U.T.S - Universal Teleport StationGood day readers allow me to introduce myself, I am Sir Albert Owls-worth, I will be hosting the delightful stories my creator has made for you to enjoy. So then todays story is not so much a story but more a rather extravagant building that allows ... well Just read on and you will find out!
The amazing universal teleport station is all the rage across, well every universe its visited! The building that houses it is beautifully elegant, its main part is like a football stadium, however its top part is sealed with a simplistic flat roof. Most of the building is plated in thick chrome metal tinted blue, However every meter or so on the roofs edge, perfect symmetrically alined building parts reach for the sky like spikes, each plated in mirror. Along the gaps of each spike a massive electric banner run across showing the logo proudly, no matter what angle you look at the building from the banner will always be visible. The logo consisted of simply a white silhouette furry with a br
Toon Town CarnivalVeveria's carnival rides are a sight to behold for the average traveler, which is quite the statement as their are so many different universes that take a fancy to our world that it's hard to call anyone/anything average.
The carnival can be found on the pier south of our fair capital city, a beautiful stretch of fine oaken planks kept well repaired and clean. For any of you with that silly fear of the planks breaking, forcing you to fall into the tides of the deep sea, should be reassured that the pier has only '3000' folk falling into the sea by broken planks every year.
Atop the beautiful pier we have the even more beautiful carnival. It's display's of color challenge rainbows, befit with rides that are incredibly unique!
For starters let's go over some of the highlights.
First we have a winding roller-coaster befit with loops and all, it travels at high speeds that break the sound barrier! You will find your body flatten with such staggering g-forces but do not threat,
In Memory of Jacob Ikeada Mixie was cooking dinner as Itashi walked in the door, returning from work. "Hello, beautiful." He gave her a tender hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Hi, Itashi..." Her voice had a definite sad tone in it. Itashi grew worried, as it was not like Mixie to be sad.She also hadn't been going to her new job like she was supposed to... Before he could ask what was wrong, she turned to him, and said, "I need to tell you something."
"What's wrong my dear?" Itashi held Mixie's handpaws as she looked at the floor, bangs covering both of her eyes. "Itashi....Y-you were going to......" She broke out in tears before she could finish her sentence. He caught her before she fell to the floor. "Mixie..."
"Itashi, y-you were going to be a father!" "Were? Mixie, tell me what happened!" "When we fought White Rabbit...I-i got hurt....He shot me in the ear and i-in the wo-womb.Th-the baby didn't make it Itashi!" She cried in his arms. "They didn't make it.....I'm sorry.."
"Mixie, why are you apolog
A GiftThe Story of Andy(updated)
February 14, 1995
Yosemite California, USA
"I always wondered why the cold didn't bother me as much... Now I know..." -Andy
Just past midnight in a forest on an especially snowy Valentines Day morning, a single figure wades through the thick snow and ice. She is carrying something close to her just under her cloak, checking every few steps to see if it was ok. Eventually, she sees a cabin in the almost unforgiving environment, kneeling in the snow to make final decisions.
Inside the cabin, a couple is still awake, unable to sleep with news that they would not be able to have children of their own.
Daniel: It IS possible that the doctor made a mistake... a mix-up in the paperwork?
Samantha: No, Danny, he didn't make any mistakes or lose any papers or anything like that. It just simply isn't meant to be.
Daniel is a stag, and a fine specimen at that. Tall, lean, yet well built with tannish fur and brown hair on his hai
Bonds Are Made, Not Broken|Chapter 2Bonds Are Made, Not Broken|Chapter 2
Wilderness, Path to Riverwood
The pair creeped out of a cave and looked around. The Helgen Keep was a battle scene and the two had to get through Imperial and Stormcloak soldiers as they fought. Tali recalled their latest scrape.
Tali: That Stormcloak with the torch really had it out for you...
Purr: I think he actually hit me with it.
Purr turned to reveal his right shoulder had a fresh burn on it. It oddly resembled a dragon, curled up, almost like a branding.
Tali: Oh! Does it hurt?
Purr rubbed the burn gently.
Purr: I mean it kinda feels sore from him hitting me with a torch, but it doesn't feel warm or burn.
Tali's ears then raised straight up and she looked up.
She ducked behind a rock nearby, dragging Purr by the chain still.
They both sat quietly and watched the sky directly above. A loud woosh was heard and the dragon from before flew overhead and
A Tale of Two TailsThe walls were made of corroded stone, a metallic shade of gray tinted blue, heavily chipped and covered with white spots where it looked as if graffiti had been scratched away. The floors were covered in a fine layer of almond colored dust that rose into my nostrils as I walked, and there were holes every few steps, some too small to notice, others large enough so that I could have twisted my ankle had I mistepped. In the corners, there were all manners of refuse, from rocks to occasional pieces of bark and twigs, each having expertly avoided being swept, and now so far out of reach in a place so dirty they would likely remain there for the life of the building.
The robe they had given me was too long, and I stumbled a few times as she lead me through the dreary hallway. Looking around, I had trouble convincing myself the building was real. It's only redeeming quality was that it felt as if it was from a bad dream, so there was always hope of waking up somewhere different. Had it not
Aplha Deus Chapter 2: The Crimson SkirmishChapter 2: The Crimson Skirmish
The whole group stood silent as Abel slowly walked away from Geral’s body. They didn’t expect someone who looks like Abel could kill in such a way.
“I’m sorry I had to do that, but I couldn’t take a chance on losing here.”
Abel said quietly as he sat down onto the ground, breathing hard at the drain the spell had put on him. Cassandra started to smooth down her ruffled fur as she began announcing to the group.
“The matches continue! We have no time to dawdle here.” Cassandra said as two more applicants, a surprisingly similar pair of Kait, walked to the same place the other two matches were fought at.The taller male,Named Teloran,gave the smaller male, named Ryn, a sympathetic glance before taking a few steps back. Teloran spoke with a hint of sorrow in his voice. “Brother! Please just surrender, you can apply again next year. We don’t have to fight!” he said with pleading eyes. Ryn just l
The Empire Sucks|Chapter 1Skyrim, Imperial Prisoner Convoy
The Empire's armies have recently ended a skirmish on the border and have prisoners from the enemy side. Three wagons are drawn by horses along the path to Helgen, one containing a rather infuriated khajiit. Her scowl gave her eyes the look of crimson, her fur was black as night. She had a ponytail held up with whatever the soldiers guarding her were gracious enough to give her after taking her ribbon. A captured soldier worked up the nerve to break the silence.
Stormcloak: So, what brings you here khajiit? Can't imagine why the Empire found it necessary to take you in.
She remained silent, staring intensely at the wagon floor.
Stormcloak: Hey, we may not be friends, but we are all in it now. What's your name, Lass?
The cat looked up at the soldier.
Tali: The names Tali, any other questions?
The soldier, as well as the other occupants of the wagon, began staring at Tali with surprise.
Stormcloak: Tali, Iron Will?! By the Nine Girl!
KloC: Chapter Five
Chapter Five: Many Things Happen
Allow me to be the first to say that, it had not been my idea to allow command to sleep as well. I was taking my much due and needed break; those in command were just being lazy. Command as their name suggests, commands things. Like my sense of hearing, smell, etc. Anyway they had decided to sleep right alongside me which was the likely explanation of why I didn’t hear anything approaching until it had put its head in the log and announced its arrival.
I crawled backwards deeper into the log as something cold and squishy plopped atop my head.
“Space worms! Space worms!” I yowled and hissed at the enemy. “Sneaking up on a sleeping soldier! That’s a coward’s move!”
“Ohh….dear,” came the reply. Had an average to slightly girly sounding vo
KLoC: Chapter Two
Chapter Two: Spork’s Tail is Gross
“So, what’s on your mind?”
It hadn’t taken long to regroup with Spork outside of the house. We had ventured into the backyard. A slight chill was starting to set in as the distant sun was fading on the horizon. It’d be getting dark soon.
“Probably everything not on yours.” Spork growled. “What have you even done since you got here?”
For a moment I reflected on all I had done. By my standards it was impressive, but by Spork’s? Ehh, I doubted it. Spork had unrealistic standards which it insisted on condemning all others with. Chances were you were never gonna please Spork, not unless the plan had been its to begin with and you executed it perfectly.
But, just to back up my claim about me having done stuff for any of you
The Void Prologue
I rolled. A sizzling bolt struck to my left. Right where I had been. I got down on my stomach. Shrapnel caught the corner of my ear. That would hurt later. The floor vibrated beneath me. Pulse cannons.
“Blehhk, you got that?”
Qwuedevoids were approaching to my right, or well, I could assume that was what they were. Through all the smolder and dust, sight was hazy at best. All I could really see was their display lights. A flash to my right. I couldn’t lower myself any further. A plasma-shot singed the top of my other ear. I seemed to be on a mission to get those removed today.
I returned fire. Rapid bursts peppered everything remotely in front of me. Effective but terrible on us organics. Flashes of light danced in my vision, blotting and obscuring my view of the remainder. Some Qwuedeviv have a special skill for fighting in high contrast lighting (or lack of). The rest of us pray we hit something and survive.
The noise was deafeni
Stuck In A Blocked World Chapter 2Suri jogged over to Sumi's room. "Suri, wait! We haven't gone over everything yet!" "Screw your schedule, I'm busy." Suri scoffed and opened the door. "Doing what, exactly? Sleeping?" "That's not the only thing I ever do, Suri." "Well, what are you so busy with then?" Sumi glared at her sister before ignoring her and turning her attention to her iPod. "Sumi. Sumi? Sumi, get off the game, and come join me for the day. You need to get out of this room more often. It's not good for your health." Sumi grumbled, not bothering to look up. "Sumi. Now." "No.Go away." "Excuse me?" "You heard me. Go away." "Sumi, why are you acting like such a brat?" Sumi paused her game, anger twitching in her eyes. "What did you just call me?" "Sumi, I-" "Why are you such a snob?! Acting like such a high horse, pretending that you're the adult in the house, pretending that you're better than me?! You can't tell me what to do! Knock it off, 'cause I'm sick and tired of you!" Suri hissed a bit. "Look. I am
Stuck In A Blocked World Chapter 1The morning sun rose, waking up Suri. She meowed and stretched as she woke up from her slumber and rose from her bed. She got in the shower, washed her face, washed her fur, and filed her claws. She then proceeded to dry off, blow dry her hair, and give it a gentle brushing. After finishing her daily hygiene routine, she got dressed and ready for the day. Then she knocked on Sumi's door, before opening it. Sumi was sprawled over the bed, snoring loudly, and drooling a bit. Her fur was messed up, but not as bad as her bed was. "SUMI!!!!!!!" The party loving cat jumped up in surprise, responding to the rude awakening given by her sister. "I'm up! I'm up!" "No you're not. What are you doing, still sleeping? You know we have school, so please get up and prepare for the day." "WHAT?!!!!!!!! I'll get another detention if I'm late again!!!!!!!" She jumped out of bed, and sprinted through her morning routine. Meanwhile, Suri calmly bypassed her sister and prepared breakfast for the both
Training Day - Chapter 1Chapter 1
I don’t think anyone likes training
Waking up to a blaring alarm, I slam my leather-covered paws on my clock. It stops it’s annoying sound, and I roll out of bed.
“Nnnngh...” I groan in annoyance, “I didn't get enough sleep last night.” Getting up, I look at my schedule. “Oh Commander, why?” I need to go to training today, the last thing I want to do. Especially when I have to be serious! Grumbling, I moap over to my closet and grab my uniform. A simple white hoodie, torn all around the bottom, and grey pants. I also have these white and black shoes, good for all around stealth movement. I look at my snow cap, will I need it? I grab it and stuff it in a pocket, then I go to eat a meal composed of a small amount of this meaty substance, and an even smaller portion of fruit. After that, I rush out the door with my equipment.
Khan Is NOT One Of Us.Khan knocked on the door of Mixie Cortez.
She opened it happily, the smile on her face disappearing as soon as she saw him and the marks on him...similar to the ones on her body....his similar but darker blue fur.....
Mixie: "Khan.......Why have you come here?!"
Khan: "M...Mixie, I know you're upset, but..."
Mixie: "You are not welcome here!"
Khan: "Mixie, please..... I ask your forgiveness..."
Mixie: "When we first saw you here, I held my tongue on judgement. But I pass it now."
Khan had a hope in his eyes, but mostly fear. What was going on????
Evil as plain as the star on your face.
Deception (An Outrage)
Disgrace (For Shame!)
You asked for trouble the moment you came!
(You can't change your stripes!)
I know your Outsider types!
See you later, Agitator!
Born with Grief
Raised with Hate
Helpless to defy this Fate
I'll let you run
I'll let you live
But I won't forget something I cannot forgive!
Chapter 1: Enter, Stage LeftChapter 1: Enter, Stage Left
“Who needs logic when you’ve got four people willing to do the impossible?”
Life is never as simple as we want it to be. We wish getting a job were easy, we wish love wasn’t a fickle mistress. I think most of all, we wish life didn’t throw us curveballs when we least expect it. No one understands this better than Andy, a simple boy looking to live a simple life. Unfortunately for him, no one escapes the curveball.
Andy stood by his parked car, he was checking his belongings and making sure he had his keys in his pocket, his phone, wallet, and then he inserted his headphones and walked down the way along the bright San Francisco road. His short kitty fur complimented the rays of the sun well, his blue eyes scanned about the neighbourhood and he quietly murmured the lyrics to himself.
Andy: ♪Ain’t no rest for the wicked… money don’t grow on trees...♪
He was a nineteen year old look
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