Two types of travel are possible, gate travel, and null drive. null drive came first, it was discovered by a particle physicist on io.
Sci-Fi, Space, Story Series
"yes yes brian, praise be to null. i'll set aside a cup of fruit tea and some cookies for null too.
Boar, Dark slime, Female, Fighting, Knight, Magic, Male, Monster Girl Encyclopedia, Monstergirl, Pheromones, Seduction, Slime, charm, martial arts, sparring, tea
Living plush is a form that uses very unique properties, integrating a natural null-space field in a body that is normally inanimate.
Backstory, monologue
I rubbed my head, as soon as the null had shut off the world had exploded back into thoughts and people talking in their minds again.
Bad Language, Clean, Dragon, Elf, Fox, Gender Shifting, Military, Relationships, Snake, Spider, Violence (Not In Yiff), Werewolf, siren
**Part 1** - "Let There Be Light"
How long had it been? Eve couldn't be sure. They had no real concept of time in this place. There was nothing to indicate time was even passing. All they knew was that they had turned...
Ambiguous Gender, Ambiguous Protagonist, null
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when hope becomes null
and happiness dies;
life will feel pointless.
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when you feel alone
with nothing to keep you strong;
life does feel pointless.
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but happiness comes;
sadness is not all you have;
life. is not. pointless.
Depression, Love, Poem, Short, happiness, sadness, truth
Pendant ce temps, les autres membres de la bande se regroupent pour faire face en bloc à cette menace venue de nulle part. la créature, un de ces vampires dont on parle beaucoup pour le moment, les regarde d'un air étrange.
Bat, French Language, Vampire
I desire the fight, not for the conflict,
the momentary null, allowing some healing.
the mortuary culled, allowing some mourning.
each scar, its own tale of war.
each tear, my own hail of tar.
M/solo, No-Yiff, Poetry
Always keeping each others
powerful emotions bouyed,
now there is nothing
just null and void.
like a machine
missing a part,
it's the only way
i can explain a broken heart.
Heartbreak, Poetry, Spring 87, hope
A glue factory.there is the cold where i belong it's always snowing it's always cold,and there is no food,but i'm in the warmest place there is to know,and yet,i feel so very cold.i should leave the grammer police hunt for me with a shotgun full of null
nothing
You are **truth** without **love** , without **hate** , just a **voice**
swing the **chain** , pendant **glow** , i will **foll** ow the **grand**
master **truth** , master **love** , master **hate** , i re **joice**
and you **null** ify **thought** ,
Hypnosis, Otter, Poetry