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Ultraman, the Lylat Adventure,6Ultraman, the Lylat Adventure,62 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ultraman, the Lylat Adventure
Chapter 6
Oikonny's Retribution pt.1
"So, you can alter your size at any time you want, becoming smaller or larger as the situation demands." Fox said, walking next to Steven.
"Correct. One of the perks of being a super-evolved being." the other vulpine said, with a hint of pride. The two vulpines, one more evolved than the other, were walking down the hallway to Fox's quarters. It has been only a few hours after the engagement on Corneria with the Kemur, and Fox's opinion of the newest member was starting to change. At first, he felt threatened by him, due to his abilities. However, he found out that, even a
Grimm's DreamGrimm's Dream1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Storm. Lightning. Rain. These were the things that Grimm woke up to, much to his surprise. It only took him a few seconds to realize that wherever he was now, it wasn't where he had fallen asleep. Wary as ever, he readied his greataxe and looked around him. It looked like any number of rocky badlands he had seen during his many travels as mercenary, but there was something subtly...off about it all. Something wasn't right.
Had the warrior known more about the Planes and cosmology of Toril, it could be he would have realized he was standing in the middle of Warrior's Rest, the realm of his deity, Tempus. But that something wasn't right, was c
Rough ATS Initiation textRough ATS Initiation text1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Ageless Tales Studios
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Ivellous's Adventure Log Pt. 1Ivellous's Adventure Log Pt. 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ivellous's Adventure Log [In elven]
"It has been some time since I left my hometown. I've faced demons and monsters. I've made allies and friends. I have even gained a pet... errr... 'companion' I suppose is more appropriate. She is now a young dragon by the name of Chelsi. When I first met her she was a baby, something must be accelerating her aging process. I have decided to keep a log of my adventures incase another elf needs them some day. Though I can not recall my past experiences well enough to catalogue them here, all future information will be written."
"After the fall of Tundra's Kingdom of Satoria, he has gone into hiding as a to
A Thin Thread...A Thin Thread...2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"There's a thin line between love and hate".
I don't often listen to the ramblings of humans. Their fragile, arrogant lives hold little meaning for me; they are not worth extinguishing for life does it soon enough in the end. However, those words could not be closer to the truth. Hate is easy to feel; this world is a diseased place, ugly, selfish creatures hiding under false physical beauty and carefully constructed smiles. It's repulsive, watching them flaunt their pretty little lies while others fall headlong into the web of deceit. Yet it takes so little to unravel those thin intricate threads...a simple cut here, a warning slash there. T
Coloring Medium: 2.2Soul: So what was the point of giving the sun away?Coloring Medium: 2.21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kyuzin: What else was I supposed to do with it? Now we can find a way out of this poorly constructed world.
Soul: And when did the sun get in the sky?
Kyuzin: I have absolutely no idea. Wait what?
Narrator: With the sun returned to its rightful thrown, day had cast out the night and restored color to the-
Kyuzin: Not in the mood for you, ominous voice thing. If the sun is up, it means that thing is probably looking for us.
Soul: Or he's dead.
Kyuzin: Why would he be dead?
Soul: Ravens are attracted to dead things.
Kyuzin: What.
Soul: There's one right there.
Kyuzin: What?
Narr
Coloring Medium: 2.1Arbitrary: It is very dark here.Coloring Medium: 2.11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Creator: You have greater fears to consider currently.
Arbitrary: I don't know where I am, I never know where I am.
Creator: That's not currently important. It would seem your opponent is capable of hearing the Narrator as well.
Arbitrary: How am I supposed to know what I'm doing if I don't know where I am?
Creator: You're becoming very complainy.
Arbitrary: Tell me what I'm supposed to do.
Narrator: In the world of archetypes, the function must follow the form. So as a sheep in figure, a sheep in nature.
Creator: Look for the light, the light is always good.
Unreliable Narrator: There was worry in
Coloring Medium: 2.0Arbitrary: How does one 'defeat an archetype'. Do they mean literally or figuratively?Coloring Medium: 2.01 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Creator: Hold your tongue-
Arbitrary: No seriously. What does that even mean?
Creator: We're supposed to interpret it.
Arbitrary: No, that's nonsense, what are- wait where am I?
Creator: You started talking without giving me the chance to set the scene.
Arbitrary: And you let me? Why??
Creator: Because that's our thing, it's what we do.
Arbitrary: Talking in a disembodied voice so that the audience is left baffled as to the setting? That's not a thing. That's incompetence in storytelling.
Creator: Not if you call attention to it, then it is consid
Belial - J'aimais une fille...Belial - J'aimais une fille...1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
J'aimais une fille belle comme le jour,
Le soleil, jaloux de ses cheveux…
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D'un geste, Bélial repoussa les lourdes tentures pendues au mur, dégageant la fenêtre au verre épais. Le soleil rasant éclaboussait d'or et de trainées sanglantes le ciel au travers, l'informant que son profond sommeil avait duré presque toute la journée. Il ne s'en étonnait guère. Sous sa chemise de lin le cuisait encore les élancements de la blessure du ventre… Un rien plus fort, et Edmure lui faisait jaillir les trippes dans les mains. Penser à son frère lui crispa la mâchoir
Burn InsideBurn Inside8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Burn inside
free your mind
erupt your hatred upon the floor you can hardly see
scream inside
burst your vocals
a tear is woth a thousand words and you have spoken a million
laugh inside
break a smile
the four walls around you are starting to close in
cry inside
we all do
your most dangerous weakness is your smile
dont look back
please, dont look back
they are waiting so they can take you away
take you away
steal me away
they'll never take me from myself
i burned inside
the fire rages and breathes off my oxygen
hellfire angels caress my heart
burning
twisting their fingers through my veins
my blood boils
skin blisters t
Never StopRun.Never Stop1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wake up and run.
Don't let them catch you.
Run and hide.
Always running,
Never safe.
Nowhere.
No one.
Nothing.
Just run.
Survive.
Blood WarningBlood Warning2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Warning: This could creep you out.
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The rain pourd down heavily on the matel roof of the warehouse were they lived.
"Nice weather huh?"said Ben a guy with shaggy brown hair walking around the cement floor. The boy with his eyes fixed on the computer screen nodded.
"Did you bring her?"said the boy in a robotic voice.
"Yeah, room 13,"said Ben sitting next to a girl with long green streaks in her long black hair. She had piercings on her lips.
"Trixy,"said the robotic voice not bothering to turn to them.
"Yeah,yeah, Mr.Robot,"she said rolling her eyes and standing up. She had a short,black dress
PerfectionSkinny legs, bigger breasts is all they want to see.Perfection2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tiny waists and thinner arms the opposite of me.
The pressure to be perfect is slowly closing in.
An utter suffocation that doesn't seem to end.
Society is telling me beautiful is thin
and if I choose to starve myself perfection is what I win.
Shoving something down my throat will get me what I want.
Bring me closer to that goal of a body i can flaunt.
Society is telling us beauty is a prize,
measured in the size of your breasts, in weight and clothing size.
But let me tell you here and now no good will come of that.
It seems okay at first but soon it becomes a trap.
A
Set the World on FireCome with meSet the World on Fire2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Join me
Bring your torches and guns
We will set the world on fire
With our tongues of flame
Our words as ammunition
We will take it all back
Create a world anew
Come with me
Join me
Help us bring this city down
Help us set the whole world on fire
From the ashes,
A new world shall be born
PauseLet us pausePause2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only for one second
Let us stop
And look at the world
Just for a minute
See the world through my eyes
The eyes of a loner
A beast
A phantom
The eyes of a ghost
See the world as I would:
Desolate and barren
A world of bitter tongues
And of hate fueled flames
That burn these cities down
Take just a minute
Slow the seconds ticking by
And look to the smog filled sky
Clouds painted with the blood
Of children shamed
Streets filled with the fallen
The ones who stood against the
Oppressors
Stop, look
Do you see?
Secret LettersDo you remember?Secret Letters2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remember our secret letters?
Between only you and me.
Not for the world to see.
We spoke of boys
Of love and life
We reminisced of our delinquency
We shared secrets
And told jokes
I was your guardian angel
And you were my rock
You told me more than
I ever thought you could share
You entrusted me with your
Insecurities
Depression
And the lies that ran through your head
I told you of my past
The past of a loner
Someone so sad, so alone, she couldn't open up
To a world who loved her
Now, as I read back on these
Secret letters,
I remember how broken we were
How afraid we were
How lost we were
And I
NothingI feel like doing nothingNothing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel like giving up
I don't want to do a single thing
I feel like I'm failing
I don't know what I should do
Should I persevere?
Should I fight?
Or should I lie down
And just watch
As the world passes me by
SmileI've learned how to smile againSmile2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart doesn't feel so broken
Though, I don't feel whole
I miss those moments you speak of
The times I cherish the most
I miss our long walks by the river
My fingers intertwined with yours
Our hearts beating as one
I miss the nights snuggled close
Warm and safe, together
I miss the laughter and joy
As I think back on these moments
I can't help but to just
Smile
Tell meI want to know that everything's okTell me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just want to ask you about your day
I'm tired of wondering and hoping
Please, tell me, what's going on?
Because, the truth is,
I miss you
And I just want to know
GoodbyeGoodbye is just a word.Goodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who can know what it really means?
It is forever?
Or just for now?
What will happen once the final goodbyes are said?
The final kiss is shared?
What does the future hold for two
Lost and broken souls?
All I know is, a long, hard road lies before our feet
I'll go one way, you'll go the other.
We cannot see the end.
Will our paths cross again?
Or will we forever be, walking in separate directions?
I do not know.
But my hope will carry me forward.
I will trip, I will fall, my heart will become scarred.
I will become stronger.
With my hope.
And with my knowledge, that,
Goodbye
Is just a word.
My Brown Eyed GirlYour eyes so deep, a brunneous poolMy Brown Eyed Girl2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A look that drives insane
Mayhap I am a thoughtless fool
I try to speak and yet in vain
What words could describe your look?
That which makes my heart to race
They're uncontainable within a book
Given the angelic fairness of your face
A beauty reflected inside and out
Your caring demeanor seems unreal
A kindness that makes my insides shout
And a sweetness none could steal
These things I say to you
Could not be written were they not true
PreyPreyPrey2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Darling, My Darling,
Why are you here?
The moon's at its brightest,
Does this draw you near?
You stand at my doorstep,
Calling my name.
When outside my window,
The winds stay the same.
I walk out to greet you,
With a look of despair.
But my look turns to panic,
When I gaze at your stare.
I walk over slowly,
I ask you whats wrong.
Then my panic turns to fear,
As I'm left holding on.
You lure me in,
And I blindly go.
Your hands ring me dry,
And I'm left to die.
Darling, Oh darling,
Is this what this means?
Am I just a tool,
To use as you please?
Your hands run up and down my thigh,
As I can only say goodbye.
Why
Until the End of Time Part TwoUntil the End of Time2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Warriors of steel, we will stand until the end of time,
To drive the foe from the Fatherland, forever we will hold the line.
Our hearts will not fear, prepared to give my life if I must,
We shall not waver, even if the weight of time turns us into dust.
Ages may pass but our determination will never be weakened.
Though the enemy rush in like a flood or bring the mountains down, we shall never be beaten.
For our nation we will sacrifice our lives.
Forever we shall stand, until the end of time.
Sta.sh
