Our Body Aphrodite plasters the screen of my TV ComputerOur Body in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Magazines Books, Aries smiles at me too. I am no divine being,
No goddess of love and beauty, No god of masculine looks and bravo,
I am human imperfect. You may not find me pleasing as C
What A Wonderful WorldIt was so pretty the day that they told me that I had cancer. The sun was shining and I could hear the birds chirping outside. My husband of ten years was sitting beside me, his still young face furrowed in concern.What A Wonderful World in Short Stories More Like This
"Mrs. Lizborden " I really couldn't tell you what they told me; I didn't want to hear them at all. It wouldn't do anything for my soul. " only three months to live ..so sorry." I felt small tears streaming down my face and still I was smiling; I always smiled. I hoped that when these three months were done that I'd still be smiling.
"Do I have to stay in the hospital?" I asked softly. The doctor shook his head. "Then I'd like to check out love and I'd like to see the world with the time that I have left." How my love looked at me then and smiled knowing that I was going to live for as long as I could and to its fullest.
"Alright," he replied and kissed my pale hand, "we'll do just that." The doctor nodded once more and left us in the room. My loving husb
EmptyEmptyEmpty in Free Verse More Like This
Can a person really be empty?
Can there really be a void that is too hard to fill,
That they will spend the rest of their days
What fills this emptiness?
I want to fill this hole that
What fills this emptiness?
Do we all have this emptiness?
ControlControl,Control in Spoken Word More Like This
Do we have it?
Lust running through us making our blood boil hot.
words coming out fast things we don't mean.
as the wave we ride goes higher and higher.
is lost in the most fragile moment.
when it is no longer I but we.
when it can't be told what belongs to who.
when sweat breaks out over our body from passion.
is only gained when the moment is over and
washes over us like a cold shower and
tells us what we have done and
is the guilt racking out minds now and
makes the moment sour and the taste go bad because
is unknown wisdom speaking to us and
is the strength we find in ourselves to love and
is real but not then.
For HopeThank you for participating,For Hope in Free Verse More Like This
for doing your best,
and putting your heart into it...
but you will not be recieving
or even runner up to the runner up.
You will remain in the shroud of people
whose names won't be remembered when we look back on those dusty photos.
There you will stand, slightly to the left,
in that line of winners (and nonwinners),
smilling through the mask of pain you feel-
they can't see your heart breaking,
the tears threating to well up,
or your cheek muscles twitching.
You are told then how wonderful you were,
that many favored you to win
but fate is cruel, once more,
and you are just that,
one of the many favored to win.
Yet year after year you come back,
to feel the sting of loss
over and over across your heart,
not because you are sadistic,
but because of that fragile thing called
Lovely LadyDainty digits of a ladyLovely Lady in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh so pale and fine,
Grasping at the spindly handle,
Of fragile life divine.
You sip, with rosy lips,
From thy blessed cup,
Sweetening your lovely tea,
Five lumps of sugar respectively.
Hardly do you notice
The hot, confining day
Though it bakes its occupants,
Its harsh draconian way.
The Amazon, it calls to you.
How often do you dream of it?
Coy smile on charming lips,
Shunning idiomatic phrases.
Fiery like the hottest ember
Shinning like the sun,
You never give away the game
When all is said and done.
Innocent eyes, oh so innocent
Look out from behind your curls.
You smile, always smile
Lovely lady of the world.
New V Old Willy WonkaNew V. Old: Charlie and the Chocolate FactoryNew V Old Willy Wonka in Reviews & Guides More Like This
As a lover of Tim Burton's work, when I heard he was doing Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in 2005 I was ecstatic. It also happened to include two of my favorite actors in it: Johnny Depp (Willy Wonka) and Helena Carter (Mrs. Bucket). How in the world could this movie go wrong at all? It is a story that everyone loves and it has an all star cast and a highly acclaimed director behind it. It went wrong for me and with a heavy heart I have to say now after watching both the original and the Burtonized version that I am in favor of the original.
One of my main issues with the Burton version is how Jonny Depp plays Willy Wonka; he is much too sinister for this character. For all of you other Burton fans out there, I understand THAT is his style and that the Willy Wonka in this story is much different from the original. However, even in the original movie Willy Wonka (Gene Wilder) was sinister at times but it wasn't taken to the ex
Pride and FoodI have always loved it here,Pride and Food in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Thank you for bringing me.
Anything for you my sweet,
Once A Safe PlaceIt wasn't always like this. At one time you could walk the streets at night and smell the fresh night air; you could own the darkness. The women would strut down the street in high boots, fishnet tights, and leather miniskirts calling out to the "men" that pined for them. How they would hoot and holler, "Come here hot stuff!" "My, you are looking fiiiiiiiine tonight " wrapping their arms our waists.Once A Safe Place in Short Stories More Like This
How comforting those big hands felt around my waist, that is until I felt them around my neck and forced up my skirt. I don't remember turning down the alleyway or the lights receding into the inky black but I noticed when the "man's" breath was heavy and hot, coming down my neck and he said "Baby, you are looking fine tonight don't keep me waiting "
How could I keep him waiting? With hands like those, the hands of a man, how could I keep him waiting? I could scream like they said I'd be able to. I couldn't fight back against those hands. I couldn't lift a finger in protest; it wa
ARC EnemiesThree ARC-170 fighters leapt into realspace and immediately keyed in their sensor systems as they scanned the area around them for signs of activity.ARC Enemies in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“This is Gamma Three, I've got nothing on scope.”
“Gamma Two here, confirmed. Not reading anything, though those asteroids out to starward might be blocking our scans.”
Lieutenant Gran Torval looked over his own systems once again, confirming what his wingmen were telling him. “Copy that. Hodge, can you confirm anything within the asteroids?”
“Sweep says we're clean Lieutenant.” called back Davri Hodge from his cockpit. “Not getting any reading from the asteroids, there could be something there but unless you want to go fly around in that mess we're not going to know.”
Gran considered his options for a moment, he could order his flight into the asteroids to check out the possibility of any hostile presence, this was the stretch of the trade lane that had been getting hit over the
Having a Freakout“Is she still sedated?”Having a Freakout in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Seems that way, she's isn't moving.”
Voices. The voices were all around me. Unfamiliar. Where was I?
“Do you think those bindings will hold her?”
“Let's hope we don't find out.”
I shifted. My mind was groggy. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I move?
“Hey, her heart rate is increasing.”
I wanted to open my eyes. They were so heavy. Everything was heavy. My whole body, heavy.
“Crap, I think she's waking up!”
Open. Open. OPEN!
My eyes were open. I knew that, I could feel my lids opening and closing as I blinked rapidly. So why couldn't I see? What was over my face? It was hard and cold. I didn't like it. I panicked and lashed out.
My whole world rocked, and suddenly everything was spinning. There was an alarm blaring. What was going on? Then my world bucked and a terrifying crunching screech sounded as everything came to a jarring halt. The metal thing on my f
Retake the SkyRetake the Sky in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The wanzer bucked violently, jolting Davin awake from his nap. He flipped his external cameras on and sure enough, the unit was underfire from the beach. Enemy triple A, tanks, and wanzers were firing on them from the dropzone. Time to go to work then. Davin slipped his feet into the control sleeves and gripped the arm controls. His licked his lips as he watched the beach come closer and closer, flexing his hands nervously as he watched the incoming fire.
“I'm hit!” someone shouted over the com.
Davin turned his head to watch one of his platoon-mates go plummeting into the water as his helo went down in flames. The wanzers were rated for up to ninety meters below the surface, any deeper and they'd be crushed. Thankfully the water there wasn't that deep. Two more of his mates were shot out of the air, one of them fatally. Davin's helo flew over the beach and he barked out the order.
“Deploy deploy deploy!”
The thrice repeated command released his wanzer from its
Consular c50 Grenadier retrofitCONSULAR-CLASS CRUISER GRENADIER C50 RETROFITConsular c50 Grenadier retrofit in Profiles More Like This
CLASS: Light Assault Cruiser
LENGTH: 115 meters
SPEED/ACCELERATION: 1250km/h 2680G
ENGINE: Dynne 581 Radial Atomizer Engines(4)
HYPERDRIVE/BACKUP RATING: 1.5/2.0
ARMAMENT: Dual Light Turbolaser Cannons(2), Dual Medium Laser Cannons(2), Concussion Missile Launchers(2)
SPECIAL EQUIPMENT: Advanced communications and sensors suite
COMPLIMENT: Juggernaut HAV(1), AT-PT walkers(2), military speeder bikes(4)
CARGO CAPACITY: 2250 tons
CONSUMABLES: 6 Months
SPECIAL NOTES: light turbolasers are located one dorsal and one ventral, roughly a third of the way forwards. Medium laser cannons are mounted one port one starboard on the flanks of the ship just forwards and below the turbolasers. Concussion missile launchers and their magazine are located in what used to be the salon pod beneath the bridge. Entire midsection of ship has been raised and broadened to accommodate troops and their equipment. Underside of midsection has two l
Rain Streaked TearsRain Streaked Tears in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Aira-ty woke with a panicked gasp of air as her eyes jolted open and she looked up at the cloud covered sky through her cracked visor as the rain poured down around her. She turned her head to the side, her viewscreen fizzling with static as its optics tried to process through the damaged system. All around her, the shattered bodies of her troops lay sprawled in death where the droids had shot them down. It had been a slaughter. She'd been unable to get them the support they'd needed and they had died for her failure. She'd failed them. Failed Jango's memory. Failed herself. Her viewscreen flickered again and she reached up, flicking the catch for the release on her helmet and letting it fall aside.
Her hair fell out in the mud as the cool rain pattered down her on face. She could feel the tears even if the rain obscured them. She reached down and touched the blaster wound in her side gingerly.
What was she doing here?
What did she hope to accomplish?
Who was she trying to save?
Sins of Empire ShipsWhen referring to ships, capital ships are always referred to as a 'she' while support ships are referred to as 'he'. This distinction is made in reference to ancient honor codes which dictated that it was a man's duty to protect any woman in need. The honor codes may no longer apply, but the tradition still stands among warship crews.Sins of Empire Ships in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
WEAPONSweapon systems are divided into tiers. All ships carry three tiers of weapon systems comprised of primary, secondary, and tertiary arrays/banks/batteries. Capital ships also tend to carry one or more main guns/cannons/batteries. Strike craft mount small scale versions of these weapons. The most common being low caliber mass drivers and small lasers, light plasma and particle cannons are also carried by some designs. All strike craft can carry missiles rockets and bombs though payload is limited in non-bomber types.
ION CANNONthese are the biggest guns in the fleet. They require a massive amount of energy to fire and the cooling systems
Science Fiction WarshipsCapital Ships—these are the kings and queens of the fleet. They form the core around which the rest of the fleet fights and are the biggest, heaviest, and most expensive combatants fielded by any navy. Because of their cost, smaller fleets often forgo the larger battleships and battlecarriers, opting instead for the relatively cheaper battlecruisers. Very few forces can construct, let alone field, dreadnoughts. Most capital ships are equipped with some form of hangar facility and carry at least some strike craft though the carriers obviously field entire wings instead of squadrons.Science Fiction Warships in Profiles More Like This
Dreadnought(DN)—while these monsters are essentially battleships, there is one fundamental difference that sets them apart: they are massive. Dreadnoughts dwarf their stablemates in the fleet and very few navies can afford to field even one let alone multiple dreadnoughts. Depending on size and configuration, some dreadnoughts are effectively their own fleet, supporting smaller ships in massive h
Janus of Odell 2Sylmeria couldn't believe what was happening around her. Mere moments ago the room she was in had been a pulsing vibrant club with partying programs trying to forget their worries. Then while she was speaking with the club's owner Cyril who turned out to be the glitch Janus, Keepers had shown up and started decompiling everyone in the club with their breakers. Janus hadn't liked that, not at all, and after walking down onto the dance floor amidst the chaotic carnage and shattering the code lines of several Keepers he'd turned to Sylmeria and proffered his hand.Janus of Odell 2 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“May I have this dance?” he'd asked.
Sylmeria hadn't been sure what she was getting into, but she was sure that Janus was her best chance for not only surviving the massacre but also of getting out of Odell and so she'd taken his hand. Now she was being led throughout the club to a lively waltz being orchestrated by Janus who with each step annihilated another Keeper as he guided Sylmeria around the club in elegant t
Origins of a HeroIt was supposed to be a training exercise. That was all. Nothing fancy, just powersuits, live ammunition, and holographic targets.Origins of a Hero in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That had been the idea anyways.
When the sirens had started, she had assumed that it was part of a drill. But then she'd seen how the sergeants and the Captain had reacted to it.
It was no drill, and there was no warning.
The Mantids were here.
She stood amongst her fellow recruits, out of a company of one hundred thirty-seven, there were now forty-seven and the Mantids showed no sign of stopping their assault.
She heard a scream behind her and turned to see Avis being lifted up, a Mantid claw straight through the sternum of his armor. She keyed a missile and fired it point blank, blasting the giant insect to pieces before firing an energy bolt into the next enemy.
Overhead a flight of Defenders flew past escorting a trio of Guardians.
She wished they'd come back around and drop some of those bombs on the Mantids around their position.
As she watched,
Ashes of the StarsAshes of the Stars in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Bold is getting hulled!”
“Majestic is breaking up!”
“Gallant has sustained heavy damage!”
“Avarice is reporting multiple hull breaches, they're losing power!”
The reports kept coming, one after the other, as more and more ships received damage and were knocked out of the battle.
“Don't let them through!” Commodore Andora Steele roared from her command chair. “If they get past us, we won't have a home to return to!”
She need not have reminded her crew of that, they all knew what was at stake here, all knew that a loss here meant the end of not just the war, but of their people. Even if it meant every ship and its crew went down, their homeworld would not fall while a single ship of the fleet remained in orbit.
Andora could not recall what event had led them to this point. Whether it was the Arbolis campaign or the Styraki disaster or any number of the other major battles that had been joined in the century long con
SilenceSilence in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I regret the day I remained silent,
The day that my voice-my courage- failed me,
The day that it ran dry,
In a desert of fear and memories.
I regret not shielding her fragile, innocent body
From the violent words of others.
I regret standing by
And allowing them to stone her,
While I punished her with my silence.
I regret not taking her shattered soul
And piece it back together with words of hope,
The ones I'd wished for when it was me.
I regret those three months,
My ideals abandoned in the wilderness.
So, I am sorry to the girl standing alone,
Because while I never assaulted you,
I am a bully too.
The Final BattleWith resignation Amy turned the engine of the small blue Porsche off. A sigh escaped her lips as she rested her head on the steering wheel. Her back was sweating from the summer heat, causing it to stick to the leather seat. With disgust and sorrow, she unbuckled herself and opened the door, ready to unpeel herself from the seat.The Final Battle in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey," Jeff called from the doorway, watching his wife waddle up the steps. A twang of pain filled his chest as he watched her take the last laborious steps up the two-step porch. "How was your appointment?"
"It was fine," Amy replied half-heartedly. "I gained weight, though." She didn't dare look back at Jeff who had just shut the door with an audible click.
"How much?" Amy licked her lips. Should I tell him the truth? Will he yell at me?
"Twenty pounds," she whispered, taking quick decisive steps. Jeff slammed his fist against the wall, stopping Amy in her tracks. Slowly, she turned around and saw Jeff rubbing eyes with one hand while the other supporte
One day an odd lump...One day an odd lump... in Visual Poetry More Like This
One day an odd lump fell into my chest.
I paid it no mind.
Days passed and the lump was still there,
Still I left it alone.
It would go away.
Soon the lump started to grow and fester,
Soon it was in my stomach,
"It's nothing really," I told myself
"It'll go away on its own accord."
Yesterday I looked in the mirror,
I saw a monster staring back at me.
Green and angry,
Sad and lonely;
Hurting more than I could ever dream.
"I wonder who that could be?" I asked me self,
Prodding at the mirror.
I looked around and saw I was alone,
"Is that me?
When did this happen,
Why did this happen,
How can I make it stop?"
The lump throbbed in my chest as a response.
"Oh you are the culprit!"
I screamed in rage,
Clawing at my chest.
"I want you out,
Get out, vile thing!" I begged.
I sat staring at the mirror,
Not knowing what to do.
Desperate for some small help.
Alone with my pain,
Seeing what it had done to me.
InspirationToday is a day of inspiration. Today is a day for a man who helped mold who we are as country and as individuals. Today is day for Martin Luther King Jr. I can't say that I've ever met one individual who has inspired me to write, inspired me to run, or has inspired me to achieve the way that I have in the last year. What has inspired me, are all of the people around me who have seen where they were going and decided to change it.Inspiration in Philosophical More Like This
It doesn't really matter who it was. It could be my sister pulling out of the poisonous group she placed herself in. It could be the 400 pound man taking his first step on a long road against morbid obesity. It could be the student who in their junior year finally decided to care. All of these people inspire me because they are fighting who they could have been if they hadn't seen the errors of their ways.
Today is a day of inspiration and today is a day to recognize those who inspire us as well. I don't know if that boy who's pushing to get A's his final year
Click, Click, ThumpClick, Click, Thump in Free Verse More Like This
Still at my keyboard.
I want to be done.
Click, click, thump,
The spacebar sticks with joy
As I beat it into submission to the tunes of Daft Punk.
Out, my mind wants out!
I want out of this room,
Out from this desk,
Which has held me hostage since eight,
The words dance as the spacebar sticks.
The cursor continues to move to the right,
Left, right, then left again.
Over and over and over it travels,
The same path I've taken some many times,
Yet I can't find the elusive words.
I haven't written a thing in hours.
Thump, thump, thump! Stop!
My shoulders heave,
Why am I doing this again?
Right, left, right, left, right, left
If this were a typewriter there would be a ding too.
Right, ding! Left, right, ding! Left, right
Why am I here?
What does America have in store for me?What does America have in store for me? in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What does America have in store for me?
Will I become a sheep,
Or a handpicked elite?
Will I live life in relative comfort and ease,
Or be forced to beg on my hands and knees?
Participation ribbons are passed out like candy,
Are suppose to make me feel dandy,
But all I can do is choke.
Is this a joke?
I can see past your hoax.
Complacency for mediocrity is what you desire,
You don't want to taste the blaze of my fire.
You want to squelch the flames of my soul,
Leave a hole,
Filling it with the goods you dole.
I saw that one too,
That neat little package of merciless Capitalism from you.
It eats away at my mother,
And will probably consume my sister and brother.
Gnawing away at the edges of the hole
An unpayable toll.
While the mounds of shirts, dresses, and frills
Reaches higher still,
I watch them fall into oblivion
Making them one of the billions,
You want to be the ultimate predator,
Because we all can't be in Congress or a Senator.
So who will I become?
Am I destined
It's The Most Stressful Time..It's The Most Stressful Time.. in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I groan when I hear the words to the song "It's The Most Wonderful Time of the Year." This innocent Christmas carol seems to mock my family and me. It talks about the beauty and joy that Christmas brings to everyone. The song paints a picture of smiles, love, cheer, and Dr. Seuss Who happiness, but all I see is a ticking time bomb of frustration. Christmas itself is not horrible; however for my family, it does have its volatile moments. Between the decking of the halls, the glorious layout of food, and the opening of presents, there are plenty of frayed nerves to be found.
The season always starts out innocently enough. December rolls around, and it's time to pull out the decorations. Most families, I assume, have one or two crates. My family has five. Five big red and green tubs full of everything from nativity scenes to garland, angels to candy canes, and napkin holders to electronic candles for the windows. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we have it all, but it doesn't stop there. Not on
Because We Said SoBecause I said so,Because We Said So in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
That is what my mother said,
Because I said so.
I remember when those words were no longer enough;
I was thirteen.
I wanted to know why I couldn't hang with my friends,
Because I said so.
I wanted to know why my boyfriend couldn't come over,
Because I said so.
That was the reason why
And it was not enough.
I yelled at her
"that is not a reason."
I wanted a reason for why I could not do this,
Why she could do that,
Why she was right
And I was wrong.
I wanted to know why my uncle cried,
Why we had moved,
Why my dad was gone,
Why they had yelled that night.
I wanted to know a lot of things.
Because I said so.
We have all reached that day when
Because I said so, is no longer enough.
We put up our hands and said,
"no, I want the truth."
We want to be adults.
Looking back now,
I realize that even adults think that answer is okay,
And that is why they use it.
I ask adults "why did we go to war?"
They answer because the government said it was right.
I ask adults
Click, click, thumpIt is three in the morning and I am still clicking away at the keyboard. God, I want to be done with this essay. Click, click, thump. My thumb thumps the spacebar, which enjoys sticking. The beats of Daft Punk propel me forward and make me fall into a hypnotic trance. Out, my mind wants out. It calls to my very soul. I want out of this room and away from this desk which has held me hostage since eight this morning. The words are dancing before me, taunting me. I want them to die, those words. Click, click, thump Why am I still writing this essay? Why am I still writing this as three in the morning when everyone else is sleeping? The words dance as the spacebar sticks thump, thump, thump, indefinitely it sticks. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaawd, I scream in to the darkness that has engulfed me. The cursor continues to move to the right, left, right, and then left again. Over and over and over it travels. The same path I've taken so many times. I can't find the words; I haven't written anything wClick, click, thump in Sketches More Like This
E.W.-Kansas-Siberian incidentIf you can read this, the end as begun.E.W.-Kansas-Siberian incident in Fan Fiction More Like This
Briefing: Kansas-Siberian incident and portal storm
It was only a matter of time when the enemies of the Federation will try to create their own gateways. But no one expected it would be so soon and what it will have consequences.
15th August of 2024, Americans made the first attempt of its own dimensional gateway. During the experiment there were energy fluctuations, which activate just finished a Russian gateway. Itself European gateway was turned off and disassembled for maintenance. It really was a happy coincidence, at least for the Federation. From the beginning.
The energy instability of the two gates triggered a chain reaction ending with the explosion of the two gates. Explosion of each of them had the power of one megatons and completely destroyed everything within a radius of several kilometers. Next consequences was anomaly, later known as the portal storms.
This anomaly affected the entire world and lasted for
EndlessWar - New Solar systemIf you can read this, the end as begun.EndlessWar - New Solar system in Science Fiction More Like This
Briefing: New Solar system
It started with one thing.
Hubble Space Telescope sent images of Mars. The problem was that Mars should not be there at all. All astronomers and the remaining space agency immediately began to identify the state of the solar system. What found out what was so crazy that it had earlier refused to believe. In the solar system is now found three Venus, four Earth and five Mars. All wearing life.
Today, scientists can not agree whether the destruction of Sin Portal's does not cause teleportation our world to another system or did not transfer those eleven worlds to our solar system.
This question became irrelevant when in eleven parts of the world appeared spatial anomalies acting as portals to these worlds. And when he first stepped foot soldier from another world into ours. Began what is known as the first interplanetary war.
End of briefing.
EndlessWar-Project ArmageddonIf you can read this, the end as begun.EndlessWar-Project Armageddon in Science Fiction More Like This
Briefing: Project Armageddon
The next five years after the Linking (the event describing the emergence of spatial portals linking all the habitable worlds in system) are enrolled for in the history of all races bloody letters. At all worlds erupted wars and the dead could be calculated only in the millions. Onto Original Earth itself was not any better. Of the superpower after the destruction of the United State remained xenophobic China and the militant European Federation. From other countries remained mere rubble and fortified community.
The more lasted apocalyptic conflict, the more in the Federation was clear that the war neither side can not win. Therefore, attempted establish diplomatic contact with all factions in order to agree on peace. Succeeded only in Hissis, Sritis, Dervis, Rosas, Ikarri and several other moderate factions. But not enough and the Command then has decided to get the peace force. He issued orders to start P
EndlessWar Seven SinIf you can read this, the end as begun.EndlessWar Seven Sin in Fan Fiction More Like This
Briefing: Seven Sin
Under the Atlantic, Indian, Pacific Ocean and above North Pole, Tibet, South Africa, Bolivia and California to open gigantic portals of which penetrated into our world of massive monsters that their appearance strongly resembled of the monster from an old computer game. According to her, was named the seven giant creatures, who had become a symbol of utter destruction and chaos.
Where they sailed or flew, brought the absolute destruction. Controlling the weather within eighty kilometers of was their route filled aftermath of the floods, tornadoes and tsunamis. Worst however were the seeds, which scattered around the world.
In the vicinity of these products based on flesh and crystals, in flashes of light appeared tens thousand animal monsters, which completed the work of destruction. They also were being,which probably passed as parasites in the body's Sin. Together with the incredible speed flooded many parts of th
EndlessWar - Judgment dayIf you can read this, the end as begun.EndlessWar - Judgment day in Science Fiction More Like This
Briefing: Judgment day
On the tenth of February, 2041 the ships Armageddon were at orbits of the planets: Venus Ocean, Jungle Venus, Dino-Earth, Poké-Earth, Anthro Earth, Mountain Mars, Dead City Mars.
At on all frequencies was broadcast the request on all worlds. Request to end the fighting and an agreement on peace. Some agreed, others laughed and others not-replying. After ten minutes they them got the answer: "You have forced us to it do."
At that moment, disgorged their deadly cargo. Nuclear missile type Hammer, who headed to major cities their aggressive factions and other their population centers. And of nuclear missiles the type Bee on known concentration of military forces. The nuclear attack killed most of leaders those faction and their soldiers.
But it was only the beginning. Just three hours after the attack, the Federation launched with its allies operation Verdict.
"This is just the beginning, God forgive us."
EW - Solar System years 2035If you can read this, the end as begun.EW - Solar System years 2035 in Science Fiction More Like This
Briefing: Solar System years 2035
Since the conflict began, the intelligence service tried to obtain information about these new worlds. Here are the basic information.
Ocean Venus: The world is already a water area covering 95% of the surface. There have evolved two race. Selachii Detres and half-fish Sritis. Trapped in an endless racial conflict that has killed one species. First contact was a battle of undersea fortress Triton in the North Atlantic with Detres.
Jungle Venus: The world with one super continent fully covered with tropical rain forests has it's the scene of horrific religious hatred. Here confront snake Ssiris, lizard Hikiris a crossbreed Hissis. The first contact occurred in the Brazilian Amazon between anti-government rebels and the invasive troops Hikiris.
Island Venus: Although in this world land are 54% of the surface. It does not form continents but huge archipelago. Of which, the largest of the islands vary in s
EW - Bombarder ArmageddonIf you can read this, the end as begun.EW - Bombarder Armageddon in Science Fiction More Like This
Briefing: Bombarder Armageddon Mark I
Spaceship Class Armageddon mark I, not in essence, nothing more than a giant bomber, which was equipped with life support technologies and engines capable of achieving nearly the speed of light. It is these ships have become messengers of temporary peace in the system, but at what cost?
Length: 250 meters
Width: 150 meters
Height: 115 meters
Defensive weapons: 75 automatic defense lasers, equipment for electronic warfare, mirror masking.
Assault weapons: Intelligent missile type Hunter (stock 200 pieces).
Energy sources: Three fusion generators (propulsion, combat and life-support systems).
Cargo: 50 intelligent tactical nuclear warheads type Hammer (1 megaton)
XCOM: Enemy Beyond: PrologueThe scout was small, a three-man craft. They were thrown out at likely locations by the hundreds, crewed by only the most common and least valued troops. The odds of one of them ever finding a viable target was near zero.XCOM: Enemy Beyond: Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Even a one in a million chance pays off sometimes.
The scout was damaged by a chance encounter with a rogue asteroid, only reawakening when it was caught in the gravity well of a planet. It was too late for the grav-wave engines to activate, so the revived crew desperately tapped at unresponsive controls as they plummeted through the atmosphere towards the deserts of New Mexico. They did not survive the landing.
Their last panicked signals drifted through space, taking fifty years to reach their destination. The leaders received the data and changed their heading, moving towards a small blue world. They activated their engines and were gone.
A single basic ship, shattered into ten thousand pieces by an impact that turned sand to glass. This was humanity's first cont
XCOM: Enemy Beyond 1: Devil's MoonThe four soldiers sat in the Skyranger, each nervous for different reasons.XCOM: Enemy Beyond 1: Devil's Moon in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Do you have any idea what it is we're fighting?" Akemi asked the heavily-built Russian on her left.
"I don't know," Vinogradov said, "but I look forward to it." The Russian was a bear of a man, with a gravelly voice from years of smoking. He examined his gun again. It was bulky but well-designed, and it fit comfortably into his hand. "What is this weapon?" he asked. "It looks like the SG 550, but different."
"It's custom-made for us," Armstrong, the American, said. "Whoever these XCOM guys are, they're well-funded."
"You need to be well-funded," Sanchez said, "if you're going to fight off an alien invasion."
"Aliens, they told you?" Armstrong laughed. "Yeah, right. Probably just some militant nutjob set off a bomb."
"We weren't joking, Geoff," a voice said over the radio, making the American jump. It issued from speakers in the walls, just above their heads. "This mission is being designated Operation Devil's
XCOM: Enemy Beyond 2: Silent ThroneSanchez sat heavily in the base's cafeteria. He was still grim, in contrast to the excited soldiers around him, chatting about the latest news from around the world. He drank his thick soup slowly, tasting the flavours of potato and leek.XCOM: Enemy Beyond 2: Silent Throne in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Come on, cheer up!" Xenia Diaz said, sliding into a chair next to him. Diaz was from Argentina, like him. She was short, thin, but had a ceaseless energy that none of the others could match. She could imbibe drinks that would hospitalise some of her friends.
Sanchez looked at her and frowned. "You've got a rocket launcher!" she exclaimed. "How can you be unhappy?" Diaz mimed the action of loading the projectile and firing it, gesturing frantically as her imaginary rocket spiralled across the table. The missile reached some indeterminate target and Diaz threw out her arms in an explosion. "Kaboom!"
Cameron Ross sat down on his other side. "She's right, you know. You cannae keep moping around here; you'll ruin the atmosphere!" A Scottish man, Ross had
XCOM: Enemy Beyond 3: Shattered FallBradford made his way back to Mission Control. One of the main screens now showed something new. It was something the engineers had rigged up. They called it the "Doom Tracker". It was a bar with sixteen segments, one for each Council member nation. If a member were to leave, the segment would turn red. If more than eight left, the project wouldn't have enough funding to continue.XCOM: Enemy Beyond 3: Shattered Fall in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So this is how we watch the end of the world get closer, Bradford thought. A progress bar.
"The local satellite network has come online," a technician reported. "We can now begin scanning for activity."
Bradford nodded. The holographic globe whirred into life and pulsed with activity, being fed data and news from across the world. The tiny virtual moon spun in orbit, rotating slowly. For now, everything was calm.
"Commander," Vahlen said to the screen, "we have made a breakthrough." One could hear the excitement in her voice.
The Commander watched impassively from her room (at least, Vahlen suspected their
XCOM: Enemy Beyond 5: Patient HymnAnna Sing woke up in an unfamiliar room. It almost looked like an apartment. There was a bed in the corner, a small en-suite bathroom, and a table with two chairs in the centre. An air conditioner hummed softly overhead. In fact. the only thing out of the ordinary about the room was the lack of windows.XCOM: Enemy Beyond 5: Patient Hymn in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Anna shook her head. She was still jumpy after so many hours of running and hiding. Feeling... well, feeling safe felt weird.
A woman entered through the door, a door that blended in almost perfectly with the wall. She wore a white lab coat, stained slightly green in places, and she carried a clipboard. "Ms. Sing?" she asked. "Please take a seat," she said, gesturing to the table. Anna did as she asked, warily.
"There's no need to be afraid," the stranger said, sitting down across from her. "You're safe here."
"Where am I?"
"Who are you?"
"Ms. Sing, you do not have the clearance to know anything about this organisation," the woman said. She leaned forward onto the t
XCOM: Enemy Beyond 4: Swift Justice"Commander," Bradford said. "The Council has requested a word."XCOM: Enemy Beyond 4: Swift Justice in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Commander turned from one of the computer screen, illuminated from behind. He had been looking at analysis of the recovered images of the Outsider. As ever, no details of his (at least, Bradford was confident that the Commander was male) face could be seen.
The Council representative appeared on the large screen in the Situation Room, over Mission Control. "Hello, Commander. We require your assistance with a unique matter. We expect that you will give it the same level of attention as you would for any other project objective."
The Commander nodded silently. He had been expecting some interference from the Council during the project, but not so soon after it had begun. It had only been two weeks since first contact had been so violently made.
"One of the captives abducted by the aliens has somehow managed to escape. If you could retrieve this woman, she may have valuable insight into the aliens' operation. We'll transm
You Know You're A Browncoat..YOU KNOW YOU'RE A BROWNCOAT WHEN . . . (!!!!!SPOILER ALERT!!!!!)You Know You're A Browncoat.. in Humor More Like This
1. Youve been admiring and drooling over that gorgeous calf-length military-style brown velvet coat in the Newport News catalog.
2. You actually own said gorgeous calf-length military-style brown velvet coat.
3. You refer to your car/truck/SUV/RV/dromedary camel as your boat.
4. You keep plastic dinosaurs on the dashboard of your car/truck/SUV/RV/dromedary camel.
5. You play with said plastic dinosaurs, complete with dialogue to the effect of Everything looks good from here. Yes, this is a fertile land and we will thrive. We will rule over all this land, and we will call it . . . This Land!
6. You fear the Alliance more than you fear the combined forces of terrorists, inflation, and Ted Kennedy.
7. You insist upon calling your sleaziest friend Badger.
Yea, Though I WalkYea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. -Psalm 23:4Yea, Though I Walk in Free Verse More Like This
I was walking through a valley,
Walking, walking, on my way
When suddenly the sky grew dark
And no longer seemed like day.
A brisk wind blew, and in fear I cowered
As storm clouds gathered and lightning flashed.
My courage left me, and with terror I ran
When the earth trembled and thunder crashed.
Through that valley did I dart
But hells fingers groped for me.
I cried for help, but none such came;
My voice was lost in that raging sea.
The devil was there; he was laughing at me
Laughing at all my failures.
In agony I writhed as I soon remembered
What I needed most then was a Savior.
So to the heavens I looked, eyes filled with tears
As the tempest around me raged and roared.
My voice was a whisper, barely able to be heard,
But I begged, Come and save me, Lord!
I told Him I needed His help and His
Writing Practice 4Atton and the Author in His HeadWriting Practice 4 in Fan Fiction More Like This
I said hello.
And I said Mmph.
You could at least give me the decency of a hello.
Why, because Im some nut who talks to himself?
You arent talking to yourself.
I think I figured out that much. Who the frack are you? . . . If Im not hung over, that is.
Youre not . . . not yet, anyway. Im an author.
Oh, well thats just fine! Always wanted to be poetic.
You Know You Write Too Much...You Know You Write Too Much When...You Know You Write Too Much... in General Non-Fiction More Like This
. . . when you find it scary that you're the same age as one of your charactersonly she has two boyfriends and you have none.
. . . when that fact depresses you, even a little.
. . . when every waking minute is consumed by ravenous plot bunnies.
. . . when you carry a tattered, scribble-filled notebook with you everywhere for fear of being unable to write down any ideas that may strike while you're at Wal-Mart.
. . . when going to the airport and walking through the terminal makes you wonder about another character of yours and if her dad would let her go globetrotting alone.
. . . when the answer to that question is "YEP!"
. . . when you know that that same character would get to travel in Daddy's private jet, too.
. . . when you realize that ANOTHER of your story characters nearly died in a car wreck when she was only a little older than you.
. . . when you find yourself constantly editing and rewriting things because you're plagued wi
Where I Was...In memorandum of September 11, 2001 . . .Where I Was... in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Where I Was When the World Stopped Turning
Ever been obliviousreally, truly oblivious and not simply a little . . . clueless? I have. Six years ago, about nine in the morning. I dont even know if it was earlier or later. All I know was that wed just had our daily Bible lesson and were getting started with school when Dad called.
And me? I was nine, in fourth grade, too fat for my age, pink-rimmed glasses too big for my face. Also very oblivious to the situation. All I knew was that Dad had called and Mom turned on the TV. She was crying; I was scratching my head. Ever had that feeling of just wanting somebody to explain what was happening but no one would? Well, that was what it was with me. I dont even remember seeing the towers
Crash: OddsCrash: Odds in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dinui walked into the headquarters, slinging her rifle over her shoulder. She walked up to the front desk, taking her helmet off. She looked around for someone, waving down a NCR trooper, who looked at her strangely before walking over to her. "How can I help you, ma'am?" He asked, looking at her.
Dinui wore her red hair short, most of it in a bun. Her green eyes looking at the young man, barely out of his teens, looking back at her, staring at her. "I am looking for a Major Knight. Sergeant Foley told my captain and I to check in with him. The captain is cleaning up his armor from the fire fight we helped your men out." Dinui said, resting her hands on the counter.
"You're the one's Foley was talking about. Alright." The trooper said, he pulled out bag from under the counter full of what sounded like to Dinui scrap metal. "Two hundred caps as payment. Our standard reward for aiding the troopers in the area. And Major Knight will be back tomorrow, so com back then."
Dinui opened the ba
Lost Primarchs: PrologeIt was a dark, cold night. A tall figure stood his ground, wind whipping around him. His red cape snapped in the wind, but he stood there like a statue, out in the middle of an open plan. Something was coming, and he could feel it. Long ago, a man came to his planet, asking his parents if they will let the man take their son to become a Jedi. They said no, for they too were Force users, and sent them man away from their world. They had taught him the Jedi power of foresight, and he had seen this day come.Lost Primarchs: Prologe in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He looked up into the sky; black T-shaped visor cut into a golden mask glinted in the star moonlight. The sky was beautifully clear, stars shining, and the plant's three moons were out, giving him clear view of the whole plain that was laid out in front of him. He waited, then saw it.
A star fell from a dark tear in the sky. The man watched as it plummet to the ground, not moving until it had landed. The star kept falling, coming closer to the ground, and closer to the man. The man st
Mass Effect: Restored HopeThe soldier's eyes shot open, looking from side to side, seeing the familiar room of the medical bay of his ship. He sat up; gasping for air, his left hand resting on his left abdomen, surprised at the fact there was no bullet wound. He looked around surprised that Dr. Chakwas wasn't in the room with him. He groaned, sliding from the bed and onto his feet. He rolled his shoulders, again surprised of the lack of bullet wound.Mass Effect: Restored Hope in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Commander Shepard, I am surprised to see you up so soon." A female voice came from behind him.
Shepard turned to face one of his oldest friends, Dr. Chakwas. He smiled, "Karen, I told you that you could call me Marcus." He said, rubbing his head gently. "How long have I been out?"
"And you know I will never call you that. Anything less is disrespectful to you, Commander." She replied. "A week. You're vitals stayed strong, but your mind wasn't there. Coma almost. Garrus found you in the ruins near the beam after a Quarian and Geth infiltrator squad made it into the
Crash: MarchCrash: March in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Venku stood on top of a hill, looking down at troopers matching up it in a double line formation with full battle gear on, all carrying semi-automatic rifles marksman carbines. Seven weeks ago when he had first started training the troopers, they had almost no standardized weapon. Most carried a semi-automatic 'Service Rifles'; they called them, while other carried bolt action rifles and single shotguns. A few had went out and bought hunting shotguns and large caliber bolt action rifles. One even bought an anti-material rifle, which Venku laughed at because the rifle was bigger than the man. Their training was almost non-existent, and moral was at an all time low.
Now, his troopers were some the best that was in the area. Even the NCR Rangers were impressed how Venku and Dinui wiped the troopers in shape. Major Knight was very pleased with them. Venku wasn't, though, they could always be better, and they didn't stand to Mandalorian standards yet. Clone trooper, but not the Supercommand
Crash: IntroThere was a flash as the small Mandalorian fighter blasted from hyperspace. It tumbled, drifting towards a planet covered mostly by oceans, but very little trace of green. The fighter was damaged from a space battle, and they made an emergency hyperspace jump, all too close to a dying star. The stars gravity pulled them into a slingshot as they made the hyperspace jump. It sent them away from Mandalore, where they wanted to go and into the Unknown Regions.Crash: Intro in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Venku, I am getting some strange readings. We aren't in the Mandalore Sector." Venku's co-pilot said, reading the scanners. "And we're trapped in that planet's gravitational pull, we drifted too close to have the time to fix anything."
"Not like we have the abilities anyways. We need a starport or a star dock to fix the damage, Dinui." Venku said, trying to restart the engines. "The engines are out, but I have the thrusters still. Life support is going out, too. Seal your armor, I am going to use what oxygen we have left to adjust o
Robotech: The Lost BrotherHe stopped and placed her on the ground "It's alright we're clear now. I managed to stop the bleeding and a Beta will be here soon to evac us back to the Iwo Jima."Robotech: The Lost Brother in Short Stories More Like This
She replied gasping for breath "It hurts bad give me something so I can go in with no pain."
"If I give you morphine your heart beat will slowdown and it would kill you." He said removing her helmet and lowered her head to help her breath.
"Tell me something please so I can forget the pain and before I go please tell me what " She said has he cleaned her face of blood.
"Alright I'll tell you the story again." He said as she touched his unshaved face with a bloody hand.
"Tell me it and tell me what...I...what I mean to you?" she replied crying.
FEBUARY 3, 2009 CVS-101
Daniel stood next his camouflaged Veritech "I can't believe their making us fly around in these things it like a bad cartoon show sir." he said as his friend and leader showed up he stood at attention, leaving his sun gl
The lost brother: Eye opener"Okay it's your loss. Okay boys this one says two hits to take down The Brute!" the girl shouted.The lost brother: Eye opener in Short Stories More Like This
"What the hell man getting killed is one thing, but losing money on that level that's like three pay checks. Get the hell out of there." Jacob said holding onto the ropes.
"Dude the only way he can get out now is by throwing the match or by losing." Bill said pulling Jacob off the ropes before climbing in. "Listen up destdroid pilots we take the brunt of the fight and we are the rightful winners but this pilot here who can't fly wants to take our money." Bill said as the destdroid pilots cheered "Well this man here is going to take our ring back. Give it up for Daniel "Watch strap" Banks."
The room went silent before laughter took over "sweetie is it too late to up the bet?" Bill said as the girl collected everyone's money near the ring.
"No the bell hasn't rung what the raise?" the woman said.
"Five grand plus two is what I want to bet." Daniel said as Bill put the tape on Daniel's hand a
RT:LB The ties that bind?May 21 2010 SDF-1 fitness and training center 3:00pmRT:LB The ties that bind? in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Okay you guys this will be round four. Bill said handing some water to Jacob and Daniel before jumping out of the ring Okay, now fight.
Jacob made two high kicks to Daniels face. Daniel blocked both and said You always go high. Daniel said countering by kicking at Jacobs sides and head with his left leg, only to have Jacob twist his leg.
Mixing it up wont win this for you. Jacob said flipping Daniel flat on his face, the floor of the ring shook as Daniel slammed into it.
Daniel scrabbled to his feet without a scratch Nice but it takes more then a few bashes into a CRAPPIE MAT! Daniel screamed rushing Jacob when he was a few feet in front of Jacob he began kicking with each leg as he rushed Jacob.
Jacob was pushed back all the way the ropes of the large ring. He could only block the kicks but, Daniel switched to using his fists Bingo Jacob said g
the lost brother ch3Two unknown Valkyries just touched down on the Daedalus admiral your old friends IFF code was good information do think theyll be trouble? Lisa said as the marine birds flew in lower then the radar could scan.the lost brother ch3 in Short Stories More Like This
meet them with a lot of MPs and Claudia set up some quarters for them. I doubt any trouble especially if they wish to make new friends. Gloval said as Lisa left to meet the new arrivals.
Okay came in low and under the radar so we have the element of surprise now we find a computer terminal from there youll hack in and contact the bridge, and for the umpteenth time lose the shades you are not a freak and I sound like boss. Jacob said meeting Daniel in between the two parked guardian mode Valkyries.
Daniel cocked his HK416 Are you sure we should use the rifles I mean were leaving the corps to avoid jail and I think boarding a UN ship armed is an act of terrorism on our part. Daniel said just as a fl
Robotech the lost brother ch2While Jacob packed a few things he bought for his trip to Paris Island he didn't visit Daniel before he was air lifted to the Comfort or see him off. "Daniels is a dead man he just hasn't signed the papers for the farm." he thought comforted that Daniel would die peacefully in a warm bed. He finished packing his duffle bag and threw it over his shoulder and headed up for the landing deck top the awaiting Sea sergeant which would take him to the air field and from there to Paris Island he would fly at night he loved that.Robotech the lost brother ch2 in Short Stories More Like This
Sean wasn't old but he was close and he knew it. As for the now decommissioned Warhound squadron the only man who could replace him as lead wing was Eric and he died. Sean walked up the stairs with his duffle bag glad the squadron was no more but still saddened about it "Well I assume the AWACS plane is heading for San Diego son" Sean said looking to the deck hand near the plane.
"Sir Yes it is sir." the crewman said as the door on the side of the plane lowered.