Through the Eyes of Hawk - 1Through the Eyes of Hawk - 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Delta Squad remained in the weapons training room even after the others had left, uncomfortable with waiting while there was a mystery waiting to be solved on "Planet StarChild". It was named "StarChild" after it appearing out of no where two months ago. No known inhabitants, parents, environment all seemed native to those who saw it. Out of curiosity (and precaution), the Delta squad was to be sent as an investigation team to gain information on this "unknown rock"... But for now, the team was to wait as instructed by Gabe (a male scientist who assisted in the making of the clones) while he brought out "Their new team member".
Sev (RC-1207) used this wasted time of waiting to his advantage by attacking holographic droids. Scorch (RC-1162) and Fixer (RC-1140) sat on near by crates while the Delta Squad team leader, Boss or 38(RC-1138) paced anxiously.
Ahren's GiftDear Ahren,Ahren's Gift7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Happy Holidays, my angsty friend!
I know, I know. Holidays? you are wondering. What are those? Happy? pfft. No such thing. Not any more. Well, the annual winter days of celebration are upon us, whether you recognize them or not. And happiness can come in any size or shape.
Take, for example, the box sitting before you now. Wrapped in silver foil. (More resistant to heat.) Held closed by a thin silk ribbon, shiny black. (A color we have in common, hmm?) I tied it myself. Yes, my fingers are working again; thanks for asking. A couple of years of therapy and all of my limbs now move as I wish them to. Zach may have won that battle, but I won the war. See. It does happen. If we want it to. But, man, we have to REALLY want it. We have to decide to want it. Thats just a little free advice from one whos been there to one who thinks too much and acts too little. Take it or leave it, Ahren. No charge.
But back to my real gift. S
GravemindIt is a curse I must abide,Gravemind8 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Millions of voices screaming inside.
Voices once owned by a father or a son;
Now they all are mine.
Epilogue AshleyMass EffectEpilogue Ashley4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
ME3: Epilogue Ashley
Five years later Shepard and Ashley walked through the Afterlife bar on Omega, the music was loud and Shepard could see in Ashley's face that she didn't like the music, "I don't know why the council could just us what our mission is," Ashley said, "I mean why do we have to come to this place and talk to that Asari."
"Aria isn't too bad," Shepard said, "you just have to know how not to get on her bad side."
"Still why do we have to report to her," Ashley insisted.
"Aria hold power over the Asari councillor," Shepard said, "during the Reaper invasion she asked the Asari councillor to take care of the fact that she never officially registered coming to the Citadel. The councillor did it like as if she was Aria's slave."
"So you mean that the Asari councillor is corrupt?" Ashley said shocked.
"Maybe," Shepard said, "but it does show how much pull Aria has even on the Citadel."
They approached the area that Aria was in, just before they turn
AlrightBroken...Alright4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That's her, alright.
Intro to PropmakingIntro to Propmaking4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
FX School of Hard Knocks: Intro to the world of Propmaking.
OK a lot of nice people have written to me saying they want to learn how to do what I do and was wondering if I can share some secrets over NOTEs.
I don't want to seem like I'm blowing off you guys who are noobs to the Prop making but there are a few things you need to know before you waste money and time to find out this is not what you had in mind. So this is me giving you a basic picture of what it is like - in words.
First thing you guys need to know is "Prop Making" deals with making REAL LIFE PHYSICAL PROPS THAT ARE MADE WITH CHEMICALS AND A LOT OF MONEY COSTING MATERIALS THAT COULD BE HAZARDOUS TO YOUR HEALTH. We make Real Things that can be seen and touched. We are not making drawings or concept art or some imaginary thing. So anything that is physical will need a lot of production time, creative skill, mental energy and a Whole Lotta materials!
Materials cost money:
- If you want to get into prop making, yo
College GraffitiStudying equals successCollege Graffiti4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But no freedom.
Mass Effect 3: Redux 1Chapter 1: FarewellMass Effect 3: Redux 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Commander John Shepard was lying on the couch in what he would call his new apartment, but after the events in the Bahak system, it was nothing more than a lavish prison to him. His home was just an ear shot's away from the Alliance headquarters on Earth, located in hustling and bustling Vancouver, of the United North American States. Lots of tall buildings and lovely patios for those who either had great Alliance connections, or really knew how to get the best in life. Shepard was not one of those people. Although, judging by his current living status, you would not think that. A large condo with snow white walls and floor, lamps giving off a calm blue light, bed and couch made out of special memory foam, working kitchen filled with food of the highest caliber, and furniture that would put the designs of the now extinct Ikea to shame. But all of that meant absolutely nothing to Shepard. After all, all the riches in the world couldn't make up for the l
That One Time at the ClubThat One Time at the ClubThat One Time at the Club4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(a short about when Shepard first knew he loved Tali)
"This bachelor party can now start because I am now here!" Joker called out as he hobbled into the Mess. It was the night before Shepard's wedding day. The moment Joker found out it was over. Joker had argued bitterly with the females to let the bachelor party be on the Normandy. He had finally won when he pulled his trump card. He was a cripple that couldn't travel outside the Normandy. A dirty trick but Joker got what he wanted.
Colin watched Joker go straight to the dancers that Zaeed hired. Most of the crew was drunk. Colin didn't drink a drop for several reasons. First being he knew that if he was drunk one of the dancers would try to get him to bed. He had already been approached by all but two of the dancers. The second reason was that he had stopped drinking when one of his crew drank himself to death after Eden Prime.
"This is supposed to be a happy time for you Commander. Why aren't you
HellsingPxS30kisses-Strings"Hmm." Alucard frowned as he poked his head in the kitchen, expecting to find his fledgling sitting at the counter with a cup of tea and reading a book, as was her evening custom. Like the earlier rooms he had searched, there was no sign of Seras Victoria. Walter had told him prior that he had seen neither hide nor hair of her since last night.HellsingPxS30kisses-Strings5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was vaguely aware of the somewhat spat between her and the captain, but highly doubted that this was the cause of it, despite his distrust of the soldiers rearing its head. Circadian rhythms also changed when vampirism occurred and it usually took a month or two for the body to sort itself out, not unlike puberty. Nevertheless, Seras Victoria rose promptly at eight o'clock since the week after she was turned. Her room seemed the natural place to search; he had spoken with Integra at twilight and not bothered to return to the basement because he needed only a few hours to function properly.
As he closed the portrait behin
if you just smile.Smile, though your heart is achingif you just smile.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Smile, even though it's breaking
I turned the volume down. I was in no mood for depressing songs trying to tell me to smile. I'm sick of smiling. I'm tired of grinning at everyone like an idiot, pretending that everything is okay. It's not.
Smiling doesn't help. Sure it masks the pain, so that no one else can see it, but it doesn't cover it up for me. I can still feel it.
I can hear my heartbeat speeding. I can feel my hands curl into fists, hot and sweaty. My head spins and my vision blurs. All of this isn't the good kind either. This is agony.
Everything goes wrong and as it does it chips away another piece of my heart. My stomach twists and turns in agony when people look at me as if I'm a failure. They're the failures for not seeing what this is doing to me.
It's killing me. Killing me slowly but surely. It's driving me insane. With each spasm I am driven further into the ground.
I can almost see The Reaper waiting for me. He's check
Nex-Kel Diary Entry 1Nex-Kel Diary Entry 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I guess I got ready for bed a little early tonight, oh well, more time to reflect right?
Today was such an amazing day! That is, as far as work goes anyway. We were finally able to get the cooling system on the prototype FA-23 plasma rifle working just like we wanted it to. Gee, it's hard to think about how long we've been tinkering on just the cooling system alone! I still remember that close call in the lab a while back when Ms. Owen almost burned herself when the thing overheated! I'm glad no one got hurt, plasma burns can be pretty nasty..
It's been about 5 q-intervals I think since Ms. Owen started "showing." Her belly has gotten so big, it actually amazes me a little.. I've never seen anyone pregnant before, not even another Vortian! I actually asked her one time if it hurt or anything, she said it didn't but that she does feel sick some of the time.. that I've already seen first hand.. But I do think she looks awfully cute with that big ol' belly of
DancingI can't dance, Dreamgirl. Did you know that?Dancing4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I think Novembers will always hurt the most, unless maybe I meet you on the seventh or the fifth or your birthday falls around that time. That might be okay, I think. But I will always think differently in November.
Explain this, please:
It is December and cold and bright and perfect. It smells like woodsmoke and snow in the clouds and when she steps outside, she takes a deep, deep breath. But the air is too cold for her scarred insides and she starts to cough uncontrollably. Why doesn't she remember that cold air makes her lungs tight?
Maybe she pretends not to remember. Or maybe she is preoccupied because she is thinking of last month and how she can't breathe. But it was warm in November. Warmer than last year. The scars were quieter, but that could have been because of you, actually.
She draws a second, careful breath and cinches her coat more tightly around her. She glares sullenly at the cheery winter sky and it glows back, making h
Blood Ties Chapter 3Blood Ties Chapter 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Atop the crest of a gentle hill he stood, sword plunged deep into the earth. He couldn’t help but admire the slowly descending sun, which so precisely rose up each day with promise of warmth and light. It was a sure thing that one could depend on to be true and to happen consistently. For if the sun were to simply cease to rise, life would then simply cease to exist. He shut his eyes for a bit longer than a standard blink, thoughts encasing his mind in much the same way ordinary rock may conceal a diamond. He ripped up his blade and slung it across his back, making way to depart and set forth on yet another path on the perilous journey he knew lay ahead, beckoning him onward. His struggle for a place in this world left him with no time for long goodbyes. Behind him, the small lights of Underveil disappeared into the night. He walked diligently and silently, accompanied by only the fading light of the sun and the emptiness he carried with him. The sound of waves gently lapping the
Naga, Wraith, Vampire in a BarNaga, Wraith, Vampire in a Bar8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A Naga, A Wraith, and a Vampire Walk into a Bar
"Okay, okay, this is a good one - hey, are you listening? Hey, listen!"
"If we listen," the normally silent Vampire Lord murmured, shuffling the five cards in his hand with surprising dexterity, "Will you shut up?"
"Hey," Tyrel frowned, his bottom lip almost pouting, "That's not very nice." He paused, considering, "And its not like I'm even really that noisy or anything."
"Aren't you supposed to be part snake?" Zephier's voice echoed in their minds, dry and raspy, skin blue-grey and highly translucent. He was arranging his hand as well, though with the use of his mind as his body was not solid enough to physically move things; the cards floated before his body, his hands relaxed on the table, "You are noisy. I would think a Naga to be a silent, deadly predator, not some babbling loud mouth."
"That's not very nice either."
"Nor would I expect one of your nature to care about niceties anyway," Quain respon
Blood Ties Chapter 2.5Blood Ties Chapter 2.52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“This is who you really are.”
A grittier, angrier version of Solus’ own voice echoed in the darkness. However, Solus was aware that he was asleep. He knew what he was hearing and seeing wasn’t real. He just couldn’t seem to wake up.
“This is just a dream,” He kept repeating to himself, ignoring the images that flashed around him. One depicted Solus at a young age, before the tragedy that killed his family. The next instant, an image of a young Solus on his knees appeared, tears streaming down his face as he looked on at the blaze that engulfed his home.
The disembodied voice suddenly grew angry and spat out the words as though they left a bad taste in its mouth, “Why weren’t you at home when the fire started, Solus?”
“This is just a dream,” He repeated to himself, more desperately and gritting his teeth. The voice had no particular source still, as far as he could tell. Solus looked around. The images had changed.
Love God Yet Hate His Followers?(1/13/2013)Love God Yet Hate His Followers?3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I've been seeing this statement going around from non-Christians as well as people who claim to be Christian. And it's especially troubling coming from people who claim to be Christian. So here I've decided to write about it.
Is it really possible to "love God yet hate His followers" (or other people for that matter)? Can you be a Christian and hate other people, including other Christians?
The short answer is NO.
And no, this is not an opinion. Any person who claims to be Christian ought to know what the two greatest commandments are:
One of the teachers of the law came and heard them debating. Noticing that Jesus had given them a good answer, he asked him, "Of all the commandments, which is the most important?"
"The most important one," answered Jesus, "is this: 'Hear, O Israel, the Lord our God, the Lord is one. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul
Luz de Luna - MoonlightLa Luna llena brillaba iluminando la noche fría y húmeda. Dos personas acostadas en la hierba mojada de un jardín viejo se susurraban palabras de amor al oído. Abrazadas bajo la luz de la Luna las amantes ignoraban al resto del mundo, solo había espacio para su eterno amor.Luz de Luna - Moonlight4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sus cuerpos, abrazados, se fundían formando uno solo. Sus almas se entrelazaban jugando sobre ellas. La Luna las observaba emocionada, pues sabía que aquella ternura solamente era capaz de verla ella.
Las chicas sonreían hipnotizadas por la magia del amor y la belleza de aquella lejana amiga que las espiaba desde el cielo. El viento frío y fuerte agitaba las ramas de los árboles y hacía caer sus hojas marchitas, creando una lluvia de tonos castaños que hacía la escena todavía más bella.
Sus ojos se miraban fijamente, con amor, con ternura, con aquella pasión tan intensa que solo las personas que se aman de verdad pueden sentir. Sus coraz
I BelieveI believe in laughter in the middle of the night. I believe in true love, and the security it can bring. There's something to be said about being with that special someone and knowing it's real and perfect. Being with someone who is your perfect compliment...that is truly something. I guess you can say that I believe in love, and that when you have love, drive, and ambition...you can achieve anything.I Believe4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The Darkness I Dare Not NameThe Darkness I Dare Not NameThe Darkness I Dare Not Name5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She chants around the fire,
Casting protection upon others like her,
Seeking sanctuary from the thieves and liars,
Manipulating the surroundings,
Forcing the shadows away,
What world have we stumbled upon,
Darkness has its strong hold upon this place,
A grip so strong, it must be reclaimed,
What evil lurks here, I cannot say,
I dare not label this energy,
For giving it a name, gives it more control,
Say your prayers here my friends,
Once we take the path, prayers cannot be heard,
Looking into the shadows,
I see shapes and figures,
Their images obscured,
I feel their eyes upon me,
They stare at us like a piece of meat,
I want to scream aloud and call to a priest,
But I show no fear, I show no pity,
Although I walk in the world of shadows,
I walk with no fear, I will not feel sorry,
These are the souls that grasped onto the darkness,
They feed on it, as an infant suckling greedily on a breast,
They try to meet my gaze,
My eyes won't stay in one place,