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Drahal, the World of Joining.Imagine this for me:
A world both infinitely far away and alien to you, yet just before you - and so similar in so many ways. It has seen the birth of gods, wars of angels, times of peace, hardship, suffering - and times of great love. Heroes come and go, carried to this world where technology and magic are one and the same, their adventures becoming but faded legends, in time.
Populated over time by many races, from many realms - from Humans to Kree'th, and from Mice to Dragons - creatures you will never be able to imagine and you probably will never see.
It is a world of great beauty, lush green forests, towering snow-capped mountains. Huge lakes and the grand oceans beyond. Things those heroes fought to protect from great evils. This world has long since forgotten it's old purpose, it's origins, and has made it's own story.
I'm telling you about this because I know this is the last time I will ever see it, in this form at least. It's become... like a second home for me, where I was
DRAHAL - This New Covenant
Knock us down and tear us apart, destry our hope and faith in you, for we have eachother now. The stars will set on an age of war and rise to face the age of the New Covenant. Now you are the one who must stand against all of us, as we rebuild what once was from the ashes of a once-great empire of Drahal.
Halo The Eternal Honour previewThis is the Beginning of Your End
November Second, 2552
The Sangheili Elites. Since the beginning of the Covenant, they were the protectors of the San 'Shyuum. They gave their lives and killed billions for the religion and promises of these Prophets.
The Minister of Peace looked down at the Sangheili Major below him. He sighed, as if he cared about the warrior, and placed a bony hand on her shoulder. She was kneeling before where he had previously been seated, and was glaring with an expression of rage at a hologram of Tel'Xammee; a councillor and former, she considered, friend.
"And you managed to loose the leader of your group, or did you just decide to go rogue?"
"Go rogue?" She looked at the Prophet, a growl escaping her jaws. "Just last time you saw us you were giving us all blessings. Now you say 'Xamm is a criminal, I am a rouge, and 'Moram is a failure of an Honour Guard."
"That doesn't answer my question,
This Story This story starts with a single being.
It was alone in an infinite blackness scattered with fragments of an ancient dead realm for unimaginable lengths of time. Infinitely wise, infinitely powerful, and the last survivor in this dead place. It had existed for such a length of time that it could remember almost nothing of the realm that had existed once before.
It had woken to this near-nothingness not all that long ago, and could remember it had a purpose. It just couldn't quite remember what that purpose was, as if it's past life had been a dream and it had been woken suddenly. So it wandered the ruined and shattered remains of what it assumed had once been it's home.
In time, it remembered some things, but these were only, really, useless fragments of its past. After searching for so long and finding nothing, it was taken greatly by surprise when it discovered an old, drifting, place that seemed to still be functioning. It dr
LoaC Pt 1: Please Reman Calm. The day had been, thus far, a peaceful one.
It had been almost a month since the last time the Eslaoni attacked the Aschi, but no-one in their military was getting comfortable; indeed, it probably meant they were just massing their forces for a bigger attack than before. The Analyst was a pessimist, and he found it strange that The Creator was so calm. This was their last defendable system, with two colonies and their home world.
For now, however, life was as normal for the Aschi here. The Analyst peered out of a window. No signs of panic, no burning trees and buildings. He made a bubbling sound a sigh then returned to his desk. The Aschi themselves, without their carapace-like shells or armour, seemed somewhere between a frog and a snail. Their skin and flesh was fairly squishy, grey or brown, and often seemed to shift its shape over the basic skeleton of the creatures. They were excellent at jumping and climbing; with powerful legs ha
Prelude to the Ages Beggining.
- Prelude to the Ages -
>> Aschi home-world, home of Qhragu, 'The Creator'.
The sleek building towered above the other pretty little glass structures below, like a great fin breaking water. Narrow glass strips ran along its smooth, narrow surface windows that provided a terrific view of the space elevator not more than a mile away, reaching up out the blue-purple atmosphere into space - as its name suggested. The Creator, however, was watching one of the large glass tanks in the centre of the roughly triangular room.
Inside the smooth water-container was a creature that resembled a squid, though it was small enough for The Creator to carry in her arms.
She herself stood at around seven feet tall, with arms about three feet in length. Her long, thick neck, most of the thickness being provided by the large curving crest on its back, rose to observe the creature. She had called the race 'Kree'th', and the one she held here had been the first to b
Swapped - Chp. 1 - Start of It All“Alright guys,” Lewis sputtered out in between gales of laughter, “I think we need to end it here for today.”
“Agreed.” Duncan said, barely able to breathe, “For our health.”
“Byeee guys!” Simon sang out, causing them to laugh even more as the slowly turned off all their recording devices and powered down their computers, finishing up another hard day of work recording hole diggers.
“Okay guys,” Lewis called out at the top of his voice, “That was good. That was really good.”
Simon, still laughing, shook his head. “Not good.” He managed to choke out, “Great. Awesome. Perfect.”
Duncan shook his head as well. “Simon’s right Lewis, that episode was bloody brilliant. The fans will love it.”
“They typically do...” Lewis nodded. “Hey, was anyone actually recording when I managed to get myself killed though? I sorta... paused it a bit.”
Swapped - Chp. 4 - A Dream That Changed it AllXephos was dreaming too, but not about Minecraft. He dreamt of a town. No, bigger than a town, a city! Technology everywhere, cars, and people walking... It was the biggest city he’d ever seen in a long time.
He was walking, looking around, unsure of why he was dreaming of this strange place tonight. Typically dreams were of his home world, of his past, the life that he left behind for the new one he has now. Though this city did resemble something like the one on his planet, maybe it was. Who knew?
Suddenly the terrain started to change, about halfway through the city. It turned into a much more familiar environment, he was... back in Minecraftia? But that made no- oh well... it was a dream. Better to go with it and not ask questions, right?
Suddenly though, coming his way was... himself? “What the-”
He- the other Xephos, stopped in place, prompting him to do the same. “Who are you?” One called out to the other.
“I could ask you the same question. W
Swapped - Chp. 3 - Taking Hold“Whoa buddy, you okay?” Duncan asked when Lewis sat down at the table they were at. He looked sick, pale(er), eyes slightly glazed over, looking like he was hardly able to keep himself awake.
Lewis shook his hand in the air. “I’m fine.” He did admit to himself that he didn’t feel 100%, not since he left Yogtowers, but he didn’t want to worry his friends. He’s probably just a bit stressed out about work and everything.
“Okay then, but if you feel like you need to leave, please do, you don’t need to stay here just for us.” Simon said, putting down his cup of tea.
Dinner went by slowly, dragging by like it was doing it’s best to say, “Something is wrong...” and slowly but surely, Lewis began to feel... worse. What had started as a simple fatigue was now a raging headache, so bad he could barely look up. “Lewis...” Simon said slowly, “Lewis come on, we need to get you home right now, you l
Swapped - Chp. 2 - I Want FreedomXephos had just sat down in one world when he was suddenly forcibly wrenched into another. He glared, not that there was anyone to see, and tried to fight it as his body began to walk about of it’s own will, he couldn’t resist. He could hear the commands in his head, tiny, snakelike whispers, ‘we’re going left now... now we’re going to fly... here... cobblestone again... testing a new texture pack...’
“What the hell...” He said out loud, again there was no one around that could hear, “It’s a texture pack? AND WHY AM I TESTING IT FOR GOD’S SAKE?!? I have more important things to do! We never stopped Israphel! Hole Diggers Inc. is nowhere nearing completion! There’s too much shit to do-”
‘Hm... don’t like that. Sandstone?’
“Yes...” He seethed, “Fucking YES, sandstone will look PERFECT for this build.” Xephos groaned as this voice commanded his body to do i
Rise of the Republic, Chapter 1 'Halved'Chapter 1
As the echos of pony trots could be heard from within the dense forest around them, the Whiteout Tomb moved hastily along the road of mixed mud, dirt and melting snow slush. Their breath was thick, moist and warm against the thin, cold air. Small, hazy specks in the air lightly kissed the soft, fine fur of the three ponies, walking along side the forest path. The pony leading in front of the other two was a light tan, bleach blonde and light green haired mare. Her horn was decorated with a silver tangle of swirls, and among the swirls dotted small finely cut purified emeralds. She bares a small overhanging cloak that covers her shoulders, attached to that is a hood, which covered the rest of her angelic face. Her clothe, spun of an evergreen color, the rims laced with gold. A silver piece clasped a green leaf ornament, of which bore the same swirls and emeralds as her horn, held her low hanging cap i
Anna's memories about her brother death
Anna was 16 years old when Van Kleiss killed her family and then Rex immediately decided that she should be with him, she told that she his childhood best friend and Rex help her. She was in Providence a while and was upset. Anna decided write a letter to her brother.
He's a archaeologist, 20 years old, he have the same brown eyes and the same hair color as Anna's, and bangs too. Aleksandr was gentle and clever, he love her sister.
He was in Egypt. But when he read a letter, immediately went to her.
Anna was walking, wait her older brother.
He noticed her.
"Anna!" He run to her.
"Brother! I'm missed you." She hugged him.
"Me too... Are you ok?" He asked.
"Heh, not so... I would cry if I said... You know."
"I'm should be with you... I am so sorry..."
"I glad to see you, brother." She hugged him again
Kidaxreader part 2After school you catch up to Kida “Hi, I’m (name) you seem like a funny guy so I wanted to-“ Kida gets on his knees and throws his arms out toward you “oh, my goddess, your curves are those of perfection and you skirt shows off the glowing skin of your thighs.” You blush and blurt out trying to change the subject “I was going to stop by the sweets store to get some pudding, want to come?” He stands up smiling, holding out his arm. “Gladly my lady.” Too embarrassed to put your arm in his you just walk and he walks beside you starting to make jokes and inform you of the things that are happening on campus. When there, he buys you a vanilla pudding cup, you apologize to him for forgetting that you had no money. The two of you eat the pudding while talking and when done he looks at you with a smile “What do you want to do now?” You think, putting your finger on your lip. “Want to play video games at my place?” Hi
PARPG: POKEMON FOR SALEclearing off my list again.. some of these im a bit sad I'm selling even though I don't even draw em anymore so..
The pokemon with little stars (*) next to them won't be based mainly off of which offer is higher.. but who is getting them.. I only want responsible people who I know will give them tons of attention to get these♥
The rest with partially be based off of my favorite offer when I get on OR first come first serve.
Things I'm accepting as prices
~Gift Cards Points
~Items (*Especially hybrid potions and lucky dice!*)
anyway pokemon for sale~
just offer below in the comments vuv
-***Ghost- Ghaschu- 77 P fav.me/d7dskai level 32
-Bubble-Goomy-1P fav.me/d7ivgta level 35
-***Verde-Snivy- 1 P fav.me/d7lvjxw level 13
-Simmer- Fletchling- 1P fav.me/d7lp8e6 level 10
Swapped - Chp. 5 - Awakening (updated)Xephos looked around the strange room before he slowly pushed the covers off him and got out of the bed, sitting on the side of the mattress. “Where…. the hell am I?” He ran a hand through his hair, pushing it into it’s swept back look. The windows in the room were open, letting the light in. Slowly standing, his legs shaky underneath him, he walked over the the window, gripping onto the seal to keep his balance. “Oh… my god…” Xephos’s mouth fell open some, his eyes wide as he looked at the city before him… the city that he dreamt of last night.
-Beep beep- -beep beep-
Xephos whipped around at the sound, his hand reached over his shoulder where his sword would have been, but it wasn’t. His gaze fell on the nightstand, where there was a small square device, it’s screen was lit with things appearing on it.
He slowly walked over to it, on constant alert in case something jumped at him. Reaching out at arm
The Surreal ROMAC fanfics 10th.2.2012SNIPPY'S BAGEL AND THE EXPLODING BOOBS.
Snippy looked out over the wasteland, eyeing his far-off prize.
THE SACRED BAGEL.
The sniper saw Pilot, and cried out in horror as he saw the less sane man bellyflopping-swirly-swirly, toward the bagel at lighting speed.
Suddenly, Eric and Pube and the prostititeseses from Fable III began to rain from the sky, Eric landed union Pilot, and he turned into a rainbow, then exploded, spraying ninja juice all over.
Snippy saw his chance, and ran for the bagel.
Suddenly, an asian Mulan barbie caught under Snippy's shoe. Snippy fell and started to cry.
He watched helplessly as Captain picked up the bagel, then looked at him, blankly.
The Bagel crew crab-like legs, which shot out, as if growing at lightning speed. Tentacles flew from it's hole and engulfed the Captain.
The Cancer-bagel ate Snippy.
All the ROMAC OCs watched.
"What the hell are we doing here?" RQ-4 asked.
"Eating pie, remember." Scientist said.
Then they all exploded.
And the pie was all al
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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