Literature

Atlantis was always quiet in its illusion of night. Despite the fact that it was miles and miles under sea level, the dome did a decent job at mimicking the real day-night cycle. But some things failed to change with the digital skies- the temperature never dipped away from its humid stickiness, and there was no fresh breeze to whisk away the stench of a musky, muddy jungle.   Under the cover of darkness, figu...

Gimlet was starting to get hungry. His belly grumbled beneath each step he took on the island. Trying his best to stay near water, as he enjoyed it so much for some reason. He was just drawn to it. Plus, it felt nice on his flesh from time to time.Following the edge of the shoreline, he would look around every so often, trying to see if there were any food sources nearby. Nothing thus far.After several moments though, he caught the scent of another. Curiosity started t...

Gatcha stood at the top of the foreboding staircase, looking down into its deep darkness.  He’d heard dinosaurs gossiping and talking about this place, but for a long time he feared to venture inside.  Gatcha had met the Oviraptors who seemed nice enough, but Gatcha was extremely wary of Morpheus' buildings and their experiments.  Gatcha hesitantly stepped down the metal stairs and into the underwater glass hallway.  Its construction was good, but it clear...

“So let me get this straight.” Mary lashed her tail, pacing from side to side in the abandoned warehouse that the rebels had apparently set in. Her wounds and bruises ached, and she couldn't help but send a glare towards the red iguanodon sitting in the center of the room. It was quite a tight fit with all of them- Flurry and Oboe were sat in the far corner, the tapejara nestled into the albertosaurus’s feathers and angrily glaring at the large herbivore. ...

Dawn came far too quickly for either pachy’s liking, artificial sunlight slowly colouring the inside of the dome once again. It was close to a real sunrise, yet… still wrong. The ambient temperature had grown cooler in the night, the early hours saw the wall and ceiling panels brightly lit and coloured with the pre-dawn colours which transitioned into vibrant pinks and oranges which would later shift to a pure sky blue, yet it felt ...

Shame weighed down her body like waterlogged feathers, and her steadily constricting throat reminded her so much so of the feeling of swallowing ash. If she closed her eyes, she could even imagine the fire nipping at her heels. However, unlike the flames which she knew so well, this fire had a name and fierce violet eyes. “If anyone asks, you won.” Hyperion's words echoed in her skull in a twisted mantra, enforcing a reality which would never truly exist. They burne...

Moose was summoned to the surface and had no idea why. He rarely questioned matters, especially if it involved the queen. There were no questions asked, about the type of policy for the requests.The Styracosaurus climbed his way up a curved trail, leading to the upper side. For a young and small fella, he was kind of naïve. He was unsure as to why he needed to be brought up to the surface. At least, until he reached the entry point. The air shifted, the dampness and h...

A light breeze drifted through the overgrown plaza where a trio of styracosaurs waited. White and gray stonework, remnants of paved footpaths and ornamented retaining walls, stood out starkly against the myriad greens of the jungle's growth. Light filtered down from over head, bright yet without real warmth. A small yet constant reminder of the strange, artificial world hidden under the blue waves.   ...

Flying high above Isla Kela, a black and tan trope looked out amongst the scrubland before him. The winds were calm, perfect flying weather, which the old pterosaur was thankful for. As he cut silently through the sky he spotted a dead tree along the shoreline of rainbow lake. Carefully flapping his large wings he settled upon its branched, which creaked and bowed beneath his weight.    Thankfully he wasn't as heavy as he used to be, his body now light and frail with...

"Stop or face the consequences!" A splitting cry echoed out across the jungle of Atlantis.    The quick stomps of a running creature, followed by many more signifying a chase of sorts. The culprit? A young albertoosaurus, dawning an orange and black pattern named Nasaku. The chasers? A pair of iguanodons, one black and grey by the name of Guerilla, the other a white feathered coat called Agnus.    "I didn't do anything!" The alberto yelped, th...

The armour pieces and components rattled in their makeshift bundle as Embargo and Deerlegs raced away from the treasury. If the green flecks of light and few blue-tinted glowing quills along Embargo’s spine weren’t a dead giveaway of their retreat, the sounds of the armour pieces clanking together would be. Deerlegs glanced over her shoulder, Embargo still following just behind her, to see Mischief standing in the...

“We give you shelter, we give you food, we give you protection - and this is how you repay us?” Talos lowed. “Thievery?” His silhouette was sharp and jagged in the doorway, false moonlight glinting off his helm and almost seeming to make his pale feathers glow. Short bone spikes on the wrap around his tail made the slow swing of his hammer especially threatening....

Ghost is terrified. It’s… Unusual. He’s so used to going about his life with dulled senses and emotions, meandering through the islands wherever his feet took him. But since the islands had begun changing, the variety of visions he experienced at night had become pinpointed on one incident, one group, and he was drawn towards it.   It’d started with the small creatures that looked like him, but smaller...

“It’s so pretty…” Eira’s voice was quiet in Doe’s ear, words whispered softly under the layers of rumbles and chatter which filled their surroundings with a dense layer of noise.The throne room before them was indeed beautiful, golden light filtering through cracked stained glass. The stained glass formed figures she didn’t recognize, strange creatures which stood on hindlegs. Some sported wings which spr...

The background sounds of feasting and revelry were clear but muted, as a trio of large theropods slunk carefully through the Atlantean twilight. They moved surprisingly stealthily for their size, though no doubt the cacophony of the iguanodon court's celebrations helped mask any sounds they might make.   “I still think I could take them,” Honeydew practically growled irritably, if softly. “Th...

Speckles let out a heavy sigh of relief, having successfully convinced the queen that a truce was a far preferable option the trio of Speckles, her son Haze and the newly met cryo Toast now had the challenging task of swaying the islanders into a truce. The older Cryo was honestly unsure if this was something that had to be done but for the sake of both sides it was the best shot at resolving this without bloodshed. Her tired eyes assessed her group, herself an admittedly past prime cryo, a...