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The Llama Who Saved the WorldIt was a rainy night when she appeared, claiming to be a researcher and wanting access to our library. Though many were wary of this traveler, King Llane decided it was best to allow her to stay. He ordered my partner and me to guard her.
As we made our way to the room that she had been assigned, she looked around with curiosity bright in her eyes. I took my chance to observe her.
She didn't look like any researcher that I had ever seen. She was beautiful, with short red hair, green eyes, and fair skin. She wore glasses and practical travel attire: a wool cloak, rough spun britches, and a light shirt. She carried a travel bag slung across her chest and leaned on a walking staff.
"Why are there no children?" she asked, startling me out of my appraisal.
I thought for a moment before answering, "Well, you see ma'am, the king's wife died giving birth to their second child and he never had the heart to remarry. He
Nuclear AftermathIt was a time of peace, love, and prosperity. A time when man helped his fellow man and there were no hardships. The Earth was lush and vibrant, a veritable bounty for the creature living upon it.
Yeah, right, when was it ever like that? I asked myself.
After three World Wars, the Earth was in shambles. A parched husk of its previous glory. Much of the wilds had died centuries ago between the encroachment of humanity and nuclear Holocaust. There was not much left, and what was around was once again being fought over.
"Central Russia was nuked yesterday," Clint stated.
"So?" I replied. "Just means that we stay indoors until whatever passes overhead is gone."
Clint glared at me over his newspaper, "Aren't you even slightly interested in what is happening in our world today, Cole?"
"It's not that I'm not interested," I answered, exasperated. This was a common argument among us. "It's
Music better than PhilosophyHis arms slowly encircled my waist as we continued dancing to the band playing Fur Elise by Beethoven. I tentatively slid my hands behind his head, pulling us closer together and resting my head against his chest. Even in heels, he was still a good head taller than me.
As we continued to sway to the music, he quietly asked, "Why am I the only one who can see them?"
I pulled back enough to look into his eyes. And just as quietly as him, I answered, "Because you've seen me before...and because I want you to."
It seemed that this suited him, so I again rested my head against his chest. My breathe hitched a little. I had never revealed that to someone before; never needed to.
I could hear the smile in his voice as he said, "Must be the music..."
I smile, You don't know the half of it.
You don't know how much I've given up for you.
Mundays-May 30, 2011-Let's talk about the bad guys!
1. What makes a good villain, in your opinion?
A good villain to me is much like a good hero: they have to have flaws. They can be all wicked and evil, but they still need to have something that gives them a little quirk; something that makes them not quite perfect; something that makes them vulnerable and therefore, they have something that even the good guys could exploit.
2. Do you tend to write more for villains or heroes?
I write more for heroes. It seems easier to write from their point of view than from a villians, but since I've never really tried it from the villians side, I suppose I should and see how I like it....not that I don't still prefer being on the good guys side.
3. Who wins more often in your stories, the good guy or the bad guy?
The good guys.
4. Have you ever written a redeemable / reformed villain? A good guy turned bad?
Not yet, but you never know, I may thro
SparringI used to spar with my sisters to hone my skills, now all I have is thin air. Sure, there's Michael, but I'm afraid I'll hurt him in the heat of the moment. He may be a man, but he's mortal and certainly has not had thousands of years of training. It's sad...pathetic really. The best exercise I get is when we're fighting one of the assassins. Well, more I'm fighting and he's running like all the dogs of Hell were on his ass, but still...
Sighing, I continue to swing my daggers through the air, twirling them intricately.
Twofer Tuesdays-June 7, 2011-For today, tell us about two enemies you've made in your life. Who are they? How do you feel about them? Is this a friendly rivalry, or the sort of battle that ends with only one person standing and the other in bits? Were you ever friends before? We want to know!
-Odin: The All-Father-I chose to defy him for one man. I chose to defy Armageddon. Now it will come down to either him or me. Fuck, I hope I win.
-Brunhilde-My sister-in-arms. The quirky little scientist who always knew how to lift my spirits. When I defied Odin, I betrayed her and all my other sisters. Maybe someday she'll forgive me.
-June 14, 2011-Today, we challenge you give us a scene/event from your character's story from the perspective of one person involved...
I had been watching him for months now; ever since he had seen me in that near-death experience he had. He had diligently done his research and now had fig
Interview with my CharactersNinja'd this from VampiricBountyHunter. Mwahahaha!
I'll use various characters from all my stories, labeling which story they come from.
1. Sylvana Mooncrest (RT)
2. Silmara (AC)
3. Ishetalia (VC)
4. Jade (Angels/Demons)
5. Tony (Misadventures of Indiana Tony (working title, bear with me))
1. Hello! How are all of you today?
Silmara: Well, I really miss Belthas, but otherwise, I'm fine, I guess. I do have Aiden to keep me company.
Ishetalia: -looks around-
Jade: How about them powers, huh?
Tony: You know, I explored this really awesome cave!
2. Let's get down to business. Are you a guy or a girl?
Sylvana: -continues to stare-
Ishetalia: I would think that's obvious.
Jade: Totally a chick!
Tony: It appears that I'm the only guy here...
3. What color is your hair? (apparently we're being interviewed in a dark room?)
Silmara: Mine's black!
Ishetalia: Deep red, alm
TS2-Of Butterflies and FairiesThe park was idyllic. Luminescent butterflies flew around with fairies chasing them. A brown haired little girl chased the fairies trying to catch them.
"Alright, Alesiya, time to go," an elderly, white haired lady called.
"But I don't want to!" Sara yelled back.
"We have too, Sara. You're party is tonight, do you want to miss it?" the lady asked.
Sara came running over to here. "Let's go, Marie!" she said excitedly.
Marie chuckled and picked the little girl up.
Sara awoke feeling content but excited. The dream had been much better than the one the week before. She wondered who Marie was. She was reminded of her grandmother.
Sara got up and ready for the day. It was bright and sunny outside. She decided to wear shorts and T-shirt.
She came bounding down the stairs, ready to meet the new day.
"You're not wearing that, young lady," her father said, barely lookin
Hacked (Supah's Backstory)"Alright, start him up." a voice commanded in a faint tone.
Start Up Sequence Engaged
5U-P4H-31 Starting Up
The words blinked a bright white in the cyborg's dark vision. Suddenly, his surroundings flickered, and his eyes quickly adjusted to the bright light above him to allow him to see.
The cyborg found himself laying down on a metal table with men in black suits and white lab coats surrounding him,
5U-P4H-31 Fully Engaged
More words flashed in his vision, and he sat up and glanced around.
"Well...this one didn't blow up..." a man in a lab coat said, wiping some sweat off his forehead.
"But does he function correctly?" a man in a suit replied.
"Let's see..." another man in a lab coat murmured as he approached the table the cyborg was sitting on. "Uh...do you know your name?" he asked the cyborg.
The cyborg shook his head.
"Your name is 5U-P4H-31. You are the thirty-first of your kind, and you seem to be the only one that has worked
CE - Warm Welcome InformationBasic Information
Name: Warm Welcome
Gender: Genderless, but referred to as male
Age: 9 yrs since heart token was placed
Height: 70 cm
Ears: Perky Long
Tail: Multi-knotted long slim
Accents: Ribbons, wings, multi-knots, lace trim, aura
- Parties and gatherings
- Pretty decorative cupcakes (which makes him reluctant to eat them, but his appetite always wins over in the end)
- Tie-die patterns
- Ribbons (especially silky ones)
- Games (poker, board games, hide-and-seek, etc.)
- Pillow fights (he absolutely loves these along with a variety of other sleepover activities)
- Baking (but he has to be extra careful as not to burn himself)
- Grouchy people (because he’s convinced he will be able to make them happier
Prelude: Alice Liddell vs. Dante Alighieri
Madness Abe: Literature is a strange thing. It can greatly influence things for years to come and be open to varying forms of interpretation. The 14th Century epic Inferno of the Divine Comedy and Lewis Carrol's own Alice's Adventures in Wonderland are no exception to this.
Insanus Abe: And today, we're looking at two gothic and dark incarnations of those two books!
The Gentleman: Dante Alighieri, the crusader who went into the mouth of hell and back!
The Lady: And Alice Liddel, the mentally broken lass who fought through a screwed up Wonderland!
Madness Abe: Returning to co-host is the Gentleman, accompanied by new coming co-host in this booth, The Lady, and together we'll analyze each fighter's weapons, armor, and skills to see who would win a Death Battle!
Age: 19 as of the events of Alice Madness Returns
Occupation: Maid (formerly)
Prelude: Kratos vs. Kain
Madness Abe: Sometimes, the hero of a story isn't always a valiant knight in shining armor that saves others and does good. Sometimes they can be conceited bastards who only serve themselves and willing to do morally questionable acts to further their own agendas.
Insanus Abe: And sometimes, the world they live in is a crapsack world where right or wrong and good or evil are flipped on their head, with no real side or difference. A world where fate itself is out to get the hero and they're the closest thing to a hero that this world needs; willing to above all else, give a huge "Fuck You" to fate itself.
The Gentleman: Kratos, the Ghost of Sparta...
The Lady: And Kain, the Savior of Nosgoth!
Madness Abe: Joining is today are Death Battle veterans and co-hosts, The Gentleman and the Lady, and together we'll analyze each fighter's weapons, armor, and skills to find out who would win a Death Battle!
Bucky X Reader: Facing My Demons (part 4)The radio was turned down low, nothing more then background music. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, the aching in your back beginning to bother you.
There was a sign that said there was a 24 hour convenience store 1 mile ahead. Maybe you would stop there get some aspirin. And maybe some other things like milk, bread, eggs, all of the things that weren't at the beach house. But then there was Bucky. Did he trust you to go in a store by yourself without trying to contact someone? And if he did trust you, could you trust him not to drive off without you? You doubted he would do that since he needed you for information, but you still didn't feel he was trustworthy.
"Hey." You said in a low voice. "There's a small store coming up ahead. I'm going to stop and get a few things. Do you trust me to go in without you?" When he didn't respond you snapped your fingers near his face. Nothing.
Feeling slightly unnerved by his silence you started rambling. "Look, the only reason I
FIOLEE: Don't need saving Ch. 10
Don’t need saving: Ch. 10
‘Did he really save me?’ Fionna wondered. Could it have been him, the monster that was fighting for her? No, it couldn’t have been. Her mind was all jumbled up; almost as if her brain had been shaken up inside her skull.
Why was he being so nice to her anyway? He was a bad boy. Bad boys didn’t really save people, but enjoyed waiting them get hurt.
Oh but how could she forget about their talk? He hadn’t seen bad then. He just looked almost confused and hurt as if being nice only caused him heartache. Could that even be a reason to make a good person go bad?
After listening to him play for a couple of hours, she found herself relaxing with his melody. She had had the fear of having him do anything around her while she was completely defenseless. But now instead of worrying she was finally able to feel all her hurts and pain she had heard the doctor talk about.
Letting her eyes fall to
Verden-An Introduction to Drakes
Drakes are dragon-kin that have four legs but no wings. They are typically covered in much harder scales than any other dragon-kin, some with scales even harder than any True Dragon. They have the fire breath of True Dragons, though it isn't very impressive in most cases, with some Drakes only able to blow smoke. While a few True Dragons have no wings, the difference between the Drakes and those few species is very clear-Drakes are not capable of speech.
Drakes are actually fairly sociable creatures, living together in small groups of anywhere between 2 to 10 individuals. They also enjoy the company of people, and are easy enough to train to take a rider, or to simply be a friendly family pet.
There are seven subspecies of Drake, and each are described on their individual pages. What follows is a brief list:
The Rumble Drake has the hardest back scales of any drake, and is one of the three species with horns on its snout.
Monkey D. AikaMonkey D. Aika
Name: Monkey D. Aika
Nickname(s): Wolf Princess, Cutie, Little Sis (called this by Luffy, Nami, and even Franky sometimes)
Birthday: May 3
Birthplace: Wolf Paw Island in the New World
Weight: 75 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Chocolate Brown
Representative smell: Wolf fur and rose buds
Favorite food: Cookies (except Oatmeal Raisin)
Favorite drink: Cream soda
Favorite season and island: Any kind of island as long as there's snow. She also prefers an island with cookies.
Representative nationality: Brazil
Devil Fruit: Mutt-Mutt Fruit; Honshu Wolf Model (an SAD Devil Fruit)
Crew: Straw Hat Pirates
Personality: At first, she is shy, timid, and lonely due to what happened to her in the past, but then it is revealed that she is very friendly and sweet, and also very silly. However, she also expresses a great fear of the Marines. Whenever she sees the insignia, she will have a mental breakdown
Fallen (Lunicorn)"L-Luna..." Alicorn choked out, heavy sobs racking her body, "Y-you fucking birdbrain... You're not supposed to leave me!" Tears streamed down the pony hybrid's face as she hugged her dying friend in a tight embrace. Alicorn and Luna had been on the run for weeks now, and while they both had fought hard, they couldn't keep it up forever. During a recent battle, Luna had taken multiple blows from a particularly aggressive enderman in order to spare Alicorn, and the fallen angel's wounds were quickly proving to be quite serious. They had already lost their other friends, Dan, Icee, Velvet... all of them. They were all each other had left.
"Hey..." Luna said, pulling away from Alicorn and gazing fondly into her bright blue eyes, "Friend it's okay. I'm your meat shield." Coughing up some blood, Luna wiped away a smear of blood from her partner's cheek and smiled weakly. "T-That enderman can go suck DoD's moldy dick."
"NO!" Alicorn half sobbed, half shouted, "I'M SUPPOSED TO PROTECT YOU! YO
List-o-Mania Fridays-June 10, 2011-Morgan Freeman could narrate the phone book for me and I'd be happy. But alas, we have to narrate our bucket lists ourselves. So share with us your character's bucket list-- the things they'd like to do before they die.
-protect Michael at all costs
-travel to more than just the battlefield
-gain some allies
-tell Michael that I love him
-stop the war
-be something more that just a fallen Valkyrie
-June 17, 2011-Nicknames, maiden names, aliases or titles. List the things people have called you over the years.
-my little pet
-That Winged Bitch
-June 24, 2011-List....
5 things you're into right now
-Protecting what I love
-Defying the All-Father and Prophecy
-Chocolate-chip Cookie Dough Ice Cream (Hey, a girl's gotta have a vice!)
4 things that you used to be into, but aren't anymore
-Being a good little robot of a Valkyrie
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