Jake-Sjet

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The Knight Manager by Jake-Sjet, literature

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The Knight Manager

Job Fourteen. No one knows why head office calls it Job Fourteen, but they do. It basically means making a note of all the perishable stock on the shelves that are going out of date the day after tomorrow. It helps make sure out of date items get reduced away before they become waste. Sure it saves Corporate a penny or two, but its drudge work. Still doesn’t explain the name though. It’s not a job anyone wants to do. But its a job that needs to be a done. No one said the life of a knight manager would be easy or glamorous, but we all serve our time. Its how we learn our craft, our trade. Control of the body, control over emotion. To provide for society not only protection from the horrors of this world but excellent customer service in line with our corporate guideline. I still remember the day I was inducted into the inner truth of the order. Though, at the time, I did not know of as such. To me as a young man, this was a stepping stone of a job, a chapter of a life yet to be

Long Winter Drabble by Jake-Sjet, literature

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Long Winter Drabble

“You think anything you say right now, means a Saints damned thing to me!” The fire chewing away at the eves of the hall listened eagerly as they ate, occasionally allowing crumbs of burning timbers to fall down to smash against the floor. This gave the air at ground level a heavy oder of rotting wood, mixed in with the choking aroma of smoke. It did nothing to hide the evidence of the past few hours, or the years of vacancy that had proceeded it. Broken tables lay against the walls where they had been pushed, hidden beneath the fallen and rotted banners of a forgotten family. The flag stones of the floor were scuffed with the

Melville's Geologist by Jake-Sjet, literature

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Melville's Geologist

It seemed almost sacrilegious. But given the time, given the place, it could have been deemed the final act of the Divine Comedy. “Last bit of ice in all the world that didn’t come out of a machine,” he said softly so as to enjoy the sound of the rocky chunk of ice rattling around the glass. It tinkled merrily, the sound the last vestigial echo of a hundred thousand year journey. Extinction events, the rise and fall of species, and finally here to the shadow of the mountain in Iceland. He put the glass down on the simple folding camp table and wandered back into the tent. The fuel cell hooked up under the cot kept the m

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Long Winter WIP 3

“You could tell it was a Inlander raiding party from the air. I don’t mean there was some pattern of destruction, or perhaps the scorch marks in the fields from where their airships landed. Those were there, but when you got down into the village, and walk among the houses gutted by flame and cannon fire…these people were farmers. Their only connection to the Barony of Boston was a bimonthly tithe. They were, in the grand scheme of things, meaningless peasants. But the Inlander’s found a use for them: they served as useful kindling for their pyres in reverence to their Ever Wrathful Lord. Damn the Church of the Raptur

Long Winter WIP 2 by Jake-Sjet, literature

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Long Winter WIP 2

“Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty? This hatred we distil in our history and teach as tradition? How did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it? What happened to us that we now send our children into the world as young people to war, hoping for their safe return but knowing some will be lost along the way. When did we lose our way? Consumed by the shadows swallowed whole by the darkness. Does this darkness have a name...is it our name?” The King of the Tearaway Rish, his last words at the event of his execution. Recorded by Ramble Story of the Iron People. Recorded in the Brilliant

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Long Winter WIP

“The Great War…speaking as a solider who fought in that conflict, I can honestly say I have no idea what was so great about it. The entire Shattered Coast up in arms in a loosely banded coalition that could barely agree on a name for themselves let alone a coherent battle plan: doesn't exactly scream ‘winning side’ now does it? By the time the Hudson Principality got its ship yards creating new airship hulls, and Boston started shipping out its armies to bolster the Copperback States…well things were grim: The Inland Empire was not the sort to let their enimes gain the initiative. Emissaries were sent to the maj

The Assassin's Guild Of Atlantis (2) by Jake-Sjet, literature

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The Assassin's Guild Of Atlantis (2)

“If we have an ability to do something, then we are obliged to do it.” The statement was made using a good deal of hope laced into it, but not enough to turn the statement into a question. The look on the other students faces, as the boys words were teased and toyed with by the deepening afternoon shade, were a mix of out right ridicule and sympathy. The tutor, who stood looking out over the waist high stone fall of the garden terrace, sighed slightly and let the breeze steal away his minor outburst. He turned to look back over his shoulder with the gentlest look of disappointment apparent in his eyes, and surveyed the small

The Guilds of Atlantis (1) by Jake-Sjet, literature

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The Guilds of Atlantis (1)

“Do you see it?” The man spoke with the quiet intensity of someone trying to be polite whilst pointing out the obvious. This tone of voice worked in his favour as he knelt beside the orphan ward he had taken to call his own, as the child was a stranger to these halls and this land. The man was not long in life himself, and yet he would be quite old and beyond himself by the time this frail and awkward child took the tests. He knew from his own experience, both as a young boy and as a grown man, that the tests were intended to prompt a direction for further guidance, but not a firm boundary for progression. He knew the child, on

Merlin Cameos in British Scifi Drama by Jake-Sjet, literature

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Merlin Cameos in British Scifi Drama

The sign that hung from above the door read in old gilded gold lettering “Voorta’s Varied & Many Curiosities”. The sign had seen better times, and in fact had only been removed from its hanging perch twice in its two hundred years of residency. But compared to the rest of the store front the sign was a gleaming much beloved thing. The windows were caked in decades of grime and dirt, and one industrious vandal had even spray the thick wooden door with a half hearted 70’s peace symbol. It was half hearted because they had only drawn the circle and the begin of the inverted Y, before like all who passed the shop of curio

Double Edged Sword: Opening New Angle by Jake-Sjet, literature

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Double Edged Sword: Opening New Angle

“You sure about this?” Francis Sims was the sort of man who, if you didn’t look to closely at him, might have been mistaken for an accountant or a office clerk. He wore small rounded spectacles, had a pleasant round face on which a smile was often seen, and more often than not could be found wearing a sweat shirt. For a man just entering his forties he looked ready for the pipe and slippers set. But if you looked closer, at the scars criss crossing calloused knuckles, and the way the glasses added a sheen to cold dead eyes, you would know that he was no mere bean counter. In fact Francis Sim’s was the deputy head

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Apr 8, 1986
United Kingdom
Deviant for 20 years
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I am a writer.

Have I ever been published I hear you ask? Have I ever once had a single piece of my work rejected by a publishing house, or flamed by an editor? I would answer no to these two questions. So what right do I have to label myself as a writer?

I imagine the impossible and make it thus.
I envision strange lands and strange peoples.
I see the world as it is, as it should, and what it might become.
I preform an act as close to magic as a mortal mind might attempt.

Anyone who puts pen to paper, to tell a tale of tavern denziens, or aliens on the far distant shores of a starry isle, shall be known as a writer. A word smith. A teller of tales. Because at the end of the day all of life is but a story being told.

And we the tellers.

Thank you.

Favourite Visual Artist

Not currently the weather

Favourite Movies

That's one heck of a list

Favourite TV Shows

Firefly, Life, Longmire, BSG, Agents of SHIELD, Grimm...

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Anything Irish. And I mean ANYthing.

Favourite Books

...there's a character limit to this part of the list ya know? We'll just say a lot and be done with it.

Favourite Writers

Lets just say I have voodoo dolls for JK Rowlings and that Myer's woman.

Favourite Games

Anything with a good story or good music, often these two do not mix well.

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Tools of the Trade

An imagination that refused to bow to the laws of physics.

Other Interests

Making diorama's of victims-...er...Collecting stamps. Yes. Stamps.

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Starbase118

Nov 18, 2020

Thank you so much for the watch! Hope you keep enjoying the images made in our community :)

Mapper

Aug 27, 2019

So, oops, it would seem I wasn't watching you until now! Sorry about that! (Though honestly my watch gets so full between visits that I usually barely glance at it!) I appreciate you!!!

Jake-Sjet

Mar 10, 2016

Huh. I always just assumed I was already on your list, from the way you kept commenting on various bits and pieces I've posted. Oh well, no matter. I appreciate that you appreciate my continued existence.

You're so cool! O.O
I mean, you're like EPIC