A Thief at the Gala: Chapter OneA Thief at the Gala: Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter One: Sparkling Invitations
Luna was depressed. Her narrow frame curled upon silken sheets, defiant yet disconcerted. She had not slept a wink since the opening of the letter. Azure Nocturne and Brazen Heart remained at her door as requested, but when she would not eat as usual, her sister was summoned.
Brazen Heart's short reddish tail bobbed as he trotted anxiously through the halls to the Princess' chambers. Two ponies stood outside her door, one light tan colt with burgundy mane, the second a light blue colt with a bubbly deep navy mane. He wanted to know why they were here, but...
"...Widget Dreamer's new apple slicer? Oh I made the most wonderful apple pie with it!" chimed the former, who Blaze remembered was Lucent Acumen. He wore copper rimmed round lensed glasses. Another of Dreamer's designs, no doubt. The two were close friends. The other was Frazzle Spark, a scholar under the tutelage of Fire Wire the Grand.
"Uh, what'd you do with all the cores," asked
In the spiritIn the spiritIn the spirit5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Halloween TF story
Angela Myers sat on the couch watching the small TV screen with a bowl of candy next to the table. She could hear the shouts of little children in the neighborhood, announcing their presence at someone's front door. She looked to the bowl before her and was glad she was well stocked, but frankly she was bored with the night. It was Halloween night, but for her the magic of Halloween has already vanished long ago.
The phone then rang and she reached for it next to the couch, twirling a curl in her dark brown hair. "Myers Residence." She said.
"Angie?" A voice asked. Angela then leaned back against the couch. "Oh hey Pam. What's up?"
"Not much, I'm just wondering what you're doing tonight, that's all." Pamela replied.
"Oh I'm just stuck at home handing candy out. What are you doing?" Angie answered, getting up and turning the TV off. She already saw the movie before anyway.
"Oh? I was just going to take my little brother Billy and
Ebil Witch Lady's Halloween PartyIt was that time of the year again when the leaves start to change color and the cold winter breezes slowly come in. The month of October seemed to pass by quickly as people got ready for the biggest night of the month: Halloween. Parents prepped their kids and made sure they were dressed up in the costumes of various characters; those young enough to not know better were accompanied by their parents as they took them out into the slightly breezy night.Ebil Witch Lady's Halloween Party1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was the perfect time of the year for the infamous trickster, known by few as the Ebil Witch Lady. She loved Halloween just as much as all the children do, though she wasn’t in it for the candy. Halloween was a special time where she could use her magical abilities to cause mischief on all kinds of people. One might think she’s a monster for what she does, but nobody ever remembers who they once were when she’s finished. Of course, she had one condition that she followed to a tee: all of the adorable children were
Team Fortress: Hybrid classes* Medic + Engineer = GeniusTeam Fortress: Hybrid classes4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
* Engineer + Spy = Hacker
* Spy + Medic = Surgeon
* Medic + Heavy Weapons Guy = Orderly
* Heavy + Spy = Luchador (Masked Wrestler)
* Spy + Sniper = Femme Fatale
* Sniper + Engineer = Camper
* Engineer + Scout = Time Traveller
* Scout + Pyro = Trailblazer
* Pyro + Demo-man = Wizard
* Demo + Medic = Paladin
* Medic + Scout = Nurse
* Scout + Spy = Jester
* Spy + Pyro = The Day Trader
* Pyro + Soldier = Fireworker
* Soldier + Demo = Nuclear Trooper
* Demo + Scout = Rioter
* Scout + Soldier = Recruit
* Soldier + Sniper = Big Game Hunter
* Sniper + Medic = Researcher
* Medic + Pyro = Cauterizer
* Pyro + Heavy = Half-Dragon
* Heavy + Demo = Barbarian
* Demo + Spy = Saboteur
* Spy + Soldier = Commando
* Soldier + Medic = Seargent
* Sniper + Heavy = Colonel
* Heavy + Scout = Super-Hippy (there can only be ONE Saxton Hale)
* Heavy + Soldier = Space Marine
* Soldier + Engineer = Technician
* Engineer + Heavy = Bunker Man
* Engineer + Pyro = Welder
* Pyro + Sniper = La
Legend of Spyper After many long and fruitless years of research, experimentation, and failure, Medic's gene-splicing experiment was on the verge of being abandoned. Then one fateful night when Medic had collapsed from exhaustion, who better to wander into the laboratory than Intelligent Heavy? With pot on head, he observed the scene before him; the Medic sleeping soundly at his desk, the stacks of research strewn about, and what's this? A large glass cylinder filled with a glowing green goo? Intelligent Heavy stomped over to the clylinder and tapped on the glass; he could just barely make out the silhouette of an unrecognisable figure floating about. Attached to the cylinder was a funnel-type device, used to insert objects and mixtures into the glass cylinder. Needless to say Intelligent Heavy was preplexed; he had never seen such a thing before. What was Medic up to? As the Medic quietly stirred, an idea had struck Intelligent Heavy; he would help the doctor! Pulling from his pocket the tLegend of Spyper4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chronoscape, Chapter OneChronoscape, Chapter One9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Can a line of events be traced to its origins, only to connect with its end?
Sept 17, 14:15
Apex clouds converged around the azure mountain of ice. The polar ocean rumbled, somewhere beneath, grappling into the iceberg, gnawing away at its foundations.
Grim, fluttering celestial arc released a blinding sphere of light has from the cloudy grasp. Scorching beams of sunlight smashed into the iceberg with relentless fury and the iceberg screeched in fear of their attack as glittering veins of cobalt and silver pulsated upon its surface. The temperature was rising, as the iceberg drifted south, pushed forward by the slashing wind. The iceberg fought against the warm currents till its last breath, but all was hopeless. An unyielding crack started to crawl across its surface, explosions of cold mist whooshing as the iceberg crumbled, expiring away; connecting with the clouds and the ocean.
Oct 4th, 9:12
A tiny, conical drop of water spiraled through the gray and blue mush of fog tha
Blackbeard's LoverThey called him the devil,Blackbeard's Lover3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Evil in the form of a man;
I cannot say if this is true,
For I knew him only on land.
He visited only once,
The Carolinas grand and great
Compared to me; I still believe
Our meeting was but the cause of fate.
He was a man of many talents-
He knew how to fight, scare, and govern;
All the experienced women waited in line,
Fantasizing about what they could learn
From the master of all, Edward Teach,
A legend of land and king of the sea.
I suppose he did not favor their goods or tone,
For then he looked at me.
His eyes scanned over me, and I was afraid,
Wondering what he could want me for;
I was not as pretty or bold as the others,
But I realized he wanted more than a whore.
He stared longingly and gestured for me;
I took notice and on his lap sat-
He winked and grinned broadly at me
Then placed on my head his pirate hat.
"Lovely girl, why do thee hide?
Ye presence is all I kindly beseech-
Ye make me smile and forget all others-"
These were the words of Edward Te
TF2: Faded BlueRain drizzled down from the grey sky, spattering down on the slouched shoulders of the old Australian mercenary. He let out a deep sigh as the wrought iron gates of the graveyard were closed behind him with a rusty clang.TF2: Faded Blue6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Given his line of work, he had never expected to last this long. Bullets, blades, bombs - and he had weathered them all. Though of course, he hadn't been alone in that department.
The German doctor reached a black-gloved hand up and wiped a streak of grey hair from his forehead as the steady stream of water soaked through his overcoat, his spectacles slipping slightly on his aged nose.
There was total silence between the two of them as they stared at the ground, each lost in their own thoughts.
Decades had passed since ths cease-fire had been called between Red and Blu, and now it seemed to the retired Sniper that his past had almost completely crumbled into dust.
Only three members of the team still drew breath, though the vegetative state in which the demo-man exist
Hidden Feelings: BBRAE Part 3Hidden Feelings: BBRAE Part 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I am so psyched for all the favs and views I have gotten on Part 2. I love you guys so so so much. This part will be slightly different than the first two. There will be flashbacks from Rachel and Gar. Thanks again and enjoy the last part of Hidden Feelings.
'Where am I?' Rachel thought as she slowly came back into consciousness. The last thing she remembered was Gar lying on her living room floor.
"I see you are awake, my daughter." Rachel tried to move but her hands were bound behind her back.
"What do want from me?"
"To catch up. I never got any replies from the letters I sent you."
"Maybe I didn't want to reply." She said coldly. She strained her hands trying to break free.
"You have grown to be such a beautiful young woman." He lifted her chin so she looked at him.
"Don't touch me. Not with those murdering hands." She jerked away.
"I admit what I did was wrong but-"
"Wrong? Wrong?! What you
One Wrong TurnOne Wrong Turn3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Paul was just starting his first year of college, and already the 20 year old German Shepherd could feel that he was going to have a good time at college. He had been accepted to a local 4 year college on the west coast, just 10 miles from home, and had even been awarded a small scholarship his senior year of high school for his work with the community. His first semester was going to be Paul's general courses, then by the spring semester, he could start the real work for his Computer Programming major.
After his first day of classes, which ended at just 2 in the afternoon, Paul decided he would walk home, rather than use his student bus pass. Even though he lives 10 miles away, he had no homework he needed to finish today, and his backpack was filled with just a few books.
Paul had just walked off campus, when he stopped and looked out at the street, and then off to the left where there the main roads ended and the trees and country began. If he stayed on the roads he knew, it would b
Religion.How am I supposed to understand religion, I'm still a child and know if you know and think something is true you have to believe.Religion.3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I was taught to believe Jesus Christ as the Son of God, Also to me Christianity seems to be the only religion that has a real documentary, The Holy Bible.
To believe in something you have to believe it yourself.
But how am I supposed to believe, when there is war, other faiths, people who do sin and tempt you to sin too, and also so many influences in the world that make you forget all source of religion.
I want to believe in a religion, my cousin was raised catholic and she was looking for something more in life. She now believes in Christianity and Wicca, (people say wiccan's are witches because they believe in a more natural and nature faith). Finding out about her views in religion hurt me, seeing people say she will go to hell hurts as she is someone close to me.
Why can't all religions get along, why is there so much hate and sin in the worl
Warden of the Everfree ForestPonyville was a quiet town located in the center of Equestria. Founded and mainly inhabited by earth ponies, all three pony species and even non-ponies have found a peaceful and worry-free environment to call home. Ponies went about their lives without giving a second thought to the less-friendly fauna that co-inhabit their magical principality. However, not all regions of Equestria can boast such security.Warden of the Everfree Forest4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lying just to the west of Ponyville was the dark and mysterious Everfree Forest. Once home to a temple dedicated to the Regal Sisters, the Everfree Forest was now completely overrun by nature. This feared woodland was home to a great variety of horrible creatures from cockatrices to manticores to the legendary Ursa Major, a terrifying translucent bear-like creature the size of Ponyville itself. Unlike the rest of Equestria, which was governed by the laws of magic, the Everfree Forest was free of such mystical manipulation and grew on its own without the tender guidance of ponies. It
Broken Brotherhood: TF2The Red-clad Scottish demolitions expert shoved his eyelander into the dirt for support, straining to hold up both of his hands on the hilt to support his body weight. His body lurched a bit and blood coughed out of his mouth, already dead to the world. His head lifted upwards, driven only by anger and will, and roll it's only eye towards the Blue-dressed rocketeer across the bridge. Similarly, the soldier was keeled over, the pickaxe stuck in the ground a few feet in front of him as he vomited a mixture of blood and puke on the ground beneath him, getting the disgusting concoction all over his uniform, but still, he refused to give up. His head, too, lifted up by a mixture of hate and spirit, driven to destroy the one person he thought of as a friend. Even though they were enemies, even though they tried to kill each other numerous times, even though it went against Soldier's ethical policies that traitors were the worst kind of scum in the world, he still found a friend in the blackBroken Brotherhood: TF25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Let GoThey tell me it's up to me to end this.Let Go4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maybe they don't say it outright, but I can tell by the way they keep looking at me as they pass me by. 'It's your responsibility', their eyes keep telling me, 'and if you don't end it it ain't never gonna end.'
How dare they. How dare they put this all on my shoulders, not just my team, but his team as well.
But it's up to me to end it, says popular opinion. They tell me these kind of things and they wonder why I go through Scrumpy like water. If they had this kind of pressure on them, I'd like to see any of those lads stay sober.
It's got to end somehow, though. He can't win this fight. There's no way. As strong as he is, as ironheaded, as fierce, and as brave... he can't win. The best he can do is this cruel stalemate, where nobody's gaining any ground, there ain't no end, just more suffering. But he won't stop. Not 'till someone he'll listen to tells him to, which I suppose would be me.
Funny how that works out, isn't it. We fought like mad,
Meet the Team's New Hobby 1When BLU Scout walked in the kitchen, there was a solid two minute period where he honestly didn't know what he was looking at.Meet the Team's New Hobby 14 years ago in Humor More Like This
" Hey, uh, Sniper?"
" Da hell are you doin' on top of the fridge, man?"
"'S called 'planking', ya little ankle biter."
Scout proceeded to get a glass of milk and Heavy's sandvich from the fridge, and was already seated at the table before it fully registered that his question hadn't been answered.
" Wait, what?"
Sniper gave a long, weary sigh similar to the one Scout's mom gave that one time he asked why her hair was suddenly ten times the size of her head in middle school. "Plankin', mate. It's an Aussie thing. Ya go up on somethin' strange an' lie down on it like ya were a piece of wood."
Scout stared at him like he'd grown a second head. " WHY?"
"BECAUSE, THAT'S WHY," Sniper snapped irritably.
"That's probably th'stupidest thing I heard in my entire life!" Scout continued. "And I used ta bunk wit' Solly, man! What
promise.Grace;promise.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you lick your lips and you rub your cheek i can tell that you need some chapstick. So i dig it out of my bag, and put it to your lips when your driving so we dont get into a crash. Sometimes, you will start to say something i know will be important, until you stop abruptly and i know im going to have to milk it out of you. And i try by saying i hate you, then looking out the window until you start to talk again. Then your eyebrows pull together and your forehead makes a crease and you tell me the story you had in mind before. That always makes me happy. You stand up and look around for no particular reason, but i can tell its because your not comfortable and you would like to go somewhere else, so i suggest going to the book store, and you say no, then i ask if you would like some tea and a bagel, and you grab the car keys right away. You will run your fingers through your hair and sigh a little, keeping your mouth slightly open, your bones relax and soon, i know exa
Shadow of Magic: PrologueJust another day at school...Shadow of Magic: Prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-`Derad Wasnur´s journal, final entry: I guess it all started that day in the summer, year 553 AC, even if i did not know until later´-
"Good day, everyone" said the teacher as he entered the room.
The kids, all ten to eleven years, were all standing respectfully behind their desk and only nodded in welcome. He was in the usual long flowing sapphire blue robes of the teachers and with his small glasses was securely placed on his long thin nose. He placed his documents and his pointy hat on the table and motioned for the kids to sit down. They did so with a lot of scrambling and the moment they were seated, the teacher turned towards them.
"We will pick up where we left last time, with the history of the great magical calamity" said the teacher and rubbed his hands together eagerly. "Now who can tell me what the magical calamity was and what came before it?"
A veritable forest of hands was raised up. "James Lierar, if you will" said the teacher an
Kabuki MannequinKabuki Mannequin8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter One: Revive The One Forgotten By Time!
Treis ran at top speed. He wasn't far behind. "Please leave me alone"
"You know I can't do that Treis. Not after you saw that"
"I won't tell! I Promise!" She nearly tripped but regained her bearings in time to see an old Victorian home.
She ran towards it with a sense of hope. Now a short run ahead of him she opened the large doors and locked it behind her. She breathed a short lasting sigh of relief. A quick bang on the door broke the newly acquired peace. "I know more ways in. There's no way you can lock all the entrances in time." She still was quiet. "And I saw an axe just near the tool shed. You'll soon have nothing to tell"
His little speech ended with his feet pattering away. Treis dusted her dress and looked around while curling her blue streaked hair around her finger. "This place is sure dilapidated." The room was surely a sight. Large enough to have a banquet with two winding staircases leading to the same floor. Old paintings,
Breathing Underwater (Prologue)Breathing Underwater (Prologue)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Vincent was completely uncomfortable. His head throbbed in pain, there was slight discomfort in his chest, and he felt numerous small cuts and bruises all along his body. He could also feel the waves of an ocean washing against his side. The salt in the water met some of the cuts in his side. Introduced to the wounds, the salt gave his body an unpleasant sting, and as he regained consciousness, he gave a sharp inhale of pain. Breathing wasn't right. There was something in his lungs. It felt like some of the salt was in his lungs...as if he'd fallen into this ocean perhaps. He was soaking wet. He could feel it. Breathing hurt. The salt coated his lungs in places, and he felt as if there was a small amount of liquid just introduced to them. Feeling this, he rolled to his side and coughed sharply as his body tried to get rid of the liquid now in his lungs.
"It's about time you're awake!" a voice said. From the sound of it, it sounded young and was female. And though to nor
Demo and Soldier: Fifty Themes#01 - WalkingDemo and Soldier: Fifty Themes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They strode to their respective battle lines like men walking to a Death Row execution, each wondering in the backs of their minds how, after all they'd done together, they had gotten to this point.
#02 - Waltz
"Christ, I don't even know how you talk me into these things... the least you could do is stop stepping on my goddamn feet."
#03 - Wishes
After Jane explained what he had meant by what he'd uttered as the shooting star had streaked across the sky, Tavish slung an arm warmly, if not a bit drunkenly, over his best friend's shoulders and said that Jane was a real soldier's far as HE was concerned.
#04 - Wonder
"Ach, lad, if the only things you believe in are what ye can see with your own eyes, I feel sorry for ye."
#05 - Worry
Looking around the tiny, dark, windowless apartment, Tavish made sure that Jane knew that he could stay at his mansion anytime he wanted.
#06 - Whimsy
The Demoman's expression and laughing tone were both incredulous as he asked Jane to repeat th
Saxton Hale vs Rock JawSaxton Hale slowly walked up the mountainslope, undaunted by the cold and lack of oxygen from being up so high. He had come here after hearing of a gigantic feline that stalked these mountain borders and claimed to be ruler of this land. Saxton had decided this would be worthy prey, and had set off to face him in battle.Saxton Hale vs Rock Jaw3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He wouldn't have to wait long.
"What's a human like yourself doing in my mountains?"
Saxton looked up to see Rock Jaw looming over him, the massive cougar perched atop a ledge that spread before the Australian. Saxton simply stood his ground as he glared at Rock Jaw.
"The name's Saxton Hale! Australian, CEO of Mann Co., and the man that's been searching for you!"
"HA! Do you realize who I am, human?"
"I wouldn't care less about you, so long as you're brave enough to fight!"
"I am Roque Ja, master of the eastern border. Everything you see here belongs to me. I do not take kindly to trespassers, and that includes humans like you."
"Well guess what? I ain't leaving until
The Heavy X Medic DebateOkay, I wasn't going to do thisThe Heavy X Medic Debate4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But after seeing so many comments like:
"How can you not ship them?"
"Apparently if you hate gays being badasses or you hate fatties being with hotties, you can."
"BUT THEN YOU SUCK."
Right... because that's so totally true. And yes, those are actual quotes from fans of the couple.
Look, it's fine if there's artwork, fan fiction, cosplays, groups and more about these two. That's your opinion, that's fine. I, in fact, have found some of them to be very good and quite adorable. Opinions are opinions, I'm fine by that. We all have guilty pleasures, no big deal.
I've seen dozens of how they ARE a couple and how completely obsessed fans can get when saying how they are a couple, going on and on about how perfect they are together, then going absolutely fucking bonkers when someone says it's gross/they're not together/blah blah blah, you get what I mean.
So now it's MY turn.
I wasn't going to do it, knowing I would
TF2: Twilight YearsTF2: Twilight Years3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The old man settled onto the park bench as if the weight of the world threatened to force him through the wooden slats and onto the grass below. He could feel each joint groan, each muscle creak and protest the movement. Once seated, he sighed. He had never thought he'd make it to this age. This was the age that he had joked about in the barracks with the others. The age they had all agreed was not meant for men like them; men meant for fighting, killing, and destroying. Violent, bull-hearted men. He sighed again and adjusted his glasses with one hand, surveying the park around him. Children played carelessly on the playground while happy parents watched and talked amongst themselves. Young adults wandered the footpaths and sat under trees, the still chilly early spring air carrying with it the heady smell of flowers and young love. Never had he thought things could be so peace