The AudienceThis is the first time I’ve seen her like this, and it takes time to believe what I’m seeing. We’ve all seen pictures of Earth from space. We’ve all seen the sci-fi movies. Seeing it for yourself just doesn’t compare. Our planet is beautiful.The Audience2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The space station is at just the right angle to see half the world in day, lit by faraway fire, and half the world in night, lit up by electric stars and comets.
Everyone needs to see this. Everyone needs to understand. The divisions between countries don’t mean anything in reality. This is one planet, and together we must protect it. We all need to . . .
Wait. No. I don’t understand what’s happening. This is not – this can’t be – I can’t be seeing this. What am I seeing? What’s going on?
What . . .
* * *
“ . . . the fuck?” The words come slow as I struggle to process what I see. Somewhere in the rush of thoughts I c
Transformers Academy IAquablast ran through the hallway. Dang, dang, dang, Im gonna be late. She muttered. Not a good way to start off her first day at the Autobot academy. She looked around, confused. The hallway split like a four-way street, and the halls were empty. She was about to take a right when a voice came from behind her.Transformers Academy I7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Why arent you in class? Aquablast turned around. A man was behind her, and he was maybe a foot taller than her. His expression didnt look threatening, but Aquablast knew she was in trouble.
I-I got lost. Im trying to find Professor Wheeljacks lab. Hes my first teacher this morning. Its my first day here.
The man smiled. Aquablast got a few moments to focus on his features. His hair was a royal blue, and his jacket that was similar to a racers was red, blue and white, and so were his pants. Red boots went past his ankles. May I escort you?
Aquablast blushed. Y-Yes plea
Dimitri's ProfileDimitri's Profile4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name: Kayla Blaisdale
Pronunciation: kay-la blaze-dale
Nickname(s) or Alias: Kay, Goose, Nosebleed, Red / Dimitri, Dimi.
Age: FO3 - 19, FONV - 23.
Birthday: July 13, 2258.
Sexuality: Heterosexual, for the most part.
Nationality: American, with Irish roots.
Religion: Believes in God, but is casually religious at best.
City or town of birth: Vault 101.
Currently lives: Megaton, until 2280. New Vegas.
Languages spoken: English.
Native language: English.
Relationship Status: It's complicated.
Weight: 170 lbs.
Figure/build: Lean and slender, with developed muscles in her arms and legs - her main weapons when no hand held weapon can be acquired.
Hair colour: Burgundy/Dark Red.
Hairstyle: Long(to shoulderblades), mostly un-styled save for trimmed bangs. Worn in a ponytai
The Zombie Chronicles : 1Chapter 1: PETSMARTThe Zombie Chronicles : 17 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
It was an average January morning for Eve. She woke up from another depressing dream, gathered her supplies, and for half an hour she rested her ear against the dark tinted window of the car she spent the night in. At first all she heard was quiet then she heard someone calling out for survivors.
Hello, He yelled, Anyone alive!?
It was quiet for a moment, the survivor began to scream and then it was quiet. Dumb bastard, Eve said under her breath. Maybe a few months ago she would have attempted to save the idiot. Back when she still cared about most things. Back then she was the average straight A, over achiever, but that meant nothing when the world had been thrown to anarchy. No government, no order, no law and no friends with all of that gone she had only one thought within her common sense, looking out for herself. She felt that everyone else had abandoned her when they died, but she wanted to prove them
RE: Private Wars Pt. IChris Redfield was called into the head physician's office in the United States BSAA headquarters, and he made himself comfortable in the large, black leather chair. By this time, he was on the first name basis with the doctor having been sewn and mended by him several times in the recent years. This visit, however, was not about Chris' health, but that of his partner, Jill Valentine, who had arrived with him weeks earlier from Africa. For the few days Chris and Jill had been in the west African headquarters of the BSAA, Jill had struggled with fatigue and recurring nightmares as her body was going through the withdrawals of the drug, P-30, that has been forced into her system constantly via a pump placed onto her chest by Albert Wesker, the former head of the Umbrella pharmaceutical company, and Chris Redfield's arch nemesis. Now that Chris and his partner were back in the states, Jill continued to struggle and had remained in the BSAA hospiRE: Private Wars Pt. I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Writing a Harry Potter FanficTutorial to writing a Harry Potter fanfic.Writing a Harry Potter Fanfic8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When writing a Harry Potter fanfic, it's best to realize things you'll need first. A pencil, a pen, a notebook or something to write in, an open mind, patience, dedication, and time. Why would you need both a pencil and a pen? One is for writing and one is for correcting.
Before you start to write, you need to make a plan, have materials for research, and knowledge of Harry Potter. Brainstorming is a great way to pan out a plot for your story.
Answer these questions:
You'll need to realize where you want to have your story in the Potterverse. Founders Era, Marauder Era, Pre-Hogwarts, Trio's first year-seventh year, Post-Hogwarts, and more.
You'll need to figure out what kind of story it is, such as comedy, romance, angst, horror, action, adventure, drama, songfic, and more!
Founders, Trio, Marauders, Death Eaters, Neville, OC. (See Vocabulary.)
H/Hr, Dramione, RonHermione, RonLuna, HermioneViktor, Hermion
Cindy Supreme Surrogate MotherCindy the Supreme Surrogate MotherCindy Supreme Surrogate Mother6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Cindy McGowan is a 19 year old Freshman at City College majoring in Business. College was about to let out for summer break and she was looking forward to sunbathing on the beach and surfing with her boyfriend, Michael Jonston. She was your average typical teenager in most ways except for her figure, which was not quite so typical. She was five feet, four inches tall with long dark reddish-brown hair and her other measurements were 36GG bust size, 24 inches around her waist and 35 inches around her hips. At least she was before she was asked by her mother 8 months ago to help her cousin and her husband by being a surrogate mother for them as they could not have any children on their own. She agreed to it and hoped it won't interfere with her classes. It didn't and by
Sunny Disposish - Chapter 3The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right place but to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.Sunny Disposish - Chapter 38 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
It happens in life that some things really must be considered more than others. It must be considered that Alice felt strange in a new place, and that she felt mixed twinges of doubt and excitement over travel. She did not know what was coming, but the darkening leaves in the cloistered front lawn gave her pause to recognize an air of duality about the place, of dreadful seclusion and delicious closeness. It must be considered that the March Hare was not well in his compact head and believed that the people at the other edge of his table were in league to make Rabbit Coq au Vin for the evening, when truly they only desired to play Baccarat but were unable to
Very Very First TGToday started like any other day. I would get up at around 7 am and grab my Toshiba laptop off my old styled night stand and log on to Left 4 Dead. My in game name Skullflame appeared and I made a slight smile. I had to make sure I didn't the rest of my family who were peacefully sleeping.Very Very First TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
After skipping the opening scene I was at the main menu. I looked down towards the bottom of the screen to see which friends were online. I chuckled as I saw that my good friend DourJackal (Jack) was on. I quickly moved my mouse pointer up to the campaign option an clicked on it. I gladly saw that there was one spot open in the campaign he was in. Lucky for me it was my favorite, Death Toll.
I managed to get the last spot and I waited for the slow loading screen to pass. I realized that I would play as Zoey. "I'm always stuck playing Zoey" I said to myself. Once I was in I quickly hit the Y key on my keyboard to have the chat box pop up.
"Sup" I typed into the chat box.
"Hey, how you doing?" replied
A Dance Meant for TwoA Dance Meant for Two4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On my tenth birthday, bandits raided the settlement where I grew up. Everyone I knew, everyone I cared about, was gone. I gathered up what I could and set out on my own. Not surprisingly, I didn't make it very far.
The Valerian family, a band of traveling jackals, came across me on the road and was all too happy to give me a ride. The nearest town was nearly two days away, and that was by horse. I don't know what I would have done without their help.
I told them what had happened and they took me under their care. They had two pups about my age and Voss and Jenna became my close friends. The family spent a great deal of time traveling all over, and I didn't mind tagging along, so long as I was welcome.
I learned all sorts of things from them. They taught me how to be honest, how to lie and how to know which to choose. Voss's dad trained me to use a sword and his mom made me cook and sew. I was grateful to them and did everything I could to be a good son, even if I wasn't their own.
Parallel Universes"Professor, aren't parallel universes just fiction!?" His young pupil asked while the other child pouted.Parallel Universes3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Steven chuckled. "Well Becky," He began, "There isn't any scientific proof about it." She flashed a triumphant grin to the blonde boy before Steven concluded, "However there is a possibility they could exist."
"Ha!" The boy retorted. Steven smiled at Tobey shaking his head.
"How is that possible?" Becky asked annoyed at losing.
"Well that goes into a science called 'Quantum Physics.' Something I didn't really study back in college unfortunately." He shrugged. "Although it's a fairly interesting concept, I must say." He said in a wistful tone. "Imagine all the possibilities. I could have been married, or be a chef, or maybe," he added playfully,"a secret agent."
This gained a laugh from the two kids. "Really?" Becky asked in amazement.
"Certainly." Steven finished matter-of-factly. He looked up at the clock. "Kids you better get going or else your parents will be worried sick."
Kindness's Reward Chapter 3Chapter 3Kindness's Reward Chapter 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Trixie made her way down the stairs unsteadily the next morning, feeling rested but hungry. She realized as she walked down that she was being watched. Looking around, she found a white rabbit standing on a small end table, glaring at her. It made her feel unwelcome, but Trixie just glared back at it.
"Do not mess with Trixie, rabbit, or she may make you part of her next routine."
The rabbit did not look amused. A noise distracted her, and Trixie looked up to realize the birdhouses hanging from the ceiling were occupied, small sparrows talking to one another from their houses.
"What kind of house is this?" Trixie just stared on. Another bird emerged from a larger house. It was a robin that began to whistle a tune. To Trixie's surprise, a silky voice sang back, wordlessly, in perfect key.
"Good morning- oh, Trixie!" Fluttershy entered the room from the kitchen. Trixie realized she had a light blush on her face and immediately scolded herself. Why was she blushing?
Halo Reach: Death of KatHalo ReachHalo Reach: Death of Kat4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Death of Kat
I leaned back against the wall.
My mind throbbed over these past hours.
These missions are starting to take a massive toll on me.
I breathed in and out...
I looked around the room that the rest of Noble Team have been holding out in.
I can see Carter, Noble's leader, staring out at the almost-completely ruins of New Alexandria...
I can see Kat, Noble's co-leader and intelligence specialist, working her way on fixing with a comm unit...
I can see Jun, Noble's best sniper, watching for movement with a pair of binoculars within the ruins...
I can see Emile, Noble's assault specialist, sharpening his kukri against his shoulder armor at the other side of us...
There is one more Noble that should have been here.
And that's Jorge, Noble's heavy weapon specialist...
Ever since Operation: UPPERCUT, my heart was hurting me.
Ever since his loss, I just wanted revenge to those who sent us on that suicide mission!
But a mission is a mission... and we must carry them o
The Truth About HufflepuffsHufflepuff: The Nearly-Forgotten House of Hogwarts</i>The Truth About Hufflepuffs7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In the Harry Potter series, there are four separate houses of Hogwarts: Gryffindor, the house representing courage and justice. Ravenclaw, representing intelligence and wisdom. Slytherin, representing ambition and resourcefulness. Hufflepuff, representing loyalty and tolerance. Each of these houses embody important virtues. So why do many people assume that Hufflepuffs are useless?
I recall the Sorting Hat song which mentions Helga Hufflepuff's statement "I'll take the lot" when the other founders revealed what virtues they would value in their students. I feel that this statement by Hufflepuff has been vastly misinterpreted by many fans of the series. As the importance of blood status has always been a major issue in the Wizarding World, to the point that that Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin (who were great friends before founding Hogwarts) came to resent each other
I'm SickI'm sick of liars never getting caughtI'm Sick4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sick of karma never catching up
I'm sick of every little bitch like you
Who screws the world and thinks they'll never get screwed
Du Riechst So Gut Ch4Chapter 4Du Riechst So Gut Ch44 years ago in Drama More Like This
I watched attentively as the minor bite mark that Desiree left on my right hand quickly dissolved and my skin was perfect again. That little tramp, how dare she bite me? I hold her life in my hands and she bites me and damages my beautiful form? Though, I had to admit ... it was quite ... stimulating. That fire in her eyes had always gotten me excited, but her actually trying to do something about it was even more enthralling.
"Richard!" I looked up from the tiny little dinner table that this crap hole of a house had to offer and saw Paul standing by me, fuming.
"Hmm?" I rested my head on my hand and gazed at him, "What is it now? I swear you've been a serious killjoy for the past couple months."
"You brutalized her!" He seethed.
I chuckled at his foolish comment, "Where have you been for the past five years?"
A growl ripped out of his mouth and he pounded his fist on the t
Halo Reach: Death of JorgeHalo ReachHalo Reach: Death of Jorge4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Death of Jorge
I stood motionless.
The barrel of my MA37 smoked, leaving tendrils of fading wisps in the air.
And I stood, barely making a sound.
Ever since the last of the Covenant forces in the hangar bay of the Covenant Corvette, The Ardent Prayer, everything's gone too quiet.
I barely made any sound, barely made any movement...
Nor I barely breathed...
I both watched my motion-tracker and the shadows of each and every corner that filled this hangar bay.
And I could feel the sweat crawling down my brow, and each and every part of my body has gone intense.
Because there is this one thing that always clicked in my mind:
I have a bad feeling about this.
But to my relief and surprise, I can hear my COM emitting some static before Jorge's voice ringed out, "Six, meet me back at the Pelican."
It was my only response.
I made one last sweep across the area and checking the motion-tracker before I can confirm myself that its all clear.
With that out of the way, I made my w
Day at the BeachBeelzemon sighed as he set down the cooler full of drinks and food. "When're we leaving again?" he asked Ms. Shinshiju as she walked into the living room, carrying two large umbrellas and dressed in a bright blue spaghetti strap shirt that showed off some of her dark green flower plaited one-piece bathing suit, blue jean shorts, and a straw sun hat.Day at the Beach8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"As soon as Valeri and Yuri get their stuff together," she replied.
Beelzemon sat down, putting his chin in his hand. "This is gonna take a while...." He stifled a yawn by clamping his mouth shut.
Ms. Shinshiju smiled. "'Specially Yuri. She loves to take a long time primping."
"What for?! We're going to the beach!"
Ms. Shinshiju sighed. "You don't know girls well, do you?"
Beelzemon rolled his eyes and smacked his forehead. "God!"
Ms. Shinshiju smiled. "Oh, look. Here's Valeri."
Beelzemon looked up at Valeri.
The 20 year old was dressed in a dark blue t-shirt and black shorts. She had her dishwater blonde hair put up in a braided ponytail,
Petition For Stricter Mature Content FilteringREAD DESCRIPTION FOR MY PROPOSAL.Petition For Stricter Mature Content Filtering1 year ago in Academic Essays More Like This
This is a petition for myself and those like me who are, quite frankly, fed up with seeing pictures of basically naked/half naked/blatantly naked people on the front page of DeviantArt. DA gave us a mature content filter, but what's the point if we're still having to see these kinds of images? We need stricter filtering! If I see one more butt or lady walking around in her underwear...
Comment below (or favourite) if you want to be added to the petition. Here are the signatures I've collected so far:
An Animorph's Last RequestTHE BEGINNINGAn Animorph's Last Request8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My name is Rachel …
Strange how odd and familiar those words are. They used to hold comfort, filling a part of me that I never knew I even had. I never knew how much I would miss those adventures; those insane suicidal, kamikaze missions that were meant to save lives.
I knew what was coming … I knew …
It seemed so long ago yet I can remember it like it happened only a few moments ago. Perhaps because to me, it had.
I'd seen it in Jake's eyes …
We are the Animorphs. Fighting the evil Yeerks in order to save all of humanity, as well as the Andalites and any other race the Yeerks had cruelly enslaved. Sure, we're just a bunch of kids but sometimes, kids take to changes more easily than adults do.
And you know what? I was scared …
Sometimes, small things can make huge differences. You know, they say that a single butterfly, beating its wings in china, may affect the way the wind blows here in our country. A single butterfly beting its
AliveYou're hanging by a thread,Alive4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And slipping bit by bit,
This is killing you.
Survive, you say.
Your knot has come undone,
There's nowhere left to run,
There is nothing.
But here you still are.
Is there a chance?
Any hint of light?
No, only dark,
Yet you still fight.
You cannot stop to ask why.
i'm fine..I'm fine means I'm really noti'm fine..4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its fine means it's not fine
Don't worry means Worry
Leave me alone means stay with me.
Talk to me, hug me, kiss me, comfort me.
I smile when I'm dying inside.
I act like everything's perfect when things are really crashing down around me.
When I'm happy, all I really want to do is burst into tears.
Don't just say everything's going to be ok.
Because it won't be.
As long as I don't have you
Nothing will ever be ok.
You have no idea how much you mean to me.
I'll always love you.
Dovahkiin and The Last Snow Elf-The Dovahkiin and The Last Snow Elf-Dovahkiin and The Last Snow Elf2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Castle Volkihar was along the North-Eastern edge of Skyrim. Not too far from The Forgotten Vale. Aarvak disappeared with a cry as I made my way to the boat leading to the castle. The Castle was almost always shrouded in mist and fog, darker than anywhere else along the coast. Its dramatic walls and poised gargoyles at the front entrance made it very ominous. It was early afternoon and the castle looked darker and quieter than I thought it should be. It was only a second later that I realized it was a trap.
The Mages came from both sides and knocked me over. I attempted to use a shout, but a cloth covered hand covered my mouth, I fell unconscious.
I woke to shackles on my wrists and ankles. I was chained to a wall sitting down. My bow, my blades were gone. My armor was gone. I shivered in my small clothes. I heard noises coming from outside the door. I was locked in one of the torture chambers. This was not good. I heard the voices ge
Nocturne - Part 1Dear Twilight Sparkle,Nocturne - Part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I would be more than happy to visit Ponyville and discuss my recent changes to the night in more detail. Please reply with the most convenient evening for you to host, and please keep this as just a simple social call! Also, you may want to invite Sweetie Belle. I believe she may enjoy our conversation.
Two Months Earlier...
Princess Luna's horn glowed as she snapped the copy of "A History of Equestria: XXIV" closed. She tossed it onto an ornately engraved table with a thump, grimacing as she eyed the stack of sibling volumes she had yet to crack open. The alicorn's gaze again wandered to the door outside, to her personal balcony, and this time she gave in and stepped out of her quarters and into the fresh air.
Canterlot spread out before her, whites and golds, but her eyes were drawn to the stylized Sun decorating the tip of a nearby tower. From there she looked out to the real Sun, just preparing t