Live to the Fullest NMT SEThe town of Day Lilly was filled with action as the people who stayed behind worked fast and hard to make barricades around the portal to Nightmares world on the church island. The majority of the material used was freshly felled trees laying about the swamplands from the storm a few months beforehand, along with a few old bits of furniture that would, under regular circumstances be brought to an Antique Road Show to be discovered that it was made by some great furniture maker years ago and be worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.Live to the Fullest NMT SE6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Rose walked around the barricade with her rapier in hand, an old heirloom that was brought down from generation to generation of women in her family. Despite being centuries old, it still had a polished sheen to it and a sharp edge that would cut true. She held onto its hilt tightly as she walked, keeping her mind on the here and now.
She looked at the people around her, mostly men on the later stages of their lives. They had all came from diffe
Nexus - SesshoumaruKagomeNexus - SesshoumaruKagome10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
- Nexus -
From the lip of the well, its wood now smooth and slippery with ice, Kagome watches.
Snow is pretty. It is even prettier at night, when the frosty glitter of stars plays off a myriad tiny crystals and everything is covered in untouched, glimmering white. No contrasts, save for the clear line of the horizon where white meets the inky black of the night sky. No grey, just the sharp transition from light to dark, leaving no room for hidden meanings or blurry half-truths. No shadows apart from the black outlines of trees with bare branches, almost spidery in their nakedness but not quite.
Kagome tears her thoughts away from spiders, seeking the numb serenity of a few moments before. She could almost touch it, her personal nirvana, but again it has slipped from her grasp, replaced by thoughts of blood and love and spiderwebs in the dark.
White. His colour. The colour of purity and death.
Or maybe purity in death - in this world where demons r
Itachi and Unexpected GuestI was outside, sitting against the cool-brick-wall of the nearby building, resting. I was watching the sunset, when something touched my hand. It was small, and fuzzy. Fuzzy? I turned my eyes down to see what was there and to not alert it of my awareness.Itachi and Unexpected Guest9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I narrowed my eyes. A cat? No, this wasn't a cat. It was tiny. The thing couldn't have hurt a fly. As it cautiously bat at my hand, an amused smirk curled upon my face as I reached for a nearby kunai. The ball of gray fluff wouldn't know what it hit. As I lazily poised the kunai in my hand to throw it down, it turned its eyes up at me.
Shit. My eyes narrowed further as I tried to mentally steel myself for the next move, but instead of running away like I hoped it would have, it lay down with its head on my hand. I was nearly fuming with the indignation of it. Why did this creature think it could simply approach me, Itachi Uchiha like this?
But, I had to give it credit. It was brave. I pulled my hand back and the surprised creature's h
WhooTimeTravel Ch.6BFalse Memories, Ch.6BWhooTimeTravel Ch.6B6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A basic skill for a ninja is to conceal your presence and hide.
Kakashi stood in the clearing, taking note of his genin's positions. Everyone seemed to have hidden themselves well. Certainly, he doubted anyone of their respective levels less than a tracking specialist would notice them. Sakura under that bush, Sasuke up in that tree, Naruto... standing... right... in front of me. With his arms crossed and a very strange smile on his face. His stance suggested either he was completely confident about his chances, or that he simply wasn't going to try anything yet.
Eh... Shouldn't you be hiding like the other two?
Nah. I figure that if you're really a jounin, you'll know where we are no matter what. Besides, I'm still waiting on something before I can make my move.
Kakashi blinked. Hell, it was his time to waste. If that's what he wanted to do, then okay. Well, if that's the case, I hope you don't mind if I read while we wait? He
Mixed FeelingsI love you, I really do.Mixed Feelings5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But somewhere inside of me I no longer wish to love or be loved.
Why? It's because I'm selfish and I only care about myself.
I've realized it's all part of life but ...
I no longer want to experience THAT part of life anymore.
I don't want to be hurt.
But my heart doesn't understand what my brain wants.
It just wants to love you up. Even though it kills me on the inside.
And the funny thing is ...
I'm letting it do whatever it wants.
I'm letting it love,
I'm letting it be hurt,
I'm letting it to feel again.
Love hurts but sometimes it's a good hurt.
Why am I letting my heart do all the talking for my brain?
It's because I love you, I really do.
Itachi's DeathWhy am I hereItachi's Death7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Was this your plan all along
To play with my mind
Maybe Im wrong
I was always in your shadow
I still looked up to you
Then my vision of you was shattered
My world was torn in two
Dad never said he loved me
He only loved his other son
And now in my mind
The memories weigh a ton
The memories of blood
In my heart they are kept
I look solemnly back
On those nights that I wept
I wish that I had died that night
I would not have done this to you
This was my only goal in life
I wish that wasnt true
Because of you Ive lost everything
My family, and my friends
I lost them so I could be here
These feelings come and go like trends
As you lay here, slowly dying
I know that I will never know
Why you did all of these things
Or about the feelings you failed to show
You said you were the obstacle
I had to overcome
I guess that in the end
That battle was won
I know that maybe you didnt have
The kind of love you needed
But I still couldnt help but wonder why
Harry Potter AnalysisThe wonderful world of Harry Potter has touched countless lives upon its release. It contains many colorful elements from magic and fantasy to fighting bald snake people with little wooden sticks. Yet at the same time, despite touching so many countless lives, the ever-popular series has not been without its fair share of criticism, a large portion of which may not have been completely unfounded. Harry Potter has been said to promote more than a few more shady practices. It wouldn't hurt to explore and prod some of them in scholarly analysis.Harry Potter Analysis5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Let us take, for example, the most prevalent example in the HP wizarding world. Wands. Harry Potter and friends often use their wands to solve problems and, more often than not, create quite a few of them. HP, Ron, and Draco are constantly seen "whipping them out" and "waving them around," despite the fact many teachers advise most of the Hogwarts students against doing so. This could function as a sort of subliminal nod to boyhood fasc
Itachi's JournalItachi's Journal10 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
June 9, 1995
Today is my 7th birthday. Father didn't say much. Mom gave me a set of new kunai and this journal. Sasuke will be 2 soon. Mom says I can play with him once he can run without falling down.
June 29, 1995
Father is teaching me how to use the sharingan. He says it will take at least a year for me to learn.
July 23, 1995
It's Sasuke's birthday today. Mom let me take him for a walk. He tried to run away from me several times. Doesn't he like me?
December 14, 1998
I became a Chuunin today. I'm glad I found this journal again. It turns out Sasuke hid it under the sink 3 years ago. I should find a safe place to keep it so I don't lose it again.
I haven't written much in here, have I? Not much to say really. Dad is always angry. Mom is just....mom. Sasuke is very noisy. When he was a baby I thought he didn't like me, but apparently I was wrong. He tugs at my sleeve all the time asking me to play with him. I wish I had the time.
June 9, 2000
It's my 12th birthday. I
Guide to the AneemeiHello. Today we'll be going into the depths of the jungle in search of an exotic and incredibly wild beast in its natural habitat. It is a very curious creature indeed, sometimes it takes great care to make itself the most noticeable thing in plain sight, other times it hides amongst us, camoflaging itself as "one of us." That is, until it is properly baited and/or the creature assumes it is only in the presence of other members of its species, in which it will then throw caution to the wind and commence returning to its true nature.Guide to the Aneemei4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That of the aneemeifayun.
In general, the aneemeifayun species is largely capable of human speech. However, it functions more like a 'second' language than anything else, only to be used when absolutely necessary. And even then, it is often sprinkled with an assortment of oddities from their first along with being somewhat broken and incomplete.
Some examples would include:
"omg disis sokawaii," possibly meaning, "This shit in front of me is fucking adorab
Following OrdersFollowing Orders4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Damn it, Nathaniel! Did I or did I not tell you to stay back?" Irene crossed her arms and nearly glared at the man, succeeding quite well at hiding the fact her anger was born mostly of sheer terror over how close she'd come to losing him.
"You did," he replied evenly.
"And do you always have so much trouble obeying direct orders?"
"Only when doing so could result in the death of my commander."
"It doesn't do me any good if you get yourself killed!" she hollered. "You know I'm no good with a bow, you're twice as good at lockpicking as Sigrun, and none of the rest of us have even a prayer of detecting traps!"
"I'll take that into consideration the next time I contemplate saving
TeddyTeddy9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She stood from their game of Chess,
She didn't mind the gloating,
She loved him none the less.
She thought he was the one.
Teddy sensed the new arrival,
Teddy knows best.
Teddy began a fight for survival,
And drew a dart from the board.
Teddy jumped onto the table,
Book watched him with awe,
He never thought Teddy able.
But Teddy knows best.
Teddy slept with her every day,
For the last 8 years.
The newcomer would have to pay,
For intruding on Teddy's space.
They entered and Teddy slumped,
She left to fetch her coffee,
Teddy suddenly jumped.
With dart for his dagger.
He swung around his arm,
Caught Teddy by the neck.
Who raised the alarm?
How did he predict?
Teddy hung from a nail,
Meant for a calendar.
Teddy had failed,
Now hung like a criminal.
Book hit his head,
Taking advice from Teddy,
Though he was not dead.
Like he deserved.
Suddenly the toys rushed out and he ran,
They swarmed over his legs and hands,
It was an evil genius' master plan,
Though the evil genius continued to hang,
Remember RememberRemember Remember4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remember Remember the 11th of November,
and all of the souls lost before today.
The battles won, the battles lost,
and how many families had to pray.
Remember Remember for those that cannot,
have hope for the future, if only because of the past.
Bow thy head for merely a moment,
and know this time will never be the last.
Remember Remember the gunfire we hear every day,
in cities, towns and playgrounds it echoes like an empty hull.
What has happened to our supposed peace,
sacrifices fall on deaf ears as our peace is null.
Remember Remember the 11th of November,
and all of the souls we lose every day.
The new battles and wars that happen all the time,
and how we still have to pray.
Remember Remember those we have never forgot.
Hug An Emo KidEmo kids.Hug An Emo Kid10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We have feelings to,
Don't call us goth,
Punk, or poser,
Are we not just trying to discover,
Who we are.
When we cut,
Do we not bleed,
When our favourite band goes mainstream,
Do we not cry,
When we get our heart broken,
Do we not fall apart?
When we need love most,
Isnt that when we push it away,
When we see a song we love on an icon,
Do we not freak out and favourite it?
When we fight with our parents,
Do we not curse to the extreme,
When we feel theres nothing left,
Do we not have one ray of hope?
Do we not love, hurt, bleed the same?
Does it not hurt us, when you call us names?
The difference is,
We don't sit around,
And complain about it,
We turn it into lyrics, poetry,
Words made beauty.
So, have you hugged an emo kid today?
100 Secrets of Morrowind100 Secrets of Morrowind100 Secrets of Morrowind9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1. Skooma is actually a very powerful form of caffeine.
2. All Khajiits celebrate a happy little holiday called Moonsugar Day. It just HAPPENS to fall EXACTLY on Christmas Day...
3. If ANYTHING bad happens on Vvardenfell, the city of Ald'Ruhn is always affected first, most severely, and often exclusively.
4. Ald'Ruhn is frequently invaded by hordes of line-dancing penguins. Sometimes crowds of dancing, prancing mango melons come along, too.
5. The name of the Ashlands has been changed to the Asslands.
6. As a matter of fact, the Asslands and anything related to them have had their names changed to involve butts. Take Butt Isred (formerly Bal Isra) and Old Rump (formerly Ald'Ruhn) for example.
7. Ash slaves everywhere were deeply offended by the above move and filed a law suit to keep the the old names.
8. Seyda Neen frequently floods for no good reason at all. The inhabitants don't seem bothered much by it, though. As a matter of fact, they don't even seem to n
angelsangels11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i can see angels,
and they're crying as they're watching over me
they're crying for the girl i used to be...
so sweet and lovely....
they are my angels,
they're watching every move i ever make,
they're watching every step i ever take
they're watching me...
they're guarding over me....
gone are those angels,
after sfeeling all my hurt and all my pain,
they've left me all alone once again
they couldn't take it...
knowing that i was dead inside, i wouldn't make it...
. my confession .. my confession .10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every single evening,
when twilight deciedes to take over the bright sky once again,
I take my thoughts for a walk.
Every single evening,
when the daylight gives in,
I make my confession to the only ones who are always there to listen.
This is it.
This is my confession, my precious voiceless confidants.
Every single evening they fly away,
carrying another fugutive thought, another part of me.
Setting me free.
BlackIrisBalloon's Very Basic Guide to VoiceActingBlackIrisBalloon's Very Basic Guide to Voice Acting (For Bronies)BlackIrisBalloon's Very Basic Guide to VoiceActing2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Most fans who contribute to the brony fandom do so through art, animations or music. Some Bronies like me, who have no drawing skills and equipment, no money for good Video editing software, and a very limited knowledge of music theory, still want to give back to the brony community. Another way to contribute is through voice acting in the works created by others. Voice acting is a very fun way to bring life to the various pony related works, whether you choose to portray a main character, or an OC.
Now, I’m not that great at guide-making, but I will leave my contact info so you can message me for any questions.
Tools and Materials needed:
• A good quality Microphone
o Microphone Pop Filter
• A recording program
• Basic level acting skills
The first thing to do if you really want to voice act for the brony community is to get the proper equipment. Good quality microphones
SasuHina- Of flame and fan 1SasuHina- Of Flame and FanSasuHina- Of flame and fan 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
All characters are Kishimoto's
I don't own a thing
Straightness Alert (Omg?! Boom-E wrote something with no Slash?!)
I remember seeing her when I was little, when my family was still here, it was the ritualized world of clan life after all. I remember my father leaning over my shoulder and smiling at her, then at me, and I basked in his smile, never realizing the implications of what he whispered into my ear.
"You see that girl Sasuke? That's Hinata-chan. When you get older you're going to marry her, since your brother will be the head of the Uchiha family, you get to marry into the Hyuuga line. Does that make you happy Sasuke?" I realize now he might have been mocking me, and that there was a slight bitterness in his tone, but I nodded none the less. His smile... was so bitter... he had resigned me, his lesser son, to never getting to have any honor, never having the Sharingan, never being his ideal son, a jounin at the most. But at the time, I j
ElementalThe whispers in the windElemental9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Call us to be
Who we are
The murmurs in the rain
Tell us to do
The raging of the fire
Demands us to be
Strong in the time
Of need ...
The singing of the earth
Praises our ability to be
Unique selves ...
These calls are elemental,
These calls are sentimental;
Always remember to be
Who you are,
Too far?Falling further into the darkness,Too far?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
have I fallen too far?
I feel the sordid walls of hate and suffering around me.
How long have I been this way, and why did I not see it before?
Have I fallen too far?
Too far gone to see the light, yet I still see my own pain.
I shroud myself in the surrounding darkness, its the only way to combat the fear.
This can't be eternal,
this can't be for real...
Guardian AngelI can't think straightGuardian Angel7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because all I think about is you
Your ever wonderful touch
I can't even sleep without you visiting my dreams
Even though I've never met you
I've known you for a while now
I need you in a way I can't describe
To hold you
To feel your warmth
To give you all the love I feel for you
My heart aches for you
Singing a song of despair
Only singing a song of Hallelujha upon hearing your voice
Even see the words you speak
Makes it jump for joy
I don't know why
It must sound absurd
To love someone like this
Could be a phase
Or just a turn in life that means it's getting better
But somehow I think it'll last
I long for the day
I can go to you
You show me the light within the darkness I lurk
You are my Sun
I am your Moon
I wait for the day to hold you
To feel your warmth
To say I love you
To be there before you fall
I may of screwed up once before
I'm so sorry
I can't even describe in words how that made me feel
Only the tears that fall can say what canno
Mixture of FeelingMixture of FeelingMixture of Feeling5 years ago in Open More Like This
Trying to sing along to a song you've never heard
It's painting a picture of a place you don't know
It's on the tip of you tongue
But the colors just won't flow
It's being alone in a crowded room
Or getting you sea legs while walking on land
It's hard to make a mountain move
When everyone else is sitting will you be able to take a stand
What part of your eyes catches the light?
Where do you breathe in the most?
What makes you stop?
Where are your ghosts?
Can I have a misunderstanding included in the package?
Your mortician said you're not in hell
It's nice to hear, after all these years, that you're better
I won't say goodbye but I will say farewell
Could you find your soul
In the middle of a restaurant?
Do you search for your heart
The center of a parking lot?
Types of feeling men feel
How different are they from mine?
I say let's look at them under a microscope
'Sorry I'm busy, let's drink some wine'
Wear a skirt to a cocktail party
Wear a h
China GirlYou and I,China Girl4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
were like sisters;
always joking around with each other,
always looking out for each other,
and always being there for each other.
Then one day after school,
you seemed extra cheerful
and asked to speak to me alone.
Oh, probably nothing serious.
But something was wrong,
you turned around and smiled meekly.
I smiled back.
Did something bad happen today? I hoped not.
You began to speak.
Your voice was cracking up.
Did someone hurt you? What was wrong?
Then you spoke those three words I never wanted you to say:
"I'm moving away."
I broke down.
This isn't happening.
Why are you leaving me?
Don't leave me, sister.
I need you.
What am I going to do without you?