100 Facts About the Titanic100 Facts About the Titanic3 years ago in Settings More Like This
1. Who made the idea to build the Titanic?
Two men did. The Managing Director of the White Star Line company, J. Bruce Ismay and Lord William Pirrie, owner of the shipbuilding company Harland and Wolf, made the plan to build three large ocean liners to take on their rival Cunard Line.
2. Who owned the Titanic?
The American Tycoon John Pierpont Morgan owned the White Star Line in a massive shipping trust known as the International Mercantile Marine (IMM).
3. How big was the Titanic?
The Titanic was as long as four city blocks (882 1/2 feet long) and as wide as a four-lane highway (92 1/2 feet wide).
4. How fast was the Titanic?
24 knots which is about the same as 28 miles per hour.
5. What was so safe about the Titanic?
Titanic's safety design was a total of 16 watertight compartments that could be separately closed by automatic doors from the bridge to stop water. It is believed that if the ship was to take any damage in at least her four forward compartments she could stay afloat. Oth
Character Bio Fill-Out SheetCharacter Bio Fill-Out Sheet3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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100Q to Develop a Character100 Questions to Develop a Detailed Character100Q to Develop a Character5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Ever have trouble deciding what side of an argument your character will take? Do you have trouble remembering small details about your character, and often change them accidentally in the middle of a story? Try this list of one hundred questions to solidify your knowledge of your character. Feel free to use this and post it as its own deviation. Just please link it to me in a comment if you do. Try to answer the questions in as much specific detail as possible. This is for you, so there is no use in cheating on it. I would suggest doing two for each character: one for the beginning of your story, and one for the end, to reflect the changes that happen.
1. What is your character's name? Do they have a nickname?
2. Is your character male or female? What is their sexuality? What role does it play in your story?
3. How old is your character? Does their age matter to them emotionally or socially?
4. How tall is your character? Does it affect the
Switching Places - Part TwoSwitching Places - Part Two2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Slamming the decaying wooden door shut behind him, I focused with concerned eyes as Stephano deliberately slid down to the floor, panting heavily.
"I knew you were telling me to go the wrong way!" Stephano exclaimed, clasping me tightly in his clenching fingers, squeezing my fragile being.
"I'm sorry Stephano! I'm sorry. . . " I murmured as he stood, regaining his breath and clearly ignoring me as he placed his golden scimitar away, causing me to whine.
"Aw, come on, be a bro Stephano.." I complained as he continued to ignore me even further, stretching his long limbs above his head tiredly.
"Stephanooo. . . " I pressed on, my small voice desperate as I tried to capture the Frenchman's attention.
He shook his head as he began walking again, finally tuning me in to capture what I was saying, "Just don't make a noise. . ."
I complied, keeping my mouth quiet as we continued adventuring. Stephano carried me for what seemed like hours that were, in reality, only slow passing minutes as we w
Discorded Chocolate MilkDiscorded Chocolate Milk2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
DISCORD CHOCOLATE MILK
2 TO 3 TEASPOONS OF CHOCOLATE COCO POWDER OR CHOCOLATE SYRUP
1 1/3 CUP OF MILK (16 OUNCES OR SO)
COLD WHIP CREAM OR REDDI WHIP OF ANY FLAVOR
COTTON CANDY(PREFERABLY PINK)
Take the coco mix or syrup and stir it into the milk until fully blended and dissolved. Let chill in the fridge for about 30 to 60 minutes.
Fill the glass with the milk leaving 2 to three inches from the rim (top) of the glass. Take the cold, thick, whip cream and line the top of the chocolate milk leaving a inch or two from the top of the glass.
Now finally take the cloud of cotton candy and gently shape it to fit in the remaining space of the glass, lightly resting it on the whip cream covering.
Now you have a Discord inspired cotton candy drink! Dip the straw
432 days Short StoryPart 1432 days Short Story3 years ago in Settings More Like This
I crossed off another day on the calendar. Day four hundred and thirty two now was diagonally cut in two by the harsh, red mark of my pen. I don't even know why I bothered to keep track of the days anymore. I guess it was just another thing to do to keep myself occupied, although the result was hardly beneficial to my goals. Keeping track of the time my parents had been gone and the number of days that held my lonely existence was hardly the plan I had in mind. Still, I felt an odd urge to keep watch, to know that I was still attached to this earth somehow or else I might mistake that I was now dreaming, or dead as well. At very least my parents had made it until I was 22 yrs old and capable of taking care of myself. It made me happy, although somewhat bitterly, that it was the one, tiny piece of solace they could find at the time of their deaths. My memories began to trail down painful roads, and I immediately shut off all thought. No, I would not go there. Not again.
So, I now
Rue's deathI ambled throught the dewy ferns while I hoisted the scented branches over my shoulder. Katniss cut down the Tracker Jacker neat only because I'd told her to and I guess she felt she owed me, so we became allies. The Careers, being their well-fed selves, wouldn'r be able to make do withour their supplies... thus what I'm doing now. Katniss has gone to blow it up, while I lead them away with controlled fires. But when I'm just about to light the third one, the evergreen bushes rustle beside me. I jump backward and trip over the arranged wood. The greenery parted to reveal the Careerswith all of their weapons. Their smiles fell and they looked disappointed.Rue's death1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"What's with the small pickings? Wouldn't she have been thrown off by now?" Cato yelled angrily. Just at that moment, the ground quaked and the smell of burnt food filled the air.
"Our supplies!" Clove shrieked, running back to camp. The duo left stared after her and whipped back around to me.
"Bet you ad something to do with this! An
Glimmer's deathThe flames had engulfed the forest, the Capitols way of showing we have practically no chance of living, whith how fast things change. None of us sustained real damage, but our throats had been affected, so we headed for the lake. There had been little talk while we walked, but we exchanged murderour glares and pained grimaces. When we eventually made it, I kneeled down to fill my flask, but a hand on my shoulder made me look back up.Glimmer's death1 year ago in Settings More Like This
"Hey Lover Boy, there's your girl!" Cato yelled out stupidly, because it signalledto the girl that we were there. Idiot, idiot, I kept saying in my head as she thrased arounf to get out of the water. No one had to give the order' we all raced after her. But she was surprisingly nimble and picked throught the undergrowth easily, although she seemed to be limping heavily. After a few minutes, we lost sight of her. We stopped, panting, underneath a arge tree and stared around.
"How's it been with you guys?" shout a voice way above us. We gaped upwards and sa
The Business End"Man has climbed Mt. Everest, gone to the bottom of the ocean. He's fired rockets at the moon, split the atom, achieved miracles in every field of human endeavor. Except crime!"The Business End2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
-Auric Goldfinger, Goldfinger
Even in the air conditioned comfort of his Cadillac SUV, Robert Denaire could sense the crushing heat of the desert around him. It pressed against the glass like the weight of a boulder, and even through the dark tinted windows the sun blazed with all the fury of a wrathful god. The back of the SUV was specially configured, with two rows of seats facing each other like in a limousine.
Across from him sat his bodyguard, an enormous hulk of a man often described as "bearish," but who bore far more resemblance to a bipedal rhinoceros, minus the horn and plus a nice suit. One could hardly have the help look unprofessional, after all.
"You know, Mr. Thomas," Denaire said, adjusting his own tie slightly