Shatterglass by eight 0f heartsShatterglass by eight 0f hearts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It had survived things that no mug should have had to endure.
It had been dropped off cliffs, plunged into radioactive water, used to hold questionable substances and once travelled several hundred kilometres after Pilot tied a helium balloon to it. It had been thrown at Snippy countless times. It had suffered the indignity of being sat on by Engie after the Captain left it lying on a chair.
It had never been washed in its life.
But in the end, all it took was one little nudge, and the mug the great, glorious mug was reduced to a few shards of broken ceramic and a spatter of sad-looking tea.
It happened like this:
They were seated around the kitchen table in their current place of residence. "Kitchen", of course, is taken very broadly here there was no ceiling, nor were there any kitchen appliances; it was, in fact, merely a ramshackle table in the middle of an empty room.
Today's lunch consisted of cold baked beans which was quite the delicacy considering t
Hallucinatory DreamsHallucinatory DreamsHallucinatory Dreams in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Who would have thought that simply light dinner and wine would have such an effect?
I took a dinner of roast chicken with white wine and sat back in my recliner to relax with a poppy cigarette as was my habit. I left all thoughts of my work and my education behind me. Slowly I breathed deeply and closed my eyes as though to sleep. When I dreamed I could not know; but I knew that I was dreaming.
The first thing I saw was a rustic building such as I had heard about in Arkham, Massachusetts. I slowly saw the edifices of some buildings. Then I saw one I vaguely recognized and began to drift inward.
Within seconds, I was in some room and I heard the sounds of scurrying in the walls*. I endeavored to shift my focus and escape. Moments later, I was outdoors again and I headed along the path I took at the start. I believed that it was the only way out to the real, waking world and remained calm. A moment later, I was in my flat and I woke u
SchemingSchemingScheming in Free Verse More Like This
Some think so little of causing harm
To innocent ones like me
They think so little of disturbing our peace
For their own pleasures
While I sit alone and brood
Plotting ways to claim due revenge
Suddenly a bat fluttered into my room
It rested over my window
"If ye seek to accuse, call me. If ye seek to punish, call me," it said.
I pondered who this bat could be
Then, suddenly, I knew
"They have offended me by disturbing me in peace.
They have injured me in childish tantrums.
They have chased me from their place of work.
How shall we seek due recompense?"
Some days later I learned how.
They who disturbed sit uneasily, disturbed by continuous noise
Unable to flee or cover their ears
They who injured me lie in bed, in pain
Exactly where they injured me
None can return to where they were
Save that they beg forgiveness
It is hard to get
If Heaven has no justice
Then Hell may have
The Great Mushroom War, Invasion prologueMars, 2085.The Great Mushroom War, Invasion prologue in General Fiction More Like This
"Mars is no longer capable of sustaining life. The crimes of your brother, Magic Man have depleted the planet of resources. All Efforts to restore the biosphere have failed."
"We have arrived at the only remaining course of action: The conquest and occupation of Earth."
"Earth is abundant with the natural resources your brother has robbed from us. The environment will seem uncomfortable not inhibitive."
"The problem is of course, the Humans. They surround themselves with sophisticated technology yet lack a developed brain to use them properly. Their nations are on the brink of nuclear war and they have begun to abuse their shiny technology and science."
"A rapid offensive to the Main political and military superpowers should prevent any opposition."
"The Means and methods for this attack are already being realized. A large scale hydrogen accelerator will be cons
Idea for a Bravest warriors story arc. You know how the Youtube series "Bravest Warriors" has a primary setting being a colonized Mars in the far future? Well what if Mars was inhabited long before the arrived? That's right, as a homage to the 1897 novel "The War of The Worlds" by H.G. Wells, wouldn't it be cool for "Bravest Warriors'" Mars to feature the Martians from the famed novel?Idea for a Bravest warriors story arc. in General Fiction More Like This
It would go off like this:
The Sarmaks are an intelligent race of cephalopod based creatures that ruled Mars for 5,000 years. Their empire stretched across the entire planet also included the twin moons of Phobos and Deimos. Their Technology is based around the usage of complex usage of levers and joints since they have outgrown using the wheel. They survive via blood transfusion with other organisms (blood being processed so that it doesn't kill them). They reproduce asexually yet have feelings for the newly budded off "child".Their Capitol city is Syrtis Major and their military bases are all ocated around Olympus Mons (
Whispers in the Dark-Chapter 6Natalia was sleeping fitfully, tossing and turning, feeling creeping sensations up her arms.Whispers in the Dark-Chapter 6 in Horror More Like This
Natalie.....Natalie.....come play with me Natalie....
She sat bolt upright, the inky blackness feeling like it was closing in around her.
She began to shake, realizing she hadn't imagined the voice.
"W-w-w-who are you? What do you want?" She tried not to sound as scared as she felt.
Laughter echoed from the darkness, and as Natalia tried to move back against the headboard, cold arms wrapped around her.
She tried to scream, but no sound would come out.
The....THING....laughed and laughed, voice rebounding and rebounding until Natalia thought her head would explode from the sound.
"Play with me Natalie! Don't you remember?"
It was a childs voice, but it drew more sinister with every passing second.
"Remember me Natalie? Remember how you left me to die?"
Something inside Natalia recognized the feel of the hair that wa
Paradox- Chapter 3Ivana hissed aloud as the Flag of the Meurent came into view, the skull and crossbones over a french flag.Paradox- Chapter 3 in Drama More Like This
She spat the word, yelling at her crew to hurry, to pick up speed, anything to get away. Ivana did not run often, but there was only one ship she fled from, only one captain that truely scared her. Soudain Joyaux. She would have held the title for the mot Fearsome Pirate in the sea, but she worked for the french crown, Despite the fact that she hailed from Andorra.
Not that Andorra really existed anymore.
Ivana's eyes widened with terror as she saw the cannon on the Meurent go off, saw Natalia caught in the rigging.
The explosion shook the entire ship as Ivana screamed for Natalia, holding her hands over her ears.
The crew was in shock, not because they had lost their first mate. They lost crew members often, they were used to picking up the pieces and moving on, not letting their grief
Our Beloved DeathOur Beloved Death in Free Verse More Like This
Death, silent and sly
Death, cold and still
Death, possessive and dark
Death, a blessing of grief
Death, takes no prisoners
Death, hunts us like game
Death, we all fear it
Death, wraps its black wings around us
Death, it pulls us in
Death, has no emotions
Death, rules us all
He Came and VisitHe Came and Visit in Romance More Like This
Ayame993: HIII I'm back with another one-shot~ ^_^
Sasuke: -sighs- Ignoring the other stories, Aya-chan...-.-
Ayame993: I know >.<
Ayame:: Are they discontinue?
Ayame993: NO TEME!! Now go and hump a pole... ///<
Naruto: Yeah, fight after the story is done D:
Kagome: Aya-sama does not own Naruto ^-^"
Ayame: Yeah cause if she did, she'll get canceled xD
Ayame993: YOUR DEAD!!!!
"Hinata!" Was the blood-curling screams of her crush. And after that, her world turn dark.
He Came and Visit
Hinata woke up in the hospital room. White walls and all was there was an open window. Her body refused to get up so she stay there, holding back tears of pain. Her pale lavender eyes were at the white ceiling. But now she sees her father looking and hovering over her.
"Your ok?" he asked and gotten a slight nod from his daughter. "That's great.. You were brave, Hinata. Your mother would be proud." Hinata smiled as tear build up in her eyes.
"He saved us..." Haishi help
Raising the BarRaising the Bar in Romance More Like This
"Why can't I just get the words out?"
She let gravity take over, and pull her down against the wood fence to the ground as she pulled in her arms and legs, and a full-bodied blush rolled across her face.
"It's just a few words, why can't I say it?? I could ask him 'Hey, do you want to go get ramen sometime?' or just 'Would you like to hang out with me--'.." Hinata trailed off, and put her palms flat to the ground as she tried to relax: "Calm down... Find your center..and..breathe..."
Her breath caught in her throat again, as her thoughts once again shot back to thinking about him, and how he jumped up behind her. "No, no! I need to calm down." As she slowly coaxed her heart to stop dancing a jig and calmed down, she suddenly remembered a similar situation she was in one night while on a mission...
Panting, she pressed her back into the trunk of the pine tree, as if to blend into it; as if to fade away.
"Hinata?" she heard Kiba call out; she knew that he could find
ScotlandxReaderxEngland pen palsScotlandxReaderxEngland pen pals in Romance More Like This
ScotlandxReaderxEngland pen pals
You friend had introduced you to a new online social website, Deviantart, a website where you were allowed to upload and browse through any kind of art work, be it photography, literature or just plain old traditional drawings. You had met many people online and found you had a lot in common, but no one understood you more than Arthur Kirkland, and blonde haired boy from England, London to be more precise. You two had met over this website and before you knew it you were sending letters to one another about your lives.
Even though you had never spoken face to face, you had spoken over the phone, and he had sent you countless pictures of yourself, and vice versa. You were now twenty one and living alone in a small house, you and Arthur had been sending letters back and forth for five years now and you had arranged to fly to London to meet him.
Packing the last of your belongings into a suite case and tying a ribbon on the handle to make sure it wa