Break BadBreak Bad13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
<dragonmissy> The gusts of wind hit her face as she was ontop of some rubble Sniff the air and look around thinking of a dog to bring along and get to know as well. She would think of the young dog that helped the other night with the beatings and she never is able to get a conversation out of her. Shes been wanting to talk to the dog for some time. She start moving through the compound and use her nose to find Skelter. Her tail relaxed as she padded through. She hummed in a better mood now from these past days.
<Rubbalite>Skelter was laying underneath a tree at the moment. Her closed eyes and calm posture suggested to others that she was asleep. On the contrary, she was wake and very much aware of her surroundings, she was just merely resting after she had done a little workout. Her mind was going over a couple of thoughts she's been having the last few days now, wondering how to go about doing certain things, when pawsteps comin
Anarchy! - 1x1: FearlessMist and Kirin-JadeLet's continue, shall we?Anarchy! - 1x1: FearlessMist and Kirin-Jade20 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
So we know the three main insane idiots in the side of the multiverse.
Death, Damien, and Mist. Partially evil beauties, each of them.
We'll go off of here in the comments.
Mist was angry as heck. Pure insanity and angry was in her eyes. She kept her wings tightly wrapped around her four children and husband.
Another conversation with Damien. The two remained allies. It was Damien's sister the queen was dealing with here.
"I swear I'll kill her!" she hissed. "That dumb sister of yours! We have to get her."
Captain Skippy Part IIIThe Half Hearted Adventures of The Crazy Captain Skippy, Space Pirate ExtraordinaireCaptain Skippy Part III3 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arch I Part 3:
Put Your Head in My Lap Or Miscellaneous Objects in Other Places
"Have you been wronged by your ex-wife, girlfriend, or other type of legal partner? Did they decided that you were through and take something of extreme value? Have they caused exponential collateral or emotional damage to you, a friend, a neighbor, or a pet?"
Wesley chuckled as he continued to munch on some popcorn. Had Skippy been around he would not have dared to heat it, however, due to the extenuating circumstances of the past eighteen hours, he figured Skippy probably would not mind. He was sitting in the helm chair, which had been moved next to Skippy's chair of command. The view screens normal bleak, spacey background had been replaced with the latest drama's, sitcoms, and news from every location inside the Empire.
"'But James, what can I do to get my money/property/children/sanity back,' How about you give me a ca
Race Customizer TemplatesRace Customizer Templates4 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
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20. TrembleIt's not the fear that gets her in the end. It's the anticipation.20. Tremble6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
They sit, waiting to hear the news. It's like being in an airport, back home - the same feeling of anticipation, of sadness and loneliness and ending (and sometimes beginning). She wound up travelling a lot eventually, and after a while it stopped being an inconvenience and started being a way of life. The baristas and the bartender knew her name, the guys in the electronics shop gave her discounts on her portable chargers, she had a spot to sit in and a port to charge at and she would swear she could see her footprints on the ground that she walked on.
Home stops feeling like home, after a while.
And now, the room feels like it's falling in on her. She stopped shaking, mostly, after the pod landed, and the people inside emerged on shaking legs. She counted heads, stared at faces, hoping and dreading to see a face she knew. She doesn't know if she's glad - not one of them held the face she knew best, t
Short story exerpt for a 40K fluff comp on FB.The boy announced his return by tossing a termagaunts head into the fire, sending a flurry of sparks crackling up into the thick canopy above. As the boy stepped forward into the light, he saw the flames glittering in the eyes of every other boy sitting around the camp. All eyes were fixed on him as the head started to hiss and spit. The flesh bubbling as it roasted.Short story exerpt for a 40K fluff comp on FB.6 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Silently, the boy took a flask from one of the others and gulped down some of the water. Then, as silently as he had arrived, turned and dissappeared back into the darkness.
Excitement rippled through the rest of the boys as they gathered their weapons, cut down their hammocks and doused the fire.
The seven boys stalked through the trees, following the trail left by the eighth. Small nicks in the trunks of trees, barely visible to most. Yet, the sliver of light wood made visible beneath the bark was as good as a neon sign to them.
They had been training for this day since they were born. honing their skills with their chos
Cable Laid - part 4 Matthew skidded around the corner, nearly dropping Cameron as he did. Emma was already there, waiting apprehensively for him. Steadying himself, Matthew paused to catch his breath, but Emma tugged at his sleeve, urging him to keep moving.Cable Laid - part 47 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Hold on, I need-”
“Matt, there was a Teratorn chasing you! He had a s-”
Right then, they were both illuminated by a blinding light. Matthew stumbled back and tried to cover his eyes. He could vaguely see a figure holding a flashlight, but his pupils were searing from the sudden change light. Just as they began to adjust, the flashlight was shut off, and Matthew was plunged into darkness again. With so many changes in light, Matthew and Emma were somewhat dazed, and they had to rub their eyes to get rid of the irritation. When the darkness finally corrected itself, Matthew was a
A Critique on the Politics of the Empire"Have you ever played the game of politics? It is to invite the destruction of one's own self. It is to be predator and prey at once. You are a predator looking to take down the weakest you see before you while being surrounded by parasites and carrion beast trying to feed off your success while also taking jabs at any and every weakness you present with you even realizing it. To be a politician is be amongst the most foul and wicked beings in existence. It is to be among the countless corrupt and incompetent who were able to rise to their posts through deceit and money. While I say incompetent that would be a lie for I have learned that their are no idiots in politics, only cleaver fools. They put up a charade to lure one into a false sense of security for them to destroy you before you even realize what has transpired. The dumber they look and act, the more dangerous they are. This is not a game one should take lightly for you would not last long if you do. It is a sick game yes, butA Critique on the Politics of the Empire12 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ask-Box #06: CaelaSephyra To FiremagmaAsk-Box #06: CaelaSephyra To Firemagma13 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Le démon du feu se réveillait doucement au milieu de son matelas de deux mètre sur deux. Ce dernier était rembourré en plume d’ange, offrant un confort totale.
A côté de lui sur une table de nuit en marbre, reposait une carte imprimée de l’Europe où la Suisse était entourée au feutre rouge.
Tranquillement il se leva et s’étira de tout son corps alors qu’il était encore torse nu (clin d’œil Sephy, clin d’œil). On pouvait y vor les quelques cicatrices des rares coups qu’il avait subis avec tant de violence qu’elles ne c’étaient jamais totalement refermées.
S’habillant rapidement, il s’équipa et plia la carte dans l’une de ses poches avant de sortir. La petite fillette l’attendait déjà.
« Bonjour Monsieur Démon. Vous êtes un lève-tard, il est déj
A New FamilyAnother busy day had ended. Yet again Snake had spent his day behind bars while people had stared at him calling him names such as “freak” “horrific” and “Abomination” He had grown used to such names but that still didn't lessen the pain. Watching as the sun went down and the sky changing colors Snake sat against the far side of his small habitat wondering how many days this had made that he had been kept captive here as part of some traveling freak show.A New Family18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sinking lower into his thoughts he lowered his head down onto his knees and choked back a sob.
“Cheer up.” Said a small voice. Snake lifted his head to see one of his snake friends, Wordsworth staring back at him.
“One day we will find a way to be free, jusssst you wait.”
At this statement Snake just lowered his head again while in an attempt to comfort him Wordsworth wrapped himself around Snakes shoulders in a scarf formation.
Having lived in a cage most his life do to his
Cable Laid - part 3 Amanda didn't know how long she had been standing at the top of the stairs. As the the noises of conflict sounded directly below her, she found herself frozen in a self-made cage. In the rush of finding out that their friends were still alive, Nate, Kevin, and Yara seemed to have forgotten that Amanda did not have any weapons, let alone know how to use any. As the three of them ran down the stairs and into battle, Amanda tried to follow, but, with each step she took down the stairs, the Teratorns and their guns grew louder, and Amanda's heart only raced even more. And so, she was stuck at the top of the stairs, constantly moving back and forth between racing downstairs and remaining in safety. She would tell herself to go downstairs on the count of five, only to stop at four; she would take a few steps down the stairs and end up taking even more in the opposite direction. She was finally managing a few more steps than usual when a barrage of bulletCable Laid - part 37 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cable Laid - part 2 “What the hell was that?” Alex blurted as the car sped down the empty highway.Cable Laid - part 27 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Be quiet and let me drive,” Mr. Johnson demanded, still pushing his foot down on the pedal as far as it would go.
“It just... flew off,” Alex started, looking after the gunship as its tail disappeared over some trees a few dozen yards back.
“It went towards the school,” Matthew added.
“Which means it'll be back soon,” Alex told him.
“After it kills everybody in the there,” Matthew responded.
The car slowed down as Mr. Johnson nodded and met Matthew's gaze. A tacit message was sent from Matthew's eyes, but Mr. Johnson's face was stone, and Matthew couldn't tell what he was thi
Cable Laid - part 1 It wasn't the darkening skies that got to him. He was used to them at this point. Lorenze could stare out at the dying sun for as long as he wanted, and he wouldn't care. The dead creatures that crawled around in the dark were threats that he knew how to deal with. The silence – that was something else.Cable Laid - part 18 hours ago in Short Stories More Like This
The car had been quiet for most of the day. The only thing breaking the monotony was Lorenze quietly tapping his drumsticks against his rubber practice pad. Michael had taken the wheel from Nikhil, who now slept in the passenger's seat. Annie, the peculiar blond girl they had met hardly a day ago, sat silently in the back of the hummer, even though there was an empty seat next to Lorenze. She seemed content to stay on her own. Normally, Dave would be driving, his ecstatic personality charging up the car and its cargo like a live wire. He would be starting conversations, shouting at random things pass