The GapsMuch as the Victorians would never have envisioned the coming of the Martians, none outside of the Timecasters had any notion of what was impending; and the Flux knew this. They planned accordingly, for this was a war of proxies. In their eyes, they imagined that the Temporians were much as they were; a parasite, a symbiote attached to a larger entity. So as the Immortal Empire hosted the Ascendancy, the logic went, so worked the Temporians through the Dark City Imperium. In their eyes, this was akin to a brush war, though a brush war that was rapidly escalating into something else. With their name spreading in the galactic far east, the Ascendancy felt an increasing calling to a more compelling sort of action; it was only through the petitions of Dassus, who himself was urged on by the hopes and fears of the Union of World’s emperor, that had prevented Dorin from conducting a suicidal charge of extermination across an unaware galaxy.The Gaps in Personal More Like This
With Dorin’s—oh. Apologies. You h
From places afar (part 1)Space is vast... not a simple statement. but the vast stretches of empty void between worlds even within systems can seem to stretch forever. The empires of the Ancerious galaxy, foreign, or native. had learned long ago to navigate this dark sea. Building ships of ever increasing size and complexity to cover the vast distances between their worlds and orbital’s. Some however, had better ability to do this then others.From places afar (part 1) in Personal More Like This
The drakes had carved out their new territory on the edges of the others. And had established their people among the others with vessels that infused the arcane art of magic with the structured fields of Technology.
Their border defenses, as a result, were some of the best in the galaxy. Utilizing both to detect, and deflect hostile ships along its length.
But space, is vast.
The Probing fleet rifted in on the edge of the border, half an orbit or so from the fart
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Just outside Spartan Space
"Still no word from command?"
Admiral Salvek watched from her command chair as her communications officer fiddled with his console for a few moments. He turned, his face grim.
"Nothing since we picked up that wide-beam, Ma'am: "protect the Empire and its people. When in doubt, use initiative. Further orders will be forthcoming. If possible, regroup with loyal fleets."
The order had been signed with the tac-signature of the Supreme overlord himself.
And what did he mean by "loyal" fleets?
"What do you think?" the young admiral asked, turning to face Faison, her Scuridaean XO. The small gray Squirrel-like creature sat on an elevated platform installed specifically for him. His tail twitched in agitation: his race was known for short tempers. And violence.
"I think there's been a coup."
There. It was out in the open now.
Salvez shuddered briefly: ever since contact had been lost with the high command, the ship had been pick
Beginnings of the Future Part 3:Union High command Orbital: Mirach system: Union spaceBeginnings of the Future Part 3: in Personal More Like This
Hargun after finishing his speech watched as the various delegates were led towards their respective seats, a holo tag appearing when they sat down to show who they were and their positions. Hargun also made his way to sit down with Lydia and Volkus at either side of him. He waited until the bustling and moving was finished and his eyes swept around each of the delegates "So gentlemen. We shall begin. Now... for the first on our agenda... I think we can all safely assume is one thing... The war" Hargun said looking at the Tenebrae and IE representative. Would the two of you kindly put forward your sides?"
Xtopher tilted his head thoughtfully, the calvaras glassy lens like eyes catching the light of the room as he turned his focus towards hargun, the other tenebrean diplomats sitting, largely stern faced in their seats. The raudonian male named aldarian sneaking looks at the teruvian known as Victoria sitting with the coalit
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Despite the plural form, The Cameramen is one single weapon, albeit with several separate elements.
The most important of these elements is a milisecond pulsar with approximately 37 solar masses named "False Sovereign" by the occuptants of the system centered around it. False Sovereign emits enormous ammounts of radiation as an object of its nature is wont to do.
Orbiting False Sovereign at approximately 0.3 AU of distance in a highly eccentric orbit, aligned with the emission beams of the pulsar, eight large stations can be found.
Five of these stations, shaped approximately like the net of a tesseract 420 meters in lenght, posses gigantic whipple shield-like antennae designed to be able to redirect the emissions of the pulsar in the 270-250GHz range, while polarized so as to let most other frequencies through. The cruciform antennae are placed along kilometer-long masts made of a light lattice structure. The lattice, like the b
The Angel and the Army of Heaven Pangonis system: Union shipyard, Union milky way galaxy. 5:34am local timeThe Angel and the Army of Heaven in Personal More Like This
“Sir, their here”
That one sentence made everyone in the fleet freeze.
“I'm counting 8 signatures, edge of system and closing fast. 3 Cruisers 4 corvettes and... I'm reading something huge my lord” The man said in awe. It was understandable. Many people hadn’t even set eyes on the Nakai or one of their legendary ships. They were stories mostly, nothing more. However the time had come when old stories must resurface. In fire.
Myric was ready to make sure these stories stayed as such. Here in the deep void of space the 1st Emperors Own was here to stop them. Over a thousand ships of many many races the fleet was assembled in a defensive formation. Here lay renowned ships from all over Union space. But in the centre lay the sleek triangular form of the Interceptor the Emperors Personal flagship. However unlike the other ships around it, it looked more Nakai than human.
Sea of Unknown Stars: First ContactNewly dubbed Rhen Kalamn System: NUSSR newly acquired spaceSea of Unknown Stars: First Contact in Personal More Like This
The Illumination held position at the edge of the system gravity well surveying the whole situation. A few minutes ago a large fleet of unknown ships entered through a sudden wormhole, some seemed damaged as if in a fire fight and most were heading towards a nearby planet as if to make a new home. Captain Pollux smiled and checked the sensor logs. He was alerted suddenly by 3 ships on an intercept course, he opened coms and began to speak. he had no desire for fights here and hoped to gain another ally.
"This is Captain Pollux of the Union of Worlds, we come in peace and pose no threat. We seek negotiations, please respond and we can discuss peace" He then waited to see how they would respond.
Admiral Tchaikovsky leaned forward in his chair, staring at the radio console from which the voice had come. "Lieutenant, who said that?" he asked.
"It seems to have come from the vessel we're investigating, Comrade!" the o
Tales of the Past:(Something a bit different from all the war)Tales of the Past: in Personal More Like This
'I will follow you to the end, take my soul, lead me into darkness' -Thomas Bergesen Into Darkness
The Golden Expanse, an area of space devoid of life. Ripped apart in a war long forgotten, populated by dying stars and dead worlds. The ruins of many civilisations lay here, from time immomorial. Cut off from the rest of the galaxy by time tears and dimensional cascades any ship not using the correct lanes was to be torn apart as the laws of physics broke down. It hadn’t always been like this. The Golden expanse had been famed once as the most beautiful and populated part of the galaxy. That was until the war came. And weapons were unleashed here that made the fabric of reality bend and buckle. Trillions died, and the ghostly ruins have been left ever since. A haven for any who wish to explore the past.
And one such individual had come not to explore the past. But to remember it.
The planet itself was dead. Its surface was nothing
Myric's NightmareMyric opened his eyes. He was dreaming, he was sure of it. It was rare that he dreamed now, this close to the end he rarely slept. He had no need to anymore, and when he did sleep he felt no different than when he had drifted off. However this time was different. He and Duneyer had finally had a night together and for once they had both decided to go to sleep directly after and make the night like those when they first met. Myric had merely turned himself off and gone to sleep, a blessing since the times where he was unable to sleep.Myric's Nightmare in Personal More Like This
The dreamscape before him was different this time. It was a wasteland, he was stark naked here and had no weapons. It did not matter this was a dream, in his own world what he wanted happened. The blank wasteland was boring, he changed it to a bustling city but all that it changed to was yes a city. But one that had been destroyed. He raised an eyebrow, this was unusual. However it was then he felt the invasive presence, it was then he realized that this w
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MASHUP: The Avengers & Guild Wars
The Avengers by theDURRRRIAN
We are forever inspired here at DA HQ whenever roaming the wonderful interpretations of beloved characters that inhabit theDURRRRIAN DeviantArt page.
It seems only fitting that we recite the Charge Of The Light Brigade when imagining these otherworldly and battle ready warriors from alternate realms transformed by Daniel’s imagination as they prepare for war. “The Charge of the Light Brigade” a 1854 poem about the Battle of Balaclava (Crimean War) by then Poet Laureate Alfred Lord Te
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There’s something about the brilliant colors of the dying leaves of autumn that reflects the wonders and the sorrows of life. It’s as if by waking up each morning into this beautiful world of natural colors, we are being given our bittersweet reward for surviving another year on the planet. We are regaled with a brief seasonal ceremony of the turning of the leaves, nature’s gift for our eyes as a promise she will soon return after her yearly rest. And then it’s time to let winter’s grey pallor unfold over us in blankets of dark cold rain and bright brisk snows; we sleep, the autumn’s leaves having promised
DronesApr 10, 2013by techgnoticDrones in Art Features More Like This
Choose any media or medium and there is no question that Drones have become the white hot center of debate for a multitude of deeply consequential concerns for the entire Earth Sphere. No matter the digital end point or theatre of conversation, whether it be politics, war, privacy, pop culture, or the rise of machines – Drones or UAV's (unmanned aerial vehicles) are the current catalyst du jour in any number of flashpoint discussions. From the front page headlines of news outlets around the world, to op-ed pages debating national security vs. non-juridical “just
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Animals Within Spirit Animals
Hanuman by molee
There has always been this obsession with the others we share this planet with.
We communicate with them on certain basic levels and yet they inhabit a plane so different from ours: savage, instinctive, a life of sheer survival. At the same time they can do things beyond human abilities: fly through the skies, swim the oceans, apply t
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Catwoman Leaks Justice League Contract Details to deviantART
Robin Tops Wonder Woman
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Robin Tops Wonder Woman
Overstreet Catwoman by AdamHughes
This morning the Today Page Editorial Team was reading through Mike Fleeman’s coverage on The Wrap discussing Warner Bros. CEO Kevin Tsugihara’s press conference this week where he revealed the DC Comics m
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In The Shadow of Dragons
"Is the time of daring deeds forgotten, and spent the fire of men? The bravery sheathed, the proud hearts withered? In the scorched trails of our foes’ fury, even wizards’ spells knelt and warriors’ will bent; yet Dawn’s struggle beneath the burning clouds, within the shadow of dragons, has won her the eastern sky. Shall battle drums thunder once more, and mithril–clad soldiers brave again the terrors of the skies?"
— HtBlack of theWrittenRevolution
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SPOTLIGHT CHALLENGE: JUST FOR FUN
SANTA'S ELVES NEED NEW OUTFITS
Deadline: December 17th — Wrap Up: December 20th
Saint Nick by CrazyAsian1
Challenge Wrap Ups
After many years of heated negotiations, only the threat of unionization and a crippling holiday season strike by worker–elves could finally bring Santa Claus, the ultimate traditionalist, to the bargainin
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December 21st Marks the End of Civilization
Muerte Aztecaby ~Zerj19
Who would you invite to your final deviantMEET or dinner party on that fateful day?
e are facing yet another grave prediction that we are in the
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Few artists have so definitively reflected the lives of average Americans as Norman Rockwell.
He began his lifetime dedication to being the “America’s Illustrator” as the 19-year-old art editor for Boys’ Life, the house publication of the Boy Scouts of America. A few years later he assumed his more famous position at The Saturday Evening Post, though he never broke his ties with the Boy Scouts. His
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Living Rainbow Taking Flight
The vibrant digital paintings of alicexz are fiery, emotional, and incredibly memorable.
The colors of her creations (mostly portraits of popular TV and Film characters) are unusually vibrant, which is remarkable considering how layered they appear to be. It’s sort of like what manga characters might look like if painted by one of the Dutch Masters. And this artist exhibits just the right amount of quirkiness to leave us wanting to know more: she has a penchant for painting redheads. But, then of course, there’s a lot of red and golden fire burning through most her artworks.
InspirationReadingInspiration in Personal More Like This
So impersonal until I knew the author.
His words struck me like a cord of music.
Do I believe him now? Yes.
To believe these that are inside me.
To not hold back the hopeless romantic that I am due to fear of getting hurt again.
To open my vulnerability to my best friend who has only just discovered my existence.
For him, I will try.
Is to be there for him because I know he needs it just as much as me.
Is not letting him take the brunt of the abuse, even if he thinks it will help.
Is tenderly kissing him no matter how my friends feel.
Is the goal both of us are striving for.
He is finally mine, and I am not letting that go.
Seeds of HopeGoodbye baggage. I don't need you.Seeds of Hope in Personal More Like This
Be smushed and crushed and demolished in some other place.
My heart is not for you. My soul is not for you.
I don't need your clutter anymore.
You do not deserve my tears. My emotions shall not be focused on you anymore.
I will grow from this. For every destruction allows for new life to grow.
The seeds of hope have been planted. Soon they will sprout with new thoughts.
New words. Softer thoughts. Kindness towards myself and other.
Peace will ingrain itself into my psyche that I will have no choice but to be calm.
Emotions will be pure. Happiness will flow without being forced.
If I want to smile, I will. If I don't, I won't. These are my life rules now.
Goodbye baggage. I wish you the best of your destructive life.
We LoveBy Kasandra A. PoindexterWe Love in Personal More Like This
For Ben Pruitt
Sleepy actions can be just as open and truthful as those of a drunken man.
Much more healthy for the body, for sure.
Last night ~ priceless.
He asked me what I thought of his sweet nothings - worried I was bothered by his giant romantic streak - NEVER!
Muttering, half asleep, that I of course adored his words sweeter than honey; I asked for more, something I never asked for when awake.
I asked for his love for me.
I can only imagine what he felt at my curled up figure saying that cuddled against his warm body.
As we began. Tangled the next morning he brought up the whispers in the night.
Both terrified of rejection, our youth, and the devotion required for those words...
My SmileFor Ben PruittMy Smile in Personal More Like This
By Kasandra A. Poindexter
I had tuck it in a corner
Like a note to inspire myself later during my dark days
Or money left in a coat pocket four years later.
Do you know where I found my smile, reader?
With a friend, someone I had entrusted with my vulnerability.
That's what my smile is, you know? Vulnerable, unprotected, and un-phased by the scars on my heart.
I unknowingly gave it to him because like a Wolf who protects its cubs,
He protected my smile even in the darkest of times.
He was always opinionated but never judging.
Thank you for keeping my smile safe.
Now that I have it back,
May offer to protect yours?
A Yummy Treat!subject from CaseyA Yummy Treat! in Personal More Like This
By Kasandra A. Poindexter
She was going to see the pandas today if it was the last thing she did. She had primped for the panda and everything! Pig tails and an adorable pink dress. She curtsied and bowed and danced for the panda.
The sad part of this tale, it really was the last thing she did. The panda became so enthralled with her that it fought its way out of that cage and gobbled down the little girl.
10. FACTS OF THE UNION PART 1Facts of the Union of Worlds:10. FACTS OF THE UNION PART 1 in Personal More Like This
1. All Union kinetic weaponry with Nano Assemblers has a ‘display’ function. This essentially manufactures fireworks. Used when events or celebrations are underway ships and fighters enter orbit and put on amazing firework displays along with anti-orbital weapon systems, often also flying colourful smoke and using massive Holo projectors to put on crazy light shows.
2. Holidays in the Union can vary wildly on world to world however the most known and celebrated holidays of the Union is ‘Angel Day’ a day to celebrate the Emperor and his Angels and all they have done for the Union, this happens to coincide with the Emperor’s birthday on 15th of Feburary and while it was made unofficially it gained so much momentum its widely accepted as a interstellar holiday. Another is ‘Week of Rebirth’ whi
Thank you! Updates and LifeWell i suppose i should let you all know im alive!Thank you! Updates and Life in Personal More Like This
To start i want to say thanks to everyone on here who has commented on my work or faved my pieces! I have come a LONG way from the scibbles i did a few years ago, and i have ventured into the wide world of art and digital art in particular. Who knew! To those that also helped me through the dark days as well... i know there have been many times were i wanted to give up but the odd comment that said 'dont worry Myric it will be ok' really did mean something To all my many friends on here i say
As for Updates well i have a host! Currently working on the MOST AWESOME DIGITAL PICTURE OF MINE TO DATE. need to finish it but still it is going very well! it is actually a joint piece with my girlfriend as she is helping me with it! Thanks dear also more writing soon! been working on a few stories and will upload them soon too! Also more A2 coursework is going up soon too. New stuff is also being done for the Nakai and the Union
ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE!https://www.facebook.com/video.php?v=729049170475129ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE! in Personal More Like This
THE EMPEROR OF THE UNION OF WORLDS DOES ICE BUCKET
CommissionsWell I got some monetary issues currently so I am now officially opening commissionsCommissions in Personal More Like This
I got 5 slots and anything would seriously help guys A steady flow of Commissions would help me a great deal. If you want one don't comment just note me with the details and we can get it rolling.
(this info below can also be found on my page)
I will do any sort of military sprite work and the prices etc. will be shown below
Infantry: Infantry will be £1 for an entire squad, typically with troopers, special/heavy weapons and a sergeant/coms guys. I may do more depending on what I am asked but the typical result will be something like this:
Tanks, Vehicles and aircraft: Tanks, aircraft and vehicles will be around £1 each plus 50p for each variant of the vehicle/tank you want done.
Super Heavys/Large vehicles/massive aircraft: these will be around £3.50 plus an extra £1 for each variant you want do
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Actor Robin Williams Is Dead at 63 of Suspected Suicide
Aug 11, 2014, 9:36 PM ET
By LESLEY MESSER
The Oscar-winning actor and comedian Robin Williams died this morning in California. He was 63.
"At this time, the Sheriff’s Office Coroner Division suspects the death to be a suicide due to asphyxia, but a comprehensive investigation must be completed before a final determination is made," the Marin County Coroner said in a statement. "A forensic examination is currently scheduled for August 12, 2014 w
High FlightOh! I have slipped the surly bonds of EarthHigh Flight in Personal More Like This
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or ever eagle flew
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
John Gillespie Magee, Jr.
The Same GameNo use walking down the roads of the past.The Same Game in Personal More Like This
It's ugly if I focus on the ugly emotions.
I don't need that...I don't need those feelings anymore.
I don't need to feel anything.
I just need to loose myself.
Be no one.
I need to understand where I sit or stand.
I am out of my mind.
and I never want to go back into it again.
I am ugly if I get completely lost inside.
but there is something beautiful about looking beyond the walls of my flesh.
there is something so much deeper about not being anyone at all.
there is meaning in being undefined
an infinite possibility of meanings.
I really am who I always was.
It was just so hard to remember.
To learn from zero, understand everything from nothing,
how could I have not felt insane?
the horror of the past,
everyday, breathing, doing, saying things
that would never last.
live and die just to become a part of an unknown, ancient past,
without pain, what was there for me to gain?
without hate, insanity, delusions, hallucinations, obsessions,
Why Paint Missing Children?A little girl I knew was abducted.Why Paint Missing Children? in Personal More Like This
I was very affected emotionally, and when I looked around my home town in the following days, I finally noticed all of the little fliers asking for help finding missing children. ( In America there are 1,500 missing child cases open every day. The fliers are often printed on the backs of coupons and are distributed as junk-mail.)
I just began saving the fliers, and after a year had a drawer full of them: Disposable mailers with tiny monochrome photos of missing children. It didn't seem right that these faces were so small and bland.
One night, out of nowhere, I was inspired to paint a full color portrait from one of the cards. As an artist, the question was this: How does a person paint a portrait of a missing child? I could not just approach it like an illustration. I could not just go about it as if it were a polite painting.
I began by putting away my brushes. They were too smooth. Too pretty. Too controllable. Instead, I began using palette knives
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One Reason....... why I try not to comment about people's weight.One Reason... in Personal More Like This
I used to attend a particular conference on an annual basis, and so I got to (casually) know the other "regulars" who also used to be there. Every year, more or less, I'd see the same group of people at the speakers' dinner, and we could catch up on the usual "what are you up to these days?" kind of stuff. One of the guys I used to see fairly often was a tall heavy-set fellow (some might call him "fat" or "obese") he'd always been tall, bearded, and big, to me. But one year, he showed up and he had lost a lot of weight. It took me a second to recognize him, and I said, "Hey, Rich! You look great! You've lost a lot of weight!" and he looked at me and deadpanned, "Yeah, pancreatic cancer will do that."
Do I need to belabor the point? I will. First off, I set myself up for a massive head-fuck, by making assumptions about what was going on in someone else's life, and - even though I was being friendly about it - I was horribly wro
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Suggested Soundtrack: "You and I" by One Direction | Artwork by agnes-cecile
I figured it out from black and white.
Seconds and hours.
Maybe they had to take some time.
I know how it goes from wrong and right.
Silence and sound.
Did they ever hold each other tight
Did they ever fight
We can make it 'til the end.
Nothing can come between
Not even the Gods above
Can separate the two of us.
I figured it out.
Saw the mistakes of up and down.
Meet in the middle.
There's always room for common ground.
wakeful by agnes-cecile
I see what it's like for day and night.