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The Forge - 2 - Gawain's GiftThe Forge.
Gawain slept silently, nestled in amongst the nest of blankets inside his crib.
The early morning rays of the sun had started to make their way into the buildings of the hidden away town, waking the residents of every home slowly.
The market square was already busy with early-risers and people manning stalls to sell their wares and services to others; a few main shops were also open earlier than usual. It seemed to be a good day for business in the town today.
Miss Airea awoke, then moved towards the crib immediately.
“Gawain? Gawain, Wake up.”
Gawain stretched out slowly, yawning silently.
“Wake up, it's time to get your gift and have breakfast...”
Gawain crawled out from the nest of blankets and slowly stood up, looking up at Miss Airea.
Miss Airea smiled down at the little half-Draconic child that now started rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"Good morning Miss Airea. What's going to happen today...?"
"Well it’s time for breakfast
The Forge - Start of a lifeThe Forge.
The Start of a Life.
A bridge, the starting point of our story, was bathed in the fading rays of sunset, whilst the sky was a deep crimson in the fading hours of the day.
A lone soul was sitting on the rails of the bridge, staring out into the coming darkness of night.
A sound alerted him, so he spun around on the rails. But nothing was there on either side of the bridge.
As he did another spin to watch the remaining sunset, the scales on his arm shimmered slightly in the remaining light.
"Another silent night..." His voice echoed slightly, only small and feeble.
Once the sun had completed its transition from day to night, the young being hopped off the rails; he stood just below the railing on the bridge.
"I should head back to the orphanage..."
He turned and started heading down the old, cracked, and damaged stone pathway.
Down the path, through the cold of the settling darkness, the Metalsmith was visible. It was an old wood and stone structure with smoggy windows that ha
TGU Chapter 13-2The Ghost Unit.
Chapter Thirteen Two.
Fortune was falling through the atmosphere, in a slowly breaking drop-pod. Something sent it off course, and Fortune was considering his limited options.
"Opea... I want you to break open the drop-pod, like you would when it`s embedded in the ground."
"Burst open? That isn't safe at this height, Fortune. The Debris could land on someone below."
"Who would be below us? We're literally over the middle of nowhere." Fortune hastily, and bluntly, snapped.
".... Right, then. Bursting pod."
It took a few moments before three pops could be heard. They were detonation pins. A few moments later, and a loud bang was heard, sending four cracks down the sides of the pod, each follow the weaker metal and causing more fractures in the metal as they went further down the pod.
After that, the pod fell apart, leaving Fortune free-falling without the confines of the pod.
"So much better. Remind me to never get into a Drop-pod again."
"Right. Now, About not fa
TGU Chapter ThirteenThe Ghost Unit
Fortune had entered a special pod made for launching "Drop Pods" in-atmosphere, and he was awaiting the launch.
The sound of machinery beneath the Drop Pod whirred to life, an incredible ring of light before he could feel heat through the thermal walls in the pod.
"Jeez, It's getting hot in here!" Fortune growled through the radio.
"Well, Sorry. It`s not being launched from Atmosphere, so it doesn't have the Vacuum that cools it instantly!"
"I`m not complaining, just saying!"
The whirl of a turbine in the Drop Pod signalled it`s coming to life.
"Entering Coordinates for drop." Opea spoke through the helmets in-built speakers.
"HURRY UP AND LAUNCH THE DAMNED THING!"
"One moment!" The technician spoke as he entered the Coords himself.
The sound of something being detonated underneath the pod was heard, then pressure started building around and beneath the pod.
"Readying pressure launch..."
Fortune gave a quiet, but audible, growl. H
Little Scales Part V!Little Scales
The Moonlit Glade.
Scales was still unconscious, as the night settled over the glade. Operia had faded, but as she did, a small "band" of crystal had formed around the ankle of Scales' right fore-paw.
The Glade was bathed in a subtle moonlight, the sounds of the late-night forest filled the air, whilst Scales lay curled up in the dirt.
"Wake up little one..."
A silent whimper left Scales as he slowly rose, a chill was in the air, a light fog limited Scales currently short vision.
"Good boy, Scales. Now go deeper into the forest. You'll be much, much safer there..."
The forest floor was cold and damp, and as Scales got to his feet, he moved his paws slightly. He didn't like the cold.
"You`ll be safer there, in the deeper Glades."
Scales started taking little, clumsy steps, heading in the direction he thought was the "Deeper Glades".
"Turn around. It's the other direction."
He slowly turned, trying not to slip and fall. Scales
Emotions are like an unending current which we all struggle against.
But sometimes, we dam them up, and hide them behind a fake smile.
A small defence, that never seems to fail.
But, On occasion.
Everything floods through, the rising torrent bashing against our control.
We lose to this, for it is inevitable.
No matter how long it may take.
Even if we throw up walls, and steel ourselves.
We all succumb to the OverFlow.
Little Scales PT4 Of ???Little Scales
Scales had passed out, whilst in the presence of Lyle, his old, forgotten, human friend. Lyle panicked, and tried to awake the unconscious hatchling.
"Little Dragon! Wake up! Wake up!! What happened?! It wasn't me, was it?!"
A small glow appeared around Scales, in the shape of another dragon's paws. Operia was showing herself; as a full adult in form.
"Scales... It's okay. This human won`t harm you..."
"What the...?! Who are you.... WHAT are you?! I can..."
"I am Operia. A dragon's spirit. And the one who turned this little one into a Hatchling with no recollection of his past, as did I take away his ability to talk until he ages enough."
"Operia? That's a stupid name...."
"Do you disrespect the very ancient in-front of you? You deserve a punishment, you insolent piece of pale-skinned refuse."
"What are you? A thousand?"
A low growl could be heard coming from Operia, as she stood and raised her front fore-paw. It suddenly became a solid entity as she s
Little Scales Pt3 Of ??Little Scales
Lyle had headed into the woods in search of Traes, unaware of the change he had taken. He found Traes without actually knowing that the crimson-violet Dragon was actually his close friend. Scales was asleep at this moment, and didn't know his old friend was standing a mere foot away.
Scales lay on the dirt and common debris scattered about, unaware of his old human friend reaching towards him.
He woke up as he suddenly felt his sensitive wings get touched by something--or someone--unknown; he shot up and immediately glared upwards at the human.
Scales made no attempt to remember whether he knew this human, or to communicate. Instead, he stepped back, letting shyness go over himself as a way of being cautious.
"Well, you woke up quickly, little lizard... Come on, I'm taking you to my friend Traes!..." Lyle spoke as quickly as he could think, while he attempted to grab Scales.
But Scales, instead, bit him so hard that blood began to drip as Lyle recoile
Little Scale PT2 of ???Little Scales.
Scales stepped forward and willingly took on this change. He felt his memories clear; he felt his pain lift as it was replaced by the sensation of his body changing.
Scales stood, as the spirit-egg Operia watched over his slow change, from his transformation from Human to Dragon Hatchling.
"Little One. You seem at ease, even accepting of your new form even though I am forcing it upon you."
"That's because I've been feeling so much pain as a human... But it`s lifted."
"I see, Little one. So that pain is gone... Your transformation won`t cause you pain, I hope..."
"Even if it does..."
Scales began to feel an itch, something felt like it was crawling up his arms and legs. A Feeling of weakness spread over him, which caused him to fall to his hands and knee's.
"It has begun."
Scales clenched his fists as he noticed his skin turn a pink-like hue and harden into small plates.
"S-Scales.... Actual..." He trie
2P Canada X-Reader one big familyIt's strange how you can go from some sort of popular in a goodway, with a lot of friends, to alone and unwanted. You had a learn problem, it's not that you didn't want to learn, more like you couldn't. It was hard for you to make sense of all the new and boring lessons. And at the tests, well, you didn't score so good. The school descided that you had to move to another school, this one was closer to your house, but there was more escort for all the subjects you didn't understand.
The new school looked like jail. Seriously. You walked over to the school and looked at the bars that kept thiefs out, or so they said. The first thing you noticed was the noise, not that you had anything at all against noise, but this was more and louder than normal. Kids your age were yelling at each other and sceaming though their phones.
"I want to go home." You whispered.
You were bad with new situations. Expecially when you were on your own. You had a lot of friends at your old school, and the music yo
Masky X Reader LEMONNarrator P.O.V.
He watched you lying in bed asleep and grinned to himself, you were his next victim. He jumped inside your window and jumped at your alarm clock blasting ____ by ______. You whimpered and sat up, once you opened your big (e/c) eyes, he was behind you. You stood up in your short pajamas and stretched up and down, he stared at you and bit his lip under his mask.
This man you weren’t aware of, in your room at 3 AM. Why you woke up at 3 AM, he didn’t understand, he had always thought you woke up at 6 AM for school.
“What the hell?” he heard you say, “why is my alarm set for 3 AM?” you stood up and he got ready to move to the other side of your room when you walked forward to your dresser and bent over and grabbed your phone. He bit his lip harder and licked it, while watching you “Haha, look who’s awake at 3 AM, you have three hours until school, loser,” you said. He saw you roll your eyes in the mirror and you looked up
2P Canada X-Reader One big family CH.2Ever since Alfred talked to you the other day people started to advoid you. It took you only a few second to figure out that all the rumours were about you. You had no clue how come you weren't the strange kid anymore, just by talking with Alfred, who strangely anough liked you enough to not smash your head in. It took you a few weeks to get settled in the new school. But to be honest, you had some sort of strange power in here. People seem the be afraid of you, and you had no clue why, of how. They couldn't be frightend of you just because you survided a talk with a strange kid holding a bat now could they? The two arrogant girls were no longer bitching around with you. When you caught them looking at you they quickly turned around, trying to hide their interests in you. Even the boy who was holding your bag the other day came towards you so he could apologies for his behaviour. He seemed some sort of nice actually. After his apologies he smiled sweetly at you and handed over a rose.
2P Canada X-Reader One Big Family CH.3Tuesday.
Since you were already late for school you descided to take it slowly and made your way trough your morning program in absolut peace. Everytime you thought about Matthew a little smile ran over your face. You some sort of like this boy, even though you didn't really know why. It wasn't like he was that nice to you, but then again, he was nicer to you than to anyone else. You washed your face and looked at youself in the mirror. You saw a young girl, sleepy eyes and messy hair. You started to brush it before you made your way downstairs to catch some breakfast.
Downstairs everyone was gone already. You liked the quitness and set down on the chair for some goor breakfast, still thinking about the blonde hairy guy. If you seriously liked it, could their be a possibility for the two of you? Even if he would actually like you, could you two be together? You smiled at that thought and almost threw the milk on the ground. You laughed about your own stupility and made yourself ready f
Character Creation text Sheet 1.2.0--Character creation text sheet, created and written by Reaku the crate.--
Personal note: I am sick and tired of seeing people without a proper written reference for their characters, so I made this
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from scratch, as well as helping to write down and save ideas in an organized fashion.
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Pray for French PolynesiaFrench Polynesia is an overseas collectivity of France.
It is located in the south Pacific half way between South America and Australia.
Its closest island neighbors are the Cook Islands to the Southwest and the Pitcairn Islands
to the southeast.
It is made up of 130 different islands which are split into six groups:
Society Islands (Includes Tahiti, Bora Bora, Mo'orea)
The population is over 260,000.
Papeetē is the capital and located on Tahiti.
Tahiti is the largest island and where 80% of the population lives.
Tahiti’s main exports are its black pearls
FAMOUS FRENCH POLYNESIANS
Vaitiare Hirson-Asars (b. 1964
Tarita Teriipia Third wife of Marlon Brando (b 1941),
Cheyenne Brando Daughter of Marlon Brando (1970–1995)
Tuki Brando Son of Cheyenne Brando (b 1990)
Fruit Bloom Fruit and Berry ListThis list will not only tell you the list of Fruit available for Fruit Blooms, but it will also tell you the rarity of it. Berries however will have a higher rarity because the are ask only and they can be turned down if we feel that they are too rare. We will also deny them if there are too many Blooms with them.
Acai Berries - Rare
Ackee - Uncommon
Aguaje - Rare
Apple - Common
Apricot - Uncommon
Avocado - Super Rare
Banana - Common
Bell Pepper - Super Rare
Breadfruit - Super Rare
Bilberry - Rare
Blackberry - Common
Blackcurrant - Rare
Blood Orange - Common
Blueberry - Common
Boysenberry - Rare
Carob Pod - Super Rare
Canary melon - Rare
Cantaloupe - Rare
Currant - Common
Cherry - Kuro-Creations exclusive only
Cherimoya - Rare
Chili Pepper - Super Rare
Clementine - Common
Cloudberry - Rare
Cocoa Pod - Super Rare
Coconut - Uncommon
Corn - Super Rare
Coffee Fruit - Super Rare
Cranberry - Super Rare
Cucumber - Super Rare
Cupuacu - Super Rare
Damson - Common
Date - Com
PMDU Official Writing App! Temperate MaelstromEXPLORERS GUILD: Temperate Maelstrom
Date Joined: 30|09|2013
Current Funds: 5 St
Characteristic: Alert to Sounds
Total Points Left: —
Type Bonus: Water >> Agility
Move 1: Water Pledge
Move 2: Aerial Ace
Move 3: Waterfall
Move 4: Brick Break
Description: I mean the Explorers no offence, but the Guild-issued vests on offer were too shoddy and scruffy for my tastes. The material irritated my skin, and I am obliged to put forth a presentable appearance as one of noble blood. As such, I acquired Miss Chantelle’s services via my Full Customization Voucher. Needless to say, I was very pleased with Miss Chantelle’s work. I opine that this lime green-hemmed,
Candycane's StoryCANDYCANE’S STORY
She was afraid.
Afraid of being alone.
Her mother coughed in the hospital bed, with a weak smile on her face. She had to stay, or at least act strong in front of her young daughter. The small five year old looked up at her mother with large, teary, emerald green eyes.
The elder woman smiled and ruffled her child’s abnormally colored white and red hair and pressed a plush toy into the little girl’s arms. She looked down at it, and then back to her mother, who had closed her eyes.
“Merry Christmas… Naomi…” The woman breathed.
“Merry Christmas Mummy.”
Naomi curled up on her bed. It was ten years later and her mother had died from breast cancer, leaving her orphaned. Her father had died in a car crash before she was born, so she had no-where left to go.
She hugged the plush her mother gave her close to her chest, causing the machine inside it to click.
“Rudolf the red nosed reindeer~” Th
Tyson FyrelindCharacter Profile
From Story: Ackeroth
Age: Kept a secret.
Species: He has four species. This gives him the capability to form shift between each.
Human, Dragon, Wolf, Phoenix.
Weapons: A Long Sword derived from a mysterious ore he found. The ore was from a meteorite, and the weapon is unbreakable.
Shield made from the same material, easily deflects projectiles like arrows and some magic,
Is not Unbreakable, but can easily be repaired.
Armor/Clothes: underneath his Armor he wears a a white cloth shirt, with black cloth pants.
Sub-Layer Of Armor: He wears a Chain mail shirt underneath his main armor layer, aswell as a pair of leather gloves.
Main Layer: His entire suit of armor is Dragon Scale, but, it`s been designed to not limit his movement in any way apart from the weight.
Past: Won`t reveal that until Ackeroth is posted...
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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