Wakfu - The Companions ch. 01Wakfu - The Companions ch. 012 months ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Why hello, stranger! Pleasure to make your acquaintance. Hmm? Y-yes! Yes, I am Cypress. ...yes, I am he... Heh, my story? That's a rather unusual request. No, I am not at all opposed; it's just rare I'm asked to tell that tale. Because you see, it is not just my story. I am a part of it, but it is about so many more than just myself. It is our story, the tale of the Companions. So, it'd be rather selfish to call it just my story. It does however, begin with me and the day I left home..."
The young Sadida man waved a hand impatiently, as though trying to shake off some irritating insect. He had to finish copying down the map while he could, and he didn't want to make any mistakes, especially considering the map's age made it hard to read already. Gods have mercy on him, why didn't he have anything big enough to copy the details
Wakfu drabble: Hands Off"That's enough."Wakfu drabble: Hands Off4 months ago in Drama More Like This
Flesh met flesh with a sound smack that rang in the darkness. The sound alone made Avis flinch again, and it was only the fact her shock and surprise outweighed the terror she felt that prompted her to open an eye.
The Cra was half-obscured, blocked by a deceptively slender frame, and the hand that had been reaching for the young Iop knight was held at bay, wrist caught in the grasp of another powerful hand calloused from years of fighting and hard labor. Taias's ears fell back slightly, rigid against his dirty-blond locks as he looked from Avis to the Sacrier, confusion etched on his handsome face.
"You again?" He scoffed in exasperation, scowling. "Look, Jadir, just because you have no interest in romance or flirtations or anything else like it doesn't mean you get to shove your personal views off on the rest of us."
Avis dared to raise her head a bit, trying to angle herself to get a good look at Jadir's face. The Sacrier had a tendency to lo
Wakfu: Kalmia Blossom preludeWakfu: Kalmia Blossom prelude3 weeks ago in Drama More Like This
Honestly I don’t even know what I was expecting or hoping for. That things would change? That maybe this time it would go differently? That perhaps for once, for the first time in my many lifetimes, I would finally be heard? That the logic and wisdom behind my choices and my actions would be acknowledged and accepted?
It was a fool’s errand, and perhaps it always had been.
Thinking on it, perhaps I had been wrong to confront Adamaï without Yugo present. I had worried Yugo’s sense of justice would have gotten in my way, but perhaps instead I wove my own ruin by underestimating how suspicious Adamaï was growing. Honestly, I should have anticipated that from the start. Adamaï has never been one to trust as easily as Yugo.
My stomach twists uncomfortably in my anger. There is no cold or heat in the White Dimension, but I feel an old burning deep in every fiber of my being. I curl in on myself tig
MMPotO...in 15 minutesMusical! Meta Phantom of the OperaMMPotO...in 15 minutes5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In 15 Minutes
Warning: This parody contains mild spoilers for M!MPotO (as if everybody didn't already know the plot) and VERY strong language.
[A public auction is being held at a nasty burned-down decrepit old opera house. The horrifically old Vicomte Retro de Chagny is wheeled into the auction. A woman, who is clearly an immortal Madame Giry because she is played by Chuva and Chuva looks nothing like Honey who plays Meg Giry, notices Retro but does not go to him.]
Auctioneer! Blade Knight: Hmm lot fwubba gwubba 665 fwubba gwubba creepy ugly-ass monkey hubba bubba vaults of the opera house. Fwubba gwubba takers?
Madame Chuva Giry: Me, me!
Retro's official nurse [we know she is an official nurse because she wears a gigantic stork-like white nurse hat]: Him, him!
Blade: Sold! Fwubba gwubba ancient gentlemen wubba flying nun. Let's see grubba blubba lot 666, hubba bubba chandelier in pieces
All Cats Have Asperger SyndromAll Cats Have Asperger SyndromeAll Cats Have Asperger Syndrom6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
By Kathy Hoopmann
The First Signs of Asperger Syndrome are usually picked up very young.
An Asperger child looks at the world in his own unique way.
He likes to be near those he loves...
But doesn't want them to hold him...
Preferring squishy places to a hug.
Instead of coming to people for comfort he may be overly attached to a toy...
Or a pet.
It's possible he may be extra adventurous with no sense of danger...
And he uses up some of his nine lives all too quickly.
An Asperger child often has exceptionally good hearing...
And loud sounds and sudden movements may scare him.
His other senses can be heightened too, such as touch...
Yet things that bother other people may not bother him.
He's often fussy about what he eats...
And wants the same food presented in the same way day after day.
He isn't interested in the things other kids his age do...
When he's forced to mix, he doesn't know how.
Other kids make friends...
But don't invite him to pl
Song of Serenity: The Departure"You left in quite a hurry."Song of Serenity: The Departure2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sho leaned against the door frame of Felicity's cottage bedroom, watching her frantically packing her necessities. His Gobgob, hovered patiently over his shoulder.
"You drew attention to me." Felicity never looked up from her packing. "I had no idea that you would draw that much attention just walking through the village! I had to get out of there."
"What's wrong with attention, Fella?" He ran a hand down the doorframe, feeling the wood. "If anything, it's preparing you for the admiration of your countless, adoring fans. Besides, I warned you before we got here..."
"I know, I know." Felicity stopped packing, for a moment, and stared into her bag. "You're well-known. A famous talent manager and agent." She glanced up at him. "And apparently an inamorato."
Sho couldn't help hiding a smirk. "What can I say. I love the ladies and the ladies love me."
Felicity shook her head as she picked up her Haven Bag and draped it over her shoulder. "Well, can you no
His GuidanceThose TwoHis Guidance2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Joris adjusted his fur mantle with a light tug while exhaling quietly through his nose, the voices which sounded all around him dampening the tunes which were played to add to the charm of the festivities of this day. He hadn’t thought that this many people would attend, no matter that several important figure heads had not bothered to show up, as expected. He had already wrapped up whatever business he had with any of the present representatives, his presence no longer required but he lingered for several reasons while keeping himself in the background. He had stood silent and unnoticed for a long while until he caught a glimpse of someone in particular among the people who had gathered within the courtyard, peering past the edge of his hood to the woman conversing with a noble from Amakna.
The shaking of her head and the apologetic smile she had indicated she was declining an offer before she politely courtesied for the bearde
Chapter 01 - A fatal misstakeWakfuChapter 01 - A fatal misstake1 month ago in Drama More Like This
The Sword art of a kind Iop.
Chapter 01 - A fatal misstake.
''Damnit!'' ... Only one small Boowolf all week ... sigh ... It's worse then I had ever dared to hope for, and even worse if I don't get together enough money to pay this week's rent for my room ... I will pray to all the gods that I just suddenly happen upon a large sack of kamas who someone don't mind me taking.''
Said the Iop with a tired voice, exhausted and tired, he began walking back to the village, while draging the recently dead Boowolf after himself in the snow back to the small village only trader that would agree to trade with him, to either buy or sell various goods.
As the sun starts to go down for the day, and it's small warmth disappear, the dark cold night began to sweep in and swallow up all that sun for hours cast it's light upon, and with the dark night followed of course by a more frosty and stinging cold than the one during sunlight.
However, All light wouldn't disappear, during auroran light the sk
The Odd KeystoneThe Odd Keystone5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nurse Joy looked up in horror as he burst through the doors of the Pokecenter. A young, teenage boy approached her, spazzing and seizing uncontrollably. In his hand he, he gripped a large stone. His fingers clenched around it as though losing it would result in disaster. Nurse Joy ran to the boy's side as he collapsed on the floor. She held him gently in her arms as he continued to have uncontrollable seizures. Between spasms, he began to sputter.
"The voices .the voices ..the .voices .."
Nurse Joy noticed his eyes shift to focus on the stone in his hand. She looked at it curiously.
"This stone? What is it? What is it doing to you?"
She reached for the stone, but the boy only gripped it tighter, sputtering, "The .voices!"
Nurse Joy rushed him to a bed and called for a doctor. Within the hour, the doctor arrived at the Pokecenter.
"What is the problem?" He asked. "You seemed panicked."
"It's this boy," gasped the frantic nurse. "He just keeps seizing! And
A Moonlit NightAs she walked along the ringent landA Moonlit Night5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She held the moonlight in her hand
She looked upon a falling star
In the lofty sky so far
She squeezed the moonlight that she held
And from the star she felt compelled
To dance along the sandy beach
To feel the sea spray on her feet
The waves that crashed upon the shore
Feeling far more mirthful than before
The moonlight shined upon her hair
Glistening in the open air
As she sprinted on along the sand
She opened up her moon filled hand
She grasped the moonlight in the air
It cloaked her body everywhere
The moonlight drenched her livid skin
The water splashed against her shins
She spread apart her arms out wide
To clasp the moonlight starry eyed
She gripped it tightly in her arms
Embracing it like a precious charm
She gazed into the cloudless sky
The moon shone brightly way up high
And as she watched the pale moon
And letting out a reposed swoon
She continued along the ringent land
Holding the moonlight in her hand
Wakfu: Something Wicked - PreludeWakfu: Something Wicked - Prelude3 months ago in Horror More Like This
Not all monsters of the darkest design are born colored so, but fall under shadow without warning...
The young Iop knight looked up at the faded, crumbling mosaic on the wall, her green eyes wide as she read the red-and-black inscription. Something about the art gave her chills and it wasn't just the words "remember the Forsaken, lest he rise again." The Sacrier warrior depicted in the mosaic looked crazed, euphoric with bloodlust and a frenzy that belonged on a battlefield, not at the slaughter of innocents. Avis shuddered; it didn't feel right.
"Hey, what's wrong, Fire-ball?" A kind voice said softly nearby, trailing off as its owner drew near and looked up at the mosaic in horror beside her. Avis couldn't bring herself to tear her eyes away from the sinister art, not even to regard the Eniripsa she valued as an elder sister figure. The image of the wild-eyed Sacrier was somehow too mesmerizing, even as horrifying as it was.
"Jadir," Verenia found
Song of Serenity: An Unexpected ProposalSong of Serenity: An Unexpected Proposal5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
He took his time, walking down the calm road, taking in everything around him. The sunlight reflected off his sunglasses as he looked at the surrounding countryside. This was his time away from the hustle and bustle of Bonta life. When he wanted to be left alone, he would sometimes come to Amakna for the peace and quiet, given the exception to the serene sounds that nature offered. As he continued his stroll, he heard a sound abnormal to nature that made him pause. Following his eyes to the sound, he spotted her.
Felicity sat in the grass, as always, singing her lullaby with the harmonic sounds of nature around her. She seemed off in her own world, ignoring everything except the music. Her voice was soft, she didn't sing loudly, and it was almost difficult to hear her lyrics. He slowly approached her, careful not to make sound so as not to interrupt the song, and stood over her, listening intently. He closed his eyes and took it in. A soft, beautiful voice. It was impressive, calming.
Avi's TaleAvi's Tale5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
She sat in the high branch of a tree in Ilex Forest. The sun was shining brightly between the branches of the trees, but still the forest appeared dark. She glanced down at the little, secluded shrine. The shrine had been erected in honor of her. A show of gratitude from the people of Azalea Town for protecting their beautiful forest. She gazed down upon it for minutes. The minutes turned to hours, and before long the sun was setting and the forest was growing darker. Sadness befell her. Despite the shrine built in her honor, she felt a loneliness about her. Although she protected the Ilex Forest, it seemed that no one ever even knew she existed. She was merely a legend. A myth. Woodland sprites did not exist. Occasionally, a trainer would pass by the shrine and look upon it in awe and amazement. The little shrine was secluded deep into the forest and was a trial to find. Brush and trees had grown up around it making it nearly invisible to those who made it far enough into the forest t
Song of Serenity: SolitaryQuiet, reserved, and withdrawn. The impression that the young Cra gave the other villagers wasn't always a good one. In their minds, she was uppity when in reality she was very timid. Her longing to befriend others was impeded by her apprehensions. No one knew what had happened to her family, but the loss created a fear. She wasn't ready to risk losing more people in her life. She never discussed it with anyone else and thus the village knew nothing about her behavior. They avoided her. In her mind, perhaps it was for the better. She wouldn't have to risk attempting a conversation or any social interactions.Song of Serenity: Solitary5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Outside the village was a quaint little countryside. A road to Traff Algar Square led through the area, but the traffic was fairly mild, and it was typically very peaceful and quiet in the area, with only surrounding sounds of nature. Even the small village was sometimes too much for the Cra, so she would escape here to be alone. She would settle herself in the grass and listen to
Death Note: Blue Smoke 1Death Note: Blue Smoke 18 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Round the ring of roses
Pots full of posies,
The one stoops the last
Shall tell whom she loves the best!
The group of children all fell backwards in unison, erupting into a fit of giggles as they did so. The last to touch the ground was a small black-haired boy. The rest of the children pointed and urged him to spill the secret of who he had a crush on; he blushed and looked away shyly, his dark eyes not daring to catch the gaze of any of his friends.
Ryuuzaki has a girlfriend! Ryuuzaki has a girlfriend!
Ryuuzakis cheeks darkened in further embarrassment and he shook his head furiously at the notion. No I dont!
Well then, do you like someone.
Whats her name?
Ryuuzaki glanced shyly around the room, apparently searching for someone in particular. Hed lost the game, and so was obligated to reveal his secret crush to the rest of the children he was playing with; if he didnt
Laughter -Kirby Super Star-He hated being laughed at.Laughter -Kirby Super Star-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sometimes he felt like he was born just to be laughed at. The way he looked, the way he sounded, the way he acted.. even when it was entirely unintentional, they would still laugh at him. It didn't matter how many times they apologized or tried to be his friend. He knew the way they were. They just saw him as a joker, a clown, a jester. And they'd just laugh again, that same cruel laugh.
So he would try and make it seem like he wanted them to laugh. He'd ride around on a big ball and dress up in silly clothes. It's better when they're laughing with you, not at you, right? And that's what he tried. He tried his hardest to laugh with them at his foolish antics. He really, really tried. But things don't always work out the way you want them to.
Then there was the pink one. It was everyone's hero, this smiling little orb of happiness. And he hated it. He hated it just as much as he hated being laughed at. Why does the pink one get all of the recognition, all of t
Porky's Super Cool Journal..Porky's Super Cool Journal of Why He is So Awesome and How He Made the World a Better Place. ...and he's Super Cool. Part 1Porky's Super Cool Journal..6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Day 1: The time machine won't time travel anymore. What a piece of junk. You'd think that with Giygas gone and all I'd be the best thing alive in the whole universe, but apparently this stupid time machine doesn't think so. I insulted it a lot today. I sure showed it, stupid time machine.
Now I'm stranded here in some hick village. It reminds me of home, with the exception of my loving mother and my goody-two shoes neighbor. I'm bored.
Day 2: I modified the machine so I can walk around and stuff. Walking is for chumps! I'll just let the machine do all the work for me, I AM the best thing in the universe after all! I met some guy called Locria. That's a stupid named. Stupid stupid stupid. After
BirthA sudden noise from the lounge had Luis wake up from his slumber, his eye above the entry of the bazaar opening slowly before his sight adjusted to see everything focused. He blinked slowly as he looked around to try and figure out what had awoken him until he could hear a soft yelp coming from upstairs. The eye closed as the Shushu shifted himself to another part of the house, forming himself in the wall which overlooked the lounge. He frowned as the first thing he saw was someone laying partially on the floor, trying to keep themselves up by leaning on the low table which stood in the middle of the room.Birth7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was Alys, the Eliatrope which had moved in a few months ago and she appeared to be struggling with something, panting heavily.
Luis watched for a moment to try and figure out what was wrong, asking with a thoughtful tone to his voice,“ what happened?”
“Luis… I--the baby,” the Eliatrope panted, having the push the words from her throat as air suddenly
DepressionTrapped in darkness,Depression7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Like a tiny box closing in, choking me.
They call it nothing,
But we few sufferers call it depression,
A black gaping hole in our lives,
They call it attention seeking, we call it life
Chapter 1 - The journey's first steps.Chapter 1 - The Journey’s first step.Chapter 1 - The journey's first steps.6 months ago in Drama More Like This
Among the beautiful Sadidas Quarter, in a wonderful simple house our story would begin, this home was the resident where Cleophee, Evangelyne and their mother Eleina live together.
The accommodation was to the outside maybe a bit slightly worn with years, but it still had its charm, to the small family it was their home and they loved it the way it was, and where had they lived for a long time.
Evangelyne had just returned home after a short briefing, but she had important matter and thoughts with her home visit.
As Evangelyne came in through the front door of the house it was all quiet, not a sound throught the whole house could be heard, she took her boots off and she took a quick look in to the house, among the great room and the house kitchen, but she knew from the very beginning where she would start looking for her sister.
Up the house stairs, and in the room to the left was her little sister's Cleophee’s room, as she came up from
Firestar's LivesThis was/is an old post from a comment on wewtXD's art, That's what I call Progress.Firestar's Lives6 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I'm posting it here because people have seemed to become interested in his lives left. These are my calculations, feel free to agree or disagree.
Personally, I love Firestar.
And I have been keeping a careful eye on his exploits.
WARRIOR- nine moons
DEPUTY- Around two years?
LEADER- I'd say two and 3/4?
MIDNIGHT- four years
SUNSET- four years, 1/2
THE SIGHT- five years, one moon
SUNRISE- [kits born in winter, winter came around... twice, I think] seven years.
THE FOURTH APPRENTICE- since they seem to be starting off as apprentices, I'd have to say that seven to eight moons will pass, so he will be almost eight years old.
LIFE ONE- Battle with BloodClan (Darkest Hour)
LIFE TWO- SkyClan (Firestar's Quest)
LIFE THREE- Tree (Dawn, while saving ShadowClan)
LIFE FOUR- Greencough epidemic (Long Shadows)
LIFE FIVE- Fox (The Fourth Apprentice)
LIFE SIX- Russetfur (Fading Echoes)
So I have to say he has
D a R k W h I t ED a R k W h I t E4 years ago in Horror More Like This
This started in the cold winter One of my favorite games was Pokémon White for the DS, which has the great and powerful Zekrom.
A lot of my friends say I look like the Pokémon trainer White, with my hair and eyes; but besides that, let get on with the story
One day, my Pokémon White disappeared I always thought my brother took it to make a quick buck by selling it and it was true, he did steal it! Then, a few days later, my brother was discovered murdered.
For some reason, I was glad
The next day me and my parents move my brother stuff to our house I went to my brother room to move a couple boxes to the car Then, I saw a small box under my brother bed. When I went to open it, I saw my Pokémon White cartage.
I was happy when I first saw it I was dying to play it once more! But there were bloody fingerprints on the cartage, so I just simply decided to clean it with my t-shirt. "It looks brand new again!" I said to
Meta Knight X Fumu 3Meta Knight put down his gituar and turned twards Fumu and slowly leaned in for a kiss. Fumu, not exactly knowing or believing what's going on was processing thought when his met hers. Suprised she kissed him back.Meta Knight X Fumu 36 years ago in General More Like This
Meta Knight drew back, "You are very beautiful Fumu."
"Thank you" she giggled before Meta Knight picked her up and went walking down the beach. As he walked a small open hut appeared over the horison. A small red candle flickered underneath the hut. A large blue egg chair was also underneath the hut. Meta Knight sat Fumu down in the large chair and got a blanket out of a trap door.
"Here" he said as he wrapped the blanket around Fumu. "This will keep you warm." He pulled a lever on the small section of wall and the roof drew apart revealing the vast beauty of the night sky. He then sat in the chair next to Fumu. She leaned on him and snuggled up to him. Meta Knight just smiled and wrapped his arms around her.
"You are a very special person Fumu." He said sweetly, "Very intel
Meta Knight X Fumu 2As Meta Knight rowed the boat out into the lake Fumu poked at the water. Soon a small illumination appeared. As the outline of the island came into veiw Meta Knight rowed into the dock. He then got out and tied the boat to the docking post and offered his hand to Fumu. She kindly took it and he helped her out of the boat. As they walked down the beach Kine swam up.Meta Knight X Fumu 26 years ago in General More Like This
"Oh...Uh, hello Kine. How are you?"
"Just fine thank you! Oh what a beautiful night this is! Why with all the candles on the water's surface and fire flies flying about it is just so romantic. Wouldn't you say?"
"Why don't you come take a swim with me?"
"I'd rather not. But thanks anyway."
"Well Meta Knight here-"
"Meta Knight! META KNIGHT?!? YOU ARE GOING TO HANG OUT WITH THAT GOOD FOR NOTHING SCUM INSTEAD OF ME!?!?!!?" Angrily Meta Knight drew his sword and began to slice Kine.
"Wait Meta Knight!" Fumu cried desprately, "He is just a fish. He has no idea how wonderful you are."