Dark Nova Technology FAQDark Nova Technology FAQ3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dark Nova Technology FAQ
Q: What kind of engines are used in Dark Nova? What about FTL?
A: Engines break down into two types, main engines for sub-light speeds and jump engines for FTL. The most common type of main engine in the Terran sphere is the gravitic drive. This is a cutting-edge gravity-manipulation engine that is only theoretical today in the early 21st century. It serves three simultaneous purposes- allowing for phenomenal acceleration and maneuverability, creating an inertial-dampening field through the gravitic bubble it creates around the vessel (in other words, the ship may be accelerating at 1.25 AU per hour, but within the bubble velocity is unchanged, and thus the crew are not turned into a molecular smear on the rear bulkhead from acceleration G-forces), and it creates the AG fields that allow the vessel to float above the ground AND create artificial gravity inside. Gravitic technology was- in the history of the setting- one of the Big Three breakthr
Self vs. selfYou must get out.Self vs. self2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
That mind set will kill you.
To say "that's just the way I am," is to say there's no hope.
To live life in such a manner is sad.
You go on day to day, and do this and that.
You forget this and that.
You never write stuff down to make sure you remember.
You always just give up when it gets hard.
You only finish when it's easy.
YOU ARE WEAK!
YOU ARE INTELIGENT, BUT YOU LACK COMMON SENSE!
WHEN YOU ARE GIVEN A GIFT, YOU SQUANDER IT!
WHEN GIVEN TIME, YOU WASTE IT!
What is it you are fighting for?
What is it you want?
What is it you need in life?
Why do you take that next breath?
If the God of everything is in your favor,
then why don't you ask for his help?
If you cannot control your thoughts,
then why don't you stop that which is causing that thought?
If you can't restrain your actions,
then why don't you make it so you can't do it when you are not in the right
Do or do not. There is no try. There is no maybe.
You fail or you succeed. It is nothing else nothing more
IdealsUnwilling nonchalance,Ideals2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A dream of summer skies,
Ideals were from moonshine wrought.
The dreamer's skybound eyes,
A mind freedom from sunshine brought.
A sunlight deliverance,
From a clouded sightless atmosphere,
Plasmoid cortex envelops.
The fragile dream elegance,
Launder our hopes with our fear,
A new sight consciousness develops.
Metroid: Project Dread: Ch 4Galactic Federation 2. PlatoonMetroid: Project Dread: Ch 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I worked my way through the ship's crew quarters walking past the bunks. The area was relatively intact with only slight damage, but that initial impression was marred by a row of bodies under a series of blankets stacked against the far wall. The crash had not been without its casualties
I passed two soldiers even as they carried another body out of an opposing corridor. They stopped for a moment as I walked past them, but none questioned me or tried to stop me. I could only imagine their faces beneath the visor, the fear and sorrow no doubt going through them.
As I entered the corridor they had come from I immediately spotted a female marine tampering with some power cords, this one sporting the stripes of an engineer. However her power suit did not match as it was augmented with a Phazon Enhancement Device clearly visible from the container on her back.
I stopped for a moment wondering about this as PED´s had been rendered useless following
Metroid: Project Dread: Ch 3To the Planet´s Surface.Metroid: Project Dread: Ch 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I ran through the corridors of the ship heading towards the front where I assumed the bridge would be. On my way I encountered only light resistance in the form of a few Pirate militia who were trying to seal of a hatch to slow me down but I quickly blasted my way past them.
The electromagnetic flux in the ship intensified as I moved soon preventing any kind of scanning and use of advanced visors. Even my standard combat visor experienced several distortions and fluctuations from the surging energy and I could only guess at what was happening.
Dashing through a unlocked hatch I found myself on the vessels bridge. Ahead of me on a raised circular platform before a large window I saw two lightly armored Pirates operating a series of control panels.
I opened fire upon them hitting one of them in the side even as it turned around to face me. It remained standing despite this hit, its companion not even reacting as two shots flew close past it. The wounded one
The Creation: MH styleThe CreationThe Creation: MH style5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
In the beginning, the land was dark. Nothing lived. And the land and water was calm. Then out of the darkness was born three eggs. One was black, the other was white, and the third was blue. At the same time the eggs hatched.
Out of black egg, came a giant beast black as the night. The very roar of this beast caused volcanoes to erupt, causing land to form over the waters. Its step shook the land, creating valleys and canyons. And the scales that fell from it became the plants of the land and the humans along with the other beasts that roam the land.
Out of the blue egg came a beast with fins. It went into the waters. Its movements caused the great ocean to stir, creating great waves that washed away the lands. And the scales that fell from it became the fishes and plants of the ocean.
Out of the white egg, came two beasts with wings, with a great
Stability Chapter 2Stability Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Broke? What do you mean broke?"
Bon Bon flashed her partner a stern look. "We have nothing. We have no money."
A shocked Lyra stammered. "Wh-, what do you mean 'nothing'? Your business has been doing great! I've seen it!"
"Not great enough, apparently." The earth pony didn't move her gaze from the floor. "If I can't pay rent by the end of the month, I'll lose the shop."
"We'll lose the shop," Lyra corrected. "We're in this together."
Bon Bon stood up and hugged her marefriend. "Oh Lyra. I just don't know what to do. I'm scared."
The unicorn ran her hooves up and down her partner's back. "We'll figure this out. Together."
The cream colored mare looked up at her before digging her face into her neck, desperately searching for whatever comfort it could offer. The pony made her best attempt at holding back her fearful tears, but to no avail.
Lyra tousled the pony's mane. "C'mon. Let's go sit down. You need a break."
The mare couldn't protest. However unwilling to move she was, Bon Bon was
Stability Chapter 5Stability Chapter 511 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The world faded away. The only object in Lyra's consciousness was the mouth of Octavia pressed against hers. She felt as if the grey mare was sucking her breath away with each second that passed by. Her mind continued to reminder her how wrong it was and that she should break away and slap the pony in front of her.
But why were her eyes closing?
She felt herself slowly relaxing and leaning into the kiss. If Octavia hadn't broken away, she didn't know how far she would have taken it.
The classical musician only stared at her, Lyra finding herself gazing back into her pretty eyes. This feeling was all too familiar for the unicorn; it reminded her of their high school days when they would spend afternoons doing nothing but lying in each other's arms. Despite her blatant throwback to her high school days, her mind still nagged her on the underlying issue:
This was wrong.
How could she let herself enjoy reliving such experiences when she already has a loving marefriend? How could she look u
Stability Chapter 6Stability Chapter 611 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Waking up in strange places never was a good feeling for Lyra. Especially when she was awoken by the voice of a mare who was not her marefriend.
"Lyra? What in Luna's name are you doing here so early? I thought I told you to lock up last night."
The only response the mare could muster was falling off of the table she had been sleeping on. She felt the cleaning towel she had been using as a pillow fall on her face. Groggily, she threw it off of her, her eyes being met with the sight of Cinnamon Swirl towering over her body.
"Well?" she said. "This isn't a hotel for you to just waltz in and out at your own desire."
"I... I never left last night. I couldn't. I-" she thought of making up some sort of excuse, but decided that if she was ever going to enjoy working for this mare, she would have to open up sometime. "I don't have any other place to go."
Cinnamon seemed indifferent, but still surprised Lyra with a response. "Well I can't have you sleeping on the job, can I? What happened?"
Metroid: Project Dread: Ch 1The SignalMetroid: Project Dread: Ch 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The planet was bright red as I looked at it from inside the cockpit and as I approached the sensors picked up a weak, but constant signal originating from somewhere along the planets equator in an area caught in a massive storm.
Wind and sand battered the ship as I brought it down into the planets lower atmosphere. It was barely possible to see anything out the cockpit due to the storm raging around the ship, but I did not need visual either as the on board computer was more than enough to set the ship down safely. In fact the storm was only a gift as it allowed me to land my ship closer to my target than under normal circumstances.
The moment the ship touched solid ground I rose from the cockpit seat and headed towards the lift in the back of the ship. As I walked towards the lift a simple thought was all I required to activate the materialization process of my Power Suit. The yellow and red armor plates quickly covered my body, the green arm cannon formed around
Way Back WhenWay Back When2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Way back when, I heard of a time
When rap was a respectable kind
Of music, you'd play it openly, wasn't too hard to find
Your homies banging their head to real lyrics in a society with beautiful minds
Now you cant find a single spit without corporate sponsored fakes rappin their lies
kids today are devoid of real music, they're jamming to illuminati spies
Real rappers are passed along like hot potato, being signed to the crappiest deals
While these overpayed actors are rappin bout their shiny wheels
And its because of them, ameircans go days without single meal
And it sucks because soon we'll all know how poverty feels
Heres my message to the autotune junkies today in case you missed it
They think you're a sheep for their slaugter too, don't get it twisted
Why you say you hate war when your brothers have already enlisted
If you wanna live on to see your next your next birthday, listen
Research america, you'll find satan's butt, ready for kissin
Remember, you don't need jewelery to fill
Concrete SkiesTen years of oppression,Concrete Skies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A drought of sorrow.
The halting cries of the steel fence,
The watching eyes of the streetlight circles.
A barbed reminder to stay in place,
Outside my bedroom window.
Vanished birds without a trace,
The soundscape but a cinder,
Floating on the cold steel breeze.
Machine noise echelons,
Of burning light,
And darkness rings to block the sight.
The permafrost cries,
Of a shackled mind.
The wire lies,
Of telegraph roads.
Machinarium in full array,
Our pistons work for a greater good,
Iron control from titanium display,
Our brains work just like we're told they should.
Dissent a sin from foreign climes,
Feeding us full of discordant rhymes.
So we're told by the loudspeaker,
This shining nation's only teacher.
They sing for you,
Of snow and greensong trees,
Your mind a mess,
As they oppress,
The will you thought you had.
But to resist,
Would be a twist,
Of all that's right and true.
You never know what in the dead of the night,
Might be coming for you.
Daft Punk Super HaikuEarth shakes, rocks trembleDaft Punk Super Haiku2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Pow'rful bass beats resonate
Digital war drum
Neon blue raindrops
Cuttingly clear, rapid sound
In the wind blown night
Put dafunk back to the punk
With robot faces
The Midnight DuelThe Midnight Duel2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And maybe she's better for you
Than I would ever be
There's so much more in her smile
There's so much more she can say
Although I'm here, I feel her at my shoulder
There is only so much I can do
A limit to my strength and what I feel for you
Eclipsed by doubt...
How can I be beautiful
And how can I be strong
How can I be confident
And hope that I belong
How can I assure myself that I am in the right?
How can I go on to win this...
Time passes, and the sun will rise
She smiles and laughs and tells,
I guess I'm not surprised
To hear the news.
Why can't I make myself be brave
Take courage in both hands, then maybe I could save
These falling hopes...
How can I be beautiful
And how can I be strong
How can I be confident
And feel that I belong
How can I assure myself that I am in the right?
How can I go on to win this...
Fighting for nothing
Hoping for nothing
Are we but nothing... hoping for something
Please help me, rising, finally living,
Metroid: Project Dread: Ch 2The Welcome CommitteeMetroid: Project Dread: Ch 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My ship underway to the coordinates I leaned back in my chair, my suit dematerializing around me revealing the blue zero suit beneath. Like that I took in a deep breath and relaxed.
As I did I thought of the Metroids, the parasitic life form from SR338 that seemed to have dominated my life ever since my first great battle with the Space Pirates upon the planet Zebes. I remembered how the Space Pirates had tried to use the Metroids as a bio-weapon and energy source. I had stopped them then, but it had only been the beginning
Tallon IV, Aether, the entire Phazon Crisis I had fought the Space Pirates, thwarting their experiments to use the Metroids as weapons and energy sources. It had not always been the main goal of my missions, but I had done it in the firm belief that it was better to eradicate the Metroids than to allow them to become a weapon for the Space Pirates. That had been my conviction as I descended to the surface of SR338 to eradicate the Metroid
just some metaphors to make you feel betterso i may write aboutjust some metaphors to make you feel better1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
how hot showers make me gasp for air
like a whore because it burns but
i don't do anything about it
and that might be a metaphor for
how i like to feel overwhelmed
or for how i prefer my skin in a hue of fried pink
instead of rotting yellow because it reminds me of
death and pain does
just the opposite
and also i may write about
how when i stare at the stars for too long
i start to lose focus and lights blur together
and that could be another metaphor
for how I like to feel hungry for what's out of reach
or how i like to feel lost in what i sense
or how i like to feel like I'm drowning
in air for no fucking reason
maybe you don't care much for metaphors
and comparing my toes to river stones will not
make you understand me anymore than
it helps me understand myself
artists tend to exaggerate things
and make them look grander
or more vile than they are
because they hate living in a world
where rain is water drops and not
your very own metaphor for life
Stability Chapter 4Stability Chapter 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was one of those secrets.
Lyra awoke, still completely dumbfounded by the events of the previous night. She looked to her left to see that the space Bon Bon would normally occupy was empty. The mare shook her head as she began to talk to herself.
"Of all the things that Octavia had to tell her, she had to tell her that? I mean, not that I'm complaining... That was... Different..." The unicorn let out a lengthy sigh. "I'm going to have to have a word with that pony. Spreading those things around about ponies is not cool. Well... It was nice..."
Lyra groggily hopped out of bed, her weighted eyelids urging her to fall back over; last night had completely worn her out. Her eyes half closed, she scanned the room for a clock, finding it in its usual place. The numbers that stared back at her forced her eyes open with a start.
"Twelve-thirty!? Cinnamon Swirl will have my head!"
Her horn glowed and her magical aura enveloped her work uniform. She hurriedly trotted down the stairs, running i
Stability Chapter 1Stability Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had been five years. Five years since the mint green unicorn first laid eyes upon that cute, cream coated mare from science class at Canterlot College. Five years since she had accidentally tripped eying her candy embossed flank while walking down the halls, and five years since she was called a "creepy stalking weirdo."
Things had changed since then. It was only one year after her awkward confrontations that she found out that she would be roommates with the pony that had so interested her, and one more after that for her to work up the courage to ask that blue-eyed beauty out to dinner.
That was all behind her now as she looked upon the face of her marefriend, lover and soulmate with a wide smile, observing her familiar features as the candy maker giggled and laughed. She hugged the pony tightly, thoroughly enjoying the time they spent together during quiet evenings like these.
"Well, the afternoon is all ours until our dinner reservations at eight," the earth pony said to her, ex
Gak Fanfic.A/N This is a humorous text, not creepypasta, because apparently it's been submitted to a group as such. Also, do not take seriously. I wrote this at 4am.Gak Fanfic.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pinkie Pie was bouncing along the street one day in ponyville, when she noticed something on the ground.
"Ooo! I wonder what this is? Is it like an alien poopohnoitcouldbeanaliencowpoop-" she went on like this for about 5 minutes.
She then picked it up, and proceeded to show it to everyone, naming it 'Gak'.
Twilight then came along and was yelling something about sombreros and hearts, but everyone ignored her because the gak was so amazing. You could squeeze it, stretch it, bounce it, feel it, pop it, it was so amazing that no-one noticed the Crystal Empire.
The Gak was just TOO AMAZING.
Then Applejack came along, and said "Hey Yall, I found this thingy here on the road." She reached out of her saddlebags and tried to show her 'Floam' to everybody, but no-one cared because of Gak.
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #31, 32, 33!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #31, 32, 33!1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
#31) As well as being a brony, I'm a furry. I find that some bronies alienate me because of that, and many bronies become offended when people assume that they're furries. What the hell? Shouldn't they know what it's like to be out of the mainstream? Is it bad to be a furry? Why can't I be both a furry and a brony?
Answer: The furry fandom has a lot of negative connotations surrounding it. The stereotype of a furry to a non-furry is someone who is attracted to animal-people, which a lot of people are uncomfortable with. When ponies became popular, a lot of people started saying that pony-fans are furries, while many pony-fans became vocal about not being part of the furry fandom just because they like ponies.
Personally, I find this to be exactly why applying abstract labels to things can be damaging. Not everyone wants to be part of a fandom based on their interests; some are fine to be remain without labels and titles, and instead prefer to just appreciate various inter