TheCrazyDragonLady

*Heavy Breathing*

Story prompt I wrote for a family member You feel the vibrations from the music pulsing through the floor and up your legs, encouraging your body to move. You lower your torso to your feet, your back curving like a cats as you slowly pull yourself up, your fingertips brushing against your legs Your hands slide along your body, around your hips, up your midsection, over your arms and are raised above your head You sway to the beat of the music, the people around you each dancing in their own unique way. The intoxicating smell of sweat and perfume fills your nostrils as you take a deep breath, your lungs already starting to give in to your exhaustion and asthma. You can't stop, even for a moment though. None of you can. You are dancing for your lives.

*Turns around in a swivel chair and sips tea* Aha hello everybody. Just wanted to post a short story I am working through with a family member of mine. Each choice she makes will alter the story and there are no redos. I may or may not add what happens next when we get to it. So, enjoy~ *Warning, light violence that may increase later* Reality KRK! Your current opponents arm cracks under the force of your bending it backwards. They let out a shriek of pain and fall to their knees, and make a veined grab for the energy pistol they had dropped on your attack. You frown and step on their hand, grinding it into the cool solid concrete with your boot. “Can't have you trying to shoot me can we now dear?”. You look up as your group continues to cut a swath into the other sides numbers. Your best friend stands at your side loyaly, as does your lieutenant, both watching the battle on the lower area of the field. “P..Please don't hurt me..” the man at your feet chokes out, wincing in pain at each word. Choose: //”Why should I? You are the opposing side after all…”// Or //”Get out of my sight you sniveling dog”// You remove your boot, and the man shakily gets up. He is over a foot taller than you, but he lets out a whimper and runs down the hill, straight for the barriers of his camp. Your soldiers are working their way through the wall and he barely misses getting shot in the head before he dives behind the concrete wall. You hear your lieutenant snarl in anger and grab your arm, wrenching your face to meet his. “WHAT ARE YOU THINKING ARIE?!” he shouts furiously. If any of your other men dared this action, they would find themselves suddenly facedown on the ground with a broken nose. Luckily for your secondary, he is your boyfriend and you care about him too much to injure him yourself. You shove him away crossly and give him an annoyed frown. “I decide to be merciful for once and you get angry with me?”. He huffs and points at the barrier. You see mingling behind the wall, and suddenly a huge swarm of air attack droids fly towards your position. You brush your brown bangs out of your face and pull your katana out of its sheath, looking at the army of drones get ever closer. You see that each one is armed with a small light canon and are blinking a red light. All except for one drone in the middle, being protected by the others, which is blinking a yellow light and holds a swirling dish on its top. Choose: //Hold your Katana up and just start swinging at whatever gets close enough// Or //Aim for the one in the middle of the group// Or //Throw a grenade // The swarm is nearly on you now. “COVER ME” You shout, your golden hoop earrings swinging into the sides of your face and you turn to your companions. You whip back around and run towards the swarm, jumping off of the steeper ledge of the hill outcropping and landing on one the size of a small exercise ball, like you used to use before the OTHERS started attacking your home. You continue the motion, hopping from one drone to the next, narrowly dogging light bolts, until you reach your target. Your legs bunch up underneath you as you crouch on your current drone steed and jump with all your strength, raising your now-glowing sword above your head. You swing down with a force that a normal human could not muster, slashing right through the outer shell of the command droid and straight through its core. Sparks fly out of the gash as the drone sputters and then dies, falling to the ground underneath you as you land on the drone directly behind it. The entire swarm stops, as if in shock. You feel the sudden rush of air as you start to plummet, along with the rest of the swarm. You stop, your face mere inches from the ground as the energy field surrounds your form. You flash a smile to your lieutenant as he gently lowers you to the ground.

*cough* Just gonna chuck some art in here because why not *couGH* One of my characters for a RP I'm doing with some friends of mine. His name is Fissure. I love him so much<3

Fear me mortals...

http://nodtotherhythm.com/?nRPeHI6n

I cant breath...hahah look what I made: http://nodtotherhythm.com/?XNgpbNZu

Tael ohmygosh.... *Cries* So pretty....

I I have returned to Niche after a long hiatus. (I have to do that sometimes with games to get interested in it again) I decided to retry unlocking all the genes in the mutation menu, except this time I can have round ears unlocked from the start (thank goodness). I wanted to go kinda western-ish for this challenge, so the backstory behind my starters is that they are a criminal couple on the run, and they want to start a tribe of misfit Nichling that *steal* genes from each island. I edited my starters with the genes I wanted and when I opened the world I kinda fell in love with them. The male is named : Mickey The quick fingered The female is named: Minnimay the Sweet talker And I love them so much ❤️ Found A nice spot to start a family.Their first son copper. I may post screenshot of their progress every once in a while, (or just accidentally forget this post exists xD) but they have unlocked ram horns, wings, claw, and roundears.

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Hey Im back!

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I have never been stung by a wasp or bee, but if one flies near my face I end up having a small internal panic attack. I also found this

1. Do you do animation as well? 2. Any tips for computer-mouse art? Or recommended programs?

Its looking great for your first run cycle!

(I left for 15 minutes *What*)

*More screaming as this poor persons computer explodes*

A response to a story prompt I got. You lay in your bed with your eyes closed, listening to the nightime city sounds. Tree branches scratch against the window. The occasional hum of a car engine on the highway. Gentle moonlight streams into your bedroom, reflecting off of the large mirror you have in the corner. The soft sounds of rain start to patter against the closed window, and you let out a frustrated sigh as the hail begins. It had been stormy weather for three days now, and the constant noise and headaches were starting to get very annoying. Opening your eyes and pushing off your blankets, you slip your feet into your slippers and peer at your clock as you reach for your ready bottle of painkillers. 3:45 AM. You scowl and pop 2 pills in your mouth as the thumping pain of a headache starts to build in your temples. Walking downstairs, you open the fridge, pour yourself a glass of chocolate milk and sit at your PC. The current horror/mystery story you are in the process of stares back at you, stopped off halfway through a sentence. “The detective stood over the murder scene”. Your hands hover over the keyboard as you debate over what to write next. Suddenly, you hear the noise of something hitting the floor above you. The floorboards creak as someone upstairs walks around. You live alone A cold shiver of fear runs down your spine as you get up. Glancing at the stairs nervously, you mull over whether you should grab a weapon. The creaking stops, and you freeze. It begins again, going away from the stairs. Grabbing your umbrella you start up the stairs, doing your best to be quiet. The floor creaks protestantly on the last step, and you peer around, heart beating, the blood thumping in your ears. The hallway, quiet and dark gives an eerie feeling. You peek through each door as you make your way towards your bedroom. Bathroom: clear. Guest room: Clear. Storage: Clear. You close your eyes and draw in a breath, then peer through into your room. The room was dark, the moon now shrouded by dark storm clouds. A flash of lightning lights up the seemingly empty room, the crack of thunder making you jump a few feet. Nothing. You walk in, laughing slightly hysterically. “I must be losing my marbles!?”. You look down on the floor and see the pill bottle laying there with the lid open, pills scattered all over the floor. You look over at the half open window, rain rolling down the pane and dripping onto the windowsill. ‘Must have gotten blown over’ you think as you walk over to the window to close it. But… wasn’t it already closed? You stop in your tracks, just as you hear your door slam shut. A dark hooded figure runs at you, and you let out a shriek of fear, holding the umbrella out in front of you. It opens, smacking the figure in the face, who lets out a girlish yelp of pain. You hold it above your head while they recover and swing it with as much momentum as possible at them, before you race for the door, not looking to see if it hit them or not. You fumble with the doorknob in a panic, your fear and shaking hands making it impossible to grasp it. Terror builds up in your throat as you look behind you, seeing the figure run at you with the umbrella. You let out one last scream before everything goes black. You sit up with a gasp of fear. You look around the room, and then down at yourself. The window is closed, and the sky is clear, the moon smiling down at you. You are sitting in your bed in a pool of sweat. “It… was jus- just a dream’ You mumble to yourself, a wave of relief flooding over you. You look at your clock to reassure yourself. 6:30 Am You rub your eyes and temples, and get out of bed and walk to the window. Opening it, you stick your head out and take in a big breath. The air is heavy and damp, the trees drip with water, and small streams of water run down the street before disappearing down the city drainage pipes. It must have rained while your were asleep. You yawn sleepily, your dream becoming a fuzzy memory as you step down the stairs. The warm smell of coffee fills the kitchen as you get yourself a bowl of cereal. As you pour yourself a cup of coffee, you notice a red-brown drop on the counter. You stick your finger in it and give it a small sniff. The reeking metallic smell of blood fills your nostrils, and you recoil with a gag. Looking around, you see a small trail of blood drops leading to the sink. Walking over, you look into your sink. A wicked looking knife lays in the sink, stained and dripping. The police arrive, and after a short interview, as well as providing them with access to your security footage, they take some samples, the blade, and leave. You collapse exhausted into your computer chair, and glance at your computer. You glance at it again, frowning confusedly. You tremble slightly as you read the new paragraph at the bottom of the page. “The detective frowned as he surveyed the murder scene. The criminal had fled as soon as the cops had arrived, but had left a curved and twisted blade soaked with blood in the victims sink. The prints had been wiped off, and it had no recondition to any branded blades in their database. He walked over to the counter that it sat on, and peered at it again, wiping away the blood on the hilt. He looked at it in surprise as he saw what was on it. Engraved into the leather were the words: ‘Sometimes, the only way to understand a character's goals is to put yourself in their shoes. Mentaly, or realistically’. Next to those words, it spoke the name of a recently published horror book, published by an anonymous writer..” You read the new paragraph, and then open up a page of recently published books. Most recent: The Midnight murder, published a few hours ago and already reciveing popular reviews. The writers was anonymous. You shiver slightly, then smile, and chuckle to yourself.

oh, im sorry. Is optifine that mod that makes all the shading really pretty?

Fun exciting stuffs 1. The fossil and archaeology mod for Minecraft has been redone and its AWESOME 2. Transformers prime streams on Putlocker, and if your watching it on a computer with adblocker on you get to skip all the weird ads. Also TRANSFORMERS SQUEEEEE 3. I have been reading some Short story prompts and they are veryyyy interesting. One of my favourites is probably : Your character has a nightmare where a figure with a knife attacks them. They wake up, thinking it was a dream, when they find blood and a weapon in their house.

Woah! Those are gorgeous! I'll keep that in mind, thank you!