Shontovian History LessonMany Shontovian names and words may sound similiar to German, Japanese, and Spanish names, because the language is based around the combination of those languages with English due to the country's history.Shontovian History Lesson by CarmanMM-Dirda
Spain and Japan were the first countries to discover the Shontovian chain of islands within and just outside the Indian Ocean. The Spanish and Japanese wanted the resources from the land, but fearing the abundance of powerful creatures living there, they decided being more gentle in thier approach was necessary.
Japan was soon kicked out of the area, not even having a year to impact the area, though many left with them and came from them. The Spanish stayed in the area for about 100 years before trying to take over the newly established government in the late 1400s. The German Empire, along with the French, however, had recently became an ally of the new country, and scared the Spanish into submission.
Even though the Spanish government had withdrawn, many of their people, including
Bringer of Red DeathBRINGER OF RED DEATH.Bringer of Red Death by Morten-akaWP
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The thud of heavy footfalls was the only sound heard in the quiet evening, even the grasshoppers and cicadas had not yet decided to start their awful din of wailing and crying across the miles of surrounding forest.
As if indecision was a virtue, sky seemed to shift from day to night, as splotchy clouds covered and uncovered the receding sun.
Dense muggy air, smelling of mud and grass, only upstaged in annoyance by the stifling humidity, was not even a slight concern to the figure moving through the twisting shadows between the trees.
Our hero looked down at his feet, half admiring his laces, and half playing in his mind: the endless possibilities of tripping across the variegated and unstable terrain.
Not that he needed to pay that much attention to it, he had crossed this very path dozens of time before.
As he searched the ground trying not to think about his destination, his mind started to pick up on things it had not bef
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Story Part OneAs dusk fell upon Darigan Citadel, a huge floating land mass skimming the skies, Lord Kass, ruler of the Citadel, surveyed the destruction to the landlocked world below. The Second Meridell war had been raging for over a month now and the forces of Kass were dominating. Setarian, the conceited commander of his troops, had been leading Kass to victory. Ever since the previous leader Lord Darigan had vanished, the Citadel had been in chaos. That is, until Lord Kass came into power through less than honest means. The troops of Lord Kass wanted very eagerly to take revenge on Meridell- Especially King Skarl.Story Part One by ParodyHam
Setarian was always a prideful Eyrie. He felt superior to all of his subordinates in every regard. Many thought the Lord himself was to blame because it was he who appointed him commander of his army and constantly gave him praise. Much of the time, he demanded to be called "Commander Setarian", even at the smallest whim of his subordinates.&
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Saving Quinn I was too tired to do anything. That’s what I told myself, anyway, as I sat in front of the television, splayed out across the couch like a beached starfish. I’d given up. Anxiety had won for the day, which meant that nothing less than a fire or a severe case of peckishness could have made me move from that spot.Saving Quinn by Marian-ette
Meanwhile, my poor main character, a thirteen-year-old girl by the name of Quinn, had been totally abandoned in the over-revised, underdeveloped first few paragraphs of Chapter One. I glanced over at my computer screen. I could almost see her there, frozen in place, waiting impatiently for me to get off of my lazy bum so that she could go somewhere and do something.
“Do what? Go where?” I asked her.
She glared out at me from the world beyond the screen. “Anywhere,” she replied (or, so I imagined). “I don’t care. Just get me out of this stupid room!”
InternetI don’t know what I’m doing but I finally get it.Internet by DylanSeto
All the fake stuff I did for a better sound
I’m better now but I won’t be happy until I do all,
That’s why I’m writing instead of going out.
Pull back on the wordplay, there’s no scripts in life
That’s why most of us fail but I wanna set sail.
And for them to tell my tale when dead & I’m rotting
I’m not ganna live forever, or even make it to fifty.
What’s fifty grand to a motherfucker like me? Motivation.
Take a step back, Dylan, you don’t need that.
Put your soul in the clouds and make a connection
To the world ‘cause we need that. With the internet,
It’s all likes and favorites, all forgettable.
How many y’all will remember this shit?