United Equestrian Kingdoms (Equestria) PAGE.1United Equestrian Kingdoms (Equestria) PAGE.12 years ago in Settings More Like This
United Equestrian Kingdoms
Harmony is Magic (English), Armoniam est Magia (Latin)
Land of Equestria (English), Terra Equestria (Latin)
English (dominant), Latin (for formal and royal affairs)
Earth ponies (majority), Crystal ponies, Unicorns, Alicorns, and Pegasi. Minority groups: Griffins, Minotaurs, Dragons, Buffaloes, Kangaroos, and Cows.
Federal Constitutional Tetrarchy
Princess Celestia (Ruler of the Solar Empire and goddess of the day), Princess Luna (Ruler of the New Lunar Republic and goddess of the night), Princess Cadence (Ruler of the Crystal Emp
Pray for Friend's GrandfatherOne of my watchers LunaTheKittyCat recently contacted me with a request.Pray for Friend's Grandfather9 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Doctors discovered a black spot on her Grandfather's lungs, which could be cancer
or something else fatal. Please pray that it is not serious and if it is please
pray for his healing.
THE PROMISED BAPTISM WITH HOLY GHOST"And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting. And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance. And there were dwelling at Jerusalem Jews, devout men, out of every nation under heaven. Now when this was noised abroad, the multitude came together, and were confounded, because that every man heard them speak in his own language. And they were all amazed and marvelled, saying one to another, Behold, are not all these which speak Galilaeans? And how hear we every man in our own tongue, wherein we were born? Parthians, and Medes, and Elamites, and the dwellers in MTHE PROMISED BAPTISM WITH HOLY GHOST9 months ago in Philosophical More Like This
Chun-LiChun-LiChun-Li8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
The strongest woman in the world.
"You ready for this?"
Country of Origin: China
Date of Birth: March 1
Height: 5'7" (169 cm)
Occupation: police officer
Bust Size: 95 cm
Relationships: Kairi (student), Cammy (lifelong best friend), Ryu (boyfriend), Dorai (father, deceased), Gen (teacher)
Hobby: Shooting (international competition 6th place)
Favourite Band: JAM Project
Likes: her boyfriend (Ryu), Sweet stuff, Yogashi (type of western confectionery)
Dislikes: M. Bison, crime, local people, indecisive and shady people, Shadaloo, Burning Legion, evil
Fighting Style: Chinise Martial Arts
Signature Weapon Type: None
Signathre Weapon Name: None
Control Scheme: SF-IZM
P1 Outfit: Original Street Fightter II Outfit
P2 Outfit: SFIV Alternate Outfit
Voice: Fumiko Orikasa (JPN), Laura Bailey (ENG)
Regular Music Theme: Original Theme from SFII (XRD MIX)
Unlimited Music Theme: ReBirth Of Dream by JAM Project
VS. Music Theme: Ima
Alien Starlight ch. 4Alien Starlight ch. 47 months ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 4: Reassurance
“So that’s how you came to meet the Green Lantern?”
“That’s how I met Lantern John Stewart, yes.”
“Sounds like he was kinda intimidating.”
“Oh, you don’t know the half of it.”
Nuriyah squirmed slightly in the metal folding chair, feeling like she was in more trouble than ever. She watched the progress of the tall, dark man as he paced around the small room they were waiting in, her mouth going dry whenever she met those unnatural green eyes.
“And you have no idea why this power ring chose you?” he asked in his sharp voice.
“I…um…” she tried to reply, but it felt like her voice kept getting stuck in her throat. “Well, I—“
“John, stop,” Superman interjected from a corner where he was standing, his arms crossed, “The girl’s a child, not a criminal; you’re acting like this is an interrogation,
Manchuria Alternate History ArticleManchuria Alternate History Article2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Manchuria (Manchu: Манжу Гурун, Manju Gurun, simplified Chinese: 满洲国; traditional Chinese: 滿洲國; pinyin: Mǎnzhōuguó; literally "Manchu state" Russian: Республика Маньчжурия, Respublika Man'chzhuriya
), officially the Republic of Manchuria is a country in East Asia. The Yalu River and the Tumen River form the border between the Republic of Korea and Manchuria, the Amur and the Ussuri with Russia, and is bordered by Mongolia to the west and China to the southeast. This was the traditional homeland of the Manchu people.
A former territory of China, it became the Japanese puppet state of Manchukuo. The Soviets are supposed to return Manchuria to China in 1946; however, the Communist forces and the Soviet occupation forces are too entrenched to give it back, and M
Windsor Primer: RDNA-verse FINWindsor Primer: RDNA-verse FIN4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
An Excerpt from The Primer on Ruling Monarchies in the RDNA-verse, 2024.
The House of Windsor-Romanov
Formed from the merger between the two great houses of Europe, the Windsor-Romanovs hold sway over what remains of the British Empire and Commonwealth, led by the young Victoria III since her coronation in 2010. It should be stressed, however, that for all intents and purposes the dynasty is a continuation of the British line, being predominant over the Romanov side of the family even though it also claims legitimacy over the former Russian Empire.
The dynasty can be traced to the intermingling of the ruling Hanoverian and Saxe-Coburg-Gotha families in the late 18th to early 19th Century. In a move that served to further emphasize their connection with the peoples of Britain, in 1815 King George IV decided to name his line after Windsor Castle, near London with Parliament's consent. From that point, the kings and queens of the United Kingdom ruled unop
Barrissoka: Sith CandySith CandyBarrissoka: Sith Candy6 months ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"Hurry up, Ahsoka! We are getting ready to leave." Barriss urged Ahsoka to pick a costume. Barriss was already in her kitty cat outfit.
Trick or Treating was about to begin and they had to pick up Asajj, Padme and Riyu Chuchi.
Ahsoka grabbed the Hutt outfit, big and bulky though it was and started squealing in delight.
Barriss sighed "You goofball! Why don't you ever wear the sexy maid outfit?"
Ahsoka pouted "Because EVERYONE wants me to wear that one! Nope! I'm going to dress like a fat stinky Hutt! *HAW HAW HAW!! CHUUUN WOOKIE!!*
Ahsoka presented herself in a fat Hutt suit with a pillow inside to make her look large. She even had a large tongue in the mouth piece and used it to fake slobber all over Barriss.
"STOP IT!! That's GROSS!" Barriss closed her eyes and felt her body twitching in disgust, but Ahsoka just laughed.
"Anyway, we gotta go pick up Asajj, Padme and Riyu. Meow!"
"You'll have t
The Unending NightmareLife is an interesting thing, unique in the universe. A series of chemical processes conducted in such a way that it serves as a conduit for élan vital, a form of "energy" which exists beyond the physical universe. In tiny quantities and in simple systems, élan vital has virtually no effect, but when a critical density is exposed to a very specific set of electrochemical reactions, it confers upon the living thing the gift of consciousness.The Unending Nightmare1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Élan vital is special in that it is not of the material universe. It is native to another universe "adjacent" to physical reality, an alternate dimension called the Etherium. Élan vital can only exist in conjunction with the particular chemical systems that exist in all living things; indeed, life is defined by the presence of élan vital within a chemical process. When these chemical systems fail, élan vital becomes unstable and is punted back into the realm from which it came; this process is more commonly
Rocket To InsanityRocket To Insanity3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rocket To Insanity
A Story Inspired by Sergeant Sprinkle's "Cupcakes" Fanfic
This work of fiction contains material that may be sensitive to some readers (murder, gore and death). Viewer discretion is advised.
"There is evil within the hearts of all ponies. Such is the balance of nature. Good can only be prevalent for so long before Evil musters its forces, and seizes upon the heart twisting friendships into war, loyalty into deceit, and kindness into unadultered hate."
-Unknown Author, 622 B.L.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAHH, AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Screams echoed through the cloud palace of Rainbow Dash's home, the filly startled wide awake in a cold sweat, terror surging through her veins. Nightmares. Again. The seventh time this month. And it was always the same one. The one with the 'cupcakes'. Flashes of memory lanced through her head. Wings being hacked off, then ripped from their sockets. Needles plunged into her beating heart, adrenaline injected into her bod
ORIGIN CREEPYPASTA: RebirthORIGIN CREEPYPASTA: Rebirth8 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A tear ran through the five year old’s mind as she heard her brother’s cries of anguish.
“You can’t do this! She’s only a little girl! She’s your own flesh and blood!”
A gruff, angry voice slurred back, “That small abomination is not my daughter. That’s a hell spawn. A freak!”
Adeline pulled the doll closer to her chest as she heard those words. Her father always frightened her, especially when he was drunk. Always yelling, always cursing, always beating her. She sniffled, it wasn’t her fault that voices told her things.
She could hear her brother, Johnathan pleading with her father to calm down.
“Dad, please! She’s not-” Johnathan’s voice was suddenly cut off with a yelp.
“That’ll teach you to argue with me, boy.” Her father said quietly before stomping to her bedroom door.
The door flung open to reveal her father’s angry, drunken visage.
A Skyrim Tale - Poet's Journal Entry 40 (Finale)A Skyrim Tale - Poet's Journal Entry 40 (Finale)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Poet's Journal Entry 40 - Our Final Farewell
Today as a final adventure we did the Adventurers' challenges. I even brought Daxius along, and Jenassa needed some convincing. Vath stayed home with the girls. He didn't feel like a member of the group nearly as much as the rest of us. Although I can't blame him because he did more harm than good, he still became a part of our family, and I feel bad for him. Before we did any of these challenges, Vent held a proper funeral for Lydia. Vahl went back to the place she died in and took her body back to bury outside of Whiterun. I can't imagine a more appropriate place. Vahl had left her helmet on the gravestone.
We then proceeded to do these challenges, some of which almost got us arrested. Go figure. Along the way, Vent was recalling his favorite memories in this past year. His favorite day was my birthday. I can't lie and say I didn't get a humbling feeling from that fact. We even visited the little shop he got my presents in. It was r
A look at Nuclear WinterA look at Nuclear Winter6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
New York City, 1991
It was a day they thought they'd never see: The fall of the Soviet Union. It took 46 years but at last, Communism as the world knew it was officially dead. Why then, was a Russian Military plane flying over Times Square. Lisa remembered her father tell her stories about the Great Crusade, also known as World War II. In that war, the US and Russia were allies but they never really trusted each other. After the war was over, they went their separate ways: Russia spread communism to places like Vietnam and North Korea. The US fought Russia's ideals in both places.
With the collapse of the Soviet Union, the world would be a safer place, right? Is that...no! I turned to see a police officer looking up in horror.
It's the end of the the world! my mother exclaimed as she picked me up and ran down the street. I looked back at the slow moving plane as something fell from inside it. I didn't know what it was but the sight of it made everyone turn and r
Kidnapped by a Serial Killer.1There he stood, in front of us, in the house, pointing his killer weapon at us. His black eyes held the odd expressionless look, with his crooked nose and slanted smirk, he had probably completely gotten the purpose of freezing us in fear. "Nobody leaves," he stated dryly as we all stared at him in shock. Who was this man? What did he want? Why did he come barging into my house?Kidnapped by a Serial Killer.17 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Wh-what do you want?" Serine stammered. She was the only one who had dared to speak up, despite being the youngest of us all, which was ten. Bang. He shot her, dead. Serine fell to the floor, eyes opened, her child like innocence now replaced with a hollow, shocked look. "What do I want? Hmm..." the stranger pondered, cold eyes not leaving us. "I enjoy killing, that is my hobby to be precise." Our veins froze. He enjoyed killing, and was about to shoot us all dead. "Nobody moves, or else I'll shoot you and make it bloody."
No way, no way was he going to just make us sit there dumbly, letting him pick and kill.
Consortium InfantryCombat DroneConsortium Infantry5 months ago in Settings More Like This
The term "combat drone" actually encompasses a wide variety of war machines, but it normally refers to the Mark II Drone first built by the Taaltsyan Corporation, one of the first backers of the Consortium Revolution. While Taaltsyan manufactures a majority of Mark IIs and their later variants, the design's ubiquity and lapsed patent means it is manufactured by licensed and unlicensed manufacturers throughout the galaxy.
The basic Combat Drone squad is composed of six units armed with arm-mounted C28 Pulse Rifles, which means that Combat Drones cannot pick up or man dropped weapons. It is possible to upgrade the squad with C30 Rail Rifles, increasing their damage and range, but only three units will be upgraded with this weapon.
The squad can be upgraded to be assisted by a Mark IV Drone, a more heavily-armored drone with various systems designed to support its fellow drones. The Mark IV's Fire Control Optics allows the squad to do more damage at longer ranges. The Mark IV
ORIGIN CREEPYPASTA: Man of the GallowsORIGIN CREEPYPASTA: Man of the Gallows4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I used to be a hardworking, honest man and husband. A man of reputation, yet one who would take care of strangers as if they were his own family. It was a common sight to see me being polite to travelers and townsfolk alike. After all, where I came from it was a custom passed down from our elder's Southern roots. But like all things, it wasn't always as pleasant in my life as I wish I could portray it through this story."
"The name is Andrew Colt. I used to live in the town of Hendrick's Post and I was just one of the locals. I worked as a ranch hand for one of the big cattle ranchers out in the Southwest. He had been a good friend of mine ever since I moved into the town in my early teens looking for some honest work. My friend Daniel Cullen also was a helper at said ranch and we usually teamed up when we had to herd the cattle into the pens for the night."
"Now, you might be wondering why I am telling you this. Well my friend, even consideri
The Monster Under the Bed - Chapter 1A Story by Jive GuruThe Monster Under the Bed - Chapter 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For as long as I can recall, I've been a little weary. Most people think I'm kind of odd, and that's alright by me. I don't exactly mind, because in comparison to the average guy my age, they are probably right.
You could say I am a little weird!
I'm mean, it's not like it's all my fault though, I have a very good reason why I act a little strange sometimes. I don't sleep well at night for one, in fact most nights I don't really sleep at all. It's been like this for most of my life and I've gotten pretty used to it. Oh, it's not that I don't sleep, I catch quick naps when I can, but I never sleep at night.
I don't sleep at night because I'm aware of certain things that most people aren't.
I know that monsters are real.
Yeah, I know, it sounds crazy, insane probably- perhaps even a little paranoid! However, that's the god's honest truth about it. Though to be fair, it isn't simply this knowledge that keeps me awake at night, no; that honor (if you could call it that
Rainbow FactoryRainbow Factory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Aurora Dawn
"Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice
As the story we knew of sugar and spice"
There's long been rumors as to how, exactly, rainbows are made in Equestria. While a great amount of Pegasi ponies are employed in the Rainbow department of the weather factory, almost all of them do the low-end work. What's know is that great streams of Spectra, the individual colours of the rainbow, flow through large grates and into vast vats. From there, workers carefully and equally mix the spectra into the coagulated rainbow pools that dot and run through the factory and surrounding city. Next, that mixture is pumped to the floor below, where other employees atomize it and store it until the active weather Pegasi deploy it in field.
However, no one knows how individual Spectra is made. Supplies are never seen being brought in, leaving not even a clue what goes into a rainbow. Tourists, when visiting the factory, are treated to an extremely foreboding and plain
[VME] Occult Watch - Central Intelligence Agency[VME] Occult Watch - Central Intelligence Agency1 month ago in Settings More Like This
Years Active: 2012-Present
Territory: Gotham, airports worldwide
Cult Activities: Plane crashes, pyromancy
Patron God(s): The Masked Man
The Central Intelligence Agency began its life as a replacement for the OSS, the intelligence agency of the United States. Privy to all of the occult knowledge at the Americans' disposal, the CIA nonetheless resisted corruption for decades, loyally serving the American government. However, the CIA went rogue at an uncertain point in the early 21st century, declaring war on the United States and all of mankind.
It was not known when the corruption of the CIA began, but records indicate that a mysterious mercenary known only as "the Masked Man" began informing on CIA targets as early as 1998. The Masked Man quickly became the go-to informant for the CIA, providing crucial information on SS and KGB activity that allowed the CIA to thwart German and Soviet plots in the Middle East. It was around this point
Beyond Light and Darkness Ch. 11Beyond Light and Darkness Ch. 113 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Beyond Light and Darkness Chapter 11: The Prime Evil's and The Mistresses of Dark Emperor's Plan revealed
Within Shadowblood Castle
Terrantos is watching his subordinates being trained by Shuma-Gorath, Anti-Monitor, Trigon, Death, and other cosmics.
Ghirahim walks next to his Master
Ghirahim: My Lord 50% of your troops are done with training though some do struggle being trained by your cosmics.
Terrantos: I noticed. Ghirahim I want you and Demise to take care of something for me in the east of Shakala.
Ghirahim does his finger movements
Ghirahim: ands what do you desire us to do My Lord. Slaughter a village, pillage an empire, or destroy an entire civilization?! Hahahahhahahahaahaha
Terrantos: I need you to require an object.
Ghirahim: Very well M'Lord.
Ghirahim vanishes while diamond like magical shapes are left behind before fading
Terrantos: Hahahahaahamuhahahhahahahahahahhahahahahaa! Soon even Damiean will show them true Terror.
One Day in the Life of Malvolio PortiusSummary: in this fanfiction, I have decided to explore the reason why Malvolio Portius, one of the characters from the upcoming NC Soft/Carbine Studios MMORPG called "Wildstar", is always seen in the trailers with a huge goblet of wine. This is, obviously, not canon, and the characterization of Malvolio might not line up exactly with official sources. Hopefully, no-one will sue or brutalize me for it.One Day in the Life of Malvolio Portius2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Forewarnings: the fanfic contains some mildly disturbing scenes (that's what you get for writing about an evil empire), as well as copious amounts of booze being consumed. If you take objection to either, you'll probably want to refrain from reading.
Malvolio Portius woke up to the loud beeping of his alarm clock. Almost a whole minute had passed as he tried to comprehend the terrible headache he was having. He groaned as he got out from under the blanket, sat up on his bed, and reached for the hangover pills on his ornate nightstand, shutting off the incessant alarm and then grabbing