Karasu - Part 3Karasu - Part 310 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The following days seemed to drag behind the young monk. While before he experienced occasional distraction, he now found it nearly impossible to focus. The pace of his daily tasks was hindered by perpetual musing. It felt as if he had been given a wonderful book to read, only to have it taken away after the first page. What more could he have learned from her? With slight embarrassment, he also wondered if she ever thought of him, as well -- or if she had already forgotten about their encounter. When he realized he would probably never see her again, his daydreams faded into disappointment.
“Shichi! Focus,” came the stern voice of his mentor, snapping him back to the present. At his side was a lacquer box of acupuncture needles, and before him lay a somewhat-voluntary patient.
“I’m sorry,” Shichi said under his breath, steadying the younger tengu’s wrist as he positioned his next point.
“This art is about balancing energy,” Sagiri
Echo przeszeszlosci 07Echo przeszeszlosci 072 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stanęła w progu jego drzwi. Nie zrobiła jednak kroku, nie weszła do środka.
Nie dla tego, że cuchnęło papierosami.
To była jego przestrzeń.
Przestrzeń, w której było miejsce tylko dla jeszcze jednej osoby.
Nie dla niej.
Wiedziała to od chwili, gdy zobaczyła jego twarz tak blisko tej drugiej. Gdy zastała ich razem, leżących i patrzących sobie w oczy. Może nawet zobaczyła fragment tego, co było kiedyś między nimi?
Wtedy się wycofała... zostawiła ich razem, uśmiechając się do siebie.
Nie chciała psuć tego obrazka.
Wszystko nagle się poskładało. Stało się tak oczywiste. I była w sumie pewna, że nazajutrz będzie jakoś inaczej. Po prostu cieplej.
Jednak powinna się już nauczyć, że nie można ułożyć sobie wszystkiego po swojej myśli.
Rehearsal"I'm Kylee. Pleasure to work with you si-No no no. Too formal." She sucked her teeth wetly, frowning at the door. The hall to the light wing had been thankfully empty, and for once she didn't have to stumble over what she wanted to say in person, and maybe she could actually come out with a good impression. She'd already hit two people on either the first, or the second meetings. A worrying trend she didn't want to continue, even if it -was- basically harmless.Rehearsal3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Inhaling, she started again.
"Heita-no um- Howzit- no no no…too cheeky." Her accent became thick and shaking fingers scratched at the scars at the left side of her scalp self consciously.
"What was even their names again..?" she was not prepared for this.
"Their names are; Feed and Me." A raspy voice mouthed and she felt a familiar jerk on her scalp. Rolling her eyes, she squinted down at Rusal, and was regarded lazily with one of the fish's crooked eye, daring her to argue as it chewed on her blo
DD: The ChoiceVivian was usually sure of herself when it came to decisions, even some that required a second opinion, she stuck to what she thought was right and went through with it. Even when they ended up biting her back where the sun didn't shine, Vivian still was stubborn enough to stand by what she did. Not really admitting with a second thought or hesitation of guilt, either.DD: The Choice3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
But this.. .this was something entirely different.
She arrived home late that night and was now with a new pet--no, he felt like more than that. Agnitus referred to himself as a tutor or some sort of sage of guidance, but he had just of a bad attitude as her. He'd be more of a companion, maybe. It was the last thing she thought she would've been doing that day. The said new "companion" had taken to keep himself in his solid form, resting himself on her purse and didn't budge as she opened the door and went inside to her apartment. Vivian glanced at him, snorting at the fact he was sound asleep. 'The old bird must've t
The beginning of the endWithin the darkest pits of hell, at the furthest corners of the sixth circle of hell stood a figure unlike any other, it's crested, eyeless head stood on top of slim shoulders, but to the shoulders no arms were attached, no they hung there, floating in mid-air with the tips of the talons brushing the ground with each swinging motions brought on by a shrug, a shake or a twitch of the demon himself. Down the length of the tall, slim torso there were many runes and cuts evident, even cracks upon the tough chitin covering the demon from head to toe, and where the waist was supposed to begin he seemed to have been bent in half, for even as his legs did grow out from the waistline, that was where the anomalies began.The beginning of the end4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Four pair of long, scrawny, chitinous legs were spread out, supporting the mass of the torso and the abdominal part on the back, shaped and covered in chitin like with any common household bug. Resting, and why not covering it up, on top of the abdomen laid a pair of
Gamer's Demonology Vol. AGamer's Guide to Demonology, Mythology and Legend: Vol. AGamer's Demonology Vol. A6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Two of my lifelong hobbies have been gaming and demonology, and the two go hand-in-hand. Whoever said video games were a waste of time either never bothered to look into the art medium they were criticizing or simply weren't intelligent enough to recognize the wealth of cultural and literary reference and inspiration that game designers draw from. As a tribute to the vast amount of cultural mythology, demonology and literary references available in genres from RPG's to fighting games, I am creating a gamer's resource as to what some of the characters, enemies and items they've come across in various games originate from. It was video games, after all, that inspired me to study these fields for nearly two decades now. I will try to list a being's name, origin of legend, a small description, a longer one, then a list of the games I've recently played that they appear in. Since there's no way I can remember all the references from
Merman from LandBlue eyes.Merman from Land7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He's a blue eyed wonder.
Not like my the rest of my kind. Most of us have seafoam or bright green or even yellow. But never blue. Have you truely ever seen a blue eyed mermaid? Didn't think so.
Look at his hair.
Dark and wavy like the ocean.
Its gorgeous! Maybe he's not a mermaid at all? He's too beautiful to be any such thing. I always thought his fins where odd. There are two of them and they look like long sticks. The flippers at the bottom are kinda useless looking in the water. No webbing. Just little nubs of flesh and bone! But he's been on the land before.
Isn't that amazing?
A mermaid whose seen land and sea.
I find I don't know if I want to envy him or love him. So I love him instead. When I'm in his arms, curled against his chest, I love him more than the ocean its self. With his hands sliding through my short blonde hair. And he stares at me with those beautiful blue eyes that make me melt.
He calls my fin beautiful.
Flatters me with mystical words abou
A Vampires searchBehind Closed lidīs, i see a face....A Vampires search8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It Cares,Loves and comfortīs me
In my victimīs blood i hear a voice...
It Soothenīs my heart and eases my mind
In the dead of night i see the bearer of the face,
I seek the wielder of the voice enslaving my mind
Is my search in vain??
or will i one day find the one who beconīs me
What will i do??
Where will i go??....
Arcanas SilverfirePrologueArcanas Silverfire8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Once upon a time in a land in an other dimention separate from ours lived a race more beautifull than the elfs we once had on our world millenias ago,And this race was called the fairies....yes dear reader the fearies..you readed it correctly but these fairies were nothing like the ones Depicted in the bedtime storys told to little kids in our world,No no not at all these Fairies unlike their thumb sized counterparts here in our realm these Fairies were taller than an average human and allways without exeption had long straight hair and softly glowing eyes and trsaparent allmost invisible wings behind their back,But i do believe i have prolonged this prologue long enough as it is so without any further delays i will step aside and allow you dear reader to enjoy the story
*Bows deep and sneaks off*
Arcanas Silverfire...The Lifestory
Arcanas Silverfire Stood by an Cliffīs edge and his ankle
Arcane Treatise 250Stanton's Tomato BisqueArcane Treatise 2508 months ago in Academic Essays More Like This
2 pounds fresh roma tomatoes, blanched and coarsely chopped
1 pound fresh button mushrooms, sliced or diced
1 cup chopped celery stalks and leaves
1 large onion, peeled and diced
1 pinch salt
1 pinch white pepper
2 tablespoons sesame oil
1 teaspoon chopped garlic
1 teaspoon chopped ginger
2 teaspoons chipotle chile powder
2 cups fresh or unsweetened coconut milk
1 cup vegetable/mushroom/chicken stock
2 cups cream of mushroom
1) Heat the oil in a large soup pot over high heat. Once oil is hot, but not yet boiling, add onion and garlic, sauteing until onion softens. Add celery, and saute until released juices have half-way evaporated away. Add mushrooms and tomatoes, sauteing until released juices have again half-way evaporated away.
2) Reduce heat to medium, and fold in salt, pepper, chipotle and coconut milk. Stir until milk is thoroughly orange and starting to boil. Let simmer, covered, for 2 hours at low.
Arcane Treatise 246Crab ChopsArcane Treatise 24610 months ago in Academic Essays More Like This
2 pounds fresh or frozen crab meat
8 tablespoons coconut cream (or unsalted butter)
2 cups flour
3/4 teaspoon miso paste
3 dried Chipotle chili
2 cups cream of mushroom soup
1/2 cup chopped fresh basil
6 stalks green onion
4 eggs beaten
1 large potato, peeled and grated
1 roma tomato, minced
2 cups crushed mixed nuts
1/2 cup chicken or fish stock
2 teaspoons lemon juice
1 bunch fresh cilantro, chopped
1) Chop off the white portions from the green onions, then reserve. Pick out six long leaves among the green portions, and reserve them, too. Mince the remainder. Sharpen the cut ends of the white portions, then wrap them up in a wet paper towel and refrigerator. Heat the cream of mushroom in a saucepan over medium heat with the Chipotle until hot. Let soup simmer at warm until chilis color it.
2) Discard the chilis,. Now gradually fold in four tablespoons coconut cream, one one-half cups flour, and the miso, stirring until m
AgonyPain is itīs friendAgony8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Grief itīs lastname
Sorrow itīs tittle
Death itīs companion
From those is made a deadly concuction
Cold and black like winter night
Seducing and luring like a flame in the dark
Who so seekīs it..never findīs it..for agony...
comes from within....
Something Under The Sea Part 1Something Under The Sea Part 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
Something Under the Sea Part 1
"My name is Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question. Is a man not intitled to the sweat of his brow?..."
And thus goes my journey down.
My name is Mark Meltzer.
" Instead, I chose something different, I chose the impossible: I chose RAPTURE."
A underwater city appeared over a few rocks under the water. It was huge-and beautiful. "Wow!" I said, as a whale drifted lazily below the bathysphere
" Where the BIG would not be constrained by the Small! And, with the sweat of your brow, rapture can become your city too."
I came down here to search for my daughter, Cindy
The bathysphere finally docked. I steepped outside and heard a loud screeching.
I knew this was going to be a long stay.
idea for shirtfront:idea for shirt3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the morning I eat Wurst!
...what kind of Wurst is still the question...
The KrakenThe Kraken1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your life is a boat
Wandering the desolate seas.
But then nothing.
Until the heavens open.
The seas waves grow and grow
Hitting your mast,
What guides you
pulling you on your right path.
In the dark deep waters
Lurks a demon.
A demon so big
It will swallow you whole.
until your last dying breath.
Your worst enemy.
It will wrap its deadly tentacles around you.
Squeeze away your pleading scream.
It's your life's worst enemy.
Saints of San AxolotlEcho birds are as common as muck, and about the same color. Theyre found only in San Axolotl, where they scurry along the paving stones and under the tables of the street cafes, through trash-clogged back alleys and down the walks of rooftop gardens, looking for scraps and seeds. Once you leave the city, though, the echo bird population tapers off within five miles, and the only specimens anywhere else in the world have glass eyes and are wired to their perches.Saints of San Axolotl4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Echo birds are not mimics. There are all kinds of mimics in the bird kingdom, from the pygmy mynah to the rare and savage Cassowary Macaw, whose repertoire generally consists of the screams and curses of its last unfortunate victim. Mimicry is no longer a particularly impressive trick. Any old parrot, with time and patience, can learn to whistle the national anthem and make obscene comments, or both at the same time.
The echo bird, however, does something quite beyond mimicry. If you encounter an echo bird, all you will s
DMPCDMPC2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My DMPC will not be the party leader.
My DMPC will not be as important as the PCs.
My DMPC will be whatever the party needs them to be.
My DMPC's moods will not reflect my own.
My DMPC will be as much a slave to the Dice as the PCs are.
My DMPC can die.
My DMPC will not have all the solutions.
My DMPC will be underpowered.
My DMPC is not perfect.
My DMPC is a support character.
A guide to creating your characterA guide to creating your character1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Creating your roleplay character with the whys and hows.
I have a certain thought process when creating a character that I follow to the bitter end, and it seems to work well in all situations. So I decided I shall share this with you, the reader, on how I go about making a character. I have told this to people in the past, and they all find it beneficial. This thought process is simple and can make things so much easier. I have my friend to thank in the US Warcraft for saying "Always ask why".
The keywords to creating a character are "Why", "Who", "When", "Where". Four of the five W, as well as "How". With logics included.
If you use these words to everything you think up, and to every answer you create, you can eventually have a flawless background, a flawless character with no unanswered questions, nothing unknown, and it will be lore friendly. But only if you ask "why?", firstly, as the main word, then bring in the rest.
The first step, of course, is to decide race
Aren Bestiary: Of The WargAren Bestiary: Of The Warg2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"In the north there is a beast called the whyrg that feeds solely on human flesh. It is the size of a bear but shaped like a wolf with the chest of a lion and the maned neck of a horse. It is said to have a human voice, and often it imitates the cry of a child to lure the mother into the woods, where it will kill her. It is said that this beast is born of human parents but changes its shape from human to whyrg and devours its mother."
-- Deirhestres of Alzarath, The Nature of Beasts
Numerous sources dating back to the Second Dazmar Empire mention a great wolf-like predator living in the northern lands that is associated with humans either by being born in the shape of a human or being able to imitate the voice of a human. They were also known as man-eaters. While such creatures must have appeared mythical to Erdasian scholars, Ordosians and Noderlenners were more than familiar with the beasts. While sightings were sporadic, King Valdarik of Isernalt had a cloak made of the skin of a wa
My personal liarMy personal liar1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see your lies,
I drink your wine.
I see the deception,
I close my eyes.
I do not care.
Lies or truth.
Believe or not.
I see the lie,
It is in the drawing.
I see the truth,
It is in a stranger's picture.
I see you are a prostitute,
you can't hide your heart.
You worship no God,
you believe in no human.
I see your false.
I drink your evil.
I close my eyes,
cause I do not care..
liar and loner,
traitor and player,
I love you...
Possible Apocalypse. chptr 1Authors Note: All that is written is complete fiction. Any relevance to real life situations is completely coincidental.Possible Apocalypse. chptr 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Warning: Some swearing. one gay couple. a sprinkle of violence and, hopefully, a good laugh.
End of the world...
When people think of the end of the world, they are not worrying about the plants or the animals or the world blowing up, even though if the planet exploded it would definitely suck. The definition of `end of the world` for man kind, is when the human race can no longer survive. The animals and plants can continue living, but when all mankind turn to zombies and die? The world will live on.
Sure, a few Nuclear Power Plants and various other machines which need to be looked after by humans may explode in our absence, but the planet doesn't necessarily flood or freeze or catch fire or explode. Just take explosion out of the god damn equation.
Although, as humans, we want to keep hope alive as we trick ourselves into believing mankind can beat all the odds.
Hallow ShadowsIt wasn't scary... not at all! Those tall, jagged shadows which clung to the walls and intimidated me were like home! As for those noises? Ha! I fell asleep to such noises as a child! And those weird looking plants which lined and littered the floors with deathly spikes and thorns? Meh, I've trudged through worse, these are naught but a scratch! Sure my legs all the way up to my thighs might be bloodied and gored but this is nothing compared to what I've been through... a walk in the park! And being chased by such creatures? Who'd have thought? It's as though I'm playing a game with my best childhood friend, and they're it.Hallow Shadows1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Although... there is that ever doubting feeling that I might not leave this dangerous game of Tag alive. If the plants don't trip me and cover me whole so I die of blood loss... or if those noises get louder and pierce my ear drums and burst my blood vessels and eyes... or if those shadows suddenly fall like a pancake off the wall and crush me hole or stab me like p