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Federation of Stars page 3Federation of Stars page 3
Capture and Interrogation
The moment that Deeva had expected and perhaps dreaded would happen happened. The officers dispatched to seek her finally found her. However, they maintained gentlemanly manner and hoped that she would cooperate with them. hey brought her thoughtfully into the Detention cell and interrogated her. They removed her equipment and locked it away.
"Remain calm and answer our questions. As you must now, this is our routine."
"I know."
"The Opposition sent you, did they not?"
"I am aiding them."
"Then you volunteered."
"Yes."
"You are very bold to volunteer. You are still young and can find a pair. A man or a boy will receive different treatment."
"You may handle me as you wish."
"For now, we wish to be careful. Why did you volunteer?"
"I am afraid of a a military take-over throughout the system."
"We have no such orders yet."
"The populace desires that you re-instate the civilian government."
"The civilians are unready."
"How aFederation of Stars page 3 by ~Michel-le-fou

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The Arms of Only One ManThe Arms of Only One Man
Dictated by Puabi
"Only one man will satisfy my heart.....my beloved."
Much is said about my suitors
How they came, how they left, how they died.
Enough is said about my desire
How I longed, how I watched, how I cried.
I was fortunate that I was not reborn
I might have been alone again
But I had to wait for so many years
To lie in the arms of only one man
He was born in a tranquil age
He raised neither gun nor sword
He remains ever at my side
To protect and to satisfy my heartThe Arms of Only One Man by ~Michel-le-fou

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Thriller by ~Michel-le-fou

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Federation of Stars page 2Federation of Stars page 2
The Confrontation
The eventual confrontation between the Populace opposition and the Administration broke out at last on the following evening. A scout for the opposition reported fighting machines of a sleek, erect humanoid appearance without the arms and tentacles imagined by Herbert Wells*. These were manned by the towering cyclopses. Soon after the report, a team of resistance fighters emerged and headed for the location, armed with bombs.
Meanwhile, Deeva attempted to use the skirmish as a diversion to infiltrate and spy on the Administration at their base camp. She set her tracker so that her opposition allies cold follow her and hurried towards the camp. The guard on duty spotted and interviewed her.
"Who are you?"
" I am Deeva. I am from Venus."
"Venus. What do you want here?"
"That is my affair."
"I cannot allow you to enter without information."
She raised her laser and zapped him hard in the chest. He collapsed on he ground near his boxFederation of Stars page 2 by ~Michel-le-fou

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THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging Fire
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High

My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb

My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And GracTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME by ~TheWhiteLighter

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A HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAYIf There's Someone You Love, Someone You've Wronged
And You Don't Know What To Say -
Don't Shrug Your Shoulders, Giving Up Hope
Leaving It For Another Day

For Life's Wake Is Short, Don't You Know
There May Be No Words To Hear -
As You Place The Flowers, Shed Your Tears
Upon The Earth Holding Someone So Dear

Your Mind In A Daze, Emotions On Fire
Wishing You Could Turn Back Time -
As You Gaze Upon A Loved Ones Grave
Memories Of When Everything Was Fine

If There's Someone You Love, Someone You've Wronged
Don't Leave It For Another Day -
With Love In Your Heart, Hug Them Close
It's All The Words You'll Need To SayA HUG IS ALL YOU'LL NEED TO SAY by ~TheWhiteLighter

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NaNo Snippet: Pigeons"Why did I do that?"

Daniel had been asking this question ever since slamming his fist into the face of the ugly bar patron. His hand hurt like hell and he had a migraine on top of it. Still, he supposed in the end it was worth the pain. He'd protected a friend. That counted for a lot in his book of honor. Nevertheless, if he could protect the virtue of a friend 'without' spraining his hand in the process then he would be very, 'very' grateful.

"Because you're a fool," Morgan answered him. He was currently bandaging up Daniel's hand with the only medical supplies they had at hand. Ace bandages and some kind of heating lotion, which Daniel wNaNo Snippet: Pigeons by *kimikimochi

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Not my melody? That's OK, Because I'm here to stayI let go of the one near to me, He is no longer dear to me.
I had to show, That I know.... It would end some day.
Even if I sat down and peacefully prayed each day.
It was never meant to be. I knew that and it was fine with me.

He just made me feel bad by throwing it in my face.
I didn't want to keep up with the paste.
I must ask, but I won't.
No I will, Why don't.....

I Can not ask, I can not hide.
Because he took all my pride.
Sometimes I feel writing this,
Is just throwing feelings out their like my heart clinched in a fist.

But, why did he talk to me all this time?
Maybe because you wanted me to feel like a lost dime.Not my melody? That's OK, Because I'm here to stay by ~haruhixciel

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True PoetsThey say poets should write sonets.
Should love exaggeratedly,
And die early...

They say poets should have a strong voice,
To cry out their pains
And everybody's...

They say we should walk streets at night
Talking with the moon
And with the stars.

We should listen to all
And be the voices of a century.

People say we should blame ourselves!
We should live a living hell!
True poets should wake up at first light,
And never sleep well!

I have distant eyes
And a shy voice...
I like to smile, and to make people smile!
Sometimes they say I'm morbid,
Just because I like to talk about Death and Past!
I believe in love,
But I don't think I would dTrue Poets by ~PhoenixOfWinterfell

A CONSTELLATION OF SCARSUpon my skin I have carved Star after Star,
sewn together in this abused tissue and misused sinew
they chart the path I had taken, a Constellation of Scars
glimmer on my skin, slices of silver that whisper too few
earthbound eclipses for me to see by, but I stitch a reply
with the 39 pinpricks of light that escape my veins,
was Virgo with me that Night when my maidenhead cried?
Did she cry too when I tried to rescue my maiden's remains
from being a sacrifice to Solstice Fires? Artemis was there,
but in the aftermath so was Regret and Remorse I realized,
so now I carve Star after Star in my flesh no longer fair,
a Constellation of Scars hauntiA CONSTELLATION OF SCARS by ~NocturneJewel

BLOODY TEARSIn the Day I've worn a thousand faces,
each one chips away at my soul and leaves me
searching to turn my Fear into another trinket
less Fragile, I must gather together my broken
pieces before others can see how often I bleed
-sometimes not so prettily, but always it's a
delicasy-I feel so exposed in the Day, I feel
threatened by people and the eyes of society
that look down on me from malevolent Skies,
I know they would murder my insanity with a
conventional dose of sanity if they had the
chance, I know they would sterilize my bloody
quill, I make them uncomfortable it's true,
I see how they shudder when I stumble...
I must take care to cry BLOODY TEARS by ~NocturneJewel

WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS...Seek me not in the grave serenaded shallow,
or by the mood of blades bleeding rust,
but when the Sky descends onto your soul
caressingly open, and Solitude quivers with
a nocturnal pitch you have not discovered yet,
I will come to you when the Moon has drunk
the wine and her halo eclipses your deepset
thoughts, I will be the reverie you seek
when you gaze into the Twilight-whispering
for your recovery from the Sorrow that embroiders
your Spirit into a rainy-hued evanescence,
I will be there-when the last of the dew
dries into a Dream, silvery thawed like
the Shadows that bask in my temperate gaze.

When the lotus seduces the Stars to leave
tWHEN THE MUSIC STOPS... by ~NocturneJewel

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Cinncinnati by ~Murkk

Did You Say 'Danger'? by ~Murkk

Underwater Event by ~Murkk

A Storm is taking over! by *Everlasting90

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Nowhere Land 4 (Comic Script) by ~ZachValkyrie

Dreaming of Forgotten Memories pg 8 by ~suyuku-san

Dreaming of Forgotten Memories pg 1 by ~suyuku-san

Dreaming of Forgotten Memories pg 2 by ~suyuku-san

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Mermaid Chapter 15

Chapter 15

“So what was it that you wanted to talk about?” Erika asked as she sat on the small sofa in Sherrie’s bedroom.
“It’s about your mother.” Erika frowned at Sherrie, even though she could not see her face for her back was facing Erika as Sherrie looked out the window with her arms crossed over her chest. “I really do think your mother came from Japan, and that staying here won’t do you any good ether.”
“I know that.” Erika said. “But I just can’t go at the moment, even though I really want too, I just have to wait for now.” Sherrie was quite, causing Mermaid Chapter 15 by ~suyuku-san

Mermaid Chapter 13

Chapter 13

“Change his fate?” Paul repeated as the girl with white hair remained where she stood by the now closed door. “What do you mean by that?”
“I can make your son better, is what I mean.” When the man didn’t respond she continued. “So? Do you want me to help you or not?”
He narrowed his gaze slightly. “Why would you do that after I saw you destroy that optometrist office?”
The girl placed a hand over her right eye, as if she remembered a sudden pain that caused her eye to cry blood. “I destroyed that place for it harmed my other self; she exists there for so can IMermaid Chapter 13 by ~suyuku-san

Chapter 03: Vortexes and WorldChapter 03: Vortexes and Worlds

“Okay ether we went crazy over the fact we went to some strange other world and it’s now finally affecting our brains, or this necklace is actually talking to us.”
Steven took it out of Taryn’s hands and looked at it with a frown. “Well we all didn’t hallucinating in hearing that voice, but I’m not sure if maybe it’s a trick or…”
“It’s no trick.” The echoing voice came from the necklace causing the three of them to become still. “I did indeed speak to you, and I know that you are not from this world, this is a place you shouldChapter 03: Vortexes and World by ~suyuku-san

Lonely Hearts and Adventurous Lives: Chapter 3"Oh, thank you!" She hugged him tightly, "I can't wait! This is going to be so fun!"
"Get off!" He forced her off of him. How naive can you get?! "Now, listen! This isn't going to be easy, got it?" Especially with the life she's used to, "Go ahead and get a bag. Bring whatever you think you'll need. And be quick about!"
"Right!" she responded almost too eagerly. She ran out of the door. "I can't believe it! I'm going outside! Outside of the gate!" With a handsome guy too! How good could life get?

She rushed to her room and pulled out a dusty, never-used suitcase, "I'm going outside! I'm going outside!" Natalie pulled open her drawers and tooLonely Hearts and Adventurous Lives: Chapter 3 by ~CrazyMouseInc

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Drawings, paintings etc.

Seph Tora Pencil Drawing by ~CrazyMouseInc

Darcie's Reversable Coat by ~CrazyMouseInc

Nice to Meet You! by ~CrazyMouseInc

Shiiarii by ~KittySib

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As it once wasShe's still sitting there, at the grave, crying. I'm watching her as I feel the first raindrops touch my skin. My coat's becoming a burden and as I take the blades out, her cries become louder. Watching her hurts but I could never walk over to her, yet alone make her feel better; I was never good at all that emotional stuff, killing is the only thing I'm good at. I destroy everything around me, even myself.

She used to be happy, I've never seen her cry or sad. She would visit me every wendsday (because that was her day off) and make me breakfast, do some cleaning and then go running with me- through the park all the way to the beach. If the As it once was by ~KaylaNight

Vernal Secrets Despite the harsh, nippy air outside, the first vernal delight has poked her head up from the algid earth. All is in hushed silence around her, for she alone is the one that braves the second month of the year. Her presence, though it does not last long, heralds that of the faithful aureate beauties that will soon come to their efflorescence.

The sun and moon and stars pass by again and again. God must surely delight in the budding of blossoms, though even more so He hopes that our souls will also bud and bloom, arraying with the choicest virtues. It is not just the pulchritude of this new season that draws man; it is sVernal Secrets by ~FairyRora

SometimesSometimes I would switch his benzodiazepines with placebos, and he would jerk awake at night, wet and scared, and I would say, "it was just a dream."

And he would mumble something by the sounds of, "oh," and wouldn't look at me.

The darkness consumes his mind sometimes, especially in his dreams. It always longs for release, this darkness, but in the waking world it is caged while he utilized its power for his own. During sleep, however, its confinement sinks along with consciousness and the supposedly restful period is bombarded with a cruel torture torn right from the pages of a surrealist's work. Except this darkness knew all his fleshy tSometimes by ~Lenn-er

Patriots DayThe time is now 4:26 PM on Monday, the 15th of April, 2013. Patriots Day. An hour and thirty four minutes ago, three bombs went off in Copley square at the finish line of the Boston Marathon. I found out at 4:05 PM, about an hour and twelve minutes after the fact, when my friends from New Jersey texted me to ask if I was alright.

I spent the night before at my friend’s dorm at Northeastern. We both took the Green Line in the morning; him to his internship at Arlington, and me back to my house. We both passed through the Copley T station on the way. It was about five and a half hours before the explosions killed three people and injuredPatriots Day by ~ZachValkyrie

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Short Stories

The WardenThe Warden

I am the spirit of Amadeus Raven, the one who watches the city from afar, the ancestor of the blood that runs through my veins. Through my real name is something else, the name that I use has been with me and the many of those before me in my family, and though the many actions I have done in saving this accused city, and my own curse is to remain hidden within the shadows of this grate mansion that had once been called my home.
Now it is nothing more than a place to hold the crazed dogs of the city the vermin of the streets that plague nothing but evil, corruption, greed and death.
Here on this island far from the city of man aThe Warden by ~suyuku-san

Darcie and Freddy's Interesting StoryShe was fourteen when she “met” him. He was in a group with four other monsters, people, actually. It was a story she made…a long time ago. It was old; it was over, but the story, her first true story, was not forgotten.

She still remembered the black creature with red eyes, or was it the white creature with black eyes?

Two years passed, and she did forget. It was a treasured group picture. She could only draw single or couple pictures, but that picture, the picture with him, was the first group she had drawn. She was proud. Still, she moved on. That story had ended in failure, and after fallout with her friends, there weDarcie and Freddy's Interesting Story by ~CrazyMouseInc

The Author's Party Tonight would be magic, I promised myself. I had been invited to a party for new authors being held by the Jester House publishing company. My agent told me to dress formally. I’d decided to wear my renaissance dress. It might not quite be an evening gown, but I felt like a fairy princess when I wore it, and my glittery makeup added to the feeling.
“Zaria! Todd is her to pick you up!” my brother Yancey yelled down the stairs.
Taking a deep breath, I grabbed her black messenger bag and headed up the stairs.

Todd was waiting in the living room, and his face fell when he saw her. “Uh…Zaria…Don’t yThe Author's Party by ~KittySib

My Own Mirror Demon, pt. 1.5 A drawn, red face stared back at me. The eyes were wide and an off color of white. They stared blankly at me....no....through me! I was pierced by the fierceness of the stare, unable to move anymore, save for the minuscule trembling that shook my body. Those eyes.....they were haunting. No feelings were shown in them, and the thing's frown didn't reveal any particular emotion, yet somehow a pure evil aura rolled off the bizarre creature, slamming into me as I was frozen in place. Whatever it was, its skin was a weird red color, not quite maroon, but it reminded me of blood somehow. Dried blood. The sort of which has been there for a whilMy Own Mirror Demon, pt. 1.5 by ~Murkk

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When Lust Meets The Reluctant Virgin.Slowly…
I emerge from my shell
My ever building curiosity
And ever growing lust
Lure me out of my shell
Calling me to explore
Though briefly
Before my self-consciousness
Drags me back in

Even in the state
Of my partial undress
I can be comfortable
Close to confident
Until I look in the mirror
No matter how much
You try to convince me otherwise
I suddenly wish to retreat to me shell

To close my eyes
To cover myself
Head to toe

I want so bad to please you
But I'm afraid I don’t know how

Oh how I try
To push aside my cowardice
My child-like fear
That mixes with my need for satisfactionWhen Lust Meets The Reluctant Virgin. by ~miss-butler

Abuse by ~Aifos96

Resonance Cascade (sneak peek) by ~lesterols

Breaking PointStill I linger unto death, no meaning, Still I suffer—even silence has no meaning, Even still, every evening, when the demons still beguiling, All my sorrow into anger—anger into hate,

Every moonlit evening, still the same, When my sorrow plunging into madness, Madness unto madness with the whims of never ending hate, Tears has no meaning—all they did was never listen,

Now I knew what they were thinking, Only hate was in their hearts, Never understanding how another feels, When only difference could be seen,

Never minding equals, only difference, And their anger only from our difference, No apologies accepted, only hate wBreaking Point by ~DeviousKid45

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Size Matters? Sherlock's thought process ground to an abrupt halt as a high pitched squeak sounded through the flat, coming from John's room. He sighed, preparing for an onslaught of questions that would ruin his concentration, distracting him from reorganizing his mind palace.
"SHERLOCK!" John yelled, his voice sounding off.
Ignoring his flatmate, Sherlock sprang off the couch and went into the kitchen.
"Sherlock?"
"In the kitchen, John." Sherlock gruffly replied, messing around with John's beloved kettle and cups.
Silence ruled the flat for a few minutes as Sherlock waited for the inevitable. He didn't have to wait long. A thump echoed through the flat, followed by more silence, then another thump. But this time the silence wasn't broken by the noise John was making as he attempted to get down the stairs.
"John?" Sherlock questioned warily.
Size Matters? by ~Murkk

Mass Effect: Dark Saga - Chapter 3 by *mothbanquet

Mass Effect: Interceptor - Episode 39 by *mothbanquet

Mass Effect: Interceptor - Episode 40 by *mothbanquet

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1. Introduction (Sector 13)He set her on the ground and she stood on her own two feet. Her long brown ponytails were now a slightly singed mess as were her clothes, the pink dress and shoes set. She shivered, her adrenaline making her shake. She needed to calm down, process what happened, what was happening.
This young man had saved her life. His hair was black and unkempt. His eyes were the most beautiful blue; the pupils were slitted when she first saw him, but since they had arrived at this underground bunker, they had gone back to what could be considered normal.
In all honesty, she wanted him to hold her. She felt comforted by his presence; he stayed right at her 1. Introduction (Sector 13) by ~CrazyMouseInc

Alternate WorldsHe smelled like spice and cheap perfume and we lived in a world of cheap money and lipstick stains. Where the most romantic thing to be done is a chaste kiss as he left the motel room. We lived in a world of dirty rooms and stained bed sheets, the kind you didn't want to touch in case of diseases. We never cared about that, did we, love?

There was never any time for words. We had no reason to speak, just desperate touches and a need to be held. We never belonged. He was a prince but I was no princess. But oh, how you made me feel like royalty.

He belonged in a world of lies and deception, of fake smiles and party tricks. I lived in a worldAlternate Worlds by ~Miss--Understood

I Dare YouIt was secret looks and stolen kisses, eyes that shone and quickening heart beats.

It was smudged lipstick and lost clothes, and no words that had to be said in the morning. It was the way your green eyes darkened and your jaw tightened. It was the way I could never back down and never let you win.

It wasn't safe. It wasn't right. But oh, love, how I'd give up anything for one more night with you.

It was the way you protected me by hurting me. It was the way you pulled me into alcoves and stole my words. It was the way that I never felt alive unless you were with me.

It was desperate. It was needy. It was the way that you whispered "I darI Dare You by ~Miss--Understood

Don't you See?Paint her face with kisses and use her as you will. Forget her cries and strangle her with rope.

Blindfold her, love, so you don't have to see.

(Shh, dear, it will all be okay soon)

Sew her mouth shut and dress her how you want. They aren't tears falling from her eyes or blood seeping from wounds...that's not possible.

She holds no dreams and needs no love. She has no heart, dear, so please, do with her as you want.

She's your creation, your perfect little angel. She must have no wrong. Clean the blood, wipe the teas...pretend they were never there.

Dolls are empty, you see.Don't you See? by ~Miss--Understood

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