EndermanEnderman3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was a miner just like everyone...a simple miner that wanted diamonds, a nice home, and a pet wolf to defend me...I had it all and I was so happy...of course I saw that more joined. I liked this and had friends other than the cows and pigs. I enjoyed this untill someone came...it was a new player and I expected to help them around and give them housing. the problem is they never spoke...and always were following me and watching me...I felt needed so I gave them shelter in my home but they never ate, nor did they mine, they just followed me. one day I finally convinced him to stay home and he did with a nod. I had went out to get more food when I came back to a dead dog, my dog. I saw him stare at me and I got angry and punched him. he shrugged it off when I said sorry and we went on with me giving a grave to my dog. soon we began to communicate and I found he liked a lot of things I did. he started mining with me and fighting slowly. day by day we fought creepers and skeletons tog
FAP - Magic Trix Remade 2 After escaping from the giant ape ten minutes later, Trixie Tang stomped and growled at the displeasure of the events that occured so far. "What a day it's been! What with Hatters and giant apes and stables that keep me away from my tomato soup!" she clutched the wand in her hand and growled at it "And it's no thanks to this wand!"FAP - Magic Trix Remade 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
From a far, Trixie heard annoying music flowing from the Turner residence, where Tiimy was trying to get his father's attention.
"DAD! TURN OFF THE MUSIC! IT'S LOUD AND INCOHIRENT!"
"SORRY TIMMY!" His father replied "BUT I'M PLAYING MY MUSIC SO LOUD AND INCOHIRENT THAT I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
"Now, I'm getting a migraine..." Trixie moaned as she rubbed her temple with her fingers "one more shot" she raised the wand and made one more wish from it I wish Timmy's dad turned off his rackit!"
Meanwhile from a far, Mr. crocker was strolling down the sidewalk with a tuxedo and a top hat "Good thing I finally got a decent weekend job a
Dragon Age High: The Story Ch1Dragon Age High: The Story Ch13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bzzt! Bzzt! Bzzt!
Laira Hawke groaned as she rolled over and tapped the off button on her alarm clock. She stretched and literally rolled out of her bed, plopping on the floor. She sat there in a sleepy daze, staring off into space. She then proceeded to shake her head as a wet dog shakes itself to dry off. She hopped up and began her morning routine.
After showering, doing her hair and makeup, brushing her teeth, and about twenty minutes of picking out just the right outfit to wear, she was ready for her first day at her new high school. She walked down the staircase toward the kitchen where the rest of her family sat eating breakfast. The rest of my family except Bethany. She thought with tears in her eyes. She tried to keep her mind off of the events that had caused her sister's death and forced her family to move. There was no need to be upset on the first day of school.
As she entered the kitchen, she coul
I Don't Want To Lose YouTitle: I Don't Want To Lose YouI Don't Want To Lose You3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Game: Mass Effect 2
characters/pairing: MShep, Miranda
Disclaimer: I don't own mass effect
The dark had always scared Miranda. Not being able to see, it was the unknown that scared her when she was trapped in the dark. She always had a plan, she knew what she wanted and how to get it, the unknown scared her. She planned everything, analyzed everything. Yet for the first time in her life she had done something she had never expected to happen. She had fallen in love. She had fallen for Commander John Shepard, Savoir of the Citadel, Hero of Humanity. He was the most selfless, caring man she had ever met and she loved him but it scared her.
She had never been loved by anyone before or loved another. She had always been alone, isolated, careful to never get too close to people. She had never opened up to anyone, yet here she lay, staring at the ceiling of a room that most defiantly was not her own. It was Shepard's. She had spent all her n
Rehab for Roleplayers - Part 1Welcome to Rehab for Roleplayers, a series of articles aimed at helping roleplayers more successfully make the transition into writing fiction.Rehab for Roleplayers - Part 14 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Part One: Your Syntax Has Been Eaten A Grue
The term 'syntax' pertains to the rules of grammar and sentence construction in any given language.
I'm starting this series with a discussion of problematic syntax because passively constructed sentences and/or wrenched and unnatural sentence structure are the number one signpost which will identify a writer as having spent a lot of time in the RP world.
Wrenched or passive syntax is also the number one 'crime against fiction' committed by the average roleplayer while attempting to cross over into fiction writing.
I'll now explain the difference between the active and passive "voice" in sentences, and why active sentences are far more desirable in fiction.
An active sentence makes the subject of a sentence the focus of action. A passive sentence focuses instead on the verbs,
Just one bite..Just one bite...Just one bite..3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Such a delicious looking apple
She could smell the sweet fragrance from the short distance.
her small white hand cupped the bright red fruit.
Just one bite...
her ebony hair fell into her face
as she stared at her reflection in its shiny skin
Snow was quite hungry.
Just one bite...
her innocents blinds her
Trust is still very easy
for who would want to hurt one so fair?
Just one bite...
She takes a bite of the apple
the sticky juices drip from her lips
her red, red lips
Just one bite...
her vision becomes blurry
she feels faint, swaying almost
dizzily the room spins beneath her feet.
Just one bite...
her pale hand grasps the little chair
but she still tumbles downward
unconscious before she hits the floor
Just one bite...
her black hair splayed out
the apple rolls from her loosened grasp
Snow White's dark eye staring,yet unseeing.
Just one bite...
now eternal sleep
once so fair
now death will keep her.
Just one bite...
Camping Summer in ZionDraw my arm back in the tent light.Camping Summer in Zion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Draw scripture in the dirt with your finger.
I'll run your arm too, and read your words.
We came all the way to Zion because we're Mormons
in heat, scratching at air.
We need to feel like being alive, is the thing; like living,
like red dust in the rock layers burnt archaic deep,
like corn fields growing under rocks and sand.
I want to do all the things that trees do in the facility
of lapping bands of heat.
Let's be tree folk,
Let's list our dreams in canvas and carrion.
Let's let budding plants forget the sympathy of water.
Let's sing songs of salt in the old shallow sea basins
and pound the erosion back with our fists.
Let's climb the sunlight until the stink of our nights
concerns only the wind brushing pine into stalled 4x4s.
It's Zion and the summer is brush fires
of people with prayers. Let's tell the park ranger
we're doing our part and burning
everything we know.
Goth"Don't act goth" you yell at me.Goth10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"That's not the way you want to be"
But what if it is I think I like it.
I don't care even if you hate it.
I am who I am and I always will be.
I like the way I am. Why can't you see?
You think yellin will make it go away?
That only makes me want it to stay.
You think I am wrong and you are right.
You want me to change, to "see the light"
I will not do that I will not change.
My life is mine, not yours to rearange.
I love the dark and hate the light.
I don't care if it's wrong or right.
I hope one day that you will see
this isn't a phase. I'm being me.
You can hate me I really don't mind.
Just remember it isn't very kind.
You want me out of your life. Done.
But remember you are doing this, you are the one
who tried to change my life and me.
Tried to turn me into something I didn't want to be.
One day you'll look back and finally know
this was teh way I had to go.
MA- CotST Part 3MA- CotST Part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Case of the Stolen Time
So with the mood much more somber, the five fey snuck away to the mines and followed the winding tunnels up to the surface. Soon pitch blackness gave way to blinding light. When their eyes were able to adjust, the hills of Ireland appeared; a rolling blanket of green stretched out as far as the eye could see.
"Ahh," Fin sighed in contentment, "smell that fresh air an' feel that warm summer breeze."
The others inhaled the pleasant aroma too and took a moment to bask in the sun. The shady realm of Sidhe was so dank and dreary that it was easy to forget that a world so bright and rich in beauty was right above them. Here birds chirped, winds blew, and a skya real skyof endless blue welcomed them like an old friend at a long journey's end.
Quinn took notice of how high the sun had climbed and groaned. "Uh guys? Don't forget we're short on t
Sex Object Between her legs, lies something thatSex Object9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
every man seems to want.
A place where she should be able
to call her own, between her legs.
She feels that men only want her,
a true want, to have sex with her, and
The breasts she has, they gain
stares from men passing by, tripping
over themselves to find a chance to touch.
When will she stop being looked at,
as an object of sex? when will a man
see her as someone he may spend his
Her hips curve, and she doesnt
want your hands on them, if your
just going to touch her skin.
She wants a man to touch her soul,
not just touch her skin, and run his fingers
where they do not belong.
What made these men think, she
is just a sex object, a toy that could be
put on display, and taken whenever they
Between her legs, lies something that
every man seems to want.
Proud she is though, that she hasnt
given in, hasnt
The Black Legion, PreviewTHE BLACK LEGION.The Black Legion, Preview5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Long ago. This was during a time when Emperors were considered new. Secret organizations were completely unheard of. But someone had to fight against the damned ones, known only as the Vampires. Or something. Some would consider the black legion beyond human ability. Beyond this world. In all truth they were built of men and women that were kidnapped as babies. Only the strongest and healthiest babies were taken from there homes. Then until their sixteenth birthdays, they were not just trained, they were broken. They were twisted and pulled and pushed down until no emotion remained. Only duty. If they were to defeat the emotionless, they had to be emotionless.
Fast Forward 2000 years.
Vampires still exist, as do their counterparts, the black legion. They both hide in shadow and in secrecy, and fight their secret battles during the night. Obviously the black legion have developed new ways of destroying the damned, as have the vampires discovered new ways of running.
A Fairly OddInterviewThis is a interview I made up all by myself. Hope this makes you laugh.A Fairly OddInterview6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Interview with Cosmo and Anti-Cosmo~ Hey! Why arent I first?
1. So how old are you two?
Cosmo: Well I would say at least over nine thousand years old, err ugh I dont know.
Anti-Cosmo: Oh for Petes sake. Were the same age. Just ask the next question!
Cosmo: Whos Pete?
2. Do you have any secrets?
Cosmo: Ugh not really.
Anti-Cosmo: *Taps shoe* Tsk, tsk I have plenty, *throws hand around* but theyre not to be shared upon anyone including you miss. *pointing to me*
3. Have you ever killed anyone?
Cosmo: Eh that would be an awful thing to do.
Anti-Cosmo: Why of course I have. Im just impolite compared to my other-half.
Cosmo: *puts hands on hips* Excuse me!? Im right
Tintin profileTintin profile2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Date of birth: 10th January 1929
Zodiac sign: Capricorn
He likes: cameras, discover large scoops, his doggy Milou.
He hates: criminals, drugs, smoke and alcohol drinks (He wishes who the captain stop drinking)
A World Without Bert Raccoon 2THE EVERGREEN CHRONICLESA World Without Bert Raccoon 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Raccoons © Evergreen Raccoons Marketing Inc
Super Snooper @ Hanna-Barbera
Harriet Snooper, Alphonse Snooper, Jenny Snooper, Angel Snooper, Farrell Labrador, Harry Shorthair, Thomas and Mary Labrador, Ellen Shorthair, E.T.C @ Me
Alicia, Melanie & Zoza © Alicia Martin
Stephen Fox @ Sricketts14381
Valentina Vixen @ CartoonprincessML
Hillary Hyena and Ronald Smutt Jr. @ Jose-Ramiro
Rita and Runt Smutt @ Warner Bros.
Michelle Raccoon © Michelleraccoon
Angelia took Bert to the alternate future. Once they arrived, Bert noticed something different about the Evergreen Forest--all the trees were cut down, and in their place were tall buildings, roads, and factories. It looked more like a big city than the forest he knew and loved. Angelia said, "Take a look down there, Bert. What do you see?"
"The Evergreen Forest," replied Bert. "Only that it's not a forest any more."
"Correct. Long ago, you banded together with Ralph and Melissa
Watch Closely IWatch Closely I2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Batman: Arkham Island/City fanfic by SouthernImagineer/ecto1B
Sanity is very rare: every man almost, and every woman, has a dash of madness. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
The phenomenon was paradoxical, in a sense. He was on the qui vive as he made his way down the apparently vacant street, with his eyes snapping at every indication of movement, with fingers delving deeper into his pants pockets, with lips curling, teeth nibbling at available skin. Yet, he felt no fear, for internally, he was rather sanguine; the outward, cowardly nebbish he presented to incoming strangers was false, and rightly so (the behavior coincidentally mimicked Jervis Tetch; he made no motion to acknowledge the impulsive correlation). How on earth could he let himself become paralyzed by the intimidation of others? The figures he spotted quaking in nearby alleywaysthey knew who he was, no doubtwould do him no harm, so long as he kept on his way. He was head
WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL CH 2, pt 1WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL CH 2, pt 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
The lights were low in the central control room of the Watchtower and when the doors slid shut behind Wonder Woman she did not stray more than a step or two from them as her eyes found that one lonely figure sitting at the main console. A familiar creeping began in her stomach and she drew a calming breath. She feared almost nothing, but this was a conversation she had hidden from for almost two decades. Finally striding forward, her steps were as confident as she could manage and she was able to control the shaking of her knees very well. It was not a long walk, but it sure seemed to take forever.
Finally reaching the occupied chair, she grasped it with one hand, the console with the other as she looked to the large view screen that was right in front of the man who worked the controls. Silence thickened the air around them and the tension mounted.
"Quiet night?" she finally fo
a look at aspergersDon't call mea look at aspergers3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that Apsie I
don't like it
You're making it
sound like I
don't understand anything
an arpeggio I
am not broken!
I am dissonant
the odd one
out of all
patterns to form
and to break
walk a certain
way so I
never fall on
myself like always
keep three bags
because I can't
seem to remember
where I put
things in one
three three three
I don't like
any other number
just a three
will be enough
for me to
at least handle
...maybe three isn't so
good. Four seems so
much better than a
pesky three pattern that
I have always had
Three is always a
crowd. No crowds for
me, not ever just
blend in and allow
others to look over
poor old me though...
I am not so poor.
I do not follow crowds.
The Pomegranate SeedsThe Greek Olympians were always famous for their myths from the scandalous love affairs of Aphrodite and Zeus to the inferno vengeful rages of Hera and Artemis, however no tale is greater nor more intriguing than the tale of Hades and Persephone.The Pomegranate Seeds2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hades, the shadowy Lord of the Underworld was never a social god, neither was he a god who enjoyed the warm golden rays of the sunlight and the melodic sounds of laughter and cheer. Granted this could be due to the fact that after he and his brothers drew lots to see who would rule which domain he was settled with the Underworld after which he rarely took absence due to looking after the deceased and the happenings of Tartarus and the Elysian fields.
Spending many millennia ruling the Underworld with only the company of Cerbus, his three-headed guard dog, Hades began to grow lonely before falling into a depression he was in need of company, someone to talk to or to love perhaps?
Deciding that he had enough of brooding for one day the sha
Ulimate-man ULIMATE MANUlimate-man3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
At an island on stormy night, groups of soldiers scatter to find an ex soldier of theirs, an escapes scientist and a little boy somewhere on the island. In a cave in the middle of the jungle arena, a timid scientist sitting a rock, wearing a green raincoat. While the ex soldier, sitting in a jeep, folding his arm, wearing a green raincoat with the hood coving his eyes. And a 10 year old boy, also wearing a man size raincoat that covers his face, sleeping on the back seat of the keep. "Okay, how are we gonna tak
Miranda Lawson-I'll See You?Miranda Lawson-I'll See You?4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The human larva Reaper apparently wasn't going down without a fight. Its eye glowing I ducked for cover. Then Harbinger arrived. I stood up immediately and my shield flickered and dissipated. I cursed and continued firing, providing covering fire for Shepard's turian friend. "Damn shield", I muttered quietly.
Finally, my shield was slowly recharging but a stinging pain hit me. I gulped and my black hair swooshed in front of me. Unconsciously my hand covered the wound. I bit my lip in pain and looked up to see Shepard staring at me. "It's fine Commander. It's fine..." Shepard gave me a small smile that said more than it meant. I sli
Tale of the Black Lion (By Varric)The Tale of the Black LionTale of the Black Lion (By Varric)2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Told by Varric and others......
Varric: Well the story goes like this.....long ago, there was a........
Syren: What's the story called?
Varric: *sigh* The Black Lion.
Merrill: What's a lion Varric? I've never heard of such a thing before.
Varric: Can we focus back on the story, please? Now....where was I? Oh yes. There was a brilliant artist, whose work was known throughout the land.
Alex Shepard: Is this gonna be a long story? I have a galaxy to save.
*Miri punches her on the arm*
Alex: Ouch! What was that for?
Miranda: *glares at Alex* Shut up and listen.
Isabela: Oh kitten, just give up. You cant argue with her when she is like that.
Aya: Shush! I'm trying to listen to the story Auntie Cira!
Varric: Any more interruptions? No? Good. Now then......he was known for his feats of storytelling, and his amazing works of art. Even the empress of Orlais took notice of his paintings. She asked him to.......
Reqiuem of Misfortune_1REQIUEM of MISFORTUNEReqiuem of Misfortune_15 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Written by: Melissa Danielle
Genre: Mystery/ Drama (and a lot of it)!
Pairings: *shonen-ai*(Anti-Cosmo, Timmy) ~*strong yaoi*(Timmy, Delano Cosmo)
Warnings: Character Death and Explicit Yaoi!
~A continuation to: Badluck for my Valentine
Songs that inspired the story:
1. Slipknot- Dead Memories
2. Stabbing Westward- Save Yourself
Timmys Journal :
Its been five months since I last saw Anti-Cosmo- My
mystery lover. I still remembered what happened 5 months ago-
detail by detail. But unfortunately, there are some things I cant
say; nor write. A fear that I might get screwed if I even wrote
what happened that night- that day. Its something I will never
forget (while Im under this curse I cannot speak)! No one
should know- for I could lose them Forever.
Sometimes, I dont know why I even write in this thing. An
impulce may be ? Whocares! If I want to write in it, I WILL!