Future HistoryFuture History4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
20th Century AD
Man ventures into space and visits the Earth's Moon.
Various exploration vessels are sent to planets within Earth's Solar System.
The Sky Union is formed and with it the foundation of modern temporal science.
The first Tier (human genetically engineered to be smarter) is born.
The first Tier engineers the second generation of Tiers.
Cycles of mistrust, conflict and war ravage humanity as the full impact of Tiers to society is realised.
Majority of African and South American continent along with low lying landmasses now inhabitable as Green land ice sheet disappears.
Average human creativity, memory, problem solving ability, empathy and data processing continue rise exponentially as a result of ever improving technology and Tier-Human interbreeding
Rare Earth metals r
My DarknessMy Darkness2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My world was small.
I was alone.
No one to call my own.
My heart has been broken.
It has been destroyed.
I felt used, abused, and incomplete.
I had no one.
But in my lonely, painful world of light,
which was too bright,
A darkness fell.
It brought the light down and I liked it.
I sought out the source.
A boy lonely as me.
He felt my pain.
He told me I brought light to him.
I said he brought darkness to me.
We knew it was meant to be.
And now I sit upon a throne of light, lonely no longer.
No more pain.
I have you, my king of darkness, my love.
You make me complete.
Achilles HeelAchilles Heel3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sion glowed even in darkness.
It wasn't about the snowy white hair or the blazing crimson eyes that were now hidden under his eyelids as he slept. During daytime, every time he stepped out of the shadows, sunlight seemed to embrace him with an affectionate fondness. As if it loved him. Even at night, when there was no sun or even without the luster of the moon bathing the wasteland with its rays, Sion always seemed to glow against the pitch-black background. Nezumi could observe this, but he could not explain it. It was just one of the things that was to remain inexplicable and a mystery as long as he lived.
Still, Nezumi couldn't help but wonder as he watched him sleep next to him and as he felt the heat radiating from his limp body from under the blanket. How could he look so peaceful? How could he still glow even as he slept? Nezumi was used to watching him sleep like this, but it baffled him each time. Especially at times like this when he felt like he could give away
Plagues, Servants of Death ((Prologue))Plagues, Servants of Death ((Prologue))2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Servants of Death
Little Red Riding HoodLittle Red Riding HoodLittle Red Riding Hood10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time there was a lovely young woman who wore a lovely red hood, she lived in a small village with her mother and father.... But one day, they passed away and she had to go live with her grandmother, who would force her to marry her Cousin, the woodsman.
On her way to Grandmother's house, she began to cry... And from deep inside the woods, a wolf could hear her tears. He knew such pain, for the village feared him and forced him into the woods. So, from the woods he called out to her.
"Little Red Riding Hood, why do you cry?" The wolf said.
Little Red knew not where the voice had come from... She only knew that the voice, for some reason, gave her comfort. "I cry because my parrents just died, and now I must live with my grandmother whom I do not like, and marry a man whom I do not love."
The wolf was pained by her confession, the loss of familly and the forced new future. "I am sorry, Little Red Riding Hood."
The girl stopped crying and gav
The ElfShe stands wooden, leafy boughs raised in worship of the sunThe Elf2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
- her tumble of sweet-scented petals caressed by scarlet butterflies
and rustles in a whispered ecstasy as she shivers in the forest's breath.
She stands and is loved by the light as it kisses her leaves.
All around her, grass and shadows sway in time
to her unspoken, unsung but not unheard melodies.
Silence broken she has spoken in a first-cry melody.
Crackling, curling branches part and bare a tiny face to the sun.
That soft little face that cries to the air the start of a time, a life-time.
With a tiny call that frightens away the placid butterflies,
gentle fingers push away the last of a sheltering womb of leaves
and the old, musty forest shares its breath.
The tree-daughter is on her feet almost before she catches her breath
and when she does she fills the forest with much sweeter melodies.
Her eyes are sunflowers, her hair is morning mist as it rests upon the leaves.
She rests upon a branch a
PT5: I SURVIVED.PT5: I SURVIVED.2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Something wasn't right about her.
I narrowed my eyes at the girl at the door. "What's your name?" I pretended to be happy at the prospect of a new neighbor. The girl smiled happily, swinging back and forth. She appeared to be pretty energetic.
"My name is Cassie, nice to meet you." She put her hand out with a smile on her face. I hesitantly reached out, my hand clammy and shaky. No doubt I was in shock right now. My brother was gone and now I was next. Of course I was in shock. After what seemed like minutes, I grabbed her hand and shook it. I took my hand away, my breath was jittery.
"What's wrong?" Cassie asked.
"Nothing. Family issues. Don't worry about it." I said. "I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"Alright! Bye!" Cassie said as I shut the door.
I was numb. I didn't know what to do right now. Who was that girl? Why didn't she feel right when she was around? What was it? Paranoia was taking over my mind. I scratched the back of my head, sighing. I had to calm down. I sat down o
Tales of Vesperia Fanfic Ch.4Tales of Vesperia Fanfic Ch.42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4: P-Prepare to die Eggbear!
"Yuri..?" Estelle asked, her voice faltering along with her confidence. He paused in his trek, glancing back at her curiously. They were probably about halfway through the cursed woods (a detour suggested by a guild member they met in Deidon Hold), and had hopefully made a decent dent in their journey to Halure. "That girl," She continued, referring to Lithiri, who was breathing steadily in her sleep on Sona's back. ", who is she? Do you two know each other?"
"Yeah." He began. "She's a friend I met a few years ago. We ended up in the same jail cell back at the castle."
"So, she'll be joining us? Is she helping you look for the blastia?"
"You got the right idea."
"I see..." Estelle couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. She'd been around this girl for almost two days now and she still didn't know her name... Asking Yuri just seemed a little strange and she really didn't want to do that. Of course if she'd had the chance she would have properly
A+Pyou bare your muscles,A+P2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
threaded in tight knots, bundled
but beautiful, yours
like those fibrous eyes,
irises in maple coils
unwinding me, as
a glance inside your lovely
skin, bones, nerves, I'd like
to press your pleasure
points, to scrape against your thighs,
my fingers trembling,
the dimples on your
shoulders, enzymes, waiting for
an induced fit, mine,
thumbs brushing your hips,
lips lain softly twixt your veins,
a complex of us,
your latticed, protein-
laden pulchritude, pleated,
folded into sheets,
await just one touch.
Codex Dump for a Post-Synthesis Galaxy (vol.1)The Age of Synthesis:Codex Dump for a Post-Synthesis Galaxy (vol.1)3 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
Distance Chap. 3Distance Chap. 32 years ago in Romance More Like This
That morning, I got up very early and took a quick shower to start fresh the day.
As usual, I went to the children's room to wake them up and then headed to the kitchen to make some breakfast.
After the breakfast, I put the dishes in the sink and went upstairs to help the children to get ready for school. Denzel was old enough to prepare himself for school, so I helped Marlene instead.
After I said goodbye to the children, I headed back inside to start to do the housework.
It was a lovely day in Seventh Heaven and for some reason I was in a very good mood, so I took the day off and went to make a few errands before opening the bar.
It was almost time to open the bar, so I speeded up on Fenrir to get there on time. I was so eager to see their faces when they realized that I was back. I specially wanted to surprise Tifa, but I knew I had to be cautious, so I stopped a few blocks away and pushed Fenrir all the way to the bar.
Fear and FaithBlackest matter pervading my head,Fear and Faith2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
seizing my limbs as I'm facing the dark,
thoughts unwanted, unheard and unsaid,
discarding thy redemptive salvaging spark.
Shreds of light stroking my mind,
creating a glance into heavenly place,
my childish self, so naive and blind,
thou enlighten for me oh to embrace.
It's the infinite dance, the unending fight,
a game to be lost by the vines of time,
one leads to sorrow, the other to light,
thou are the only to toll the ransoming chime.
Delires OrgasmiquesDéchire la nuit noire, attise les enviesDelires Orgasmiques8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Au feu de mes dix doigts, à l'ombre des chandelles
Et caresse sans fin, frissonne à tire d'ailes
Tue les désirs sans fond, puise l'inassouvi
Fait jaillir l'ineffable, et les démons enfouis,
En gerbes décidées, en longs hurlement rauques,
Pour qu'au bout de mon bras sous la lumière glauque,
Tu deviennes amante ! Ô délires inouïs !
Puis laisse enfin mon corps transi et épuisé
Gésir enfin, ici, sous les draps de satin ;
Laisse moi reposer ainsi jusqu'au matin,
Seul, et là près du lit, un verre, alcoolisé…
New Demi-Girls- TeaserNew Demi-Girls- Teaser6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Tabitha Gwendolyn Muerte- A young British girl of Israeli descent, the daughter of Macaria the goddess of blessed death and a coroner who immigrated to London twenty years ago. Tabitha is a shy and socially unpracticed girl who spends most of her time locked up in the dark second story of her apartment reading old english novels. She rarely ever leaves home unless its to get new books or buy takeout. She is cursed due to her lineage if she touches a person their lifespan decreases, the longer the touch the shorter the life. Because of this Tabitha is a afraid to be around people.
Aurora Grace Larkson- The demi-titan daughter of Eos. She’s known for her beauty and grace, but not much else. She’s the pretty wall-flower who fades into the scenery, but not for long.
Charlie Jade Procella- A daughter of Orythia, goddess of the mountain winds. She is from Maine. She is a state champion kick boxer which might be due to her secret aerokinesis. She has a pet ferret and dyed bl
1- I Blow Up the Ice Cream Woman1- I Blow Up the Ice Cream Woman3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1 I Blow Up the Ice Cream Woman
I took a deep breath and pulled down the door handle. Maybe this year would be different, maybe I wouldn't be expelled for the seventh time in eight years; maybe I could break a personal record. Not likely, but maybe. Never really fitting in didn't help the fact, but this year I wouldn't need friends; my step-dad had said if you make it past sixth and seventh then maybe life will be easy. I think he meant grades in school, but he never really specified.
I shoved open the door; my first look at the classroom ruining my hopes for all of those maybes.
I hoped I had walked into the wrong classroom, maybe it was a sixth grade room, because it looked more like a kindergarten classroom. Picture-books lined the shelves and pretty little pastel flower cutouts grew from the window sill. The desks made little clusters on the rainbow carpet floor. It looked like a unicorn had puked up on the place. Seriously, there was even a toy bin. I was just about to t
VoyageWith one breath heVoyage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Inhaled the world
And with another he lost it.
The sky fell into the sea with no regret
One after another, we grew into our feet
He carried me in the crook of his arm
And I folded myself inside out
But he didn't notice, though
Neither did I.
We once slept with our eyes shut tight
Now, all he sees in his waking state is dreams
And I close the shutters to find reality.
HunterHunter6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know your way, Love
Running the heartbeat
The song of blood
One final time
Before the offering to life
Fight for it
Blood spilt in desperation
Moments I hold you
Licking our wounds like wolves
Heated breath upon breath
As we again surrender to life
Sanctuary and enemy
The blaze of your eyes
The mother of the land
The father of the hunt
Lover and traitor
Our house is the greenness of spring
The pleasure of summer
Gifts of autumn
The cold dead of winter
And in me
All paths lead to you
+-Life-++-Life-+3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does life have a meaning?
really be a reason to go through this?
Is the same day, with the same people hating you, something to value?
really someone out to help me?
A single answer.
The answer is
Life is a struggle,
but without it would we be able to know ourselves?
will hate you,
and hurt you,
and stab you in the back.
that, you wouldn't know who is a true friend.
important because we are-
There are those
who help without you even knowing it.
you hate can help.
know who to be,
Who to not be,
you are perfect in your own way.
something to to
Left 4 Dead: Bleeding to DeathThunder in the night.Left 4 Dead: Bleeding to Death6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They needed the rain; it was far too dry lately, far too dry for being so close to the Fourth. All those fireworks, all the grasslands outside the city--it made her nervous. She thought of California and its troubles with fire. When she was five she had to be taken out of the class whenever the subject of fire safety came up. Even learning how to prepare for fire terrified her; it meant acknowledging everything she loved could burn away. She got more of a grip as she grew older, but...
Well, there was a reason she never picked up smoking, and it wasn't fear of lung cancer.
The thunder was getting closer. She could hear the pounding of rain like frantic footsteps on the roof. She opened an eye, peered through the inky bedroom to the city-lit night outside her window.
Fire. Distant. Plumes of smoke rising from a far building.
Something scrambled in front of he
the arrangement of astral cordsThis is how I'm built up, you see;the arrangement of astral cords2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
stars trapped in the linings of my
the regurgitation of meteors
the chambers of a heart--
deconstructs of kaleidoscope-stained
This is the reason why my throat
bubbles like witch's brew--
the insides of my body form monsoons that
scratch my lungs and
disintegrate my windpipe,
an off-pitched dissonance
like wind chimes
whenever I try to shout or speak or
(and they tell me that you could sing
the moon to sleep when you cast
your faithful nothings on a star)
[and, no, I'm not some kind of genie
trapped in an expanse of dust
rather than a lamp]
Darling, I was never caught between
a collision of star-crossed galaxies,
nor an accident between the big bang
and a black hole.
I was born a star-child.
and, no, they could never be beautiful.
Yet, I could never be as graceful.
I could never carve my face the way
gods do, and
Hello, I'm a boyHello, I'm a boy.Hello, I'm a boy4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I'm a boy, and I am strong,
Nothing can hurt me.
I wear boy clothes,
Because I'm a boy.
I like videogames,
I like having fun with my friends,
I like listening to music,
And watching horror movies.
I'm just a normal boy.
I like girls,
Because I think they are pretty.
People are nice with me,
Because I am strong.
Because I am a boy.
Because I like girls.
They say I'm someone nice. Because I'm a boy.
They say I'll have a good life, that I'll get married, and have kids.
Because I like girls.
They say I'm a great person, because I want kids.
Someday, I'll live in a big house, with the girl I will marry.
People say it is a fine thing.
Because I'm a boy.
People are nice to me.
My life is perfect.
I'm very happy.
Because I'm a boy,
Because I'm strong,
Because I like girls.
Hello, I'm lying.
I'm a girl, and I am not that strong,
Many things can hurt me.
I wear girl clothes,
Because I'm a girl.
I like videogames,
I like having fun with my friends,
I like listening to music,
Pastry SamuraiPastry SamuraiPastry Samurai8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Mihiro looked dubiously at the decree which had been handed to her. She stood in the center of Boss Yuuki's court, in great contrast to her surroundings. She was a striking beauty, with long, black hair that fell down her back and across one side of her face. She wore a sleeveless Gi that ended in a short skirt, while her arms and legs were wrapped in fishnet sleeves and stockings. This was due to Mihiro's status as the top kunnoichi in her clan. Though she would never admit it, she was quite proud of her looks. She was a good head taller then nearly all the other kunoichi in her clan, and her figure was curved in what seemed to be all the right places.
In front of her stood a man she had once considered very good looking. He had been tall and lean-muscled, with fair hair and tanned skin. His face, though constantly adorned with a cruel grin, had been pleasant to behold. The same man now sat in front of her, but considerably fatter. His stomach was rou