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The Last StopThe Last Stop
Disembarkation at a strange place
What would you think, when you climb down from the bus at a rather unknown and undeveloped part of the country at a small town you neither visited before nor even heard of? Writers I have read before now have surely felt the same way.
This definitely small town was rather unheard of by many people, as it was not shown on the map. There was no name at town limits to identify it, and after I climbed off the bus I ventured to ask inhabitants; but most of them gave a stock answer.
"No, sir, I can't say that I ever heard the founders give it a name. You might ask them if you can."
I wandered up and down the main roads of the town but nobody had an inkling. I pondered seeking the town council for answers. Then, the strangeness of the setting made me shudder and I paused to think who the founders would be. What would happen if I went to town council. Would they answer the same way?
I paused for a moment to think, to delibera
Like a Hammer on a NailLike a Hammer on a Nail
For whoever it concerns
Growing up and going to school
In a town claiming multi-ethnicity
The teachers taught us all the golden rule
But life was different for minorities
Other kids just latched on
I hoped I'd have done when I went home
But my overbearing mother made me wail
In my bedroom at end of day
Waiting for the painful and inevitable blow
Deaf ears turned to what I'd say
Mother claimed that she could know
I challenged her at each outburst like that
But none at home would tip the hat
I should succeed but in the end I failed
And each word of derision,
And each swing of the belt on my back
Hurt me like a hammer on a nail
Like a hammer on a nail
A hammer on a nail
MAGGOT- A short storyThe boy nestled the hand grenade close to his chest . The deadly explosive felt icy cold even though the afternoon city was feverish with the summer humidity. He feared jostling it, so he walked quickly but with extreme care.
Shesh's bare feet padded as he navigated the rusting tin panels that lined the floor of this particular narrow slum alleyway. He could tell by the denseness of the air -and the smell- that he was very near the bottom levels of the many storied Sun City.
He knew they called it that because you could never see the sun this deep into the lower floors of the slums. It wasn't very clever. He figured that they just didn’t want to call it Slum City.
Cramped old apartment buildings, and scavenged bits of metal and plastic formed a rat warren of tiny overfilled dwellings and markets dozens of floors deep. Every twenty meters or so throughout Sun City, corroded water pipes and hulking bundles of cables crawled through the labyrinth like the roots of banyan tree
TMNT A Forced DutyIntroduction
Once there was a large kingdom named D'Hoonnib, full of a variety of people, cultures, and dangers. It held six provinces.
An island to the north of the mainland, lay the province of Sakurn, ruled by King Oroku Saki. This province is known for it's manufacturing in weaponry and supplies. Also it is known for it's natural beauty, due to the island being almost completely covered in cherry blossom trees, and rich culture. King Saki had only one heir, a daughter named Karai.
On the mainland, to the northeast, lay the province of Fandreen, ruled by King Kirby O'Neil. This land is rich with forests and manufactures textiles for most of the kingdom. King Kirby was married to Queen Veronica, who passed away just three months ago. Since the death of his wife, King Kirby has grown ill and become extremely depressed. The only heir is Princess April, who now cares for her father as the province slips into debt.
An island to the east of the mainland, is the province Syralia, ruled by
Girls CubedHolly walked into the garage and was curious as she saw her friend Danielle signing a piece of paper and handing it back to a delivery man, who proceeded back to his truck. Next to them was a large machine with two wide openings and a control panel on its side. Holly had no idea what the machine’s function was. She walked toward Danielle, pondering various possibilities during the short walk.
“Hey Danielle.” Holly said, “What is this?” she asked, pointing at the large device.
“Hi, Holly. It’s a goo shaper. When you put in some goo, or a goo girl, it can morph the girl into many shapes and keep them like that for a while with a special freezing mixture.” Danielle explained.
“Oh, alright.” Holly said, lost in thought as she looked at the machine. She was now able to distinguish the entrance and exit to the machine. The hole where goo was supposed to go in was only three feet wide, but the end where shapes would come out was abou
A Mission of Friendship, part 4Melina Suriel was just opening a small white box in her hands as her son and his tiny passenger came down the stairs. Seeing what was inside, her eyes lit up with delight.
“Colby!” she said excitedly, forgetting to keep her voice down around the human, Danny. She turned just in time to see him clap his hands over his ears. Her eyes widened with embarrassment and she covered her mouth, saying in a forced whisper, “Oh! I’m so sorry! It’s just that Colby got something in the … um … the …”
A frustrated look crossed her face. She brushed her long, black, curly hair back with one hand and said something to her son in their native language. He answered in kind, speaking enthusiastically. Danny, of course, could understand nothing and shifted uncomfortably in his friend’s palm. On some level, he had forgotten that the giants had a whole other language of their own — they spoke English with no accent.
“I got something in th
TMNT A Forced Duty Ch. 1Chapter 1
“Princess Mona!” a large woman dressed in a dirty dress puffed out as she ran through the hallways of a large castle.
“Yes Nurse Mother?” Mona answered from behind the large woman, startling her.
“Ooh!!” the nursemaid jumped. “Princess Mona Lisa! Don't sneak up on me like that! You'll be the death of me I just know it!”
Mona giggled, “Oh Nurse Mother! I know you much better than that!” Mona leaned against the woman and then embraced as much of her as she could. “And if you did, what would I do without you?”
The nursemaid smiled and then snorted, “What would your mother do without me is more like it!” Mona laughed again and began waltzing around the hallway in her under garments. “Princess! Return to your room and put on that dress! You'll be joining your parents for lunch then leaving for WhiteDawn to meet the Emperor's son!”
Mona let out a loud, dramatic sigh, “Oh the life o
Gendercide“I was born when the disease first showed up, that’s what I know for certain. My mother told me that much. I remember it well being taken to be tested for the virus, but I saw it all unfold right to this moment. There are no women left on the planet according to every nation with an internet connection.” Kevin said into his recording device.
As he sat watching TV and eating an instant TV dinner he figured that someone may want to wonder about how humans began a slow path to extinction. He like many men had settled into a routine waiting out the most boring apocalypse imaginable. Women are going extinct and nothing could stop the virus. He contemplated playing video games again when his phone beeped. He pressed the screen and read his mother’s text, come to the lab now we need you Kevin perked up maybe a cure had been found just in the nick of time.
His mother’s text was simple to the point free of smiley faces and kisses he knew he had to hurry. Kev
Attempting to ChangeThe castle walls had grown boring to the Russian as he roamed the halls. The castle, interior and exterior, was rather beautiful Dmitri ha to admit. However, it grew rather dull after being there for so long. Since arrival to the castle, Dmitri had not spoken to anyone of his house. Dmitri did not see many in the Baroness's House, and he found it strange. He tried to remain away for the time, feeling he would only cause trouble.
The vampire still seemed to find ways of causing trouble though. In the first few days he try to steal some of the harpies food. He came up empty handed, and regretted the decision, after. Dmitri hadn't made enemies with the werewolves in the castle, at least not yet. He saw no true reason to mess with them, and he admired their loyalty. Still, he did not converse with the werewolves, for he felt he'd cause trouble when given the chance.
Since being in Bulgaria, Dmitri is under Ludovica's rules. Though there were not to many rules, there were enough to re
Bruises: A Red vs. Blue fanfictionNot all of Wash's memories were always his own, but he's made them his. After Locus takes them down, Wash has a lot of bruises. They are the colors of his memories. There is a doctor here. She is not one of his memories. She says that says he will heal with time. He's not sure if she's talking about the bruises or the memories. (Not exactly spoilers, but watch 12x9, 12x10 first.)
Tucker, Simmons, and Grif are talking as they try to set up a make shift base after the crash. They're talking about girls. There had been some cute ones on the ship, like the pilot Tucker had been flirting with, but they're dead now. Simmons is mourning another missed chance to speak to women while Tucker mourns the loss of “dat ass.”
Wash likes girls. He always has. He guesses his reaction to them was always somewhere in between Tucker's and Simmons's. On the one hand, he ardently admires the female form. On the other, he's always been a bit bumbling and awkward talking to women...or about
A Mission of Friendship, part 5EXPLANATION: There is no vore in this, but I understand a certain scene might be considered too close to that. No one ends up inside anyone else in any way, but there is some interaction with the outside of a giant mouth while it is in the process of drinking. If you want to skip that part, watch out for the word “swimmer,” and skip eight paragraphs after you see it.
Danny had anticipated that dinner with the Suriels would be bizarre — would he have to sit close to a bunch of looming giant faces noisily chewing their food? The picnic lunch was calm enough, but he had sat far away from everyone then. For dinner now, he was seated at his own human-scaled chair and TV tray on top of the dining room table. He was perched only about a human room’s length away from Colby’s enormous plate.
It was an Esdreel custom for the host to serve his guest directly, and Colby very carefully allowed his friend to be seated before he placed his meal before him. It was
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