Promises Are Made to be Broken Promises are made to be broken…Promises Are Made to be Broken2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the end… it was treachery and love that claimed Rythian’s life…
A week and a day earlier the endermen had begun to arrive; endless numbers, hordes of monsters attacking and breaking against the hastily shored up walls of their desert fortress like waves upon stone. Cabertown had been overrun by the seventh day, houses burning and crumbling as their foundations were carried away by the tall dark monsters. The villagers had been inexperienced in the art of war, and though they had tried, the damage had been too much for them. Children had gone missing from their beds, and adults were slaughtered in the streets like cattle. Ravs had finally had abandoned hope that his city would survive, and led what was left of his people across the desert to seek shelter with Rythian and Zoey; they carried what they could, but most of their belongings were left abandoned. The villagers were too terrified to retrieve what
Awoken Rythian had thought that he’d hit his lowest point when he and Zoey had been separated after he had yelled at her. The enderborn had paced the marble floors like a caged animal, slowly becoming more ghostlike with every passing day. He had been a plant without the sun, and the darkness had been made more sinister by the fact that he had known warmth and light. He had thought that it could never be worse than it had been back then.Awoken2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was wrong, this was so much worse.
“ZOEY!!!!!!” his voice was breaking as he screamed out for her, his violet eyes searching frantically among the ruins of what had been their home. Heat washed off of the crater in waves, making the air thick and difficult to breathe in; ash and debris were falling like poison rain.
Tee was scouring the ground for any sign of the girl they both loved, though in different ways. The dinosaur’s thick scaly skin protected him from the worst of the
Yogscast: The battle for MinecraftiaFrom the deepest pitsYogscast: The battle for Minecraftia3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of darkest hell,
Comes the king of nether,
Through the portal,
The sand starts to spread,
And life starts to fade.
Time may be short, the knight be gone,
But there is still hope
To right this wrong!
From the battle of the breach
To the Iron hand
The heroic duo
Can still stop the sand!
The allies will gather
From earth, air and sea,
Will unite this land
As it is meant to be.
The dwarf and spaceman charge!
For jaffas, minecraft and daisy!
Give honeydey sixty-four
Let the sand not faze me!
And at the last battleground,
When all will gather,
Israpel, bow in hand
He asks: 'who dares to defy me?'
And all at once
A might throng
Of all their voices rings out!
And in one moment turns the tide.
Out they cry, charging forth
A yell to be heard by all.
'I am Dave, Yognaught,' they cry,
'And I have the balls!!'
A Blackrock PoemCountdown startsA Blackrock Poem1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
A shake through the lawn
Bright flashing light
The whole world is gone
Time to start fresh
Gather your tools
What was that sound?
A large splash in that pool
Hello, Crazy Red-Head
Her fungus in hand
Let's build up a home
Cultivate that land
Revenge was the goal
No repeat of the past
Adventures did happen
Around the home built at last
A Volcano named Jim
A Dino named Tee
Dogs, golems and friends
Such a cute family
But division was formed
From the Lab underground
Apologies were said
Lies blocked out the sound
The Red-Head, she fled
The Dino followed her close
The Mage was alone
With what he hates most
The Shadows closed in
The Mage fought back their thirst
The Shadows did flee
Taunting the Mages curse
A meeting with Science
Betrayed the Mage even more
A Nuke under his castle
Death and Payback he swore
Soon the Red-Head returns
With The Dino by side
Apologies once more
She would no longer hide
Defusing the Nuke
She swore she could do
The Mage trusted her words
Xephos' POVXephos' POV2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Look Simon I know you love Jaffas but I can’t risk this and when the time comes I will do what it takes to keep Lomadia with me!” I yelled at Honeydew.
“You would destroy our Jaffa factory that we built from the ground up for Lomadia?” He stared at me with huge eyes.
“Yes I would protect her at any cost!” Honeydew growled then turned towards the middle.
I looked over at my new partner, Sips. I tried to remember what the arena looked like when we got to preview it.
"Meet me at the big tree!" I pointed to a tree behind me and Sips.
I ran and looked at the other players reach the chests before me. I could hear someone running behind me. I quickly turned, throwing my elbow into Nilesy’s nose. He collapsed onto the ground and I continued until I reached an untouched chest. A pulled out a sword and some meat and ran towards the over sized tree. I sat up in the branches and waited. I looked out into the distance.
'Flux' or 'Duncan's Diary'“Wake up, NanoSounds.”'Flux' or 'Duncan's Diary'10 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Kim woke with a start, almost smacking her head on the bunk above. Had she just dreamt that voice? It certainly didn't sound like Duncan.
That was when it struck her that something was different. Firstly, the window to the tower was open a crack, and the winter snow was slowly drifting in through the gap, drawing a thin line of cold snowflakes across the floor. Second was the absence of any sound other than the shuffling of the leaves outside. No snores or snorts, no shuffling of bedclothes or nocturnal mutterings. She pulled the covers aside and stepped out of bed, groggily. A cursory glance to the upper bunk confirmed the absence of her partner in misadventures. She wondered if perhaps he was still downstairs in the workshop, although no sound could be heard from the many machines below.
As she made for the stairs, Kim's attention was drawn to a fluttering from Duncan's bunk. The soft wind was shuffling some sort of paper half poking f
Demigod's Apprentice Pt 3 - The Truth of the World No. . . . It couldn't be true. She stared at the paper. It must be a forgery. But yet . . . It was her handwriting. When had she signed it? She couldn't remember. Had she . . . Had she met the grinning man before? She gasped, looking up at the man. That smile was haunting. She knew she had seen it before and now she knew why. Ridgedog laughed, knowing that even though she did not remember the first time they met, Kim was now understanding something. She had been his, even before this moment and even before he had stolen her away from Sjin's farm.Demigod's Apprentice Pt 3 - The Truth of the World1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I allowed you to stay with that wretched Sjin," Ridgedog commented, acknowledging and confirming her own hypothesis. "As much as I hated the idea ofhurting you, I thought that if you lived with them you would see how wretched these creatures were. I gave you over to the scarecrow. I allowed Sjin to save you. This life you came to know was all a part of my plan. It was all an illusion. Sjin never
Dreams Loss… crippling loss…Dreams1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rythian sat up gasping in bed, his purple eyes adjusting to the darkness as his flanks heaved with each shuddering intake of breath. White knuckled he gripped the sheets with both hands, his head spinning as his brain tried to cope with what he had just seen. Spiraling down, down farther out of control; crashing and burning in a tailspin of utter despair.
The mage flinched violently away from the intrusion, his shoulders curling in to shield himself from view. A hand rested itself lightly on his arm, its warmth drawing him to look over at the girl who was staring so concernedly at him.
“Rythian, are you ok?”
His throat tightened as he looked into her blue eyes. “A dream.” The man rasped out. “Only a dream.”
It had been a while since he’d had one of those particular dreams, and every time they occurred he was left just as shaken as
Darkness Before the Dawn: A Zoethian Fanfic :Ch 5The sun has scarcely risen, but we will need to look all day, so we left early.Darkness Before the Dawn: A Zoethian Fanfic :Ch 52 years ago in Drama More Like This
"We're almost there. Are you sure you'll be ok?"
"I'm fine!" I say, fooling him with the act I've been putting on. "Let's go find Fishton!"
But that act is soon destroyed.
When we arrive, my fake smile fades into disbelief, and I stare into the gaping hole in front of me.
That used to be B.A.R.R.Y. That used to be Blackrock. That used to be home.
It's gone because of me.
Many hours later, we still haven't found Fishton. During our slow decent into the chasm, I found no signs of him. Same with our ascent.
The sun starts to set, though.
Rythian still scours on. I stopped and gave up a long time ago.
He walks up to me and says "No luck yet. You want to go back to Baby Jim for the night?"
I don't even care anymore.
"Why even bother continuing? It's no use."
"Zoey, something seems... off. With you. Please tell me what's wrong."
"Nothing. I'm just tired."
"I can tell something is wrong. Please."
Seeing Double-Chapter 2: Sending in the Girls"So, run it past me one more time, Martyn," Hannah said, raising one eyebrow.Seeing Double-Chapter 2: Sending in the Girls2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Simon 'fixed' up the cloning machines from in the Hand to clone us all, but, for some reason, the clones are all girls "
"Must have been a surprise to see what you saw when you woke up, Martyn " Minty smirked.
Martyn smiled and shook his head.
"I only woke up because I could hear someone giggling. I thought I had dreamt it, because I quite sure no. I won't finish that sentence. Whatever. Yeah. So, I woke up, opened my eyes and there was a blonde girl standing in front of me with a very short towel wrapped around her. I didn't really know what to do "
Duncan snorted sharply. Lewis himself was suppressing a smile. Simon was not so cheerful. All he had wanted to do was impress his friends, and now they mocked him.
"Well, what do you want us to do?" Hannah asked, slightly bored.
Martyn stood like a rabbit in the headlights. Caught off guard by the question and confused.
"Wh what do
Not me, not anymore - Zoethian YogficDuncan sprinted through the thick jungle, his jet boots giving him extra speed. He wouldn't risk flying, incase he was seen, so he'd simply ran all the way there. It had taken days to find their stronghold, and now all he had to do was follow a blip on the screen. As the jungle gave way to forest, he increased his speed, anxious to fulfill his task. A few lone mobs, sheltering from the deadly sunlight, lunged and shot at him as he went past, but in vain. He shot past them like a bullet, and soon reached the border of the forest. He deactivated his boots, and scouted around the area.Not me, not anymore - Zoethian Yogfic2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Set into the mountains, a fortress of basalt brick, was the new Blackrock. How many times will I have to destroy this place? he thought. The place looked about four storeys high, and who knew how deep the basement was. An basalt and nether brick tower spiraled in a sort of helix from the top of the building, probably a mage tower where Rythian could work on his magic, and undoubtedly have scie
A Day In The Mind Of Lalna - Part 2, PridePart 2, PrideA Day In The Mind Of Lalna - Part 2, Pride2 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Man of the Skies flew off, leaving Lalna to his own thoughts. He sighed, sitting on the back of his chair and putting his face in his hands. For the first time in a while, Lalna just thought. Not with numbers, or other languages, just his own thoughts.
“It’s not hard,” Lalna realized.
“No,” Rythian’s voice answered. “It’s not.”
Anger rose up within Lalna, but with a quick exhale, it faded again. I should hate you.
“Oh you should,” Lalna felt him smiling. But if you did, I’d be just empty emotions.
“How’s Zoey?” Lalna asked.
Christ, Duncan. I’m surprised you haven’t shut me out yet. She’s alright. Sleeping off some of the magic she had in her system. Still a bit phased.
Lalna felt Rythian’s anger and his grief and his liquid rage towards Lalna himself. Yet the alchemical mage didn’t respond to that small note, or acknowledge it. “You realize wha
Aboard the Enderbane Rythian carefully adjusted his facemask with one hand as his dull, plum colored cloak flapped in the breeze. The man’s other hand, bound like the first from the middle of his forearm to the bases of his fingers in crisp beige linen, rested steadily on the wheel of his ship Enderbane. Far below, the ground spread out like a patchwork quilt of blue and green; they were flying over a forest now, dotted here and there with lakes. Closing his violet eyes, Rythian smiled as a gentle breeze blew through his hair; the creaking of the ship’s rigging was like music to his sensitive ears.Aboard the Enderbane1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was a skritching sound as his first mate, Tee, slid down from the crow’s nest and onto the deck. The sharp eyed dinosaur had joined Rythian’s crew willingly after the man had freed him from the fighting pits of Blackrock; thinking of the large city made him frown, he had been born and raised there, ignorant of its flaws until he had been old enough to visit the smuggler
It's FineIt's fine.It's Fine9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
That's what he would always say when something went wrong. When he didn't want her to worry.
He would tell her that everything was under control. Most of the time, she knew he was lying. Sometimes he really meant it. Sometimes everything worked out, and they would manage to fix whatever mess they had made.
Sometimes it was fine.
But not this time.
“It's fine,” he had said when she landed in the fountain.
“It's fine,” he had said when her hands turned purple with flux.
“It's fine,” he had said when he summoned the Wither in the middle of the courtyard.
“It's fine,” he had said when he had crashed the ship after escaping the castle. That time he had actually meant it. It was okay because they had both survived.
But this time it wasn't fine.
She knew an attack had been coming. They were just too close to Sjin for it to be avoidable.
“Look, it's fine,” he said when she expressed her concerns about the close proxi
OverdueRythian’s hand ran down her side coming to a stop on her hip. He felt her sigh and her warm body leaned into his until there was no space between the two. They were alone in the big house. Tee was off somewhere for the night and when Zoey had mentioned being cold, he had not hesitated. It was rare for the two of them to get this kind of alone time and he was going to take full advantage of it.Overdue1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Zoey leaned back enough to look in his eyes and said “What are you thinking about Ryth?”
He smiled and cupped her face in his hand “How beautiful you are.”
Zoey’s face went bright red and she shifted as if to move backwards but Rythian wasn’t letting her get away that easily.
The hand that had been resting on her hip moved to her back and pulled her to him as he bent his head to kiss her neck.
He felt her shiver against him and whisper “Rythian…”
“Mhmmm.” He answerd as his lips moved to the soft patch of h
Evil Inside of Me ProlougeBeware the Dark Triad. Ruby, Sapphire and Emerald will unite to aid Israphel in the destruction of this world. The fiend will be closer than you think. That's what Nubescu had warned them. Only now did Xephos understand what the fortune teller meant. Looming above them, a dark castle of obsidian lay. At the top, five figures stood. The two on the edges were clearly Israphel and Herobrine. As for the other three they all had eyes that burned with hatred, without pupils or irises. One figure had eyes the color green like that of a emerald or a tree. Another had eyes like the blue of the oceans when viewed from space. The third had eyes of the most crimson red, their horror hardly visible from behind all too familiar goggles. Xephos sighed. This was the final battle, or so they thought. All hope had been lost. There was nothing left to hang on. Worst of all was who had gone. What had happened to these three, the ones he cared about, the ones he held dear? Importantly ..whatEvil Inside of Me Prolouge2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Zoeya's Nightmares"Um Rythian?" said the apprentice/mushroom enthusiast nervously as her teacher searches his bag for the next item he wanted to make. He looked up at her "Hm? What is it Zoeya?" "Do you have any magical thingy that you can make for dreams?" she asked shuffling her feet in the ground. "Um .why do you want to know this?" Rythian asked wondering why Zoeya would want such an odd thing. "Uh, no reason, never mind" Zoeya says before flying off with her magic ring he had given her. He sighed and went back to creating thinking about Zoeya.Zoeya's Nightmares2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Zoeya always acted odd and kinda childish around everyone but this was new to him. He had never seen her act that odd to him. Come to think of it she had been acting odd for a few days now. She always had a tired look on her face that she tried to cover up with a smile; she hadn't set foot in her farm for almost a day now which made Rythian worried the most. "Is Zoeya sick?" Rythian muttered to himself.
Zoeya had f
Five Things Honeydew Hates About Xephos The first reason Honeydew has to hate Xephos is that Honeydew always wanted to be a spaceman.Five Things Honeydew Hates About Xephos3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Honeydew awoke one night to find the Yogcave completely empty.
"Xephos," He whispered, "where are you?"
After accepting the emptiness of the cavern, the dwarf approached the door with caution. Seeing no creepers, he proceeded out the door, towards the beach. Honeydew sighed in relief as he found his friend lying in the Minecraftian sand, staring at the stars. "Xephos?" he whispered, not wanting to break the silent reverie.
"Hello, Honeydew." The spaceman whispered back, his gaze not moving.
Xephos stared at his friend in curiosity for a moment before he lay down beside him, trying to see what the older man saw in the stars.
"I was an idiot." The spaceman whispered, almost below Honeydew's hearing.
"How?" the dwarf looked over at his friend. X
NanoCoffee The Beginning Is The EndA/N: Hello! This is my favourite paring, and I feel angst-y today, so DEAL WITH IT! :3NanoCoffee The Beginning Is The End1 year ago in Romance More Like This
With Nano here, I felt better. Before, it had been about finding new projects to keep my mind focused, but now it was about impressing Nano. So when I was flying around, guns blazing, I hadn't meant for her to fall in. "Nano!" I called as she fell into the sphere, watching in horror as she hit the sparkling gems at the bottom.
"L-lalna..." She cried weakly as she slumped against the glass. Rushing forward, I put my face against the glass she was leaning on.
"Do you think you can fly out?" I asked and she swallowed before giving a small nod. I watched as she slowly got to her feet, before beginning to hover and she flew up out of the sphere. I followed, catching her as her jet-pack failed. "Nano?" I asked gently as I pulled off her heavy jet-pack.
"Lalna..." She whispered grabbing a fistful of my lab coat in her too-weak grip. "I'm going to die."
Holding her tighter I brought h
Zoo of Cubes: (ii) The Shooting StarZoo of CubesZoo of Cubes: (ii) The Shooting Star2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Shooting star
Duncan noticed Sjin had been moving, but he was tired to get up at that exact time. Oh how he was tired. It took three potions of Sleep to stop him from struggling out of Duncan’s grip. Sjin was a definite pain to get there. After Duncan had injected more Serum into the subject’s neck and pulled up the force field, the bearded man awoke. Perfect timing. That’s how Lalna liked it. Perfect.
Unlike Sips, Sjin instantly opened his eyes and freaked out.
“NO!” He shouted, scared and confused. “I… I hate it when you do this… B…Bastard!”
“Whoa, calm down. I just wanted to talk…”
“So you encage me in this miniscule impenetrable force field?” Sjin said, crawling about, attempting to find a hole in the large hollow but transparent cube of energy.
“I promised Sips I’d let you go after. I’m not here to do anything but ask you questions”
Sips Co. Fairytale - Chapter 7Sips Co. FairytaleSips Co. Fairytale - Chapter 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Seven - Xephos and the Seven Dwarves
Xephos’ night consisted of alcohol, crazy topics, and chatting with multiples of the same person. The usual. And, frankly, that one night was one of the best nights he had since the Queen entered the family. They had all stayed up until 2 in the morning talking about everything and anything. Well, everybody had stayed up until Sleepydew, who had somehow sneaked over to Xephos’ couch to snuggle up against his shoulder. But, Xephos didn’t mind. At that time he was too sucked into the backstory of Honeydew. He had also figured out Grumpydew’s weakness- beer. He turned into a big softy after the first few he had sucked back. He was, in fact, the highlight of the night. He told the story of Honeydew, telling Xephos all about his old home which was in fact Stoneholm, and when he was kicked out, and from then on to survival and when he found the perfect place for a new start. Xe
Yogscast: Vengeance part 7 (Final)Lalna slowly blinked his eyes open. Although he was incredibly dazed and his mind was foggy, he could tell that he was in a brightly lit room, and judging from the quiet chatter, there were others in the room with him.Yogscast: Vengeance part 7 (Final)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to force the drowsiness to leave his mind. After a moment, he could make out two distinct voices, and when he opened his eyes again, he recognized where he was.
He was lying in his bed in the dorm by the Jaffa factory. It was so bright because of all the torches.
And the voices belonged to Xephos and Honeydew.
Suddenly, his friends leaned into his field of view. They were both smiling.
"Hey guys," said Lalna, smiling tiredly.
"That's it?" asked Xephos. "You come back from the dead twice and that's all you can say?"
"What did you expect?" he asked sarcastically. "So do you guys wanna fill me in on what exactly happened?"
"Well how much do you remember?" asked Honeydew.
Lalna was quiet, because at that moment, all of the memories
Power of Minecraftia chtp. 1 part 1The sun was just setting on what had been a successful day in Minecraftia. Xephos and Honeydew had just returned from mining out a new cave that Xephos discovered a few days before. They entered their home in the mountains and tossed their heave sacks into the middle of the room. It had been quite a haul of gold and iron ore and they had even found a few diamonds as well. They decided to smelt the ores in the morning. Saying good night they went to their rooms and quickly fell asleep.Power of Minecraftia chtp. 1 part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When Honeydew awoke the next morning he was surprised that Xephos was not already smelting the ores from yesterday. He went over and knocked on Xephos's door.
“Xephos? you alright”? There was no answer.
He knocked a little harder and called again, but still no answer. He opened the door and looked inside. The room was a mess. There were tools and stuff scattered all over the place.
“Xephos! Xephos”! Honeydew shouted as he checked the whole house, but there was no sign of Xephos any
Memory of a Dream - Prologue (Original) The mythology of the Reapers goes back as far as history can remember. They were never called Reapers in these books however, they all were the same. As years went by, the universal name came with the appearance of the Halfling. The Halfling held many memories of his kind, and many of their powers. He was born to a human mother, who didn’t know what to make of his abilities. She sent him away, scared and confused.Memory of a Dream - Prologue (Original)2 years ago in Scraps More Like This
Eventually, the white walls became his new home – a growing hatred for mankind slowly hardening his very core. The Lab spent years trying to get information out of him with only one word coming from his lips – usually to spite those who held him. Rumor has it – the Lab gave up, encasing him in a prison within unbreakable bedrock. The Halfling disappeared, merely adding to t