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Rose The Killer Part 1Come to me....
Come to me my child...
 
"NO!" I yelped, sitting up suddenly in my bed. My blankets were on the floor, my skin was beaded with sweat, and my breathing was as rapid as my heartbeat.
"What is it? Whats the matter?"
My bedroom light suddenly flicked on, revealing my father standing in the doorway, a startled look on his face.
"I-Its nothing... Just a nightmare." I sighed, squinting in the bright light. Dad just nodded and walked over to me, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"You know, your mom and Liu have been getting nighmares too... Im worried about it."
I nodded sleepily. "Yeah..." They were always waking up in the middle of the night screaming.
"What happened in your nightmare?" He asked gently. I shivered.
"It was scary... someone was... No, something was calling me to come to them, over and over again. But it wasn't anyone I knew. The voice was the freakiest part... it sounded so unearthly. I couldn't see anything but I could feel that so
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.2The girl gasped between sobs and gazed into my eyes with pure bewilderment. “But, why?”

She was so freaking adorable… I couldn’t help but stroke her trembling back with my thumb. It felt so strange yet so amazing to feel something so small against my fingertips…

“You did nothing wrong,” I breathed. “I can’t explain why I did this- you wouldn’t understand----“

“I know what this is!” she bawled. “Y-you- you drugged me then you raped me- and when that wasn’t enough you shrank me so I could be some---some---!”

I moved my forefinger to her stutter
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.1An Illegal Trade

“How much?”

Zeke raised his golden eyebrows in surprise. “What?”

I folded my arms across my chest, and let out a patient sigh. “How much? For the girl?”

Zeke let out a large puff of smoke out of his cruel lips, and grinned wickedly. I could see the three of his golden molders, shining back at me- mocking my pained expression.

“You want her that much eh?” he chuckled- it was a terrible sound.

I nodded impatiently and placed my clammy hands onto his wooden desk. “How long has she been unconscious?” I ask suddenly.

Zeke shrugged and looked at the tiny girl’
Karasu - Part 16
Though the satchel wasn’t large, it had carried enough food to last Shichi for several days. He started slowly, eating only a few handfuls throughout the day, allowing his stomach to grow accustomed to digestion. His mind began to clear. He noted the positions of the sun and stars, making his way back towards the river. Only the mountains were cold enough for snow, and the brown earth began to reveal itself as he descended. With the soil came roots, and soon he had foraged a small stock to refill the bag.

The river was a welcome sight. Though the water was chilled, he removed his shoes to wade into its embrace. The current was painfull
The Prophet's Daughter- Chapter 9
Chapter 9- The First Day
“Wake up, sleepy head,” a deep voice whispered, gently nudging Abbie. She lifted her head and yawned. It was still dark outside. She rolled over to look at Andy.
“What are you doing up? It’s too early,” she said, her voice thick with sleep.
“Warped Tour,” he smiled. That was all she needed. She shot up in bed and stretched.
“You got pancakes already?” she asked as she ran her hands through her messy hair and got out of bed.
“You’re good. They’re waiting in the living room when you’re ready. Ashley should be here soon,” Andy explained b
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.3“It’s permanent.  For a year or so,” I mutter. I refuse to look at her. I couldn’t take the shame- it’s too much.

I heard her sniff pitifully, and I could not resist to look down at her… She was completely distraught.  Her beautiful face- now that I had taken the time to examine it- was a mask of terror, her beautiful brown eyes darting this way and that, looking everywhere in the room but at me… Her hair was puled back, in what probably was a beautiful braid, but now it was wild and frilly.   Her skin was dark- dark brown skin, that shimmered in the dim light of my room. Her body was perfect, of c
The Pet; Part 1 The Pet; Part 1

Onan lay in the large cage, arms crossed and resting on his tail. He hated the situation he found himself in, hated the idea of being a mere pet to some lesser creature like a human. He should be the one keeping such a being as a pet, or preying on them.

Up to now, he had made sure that the humans that came here would not want to choose him, made sure that they saw that he would not just accept the role as pet. He realized now that would have to change. He had hoped the shop owners would give up and let him go, but last night he had learned how they dealt with the pets that couldn’t be sold. Last night he had learned t
The Emperor's Find GT 2 (Collab Chapter!)CHAPTER TWO - Collaborative

Osidian bit his lip and gazed down at the tiny being in the cage. She shook violently with sobs, making Osidian feel incredibly uncomfortable. He was never good with children- especially crying children.

He looked at the messenger who was smiling uncontrollably, then he switched his gaze upon the two guards. They were watching the cage with uneasy glances, their hands tightening around their spears.

Osidian looked down at the little woman and sighed heavily. “I don’t want anyone else knowing about this,” he said in a low voice. “Has anyone else seen it?”

The messenger’s smile
Celi6ate     "Kanny-"
     "No, Cronus!  If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times-"
     "Vhat?! Do you not trust me or something?"
     "Don't be ridiculous, that is hardly the root of the problem here-"
     "Do you not love me?  Is that it?"
     Kankri Vantas was officially stuck between a rock and a hard place.
     The somewhat off-kilter and often stressful red relationship he had decided to risk with Cronus had been going on for nearly half a sweep, and more than once, Cronus had made sexual advances.  He had tried to sweep Kankri off his feet and woo him silly, which worked to an extent.  That extent was cuddling on the sofa with almost cold hands rubbing circles on a mutant-hot grey chest under a certain red sweater while a rom-com was playing, maybe a few cold kisses to the neck and ears.  This elicited high, sweet giggles and squirmin
little fabiella
"B-baby, you don't think this is all a bit much?"

Owen and Fabiella have been going steady since Valentine's day, their chemistry for each other unwavering as the days turn into weeks; the weeks slowly beginning to turn into months. Being the gallant boyfriend he is, Owen was brazen to take Fabiella out often; insisting to bring his sweetheart to the best, tastiest (and most calorific) eateries to show off his arm candy.

For what seemed like hundreds of belly rubs and kisses later, Owen began to notice something different about Fabiella's bodily frame this particular evening. Fabiella was still the same feminine, soft-spoken beauty she was
Roly-Poly Princess, Chapter 2“Oh my God, is that Gretchen?”
Fiona watched a plump girl crawl out of a car and wave goodbye to her mom. She had a yellow backpack with a pink butterfly sticker on the back.
“It is!” She ran to Gretchen. “Where have you been? It’s been weeks since you were last in school.”
“Oh, Fiona! I had such a terrible flu. Mom told me I couldn’t even think about coming back until I was healthy.”
“Oh.” Fiona got a good look at Gretchen’s pot-belly, sticking out beneath her tight t-shirt. Her jeans stretched around her meaty thighs and hips. “You certainly look…healthy.”
A fading shadowAs she stood there, staring up at that old wooden door, Rainbow hesitated. For those who knew her, hesitation was something that was very much against how she usually was. But on this day, she made an exception. This particular tower of the Canterlot royal palace was not as attractive on the inside as the rest of the building, owing largely to it's purpose of holding criminals. The walls were darker, colder than the other rooms, and the whole place was just largely unpleasant. She focused on this because it didn't seem right for her to be here.

But Rainbow knew that she would have to address this. If she didn't, she'd regret it for the rest
The Prophet's Daughter- Chapter 10
Chapter 10- Bryan Stars
“Hi guys!” a tall man in a blue t-shirt with short, curly blond hair greeted them as the trio walked into the room. He looked from Abbie to Andy with a questioning tint to his eyes, but Andy quickly distracted him.
“Hi Bryan,” Andy greeted, sitting on a green couch next to him.
“Hello there Bryan Starzzzz!” Ashley exclaimed, sitting next to Bryan on the other side, sandwiching Bryan and leaving Abbie seatless. She looked from Andy to Ashley, then settled on Andy’s lap. Abbie stared at a man with curly, brown hair that fell to just about his shoulders and wore purple bunny ears
A tyrant's last breathThe pain was great, but she ignored it. All that mattered to her now was that her own son stood above her, ready to end her life without the slightest hesitation. His horn glowed a bright red and his eyes bore a look of great anger. Sombra had won. After all of her hopes, her plans, her belief that things would turn out, all she had done was delayed the inevitable. Imprisoning him a thousand years ago hadn't stopped him, nor had his defeat at the Crystal Empire when he was free. She had failed to stop him completely, and now she was about to pay the price.

"Well mother......any last words?"

In truth, there were many things she wanted to say
An Illegal Trade GT Ch.4I told her everything… About how I got started in the business- huh, like I should even call it that. More like a trade. An Illegal trade of human girls to sex-obsessed male (and female) customers who were willing to rip apart a human’s dignity just to experience moments of pleasure.

How sickening. I had never fiddled around with my victims. I caught, sold, got paid, and repeated the cycle.   I took girls who were in my opinion, “ Beautiful Nobodies”- girls who were more in love with their beer and night-clubs then anything else.  I’d take a girl to the bar, buy her a drink and put the shrinking powder in like
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DIS: Lost Causes Halloween"I am Walter Samuels."
This mantra was all that was keeping the man together. It had once been longer, once included where and when he was born, and who he was related to. It used to mention the job he worked at for twenty years, and the country he was proud to be a citizen of. It used to remind him of a rich life that was once his. He used to only have to say it once a day.
Time had consumed it all, bit by bit. Small gaps here and there, such as dropping the name of his company or losing his wife's maiden name. Well, it was probably his wife, since there were kids involved in that mantra… or was that his sister?
When the words vanish
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She'd woken up too late to be able to turn over and fall back asleep but too early to justify relinquishing the warm covers and soft pillows of her bed by getting out. For a moment, Elena considered tapping the farthest button from her on the clock to prevent it from going off and rolling over, but the feisty little device almost seemed to threaten, "We both know you'll oversleep if you do."
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In the beginning of the world, souls lived not in their own Realm, but alongside us. This does not mean the world was free of death, but rather that it was not death as we know it. There was no Beyond for souls that shed their bodies, so instead they continued to live on. Death was understood as a metamorphosis, similar to emerging from a cocoon, rather th

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DIS: Lost Causes Intro

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One particular day, I visited a very strange place full of very strange people. There I was asked three questions.
Why did you come here today?
It seems like such a simple question, however at that place it is anything but. There's a secret behind the question only those who learn its answer know.
It took awhile, but I finally realized why I went to that place to begin with.
Have you ever felt there was more to this world than what you see?
Like it did for so many others, this question started my journey. The world I was satisfied with up until that point suddenly felt so empty. When I decided to search for answers to fill it, I found out just how large the world really was and how small the part I used to think was its sum really turned out to be. I dove headfirst into this new world with such fervor that it wasn't until I was too far into my adventure that the other question they asked finally hit home.
Have you ever made a mistake that changed everything?
It all came together just a while ago; too late to stop the dominos from falling, and the way things are going I might lose everything within the hour if I can't stop it. For the hundredth time since I first started to doubt, I wonder if it was a mistake to get involved. I shake away the thought, knowing full well that I was going to anyways. I'm stubborn like that. So if that's the case, the only important thing is how I see this through.
I have to start tackling some of the more immediate problems. My first priority should probably be taking care of that fire. Then I should work getting out of this room. Next step, get in touch with my experts so we can put this all to rest before midnight comes around.
Which means I really need to find out how to move my body again so I can stop lying here in a pool of my own blood.
Oh, and a bandage might be nice too.
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Here's the intro to Lost Causes, the first of hopefully many DIS storylines.

So a couple of things to note:

I decided to make DIS be about its "customers" rather than any of its employees, as they turned out to be more interesting to write, in part because they would face more danger (even those who aren't human).

I'm putting this in medias res because I felt the first time I wrote the script (last semester), that I got too excited and jumped into things too soon. Therefore, I want to lay some groundwork before the mystery really opens up.

I'm not revealing who this person is of the cast, how bad their situation is, or if they'll still be alive by the time the story catches up. Hope for the best or that it isn't one of the characters you like. *grin*

My plan is to try to work at getting at least a chapter (6 or so pages each) of either this, Window to the Soul, Remnant, Supermess, or something else out at least once a week if not more when I can. I want to try to get a rhythm going so I can actually write out and post the ending of one of these.

Lastly, while I know it's easier for reading when I post links at the bottom of the work, I'm going to just start making a journal for each series with links to the chapters included and chain them together once I've finished the work. I might link to the first chapter and then link that to the journal, but no more "Next" or "Previous" buttons for now.

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~dorkinabubble Sep 13, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I'm going to be a total hypocrite and tell you that you need to POST MORE! (cause I don't post enough myself, lol XD)
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