TDOTCC: Truth or Dare pt.9(...)TDOTCC: Truth or Dare pt.94 years ago in Humor More Like This
... Atemu, do us the honor, will you?
(gets up to take out a paper again)
(reads the picked)
"Dress up into something and act like it till the end of the evening."
Well looks like I finally got lucky.
BJ485, you be the next one until I get back.
ME: (still mad at Crow) |:< Fine, I'll take out a paper...
(Atemu stands up and goes out of the room)
Kalin, can you pass me the bowl?
KALIN: Sure. (takes it and hands it over to me so I could take one)
ME: (reading from the paper) ... "Go outside and stay there all alone until you count (out loud) to thousand", nooo!!!
Well, rules are rules, come on!
ME: TT_TT ...
Luna, take care of the egg for me please.
Leo, you be the next victim.
I'll draw a paper!
ME: TT_TT ... (I take my jacket and go outside)
LEO: (reads) "Don't say a word for the next hour"?! D8
Plane Crash"Brace, brace!" The captain's voice was tense, crackling through the plane's intercom, and the alarm went off. There were cries of dismay from the passengers as the flight attendants hurried to their seats, after checking everyone's seat-belts. The plane shuddered violently, throwing people around in their seats. Skye braced herself against the seat in front of her, eyes wide with fear. The captain was speaking again, but Skye wasn't listening. They were going to crash.Plane Crash5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Turning to look out the window, Skye saw the ocean rushing towards them, its dark, glittering surface reflecting the stars. Oxygen masks dropped from the ceiling, and she mechanically put hers on, brain flooding with thoughts. She had taken the flight to see Seth for the first time. Both had been excited; after two long years, they would finally meet. But now they never would. Her brain refused to process any information, and she stared dumbly out the window.
The plane jerked again, shaking so much that Skye thought it
Vencer al InfiernoEstiro las piernas y me coloco bien el pantalón de cuero negro. Las hebillas de la camisa de fuerza tintinean, ahora cuelgan como grandes cascabeles de acero, pero sé que pronto servirán para que las correas me obliguen a mantener los brazos pegados al cuerpo, sobre todo mis manos, mis preciosas manos. Las beso, las adoro, con ellas realizo maravillas y, lo más importante en este infierno, con ellas sobrevivo.Vencer al Infierno6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mientras espero, observo mi celda gris y aséptica de cuatro por seis metros. No tiene ventanas; paredes, techo y suelo son de cemento, liso e impersonal, por lo menos se encargan de mantenerlo tibio. Una de las paredes, la que está frente a mí y da al pasillo, es de cristal o de algún material similar, qué sé yo. No tiene puerta ni rejas, la primera vez que la vi me pregunté cómo se las arreglarían para meterme dentro, la respuesta era obvia: magia. Malditos espejismos, juegos de manos e inexplicables ilusiones, cua
Pokeballs- Design and FunctionThere exists no other technology created by humans that is advanced as the pokéball. This device is capable of reducing physical objects- living and inanimate, into condensed and computer-coded soups of atomic particles and then casting out and rebuilding the object. It is an unparalleled technological feat that has changed an entire nation and set widespread and unpredictable precedent. What gives this device its reputation is that it can particalize living animals, and reconstruct them into the exact same condition, and the animal can carry on with its life.Pokeballs- Design and Function4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In the Pokémon Nation, these innocent looking devices have become a symbolic and basic part of life, nearly that of a leash or a pillow. They can be bought by anyone for roughly $10, and not the slightest thought is even given to the hint of the explosive controversy these otherworldly devices have caused worldwide.
While they are as trivial as iPhones, pokéballs are the final products of a long and dark history of
Request- Movie Night Tryan and Kikio sit in Kikio's apartment, late Saturday night, getting ready for a movie marathon. They had several movies to watch, including a horror and a romance.Request- Movie Night5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Let's put the horror in first!" Kikio told Tyran.
The horror movie was about a vicious, demented ax murderer. The movie came to a point where the ax murderer had a woman cornered. The killer swung the ax. Kikio screamed, held Tyran's arm tight, and buried her face in his neck. Tyran blushed bright red.
"K-K-Kikio!" he said nervously,"It's okay.Calm down."
He pointed at the screen. The hero of the movie had busted the ax murderer over the head with a lead pipe. The ax murderer lay dead on the ground, bleeding profusely from the top of the head. The hero and damsel-in-distress kissed.
"Reminds me of the time you saved me, Tyran!" Kikio said, then kissed Tyran on the cheek. Tyran blushed and giggled nervou
A Collection of Moments Ch 10Everyone was curious when Optimus Prime called a meeting in the Rec Room which they all had to attend. Even the Dinobots were sitting in a corner, arms folded and looking bored. Skyfire sat in another corner, holding his excited Sparkling who was still receiving attention from various Femmes.A Collection of Moments Ch 105 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Any idea what this is about?" he politely asked a Femme called Moonracer who was cooing to Icefire.
"Not sure but I heard its good news," she said softly back.
Suddenly Optimus cleared his throat and the buzz of chatter died down.
The Prime and his mate were standing in front of the TV which was a good place to stand as everyone could see them. To one side, Ironhide was sitting with Chromia sprawled in his lap, both wearing big grins. Skyfire noted that Ratchet was near the couple and looking slightly grumpy.
"Thank you all for coming," Optimus began, his optics twinkling as the Dinobots huffed, as though they had far more important things they could be doing.
"We have a very special announcement
leaving behindleaving behindleaving behind5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
not much more than dust
the crust of yesterday's bread
and all that was said
but never really relied on
I tried on
a couple of different hats
but you skin enough cats
and all that's left is kitty litter
I'm not bitter
because that's how I got here
and here is pretty damn good
from where I sit
ask me in a few days
and see if the haze has reconciled
to a wild child
or a roadkill
a question of will
a question of passion
that will fashion the next apocalypsis
in a form warm or colding
I'm not folding
because I drew the queen of hearts
and that's a pretty good start
part and parcel
a morsel becomes a feast
and the hunting cats are released
to fend for themselves
on the scattered tattered shattered shelves
when I should have left them
and now have.
the acceleration constant
in an instant
and I am gated
into the Haily Mary slipstream
where every dream
so I will confound
with a sound
like a song of the night
into a light
Song of the Fallen CelestialListen to my song carried on the windSong of the Fallen Celestial5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Over mountain and plain to the land of gods
Calling to the stars on their lofty throne:
Please remember your kin and what I once was
I once stood in joyful attendance
To the rulers of the heavenly sphere
Shackled to this cold, unyielding earth
I stir the ashes with spilling tears
Will I never feel your welcoming embrace
And will I never see that shining land again?
Fallen through a tragedy I cannot conceive
I wander in the moonlight and sing this refrain:
Hear my mournful prayer as I raise it up
From the face of the earth to the midnight sky
I recall a time when I was like you -
Now I weep for my fate and I wonder why
I seek out the secret roads of heaven
The path of constellations that will lead
To the halls of peerless beauty
Where my wandering soul may be free
There you all will stand, resplendent before me
Clothed in gold and holding out your arms
Jubilant that your lost child has returned
I hold the thought close and wait for that time.
No Unwounded SoldiersNo Unwounded Soldiers5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
While sitting on the ledge of a ten-story insurance building, Bardak looked at the city for anything suspicious. Suddenly, he notices multiple fireworks going off in the sky a few miles from his location. He immediately got up and jumped off the ledge and began jumping from rooftop to rooftop until he reached the location of the fireworks launch site. He stopped on the rooftop of a small medical building and saw more fireworks going off in front of the Angel Falls Museum. He noticed it was the museum workers who were setting off the fireworks as method of attraction to their new exhibit, the World War II exhibit. Bardak felt intrigued and decided to attend the exhibit and learn about the ancient event of World War II. He transported back to his ship to change into his casual clothes. After changing and getting whatever provisions he needed, he transported back to the museum and went inside to purchase his ticket. Meanwhile....
It always puzzled Olga as she looked at anything related to
Jonathan's Wedding - Part 1Phineas and Ferb Jonathan's WeddingJonathan's Wedding - Part 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
PART 1 MORNING MEMORIES
(One year had passed since Jonathan proposed to Joanna. Plans were made, guests were invited, and everything was just about ready. Then came the wedding day itself.)
For as long as I can remember, Joanna and I had been best friends, much like how my parents started off many years ago. And now it came to this by the end of the day we would be known as Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Flynn. But it still hadn't quite hit me yet.
I stood in front of the mirror in my old bedroom (I moved out just a few months ago), trying hard to keep my face in a straight line while practising a few lines that I would recite during the ceremony and reception. At the same time, I was also trying to adjust the collar on my jet-black suit.
I heard a knock on the bedroom door, and a voice calling out: "Jonathan? It's Dad. Can I come in?"
"Yes please," I replied, "I'll need a bit of help with my suit."
The door opened and Dad walk
Digimon 2.5: Episode 4Digimon 2.5: Episode 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Digimon 2.5 "Digimon Adventure 03"
Episode 4: "An Egg-traordinary Day!"
.:Thunder Mountain, Digital World:.
"ARGH!" The hooded figure was getting frustrated as he paced up and down his room. "These foolish children are coming in and out of this world like they don't have a care! How did they gain access? I thought the portals were closed!"
"I'm guessing Gennai reopened them all." The blonde girl commented from the other side of the room.
"Gennai? That medalling old fool!" he spat under his breath.
"Plus, it didn't help when you sent me to Odaiba. You damaged the barrier that seals the Digital World off. Now there are Digital Splits all over the city and here. Smooth move." The girl mocked, with a chuckle.
"Silence!" her master roared slamming his fist down on the table. "We can't do anything about these so called Digital Splits but we can seal the portals once again."
"Sir?" Garurumon X wondered what he was thinking.
"Leave that side of things to me. You jus
A Purposeful Life"Ughn!"A Purposeful Life5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lloyd landed flat on his back with a grunt of pain, staring around him in shock as the light had finally dimmed enough for his vision to return. His hand was still clasped around Sheena's arm from when he had yanked her back away from the murderous Kuchinawa. Pushing himself to a sitting position he looked around worriedly, counting the numbers of his team as quickly as he could.
Genis was on his feet, helping up a winded Mithos. Raine looked as though she could happily sit where she was for the next few days, but gingerly she too got to her feet, brushing the dirt off of her robe. Regal stood off a little ways from the group as he normally did, but his eyes were weary as he glanced around at their new surroundings. Presea was wiping the dirt from her skirt and axe with her free hand, not looking slightly the bit interested in what had just happened. Zelos was still on the ground with a saddened look on his face as he realized what he'd fallen on was nothing other
AVP RebornRebornAVP Reborn5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ero relaxed in his chamber, he had confessed himself too Tia'ja a few weeks earlier, he was still surprised at her reaction as his mandibles clicked with a joy he hadn't experienced before. His concentration was broken by the loud footsteps outside his door as his sister busted into the room. "Sarika?" "Brother something ..something's happening."
Sarika led the way down the hall as Ero followed her, her Xeno Tail slid a crossed the floor as she led him too her to a computer. "I'm sorry for disturbing you but something happened on planet 482." "Since when were you monitoring it" "Since I saw there are multiple Yautja casualties." "They must be up against strong warriors." "No the only known species are Xeno's and Human's" "Hard and Soft meats I can see one or two but .this many casualties?" The screens started showing more and more red lettering indicating even more casualties. "Where is Tia'ja?" "She's ok brother, she's at her home resting afte
UnconditionalUnconditional4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“There's nothing wrong with you baby.”
“Then why do they all pick on me?!”
“They just don't know any better.”
“Well can't someone enlighten them?! I'm sick of living like this!”
“It doesn't matter what they think sweetheart.”
“I know! I don't know why I still care but...”
“I promise you, it'll get better.”
“How do you know...?”
“Look at me baby.”
“You're perfect just the way you are.”
“There's got to be something wrong with me...”
“No baby. Who you love is your business, and it's not a decision you can make. It's made for you when you're born, and there's nothing wrong with that. You're no different from anyone else. You're beautiful and perfect just the way you are, and I will always love you. I promise.”
“Do...do you really mean that...?”
“With all my heart.”
Deception[10.12.07; 7:12 pm]Deception8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Many are being decieved
And their number increases rapidly
Desires of the worldly origin, mislead
Entices several to self-idolatry
But they seem not to care
Yielding continuously to the calls of the flesh, they dare
Turning way from God's instruction
Hence, taking a step closer to destruction
Enemies will greatly rejoice!
Man, as long as their camouflage remains
A tempter's job will be no maze
Sneaking into their prey's hearts, they are very capable
Their old and tested strategy is plain and simple
Embrace the Church's teaching
Rather than to oppose and to end up weeping
Of course, they won't give up easily
Father of Lies is still as cunning as he could be
Devised a well-crafted fusion, the so called "Christianization"
Incorporated his false teachings and created division
Since in mortal things, many invested
Guess they w
Digimon 2.5: Episode 5Digimon 2.5: Episode 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Digimon Season 2.5 "Digimon Adventure 03"
Episode 5: "Our Destined Fate"
.:Kimura apartment, Odaiba, Tokyo:.
"You should have seen us Margaret!" Dawn exclaimed, as she stood in front of the television in the small living room. "We were all over that Giromon. He didn't stand a chance. All three of us were knocking the life outta him. You should have been there!"
Margaret was sat on the sofa with Gatomon lying on the top and Agumon sat beside her. The young girl had her head down, staring at the floor with a small smile on her face. She seemed to be paying semi-attention to what her cousin was saying.
Dawn stopped her explanation and looked at her older cousin. "Are you listening to me Margaret?" she asked, crossing her arms. "Margaret?"
"Huh?" Margaret lifted her head up abruptly, causing her grey hat to fall a little over her eyes. She pushed it up before replying; "Oh sorry Dawn. Yeah I was listening."
"Didn't look like it." Dawn muttered. "What's up with y
'Hair'some CrossoverThe silver-haired wandered indecisively through the various shelf rows. His strands partially hung down in his eyes and the rest of his hair felt loose over his shoulders and his back. Normally, he wouldn't go out like this, but he had to. But actually, all this could be blamed on Katsuya. He discarded irritated the hair out of his eyes, just for them to fall back into them. Yesterday, the blue-haired, in an attack of passion, tore his hair tie and the hairgrips were thrown somewhere. In the morning it emerged that it was the last hair tie and 'somewhere' was somewhere in the stream, possibly already in the ocean. He sighed and grazed further through the shelf rows; searching for replacements for both.'Hair'some Crossover5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the same time, a young man with peak ears also wandered through the same store. He had pulled down a woolen hat over his ears and hid all his hair under it. To him it was a scandal to leave the house like this. This hat wouldn't fit to the rest of his outer appearance. It perched badl
White Sunday 64: the paththe path.White Sunday 64: the path5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
long and exquisitely complicated.
more than a few
stones out of place.
like that road in Morgantown
they made during the WPA
a road of bricks
now impossible to ride over
without ripping out your axles.
I want to be able to take my time
and find a way
to travel that path.
picking through the yellow bricks
and the dead end mazes.
I want to find my way to you.
you asked me to do that.
I promised you I would.
I never want to break a promise
Too many have.
I would be unique.
I would be the one who walked
when others crawled away
crying "it's so hard to love you"
and blaming you for their cowardice.
I want to be there.
Even if, in the end,
you don't show up
to watch me break the ribbon.
My feet twisted and aching
but my soul resolute.
William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.
Kit Fisto's SmileFandom: Star WarsKit Fisto's Smile3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Features: Kit Fisto, Unnamed Apprentice
Disclaimer: George Lucas owns Kit Fisto and his smile, so...credit where it's due.
Spoilers: Clone Wars, but not really.
Summary: A series of light, fun vignettes about Jedi Master Kit Fisto and his apprentice. Because of reasons.
"Up and at 'em!" Master Fisto called, startling me into consciousness as he dropped my robe onto my no-longer-sleeping face.
I groaned and rolled over, freeing my head from the uninvited clothing. "There are more soothing ways to wake up a Padawan, you know."
My tunic dropped onto my face next.
With a sleep-clogged chuckle, I sat up, the clothing sliding off my head as I raised a hand in surrender. "All right, all right, I'm up, Master."
I crawled out of bed, Kit Fisto disappearing from the room as I changed back into my Jedi robes. Last night had been the first chance in days to sleep, and I was reluct
The Fountain Part 14Sparrow sighed, at least an end was in sight. Reaver had taken his three prizes back to the mansion. Sparrow decided to stay at the bar, no sense over-hearing Reaver's name over, and over, and over again. Sparrow slapped the mental image out of his head before it could even appear. He downed another rum and closed his eyes as the warmth spread throughout his throat. "There's far too many people here for that." He didn't need to open his eyes, he was already fully aware of the assassin that had tried to creep up behind him. Sparrow heard the assassin release his grip on his dagger. The assassin sat in the stool next to Sparrow.The Fountain Part 145 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Clearly, you do not know Bloodstone at all." The assassin nonchalantly drew his pistol and set it on the counter, pointed at Sparrow's chest. The barkeeper barely reacted; he simply sighed, grabbed a rag encrusted with blood stains, and threw it onto his shoulder. The assassin was considerably younger than the others Sparrow had grown accustomed to seeing. He wo
NightmareNightmare5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Basil! Basil, wake up! Come on, chap, wake up!"
Basil was jerked out of his sleep by someone shouting, and he gasped and sat bolt upright in his bed. He was startled to see Dawson standing next to him, shaking him violently by the shoulder. "Dawson! W-What's going on?"
Before the doctor could answer, Mrs. Judson burst through the door. "Mr. Basil!" she cried frantically. "I thought I heard screaming! Are you alright?!"
"Yes, I'm fine," Basil replied confusedly. "Who was screaming?"
Dawson looked concerned. "You were, Basil."
"I I was?"
"Yes. But you were asleep. I shook you, trying to wake you up, but you wouldn't stop. Are you alright?"
Basil ran a hand through his ruffled hair. He remembered the dream now. "Y-yes, I'm fine," he replied slightly embarrassed. "It was It was only a dream. Sorry to have woken you."
Finally, Basil was able to convince the landlady that he was perfectly alright, she left the room and went back to bed. But Dawson looked at his friend a