Kitchen BickeringPast midnight in the main kitchen of the Montrey mansion...Kitchen Bickering4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I don't understand why you can't find a nice, normal-"
"Human boyfriend," she finished. "Y'know, I don't think you're anyone to lecture about dating within one's species."
"We've been over this a thousand times; I am human."
"Uh-huh. Right. You should really see yourself when you say that, you ever tried saying it into a mirror? 'Cuz it looks pretty funny."
"Damn it, Penny," he hissed, "I was born and raised, for a forty full years, human- that's longer than you have been. Then this," he spread his webbed claws, "happened. And it's surface only, and you know it. Unlike this, this..."
"This being is a bizarrity! He's not a year older than you, he's not a decade older than you, he's not twice your age, he's twenty times your age! "
"Yeah, but look: he doesn't remember any of that, he's just like any other person, he only remembers so much, just the last couple years-"
He isHe IsHe is5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He is an artist.
He paints the stars,
And sketches my heart.
He can erase the pain from his work.
He puts pastels in the black.
He is a poet.
He speaks the language of love,
He writes what he means,
And he means what he writes.
He pours himself into my fingers,
And I can be his pen.
He is a reader.
He can read my face,
But he doesn't have to,
He could just read my thoughts.
Better yet, read my heart
Like an open book.
He is a magician.
He can reverse science,
Reverse the science that turned my heart to ashes,
And make me whole again.
He can make black into white
And darkness to light.
He is an author.
He wrote my story,
Still Work in Progress.
When it's done,
He'll put it on the shelf
And always remember it.
He is love.
He is grace.
He is peace.
He is everything.
TK x Kari Fanfiction :DTk was walking along a quiet road outside his apartment..." I wonder what ever happend to her..." He thaught... It'd had been 6 years since He'd last visited the digi world... He kept wondering if he'd ever be able to go back again.. " I cant even remember her name..." He murmerd...TK x Kari Fanfiction :D8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Matt was taking his time as usual.. " Great.... Now i can't find my phone...."
Takeru hadnt done much since the accident went to high school and that was it.. no job no nothing... Whilst Matt on the other hand had sucsessfully launched his band and hardly had anytime left for his friends..
Tai Went to go live in England , Mimi was making it big in america , Izzy was a world famous computer whizz , Joe was a great doctor , Davis Had gotten his own Soccer team for there area and was now the coach of a soccer training camp , Yolei and Cody were partners at her Fathers shop , Sora Was a famous Tennis player... And the last one... The girl... TK couldnt even remember her name...
" Did it st
Network Races: CentaursRACES OF THE NETWORKNetwork Races: Centaurs3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
TERMS- HISTORY - POPULATION - RACIAL FEATURES - TODAY - NOTABLES
A GENERAL NOTE
SPECIES VS. RACE
- The more polite term would be 'race.' In our world we're used to the only intelligent group being humanity so we divide ourselves by looks and call them races. In the Network the more obvious divisions are between the various sentient species. When Networkers say 'race' they mean your species. If they want to refer to your physical characteristics as a human they might say ethnicity.
- 'Species' is reserved for animals. 'Breed' is never used for break-down within the races, again only for animals. Using 'species' or 'breed' to refer to an intelligent being and/or their race is bigotry, except in science and medicine when it's considered okay to use 'species' to refer to the races. It's not politically correct but it's scientifically accurate.
My Fav Verses and SongsMy Favorite Bible Verses and SongsMy Fav Verses and Songs5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
(In no particular order)
"Those who wait upon the Lord shall have his faith and strength renewed. They will rise up among eagle's wings. They will run and will not become tired. They will run but will not become weary."
"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.
"Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.
"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.
"Blessed are the merciful, for they shall be shown mercy.
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
"Blessed are the Peacemakers, for they will be called the sons (and daughters) of God.
"Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
"Blessed are those who insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is
MiracleTwenty-one years old with only minutes to live.Miracle4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The girl on the stretcher shakes at the heart of a storm of EMTs racing the gurney, a string of distressed relations running after. Certain death, a flash infection, quickly now to the quarantine room; there'll be more than one life at stake when hell breaks loose.
Halls, corners, a twirl through bleak doors and into a place with one door, no windows, and a bed for dying on. The young woman is lifted onto the plastic mattress. Her eyes are frantic, fixed on something horribly distant, her mouth clenches and gapes, her fingers shake themselves to blurs. Baby, baby, oh my baby. The dad is at her head, big hands clench the steel bedframe like the brink of hell, tears trickle openly into his beard as he struggles to speak to his dying child, a million minutes wouldn't be enough to say what he needs to and the doctor is saying there may be less than ten.
Three rooms distant the chest of the second victim heaves.
The mom is as shaken as
SilenceShe (Renamon) believes profoundly in silence -Silence6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the sign of a perfect equilibrium.
Silence is the absolute poise or balance of body, mind and spirit.
The Digimon who preserves her selfhood ever calm and unshaken by the storms of existence -
not a leaf, as it were, astir on the tree;
not a ripple upon the surface of the shining pool -
her, in the mind of the unlettered sage, is the ideal attitude and conduct of life....
If you ask: "What are the fruits of silence?
My Testimony 1My Testimony 15 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I actually have two testimonies.. But this is the testimony where it tells how I got saved. I'm not going into extreme detail. (Because if I did, this would be VERY long and I'm trying to keep this as short as possible, haha. )
Before I was saved
Ok. I can say I was born into a Christian family. My dad's Methodist and my mom was a Catholic. And in my early years I remember that I did attend church. But when I moved into my old house, as the years went by we went less and less. It got to the point we didn't even go anymore.
Throughout elementary school, despite not really going to church God was still in my mind. Once in awhile, I asked my parents why we didn't go anymore but they never gave me a straight answer. But by the time I entered 6th grade, God was in a back closet to me. I believed in Him all my life but I wasn't committed, never putted Him first, and I wasn't even saved. (I didn't even know what that meant at the time if someone asked
An Intro to The LibraryAn Intro to The Library3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Six years ago the Greater Altalamatox Public Library put its small and remote home city on the map when it spilt out of the ether and onto the shores of its lake.
It's a building with a lot of history. Once part of a prestigious campus, it was last owned by a club of gents with a shared passion for illegal spellcraft and dimensional exploration, who used it to hide their howling voids into the cosmos and also their pointy hats and anything else they didn't want their wives to find. They never did accomplish discovery of a new world- or never had the satisfaction of knowing they did- but did manage one highly impressive feat which was to tuck the Library sideways between dimensions when the police came 'round to investigate. This was about a hundred and ten years ago.
The gentlemen, after their prison terms ended, never succeeded in summoning back the building. To that end they'd have to have known where it lay nearest to this world, and to their distress they were witne
Renamon's Tail TroubleMy 3rd Digimon Story (Renamon's Tail Trouble)Renamon's Tail Trouble3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
One day in Rika's yard, Renamon and Rika we're practicing new techniques for enemy Digimon in the future until Renamon tries a spin attack when all the sudden her tail hits Rika in the face, Renamon quickly apologizes to Rika for her action as Rika checks and learns that Renamon's tail cannot do any damage and discovers that Renamon's tail doesn't have any strength as she thinks that her tail is too long and puffy for any tail attacks like Guilmon has and was afraid to hit Rika with her tail again. Desperate, Renamon tries to think of other uses for having a long, puffy tail, her 1st use: Cleaning, Renamon plans uses her tail like a feather duster until she starts cleaning the dusty areas asher tail gets dirty as the dust around it causes Renamon to start sneezing until for a 2nd use: Tail whip, Renamon uses her tail to smack a fly until she gets her tail caught in a rosebush but gets a few thorns on her tail as she gently removes the thorn
Mah Best Friend is See-ThroughThe last of the day's rain dripped golden from the eaves and leaves of the city of Altalamatox. It flowed in molten veins between the cobblestones, dashed though the gutters as liquid amber, diving down drains and hills and all away into the vast lake.Mah Best Friend is See-Through4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Perched on a lakeshore hill, its glass dome rising above neighboring buildings, windows glinting in the evening light, the Greater Altalamatox Public Library stood serene as the ivy that feathered its walls. Inside it buzzed like a hive as its denizens wrapped up for the night.
The bulk of the bustle ringed the front desks, where carts jammed with books were being muscled away into the sorting rooms or back off into the shelves for the next day, with a liberal scattering of people dancing their way through the traffic on individual errands.
Shad, the marble centaur whose existence as a sentient statue had not excused the teen from a terrible case of acne, was cantering after the Library's flock of troublesom
It's a Curse: Notes on Eric ThedrialSo. I feel like Eric's up there with Tom as a character who comes with a lot of technical baggage I've never publically unpacked. Read on for a tale of god-complexes, monstrous curses, hunts and rampages, massive abuse of the ageing process, and history's worst case of polyphagia.It's a Curse: Notes on Eric Thedrial3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Welcome back to the Network, a world made of worlds connected, when not by simple geography, then by dimension-puncturing portals. We're going somewhere we haven't been before. The land is Nimisia, the year is, by our calendar, 1611. Gammon is a prosperous little city-state amidst a mess of prosperous little city-states and if rolling countryside, charming forests, and sparkling lakes are your thing, this is a peachy place. Well. If you aren't a peasant. We are in a time of serfs and lords.
If you are landed gentry however, sunny are your skies, green are your horizons, your cup floweth over. You live in a palace with colorful flags and people who take care of things and are generally free to socialize
That BookEncouragementThat Book3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hello. Do you remember me? I'm that book, over there. We met a long time ago. In fact, next summer it will have been ten years.
I'm also not finished. At first, I thought you forgot about me, but that is ridiculous. I ring through your mind even today, if only a faint background noise. My story still exists, and you yearn still to continue it - yet you hesitate. Yet you make excuses. And now, I know what you are thinking.
You are afraid of writing poorly. You are afraid of losing your place, of forgetting where the plot was going - of becoming everything you despise. And now, you consider forsaking me.
Keep on going, my friend. I have been there through your tough years: when you were alone, angry, and hurt, I was who you turned to. I fueled you to carry on toward your dream. You gave your heart to me when you kept writing, even after you lost all your work. You cannot simply forget me, or simply quit writing. I will always be there, as I am now, in the back
I Prayed to GodI prayed to God that he will take away my habitI Prayed to God3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I only heard,
"I can only guide you, and you must be the one to have the strength to give it up."
I prayed to God to take away my friend's impurities.
But I only heard,
"The spirit is the only thing that matters; the body is only there for a short time."
I prayed to God to still my anger.
But only heard,
"You must learn to be patient; I will send guidance."
I prayed to God to make me a more joyous person.
But I only heard,
"I give you blessings and miracles, and you must decide whether to be happy about it or not."
I prayed to God to take away my suffering.
But I only heard,
"Offer it up in reparation, for through suffering you get closer to me."
I prayed to God so that I may serve him better.
But I only heard,
"Have faith, and do good works."
I ask God to help me love others just as he himself loves the world.
And I heard,
"You will be blessed; go in peace to love and serve, I, the Lord."
Sonadow - Wake Up Sonic"Wake Up Sonic!" A voice from behind the bedroom door called, "We're going to be late!"Sonadow - Wake Up Sonic5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Groaning the blue hedgehog rolled over under his covers, curled into a ball on his knees, and finally admitted defeat, scratching his quills as he stretched, and appearing from under the covers.
He looked around his room sleepily, scanning over the piles of sports junk laying around, the closet whose clothes were sticking out of the door, the desk covered in papers excluding the small rectangle where his laptop went, and over the dressers with shampoos and deodorants, hair brushes, and other unnamed objects.
Finally he turned to the alarm clock perched on the window sill and blinked.
It was 10:45
He jumped out of the bed and in a blur of blue movement he had grabbed his shower stuff and ran out his bedroom door and to the bathroom, and soon a cloud of steam was crawling its way from under the door.
Down stairs Knuckles was waiting for his two housemates on the couch, glancing from
First Kiss - Chapter 6 -Final-First Kiss - Chapter 6 -Final-6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"It's a good thing you designed a shielded backup power supply for the rebuilt Hypnos system," complimented Shibumi as he poured over energy readouts.
"I've no doubt the blackout is a result of the battle going on in the park. I just wish I knew what was happening. Whatever is causing this is ten times the power of anything we've seen before," replied Mitsuo.
"Renamon's still unchanged. Without the stasis field, she'd be gone. Whatever is disrupting her link to her tamer is winning. She's already depleted all the energy she has. If it wasn't for the energy we're pumping in to keep her molecular structure intact, she'd have dissolved by now," observed Rai.
"I feel so useless. We can work out what's happening, but can't do anything about it," lamented Shibumi.
"Welcome to my world," joked Mitsuo. "That's the way it's been for me over the last year. I've learnt to have faith in those children. They never stop amazing me."
Suddenly, buzzers sang from various consoles. The scientists ran to
Night SwimNight SwimNight Swim5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For Takari month
Both Kamiya and the Takaishi family were both on holiday in Lisbon, Portugal. They were spending their time at a 5-star hotel, which had a large outdoor swimming pool; this is where our little story was going to take place.
Hikari had left the games room, she wasn't sure what she could do now, even though it was rather late, she didn't feel very sleepy, she looked around to see if there was anything going on, then she heard what sounded like splashes coming from the swimming pool, being the wondering teen she was, she decided to investigate. She slowly walked to the doors leading to the swimming pool; she opened it slightly to peek out.
Outside the night sky was clear, the stars sparkled each with their own story, the moon had a mighty roar of light shining down onto the city below, at the pool the water glimmered and shined with the light coming from the moon and the underwater light placed onto the sides of the pool. A single blond haired t
Anna - DiD"Mmmmph!" Anna struggled feebly against the hand covering her mouth as her captor, George, secured her wrists behind her back with a plastic zip tie. Once it was secure, she tested the strength of the plastic, hoping that, maybe, she would be able to get loose. However, it was instantly clear that she would not be able to, so she quickly gave up, hoping to cry for help instead. She wasn't putting up much of a fight, the gun on the table right beside them was preventing that, and as her captor dragged her to the corner of the living room, she had little hope to escape him.Anna - DiD5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Stay quiet, young lady," he hissed, shoving her down, her back to the wall. He grabbed her ankles, securing them with another zip tie.
"Please!" She looked up at him, brown hair falling away from her face, her coffee colored eyes wide with fear. "Let me go! Why are you doing this?" The man had knocked on the door, forcing his way into the house only a second after she had answered, and now he had her bound on the flo
As Diabolus Turns - Ch.2As Diabolus Turns - Ch.23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Diabolus Turns
Part 2: Love Is a Many Splendored Thing
Harlie stood frozen in astonishment as Marty and Jeeves kept on with their insistent arguing. As their words grew more vicious, they stepped closer, getting in each others' faces. The over seven foot tall Marty easily towered the 6'10" Jeeves, but he did not dare back down. Harlie and Quinn half expected a fist fight to break out at any moment as the volume of their dispute grew louder.
"H-hey!" Harlie dared to break up the fight again, "You two are acting like stupid kids right now fighting like this!"
"Shut up, mom," Marty said to his employee, "Aren't you supposed to be, I dunno, setting up appointments or playing Jenga with Quinn or something?"
"That's my lovely Linda's job," Jeeves said matter-of-factly, "That clearly shows how much you know about her!"
"Well someone clearly doesn't know who runs this entire freakin' planet," Marty shoved the smaller blacorite in the chest with
A Taismo ValentineIt was a warm day in mobius, comparing it was February and it was usually negative ten degrees Celsius. It was about five degrees warmer today and a orange twin-tailed fox could be seen walking alone on a deserted road towards Vanilla's mansion whilst wearing a suit, an orange MP3 looking much like an Ipod was held in his hand.A Taismo Valentine5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Annoying Ipod wannabe!" I growled under my breath as I flipped through the songs by clicking rapidly. I clicked back a few and pressed play. Sighing as the first few bars played of one of the Linkin Park songs I recently downloaded, I began to sing "My insides all turned to ash, so slow. And blew away as I collapsed, so cold. A black wind took them away, from sight. And now the darkness over day, that night " I stopped to catch my breath as a single tear slid down my cheek. 'Why am I going to this party when I just want to sleep through today?' Sighing for the umpteenth time today I recalled what happened to get me stuck in this mes
As Diabolus Turns - Ch.3As Diabolus Turns - Ch.33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
As Diabolus Turns
Part 3: The Bold and the Beautiful
Several hours had passed and there was still no sign of Marty. Harlie cursed silently as he flipped through a hefty stack of papers. His boss had not completed any of the work set out for him, which left his second-in-command in charge of dealing with it. With his already ceiling-high workload, Harlie was not in the mood, nor was he entirely capable of completing everything in the needed time. He knew that even if he worked steadily until sunrise he would still not have a chance at clearing his plate.
What bothered the orange blacorite even more was the unusual behavior Marty had been exhibiting. This business, this entire planet, was Marty's ownership and he had not been fond of letting it fall to ruin. The profits he made from the attractions more than sustained its upkeep, and the success that it accomplished brought him the greatest joy. It was unreal to see him simply not care in the slightest. Even more stra
Renamon Tf Pt 1As dull as my day had been, I didn't mind, it was way better than being at school doing work from a book, and I mean isn't Sunday a day to relax? I had gone out to the city with my friend in hopes of 'speeding up time' and maybe but something. Right now I was sitting on a bench waiting for him to return from the toilets. I stood up stretched a bit and started glancing at all the stores, most of them were clothe or shoe shops, I did however happen to notice an unusual looking anime shop. I hadn't seen it around here before so I was curious to see if had any good items for sale, I checked I had everything with me and walked into the little shop. The inside was much like the outside, dusty and ancient looking, dimly lit and no one except the cashier was inside. The young woman sitting behind the desk was reading a dusty looking book; I glanced around and was amazed at the collection of items that were sitting on shelves. I started looking through the digimon and pokemon sectionRenamon Tf Pt 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Except UsEveryone knows loveExcept Us2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Regardless of the gender
Or the subject of attraction
Everyone shares this common knowledge
This mutual understanding.
We don't color inside the lines.
At times it seems we speak
Entirely different languages;
At times it seems
We are beyond cohabitation.
We exist in different worlds
And yet your world is the norm.
We exist on your turf
On your terms
But not on your levels
And not by your criteria.
We are, by comparison
As they say, that is.
If we cannot grasp the concepts
So common to even teens
Then clearly we are unlearned
And, therefore, below you
And your 'adult understanding'.
We are 'naive', and 'young',
'Undeveloped', 'still growing',
And, worst of all:
"In need of good teachers".
There is little more terrifying
Than the implications in place
But to say more in defense
Would warrant ire and suspicion.
We are, still, strangers in your s