A Dark Horizon (Betamatch Final)Summer was over, that much was certain. As the sun set, muted fall colors drew her gaze to the city, waiting as the moon rose in the oddly black sky above. It seemed as though the stars were afraid to shine, too scared to show themselves. But the worst part was the wind, a steady breeze that, as the moon rose, grew stronger, fingers of squalling gusts clawing through tree branches and abandoned swing sets.
Had the citizens of Reidington been awake, they would have noticed the sudden darkness that overtook the city as the clock struck midnight. They would have noticed the snapping of branches in the rough winds. They would have noticed the starless sky and the dark streets. However, despite their slumber, they all shared one thing as the wind blew: A nightmarish glimpse into a world not one of them could bear to live in.
Sakura Avalon was no exception; she lay in her bed, sheets tangling around her body as she tossed and turned. Beads of sweat trickled down her brow and a soft cry escap
SOPA 2014: Voluntary Agreements, TPP, and StaydownEDIT 3/22: Added some links, some additional notes, and some credit. (Also added some of the same on 3/17)SOPA 2014: Voluntary Agreements, TPP, and Staydown1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A few days ago, I started seeing journals once again ranting about how SOPA is going to take away our fandom, or even our original content, in my feed here on deviantART. I did a search for reputable sources talking about it, and found just enough to be worth discussing, but not enough to justify the panic that's happened. I vowed I would do a journal about it come the weekend.
Since then, it's blown up. I've had numerous new faves on my old write-up of SOPA 201, despite it having "2013" in the title. I wish I could be happy as well as flattered, but the piece of potential legislation I wrote about then isn't the one people are talking about now. People have been calling for me to explain the "New" SOPA, but research to cite has been scant and so has my time. I have many more obligations now than I did then, and I wrote the last article at a much less busy time
The Real Story on SOPA 2013/Section 201Edit 3/14/2014The Real Story on SOPA 2013/Section 2012 years ago in Deviant Events More Like This
I've finished my final writeup!
And my friend did a petition that covers my points:
Are you here about SOPA 2014? I'm still working on my write-up of the latest SOPA Scare. Most of the research is done, and I am in editing/petition hunting now. If you'd like to see what I have, and maybe even help, the link is here:
Please do not use the article you're looking at now, "The Real Story on SOPA 2013/Section 201," to figure out the current situation. It has NOTHING to do with the two things that have people crying that SOPA is back this time.
EDIT 3/12/2014: This article is OUTDATED and does not apply to the latest "SOPA scare." I'm hoping to write up a more detailed article on the new SOPA, but last I checked research was light, and these things take time.
The new SOPA is more
Literary Merit for Fanfiction WritersSo last winter, something amazing happened to me. Well, a lot of amazing things happened to me. I met iammemyself here on dA, and read her stories. They inspired me to start writing again, and I wrote one in particular for her birthday that was really, really good. So good, in fact, that it was selected for a Daily Deviation. Now, at the time, a fanfiction group I didn't know about had a policy of adding fanfiction DDs to their featured folder. They added my piece, and I, intruiged by their premise, joined up. I started doing LiteraryFanFiction's weekly challenges, their Flash Fan Fiction Fridays, writing some of my best work for these weekly exercises. And in the fall, I was invited to pitch in as an administrator. I'm still learning the ropes for approving and denying work there, but my grammar nazi tendencies are not all I have to contribute. I love writing about writing, and I felt like doing that today.Literary Merit for Fanfiction Writers2 years ago in Writing More Like This
I find a lot of confusion about what literary fanfiction is. I
Blue Tint (Pokemon/Sonic Crossover)He slid to a halt at the end of the cliff and shivered.Blue Tint (Pokemon/Sonic Crossover)3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sonic the Hedgehog lifted a hand to his face, trying to use his fingers to shield his eyes from the sun and the wind. He couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling that he was lostů and he realized that this was one of the few times that feeling had ever bothered him.
He looked down the mountain at the landscape below, frowning. Sunlight glinted off grass that had a much greener tone than he remembered only hours ago; vegetation was sparse where earlier in the day it had been plentiful. The sun was further south in the sky than he recalled, like the very season had changed. A gust of wind swept over him, colder than before. The sun was going down.
He briefly considered trying to descend the mountainside before nightfall, but as he looked out and beheld the many streams and rivers flowing from the mountain, he thought better of it. Sonic began searching for a nook or a cave that might shield him from the wind.
The soft murmur of voic
What Yours Knows So Well (Transformers/Pokemon)He kept his head down as he blew across the field with the wind, bare toes pounding the hard-packed dirt so hard he almost pitied the earth. He dared not think about the quality of footprints he left behind him, or the trainers who might follow them. The hail rained down on him like tiny bullets as he ran. They would leave marks, even if they couldn’t piece his cloak or skin.What Yours Knows So Well (Transformers/Pokemon)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
What an inconvenience.
He fought the urge to to visualize clear skies and will them into being. Mewtwo took a little comfort in knowing that he could end the storm, but that comfort sloughed off with the hail as he remembered the attention such a choice would bring.
Finally he reached the shelter, a little truck depot outside the latest city he had taken to haunting. He ducked under a sign that promised “last stop until the bridge,” then emerged onto the pavement. The worry of footprints slipped temporarily from his mind.
The hail, however, pursued him, and he saw no end to it in sight. Aching br
Pretense in the Mirror: Prologue: Holoska NightPretense in the Mirror: Prologue: Holoska Night3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Thank you for looking at this piece!
This is a reimagining of Shadow the Hedgehog, the 2005 Sonic platformer/shooter. It's being told with a framing tale of Sonic recounting the events to another character from Sonic Unleashed. As a result, the following Sonic games will be spoiled:
Sonic Adventure 2 (major)
Sonic Heroes (major)
Shadow the Hedgehog (major)
Sonic Unleashed (minor)
This story is going to contain violence comparable to that in the game itself, which had earned an E10 rating, but possibly far more disturbing in context. There is also mild sexually suggestive content in the form of Rouge the Bat and Amy Rose, but that isn't the reason this is getting an M rating.
Lastly, the first few chapters of this story will be very similar to the beginning of Shadow's game. Each chapter will deviate a little more than the previous. I would be grateful for your patience, but by no means do I expect it.
This story contains a nu
The Strangest of Places [TFP/Rescue Bots]Chapter One: Food for ThoughtThe Strangest of Places [TFP/Rescue Bots]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chief Charlie Burns liked to think that he was an easygoing guy. Especially for a single dad and police officer.
He was lenient with his children, though he couldn't really call most of them children anymore, and allowed them to have more freedom that most their age, even growing up. Three of the four were full-fledged adults now, and were currently attending Emergency Responders classes, to take up the mantle for the jobs that Griffin Rock so needed.
And then that left Cody.
Still mourning his mother's death four years ago, the boy was usually alone, whether it be at school or at home. Even now, as the chief made dinner in preparation for his elder children's arrival, Cody was up in his room playing video games or building model airplanes, or whatever it was kids his age did. It was disheartening, to say the least.
As Charlie stirred several pieces of chicken breast on the sizzling frying pan, his brow furrowed as he brooded, and decided that pe
Leave It To Me: Chapter One: The MorningLeave It To Me: Chapter One: The Morning2 years ago in Humor More Like This
This is a Sonic the Hedgehog fanfic, set in the game universe. Sonic belongs to Sega, obviously, and so do most of the people in here.
This contains spoilers for most of the Sonic games, but especially Sonic and the Secret Rings and Sonic Unleashed/Sonic World Adventure.
This story will also contain:
* moderate comic violence
* Non-violent, accidental injury
* A frank discussion of drug use's effect on society
* A frank discussion of domestic violence. Hetero and yaoi pairings are mentioned, but no shipping is actually present
* Horrible customer service
* Pink Socks
* Fan characters in supporting roles
If any of these things bother you, turn back now.
I'll make a better version of the preview image soon, I swear.
Leave It to Me
Chapter One: The Morning
I rolled over and sighed. It was gonna be a beautiful day.
The sun was shining on my face, warm, though not as warm as the soft flannel sheets
Declined Work in DeviantART GroupsHow many of you have seen that big red X in your correspondence and had your heart sink?Declined Work in DeviantART Groups1 year ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Almost all of us have had our work declined from some group or another on deviantART. For some of us, it's a minor inconvenience. For some, it's not even all that surprising. For others, though, it's a bolt out of the blue. Maybe being declined doesn't surprise you, but the reasons or responses do. In this article, I'm going to try to get to the bottom of understanding why it happens and how do deal with it, both as a submitting member and a declining admin.
The Different Kinds of Groups: Inclusive, Exclusive, Transactional, and Program
The first step in understanding declines is understanding the group doing the declining. Different groups on deviantART have different policies and ideals. If you understand a group's mission and rules, you can better predict which of your works might be declined and why, as well as better determine how to respond if it happens. If you'r
The Wary MoonHeatwave scowled at the TV. “Why are we watching this? That guy's as cranky as Kade!"The Wary Moon2 years ago in Fiendish Fan Fiction Contest More Like This
Blades and Chase looked at each other, but Boulder frowned. “Aww, I thought you two were getting along better?”
“We were until that dog bit him. Then he started acting like a jerk again.”
Chase grabbed the remote and tapped the mute button. “I suspect that being bitten by potentially rabid creatures is quite unpleasant for human beings."
“But that doesn't explain why he grew a beard." Blades chirped, leaning in.
Heatwave shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s colder in the autumn, maybe. And maybe he’s trying to be like his dad."
“Hmm… Crankiness… hair growth… is he eating different things?”
“I don't know. Maybe."
Chase frowned. “Blades, surely you are not suggesting—?”
“Heatwave, is he still being a glory hog, or is he a different kind of cranky?”
Heatwave replayed the last mo
Iniquity of the SelfishSam Witwicky listened to the radio as Bumblebee barreled down the road. NEST agents chattered about search formations, leads, all in code, asking whether they’d spotted “the hunter.” Occasionally one would ask about “the busybody,” and the familiar voice of Lennox would chide them he was running down his own leads.Iniquity of the Selfish2 years ago in Humor More Like This
“Bee, over there, take this exit,” he snapped, pointing up at the sign.
The car changed lanes slowly, as if asking why.
“Just trust me; I have a feeling.”
He reached into his pocket, thumbing the phone, thinking of the terse recording on his voicemail: “Give Prime a message: get his ass back here.”
And he was trying. He’d tried everywhere he could think of at least once. Parks; Optimus liked kids well enough. Libraries for the bookworm. Every interesting outdoor thing he could think of. Half the universities. The science labs. Car washes. Truck stops. Every time they changed directions, Bumblebee complai
Steel Hiding Silk (Rescue Bots)He sat down in the chair, glancing around at the controls, the monitors. They glinted in the dark, unwatched until now, showing glimpses of a quiet town.Steel Hiding Silk (Rescue Bots)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
He tipped the can to his lips and drank, enjoying the cold burn on his tongue. It wasn’t what he wanted to be drinking, but given how often he ended up having to work when he wasn’t on duty, he didn’t dare. Soda tasted better than most alcohol, anyway, not that he would ever admit it to anyone, especially not his sons. His preference for Dani’s fruity drinks, and Cody’s soda, would hopefully remain his secret.
“Chief Burns? You are not scheduled to work for another four hours.”
He jumped, nearly dropping the can before tightening his grip on it, splashing only a small amount of soda on his pants. “Chase! You scared me.”
“I heard activity in the command center. I felt obligated to investigate.”
He stood up, smiling, turning. “You were right to. Given all the troubl
The Hateful MoonThe whole thing started the last day we spent in jail for the hologram heist. The front door woke us up; I yawned and stretched, but Myles grumbled and rolled over.The Hateful Moon2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Deputy Barney greeted us, then got us our breakfast. The food there is usually pretty good; it's definitely better than Myles' cooking. He doesn't think so, though; Myles liked to say you wouldn't feed it to a dog. And of course, since the town's only fireman got bitten by a dog on call, he'd taken to saying you wouldn't feed it to Kade. I didn't mind the food, except the egg and cheese sandwiches. I was just about to scrape the tangy cheese off mine when I heard the front door again. I froze in my tracks, and Myles stopped chewing. He had heard it, too. We both knew who it was.
There was only one person who ever came to the jail aside from Barney, and that was Chief Charlie Burns. You'd think the Chief of Police would be at the jail more, but he was usually too busy off doing rescues wi
The Age-Old Cure (Thor: The Dark World)Sometimes he wondered if there were truth to the myths.The Age-Old Cure (Thor: The Dark World)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He lay on the couch, pondering the fruit in his hand as he ignored the flickering screen. Ostensibly, it played for him, another way to assimilate into this world of mayflies. In truth, his lady was happy to watch without him, and he was content so long as she sat near. He felt her bare legs shift beneath his head, and the tug at his roots pulled his thoughts back to his worries. He stared at the yellow thing in his hands.
“We’re not watching Snow White. You’re awfully interested in that apple.”
His eyes tried to flick up to her, but he dared not pull his cheek away from her cool knees to see. “I was thinking of the myths your people told of Asgard.”
“Apples? Wasn’t that a Greek thing?”
“Perhaps it was, but we have them. They are a staple of our cuisine, and aside from their golden color, are not unlike your apples. Humans saw them, and attributed to them our longe
Shadow Surpassing Shadow“Thanks for your help, Shadow,” Rouge purred, glancing at the screen. “I never realized how good you were with computers… and I never thought the Black Aliens would do such a number on ours.”Shadow Surpassing Shadow2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I leaned to the side, putting my face on my fist. What an obvious, ham-fisted lie. Rouge is a skilled actor; with my memories restored, I could remember watching her work her magic on other people. How strange, then, that her lies have never worked on me, no matter how much I remember or how much I have changed.
She must have some moral qualm with lying to me. A laughable thought. Rouge. Morals.
Finally I replied to her. “It seems I’m used to them. After all, Gerald used them to reprogram me, didn’t he? A hedgehog doesn’t simply switch from promising to save the world for a little girl to promising to destroy it for the same.” I watched her closely, trying to see how she would react as I circled around the truth.
Rouge nodded. A box popp
The Strangest of Places [Rescue Bots]: Ch. ThreeChapter Three: Mother's DayThe Strangest of Places [Rescue Bots]: Ch. Three3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chase was the first one out of recharge, as usual, and he transformed into his bipedal mode, stretching involuntarily, as he often saw the humans do. Walking over to the other side of the bunker, footfalls echoing, he found himself in front of the video screen that resided along the wall. He bent over, pushing one of the buttons that led to the Chief's com line. After a few seconds of static, the bedraggled, pajama-wearing form of the elder man filled the screen.
The police-bot dipped his head. "Good morning, Chief Burns."
Charlie smiled, but to Chase's mind it seemed somewhat forced. "Hey, Chase. How's your morning been?"
"Nothing to report, sir," Chase informed him as the chief took a long swing of coffee from the mug in his hands. The bot then noticed his partner's obvious lack of uniform. "Chief Burns," he began, an optical ridge rising, "were we not supposed to go on patrol this morning?"
"Hm? Oh, no, not today, Chase," Charlie said tiredly, expres
The Promise in The Name (Transformers Bayverse)This story contains ending spoilers for all three films in Michael Bay's Transformers Witwicky trilogy, and some wanton speculation about the series. You have been warned.The Promise in The Name (Transformers Bayverse)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
It is my honor to speak to you on this occasion. My friends seem to believe that I am best suited to this task. After all, the name that I have chosen for myself can be translated as “the best.” I recognize how that must seem arrogant, inappropriately vain for this joyous occasion. I mention it because it would be meaningless if not for those we are here to celebrate, who have given me not only my life, but the once-forgotten promise of my name.
Once, I was what you would call a dreamer, not unlike Sam. I always imagined, and sought, the best that I could for those around me. Like Sam, those efforts often brought suffering, at first. We are not here to mourn those I have failed, but they were many.
I was about to abandon hope when I met Sam. Though he was young, small, and relatively powerless
Rescue Bots - Leave BeKade walked around the Fire House, looked through each of the rooms, each of the hallways, before finally deciding that who he was looking for wasn't up there.Rescue Bots - Leave Be3 years ago in Humor More Like This
He walked over to the elevator, jabbing one button multiple times, impatiently. That did not change the speed he descended, much to his frustration. Kade exited at the bottom, entering the house's bunker, where many voices could be heard.
He walked through the room, noting who was there as he searched for someone in particular. He looked up at the two giant alien robots standing farther back. Boulder and Blades were talking, Cody seated on the helicopter's shoulder, trying to be quiet as they spoke. They chuckled, but Kade didn't know, or care, why. One of the Cybertronians wasn't there, though it didn't matter to the fireman. He continued forward, eyes finally locking onto a form laying dormant on the abnormally large couch.
Heatwave was laying on his