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Letty's memoriesLetty's memories4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Letty revenait avec sa mère du marché où ils venaient d’acheter de quoi manger pour le reste de la semaine. Il tenait le panier devant ses genoux, fier d’aider sa mère comme Ian le faisait si souvent. Son grand frère était partit en forêt tôt ce matin, chasser pour préparer l’hiver si Letty se souvenait bien de ce que sa mère lui avait dit quand il lui avait demandé où il était.
Ian referma sa gourde et s’essuya la bouche d’un revers de main. La chasse n’avait pas été fructueuse du tout, ils n’avaient trouvés qu’un seul tro
The Sea of Sand: A Merchants Path The heat of the day had arrived by the time the man had reached the end of the last desert town. Waves of heat could be seen rolling off the tips of the dunes in the arid Sahara desert, which lay before him like a sea of sand. As he took his first steps into the unrestrained sands, he felt an instant change in temperature below his feet. The heat seemed to increase with every step. It would be a few hours before the sun was at it's full height blinding the sky and sending all manner of creatures scurrying to find shelter under rocks and what small bushes lay scattered around. Soon he knew he would have to find shelter too under a largeThe Sea of Sand: A Merchants Path1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
MadHouse Ep 9MadHouse Episode 9: *insert nifty title here*MadHouse Ep 93 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
*The scene opens up with Will, Andrew, Smith and Carter all sitting at a breakfast bar in the kitchen, with chef cooking 4 meals at once on a stove adjacent from them*
Andrew: FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
Will: FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
Carter: FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
Smith: BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIINSS.
Andrew: Do you even eat brains?
Smith: Not really, I tried one once, y'know to keep the whole zombie stereotype going, and they actually taste quite Sh*#%y.
Will: What was its texture?
Smith: Well it was kinda like pudd-WAIT WHY ARE WE HAVING THIS CONVERSATION.
Will: Hey, I just like to be an informed rea
The LonerThe LonerThe Loner3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By: The Midnight Writer, Shadow
The loner, who quivers and shakes
The one whose heart is always at quake.
The loner, who wants to die
The one who stays up only to cry.
The loner, who is always disturbed
The one who nobody heard.
The loner, who didn't know what to do
The one who nobody knew.
The loner, who kept everything inside
The one who had everything to hide.
The loner, who nobody cared for
The one who slowly hit the floor.
The loner, whose eyes always fled
The one whose wrist always bled.
The loner, who you never seemed to see
The one who turns out to be me.
Outcast“Elaine, pass the popcorn,” Amber ordered. I passed them to Evan, who passed them to Amber.Outcast5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Amber and Adam dug in hungrily.
I was so jealous. Amber, my older sister, got to sit next to Adam and I was stuck with Evan.
Evan is ugly and fat and rude. Adam is sweet, handsome, funny, kind, and so much more, but my trampy sister pushed me out of the way when we were going to sit down in the movie theater.
It was a romantic comedy, and I hated it. Not the movie, the experience. This was SUPPOSED to be just a group of friends, or so I was told, going to the movies together. But little did I know that Amber was just trying to get A
The House of Shadow chapter 1The House of Shadow chap. 1The House of Shadow chapter 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Darkness engulfed the streets of Ravnica, just like any other night in this city it was dark in every direction you choose to look at, only the weak flickers of street lamps provide very poor illumination. Vile creatures dwell in the city's sewers and in the skies as well, preying on unsuspecting innocents who wander alone (or even in small groups). Tall structures soar all around the city, some reaching high up to the heavens and some are just two stories tall. The wealthy built their houses with elegant marble and steel while those who can't afford such luxuries built their abodes with stone, mud, wood, and some
Dangerous Play "Azier, put it back!"Dangerous Play2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The prince ran, laughing down the sun-stained corridor, the tall, broad windows casting a golden glow into the shadows of the columns across the hall. The young prince had a golden crown in his hand. He turned around in a skipping motion to face his sister, who chased after him, skirt lifted off the ground.
Azier slowed and placed the crown on his head. It slipped heavily down onto his nose. "Look, Tatahe," he called teasingly, "This proves that the old man's head is too big for his own good!"
"Azier!" Tatahe cried desperately, "Put it back! Fatah will be furious when he catches you!"
"If he catches me." Azier
Meeting YouThe ten-foot tall wall looked out of place in the Elven Wood City. Mystery surrounded the large house behind it. It was unusual for elven dwellings to have such walls. The woman who lived there was just as closed off. To many, she was called the Lady in White, or Ghost Lady, and children would spook each other with stories about her. Sometimes she could be seen staring out her window; a pale figure looking at the elves passing beyond her walls. She was rarely seen without bodyguards-not that she really needed them. No one knew much about the family in behind the walled house.Meeting You3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But young Amar Lathellen wanted to know. As a child, he was natu
Walter Blake BioWalter Blake Bio3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Walter Blake
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Age: 20
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120
Eyes: Green
Skin: Pale to the point of sicklyness
Race: half-elven
Body Type : fragile
Armor-clothes: Fine clothing, usually black, often with lace or leather accents. Accents gray, white, or deep red.
Alignment: Neutral Good, (Also played as Neutral Evil if older/higher level)
Deity: Ilmater (when older, and evil Shar)
Class: Bard/Cleric
Hobbies: Learning new instruments, writing music, comforting the ill
Skills: Natural talent for art and music, especially the latter
Weapons: uses none
Spells or abilit
Iyadaethras ProfileIyadaethras Profile4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Iyadaethras Profile
Name: Iyadaethras Selasel
Race: elf
Age: 131yrs.
Gender: male
Hair: White Blond
Eyes: Sienna Brown
Alignment: Considered Lawful Neutral
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 162lbs.
Family-
Siblings: Two (Feinithras *eldest brother/living*, Arnae *middle sister/deceased)
Parents: Two (Thandaethras *father/living*, Wehnae *mother/deceased)
Occupation: Prince/Warrior
Special Skills: Confidence, archery, wits, has great sensitivity towards others’ motives or intentions though of a suspicious nature
Design: I created Iyadae for an RP that never happened years ago. I had every intention of using him for said RP,
Vyce's Pathfinder Write UpCharacter Write Up:Vyce's Pathfinder Write Up4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Since switching to Pathfinder RPG as well as the Golarion world, all
of our characters have been through reboots basically, starting them
over from the beginning. This has lead to many changes and many of
which we've grown quite enthralled with. So I thought I'd do a
character write up for each character and post it up.
And here's character #3, Vyce
Character Name: Vyce Grim
Age: 56
Height: 6'2
Weight: 170lbs
Build: Slender
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Silvery white hair that reaches past his chin. Usually
has it covering the right side of his face.
Skin Color: Pale
Alignment: Neutral Good
Race: Elf
Class:
That summer... Chapter IIIThe stars shone on me like a protective blanket when I was on the way to my fate.That summer... Chapter III4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He was sitting there comfortably, with a book in his hands, as if no arrow had been pinned in the tree next to his head.
I remember as if it had been yesterday.
His red-blond hair flowed down his back like a golden waterfall. And the gaze of his eyes was like a stab with a dagger.
That moment I desperately fell for him. My whole life was in his hand.
The only thing was he didn't know that at that time....
Chapter 3: My little star
Meledan ran to the mage with a blushed face. Just before him he stopped and bowed deeply.
"It .. it ... I am sorry, Sir!", he
The Aedric Chronicles: Chapt 1The Aedric ChroniclesThe Aedric Chronicles: Chapt 14 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A heavy fog clung to the tops of the mountains surrounding the valley.
A lone figure crouched on the mountainside looking down on the sparkling camp fires that filled the landscape below. The cool morning air caused wisps of vapor to curl out of his nostrils. His long black hair was pulled back in a tight ponytail and draped down the back of his dark brown cloak. It had all come to this.
Two armies. One battle. And one elf to stop it all.
Chapter 1 Five Years Earlier
Snow fell in fluttering sheets between the black barked trees.
A figure weaved between the large trunks, his footsteps leaving shallow holes in the s
A night at the innThe inn was mostly deserted, and only a few patrons hung around, along with three elven adventurers who were eating supper.A night at the inn5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Shalé shied away from his female companion’s adoring gaze. She was the only girl in their group of three, not that that bothered him.
Amar, the third member of the group, laughed. “Lucky, if you keep staring at him like that, he may fall off his chair.”
Lucky looked away, but couldn’t conceal her grin. “Sorry, Shalé. I just…oh, say something!”
Shalé blinked. “I…um…why are you staring at me, Lucky?” his voice was quiet, as always.
Lucky squeale
Maria ProfileName: MariaMaria Profile5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Race: Beast-Kin
Sex: Female
Height: 6' (1.82 meters)
Eyes: Violet
Hair: Short and curly, black with reddish highlights
Skin Tone: Dark brown.
Age: 18 (appears to be in her mid-thirties
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: Landowner. Is also an accomplished artist
Unusual Features: Spiral horns on either side of her head. Eyes become blood engorged when angered, turning red.
Extraordinary Abilities: Beast-Kin strength, can deadlift about three hundred pounds unprepared. Blessed of the God of Death.
Personality: Determined, but a bit naïve. She made a bargain with
Tez ProfileName: Tez AKA “Tez the Eldest”Tez Profile5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Race: Elf
Sex: Male
Height: 5’ 2” (1.57 meters)
Eyes: Green
Hair: Straight, shoulder length, light brown.
Age: Approximately 350,000 years (appears in his late twenties.)
Orientation: Bisexual (tends towards straight currently)
Occupation: Professional Gary Stu. Currently body slave to Maria the Beast Kin
Extraordinary Abilities: He has the average elven abilities being able to withstand more varied temperature ranges than humans, and the ability to sense recent magical spells or enchanted items. But his most important ability is that he can’t die.
Elven Wars Chapter 1 The moon shone over the lagoon, it gave it a mystical look. The gentle waves were lapping against smooth pebbles. The silver rays didn't penetrate past the first few inches of water, leaving the depths hidden in darkness. There were several islands through out the lagoon. There wasn't a single island with a city on it. Few people wanted to live in the middle of no where. That only added to the mysteriousness of the lagoon, and it's well kept secrets.Elven Wars Chapter 15 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
In the middle of the lagoon a womans' head popped up above the water. She flipped her hair back to get it out of her face, sending out smaller ripples. After catching her breath she headed ov
Cronachan InformationCronachan Fanai Information (May 2010)Cronachan Information3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Cronachan Fanai
Class: Ranger 3 / Fighter 2 / Barbarian 3
Current Level: 8
Race: Helmorui
Alignment: Chaotic-neutral
Deity: Geshtai (neutral goddess of rivers and lakes)
Size: Medium
Age: 63
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9'' (ca. 175 cm)
Weight: 140 lb
Eyes: Cobalt-blue on black sclera
Hair: White
Skin: Black
Spellike Ability: Cause fear in weaker opponents (1.-4- level), ghost sound (create sounds at a distance) and touch of fatigue, weakening a person (1.-4. level)
Explanation of chaotic neutral:
A chaotic neutral character follows his whims. He is an individualist first and last. H
Sing for the MomentSing for the Moment7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
When the eyes of dawn and dusk intercede
You stand alone, stand strong, where the stars meet
Tell me, how much do you think you've lost?
How many dreams did you lose your faith for?
The flow of time encompasses all of us, cruelty in its vice grip
Reality is a sorrowful thing, it pierces our dreams where we don't see
Regrets are petals scattered in the wind
A songbird that has one last thing to say
A mediocre 'me' cries to the wind
How do you let go of your own heart?
When the eyes of noon and high intercede
A lonely breath in the dark silence tonight
Despair is cradling you in her arms
You're not glass, you're strong enough so ke
Les Landen Chap II Episode 3Chap II Episode 3 : Arrivée jap.Les Landen Chap II Episode 36 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Ainsi donc, après un épisode totalement foiré,
A cause d'une bande d'allumés,
Nous nous trouvons à présent,
Sur une plage bordée par les vents.
Kaoru : mais je connais cet endroit…
Rafael qui se fait poursuivre par le crabe : aidez moaaaa !!
Telwarin l'air de rien : *chope le crabe entre le pouce et l'index et le gobe*
Rafael : O_O " …
Telwarin : *se lèche les doigts* hum.. il manque un petit quelque chose, mais tant pis ! *repart*
Thomas et Zolan, liés dans l'effort, avaient fini d'enduire d'antirouille l'armure de Vidar, qui mourrait d'envie de contempler son attirail tout brillant.
Rafael : AAAAA
Battle CevekhlineLa scène se passe en terre de Cévekhline. Gregorian ikanté, s'étant proclamé empereur, fait régner le chaos et la peur sur le peuple Khlin qui vivait paisiblement sur ces terres. Assoiffé de richesses et de pouvoir, il crée une alliance avec les Shtulls, un peuple jusqu'ici ennemi des Khlins, et leur chef Xenorbac.Battle Cevekhline6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Les Shtulls ne respectèrent pas l'alliance et semèrent la terreur sur Cévekhline ; ils en vinrent à assaillir la forteresse d'ikanté. Acculé par ses anciens alliés et en proie à la capitulation, le nouvel empereur reçut l'aide inattendue de l'ancien roi, lui envoyant ses troupes et leur général, Melgor Kelross, ainsi que des paysa
Lueur d'espoirLes rues de Montréal n'ont jamais été confortables et Xavier Marchand, qui les arpentaient depuis déjà deux ans, le savait clairement. L'enfer de la drogue l'avait sorti de sa famille et il était maintenant posté à la sortie du métro Jean-Talon, telle une loque humaine, attirant la pitié des passants qui lui tendaient, à l'occasion, quelques pièces qu'il utilisait pour payer sa cocaïne hebdomadaire. Tristement, c'était son seul but, obtenir cette ressource vitale à ses yeux.Lueur d'espoir7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Un après-midi, alors que le montant contenu dans son gobelet s'élevait à un mai
Drabbles +Safety+1. Crowley - SafetyDrabbles +Safety+1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
It was a feeling that so few people could really understand, the simple joy of being totally at ease, safe. It came so naturally that they no longer recognized it, they simply took it for granted. It was visible everywhere : the way they walked without being scared of shadows, the way they gathered and laughed, unafraid of what could be lurking behind them. Of course, this being London, they would have said that anything could be found; but they would have thought of drunks, stoned kids and, at the worst, a potential mugger.
No, thought the shadow as he made his way towards the bookshop, they took their ease and their p
Ghost: ProloguePrologueGhost: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Were they not satisfied where they were?" asked the little prince.
"No one is ever satisfied where he is," said the switchman.
-A Little Prince
Fenris leaned back in his bunk as the ship left port. He knew not of the vessel's final destination, only that it was taking him far away from this Maker-forsaken fishing village on the outskirts of Orlais. It did not matter if he ended up in Denerim or Gwaren.
Either way, he was going to die.
If the dangers of having been living on the run for so long weren't enough to do him in, then Danarius's men surely would. The Tevinter magister was usually quite adamant about having his invest
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