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The Misplaced: Finale
CHAPTER 23: EVAN It was another three days before they reached the lands under the rule of Lord Defoe, the last of the Dark Lords. As they approached his castle, they were met by a small army of his acolytes.
By Richard Jones8 years ago in Futurism
The Misplaced: Segment 3
CHAPTER 17: PANGA The dagger was a welcome addition to Panga’s wardrobe. She wasn’t as vocal about it, but she didn’t like being sent to safety any more than Jadin did. She often thought that her abilities were the weakest of the group. Unlike Alectra she couldn’t manipulate emotions. She could only influence an emotion that she, her target, or people nearby were currently feeling. In addition, those emotions had to be naturally occurring. She couldn’t tag team with Alectra or Jadin. She couldn’t spread Jadin’s ecstasy or an emotion that Alectra had manipulated. The only way she had been able to work with Alectra against the Sheriff, for all the good it did, was because she herself was feeling scared.
By Richard Jones8 years ago in Futurism
The Misplaced: Segment 2
CHAPTER 10: ALECTRA Not for the first time, Alectra was grateful for the horses. Without them, she was certain they couldn’t have put enough distance between themselves and the dragon. In addition, none of the boys were in any condition to walk. The strain of defeating the dragon had taken everything out of each of them. The girls rode out ahead of them in V formation, Alectra in the lead with Jadin slightly behind her to her left, and Panga equal to Jadin to her right. Alectra glanced over at Panga with resentment. She didn’t appreciate how she had called her out for suggesting the dragon should be killed and thought even less of how she had influenced her emotions. She didn’t care that she knew she had done the same to the others. Someone had to say it. It just so happened to be her.
By Richard Jones8 years ago in Futurism
The Enchanted Forest
Stella lived in a wooden house in the highest hill of the highest mountain. She lived by herself. Her only true companion was nature and its beauty. Every night Stella watched how the moon lit the night. She watched in awe how the moon’s reflection shined in the lake below the mountains. One night, Stella went to watch the moon, as she did every night. This time, it was different. The moon wasn’t shining as it usually did. Stella got scared and thought:
By Ana Rey8 years ago in Futurism
The Misplaced
CHAPTER 1: EVAN Evan’s fist connected with another of… he didn’t really know what to call them, exactly. Mindless ones, perhaps. At the moment, he was only sure of three things:
By Richard Jones8 years ago in Futurism
Current
A blood-curdling shriek filled the air. My heart jumped into my throat. I hadn’t expected anyone else to be out on the beach at four in the morning. Something told me to go towards the sound, telling me to ignore the mini heart attack just then.
By S.D. Trinity8 years ago in Futurism
The Engagement
I am watching them. I am watching them as they laugh, as they eat, as they walk, as they breathe; it is I who watches them. She has a certain kind of glitter in her eyes as she speaks with him but he seems to be hiding something behind his. She is a tall, thick beauty with eyes the colour of a peach pencil crayon and gorgeous long light brown hair. Her skin is peach a sprinkled with freckles. He has short black hair styled into a pompadour and smooth light brown eyes. He’s tall and well-defined and his skin is olive and smooth save for his goatee. I taste these interesting details on the tip of my tongue as I follow them along the garden path.
By Shenique 8 years ago in Futurism
Domino: The Awakening - Final Chapter
Looking through the City's camera feed at the park, Pyropolarnite saw the events unfolded upon Domino's true awakening and felt she lost her love, "How could Domino betray me? After all I sacrificed to be with him, he turns on me like this?!" Wrath builds up within her core, "Fine, he can die with the rest of his so-called friends! I cannot be with someone who'd rather side with his killer than with the one who loved him." She turned to one of her Undead servants, "From now on, you will be my new General. See to it that they all die, except for Domino. I want to see him suffer in horror while he watches all those he cares about expire. He will know what it means to lose something precious to him."
By Dominick Piaquadio8 years ago in Futurism
The Accident
6:00 PM. Turners school of Co-Operational Learning is an exclusive private school lying just outside of Seattle, Washington, designed for very special students. One of those students is Amber McGee, a 13-year-old girl from New Brunswick, Canada. Today, she lies in her dorm room feeling anything but special. She stares constantly at her school books on her desk wishing that her studies might remove the memories of the day from her mind as they had done for her in the past. As this fails, she allows herself to be thrown back into the disaster area.
By Richard Jones8 years ago in Futurism
Writer's Toolbox—Story 1
The exercise I'll be using from The Writer's Toolbox requires you to randomly choose one stick from three categories—the First Sentence, the Non Sequitur, and the Last Straw—each of which have a writing prompt to use (I will have these in bold).
By Elysa Noelle8 years ago in Futurism
The 60s Never Saw Kuri
Cultural explosion, an understanding of freedom and sexual liberty turned the 40s into the 60s. The baby boomer era where suddenly people were aware that they could own their own individuality and liberalisms. And in the middle of all this staunch change, a letter was passed between two very unlikely people.
By Becky Maxwell8 years ago in Futurism
The Sailor and the Siren
Open your mind and see the beauty before you. Let the colours and sounds wash over you like a river. Be still. I promise you won’t drown, not right away.
By Ashley Haynes8 years ago in Futurism