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Project Noah's Ark Ep3 Pt6: Powerful Pouched Lions

Okay, Happy Valentines Day, and a lot of work here. Somethings came up, a lot of tech issues as well as personal things in life be it family or work-related. However, I’m glad to finally share this with you. Huge thanks to @DemonHunterZT2 for the Thylacoleo as without him, this series would have never happened. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 6: Powerful Pouched Lions Nine Miles Away, Scrubland Queensland 65,000 B.C.E. The herd of Diprotodon trudges through the outback. Tons of marsupial kicking up dust as they move across the outback. Colleen and John have a herd of giant marsupials and an opportunity for a breeding colony with the male back home. They just need to get one or two of them away from the herd. As Colleen ducks back down, one of the females brushes against the jeep before moving on. Glancing to John she asks, “Got any ideas?” The herd of Diprotodon

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Survival/Brain fog

I don't know how to live this life. Not exactly. No. Sometimes not at all. All I know is survival. And I do crave calmness and serenity, but I see no way of obtaining it. I forgot how to breathe. Maybe I don't even have to know how. My lungs do a poor job of keeping me present, but at least one of us does it. If it was left to me, I would not know how. I lose myself in deepest thoughts. Darkest. Most cruel. And I try to shake it off, but this stain will not come off, no matter how hard I try. I try to look out the window. To focus on something else. I see a bird freezing on a withering branch and I think about fragility. The loop continues. I look away. My skin starts itching. Why? ? ? ? I'd much prefer to jump out of my own skin. How do I do that? ? ? ? Why haven't I learned it? ? ? ? Can one...? Learn...? It...? Can one...? Jump? Off the cliff...? No. No. No. Not this again. Please. Jump...? Focus. Please. ... ... ... Can one jump out of one's skin...? Yes. That was the question. But

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LA- Theatre Walls

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LA- Theatre Walls pt3

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First Prize: Quill

Not Good. Very not good. Quill leapt over a book on the floor, the pages crumpled and spine facing up. His hand brushed the embossed title as he slipped less than an inch over it and stumbled on the other side of the tome. Something crashed as he regained his momentum and ran. There had to be a place in the study that he could hide. It looked like a study, anyway. Bookshelves from floor to faraway ceiling, thick carpet worn with age, an enormous work desk cluttered with papers.His pen was still up on that desk, but he didn’t see himself having a chance to retrieve it. Considering how alarmed his current adversary had been to see him, he d...

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VI

VI. Distrust and Ruin A cool breeze lightly touched his face. It felt good. Qwerty took a shaky breath of this fresh air, still barely awake. He thought vaguely that he ought to remember something. Nothing immediately came to mind.He didn't recognize the surface he lay on. But that hardly seemed to matter. He breathed slowly, in no hurry to wake up. Suddenly, though, something nudged him on the shoulder. It was large, whatever it was. He remembered.With a gasp, he sat up, his eyes snapping open. He'd lain on the palm of a Varan, the one that had captured him and carried him off. The Varan had just nudged him with his index finger, and retr...

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III. The Rules Followed Qwerty didn't wait to see where the Varan decided to land. He dashed back behind the hill and started to run towards the other side. He tripped slightly when a tremor shook through the ground. It had landed barely fifty yards behind the hill! He kept running, to the nearest cave entrance to the warren. More tremors told him that the impossibly giant creature was walking briskly somewhere. Rule 3: If a Varan is near, find the nearest hiding place. He looked into the entrance to the cave. The shaking in the ground caused several small rocks and lots of dust to shake from the ceiling of the cave. It didn't seem very sa...

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The Winter's Fury Chapter 3

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Bequest Chapter 1

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As Orcs Like It, Chapter 1 (WIP)

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The Price of Curiosity - Chapter 1

I shook the stone desperately in my hand and kept trying. Nothing. “Uh-oh,” I whispered under my breath and ran, picking up the stone as I went. I couldn’t stay here, not with that monster approaching. I ran away from the steps the giant had come down, hoping to hide in some nearby bushes. But this was just a fantasy. And, honestly, he might not have seen me if I hadn’t have ran. * * * I should probably explain how I got into this mess.“What? You saw one?”I was standing in my Dad’s research lab, surrounded by chattering assistants in white coats and my balding, bespectacled Dad – also wearing a white coat but...

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Guardian pt10~ Zoro x Reader

You stretch happily, relaxing under the waterfall. It was cold but refreshing as you cleaned off some of the grim on you. Zoro had objected to you going off alone but you convinced the Guardian it was okay. You hum as you finish washing up and wade back over to your clothes, getting out and drying off before starting to dress, you hear an odd noise and look around warily, reaching for your katana. The leaves burst open and you grab your katana hilt, pausing and blinking at the gold fox. You blink at each other and he sits down with a cute little head tilt, blue eyes blinking up at you. "You're so cute..." You breathe a...

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Unveiled: Older! Ciel x Reader

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Project Noah's Ark Ep3 Pt6: Powerful Pouched Lions

Okay, Happy Valentines Day, and a lot of work here. Somethings came up, a lot of tech issues as well as personal things in life be it family or work-related. However, I’m glad to finally share this with you. Huge thanks to @DemonHunterZT2 for the Thylacoleo as without him, this series would have never happened. ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 6: Powerful Pouched Lions Nine Miles Away, Scrubland Queensland 65,000 B.C.E. The herd of Diprotodon trudges through the outback. Tons of marsupial kicking up dust as they move across the outback. Colleen and John have a herd of giant marsupials and an opportunity for a breeding colony with the male back home. They just need to get one or two of them away from the herd. As Colleen ducks back down, one of the females brushes against the jeep before moving on. Glancing to John she asks, “Got any ideas?” The herd of Diprotodon

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I don't know how to live this life. Not exactly. No. Sometimes not at all. All I know is survival. And I do crave calmness and serenity, but I see no way of obtaining it. I forgot how to breathe. Maybe I don't even have to know how. My lungs do a poor job of keeping me present, but at least one of us does it. If it was left to me, I would not know how. I lose myself in deepest thoughts. Darkest. Most cruel. And I try to shake it off, but this stain will not come off, no matter how hard I try. I try to look out the window. To focus on something else. I see a bird freezing on a withering branch and I think about fragility. The loop continues. I look away. My skin starts itching. Why? ? ? ? I'd much prefer to jump out of my own skin. How do I do that? ? ? ? Why haven't I learned it? ? ? ? Can one...? Learn...? It...? Can one...? Jump? Off the cliff...? No. No. No. Not this again. Please. Jump...? Focus. Please. ... ... ... Can one jump out of one's skin...? Yes. That was the question. But

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LA- Theatre Walls pt3

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First Prize: Quill

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III. The Rules Followed Qwerty didn't wait to see where the Varan decided to land. He dashed back behind the hill and started to run towards the other side. He tripped slightly when a tremor shook through the ground. It had landed barely fifty yards behind the hill! He kept running, to the nearest cave entrance to the warren. More tremors told him that the impossibly giant creature was walking briskly somewhere. Rule 3: If a Varan is near, find the nearest hiding place. He looked into the entrance to the cave. The shaking in the ground caused several small rocks and lots of dust to shake from the ceiling of the cave. It didn't seem very sa...

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The Winter's Fury Chapter 3

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Literature

The Kissing Stuff (Sebastian X Teen!Reader)

The Phantomhive Manor was experiencing an abnormally calm day. Usually something would go wrong, such as Mey-Rin clumsily breaking much more expensive china, Finnian slaughtering the gardens once more, or Baldroy attempting to pass of charcoal as an edible meal. But oddly enough, nothing. Not even any signs of men from some mafia tried to break into the manor.That left Sebastian with nothing to really do, and one could dare to say that the demon was bored. He decided to busy himself with preparing a suitable lunch for the Phantomhive household down in the kitchen.That is; until fifteen year old (F/n) Phantomhive entered the kitchen and wal...

Literature

Unveiled: Older! Ciel x Reader

Ciel had told Lord Grey to be quiet then silently stared out the window. Seated next to Ciel, you occasionally look over at him trying to piece together what could have made you guilty in his eyes. ‘The only evidence brought to mind is the fact that you were reading that book about poison when he came to get you and probably saw it even though you did not mention it until later. Plus he confessed to having feelings for you that very same day, if he cares so much how can he throw you to the wolves without definitive proof? Perhaps you were set up by some outside force and that was the reason for you being kidnapped, not that Cie...

Literature

My Little Raven. (Sebastian Michaelis x Reader)

"My little raven, aren’t you afraid? Afraid that you can’t fly away anymore? Don’t worry my raven, for I will be your loyal servant until the end of time. I will never leave your side, even in your darkest hours." You opened your weary eyes from these so called, ‘nightmares’, you’ve recently been having to the sound of the melodic voice of your butler.“Good morning, my lady. I have prepared a poached salmon, with the side of freshly bakes scones, and a side of the finest of tea imported from China. I hope you find it to your liking.” Oh yeah… now you remember. That, butler , was Sebastian Michaelis.The sunlight shun through the spotless...

Deviation Actions

Project Noah's Ark Ep3 Pt6: Powerful Pouched Lions

Survival/Brain fog

Can't Be Happening

LA- Theatre Walls

LA- This Territory Is Still Weird Shaped pt7

LA- Theatre Walls pt3

First Prize: Quill

VI

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The Winter's Fury Chapter 3

Bequest Chapter 1

As Orcs Like It, Chapter 1 (WIP)

Amnesia (G/t)

The Price of Curiosity - Chapter 1

Forest Encounter

Misjudged pt7~ Zoro x Reader

Guardian pt10~ Zoro x Reader

Birthday Splash Zoro X Reader

The Kissing Stuff (Sebastian X Teen!Reader)

Unveiled: Older! Ciel x Reader

My Little Raven. (Sebastian Michaelis x Reader)

Project Noah's Ark Ep3 Pt6: Powerful Pouched Lions

Survival/Brain fog

Can't Be Happening

LA- Theatre Walls

LA- This Territory Is Still Weird Shaped pt7

LA- Theatre Walls pt3

First Prize: Quill

VI

III

The Winter's Fury Chapter 3

Bequest Chapter 1

As Orcs Like It, Chapter 1 (WIP)

Amnesia (G/t)

The Price of Curiosity - Chapter 1

Forest Encounter

Misjudged pt7~ Zoro x Reader

Guardian pt10~ Zoro x Reader

Birthday Splash Zoro X Reader

The Kissing Stuff (Sebastian X Teen!Reader)

Unveiled: Older! Ciel x Reader

My Little Raven. (Sebastian Michaelis x Reader)

Crown Prince Aric WIP

Description

Project Noah's Ark Ep3 Pt6: Powerful Pouched Lions

Survival/Brain fog

Can't Be Happening

LA- Theatre Walls

LA- This Territory Is Still Weird Shaped pt7

LA- Theatre Walls pt3

First Prize: Quill

VI

III

The Winter's Fury Chapter 3

Bequest Chapter 1

As Orcs Like It, Chapter 1 (WIP)

Amnesia (G/t)

The Price of Curiosity - Chapter 1

Forest Encounter

Misjudged pt7~ Zoro x Reader

Guardian pt10~ Zoro x Reader

Birthday Splash Zoro X Reader

The Kissing Stuff (Sebastian X Teen!Reader)

Unveiled: Older! Ciel x Reader

My Little Raven. (Sebastian Michaelis x Reader)