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Of Men, Melani, and Malevolent Machines - PrologueOf Men, Melani, and Malevolent Machines - Prologue by Desgar
They were once castaways from a long dead world, but the vulpine species Melani have prospered into a galactic superpower. Focusing their colonization efforts on the planet Mars in the Terra solar system, they have aroused mostly fear, suspicion, and hatred from the humans on Earth. However, as forces from space threaten Melani, Human, and Earth-born Anthro alike, they must put aside their differences and unite to prevent a potential galactic cataclysm.
Of Men, Melani, and Malevolent Machines
Prologue: Threat from Beyond
MARS DEFENSE COMMAND, CONFEDERATE ARMED FORCES OF THE MELANI
LARISA CITY, HESPERIA, MARS
The image of Captain Teros Bahadur appeared on the viewscreen at Mars Defense Command. "ETA to contact in less than five minutes, Control."
"Acknowledged, Scimitar Squadron," Communications Officer Matas replied.
"Keep channels open, Teros," Major Kei Otono said. "Two frigates will be join
Shion Charzide BiographyShion Charzide Biography by Desgar
Shion Atalanta Charzide
Rank: Corporal, Confederate Army of the Melani
Current Assignment: Weapons Specialist/Field Intel, Terra Squad Two (Chicago, IL, USA, Earth)
Marital status: Single
Birthplace: Masar City, Masar, Hiraaj
Weight: 160 lbs (not including tail)
Family: Duros (father), Tera (mother), Tianna (sister), Lohan (grandfather on Duros’ side)
Close quarters combat
Pilot (8,500 hours)
Secondary school diploma - Calahur Academy. Hiraaj
MOS Certifications - Camp Ursalis, Hiraaj:
[Intent] Political Science or Law major - Thaldine University, Hiraaj
Like many other royal houses in the Age of the Confederacy, the Charzides wield limited polit
A Line was Drawn Over CoffeeA Line was Drawn Over Coffee by Desgar
“Look, Tone, it’s as simple as this,” my coworker Dwight told me during a coffee break, ”you either support the planet you were born and raised on, or you’re an alien tail sniffer.”
I raised an eyebrow, wondering if in fact it was Dwight who was from another planet. “That simple, huh.”
“Dude! What’s with you?” he replied.
“So the Mels didn’t make a good first impression. They wouldn’t be the first.”
“I’m not talking about what they’re doing on Mars, Tone. I don’t give a damn. I’m talking about the two wars they brought here, to Earth.”
“Fine, Dwight, I’ll give you that. But the robots, and maybe the lizards, could come back at any time. Don’t you think we should help the Mels help us keep them at bay? Don’t you think?”
Dwight snorted. “So you do
you could see me
for who I am
and not the person
you believe me to be
I wonder if you would continue
at me readily.
Sir Samuel StoutThis is the tale of Sir Samuel Stout, a man with a life full of woe.Nightshade03
For fun and adventure he did live without, but how to find it he just did not know.
So he set out in search for a valiant quest, for which to make his life complete.
He packed his brown satchel and headed out West, on his stumbling, leather-shod feet.
He ventured atop the Mountain of Bears, lightning-bolts cracking the skies.
At the peak of the mountain, blocking his path, was the Bear Queen with death in her eyes.
"I've found meat for my sons!" The Queen of Bears roared, licking her sharp, bloody claws.
"For you, Son of Man, only death now awaits, for breaking the Bear-Mountain Laws!"
Samuel Stout put his hands on his hips, frowning with mild frustration.
"I've no time to tarry with you, Wild Queen. Nor any of the humble Bear Nation.
"You see, Dearest Queen, I am in search of adventure, and my time for questing runs short.
Please let me by without fuss, feud, or fight, and go back to your Bear Mountain Court."
GrayLET ME CREATE DINOSAURS IN THE CLOUDS AND STORIES IN THE STARS.SeeThroughtheMist
Let me warp your memories and dance to the murderer's march.
LET ME WHISTLE TO THE BIRDS SONGS AND LAUGH AT MY PAIN.
Let me destroy the light of day and glare at the moon.
Let me BE BOLD in my happiness.
LET ME be quiet IN MY LONELINESS.
I WANT MY HEART TO RACE WITH THE THUNDER OF DRUMS.
I want my mind to be filled with violins and flutes.
I WANT MY FINGERS TO FLASH ACROSS THE KEYBOARD IN EXCITEMENT.
I want my eyes to fill with emotions at the words on paper or screen.
I want A POUNDING IN MY CHEST that sends my nerves tingling.
I WANT a soft flutter of wind TO CALM MY ERRATIC BREATHING.
I WISH FOR THE WORLD TO KNOW TRUE MAGIC.
I wish for no more of this cruelty.
I WISH FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW THEY CAN.
I wish for those who wish for only themselves.
I wish FOR OTHERS TO WISH with me.
I WISH for people to stop wishing AND START ACTING.
Who says THAT EVERYTHING is in BLACK and WHITE?
I prefer TO THINK that the
CacophonyWe are screaming into the void.whisperedmemories
Some of us do it more silently than others.
Some of us do it in our sleep,
when we’re left alone and wanting. Some of us scream when we lose,
fall down, when we can no longer fight.
Some of us scream when we get it right and can’t understand
why, even then, it doesn’t make any sense.
Maybe this is called sanity- or rather, a lack of it.
I’ve been screaming for years and for the first time I can actually hear it.
Now that I can, it’s deafening.
I can focus on nothing else.
It consumes me.
Chews me up.
My solutions have been useless.
Buying earplugs doesn’t make the noise stop
it only softens it.
Maybe all of life is noise: endless until the end finally comes.
Maybe we are simply waiting-
waiting for the conductor to drop his arms.
A signal, allowing us to be done.
For when the piece is over and we take our bows...
What is a choir if not the sum of its voices?
Don’t be selfish- keep singing.
After all, it’s o
101 writing prompts1. A shiny desk surfaceFate4Destiny
2. Feathers on skin
3. Muffled by a pillow
4. The Earth is spinning
5. Acidic and cynical
6. Silver chains in jail
7. Leather firmly creased
8. A doctor took a life
9. Child or mother and not both
10. Screams which break my heart
11. Till death do us part isn't enough
12. Ruins built by trees
13. Technology or freedom
14. Welcoming the pain
15. Penance for my crimes
16. The glow makes it painful
17. I want you only to myself- nobody else
18. Laws of probability
19. Statistically speaking- you'll die
20. Paper cranes for a wish
21. The pond held my spilt coffee
22. Imperialism and nationalism divided us
23. We're a colony for monsters
24. They stole the light
25. Teasing and finding them cute
26. The clock never stops ticking
27. Paper dolls made to die
28. The cut healed from your fingers
29. Paper cut on your lips
30. Application to Oxford
31. British professors as a weakness
32. But in relation to what?
33. Reasons fate is out to get me
34. I'm blind to happin
The Shining StarBy: best13999best13999
Part I: The Shining Star
I couldn’t believe my eyes. The forest near my hometown, Stri, had my secret written all over it. Upon every tree in the forest was written Alia loves Re.
This was horrible, how did anyone know? I mean everyone knew I liked him but who knew that I loved him? And how did they do this in one night? Why me? Who did this?
The entire town was in the forest laughing and pointing as I ran away to my house, my safe zone.
“Ha ha ha what a loser!”
“She’s so desperate!”
“Does she really think he cares?”
Now I was running haphazardly through the forest blinded by tears.
What a great start to my day. Not! I felt like throwing up.
I fell backwards onto the forest floor.
“Are you ok?”
I couldn’t see for a moment because the sun was behind this stranger but as he bent to help me, I recognized the face; it was Re. Prince Re.
"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself."|
- Friedrich Nietzsche
"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Do or do not. There is no try"
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