A Gem of a Studentby grapehyacinthA Gem of a Student23 hours ago in Short Stories
(A Potion Place Story)
“Lexi, I need your help.”
Lexi stared down at the caller ID. Why was her friend's nephew's girlfriend calling her? “Everything okay, Carla? Did something happen to Max?”
“He's fine. It's just, well, I need some guidance using the Ultimate Potion. Max is so busy, and when we use it, he usually wants to be stupid things like monsters and dragons. I want more than that. I really want to explore, but I'm afraid to do it alone.”
“Come on over. I'm sure Caroline would be happy to help you too.”
The three girls sat around Lexi's kitchen table. “Okay, did you take any Ultimate Potion?” Lexi asked.
Carla pulled a vial from her pocket. “I have it here. I didn't want to drink it before because I was scared I'd turn into something on the way.”
Lexi and Caroline chuckled. “We know that feeling,” Caroline said, munching at a cookie. “Want
tire-tracks.We sit in your car in the dark, it feels like the universe ends at the edges of the headlights.tire-tracks.1 day ago in Stories & Vignettes
(Before you had a car, the world seemed much bigger).
Some conversations are built for cars, the happiest moments, the saddest; I have been told so many secrets between gear changes that 40mph has become a state of mind.
(Before I sat in the front seat of my mum’s car, there were no hard conversations).
You sit with your head rolled back against the seat, seatbelt still on, we are parked by an old deer park but we are hurtling through our words as if we were sentient crash dummies aware of imminent impact.
(Before my dad, I didn’t know the difference between a spark plug and an axle; now I don’t the difference between logic and love).
You tell me about your sister’s suicide attempts, I tell you about mine, we don’t look anywhere but out the front windscreen. The headlights dissect the known world, we are in one lane seeing two different things, we are in one lan
The LineThere will always be a fine line between fantasy and reality, to my peers. I can go to them at any given time and ask them about what is real to them, and what is merely an imagination that has escaped the depths of their brain, simply to play tricks on their eyes. For me, however, the line is unclear. It is not blurred, dashed, dotted, or fractured; it simply does not exist. That being said, I write the things I see at all times of the day. Most of the visions that flash by me are forgotten, but the best ones are always recurring. I offer all of you those very recurring images in the form of short stories, scripts, or maybe even a stray video from time to time.The Line17 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Heed this warning, those who choose to read further into my stories: the line between fantasy and reality will inevitably be removed for you, as it is to me.
Read on if you must, but do not lose track of the line.
Max ReviewMax Review19 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
Since World War 1, dogs have served in the American Military. Whether they are sniffing out bombs or sinking their teeth, these four legged heroes continue to protect and serve us to this very day.
Max is a very heartwarming and touching move. The story is heartbreaking at most parts but is outstanding, it kept me at the edge of my seat.
The dog, as well as his stunts, who played Max was amazingly trained.
This movie hits me close to home because my father was in the Air Force. He got deployed multiple times in my life and it was scary because I feared for his safety everyday. I can relate to the kid's family at the beginning of the movie.
Support out troops; human and canine
House Sitting ch2Chapter two: Next Time Put More Emphasis On TallHouse Sitting ch213 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
Bridget woke up some time later, crumpled up on a couch. Margaret was sitting in a rocking chair across from her, a guilty look on her face.
“Sorry, I should have told you Carter was a giant,” she said with a small laugh.
Bridget's heart beat faster. “That wasn't a dream?” Margaret shook her head. “Mannn. So, so, there’s… a giant. Just through that door.”
Margaret nodded. “I've moved your boxes into your room, I hope you don't mind.”
“Wait, you did what?” Bridget paused, unable to continue. She didn't want to stay here, but she didn't have much of an option!
“Oh, it’s not so bad! You’ll get used to Carter in a jiffy!”
“Yes, and you kind of hurt his feelings.”
Bridget wet her lips, practically flabbergasted by that comeback. “I-I don’t know if you realize this, but you have a giant in the
Top 10 Home Mods for Skyrim Here is a link to the video: https://youtu.be/he6ceBR9BygTop 10 Home Mods for Skyrim 20 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
Queen of AmethystI am the Queen of Amethyst. A lover for knowledge and a seeker for wisdom. I dwell above the skies where the sun meets the moon as they kiss each other goodnight. I belong into fairytales where I was made from these chapters. My crown were made of purple crystals and broken roots from trees that were left behind. I am the Queen of Ameythst. Bones made of broken constellations and flesh made of rose petals. I carry an ancient heart created by Ancient hands. I wear a dress filled with midnight skies and carry a soul filled with the universe, a soul made for infinity between heaven and earth. I am the Queen of Amethyst, a hunter who hunts the shadows of darkness and locks them up in Pandora's box as I burn it up in ashes. I silence the monsters under children's beds with the help from God, I let the children sleep in peace with angels's protection. I don't live in fancy castles nor live in gold of riches. I live in woods and forests behind that silver gate where it is hiddQueen of Amethyst4 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Something good for the world.I am better than your "god" because I would not create a horrible entity like the devil and let him stir messes up and or otherwise mess up the world I created. I would make him cease to exist as soon as he started messing things up on earth. I am also better than your "devil" because I would not let a horrible entity like god and let him kill billions of people and screw up his follower’s heads with them doing horrible things in his name. As the all-knowing being I am, I would not create people I knew were going to do horrible things just so I could damn them to eternal torture. I would not damn people to "hell" just because they did not believe in me nor follow my rules of the bible. I certainly would not be invisible and mute to all humans and animals. I would never channel my only words to a little group of people and make them do all of the preaching up till 2000 years later. I would reward ALL of the non-believers and ALL believers of every other religion as well who questiSomething good for the world.14 minutes ago in Philosophical
PC gaming: Debunking some mythsso, this has taken me a while to sort out, but I am finally going to confront the arguments for and against PC gaming. Now, I am a PC gamer myself, but I do also play consoles from time to time, so I will try and be unbaised in this debate.PC gaming: Debunking some myths3 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
PCs have more customization than consoles.
This one is very much true, and I will explain. Sure, you can put decals on your console and custom controllers for your Xbox one, but the PC allows for all of the machine to be customized, granted that the pieces actually work together. When building a PC, there is a few components that you will need to understand the different sizes; these are motherboard, case and GPU (graphics card). Customization on PCs is very diverse, but for best results, try and find which parts actually work together.
A console is easier to repair than a PC.
Um...This is both true and false at the same time. On one side, fixing a console's problems can be done quite easily and cheaply, compared to some PC p
Everything Wrong With Death Note TV Drama Pilot1. Opening sequence knocks style used for comic book movies.Everything Wrong With Death Note TV Drama Pilot19 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
2. Light is only attending Misa’s concert because his friend wants to go.
3. Bratty younger sister cliché.
4. Dead mother cliché.
5. Strained father-son relationship cliché.
6. Ryuk deliberately drops the book so Light is the one to find it. I know it’s an adaptation, but...sheesh. What’s with all these unnecessary changes?
7. How many characters does this one episode plan on introducing?
8. Watari casually walks into a top-secret police meeting.
9. How’d he get in? Why isn’t he attempting to disguise himself?
10. Watari acts like a flamboyant gameshow host. Pretty unprofessional for someone who’s dealing with foreign police.
11. Why doesn’t Soichiro take another cop along for backup? I’d take one along, especially since my escort is an eccentric guy.
12. Camera goes out of its way to highlight the height discrepancy between Watari and Soichiro.
13. L acts condesc
Wishful Thinking (Chapter 3)Wishful Thinking (Chapter 3)14 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters
“Amber you need to hide!” I shouted.
“But Master, I-”
“Don’t argue! I need you to get in your bottle right now!” I snapped, holding out the bottle to her. Amber sighed but bowed her head in understanding.
“As you command, Master.” Amber’s body burst into flame and flowed like living water into the bottle. Once she was inside, I plugged it up and placed it on the table. I wasn’t a fool of course; I knew that I couldn’t hide Amber forever from my parents, and I wasn’t going to try. But they might be more willing to believe that Amber is a djinn if they see her rising out of a bottle instead of her standing in the living room talking with me. I sat down at the table, hoping to appear normal and as relaxed as possible.
“Hey Thomas!” My mom called, walking inside and setting her purse down. She was wearing her favorite jacket over a dress. Her hair was tied back and the hard tile floor clacked under he
Frozen VS Tangled - AnalasysWell, Frozen and Tangled's rivalry is more heated than ever, and I thought I would give my thoughts on both. Yes, I am on the side that says Frozen is better, but unlike a lot of the others, I am not calling Tangled a bad film at all! I love both! So I will be going over each of the most important categories of both, and pointing out which did what better.Frozen VS Tangled - Analasys3 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
Pacing - Tangled
The pacing in Frozen is a bit wonky, but not enough to ruin it for me. But Tangled flows just like Rapunzel's hair, it goes at just a regular pace, except the slightly rushed ending.
Story - Frozen
This one was no contest. Tangled's story was a bit to simple. Rapunzel wants to see lanterns, and a thief named Flynn Ryder takes her to see them. Frozen however is about 2 sister who want to reunite, with one having magical powers that could easily hurt people which she heavily fears doing.
Soundtrack - Frozen....no contest
One of the reasons I find Tangled to be the weaker film is because of just how forgettable the soun
Theory Twilight Sparkle is Crazy V2 Twilight Sparkle is not actually crazy, psycho, insane, etc. Twilight has Asperger's Mild or Extreme mild of case it. Slimair to Non verbal learning disability. Lesson Zero Twilight Sparkle suffering the effects of Asperger's Syndrome Meltdown and Sensory Overload Meltdown in the episode. Alot of people believe Twilight went crazy, psycho, insane and had a nervous breakdown. Both Meltdowns are bad news for humans or in this case: horse. The best words describe: Your a puppet and can't control anything.Theory Twilight Sparkle is Crazy V2 19 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
Sensory Overload Meltdowns: are intense, stress, panic, explosion, painful to go through. It’s not just experiencing the meltdowns which can have serious long-term impacts on mental and physical well-being, etc. Maybe look funny, hilarious but actually the person or in this case the horse going through heck. There is a reason why avoid crazy, psycho, insane, evil, nickname Twilight, etc. The origins comes from a episode where Twilight Sparkle secretly in-pain from her disability. S
RP RequestRoleplay Request!RP Request22 hours ago in Letters
Hello, everyone! Hope your day is going well!
I haven't RP in a while, so I feel like I need a pick-me up!
DO NOT SEND A NOTE OR A MESSAGE IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THE RULES!
-I can only type in English.
-I only do paragraph! I do not like dialog.
-I only rp as my ocs. If you rp any canon character, please at least do it right. I'm very picky and strict to my headcannons.
-I'm fine with any genre of RP. But I do not do smut unless our characters are close with each other. You cannot pretend if our oc are close to each other, they must build that bond first.
-I do not reply fast. I'm very busy, and sometimes I do not have energy to reply or to talk.
-I have BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) It takes a lot out of me and changes me into a different person. So if I'm not replying or if I seem out of context. I formally apologize before hand.
Death Battle: Mewtwo vs. Shadow Pt. 2Death Battle: Mewtwo vs. Shadow Pt. 28 hours ago in Short Stories
Ray: We apologize for the wait. And now, The Battle to determine the Ultimate Life Form can continue.
Steel: (scarfs down popcorn) Bring it on! Part Two, here we come!
Super Shadow hovered in the air, savoring the sight of the crumbled skyscraper that had likely taken Mewtwo down with it. "Strongest Pokemon in the World"? What a joke. The creature had paid for its arrogance with its life.
With his status intact, Shadow had just thought of turning to fly away when his ears picked up a faint, but audible crackle of energy. He watched as crimson arcs of electricity began to shoot forth from crumbled building, growing brighter, more vibrant, and louder as more and more time went on. Finally, the energy stopped and, for a brief moment, Shadow almost believed that nothing happened.
Then the energy exploded outward when a colossal pillar of violet energy erupted from the ground beneath the heavy debris like a volcano.
Mega Man VS Spider-Man: OMM Remastered!!!Mega Man VS Spider-Man: OMM Remastered!!!1 day ago in Short Stories
THEY'VE FOUGHT BEFORE... AND THEY ARE AT IT AGAIN!
SIXTY MORE SECONDS OF FIGHTING!!!
SIXTY MORE SECONDS OF NO RESEARCH!
SIXTY. MORE. SECONDS. OF......
ROOFTOP, LATE AFTERNOON....
It was a typical rush-hour, at the time where most people would be leaving their jobs. Cars sped by on crowded roads, many people biked or walked their way home, while others had arrived for the night shifts. It was only four o'clock, it seemed like a normal day... But nobody would realize that a major rematch was about to occur.
There was one skyscraper, in particular, where a camera panned up the whole thing, increasing in rising speed, but it eventually slowed to a crawl when it reached the top. Aaaand... Nobody was there. In any other case, this would be deemed as Anti-Cl
The Night My Sister had Bad Gas - Part 01THE NIGHT MY SISTER HAD BAD GASThe Night My Sister had Bad Gas - Part 0121 hours ago in Short Stories
Samantha Fernley’s brother back here once again for another riveting tale about my sister and her ever-increasing farting. You see, my sister has grown up a bit since I last talked about her, through some sort of competition in which she was taking part in she’s grown nearly nine inches since that gassy outburst last Easter. That’s right, NINE INCHES, back on Easter she stood at a height of 5’8, an inch shorter than me, now she’s 6’6 in height, so tall that the top of my head reaches her nose which give me a rather awkward view of her breasts from my eye level. If anyone would have told me a few years ago that my sister, still a complete geek in most senses of the word, would be much taller than her athletic brother I think they would have been viewed as crazy, but her weekend adventure at that farting competition, that’s what she called it, changed all of that. She was tall and still pretty skinn
Eight and Two Make TenTangledstar groaned as he stood up. The cold floor of MoonClan's cave didn't help him sleep very much, and the humidity made it even worse, casting a soggy layer over the cats. He looked around, realizing how down trodden everyone seemed. They were too tired to be fighting with each other, but there was still a level of tension that seemed to rise each passing day. Of course, it had only been a day. The storm kept up, showing no signs of stopping. The whirling winds howled into the cave, creating an ambient noise which dulled all their hearing. Yet, somehow there seemed to be a sense of ease. A white and black pelt suddenly came into vision as the tom turned his head. Iciclepaw. He was surprised the she-cat was up an moving already. She had been devastated just the other day, Eaglecry being the only one she could really tolerate. Yet, she padded over, a small smile on her face.Eight and Two Make Ten17 hours ago in Short Stories
"I brought you this moss. You kept turning last night, I thought this might help. It's not much but...
Haunted Library, Harry Potter 3, and BTTF 1,2,3So, I did an audition to enter the Haunted Library OCT. I didn't go in, but I'm proud I tried. I'd like to say thanks to http://gooseworx.deviantart.com/ for letting me enter, and http://andrewmartind.deviantart.com/ for getting in. He's just a nice and funny guy, and he's pretty good at OCTs. If I did go into the Haunted Library, it would have been my first OCT. And the decision to leave me out has created an alternate universe where I did get it. SCIENCE RULES!Haunted Library, Harry Potter 3, and BTTF 1,2,321 hours ago in Reviews & Guides
To anyone who wanted to see more of Ruby Robinson, don't worry. She's not gone...
I plan on making her one of my main OCs, out there with Connor Stark, Wendy Whitman, and many others. She will have a cameo in a Planet X Trilogy illustration, and I do plan on using her as a main character in Alpha/Omega, a sequel series to the Planet X Trilogy that involves Connor and Wendy joining this group including Ruby, a cyborg named Ronald, an ex-Majestic-12 agent named Sedna, and a mysterious man that still has no official name, but I h
Fortean Gem #21Mysteries of the UnexplainedFortean Gem #2117 hours ago in Articles & Interviews
page 126-7, “From 1920 to 1940”
When we hear of expeditions seeking lost cities, we think of the Spanish and Portuguese conquistadores’s [sic] 16th-century dream of El Dorado. But another such expedition set forth into Brazil’s little-known Mato Grasso on April 20, 1925. It was led by Lt. Col. Percy Fawcett, an archeologist, geographer, and adventurer whose dreams of discovery were no less vivid and alluring than those of the conquistadores. They led him, his son Jack, and their companion Raleigh Rimell to an unknown fate in a forbidding land.
Fawcett had served in Great Britain’s Indian Army in Ceylon at the turn of the century, spending his free time searching for ancient tombs and treasures. Going to South America, he spent the years 1906 to 1909 surveying “a long and excessively unhealthy sector of the Brazilian-Bolivian frontier.” At the end of that period he carefull
Somehow Achieved.There is nothing in this world, save the Lord, that is worthy of the description “perfect”.Somehow Achieved.15 hours ago in Letters
Yet somehow you’ve achieved something so close it takes my breath away.
It’s difficult to put it into words, I will confess. Like a child trying to describe a sunset. You’ve achieved something so difficult and I have to ask myself, do you even know? Are you aware of the magnitude of your very presence?
You are exquisite, a waltz of serenity and grace. A forest full of lavender and wisteria. You are a celestial being, leaving gardens of rosemary and poppies in your wake. You, who dances on clouds, who is heavenly and good. You are ethereal. How can someone be so otherworldly?
Yet you are fierce. You are fire and volcanic ash. An explosion of passion and power. Unafraid to think and unafraid to feel. You are strong, like steel and diamonds. Full of wounding vines of roses, not without the venomous thorns. But they are elegant in their own respect. Are you conscious of
We must evacuate“Burntstar, we have to evacuate.” Littlerose stood in the leader’s den with Streamwater, a serious look her her gaze.We must evacuate17 hours ago in Short Stories
The new WaveClan leader twitched his brow. Streamwater had come in with Littlerose and told him about the brown warrior’s dream, claiming it was a warning from StarClan and that they had to evacuate far from the territory, possibly as far as MoonClan territory. A dream about drowning with no one there to help or hear her cries… it was too real to be true.
Then again, he had a personal interaction with StarClan for his leader ceremony. It was an… experience, but there was no denying that it was true. Perhaps he should take this seriously?
“Th-the dream was, ah, I really th-think it was f-f-f-rom StarClan. It has to be.” Streamwater spoke up, a frantic look in her eyes. For a moment the warrior bit her tongue, standing in silence until she could find the right words. “I-if we stay here we’ll… we won&
The Feetwalker - HBLThis story is set towards the end of Toeing The Line. Be sure to read that story first.The Feetwalker - HBL1 day ago in Short Stories
Eve was currently staying in a spare room at the Mato Mansion as a live-in maid to make up for surrendering to her desires and enslaving the female residents of the house. Being surrounded by so many beautiful girls, all of whom she had seen barefoot, was surprisingly stressful as she was trying to suppress her feelings so she could make up for what she had done. The guilt still weighed heavily on her while she was awake.
Even so, she slept peacefully in her bed, dreaming blissfully of attending a concert of her new friend Fawn, better known as the popstar Siren. Fawn held out a hand to Eve, who took it and found herself pulled up onstage, where she finally noticed that Fawn was barefoot with a lovely dark purple colour on her nails. Eve dropped to her knees to be closer to Fawn's feet, only for thick le
Cheerleading is defintely a TG art 3When Henry turned around, he saw that Kyle was enormous...or so it seemed.Cheerleading is defintely a TG art 322 hours ago in Short Stories
“Kyle?!” Henry cried. “What...what the hell happened?1 You’re enormous!”
“Oh I wouldn’t say that Henrietta.” Kyle said grinning.
“Henrietta?” Henry cried. “What the hell are you talking about?!”
“No...that doesn’t sound good.” Kyle said. “Cindy! That’ll do!”
“Make sense Kyle!” Henry. snapped. “Where am I?! Where are you?!”
“I said I’d make a picture of you.” Kyle said. “And I did exactly that! Go look in that mirror over there!”
Henry went and gasped!
He was now looked exactly like Alice! Blonde hair down to shoulders, portugese, buxom, and with the cheerleader outfit!
“Wha...what happened?!” Henry cried.
“Sorry Cindy. You were a nice guy. But Mr. Dita doesn’t pay me to just make friends.”
“Wha...what does Mr. Dita ha