The Broly Videl RomanceDisclaimer: Don't own dragonballz, Broly or Videl. The rights to this belong to Akira Toriyama ( Did I spell that right?)The Broly Videl Romance10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chapter: 1 Monstrous Savior
" Ahahahah!" Broly laughed as his enimes tried desperatly to hold back his assault. His hand shook holding the massive orb in place as the blue energy waves from Kakarot and his spawn tried to push it back. " KAKAROT!! PUHAHAHA!!!" He laughed as he fired another blast of energy down on the giant orb, the planet shook as the blast collided cracking apart the ground beneath them as the ball was sent back twoards the planet.
" Dig deep both of you! Don't let Broly destroy the earth!" He heard Kakarot say as his energy blast was pushed back yet again. Broly laughed as his hand glowed, the green orb ready to end this fight once and for all, Kakarot would die! The blast glowed as his barrier shrunk creating the blast which fired from his hand. It spiraled outwards just as another golden blast came from out in the sky. I
You Make Me SmileYou Make Me Smile10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You make me smile with all that you say,
you lighten my days in every way.
In a world were I have felt so alone,
you give me comfort in all that you have shown.
Since life is based on fate it's destiny we met,
for the time I spend with you I will never regret.
I cherish everything you bring to the plate,
I trust you won't harm me in any way.
Thankful I am humanity created you,
beautiful you are in all that you do.
A thousand miles I would walk just to see you smile,
because to me our friendship is worth the while.
There is nothing I wouldn't do for the ones who fill my heart,
I would take your pain away if I could only find the start.
Believe me when I say all my words are sincere,
I will slay all those who force you to shed any tears.
I will break t
What I SeeWhat I See10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sure on the outside I am easy on the eyes,
but it is what lies underneath which makes me realize.
My demons seep through my every pore,
so strong and intense, I can't ignore.
It has been this way since my birth,
it makes me wonder, "What is my worth?"
My reflection in the mirror bears my shame,
the Seraphim of Chaos is my ultimate name.
When looking at me I wish for beauty and grace,
then maybe I could stand the sight of my wretched face.
After that I then wish I were pretty in my mind,
so then I am not forced to run and hide.
For now I have no choice but to accept,
I am a devil with many regrets.
Last CallLast Call6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think about life and what a joke it is.
Friends say they're your friends until they get what they want.
Lovers are your lovers until something shiny and new come along.
God is there but only in a book.
Government is there only to make you a slave.
I have been burned, bruised, betrayed, and broken.
To think about living another day of suffering only to die in the end;
there is no point.
We are all worm food, might as well end the pain sooner than later.
Last call, anybody want to join me for a shot?
NEW WORLD ORDERNEW WORLD ORDER10 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
"NEW WORLD ORDER"
I am nauseous and weary of humanity. I am revolted and emaciated from others conformity. I cannot bear to exist another day conscious of the world's continuous heading in the same direction that is unless someone stops it. It is time to remove the blinders off of the nations who cling to them as if it is their source of life. It is time to cause those who cast their self-righteous stones to realize exactly who it is they are casting them at. It is time to make the corporations preying on the naive youth for their sheep like qualities to take another look, to recognize that everybody is not as gullible as they deem. It is time to succeed in forcing those whisperers and nay Sayers to stand up and take notice. The time has come to join together as one and influence a revolution. Together we will break the molds that ha
KotOR: Carth And The Fangirl It was a quiet evening in the happy world of BioWareLand. Carth, Revan and Mission were walking up and down the hallways of the large office building, discussing how the game designers were going to pull off something as large-scale as rescuing Bastila. Suddenly, Revan squeaked and skidded to a halt. Carth stared at her strangely, and as she pointed behind him, Mission started giggling.KotOR: Carth And The Fangirl8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Don't look now, flyboy," Revan whispered, "but you've got an admirer."
"Other than you?" Carth asked.
"Other than me."
Carth turned slowly, and when he did, he just about leaped a mile off the ground. For right behind him was...
She had big eyes (almost like you might find on a chibi) and an adorably stupid grin. She watched Carth unceasingly, never letting her eyes leave his face. Carth felt suddenly very nervous, but he couldn't move, because The Fangirl fawned over him every time he trie
Wake Up, America(6/29/2014)Wake Up, America9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can any American--
No, can anyone really say
"God bless America"
without recognizing the irony
in speaking those words
as we live in a nation
that applauds evil
and mistakes lawlessness for freedom?
We live in a nation
where everyone does what is right
in their own eyes,
A nation where we encourage
achieving success at any cost,
where we desire sex
with no boundaries,
where we proclaim spirituality
Welcome to the temple
of our idol named Pleasure,
and like a whore she enters
our hearts through our pockets.
We stuff our faces with that bread
to fill our bellies instead of our souls,
We drink our fill of wine to get drunk
and forget His bloodshed on the cross.
"America, America, God shed His grace on thee"
So we can look spiritual
as we say 'Amen' every Sunday
and then laugh in Jesu
HeartlessHeartless7 years ago in Open More Like This
My friend - I move to speak,
For in you I shall confide,
Of an emptiness bore deep inside,
Shadows - where I hide.
How long has it been thus,
Since I was hence torn apart?
A being void in nothingness,
Lacking feeling of a heart.
Remnants of a shadowed past
Have drifted beyond the seal,
Yet forever locked away are those
Memories of how to feel.
Oh' how frail is the heart,
To collapse in the conquering fist!
Submit! unto that which bore you,
Darkness of the endless abyss.
And what remains born of this,
When darkness takes back the heart?
Only the nothing left behind,
Existing where nobody aught.
This nonexistence lay not within,
Supreme darkness - nor in the light,
But in the ever void - where lies,
A want for hearts taken flight.
The keepers of the want are naught,
The nonexistent ones.
Taking heartless - watching heartfelt won,
Keeping all - yet feeling none.
Deep within the realm of twilight,
Shadows of nobody - can you see?
In a world that never was,
dragdrag11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Of anathematized eggheads, dead poets, uprooted saddle-tramps -
an eclectic shangri-la that impales itself upon her sensibilities
like a beached whale on her shore
And this cold, small man-
call him Animus Annihilated-
"You wanna see Heaven baby?, Here's your chance." -
An open invitation to cool her heels in
the shadow of his soul.
Hoodwinked by her own loathsome ideal
she ogles the out-side,
staring through the cigarette that drips from her mouth,
into her love's eye
Grown Shippo + Mature KagomeShippo/Kagome --Almost thirty, Kagome is about to visit the magic well that rejected her after Naraku's defeat, 12 yrs ago. Her mother is selling the shrine...will it work for her one more time? Angst,WAFF,M/F,ExhGrown Shippo + Mature Kagome9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Big Bad Wolf The Big Bad Wolf walked into the Neverland Bar, looking out of place in the smoky, grimy room. The bar instantly fell silent as little children, goblins, and assorted woodland creatures scampered out of his way, oblivious to the fact that they were only making his bad mood worse and thinking only to get away from him. He didn't care how scared they were-it was tea time and he needed a drink. He sniffed and brushed a speck of dust from his spotless white sleeve. Motioning to the barman, he took a seat at the back of the room, near a pretty girl with flaming red hair. He took off his hat and flicked his ears, his tail winding out of the way as he sat down. A nervous barmaid brought him a drink, which he accepted gratefully. After he'd gotten half the bottle down, he began to feel better. He'd had a rough day, and all he wanted a chance to relax and be left alone.The Big Bad Wolf9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The woodsmen were getting braver, pushing
SleepSleep11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a tsetse fly
drinks its next meal
the sun, newborn crying,
is sky ilk
a maze of feathery canopy;
the Bandundu forest,
gives birth to a
litter of bananas-
grass covered savannahs,
stubborn windblown maize
to the river, where
water walking fish farmer
casts a drowsy eye
on a school of tilapia
playing in his bamboo den;
a kihuta viper opens
its razor mouth
while decadent sockets,
hanging by swollen neck,
as he is carried to the garden.
like an old antelope
pulses, waiting to slip
into its last coma,
palm stem walls blanketing
the mind's catacombs
while your planted carcass watches
a tsetse fly
drink its next meal.
Bottles of HappinessBottles of Happiness11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
i grabbed the bottle
and took my first shot
and the more i drank
the more i forgot
i cant describe
the feelings i had
i was no longer angry
i was no longer sad
i was so happy
for the first time in years
but the next morning came
and so did my tears
so back to the bottle
in which i believed
that all of my problems
would soon be relieved
i continue to drink
to take away pain
even though each morning
is always the same
what sits in that bottle
makes me complete
for sometimes a day
or even a week
i used to cut
and make myself bleed
but this feeling is more,
this is just what i need
i am starting to think
with such a clear mind
i am feeling depressed
i must leave this behind
so another drink
is what it will take
to make me so happy,
so happy, its fake...
Hostility Towards TerragenHostility Towards Terragen10 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Hostility towards the program terragen has always been present, and most likely, always will be. But let's get down to brass tacks. What is terragen? It's a 3d scenery generator. Right. There's no real Modelling process involved per se, and it looks and works completely different (to all means and purposes of the majority) to a 3d modelling application such as 3d studio max or Maya. It is comprised of a series of mostly numerical controls, and a few random generators based on numerical/slider inputs.
...this means, it's an easy program, and requires little or no effort to pull off good results.
Here's my favourite word of this article. WRONG.
The program is as deep as you want it to be, just as many other art orientated programs are. The quality of the results produced from it are proportional to the artists skill in using it. Just becau
Amber Pools - the whole storyAmber Pools - the whole story10 years ago in Teen More Like This
Prelude: Dream of Me
I'm not sure how I ended up in front of the church, but at the moment it didn't seem to matter. I stood at the foot of the stone steps in a deep blue fitted gown. Blue? What happened to black? Well guessed I must not be there for a funeral... With blue flowers in my hair and a white rose in my hand, I wandered through the large wooden doors, hoping I looked like I belonged. I'm not sure why the sudden impulse to go there, I just knew that I had to.
No one seemed to notice me as I made my way through the church halls. I walked easily, letting my feet guide me as if I had been there many times before. I came to a chapel decorated with pink delicate roses. How nauseating. I slipped into the back pew and placed my rose beside me. Things were making little sense. I looked around me, not recognizing anyone. Why was I in a church at a wedding?
Awake Under the BlanketsAwake Under the Blankets10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Closer to darkness than anticipated,
the shadows breach the wall and slip
across the carpet.
With childish certainty the danger slides
and toils and bristles with thorns and eyes,
and eyes peer out from under sheets.
Magic never stood the test of time,
but clutching teddy close
prevents a mind spilling into tears.
Evil stalks on spindle legs
grown knobby and buckled through age,
the weight of slushy ooze a challenge.
Ears pick out the smacking of lips,
a meal made of child on the menu,
the slither of entrails never tucked in.
Move and be found, the little boy lost
inside the mind of an adult left to think,
quake with unease, but barely breath in truth.
While eager tentacles fumble with claws
made scratchy through crushing babies bones,
a pulse throbs under the blankets.
Catch the glow beneath sleeping cloth,
the torch bulb switched to combat fear,
and see the throwing off of covers.
The monster reels, flailing parts unknown,
descending the stair that waits in silence
at the back of the
The Future of DeviantART?The Future of DeviantART?10 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Over the course of the last 23 months as a deviant, I've seen some things that most others never get the chance to, and I've seen the highs and lows of the community. I've seen the transfer from version to version with the each new August; I've seen what it's like to be a deviant; I've seen what it's like to wear the staff hat as well; I've even seen being banned. But, I ask you this: Why am I still here? What makes me keep coming back here, and supporting this place so strongly? What it is I'm yet to find properly and define, but I know for sure, it's slowly dwindling away, fading into the distant memories of better times when deviantART was simply the best website around without the slightest shadow of a doubt. No'urdays, community seems to be taking a backseat to the corporate ventures the site seems to be undertaking at an exponentially quick rate. With every passing day, a new move towards turning dA into exactly what it is not: a corporation.
When it was founded in 2000, t
Deutsche Namen - German NamesDeutsche Namen - German Names2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In the modern Germany, the real old germanic names are said to be old-fashioned and so they´re
starting to die out with the new generations. The Germans give their babies usually foreign names.
Hebrewish: Daniel, Michael, Anna, Maria, Magdalena...
Latin: Markus, Viktoria, Felix, Maximilian...
Old-Greek: Lukas, Sophia, Stefan, Katharina...
French: Chantalle, Agnes, Andre...
And today more and more English: Kevin, Justin, Mandy, Jenny, Jason...
Also very short names are "trendy" like: Tim, Tom, Max, Mia...
The Germans begin to lose a part of their identity and tradition and replace their names
with foreign ones, a very bad trend that could wipe out all real germanic names soon.
The Germans think the names of their grandparents sound bad, what a mess...
The old germanic names were mostly constructed of two words, for example Siegfried is made of
Sieg (victory) and Fried(en) (peace).
Meaning of the germanic names:
Name of an animal (wolf, eagle, bear...):
Edward x Jacob 'Part One'Despite the drizzle from the previous night, it was settling and becoming a pleasant day in La Push. Jacob was tempted to walk on the beach once more, but that offered for too much thinking time. No, he knew he had to keep his mind occupied and try not to think of them. It would work out for him in the end, he just had to remind Bella of what she knew was true.Edward x Jacob 'Part One'7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Though, with that leech it was turning out to be far more difficult than he had expected. Once again, Bella had been conveniently busy.
Dont tell me, making wedding plans with the bloodsuckers?
Actually, for your information, Im not even seeing Edward until later. Im going over to Angelas house.
Jacob was actually surprised that the two werent connected together as usual. Almost constantly, he would hear Bella sighing or not listening to him because of the filthy leech beside her, doing God knows what as they were on the phone. Jacob always seethed with anger but cou
I'm here for youI'm here for you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know it hurts for I've felt your pain
You want to give up
and let the enemies erase you
So I'm telling you now
That your life isn't over
There's still a chance to find happiness
and to have a smile
There's many who feel the same as you do
and I'm sure you know that is true
But did you know that I'm one of those people
who wishes they'd disappear?
I plaster a smile on my face around you
and everyone else
But inside it's cold and dark
and taken over by misery
So I'm telling you now
that all my words are true
I want to be the one
you run to when you're scared
I want to be the shoulder to cry on
when your broken down and alone
I'm always there for you with arms opened wide
please don't over look me now
I'll gladly push all my pain far away
if it would help you recover
And if all you need is a hug
then I'll hug you tight and not say a word
All I'm saying is you're not alone
I'm right here for you whenever you need me
I'm your friend
Im ganzen Vaterland english translationIm ganzen Vaterland english translation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Im ganzen Vaterland - In the whole fatherland
Now, through the wide gate
the grenadiers move out.
My heart is leaping for joy,
and sets out with them, too.
Since at the grenadiers,
my darling is already there.
There´s noone being as faithful,
in the whole fatherland.
In the whole fatherland!
And noone is as beautiful,
as my Theodor is.
Not even the captain himself,
and not even the major.
My heart is leaping for joy,
marching away with him.
When I hear the trumpets sounding,
of our battalion.
Of our battalion.
At Whitsun, we will celebrate,
then I will be out, darling.
There´s none as happy as you,
in the whole fatherland.
The Definition of HateThe Definition of Hate8 years ago in Open More Like This
THE DEFINITION OF HATE:
Not helping what has come over you,
exiled and cold now viewing sad truth.
Working so hard to love the ones who have lied,
expert of grief facing what has been denied.
Inner monologue details hard facts,
landmark scars bring on devilish acts.
Removing white veils to reveal what's been marred,
a curse has been set as you blame heaven's stars.
Landmark choice to bite the hand that feeds,
skeptical of intent on dished out deeds.
Silence falls victim to vast screams in your head,
no rest for the wicked all hope is now dead.
Unser Rommel english translationUnser Rommel english translation3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Unser Rommel - Our Rommel
We are the German Afrika Corps.
The Führer´s brave troop.
We rush out like the devils.
Spoil the soup of the Tommy.
We are not afraid of heat and desert-sand.
We defy the thirst and the sunburn.
March with the beat of our drum:
|: Forwards with our Rommel! : |
The Brits fear us like the plague.
They are sitting on pins and needles.
We want revenge for German-East and Southwest.
That once they have stolen us cowardly.
Are Churchhill and Roosevelt also inflamed in anger.
We throw the enemies out of every country.
It beats the drum to arms:
|: Forwards with our Rommel! : |
With us, united in struggle and in victory.
Are marching Italy´s soldiers.
As once the sun of peace shines again for us.
And we come back to our Germany.
But when the enemy´s bullet will find me.
Then let me rest in the desert-sand:
And touch again the drum
|: Forwards with our Rommel: |