To Become a Wolf“Derek, I’m worried about you” My mom said, looking at me from across the table. “Why would you be worried about me mom?” I asked with a hint of an attitude in my voice. “Your grades have been slipping,” She said as she set my newest report card on the table. “You were doing really well! You were so close to all A’s last semester. What’s wrong?” I looked away shamefully from my report card as she said that. Straight D’s is what it showed, and the look on my Mom's face wasn’t pretty.To Become a Wolf4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I’m fine Mom.” I lied, daring not to even look straight at her. “Derrek, I know it’s only been a month since your father died, but come on, I can see it in your face that you’re not alright.” She said calmly. “I… I don’t want to talk about it Mom. I really don’t. Can I just please go back into my room?” I said, feeling the tears about to come. “Derrek,
Werewolf Serum TFAt the night of the full moon by her laboratory, Alice is conducting some kind of experiment that she would hope to complete.Werewolf Serum TF3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
She mixed with chemicals and lastly, put a red liquid on it, turning the compound blue. It's not just any blood. It's a blood of a werewolf. On some other night, she is studying on how werewolves work in the world. She hoped to unlock the secret that would allow her to maintain her human mind while in her new form. To do this, she must keep thinking of herself as human while her transformation is happening.
With her werewolf serum completed, she took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror to examine her human form briefly. She has long blonde hair, and it's styled in pigtails, and her eyes are blue. Her clothing consists of a blue long-sleeved shirt with a white undershirt, black skinny jeans, and black dress shoes with white socks.
"God help me. Make it work," she said before drinking the compound completely.
Suddenly, Alice started to feel pain as s
Impromptu Halloween TFI had never been one for celebrating Halloween. Still, I figure there's nothing morally wrong with kids wanting to go out and get candy, so I just figure people can celebrate it, and I'll just stay at home. Since I'm a furry, though, I figured that I might as well get in character for a little bit, and at least wear my tail for the trick-or-treaters to geek out over.Impromptu Halloween TF5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The reactions were somewhat predictable. The smaller the child, the higher the chance that their level of interest in the tail extended solely to trying to pull it. Staying in character, I yelped a bit and hugged my tail protectively whenever this happened. This produced a good many giggles, and some on the younger children even talking excitedly about the "man with the doggy tail!" It's a wolf tail, but they were too young for correction to help at all.
I guess it made up for the lousy two or three pieces of candy I could afford to hand them, because few of
Built to ServeWhat am I doing here? I'm here for animal testing. I really thought I was done with it, but it seems to be my fate now.Built to Serve4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
It all began a year ago innocently enough. You see, when you live in the city with the highest dog per captia in the world, you need to either learn how to live with them, or move away. Now, I didn't personally have a problem with canines, but they seemed to not like my scent or something. Every dog who noticed me would either snarl or cower in fear. I've been chased up a tree on more than one occasion. Other than that, this is a nice place to live. I really didn't want to move away, so when a research opportunity came to study those with such complications, especially when it came with pay, I seized the opportunity. Even just knowing someone cared enough to fix the problem brought comfort.
So, I went to the lab and met several others in the same predicament. The doctor took a sample of blood, testing the the hypothesis that something in there was at fault. Then, to c
Mean and Green! Scourge TFMean and Green! Scourge TF3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Danny stared at himself in the bathroom mirror at school, and said.
"Come on Danny, you can do this. Sure, they may have rejected you before, but maybe today that will change........ Or maybe it won't."
Danny said, looking away from the mirror, as he said.
"God, why do I even try? I can never be one of them, but..."
Danny looked himself in the mirror again, as he saw his nicely trimmed hair, black circular glasses, and the many pimples that he had on his face. Danny knew for a fact that his looks nor his nice personality can ever win over the gang called Mean Green, even though he always dreamed about being one of them ever since the first day of High School, when one of the gang members were getting beaten up by a random student, until Danny pushed the kid off him, before the gang member suffered anymore injuries from the kids blows.
"Hey, what was the big idea, huh?"
"Huh? Big idea of what?"
"Of you saving me, don't you know who I am?"
"Um, I actually don't know who anyone is s
Echoing, Chapter 1: SickEchoing, Chapter 1: Sick4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hod was up to his knees in a snowdrift when the first wave of nausea hit him. He dropped his rifle and landed on one knee, catching his breath in surprise. All around him was silent snowfall and the quiet movements of the snow cats in the hills all around. The one he'd had in his sights stopped and turned to stare him down before sauntering off into Winterspring's freezing north.
The troll man sat back on his heels and picked the gun back up. The sickness in his gut twisted slowly and then eased away without so much as a ghost twinge. "Perhaps those rations were a bit too old for eating," he muttered, getting gingerly back to his feet and trudging deeper into the snowy woods. The flakes sifting through the air seemed to eat the sound of his voice as it left his lips in a cloud of steam. He paused to check his bearings once again, and went on alone.
He had left his faithful warp stalker at Everlook's stables, c
The Mark Of The WeredragonThomas was your ordinary, everyday average guy; he had a loving wife, a wonderful job that paid, and he loved life.The Mark Of The Weredragon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was lean, but almost muscular, had black hair, greyish-blue eyes, and caucasian skin. Unfortunately, Thomas had a secret that he'd never even told his wife; he was cursed with the mark of the Dragon.
A very long time ago, one of Thomas' ancestors, named Zachariah, had fallen in love with a beautiful gypsy woman named Emerald Rose. Ever since then, he had an affair with her lasting for over the span of a whole year.
One year later, she told Zachariah that she was pregnant with his child and wished to marry her so the baby could have a father. Unfortunately, he told her that it was over and he didn't want anything to do with the gypsy woman or her unborn child.
Well she got extremely angry and placed a curse on Zachariah's exclaiming, "Zachariah, I place this curse on your head! On a full moon, the seventh child of your accursed bloodline shall possess the Mark of the Dr
The Jawsome GiftThe Jawsome Gift1 month ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ahhh...oh man...I feel like my body's been put through a meat tenderiser..." Phil groaned, almost having to drag his aching body up the road back to his house. Today of all days, he thought it'd be best to leave his car behind and take a walk between his home and the football field at the college. It had to be a couple of days before an upcoming matchup. It's something that wouldn't have normally bothered him, but right now he was having trouble, trying to walk without feeling his legs wobble beneath him. The training today was especially rough, as the team was required to do a bunch of defense runs. All Phil wanted to do right now was get through the front door and collapse on the sofa…that or run himself a hot bath and try to forget about all the pain inflicted upon his body.
"Nearly there...feet, don't fail me now." Phil winced, feeling the cool summer breeze blow past his bruised skin. As he got within running distance of his house, he saw a large box sitting on his
The Last Stand_Part 4The Last Stand_Part 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Title: The last Stand: Part Four - Reminders of the Past
Summery: Faced with a fate worse then death one Blood Elf is determined to face his end with dignity, but what twists does fate have in store for him?
* Important Notes: For additional notes see the first chapter.
Bleh writer's block! Has it really been over a year since I updated this?! My god...where does the time go?!
The events detailed in this fic are based around in game RP between my main Jaideng Dawnspark and other players during the WOTLK prelaunch and Death Knight introduction.
This chapter introduces Niakel Brimstalk who belongs to my favorite RP partner on WoW and who I use with full permission here.
The sun rode just above the horizon, turning the sky into ribbons of fire. The light skipped across the surface of the bay's clear blue green depths, leaving trails of glittering diamonds as it went.
The old blood elf smiled as he watched the sun sink lower. Nothing would ever matc
A Real Animal House(Group/multiple TFs)A Real Animal House2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Max sat on his favorite bench by the lake. He was overwhelmed with the brand new experience of being a freshman in college, so he was doing what he did when life bothered him. He came out to the lake and was playing his trumpet.
Few people ever came this far into the woods off his Aunt Gena's house, and he was thankful for the solitude. College was so different than high school – in high school, he was the best musician, the science fair hero, an honors student, valedictorian – and in college, he was suddenly reduced to nothing.
When he considered pledging a fraternity, his Aunt Gena scoffed, “Oh, please, you're better than that, Max.” And he knew she was probably right, but he needed to fit in somewhere, to be accepted... Yet even in the pledge events, he could see he did not belong with the group of partying students. With them, he was ignored and unimportant, and no one seemed interested in
Decent Into Furryism (Anthro TF)“No!” yelled the frustrated Will. “I will NOT join your stupid fandom!”Decent Into Furryism (Anthro TF)3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Come on, Will!” wailed Stephanie, Will’s younger sister. “It’ll be fun! Just look at how much fun I’m having!”
Will was a 14-year-old whitish nerdy kid with light brown hair and boring brown eyes behind wire-rim glasses. He usually liked to seclude himself in his room, so he tended to be stubborn when it came to joining his friends at something public. His younger sister, age 13, however, was the complete opposite. She had bright blond hair and brilliant blue eyes. Her smile was the kind that would make ANY person smile with her. She was willing to go along with her friends on any one of their wild ideas. First it was going to a new theme park. Then it was joining a Pokemon card tournament. Next it was exploring an abandoned “haunted” hotel at the edge of town. What they were asking him to do now was absolutely CRAZY!
“Trust me, Wi
The Darkfallen and Sanlayn guideThe Darkfallen and Sanlayn guide4 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Darkfallen, San'layn.
Welcome to the Darkfallen, San'layn guide. Here you can find all the information currently known about the race and faction. Information will be added over time if anything new becomes available.
Before you decide to make a Darkfallen character.
Think for a moment. Reconsider, maybe. Playing a Darkfallen is considered difficult, if near impossible, to pull off.
First of all, they aren't vampires.
Second, they're undead. Not attractive and glitzy.
Third, they cannot create other Darkfallen.
Fourth, they're most likely Scourge loyal.
Racial name: Darkfallen.
'Faction name': San'layn, of the Scourge.
Previous race: Blood elf only.
Language(s): Thalassian, Common.
The Darkfallen are the elite, immortal soldiers of the Scourge
A Rant On: Fullmetal AlchemistA Rant On: Fullmetal Alchemist5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A Rant On: "Fullmetal Alchemist"
Hello, everyone, this is NaokoElric2250 and this is my first ever rant.
I shall begin with a general statement:
Female authors who write Shonen, (or any story featuring main male protagonists); need to get their act together. It is disgusting just how much they will discriminate against their own gender, and need to start learning to respect it.
In some cases, their level of sexism against women is on par with that of male authors, and fans seem to not notice or dismiss the fact that they use the exact same sexist traits and tropes as the males, purely because they are female, which is classic Double Standard sexism in itself. I am speaking of course, of the likes of Masashi Kishimoto, Noriaki "Tite" Kubo and others like them.
Their stories are often devoid of a good, smart, strong, knowledgeable (as in knowing what is happening in the story, sharing the knowledge of the male characters) female presence who dress sensibly. Instead, they
Guide to graven ones.Guide to graven ones.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The Graven One.
By The Purple Man.
The Graven one is an necromancer class in itself, yet one of structures that goes beyond the scourge and normal thoughts.
FIRST OF ALL!
Graven ones are first living and turn Undead in the end of their power.
Also think first this class is an prestige class and you will most likely be hated and called names for playing it.
* Eyes: The graven ones eyes are often an white or black colour without a glow just a simple shimmering wet white or black colour.
* Skin: The skin of an graven one is pale, sometimes sickly coloured and thin to nearly see through it.
* Other: A Graven one does NOT carry fangs or any other kind of misfit features, they are UNDEAD normal HUMANOIDS.
* Note: A Graven one do not grow anything extra, they lose weight, and muscles as they grow to the undeath of their own race slowly.
* Cloths: Often a black or gray suit of robes unless they summon their plate set of shadows and bones.
Echoing, Chapter 7: ThunderEchoing, Chapter 7: Thunder4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Thunder rumbled out over the ocean, and seagulls called to each other. The air was growing thick with lightning, and the first few heavy raindrops splattered over the smooth sand as a stiff wind whipped up. Above the growl of the sea and the angry weather, JuJu stood on the steps of the hut in Sen'Jin and shouted for the fat orange tabby cat. She scanned the beach for signs of Tangerine, but all the animals seemed to know a storm was on its way in. The only activity visible was in the wheeling and screeching of those blasted gulls.
A bolt of blue lightning crashed into the sea not far offshore, making the world go bright white then pitch black for a second before the boom rolled in. JuJu gave up on finding Tangerine and hurried to tie down the skins that turned the open air hut into a cozy tent for bad weather like this. Tangerine was a sly creature, the little troll knew. If he wasn't here now, he would have
Echoing, Chapter 4: DrinkEchoing, Chapter 4: Drink4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She waited until she was well out of view of Nighthaven before stopping to look at the paper Anasair had given her. Resting by the edge of the lake, Mikey dipped her feet in the cool water while she stared hard at the dizzy elvish letters. Kelty had taught her to speak a little of the language, and she'd picked up a few more things from Kal, but the truth was that she still couldn't read itat least not more than a word here or there. "Something about clouds?" she said, turning the paper sideways and squinting. "Or maybe that's the word for truth." With a frustrated sigh, she stuffed the note back into her belt and got to her feet. The barrow dens stood outlined in stark white stones against the irrepressible green overflowing the valley. As her golden eyes rose above the broken marble monuments, she even thought she caught the faint outline of a cavern high up in the hills. She began to climb.
12 Days of CataclysmOn the first day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me12 Days of Cataclysm4 years ago in Humor More Like This
a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the second day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
two Worgen forms and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the third day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the fourth day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
four Night elf mohawks, three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the fifth day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
five epic loots! four Night Elf mohawks, three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the sixth day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
six Schnotzi troopers, five epic loots!, four Night Elf mohawks, three glitching Dwarves, two Worgen forms, and a plain strider in a pear tree.
On the seventh day of Cataclysm, Blizzard sent to me
seven battlegrounds, six Schnotzi troopers, five epic loots!, four Night Elf moh
Echoing, Chapter 3: HelplessEchoing, Chapter 3: Helpless4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Open your eyes," Noha snapped. "Come on, I don't have all day."
Hod recognized the young troll woman's voice immediately, but the world was still a shifting sea of vertigo that he dared not upset. He kept his eyes tightly shut and grunted softly. "It makes me sick," he murmured.
"Uncle Hod can't get up right now," JuJu said from where she sat by the fire pit stirring a pot of stew. "He sleeps a lot and I have to make him eat or he wouldn't eat at all."
"Oh you big baby," Noha sighed. He felt the hammock he was resting in swing as she leaned against it. Then there were arms under his, pulling him upright. Noha draped his left arm over her strong shoulders and then bent to swing his legs over the edge as well. "Stop complaining about a little bit of fever. You'll never get better if you don't get out of that bed and try." She led him slowly to the doorway and down the ste
Snapped --Mature--Sitting at your seat, your elbows leaning on the bar top, your senses are tightened by the sudden sensation of the hairs on the back of your neck standing to strict attention.Snapped --Mature--9 years ago in Horror More Like This
A scent curls by your nose, scattered by the smell of alcohol strewn through the bar, the smell of sweat from the dozens of men sitting and drinking, mostly just having gotten back from their jobs.
Even buried beneath all the sharp, unpleasant smells, this smell stands out. The only way to really describe it, would be to imagine a huge red line painted mid-air...
Your head slowly turns, your eyes dart to their left corners, as you watch the door to the place swing open. The small bell above the door jingles with the person's entry, some people looking up and looking back away, as a natural reaction.
As the door swings open, hints at smells from the street pour in. Normal people smell nothing but air, but then again, you're not normal, are you...?
Your nose is as sharp as a bloodhound's.
And the man in black jeans
Echoing, Chapter 5: the CureEchoing, Chapter 5: the Cure4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Even before the zeppelin's tie lines were secured to the tower dock, Hod could tell they'd arrived at Undercity because of the sharp smell of the pine forests, the dampness in the air, and the perpetually overcast sky. He'd stayed below deck for most of the journey this time. The tight quarters were packed with families and merchants. Most adventurers stayed on the main deck, but there weren't many heading to Undercity these days, it seemed. There had been a plump goblin woman with eight children who had clung to his leg during their departure from Orgrimmar. She'd prattled away about how he'd have to protect her and all the passengers if trouble showed up because he was one of the few, didn't he know? One of the few real fighters on this flight, and oh, wasn't it just terrible how everything was falling to pieces these days? All the while, he'd been fighting down the nausea twisting in his belly. H
Warcraft Chatroom: Part 6Warcraft Chatroom: Part 64 years ago in Comedy More Like This
RukitheHunter: VARIAN! Why did it take me putting in 50 different passwards in order to log in?!
StormwindLion: ... I don't want that "zafara1222" back in here.
RukitheHunter: I think you've lost it this time Varian
StormwindLion: You can't lose something you don't have dear.
WrynnJr has logged on.
WrynnJr: What's whith the passwords?
StormwindLion: Son, someone was watching us... we need to be prepared.
DeathKnightLOL has logged on.
WrynnJr: Uncle... Arthas?
DeathKnightLOL: Lol, it's me alright.
StormwindLion: ... How'd you get past the security?
DeathKnightLOL: Well, I'm dead. My spirit is in the system. It's STUCK!
StormwindLion: Just like that one time with Jaina and the paperclip and chocolate chip icecream?
DeathKnightLOL: ... And the 3 kegs of ale we drank
StormwindLion: Good times...
My Little Princess | Roy and OlivierThe sun would blister Roy Mustang's skin later, but he refused to buckle down. Approximately ten minutes ago a close friend of his, Smithy, had crumbled to his feet, complaining about spraining his ankle. So the black-haired male was left alone, fighting against the sheer pressure against the muscles of his thighs.My Little Princess | Roy and Olivier3 years ago in Humor More Like This
It was a typical exercise all cadets were forced to endure, but Roy was a determined boy and the finish line grew nearer and nearer. Each lap seemed longer, each puff of breath harder to release, and his chest felt like a ton of bricks. Even the most natural abilities were becoming a challenge and common sense would tell him to stop.
Of course common sense would now be considered a gift, and several minutes after the hour Roy finally came to a halt, heaving and puffing, sweat pouring down his forehead. At the time it seemed heroic and wise to join the military, but, right now, there was nothing righteous about it, and if Roy decided to quit, he certainly wouldn
Another little Werewolf storyMy boots thumped quietly on the sidewalk in a percussive pattern as I walked. Two thumps for each step, heel and toe. Thump-thump, thump-thump. My boot's sound reminded me of a heartbeat, the rythym of life.Another little Werewolf story10 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
My arms swung at my sides, freely, brushing against the sides of my loose black jeans every now and then. I kept walking down the dark sidewalk, focusing on nothing as I merely wandered.
My heart suddenly felt as if it had skipped a beat, and it had made me stop walking. Light slowly poured onto the street, and the sidewalk. I watched the bluish light as it illuminated things in the street, but stole their color. It was moonlight that was doing this...
My heart picked up in pace, and adrenaline slowly poured into my blood, my mind pleading for me not to look up. Regrettably, my eyes slid up the buildings on the side of the road, up more and more, into the sky, until my focus came to rest on the moon. It was partly hidden by clouds, but slowly they escaped the moon's grasp, and reve
What I Learned at SRU -85-What I Learned at SRU -85-3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A/N: I hope everyone is enjoying SRU and also Legend of Korra. The season finale is in just a couple days!
Also, just a reminder that following the SRU Facebook page is the easiest way to be updated on every new piece of art, work-in-progress sketches, and previews of chapters as I write them.
I know there's a lot more of you than I hear from, so I just want to take a moment to thank all of you people I know are taking the time to read. Even if you don't leave a comment, I still am grateful you're still with me. After this chapter there's fifteen more to go until the story is over!
What I Learned at SRU
Chapter 85 - Penguin
- Tuesday, April 12th, 2011 -
"Have a good walk with the mutt?"
"Hey, Bolin. Yea...It was good," Korra confirmed, wandering into the parlor, still dressed in her boots and jacket.
"Yarr-Yarrp! Yarr! Grrrrr..."
"Haha," Korra looked down at the pup, still att