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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
I Love My best friend Cap.3 (fiolee)I love my best friend. Cap.3 (Fiolee)
Cake neko-neko y yo nos fuimos al baño, al entrar cake y fionna cierran la puerta fuertemente y me acorralan en un rincón!!
Neko-neko: que fue eso?
Fionna: *se queda en silencio echa bolita*
Cake: si fionna dinos como es eso? Como fue ese beso con Marshall?
Fionna: estaba por contárselos solo que ahora no!!
Neko-neko: como que ahora no? Tenias que decírnoslo de inmediato!!
Cake: es cierto asi *ring*
Neko-neko: que asi *ring*
En ese momento me di cuenta de que todo había sido un sueño, solo lo había creado mi cabeza, entonces eso significa que si, estoy enamorada de Marshall, ya soñé con nuestro noviazgo eso quiero decir que mis sospechas son correctas si estoy enamorada de Marshall, hay dios dime que ago, bueno no es momento de pensar eso mejor me voy hasta mis clases. Hice lo común, osea lo de siempre, y me fui al colegio, por suerte no me encontr
My Naughty AngelYour my songbird
Though you make messes on my car
My favorite novel
Though you hardly say a word
I will always love you
I have nothing to lose~
My moon in the night
Your that western,
Boy with that horse of white
My naughty angel, why can't you be good?
If you could?
Your my sky
Though you like to rain
My little river
Though you always run dry
My beautiful sunset
Though you always set in the wrong direction
You'll always be my lover
Though you always cover,
Your feelings for me...
My moon in the night
Your that western,
Boy with that horse of white
My naughty angel, why can't you be good?
If you could?
Un Futuro Mas Parte FinalHola a todos! Nos hemos divertido juntos pero todo lo bueno tiene su fin aquí esta la última parte de la historia, espero que les guste! El lunes no pude ponerlo debido a un problema de red en mi país, por eso decidí ponerlo hoy.
//////////////Un Futuro Más////////////////////
Parte 10: Un futuro brillante (Es la parte más corta x3)
Después de haber salvado al mundo, nuestros amigos regresaron al parque he hicieron una fiesta para celebrar su victoria y todos la estaban pasando bien... Pero no sabían que iban a recibir una visita más
Mordecai: (Viendo que todos estaban festejando con música comida y todo, dentro de la casa) ¡Buena fiesta!
Rigby: ¡Sí, y mucho mejor si nosotros somos lo héroes del mundo! o3o (Comiendo pastel de chocolate)
Mordecai: Hmmp! -_- (Pensando) Es extraño... Si
Phantom Bry pt. 2she came and confronted them, Kirby and Justin were horrified on what they were wittnessing, "my god!" Kirby said. Bry couldn't help but smile and look at him, "d'ya miss me, Kirby? d'ya miss me at all?" she asked, Kirby choked up a little, he wasnt sure what to say, "no matter..." she began, "i wish you could have wittnessed my transformation into a new master of the supernatural! oh i really wish you did..." she said, laughing. she pulled out a glowing red Glaive, and pointed it at Justin, "you couldn't come either? shame Justin... shame." she said. Kirby seemed as if he lost his mind, "what's happened to you?! what happened to the real Bry we know and love?!" he cried, Bry chuckled, it turned into a bit of an insane laughter, "now you ask me... how did i get this way? what happened to the sweet puppy we loved?" she turned, her face became wolfish, "she is. locked. away. within my own mind! never to be seen again by you runts!" her voice was xana like, with the growling of a wolf. sh
Pokeuman: Branched Fate--Chapter 3Chapter 3:
So now we're are at present time. If you haven't realized already, the last few chapters were kind of a backstory up to now.
"Well, here we are. Room 1123." Auna pulled out the dorm key and unlocked it. I was hesitant to push it open. When I did, it was amazing! The room had two royal bunk beds, with an indescribable shine on the floor. It sparkled like diamonds, but looked like plastic I knew the walls were jewels of some kind. As for the condiments, there was a 73" flat screen tv, hooked up with surround sound and a Wii U console.
"I don't think I deserve this room," I began. "it's too.." Auna the Chansey just looked at me with a pity look."Basic? Yeah I know. But this is where you were assigned to." Basic was definitely NOT the word I was looking for, more like royalty. I finally got the guts to walk inside. "Hey you two, this is your new roommate." It was an absol that had some...unique qualities. The absol looked like a Normal absol but she had red claws instead of blue
Tales of the mansion (part 7)
The tale of the hostess
Leota's life started in a little caravan in 1795. Since its beginning, Leota lacked a father: her mother, the medium Madame Leota, took care of her all alone, with no support, and never told her daughter who he was though she allowed her to know about his personality and some anecdotes. She never had a friend and she was seen in the village as the daughter of evil, since the Madame was known for summoning the dead, but she was happy. Madame Leota taught her not to fear all spirits and how to deal with them. At the age of seventeen, she was a merry young woman who started to feel a bit bored in that place, alone with her mother, and decided to go to the city and work as normal girls did. Her mother had no objections and Little Leota departed. Her first and only master was Gracey, who always appreciated her energy and kindness. She witnessed his wedding with Emily and came to live with the family and the other servants to t
Poem for a Chicken Pet.White ball of feather fluff,
catching the sunlight,
soft and feathered all the way down to your toes
no one knows (or so it seems)
that a bright and friendly chicken can be the pet of my dreams.
Your noises, and your attitude,
as you pace around the small and temporary pen
show you long for the green pastures
and you do not fear humans,
like most of your kin.
You approach rather than flee,
your round eyes searching for a handful of seeds.
You let me pick you up and carry you.
I never thought (or so it seems)
That a little flightless bird would touch the moon
inside my dreams.
Pokeuman: Branched Fate-- Chapter 5Chapter 5:
Well after that fiasco with the electivire, the next few days went fairly smoothy teasing wise. Mr knocks was taught us on how ancient humans help the Pokemon with digging underground passageways, pretty boring stuff is you ask me. In art, I was quite the artist, if you want to call streaks on a paper art, but hey, I wasn't one to complain. Usually.
"Ben can you say mayo in pokemanise, please?" Pondered Mrs. Pulse, my lapras teacher. I nodded as I cleared my throat.
"Me...ve." I attempted.
"That was a nice try, Ben. Next time try to cover the 'mm' sound a little better." I complied. "Alright, Who's next?" A treeko raised his hand excitedly. Mrs. Pulse simled and called on him. I think his name was Toban.
"Tr...eeko?" He butchered. The lapras did a little stream of water into the air, sort of a way of saying good work.
"Great Toban. That was excellent." with that the class bell rang for dismissal. "Ok everyone, studies hard for tomorrow." Everyone was saying I would be a comp
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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