Path Of The 3 Younlings. Part2Path Of The 3 Younlings. Part24 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...
El mentiroso-Cap 1El mentiroso-Cap 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Madrid, 30 de Junio de 3030
Cierro el cuaderno en el que estoy escribiendo. Hace días que empecé un diario. Respiro con profundidad y miro el cielo. No veo nada nuevo y no me gusta, me aburro. Estoy sentada en el banco de Aldrich. Recuerdo cuando era más pequeña y hablaba con él. El tiempo pasaba rápido escuchándole.
John era una persona extraña, pero a mí me caía bien. Llevo dos años intentando investigar sobre quién era en realidad, pero parece haberse esfumado en la nada. Nadie le recuerda, no hay ningún escrito sobré él, ningún archivo informático. Ningún periódico, nada. Su casa fue derruida y todo rastro de su existencia, borrado. Fue como si las mentes de las personas hubiesen sido formateadas como a un ordenador.
Es como si nunca hubiese existido. ¿Soy yo la única que le recuerda?
Por supuesto, menos encuentro sobre su supuesta máquina del tiempo.
Tiempo heladoTiempo helado3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deja que el tiempo se pare
que las manecillas se hielen
que los segundos no pasen
y el momento se congele.
Deja que en el aire quede
el copo, que no se agarre
al alféizar, sino que vuele,
que quede en medio del aire.
Deja que la lluvia no choque,
que no chapotee al instante,
que ni siquiera llegue al roce
del asfalto negro azabache.
El tiempo para, ya no corre.
Las agujas de plata brillante
se han detenido, como torres
erguidas quietas en el paisaje.
El tiempo se ha parado.
La nieve, congelado.
Y solo dos sabemos
qué ha pasado.
5 de Febrero del 2012
Cristina Monreal Fernández
Never LoverNever Lover5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What life brings upon us,
All those challenges in our lives,
So challenging for a normal being,
So impossible for a Jedi.
Yet I still love him.
He's grown up around it,
And so have I.
For all the things
I've never asked,
We should not, we're Jedi.
But I want his love.
Don't say. Don't whisper.
But I can't deny my feelings,
So Obi-Wan my never lover,
I love you...but I can't say it.
RinXBonSuguro "Bon" Ryuji & Rin okumuraRinXBon3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Boy & Boy romance. You've been warned.
"You know you need the help. It's nothing super hard but you just need someone there to help you memorize. Ryuji, help Rin study tonight." Yukio asked while furiously trying to teach us something. Rin sighed and glanced behind him at the boy. Bon grumbled what sounded like 'I'm gonna kill '
Rin banged his head on the desk. "Yukioooo," Ignoring Rin's complaints, he went on to talk about different kinds of metal that expel demons for a few minutes, and then dismissed class.
"Why can't you help me study tonight, Yukio?" The demon asked his brother while gathering his books. Yukio sighed and turned away from some papers he was hastily stashing into his briefcase.
"I've told you four times now, I have a meeting. We're going over important things I must be there for. See you tomorrow in class. You better not expect me to wake you up," He pulled back his sleeve and looked at his durable cheap little watch tha
Just A BoyJust A Boy5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Around me is my life,
My people who have followed me.
I acted as queen
Confronted by the boy who is now my guardian.
The years have changed him
From slaveboy to padawan,
From child to young man
And now I find myself attracted.
Is that so wrong?
Isn't attachment forbidden for us both?
Maybe I should be myself for once
And not Senator Amidala from Naboo.
Dare I relax like the birds on the lake?
He is near me. Watching me.
He's still just a boy
He doesn't understand.
Hardenshipping - Comfort((This is 2 years after the events of Kyogre in Alpha Sapphire. Both team Magma and Aqua have been disbanded but Maxie and Archie (and probably many other people from the teams) have still kept in touch and after a year and a half after the events of Kyogre, Archie was kicked out onto the streets due to not having a job and drinking issues. Taking pity on him, Maxie decided to help him out and now they both live in the same house. It's near Mt. Chimney but has a view of the sea to Archie's liking.))Hardenshipping - Comfort5 months ago in Romance More Like This
Rain poured down on the roof of the house, the heavy noise just a gentle drumming from inside. Archie stood on the balcony, water soaking his wild brown hair as he stared out at the sea. It had been 2 years since he had awoken the wrath of Kyogre on the world, 2 years since a child, a mere child, saved them all from destruction. It had been 2 years, yet he still couldn't forgive himself. He had been a fool to think that expanding the sea to cover all land had been a good idea, w
The Master Puppeteer's SlaveI am a puppetThe Master Puppeteer's Slave4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Enslaved by the master puppeteer
My movements are ordered
Forced by the tug of the strings
Held in the palms of the master's harsh hands
I am not allowed to have a mind of my own
It was sold away
A long with my soul
When he captured and enslaved me
Neither of which will ever be returned
My life is a show for the world
While the master and all his little followers
Get to watch my dummy self
Be put on display
Each day that comes my way
I am commanded by the tugging of strings
And the screeches of vulgar words
When I have gone astray from these orders
I am beaten and bruised
Till I have no choice but to give in...
I have grown quite tired of this gruesome mess
Where you have pulled my arms and legs
For these long pitiful years
Being forced to play your filthy tricks
Just so you can have your lovely cash
This pain you see
Imagine you're an elephantImagine you're an elephant5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
If you are sick
If you want cry
you're an elephant.
Big white elephant
trought the sky.
Noone gets harmed
but they all scream
never give you an ice cream
what is in fact
all you want.
it won't help
but now you have reason to cry
cry for that elephant.
He's just floating
silently trough sky
with peaceful mind
and only one wish:
A little sweetnes in his mouth
'cause that's all we need.
That's all we need
people, who do not scream
who give us an ice cream
if we just don't feel fine.
'This Will be the Day' RWBY lyricsThey see you as small and helpless'This Will be the Day' RWBY lyrics2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
They see you as just a child
Surprise when they find out that a warrior will soon run wild
Prepare for your greatest moments
Prepare for your finest hour
The dream that you've always dreamed is
Suddenly about to flower
We are lightning
Straying from the thunder
Miracles of ancient wonder
This will be the day we've waited for
This will be the day we open up the door
I don't wanna hear your absolution
Hope your ready for a revolution
Welcome to a world of new solutions
Welcome to a world of bloody evolution
In time-your heart will open minds
A story will be told
and victory is in a simple soul
Your world needs a great defender
Your world's in the way of harm
You want a romantic life a fairytale that's full of charm
Beware that the light is fading
Beware as the dark returns
This world's unforgiving
Even brilliant lights will cease to burn
Day and night will sever
Hope and peace are lost forever
This will be the day we've waited for
TailsX??? Rebrith of Miles P.1The trails of the skys clouds go as far as I can see. If I could go and fly away and wonder through that great beyond The horizon line is my enemy and my forever foe. One of these days Ill fly past those trees and see what Ive been missing.TailsX??? Rebrith of Miles P.17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Miles! A taller silhouette of a fox trails onto the floor and made its way closer to the daydreamer that propped himself in aw. The older fox shook him to and fro lightly.
Miles Quit spacing out. Dad is looking for you. Miles shook out of it. Standing up and made his way down the stairs. Shame was all that came to his eyes. As his tails swayed behind him. Head down and only talked when you are asked to.
Knocking on the door Miles stood there in silence until told to come in.
Ah Miles. Nice to know you could make it down here. Dont forget that your Birthday is happening in a week and I want you to act according to plan, okay Miles?
Nodding with his eyes down. I
Thoughts on teaching myself how to drawThe very best of Mozart plays in the backgroundThoughts on teaching myself how to draw2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as i attempt to teach myself how to draw
Violins sing a dreary dirge -
for all that was lost, all that was defeated,
and for all that never was
Never was for its birthers lacked the freedom to express their ideas
The light turns red - i hope you die
Gangs Of Bloodhounds have overrun my dear pianist
melancholies thoughts are driven out,
As i attempt to teach myself how to draw
Lost opportunities are falling FUCK THAT
I am better than this.
I will not waste my life remembering the opportunities i lost
I will waste my life chasing the unreachable girl
Doing the undoable
and simply regret what I could not achieve
as i sit in my dark winter room.
Just me and Hooray For Boobies
as i teach myself how to draw...
Needing Someone - NarutoNeeding Someone - Naruto7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The day had been cool and breezy so far. Perfect weather for the bit of training that Team Seven found themselves involved in under the watchful eye of Kakashi. There had been a break in missions, which was perfectly fine with everyone, but they refused to let it hinder their progress. Kakashi had been fine listening to the demands of both Naruto and Sasuke while Sakura was a little more hesitant on her day off. Of course in the end the boys won out which was why all three were beating each other senseless.
It had started to near evening by the time there was a break in the ruckus at all. While Naruto and Sasuke could have easily trained as much as possible all day, Sakura was well worn out and made it known as she broke away from the boys to rest against the nearby tree Kakashi was hidden in. She made sure to catch her breath that the training had taken away from her before her eyes moved away from her two sparring teammates in order to look up into the branches.
Deduce ThisMoriarty entered the room, a look of trepidation on his face. For the first time in his long relationship with his arch-nemesis, the sadicious smirk had been almost completely wiped from his lips.Deduce This3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Sherlock didn't turn. "Your footsteps indicate you're worried," he said coolly. "Have you finally decided that this is worth your time?"
"Don't," said Moriarty, and just the tiniest hint of desperation crept into his voice. "Don't act like a normal person having normal relationship problems. Don't try and pull the guilt card on me, because you know it would never work. Is this something Watson tried to teach you when he wasn't trying to get in your pants?"
Sherlock's eyes went icy, and his shoulders tensed as he turned halfway, scrutinizing the shorter man. "You thought about going to get me flowers to apologize, but since that's not your style, you didn't bother. See the flecks of rust on your fingers from the flower shop door handle and the bulge in your front jeans pocket, indicating a has
A Blown Kiss for the DoctorNOTE- This is between Vincent and the Doctor and The Lodger.A Blown Kiss for the Doctor5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'Are you ok now?' The Doctor said softly, stroking my long red hair.
My eyes still wet from crying looked up at his face, his familiar untidy dark hair and his gorgeous bluey-green eyes. I suddenly realised where I was lying....on his lap!! God, I was in definant heaven here!! I closed my eyes again, trying to make the moment last longer, forever even as long as time we lend. I couldn't help but to peek through my eyes at his gorgeous face once more. He smiled lovingly at me, and my heart started racing 100mph. He must think I'm asleep; otherwise he wouldn't smile at me like that. Don't let yourself hope Amy Pond; I reminded myself, the Doctor has no feelings like that towards you only a brotherly sort of caring. But I could dream-couldn't I?
'Amelia Pond' He said. A shiver ran through me, the time anyone had ever called me that was 14 years ago, when the Doctor came in his magic box promising all kinds of things,
Too Gay?I've been seeing quite a few people condemning gay folks for being "too open", trying to shove gayness in peoples' faces, and making gayness their defining characteristic. I can't speak for all gay people, but I have just a few things to say about this.Too Gay?2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
First, how can someone be too open or too forward about who they are? After all, being gay is nothing to be ashamed of. Our society has moved past that archaic idea. Thus, there is no reason should we feel we have to be careful and discreet about how much we reveal about our sexuality. I don't introduce myself with "hi, I'm Anna and I'm gay," but when conversations on relationships, politics, gay rights, or my significant other come up, I'm not shy about saying that I am a lesbian. If that offends you, the fault is yours, not mine.
Secondly, many people misinterpret normal behaviors as being innately gay. I've known straight men that have many stereotypically gay mannerisms and many straight wom
Old SellswordThe rattling of his bones,Old Sellsword2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Enclosed in timeworn, calloused skin
Reminded him of past youth,
And his senseless exploits of sin.
Before he held a sword, and
The King’s emblem upon his breast
He was a poorly country boy,
Craving opulence to manifest.
Once held up high, now faceless,
Wandering aimlessly alone
Fighting an aging body,
He greets each movement with a groan.
He has become a sellsword,
Consumed by limitless treasures
Turning on several Kingdoms,
To simply engulf life’s pleasures.
Fleeting Kingdoms, far and wide,
Embracing others is no choice
Instead he passes by them,
Until hearing her velvet voice.
Sword-sharp eyelashes, sweeping
Across scars underneath her eyes
Loving her could mean one thing,
The ending, his one true demise.
Years within this land alone,
Longstanding without an embrace
Changed sudden with this woman,
Dressed head-to-toe in white lace.
The sellsword reaches for her,
Grasping her soft, delicate hand
Asking her to come with him,
And venture deep into
Jak V-Chapter II:Chapter II:Jak V-Chapter II:7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The trip to Haven was long and agonizing. It took a lot of energy for Jak to relax, when clearly; it shouldn't even take much of a deep breath to lie down on your back against the wall!
Keira and Daxter were keeping a close eye on Jak, making sure he doesn't spas out on the ground and eventually die. It was hard not to, especially if you went through Jak's kind of pain. However, Daxter tried to make Jak jump by sneaking up behind him and jumping out in surprise, but Keira gave the 'death glare', meaning this," If you even touch Jak, I will rip you to shreds."
Knowing this, the ottsel immediately backed off, but it ruined his little prank. It was the only thing to keep him occupied, but since he was restricted from his kind of fun, all the ottsel did was lie on his back and sleep. His snores echoed on through the transporter, and Jak just glared at him in envy.
Envy, because Daxter was able to sleep with ease, knowing all of his pain and misery was off his shoulders as he en
Jak V-Chapter III:Chapter III:Jak V-Chapter III:7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Soon enough after a few days, Jak began to feel a whole lot better since the whole scar/message situation. He felt as good as new as he began to work off his stressed muscles in Tesss gun course with his Morph Gun.
Keira said she wanted to see how he fired, and how he works with it, just to see what adjustments she can make, and happily, Jak couldnt help but accept helping her out.
But the whole time wasnt just to spend some quality time with the best mechanic known. He had to go off on some more of those missions for Torn back in Haven City, shooting off the remaining Metal Heads and helping Daxter with his place.
While back in Spargus, Sig had introduced Jak to a whole new game of hunting Metal Heads. It not only made Jak feel less stressed, but it made him feel a lot more at home.
But it wasn't all easy. One night, about four to five days later, Jak had the dream AGAIN. Only this time, it was more futile, and the stakes were high.