《Frays in the Weave》Intermezzo
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Vivian confirmed the question. There was little else she could do.
Down there the world had gone mad. Or at least a federation officer had.
She wanted to drop her shuttles, but the local government had explicitly forbidden any bombardment of their territory, and she had to accept that.
Another question came in, but it was one her crew could handle.
The bridge was a nightmare of frantic communication since the previous day, and she shunted anything not involving her directly to her subordinates. She had to make certain New Sweden's next drop was documented in detail and answer to most whatever they demanded. They gambled. She knew that, but it wasn't as insane as it might have looked. Violating the treaty of Perth was out of the question.
Soon enough twenty shuttles were on their way planet side. Their design was purely civilian. No weapons and only basic friction shields. One hospital on its way, and the medical staff would have their hands full as soon as they made ground. The reports arriving were crystal clear on that point.
Short range artillery shelled the capital and had done so for half an hour. The death toll was horrendous. Still, not a single grenade came even close to the area cleared for the hospital.
Vivian waited while Goodard's men continued killing the citizens of Otherworld and questions and data arrived to her bridge. Just as she started to hope that the madness wouldn't escalate beyond the atrocities she had to watch she received three messages almost simultaneously. One made her laugh with relief, the second had her gasping and the third saw her entire crew join her in screams of denial and wrath.
Goodard was a closet Christian missionary, and most of his senior officers had been hand-picked by himself. They weren't there to represent the federation. He had taken upon himself to go on a crusade, and as the first shuttles safely landed Vivian saw how the artillery fire was redirected. When the first shuttle detonated New Sweden declared war on the Terran Federation, and the next hour Vivian received over a hundred more such declarations.
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She could only guess what was happening in the solar system. Orbit one was safe though. Declaration of war was a formality, but it was not the same as taking any hostile action.
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The City of the Dragon Twisted
. 🐉 . The City of The Forever-Peace witnesses a pale young Buddhist Monk fighting his fearful thoughts of whether to cross the borders to Nepal and India against the death penalty. Why would that matter? In that September Autumn night of circa A.D.655, Emperor Táme’ Tie’-Zeon has been ruling an empire spanning 13,000 miles from the East to as far as the Baikal Sea in the Western Regions bordering the Middle East kingdom and the Rome Empire. Meanwhile, news has traveled that his Dharma-Son, Pan G. Monk faces an incredible Guillotine Execution that will chop off his waist in halves. The Empress Wǔl Zénder-Tan’ couldn't be careless. Why would that matter to the imperial family? Monks are just officials with equal vicarious duties and privileges. She would then spare her resourceful energy to maintain the fruitful relationship intertwining The Grand-Khan Jurchen-Warlords Clans in the North-East Desert in attempts to affirm her fate as the first and only female-Emperor, in the Medieval Ages of the Great City of the Dragon. Whereas The Abbot Master Xend'-Zeon of the Jade-Lotus Temple faces factions of religious politics. Particularly in the present, the Empress needed to manipulate the Master’s reputation to desperately seek life and/or the after-life merits. She decreed to be addressed as The Old Buddha Grand Father. The Master has had ideals of service to sentient beings since he was young. He could have traveled the Silk Road to the Far West entrance-point bypassing the five beacons as shortcuts save that he lacks the pertinent travel documents. Instead, he chose to cross the 800-mile овь-Gobi Desert that is as vast as the Baikal Sea, on foot. A route that is impossible in the history of the Buddha dharma. His heart never withers to support the mage of the red lotus that promises the Enlightenment of the Buddha-Land. Except that no one has ever endured the latitude of the heat. The pain. Alive, out of the desert sea. But he is also vulnerable to recognize the un-staticity of The Truth, The Truth itself, and the truth of seeking passion and mission for compassion in humankind. The mind and body reciting The Sūtra and The Heart, A phenomenon they knew better as if souls in chemical layers of their physique. Realizing enhanced mind training attaining controlling powers of life and death. Realizing the transformation of the unbearable pains and grievances he thought possible. . 2 . 🐉 . Meanwhile, dreams have been watching him to open The Third Eye, at The City's Amethyst-Jade Palace of the Second Emperor, Third Emperor, and Fourth Empress. Old Monks at The Nālandā Temple at the Far West Buddha Land; Householders Masters and Kings of the Jeek’-Foot Mountains of The City of the Naga-Dragon Twisted; in the Far West of The City of the Ever-Peace witness adventures of The Master. Lives at brinks of suicidal choices slaughtering ordeals. Who have inadvertently neglected the Master's karmic inflictions that would paradoxically affirm in a point of Near-Death Experiences; The Two-Profound-Reflective presented upon attaining The Deep-Active-Meditatitive Flow of Equanimity Samādhi. Eventually, The Seer Consciousness sees the Active Heart that is replete with The Latent Unconditional Love, Compassion And Empathy; that had been so close to us that we could not see it; as if one cannot see her own face. . 3 . 🐉 . Meanwhile also, the Imperial Criminal Affairs Clerk Ewen Hawk-Jean suffers too much seeking possession of desires and relief from a certain situation. Pan G., the Assistant Dharma-Translator to the Abbott Master Xend'-zeon has voluntarily or otherwise fallen into the supposed conspiracy or plain indifference. The imperial family's agenda of the Imperial Family of The Fang’-Chucks of course longs for a waist cut in halves not simply as souvenirs. Awaiting the Abbot Master is to come out from the disturbance. Incredibly transformative factors of the Mind-Transcendence-Samadhi are profoundly desired to spare the Monk Pan G. from the Post-Autumn Guillotine Execution that will chop off his waist in halves...... …But why would it matter to You?
8 75Game Master - Unlocked (Terror Infinity) (Old Version)
Taking some inspiration from the guy who made Terror Infinite - Side B. Jin can't remember how he arrived, playing a twisted game for who knows why. All he knows is he needs to survive. A place where the, 'Game Masters', decides the fate all those who arrive. Would you Kindly, ________________? Yes/No?
8 220Goblin Conqueror
The goblin god summoned a champion that will save his people from the abuse of the world. Will he be able to unite all the goblins to fight as one And conquer the world of Gaia!? Or will he fail just like any goblin, helpless in such harsh world..... Gaia..... a wondrous world with many magical creatures, such as Dreadful dragons that rule the sky, fearsome beast that roam the world, different races that battle for supremacy! Lastly the Titans! a race whose power rivals the Gods! How can he survive in such a vast and brutal world? Guess you have to read to find out. This is a fan fiction somehow related to re:monster although I don't have any plan in making him OP. But he will be OP in a different way.
8 114Blood Moon- Poems | ✓
"Bleed on paper, die in mind.""If words are a poem, then a voice is song, sound is music. And as I know, music is the best expression- which is inspired by thoughts."I swear on my writing, poem are way better than novels. They don't drag on dead emotions and keep it raw and crisp. No need for fitting into a certain mask for long. Just real emotions flowing for a minute and there you are ready with an authentic poem which will touch more hearts than an enduring novel. This is just out of compulsion, I can no longer hold my emotions.... If I knew to do this months ago, I'd be fine. Let's heal in a healthy way.Freestyle-More about spiritual suffering and ascension. Telling about different spiritual experiences through the gift of verse...Your grateful author,かな恵ー© Finished in 2022Ranks:#1 in poetry TT lmao yes#3 in bloodmoon#5 in unnoticed#23 in freestyle
8 184The extra special neighbor (debanya❤️)
Our lead is falling in love with his extra special neighbor 😂
8 87Ruby X Depressed Male Reader
Got the idea way back when @Boogiethehedgehog3 did his original abused and depressed male reader and so here I am to give my own little take to it. Hope you guys like it.Disclaimer: I do not own RWBY. All characters from RWBY are own by Rooster Teeth. All RWBY OCs within this story are owned by me.
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