Poor Unfortunate DwarvesPoor Unfortunate Dwarves7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I admit that in the past I've been with Hespit
That didn't keep my house to turn their back on me
But you'll find that nowadays, I've found another way
To test the traps and trick of Caridin - oh yes
And I fortunately know a little smiting
It's a talent that I always have possessed
Dear warden, please don't laugh, I need to find this stuff
For Orzammar, needs golems, not a king... pathetic!
Poor unfortunate dwarves
In pain, in need
Always besieged by the darkspawn
Always losing all their fight
And do I help them? Yes, indeed!
Those poor unfortunate dwarves
So sad, so true
They come flocking to me crying
"Will you help
Ohmai.Let's just stay here.Ohmai.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Laugh and lay here.
In this mess of sheets, once a neatly made bed.
We are adults, but we're children instead.
Trace your jawline with kisses.
Fill your ears with the poison of lust.
I can feel you tremble beneath me.
There is a spark in your eyes.
Pull me toward you. Let's play truth or dare.
Hands are curious trespassers...
I want to show you how I feel
When your body's on my mind
And my heart can't quite cope.
Pace yourself, this isn't a race.
It's only second base.
Sign of the Maker part elevenSign of the Maker part eleven2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sign of the Maker chapter 11
Sebastian Vael's feet pounded the cobbles of Kirkwall as he tore through the busy streets and towards where he hoped he would find Anders. This couldn't be happening, couldn't be happening. After the headway he had made recently in speaking to the Grand Cleric, in working towards an understanding with the apostate had it really all been torn apart by a simple choice from a man he idolised as a hero and role model? A man who had given Sebastian's own life a purpose once more?
Sebastian's mind was, as ever, cleft in two. That part of him that was the Prince of Starkhaven held deep admiration for Alistair's ta
[ME]And Know They Love You -2-"I still say that if I've got to expose my kid to this squishy fairyland, Tuchanka is a fair tradeoff."[ME]And Know They Love You -2-5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sorry Wrex," Shepard said with a wave of her hand. "Liara insists we keep her away from wastelands and turrets until she can at least walk."
Wrex laughed. "I've seen how far she can chuck her toys. She could handle it. Couldn't you?" He leaned forward, extending a fist to the child seated in Shepard's lap. Ava smiled and hit it eagerly with her own hand, getting another hearty chuckle from the krogan.
"Attagirl. See? She knows she's up for it. You two are overprotective."
Shepard leaned against the arm of her chair, cocking an eyebrow.
Oneword: SavageOneword: Savage1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
John glanced up from his blog and was startled to see the savage expression with which Sherlock was staring at him. "Sherlock?" he called across the coffee table gently, bringing the detective out of his focused trance, "Was something wrong?"
Sherlock quirked a brow, debating how honest to be with John. "Oh, I was just wondering how hard I could bite your neck before you cried out." The doctor sat for a second, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly as his cheeks slowly flushed a bit brighter.
Disney Age: BrandBrosca:Disney Age: Brand2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Orzammar it's a quiet city.
Everyday like the one before.
In Dust Town full of little people, waking up to say.
Noble Huntress #1:
There goes the smuggler with his bag like always.
The same old lyrium dust to sell.
Every morning just the same
Since they branded me on the face,
In this dust forsaken town.
Blight take you all!
Where you off to?
Beraht wants me and Leske to cook a fight,
He bet a great deal of money on...
That's nice. Mom! The bottle! L
Sign of the Maker part eightSign of the Maker part eight2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dry lips clamped shut as Anders fixed his eyes on the imposing figure a few feet ahead of him.
Alistair of the Grey Wardens, once-templar, Alistair King of Ferelden was standing in the centre of Anders's darktown clinic. Alistair was a man the mage had only heard of in legend and through his friend's wistful accounts, but he was a man whose signature had once given Anders his life a life that Anders had thrown back in his face in what he knew damn well was nothing less than an act of treason. The mage's dreamlike state could almost convince him that he was in the fade right now and that this was all some manifestation of his own fears,
Will to Survive Ch4 LuminosityWill to Survive Ch4 Luminosity2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sounds of bickering faded until the words were mere sounds, floating like moths in the still night air. Leonardo felt his head clear a little as he went to the rampart. On this side, the wall was nearly flush with the side of the cliff, and the drop below him was dizzying. If he leaned out a little, he could almost believe that he was hovering in midair above the moonlit fields.
"I knew I saw you come this way." Ezio said behind him, disgruntled.
Leonardo hadn't heard him approach, though he wasn't surprised he'd been found. "Claudia was going to stop you," he said without looking a
Sign of the Maker 12 - FINALESign of the Maker 12 - FINALE2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So it had come to this. All of the tears, patience, words and hopes. It had all come down to a few brief moments in time that would change the world.
A judder of the earth beneath them.
A red beam of light, piercing the heavens and parting the swirling clouds.
A silence; one that hung heavy and thick like foam atop the peak of a wave just before the crash.
A resounding explosion that would haunt those within earshot of it for the rest of their days.
And an awful, awful silence.
It was broken by a breathy exclamation from Meredith, but Sebastian's ears didn't, wouldn't, hear her. They didn't care what she had to say. They did
They Got a DreamFenris:They Got a Dream2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'm malicious mean and scary
My sword strikes fierce and heavy
And violence-wise my hands pass through the armors
But despite my broody look
And my lyrium tattoes
I've always yearned to kill my former master
Can't you see me on the corpse of the magister
Crushing his entrails until he bleeds?
Yep i'm broody and pessimistic
For my killer phasing fisting
Right way down deep inside I've got a dream
He's got a dream
He's got a dream
See i ain't as cruel and gullible as I seem
Though I do remember nothing
You can count on me for slaughter
Like everybody else I've got a dream
I've got three goats and wh
IDidThisToLookLikeIWasWorkingOnce upon a time, there was a magical fairy princess named Leonardo, who was friends with a not so magical elf named Ezio. By coincidence, the famous painter, Leonardo da Vinci, also had a friend by the name of Ezio, but none of those people have anything to do with this.IDidThisToLookLikeIWasWorking2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One day, Shaun Hastings was practicing yoga for stress relief when, suddenly, the roof caved in because Templars. There was a shriek like that of a little girl, and Lucy and Rebecca shouted in surprise, too. Seeing how frightened they all were, Shaun decided that this was a job for SUPER SHAUN. He stood up confidently and tore open his sweater vest, revealing a second shirt
Mass Effect: Evolution Chapter 4Mass Effect: Evolution Chapter 41 year ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 4: The New Cycle
Liara couldn't believe what she was hearing. "We need them? I don't understand. Why would we need the Reapers?" Shepard explains, "Liara, I wanted to destroy the Reapers. For once I wanted revenge. I wanted to destroy them for the pain and suffering they have spread throughout the galaxy."
Liara interrupts, "Then why Shepard?"
Shepard continues, "The Catalyst said that the Mass Relays would be destroyed by the Crucible. I was thinking, 'How will the galactic species return to their world?' The Quarians and the Geth wouldn't be able to reach Rannoch; the Turians couldn't reach Palaven and
Sign of the Maker part nineSign of the Maker part nine2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sign of the Maker part nine
The quiet of Anders's darktown clinic was shattered as boxes tumbled onto the floor, carelessly knocked there as the frightened apostate leapt to his feet in shock. Now he backed slowly away from Alistair, his face a mask of horror, eyes wide and mouth gasping for air.
"No! No, you can't be serious I can't "
Alistair had braced himself before he asked the question, but there was no way around how hard this was going to be. He set his jaw and stood, facing the mage whose amber eyes were flitting about the walls as if he thought he could vanish into them.
"I AM serious, Anders."
"You must be insane. Do
Working Log...Working Log...1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
*Working Log 32, trooper 7501, Havoc division. Benning, day 2: Today we finally started the intake of the local population. Thanks to our engineers the forward operation base is established and our forces now have a strong grip of area, the resistance is insignificant and with Alliance forces stretched thin across the battlefields due to the Reaper invasion it is most likely we`ll finish the planned collection capacity sooner than expected. Trooper 7501, logging out.*
*Working Log 33, trooper 7501, Havoc division. Benning, day 3: All alien subjects had been detained and processed, the tests were performed as instructed and the rejects had be
Mass Effect: Punch OutMass Effect: Punch Out2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Somwhere in space, Normandy, evening, cargo hold:
"So? Are you ready yet, Sih Shepard?" Thane closed his double lidded eyes, taking a deep breath and habitually whispering some prayers to Amon Kira.
Though the upcoming event could hardly be classified as 'hunt' but as known old habits die hard Without opening his eyes drell slowly stood forward, raising his scaly hands like following some exotic dance, his fingers moved so slowly and carefully, like he was holding and caressing the fragile waist of his dance partner: another silent step followed by another slow elegant winding. Even the air around him didn`t move not a wa
Ghosts of Alchera *request*Alchera Such a nice name melodic, soft, it makes you imagine a world full of beauty, some place where life flourish, where sun warms you and fresh summer breeze tickles your skin through the silky dress Ignorance is bliss indeed!Ghosts of Alchera *request*10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
In reality the best word to describe this dismal ice rock was 'DEAD'! Severe bone-breaking cold and ravenous ice winds howling like hungry predators that want nothing but to jam their sharp icy teeth deep into your flesh were your greeters here. But even all of them together could not compare with the corrosive void that the sight of the crushed ship left in Commander Seidra Shepard`s soul
Deliverance-Chapter 9Deliverance-Chapter 91 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Liara glanced to Kolyat with a sigh; the younger drell was busy across the small room, typing into the keyboard of the computer hub that served as pretty much the only piece of equipment inside the otherwise bare chamber.
The asari noticed his hands were shaking, though his expression was grim and almost completely still, revealing nothing of his all too clear distress.
"How are you getting along?" she asked casually.
"Almost hacked in; their encryption is ridiculous and there aren't as many cameras as one would expect a place like this would have," he replied a bit tersely.
"Kolyat take a moment, if you need it," Liara said cal
Thane Krios's final momentsHe breathes in sharplyThane Krios's final moments1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A warm hand grasps his
He looks up to see his son
A pair of black eyes stare back
Full of fear
He nods to his son and swallows
An indication that he will be fine
He pulls the bed sheets up more
His son retreats
Back to the small uncomfortable chair
The doors slide open
The doctors lead a woman in
She motions for them to leave
She turns back and looks at him
Then his son
His son stands and makes his way to the bed
She does the same
She looks at him with comfort
But it is difficult
For the pain tries to creep to her face
And his son pulls out a book
She kisses him on the forehead
Deliverance-Chapter 6Deliverance-Chapter 61 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Commander Shepard glanced back to the now shut door behind her, not without some apprehension, though she made sure it wasn't visible. The man who had negotiated with her stood by her side, giving her an encouraging, if shifty smile, his comrades moving away to remove their helmets and their weapons as well.
Shepard noticed the neat weapon racks lining the small antechamber that stood just past the entrance to the mining complex; the men seemed to arrange their gear with practiced ease, she thought, which was probably the case. Her escort joined them briefly, setting his own helmet and rifle in one of the spaces before returning to her.
Ronin and the Outlaws: Part IIRoy and Kory watch as Jason and Joseph spar on the beachRonin and the Outlaws: Part II3 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Roy: How long have they been at it?
Kory: Five days now.
Roy: Has the kid gotten any better?
Kory: Well he certainly hasn’t gotten worse….
Joseph and Jason each hold knives as they punch, kick and stab at each other. Jason is wearing his armor, Joseph is only wearing shorts. The younger man has some stubble on his chin and fresh cuts all over his body, not to mention other injuries from the All-Caste training.
Jason: Stop holding yourself to those ridiculous rules of Bruce’s and try to kill me.
Joseph: Excuse me if I think needlessly taking lives is stupid.
DC 18th Century: Let Justice be Done prolouge “The administration of Justice is the finest pillar of Government.”DC 18th Century: Let Justice be Done prolouge4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Setting the stage and introducing the cast...
1745. The Colony of New York. 10 miles Outside the Village of Small.
A simple two wheeled farming cart, being pulled by a slightly withered looking grey horse, was bringing a very saddened couple back to their home and farm after spending the entire day journeying to the town of Metropolis, after their meeting with the town’s doctor.
Both were dressed as the usual “farm bumpkins” some would say, and the moon was brin