ravine bonus story- hurrons taleravine bonus story- hurrons tale4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bear . Wolf, eagle. Always these beasts could turn the hunter into prey. Hurron knew this, it was a knowledge his father taught him well on his first bleeding of the snow.
Up in the cold you keep these three rulers in mind at all times, especially at the winters end, for wolf is still rabid with winters hunger. Bear awakens from its slumber sharing the same thought as the wolf, and northern eagles, they are always a threat. In time, they learned to wound their prey and watch it bleed to death. Yes, three ruled the mountains, but on the day of bleeding of the snow, they were all prey
Hurron pretended to be sleeping, while he watched his son standing guard by the fire. Boy has grown strong, stronger than the old wives of the village have foreseen. However, that was not surprising. Hurron never looked kindly on the self-proclaimed prophets. Fate is what one makes of it, and his
Cybernetic Dreamin'_TextMy body may be deactivated and at rest, but my mind is wide awake. Finally I'm able to let my true thoughts manifest from what remains of my organic brain...my onboard computer programming (OCP) is busy downloading and encrypting new data and software. I don't see why Deuce hates it so much to have to undergo regularly scheduled maintenance and repairing such as this...I understand her point of view by her saying that it makes her feel even more like a machine being that we often have to watch the technicians remove various panels, wires, tubes, and even limbs from our bodies as we hang here suspended with even more wires and tube and such entering our bodies. Even worse for Deuce's sake, for some reason they often remove her head from her body completely moreso than they do for me...and that also gives me an eerie feeling, so I can see why she might hate that.Cybernetic Dreamin'_Text6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
However, unlike Deuce, I like it when it's like it is now. I find it ironic that w
The ULTIMATE pokeradar guideTHE ULTIMATE POKERADAR GUIDE!!The ULTIMATE pokeradar guide8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This guide is to sum up ALL the pokeradar guides i made in this club!
Hope you guys find this helpful! ;3
#1: Repels are very important. Also, try to use a high lvl. pokemon so you can 1 hit KO the enemy.
#2: Keep radaring until you find the one you want as a shiny. Then Catch or KO it.
#3: The farthest patch away of the same type(Shaky or strongly shaking) grass gives the best % of continuing your chain. Talk to Dawn/Lucas for a few pieces of advice/hints.
#4: If you're chaining electric types, use a KO'd "static" pokemon in the 1st slot. Magnet pull works for Steel types. Also, a synchronising Poke is reccomended.
#5: If no good patches show up, walk 50 more steps and reuse the radar.
#6: Be careful at higher chains. Begin scanning br resetting the radar over and over. At 40-45 stop chaining and simply scan.
#7: You might want to only extend your chain off of shinies. This will net you lots of them and guarantee to keep you
Thundercats - The Fall Of CheetaraThundercats - The Fall Of Cheetara3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Thundercats The Fall of Cheetara
It was a cold and wet day on Third Earth, where we find Lion-O, Tygra, Cheetara the last living clerics of Thundera, Panthro, the Thunderkittens WilyKit and WilyKat and finally Snarf looking for some clue to lead them to the locations of the remaining spirit stones as the Thundercats were able to find the first in the Astral Plane before Mumm-Ra could.
With Panthro at the controls of his Thundertank and Lion-O beside him continued on their mission while Cheetara, Tygra the kids and Snarf were in the back.
"How long do we have to stay in here Panthro?" asked WilyKit who was getting bored.
"Not far I think" replied Panthro as he turned to Lion-O.
Meanwhile in his Black Pyramid, set beyond the Sand Sea was Mumm-Ra who was plotting his next attack on the Thundercats when he looked into his viewing pool and looked at Cheetara in particularly. Just then he devised a plan to use her against the Thundercats.
Just then he contacted the leader of the lizar
Heart of the Mountain, Chpt. 3Heart of the MountainHeart of the Mountain, Chpt. 35 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Written by The Descendant
Chapter 3: "Shadowed Promises"
"Twilight!" he screamed, running forward, the princesses startling, awakening from their transcendent arias. "No," cried Celestia, "No!"
Twilight Sparkle had not wanted to look up, had wanted to keep bowing to the departing lord. Yet, at once she ventured a glance as he slipped through. As soon as he did she felt something pull at her, something grab at her from beyond the gate.
She had closed her eyes, had looked down to the floor, remembering her promise. She would do nothing; touch nothing, without the permission of the princesses.
When the two had begun to sing it had strengthened her, and she put the feeling aside. As the gates had started to swing shut the voices began again, and she sensed with her magic something powerful, something she was meant to dread
yet something so inviting.
Her eyes flashed open, almost against her own will. She shut them, but before she ha
Rebuilding The CyborgPrompt: "A Rebuilt Life"Rebuilding The Cyborg11 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
A Deviant Art Contest – Due July 17th, 2004
Written by Niki Pivonka/indilee
There's pain like I've never felt before.
But when you feel pain – it just reminds you that you can feel.
Feeling equals life.
Something that I didn't think I had any longer – thanks to that bastard.
I would have gotten away with it too. Stealing from the museum was easy nowadays. I slipped in and slipped out with ease.
Granted, I had to kill a guard or two. But their blood against the walls looks so pretty as I jaunted through the hallways with my prize.
A glorious ruby. One that would fetch a good price on the Black Market.
Unfortunately for me, he met me outside.
A protector of this fair city. And my rival. He would constantly deter me from making any sort of profit whenever I managed to pull off a heist.
Sword in hand – he got in my way.
I drew my own and the battle commenced.
We are both very much equal when it comes to swordsmanship. A slash here – a slice t
Heart of the Mountain, Chpt. 1This work of fan fiction contains characters, places, ideas, and concepts from the Hasbro Studios series "My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic". No infringement of copyright is intended or implied, and this work of parody and satire is meant as a celebration of those involved in the creation, development, and production of the series.Heart of the Mountain, Chpt. 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Heart of the Mountain
Written by The Descendant
Chapter 1: "A Midnight Stroll"
It was in Canterlot, that famous and fabled city, where Twilight Sparkle was made aware of the gate.
Canterlot, that shining city, that city where magic deep and powerful flows just as freely as the water that ripples through its canals and slipways. It was there where Twilight was made aware of the door. It was in that city, capital and throne of the Two Sisters, where she beheld the Gate of Brass.
Twilight Sparkle looked out her window. The view that it gave her showed the alabaster reaches of the city spreading out beneath her, the magnificence of the
Heart of the Mountain, Chpt. 2Heart of the MountainHeart of the Mountain, Chpt. 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Written by The Descendant
Chapter 2: "Formal Introductions"
Twilight walked up to the princesses, Spike not riding her but instead walking along beneath her, half hiding himself behind her forelegs as she walked, head down, towards the sovereigns.
As she came up to them she felt the strange light of the dagger-fire upon her, and as she passed next to it she glimpsed into the basket. White fire fading to blue emanated from the silver dagger. In the basket were bunches of vines and different types of tree leaves, but also cylinders of black earth, and a blue breeze, a visible spell, blew among it. The objects within the basket and white fire were not so much burned as consumed; fading into sparks that ascended into the sky.
As fascinating as it was Twilight could not dwell on it, and soon found herself in the most of unusual positions bowing towards the princesses with whom she had shared a familiarity. She wondered now if that privilege
Teen Titans: Sleeping BeautyTeen Titans: Sleeping Beauty9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Cyborg's voice: I once was human.
You see a human Cy running to make a touchdown.
Cyborg's voice: I had an accident and I was turned into a cyborg.
Cy falling out of a tube with the mechanical parts on him looking at his hands in horror.
Cyborg's voice: I thought my life was over. People looked at me different, they were afraid.
You see Cyborg in his sweats walking as dark human figures send wide eyed glances in his direction.
Cyborg's voice: Then I met new friends. Friends who did more than make me belong. They made me a hero.
Cy fighting alongside the other Titans against Cinderblock, Overdrive, and Plasmus in the city at night.
Cyborg's voice: Each one of them had their own troubles and secrets and one by one we conquered them.
Camera zooms in on Robin then Starfire then Raven then Beastboy.
Cyborg's voice: I even got used to being Cyborg. I felt I was human even without real skin.
Cy tosses Beastboy at Plasmus and Beastboy turns into a sword fish that stabs into the center of Plasm
No One Needs To KnowThere's a thousand and one things I do that concern you.No One Needs To Know5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one needs to know, or care, but here are just a few.
How I'll wear just my jersey, the one with
your name on the back, to bed with me. Just so
that I can have a little piece of you holding me
as I fall asleep.
The way I'll smile when no one's looking because
your face is on my mind, and your name on my lips.
The way I'll reread our conversations of a hundred
"I love you"s.
The way I'll whisper "Goodnight, my love"
to no one but my bedroom walls.
How there's always more room and an extra pillow
in my bed, just for you.
The way I'll look at pictures of women, stomachs swollen
with another life just inside, and break into tears, wishing
it was me carrying your baby.
The daydreams I produce, all including you. Our wedding
day - you in a tux. Our first kiss, shared in the airport.
Making love in our bed. Our children's smiling faces.
How I want to lose my virginity to you. Have you be my
first, and my onl
The Final NecessityThe Final Necessity2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Illustration by: http://thepolishgirl.deviantart.com
The Final Necessity
Adam awoke to darkness, with grit in his mouth and his ears ringing. He lay still, wondering, trying to recall – and then a sense of the sheer strangeness of it came to him and he sat up abruptly – and just as abruptly dropped back again with a deep groan. His head was not in a fit state for such sudden movement – and every part of his body ached.
Slowly he took stock. He could move: that was to the good. He didn’t sense anything broken: that much was also on the credit side of the ledger. And, best of all, his seeking, groping fingers touched on the familiar feel of chill metal. His hand closed about the haft in glad reassurance; he still had his sword; all was not lost.
Or was it?
He closed his eyes again, partly in thought, partly in pain, but mostly because it was too dark to see anything, so keeping them open was pointless. His to
A Protomen MonologueYou dont know who we are. You dont know our names. Heck, you dont even know if we have names. You dont know where were from, how we got here, how we keep going. But what youre here tonight to learn, to know, is why were here. Why the governments after our heads. Why the robots are on constant alert. Why, every night, we risk our necks for you ignorant masses.A Protomen Monologue7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I dont mean to offend when I say that; its the plain and simple truth. You are ignorant, and we are here to teach. Let me tell you a story of the time before the robots. Before the world fell to the iron will and iron soldiers of one man.
Before the robots there was music. And I dont mean the monotonous political garbage they feed you on the loudspeakers every night. I dont mean the mantra you chant daily, brain
The ShrineShe was known as The Forgotten. Hers was a small shrine, little visited by most. A small contingent of Buddhist monks and Shinto priests maintained the pagoda that housed her statue. It stood nearly two and a half meters, carved from stone with a slight pink tint, depicting a young girl wearing a long, flowing kimono. She carried a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other. Her expression was soft and compassionate, staring out sightlessly over Mitakihara Town ... or rather she had until the pagoda had been constructed around the statue, to offer some protection from the elements. Both statue and pagoda were of uncertain age. The statue had overlooked Mitakihara, in its various forms and sizes, since at least the middle part of the 1600s, the pagoda constructed perhaps later in that century.The Shrine4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Little was known about her. It was said by some that she had been a samurai in the Sengoku period, who had ascended to heaven after sacrificing her life for a dear friend on the field of battle. Th
wade liberation warwade liberation war2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Boy was about nineteen. A young man really, but his face made him look younger. Girl was younger, maybe fifteen, sixteen. Peter Bowen thought as he kept his distance considering the situation, studying the several people involved.
City of wade was under Arenian occupation for over three centuries now, and Arenian trackers seeking out mages to be drafted to their military force was hardly an unusual event. Most people who were learned in spellcasting kept their skills hidden, and their weapons were creatively concealed.
Still give it enough time and any trickery will stand revealed. Trackers were by now very skilled in noticing anything with engraved spellcasting spiral. A ring, a stick, the smallest of things. They knew what they were looking for.
This was what baffled peter as he studied the unfolding situation. Boy was blatantly wearing two short swords with the casting spiral boldly and prominently visible on their handles. Either he was a fool, of a foreigner who decide
Okada Ayano: Pt. 1Okada Ayano: Pt. 15 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Okada Ayano
Nickname(s): The Butterfly; the Hooded Master; the Jewel; Grandmaster Okada
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Alliance: 3rd Division Captain
Appearance: Okada Ayano, now a striking, inexplicably stunning woman at the forefront of Soul Society's military, was born amongst mortal men in the realm of the living--a jewel hidden in coarse sand. The patriarchal, sexist cultural norms of her home village manifested themselves in the men around her, who found her fragile voice irritating and her soft skin incapable of anything meaningful, confining her to the most basic family chores. They saw her as a piece of property, a girl lucky enough to be destined for prettiness in the way that would eventually attract a husband, yet poor enough that her dowry would be insubstantial and troublesome for any honest man to burden himself with. They saw h
SSBBW Date Part 1Her name was Isabella, and he was having a date with her tonight. He had met her online, just seemingly randomly, but they hit it off quick. Although he didn’t really know much about her, he knew that she was a beautiful girl, with a great smile and a fun look to her eyes. It would be his first proper relationship, and he had to make sure that he was as ready as possible. His hair was waxed just right, his face shaved of stubble, and his clothes clean and ironed. It would be a date at the local buffet, nothing too serious, just something casual to get used to her and learn more about her interests and likes. Plus with buffet, there’s enough choice that anyone could be happy. Moving towards the mirror, he looked at himself.SSBBW Date Part 19 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Alright Alex, I got everything, I’ve texted her and I’m ready to go.” He said to himself in the mirror, quietly out of habit of others noticing. He wondered to himself what she would be like in person. It would be the first
SNKvsDCU: Brother BloodSNKvsDCU: Brother Blood2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Brother Blood (real name: Sebastian Blood)
Abilities: Sorcery and vampirism
Official Team: Deathstrike Clan
Debut: Outsiders vol. 3, #6
Voice Actor: Mark Rolston
Sebastian Blood is the leader of his dark and mysterious cult known as the Church of Blood. He can reincarnate after death and steal people's powers through vampire-esque means. He's been around since the middle ages and every incarnation of him has made him stronger than he was previously. He is a servant of the demon lord Trigon and wishes to bring him and his army to Earth
*Blood Ball: Brother Blood shoots a ball of blood at his opponent.
*Red Spike: He summons a spike close to him that emerges towards the opponent.
*Crimson Zip-Through: He zips ups through his opponent in he form of a cloud of blood.
*Vampiric Method: He chokes his opponent and consumes his/her life source, draining
The Necromancerbehold!The Necromancer6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
be repulsed and attracted
feel the need to sate the thirst
for I am the necromancer
the conjuror of the dead
summoner of the lost
history itself takes on new meaning
for the past is ever at my command
truth is that death has power over me
it is fear that drives the necromancer
knowledge it seems
is no substitute for belief
ignorance really is bliss
so come saitiate your curiosity!
see the fog of ignorance burn away
in my summoning flames
feel the true fear of death
so that I do not have to
HookahDrift like waterHookah4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
through still air.
Your head feels lighter
but you don't care.
You're 16,000 leagues
under the sea,
drifting through dreams
Your muscles relax
and all is well.
Just a few more hits
to keep up the spell.
Keep good company
to keep the soul happy.
A pleasant memory
awaits the morning after.
The Necromancer Prophecy Ch 1The Necromancer ProphecyThe Necromancer Prophecy Ch 16 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 1- Destiny and Deceit
"In the beginning there was nothing. And from this unholy void, there emerged magic. Shoving outward, a pocket appeared in the void, surrounded by the magic that sustained it. Then from this great wavelength that surrounds all universes, the four emerged. These gods were Life, Fate, Time, and Death. All were necessary for creation and eternally keeping the void at bay.
The four built universes, expanding inwards. The closer they came to the middle, the more the four's power was split. The final dimension, right in the middle of the pocket within the void, was the Prime Material Realm. It is upon this final realm the four's power was perfectly even. From all the edges of the universe, all four gods were just as close."
He was a death knight, the most powerful being ever to walk the earth. He had mastered the black magic of necromancy, the art of raising the dead, and become the greatest paladin, the holy order of knights. Wit
SuicideThe drawback of suicide isSuicide2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
there was a time I did exist.
If only there was a way
to erase all that away.
No-one left to remember me.
I would never want that.
No-one left to miss me.
I wouldn't deserve it anyway.
No-one to wonder why I couldn't stay.
You wouldn't understand the answer.
No-one left to hate me.
To think I was selfish.
No pressure to remain here
just to keep you happy.
If only there was a way.
To erase everything away...
Let the Games Begin...Let the Games Begin...3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"So, Cato, tell me more about yourself." Glimmer slides closer to my district mate and strokes his hand gently, her green eyes blinking away at him. Cato just grins sheepishly and begins to talk about random things. How dare she even speak to him?! I am his teammate who does she think she is?! My hand clenches into a hard fist and I can feel my nails sink into my palm. I don't care if I bleed, even though I highly doubt that. Weapons are crashing together in the background, people talking. The training center appears calmer than I imagined it would be, but I am begging for all of the noise to mix in so I don't have to listen to their conversation. And yet it seems that my mind is completely focused on their conversation. This is called the training center, not the flirting center!
Glimmer laughs loud enough for me to hear and clench my teeth. I am so angry I feel like I'm boiling. Once she is done laughing at something pointless, she flips her golden hai
Unseen FuryUnseen Fury5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
June 6th, 2010: 9:24 PM
Swiftly and softly he moved through the trees. Approaching his next target with absolute silence. He knocked two arrows. The two patrolmen were facing away from him. He fired a quickshot at the first then in a split-second, shot the other as well. The only sounds were slight groans of pain. He continued on, not skipping a beat. He knew there would be more patrols so he knocked another arrow. This time there were 4 patrolmen and a watchdog. Interesting. He sprinted at the opposers, who obviously didn't hear him, and shot the dog first. He then pulled out his shortsword and killed the first 2 patrolmen. By the time the other two had turned around, Arcayus was already moving in for their demise. Another arrow flew through the air and hit another patrolmen. The remaining patrolmen, petrified, went for his radio but felt a sharp pain in his back. A thrown knife. Arcayus picked up his knife and continued through the thick vegetation.
The Device - Part 2The Device: Part Two.The Device - Part 26 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Okay," I boomed at Amy, "this really is your last chance to back out. If you don't, I'm going to spend the next hour or so crushing you without mercy. Are you sure you want to go through with this?"
The tiny woman was standing about twenty feet away from me, almost giddy with a mixture of fear and excitement. "Y..... yes please!"
"Okay then, here we go! Round one! Ding ding!"
The bus had dropped us outside a sports center, which was closed during weekdays, but open in the evenings and at weekends. It contained three rings that people used to practice boxing and wrestling, and the rear doors to the place opened inwards and were secured with a padlock on the inside. As I'd predicted, leaning nearly half a ton of woman against the doors very quickly buckles the padlock and tears the fastening out of the wooden door without it even feeling as if it had put up a fight. The more I experimented with Jess's weight, the more and more pow