History of AtlantisHistory of AtlantisHistory of Atlantis5 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
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.
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
Sol InvictusFor a night I had,Sol Invictus5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In my room,
The Light of the Dawn.
T'was the golden light
Of ten candles,
But in my mind they
Were - they must have
Been- a single golden
The plate in which they
Were placed a solar disk,
And I was the priest to
Representing Eos on
Serving none other than
If it was not true before,
It so became once the
(Pyrois, Aethon, Aeos
Dripped unto the plate,
And the candles and
Their light showed more
Brilliance and shone ever
For my sacrifice had been
And I knew my prayers
Had a meaning now,
For Neito had learned
How entertaining I could
And how much more blood
Unto him would be offered.
Whatever epiphets you
Wish and you have,
Aid me in this holy war,
For the Unconquered Sun
Is the mightiest celestial
Warrior as he travels in
And the highest of all gods
Of war and battle.
Lusitanian sun of war,
Your flames are awa
When night comes on the NormandyWhen night comes on the Normandy3 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
Grub.I am a grubGrub.9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'd gladly shake your hand
But as you know I'm just a grub
And I have no hand to shake it with
But I'd gladly shake your hand, had I
Only had the hand
But I'm a grub
Yes, I'm a grub
And I'd complement your tie
Though, as you know I have no eyes
And I would love to see how wonderful
And sly your tie must be, yet I
Haven't got the eyes
For I'm a grub
A very lonely grub
I'd ask you 'just how do you do?'
But, as well as eyes, I lack ears too
I'd love to hear just how you do
I dare not bother troubling you
For, I haven't got the ears
As I'm a grub
Celtic Shelf TrailerQueens of the Stone AgeCeltic Shelf Trailer5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A giant hawk-nosed salmon with the purple splotches of many years rushed forward beneath the school. With a sudden burst of speed he vaulted up and split the sparkling surface with amazing strength. Time slowed to a near stop as the fish rose above the others, his huge pink belly waggling from side to side, sparkling droplets of ice water fanning out around him. Aegia whipped her spear up to get it into position but just couldn't seem to move fast enough. She screamed. The sound crept like a slug up her throat. The fish twisted sideways, flopping and flowing and heaving its brilliant silver flank about until finally it walloped Aegia on the side of the head and sent her crashing backwards, arms reeling for balance, spear flying off into the sky.
Without a word, Atouk's elbow flashed backwards. It caught the guard who had snuck up behind him in the solar plexus and lifted the man up on painful wings into the air. The
Random Calvin and Hobbes FFRandom Calvin and Hobbes FF6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After graduation High School sweet hearts Susie and Calvin moved in together into a little apartment near the collage that both Susie and Calvin attended. Susie was studding to be a child psychologist and Calvin was taking writers classes and already had one sci-fi, action, thriller, comedy out and was working on the sequel. Then one day out of the blue Calvin got on one knee and proposed. Susie gasped as Calvin reached into his jacket and pulled out a small black velvet box.
Susan Derkins, Calvin started as Susie covered her mouth. Will you marry me? he asked, and surprisingly Susie fainted.
Good going mister commitment shes out cold. Hobbes commented from Calvins open back pack. Yes even in collage Hobbes was never far from Calvin. He was the young writers inspiration, he slept in a shoe box at the foot of Calvin and Susies bed and spent most of his day sleeping atop of Calvins books inside his back pack. Most of Calvin
MemoriesDistant dreams or memoriesMemories3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I never know anymore
I am joyful of this gift
Flashes of these haunting scenes...
Hot air and the laughter of priestesses and dancers
Our sistrums and bracelets chime as we sway
The sand and white buildings against the bright blue sky.
My arms and voice raised...
...singing the songs of tribute and love
Shielding my eyes from the burning sun
Mawat scolding me for not keeping covered
The smell of rich earth and water...
Wonder and peace
Running through the marshes with him
Our bows ready
The taste of wild geese...
Cinnamon skin beneath my lips
Myrrh and lotus fill the air
Mut and The Lady of the East smile upon me
Cool nights as the crescent moon hung...
Where Nut arched above us as we danced in the courtyard
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
Landing on Point Rain Part 2Landing on Point Rain Part 23 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
Communications LogMy words came out a few millimeters off courseCommunications Log6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and by the time they made it to you
they were ten parsecs away from their intended destination.
That's the power of the distance
between two minds,
and geometric angles.
My voice has never been particularly good
My hands are better.
When you can set coordinates down,
type the figures into the screen, it's so much easier to follow.
But a voice has to freehand it,
fight its way out of atmo and into
Only space isn't empty.
The space between my mouth
and your ears
is full of meteors and gravity sinks
strange solar winds
and no air.
Then there's your defense systems. And everybody has them.
I've known people with their own personal armadas,
people with force fields
like the selective membranes of cells,
people with feebly orbiting Sputniks
going "beep... beep... beep..."
but everybody has them.
Then once you've received my signal
you have to unscramble, decode, translate, process,
repair or guess at the degraded data
My Thoughts on Dr. HorribleMy Thoughts on Dr. Horrible6 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Dr. Horrible Psychoanalysis
Recently, I came across an amazing musical on Youtube called Dr. Horribles Sing-Along Blog. The best thing about this musical, to me, is not just how well character development is defined in this through actions and symbolism, but the abundance of symbolism itself. These are all things that Ive thought deeply about since I saw it, and Ill try to deal with them without rambling too much. Although, since its a psychoanalysis how will you know when Im rambling? Aha!
Yoshi's IsleParents will tell their children the most amazing things under almost any circumstance. Whether it is a little thing or a great thing, parents fabricate stories for one of two reasons. Either to create humor and joviality betwixt parent and child, or to hide the truth. We all have witnessed at least the former in our lives. But what happens when our parents tell us a story to hide the truth?Yoshi's Isle6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
We are all raised being told it is a bad thing to lie. Lying is frowned upon in almost every culture and most subcultures. Stories that hide the truth ARE lies, no matter what the circumstance may be that they were created. It is ultimately better to tell a child the truth than to sugarcoat it with some fantastical piece of fiction. This isnt about keeping face; this is about being an honest person.
When I was seven years old, my mother died. I was young, scared, and confused. Nobody bothered to explain to me what had happened. My world was shattered completely. Had my mother left me all alon
Still Alive from Bush's EyesThis is a triumphStill Alive from Bush's Eyes7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm making a speech here
It's hard to overstate
The Iraqi War
We blow people up
To get o-il
For the good of the U.S.
Except the ones who are dead
But there's no sense crying
Over each and all oops
You just keep on trying
'til you run out of troops
And the fighting gets done
And you get shot by guns
For the people who are still alive
I'm really quite happy
I'm being so sincere right now
Even though you broke my heart
And hate me.
Tore my heart to pieces
And protested my most favorite war
As you rallied it hurt 'cause
I love to be in power!
Now these losses of lives make a wonderful war
And we're making more fives
Just ignore the gore
And so I'm glad you despise me
Think of what our country could be
For the people who are
Go ahead and hate me
I can deal with all of it just fine
Maybe you'll find someone else
To help us.
THAT WAS A JOKE HAHA! FAT CHANCE!
Anyway I like to laugh
And look like a complete jerk
AkhenatenThe pharaoh who preachedAkhenaten6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the oneness of God
in imperfect bodies
was posthumously punished
for his lies
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.
Klivia's Ref Name: Klivia Hirarm "Kliv"Klivia's Ref6 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 20 (Yes, she's the younger sister.)
Height: 5' 5" (6' 3" when she extends her legs, just like Nath.)
Weight: 128 lbs (Haha... freaking lightweight yeah.)
Build: Light and lanky. Unlike Nath who's got a little more muscle in her legs. Klivia doesn't have the back up physical strength.
Hair: Deep Auburn
Eyes: Sapphire Blue and slit, like a cats.
Facial details: Same slightly pushed forward nose and jaw just to make up for how their nose doesn't protrude. Though she's got a slightly more delicate shape.
Other defining features: Cat nose, Cheetah legs and tail, without fur. Same opposable pointed ears as well.
Clothing: A simple shirt and Capris (This is why I draw them.) No shoes, they'd get in the way of the paws. but she tends to wear a lot of accessories. Not for fashion sake, but because most of them are conduits for magic.
Gait/demenor: She's u
Memories in the December SnowMany things made her happy. The Moon. The Sun. The Stars. Shiny Objects. Hugs. Kisses. Snuggles. Cuddles. Cookies. And today, what made her happy, was snow.Memories in the December Snow7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
She giggled and laughed, running through the snow like it was a maze. The snow was, after all, taller than she was.
"YOUNG LADY! YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Called her mother frantically. Her mother sighed and muttered, "It's my fault for putting her in a white snowsuit, it's my fault for trusting her sisters to watch her..." She paused, and yelled out, "I'M COMING TO GET YOU!"
The little girl laughed joyously and giggled, and kept still, knowing if she did, her mother wouldn't spot her. Or at least, that's what she thought. BONK!
Her eyes widened and filled with tears. "Mommy! Why'd you bop me!?"
"Because you worried me. I don't want to lose my little girl."
"... it hurt..."
"Alright, here." Her mother lifted her, and kissed her head softly. "... is that all better?"
"Uh-huh..." She sniffled a little, half from being te
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
Evolution Guide ver. 1Evolution ExplainedEvolution Guide ver. 18 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Help for evolving for species and creating evolutionary trees and relationships.
Evolution is a property of passed down and copied information that allows it to change over time from mistakes made in copying processes. The information being passed down here in thia situation is obviously genetic information.
In a genetic situation, evolution is defined as simply a "Shift in the Allele frequency in a population". Meaning, for an organism to be defined as "evolving", it simply only has to had a substantial shift of the traits in it's breeding population.
There are many ways groups of organism can evolve, here are some.
Basic Natural Selection
Here's a a very basic common and basic example:
Population, or breeding group of organisms living in island mass area. (On a generally Earth-like Planet)
There are varying colours of these organism's external tissues.
A super-volcano erupts in the local sea, blackening everthing within hundreds of kilometers with e
The GiantThere once was a Giant. He was very big, and very mighty. He had the ability to move mountains with his little finger, and was nearly as big as a mountain himself!The Giant6 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
But for all his size, and all his strength, he was very, very lonely. People in the nearby villages noticed this, and even made fun of him.
"Look at that goofy Giant!"
"See how he sits there and mopes?"
"How useless he is!"
And he cried, and he wept when people called him names. One day, a young maiden escaping an overeager suitor found herself stuck in a tree. "Help, help!" she called out. "Somebody help me out of this tree!"
The Giant heard what was for him tiny squeaks, and brought his face down to the tree. The maiden screamed in terror as he lifted her up into his palm. "Help, help!" she called out. "The Giant is going to kill me!"
Instead of killing her (which was tempting, for her to assume he would do such a thing was quite rude!), he sat her down on the ground as gently as he could. She stared up at the Giant in awe
Mermaids in Court: Part One"The rights of this woman must be represented," said a woman dressed in a black pencil skirt and a red blazer.Mermaids in Court: Part One6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Woman, bah!" responded the portly man standing at a podium. "She is far from a woman. She is a fish. A murderous shark."
"She is a woman from the waist up. She has rights," argued the woman.
"So then, should we give rights to monkeys?! Think about what you're saying!"
A third man, sitting comfortably above all, reclining in his chair, looked upon the two arguers. He slowly leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his desk. His fingers interlocked, and he placed his chin on his hands. "I'm inclined to agree with Miss Richards. This issue shall go to court."
"But your honor, she can't even speak a human-"
"This issue will go to court, Mister Capanelli," the judge repeated. "Don't make me find you in contempt."
Capanelli, the portly man, bowed his head a little and then shot a glare at the woman in the blazer, Richards, who was grinning wildly.
"See you in Court, Miste