Star WarsStar WarsStar Wars8 years ago in Humor More Like This
A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away
My poem begins; itll be worth your stay
A war is being fought somewhere out in the sky
Its the Almighty Dark Side vs. the powerful Jedi
Lightsabers of your any desire
Green, red, blue, itll all match your attire
Anyone could be a Jedi; I can make a whole list
Mandalorians, Wookies, and whatever Yoda is
And of course, if you dont wanna be in the war of space
You can settle down, and watch a podracer race
Its been going on, for many generations
Oh the joy of leaving the ground, that wonderful sensation
But beware the droids and the evil clones
Theyll shoot you, kill you, and break all your bones
And try not to mess with the Dark Sith
He aint no story, he aint no myth
And you better watch out for Lord Vader
In this galaxy world, hes the administrator
But if you happen to meet R2-D2 or C3PO
Think of little Skywalker, that cute boy you used to know
May the force be with you, an
SuicideI opened the door to a blood red lakeSuicide10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to scared to move I began to shake
There you were just lying there
A cold blunt face, cold hard stare
You're lips began to move once more
As I ran out of that chilly door
I yelled for someone to help me please
I yelled but I did not succeed
By the time I'de arrived back by your side
You had gone ahead and shut your eyes
The paramedics tried as hard as they could
to revive you but it was just no good
I held you as tight as tight can be
I held you 'til all life left me
light turned to dark infront of my eyes
and took all the goodness from my sight
like a child I held the knife to my wrist
Like you had done without a twitch
Then there you were at my door
Smiling like you did before
Interview With a MandalorianI would have liked to have said I was gently awakened by a soft tapping on my window pane.Interview With a Mandalorian5 years ago in Humor More Like This
Actually, I was rather abruptly shaken out of sleep by a hand on my shoulder and a low, masculine voice. At first I thought it was my dad, even though he never wakes me up unless there's an emergency, or if something crazy happened on the news. But then I heard the accent, my eyes snapped open, and I found myself staring at a T-visor helmet.
"Light sleeper," the voice behind the helmet commented to me as I laid there in shock, eyes wide as saucers, scarcely able to believe what I was seeing. A Mandalorian, in full armor, had somehow managed to squeeze himself underneath my sister's bunk and was leaning over me, regarding me curiously. A less sensible person would have screamed, but I pride myself on being sensible. Besides, the sound would have awakened my sisters and quite possibly my parents, and that was the last thing I needed in this situation: the involvement of my family. So instead, I jus
Ayer's LullabyHush now HushAyer's Lullaby6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Please don't cry
Tears will drown
Wipe your eyes
And rest your head
You'll soon be rid
Of all that's said
Dream with me
Above the sky
Run with wolves
And say goodbye
Relax your head
Look with me
We'll soon be in
You'll soon relax
Close those eyes
Walk off your path
And dream of me
You'll soon forget
That you're not free
Now when you wake
I'll be right here
Take hold of dreams
For I'll bring fear
Hush now hush
Save those tears
For tears you'll need
To ease your fear
Vader resignsVader resigns over Stormtrooper recruitment fiascoVader resigns7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DEATH STAR II, - Darth Vader, feared servant of the Sith and ruler of the Galactic Empire, heeded the numerous calls this week from leading members of his Death Star supreme cabinet and resigned this morning following a series of administrative catastrophes that have left the reputation of the Empires dreaded Stormtrooper regiments in tatters.
I can no longer maintain my position whilst competence and efficiency remain in our respected Stormtrooper units, a broken and demoralised Vader claimed during a press conference whilst orbiting the planet Endor last night, it will take a miracle to restore the traditional values of cowardice, poor marksmanship and dying that have established our Stormtrooper legions as not only the most feared, but also the most hilarious forces for evil in the galaxy.
Fears were first raised about the apparent degradation of recruitment standards last month, when un
Mission Impossible Chapt. 1Mission Impossible Chapt. 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Silla, you've got to remember!" The almost familiar voice was urgent...
"Ok, here's the plan." Silla turned to her team, Anakin, Rex, and Ahsoka sat and stood at various places in the meeting room.
"As you know I was given permission to chose my team for my mission, after reviewing the plan I figured you three would make the best team. Our mission is to recover the missing battle plans and find evidence to arrest the Tobar brothers. Who we believe have had connections with the Separatists. I have already given you your individual missions. Do you have any updates?"
"I found more information on Jaclyn," Ahsoka shifted her position "I've memorized her personal habits and a few phrases. I also memorized and practiced the song you gave me."
"Great job Ahsoka, I'm sure the club will accept you."
Ahsoka smiled "Thanks, I tried my best."
"To insure the plan runs as smoothly as possible Anakin Ahsoka and I will have to where these, at least while out of the headquarter
A Mandalorian Wanted to CryThen, for the first time , grasping that for every man, and himself, too, there was nothing in store but suffering, death, and forgetfulness, he had made up his mind that life was impossible like that, and that he either must either interpret life so that it would not present itself to him as the evil jest of some devil, or shoot himself.A Mandalorian Wanted to Cry6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
A Mandalorian wanted to cry, but he was afraid he had forgotten how.
Tears were weakness, tears weathered flesh like battles. Now when he craved erosion, he had forgotten how to cry. The unreleased tears were stone in his chest, dragging him under with the sound of dry thunder.
The lightsaber rested in his hand as solid as his longings and heavy as his grief. It was cold and lifeless against his bare palm, colder still as he shifted it to his gauntlet. He had never thought it possible for something so small to weigh him down so much.
Darman wanted to cry, but he had forgotten how.
The vastness of the blue sky stretched abo
The Art of StalkingThe Art of Stalking4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rainbow Dash was being hunted.
She stepped through the forest, head low, trying to keep her hoofsteps as quiet as possible. It was difficult, she was never really one for stealth, the patience required not being her strong point. Her brightly coloured mane certainly didn't help either.
Don't worry Dash, you'll be fine, because you're totally awesome, and awesome ponies always triumph in the end. Smirking with newfound determination, she lifted her head a bit, continuing forward...
...and stepped on a twig, breaking it in half.
She could swear the dry snap echoed for miles.
A sudden beating of wings made Dash curse inside her head and quickly fly forward, dropping any pretense of stealth. Zig-zagging between trees, she dared not look behind at her pursuer, worried that the moment of hesitation would be all she needed to catch up.
The edge of the woods came into view and Dash let out a cry of triumph, certain she was finally home free. Her cry shifted from triumph to terror when h
On being punkOn being punk12 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
It's so controversial. You are but you aren't. What is it really about?
There is no uniform. No music you have to listen to, no hairstyle you need to have. You have what you want. You are what you want. You express yourself differently than everyone else, for one reason. You're not afraid.
This so-called subculture is so much the rules designed by adults who don't understand. They think that it's a way of getting attention, a way of masking insecurities. But they're wrong. Sometimes you don't want attention. You just want to be free to be yourself.
But not everyone can be punk. Putting on a tie and spiked bracelets and singing a song about "Sk8tr bois" doesn't make you punk. Everyone seems to want to be a punk today, that's the problem. They're so ready to label themselves as something that they know nothing about, and throw out the label in a few months when the next big thing comes along.
How are you punk? You just are.
STORY: Twilight Sky Over CanterlotSTORY: Twilight Sky Over Canterlot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight Sky Over Canterlot
I woke up with my muzzle pressed tight against the rough cast of a blue plastered wall, and for a moment, I was sure I was still dreaming.
Nopony. Just the blue wall and me.
Yes, I remembered, that's right, I'm not dreaming, as my eyes adjusted and the features of my old dorm room at Canterlot U slowly slid back into place. I'm not dreaming, I'm back here again. I shuffled around in the bed. I'd kicked the sheets off in the night and they lay in a heap on the floor right where Spike's little basket used to sit. He used to hate when I'd do that! Hehe.
My attention shifted to the very foot of the bed, where I contemplated the unfamiliar sight of my old window. I gently moved some books off the sill and unlatched the window with my mouth.
EyesDrawn into the magicEyes6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
my soul flew into yours
or was it perhaps that
yours flew into mine?
I cannot know
I cannot understand
how it happend, or even when...
living in the moment
is consuming me,
letting me drown
I can no longer breathe
for every breath I take
is no longer mine alone,
souls touching souls
how can it be?
That I do not understand
why those magic eyes
are just like a drill...
driven into my heart
Let It Go (Celestia parody)Let It Go (Celestia parody)1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The moon glows white on the kingdom tonight
Not a sound to be heard
My feeling of isolation
Since my sister demurred
The memories buzzing around
my broken heart inside
They always turned away,
never noticed she tried
Don't let them in, don't let them see
Be that strong mare they wanted you to be
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
'cause it will show
Let it go, let it go!
The dawn must ascend soon
Let it go! Let it go!
Only me who can lower the moon
I must care
for night and day
Let the day settle on
the moon for now must pass away
It's painful how these habits
made everything so hard
But now that she's up there,
These ponies are under my guard
It's time to see what I must do
to use my magic and make through
No dark, no cold, no fear for them
Let it go, let it go!
I am one with the dawn and sky!
Let it go, let it go!
They must never see me cry!
Here I stand, and here I stay
Let the light settle on
My magic whirls from the ground into the sky
my memories fading so I can de
Mando GirlsMandalorian GirlsMando Girls5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Made of blasters and dirt.
Never cry when they're hurt.
Always use their heads.
Clever and cunning.
Their looks? Simply stunning.
Could easily kick your shebs.
I'll Meet You ThereWhen the wind blowsI'll Meet You There7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I can hear you calling my name
When the sun shines
I see your smile
Oh won't you please
Come back to me
I can still see you
Sittin' in your chair
I can hear you laughter
Just like you're still there
I see you wave at me
Between the picture frames
How could you leave me this way?
And when the wind blows
It sings a mournful song
When the sun shines
It feels darker than night
Oh won't you please
Come back to me
I can still see you
Lyin' in our bed
I can hear you cryin'
Cuz you just can't be dead
I wanna hold you
Hold you in my arms
Why did you leave me alone?
Cuz when the wind blows
I can hear you calling my name
When the sun shines, I see your smile
Don't you worry
I'll be with you soon
I'll meet you there
I'll meet you there.
Sanz89's B-Day FicDisclaimer: D.Gray-Man belongs to Hoshino Katsura!Sanz89's B-Day Fic8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was not of Kanda's character to be perceptive of matters outside the battlefield. Yet he could not help but notice the strange quirks of Allen's behaviour, or Lavi's occasional bursts of snorting laughter. Lenalee, much to Kanda's horror had learnt to smile secretly which looked exactly like how Komui smiles when he's up to no good.
Komui was not that far off either, having worn the I-know-something-you-don't smile every time Kanda was around. Everything, to Kanda's chagrin had begun recently, which meant something most possibly unpleasant was going to happen soon.
The first time he noticed it all was when Komui and Lenalee were going around taking people's body measurements.
"Kanda, wait for a moment!" Lenalee called out to the disgruntled male exorcist who was very well on his way to the training area. "What is it?" Kanda demanded. "Just stay still for a minute. I need to take your measurement," Lenalee ans
MLP:FiM - and Forever TogetherMLP:FiM - and Forever Together4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a cold and windy day of autumn, colder than the weather ponies had predicted, but the sun was high in the sky and warmed the ponies from its glow. Like everyday, ponies tended to their tasks. Some enjoyed the coolness of the breeze while reading a delightful book, some worked hard to buck the very last apples off the branches before the freeze, and others were tucked inside sipping some warm cocoa. Like everyday, ponies had their ups and downs; a humongous party for a loved granny, a foal tripping on a rock calling for her mommy. Each and every pony concerned by the events of their daily life.
It had been a full month since her the local mailmare had taken a day off, the very first she ever took one would tell you. None had ever known the true reason for it, nor would anypony ever know for sure. All of them were glad of course when she would return and deliver again the letters and precious packages, the day right after. Only a single day had passed but it was enough for many to
TFA: SS: The Princess and the BeeStartron's SagaTFA: SS: The Princess and the Bee6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
by Tavalya Ra
Summary: A series of drabbles chronicling the semi-controlled chaos and unwanted hilarity that ensues when Megatron and Starscream incidentally spawn. AU - "Sari, No One's Home" and everything afterward never happened.
Warnings: MPreg, slash, violence, and carjacking.
Disclaimer and Acknowledgements: Transformers Animated is owned by Hasbro, who probably doesnt care what I do as long as I keep buying their toys, and by Cartoon Network. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. Startrons spark belongs to me, but her design is the work of FalCatrecon.
Notes: This is serious business. You should take it as seriously as I abundantly do.
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The Princess and the Bee
Terror driving the pounding of his pistons, Bumblebee zoomed into Autobot headquarters with his siren blaring. His tires screeched as he came to a sudden, jerking halt. Then he flipped his parts into robot mod
For Want of a ToyRaven tugged the collar of her cloak higher up, her neck and the base of her chin vanishing in a pool of material. Her hood gave a little more with the new leverage and she let it fall over her face, the slack folds covering her features more than usual. Now, more than ever, she realised just how far out of her comfort zone she was. Cautiously, the teenager cast a glance to her side, watching people shift aimlessly through aisles in the distance. She let out a breath she had been holding in satisfaction, realising she had some means of privacy. Through the safe confines of her hood, she turned back to shelving unit in front of her.For Want of a Toy10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was filled to the brim with the various plaything that were 'all the rage' these days. Blister packs on cards that hung on display hooks. Boxes with window's that showed off their plastic cargo. Crumpled, papery tickets that poked out from behind the clear display strip. A cluttered mess on the bottom shelf from where children and picked up things and put
Hero - Chapter 1Cash admitted to not liking Ben Tennyson the little prick was way too self-righteous and his hero attitude had sickened Cash ever since the second grade. Ben would always be trying to help people out even if he was just being an annoyance by doing so. And something about that bugged Cash. And for a long time, he couldnt put a finger on it. So he decided to put many fingers, curled into a fist, onto Bens arms and face instead.Hero - Chapter 17 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Whenever Ben stood up for the weakling in class, or tried to save another bullying victim, Cash only got more and more annoyed. Being a hero was pointless. It wasnt like in cartoons, where heroes always prosper and the bad guys get whats coming to them. Being a hero took hard work and rarely produced any results. That was it being a hero took effort. Pointless effort, as far as Cash was concerned.
OTO VS AKATSUKI part 11Its over, Itachi muttered, pulling his knees up to his chin in the easy chair.OTO VS AKATSUKI part 117 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Dont be so pessimistic, Sasori ordered, looking across the room at the weasel.
Hes right, Zetsu said, helping to bandage the still-bleeding zealot. Most of Hidans wounds appeared to be superficial, and nothing seemed to be broken, but the Jashinist would have several lovely cuts and bruises decorating his body for the next few weeks. Were finished.
Stop saying that, Konan demanded. Were not going down. We just need to-
Give it a rest Konan! Kakuzu yelled, startling the female. Look around you! Deidaras off at some boarding school, we dont know where the hell Kisame and Tobi are, Hidans been beaten to a pulp, and you and Pein dont have a fucking clue what to do next! Meanwhile, Otogakure is barely lifting a finger to rip us apart, and we still have almost
AKATSUKI ON THE RUN part 2The Akatsuki members were surprised when Pein stopped late in the afternoon near a wooded campground. "Erm, Pein " Kisame began.AKATSUKI ON THE RUN part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"What?" the afore-mentioned male asked as he shut of the van's engine and pocketed the keys.
"Why are we stopping when we just stated that we are on the run from cops, and need to keep moving?"
"Because I'm tired and the only one of us with a driver's license, so we have to stop. And no, one of you can't take over 'just for a little while', because the last thing we need right now are more charges against us." With that, the ginger crawled into the back of the van and proceeded to curl up in the corner, presumably to get some sleep.
" So, what are we supposed to do now, un?" Deidara inquired.
"Konan is going to run to the store we passed at the entrance to the camp site and see about getting some dresses for you and Itachi."
"Ok, that's-wait, what did you say?!"
"How did I get roped into this!?" Itachi demanded from his place on Kisame's lap. It was
Warriors: The Echo Of Loss 007Warriors: The Echo Of Loss 0075 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Echo of Loss
"Chapter Seven: Meekpaw"
Shells were woven in the reeds around the entrance of the apprentices den, and marking the area around the nest areas were sparkling rocks. Meekkit found out about the rocks when he awoke the next morning to a sharp stone digging into his belly. He rolled off of it with a grunt, examining his sore belly to make sure he wasnt injured in any way.
"Morning, Meekkit, how are you?" Heavypaws voice was light and cheerful as always. She rolled over onto her belly and stretched with a tremendous yawn.
"Fine Adderpaw accepted my apology last night."
Her whiskers twitched, "Hes not a bad guy, you know."
"Well, you havent given any of Thornears kits the time of day "
Meekkit huffed, it was true. These were the cats he would one day have to fight along side, hunt with, trust with his very life and hed made no effort to befriend any of them. "Ill have to fix that."
"I just dont think its right to hurt their feelings like that," sh
Warriors: The Echo of Loss 005Warriors: The Echo of Loss 0055 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Echo of Loss
"Chapter Five: Punishment and Reward"
His neck hurt. Spiderwebs bound the wounds, but the dried blood was still on his fur. Despite the pain despite his sore guilt and shame, he did his best to stand tall before the pacing leader.
"Why? Why did you attack Adderpaw? I know that was not kit play you were attempting, you viciously attacked a clan mate." The leader didnt know what good it would do to interrogate the kit as he had never spoken to anyone but Heavypaw. Meekkit would probably be surprised if Coldstar were to reveal that he knew.
At least he would understand his reprimanding.
"I dont think you understand," he snarled, "Youre not even an apprentice and youve broken the Warrior code!" He rounded on the tabby, bearing down on him, "I had had plans to make you an apprentice tomorrow at sunhigh. Nettletail ad Honeyripple have told me of your progress, and I thought you were finally ready to begin warrior training, but since you can not even respect even the mo