LoT: MeanwhileLoT: Meanwhile6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The old man's nephew looked out the giant observation window into the city. His workers and helpers spewed statistics at him every so often about the amount of steam being released and the last earthquake location. They barely even stopped talking anymore.
He sighed, which only deepened when his uncle burst in and ran to look out through the window at the city. The nephew watched him, disinterested, then said "Uncle, really, you have your own observation deck, what are you-"
"Shhhh. Hear that?" The old man waved his nephew impatiently into silence, and went back to his staring, pressing his large nose to the window to see better.
The nephew looked out at the city, then back at the old man. "Hear what?" Agitated, the old man looks at him for a moment before seeming to make up his mind and rushing over to him, dragging him to his eye level by the collar.
"Listen," he hissed. He looked back out the window, and the nephew unenthusiastically follows his gaze.
"I still don't hear anyt
X The Lost Viking X Chap. 1x Hiccup xX The Lost Viking X Chap. 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hiccup woke to the sunlight streaming through his window. He blinked sleepily at the blurry figure above his head. It took him a second to realize it was Toothless staring down at him with curious eyes. He wondered how long the dragon had been there staring at him. He shrugged the thought aside. He sat up thinking it strange that he had woken up later than normal. It was probably because he spent most of the night in the cove with Astrid.
He blushed thinking about how they had laid together in the grass holding hand and watching the stars. They had talked about the most random things half the night, but it had been great none the less.
It had been about 6 months since they started dating. Astrid was actually the one who had to ask Hiccup out in the end. Every time he went to ask her he had clammed up and get really nervous, so she had saved him the trouble. They both enjoyed going on little outings together. Usually it was to the cove where Hiccup had meet Toothle
FVN: Ghost in the WindFVN: Ghost in the Wind4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 1: A whole lot of Firsts!
"To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go" -Mary Oliver
It was a red, cloudy day at the Sierra Madre. The sky was, as usual, a thick red. The Villa looked dead, like a old knotted tree. But within its walls, buildings, life . . . or maybe not life, but something, moved through it like blood in the veins. Ghost People shuffled through the streets, out of sight, silent, and for the most part, single minded. They didn't think, didn't feel, didn't have individual ideas. Just hunt, capture, turn. Hunt, capture, turn. Hunt, capture, turn. Hunt, capture, turn.
Seeker was no different. Seeker hunted, captured, and brought the captured into the depths of the Villa. Seeker had never known another life, no Ghost had. Seeker was just anothe
Humpty Dumpty (The Conspiracy)"Humpty Dumpty sat on a wallHumpty Dumpty (The Conspiracy)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty together again"
at least that's been the prevailing theory...
The name's Dumpty. As in Sam Dumpty. Formerly know as little brother to the now dearly departed (God rest his yolk) Humpty.
This is my story. It was a conspiracy, plain and simple. See, my brother married a gal named Sally, heretofore known as Sally Bodacious. She was a classy dame, with eyes that could burn right through ya and curves in all the right places, if ya know what I mean. Never could understand what she saw in my brother. Except that he had money, and lots of it. Everyone knew that the king had eyes for Sally. The way I see it, the king and Sally set the whole thing up. The king told Humpty he'd make him a knight. All he had to do was sit on a wall. Now everyone knows that the top of a wall is no place for
Ch1: PrologueCh1: Prologue2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hiccup had been quietly sitting on a barrel near the dock, while Toothless was obviously by his side, like he always was, and the Viking could tell that his black, scaly friend was already getting bored, but he just couldn't leave right now, especially since he knew that Astrid would be arriving on a ship any minute now. Astrid was away for the past week on a fishing trip with her father, and she would have brought Stormfly along to help her out, or at least, to keep her company, but her father flat out refused, saying that no dragons would be included on the trip, most likely because he wanted it to be just family. Hiccup had managed to keep himself super busy while his girlfriend was gone, with looking after her Deadly Nadder, which Astrid thought was giving too much work for Hiccup, especially when he already has a Night Fury to take care of, but he insisted that it was no problem, and she didn't have to worry about it.
There was also his job with being the founder and head dragon t
Why do you cut?"Because it's a pain that I can control when it stops, whereas the pain inside. It doesn't stop. It never stops. It's not control over the pain I need, its that power to decide when enough is enough."Why do you cut?10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That's what she told me when I asked her why she cut. But that wasn't the whole truth. And as the tally etched down her legs, the reverse of the marking of ages against a doorjamb in her parent's house, I saw another truth. I gave her space until she felt safe enough to say it out loud. An addendum to the truth:
"I need the scars, I need to be able to blame them for being unlovable. Need to be able to blame my past, my craziness, the pain and those who caused it for being unlovable. For no one wanting me. Need them to cover my body so people see them first and the shape of me second. I need them as a mask. Because if the scars are gone then the truth is obvious. That no one wants me because of my body first, and my mind second.. and I can't blame anyone but myself for those things. The sc
Three Blind MiceThree Blind Mice1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
three blind mice
three blind mice
see how they run
see how they run
they all ran after the farmer's wife
she cut off their tails with a carving knife
did you ever see such a sight in your life
as three blind mice
three blind mice
Dumpty here. As in Sam Dumpty. Another tale to be told, another mystery to be solved. And I'm just the guy to do it! After carefully considering all of the relevant facts, taking into account, of course, any mitigating circumstances, then factoring in miscellaneous possibilities, I have put together the pieces of this unusual and extraordinary puzzle and have come up with a working theory as to what actually occurred and why (deep breath).
I started my premise with a multiple query. Three things I considered: (a) How did the mice become blind? (b) Why did they turn on the farmer's wife and (c) Were the aforementioned facts somehow related?
I interrogated the farmer's wife first under the hottest light I could find and with
The Elevator Man***** my first DD *****The Elevator Man1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Eight hours a day, five days a week, for forty-one years he had pushed those buttons upon command. His place of employment - The Jansson Grande Hotel in New York City. It was one of those hotels that had five stars for everything; suites, service, food, entertainment. Quite simply, it was the "best of the best."
Nevertheless, no one ever seemed to pay much attention to the little man who operated the elevator, the main one located just off the lobby. Occasionally he was even mocked or laughed at. Few ever spoke to him with respect, or treated him with dignity. From the time he was a child he was viewed as someone undesirable, someone that you would and should avoid. He was smallish in size, nervous around people and quiet as a mouse. He never looked anyone in the eye, always kept his cast to the ground, even when spoken to.
His daily routine never changed. At exactly six o'clock in the morning he
Adventures in Equestria Part 4Butterscotch's Adventures in Equestria Part 4 starring Butterscotch Sundae, Princess Luna and about a dozen other magical little poniesAdventures in Equestria Part 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Luna stepped onto the podium and cast her huge cheerful green eyes across the assembled guests.
"Thank you all so much for coming!" she began. "I know the party's only just started, but I thought I'd like to get all the formalities out of the way first, if I may." She turned to the old silver-maned butler standing beside her and looked at him with mock exasperation. "Apparently it's compulsory that every royal engagement have a formal component to it!"
The butler nodded once, his serene expression unchanged.
Luna turned back and continued. "I'm so sorry that it's taken me so long to formally thank the Elements of Harmony for their courageous efforts on my behalf. You all risked your lives to undo the great evil that my jealousy and selfishness had wrought and prevented a titanic disaster from befalling our beloved Equestria. So let
Frozen Warmth [ Russia x Child!Reader ] 02Russia x Child!ReaderFrozen Warmth [ Russia x Child!Reader ] 022 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
That was the first sound to reach your ears. Off in the distance you could see a small fire. The shadows seemed to be dancing around the fire, tip-toeing just out of the fires orange/yellow glow, but still close enough to be seen by the human eye. The shadows continued to dance, one stopping to stare at you.
Sending you a toothy grin, the shadow extended its clawed hand. Its claws dripping with some foreign liquid, turning on your heel you screamed, your cloak billowing out around you. Another fire appeared in the distance, you could see no dancing shadows around this one. You could only see the form of another small body that was staring into the fire. The shadow stopped following you once you were in the safety of the boy's fire.
Looking at you, the boys cold, and seemingly lifeless purple eyes stared back at you causing you to feel uncomfortable; you decided that you would take a seat next to the boy. His purple eyes following your ev
Transformers: Lunar Episode 1Transformers: Lunar Episode 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Humanity, a species much like our own, able to have many shapes and forms. In my experience with the humans I have learned much, their capacity for compassion and love, as well as their greed and violence. But like all things, there is much more to the single human, then meets the eye. I am Optimus Prime, and this, is the story of Luna.
Jasper, NV. Midnight.
Luna walks up to her house late at night, hoping to not find her parents waiting for her when she gets indoors. She takes a deep breath and goes to put her bicycle in the garage. She starts to hear a strange noise from outside, like men talking but not so loudly. Luna gets curious and walks out to find a huge shadowy figure looming over her house and points a bright light at it; suddenly her house is aflame.
Luna screams and runsfrom the open door and into the road. She hears something follow her and doesn't dare to look back. She knows it would only make her run slower, and she doesn't want
Birth - Chapter 15: ArceeBirth - Chapter 15: Arcee3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Optimus stretched one of his muscle cables briefly as he headed into the command centre. Today seemed like it was going to be one of those days where his Prime duty would have him away all day. Earlier this morning, Hot Rod had been waiting for him outside his quarters to give him a good morning greeting, and then a quick embrace, before heading off to do his training for the day. Optimus was a little surprised by the way how quickly Hot Rod was warming up to him being his adopted father since he had first offered it to him, but Optimus suspected that Hot Rod was doing his best to let go of his pain and move on.
Even as Optimus walked into the command centre, he never realised that his smile was still on his faceplates until Bluestreak looked up from his duty and raised an optic ridge. "You ok, Sir?" he asked. "You look like you're in a daydream."
Optimus chuckled, "It's nothing, Bluestreak. I just got a surprise when I left my quarters."
"Hot Rod warming up to you already, Sir?" Track
Team Gold Rush PMD written AppTeam Gold Rush PMD written App3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After trudging through the rain exhausted and tired Soup and Mutton approach the door of the Tao Village residence application office. They notice a piece of paper on the door threatening to flutter off as the wind blows harder and harder. It clearly states, back in 15 mins. "Shall we wait?" Asked Soup. "Have we any other choice?" Mutton retorted the best she could through chattering teeth. Thirty minutes had gone by annoyed Mutton resolved to kick the door down. Soup beat her to the door and was about to knock on it when suddenly the door opened and they host met them with a grin.
Come in, come in! My goodness, come in! I can't believe you've all been waiting outside in the rain all this time! You could have knocked earlier, you know!(You get the feeling he knew you were out here all along.. he opened that door way too quickly before you knocked)
Soup and Mutton , glance at one another then turn to look at their host with from underneath well-worn rain soaked parkas. "Well m
The Spark of Christmas - The PreparationThe Spark of Christmas - The Preparation2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rodimus felt his spark skip a beat with excitement as he brought in a massive package into his quarters. He'd been waiting for several months for this box to arrive ever since he had ordered it not too long ago. Now that he had it, he could finally set his plan into motion. A part of him wondered if the other Autobots had done the most special Earth tradition since their arrival on Earth. Probably not, but he didn't care. Nothing was more important than the happiness of his friends and adoptive family.
He set the box carefully down on the desk next to his large computer and carefully transformed his right hand into a blade. He gently dug the blade's tip into the sticky tape that held the box together and slid it through. Once he was done cutting it, he opened up the box and peered inside.
Yes, everything he needed to do the large part of his plan was there.
He nodded in satisfaction and closed the box again. He then opened a private com-link to his best friends. "Hey, Sides and Bee,
Transformers Prime: Secrets Part 1Part 1Transformers Prime: Secrets Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walked up the steps to the school. Many of the kids were chatting about and gossiping about other stuff. Then, a girl approached me with a smile wide on her face.
"You're the new girl, aren't you?" she asked.
"Um yes?" She grabbed my hand and shook it vigorously.
"My name's Miko!" she introduced. "What's yours?" She let my hand go. I shook it off.
"It's Marisa," I replied. She smiled and grabbed my hand again.
"It's so good to meet you!" She looked behind me and laughed. "Jack! This is Marisa, the new girl!" I turned around and saw a boy with black hair approaching.
"Nice to meet you Marisa," he said.
"Nice to meet you too," I spoke back. He nodded his head and looked at Miko.
"I need to talk to you in private," he exclaimed. Miko looked at him curiously. Jack grabbed her arm and drug her closer to the school doors. I listened carefully to try and see what they were trying to say.
"You can't tell her anything about it, alright?" I heard Jack say. I could hear Miko sigh.
This Art Is ShitIf I knew then what I knew now, maybe I might have appreciated my work a little more.This Art Is Shit4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I always used to compare myself to the other artists that I would see, artists much older than me, with the training and the experience I didn't have. It didn't seem to matter to me where they came from, just that they where good and I was not. If I had understood at the time that someday, with perseverance, study and practice that I too might be ask good as them, maybe I might have worked a little harder, studied a little more and not been so down on myself.
Now I look back on a lot of the artists who were my idols, megabytes worth of their art saved to my ancient drive in the basement for reference and inspiration. I realize, they really weren't that good. Some of them were actually quite bad. At any given time, if your art sucks to you or even thousands of other people, it is amazing to someone and you are inspiring someone else by sharing it with them.
If it seems like you are not improving at all
Rise of Champions: IntroductionRise of Champions: Introduction2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since the end of WWII and even before with Thomas Alva Edison's invention of the light-bulb, electricity and computers have made the modern way of life possible. In the late 1880s the first of the great modern video game companies is founded. The company that
Piu AllegroPiu Allegro4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Before the sun rose, Octavia was awake. In smaller, provincial towns like Ponyville, this fact would have aroused concern and confusion; in Canterlot, it was normal.
The ponies in the mares' dorms at the Celestian Music Conservatory always awoke early, because the more hours you practiced, the better you were. It had taken a great deal of practice for the ponies to achieve the level of skill they needed to audition for the conservatory. Once they were accepted, the hours they needed to practice increased exponentially. Their sacrifices came with great loss, but also with great gain - their student body was the finest in the entire realm, and it was said that even the legendary seaponies envied their exquisite music. They were the only outside group of musicians that Princess Celestia called upon for royal performances, and they were the only school from which she drew her official Court Musicians. When the Court Musicians could not perform, it was the students of the Celestian Music Co
The Rise of Chaos Chapter 7 The WeddingThe Rise of Chaos Chapter 7 The Wedding3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 7: The Wedding
"You nervous?" asked SkyMint's stepmom, Jill Bean.
"Yeah and she's sad and wishes this wasn't happening." Midnight, SkyMint's stepsister, answered for her.
"Midnight! You promised not to read my mind!" said SkyMint angrily as she was putting her dress on.
"I didn't, you're just that easy to read Minty!"
It was an hour until the royal wedding was to start and SkyMint's bride's maids where mostly done getting dressed and where talking. SkyMint's dress was on and Rarity and Jill were doing her makeup.
Midnight and Missy were doing each other's makeup and hair. SkyMint's little half-sister, Julie Bean, was playing with the flowers she would soon be throwing down the aisle.
"Julie," SkyMint said to her, "please don't get any jelly beans in the flowers."
SkyMint knew her little sister well and knew she was already eating her favorite candy, losing some here and there.
"Sorry Minty." she replied with a giggle.
"Well Mackenzie, how do I look?" Discord asked his best man.
Constructive Criticism"Tell me what you think."Constructive Criticism2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Of the poem?"
"No, of my face. Yes, the poem."
"I was going to say, because your face is just stupid."
"Very funny. Read."
"What did you think?"
"Why did you write this?"
"I wrote it for you."
"You make me self conscious when you say things like that."
"I'm not worth this you know."
"What does that mean?"
"I am half a girl, and I deserve half a poem."
"That is not true, and you still haven't told me what you really thought about it."
"It's as broken and complex and half hearted as a sad song about the way you feel ink trail between your fingers like it's blood. There is no reason for it, it's the kind of beautiful that is there just for being there. It happened, it's a moment in time forever frozen and to be remembered in a way that candles that burn in holy places should be. It's a forever, all by itself- Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because you believe you deserve half a poem."
"I do. I am too damaged and broken an
Ultimate Character QuestionnaireUltimate Character Questionnaire1 year ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
What is your name?
What is your name’s origin and meaning, and how was it chosen?
How tall are you?
Who do you live with or near, if anyone?
Where is your residence and what is it like?
What is your hometown and local culture like?
Who are your parents?
Are you married, single, seeking a relationship, avoiding romance?
What is your class/income level?
What is your income source and/or occupation?
What is your education?
What is your worldview/religion? What is your level of devotion to that philosophy?
What are your current life problems?
Who (or what) are your enemies?
What are your priorities in life?
What is your goal in life? What is your motivation for this goal?
What is your goal in this story? What is your motivation for this goal?
What changes do you undergo by the end of the story (emotional, physical, philosophical, relational, etc)?
What is your central philosophy in life?
What moral code do you follow and wh