Diablo III the Buddy Cop Film"Okay then, let me see if I follow here. You two single handedly slew thousands of royal guards-"Diablo III the Buddy Cop Film2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Snake people disguised as guards," the Demon Hunter interjected, pointing a finger at the report. "Thousands of snake people disguised as guards."
"Fine, snake people. However, according to your Wizard friend here, you originally did not know they were snake people."
"..They wouldn't let us pass," the Demon Hunter replied, more question than statement.
"And at no point did you think to yourself, 'oh, you know what I should do? Call my superiors, maybe explore some diplomatic channels.' You guys jumped straight to ethnic cleansing," the bulbous constable replied, scowling. "This is on top of assisting a rogue Horadrim, letting Deckard Cain's niece get kidnapped, and, cherry on top, breaking every single piece of pottery from Arcanus to Caldeum."
"That last part, I didn't even want to do that. I thought breaking all the pottery was a waste of time. This one though, the bloodlu
A Murder Most Foul- Chapter OneA Murder Most Foul- Chapter One4 months ago in Drama More Like This
Big Ben's clock struck noon over the city of London later that day. It's bell tolled for all to hear as it always had. You could hear it for miles if you wanted, but it's toll did not stop the city from buzzing about the murder that had occurred at the Charing Cross Railway station earlier that morning. The paper boys were shouting about it on the streets as it made headlines and spread like wild fire. Not even the Scotland Yard could keep the townspeople from coming up with theories or panicking no less. It was so widespread that a certain organization of people caught wind of it and sent out their best detective on the job to investigate.
A carriage pulled up to the station and a hooded figure stepped out from it, tipped the driver and went on their way. The figure was dressed in black from head to toe with a mahogany colored cape with an "A" symbol on it with floral like designing about it. Their cape swayed with each step the person took up the flight of stairs and to the crime sce
A Murder Most Foul- PrologueA Murder Most Foul- Prologue4 months ago in Drama More Like This
"All aboard!" Called the conductor of the train at Charing Cross Railway Station in the Westminster district of London, England. It was exactly past nine o' clock in the morning on a Tuesday in the month of October, 1868. The station was flooded with the hustle and bustle of the citizens of the city. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary as the passengers hopped onto the train; workers and travelers alike.
However, there was one man of the working class that was in charge of checking the cargo that came into and would leave the station. All the wooden crates were all accounted for in their organized chaos. They weren't exactly in order, but they at least had labels on them, so the man could make sure everything was there. The man was talk, wearing a black derby hat, a brown vest with a long sleeve shirt underneath, brown trousers to match and black shoes. He also had a dark beard on his face that showed his age of early thirties.
The man had just did a headcount of the boxes that were to
Elennya - under constructionElennya - under construction1 year ago in Settings More Like This
About the World
Explanation Of Used Terms
PLEASE NOTE that I stopped doing the tales in the old "image+story"-format and will redo the already finished ones, too.
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A Murder Most Foul- Chapter TwoA Murder Most Foul- Chapter Two4 months ago in Drama More Like This
It was a quarter to two that Tuesday afternoon when Evie was sitting at a table in the Viaduct pub in London, tapping her delicate fingers on the table as was sitting with her twin brother Jacob while their comrade, Henry Green stood between them. Jacob had the same hair color as his older twin sister, Evie, and even the same eye and skin color, and was even a handsome man as his sister was beautiful. He his hair was a medium length that was slicked back and he had a tasteful amount of facial hair. "So, how did your investigation go, dear sister?" Jacob asked her as he took a swig of his ale.
"Short lived and I hit a dead end." Evie answered, looking at her brother. "I however did find some curious clues." She added and put the bottle of mercury on the table. Both Jacob and Henry looked at it curiously. "Mercury." Henry said, furrowing his brow as he began to question what the metal liquid had to do with the murder. Unlike Evie and Jacob, Henry was not English; he was Indian. He had th
I miss youYou are a ghost in my headI miss you1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Living, yet you haunt my thoughts today
To speak your name
Would be to desecrate this space
Where you are, I should not care to know
But you are a never-healing wound
An unfulfilled promise
A chance to do no wrong
My memories burn with your taste, your touch, your smell
Who have I become?
Too long have the years been to me
To find myself wishing for the crossroads
For the chance to say no, one more time.
This is Halloween!This is Halloween:This is Halloween!3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Come with me and you will see
The friends I've hung down from this tree...
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Corpses scream in the dead of night!
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright.
It's our town, everybody scream!
In this town of Halloween...
I am the one hiding under your bed;
Licking your hand with a tongue so red and -
I am the one crawling up your stairs,
Thump-thump-drag, when no one's there...
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween!
In this town we call home
Everyone hail to the pumpkin song.
In this town, don't we love it now?
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise!
Round that corner man, Jockey in the trash can;
Hunters waiting now to pounce, and how you'll...
Scream! This is Halloween
Sadako is on the screen!
Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine!
The One Who CaresYou are the bus that crashes into the brickThe One Who Cares5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The boat that sinks with all passengers on-board
The flower that wilts in the slightest drought
The abandoned manuscript, fed through the shredder.
I am the paramedic who rescues the broken bits inside
The Coast Guard, searching for all survivors
The gardener who sweats over her roses
The wife who tapes it all back together.
I will pick up the pieces.
And you would do the very same for me.