Centuries of Secrets Prologue (sort of)
Prologue Years and Years I've watched your fears Time may fly but I still cannot Die But I see the Generation Through greatest powers of Divination I see the Future of this Realm Wisdom, Brave, Strength, Lie, and Hope at the Helm To...
Accually its a sort poem
There once was furry Her name was Shina Murry When along come besider A wolf who had too much cider And she slapped him away And he hasn't been seen sense that day He was said to have went to a bar But she knew that she put him in the back of...
Interrogation Techniques of the Questionable Sort
Did i feel some sort of kinship with him? i decided i was going to try and avoid having to inflict pain to get what i wanted out of him. "i hope we can continue this conversation without any further issue, nalz." "what do you want?"
Recruiting Procedures of the Questionable Sort
If he had to fill out some sort of after action survey or report he would give him nothing but high marks. the gritty details could be conveniently glossed over. "what was that?" "n-nothing."
Teaser- Mercenary Gathering of Sorts
_-reposted 2013-12-10 Not for the immature or the young (18+)-_ By Kronos Riker. **A Mercenary Gathering of Sorts..** They had made it an annual gathering. A Taurian, a Dark Rin, and a Leonid have been gathering at the same saloon every year. They...
I'm Back!!!......Well Sort Of
It's sort of going to be movie-type thing when the process of making the story as well, so i think that's pretty cool.
A Story of Sorts, Part 1
A Story of Sorts Tyr had just left his house and was on his way to the library to meet up with his friend that worked there. It was a nice day out. Not to hot not to cold around 65-66 degrees with a light breeze that made the trees sway. Tyr was a...
We two: sorting it out.
The third chapter of this series, its shorter than the other parts, but it's only because it's wrapping up part 2(to be honest, it's more like chapter 2.5). it has a small part taken from Lucas' point of view... and a very cheesy part toward the end...
A New Guardian
He jumped back, rubbing his hand, and wondered if it was some sort of residual static.
Vidas entrelazadas 21 (Nikolas-IV)
18/12/3843 (lunes) Antes de darse cuenta, su hijo ya estaba en el autobús, de camino a su excursión con sus amigos y el resto de sus compañeros, y él se quedaría sólo casi una semana. ¿Qué había pasado los dos últimos días? Apenas podía...
Close Quarters
The train to O-town was a chore for someone my size to ride. Granted, most transportation was more trouble than it was worth these days, but sometimes you just have to be there. They'd assigned me to a slightly-more-capacious room built for people...
A PROPER Proper Fusion 1: Bobcat to Bob-Crux
Jonathan could make a hell of a sort with that sort of foundation; even if it didn't allow for a sprawling one, they could get a suspended hotel, at least, and gsn could market the hell out of that.