MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH4MY BIG FAT DRAGON CH4MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH48 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you dont like fat Dragons and vore, then do not read.
Chapter 4: Wish Fulfillment
I got up and looked at the small little dragon as it shook the remains of the shattered eggshell of itself. I backed up and stepped on an old dry leaf. The dragon instantly whipped around and faced me. Our eyes locked. I wanted to turn and run, but something in the way those eyes stared at me held me firmly in place. Without warning, the dragon leaped onto me with such force that I fell over backwards. To my amazement, it did not hurt me, but began licking my face all over. Once I was thoroughly covered in drool, it got off and let me up. Not knowing what to do, I just stood there looking at the dragon confused. It saw this, and its little head dropped, a look of sheer sadness upon its face.
You dont remember me, do you?
I was confused. I liked dragons a lot, but never did I imagine seeing one up close, and this one was a little too real for comfor
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH3MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH38 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: Only for fat Draggies
Flare awoke the next morning on his living room floor to hear voices talking over him. They werent his parents, but someone elses, and there were a lot of them. He cautiously opened one eye a crack, and instantly shut it. He was completely surrounded by animals, and not just his house pets, but wild ones as well. Flare wondered why his dogs hadnt protected him whats more the voices seemed to be coming from the animals. Josie, the most faithful of his dogs, was lying on the floor beside him. A stag was talking to her, and apparently the conversation was about him.
How do we know hes the chosen one for sure? He looks like any regular human to me.
He was lifted clear off the ground by a comet of pure light. If thats not a sign, then I dont know what is. Wait, shh. Listen, his breathings changed. I think hes awake.
Flare shuddered and closed his eyes tigh
Atheism Revisited The Atheist Ten CommandmentsAtheism Revisited8 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I. Thou shalt breathe to send oxygen to thy lungs, and thou shalt breathe repetitively for all of thy existence, except if thou beist underwater, or if thou beist in the presence of toxic gases, during which time thou shalt not breathe.
II. Thou shalt consume thy nutrition, doing so in the correct ratio of carbohydrates, proteins, and lipids, and thou shalt not consume too many saturated fats, for lo, those who do shall be called obese.
III. When thou hast processed thy nutrition, thou shalt excrete the waste, be it of a solid or of a liquid nature, and thou shalt not do so in a way that is disgusting.
IV. Thou shalt sleep at the end of the day, and continue until the next day, excepting if thou hast work to be done of if thou hast a test tomorrow.
V. Thou shalt blink thine
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 1MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CH 18 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: If you are easily frightened, or pee your pants at the mere thought of a big, fat, cuddly, yet powerful draggie, this story is not for you. Should you read this, the author and all supporters involved are in no way responsible for any nightmares (dreams should you happen to like Dragons like me), or any bed-wetting that might ensue. Also, to those who like Dragons, I am also in no accounts responsible if you poop your pants form laughing so hard after reading this warning.
Chapter 1: The Powers That Be and Amazing Origins
Ever since the dawn of time, two great forces have governed our world. Light and Darkness (Good and Evil) are forever locked in a titanic power struggle for dominance. For centuries they balanced each other, then came the making of our galaxy, the Milky Way. As with all the others before, Light and Darkness instantly began feuding over it. Darkness added the cold void of spac
MY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 2MY BIG, FAT DRAGONMY BIG, FAT DRAGON CHAPTER 28 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Warning: Don't read if you don't like big, fat, cuddly, draggies.
Chapter 2: Destined for Greatness
Fare was not your average 14 year old boy. No matter what he did, no one would accept him for who he was. Sure, you could blame it on the fact that he was a four-eyed brace-face looser who did nothing but watch T.V., surf the web, and play video games. But the real problem lied deeper than that. The real problem was his personality. He was what most people would call "immature". Although he was 14 and in fact was mature, he had a deep, burning, passionate obsession, Dragons. Of course everyone teased him about it, but he didn't mind. He was more of a loner himself and liked his space. If he could he would much rather hang out with his pets and talk to them instead. He always felt so awkward in large groups of people, but seeemed to feel right at home with animals.
Objective Proof of GodIf I tossed a coin 2000 times and called it right every single time, what would you think?Objective Proof of God4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I can only imagine some of the things you would be thinking, but they would all stem from one rationalization: that what was happening defied logic.
To make sure we are on the same page, let me give you some quick facts about the Bible: The Bible was written over a span of about 1500 years (from 1445 BC to 95 AD) in 3 continents, in 3 languages, by 40 authors, and has 66 books. It's mostly a collection of letters written to churches. We can verify the dates of the books of the Bible through the efforts of historians, linguists, and archeologists.
" . . . a band of evil men has encircled me, they have pierced my hands and my feet. . . They divide my garments among them and cast lots for my clothing." Psalm 22: 17-18
What event is this verse referring to? If you have a basic knowledge of Christianity, then you know this is talking about Jesus' crucifixion. If you
Nude Art PetitionIt seems that DA suffers from an over-representation of female nude photography compared to other types of Nude Arts, and that male nude, especially, lacks the representation it deserves.Nude Art Petition10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
This petition proposes :
_To enlarge the nude photography category to a NUDE ART category.
_To split this nude art category into a FEMALE NUDE ART and a MALE NUDE ART categories, which would both have their own gallery director.
This would ensure a better representation of male nude and other sorts than photographic nudes in the Daily Deviations and on DA.
To Change The WorldHuman beings, like all animals, fear change. We fear instant change even more.To Change The World6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
One must wonder WHY, seeing as how change is what makes the world go round, it cannot be stopped, it can only, in some cases, be contained, however briefly.
We change the world with every breath we take, with every thing that we do. It is unavoidable.
Now is where I begin to make a lot of sense, and where because of that, I irritate a lot of people.
"Organized religion", by it's very nature, is resistant to change, all major religions have at their heads people that at best are called "conservatives", or at times "fundamentalists". At their worst, they are known as "fanatics", and there is nothing more dangerous in this world than a religious fanatic, because they are filled with a "righteous fervor" that they feel excuses anything they do, as long as it is "in the name of God".
They fight to keep things as they are, all the while not realizing that everything they do causes the very change they fear.
SasoDei- Home Sweet Home 1SasoDei Home Sweet HomeSasoDei- Home Sweet Home 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part 1 of 2
A Commission for SweetMellany2008
The blonde looked up at the large old house, silently wondering to himself why it had been so goddamn cheap. "Well, I guess this is 'Home Sweet Home', un " He gazed around at the street surrounding the place, giving a slight frown. The neighbourhood seemed to be alright, surely not bad enough to make someone sell their home so cheaply . The house was old and wooden, giving an air of mystery about it. The lawn was overgrown, and tattered curtains waved at the blonde behind dirty windows. The once white paint was weatherworn and had been mostly chipped away, revealing the murky brown from behind its disguise. Pickets from the fence which surrounded the domain were missing in uneven numbers, and dead rose bushes around the base were nothing but thickets of thorns. A crow sat atop the large brick stem which rose up from the first floor, to the second, and transcending the roof, revealing that th
Proof of GodTo start off, I'd like you to take a moment to consider why it is you don'tProof of God5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
believe our God exists.
You cannot stay in a state of lacking belief in God. After all, my dog doesn't believe in God, either, but she's not an atheist. To state that you simply don't believe is not sufficient. There must be a reason. On a similar note, I don't believe "blind faith" is sufficient either. I don't just "believe" in God, I have reasons for my beliefs. Either you have accepted the idea of God, or you have rejected it.
So what is the cause for your rejection? What is the basis that you found this view on? When put under speculation, is it adequate? Is it flawed? Is it subjective? This first section of my "essay" deals with reasons you might have for rejecting that our God exists, and refuting them.
I believe there is no God because . . .
1. There's no proof.
That statement is subjective. I'm probably going to use this word a lot, so here's a quick definition: subjective means biased or one-s
No God - No Atheists"If there were no God, there would be no atheists." G.K. ChestertonNo God - No Atheists5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"That's stupid!" you say.
"Not true," says I. This statement, in and of itself, provides proof for the existence of God. I know that, if you are a non-believer, you will instantly dismiss this quote. Your beliefs are quite firm, after all, and what can shake them? You question the existence of God, but you don't really want an answer. An answer will prove you wrong. However, if you are willing to read on, I think you'll find that the question of rather or not God exists isn't one of fact or fiction. It's true, and I shall illustrate how simply using this quote.
Perhaps I should put this quote into a different perspective. Here is one of the same theme by C. S. Lewis: "If the whole universe has no meaning, we should never have found that it has no meaning: just as, if there were no light in the universe and therefore no creatures with eyes, we should never know it was dark."
The view behind this is simple: If ther
18 Questions Asked by AtheistTop 18 Questions Asked by Atheists18 Questions Asked by Atheist4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
-- These are taken from my own personal experience discussing with atheists. You can find them also in my "How I Know God Exists" journal, but I thought I'd spread them to the public more. Hopefully both atheists and Christians will read these and learn more.
--Note that I try to keep these concise and to the point. I could probably write a small book on each individual one, haha. But for space and time's sake, I won't. That's why I've also supplied plenty of links for you to learn more. If you think I don't fully answer something, read the links I give you. If you have more questions concerning something, read the links I give you. Anyone who comes to me asking about something that the links could have answered will be ignored.
1. Why would God allow evil?
Two words: free will.
We have free will to commit evil, and free will to choose not to.
Evil is the absence of God. The same way cold is the absence of heat, and darkness is the abs
You Know You're ObsessedYou Know You're Obsessed7 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
...With HIM and Ville Valo When:
1. Tattooing the portraits of dead poets on your body makes perfect sense.
2. You know EXACTLY what DILLIGAF means.
3. In fact, you might even have DILLIGAF somewhere on your skin.
4. November 22nd is an International holiday and should be celebrated by all.
5. If you see anything with a heartagram on it, you either buy it, or resist the urge because your house is already covered in them.
6. Your favorite colors are red, black, and purple. And sometimes hot pink.
7. You know who Daniel Lioneye actually is.
8. Someone says Our Lord and you instantly say, Oh, youre a fan of HIM, too?!
9. You considered purchasing a chicken foot.
10. $50 seems completely reasonable for a Limited Edition CD.
11. Your internet screen name has one or more of the following in it- heartagram, 666, 616, Valo, razorblade, sin, poison, redemption, or any other HIM lyric reference.
12. Getting Ville Valos water bottle at a concert is the eq
Living with Tommy NewtonIt was a regular Wednesday morning for Andy. She opened the record store, placed the new LP's out, and waited for new customers to accidentally stumble upon the small store. Her life had always been that way since she refused a job at her father's practice. She continued to think it was the right choice; that refusing to perform surgery on helpless people and animals, that were supposedly alien life forms, was the right thing to do. The question weather she made the best choice nibbled at her brain like termites ate wood. It just wouldn't leave her alone.Living with Tommy Newton5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
While organizing the records, a strange man in a long white coat came into the store and began browsing through the shelves of Sinatra 45's. She recognized the strange man very well. He turned around and flashed his dazzling white teeth and then walked over to her.
"Are you Andromeda Parks? He asked nonchalantly.
"Yes, and you are?"
The man held out his right hand as he spoke. "I'm Dr. Harmon. I work with your father you probabl
Uncle Tom's CabinFor those of us who grew up on Evansdale Street, Uncle Tom's Cabin had a double meaning: first, it was a book on every parent's bookshelf that was both a regret and a reminder, and second, it was that ugly old shack that stood (well, sort of stood) at the end of Evansdale Street, where Brookwood's residential area finally gave into the woods. The older kids would spread the legend that the shack once belonged to an old fisherman named Tom, and that we were allowed in it every day of the year except September 1st, because that was Tom's niece's birthday and we had to leave them the house so their ghosts could celebrate.Uncle Tom's Cabin4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Aside from that, Uncle Tom's Cabin was our hangout year-round:
In the winter, the shack became a research facility that managed to switch locations from the North to the South Pole daily while the ten of us waddled through knee-deep snow to search for Yeti and polar bears and dancing penguins.
In the spring, it was a king's castle we defended against dragons that looked
Religion vs ChristianityThe difference between religion and ChristianityReligion vs Christianity9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I have had many people tell me that they hate religion. In a way I do agree with them. I heard a wonderful definition of both. Religion is man trying to reach up to God. Christianity is God reaching down to man. Being a Christian means having a real relationship with a real living God who loves me.
There was once a judge known as the "hanging judge". No matter who came into his court the sentence was always the stiffest that could be given for the crime. One day his son was the one in his court for a crime he had committed. The courthouse was full because everyone wanted to know if he would be just as hard on his own child. True to his nickname the judge gave the stiffest penalty possible. Then, the judge stood up and took off his robe. He walked down in front of the bench and made the statement that becaus
100 Fall Out Boy quotes100 Fall Out Boy quotes100 Fall Out Boy quotes7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
1. Someone's touching my back... and I'm not gonna look because I know it's not a hot girl.. Oh.. gross.
2. I made you. I can break you.
3. I live in a cave... in a van down by the river.
4. For one dollar you can cover your wall in moss. All you need is some super glue.
5. I wanna watch you burn alive.
6. I'm going crazy!!
7. Interviewer: We want to know how you write some of your lyrics. Care to share?
Patrick: You know those word magnets on refrigerators?
8. Patrick: Go on. Make fun of me one last time.
Joe: You eat poo for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Patrick: That's all you got? Cool.
9. Joe: I think you guys should get married [referring to Pete and Patrick].
Patrick: We are.
10. I really like that kind of drumstick because they don't break in the middle of a show..
11. I pa
Like a Man"Please," he whimpered, eyes cast up from the polished linoleum as if in prayer, a single rivulet of blood trickling from a nostril. "I I have a family."Like a Man6 years ago in Horror More Like This
"A family?" Charlie glanced from one crumpled heap of flesh and gristle to another, a distinct disinterest building behind insect black eyes. "How many kids?"
"Boy or girl?"
He squatted next to the man, spinning the massive .357 on his finger like the protagonist of some spaghetti western. The barrel whirled around the blur of his hand like Death's private helicopter, gaining and losing momentum in an evident but indecipherable rhythm. He blew a breath out his nose, tightening on the smooth wooden handgrip.
"Shame," he said, shifting his gaze to the man's eyes. He donned an expression of false concern, snatching the tail of the man's hot pink striped power-tie and roughly wiping away the bloody nose. "There we go. Shame. What're their names?"
" Please "
"Both of them? Not terribly origina
Will and Testament, RevisedWill and Testament, Revised11 years ago in Humor More Like This
Why is death always associated with sorrow? Why should it be? Look at Irish Catholics. When one of theirs dies, they leave the coffin open in the reception area, serve up lots of food & drink, & imbibe until they make righteous fools of themselves. They've got something there & we could all learn a thing or two from them. I sure have & so I've been thinking of ways to make my inevitable passing an event of merriment & good cheer. Here are a few ideas:
1. A tape player hooked up to 2 or more small speakers, with the CD player on top of the coffin & the speakers placed all around it, facing toward the mourners. It would be one of those special tape players that use long-play cassettes that go for 2 hours or more. There would be at least 2 cassettes & on each one would be my voice. I'd get to say things to people that I've wanted to say all my life but never got the chance. Once the mourners start walking up to the coffin, the funeral director can hit the play button. At that point
The Lady of Chains (Part One of Five)The Lady of Chains (Part One of Five)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As soon as the doors closed, Viola knew she'd be lucky if she was ever given the chance to step outside them again. The sound didn't just echo throughout the tower, but appeared to signal the ending of her old life and the beginning of an entirely different one.
"You'll have to watch this one," Mrs Casket said, holding up a frail hand speckled with age. The index finger was missing. "She bites."
Viola averted her eyes, trying to ignore the ball of apprehension growing in her belly. She gazed up at the winding staircase. Her tongue felt like a strip of dried leather and it was difficult to form words around it. "How much longer until we're there?"
Mrs Casket stopped in her tracks and raised the lantern. Her hair was pinned back and greying at the temples. In the dull light her eyes looked almost black, glittering like a beetle's shell. Viola half-expected them to scuttle around her face at any moment, disappearing between the creases of her skin.
"You doubt yourself, my girl," Mrs Caske
Happiness The way I look at it; love, romance and Prince Charming do not necessarily make for a happy ending any more than winning a race or a competition does. What makes a happy ending is something a little less talked about than love: Freedom. The freedom to be who you are without apology and without shame. I do not mean freedom from pain or discomfort or exhaustive trials, of course not. Part of happiness is the knowledge of pain. The freedom I speak of is the freedom to explore the boundaries and possibilities of who you are, of your whole being without judgment and condemnation, without being shunned by those you love.Happiness2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Bliss and happiness are two different things. Bliss is simply delighted tranquility and it doesn't go beyond that. Happiness however, is the state of being that comes along with a deeper sense of appreciation. It is gold refined through white hot flames. It is the thread spun and woven and cut into pieces before being slowly, bit by bit, pieced bac
You've been on my mind...Quite frankly, you're heavy. Get off.You've been on my mind...8 years ago in General More Like This
Living with Tommy Newton chp.6"Andy?" a voice whispered in the darkness of her apartment.Living with Tommy Newton chp.64 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tommy shakily edged closer to Andy's bed. She was rolled over on her right side. Tommy inched closer a little bit more, he was surprised he kept his footing based on how much he drank that night. He gently nudged her shoulder and she groaned.
"Mom, there's no school today " she mumbled.
Tommy tried hard not to wake her up, but he needed her right now. He and Mary Lou had a fight, and she was very angry with him. She wouldn't even let him finish his dinner before she kicked him into his room and told him she never wanted to see him. Tommy then proceeded to drink two full bottles of liquor and went to find Andy. Andy turned over and pulled the blankets to her chin. Tommy secretly wished she would be awake right now and make the couch into a bed for him again, but of course she wasn't awake. After what he did to her, he expected her to kick him out just like Mary Lou did. He quietly slipped off his shoes and pulled the white