Somewhere Out ThereSomewhere Out ThereSomewhere Out There10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rain fell gently upon a young man as he walked up to the top of the hill. He glanced toward the dark sky. *Goes perfectly with my mood.* He thought sadly. He finally reached his destination. He looked down at the grassy area that lay in front of him. He took in a deep breath. *I have to do this.* He reminded himself. He slowly knelt down. The rain seemed to begin falling a bit harder. He looked up into the rain, letting the rain mix with the tears falling from his eyes. He looked back down to the ground. "It's been one year…" He started softly.
"Did you hear about that Zim kid?" Dib could hear the whispers. He glanced back over his shoulders to look at the two whispering. They noticed Dib looking at them.
"What do you want you freak?" One of them asked. Dib shoo
InvaderCon as told by DIBInvaderCon as told by DIB4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
InvaderCon? One word: wow. No, really, just wow. There is no need for eloquence with such greatness!
Where to start?!
Friday started the weekend off right. Zim and I (yeah I brought Zim; I wasn't about to let him roam carefree while I was off the clock!) got our badges and went straight to the pre-reg-privileged panel. There we got the opportunity to see the guests a day early which was a real treat because I didn't feel so pressed to have time with them after that.
Just before the panel, Zim's mun Heith spotted Richard Horvitz at the bar and went over to thank him for a birthday gift my mun received last summer. Richard was kind enough to send an autograph, free, through the mail. I hid my head from sight, dying of embarrassed excitement (or maybe it was excited embarrassment). Either way, he remembered Heith!
Saturday was chock full of meeting new people such as Hetty BobCat, Agent Orange, and Wic
Triplets: PrologueIt was a beautiful morning. The sun glowed it's golden stripes to everywhere in the city of Nogard. Right next to it was a big, deep forest. Trees shined in the sunlight as life started to woke up. In the horizon was a group of massive mountains, that looked like a line of sharp teeth. In the city, humans were also awakening. Everybody headed to their job and children were waiting for their rides to school.Triplets: Prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile, at the base of a mountain, was a big cave. But it wasn't any normal cave. Inside the cave were lot of big, wooden furnitures. The cave looked very homely though it was still pretty dark. Deep in the cave, two dragons were laying on a large bed. One of them moved sleepily and stood up. Then it stretched slowly and yawned. The dragon had royal blue scales and it was about 78 feet long and 16 feet tall. After it shook itself, the dragon turned it's head left. It was looking a beautiful, wooden cradle. There were only three walls on it: front were left o
A Reason for UrgencyA Reason for Urgency4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 6 of Shadowdale)
A thin white vapor floated through the air as the dragons moved through the forest, Sterling safely in tow. At first the boy believed it to be fog but, as the mist touched his skin, he realized it was steam.
Several minutes later the party of six broke into a clearing. The glade was filled with a large pool of steaming water, bubbling up from the ground to form a hot spring.
"Why didn't anyone tell me this was here?" the human asked as Embyr set him down. "It's warm enough here that I wouldn't have to have other sleeping quarters."
"And that is exactly why we didn't tell you about it." Crystal said smugly.
Sterling rolled his eyes, slipping off his boots and moving forward so that the waters of the spring lapped at his feet.
"I figured this would be a better place to talk." Onyx explained. "A way to help keep us relaxed and calm while we talk about a bit of a stressful subject."
To the human's astonishment the dragon followed her words by slipping her hands
What's New, Mary Sue?Standing alone on a deserted street corner, a man in a trench coat and fedora quickly glanced around to make sure no one was following. Then he hurriedly turned the corner and made his way swiftly down a dark alley where an unmarked metal door awaited him. He once again looked over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed and went inside. The heavy metal door slammed shut behind him.What's New, Mary Sue?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inside there were several folding chairs facing each other in a small circle in a brightly lit windowless room. It looked like the typical group therapy room. Except for the fact that the occupants appeared anything but ordinary.
"Well, it's about time you showed up, Walteeer," came a sly voice from the chair closest to the man in the trench coat. "We were wondering when you'd get here."
Walter Kovacs a.k.a Rorschach glared down angrily through his mask as the man with scraggly green hair and eyes blackened with charcoal gr
The Twin Fires: Chapter 6One Brazen JournalistThe Twin Fires: Chapter 64 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The small office gave a rather unkempt outlook, the shutters were closed, allowing little sunlight to stream into the room, the stacks of old newspapers lined against the walls, the empty pizza boxes and take away Chinese cartons indicated that the owner was living neither healthy or clean. This sorry excuse of an office belonged to the French freelance journalist Jerome Lebois. The journalist was about to pour himself his fourth glass of cognac that day when the door was almost knocked out of it's hinges.
"Jerome! I know you're in there! Open up!"
Jerome recognized that voice, it belonged to the landlord and it seemed he was in a pleasant mood today, well, compared to his usual mood. No doubt he had been drinking sour wine again "Chateau Migraine" by the sound of it. Jerome opened the door and stood face to face with a bear of a man. Jerome always found that the landlord looked somewhat like a modern day Viking with his long blonde hair, h
Become the WinterBecome the Winter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Becoming the Winter
First I hear the cracking. I can feel through my bare feet the hair-thin lines spreading across the ice. And then everything beneath me vanishes.
I fall, plunging into the icy blue depths, and watch, helpless as the jagged frame of pale light slowly slips further away.
I reach out towards the watery light, even as my fingers lose all feeling.
The cold presses in, seeping past my skin, spreading through my bones and into my heart.
But even as I sink, feeling my blood become ice, I close my eyes in relief, because she is safe.
Everything else fades away.
Except the cold.
It is the cold more than anything else that is suffocating. Pressing in, closing out all else. Taking away the light.
And it doesn't go away.
It seeps in, past my heart, beyond my blood, into my very soul.
And now my soul is slipping away, melting into the frozen water.
Memory becomes liquid and flows away.
Then I feel it.
The touch of cool, silvery light. A touch I
ROTG - Dreamsand Outta HandEvening had fallen over a small country town in the northeastern part of the United States. Actually, to be more exact, bedtime had occurred for every child in the area a little over twenty minutes ago. Each parent had tucked their young ones safely beneath the covers, goodnights had been said, and bedtime stories had been brought to a close. The lamps had been turned down for the night, and all was silent and calm.ROTG - Dreamsand Outta Hand3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was only one thing missing.
Suddenly, high up in the sky, there appeared a small golden dot amongst the stars. The dot grew larger and larger as it drew near, and within a matter of minutes the golden speck had become a life-sized yellow hot air balloon. The balloon floated leisurely through the air over the town until it came to hover in a spot very close to the city’s center. Then the balloon’s shining, voluminous top burst in a shower of golden sand which began to swirl gently around the balloon’s sole occupant, forming a disc-shaped, cloudlike pl
Metroid AnalysisThere are many science fiction games that lurk within the gaming world today. But there will always be one that will have a special place in our hearts. Metroid has sold millions of copies worldwide and made bestselling lists time and again. Yet as popular as these games are, there are still many mysteries and unsolved theories and questions revolving around the series. However, there has been speculation as to the symbolism and depth that lays the groundwork and very basis of the game.Metroid Analysis5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
At the beginning of the game, we notice Samus is dropped off alone on an alien world to fend for herself. She is the only human for miles around in an area grossly inhabited by many forms of vicious foreign life. However, despite this absence of life, most prominently human, we still manage to catch glimpses of various statues and ruins of old temples that litter the godforsaken rock of a planet. Often accompanying these ruins and statues are ancient depictions of some sort of religious context on the w
Beauty and the Beast High School EditionBeauty and the Beast High School Edition3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Crowds of adolescents streamed into the school from buses, cars, and on foot from their homes. It had been a long summer and everyone was chatting noisily in the lobby waiting to be released to their homerooms to find new students and who would be in their classes this year.
In the middle of the lobby stood a tall young man, jet black hair combed back with his fingers as he guffawed at his own jokes. His classmates surrounded him in awe and longing as three blondes hung at his side giggling incessantly and a short, chubby sidekick tried to stand in between their hourglass shapes for an inkling of consideration from them and their center of attention.
Around the corner a boy was talking animatedly about his summer adventures to a taller, gloomier boy who looked more like a man than most of his classmates. The boy leaned against the tall pillar in the lobby and surveyed his students while occasionally throwing a comment or two into the conversation. Outside a young girl trott
The Twin Fires: Chapter 2First FlightThe Twin Fires: Chapter 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tholaxxius slowly unfolded his wings, stretching them to their full span, judging from the shadow they cast over the landscape they must be as wide as he was long. Testing them slightly against the wind, he flapped them a few times experimentally feeling the new joints settle themselves. he flapped again, more vigorously now, his wings curving as they went up and down like a skilled oarsman rowing.
Dead leaves and vegetation flew away as his front feet rose a little from the surface. He started to run across the
field, shaking the ground with each footfall as he gained enough speed, the muscles in his haunches tensed and he pushed himself off, leaping into the air like a diver plunging into the water; he flapped down his wings and with a loud whooshing sound he rose.
Such exhilarance, he truly felt like a dragon now, soaring high above the ground, lord and master of all he beheld, those ground-dwellers couldn't possibly fathom it. He experimented a bit wit
The Twin Fires: Chapter 1Asleep amidst their contendersThe Twin Fires: Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Awoken trough the blood
The twin fires shall set the path alight.
One Yin, one Yang
Destiny torn in two
When the two come together,
Truth shall be revealed
And the great design will unfold
-The Prophecy of Huizhong-Chen
The Vial of Blood
The rain was drifting down slowly and a chilly breeze swept the deserted street on this late October evening. 17-year old Thomas was just on his way home after anything long day at school, grey, listless and worn-out teachers filling your head with trivial facts and knowledge you'd probably never use again in your life, and tomorrow would bring no difference.A small sigh escaped his lips as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and continued on his way home to a probably intoxicated father and an overbearing mother.
Thomas muttered, deciding to take a shortcut trough the woods next to the railroad, at least the trees would provide some shelter. Darkness was falling quickly this ti
Through the Eyes of a WitchThrough the Eyes of a Witch4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The others meander all around me.
They lead their own lives.
They leave me be.
Why do I sit here?
Is it because I still feel?
Am I waiting?
Calling to those who still have a chance?
I'm not sure...
I don't know what's real.
I lament my lost humanity.
Or am I just luring them in?
When I let out my tortured soul,
crying so they can hear me far away,
waiting for the madness to begin?
If they rise me...They'll suffer either way.
But I feel guilt for the deaths.
Or can I?
Am I still alive enough,
to truly cry?
AloneWhen I am aloneAlone2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the darkness of my room,
Sleep is approaching,
but my mind's a labyrinth too
I navigate the pathways
trying to understand:
How in a room so empty,
lonely I never am
polarisshe was the kind of girl that filled herpolaris3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
chest cavity with stars and her mind with names,
never one to forget her friends of the sky.
she doodled comets and planets in the margins of her papers
where hearts with arrows and initials should have been.
rockets boosted her dreams into the sky, and
she insisted the martians take teeth from under her pillow, not fairies.
she hoarded her chuck e cheese tickets,
even went as far as to dig them out of couch cushions
in order to fill her night sky with glow-in-the-dark stars
so her friends would never leave her even when
mommy and daddy forgot to tuck her in.
sleepless nights were spent at the window with
her battered old astronomy book, teaching
herself to read with polaris and sigma octantis.
by high school, she was as distant as her life-long friends,
already burnt out, just leaving after-images in the sky.
stardust floated out of her ears,
and dark matter clouded her eyes.
nebulous thoughts wafted from her mouth,
catching on the breeze and s
The Twin Fires: Chapter 4Cat and MouseThe Twin Fires: Chapter 45 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
19-year old Bobby just came home from another lousy day at school, luckly between skipping classes he had plenty of time to pick up girls and make fun of the nerds that stalked the hallway and flush school projects down the toilet before their eyes.
Bobby was a celebirty at school, with his unparalleled sense of fashion and a hairdo that required two tubes of gel, he was allways in the centre of attention, everyone knew it and everyone saw it but when it came to brains he found himself at the shallow end of the gene pool so he simply bullied some nerd to do his homework, especially that one scrawny kid, Thomas, such a good sport. Bobby's parents weren't at home so he had the place for himself, shoving a pizza in the oven and turning on some heavy metal music, putting the volume to the maximum while preforming some air guitar riffs.
Suddenly the windows in his room revibrated as he heard a loud whooshing sound outside, Bobby even heard it over the music, h
A giantess' orphanage mealThe day had reached its half point in the seemingly calm farm land where a distant orphanage lay right outside the outskirts. It was a fine summer afternoon and the sun was at its peak in the sky with just enough clouds to provide some occasional shade every now and then. Most of the kids were either outside playing or inside enjoying other forms of games. The few others were most likely finding ways of getting into trouble. All the kids lived right on the border where human and giant country merged. Controversy and rumors had been increasing as of recent, most of them only causing more tension between two worlds already in a cold war. Recently people on these borders have been gone missing, even houses being uprooted and never heard from again. Unfortunately, this land had very fertile soil and was perfect for farming. So as risky as life may have been, there was little choice the people in this area could really do. Despite the dangers, some of the kids were actually hoping to catchA giantess' orphanage meal4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The EntryThe Entry3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: The Entry
Game: Mass Effect 3
Disclaimer: Owned by Bioware
So, this is an unusual departure for me. I am on my third run of ME3 and I was staring at my FemShep who is romancing Garrus and I finally figured something out about her. I don't know why I figured this out about her but I did at like 9 morning it wasn't intentional but I just looked at her, the way I played the game, and I came up with why she acts this way in my head. I'm not trying to be ground breaking or a revolutionary with this. Hell I'm probably taking a great risk posting this the way it is. And this is why Bioware is so awesome because they gave us something that could inspire this, though the thought on closure is rather uh...yeah. This is my MAIN FemShep and I have 4 more FemSheps and six MSheps. Each one unique and varied but for her I just realized this is why she fights, is a kind soul, and does what she does the way she does it and I just wanted to
The Black Terror(Part 6)The Black Terror4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
For the eager companions the day passed slowly. The trio sat in the glade at the base of the mountain, watching the dragons coming and going. The Council was hard at work preparing for Embyr's feast and very rarely took the time to stop and talk to the group. When they did it was always a brief discussion in draconic.
Around midday a male green dragon came with lunch, which consisted of a small herd of sheep. Despite their nervousness the three were starving and tore into the food, temporarily putting their minds at rest. After their meal, however, they went back to sitting and worrying in silence.
As the sun started to slip below the western horizon the Council began to slowly make their way up the mountain. Embyr, Sterling, and Crystal fell in line with the other dragons and made their way back to the summit.
The top of the mountain had been transformed during the day. Three enormous stone tables sat before the Inner Council's stone circle, and on top of them were piles of m
Playing With One's Food(Part 1)Playing With One's Food4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
How many times had she come to sit in the same spot? How many times had she seen the young swordsman go through his training exercise, the same series of slashes and parries? She must have seen the scene played out over a hundred times... and yet he never once knew he was being watched.
Sterling sheathed his sword and dropped his hands to his knees, thoroughly exhausted. He panted for nearly a minute, trying to catch his breath, as he again played out the dance of sword-and-wielder in his mind.
He had trained for several months, from the first day the war in the east had started and his father had been called into battle. His mother, working diligently each day in the castle kitchens, left her son with only a handful of chores; once they were completed, Sterling was free to do as he pleased.
Thus, just like the countless days before it, Thursday found the knight-to-be in the small forest glade, swinging the sword left to him by his father in the many arcs and twists that made