B2: Eleanor's Story Part 1Bioshock 2: Eleanor's StoryB2: Eleanor's Story Part 16 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Eleanor Lamb, the one once worshipped by splicers in Rapture, sat at the edge of the escape pod. She got up and went to her father's body. She knelt down and cried, mourning for the father she had lost. As she cradled his body, she found a small pocket on his gigantic armored suit. She opened it, and what she found inside made her cry even more. It was a drawing of her and Delta, she drew it during their very first harvest in Rapture. In the drawing, she and Delta were holding hands, and on the back it said "I'll always love you, daddy." Below it it said, "Me too, kid." She sobbed uncontrollably. Then she felt a small, soft hand on her shoulder. She looked and she saw one of the little sisters she had saved.
"It's okay, big sis." Said the little sister. "Don't be sad."
Eleanor looked at her softly. She said while sniffing, "Thanks. But now we should find a way to land."
As Eleanor and the sisters sat there, looking for a way to get to land, they saw small fi
Be a ManPlease read the author's comments after reading this. This was meant to be an equal rights piece, not just women's.Be a Man4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I might not be hot.
I might not be skinny.
Hell, I might not even be the girl your father wants you to bring home.
But that's not my problem.
It's not my desire to be your slut, your whore.
I know I'm not the girl the team talks about in the locker room.
And don't you for a second think I wish I was.
I wear what I want, do what I want, go and say what I want because I'm me.
I'm me for myself, I'm me for God and I'm me for life.
Nothing you say or do will ever change that.
And if you're reading this and you're one of the boys that I find myself lucky enough to call a friend?
Don't hurt me.
Don't give me a reason to believe that you're all the same, that the good I see in you is fake and exists nowhere in your gender.
Don't treat me with less because I have more.
Attraction is one thing, but don't try to tear down my beauty because I don't suit what
Like a Moth to the FlameLike a Moth to the FlameLike a Moth to the Flame7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When the news had reached him of Ryan's fall, his heart chipped. Just a smidgeon. After all, the great and awe-inspiring man was already destined on a path to hell. It was only ironic that it was at the hands of his own Little Moth.
Then, he found the same Little Moth fluttering at his doorstep. The flipflap of his wings as faint as the stuttering heartbeat of an awed audience. Sander welcomed the moth in, invited him to watch the dancers and make himself comfy. He did just that. The Moth poked and prodded around his library, shuffled through his fridge, and gazed longingly at all of the pictures and portraits that donned his walls. Tokens from another life, one filled with lavish clothing, hundreds of cheering voices, and thousands of clapping hands.
Then the Little Moth left...just meandered out the door, leaving Sander behind...again, left alone to rot in this soggy bucket. And not a fucking person to appreciate his work.
BioShock: Part 1BSection B [Plasmid Abuse]BioShock: Part 1B8 years ago in Horror More Like This
The door shut tightly, sealing Jack into a small chamber. The mechanical bubble shifted as it was forced downwards. Jack could only stare out the glass window watches the numbers outside count upwards as the machine took him further downwards. Then, it went black. The whole room of sorts, dimmed, and a projection shone on the glass.
I am Andrew Ryan and I'm here to ask you a question: is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? No, says the man in Washington. It belongs to the poor. No, says the man in the Vatican. It belongs to God. No, says the man in Moscow. It belongs to everyone. I rejected those answers. Instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose ... Rapture.
At that moment, the picture disappeared, and what lay in front of Jack was something far beyond he had ever imagined. The sight was amazing: a city underwater. The buildings looked exactly as they would have if they were above the water,
Things we Said Today:Chapter 5Things we Said Today:Chapter 56 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All four boys looked at me expecting their answer. "Well.. I Uh..I'm still not sure", I scratched the back of my head smiling nervously . "That's alright we can wait for an answer", John replied. "But we will want our answer by this afternoon". "But while we wait, didn't Brian say he was coming because he had some pictures for us to sign for the fan club?", George asked looking directly at Brian and he pointed at me. The pictures, that's right the pictures I had almost forgotten about them. I pulled them out of my book bag, smoothing some out from the stack before handing them to Brain. "What did you do to them Brian, Sit on them?", John had taken the first picture from the stack. The picture he held in his hand appeared to have taken the most damage it was badly crinkled. "Sorry about that Its all my fault, I didn't see where I was going when Brian was carrying these". "So you two really don't each other long then?". John Looked Curious wanting to know more.
"No in fact Bri
A Beatles song mixYesterday I read the news today while my guitar gently weeps because Her Magesty is a pretty nice girl who doesn't have much to say.A Beatles song mix6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I should have known better because Martha my dear is watching Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band in a yellow submarine as he lets us in to his octopus' garden in the shade as the Sun King will write home everyday as the walrus in a boat on a river.
A day in the life Mother Mary comes to me speaking the ballad of John and Yoko from me to you asking do you promise not to tell that you've got to hide you're love away as they sing Hare Krishna and kicking Edgar Allen Poe.
Hey jude let me take you down 'cause I'm going to Penny Lane to see Mr. K challenge the world as mean Mr. Mustard sleeps in a park across the universe and its been a hard day's night when you tell me why you look and see if there's a letter in your bag for me as polythene Pam came through the bathroom window to see Henry the Horse let it be as he blew his mind out in a car because the gir
Did You Know My Blood Is Blacklight? PrologueVandenburg Air Force Base, 1976Did You Know My Blood Is Blacklight? Prologue4 years ago in Romance More Like This
A man wearing a white labcoat wrote on a clipboard and looked into a large empty room made of what looked like glass, of which the only occupant was a thin pale boy wearing white medical scrubs, tightly holding his knees to his chest. The strangest thing about this boy was his rather short orchid colored hair, with several long, large clumps sticking out in several places in the back, unevenly straight-cut bangs ending above his eyes, and three long pieces of hair extending from his bangs hanging over the sides and middle of his face.
The room itself resembled a large octahedron made from a hard glass-like substance, hanging from the ceiling with wires. The only piece of furniture in the room, if it even could be called furniture, was a metal operating table with metal cuffs where user's wrists and ankles were supposed to be. The perimeter of the room was surrounded by catwalks, currently occupied by a scientist and several armed men wearing black form-f
Don't Feed the Plants Ch. 1Don't Feed the Plants!Don't Feed the Plants Ch. 15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Soul Eater/Little Shop of Horrors Crossover
On the 23rd day
Of the month of September,
In an early year of a decade
Not too long before our own,
The human race suddenly encountered
A deadly threat to its very existence.
And this terrifying enemy surfaced,
As such enemies often do,
In the seemingly most innocent
And unlikely of places . . .
The magenta-haired teenager woke with a startled yelp as his clock radio blared, catapulting to an upright position on his cot. The wheeled bed shook in his wake and creaked to a slow stop as the feminine boy gripped the sides of the aged mattress cushioning him. The thin, white sheets once wrapped around him slumped off his frail frame and onto the cold concrete floor. The song, lightly infiltrated by static, echoed throughout the small basement and bounced off its cracked walls, up the staircase and sneaked under its exit door into the flower shop above his head. W
Lost and then FoundWhat makes my heart skip a beat?Lost and then Found4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The feeling of loneness, the feeling of security, the feeling of tenderness?
Or the promise of seeing your smile again, and feeling myself get lost in it.
My first taste of love took me years to find,
So I cling to it when I feel the Madness in my mind.
I cling to it when the world feels ever the more lonely,
I cling to it when I once again I'm reminded that you aren't here with me.
A memory of a girl I once knew.
That someday, I will see again.
I imagine that time when we meet,
It fills me with hope to continue on and find you.
You are searching for me,
So why not I search for you?
If there comes a point when you feel lost,
Don't worry for I'll be there to call out to you.
And when I see the tears fall down your eyes,
I'll hurry towards you.
Embracing you tight!
Trust in me, Maka!
When we see each other again, I'll make this promise to you.
"Always and forever, I will be lost next to your side."
Love can be a fragile yet powerful thing.
A thing all hum
League of Legends: The Others.Not far from the team representing Demacia sat the other team, the one fighting for Noxus. And Zaun, to be frank. This team, unlike the other one, knew each other since earlier, and they spent the time pre-fight talking to each other and planning strategies. Clearly they hadn't met Jax and his thoughts on what to do before a fight. Worth noting was that this team was a lot more Weird. The Noxian team had moved all sofas and furniture to a ring in the middle of the room, and it sure was a sight to see: The red-haired assassin called Katarina sat to the further left, looking extremely uncomfortable every time the hulking monstrosity known as Dr. Mundo moved or made a sound. Which he did, a lot. Next to Mundo sat Warwick, probably the best known in the team: He was a big, gray werewolf, clad in armor.League of Legends: The Others.5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"So" he snarled, "we're just gonna do this as we usually do?" Mundo nodded enthusiastically.
"Mundo go and kill tiny men, because "
"You go where you please, we know." It was Sing
Hide Your Love Away - Ch. 1Chapter One: Where Loneliness ResidesHide Your Love Away - Ch. 16 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I had to order food from a restaurant downtown to feed everybody. But, being a kind and generous gentleman, Mr. Epstein offered to pay the bill. I refused, of course, insisting that they were my guests. I talked to my longtime friend on the phone who owned the restaurant and she kindly offered to have one of her employees drive the food down, since I had no car.
"Thanks, Jenny." I sighed.
"It's alright, Gennie, just try not to have an episode until they leave." She laughed. It was kind of an inside joke, our names; her name was Jennifer. Mine was Genevieve. So we called each other the same name, only spelt differently. Jenny and Gennie. I was always bitterly jealous of her dark beauty. She was tall and lean and had beautiful dark skin and chocolate brown eyes. She was so exotic looking, even though she was French, just like me.
Me? I was short, small and bland. Yeah, I had red and hair and green eyes, but people couldn't see it because I
Part of my dreamOk..... So I thought this was one of the funniest parts from my dream.Part of my dream7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Vexen was walking down a hallway, reading a report Xemnas had given him. He was is in a bit of a bad mood. It was a cold and wet day, and who could be happy on a day like that (with the exception of Demyx). He was alone... Or so he thought.
Vexen then heard a noise, footsteps. He turned to see who it was but saw no one. Confused he continued to walk down the hall until he heard it again. This time he whipped he head around, convinced that someone was behind him. But his eyes told him other wise. He stopped in the hall, telling himself that he was just hearing things, that his old age was getting to him. But the steps grew louder, filling the confused mans head. The steps ringed out in Vexens ears, each one building the fear in his mind. So one was their but he could not see them. Was he going mad? Was he working to hard? Or was someone or something really there? The steps were now point blank. Whatever w
You Thought RightGoodbye, my only friend...You Thought Right3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Oh, did you think I meant you?
That would be funny, if it weren't so sad
She was happy.
She was perfectly content with her controlled, predictable life. Each and every day was full of all she wanted in life: testing. There were no unwanted surprises, no unforeseen excitement, no rampaging renegade test subjects trying to kill her and destroy her facility and escape. There were no blabbering idiot personality cores trying to wrench her from her body and stuff her into a potato. There was no being thrown down an elevator shaft into a portion of her own facility she hadn't even known existed, being eaten alive by birds, and having to team up with the very orange-clad monster who had previously tried to kill her twice. No, her days were now completely dedicated to science; just watching the Aperture Science Cooperative Testing Initiative work their way through test after test after test, and she was perfectly fine with that.
No PainOrihime looked at the Espada in her room, commanding her to eat, threats that she knew were real gliding off those black lips like water on glass. Something about strapping her down and making her eat, or giving her an I.V. Orihime found she couldn't blame him. He was just doing whatever it took to survive, and she couldn't help thinking that some sweetness, just a tiny bit of tenderness, could expose a whole side to him he revealed to no one, probably even himself. So, while her eyebrows creased in sympathy, her mouth curved up in a small smile as she made her way to him.No Pain5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There had been a strange surge of heat today. Everyone in the castle had been affected by it. People like Gin and Nnoitra were running around stark naked, grinning and snickering like little kids. Aizen was in human clothes. The female Arrancar and Hallibel were all in bikinis. Lilynette had pranced around in her normal, revealing attire. Orihime had, with her warden's permission, of course, removed the coat part of
Economic DownturnEconomic Downturn4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
December 19, 1959
That rat bastard. I mean, what kinda' narcissistic, puffed up, JACKASS do you gotta be to fire a body the week before Christmas?! Made a big show of it too he did, talkin' about how regrettable my dismissal was and how the recent economic downturn necessitated this unhappy event. Now I may not be more than an old ignorant housemaid, but that don't mean I cain't smell bullshit when it gets shoved up under my nose like that. Economic downturn my ass, payin' me just started to interfere with your needle buyin' fund, tha's all.
Lord Almighty, what am I gonna tell Lou? He was so excited too, 'bout almost havin' enough money to send that little girl of ours off to a proper school where all the little artists and scientists and everybody else who don't live in the Drop's kids go. Wants her to get a first class education, really make somethin' outta her life. Not wind up a
Pain and Pleasure Chapter 5Pain and PleasurePain and Pleasure Chapter 55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Orihime practically ran out of the classroom once the final bell rung, not even waiting to walk with Tatsuki.
She was so excited, for she knew she'd see 'him' tonight. The young girl had a goal set in mind, she would say thank you to the demon for rescuing her, then probably asked why he smacked her hand away after reaching out to her. That whole situation was still puzzling.
The thought of food came to mind, "I should cook him something too!" Orihime thought about it for a second, "I wonder what demons eat " If only she knew.
Although she witnessed him actually devour a soul, she still never really knew what he was doing. The auburn haired girl simply thought he was be ridding those men for her safety.
Orihime reached home in a huff, and immediately started her schoolwork, waiting for tonight .
Ulquiorra sat on his worn down mattress. He could not sleep, although it was the
Sebastian's Birthday"Ne, Sebastian?"Sebastian's Birthday6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Yes, young master?"
"Do you have a birthday?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Just curious. I mean you must have been born or created at some point and I suppose what ever day that was you could call your birthday."
"I am not sure, young master. Sorry."
"Well then, since you're unaware of you birth--or creation--date I'll just have to pick one for you."
"Uh, young master, I don't think that it's necessary that you-"
"I don't care if it's necessary or not, I'm still picking a birthdate for you."
"But young mast-"
"No buts. You're birthday is tomorrow, the thirty-first of October."
"Okay, my "birthday's" tomorrow, so what? Not like I care."
"There are a lot of people who would care. So, tomorrow--your birthday--you are not to work or do anything at all. You are to relax."
"What?! But there's so much to do! And those three idiots can't do anything right! Plus, what about you? Who will wake you up, get you dressed, get your breakfast-"
"I can take care of myself."
"You can't even tie
The Zombeatles Ch:1The Zombeatles (or 'A Hard Days Night Of The Living Dead')The Zombeatles Ch:15 years ago in Settings More Like This
Chapter 1:In The Begining
Year:1964 Location:EMI Studios, London, England
"...You make me feel all right!" The music began to fade out as a 20-something man wearing thick rimmed glasses looked up into the controll booth, "Was that a good one George?" He asked, hoping the answer was 'yes,' mostly so he could go home, partially so he could go to the stairwell to smoke a few cigs. His name was John Lennon, guitarist, 'Intellectual' Beatle. "Yes John, you may go now." The man in the booth replied. As the man in the glasses exited the recording room, he walked into a adjoining lounge with couches spread about. On one was a man with a streak of silver hair and 3 or four rings on each hand, asleep, his formal name Richard, but most just called him Ringo Starr, drummer, the 'Cuddly' Beatle . On the next couch was a man playing a left handed guitar, apparently trying to write a song, "Looking for the group on the run...no...t
''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 3 Official Lyrics + Romajikimi wa ima''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 3 Official Lyrics + Romaji11 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
nani o shite
kimi wa ima
nani o shite
itsu made tatte mo kimi wa
ai mo kawarazu kurashite iru yō de
hon'ne fukai kurai numa no soko de
tamari ni tamatte afure-sōdesu
kōkei ano toki no omoide
bika ni bika kasanete shimatta
ii na ii na ano ko wa
kiraina ano ko wa
watashi wa watashi de ganbatta
anata wa anata de nani shite ita?
kidzuita tokiniha konagona no kagami
anata ni kidzuite hoshikatta na
mada kana mada kana
matte itanoni matte itanoni
aishite itanoni aishite itanoni
eien no ai wa
mēdē [Mayday] no naka
eien no ai wa
A Caged Little BirdLike a caged baby bird with his wings broken,A Caged Little Bird4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hurry and find the strength to heal.
Even though the scars of yesterday may never go away
You have to continue on,
Make new memories full of happiness.
(And fly again.)
You aren't just locked in a cage, little bird.
You also have a cage to your heart.
Hiding away your hidden feelings in it.
And the door is locked, as is the key lost.
Before you can ever hope to fly away,
You need to find that key to your heart.
Let your feelings out.
Let the tears fall, the laughter resound, and the anger burn.
(Only then will you find the person with your key.)
So please wake up
Find the strength to fly again with fully healed wings.
And hurry and fly towards me, Crona!
Deart Artist, Your Art Never Belonged to YouDear Artist, Your Art Never Belonged to YouDeart Artist, Your Art Never Belonged to You2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
When you can no longer discern originality from advice,
imagination from reality,
when the stroke of your brush is measured by what they tell you,
then your art belongs to them.
They breathe down your neck,
fill your artistic mind with words of discouragement and “suggestions”
until your mind is bled dull.
That beautiful flower which you spent days cultivating,
shadowing and personifying, bringing to life,
withers with critique, blackens harsh feedback,
You draw larger petals, as apposed to your smaller ones,
your colors are dull and unattractive,
the way your “fans” like it.
You draw for them the moment their words invade your head,
you may hold the paintbrush, but they steer your mind.
They destroy your imagination.
When was the last time, Dear Artist,
that you drew for yourself,
neglected the “feedback” that the world shot at you,
owned your own art?
When was the last time, Dear Writer,
The ABC's of Monty PythonA is for AlbatrossThe ABC's of Monty Python5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
B is for Blackmail
C is for Confuse a Cat, Limited
D is for Dead Parrot
E is for Exploding version of 'Blue Danube'
F is for Far too silly
G is for Gumbys
H is for Hungarian Phrasebook
I is for It's
J is for Jumping the Channel
K is for Ken Clean-Air Systems
L is for Lumberjacks
M is for Minister of Silly Walks
N is for Nudge Nudge
O is for One slice of strawberry tart without so much rat in it
P is for Peaches Bartkowicz
Q is for Queen Erisabeth L
R is for Royal Episode 13
S is for Scotsman on a Horse
T is for Terrys
U is for Underwater plays
V is for Vicar of St. Loony Up the Cream Bun and Jam
W is for Whizzo Butter
X is for Ximeneth
Y is for You're no fun Anymore
Z is for Zepplin