Of Flattery and FoolsOf Flattery and Fools11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There was something so lovely about Paris in the evenings. Perhaps it was the soft summer's air, or the bustle of the cobbled streets below, or the lanterns that bounced and swayed on the backs of traveling buggies through the dark pathways. The sounds of dogs barking in the distance, the laughter of drunken men at the bar. Watching the bare footed commoners flock to their hovels and inns like low speaking sheep might have felt daunting to a man within those herds, but to one perched so high above them, it was like leisurely watching a school of fish drift along the Seine. It was relaxing.
“Louis! There you are.”
A voice and a hand both broke these thoughts, bringing a young man on a balcony back to reality. As well he should; after all, when one was an esteemed guest at such a ball of nobility, to spend one's down time watching common urchins dwindle down below rather than socialize might have been a bit rude. And so he was brought from his view and escorted back into the
wade liberation warwade liberation war3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Boy was about nineteen. A young man really, but his face made him look younger. Girl was younger, maybe fifteen, sixteen. Peter Bowen thought as he kept his distance considering the situation, studying the several people involved.
City of wade was under Arenian occupation for over three centuries now, and Arenian trackers seeking out mages to be drafted to their military force was hardly an unusual event. Most people who were learned in spellcasting kept their skills hidden, and their weapons were creatively concealed.
Still give it enough time and any trickery will stand revealed. Trackers were by now very skilled in noticing anything with engraved spellcasting spiral. A ring, a stick, the smallest of things. They knew what they were looking for.
This was what baffled peter as he studied the unfolding situation. Boy was blatantly wearing two short swords with the casting spiral boldly and prominently visible on their handles. Either he was a fool, of a foreigner who decide
A dollop of ChaosA dollop of Chaos11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pinkie had been randomly trotting around Ponyville for almost two hours, her gaze constantly checking the sky above her, looking for a cotton candy cloud, a drop of chocolate rain, something that could tell her that Discord was floating somewhere nearby. But that didn't seem to be a lucky day: she let out a deep sigh, sitting on the ground and finally lowering her look: only the sharp pain she felt on the back of her neck made her realize how long she had been inspecting the sky.
When Discord converted to the good side (as much as a Spirit of Chaos could do), she couldn't be more happy about it: she always felt like the draconequus would have been such a great partner to have fun with. Chocolate rain, balloon gardens, popcorn fields, he surely did speak her language! Moreover he was also so random and crazy, topsy-turvy just like her, whose behavior was always shrugged off with an "She's just being Pinkie Pie". And now, there was someone else being Pinkie Pie… Or being Discord… Bei
Kagekao Creepypasta Part 2Kagekao Creepypasta Part 211 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Mark left the bar he was at. He had come to this bar to have a little bit to drink before he faced Beatrice but he didn’t feel like drinking at all and hardly touched what he had bought. Mark told himself that he would go and apologize like a man and set off towards her house.
Mark reached out his fist and knocked on the door loudly. He waited. No one answered. He pressed the doorbell several times, and could hear it ring through the house. Still no one answered. Getting worried, he knocked on the door and shouted her name, still no one answered. He tried the door knob, and it opened. That was odd; she usually kept the door locked.
The first thing he noticed when he entered was the open window, the wood bordering the sides of it seemed to have a lot of claw marks on it, like a cat had been there. He walked into the dining room, calling out her name. He paused when he saw the bottle of champagne on the table. It was
Obituary for Celestion J. SlaterSome generations are represented by an icon. The 60s had The Beatles, the 70s had Jimi Hendrix, and we here in the 2000's had Celestion J. Slater.Obituary for Celestion J. Slater2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
The rumours about Celestion are even greater than the phenomenon of 'Chuck Norris Facts' - Some say he was an Immortal, and the chief inspiration behind the hit film 'Highlander'. Others have said that under the groovy clothes, he was secretly the first working example of human mechanical augmentation. A popular rumour is that he was a super-soldier, created by the government to win wars, but he broke away from that.
But whether none or all of these rumours are true doesn't matter. Celestion made his name in many ways. In music, in the performed arts, his image was even placed into comic books. He amassed a fortune in the hundred billions - But he never squandered his wealth. He gave to charities, and pushed funds like Cancer Research forward greatly with his knowledge and donations.
It has been made clear in his publicly announced will (Man
Brotherhood of the Lens: Due.Trace strolled through the entrance hall of Pace University, the varying angles of the glass windows casting a streaked light across the blue surface of Trace's hair as the warm summer breeze blew through.Brotherhood of the Lens: Due.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He chuckled softly, it'd been a while since he'd been in a building so beautiful, not since he'd visited the Vatican City, years and years ago.
With anxious hands, Trace shoved the second set of University doors open, to behold the spectacle of modern day architecture at it's finest. There, in the centre, stood one glorious glass pillar, that housed a beautifully detailed Holographic School girl, holding her books close to her chest and greeting each new comer into the building by name, "Hey there, Trace!" she beckoned for him to step inside, the ceiling was a pyramid of glass, and the walls were a beautiful white dome, "Welcome to Pace University! Did you know Pace meant Peace in Italian?"
"I did!" Trace chuckled, before pausing. Everybody in the hall had turned to look at him, some
Ashley in Black - OriginsThe rain, the ice cold rain, continued to pound the sodden grass, as Ash silently watched a Star streak across the night sky. The night was cloudless, and the rain, was the manifestation of the souls, soaking through his long black cloak, onto his skin, down his neck...Ashley in Black - Origins3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And each drop, kissed by the pale light of the moon.
It was here, this place of peace, of sanctity, that Shaman had spilt each others blood, since the beginning of humanity.
Ash stood atop a stone, large, and cut into the perfect cube, half lodged in the ground, and positively glowing, with the bright green runes carved onto it's faces.
The grass here, to a Shaman anyway, was glowing. Positively radiant, with the souls of Shamans past, what was once a battlefield, was now a holy ground, where no Shaman could draw their blades.
"You're early, Ashley" a soothing voice emerged from behind him, a voice that slowed his heart and warmly embraced him, the killing mechanism...of a reaper.
"I wanted to take a look at
The Virtual Abyss - Reboot 1The silence I was left in was terrible, had Selina been there maybe it would've been more bearable, but with the current subject laying heavily on my mind, I was forced to cast back on what linked me to the horrific development of Data they called Slade, oh the Clichéd irony...The Virtual Abyss - Reboot 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I was a freshman in the Moderators Academy of Australia, my transfer from England has been mandatory if I was to take part in the tests I'd volunteered for, Diablo had to be involved of course, however her position in Hungary was being covered whilst she too, had made her way to Australia.
A man in a white lab coat, with a Liverpool accent and a receding blonde hairline , was examining his clipboard as he ran me through the safety precautions, a sadistic sort of smile on his face as he told me "...and I warn you, this will hurt."
I nodded slowly "I'm still willing to do this, but first, can you fill me in on all the details?"
"...you deserve that much..." the man nodded, tucking the cli
The Virtual Abyss - Chapter 15Connor had been called away on important business, leaving the rest of us some free time to discuss the recent incidents we'd been struck with.The Virtual Abyss - Chapter 153 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By this time, in Connors absence, Soul had retrieved the file on the Laura Shadow AI, and was profiling, or rather, admiring the photographic images we'd managed to collect so far, including one peculiar incident where she'd apparently been sat in the Cafe, with us non the wiser to her, but Soul didn't seem the share the same raw brainpower Connor had, and instead, whilst still intelligent, found no further clues in the case, so instead he just continued to ogle the images.
As for me, I was accompanied by Celestion at one side of the circular table that made up the conference room, a room just beyond the bedrooms, whilst Stanley and Princess gossiped like schoolgirls on the otherside, Princess occasionally casting Celestion a glance of admiration, needless to say I was already in on the knowledge she had a massive crush on him, however Celestio
Even Without EyesHer eyes had been bleeding since we picked her up, back in that small village. The locals had attacked her and left her for dead in the wastelands. All she did was sit in the room we gave her and cry. She wouldn't eat anything, wouldn't even sleep for more than five minutes. Said the nightmares wouldn't stop.Even Without Eyes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was my responsibility to check up on her. I insisted we pick her up, the Captain said we shouldn't. She'd be too much trouble. He said we'd take her on board if I took care of her, and I agreed. I had to, she would've died out there if I hadn't.
So that's what I was doing, checking up on her. I pushed the door open, and the sound of pained sobbing hit me before I even set foot inside. I slowly walked in, taking care not to make too much noise, and sat down next to her. "Are you OK...?" I gently put a hand on her back, but she whipped around and hit my arm away.
"D-Do I look OK?!" She screamed. Her face was covered in blood, some dry, some still wet, dripping off her chin. The o
The KH2 LP Text Recap 1Kingdom Hearts 2 LPThe KH2 LP Text Recap 15 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Text Recap No. 1
NOTE: I didnt make the script I use during these recaps. The script has these details at the start:
Exclusive KH2 Script brought to you first by KHImpulse
Scripter: DJ Firewolf (email@example.com)
Co-Webmaster of www.khimpulse.net
So DJ Firewolf made this. As far as I know, he/she deserves the credit for writing this script, but not the original. That belongs to I Have no idea. It belongs to Mr. Square-Enix Scrip Writer.
(The words rush the screen and the camera moves through them. Fade in to Sora
standing at a crossroads. More words appear on the screen)
Sora: A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory.
Far away man, far away.
A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream.
You just said that.
I want to line the pieces up--yours and mine.
Yknow, this floating words saying something reminds me of another game Hopefully well be seeing a weird cat-thing with large ears at some point.
Origin of the Music Meister March 10Origin of the Music Meister4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Diary of Bill
Salted Butter- Chp 1Salted ButterSalted Butter- Chp 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rated: M for scenes of an adult nature and potty humor.
Pairings: F! Cousland / Alistair
Summary: A rogue, a templar and an ungodly amount of alcohol. What could possibly go wrong?
The Dalish camp was sparsely populated, its' few inhabitants prefering to remain indoors as dark clouds loomed with the threat of rain. Unpeterbed by something as trival as a bit of drizzle, Alistair strolled barefoot through the tall grass, boots slung over his shoulders as he basked in the simple pleasures bestowed by nature.
The dewdrops soothed the ache in his swollen, callosed feet, the blades gently caressing the battle-scarred flesh of his calves. It was a rare treat to be able to savor the feel of earth beneath his toes and as he wiggled the grubby digits, he was heartened by the sight of the lush greenary, contrasting starkly with the dead weeds of the Kocari wilds.
Slowing his steps, the young non-templar sat down beneath
The First Blight: PrologueTitle: Darkspawn Origins: PrologueThe First Blight: Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Game: Dragon Age
Characters: Original Characters, Dumat the First Archdemon, Darkspawn, Tevinter magisters. As this is set before the events of the dragon age game, you will probably not see many of the actual characters in the game. However, you'll see familiar historical figures and themes.
Disclaimer: The story is completely my own, but is generally consistent with the history of Thedes, world of Dragon Age.
She had never known darkness before this.
Oh yes, she'd been in the deeper places of the woods of Elvhenan, before the magisters burned the place to ash. She'd walked among the spirits of the Dream Realms, in her training as a Keeper's First. She'd seen the darkness of the hearts of the shemlen, or humans as they called themselves. All these dark places she had encountered and walked away from unscathed. But this darkness this was unbearable.
Howl_PrologueYou can't help me now. I'm going to howl out your name, scream it off the rooftops, in a foreign tongue. Matthew! I'll scream in pain. Here I am, a wolf.Howl_Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Frozen in time shedding my skin, every full moon. Your monster. I know you want more, more then I can ever give you, it's for your own good I swear. Monsters arn't meant to be loved, beasts of the night arn't meant to love. So at night when you think I'm off with another. I swear with all of what's human in me, that's not the case. This is just a quivering fantasy I suppose. I knew better then to lead you on. Make you love me.
I've got this impulse that /can't/ be suppressed.
This feeling in the pits of my stomach when the moon is full. I hate leaving you, to cry in your sleep. Waking up all alone. I hate that. I want nothing more then to break free, away from this creature inside me. Just hold you, and give you all the attention you need. No what you deserve. But this fucking /monster/ eats away at m
025. Trouble LurkingIn which: Netherlands feels the wrath of an angered Pole, sports equipment is used as a deadly weapon and getting in the way of Anina's juice ends with you in the intensive care unit. All in Gakuen universe again, and can be seen as a sequel or continuation to 77. Test.025. Trouble Lurking3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"And then you just ran?"
"Ja, and then he just picked me up."
Felicyta cursed. "Sounds like a real ass."
"He's an ass with a big ego."
"Psh. At least tell me you kicked his ass."
"I kicked something, alright."
Anina threw her juice can into the trash. It was after school and she was waiting with Cyta until her brother finished up with football practice and they could walk home. She ran her tongue over her teeth and realized she was still thirsty.
"Hey, I'm going to get some more juice," she said. "Want anything?"
"Nie, I'm good."
She shrugged and left the Pole under a tree in the cool grass. The vending machines were in sight. A perfect clearing. Pushing her weight to her right, she started herself
APH The Greatest Heights 4APH The Greatest Heights 4APH The Greatest Heights 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By: Stitches from TIC and Classifiedbatman
Pairing: NedDen + Christiania
Rating: PG 13, fluffy, maybe NC17
“What’s this place called? Where are we going? Can I take this blindfold off it itches!” Denmark complained in the car. They’ve been driving for what seemed like forever to the Dane. He scratched at his blindfold, a little annoyed. All he knew was that Netherlands and Luxemburg where talking when Belgium and him were playing with Christiania in the kitchen.
“Stop complaining.” Netherlands smirked a bit, “We’re almost there.”
“Either we’re going to Bananenbar, or this is some weird kinky shit Ludwig told you about.” The Dane chuckled to himself, his comment earning him a snort from the Dutchman.
The king, gardener and flowerbeds.It was raining outside the small blond boy stared from the door opening to outside while holding his bunny, named Nijntje close to his chest. "It keeps raining" he whispered while looking from left to right into the wide garden. He stared for a moment to the colourful carnations who received the greatest shower. The flowers seemed to enjoy the water allot, well that's what the king told him when he was home. "Home" He said in his mind while parting his lips. Slowly he walked into the garden on his bare feet, feeling the wet grass between his toes. Nijntje wiggled in his arms in shock trying to find a spot to keep his fur dry but that wouldn't work because the kid only wore an oversized ripped shirt. The blonde walked in his own quick pace to the flowerbeds, looking in a daze to the small drops of water on the petals. In his mind he thought how the king would usually make bouquets of flowers for loved ones when it rained so they would cheer up. The boy placed the bunny in the grass whilThe king, gardener and flowerbeds.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
eueMe: MERRY XMAS,HO-HO-HOMOS!!! :iconahurrplz:eue4 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Black Ace: :iconffffffffplz:
Blood 'N' Fluff (( Part 1 )).......Blood 'N' Fluff (( Part 1 ))1 month ago in Profiles More Like This
Blood....blood dripping everywhere....bodies....all over the place.....it's madness....but I love it.....I'll take my last few breathes......breathing in the stench of rotting flesh and fresh blood.....this world is...madness.......
It was a nice and cool day of Fall, Winter was just around the corner. Clarice was walking to the amusement park to pick up her little sister, Lilly. As she enters the park, she sees Climber playing Peek-A-Boo with her sister. "....Peek-A-Boo!" Climber says playfully. She giggled. "Peek-A-Boo!" She replies. She's 3 years old and has little freckles all over her face. She has dark brunette hair and emerald green eyes.
Clarice laughs at the site, and approaches them. "Hey Climber. Hey Lilly." "Oh! Hi Clarice!" said Climber. " Hi Sissy!" "Ready to go?" "Yes!" Lilly said. She grabs her jacket and puts it on. "What do you say to Climber, Lilly?" "Thank you Mr. Cwimber!" She said, giving him a hug. "Haha, you're welcome." He s
Escape from Nevara chapter 1Escape from Nevara chapter 1 4 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Moving things from the small island to the Dragon Castle was sort of a pain in the neck and ass for Prince Ryuunosuke and Princess Kaida Tsuyoshi. They've lived in the small island near Japan for 19 years; but since the huge battle and the defeat of Lord Nidhogg, Ryuu and Kaida have been crowned as rulers of the dragons. Kaida and Ryuu didn't have a lot of stuff to carry because they didn't had a lot of money before. Arriving back at the Dragon Castle, Kaida and Ryuu landed on the ground softly so that their stuff don't get crushed. Kaida and Ryuu's friends, Climber, Clarice, Earl and Karl, untied the stuff that was tied to the dragons backs and took them inside the castle. Most of Ryuu and Kaida's stuff were mostly for their new bedrooms. While eveyone was upside stairs, Kaida decided to go down to the dungeon. Memories began to fill in her head. Memories of her being dragged in the dark room, ripping her three nails off, and been thrown in a cell. Kaida looked at the cell she's been
I fell a cold shadow wind blowI fell a cold shadow wind blow through my hair as the darkness was slowly washing over me. First it was a small stain, but that small stain became a big stain and that big stain became a huge stain. I couldn't help it, I couldn't fight against it, it just seemed to happen. I was tired and a part of me wanted to sleep, although the other part didn't want to. I knew that if I would fall asleep, that I'd go in a more bigger sleep. I tried to fight against it, although it was hard. The demand for sleep became bigger and the more bigger it became, the harder it was to control myself. Some voices in my head talked to me. They told me things, I didn't want to hear, not right now. The forced me, they seduces me.I fell a cold shadow wind blow3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Go on Wilson, go to sleep...
I refused to listen to them, I couldn't fall asleep, not right now.
Just a few minutes Wilson... Just a few... Nothing is wrong with it…
I tried to ignore them, but it was pretty hard since I needed rest so badly. I was very ill and the pain was unde
On the other side of LoveBeyond cloud nine lies a vast and empty placeOn the other side of Love2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A tall hedge of sadness
creates a thick, thick maze
in this world, void of gladness
In the middle of the maze
You have lost the right direction
You look at the world in a haze
dazed by the blow of rejection
There is no wound but yet you bleed
A wordless cry, a begging need
suddenly it felt like it all was just a loan
Stripped and bare
you try make your way through
you thought that s/he cared
thought what you shared was true
The vines are not real
a broken heart they reach for
they live of the pain you feel
your tears make them grow more
Without a sun and without a moon
Without stars to guide you
Remember the true love tune
Fight your way through
Even a broken heart beat
even if the wound is cut deep
Believe in hope sweet
its the one thing you have to keep
On the other side of Love
a vast and empty place