Trapped 1Alex J. Mercer watched the bustling city life below. It was midday- lunchtime for most- and everyone was out. Cars honked, buses rumbled, feet below, subways thundered and screeched along, people chatted on their cell phones, exhaust entered the atmosphere at sickening rates- causing the air to be thick with pollution and an ashen cloud of smog to hover over the life below; but then again, that was typical city life.Trapped 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
Alex had to give the people credit. If they could endure the cold glares and rude retorts from ill-tempered city dwellers and the unbearable stench of overflowing sewage after a heavy rain, they had to be tough.
Damn stubborn, too- to stay here after all that’s happened.
This part of Manhattan was safe and, for the most part, untouched by the viral outbreak that erupted from Penn Station a year ago. It was called the Green Zone for a reason; armed guards were spread out here and there, ensuring that any "unwanted guests" would be terminated on sight.
BelovedThe children ran about their playground laughing and playing. Ivan walked through their play gates with a smile. When the children saw him waving they all grinned as wide as their little faces would let them. "Uncle Ivan!!" They cheered playfully as they ran over and surrounded him.Beloved3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Hello little ones! How are you all today?" He asked happy to see their excited faces.
"We're really good! We're good children right, Uncle Ivan?" one laughed.
"Yes.." he chuckled softly. They where so cute. "You're all good children."
They all giggled as they ran about pulling him around. Asking him to push them in the swings, or to play games like tag or hid and seek. The children all loved Ivan dearly. That's why they dubbed him Uncle. He'd come in once every week and play with them. Sometimes tell them stories. Tons and tons of stories. From happy to sad. Funny to scary. The children loved them all so much. As the clock struck three, all the children sat about Ivan with big smiles on their small faces.
Lukas's Story: Chapter 1To tell you the truth, I hated being a human. All my life before these events, I've never felt comfortable as a human. I have always felt like I was in a cage, like I was never meant to be human at all. Deep down, I felt like I was supposed to be something else, something that is not infected by the corrupt, dark nature of humanity. Bottom line: I needed away out if there was one. Luckily, that way has happened, and changed not only me, but my life, forever. This is where my story begins.Lukas's Story: Chapter 11 year ago in Profiles More Like This
My name is Lukas. I am 17 years old with autism. I also had clinical depression that left me moping around most of the time at the time. If there's anything I loved, they would be two things: dragons and heavy metal. I loved both things with a passion. I have always dreamed of being a dragon, carefree and no trouble with anything. As with metal, my favorite band was slipknot. I always had them and a few other bands I liked blasting whenever I needed it. My room was filled with
Layne Meets Georgia Part 1: Meeting and a Race In the Unova region, there was a girl named Georgia. She was a Dragon Buster, and her dream was to be the best Trainer to defeat Dragon-types and Dragon-types only. She has bested many Dragon-types before, but she aims to defeat every Dragon-type she could find.Layne Meets Georgia Part 1: Meeting and a Race2 years ago in Settings More Like This
One day, after a bit of training, she grew tired and sat nearby a tree. "Ah, this looks like a nice place to rest," she said.
Soon after, another Pokémon trainer walked by and noticed Georgia. He had blue hair and a red shirt. Although he saw her, he was quite antisocial, so he didn't make the first move. Georgia, however, knew this opportunity. Thinking he was a Dragon-type trainer, she walked on over to him.
"Hello, who are you, and do you LOVE Dragon-type Pokémon?" Georgia asked with a sly grin. The other trainer just simply responded, "I'm Layne, just a wanderer around here. But my favorite Pokémon type is Grass, if you're wondering."
Where Are You? Where Are You?Where Are You?3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Where were you when I awoke from my slumber? As I looked about, the room was empty of your presence. Beside me slept my closest friend, but where were you? You appeared within my dreams telling me how much you loved me and how much you wanted to stay by my side. How I was so important and you'd never leave me, but when I awoke you where gone again. Just like the night before that and the night before that.
Where did you go? You approached me a week ago saying that you really liked me. You talked about how I was your light in the world of darkness you had been entrapped in. How within every dre
RWBY Silver's Backstory Pt.1RWBY Silver's Backstory Pt.19 months ago in Sketches More Like This
“The strange will walk alone”
-Silver “Madigan” Hatter-
Silver’s family actually ran a successful Haberdasher Shop in a local town. It has become quite a tradition to pass the ownership down to the child next in the family line. Around Silver’s childhood, the family ran into financial trouble. As a result, Silver’s father Gray was forced to shut down the shop. While job searching, Gray managed to land a job as a servant at the “Schnee” family manor.
Silver became Weiss’ childhood friend (Which explains why he’s the only she’s ever nice to at Beacon). Gray has been working on good terms and the pay was sufficient to keep a roof over their heads. Gray wants Silver to bring back the shop to its former glory. However, Silver had another dream… to become a Hunter. Weiss then persuaded her father to provide the funds he needed to go to school. After Gray discovers his son’s wishes, he leaves him in the care
ME: After Earth Chornicles OCC-Rodan QuintusRodan Quintus (Turian Male):ME: After Earth Chornicles OCC-Rodan Quintus3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Place of Birth/DOB/Age: Aephus/12 May 2165/31 (Earth Standard Calendar/Solar Years)
Career: Basic Training (2180), Candidate Officer Training (2181-2183), Aerospace Fighter Program (2184-2186), 3rd Aerospace Wing Menae/ Battle of Palaven, 56th Aerospace Wing/Resolute, Liberation of Palaven, Battle of Earth, Battle of Omega, Liberation of Omar Kerr (2186), Palaven Training Center (2187-2188), Honorable discharge 2189, Chief of Aerospace Operations for TRS 2192.
Combat Class: Turian Soldier
Marital Status: Divorced-Valenna D'arqui
Family/Relatives: Father-Altair Quintus, Brother-Rathos Quintus.
Weapon of Choice: M-4 Shuriken (Armor Piercing Ammo Mod)
Bio: To a Turian there is no question of whether they will serve, but in what capacity. Rodan chose to follow the anti-proton trails of the warships that called the Aephu's shipyards home and joined the Turian space forces. There he honed his skills as a fighter pilot embracing the ne
Codex Dump for a Post-Synthesis Galaxy (vol.1)The Age of Synthesis:Codex Dump for a Post-Synthesis Galaxy (vol.1)3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Post Mass Effect Technology Era and the Formation of Galactic Alliance
Stretching a time from late 2186 to 2250, the Great Migration was commonly recognized as the period of time when the starfleets came to aid Earth against the Reapers return to their homeworld by FTL or other conventional means of commuting. By Quarian help, some larger battle fleets were renovated into starships to cope with a sustainable residency. While most have left the Sol System, some choose to resettle themselves on Earth or closer clusters like Tuchanka to help the locals rebuild their homeworld. This caused a shift in galactic powers for a moment, until the Galactic Alliance was established.
The Galactic Alliance, established in year 2193, is an inter-stellar organization between the former Citadel Council, the Systems Alliance, and the Perseus Consortium. The three major players in the field combined their resources to host aiding programs and agencies
Pesant!EnglandxPrincess!Reader- Diffrent SidesPesant!EnglandxPrincess!Reader- Diffrent Sides2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Diffrent Sides of the Castle
Prolouge- Stowaway at the Spring Ball
"Lady __________?" Your butler, Eduard, called, knocking on the door to your bedroom. You looked from your mirror. "You are about to be introduced at the Spring Ball. Are you ready yet?" he asked. You smiled.
"Almost done, Eduard." You called. "Just a few more minutes." And you turned back to your hair. It was the Spring Ball in the country of (where you live) and it always made you excited. Being the princess, you always helped prepare for this lovely event. You loved the balls celebrated, but you were never a big fan of how you were suppose to dress during them. You prefered more comfortable dresses, not the kind that squeeze your waist into oblivion. The birds chirped outside in the clear, ocean blue sky, as you put the finishing touches on your hair. Of course, this ball was for specially invited guests only, so you expected everyone there to be in
Arbok and Vanilla II (Vore update)Arbok and Vanilla II (Vore)Arbok and Vanilla II (Vore update)3 months ago in Settings More Like This
NOTES: It’s been a whole year since I made something like this. I think it is, but anyway, here’s a sequel for Arbok and Vanilla. For those who randomly come across here, please note that this story contains vore. Negative comments are blocked without warning. Hope you guys enjoy. (Updated scene, I forgot to add something in this story that I wanted to do for a long time. Sorry to notify you guys. It's just a little cute scene while Arbok is squeezing the kitten within her coils. :3)
We begin the story with a close-up shot of a piece of branch. A white paw steps on it and we’re in the forest as we go into a wide angle shot of the trail. We revealed that there is a white kitten with silver hair is exploring the area all alone. Eventually, he comes across a mansion not so far from here. We examine the front entrance of the place but the kitten approaches closer in front of it. He tilts his head to the side with a curious expression int
Aki'Rao vas Kahlina, The Quarian SniperName: Aki'Rao vas KahlinaAki'Rao vas Kahlina, The Quarian Sniper1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 25 Human Years (finished her Pilgrimage four years ago)
Marital Status: Single
Relatives: Kiril'Rao (Twin Brother), Nadya'Rao (Mother), Karris'Vex (Father)
Base of Operations: The Kahlina (under Commander Kal'Reegar)
Place of Birth: The Rayya
Occupation: Sniper for the Migrant Marines
Height: 5'6" Weight: 117 lbs (outside of bio-armor) Eyes: Green Skin: Pale Blue with glowing purple lines.
Armor: Jet Black Bio-suit, Cloth (hood and wrapping) is a dark blue. Mask glass is a crimson color (allows for thermal scanning), lights on the suit are a midnight blue.
Special Additions: Pouch on hip for ex
Rememberance - Rachel's Story Chapter 1.It has been thirteen years since the end of the Reaper War as Commander Shepard and countless other men and women from all species sacrificed their lives so to this day we would all live in peace. The Geth and Quarians worked together to rebuild their Homeworld and their trust with each other. The Krogan under the leadership of Urdnot Wrex were able to create peace between the Turians and the Salarians and have had many children to flourish their many worlds. To this day men and women of all ethnics of species and race band together at a monument of the man that saved the entire Galaxy from impending doom countless of times Commander John Shepard a hero to all and a symbol of the human race.Rememberance - Rachel's Story Chapter 1.3 years ago in Settings More Like This
A young woman maybe in her early twenties wearing an Alliance uniform walked up to the statue. Her dark brown hair tied into a ponytail flowed in the cool spring breeze as she looked to see all the mourners. A female Quarian clad in a dark purple veil was kneeling in front of the statue
The Presidents: Abraham LincolnThe Presidents: Abraham Lincoln2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Introduction and Early Life
Today, Abraham Lincoln is seen as one of the greatest presidents of all time. He is seen as one of the most inspiring and marbles figures in American history. Yet, these were not his intentions. Lincoln was born in a cabin in Kentucky. He mainly spent most of his youth taking products by boat to New Orleans. In 1830, his family moved to Illinois and at that time he entered a career in the military, politics, and law. Lincoln then affiliated himself with the Whig Party and after several failed attempts to enter Congress (one in which he famously debated Democratic incumbent senator Stephen A. Douglas) he joined as a Republican. In 1860, he had become a leading national figure, despite being mainly regulated to state politics, and ran for the Republican nomination.
The Presidential Election of 1860
The union was in chaos. Four major political parties rose up in the election of 1860. After three ballots at their convention in Chicago, the Republican Party nomin
The Guidelines Of WarWritten about the firsthand accounts of Navy SEAL Petty Officer First Class Marcus Luttrell during Operation Redwing in Afghanistan on 28 June 2005, showing the uselessness of the Geneva Conventions when the opposing force do not take after the Conventions themselves. Three of the four Navy SEALs on his team were killed in action due to the vote on letting three goat-herders go, instead of killing them, after they were discovered. The choice was based on the fear of the liberal media labeling them as murderers and resulting in imprisonment of four of our finest service-members; the choice got MOH-recipient Michael P. Murphy and Navy Cross recipients Matthew Axelson and Danny Dietz killed. Luttrell was also awarded the Navy Cross for selflessness in the line of combat.The Guidelines Of War4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Here's what's gotta be said.
I am, by no means, exaggerating the nickname for the nickname ("The Rules' Of War") of the Geneva Conventions, that being the fact that the Geneva Conventions are, simply (withou
idea's of my book part 1idea's of my bookidea's of my book part 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
TITLE: Legends of the Immortals
book type: scifi
in an alternate reality 9 million years ago in the galaxy called Zeveron(known to us as the Andromeda galaxy) lies two great powers, one the Alliance Federation of planets(AFOP) an advanced alien alliance consisting of 20+ races in all that desire the end to all violence and war, and the other called the Changoloms, a reptilian race that feeds off war and death, the 2 powers fought for over 300 years with still no clear winner till one day the entire Changolom race vanished! 7 years have past since the war and the AFOP finally had there wish, but awaiting in the shadows lied an evil organization called Infinity that have there own evil intentions, who are they and will the AFOP be able to stop them, and who is this guy who calls himself the Spectator?
(will add on to the prologue once i have more i can add to it)
SHORT HISTORIES OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS AND SUCH
THE AFOP- main good guys
the foundation of the AFOP
Shroomy and her Melancholy state of AffairsForward from this: http://hebbybobdige.deviantart.com/gallery/#/d5hapii sceneShroomy and her Melancholy state of Affairs2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Okay let's discuss Shroomy and her completely un-endearing un-cheerful and un-attractive state of affairs. Firstly you must realise that Shroomy's life was far more dismal than most. Those at her school find her (in their own words) a 'skanky, ugly, creepy little bug-eyed weirdo'
You see when somebody isn't what you would consider 'normal' people have a tendency to ridicule or be afraid of this person. Shroomy being no exception to this, she would spend her time at school sat alone on a table muttering strange things to her only friend who was named 'Scarlett' and she could be seen only by Shroomy. Whilst the rest of the class formed their own, chattery little groups consisting mainly of people who would consider a scruffy, bug-eyed girl constantly whispering scary things to herself a strange sight indeed, therefore nobody wanted to talk to her.
You may or may not know that somebody who exists in
Kitha Varis, The Asari PirateName: Kitha VarisKitha Varis, The Asari Pirate1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 439 Human Years
Marital Status: Single, no lasting relationships to speak of.
Relatives: No one has any records of her family, obviously has changed her name several times over the decades.
Base of Operations: Mobile throughout the Terminus Systems
Place of Birth: Thessia (left when she was 29)
Occupation: Formerly Freelance Pirate, now Privateer for Aria T'Loak's RUM fleet.
Height: 5'9" Weight: 145 lbs Eyes: Dark green (right eye); glows red (left eye) Skin: Light blue with white facial markings (curved lines on her forehead, angling down)
Scar over left eye (made by a Salarian STG Agent in her youth), Left eye is damaged from the same Salarian, replaced with top-of-the-line
survey - Sam and Spikesurvey - Sam and Spike4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Part One: The Violent/Sadistic/Angry Side
1. Does your character have temper problems?
Sam: uhm... I can get pretty angry sometimes, but I don't think I have temper problems? Right Spike?
Spike: You broke my jaw.
Author: your turn, Spike.
Spike: I tend to get easily pissed off, yeah.
2. Has your character ever beat someone to the pulp?
Sam: *cough* once..
Spike: yeah, I have, a few times..
3. Does your character get angry over stupid situations?
Sam: no, I mostly have a fair reason for getting angry.
Spike: Me? dunno.
4. Have they ever destroyed/killed something out of blind rage?
Sam: no. Or I hit Spike out of blind rage but I didn't de-... oh, righ, I destroyed his jaw...
5. Does he or she often get into fights?
Sam: I got in a fight with Spike's bully once. I couldn't stand seeing someone so dear to me being hurt, so I, well, beat him up..
Spike: I get into fights all the time. Hardly me who starts it, though.
6. Is your character violent to
War Angels The noise was deafening. the siren, it's deep droning sound echoing, alerting the hidden world that someone had escaped. That's the kind of sound that snaps everything into a sharp focus. The kind of sound that gives your legs the extra strength to run.War Angels4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Cane, please," my voice sounded hoarse and broken to my own ears. He stood stiff and unmoving, facing the place we were trying to leave.
"Cane! She's not coming!" he turned to look at me. I saw a small tear in his which slowly began to grow, then slide down his face. Do you understand how terrifying it is to see someone so strong crying? Unless you've seen that, you will never understand how much it can break you.
"What? What do you mean you can't?"
"I can't come, Nike. I
I'm sorry"Hold on Karen!" Mike told his teenage daughter who was barely clinging to life.I'm sorry2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Mike and his wife held onto the lone rope that was meant to pull them to safety. They dangled several stories and hundreds of feet above the ground. Mikes fellow SWAT members were on the roof trying to pull their close friend and his family up. Mike and his family were wearing harnesses attached to the rope to keep them from falling. Mike's wife, Sarah, held her daughter while Mike applied pressure to her wound.
"It's going to be alright," Mike assured them. "I promise, I won't let anything else happen to you!"
"The explosive is hot, we can't defuse it!" One of his teammates reported through his earpiece. "Everyone get out!" One of the floors above him exploded, sending pieces of glass raining down. Mike covered his wife and daughter so any falling glass wouldn't cut them. He grunted as he got cut by the falling glass.
"Mike, you okay?" His Sergeant asked through his earpiece.
"Karen needs immediate medica
Wesker vs Alucardh.XWesker vs Alucard3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Smoke, fire and twisted metal. That would acurately dipict the scenery. Not to mention the bodies. Hundreds littered the floor. But three. Three figures still stood proud. Two belonged to the Hellsing organization and one to Tricell inc. One of these people had long blonde hair and an eyepatch. She was seriously ticked off.
"First the Millennium organization. Now Tricell. You freaks just refuse to die."
Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing was speaking to a man clad in black. The figure of Albert Wesker chuckled lightly. Wind picked up stoking the flames and made his trench coat flap omiously.
"Lady Hellsing. I have defeated my arch nemesis. Do you think your pet can do anything to me?"
Wesker gestired to the third figure. He was wearing a late 1600's victorian style red trench coat. He grinned reveiling a mouth full of dagger sharp teeth. Both men's eyes glowed like coals. Both antisipating the blood shed about to come.
"Alucard! Kill this mad man! ... But be careful. The Millenniu
Erick Mason profileI. Full name: Erick Timothy MasonErick Mason profile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
III. Birth date: 1980
IV. Current age: 80
V. Sex: Male
VI. Race: Caucasion
VII. Skin tone:
VIII. Hair color: Ginger
IX. Hair style: Buzzcut
X. Shape & features of face:
XI. Glasses or contacts: Special Military Tactical Sunglasses
XII. Eye color: Blue
XIII. Distinguishing marks: Small scars over all of his body, one large scar going horizontally across his stomach. Several tattoos across his arms.
XIV. Disabilities: Occasionally his right hand will break out into shaking fits.
XV. Build or body type: Very Muscular but not overly so, very tall
XVII. Speech pattern: Tends to stay somewhat quiet. Usually talks in a low, gravely voice unless he is around his love interest, where he talks in a less gravely tone.
XVIII. Weakness: Occasionally gets overwhelmed by PTSD.
XIX. Occupation: United Nations Special Forces, Delta Force
XX. Sexuality: Heterosexual
XXI. Love life: Cares deeply about his love interest but tries not to show
Arana Lon RovensArana Lon Rovens3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Arana Lon Rovens
Nickname: Empress-sama, Spider
Best Subject: Music
Title: The 19th Empress of I.A.
Personality: Arana is a regal and professional person only showing her true selt to those she deeply trusts. She's very beautiful and other envy her intellegence and talent. Very wise and responsible she works more in her office instead of socializing. She's very lonely and hates being patronized by her brother. She only goes to the classes she cares for and finds the others troublesome, she hates to be the center of attention and has anger issues when someone tries to insult her.
Appearance: Arana has long hair reaching her knees that in only that long in front while being short and layered over her neck. Her hair is the color of scarlet rose petals with black tips. Her bangs cover the middle between her rare colored silver eyes. Her body is perfectly figured and she's very beautiful.
Clothes: (outside class) Wears scarlet or red
Story Worthy Dreams I HadReal dreams I had, I ran out to my computer right when I woke up and jotted down my visions before they faded. Reading through them just now, I felt they were worth sharing...especially dream two!Story Worthy Dreams I Had3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Our home In the Trees
World of green trees as far as the eye can see, bounding through the trees heading home, picking up others along the way, all younger than 20 older than 10, living/staying in small huts and natural homes. It is now snow, going through a narrow pass in the trees, we hear horses, arm goes up to block the others from passing, others take on leader's worry as they realize the horses bear unnatural sounds. People on horseback, adults, a woman and a man, fancy garb, heading to our home, more coming from a bridge to the side, one member lashes out at the horses on the bridge, spooks them, sends them running, leader approaches remaining two. You cannot come here go back, I am --- of the trees you must got back, ----of winter protects this place wi