Star WarsStar WarsStar Wars7 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 lakeSuicide9 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
My 1rst EVER Sonadow Story 83My 1rst EVER Sonadow Story 835 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is Sonadow/Sonic X Shadow!!!~ Krouge/Knuckles X Rouge, Silvamy/Silver X Amy, and Tails X Cream....DON'T LIKE DON'T READ!!!
Anyway Yo I'm Sonic, I suck at writing so please don't say it'z so bad It'z my 1rst try ok....Anyway Let'z get started.....
It's dark night in Metropolis, The stars are out and most stores are closed. A flash sparks by, and it ain't any normal flash, it's none other than the azure blue hedgehog we all know and love, Sonic~ He's headed off to a party at Club Rouge. A couple blocks away from the club Sonic runs into that orange 2-tailed fox, Tails.
Tails:"Sonic, your'e come'n to the party right?
Sonic:*sports his grin and zooms off*
Tails:"woah...I still can't belive he's THAT fast...." his hair blowing in the way Sonic ran.
-At The Party-
Most of the gang is there except Tails who's catchin up... XD
Amy's busy thinking of a way to 'impress' Sonic enough to become
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 Cry5 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
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 Mandalorian4 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
Mando GirlsMandalorian GirlsMando Girls4 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.
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
I'll Meet You ThereWhen the wind blowsI'll Meet You There6 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.
Dar'mandase Bal Te Resol'nareAs Mandalorians, we are bound to a code called the "Six Actions"(Resol'nare in Mando'a). These Six Actions keep us from being debased, murdering neanderthals, and gives us direction in our lives while pulling us together as a community. These Six Actions are:Dar'mandase Bal Te Resol'nare4 years ago in Settings More Like This
1)"I will defend myself and my family." Mandalorians have extreme love for family. The Family is the basic unit of Mandalorian culture. With this love, protection of Family becomes paramount. A Mandalorian must do all s/he can to protect his/her family. Also preservation of self is vitally important.
2)"All my children will be raised as Mandalorians." First of all, it is important for Mandalorians to get married and have children. Children carry on what their parents teach them. In order for the continuation of the Mandalorian culture, our lifestyle, and our values; it is very important to have children and teach them the ways of the Mandalorians and raise them to be Mandalorians.
3)"I will take pride in wear
Dal'ika.Cyar'ika.Dal'ika.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are my world,
My one and only.
You are what I live for,
My life, my love, my all.
Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum.
All my heart, all my soul,
They are yours forever.
Never thought I'd know this feeling
Especially so strong,
And there is not, and never will be
Anyone I'd rather share it with.
Mhi solus tome.
Every second we're together
Is a dream come true.
You know me better than I do
And fill the space that was my heart.
There's nowhere I've felt safer
Than wrapped up in your arms.
Mhi solus dar'tome.
Meeting online gave us such a strong bond,
I loved you before I saw your face.
A promise gift sent as we were forced apart.
Our marriage vows exchanged by text,
We're never apart, no matter the distance,
You're in my heart, my mind, my soul.
Mhi me'dinui an.
From a reputation as a fierce gaming team
To our innermost fears and secrets
We've shared everything about ourselves.
I've never had this kind of
STORY: Twilight Sky Over CanterlotSTORY: Twilight Sky Over Canterlot3 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.
On being punkOn being punk11 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.
Ayer's LullabyHush now HushAyer's Lullaby5 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
One last letterOne last letter3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Twilight Sparkle, my dearest acolyte,
I hope this long letter finds you in good health. You have expressed curiosity your whole life for the ancient secrets. I know much of what caught up with my sister and I from times long past has left you with many unanswered questions. You have also, as of late, been concerned about your age and that now, your years approaching three digits, leaves you little time left to learn.
That is something that has never ceased to astonish me about you. Your thirst for knowledge in whatever form it may come.
It is time now, in the time you have left, to understand why I kept the old knowledge from you. I have of course let slip certain details about the distant past. Your discovery of the book holding the tale of my sister's fall was no accident. I am no goddess, as you know. There were times when I thought no hope remained. When I had to remind you of the beautiful letters you wrote me to inspire in your heart the strength to rally your friends, the Embod
Goblin NamingGoblin Naming7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
First let me make some things quite clear before I go into this sorted description of a little goblin.
As a voluntary protector of the Labyrinth, certain tasks have been assigned to me. My most important task, aside from the daily partols around the far gate, is the Naming of Goblins. My assignment is probably far different from other protectors, as I don't see how it would be useful to be giving goblin's more than one name. I believe that they would find themselves terribly confused, one minute someone yelling at them, "Get out of the turnips Squeaker!" only to then to hear, "Bring back my underwear Agnes!" This confusion would probably lead to the goblin finding your best pillow and blowing his nose all over it. Not a pretty sight, I can attest, not to mention the smell. Goblin snot is quite ghastly.
As to naming itself, it can take a minute or years to give a goblin a proper name. I spend a good
29.12.08Poetry is losing your best friend29.12.086 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because you loved him too much.
Star Wars: Tale of PantsThe Pants MenaceStar Wars: Tale of Pants7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Padme: I ask you to help us No, I beg you to help us. We are your humble servants. Our fate is in your pants.
Qui-Gon Jinn: Don't center on your anxieties, Obi-Wan. Keep your pants here and now, where it belongs.
Obi-Wan: You were right about one thing, Master; the pants were short.
Obi-Wan: Why do I sense we've picked up another pathetic pants?
Obi-Wan: The pants is dangerous. They all sense it; why can't you?
Darth Maul: At last, we will reveal ourselves to the Jedi. At last, we will have our pants.
Palpatine: We are indebted to you for your bravery, Obi-Wan Kenobi. And you, young Skywalker; we will watch your pants with great interest.
Anakin: Now this is pants-racing!
Attack of the Pants
Count Dooku: It is obvious that this contest cannot be decided by our knowledge of the Force... but by our skills with a pants.
Obi-Wan: Be mindful of your pants, Anakin, they betray you.
Obi-Wan: Next time, try not to lose it, this pants is your life!
SheLast night, I lay in bed picking the snake-like, silvery memories of you from my mind with small tweezers. Every word exchanged, every lesson learned, every heartbeat felt, all came floating away.She4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I say I, and I mean she. Like when I say you, I mean he. But I am she, and you are he, so they/we fit these characters adequately.
I wondered how I would react to your face, once it had been cut from my recollection. I felt excitement at the prospect of passing you on the street, in blissful oblivion, as you became just another he.
But you were the one flaw in my plan. I was still wrapped around every membrane of yours, even as I cut you out of me, snake by snake. I would stay I, even as you became he.
How long would it take you to realise? Would you take advantage of it? Would you rebuild every memory for me? Would I do any better a second time round, with a complete absence of hindsight?
I kept wondering this until every snake had been cut out, and I didn't know what I was wondering anymore
MLP:FiM - and Forever TogetherMLP:FiM - and Forever Together3 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
Yullen 3 PL3.Yullen 3 PL4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Białowłosy leżał w łóżku nerwowo się kręcąc. Obudził się już jakieś pół godziny temu, ale jakoś nie mógł wstać. Nie po tym co się wczoraj wydarzyło. Oczywiście jak tylko się obudził zdał sobie sprawę, że jest całkiem sam. Kandę znów gdzieś wywiało. Nawet nie obudził się, gdy tamten wychodził.
- A z resztą o co mi do cholery chodzi? Niech idzie gdzie chce ten... ten cholerny egoista ! - wydusił z siebie jednym tchem Allen
Dzisiaj czuł się już lepiej. Po chorobie pozostał tylko nieznaczny ból głowy, dlatego chłopak postanowił wstać z łóżka. Powoli zmierzając do łazienki usłyszał, jak drzwi wejściowe zatrzaskują się z hukiem.
- Kanda? - spytał zdziwiony albinos.
Czarnowłosy bez słowa wszed
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
Extend your armsDark, shady eyes of death,Extend your arms6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
selling souls to hollow breaths.
Pressed hands draw the blood,
finished bodys stir the mud.
Piling, heaping, linking arms,
kept as if they once were charms.
choosing ones to their own taste,
ones that might fit their race.
Take my hand and pull me down,
but don't let me hit the ground.
All my happyness you may take,
all I want is to wake.
Path Of The 3 Younlings. Part2Path Of The 3 Younlings. Part23 years ago in Drama More Like This
The younglings drifted into space for hours. Not knowing where they were heading.
They were sat, in shock and in fear.
Makai: I thought the clones were good though? They are supposed to protect us.
Chase: Why would they attack Jedi?
Tai: Because they're clones! They don't think, they only follow orders. It's Palpatine! Only he controls them. He must have ordered them to kill us!
Makai: But why?
Tai: How am I supposed to know!
Chase: Anakin Skywalker is friends with Palpatine.
They all looked at each other. Although young, they were beginning to understand.
Makai: So was Master Anakin always evil?
Chase: Who knows? Why did he do that...How could he....
Chase started sobbing.
Tai: None of that! C'mon! We are Jedi!
Tai, although 10 years old, knew, as the oldest, he would have to take charge.
Tai stood up and started looking though the pod.
Tai: There must be an emergency power switch somewhere?
Tai saw a switch and flicked it.
The power came on but the lights kept dimming...