StormStorm2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Why are we in Kinugawa again?" The redhead beside me asked Hiro. The brunette hadn't really told us anything, but he had called Kou to tell him that I was needed. I didn't understand why in the fact, and the tall man had said something, but I hadn't paid that much attention.
"I don't know why you are here, but the guy you took down last week said that he wanted to talk to the guy that went as Yoshiko, and I guessed it was Yori. You would never choose that name on anything."
A week. That was how long it had been since we needed to head up here in order to find a source of drugs. We had been receiving mysterious calls, but the only thing we had managed to find out of place was different drug deals, but we only had managed to get one the first day. We broke it apart and managed to capture one of the dealers and we managed to get some drugs off them.
As well as a clue that helped solve the mystery of how the Dragon Speed was spreading so fast.
"Yori? You listening?" I glanced at Kai. Thin
Jingle Bells-- Halo 3 StyleRiding on a 'hogJingle Bells-- Halo 3 Style3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Plowing through the fray
O'er hills we go
Fragging all the way
Needles 'round us ping
Making our shields bright
What fun it is to shoot and sing
Our slaying song tonight!
Jingle bells, Prophet smells
Jackal laid an egg
Hunter got annoyed at him
And tore off his leg
Jingle bells, shot gun shells
Hope it never ends
Oh what fun it is to fight
And kill all of your friends!
A day or two ago
I thought I'd take a ride
And soon the Arbiter
Was seated by my side
The Warthog it was jacked
And then we both got shot
We plowed into a mass of Grunts
And then we got upsot!
Oh, jingle bells, Johnson yells
Throw all your grenades
Flood is gonna kill us all
In many gruesome ways
Jingle bells, though I fell
I'll respawn again
Oh what fun it is to fight
And kill all of your friends!
Worth waiting forSome say that when you die your life flashes before your eyes. The question I always asked in response to that was, How did they know?Worth waiting for4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well I'll tell you something now they're wrong. You do see some memories bits of the past that you held on to and preserved because they were painful or precious. But they don't whiz past like children on a fairground ride, oh no. They stay. They captivate you, hold you in the moment, each second dragged out and extended, giving you more pain or pleasure than you ever thought could be felt. Each sight sharp with colour and clearer than sunlight on snow. You remember the musky scent that made you shiver every time he was nearby. His hands, rough and calloused from years of honest living. You remember exactly how soft their skin was when you held them in your arms for the first time, and the sound of their laughter years later. The glitter of setting sunlight dancing on the surface of the Pacific coupled with anticipation as he bent to kiss
Angel Falls: The BlackwellsNo demon is safe, no deity is sacredAngel Falls: The Blackwells3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
-Blackwell Family motto
Name: The Blackwell Family
Type: Internationally Based Family of "Monster" Slayers
AF Designation: Wild Card
Number of Members: Unknown, but not accounting for the occasional "hired help" and combat automatons the actual family is limited to its own blood.
Mission: To not only protect all of humanity from any alien threats, magical or otherwise, but also ensure its dominance in the known universe.
Mandate: The Blackwell family has operated entirely under its own power and authority for numerous generations. Due to the complications a strong force of meta-humans working around the globe without regard for nationality tend to raise, the Blackwells prefer to avoid the legal entanglements being governmentally sanctioned would bring.
Powers: The Blackwell family has been nothing if not adaptable throughout history, and their modern
The MansionThe Mansion1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a warm night as the full moon glowed brightly and brilliantly. A nude and elegant beauty was relaxing on the roof of a small cottage. Her porcelain skin glimmered under the light of the moon. The strands of silver in her hair sparkled radiantly as her fingers combed through her silky locks that cascaded from her head. Her appearance was every bit of perfect. Not a single scar nor rash shown on her body. Even her breasts appeared like they were sculpted by the gods.
Her glossy, peach lips curled into a smile of contentment as she stood to view her surroundings. She then inhaled and exhaled the night's scent as the wind began to pick up. As a mysterious shadow darted passed her, she gasped. She looked around her to see who or what it was, but there was not a soul in sight.
Suddenly, she became tense and felt her body freeze, refusing to move. The shadow had reappeared and moved a few feet behind her. The beauty shed a tear as her frozen body went limp. She mentally braced herself
Battle Dragon part18Battle Dragon part183 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The remaining days till new years eve were somewhat chaotic and rushed. Between me moving to the new place, my parents calling for explanations about why my cousin had a Battle Skin, and the whole mountain of paperwork and the like I had to go through, mixed along the fact that I was actually trying to keep up with the scheduled training and had to go through two to three fights a day to earn some money so I could save up some cash... I was beat up, tired and sore in more ways than I had thought even possible.
"Don't be such a wuss." Jade stared down at me as I lay lifeless on the new couch in our new flat. "Who doesn't celebrate new year?"
"I do." I replied, all too tired to actually do anything. "I wanted to go with my family, but it would risk me having to reveal about my Battle Skin." I sighed in frustration. "I had to make up a lame excuse about finding a new job to be able to pay rent."
"I heard." she simply commented. "You still seemed mad about something."
Letters to Rautu: First SnowLetters to Rautu: First Snow3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Letters to Rautu: The First Snow
It was customary in Frewyn for the first snowfall to occur the second week of the first month in winter. This was only an approximation but the citizens of Diras capital understood it as a certainty. The first snow had always come when the skies were clouded an impenetrable white and the atmosphere was damp and glacial. Many prepared with leather boots and woolen coats, and when the second week of the winter months came, they looked up at the skies and waited. Though the skies gave all the telling signs of a snowfall, the heavy clouds did not give way to expectation. Another week passed of bundled children, woolen leggings and reinforced feet but nothing came. The young of Diras were distraught but the Den Asaan was immensely pleased.
Rautu had endured one of Frewyn's abominable winters and he believed that the forbearance of one was quite enough. His fur trappings at his back and Sindhaara on his feet had done for him during the frigid campaign of the
ImpotenceHe felt the caffeinated words risingImpotence3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
through his digestive system,
Felt them bubble-simmer on
his tired tongue and
Urged them south along
his atrophied appendages to
Slaverring with concepts abstract
having lived famished in their absence,
now undulated in their return.
Internal cogs were winding to an
inevitably sexual climax.
External influences nothinged against
his skin and the broad
strokes of his train of thought.
Jittering, juicing practically
pen to paper
AloneAlone is what I am,Alone10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Alone is how I do,
Alone is how I can,
Alone, I make it through.
Alone, I deal with pain,
Alone, I am true,
Alone, I'm still sane,
But Alone, I'm without you.
AngelwingsAngelwings6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
sat at the window, waiting for the inevitable.
the sky was heavy with snow, and bruised clouds hung low to the horizon, turgid
with the potential storm. Even the light held a yellow tinge where it managed
to seep through to the world below. The ground had been frozen for days, the
trees stark and naked against the sky, stretching up their arms as though they
wanted to pierce holes in the clouds, but still no snow had come.
time he could snatch a glance Tom searched the sky for the first falling flakes.
His limbs ached with the need to be outside, his grey eyes glowed with it, his
mouth was pinched up with it. His snowshoes, skates, and skis had been sitting
in the understairs for seven months, and with only a few days of blizzards he
and his twin sister Abigail could be outside gliding across the plains, covering
miles in no time. A good hard frost, and maybe they could even make it to the Great River
and skate all the way down to Oustown.
A burning cuff to the ear
- Why -- Why -10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought I knew you.
I though you knew me.
Why is it when you need help you ask for me?
Yet your not there for me?
All I wanted was a hello,
but why do you make me feel alone?
Who do you think I am?
Do you not know of my powers?
Why do you treat me like dirt,
and step all over me?
If you want I can be your friend.
I will never leave you,
but you have left me.
Give me a sign,
let me know if you want to go.
Let me know if you don't want me as a friend,
since I am still waiting.
I am notI am not Cinderella, her story is not mineI am not3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not Jasmine, her beauty is not mine
I am not Belle, her brain is not mine
I am not Alice, her curiosity is not mine
I am not Aurora, her happy ending is not mine
I am Ariel, her beauty may not be mine but her courage is
ScaredScared9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love u
But I'm scared
Scared to love you
Scared 2 care
Scared 2 wake up
And find you arent there.
Scared 2 loose you
Scared 2 say
I love you more than yestrday
4eva til the end of time,
i'll be urs if u'll b mine.
ther is somthin i want 2 sae
i love u more each passing day
The Ghost and the OwlThe Ghost and the OwlThe Ghost and the Owl3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That day was unlike any other summer day. For most people it would seem just like a regular summer day, but it certainly wasn't. Many important things happened on that day, many things that were of great importance to the rest of the world. I will tell you about one of these things, for I think it was the most important one that happened that day.
To tell this story correctly, I have to tell a few things about a girl first. Her name is Silver and she will be the main character of our journey. She looks just like any other regular girl, so you would think that there is nothing special about her. You couldn't have been more wrong, her appearance is deceiving, for she is not a normal girl at all.
When she was two years old, she met her first friend, Indigo. Indigo's parents were visiting Silver's parents, because they were good friends. Indigo and Silver became best friends immediately. They didn't know why, but they felt as if they were the same, in some way, even w
The touch of the angels...Dear Reader,The touch of the angels...3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Life has it's ups and downs, and there things that gives us pain through out our lives. Our spirits is like a flame from a candle. By experience, it grows by strength, will, knowledge, power, and love. But in many times, fate can snuff it out, driving us to sorrow, hate, and fear.
I felt fear, hate, and sorrow many times before. From the day my bother died to My Parent's divorce to others, giving me pain...emotionally and spiritually. But my family and friends we not the only ones.
From the moment I rest in bed, the sadness grew from inside. My pain was unbearable. Then silence came and everything became quiet. Then it feel like wings wrapping me for comfort, the soft, gentle touch of a hand, and finally...a kiss on my forehead. The pain disappeared, a warm feeling replacing sadness. I awoke slowly, wondering what happened. Then I hear the opening of my door, left ajar. "An angel?" I wondered. "Was there an Angel?"
I can hear nothing, I can feel the warming of my soul, ret
ScaredI'm really scared.Scared8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have no words
To hide behind.
The words that save me
That express my heart
Just can't contain
I'm afraid I'm losing you,
I love you too much,
I don't know what to do…</b>
My mind is whirling.
My thoughts are unravelled
Into frantic fragments.
I can't think
My mind is numb
With the thoughts of possibilities,
What you might be thinking
I want to die
Nobody loves me
I have no one.</b>
I need you in my life,
I love you too much,
You will always have me…</b>
I'm lost in darkness
Without your guiding
I can't find you
Message ReceivedMessage ReceivedMessage Received3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I walk into your room that has been closed for so long.
I look around and see things as they were on that day.
Your is bed still rumpled from where you slept.
Your favorite shirt still lays on the back of the chair pulled out from your desk.
Your books still scattered, but yet so neat, lay opened to the pages you were reading.
Holding my breath I walk slowly in the door.
My breath caught in the hollows of my heart.
Time has passed but yet it has stopped forever.
In this moment there is no past or future just a longing that remains with me still.
Tears of time escapes from my eyes.
Profound loneliness fills my very essence of being.
I reach for your pillow and hold it tight.
I speak words of love into the silence wishing to hear your sweet voice.
How I long to sweep that curl of hair that always hung just beside your eyes.
How I long to hold you in my arms one last time.
Anger fills me with such a vengence while I walk among the memories held within these walls.
As Death Comes ByAs death comes byAs Death Comes By3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold envelopes my body
Creeps through my skin
And sinks in my bones
As death comes by
My heart wrestles for life
My lungs struggles for air
And my soul pleads for a reason
As death comes by
I say my final goodbyes
I abandon my hope-filled dreams
It's not always a happy ending
New alNew Alexandria, New ProblemNew al3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With all the ships entering the city of New Alexandria Marcus knew where the fight was heading.
He turned round to the captive Elite and walked over to him, he knelt down to him.
"Talk... I know you can" Marcus said,
The captive elite looked up to Marcus with anger. Marcus lifted his hands and removed his helmet. Placing it down onto the ground.
"We may be enemies... But I know there is something attacking us both, something killed your troops... And it wasn't human, what is it?" Marcus asked. The elite Stared Marcus in the eye.
"Parasite..." The elite grunted.
"Parasite?" Marcus asked.
"An infection... Plague upon the Galaxy... Almost as bad as yourself, human filth" he hissed with anger.
"So... A plague has killed thousands of people... Both human and covenant alike... It must be stopped" Marcus said.
"Foolish human, you cannot stop the flood!" The elite laughed.
"No! You're right I can't... But..." Marcus pulled his knife out and held it close to the elit
Mail Order: Chapter 2Mail Order: Chapter 210 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chameleon House was located in Actual Alley, with a book repair shop on one side and the office of a sage on the other. The unique edifice looked like a narrow, three-storey building similar to a brownstone; with a side-gabled slate roof, light grey stone walls, narrow windows in weirwood frames and a densewood front door. In the middle of the door was a wrought iron chameleon head with a knocker below it.
Even in a city famous for an endless variety of architectural styles, Chameleon House was noteworthy. Not for its outward appearance but for what it was. It was in fact not a brownstone at all but a rare magical artefact known as a Daern’s instant fortress. When activated, it grew from a small adamantine cube into an impregnable structure some thirty feet tall. Additionally, it was unique among its kind because it was self-aware. Further, it could alter its exterior to match that of its surroundings. Here in Sigil
Madame's Night OutCharacters (and web addresses of their bios):Madame's Night Out4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Madame Fatal: http://pdsh.wikia.com/wiki/Madame_Fatal
Captain Nazi: http://pdsh.wikia.com/wiki/Captain_Nazi
(Open to outside CAPTAIN NAZI's hideout, which looks like a run-down warehouse but with subtle swastikas incorporated into the decoration and two GUARDS at the front. MADAME FATAL approaches with HAMLET on his shoulder)
GUARD 1: You are not allowed here, fraulein.
MADAME FATAL: I'm sorry. I got turned around. Could you tell me where Q Street is?
GUARD 2: (Points off a ways) That vay.
MADAME FATAL: You're dears.
CAPTAIN NAZI: (Unseen, from inside) Vell, vell
(Cut to inside CAPTAIN NAZI's hideout. BULLETMAN and BULLETGIRL are chained and dangling above a vat of acid-Captain Nazi is a classic villain, after all-with various henchmen around and CAPTAIN NAZI looking up at his captives.
The hidden royalty Ch. 3The hidden royalty Ch. 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Hey you! Show yourself and exit from my room, okay? She exclaimed with a falsely brave tone.
The man turned, making his blond forelock twirling, and stared at her with an indecipherable expression. _____ felt awkward being scanned by those deep ocean blue eyes, maybe because that eyes belonged by the most handsome man she had ever seen. He has a light goatee which made think at an age superior than hers or Arthurs. He has blond long hair, strict in a little ponytail by a blue ribbon.
Although she felt really awkward the servant found some courage and continued: - What do you think, in this castle it isn't all yours!
The blond smirked and replied: - Oh, you're right, my dear, although it could be the truth someone said the princes have the kingdoms' keys, you know? And then he winked showing a set of keys; there was also hers in it.
______ was stunned and for two second her heart blocked. "I I said thief at the prince!"
- I-I'm really sorry Lord!
The White DesertDawn broke the dayThe White Desert1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
like an egg
on a canvas.
And her eyes
bled a trail
Coming from the arabesque land;
with her ivory skin
and mute screams,
she wrapped me
like their bitter fruit.
And bid me farewell,
pollinating my lips,
then waning in my vase.
I could see her
amongst the frigid flowers
on the windows,
as I entered the white desert,
where people reminisce
of the deaths of other people.