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HiccupsHiccupsHiccups7 months ago in Settings More Like This
An rp done with RachelF18
Lantern: Don't drink that juice too fast Alex *giggles*
Carol: Yeah remember what happened last time?
Alex: Meh, I'll be fine *gulps*
Carol: Don't blame us *giggles*
Nights: *watches* oh yeah I remember what happened.
Alex: ....*hic*...oh no....*hic*
Carol: *giggles*
Lantern: Poor Alex *giggles*
Carol: I have an idea *snickers*
Alex: ....leave me alone.
Carol: No my idea will help, but I can't tell you what it is or it won't work.
Lantern: This will be fun.
Alex: Go away...*runs away*
Carol: *sneaks behind Alex* Booo!
Alex: Nice try...*hic*
Carol: Aweee, that used to work well on me.
Lantern
Cadence n Imogene Character SheetCadence n Imogene Character Sheet1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
SIAMESE TWINS
Names: Cadence & Imogene
Sex: Female
Hair: brown
Skin: pale and sallow; lightly freckled
Eyes: Green & Blue
Age: 7
Height: at their tallest, 3'4"
Weight: together, 69 lbs
Personalities:
Cadence - Usually smiling and giggling, even when things are serious. Laughs at inapropriate times. Likes butterflies, and pretty things. Sort of a trouble maker. Has Auditory Hallucinations
Imogene - About the polar oposite of her twin. Usually frowning and crying, even when things are happy. Is afraid of butterflies and pretty things, and likes to keep to herself. Sort of acts as her sister's concience, trying to keep them out of
CheckList to Life 2Graduate high school. Anything before this time is demeaning, no point really to expand and get into, but do go to prom and the after parties. And sing down the halls and choreograph how you dance to your next class… because that's all what high school is about.CheckList to Life 22 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Travel. Everyday, to a coffee house, or even to see the neighborhood troll that roams under the bridge. Go out of the city, state, country, continent. Take a bus, train, plane, the road less traveled (especially if it's yellow bricked). Leave with your family, friend, local pharmacist, To-to, better yet take me and lets see the world together.
Go to New York see the sky scrapp
Jinx Character SheetKnown Alias: JinxJinx Character Sheet3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 148 lbs
Physical Attractiveness: He would be rather attractive if he wasn't so odd.
Complexion: Pale
Hair: He dyes it purple. It's long for a guy, and unnaturally neat.
Eyes Color: Heterochromia. One eye is green, the other is blue.
Physical Strength: He's very strong, although he doesn't look that way.
Non-Natural Abilities: He's a virtuoso (musical genius). He can play the violin.
Distinguishing Features: Purple hair, two different colored eyes.
Known Illnesses or Conditions: Color-blind, but other than that, nothing. Very power hungry. He's just a little... quirky, is
HypothermiaViolent shivers shakeHypothermia4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my body from
head to toe.
I huddle closer,
seeking the heat
that isn't there.
My mind begins
to wander, blurring
reality to haze.
I cannot speak,
trying to cry
for help - anything.
And I am
no longer cold
but warm, safe.
I drift off
to sleep and
never wake again.
blank quiz i made up TAKE ITRandom quiz of random doom <3 for you and/or your OC.blank quiz i made up TAKE IT5 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1). What do you think of that little paper clip on the bottom of Microsoft word?
2). What did you have for breakfast?
3). Would you eat a bucket of worms for 2 million dollars?
4). What colour is your bed?
5). Shhh….what do you hear?
6). What does your house smell like?
7). Are you wearing underwear? O.o
8). So then, what ARE you wearing?
9). Ever heard of Metallica?
10). Ever heard of Shadowcatch?
11). Can you make a paper airplane?
12). What about a paper swan?
13). Do girls/guys have cooties?
14). How old are you, mentally?
15). Physically?
16). Do you have a bo
Where the Road ForksWhere the Road Forks6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Calvin and Morgan eloped. They got married in a tumble-down church with a priest who was just as tumble-down and a little bit loony, and their honeymoon was spent looking for a house and a job.
Calvin had been courting Morgan for months. She was in love with him, but her father refused. He still held the extremely old belief that fathers choose the husband for their daughter. The two lovers often met in secret in an abandoned barn or at the water tower. It was Morgan’s idea to elope. She’d had enough of her father’s nonsense, and she wanted a life of her own, no one that was mapped out by her father, so she wanted leave the t
Not a Killer"Careful."Not a Killer6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Chell didn't listen and carried on with escaping.
"How did you give him the slip, anyway?"
No response.
"He will find a way to find us, y'know that, right?" GLaDOS said, but chell only raised her eyebrow, then continued walking.
Chell looked around, feeling as if something was watching her and GLaDOS.
"Alright, hopefully we have time to stop him. First of all, I think he's going to be using bombs against you. So...we need to
get to break one of the tubes leading to the central room carrying bombs." Chell nodded and crawled onto the side of the rails.
She put GLaDOS down for a moment. "Hey! Careful smashing those-"
Chell smashed
my Chuck Norris factsThe chalk around Chuck Norris's victims turns to cocaine.my Chuck Norris facts3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
What style does Chuck Norris dance? Breakdance..
Sex has Chuck Norris.
Women fix their hair to hide the marks from Chuck Norris.
When Chuck Norris beats people up, voodoo dolls get hurt.
Once Chuck Norris's
When Chuck Norris is around, Ludacris whispers.
Life is what happens to you while you're making plans to escape Chuck Norris..
Chuck Norris can walk a tightrope with his eyes closed and using only one foot. But he'd rather tie it around your neck.
If you record yourself saying "Chuck Norris" and play it backwards you will hear yourself saying the date on which you will die.
You're obsessed with lotr whenYou're obsessed with lotr when9 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. You can sing most the songs (or all) by memory
2. You put hair-growth formula on your feet
3. Or you don't even have to
4. You hate being your height and wish to be taller or shorter
5. You rarely wear jackets
6. And if you do, it's a cloak
7. You get upset when you leave footprints in the snow
8. You constantly try NOT to leave footprints in the snow
9. Whenever you hear someone walking you snort and say "What a human."
10. When someone walks by and you don't hear them, you automatically like them
11. You try to make your ears pointed
12. And it doesn't hurt when you do because you've done it so much
13. You prefer waking up a
Inspiration for Olivia DeetzInspiration for Olivia Deetz2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Inspiration for Olivia Deetz
By: Starling Powers
Olivia was born from Lydia Deetz is the secret love child of Prince Vince. Many probably would question, why would Lydia go for such a depressing guy ? Well other than the sadness, they have other common things that link them, they're both like poetry, authors like Edgar Ellen Poe, and classical music (the classical music part is mainly from Lydia in the movie), not to say of course that's all, but you know.
To create Olivia was easy in the traditional sense only because Lydia actually dated Vince first, not Beej, with Beej it was casual outings. Now granted, Beej wanted to marry Lyds (via m
Nautral LightNautral LightNautral Light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is in this radiant glow
Of natural light, on the skin
Of aesthetic allurement,
That a perfect bliss is found.
Silent sound and invisible touch
Hides in itself so much.
These paperback riches are read no more,
Painted in a rainbow prism behind this
Closed door.
fin
IndecisionIndecisionIndecision3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's a fifty foot wall that needs to be jumped,
These decisions I make seem too much--
The sand is slipping through the glass,
And my heart needs to know whether this will last.
A contracted schedule can't be placed on feelings,
And perhaps if a mistake is made, there will be no chance of healing.
There's a left and a right that needs to be addressed,
Logic must stand here, despite the attraction to the rest.
These eyes cannot see whether devastation follows,
Therefore asking the world seems as though it would hollow
Out the fear.
A sign and a chance, and opportunity at once:
Everything falls (in either way) after h
NorthPerhaps there is somethingNorth3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In that split second of time,
The decision, the change of mind.
Perhaps there was something
In each project I began,
And with each one these eyes wander to,
Other beginnings are rang.
No mind had the capacity, the capability
To comprehend the vastness of the beginnings
nor the ends. Each timing, bad or good,
Can't prepare it's heart for what it should.
Needless emotions and needless lies
Tie the way to an unhappy life,
And so with these eyes open
These feet venture forth:
Today is mine;
This heart is headed north.
fin
Fear NotForgive me, in this life of naught.Fear Not3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forgetting never what's been taught.
Faltering forevermore, Human nature given no thought.
But listen now and forget not:
To fall is inevitable
To get up is to overcome
To walk away is to learn
To never look back is truly freedom.
Regrets are best left to those who worry
Walk proudly through this life, no hurry
And in the end days on this Earth,
You will take your last breath and Fear Not Death.
GhostIt is the wonder of my ghostGhost3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To wander so far,
To inquire on falseness, to fall for the dark,
And despite these warnings glowing alight
It appears as though my ghost feeds off this life.
Steal my devotion to these that care,
Tossing and turning in love's impair.
I do a favour for all those who kill,
And yet this mistake multiplies, still.
A chance I ask, to those around,
Bless this abandoned soul, and
Let it be found.
fin
Reality and DreamReality and DreamReality and Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The bitter air is drifting
Between reality and dream, and
These greys see nothing but crushed esteem.
It is masked by beauty, yet the thrashing rain
Truly emphasises her sorrow--
Her shell is hollow.
Concerned whispers, truths told too soon,
A painting so dear, turned to ruin.
Ah, such a perfect time for forgiveness,
When the dog days are in view,
But this ship sailed and smashed itself to death,
And the heart at it's centre sinks, because of you.
fin
Comfort BoxContained by these walls of blue,Comfort Box3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
In this comforting box,
I am away from you.
Under these stars, the coruscating orb,
Of the blanketing sky,
I sit in awe, absorbing life.
Of raindrops, of snow, of sunlight,
I know,
Are angelic reflections of blight:
We smother ourselves in self-depreciating hate.
Time to let loose,
Time to cease fate,
Time to diminish distaste.
Upon these limitations, beauty lies:
Sweet and serene,
Beauty dies.
fin
The Lady In WaitingHer velvet gowns flatter her figure,The Lady In Waiting3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Auburn ringlets cascade down her face,
The Queen's favourite lady in waiting,
An example of beauty and grace.
Envied by most women of the court,
Hand in marriage men do desire,
The King begs her to be his mistress,
Tokens of love she does acquire.
End."I've got you," He said.End.3 years ago in Other More Like This
"But there's nothing left to get," she thought.
Reconcile.Oh, and how I can never forget,Reconcile.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dearest daffodil I ever met.
Fluttering in the breeze,
Its petals whistled in the wind,
It flowed with such transparent grace,
Stem held high,
Until someone chose to break it.
So fickle, so divine,
I was like a hole in the sand,
Just waiting for the tide to wash in,
To devour all our terrible sins!
And with each breath of the wave,
And each foamy claw to grapple forth,
That hole wished it had never been brought forward.
You're an angel without its halo,
A human without a heart,
You made a monster out of me,
And we'll end where we did start.
You're a castle without a bridge,
A boat wit
Finding the Bay.All we knew was that we were in the middle of the ocean.Finding the Bay.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not a clue how, or why.
We started swimming, hoping we'd hit shore,
but we hit something else.
Our swim was scattered with waves,
And sharks,
Armed with teeth so vicious and so cruel.
And then we hit a whirlpool.
We started spinning down.
The waves flushing our faces,
Smacking harder are more frequent.
We tried to get out, but we couldn't.
Then it stopped.
We were back on the surface,
The waves had stopped,
The sharks dispersed,
But we'd been split up.
Now the predicament,
Do we swim and hope to hit shore alone?
The ocean is calm, it's better conditions,
The waves
The boy in the tuxedo.A boy in a tuxedo walked up to me today,The boy in the tuxedo.4 years ago in Open More Like This
He'd had a few to drink,
I talked to him for awhile,
unsure, cautious, careful,
but things started slipping out.
I guess it was the tuxedo,
Or may be the familiarity,
All I know is that I woke up with a headache.
I couldn't eat. I'd forgotten how to breathe.
And I was shaking something crazy.
I saw the boy again,
he didn't remember me.
And I didn't remember him as I had.
For some reason I preferred him intoxicated.
I guess I'll talk to him later.
c3It's been so long since I've had the nerve,c34 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
To pluck up the courage, and say things unheard.
It's been such a long time since I've been honest to me,
That I couldn't stop loving you, even if it [insert the cliche].
Amen to the Irish! Those intellectual things.
Finding out your stories, when I wouldn't know where to begin.
And Amen to the British! For instilling that it's all fine,
To keep on dreaming about you, after all this time.
I think i've found my fair share of your new history,
but nothing has ever come close,
to what those sneaky Irish can uncover,
It's like she's a ghost.
Or a fly on the wall?
Maybe a spy to catch me wh
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