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DfB- the Other Side Pt1Hello. My name is Kerran Wydner, but my name's not important. First off, I'm a dragon, and second, from the Council's point of view, I was currently committing high treason. But as of right now- I was finding myself in a staredown confrontation.DfB- the Other Side Pt1
"You are criminals. You must stand trial or face death." The security drones said again. Compared to them, we were few in numbers. Very few. "Listen," I asked, "Right now I refuse to speak to anyone but another dragon. Is there a representative?" I asked as calmly as possible, shifting around in the seat of my ship. "You are criminals. You must stand trial or face death." The robot reiter
Dragons from Beyond Pt2I walked into my room. The dragon was still asleep, but he was shifting around a good bit. I was tired from sprinting a mile and a half, most of it dense forest with a 100 pound alien in my arms, and it was 9:15. "Hey mom," I called out, "I'm going to bed."Dragons from Beyond Pt2
"Okay, honey, goodnight," she called back to me. I locked the door and climbed into bed with my night T-shirt on. I also put my Wingun under my pillow in case the dragon did anything stupid, like try to eat me or something. I was a stunning shot, and his eyes looked like easy targets. I looked at the dragon one last time. Sound asleep. I clicked the light off and drifted to sl
Dragon Para pt5 REDUXMarcos awoke a good six hours later by the chirping of birds. He squinted up and looked out of the shaft to see light streaming in, the downpour stopped. "huh?" he asked himself, the events of the past day not yet clicking on. He rubbed his eyes, and then opened them. "What the?" he asked as he saw the claws. "Oh yeah… dragon," he muttered to himself. He looked around the barracks, and it was deserted. Well, who would dare disturb a sleeping dragon? But, he did hear somebody snoring. He walked over and saw Neil clonked out on one of the beds. "Hey, Neil, morning," He said into his ear, but there was no response. He poked him with a claw.Dragon Para pt5 REDUX
Dragons From Beyond Pt1Beyond… Beyond Earth… We are not alone… There are others out there, some original, and some once from our home…Dragons From Beyond Pt1
I looked out my window and saw a big flash of light. "What in hell?" I uttered. I saw it streak across the sky and land in the forest, emitting a dull yet loud thump. I walked over to the table in my room and grabbed my Wingun WG702 airsoft revolver and loaded it, putting a fresh Co2 cartridge into it and grabbing a shell speedloader.
I briskly walked downstairs and walked to the door, but my mom asked, "Joel, where are you going?" I froze. My revolver was hidden within my clothing (when
| I write war fiction, TFs and furry stories. I also publish screen caps and some of my drawings. |
The CreatureHe woke in a cylinder full of a warm liquid. It was more becoming aware of his consciousness then anything else. That said, he could not see anything. He reached out into the uncertain blackness, feeling the walls of his unseen prison. He swirled his arms, trying to see how tall his prison was, and felt cool air by his head, and a tangle of wires by his feet. His head rose out of the cylinder into the cool air. Still he could not see.The Creature
He pondered if he should try jumping of his acrylic confinement. On one hand, he might have a chance of escaping, considering those who put him here were no friend of his. On the other
Amnesia...Amnesia… By: Daniel Burlison Post-Apocalyptic Sci-Fi Fantasy ---------------Amnesia...
Dana Awoke in the woods, or, at least, what she believed to be the woods, since she was looking up at treetops. A voice startled her "That was quite a nasty fall you took." She turned to look where the voice came from, but was halted by pain in her chest, she looked and saw that instead of a shirt, she had only a bra and a large bandage, which wrapped all the way around her waist and was bloodstained on one side. Then she saw the fur.
It was like a thousand short circuits in her brain at the sam
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sick 2day =(
I THREW UP TWICE TODAY ALREADY!!! once at 3am and again at five... but I'm feeling a little better(if you dont want to hurl, dont eat anything, and that's precisely what I'm doing) but still queasy.
Tired
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look, this bickering is getting us nowhere, the bottom line is, yes, they're all dead, but just because I'm covered in their blood and one wrote my name before they died doesn't mean a thing, it's all circumstantial.
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Mankind is but a facepalm on God
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<unexpected error in: voice emultor/vocal/english.
<rebooting
<failed, initiating self destruct.
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look, this bickering is getting us nowhere, the bottom line is, yes, they're all dead, but just because I'm covered in their blood and one wrote my name before they died doesn't mean a thing, it's all circumstantial.
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Mankind is but a facepalm on God
hmmm... IVE GOT IT!!! *Puts you in 3 foot-thick canister of pure titanium and throws you off of a cliff, then drives away*
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Where the hell am IIIIIiiiioooooooooohhhhhhSHIT!
<activating defenses
<antigravity online
<force deflection apparatus activated
*you see a blue mushroom cloud rise in the distance*
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look, this bickering is getting us nowhere, the bottom line is, yes, they're all dead, but just because I'm covered in their blood and one wrote my name before they died doesn't mean a thing, it's all circumstantial.
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Mankind is but a facepalm on God
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