Dark clouds build up along the coast. Seagulls fly high in the sky moving north bound in long circular motions further away from the old stone tower. Trees ready to be lifted from their roots as the wind blows through the terrain. Rain pours from the sky making visibility nearly impossible on the old dirt road leading toward the old lighthouse. Once stood as...
Emilia leaned on the railing surrounding the Ghost Machine, tucked away in one of her many rooms at the King estate, watching as her staff put the finishing touches on their restoration project. The machine was polished to a mirror finish, the brass and steel gears and cogs stretching upwards to affix to the high-vaulted ceiling. The dome occupied the center...
It had been a long, intense day of travel, but even as the sun started to dip over the edge of the horizon, the last few steps were taken, and you looked upon a gaping crevasse, the entrance into the dreaded halls of Drath'nalak. Inside was rumored to be wealth beyond measure, anything from simple piles of gold to enchanted jewelry, magic tomes, technologica...
It's late, but not a long walk to your apartment. It's not a familiar part of town to you, but the GPS has yet to steer you wrong, and it's still moderately light out, in spite of the hour. A left turn here, crossing the street, and then it should just be a few more blocks until you're home and able to kick back and relax. You're dressed in normal attire, a...
After two weeks, Transformation and Titillation was in the process of becoming the next big internet phenomenon. Hundreds of thousands of people were flooding message boards to talk about the mysterious program. Although many still thought it was some kind of elaborate production that used special effects and editing to make the transformations seem real, ot...
FROM THE JOURNAL OF JESSICA WOODRUE: My name is Jessica Woodrue, daughter of disgraced brain surgeon, Doctor Jason Woodrue. I write this journal as a testament to his both his research and mine. My father worked on a project his was insanely passionate about - Project Gilgamesh. The goal of his research was simple: create the ultimate super-soldier. He und...
The Tower of the Red-Eyed Princess is not marked on any map. Its whereabouts are unknown... down to the planet... down to the very universe, and the very dimension. Such a map would be unnecessary. When challengers seek the tower... or, when the tower calls for challengers... the two will find each other. The tower is told of in hushed whispers... It is said...
I awoke from the feeling of warm sunlight shining upon my face. As I opened my eyes, I could see an open skylight above me. I wondered what the outside world was like now. Were there trees? Did it ever rain here? Turning over, I felt the pressure from my new assets lift slightly. Sir was stood against the window looking over the pens. He turned, taking notic...
in An alley off of a street that seems to appear and disappear in the oldest most decrepit part of the city, there is a little shop front. An old overhead sign hanging from the storefront that says in fancy script The Library. You enter into the place through the old wooden entrance. You see pile after pile of books and bookcases with no real organization an...
You are Naomi Haruno, a drop-dead gorgeous schoolgirl at the age of 18. You have long, beautifully flowing pink hair, and cute, bright blue eyes. Your physique is trim and lightly toned, with curvy hips and a perky rump, as well as plump D-cup breasts. You wake up in the morning on a Friday. Slowly, you open your bleary eyes to the sight of sunlight streamin...