TFAV Drab05 RP Seeking AnswersTFAV Drab05 RP Seeking Answers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's right. That is what a soldier is all about, yes they go to war, yes they have to end people's lives for the greater good, but is it really for peace or is it a political reason these people need to die? I was told by an old general a while ago that he would rather live in a world without the need for generals, soldiers, or wars."
Victor Keys, when talking to James McAlister about the dangers that await humanity in the inevitable upcoming war and about his scar that defines him as one of the McAlisters.
Year 2009 A.D._
Residence of Matthew Chagon_
One year ago_
(The events of this Roleplay takes place after TFAV Russian Roulette [Parts 1, 2 and 3] and before TFAV Aftermath.)
~Talamone, a small Italian town in Italy, One year ago~
~ The silver-white Lamborigini Reventon sped through the streets of Italy; leaving a maelstrom of dust and air currents in its wake. ~
Victor: [comlink] Ah yes...I have having a meeting
The balad of the Last CentaurThe balad of the Last Centaur5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Ballad of the Last Centaur
I looked to the stars but I never could trace
What on earth had become of the rest of my race
I concluded that I was the last of my line
With the trunk of a man and the rest equestrine.
Two hearts beat within me, below and above
In a solitary thing with no other to love,
so I kept to myself in the wood's dappled shade
and I hunted alone with my bow and my blade.
One day there came a sound, the coarse voices of men
who had come to the wild, passing close to my den;
And a hostage they had- the fair child of a lord-
Whom they'd taken, forsooth, to demand some reward.
And it troubled me much when I heard their chief say
what they would do to her, should her father not pay,
And the next thing I knew my straight arrow was flying-
The brute was unhorsed and down in the dirt dying;
I seized then my chance and at them I was rushing
Somehow wielding a branch, skulls and helmets for crushing.
My crude cudgel whirled, and my front hooves they flailed
kicking and wind
Fairy TeaFairy Tea3 years ago in Settings More Like This
*Words Printed to right of ingredients are to be said as herbs are added to the pot.
*words printed following the ingredients are to be said before drinking the tea.
3 tsp. black tea Black for strength
1 tsp. Chamomile Then apple of night;
2 tsp. dandelion root Wild grown root;
1 tsp. elder flower And Lady's blessing.
1 tsp. hops Hops for joy;
2 tsp. mullein Then between the worlds;
2 tsp. raspberry leaf Tangle of bramble and fairy knots;
2 tsp. rose hips Kissed with love,
Brewed to invite the Fair Folk to Tea
Fairies.Fairies.Fairies.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
' They are here ...
Skippin in the pale moonlight, sleeping among the trees.
Among the misty, cold night.
Something is blinking in the dark, small, fragile light.
Flutter of a butterfly's wings, gold dust.
You can see something out of the corner of your eye.
No, I saw something.
They exist when you believe. '
Ode to a ChuzzleOde to a Chuzzle8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ode to a chuzzle
to where art thou gone?
instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
I quested for your happiness
I grouped you with some friends
but now it seems I have destroyed you
How could I begin to make amends?
Sometimes your smarmy attitude
Makes me a bit annoyed
But believe me, my dear chuzzle
I did not intend you for the Void
Although you roll your eyes at me
When I'm slow with my next move
I can't get enough of your fuzzy ways
nor of your fuzzy groove
But, my dear fuzzball chuzzle
To where art thou gone?
Instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
Do you go into the bottle
and later sold to stores?
Perhaps sold as a compound
meant to polish floors?
Or do you go to greater purpose, perhaps
to The Great Chuzzle in the Sky?
Tell me, my darling ball of fluff...
Where do Chuzzles go to die?
The Cabin Boy's Treasure .:Chapter Two:.Chapter Two: The graveyardThe Cabin Boy's Treasure .:Chapter Two:.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Christopher awoke to the creaking sounds of the wooden boat at crew members walked above him the voiced distorted by the wood, he rubbed his eyes and looked to the cook who was still asleep though even is the ship was being attacked whist in stormy weather the cook would still be in his dreamland.
The Cabin boy stood and looked out of the small rounded window but unlike yesterday it was a different sighting, the clear blue skies from before had vanished and the blue water from before was dark and uninviting before it was empurpled by the fog. He felt it was strange as he turned back to the sleeping cook and knowing this was his change he crept up to the deck.
All around him the crew members ran around the ship as they yelled to one another to keep it steady, some crew members looked forward trying to find a way through the thick fog whist others yanked and pulled on ropes. Christopher stood in the middle of all this for him he reminded him of home when he sto
Wolf in Sheep's ClothingWolf in Sheep's Clothing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Little prey, so weak and naive. Do not run as I tread closer. Remain blissful and ignorant. I am no fiend, nothing to fear. Ignore my sharp teeth and menacing growls. I am merely one of you.
Or at least, that is what I will make you believe.
Anastasia gripped her arms tightly as she walked. New York City was cold tonight. Colder than usual. Perhaps the gods were mocking her, for her idiotic behaviour, but that was unlikely. The only gods that ever paid her a split second of attention was her father and his nephew, Morpheus.
She rather the second have a taste for older women...
She could not help but regret running from Silas's home. Another fight that had escalated to her bursting into tears. She couldn't accept his comforting because his arms only made her body colder.
However, his house did the opposite.
She felt tempted to turn around and go back. Silas wouldn't be angry, in fact he would probably be relieved. But by the gods she wanted to hurt him and doing this d
The Cabin Boy's Treasure .:Chapter One:.Chapter One: Sealed FateThe Cabin Boy's Treasure .:Chapter One:.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There are many tales from the seven seas any many of them are told through the ages but some are forgotten, never told by fellow travellers or adventures and disappear to the bottom of the sea like so many lost ships. This is one of those tales that at first sound unbelievable but all I ask is for you to read on, this is the story about a young Cabin boy and how he came not across the greatest thing he'd set his eyes on, but also the greatest thing he loved.
Christopher never had it easy; sure he had dashing looks with his bushy black hair and emerald eyes and thin body but when it came to life it wasn't the best, he ran away from home at the young age of fourteen not wanting to follow in his father's footsteps of being a merchant staying in the same cluttered city all the time but instead he wanted to explore new places so the first ship he saw he got on, it was surprising to find that the Captain was considered one of the finest men in Britain Sir Albert Wins
The Trick of RevengeIt had been years since it happened, since the young Digi-Destin was able to digivolve his Digimon into MagnaAngemon to send him into the Gate of Destiny but to him it felt like an eternity of waiting, waiting for a way to escape so he can finally get his revenge on the one young boy who did this to him, waiting until he the leader of the Dark Masters could return back to the Digital world, it was only a matter of time before the inedible happened, before the door way opened for him and he was set free so seek his revenge on the one who sent him to this prison, he knew what he was going to do.The Trick of Revenge2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
T.K. sat on a the piece of a fallen tree with his partner Patamon resting on his white Bucket hat, today had so far been a busy day for the two of them as the group had split up to rebuild all the damage that the darker Digimon had caused. T.K looked to the crystal water in his bottle before pouring some of the clear liquid down his throat.
"Do you think the others would have finished by n
The Bounds of FriendshipWritten by LentertamentThe Bounds of Friendship2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey thanks for agreeing to do this" Alex smiled looking over Lewis' shoulder as the Welshmen placed the big cardboard box onto the bed, "You should know how hard it is doing it all by yourself."
"Oh yeah definitely, it's nice to have some assistance when you're doing this kind of stuff." Lewis smiled setting the camera stand up with the camera aimed at the desk chair. "But remember to hold up your part of the deal Alex" Lewis glared over to the Danish who was holding another box in his arms. "Oh don't worry, once we're done we'll go to the cinema and I know the exact movie we'll see." "I can't wait" Lewis responded sarcastically.
Lewis placed Alex's box next to his and opened both of them, Inside Alex's was assortment of uninteresting items, two scarfs, one green and one white with black dots all around, a roll of black tape, two leather cuffs one red and one black, and a strap on mouth gag with a white ball with holes all around to allow the person
Bound in WordsWriter's block is a pain to have, I know because I had so many before and this one was no different right? Well without it I wouldn't be able to tell you this story about the strange world of words and how sometimes a hobby can trap you and never let go.Bound in Words2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat at my laptop staring into the screen with the blank piece of paper in front of me trying desperately to come up with a good story but no matter how many ideas shifted through my mind I couldn't find the perfect one with all the images sprang through my mind but I felt none of them wouldn't fit in words.
I needed a break some time to relax; maybe inspiration would come to me if I did. I opened up my e-mail to discover tones of junk, chain letters, hackers, annoying comments and some from my mother, I started by binge of deleting each one banishing them to the depths of e-mail hell.
With nearly all the e-mails gone I stopped noticing one e-mail with the title 'For writers, from writer' a strange title yes but I felt compelled to he
Story Concept: RingmasterStory Concept: Ringmaster5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Description: The circus is everything. The surrounding towns and slums and villages and industrial metropolis Berceuse cater to it as onlookers and as curiosities. Every night (indistinguishable from evening since the sky is never unclouded in this place) the terrible and the wondrous are shown in the ring; freakish exiles displayed for the shadowy crowds amusement. The skillful perform, the deformed are exhibited, and the useless are maimed or even murdered for the delight of the spectators. Most in the circus desire any other lot then theirs, but its necessary to cater to the depraved desires of their handlers and the multitudes to earn room and board. Detractors are either kicked into the street to fend in a callous city or dangerous wilderness. Worse still they might be disciplined by the sinister Wardens, who rarely take unruly prisoners alive.
All proceedings are looking after by a rarely seen individual who wields the most power in all the surrounding land
Story Concept: Far From CuteStory Concept: Far From Cute3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Welcome to Adoraborealis: the happiest place in the universe.
This is no idle boast. It is the most joyful, prosperous, friendly location in all of reality by function and design. The prime species, Fluffykins, are kindly, generous, fun loving and utterly guileless with a nigh fanatical devotion to good will, sharing and friendship. The deity-like being Pixxie has long maintained the perfect harmony of the seasons and weather as well as personally devoting what time she can to solving her subjects problems. Everyone is content with their lot, live peacefully in their means, and regard each other and life in general with equity and jubilation. Even the unruly fauna of The Hinterlands is rarely enough of a nuisance to break the day-to-day celebration of life.
Adoraborealis is the brainchild of animator/visionary Marlowe Sterling, who wasn't quite expecting his children's show Wonder-Full to be so successful. Some how this little guileless series has found an audience among every key d
"life support""life support"10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is shutting down. No one else sees it, because the foam pets are selling nicely. The goldfish are being won. They are playing "Stairway to Heaven" yet again on the Fire Loop. Appealing to the masses.
When she says to me, "the sun is setting," I already know. I close one eye, aim and shoot. Its yellow, dead body loosens its grip on the sky and starts to drop.
"Probably," she says, "no one else is even watching."
I really, truly know what she means, but making words out of a feeling is impossible.
"What... the hell... are people doing?" I ask finally.
The people below us are moving from ride to ride like obnoxious trick-or-treaters. Getting what they want and moving on brainlessly. It's hard to look at something as beautiful as a sunset and not think about all the idiots missing out.
"I couldn't say. Digging their own graves, perhaps? Or throwing up? Or taking pictures in the photobooth?"
"There's a photobooth here?"
My weak spot, but I won't say anything.
Too close trio part 2Too close trio part 27 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
At Suichiros apartment, the three friends dealt with their situation. After more than an hour of becoming fused, the fairy starts to run out of ideas. Melanie is sitting on the couch giving a quick course on magic hand moves to her friends.
No Ishy, turn your wrist the other way. Erica, I told you to extend your fingers and move them slowly Melanie explains them while turning her head to both sides.
Me tired of this! Erica replies upset Dont have long and skinny fingers like humans Me cant do it!
Mel, why dont you try to move your hands? Maybe the spell could work even if they are in the limbo Ishy quickly asks Melanie.
Ive been doing that for the last hour, Ishy. Is no use, we cant break the spell like this, we have to think of other way Melanie exclaims as she lay back on the couch.
We? This is your fault. Me tired of magic practice Erica replies while picking up the r
Unspoken RacismThis cultural violation,Unspoken Racism8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This social rape,
From nation to nation,
No more can we take.
This unspoken racism,
These unwritten rules,
I lay down my tools.
This always-unheard crying,
The words on blood-drenched walls:
"It's not worth even trying
To reason with these fools".
Ivy and Wine: Headrush part 6Ivy and Wine: Headrush part 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Aster swallowed again. A sweetness lingered on her tongue, perhaps a remnant of satisfaction so long waited for. "She was lucky, wasn't she?"
Dionysus chuckled as he took the empty cup from her. "Incredibly. My guess is that if we never stopped by, that she would have likely thrown herself off that cliff moments later. Instead, she got everything in the world she could have ever wanted."
"I almost would have like to have seen more from her," Aster noted.
"As you said yourself, Lysandra is young still, at least in maenad terms. The story has not fully left her lips, and even if it was, it is like the wine itself--it gets better if you let it age," the god explained.
Aster tried her best to puzzle out what exactly that could mean, but eventually gave up. "I'm afraid I don't think I understand that, but I trust you do."
"In good time," he answered simply. "So, do you feel better now that you've seen how the others became as you are now?"
Aster sighed. She was grateful to know the things s
SupriseAlex giggled as he was guided by his friend for being blindfolded he couldn't see where they were heading so he could only follow the sound of his friend's voice, today was a special day for him today for he had reached the big one eight, he can now cast away the shackles of childhood as now he was a full ledge man. He was quite excited for what his Welsh friend had planned even if he had no clue to what he has in store.Suprise2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So come on what is it?" He asked, trying to peep through the barrier in front of his eyes, Lewis chuckled as he made sure Alex couldn't see.
"Now if I told you what's the bloody point in calling it a surprise, also stop being so cheeky and trying to look." He replied helping his blind friend down the stairway, "But look we're nearly there."
Alex continued to giggle lightly taking slow steps downwards; he could hear the sounds of each step echoing across the walls raising his curiosity. Soon he felt Lewis' hand pressed on his chest stopping him in his tracks.
The Surfer and the Merman CH 30The Surfer and the Merman CH 302 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hart, lost in thought, stood behind the wheel of his ship. He didn't need to steer, so his hands lay rested on the wheel. His crew was at work beneath him, making a lot of noise as they always do. To the right of him stood Ince, clothed in a white, loose dress. They had pillaged it earlier, but it was worthless up until this point. Once worn by Ince, it looked like it could have belonged to royalty. Hart admired him as Ince stared out into the horizon.
"What is on your mind?" Hart asked with a warm smile on his face.
Ince turned around to face him, his dress twirling in the process.
"My brother..." Ince began.
"You have siblings?" Hart questioned.
"I'm not sure. I do not remember having a family," Ince began to walk circles around Hart as he spoke, "but he was like a brother to me."
"Did something happen to him?"
"We got separated. The last time I saw him, we were being followed by your ship," Ince answered. Hart chuckled as he remembered how he had been chasing Ince, for he was so des
SoRoku - 'Not Study Game'SoRoku - 'Not Study Game'6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
MHC: Im in a SoRoku mood Or a RokuSora one
Sora/Roxas: ITS A SIGN OF THE APPACOLYPSE!!!
MHC: Yeah, yeah just read the fanfic.
Sora Roxas purred from across the room and the brunette grunted in reply. Whatcha doin ? The Nobody mused almost seductively.
Sora didnt move from his seathis eyes still glued to the papers lying on the desk in front of him.
Roxas almost glided over to him, a sway in his step, and stopped to look over his companions shoulder.
Looks easy, He stated flatly, and the brunette grunted again.
A sly smile tugged at the blondes pale lips. He leaned forward, to where his cheek brushed against Soras hair, and moved to were his lips lightly pressed against the brunettes ear.
How about we play the not-study game?
His arms evaded the chair and wrapped themselves around Soras waist. The brunette didnt even fli
Death is a GiftI had just turned level 65 when it happened. When I learned Perish Song.Death is a Gift3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That move will make me unstoppable on the Battle Subway," My trainer exclaimed as he ignored me like usual.
I growled sleepily. We had been training like this all day.
"You can rest later," He told me. "Now show me what your new move does."
My trainer walked around in the tall grass while I reluctantly followed. We were in a large patch so it was only a few seconds before a wild Reuniclus jumped out.
"Use Perish Song," He commanded.
Yawning, I drew upon the newfound power that I now possessed.
It started off with the sky darkening. I stalled for a moment mid-move to stare up at my trainer in confusion.
"What are you waiting for Absol?" He yelled. "Attack it!"
It was then that I realized that the dark sky must only be occurring in my head. After all, Perish Song was used by Pokemon all the time and you never saw the sky darken when they used it.
I continued my attack and watched with interest as the sky grew darke
Story Concept: Jekyll and HydeStory Concept: Jekyll and Hyde3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
J/H: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
It is the 1880s, London England. Advances in science seem capable of manipulating the very fabric of nature. Prosperity is higher then ever before in human history and the affluence of the continent is awe-inspiring. However counterbalancing this is widespread poverty, disease, degradation of the under classes, crime, and wantonness among the idle rich to replace the forgotten virtues of the past. The European power seems supreme and all races flock to London to earn their way through industrial labor, but old prejudices and bad blood travel with them. London is diverse as it is elitist, as rich as it is poor. The heights of learning clash with hubris and disregard for the dignity of life and the spiritual guidance of the ancient church is flawed by pettiness in the ecclesiastical hierarchy while strange foreign cults practice their dark rituals in back allies and basements.
Into the midst of this tension and world of opposites
Captive VDante's strong arms carried Andrew into the kitchen, holding the shivering naked body close to him. "Easy shh " He whispered, carrying the other into the bedroom and setting him down on the sheets.Captive V3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Andrew's wide eyes roamed the bedroom, his hands touching the sheets. His pleading eyes looked up at Dante, who smiled.
"Go ahead." He said with a smile. "I'm going to get a bath ready, alright?" He said, and turned, putting up a barrier to keep Rowan out.
Andrew whimpered softly, and dove into the covers, smiling so hard his face hurt as he rolled himself up in as many blankets he could. He giggled and laughed until tears rolled down his face. He curled up in the warm sheets until he looked like a human burrito, and got stuck. He laughed as he cried, curled up in so many blankets on the bed.
When Dante came back in, he laughed. "Look at you." He said softly, smiling and gently petting the others hair. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up." He said softly, helping the other unroll.