My Requiemlike reaching into dark watersMy Requiem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is the risk in loving you
I am blind as to what i might pull out
This is my Requiem
It is my masterpeice
my symphony & my
Let it be mine,
Sing for me, as they bury me
in the flag that i fell for
And let it coarse through the veins
of my enemies, so red-handed
in their ways
My name will be carried in your hearts
As a light to be shined in the dark
And as something to fill the cracks
in your bones, when you fall
I do not fear whats comes my way
I will walk to the Afterlife with my head high
Come Hell or High Heaven
I did not die before my time
because there is always a time to die
The fallIm falling.The fall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant stop,
Nothing to grab onto,
Nothing to see.
Im just falling,
Deeper and deeper ,
Into this endless void,
Distant Thunder-ProlougeDistant Thunder-Prolouge5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tuesday 14th 2024. Another day, another lifeless shift. Robert thought to himself laying back in the comfy chair on the left of the long table that was usually used for mission briefings, Brushing back his mid-length brown hair out of his Lilac purple eyes that contrasted with his pale blue shirt and navy blue pants.
This isnt what I thought Alpha SQN did on a daily basis when I joined. I wanted to get in the cockpit and fly around protecting the country.' But he really didnt mind, he made a group of friends since then he couldnt see a life without. Soon after one of them entered the room
Simon Blondie Evans an English guy In the same uniform as Rob with mid-length blonde hair giving him the nickname Blondie, His piercing blues eyes swept the room landing to rest on the fruit basket on the table as he sat down next to Rob, he had a fairly serious nature but he still knew how to have fun.
Sins of Empire: Battle of Ceraph SevenTHE ADMIRALSins of Empire: Battle of Ceraph Seven2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The Corvus has jumped."
Noah nodded. "Is Ceraph VII's jump node locked in?"
"Locked in and ready sir, we will need to transit the Mionan and Farranun system before we're able to jump further."
"Seventeen hours, thirty-seven minutes, and twenty-three seconds sir."
Noah winced but he nodded and sat back in the command chair. "Very well. Jump."
The Renown and her battle group leapt into subspace, in addition to the carrierthe Repulse's sister shipthere was also a single heavy cruiser, three light cruisers, five fleet destroyers, nine frigates, and six corvettes. It wasn't the biggest or most powerful force he'd ever had at his disposal but it was the largest one he'd ever had under direct command.
"You know." remarked Kara at his side. "Perhaps the Empress has the right idea."
Noah looked up at her dubiously. "About?"
She shrugged. "Imagine how quickly she'll arrive there versus how long it will take us to arrive."
He couldn't help the smile. "Seventeen hou
Sins of Empire: CH 5 PT 3Before the council doors even opened Kara could sense the Grand Admiral's displeasure. When the doors hissed opened and Grand Admiral Delas, Grand General Tye, and Grand Admiral Novas stormed past her. Kara fell in behind them as they proceeded to walk through the maze of the palace corridors.Sins of Empire: CH 5 PT 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Your granddaughter is making a fool out of herself." Novas' voice was set grimly.
"Don't you think I know that?" growled the grizzled Tye as he stalked besides Admiral Delas. "What are we going to do about it?"
"The Vengeance won't be finished for several more weeks. Her sister ships will launch within a month after she's finished." Delas said. "If the Empress would just listen to reason we could have one of those ships waiting for her at Ceraph VII."
"She's not going to wait." Tye stated flatly. "She's trying to prove something."
"To you." Novas said tersely."
"I don't want or need her to prove anything to me." snapped Delas. "It won't change anything."
"She's young." replied Tye. "And she want
Sins of Empire: CH 5 PT 2"The necessary modifications are not proving too difficult?"Sins of Empire: CH 5 PT 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The engineer nodded. "No my Empress, they are proceeding nicely. The ship will be fully refit before the week is up."
Thiera nodded. "Very well. Keep me informed on your progress."
The link died and she leaned back in her chair as she considered the last month. It had taken roughly a month to refit the Corvus to the specifications required the fuel the slip-stream drive but now that the project was nearing completion she had a very real problem on her hands.
There was no way to navigate through hyperspace. The logs of the Repulse showed that plainly. The crew had intended to jump from one system to another and instead had leapt nearly the entire length of the Twin Suns Empire to end up directly on the border with the Eternal Empire. She could not afford such a mistake. There had to be a way to forge a viable path between the stars without the jump nodes. Her empire might depend on such an ability.
She imagined the terror her
Sins of Empire: CH 5 PT 1"Does she really intend to build another slip-stream drive?" Kara asked as Noah paced back and forth on the abandoned bridge of the Flambirg.Sins of Empire: CH 5 PT 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yes. I even found the damned work order. The Corvus is being sent for refit in one of the yards as we speak."
"Yes!" snapped Noah, heedless of his tone.
Why was the Empress being so incredibly stubborneven stupidabout this? Subspace was treacherous enough as it was without trying to circumvent it. He'd learned that the hard way aboard the Repulse. Trying to circumvent the jump gates that linked the stars together was suicidal at best from his own experience.
"Is it possible that she will succeed where the past attempts have failed?"
Noah stopped in mid-step and glared at Kara who remained impassive. He began to consider everything that had gone wrong with the Repulse experiment. There hadn't been enough power, so the reactor had overloaded and shut down which meant that they'd needed to do a cold start which took a few hou
Sins of Empire: CH 4 PT 2Thiera couldn't believe that she'd actually managed to get Noah to agreed to coming to dinner with her. Granted it was in the very formal setting of the palace but she'd done everything she could to make it as personal as possible. There were no other guests, her Knights were nowhere to be seen, and she'd even cooked the meal herself much to the mutual distress of her chamberlain and head cook. Their conversation had even been relatively relaxed, containing some of the old wit and humor they'd once shared at the academy. His excitement over the captured ships and what their reverse engineering could do for the Twin Suns shipbuilding processes was genuine and sincere, radiating out across the Weave in rippling waves of delight which caused her no end of joy at his happiness.Sins of Empire: CH 4 PT 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Still there was a blemish on their night together and she was sad to say that it was her own doing. The secret of the slip-stream drive. She'd already issued the orders to have the hunter-killer frigate TSS Corvus t
Sins of Empire: CH 3 PT 1Noah watched as the latest major engagement played out on the holographic display floating in the center of the council room. His eyes traced the movements of the fleet with avid interest as the outgunned Twin Suns forces positioned themselves to best effect against their enemies. One of his own ship designs had participated in the battle; the Trident-class. It was a revolutionary craft and one of the first ships he'd designed when he'd taken up his original post in the Ship Design Bureau, before being made a Grandee. It had the standard central hull of most fleet destroyers. Where it differed from other destroyers however was that it mounted three capital grade weapons instead of the standard one. In the central hull a cruiser rated ion cannon rested and there were two sponsons to either side of the central hull as well. Each held a cruiser rated rail cannon which could pummel enemy ships into submission. The heat requirements for the craft were troublesome for a vessel its size but tSins of Empire: CH 3 PT 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sins of Empire: CH 2 PT 3"Get to the escape pods!"Sins of Empire: CH 2 PT 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kara looked up as the bulkhead above her gave way and came down upon her. There was no chance to use the Weave, the metal pinned her to the deck, piercing her back with its jagged points. She cried out in pain, looking in agony at the escape pod, mere meters from her position. Commander Delas stood in the hatchway, looking back at her. There was a look of anguish on his face as he looked back to the pod and then at her. She could sense his conflict and resigned herself to her fate. She would die here. Then he turned and ran towards her, kneeling besides her and putting his hands beneath the hull plating.
"What are you doing?" she asked him. "Save yourself."
"You're a Knight aren't you?" he growled as he strained.
"Of course I am." she snapped, what was he? Stupid? She was wearing the armor of the Imperial Knights for Weave's sake!
"Then use your damned power and help me lift this thing." he snarled as he continued to lift. "Before we both get killed!"
Sins of Empire: CH 1 PT 3Kara stood with her back to the wall, her gaze placidly fixated on the statue across from her as she ignored the venomous stares of her former comrades. It wasn't that she didn't understand their hatred for her. On the contrary she understood it perfectly and would have done the same thing in their shoes. It was that she just did not care. An Imperial Knight's life was to be committed to the Imperial Family that was their creed. To abandon that creed for any reason was to become a pariah at best, perhaps even a traitor in the eyes of some. She'd certainly fought her share of Knights who'd come to take her life for her 'treason', most had the bravery to face her in duels, a few had tried to kill her through less honorable means. All had failed so far. She did not doubt there were those in the Knighthood who could best and kill her. She just doubted that those who could do so would feel it their duty to do so.Sins of Empire: CH 1 PT 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the moment, the Knights of the Guard were especially tense; they too c
Sins of Empire ShipsWhen referring to ships, capital ships are always referred to as a 'she' while support ships are referred to as 'he'. This distinction is made in reference to ancient honor codes which dictated that it was a man's duty to protect any woman in need. The honor codes may no longer apply, but the tradition still stands among warship crews.Sins of Empire Ships2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WEAPONSweapon systems are divided into tiers. All ships carry three tiers of weapon systems comprised of primary, secondary, and tertiary arrays/banks/batteries. Capital ships also tend to carry one or more main guns/cannons/batteries. Strike craft mount small scale versions of these weapons. The most common being low caliber mass drivers and small lasers, light plasma and particle cannons are also carried by some designs. All strike craft can carry missiles rockets and bombs though payload is limited in non-bomber types.
ION CANNONthese are the biggest guns in the fleet. They require a massive amount of energy to fire and the cooling systems
REDMARSHAL: I "We are as wolves, hunters of the elusive. Watchful eyes donning crimson cowl so all may know we are brood. We are bane of the dead raisers, of the soul renders, and blackened, begetting them justice through death. We are wardens, woe of mal practitioners and dabblers gone awry. We are brethren of the brand, the red death. We are Redmarshals, damned and gifted. Henceforth and always bound by duty and curse."REDMARSHAL: I3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
...The Redmarshal code, something I recite daily. It's become more than an oath at this point. It's become my life. Ask any Redmarshal, even my squadmates, what their plans are for the week, year, or lifetime, and they will recite it to you with booming fervor.
The lot of us were aboard a rickety seafaring vessel typically tasked with seeing travelers from port to port. Today, we were simply along for the ride, ulterior motives tuc
If Wishes Were Fishesif wishes were fishesIf Wishes Were Fishes5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Ahhhhh for the days tht were happy and lovely.
The days when all I had to remember was my homework and my lunch.
Days when recess was what I lived for and evenings were always free.
When family was awesome and holidays were the best.
When I didn't have any friends, until they asked me to play line tag.
When I didn't care about how I looked, or sounded.
Days when free time meant Kapla Blocks, Legos, and the rice table.
Days when reading was awesome.
When summer lasted forever and days were 19 hours long.
When fall meant playing in the leaves, and winter meant holiday food.
When 10 bucks meant I was rich.
When Christmas meant presents and family and fun.
Time went on and on, there was only the present.
The Future wasn't even an issue.
Days when laughter really did fix everything.
Walking around in the backyard, singing and talking and laughing.
Let's play, again.
When did we forget how to play?
Maybe that's the place to start.
To let us have back a little b
Truth: Part 1 v1.0Truth: Part 1 v1.04 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It can be a daunting task to face the world and try to figure out any kind of universal truth from the storm of reality that greets you. It's like looking out on a hurricane whose swirling winds are made up of countless images, voices, ideas, policies, religions, studies and proclamations, all of which bellow their unchanging truths, many of which contradict each other directly, clashing in an eternal struggle for dominance. THIS is the way, proclaims one religion, THAT is the truth states one scientist, THERE IS NO TRUTH say some people in reply, and it's easy to sympathise with them in the face of this onslaught.
Those of you reading this as you face the hurricane will have your own approach to interpreting reality...
There will be readers with an established belief system, a religion, god or gods to look to for truth, a church, synagogue, mosque or brotherhood within which to shelter. If this is the case, you look about you and the world must still be tumultuous, but your faith prob
How SoonDon't forget to thank the personHow Soon5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that didn't bother to sympathize
for it made a later moment
when somebody else did
that much better.
Be sure to appreciate the disgusting
just for once,
even when it sickens;
it creates a chance
for a future beauty to bloom.
When somebody screams at you
that you are wrong
their mind is really saying
that you may be onto something.
Don't hesitate to cry for that one certain soul
because what they told you in ignorance
is about their own sad situation
and it is just as human as our own.
How soon we forget,
to pause and reflect,
on the uglier side,
that we often neglect.
How we fail to see,
the motive of an act,
its true message hidden,
regardless of tact.
How easy it is to be alone,
in a world full of people.
How hard it is to be.
What is free
The Manga RevolutionI grew up wanting to be an artist. There was an art schoolThe Manga Revolution6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
down my road, and I would go and see the exhibitions with my dad, then Id go
home feeling inspired to draw, and announce When I grow up, I want to go to Art
School!. I also loved to read stories and (in a lesser way) aspired to write
them, but for the small me, stories and writing had nothing more than an
incidental connection. Sure, I read The Beano, I knew who Spiderman was, but
those werent stories to me stories were the books I loved, and art was simply
As I grew up, I continued to draw all sorts of things: I
drew Greeks and Dinosaurs, Egyptians and Super Heroes, I drew Games Workshop
characters, I doodled in class, I did my art assignments with enthusiasm and I
drew the things I saw around me. At the same time, inspired by the likes of Tolkien
and Ursula Le Guin, I was composing my own Fantasy Epic in words; a beautifully
clichéd trilogy about magic and power and technology
Too Close - TGDavid ran. Every step sent a shockwave up his body, feet slamming into the ground as he struggled to move. He ignored the sweat beading across his muscles, the heat raking its way across his back. His shirt was nearly transparent, clinging to hard flesh as he tried to gain speed. With as little thought as possible, he ran.Too Close - TG3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He didn't have to look back to know she was behind him, coming closer. He could hear her footsteps mirroring his own, not sure if it was real hearing or simply the link between them. He could charter her passage as she raced up to him. She had always been a faster runner than him, always able to track him down whenever he escaped. Never willing to let him go so long as she had something to gain. He still ran, feet beating against the floor and brow scrunching up as she ate through the distance behind him. He bent forward, trying to put on more speed, knowing it was useless when his legs started to buckle. She was close.
He lurched, arms wind milling for balance as hi
First Battle of Eden: Part 1The First Battle of EdenFirst Battle of Eden: Part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Josheua Samuelson
A Chronicles of Man Short Story
The chime pierced the silence of the flag officer's quarters aboard the Alliance battleship Kilimanjaro, and Vice Admiral Harriet Spencer's azul eyes opened begrudgingly before the chime called again. Sighing, the five foot nine woman rolled to her side and glanced up at the communication panel at her bedside, tapping the glowing accept key and designating voice only. After all, it wasn't right for an admiral to talk to her subordinates while half naked.
"Spencer, go ahead." She said and noted the grogginess of her own voice as she checked the time. Zero two hundred. No wonder she felt like she had just fallen off a sunderhorse.
"Admiral, I don't mean to wake you but we have a situation." Spencer quirked an eyebrow at the voice on the other end. It was Captain Kuritz, Kilimanjaro's CO who, like Spencer,
Knight RunKNIGHT RUN:Knight Run2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
THE KNIGHT FINDS himself running through the ancient corridors of the Kardian basilica. He can hear the echoing cackle of the Graven Witches as they swoop down and swipe at him with their bird-like talons. The Knight is panting and he does not see a way out of this maze. In his hands, he holds a precious crystal that once belonged to his Lord, Magtherion D'Legato, a well-respected aristocrat from the City of Bandine. The Knight is out of options and though the Gods may damn him for breaking his vows, survival becomes his priority. He opens a wound in his chest, quickly carving a hold large enough for the crystal and ignores the fiery pain and gushing fountain of blood that is sprayed over the ground by the force of his rapidly beating heart. In desperation, the Knight slams the crystal shard into his wound and immediately loses consciousness.
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Characters of Omega: Roran MachiavelliCharacters of Omega: Roran Machiavelli2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Designation: Core World, Upper Class (Politician)
Homeworld: New Queensland
Appearance: Tall, brown hair, hazel eyes, mild athletic build
Chosen clothing: Military-grade brown trench coat with dark khaki jeans, clothing otherwise varies
Skills: Great leader, excellent marksman, specializes in the use of dual-wielding pistols
Backstory: Born the only child of a wealthy family, Roran Machiavelli had the privilege of becoming the son of the Sector Senator when he was only five years old once his father, Charles Darwin Machiavelli, was elected by a landslide due to his political campaign and his promise to be a grand representative of the people. His mother was a big influence in his life up until his 11th birthday when she died of a then-incurable disease. As a result, he later took after his father in many ways, including earning military training besides his studying for his political career. Top of his class at 16 years,