KotOR: ScoundrelKotOR: Scoundrel3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Ever brash, ever disrespectful!" Vrook roared. "This is what we have pinned our hopes on?"
Carth Onasi had to suppress a chuckle as the aged Jedi went off on another tirade. Despite all his ranting, Jen remained unfazed, hands on her hips, looking almost amused herself. Carth couldn't even remember what she'd said this time only that it had been another of her classic cheeky remarks that did a fantastic job of making the other party look foolish. And then she could stand there with that smug look on her face, listening to Vrook shout and letting it roll off her like water off a duck. Typical smuggler behavior.
"Peace, Vrook," Vandar hissed. "We have discussed this. There is no other choice."
That did an adequate job of calming the old man, and after heaving a deep sigh he continued to brief the little group on their mission to uncover the Star Forge. Carth was listening for the most part, though he was focused on Jen more than anything else. Jenzi Borin he'd known
Cat Amongst The Pigeons - 2Cat Amongst The Pigeons - 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As she hurried through the preflight checks Ahsoka couldn't help but feel a little excited. She'd spent the last few days either stuck in her cabin or stalking the halls of the Resolute and it'd be good to get out flying again, even on such a simple assignment. With the engines roaring beneath her the young padawan cleared the launch bay and darted out into the asteroid belt.
Climbing high she quickly flipped her fighter over, bringing it in a close sweep along the length of the Resolute before turning away at the last moment to avoid the startled crew watching from the bridge. "Obviously a manoeuvre Anakin taught her." Admiral Yularen muttered to himself in disapproval as he watched the small, agile craft move out between the giant rocks.
"Ahsoka to Resolute, I'm beginning my survey run now." With a flick of a switch the padawan altered her scanner scope from navigational to geological readings, quickly narrowing the band to focus on the hfredium which the Resolut
Strange Academy Chapter 1Strange Academy Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I didn't know Cindy.
That was apparently the name of the girl that the chalk outline outside the library belonged to, though. All I knew about her was that she was a freshman. A few questions aimed at some of her classmates let me know that she was a quiet asian girl─kept mostly to herself. She was new, a fresh transfer from a public school, actually. Why anyone like her would want to go to public school─ever─I have no idea. Life's hard enough already, no reason to make it harder on yourself when you've got dog ears and a tail. Golden retriever, specifically. I can't say I've seen that one before.
There are a lot of ways one could leave behind a bloody corpse here at Strange Academy, believe me, but for a new girl that didn't really seem to hang out with anyone at all, it was a bit odd. No one else really seemed to have an answer either. I tried to pick up what I could, but by the time home room rolled around, I still had nothing.
"Wait," Zack interrupted me as I was
Ivy and Wine: First Sip -part1Ivy and Wine: First Sip -part15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Roxanna looked out over the streets, watching all the little people scurry by. She was just high enough to see over a few roofs. That was hardly enough for her. She wished they were kept up at the top of the Acropolis, so that she might look down upon all of Athens and watch it squirm. Dionysus and his followers weren't deserving of such status in the wise city. No, that belonged only to Athena and the "good" gods. Instead, they were left to scrape away at the sides of the hill with the various other stadiums and theaters and minor temples. Even this great white city of learning owed it all to them, though. The maenad sulked, having ruined her good mood with geography yet again.
Even as she pouted down at the Athenian morning, no one would have argued that Roxanna was a sight to behold. It's not every day that one might catch a glimpse of a maenad peering out from the columns of the Temple of Dionysus during the morning commute. Her sleepy yellow eyes glittered like a cat's, but the fi
Hate The Way You Died Part 3Hate The Way You Died Part 33 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The order has finally come through.
And our friendship is cast aside.
Against my finer judgement.
An order imprinted inside.
Obi-Wan may be my friend,
But the cannon fires under my order.
And to his death Kenobi goes,
A traitor of the empire.
I hate the way he had to die.
StayMonster? Dana shook her head, unsure of herself. That's what they say he isa monster.Stay4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maybe their claims had some basis in truth. Maybe their fear was justified.
She had watched him kill men with his bare hands, his sharp claws rending flesh, dripping blood just like the teeth that lay concealed beneath the skull-mask, those yellowed fangs stained crimson and dripping fat globs of gore like venom, bared, open, snarling, in a vicious roar, the strength in his attack and the power behind it, those awful yellow eyes glowing with bloodlust.
But those same eyes looked at her tenderly when she spoke to him, and she never saw anything but love in those eyes. Those claws than killed men and women and even children, that had held lightsabers and guns and all manner of weapons, or no weapons at all, could caress her face and touch her lips without leaving so much as a scratch. And that concealed face, so horrible, so ragged and ghastly that it could destroy a grown man's sanity in one stro
I'm Anti FeministI’m antifeminist.I'm Anti Feminist1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
No, not because I’m a “woman hater” or in terrible self-denial, but because I’ve seen feminism, through actions and spoken word.
I’ve seen how the word ‘feminist’, or ‘feminism’, causes many to turn away in disgusts or to roll their eyes in a ‘here we go again’ manner.
I’ve seen the hypocrisy.
“We are not man haters.” Yet you slander the title of every man who dare rises against you, even with by hard work, he’s earned his position. You verbally assault, then play society’s victim, it’s getting old.
“We want equality.” Really, or do you want to be on top, do you want to rule the world? The word equality, is derived from the word ‘equal’. How can you scream for equality when you don’t even know how to be equal yourselves?
Learn to practice what you preach.
How can you force your beliefs onto someone when you don’t even li
Silverwings and Toothless - chapter 1Silverwings and Toothless - chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
About Toothless having a mate and hatchlings !!
Chapter header: SILVERWINGS and her eggs.
Credit to ~Raipeee, see link below.
Silverwings and Toothless
Silverwings awaits Toothless who promised to come visit her a year after their mating period together, when they greatly fell in love. She learned his real name: Nighthawk. Together they have five children.
Silverwings is nervous about the fact that Nighthawk is going to reveal to her the secret of his flight. She doesn’t understand how he is able to fly with half a tailfin gone. Nigthawk was reluctant to tell her last year but promised to show her once he found her again. But he feared to reveal it, as it could tear their love apart.
She has no idea that Toothless and Hiccup hope to take her and her yearlings back to Berk. This solitary taiga-dwelling dragoness doesn’t know about other ways of life. So what would that mean to her?
A remark on geography:
Silverwings and Toothless had their mating
Maid For A DayMaid For A Day3 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was the week before summer began for Jerry and he was in a crisis. He needed to find a summer job. They were all taken but he needed one badly to be able to buy the stuff he wanted since his parents cut him off weeks before. So he decided to go through town again on another job search.
"Stupid parents, why did they have to cute me off?" Jerry angrily said, stressing out and frantically rubbing his hands threw his short black hair. "This sucks!" He said looking around again.
Jerry looked around town again and nearly came up with nothing. He was about give up until...
"Crap, nothing aga-..." At that moment he stumbled and bumped into an older woman. When he got up he opened his eyes to see a woman lying before him but she was in a black and white maids outfit. She looked to be in her early 20's and had flowing black hair and blue eyes. He helped her up to notice she was a little shorter than he was.
"Oh sorry bout that I wasn't looking where I was going." He explained.
"Oh no no, it's
SoulXMaka: The Night BeforeSoul Eater: The Night BeforeSoulXMaka: The Night Before5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Maka smiled at the sight of all her friends sitting at the large dining table with her. The table that sat in the middle of Kid's dining room. They all were there. All of her close friends: Soul, Black*Star, Tsubaki, Kid, and both of the Thompson sisters all smiling back at her. It was one of the most important days in a girl's life. In almost every story she read about a teenage girl, when ever their big day like this one was coming they'd always make a big deal about it. And today was the day she was going to make a big deal about it. It was her birthday and she was turning sixteen.
"Here! This one is from me and Tsubaki!" Black*Star exclaimed as he handed Maka a gift from the right. She tried hard not to correct on his grammar and smiled as he continued. "Tsubaki couldn't think of anything to get you, so we both decided on this!" He smiled with a blasting laugh be
Korrasami~Tall or ShortThis fic uses a crack idea, though it presents it in a fairly serious manner.Korrasami~Tall or Short4 months ago in Humor More Like This
“C'mon, Korra! It's not that big of a deal, is it? It's hardly even noticeable, anyway.” Asami continued to lightly rap on the door to the room she shared with her girlfriend. Which she was currently locked out of. And the lights weren't even peeking out from under the door. Asami could picture Korra curled up in their bed, hiding in a blanket with a killer pout dominating her features.
Korra wasn't answering her. Her pride must have been pretty bruised.
The engineer smiled awkwardly at the door as she tried to think of another way to get Korra to respond to her. Moving her hand away from the door, Asami touched her chin as she weighed the outcomes of various approaches to elicit some form of response from her distraught lover.
This was a bit ridiculous. Opal had merely teased Korra about being slightly shorter than Asami. But upon hearing someone mention the height difference, Kor
Working Log...Working Log...3 years 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 been disposed. Our Doctors states the research results as, I quote: " waste of our precious time while we could study Reaper tech!" The few subjects that responded to the treatment are now being studied further, hopefully we`ll have suitable results in two days. Judging by the howls and moans from the labs the experiments ethical side if critica
The Trouble with Tybalt “What light through yonder window breaks?The Trouble with Tybalt1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It’s life, Jim, but not as we know it.”
“Beautiful,” whispered Splirda from the front row, dabbing a tissue to her eye with one of her many facial gnathopods. “He may be young, but I doubt there’s been such a moving performance since Lemon Nimrod originally took to the stage a thousand years ago.”
Splurg leaned forward, peering through his thick omnifocals. “I don’t get it,” he grumped. “Who’s that guy? What’s going on? Why is that battleturret made of plywood?”
Splirda sighed, exasperated. “That’s Romulo. He’s in deeply in love with Juliet, but they can’t be together because he's a Montagen and she’s a Capulet: Montag II is stuck in a bitter war with planet Capule, much to the consternation of
The Last Journey BalladThe Last Journey Ballad4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Title: The Last Journey ballad
There's a candle on our table,
it's light reflects in your eyes.
There's a book of my life
in your hand.
I won't pack my clothes before this journey,
no map will tell me where to go,
I'll take nothing with me
but you love.
Kiss away my memory
so I won't remember my deepest pain.
Take away the fear I'm tied up with.
So when I'm gone
close my eyes with your hand
just like if you'd close the door
I let the longest of all roads
to touch my bare feet.
I let the longest of all roads
to touch my bare feet...
The Color Without a NameThere is no name for the color of my hair, but there is a small section of it just left of the back that I must always braid when I leave home, so my sisters told me. As long as I wear that braid, I will be safe and nothing can harm me.The Color Without a Name1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There was a girl I loved who lived on the edge of the desert. She was a year older than I was, and a bit larger, and light-skinned and blue-eyed with hair like twilight. Rashkah was her name. We were friends at first, but then we were more: she would take me dancing, and she would hold me on her lap, arms tight around me, lips by my ears, and she would kiss my cheeks and my lips and my hair and my braid, and I loved her.
On my last night she ran her hands through my hair and found my braid between her fingers, and she whispered into my ear – won't you undo your braid for me? And I knew that she meant more. I knew the words she never spoke.
And I wanted to say yes –
– but we were young, and my sisters had warned me so often that
The Talking Dead “If you thought it was alright to be a zombie...” Bruce pumped his shotgun for emphasis, “you were dead wrong.”The Talking Dead1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Aaah!” yelled the zombie. “Not the face! Not the face!”
Bruce jumped in surprise, accidentally pulling the trigger, but only after he had also made an ungainly flailing motion with the shotgun. The result was that he not only missed the zombie, but the recoil caught him completely by surprise, prompting further flailing. All in all, it didn’t really fit with the badass action hero persona he had been trying to cultivate since the start of the zombie apocalypse.
“Stop! I’m not a zombie!”
Whether or not this was true, the slightly-rotten figure in front of Bruce was cowering, and since he had already ticked “shoot first” off his mental list, this seemed like a good time
Where Do I Go From HereChapter 1:Where Do I Go From Here1 year ago in Drama More Like This
I’m alone. I sit here in an alleyway thinking. Just a few hours ago I left the Jedi Order. They accused me without a second thought; my best friend betrayed me; all of Coruscant only sees me as a criminal now, not to be trusted. Who can blame them; I can’t even trust myself anymore. I laid my head against the wall and closed my eyes, a single tear rolled down my face. If my master could see me… I don’t even want to think about it.
“Now what?” I say to myself.
I have nowhere to go. Nobody trusts me. Is there any hope for me? A future? Is there anyone who truly understands? It is getting late and I have no place to stay for the night. Maybe I should visit Padme? But she’s done so much already. I’ll just see if she is home. I get up taking a deep breath and start my walk to her apartment building.
As I walked I noticed people looking at me, they must have known who I was of course. I ignored most of the glares. I focus
She Slips AwayShe Slips Away5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Fading into an oblivion
Deeper than which my old apprentice has fallen.
I can't pull her back.
Don't surrender Padmé.
Tired of trying
Hurting from crying,
She knows something pure:
Anakin will return.
How does she know?
She surrenders to their love
Trust in the twins being loved,
Telling me what she knows,
There is still good in him.
Why does she have to die?
I can only watch.
Holding this new life,
Watching the old one burn
And fade away.
Please Padmé, find the strength.
Begging her to thrive
Raise Luke and Leia.
I'll be at your side.
I'll help you train them
Their force signature strong.
Padmé's is not.
The will to live
Has died with Anakin,
She and I both know it:
Vader is born.
She slips away.
Mind the Steppe “So...” said Emma, leaning over the table. “Who’s my blind date?”Mind the Steppe1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Yes.” Marlene turned to glare subtly at Steve. “I think we all want to know that.”
Steve laughed nervously. “Well, you’ll just have to meet him for yourself. But he’s a really great guy.”
Emma bought it. Marlene clearly didn’t. He didn’t blame her. One didn’t make “If I get a girlfriend, I’ll get her to introduce you to one of her friends” pacts with anyone you’d typically consider “a really great guy.” Which sucked, now that he thought about it, because that meant he wasn’t a really great guy himself. Marlene’s expression seemed to back that up.
“Come on,” said Emma, clearly oblivious to the daggers being shot across the table. “You’ve
I Am a WolfI am a wolfI Am a Wolf4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beautiful as the night
But shy like a child
I am a wolf
I live my own way
Free without restraint
I am a wolf
I never let my enemies
Carve out my fate
I am a wolf
Mysterious and wise
Never to be understood
I am a wolf
[BertholdtxReader] Nightmare(WARNING: A few manga spoilers ahead)[BertholdtxReader] Nightmare1 year ago in Romance More Like This
This happened more than you would like to admit.
Hard cobblestone tore apart beneath your feet. The very earth splintering. Screams and harsh sobs filling the air. And pain. Pain that brought you to your knees, left your form shaken, your heart shattered.
And those eyes. Those heartless, dark orbs that peered down as your entire life- everything you knew- the walls, your hopes, your family tore apart. You wanted to scream but felt numb as this colossal Titan, this enormous beast, hissed steam into the wind, the condensation leaving a mist swirling about him as he sent terror onto those below.
You've dreamt of this long past day before, felt its horrors even years after the event. And yet this particular dream was more vivid than most. You could feel the searing pain of the tear in your cheek, the cuts and scabs forming on your bare feet as you ran towards the fallen figure, torn literally right off his station at
Mi dulce, dulce vecino cap1SasoSaku FanFic: Los personajes de Naruto no me pertenecen, la historia sí.Mi dulce, dulce vecino cap15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Capitulo 1: "Nuevo vecino."
-Haaammmp, que bien he dormido qué bueno que estas son mis dos semanas libres del hospital, sus ventajas tiene ser la mejor doctora en mi área y el haber pasado casi más una semana de guardia ahí.- dijo dejando salir una risita picara, mientras se levantaba de la cama y se dirigía hacia el baño para darse una ducha.
Esta chica con buen cuerpo, de piel blanca y cremosa, de hermosos ojos color jade y cabello largo y rosado, sí, mis queridos lectores cabello pelirrosa; esta joven miembro de la comunidad médica que trabaja en el hospital de la ciudad de Konoha y que vive sola en una pequeña pero hermosa casa en una reducida zona residencial de Japón, se llama Haruno Sakura, una muchacha hermosa e inteligente de extraños cabellos, es la protagonista de nuestra historia.
Salió quince minutos después, aun con su pij
How to create the best campaign everAs a ST for beginners and “local” characters, I’ve always made sure to create settings and stories that would create unforgettable events. So imma gonna write this for you real short and dummy proofHow to create the best campaign ever2 years ago in Settings More Like This
How to create the best campaign ever (BCE) :
First, forget about the campaign part. This ain’t no Dungeons, this ain’t no adventure or all over the world trips. There’s no such thing as a “campaign” for Vampire, deal with it.
Second : Pick a city. Any city will do. Study it thoroughly, read about it, memorize the map, print out street views, buy a tourist guide, learn about the history of certain buildings, learn about its politics, its socio-economic strengths and weaknesses.. and its population, their wage, their specialties, their customs… Pick your own city if it’s interesting enough, or a city you know a whole lot about. It took me a good five months just t
SE-Alice of Human Sacrifice 01Chapter 1: PrologueSE-Alice of Human Sacrifice 015 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Resting on her bed wasn't always boring for the eight year old Maka Albarn. She had her coloring books, and she had her record player on the nightstand. But that day Maka discovered something horrid, something she never thought would happen. Her coloring book was full-no pictures left to color-and her record was missing. Who could have taken it, she wondered. Each room in the orphanage had its own record player, and each kid in it had their own collection of records. Why would another kid steal her's?
'Or maybe someone just hid it from me.' Maka thought; sitting up. Her forest green eyes scanned the room and she hopped off the bed. 'What meanies' She then thought, walking over to her bedroom door. As soon as it was open children ran across her view and down the hall, yelling about something involving a game. Tag, Maka guessed. It was a simple game the kid's always played without her. She and a few others were always left out of most of the games. But she didn