Trusting a ManiacIt was not like I disliked my mother, but it was also not that I liked her either. For me, she was just someone who was living with me together in a big old house between other big old houses in a usual street, which is part of any average city. She was just there to feed me, wash my clothes and the other stuff which other mothers would do. I did not really talked to her, more never spend time with her. She is a busy woman, she said, and she would only have time for me at the table while eating dinner.Trusting a Maniac5 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
It has not always been like this, it was even the opposite. During my elementary and middle school years she would have followed me around anywhere to make sure I’ll be fine, and I was not allowed to stay out late. I was fine with that rule since I didn't had many friends. So what changed the situation it used to be to the situation now? Simple: Tell your parents that they are annoying and you wished you could choose who to be your parent. Those were my situation changing words to
Launch DayKatie sat in her room in the dorms, knowing of all the fun things going on in the academy on the first school day, but she's been here for three days only, mostly unpacking, that is not enough time to get to know the other people around. Against all odds she decided to go to the buffet atleast, it was nearing lunch time, after all. A couple sandwiches, some chocolate cake, and back to the dorms again, there are things to be prepared!Launch Day8 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Stordholm, on the other hand, was sitting in the Teacher's Lounge, enjoying a beer while preparing study plans for the following week, he of course sent a birthday card to Sikara, kids parties weren't his thing, considering his wedding included a drunk bear, a chair duel and plenty of people under tables passed out, luckily this was before the substance, meaning he was under the table amongst the last, Targatay was the only one who stayed awake, mostly because his power and alcohol didn't mix very well.
Who parked this Bastion hereComodo was still in festive mood, when the purple haired Guillotine Cross Reiru was wandering inside Comodo’s northern cave Ruande still in her bikini. She was lost and hunger was slowly making itself present.Who parked this Bastion here9 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Fooooooooood... I need fooood…” The assassin lamented. She was interrupted by a sudden orange scent in the air. “ORANGES..?! I would do anything to eat those...!!” She drooled and followed the smell.
Not far from her the Wizard Huuxera was busy killing stalactic golems in the cave, freezing them and throwing a strong Jupiter Thunder on them. Meanwhile she had her headphones on, listening to loud rock music while she was training, humming and tapping her foot to the rhythm, not even noticing anything else around her, only concentrating on her training. Reiru still following the scent with closed eyes, imagining the oranges inside her head, she bumped into the wizard woman.
“ORANGEEEES!! W-wait that isn't an orange--” Reiru rubbed he
Defending UdoranThe skies were overcast above the forest nation of Arranudo. Filling the air were members of both the Monsoon and Firestorm armies, flying in a large group together. Their numbers covered a great area of the skyline, being led by the Arranudo and Erionok leaders, Malakai and Shadraco.Defending Udoran10 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Among the shuffle was a diminutive blue Quetzalcoatl with a silver underbelly. His body was covered with various bandages on his head, wings, back and tail. A brown messenger bag was draped around his neck, a Nimbus who was also covered in bandages sleeping inside.
The messenger glanced again over towards his werewolf leader and the massive green and black dragon that he was riding on. ‘Is this really happening?’ he asked himself as he shook his head lightly as he still tried to get his mind around the events that had transpired in the last couple of days.
Coro had found himself on the battlefield, protecting Chimeak against the attacking forces of the Firestorm a
Hard Time - Part 19 (Rhink)Title: Hard Time - Part 19Hard Time - Part 19 (Rhink)14 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: This is TOTALLY NOT REAL. It is fake. I made it up. Nothing is meant to be implied about any actual real-life people.
Warnings: Minor injury/blood.
Word Count: 3033
It was three days before the start of his classes in January when Rhett once again made the journey to Craven. Snow was falling when he got on the road, fat flakes that swirled in front of his headlights and melted when they hit the pavement. His mother would have told him not to go, but he wasn’t going to let such a little thing as a mild winter storm prevent him from possibly seeing Link.
It had been two months since he’d stormed out of the visitor lounge; two months of yearning and pain and self-recrimination. As he got closer to the prison he realized he felt very little emotion now, as if it had all been crushed out of him by repeated disappointme
LIN 104: The KitIn the back of his brand new textbook, Sinclair had found an instruction booklet and some strips that looked suspiciously like a PH test. He picked up the strips and set them aside with the instruction booklet, humming to himself as he flipped through the textbook. As he might have expected, it was about the differences between light, dark, and gray magic -- as well as how blood could intervene with each of the different magic types. Sighing, he looked at his hand, wondering what kind of magic lay inside him. Being a demon, it seemed most reasonable that he would gravitate toward dark magic, but he'd been fooled before...LIN 104: The Kit13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The blood demon studied the instructions. It seemed simple enough -- all he had to do was deposit a bit of blood on each one of the three strips, and it would tell him the potency of his blood for light, dark, and gray magic. He rolled his shoulders and created a spot of blood in the air. Much like a PH test -- which had been his first guess -- the light magic test ha
Dividing Reason - Chapter 2It was evening. Two figures, man and dog, sat in the woods, waiting. A branch cracked somewhere ahead, and the dog took it as a signal. It stood and began to bark, pulling at its leash.Dividing Reason - Chapter 217 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man stood as well, grabbing his gun from the ground. “Go, Dante!” he shouted, releasing the dog.
Dante broke into a sprint and immediately caught the scent of a deer. His tongue out from the thrill of the chase, he sprang between the trees. Soon he caused the startled deer to spring away from its grazing spot. But it was too late—a shot rang through the air, and the deer fell to the ground.
The man walked over and put the animal out of its misery with a second shot to the deer’s head. Then he wrapped a large piece of burlap over the deer and dragged the carcass back to a waiting sled. “C’mon, boy,” he said, and soon he hooked the dog up to the sled. “Mush,” he added, and the pair headed back to their house.
“You’ve earned some time to
a strange meeting Ivorybird stepped into the middle of the battle, looking around wildly. The she-cat had never seen so many fighting cats - nor had she ever witnessed so much violence. But she had to fight.a strange meeting17 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
She couldn't let Fallenstar win.
The thought of the Moonclan leader made her lip curl, and with a growl she unsheathed her claws, seeing a grey Snowclan warrior in front of her.
Ripplebreeze looked around at all of the chaotic cats. She didn't want to be here, to many cats fighting. She would never last long if she got in a fight, and she feared she could die in this battle if she wasn't careful.
When she stopped looking left and right, and looked straight she saw a white she cat with grey spots. She hesitated, not knowing if she should fight or run. She decided to fight, for the sake of her clan. She closed her eyes, and used her back legs and jumped at her.
The grey she-cat leaped at her and landed on her back. With a terrified screech, Ivorybird
Bear Encounter (Phen and Yona)----------Bear Encounter (Phen and Yona)18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chimaerix said the following:
Carrying the thick end of a stick in her mouth, Phen trotted casually towards the mountainous border where she liked to reside. She had found a rose bush in the heart of the territory, fruiting quite well. She liked their fragrant scent, and had a nice, sweet taste. It was a welcome changed to chewing on rabbits and deer all day. Phen arrived at her favorite clearing, where the trees cleared out and gave a view of the high alps. Still, there was enough coverage to keep the sun from falling on her dark pelt. She settled down, placing the rose hips in front of her as she gazed out into the wilderness. Phen plucked a fruit from it's woody stem and munched on it carefully, feeling the juices coat her tongue. It had such a different texture and taste than that of meet.
Although the wind was blowing towards her from the peaks, the strong fragrance hindered her scent somewhat, making it difficult to detect anyone approaching. Still, Phen shrugged it of
Holiday on the Platform The familiar grinding sound of the train’s brakes woke Holiday up. She opened her dream-filmed eyes, looking around the train car with an air of luxury. As usual, the car was empty. She stood up and stretched languidly as the train came to a halt. The doors slid open while she was scratching behind her ear, and the female electronic voice boomed out some gibberish. Outside the window, Holiday could see that this was her stop.Holiday on the Platform18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dainty as she is, she leapt out of the seat, landing with ease. She straightened up and skittered through the doors. She continued on for a short distance and sat down to watch the doors close. They amused her. From her past journeys, she knows the timing on the doors. The woman who was meandering towards them was not going to make it. Nosey was a regular here on the platform. She hardly ever made this train. Holiday had decided she liked being late, and that w
(PC) BrillRunning…(PC) Brill21 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Deep within an unknown forest, there was the sound of dogs barking. The air was thick and heavy with mist and fog. That may be the scientific reason of this feeling but the tense atmosphere was the true cause of this. There were men yelling and shouting over the barks of the dogs.
“She went over here!”
“Damn it. It looks like she crossed the river!”
“She got to have gone up stream then.”
The angry voices of these men slowly died out as they walked farther and farther. The last thing that was heard was the cry of a hound accidentally falling into the rushing river. A hushed silence fell over the forest. For what seemed like hours, the forest slowly returned to its natural, peaceful self. The fog slowly part as the sunlight finally beamed down at the forest floor. Birds of all kind started to return home, singing about what they saw when flying. The land animals had yet to come out of hiding. They were not comp
To Dance with the StormI find myself walking towards the nearest cab, and taking a ride. I completely have no idea where to go, or what to do. Everything in my mind was cloudy, and darkness accompanied me, inside and out. The skies had an unnatural purplish glow at this time of the night, and a distant rumble could be heard. A flash spread across the sky, and lit up the streets. I had a feeling that a heavy rain was coming. It isn't enough to dampen my feelings of hopelessness and desperation.To Dance with the Storm12 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
I pulled out a small amount of cash from my back pocket and gave it to the driver. For a split second I hated the thought of giving the last of my money, and a runaway scheme formed in my head, but with what moral code left in me I shrugged it off and thanked the driver instead for taking me safely to my destination.
I walked a few blocks away from where I had been left off. I saw late-night ladies, with their occasional mini-skirts, flaunting their legs, hoping some guys would pick them up. "Hey baby," I heard them on
Skylar's StaircaseShifting silently, she started shaking. Silver streaked Skylars split strands. She scrutinized suffering spirits she sensed; sunless souls surrounding Skylar. “Stop screaming…” she solicited.Skylar's Staircase20 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
She supposed she should scream, she should sob, she should sweat shock. “Soon…” she said soundlessly. Smoke, swimming smoothly, surrounding schoolgirls’ sorrow. She suppressed scared sadness; shadows slowly shifted, Skylar’d stopped seeing such shadows. Stabbing sensations seemed set, steady suffering. She sat, seemingly shocked speculating surviving safely.
She speculated simple survival.
Skylar’s solitary suffering should stop. She struggled silently. She should succumb…
She suddenly stood. Silent screams stuffed Skylar's skull.
“She shouldn’t stop suffering!”
“Stop sensing strength!”
“Sentiment shall sanction shadows’ silence...”
She siphoned such sentences, separatin
The way we Live ch2"Brown eyes"The way we Live ch255 minutes ago in Short Stories More Like This
My mother died when I was little so I don't remember her that much. But I do remember some things. She had brown hair. Almost as long as mine. I also remember her eyes.
Her eyes were brown like mine. Big brown eyes. They were soft and gentle. Her eyes were bright. I think they had tones of amber too. Her eyes were beautiful.
I remember a time when her and my dad were arguing. I think he was drunk that day. I remember he hit her. The look in her eyes and what he did scared me. My mother's eyes were brown, soft, gentle, and full of love. And fear.
Off to War (1100 Words)The clock always ticks slower right before those big, pivotal, moments of life. In these moments everyone has their own rites and rituals.Off to War (1100 Words)1 hour ago in Short Stories More Like This
John sat, with his head bowed, in front of his locker. His hands gently caressed the golden cross at the end of his rosary and his lips moved silently. He was begging to his true Father to bring him through, to keep him safe, and to make him proud of the man he would be out there. He asked for his Father to make him strong, to allow him to handle the burdens that would be place on his shoulders. John only wanted to follow the path that was laid out before him and that was it.
Jayden was on the other side of the room, sitting on the stool in front of his locker. His eyes were closed and massive headphones covered his ears. The world was shut out of his thoughts as he listened to music. His head bobbed and his heart picked up its pace while his mind prepared for what he was going to face. He didn’t think about exactly instances of what he would
1-hour short: WritingThe teen walked into his room, closing his door behind him, letting out a sigh as the day's worries drifted away for a moment. The enclosed space of his room was a quiet haven; a place he could relax for a little. Slumping over to his bed, he lay down face first in his pillow, relishing its softness and comfiness. How nice.1-hour short: Writing2 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rolling over to look up at the ceiling, he stared at the blank plaster, thinking about what he could do to pass the time. Have a nap? No, he wasn't that tired.. Draw? He wasn't good at drawing.. Play games? Eh, not really allowed now.. Shifting himself in a more upright position, he looked around his room, the boy's eyes settling on something.
His desk. His empty bureau, blank and devoid of accessories. He hadn't written something in a few months now; his excuse was that he had felt burnt out, out of ideas and motivation to write short stories for his friends and to share online. The desk lamp lay off; just collecting dust. Staring at the blank space, he rose from h
LSR: EnduranceVapor loved being a Ninetales. The beauty, the extra tails, and the extravagance. She was highly grateful when her breeder finally handed her the fire stone, telling her she was ready to evolve. She felt as though she had worked so hard to earn this honor and couldn’t possibly pass it up. Now that she was a Ninetales, she liked to think that she had more time to relax. Training was always important and that had been especially true when she was younger, but she also realized the beauty of relaxation and having evolved finally, she figured she deserved a good nap.LSR: Endurance3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
So that’s what Vapor was heading to do, nap. She walking across the open field with lithe and grace, each step she took her paw gently pushing down on the grass, as if she were trying not to bring harm to it. Nearby was a very tall tree, a tree that towered overtop of her. She looked up into the branches, seeing small bird Pokemon nesting in the highest branches. She then approached the tree, wandering underneath i