Adventure

SKYLANDERS
REPORT FROM SILVERWING: “We’re the good guys. Our ancestors went above and beyond the call of duty to battle an intergalactic mob boss. That heritage makes us VALIANT! The denizens of Sixth Earth trust our authority for the most part. The Underdwellers still require our persuasion; and the Aquatitans, despite our best bids for their support, have not chosen aside. The Aquatitans have yet to choose to be our allies in a benevolent rule over Sixth Earth; I have not lost enough hope to declare them our enemies. Yet.
By Kent Brindley5 years ago in Fiction
Episode #42 welcome to the Rec Room
While in the Recreational room first thing you notice is how everything in the room is there to use and have fun with free of charge. There are many things to choose from, pinball machines, pool tables and shuffleboard tables all along the one wall. Students have gathered around, some playing the games others are sitting on an assortment of couches, chairs and stools reclining in while watching TV. Against the other wall sits, a piano with assortment of other instruments to indulge in around it. First thing Jordan does is head for one of the pool tables.
By Susan McGill5 years ago in Fiction
Episode #45 Let's have a Bonfire
“Wow look at it out here Jordan, how amazing to see all the stars and how bright the moon is. I always had a major interest in the Cosmos. How about you?” “I must agree, the constellations are amazing to say the least. Mind you I always seems to have an issue with finding them all!” “I know the feeling, how about we take a moment to lay back, see if we can find them all tonight!”
By Susan McGill5 years ago in Fiction
Episode #30 Heading on over to the garden
You run back to the Lodge to grab Jordan, “Jordan, want to come and look around the village? I found a garden there, lets go look for the Golden Key!” With a mental note of golden key activated, with a grin, you head for the pathway through the Village. “Hey Jordan think we will ever find that Golden Key?” Chasing after you, “I sure hope so. It did say to work with nature to find one, maybe it would be a great idea to check that old garden out?"
By Susan McGill5 years ago in Fiction
Episode #32 Time to meet the Women hovering
You race back to the lodge looking for Jordan, running into her in the hallway, “Jordan perfect I was just looking for you there is a woman outside that I believe is a ghost! Come with me please I don’t want to follow her alone.” Jordan hesitates a little bit, ”I’m not sure if I want to meet a ghost. Oh, sure, why not? Let’s go. What's the worst that can happen, right?”
By Susan McGill5 years ago in Fiction
Episode #11 Meeting a Ghost with Jordan!! Have Fun!
Wholly crap, Jordan agreed to go with you to meet a Ghost, how amazing is that? You thought it would take a lot to convince her to go back and meet the Ghost! Instead, here you guys are, running for the Lodge, Jordan right next to you. You are more than thrilled that Jordan is willing to come with you to check out this possible ghost. Okay, come on now, let us get real here, you know she is a ghost, and you are just too damn scared to go back there by yourself!
By Susan McGill5 years ago in Fiction
ZOE'S SALVATION
Zoe and Adam were running for their lives. Adam was slightly ahead when the blast from a zapper hit him square in the back, instantly turning his whole being into a vaporized red mist that Zoe ran straight through. Zigzagging towards a big tree, she had barely tossed her body encased with red slime behind it, when the zapper fired again. The blast hit the tree and as a sharp chunk of wood summersaulted past her head, she could feel it vibrating from the impact. As the tree began breaking apart, she slid down the trunk and slithered through the tall grass on her belly like a snake towards some huge boulders. Quickly crawling behind the rocky barrier, the zapper fired again, a huge hole appearing in the ground where she had just been. Quickly scanning her immediate area, realizing she was now cornered, the only option remaining to escape the WGOP (World Government Official Police or Gops) was jumping off the high, rocky cliff into the river below that was churning through the rapids. She had to make up her mind quickly since her enemies would be flanking her position as she waited—to die in the river or die from a zapper blast—they weren’t taking prisoners.
By Len Sherman5 years ago in Fiction
The Adventures of Scallywag the Sea Dog, Part 3
VII I stood at the bow of The Dolphin, my front paws on the gunwale, and my nose poked out underneath the railing. After a year as a Sea Dog, I had concluded that this was a perfect day. Mostly blue skies. Puffy clouds. And wind. Lots of wind, that curled waves into foamy whitecaps. The bow of The Dolphin would lunge up over the crest of a wave, then slam down into the trough, sending a wash of seawater over the railing. The spray drenched me, filling my nose with the sweet smell of brine, burning my eyes for a brief moment, and crusting my coat with salt. A landlubber might find this nauseating, but a Sea Dog loves a day like this. It made me feel strong. It gave me purpose. It made me feel alive.
By Ted Lacksonen5 years ago in Fiction
Race
When you are moving at 130 kilometers an hour the world on either side of the road is really nothing more than a blur. A blur of browns and greys. And the road before you stands strangely still, so long as you straddle the yellow lines. It can become almost mesmeric with the sound of the engine superseding any other noise, the blurry lines to either side, the dark sunbaked black top shifting imperceptibly, and those yellow lines switching to dotted and solid creating an unreadable pattern like a secret code speaking to your soul.
By Arthur E Nickles5 years ago in Fiction
Every Breath
I get anxious every time she goes to sleep. Every mother does, and maybe has for millennia. They look so peaceful as they lay there, still smudged with your blood, mucous and placenta behind their ears. I wiped most of it away, but for some reason I couldn’t bring myself to complete the task. A bit of what’s inside me, marking her. Protecting her, as I have for the last nine months.
By Michael S Rogers5 years ago in Fiction
The Superheroes Mission 1: When It All Began
One million years ago, on a planet called Planet Smiley Face. The forces of another planet, Planet Gaxi (Gal-a-za) , were attacking it. The Gaxi HAs have the advantage of superior technology. While the Citalogs have the home field advantage and superpowers. The queen of Planet Gaxi, a chubby humanoid adult woman currently clad in battle armor with big black boots, just arrived in her royal battleship.
By Jeremiah Ellison5 years ago in Fiction
The Adventures of Scallywag the Sea Dog, Part 2
V We were three days out of Harbortown, headed west-northwest toward the tiny Chunga Islands on the edge of the Blue and North Seas. We sailed under a mariner flag, which had a sea-green background with Neptune’s golden trident pointed downward. A trident is like a barbed, three-pronged pitchfork. It was a custom of the seas to fly a banner signifying who you were – mariners, merchants, fishermen, whalers, gypsies, and even pirates observed the custom.
By Ted Lacksonen5 years ago in Fiction