GoW: Baird's ChronicleBaird slowly made his way back home, hands smeared with grease up to his elbows along with spots dotting most of his light blue shirt. He scrubbed fiercely at it without making any progress in the attempt to clean himself. If he made it home with oil and grease on him again his father would be furious. His booted feet slowed further as his house came into view. In all his thirteen years of life, Baird could not remember being happy to come home when his father was there. When he reached the steps that led up to the front door he stopped and briefly wiped at his right elbow again.GoW: Baird's Chronicle6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
With a scowl, he took in a deep breath and trudged up the stairs. He hesitated again with his hand resting on the door handle, listening intently to see if he could make out if his father and mother were home. Hearing nothing, he turned the knob softly and entered the house as stealthily as he could. Once inside his home he
LancerThe roaring whir,Lancer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sound of death itself,
dark wings in the blood-red sky,
descend upon your enemies.
Like a vulture from afar,
the weapon takes flight,
dives upon the corpses,
tearing them limb from limb.
This death, as dark and violent,
is merely a puppet.
A shadow of the man behind it.
And as the teeth of its blade,
cut, grind and gnaw through flesh,
the man grins,
a blood-stained smile.
His tool is prime for his job.
Less of a weapon, more of a guardian.
As long as it's fed, the tool,
gives him protection.
For Baird LoversFor Baird LoversFor Baird Lovers2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You looked around squinting through the dust cloud that had been stirred up in the fight. Your goggles made it so your eyes didn't get dust in them, but other than that, there really wasn't all that much they did for your vision. Your hair was ruffled by the wind that was doing nothing to calm down the dust.
You heard something stumble about in the rubble, and whirled around, your Longshot Sniper Rifle held defensively across your body. You saw a figure in the shifting sand, and tightened your grip on your rifle. Something tackled you from behind, letting out a yell; you struggled helplessly to get away. You dropped your gun, fingers prying desperately at the muscled arm that was slowly choking the life out of you. You knew it was hopeless, however, because what held you was a Locust. Once they had a grip on you, there was no getting away.
You saw the form you'd seen in the dust earlier stumble quickly in your direction as your yell was heard. As he drew closer, you re
ValerianValerian4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Name: Valerian (Val') Pavil Radomir
Rank: Private First Class
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Name: Tyler Funk
Born in New Temperance, Kashkur
-Died during the travel to Jacinto
Name: Alyshia Funk
Occupation: Scientist (Studied Imulsion)
Born in New Temperance, Kashkur
-Died during the travel to Jacinto
He was born after Anvil Gates' refugees had come New Temperance (2 B.E.). Though there weren't many survivors, it was still tough on the citizens who lived in the city. His parents took in a family shortly after he was born. A year later the refugee family birthed a little girl, the children grew up as best friends.
Then Emergence Day came. The families watched in horror once the reports came in. The city began to fortify itself for the enemy that
Hate Without ReasonPeace, justice, equality. Things Americans are proud to die for. But Communism? They don't even want communists around them, let alone die for their system. But why? If people actually read the Communist Manifesto, perhaps they'd find out that their government was tricking them. That they were being lied to. That the people who have been ripping them off and exploiting them are now scapegoating and forwarding hate and aggression to innocent people who want the best for their citizens.Hate Without Reason2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I'm of course going to refer back to Red Terror of the 1950's. The US was blacklisting accused Communists and doing inhumane things to them, but why? Because people don't do research. True, Joseph Stalin, the man who carried out the Purges and Five-Year-Plans of the 1930's, was a communist, but the things he did weren't for communism. But Communism, as set down in the Communist Manifesto, has nothing to do with what Stalin did. And the US government would've known that if they read the book.
Throne Agent, V.V-1VThrone Agent, V.V-14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When Losa entered, she found the Master reclined in his throne and surrounded by his holoscreen dome. One screen was from a hull-mounted pict recorder, magnified and focused to watch a meteor shower impacting the nearby planetoid; another holoscreen looked over a hangar, where a squad of crewmen patrolled the narrow spaces between the racks of stored Hell Blades.
When Losa stepped up to the outer ring around the Master's throne, several screens flashed and changed to blurry human faces, all of them staring at her.
"What is it?" the Master spoke, his voice bounding off the walls.
"I just finished with my inspection. I heard that the Marine's vessel was spotted on the outskirts of the system "
One of the screens directly in front of Vok went dark, and then began to flash a string of text.
Losa tilted her head and slowly, cautiously approached. "What is-"
"A conversation which I was not meant to see." Another screen turned
Gears of War Story: BairdBaird sat on the ground in his back yard as he fiddled around with machine parts his father had no use for anymore. He took them apart and looked at the components that made them work. He reached for his wrench as his hand searched the dirt floor until he finally felt it protruding from a small patch of grass. He picked it up and tinkered with something inside what looked like a small handheld device; almost like a TV remote or a miniature radio.Gears of War Story: Baird4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Baird pulled out more parts as he inspected them closely to see what they were. When he had found out he laid them down in stacks of the same type of material. They were mostly wires.
Young Damon finally stood up and went back towards his rather large house that was bigger than what most people had in these times, his family was considered rich to most people that knew him. He walked in the back door that led to the basement where he looked around for more things he could take apart without his father scolding him for it. Unless he was caught.
Random Gears StoryAnd it was when she was laid bleeding, dying, in my arms that she begged me not to let her die..At the moment the words left her lips, the memories of all the times she tried to take her own life flooded my mind. All those times she had said the exact opposite. She had yelled at me just to let her be and to let her die. And I refused. I stopped her all those times, even when she cried that it hurt her so much inside. I stopped her because I wanted, needed, her around..Life without her..No, There wasn't such a thing. Life without her is not life at all. She was like Family.. I loved her. When she wanted to leave me for good..it felt like a part of me was being ripped out. Thinking about it hurt like hell too.Random Gears Story7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But Yet, here it was, happening in front of me. she was bleeding, almost torn in half from the machine gun shots she took in the back. If it was this painful to look at, I couldn't even begin to imagine how painful it actually was.. I glanced away from her for a quick second to see
Gears of DatingDisclaimer: I don't own Gears of War. Or the dating sites I am talking about, just wanted some laughs. *giggles hope you like it*Gears of Dating5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Delta was sick of Dom moping around the house. They knew Maria had been very close to Dom's heart, but it had been atleast two years since he had found her, just to lose her again. With no Locust or Lambent to terrorize them, it was time to get back to normal, or as normal as you could,in society.
Baird and Dana were standing behind Dom, watching him cycle through thousands of potential dates. He sighed,"There's noone here I like. They're either to young or just very to old. Do I have to do this?" Baird grinned, pulling on Dom's beard,"You know your not that young yourself anymore. You really should shave that shit off. Man you look like you swallowed a goat's ass." Dana just patted his shoulder saying,"Just give it a try big brother. You can't just sit around an be depressed all your life. Needing to move on with your life is one of the many steps in recove
005-You never were poeticWhen I met you005-You never were poetic5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were stolen song lyrics,
knee deep in notebooks
Tartan mini skirts and
hand-knitted wool jumpers.
Sneaking swear words into
You were Sharpie covered scars
Telling strangers they looked sad.
I was summer dresses,
a Cheshire cat grin that tried too hard
Glazed eyes skyward that asked
"Someone look at me.
Gears of War-DeadSpace DramaDisclaimer: I don't own Gears of War or the characters. And I don't own DeadSpace either, but it make a good parody! *winks*Gears of War-DeadSpace Drama5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dana Santiago Fenix was walking by Baird's room, when she heard him cry. She instinctivly rushed the door, covertly rolling into his bedroom like a commando. She scanned the area, only to find a bleary-eyed Baird gaping at her. He asked,"What the hell was that? You freaking scared the shit out of me. Try knocking next time okay." Dana stood up, puzzled,"I heard you scream. What was that about?" Daird grunted and pointed at his flatscreen tv, which was playing the game DeadSpace. Dana breathed,"You have to be kidding me?" Baird just huffed and went back to playing. Two minutes later, a Necromorph literally ripped him a new one, making Baird yell in protest,"What the hell man? Shoot right next time you dumbass." Dana was about to leave when the smell hit her. She gasped,"Oh my goodness Baird! When was the last time you showered?" Baird paused the game, looking at h
White TulipsWhite Tulips.White Tulips3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Everything about Sofia's life is wonderful. That is something she is certain of every day. It is a feeling that courses through her every time she thinks about the situation she's in and when looking at the fact, it is difficult to argue with that.
After all, she has a loving husband in Ezio Auditore, who is as wealthy as he is kind and a beautiful daughter and son who are her pride and joy. She lives in a beautiful house in Tuscany, not too far from Florence, where the world is green and the air fresh. She has her health and people around her who care for her and support her and who stand by her every day of her life.
It is a life that is worth envying and she is quite certain that many women around her do. Not everyone can be so lucky to have nearly everything a human craves, after all. It is natural that she is considered one of the most blessed women of this region, yet to Sofia, this isn't always true. As much as she has and as much as she appreciated, there i
FireworksFireworksFireworks3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Assassin's Creed II
Summary: The Carnival has once again hit Venice, but this time Ezio is not content with going there on his own.
AN: Because I can. After reading so many wonderful fics, seeing so many beautiful pictures and finally gotten my ass through ACII (awaiting Brotherhood until my wallet is no longer crying for mercy), I finally found some inspiration to try my luck with an ACII fic of my own.
By the way, my Italian is less than perfect so all my translations has been done thanks to the internet.
"Come on, Leonardo! Per favore, for my sake?"
Leonardo let out a small sigh, resisting the urge to simply stick his brush up the assassin's nose in an attempt to shut him up. "No, Ezio, I must complete this commission. I am already far behind on it. Besides, as wonderful and amazing as the carnevale is, I have never been one to attend it. Far too much noise and too many people."
Ezio let out a pout, lean
DizzyStrap on yer' boots,Dizzy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hold on to yer' hat,
war is war,
and that is that.
Grab yer' gun,
hold it tight,
yer' gonna' need it,
to make things right.
Charge n' roll,
through the lead,
mash his corpse,
make 'em dread.
Fight n' fight,
take no rest,
plow yer' saw,
into it's chest.
Wipe da' blood,
from yer' sleeve.
The Horde is dead,
no need to grieve.
Letters to a Loved OneLetters to a Loved One5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today I grasped the carpet with
one hungry hand and
imagined your face
The other night I
thought about how cold I was
in my sleeping bag
and wondered why you didnt come
to warm me.
The other week
I was kissing him
and thinking that you probably taste
so much better.
I know what youre doing right now.
I know youre
looking at the moon
Magnetism: Proto-creed fanfic: Chap 3- CooperationMagnetism: Proto-creed fanfic: Chap 3- Cooperation3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3 Cooperation.
And more in the future
"...tair...Altair" Altair was woken by someone shaking him he opened his eyes to see Desmond "You okay? Time to get up man! Breakfast is ready and if you don't get up you wont be able to get in the shower before all the hot water is used up, and you KNOW how Ezio like to primp up in the bathroom" He said with a snigger.
That made Altair crack a smile in amusement, knowing just how true that statement really was, before he nodded at that and yawned a bit "Thanks Desmond I'll be down in a minute" He said ruffling the younger male's hair absently as he grinned and ran off, no doubt to jump on Ezio in order to rouse him from bed.
Altair stretched a little and headed out of his room and across the hall to the bathroom smirking as he heard Ezio's strangled yelp down the hallway followed by Desmond's laughter and hurried footsteps down the stairs as Ezio began curs
SerratedMy mouth, my mouthSerrated5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pouring these confessions
(This gun, this gun
Loaded with transgressions)
My mind, lord, my mind
Pumping's a profession
For my heart, my heart's
Serrated in sections///
My eyes, my eyes
My thrice damned mouth
- Will Schenck
Walkwith black heartWalk5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(save the running start
for the olympics)
i forgot every lesson
that she had taught
with every single step
the ground got more soft
and the stepping, itself
became so hard
close to my star
my life in
"just stop fucking crying!"
i screamed in her ear...
than i reached for my face,
and wiped away my own tears///
Fear T byFear6 years ago in Typographical More Like This
r f d
a e e
p a p
You live in the shadows
Never taking any chances.
Too easily content with
your life away
Graffiti - Portal 2 fanficFor the first time in a long time, GLaDOS was alone. No cores. No humans. Just her and her facility. She hung in her chamber, performing the routine cleaning maintenance that she was now able to perform without interruption, and paused at a small blip informing her of some difficult graffiti that required special attention. It had been left by an equally difficult test subject, called Doug Rattmann.Graffiti - Portal 2 fanfic4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
That graffiti, that name for whatever reason, an unwelcome memory file of Caroline's resurfaced in GLaDOS's mainframe. While she may have been deleted, her memory files remained, and were stored unlike any of GLaDOS's other files. She hadn't been able to figure out what to do with them, so she had left them as they were, randomly appearing and disappearing like she imagined human memories did.
"We could always, I don't know, maybe if you wanted to dinner?"
His awkward fidgeting and stuttering had made Caroline smile. She had accepted his proposal, and that nig
Merry Christmas Assassins - Side Story. 03Sidestory - Merry Christmas AssassinsMerry Christmas Assassins - Side Story. 033 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(A time manipulation with a little fantasy. Starring Altair, Malik, Ezio, Leonardo and OC)
The evening was a rather quiet one. Nothing to eventful had happened today, The weather was much colder now then it had been a few days ago, Altair could only bare to stay on the roof for a short while before he lost feeling in his hands and feet. His robes did little to keep him warm, so he was stuck in the house. He and Malik were locked in an intense battle. Altair watched Malik's hand carefully as he moved it. After some time Malik finally made his move.
"Checkmate" Malik sat back in the chair with a grin as he watched his friend curse under his breath.
He let out a sigh. "Best 4 out of 7?"
"Your just going to lose again." Ezio said not looking up from the t.v. "yes! I'm in the lead!" He shouted.
"Not for long." Jack calmly said as he sent a turtle shell flying knocking the lead car out of the race. He looked over to see Ezio jaw drop in disbelief before
Confettilittle sisters, one day bridesConfetti4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
today, glitter-frozen eyes
if three is charm, then what comes next?
we're drunk from beer
doomed to forget
and if it hasn't happened yet?
five bucks says your ass is next.