Keep Your Hands Off That Mallet! by korsk4life, literature
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Keep Your Hands Off That Mallet!
“Aaaaargh this is so frustrating!” The silence inside the Shibahama High Motion Picture Club headquarters was suddenly shattered by the sound of a loud bang, followed by the irritated voice of a teenage girl who shot up from her chair and grabbed her hair in her hands, gritting her teeth. Visibly annoyed, the girl continued to vent her anger, her voice echoing in the warehouse that served as both their workspace and club meeting room. “I’m never going to get this animation to look perfect. How am I supposed to meet our deadline like this?!” Tsubame Mizusaki, lead animator of the Motion Picture Club groaned, sitting back down and leaning back in her chair with such force that it went rolling backwards away from her desk and towards the center of the room. Luckily, she wasn’t alone in the old warehouse; her friend and collaborator Midori Asakusa was there with her, hard at work at her own desk working on designs and finishing up backgrounds for their latest project. Midori, who
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 3/3 by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 3/3
Briette was half-sprinting half-dancing through the forest with obvious ease. Rhoma, Izzy and Artanas had to do their best to be able to follow the excited druid. They had been jumping over fallen trunks, zigzagging between trees and hopping over undergrowth.
“That's it! That's it! Come and see! Come! Come!” Briette yelled as she stopped near an old willow stooping over a small pond.
Izzy and the others stopped a few steps behind the druid, catching their breath. The run was not long, but they had to move very fast.
“Well! That's great. Ugh. Can you – ugh – just show us?” Izzy managed to ask while she wa
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 2/3 by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 2/3
Artanas Undariel followed Izzy through the forest. Both of them had their senses on the edge and were approaching forward very carefully and slowly trying to avoid any traps that could have been laid for them. Their own painful experience and the painful yells of their barbarian friend had given them enough reason to be cautious. Rhoma was only a few steps behind the duo, grunting angrily. Artanas hadn't dared to look back, but she was certain that the brave Amazon had to endure a great pain with each step. The wooden log that had fallen on her foot had clearly made a great damage to Rhoma's limb, but no help was welcomed by the stubborn barb
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 1/3 by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 1/3
Interlude 1: The Mysterious Huntress
Guest chapter written by ericseabrooker and edited by korsk4life
Night was slowly falling on the land, and the last rays of light shyly touched the countryside, saying their goodbyes. A long summer day had ended. Three female travelers had finally reached the border of a large eastern forest and stopped to make camp.
Istarielle, Keeper of the Dragon, nodded approvingly. “I think we've walked enough for today. This place is as good as any for a camp, isn't it?”
Artanas Undariel, clad in her plate mail, looked around warily. Her experienced eyes were searching for any sign of danger. She had
The Sacred Stones Interlude: Demon Path by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones Interlude: Demon Path
Interlude 2: Demon Path
Guest chapter written by Anonymous and edited by korsk4life
Leila let the string slip from her fingers. The arrow flew through the air but before it could find its target, a spark flashed from its iron head. The shock sent the missile spinning backwards until it stuck tip-first on the ground a few feet ahead from the woman that fired it.
“Damn.” She cursed softly and went forth to pick up her arrow. A thin line of smoke was rising up from the impact point.
Leila looked at the sky and saw that the sun had begun to descend. “Enough practice for today.” She said to herself and moved to gath
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 3 of 3 by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 3 of 3
The good news was that they were essentially in the clear from that point onward. The path out of the marsh was mostly straight from here, and so long as the terrain didn’t take any more treacherous turns, they could remain on the caravan. The bad news was that they were coming up on a large, wide-open clearing. The terrible news was that this was a perfect place for both an ambush and lots of traps. If they would be forced to face off against the dryad, this would be the place, and given their tormentor’s current record, lots of traps for their feet would be a given. The caravan kept rolling onward towards the clearing, thoug
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 2 of 3 by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 2 of 3
The rest of the trip to the marsh had occurred in silence inside the caravan. Rhoma had spent the entire time checking her weapons and improving them in any way she could: wrapping bindings around them, sharpening the blade of the sword and the axes’ edges and making sure the locking mechanism of the warhammer was oiled so it did not jam up on her. The whole time she had done that, she rarely took her eyes off of her elven passenger.
Sid, on the other hand, had spent her time reading from a leather-bound book she had produced from her pack, sometimes making small adjustments with a quill. She paid absolutely no mind to the Ama
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 1 of 3 by korsk4life, literature
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The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 1 of 3
Chapter 4: Moondancer
It had been sixteen hours since Zoriana’s imps had attacked Izzy, Rhoma, Artanas and Kazumi in the tavern and just as the sorceress had suggested, the four women had spent the day nursing their injured feet in their rooms at the inn. Rhoma and Kazumi had suffered the most severe injuries, although the ninja had been able to almost fully heal her toes with some of Izzy’s medical balms. Rhoma hadn’t been as lucky and due to the damage done by the stone hammer, her right foot’s toes had to be bandaged for a few days. Izzy had said that with some luck, she would be fully healed before they arrive
Sadako's Supernaturally Sore Toes by korsk4life, literature
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Sadako's Supernaturally Sore Toes
Most people who followed urban legends had heard of it by now: A videotape that killed you seven days after viewing it. Most laughed it off as just that, an urban legend. Others were curious. You know what they say about curiosity. Those who viewed the tape reported being haunted by increasingly vivid hallucinations of strange, confounding imagery, and a woman with long black hair and a white dress. Most people who made these reports were found dead, but those who were still alive couldn’t verify her identity. No one knew her name, or what connection she had with the tape, if any.
Well, no one in the land of the living, anyway.
Keep Your Hands Off That Mallet! by korsk4life, literature
Literature
Keep Your Hands Off That Mallet!
“Aaaaargh this is so frustrating!” The silence inside the Shibahama High Motion Picture Club headquarters was suddenly shattered by the sound of a loud bang, followed by the irritated voice of a teenage girl who shot up from her chair and grabbed her hair in her hands, gritting her teeth. Visibly annoyed, the girl continued to vent her anger, her voice echoing in the warehouse that served as both their workspace and club meeting room. “I’m never going to get this animation to look perfect. How am I supposed to meet our deadline like this?!” Tsubame Mizusaki, lead animator of the Motion Picture Club groaned, sitting back down and leaning back in her chair with such force that it went rolling backwards away from her desk and towards the center of the room. Luckily, she wasn’t alone in the old warehouse; her friend and collaborator Midori Asakusa was there with her, hard at work at her own desk working on designs and finishing up backgrounds for their latest project. Midori, who
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 3/3 by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 3/3
Briette was half-sprinting half-dancing through the forest with obvious ease. Rhoma, Izzy and Artanas had to do their best to be able to follow the excited druid. They had been jumping over fallen trunks, zigzagging between trees and hopping over undergrowth.
“That's it! That's it! Come and see! Come! Come!” Briette yelled as she stopped near an old willow stooping over a small pond.
Izzy and the others stopped a few steps behind the druid, catching their breath. The run was not long, but they had to move very fast.
“Well! That's great. Ugh. Can you – ugh – just show us?” Izzy managed to ask while she wa
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 2/3 by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 2/3
Artanas Undariel followed Izzy through the forest. Both of them had their senses on the edge and were approaching forward very carefully and slowly trying to avoid any traps that could have been laid for them. Their own painful experience and the painful yells of their barbarian friend had given them enough reason to be cautious. Rhoma was only a few steps behind the duo, grunting angrily. Artanas hadn't dared to look back, but she was certain that the brave Amazon had to endure a great pain with each step. The wooden log that had fallen on her foot had clearly made a great damage to Rhoma's limb, but no help was welcomed by the stubborn barb
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 1/3 by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones: The Mysterious Huntress Pt. 1/3
Interlude 1: The Mysterious Huntress
Guest chapter written by ericseabrooker and edited by korsk4life
Night was slowly falling on the land, and the last rays of light shyly touched the countryside, saying their goodbyes. A long summer day had ended. Three female travelers had finally reached the border of a large eastern forest and stopped to make camp.
Istarielle, Keeper of the Dragon, nodded approvingly. “I think we've walked enough for today. This place is as good as any for a camp, isn't it?”
Artanas Undariel, clad in her plate mail, looked around warily. Her experienced eyes were searching for any sign of danger. She had
The Sacred Stones Interlude: Demon Path by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones Interlude: Demon Path
Interlude 2: Demon Path
Guest chapter written by Anonymous and edited by korsk4life
Leila let the string slip from her fingers. The arrow flew through the air but before it could find its target, a spark flashed from its iron head. The shock sent the missile spinning backwards until it stuck tip-first on the ground a few feet ahead from the woman that fired it.
“Damn.” She cursed softly and went forth to pick up her arrow. A thin line of smoke was rising up from the impact point.
Leila looked at the sky and saw that the sun had begun to descend. “Enough practice for today.” She said to herself and moved to gath
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 3 of 3 by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 3 of 3
The good news was that they were essentially in the clear from that point onward. The path out of the marsh was mostly straight from here, and so long as the terrain didn’t take any more treacherous turns, they could remain on the caravan. The bad news was that they were coming up on a large, wide-open clearing. The terrible news was that this was a perfect place for both an ambush and lots of traps. If they would be forced to face off against the dryad, this would be the place, and given their tormentor’s current record, lots of traps for their feet would be a given. The caravan kept rolling onward towards the clearing, thoug
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 2 of 3 by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 2 of 3
The rest of the trip to the marsh had occurred in silence inside the caravan. Rhoma had spent the entire time checking her weapons and improving them in any way she could: wrapping bindings around them, sharpening the blade of the sword and the axes’ edges and making sure the locking mechanism of the warhammer was oiled so it did not jam up on her. The whole time she had done that, she rarely took her eyes off of her elven passenger.
Sid, on the other hand, had spent her time reading from a leather-bound book she had produced from her pack, sometimes making small adjustments with a quill. She paid absolutely no mind to the Ama
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 1 of 3 by korsk4life, literature
Literature
The Sacred Stones, Ch. 4 Part 1 of 3
Chapter 4: Moondancer
It had been sixteen hours since Zoriana’s imps had attacked Izzy, Rhoma, Artanas and Kazumi in the tavern and just as the sorceress had suggested, the four women had spent the day nursing their injured feet in their rooms at the inn. Rhoma and Kazumi had suffered the most severe injuries, although the ninja had been able to almost fully heal her toes with some of Izzy’s medical balms. Rhoma hadn’t been as lucky and due to the damage done by the stone hammer, her right foot’s toes had to be bandaged for a few days. Izzy had said that with some luck, she would be fully healed before they arrive
Sadako's Supernaturally Sore Toes by korsk4life, literature
Literature
Sadako's Supernaturally Sore Toes
Most people who followed urban legends had heard of it by now: A videotape that killed you seven days after viewing it. Most laughed it off as just that, an urban legend. Others were curious. You know what they say about curiosity. Those who viewed the tape reported being haunted by increasingly vivid hallucinations of strange, confounding imagery, and a woman with long black hair and a white dress. Most people who made these reports were found dead, but those who were still alive couldn’t verify her identity. No one knew her name, or what connection she had with the tape, if any.
Well, no one in the land of the living, anyway.
A new year, a new me. I was thinking about getting more involved with the community so I'll be taking up requests for drawings. I feel like I could use some more practice and this is a great way to get drawing more. A few rules though: 1- No nudity, sexual activity and other NSFW stuff. (sorry but I'm not interested) 2-I won't draw minors nor any violent or offensive images. No blood or gore. 3- Keep your request to a single drawing and character. (I'm not drawing a story or comic for you) 4- Be patient. I'm not a professional and I have other responsibilities to take care of first so don't expect me to work on your request fast. You'll know when it's done when I share it with you. 5- I make no promises that your request will be done. I'll get to your request when I have the time. Again, please be patient. 6- I may stop doing requests at any time due to any reason that prevents me from continuing. I'm not asking for anything in return, just your patience and understanding. I'll