The Human Fish 3Chapter 3: Dressing Fashionably, Whale Tales, and a Time to Show.The Human Fish 3 by uglygosling
The news that Diane was for the time being at least pretty much as confined to water as the Silent Sisters or Natalie were was a bit frustrating for her, but not overly so. She recalled that her sister Jill had been subject to nausea and morning sickness during both of her pregnancies, but the symptoms had stopped early in her second trimester both times.
[If all I have to do to avoid morning sickness is breathe water only for the next month or so, I guess I can live with that] she told Natalie, Jackie Blue, and me that evening.
[And I will help you any way I can] I told her. I also gave her the same reassurance the following morning when she again expressed her mild frustration at how air gave her nausea.
[Thanks. I guess I'm going to get more of an idea what it is like for Natalie and the Silent Sisters] she said, remembering that they presumably would never be able to breathe air again and
Star Wars: Acts Of Redemption 2/2They saw several ads for hands needed on the moisture farms. “What if we try to go hide on one of those farms?” asked Barriss. “Bad Idea”, said Ahsoka, “they hire by contract. Once you sign, you basically belong to them until the contract is up. And besides, they can make you do any kind of work, including the kind that can get the empire’s attention in a bad way”. “I see” said Barriss as they paced along the Cantina looking for any other opportunities. Surprisingly enough, there were ads placed there offering jobs for smugglers. “Isn’t it a little dangerous to offer illegal jobs so openly?” asked Barriss. “Nah”, said Ahsoka, “the only reason they post these offers here is because the empire almost never sends storm troopers here. Even they find it too dangerous to be in here”. As they looked at the wall with all the offers for bounty hunters and smugglers alike, they found two ads that the
Star Wars: Acts Of Redemption 1/2Star Wars
Acts of Redemption
“I did it. Because I've come to realize what many people in the Republic have come to realize, that the Jedi are the ones responsible for this War. That we've so lost our way that we have become villains in this conflict, that we are the ones that should be put on trial, all of us! And my attack on the Temple was an attack on what the Jedi have become: an army fighting for the Dark side, fallen from the Light that we once held so dear. This Republic is failing! It's only a matter of time”
It was a dark night in the Republic Capital of Coruscant. There had been many nights like it before, but this one was different. It was filled with betrayal, injustice, hatred, and hypocrisy. The Clone Wars had raged the galaxy for three years now, and the war had taken its toll on soldiers and civilians alike. Even the Jedi were not unaffected by it. Some grew restless and angry at the war. Some saw i
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Today is Friday, I took the afternoon off for a special reason. Erica and Melanie are coming over so that we can get ready to go to a Comic Convention. This is going to be my first one, I am so excited. The three of us are going to part take in a contest, where we have to dress up like the heroes, or villains of the comics. I am nervous about this, as I dont know what to really do, or have a costume. I guess they have mine as they where talking and rather excited about me going with them.
Darn! They are half hour late already.
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Testing 1 2 3 Okay. It was terrible. Those two misfits are going to pay for this! Last Friday, they came to the apartment to talk about that stupid contest. Mel was wearing some pu
Spindrift: Part Two: Chapter EightChapter Eight: The Mist Became the Light
The first thing Ari was aware of was a soft, rhythmic beep. For some reason it annoyed her.
[Please turn it off Dri.]
“She’s coming around, Doctor.”
[Who is that and why is she in our bedroom?]
“I’ll be there in a few minutes.”
[This is too much! Can’t a body sleep in peace?] She tried to move but felt resistance. This brought her to full awareness. “What’s going on?” She sat up and found her tail tightly wrapped in a blanket. “What is this?”
Instead of her own quarters, she was in a hospital bed with pillows and blankets stuffed around her and a heart-monitor beeping in the corner. Ari sat, dazed, as memories gradually trickled back into her.
“You had a seizure, actually two major seizures, milady. We wrapped you up so you wouldn’t hurt yourself,” said a strange woman in a nurse’s uni
10 Reasons You Shouldn't Quit ArtYou know i keep my journals short, so i'll jump right to it.
1. When you get an idea for a character, or an illustration or a comic, you can just draw it. You don't have to browse and see if anyone else drew it already, or commission other artists to do it.
2. If you get really good at art, your favorite artist might watch you back.
3. You might eventually get paid for it.
4. Because even if there's tons of art out there, and many great artists, no one, and i mean NO ONE can ever draw what you draw. There can be similar ideas, but only you can bring your particular flavor of art to life.
5. The awesome comments. The better you get at art, the more awesome and elaborate comments you get. Who doesn't want to get praised?
6. Art trades with really good artists!
7. Because quitting is lame.
8. Because when IRL people ask you what you do and you say you're an artist, you get the most interesting reactions. It never gets old.
9. Because you get to browse the internet a
Centauress LifeSitting in front of her computer, looking through the various job websites intensely, Jessica leaned back. Taking off her reading glasses she rubbed her nose in-between her eyes. “What am I going to do for money? The job market for an educational psychologist was so high when I entered Grad School. But now I can’t find a job if I tried to bribe the school district,” thought Jessica Holms.
Sighing, Jessica went back to looking for a job as a school psychologist. But it felt hopeless too fine a job as a school counselor. Her local school district was downsizing its work force, therefore, had a hiring freeze for the rest of the school year. The hiring freeze forced Jessica to start broadening her search to school districts farther and farther away from her home in Chicago, Illinois.
“Ugh, I can’t take this much longer,’ said Jessica. ‘Maybe I can at least get a job that allows me to ha
Centauress Life Part 2Stepping hoof by hoof Jessica started to trot a bit easier than she had since she was changed into a centauress a week earlier. It almost seemed a natural thing for to do. Jessica trotted through the large grassy field that was surrounded by a groove of maple trees that extended for miles around.
Smiling to herself in success, Jessica decided to start to gallop towards the western side of the knee high grass field. Reaching the western edge of the field in less than a minute, Jessica heard a clapping sound coming from her left. Stopping a few feet into the forest, Jessica trotted back out into the field and looked around. Near the tree line to her right, Jessica saw Dr. Roberts standing there clapping. She blushed at the positive attention.
Dr. Roberts stopped clapping and walked over to Jessica. “I’m glad to see that you are starting to be able to gallop in your new form. You have come a long way since you were changed
Union Shores Pt 2 Ch 8 Final ChapterSo what happened in the bar? Actually, a lot. I got my martini and we started out at the pool table. Alex, Bret, Bryan and a bunch of my closer friends had all came. The guys and I actually got a tournament going where I got the 8 ball and had to sink the other balls - which were represented by one of my patrons - and if I sank their balls then they would have to take a drink, and every time the 8 sank I would have to take a shot of a liquor of their choice.
Yes, there were double entandres taking place here.
To be clear, most of my entourage was male, but one of them had brought along a lesbian friend, which was great because she had always been one of the guys to me and she fit in perfectly. Sammie was a fantastic pool shark, and was more than welcome to come bumming around with us dudes.
Oh, and for the record, Bret had discussed a wish with Jeanette earlier in the evening. He drank like the rest of us and had no incidents with Turbo Teen w
Union Shores Pt 2 Ch 7Sunday morning, Shelly managed to get me to go to church. It was very underhanded, and I felt like I was shangheid the whole time. But Michelle, Emina and Ceylara all came with too, so I guess it wasn't all that bad. For some reason I felt like I was forced out of the house - maybe everyone else had to wrap presents? All the same, I went.
The little church where we picked out our ceremony had a fairly good service, I must say. Every word wasn't about repenting or death, and they delivered a good favorable view of the world. Maybe it was a trick on Shelly’s part. I couldn’t tell for certain.
Turns out it was actually worse. After the ceremony, Shelly and I met with the pastor for a marital conference. I'll spare you the details.
In short, I don't have much to say about the Sunday before the wedding. It seemed like a day where I mostly went where I was told. I'm sure there was a lot going on behind the s
Ocean's DestinyIt was a cold day at the beach. Gray clouds blotted out the sun, while winds strong enough to make most stay home blew full force. They disturbed the fine sands, causing the small grains to rapidly shift back and forth, as though the beach were a giant hourglass.
Nothing could have kept me away from the ocean. I’ve always been drawn to it, and I saw the ocean as having a powerful scientific connection to humanity. The sea is the cradle of life, as the all living things originally gestated within it. Even today, the sea keeps us alive by allowing us to breathe. The largest production of oxygen on Earth is oceanic phytoplankton, without which our species could hardly draw breath.
As I walked towards the rough looking waves and to the ships far off in the distance, my thoughts turned to the realms beyond biology. People in boats were just protecting themselves from the ocean’s hunger. Like when Odysseus tied himself to the mast of his ship, sailors tie themselves to the facsim