Macro Training Camp
#5 of scrap a short about ponies getting training to be gentle giants before they can go to earth... and do things. macro training camp by: blobskin contains: mlp, implied macro, realism version: 2 --- the classroom was sorta nice.
A Writing Study: Somebody That I Used to Know
#2 of studies, vignettes, & scraps another day, another writing duel with old_pines (formerly furtuous). this time we both had the same prompt--777 words on the phrase "somebody that i used to know".
Introduction to the World of Arrinoth
Small bands of thugs began to gather together, taking what they thought belonged to them and leaving whatever meager scraps they may not have wanted behind. such growing corruption began to spawn hard ships that never before had been seen in the land.
Ascenscion Run Rampant...
It was crowded thick with musty tomes and...were those old scraps of half eaten goat? and the smell was like a mixture of sulphur, alkali, and decayig everything. surely this must be hell... yet movement to his left gave him a start.
Blood on Ice - Part Two Prologue
#7 of scrapped chapters life in the arctic tundra can be difficult but greater than fear of the dangers of the tundra is the fear of the southern influences rising to the top of the world.
The Wastes- Chapter 1: To the Victor...
Looters wasted no time salvaging scraps of iron or plastic from the cars that had once stood here.
Alison Everett Bio
In her time alone, she managed to discover that she had a knack for tinkering, fixing up old machines that no longer worked and even building her first mech entirely from scrap that she had scavenged from discarded appliances.
Bound In Beast Flesh -- Aperture
#2 of bound in beast flesh: transformation rpg scraps i felt like i needed to write a continuation to this vignette. i've moved out of state since last writing, and am living with a dear friend, who i have mild affections for.
Kaynine: New Mexico
#1 of scraps and unfinished work exploring kaynine combat. i want to finish this one, i'm just drawing blanks right now. will definitely revisit it though.
THE FRONT: PART 5
One second he was sitting against the side of the trench, the next he was buried amid scraps of splintered wood and mud. scott gasped for air and pulled himself out. his helmet was gone and his uniform was covered in mud.
Special Interests [Intro?]
To mind so don't think im stealing your character or anything x3 ill give it a while and see what people think of the intro. if enough people think its good ill continue with the story and make it into a yiff. if not ill let the story end with this and scrap
Apartment. 615 b: Chapter 1
Jack jumped out of the cab and ran to the payphone, blocking out his thoughts momentarily as he tried to find the scrap of crumpled paper that had his landlady's number.