A.E. Tribute-1: Violent ActsA.E. Tribute-1: Violent Acts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
What happened, where am I? The sharp pain in the back of my head tells me I was knocked unconscious and now I can no longer remember why I'm here. Today the sun decides not to shine into this thick green jungle so I stumble and feel my way to an opening, where I see a river that's full of crows pecking on a charred body at the foot of a massive mountain. I know this place, Mt. Doi Inthanon in Thailand. I look up and see a hole in the side of the mountain where a man stands dressed in red, his hands smoking and a devilish grin on his face...Bison!
I try to gather energy for a Ki blast to throw at him but this throbbing headache wont let me and as a memory washes over me, I realize I did not come here alone. Someone has been trying to track or follow me but a snapped twig gives away their position and I head back to the forest only to see that it is my old friend Ryu. He's talking to me but I haven't heard anything except static in my ear
To study or not to study?To study, or not to study: that is the question:To study or not to study?2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The grades and criticisms of incapable markers,
Or to take my pen against a wave of questions,
And by completing end them? To study, to procrastinate -
No more - and by procrastinating to say we end
The headache and the writer's cramp
That our hands are heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To study, to procrastinate;
To procrastinate: perchance to fail: ay, there's the rub;
For when we procrastinate, the failing grade creeps upon us
When we have shuffled into our exam room,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes us want to please and succeed;
For who would bear the red marks of failure,
The examinee's wrong, the proud marker's glee,
The pangs of disappointment, the teacher's delay,
The insolence of NZQA and the spurns
That patient of merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his success make
With a mere textbook? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat
Dating A Superheroine- A Man's GuideCongratulations, guy! I know it's been a long time coming, but you're finally dating that super-heroine of your dreams.Dating A Superheroine- A Man's Guide2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Remember the first time you saw her flying in the sky? You know she was way too sexy to be a bird or a plane. But did you ever think you would ever be able to be with such a wild strong beauty?
All that time you spent tied up by her foes waiting for her to save you. All those conversations where you confided your love for her to that cute girl from the office who looks remarkably like your super gal (well, except for the fact that she wears glasses.) All those long lonely sleepless nights dreaming of your superheroine.
Well congratulations. You've managed to win her heart. Way to go, stud!
Now for the bad news. Getting her was the easy part. Now that you've won her, how do you keep a goddess like that interested in you?
Glad you asked. I have a little experience in this area, so here's some simple tips.
1. DON"T GET TOO CLINGY
It's hard now that you've foun
The Origin of the InternetThis is the story of Compudites and Internedes great gods of knowledge and communication. It is a story of their love for each other. It is a story of their betrayal at the hands of Hermes the messenger. It is a story of Internedes' destruction at the hands of Zeus. And it is a story of how, with the help of Athena, Compudites was able to be together with Internedes once more. It is the story of how and why humanity got one of the greatest resources ever known the internet.The Origin of the Internet3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Compudites was a kind and gentle god, frail and limited in power, but boundless in intellect a patron of sciences, mathematics, and technology. He was the guiding hand behind many of humanity's technological breakthroughs throughout the millennia. But just as technology and discoveries in the maths and sciences depend on others to spread them, Compudites was forever dependent on others to spread his knowledge. Hermes the messenger was one, swift like the wind, he helped carry messages between th
Kushala Daora EcologyKushala Daora Ecology6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Kushala Daora Ecology
The land of Minegarde is stuck with gales and storms not produced by nature, but from a dragon. Blizzards strike its cold hands across the frozen mountain while the tempests howl through the jungle. Great ice crystals left by the gaze scatter the snowy plain. A metallic glaze flashes through the lands delivering with it devastating gales. The cold-hearted beast freezes its quarry with the breath of winter and blows away its enemies with a wind stronger than any storm. Leaving behind its age, it leaves a memory of the wonder and mystery it carries with it. The legendary Dragon of the Wind, Kushala Daora.
Basic information: The Kushala Daora is the Elder Dragon of the Wind. They inhabit the snowy mountain near Pokke and the jungle, where there is a lot of moisture. They hunt using the special mechanism of their bodies they can expel bursts or air, or in some case ice. If they live a normal life, they can live for up to 50 years.
Uncertainty (Part 1?)October 3rd, 2302 UEN UTCUncertainty (Part 1?)7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The cool wind blew softly through the complex of the Centarus University, carrying with it the crisp leaves of the Centaurus Center autumn. Alpha Centauri B hung low in the sky, bathing the campus in a warm red glow. It was a calm and quiet evening, with most of the classes of the day long since dismissed. Tyrii stood in the center of the plaza, and gazed around at each individual building that surrounded her. After a moment to absorb the scenery, she reached into her pack and grabbed a hastily-written and crumpled note:
Meet me after class at 1800. Room 221b. Tell the receptionist you're here for me.
- Prof. E.
She checked the time on her phone. 1756. She was going to be late. She gave one last look toward the sky, heaved a long sigh, and headed for the entrance of the Hall of Technology building twenty meters from the center of the plaza.
The inside of the building se
Hetalia meets Kingdom HeartsThis world It was unlike any other they had seen. The trio had always run into a group of wacky and fascinating characters, all trying to accomplish something rather interesting. A mermaid falling in love with a human, a skeleton who wanted to try and run Christmas, a jungle man who lived amongst the apes these guys had seen it all. Usually the adventurers would pitch in and help, gaining some new friends (and possible a new keyblade, in Sora's case) as their reward. But This worldHetalia meets Kingdom Hearts3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It seemed too normal for their taste. As if there was nothing crazy bound to occur. Little did they know they were wrong oh so very wrong. They had been thrown into the wacky world of Hetalia, and god knows what would happen.
"Doesn't seem like there's much trouble around here "
Sora said to his companions Donald and Goofy. The duck crossed his arms and tapped his foot with a rather unamused look on his face.
"Then why did you tell us to land here?"
Deviljho vs. Diablos NarrationDeviljho vs. Diablos Narration3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Salutations, once again, ladies, gents, felines, and cousin melynxes, nya. I come today from the dry, dry deserts near the Village of Moga, where even the most trained of warriors faint from the spells of heat, nya. There, I witnessed a battle between the two devils of the desert, nya. And I, with my usual luck and good fortune, have been able to record these brutes fight to the death. However, it seems as I was not the only being that witnessed this battle as, soon after my return, a hunter by the name of Acelious drew this piece above, purr. I have my thanks to give to him as it will make my story a bit easier to tell. And so let us travel to the Deserts of Moga, purr.
On that day of the fight I happened to be in one of the desert caves, researching Altaroths. It was fortunate that the sentry Altaroth didn't perceive me as an enemy as I got a chance to take a close account of their lifestyle in the desert. I was watching the
Let Distance Divide UsIt's been a month now.Let Distance Divide Us2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Where are you?
Neku Sakuraba stood near the Scramble Crossing, his arms folded tightly over his chest with his backside pressed against the nearby wall. He sighed a little bit in thought, his headphones resting around his throat and the cord running down to his lower thighs until it curved again and connected to the port of his MP3. Clad in blue and purple as well as lines of gold, his collar hid those strawberry lips from the world.
The Statue of Hachiko stared down at the boy as the young man stared down the crowd in search of someone he once knew. No, there had never been a promised between the two for a second meeting in the Realground. Not a word about it shared. Just a quick flash of his life before his eyes as a bullet hurdled towards his chest and tore through the clothing and skin to his heart. The organ keeping him alive...
Though, like the dog that stared down at him in a figure of stone, he awaited for someone that would never come o
Hetalia Meets KH- Chapter 2SlashHetalia Meets KH- Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The last Heartless disappeared, the dark shadows melting into the air as the bright, crystal-like heart floated off into the sky. Sora stared at it for a few moments before it disappeared. He then turned back to his friends to make sure they were alright after the battle.
"Donald, Goofy, how are you two holding up?"
Goofy gave his brown-haired buddy a thumbs up and Donald nodded slightly.
"We're a-okay Sora! What about you?"
The teenager rubbed the back of his head. He had sustained no injuries, but what Italy had attempted to tell the trio before he was dragged off concerned the keyblade master very much. He told Donald and Goofy that it was bothering him, and the group agreed that it would be best to try and find the Italian man and his German cohort. If they could even call him a cohort It seemed as though this 'friend' of his was more like a ridiculously strict boss .or a gym teacher A really grouchy gym teacher
"I think he went that-a-way, fellas
A Curious FindA Curious Find2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"And you have a good day yourself!" Jessie said cheerfully, handing the customer's shopping bag. The customer smiled brightly and skipped off, happy as could be. Why shouldn't she though? Only a few moments ago, she was a young, grouchy sort of guy in a foul mood. After a quick spray of the Costume in a Can, he had turned into a peppy and cheerful looking Loly Aivirrine (A far cry in personality from the original version to be sure).
It was 11:17 AM and things were certainly underway in at the neighborhood wide garage sale. After a big burst of people right away, things had settled down in the area, now at a nice and more manageable rate. Jessie *coughJDcough* and her partner, Rachel, were busy selling off their wares and dealing with the waves of customers that came through. At that last person left, there was no one left at their particular sale, allowing themselves to take a quick break.
"Phew!" Jessie said
An old man's deathAn old man's death4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Wearily he sits in his usual chair. Maybe no one will notice how tired he is and how much it hurts. His oldest granddaughter knocks on the door and opens the door.
"Hi grandpa. How are you today?" She gives him a hug and sits the plate of cookies in front of him. Her fiancé steps in behind her with a gallon of fresh cow's milk. He hadn't had that since he was a boy. Yum!
He smiles. "When are you getting married??"
She pauses. A different reaction that usual. Usually she says, "Not sure yet. We'll let you know."
"October the eighth."
For a split second he thought there was hope after all. October wasn't too far away. He could make it until then. That would only be a month after the six month mark the doctors gave him back in March. Then she adds .
He didn't know what to say. He'd never make it that long. He knew he couldn't. For a moment, she caught the distress in his eyes, but he looks away quickly back at the cookies and milk. "Thanks for the cookies." H
Zirit- Meeting at the BeachIt was a nice, sunny day at the beach. The children where playing with the sand and using water guns. I was out on a towel, sunbathing. Straight ahead, the water was blue and shining. To my left, people were playing volleyball. But these were very, very attractive people. The guys were all muscular and tough, and the women? Oh my God! Eye candy to myself, a hormonal male. They were skinny and tall, legs long and lean. Their butts were big and juicy, just like their breasts, which bounced up and down in their skimpy bikinis. Sadly, though, they all were with the big, muscular men. I felt lonely, watching them make out after playing volleyball.Zirit- Meeting at the Beach1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
What I saw to my right was completely different, though. I saw a lonely girl, a very beautiful one. She had beautiful brown hair and eyes, and her breasts and butt were of decent size. Her bikini was tight on her, somewhat exposing her breasts and butt. She seemed kind of depressed, sitting alone under an umbrella with a really sad look on her fac
PoliceForcestuck: Election 4A white van with the logo of Channel Nine on its side drives through Skaia to the regal houses of the area. The Peixes House is lit up from the inside out with other cars parked around. A closer look from the outside can reveal several servants caring for guests; the guests on the other hand range from classy to common citizens.PoliceForcestuck: Election 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Field reporter, Aradia Megido steps out from the van and calls her cameratroll over,
“Right here.” The other troll sets up his camera ready to capture.
“Ready when you are Aradia.”
She nods back at him and holds up her hand, “Start in five . . four . . three . . two . .
And good evening Skaia. It’s Election Day in Skaia and I hope you all voted. The polls are
closed and all that waits is too tally up the results. I’m outside The Peixes Manor that,
as you can see behind me, is filled with eager citizens waiting for the results of
tonight’s election. I’ll report back with candidate Peixes for an interview.
Another Satisfied Bleach BabeAnother Satisfied Bleach Babe2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was 8:00 AM on the second day. The giant neighborhood garage sale was active once more. Cars were already pulling into the area and parking all over the streets. Rachel and JD were both busy putting the remaining items out on their tables, hurrying to get ready for the morning rush. Both of them had returned to their Bleach girl forms, JD as Rangiku and Rachel as Yoruichi, for fun and to help sell the remaining supply of Costume in a Can's they had left.
"Okay then!" Rachel said stretching her arms, "Everything is all set! Bring on the customers!"
"Well hopefully they aren't all here for the spray cans," JD, now back to being Jessie, spoke, "I just counted, we are down to 20 boxes, some of which aren't completely full. I think we should put a limit on how many people can get so we don't run out."
"Good idea," Rachel said, watching as Jessie put a couple of a cans on the main table next to the laptop, "Probably should
Bracelet SellingFrance: "For every bracelet I sell, I will remove one piece of clothing~"Bracelet Selling3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Russia: "Buy a bracelet or I will make you become one with me~/I will bash your face in with my pipe~"
Poland: "Like, buy a bracelet or I'll, like, totally make Warsaw your capital."
Britain: "Flying Mint Bunny wants you to buy a bracelet."
Belarus: "Buy a bracelet, buy one, buy one, buy one..."
America: *loud and obnoxious*
Canada: *everyone walks past him*
Veneziano: "Ve~ Ve~ Buy a bracelet~"
South Korea: "These bracelets were made in Korea, da ze~!"
Prussia: "Buy a bracelet and you'll be awesome like me! 8D"
Austria: "Buy a bracelet or I will express my anger and frustration through the piano."
Greece: "If you buy a bracelet... I'll let you pet Corporal Cat..."
Romano: "Buy a bracelet, you damn bastardos! Buy one before I make you look like a fool with my secret weapon... MUSTACHE!"
Hungary: "Psst... One dollar: a bracelet and a photo of your favorite pairing."
Sweden: *glares at people while holding bracelets
Beyonce TGBeyonce TG4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Drake was an average teen, didn't much care for pop artists, like rap and metal instead. He loved to listen to comedians, and he heard so many of them mention the song called Single Ladies by Beyoncé. Drake decided to look it up and found it to be rather catchy like most pop music, but he liked the video, mainly because of her looks, but he didn't mind the music either. He looked at the related videos and he saw one named if I were a boy, the title seemed rather odd, so he clicked on it to see what it was. As soon as the song started so did the transformation. His hands shrank and became dainty, his arms slenderized, while his body hair fell out and his skin color grew much darker. He looked down at his hand and jumped in shock at what he saw, his shoulders crashed inwards as he arched his back in pleasure as two voluptuous breasts formed on his chest. His stomach was reshaped into a sexy core like that of a model or dancer. His hips shot out and his butt filled in and made his pa
An introduction to Fear.One night, you may come home to your house, or apartment after a long day at work. Normally you might Go on the computer, or watch Television before crawling into bed, but tonight you are just too exhausted. And so, you unceremoniously shuffle through your usual bed-time routine before making your way to your bedroom. The room is dark and cold, you take off your shoes and flop onto the bed. After a few minutes, you slowly find yourself drifting to sleep. You close your eyes and let out a content sigh.An introduction to Fear.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Just when you are a centimeter away from falling over the edge of consciousness, an odd noise startles you into alertness. Drowsily, you open your eyes and listen, waiting for the sound to repeat itself. The room remains silent, so you shrug off the odd noise, and reacquaint yourself with the pillow. The pleasant silence of the room is broken once again. This time, the noise is louder, and it sounds more like a voice. Now you feel anxiety creep over you. You open your eyes and bite down o