Come Back To Me 1Come Back To Me 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I opened the refrigerator in my home. The burst of cool air was refreshing in the summer heat. I quickly grabbed a bottle of water and a slice of cold pizza. I stood there and ate the pizza slice with the refrigerator door still open, letting the air hit my tanned legs. As I got down to the crust I grabbed another slice and closed the door. I walked over to the garbage can and threw away the crust then made my way to the small table in my kitchen.
"Hello, Haxorous," I sighed at the large green pokemon bending to walk through the back door. I smiled when I thought of all the training Black and I did to take my mind off N. In the process my little Fraxure had evolved. A week after I'd beaten Alder. I didn't have many challengers being Champion and Alder was happy not to be bothered anymore. I remembered what he had just said after I'd beaten him in battle.
"Well it's about time someone beat me," he had laughed, returning his B
Reader x Loki - Chapter FourReader x Loki - Chapter Four3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A month has passed since you agreed to work for Tony, and it has been one eventful month. Whether it was stopping him from chasing skirts or getting him out of a bar, Tony had been a handful. It was almost like babysitting a spoiled child, only much older, and much more spoiled. But at least the work distracted you from the man that still haunted your dreams. It has been a good year or so since you saw him, and it has been only a few hours since he has invaded your dreams. Why was he so unforgettable? You thought, leaving against the wall in the hall you were told to wait for Tony in, deep in thought for once again that man has appeared within your subconscious, the only difference was that that dream had felt so real and looked so vivid it was painful. Even just thinking back to it sent a throb to your brain, and the thought of him made your chest feel heavy as if something was smothering your heart.
"Ah, [name], there you are," You jumped at the sound of Tony speaking right beside yo
SnugglingSnuggling3 years ago in Settings More Like This
She turned on her side and readjusted her pillows for what was probably the hundredth that night. As weary as she was, sleep should have been an easy task. Unfortunately her mind did not want to cooperate with what her body was demanding. Her mind wanted to think about Earth and all the horrors taking place there, about Kaiden and the angry bruises on his face, about Palaven and about Garrus. She hoped her turian friend was alive and well. Shepard uttered a dejected sigh and pulled herself off the mattress. She arched her back, stretching the sore muscles on her lithe frame that protested against the notion of having to do more work. Perhaps a stroll around the Normandy would ease her mind. Shepard stepped into her slippers and made for the elevator.
The CIC had been eerily quit even if the hour was late. The silence a reminder of when the Collector's had abducted her crew. Shepard chased away the memories of the Collector base. She did not need another horrible thing to dwell on. The
England x Reader: Be GentleEngland x Reader: Be Gentle3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
England X Reader: Be gentle
"Y-you ready love?" England asked nervously it was his first time after all.
"Does it hurt?"
"Ahn~ a little, b-be gentle okay?" you moaned as you clutched the sheets tighter.
"Oh~ Iggy t-there Ohhhh~ yeah mmm."
"Oh, may I try another angle love?" He asked.
"Yeah, s-sure. Whatever." It was this time again when you had the feeling you just had to do it. Again. Your job was pretty stressful enough to make you beg for one.
"Ahh Iggy harder nnng that's the spot, yes ohh~ yes." You said as you buried your face in the fluffy pillow. England was sweating like a pig with his shaggy hair all soggy because of his sweat, and you well you looked like a hot mess after a hard day's work.
"Yes? Ah! T-there don't stop! K-Keep going!"
"B-but the stove, I forgot to turn it off love!" He exclaimed, putting a halt to your current *cough* activity.
"Talk about offering another massage while yo
Geargrind City: Donni Blackrum, part 1 of 3Steampunk SeriesGeargrind City: Donni Blackrum, part 1 of 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Inside the crystalline and ironclad steampunk megalopolis called Geargrind City, Donni Blackrum leaned on his employer's workbench and sipped strong coffee from an old oil can and looked out the window. Outside shadows walked towards the marketplace. The purple sky grew darker and shadows longer. Donni reeled in his wandering mind and focused his eyes inside on the many shelves which held cogs and gears.
"Orb cog, 5 centimeters " He said. His coat didn't keep the cold out even with extra layers of black grease caked on it.
"Iron cast " He said with his voice trailing off. He slipped his hand into an iron bin and pulled out a heavy cog.
"Don! Hey Don!" A voice shouted from downstairs.
"What!" He shouted back. He heard his boss walk upstairs into the construction area.
Nat entered the workshop and looked at Donni, then down at the machine next to him. He walked over and kicked it and a red sheet of metal fell off.
"This is just great." Nat said
what are we fighting for?what are we fighting for?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
- Victory, report the situation!
Before Javik appeared translucent holographic image of the VI. Prothean sat down at one of the metal debris once a beautiful building, now turned into ruins.
- A quarter of civil destroyed. - Victory said of a dispassionate voice , wringing his incorporeal hands behind his back . - Stasis capsules are ready, Commander Javik.
Prothean sighed, his head thrown back. Evacuate? Where? It's pointless! Reapers will destroy everyone, regardless of whether you're military or not. A stasis capsules? Why, they do not save everyone.
Their people are killed, and the cycle ends. Prothean time is over and nothing can change it. Reapers have come earlier, perhaps millions of times, and won. Will come and fifty thousand years through, and a hundred ...
- Victory - hopelessly Javik said, gritting his sharp teeth. Each time, turning his head, he saw only the red laser light of the reaper and death of his friends. He got used to it since birth. - What are we fig
Galkgrokst FirearmsGalkgrokst FirearmsGalkgrokst Firearms2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The first galkgrokst firearms were developed a little over 900 years ago by the engineer-philosopher Krashee Palkst Dzal. His patron, the Empress of the Unalloyed Will, commissioned him to create a more powerful version of the hurled bombs in use at the time. In his typical fashion, Krashee Palkst Dzal instead delivered an entirely new weapon system. He adapted existing grenades into conical projectiles filled with explosives. The projectiles were fired from rifled tubes, propelled by pre-measured explosive charges. These early weapons, though large and primitive by today's standards, led to tremendous changes in the nature of warfare.
At their core, the basic design of firearms has changed little since Krashee Palkst Dzal's day. Most galkgrokst weapons consist of a long, rifled barrel, with a magazine and firing mechanism located at the rear and a trigger mechanism located near the front. This forward placement allows the narrower end of a user's tentacle to depres
Botgirl - 1"I cannot believe that you have just "lost" our top secret project. What have you been thinking and do you know what danger it forms to this city, the country and probably even the whole world? Honestly, do you?Botgirl - 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I'm sorry, so very sorry!"
"Sorry isn't anything that we can reverse your stupid action with! Our project is lost! For breaking rule 45, losing top secret equipment, I can't see any other disciplinary punishment than storage in our cryogenic facility where our scientists will be ordered to use your body for testing and observations. This is the only possible punishment that can be given. Honestly, if it weren't against the company's rules, I'd have killed you right here, right now. Now please friends, get him out of my sight.
"No, wait, wait, pleaaaaaase!"
Meanwhile, June found herself on her way back having visited her best friend. She fell off her bike by the powerful storm that was raging over her residence. She landed with her left shoulder on a rather large briefcase. Bei
Lies I HearLies!Lies I Hear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lies I hear!
They not only challenge my word,
but as well my trust!
They claim to be my comrades,
but how can they,
when I feel their hatred and glares,
piercing me in the back!
Lies I hear!
I am not swayed,
with your sickening sweet words,
or your petty gifts,
I hear that hidden tone in your words,
I see your smirk as I reach for your gifts,
do not treat me as a fool,
for I am not!
Lies I hear!
as it shall seem,
but never again!
For I have a lie of my own.
Ursa Major-class heavy commercial haulerName: Ursa Major-class heavy commercial haulerUrsa Major-class heavy commercial hauler1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Manufacturer: Centauri Heavy Industries, Centauri Orbital Commerical Yards , Alpha Centauri V orbit (primary yard)
Type: Interstellar heavy commericial hauler
Control System: Bridge w/screen control stations
Length: 820 meters
Width: 340 meters
Main Drive: 1 x 2.8 GW
Secondary Powerplant: 1 x 10,000 KW
Main Thrusters: 4 x Heavy Thermonuclear Fusion Engines
Acceleration: 15 kps (kilometers per second)/1.0 light year per minute (faster-than-light capability)
Onboard Sensors: Anti-collision/spatial radar, hyperspatial distortion detector, infrared/ultraviolet, lidar, low-light, magnetometer, microwaves, motion detectors, radcounter, telescope
Fixed Armament: None
Additional Armament/Compliment: 156 crew (12 flight crew, 96 maintenance crew, 48 loading/cargo crew), 4 shuttles, 16 tugs
Defensive Systems: Screen deflectors
Equipment: Artificial gravity system, escape pod system, interstellar communication system, sa
Honor Your FallenOne for the man who answered the call.Honor Your Fallen3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One for the brother taken too soon.
One for the man who gave his all.
One for hearts made heavy and sad.
One for families torn apart
One for a boy now without his dad.
One for the endless tears,
One for the new struggles.
One for so many lost years.
One for the mother's only son,
One for the memories;
One more, one more until this war is won.
One for the brother coming home under his Nation's flag,
One for the ultimate sacrifice,
One for the man in the body bag.
One for the love of the fight,
One for family born not of blood.
One for that final flight.
One for the free.
One for you
Until it's just me.
A final salute for those who no longer hurt,
For the boys who paid the ultimate price;
Twenty one guns for my family in the dirt.
'South' Ch7 A.J - On the Dance Floor'South' Ch7 A.J - On the Dance Floor3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
INT. TORONTO HAUNTED MANSION MAIN HALL
Minami and A.J stand in a crowed room after just being
handed the prize money. A.J holds a regular sized brown
envelope, looking intently at her room mate. Minami stands
cross-armed next to A.J, balancing on her left leg, a slight
frown on her face.
Mina, Ah ain't gonna let you give
me the entire thing! Ya worked on
it just as much as Ah have, so yer
gonna get yer half!
A.J shoves the envelope containing the prize money into
Minami's arms. Minami grabs A.J's hand and forces the
envelope in her hands.
Don't want it. Don't need it. Won't
take no for an answer cause it's
all yours now.
Dellin Hermoor KnufDellin Hermoor Knuf4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Name: Dellin Hermoor Knuf
Allegiance: Whoever pays the most.
Occupation: Mercenary for Hire/Bounty Hunter
Primary Scale Color: Dark Blue
Secondary Color: Dark Red
Eyes: Blue (Glow slightly due to the synthetics)
Has Synthetic eyes, arms and respiratory system
Name: Sera Sedah Knuf
Born on Kahje
-Died at the age 40 do to Kepral's Syndrome
Name: Vesta Otulp Knuf
Born on Kahje
-Served the Hanar
-Died at the age of 50
That winter the child was born.
It was a boy. They named him Dellin Hermoor Knuf. As he grew, his parents taught him all they knew. He became a well-rounded fighter, well enough to surpass his parents. He was a calm, collected child, who spent his days on the Net studying the outside world. After Sera's death Vesta became politically active and began searching for a c
Lyra Borealis the Asari OperativeLyra Borealis the Asari Operative2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
File Number 3445598-30LTB
Real Name: Lyra T'Rial Borealis
Marital Status: Married
Relatives: Unknown (Encrypted)
Base of Operations: Mobile, Her own personal Spectre craft (The Anubis).
Place of Birth: Thessia
Occupation: Council Spectre
Height: 5'9" Weight: 195 lbs. Eyes: Bright green Skin: Light Blue Markings: Tattoo that covers back and small red markings on her cheeks and brow.
Outfit: Tetra-weave mesh undershirt/tanktop (dark red), Black jacket with silver linings (capable of stopping small-caliber rounds), tight black tetra-weave pants. Monomolecular-bladed knife in boot.
Pre-Reaper War: M-37 Falcon
Japan X Reader .:You and Only You:.Japan X Reader .:You and Only You:.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You have always been good a shielding your feelings. You were a stubborn girl ever since you were born and nothing has changed since then. When you started school at age five, you were stricken with anguish over being torn from your parents. Granted you got to go home everyday, you still sat by yourself and didn't talk to anyone. That was when you met Kiku Honda.
Kiku was shy himself, but was completely caring. He was a little on the short side, dark-haired with deep brown eyes that evoked a lot of soul. He convinced you to come out of your shell despite your stubborn tendencies. There wasn't anyway you could say no to him. You believed he knew that and took advantage of you when he could.
You were now a senior in high school, ready to graduate any day. Kiku and yourself had friends now for over twelve years, a time which seemed like an eternity. Over these long years, you and Kiku had faced many troubled times. You lost your house and he offered you a place to stay. His par
The meeting and discoveryThe meeting and discovery3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Jana jump and hold her mistress hand
"Wait mistress !"
both ladies looked Jana
Joana tried to shake her hand
"Jana what is wrong with you, she is pointing a gun at us"
Jana pointed at the mystery woman
"Mistress , My scans indicate there is over 90% Dna match with her"
Joana and the mystery Woman both shouted
Then Joana looked at the woman
"Wait are Joanne ?"
the mystery woman looked at her , still pointing her gun at her
"yeah , why you ask? "
Joana lowered her gun
"Yeah , this may sound crazy but i'm a future descendant of your , urm , wait a second"
she tried hard to remember
Joanne looked at Jana who smiled back at her
"Oh yeah yeah , there is a company that is using one of your patents , but isn't paying you , because you are using it as a shell for funnelling money , and you have a safehouse in..."
Joanne stopped her mid sentence lowering her gun and putting it back in its strap
"OKay okay okay Stop stop, yeesh , clearly you know me very good, what are you doing
Haters are Gonna HateHaters are Gonna Hate2 years ago in Letters More Like This
Haters are gonna hate
Some people in their lives will have haters stalk them ,send them hate mail,
make their friends stab them in their backs, and make others hate them with their lies, pretty much try to hurt them in any possible way that they can...
If this sounds like you, well then listen up your not alone,
around the world there are people like us that seem to get hate all the time and
enemies,,, , why do you get them and what can you do?
Well first of all we get haters for these reasons
1) We have a talent
2) you're a people person
3) others like you
4) Your life is successful
5) you feel good about yourself
And last but not least
6) You have something they want
That is pretty much the summary of why we get haters….
Most of the time, it is best to ignore, after all there will always be people who will envy you.
Unfortunately, when you get a pro hater, in other words a hater that really hates your guts and has the evil skills of making you miserable, that
Botgirl - 3June knew that she contained a great power within her, and that only she could make the power either good or evil. June - although adventurous and risking -, not really into the darker sides of life, chose to use it for deeds deemed "good" by society. Every day, she went to her nine to five job, and was strolling within the city at evenings. Nothing happened, like nothing would in her dull town. All was very peaceful and she didn't have to use Botgirl for anything.Botgirl - 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Four months later, disaster finally struck. June was having lunch with a coworker when she heard people scream. She ran towards the chaos and jumped into a quiet building to activate herself into Botgirl, then running out towards the car the thieves wanted to escape in. Having superhuman strength due to the support her new robotic body gave, she managed to stop the car and had the police grab the criminals. As fast as she arrived, she left. She didn't need publicity. She ran towards a silent place about a mile away and deact
Mass Effect Roleplay APPMass Effect Roleplay APP4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name/Denomination/Nicknames: Luxia'Na-eeme Vas Shabbo , or Lux for short.
Birth Date: June 15
Religion/Spiritual Beliefs:none. Though she mentions Keelah at times, that's for the sake of her people. As an tech expert, she tries to focuss on the logical side of things.
Occupation: Freelance Engineer, Explorer
Military Rank: none
Hair/Fringe/Helmet Color: Black hair and a blue helmet
Eye Color: Black eyes with a white iris
Skin color: a slight tint of blue
Physical Description OR Picture:
Sparkly, silvery, black hair that can vary. Quarians with short or no hair keep it how it is while others with longer hair like Luxia tie it up or have it cut.
I think their skin is pale and smooth, and feels like the side of a Dolphin. Though their skin it primarily white, it is tinted a certain color depending on their genes. Whatever the tint is, in Luxia's case it's blue, that's what they base the color of their robes on.
This helps the
To Build A HumanTo Build A Human4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I wonder if I died last night.
I once wondered if I had died the night before. And that's not even the strangest thought I had that fateful day. But perhaps I should start from the beginning
I had been thinking about the troubling philosophical issue regarding the hypothetical teleportation device that uses quantum entanglement to instantaneously transfer data, then uses that data to exactly replicate the individual in the new place and simultaneously destroy the original. The new copy is like a twin with all the same memories of the original, right up to the event of the teleportation, creating a perfect illusion of transportation to everyone, including the replicant, who would have first person memory of the lifetime of the original and therefore believe himself to be the original. The only party for whom this fax machine from hell fails is the original, who is stifled by nonexistence.
So how can one be certain of this tragic flaw without experiencing it fi
DRRR: Obsession Ch.4DRRR: Obsession Ch.43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WARNING!!!: Sexual Theme (above mild, but not too much)/ Language: because of Shizuo's foul mouth. xD
It's starting to become a routine for me. In the mornings, I meet up with Tom. In the Afternoon, chase Izaya down. At night, I talk to him as if he was another person. Then again it was morning, afternoon, and night. Izaya, Izaya, Izaya! No matter what I do, I at least once stumble upon face to face with that guy. I don't know if it's me who's doing this on purpose just to see him or it's the other way around. And every time I do, a stir of emotion beat inside my chest. I'm so mix with anger, frustration, expectation, and confusion that my head is starting to throb.
I despise him, and yet I want to see him. I want to kick his ass, and make him call out my name. I want him to be terrified of me whenever I'm around. I want to hurt him. I want to shove him against the wall. I want to kiss him. I want h