Duality: Anakin and Obi-WanI. First ImpressionDuality: Anakin and Obi-Wan5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When he hears Obi-Wan call Qui-Gon Master, it is as if the ship has lurched beneath him; he has been terribly nowhat slaver would go through such an elaborate ruse to capture one boy, even a top racer? And he can sense the rightness, as surely as if he were beholding the wonders of the Jedi Temple already. (He is not sure what those wonders are, as mostly when he imagined Jedi they were flying or fighting, but right now the air seems as imbued with promise as with oxygen.)
So he assesses Obi-Wan again, and sees a man younger, less scarred, than Qui-Gons example had lead him to imagine Jedi to be; were he raised in Mos Espa, Anakin thought, Obi-Wan would be...what? A gambler, a farmer, a vagrant? He does not seem to fit any of those molds. On Tatooine, anyone with such...such a shy sort of politeness, paired with the authority and skill shown by the fact he carried a lightsaber, would be left alone.
Obi-Wan was waiting when Anak
KOTOR: SheKOTOR: She8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Donning his battered orange jacket and a worn pair of pants, Admiral Carth Onasi abandoned his military dedication -- and posture -- in attempt to fit in with the crowd. He'd been tracking down various information brokers and well-traveled smugglers with hopes that someone would have news of Revan. Unfortunately, due to his promise, his selection was restricted to whatever scum was stupid enough to work in whatever Republic territory he was stationed at.
In this instance, he had been recommended the services of an up-and-coming Bothan sludge news reporter who seemed to know more about the celebrities she was stalking than their own mothers. He'd reviewed the reports local authorities had filed against her and found it incredibly easy to predict what nightclub she would make her next appearance at. Driven by the desire for information and the need for a stiff drink, he found himself seated next to her at the club's strategically lit bar.
Despite the fact that her fur was dyed in a manne
The Orks of Tam'urt Chapta 4Chapta Four: WartrakkThe Orks of Tam'urt Chapta 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Say of Da Day: Dats da risk of playin scar poka. Fergritz
Due to the scarcity of parts, a lack of vehicles, and a generally lazy attitude - none of the Orks had left the forgery for the past three days. Brudz bike wasnt big enough to carry four Orks (two of which were Nobs), and the unfortunate Mek had be slogged with the task of producing something Oric and Jamz could ride on.
Oric studied the plan Brudz had drawn. Yew got ta be jokin! he snorted in disgust, yew wanna use me precious Tankabell ta make dis?
Dere aint nuthin else I cn use ta make somefin datll heft yew an Jamz big butts! Brudz argued, Me bike barely survived one big Nob!
Dis is n insult ta Tanky! Whinged Oric. I wont let yer do it.
Brudz didnt win many arguments with a Nob, but she wasnt going to lo
Her ScentHer Scent10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: Inuyasha ain't mine, dipshits.
Author's Notes: Keh, you don't wanna read this. It's just a load of crap. Go on and hit that "back button" or whatever you call it. Oi. OI, don't scroll down! Don't read it! STOP THAT!
It's warm…and it's sweet. As it blows into my nose I can't shake this weird feeling in my chest, like something's started jumpin' around. Then that feeling starts spreading all over my body…making it warm. At first I tried to make it go away, but it was damn stubborn. Now I just let it happen. S'not so bad. I got used to it. I got used to a lot of shit, thanks to her…
When I sit down and think about it, I can remember how much I used to hate it. It was so disgustingly familiar…just breathing in that odor made me want to wretch. Heh, didn't take long for that to change
The Bar In Red and BlueThe young woman made her way out onto the platform. The usually unruly audience became stunned by the beauty with short chocolate brown hair, in black and red standing confidently on the small stage. The people in the bar began quieting as the music began and as her voice rang out, the room was nearly silent. Silent; aside from a few dead-drunks shouting unintelligibly in a far corner. She had captivated her audience in a matter of moments.The Bar In Red and Blue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The young man behind the bar counter was especially drawn in. He set down the glass he had been shining in order to better focus his attention on her. Her her name was Meiko and it seemed to him that she had the most beautiful voice in the world. His dusky blue eyes stared dreamily at her and he lost himself in the song.
A man hesitantly walked up to the counter, unsure whether it was alright to disturb the young man who seemed entranced by the music Or the songstress herself. But nevertheless, he was at a bar and he wanted a
Queens Blade ch 1 - FrozenQueen's BladeQueens Blade ch 1 - Frozen11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
From the moment you were born in this world, your role has already been decided. As well as the one who protects and the one who is going to be protected. Imperial Force's Commander!Anna. Elsanna
A/n: Well, I read Queen's Blade Hide and Seek, and I thought... the sisters' relationship is quite the same. ... somehow. No, it won't be like Queen's Blade, so no worries. XD
And yes, I'm aware that I should be doing my other fanfic instead of making a new one, buuuuut... Anyway.
Disclaimer: I don't own Frozen and Queen's Blade
Special Thanks: exDerelict for beta-ing!
Chapter 1: Prologue : It's predetermined
"What is it, Daddy?" Five-years-old Anna asked, clutching her precious Elsa and Anna dolls.
"Do you love Elsa?" The king of Arendelle asked. He smiled at her, but his smile much like all his smiles, never once reach his hardened eyes.
Anna blinked at this u
Jedi and the Scoundrel - Ch. 1 What was I thinking?Jedi and the Scoundrel - Ch. 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Atton couldn't believe he had told her about his past. But when she confronted him on Nar Shadaa about Atton' not being his real name, he had been caught off guard. And he was never caught off guard. And when she pressed him for details, he just couldn't stop himself from telling her everything. He had been so angry. With her, for making him confess it all. With himself, for worrying over how she was taking it.
He had assumed she was ok with everything. Well, as ok as someone can be when they find that someone they've been travelling with is a murderer. But he couldn't be sure. She was just so hard to read! She never seemed to let her emotions show. Oh, she was definitely capable of empathy and compassion. But she did all her good deeds lik
The Bar In Red and Blue pt. 10He timidly knocked on her bedroom door a few times. "Meiko!" he called out. Upon hearing no reply, he was beginning to worry and quietly let himself in, carefully stepping around piles of clothes laying on the floor.The Bar In Red and Blue pt. 102 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Meiko… are you okay?" he asked the young woman still asleep in her bed.
Morning light crept in through the gap in her curtains, but other than that, the room was dark. She groaned softly, turning over in her bed. Normally, Meiko was up and ready for work before him, and the fact that she had slept in made him uneasy.
Kaito walked over to her. "You're sick aren't you?" he asked, rushing over to her side and placing a gentle hand on her forehead.
She looked up at him, her chocolate eyes teary and her cheeks flushed. "I'm dying..." She exaggerated, placing her hand over her eyes, either to shield herself from the blinding light, or the excruciating amount of sweetness that seemed to be coming from her blue haired friend's gaze.
He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm sorry, M
An End Once and For All (Indocrintation/Destroy) 1Her head was throbbing. An Immensely painful pounding fighting the confines of her skull as if it sought escape. Her blood rushed in her ears and she pressed her gloved fingers to her temples and squeezed her eyes shut again, massaging her head to keep the pain from dominating her. No matter what she did however, Commander Lorraine Shepard couldn't get his voice out of her head. It was still there, whispering the same things to the darkest recesses of her mind...over and over and over... it was echoing through her skull, ricocheting through her mind and preying upon her thoughts. It was manipulating her, and it rung with a sincerity that struck more fear in her heart than what they were about to do.An End Once and For All (Indocrintation/Destroy) 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
You do not yet comprehend your place in things, Shepard.
"What's that, Commander?"
Lorraine lifted her head, her eyes snapping open and locking on the person seated across from her, Kaidan, who had spoken. She didn't answer for a moment, her mind taking a moment to refocus oh her s
Cruelty Of 10After rolling around for two hours, one simply finds out that they can’t sleep; so instead I get up and walk to the closet and stare at my reflection, my skin looks pale, my hair is a rats nest (and trust me, I’ve seen plenty so I know) and my eyes look wild; I don’t look anything like someone any sponsor would like, they like BCP: beauty, charisma and popularity, I had none.Cruelty Of 102 years ago in Drama More Like This
Charisma? Definitely not, charisma requires talking and for talking you need two necessities: something to talk about and someone to talk to; again I had none, what would I talk about? Hunting? No. ways of sneaking around? No. gossip and girly crushes? I’d rather die first.
Even if I had something to talk about, who would I tell it to? I had no friends, Slade would always come home late, most of the people that I had actually talked to more than ten minutes were all at least forty years older than me, plus as much as I liked Avis, I didn’t see him more than a few hours a day; we woke
The Bar In Red and Blue pt. 7Meiko sat in the small homey restaurant, her face resting on her palms pensively, and her friends sitting in the chairs facing her. She was distraught about what Kaito had done, or rather, the fact that she had let him.The Bar In Red and Blue pt. 72 years ago in Romance More Like This
"So, what's up?!" Lola began, eager to hear whatever news or gossip Meiko had to share.
"Now, don't rush her." Miriam interjected in her quietly stern manner.
Meiko's eyebrows creased in concentration, her chocolate eyes revealing her confusion. She didn't know exactly where to start, she had never been good with words. Or feelings. And what she wanted to discuss required both.
She started uncertainly after a few moments of silence, "Well you guys know how Kaito-"
"Worships the ground you walk on?" Lola added, abruptly finishing Meiko's sentence.
" No! No, I was not going to say that!" Meiko placed a hand on her forehead. "And he does not!" She added uncertainly.
"I'll go and get us some drinks." Miriam got up from the table a wise, knowing smile on her lips, as th
Mass Effect 3: Die for the Cause"Primarch Victus, fleet wide comm channel open," said the Indefatigable's communication's officer.Mass Effect 3: Die for the Cause3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Thank you. This is Primarch Victus to all ships. Some have described the liberation of Palaven as a miracle. It was nothing of the sort. It was the inevitable result of our alliance with the Krogan. Once bitter enemies, together we threw off the enemy from our sacred soil. Together we drove back those who sought to destroy us. Now we stand poised to join every sentient race in the galaxy in an attack on the Reaper's main force. Together we will go to Earth and defeat the dreaded enemy.
Earth, the home world of humanity. Once our enemy, our rival, our competitor in the galactic stage. We first met on the battlefield, then on the conference table. Over time we wearily eyed each other even as we tried to understand each other. Then Saren, a turian Spectre, one of our own, betrayed the Council and sided with the Reapers. On the Citadel the galaxy witness what h
SW: PersuasionSenator Amidala walked through the sparsely occupied hallways of the Senate Building, head held high and features impassive. To her great relief, no one approached her with afterthought comments or lingering concerns they had regarding the Council meeting that had recently been adjourned. She was virtually absolute in her belief that any reminder of what she would immediately name one of the most infuriating debates she had ever participated in would set her on edge. All Padmé desired was to forget about the frustrating ordeal entirely.SW: Persuasion4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had begun like any other Senate session, and had finished like most of them as well. In fact, it had been remarkably similar to at least two other she could name off the top of her head in addition to that. Perhaps it was just in her mind. But more likely it was the repetition that bothered her. The fact that their system had fallen into a continuous loop that she could
Introducing: Groff.Introducing: Groff.2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Scientist. Musician. Batarian.
Groff... Er, if you're waiting for more, don't, it's just Groff. Y'know, like Cher, or Madonna. Not that I'm into them or anything, their music I mean. Bit too much pop for me.
38 going on 28.
Batarian, for my sins.
Gender (if applicable):
Job, usual activities, and/or talents:
I used to be a Bio/transplant researcher in my day job. I also played bass guitar in a band, although I prefer playing my human style acoustic. Now I work on the Normandy. My work is classified but it got leaked in the book Resolution, y'know the one about Shepard and the Normandy after the war? I've been told it will be de-classified for Resolution 2, but I think I better keep my trap shut until then.
Music and Earth history. I find humans fascinating, not in a creepy way though. My favourite type of music is Earth rock/punk from I guess around the 1960's to the early 2000's. Apart from the 1980's, I mea
The Truth Unmasked Part 1The Truth Unmasked Part 13 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
A pair of liquid silver eyes blinked slowly, taking in the scene before them with interest and otherworldly detachment.
The voice was soft, as it always was, despite the gruff sound it had. She felt her heart beat faster, her eyes unable to focus on a single thing, everything was moving so fast. There were so many lives counting on her, so many people who looked to her for guidance, and once more, she took the place as leader on the field of battle. She looked around at the faces looking up at her, Carth Onasi, Bastila Shan, Canderous Ordo, Mission Vao, Zaalbar, Juhani, Jolee Bindo, the faithful droids HK-47 and T3-M4.
And now, two new faces joined their circle. One belonging to a woman she had never expected to see again in her entire life. It was Breena, standing there, in the flesh, those silvery blue eyes gazing up at her with same loyalty they had held when she had decided to march them off to war. They were both different people entirely now, but she suspected Breena's
Loss of ControlJagged Fel rushed to unstrap himself from his sim seat. He had just taken out the last Rogue and wanted to see who it was. It wasn't Rogue Lead, Darklghter was the second to last Rogue to get killed. Darklighter flew with an obvious style; decades of experience coupled with a hard grace. No, the last Rogue seemed fairly inexperienced. Whoever he was, he flew with an astounding amount of raw talent. What's more, he learned quickly and could make his X-wing dance. With a little more experience, he could even shoot me down. That Rogue had won Jagged's respect from flying alone, which was a difficult thing to do. No one else had managed it.Loss of Control6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Climbing out of his sim, Jagged scanned the area for the distinctive orange flight suits. There was one leaning against the wall by the exit, a lanky blond woman who appeared to be waiting for someone. She appeared to have been out of the sim for a while, her hair no longer damp with sweat. She glanced over towards him and with
RF 1 Meet ZoeRF 1 Meet Zoe4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
150 Things Not To Do At Hogwarts
By: Avalon R.
I do not own Hogwarts or any Harry Potter Characters, I own Zoё and Marissa and most of the plot
Random Filler #1: Meet Zoё
Born on a lovely morning, on February 14th at nine in the morning on the dot, was the happy little girl Zoё Mead. She didn't scream nor fuss, instead, Zoё giggled.
Zoё Mead was like any typical eleven year old in the small village of Cotswold. She lived on a farm, she played with the other children and went to school with them. Though Zoё came from a strange family, consisting of Flower Power Hippy parents who were oblivious to the ways of the world and three older sisters who had strange jobs like Circus acrobats, Zoё was only mildly odd.
Zoё, of course, picked up some weird quirks from her family. Zoё loved animals, and though that in itself wasn't weird, the fact that she collected animals like they were stamps was. Zoё had a zoo, an entire whole
Mass Effect: PicturesPicturesMass Effect: Pictures5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Before The Events on Horizon
"Hey! Don't tell me how to do my job!"
Commander Shist Shepard rolled his eyes at the sound of yelling, once again on his way to settle a dispute in the cockpit. "Joker!" he called once within five feet of the pilot. "It's not worth your time to argue with the AI."
Joker straightened his cap with a frown. "EDI locked down the speeds! Come on, I want to put the Normandy through her paces!"
"Traveling at unsafe speeds is a danger not only to you, Mr. Moreau, but to every crew member of the Normandy," the ship's AI explained. "My actions are merely safety protocol."
Shepard smiled. "The original Normandy crew wouldn't have had a problem with it, Joker. But Cerberus crew is different. We have to play nice."
Joker hung his head. "Dang. I miss them, Commander."
"You didn't seem too excited when we brought Garrus aboard," Shepard pointed out. "Well, yeah. He wasn't exactly the most pleasant of our crew."
"Then who was?"
Joker frowned, obvio
The Five Hundred Worlds of UltramarFive Hundred Worlds of UltramarThe Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Macragge Konor Prandium Calth Espandor
Iax Quintarn Tarentus Masali Talassar
Parmenio Firestorm Gathis II Newfound Lorin Alpha
Mancora Ithaka Vilamus Honourum Orpheus Prime
Cyclades Epsilon Cyclades Kappa Armato Sabatin
Dark Effect 1 - chapter 8Dark Effect 1 - chapter 82 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Title: Dark Effect 1 - chapter 8
Author: written and translated by Servala, corrected by InuDran
Game: Mass Effect
characters: Liara T´Soni, Aria T´Loak, Jane Shepard, Tali´Zorah
Disclaimer: Mass Effect and its assets belong to Electronic Arts and BioWare.
No copyright infringement intended.
a mirror universe FanFiction based upon the Mass Effect Universe
Liara was trembling with enthusiasm in her small lab and the excitement ran through her in waves as she tried to calm her breathing. The human was so easy to control. She winked with her eyelashes and the Commander leaped for her and did everything she wanted to do her. Liara had offered her to interpret the visions for the cryptanalyst given by Shiala.
Shepard had immediately agreed and Liara had their brains connected with each other. These impressions, she trembled again as she thought of them. It was amazing.
She would like to take Shepard back to her base for investigations and never let her go. The human seemed to have a s
Shadowrun: On The Hunt 2Shadowrun: On The HuntShadowrun: On The Hunt 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Of course, anyone who truly knew me wouldnt ask that question.
Jonathan Jonah Johnson was a good, honest person, widower, semi-retired. Not to mention independently wealthy from having his company bought out, and investments since then. Thats the official record. The reality of my situation is much darker, more sinister.
In the Light, I am Jon Johnson. In the Shadows, Im Mister Johnson. The nom de plume used to hire people that dont exist, to do jobs that never happen, and pay with money that doesnt show up on any ledgers. The paymaster to Shadowrunners, the common term for those people that live outside the system, to perform the tasks that spies once did for anyone that has the cash. If you want to use the street name given to me years ago, however, its Money. Partly because I had it, but more because I was