DeiSasoDeiSaso6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ow! Ow-owowowow!! Un!"
"Shut up and hold still, brat."
"But, Dannaaaa! It--ow! Hurts, un!"
"It wouldn't hurt if you stopped wiggling! Dammit you made me lose it!
"Sorry, Sasori-danna, yeah."
"Come on, move your leg up so I can find it again, Deidara."
"Ow! No, un! You make it hurt to much!"
"There it is. See?"
"Holy cow, un, Danna it's huge! Take it ou--ouch! Take it out, un!"
"Sheesh, Danna. Even Itachi could do this better than you."
"Shut up and stay still!!"
"But it huuuuuuurts, un!!"
"It wouldn't if you would just shut up and be still!!"
"Ouch! Hurry up, un!"
"There. Got it."
Sasori held up a big splinter that he had pulled from Deidara's foot.
"Geez, brat. Be more careful next time." He growled.
The System of A DownSome guy named Serj was walking down the street. He suddenly noticed that he got LOST IN HOLLYWOOD. He was in some kind of FOREST witnessing a weird DEER DANCE. SPIDERS were crawling everywhere. He looked up at the sky and spotted a JET PILOT hanging from a parachute. The man was forced to BOUNCE on a tree a couple of times before landing in the bushes . Serj came up to him and asked where in hell he was descending from.The System of A Down7 years ago in Humor More Like This
The pilot answered: "That's a really good QUESTION! Well the story is that I felt that this was a LONELY DAY for me so I decided to take my jet for a ride. But then something abruptly went wrong. The AERIALS weren't responding anymore and I had lost my STREAMLINE. So I ejected my seat and I think the jet would be touching ground right about now…"
Suddenly, a huge BOOM ripped through the air as a nuclear cloud engulfed the city in it's TOXICITY. They both screamed "I-E-A-I-A-I-O!"
"Holy $#!+!, cried the pilot, I forgot to unleash the weapons of mass destruction!"
Without You.Tommy! I screamed and kicked and pounded on my band-mates hotel room door. It was about 6 am and I had locked myself outta my own room. Fuck, I dont even remember why I left my room...oh yeah! I do remember!Without You.6 years ago in General More Like This
I thought it would be a good idea to cover Vinces door with hair spray, light it on fire, kick it as hard as possible with my steel toed boots and run. But I didnt think that one all the way through..shocker. I didnt think to take my key card with me and...I didnt put on pants. Dont ask why. Drugs...they fuck with your mind dude.
I kicked on the drummers door one more time before he opened it. His soft brown eyes were clouded over with sleep, his freshly dyed black hair was tousled in about one hundred different directions, and his stage makeup from last night was smeared across his eyes and cheek bones. The normally passive Tommy looked like he wanted nothing more than too rip my dick off and hang me with it.
unexplored metal microgenreskabuki metalunexplored metal microgenres4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
honky tonk metal
environmentally friendly metal
african bush tribe metal
natural disaster metal
conspiracy theorist metal
reality tv metal
chuck norris metal
celebrity diet metal
social security metal
airport security metal
economic stimulus metal
online dating metal
alternative medicine metal
american idol metal
golden parachute metal
spiral over norway metal
cage-free and grass-fed metal
month to month metal
rent to own metal
buy one get one free metal
as seen on tv metal
late night metal
monster truck metal
jadenthis story is about a disturbed boy...its a good story i guess...its not completely done thoughjaden10 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Gay Rights and MarriageGay Rights and Marriage7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Gay Rights and Marriage
Attention: [Picture of Mikey]
This is what close-minded people like to call a fag, queer, homo, faggot, flamer, gay, and many more names. What close-minded people don't know is what it's like to be gay:
[Story of Tyler and Mikey]
"The Model in the image, name is Michael, I always called him Mikey. We met in February 1999 on Valentines Day as it happens. He moved in 2 houses down from mine, It also turned out he was going to the same school. We instantly hit it off, and became the best of friends. We were both 14 years old.
After about a month of him moving in, I went round after doing homework as usual. His Mom sent me upstairs to his room as she normally did. Before I got to the door (which was ajar by the way) he said (I have never forgotten a single word) "And There's this guy who I'm really good friends with,[he giggled] I wonder if he's . . .?, I be
Ask Me WhyAsk me whyAsk Me Why4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Ask me why I choose to be bi
Ask me why I choose to not cry
Ask me why I choose to live life as one of the freaks
To have my soul shrouded in colourful streaks
Ask me why I love men as much as women
Ask me why I choose to go on livin'
Ask me why I want to be part of something special
To open my heart to things that will always be eternal
Ask me why I show some doubt
I wouldn't be human if I went without
Ask me why
Meyer's Writing SucksFor reasons beyond me, there are some people who think that the Twilight series are well written books. I don't think that there's anything wrong with enjoying badly written books, just as long as you realise that they are badly written books. Fans are using the excuse that it was her first book, and it was written just for fun or for herself. Yes, most books are, but is that an excuse to publish a book written entirely in purple prose with repetition, poor grammar, and thesaurus abuse? These books have clearly had little to no editing. Theyre like a very early first draft that I know Id be ashamed to let anyone see. Look at the way that Meyer writes. It's BORING. Meyer uses simple, boring statements. Read the first few sentences of the first chapter:Meyer's Writing Sucks5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
"My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my favorite shirt--sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as
The ThingI lay still in my bed,The Thing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mr. Ted by my side,
And listen hard for the thing
That crawls around outside.
He'll start with the scratching,
It's always the same,
His claws carving the face
Of the wooden door frame.
Then he'll move onto the blood
Seeping beneath my door,
Dripping from the walls,
Covering the floor.
The wardrobe door will squeak,
Those green eyes appear,
Voices will whisper
Dark words in my ear.
Their dead hands will tug
At the edge of my sheets
And insects will crawl
All over my feet.
I lay and wait
For their games to begin.
But tonight will be different,
I whisper with a grin,
Tonight I will show
Those monsters a scare.
They can come back again,
IF they dare.
Who Am I?~ Who Am I? ~Who Am I?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the Atheist
For I am lustful to delve into questions.
Headstrong in my boundless curiosity.
Accepting beauty for beauty
in fearless veracity.
I am the Buddhist
For I dine in the noble truths of suffering.
Yearning peace of mind, to end these inner cycles.
Enlightenment through coherence
and the negation of idols
I am the Muslim
For I hold a passion for a true oneness.
An utter devotion to the divine,
through deeds of charity
and rituals sublime
I am the Hindu
For I tread along realms of the spiritual.
Tracing my soul along that of the Brahman.
Beholding my part in this cosmos
so my sense of belonging hardens.
Still I am the Christian
For its how my blood accepted me into this world.
I attempt to live through true humility.
Invest a love far greater than I,
for benevolence far higher than me
I am the hopeful Agnostic,
For I am stardust and flame.
An eternal comfort,
A soft breath of my exhaled name.
I am the poet
and a heartbeat that soothes.
and yes, I am l
Spider's LamentIt was a distressing day when the butterfly went her way,Spider's Lament4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leaving the world she'd come to know.
The spider begged her to take her leave, promising,
'You'll be happier this way.'
Her cerulean eyes went wide, and her wings drooped,
and heart was crushed like a blossom caught 'neath a rock.
Brokenly, she flew away, and left the spider to muse their days.
He had to let her go- there was no other choice-
for a spider to love the Goddess of the Insects
was an eternal sin.
As he watched her shadow fade into the sky,
He whispered his last lover's plight,
'Fly away, my little butterfly-
And leave this dark, cold web of mine.'
07-25-10Mary closes her eyes to better drown in the music. The strong tempo beats her along the notes and she doesn't even bother trying to grasp at silence to keep afloat.07-25-104 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
This is what she craves. The loss of yourself and the finding of something more. The thrill being swept away.
It's odd she supposes, that she finds this serenity when bodies are crashing into hers and her eardrums are slowly being stabbed numb. But, this is all she has ever known. The happiness of music that connects strangers and families and cultures and lovers.
Her lover. Onstage and the most mind-breakingly gorgeous thing she has ever seen. Alive and not drowning but controlling the flow of the pounding choruses. Master of their- her- hedonistic pleasure.
Mary had been offered a backstage seat. But, even the as the words left those silkily quirked lips, they both knew what her answer would be.
She's always in the crowd. Has to feel it. Has to be in the middle of everything, has to be able to be so close (b
Where have the 90s gone?what happened to the daysWhere have the 90s gone?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where kids just gathered and ran around for hours,
until mosquitoes came and ate you to pieces,
where you just longed for afterschool,
doing "homework" at eachothers houses.
Where we stupidly threw rocks at bees nests
woke up on saturday mornings and watched TV for hours.
When it was still okay to watch TV
When everyone was doign the same thing
Pokemon was the shit
Carebears were what it was all about
What happned to those afternoons
When you went out after watching Robin Hood
And played the game with sticks
Even though your mom told you not to
When you all had a furby
Even though they scared the shit out of you
When the F- word was only said by adults if they got mad
When no one swore except for saying
"frig" and "pissed off"
The word "sex" never entered our brains
Boys were afraid to get "cooties"
Gettign locked in our rooms when we were bad
Hats are in
Where there was no such thing as a CD.
Tapes were in,
as were tape recorders,
Ode to HellsingOh, what is it that seduces meOde to Hellsing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into reading this manga?
Is it the blood that splatters on every page
Or the sadistic glint in Alucards eyes?
It entices me to read every chapter.
The guns, the vampires, the death.
Impossible o look away from
the book once opened.
Wanting more when the story is over.
Wishing for the sweet, sadistic tale
to never stop.
Desiring to become a vampire
by Alucards bite.
To join in the blood bath that
Ive been lusting to take part in.
Touch and be touchedMy prayer to God is that I will make a difference.Touch and be touched5 years ago in Open More Like This
Touch someone, just like someone touched me.
I have thought hard about this.
It's one of my greatest wishes to touch someone.
Make them feel special.
Loved. Cared for. Make them feel needed. Wanted.
Sometimes special, not just special people, REALLY special people touch me.
Make me happy for just being me.
For all my failures, sins, and bad habits.
It's unfortunate that those people are so few in the world.
Fortunately, I have met some of those few people. And, man, am I ever glad I got to talk to them.
They might have changed my life forever because of them just talking to me. Or just listen to me.
It's incredibly hard to find someone to listen to every word you say.
So I want to touch, just like someone touched me.
HowtoUseMyspacetoKillYourselfHowtoUseMyspacetoKillYourself7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How to Use MySpace to Slowly Kill Yourself
Ana and Mia are best friends
Best Friends! they tell each other.
friends until the end!
they hook their pinkies and kiss their fists
and type their passwords into myspace.
warped and blurred reflections
funhouse mirror images
they take pictures
in the bathroom mirrors
an attempt at photographing
which have started to poke through
their tautly stretched flesh.
post pictures of their progress
to their ideal skeletal state
still frames of ribcages
vicious hip bones
barely covered by skin.
hide and seek
from all of us
community of skeletons
with nothing but encouragement
to be a bag of bones
they wither away to nothing
convinced of beauty
only the dead appreciate
RobbieBrotherRobbie4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Loving, healing, helping
My shield of all which dare to harm
I'm Your...I'm your Daughter.I'm Your...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Growing up you told me you would love me no matter what. You weaved dreams and possibilities in front of my eyes, and assured me no limits existed.
I'm your Sister.
As children we squabbled over toys and candy, and played together on the playground. We were two peas in a pod, and nothing could stop us from staying close.
I'm your Niece.
You were the one who spoiled me when I came to visit. I felt I could always talk to you, and you always told me you were there if I needed you.
I'm your Cousin.
We were the ones always getting into trouble, weren't we? You were the one I thought of as a friend, and confided in when the grownups' words didn't mean anything.
I'm your Mother.
From the moment I knew you were growing inside of me, I was in love. You were my whole entire being, an essence of myself, and I raised you the way I was raised, surrounded by love.
I'm your Aunt.
Frequently you call me up on the phone, asking advice and talking for hours. You look up to me, and I a
The Commandments of MetalTHE METAL TEN COMMANDMENTSThe Commandments of Metal6 years ago in Humor More Like This
1) THOU SHALT NOT VIEW ALL OTHER MUSIC AS EQUAL, ANYONE WHO CANNOT SHRED, PLAY DOUBLEKICK AT 300 BPM, PLAY SOLID RYTHMIC MELODY OR SCREAM UNTIL THEIR LUNGS BLEED IS NOT WORTHY OF YOUR RESPECT (bassists are exempt from this rule, see commandment seven)
2) THOU SHALT NOT ASSOCIATE YOURSELF WITH ANY RELIGION, GOOD HEARTED MENTALITY, OR THE COLOUR PINK
3) THE ONLY VOCALS THAT ARE ACCEPTABLE ARE SCREAMS, GROWLS AND FALSETTO
4) METALCORE, HARDCORE, EMOCORE, GRINDCORE AND PIG SQUEALS ARE NOT METAL, THOSE WHO UTILIZE THEM DO SO ONLY BECAUSE THEY CANNOT ACCEPT THAT THEY HAVE NO TALENT AND MUST MAKE ABSURD SOUNDS TO MAKE UP FOR IT
5) IF ANY FAN ASKS YOU FOR AN AMP WHEN YOURE FAMOUS, YOU DAMN WELL GIVE IT TO THEM
6) LYRICAL CONTENT MUST CONTAIN UNDIRECTED RAGE, HATRED OF RELIGION, DARKNESS AND HORROR, THE ONLY OTHER ACCEPTABLE METAL CONTENT IS FANTASY, AND ONLY IF IT CONTAINS A FAIR SHARE OF BLOOD SPILLING
7) BASSISTS ARE TO BE SEEN, NOT HEARD
8) YOU MUST NOT COVE
The Craze That Shouldn't BeAnymore, it is nearly impossible to walk down the street without seeing something related to Stephanie Meyer's Twilight series. The four books in the series have taken the world's teenagers by storm, causing kinship and confrontation to bloom in their wake. However, this seemingly innocent fad has dark undertones of a disturbing nature. These dark tones have gotten the books banned in primary schools and some middle schools all over the world. The promotion of abuse, sexism, infatuation or lust as love, romaticization of suicide, pedophilia, science without reason, and poor writing these are the reasons that Twilight should not be the sensation that it is.The Craze That Shouldn't Be4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
First and foremost is Edward Cullen, the male lead. He is abusive toward Bella. According to the Center for Relationship Abuse Awareness, dating abuse is defined as, "a pattern of abusive and coercive behaviors used to maintain power and control over a former or cur
R and R of Naruto OCsR and R of Naruto OCs5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
R & R of the Naruto OC
(Rules and Reasons)
Ok, Im here to help beginners, or non-beginners, who own Ocs preventing them into Mary-Sues. I will be posting the rules and the reason will follow to help better your understanding.
Rule 1: Never, ever, ever, ever name your OC after yourself. Not your real name, nick name, middle name etc.
Reason: Mary-Sues are often the ideal-self of the creator. So if the OC is named after the creator then that just give more proof of a Mary-Sues.
Rule 2: Dont make your OC base off of you.
Reason: It adds on to the ideal-self. Its ok to give your OC one or two traits like yourself, it makes it easier how the OC will react in some situations.
Rule 3: Understand the word Original when making your OC.
Reason: OCs are suppose to be created from your ideas that you have not you. Like stated in Rule 2, if the OC is you in the anime universe then shes a Mary Sue. This also means that you shouldnt make
The metalhead's problemYou know what sucks?The metalhead's problem5 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
People who judge us for being metalheads.
First, they label us for what we wear.
Parents AUTOMATICALLY assume were "thugs" because we wear black almost all the time
(a very stupid steriotype that only works in the 1950's)
Some tell us we look 'dirty' because we wear baggy jeans, camo shorts, leather jackets, band tshirts etc...
Most of them are "gangsters". Which is ironic because they wear Nike Cortezes that look so bat fucking dirty!!
For Pete's sake some of em don't even bath!!
Then People make fun of our MUSIC.
I know most people in our generation don't listen to metal.
Most of them listen to pop, RnB, and the dreaded EMO
They don't like our music.
That's fine with me.
But I hate it when they bitch about it...
You know what I mean?
"Your music is evil"
"Don't listen to that shit!"
If another guy says "Metal sucks" in my face again,
Me and mates will jump him... I'm getting pretty tired of it.
But I'm still a proud metalhead.
If you don't like me, I don't
The Wacken CodeLet it be known that the following set of regulations was laid down by Thor-Varg on deviantART, on January 5th in the year 2010. Feel free to copy and paste, however please give me credit.The Wacken Code4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
IF YOU ENJOY NU METAL (I.E. KORN) OR DEATHCORE (I.E. BRING ME THE HORIZON,) STOP READING RIGHT NOW
The Wacken Code:
Rules, regulations and guidelines that all real Metalheads should live by
1) Metal is sacred. Do not knock another Metalhead's taste in Metal while on his turf. (Applies only to real Metal, false Metal is fair game. The only false Metal is Metalcore/Deathcore and Nu Metal!)
2) Avoid confrontation with other Metalheads. Wear your Metal gear (shirts, battle-jackets, etc...) in public whenever possible. Don't be afraid to engage in a random conversation with other Metalheads in the street, and don't be alarmed if you're engaged in a conversation by somebody who doesn't look Metal. There's a lot of Covert Headbangers who aren't in a position to dress in de
Internet StrangersInternet Strangers4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I passed by you in the train station today.
Although, neither of us will never know that fact.
You use to call yourself xXLunaXx.
But you were reborn as Marcus09 when your pride was hurt.
You always stay up late, typing away at useless sites.
Starting a new, when you've barely begun.
You always get fed up with that life,
And find yourself a new name.
Knowing people won't care when you're gone,
You enter the same space that your old user name left behind.
Even if you change your alias,
You are still the same person who left those messages.
Countless faces of avatars and display images,
doesn't really change anything.
You are still that same person in reality.
Just one person.
Just adding a mask after another.
You start to wonder, what is it that you are looking for in this virtual world.
It's easier to live here .
Because you never really existed.