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
Back from the Brink -bioshock-Back from the Brink -bioshock-5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fontaine had always been all too fond of abusing his workers, bullying them and tormenting them in more ways then you'd think possible, mental; AND physical.
Of course he was always careful never to leave marks that'd look too obvious; it had to look like an accidental injury. And if his workers had any sense they'd take the hint and play along. Some hadn't, and had vanished mysteriously. Spooked by this, many went to their secondary boss, Peach Wilkins.
But he refused to endanger his own life or theirs by complaining to Fontaine. As it was Fontaine always made sure he suffered if anyone stepped out of line, deeming it justified because he "hadn't kept a firm grip on those idiots".
What work did Peach and his little band of not-so-merry men do? They were Fontaine's illicit and illegal smuggling team. Once or twice a week they'd sneak off in a sub to the surface, to purchase things rapture couldn't cultivate. Real fresh grown produce, some cigars, alchahol and various other
B2: Eleanor's Story Part 2Bioshock 2: Eleanor's StoryB2: Eleanor's Story Part 25 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
While calmly driving the boat back to shore, Jack began to feel the cold of Iceland. Rapture was built quite far from Iceland's capital, Reykjavik. Jack opened a compartment on the boat and shuffled through the contents. It was filled with winter gear, such as jackets, boots, goggles, just about everything you needed to survive in the winter. Jack mumbled in annoyance as there was enough winter clothes for everyone except him. Soon, he could see a bathysphere station in the distance, cleverly disguised as another lighthouse, just like the one he crashed into almost 8 years ago. He docked the boat at the lighthouse and went to the cabin doors to wake them up.
Meanwhile, Eleanor stared nervously at the red vial of her father's ADAM and her father's body. She took a breath and gulped down the ADAM. She then had a splitting headache, as if she was going back into the state of a Little Sister, her vision changing from "Little Sister vision" to the normal v
A Citizen of Rapture When I first became a citizen of this city I was only a child, no older the little sisters that roam the streets now. My mother and father brought me here to start a new life, a life of freedom and prosperity that the surface could not provide. They told me that soon the countries up there would again begin another world war, that it was only a matter of time until they all destroyed each other and that Rapture would be a safer place for their little girl to grow up. How wrong they were.A Citizen of Rapture5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My mother was a tennis star. My father, one of the best defensive line men to ever play the sport of football. They didn't come here to become captains of industry, make scientific breakthrough, or create art the likes of which the world has never seen. They came here because of me. Their talents got them the invite from Ryan, but they only accepted it because they wanted me to grow up safe and happy in a ut
BioShock- MoralityIn Rapture, they say its a place for artists to escape the censor, for the scientists to duck beneath common morals; it was where men could rightfully claim their own stake in the earth... and you, in a way, gave up a part of humanity to be in a place like that. You had to shut out God and everything you had known from above the surface. It would seem that you had to give up part of your humanity just in order to live there, but in the end it appeared such a small portion that you could survive. No one thought of how the advances in science were made. No one questioned the spine-chilling, oddly realistic sculptures of people dying horrendous deaths.BioShock- Morality6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Not one said a word about how the ethereal, beautiful city crumbled in on itself.
Not a soul asked when Sander Cohen went madder than usual and locked himself in Fort Frolic.
No one asked why suddenly Bridgette Tenenbaum was colder than expected to the Little Sisters.
And not a soul asked about the young boythe poor
Tender LoveTender LoveTender Love4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rukia yawned, stretching her thin, pale arms over her head as she made her way down the dimly lit hallway. Her hair was clipped back in a butterfly clip the nurse at the hospital had given her to hold back her sweat drenched locks and her four month pregnant belly was brushed lightly by the end of the loose, grey off-the-shoulder short sleeved shirt. It was early on a Sunday morning and do to the lack of noise but absence of Ichigo in bed when she woke up, Rukia guessed she was the only one in the house awake and Ichigo was out for his daily run.
It was only a matter of time now before her sons woke up. Two sons to shut Ichigo up and Rukia only prayed for the good fortune of a girl this time. She yawned again as she slipped into the kitchen flipping the lights on without a second thought, to her knowledge it was 6:27 in the morning and everyone was either asleep or out.
"Happy Mother's Day," three voice screamed, two of them children one of them a man who really had no busi
Reflections of MidnaAre you looking for The Reflections of Midna? If so, the deviation has moved to my new account, which can be accessed below.Reflections of Midna9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
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
Star Lily Dance Performance Capital Miku ft Gumi夢の子太刀 桜の愛しさにはStar Lily Dance Performance Capital Miku ft Gumi2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Yume no ko tachi Sakura no aishi-sa ni wa
A child's long sword of dream, the love of the cherry blossoms
Miseru himeyuri no mai wo
The dance of the charming star lily
Yureru hana ni kasanete hikaru tsuki ha
The shining moon overlapping the swaying flowers
Todokanuomoi o utsushidasu
Projecting these never reaching feelings
Hareta son'na ni-tsu wa
On such a sunny day
Kitsune no musume to nanishite asobou
The fox's daughter is idle
Candy AcheCandy AcheCandy Ache5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Mommy! Daddy!" Rukia smiled as she watched her children run down the stairs dressed in their little Halloween costumes, "Hello Honies," she greeted as the twins stopped at the bottum of the stairs and stared up at her, "Mommy, we need to talk," she blinked, "Um.. about wat?" "Taiyou and I think that this year we should be allowed to eat some of our candy wen we get home instead of waiting for tommorrow," Tsuki stated, crossing her arms over her chest, Rukia looked up at Ichigo and smirked, "Well Ichigo?" "Yeah I guess, every kid has to get their first Candy Ache sometime after all," he chuckled, "YAY!" the twins hollered, high-fiving eachother, "Are you sure this is a good idea?" Rukia wispered as Tsuki smoothed out her Fairy tutu, "Like I said, every kid needs their first candyache, trust me as soon as they find out how much candy is too much they'll learn to understand WHY we tell them no sometimes, taught me a lesson wen I was their age, I made sure I never binged on it
Baby Is Now A Year OldThe room was fairly large, big enough for Jack to run laps around three times a day. Its far wall was grubbily whitewashed and pockmarked with bullet-holes. A life-sized wooden man's silhouette, with its heart marked in paint, was nailed to that wall; it shuddered and splintered as little chunks of lead ripped into it one by one. Each shot echoed harshly. Head, head, chest, miss, shoulder, reload. Chest, chest, shoulder, head, elbow.Baby Is Now A Year Old6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jack paused, letting his pistol droop in front of him, and sighed with boredom.
"Can I stop yet, Papa Fontaine?"
Fontaine wasn't in the room, but Jack knew he would be watching through the one-way glass that made a long black rectangle on the wall to the left. Papa Suchong always told him when Fontaine would be supervising, and threatened him with punishment if he didn't put on his very best show.
The closed-circuit PA system crackled. "Do it again, kid. Lemme see you make a kill shot five times in a row."
"Fine." Grumpily, Jack shoved more bullets into th
''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 1 Official Lyrics + Romajiitsu datte itsu datte''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 1 Official Lyrics + Romaji8 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
kimi to futari de ita yo ne
itsu datte itsu datte
kimi no koto kangaete ita nda
kimi mo sōde
kimi mo onaji
kimochi futatsu aru dake de
kono saki mo kono saki mo
ikireru kiga shite ita nda
kimi ga yonda
watashi wa kimi no naka no watashi
tsukuri dasu no wa gūzō
kimi ga tsukutta maboroshi wa
hontō nanka janai
kako no kimi no tsugōnoī
omoide no patchiwāku [patchwork]
BioShock- Atlas- Part 1(It's time to end this little masquerade.)BioShock- Atlas- Part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was nothing. There was no Atlas. It was only the conman. Back from the dead. Jack's hands tremble, it feels as if his genetic code is being rewritten again-it feels like sparks are being shot through his veins and fire is being coated over his bones. He can taste bile at the back of his throat. Not real. Imagination.
That accent that he's become so accustomed to has slipped away entirely. It's He feels cold. Colder than he felt when the plane plummeted into the ocean-how long ago was that now? (There ain't no Atlas, kid. Never was.) The voice is all wrong, too harsh and too mocking. He falls to his knees, despite the shaking of the floor and a cracked sob wrenches from his lips. No. No. No. This can't can't-(Fella in my line a work takes on a variety of aliases)-he can't breathe.
Atlas is still talking and that god-awful Bronx accent is patching through the shortwave when it should be God, Atlas
Soul x Maka - FanFic - TeaTeaSoul x Maka - FanFic - Tea5 years ago in Settings More Like This
"It's so hot. I'm sweating like a pig." Complained Soul as he made a measly attempt to fan himself.
He heaved a weary sigh to himself before wondering to the kitchen in search of a soothing beverage.
"Being hot and bothered is so uncool." He mumbled while scouring the fridge.
Sadly, all he could find was Peach Juice.
"This stuff is disgusting!" He groaned, "How could Maka possibly like this?"
He carelessly flung it back within the cold abyss of the fridge in annoyance.
"Well, Maka is always telling me that hot drinks cool you down better than cold drinks." He said, shrugging as he spoke, "She said it was something to do with being hyper Hmm I forgot."
Soul never remembered much of what Maka said. She spoke in such an intelligent manner. Too intelligent for Soul. He only ever really remembers her admitting her love for him. Soul smiled a toothy smile at the sweet memories.
He shuffled lazily over to the kettle and clicked the button that boils the water.
"Maybe I shou
You Thought RightGoodbye, my only friend...You Thought Right2 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.
Rapture Welcome Pack: a fanmixRapture Welcome Pack: a fanmix6 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
...city of tomorrow. Now, thanks to Andrew Ryan, you can make Rapture...
...ever hear this sentiment again. In Rapture, there is no-one who'll...
...highly exaggerated! Don't listen to the likes of Atlas and his smugglers...
...asking for it anyway, the greedy broad. You hear...
...listening to Ragnar Pirate Radio. For those who just joined the show...
...can't do this any more. H-hello? Is anyone still...
Ruler for Rapture Part 6Ruler for Rapture Part 66 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I tear in, hearing what sounds like a full blown war. I arrive just in time to see some inhuman THING kidnapping Peach. Tenenbaum comes running over, blurting out the whole incident. Apparently that thing is..WAS Fontaine..he didnt die as he was supposed to. And he took Peach, to extract the Adam he had from him.
"The process will kill him for sure!" Tenenbaum cries. I feel sick.
"Well go back to frolic, amass what weapons we can..then ill go kill thew
bastard the second time..."
Tenenbaum looks worried, but Im determined. I wont let him get killed by the warped creep.
Back in frolic is take the place apart looking for extra weapons and ammo. Then I try the farmers market where Im fortunate enough to find a rocket launcher, and a bow gun. I raid every single ammo machine and vending machine, using hack tools to get into them. The two of us stockpile a load of ammo for what weapons we have, I even find a few grenades I can use..
Equipped to the max with weapons and exp
''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 3 Official Lyrics + Romajikimi wa ima''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 3 Official Lyrics + Romaji8 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
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
A Painting on a StageTragic rabbit, a paintingA Painting on a Stage5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A parody upon this stage
Ears caked with beautiful white at last clean
At long last pure.
To you, the tragic rabbit
The tragic life is fine
As with these tragic dreams as inspiration comes to scene,
But tragedy courts company as you're loath to be alone
So fill the halls, fill the rooms
With their silent gazing praises.
Tragic rabbit, with company
You've descended so far
You grin and laugh at your horrid acts
Till at night before the grief sets in you drink your fears away
So the symphony never ceases.
Though sometimes you still hear screams, but I,
The tragic rabbit am a parody on stage.
I hop free of my cage, what a lie this different size
And I sing with a silent voice,
They watch their eyes cold and hard,
But still I travel waltzing across my silly stage
Till at last the tragic rabbit halts
Gleaming eyes reflected in candy glass.
Tragic rabbit in this cage
A parody trapped upon this stage
Your brilliant breast beats pure and white
Horrendous lies clean on
WishesWishes5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Uncle Paul Uncle Paul!!!!"
Julian ran as fast as his little legs could go. Paul smiled and held his arms out, embracing the little boy who crashed into him.He swooped up the child,swinging Julian around.The little boy giggled with glee,laughter bubbling from his childish lips.Paul giggled along with Julian, his partner's son's laughter too contagious to withstand. Eventually, he put the boy down, a smile upon his face.
"My my my! Julian I think you are getting too old! You're too heavy for me! Ugh,me poor back!" Paul pretended his back ached,dramatically bending over and acting like an old man. Julian just laughed shaking his head furiously,his brown locks bouncing.
"No, no Uncle Paul! I'm not heavy! You're not strong!" Julian accused. The bassist opened his mouth in mock horror.
"Not strong! I'll show you not strong! Paul's fingers tickled Julian's stomach,and another fit of laughter ensued from Julian.
"I got you, I got you Julian!"
"No No! I got you Uncle Paul!" Julian's chubby fin
Deart Artist, Your Art Never Belonged to YouDear Artist, Your Art Never Belonged to YouDeart Artist, Your Art Never Belonged to You1 year 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,
Soul x Maka - FanFic - Feed MeFeed MeSoul x Maka - FanFic - Feed Me5 years ago in Settings More Like This
The cicadas buzzed endlessly within the heat of summer. A boy with snowy white hair and teeth that resembled that of a sharks stood by the shade of the local convenience store; his hands behind his head and his legs crossed. His crimson eyes gazed lazily at the people passing by. He had the sort of stare that made one unsure of whether he was really interested in what he was viewing. He was as motionless as an undisturbed pool of water. That is, until a pretty young girl came briskly bounding out of the glass convenience store doors.
The girls' wispy, blonde hair whipped her back as she bounded, as if it was a jockey urging on the majestic horse. Her skin was rather pale, but that further illuminated her apple green eyes that gleamed brilliantly and shimmered as they reflected against the blasting sunlight. She had what seemed to be an impossibly wide smile playing about her slim face. The smile grew unbelievably wider as she sighted the boy. He grinned in reply, kicking himsel
''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 2 Official Lyrics + Romajiyūjūfudan no sanbutsu ka na''ME!ME!ME!'' Part 2 Official Lyrics + Romaji8 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
jōzu ni ikiru hinto [hint] oshiete yo
oburāto ni sugu tsutsumu musū no utsu tsu
chokusetsuteki bassari ittōryōdan sa reru mainichi
aishite kaeshite ima made no bun zenbu
kesu koto ga dekitanara
fukai soko e ochiteiku ishiki ni
shikiri ni ii kiki kasu
usabarashi ni uta o utau
hibi wa utakata ni
kimi wa inai inai na
"kirakira no shunkan"
tōku tōku naru ishiki ni
kimi hitori nokotta no wa
ano hi ano toki onaji yume
mite itakara kō yatte
ano hi ano toki to onajiyōni
kimi o omotteru
kimi ga omotteru yori
zutto watashi nakimushida yo
koko de matteru