Twilight ParodyJust-before-Evening SagaTwilight Parody5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Book 1: Just before evening
Hi, i'm Ella Duck and i just moved to a little town called Spoons. I go to school and meet my one true love... Edmund Collin... but he hides a terrible secret... he is actually a Yeti escaped from the Himalayas.
My hair is so tangled that all the Yetis want to cut it off and make it into hair extensions. An evil Yetti called Jamez is going to track me down. What will i do?
Book 2: Blue moon
Suddenly Edmund leaves me and i am left alone. All alone... I shall now moan for 400 pages about it. Then i decide to kill myself so i meet this bloke called Yacob Darker-than-grey. Everything is fine until i find out he can turn into a Rabid chipmunk he is... A werechipmunk with a six pack... oh yes!
I decide to go disco dancing off a cliff, and nearly drown. Alicia, Edmund's sister thinks i am dead. She comes to see me and discovered... that i am not [but i sometimes wish i was, cause then i wouldn't have written two more books after
Vampire ---part 3---Aya watched him go, slowly walking after him. She could never understand why he paid attention to her, and neither did his friends. In their eye she was an outcast, she had been since she transferred there a few years previous. She dressed differently, she act differently, she ever wrote differently; yet those were all the reasons everyone embraced Kohel. He was different but everyone loved him for it, he was one of the most popular people at the school. And yet, he always found time to pay attention to her and make her feel wanted.Vampire ---part 3---8 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She walked unhurriedly into the school and down the hall as the bell rang. She was lost in her thoughts once more, ignoring the snickers and glares from people as she passed them. She walked into class and took her usual seat at the back of the class, absently drawing on her notebook. She dazed in and out of the lesson as the teacher went on talking at the front of the class. She waited silently as each second became a minute, slowly dragging by.
vampire --part 4--Aya quickly turned and headed down the street, not wanting to wait and see what might come out from the space behind her. She walked down the road into the 24-hour retro diner where she worked and changed into her uniform. She wore a skirt that was cut half way up her thigh and a blouse that flattered her figure.vampire --part 4--8 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She was different at work; she was more outgoing and friendly, more accepted. She actually liked work. It was the one thing in her uneventful tormented life that brought her happiness. She went around as normal, the trouble of her day melting away with each smile she passed out and received. She talked to costumers and waited the tables until the clock surrounded by neon bright lights in the corner chimed midnight.
Aya smiled at the few straggling customers before collecting her belongings and yelling good-bye to her boss. She walked out into the chilled night hair with her bag over her shoulder. She adjusted her uniform before breathing in the refreshing breeze that wafted pa
VampireShe awoke to the gentle patter of rain on her window panes as she turned over in bed. She yawned, looking at the dull red glowing numbers that stood out from the darkness.Vampire8 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“3:30,” she yawned once more, “For once it would be nice to sleep through the night…”
She got out of bed with a stretch and walked across her room to the window, looking out into the dark blurred night. She tiredly watched the small rain drops as they splashed and rolled down the window, but something caught her eye. She watched as a black figure detached itself from the darkness before disappearing again into the night.
“Must be a dog,” she mumbled sleepily to herself.
She turned around as she heard the floorboards creak from across the room. She felt a gentle pressure from behind her as a leather gloved hand covered her mouth before she had a chance to scream.
“Now, now beautiful, no loud noises,” a voice chuckled. It was deep yet soft, seductive yet it sent ch
vampire part 14Aya stood in front of her house, looking up at the brick building. It had only been a few days since she walked out that front door but it seemed like months. So much had happened in such a short space of time.vampire part 147 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“What’s the point of returning? They’ll just treat me as badly as before, just because I’ve changed doesn’t mean they have. Maybe I should just go back with Night,” she mumbled to herself, rooted to her spot on the sidewalk.
She began to walk up the small dirt path, remembering how she had made it the summer beforehand. She reached the door before changing her mind, “Maybe I’ll just look through the window…they may be happier without me,” she remembered all the times they had made her feel unwanted, unloved and unneeded; A few days couldn’t make a difference.
She looked through the window by the door which showed a view of a finely done living room. Her father sat in his favorite recliner next to the telephone, h
Ass-Creed: Compromise"Shaun?"Ass-Creed: Compromise5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Looking over the rim of his glasses, Shaun realised he couldn't see a thing. Pushing them back up his nose with his index finger, the dark blur morphed into Alex Mercer, who held out a cup of tea.
"I wanted to say I'm sorry." Alex sighed. "I've been a dick, and you and Desmond don't deserve what I've been putting you through. So, sorry."
Reaching out, Shaun took his cup of tea, smiling at the hot, brown liquid. "Thanks, Alex. I'm sorry I've been so self-absorbed too. I should really learn to share."
Alex raised an eyebrow. "What would you say if I asked for...a compromise?"
Shaun leaned forwards, suddenly interested. "I'm listening."
Opening the door to the office, Desmond sighed. It had taken him the better part of an hour to find Lucy and hand over the glyph database she had been hounding them for all week.
Closing the door behind him, Desmond let a frown pass his lips. The lights were off, plunging the office into darkness. He reached out for the lightswitch. "Shaun? A
AC: The ListTHE LIST (things I am not allowed to do in Assassin's Creed)AC: The List5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Not allowed to claim my own tower in San Gimignano and rename it 'La Torre of Defenestration'.
2. I am not, under any circumstances, allowed to punch random people in the streets ever again.
3. 'Ezio's been drinking' is a really poor excuse for that.
4. Likewise, tackling a bunch of courtesans just to see what color their undies are is not allowed any more.
5. Bards do not fall into this category: therefore stabbing, poisoning, punching, beating the hell out of them with their own instruments and injuring them in any kind of way is not only allowed, but favorable.
6. Still, I should not try to convince Lorenzo that it would be a great idea to pay up a humble reward to any citizen who does such a thing, as an act of greater good for the city.
7. Leonardo does not need any more bodies for his experiments, so piling dead guards (even bards) in his courtyard is really not necessary.
8. Running away after someone discove
Vampire part 20~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Vampire part 207 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
**Aya stretched as she turned over in bed, keeping her eyes closed against the gloom that filled her bedroom. The grey light filtered through the window, giving evidence to the rain that had be present outside only hours ago. The same rain that had masked the creature she had seen lurking in the backyard before it had melded from the shadows to hold her captive with a bite. Then there had been the second creature…tall, handsome and lean; what had he been called…Night?
She stretched again before sitting up, thinking back on the dream that had filled her mind all night with different images of vampires and creatures of darkness. It had seemed so real to her…she stood up, walking to the large oval mirror that hung above her dresser and studied her face carefully. Her brown eyes looked tired with a buried sadness that was deep inside. The look of sadness was tied to a secretive looked, as if her own conscience was holding back on her. She looke
Vampires - Section 2Vampires:Vampires - Section 27 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The Bloody Truth
What are they?
Weve all heard of these creatures. Theres almost no place where you can go without noticing some type of reference about them. There are top-selling books that have them, box office hits that star them, and weve attached the title to at least two animals. Obviously we must have an understanding of what they are, right? According to Websters American English Dictionary, the following is stated about this books topic:
vampire vam,pīr n 1 : legendary night-wandering dead body that sucks human blood 2 : bat that feeds on the blood of animals
Is it just me or does this definition seem somewhat insulting? It says that Vampires are legendary but beyond that it makes them sound no different from a leech. Perhaps Im just being overly sensitive about it. No matter, Ill establish
Vampire part 24Darrius laid in bed, tangled in blankets, shifting just as his eyes did, darting under their lids as he dreamed vivid harsh memories; he was in a chamber room filled with hundreds of people; music was playing loudly from a gothic band, the lights dimmed by the dying candles. It was the feeding hours of his people and those of the royal blood mixed with the crowed, picking their prey. The people were housed in the room all day long during the week for anyone who wished to feed from them. The poor people didn’t know better; they were brought to the castle on the edge of town, fed and clothed until the time came for them to be used as nourishment for the dark creatures, after all, that’s all humans were…feed.Vampire part 246 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A string of missing people and deaths always followed the parties as the rumors of vampires spread across every one’s lips across the country side. He watched as a number of wicked creatures found their prey quick, ones to fill their craving for a snack befor
I've turned the cornerI've turned the corner, I'm not looking backI've turned the corner6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All along I've followed the wrong map
I've let my heart break over such little things
Blowing them out of proportion it seems
Time to wake up and do what's right
Stop falling down and losing sight
Look in the mirror and try to like who I see
No more hating what's staring back at me
I can do this, I know I must
I owe it to my children not to turn to dust
Build back the structure and take back my life
No more failing myself and giving into strife
Let the winds blow and fires burn
I won't fall down, I refuse to return
To that horrid place that I fell into before
I'll raise up the drawbridge and close the door
I'm better then I think I am
I have to believe this, I know I can
I'll rise from the ashes of the weakened pyre
Like a Phoenix, I'll burn with inner fire
I'll regain my strength and awaken desire
No more shall I dwell in the darkened night
I'll step into the sun and right into the light
Sweet intentionsCradling your face in my handsSweet intentions6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Kissing your soft lips
Trailing my fingers across your neck
Whispering words of love
Slowly your lips caress mine
I'm drawn to your embrace
My heart singing a new song
Our fingers exploring the new terrain
Softly our hands do entwine
Our thoughts seem as one
Moving closer as we sway
Rhythmic attentions we play
Faster and slower our pace moves on
As we find our muse
No more holding back our silent wish
To never be torn away
Vampire --Part 6--He watched as she hungrily drank down the crimson liquid. She put the glass down and licked the remaining stream from her lips. She froze as the liquid passed over her tongue; the taste was so familiar. The sickening sweet taste flooded her mouth, mind and body.Vampire --Part 6--8 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“You…you gave me blood…” she said in horror. She stood up, backing away from Darrius. Why was she still here! Why was she having breakfast with people she didn’t know! “Is this some sick trick?” She looked at Night, the only familiar face she knew.
“Aya, its ok,” Night stepped forward, trying to tempt her back to her seat, “your body is changing, you’re a vampire now. You can’t live without the blood…” He looked at her with care and continued, “Please, come sit back down. If you don’t then your body will reject the blood,” he walked over to her and took her hand soothingly. She tore it from his grip and quickly stepped backw
Vampire--part 8--Aya awoke some time later, the front of her head feeling like it had been cracked open. She could feel a small trickle of blood running from her nose. She looked around, trying to get a bearing on her surroundings but her eyes refused to focus. She tried to get up but she felt the bite of restraints against her wrists and ankles growing tighter with every inch she tried to move. She gasped loudly as she felt a sharp pain in the palm of her right hand. She slowly moved her head, trying to focus her gaze towards her hand. Mr. White stood over her with a blade covered in blood; a deep slice lay across her palm.Vampire--part 8--8 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Don’t expect it to heal right away, this is a special hunter’s blade,” he said with a soft laugh, looking deep into her eyes as he licked the blood from the blade. She held his gaze and noticed that the red she had seen earlier in his aura was now burning in his eyes.
“Why are you doing this…?” Aya managed to whisper.
“I’m a h
This Is How My Life Goesthrashing, thrashing, thrashingThis Is How My Life Goes8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like in the pit of a concert, moshing.
slashing, slashing, slashing
like a blade against my skin, blood sloshing.
dying, dying, dying
like my life is gone, I'm crying.
they label me blessed
but they hate the way im dressed
black, black, black
the shade I wear on my clothes... attack!
shack, this shack,
the hell hole I live in... fight back!
killing, killing, killing
im taking others' lives, its thrilling!
so cold, so cold
my actions are never bold
and I can't do what im told
running, running, running
through these doors that are rejecting me... I'm so damn hateful
cunning, cunning, cunning
you trick me so easily... my fate is bull -- SHIT
locked, locked, locked
my heart away, emotions blocked.
suicidal, I'm suicidal
my life is a battle (and I can never win)
stopping all signs in me that are vital
bleeding, bleeding, bleeding
but I'll lay here on the floor
who cares anyways?
this poem isn't for your pleasure
or to make me better
Ass-Creed: IHOPWatching the street lights zoom past, Shaun yawned, moving his glasses to rub at his eyes. He glanced across to the driver's seat, where Desmond was driving.Ass-Creed: IHOP5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They'd been to pick up some supplies, in a small town where Abstergo hadn't quite taken over. Shaun had spent a good five minutes trying to find something to eat, before giving up, declaring the snacks 'unhealthy shit'.
Desmond glanced over at him. "Still hungry?"
"Fucking starved. I'd settle for anything about now." Shaun propped his elbow on his knee, his foot resting on the edge of his seat.
Desmond tapped a small rythmn on the steering wheel. "What about IHOP?"
"Huh?" Shaun blinked. "IHOP? Never been." He mumbled, rolling his eyes at the laugh.
"You're kidding me, you've been in America all this time and never had an IHOP meal?" Desmond glanced across, the laughter falling from his face. "You're serious?"
Shaun shrugged. "I, Shaun Hastings, have never had a meal at IHOP. God, you make it sound like a crime, Des."
Female Egyptian Names 1:AAFemale Egyptian Names 1:A7 years ago in Historical More Like This
Aat Great one
Aatsenut Eldest sister
Afrikaisi From the Egyptian Hills
Grim Reaper 2: Mehr AbazaName: Mehr AbazaGrim Reaper 2: Mehr Abaza3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Alias: (once) Allah
Date of Birth: June 27th, 1974
Date of Death: September 11th, 2001 (at 27)
Clothing: Traditional Hijab body cloak, mask as well is hidden.
History: Born and raised in Afghanistan her father was cruel and sexually abused her and her mother committed suicide due to Depression and fear of her Husband. On her 20th birthday she committed herself to Allah and became one of many wives of Osama. Hating the violence and many deaths she escaped to Europe and took a plane to America hoping to start a new life in Virginia. In 2001 she was on a plane to Washington D.C. and in an instant one of the hijackers recognized her but in a short time the plane crashed into the twin towers. She died a married woman and while bearing a child.
Description: she has only connection with the children who are still living, otherwise no other connections. She is a
Twilight My Way part oneI closed the book I was reading, Twilight, and looked out the window of the car. The forest was a rich green color and the dark grey sky added a gloom to, well everything. I inwardly moaned to myself, stupid dad making spend two years in this depressing hell hole. Oh, my name is Jamie Alexandra Darling Ernest and the only reason I came to this lonely bubble of nothing is because my dad thought I was spending way too much time in the wonderful city of New York so he sent me to this, this island off the coast of human population also know as Forks, Washington. You probably think I should be screaming my head off, but I'm not. Twilight's a FICTIONAL book so when I told my friends that and I wasn't going to look for Edward and Jacob and Miss Little Boring Best Thing Ever Happened to Me Was a Frickin' Vampire Bella they didn't talk to me for a frickin' week. I learned not to kill peoples sick dreams. The forest parted to reveal Nothing, well I guess that's the same as Forks. I caughtTwilight My Way part one5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The VampireCarries silhouette along the walls of the dark corridors in the library stretched and bent along with the flickering of the torches. She rubbed her arms absentmindedly despite the fact that the hot desert weather was making her sweat profusely. Right now, however, her cold sweat was making her shiver. The dust and sand stuck to her hair and skin and clothes, forcing her to scratch her arm or stomach or somewhere to get that uncomfortable chaffing feeling to go away.The Vampire8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The old Egyptian library had been discovered only a few weeks ago in the old ruins of an abandoned village about thirty miles off the booming city of Cairo. And in about two days a group of archeologists had been called off the site to go search for mummified remains in a recently-buried-but-newly-discovered pyramid.
And alas, Carrie was left to search through the remains of the library without help, and all the while refusing any from the few left behind to watch the site while she went in. Who knew, maybe she would
Chance EncounterThe sun began to set over Venice, Italy. Another day in the Renaissance ended, only to give birth to the Renaissance night. Lively chatter buzzed beneath as another party began to take life. Ezios target would not be inside another one of these parties. He would be hanging out on the edge of it, watching. These people didnt like to interact much with the Venetian crowd as much as they used to. Perhaps it was because they knew that their life was at risk?Chance Encounter6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The young assassin crept along the rooftops. His eyes were focused on observing the scene, calculating how quickly he could assassinate and get out without being caught. He stopped and tentatively looked over the edge into an alleyway. It was dark and empty. Perfect.
He leaped onto a nearby ledge and began to crawl downwards. The shadows covered him well, enveloping his descending form with black veils. Ezio let go of the ledge when he was only a few feet off the ground, landing with a thump. Thankfully, these Venetian gath
Malik Al Sayr: ShamblesI want the journals, Malik.Malik Al Sayr: Shambles6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I stared up from the book Id been reading with cold steel knot in my belly by the hour to see a ghost of a man standing in the doorway, leaning on the side with one shaking arm. The man was more scarecrow than human, the once vigorous frame racked with pain and wounds I could only imagine. And I had a share of my own too. The left arm still wanted acknowledgment of its ghostly existence. But the once empty place in my heart, where my brother had dwelt until his death, battered, sore, was now again filled. The walking corpse in the doorway to my chambers filled that void. It was Altair.
Out of a ravaged pale sunken face eyes gleamed like twin fires of the night watch, two black dots that sparkled with life where every other part of him was shrivelled. I heard the wheeze of his breathing, saw him lean and limp inside pulling the door closed behind him. Altair, once the man I hated above all for a few months. Now a month after the t