BorderlineBorderliner heißt Grenzgänger. Und Grenzgängerin.Borderline3 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Die, welche die Grenze des Durchschnitts überschritt.
Unbewusst und Bewusst.
Die, die sich mit einem Wort nicht zufrieden gibt.Denn ein Bild sagt mehr als tausend Worte.
Eine, die merkte, dass in ihr eine Tür zum Universum ist. Das All, ein bodenloser Raum, eine Weite,eine Fülle, eine Unendlichkeit.
Die, die nach einer neuen Moral sucht,
Eine, die fragt, was sei krank, lebendig, tod, richtig, falsch, heiß, kalt, schwarz, weiß, tolerierbar und inakzeptabel?
Eine, die auf andere explosiv wirken kann, wie eine Neujahrsrakete
Eine, die sich Schwarz und Klein in einer Nussschale versteckt,
Eine, die sich am Messer schnitt und sich wunderte, was Gefahr bedeuten könne
Eine, die Taubheit fürchtet
Eine, die Nähe und Wärme gibt und sich selber erst wieder trauen muss, Wärme und Nähe zu ertragen
Eine, die nur auszog und Gerechtigkeit und Wahrhaftigkeit suchte,
Eine, die aus dem
Day 1320th May, Tuesday/ Brad-Varfurile (appox: 40 km- TOTAL: 425 km)Day 133 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Today I was still feeling miserable for not being able to post all my adventures on the Web yesterday; when I left the pension, I even left my contact details to the owner if by any chance she could salvage my posts from the DESKTOP for her to send them to me through email. But I don't think that will happen; she probably won't be able to access DESKTOP anymore no matter what and will have to install a new Windows on it. Oh well...
Once again I had to climb a lot of hills to get to my next destination, but this time it was really worth it. By some weird twist of fate, I actually met my first official couchofferer at last. Once I reached commune Varfurile ( which in English means hill tops ), I stopped at a sign post and started thinking where to go next. I originally wanted to go even further than Varfurile, even though the sun was slowly preparing to set. Not far from me, there was a small pub te
Snails!I was 8 years old and a generally average child. I was with my family in our backyard cooking out. It had just rained and all of the snails were out. Being the little explorer I was, I decided to walk around my yard and examine these little slimy things. Now, I'm not someone who believes in love at first sight, but this was a perfect example of it. I was so fascinated with the snails and my surrounding family members were completely confused as to why. Eventually, my 11 year old brother saw this as a keen chance to be a bully. He grabbed one of the snails I had and the container of salt we had laying out and tried to salt the poor thing. "Donovan no!", I yelled as loud as I could. Just then, my father grabbed the salt out of my brother's hand and began to chew him out, "YOUR LITTLE SISTER REALLY LIKES THESE SNAILS AND YOU SHOULDN'T BE TRYING TO TAKE THEM FROM HER, YOUNG MAN!", he barked. Needless to say, my slimy friend lived to see another day.Snails!14 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
After all of this, snails became a big d
Characters Bio: DiegoName: DiegoCharacters Bio: Diego15 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Occupation: Pokemon Trainer
Birth: January 29
Family: He hadn´t say anything abuot his family
Diego is part of the pokemasters group, he have an special rivality with his teammate Jony, His natal region is johto and he came from the new bark town, he received his first pokemon in the laboratory of professor Elm, He choose a Cyndaquill that he called Marsh and since that day they became very close friends.
Like the others he have his own battle style that is based on strategy using status attacks and waiting for his opponent next move just for intercept it and searching a weak point, the trainers that have battled him says that his thyplosion can burn everything but he knows how to have that power under control because his battle style is battle for fun and learn more about pokemons.
He finally got all the badges of each region when he was only 20 years old after a long travel ending in the kalos region, now like the others he h
My List1. I have loved, and I have lost, neither in the way that you would expect. This isn't a typical autobiography, so you'll just have to bear with me.My List17 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
2. I've tried to write down my life many times, but can never seem to get to the end. Previously, I've written poems, essays, and unintelligible gibberish on the subject. Thus, my current format, as you see before you, is a list.
3. Most of these sentences are going to begin with "I". That is the nature of humans, myself, and autobiographies.
4. I shall warn you right now, if you are expecting a story of a little misfit that has a horrible beginning but somehow scrapes together a happy ending, this list isn't for you. In fact, I suppose you could say that my life is reversed: it began sweet and happy, and has gotten progressively worse throughout the years. Again, I am unsure of how this story will end. Right now, I'm just giving you a heads up that the ending isn't looking so great, at the moment.
5. That was just a brief introduction. Th
An ExperienceOkay so one there was this one day that I can remember, I wouldn’t say remember, more like a faded out memory, I really don’t know exactly what I’m going to write about here in the next few minutes trying to write this, so I’m just going to go a long with it. So back to the faded out memory, the experience that I’ll try not to forget is the time when I first got to high school. I actually do want to forget that year, but I really can’t. This was a whole new school, I barely knew anybody, most of my friends all went to the rivaling school. I hated my freshman year of high school. I didn’t like it what so ever. Everyone was new to me, everything was new to me. It took me a few weeks to adjust and to get to know some people, but I still didn’t feel like I fit in, I don’t ever think I will by the end of this year, nor do I care. I screwed up a lot that year, but I don’t really care, we learn right, I made a lot friends that I shouAn Experience18 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
LeaderboardsXander is better than me at everything. And as I watch my body erupt in a shower of lumpy gore around an exploding rocket, I am never more aware of the fact.Leaderboards23 hours ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I swear, loudly and angrily, and take a sip of Coke. I hear him laugh from a few seats up: brash, confident, mocking. He knows it, too.
I put the can down and tap impatiently at the mouse, desperately trying to get into battle as quickly as possible. Numbers on-screen tick down in seconds which feel like minutes. I'm losing time and he's getting even further ahead. I click harder, faster, as if to speed up the countdown until my respawn. I swear again, this time I'd-
A whoosh and a zoom and a flood of mind-cleansing adrenaline as my avatar is thrust back into the battle arena. I hit the ground sprinting and gun down Doug before he can claim the Rocket Launcher, grab the weapon for myself, and instantly swerve from side to side to avoid a rush of incoming plasma. I take in the room in less than a heartbeat, skip around the s
quince.Eine bleibende Kindheitserinnerung von mir ist, als unser Fernseher kaputt ging. Unser Vater verfrachtete seine Söhne ins Auto, fuhr ins Fachgeschäft und kaufte einen neuen Fernseher. Einfach so, ohne lang herumzufackeln. Das hatte mich tief beeindruckt. Irgendwie hatte ich erwartet, er würde die Sache auf seine übliche Art und Weise angehen: mehrere Geschäfte aufsuchen, Tagelang Angebote vergleichen, das beste Preis-Leistungs-Verhältnis finden, den Verkäufer zu einem Rabatt überreden und noch einmal darüber schlafen – solche Dinge. Aber ein Fernseher war für meinen Vater ein Artikel des täglichen Bedarfs, wie eine Rolle WC-Papier. Ist die alte leer, muss sofort eine neue her.quince.1 day ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ähnlich machte es meine Zimmernachbarin in der WG, als sie von ihrem Freund verlassen wurde. Sie schminkte sich, ging hinaus und kam mit einem neuen zurück. Ich war ziemlich verblüfft.
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The Diaries of an Internet-goer: Ch. 1I've found during my time online that sometimes things get out of hand and serious in many places I've taken the time to be a part of or observe. I don't know why exactly, it just happens it seems. Arguments, disagreements, backstabbings, friends throwing away friends for someone who isn't worth it. It's made me realize I enjoy my life outside of the computer much more than online.The Diaries of an Internet-goer: Ch. 12 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Let me start with one instance.
Some years ago, I was a part of this awesome forum on Fanfiction.net called The Fate. I used to be really good friends with the admin named Storm. It was a fun place, and it got me away from just RPing cat characters. I had fun, we all did.
The admin ended up making a few bad choices, picked fights with a group from another forum and brought the drama to The Fate. People targeted her because she made a big deal about things that were harmless. In turn, I and others were often caught in between because Storm couldn't stop dragging things on.
Post-It Notes to 14-Year-Old MeTaped to an unmade bed:Post-It Notes to 14-Year-Old Me2 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Hey. It's future you. I left you some post-it notes. I think I'm supposed to do this with a big letter, but knowing your attitude you'll probably chuck it in the trash after the first paragraph. I'll stick with post-its; they're flexible. Seriously, you should see where I stuck some of them – and you will find them. I know everything you do and why you're doing it. I know all. Fear me.
Um, scratch the fear part. I'm supposed to be giving you advice. Please listen to me – you're a big girl and you'll save yourself a lot of damage in the future. But I guess even if you ignore me, the internet will get a good laugh at your expense.
Yes, this how small your handwriting gets, because I stuck all this on a single post-it. You'll make your future math teachers cry.
Taped to the shower head:
Please use this. I mean please use it more than once a week. When people ask you how often you bathe, they're not necessarily making fun of you. When your
Nothing Less Than Randomness #1~YearbooksSince three weeks ago, I've really understood why yearbooks are so funny. The reason is that I've got the yearbook of twenty years ago from my principal because I'm going to write a column about the history of my school in the new schoolpaper.Nothing Less Than Randomness #1~Yearbooks2 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It will be the first edition and it will be published next week, so I hope that everyone will like it!
Of course it is funny to see how the school was looking like twenty years ago but the most funny things are the pictures. Not the pictures of the students - I don't know any of them - but the pictures of the teachers!!!
So I spent a whole afternoon laughing and looking to that pictures. Some teachers haven't changed at
Day 1219th May, Monday/ Brad-? (approx: 0 km-TOTAL: 385 km)Day 122 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once I woke up in the morning, I went to the store, bought some food for the entire day to chew on and went down straight to work. I typed all-day long and once I had everything saved on the DESKTOP, I started posting my stories on the Web. Of course, the old computer kept freezing once in a while, but nothing too annoying. However, once I reached day 5 of my journey, the unthinkable happened: the computer wouldn't load Windows no matter how many times I restarted it so I couldn't post all what I typed. I was really mad and depressed that I worked so much and I couldn't post it all. Of course, I had to book a room for another night and by doing so, I only remained with 40 lei. This definitely gives me a deja-vu feeling when I first went away from home towards Bistrita with the same amount of money. But this time, I won't give up so easily like the last time; I'm too determined to reach as far as possible, even if it mea
DogsSo I love the /r/NoSleep community. I have never posted anything because I've never had anything to tell, until now. I have no idea what happened that night but everything I tell you is 100% true as I saw it. I want some community feedback to maybe answer some of my questions.Dogs2 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
So it was the end of the summer, August 15th to be exact, before my freshman year at the University of Nevada Reno. My girlfriend, and two best friends were driving around all day in my 2004 Subaru forester. It was about 6:00 P.M. when we decided we should head up to Boca Reservoir to go skinny dipping. Boca is about halfway between Reno and Truckee on I-80. So we start the drive and we take the exit up to Boca reservoir. We get to Boca and realize that there are people all over the place and that we don't really want to nude up in front of all of them. Now, the nice thing about Boca is Stampede Reservoir is about 15 minutes up the road from Boca, this difference however means Stampede doesn't see many people. We
Hilda (2,986w) “At my age, there’s only so much you can do.”Hilda (2,986w)3 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
You say that every time I visit, hands pressed unconsciously against the backs of your hips. They’re purpled and thin, those hands; the skin stretching over your knuckle bones is thinner than college grade paper, and when you greet me with a hug, I feel as though I’m holding a history book. Still, as you lead me through the wall-less line between living room and dining room, your steps are steady and unaided by any walker.
You are a little woman living in a little house, and the town we share isn’t that large either. As the kettle whines and you rustle around in the kitchen for tea fixings, I can’t help but wonder how cramped life must seem to you. Do these double-packed bookshelves cut too far into wh
Day 1118th May, Sunday/ Deva-Brad (approx: 35 km- TOTAL: 385 km)Day 113 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
After a little sightseeing in Deva, I headed towards Brad, which in English means "fir tree". And I got exactly what it means, along the way there were trees everywhere, and I also had to climb long hills, as I climbed a 461 m altitude road. It was quite difficult to climb it which I did mostly on feet, pedalling would have been excruciatingly hard. However, I was most delighted once I reached the top of the hill, and going down was really awesome; as you can imagine, I went down really fast ignoring the fact that the road had a serpentine shape with very dangerous curves. But I felt too great to give a crap, plus the sun was also setting down, so I was also in a bit of a hurry. Once I arrived to the town, I immediately spotted what I was looking for a very long time, a two-star pension with a computer hooked to the Internet, where I could finally start posting all my adventurous stories on the World Wide Web and t
EssenceA Gemini, born June 14th, 1989. I like high places, working hard, and playing harder...Life and Death are beautiful stories told a million different ways by a million different people. I speak riddles to make life challenging. I pull emotions to keep you in tune. I pick and poke your every dimension to mirror your soul for you to see; show up and take control of your mind to pull you into mine. I set you free from whatever reality your in to the formless world of creation where you can imagine your sweetest dreams, so i can wake you up to see a world made just for you. Take a trip into infinity and see what you can learn.. A universe in a multiverse with you as its single purpose.. Did you know you were so amazing?Essence3 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When people ask, "How did you get this way?" I tell them about my insanity before i found the will to stop my repetition..in my mind, so i could in my life...
What happened was in a moment i could feel it all, and i realized how dark and numb i had become. I realize my spiri
A Drunken Journey into the WildernessSome time ago on my journey of introspection, I gave up the path as I promised I would. I have stumbled upon my destination, a small limestone formation somewhere deep in the forest. The relative silence is punctuated by the desperate, lovelorn cries of a thousand insects, their tragic brevity disallowing the indulgent niceties of saccharine small-talk. The saturated earth of a dying creek bed is in stark contrast to the acrid aroma of the stale tobacco smoke billowing from my mouth and nose like clouds from the lungs of some ancient, ethereal giant. I saunter listlessly into a single angelic ray of light, now only a silhouette against my limestone beacon. I am suddenly alive with the beauty of this place, a humble zygote bathed in the amniotic fluid of the mid-western wilderness.A Drunken Journey into the Wilderness4 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There is no pretense here. There is only me, my six-legged, hopelessly romantic contemporaries, the indomitable foliage, and the trickling stream between my toes. I hope against reason to somehow comfort the
the man in the yellow raincoat [based on a story my little brother told me]the man in the yellow raincoat 4 days ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Bored with the familiar sceneries of their home municipality, a group of young men in their early 20's decided to head down Road 9 towards Turku. It was a snowy winter night, but they were cozy in the warmth of the old, red Mitsubishi Carisma, blasting off music from the bass-boosted speakers the owner and driver had installed.
The group came by a remote road leading up a steep hill, surrounded by flat fields. The headlights of the car cut through the snowflakes that were the size of saucers as the engine roared and the tyres grinded against the snowy-and-icy road. They got to the top, and their laughter changed to yelps of surprise: there was someone standing in the middle of the road! Someone with unkempt, greasy-looking hair and a yellow raincoat hanging about them. The driver passed the figure, but stopped five hundred metres later, wondering out lout who the man was and whether he was hurt.
A friend of the driver sitting on the b
Character Bio: AvilaName: AvilaCharacter Bio: Avila5 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Occupation: Pokemon trainer
Birth: April 4
Family: He is the little brother of the trainer Hecbet
Age: 16 years old
Avila is member of the group of 5 pokemon trainers auto called “Pokemasters”, and he is more violent in battle compared to the other and because of it he can´t participate in competitions the only challenge that now can do is try to beat any of the 6 elites fours but like his teammates hadn´t choose a elite to challenge
Since he was a children had interest in be a pokemon trainer like his brother he was the last in join to the group of “pokemasters” due of his short age when he start his travel in johto when his brothers send him an egg that after 2 months caring of it, finally hatched he notice something amazing because it isn’t was a pokemon from johto it was from unova a little blue fox it was shiny zorua he called her kitsune, they train as hard as they can then
Death Battle Analysis - M. BisonDeath Battle Analysis - M. BisonDeath Battle Analysis - M. Bison5 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Background: While his full name is unknown, M. Bison stands at 5'11" (180 cm) and weighs 154 lbs (78 kg). Raised by gypsies, M. Bison is 59 years old. He is a dictator who trained in Soul Power. His fighting style is Shadaloo-ISM.
Psycho Power: M. Bison uses his soul as destructive energy, creating Psycho Power. Using only negative energies, this gives him telekinesis, flight, psychic brainwashing, teleportation, and soul transference. However, this is destructive to the users body.
Move Set: M. Bison possesses a Move Set of destructive moves, such as the Psycho Cannon, the Psycho Field, the Scissor Kick, the Head Stomp, the Somersault Skull Diver, the Bison Warp (a teleportation move), and the Psycho Crusher.
Final M. Bison: Also known as True Bison and Shin Bison, M. Bison accesses the full potential of his Psycho Power, becoming Final M. Bison, his strongest form. This has an Unlimited Super Meter in the game, has little physical improvement, has no
Death Battle Analysis - Shao KhanDeath Battle Analysis - Shao KahnDeath Battle Analysis - Shao Khan5 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Background: Standing at 7'2" (218 cm) and weighing 400 lbs (181 kg), Emperor Shao Kahn the Konquerer is the Emperor of Outworld. Over 10,000 years old, he is the former ambassador of the Elder Gods. His fighting styles include Tai Tzu (AKA traditional long fist) and Lui He (AKA six-combination boxing).
-Wrath Hammer: This hammer can be summoned from mid-air, is far larger than real mauls, requires superhuman strength to wield, and is sometimes used as a throwing weapon.
-Sword of Shao Kahn: This has only been seen in the crappy TV show
Sorcery: Shao Kahn's sorcery includes minor telekinesis, brainwashing, teleportation, can summon weapons, can create energy weapons, and has the power of soul manipulation.
Move Set: Shao Kahn's Move Set includes Charging Spikes, Upward Shoulder, Light Spear, Explosive Ball, Mystic Choke, the Emperor's Shield, Eye Beams, and the Soulnado.
Weaknesses: No known weaknesses
Best way to defeat: Using long ranged move
Death Battle Analysis - Lion-ODeath Battle Analysis - Lion-ODeath Battle Analysis - Lion-O5 days ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Background: Standing at 6'4" (1.9 m) and weighing 225 lbs (102 kg), Lion-O is the Lord of the Thundercats and is a Thunderian. After barely escaping the destruction of his home world, the Lord of Thundera sent 5 nobles to uphold the royal lineage on another world. But during the trip a capsule malfunction caused Lion-O to age from a child to an adult. So, his age is 13 but physically he is 23. He was trained by ThunderCat nobles and has command over all cats.
Abilities: Lion-O has all the abilities of a cat, such as Superhuman agility and senses. He also has enhanced senses. For example, while a human's nose has 5 million odor sensitive cells, a cat's has over 200 million. Humans can also only hear 20,000 kertz, whereas a cat can hear 100,000 hertz. He also has panoramic vision, is 6 times stronger than humans (proportionately), and his whiskers can scan for safety. He was also forced to mature on the battlefield, but is a quick learner.
Sword of Omens: T