Death of MotherDeath of Mother6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sorry that I won't be there,
to brush your teeth, and comb your hair.
To tuck you up in bed each night,
and tell you everythings alright.
I'm sorry that when things get tough,
your fathers words won't be enough.
You will not find my warm embrace.
So you'll need to put on a brave face.
Know I'll miss you, as you'll miss me.
So please keep me in your memories.
Do not forget your mothers love.
As I watch you from high above.
I always want to shout out loud.
That your smart and kind and make me proud.
And though i'm gone I live in you.
I'll guide you in the things you do.
So when you feel alone and scared.
Just look inside and I'll be there.
Mother and child, our souls entwined.
Our hearts forever, one combined.
Coalition of Western RepublicsA militarist state basing itself on the American Empire, the Coalition of Western Republics is one of the galaxy's superpowers. The modern Coalition’s system of explicitly modeling itself after Imperial America is not unjustified. The Coalition is one of many remnant governments of the old United States, and like all of them claim it is the official one. The modern Coalition was founded on Columbia after the Endless War, a war between its German-speaking and English-speaking colonists. These colonists were descended from government officials, scientists, corporate executives and other VIPs that fled Earth as part of the New Dawn program. New Dawn was a program commissioned by the American and German governments to escape Earth for a habitable world if nuclear war ever occurs. When it finally did in the early 2240s, the American and German governments moved as many important persons as it could onto as many ships as they could and left for the Columbia System, roughly sixty thousaCoalition of Western Republics6 months ago in Settings More Like This
My Life with AspergersMy Life with Aspergers4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
When I was 13 years old I was diagnosed with a mild form of asperger syndrome, which is a high functioning autism. People with aspergers have an average to high IQ, have trouble understanding non-verbal cues and social norms, can be obsessive-compulsive, and can have physical clumsiness and an atypical use of language. People with it are usually very strong introverts, which can get to the point where we can spend hours- even days- without any social contact and not give it a 2nd thought.
Aspergers did not make my grade school career easy because I was certainly not normal. When I first received my diagnosis I hated it because to me it was like I had a disease for which there was no cure. Because I've grown and matured as a young woman and as a Christian, I am comfortable and OK with it. I am even sometimes thankful that God gave me aspergers because it gives me an independent streak that has gotten me out of sticky situations.
Prior to entering post-secondary education, my
The acquaintanceThe acquaintance4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"My people have a say: find the enemy of your enemy - and you`ll meet a friend!" - Urdnot Wrex, ME1
What can one feel awakening in the unknown room not remebering anything, with terrible headache and wearing little more than loincloth...? Party was good? I doubt that and one particular krogan would agree completely
With heavy sigh containing pain, anger, irritation and simply bad mood all in equal part Wrex opened his eyes. Fist two feelings he was lying on the cold metallic floor face down, and his arms were tied with some cuffs Other feelings, like pain in all body parts that he could feel, of being in such uncomfortable position for too long and dizzy came few minutes later. As his conciseness slowly returned to the state he counted as normal and the world before his red eyes as much slowly shaped from the blurry shades into more or less suitable form the Warlord understood his position and it sucked!
He was lying on the floor of some sort of cell about 10X
Beehive HighOh God, what's going on?! Am I dreaming? Somebody wake me up!Beehive High5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ahhhhh! My ankle! It hurts! It hurts!"
"Why are you doing this? What's wrong with you two? Stop! Don't come any closer. Get away! No! Let me guuughh "
And that's when I passed out.
What? What do you mean 'what's going on?' I'm telling you what happened to me. You need to know what happened before then? Alright.
It all started seven days ago, when she walked through the door of 1st period Math.
"Garfield Wolfe?" "Here." "Right. Anyone who's name I didn't call?"
Every eye in the room was drawn to the doorway, glued to the figure standing there. And figure was the right word. You could almost hear the guys panting as she clicked her way into the room on heels that sounded like they could puncture bones.
The teacher blinked, staring up at the girl in front of his desk as she ran a hand through thick blonde hair that hid her ears, wearing superiority like a q
The Princess and the PrimeThe Princess and the Prime11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
To those who did not know her, it would be easy to assume that Princess Celestia, diarch of Equestria, had very little to worry about in her life, save for the daily drudgery of ruling the kingdom. But that, naturally, was never truly the case, as there had been many times when the ruler of the sun had been required to help in times of need. And while many of Equestria's more recent crises had been quelled thanks to her former student, Princess Twilight Sparkle, there were still many days when Celestia took to the field herself to sort out whatever issue might befall her nation.
And so it was that today, she was flying through the skies of Canterlot, Equestria's crown jewel, at full speed, for word had reached her ears that there was an intruder in the city. When an outside force had last entered Canterlot, the populace had been driven into a panic, and she was not about to let that happen again. So, she deigned to deal with this matter herself, and was heading straight for where the n
Tron Legacy : ReimagingTron Legacy : Reimaging5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tron Legacy Reimagining
Following the salvation of The Grid from the tyranny of the Master Control Program, Kevin Flynn returned to the real world, becoming CEO of the ENCOM computer company. He designs a number of the world's most successful games based on his supposed exploits (he refers to them as 'dreams') in cyberspace. The most often occurring character in these and the most popular for gamers is the stalwart warrior program Tron.
His son Sam is enamored by his father's work, his stories of the world of Tron, and dreams the impossible dream of visiting The Grid. His father actually promises that one day he'll take him there.
It turns out to be the last words Kevin has with his son before he vanishes from the face of the Earth.
Sam grows up, somewhat embittered by his father's leaving him and his mother, but finding confidence in his father's old hobby of motorbike maintenance. He is incredibly rich but entirely irresponsible, preferring to live in a retrofitted garage and rarely
ME2: FidelityME2: Fidelity4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Game: Mass Effect
Characters/Pairings: FemShep / Garrus
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Bioware, I'm merely attempting to expand upon it.
This takes place a few days, possibly a week, after Arrival DLC. -Spoiler Alert for DLC-
The warm water showered her face as she ran her hands through her damp hair. Her arms crossed over her chest, her hands tightly clenching her bare shoulders. Taking a few steps forward, she wedged her body into the corner against the cold metal walls. The messaging, methodical flow of the water down her lightly pale back felt quite soothing. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself, and she slowly closed her eyes, letting the sound of the falling water fill her ears. The knot in her stomach was beginning to fade away, and her throat didn't feel as dry as it had when first arriving back at the Normandy.
Shepard suddenly n
Equestria Girls - After the MirrorEquestria Girls - After the Mirror9 months ago in Romance More Like This
She watched out from her balcony, her face bearing a clear and unmistakeable look of worry upon it. Twilight Sparkle, Princess of the Everfree Kingdom, was looking out from her usual spot, keeping her gaze upon the very edges of the nearby Everfree Forest. She'd been here for ages, counting the moments that passed her by, but dreading it all the same. They would be here soon, she told herself. Both of them, Shining, and him. Had it not been for the events of the past few days, Twilight would have normally greeted such a return with the uttermost glee. But today was different. For today she knew would it not be a happy reunion as she would have wanted. For there was something very important she needed to get off her chest. More specifically, she needed to speak to somepony very important.
"Y'all still plannin on tellin him?"
The voice came from behind her, and caused Twilight's ears to prick up slightly. Turning, she looked upon the similarly-worried face of her dear friend, Applejack.
Return to Rainbow FactoryReturn to Rainbow Factory4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Return to Rainbow Factory [Comedy][Dark][Sad][In that order]
By Saintbomber (GMail)
Snips attempted to muscle Scootaloo out from behind the podium so he could bang the gavel but found that, despite Scootaloo being a light and feathery orange pegasus, her sides were as tough as an earth pony's.
Snip's tiny unicorn body nearly bounced out from behind the podium with a swift swat of one of Scootaloo's small, powerful wings.
"AND WITH THAT," Scootaloo began, sliding back to the center behind the podium, "I call the official Rainbow Dash Fanclub meeting to order!" She beamed around the gavel as she brought it down on the podium.
"Our first order of business is to decide what our lodge is going to do for Nightmare Night this year!"
Cries of "Rainbow Maid Café!" and "Haunted Rainbow House!" filled the room.
Scootaloo groaned, and planted both hooves against the podium. "Come ON, guys!" she pleaded. "Cloudsdale is moving closer to Ponyville for a joint celebration this year because NIGHTM
The face of our enemy...The face of our enemy...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Normandy, a day after defeating Collectors.
Brina raised her eyes and looked on the turian entering her room: he was dressed in simple clothes and held some paper bag. Garrus seemed a bit tense, even cross and if she didn`t know better she could have think he was angry. Sheppard put the data pad she was reading on the table next to the prothean artifact and smiled, showing that seeing him was always a pleasure. But unfortunately this didn`t help, Varakian was as grim as a gravestone!
"Garrus? What is it, my friend?" Brina seriously started to worry, she gestured him to come and take a seat, but as he moved closer to her she saw the tension in his muscles he was all on pins and needles.
"I I can`t!" He squeezed that pity phrase collapsing on the soft pillows oh her couch, the "aftershock" even tossed Brina a bit, she had to grab the handrail to recover her balance.
"What is that all about, Vakarian?!" she looked at Garrus who sat with his head liter
An Unexpected CustomerAn Unexpected Customer9 months ago in Humor More Like This
The surroundings you find yourself in on this quiet and sunny afternoon were of a pristine, almost clinical white in appearance. A small room at the front of a modestly-sized building on one of Canterlot's many street corners. This was the Canterlot Spa, a frequent spot for many of the town's female residents. Clad in the standard white uniform of other workers here, it was clear to all that you were one of this place's employees, though your younger-than-average age for the job might have been a surprise to many of the spa's clientele. Looking around, you note how calm and uneventful things seemed to be today. No hustle and bustle of customers, nor even many other workers. It was a slow day to say the least, though your attention was drawn to the sound of footsteps behind you.
Turning, you gaze upon a young woman in her mid-twenties, her hair a bright pink and held back with a white band. Her skin a pale blue. You recognise her immediately as one of your employers, Aloe. Or poss
Faded DazzlingsFaded Dazzlings9 months ago in Drama More Like This
Canterlot High was, on most days, a fairly busy place, and given recent events, it had been even busier than most would have expected. But now, those events had passed, and things were finally getting back to normal for the students. And so here they were, in the school cafeteria, all occupying themselves with their usual activities, eating their lunches, hanging out with their friends and generally just enjoying the peace of the day.
But there were those among them that were not so happy. For there, sitting in a somewhat neglected corner of the cafeteria, was a trio of girls, all sitting solemnly around the same table. These girls had, until recently, been known as the Dazzlings, a group that had participated in the recent "battle of the bands" that the school had played host to. But that event had merely been a cover for the girls' true plans, for these three were no mere students, and more importantly, they were not even truly human.
These three, Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze and Sonata
Bubble Gum Pop - TGThe bubble lifted against his lips, the air pressing through him almost against his will as the bubble grew in size. He watched it grow to the size of his head, the breath to fill it expelling from his body until he had nothing more to give, and pulling in again as the bubble collapsed upon him.Bubble Gum Pop - TG5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He gasped at the feel of it, a substance too thick to believe clinging to his skin as the sent of it clung against his nose. He couldn't breath through it, more bubbles emerging with every attempt to pop again and spread across his body. He felt it clinging to him, the threads attaching to his clawing hands as he screamed. He couldn't get free, the pink pulling on his nails like a living figure as he felt them stretch. He gasped at their growth through a veil of pink, kicking desperately at the substance as his foot grew entangled.
He yelped as it snapped back, dropping him to the floor as it stuck to his leg, swallowing his body as it pulled. He could feel it tugging down his hair as it grew a
If you have patience...If you have patience...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Favorite weapon: X-15e Vindicator, Assault Rifle
Back Ground: Earth-born, sole survival
As always Samara flawlessly guessed her Commander was entering the observation chamber.
Jaina smiled and wagged her head.
"Someday you should teach me how to do that!"
Samara turned to her with a smile, she as usual was sitting on the floor with her legs crossed and meditating. She ceased her Biotic aura and motioned Commander to come closer.
"I do not use my abilities for such minor things, Shepard."
As Jaina approached her and took a seat near the Justicar, Samara continued.
"I simply recognize you by steps."
"Really?" Jaina sat near her and hugged her knees to her breast; it was the most comfortable position on this cold and hard floor.
"Your gait can not be confused: it is so assured, so determined...it feels for certain that you own this place. Of all people aboard only you show such confidence. "The Justicar looked at her and smi
Celestia's LossAs she gazed upon the letter in front of her, she couldn't help but smile. Celestia, Princess of the sun and co-ruler of Equestria, was sitting quietly in her chambers, near to a roaring fire, reading the latest letter that her former student, Twilight Sparkle, had sent to her. As a Princess herself, Twilight was no longer required to send her letters as he had so frequently done in the past. Still, Celestia couldn't blame her for wanting to continue the practice, as she too looked forward to reading the correspondence from the young alicorn now just as much as she did when she was her student.Celestia's Loss2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This letter, however, was not on some friendship lesson Twilight had learned, but on her latest journey into the Everfree Forest. Celestia had suggested she go there, specifically to her and Luna's old castle, to try and find whatever books she could find regarding the strange box given to them by the tree of harmony. Although Twilight was unsuccessful in that task, she had found something else
Doctor Who-Bioshock Cross 1Chapter One: The LighthouseDoctor Who-Bioshock Cross 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Location: North Atlantic
The little blue box fell from the sky, creating a burning wake as it hit the atmosphere. Down and down it sped, hurtling to earth in a fireball. Inside, a man in a tattered suit ran around a fire damaged control room laughed madly, as it plumeted downward, running around a central control panel pushing buttons, throwing levers, and banging at the controls with a hammer. As spurts of fire burst from the controls, his mad, almost insane laughter, one could hear shouts of "still not ginger", and "Geronimo". The course of craft was heading towards a small patch of ocean, over four hundred kilometers from the coast of Iceland. The box spiraled madly, twisting and turning, as though it were a top. It continued its descent towards the dark, waters of the North Atlantic at a breakneck speed, almost as if on a voyage to oblivion.
Meanwhile, in the seas below, the wreckage of a transatlantic airliner burned in the sea. A figure, in a
Aren Bestiary: Of Goblins and OrcsAren Bestiary: Of Goblins and Orcs3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Although often separated into two races, goblins and orcs, also known as huorcs or hijashi, belong to the same race, and are so close they can't even be considered subraces. Urusean orcs are considerably more robust, somewhat taller and appear to be more intelligent than their Thalannean and Ordosian relatives, known as goblins, but most differences are negligible and seem to be due to culture, lifestyle and diet. Common to them all is a varying level of animosity towards human races, which they simultaneously fear and consider inferior.
At least on the surface goblin culture reveres raw physical strength above other qualities, although it is rarely those merely strongest in body that end up having most influence in the goblin tribe. Similarily the goblins may dismiss the use of magic as something for the weak and lame, but at the same time fear and revere the powers of their shamans, who tend to be among the most intelligent of goblinkind.
Ever since the appearance of humans in northe
EDI vs. Ponies PREVIEWEDI vs. Ponies PREVIEW3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Burn, baby burn
Strung out on a wire
The shadow of the imposant jet soars through the unreal and cartoony looking, baby blue skies. Having destroyed PonyVille and most of it's citizens, it left the AI statisfied that the colourful and deceiving furballs would finally leave him and others be.
Heart in a cage
You're so full of desire
He didn't want to be one of them. He wanted to be himself, even if it meant the AI had to fight until his very death.
You need, fast hands
To deal with all the liars
He was not going to become one of them.
So don't burn baby burn baby burn
The AI's thoughts were interrupted, as a blur in the very colors of the rainbow approached the plane, which EDI would notice on his radar. Too late, it was, as the little blue pegasus pony, known as Rainbow Dash rammed right into the underside of the UCAV, which staggered and lost control.
"Hah! Serves you right, you oversized tin-can!" the pony taunted, but the UCAV managed to regain balance as
they never quite doMara made pictures without a thousand words, without sounds or touches; Mara made pictures with a whisper, when she least wanted to, much to her chagrin. They hung thick on her walls; faces frozen, eyes wide at Maras word.they never quite do7 years ago in Horror More Like This
Mara was thinner than she seemed, taking steps towards the bright light at the end of the hallway. Not as sure as she was stoned, she meandered; her feet leaving strange skinny marks in the thick carpet. Her hair, blonde on black, wagged back and forth as music played somewhere between her ears. She rounded the corner and asked the man on the wall a simple question. Where were you while we were getting high?&
Alone - Soundwave X DreadwingThe loudest sound in the room was the wild thumping of his own fuel pump: a lonely sound. There were no others around to add their tempo to his. Even if there had been the resulting music would have been as harmonious as grating metal. The others had returned to their business: Knock Out trying to discover the purpose of the relics, Starscream swaggering about the warship and glorying in his return, Megatron to his command post.Alone - Soundwave X Dreadwing3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
That left him alone. More alone than he'd ever been. Even if the room had been full to the brim with his fellow Decepticons, he would have been alone. Soundwave's shoulders drooped minutely; his very spark shuddered when he pulled up the appropriate memory file. Fear. An emotion almost completely unknown to the former gladiator that had matched Megatronus. However, he had to rewatch it. Reluctantly, he allowed the scene to play on his visor.
While everything had been occurring, he'd been observing over the security feeds. If he'd only known what was going to ha
Ice Cold"Wow!" Ryan exclaimed. "This view is amazing!"Ice Cold3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Aye." The captain, who was standing next to him said. "Reminds me of my previous job."
"What was that?" Ryan asked.
"Ferry captain." He replied. "But being captain of a cargo ship is a lot safer. Bigger ship, bigger storm resistance."
"Why would that be a concern?" Ryan asked.
"I'd rather not talk about it " The captain sighed.
Ryan, not wanting to talk about it anymore, left the captain to his own thoughts.
He made his way back to his room.
Not wanting to go to an orphanage after his parents' sudden death, he found work as a crew member on a new cargo boat.
Being only eleven, the captain was nice enough to hire him, provide him with food and shelter, and give him the easier jobs.
He wasn't able to rest in his room long, however, as a siren went off.
Not knowing what this siren meant, since it wasn't the fire alarm or anything like that, he panicked and ran onto deck.
"What going on?!" He hurriedly asked one of the crew members.
Deliverance-Chapter 6Deliverance-Chapter 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Commander Shepard glanced back to the now shut door behind her, not without some apprehension, though she made sure it wasn't visible. The man who had negotiated with her stood by her side, giving her an encouraging, if shifty smile, his comrades moving away to remove their helmets and their weapons as well.
Shepard noticed the neat weapon racks lining the small antechamber that stood just past the entrance to the mining complex; the men seemed to arrange their gear with practiced ease, she thought, which was probably the case. Her escort joined them briefly, setting his own helmet and rifle in one of the spaces before returning to her.
He was older than she had thought, a stately-looking man with a bit of gray in his temples. His expression was grim, though not unfriendly and he had not stopped watching her for a single moment, through knowing, steel-gray eyes that seemed to peer into her soul.
He reminded her a bit of Admiral Anderson, she thought vaguely; the same portly demeanour,