The Song of Oryx

When I saw Oryx I was overcome with many thoughts
    I fled to a very High place
    Which was very Deep

And I said:

Aurash, Auryx, Oryx!

I don't know that much Spanish yet

              OVERCONFIDENT SPANISH
              STUDENT (subtitled)
    ¡Nosotros somos tontos! (We are
    stupid!)
       (The students eye him suspiciously.)
    ¡Pero! ¡Nuestro cerveza es musculosa!
    (But! Our beer is muscular!)
       (The class cheers.)
    ¡Nuestros madres son guapos! (Our
    mothers are handsome like men!)
       (The class cheers louder.)
    ¡Y nuestros corazones son trabajadores!
    (And our hearts are hard-working!)

The class's cheer becomes a ROAR. They carry the overconfident student ON THEIR SHOULDERS and SURGE OUT OF THE CLASSROOM.

PROJECT: Lucian

This was an entry into a fan-fic micro-competition for League of Legends. I just figured I'd cross-post it here because I'll never save the Boards permalink like I can this post. If you'd like more information, I'd recommend reading Lucian's background and watching the PROJECT: Overdrive video. (Lucian is a character in the game, while PROJECT is a line of skins for several of the characters.)

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They know their foe—Battlecorp's latest monster, codename WARDEN. It doesn't seem a great threat; in fact, it looks mostly harmless. In truth it is a shell housing an anti-cybersecurity and hacking AI, armed only with ad-hoc trans-physical jacking ports and a datapad. It has hit other PROJECT installations, but agents had severed communications before it could infiltrate the main system. Now it comes for the system directly.

Late-Night Ramblings from Town

We exit the theater. The last usher chats with the person cleaning up the concessions space. The usher is waiting for one more theater to drop before he can go home. I pause to try and say goodbye, but the two are preoccupied. I do not interrupt them.

Driving Home from Work

Eleven o’clock in the dead of the night:
There’s many a short-order beacon in sight,
But scarcely a headlight, like LA film noir,
Has pierced the tranquility here in my car.
Daft Punk sets the tempo I feel as I ride;
Egg-bacon taquito sits close at my side—
O paramour porcine! O egg in my face!
I’ve truly Got Lucky when thee I embrace!
The joy that envelops my self, and I it,
The unpeopled city which darkness has lit
In contrast combine to some new form of bliss:
The joy of the night-owl trav’ller is this.

Sacrilege

To The Entertainer, Billy Joel

There's a yellow rose in Texas
That I am going to see;
No other soldier knows her
No soldier, only me.
She cried so when I left her
It like to broke my heart,

The Bannered Mare

Image screencapped from zemalf, possibly the only other person to ever enjoy this view.

Faraway traveller, song-regaled battler,
Bards that are skilled in both rhythm and rhyme:
Though other lands wait and their castles be great,
There’s still an establishment begs your time.
Rest for the weary and wine for the dreary,
And song for those without a care—
A coin and a road are the requisite load
To enter the halls of the Bannered Mare.

The Chronicles of Soemthign: The End

The story so far...

Asrayah clicked a switch on his helmet. As night-vision sensors kicked in, he saw dim shapes surrounding them. Some fleeing with a robot head and a derelict maintbot. More quickly closing in. He barked out this information.

Election Season Reminder

For the grace of God has appeared, bringing salvation for all people, training us to renounce ungodliness and worldly passions..., waiting for our blessed hope, the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior Jesus Christ....

Remind them to be submissive to rulers and authorities, to be obedient, to be ready for every good work, to speak evil of no one, to avoid quarreling, to be gentle, and to show perfect courtesy toward all people. For we ourselves were once foolish, disobedient, led astray, slaves to various passions and pleasures, passing our days in malice and envy, hated by others and hating one another.

But when the goodness and loving kindness of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of works done by us in righteousness, but according to his own mercy.... (Titus 2:11–3:5, abridged)

The Chronicles of Soemthign: Soemthign

The story so far...

The journey was quick, about eighteen hours. Along the way, Asrayah unsealed his packet of orders. (Normally one was given the option to accept a mission, he explained.) Once on Thebe, the group was to proceed to the colony of Soemthign.