Becket's Final HourBecket's Final HourBecket's Final Hour8 years ago in Historical More Like This
They rode their four horses angrily in the night. Stormclouds were brewing and rain began to fall. Their destination was the episcopal palace where Thomas Becket, archbishop of Canterbury resided. They had their plan; it was simple search and destroy. But what drove them towards accomplishing this goal?
Perhaps it was the final words spoken to them by Henry II King of England. A simple sentence spoken to them by the flicker of candles in the darkened castle. "Will no one rid me of this meddlesome priest?" Henry said as he dropped to the ground clutching his chest surrounded by his four Knights Reginald Fitzurse, William de Tracy, Richard le Bret, and Huge de Morville.
Remembering these words, Reginald the leader of the pack, and the rest of the knights rode more fiercely than before in the cold wet England night.
The archbishop of Canterbury, Thomas Becket sat quietly in his chambers with a couple of friends, not knowing the dangers coming closer toward him. Becket
ASKtheARTIST InterviewASKtheARTIST Interview1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
ASKtheARTIST Interview with algenpfleger
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *algenpfleger, a very talented illustrator and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, algenpfleger.
*quietly sits down and sips on a mysterious beverage
WAIT ARE WE DOING THIS OR WHAT
*Vellez asks "What is your creative process? Do you just research and then begin drawing when you get an assignment, or do you mull it over a bit?"
Hmm it usually starts with me getting the assignment since I spend my freetime drawing other things mostly (these days at least). As soon as I know what the client wants, I leave it alone for a couple of days and wait for ideas to sprout in my head. The rest is just craftsmanship, you know, drawing the stuff and everything. The real work is done as soon as I put down the thumbnail sketch.
~smarff asks "How saturated do you think the illustra
Taur virus: part 1Taur Virus 1Taur virus: part 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The whole planet trembled the moment it happened, eight years ago. I was just nine when it happened but it was enough to deeply scare me. A meteor struck Africa and there was nothing modern science could do about it, people though it was the end of the line for earth. Yet at the moment of impact only a crater and mild quakes were the end results. For a second the earth sighed as the so called "doomsday" turned out to be a pebble the size of a truck crashing in the middle of the western shorelines of Africa.
The world was relived and soon after things returned back to normal well sort of. There was a huge ongoing investigation of the crater as well of the meteor's remains, but there was no way it would affect us Or so we thought.
It made itself present months later around the continent an odd disease started appearing. It wasn't life-threatening so far, merely some fever, raspy voice, stomachache among other symptoms. The CDC confirmed there was a link bet
What Humans Call LoveI rolled around the cot I lay on, the stiff mattress springs threatening to impale my back. I hadn't had a good night's sleep since the doctors of Valerian's consort had removed the malignant tumors that had grown while Zamara had been present in my mind. Giving up on sleep, I sat up and opened my eyes, greeted by a flawlessly crafted walls hewn of soft, dark stone. Looking around, found a smooth, purple-skinned protoss towering over me. the pale sapphire eyes shone like gemfire in the dim light of the sick bay. I was unfamiliar with the face, but the feminine presence was all too recognizable. "Z-Zamara? Is that really you?" I choked on my words. Clearing my throat, I said, "I thought you were still in that Khaydarin crystal the dark templar downloaded you into. You have a body. H-how can this be? What about Ulrezaj?" As astonished as I was, it felt wonderful to have her presence near me. "I-How long have I been out?"What Humans Call Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Almost two years, Jacob Ramsey," she replied, her telepathic voice
Maid For A DayMaid For A Day2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was the week before summer began for Jerry and he was in a crisis. He needed to find a summer job. They were all taken but he needed one badly to be able to buy the stuff he wanted since his parents cut him off weeks before. So he decided to go through town again on another job search.
"Stupid parents, why did they have to cute me off?" Jerry angrily said, stressing out and frantically rubbing his hands threw his short black hair. "This sucks!" He said looking around again.
Jerry looked around town again and nearly came up with nothing. He was about give up until...
"Crap, nothing aga-..." At that moment he stumbled and bumped into an older woman. When he got up he opened his eyes to see a woman lying before him but she was in a black and white maids outfit. She looked to be in her early 20's and had flowing black hair and blue eyes. He helped her up to notice she was a little shorter than he was.
"Oh sorry bout that I wasn't looking where I was going." He explained.
"Oh no no, it's
My lionAdmittedly, I was a rotten child. I liked to spend my time throwing rocks at stray dogs. No one ever bothered to stop me until the old voice in the alley.My lion6 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Why are you throwing rocks at puppies? It was an old man voice, deep and gravelly, so I didnt stop.
Because I want to, old man, I retorted and tried to sound mean. There was no warning before I heard a yelp and felt dirt under my shoulders. I tumbled over and realized the yelp had come from me. I lay on the ground and listened to my heart beat. That old man had pushed me down, and now he would pay. You asked for it! I yelled and grabbed the first rock I laid hands on, then jumped up to face him.
At first I could only see stars. Then I saw the lion. He was sitting like a giant cat, and his tail twitched around behind him.
Dont eat me! I yelled on instinct and dropped my rock. He licked his lips.
Why not? I heard the old man voice ask. Was this a trick? I looked ar
Libitinarius the Demon KingName: LibitinariusLibitinarius the Demon King1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Aliases (Used more than true name) His Grandness, Libitin, Dominus
Occupation: Undertaker for Hell, ruler
Age: Without Age
Sex: Appears Male, appears 60
Appearance: A tall and slender looking man who appears to be around 60 years of age. His skin is an ashen gray, and he has pure white hair which is short and is styled into a comb over. His eyes are amber yellow irises with jet black sclera and pupils. The overall shape of his face is very thin and long, with high cheek bones ending in a firm pout to his face. His teeth are all slightly pointed as well as his black tongue. On his body, going up his neck on both sides and ending at about chin level are black tendril like tattoo/markings; in addition, they go down his arms and legs.
Clothing: He wears a very traditional suit, resembling some of the original morning suits. His jacket goes down in a tail below his waist and is the same color black as the pa
FighterI.Fighter4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breathe in, breathe out
Don't be afraid to scream
Don't be afraid to shout
If you dare to dream
Then don't you ever doubt
Don't you ever doubt
When your world is turned on its head
Be strong, young one
For your journey has just begun
If you give in to fear and dread
Then you let your enemies win
Don't let them get in
Don't go easy, don't settle for less
Because if you know what's best
You'd take the path of most resistance
You have to fight fire with fire
You gotta take a chance
Take a risk or two, lay it out on a wire
If you just go through the motions
Then you're not truly alive
If you want to survive
Then you need to swim
Swim against the current, let your heart be your guide
When you reach your destination
You'll look back at your trials and tribulations
Don't be afraid to smile, you made it through
You're a fighter, tried and true
Life has many hurdles and obstacles
But at last you know now that nothing is ever impossible
My Box of SecretsMy Box of Secrets9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everytime I get my hopes up
They are shot down with a bleeding bullet
So I sit behind a locked door
In hopes that someone will find the key
I wish to tell you everything
And for you to just hold me while I cry
But I am afraid
Afraid that you will leave me alone again
Im afraid that you will walk out of that room
Pretending you never knew it existed
that's how it always happens
No one knows what to say, So they walk away
I want to believe you'll stay with me
Too many times Ive swept up the shards
So when you find the key that will give my release
Be prepared for what you'll uncover
Ill be sitting there, waiting
With my box of secrets resting in my lap
Just dont open it unless you're ready
I don't want to be let down again
Nero (One) AitreniCharacter Sheet:Nero (One) Aitreni1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Nero Aitreni (nickname: One)
Occupation: Swordsman in the Royal Army
[_] Resident (no faction but living between the three)
Appearance: One is tall, lean, and muscular. He wears a head of wavy/slightly curly hazel hair with a coppery undertone. His skin is a tanned olive tone, and his eyes are green like emeralds, speckled with flakes of hazel brown, and a golden ring around his pupils. He spends much time on his attire, most of which is semi-casual, but he wears it and pulls it off as semi-formal. On the battlegrounds and on duty he wears a leather breastplate tinted a brick red, which highlights the coppers in his hair. He wears this over a black short sleeve shirt. On his right arm is a red leather sleeve with steel built on top. His pants are heavy black cotton. His boots are also black, shielded on the front but curve of black metal. In the inside of his right hand is a tattoo of a so
No wordsNo words9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Running out of words
Cant express my thoughts
So much emotion
Losing my mind
Trying to find solid ground
Paper is so blank
Ink is so full
I cant think
No feeling left inside
Dont stop moving your hand
Let it out
Tell the world how it is
No holding back
Theres no way out
Everything is crashing down
Faster, harder than an avalanche
Clouded thoughts filling my head
Poison to my heart
Bleed it out
Hidden box of secrets
Swallowing me whole
Swept by a toxic lust
Im not your pretty prize
Excuse me while I break this pen on my wrist..
FoE: The Worst News Possible Boleslaw the Bastard urged his horse forth through the tall, cog-laden gate, and his Knights followed. The gate led through to Artificer Street, the town's main road a dirty brown wound in the flesh of this, the Empire's bastion, encrusted with mud and filth. Boleslaw preferred his roads paved, his women young and his battles over before they had begun. Estfelberg promised only disappointment and not for the first time the man wondered whether it was worth it at all. He had heard the stories, of course, of successful Autonomous Mechanical Zones, and had visited a few in his time with the Reiklander lads. But Hasstod was no Middenberg and Estfelberg was no Hasstod. In theory these places were meant to be self-sustaining part experimental town, part retirement compound, research facility and gaol. Whoever thought to put one this close to the northern border was clearly insane. Boleslaw swore under his breath and removed his glorious, golden helmet tFoE: The Worst News Possible4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Deadly SecretsChapter 1Deadly Secrets3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Despertly I tried to keep my self awake but the darkness kept overshadowing me and I just barely see my attacker.
He was tall darkskined and I think his eyes were grey-ish green. And the very last think I saw was his birthmark, and I might have been imagining things but it looks like mine I opened my mouth to scream but he covered my mouth and I passed out.
* * * * *
When I awoke I was in a white room. Everthing was bright. Had I died last night? Did mom know? Did they find my body?
"Chris you big idiot, your lucky your at my place this summer or mom
Zephyr, The Human Elemental DescriptionZephyr, The Human ElementalZephyr, The Human Elemental Description10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
AP, CC, Support
Health: 350 (+50) .Attack Damage: 50 (+3.05)
Health Regen: 5 (+.03) .Attack Speed: 0.95 (+1.25%)
Mana: 300 (+20) .Armor: 30 (+3)
Mana Regen: 5 (+0.75) .Magic Res.: 15.5 (+0.01)
Range: 600 .Mov. Speed: 325
o There is a 5% chance that ranged attacks will be deflected back at the attacker
• Probability increases by 0.5% when an ability is used
o 10% chance that physical attacks will cause targets to be airborne.
• Probability increases by 0.5% when an ability is used
• Basic Attack is air based
• Waterfall [CC/Support/AP] Range: 1000 Cool Down: 7 Cost: 45/50/55/60/65 mana
o Water falls from above user and creates a massive puddle
• When an enemy player walks through it, it slows their movement speed by a percentage.
• Causes Magic Damage
• When an ally wal