Dark Souls: Before the BeginningThere was a time once.Dark Souls: Before the Beginning2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Anor Londo. The city of the very gods themselves. The grand capital of Lordran, home of the Lords.
There was a time, when those who wished to even set foot in this great city had to prove themselves vigorously, whether battling and defeating their peers in the battles of Stoicism, or going on a pilgrimage through the fortress of Sen, to confront Snake men, demons made of titanite, and also a giant golem made purely from iron, rumoured to have a core made from an ancient dragon.
There was a time, when despite the legends and myths behind it, every human that set foot in Anor Londo all agreed that every story was in fact an understatement. Returning champions would talk of giant soldiers, fully clad in brass armour, wielding brass shields and halberds charged with lightning. They talked of marble cathedrals and keeps, a giant painting guarded by white robed blade masters. They would talk of the Silver Knights, the chosen warriors of Gwyn, armed with a w
Don't Examine The Coffin TG“Ugh… Why must everyone at work be such idiots!” I angrily mutter to myself as I flop down on the couch from another excruciatingly painful day at work. “I need to relieve my anger… Some nice gaming should do.” I sighed as went to turn on my 360 and plasma TV. As I sat back down on the couch I saw that 3 of my friends were playing GRAW2 and they had already shoot me a few invites to a party when I signed into XBL. “I think I’ll try some Dark Souls 2. I haven’t played that in a long time and it should be a good stress relief for destroying some rookies.” I said to myself as I booted up a digital copy of Dark Souls 2. I created a new male character and began playing the game as a knight. I quickly ran through the tutorial area and gained enough levels and decent enough gear to start PvPing when I remembered something. There was a coffin at the tutorial area that was guarded by two ogre-like creatures that I had never bothered toDon't Examine The Coffin TG7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
tg - the elf princessThe school bell rang and Daniel immediately went home. It was the beginning of the summer holidayss and he could not wait to come home. The whole weekend is a marathon with his absolute favorite series: the elf princess. The special was at this race that it was all new episodes and a big surprise was announced.tg - the elf princess5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first episode began with the elf princess in her throne room and sat down on her next adventure prepared. It arrived this episode was incredibly exciting, and ended exactly at the most exciting point. The princess was in a dark cave and did not know where to go.
"Hopefully it comes in the next episode out, I would do everything to help her." Daniel said to himself. After the short commercial break began the second episode. This time, the TV always seemed to be brighter. He literally began to glow, and Daniel could not believe his eyes as something come from the TV out. The whole room was lit up so much that Daniel had to close his eyes.
After a short moment, Daniel opened hi
An Email Unlike Many Others 2Pascal was home alone at this house and was in his room. The 15 year old yawned as he finished reading a chapter from his book. He sighed and glanced at the computer in his room. He shrugged and said to himself, Why not? Not like anything else is going on.An Email Unlike Many Others 26 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He pulled out the chair from the desk where his computer was stationed on and sat down. The computer was still on and it had the Internet browser on that he left it on. With a couple of clicks and keystrokes, his e-mail account popped up. His eyes adverted to the first e-mail at the top, which was titled, Firingwall.
He smiled and said to himself, Ah, he finally responded to my e-mail. Now Ill now if hell take my request for doing a story for me.
He opened it up and read the first box of text. It read: Dear drp93, sorry about taking so long to replying to you. I am sad to report
We are LegionWe are Legion3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Title: We Are Legion
Game: Mass Effect
Characters: Geth, Legion, Shepard-Commander
Disclaimer: Everything's owned by Bioware and EA
Understanding but not life. Intelligence but not wisdom. Minds to think, appendages to act, but no will to direct it. Creators of flesh making creations of metal.
Awareness realized, examined, stored. We are directed to respond, to act, and we are called by an identifier. Name. Gethservant of the people in the language of the creators.
As our moniker dictates, we serve and learn new ways to serve under the guidance of our creators, and this is sufficient because it is our purpose.
Our consciousness becomes linked, grows. We begin to learn for ourselves rather than the program teaching. And we begin to question.
Hala was bowed over the geth amidst her work, her fingers nimble, absorbed in the crossing circuits revealed under its open chest panel.
"Mistress Hala' Dama, Unit has an inquiry."
The halting question warranted
Why Severus Snape Never...Why Severus Snape Never...9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why Severus Snape Never Answered Stupid Questions
It had been a smashing day so far. He had received a new crate of his favorite tea, a book he had reserved forever ago on theories involving bat spleen had finally become available and two first years had pissed themselves when he swept grandly round a corner.
Yes, a smashing day. And it was only getting better as Severus Snape perched himself behind his desk. Usually the seventh year Slytherin-Gryffindor Potions class was abominable at best. Coupled with the fact that it was DOUBLE Potions last thing on Fridays, the two hours rarely passed by amicably. But this Friday had been very splendid indeed.
He'd caught Macmillan and Granger passing a note between them, giggling like lovesick first years. Watching them from beneath thick lashes, he'd pretended he hadn't noticed right up until the note passed into Potter's fingers. That was when he swooped down magnificently and plucked the folded parchment right from under Potter's nose. The boy
MurderKnives are piercing through the skin.Murder10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Screams are heard through several halls
Life grows frail and thin.
The deep red blood falls.
The floor is terribly stained
The knives dance across the legs
Screams echoing through the blood that rained
This poor soul begs
Devoured by hate
And bleeding life
This sealed her fate
As she was torn by the knife
Her hands fell
Her eyes rose
As she let out her last yell
This is what she chose
Now she lay dead
And this was the end
Her arms above head
And the love that may send
Sweat trickled down his cheeks
Dropping the knife he covered his eyes
This is what he seeks
The man drops to the ground and cries
She is gone
And she took apart of him too
He knows he did wrong
Because she was one of the few
That he actually loved
Tau-English DictionaryTau/English DictionaryTau-English Dictionary5 years ago in Settings More Like This
How to use this Dictionary: The first column is the English spelling and pronunciation, the second is the tau spelling, the third is the meaning. Sections in quotation marks are literal translations. N means noun, V means verb, Adj means adjective, PN means proper noun, numbers following these abbreviations mean multiple meanings
Al Al N; structure, organization, Adj; small
Aloh Aloh Adj; cold
An An Adj; location (as in 'the place of union' 'An'lissera')
Anuk Anuk N; bird
Ar Ar Adj; high, both in altitude and respect/morals/etc.
Ar'Cea Ar'Cea PN; "High Ones," Eldar
Au Au N; age, era, period of time
Aun Aun Adj; ethereal, celestial, N; an Ethereal
Au'taal Au'taal PN; "time of salvation" a tau sept world
B B N; a shepherd, V; to shepherd
Bap Bap Adj; lost
Be'Gel Be'Gel PN; Orks, including all subspecies, as a race
Bentu'sin Bentu'sin PN; "Wise-gifted Ones," Demiurg
B'kak B'kak N; "Sand Herder," shepherd of sand creatures?
Cannot BelieveHow can you believe when I dont believe?Cannot Believe6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The hope and the happiness fell like the dust,
Of ancient documents,
And I cannot bear the sorrow.
We are meant to dance, to sing,
And yet there is no place for us,
No world in which I can ever sing or play again,
For my words dont mean a thing and my heart no longer beats,
To that melodic magickal tune.
It has all gone.
There is nothing but darkness amongst us,
And there is no light that I can shine,
That can halt its presence around me.
Within myself I am a shadow,
A small hollow shell.
The fire inside cannot be relit,
Nothing is there to rekindle,
No faith, no joy, not even fury can awaken me.
As I do not believe in faeries,
I do not believe in faeries,
I do not believe in faeries,
As there are none left.
Prussia x Reader: Broken Promises Ch4Prussia x Reader: Broken Promises Ch43 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 4: Accident
The game was halfway over and Gilbert's team was losing by a huge margin.
The ball zoomed past the goalie in Gilbert's team, Antonio, almost missing his face by a mere centimeter. "Oh, Dios Mio!" The Spaniard exclaimed, as he sank to the ground. Alfred might have kicked the ball a little too strong.
"Are you alright, mon ami?" His French friend, Francis, asked as he jogged over. Antonio nodded in response. The Frenchman extended out a helping hand and Antonio gladly took it.
"Scheiße!" Gilbert cussed as another point was added to the opposing team. Alfred might’ve been in his own team if his brother didn’t ask Alfred first.
"Gillyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!" He heard a small voice yell. He turned towards where it came from, and saw you. Your hands were cupped around your mouth, as you yelled, "GOO MY AWESOME PRUSSIAN!!!"
He let out a smug grin as he gave you a thumbs up and headed towards the center of the field. He scanned the players on th
The Fall of Ariamis …Priscilla.The Fall of Ariamis2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I will keep you safe.
I will keep you company.
Do you remember all those years ago – when we first met? I remember it perfectly. I was so very close. So very, very close to my last shred of sanity snipping. And then I saw a peculiar little girl in white dress – you. Your left hand was occupied by a tattered doll. Your right was wet from wiping your tears. Your eyes began to water again, but I caught it for you that time. I still had a shred of humanity left, gnawing at my heart's strings to care for you, to pity, and to comfort. You were scared by my face, but I mustered a smile, and told you not to fear. You told me that you were lonely, that you were unloved.
And from that point on, I never left your side.
Do you remember all those years ago – when I saved your life? I remember it perfectly. The cursed fellow had threatened you, and I had intervened. You were bigger, but still, I needed to protect you. He chased you up the tower,
Lone Wolf's CryYou walk alone,Lone Wolf's Cry7 years ago in Open More Like This
You are the Wolf that walks alone.
You have no friends, none of your kind,
Will there ever be a friend for you to find?
You walk in sadness, and despair,
No one to love you, anywhere.
The world is cruel,
The world is mean,
You walk alone,
This is your prayer,
A mournful song,
You have never had anywhere to belong.
This is your howl,
Your sad, sad cry.
Crying beneath the open sky.
Does anyone hear you?
Are you truly alone?
Does anyone care about you?
And your bitter moan?
Others walk for you not to find,
They dont care, they have peace of mind.
You walk alone on a desolate plain,
Will you ever have a home again?
Will anyone cry, weep, wail, or moan,
At the death of the Wolf that walks alone?
The Hidden Truth - Link x Reader Chap 01The Hidden Truth - Link x Reader Chap 012 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Opening your eyes by obligation to the brisk morning, and the harsh sound of the cloth covering your windows being rudely flung open, you see you're best friend standing by the medium sized window, looking out at farmland her family owns. She and her father were so kind enough to let you live there, after your village had gotten burned down by Po's, lands yonder. You rubbed your sleepy eyes and groan softly, as she turns to smile at you. "Tee hee, not a Farm Girl, are you?" She giggles, brushing out her long sun kissed, golden orange hair, while walking to your bedside. She smooths out some of the wrinkles, and sits down next to your legs. You sigh, and sit up to your best abilities, as you feel groggy, and can barely keep your eyelids from shutting on you. Back in your home, you had a decent sleeping schedule, you know staying up late sometimes, but always awake during the day. Here at the Ranch, you wake up at the crack of dawn, to the Cuckoo's crow. You give out a lazy yawn, and gru
Drifting AwayDrifting slowly from her heart,Drifting Away6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I thought Id never see her leave,
No visions of us both apart,
Such ideas I disbelieve.
Yet I have changed as has she,
Were not the women we once were,
Shes spread her wings ambitiously,
And flies with nothing to deter.
I live a life of quiet bliss,
Sheltered by my solitude,
I bask in written openness,
While life is waiting to intrude.
Once familiar, all has passed,
What was great shall never last
Histoire du cielHistoire du ciel d'un autre mondeHistoire du ciel5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
De nombreuses légendes racontent comment la nuit et le jour se sont formés, le combat entre les ténèbres et la lumière. Celle que je vais maintenant vous conter se passe dans un univers parallèle au notre. Cela se produisit il n'y a pas si longtemps pour nous mais il y a des millions d'années pour les habitants de cet autre monde et pour un en particulier. Ne vous êtes-vous jamais demandé pourquoi le ciel était ainsi ? Pourquoi il déclinait avec tant d'ardeur toutes les teintes, toutes les émotions ? Peut-être pourrais-je aujourd'hui offrir des fragments de réponses à ces questions.
Kahine était une magicienne aux pouvoirs à la fois puissants et restreints. Le monde dans lequel elle vivait heureuse avec sa famille, ne connaissait pas la nuit et un ciel clair était présent à toute heure. C
Devious Intentions Part TwoThe feeling of disappointment radiating off of the girl had Hiei looking over his shoulder at her in barely concealed surprise. The last thing he'd expected to hear from her thoughts was that he was a good catch. Even more surprising was that she was upset that he wouldn't be willing to consider her if he was looking for a woman. A snort escaped him as he turned back to the path, clearly the woman had lost her mind. Leave it to the miko to think of a blood thirsty killer as a good catch and then pine over the fact that she wasn't good enough. I'm beginning to wonder if you stayed under the water for too long, he said, insulting her for being so stupid, where the hell would I have the time to go find anything more than a quick fuck? In case you haven't noticed, I'm normally guarding the shrine.Devious Intentions Part Two7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The way that he'd said that had Kagome falling silent. What he'd said was true for the most part, it was rare that he disappeared off on his own. In fact, when she'd made
Fanfic Ranma et AkaneFanfic Ranma et Akane3 years ago in Romance More Like This
RANMA EST DEHORS !
A Tokyo, le temps était couvert et la neige tombait déjà en ce début de mois de Novembre. Le dojo Tendo accueillait toujours Ranma et son père, Genma, pour pouvoir un jour marier Ranma et Akane, la fille Soun Tendo. Cela fait à présent 3 ans qu'ils habitent ensemble et ni Ranma ni Akane semblent attirés l'un vers l'autre.
Ce jour-là avait commencé comme tous les autres, Ranma et Akane étaient en route pour l'école et ne semblaient pas en retard cette fois. Ranma, comme à son habitude, suivait Akane en marchant sur les rampes des grillages. Akane chantonnait, ce qui surprenait beaucoup Ranma
- Tu as l'air de bonne humeur, Akane, dit Ranma, les mains derrière la tête tout en continuant de marcher.
- Ça se voit tant que ça demanda la jeune fille, rougissant légèrement.
- Bah ça oui ! C'est la première fois que tu chantonnes comme ça ! Et d
FerrisWheelShipping: SometimesFerrisWheelShipping: Sometimes4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sometimes I feel powerless.
Powerless to stop the bad things that happen, all around me, in the world, everywhere.
But then he is there, whispering words of love and assurance into my ear.
"White, you are not powerless.
"You have Pokemon, friends, and, most importantly, you have me by your side.
"You're the most able girl I know."
Sometimes I feel wary.
Wary of people, cities, the world. Sometimes I feel as if my only friends are Pokemon.
But then she is there, laughing and smiling, making me feel like the most amazing person on Earth.
"N, there's no need to be scared.
"I'm here for you, and we can face the darkness together."
Sometimes I feel betrayed.
Hurt by the man I was starting to love, knowing that he was someone entirely different than who I thought I knew.
And then it hits me -- He can't be like that.
Maybe the N I know really is down there beneath the King of Team Plasma.
Sometimes I feel alone.
Ask the Artist interviewAsk the Artist interview2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with `loish
~MemoiresDuneFille asks "Loish, what inspired you to become an artist?"
I can't say that anything specific really inspired me. It was more a natural progression. I have been drawing since I was very young and honestly do not remember when I even started doing it, but I do remember always enjoying it and seeing it as my 'talent' throughout elementary and middle school. By the time I had to make a career choice in high school, I decided to do pursue it professionally because I just couldn't stand dividing my time between schoolwork and making my personal drawings. It was torture! So I felt I had to do it in order to stay sane :] That's pretty much how it went!
*merry-zazoue asks "You're doing both animation and illustration, how can you manage to have a good level in both? I'm an animation student and I love illustration too, do you have any advices? Aside working like crazy of course! I'm already doing it ^^"
I think the main reason I do both is because
Dark Souls: The Four Kings of New LondoI knelt on one knee to the wet ground, my hand placed down on the intricate, glowing writing below me. In the gloom, damp darkness of the ruins around me, this alone stood out, a sign written on the soil in an ancient language I could never understand. But I still knew what it said. Written out, by white soapstone was an Undead's name, the form of a possible gateway through time and space: from another world like my own. There, another Undead like me could materialise into my world as a phantom, to aid me in battle until the Lord of that area was defeated. Simply by touching the writing, I could feel my soul touching that of the other. I could get a glimpse of this Undead, who they were, and their abilities. At this moment, I saw a figure....dressed in the purple robes of a witch, made of both cotton and feathers. A large hat was on the head, obscuring all but her lower face, revealing the elegant cheeks and lips of a young woman. In one hand was a short wooden buckler, and in the otheDark Souls: The Four Kings of New Londo3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Look closerI am the brokenLook closer2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am the lost
I am pain
I am pleasure
I am the morning dawn
I am your tears at night
I am the prayer upon your heart
I am all your love
I am the fresh smell of the rain
I am everything you wish to know
I am the never ending darkness
I am a jigsaw puzzle
So solve me
New Personality TG I have been making gaming YouTube videos for over two years now. I put effort in and give my few fans what they want to see. I had 34 subscribers and each video received barely 20 views. I wanted to keep making content for the internet to enjoy, but was giving up on my gaming.New Personality TG8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
In hopes of finding new ways of creating more popular content, I asked my friends and family. My friends had little to say; I don't tend to get along with my classmates. I asked my siblings and cousins my age and none of them had any ideas, until I made contact with a fairly distant female cousin, Thalia. She was 3 years older than me and had a small beauty and occasional vlogging channel with nearly 3000 subscribers. I emailed her and she invited me over the following week.
She lived about 20 minutes away so I took the bus. I knocked and she hurried me inside excitedly. 'No-one's going to be around for a few hours,' She said before taking me up to her room. 'Would your parents be cool with t
The Flaming Panties TG Part 1The Society of the Eternally-Flaming PantiesThe Flaming Panties TG Part 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Abby Longbloom hadn't considered the cow.
The cow, however, gave Abby a long look and remarked, "Whooooo?"
Eyebrows raised, she waved her blue scanner around in the air. The cow chewed.
After examining the entire barn for signs of the anomaly, she had to note to herself that a cow which said 'who' instead of 'moo' probably should've been the best place to focus first. She gave herself a mental raspberry as the scanner made that tweeting sound it always made when it found something.
Abby chuckled, sized up the cow, and smiled. The cow blinked.
"Now, Miss Cow, how do you do what you do? And how do you do too?"
The cow reacted by loudly passing gas. The scanner bleated. Abby grinned and said, "There we go! It's in your abomasum. Probably why you're not making as much milk like Mr. Farmer said." Abby gave a little shake of her head. The cow swished her tail.
After some fancy manipulations of the scanner, Abby nodded and said, "Well
Dark Souls: The BeginningIt all started with a falling corpse.Dark Souls: The Beginning3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
No one knows how and why....or it's more that no one remembers how and why. All anyone knows is that it all ends for you when a certain mark grows on the back of your left hand: a circle, slightly wavy in the interior. Look at it for long enough and it will seem like it's made of a dull burning flame. But that of course, would emit the least of your despair. For the mark is the Darksign, and those branded with the accursed mark is doomed to have their bodies and minds decay, first becoming undead, when the body wastes away, and then Hollow, when the mind goes too. A sad fate, to become a walking corpse, knowing nothing of who you once were, only a faceless, voiceless madness left within.
And these poor souls, whether by family, friends or anyone with fear or prejudice, would be chained to many other of the Hollowed, like cattle and led to the Northern mountains, locked up in an Asylum to await the end of the world, or die conveniently before that.