A Final Touch - Amesia tDDA Final TouchA Final Touch - Amesia tDD2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A/N: This is an Amnesia fic. If you watched/played the whole game, then reading this will be nothing new for you horror-wise. If you haven't, then why the heck are you reading this in the first place? You have a new game to start playing!
Daniel continued to stand before the now dissected body, unable to move his limbs from shock. Surely, after all of the specimen that he and Alexander had studied and tortured, he would have grown used to the sight of so much blood. But he had not, and possibly never would. Maybe it was the memory of Herbert, who despised torture, or possibly that of kindhearted Hazel, his s
The GatheringShort A:TDD fic in the point of Wilhelm of Gerich/ The Brute. Focused on the Gatherers.The Gathering1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
As I foresaw weeks ago, we have been discovered. The Baron has decided to lock us in the wine cellar to avoid further inquiries from the King's soldiers. Whilst I do agree with this decision, I must say the dank atmosphere is really getting to me. The only window in this room is small and cramped. Everything in here is dark and wet, and we are running out of food quickly.
I have advised my men not to drink the wine. Something about it is otherworldly, or strange at the very least. The smell is sharp, and it burns my nose. Mold is starti
Intimate Confession - AxD AmnesiaChapter 2Intimate Confession - AxD Amnesia9 months ago in Sketches More Like This
Daniel was awakened by a ray of sunshine filtering through the velvet curtain of the room. He took a while before realizing that he wasn't in his bed, and even less in his bedroom. The last evening came to his head in a split second. Storm. Alexander. Discussion. Kiss. Daniel stood up and spent a few seconds to remember the delicious memory. A smile lit his face. Yes, it was something that he doesn't soon forget. He rose of the divan and saw a paper placed on the low table and a pile of his own clothes.
I made you wear your clothes for not go out in a dressing gown. When you are awake, dress up and meet me in the living
Baron knows bestAlexander:Baron knows best1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You want to go outside? Why, my Daniel...!
Look at you, as fragile as a flower
Still a little sapling, just a sprout
You know why we stay up in this castle
I know but...
That's right, to keep you safe and sound,
Guess I always knew this day was coming
Knew that soon you'd want to leave the nest
Soon, but not yet
Trust me, child
Baron knows best
Baron knows best
Listen to me Daniel
It's a scary world out there
Baron knows best
One way or another
Something will go wrong, I swear
Poison ivy, quicksand
Cannibals and snakes
Intimate Confessions - AxD AmnesiaChapter 1Intimate Confessions - AxD Amnesia10 months ago in Sketches More Like This
Lightning across the sky in a deafening noise and Daniel fell again to his bed. Since the Shadow chasing him, it was almost impossible to spend a whole night without being awakened by horrible nightmares. And the storm didn't help his fragile sleep. Daniel got up and sat on the bed. It was over; now that sleep had left him he knew that once again he would spend the rest of the night awake.
He walked around his room, took a book, turned the pages faster, and rested it on the shelf.
"I get bored all the night ..." he sighed.
The storm broke out again, louder than last time, startling Daniel.
"It was close that one! I wonder if Al
Amnesia: Felix 3 The wardrobe doors flung open only to reveal a man and a woman. I clenched my eyes shut and held up my hands in a pathetic attempt to defend myself.Amnesia: Felix 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"P-please don't h-hurt me " I pleaded, voice shaking from my fright. My whole body was quivering, anticipating the first wave of agony. But nothing happened. Warily, I opened one tear-filled eye and glanced upwards to the strangers. They were staring at my trembling form with worried expressions, which bewildered me.
"We aren't going to hurt you," The woman said gently. She had stunningly beautiful aqua eyes. Her raven black hair fell just short of her hips. Everything about her was per
Freaky and his little Johnny - Chapter 2 (ITA)Freaky and his little Johnny - Chapter 2 (ITA)1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Sherlock -
- E’ un bel nome. Mi piace! - esclamò John con allegria, mentre Sherlock si sentiva sempre più felice.
- Ti ringrazio – mormorò lievemente. John fece per avvicinarsi a lui, ma inciampò su un’irregolarità del pavimento, finendo lungo disteso a faccia in giù.
-Ahiahiahi, che male – fece, massaggiandosi il naso. Sherlock istantaneamente allungò una mano verso di lui – Tutto bene? – chiese, preoccupato.
- Si, è che qua non si vede un tubo – Sherlock si scostò rapidamente, finendo in un angolo della stanza – Dovrei avere
Kyman- FearlessCartman's POVKyman- Fearless1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
March 2nd, my thirteenth spring
"Do you think there's something beyond that sign?"
The sign in question is that famous sign. A sign stuck obnoxiously in the unforgiving snow, wood which has splintered, lettering that is fading. Still, after every holy disaster that passed over our town and clutched it fiercely to it's bosom, before dropping us off to... anywhere, nowhere. Never black and white, or technicolour, never three magic taps to send us home. What was home? I'm afraid I'll never know. Just like him, I'm curious, but I pretend I know everything. After all the chaos, that sign has lasted longer than any citizen.
Perfect TimingPerfect TimingPerfect Timing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
January 23, 1955
"Are we ready, Beckington?"
"Yes, Doctor Einstein, we are ready."
Doctor Albert Einstein stood before what appeared to be a telephone booth that was covered in valves and pipes. He looked at his assistant, Dr. Beckington, a lesser known but ingenious physicist. Einstein had approached Beckington in the spring of 1947 with a proposition for a project so ambitious that only the U.S. President and the British Prime Minister knew about it.
"You have got to be joking, Doctor," Beckington said after listening to Einstein's proposition.
Einstein shook his head.
"But, but, this is impossible."
A Perfect WorldIf it were up to me,A Perfect World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd build the world perfectly.
Oceans would be of bright pink,
against night sky, black as ink.
The sun would shine through clouds of grey,
upon land bursting with fey.
Rain, sweet as golden honey,
wets grass that glows phosphorously.
Trees would plague the ground,
without humans to cut them down.
Life would burst with fey and faeries,
Pixies of green with lips red as cherries.
Kelpies entice the mortal ones,
to drown them underneath the sun.
But even then death would be rare,
with all the faeries in the air.
Redcaps walk with breath like bile,
but peaceful hobs greet them with a smile.
Nature and creatu
ForgetForget about the past,Forget2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
forget about the pain.
forget about the the clashing storms,
and the pouring rain.
Primera clase: Autocontrol.Llega el profesor el lunes a las nueve con diez, espera que sus alumnos tomen asiento.Primera clase: Autocontrol.3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
-Buenos dias jóvenes- saluda amablemente.
Recibe una respuesta timida de sus alumnos. Acomoda las cosas en el escritorio.
- Creo que ya me conocen, pero de todas formas me presentare, soy Boris Korsakov, conocido tambien como Pizzrac, realizo las clases de Autocontrol y Física, pero lo que en este momento nos convoca es Autocontrol. - Sonrie.
Observa a cada uno de ellos. - Se sus nombres, pero dentro de la clase iremos converzando mas para conocerlos mejor. - camina hacia adelante del escritorio para mantener menos distancia con sus alumnos.
Character Profile FormCharacter Profile Form7 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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