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The Wolves of M'Roark
In a large meadow, a lone stag grazed, oblivious of the danger lurking nearby. At the meadow's edge, which was then overrun with forest and wood, five wolves assessed the situation, as a huge wolf with a pelt black as the evening covering powerful muscles built for running, and around his neck was a tribal collar beholding a spherical moonstone. His yellow eyes narrowed as he growled, "The three of us shall set the trap. Hiddenheart, Sunfall, you know what to do..."
"Yes, Lord Nightsky," replied the two addressed wolves. Sunfall was a strong she-wolf with goldenrod fur and hazel eyes whereas Hiddenheart was a great silver wolf with eyes of amber. He wore around his neck a collar of leather strung with beads of turquoise and petrified wood and a moonstone of his own, marking him his pack's mage, that along with his two tails. His paws itched with anticipation as he prepared for his and Sunfall's job. They needed this kill in light of coldpelt. T
Could this Day Get Any Worse?Matthew Andrews fumbled with his keys, as he attempted to open the door to his apartment while also carrying his bags of groceries. After two minutes of struggling to get the right key in the lock, dropping them twice, and a few curses, he managed to get the door open. He dropped the heavy plastic bags off in his small kitchen before walking over to his living room and flopping down onto his couch. He ran his fingers through his messy brown hair and sighed. Today had been a really bad day for him.More Like This
It seemed bad luck was just following him today. The day started off with his alarm clock not going off, so he ended up scrambling to get to work on time...and failing to do so. That didn't go well with his boss. Matthew worked as a secretary for a small law firm run by a few owners, his bosses. One of them on particular didn't like Matthew, and would take any chance he could to yell at him.
Then later that day, his computer crashed. Meaning he had to borrow a laptop from a co worker by
A Bad DreamI was just a child then, so small and innocent, completely oblivious to the world and the war that was burning it. I was just a child, living in a good home with kind and loving parents in the capital city, it was such a large city. I went to a very nice school and played with friends whenever I got the chance. These were the reasons why I never asked any questions about it or ever wondered if we were safe or not. The war also started about a year after I was born so I always thought the soldiers driving through our neighborhood and the fighter jets roaring through the skies to be normal. A few times I was concerned when soldiers would pass by as I saw the frightened look on my mother and fathers faces, I always thought it was strange.More Like This
Why did they look so scared? These are our soldiers, the ones protecting us, so why did my parents seem so scared around them? I would often ask myself that, but I was just a child and a child wouldn't be able to handle what was happening, or, what was a
The CollectorKirsten opened her eyes to a sagging wood ceiling. The sun blinded her from outside the dusty window. In punishment for moving her head, a lightning bolt of pain shot up her spine. The hard bench she was laying on appeared to be in the back corner of the room. The girl sat up and cried out.More Like This
Crying both from pain and confusion, Kirsten stumbled across the room trying to hold onto the many wooden tables. Staggering, she ended up tripping over one of the toolboxes and falling onto the floorboards. "Owwwww!" She sobbed.
The door swung open, its rusty hinges threatening to snap. It smack into the girl on the floor. "Awww. My Kirsten has woken up." A man stepped inside, flashing a cocky smile. Squatting down, he tilted her head so she was staring into his eyes. "Are you hurt? Like some water, hun?"
Kirsten nodded. "This is some sort of mistake, right?" the girl asked as she attempted to stand again. "You don't wanna hurt me do ya?" She managed a small smile.
California, baby!Genevieve and Lars Kerovach were waiting by the train station, luggage in hand, when a chilly wind rolled by. Genevieve shivered and curled up into Lars’ arms. “Lars, baby, it’s cold! When are we going to get on the train?”More Like This
“Don’t worry, baby! The train comes in 15 minutes. The guy at the booth said so. Then, you and I will be off to Santa Fe in no time! Partying and gambling in the beach and relaxing in the casinos! Oh, yeah!”
“Don’t you mean ‘partying and gambling in the casinos and relaxing at the beach’? Also, I don’t think California has casinos, only Vegas…”
The wind blew in again and blew Genevieve’s floral dress up, which she shyly kept tugging at, along with her big straw hat.
“I can’t wait, Genevieve! It’s going to be beautiful over there! Big palm trees and glistening waters! I can almost taste it!”
“I bet it’ll be nothing like the cities here! Oh, I
Whatever Happened To The Dazzlings? "Weeee wiiiill beee adoooored! Tell us that you waaaant us! Weee won't be ignooooored!"More Like This
It was no use. No matter what the three girls tried, the Dazzlings simply couldn't sing without their pendants. The unpleasant screeching issuing from their mouths sounded similar to the peculiar shrieks of a dying cat. Sonata Dusk looked like she was about to cry, Aria Blaze looked like she was going to punch something, and Adagio Dazzle was expressionless, possibly in disbelief. They had been singing for centuries, enveloping anypony to hear it with a hypnotic melody, and now they were just three normal girls who wouldn't dare return to Canterlot High.
After the (pathetic) Rainbooms had used magic (to cheat, the Sirens thought bitterly) and broke their pendants with some gigantic rainbow-magic unicorn thing of friendship, the Dazzlings had actually been booed off the stage. The idea of their music being hated had previously been completely ridiculou
MichaelineDaniel Fredericks was not a happy man. He must’ve been, a long time ago. Back when he had a family, and a life. Back before he abandoned his childhood friend and true love, a girl named Mabelle, for the affections of a more beautiful woman. Back before he married her and spent all of his funds on an elaborate home for them to live in. But Martha Fredericks had run off years ago, choosing a man that was both rich and handsome rather than her husband and two children. The boy had gotten to age eighteen before running away to the countryside. It was only a week later when they found his body dumped in a ditch, already crawling with maggots. Their baby daughter, Elizabeth, had caught influenza and had died peacefully in her sleep. Now Daniel lived alone in a drafty mansion, air thick and heavy with lost and empty memories of pleasure.More Like This
Daniel had boarded over the childrens’ rooms, keeping their clothes and toys where they had left them, almost as if they had never left, or perha
the randomic chronicles- part 6(mod's carrier, bridge)- i had just finished giving the speech to the troops, and i sat in the captains chair, pulling my helmet over my head, and rubbing a hand subconsciously over my eyepatch. it brought back so many painful memories, but the one that stood out the most, was krystal's reaction when she saw it. of course, her jaw dropped at what happened to my face, but when i explained myself, the look of disbelief turned to one of sympathy. which was deserved, considering all the shit i've been through over the years. anyway, staring at the floor through my good eye, i felt a pair of arms wrap around my neck, but as i went to flip the person over me, i heard a feminine chuckle."you're too easy to startle kyle. it's almost comedic." krystal replied, using her arms to catapult herself from behind me, into my lap, all the while smiling at me."yeah well, i would've announced myself before sneaking up on a war veteran. i'm still a little jumpy after that business with the anglars, you knMore Like This
Operation:ANEW(update)(im planning on a fallout story this one should be easy since everything i do in fallout will be written down and posted onto deviant art this is a multi universe story i will add aliens and stuff this combines fallout 3 and new vegas as well as some original ideas and i wanted to make a little story on fallout for a year now oh and anything you dont normally see in the game may be because i have downloaded some mods and or have privately made mods made by me that are not downloadable sorry) UPDATE AT THE BOTTOMMore Like This
launched by:general hiltz
forces:enclave,brotherhood of steel and outcasts,united states military,boomers,ncr,terran starship command
current locations:nevada,DC,point lookout(i think its georgia not sure),mothership zita,california,anchorage alaska
bases:citadel pentagon,adams airforce base,raven rock,rivet city,area 51,nellis airforce base,various enclave bases and outposts,various brotherhood bases and outposts
A multi force operation to reb
the randomic chronicles- chapter 5(orbit above devianta, mod's carrier, third person POV)- "yes, m'lord, we have our quarry tied up securely in my quarters as we converse. the dog will have no choice but to head to the capital. he loves his mate too much to see her hurt." mod replied to an unseen voice, that carried an air of formality to it."very good mod. i shall send word to the ground troops that we have his mate in custody. they'll clear a path for him, and when he surrenders, we'll imprison them both for this little rebellion." the voice replied, while mod laughed along with it."yes lord randomicus, until next we meet." mod replied, cutting the link between devianta and mod's face, before whirling around at his bodyguards."keep an eye out for any intruders on the ship. while i put full faith in lord randomicus' plan, i still like to be an ounce cautious when it comes to that mutt. he's probably sent fighters to distract us while he pummels the capital, or whatever goes through his tiny little mind." mod replied,More Like This