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Azure Dawn: Prologue
Azure Dawn: Prologue
Fleeting rays from dusk's glory illuminated the forest outside the steel carriage's window, albeit hard to tell one tree from another as all the green blurred into one amalgamation. Hanging slightly out the window and letting the wind pass over me with its cool caress always made the trip go better. Although hitting my head squarely on the window top for every pothole the Master managed to hit stole some of that pleasure. After the third round of this I withdrew my head and growled at him.
"Are you still half asleep? Most people try to at least go around the sunken earth, rather than intentionally put themselves through a carnival ride from hell."
The only response I received was a hand on the head with a small scratch on the right ear, followed by the usual cajoling manner.
"Easy Reaver, just try to take it a little while longer. Be a good boy and don't growl in my ear while driving, unless you want me to hit more of these blasted craters."
A snort with my nose in
SD World Terms and Bios FinalTable of Contents:
*Primary Cast Members
*Secondary Cast Members
*Villain Roll Call
Primary Cast Members
Race: Apthemy, Corrupted (Emotional Harmonic: Hatred)
Age: 1538 (appears 27 in Corrupted Form and 13 in Child Form)
Height: 4' 11" both forms
Personality/Background: Perhaps one of the oldest Apthemites in existence, Alieta was also one of the most powerful. Quickly ascending to a matriarchal role in keeping Apthemy society organized she heralded a relatively peaceful millennium, until the corruption of Apthemy (which happened perhaps once or twice a decade) suddenly became a mild epidemic. Alieta used her powers to contain and purify many of those affected but doing so made her personally vulnerable. Shortly after Alieta herself was completely over taken by the corruption and became a malevolent force unrivaled by any other. The transformation turned the once kind and wise Alieta into a mind filled with dire schemes and frightening powers of manip
Emerald Skies: Terms List V2
Adair Sorcery: When the Adair family's name first appeared in history, it was that of a few sorcerer's whose great powers turned the tide in a battle for Viveka itself. This brand of sorcery is unlike any other in recorded history, as its operating mode is highly intriguing to those who have been granted the privelage of studying it. Currently what is known about Adair Sorcery is as follows: First, it utilizes a special language all of it's own which is composed of several very short sounds. When spoken in an incantation, the listener is given the impression that the caster is speaking words at a rate far that exceeding normal human speech. One listener of sharp hearing discerned that within one minute, nearly 5000 seperate words were spoken throughout the incantation. In fact those of the Adair family go through intense verbal and tonal training to ensure their capasity to handle this special power. Secondly, the power itself seems to have no set form and varries from per
Emerald Skies: Cast ProfilesV2
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Primary Weapon: Re-enforced Tonfas
Weapon Upgrade: Windmill Tonfas
Background: Alia was born into a family of Artificiers (people in this world who gather and manage ancient artifacts). However because of this her parents died when she was 14, lost in an accident on a ruin site. As a memento of her parents, Alia uses a set of wooden tonfas, the very weapons used by her late father. Despite this Alia applied for her Artificier license when she was 16, thanks to the training of her grandfather (whom she also lives with in place of her parents). After obtaining her license successfully, Alia met Zeron through her grandfather and became partners with him. It was during this time as well that Zeron gave her a silver pendant for her 16th birthday, a memento Alia never lets leave her side (she does the same with her tonfas) As an Artificier, Alia's family name is only well known
Hitting the road-TG Caption
Danny pulled into Jackson's driveway. He shut off the car and opened the door. “I'll be right back, I'm going to go get him.” Danny said to Tyler who was sitting in the backseat eating a Twizzler.
“Alright,” he said munching on the red string. “Can you leave the radio on though?”
Danny put the key back into ignition and turned it to the radio setting.
“Yeah, I'll be back,”
Danny closed the door leaving Tyler in the car. Danny walked to the front door and knocked. He waited for a second then opened the door. “Mr. and Mrs. Styles, I'm here to pick up Jackson!!”
The living room TV was blaring the Spongebob theme song. Jackson's little sisters were sitting on the rug watching the intro. One of his sisters, Jenny, caught Danny walking in.
“Hey Danny!” She screamed.
Danny's other sister Jessica turned and joined in as well. “Hey Danny!”
Danny smiled and waved. “Hey Jessica and
Words in hugs and cuddles
Hey loved it when Donnie and he would cuddle. Yes they were older now, with Donnie being 11 and Mikey being 10. Yet somehow he still enjoyed the feelings he got when Donnie and he would huddle against each and cuddle. To feel Donnie’s arms around his shoulders holding him, shielding him, keeping him safe. It filled his chest with warm and happiness. It made him giggle and shift, trying to get Donnie to hold him tighter, while Donnie would giggle and do just that; wrapping his arms around his little brother even tighter.
“I like Donnie hugs.”
Behind him Donnie squeezed him a little tighter, while leaning in to nuzzle the side of his face. “and I like giving them to you.”
Again he giggled; this time from Donnie’s warm breath which tickled his neck and made him squirm. Making Donnie lean in and begin to tickle his sides.
Mikey squirmed, twisted and writhed. Doing his best to get away from h
Words In Anger (part 1)
It had been an accident. He hadn’t meant for it to happen. He’d just thought……..if he could help Donnie with his experiment then maybe Donnie wouldn’t be so stressed all the time. He’d tried to be careful, shuffling around Donnie’s lab picking up the loose papers and diagrams, doing his best to put the ones that seemed to go together in the same piles. He hadn’t even seen the viles of chemicals, hadn’t purposefully backed into them or knocked them over spilling their contents all over the floor.
“oh shit….oh shit….oh shit.”
He tried to clean the mess up, grabbing a rag to soak up the chemicals which had begun to smoke. As the rag soaked up the colored liquid it began to heat up, getting hotter and hotter until he found it had become too hot to hold. he dropped the rag cursing at himself as he blew on his burned hand.
He yelped in fear as the rag burst into flames, which began
Forbidden Night - Hiccup X Reader - Part 9“You belong to me, _____…”
You tossed your head to the side, letting out a weak sob.
“D-Dagur…stop this…” you whimpered, letting out a cry as you felt the Berserker’s teeth against your neck, biting you roughly. You struggled against him, but for some reason, your entire body felt numb. You couldn’t move.
“I don’t think you’re in the position to be making demands…” he growled, leaving your neck and moving his lips to your ear.
The words sent a chill through your body, and your eyes began to sting terribly as the tears began to fall.
“I’m…I’m not a traitor, I-”
“_____, the traitor. By the Gods, how can you even stand to look at yourself?! You’re pathetic! How dare you ally with that stupid beast?! You’re no better than the dragons!”
You sobbed loudly, desperately trying to get free from the man’s grasp. No matt
Roscoe the Chubby Naga and Emily Role-Play: 4
"That...is true." He hoped that was the case then. "Thank you. I do feel better a bit." His eyes widened though as he heard curses in the distance and a loud thunk. He could guess who that was. Roscoe immediately stood up and headed in the direction for the grumbling/hissing voice. Eventually, he came upon Hendrick that was grasping his tail that was bleeding once again. The lean naga glared up at him.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"
"Um...I'd like to help y-."
"I'VE HAD PLENTY OF HELP FROM YOU AND THAT LITTLE WITCH. AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN FIX ME." Hendrick hissed some more and curled the tail around himself instinctively. He muttered, "All I wanted was a little bear, but nope. A mamma bear had to be nearby. Dumb luck."
Emily had ran after Roscoe when he slithered off, but frowns when she saw Hendrick. She was more infuriated at his comment and storms up next to him, "I told you to rest! Of course you're bleeding again with all the movement you wer
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.33
Jamie remembered the night his friends and he had fought Pitch in order to protected the weakened Guardians; due to the effects of the children not believing in them, their bodies had lost the magic that had kept them living for centuries and could hardly stand without help from one another. Jack had been unaffected during that time because he was yet to be a Guardian, and although he was much weaker than Pitch, he had stood alone to fight.
It was slightly different now; Jack was stronger than Pitch, but that didn’t mean he had the upper hand. Pitch, after all, had you on his side for only the small portion of the time he needed you to be; ditching you to your luck only to see the reaction of your Guardian of choice and to cause a series of events that would lead you into something Jamie could still not find an answer to. What was Pitch’s reasoning in having you almost drown in the lake? How did he know how your body would react to the sudden submergence, or was he truly pl
Every Breath You Take || Ch. 8Berwyn wasn't a large town, and in a church this size, everyone seemed to know each other. Except for those two strangers sitting in the fifth pew. The two bulky men watched the speaker with unshakable scrutiny.
"So many times, God has taken extremes into new context. Bringing the darkness into His glorious light." Pastor Simmons gripped the podium enthusiastically as he voiced his sermon. "The ungodly Samaritan is the admiral protagonist. The prodigal son honored more than his righteous, loyal brother. And the tiniest mustard seed, equated with weeds, can move mountains with a droplet of faith."
Sam saw Dean roll his eyes in her peripheral vision. He sent him a tight lipped smile, hoping his brother could be patient enough not to disturb the parishioners. Still, though, he could understand his discomfort. They were being stared at by a new face every two seconds... Like they had come in covered head to toe in dirt or something.
At least it felt like that.
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