Hack GU Eternal Darkness ch 2Hack GU Eternal Darkness ch 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We're Not Who
We Think We Are
Ryou awoke from the darkness that had overtaken him; giving a small groan as he pulled himself up to his knees to take a look around. His head still felt as if it had been in a haze .. clouded out and unable to remember .. His eyes scanning the area in hopes for minor recognition of his surroundings . But there was none to come .
The room was much larger than the cell he had been in before the incident . His mind paused from its curiosity of the room to the vague flickers of what occurred, who knows how long ago It could have been days by now for all he knew .. but his mind couldn't take itself off of her face Syringe in hand as she backed away, leaving him to the mercy of the armored men .
"Shi ..nn . no ?"
He grit his teeth in bitter frustration as he mustered up what strength he had
Hack GU Eternal Darkness ch 1Hack GU Eternal Darkness ch 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Waking up in pitch darkness; scents that burn the nose and eyes, leaving one coughing in hopes for fresher air; the rattling of chains dragging upon the sleek, concrete floor, and the sting of needles prickling through the skin.
Ryou Misaki lay upon the floor, half curled up in a ball of agony. He couldn't remember a thing since who knows when All he could remember was the sudden blow given to the back of his head within a dimly lit room. It reminded him of where criminals were interrogated before their trials commenced, or the few occasions where he had been in there for some form of violation, whether it had been smashing the neighbor's window or
His thoughts were cut off by the sudden sting of pain pulsing from
Dot Hack Hikari Chapter 1.Hack// HikariDot Hack Hikari Chapter 17 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
This is a fact
They may be great but
Their time comes nigh
Who will defend
This World we love
Could it be a child
A mere cub?
Let us watch
In a land far to the west
A place where a new one
Embarks on their quest…
"Ugh…" I groaned, forcing myself to crack an eye open. I was in my room, a small apartment located in Los Angeles, the place I had been born and was destined to stay in. It appeared to be early afternoon, judging the light streaming through the shades.
Wait, if it was early afternoon, then why wasn't I at school? Oh, yes, it was Saturday. I glanced at the clock, still dead tired. 11:20 AM. Oh, god, it was that late already? I was supposed to log on and meet her 15 minutes ago!
I shot out of bed, raced to the computer, which was still on, and quickly pressed a shortcut on my desktop, labeled "The World". At the login screen, I typed my username and password so fast that I think I couldn
For I love you when i don'tFor I love you when I don'tFor I love you when i don't4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I love you when I do.
Concentric circles of forever,
Equal and opposing two.
The living contradiction.
Hearts cut and shaped by rue,
Or are they bound eternal?
For when I don't, still I love you.
It's your smiles and your rage.
It's the freedom and the cage.
It's what you will and what you won't.
It's that i love you when I don't.
What if...What if this is me?What if...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What if this is all there is?
What if there is no more?
What if life is a pit of nothingness?
What if we are just walking blind?
What if our eyes were to open?
What would we see?
What if we would see reality?
What if we would see life?
What if we would see those struggling through it?
What would we do?
Would we embrace life?
Or would we choose to walk blind?
Would you take the step into reality?
What would you, or what would we see?
If you know, do you acknowledge?
But furthermore, if you knew would you resent?
So tell me... Are you blind?
Will you walk the road?
What do you choose?
As for me, i choose...
Green-Red-BrownOh, i don't cut myself with razors,Green-Red-Brown4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cut myself on plastic extensions
And the words from your sharp tongue
The extensions are smooth and
Sting as they peel off layer after
Layer of skin
But your words don't peel, no, they
Stab and shank with powerful in-out motions
And the hissing from the forked muscle in your mouth
Comes down with morbidity
Straight into my heart
And i bleed an off-shade of
Because i envy all you stole
I am human
and i feel like dirt
Goodbye...Goodbye...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cry, little child, cry
For you're as lonely as can be
Your tears are the only stars in your sky
The only rain your flowers will see
Plant and cultivate, cultivate and sow
Help your emptiness to grow
In time it will blossom, red, black, and blue
But merely be the death of you
Goodbye, little child, goodbye
Your life was a meaningless abyss
All you have left now is to die
And hope at last for peacefulness
El desenganyo de Skale- Exponga, pues, el motivo de su comparecencia en Nummen.El desenganyo de Skale5 years ago in Socio-political More Like This
Así dijo el zagálico editor, acomodado en su academicismo y seriedad irrisoria, ante nuestro artista, el señor Skale. El anuncio en multitud de revistas, carteles publicitarios y demás propaganda había motivado el interés de este literato de renombre, apasionado por cualquier asunto que llevase implícitos los términos "creación artística". Su motivo había sido claro y así lo mostró ante el jovenzuelo; un cartel que rezaba lo que sigue:
La prestigiosa Editorial Nummen se enorgullece de anunciar un nuevo concurso de libre temática y participación, en el que publicaremos todo texto, narrativo, poético o teatral, que se nos presente digno de ser publicado. Cada concursante vendrá con su idea y, a partir de ahí, se decidirá cuáles de los nuevos proyectos serán llevados a edición.
Atte. Vice-director de publ
Still You...As my angel dies;Still You...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The devil cries
My battered wings;
Bring bitter things
Each drop of blood;
Create a crimson flood
I open my heart
To be torn apart
Your spirit's now shattered
Has your life really mattered
The tears in your eyes
Reflect all my lies...
As they create a storm
It's still you
That I love...
Bby boi....Bby boi <3 <3 <3Bby boi....4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Roses are red
And violet's are blue;
You fell for me
And i fell for you;
I love you more
With each passing day
Your smile, your touch
Make it all okay;
Your big blue eyes
They are my sky;
Your smile my sunshine
And the rain when you cry;
Your my prince
My shining knight;
You rid the dark
And bring me light;
Your now my forever
Oh baby can't you see;
Can i be yours too
Oh please just let it be....
When???Tears by the thousandsWhen???4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Heartaches by the millions
My eyes close
My head slipping under
No one there to grasp my hand
No one there to pull me up
"Think" i feel...
Feel so numb...
Can't feel at all
Numb... in a "touch-less" dream
Numb... in a loveless life
Nothing left to live for
Nothing left to love
Nothing left to rise for
Nothing left to stand for
Nothing left to believe in anymore
No one left to believe in anymore
"Oh how we love you!" (you don't know me)...
Were ALWAYS pretending
Were 'perfect' as always... No flaws
My wounds... They won't heal
(the ones on your heart are with you for a lifetime...)
Time cannot erase all memories
Nor' can tears cleanse
But instead leave dark smudges
On the dirty, sooty mass
That you clutch to your chest
And sometimes dare to call "LIFE"...
I have sworn to keep standing
You cant hold me down
My resolve now starts to dissolve
Like the ground under my feet
And the people from my arms and my minds eye
The Angel of My DreamsThe Angel of My DreamsThe Angel of My Dreams1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the field of my dreams, she waits
In my heart she lurks and holds me tight
The strength in her eyes orates
Fiery in her weightless feathery flight
The flower in her hair
Evokes my senses on high
The wings of her grace still the air
While her beauty make the heavens sigh
If I was as strong as her
My life would not be as hard
Strength I wish I had confer
The halo on her head
Ringing above her light threads
I prayed to god for an angel
My prayers were answered
She is the one to save me from hell
The epiphany of my love's alluring face
Gave to me warmth that
Of a Goddess's embrace
If only my heart would meet her at home
My worries and troubles would be all gone
I yearn for her love
Overlooking my flaws that she forgives
Giving me love she does and certainly outlives
The BottleHolmes clutched the bottle in his hands, the scarlet liquid inside tempting him. He knew he shouldn't drink it. It was given to him by that strange woman on the streets. He was having a night time walk, wandering through the streets and alley ways. A beautiful woman had jumped up in front of him, but she didn't ask for anything. She was as pale as a ghost, he raven hair hung around her waist and her eyes were as bluer than the ocean. She had handed him the bottle, promising him that he won't be disappointed. She said that she could see his mind needing something to stimulate him, something to really get his mind racing. He was intrigued and took the bottle from her, thanking her and walked away, having no intention of drinking the peculiar liquid. She had followed him, and he ignored her until he had enough and turned to demand her to go away. The women smiled, flashing perfect white teeth, strange for a beggar woman.The Bottle1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What do you want gypsy woman? I have taken your bottle and you do n
Jekyll and Hyde- Chapter 1Jekyll and Hyde, a Yugioh fanfictionJekyll and Hyde- Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I Need To Know
I need to see, the truth other men cannot see. To be things that others can't be! Give me courage to go where no angel will go!- Dr Henry Jekyll
I woke up earlier than expected on the twentieth day of January due to the consistent pitter patter of rain falling on my roof. I'd sigh lowly to myself every time I woke up like this, cursing myself for the light sleeper I was. I rolled over to glance at the clock on my bedside table and rubbed my eyes, wishing them to somehow remain shut so I didn't have to know that it was three, something or other in the morning.
I suddenly caught a harsh draft from the outer regions of my comforter and shivered, cuddling myself closer to the pillows below my head. My teeth started chattering and I silently cursed myself for the unnecessary safety measures I went to instead of being warm. I've been taught that it is customary to turn off your heater at night so that you or y
Werewolf - TransformationMy stomach lurched. Was I going to throw up? I clutched my stomach, throwing off my blankets and got to my knees, when an indescribable pain surged through my spine. My entire body uncontrollably tightly tensed, causing me to dig my fingers into my bed. I tried to scream out, to make a sound, but every noise was caught in my throat. What was happening to me?Werewolf - Transformation5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Thats when my first transformation started. It hurts more then I ever imagined possible. Transforming, or turning always knocks me to my knees, although you get used to it after a while. First, I felt my skin almost bubble. I felt my insides stretching and pulling, growing and shrinking, moving around inside of me as my skeleton rearranged. I started to grow taller; my muscles expanded with my bones. All at once, my jaws and ears shot out, forming a muzzle and long, pointed ears, and my nose turned black and moist. Sharp fangs sprouted from my new powerful jaws. My hands grew into large, strong fingers, my feet in
burning Sensationburning Sensation3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
This emotion runs deep.
Deeper than words can speak.
A burning sensation held deep inside her heart.
She knew she had to feel it some day from the start.
But now that she felt it, she thinks it will never let go.
Held deep inside her , you never see it, it will never show.
These feelings she held for so long.
Trapping her self in the dark forgetting right or wrong.
Her heart cries when she thinks of this emotion.
Trying to tell this depression yet she starts choking.....
She's not joking, words unspoken, STILL...............
Mystery - A Study in PinkA Study in PinkMystery - A Study in Pink2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
John was curious about Sherlock Holmes. His brain worked in ways John could never understand. It was amazing. He had to follow Sherlock wherever he went. The man was brilliant. A mastermind. A genius. It intrigued John Watson.
So when Sherlock said he said 'girlfriend, not my area,' John's heart skipped a beat. The war had changed the doctor, he saw things clearer. He knew what he was. And Sherlock was a fairly attractive man. He had an odd face that was smart yet strong. Then John's heart skipped another beat when Sherlock said he didn't have a boyfriend, and didn't deny that part. But John's heart sunk when Sherlock said he preferred his work rather than a relationship. Little did he know the detective was lying.
Then John noticed other things. When Sherlock saw that passenger, the so called 'killer', he practically flew off his seat. John had to hurry to keep up with him. John almost had a heart attack when Sherlock was hit by the car, but what surprised him was when
Panic AttackPanic Attack7 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Feeling Fear, It's near
Undercover, Not Forever
Panic sets in, my body shakes
I CAN'T MOVE, I AM AWAKE!
Let me awake
I can't breath
TemptationThere was nothing of great interest on telly. There was never anything good on telly. I flicked through the channels. Most of it was crime and reality shows. I groaned. It was all so dull, so predictable.Temptation2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sherlock, pick a channel and stick with it," John grumbled behind me. He was at his desk, typing away at his laptop.
"There's nothing interesting on," I moaned. I flicked to a show where a vampire was biting a young woman. I quickly changed it. I resisted the urge to touch the bite mark on my neck. I swallowed down the lump in my throat. Six years ago, on that dreaded night. I was alone, chasing a criminal. She jumped out of nowhere and bit me. She turned me into a monster. For the whole year I excluded myself from human life, trying to suppress my thirst for blood. Once I could stand being with humans, I returned to the normal world. I was getting better each year. And then I met John. I didn't expect him to be AB positive. It was difficult to resist feeding from him, but somehow I
FrenzyDrip.Frenzy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of it. Give it to me. Every drop. Every drip.
Give it to me. Now.
I lied. I lied, it wasn't pig's blood, it was the thick, red juice of a man in the street: ash-burned, empty headed, veins pumped with drugs and wine and beer and fear. He cried and struggled under my grip and oh, how he satisfied me. I don't know why. I don't care why. I was trying it out. I was bored. I was having fun. Do you know what fun is?
It changed me. The fog. It changed me. My fall is coming soon and my heart how it thuds and leaps and spins and tries to fight the angel inside of me that begs and shrieks and I want to tear it out, shut it up by any means necessary.
I want it all. Iron and booze and ooze and fire.
I want the sensation of blood on my chin, my face, my hands. The meat in my mouth exploring my tongue and teeth and lips and throat and I want that crack. Pop. The snip and snap of bone and flesh and the silence that follows and makes me dizzy. There's nothing wr
I Need You Now I Need You NowI Need You Now4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My friend, I need you now
Please take me by the hand.
Stand by me in my hour of need,
Take time to understand.
Take my hand dear friend,
And lead me from this place
Chase away my doubts and fears
Wipe the tears off my face
Friend, I cannot stand alone
I need your hand to hold,
The warmth of your gentle touch
In my world that's grown so cold
Please be a friend to me
And hold me day by day
Because with your loving hand in mine
I know we'll find a way
Fenna - ProluguePrologueFenna - Prolugue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Goosebumps rise upon my forearms as they brush the cool surface of the walls. These walls are damp and rough. They bare the burden of all those who have leaned against them, just as I do now. Those men are gone, but traces remain. Claw marks of the mad ones, cleanly etched writings of the sane. Far to my left there is the mark of an artist.
A portrait, carefully carved into these dreary grey walls, of a beautiful woman. The carving is a dusty white, bright against the charcoal grey of its stone canvas. She is blushing, with a smile upon her lips, long hair flowing around her face, clear eyes staring out joyously from walls so stained with suffering. I regard her soberly, my gaze searching out every scratch, every chip, every mark of the artist who placed her there. I imagine the love he must have had for that beautiful woman with the light in her eyes and the flush in
Fenna - Chapter 2Chapter 2Fenna - Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My horse's, hooves thudded and clopped along the cobblestones. She snorted as heavy droplets of rain began to fall from the sky. They pitter-pattered on the stone, gentle rhythms in stark contrast with those of Copper's walking. Windows were closed and laundry was removed from lines on balconies above us, the city was retreating into itself for the coming downpour. A thin mist rose from the cobblestones and began to snake its way through the streets. Copper's hooves split it as they trotted though. I smiled at the sky, enjoying the feeling of the rain softly falling to my face, trusting Copper to know the way home, I let go of the reins and spread my arms, letting the rain wash over me.
Copper snorted in surprise and twisted her ears in the direction of the sound, pawing the ground nervously. I flinched and fumbled for the reins, pulling them up and trying my best to prevent Copper from spo
Key of Myrketh: Chapter 1Chapter OneKey of Myrketh: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The apartment was just as Daguerre had described in our correspondence: an old brick building, a relic from when the city had still been growing; three stories tall and crammed between buildings that had long since been renovated. I preferred the way this building showed its true and original form. But I wasn't here to admire antiquated architecture. I was here on behalf of the Circle.
I took my phone out of my pocket and navigated to the pictures I had been given for my mission. This was definitely the right place. I flipped through the images until I found the one that always caught my eye. It was my target, getting out of the showerand no, it's not as revealing as you think. And I'm not a pervertwell, not as much as Daguerre. But what do you expect from a guy who can use his magic to spy on anyoneanywhere--and then record his visions digitally?
Her name was Emily Bla