Remembering (A Mass Effect Short Story)Title: Remembering (A mass effect short story)Remembering (A Mass Effect Short Story)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Characters: Liara, Tiberius Shepard, Tali, Garrus, Ashley, Hackett, and many others
Universe: Mass Effect
"Shepard are you going to be ok?"
Liara looked at her love, Commander Tiberius Shepard, still sporting scrapes and bruises all over his face from the Battle for Earth that had ended just over two months ago. There was something off about the way his face was set it was stony and cracked at the same time, like he was doing his best to put on a brave face but couldn't quite get the motion down.
"No Liara, not yet. I won't be ok for a long time, but this this will help."
"Ok, just remember I'll be there in front, just look at me ok?"
Tiberius answered with a nod and a quick kiss on Liara's forehead before turning to make his way towards the podium on the other side of the curtain. He was still limping from the battl
Fallout 3: What not to do.100 things I am no longer allowed to do in the Capital Wasteland:Fallout 3: What not to do.5 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. I am no longer allowed to use the Missile Launcher.
2. I am no longer allowed to use the Fat Man.
3. I am to be kept away from the Experimental MIRV at all costs.
4. The pool cue is not meant for that.
5. If I find a Raider bullying one of my fellow wastelanders, I must politely ask them to stop. Note that superior firepower is an acceptable alternative.
6. Do not wave a white flag in the presence of Raiders; you WILL be strangled with it.
7. At all costs, do NOT procreate with Moira Brown.
8. If you should happen to procreate with Moira Brown, lock the offspring in a Vault immediately.
9. The voices aren't real, they're just that radio signal you forgot to turn off.
10. I am not allowed to put fluffy orange ears on Fawkes.
11. I am not allowed to borrow Fawkes' Gatling Laser.
12. Moira Brown is not allowed to borrow any Gatling Laser.
13. I am not allo
-radium--radium-4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The waste's gonna eat you up."
Veronica's hood slid back over her head as she was pushed gently against the wall, and Cass roughly ran a hand over her chin, a sly smile her on face, a hint of whiskey on her breath. "But that's all right. I can protect you. Wouldn't want anything hurting your pretty little ass, now would we?"
Veronica offered her a smile despite her reddening cheeks. "Guess I'll hold you to that, if you can even remember you said it later on."
Cassidy smirked, leaning in closer, her lips just moments from the other woman's. "I'm not that drunk, baby."
Veronica was used to fighting, to combat. They all were. But it was nothing compared to the war going on now for Hoover Dam.
The Courier had almost reached the Legate's camp; he had most of his companions and a Securitron army at his beck and call, so in their minds there was little to worry about, considering the circumstances. He'd had Veronica and Cass remain behind to keep track of the NCR movements, and pr
Old World BluesDown south lay the Mojave Drive in, a boring place to playOld World Blues4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
something new, a satellite hit but what could it possibly do
lights out, I wake up in a strange land head out and meet the think tank crew
Mobius on the screen laughing and taunting about my brain, God keep it safe I pray
to the Big MT wastes I go, chased by the roboscorpions and there mighty death ray
lobotomites chasing me through this school, these guys are about as bright as a shoe
this place is filled with cazadors and nightstalkers alike, it's a psychos zoo
in to the forbidden zone I go, so close to my brain now I can honestly say
Mobius, he doesn't seem like such a bad guy, give him a talk and get my brain back in
back to the think tank to work all this craziness out
one way or another I'll make peace in this war of the minds that will end here fast
I may have told a few lies to get to this place, but peace in my book is a win
these humans of the past will have there problems though without a doubt
luckily I cured there
Guardian Angels, Ch. 1"He's screaming again."Guardian Angels, Ch. 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Isaac looked up from one of the notepads he'd been pouring over while sitting on the side of the cot, and to the voice from the doorway of the quarters he shared with Heather. His partner still had her helmet on, as was their procedure unless the two of them knew they were in a locked, private area that was not bugged or would be intruded on. His own was still clamped on as well; it was uncomfortable to try to relax with it on, but God help him if someone walked in and saw his profile. Even with the helmet hiding her face, experience and knowledge of her stance told him how ill at ease she was, and that she was likely paled underneath the Enclave's faceplate.
"If William had one last shred of humanity left in his body," Isaac grumbled as Heather left the portal, and closed the door behind her, "he'd at least make sure that he didn't feel abandoned. To just stick him in a room like that, and shut the door "
Of Gods and Gold - Ch. 2Of Gods and Gold - Ch. 24 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 2: Bugs and Things
It looked as though they may just have been able to make it away. John had backed up a good ways and it was obvious that the radscorpions were far too distracted with their meal to care about most anything else. There were quite a few stories out there about what happened to people who stumbled upon a group of them feasting. All the stories ended the same way, everyone died.
Thankfully though, this time they may actually be able to walk away and live to tell the tale. Then, just as Johnny was starting to feel comfortable with the distance he was making between himself and the behemoth tanks of a bug, he heard some movement and out of the corner of his eye saw something running toward them. Glancing over he saw the flash of dark hair as Relic charged the beasts.
Johnny couldn't help himself, his jaw dropped slightly in confusion and disbelief. Could anyone really willingly be dumb enough to draw the attention of a den of radscorpions? Two shot
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
Of Gods and Gold - Ch. 1Of Gods and Gold - Ch. 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 1: New Arrivals
The sun was blazing hot against Relic's face, searing her lips and causing her eyes to water. She didn't know that anyplace could be worse then where she had just come from but it seemed she was wrong.
She felt a slight tickle in the base of her throat that soon erupted in to a full blown coughing fit. She leaned forward absentmindedly as she tried to expel whatever was caught there and felt a hand beat gently across her back to help her out.
"You okay there?" Said the gruff voice she know knew as Ed. She shook her head as her face grew red. She was glad she could hide behind the dark curtains of her hair, for her face definitely distorted into unpleasant features.
Then, just like that, the coughing stopped. She leaned back up and felt her hot red face with equally warm hands.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what just happened." She spoke in a slightly raspy voice as her vocal cords tried to settle back in.
"No problem. That happens sometimes when it g
You're Gonna Go Far Kid The evening didn't differ much form the typical program at the Muddy Rudder gentlemen's club. Even the occasional vomiting hadn't occurred more frequently than usual. The vodka was good (the dirty water was barely noticeable), the patrons pleasantly intoxicated, only enriching the atmosphere (and aroma bouquet), and the barkeep less bitchy than usual. It was a perfect night to get hammered.You're Gonna Go Far Kid5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Wanderer waved at the proprietor. As long as her caps were good, the vodka kept being delivered to the table.
"And then she said it's all my fault After all I did for her. I mean, I helped her, right? RIGHT? Goddamn it, my childhood friend just flipped me off! Charon, I'm talking to you!"
The Ghoul yawned, for a moment exposing the foul inside of h
Teddy Bear ResurrectionThe small child walked among the Legionnaire with her head down, hoping to make herself as small as possible. None of the men paid her any mind, though a few looked after her curiously, wondering what the child slave was doing away from her post at the Brahmin pen. She had covered her tracks however, leaving another slave to watch after the large animals while she went to look for the medical tent.Teddy Bear Resurrection4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She found the tent after searching for a while and she hesitated outside of it, wringing her small hands together. It had been a month since the blonde doctor's white haired friend died and it was whispered among the other slaves that something inside of him had died along with his friend. He no longer left the medical tent and Caesar himself had ordered that all sharp tools and dangerous Chems be removed from the man's tent to avoid a suicide attempt.
The crippled slave Asellio suddenly stepped out of the tent and Melody gasped in surprise, taking a step back away from the eighteen year old
Home: Chapter 1Home: Chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
Red the first thing that caught his eye. If he had known, he would have memorized every detail of that encounter - the smell, the ambient noise, but most of all, her face. Yes, he would have memorized every detail of that face from the start. Only her red hair stands firm in his memory.
* * *
"Your investigation is over, Garrus" Executor Pallin barely finished the sentence before walking away, waving his hand in dismissal.
The words stung; abject failure over damned classified documents. A thin growl escaped his throat at the realization. He'd be demoted. Not only for failing to find evidence but also for butting heads too often with Executor Pallin. Hot blood flushed under his plating, making them slightly swell and push against his armor. The heat pointed his thoughts into sharp accusations. How dare he! Executor or not, no one should forbid access to critical evidence. No way in hell was he going to let Pallin step over him on the largest case he had ever received. Footsteps
A Very Seinfeld Roses are RedRoses are redA Very Seinfeld Roses are Red11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violets are blue
Quoth Poem Nazi
"No poem for you!"
His Name is JamesHis Name is James4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His Name is James
I had a baby inside of me,
Of only ten weeks young.
It stole my heart and all my love,
But its time on earth was done.
Sacred and lonely in my room,
I bled and cramped and cried.
The next day's scan showed a still heart;
At ten weeks my baby died.
I cursed God for His hand in that,
For how can I mourn one without a name?
But God stuck by me throughout the hurt,
He says it was a boy I call him James.
Acts of HateYou say that you hate me as if it should sting,Acts of Hate2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When from every act toward me the message springs
Though words of love passed from your smiling lips
In my heart I heard unspoken truths of clinched fists
To verbalize the hate that I read long ago in unsmiling eyes
Washes aside those empty words, I always knew were lies
It's been said that actions speak louder than words
Moreso they are underlying truths from you so rarely heard.
Perhaps if not a hypocrit, you would know it too
That those actions destroyed all love that I had for you.
In the end, no words could ever make better
The deeds that cause a heart to shatter
LIBERA TE EX INFERIS ch1LIBERA TE EX INFERIS ch14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Courier was running for her very life, not daring to look behind her to see how far her pursuers were from her. Having ran out of ammo, she had no means on her to defend herself and that was an oversight which she normally never made. Of course, she had more than enough ammo to supply one of the smaller NCR camps - but it was back at the Lucky 38.
Not so lucky at the moment, apparently. Terra was cursing the Nelson camp as she ran, hoping her knowledge of the lands were better than that of the Legionaries behind her. She started up the side of a hill, hoping to lose them, letting out soft curses as she slipped on some loose stones. It didn't help that her adrenaline was pounding through her veins; the fear she had was also ripping her stamina away. Normally she could keep a good pace for a while, but in this case, it was near impossible.
It wasn't that Terra wasn't used to having various people or beasts after her; hell, sometimes she stalked for fun. It DID get boring in the Waste
OFFICIAL SH2 Novel - Chapter 1OFFICIAL SH2 Novel - Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silent Hill 2 : The Official Novel
By Sadamu Yamashita
Translated by Lady Ducky
Sometimes I wonder: does he really think we're here? In his mind, we are nothing but a fabrication. For him, that is nothing but a reality. And he's happy there. Nevertheless, we are in our reality. For him, there is nothing but pain in this world. What will we have to do to pull him back?
"It looks kinda like milk."
Laura's face stretched into a smile. She began to laugh as her bright, enamel-white teeth peeked from behind her small lips. The town was shrouded in a thick fog that blurred everything into white, as if she were in some sort of magical land. Sometimes Laura liked to think that some scatterbrained god had carelessly dropped his cup and spilled his morning milk all over the place. The mysterious atmosphere could be a sign that there were fai
Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 1Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 15 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My memory before Goodsprings was as useless as a bloatfly. I had these phases of "almost-remembering" and some things trigger them, or I'd dream about them. It's like something on the tip of your tongue that you just can't spit out. That was me, on a constant nagging basis. You can see why discovering my past wasn't really my priority. If I tried, I'd go insane. Instead, I focused on the future, and the future seemed to be in peril at the moment. Not just for me, but for the entire Mojave.
There's a lost art, I think, of following one's gut. These days, everyone around me was so intent on their troubles, their problems, and thinking out ways to fix everything for themselves, that they didn't really listen to that inner voice. With a slate wiped clean by that bullet, nothing holding me into my own dark thoughts, I think I had a lot more freedom and ability to go where the road takes me.
How Nekorin Stole ChristmasHow Nekorin Stole ChristmasHow Nekorin Stole Christmas8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All the kids down on Earth liked Christmas a lot.
But Nekorin, who lived just North of Tokyo Disneyland, did not!
Nekorin Hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season!
Now don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason!
It could be, perhaps, his eyes were closed too tight.
It could be chronic hairballs kept him up at night. *hack!*
But I think the most likely reason of all,
Is that a traumatic childhood experience made him go completely insane.
But whatever the reason, his past or his Shinto upbringing,
He stood their on Christmas eve, his hatred just seething!
Staring at his monitors, with a bitter, toothy grimace,
He watched happy children, who started this dumb premise.
For he knew, every child, on Earth all around,
Was praying now, hoping God's grace would abound.
"And they're praying for salvation!" He snarled with a sneer.
"Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here!"
Then he hissed with his cat-claws nervously drumming.
"I must find some way to keep Ch
Punchy and Grumpy"I want you to wait right here. I've got a surprise for you!"Punchy and Grumpy4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Boone very rarely liked surprises, but the former 1st Recon sniper found that he was more than willing to accept a surprise from the Scribe Veronica. The woman had managed to push her way through the barriers he had set up to keep himself away from most people and the Courier noted that the Devil's home was probably full of snow and ice.
"What is she doing up there?" He muttered softly, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall, looking up the stairs where the Scribe's bedroom was. Veronica was a odd woman. Always smiling and cracking jokes with the somber sniper and to his surprise; Boone sometimes caught himself laughing at her jokes.
"Boone? Are you still waiting for me down there?" Veronica called down from her slightly opened door.
"Yeah yeah, I'm still here." Boone sighed. "What is this about?"
"Just give me another minute!" Boone rolled his eyes, his shoulders slumping slightly.
Applejack's Tear-ible Problem pt. 2Applejack’s Tear-ible ProblemApplejack's Tear-ible Problem pt. 21 year ago in Humor More Like This
By Doctor Cobra
It was by the back road that Applejack made her way to Carousel Boutique so as to avoid any further witnesses to her humiliating situation. When at last she reached the dainty establishment, she gave a great sigh of relief and made a break for the front door; the usually athletic pony could tell from the way that final dash wore on her legs how tired the day’s events had already made her. All she wanted to do was get her britches sewn up, go home, and crack open a cider barrel to cool off. “Well,” she murmured as she rapped a hoof against the door, “first thang’s first.”
Inside, Rarity sat peacefully at her sewing machine, hard at work but enjoying it in solitude, especially with Sweetie Belle away on another “crusade” with Applebloom and Scootaloo. The white unicorn wore her favorite smart-casual leisure wear, a pale gray blouse and black velvet trousers accented by an aventurine
Of Gods and Gold Ch. 9Of Gods and Gold Ch. 94 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 9: Here There Be Monsters
As a child Relic had always needed a candle burning by her bed when she went to sleep. Her mother would always light it, tuck her into bed, and then wait for the girl to fall asleep before blowing it out to conserve the wax. Relic wasn't sure why she was so terrified of the dark back then but as time went on she adapted to the darkness.
When River began teaching her how to shoot she had to adapt. They left the safety of the Community before dusk but sometimes weren't able to make it back before darkness fell. At first she had been a mess, clinging to her friend, fearing every noise, but then she realized her fear was completely pointless. Things could get her in the daylight just as easily. And the presence of River during the twilight had always alleviated some of her anxiety .
When she first traveled alone through the wasteland she had been so disoriented that she didn't have a chance to be scared, but the fear started to resurface o
Sokkla 100: RosesSokkla 100: Roses6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Azula didnt really like flowers.
Yes, they were rather beautiful on the outside, but their noxious aromas made her want to gag, and the way they so easily drooped and wilted was not at all impressive. Flowers were fragile and dependent on someone else to take care of themthings she most definitely did not appreciate. Weak little organisms; she would never enjoy such frivolous things.
The princess had told herself this a thousand times as she made her rounds around the palace grounds: to the kitchen, get dressed, out to train, to the throne room, back to bed. She had believed it since she was a girl; it shouldnt be any different.
But for some reason it was. Today was different.
When the Firebender entered her chambers, she discovered something odd. A single red rose, cultivated only in the central part of the Fire Nation, was lying atop her silken sheets. So. She had a secret admirer within the Fire Nation Capital, hmm? She
Of Gods and Gold Ch. 4Of Gods and Gold Ch. 44 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 4: Bar Fights and Ballistics
Staring down the barrel of a gun was always intimidating. Staring down the barrel of your own gun was especially intimidating. Staring down the barrel of your own gun, being able to see the bullet, and knowing the person holding the gun has killed hundreds of people and has no problem pulling the trigger; that was enough to break the willpower of almost any man. It was almost something of a parallel to the situation around them. Many were dying inside the bar, on both sides, it was a desperate situation for everyone, and it could all be personified right there between Riley and Johnny.
A normal person, well at least those who hadn't spent much time in the wasteland, might have cracked when faced with death. For many who lived out here though, death was a very common occurence. As for Johnny, it was part of almost every day life, not just death itself but being faced with death and staring it in the face. Of course, Johnny had always