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Mass Effect - Origins of the ReapersThe Citadel, constructed by the Keepers with the help of their Machines. Their civilization had reached its peak , though the Keepers themselves were not the toughest and strongest species alive. More species began developing spaceflight abilities, and soon they would discover the Mass Relays. The Mass Relays that they had developed to reach the edges of the galaxy. The Mass Relays built by the Machines that they had so perfectly engineered.
The threat of the native creatures, mainly the Thresher Maws , was gone now the Machines had nearly wiped them out. The Destroyers proved very effective in combat against ground-based targets. While they weren't as large or tough as the capital ships, they had enough firepower and size to fight a large capital ship, or in this case, a Thresher Maw. The Machines that were destroyed could be replaced with new ones, made from the genetic material of their dead. Their ancestors lived on as one, in the body of the Machine, helping the Keeper society eve
Nightmares on Gehenna - PrologueGehenna was, as always, it's usual calm self. The trees slowly moved in the wind and the animals were resting under the somewhat cooler trees. The waterfalls roared and the fish splashed. Nothing disturbed the natural peace on the planet.
But that was fifteen years ago.
Now the trees were chopped down, the wind carried the smell of blood with him, and the animals fled long ago for the endless fires and explosions destroyed their homes. The waterfalls were blocked by dams to produce energy for the factories and military encampments that were build on the once-beautiful plains. The fish were killed by the toxics that were dumped in the water, for humans did not care for the wellbeing of nature.
Humans care for numbers and money. Gehenna has a vast resource of uranium, hidden under the tropical forests. The UN had invested heavily in the exploration of earth-like worlds and has funded colonists. Gehenna was encountered and scans showed there was an incredible amount of uranium under the s
Something'Oké, ik ga nu je zwaartekrachtsveld testen, kapitein-luitenant.' Zei de technicus. Hij pakte het speciale testpistool van de tafel af. Deze schoot kleine en onschadelijke kogeltjes af, die het veld als echt beschouwde. De technicus schoot twee keer en was voldaan met het resultaat.
'Het veld werkt. Nu ga ik kijken of ze ook opladen zonder problemen.'
Hij pakte nog een apparaat van de tafel af, die leek op een pen. Hij drukte op een knopje en tikte de veldgenerator aan met het apparaatje. Het veld werd gedeactiveerd en het blauwe lichtje floepte uit. Na een paar seconden begon het lichtje weer te schijnen en werden de schilden weer geactiveerd.
'Goed. Je generators werken prima. Nu de wapentraining.' De technicus liep naar een kast en stond op het punt die te openen, toen de deur van het lab openging. Het was Admiraal Clark, een van hoogste militairen van de Aarde.
'Wapentraining is niet nodig, sergeant. Iemand die Gehenna heeft overleeft weet hoe je met wapens moet omgaan.' Hij k
STAR WARS: Knights of Coruscant - Chapter 1''Congratulations on retrieving the briefcase, Marcel.'' Said Vass to the informant. ''Did the Trandoshan bring trouble?''
''Nothing we couldn't handle.'' Said the Jedi. He was completely bald, his head gleaming in the bright sunlight. His lightsaber was safely dangling at his belt, where it belonged.
''Our experts have studied the briefcase, and the information was very valuable. It seems Czerka is more ambitious than I thought.'' Vass continued. He still looked remarkably young, though he already passed his sixties. He had a cybernetic hand, made out of beskar, a nearly-indestructible metal, mined from the Mandalorian moon Concordia. It had replaced the organic hand that was lost on Dxun during the Mandalorian Wars.
''What kind of information?'' Asked Marcel, the organization's hacker and informant. ''I've already broken in their main systems and I've only found stock and exchange numbers.''
''The numbers formed a code. It is an old one, it was used during the Mandal
STAR WARS: Knights of Coruscant - Prologue''Right.'' The man said, his face hidden under a dark cowl. He was dressed with simple clothing and a long robe, so that a part of it slid over the dirty ground. Here, in the underbelly of Coruscant, the streets were never clean. Rubbish was everywhere, from corpses to fridges. The man moved his hand near his belt, where he felt the metal reassurance that was his lightsaber. He and his informant entered a narrow alley, where a Kajain'sa'Nikto was actively searched a trash can for something eatable. He scowled when he saw the pair coming into his alley and growled to the two men, like a beast defending its territory. The robed man moved his hand.
''You will take these credits and find yourself a life.''
''I will take the credits and find myself a life.'' The man said, looking very confused and he left the alley.
The pair continued, until they reached a very dark corner, just left of the alley. A Trandoshan and a Rodian were already waiting for them. The Trandoshan hissed something in hi
Same face, different person - IIt was cold in the hearth of Russia. Snow continued to come and everything was frozen. No single person ventured himself outside with this type of weather. Well, at least a smart person didn't. Jake was cold, and his fingers were frozen, yet he didn't complain. He had been trained for this, he was possible this. For him the large obstacle parcours stood. Made to make a man of him. And he was only sixteen.
Jake wasn't just a normal boy. Not even a real human. Jake was a clone. One of the many children of the cloning facilities in Moscow. Made to fulfilling stipulated destiny, made by people. He wasn't allowed to believe in any type of religion or god. ''That will only distract you from the real world, and your goal.'' The instructors of the facility's school said.
Jake looked at the obstacle course, when he heard the sharp noise of the signal. He ran full ahead and jumped on the trampoline. '''One. Two. Three!'' The instructor shouted. ''Jump!'' J
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 4)
“What?!” I cried in surprise. “Your family is coming here?”
“Yes.” Yumi giggled. “Of course they will.” I shuddered a little at the thought of more of Yumi’s kind coming to this planet. What if they were discovered? Yumi didn’t seem to realize what a huge deal it was for an alien to arrive on earth in this way. A whole family of them showing up could cause a lot of trouble and it would be a lot harder to cover up.
“When are they coming?” I asked.
“Uncertain…they need a means to get here first.” She whispered, depression in her voice. She walked to my bedroom and took a seat on the bed, her tail coiling around her and resting on her knee like a pillow that the could rest her elbows on. I followed her in and crossed my arms.
“Wait, then how did you get here? Did it have something to do with that I heard on my way here?”
“Yes!” Yumi exclaimed. “You saw where the object
Sonic Freebound Episode 1: Prt 1
Episode 1: Re-Launch
Ext. The Earth – Day
In the vast black emptiness of this corner of the galaxy The Earth is an island of color and life. Blue and green mingle beneath roving banks of white clouds and the population centers of humanity glimmer like terrestrial stars.
Then there’s a brighter light; blinding.
Then another. And another.
The clouds light as if lightning storms the size of nations are brewing beneath.
A shadow falls across the planet and we see it.
An enormous red and black warship clearly of alien design descends from the void, viewports glowing with a sickly green-yellow light. Periodic blasts of energy leap from its base, ripping through the clouds and raining upon the world below.
Smaller ships swarm around it like insects defending their hive.
The ship is easily the size of Texas by itself. The smaller fighters are practically invisible as the scope expands to encompass its full, looming immensity. Even comparatively
Thalia's Tale - Chapter Sixteen - A New Enemy "Name and Profession." The Captain stated dully.
"Thalia Kal." Thalia replied. "Skylord."
A teen near the back of the crowd raised an eyebrow. The Captain's eyes narrowed. "A what?" He demanded.
Kevin and Logan exchanged nervous glances as Thalia nodded, holding her ground. "A Skylord." She comfirmed. She bowed her head respectfully. "Skylord Kal, at your service."
"I couldn't care less what your name is! As long as it starts with Skylord, I won't have you on my ship!" The Captain shouted. "Go fly off somewhere else!"
"My ship crashed nearby." Thalia replied. "I've got to get back to Skyhold somehow, and I've got no other choice."
"I'll not be having your kind aboard my ship!" The Captain barked. "Now get off before I make you get off."
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - Chapter One The night was heavy with activity in the old fashioned Chinese town of Gudang. Although it was well past midnight, people were up and about as though it were midday. Rain shot out of the sky, thunder sounding loudly several times a minute. People bustled down the streets all talking loudly, hurrying to get out of the rain. They all tried to speak above the loud clatter of carts and rain and thunder, all talking in Chinese.
One man, however, remained totally silent as he trudged through the mud. His face was covered by a black cowl, the cloak wrapped tightly around him to shield him both from the rain and from view. He walked down the road with his head hidden until he came to an old inn and walked quickly inside. The plaque above the door read, ‘The Green Harper’.
He walked in to heavy clamor. Men laughing and d
Thalia's Tale - Chapter Seventeen - Sacrifice “Oi! Wasn’t one of you a Minstrel?” One of the crewmembers shouted.
Kevin winced into his mug, then set it down and turned to face the rest of the room with a fake smile. “That’d be me.” He said.
“Then play us a tune!” The crewmember said. The rest of the crew gave their agreements in unison.
“Yeah, Kevin.” Jack smirked. “Play us a tune.”
Kevin shot a glare at him before taking his mandolin off from where it was strapped to his back. “Alright.” He said. “Any requests?”
“I’ve got one!” A girl member said. “How about ‘If This Were a Movie?”
Kevin thought for a moment. “I’ve got to sing for that…” He said.
Thalia's Tale - Chapter 18 - The Mourning Process The sky was thick with clouds at dawn. It seemed like the sky was begging to rain but it was just barely holding back. The down was cold and gray. Thalia was glad she had her red Skylord’s blazer to keep her warm as she walked out onto the deck. It was silent. The rest of the crew had gone and taken a well deserved rest. As soon as Venom had gone to the pirate’s side, the ship turned and went off.
Thalia tried to get some sleep herself, but it just wasn’t working. Considering what had happened the previous night, it was understandable. She had gone out onto the deck with the intention of being alone, but she quickly realized her intentions were in vain.
Sitting on the railing of the ship was the last person still around that Thalia could rely on. He appeared to be reading
Every Breath You Take || Ch.3 "Unnnhh..heh. Yah." Sam replied, unable to stop staring at the tiny girl standing on the desk. A half smile pushed onto his face. "I-its fine. We got more than enough food for guests."
Dean rolled his eyes, knowing that his brother was likely still in a stupor and only finally understanding what he was seeing. He probably doesn't realize he's got his stupid smile on.
But as Dean's green eyes went back to Claire, he noticed that she was more relaxed than he thought she'd be. A frown twitched at the edge of his mouth. He never got why people fell for his brother's dopey, lost, and loveable puppy side. Most of the time it wasn't an act either, and vics would fall right for it and spill their guts like teenagers stopping at confession after spring break. Whatever. If it keeps Claire calm...Then..fine.
He saw his brothers mouth open, probably about to ask her about the attack....or if she wants him to
Digimon: Dawn of New Era Episode 2
Chapter 2: Aquilamon takes Flight!
*Its been two days since Grizzlymon was defeated as everyone was wondering what happen at the park while going about their day in New York City. At an Elementary School, Chloe was sitting in her classroom with other students waiting for the bell to ring that marks the end of the of the day. Many children were talking about common things like what they will be doing next weekend and what they did during the day off from school. However some of the children were talking about what they saw on the news about a giant bear and a giant wolf battle each other in Central Park.*
Chloe: *to herself* I wish me and Hawkmon could’ve go with Mark and Wolfmon. *looks out the window* I mean, I wonder when Hawkmon will digivolve? I really love to know what’s his champion form.
*Just then the school bell ring as the children cheered and headed out the main entrance. Chloe on the other hand went out towards the playground and went over to a bench where she s
Let the Sparrows InI.
Blackbirds rest on the power lines,
their silhouettes form the notation
to a dawn song set on the sheet music
of telephone poles contrasted by the sun.
Curled leaves are land mines littered
on the lawn where imprints of twigs
and a nurturing robin's tracks collect.
Branchlets and leaflets stem from
porch step railings and mailboxes;
the numbers read odd on the east,
even on the west side of the asphalt:
The engraved letters on
the siding reads, "Davis."
This house is home to family
so let the sparrows in.
with its branching hallways
furniture rooted to the floor
family, friends, the occasional
out from home.
Let the sparrows in; let
Let the door's
loosen—let the door stand ajar
be let open
the night owls and
let the doves
in pairs in the iridescent
Let the sparrows in.
Framed on either side
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