> This chapter is mostly background or a info dump about the world and the main focus of the story the Rose Manor, intended mostly for any potential contributors to use as a reference when writing their own chapters. This is my first time writing a story from beginning to end the whole way through, instead of small add-ons to other peoples stories. Any ti...
Milo didn't know what hit him. Oh, right. A planet. Three months and nineteen days after the day Milo had gone crazy, as had been happening regularly for the past two weeks, Earth time, a sleek black pod blasted down from the stratosphere and rocketed towards the surface. Here, in the verified atmosphere breathable by humans, the shield casing around Milo'...
Note: A dear fan suggested that Larry and Chuck were hardly appropriate names for Masters. So..... They have become Lawrence and Charles. Thanks for bearing with me, dear readers. * * * * * * * * * Mollified , Lis pitched in to help pack up the wagon. How could she have been angry at Lawrence? God! She loved him so. Passing to and fro, she reached to t...
Chapter 3 - Power? The comforting warmth brought her back to reality. Her eyes flashed open as she jumped up in a panic, the sloshing of the water made her look down to realize she was in a tub. She gazed all around her to find she was still in the bathroom from before, her memory piecing together how she got in the bath. Beside the female was a toilet. Goo...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (22 min/mp3) * * * * * I poked my head outside the doorway to my dorm room, and scanned up and down. The pale blue flames flickering along the walls were at their low nighttime level, but they shed enough light to see that the corridor was empty. Heart thudding in my chest, I slipped out, and let the door slide silently s...
Editor's Note: I've simply dropped you here with a start. The identities of you, your boss, and any reports or contacts you have are up to you! This is a branching story based on the multiverse of the Adriksehn:Skipper story on MagicMystique.com. If you're super lost, or unsure where to start in adding something, check that out first. If you're just here to...
I like Saturday mornings. Not because of any great affinity for being yanked from my slumber by wildlife singing or the sight of the rising sun burning off the previous night's fog. The enjoyment is more prosaic, a pure bout of escapism from my shitty one bedroom apartment with its exposed pipes along the wall, my shitty dead-end job with its shitty bosses...
Part 3: An Audience with Zzaral "Time to wash up, slut!" barked Ormgard, clanging her baton against the bars of Aznar's cell. Aznar stirred, groaning. His limbs were leaden, his joints ached, and even though the dungeon was dark with perpetual timeless night, he was certain he hadn't eaten anything in at least a day. He turned over and saw the huge woman, f...
It's the next morning and the young black barista at Starbucks is being extra flirty with you. You ask him for a half-caf cap, extra foam, and he replies with a grin: "I got you, girl. I'll give you alllll the foam." Which... did he mean it quite that way? He can't have meant it quite that way, right? Eliza gives you an eyebrow raise. She seems to think he...
Part I – the meeting Onsen bathing is one of the highlights of any trip to Japan. Add meeting an intriguing woman for a memorable experience! There are onsen (hot springs) everywhere in Japan, literally hundreds of places with naturally heated water that comfort millions of Japanese who go on meccas for the best onsenburo (hot spring bath) experiences. Wee...