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The nun scowled "It'll stay up, profligate... the godless and blasphemers may kill one another, bathe in the gore of each other and christian alike but not us! You hear me!?" The woman moved out from where she stood out into the middle of the street, a gust of wind blowing the tattered edges of...

Michael walked with a slouch, his back had been killing him ever since he woke up naked behind that hardware store, and he was hungry, damn hungry. He guessed it would have been too much to ask to wake up with at least something in his stomach. He glanced back east, looking at the great black...

Michael sat on the rocky shore, casually tossing stones into the black oily waters, trying to skip them but the water was somewhat viscous, and dragged down most after only one skip. He sighed, looking back to the figure standing over him. They'd chatted mostly about theology, philosophy and...

Wait theres a dark theme!?... im gonna turn it on now

scrambling to gather up the unmoving, quickly thawing gobs of red goo around her. After such a show of force and power to now see her do this. It was pathetic. He looked at her with pity, he'd seen this before, all too many times. A young girl loses her family, a lover, children, whatever. Then...

Michael just turned his head a bit "you run, I got business I gotta settle with these guys" the vehicle rumbled closer, it was a repurposed armored car, the kind of truck banks used to ship cash and gold between branches, nly now with the symbol of the resistance spray painted on the side...

The ability to turn my pee purple. But only after i eat a pinecone.

Well, if Ender gods are off the table then i choose a Dragon. Specifically from Chinese folklore, tgen i can use my magical powers to get audience with an Elder God and become one of tgem.

Do Elder Gods count? Cos i wanna be an elder god so i can bring about 50,000 years of madness and chaos with just a thought.

I have 3 criteria for my characters. 1: the environment. Our environments shape our cultures & attitudes. 2: experiences: what has my character experienced in his life? Was he raised in a brutal fantasy world so he's ultra defensive and sadistic? Is he a war veteran suffering from PTSD and...

Schindlers List - its ugly yet beautiful, heartwrenching yet brings hope, horrific and haunting in it's beauty. Words cannot describe Schindler's List.

So, I was in Melbourne last week, and while there I met, in person. Emily Rodda. The author to the series "deltora quest" a fantasy-adventure novel series i fell in love with as a kid. I think my desire to recreate an adventure like those had by Lief, Barda and Jasmine is what got me into...

Fuckin struth mate, here i was fuckin mindin me own business right? Next thing i know some I'm uncultured made a post askin what the slang's like where i'm from so i figured "well I'm not here to fuck spiders" Next thing i know i'm all like "well fuck my dog" it's a bloody international...

Can we get an example of your writing style to compare with our own?

Another post about playing as males. What about non-claymore mercenaries? Basically highly skilled specialists from outside the organization hired on contract to support claymore agents in their district and to assist in hunts? Perhaps say, a soldier kills 2 Yoma in a village before the...

Michael shook his head "nah, not her place, hers is a bit..." he pointed out into the distance, his habd moved left to a pitch black area on the horizon "there. We could see the glow when we left Grams's place, its a ways off her place" he adjusted his bag, turned around and kept walking "forget...

Michael was hunched over the kitchen table, panting, how whole body was in a cold sweat. When Adeline came in he collected himself, pulling his gas mask back on he turned to her, handing her an apple "breakfast" he stated. Without a word he moved past her "we gotta go, c'mon, the sooner we get...

Michael lay awake most of the night. Frankly, he was scared. Scared to hell and back, he kept thinking of what'd happen to him, and this girl. He was concerned about her, she only met him today and yet she already seemed to be bonding to him. This was... unsettling, but he figured he might as...

Michael handed her a cigarette "don't go burning the house down, y'hear?" With that he slumped back down and listened as she spoke, then came her question. He just shrugged "i dunno, i guess, i mean, when i'm regrowing a lumb or when i've just been shot, i do sonetimes just look at the sky, i...