More Than An ExperimentMore Than An Experiment4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It was summer break. He should have been in his lab, entertaining himself with the various half-completed experiments he had laying about, but no. He was at Shibusen, listening to Shinigami-sama ramble on about 'the dangers of letting experiments run loose on the campus'. Stein did his best to look as if he was paying attention, although the conversation itself was the last thing on his mind. Spirit looked on in amusement; silently snickering at the situation, not unlike ones that were had so many years ago when Stein was his partner. "Honestly Stein, you should know better than to let things like that wander around unsupervised!" "It was completely supervised, Shinigami-sama " Stein sighed, mind elsewhere. "Tell that to the huge bill I got last week" Shinigami-sama retorted, shaking an overly large finger in Stein's face. "That was a miscalculation " Stein replied despondently. "Um what exactly happened?" Spirit interje
Hourglass"Are you all right, Eric?"Hourglass2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"...yeah. I'm heading back to Alan. See you tomorrow."
Eric had long since grown used to the pitying looks and ignored them all. The fight wasn't worth it any more. Not when his world was slipping away like sand sinking grain by grain by grain... There was no hope, no cure, no mention even in folklore. He still pretended to stay positive though, for Alan's sake. They had sorrows enough.
Tutting, Eric rolled his shirt sleeve back down, numb and unsurprised to find he had made the walk from his office to the new living quarters on auto-pilot again. He rarely remembered taking his blazer off either but Eric could never get used to the daily injections no matter how out of it he was. Still, at least the evening jab served as a reminder to put on a smile before Alan saw him.
Alan's health was so fragile that nowadays they lived under controlled conditions. Both of them. That fight had been worth it. It had taken Eric dropping his usual laid b
SxS 53 FANFIC:Keeping a SecretSxS 53 FANFIC:Keeping a Secret5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Spirit cracked his neck a few times as he walked down the yellow, almost gothic looking, corridor in Shibusen sighing heavily. Still trying to work out the cricks and kinks that had developed from being set upon by a vicious witch a few weeks previously... he had hated spending time in the school's hospital. But when he finally woke up days later, only to be locked in a neck brace and very drowsy, he had been pleased to see Stein looking down at him.
Although that was the problem.
Spirit noticed that after seeing Stein, said doctor had been keeping his distance. Why Stein had been doing this, Spirit had no idea. But considering his Meister had just passed a Teaching Qualification he decided to congratulate his best friend regardless.
Finally reaching the large door of the Medical Room, Spirit knocked on the door of his old friend to congratulate him. He knew that the examiner might miss those few limbs but Stein had passed the exam none the less.
He found Stein hunched over an old brow
Kuroshitsuji Musical 2 KaraokeKuroshitsuji Musical 2: The Most Beautiful DEATH in the WorldKuroshitsuji Musical 2 Karaoke5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Original Translation by Nayama
Lyrical Wordsmithing by Tyigra
(The dots in some songs are for formatting, just ignore them.)
01 - Keiyaku (The Contract)
(Sebastian) Struggling, in humiliation you're drenched,
grasping tight even to a mere spider's thread.
And with that, from the very edge of despair,
you escape only to return to the start.
Your comical struggles are mocked by the moon on high.
If you want it shot from the sky, I'll do it.
All you need to do is call my name, in this moment now.
The revenge that you are wishing for, I will grant to you.
All that I insist for in exchange is your trembling soul.
Thus the contract binds the two of us, and you shall be my Lord.
At the end of your everlasting disgrace,
laughing at the absurdity of those days.
Your obscene resistance is judged by a blaming god,
if you want him crushed on his throne, I'll do it.
Offer me the prize that I desire, I'll drink every drop.
The Silver Throne: Chapter 3Roar of the White DragonThe Silver Throne: Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Balloch, the white dragon, turned in a low, banking dive. As the wind's whistle became a tearing, humming drone, the treetops of the marshes rose swiftly to meet him. The grassland on the western bank of the River Lea in the London Borough of Hackney became a blur of speed. The outskirts of London were ending now and the rural suburbs were spread out under him. He saw a greenly lush carpet of land and brooks. It filled the landscape before him to the skyline in all directions. Once again the intoxication of being airborne was making him feel better than conditions justified.
He had no real idea of where he was headed to, but that did not seem to disturb his cheerful feeling. He swiveled his head around to make sure nobody or nothing was following him but he saw no sign of any pursuers, no roaring jetfighters were hot on his tail nor was there any sign of the Silver Queen. It looked like he was actually getting away with what surely must be the
The Silver Throne: Chapter 2Big Ben ChaseThe Silver Throne: Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The weather was finally improving after a whole week of nothing but miserable rain. The lead clouds gently opened here and there to allow sunlight to reach the rooftops of London and the curtain of morning mist slowly unwove as the city awakened. Big Ben chimed seven times, startling the flock of doves nestled in the trees of the garden at Buckingham Palace. Elizabeth awoke and stretched, the first time she'd awaken after such a shock and it all seemed no more than a bad dream. That stretch was utterly natural for one heartbeat, then she stopped and contracted and she realized again that her world had changed and she could never stretch, breathe, or move again as she did before.
They had kept her here for almost a week now, there was no way her five-story high dragon form would fit in any hospital, let alone a comfortable bed. So she lay outside in the moist grass and dirt like a wild animal, they couldn't even set up some form of shelter that would be bi
The Silver Throne: Chapter 4The Measure of a ManThe Silver Throne: Chapter 42 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The rain that had shrouded London all night had finally broken up. Rays of sunlight sparkled between the clouds, the morning was crisp and clean. The sky above the city was filled with low-hanging pearl-colored clouds reflected in the dark waters of the pond at Buckingham Palace. A reserved oasis of tranquility amidst one of the worlds' busiest cities. The wet smell of earth and green algae rose from the garden's pond. The huge silver-scaled form of the Queen now turned dragon stirred. A luminous slit of mercury appeared and a vertical pupil dilated eagerly.
Elizabeth checked a sigh, content to let the sun glisten from her silver scales for now, she felt the lukewarm breeze of spring ruffle the membranes of her wings and tug at the frills on her head. She let her head remain on her foreclaws and dozed a bit. A nearby oak tree kept the morning sun out of her eyes, the coolness of the morning was soothing to her stiff muscles and the grass was as sof
D and D 4e Chromatic DraconiansD and D 4e Chromatic Draconians4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Chromatic Draconian Soldier
Humanoid XP Elite
HP: +8/lvl + constitution score
Resist: 5 at 1st lvl against element of the breath weapon. 10 at 11th. 15 at 21st lvl.
Saving Throws: +2
Speed: (flight: clumsy) half the land speed (this only applies to ones with wings.)
Action points: 1
Powers: Breath Weapon (daily) * Acid, Cold, Fire, Lightning, or Poison
Close blast 4; lvl +2 vs Reflex; 2d8 + Constitution modifier damage of one of the following types: acid, cold, fire, lighting, or poison. The damage type does not change once it is chosen.
They had their rite of birth as dragons taken away from them. Now they find that they don't need to be large powerhouses of magic to be taken as a force to be reckoned with.
Average Height: 5''-5'' 10'
Average Weight: 170-190 lbs.
Ability Scores: -2 Intelligence, +1 Strength, +1 Wisdom, +2 Char
Things I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons1) No using the flaming battle axe as an emergency skilletThings I Can No Longer Do in Dungeons and Dragons3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2) No dual-wielding two-handed weapons, even if I figure out how to within the rules.
3) Hengeyokai are not for making catgirls and bunny girls.
-a. And I am not allowed to fill a mansion with either or both.
4) Not allowed to use Warforged as cannon fodder with the justification "We can rebuild him!"
5) Just because I can, doesn't mean I should take Arcane Admixture so many times that Magic Missile deals nearly every damage type possible
6) My Warlock can have an Infernal Pact. He cannot be Legion and speak in the third person collective.
-a. Nor can the Warforged.
7) My Warlock will not describe his pact as having made a demon/devil/evil star/fairy/vestige his bitch.
8) If we encounter a female fox hengeyokai with a high charisma, I will refer to her by name and not constantly call her the foxy lady.
9) Zeppelins do not exist in Forgotten Realms. I am not allowed to build one from canvas and fire elementals.
-a. And if I did,
A Strange Letter FoundA Strange Letter Found8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A much-folded and faded letter was found among the personal papers of Professor Howard Rice after his death in 1936. The contents, more than a little puzzling and troubling, are presented here unedited for your review.
June, 17th, 1908.
My Dear Friend Howard,
I am writing to you, from my room at the Kempler Arms, a run-down inn located in the God-forsaken port of Rockfish Harbor, North Carolina. I have just drank the contents of a bottle of brandy in the vain attempt to calm my nerves enough that I may commit the events of the last few days to paper before I collapse into much needed slumber.
I came here, as you may recall, to study the lasting enigma of the disappearance in 1587 of the English colony on Chapanoke Island. In my mind, it is a great mystery, more than worthy of ranking alongside the more commonly known tale of the Mary Celeste. As you may remember, she was an abandoned ship found off the coast of Portugal in 1872. None of the her crew or passengers were ever found
The Weeds Of My SentimentsI figured that if I picked the dandelionThe Weeds Of My Sentiments9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
blossoming from the cavity of my heart
as I lay here a cadaver
in the body farm
harvesting the remnants
that if I let the wind catch the seeds
that I hold here in my skeletal hand
maybe as the wind relocates me
an oblivion just before Epiphany
My JasperMy fingers drilled rapidly on the countertop as I fidgeted in my seat. Where was he? Id been in the city for weeks and hadnt seen a glance of him anywhere!My Jasper7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Had my vision of him, of Jasper, been faulty? Had my visions ever been faulty? Never, from what I could remember offhand. My most recent vision had been of the golden-eyed coven. They had just relocated to a new home; it wouldnt be hard to find them. But what about Jasper? The vision was incomplete without him.
My first vision--my first memory--had been a snapshot of his face. His honey-blonde hair was gleaming, and his blood-red eyes were filled with a sorrow I could not understand. Ever since that first sight, Id been obsessed with finding this godly stranger, and that was what had inevitably brought me to this small, half-empty diner in Philadelphia.
The second-to-last vision Id had had been of Jasper moving to this city. What compelled me to enter this diner, I couldn
The Truths of AnimeWhen in doubt, use more guns.The Truths of Anime8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Any weapon is accessible to you as long as you reach for it behind your back.
Skin tight clothes are always sensible.
Fear the cute ones
Everyone knows martial arts
Animals are smarter than they look
The more inept they are, the more likely they are to save the world
You can never find something the moment you need it (esp. if you see it everyday)
Injuries are no hindrance and only make you stronger in battle
The ugly guys are the stupid ones
You have to be cute to be successful
The hottest guy is the gay one
Villains are the most fashionable
If you have a pet, they will save your life at one point in time
Your background matches your mood
We all have our own theme music
If at first you dont succeed, wait until the last thirty seconds of the episode
Cute boys always make cute girls
The more you like to eat, the skinnier you are
Five minutes can easily take five days
If you have a special move, you find a need to use it at least three times a day.
Toothless Love: Chapter NineIt was a little known fact that a dragon's light sleep was about as deep as a human's deep sleep. It was for that reason that when Hiccup awoke after a lazy hour of sleep, he was able to worm his way out from under Toothless's wings and head out into the forest. Hiccup really needed to think about his revelation- away from Toothless- and for once how deeply dragons tended to sleep was a good thing. There was no doubt in Hiccup's mind that the typical possessiveness of Toothless would make the dragon keep Hiccup from leaving, and with all his searching to find a way back home, Hiccup simply could not stay in Toothless's company all day. Especially after a revelation like the one he had just had.Toothless Love: Chapter Nine5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He Loved Toothless. As more than a friend. As a what, exactly?
Hiccup knew. He just did not want to accept it, despite not really caring that he loved Toothless in that manner. He loved Toothless in the same way that his parents had loved each other. Neither would ever turn th
pieces of glass.i've watched the angelspieces of glass.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in your heart burn
their halos and rip out
shards of glass lodge
themselves in skin until
there's no hope of ever
pulling them out, until
they're a part of you;
the cold in the air
sink into me, until
sorrow is the only feeling
left in my bones;
people tear themselves apart,
and all that's left is
a pile of suffocating tears
and bloody fingernails
and broken hopes and dreams;
fairytale books erase their endings,
rewrite a tragedy
artificial lights in human minds
flicker and dim out,
and nothing is left
to chase away the shadows
lingering in corners;
i've watched them push
you down, give you bloody kneecaps
and force the fight out of you,
force you to give up.
[but i've seen you wipe the tears
from your eyes. i've seen you
find your strength back. i've
stand back up.]
Dungeons and Dragons ProphecyA time to workDungeons and Dragons Prophecy10 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
A time to play
A time for peace
A time for war
A time to live
A time to die
There are those in the Planes who do not believe in the power or existence of the gods and demi-gods, and such ignorance shall cause the release of the gods upon the Planes once again. The heretics will be the first to die, and then the gods will do battle throughout the Planes. Billions will be killed as multiple immortal superpowers collide in combat, and such battles will destroy entire civilizations.
The time of the gods will end when countless heroes and heroines rise up against these superpowers, countless dying, where others barely succeed in their task. The heroes and heroines will have to face the clerics of the gods, who valiantly try to protect their god, believing what the gods are doing is the right thing to do. These fighters, druids, paladins, sorcerers and wizards will realize that the evil gods are the only ones who want to destroy the Planes, and aid the good gods in the fight.
A Very Different Trio Not many people realised that the lesser nobodies were actually in possession of a high intellect. True, as far as mortals were concerned, they were strange, inhuman creatures that could only hiss or groan and all they did was cause trouble. The Organization were aware they were more than this, but assumed they were only capable of simple sentences (like Yes sire. No sire. As you wish, my lord.) and obeying orders, such as attack this, fetch that.A Very Different Trio6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The only beings that seemed to acknowledge that lesser nobodies had been human too and had simply got the worst part of the deal were the creatures themselves. True, they struggled finding comprehendible words to answer their Masters, but they could still talk quite intellectually to each other, with what would only sound like hisses and growls to the un-trained ear.
So when their masters were away, the les
River of ConsciousnessRiver of ConsciousnessRiver of Consciousness9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
by Lady Vincira
They always told me I was smart. Very smart. They sat me down and taught me. The teacher went through my forehead, into my brain, smiling, laughing, making me bleed. My hands weren't tied, but I was always tied down. Blue hands. Blue hands keeping me buckled and tied and chained and bleeding and screaming. Again and again and again. Into my brain with the laughing. The others. I was everyone. Everyone was me. I would look through them all. Through their brains. The women with the long hair, the men with the mean faces, the children with the hungry bodies. I was everyone and everyone was me and they liked it that way.
It made me sick. I couldn't eat. Anything that went in went out again. They jammed the needles in and made me full while my body was trying to be empty. My body didn't want to keep going. My mind was too big, and my heart just kept beating, beating, beating...in and out went the red, through my arms, through my le
II.The Vampires.II.5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Loki opened his front door and stepped into the flat, closing it behind him before the draft followed him in and resting back against it. He sighed deeply. Blood decorated the collar of his shirt and had dyed his thin lips a deep rose colour, evidence of where he had just been. He smiled at the thought of it, the taste still sending shivers through him. He looked up and listened. The flat was silent. Cid had long since gone home but where was his guest?
He walked down the dark, narrow hallway, peering into the rooms as he passed them until he came to his own bedroom and smiled in relief. There he was, standing at the foot of Loki's bed and gazing out the window. Not moving an inch and as silent as the shadow he resembled. Loki had to blink to make sure he was there. He lingered in the doorway for a moment, almost too scared to distract the other vampire from his meditation but he had so many new things he needed
What I AmI'm a walking contradiction.What I Am6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I say as I do, and I do what you say.
I'll never give into my addictions,
and then I turn around and pray for you
to save me from my mistake.
I put my hands in my pockets,
and keep my secrets on the inside.
I stared at that picture in my locket,
and my heart and mind all say as one:
"You really don't have to hide."
All the voices pull me forward.
They shoved me left.
They shoved me right.
I need to find my own direction.
I need to talk to you tonight.
I should not stand back in the shadows.
I should not be afraid of myself.
I should not keep things locked so tightly.
But I do, and I put my demons on the shelf.
I'm a walking contradiction,
I let you see what I want you to see.
But my voice is facing a choking constriction.
I'm not really being me.
The Cannibal Sawney BeanI'll tell you the story of old Sawney BeanThe Cannibal Sawney Bean3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The meanest damn cannibal this world's ever seen
With his wife and his children he lived in a cave
And ev'ry last one of them was vile and depraved
For decades the incestuous family grew
Feasting on trav'llers' flesh and home-brew
They pickled the fat ones in whiskey and tea
And hefted the skinny ones into the sea.
Oh, the Ayrshire coast was wilder than most
Tho' the sea was a beautiful green
And many a traveller dropped round for pot roast
To the kitchen of Sawney Bean
The Sheriff was helpless, with no explanation
Of who was to blame for this grim situation
The sparse population grew sparser each year
The coast's reputation was known far and near
Fishermen's wives were close to despairing
Severed limbs were caught up in the nets with the herring
At the death of a new bride the mob was inflamed
They travelled to Glasgow to petition King James
Oh, the Ayrshire coast was wilder than most
Tho' the sea was a beautiful green
The cliffs ec
Dark Secrets Table1% Homunculus. You were not born but grown in an alchemist’s lab and lovingly raised as her child. Your features are slightly irregular or distorted, giving you an odd look and -2 to Charisma. You also absorb magic and subtract -1 per die from all magical damage, but you can never cast arcane spells and must make a Fortune save on 3D6 to use any magic item. Failure means you absorb 2D4 charges (exploding), ruin one-use items, and make permanent ones inert for the same duration in rounds.Dark Secrets Table1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
2% Berserker! If angered or fighting you must make a Wisdom save on 3D6 or go berserk for 4 rounds plus your Constitution modifier, resting for double that. Add 3 to Strength and Constitution and double movement, but -4 to Intelligence. You cannot do anything that requires reason, and keep fighting any enemies in sight until you make a Wisdom save on 3D6.
3-4% You betrayed a baron to his enemies for money and then framed a knight for his own lord’s death. The knight was hung while you escap