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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
Nekomata (Jeff x BEN)(A/N: ANOTHER SUPER SHORT, CRAPPY ONESHOT FOR OUR FAVORITE GAYWADS.)
"BEN? Do you think you could help me with something?"
Said addressed cyber boy looked up from his laptop, blinking in question at the witch who stood in the library's doorway. Pencilneck, who had been staying at the mansion for a few days due to blowing her own house up in a spell experiment, held a shiny gold chain in her slender white hands. BEN shrugged and closed his computer, making sure to put a firm lock on it so Jeff wouldn't try to get into it and go through his history... again. He stood and stretched, his ears flagging up.
"Whaddaya need help with?"
The witch held up the chain in full view as BEN approached, dangling a rather large and gaudy ruby pendant in the center of the chain. The stone seemed to almost hum as BEN drew nearer, and when he squinted, he realized there was moving smoke on the inside.
"This," she explained, leading him back to her study, which was
DOW: Will you forgive me?(Hello reader c: This story is based off of an actual rp, this may result in continuous switch between characters ect. and horrible story layout XD
some of the roleplay also isn't here. these are somewhat direct quotes. If you want the actual rp, just ask♥)
Snaketail's ears were flattened against his skull, staring in through the nursery entrance. He'd meant to talk to the queen soon, after what he'd done she deserved an apology. She was like family to him. He loved her."ok.." he tried to move forward, yet his paws wouldn't budge. "one... Two..." He took in a deep breathe and went inside the shadowy cave. "Shadeblossom.."
The queen was still cowering in the same corner she lay in. She was lucky her kits dragged her food to ensure that she would eat. She shivered when she heard her name, catching onto who it was. She stayed silent, deciding not to respond to the tom. She just kept her dull gaze to the same corner of the den.
The tom looked towards his paws, every time he looked at
DotW RP: Gabi's Important Messagetisea:
The morning was early, the sun having just made it's ascent into the sky to cast a pinkish glow across the Chandor pack lands. Gabitrix had been up before that. She just couldn't sleep, no matter what she tried to do. His face was there every time she closed her eyes, that one eye just staring, taunting. She had been trying to catch her alpha for days but neither wolf was ever in the right place at the right time. Due to her not being able to sleep, Gabi' had gathered herself from her resting place outside the main den and moved right outside the den itself to wait. She figured this way she would catch Lyn and finally be able to give her 'warning'. Then perhaps she'd be able to finally sleep.
Gabi' waits patiently, eyes cast off into a different direction. She'd been there for a few hours, but she didn't mind. It was too early to do much of anything else. A hot wind had begun to blow, ruffling her thick fur and bringing new and interesting scents across her nose. None seeme
Elixir CureAn healing cure created by Shaine Xian(Shadow Panther).
As the effects to heal the diseased, open wounds, heal the mentally ill, and etc. She first tested the cure was an Zeus, her pet varren, that his wounds he got burned from the fire by Krogan's weapon. So the Zeus' skin was healing up and cleared as the first success. However Shaine does not know about the beings that Wolf's and Legion's Darkness being effect them which it neither possible or impossible, but the Flood she cured the civilian who was nearly forming up... which it finally deform it back to human when flood infested was disintegrated or dissolved. The elixir cure cannot revive the dead people which impossible and must not used it, if the soldier is nearly alive and used it to heal them.
Random sneezy snippet. "Heh... hah... He'TCHOO!"
Nikolas sniffled, pressing a worn handkerchief to his reddened nose. He trudged along behind Rowan, trying not to trip over any tree roots or mossy rocks. He ducked a branch and sniffed again.
Rowan sighed. "I told you we shouldn't have pressed on. If we'd stayed at the village you could have healed up in comfort."
Nik shrugged and pocketed the kerchief. "We'll make better time this way. Loki said there'd been some trouble at Moonflower's, what with the werewolves roaming about and such. I know your brother can handle himself, but I'm worried about Fen. He's been unable to fight for so long, I don't know how well he could hold his own against mon - heh... sters." He looked for a moment as if he might sneeze again, but then his face become smooth again.
Rowan reached back to help him over a moss-covered boulder. He grabbed her hand, and-
She quietly r
Elena's bio Name : Elena Bluestein.
Nicknames : haven't yet.
Gender : female.
Age : 17 years old.
D.O.B. : 2 October.
Species: Human E.V.O.
Zodiac : Libra
zodiac element : Air.
Relatives : Anna Black (mother), Edwin Bluestein (father), Mark (teacher, caretaker)
Powers : water control, elements, care others, immortality, copy powers others E.V.O.s
Other : high intelligence, flair.
Weapon : her gauntlet that she made.
Personality : closed, childish, tomboyish, sad, brazen, kind, noble, hot headed.
fears : unknown or she hide them so well.
Hobbies : reading, fighting, music, drawing, experiments in the laboratory.
nationality : Canadian.
Friends : Carson, Kenneth, Ky.
Love Interest : Victor Kleiss.
Anna's broken heartAnna was in bad mood. She was in her house in Canada.
Sometimes she blame herself in death of her family. It's make her colder and sad. (And she would be angry at everyone, Ever on her friends if they see her in this mood.).
She reading books and drawing. She want to be alone. Anna think about her family and fall on bed and cried.
"Huh, why all bad happens with me, and why so?! I'm feel so alone."
Anna look on some pictures that she draw.
"I am become so cold... Sadly..." She said.
Anna laying on bed and then sleep away.
Three years have passed since the invasion; the invasion of demon like creatures. Three years since we, the human race, prevailed and destroyed them. They invaded 2 years back and were destroyed that very same year and after that, it’s been 2 other years of recovery. Many humans were hunted and killed by these creatures; it was some sort of sport for them. Cities were destroyed, families torn apart, the world all in utter chaos.
It was a dark year when they came.
These creatures managed to invade us thanks to some scientists that declared that they found another dimension in the world. They created a portal for it and on that dreadful day, they opened the portal to show their success over years of studying and prototypes. This was their final product. It was perfect in every single aspect; a little too perfect. They successfully opened the other dimension and were boastful about it. They soon stopped celebrating when they heard the screeches of some inhuman being on
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
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