The Walk...The Walk...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey!" Tali yelled like alarm when the wrench simply flew off from her hand and with hollow clank fell on the cold slatted floor of the Engineering deck. The Quarian tech sighed irritated, looking at the chuckling person in the corner and venting air off her suit angrily.
"Tag, stop that! That`s not funny! I need to work!" She tried to collect the instrument from the floor but it slipped her hand again flying into Shepard`s opened palm.
Tali narrowed her shining eyes and threw the massive nut that she was just going to screw on at him. Shepard easily foresaw that, the air around him shined blue and he immediately teleported to the neighboring corner of the room, the "missile" missed him and hit the wall, making unpleasant echo.
"Missed me " Before he finished his face received the dear and loving kiss of a dirty rag Tali used to clean her hands from the engine oil and other. Tagren choked on the strong smell of the grease mixed with rust and a few dozen additional "aromas" he didn
Human Colony IntruderHuman Colony Intruder4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Well, obviously we have some Collectors in Citadel space.
They're landin' on yo colonies
They're snatchin' yo humans up
Tryin' to blend 'em
So y'all need to
Hide yo kids,
Hide yo wife,
And hide yo' husband
Cuz they're swipin' errybody out 'ere.
You came and attacked us (twice!)
Now we lookin' for you
We gon' find you (x2)
So you can run and tell that
We got yo weapons
You done left survivors and all
You are so dumb
You are really dumb
You are really really really really really so dumb.
(Ashley) I was attacked by some Collectors on Horizon.
So dumb (x4)
Unlikely Pair - HackerTitle: Unlikely Pair Contest Submission - Hacker!Unlikely Pair - Hacker3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Game: Mass Effect
Characters/Pairing: Commander Candylan Shepard (femShep) and Tali'Zorah with an appearance by Legion
"Bosh'tet!" Tali'Zorah screamed at her omni-tool. The more she rapidly tapped at the holographic buttons, the more furious she became.
Commander Candylan Shepard noticed the unusual behavior coming from her quarian companion and went to investigate. "Is something the matter?"
"It's nothing, Commander."
"Judging by all your huffing and puffing, it's far from nothing. What is it?"
"It's this player on Galaxy of Fantasy. That bosh'tet killed my character in a single move. He must be hacking!"
"Galaxy of Fantasy? Really? I didn't know you played, Tali," she responded, tucking her messy blonde locks behind her ear to reveal the smirk growing on her face.
"It started as a way to play with some people I kn
ME- What Happened? Chp.2Shepard's elevator ride down to the Crew Quarters seemed like an eternity. He walked out of the elevator and made a right to Miranda's office. He was so furious he almost ripped the doors open with his biotics. She was packing her things like she was trying to leave. When she saw Shepard the only words she could utter was "uh oh " Shepard lifted her with his biotics and exclaimed "Give me three good reasons why I shouldn't have Jack come up her and share her feelings on Cerberus with you." Shepard now knows what Garrus must of felt like when Sidonis betrayed him. The only difference was Shepard's "Sidonis" was right in front of him. Garrus "You have my best friend my girlfriend and other various types of my friends." Nick Yelled before giving Miranda a chance to speak. She grunted, she was in pain. Shepard had to force himself to ease up on her. "ok ok " Shepard released her. " you have every right to be mad at me Shepard. I had nothing to do with this I wasME- What Happened? Chp.23 years ago in Profiles More Like This
ConfessionConfession4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fovorite weapon: X-15e Vindicator, Assault Rifle
Back Ground: Earth-born, sole survival
Personality: Kind, sensitive, careing: prefer strenghtening companions other than herself. Would shield friends with her Biotics and even her body if need be; gladly gives her only weapon to any party member to insure their survival. Forgets to feed fish, wants to have a pet Varren.
"With word you can save, with word you can kill - the word can lead people, and follow they will!" - Russian say, English remake.
Normandy, captains quarters, a week after defeating Collectors, 22:18. (BEFORE ShadowBroker quest!)
Jaina Shepard was sitting on her sofa and watching over a collection of star ships models she assembled during her mission. The collection was complete all vessels available were there and it brought certain pride to their owner at very least it was a full set of beautifully made models, for our heroine however it
Mass Effect: Return to YouTitle: Mass Effect: Return to YouMass Effect: Return to You3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Game: Mass Effect
Disclaimer: Bioware owns all
A/N: This short fanfic was inspired by the following deviation by Ghostfire: Mass Effect: Shepard's Present. The first three paragraphs of the story (bolded below) were taken directly from the artist's caption, word for word. The rest of it is all me, for better or worse.
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"Are you sure this is what Shepard would want? He seemed to prefer me out of my suit. Why put more clothes on?" Tali's voice sounded uncertain as she nervously stretched the waistband of a pair of silky black panties.
"Not those; these," Kelly answered with a little grin, holding a matching set against the quarian's envirosuit. "Unless his psychological profile is completely off the mark." She paused to consider that, then put a hand on the fidgety girl's shoulder. "Don't w
Short, Sad Life Left - Part 11.Short, Sad Life Left - Part 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The doctors didn't know why Chell was sick, why her skeleton was deteriorating at an accelerated rate, but she herself knew perfectly well: it was the repulsion gel, the goddamned repulsion gel. The prerecorded voice had warned her not to get covered in itof course, that was about five minutes too late. She'd managed to wash it off in a stream of water several chambers later, but by then it had already done its damage.
Now, six months later, she was dying. She knew that, and she knew that she didn't have very much time left. What a strange twist of fate it was that she'd survived GLaDOS's testing been released, evenonly to have it kill her when she was safely away from all things Aperture.
Well, that wasn't entirely true. While she had burned the official Aperture clothing she was wearing when GLaDOS let her go, Chell had kept the Companion Cube. She didn't know why, but for some reason, it still comforted her. So even in this hospital room at what she knew
COMPLETELY REDONE- Bleach OC Bio: Miki FuyunoCOMPLETELY REDONE- Bleach OC Bio: Miki Fuyuno2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Please note that this character resides in an alternate universe with a separate gotei and story so as not to interfere with canon characters and canon story line.)
Name: Miki Fuyuno.
Age: 300's but appears to be in her early twenties.
Birthday: December 3rd
Position: 5th Division Captain.
Weight: 118 lbs
Appearance: At first glance you can notice that Miki is quite short, only standing at a mere four foot ten inches. She has a round and somewhat childish faced which causes her to put extra effort into looking less juvenile. Her eyes are on the large side and are a shade of violet. Despite her height and young face Miki does have a curvy figure with larger hips, strong base and a large bust. She's prone to chubbiness and therefore must watch what she eats and exercise regularly. Miki prefers to cover up and opts for things with longer sleeves and billowing fabrics. She does find h
Bleach OC Bio: Kozue FukkashiBleach OC Bio: Kozue Fukkashi3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Hiragana: こずえ 風花し
Age: Physically about 14
Birthday: February 22
Weight: 115 lbs
Blood type: A
Relatives: Drazon Fukkashi (Father), Miki Fuyuno (Mother)
Affiliation: Gotei 13, Soul society.
Occupation: 3rd seat of the 9th division.
Base of operations: Division 9 barracks, seireitei, soul society.
Appearance: Kozue is at an average height and weight for his age. He has brown eyes which he inherited from his Father. His hair is a dark forest green, which flips out in all directions and is rather messy. His bangs are side swept and longer pieces of hair in front frame his face.
Kozue wears the regular shinigami uniform but with a high collar. He wears fingerless gloves and keeps his zanpakuto tucked into the right side of his sash.
Personality: Upfront Kozue i
Failsafe -- Chapter OneShe hated machines.Failsafe -- Chapter One4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was understandable, after all that had happened. But that hadn't stopped Black Mesa from giving her a job fixing them. She had a sort of gift for it, they had said. It was true, but really, they probably just couldn't think of anywhere else to put her. Still, it had been about six months now, and she supposed she was getting used to it.
But today the higher ups had called her to help Zed, again. And, again, at some absurd hour she preferred not to recall. Chell was fairly certain no one got used to him. Her face twisted apprehensively as the door to his lab slid open. Normally, the place was bustling with scientists, but at Some Absurd Hour, Zed was the only one around. He was frantically tinkering with a machine about three or four times his size. Stepping through the threshold, Chell reached to her right and knocked on the wall
"Oh!" Went the scientist, followed by an awful sort of clang when he jumped and his head connected with the metal machine above
Portal - DifferentPortal - Different3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
6.45 am, the alarm screams.
Is it Wednesday? Thursday? You can't even remember. All of your days are dully similar the best you can do to survive their suffocating routine is yawn in their face, the same way every morning.
Now go wash your face, get dressed and open your door, to walk out and spend the next eight hours at your dusty desk. You hate living in that office. It is boring and monotone, like everything else is.
You still don't know what you want to do with your existence; it may seem a bit late, yes, but you do not like this routine at all. That is why, every morning, you wake up fifteen minutes earlier to have breakfast in the café a moment of relax, a distraction from your life. And then there is the girl.
She truly came out of nowhere. She appeared at the coffee house early one day, as indifferent as if she had always been working there. You never changed your daily habits since you saw her; for every morning, while you peek at her from behind the newspaper,
Never Happen to You - Part 4"'Go'?" Chell asked in disbelief. "You're kidding me, right? How the hell do you expect to get rid of me? Come on, Dave, think. Besides, I've known you since you were a toddler. I know you wouldn't hurt me." But she could feel nothing but coldness from him, and it rattled her. The innocent child she'd once known didn't seem to exist anymore.Never Happen to You - Part 43 years ago in Drama More Like This
"You're probably right," Dave admitted. "I don't know how to get rid of you. But I managed to contact my company before the computer started its goddamned experiment. Although I guess it was a blessing in disguise." He let out something that could pass for a sardonic laugh. "Who'd of thought that those standard-issue company microchips would actually be good for something?"
"Good?" Chell echoed. "You're happy about being in here?"
"Of course," he said. She could feel his cockiness, and she wondered if it would wind up being his undoing. After all, that was how it always worked in things like movies and video games, right? "You
WH40K Chooser of the Dying: pt2Stepping into the forest was like stepping into another world entirely. Light struggled to pierce the dense canopy overhead creating dancing shadows that were as dark and bottomless as pits, the temperature was cooler by several degrees but the air was closer, invasively so, bringing with it a hundred subtle sounds and smells that positively made the hair on the back of Izbors' neck stand on end.WH40K Chooser of the Dying: pt21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Nervous boss?” inquired Vyacheslav. Izbor felt an ugly flash of irritation and leveled a chilly stare at the young pilot before tromping off through the loamy forest after their guide who had proceeded ahead.
“What’d I say?” blustered a perplexed Vyacheslav.
“You ought to know better.” Muttered Lars under his breath.
“Both of you shut up, if either of you had the good sense the Emperor gave a stone you’d know there’s a thousand Throne forsaken things just out of sight waiting to eat you, if Izbor has the good sense to be nervous then
I hate that I love you part 5Only that didn't happen.I hate that I love you part 53 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He didn't fall to his death, all that he fell to is the cold, hard floor.
"Wh...What happened?... Where am I?..." He moaned, the fall wasn't too nice.
"You're inside the incinerator. What does it look like?" The cold voice of GLaDOS was heard coming from the speakers.
Wheatley, trying to be clever (and failing!) just said, "Well how can I see if it's dark?..."
"Oh, VERY clever. MORON! I don't see how you thought that was worthy of saying!" she growled back, "Now shut up, or I guarantee that you won't be coming out of there anytime soon..."
"Not a moron..." Wheatley whispered to himself.
"What was that?!"
"You'd better hope so..." GLaDOS said as clicks were heard in the background. The lights in the incinerator came on and a panel opened to reveal cleaning utensils. Wheatley picked them up, sighed and started to clean...
A while later
"Finally! I'm finished!" Wheatley sighed as the put the utensils away, "I'm done!" he then shout
Hell or High Water Ch. 15He sat in the small room that served as his private office, staring at his desk. The pen in his hand meticulously worked measured circles onto the paper he'd recovered, drawing nothing at all in particular.Hell or High Water Ch. 153 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She didn't know him.
She didn't know he had been the one to do it. The one who hadheld her inside the building. The one who had bumped her up to the prestigious position of being the first. The one who had committed the atrocious crime of making her the sacrificial lamb.
But what would happen if when if she found out? Her brutal scowl had already been enough to break his heart, though he'd hidden the emotions behind a polite smile. At first he feared she'd remembered, but he'd come to realize the look on her face had been defensiveness, not recognition.
How like an animal she'd looked! And how calm she'd become upon the mention of GLaDOS...
Perhaps it would have been better if it were just her and GLaDOS together. He smiled, pained yet comforted by the thought.
Nightblade BioNightblade Bio2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Alt Mode: F-35 Jet
Occupation: Energon Scout and Autobot Seeker
Personality: Genuinely optimistic and happy, she is very easy going and always willing to give others second chances. She enjoys dancing and listening to music, but is fairly clumsy and silly. She has some PTSD from her time as a Deception captive however, so her optimism and silliness are a form of protection.
History: She was born only a couple years before the war and so doesn't have many memories of her parents. Growing up quickly because of the conflict, she and a couple of others were chosen from both sides to go on an expedition to find energon on other planets, as a step for hopeful peace. Once they landed on the first planet, one with a lot of unrefined energon, the crew members that had been appointed by the Decepticons killed the other Autobots, keeping her alive though because she was a femme. For the next part of her life, she was kept as a pleasure-bot for her c
Still Alive Chell's VersionThis was a triumphStill Alive Chell's Version4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But I can't make the note here: Huge success
I just don't have that much satisfaction
They say that they do all that they can
But what about all the people who are already dead?
Though there's no sense crying over all those mistakes
I just can't keep trying to keep getting that cake
There's too much science to get done
Just to finish this gun
For the person who is
She says she's not angry
She says that she's so sincere right now
But she is the one
Who tried to kill me
And tear me to pieces
She even tossed me into a fire
Yet I didn't burn although it would
Make her oh-so-happy then
I don't get that data inside that AI's mind
But she should stay in beta,she can't come out this time
'Cause I almost got burned
Despite all those things I learned
When I was trying to be
I tried to leave her
But she kept on dragging me inside
If only there's somebody that will help me
Maybe Black Mesa
Like that'll happen
*sigh* Fat chance...
Loathing You - Part 3GLaDOS's thoughts were scrambled. At first, there had been hundreds of thousands of conflicting signals threatening to overwhelm her sensors. She would have cried out in terror if she could have, but the mixing sensations were too confusing for her to do even that, so she settled for trying to shut herself off.Loathing You - Part 33 years ago in Drama More Like This
It didn't take her very long to succeed in that, but when she came back online some time later, all the signals were gone.
All the signals were gone. She couldn't access anything in her facility, no matter how hard she tried, and all sorts of new sensations she couldn't quite identify were running through her circuits.
She could hear some sort of muffled screaming, and she tried to separate it from the loud beeping noises that were going on around her, but she couldn't even do that. It was dark, and for some reason her sensors were glitching so that she could only make out vague shapes. It occurred to her that all her chances of survival hinged on the moron, and at that t
WaterAll I asked was for a single glass of water. A glass, a cup, an ounce, a single drop would be enough. I knew you could see me dying there, my body draining itself of whatever resources were left, I know you heard me crying in the night, wasting precious tears in the hope of a little mercy. I licked them away as they fell as best as I could. I couldn't afford to waste them. It was a wonder I could produce tears at all, and there came a day when they finally stopped.Water5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And I thought you had broke, when you came to me in the day, when the sun stole what little I tried to preserve. You held the thing I craved, you held life as far as I was concerned, and I drank without thinking, and you watched as I threw it up and convulsed. You tipped over a bucket of rainwater and watched me lap it up from the floor like a dog.
I asked for food. A crust, a crumb, anything to end the pain in my stomach. You gave me meat, stinking and crawling with maggots. You gave me bread hard as stone, my feeble
1. After the Game - GLaDOSShe lied. Again.1. After the Game - GLaDOS4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
And this time, she was almost sorry.
She did not delete Caroline. The truth is, she couldn't. But what would one more little lie do?
Or she hoped. There was a very small chance Chell had any connection to Caroline in any way, and a much smaller chance that it would affect anyone's life if they thought Caroline was alive or dead.
Maybe her parents. Her sister.
But nothing that could change the world.
Plus, Chell cannot talk. So that's just perfect.
She was a fraction from being positive that lying would do absolutely nothing.
This small discrepancy made her want to test.
It was good to be back, even if her Enrichment Center has been indefinitely scarred beyond repair; mechanically, digitally, and physically.
Her 'body' felt used, dirty, like she desperately needed a shower.
But that was the fresh potato coming back to haunt her.
Being Caroline taught her many valuable lessons.
Life isn't all about testing. Doing sc
Kirby- Legacy of Meta-KnightThe Legacy of Meta-KnightKirby- Legacy of Meta-Knight11 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I've had the honor to stand alongside one of the greatest knights the universe had ever known.
I have watched his rise, his fall, and rode along the currents of his determination.
A determination that nothing could weaken, that would never falter.
He was my leader, teacher, mentor, friend and confidante.
"Who is this knight?" one may ask. Not because one didn't know his name, for everyone knew of Meta-Knight's legacy. No, one may ask because in fact no one really knew who he was. He was stoic, compassionate, honorable, but those only described his behavior. No one knew what motive lay behind his actions, except for me, except for my brethren. We were nothing but four knights expelled from our respective kingdoms for our sheer incompetence. We had nothing, were nothing, until he came.
He didn't need soldiers; he was sublime. Yet in his kindness he took us in, trained us, cared f