KotOR: ScoundrelKotOR: Scoundrel3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Ever brash, ever disrespectful!" Vrook roared. "This is what we have pinned our hopes on?"
Carth Onasi had to suppress a chuckle as the aged Jedi went off on another tirade. Despite all his ranting, Jen remained unfazed, hands on her hips, looking almost amused herself. Carth couldn't even remember what she'd said this time only that it had been another of her classic cheeky remarks that did a fantastic job of making the other party look foolish. And then she could stand there with that smug look on her face, listening to Vrook shout and letting it roll off her like water off a duck. Typical smuggler behavior.
"Peace, Vrook," Vandar hissed. "We have discussed this. There is no other choice."
That did an adequate job of calming the old man, and after heaving a deep sigh he continued to brief the little group on their mission to uncover the Star Forge. Carth was listening for the most part, though he was focused on Jen more than anything else. Jenzi Borin he'd known
Star Wars: Mel'Anctha OmoroseStar Wars: Mel'Anctha Omorose4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Our time has come. For three hundred years, we prepared. We grew stronger while you rested in your cradle of power, believing your people were safe and protected. You were trusted to lead the Republic but you were deceived, as our powers of the dark side have blinded you. You assumed no force could challenge you and now finally, we have returned. You were deceived. And now your Republic shall fall."
"Following the Jedi Civil War, three-hundred years ago, the Council took it upon themselves to see that all remaining traces of the Sith were properly dealt with. Times were dire. The Republic was war torn and had undergone dramatic changes. The death toll, was catastrophic. Many Jedi aided in rebuilding and seeing to those that were in need. As such, not many JedI could be spared to ensure that the Sith did not r
SNKvsDCU: EtriganSNKvsDCU: Etrigan1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Etrigan (alias: Jason Blood)
Occupation: Rhyming demon
Abilities: Super strength, demonic magic, healing factor, telepathy and precognition
Official Team: Anti-Heroics
Debut: The Demon #1
Voice Actor: Dee Bradley Baker
Etrigan was created by the wizard Merlin during the medieval era. He was merged with the druid Jason Blood and became one of the greatest demons in Hell. But despite being a demon himself, Etrigan is eager to fight for good causes, like in the battle of Camelot where he fought alongside KingArthur's men against Moraine le Fay. He is also known as the "Rhyming Demon" and speaks in poetic sentences.
*Spit Fire: Etrigan spits a ball of fire at his opponent.
*Hellfire: He shoots three balls of hellfire at his opponent.
*Firebreather: He breaths fire at his opponent.
*Flame Charge: He surrounds himself in fire and rushes towards his opponent.
Flames of Old Chapter 6Flames of Old Chapter 62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Flames of Old Chapter 6
Game: SWTOR, with hints of KOTOR
Characters: Sith Warrior x3, Sith Inquisitor
Disclaimer: SWTOR, KOTOR [c] Bioware, LucasArts; Viile/Dunamis [c]darthgamer96, used with permission
I cannot believe it. I cannot believe that such a theft could happen in my own household... and the potion, of all things! Hopefully the security footage can reveal the culprit. Hmmm... No. No, it's not possible... She will pay for robbing from me. She. Will. PAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Revan was on one of Ilum's battlefields fighting loyalist Imperial forces. Revan, Waack, Unsunghatred, and Ilaseer defeated strike force after strike force that the Empire sent their way. On other sides of the fortress, Fatalbert and Eissakael joined Durgoth and Surn in repelling other strike forces the Empire sent. Revan never felt so alive in battle before, it was difficult to keep herself balanced, and the dark side in check.
In the middle of one of the fights, she sensed a di
regret.there is a certain time of nightregret.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that every song on the static radio
makes me cry,
and i want to break my skin
and pull you back in again.
and it is then
and only then
that the loveliest memories
strangle my lungs,
and i remember
sobbing into your pillow at 3am
because i felt so alone,
and you turned out the lights
and held me close
until i could breathe again.
and i swear i would be fine
if that night could be tonight.
here i am,
alone and alive,
and i don’t have a place
in your head or in your bed,
so let me share with you instead
these lessons i've learned in regret.
i know now
you only touched me
how you were programmed to touch.
i was just another machine
life lives on EARTH is the start.life lives on4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is the pathway through life.
It is the stable base of growth.
It is strong and protective.
It is opposite of air,
For the two touch rarely,
One being tough,
The other, weak.
Water is serene clarity,
Bringing life to all,
Through lush harmony,
And meandering streams.
It is clean and pure,
In its purest form,
Becoming wild beauty.
Air is uncertainty,
Whipping from nowhere,
A vast unknown.
Air is freedom.
The grace and beauty,
Shared through life,
With trust to nothing.
Fire is destruction,
Seething coals of light,
In darkness and soot.
It is a blaze of passion,
Caressing singed thoughts,
And shining through rage.
Power bursts forth, and,
Life burns and sizzles forever.
Life is all of these.
Life is repeated.
Each birth the cycle of life,
Rolling on and on.
We are born from sturdy earth,
Live off of nourishing water,
Breathe in innocent air,
And die again in passionate fire.
Born a TraitorBorn a Traitor4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Born A Traitor
From birth he has been a traitor, having betrayed nature itself, and now he was about to betray the only family he had left. After this he would have no one. His only allies would be the dark shadow he called a Master and the dark side itself.
The engines of his gunship were humming peacefully. The calm before the storm, as it was called. There were at least twenty Clone Troopers in the ship with him. They were relatively quiet, checking their gear and rechecking it. Or were they? They could be conspiring against him at this very moment, plotting to kill him the moment he turned his back on them.
All beings were capable of betrayal in his dark eyes.
"Commander?" He called silently. "A word with you, if you please."
The blue-armored clone made his way through the crowd of soldiers and crouched in front of his superior, who had sat down in a corner, pitch-black robe covering him almost entirely. The Commander seemed alert, left hand on his holstere
escape.i can see my heartbeat pulsing blue on these bitter white walls, the ocean tide inside a sickening strobe light, over and over and over - but this is how i know i'm still alive.escape.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
it ends tonight.
because i don't want to spend this life spiraling away from myself and away from you.
i don't want to waste and rot beneath the weight of voices that are not my own.
i don't want to drink from rivers of rage night after night after night and awake to self-inflicted hatred and heartbreak.
i don't want to stand amidst the thunderclouds, falling down and draining out into psychotic delusions black and blue and brown eyes.
i don't want to be a bloody liar, a reaper of death in disguise.
i don't want to keep closing my eyes, letting you down and letting you die over and over and over again.
because, darling, i told you
that we don't have to bleed to feel alive -
and that's why i'll let myself breathe tonight.
SW - Clone Of The Force - IIISW - Clone Of The Force - III4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Arriving On Geonosis
All the clones were lining up. The time had come. Years of breeding and training lead to this day.
A voice was heard, echoing throughout the tannoy systems in the Kamino landing bays, as the armies marched and boarded the Republic Cruisers. They marched without fear or excitement or anticipation. They didn't march because they wanted to. They marched because they had to. It was the only life they new. War was their destiny. Geonosis had revealed it was creating a separatist army, powerful enough to threaten the republic, a republic that must be fought for.
Palpatine: You are the Grand Army Of The Republic. You fight for the republic, and your brothers and me. You will cleanse Geonosis of it's filth and send a message to the separatists. None shall stand against us.
Yin was suited in his white republic armour. It was shiny, comfortable and a perfect fit. No one dared talk whilst the cruiser took off. It was not a day for chat. The
self-destruction at its finest"why do you think you're alone in this?"self-destruction at its finest5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"because i am. because everyone is."
"but they can feel. they can feel what you feel. they can understand. they're alive."
"and you're a fucking liar."
"why won't you let anyone touch you?"
"because i don't have any bones."
"what about blood?"
"then what do you have?"
"a whole lot of shit."
"and what if you did have bones?"
"then i'd want to dress up the world in sandstone and diamonds and honey and ashes so somebody would think about giving a damn for once."
"are you crazy?"
"screaming makes you crazy."
"do you want to be crazy?"
"because no one would love me if i were crazy."
"you think so?"
"i know so."
"but i could love you. even without sandstone and honey, i could love you."
"even if i were crazy?"
Shepard I'm PregnantDr. Chakwas looked down at Miranda lying on the bed. Miranda wondered briefly why she was here. After all, it was only a bit of sickness. But Shepard had asked her to go and find out what it was, so she had. It was early and the majority of the crew was asleep, except Dr. Chakwas. She seemed to be wide awake. Miranda envied her as she stifled a yawn. Dr. Chakwas looked down at the OSD and sighed. Miranda tried not to show the fear creeping through her.Shepard I'm Pregnant5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Miranda, you are not ill," she said, but Miranda noticed the look in Dr. Chakwas' eyes. "You are -- I don't quite know how to say this."
"What?" Miranda asked impatiently.
Dr. Chakwas faltered for a moment, and then said, "You are pregnant."
Miranda's mouth dropped open. I can't be. It's absurd.
She wanted to say something, but for once she was lost for words. She smiled as the realisation swept over her.
"Congratulations,"" Dr. Chakwas said with a faint smile.
Miranda was still a little stunned, but thanked the doctor. Then a terribl
A Letter from GarrusDate: Sun,15 Feb 2186 23:46:42 -0700(PTD)A Letter from Garrus1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Subject: I actually wrote some.
To: "Holistas Shepard"<ComShep@alliance.net>
I miss you, my love. I feel so lost right now, not having you near me. I miss the way you look at me and the way you kiss me. I miss walking up seeing your beautiful face or feeling the heat of your body next to mine. I miss the sound of your voice and the passion of your singing. I miss everything about you and I miss the way I f
Captain America 2011 reviewCaptain America 2011 review3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
"Out of the dark, dramatic, danger-packed years of World War II out of the still-smoldering ashes of the fateful past the mighty marvel comics group dares to revive, with glowing passion and intoxicating pride
A standing gag during the draft days of World War II was -- anybody who could make it to the draft board under his own steam was healthy enough to be in uniform! For those were desperate days! And even as America was flexing her mighty armed muscles, enemy agents were at work, doing what they could to chip away at her growing arsenal of freedom! But, the march of liberty can never be halted! Democracy struck back! With arms, with men, with the top-secret manhattan project -- and, with one of the strangest experience of all time Operation Rebirth!
Steven Rogers! Too puny, too sickly, to be accepted by the army! Steve Rogers! Chosen from hundreds of similar volunteers because of his courage, his intelligence, and his willingness to risk deat
Dragon Age: A Bard's Love 1Dragon Age: A Bard's Love 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Title: A Bard's Love
Game: Dragon Age Origins
characters/pairing- The Warden, Leliana, Wynne, Alistair, others
Disclaimer- DAO (c) BioWare
Dragon Age: A Bard's Love
The group had been lost within the Brecillian forest for several days, trying to find a strange herb that could only be found within the deepest depths of the forest. The forest seemed to grow on their armor now.
"Ughh what I would give to have a wonderful bath!" Leliana said as she swiveled her head from side to side trying to fix her hair. Alistair rubbed his hand over his scruffy chin, his beard beginning to annoy him at every twitch of his face.
"There has to be some source of water around here." Wynne said as she looked around, annoyed as well of the filth they had gathered from the wild. Everyone's nerves seemed to be twisted. Cogdale was silent, he had been since leaving the Dalish camp days ago. His Silverlite armor glistened green from the treetops that let what little sunlight escape thr
ElementalI am the fire thats in your heart,Elemental7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The passion, anger, and pride that burns inside,
I am the wind that flows through your hair,
The freedom you feel when your plow your own path.
I am that water that cleanses you,
The refreshing sensation when you help someone in need,
I am the earth that rushes up to meet you,
The stubbornness that helps you achieve your wildest dreams.
I am the void thats in your chest,
That feeling of loneness that you try so hard to fill,
That feeling of sorrow that always seems to be hiding just behind the wall.
I am the light that shines from above,
That sense of worth and protections deep down inside,
I am the darkness that seems to always hang around,
That mocks you
ElementsDestroyer of the sixElements10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
strength in battle
this is the element of fire...
Healer of the six
fixing the wounds of time
rebirth to those who thirst
this is the element of water...
Cheer of the six
floating around care-free
destructive when aroused
this is the element of wind...
Sentinel of the six
Wordless support underfoot
reaching to the skies and far below
this is the element of earth...
Truthsayer of the six
short blinding power bursts
nothing lies hidden from it
this is the element of light
Liar of the six
drowning others in deceit
hiding away our misdeeds
this is the element of darkness...
this is my element...
ElementsElementsElements8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Water, Fire, Earth combine.
Herald, sing your angel's cry.
Water, Fire, Earth combine.
Sing it to the very sky.
Light and Darkness, ever shine.
Light; the angel, beauty define.
Light and Darkness, ever shine.
Dark, the angry, yet so divine.
Space and Time, forever grand.
High above or in the sand.
Space and Time, forever grand.
In the air or on the land.
Wind and Lightning, never gone.
Clouds above were once withdrawn.
Wind and Lightning, never gone.
Life below, only a pawn.
Hidden secrets, life abound.
From the Darkness, shadows bound.
Hidden secrets, life abound.
Spring forth the truth, at last found.
PURGATORYThese are the thoughts of a broken spirit in purgatory,PURGATORY6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Can't live without a reason, can't die without a cause.
Waiting for the hammer of justice to fall and bring some certainty,
Searching for any semblance of realism behind closed doors.
Immaterial of the past to a future wrapped in facaecious smiles,
Walking endlessly past shop windows of unseen foes.
It's strange that I can't see my reflection in this tide of trials,
Drained of all emotion, run dry of elation as the river of red flows.
I have been engulfed, swallowed whole without even a thought,
No mercy was shown, as I was put down in my place.
No happy ending to the love and kindess I had sought,
And not a single helping hand offered after my fall from grace.
widow.what if the scars turn to spiders that inch their way up and down my arms, biting and tangling me in a web of safety pins and bitter disease?widow.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what if they bury their heads under my skin and chew on the bones that bend and break beneath their sickly fangs?
what if they lift the veins and tie them in knots, twisting and turning and snapping and singing a lullaby that will be a poltergeist in the house of the night?
what if they slither into my mind and weave the thoughts of broken hearts and severed heads and a sweet demise to cure it all?
what if they slip my fingers over blades and under nails and i don't even feel a thing?
what if it never fades away?
i can never
FalloutFallout6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
'Way over in the distance, I see movement'
A blurred sky, hazy, ghastly in its attire. A desolate barren landscape, vast and tragic. The site of something terrible. Flashes of panicked people. We are running, roughly and hastily through the horrid landscape, and way over in the distance, i see movement. It comes closer, rapidly it draws in. A raging beast a mutant. Shrieks of terror, gun fire Blank.
I lift my head of my desk. The same dream again. Or is it a memory. I can't tell. Nor can I comprehend it. Every time it occurs I must try desperately to hold onto it. I want to examine it further, know where it is, when? However, the thought expands no further.
I clasp the arms of my swivel chair and spin - I am easily distracted. I must study for my history test, yet lack the motivation - My body sways in and out from my changing center of gravity, i thrust my feet off the ground. I go faster. I drag my feet in and the spinning increases. The cold steel walls beco
The Prophecy Past and Present will meet again,The Prophecy4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
when the moon is high and full,
Past will recall pain on this night ,
that Present must heal.
Something must spark between the two,
if the soul shall remain.
Present then must pledge and promise,
his everlasting love towards Past.
But time will run out,
leaving the two in a situation.
A kind soul with step forward,
and buy time for them.
With each night her soul is taken,
bit by dying bit.
The strange hedgehog beside her,
will force all faith away.
Watching his near sibling die slowly,
his hopes are not as high.
Past and Present then must show,
that they can complete the tasks given.
Run as they do racing against time,
through Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire.
The object they are looking for,
is just within reach.
They are so close,
but yet so far.
Time is quickly ticking away,
as she lies i