A World Apart - EpilogueTWO YEARS LATER
Christmas in the Woodlands was always fun. Well I mean, I'd already had Christmas here twice. The Baccas really focused on the food more than the presents. They didn't actually do the whole presents thing at all. I didn't really mind that change. I never really liked that tradition anyway.
But Baccan food was amazing. It's like Italian food but like five times better, it's so good. Think of your favorite food, then multiply it by like six. Yeah, it's that good.
I had gone out to visit Dreven in the high city without Jerome, no longer afraid of running into some sort of hostile creature while I was alone. I had gotten into fights with lower city Baccas three times before. I'd come to have a reputation among them: The human who fought back.
They'd shout, "Bajan homines! Bajan homines!" 'Crazy human! Crazy human!' When they saw me coming, and most of them would run. Every time, I would just smile
Fatropolis!: 3--Interrupted Thoughts Centuries ago, an indigenous region was washed with a frighteningly bright light. Those who were above ground did not know how it happened. But, while in that same area, those who witnessed it first hand noticed that all manner of food somehow increased to rather large proportions. In addition, those who merely stayed there now had an undying will to eat. It altered much of their thinking. Those who were brave enough to escape still never escaped "bottomless pit" syndrome.
Just a few months later, long after the aforementioned land was cut off from the rest of the world, an opportunity hungry author devised an idea that would shoot her to the tip of the iceberg. In the regular land, her current government of 2115 was already discussing cutting off the land--literally. Other citizens were encouraged to offer a voice, but the members of society decided that such gluttonous people did not need to share their society. And so, it was decided that they'd saw the s
Fatropolis!: 4--Body With A Will The clock was ticking for the odd region which was cursed to be the hotbed of gluttonous lifeforms. Not all inhabitants of the area wanted to be the way they were, which is why Julia Dean rushed over there. That, and to compile compelling research to prevent military might from cutting this area off from the rest of the continent.
Unfortunately, Julia had been riddled by a pesky "inner fat girl." Whatever particles there were, they had a degree of influence on her hunger. For some reason, she was getting hungrier as the day went by, making it hard to work. Just recently, she resisted the urges, but she soon found that her body was starting to get a bit of control on her. At this moment, Julia had freedom; she needed to compile research now. She turned on the laptop, and began to write like her computer was going to die.
A few paragraphs in, hunger came knocking at her door, and more vigorously, now that she was actually looking well-fed.
Project S - Chapter 7Cindy's terrified eyes shifted to Rancor. "S-Sir Crimson, what are you doing? Why did you activate the parasite?"
"Well, miss Gothenburg, I'm seeing what Project S is capable of, combat-wise. Since that happens to be his initial purpose that, due to earlier problems, still hasn't been tested properly... What else would I be doing?" Rancor replied in a voice so calm, that it sent chills down Cindy's spine. He acted so feelingless, near what seemed to be psychopathic, even.
She glanced at the young vampire, who lay on the floor convulsed and caught in his inner battle against a parasitic fluid that attempted to warp his mind. It was a battle that he was going to lose in only a few seconds. A ticking time bomb. Seconds that could mean the difference between life and death for Cindy. Her fate would either be sealed or not, depening on her actions here and now. ('Now's your chance, Cindy. Jab that self-defense syringe into him before it's too late!') her thoughts yelled at her. But she coul
Journey to the Deep Dark - Ch. 1 - Lost Thump-thump
"Don't go down there, it's way too dangerous!"
"This is the biggest score of our lives! We can't just back out!
"If we do, we will die."
"If you're scared, stay here.
Thump-thump, thump-thump, thump-thump
"Hey, put the gun down, okay? Put the gun down!"
When I woke up, there was no light. No sound. No nothing. Nothing but a ringing sound in my ears and an aching in my head. Slowly, my senses started to fade in around me. Sound started to echo around me.
"Mitchell Hughes is d
Stardust - Ch. 4 - Don't Go Jason looked around in confusion as Ty leaned over the bar wondrously, staring at the big rocket in awe.
"I don't get it." Jason looked at Lewis. "I thought JSI shut down four years ago, after..."
"After you crashed our shuttle." Lewis nodded. "We never did stop working on space travel, Mr. Provst, we merely chose to keep our operations hidden from the public. We've been planning a rather dangerous mission... And since you're here, I think you should pilot it."
"What?" Jason asked. "Me?"
"Yes, Jason, you're the best pilot we ever had."
"I never made it out of the atmosphere!"
"The others never made it out of training."
Jason stopped, thinking this over.
Lewis cleared his throat. "So, if you wish to learn more, I must insist that you first agree to fly the mission."
Jason stared at him. "An hour ago you didn't even know I was alive. And now you want
Date: 6 months earlier
The broad shouldered man winced as Soviet Superwoman's punch glanced off his Kevlar flack jacket. Even with the protection of the flak jacket he felt as if he had been hit by a dump truck.
"Shucks, sweetheart, I've been tapped harder by my baby sister," he grunted. His breath was ragged, but he could not afford to show weakness. With his right hand he pointed his Heckler and Koch MP5 at the Russian's head and squeezed the trigger. The beautiful Russian ducked under the deadly 9 mm bullets, but she met a perfectly timed southpaw uppercut that lifted her off her feet.
Instead of falling, she staggered back a step. He let loose another burst of fire from the MP5, but she managed to sidestep and grab his weapon with her powerful hand. Their heavily muscled forms struggled for a moment, and then the Soviet Superwoman forced his fist up, stepped under, and rocked him back with a short palm-heel strike to the man's chin, twis
Force declaration for System Empire================================================
Part I: Overall force declaration:
-Total vessel count 500.
-Total SM star base count 000.
-Total SM battle station count 000.
Part II: Fleet Status (Optional)
[Fleet#] | [Fleet type] | [In/Active] | [Status ie 100%]
Part III: Force Description
> 50 Type-32 dreadnoughts
> 100 Type-64 carriers
> 200 Type-71 battlecruisers
> 150 Type-83 frigates
Abby - By Fire or Ice TG - Part 2
By Fire or Ice (An Abby Longbloom tale) *continued*
Young Abby shut her eyes. The words that Marcus read to her were captivating but the story made her tremble. She didn’t want the bad stuff to happen. She just wanted to skip to the happy ending knowing that everything would be alright.
But she also knew stories wouldn’t be stories if they worked like that. She leaned back in her bed and looked over at the little hover-bot with its soft, enveloping light. Even though she knew it wasn’t programmed to respond to names, she liked to call it “Chipper” when thinking about it because it always fluttered about with a quick, delighted feeling.
She knew all that was programmed into it, along with habits like the special times it stayed with her and how it always seemed to predict when she needed something. She knew it wasn’t alive but she liked to think that her dad had modified it in such a way that it was something more than all the other hover-bots
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