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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
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
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
The Smiling Stallion (Creepypasta story)I never feared thunderstorms until recently... Now, some people might think, why is that person afraid of a silly thunderstorm? Well let me just say, that storm was dark, cold, and frightening. And that wasn't the encounter I had within it.
It was the late fall in Massachusetts, . The sky was cloudy at first, leading me to believe nothing would happen. Now I lived in one of the more rural, secluded areas I might add.
I was walking home from my job, as the inviting scents of fall surrounded me. The crisp air bit at my nose and little clouds left my mouth. The sharp rumble of thunder hit me and I stared up at the cloudy grey sky. I muttered hoping that it wouldn't rain, and I continued along my way at a brisk pace. The rain started falling, light and somewhat peaceful at first, but it quickly turned into a furious downpour. I pulled my coat tightly around me as I walked. I cursed at my rotten luck remembering my car had broken down that morning.
*I wouldn't be getting drenched right now
Revenge 2:Serpentine Ch.14Jordan opened his eyes slowly, glancing around with dizzied vision. He took a few moments to assess his surroundings, trying to gather his bearings. The haze in his vision wore off, but his mind remained unfocused.
Suddenly, he was alert. The gas had worn off. He began to thrash in his restraints, but could hardly move at all.
"Well, well, well," Dan's voice hissed from a corner of the room. He emerged from the shadows hiding him, his pupils flashing red. "Still kicking I see. I'll have you know, Jordan, that this is the final stretch. After this, it'll be time to say goodbye to your mind."
Jordan shook his head and struggled in the belts keeping him to the metal table. Dan smiled and pulled out an IV, proceeding to stick the needle in Jordan's arm. Jordan began to fight in his restraints once again, his eyes flickering red.
Dan smirked and ran a hand through Jordan's hair to soothe him. "How's that pathetic little mind of yours anyway? All fuzzy?" Dan asked as Jordan responded w
EL DEMONIO ES MI ANGEL NEGROEL DEMONIO ES MI ÁNGEL NEGRO
Anterior Capitulo 8.
-Lo-lo s-sien-nto…f-Fionna…- Decía el pelinegro entrecortadamente, que este fue interrumpido por la rubia.
-N-no Marshall, vas a estar bien.- Respondía la chica de forma alterada y triste aun llorando, mientras intentaba levantarse, para así llevar al pelinegro a su casa, como podía, desesperadamente para poder salvarlo…
“Los Fragmentos de amor en los preciosos pensamientos que se decía no ser nuestro destino, pues la felicidad es solo un sueño ¿Lo puedes ver?”
Despertó sin agonizar,.. como si aun permaneciera en ese sueño, en el que todo sería mejor, pero no era un sueño, pues lo que ex pectaría seria su perdición, estando con la dueña de su posible alma y corazón, esa noche se prevalecía en quedar calmada y silenciosa, cayó en los brazos directos de ese "ángel
Revenge 2:Serpentine Ch.13The next couple of days were spent with Dan dragging Jordan out and forcing Lewis and Sky to watch him be tortured. Dan would whip him in vain until he bled and was snarling with rage, then sedate him with an injection of some sort once he was done. Multiple times had the brothers tried to interfere, but they were held back by guards.
"You little cunt!" Sky yelled and strained against the guards holding him back, attempting to pry himself from their grip.
Dan smirked and gave Jordan a forceful kick to the ribs. Jordan struggled to stand, but immediately fell back down. Dan had decided Jordan didn't need to be restrained back since he would instantly weaken due to the kicks and whips.
"...f-f*ck...you..." Jordan muttered, receiving another kick. He fell over, but he managed to get back to his knees.
Dan stomped down of Jordan's injured hand, smiling insanely as he screamed in pain. Jordan's eyes flickered red, and a crimson flame erupted in his free hand, but it died out in a matter of
Injustice DLC: StarfireStarfire
Voiced by: Hynden Walch
Classification: Power character
Biography: A princess from the planet of Tamaran, Koriand'r came to earth after being betrayed by her sister. Becoming a member of the Teen Titans and calling herself Starfire, she became a protector of a new world.
Intro: Flies into frame, with glowing green eyes and star bolts charges around her hands; shes shoots forward two star bolts and her eyes and hands return to normal, and she says "If we must fight, I will!"
Idle Stance: Floats above the ground with her arms extended from the elbow out to her sides, fists clenched
Post-Round Taunt: Flies further into the air and does a loop-de-loop
Outro: Flies backward slightly then says "You should not have tried to fight me!" then looks up at the sky and takes off
* Star Bolt - Throws forward
Although its true mechanics are a relative mystery despite the extensive acknowledgement of its existence in ancient history, Mega Evolution is a powerful process that is only beginning to be understood by the scientific community as a whole. Completely different from normal evolution, Mega Evolution is a temporary but surprising power that only a select few species of Pokemon can ever obtain, marked in battle by devastating force and bizarre anatomical changes that push Pokemon beyond the biological limits they were initially designed with. Only a select few trainers will ever come to see what Mega Evolution can do in battle, but for those that do, it is a heart-rending experience that will forever change how one conducts combat and, perhaps more importantly, how close one feels to their Pokemon after seeing the true heights of their ultimate power.
The origins of Mega Evolution have proven to be impossible to discern within the confines of Pokemon the
Blood 'N' Fluff (( Part 4 ))Climber walks off to his wagon and lays his pick ax down off to the side. Then he just sits there. He stares at the ground, thinking about the murder that he committed. He started to chuckle, that then turned into a crazy laugh. "HaHa! I-I never felt so alive! I feel so free! So happy! And....so deadly....hehehehehHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" He continued to laugh on and on. After he was done with his laughing, Big Bad appeared.
Climber smiled at him. And he smiled back. "So, YoU sEeM rEaDy FoR yOuR kIlLiNg SpReE, aReN't YoU?" He asked. Climber just couldn't stop laughing, he felt so happy. He can feel the heart in his chest thumping with excitement. He looked at him. "Oh. Am I ever.....hehehe." He said. Big Bad grinned even wider. "ThEn Be ReAdY tOmOrRoW nIgHt." He said, and disappeared. Climber looked off into the distance. He lays down and closes his eyes. Dreaming.....
The Next Day...
Climber wakes up and looks around. He sits up, and he notices something on the nearby train tracks.
Bete Noire It was windy out today, with a small chill that would chap the tip of your nose. Sean didn’t mind this, the cold was his best friend, and after all, it kept him alive. He was tall, 8 foot 11 inches when he stood up straight. He was the ruler of this island, the island Montresor. He’d bought it from humans who had recently found it, he himself was no human. He was something far different from a human, as was everyone on the island. They were monsters, banishing themselves to Montresor to escape the constant harassment and hate of the humans. The humans had never liked them, even though some of the monsters had once been humans, Sean being one of those. Sean was once a human, only a small child; died in a fire. But that was some 200 years ago. Now he was a pale white yogurt monster, yes, yogurt. It’s a bit strange to think that someone is made of yogurt, but underestimating him is the worst thing to do. He’s able to control his body tem
Mega StonesMega Stones are the central key to initiating Mega Evolution and are among the rarest of items in the world, only found within the confines of the otherwise diverse habitats of the Kalos region. Every species of Pokemon that has the capacity to Mega Evolve possesses its own unique Mega Stone that can only be activated through the positive emotions of trainers, transferred into reactive light energy through the technology of the Mega Ring. Each species will change in a different manner when given the opportunity to Mega Evolve, but in all circumstances, it will make them far more powerful than they normally ever could be and in turn transform them into devastating beasts that only the most powerful and skilled of trainers will ever be able to overcome.
LIST OF MEGA STONES
Abomasite: This Mega Stone enables Abomasnow to Mega Evolve into Mega Abomasnow. In this form, Abomasnow retains its normal type assignment and Ability (as long as its initial Ability is Snow Warning)
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.
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