Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 3Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 310 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 3: A means to an end.
To accept one's self is going to die makes one able to find calm. To want to live, means that one has strength. Finding strength and finding calm is a task most men will never complete. However the man that finds it can have the world at his fingertips.
Tokuamalee blanched when Regret waved his hand signaling the guards to come up and grab him, and grab the Captain.
"< Bring the Human to me. >" Regret said his floating chair hovering closer.
Anna watched as the guards grabbed Tokuamalee, and came to grab her. She didn't know what to do, she couldn't tell if the Prophet was angry, happy, sad. His sing song voice masked what he was saying. She didn't understand. When the Elite guard grabbed her by her sore wrist it took all her strength not to call out in pain. His grip was tight and she could feel her bones grinding painfully together. Twisting around she could see that the Captain had looked up and Tokuamalee was panicked. Scowling sh
General Grievous factsGeneral Grievous facts9 years ago in Humor More Like This
General Grievous is the guy who drives the ice cream truck.
General Grievous often goes to the grocery to buy a lot of food. After he walks out, he starts screaming and throwing the food at people in the parking lot.
General Grievous once grabbed the last carton of eggs before an old lady could get to it. Of course he couldn't eat the eggs, he just did it to be mean.
General Grievous does a lot of things for the purpose of pulling a prank. One of them was inventing crack.
General Grievous went to see Spongebob the Movie in theaters. Walking out, he said it was a life-changing experience.
One morning, General Grievous saved hundreds of innocent lives by forgetting to set his alarm clock and sleeping in.
Ever see the movie The Shining? General Grievous was the guy in the bear suit.
One of General Grievous' favorite pastimes is standing by the freeway and throwing rocks at passing cars.
When shopping for used cars, General Grievous talks trash t
Halo: Twisted Origin chapter 1Halo: Twisted Origin chapter 110 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sometimes life is not everything that it seams. Some people will live out their lives completely untouched and ignored by the forces at work. However, some people are destined for great things .Often times the greatness of people is overlooked, they are singled out, leaving them alone and ridiculed. Yet these are the people that are truly strong. It is these people who will stand up. It is these people who will fight for everyone's freedom.
They are tough. They are proud. And they have no fear.
Dust swam around the closed windows of the elementary school making the place full of children seem barren. The planet Lecithin was a long forgotten colony of earth, surviving somehow off of the meager crops it's poor soil produced. The people were poor, the land was poor, and the whole planet was over crowded. Children were left abandoned while their parents died. The war with the covenant was the graceful end all were looking for on this planet, no more suffering,
What HappenedAtton opened his eyes slowly, he was slammed against the dash. He pushed himself up carefully and looked out the windshield. The Ebon Hawk was wedged in between two rock masses, frequent lightening scattered around, the wild winds howling about the ships metal skin. He had lost control. The winds were much more then he had thought, and there was a thick fog that hid much of the jagged rock that stood tall into the air. He had, had a very bad feeling before they arrived to Malchor, and it had proven right. He wiped the blood from his nose and felt his forehead, feeling a painful gash there. Looking about the control panel, it was obvious they had lost power. He reached around and turned the switches to their off positions, flipping a few back on just to see if anything would come on. Nothing did. He pushed himself from the chair, grabbing the back of the seat for leverage. The ship was tipped forward slightly; it was a climb uphill to make his way to the hallway. He grabbed the edge ofWhat Happened8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Star Wars Training GuideStage 1: youngling Essentially, the Master starts with a blank slate before him. The youngling knows little to nothing of the Force and its uses beyond instinct. It is tempting to skip this stage, but it carries a few essential stages that need to be explored if the person playing the youngling wants a good character development. Alternatively, the 'youngling' can start as somewhat older and more developed, having trained himself a bit before meeting a Master (this is more usual with Sith).Star Wars Training Guide4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Step 1: meeting the youngling and bonding Here is a chance for the Master and the student to communicate. Make sure that the other player gets some of your char's background and personality at this stage. This is also an essential part for character development. How the Master and the student experience each other can have great effects on how they grow, together or otherwise. Here, Jedi will typically be amicable while Sith stress their tradition of eternal strife and adversity from e
Final MissionIt is hot. My undersuit is maxed out with perspiration, and I watch a trickle of sweat roll down my cracked chestplate as I check my weapons one more time. I watch the tank drive away into a tiny dot and finally disappear. My left leg aches, still smoking from the cauterizing I gave it before I sent the team packing to the rendezvous. I injected a numbing shot into it as they left and I lay the last vial next to me and continue my gear check. My 'steel-shredder is at half charge, the '15' has less than that. I take the scope off of my M5 and attach it to the DC-15 rifle. I adjust the beam setting to maximum and set it back on the rock next to me. My two fully charged 's' blasters are holstered and the DC15s is zip-strapped to my dark green shoulder harness. My hand touches the two grenades and I check my gauntlets for charge. I zip-strap the core detonator to my right thigh.Final Mission9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Halo:Twisted Origin chapter 2Halo:Twisted Origin chapter 210 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chap 2: Down the Narrow path
A child is a child regardless of race, sex, or spices. Troublesome they may be they are often times full of wisdom and should not be ignored.
Anna had woken up in the middle of the night when she heard what only could have been called shivering from the elite Tokuamalee who had rescued her the day previous. When she quietly walked over to the bed she found out that was exactly what the Elite was doing. Had her mind been any older she would have blanched at the seemingly human action, but because she was still young she instead hauled the blankets she had curled up in back over to the bed and had tossed them as best as she could over the large elite. It was also then in her sleepy haze that she climbed up into the corner of the bed and curled back up and drifted back into her sleep.
Tokuamalee was not aware that he had fallen asleep before Anna had gotten out of the shower. In fact most of the events of the day before were hazy when he first got up. So his i
More General Grievous FactsMore General Grievous Facts9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
General Grievous can always pick up a girl by walking up to her and saying, "I wub you."
General Grievous was not a coward in Episode III. He merely saw that Obi-wan had borrowed Chuck Norris' beard for the weekend and he did the only sensible thing he could do.
One year Santa Claus decided to take a vacation and entrusted his duties of delivering toys to kids to General Grievous. It was a very disappointing year for the kids.
General Grievous tried to market T-shirts that read "I HAVE AIDS" in big letters, but all the companies found it too tasteless to manufacture. Grievous resorted to making them himself out of old undershirts and magic markers. He then went to school playgrounds and sold them to first-graders.
General Grievous *can* stop the music.
General Grievous invented Pixy Sticks.
General Grievous always suspects the Spanish Inquisition.
General Grievous is actually the godfather of Rich "Lowtax" Kyanka, founder of somethingawful.com
FreedomFreedomFreedom8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What is freedom?
Some say that it's the will to do anything without restraints....
Others say that it's an excuse to escape responsibility....
While I say that it is to be free....
But from what?
Who pays the price of freedom?
Some say that being free from bondage bears no price....
Others say that no one will shelter you afterwards....
While I say that it is eventually granted....
But by who?
Where does freedom come from?
Some say that it comes from the will to be free....
Others say that it is born from chaos....
While I say that finding it can lead you freely....
But to where?
Why do I even desire freedom?
Some say that it's natural to dream about it....
Others say that yearning it is foolish....
While I say that it's too complicated to understand....
Even if these questions were to be answered
Would they be the solution to gain freedom?
I am a like a canary that yearns to be free despite living in a cage....
Is freedom out of my reach or is there a chance to grasp
Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 4Halo: Twisted Origin: Chap 49 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter 4: Twisting fate
A few more words were said by Truth to the counsel, and every last word was in his own tongue. Anna watched patiently and swayed to the strange music that rumbled from Truth's throat. She was nearly asleep standing when Truth's singsong voice changed back and dismissed the counsel in Elite. Her toes were hurting and she had long ago gone back to resting on her heals. Anna could hear voices behind her as the guards stepped up to surround her, Tokuamalee, and the now newly pronounced fleet commander. Unlike yesterday people were filtering out at their leisure and none of the guards was forcing them from their seats. Anna kept her eyes focused on the bottom part of Truth's floating chair.
"Dervish?" Truth said drifting over to the three standing on the small platform. "Your flagship and fleet await. You are going to be given relatively small assignments till you are comfortable with controlling the fleet. Are you sure you want to take this assignment, as it seems
My Star Wars OC: Sehk'metDisclaimer: All things related to Star Wars including locations, characters, ship designs, powers and anything I may have forgotten are property of George Lucas.My Star Wars OC: Sehk'met6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Name: Sehkmet Drathana
Actual Age: 43
Physical Appearance: 21
Height: 507 (1.70 meters)
Weight: 141 lbs. (63.9 kilograms)
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Hair Style: Uses multiple styles depending mostly on her mood but always has three thin braids about seven inches long between her left eye and left ear.
Eye Color: Bluish-green
Distinguishing marks: Has a Mandalorian clan tattoo on her right arm.
Clothing: Clothing varies between locations and battle situations but prefers loose fitting attire.
Affiliation: Zahn Consortium Criminal Organization
Personality: Sehkmet is very ambitious, highly int
phutphut10 years ago in Humor More Like This
Beard now meticulously trimmed, remaining follicles on his chilly scalp brought to some kind of order, tie perfectly complementing both handkerchief and socks (exposed a devilish half-inch), "Yes," said mirror "you still cut a dashing figure, Rupert."
Rupert sniffed, his eyebrows rippling a little as he did so. "Today," he announced to his lamp… or maybe his wardrobe… perhaps even his comb, who knows? "Today, (Monday the seventeenth of May, two-thousand and three) is a milestone, in the life of Rupert J. Falt. Today he steps out of his front door for the first time as an executive member of Zest Incorporated! And what is more," he added with an ITV grin "he's rather proud of it."
Rupert J. Falt shooed a fictitious speck of dust from his trousers and trotted down the stairs. As he approached his front door… he faltered. In front of it was a walrus – a large, grey, blubbery walrus with whiskers and tusks and all of the usual walrustic trimmings one would expect from a typical walrus. In
Blue SkiesBlue Skies10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thine eyes, at night, reply
with glimpses, torrents and throes;
batting lashes as phoenix ashes,
skips of stone on open shores.
Wax to wane to bend friendly,
may this season be neverending:
rain drops on top,
wholesome sun on sole,
the non-stop motion of blossoms.
Thine eyes, at times, defy
all psychic laws,
some physical, too;
there's whimsy, lipstick, demure posture -
Names Don'tVerdin watched in amazement as the two other padawans walked away from him. Slowly he let his gaze drift over towards the young red twi'lek he believed to be named Naali.Names Don't9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"Thanks. " he said sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. Feeling a bit awkward he stared at the ground. It had not been more than day ago that he had witnessed another padawan mocking her and her dueling abilities. He hadn't come to help her; in fact he had even laughed at the taunts directed her way.
"You're welcome, " Naali whispered softly as she turned to walk away.
She was half way down the path when she heard Verdin shout after her.
"Hey wait up!" he called running to catch up. "Why did you bother to help me. I could have handled it." he stated trying to save face with the young twi'lek.
She was quiet for a moment as she studied him. Verdin was well known to her. He was well known to everyone here at the temple. Perhaps she shouldn't have helped him, but standing by and doing nothing went agai
A Return From DarknessA Return From Darkness9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
They stood staring at the carnage. The two jedi exchanging glances as they stepped over the fallen bodies.
"He was here." Naali Udra said, matter of a factly, as she knelt down to examine the killing blow on one of the bodies.
Her companion nodded his agreement, "I feel that he may be here still."
The twi'lek tilted her head slightly, "Are you certain?"
Nate nodded grimly, his hand moving to his lightsaber. "Send a message to the council. Let them know we have tracked down Master Darkwalker to a space station in the Hutt Space Territory."
Naali nodded as she moved back towards the hanger bay. Nate watched her go, his heart filling with dread. He hadn't wanted her to come with him. She couldn't possibly survive a lightsaber duel against Master Darkwalker. He wasn't even sure if he'd be able to.
Naali made her way quickly through the hanger bay, keeping herself focused on the force around her – especially what she sensed of the darkside. She knew it was strong and it was nearby.
.One Last Lie..One Last Lie.10 years ago in Post-Teen (Mature) More Like This
Sits in silence at a filled table, feeling the chatter of the voices wash over her, not stirring her from her own private thoughts. She's really just waiting to go home and be alone, but to let down the façade would prove more trouble than its worth.
Sitting Waiting Watching
Closing her mind back into her own thoughts she pulls at her sweater, trying to feel for the place that once held a heart. Feelings, words, silvery touches glide through her memory as she recalls the journey that got her to where she is now.
When did she change?
She hates what she has become, but she is helpless to change it – she is only what he has made her. Shaped and curved to perfection, everything he wants her to be. She recalls when she used to smile and mean it, when words meant everything and touches even more. She remembers promises made way back then, and still made – still meaning nothing. Just made to pass the time. That's all they're doing now. Passi
Evidence of A Broken HeartEvidence of A Broken Heart10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I held my breath
And pleaded with the
To pour harshly onto my shoulders
I wanted to burn the memories
Needed to wash you out of my mind
Off of my skin
Out of my heart
And I pressed against the place on my hip
Where your hands had held me firmly-
Tried to rub your fingerprints away
And rinse them
Too much evidence of the broken heart
I gave you to destroy
I counted the number
I'd run back to you
With the tears that slid softly
Down my porcelain skin
In the same places your kisses
Had been placed on my body
My silent cries to heaven formed a vapor
Of the past around my head
As I pleaded
God, please take me back
...this beaten harlot
Do you think
It's possible for Him
To love me still?
If God has a price-
I passed it long ago
This needs to be the end
Of the cliff I'm hanging from
So I'll close my eyes
And let go
I'll let go
And I close my eyes
But all I can see
Chained EmotionChained Emotion10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone in the darkness, I sit, I pray...
For someone to hear me just once.
This has gone on for many a day..
It seems years...now another month.
I have these images kept from dreams,
Ones I never have during the night.
They are of a feeling it would seem...
But it's never there, away from sight..
Being alone is all I seem to have,
For me to know and even believe.
I know nothing of that special laugh,
Or the pleasure that it could leave.
There are no hands for me to hold,
No eyes which I can lose myself in...
There's only the lifeless, empty cold,
Like the chest of the man made of Tin.
There's nothing of my heart to remain,
Seems that my feelings helped do this.
Because it is true, they're simply a pain,
Hurting what as they want and wish.
I wonder about the silence of my curse,
That left my soul in a lifeless wake...
The Fates just seem to make it worse,
Giving me chains that will not break.
I allowed myself to wrap that silver bind,
sleeping with ghosts.sleeping with ghosts.9 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Time slips by as I pace the lonely living room, waiting for your familiar footsteps to adorn my doorstep, your lazy smile as you walk in and throw your arms around me. It's been nearly a month since the last time you walked out of that door. You didn't even say goodbye, just slammed it, as I watch the hinges jerk and shudder with the force.
The first few days I waited by the phone for your call, dialling your number and then hanging up before it had the chance to ring.
The first weekend the phone rang out.
Doubts filled my mind, had you found someone else already?
Did I really mean that little?
All the love we shared,
All the promises we made.
All the clothes we shed,
All the times we became one.
Like lock and key we fit together, and now you've left my heart wide open, ready to be broken. My doubts quickly turned into solid fears as two weekends passed by with my bedroom empty without your touch. I should have given you a reason to stay. Now all I can do is cling to the hope im not fo
When Time Stops..When Time Stops..10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't quite remember the time or the date, but I know it must have been around September, as the ground was slippery from the snow and rain and the wind whipped round cloaked heels like a cat chasing a butterfly. The train station was packed, full of people consumed in themselves - places to go, people to see. I was no exception, and my train had been late through no fault of mine. The department had been having so much trouble lately. I didn't even see you before I looked up to the clock that hung above stairs to the entrance of the station, whilst contemplating if it was worth making a run for it. The clock could have stopped ticking, for the moment I looked into your eyes the world fell away. Id like to think I was the cause of the faint blush that tinged your cheeks as I watched you survey your surroundings, but it could have just been the cold. All I knew now was that a million trains could come and go and I would have been oblivious – I just had to talk to you. As quickly as I
A Survivor, A TraitorHer head swam as she regained consciousness, the world around her spinning. She'd been walking point,her men behind her when she felt a sudden blast of pain and everything went black. She becomes aware of voices above her.A Survivor, A Traitor6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Is she dead, Sir?"
"Yes, but I'll make sure it's finished. The rest of you head back and finish mopping up the droids. I've got this."
"Yes, Sir," his men answer in unison and move off to help the rest of their brothers finish the battle.
She hears him make his way down the slope she'd fallen down when he'd shot her, and slowly rolls over to see him crouch over her. She slowly,painfully tries to scoot back from him as he reaches out for her.
"Why..." she croaks, tears beginning to fall from her eyes. "Why,Rex?"
"Orders," he replies simply. His head tilts to the side for a moment,then he answers the transmission. "Yes, she's dead. Putting one final round in her to make sure." He pulls his blaster out and fires into the rocks a few feet from her.
.never believe..never believe.9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blush carefully applied to a sunken cheek
Eyes lined with black coal
No need to bother with false pretences
A night alone is never intended
So move to hypnotise
Liquid smooth hips and thighs
Low cut fur coat and faux pearls
Revealing silky soft skin
Moist with a sensual sheen, suggesting the night's agenda
Temperature is high
Eyes spread like fire over waif like limbs
And its time to leave
Names don't matter in this business
Just count the steps to the bedroom.
No need for sheets
To keep us warm, or entwined in a loving embrace
Hot hot heat, twisted limbs
Resist the urge to scream
As I take control
Just a little,
You're almost there now
You can feel your body pulsing
And you couldn't pull away
Even if you wanted to
Firm grip, Don't slip
Count the minutes until you
back down to earth
Let the words wrap around you
As my legs do the same
Do you know the meanin
..Destroy Something Beautiful..Destroy Something Beautiful10 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You - My dirty little secret.
You – my past, the boy I once saw my future in.
Us – a distant memory.
A box of memories you thought you think you've left behind, along with one night stands and waking up in a strangers house the morning after. A Pandora's box, full of the dark secrets you don't want to face, let alone admit to carrying. My secret was staring me in the face, begging to be brought out once more..
One last one night stand.
It was going to be a night of fun; giggles mixed with liquor and spa bubbles. Ill admit it now, I was nervous you were going – this was going to be the first of these nights we hadn't been "together" but I put the doubts out of my mind. The memories of you and I had faded and I had moved on, the evidence of that stood beside me in my embrace, fingers entwined loosely as they tightened around my waist. I guess you looked a little lonely as you watched us be together. Certainly your eyes darted to everywhere but mine as we sat around a table, making
QuotesIt takes happiness to love life, but sorrow to understand why.Quotes11 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Boredom is your mind's way of saying that you aren't doing all that you can do with your life.
Love lasts forever, but only if you know how to express it.
Manipulation is a skill to get everything you can out of life.
Freedom is not acheived by removing the shackles of your hands, but removing the shackles of your mind.
The distance one perceives is judged by the value it is to get there.
The mind's eye can only help you so much with love; the rest is blind.
Fight for what you believe in only if the reqard is greater than the pain endured.
Knowledge is not what you perceive from your surroundings, but what you perceive from within.
Time has lasted 4.6 billion years. Nothing can stop it so its best if you do all you can with your life with the time you have now.
Love is the same as chaos: it destroys, it creates, and you have no clue how to stop it.
You can know every fact ever said in any dictionary o