History of AtlantisHistory of AtlantisHistory of Atlantis4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the year 350,000 B.C., refugee scientists from Mars landed on Earth as their world was already begin to die. They landed on a small island
that was in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. When they had landed, they began to build a base and a small city so they could recreate their
civilization. By there on Earth, they realized that they need a slave race to help with buildings of cities and the mining of metals and minerals.
A team of the Martian scientists flew to the continent of Africa to find indigineous people to be this slave race of theirs, but the only race of people
at the time were Homo Erectus. The scientists captured a few hundred of these natives and thus began to experiment on them, and with these experiments came
a new race of men, called Homo Atlantea. Over the years, this new race saw their creators as gods, and some of the scientists would interbreed with
the new of race of humanity and were also worshipped as demigods. 310,000 years had passed, a
When night comes on the NormandyWhen night comes on the Normandy2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: When night comes on the Normandy
Author: written and translated by Servala, corrected by InuDran
Game: Mass Effect 3
characters/pairing: Jane Shepard/ Liara TīSoni
Disclaimer: Mass Effect and its assets belong to Electronic Arts and BioWare.
No copyright infringement intended.
Aboard the Normandy, it was night and all the lights and sounds in the almost empty ship seemed muffled. As EDI could pretty much handle everything alone, they needed only a few crew members at this time. Jane Shepard loved to go through her ship at this time. Every night she visited the departments and decks, enjoyed the quiet hum until she was exhausted so that her mind had to surrender to her body and she finally could sleep.
How do you sleep, when the survival of all depended on you? Shepard knew the answer. Rarely, restless and full of terrible nightmares. She waited as long as she could, often beyond the limits of exhaustion and then only because it was necessary, because otherwise it would jeo
Reasons To Be a CarnivorREASONS TO BE A CARNIVORReasons To Be a Carnivor7 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Before I receive any angry comments I would like to point out that this is only a spoof of the many Vegetarian websites on the internet. It is not meant to be taken seriously. Honest.
And to those of you who think I am a heartless sadistic animal-abuser yes, you are right.
1. Vast acres of forests are cleared every year for cattle grazing. This land could be used to grow plants, which would feed far more people than animals. The solution is clear get rid of the perpetrators. Eat the cattle.
2. Many endangered species (such as wolves) are shot for eating livestock. Remove temptation for them. Eat farm animals.
3. Cow farts are one of the major causes of climate change. Take revenge. Its your right.
4. Large carnivorous have been driven to the brink of extinction. If we do not eat the herbivores they will die a slow painful death due to starvation.
5. Being a vegetarian does not reduce air pollution. Eat like a cow, fart like
Taking Up the Gauntlet (a TMNT 2012 fanfic)Taking Up the Gauntlet (a TMNT 2012 fanfic)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Taking up the gauntlet: To accept a challenge
Taking Up the Gauntlet
When April entered the sewer lair, she found Splinter meditating on the couch in the common room. At the sound of her footsteps he turned and looked up at her as she stood at the top of the stairs. A long, uncomfortable silence filled the room. The soft beeping and chirping of the arcade games only made the silence even louder. There were many questions Splinter wanted to ask her. He wanted to know what happened with the pigeon man, why she had come back alone, where his sons were and what they were doing, and so on. But from her dismal demeanor, her slumped shoulders and downcast eyes, he sensed that those questions would have to wait.
His furry white brows drew together in concern. "You seem tired."
She nodded her head listlessly, eyes focused on the space of floor between her feet.
Picking up his walking stick, he rose from the couch. "Come with me." He turned and walked toward the kitchen.
Landing on Point Rain Part 2Landing on Point Rain Part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everyone just stared at the young clone as he stood there pointing at Captain Rex who was momentarily but equally startled as the rest at the sudden challenge.
Yularen Now really do we even have time for this?
Unduli Indeed we must . . .
Washu You asked if he is capable. How long until we are within Geonosis?
Yularen We will be entering the planet's atmosphere in twenty minutes.
She pulled out a timer of some sort from her coat.
Washu Perfect the time limit will be ten minutes; as I will need to leave before we are within the atmosphere.
Unduli . . . . . I assume it would be quick then?
Ahsoka (To Toboe) But are you sure you want to fight him? I mean Rex
In Our WorldIn my worldIn Our World5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fireflies are stuck
In the night sky
The universe revolves
Around the earth
And the moon and sun
Are led by men in
In your world
There is no warmth
In the night sky
The earth revolves
Around the sun
And the moon and sun
Are led by only
In our world
Our hearts shine
In the night sky
The world revolves
And the moon and sun
Are led by
Dusk: Chapter 8Chapter 8: Jedi FalsehoodsDusk: Chapter 89 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Ahsoka’s declaration snapped the others out of their stupor, and they all turned to looked at her like she had grown a fourth lekku.
Shaak Ti was the first to find her words. “Ahsoka, what Barriss did was-”
“Horrible, yes, I know,” Ahsoka cut her off. “I know that better than anyone. But she was right, she saw this was happening!” Ahsoka stood up and began pacing agitatedly. “Do you remember what she said when she confessed, Master? I remember every word, I couldn’t forget it if I tried.”
Which I have.
“An army fighting for the Dark Side, fallen from the light we once held so dear,” Ahsoka quoted. Where Barriss had shouted indignantly, Ahsoka said the words flatly, trying to detach them from the pain they represented. It worked poorly. “This Republic is failing. It’s only a matter of time.” She looked up at Shaak, holding back tear
30 Ways Jack30 Ways Jack3 years ago in Humor More Like This
30 Ways to Infuriate Jack Darby
1. Put day-old chewing gum on his Sierra shrine.
2. Eat his cell phone.
3. Chew on the blunt ends of the syringes in his mother's medical bag.
4. Run naked through the KO Burger during his regular shift.
5. Spray-paint Arcee with a coat of fluorescent pink paint. Permanent pink paint.
6. Hide in the laundry hamper. When he goes to put away any soiled articles of clothing and opens the lid, pop out and shout, "BOO!!"
7. Send a letter to Starscream that describes completely fluffy uke feelings towards the Seeker signed with the teen's name.
8. Replace his favorite brand of cereal with Meow Mix dry cat food.
9. Program his computer that when he logs on, the video "2 Girl 1 Cup" pops up at full volume and full screen
10. Hug him.
12. Forcibly give him a hickey.
13. In front of the entire school.
14. Hum and sing "The Impossible Dream" (the song used for Miss America pageants and such) whenever he is climbing a flight of s
A Prayer to YemayaStar of the SeaA Prayer to Yemaya6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear you calling me
The crashing of the waves
Remind me of my first home,
Mother of mine own heart
I dance in your name
Embrace me wholly
With your grace
Through my Beginnings
And to my End
Teach me to
Swim in the Oceans
Of my dreams
Hold me close to your heart
Never let me go
AnubisHail Anubis, Caretaker of the dead!Anubis4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
With midnight skin and silver eyes
you beckon me to bow my head
And submit to your mystery.
Hail Yinepu, Eternal one!
Elder god, unfettered you reign
your mighty will be done
as you glide between the worlds.
Hail Khenty-amenti, guarding where we lay
The silver sand of the moonlit desert is the path.
Your screaming jackals lead the way
To descend to your linen embrace.
Hail Uapuat, Judge divine!
You who test the mettle of our hearts
and open the way to receive the sign
Your gentle kiss awakens my rebirth.
Red ButterflyRed Butterfly4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Sun's rays
On his face
Reflect softly to me
Hiding in the darkness
I can gaze harmlessly
For he is my Moon
I am always on his mind
And when the world goes to rest,
I am under his watch
Dare I look upon the Sun
My wings go ablaze
And my knees buckle beneath me
He has none of it,
And hides me in his veil
My lovely Moon.
A judoka warrior of pacifismA judoka warrior of pacifism5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I despise the fight, but I'm down for the chase
I strive for the fun, and not for the hate
I'm peaceful in essence and also by nature
I aim for perfection, if not something greater
I Battle with words, above weapons and fists
and walk away stronger, for doing just this
Yes of course I feel anger, just like every other man
But the will to suppress it, comes from the fact that I can
I have strength in my body, in my mind and in my soul
although my body may be broken, the rest will remain whole
I'm far from a martyr, I wont just die for what I believe.
Instead I will fight for my cause, as that is what it needs
For violence is senseless and not what I need
It ties us to hatred, which is borderline disease
It corrupts us and makes us, what we hope not to be
and above everything else, you will never be free.
The Thread of RealityWhat is the Buddha-nature I see in the hearts of man?The Thread of Reality7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is like those who see Christ in the Oneself
or those who can see God in all
or like you who see Oeshen permeating,radiating from man
For the Buddha-nature and the Christ-self are complimentary
for they exist in the heart of man,
But what is the nature of the Buddha-nature?
Is it alike to the Christ-self?
They are distinct,
for they are like conventional truth and ultimate truth,
not the same yet complimentary,
For to awaken the Christ-self one must be balanced or of pure heart,
Or to awaken the Buddha-nature one must be aware,
Enlightenment is journey,
Nirvana is a destination,
Union with Oeshen is an objective,
For the boddhisattva's journey ends with Buddhahood,
To reach Nirvana is his goal,
But what is the Buddha-nature?
For to understand the egg,
You must understand the hen,
For all event exist for one another,
For it is not the Four Sights that awaken Buddha?
The faeries of TirinnocClan: WorldreacherThe faeries of Tirinnoc5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Motto: Nothing exceeds our grasp
Overview: Thought of as the most prestigious and powerful of the clans, and also one of the most ruthless. Deceit and murder in order to become the head of the family is not uncommon here, and news of the clan's various scandals is one of the more popular forms of entertainment. Despite this, the group is a force to be reckoned with.
General appearance: All Worldreachers are, as a whole, fairly tall with blonde hair and blue eyes (rumoured to be a result of interbreeding throughout the clan's history). Ears are long and slender, pointing straight out from the side of the head. They're fond of decorating their hair with large beads and other ornaments, or styling it in unique fashions.
Transformation: Worldreachers can shift into snakes, or take on reptilian attributes for a partial transformation. If they are unable to transform even partially, often a lower-ranked clan member will be transformed permanently into snake form to
Anniversary - Year 7All those many years agoAnniversary - Year 73 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That day, we met face to face
In the gift shop of a museum
Filled with books, fossils -
Especially large-chested t-rexes -
And so many memories
I think I knew back then
It would be the start of something
To think that it's been seven years
That we've been together.
Seven years of sickness
Seven years of agita and facepalming
Seven years of arguments
Seven years of compromises
Seven years of making up
Seven years of smiles and laughter
Seven years of love
We've become pros at this
This dance we do together
Around eggshells, around each other,
Around ours hearts, around everyone
We know what makes the other tic
And through love, we choose not to do it
... most of the time.
(Hey, isn't Hathor an aspect of Mary?)
I hope for seven more years
And seven more years on top of that
And more, and more!
Because I don't want anyone else but you
In my life, in my heart
If someone has to frustrate me,
I'd like it to be you
Well, maybe li
LipsSo softLips6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Melting me into
Clinging to you
Don't let me fall
It's too good
It's too good
Don't move them away
I love you
SparrowSweetest Sparrow,Sparrow7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sing me a song
Let your voice
Fill my heart
And soothe my
Let your song
Always ring true
Do not hide
So many people's joy
I'll Always Be There :Ch. 2:I'll Always Be There :Ch. 2:4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 2: CHANGE
How could this be?
How could I have become human?
How is this even possible?
What happened to my armor?
What happened to my troops?
WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!
Question after question flooded his processor as he emptily stared into the glass, seeing only a human man staring back.
He was tall, broad chested and worn. The years on him showed that he had been through some rough times. He was a large Caucasian with dark black hair and mustache and wide, dark sapphire blue eyes.
Looking away from the window, Optimus slowly let his gaze move to his hands, which strangely were shaking. They were the hands of human who worked. Old, worn out, cut, bruised and callused.
Moving his hands to his cloths, still looking at the refection he took into careful detail of the fabric he now bore on his body. A casual red plaid t-shirt. Tight blue boot cut pants. Dark brown leather boots. This entire dress attire was the same kind that Optimus had previously seen in an old weste
Known But AloneI find myselfKnown But Alone4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People know my name
But they do not call
And family gatherings
I share in no part
I smile and listen
They say they're
Glad to see me
Though the words
They share with me
To say I share
For their happiness
Would be false
Though, to claim joy
For my exclusion...
I would never.
LonelinessEmptinessLoneliness6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you hear me?
This vast space
It's so cold
Find me, hold me
I need you.
Different EyesThere are so many people in this world that we often forget how unique and different each person is. Sometimes we are offered a glimpse into these people, and usually the results are underwhelming at best. Every now and again you will find that someone will appear that will make you challenge what you understand about the people around you.Different Eyes4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Every day when the administrative bureaucracy decided I was allowed to return to that place I slept at that didn't provide them with a form of income, I would stop on my way at the gates of the playground. I enjoyed watching the families, mothers calm and children calming down. It was a meditative sport of sorts for me, as the setting sun seemed to simmer the feistier side of the children.
Amongst the children, there was always a young girl, perhaps six or seven years of age. She would sit in the playground, on the gravel floor, looking at the ground. It was strange to me to see a child do this, while so many others hustled and bustled to squeeze ev
Forgotten City 2It is said that man made the Gods. If that were true, then there perhaps never was a city so populated by the divine. Hopes, dreams, hours, days, years, all wittled away in the construction and use of those buildings. But that time was gone, and all that remained was a city full of dead Gods. Those who had once come to work in, live in, or marvel at them had left the city. The structures were now husks of their former glory, as there was no window left unbroken and no color left unfaded. The streets wrapping around the buildings were cracking and buckling or caving, and those signs still visible were no longer readable. Though the truth is unknown, rumors speak of the buildings moaning when caressed by the wind, longing for the care and attention they once had, and the status they had lost.Forgotten City 25 years ago in Settings More Like This