When one thinks of space, people often think of the great beyond, the final frontier, filled with wonder populated by stars and planets of the great cosmos—journeying to the last frontier, the great beyond, all that jazz. But once we've reached the precipice and discovered everything there is to know about the great expanse, what then? Unfortunately, it becomes another part of the mundane, and more annoyingly, commodified and used as a glorified freeway by the mega-corps. At least the food is good. On the open highways of the cosmos is a large cargo ship called the Syncros Cosmic Spirit, with Syncros being the parent company that owns the truck, being sent out on a long journey to make a delivery in another galaxy some light-years away. In the cargo bay is a protogen that goes by Lavoch Vorstek, a white-furred one with a pale green visor that looks to be a sort of radar panel with its retro aesthetic, green metallic panels that hold various mechanical gadgets that are
Substitute Reindeer by hooded-wanderer, literature
Literature
Substitute Reindeer
With the Christmas season descending, everyone has gone festive, raiding stores to get the hottest gifts for their loved ones before they are all sold out, often leading to a deluge of chaos that pretty much goes against the Christmas spirit of togetherness and family. The same hectic atmosphere is apparent at the South Pole, but it's for a different reason. Now, dear readers, you would be already familiar with the North Pole, Santa's base of operations, and how he delivers presents to children and adults all over the world with his reindeer. Well, in this world, it's a little bit different; with humans, mythical creatures, anthropomorphic and other beings inhabiting the planet (adding up to twice the population, not to mention the new landmasses), there are technically two Santa Clauses that run the deliveries for all the world, one in the North Pole and the other in the South Pole. And while things are hectic in the North Pole, things are downright mayhem down in the South Pole. At
Stronger Than You- Flowey Version by hooded-wanderer, literature
Literature
Stronger Than You- Flowey Version
Well howdy there, human
I see you’ve killed the king
Now that we are here
I request one thing
And that’s your SOUL
Let’s be frank now
You don’t deserve it
You may think you have been a saint up till now
But that’s a bald faced lie
I know you had a really good time
Kids like you never play by the rules
Don’t play me
You should never take me a fool
Let’s go
Have our blood get chiller
Let’s go
Just a perfect killer
Go ahead
And end it
If your able
But remember your sins are forever
So even if I lose and just end up dying
You can’t burn your pasts no point in trying
We will never win
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