[Phantasmagoria] Fighting the Good Fight (?) by Before-Knights, literature
Literature
[Phantasmagoria] Fighting the Good Fight (?)
In the bright, white sterile recesses of the infirmary, a human medic hovered tentatively over a horrifying humanoid mess, laying still, unconscious on a stiff mattress. It had four limbs, a head, a torso, everything was in the same place as a human’s body, yet it was covered in yellow horns, the most noticeable being on its head, large and curved inward, with strange bumps. It had pale skin and golden markings touching every inch of it. Thick restraints bound this creature’s narrow, bony wrists, just as they did it's ankles, thighs, midsection and neck. It was clear it was overly tall, even when lying down, as its legs poked out
In which two day bound fall prey to the dark by Before-Knights, literature
Literature
In which two day bound fall prey to the dark
Zachriel hadn't been planning to go to the festival, after all it took place during the evening and he did not quite like being out in the dark. It was pure coincidence that he actually decided to go. The reason was that he had heard a rumor about a great musician that would be playing there, and it sparked his interest. Plus, it was a chance to show of his traditional clothing. He couldn't say that it was easy to get into, nor comfortable to wear as his normal clothes, but he looked great.
Finally arriving at the festival he walked around aimlessly, trying to find someone or something he could occupy himself with. Of course, the atmosphere
[Phantasmagoria] Fighting the Good Fight (?) by Before-Knights, literature
Literature
[Phantasmagoria] Fighting the Good Fight (?)
In the bright, white sterile recesses of the infirmary, a human medic hovered tentatively over a horrifying humanoid mess, laying still, unconscious on a stiff mattress. It had four limbs, a head, a torso, everything was in the same place as a human’s body, yet it was covered in yellow horns, the most noticeable being on its head, large and curved inward, with strange bumps. It had pale skin and golden markings touching every inch of it. Thick restraints bound this creature’s narrow, bony wrists, just as they did it's ankles, thighs, midsection and neck. It was clear it was overly tall, even when lying down, as its legs poked out
In which two day bound fall prey to the dark by Before-Knights, literature
Literature
In which two day bound fall prey to the dark
Zachriel hadn't been planning to go to the festival, after all it took place during the evening and he did not quite like being out in the dark. It was pure coincidence that he actually decided to go. The reason was that he had heard a rumor about a great musician that would be playing there, and it sparked his interest. Plus, it was a chance to show of his traditional clothing. He couldn't say that it was easy to get into, nor comfortable to wear as his normal clothes, but he looked great.
Finally arriving at the festival he walked around aimlessly, trying to find someone or something he could occupy himself with. Of course, the atmosphere
Blank Character Sheet 2.1.8 (390+ Questions!) by TheBoson, literature
Literature
Blank Character Sheet 2.1.8 (390+ Questions!)
The accompanying Google Doc has a nice guide for each attribute!
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[BJBB] Reflex of Decency [CH 3 Theme 3] by Spoxxy, literature
Literature
[BJBB] Reflex of Decency [CH 3 Theme 3]
Heavy eyes glaze over lines of text, scanning them nigh listlessly as minutes turn into an hour, dragging by. Gary's used to working late nights, but recently, things have changed significantly. Escaping prison, POSRA's firm hand on government....it's hard for him to concentrate on more than one thing at a time nowadays, even when he used to multitask so well. With a drawn out blink, Gary minimizes his current task in lieu of bringing up his chatbot on his personal computer. After all, he feels like he won't get much work done right now; sifting through data of officers gained through phishing will have to wait. “Evening, Ezra.”