Oath of The New Lunar RepublicOath of The New Lunar Republic3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I pledge my loyalty to the New Lunar Republic
To hold my Lunar honor high
To fight in good or bad
To live in allegiance with Luna and the Eclipse
I'll die for our rights in war
I live to give a free today and a brighter tomorrow
Untitled Short Story by RaskUntitled Short Story by Rask10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of rustling backpacks and eagerly departing footfalls brought the lion back to consciousness with a soft groan. Sitting up, he slowly brought his face from between pages 374 and 375 of "Chemical Principles: 8th Edition" and back to earth. Bright fluorescent light wasted no time in assaulting his visage as he brushed his long bangs from blocking it, but the reason for his next groan did not reveal itself until his eyes had adjusted. The whiteboard spanning the entire width of the lecture hall had been mostly white last he remembered, but now was covered with a stream of mathematical expressions and disembodied comments relating to them. Chemistry: 1, Internal Clock: zilch. Gripping his headfur in frustration, the lion retreated to the safety of pages 374 and 375 with a thump.
The professor, a samoyed of the short and round persuasion, gave a sympathetic cluck in the direction of a sight all too familiar to him.
Metroid Legacies: BryyoMetroid Legacies: Bryyo6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Look now to the past, and to the time of peace on Bryyo. See the age of gold, when our world was a paradise unrivaled. Hear the songs of joy fill the streets of the Royal City, as the people honor the coming of Bryyus the First, the Liberator. Behold the launch of our first ship to the stars on that day, and witness the rise of Science, of a New Bryyo. See this, and see the beginning of our downfall.
Age of Science
The ships of Bryyo sped to the stars, in all directions, bearing the banner of peace. Soon we found stellar brethren in the Chozo, the Luminoth, and the Vlla. Starborne knowledge came to Bryyo, and we gladly sent our wisdom to our new friends in return. The hearts of Bryyo were filled with pride, and they honored the Lords of Science for all the wonders we provided. As the time of New Bryyo came to be, the old ways faded. The cries of joy from those who honored Science covered the angry shouts of those who mourned the old ways, the Primal Traditions
Sailor Moon: Unwelcome IntruderOn a twilight night with the sun setting behind the horizon, people and kids alike were returning home after a long day and for Usagi Tsukino aka Sailor Moon she was having a rare night of having the house to herself.Sailor Moon: Unwelcome Intruder3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Alright! The parents are gone and Luna isn't going to be around. Time for all you can eat sweet buffet tonight!" Usagi announced as she entered her house with her blond hair in long pony tails wearing her school uniform of a white t-shirt with blue skirt with a red ribbon in the front holding her Sailor Moon locket with white socks and brown shoes.
She kicked her shoes off leaving her feet clad only in socks and made her way towards the fridge which she knew was stockpiled with some delicious cake.
"Lets see, cake, cake, where is the sweet frosted covered cake?" She sang to herself as she made her way over to the fridge and began to rummage through it. As she did she felt something heavy and cold placed against the back of her head that made her freeze with terror.
Strait to Business"And you'll give me the figure if I do this?" Patricia couldn't help but ask.Strait to Business3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Yup!" Hiyori cheerfully supplied from behind the taller girl. "Now stand still Patty, so I can finish this!"
The two girls were in Hiyori's bedroom, conducting a 'grand experiment' as per the glasses wearing otaku's request. Hiyori had ordered some equipment online and wanted to put it to good use. With the promise of giving away a rare Asahina Mikuru figurine to her blonde friend if she complied, Hiyori found the perfect test subject in Patty. Her friend had arrived in her yellow tank top and tan pants, ready to snag her prize.
"Ah, not so tight, not so tight!" Patty whined, wincing slightly.
"It's a straitjacket, silly!" Hiyori defended as she fastened a leather strap around her stomach. "It's gotta be tight!"
"I guess so " the blonde muttered, before perking up. "C'mon, the fate of the world rests on me getting my hands of that figure! Hurry up and tie me up so I can add it to my collection~"
Rei and the IntruderA quiet day was upon New Tokyo-3. Rei Ayanami was on her way from school, wondering what she would do with the rest of the day. Her homework had been finished and sync tests weren't until tomorrow morning. As she considered perhaps going to a store for once, she stopped at her apartment door to find someone was already there.Rei and the Intruder3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The subject was female, clad in regular street clothes with black gloves and a simple mask that covered her head, save her eyes and mouth. She was hunched over the doorknob, trying to pick the lock open. Rei's arrival caused her to look up at her in surprise.
"You're early," she said. She drew a gun and pointed at Rei. "Now, why don't you help me and get this door open?"
Rei glanced at the gun with her usual unchanging expression. She knew dying would be at best an inconvenience to NERV's plans. Still, she'd rather not do so unless required.
With her usual calm, Rei walked over and opened the door to her place. She walked in, along with the woman, who
Stolen SkyA lull in activity. A pause in information retrieval that seemed to go on far too long. A somber feel in the air that seemed to come from no other living things being in the area. When Kuyou Suou had stopped walking and taken in her surroundings, she came to realize that she was in a section of the city that she wasn't familiar with.Stolen Sky4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Suou was rather extraordinary, in more ways than one. At first glance, she was quite the beautiful girl, fair skin glistening slightly in the sunlight, wearing her usual dark winter uniform from school. She was rather short, her face devoid of emotion, with small silver eyes that seemed to be staring off into space. Most impressive of all was Suou's hair; an immense volume of silky black hair that went all the way down to her calves, with bangs covering her forehead entirely. If one asked the students at her school what Kuyou Suou was like, they would say that she was a very quiet, eccentric, yet beautiful girl, that mostly kept to herself. Unbeknow
Kagome's bad day part 1November 11, 2007Kagome's bad day part 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A ray of light shone directly into Kagomes eyes. She groaned a bit as she rubbed her eyes. To her, something felt wrong, but she couldnt figure out what. Uuuuh... what time is it? she softly muttered as she turned over in her bed and stared at her digital alarm clock. The number screen, completely blank, immediately drew her attention and yanked her out of her state of sleepiness, replacing calm with anxiety. Oh no! My alarm clock broke down! What time is it? She thrust a hand into her nearby purse, fishing out her cell phone, and flipped it open. The time display read 7:27 AM. Im going to be late for school! Kagome cried as she dove into her closet, tearing away her flannel pajamas and searching desperately for her seifuku.
Alright, there goes the late bell, Mrs. Kuroi said as she closed the door. She turned around and went back to her desk to do her attendance sheet when a familiar voi
Can you Spell Bondage?The young Slytherin boy pushed his dark brown hair out of his face. He had set up a trap by the room of requirement as a favor for a Ravenclaw who had, ah, "helped" him with his transfiguration homework. The feather-head had asked some random Gryffindor chick out, and she had flat-out rejected him. That's life, and the Slytherin boy would have been happy to let it stay that way, but the Ravenclaw had threatened to rat him out if he didn't help him get his revenge.Can you Spell Bondage?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Slytherin COULD have just hexed the kid, but that wouldn't have been as much fun. Besides, blackmail was a trait he admired the book-banger would have made a fine snake.
He was shaken from his thoughts by the approach of his target. The Gryffer wasn't bad looking at all. She had sandy-blonde hair in a pixie cut, slender, smooth legs, and a nice chest. That just made what the Slytherin was going to do much more fun
Just after the girl had passed him, the Slytherin waved his wand and muttered "Locomotor Mortis"
Cross CounterCross Counter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everything was set.
Neasa had wasted no time in barging right into Professor Humboldt's home after the Rebel-kun incident, all but demanding that he aid her immediately. Words were exchanged and eventually the professor relented, never being one to turn down a request from the daughter of his dear friends.
Due to time constraints, he had only managed to reinforce two of her Capture Squads. Each one was outfitted with enhanced shock plates to better resist impacts and protect their core's integrity.
Satisfied, Neasa gave the old man a quick hug and sped off with her tougher Shibari-kuns. She was ready to finally bring Sanae to justice.
She had scouts looking for any clues about the evasive ninja's whereabouts since their last run-in, but refocused her search parties efforts twofold after leaving the professor's lab, systematically sending Shibari-kuns to search every inch of wild terrain surrounding the forest.
'Ah, Neasa-sama!' a hushed voice piqued up over the radio she held, <
The Love of a LionHe met her far from the golden plains of Africa, in the grey concrete jungle of the city. It was here, between the hulking towers of steel that he chanced upon the fair lady of his dreams. In a coffee shop with the logo of a green mermaid with two tails, he had found his lioness. She was no princess, nor a heiress to a vast amount of gold, she was simply an independent modern woman through and through. The way she had held herself and roared when the skinny latte she had ordered was served with full-cream milk, had somehow managed to capture his gaze. Maybe it was the fire in her eyes or the way her brown hair ruffled as she bared her teeth but he knew then and there that he needed to have her. This woman in front of him, who was unlike any other, was his lioness.The Love of a Lion2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
With a deep draw of breath, he pushed out his chest and walked gallantly to the aid of this fine damsel in distress. Handling the situation with panache, he worked it into his favor, receiving both a free skinny latte f
An impromptu getaway-Part 2Even as consciousness began to return, it was still a while before Shurelia was able to grasp her predicament. The numerous lungfuls of anesthetic, coupled with her already weak health, saw to it that, for a few moments after she stirred, she remained crumpled up on the ground, moaning and squirming occasionally.An impromptu getaway-Part 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
As she began to regain her sense, Shurelia became aware of a rattling of metal with each move she made, down about where her feet were. Glancing down at them, she found that her boots had been slipped off, her feet and legs left totally bare, and a pair of sturdy-looking shackles had been clasped around her ankles, with a fairly long chain attaching them to a metal eye screwed into the concrete beneath her.
Gasping, Shurelia sat up and began to look around, yet another rattle accompanying... she found herself in a darkened room, all concrete, completely alone save for a few pieces of machinery lying around. Trying to reach down to reach down to tug at the chain around her ankl
I'm the type...to try and smile when they're gunning me down andI'm the type...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I won't tell you until I'm full of empty shells that
the world wasn't built on land but on
a lack of better term for human desire for satisfaction that does not exist.
To be optimistic when one's soul is a realist but
it doesn't matter how many petals you count because
the last draw will always end with a dead end that
takes you to a new beginning where at first you feel..
this is it. And I'm going to make this my
home.. If not for the eyes that prey on your identity while perched on
trees that take root on ground made of greed and
Is happiness a paradoxical conspiracy that finds salvation in the dreaming minds of those awake. Or perhaps just
something I have only caressed but never tasted to
Is suffering that which is beyond the first dream that
we all awaken to after sleeping that first sleep when
we break free of Innocence.
Or are my words not but images that you have unconsciously
Digging Deep (II) - Middle GroundDigging Deep (II) - Middle Ground10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Yes?” Reiko asked, coming to a halt to address the pair. Though her body tensed slightly, she tried her best to be all smiles.
Haruhi glanced at Reiko’s slightly exposed midriff, noting the slightly toned abs. Her eyes drifted to her equally toned arms, then darted down to her legs. Finally, Haruhi’s gaze settled on Reiko’s strained smile.
“Well, I was going to ask you if you’ve seen anything suspicious, but I’d say that you’re plenty suspicious!” Haruhi accused, pointing a finger up at Reiko’s face. If Haruhi seemed intimidated by her height and build, she wasn’t showing it. Mikuru, on the other hand, looked utterly terrified. “S-Suzumiya, you can’t say things like that to someone!” she cried out. Her fidgeting body, huddled nervously behind Haruhi, spoke volumes to Reiko – the girl was terrified.
"The Monster without a Name"There once was a Monster who had not a name"The Monster without a Name"4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who wanted one badly, so he could be tame
He split into two, one went East, one went west
To look, in the world, for a name that was best.
The one that went West journeyed far over land
To look for a name in the world wide and grand
He wandered and walked until finally he found
A little old hut on a small grassy mound.
The old hut was Otto's, blacksmith of the town
A large working man with his hands big and brown
The Monster approached him, and bid him "Good day!
Have you sir a name I can have, if I may?"
"My name is Otto, by that name I live,"
The blacksmith replied. "My name I cannot give!"
"If you give me your name, and if I can be you
I'll make you the strongest and best blacksmith, too!"
Big Otto considered this offer quite well.
"If you make me strong, to you my name I'll sell!"
The Monster jumped into his stomach, became
Big Otto the Smith. Finally he had a name!
And Otto the Smith was admired by all
For he was the strongest, the bigge
This Is Why We Can't Be In LoveThe day we first met, she was naked. The empty gallery had turned the A/C off and she said, "it's hot, too hot for clothes," and she stripped down to skin. She was pink and raw from sunburn, shiny plasma peeking out of translucent cracks in her epidermis.This Is Why We Can't Be In Love2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"How many times have you done this today?" I asked her. "Also, hello."
I know I flushed pinker than her, fully clothed in my capris and navy fingerless gloves even though it was already July-- burning for her, because she didn't seem to notice her own skin.
She smiled, asked, "Am I beautiful?"
"I don't even know you."
"Okay," she said.
"I have to go," I said.
* * *
She was still naked, our second encounter. I was eating a blizzard in the Dairy Queen and she was sitting at the counter with the tall stools. I tried to avert my eyes, to focus on whatever was outside the window in the parking lot, but she caught my gaze in hers and trapped me. As I watched her, she grinned and twirled, bare feet on the linoleum floor,
What did one damsel......say to the other damsel?What did one damsel...5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
- Pass the pocketknife when you're done, eh?
- Did they try the Upper Arm Grab on you too? Man, what a bunch of nerds.
- Hang on, I'll just finish twittering...
- This trunk is surprisingly roomy.
- Man, this is some cheap tape this guy is using.
- Look, swiping a couple of uniforms and sneaking in by pretending to be newly-hired maids seemed like a good idea at the time. When are you going to stop giving me the silent treatment?
- OMG, I am TOTALLY crushing on our captor! Don't give me that look, I saw him first.
- Wait, is that bomb timer on a 12 or 24 hour clock?
- Argh! I can't get a single bar down here! Stupid discount cell plan...
- Why? Why did I opt out of gymnastics in high school?!?
- Geh. Ever since Daddy won the lottery, it's just been Kidnapping after Kidnapping, day in, day out...
- And yet, all I can think of is that essay that's due tomorrow I haven't even started yet.
- Okay, so when he comes back, I'LL distract him with the Puppy Eyes rout
False HopeIf we feel strong when we protectFalse Hope2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is it we are protecting?
Is it ourselves?
Is it our beliefs?
Is it our aspirations?
It is none of these.
For we are tiny, pitiful creatures once again deceived by hope.
ODSS Chapter 30ODSS Chapter 303 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Kathleen had seen the footage of the Covenant ships leaving, of the human ship with it. She didn't understand why they were being left behind. The UNSC had made it clear that they weren't sending any more through the portal to whatever was on the other side. Kathleen didn't know what was on the other side of the portal, but the prophet and all of the Covenant had followed. Kathleen stared at the screen which showed the glowing gateway that hung in the air. She wondered if Enre had gone through with them.
The door to the barracks opened and Kathleen snapped to attention. "Admiral on deck!" The ODSS all stood up and saluted as the man moved into the room.
The admiral nodded. "At ease." Kathleen dropped her hand but still stood rigid as she waited for the admiral to speak again. "I have some bad news for you. Right now there is a large Covenant ship on its way here, and it's carrying an army of flood." Kathleen stiffened more at the news. An army of flood? "Now, we still have three Sparta
The Questioning Of RealityIf it’s beautyThe Questioning Of Reality2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If it’s strength
If it’s love
If it’s power
If it’s happiness
If it’s destruction
But if it’s the ability to detect whether we live in reality or not
You’ll never win
Snow in the SunAs summer fast approached, Haruhi Suzumiya had declared a bold new plan to promote their club. “Listen up everyone! We’ve been in a rut lately, without a stupendous mystery in sight! We need to promote ourselves more in order to attract the right kind of attention!Snow in the Sun1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Slamming her hands down onto her desk, their leader boldly declared, “Therefore, the SOS Brigade will be attending Comiket to open up our own stall!”
After a moment of silence, Kyon cleared his throat. “Haruhi…” Kyon pointed out, exasperated, “You need to fill out forms far in advance to get a stall set up for these things.”
Haruhi wouldn’t have any of it. “Nonsense; I’m sure they won’t mind if we set something up ourselves! A makeshift booth isn’t hurting anyone, right? And to blend in better, we’ll wear disguises!”
Disguises, as it turned out, had involved “cosplay” outfits.
“I’ll be Snow White, Mikuru c
Dean x Dead! Reader - Built for BlameSupernatural - Dean x Dead! Reader - Built for BlameDean x Dead! Reader - Built for Blame1 year ago in Drama More Like This
WARNING: CONTAINS SOME GORE, SADNESS, AND DEATH. DON'T LIKE? DON'T READ!
~Eyes can only see what they want
When they’re open minded to the thought
Of getting hurt again beating to the bone
With the thought of all your worst events
Is that you just look don’t touch
Oh you think you know
It’s exactly what you want for love
Your heart without a key and just a lock to bleed
This wreck you’ve made it’s all you’ll need~
Dean Winchester sat on the musty motel bed, head in his hands. Sobs racked through his body.
It had only been the second day since you left him. Left the world.
And it was all his fault.
You, him and Sam went on a hunt. It was supposed to be a simple salt and burn, but they never really are, are they? You all seemed to be winning against the ghost. It had been terrorizing the town, taking down anything it felt like. You had been so excited to take it