Car meets tree
[This will be my first work ever submitted out there. I apologize for any odd choices of word or repetition, or poor grammatical use if that is the case. I intend this to be the first part of a series, but I'm uncertain how motivated I am at the...
My Life as a Slave 14
My Life as a Slave News Station 8: 6 Am "In other news there has been an investigation into the plane crash last week. It has been determined that it wasn't...
My Life as a Slave 4
I saw his ribs, that problem alone was bad enough. then if you feel his skin you can feel the welts those anti riot prods that could hurt a dragon.
My Life as a Slave 3
My Life as a Slave Happy Birthday Well she showed me around the rest of this huge house. She told me I was to live life to the fullest. She seemed...
Of Skyscrapers and Taxi drivers... Chapter 1: Cats, Snow, and a Doorman
Im gonna give the story writing part a try so please forgive me if it isnt the best ^^. Comments and feedback are always welcome, its what keeps us writers/artists...
Prologue - Out of Character
I woke up one night, after having an extremely vivid dream. It was like I saw through the eyes of another version of me in another world. Me as my wolven fursona. I saw his day just as clearly as my own. And it sucked. I woke up with a start, and felt...
Characters for Shadowrun Story: Silvara
Silvara (Role: Logic) Type III SURGE (Beastman, 15pt) (400 pt Build) Qualities: PQ: Technomancer (5), Insulating Pelt (5), Claws (5), Fangs (5), Keen-Eared (5), Ogre Stomach (5), Low-Light vision (5), Metagenic Improvement (Body) (5) NQ: Vestigal...
Alone and Forgotten
Life fled from her body and the man simply picked his box back up, and got out on her floor, leaving her dying body there in the elevator, alone and forgotten.
The Helping Hand
The Helping Hand by Ephemeral\_Dreams Ever since the days when clouds were all, Ever minced my mind stayed yet so tall. A skyward gaze finding no stars in the night. A wayward haze grinding my tears in its might. They do not come, not...
Never To forget
**Never to Forget** By Nekoli Dimitrev (nick8414) Paw are sweaty, heart racing, arms at ready, emotions suppressed , as he's ready to address if he gets to live or die. He hears the bullets he reacts , dives for cover and...
A fox and his lamp. *short story*
**storys from the Dojo: A fox and his lamp.** **Disclaimer:this is a simple transformation into a plant, if you have a issue with me doing a clean story you can not read this!** The Dojo was located in the middle of a mystical forest,...
Dream log entry 00a
I liked this world more than the old one, here i have friends back there i didnt here i have a team back there i was alone. always wishing and hoping for change. did that change finally happen? am i in the dream world ive always wanted?