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DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Mon Apr 25, 2011 10:55 pm

Hey everyone! You may know me from my writing Dear Yellowtruck, the CS pet pairs and other various places. Anyway, i enjoy writing, so from here on, i will write short stories and post them here (excluding Dear Yellowtruck, Open, and Dear Farticus).

Please do not copy the stories i have wrote here and claim them as your own. If you want to post my stories elsewhere (which is highly doubful because not many read them), please give me credit. Thats all i want to say for now.

You are welcome to comment, but it has to be related to this topic. :)
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Dreamy Happiness

Postby nostalgiatech » Mon Apr 25, 2011 10:59 pm

This story is horrible so please don't read it. There is a better version of it on page 2.
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Dreamy Happiness.
It was a damp day in the neighborhood tonight, and i almost wished i could be living up in the stars again.
Almost. That place was boring, depsite what you dreamers all thought. Living up in the stars was horrible, with mum and dad always torturing me about getting a life. So, i'm a complete geek with no life, other than the one i dreamt about, before i came to Earth
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It has been 3 years since the StarWolves came to Earth, falling from the sky one summer night. For the first few months, the Starwolves were considered outcasts among most dogs, cats, and wolves. But after a while, they became accepted. Now they have lived side by side peacefully. However, why and how they came was a mystery to all.
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Dream sat on the roof of his large house, looking up at the stars. He lifted his paw up, as to grab hold of them, but they were out of his reach. He, of course, didn't miss his life up in the galaxy, his lungs and pretty much his entire body sutiable for Earth and Space. But Earth wasn't something to be happy about, either. He lay on his back and thought about his life these past three years. Everyone here on Earth was happy and lively (except for his little brother who complained about not getting stardust for breakfast), and there was a time when they would sleep for 12 hours, which was strange for him since StarWolves never slept. He then thought about his annoying neighbor, Comet. Normally, Dream would group his familiars for things like 'populars', 'losers', 'nerds', 'girlies', but Comet, the Earth-native dog that lived next to him, was individual in many ways. She was funny and bold, but also quite rude and obnoxious sometimes. When she had something to say about pretty much anything, she would say it, and she would flip out if someone said a compliment about her and she thought herself it wasn't true. It was for these reasons he loved her.

Comet was sitting on her roof, too, that night, pulling faces at Dream when he wasn't looking. She loved to annoy him, because he was sensitive and always thought things through too much. She admired him that he could dream in such a non-realistic world, for she knew that every night he would come up on his roof and look at the stars. She once asked him if he missed his home, the stars, but he never replied.
Mysterious werido, she thought to herself. Comet related Dream as a close friend these past 3 years, but she nowadays felt stronger feelings for him. She laughed at them when she did, because she amused herself that she could even think of it.
Tonight was one of those nights. She was willing to fess up what she'd been feeling recently, which could improve or destroy their relationship
"Hey, Dream-o! Whatcha thinking about?" she asked him, barely shouting as their houses were so close by.
"Plotting of ways to kill you, Comet, you idiot Earthling!" Dream shouted back, now snapped out of his thoughts about Comet which were quite the opposite of his answer.
Comet suddenly started laughing, and jumped over to his roof to join him, which she hardly ever did. Dream was surprised by this, because he didn't think she would ever bother. He blushed at the thought, but quickly wiped it away before Comet could see it and laugh at him.
Comet grinned and sat closer to him. "You know, Dream, i have something to tell you. I've been working up my courage for 3 years to tell you this. Do you know how long? 3 YEARS...."she said, looking at him in the eyes. Dream raised and eyebrow. "Ok...i'll tell you. I like you. My life has been really sucky before you came. There, i said it. Now, go off somewhere so i don't burn my heart with this mushy romance stuff." Comet said quickly, now blushing herself.
Dream, much to Comet's surprise, smiled. "Wow, you just gave me a confidence boost. Comet-1000, Dream-1. I pretty much feel the same way about you." he said rather quickly himself, blushing harder. They were both looking the other way now, as if they couldn't believe that they were saying this. Pure silence. It was like this for 7 minutes, and then Dream broke the silence and grinned. "We're a funny couple, aren't we?" he said. Comet laughed and punched him softly. "You bet we are."
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It's been 3 months, and Comet and Dream are together, but they aren't open about it. They are perfectly fine of others just relating to them as close friends for now.
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Wed Apr 27, 2011 2:04 pm

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Changed My Life, as any other crush would.
(part 1)


<5 years ago>
Felldom stared at the girl through the small, hidden window that let you see a small part of her family's science lab. Her fur was beautiful and had streaks all through body which glowed. Any girl who had pride in her beauty would have showed that rare and beautiful markings, but the girl in that science lab had it all covered up with goggles and and oversized lab coat. Felldom thought it was weird how she never did that, and he wanted to at least know the young girl's name. It was a week now since she moved here and he still couldn't gather the courage to talk to her.

Neo played around with all the chemicals and equipment, not knowing which her harmful, and which would make her hair grow longer. She didn't really care, because she wanted to see something explode. Her father and mother were bother scientists, and she too found it interesting. She borrowed her father's old lab coat, her mother's rubber boots and a pair of goggles so she could really get in the mood of it.
Neo noticed while she was cleaning up a failed experiment, that a dog was looking at her through that window she always forgot about.
"Hey, i know you're there! You can come in through the door if you want. I'm going to make something go boom!" Neo shouted at the dog who was watching her through the window.

Felldom couldn't believe that the girl actually decided to talk to him, her voice was loud and happy. He felt the corners of his mouth creep up, and a nice feeling flowed through him. This was the first time he ever smiled. He went through the door and saw the whole lab in colour, especially the girl. She was grinning at him.

"What's your name?" Neo asked the dog, who was smiling like had hadn't in years.

"F-Felldom." Feldom said quietly, for no-one ever spoke to him, the little and worthless loser.
"Felldom...what and awesome name! My name is Neo." she said, taking off her goggles and walking towards the shy dog. "Let's be friends!"
Felldom was taken back at first, his only friend was the rock that was in his garden. But then he realized that a friend might be fun.

<A few minutes before school, present.>
Felldom, now a teenager attending a prestigious school, had changed his reputation. Since he met Neo, he was no longer the shy little dog in the corner. He was quite the opposite, actually. He was a tennis player, which was probably the biggest sport played at his school, and no doubt he was one of the best. He gained popularity with the ladies after maturing, and now he was the talk of the school. Although, he payed a price. After he entered the school, which was 2 hours away from his old house and Neo, who was his best friend, he was separated from her. Although, he never forgot the girl who made his life better, just by being open.
"Hey Felldom, what's up?" Felldom's friend, Tom, asked him as they patrolled the corridors. Tom was quite popular too, but he was more leaning to the geeky style of things. Although he was still a huge talk in the school how he won the State's Maths Awards.
"Nothing much. We should probably get out of here before the girls swarm us." Felldom said, and he and Tom ran to the court yard.
<School has started>
Neo walked around the new school that she was enrolled in, a senior showing her around. Over the past few years, her passion for science has increased, and she heard that Felldom was here. She only remembered Felldom vaguely as the shy boy who she was friends with, but her memory normally failed her. However, Felldom was her only ever friend she had in a while, because other girls always rejected her because of her difference, which she didn't like to be prestigious about. She eventually found her way to her class, and was placed at a seat next to a red dog with black and some white markings.
<After School>
Neo ran over to that red dog before he left. She knew who he was now, Felldom. She only hoped that he remembered her, because she didn't want to be friendless again. He still hadn't noticed her, but he turned around when she grabbed his paw.
"Wow, you must have become pretty dense over these years if you managed to ignore me for a whole day." Neo said to him. "You're Felldom, aren't you."

"Yes, my name is Felldom. And yours?"
Felldom noticed something was familiar about the girl who was sitting next to him today, but decided not to think about it. But when she grabbed his paw, he remembered who she was.
"Neo! You're here! How...why....it doesn't matter! I can't believe you actually came here! It's been 5 years, right!" Felldom said happily. He felt like his life suddenly got better, just as he knew that Neo, the dog who changed everything, was with him once again. And he must say, he noticed that Neo had become more beautiful and strong over the years. Her fun pattern is the same, but now she had a confident and fresh face.

Neo laughed. "I'm happy to see you again, too! I thought you had forgotten me. Now tell me everything that's happened over the years! Do you have a girlfriend? I wouldn't be surprised if you did. And it seems you have become quite popular over the years," she said and patted his back. But then she realized some that she said, Do you have a girlfriend? Why did i ask that? she thought.

Felldom laughed. "I'd never forget you, not in a million years! I just didn't recognize
you at first because you've matured so much. Anyway, no i don't have a girlfriend. Yet. It's kinda hard because most of the girls at school are more of....fan girls."

"Fangirls? Wow, you really ARE popular. I still have my science fettish. We recently moved here and we have a new awesome science lab. So you should come check it out!" she said and dragged him to her place, gripping him so tightly him arm was turning red. Although he didn't notice that.

"Neo, you haven't changed." he said.
"You have. A lot, Felldom." she said. Felldom laughed to himself.
"One thing hasn't changed, Neo."
"What is it?" she questioned, and stopped dragging him. She faced him.
"My love for you."
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Fri May 13, 2011 8:33 pm

(the characters are antros by the way)
Interestingly Interesting.

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Pet's name: Blaze (m)

Have you been to a festival that only occurred at night time, once every 3 years? Chinese lanterns light up the black sky, and signal the festival has begun. The people dance and sing, perform or simply just watch the sky under a blossom tree.
Blaze had.


"Blaze, we are going to the festival on Lacrida Somo St tonight. And you are coming with us." Blaze's mother said to him, and then making a rushed entrance into his bedroom. Blaze was texting his friend, pretending not to hear his mother talk to him. His mother quickly snatched his phone off him.
"What was that for?!?"
"Blaze, don't pretend you can't hear me. Come on, this festival only happens every 3 years! And it has a beautiful Chinese theme to it, too." his mother said.
"But what if i don't want to go?" he said, more interested in getting his phone back than listening to his mother ramble on about the theme of the vibrant festival, which he was not eager to attend.
"Well, too bad." she said and confiscated his phone.
Well..this is going to be a long night, he said, and looked at the clock. 1 and a half hours until he would go to the festival on Lacrida Soma St.

<2 hours later...>

Only from 1 km away, Blaze could already see the lanterns rise up in the sky, shining like orange stars. Since the car broke down, he and his mother were walking from their house to the festival. It wasn't too much of a problem for him, since he was quite fit, but his mother didn't exercise much and she only recently recovered from a broken leg. She kept taking breaks and by the way it was going it seemed they would never get there. Blaze didn't mind that, of course, but he didn't want to stay out here in the freezing cold night for long. He forgot to bring a jacket.

When they eventually got to the festival, everything was everywhere. There were dancers, who were dancing a very tribal dance, also with eccentric make up that somewhat would resemble and elegant clown. Some Africans were singing something which Blaze couldn't decipher. There were happy couples sharing some sort of Asian lollies together under a cherry-blossom tree, which must be fake since there weren't any blossom trees in the country. There were pyros doing a juggling act with fire. But despite all of this energetic dancing and preforming, there was some sort of calmness that made you want to stay. Blaze looked at his mother to ask her a question about the cherry-blossom trees, but he realized that she was no longer beside him.
She must of wandered off on her own, he thought, and smiled to himself.

Blaze bought himself a Coke from the vending machine that seemed very out of place in the surroundings, and he wandered over near the dancers, particularly because apparently they dominated the festival. They were all female, each one of them having fur colours that were orange, brown, yellow, red, or purple, and they wore long skirts with sequins and flowy shirts. They were dancing an energetic yet controlled dance, almost like they were flowing with the wind. Normally this kind of thing didn't interest him, he thought, but he watched them anyway.

When the dancers stopped dancing for a break, one of them came up to Blaze. She had a white face with eccentric makeup, and lots of colorful beads to match her brownish fur. She wore a laurel that the rest of the dancers wore.
"You've been watching us this whole time, right?" she said, her voice an unusually deep tone considering she was a cat. Although she was smiling.
"Yes, since you are here for us to watch. It's not like this is a dance studio, you know." he joked, and she sat on the bench next to him. He was surprised by this, considering she was a complete stranger to him.
"Why are you sitting next to me, a complete stranger?" he asked.
"Because you could be just the one to help me out." she said, looking down to the floor.
"OK, since i'm a nice guy, i'll help you out, but it better not be anything illegal. What's your name, cat?" he said.
The girl looked up and grinned. " My name's Jester."


Should i continue? Well, what ever you say won't change the fact that i will continue... :P
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Wed Jun 08, 2011 6:05 pm

This is kind of a half-devoted story, so sorry if it isn't that good. :P
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p.s the characters in this story are anthros.
His fingers danced across the keys, a pure and strong sound coming out of each one. Indeed, he needed an intense amount of concentration, but he had played this song so many times that he could memorize it backwards. This once graceful song was now played to death, he thought, and finished it with a strong ending.
"That was wonderful, Icyulum! That was a splendid job playing the Joker's Final Words To The King. Even the most talented pianist in the country couldn't play it that well." his aunt said to him, and immediately started boasting to her friends about it. The enormous crowd that had come to visit him play that day were whispering and taking pictures of him. This happened all the time. He was always praised by his talent, but quite frankly he didn't care. He would be grateful if he could get some useful constructive criticism once in a while, but everyone around him seemed to think he was perfect at this or something. He sighed and stepped away from the grand piano, and got a drink of water.
After a while, everyone left, only leaving himself in the music room. He grinned, and decided to play the Joker's Final Words To The King once again, for one last time before he quit playing the piano.
After he finished the piece, he heard someone clap.
"Bravo, Mister pianist. That's quite a song you just played there." the voice said.
He stepped forward. "Who's there?"
"Relax, i'm just someone who likes listening to music." the voice said, and someone stepped out of the shadows. It was a young, but a tall female girl. She wore the strangest clothing- like a clown, but somewhat graceful. And to top it off, she had a mask on-a Joker's mask. She grinned and laughed.
He, Icyulum, frowned.
"I do appreciate your praise, but i'm getting tired of playing for people, so before you go boasting to your friends-"
"Boast?" the joker-girl laughed, "Why would i boast about a song that is played so poorly? You're getting cocky, boy." she said. Icyulum looked surprised, but then smiled.
"i think that was the best thing said to me all day. Care to tell me why my song was played so poorly?"he asked, grinning.
"Not enough feeling to the song. You don't feel like you enjoy it. Not when all the people you play the song for only like you for their own benefits."the girl said. Icyulum nodded. "Also, i have a general hatred for the Joker's Final Words To The King. It reminds me of my final words to the king." the girl said, and looked at her shoes.
Although Icyulum didn't get what the girl siad, he shrugged. "Well, thanks for the critisism. I'll be sure to remember that when next playing a song. What's your name by the way?"
The girl look back up and laughed wildly. "Jys. And yours?"
"Icyulum"
"Well, be sure to have perfected a song next time i come here, because next time you'll be playing for me." Jys said and swiftly ran out of the music room.
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Wed Jun 08, 2011 6:07 pm

Tech wrote:
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I'll Give You Anything For My Everything.
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Before the pup's eyes, a mysterious girl ran through the fire and saved her from the raging flames that brought down the kingdom. The pup's fur, which had before been a beautiful aqua blue, had darkened as soon as she touched the flame. Her paw was completely burnt off, but she wasn't worried about that right now. She looked around for her mother, but she couldn't be seen. She then glanced at the mysterious girl who saved her.
"Who are you? Where is my mother!" the pup demanded.
"My name is Alchemist," the mysterious girl replied, "Do you want your mother back?"
"Of course i do!" she shouted, and started crying.
"Well, she's dead." Alchemist said flatly, and pointed to a corpse lying beside her. The pup stared at it with horror. Around it's neck was the pendant that was inherited to her mother. To the Queen. Her mother was dead, laying on the floor.
"This can't be happening....." the pup mumbled, and then glanced at Alchemist.
"I can bring her back, if ya want." Alchemist offered, grinning.
"You...can? Please, please, please bring her back! I'll give you anything for my everything!" the pup cried.
"Consider it done. However, in return, you will give yourself to me. You will be my everything. You will belong to me." Alchemist said happily, clapping her paws together.
"Yes." the pup said, not knowing the torture to come.


Should i continue?


Part two-
Alchemist laughed, almost like a fox that caught it's prey. "That's great! You should come to my place so we can begin the experiments." she said and grabbed the pup tightly, and then started dragging her along like a little girl's doll, through the dark streets that were far from the ruins of the kingdom. The pup was confused.
"Experiments?"
"Well, you do belong to me now, so.... i guess that means i can do whatever i want with you. Like experiments. You'll get what i mean soon enough" Alchemist said happily. She then thought a bit and looked at the pup. "What is your name?"
The pup looked at her. "The Queens Daughter." she replied, completely trusting Alchemist.
Alchemist frowned. "I mean your name, not your status." she growled, suddenly seeming like a witch.
"My name IS the Queens Daughter. This name was all that the elders would accept." the pup replied.
Alchemist shrugged and ran while dragging The Queens Daughter along. "Oh goodie. Anyway, we are going to my place straight away. What would happen if the villagers saw me with you?"
The Queens Daughter raised a brow. "Why does it matter if the villagers see you? Do they have a grudge against you or something?" she questioned, not liking the fact that she was being dragged. Alchemist grinned and laughed.
"Plenty of grudges. Anyway, we're at the entrance to my place now." she said. The Queens Daughter looked around. It was just another alleyway, without any doors or homes. The Queens Daughter's attention was soon drawn to Alchemist when a door suddenly opened out of thin air.
"Wow."
"I know, right? Anyway, through this door is and entrance to another dimension, aka, my home. But before we go, The Queens Daughter sounds much too long for a young girl like you. From now on your name shall be Queenie." Alchemist said and walked through the strange door, Queenie dragged behind her.

Part 3--
When Queenie went through the door, she was shocked. They were no longer in the dusty alleyway, but in a large garden, standing on an old stone path. Rain fell upon Queenie, and thunder shook the trees. Alchemist was smiling the whole way through. Queenie looked around. The garden was a mess, the trees twisted and turned, leafless. The flowers were dead but forced to stay upright. The pond was a fluro green, and she could have sworn she saw a frog's skeleton leap out of it. The sky was tinged with a dark red, even though it was noon. Queenie shivered.
Alchemist finally released her grip off Queenie, and started walking along the path. Queenie followed Alchemist.
"Alchemist, why was the water green?" Queenie asked her. Alchemist laughed.
"Why, that was not water! That was an acid pond, where my failed experiments go to waste. You will go in there if you disobey me." Alchemist explained firmly, clicking her paws almost like a human. Queenie looked back.
"What is acid? Why was the frog only a skeleton?"
Alchemist grinned and looked down at Queenie. "You'll find the answer to that if you disobey me. Now, enough with the question, let's go straight to the house. The rain will do horrors to my fur."
Queenie looked in front of her. She was overwhelmed by what she saw. Instead of the royal castle she was used to, in front of her was an enormous mansion, that looked centuries old, unlike the polished building that had been passed down through the generations. Alchemist pushed the large doors.
Creaaaak.
The doors were literally blasted off, and Alchemist casually walked inside. Queenie hesitated. Alchemist went up the spiral staircase as soon as they got in, once again dragging the unfortunate pup with her. The stairs were most uncomfortable to brush her rib against, Queenie's legs could not keep up with the large steps.
"Alchemist, where are we going?"
"Why straight to the laboratory, of course."

Part 4--
Queenie couldn't remember anything that happened after she dragged into the laboratory, but she woke up on the floor. She looked around her. She was in the lab still, but there was equipment scattered across the floor, and she saw Alchemist. Alchemist sat on the floor, looking down miserably. There was some blood stained on her fur.
"Alchemist, what happened? Why are you bleeding? Why aren't you laughing deviously like you always do? Why are you looking at the floor like that?"the pup asked, clueless, "and you said you would bring back my mother, where is she?"
Alchemist looked at her, and stood up. "The experiment was a failure, pup." she said harshly. The pup whimpered.
"What were you experimenting on?" Queenie asked.
"Me."
And Quuenie then noticed that Alchemist's leg was missing, replaced with a metal leg.
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Sun Aug 28, 2011 7:10 pm

Tech wrote:
Bewitched Love
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Pet's name: Bee

Bee approached the young flower, his vibrating wings making a short buzzing sound. He landed on her delicate petals, searching for the sweet nectar.
" 'cuse me, miss. I'm here to collect some nectar." Bee said to the young flower, strait-faced.
The flower laughed. "My name is not 'miss'. It's Falling Flower."
The Bee didn't laugh with her, but a smile managed to creep in. "Well, Falling Flower, i really must collect your nectar now." Bee said.
"What's the rush? Why not stay with me here and chat for a little bit?" Falling Flower said, smiling. She looked as inviting as a cup of hot chocolate on a winter day. Bee didn't know what to say, except "Okay."

Falling Flower smiled, and her petals shook as the breeze passed by. "Great! So, sir, what is you're name?" she asked, her voice enchanting. The poor Bee didn't stand a chance.
"B-Bee. Bee. My name is Bee." Bee replied, his speech faltering. He couldn't think, except the thought of 'Falling Flower'. The poor Bee wouldn't be able to see through her.
Falling Flower laughed, like an upbeat song. "Bee, a name which is very much fitting for the bee!" Just for a second, if you were paying close attention to the flower, you would notice her petals started turning black, although the flower forced them to stay colourful, her strength draining. The flower would have to put up with the pain of upholding
e n c h a n t m e n t s o r c e r y until she had latched onto her prey.

The poor Bee didn't stand a chance.
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Sun Sep 04, 2011 7:41 pm

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Hope sighed. That would be the last time her brother made her run through fire and then shot arrows, she thought.

Reeek

Hope walked through the woods, scanning her surroundings. She could smell the dragon. She could hear the dragon cry. This would be the day that she finally slayed the dragon.
But when she found a dragon, she she found it dead, on the ground, still bleeding. She was furious - that was the last dragon in the woods. Now she would never be able to become a knight.

Reek......reeek

Hope heard a cry, coming from behind her. She spun around and saw a dragon. But instead of seeing an enormous monster with wings, she saw a small figure - no bigger than a kitten. A baby dragon.

Reek?

She looked back at the dead dragon, and realized that must have been the baby dragon's mother. She suddenly felt better about not being the one to kill it.
A harmless little dragon, she thought as she looked down at the baby dragon, it won't be able to survive without a mother. Without a second thought, she scooped up the baby dragon in her hands, and it quickly perched on her head. On her head.
"Now, little dragon, i would have preferred it if you perched on my shoulder instead on my head." she said to the baby dragon. It didn't budge. Hope sighed and made her way back to camp.
"Don't do your mess on me now, Faith." Hope said to the baby dragon.

That was the first day Hope became friends with Faith.
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Sun Sep 11, 2011 12:08 pm

Tech wrote:
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The Blind and the Terrible

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I was almost glad she couldn't see the horrible villain within me.


Villian hid in the shadows, never to be seen. The guards patroled the night, searching for the treacherous dog. People and groups of people on the streets were shouting 3 words. 3 words over and over again. "Kill the villain!" they would shout, Villian resisting the urge to kill them also, among the many he had killed in his lifetime.

When dawn began, the shouting stopped. The guards suddenly went back to their homes. Villian could finally come out.

Villian wandered around the bare streets, ready to kill any person who would dare show his or her face. It was true, Villian was a villain. He, ready to destroy any being that came close to him, was somewhat lonely. But that could never stop him. When Villian would awaken to his monster inside, others would scream and cower in fear.

Villian kept on walking, never stopping. He eventually reached a village, nature dominant in pretty much everywhere. No one was screaming. No one was running away. No one was trying to kill him. They didn't even pay any attention to him. Villian liked it that way. But there was one person who was looking straight at him. A young girl, pale skin, and wearing a black hood. Her eyes looked distant and clear. And then all of a sudden, the girl started walking towards him, wearing a curious look on her face. Villian said nothing.
"Mister, why does no one look at you? Why do you look like a stranger?" the girl asked like she knew him, "and why do you look so lonely?"
~~
part 2 later. Anyone like?

Part 2!

Villian looked puzzled, but he said nothing. The girl smiled and grabbed his hand. "Come on, Mr Quiet-person, let me show you around the village!" she said and skipped off to the town, Villian following behind her, trying to get away. He didn't want to harm any more innocent people.
They came to a market place, lively and full of colours. Everyone looked at the girl and greeted her, and then returned to what they were doing. The girl smiled happily.
"That voice over there belongs to Mr Barbir, he's always smelling like fruit," the girl pointed to a fat man selling apricots, "and that voice over there belongs to Mz Evermot." she pointed to a tall lady, singing loudly, a few people stopping to listen to her voice. She looked quite old and wrinkled. She had a stern look on her face constantly. "Mz Evermot is a very kind lady. Her voice is beautiful and she used to sing a lullaby to me when i was younger." the girl said. Villian frowned.
"Why are you telling me all of this, little girl?" Villian asked, hiding the fact that this village felt very welcoming to him, though he did not want to admit it. The girl put her hands on her hips.
"My name is not 'little girl', it's Mini. And don't friends introduce friends to their other friends?"
"Hold on, since when were we friends?"
Mini laughed. "Since i met you, silly!"

I hope you like! May not be the best piece of writing i ever produced, though. :P
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Re: DreamType (My collection of short stories)

Postby nostalgiatech » Mon Oct 03, 2011 3:28 pm

Tech wrote:
Tech wrote:
Tech wrote:
The Blind and the Terrible

Image
Pet's name: Mini
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!
Image
Pet's name: Villian
Adopt virtual pets at Chicken Smoothie!


I was almost glad she couldn't see the horrible villain within me.


Villian hid in the shadows, never to be seen. The guards patroled the night, searching for the treacherous dog. People and groups of people on the streets were shouting 3 words. 3 words over and over again. "Kill the villain!" they would shout, Villian resisting the urge to kill them also, among the many he had killed in his lifetime.

When dawn began, the shouting stopped. The guards suddenly went back to their homes. Villian could finally come out.

Villian wandered around the bare streets, ready to kill any person who would dare show his or her face. It was true, Villian was a villain. He, ready to destroy any being that came close to him, was somewhat lonely. But that could never stop him. When Villian would awaken to his monster inside, others would scream and cower in fear.

Villian kept on walking, never stopping. He eventually reached a village, nature dominant in pretty much everywhere. No one was screaming. No one was running away. No one was trying to kill him. They didn't even pay any attention to him. Villian liked it that way. But there was one person who was looking straight at him. A young girl, pale skin, and wearing a black hood. Her eyes looked distant and clear. And then all of a sudden, the girl started walking towards him, wearing a curious look on her face. Villian said nothing.
"Mister, why does no one look at you? Why do you look like a stranger?" the girl asked like she knew him, "and why do you look so lonely?"
~~
part 2 later. Anyone like?

Part 2!

Villian looked puzzled, but he said nothing. The girl smiled and grabbed his hand. "Come on, Mr Quiet-person, let me show you around the village!" she said and skipped off to the town, Villian following behind her, trying to get away. He didn't want to harm any more innocent people.
They came to a market place, lively and full of colours. Everyone looked at the girl and greeted her, and then returned to what they were doing. The girl smiled happily.
"That voice over there belongs to Mr Barbir, he's always smelling like fruit," the girl pointed to a fat man selling apricots, "and that voice over there belongs to Mz Evermot." she pointed to a tall lady, singing loudly, a few people stopping to listen to her voice. She looked quite old and wrinkled. She had a stern look on her face constantly. "Mz Evermot is a very kind lady. Her voice is beautiful and she used to sing a lullaby to me when i was younger." the girl said. Villian frowned.
"Why are you telling me all of this, little girl?" Villian asked, hiding the fact that this village felt very welcoming to him, though he did not want to admit it. The girl put her hands on her hips.
"My name is not 'little girl', it's Mini. And don't friends introduce friends to their other friends?"
"Hold on, since when were we friends?"
Mini laughed. "Since i met you, silly!"

I hope you like! May not be the best piece of writing i ever produced, though. :P

Will continue soon! :D
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