ComposedComposed1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Auri jerks out of bed for a moment and glances around the her dark bedroom, waiting for her eyes to adjust. She sits up in bed and yawns before she reaches for the light switch on her lamp nearby when she hears a sudden creak of metal outside. The Four freezes for a moment and listens hard.
She hears the creak again only this time it is fainter, sounding off farther down.
Is someone trying to get in? the commander thinks to herself as she gets out of from under the warm covers. Once her bare feet hit the cold metal flooring, she's grateful she had slept in warm clothes. The winters at this base were brutal, the captain had told her and he was right. The Four reaches into her nightstand nearby and picks up her pistol before she pads quietly across the room to her door. She eases it open and glances out. Blue eyes squint into the darkness before she opens the door.
Silence greets the Spartan as she steps out into the dark hallway. She looks left and right before walking forw
The Five Hundred Worlds of UltramarFive Hundred Worlds of UltramarThe Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Macragge Konor Prandium Calth Espandor
Iax Quintarn Tarentus Masali Talassar
Parmenio Firestorm Gathis II Newfound Lorin Alpha
Mancora Ithaka Vilamus Honourum Orpheus Prime
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LW 1. No Small Coincidences When he came to, it was daylight. And Fenrir was tied to a tree, staring into the face of a very angry looking Nord. She had night-black hair, tangled, and pine green eyes, bloodshot. She looked like she hadn’t slept in a week. Though the girl was beautiful and young - not possibly past her mid-twenties, she was not exactly the most comfortable person to wake up being glared at.LW 1. No Small Coincidences2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Is he awake?”
Fenrir’s eyes darted to the figure behind the girl, the one who must have spoken. Now that they were up close, Fenrir could better appreciate the Nord’s build. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and black war paint on his eyes that made them appear bruised. He wore wolf armor. Companion armor. Uh-oh.
“Aye, Vilkas. And if he doesn’t cooperate, he’s going to regret opening his eyes.”
The elf fixed his attention back on the girl, frowning at her threatening remark. “I’m guessing I’ve done something
Sly Cooper- World With You AUThe ever bustling city’s buzzing drone had simmered into a soft hum by three a.m. The night clubs were closing, the bars were shut down, rats had slunk off to their holes and the night dwellers were retreating back to their homes for some well earned shut eye. Only the occasional squad car roamed the neighborhoods as the moon cast her pearly eye lovingly over the city. A soft gentle breeze brushed up against houses and gardens, tickling curtains that were left exposed a crack or flags that lay limp on their poles.Sly Cooper- World With You AU1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Inside the third house from the left of Maple Ridge Street, a pretty little house with a little garden, purple painted shutters and a wheelchair ramp that had chalkboard flames drawn over it with the finest scribbles, slumbered an exhausted raccoon and his infant. The curtains flustered in the wind as the breeze tip-toed inside the room to peer at the small bundle of cloth nestled so warmly at its father’s side.
Sensing the strange presence, the infant awok
A King-Sized Death WishRorschach prowled the alleys idly. He was hoping for someone to deal with. He kept his ears pricked for the telltale sounds of someone screaming, or the yells of rallying gang members. Anything. He supposed he should be glad he hadnt heard anything so far, but his hands itched for something to do, and his mind reminded him that evil never rests, and neither should he.A King-Sized Death Wish7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Of course, he hadnt slept for more than two hours straight for three days.
He felt stretched and pained, but he fought on. For what? He couldnt say. Some days he felt as though Kovacs was surfacing again, that glimmer of mortality showing through the identity he had become. Those days were the days he felt like taking off the mask and resting. Resting, that was all. An end to the endless work he had become a veritable slave to.
Rest would never come easy to him. To him, rest felt like compromise, and compromise was one thing Rorschach would never stand for.
The alley was quiet, but he heard s
Story Stuff: NamingStory Fluff: NamingStory Stuff: Naming2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Now, science fiction has given us a plethora of names that we can give our characters. In such a setting, we can be expected to give our heroes names that we can be familiar with, or in a lot of cases, we can give them names that are - quite frankly - out of this world. The best example I can give for Human names being in the extreme has to be Star Wars. No other story I have ever read in a while has had such crazy, very sci-fi names in them. Characters called things like Garm, Kadir, Qui-Gon, Evazan, the list can go on. Of course, the out there names coexist alongside 'regular' ones like Luke, Alexander, Jacen (originally meant to be 'Jason'), Kyle, and many more examples.
I can't think of many more franchises that have completely out there names. I suppose Dune could be one of the other ones. Names like Paul, Duncan, Vladamir, and Gurney existed along names like Feyd-Rautha, Thufir, and Glossu. Granted though, this story takes place over 10,000 years from no
IPL Written Battle RoyaleThe forest on the outskirts of Mount Challenger formed a tangled canopy above the partners, casting the floor below in a warm shade of yellow-green. The trainer, Tori Silver, glanced down and grinned at her Absol. "Well, Akeldama, you came really close to using Perish Song, but you didn't! You deserve this." Tori settled down beneath a huge tree, indicating for Akeldama to lie down in front of her. After the Absol acquiesced, Tori revealed a large tub of whipped cream she had concealed in her bag.IPL Written Battle Royale4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
At the sight of her favourite treat, the Absol barely restrained herself from leaping with joy. She widened her ruby red eyes and scrutinized Tori's every move. Her trainer snickered and pulled the lid off of the tub before laying it down. "There you go. Don't eat it too fast, though, or you'll find you're sicker than Dixie after eating a mushroom."
Akeldama glared at Tori, as if berating her for comparing her to the Leafeon that grew more irksome every day. After she was convinced that Tori
A Night for Knights: Part 1Recently, I have noticed a renewed interest in the ancient warrior classes from Earth's past. Names like Spartan, Ninja, Pirate, Apache; and Gladiator are now well known. These warrior classes, particularly the Pirates, Spartans and Feudal Japanese fighters have been fairly glorified in recent years through movies, games; and television. All for better or for worse; no matter how far it deviates from the source material.A Night for Knights: Part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
For instance, as any 7 year old American boy who pirates were, you'll likely get a praise of a response. Ask anyone who's seen the 300 who the Spartans were, they'll probably say something along the lines of unstoppable. Ask any young anime or Japan fan who the Samurai and Ninjette were, words like 'invincible', unbeatable; and unique will likely be said.
But I'm not here to down talk pop culture, no no. I love Pirates of the Caribbean, respect Sparta; and find modern practitioners of Ninjustu and Kendo very respectable, well trained; and honorable people.
Empire Reborn: Chapter 1Empire RebornEmpire Reborn: Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 1: The Dark Jedi
The space over Kuan, a terrestrial planet located in Imperial territory. Taroon system. Outer Rim.
Two months after the Bal'demnic incident.
The X-Wing exploded, scattering fragments of gleaming hot metal around it.
"Too slow," said Erril Kaven, and turned his Defender around, orienting on another rebel starfighter some distance ahead of them. The other two TIEs followed smoothly, accelerating along with their leader, and as one unit they closed with their target.
A spray of laser fire. Another explosion.
"Nice shot, Kore," the officer said.
"As always, Captain," came the reply. Kaven doubted that Kore Berradeen was smiling--he rarely did--but the pilot sounded pleased with himself. As he should have been--it had been an excellent shot.
On Kaven's other side, Roon Sarda chuckled. "Glory hound."
"Aren't we all?" Kaven asked as they began another attack run.
This was it, he thought. This was where he belonged, in his ship
Empire Reborn: Ch 2, Part IIEmpire Reborn:Empire Reborn: Ch 2, Part II5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Chapter 2, Part II
An hour passed. Kaven thought. Another hour passed. He wracked his brain, but could not think of anything that would realistically get him out of the cell. If he faked sick the guard would likely just call a stretcher from the medical bay. The man seemed even-tempered and cheerful, so the imperial officer doubted that even he could taunt the guard into coming in after him for a round of fisticuffs, which he would probably lose anyway. Seducing his way out was simply out of the question; even if the pilot hadn't felt about as appealing as a dead mynock, he had no interest in other men and he doubted the guard felt any differently. Luring him in any other way and hitting him over the head was possible, but not likely. Hoping for a freak power outage was about as realistic as expecting Bryn Shar and his wing mates to come thundering in with their guns blazing. Well, he could see Roon doing that, but right now even she probably thought that he'd bee
W+E 3: PurgatoryPart 3W+E 3: Purgatory4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Joseph sat in the music chamber. He had no company except from his usual servants, who routinely took their place standing against the walls.
"What time is it?" he called for the umpteenth time, swirling the wine around in his glass.
His valet looked at the clock at the rear of the room.
"The clock has just struck twenty-four minutes past eight o'clock, Sire," he responded.
"Mm," Joseph frowned, tugging at his lace sleeves. "It's still quite early," he thought. "Perhaps I was a bit too forward. Still, it will give me a chance to see whether or not he is serious about the post."
At that moment another servant entered the room. The valet approached him. They exchanged a few whispered words. The valet then turned to the Emperor.
"There is a Signor Salieri to see you, Sire," he addressed his master.
"Very good. You may show him in," the Emperor responded tiredly.
"Very well, Sire," the valet bowed to him and then nodded to the servant, who left.
There was a brief moment of stillness