Celluloid Review-Episode ICelluloidCelluloid Review-Episode I2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Attack of the Clones Review
Hello Readers, to another Celluloid review. Today, I will be reviewing one of the worst movies, maybe even pieces of overall literature, to ever bear the Star Wars franchise. I am going to review Episode II: Attack of the Clones.
The film starts off with Padme Amadala returning to Coruscant to vote on creating an army to fight off a separatist faction of the Republic. After an assassination attempt, she is put under the care of Obi-Wan and Anakin Skywalker. Anakin is played by Hayden Christensen in both this film and the next one. I believe this is a misstep on George Lucas' part. Anakin hims
Kanto Adventures Chapter 3Kanto Adventures Chapter 32 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Kanto Adventures Chapter 3
After a well nights rest, Lily and I went to the Pewter City Gym. The Gym looked like a small metal house with no design at all. We walked inside, and the battlefield looked like an area of the mountains. There were kids surrounding a tall man. He had shaggy brown hair, orange shirt, and brown cargo pants. His eyes seemed closed, but it seemed like he could see well. The kids turned around and they looked exactly like the man. We approached him and he smiled, "Welcome to the Pewter City Gym."
The kids ran off the battlefield into a different room. "My name is Brock" he said. "Are you looking for a
The Troubles of Travel The bus rolled into Havelock around 6:00pm at the Sherwood Motel. I wasn't at all aware of my surroundings at the time since I was sleeping against the window. What had woken me was all the clunking that took place when the bus careened into a rather uneven and gravelly space across the road from where we were planning on staying. Quite a bit of shuffling and chatter erupted from everyone once we stopped and I looked up to see one of my close friends sitting quietly next to me with her knees drawn up to her chest. She had a tangle of strings in her hands which i'd seen her playing cat's cradle with earlier.The Troubles of Travel2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nights in motels were typical in
nothing is perfectis that a signnothing is perfect2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
because these writings
tell me to step over the line
i have stayed behind
for a very long time
maybe its time i go forward with my mind
i try to think but nothing fits
but im sure
there is a way we can get the bits
i got a thirst to know
were i come from
i dont even remember my birth
so how am i supost to know
how much this way is worth
i know nothing is perfect
still i look and i know one day
i will find that object
i see life but i dont see the cause
i count my flaws
and im starting to think
those who use there own mind
are labeled as outlaws
Can I Has Paper?They ask so coy-like and amissCan I Has Paper?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I give a damned damn about their needs
Which I don't
Thinking me so kind
Is their best compliment?
Or that they are entitled to my paper
The tissue I use to present my issue
Is wet now from their cries
Can I Has Paper?
And shut up
liveBegin to get over what you thought you needed,live2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Realising that you reap what you sow,
Understand that the world is messed up,
Getting over yourself's the only way you'll grow.
Forget the past and let go of the anger,
Don't let the government rule all that you know,
Names, sticks and stones all hurt just walk away,
They have no life so don't ever stoop that low.
Live your life,
Forget the strife,
Protect everything you love.
Live and learn,
And soon your turn,
Will come around just when you need it.
Wounds don't heal fast so you'll have to be patient,
But make sure that your life does not pass you by,
Don't try to be something t
Repurposed 10.5Repurposed 10.52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
November 13, 2007
1130, Fairport, AL
Enrichment Center / Coolant Shaft
The pain in his leg suddenly seemed irrelevant. Martin was moving through the air, backwards, head first. He looked back up at the great Containment Unit, and there was a bright burning light on the bottom of it. Like it was a huge stock pot, above a stove burner. Of course, he'd be thinking of food just then. He hardly even ate any more, preferring to siphon his energy directly from electrical outlets.
Maybe that was why he was so dizzy. More likely, it was because his trajectory was sending him careening backwards in a slow arc farther and farther into
Grande Pokemon MS Test REVIEWREAD THIS. Please note that this is a review of a test. If you want to take the original test, follow the link in the description.Grande Pokemon MS Test REVIEW2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anyway, one day I found this test and tried it, and it looked so interesting I decided to review it. Basically I'm just pointing out that are some questions helping to detect Mary Sueism or not, and how should they be changed for them to define what is Mary Sueish or should they be deleted completely. Myself I delete some questions of the test if I don't have anything to say about them and they can stay.
My own comments are always below the question(s) with italics, so you can tell the original questions and my
ScaredScared for my life...for the first timeScared2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Scared of what happens when I go home
Scared of what she will do to me
When she hears the news
Scared of what might happens when ...or if I go there
Scared of the people with knives and deep voices
I don't...wanna go to that place.
I DID NO WRONG!
How could she send me...THERE?
Has she NO love for her own daughter?
I...I don't even know...if ill be alive tomorrow...when I'm sent there.
My fear runs deeper then all of the oceans combined.
More intense emotions then the most passionate human being.
More intense and real then life itself.
Tails Howard BioTails Howard Bio2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Taylor "Tails" Marie Howard
D.O.B: March 2nd _Records lost
Hair: Mahogany (red+Brown=mahogany)
Hobbies: Killing, Burning Things, Annoying Laura
Pet Hates: Matthew, Andrew Ryan, Little sisters
Weapon's: wrench, pistol
Growing up in England Tails learned that her parents grew tired of living in the rough, so the family fled to Rapture hoping for the best.
Then came the fall of Rapture with her family slap bang in the centre of it,
Mrs Howard ran off to a "safer part of Rapture" abandoning her daughter and husband, Tails went out exploring and stumble
The Telus ArkThe Telus arkThe Telus Ark2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
For as long as humanity has existed they have always been interested in exploring space. Year 1969 mankind set it's foot on the moon. But that was 3 millenniums ago. 80 years ago mankind discovered a planet similar than their own and 73 years ago man had completed a 20 years project in making a ship capable of transporting 120 000 people from the earth and take them to the planet Aurora.
The journey takes 50 years even with their great engine capable of taking them around the planet in 10 minutes. During this travel the people had to live their lives inside the ship for 50 years knowing they would never see their home world ag
A Slightly Compassionate LagLove is not lost. It is simply looked overA Slightly Compassionate Lag2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are no rights, no wrongs
Just what you feel is the best for you
Don't worry about others, Don't worry about anything
Just appreciate and do what you want.
The greatest learning experiences are those that hurt
Learning to appreciate the pain is a great task
It's all in your perspective
Love, Beauty and all those small important things are.
I'll hope for your return but I don't expect it.
I've learned my lesson a tad too late
But at least I've learned and that's what's important
There ARE plenty of fish in the sea
And It IS going to be alright in the end.
March 20March 202 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
In the gray skies,
the raptured goons are rolling in,
bringing with them mischievous friends,
they alter perception,
and allude your imagination,
illuminates strange eyes,
calculates the rhythm.
lurking in the underground,
given life from the mud,
reaching from down below,
clawing for our toes,
don't slip or you'll be pulled under,
to the murky, dark, and unknown world.
Crowded as they are, as they mummer about the house,
you are stained,
goodbye, dear Jack.
Remember to write . . .
The resurrection of the dead.1 Corinthians 15:12-19The resurrection of the dead.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now if Christ is preached that He has been raised from the dead, how do some among you say that there is no resurrection of the dead? But if there is no resurrection of the dead, not even Christ has been raised; and if Christ has not been raised, then our preaching is vain, your faith also is vain. Moreover we are even found to be false witnesses of God, because we testified against God that He raised Christ, whom He did not raise, if in fact the dead are not raised. For if the dead are not raised, not even Christ has been raised; and if Christ has not been raised, your fai
The Key Keeper - IntroductionIntroductionThe Key Keeper - Introduction2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In a small house in Great Prairie Texas, a girl was celebrating her fourteenth birthday. All her family was with her to watch their little girl grow up; all knowing that was a blessing, not just because of her sweet personality, but also because her past and what she had done with it. Her heart wasn't very strong, but yet she jumped and played and did everything a little girl could do. She sang to her heart's content with songs praising the Lord for all that he has done for her, and all that he will do that for her. She lived with her loving family, her grandparents, her brother and her, all lived with hope and reassurance.
BrokenBroken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another kid with a broken mind
And a beat-down sigh
What'd I do to lose that life?
Technology took over
No more mommy to have
Nana works herself to death to keep the food out on the table
And the roofs up over our head
I keep on trying, to catch the dream I may never see
Keep on trying to pull through this so I can be all that I set out to be
Run away and see how it could be
How it should be
Laughing and playing outside
Seeing boys and having fun
Wish I could have all that I see when I run to where I want to be
Wish I could have what is not mine
Wanna be free
See what there is to see
DropThere is a single drop of liquid on my face.Drop2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No other emotion.
There is the wind blowing through my hair.
No other force.
There is a small shiver that runs through my body.
No other fear.
There is only one step into the air.
No other choice.
WarriorLightning dances across the skiesWarrior2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As the rain falls heavy upon their shoulders
The two warriors stare hard into on another's eyes
Eyes are the gateway to the soul
Every thought, emotion, and action can be read with enough practice
As a single rain drop falls between them
Lightning flashes off their blades as they rush each other
Metal screams against metal as they push at each other
Thrust and slashes cut through air with incredible speed
Not once do they look away from the eyes
To them the only time they can feel happiness is when they might die
To die with honor during a battle is all they can ask for
Each time the blades connec
A School Day's PoemA School Day's PoemA School Day's Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's midday and the lunch bell rings throughout the school.
Walking across the dark grey asphalt,
Only a bit more tinted than the heavy sky above
That begins to cry its pounding tears,
Jumping off of the cars standing by,
Red, white, black, in the parking lot.
Made my way through the congested crowd
Of students talking in cacophonies, in their rings,
I go into the large cafeteria to my own group
Our self-proclaimed anti-social circle,
A triangle of two girls with glasses staring off at
Our darker loner facing us and
The open window of the grey-toned fields of damp, green grass
And no one else but this clique.
improvisationDont believeimprovisation2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Trust your friends
You trust em to much for them to be trusted
You KnowYou Know2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
you know, you cannot hide from me
cause I can find you within me
the world will tumbling down before
you can say you love me for sure
just when I found my true love
you came and ask me if I want to
die in the mountains of bitterness
but I said no because I love him best
ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhhh ooohhh
ghosts will lead my soul away
to a prairie in your lightened heart
and there I'll know where lies my wings
to fly to you to my loving one
ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh ooohhh
my human heart will be broken
if you can't stop this beat of yours
the monster lied within me
and then the story will end in
Never Going BackChorusNever Going Back2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I've taken the final step like it's my last,
coz there's no point in living in the past,
I'm moving forward on this path,
this time I'm staying on track,
yeah, I look over my shoulder but I'm never going back.
I'm never going back to the old days,
my old life, my old house, the old ways,
I'm never going back just to get slapped round the face,
I needed space, so did you,
the distance between us has somehow grew, like X2,
but along the way there's a few things I've noticed,
you hided stuff, you had secrets, you thought I was a pushover,
you turned colder, now it's over,
this time you'll be the one looking over y
No Feelings At AllIt's early in the morning and starting to get lightNo Feelings At All2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You're not here with me and I wonder where you were last night
It doesn't help to ask, I've already learned
You'll just feed me some excuse, those same old empty words
You've got no conscience, you feel no remorse
Your heart and your mind are completely divorced
When you're staring into space I wonder what you see
Your emotions are a mystery.
You've got no heart and you've got no soul
But when you make love to my body, I lose control
You take me in your arms and tell me I'm yours
You make me forget you've got no feelings at all
The more I give, the more you take