Obama, Putin/ America, SyriaBarack Obama (President of the United States of America, for those of you who live in a hole under a rock) has made the decision that he wants to send military forces to Syria, but Congress must approve of the idea before it is acted upon. The military (says Obama) will not be ground troops, but rather air-force instead, because bringing ground troops into Syria would put our troops into too much danger.Obama, Putin/ America, Syria2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Vladimir Putin (President of Russia) says he will defend Syria if we attack, claiming he has not approved, or would ever approve the chemical bombing that has been poured down on Syria. Putin said that the bombing is most likely being done by Assad's regime, who are against the government there. To back himself up, he also stated that the Pope would never let it happen.
Eleven other countries say that they will support America if we go through with Obama's suggestion. Mr. Cameron (British) could not get Parliament to agree to help.
What is happening in Syria is going agains
Romania x Reader: Love is a Battlefield part 2Romania x Reader: Love is a Battlefield Part 2Romania x Reader: Love is a Battlefield part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
December 9, 1916
The Central Powers was able to occupy two-thirds of Romania.
Huff… Huff… Huff…
Run… Hide… They're just everywhere…!
My vision is starting to blur… They are like drugs that make me go crazy and become dependent on them…
I must fight this thirst… I must stay sane no matter what happens…! I must find a hiding place and…
Blood… I… smell… blood…
No… Get it together, Vlad! You're not going to do it…! You'll end being a monster over and over…! Control yourself…!
I'm battling with my mind right now… It's like I have two minds as the other wante
Denton Vs JensenJC Denton was walking in a dark alley, behind 'Ton Hotel. He had to do a job for the Illuminati, he had to kill one of the people who threatened the new world order. He was seen in Hell's Kitchen, asking questions about him. But he asked the wrong people. Jordan Shea called him saying that someone was looking for him. A Mech.Denton Vs Jensen4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was about to get up to the fire escape ladder, to take a look on his brothers room, when he heard something falling from the roof. He didnt have time to react when Adam Jensen landed with force beside him and knocked him of his feet. With just a thought he activated all his nano augmentations, just to be ready. It was a good move. The aggressive defensive system was beeping so loud that he was going mad, but he was content. Jensen was about to make his first bad move. The mini bombs from the claymore augmentation exploded prematurely, wounding Jensen seriously, leaving him gasping for air.
"You must be Adam Jensen. Morgan Everett says hi."
Jensen gave an angry
The Fall of Ariamis …Priscilla.The Fall of Ariamis2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I will keep you safe.
I will keep you company.
Do you remember all those years ago – when we first met? I remember it perfectly. I was so very close. So very, very close to my last shred of sanity snipping. And then I saw a peculiar little girl in white dress – you. Your left hand was occupied by a tattered doll. Your right was wet from wiping your tears. Your eyes began to water again, but I caught it for you that time. I still had a shred of humanity left, gnawing at my heart's strings to care for you, to pity, and to comfort. You were scared by my face, but I mustered a smile, and told you not to fear. You told me that you were lonely, that you were unloved.
And from that point on, I never left your side.
Do you remember all those years ago – when I saved your life? I remember it perfectly. The cursed fellow had threatened you, and I had intervened. You were bigger, but still, I needed to protect you. He chased you up the tower,
Heartless Automaton - A Love StoryCombat Mechanoid 732 of the 3rd Armoured Battalion - though he went by the name Al in casual conversation (something easy for the fleshies to remember). During service he had dragged his ferrosteel body from the flaming wreckage of a particle tank on four separate occasions, once going back in to recover the memory core from a crushed comrade's skull. He dedicated himself to the cause not because of the propaganda or idealism, but because it was his job (and unlike the fleshies he knew how to do his job without whining, or stopping to rest every couple of days). But now the war was over (with both sides claiming victory) and Al was to be sent into civilian life.Heartless Automaton - A Love Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The press releases had been careful not to suggest that mechanoids were considered alive in any way (because that might make someone begin to consider things like their rights and privileges), but instead focussed on how they might benefit the human (fleshie) population. They were told that the mechanoids would offer valuable a
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
The Suicide PhotographerI am a photographer.The Suicide Photographer2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
People hate my work. You may ask why, but when you see my shots, you'll understand. My work is very controversial. I am sadly proud of my photos, for I may be the only one who's adopted this style.
I capture photos of suicide.
No matter where I go, I carry my camera with me, ready to shoot anything that may happen. There's surprisingly a lot of suicides in this city and the next city over. I've gotten beautiful shots.
The most common ones are those of people jumping from buildings. Of course, there's usually a crowd of people pleading for the person to come down, so I know right away what I am about to get. I stand to get a good perspective, hold up my camera, and snap the photo right as the person plunges to their demise. I take a couple one after the other so I make sure to get the perfect shot. People surrounding me shout at me and call me heartless.
On the contrary, I am more caring than them. That person wanted to end their life, so they had a perfect reason t
The Talking Dead “If you thought it was alright to be a zombie...” Bruce pumped his shotgun for emphasis, “you were dead wrong.”The Talking Dead10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Aaah!” yelled the zombie. “Not the face! Not the face!”
Bruce jumped in surprise, accidentally pulling the trigger, but only after he had also made an ungainly flailing motion with the shotgun. The result was that he not only missed the zombie, but the recoil caught him completely by surprise, prompting further flailing. All in all, it didn’t really fit with the badass action hero persona he had been trying to cultivate since the start of the zombie apocalypse.
“Stop! I’m not a zombie!”
Whether or not this was true, the slightly-rotten figure in front of Bruce was cowering, and since he had already ticked “shoot first” off his mental list, this seemed like a good time
Request: Allmurdrsluvjam: Chibi!Reader x Turkey"Ha ha! I told you I would be able to win _______!" Turkey bragged as he held a crying ______ under his arm.Request: Allmurdrsluvjam: Chibi!Reader x Turkey2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
France wiped his forehead. He didn't even try-- but Turkey didn't have to know that.
"Oui, Oui, I know. Ohhhh-- But please don't take poor _______! She is my little sister! Please…." 'Come On France! Keep pushing! She's a little brat and you don't want him to feel bad and give her back. Add the sugar!'
France slowly pulled himself off the ground (trying to be all dramatic) and quietly whimpered. "Fine… you won her fair and square… go!"
Turkey flashed a toothy smile. "Very well! I won't see you anymore and neither will she!" Turkey readjusted you under his arm and tossed you up a little, making you grab for anything to hold on to. You cried again.
"FWANCE! NO NO NO NO!" You grabbed toward him as Turkey turned around and started walking away. France felt a sharp ping in his heart as you started sobbing onto Turkey's nice silk clothes.
His mouth twisted into a small smile
Why Murdering the Chinese is WrongMy heart was still beating a little fast as I snuck into Captain Zhao's cabin and started hacking into his computer. One of the American soldiers had heard me messing around in the medical bay and nearly caught me. They didn't know anything about the plague the ship was carrying, so I didn't want to fight them. Now, the VersaLife security from China? Oh, I was going to give them a piece of my mind. By sending bullets through theirs.Why Murdering the Chinese is Wrong4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
What's this? An e-mail from Captain Zhao's daughter? ". . .Today Some nice men came to school to see me. They said they were your friends and if there was ever a problem, they would come and get me so that I could see you. i told Mommy and she didn't seem to like it but I thought they were very nice . . ."
Oh! Oh, no! Zhao's message to Walton Simons I'd found earlier the one about taking care of his daughter took on a whole different m
The ShamanYou may find her in the ancient forests, her home built into the face of a redwood, though sometimes she resides in a net over the edge of a waterfall. She is a young and beautiful woman, and in the moonlight she dances naked among swirling clouds of multicolored sand.The Shaman4 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
One short incantation whispered into your ear will change your life. She has created and destroyed empires. She has granted eternal life and she has reduced some into horrid aberrations. It is impossible to tell whether you will be among the blessed or the victims until far too late.
If you go to her, beware one more truth. The Shaman is not easily fooled, and if she learns of any deception on your part she will never forgive. You will be hunted to the ends of the earth by those she has helped. Some have eluded her agents for years. None have met a peaceful death.
And remember, you must love the Shaman as you love God. As you love your mother. As you love your wife. Anything less and you are a slave. Go now, and good luc
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.
TF2 vs 40kTF2 vs 40k7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Team Fortress 2, Ork style!
Engineer: Big Mek.
Nah lissen boy, oim a mek, and dat meenz oi fix problemz. Not problemz like what is dakka, dat falls in yer own ideas of brainitude! i fix reel problems. Loike 'ow am oi gonna kill some puny 'umie in a bunka? da answer? use some gubbinz. and if'n dat dont werk? use more gubbinz. Take dis, shokk attack gun, designed boi me, made boi me, and you best hope...not pointed at yoo!
Heavy weapons guy: Flash Git
I'm a Flash git, and dis...is my weapon. It fires kustum made bullets at free fahsand shots a minnit... It costs seven 'undred teef, ta fire dis gun, for...sum seconds!
zoggin' 'ell who touched Shouty? Dats it...'OO TOUCHED MAH DAKKA?!
Sum boyz fink dey can outfink me... maybe... maybe... I've yet ta meet one dat can outfink dakka!
Soldier: Ork boy
If deres a battle to be fort, den yoo must fight!
Ghazghkull Thraka sed dat, an I fink 'e kno's a bit more abaht krumpin' dan yoo do boy, becuz 'e invented it! An' den 'e perfected it so no livin
Death Battle: Luffy vs. PopeyeDeath Battle: Luffy vs. Popeye1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ray: Alright, the combatants are set. Let’s settle this debate once and for all.
Steel: It’s time for a DEATH BATTLE!!!
All was calm as a massive galleon cruised across the ocean's surface, its lion-head bowsprit and straw-hat wearing Jolly Roger noticeable anywhere. From its deck, one could hear merry music from a fiddle, and the members of the crew either singing or dancing along to it.
Joining them in the festivities was the captain of this ship known to all as "Thousand Sunny". That captain was none other than the famed Straw-Hat Luffy.
The song came to an end and the skeletal fiddler took a bow, his art complete. If he had a proper face, he would have smiled at the cheers.
“WOW!” Luffy said with a broad smile, “Play it again!”
Yet as the crew celebrated, a simple-looking steamboat was coming across their path up ahead. At first, the crew paid no mind to it. That all changed because, just when the skeleton
Character Bio: NukillaCharacter Bio: Nukilla2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Birthplace: Unknown planet
Age: 18 earth years
Height: 7ft. 4in.
Eye color: Purple
Body type: Very curvaceous, large belly from time to time
Breasts: J cup
Butt: Large and fit
Description: Nukilla is an alien belonging to the super alien covenant known as The Koretonians. Nukilla is a part of the covenant’s largest and arguably most feared race. A humanoid type species with incredible adaptability and are able to learn, overcome, and survive in the harshest of environments. Nukilla is young by earth’s standards but has already fully matured and her life span can reach up to several century’s.
Personality: Though Nukilla is old enough to take ownership of a vessel, she doesn’t quite understand the responsibilities that come with it. She still holds onto a lot of her young, naïve and immature characteristics. She for one loves food and like all KORE women are able
Why Nobody Invites Xiva To The Movies(WARNING! THE FOLLOWING IS AN ART TRADE WITH LESHAWK, AND AS SUCH, FEATURES FLATULENCE, ANTHROS, VORE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO READ IT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO!)Why Nobody Invites Xiva To The Movies2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Between you and me, I have to say” Pierce turned to Tanya as they both sat on the couch “…this stinks.”
Tanya turned to him, glaring. “Even by your standards that wasn’t funny.”
“I’m feeling kind of lightheaded, you can’t really blame me for not working at maximum capacity.”
Looking away with a sigh, Tanya waved at her face, trying to push the wretched stink away. She and Pierce, a regular human and a catman, respectively, sat waiting for their dear friend Xiva to finish up in the bathroom before they went to catch a movie.
Xiva, being a g’nomek woman, was particularly infamous for her rather lengthy and eventful sessions on the toilet. As such, her friends had the foresight to arrive early so she could go ahead and use the bathroom without making them late.
TF High 19TF High Chapter 19 : Too Much to BearTF High 195 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Brandi Hound stepped into the office and was hit by possibly the worst smell she could have her canine nose had ever had to handle. "YUCK," She half barked "What the hell is that smell?" Nurse Holly looked up from her work, taking note of the two transformees that had walked in. "It's hard to say with your noise Brandi, you could be smelling anything in the room." She said with a smile. "It's good to see you two again." "It's nice to see you two Miss Holly." Peggy replied as see stepped next to Brandi, handing her a handkerchief.
"Tanks Peggy" Brandi replied, her nose partially covered by the piece of cloth. "Miss Holly how many new transformees have you seen lately?" Peggy asked, as Brandi still tried to Identify the source of the odor. "Well let's see, there was McDonald, Mitchels, Bill Bell, the Ramsey twins pretty much all of them I suppose. I have to record any transformations that happen now for the school board, There in the
The shortest horror story ever."I found your deviantART page." My mother said.The shortest horror story ever.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Problems With Stories Written by TeenagersDon't be offended at the title. "Teenagers" is just my way of saying "people who write unprofessional/shallow stories." Not all teenagers write shallow stories, it just sounds catchier.... Anyway.The Problems With Stories Written by Teenagers2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The first thing I want to make clear is: I'm not talking about anything mechanical in this deviation. Grammar/spelling is important (obviously), but that point has been beaten to death by people on the internet already. My purpose, as always, is to talk about the stories themselves, regardless of the way they are communicated. Whether it be through written word or on-the-spot narration, I believe there are certain tricks to telling good stories. Not rules, mind you. Tricks.
I don't believe that telling good stories is about what you "should" do, rather than what you shouldn't. Example: people generally hate Mary Sues, right? Well, sometimes I notice things that are "like" Mary Sues, in the sense that they're equally as shallow/unprofessional ways of telling stories. The purpose of this deviat
Things I can't do at Hogwarts120 Things I am Not Allowed to do at HogwartsThings I can't do at Hogwarts6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Compiled by PsychoDemonFox
1. Calvinball rules are not to be applied to Quidditch.
2. Professor Snape does not like anyone cutting, styling or even touching his hair.
3. I will not set off Dung Bombs in Professor Umbridgess office.
4. Nor will I release Bludgers in her office.
5. I will not sing the Manah Manah song.
6. Nor will I sing the Banana Phone song.
7. And I will especially not sing the Time Warp song either.
9. I will not sing during class.
10. Or in the halls.
11. On in the common rooms.
12. I will not sing, period.
13. I am not to mock the teachers.
14. Especially when their backs are not turned.
15. I will stop drawing rude pictures of the teachers.
16. I will not ask for Dragon meat at mealtimes.
17. Nor will I ask for Soylent Green.
18. Wizards chess is not to be reenacted live.
19. There is no such thing as Pokemon.
20. Or Digimon.
21. I will refrain from asking Harry Potter ho
Mando'a Lesson 4Mando'a Lesson 4Mando'a Lesson 45 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Mando'a Lesson 13Mando'a Lesson 13 "Opposites"Mando'a Lesson 135 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Up Laam Down Daab
East Abesh West Wasuur
North Gaht South Ka'gaht
Right Staabi Left Payt
Happy Briikase Sad Trikar'la
Angry Kaden Calm Udesla
The ScientistLove does not exist. I console to that fact and point out reasons to further prove it.The Scientist5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
a scientific reaction dating back to early human evolution, where the male species insinctively chose the more attractive female species in order to produce healthier offsprings in the future; it's hardwired in all of us as a primal instinct, thus settling as a base need --to reproduce more effectively our own kind for the generations to come.
a basic maternal and/or paternal instinct evident in most mammals in the animal kingdom. Its primary function is to protect our offsprings from external forces that would otherwise cause harm and moreover prevent our kind from progressing further.
a chemical reaction in our brain that results from a ratio of attraction and care. Responsible for this is a hormone called serotonin, a hormone that heightens our mood and numbs the pain receptors in our body.
Love as a concrete feeling/emotion? I highly doubt it. If it we
Cryptic Pokeballs: FAn Affair on the Fiery PathCryptic Pokeballs: F5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another sandstorm today. It seemed like Route 111 was always impassible these days. Corbyn pulled on his hiking boots and started getting ready for a hike through the Fiery Path.
Corbyn was 19 years old. He had black hair, brown eyes, and an Eevee that he carried around everywhere. He'd promised his friend that he would meet him in Fallarbor Town to catch his entry in the super contest there, but the weather seemed to be trying to prevent that from happening. It shouldn't be a big deal though, there was a tunnel through Mt. Chimney called the Fiery Path that would get him there, if he could get past all the pokémon inside.
Which, he was confident, Eevee could. He pulled on some hot weather clothes and let Eevee out of her ball. "You ready to go, Eevee?"
The little chestnut-brown pokémon looked up at Corbyn with bright eyes. "Veevee!" she exclaimed agreeably, smiling up at him. Corbyn smiled back and headed for the door.
It was a warm day outside, w