Sonic Drama Island, Ep 9, Pt 1Lola: Last time on Sonic Drama Island, our campers had to face their worst fear in "Phobia Factor." Some passed with flying colors, some had a little trouble, and a few totally freaked out. In the end, Espio got the boot for not being able to be handcuffed to a six-year-old. What will we have in store for our campers today? Find out right now on Sonic Drama Island!Sonic Drama Island, Ep 9, Pt 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Now to our show
*everyone is in the mess hall for breakfast*
Savannah: Mm. Man, I don't know about his cooking, but at least Alejandro can make a decent mocha. Now if only he'd back away from my sister.
*Lola limps into the mess hall on crutches, followed by Hannah and Bridget*
Savannah: Morning Lola.
Lola: (annoyed): Well somebody's in a better mood.
Savannah: I slept better last night.
Rouge: You slept more, that's for sure, being as you weren't--
Savannah: *throws her coffee cup (it's just Styrofoam) at Rouge's head* Can it Rouge.
Lola: Anyways, everyone, I have an announcement.
*Everyone turns and looks
ChiaroscuroTales From the Battle of GeonosisChiaroscuro4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chiaroscuro: The Tale of Sora Bulq
"Are you ready, my Padawan?"
These Jedi starfighters are new and curious things. Sora must admit that although he has no inborn inclination toward piloting, and is not as given to things mechanical as some of the other Jedi (such as that impetuous Anakin Skywalker who always gets himself into so much trouble in or out of the Temple; it seems Kenobi has been taking a file or two from Skywalker's datapad lately), there comes a certain thrill in being master of one's own craft zipping through the stars with something of a carefree abandon. He is the ship, and he holds the power to decide the fate of anything captured in his targeting display.
Not that even a hint of this is betrayed in his voice, his level tone as calculated and taut as the stretched-leather-brown skin on his deep-furrowed face which has never once smiled or frowned. There is no emotion, there is peace is far more than a trite max
best friendsAlways by my sidebest friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For countless years
"My grandpa passed away"
you sat in the back of the Church
silently giving your support
I could tell you were uncomfortable
But you sat there anyways
you smiled and said you knew
you knew I was
you knew what I was going though
we practiced how I would tell my parents
role playing for hours
you let me cry on your shoulder
we weighed the options
you drove me to the clinic
holding my hand til you took me home
"I can't do this anymore"
you let me talk
you talked me down from the ledge
took my pills, anything sharp
you made me realize life is worth it
"That's rape isn't it?"
My innocence lost
You helped me retain what innocence I had left
"I need surgery"
you were there when they took me back
you were there as I woke up
still loopy from anesthesia
giggling at every word
"I'm getting married"
you walked down the aisle before me
stood next to me as I said "I do"
caught the bouquet
saw me off
You are my best friend
What is Fear 5 - Ferard -finalWhat is Fear 5 - Ferard -final7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What is Fear?
He took me from the park when I was nine. Just grabbed me and threw me in a car. My fear wasnt in that that man had me, but that he wouldnt say anything. He was silent. He locked me in a small room. After he took off the ties I found the room to have just one bed, a boarded up window, and a single tiny bathroom. And then he left me there.
But the worst was that there was a clock with red numbers set up on the nightstand.
Exactly an hour passed and he came back. He he cut me, my stomach. Then he gave me some food. I refused to eat it, and he hit me. The food was drugged, and after that I fell asleep. I was in a lot of pain and had a horrible nightmare. I started sniffling. It was horrible and I wont forget waking up in a small pool of my own blood because there were more marks, like tally marks on my stomach. Every line was an hour.
It it was about a day later and
What is Fear 3 - FerardWhat is Fear 3 - Ferard8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What is Fear?
If there isnt a more off situation than this, then I might just kill myself. Diner parties and me dont really align, match up, or have anything to do with each other in a perfect universe. But hey, nothings perfect.
My parents only invited two other families besides the Ways, and I tried to fake sick in order to be able to stay in my room. They didnt buy it, so now Im sitting at our outlandishly huge table meant for such occasions next to Father and, by a carefully planed stroke of luck by Mother dearest, Gerard. Im using every manner I was ever taught, Im speaking softly and politely, and Im even making eye contact while talking to someone. God, the urge to run away is building.
Ive found out that Gerard has a younger brother who really was sick and couldnt come, so with that, his mother stayed home with him. Being the oldest, he was made to come, but Im sure that my parents might have
What is Fear 2 - FerardWhat is Fear 2 - Ferard8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What is Fear?
Now that I think about it a little more, I see no reason as to why I ran the full way to the clock tower. Rationally, I should have just run as far as to get out of eyesight of that boy named Gerard. But in this situation of fear and complete unwillingness to think at all, rationality goes right out the window.
I reached my hands out and touched the cool metal of the clock, as if playing hide and seek and reaching home base. Falling slightly, I tried to catch my breath, but there just didnt seem to be enough oxygen around me at the time. Wiping my eyes, I try to understand what it was he said to me. Someone whos been hurt I mutter to myself. How would he know that? What makes him think Im just another victim of abuse? I shake my head and dry my eyes.
Instantly I looked back. You see there is one logical thing Ive done. I ran from the school to the park, whereas running from the school directly to my hous
BruisesI have bruises on my entire body,Bruises4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there's one here and there.
I have a bunch on my face,
but I hide them with my hair.
People think I hurt myself,
but they can't see through.
I hate how they won't believe,
that I got these from you.
Yesterday you punched me,
and my stomach was deep purple.
Then you said some things,
that were so hurtful.
When I tried to run,
you held me and say sorry.
And when I kissed you,
you kissed back softly.
Then the hitting came back,
rougher and harder this time.
You hit me on my mouth,
and directly on my eye.
Blood oozed from my nose,
while my lips swelled up.
I looked at you and said,
"You have the worst touch."
You beat me up for hours,
laughing as I cried.
As you walked away from me,
I wished that I could just die.
I try not to cry at school,
but I just can't win this.
It's so hard not to flinch,
as you give me more bruises.
Bandit Discovers FerardBandit Discovers Ferard6 years ago in Humor More Like This
"MOM!! I WANNA GO ON THE INTERNET!" 10 year old Bandit Way screamed at her mother. Lyn-z put the pot she was washing back in the sink and pointed at her daughter,
"No YouTube, no Deviant Art..."
"No My Chem fan sights. I know mom! We've been through this!"
"Okay." Lyn-Z sighed. "Have fun."
"Yes!" Bandit cheered running to the computer.
She logged in, checked her email, and played 6 games of online Tetris. Suddenly the phone rang.
"Hello? Way residence, this is Bandit."
"Hey Bandit!!!" Bandit's best friend Mira cheered into the phone. Bandit loved Mira but she was a trouble maker and it had gotten her and Bandit into more then one hotspot.
"Mira! Chica! Wassup?"
"Are you alone?"
"Mom's in the kitchen?"
"Are you in the computer room?"
"Yeah, I was just gonna log off,"
"DON'T!!" Mira cried, "Get the head phones to your Ipod, plug them into your computer and log on to my YouTube account!"
"Mira I'm not alloud!!!"
"SHHHHH! Just do it! You always wanted to know why your mom doesn't want you
Homophobia1 April 2009Homophobia6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Homophobia is the irrational fear of, aversion to, or discrimination against homosexuality or homosexuals. A survey of over 1,000 people in Europe and North America, 42 percent of Americans say that homosexuality is wrong, compared with just 21 percent of those in the United Kingdom, 16 percent in Italy, 13 percent in France and 9 percent in Holland (Fetto). Homosexuality is not an immoral sin, unnatural way of life, nor a means for pedophilia or targeting children for recruitment, but this was and still is very widely believed. Homosexuality deserves respect, not fear.
Gays molest children. Or so many thought. The majority of adults in North America incorrectly believe that there is a high degree of pedophilia within the adult homosexual community (Robinson). Belief that gays frequently abuse children is believed to be responsible for widespread opposition to gay teachers in the public school
New Years PartyFrank looked up from his magazine at the hallway. Gerard STILL hadn't come out of the bathroom. 'I swear, he's worse than most girls..' He sighed and looked back at the tattoo magazine, only to look up again two seconds later. "Gee? You okay in there?" Frank shouted. Gerard called back, "Just a few more minutes, babe! I'm almost ready!" Frank grumbled and looked at the clock. "We're gonna be late for the party!!" He heard the door click open and let out a sigh of relief. "Finally. Can we--" He looked up at his boyfriend and gasped, completely not expecting the sight he got.New Years Party4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gerard was standing in front of him in a tiny black cocktail dress, a canary yellow feather boa hanging on his shoulders. He had his ruby hair curled like Shirley Temple, and his lips matched. Frank gaped like a goldfish, unable to speak. Gerard bent down to Frank's level, leaning on one arm of the couch. "Well? Are we going or not?" Frank managed to find his voice. "Uh, y-yeah, um, Holy crap. Wh-ahem-
What is Fear 1 - FerardWhat is Fear 1 - Ferard8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
What is Fear? - Ferard
I always walk on the other side of the street. I do this because I know they will know I watch them if I was any closer. They are being the high schools upperclassmen. To them, I think therefore I am always translates into, I need to punch something. Us that are considered the something often dont come around to this corner of the school, but I have to in order to go home.
My house is on the West side of the large clock tower that sits in the middle of the City Park. That clock tower is the only structure that can be seen from almost any building in our small town, and is how people direct others to their homes, and gangs establish territories. This school is on the Northeast side, so its a ways walk for me because my dad refuses to take the twenty minutes out of his day to come pick me up.
This fine, albeit gray, day has turned out to be pretty good. I passed all my classes, an
Change Me They said I wasn't perfect.Change Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They pushed me to the ground.
I looked at them and whispered,
I bowed down infront of them,
Shaking from anger and pain.
One of them pulled me up,
They made me perfect.
I'm basically a doll.
My skin is no longer mine.
The clothes I wear are different,
I can't breathe.
But they changed me.
Now I'm one of the pretty ones.
But I regret what I said.
I regret ever telling them,
Edward - Story of Snow Pt1Edward - Story of Snow Pt14 years ago in Settings More Like This
Sepia shadows striated the dusty wooden floorboards of a long abandoned attic. The silence was as soft as the worm eaten rafters and yet was there a breath softer than silence? A spider's dark shadow in the far corner against the wall shifted ever so slightly. There ran the spider, away, skittering over the bare beams, but somehow the long and crooked shadow remained.
A figure drifted from the gloom, less purposeful than the spider, yet horribly alike. It was almost as if a designer, drawing up plans for a fantastically thin and looming spectre, had conceived this very figure on paper as the true spirit of a spider, all legs, and horrid black angularity and yet had compromised in the face of practical reality and was finally able only to produce a mere insect.
No spider in a child's worst nightmare could have matched this black and ragged apparition of dust and apparent decay. The creature appeared to be composed of scraps, spare parts and limbs bound tog
Danny's LullabyAshes,Ashes.Danny's Lullaby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We all fall down.
Blood dripping down.
Tear drops,Tear drops.
Wet,warm and sour.
Warm blood,Warm blood.
Dripping every hour.
Covered in sweet red.
Hide me,Hide me.
Underneath the bed.
In all their eyes.
In all my cries.
Broken Glass,Broken Glass.
All over the floor.
All over the door.
Fill this empty room.
Is my other friend besides you.
Hush Child,Hush Child.
Please don't cry.
This is simply Danny's Lullaby.
deviantdeviant4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time there was a little girl who lived in a happy little place. This place was filled with other happy little boys and girls who loved art. They would show their art to the girl, and she would show her art back to them. It was a place where anyone could be proud to show themselves.
One day, however, the little girl forgot about the happy little place and stayed away for a while. When she came back with a new name, everything had changed. It started out slowly, and the girl didn't notice. After a while, though, the girl got worried. The other happy boys and girls had grown up and had started being mean. The sky wasn't so blue anymore--instead, it was a sickly olive. Even the streets were torn apart; those who couldn't afford to pay the mayor of the little town were kicked aside and ignored.
The town had grown into a city. The people built brothels and casinos. Strange creatures in glasses and ties roamed the streets--some white, some brown, some gold. The little girl was afr
My Desire To Be A Human Pony 2 My Desire to Be A Human Pony: Part 2- My Pony Play FantasyMy Desire To Be A Human Pony 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Another way I express my pony play desire is through sharing my pony play fantasy. Now the handler's gender is not made known because I don't care if the handler is male or female. Readers can choose if the handler is male or female and please realize that is my first attempt writing out my fantasy. Here is my fantasy:
"After chatting with a pony play handler online, I agreed to having a session and we would meet a small restaurant where we could meet and chat for a bit. We finally meet and after getting to know each other, the handler instructs me to follow him/her in my car so I can get to the ranch with no hassle. Upon arriving to the ranch I am amazed on how huge and private the ranch is, perfect for a pony play session and I am told that all the workers here are pony play enthusiasts. The handler then shows me around
I'm not okay,John."Tell me,Daniel. What's wrong?" my therapist,'John' asked. His real name wasn't John. I don't know his real name, and I never will.I'm not okay,John.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He crossed his legs and stared at me with dull brown eyes. I looked around the grey painted room.
"Everything." I whispered. I could feel cameras....but I couldn't see them. John wrote down everything he said, and everything I said and did. I hugged my knees tightly to my chest.
"I wanna leave!!" I said. He sighed. "You can leave after you tell me what's wrong,Daniel."
"Don't call me Daniel!!!" I placed my hands over my ears and shook my head.
"Daniel,please. Tell why you don't want to be called by your name. Tell me why you're so scared of everyone. Tell me why you're sad."
He said everything so dull. He talked as if he was bored. I hated it.
"You would never understand! No one does! No one does! No one does!!!" I rocked back and forth. I saw him writing. I stood up instantly. "Stop writing!!" I saw him panic. He was about to press the button that made tw
Not EnoughThere's another lonely girlNot Enough4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Would've been alright
But they aren't
There's a million of us out there:
The lonely and heartbroken
We wander the world wishin
Things wouldn't go unspoken
But this world is tough
Words are not enough
A boy cries
In the middle of the night
Wishin his parents
Would just end their fight
So he could get some rest
For just one night
When your family's broken
There's not much to do
You can't even use tape or Elmer's glue
Some things have to remain
There's a million of us out there:
The lonely and heartbroken
We wander the world wishin
Things wouldn't go unspoken
But this world is tough
Life is not enough
I'm fine...Today in class,I thought of you. My eyes teared up for some reason. My teacher came over and asked if I was okay. I replied,"I'm fine." She nodded and continued teaching. I knew I lied to her. But I didn't want her to worry.I'm fine...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Today at dinner, I sat down and refused to eat. I thought of you and my eyes teared up for some reason. My mother touched my shoulder and asked if I was okay. I answered,"I'm fine." She nodded and continued eating. I knew I lied to her. But I didn't want her to ask questions.
Today online, I talked to you and refused to tell you what's wrong. I remembered when we first met and my eyes teared up for some reason. You sensed something was wrong and asked if I was okay. I replied,"Yeah,yeah I'm fine." I knew I lied to you. But I didn't want you to think it was your fault.
Tonight in bed, I layed under my blanket,awake. I thought about you. My eyes teared up for some reason. I held myself and asked if I was okay. A tear fell and I replied. "No..I'm not..." I
Real BOTDF Fans♫ REAL BOTDF FANS....♫ (made by me xXEmo-Teddy-BearXx)Real BOTDF Fans5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1. Don't believe the rumors about Dahvie and Jessi.
2. Have listened to their music at least a full 24 hours.
3. Love their music
4. Sing ' I Heart Hello Kitty' outloud and don't care who hears.
5. Know who popped Jayy's balloon.
6. Have gotten a cavity from eating to many watermelon blow pops.
7. Yell," DAMN YOU STRAWBERRY, YOUR PINK DECIEVING WRAPPER!!!!" when you get mad.
8. Have more than one BOTDF accessorie. (shirts, bracelets, necklaces.)
9. Laugh at Jayy's adorable laugh.
10. Have attempted to fire hoop.
12. Was so caught up with reading these and laughing that you didn't notice there wasn't a number 11. ha you dun goofed!!!
13. Laughing at yourself for missing it and blaming the strawberry's decieving wrapper.
14. When people ask who you are you say, "IMA MONSTER!"
15. When something goes wrong you yell,"DAMMIT DAHVIE!," or "DAMMIT JAYY!!!"
16. Still laugh about the turkey high five Rusty gave you. (long story)
Our AngelOur AngelOur Angel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flying to Heaven
To walk with her Lord
Taken from this earth
To be his Angel
He just wanted to call her home
Dont worry she is calling out
"I love you all"
Please don't worry bout me
Im happy where I am
Remember Im yalls
Our Angel taken away
To be another Angel
Dont worry she is calling down
Im always in yalls heart
Im not far
Yall can talk to me
Any time of day
No limit to me
Im just calling to say
"My Family and Friends
Dont worry about me
Im another one of
and Ill see yall each one day."
Our Anger calling down
Can't wait to see yall again
For Im always in yalls heart
I love yall with all my loving heart
Waiting for yall's day to come home
23. Love Starts With L23. Love Starts With L4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Right before me, I saw the most terrifying thing ever I'd seen thousands of
horrible things in my life as a detective. But this It broke me Because before me, I
saw my love, with another man I saw that hideous business man, Namikawa, laying on
Maro lay underneath him with her shirt wide open. I was furious at what was
before me No I was disgusted. I was so disgusted that I couldn't even move. To see
him kiss her Was like a thousand knives piercing my body. The way her hands moved
across his chest reminded me of the same way she did to me
But why did I not attack him? Why was I just standing here ? It was because I
deserved this I heard Reicheru walk up the stairs and I motioned for her to leave. She
went to say something but I held up my hand to silence her. I
ME Ch. 26Ch. 26: The Return Of Ashley CharlotteME Ch. 264 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
----Later that day---
"It's time for a battle ready refresher, for all the newbie teams and old veterans! Jack, would you care to explain what were refreshing tonight?" Margaret was news anchor for the VNC, or the Visodu News Channel. Her partner Jack was always on top with the new Visodu News.
"Tonight we'll be talking about rankings. It's simple really: the higher your ranking the closer to being championed you are. If you were to challenge a team's captain and win, your ranking goes up by 5 spots, and if it were the second in command you'd got up 2. Beat an entire team and you go up 7 regardless of who you fought. If you're in a tournament and you win the entire thing, it's 10 ranking points to your team-"
The TV's sound faded, as Tylin turned it off with his remote. It was time that he got ready for the party. Tylin pulled out his newly bought tuxedo from his closet, not really knowing why everyone wa