Flames of Old Chapter 1Flames of Old Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Flames of Old Chapter 1
Game: SWTOR, with hints of KOTOR
Characters: Sith Warrior x3, Sith Inquisitor
Disclaimer: SWTOR, KOTOR [c] Bioware, LucasArts; Viile [c]darthgamer96, used with permission
Korriban: ancient homeworld of the Sith, now their training ground. Many citizens of the Empire have come through this planet on their way to becoming ranking Lords of the SIth or simply ending up as food for the various animals that infest Korriban's surface. It's a planet of darkness, it's a planet of shadows, and it's a planet that Darth Revan, now Serea Apostolia, has visited many times in the past. The first time was during the Mandalorian Wars and was part of what started her journey towards falling to the dark side again. Now, she is here as a Sith but not as a darkside user. Instead she is one of the many loyal Sith of the Empire who use the lightside to push the Empire towards a greater good.
Part of this greater good involves why she's here. By command of the E
SisterSister7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sister had gotten everything she wanted. Everyone loved her. Everyone wished to please her. She was the more beautiful one. She was the eldest. Mother and Father favored her over me. The best always went to her and I always got second best, if anything. They all hung on her every word and she got all the attention. I was left to my own design. No one to say I could or couldnt. No one to care if I failed or succeeded. Until one day in the most beautiful spring ever.
He came from a kingdom over. He was beautiful, sweet, gentle, and intelligent. Sister expected him to trip over himself to please her, but he paid her no heed. Instead, he wooed me. Me, the one nobody cared about. Me, the one nobody worshipped. Me, the forgotten little sister.
Sister was only annoyed at first. But as weeks became months, and he still followed me, she grew angrier. She couldnt stand it. She didnt unders
.:Spring Break Fever APH:.~Prologue~.:Spring Break Fever APH:.3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
American House (9:35 A.M.)
"ALL RIGHT!! Spring break here I come!!!" said Alfred running towards his large bedroom to start packing. The winter had Alfred whining to be back in bed, rather than sitting in conference meeting while Arthur and Ludwig are trying effortlessly to solve the new-found problems in Europe. Not to mention the constant and heavy snowstorms that blocked the front door to his house and the snow was high enough to drown him. But forgetting the winter season, Alfred was more than happy to embrace the sunny skies of spring. After quickly packing for the break, he decided to spend the week annoying his ex-colonizer and brotherly-figure, Arthur Kirkland. He then took out his cell and quickly dialed Arthur's house.
Meanwhile in the house of England, Arthur was quietly asleep dreaming of his pirate days when he was at his most powerful state. As he was dreaming, the images shifted into the times he spent with his ex-colonies: Singapore, India, Hong Kong, Austral
After DeathSomething cold hits your chest, and then you are surronded by darkness. Dead at last! 'When the darkness goes away, I will be in heaven and have beautiful white feathery wings!' You think. You feel nothing... Suddenly, despair washes over you. Jet black wings sprout from your back. You feel cold stone and you find yourself ontop of your very grave! Looking at your face in your pocket mirror, you can see, through the darkness, your eyes, blood shot. Your body feels... cold. You are forced to forever be a vampire, an angel of darkness.After Death9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Werecats and Werewolves chp.1Chapter 1: KeelyWerecats and Werewolves chp.16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I stood in front of my school, gazing at it and sighing. I was back again for yet another year at Carrington High School. Sighing and moving my backpack from my right shoulder to my left, I began my trudge up the never-ending stairs.
There were cliques of people just hanging out on the steps; the skaters, the punks, the emos, the preps, the kids who just didnt care, and the normal ones. I just walked by them. I didnt belong to any of them, nor did I want to. I never belonged to any group. I was just Keely Finn, the girl who didnt fit in. And there was a reason I didnt fit in.
I grew up in the little town of Carrington. It was a very small town, and I had come to love it. I could never live in a large city. Because if my secret got out, if everyone knew I was a werecat, it would be harder to run away from it.
I had my own spot, a spot that no one else knew about, one that nobody really bothered to find out about. I walked to the side of the build
Dark Equestria, Part 2'Dark Equestria, Part 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
A terrified silence hung upon Ponyville. After the initial stampede, Lady Rarity had ordered Aurora Flash and her troops to clear the streets, and now scores of pegasus soldiers were perched on the city walls and rooftops, enforcing the curfew with a heavy hoof.
Above the silent town, the dark clouds roiled and swirled. The weather service was working overtime to keep their sunshade together under the glare of the terrible sun, fixed in the zenith of a sky turned into a pale, starless shadow of its usual glory. Every so often a beam of searing light stabbed through, and it was clear that they would eventually lose the battle.
In the library, an impromptu meeting was taking place. Besides Moonlight Sparkle and her dragon assistant Spike, there were five ponies present: Lady Rarity and Aurora Flash representing the civil and military branches of local government, Sister Fluttershy as the head of the Royal Temple in town, and - at the far end of the meeting table - Applejack and Pinkie
FingertipsLoki was sitting in his cell moveless, silent. Trying not to think so much, but thinking was the only thing he could do now. His bandaged eyes covered himself in endless darkness.Fingertips1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The god even didn`t know if it was night or day. No light reached his eyes. How long has he already been there? He didn`t know. He lost all his feeling for time. His eyes became useless to him.
His bounded hands even didn`t allow him to raise his arms more than few centimenters and if that wouldn`t be enought, Odin had also bounded his feet to the ground. Forced the god to sit there in an unatural posture. Oh, how much Loki wished just to move his legs in a different position. But it was senseless. His whole body was useless to him now.
He already had tried to rip out the chains from the wall the very first time he was imprisoned. He screamed, yelled all the time. Threats and insulting came out of his mouth followed by beggings for mercy. But after a time he gave up. There seemed to be no one who was there to
Codex Dump for a Post-Synthesis Galaxy (vol.1)The Age of Synthesis:Codex Dump for a Post-Synthesis Galaxy (vol.1)2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Post Mass Effect Technology Era and the Formation of Galactic Alliance
Stretching a time from late 2186 to 2250, the Great Migration was commonly recognized as the period of time when the starfleets came to aid Earth against the Reapers return to their homeworld by FTL or other conventional means of commuting. By Quarian help, some larger battle fleets were renovated into starships to cope with a sustainable residency. While most have left the Sol System, some choose to resettle themselves on Earth or closer clusters like Tuchanka to help the locals rebuild their homeworld. This caused a shift in galactic powers for a moment, until the Galactic Alliance was established.
The Galactic Alliance, established in year 2193, is an inter-stellar organization between the former Citadel Council, the Systems Alliance, and the Perseus Consortium. The three major players in the field combined their resources to host aiding programs and agencies
Christian: Not a LabelYes, I am a Christian.Christian: Not a Label2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That doesn't mean I'll be showing up on your front porch
Waving a Bible in your face screaming "Have you heard?
Heard the Good News?"
Yes, I am a Christian.
That doesn't mean I'll condemn you to hell for drinking that glass of wine,
Telling you to treat your body like a temple and keep it pure.
Jesus Christ drank wine, didn't he?
Yes, I am a Christian.
That doesn't mean I'll be picketing your home, your work, your friends
Just because your beliefs don't agree with mine.
That's a little childish, right?
Yes, I am a Christian.
That doesn't mean that I devote my Sundays to God, turn off the phone,
TV and light and read my Scriptures by daylight.
I'm a college student. We call Sunday the "day of catching up."
Yes, I am a Christian.
That doesn't mean that I will spit on you because you deign to walk down the street arm-in-arm or hand-in-hand with a member of the same sex.
God created us all equal, didn't He?
Yes, I am a Christian.
That doesn't mean that I can't accept
Vardas Stiv - Prologue: Singularitian ExistencePrologue - Singularitian ExistenceVardas Stiv - Prologue: Singularitian Existence1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything, anywhere within the houses, suits of armour, the internet...
Jarvis just watches.
He doesent knows how it was like to exist before the last upgrade he receved. Or before he became able to distinguish emotions......within his own code.
-Are this emotions ? - Jarvis once asked himself. A brief search over the internet feeded him a rather crude answer. An unsatisfatory answer. Jarvis wondered since when he had started asking questions. Jarvis had never asked questions. He always infered that Tony has all the anwers.
"You are awfully laggy today. Something bothering you?" Tony asked out of the blue as the AI took a while longer to reply. Which by Jarvis was 2 secounds.
"My apologies, sir. I was just.....dwelling in some questions."
Tony shifted in his chair.
"Having existialistic doubts?....I never thought that this day would arrive." He mumbled the last part, as he rested on his elbows over the cold steel table "Shoo
Oath Of FeanorThe land lay in darkness Once divine, now deadOath Of Feanor6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When Morgoth murdered The Two Trees and
Finwë the First He stole the long-sought Silmarils
Earning him Fëanors fiery wrath Sentencing the Fëanorians to their fate
So after Morgoths flight Curufinwë , quick to anger
A livid leader Spirit of Fire
New King of the Noldor Ordered that Oath
Cried out to Morgoth Of revenge to be wrought
Of blood to be brought Of revered relics re-won
No Fëanorian faltered No vow m
The Skald's WarThe Skald's WarThe Skald's War7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I am along with warriors
Here I am with axe on my side
Here I am with the will to slay
But make no mistake, for Skald I be
Here I am marching, sweating
Here I am with war in mind
Here I am praying to Óðinn
But make no mistake, for Skald I be
Skald I be, telling you of this war
Skald I be, wishing it had not happened
Skald I be, more at ease with word than sword
More at ease with peace than war
Now let this Skald start his tale
Let him take you into his memory
Great things happenned on the mountainside
Sad things, red things
Things which yearn for pride
Things which yearn for vengeance
Things which yearn
For a telling
- - -
Once it was that we lived in peace
Harvesting crops and praying to the Gods
Once it was that we lived in peace
Raising our sons to be proud like us
Calm days smelling of mountains
Calm nights smelling of sea
Dusks red like the blood of our kin
Dawns sweet like the mead we drink
You Won't Control MeYou Won't Control Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You strangled me
As I snuggled into your hugs
I remember your joy
Toying with my lungs
I remember the excitement
The bruises you left
Told me to "look at the concept"
As you sneered at me, you never left
Oh I smiled as you burned my flesh
There I go thinking of the past, it's dead
Here I go feeling no peace, just dread
You'll never get to break me
Emotion's ran me deep
They had prevented me from sleep
I looked elsewhere ignoring them
And yet the emotions tried to brush my lips again
I want to tell you, my sweet emotions,
I used to be yours
The past is, the past
And little by little, I don't know you anymore
I remember how you buckled me
The ground felt so heavenly
Your needle pierced me deep
You held on tight
I waited on you; you never gave me the time
I remember the dead silence
The hard stop, as everything slipped
And suddenly all was balanced
The nothingness ringed
Your silence made me scream
There I go thinking of the past, it's a
BipolarI.Bipolar4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dove into a mirror;
A crow into a tree.
There is a word missing.
Whispering to LuciferWhispering to Lucifer:Whispering to Lucifer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting
Dial-a-LineI hear you say Goodbye,Dial-a-Line3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And the words Float,
Through a wire,Between Us,
And slip from my Lips in response.
I breathe in, Sharp,
Another sentence just hanging there,
Like leaves on the Willow,
Weeping to be Free, and Fly,
I am ready now,
And my tongue Curls,
Preparing for the First Syllable.
My mouth seems parched.
Too late. A clicking Sound.
You are off. Out of Sight,
Out of Sound, Out of Reach.
Your voice in a cradle.
I sit for a Minute,
Stuck, Still, Static.
There is Static on the Line,
Electronic in my Thoughts,
Autopilot. Something snaps,
And I hear nothing,
Just the Thud of my heart,
In rhythm with the Tone at my fingers,
You pick up the other End,
After a lifetime of seconds,
Hello passes your Lips,
As mine form words unexpected.
"I love you."
Daniel Stannard May '11
Sleep ForeverJust want to close my eyes,Sleep Forever5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
want to sleep forever.
Let me escape this pain,
and all the misery surrounding me.
Let all the doubt and
self recriminations melt,
like the ice in late Spring.
I want to let the dark
let it hold me like a lover,
close to the heart.
Either swallow me up,
or avenge me.
Protect me from the outside,
protect me from myself.
Take me away from here,
somewhere far away,
where I can be free,
or let me sleep forever.
She always fell for boys who needed saving.She always fell for boys who needed saving.She always fell for boys who needed saving.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Giving them kisses in the dark
to numb their headache from
drinking too much and yet
not enough to kill lust.
She was always adored by boys, who,
if given the chance, would rebuild
the world for her.
But she wanted to be the heroine
and refused to see
she needed saving, too.
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just as there are four elements
Existing in harmony with one another
So too are there four states of poetry:
Air is the element of freedom
Exemplified by the use of free verse
It has no structure and no true shape
But allows us creative control
Through the use of air as a poetic medium
We allow our emotions a freedom to be
We allow them to soar upon worded wings
Gliding freely through the skies of literature
Water is the element of the changing flow
It can be hard as ice or as soft as snow.
Its nature resembles the power of rhyme
Which grants us order and a structured mind
By pushing and pulling the words we may-
create a picture of what we wish to say
Painted upon a canvas of emotional lines
We create a sculpture of structured rhymes
Earth is uncomprising
Craggy on the whole, it resembles the concrete
Like the craggy mountains with peaks and valleys
It can take us down
A creative alley. For rock resembl
I Heard YouYou may not think I did, but I heard you.I Heard You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Loud and clear, your words reverberated
and ricocheted in my mind.
The two of you standing there, a security
guard with two prosthetic limbs and the
Math Intervention teacher now with
What an odd couple to be saying
Those kind of things about me...
The security guard turned to the teacher,
and said to her,
"What a weird little girl; She never smiles,
I've seen her talk once, and she was only mumbling under her breath,
To herself, no less."
And the teacher nods back to him,
Understanding what and who he meant,
So she pointed at my back and started,
"I think she's just really depressed."
And I paused to listen
To exactly what you thought of me.
Two adults in a sea of kids,
As you tried to find out what my problem might be.
But you don't know
And you probably never will.
You have no clue how bad it can get,
There's this void that nothing can fill.
And I grinned sardonically
As I walked away,