ComposedComposed2 years 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
Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 1The feminine figure laid on her bed, examining the white walls of her quarters,seeing all the pictures that crest had drew for her.On these pictures where figures,two with black banged hair, one with white hair with silver streaks,and one with a red goatee,short hair,and a sinister hell-hound smile,like that of a hungry wolf stalking its prey,getting ready for the kill.Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
She turned on her back and looked at the white ceiling,sighing.She began to close her eyes as everything around her went silent and dark.
She awoke in a forest that seemed endless.The trees where all dead,gray,lowering down sometimes.She picked herself up and began to walk trying to find anyone in this dead forest.Suddenly a figure was seen,a small girl.She came close to her and reached out for her.
It was no female,it was a silhouette of a young girl.She wore a white dress,and held a stuffed bear.She began running.
The female however looked at her hand,and saw a JERICHO MK IV claw.She saw it, she was in the Shinagami a
Fortitude And Faith“Nileas!” Ausrius bellowed again. He could find no trace of his fellow, even with his enhanced senses, and helmet overlay. No trace of the daemon either.Fortitude And Faith3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He surveyed the cavern again, slowly re-examining all the corners. He checked the load in his bolter, and advanced, weapon at the ready, continuing to scan in visible light, infrared, and wireframe overlay. The ripples and folds of the tunnel played tricks on the mind, casting odd shadows and concealing entire caverns behind seemingly solid formations of stone.
“Nileas,” he voxed again. “Brother, do you copy?” Likewise the dense rock played havoc with the vox net. He had no contact with his squad commander, or Imperial forces on the surface, and, up until a quarter-hour ago, only intermittent contact with his battle brother, and that plagued by static. Now it seemed that too was gone.
Space Cadet RTS Concept: FederationThe Federation dislikes planetary engagements on an institutional level. The fact that the Federation's planetside warfare branch, the Federal Star Fleet Army, is a subdivision of its orbital warfare branch speaks volumes to this preference. If the Federation had its way, it would win every engagement by bombarding its target from orbit. However, some situations do warrant planetside engagements, such as pitched battles with other galactic great powers or the capture of strategic worlds that cannot simply be burned to a crisp. However, even when the Federation chooses to wage planetside warfare, it attempts to keep its distance. Thus, the FSFA is heavily based on the doctrine of combined arms, with many different units working in conjunction with one another to achieve the FSFA's goals.Space Cadet RTS Concept: Federation5 months ago in Settings More Like This
The Federation may possess the second largest empire in the galaxy, but the Federation's size only means that they have more systems to patrol. Thus, the FSFA is divided into divisions that are assigned
ODST Brotherhood prolugeWell...its been a year since reach....since i lost many friends and family,since i lost the love of my live,and...since i nearly lost my entire squad.But,i made a soul promise,i'd protect them with my life. I've had to many losses,but that ends this day.Heh listen to me rant i forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jack Christopher noeland.I'm and ODST (orbital drop sock trooper)i was a army soldier on reach....but thats past me now,i cant tell you the horrible memories i saw on that planet.Well anyways let me give you the rundown.Im a commander,and im with a unsc division thats always been known as the best of the best 1st disivion wolf pack.In second in command,and my right hand man,is my childhood friend,Dibs dubbo.He's austrailian,mean,and ready to kill the covenant,just the soldier i need for the second in command.He carries a pretty mean shotgun,its from when we where on reach,the special thing about it,is that it as tree barrels on it.He regrets what happened to us onODST Brotherhood proluge4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Culture Profile: The Galactic EmpireAstrographyCulture Profile: The Galactic Empire5 months ago in Settings More Like This
The Galactic Empire ("Empire"), also known as the Third Empire of Man, spans almost the entire Milky Way. Like its Federation rival, there are tens of millions of systems within the Empire, easily dwarfing any other galactic polity. Because of the Empire's size, an exact count would be impossible to take, for as soon as the numbers have been collected they would be outdated.
Natural Physical Appearance
The Empire is populated by a myriad of humans and non-humans, so the concept of a natural physical appearance would be inapplicable to them. However, the majority of the Empire is composed of humans of the Galactic ethnicity.
Given the Empire's diversity, appearance traditions vary wildly within the Empire. There is no one style that dominates the Empire's spacefaring classes, although ostentatious shows of wealth are always present among the dress of these wealthy individuals.
There is no one language in the Empire,
Zombie Country. Chapter 2.Zombie Country. Chapter 2.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Should we all go?" Splash asked.
"No, that'd be too dangerous." Vex sighed, he looked at Arya and then her body, Arya gave him a look and Vex caught it.
"No, no, maybe you should go because you're smaller." Vex suggested and Splash scoffed.
"But she's a female!"
"That doesn't matter. She's smaller so she has less a chance of being seen and-," Vex started but Splash cut him off.
"I don't care if she's smaller! I'm smarter!" Splash hissed.
"If zombies go after her, she probably has a chance of slipping between small spaces and getting away. Or even hiding." Vex hissed and Splash folded his arms.
Arya opened the back of the truck, the streets were deserted and a few of the shops windows had been smashed open. Vex handed her a large bag, "Just incase you find anything. Just get things that you think we'd need."
She slipped out of the truck with her bow in hand and the bag strapped to her back. Vex and Splash watched her as she pushed open the stores door gently and slid inside.
Land of the FreeA factory worker and cashier give birth to a sonLand of the Free6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Can't go to the hospital, paychecks are done
The mother dies as for the first time her son cries
Leaving the proletarian father to take care of this kid on his own
With only one income, they lose their home
As the father falls into depression following his late wife's death,
His boss decides he's not productive enough to earn his checks
Nothing to eat, nowhere to live
And no one's got charity to give
Is this what you call the "Land of the Free"?
A state built on nothing but greed
Where people are nothing but money-making tools
Slaving for heartless suit-clad ghouls
There is no freedom in this empty place
Let's band together and end the rat race!
The boy is growing up fast and shifting gears
Going to finish high school in a few years
Or he would, but the system never worked for everyone
He can't do math so it's a while before he's done
If he quits he won't be able to survive later in life
Found a girl he wants to make his wife
The Five Hundred Worlds of UltramarFive Hundred Worlds of UltramarThe Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar3 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
Cyclades Epsilon Cyclades Kappa Armato Sabatin
[VME] Occult Watch - Central Intelligence Agency[VME] Occult Watch - Central Intelligence Agency2 months ago in Settings More Like This
Years Active: 2012-Present
Territory: Gotham, airports worldwide
Cult Activities: Plane crashes, pyromancy
Patron God(s): The Masked Man
The Central Intelligence Agency began its life as a replacement for the OSS, the intelligence agency of the United States. Privy to all of the occult knowledge at the Americans' disposal, the CIA nonetheless resisted corruption for decades, loyally serving the American government. However, the CIA went rogue at an uncertain point in the early 21st century, declaring war on the United States and all of mankind.
It was not known when the corruption of the CIA began, but records indicate that a mysterious mercenary known only as "the Masked Man" began informing on CIA targets as early as 1998. The Masked Man quickly became the go-to informant for the CIA, providing crucial information on SS and KGB activity that allowed the CIA to thwart German and Soviet plots in the Middle East. It was around this point
My Murderous FriendsDraw your swords you murderous men.My Murderous Friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Draw nigh with your arrows dipped in poison.
Let your lying lips come close to my ear.
Let your deceitful eyes meet mine.
The time has come once again.
The time to reveal your true nature.
You live to shed blood, my "friends".
You live to watch me suffer.
Come now, and pierce my heart once again,
with words that slaughter my very soul;
that cause my life to bleed out inside of me,
with rivers of tears that seem to have no end.
Come. Stare at my suffering,
with pitiless eyes that know no empathy;
with lips shaped in joyous smiles.
With laughter and joy, dance around my pain.
Your venomous words penetrate my being.
I stumble from all the pain of your poison.
Light and life is slowly drained.
Shrouding me in darkness
Have I pleased you now my "friends"?
In the midst of my pain, I see you laughing.
Surely my suffering was not in vain,
For you are happy.
The earth is made drunk by my blood.
Blood shed to satisfy your evil thirst.
You wield weapons t
Gay is the new black... my opinionGay is the new black... my opinion3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
[I will be quoting older pieces I have written on gay rights within this piece as well, any piece quoted will say which piece it is from and the piece shall be linked in the Artist Comments
As with many of my pieces, I enjoy, expect and welcome differences of views, but if you are just coming to say the gay agenda is equal to legalizing pedophilia, bestiality, etc. [which has happened on a few previous pieces by the same individual] then please spare me that nonsense and write your own piece where you can spread that ignorance that homosexuals are all pedophiles, and wish to corrupt your children etc..
I am more than happy for comments from those who disagree, but please, and I truly ask you not to come here with the conspiratorial nonsense. If you disagree with gay marriage, GREAT!!! That is your right, if you do not think it should be legalized, GREAT yet when you start then it is wrong because of the bible, as an atheist you must understand if I do
Adaptation Part 3Adaptation P3Adaptation Part 35 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I had never seen this part of the hive before. It seemed planned out manufactured. I'm not sure how to put it really. The walls seemed square-ish. It suddenly occurred to me that the hive was underground, near a township that I had passed on the bus ride here. Something caught my eye (if you'll excuse the irony in that statement) something gleaming within the resin. Breaking away the sticky secretions, I found a bright yellow sign. The smaller letters had worn away with age, but I was still able to make out "Pump Station 4". It took me a minute to realize where I was. This was a water treatment plant, specifically one I saw just before we had driven into the park.
A noise caught my attention. It sounded like someone being smothered muted moans and cries. I followed the sounds, delving deeper into the pseudo-industrial sec
Mando'a Lesson 15Mando'a Lesson 155 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Mando'a Lesson 15
Olarom! Ner gai Linzero. Jate'urcyce gar. Ni dala. Ni Tay'haai. Ni borari ti solegote, bal ni ori Ka'ra Akaane cuar'tomade.
Ni gana t'ad vode bal nu'ni kartayli. Ni gana munit daryc gemas bal daryc sur'haiie. Ni skotah bal nuh'la.
Ner beskar'gam sale racin ge'tal bal ne'tra. Ni juri solus beskad bal solus tracy'uur. Ner yaim pirebu suumpir bal bic ciryc vaii ni oyacyi. Ni emmuri nuhoyir, epar agol, bal piru gal.
Welcome! My name is Linzero. It's good to meet you. I am a woman. I am a Librarian. I work with computers and I am a big Star Wars Fan.
I have two siblings and I am not married. I have long brown hair and brown eyes. I am short and funny.
My armour colours are pale red and black. I car
A Very British Solar System, Part IA description (with a little rationalization and expansion) of Philip Reeve's rah-ther delightful "Larklight" trilogy universe. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Larklight_trilogyA Very British Solar System, Part I1 year ago in Settings More Like This
The Aether currents circle around the sun, a jolly good thing, too, because if the Aether were a static medium, the planets would soon fall into the sun. As it is, the currents help move the planets in their orbits, and ease the passage of space ships travelling clockwise rather than counterclockwise around the sun. The Aether is an energetic medium, the basis for the Alchemical drive, and sustains the fauna of space much as air sustains terrestrial life; however, the traveler should keep in mind it cannot substitute for oxygen for long, and one needs to bring a supply along when venturing into space.
The solar system is well supplied with suns and planets: as in many other solar systems,  this is not a natural phenomenon but the work of a member of the ancient and slightly eldritch super-race known as t
Mando'a Lesson 11Mando'a Lesson 115 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Mando'a Lesson 11
Happy - Briikase
Hate Or'parguur (VERB)
Love Kar'taylir Darsuum (VERB)
To See Haa'taylir
To Smell - Klesir
To Hear - Susulur
To Taste - Isirir
To Feel Aalar
How are you? Me'vaar ti gar?
I am happy. Ni [cuy] briikase.
I feel angry. Ni aala kaden.
The EndWarI remember how the EndWar began.The EndWar5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It all began with the nuclear war in the Middle East. Israel, Iran, Saudi Arabia and a whole bunch of other countries got nuked; I forget what it was about. It was the worst thing since 9/11. You'd see pictures on the news about how cities were wiped off the face of the map. How nuclear autumn ravaged the land. How millions died over the course of a weekend.
Everyone was horrified. The pictures of the warped survivors, the statues of ash that used to be people and the horror of people that even the great city of Mecca was just... gone. No-one's sure on who fired the first shot, and to be frank, it probably didn't matter. The Middle East had become a land of ghosts. Everyone was horrified, and everyone prayed that such things never happened again. I volunteered for aid work there.
That's why the Missile Shield went up. The S.L.A.M. Shield. The Sea, Land, Air, Missile Shield. A bunch of scientists from both the U.S and a few Euro countries got together an
A Very British Solar System, Part IIThe nearest celestial body, the Moon, turned out to be a bit of a disappointment to terrestrial explorers, much of it deserts of grey sand, it’s seas shallow and bitterly salt, it’s most advanced animal life snails, slugs, and insects (albeit often of most formidable size), it’s plant life generally of a pallid or grayish mushroom or fungus type, the most developed of which is the closest thing to an intelligent species, the Lunar mushroom-men, which herd the giant snails and live in their empty shells, and dealt with the unusual arrival of human beings by trying to ignore them as much as possible. (Fortunately for them, mushrooms do not seem to catch any human diseases). There are no picturesque ruins. There are some mines and a penal colony, but generally the Moon does not attract many visitors or compel much excitement. (Well, unless one is infected by one of the fungal spores which sprout in human flesh, or attacked by one of the various predatory insects, some ofA Very British Solar System, Part II1 year ago in Settings More Like This
TF: Danger in SummerTF: Danger in Summer4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Danger In Summer
Started writing 762011
Universe: Not specified.
Warnings: Action, slightly scary image-inducing for those of you with really good imagination
Characters: Optimus Prime, Arcee, Bumblebee, Ironhide, OC Carol
Summary: When you think that there's nothing worse than Summer School, you might be proven wrong...
Pre-story Author's Note: Based on a dream I had the night before July 6th, 2011.
"I hate this teacher," I whispered to my friend Nicholas.
"You loved him during school," Nick pointed out quietly from his computer adjacent to the one I was sitting at.
"I only 'loved' him because 1) he plays the guitar, 2) wasn't so strict, and 3) he looks almost exactly like Paul McCartney," I told him. "As a summer school teacher though he SUCKS!! He's like über strict now!"
Nick rolled his eyes at me. "I still don't see the resemblance," he mumbled. "Don't le
Mando'a Lesson 12Mando'a Lesson 12Mando'a Lesson 125 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
On Time jat'ca'nara
Week - Ray'ture
What time is it? Tion ca'nara [cuy] ibic?
When are we meeting? Tion'tuur mhi urcie?
Sigil (Symbol on Armour) Aliik
Marines HymnFrom the Halls of Montezuma,Marines Hymn4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the shores of Tripoli;
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land, and sea;
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean;
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun;
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun;
In the snow of far-off Northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes;
You will find us always on the job
The United States Marines.
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve;
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes;
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.
Alien: InfectionAlien: InfectionAlien: Infection8 years ago in Horror More Like This
My story isnt a happy one. If youre looking for a joyful tale full of magic and wonder, then please search for another story somewhere else on this site. This story is one of horror and ill fate, and how I lost everything that I held dear. However, if you are looking for a story that seems too unreal to be true, then youve found the right one. However, I can assure you that this story just might make you look over your shoulder every now and then in the city of Toronto, because chances are that Ill be watching you.
I am, err I guess I should say that I was a Canadian boy whose life had gone pretty well. I lived with my mother and step-father in Baby Point (one of the nicer parts of Toronto, you could say) and had my fair share of friends. It was approaching my 16th birthday and I was obsessed with cars. Porches, Lamborghinis, Ferraris, they were the stuff of my dre
Hetalia sucks1. Every character is a stereotype of their country, and if that wasn't bad enough they're usually incorrect stereotypes as well. I mean if you want to represent an entire nation with an offensive stereotype atleast try and use the correct ones. No sense doing something unless you plan on doing it well.Hetalia sucks4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
2. All Hetalia is essentially, is porn for girls. We can pretend it's a satire on history or country relationships, but that's all it'd be; pretending. The only reason the countries are even there are so that the creator can easily create 20-30 diff't guys for girls to swoon over, and for the english dub a cluster***k of accents. Let's leave Satire to the real Satirists, rather than credit this man as one. Claiming you watch it for the "History" or "Satire" is like a guy claiming he reads Playboy for the articles, even if you do enjoy the articles/satire they ain't the main draw for you. If you girls enjoy your girl porn more power to you, just don't pretend it's a