Freddy Says No : Cheer-Up Gift"What the fuck are you making?"Freddy Says No : Cheer-Up Gift4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"What kind of gift?"
I sigh and hang my head over my keyboard, before cracking my neck and glaring out the corner of my right eye. "The kind you give a sad friend! Now leave me alone, Krueger," I growl as I turn back to my small, but important, project, mumbling. "annoying pizza faced asshole."
The sound of something similar to metal nails across concrete was heard, followed by the sent of fire sparks. "Knock it off before ya burn down my dorm, asshole!" Slamming my hands on my desk, I turn and growl at the stripped sweater wearing asshole on my bed.
Freddy Krueger, standing on my bed and leaning against the wall in boredom, puffed his third cigarette of the evening as he grunted. "I'm fucking bored, kid," he jumped down from my bed and waltz around my small, but still a decent size, dorm room, poking through my roommates fridge, before slamming the door and jumping on the small fridge to throw himself up on her lofted bed, stomping all over it
A Kiss Of Sorts*Idon't know, so don't ask. This is that scene form Freddy vs Jason where Fred's tryin' ta kill Jase in his dream after knocking him out with those needles. Summary: After Jason has Freddy pinned to the ground some sort of insane mass murderer chaos ensues. Ya gots ta read ta fins out the rest! X) I'm so evil! Love me! And slash! Which this is! XD God damnit I'm going to Hell for this! ENJOY!*A Kiss Of Sorts5 years ago in General More Like This
"Why! Won't! You! DIE!?" Freddy Krueger screamed in frustration and anger, kicking at Jason Voorhees' gut, making the taller killer lurch foward. He glared through his beaten hockey mask, lunging foward and pushing Freddy to the ground, pinning him by his arms.
"Get OFF me you useless shit!" the smaller slasher demanded, gritting his teeth and struggling against Jason's grip. The zombie simply hovered above him, breathing heavily through the holes in his hockey mask. He knew he couldn't kill Freddy, but that didn't mean he couldn't try.
Freddy glared feircly, startling bright green eyes narrowed
Our DestinyBig bright sun was hanging motionless in the sky. Its bright shine was gently heating up the tops of hills and leaves of millions of trees.Our Destiny4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Freddy Krueger, lying at the edge of the rocky slope, narrowed his eyes, looking at rocky canyons and endless plains, the perfectly red-gold colored.
It was a great feeling just to be able to lying on nice-heated smooth rock and be able to not think about anything. The day was sunny and cheerful and Freddy closed his eyes and wheezed, feeling like the rays of the morning sun gently caresses his skin. He felt satisfied. He didn't know why. Everything was just as it was meant to be.
Observing the big brown eagle, flying around a canyon from under half closed eyelids Freddy sighed. Then opened his eyes.
Along with the bird suddenly appeared anxiety.
Freddy shuddered, lifting slightly up at the elbows. He changed the position, turning his back to the sun. Nothing. The anxiety didn't want to disappear.
-"What the fuck is going on with me?..." he
We Carry OnJason was particularly antsy about something today. Alice woke up wrapped up in Jasons arms, pressed hard against his chest. Jason was watching him with his good eye, and the thought that they had been in this position for some time was fairly unnerving to him. Alices dreams had been dark that night, but he had trouble remembering what they were. He didnt think he was the cause for Jasons distress, but he knew it would be useless to ask him anyways.We Carry On7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Alice had reached a shaky hand (trembling from more then just the haze that hung over when one first wakes up,) and gently grasped the man at the back of his neck, in a gesture that was meant to be reassuring. Jason leaned into the touch, closing his eyes and grunting softly. It was a first, Alice comforting the undead killer, he realized, and for some inexplicable reason, the thought made him almost sad
They didnt stay that way long. Before he realized what was happening, Jason had him on his feet
Mortal Kombat 2011 Guest Characters: Michael MyersFrom: HalloweenMortal Kombat 2011 Guest Characters: Michael Myers3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A psychotic serial killer from Haddonfield, Illinois, Michael Myers lurks in the shadows, waiting for his next victim. After his death at the hands of his sister, Laurie Strode, he was resurrected by the malevolent Shang Tsung to act as a vanguard for Shao Kahn's invasion of Earthrealm*. Little does the emperor know, Shang Tsung is plotting to take him out with the help of Michael himself but in reality, both seem to underestimate the power of this homicidal maniac.
Cut Throat: Michael swings his knife with enough force that it knocks his opponent backwards.
The Devil's Eyes: Michael grabs the opponent out of the air, breaks their spines over his knee and tosses them away.
Razor Edge: Michael throws his knife at the opponent.
Ariel Attack: Michael throws a knife overhead.
*Shotgun stab: Pulls a shotgun out of nowhere and uses it to impale the opponent.
Slit Throat: Michael charges his knife into his opponent, stabbing them, and punche
The Fruit of Her WombLeft here, dangling-The Fruit of Her Womb4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Strangling, choking on the bitterness;
Force-fed reassurance from a pigeons pocket;
Playing dead, on turntable empathy,
Barely proud, only missing everything.
Inside you, I hide--
Bleeding, misdirected in arrogance;
She laughs, repugnant;
Laps up the curse that blankets purgatory;
Only ugly dreams call for confusion;
Twisted like the thorn in my side,
You, are forever desperately--
Searching for perfection.
Cupcakes 2: Chapter 4- FluttershyCupcakes 2: Chapter 4- Fluttershy3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Cupcakes 2: Silence of the Hares
Edited by The Color Twelve
Chapter 4: Fluttershy
Rain dripped loudly against the window of Twilight's library. She was trying to sleep, but couldn't. She knew that Pinkie knew where she was. She also knew that even with the Royal Guard's protection, she was exposed. She tried to calm herself down, but nothing seemed to work. She had read books about the subject of psychology, and knew what she was suffering from, but that didn't help her cope with it at all.
Her fearful reverie was interrupted by three muffled knocks that rang through the house. Twilight sat up with a jolt. She paused, waiting for something to happen. 'Must be my imagination,' Twilight said to herself as she laid her head back down on the pillow. Then the sound came again, three more quiet knocks. "Is someone there?" Twilight called, walking towards the door.
"Twilight? Can I talk with you?" A soft voice spoke through the door. Twilight was already sure who it was, but she s
More Than Two SistersMore Than Two SistersMore Than Two Sisters3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The balmy summer night settled around the old house. A gentle breeze blew through the rocky field and into the open window, playing with her mane gently. She stared out at the quiet surroundings of the farm house, then up to the clear star filled sky. The moon was out in its full glory once more, washing over everything with its soft night light.
Octavia let out a soft sigh as she moved from the window and back into her old room. The three beds lined up to give each enough space from the next, a small desk next to each of them, and dressers along the wall. It was a comfy abode for three foals and a home she hadn't rested in for a long while.
She could see the form of her pink younger sister sleeping soundly in her bed, tuckered out from an energetic day spent with her family. It really had been too long since they'd last spent such a fun time as a family. She'd missed the feeling; it was nice seeing her parents and getting to spend time with her hyper active young
Rules on Zombie Survival[ ]1. CardioRules on Zombie Survival5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
[ ]2. The Double Tap
[ ]3. Beware of Bathrooms
[ ]4. Seatbelts
[ ]5. Double Knot Your Shoes
[ ]6. The Skillet
[ ]7. Travel Light
[ ]8. Get a Kickass Partner
[ ]9. Carry a Change of Underwear
[ ]10. Don't Swing Low
[ ]11. It's a Marathon, Not a Sprint!
[ ]12. Bounty Paper Towels
[ ]13. Shake it off
[ ]14. Pack your Stain Stick
[ ]15. Bowling Ball
[ ]16. Use your Head: Cut off Theirs!
[ ]17. (Don't) Be a Hero
[ ]18. Limber Up
[ ]19. Ideal Protection = Short Hair, Tight Clothes
[ ]20. Get up the Staircase, then Destroy it.
[ ]21. Avoid Strip Clubs
[ ]22. When in Doubt, Know Your Way Out!
[ ]23. Get out of the car and onto the bike
[ ]24. Blades don't need reloading
[ ]25. No Place is Safe, Only Safer!
CompanySam sighed heavily and leaned against the headboard, closing his eyes and trying to relax.Company5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Dean had gone to get some food, leaving Sam alone in the dingy motel room with nothing to do. He had his laptop, but there was no research to do. The two had reached a kind of lull in their hunting activities. Nothing major had made itself known to them, and they were left with nothing to do but sit back and rest for a while. Which was perfectly fine with Dean, but Sam needed something to do.
Sam opened his eyes with a frown when a sound reached his ears. It sounded like something was scratching at the window.
He got up and made his way cautiously to the window, grabbing the knife that lay on the nightstand. Whatever it was, it was persistent. A shape-shifter maybe? The sound it was making though, he could have sworn it was...
He swung the curtains aside, knife ready, and was met with...
Sam frowned and stared at the small creature almost suspiciously. It had slightly messy brown fur, a
Chucky's POV A Broken Heart and a Shattered Dream: Chucky's POVChucky's POV7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By Kayla chuckylover M.
Yeah it was around November of 1988, it still sticks on my mind to this day.
Tiff and I had one of our Crazy nights Again, but hey there aint no crime in a good time ay?
Heh heh, now if I can keep it clean, yeah thats the hard part, Tiff says Im always explainin things that I shouldnt say in public, but I dont give a fuck, but I still love her anyway, shes my all.
For Samantha VoorheesLet me weave you a tale about a young girl, who later met the love of her life, a true and famous horror legend.For Samantha Voorhees5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Samantha, a fifteen year old teenage girl, was sitting close to the camp fire. She wears a black short sleeved shirt under a light green jacket, and a pair of blue jeans. Her brown eyes are the same color as her long hair, a purple and green bow is tucked behind her right ear. Samantha lets out a long sigh, and continues to stare at the fire. The others are sound asleep, she is alone with her thoughts.
Samantha then turns and glares at the dark corners of the woods, as a sudden sound of rustling terrifies her.
"Who's out there?" Samantha whispers, not wanting to wake the others.
She heard nothing, save the rustling.
Samantha jumps to her feet. "Who's out there?!"
Suddenly, a strong breeze blows up from the ground. The fire goes out, everything is dark. Samantha's heart slowly begins to race as the cold chills of fear paralyze her. Sudden screams of horror fill the very air S
PartyParty4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
*me, Julia, Jason, Freddy, Michael, and Jamie are all out in the living room celebrating Jason's birthday with a party. Amanda is in the kitchen baking a cake.*
me: Happy Birthday Jason! *hugs him*
Freddy: So how many bitches you get this time?
freddy: OO Damn....in one day??
jason: *smug look* *nods*
Julia: YAY FOR SQUISHY!! *noms Jason's head*
me: Umm...J...Julia? You know he's NOT the cake.....right?
Julia: BUT HE'S JUST AS DELICIOUS!!
me: Oo riiiiiiight.....
michael: *peaks head in kitchen* Amanda, how's the ca-?
amanda: *whisking the hell out of the batter in a bowl* A IS FOR AMBER WHO DROWNED IN A POOL! B IS FOR BILLY WHO WAS EATEN BY GHOULS!
michael: Oo ooookaaay....but, how's the c-?
amanda: C IS FOR CURT WITH DISEASE OF THE BRAIN! D IS FOR DANIEL DERAILED ON A TRAIN!
michael: Oo this is...hopeless.....
jamie: -_- I got this Uncle Michael.
michael: *tilts head, confused*
amanda: E IS FOR ERIC WHO WAS BURIED ALIVE!
jamie: KITTY WANTS TO
Taking Up the Gauntlet (a TMNT 2012 fanfic)Taking Up the Gauntlet (a TMNT 2012 fanfic)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Taking up the gauntlet: To accept a challenge
Taking Up the Gauntlet
When April entered the sewer lair, she found Splinter meditating on the couch in the common room. At the sound of her footsteps he turned and looked up at her as she stood at the top of the stairs. A long, uncomfortable silence filled the room. The soft beeping and chirping of the arcade games only made the silence even louder. There were many questions Splinter wanted to ask her. He wanted to know what happened with the pigeon man, why she had come back alone, where his sons were and what they were doing, and so on. But from her dismal demeanor, her slumped shoulders and downcast eyes, he sensed that those questions would have to wait.
His furry white brows drew together in concern. "You seem tired."
She nodded her head listlessly, eyes focused on the space of floor between her feet.
Picking up his walking stick, he rose from the couch. "Come with me." He turned and walked toward the kitchen.
Can You Fix It?Michael: *fiddling with computer, getting frustrated* Why won't this damn thing work...???Can You Fix It?3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Jason: *walks by, silently whistling to self*
Michael: Jason, why isn't this turning on?!?
Michael: Maybe.... AMANDA??!
Amanda: *drops through ceiling and lands flat on tile* Yyyeeeeeeeeesss~?
Michael: Oo....uhhm...are...you okay?
Amy: *peeking over hole in ceiling* DID SHE GO KERSPLAT?!?
Amy: T-T Awww....
Amanda: BUT I HEARD MY PLATYPUS SNAP!!
Michael: Oo..........I don't even....
Amanda: *stands up* Did you need something Kiiiiiiiitttttty??
Michael: Oh, yeah, the computer won't turn on! Is something wrong with it?
Amanda: Hmm.... *takes a stethoscope to it* Mmhmm.....Mmhmmmm....Oh, I see...yes...
Amanda: My medical knowledge tells me that chocolate is delicious and you are sexy as hell. Sexy indeed.
Amy: What about Chucky? He's pretty hot too!
Amanda: But could you imagine doing it with rubber?? O_e It'd be like-
Razor BladesI was always taught not to play with razor bladesRazor Blades4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
When I do though, the pain, it slowly fades
Such a simple toy it is, a sheet of steel
Somehow it helps my emotional wounds to heal
I know that what I am doing is weird
If my scars are seen I will probably be feared
That is why I always make them out of sight
When my family are sleeping in the dead of night
I am supposed to use this tool for shaving
Good thing you don't know how I am behaving
If you were to see what I have done to myself
Then you would really begin to doubt yourself
This might just continue for the next few decades
This relationship I have with my razorblades
AkuRoku: Razor Blade Ch:2The clock told him it was quarter to 10. Axel sighed lightly and looked at the sleeping form on top of him. He was so much cuter when he slept, but Axel never told him that. It would be cruel to get up and wake Roxas, so Axel remained, kissing Roxas lightly on the forehead and placing his head back onto the armrest and waiting for the blonde to wake.AkuRoku: Razor Blade Ch:28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was about half an hour later when Roxas awoke, yawning and stretching, before realising he wasnt in the bedroom, nor on a bed.
He looked to his left. He was on top of Axel. Looking around, he was also in the front room. Then he remembered.
Good morning! he smiled back, as enthusiastic as ever. Axel smiled back, always pleased when his companion was. Roxas bent and kissed Axel before sliding off him and going to the kitchen.
Ill be with you in a minute Rox! Axel called, wanting to stay comfy a little longer. He also had some morning wood to take c
Your Love is My DrugAn Anastasia x Treasure Planet crossover.Your Love is My Drug2 years ago in Romance More Like This
A Dimitri Sudayev x Jim Hawkins oneshot, based on Ke$ha's Your Love Is My Drug.
Maybe I need some rehab. Or maybe just need some sleep, Jim thought as he tiredly rubbed at his face. He wearily loaded up the tub with dirty dishes to take to the kitchen. Across the room, his mom was trying to placate an irate Mrs. Dunwiddie, who was apparently upset about the cook’s ability to prepare her breakfast. Jim was happy he wasn’t the one being yelled at. It’s not like it was the new cook’s fault, anyway. He would have been frustrated, too, if he was in young Morgan’s place. The amphibian wasn’t yet used to the business the Benbow Inn experienced during the weekends. But their weekend chef had quit and they needed someone to cover for him.
But that wasn’t what Jim was worried about.
I got a sick obsession, he continued to berate himself in his head. The frog-like Morgan was frantically rushing around the ki
razor blade romance.razor blade romance.razor blade romance.11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those who don't cut can never understand
It's not something you can comprehend on command
It's an adrenaline rush nothing else can compare
People who cut have many people stare
It's a way to express your deepest darkest pain
If you can't understand it, then please don't complain
Love for the metal running against the skin
It is something that nothing else can bring
Watching the deep red blood drip from the deep cut
To the non cutters I am nothing but a nut
Metal penetrating my skin heals my sorrow
In my own pain and blood I will wallow
I have nothing to loose but my internal twinge
When the blood drips I will do anything but cringe
The smile of content marked upon my face
Grinning, means the razor has found its place
DrunkFreddy: *sitting on couch, flipping through TV* Ugh...so bored... WHY IS THERE NEVER ANYTHING TO DO AROUND HE-?!Drunk4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Me: *falls down steps* WEEEEEEE!!!!
Freddy: Oo...You alright there kid?
Me: *giggles* I LIKE KITTY CATS!
Amanda: *falls down stairs after me* THIS IS SOOO FUNNNN!!!
Me: IKR?!? *gets up and falls back down*
Freddy:..okay you two are acting weirder than normal, what's going on?
Me: Re..remember that...umm... BEER!
Amanda: I LIKE THE BOTTLE THAT HAD THAT THING IN IT!
Me:...I SEE A FLYING TURTLE, RIGHT THERE ON THE CEILING!!
Amanda: OO OMG NOOOO!!!! *grabs me and uses me as a human shield*
Freddy:...there's nothing there...
Me: YOU NEED TO STOP HIDE...HIDING ALL DAT ALCOHOL FROM US!...YEAH!
Freddy: Oo...wait...you two are DRUNK?
Amanda: AND YOU'RE SEXY!!
Me: I SECOND THAT NOTION!
Freddy: Oo...Jack Daniels I love you.
Me: IM GONNA SING A SONG NOW!!
Amanda: *hands me hairbrush* SING IT GIRL!
Me: A B C D E K RRRRRR!!!!
Sick?*at hospital with amanda, freddy, michael, jason, jamie, and me*Sick?4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
everyone: *walks in*
jason: *carrying me* ......?
michael: Over here I think.....excuse me, miss?
receptionist: *looks up* Yes sir?
michael: *points to me* She's really sick.
amanda: Most people that come in here are you know.
michael: -_-+ Yes.....
receptionist: Oo Umm....why is she covered in blood?
michael: OO She...uhh....
amanda: RABID SQUIRRELS ATTACKED HER!!
michael and receptionist: OO WHAT??
jamie: YES! RABID SQUIRRELS!!
amanda: so...many....they just came from no where.....
jamie: AND DA PINEAPPLES!!
amanda: Oo OH GOD THE PINEAPPLES!!! *cries*
receptionist: OO so...she...was....attacked by rabid squirrels and pineapples?
michael: Uhh...I guess she was...
receptionist: Okay then....is she unconcious?
freddy: -_- does it LOOK like she's unconcious??
receptionist: TT Just asking routine questions, sir.
michael: Yes she is.
receptionist: Okay then, what are her symptoms?
Connor: Of Heart and SoulHis breath rattled in his throat. His father held him easily by the front of his torn bloodied robes. They were soaked in thick dark blood that gently seeped from the gunshot wound to his side and sword cut to his chest. His body was a ruin of bruises and injuries and scars. He had not seen thirty summers – and now it appeared would not see any more.Connor: Of Heart and Soul2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“The Assassins are finished,” Haytham hissed, shaking him and then letting him go. Connor crumpled bonelessly to the ground, his cheek pressed against the cool earth. He could not move. Did not want to move. Had no will. No strength to defend himself when his father’s boot kicked him over onto his side. The bitterness of defeat, of his immanent death, roiled in his mouth mixed with the blood that he could no longer summon energy to spit. It simply slid from the corner of his closed mouth in a red rivulet, slow like lava down a volcano. Haytham’s hand on his gasping chest was a distant, disembodied sensation.
TechnologyMichael: ALESHA?!? Will you come in here and help me figure out this damn thing before I break it!!?Technology4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Me: *rushes in* What is it?!
Michael: *holding IPhone* This....THING...whatever this is!! I can't figure the damn thing out!!
Me: Well, for starts, THAT'S an IPhone....wheeerrreeee did you get it at anyways?
Michael: Amanda stole it so I took it away from her.
Me:....and didn't return it?
Michael: She says she stole it from the pineapples. -_-
Me: Oo...riiiiiiight....ANYWAYS *grabs IPhone* Alright, so see this button? You touch it and you can call people. Got it?
Michael: But how did you get to there?
Me: You were already there....you just press THIS ONE button and it-
Michael: Wait, you're going to fast, slow down!!
Jamie: What are you doing Uncle Michael?
Michael: Learning how to use this Me-phone.
Michael: Whatever it's called!
Jamie: OO You shouldn't be using that Uncle Michael!! It's dangerous!! *snatches phone*
Michael: Oo Why is it dangerous??
Jamie: You're t