Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 7Foxy scowled at Freddy harshly; Bonnie wasn’t kidding about their hatred for each other. “What do ye want from me now, ya stupid bear?” he hissed at Freddy. Chica and I held onto each other securely; I guess the two of us were afraid of how the bear would respond to Foxy’s harsh words. Freddy clenched his fists tightly.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 7 in General Fiction More Like This
“Dining area,” he commanded coldly to Foxy, “NOW.” The fox glared at him as he left the office. Freddy looked at me and Chica sternly; I was genuinely terrified of him at this point, and Chica must’ve been scared too because we were squeezing each other even tighter now. “I expected you to be more responsible than this, Elena,” Freddy said in a low voice, “Bonnie, watch these two while I go have a “talk” with Foxy.”
As Freddy walked off, Bonnie poked his head into the office looking concerned. “Maybe I should have explained this better; I’m kinda Freddy’s right-ha
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 9I picked up Foxy’s jaw off the floor in astonishment; just by the weight alone I could tell that this metal was built to last, which only made me more frightened of Freddy’s strength. As I looked closer at the individual teeth, I became aware of the dark red stains forever imprinted into the jagged fangs. Only then did it occur to me the destructive power of these animatronics. My hands trembled.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 9 in General Fiction More Like This
I jumped upon hearing Bonnie’s voice; the rabbit looked at me with concern and slowly approached me. “You don’t need to worry about Foxy,” he assured me calmly, “We can fix his jaw easily.” He knelt down, trying his best to get level with me. “However, if something were to happen to you, we couldn’t fix that. You have to remember...”
Bonnie glanced at Freddy, who gave him a small nod. The rabbit reached behind his head and unlatched the hinge connected to his neck, pulling off his face to reveal a metallic,
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 6“Foxy, what are you doing in the office with Elena?” Chica tilted her head to one side as she looked at us through the window. Foxy lowered his guard and stood up; I guess he wasn’t worried about Chica seeing him. He motioned her to come into the office with his hook.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 6 in General Fiction More Like This
Foxy spoke in a kid-friendly tone when he addressed the chicken. “Chica, it’s been a while,” he said calmly, “I was just gettin’ me jaw fixed up, since Elena was kind enough to offer. Heard the two of ye lassies have gotten pretty friendly with each other.”
Chica smiled and wrapped her arm around me warmly. “That’s right, Foxy. She was making pizza in the kitchen last night and we bumped into each other. She was even kind enough to clean us up with her nice smelling soaps!”
Foxy nodded to himself. “I heard the ruckus loud ‘n clear. But tell me, Elena, did me eyes deceive me last night?” The fox looked at me closely. “Did Freddy
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 4Just as I had promised, I returned to the pizzeria during the daytime; I made my way through the chaotic establishment until I found my friend Caitlin standing by the show stage. She was one of the main hostesses that “performed” with Freddy’s band, and the two of us started working here around the same time. “So how’s business been today?” I asked her.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 4 in General Fiction More Like This
“Same as usual, Elena,” she said lightheartedly, “How was the night shift?”
“It wasn’t so bad. I’m probably gonna stay again tonight,” I replied, “I've been meaning to ask, do you know anything about Pirate’s Cove?”
Caitlin guided me to the abandoned attraction, pulling open the purple curtains carefully. Behind the curtains was a broken, animatronic fox, seemingly dressed up as a pirate on account of its eye patch and hook. The body was torn up and battered, leaving the endoskeleton completely bare below its legs. Caitlin finally spoke
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 11I tried to keep myself from falling asleep; as much as I wanted to doze off, I didn’t want to be rude to my “guest”. The past few nights were definitely real and not my imagination, but this was just screwing my head. Goldie leaned against the couch I was sitting on, munching on a taco. For some reason, I was really enjoying his company.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 11 in General Fiction More Like This
“So what do you think of everyone at the pizzeria?” Goldie asked me, “I mean, I can tell that you and Chica are pretty close, but what about the others?”
“Well, you’re right about Chica,” I replied, “uh, Foxy was really nice, Bonnie was pretty friendly too, at least when he’s being himself and not Freddy_ no offense.”
Goldie shrugged. “Non-taken. I don’t suppose you’ve gotten along too well with Mr. Grouchy-Pants, have you?” I shook my head. “I figured as much. I must say, the fact you got him off the stage and spoke with him is amazing, especial
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 3Chica and Bonnie had run off somewhere by the time we arrived, but I could smell the faint scent of lemons and grapes. Freddy was a bit tougher to clean; the stains and muck on him were much harder to remove than the ones on Chica and Bonnie. Freddy definitely seemed to be the oldest of the threesome, both in age and in spirit. We started a conversation in order to get to know each other better. I was surprised to find out that Freddy already knew who I was; apparently, he noticed that I always tried to make the kids as happy as possible during the day. “You seem very dedicated to working here,” he commented as I scrubbed the back of his ears, “ Is there a reason behind it?”Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 3 in General Fiction More Like This
I was caught off guard by his question; I was working for a measly 4 bucks an hour at a place whose reputation had gone down the drain and was facing bankruptcy. I wondered if he knew about the state of the pizzeria...
“Well,” I started, “I don’t know if you know abou
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 5I arrived for my shift just before midnight, and I crossed paths with the night guard whose shift was just ending. He didn’t really want to chat, only telling me that something was wrong with some of the animatronics. When I asked him what was wrong, he remained silent and left rather abruptly. He wasn’t going to come back tomorrow night, I could tell.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 5 in General Fiction More Like This
The first thing I saw when I walked in was Chica pressing her face against the window, smiling at me. “You came back!” she exclaimed cheerfully, proceeding to hug me once again. “I was so excited that you were coming back, I couldn’t keep still! I kept running back to the office to see if you had arrived, but when I tried to talk to the guard, he slammed the door in my face.” Yep, that guy was definitely not coming back again.
I had just entered the office when I heard someone knocking loudly on one of the closed security doors; the previous guard must have put them down. I flicked on the door li
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 106 AM finally arrived; it had been a long night for me, with all the fighting and destruction and whatnot. I hadn’t heard anything from the others since they left, but I didn’t want to be rude by spying on them with the cameras. It was just as I was about to leave when Bonnie came thudding down the hallway. “So how did it go?” I asked the bunny.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 10 in General Fiction More Like This
“Actually,” he started hesitantly, “Things went better than I expected. Chica and I managed to talk some sense into Freddy, and he seemed to calm down. He said that you can work on Foxy tomorrow night if you really feel the need to, although we already reinstalled his voice box.” Bonnie jumped. “Oh yeah! That’s what I wanted to ask you. How did you get it to work without his jaw?”
“Oh, did Freddy tell you about that?”
Bonnie shook his head and pointed at his long, floppy ears. “I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation. I do that sometimes, but it
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 8I put down the monitor hastily; had Foxy said what I thought he said? Did Freddy make that huge hole in the fox’s chest? These questions I would have to put on hold for the time being, as something much more important was going down.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 8 in General Fiction More Like This
Bonnie swore under his breath. “Goddammit, not this again...” The rabbit took off down the hallway towards the dining area; I immediately ran after him along with Chica, but neither of us could keep up with the Energizer Bunny. It wasn’t until we reached the Dining Area that we caught up with him.
I immediately noticed that one of the tables was missing, and a quick glance around the room revealed that it had been smashed against Pirate’s Cove. Freddy was standing near the Show Stage, pounding his fists aggressively; Bonnie stood in front of him, trying to reason with the enraged bear as I entered the room. “Boss, please...” I heard him say to Freddy, “Not in front of Elena...”
I had a grim hunch
Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 12What greeted me at the doorway was not Chica, but instead my boss of all people. “Boss?” I asked in surprise, “What are you doing here at such a late hour?” He arched an eyebrow at me suspiciously.Elena: A FNaF Fanfic Part 12 in General Fiction More Like This
“Well, I’m sure that you’re aware that the previous guard quit his job the other night, so naturally I had to fill in his spot.” My boss opened the door and walked me inside; not a single sign of the band members anywhere. “He said that the way the animatronics were acting at night was... unusual, to say the least,” he continued.
We entered the office, where I found a brand new night guard uniform neatly folded on my chair. “What’s this for?” I asked; I was never too fond of the guard uniforms, and I never wore them at night anyways.
“We suspected that the animatronics are acting strangely because apparently, they activate whenever they see someone who isn’t a night guard. From what I know, someone has
Bal Foyen and the PactSasha had been partially correct in her dismissal of their destination. It was indeed populated by Argonians, and the town itself had little better than mud and wood for walls. But Fort Zeren was another matter, and the soldier in Tyrna delighted in seeing the reinforced stone walls. But hearing about the docks on the far side of the settlement brought the situation back to troubling. The Covenant would be able to sail there with little resistance, and there were too few soldiers to guard everything. With little more than a day to prepare for an invasion, the Sept quickly gathered together on a hill just outside the fort, overlooking the saltrice paddies and the townsfolk beginning the long walk to Davon’s Watch. “We need plans, and we need them fast,” the Imperial stated, looking over the group. “We need to bolster the guard here, like it or not.”Bal Foyen and the Pact in General Fiction More Like This
“But bolster them where?” Bakki brought up. “Captain Rana’s got some of the Bleakrock
Stonefalls: The Guild HallTanval and the rest of those who mattered in Davon’s Watch had given the Sept their blessings to build a suitable place to call their own. All that was left now was to find a spot, draw up some plans, and begin the process. Easier said than done. With renovation taking place throughout the city because of the Covenant invasion, space was at a premium. Three days later, and with still nothing to show for their efforts, Tyrna was ready to give up and just build the guild hall on a hill overlooking the city. That’s when Injects-Hot-Lead came to her, his smile visible beneath his new Khajiit hat. “I’ve found us a spot! It even has a building we can get a start from.” He practically bounced as he spoke, and the others looked over from where they were scattered around the Fighters’ Guild. “Come, and I’ll show you.”Stonefalls: The Guild Hall in General Fiction More Like This
“You heard him, let’s go!” Hana echoed, already at the door. As the others filed out, Nathan’Dar came
Vestige AdventuresThere had been a life before her death; that she was sure of. The details however, were blurred. Flashes of faces and places, snippets of conversations, and echoes of feelings all crowded in her mind. With a gasp, the young woman sat up, her vision blurring as the room swam. ‘Slowly now,’ a man’s voice whispered. ‘You’ve been through an ordeal.’Vestige Adventures in General Fiction More Like This
“You’re awake.” That was a woman’s voice. The unknown lifted her head from her hands, which she hadn’t remembered bringing up. As her eyes focused on the figure in front of her, she saw what appeared to be a young Nord woman with shoulder-length blonde hair and piercing ice-blue eyes. “You all right?” the Nord wondered.
“Do I look all right?”
“Well, you look to be in one piece, if a bit on edge. Seems normal to me, given our predicament.” The other woman tilted her head, the blonde’s words not making as much sense as she
Bleackrock“Is she awake yet?” a soft voice called, bringing Tyrna back from the utter silence of the dark. “Why isn’t she awake? Something must be wrong.”Bleackrock in General Fiction More Like This
“You’re the healer, you tell us.” The voices were getting louder and clearer, which probably meant she was regaining consciousness. How long had she been out?
‘Three days,’ a voice in her mind whispered. ‘The others have been terribly worried. You collapsed after getting Alana to shore.’ Ah yes, their arrival back in the world of the living had been anything but graceful. They’d quite literally “popped” back into existence and promptly fell into the sea. Spluttering, coughing, and swearing, the Imperial and Nord had started to head for shore. That was when the Khajiit redirected their attention to the struggling Breton.
“I do not think our mage friend can swim very well,” he revealed. Alana was barely keeping her head above water
Stonefalls: Davon's WatchThe ride to the Stonefalls region took the Sept the entire night and early morning. Arriving at Davon’s Watch when the sun was high in the sky, they quickly got their exhausted mounts to the stables to be looked after. Then it was time to get into the city proper and warn whoever was in charge. A Nord seemed to be directing refugees and soldiers alike, and Tyrna figured that if he wasn’t in charge, he would know who was. But as they all approached the gates, the Nord looked up, eyes widening. One hand went to the double axe secured on his back, but he refrained from drawing it. “Hold. State your business in Davon’s Watch, strangers.” Tyrna held out her arm to halt the group, and she noticed that arrows were being readied by Hana and Respite. And then it hit her: Of all the members of the Sept, only four belonged to the races of the Ebonheart Pact. And to probably add to this man’s worry was that four Imperials were also in front of him.Stonefalls: Davon's Watch in General Fiction More Like This
Stonefalls: Balreth“So, Shalidor, eh?” Ket questioned as she, Makayla, and Respite left the Dwemer cavern for the ash-streaked sky of Stonefalls.Stonefalls: Balreth in General Fiction More Like This
“The Guild will want to hear about this,” Makayla confirmed, tucking the tome they’d found into her pack.
“Want to hear about what?” Alana asked as her group came into sight.
“Aren’t you supposed to be checking out those ruins?” Respite asked of his fellow Bosmer. Bakki shrugged and looked at the other two.
“We needed to get directions first,” he teased. “Apparently the local Dunmer didn’t remember where it was. But our friends at the Mages’ Guild were happy to show us a few maps that had its location.”
“We’re on our way now,” Alana continued. “And I guess you took a detour before Othenris?” The healer reached out and ran her hand along Fearsome’s back, eliciting a trill from the creature. She was very glad to have her traveling co
Oblivion - CoronationDid he need that day to gain the eyes of a king?Oblivion - Coronation in General Fiction More Like This
To most people, he did. Not to me. He was no different when he spread newborn wings, when light showered on him from the skies. There was a gem shining on his chest, yes, outside of space and time — but the man I saw there, rising to the heavens, was still my modest friend.
The world is both unforgiving and blind. People cast quick judgement upon what they do not know. What matters most is the sight of blood and gold — they had to see him shine, clad in silk and rich garments, before praising his name.
They keep asking to hear how he was gone. They want me to tell how he burst in light, of the fire that raged in his divine form. None of them cares to imagine the man he was before.
All that matters to me is insignificant today, buried for good in the cold tomb of history. Yet, when he left our world, the details I cherish on my own were fiercely alive. I saw the same curve of his hands, the one I had so many times found on his
Skyrim - Fifteen SecondsThey don’t even call your name. You step ahead.Skyrim - Fifteen Seconds in General Fiction More Like This
You know it will be fast; fifteen seconds, more or less, to close your eyes on a world.
Fifteen seconds and one chance to try - you breathe so fast you would explode, even though your effort is bound to end in nothing anyway. There is no way to keep it all with you.
So few are the things you can cling to, so many slip away - the peaks and the snow and your lost tomorrow, the sunlight, the voices, the yells that are killing your every chance.
Five seconds of walking to your end, on the ground that was never meant to be your home, nor even just a glimpse in a life of adventures. You bend your useless legs and wait for what is left of you to vanish. Five seconds of agony and fighting with the smell, with the blood of a poor soul, still warm on your neck.
Two seconds to hear the dragon roar - for real, again, you know your time is up.
You fade to black. You never see your future as it comes to take your life.
Oblivion - These Things Belong to You[Diary entries written in the year 433 of the Third Era, as Martin Septim contemplates his fate throughout the Oblivion Crisis.]Oblivion - These Things Belong to You in General Fiction More Like This
The past few days have equally been a blessing and a torture. I can only be relieved, of course, to find myself here — surrounded by the most capable warriors in Cyrodiil, safe within these ancient walls… still, fears and regrets I cannot define haunt me night and day.
The quiet solitude of this place sets me thinking, more often than I would like. The walls of my room, standing so strong around me, remind me of demolished ones; the wooden smell of the roof brings back the sight of blood and fire, as we were forced, desperate, to let Kvatch burn in front of our eyes. And even so-
Never, not even then, my powerlessness has been more infuriating than now. Jauffre is constantly inviting me to rest, to collect my thoughts; I think I have lost count of the worried glances he casts at me when he thinks I am not looking. Yet, I can
Shivering Isles - Risen FleshGadeneri RalvelShivering Isles - Risen Flesh in General Fiction More Like This
You are uncorrupted, wanderer.
Your shine is in contrast with this saddened ground; you are fresh and feeble like morning dew, that in the gardens I used to love so well. It takes guts, my friend, to roam these lands with a mind still clear like yours.
I wonder what brought you here. To me, it was the colours of this place. The twisted soul that lay beneath them, and was so like my own, meant nothing — I yearned for this sky, wanted to feel each petal between my fingers.
I wasn’t ready yet. I got lost, long before I knew.
Once you cross the doors of folly, there is no turning back. If it was a mistake, you will know no mercy — your heart will eventually rise over the sun, tinging your deepest wishes in blood.
I spied on the Red Mountain from the windows of my room. It showed among smoke and mist, just beyond the veil of this world — nothing, ever, I had wanted more than belonging there again.
I could almost touch that image. The flow of my
Oblivion - Of SecretsIt was time for the castle to sleep.Oblivion - Of Secrets in General Fiction More Like This
When another day of diplomacy came to an end, the walls seemed to set to rest with their inhabitants; they somehow lost their noble aura, falling, like titanic stone creatures, in the deepest slumber. Then, the rooms would drift in their usual nightly silence, enclosing the frustrated dreams of owners as bored as they were rich.
The sun was still in sight when the guards, spread all across the castle, started lighting fires on the watchtowers. They buzzed along the halls and stairs, sending the night watchmen to their posts and looking forward to their well-deserved rest.
Eventually, in a handful of minutes, a single man was left on the bastions. He, too, was supposed to leave his post and make his way to the captain’s quarters; he lay his arms on the walls instead, watching a calm sun go down in the calmest of seas.
There was nothing new in that sunset. All evenings were quiet in Anvil.
Hyeronimus Lex was not one to be easily unne
Pietro x Reader |Short and Sweet|Pietro x Reader |Short and Sweet| in Humor More Like This
“Pietro~” (Name) sang, zapping into the living area of the Maximoff flat. Literally, zapped. As in, the electricity of the whole room flickered on and off again, sparks popping from her fingertips and toes as she popped into the room.
And right on top of Pietro, who’d been reclining happily on the couch. His eyes popped wide open, staring at her and resisting the urge to freak out when she landed on top of him...out of nowhere. She grinned, snickering at his surprised little face.
“I get zhat you love zhe whole ‘zappy powers’ and things,” Pietro started, flicking a stray spark from his almost-ignited-hair, “But if you could maybe not zap around vhile I’m just sitting here, I vould appreciate it. A lot.”
“Oh, please. You know you love seeing me. You totally missed me too, right? I haven’t seen you in like, a week.” She murmured, slipping her arms around his neck and nuzzling her nose against his. Thanks
Pietro x Reader |A New Maximoff|Pietro x Reader |A New Maximoff| in General Fiction More Like This
Pregnancy was the last thing she expected to go through, especially considering how single she’d been for...basically her entire life. But strange things happened, and the next thing she knows Pietro Maximoff’s on one knee and asking her to marry him. Then sped them both off to a honeymoon following a very swift reception.
What’d she expect? This is Quicksilver, we’re talking about.
And after a year of peace, with the occasional minor villain here and there, they finally found themselves settled into the Tower with a surprise on the way. The type of surprise that most would label a surprise, and others life changing.
Because there was a baby in the mix, now.
(Name) sighed happily as she lounged on the couch, the tranquil noon air soothing. There was nothing better in the world than sprawling out on a sofa and chilling all day. And the best part was that no one could knock her for being lazy. According to the doctors, she was confined to bed/chair rest for the re
Pietro x Reader |Battle Shock|Pietro x Reader |Battle Shock| in Drama More Like This
“When you get home from a mission, you’re not supposed to go on another one two days later.” (Name) grumbled, clutching onto Pietro’s back as he zipped them through the city. They weaved through the traffic and frightened people sprinting past in the opposite direction.
Basically, away from the invasion.
“Sometimes ve can’t have vhat ve vant, Пчелка*.” Pietro chuckled, the two of them reaching the rendezvous point in a matter of seconds. “Let’s just finish zhe battle and I vill personally treat you to somezhing nice after.”
“You promise?” (Name) checked, fond of the idea of an all-expense-paid spa day (hoping that was what he had planned). “Because I’m really not feeling this battle.”
“Da, Пчелка. I’d razher not have you in zhe battle eizher, but ve vill be fine. No vorries, right? Is just simple inva
'Two Blonds Walk into a .....'Aaron and Jesse were the names of the Kings members who had returned with Rex to the spot in the Mojave where I lay near death. They were the last people I wanted to say thank you to before heading back to Goodsprings. The pair lounged against the wall, pointed out to me by the white-suited King. As the leader of the gang had another bonding moment with his dog before he set off with me again, I sauntered to the young Kings.'Two Blonds Walk into a .....' in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
They nodded at my advance.
"I just have to say thank you, personally, to both of you. I know what you did wasn't easy."
"No problem," Aaron said, slightly older of the two. He ran a hand through his greased hair. "When you're healthy, you seem to make things happen. And we knew the King wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you."
"You two really took care of me. It was a long travel, needless to say a long stretch from Freeside. You even took care of ban
Arcade and the Atomic WranglerThe Courier desperately needed this time. She hadn't looked this nice since storming out of the Lucky 38 to unwittingly have sex with Benny, and although her bones ached, her shoulder panged, and her head was sore all over, she still cleaned up well. At the moment, she was at the card table, giggling into the shoulder of Arcade Gannon, a man she had come to relate to better than any single person in the Wasteland thus far.Arcade and the Atomic Wrangler in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The dealer passed out a new round of cards, and she straightened on her stool, trying to calm herself. Though the Courier had already won a few hundred caps, Arcade was smoking the table, despite having plenty in him to drink. A crowd had assembled to watch his uncanny poker skills.
"It's.....it's all about st..stassticistis...hmm. Sta-tis-ticss." Arcade said knowledgeably, picking up his cards. He tried focusing so hard on pronouncing 'statistics' that his eyes crossed.
The Mojave Literally RevisitedThe Mojave Literally Revisited in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
In his plethora of images, Boone saw one final shot; the Courier, his beret perched on her head, her hair billowing out around her, pointed to the side. She was grinning. In the direction she pointed lay Vegas, under a shimmering night sky. She winked at him, green eyes dancing.
He'd promised her, after all, that he couldn't always be there. Reminded her of mortality.
He couldn't always be there for her, with her.
In a choked voice, Boone answered the female's question. "No."
As soon as the words were spoken, the suspension in air was gone, and he was in a smooth free-fall, that same gut feeling returning as he flew away from the bright light and spirits, and slowly, as the world fell away, Boone felt his wounds returning. His arm ached, his side. His shoulder, and his back began to throb, and a tightness in his chest prevented him from breathing properly.
He was breathing?
Arcade had jammed the needle into his lung, des
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Boone had finally fallen asleep, and the Courier had expertly swiped the key from his neck pendant, unlocking the door and slipping out to what was undoubtedly her favorite thinking spot in the entire Mojave, for multiple reasons: Dinky the Dinosaur. She knew part of it was stumbling upon Boone himself up here, but she also remembered seeing it for the first time, a comical testament to the good humor of pre-War citizens, a strange alien structure. The view up here was beautiful when tainted by moonlight, the area secluded, safe and quiet, something most places in the Mojave were not.
Now she rested on her haunches, poking her head out between the two canines Manny and Boone had worn down with their rifle stops. The motel room felt tiny, especially after her strange dream, and looking out on the unforgiving landscape always seemed to calm her for some reason. Especially now, after she'd realized today that this harsh, dry desert w
Dickens by Firelight."Ah, what the hell," Arcade said, dropping the notepad and re-situating himself on his pile of sleeping equipment. On an unmarked spot of land in the Mojave we camped, returning to New Vegas. It was dark, and by the light of the campfire Boone, Arcade and I each had one of my old pre-War books in hand, reading. Arcade had taken Oliver Twist, I had Heidi, and Boone chose Great Expectations.Dickens by Firelight. in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Sure you don't want to read this one?" Arcade had asked minutes earlier, waving A Little Princess in Boone's face. Boone had responded by rolling his eyes and jamming his back up against a rather uncomfortable-looking rock, forgoing the blankets and bedroll, grabbing the book. I sat cross-legged by Rex, who slept, not worried about literature or princesses.
When we'd first curled up with the books, Arcade insisted on taking out his notepad and jotting down notes about the story, certain the plot or themes
Halo: More than FictionThere are Halo fans, and then there are Halo fans. There are gamers who preorder the game as soon as such an opportunity is available, spend months patiently awaiting its release, attend the midnight distribution to acquire their copy, and rush home to spend hours blitzing through campaign missions. That's devotion, right? Not even close.Halo: More than Fiction in Philosophical More Like This
The Halo franchise has made a hefty impact on culture worldwide, most significantly Western culture, and millions across the globe have experienced the wonder of turning on the Xbox and hearing that timeless, haunting Gregorian melody which precludes the coming joyride. It's only natural that within the fan base there would be people who take the concept of being a "fan" to another level entirely. While many are "Normal mode" fans, these individuals would be best classified as "Legendary," or dare I say "Mythic mode" fans-- those who go above and beyond the call of duty (no pun intended) to express their love for Halo
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"But I don't see why we have to get a real tree," Jun said for the fifth time, dragging his feet in the snow. A normal human would have been bogged down by the eighteen inches of packed white flakes, but the Spartan-III moved easily, albeit reluctantly. "I mean, the folks back at Delta Base use their heads and go buy one from Uni-Mart. Where it's warm." He pulled the thick fur lining his white and gray park closer to his face to block the frigid wind. "And why are we walking when we could have just stolen a snowmobile?"
"Whiny sniper is whiny," Kat sighed. She had on a parka similar to Jun's, but hers had much more fur tacked on, and she wore a white balaclava over her face, with blue sunglasses to shield her eyes. Her boots were horrifyingly un-military, with little poofy furballs hanging on strings from the tops, just below her knees (they'll be much warmer than combat boots, she'd insisted to Carter when she picked them out at the mall in New Alexa
Excerpt from Firefight -WIP-"So. Remind me whose brilliant idea this was again?"Excerpt from Firefight -WIP- in Short Stories More Like This
Emile punctuated his question with a blast from his shotgun, gutting a Grunt that had actually been running away. He then turned and assassinated the other fleeing Grunt, snapping its neck and throwing the body aside.
"I think it was Kat's. Or Cortana's. They fight over who gets to tweak with the settings," Noble Six told him, scanning the area for more threats through the scope of her DMR. "Looks clear. We should head back into the building-- these guys appear out of nowhere."
"Leave it to Cortana to disable the dropships," Emile groaned, following Six up the hill.
They went in the back way and made a beeline for the ammo refill station. While Emile was shoving more shells into his shotgun, he continued to gripe. "And what's her deal, anyway? I mean, it doesn't even have to be bottomless clip, just regular ole' infinite ammo. I guess she likes running back and forth to this stupid thing."
"She's just trying to make it
Remembering NobleIt wasn't an impending air raid, but it sure sounded like one. The girl moaned and rolled over in her bed, her eyes fluttering open unwillingly. She tried to reach for her alarm clock, but got tangled in her sheets and, in the ensuing struggle to get free, fell out of bed, taking her covers with her. She landed in a heap on the floor and made an "oof" sound, then extricated herself awkwardly and staggered to her feet, finally able to turn the hated device off.Remembering Noble in Short Stories More Like This
It was 6:00 in the morning, still a bit dark outside. The girl drew in a hasty breath as the chilly morning air nipped at her bare toes. She immediately attacked her chest of drawers, pulling out a black and yellow jogging suit and a black tank top, which she put on hastily. She glanced in the mirror and went over to her cabinet, where she took out a jar of hair gel and slicked back her short, wavy auburn hair. This done, she went back to the bureau and put on some socks, then running shoes. Then she exited her room, l
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"We're ba-a-ack!" Emile sang, after kicking in the door. He marched in, with Jun following, still wiping his red eyes and muttering about a newly developed fear of shopping malls. Jorge, of course, was stuck carrying all the trappings, which consisted of many boxes, bags and random packages.
"What the "
The place was clean. Sparkling. Scary clean. It even smelled like Pine Sol, which was odd, because Pine Sol had ceased production in the 23rd century. At any rate, it was slightly eerie, also because no one was bumming around like usual. The place had been wiped clean and squared away
and decked with holly?
"Ooh! It's like that old song! Deck the halls with boughs ofOW!" Jun screeched as Emile twisted his ear. "Don't interrupt my festive song! And let go of my ear!"
"Ah, you're back," Kat said, stepping out to greet them. Emile's jaw nearly detached itself from his face and fell to the ground. She was wearing a red velvet turtl
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Dragonite and Will continued to chase Clay towards a dense forest. They chased with no prevail. Will hopped on Dragonite's back and they flew a rapid pace towards Clay. They charged him and they all fell onto the moist soil of the Dacian forest. Clay dropped a skull and a pokeball. Clay recovered and grabbed his items. Just after Dragonite and Will jumped up.
Clay released the pokemon inside of the pokeball. A stocky blue pokemon came out of the ball. Neither Will or Dragonite knew what the pokemon was. Will stood about 10 feet away from Clay, when he said “You're not really here! It's been a year and a half since the disasters happened! You're dead...DEAD! Coballion, use Iron Head!” The pokemon charged not at Dragonite, but at Will! Coballion sent Will flying into a tree.
As he leaned against the tree Will said “Dragonite, Fir
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"Clay!, I forgot to ask what could you possibly be doing here?" Wizom said "I was gonna start trying to earn badges here with Rogue." The red dyed riolu smiled at Wizom. "I missed you little guy" Wizom said as petting Rogue on the head. "I got some pokemon too!" Wizom sent out Squirmander and Bubble. "No way...those couldn't happen to be from...the dacian region could they?" "As a matter of fact they are, Clay." Clay looked puzzled and it was almost as if you could hear the gears rotating in his brain. "Well I can't figure out how you managed to get into the Dacian region and retrieve the pokemon." Clay finally said. "Oh I didn't get them, they were both gifts." "Oh. Lately I've been studying the Dacian region and it's just overwhelming, I can't figure how to get in or out." Clay said confused "Hold on I have a great idea!" "What is it." Wizom replied "Ok, I'm not trying to retrieve the badges, but just trying to stop Team Boulder...from reaching the Da
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The intercom on the Halberd buzzed in the middle of the night. "INTRUDER ALERT! THIS IN NOT A DRILL! PREPARE TO DEFEND!" Meta Night jumped up from his slumber. "Hmph, what nerve would inspire anyone to challenge me!?" Before Meta Knight could process this, the Great Galacta Knight busted through Meta Knight's chamber door, and slashed at him faster then Meta Knight could defend. Meta Knights Masked Cracked into two and his true identity was revealed.
"HALBERD IN CRITICAL CONDITION! ABORT SHIP IMMEDIATELY!" The two knights flew to the deck of the ship to confront each other. "I thought I was rid of you!" Meta Knight blared over the roaring engine of the Halberd. "You Should of double checked, fore now I will not just take revenge on you, but this whole solar system!" A click and a voice came from under Galacta Knight's Cloak. "SCAN COMPLETE." "and your DNA was all I needed!" Gal
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Will and Dragonite continued searching for Clay in the Dacian Region. After searching everywhere, they were lead up to a large mountain. Will hopped on Dragonite's back and flew to the top. As they landed, they both saw a figure in the middle of the mountain top. As they walked towards the middle, a being came into focus. It was Clayton! Clay! I haven't seen you for a year! Where are you seeking shelter?” Clay stared right through Dragonite and Will. He held up a blue orb. The orb started glowing. Clay set it down and began to run, still silent.
With a massive blue flash of light, a blue, four legged dragon came out of it. A roar shook the mountain. Dragonite and Will both knew what it was. “How is Dialga, the pokemon of time here!?” Dragonite asked. “I don't know! Why did Clay release it?” Dialga used Sp
Waking upHere I am again. Another no win situation. She's packing heat in the back I know it. The man in front of me is no different. He's deffinatly got a nine. My brain is spinning again, too much to drink last night I guess. I can't thing straight as I stumble forward and lean against a tall,dark suited man to catch my balance. He quickly shoves me back and gives me a disgusted look. He's just like my old man, always looking down on everything I do. My head is pulsating. "Where's an escape?", I mutter out loud. Heads turn to look at me. All eyes are fixed on me again and I'm exactly where I don't want to be. I look around and see one exit that I could make a mad dash for, if it wasn't blocked by a large man. Behind me a man pushes me forward. Just another lacky for the head boss that's out to finish me off. I stuble forward and bump into the man again. He shoots me another dark look. I feel like a lamb to the slaughter, being led slowly to my death. The man behind me pushes me again. I lookWaking up in Short Stories More Like This
For KristaI love you more than the beats I lay downFor Krista in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your the only girl i wanna hang around
and it's true
Maybe I'm not who you wanted in your life but look im here
and your my future wife
And I can't be a lyrical mastermind if I tried
cause when i'm around you i stay tongue tied
Its like everytime I breathe your the one that's on my mind
and the right words I just can't find
I've had my share of hard times
had my share of good rhymes
had my spree of street crimes
Now you got me on the straight and narrow
ive bit hit by cupid's arrow
Never given up till i got you in my arms
running through the rain and risken bodily harm
sound the alarm and my love is on fire
and ill be damned if any punk is callin me a liar
I'm the town crier of desire built from a funeral pyre
my hearts bleeding, the situation is dire
help me now cause you got me on my knees
begging for hugs and kisses that you give with ease
your always telling your self could be worst
and that im your greatest man but im only your first
Love CravingI devote my life to you people! What more do you want from me? I take your punishment and I love it! You tell me my life is all a joke but then why are you still here? No, I can't stop! I crave attention! I'm a nothing without your love! I'll do anything for your love. Do you want to see me in pain? Maybe you want me to embarrass my self? I should do something memorable and repeatable. I don't want just one, I need hordes. I need boat loads! Bring on your love! I don't care if your local or from overseas I need your love! I'm nothing without you. You're the only reason I do this at night. Maybe you want to see me alone, but you can bring friends. I dont mind. Your all just my tools. You don't mean anything to me. Only your love is important. Everyone that sees me knows my name. I have a reputation. I always make an entrance, my love. Never think your the only one for me. I control hordes. It's just what I get for being an internet celebrity.Love Craving in Short Stories More Like This
ClaustrophobicAir! I need air! It's getting tighter. The walls, I know they're moving closer. Every breath I take I can feel the air getting thinner and thinner. I flail my arms a little in some desperate attempt to save the air. Obviously to no avail. Damn! What was I thinking? Is my mind going in here? I think i'm going crazy. I feel shadows moving closer towards me. I feel surrounded now, as if 30 tiny eyes are all staring directly at me. As if they're moving closer and all of them want a piece of me. I'm frantically looking around now, looking for anyway out of this. My mouth is dry as if I'm being choked by cotton. Where's some water? Where is anything now? My sense of direction is thrown off, just like my sense of balance. I fall and hit my head hard. Where am I now? Where is everyone? No ones around me but these shadowy figures. There swarming me now. The amount has doubled I know it. 60 eyes are all around me. Getting slowly closer and closer. I can feel their dark intentions from here. GetClaustrophobic in Short Stories More Like This
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Betath and Kaawen spent a couple of weeks doing random jobs around the island and getting to know each other. They used thunderbugs to get rid of a rat problem on a moon sugar plantation, helped solve a harpy problem, and assisted some Bosmer whose host tree was ill. Betath didn’t really understand what was going on with the tree, but it distressed Kaawen quite a bit. Apparently, these wood elves had summoned a spirit to heal the tree, but a kwama farmer’s livestock had gotten loose and was trying to eat the tree spirit.
“Have you ever tried to pilot a ship through a hurricane when your entire stock of kwama eggs hatches and goes completely bug-nuts?” the elf had said. “I’ve tried it; can’t recommend it.”
Kaawen hadn’t appreciated when Betath had laughed himself silly over it.
Betath found the little wood elf fascinating. It was easy to underestimate her because she was so smal
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After a few days of feeling cold and alone, I finally said yes to the vampire. I think I’m going to learn a lot from my new friend. His name is Vallanil Stormbringer, and he and his coven, who reside in a region called the Orchard, have taken me under their protection. In three days, I haven’t been disturbed by any of Coldharbour’s creatures, and no one has suggested or even joked about biting me. Many of the Orchard’s vampires chose to live in Coldharbour instead of Nirn, mostly because there is less of a threat to their kind here. It sounds crazy, but I guess there’s a sort of strange logic to it. They were able to come and go as they pleased, and they would go to Tamriel to feed, socialize with others, or even adventure like I do.
Some of them were prisoners, however, exiled here for one reason or another. Vallanil, for instance. He made a deal with Molag Bal to bring some artifact to Coldharbour,
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As expected, Sandril towered over me. The Altmer mage was handsome—I think most Altmer men are, really—with silvery hair, hazel eyes, and a haughty manner. For all that he was a bit arrogant, he was actually very helpful. He sympathized with Vallanil’s plight and was glad to help his friend, although he let me know in no uncertain terms that it wasn’t an easy task to undertake.
“I hope you understand the difficulty of opening a portal at such a distance,” he complained.
“Well, if you think I’m asking too much—”
“No, no. Besides, you’re not the one asking. Vallanil is.”
“Nice to know you’d be there for me if I came to you for help,” I muttered.
Sandril sighed. “My apologies, Gwenyth. Of course I would help you. I have no call to complain about such a portal when it is well within the purview of my ability. Stand next to me, please.
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It was a moment Kaawen would never forget, standing there on the wall, holding Betath, kissing him in the sunset. But it couldn’t last long. After only a few moments, a guard came sauntering along on his patrol and broke the mood.
Betath glared at him and took Kaawen’s hand. “Let’s go see Captain Astanya before she leaves for the night.” He led her back up the beach to the docks, and then past a small market area to a set of stone steps leading up into the city proper.
At the top of the stairs stood a fully armored Altmer woman with graying hair and eyes so dark that it was hard to tell where the iris ended and the pupil began. She stood there with her arms folded, looking officious, eying them warily. She nodded when they walked up. “Fair evening. How are you, Betath?”
“I am well. Captain, this is Kaawenyth.”
Astanya looked her over and gave a small shrug. “State your business,
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For a moment he sat still staring at the lab wall.
Tony felt the gust of wind as the speedy mutant switched seats.
Now he sat backwards in a rolly chair, his arms propped up on the backrest and his chin resting in the crook of his elbow.
Once again, he exhaled. He began swishing his leg back and forth causing the chair to move slightly and squeak.
A gust of air hit Tony once again, signaling the movement of his unwanted companion who was now perched on a stool.
Another quick movement and he was sitting upside down in the rolly chair spinning in a slow circle.
Tony sat the wrench down with a loud clang.
“Can you do that somewhere else?” Irritation filled his tone as he glared at the silver haired man.
Pietro’s gaze was one of innocence and confusion.
“I haven’t done anything though.” Tony’s eye twitched.
“Either hold still or go bug someone else.”
He opened his mouth to argue
A Cure For Insomnia (Pietro MaximoffxReader)(y/n) always wondered why her floor had to be the farthest away from the main common area, or the “I actually want to be social” floor, as Clint called it.A Cure For Insomnia (Pietro MaximoffxReader) in Romance More Like This
It made midnight snacking a real risk, especially when you were prone to falling asleep standing up.
The door slid open at the top floor. She didn’t bother with any lights and walked straight into the kitchen. She had been making this trip almost every night for the past month.
The fridge door clicked open illuminating the room for a moment as she removed the carton of milk.
She opened the carton and placed it to her lips, tilting her head back and closing her eyes as the cool liquid hit her tongue.
“Aha!” The light’s flashed on, startling her into a coughing fit when she choked on the milk almost dropping the carton in the process.
“So you’re the one who drinks straight out of the carton.”
(y/n) blinked away tears as she tried to stop coughing. Standing in front of her was the s
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The girl stared at the table in front of her, trying to figure out what about the drawing in front of her looked off.
She squinted at the image suspiciously. Her glasses slid slightly down her nose as she scrutinized her work.
“Hey, (y/n)! Whatcha doing?”
The girl jumped and let out a yelp as her papers blew in all directions. She pressed her hand to her chest and took deep breaths trying to calm her racing heart. She turned on her assailant and glared at him.
“What have I told you about sneaking up on me?”
His arm was crossed over his chest and he had covered his mouth with his hand in an attempt to muffle his laughter.
He snickered and fully crossed his arms.
“Not to do it unless you’re in the bathroom.”
“Exactl-that is not what I told you!”
“That’s what I heard.”
“I told you never to sneak up on me.”
“I distinctly remember an <