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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
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - PROLOGUE “Ow…” Ant slowly lifted a hand to his forehead. As soon as he made contact, a sharp pain shot through his head. “OW.” He scowled and opened his eyes. He was looking up at what seemed to be the sky, but everything was blurry. Everything around him seemed to be tinted a pure white color. He blinked several and his vision began to clear.
“Oh god… What the hell happened…?” He placed his hands on the ground on either side of him and lifted himself up into a sitting position. As he did, he felt an unnatural feeling on his back. It felt like he had an uncomfortable weight placed on his shoulders and upper back. He shook his head lightly and rolled his shoulders, but the feeling didn’t go away.
He glanced behind him. His eyes widened. H
SWtCW: Homecoming pt. 6Orbit of Pandora, aboard the Republic Star Destroyer Vigil
Tag scowled at Ace. “She's doing what?”
“She's going to some kind of meeting between the local leaders.” the Captain replied. “She thinks we need their help.”
Tag's scowl deepened behind his helmet. “You've got to be kidding.”
“No sir, we'll be heading out tonight. Can you hold until we get back?”
Tag snorted. “I've landed most of the legion now and we're dug in, the Seps still outnumber us but we're not going to go anywhere unless they use their warships.”
Ace nodded. “Yes sir...do you think they'll continue to refrain from using their ships?”
“I do, we've been watching them flying large transports from the surface to the orbiting ships. It looks like they're transporting something from the planet. I think that's why they've refrained from engaging us in ship-to-ship combat. They need whatever they're extracting down there and don't want
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."
Amna - ProloguePrologue; Evaluation of Amna.
Overthinking. Overthinking? Overthinking. It's what I usually do in my spare time. Which is... All the time. I can't remember the last time I've seen another being, it's been ages. My hair is long now, it goes down to my knees. I've never let it go past the tips of my long ears before, but I suppose being locked up in this dark world took my mind away from my hair. I don't know how long I've been locked away in here... here in which I believe is some sort of library. There are lots of books, books with stories all thought up by others. Stories.. Myths and legends.. Or reports and truths?
It's strange, it's strange I've yet to run out of resources that allow me to live. There is always clean water in the fountain, there is always bread and some type of meat in the lounge. It appears every time I sleep, I've tried to stay awake to see if someone is sneaking it, b
Venom/Elfen Lied: Venomous Vectors Chapter 21Chapter Twenty One: Final Battle Part 1
On the shore of the now destroyed Diclonius Research Facility, Kaede stood by a SHIELD BTR-80 with her brother Kokoro as she observed the damaged done to the hellish island. For years she wished she could see this place crumble under its own hellish weight, but she never realized the world would also like to see this place taken down.
“Guess this is one chapter of your life you can close.” A familiar voice said as Kaede turned to see Venom standing next to her.
“But I will bear the scar, that’s something I can never forget.” Kaede said, more to herself than her friend.
“Scars are just a sign of someone with a will to live, that I know for sure.” Venom countered as he himself knows how to bear physical and mental scarring.
“So what’s going to happen to big sis and me now Mr. Venom?” Kokoro asks Venom as his grip on Kaede’s finger tightens.
Empire Application Sheet: 2058 UpdateRULES:
You must submit your empire with a section of information using this template
SSC, (Sciastenos Centum)
OOC note: SSC virtually never states what SSC actually stands for, so there should be virtually no reason to say the whole thing in RP.
Date of Founding:
December 20th 1465 unofficial, April 12th 1917 official.
Modern with clear multi-ethnic standards.
My Original Version:
Myric’s Turbocharged Version:
Official – “Ventis Secundis Semper Peragemus” (“With favorable winds ever onward”)
Official- The Warrior Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lTs6a0ORdQU
Original Galaxy: The Hub, Atreus, Harnett, Port Aries(mars), Por
the fall of man (Post apocalyptic hetalia au) “It is the highest form of self-respect to admit our errors and mistakes and make amends for them. To make a mistake is only an error in judgment, but to adhere to it when it is discovered shows infirmity of character.”
“Damn it,” a frustrated Alfred said under his breath. He had spilled a bottle of rubbing alcohol on his projector, for the second time. He quickly grabbed the American flag themed handkerchief sitting beside him on the counter. After nearly wiping all the words, formulas and ideas off of the transparent plastic, he frowned. After working for 3 days straight, with the exception of his 30 minute breaks, there was now nothing to show for it. He sighed, placing the handkerchief back in its original. He fell back onto the small, leather sofa, taking his glasses off and rubbing his temples.
“Christ,” he thought, “Can’t I just drop the damn case?”
After some thought, he realiz
A Week Of KissesA Week Of Kisses
The first day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your shoulder,
Well before I thought about your lips.
Because I don’t know what I am doing, firstly,
But more importantly,
It’s because I know things can spiral quickly,
If things start shifting
After we lay down the concrete.
So I kiss the foundation,
Before we reach the soil.
The second day I told you I loved you,
I imagined kissing your elbow,
Because it holds together the touch
And the flex.
To exhibit it,
I must kiss the joint that bends
And combines us together.
The third day I told you I loved you,
I lay my lips to your temples,
As I learned about the temple of reform,
For the Youth in North America.
Kissing you there signifying I will protect you,
As well as your temple,
As we re-form, into something more.
The fourth day I told you I loved you,
I’d kiss you softly on your forehead.
Because that’s what holds your brillian
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