TotR:Bool the Bard pt3 finalThe Storyteller sympathized with the relief on the children's faces. It was the same relief he had felt when he had first experienced this tale."And so the years passed, and the days wore on, until that other life seemed like nothing more than a terrible dream."*******Tobias stood at the bar drying off the last glass from the day. Bool walked down the flight of stairs after changing into his playing clothes, thoroughly exhausted and sore. The young Ratman walked right up to the bar and did his best not to collapse into the stool when he sat down.Tobias gave him an unreadable stare, then said evenly "You and that girl brought in a good
TotR: Bool the Bard pt 2The story teller felt pain wash through his audience, and he sympathized with him, that part had gotten to him ever since...."But, that would not be the end of Bool the Bard, oh no..... Weather by destiny's design, or by mere chance, greater things were in store for that young Ratkin.*******Bool awoke two days later and found himself laying in bed in a dark room. He sat up and looked around. Above he could hear hushed voices and softened footsteps. He worked his way off the bed and stood in the room.It was a basement of some kind, that much was obvious by the look of the place, and by the pungent smell of fermentation he was in somepl
TotR: Bool the Bard pt 1The Children had run up to the caravan the moment they had gotten up that morning. There were new faces and old ones, and some were missing. But all were eager.The door opened and a beautiful blue fox leaped into the air and danced around the children excitedly, prancing this way and that with glee and joy. The children petted and patted the strange and wonderful creature and smiled at it."Koshii, Koshii, leave the poor children be and let me have some attention!" cried the Story teller, and he was quickly bombarded by a wave of children rushing forward to hug him."oh, ho ho ho ho. Give an old man a break, you'll knock me down if you ke
TotR: Lost Innocence pt 3The Story teller had his audience locked into his voice, his movements. They knew only the world he wove with his words. Some of the younger children looked at him with sadness, for they saw only the dying ratman. The older ones looked at him with a sense of admiration in the actions of the fallen father.All looked on him with an expression of such suspence as that the moment felt untouchable by time. His audience didn't even breath."Well, it seems I have been talking for some time. Would one of you be kind enough to get me a drink?" he asked them.Without hardly thinking, one of the children got up and ran to the well. Some adults looke
Blue Arc pt. 3The scientists watched in awe as the man fought the shadow. They seemed as Olympian gods battling each other with thunderbolts. Dark Shock was like Zeus in every way, his blasts of lightning melted the rubber around him, and whenever he laid his hands upon Dean he tossed the man through the air.But dean was his superior in speed, and moved faster than the god Hermes. He would run about the room, phasing in and out of being electricity, appearing seemingly at random along the powerful arcs of electricity that he seemed to ride. When he came up behind the shadow, his punches came with such a speed and fury that it seemed as if all the power o
Blue Arc pt. 2James Dean sat in middle of the bus, his hands cuffed in front of him, his orange jumpsuit clinging to him in the muffling heat. He glanced at the person sitting next to him, a giant black man with tribal tattoos and scars over every exposed part of his body. The man only returned the look and nodded. James nodded back.In a moment they had passed on all that they needed to know about one another, they didn't want to have anything to do with what they were leaving behind, including each other.The same couldn't be said for most of the people that sat with him in the grey and unassuming bus. Most of them were gang-bangers who had gotten leew
Blue Arc pt. 1The man stumbled down the alleyway and stopped to lean against one of the walls. He huffed as he tried to catch his breath. His hands were shaking, his feet trembled as if in some kind of spasm.He started forward again, his orange jumpsuit drenched in sweat. He tried to wipe his brow, but his hand was trembling so violently that he only succeeded in bashing himself in the head.Up ahead in the street he could hear a police car and the sound of the radio. He sighed with relief. He ran forward as best he could, and nearly fell to the ground when the search light shone upon him."Stop where you are, put you hands behind you head. Stop it rig
Doctor ParadoxWell, you want to know the story of how I came to be who and what I am. Its a rather interesting one, and one that is most easily told to people of times when time travel is more widespread but I am certain that I could dumb it down for you (no offense, its just that you wouldn't even BEGIN to understand it all.)I was born, and raised, in London, England. I had a wonderful childhood, and my family treated me very well, but didn't spoil me, thank god. I had always had a fascination with science and the first novel I really ever read was Jules Vern's' Time Machine.The Great War came when I was eight, and it nearly shattered my childhood. Th
Starsonnet number 3They speak of how we have ravished the earth,but I know of that which had been raped first.It was our hope, that dwelt within our heartthat now only leaves in us a great thirst.They talk of pollution, of tainted air.But I know of the worse taint in the sky.In days long past, our eyes would be up there,And so to would be our hearts, as is mine.For centuries, the stars guided mankindand now we have renounced our great shepherds.Lets pray that they do not respond in kindfor then we all shall be left as lepers.Or far worse, for if the stars should then fall,we all should know it would end us all.
Starsonnet number 2I look up, and see great profanityagainst which the worst sin seems not obscene.It assaults the depths of my sanity,for in the sky, the stars remain unseen.The darkness in that sky darkens my heartas so it darkens the hearts of millions.I might ask myself, "where did this all start"but I know it's the greatest sin of man.The black of our hearts now blackens the skystealing the dreams that children once did dream.As the dark deepens, I could almost crybut instead, my anguish comes out as a scream"Where are Orion, Jupiter, and Mars,WHERE, OH WHERE NOW ARE MY BELOVED STARS!!!"
Starsonnet number 1Twinkle, Twinkle, Little star,How I wonder where you are.Away from me on this most dreadful night.You have now hidden yourself from my sight.Hiding yourself behind a grayish haze.You seem to try to hide from my pleading gaze.The Moon, once a silver, lovely, lakeNow a ghostly form the haze does make.I call, "COME OUT AND LEND ME YOUR COMFORT"only to see the skies darken yet more.So my eyes do from the dark heavens falland trace my path into a darkened hall.Oh, My dearest stars, where have you gone.And why could you not take me along.
Friends ListJezzebel1669 Met her on the STO forums Best summed up in her own words Insatiable.Teij Greeted me my first minute on Deviantart We have been faithful friends ever since I will catch up to her one day.zzxxKimxxzz I met her in real Life Got her onto Deviantart She doesn't get on much anymoreDelethamTomalak Met him on STO, good old Doc. No one I would rather have had at my back in a debate. Wonder what happene
DreamsI stood in the kitchen. In one hand, I held a glass of water, the other, a little white pill. My emotions battled against my sense of obedience. I knew something was wrong.12 years old and popping pills because someone else said that there was something wrong with my head. My parents told me to take them, told me that the doctor knew what he was doing, knew what to give me. But something didn’t feel right.The effects of the pill were well known to me by then. It would change me, it would steel my appetite first, then my distractions. It would do what it was supposed to do. But it wouldn’t stop there.Next, my curiosity would fa
My Little Glass DollI remember her vividly.We would flirt on occasion, but we were just friends.She had a wonderful laugh, and a beautiful smile.I was ugly, in the full swing of teenage acne.But her skin was smooth,white, like a glass doll. Perfect.the first time I sawthe bright red slashesacross that flawless arm.It scared me.My raven haired doll,hurting her self.I couldn't believe it.She said it made her feel good.I couldn't imagine howI was going to ask herwhy she would flaw her perfect form.But that was the day my innocence was shattered,Like a little glass doll.
DaddyI did what she told me to do. I stayed way. She'd said that she didn't want her little boy to have to go to a cemitary in virginia just to say hi to daddy.She left a message while I was out in combat. She had called while I held my dying best friend. My son had been born two months earlier and she was proud of the him. But she was afraid, afraid that I might not call her back, that all she'd have left was that kid and a letter in the mail. She couldn't raise her son with a dead man.I hated her for it, but I understood. I'd seen good men die, an I knew that at any moment I'd join them in heaven.But I couldn't not be there.I was given l
TFA:Techno-Organoids Ep. 4Bumblebee jumped from his seat and brought out his stingers. "EAT STINGER, DECEPTICREEP.""Wait, WHAT?" Thruster and Sari exclaimed at once.Bumblebee opened up with combined blast from his stingers. Thruster shot up and dodged the bolt of electricity. He brought his hand up and a jet of fire shot from his palm, striking the Autobot in the chest.Bumblebee went into the air and fell on the couch. He brought his stingers together and fired again, this time hitting Thruster dead on, sending the Human-Robot careening to the ground.Both of them got to their feet quickly, and were preparing their next attacks when the earth between them explo
TFA:Techno-Organoids Ep. 3Sari walked up to the alleyway slowly. Cautiously, she looked around the corner and saw only Ted standing there. She walked into the alley and greeted him. "You ready?""If you are, how long are we gonna be. I'm skipping out on football practice for this, so I figure I have about an hour before the coach calls my folks and I get screwed." He said, stepping away from the wall."Well, that all depends on how quickly we get there. We're going to the other side of town, so we'll have to be quick.""WHAT?! The other side of town, are you kidding, at this hour we couldn't even make it if I drove my car!""Who said anything about driving." At th
TFA:Techno-Organoids Ep. 2Another flash, another gunshot. Sari's head jerked forward from the impact. After a moment that seemed like an eaternity, she reached to the back of her head, and felt only solid metal.She slowely turned toward the cowering Buzzsaw. Sari put one hand on her hip and waived a finger with the other one."Not smart. Y'know, if you don't start running now, your TOTALLY SLAGGED." With that she brought out her laser tonfas. She sliced the ground right infront of Buzzsaw, and he fell to the ground in fear. "What, your audio's not receiving or something, I SAID SCRAM, Buzzbut.""What the frik is GOING ON IN THIS TOWN," the punk screamed as he ran
TFA:Techno-Organoids Ep. 1Sari Sumdac stepped out of bumblebee hesitantly. She turned around and grabbed her book bag, then looked over her shoulder at the crowd amassing near the entrance to the high school."I don't know if I'm ready for this, BB. Maybe we should just call this off. I mean, its not like I can't just be home schooled or anything." She said nervously."Nonsense. You'll be fine. Besides, you need to learn how to be a teen-age-er. Your dad sounded pretty serious about that, it must be a big deal for organics." The yellow car-robot assured her."Yeah, but, I just got turned into one three weeks ago, all kinds of strange stuff has happened to me, and I
Minecraft Journal Day 1Morning: Damned Wizard. That spell of their's dropped me off in the middle of no where, I don't have anything to help me. Nothing but the cloths on my back. The good news is, there's alot of fresh water near by, so I should be ok.Mid Morning: Found some Clay. If I can find some fuel and make a Kiln, I might be able to turn it into bricks, and that'll mean a nice sturdy structure to use as shelter. Speaking of wich, I aught to go find some. I don't want to get caught out in the rain. It'd really suck for my only change of clothes to get wet.Noon: Found a nice cave on the side of a hill, it should serve as a nice place to rest, keep the wil
Death of RomulusThe sky was burning. The Hobus star had gone supernova, then accelerated into a Hypernova that was tearing across space at super-luninal speeds. Dozens of planets had already been swallowed in the cosmic fire, scores of ships that weren't fast enough littering with their atoms, and whatever few spare parts had managed to survive the atomic furnace. One planet, though, it hadn't reached. The crown jewel of a vast and proud empire, and one of the few true paradises in all of known space. Ch'Rihan. Romulus. From afar, it looked no different from any other blue-green world, aside from it's rather large neighbor and moon. However, this facade of
Andria 2She trembled. She'd been so close and then... she just couldn't. The past few months hadn't been the best for her. Her crisis over who she was had interfered with all of her life. Her worries compounding with the stress from college, from work, from family, until all those things just seemed to fall apart.But she had been moving on. Resolving the issue of what she was, deciding who she wanted to be. She started talking to family again, her coworkers, and even had sent some e-mails to her professors, apologizing for having done so poorly, and expressing the hope that they'd let her try things anew in a semester or two. When she did this, she
Andria 1Andria walked through the florescent bleached white of the general stores isles. Outside, she carried a look of apathy as she picked out items and set them in her basket, moving on through each isle, eyes mostly staying on her list as she tried to figure out where these things were. Inside, she was anything but calm, and it took almost everything she had to keep from falling apart into a nervous, bubbly wreck. On the one hand, she was so incredibly happy with herself for being out like this that she could almost skip the whole way. On the other, she was scared to death, because this was her first time going out alone in public as a woman ra
DisclaimerSing, O Muse, or speak, or dance,and so your audience entrance:For voice, or step, or gilded phrase -each art shall mortal minds amaze.But Muse, ensure whatever workis safe from harmful law and clerk,the legal hounds who howl at wewho honor creativity.Who honors more an artist's skill?The fan who will the soul distillfrom artistry, and so conceivenew tales from what that art achieved?Or one who simply reads a bookand even if their heart is hooked,tells none, nor lets their minds be sweptto lands where untouched tales are kept?But yet let needful words be said,which still I treat with grief and dread:I own t
Inhale-Exhale Breathing steadily, I focus on the tiny orange dot nestled amidst the brush. I close my outside eye, then open it, then close it again, trying to get a good judge of distance and position. I steady my breathing, trying to get it to the rhythm of the sway of my hands. I lift my head up to judge it a little better, then settle it back down, jet-metal cool against my cheek. Inhale-exhale-inhale-exhale. I wait until I have settled into the rhythm I want. The rest of the world seems to tunnel away until all that is left is the slightly bobbing orange dot. Inhale-exhale-inhale-exhale. I let go a breath and squeeze the trigger at the same time. B
A Valiant SteedA valiant steed.I didn't appreciateyou enough.You alwayscarried mesafely to mydestination.The worldwas at myfingertips. Allthat I neededto do wasrouse youfrom yoursleep, andI was gone.They say,"If youhave hadsomethinglong enough,and you loveit enough,It takes ona life of itsown. It takesa bit of yourspirit into it."So I bid theerest, my friend.You havecarried mewell, andsafely.You haveno moreneed towake again.
Bio-Bots: Ep6.Behold GalvatronMegatron stood in his cell, of what was now the autobot flagship Omega Supreme. His plan had been perfect. All the events that had happened had been planed by him. But one thing had foiled it all, one bot was responsible for his embarrassing defeat and imprisonment.Optimus Prime.The decepticon leader stood there passively, there was nothing he could do about it, with the stasis cuffs on, but he would have rather been doing everything he could to beat his way out, even in his weakened condition. So instead, he closed his eyes, and began to think.“Megatron.” someone said quietly after a short while. The decepticon leader refused
Bio-Bots: Ep 5. Loyalties.Sari watched with sadness as Optimus Prime buried their long time friend in the forest just outside of autobot City. Everybody said a few words of respect, but it all seemed numb and void, all the life taken out of it. Even Bumble Bee and Thruster didn't have much to say, and were much more solemn than their usual snarky selves.After the ceremony, Sari stood around as everyone departed to their homes. Some one walked up behind her, and when she turned, she saw it was Optimus. The bot looked strange with his new flight mods, but his strong and stern expression was a symbol she latched onto.“You know, it was strange, burying him the wa
Bio-Bots: Ep 4. Howmany?A week had gone by since the council meeting. Things had gone well, considering. Sari and Ted were now honorary Autobots and members of the Elite Guard, as were the rest of the team, who were now working on the new Autobot City.That is where She was now. The place was still under construction, likely would be for several months. With only twenty bots to work on it, it was a wonder how much they had finished even now. The preliminary defenses were already in place, and so was the command center. The gray of the skeletons of massive buildings contrasted sharply with the golden yellow of those buildings that were already done.It reminded her
Bio-Bots: Ep 3. Council MeetinSari stood in the ante-room for the Autobot High Council Chambers. It was beyond all words. It made Sumdac tower look like some child's play house. Even for Cybertonian architecture it was massive, more massive than anything she has ever seen in all her life. Omega Supreme could stand in this room with ease.She knew this as fact, since there was a life sized statue of him standing over the exit. Statues of the great Autobots of the past lined the walls, standing a final guard over the entrance to the seat of Autobot power. At the entrance into the Chamber itself stood the greatest of them all. As big as Omega Supreme, yet somehow even grand
Bio-Bots: Ep 2. Awkward IntrosSari walked up to the alleyway slowly. Cautiously, she looked around the corner and saw only Ted standing there. She walked into the alley and greeted him. "You ready?""If you are, how long are we gonna be. I'm skipping out on football practice for this, so I figure I have about an hour before the coach calls my folks and I get screwed." He said, stepping away from the wall."Well, that all depends on how quickly we get there. We're going to the other side of town, so we'll have to be quick.""WHAT?! The other side of town, are you kidding, at this hour we couldn't even make it if I drove my car!""Who said anything about driving." At th
Bio-Bots: Ep 1. Making FriendsSari Sumdac stepped out of bumblebee hesitantly. She turned around and grabbed her book bag, then looked over her shoulder at the crowd amassing near the entrance to the high school. "I don't know if I'm ready for this, BB. Maybe we should just call this off. I mean, its not like I can't just be home schooled or anything." She said nervously. "Nonsense. You'll be fine. Besides, you need to learn how to be a teen-age-er. Your dad sounded pretty serious about that, it must be a big deal for organics." The yellow car-robot assured her. "Yeah, but, I just got turned into one three weeks ago, all kinds of strange stuff has happened to me, an
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Action Sequence Tutorial.Toutorial/Advice for Writing a Battle.One of the most difficult tasks any writer can face is the matter of just how much detail should be used in an action sequence. The writer must balance details that let the reader know what's going on, and streamlining it all so that it doesn't drag on and suffer from TCS (Tolkien Collapse Syndrome, good detail, but too much of it). This is something that is hard to do, as many writers, even professionals, will fall on either side of this difficult challengeThe trick, ultimately, is in alternation. As will be demonstrated. But first, lets look at the two ways to describe an action sequence, and some g
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