Ryan's Ascension


Ryan’s eyes snapped open, and the world descended into chaos. The force of his eyelids opening made the air erupt around him, his house and family vaporising in an instant. Houses throughout his neighbourhood were just as fortunate, a blast of force projecting from him that rendered anything in its path to dust. The most powerful bombs humanity could conjure had nothing on that careless action.

Mizuki Nagano

(Story that was written by MrGreyMan, adapted from one of my past RP logs)

She was having the dream again.


Blue fire arced across her skin, etching aether-real runes on her body. The feeling was exhilarating, like the embrace of a familiar lover. But, like any embrace, these sigils were ultimately confining. They wrapped themselves around her form, hugging her, binding her.


From Genius to Goddess


(Author's note: this is meant to be a spoof of badly written Mary-Sue stories. The ending is open-ended on purpose, so that sequels can be written by other members. With that said, I hope you can enjoy the story for what it is.)

"No, no, no! I almost solved the formula!"





(2020) (2060 words)

(omnipotence, kinky discussion but no actual sex)


Jessica and Derek stared at the vial on the table.

"Are you... are you gonna..." Jessica began.

Derek shook his head. "We don't know what it'll do."

"Yeah, but..." she trailed off. She looked around the room timidly, “he said it was safe.”

Derek shook his head. “I’m not putting that inside of me.”

Jessica glanced around her, thinking. “Aren’t you… curious?”


"The Vorlons ask only one question, over and over: who are you? You--for you, the question is, what do you want? I have never heard you answer that question. Who are you? What do you want?" "You don't know, do you? You've been fighting each other so long you've forgotten. You've lost your way. So how can you guide us, how can we learn who we are and what we want if you don't even know it any more?" "It doesn't matter which side wins this today. A thousand years from now it'll start all over again. You're as trapped in this cycle as much as we are. But we can't afford it any more. We don't need it--we don't need you. We've learned how to stand on our own. We'll make mistakes, but they'll be our mistakes, not yours." "Your secret is out. All these other races know you for who you are. So what now?" "You do not speak for the rest." "They will not follow you if you are dead." ... "The others have rejected you. How will you have a war, when no one will fight for either of you?" "We refuse to take sides in this any more. And we refuse to let you turn us against one another. We know who we are now. We can find our own way between order and chaos." "Kill us, one by one, and those who follow us, and those who follow them, on and on, every race, every planet, until there's no one left to kill. You will have failed as guardians. You will be alone." "It's over because we've decided it's over. Now get the hell out of our galaxy, both of you!"

Birthday Present


It should be just another usual day, like the endless amount of others before it. Victoria celebrated her 21-st birthday, just like thousands of people. Herself, she was quite plain girl, by standards of the most people. Short, messy raven hair, a bit below average height, with quite attractive, young face, but unremarkable in seductive body assets, she stood, preparing to meet her guests…