Requiem: Death LettersRequiem: Death Letters4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leeds is the first awake. Shadows of his dreams still echo in his eyes when he paces into the kitchen and startles her.
"You're too quiet." She smiles.
He doesn't. "Did you sleep?"
"I couldn't," she says.
He just nods. She pours him coffee. He drowns it in milk and sugar. They welcome the morning in companionable silence.
"I wanted to be there for him." It's a whisper. He stares at the coffee mug in his hands, seeing something very different. "I saw him get hit. I wanted to be there so bad. I would have gone in, but Vance held me back. Probably saved my life.
"Zack." He stops, almost overwhelmed, then forces himself to go on. "I would do anything for him. I would die for him. But I couldn't be there." His eyes are rimmed with tears.
She lays her hand over his.
Leeds wipes his face.
The Fall of Ariamis …Priscilla.The Fall of Ariamis2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I will keep you safe.
I will keep you company.
Do you remember all those years ago – when we first met? I remember it perfectly. I was so very close. So very, very close to my last shred of sanity snipping. And then I saw a peculiar little girl in white dress – you. Your left hand was occupied by a tattered doll. Your right was wet from wiping your tears. Your eyes began to water again, but I caught it for you that time. I still had a shred of humanity left, gnawing at my heart's strings to care for you, to pity, and to comfort. You were scared by my face, but I mustered a smile, and told you not to fear. You told me that you were lonely, that you were unloved.
And from that point on, I never left your side.
Do you remember all those years ago – when I saved your life? I remember it perfectly. The cursed fellow had threatened you, and I had intervened. You were bigger, but still, I needed to protect you. He chased you up the tower,
Fortitude And Faith“Nileas!” Ausrius bellowed again. He could find no trace of his fellow, even with his enhanced senses, and helmet overlay. No trace of the daemon either.Fortitude And Faith3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He surveyed the cavern again, slowly re-examining all the corners. He checked the load in his bolter, and advanced, weapon at the ready, continuing to scan in visible light, infrared, and wireframe overlay. The ripples and folds of the tunnel played tricks on the mind, casting odd shadows and concealing entire caverns behind seemingly solid formations of stone.
“Nileas,” he voxed again. “Brother, do you copy?” Likewise the dense rock played havoc with the vox net. He had no contact with his squad commander, or Imperial forces on the surface, and, up until a quarter-hour ago, only intermittent contact with his battle brother, and that plagued by static. Now it seemed that too was gone.
The Problems With Stories Written by TeenagersDon't be offended at the title. "Teenagers" is just my way of saying "people who write unprofessional/shallow stories." Not all teenagers write shallow stories, it just sounds catchier.... Anyway.The Problems With Stories Written by Teenagers2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The first thing I want to make clear is: I'm not talking about anything mechanical in this deviation. Grammar/spelling is important (obviously), but that point has been beaten to death by people on the internet already. My purpose, as always, is to talk about the stories themselves, regardless of the way they are communicated. Whether it be through written word or on-the-spot narration, I believe there are certain tricks to telling good stories. Not rules, mind you. Tricks.
I don't believe that telling good stories is about what you "should" do, rather than what you shouldn't. Example: people generally hate Mary Sues, right? Well, sometimes I notice things that are "like" Mary Sues, in the sense that they're equally as shallow/unprofessional ways of telling stories. The purpose of this deviat
Mercenary 1-1MERCENARYMercenary 1-13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Blood is Beauty
Release One: Pages 1 - 3
THE COLD AIR in Baron Rorke's study did little to calm his nerves. He was expecting visitors this night and they were not the best of company. A shiver of dread ran down his spine and he spent most of the twilight hours staring out of a large window which stood behind his writing desk. It was amazing, he felt, how quickly a man could become attached to a life of luxury; only to be made painfully aware of how easy it was to lose it. War was always a frightening thing, even more so when one had the knowledge and sense to realise that it was no longer an exercise of glory, but a simple festival of bloodshed and cold murder. In war it did not matter if you impaled a stranger on the edge of your sword, such a thing would be punishable in any city or country, but in times of war it became an accepted norm. If the man in front of you wore a different colour, then it was alright to kill him, it was alright to rip him apart fo
Zombie Country. Chapter 2.Zombie Country. Chapter 2.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Should we all go?" Splash asked.
"No, that'd be too dangerous." Vex sighed, he looked at Arya and then her body, Arya gave him a look and Vex caught it.
"No, no, maybe you should go because you're smaller." Vex suggested and Splash scoffed.
"But she's a female!"
"That doesn't matter. She's smaller so she has less a chance of being seen and-," Vex started but Splash cut him off.
"I don't care if she's smaller! I'm smarter!" Splash hissed.
"If zombies go after her, she probably has a chance of slipping between small spaces and getting away. Or even hiding." Vex hissed and Splash folded his arms.
Arya opened the back of the truck, the streets were deserted and a few of the shops windows had been smashed open. Vex handed her a large bag, "Just incase you find anything. Just get things that you think we'd need."
She slipped out of the truck with her bow in hand and the bag strapped to her back. Vex and Splash watched her as she pushed open the stores door gently and slid inside.
Death Battle: Luffy vs. PopeyeDeath Battle: Luffy vs. Popeye1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
All was calm as a massive galleon cruised across the ocean's surface, its lion-head bowsprit and straw-hat wearing Jolly Roger noticeable anywhere. From its deck, one could hear merry music from a fiddle, and the members of the crew either singing or dancing along to it.
Joining them in the festivities was the captain of this ship known to all as "Thousand Sunny". That captain was none other than the famed Straw-Hat Luffy.
The song came to an end and the skeletal fiddler took a bow, his art complete. If he had a proper face, he would have smiled at the cheers.
“WOW!” Luffy said with a broad smile, “Play it again!”
Yet as the crew celebrated, a simple-looking steamboat was coming across their path up ahead. At first, the crew paid no mind to it. That all changed because, just when the skeleton
Mandalorian: Prologue STAR WARS: MANDALORIANMandalorian: Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Original Concept and Characters © Keigan
Star Wars and other related trademarks © LucasFilm Ltd.
STAR WARS: MANDALORIAN TAKES PLACE APPROXIMATLEY 82
YEARS AFTER THE BATTLE OF YAVIN.
The galaxy is in a state of unrest as yet another Galactic
Civil War is dawning on the horizon. The savage Empire ruled by Emperor Fel and
allied with the evil Lord Nex of the Sith has left the Galactic Alliance at
their breaking point. Law and Corruption is rampant throughout the galaxy and
the Galactic Senate has been forced to relocate to Mon Calamari, a far more
suitable environment for political meetings of such magnitude. This solution is
only short term however and power may shift at any time.
The same can be said for the planet Mandalore. Since joining
the Jedi Coalition, Mandalore has experienced growth of the Mandalorian-Jedi
community there, having the two cultures merge so deeply
The Clockwork ManNo wind stirred the leaves of the trees; the forest was entirely still save, for the clattering of a young girl. She was hopelessly lost, and been so all day since entering the woods. Her small feet rustled the leaves as she walked on timidly through the trees. Her fine dress was now torn and tattered by clinging brambles and thorns.The Clockwork Man2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It seemed to be getting dark, though she could not tell for certain, as the woods seemed to play tricks with the light. In any case, she was now tired and thoroughly hopeless of finding her way out before the sun had set. She sat down against the trunk of a great tree and began to sob.
“What am I to do?” she cried. “I am so lost, I don’t think I could ever get out.”
“I know the way,” croaked a mysterious voice from up above.
Startled, she looked up to see an enormous, gnarled old crow perched in the branches above her.
“Do you really?” she said.
“Of course I do,” the ancient bird replied.
Build Your Own New World Order Conspiracy Theory!1. Who are the villains in your theory? Choose one or more of the following.Build Your Own New World Order Conspiracy Theory!1 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
-Skull and Bones
-Council on Foreign Relations
-Jews(If you don't wanna sound anti-semetic,just use the term "International Bankers" instead)
-Bohemian Club and/or Bohemian Grove
2. What's their progress so far?
-Already control the world
-Trying to take over the world and they must be stopped!
3. How are they gonna take over the world or reveal that they own the world? Choose one of the following.
4. What other evil things are they gonna do/already doing? Choose one or more of the following.
-Bring the Antichrist to power
-Persecute Evangelical/Fundie Christians
-Bring about sexual immorality
-Fabricate/Create global warming(If you chose this,read up on question 4a.)
-Brainwash us(If you cho
The Problem with Self Inserts The Problem with Self InsertsThe Problem with Self Inserts 2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
There is nothing wrong with inserting yourself into a story. Like anything, it can be well done or... not so well done. The fact is, the majority of people who tend to write about self inserts happen to be beginners. Naturally, that causes there to be a pattern of certain, specific mistakes that are frequently found whilst reading anything on the internet. The purpose of this deviation isn't to say that self inserts are bad. I'm simply going to point out the most common mistakes that we usually encounter.
1. Making ourselves better than we really are.
Don't be fooled by the word "better." This can be replaced with mysterious, deep, dark, tragic, romantic, lovable... anything we want. Maybe a mix of a few of those things. The point is, the version of ourselves will be biased.
2. Not making anything bad happen to yourself
Let's talk about the word "bad." Does this mean something, perhaps, like... getting a disease? No. It means anything that interferes with
Becoming the TigerOctober 7thBecoming the Tiger6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bob Cartman kept a tiger in a cage behind his house. He also had a big Rottweiler that lived on a ten-foot chain in the front of his property, and slept with a loaded shotgun propped against his bed. No one knew if he lived under a constant paranoia of being robbed or if it was the result of an overdose of the natural desire to display his machismo. No one bothered to ask.
The tiger was a massive male of the Siberian variety. In his ever-abundant creativity, Bob had dubbed him Stripes. The dog didn't fare much better. His name was Killer.
Stripes was a friendly cat, when he was in the right mood. Bring him out a piece of chicken and he would come up to the bars, rubbing his face against the cold metal and moaning an enthusiastic greeting. Bob liked to complain that he wasn't vicious enough, that he lacked the killer instinct of a ferocious jungle beast. He found many faults with Stripes in fact, from the cost of feeding to the habit the creature had of keeping him up
Nagisa x reader | FlirtNagisa x reader | Flirt1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"(y/n)!" A certain perky voice called your name running up to you on the sidewalk.
You slowed your pace so that Nagisa could have a chance to catch up to where you were walking.
"When are we going to work on the project (y/n)-chan?" Looking over at you and into your (e/c) eyes he asked you the question you had been dreading.
The project the two of you were partnered up to do was due in a month, but you liked to get things done as soon as possible.
"Well uh..." The problem wasn't that you didn't like Nagisa, but because you did. You had a crush on him since the beginning of the year and when you were partnered with him you didn't know what to do. You were on the shy side, and even more so around him, and you had only talked to Nagisa a few times but that consisted of the project and other subjects, but he considered you a friend. Only a friend.
"(y/n)-chan!!" The perky blonde said stepping in front of you blocking your way.
"Why don't I come over to your house now (y/n)-chan?" He
PreservationPreservationPreservation3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Pairing: Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens
Warnings: Some angst
'If my father could only see the army ' John Laurens paused to observe the assorted groups of soldiers hovering around each other for warmth as the cold breezed through Valley Forge, leaving men shivering in their tattered uniforms and inadequate blankets. 'If Congress could see the army, see the disease and famine, the provision wagons would arrive quicker than we could request them.'
Beside him, Alexander Hamilton observed, 'As long as Congress must beg from the states, it makes no difference whether provisions are detained for two days or two weeks, for they would rather we starve than relinquish authority to Congress.'
Laurens looked at his friend. 'How grave, even for you. I miss your agreeable nonsense.'
'You dream of glory as much as I, my dear Laurens," said Hamilton. 'There is none to be found here.' Adjusting his coat closer, he looked at the pathetic sight around them as they walked to General Wa
Mando'a Lesson 14Mando'a Lesson 14Mando'a Lesson 144 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This lesson is going to focus on adjectives and adverbs, because I've only been tossing in descriptive words occasionally throughout these lessons. (And it was harder to create that I realized it would be. Forget learning new languages, I may have to go back to school to relearn my English!)
Like the lesson on verbs, the lesson will be in regular text, round brackets will surround notes from me, and square brackets will be around direct "lesson quotes" from Karen Traviss' Grammar Guide. (Which can be found on her webpage, and I highly recommend downloading it for personal use.)
(Working from a list of common English adjectives and adverbs, I have compiled these lists I will have obviously missed words in the dictionary, please just bear with me.)
[Adjectives and adverbs are formed by the addition of the suffix -la or -yc, depending on which makes pronunciation easier. There is only one form of the adjecti
Mando'a Lesson 13Mando'a Lesson 13 "Opposites"Mando'a Lesson 134 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Up Laam Down Daab
East Abesh West Wasuur
North Gaht South Ka'gaht
Right Staabi Left Payt
Happy Briikase Sad Trikar'la
Angry Kaden Calm Udesla
Mando'a Lesson 4Mando'a Lesson 4Mando'a Lesson 45 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The Snake's Embrace - Part 15Alcan held her chair leg out at Folsek. Chark left through the door. Before Alcan could say anything, I took the son by the arm and led her out through the doorway. She tugged back and looked through the door. She stared at her father. Folsek bowed his head to her and gave a smirk as he said, I love you. Always.The Snake's Embrace - Part 156 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
She held her hand out and pressed it to the front of her hospital gown. Her lips trembled. She shook her head and turned away. I put my arm around her shoulder. Chark was a ways down the hall, checking the next intersection. I could hear Alcan cursing. I saw the edge of her as she yanked the data card out of the console.
The son shook her head and touched her cheek. Why do I feel so sad? Did I do something wrong? She looked at me for answers. I gave her a pat on the back, pulled her close, and said, I know you didnt do anything wrong. Come on.
Chark moved away when I got close. I reminded myself not to swallow. Alcan stormed out of the
Mando'a Lesson 15Mando'a Lesson 154 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Mando'a Lesson 15
Olarom! Ner gai Linzero. Jate'urcyce gar. Ni dala. Ni Tay'haai. Ni borari ti solegote, bal ni ori Ka'ra Akaane cuar'tomade.
Ni gana t'ad vode bal nu'ni kartayli. Ni gana munit daryc gemas bal daryc sur'haiie. Ni skotah bal nuh'la.
Ner beskar'gam sale racin ge'tal bal ne'tra. Ni juri solus beskad bal solus tracy'uur. Ner yaim pirebu suumpir bal bic ciryc vaii ni oyacyi. Ni emmuri nuhoyir, epar agol, bal piru gal.
Welcome! My name is Linzero. It's good to meet you. I am a woman. I am a Librarian. I work with computers and I am a big Star Wars Fan.
I have two siblings and I am not married. I have long brown hair and brown eyes. I am short and funny.
My armour colours are pale red and black. I car
Mando'a Lesson 10Mando'a Lesson 10Mando'a Lesson 105 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I want to center this post around verbs (conjugating and tenses and the like) because I haven't focused on them the way I should have with the other lessons. Since I was learning myself, it was a lot easier to start with nouns, and learn to rattle those off first, instead of slowly building sentences and workable conversation.
The lesson will be in regular text, I will put round brackets around notes from me, and square brackets around direct "lesson quotes" from Karen Traviss' Grammar Guide. (Which of course, can be found on her webpage, and I highly recommend reading it.)
Similar to most European languages, Mando'a verbs end in either ar, er, ir, or, or ur. Removing the r from the verb produces the stem.
(This is something I think I was forgetting when I tried to conjugate my verbs in previous lessons. Oh, how fun it is to teach oneself. KT could probably make a fortune offering a cla
The Snake's Embrace - Part 12I clutched her hand in mine and unlocked the door. I turned to the son and mimed my hand over my mouth to tell her to be quiet. She widened her eyes a little but didnt move her hands. I smiled and she beamed it back. I hoped she got the message.The Snake's Embrace - Part 126 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
I leaned out first and scanned the area outside. I moved the door slowly, begging it not to creak. The son began to tip-toe too as I moved carefully out the door. She moved with me and began looking around as well.
I could see the edge of a guard down the hall, but he moved out of sight. Nearer, the door to the other room was sealed. There didnt seem to be any guards in the other direction. I couldnt rule out a camera system but the area looked stripped of electronics from prior eras.
I led the son to a corner and peered around. I could see Folsek talking around the bend. I leaned back. The son kept looking. I nudged her back. She opened her mouth to speak and pressed my finger to my lips. She looked at me and it seemed that s
Waveforms - Finale4: VisionsWaveforms - Finale6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Despite the lump in her throat, Jorie didnt throw up. In fact, she was able to finish all of her salad. The trio shared tips and further ideas and questions with regard to being female.
Jorie listened with half an ear, pondering over her family and what they thought of her now. She wondered if Tilda and her had ever gone out or if theyd been a lesbian couple. She wondered for Brooke. But then she figured Brooke wondered too but she didnt seem stressed about having her entire past rewritten.
Jories mind was wholly on getting back home and figuring out what had changed and what she had to be like and what she had to do now. The half-hearted buying with regards to feminine hygiene and body-care now took on a seriousness in her mind.
So far as others were concerned, shed always been a woman. If she went back home, would everything still be there? Tilda reassured her that only small things changed, cosmetic changes to the environment, at least going