Cryptids of the Amazon region Amazonian "duckbills": Allegedly hadrosaur-like animals reported from the Amazon region. More information would be appreciated.
Amazonian "Iguanodon": Allegedly an Iguanodon-like creature sighted from time to time in the Amazon Rainforest. Possibly the same as the Mesquita "Camptosaur".
Amazonian ridge-backed dolphin: A river dolphin mentioned in tribal lore with a continuous row of small, triangular ridges down it's back, like several small dorsal fins next to each other. Possibly related to the cryptid Altamaha-ha of North America.
Arboreal giant anteater: An alleged new species reported by Zoologist Marc van Roosmalen. Roosmalen has named and described several new species in the past.
Brazilian little people: Very short people seen sporadically in the Amazon rainforest. Probably just a race of extremely short native people, similar to African "pygmies".
Black giant otter: A new species of otter reported by Marc van Roos
Cryptids of New GuineaArtrellia: Allegedly a 20 foot long tree-dwelling lizard found in Papua New Guinea. Probably some form of monitor.Cryptids of New Guinea3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Gazeka: A large tapir-like animal reported to live in the Owen Stanley mountains of Papua New Guinea. Name means "pig devil". Despite the superficial similarity, there are allegedly several key differences between the Gazeka and tapirs: The Gazeka is said to possess a horse-like tail, claws on it's feet, and the ability to rear up on it's hind legs. May be a relict population of the marsupial Palorchestes.
Giant amphibious monitor: An alleged giant monitor species from eastern New Guinea that is said to be semiaquatic.
Large furry lizards: Large lizards - or lizard-like animals that have been seen near the Aikora River which were covered in a coat of fur. These could be mammals which look reptilian in basic body shape, thus giving the impression of being "lizards", or reptiles that evolved a hair-like integument indep
Day at the Beach part 2Prussia picked up Aksel, took Herbert by the hand and wandered towards the water. He had set put shovels and pails in an area of the beach, and was going to teach his son and nephew how to build awesome sand castles. The three reached the edge of the water and Prussia sat Aksel down in the sand. Herbert sat down next to his cousin. Aksel giggled and stood up on his little legs. He toddled into the water and sat down. He started splashing happily in the shallow water.Day at the Beach part 23 years ago in Humor More Like This
Prussia walked over and picked his nephew up again. "We'll play in the water later. Now the awesomely awesome me is going to teach you how to build awesome sandcastles." Prussia said. Aksel looked up at his uncle intently. The toddler was always ready to learn something new. Herbert smiled and clapped his hands excitedly. He was very fond of the word awesome, but he didn't really understand what else his Vatti was going on about, but he used the word "awesome", so it must be good.
"All right. First, we've got to fill our a
FrUK FACE: Confessions 14 ENDThat night Francis took me out to dinner. Perhaps he felt a bit bad about what he did but he didn't say and I didn't ask. He acted as if everything was normal again: we were still very much in love, still trying to get our sons back. He held my hand throughout the whole evening and then in the end, finished what he had started earlier up in his bedroom. I wasn't glad weren't going to talk about it. I honestly agreed with his decision: I probably wasn't ready to marry him. That didn't mean I couldn't love him for the rest of my life.FrUK FACE: Confessions 14 END2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A few days later, we got a call. I was in my study going over our budget for groceries so when the phone rang I picked it up first. I was very surprised when it turned out to be Yekaterina.
"Katyusha?" I said dropping what I was doing to talk to her. "Hello!"
"Hi. Arthur," she said. There seemed to be a joy in her voice that I was very happy to hear. "I have good news!"
"Oh, what is it?" I said now very interested. "I could really do with some good news."
Prussia BabysitsPrussia BabysitsPrussia Babysits3 years ago in Humor More Like This
"~Ve! But Luddy I don't want to go to the meeting." The auburn Italian whined. "~Ve. I need to stay home with Aksel!" Italy was holding his 9 month old son in his arms. Aksel turned his blue eyes onto his mother. The baby had no idea why his Mama was so upset, so he patted Italy's face with a tiny hand.
"Feli! You haven't been to a meeting since Aksel was born." Germany glared at the Italian. "You need to go to this meeting!"
"~Ve! We need someone to stay home with him! Aksel's too tiny to be left by himself!" Italy protested. Aksel looked up again at the sound of his name. Germany continued to glare at Italy with his icey blue eyes.
"Mein bruder lives in this house too. He can vatch Aksel vhile ve're gone." Germany said. Prussia looked up from his spot on the couch.
"What was that, West?" Prussia called. Germany took Aksel from Italy's arms. The baby smiled and patted the side of his Germany's face. Aksel spotted the iron cross hanging from the chain &
GerIta-All I Want For Christmas Is YouIt was the night before Christmas in a land distraught with war. Neither side seemed to be winning, every fighting solider feeling sour and sore. There were a few soldiers that still hung up a few Christmas related objects up, trying to instill some Christmas cheer, yet there was one solider, a German, who put up a few Christmas objects with a heavy heart. The German was a blonde with his hair slicked back and even though his eyes showed seriousness, there was a hint of sadness in the blue of his eyes. He was only putting them up to make one person happy, the one person who seemed to matter most.GerIta-All I Want For Christmas Is You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Ludwig, there you are!” the German heard a voice from behind him, “I’ve been looking all over for ya.”
Upon turning around, the blonde saw a man with snow white hair and crimson eyes. He was considered an albino to everyone on base…a rather annoying albino. But the man worked with their messenger birds, training them to fly various routes to send messages
What am I to you?I sit here aloneWhat am I to you?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Living through my pen
Writing in my dark blood
What am I to you?
Am I your hero;
Your prince in the night?
Do I save you from your sins,
And give you a reason to mend?
Do you love me the way I do you;
Where I know no bounds
As to what I’d do for thee?
Or am I your destroyer;
The monster hidden in shadow
The poison within the skin?
Am I the brick
That drags you six feet under?
Or am I the burden
That causes you to loath life so much?
What am I to you?
The confusion still remains
But as of tonight
I have bled enough.
Scorch - A RusCan FanfictionScorching heat was visible, and clearly evident in the dancing waves of rippling air distorting the trail stretched out in front of him. It was almost as if he could actually see all the moisture leaving the ground in a steady stream of evaporation. The sun was beating down on his neck relentlessly, leaving his skin feeling tight and dry from the heat. He felt like if he didn't keep constantly replenishing himself with water, he would dry up like a sponge that was left out in the heat for days. He did not want to end up on some sort of five-o'clock news show as the tourist who was dumb enough to let himself become dehydrated. No, he was definitely smarter than that.Scorch - A RusCan Fanfiction5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Still, the intensity of the heat was enough to make his standard choice of dressing nothing short of completely unbearable. He would have removed his coat, but he was almost too afraid that he would come out of the entire ordeal looking like one of those tomatoes that Antonio seemed to like so much. An all-over red b
Suffocate“I didn’t want him,” she says. “I wanted something, something I saw in the eyes of Libby, Sam, Sandi, and Agnes. Something that would have made our new world, our safe world, a home. Children were a part of that world and so I found myself a child. Perhaps, I thought, I would love him and everything would fall into place. Perhaps with a child I could be content with safety, and normality, and a world without knives taped on mop heads.” A cold smile. “I still catch myself thinking that. I still think that maybe tomorrow will be the day where I can fall asleep with the lights on.”Suffocate2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carmen’s features are stark and cold; like the chiseled lines of Soviet propaganda etched onto an icy street corner. A straight decided nose, high sharp cheekbones, and thin pinched lips. Her eyes are black. We sit together in a small, bare walled, room on a pair of fold up chairs.
I frown. “You mean off?”
“No. I mean on. During the war
FrUK FACE: Confessions 9I was afraid to get up in the morning.FrUK FACE: Confessions 93 years ago in Romance More Like This
I would keep waking and wondering where Francis might be in the house and how to avoid him. I was frightened. Scared by those bandages. Afraid that if I said or did anything wrong around him, he might do the unspeakable that he had done to himself two days earlier. I would think it over and over and then just go to bed again...
At some point, James came into my room and opened the curtains of my bedroom window. The sun stung my eyes and I rolled over and whined.
"Wake up," James said.
"Go away!" I moaned.
"Come on. You've slept too much. It's two o' clock already!"
I spied my bedside clock. "It is not, you liar! It's nine in the morning!"
"Worth a try." He ripped the covers off my bed. "Get up!"
"Fuck you!" I lay there, curled up and shivering like a Chihuahua. "Give me my covers! It's bloody November, you asshole!"
He pushed me off my bed and onto the floor.
"You bastard!" I cursed him.
"Get dressed and meet me in the kitchen in three minutes."
APH Son of My Father"Do you remember when you were young?" Italy asks hopefully.APH Son of My Father5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Germany looks up from the book he had been trying to read. "Of course I do, Prussia raised me."
Italy shook his head. "No silly! Before that."
Italy nods. "When you lived with Austria."
Germany sighs. "Italy, I never lived with Austria."
Italy smiles as well, a secret sort of smile.
"Yes. You did."
Prussia shakes his head as he downs the rest of the beer in his cup. "Poor bastard."
Germany looks up from his own beer. "Who?"
"Italy of course."
Germany sighs as he looks into his cup. "What should I do?"
"Is there something you can do?"
"Maybe tell him the truth?"
Prussia shakes his head. "The truth might break him."
"So what will you have me do?" Germany asks aggravated. "Keep pretending to keep him happy?"
"No let him figure it out on his own."
Germany slumps in his seat. "That's the thing. I don't think he ever will."
Italy giggles as his fingers go through Germany's hair.
"I wonder do you s
Drive"You ready to go?"Drive3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's with sodden hands and soaked-through boots that he climbs into the back of the faded old pickup. Red paint's peeling off everywhere, but he barely cares. Bullet holes and scattershot clusters show every few feet, but he still loves his ride. Despite the shattered world and slightly shattered rear-view mirror, it still takes him places.
He's got a gruff voice; his baritone erupts from his throat like gunfire or gravel across a chipped highway. Torn rubber boots slosh in the highway's broken shoulder. A burning wind catches his hair, runs through his stubble and down his open shirt. Runoff from the road splashes his faded jeans.
His coat whips in the wind, green and patched more times than he can count on his fingers. At least he has all of them; staying intact is an odd bonus in his line of work. The tools of his trade click and shift in their holsters just above h