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SurroundedStanding out in the rain, shivering, wondering. The streets are dark, the road empty. My thoughts ring loud as I stand by the curb. The dim street lamp flickers, causing the shadows to dance in the distance. It's not long before the wind picks up, a gentle breeze, but enough for me to feel it at my fingertips.Surrounded by Omgom
I breathe deeply.
I hold my breath.
Slowly I exhale as I stand soaked in the rain, in sorrow, in pain. Finally the car arrives.
I was not ready.
A warm voice tells me it's time.
I do not hesitate.
I get in.
I look the driver in the eye, knowing that this will be it. I nod before turning back to look at where I once stood. I watch it as we drive off. I linger in the reflection of the window. The shadows still dance, but they are silent now.
It's all silent now.
Sir Ortwell of BearingtonHello, my young cubs. I have quite the treat for you. I managed to find an old poem written about Sir Ortwell, the Bear Knight Champion of Bearington. Clear your minds and open your ears to a champion like no other.Sir Ortwell of Bearington by Omgom
Castle Bearington stood tall and wide,
Its inhabitants gathered filled with pride.
Their champion returned, they shouted in glee,
Welcoming Sir Ortwell, a knight as noble as he.
He thanked them greatly, for he was humbled,
His adventure was rough, he’d almost stumbled.
The thought of his people cheering him on,
Allowed him to use his mighty brawn.
A deplorable troll had stood in his way,
Keeping him trapped for most of a day.
Using his wit he set himself free,
Proving he was a cunning escapee.
Without hesitation he challenged the troll,
With a few mighty swings he achieved his goal.
The adversary defeated was out for the count,
Sir Ortwell made off on his trusty mount.
After all his adventures he made his way home,
Bringing reclaimed treasure stolen by a gnome.
Pages from the Journal of Captain MarkPage 84Pages from the Journal of Captain Mark by Omgom
I purchased some local entertainment for the crew last night. I figured a bunch of dudes on a ship for months could use some of that feminine charm. Turns out it was, in fact, a man; the beard somehow didn’t tip me off. I thought it was part of her bit and was pleasantly surprised to find out it didn’t bother the men much.
The party really got started when they held a drinking competition and the dancer out-drank most of the crew. Later I discovered they didn’t mind as much because the crew thought I swung that way. Apparently sleeping in a nightgown with a stuffed animal Unicorn sends a unique message. Regardless of that fact, we all had a great laugh and it seemed we understood one another better.
I love this crew; they are my family and I wouldn’t trade them in for anything. The only strange part of the night was when I was trying to sleep. I kept feeling a warm, rum-scented breath, gently caressing my neck. I dared not turn around, but I knew this wo
Adventures Of Captain Mark - Chapter 2Chapter 2Adventures Of Captain Mark - Chapter 2 by Omgom
The year was 1671. Not much had happened since the last grand adventure of the Pirate Ship Petunia. Treasure was found, the ship destroyed, the crew lost. But, as I had said, we built anew. Captain Mark decided a more fitting name for the new ship was in order, one that would strike fear into the hearts of all who saw our flag. He named her the Pirate Ship Fluffykins. With our black masts and white kitten skull and crossbones insignia, we scoured the seven seas in search of grand adventures and buried treasures.
It wasn't long into our new year of sailing when we came across another group of cutthroat scalawags. The sailors of the Pirate Ship Hello Kitty were the nastiest, dirtiest, most ruthless bunch of pirates you'd ever meet. We were ordered to attack immediately. If we didn't strike first, they would be sure to kill us all. The Captain ordered me to lead the charge, which I did with great enthusiasm. First, to board the ship, I skillfully cut down at least twenty of the