out of my body, or not at all. Maybe I wouldn’t be able to feel myself awaken. Maybe my thoughts will be dead with my muscles and senses.
FYS: The Visitor, Part ThirteenAhn blinked, looking around the new chamber. It appeared to be an office she guessed, judging from the desk. The walls were panels covered in gray cloth, pictures pinned to them, some alien landscapes, some of cities built in strange architectural styles, some of small aliens she guessed were children. A display screen directly in front of her showed what must have been an exterior camera view from the Explorer looking at the Great Hope's bulk. Her people's ship looked battered, a pair of great, gaping holes at least fifty kilometers across puncturing the port side, from some ancient collision that had damaged the ship, killing a quarter of her people. She wondered if that was a strange sort of mercy, given their current state.FYS: The Visitor, Part Thirteen2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She flexed the hands of the robot body that had been built for her, looked at the tall alien standing in front of her, and said the first thing that came out of her mouth.
"You're the ugliest thing I've ever seen," Ahn said.
The alien's lips curled
PyrospireA man and a woman stand in the one thousand meter tall Brecken Spire, three floors from the top. Outside, thick purple clouds are rolling in and the man can see lightning flashing in the distance.Pyrospire5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The woman’s backpack is in the process of unfolding like an electronic flower. She picks up pieces and arranges them in precise patterns around the safe door. While she works, the man keeps an eye on the storm, speaking just loud enough to be heard over the safe’s buzzing security.
“I remember this story someone told me when I was a kid. There’s these two alien minds that are floating around in outer space, just looking at everything. One day they come across earth and float down to take a look. They plan on slipping into whatever body they find first, but they accidentally land in these two trees that stand next to an abandoned church.
“They realize that not only are they in immobile bodies, but they can’t get back out and they’re not even close enou
Invasion - Day 21It was an attack on all fronts.Invasion - Day 2120 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The invading race of cybernetic extraterrestrials had surrounded Earth and were conducting a full scale siege of the fragile planet. As the ominous armada advanced forward, the planet's last line of defence fought back valiantly, but to know avail. They emptied clouds of bombs and bullets into the enemy's shields in a desperate attempt to break through. If they could penetrate their defences, they could easily storm inside and blow them up from the inside out.
“But we can't get inside, can we?” The commander retorted sarcastically, becoming frustrated.
“Maybe we can send in some Piercer drones or something.” His second-in-command replied.
“We tried that, they just slammed into shields and exploded.” The commander sighed, and held his head in his hands.
The soldier sat there beside, not sure why he was here. He was experienced with a sniper-rifle, maybe they expected him to be able to pick out some weak po
The Monkey and the Madman: Part IIIIt was a scene like that of a horror movie.The Monkey and the Madman: Part III5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Used as unreservedly as fragrance, blood blossomed scarlet against the starched white lab coat of Dr. William Braddock. I turned to the shell-shocked face of my friend.
“A... A live birth,” he stuttered.
“I beg your pardon, Alex.”
“I mean, they warned me he was mad, but... A live birth? It’s medieval.”
Sure enough, the corpse of a chimp lay strapped to a gurney, face frozen in anguish. We shuffled towards Dr. Braddock, whose body lay hunched over on the floor.
“Stop right where you are!” he ordered, his voice ringing with forced composure. Shaking, he got up from the ground. I didn’t know where to look first- his face, or the bin clutched tightly in his arms. Alex was the first to speak.
“Sir, you’re injured. Your... your face-”
“I am quite aware of my injuries, thank you. Now if you don’t mind, I would be most delighted to return to my wor-”
Chrom's NightmareTwo years after the battle with Validar and Grima, Chrom became ruler of Ylisse and the halidom prospered. However, this prosperity is hindered by remnants of the Grimleal religious sect, which started raiding small towns after the battle with Grima. Chrom personally led Ylissian forces to counter these remnant forces. One day when Chrom returned to his castle after fighting Grimleal forces, he was stumbling through the halls, hardly able to keep himself up, when Lucina, Chrom's daughter from the future, ran to him and caught him before he fellChrom's Nightmare2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lucina: Father! Are you hurt?!
Chrom: No Lucina, i'm am just VERY tired. Those Grimleal are more exhausting to deal with than i thought. Could you help me to my room?
Lucina: Of course!
Lucina did as her father requested, and within a few minutes, Chrom was fast asleep in his bedroom.
Lucina: Sleep well father.
Lucina quietly closed the door behind her as she left the room
Chrom soon woke up to see darkness all around him
Chrom: What?! Where am
Another Day on the Job - Day 16Martin arrived on the scene, stinking of drink. He wandered past the lower officers, already preparing his gun for the mission. He dismissed the chief's queries about his stench and strolled ahead of protocol, not really caring about what was about to happen. He'd had to deal with enough already. Maybe he'd get shot, stabbed, something, he just didn't care anymore.Another Day on the Job - Day 162 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He'd gotten called up to deal with another psycho. A college girl had been scanned and gone berserk. Killed an officer and bolted through the alleys. They'd managed to cordon off the area and trap her in a run-down apartment complex. She was trapped, and apparently was taking hostages. But from experience, he knew that psychos never kept hostages.
He walked inside with a sluggish step and looked around. Obvious signs of disturbance and a struggle. An overturned table, smashed ornaments, a wooden staircase railing lay on the ground floor, underneath a puddle of blood and a limp corpse.
Well, this was going to be something.
Are You Coming to the Storm“Are you coming to the storm?”Are You Coming to the Storm2 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Jessica looked up from her view screen with a smile; by now she knew the distinct nasal quality of Niobe’s voice, even before she saw the girl peering around the entrance of her cramped personal alcove.
Niobe was fifteen, three years younger than she. Her diminutive stature and waifish appearance prompted Jessica to believe her even younger upon their first meeting a week ago. Greeting the new arrival, Niobe identified herself as an acolyte, no mere prospective member of the Arborists. Jessica was at first surprised, then impressed.
While initiates were known by the pale, ash-gray two-piece ensembles they wore, acolytes were garbed in a simple, sleeveless shift of ivory-colored, rough-spun fabric that came to their knees with a ragged hem. As a final act of supplication to the order, their hair was shorn close to the skull. The absence of hair made her large, sable eyes more prominent in her oval-shaped face, made even more lustrous by a
Lucina's NightmareLucina, the daughter of Chrom who came to from the future to prevent her father's demise and stop the Fell Dragon, Grima, from destroying the world, now takes up residence within her father's palace, two years after the battle with Grima. She is now her father's royal advisor and personal bodyguard, using these as a chance to get to know her father even more than previously.Lucina's Nightmare5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's been two days since Lucina heard her father's voice from her room, waking, and alarming her
Chrom's Voice: Who are you?!?
She wonders if what she heard was just Chrom having a simple nightmare or that something was truely wrong. In the throne room
Lucina: Um, father? May i have a word?
Chrom: Oh, Lucina! What is it?
Lucina: About the other night, what exactly happened?
Chrom: Well, it is sort of hard to describe...
Chrom tells Lucina every detail about his dream the night before
Lucina: Oh my! A woman that looked like me?!
Chrom: Almost, except she had the teeth of an animal and her eyes were
FEA: Imposter 1It's been two weeks since Lucina's Nightmare. Robin, Chrom's royal tactitian and close friend, has gone missing on a scouting mission. Chrom and Lucina decide to go alone to search for him, thinking that even a small army will draw decent attention. In a wooded area north of YlisseFEA: Imposter 12 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Chrom: Robin should be around here. This is where a supposed Grimleal hideout is.
Lucina: We best find him and get back as quickly as possible. Be cautious.
Unbeknownst to them, two Grimleal soldiers with thick metal rods were right behind them. Both father and daughter were struck by the rods, falling to the ground, unconscious
Grimleal 1: Hey, aren't these two part of the group that killed Validar?
Grimleal 2: Yeah! The boss is gonna be very happy with us!
The soldiers dragged their knocked out prisoners to what appeared to be an old shack. When they opened a door into it however, it was nothing but a stairwell leading down. They got to the bottom, showing a massive hallway, with other Grimleal soldiers go
The Monkey and the Madman: Part IIJanuary 12, 2142The Monkey and the Madman: Part II5 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They have allowed me two belongings to keep in my cell: a pen, and a journal. They say I am lucky because I do not have to share. Only the mentally stable are allowed with the others.
They think me crazy, and why shouldn’t they? I have given them every reason to. Better to rot in jail for insanity than moral discrepancy.
I am here for the same prejudices, fears, and ignorances that have delayed scientific progress since the dawn of time. The same that plagued Copernicus, Galileo, Darwin, Wegener, and all the rest of them.
I will accept death as an old friend, knowing that I have done what I could to advance my field. I have no regrets.
FEA: Imposter 2Lucina was espicially shocked at what she just heard Leo sayFEA: Imposter 222 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Lucina: You?! From the future?!
Chrom: Why are you even here then?
Leo: Chrom, the future was changed thanks to you three killing Grima. But... the future soon changed back into darkness, because you, who came back to life thanks to the past, will die, again..
Leo: Correct. But this time...
Leo turned back to Lucina and shook his head
Leo: It was Lucina who murdered you.
Lucina felt as is if she was punched in the stomach, as she fell to her knees, in comeplete horror at what she heard
Lucina: No! It can't be true! It just can't!!!
Robin: Why would Lucina kill Chrom? She came to the past to protect him!
Leo: Believe me, i was just as confused as you were. But i saw it happen, with my own two eyes.
Lucina: No, i refuse to believe you, liar!!
In a rage, Lucina reached for her Falchion, but Chrom held her back
Leo: Lucina, seeing you, i know you didn't kill him out of your own free will, so what i'm try