Echo Squad - Dreadnought part 2Echo Squad - Dreadnought part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Bout time.” Dani said as Myls’Stanis walked into the cargo bay. She was busy configuring something on the display on the forward bulkhead of the compartment. Uli'Narah sat on a crate leaning against the rear bulkhead while Zen was against the far side of the cabin tinkering with his drone that was hovering next him. Myls set down next to Uli.
“Okay,” the squad leader started “We all know this was as last second as missions get, but by now we are a used to that. But the reason that we got sent out here in a human freighter will be obvious in a moment. Six days ago a long range radio telescope got lucky and picked up the emissions of a large vessel coming to the last jump point we just passed. It was barely in range of other optical sensors but we were able to get this.”
An image popped up on the screen and everyone just stared. Whatever they had been doing wasn’t important. Zen’s arms fell slowly and his drone disappeared. Myls gave
Ask the Artist interviewAsk the Artist interview2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with `loish
~MemoiresDuneFille asks "Loish, what inspired you to become an artist?"
I can't say that anything specific really inspired me. It was more a natural progression. I have been drawing since I was very young and honestly do not remember when I even started doing it, but I do remember always enjoying it and seeing it as my 'talent' throughout elementary and middle school. By the time I had to make a career choice in high school, I decided to do pursue it professionally because I just couldn't stand dividing my time between schoolwork and making my personal drawings. It was torture! So I felt I had to do it in order to stay sane :] That's pretty much how it went!
*merry-zazoue asks "You're doing both animation and illustration, how can you manage to have a good level in both? I'm an animation student and I love illustration too, do you have any advices? Aside working like crazy of course! I'm already doing it ^^"
I think the main reason I do both is because
I LOVE YOU.I think of him a lot - my heart aches, my eyes burn, my facade shatters, I miss him even when I say I don't, II LOVE YOU.5 years ago in General More Like This
miss the butterflies that would fill my stomach at a single thought of him, I miss the way he made the most simple
of acts seem so amazing, a hug, a kiss, a smile, a laugh. I miss the wanting.& Wanting everything, wanting nothing
- being so filled up by him! I miss the need - needing to be so much closer, but closer never being enough. I even
miss the pain he brought. Never being good enough, scared I will be left broken if he left... and he did, I miss the
way he hurt me... a few times in fact, but I never gave up. It hurts, it always has and probably always will. I pretend
that I am okay with him being gone. I say it does not hurt, but really, it changed me and still tears me up inside.
I will wait for my time to come, to b
If We Would Only LoveIf We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us ToIf We Would Only Love3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
Then Mankind Would See A Better Life
Void Of Evil Greed And Strife
The World Would Be A Beautiful Place To Live
If We Would Only Learn To Give
Instead We Take And Desire Of Things
Not Blessed By HIM Who Love Did Bring
HE Came And Said My Brother Man
Accept This Gift From The Golden Lamb
Some Did Listen To The Words HE Said
Others Did Laugh And Turned Their Head
As They Nailed HIM To A Cross Of Wood
Still HE Blessed Them As Only HE Could
The Years Have Passed Since That Holy Day
When HE Walked The Earth Taking Sin Away
If We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us To
Then Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
HS - Random game concept thingGeneral notes about gameplayHS - Random game concept thing3 years ago in Settings More Like This
The idea of this game is based on an old 2D jump'n'run game called Lost Vikings for SNES and PC. In the first part you had 3 vikings, one could jump, one could fight, one had a shield and you had to get all of the vikings to the end of a level by utilising all of their skills. It also had extremely funny dialogue at the beginning and end of each level.
In the 2nd game two characters were added with additional skills so you had 5 characters. You never had more than 3 at the same time though. Through teleporting around and stuff you always had 3 different characters in a level. Mixing around characters like this gives a lot of possibility for interesting level designs.
The game sometimes required a lot of thinking and a LOT of patience to complete because it's partly insanely hard.. but it's so much fun, too.
While playing it again I suddenly wondered what it would be like to have a homestuck game similar to this?.. and that's what started this thing h
Updated Qwuedeviv Species DocumentUpdated Qwuedeviv Species Document2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Kwuh-'deh viv)(Kweh de 'veev)(Kweh ‘deh viv)
Other Names: 'Devivs, Alien Kitties
The Qwuedeviv learn new languages pretty fast. Their own language is more dependent on tone than the spoken word, thus when learning other languages, sometimes they will toss together utter nonsense as long as their tone is conveying how they feel about something.
Overview: Qwuedeviv are an androgynous race of aliens who share many feline and shark-like qualities. They tend to adapt their appearance based on their environment.
Detailed View: Qwuedeviv are morphing creatures in their younger stages. Up until adolescence, their appearance largely depends on their environment. This includes things ranging from the shape of their limbs and appendages, height, outer skin layer density and much more.
For example, those who live in more humid regions tend to have very minimal fur if any and tough,
Lingonberry StorytellingChristine wasn't going to sleep this evening. That was certain. Usually her parents wouldn't let her stay up so late, but this was a special occasion. Her parents relented mostly because she had been too stubborn to give up her plan, a little because she assured them that she was prepared for anything.Lingonberry Storytelling1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Christine had a mission. She was going to save Santa Claus. Why? She claimed to have seen his sled tumbling down the forest despite what everyone told her. Everything about asteroids and meteorites was just lies in her ears, something people told her so that she wouldn't go. Well, they where wrong!
One last time, Christine went through her backpack. A lot of things for a little girl at her age, perhaps, but she was an adventurer, she could carry all this! Lunch pack, flashlight, extra water and those peculiar glow sticks her brother had given to her. You see, when you bent them hard enough and then shook the stick, they would magically start to glow.
This was all she needed for her adven
12 days of Homestuck-D1-Day one-12 days of Homestuck-D13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Gamzee looked blearily up at the sky, then shivered. It was cold outside. He held a bottle of faygo loosely in his hand as he contemplated the cold white flakes falling from the clouds. 'Snow', the stuff was called. How very strange...
Gamzee stuck his tongue out to catch a few of the frail ice crystals on his tongue, others falling into his hair and on his face, melting from the heat of his skin. It had been five years since the game had ended and everyone had come to live on Earth. Gamzee was now 'eighteen'. He chuckled to himself. It was so odd.
"Gamzee. What are you doing out here?"
The troll turned his head to look at the speaker with a lazy smile. "HeY rOsE. WhAt ThE mOtHeRfUcK iS uP?"
"Well, currently I happen to be standing out here observing you sitting in the snow, trying to freeze your butt off when you could be inside where it's nice
ConfusionI don't know what to do.Confusion2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know where to turn.
Do I go left or right?
Things are all jumbled up
and I just--
Oh, I just don't know.
My only clear thought
is that I don't want anyone to feel pain or loss
over my confusion.
12 days of Homestuck-D2-Day Two-12 days of Homestuck-D23 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Karkat, calm down! It's okay, the heater will come back on-"
"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID FOUR FUCKING HOURS AGO!" The troll shrieked.
They had been waiting for the heater to come back to life for that fucking long. The whole house had run out of heat. Karkat's verdict: "THE FUCKING THING IS FUCKING BUSTED!!!"
John scratched the back of his head uncomfortably. "Well... um..."
"NOW WE'RE STUCK HERE BECAUSE OF THAT FUCKING LAYER OF RETARDED WATER THAT'S JUST RIDICULOUSLY FREEZING AND MY FUCKING HORNS ARE GONNA-"
"THAT'S IT!!" John cried in delight as he jumped up, slightly startling Karkat. "Hang on a minute!" He said before running off to the hall closet.
Karkat listened in confusion as he heard John banging around and messing with something in the living room. Finally, the human came back, his blue eyes sparkling in delight. "Oka
THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging FireTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High
My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb
My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And Grace
Moments Of Silence As We Shared The Dawn
Then It Whispered It Was Time To Part
And As It Began To Fly Away
A Sudden Lightness Filled My Heart
I Watched In Joy As My Newfound Friend
Returned From Whence It Came
My Fears And Sorrows All Had Been Taken
By The Butterfly With No Name
Had I Seen The Truth Within The Cloud
I Would Have Witnessed A Wondrous Sight
For The B
I'm All That's Left of MeI’m All That’s Left of MeI'm All That's Left of Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She put her lips on the fountain when we were kids.
I've kissed too many people to still be mad about it.
The first time she slept in my bed I had visions
of my grandfather decaying in his coffin.
(The scuttle of tiny legs and a far away buzzing)
I woke up to a thousand pairs of eyes staring at me.
Hers were closed, but her mouth started moving.
“People who dream about the dead often attract flies.
I’ll tell you my nightmares if you tell me yours.”
It was winter and the windows were closed.
There are flowers that bloom once in a life time.
The things I see during the day prepare me for the night.
A family moved into her old house.
They don’t leave beer cans on the front porch.
For some reason that makes me sick.
The only picture I didn't burn is of her
looking past the lens and straight into my eyes.
Everything else about that life is gone.
Sometimes even me.
This is the worst day to tell me I’m blind
ChocolateMount Justice wasn't well known, but to those that it was, its serious moments were held in high regard due to how united all residents became at the bitter silence and the grim glances easily painted atop the shaky frowns and anger riddled features. These moments robbed even the strongest-willed of them of their optimistic smiles, their broken hearts nestled peacefully in their chests with the broken breaths and flustered blushes. The shadows regularly disguised by the simple shine of the sun's rays as they snuck through the glass of the windows quickly became apparent to the blindest of eyes until it seemed to drown all occupants, the last thread of happiness twitching its last few breaths away.Chocolate2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Today wasn't one of those serious moments.
The sun washed every corner free of the deadly shadows, smiles in abundance lining every ounce of the air and drowning everyone into their own form of happiness. The breaths were laughter of the purest kind, the sparkle in their eyes of excitement an
The Meaning of BecauseThere are some people who just prefer life when it's at its loudest. They aren't happy until their ears are ringing from the intensity of the sound in the air around them, the decibels vibrating off their skin like a well-aimed squirt of a water gun, the droplets spraying wildly off of soft skin in a clear tinted mini wave that litters the air in its after shocks. They like having other bodies pressed around their own, the heat of another keeping their own scantily clothed body coated in heat like an invisible blanket. They'd rather feel the beat surging up from the ground as they grind their hips through the air, their faces a blur amidst the crowd in the club.The Meaning of Because2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Then there are those who prefer solitude, on a confined sort of level where they'd proudly rather be in a concrete stall with a book and a flashlight to occupy the silence. They love the air at its finest hours when nothing more than a breath breaks it, loving the noises that are casual and soft on their ears, bringing the fain