His After Story - Chapter 1The core spoke to himself, drifting through space as he had done for about four months.His After Story - Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yeah. This is...wonderful. No rails to tell me where to go. Nobody to plug me into walls or portal me around or crush me or blow me up. Yeah, I tell ya pal, this is great. Absolutely lovely."
"I'm in space."
"Yeah, yeah, I know you are mate. We're both in space. Like I keep telling you."
"Alright, give it a rest!"
Just then, the sphere heard a low rumble. Maybe he could get out of this somehow.
"Hey," he shouted. "Over here! Hey!" As a large, white and oblong spacecraft made its way into view, the core blinked with excitement.
"Hey! Over here!!" The ship passed by him, slowing to a halt as he could faintly make out the shapes of actual humans.
'Humans!' He thought. 'I havn't seen them in so long! I hope they're from Aperture!' And his hopes were confirmed as the Aperture laboratories logo appeared in bright paint on the side. He had heard of another, space laboratory, but thought it to
Chapter 5 - Failure"What? What is it?"Chapter 5 - Failure in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Bad news, 013. Your test results came back. You failed."
Wheatley turned himself around to look at the captain and his staff. They were positioned just right to prevent any escape. That was, until, Wheatley noticed what 013 was building this whole time. An Aperture science portal gun. He was filled with delight as she grabbed the portal device and waited.
"Wonderful job looking after this failed experiment, Wheatley. Have her put you back onto your rail and stand down."
"I don't think so, sir. We'll be leaving now. So long!"
013 took her cue and fired a portal behind them, same as under herself and Wheatley. They both landed safely behind the hostile humans and ran. 013 kept a tight hold on Wheatley's handle as she ran. Wheatley looked behind at the persuing staff. The captain was barking orders as the others seemed terrified. He felt himself and 013 jerk to a stop as she balanced on the edge of a large fall.
"Oh...that-that's a large fall...okay, j
Chapter 3 - WheatleyOnce 013 had woken up, Wheatley had her set him down in front of her and start the lesson again. "Alright," he said. "Try and say 'apple'."Chapter 3 - Wheatley in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Not quite. Keep trying, you're going to get it sooner or later." In response she grabbed him by one of his handles.
"Wh..." 013 was making progress. Wheatley had noticed that. Perhaps as she slept, she pondered to herself how to pronounce these words he was teaching her. She had become interested in only Wheatley over the course of the next few hours he spent teaching her. 013 had learned to correctly pronounce the word "apple" but was still learning other things like "yes" and "no".
The next few days were of the same routine. Teach her words, watch her sleep and wonder what she was thinking of. Wheatley had admittedly become bored for a while but he re-gained interest one day when she was undergoing her monthly physical exam. The crew of the ship had gotten access to Wheatley's terminal and made th
Chapter 8 - The EndWheatley kept his ground and quickly closed the hatch the moment the terrible human was gone. 'Almost there, almost...just...have to land...ah! Cities! People! Where's an empty space?!' Wheatley thought over and over, desperately searching for a place to land. He had to quickly. Wheatley looked back at his friend, she was fading quickly. 'Bloody...! Got to work fast!'Chapter 8 - The End in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He eventually found a place to land, secluded from others. Just outside of a city, he landed his craft and ran over to 013. She looked up and into his blue, human-like eyes, seemingly through his disguise.
"No...w-we're home. We're home. We can make it. Just hold on." The crew began to come out from hiding to see what their leader had done. Wheatley was on his knees. He felt a wetness gently falling down his cheeks. Or, his holographic cheeks. It felt as real as pain, or euphoria, or this dispair that he was feeling now. He had let himself fall for this experiment. He saw that now. 013 put her hand o
Vanessa's Song - Rewrite for LokiVanessa's Song - Rewrite for Loki in Short Stories More Like This
Nick Fury was keeping a close eye on his latest prisoner, the person known as Loki who happened to be the cause of all this insanity. As he watched the Asgardian through the security cameras, he could have sworn he heard the God of Mischief laughing as if he wanted nothing more than to be in this situation.
Loki was indeed smiling rather happily for someone being left alone in a cell that could drop thirty thousand feet into the sea at a moment's notice. Being the 'prisoner' of the Avengers was his intention for the moment and he planned to milk it for all it was worth. His smile turned sinister as he turned in the cell to stare out at the cameras that the Avengers were no doubt using to watch him.
"What a obedient prisoner I'll make, by Odin I'm divine...!" he laughed, leaning back against the glass of the cell, looking at his reflection on the opposite side.
"Things are working out according to my ultimate design!" moving away from the wall, he drew a knife seemi
This Day Aria (Reprise) - Rewrite for LokiThis Day Aria (Reprise) - Rewrite for Loki in Short Stories More Like This
Loki smiled wickedly as he stared out at the city below him.
It was chaos. Complete, utter, wonderful chaos. This was what he had been waiting for for far too long. It made him giddy just looking at the people running in fear, the Chitauri roaming their way through the streets, and the beams from their weaponry crashing into anything in their way.
As he watched, he felt a stirring within him; a melody playing within his heart that he softly sang as he watched the terror below.
"This day has been just perfect...the kind of day of which I've dreamed since I was small..."
More screaming; flames now poured from a nearby building. The Chitauri ships were advancing upon the city now, moving en masse. He saw too the Avengers fighting off the threat but there was no hope. Not now.
"Just watch them all run wild, every woman, man, and child!" his grin widened as he lightly twirled his staff around in a lazy circle.
"Who says a God can't really have it all?"
Angelo Sotira, InterviewedAngelo Sotira, Interviewed in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A brief history of deviantART
Angelo Sotira helped pioneer deviantART after the internet's "boom days" with Scott Jarkoff and Matt Stephens. Scott ensured that deviantART functioned code-wise and community-wise, Matt focused on making sure that the world knew about what promise deviantART offered to aspiring artists, and Angelo covered the legal and some techinical bases, including directing the business concerns of deviantART as a company.
As with any venture, there were the "usual" hiccups, though it's debatable whether anything about deviantART or how it came about can be considered "usual". The founders and the site weathered the storms that hit, and because of the initial and continued dedication of Scott and Angelo, along with the rest of the core developers and volunteer staff, deviantART continues to function, evolving continually to meet the demands of artists, exponential increases in deviations (and consequently necessary space) and operating costs, along with dozens
Top 25 Dr. Gregory House Quote25.Everybody lies.Top 25 Dr. Gregory House Quote in Fan Fiction More Like This
24.We were both wrong, not equally wrong. You were at least six more wronger than me.
23.Hello, sick people and their loved ones! In the interest of saving time and avoiding a lot of boring chitchat later, I'm Doctor Gregory House; you can call me "Greg." I'm one of three doctors staffing this clinic this morning. This ray of sunshine is Doctor Lisa Cuddy. Doctor Cuddy runs this whole hospital, so unfortunately she's much too busy to deal with you. I am a board certified diagnostician with a double specialty of infectious disease and nephrology. I am also the only doctor employed at this hospital who is forced to be here against his will. That is true, isn't it? But not to worry, because for most of you, this job could be done by a monkey with a bottle of Motrin. Speaking of which, if you are particularly annoying, you may see me reach for this: this is Vicodin. It's mine! You can't have any. And no, I do not have a pain management problem, I have a pain problem... b
Civil Disobedience"Let me advise you, my dear young friend-nay, let me warn you with all seriousness-that should you leave these rooms you will not by any chance go to sleep in any other part of the castle. It is old, and has many memories, and there are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely. Be warned! Should sleep now or ever overcome you, or be like to do, then haste to your own chamber or to these rooms, for your rest will then be safe. But if you be not careful in this respect, then "Civil Disobedience in Short Stories More Like This
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Jonathan was not a brazen man. He wasn't on par with some of the men he'd gone to school with, the ones who dived off treacherous cliffs and swam with enormous and carnivorous fishes to entertain themselves. He was usually content to spend a day seated in a
HTTYD Ch12 - Toothless?Chapter 12HTTYD Ch12 - Toothless? in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Voices called through the fog, anxiously searching for lost friends in the blinding miasma. Astrid shivered. She'd been in this exact position before, only now it was worse. Last time Hiccup and Toothless had survived because Toothless had slowed their fall. Now, Toothless had been out cold, and Hiccup couldn't do anything to help the dragon. Death loomed in the cloying mist, the stony black ground littered with the fallen corpses of men and dragons.
Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr, the twins' Zippleback, swooped low over the party that Astrid was part of, silent as its twin riders in their search. They landed a short distance away, by the search group that Stoic was in. Astrid saw the viking's chief talk to the twins, and they only shook their heads in response. She looked away, instead searching to her right.
Stryker was stood among a cluster of bodies, searching the smoke for something. Unlike everyone else, he wasn't calling out to the lost dragons and viking. Astrid br
Jigsaw's afterlifeJigsaw's afterlife in Short Stories More Like This
When I opened my eyes I saw a terrible sight. Something none of the human beings ever imagined. Something worse than what catholics said, what movies pictured, what philosophers thought of. The sky was on fire, there were bleeding wounds all over it instead of clouds. There was a sun, yes, but it was black, and it wasn’t an ordinary black color. It was so black it seemed to suck all the light produced by the fire. I thought of a black hole immediately and I was glad light was the only thing that got sucked. I looked around me. I was in a middle of a desert. The sand was black too. I got on my knees to examine it. It was very light and kinda soft. I quickly realized that it was not sand – I had a handful of ashes in my palm. I threw it away and it fell right beside me, for there was no wind to carry it away. I stood up and gave this depressing scenery another glance. I spotted a few dead trees on my left. I saw her too. She lied in the ashes, still unconscious. I came
Song of the Lynched LiberalSong of the Lynched Liberal in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our presidents were once the kind
To try and use their clever minds.
Alas this organ is so neglected
And cowboy boots and hat are affected.
Never mind lying lies or moronic agenda
I need gas for my SUV; I'll never buy a Honda.
The demmies are all perverts and eggheads to boot
We'll line them up and then the grand ol' NRA will shoot.
Hilary and Mr. Gore got A's in all their classes
Smart will never get us far; I bet they once wore glasses.
We need a leader tough and strong
Who knows that books are moral wrong
And would never follow dark temptation
Into recycling and conservation.
This is where liberals went wrong
They trusted people to get along
And to go for civil rights and maybe welfare
Not obstruct voting and then kill health care.
But there's more at stake than gays and abortion
"Liberal lies" are but a conservative distortion.
The world hates you, me, and Mr. Bush too.
For Fallujah and what Lynndie England do.
I swear I'm a patriot, it's just that I'm the kind
To believe in libert