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Entre el caos: El viaje capitulo 4Nekat: Raza de gatos antropomórficos.
Kamolf: Raza de lobos antropomórficos.
Inog: Raza de perros antropomórficos.
Ha pasado un buen tiempo desde la última vez que lo hizo – pensó el guardián mientras retenía a la bestia – parece que ahora si se ha enojado.
Las llamas que envolvían a Gabriel eran tan intensas que todo a su alrededor era dañado por el calor. Gabriel arremetió tan rápido contra la bestia que en un pestañeo se encontraba de nuevo frente a ella, con un par de golpes la bestia retrocedió dejando así libre el arma del guardián.
Los golpes que hubieran derrotado a cualquier otra bestia conocida de bortera solo habían dejado algo herida a esta en el abdomen con algunos mechones de pelo ardiendo.
Lo que haces es peligroso – advirtió el guardián – más vale que te apresures – Gabriel solo asinti
Entre el caos: El viaje capitulo 3Nekat: Raza de gatos antropomórficos.
Kamolf: Raza de lobos antropomórficos.
Inog: Raza de perros antropomórficos.
¿Tanto tiempo en el campo de batalla para terminar así? – Pensó para sí mismo Gabriel aun aturdido por el primer golpe de la bestia mientras otro golpe se dirigía a él – me hubiera gustado, ayudar a más gente.
El tiempo parecía eterno para Gabriel quien no parecía tener esperanzas, las afiladas garras de la bestia estaban cerca de él y en un instante, la luz lo cegó, no sabía lo que había pasado.
¿Es acaso que estoy muerto? – se preguntó mientras empezaba a recuperar la vista y sentir una pequeña corriente eléctrica alrededor de él, pasando por su pelaje. Pudo divisar a la bestia de nuevo aun cerca de él, lo mismo que lo había cegado era lo que había aturdido a la bestia,
Entre el caos: El viaje capitulo 2Nekat: Raza de gatos humanoides.
Kamolf: Raza de lobos humanoides.
Inog: Raza de perros humanoides.
No es algo normal – dijo para sí mismo el guardián mientras el resplandor se hacía cada vez más intenso y lo que parecían unas garras empezó a materializarse frente a él.
¡Gabriel! Se ha abierto uno en la ciudad – aviso al kamolf un inog – Parece que es uno fuerte.
Ya lo sentí, manda a todos a proteger a los aldeanos – ordeno Gabriel de forma imponente.
Así lo haremos señor – respondió el inog – y ¿qué haremos con la creatura?
Yo me encargo de ella, igual hoy tenemos ayuda – dijo mientras tomaba una espada y salía del cuarto.
El guardián sostenía su espada frente a él, evitando que las garras de la bestia tocaran su cara, sin tomar en cuenta sus cicatrices el guardián parecía un nekat n
Entre el caos:El viaje.Nekat: Raza de gatos humanoides.
Kamolf: Raza de lobos humanoides.
Bortera había sido siempre un mundo con grandes peligros por doquier, muchas tierras no habían sido exploradas por esa razón, nadie sabía lo que las entrañas de ese mundo podría albergar, era un lugar lleno de secretos, secretos que solo pocas personas sabían entre ellas “El Guardián”.
¿Entonces dices que necesitas ayuda? – Pregunto fríamente un kamolf sentado en medio del pequeño salón – ¿acaso, no se supone que el guardián tiene la fuerza para enfrentarse a esto por si solo?
El nekat alzo la cabeza dejando ver varias cicatrices en labios, ceja y mejillas – sabes que es imposible, aun siendo el guardián no puedo estar en cada zona cuando algo pasa, y aun no tengo sucesor o aprendiz que me ayude.
Aunque nos lo pidas sabes que es h
EL LEGADO DE LAS ARMAS - PPHDEL PRIMER PASO HACIA EL DESTINO
Marck seguía recostado en su cama, mirando sus manos y pensando en lo que había pasado horas antes, en la tarde ¿Que fue lo que paso? pensó mientras hacia una retrospectiva a esas horas en el transporte.
Ya vámonos grito mary y todos rieron, pero las risas cesaron al ver que lo que subía al transporte, eso con forma humanoide, no era una persona.
¿Qué es eso? grito exaltada mary.
Un demonio dijo demente con una voz algo cortada.
Eso no es posible exclamo marck, pero sin duda lo que estaba ahí era lo se describía como un demonio.
Aléjense grito demente mientras se ponía en posición de combate, apretando los puños.
¿Te enfrentaras ha él? Es una locura.
No discutas, salgan todos por atrás, yo los cubriré la creatura grito fuertemente contra ellos dos al verlos pero ninguno retrocedió, m
El legado de las armas 1EL COMIENZO DE UNA HISTORIA
Es tu fin, ríndete y tu muerte será piadosa grito tyrael.
Jamás me rendiré, todo el mundo a depositado su confianza en mi, no los decepcionare respondió marck mientras se abalanzaba contra tyrael y le clavaba la espada en el pecho.
Esto no debería terminar así yo tenía que ganar dijo quejándose mientras caía al suelo.
No, imposible exclamo el chico mientras borraba lo que acababa de escribir - ¿han pasado por tantos problemas para que acabe con el así de fácil? No, una pelea mas intensa aun, ¿pero como podría hacerlo?
El chico sentado escribiendo era un apasionado de la escritura, mas que nada sobre aventuras aunque nunca sabia como terminarlas, aparte de la escritura era un chico normal, le gustaban los video juegos y salir con sus amigos, nada interesante.
Ahh estúpido bloqueo mental grito el chico ahora no se que escribir para el final termino diciendo mientras se paraba de la mesa y guardaba su cuader
Enter JaguarSamus Aran made her way through the jungle like area she was at. The Bounty Hunter was on a planet and exploring it as she had taken up the Bounty that had been placed here. The woman clad in her armor looking around the jungle scenery and at what was before her as many types of plants and fauna not seen
A strange creature had been seen and had terrorized a nearby town. A beast that was said to tear through even blasters and metal with no difficulty as all attempts to capture it had failed with some dead.
Normally Samus wouldn’t have bothered with it but business had been rather slow as of late and The Space Pirates latest plot had been foiled and stopped so she had taken it up. Part of her curious to see what exactly it was that was attacking.
She made her way through the jungle when the scanners on her suit picked up something. She turned and hoisted her cannon arm ready to fire if something showed up. She looked on at her scanners watching them so they could detect anything le
WIP STORY: Extinguishing The TruthExtinguishing The Truth
"You have got to be kidding me! This cannot be happening.." The hood of my vehicle pumped out smoked that intoxicated the area, thrusting out of the car door as I was forced into a coughing fit. Lifting the hood only to consumed by the thick fog knowing I was either hiking it back home or finding some civilization nearby which was sounding pretty impossible at the time since I had been tracking a one way for who knows how many miles to visit an out of town friend. Disgruntled and impatient, looking around my remote location to spot a burnt down wooden house in a field, oddly enough it was the only patch of open land I've seen since the trip began. Thinking there was any life around, I began treading towards the building; death consumed the wildlife that surrounded the two storied building, it was beauty in its own but something didn't feel quite right as if it hid secrets no one desired to explore. "H-Hello? Anybody here?"
MGM Gate 1 (Part 10)
Lucas and Hanz heard them and responded. Then within moments they heard a fleet of police cars coming nearer. Drifting around the curves, they could hear their tires skidding on the concrete roads. As they looked, from both the back of the zoo and the front. They could see the brilliant-rays of their, blue and red lights, in the night sky. Then next, they saw their lights revolving upon the roof of their cars, from a block away. They saw all the police cars encircling the ambulance. They watched them, turn after turn, drifting, tires screaming, until they drove, flying into the front of the zoo.
They hopped out of the car and began running inside. The paramedics jumped out with the stretcher and they started rushing into the zoo. At once, Maxi, Hanz and Patrick began to show all of them the way to where Mary's body laid. "Oh snap!!!" Lucas cried. He just realized that they would need to get into the lions exhibit to get the victims body. Lucas screamed in a whisper,
The ViperA cat was watching television in the morning. His wife was out to hunt some food for them.
Except for the TV, the house was quiet and empty with no signs of life, other than the cat. He was glad that he had some private time of his own. As much as he loved his wife, she would usually be the one to make him hunt.
As the feline enjoyed his favorite show, the telephone rang. He was curious as to who would call so early in the morning. He reached for the phone.
Before he could say a word, a male voice said, "This is the Viper. I'll be at your house in about an hour." The man hung up.
The cat was puzzled. He didn't remember a "Viper" in his life. He assumed that it was a harmless prank that his wife was planning to pull off. The feline went back to watching his show.
About a few minutes later, the phone rang again. The cat picked it up, expecting whoever was calling to be his wife.
It was the man from before. "This is the Viper again. I'm sorry that I'm taking so long." The person calling h
Trapped (232 Words) “I'm not trapped. I’ll be free eventually.” I told myself. The door blared at me while I continued pushing it, trying to free myself. “I'm not trapped. I’ll be free eventually.” I repeated.
I was only coming here to get some food for my friends. It had been seven months since we’d seen our parents, we didn't know if they were dead or alive. We waited in our homes for 2 weeks, hoping they’d return before we gave up and tried to survive on our own. But with every other adult trying to ‘rescue’ us, it was hard to not give up. At least we've survived this long without being taken prisoner. Until today. “I'm not trapped. I’ll be free eventually.”
Finally, a heard a voice. “Liz? Where are you?”
I replied, shouting as loud as I could through the strong metal door. I could hear her tugging on the door, forwards and backwards trying to
OW: Don't Trust the DuskSeveral hours after the nightmare Emily had, she decided to uncurl herself and walk the memories of the first dream she'd ever had. She had just walked, and soon found herself in the graveyard. It was a place of solace to her, but she heard no voices. Unusual. They must have sensed she did not want to be bothered, and so they kept to themselves.
Her silent steps carried her towards the middle of the graveyard, gently sitting on the stone bench she normally sat upon.
It wasn't until several minutes later that she realized she had been humming the lullaby that Thane had been singing while under the influence of the enchanted candy. And she stopped.
Chuckling dryly, he slips his hands into his pockets and approaches her slowly, appraising her with his eyes. "To think? Well, at least someone besides myself does that here. Forgive my rudeness, but what is your name? And why choose such a dreary to think? The woods are a far better place to do so, supposing what's in there doesn't eat you."
Orca's last battle part 3Orca’s battle part 3
Whirlpool set down the spears behind the shades of Coral. The pavilion was cover in different shades of color which made for easy spots to hide anything even traps. Whirlpool then flicked his tail:” There everything is done.” He then stretched his wings and took to the air. He thought to himself:” I know Queen Coral should have been expecting this to happen but why did I feel guilty for doing this?” He snarled and pushed the thought away:” No Queen Coral has ruled foolishly long enough, it’s time that Orca and I take our place; I’ll finally be more than just a plain writer’s assistant and be king like I deserve to be.” He started to land as he saw the flat part of the pavilion. Nearby Gill had arrived and surveyed the area for any approaching enemies. Although there was no hostility between the tribes, Gill hated to be caught off guard. He didn’t trust the tribes and rather be safe than s
Mental.pre-view of 'Mental.' (a story im writing)
Ok, so, about a month ago. I was in town walking home from a local bar at about 10:13pm, It was dark near the outskirts and my friends had ditched me for the popular people. Its funny the way that school and life outside of it are both equally as cruel. My feet ached and my head was pounding hard from a constant buzzing at the back of my brain wich never seemed to want to go away, it was worse when I was drunk or stressed. In the distance I could see a fuzzy yellow-ish light pooling onto the cold wet road. Did I mention that it was raining? No I didnt think so. This town was over run with psycotic farmers who claim the devil runs wild on their fields, they say that it
“ate the front 'alf o my prized cow” and that it “hovers by the window, starin' right inta my eyes it does, then it god damn gone an vanished.”
most people say 'your just drunk' or 'stop it with the drugs dude they arnt helpin you'.
But I belive them. I kn
AwakeShe was in the middle of a dessert. It was morning, or at least she thought, the sky was bright blue and the sand a beautiful yellow but the sun was nowhere to be found; not a bead of sweat on her for she felt no heat. The wind blew, steady and gently but gave no sound. The clouds looked alive and beautiful but, eerily still.
How did she get here she wondered.
She looked behind and around herself only to find no footsteps; no indication of where she came from or the direction she was heading. Around her was nothing but dessert; the rise and fall of hills meeting with the great endlessness of the sky. She began to walk in the direction she was facing with the lack of a better option. Her eyes stayed on the horizon.
“It’s beautiful here...” she thought to herself as her mind began to wonder in the vast, open terrain. She remembered loving such places, peaceful and quiet; she doesn’t really remember why, however.
She can’t seem to remember a lot right now.
reflexion de alguienNo entiendo porque toda la gente de este lugar se queja de lo que pasa, todos lloran, gritan y parecen desesperados, pero esto es inclusive divertido.
No voy a decir que soy una persona valiente o que me siento un héroe inmortal, al principio tenía miedo, pero eso se paso después de que mis amigos murieran, creo que tenía más miedo de que los lastimaran a ellos que a mí, ahora me siento realmente tranquilo.
Cuando paseo por el refugio con una sonrisa en la cara la gente me mira extraño, como si por ser feliz estuviera loco, pero los locos son ellos que no disfrutan de la vida y viven siempre presionados y con temor, que si mueren o que si pierden a alguien que quieren, pero yo ya lo perdí todo y a la muerte no le temo, ¿por qué no llevar una sonrisa y disfrutar del tiempo que me quede?
Inclusive debo decir que he encontrado cierta gracia en ver a esas creaturas deambular por todas partes, como chocan entre si, como un pequeño obst&
A Guide to Writing DialogueWhat is dialogue, exactly? The definition from Merriam-Webster’s dictionary was several lines long, so I shall summarize it in a short sentence for the sake of the readers; it’s the writing that illustrates conversations between two or more characters in a story. We read and hear it all around us, but creating it in your own work can be a challenge. However, if you find dialogue an obstacle in your writing, then don’t push the panic button. In this tutorial, you’ll find by analyzing what dialogue can do and how to use it, you can turn your greatest fear into your greatest ally in your story.
What dialogue is
Like I’ve asserted before, dialogue is basically what the characters are saying to each other. It can be found in multiple mediums such as books, movies, comics, video games, etc. We even engage in dialogue daily without even thinking. When you talk to your best friend, a co-worker, or even your dog, you create dialogue. It’s exchang
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