Furvus Wolf: The Strong Arms of the Wolf and FoxDai shook his tail happily with excitement as two of the mightiest of furs were about to have a good battle of strength. Furvus and DJ removed their tank tops and sat at a table in the back of Furvus’ Hell Pit Gym. They both flexed their shredded right arms to such amazing definition formed from years of weight lifting, filled with amazing Herculean strength within them.Furvus Wolf: The Strong Arms of the Wolf and Fox2 weeks ago in Profiles More Like This
DJ smiled a confident smile and sat onto a chair and placed his right arm on the table. “Ready to be taught another lesson in arm wrestling big wolf bro?” Furvus smiled his own confident smile and sat across from DJ and placed his right arm onto the table. Both powerful furs rippled their amazingly sculpted pecs and pumped their right arms in a big of a challenging way. The two truly enjoyed challenging one another and arm wrestling was one of DJ’s specialties. The two had arm wrestled one another a decent amount over the years and Furvus only won
somewhere in indiai dreamt that i was kissing yousomewhere in india3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
somewhere in india
the highlights on your tan skin were amber
torches burned around us
we could feel the heat on our skin like waves
lights in the distance were pinpoints
of satin sheen gold
my skin glowed blood-orange
when i asked you to hold me
so you grasped my waist with both hands
your fingertips touched and
my breath was smoke on your cheek
i asked you to kiss me
so your lips met my mouth
i dreamt that our bodies entwined
on a white sheet thin on the dirt
we felt distant voices and burning torches
and the heat on our bodies
somewhere in india
Aren Bestiary: Of the Bonnacon and the GnollAren Bestiary: Of the Bonnacon and the Gnoll3 weeks ago in Settings More Like This
Of The Bonnacon
The bonnacon appears first in "Of Animals" by Sardun of Fahistar. "In the valley of Niag and south thereof lives an animal that looks like a black bull besides the neck which is said to have a mane of a horse. Its horns are large but curve inwards in a way that they are useless in fighting, for the bonnacon is a peaceful animal. When attacked it will turn to run and expel its dung, which is so foul that it burns the skin like fire." It is remarkable that no Erdasians ever mention such an animal, even though they had trade relations with the Qwaraanmians of Medesia for thousands of year before the forming of Dar-lsnar.
In the Bestiary of Thelquam, written by Thelmar, bonnacon is described as a bull-like animal whose horns curve backwards, and whose dung is flammabe and can burn a great area behind it. Several scholars and alchemists approached traders heading for Yiag-Sidar in the hopes they could bring bonnacon dung with them, so its incendiary properti
Let it Go Tricia and ElsaElsa: The snow glows white on the mountain tonightLet it Go Tricia and Elsa1 month ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Not a footprint to be seen
A kingdom of isolation
and it looks like I'm the queen
Tricia: And I'm the princess
The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside
Couldn't keep it in, Heaven knows we've tried
Elsa: Don't let them in,
Tricia: Don't let them see
Elsa: Be the good girl you always had to be
Tricia: Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Elsa: Well, now they know
Both: Let it go, let it go
Tricia: Can't hold it back anymore
Both: Let it go, let it go
Elsa: Turn away and slam the door
We don't care what they're going to say
Tricia: Let the storm rage on
Both: The cold never bothered us anyway
Elsa: It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small
Tricia: And the fears that once controlled us can't get to us at all
Time to see what we can do
to test the limits and break through
Elsa: No right or wrong, n
Memento MoriMemento MoriMemento Mori2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
An empty wine glass to my right, my brother seated on the other side of the table
He passes the artifact to me and asks if I would like to touch it
At first my hand trembles, afraid to grasp what is long since past
Finally index and middle finger make contact with the top-left side
The bone is surprisingly smooth and slightly cool to the touch
I graze against an old groove in the side and I begin to ask silent questions
Who was he? What was his name? How did he die so young?
His skull is in fine condition, at any rate
I know he was from India and in his early 20’s but nothing more
That and one day I will share his eyeless gaze
As his sockets bore into my soul with a monolithic intelligence
Voh Kis Ka Lingam Hai? Part 1Voh Kis Ka Lingam Hai?Voh Kis Ka Lingam Hai? Part 12 weeks ago in Short Stories More Like This
[Hindi. Whose phallice is this?]
Sequel to “Unaussprechlichen Shlangen Kulten”
Throughout the land, there have been exotic cults and sects which insist that an unwed girl who is engaged should sit upon a small to medium stone phallice, called a lingam. It was dedicated to and represents fundamental male energies personified by the deity Siva. This concept seemed to be universal, since Grecian and Roman ruins displayed phallices and perceived them to represent or bestow fertility.
One of these Saivite cults had built and used a small temple, or mandira in Sanskrit, near the outskirts of Madras, Tamil Nadu state. The cult had suddenly disbanded without any clue to its succeeding location. Over succeeding years, the mandira lay unvisited and almost collapsed from lack of maintenance. Totally 20 years had passed without any act
Mumbay giants Part 2To the airportMumbay giants Part 23 days ago in Drama More Like This
"Mrs. Schmitt. Your taxi is ready. "
"I'll be right with you." Said the German manager and turned off her cell phone. When she left the hotel there was a relatively luxurious car waiting for her. The driver smiled kindly and was ready to take her luggage.
Rudely she pressed her rolling suitcase in his hand and got into the taxi while she already dialed a new number on her cell phone.
Her local Secretary Mike Trittner sat next to the driver and told him where to go. After a minute he turned around and said: "Mrs. Schmitt today it might take a little longer than usual. So we drive earlier. The traffic is murderous in the truest sense of the word. The streets are extremely crowded but I think we will get to the airport early enough."
"This is really incredible. The Indians are not even able to control the traffic. I would have an idea how to solve the overpopulation problem. Just get rid of all the unnecessary people!"
Mike wanted not even think about how she me
Ties That Bind : Chapter 1*three months ago*Ties That Bind : Chapter 114 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been more then a couple of weeks since I had returned to civilization after spending more then four months trapped in India from a terrible plane crash. In my time spent their I faced against dangerous animals ranging from tigers, wolves, and to my surprise, a talking snake who still holds a grudge against me for not becoming his dinner.
I had thought I was the only one who lived out their, until I met someone who I not only fell in love with, but who would fall deeply in love with me, and her name was Linn. She had told me she had no idea how she had ended up where I was and we agreed on helping each other to survive.
It didn't take long before we met a few friends along the way, a beautiful bird that we named Fenix and a vampire naga by the name of Loui. After a week or so, Linn and I started to come closer and closer together until it was as if fate choose us to have our first night when we believed it was time... to have our child.
Are love kept us strong
TLoS: UAA 11: Lamenent of a Genderbent King.* * *TLoS: UAA 11: Lamenent of a Genderbent King.1 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Following their lunch, the group dispersed; Eve had work to do, Cynder, Spyro, Olivia and Blizzard had lessons to partake in, and Nexus had gone off to find India, who didn't show up for lunch, before picking up Charlemagne. Ddraig might've been in a bad way, but they still had lives to live, and jobs to fulfil.
The same was true for Ddraigtanto, but he/she was showing no intention of living up to this at the time.
The dragon monarch was well aware his/her behaviour was completely off form for him/her; Ddraig was often so happily committed to his/her work that it consumed his/her entire day, frequently leaving for speeches or meetings or visits to all sorts of places for all sorts of reasons, as well as working until the late hours on paperwork, documentation and assembling archives of data; oh how she loved her lists.
But now, Ddraigtanto found his/herself lacking motivation to do anything. Ever since the fallout with Cystal, he/she had had a sinking f
Vacand if one word could onlyVac1 month ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
ever be said, it would
have to be in tune.
dual-itymāyādual-ity1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
both the illusion of fabricated worlds
and the creation of
reality from the open abyss,
it all depends on our divinity.
A Brooklyn Blast!A Brooklyn Blast!A Brooklyn Blast!1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Santana Rios (0 - 1) vs Miss India (2 - 0)
The fight between Santana and India began with a bang! Specifically, it was the bang of India’s left boxing glove exploding into her opponent’s jaw! In less than three seconds the two babes had nearly collided in their rush to get at each other, and India had cleanly beaten Santana to the draw. The result of that initial shot sent Rios’s curvy behind bouncing and skidding across the canvas; a solid, shocking knockdown in the first few moments of the fight. India glowered down at her seated rival before turning aside to a neutral corner.
Badly stunned, it took Santana several seconds to pick herself up and return to the fight. But she wasn’t so eager to close with her oppo
Movin' On UP!Movin' On UP!Movin' On UP!1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Malika Jones (1 - 1) vs Miss India (3 - 0)
At the invitation of the opening bell, Malika and India made a cautious approach to each other and started things off by tossing several jabs. Moving lightly about the ring India showed better form with her snapping left hand, peppering Malika’s pretty kisser very accurately. That soon put Jones in a defensive mode, and she began backpedaling around the ring with her opponent following closely. After a minute or so India managed to close the distance, and that’s when things really heated up.
Using deft footwork and sneaky head feints, the bosomy beauty finally roped her opponent near India’s corner. Once there, she opened up with a blistering barrage of body blows that quickly began hurting her opponent
A Showdown At Gleason'sA Showdown At Gleason'sA Showdown At Gleason's1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Marie Thompson (6 - 1) vs Miss India (4 - 0)
Two up-and-coming sluggers crossed paths at Gleason's Gym in Brooklyn last night, and there was a lot at stake in the outcome of their 6-round fight. Marie Thompson owned the # 5 spot on the list of lightweight contenders, with Miss India right behind her at # 6. Both girls were big, buxom, and beautiful brunettes, and both packed plenty of power in their gloved fists. Thompson could count five knockouts among her six victories, while India had run the table with all four of her wins coming by way of kayo. With those kind of credentials it was easy to see why very few of those in attendance expected to see this fight go the distance.
Clad in tightly-stretched black bikinis and
An '0' Must Go...!!An ‘0’ Must Go...!!An '0' Must Go...!!1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
Keri O’Donell (1 - 0) VS Miss India (1 - 0)
The opening bout on last night’s boxing card at the Barclay Center featured two of Brooklyn's newest competitors. For both women it was their second match, and both were coming off victories in their debut performances. This meeting between 1 - 0 fighters was therefore an early crossroads bout; one that would give a real boost to the winner. An enthusiastic crowd greeted the girls as they made their way to ringside.
In the blue corner stood Keri O’Donell; a curvy beauty with blonde hair and an infectious smile. Clad in a sexy black bikini with red leather boxing gloves, Keri warmed up easily as she was introduced. Winner by unanimous decision in her first fig
When the Seagulls CryThe smell of salt blend with one of beer and gunpowder, as he carefully descended the wooden stairs to the hold. Each step felt like a century, while he placed both hands on the walls to prevent himself from slipping. He had to be careful, as a wrong move could wake them up.When the Seagulls Cry5 days ago in Short Stories More Like This
And we don't want this to happen, don't we? John though, climbing down a step.
From the open hatch above his head, a dim light illuminated the place, where large wooden barrels towered over sealed boxes. He hoped the candle would not attract attention right away, giving him enough time to execute his plan. The pouch of flints bouncing on his thigh, was a reminder how he almost woke up the pirate from which he smuggled it. Thankfully the guy just turned around in his sleep.
His left foot touched the wooden floor, making a board to creak. John froze in place and only when he heard the thundering snores of the ship's crew, he allowed himself to relax. With both feet down, he lit the half melted candle on