Praying won't help.How could you just sit there,Praying won't help.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the side of the bed,
with thoughts of the broken in your head,
with good will in your heart,
and no motive to do one god damn thing but pray?
You want them to get better,
but you sit still,
they die slowly,
so where's your good will?
It's in the air that you just whispered into,
maybe they'll hear it,
but that can't fix a collapsed home,
that can't mend a broken bone,
that can't remove sickness from the frail and old.
So what's the point?
You could donate a dollar to the kids without a house to call their own,
but you just express pity in the comfort of your home.
The Accident ch1The AccidentThe Accident ch14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The steel door of the hospital elevator opened silently as it stopped on the floor.
A crowd of people wearing coats and overalls went out and rushed to work, each in their direction. The last to leave the cabin was a threesome of casually dressed guests with the company of an elderly female doctor. As they felt the elevator stop beneath their feet, the three left the elevator and rushed to the end of the corridor. A blond-haired, tall man walked right next to the doctor; arm in arm with him walked his wife, who was a short, petite woman in glasses.
Aelita walked close behind the adults, gaping absentmindedly at the floor. As she was lost in her thoughts, she did not pay much attention to what was going on around her. She even accidentally collided with a stout man, who was walking in opposite direction. Being brutally pushed back into reality, she apologized silently and continued walking and contemplating her footsteps, the only thing she could focus her attenti
Drawn to life aftermath?It's all gone.Drawn to life aftermath?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of it, the village, the creation hall, everything. I had to watch most of the villagers either died of starvation, or burn up in the inferno. I feel as though the creator has abandoned us.
Yet, there was no creator to begin with, was there?
I should probably explain. We lived on after we had disappeared in Mike's dreams, a happy ending, right? What we didn't know is all the nightmares Mike had and still has.
And they were all taken out on us.
So much has happened to us, most of the water, even the ocean's run dry, Bakis have become more savage, somehow growing fangs and ripping up some of the villagers.
And now this.
The village burst up into flame, with no warning. Barely anybody who was still alive got out. After it all burned out, when the dream was over, I tried looking for them. I only found Mari.
The poor shape she was in. Her leg was charred and unusable; she must've fallen close to the fire. There were cuts and scratches covering
TransHumanismEvery Human, A God.TransHumanism3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 2Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 24 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
There probably wasn't a more cliche image in all of Vegas history; late at night, a tall svelte woman in a curve-hugging dress ran in heels back to the door of her apartment; hair disheveled, makeup smeared, pale cheeks flushed. But there you go; for once I wasn't the grimy hardass courier. It was dark enough that the people who saw me go running up the stairs to the Lucky 38 were people I didn't give a shit about, strangers who gave me startled looks as I streaked across the pavement and then up the glowing, flashy steps. Victor was outside, and barely got a "Well hidey--" before I threw open the door and crossed the casino main floor.
The elevator ride provided solace, because I was finally alone. I was still crying silently, my forehead against the elevator wall. It wasn't so much what happened at the Tops, it was what didn't happen. Benny had asked me to hold him while he slept. Laying in his bed with him, he hadn't tried to as
A Kiss Before DyingBeautiful. That was the only way he could describe what he was seeing. He had been right to observe this one.A Kiss Before Dying3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had first seen her leaving The Counts Arms, the city's only inn, as the sun set gently behind the horizon on the Abecean Sea. At first, he watched her solely out of boredom. But as he watched her, he noticed that she moved like he did, keeping to the shadows, clinging to the darkness. Her appearance was unremarkable. She wore a tattered, sackcloth shirt, tight laced leather pants, and leather boots - common garb that contrasted sharply with Anvil's general affluence. But there was something about her that held his attention. Something dark and familiar. So he watched her. She wore an Akaviri katana at her side, an odd choice of weapon for a female, even stranger considering the only way to get one was to raid an Ayleid ruin, or join the Blades, neither of which seemed very likely for this apparently ordinary woman. He chuckled softly to himself. She didn't seem ordinary now.
Species of SheikA discussion of the genera and species observed both in the wild and in captivity of the family clade Sheik of the order Sheikah.Species of Sheik3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A note on physical sex, gender, and identity
While there are many different species - forms of being - for Princess Zelda and Sheik (whether simply as a disguise, as a seperate being with seperate consciousness, or as a combined being with a seperate consciousness), physical sex and gender are rarely taken into account.
It can typically be assume that Princess Zelda self-identifies as belonging to the female gender, and, when a seperate consciousness and not a disguise, that Sheik self-identifies as belonging to the male gender, as Sheik is repeatedly referred to as a male by others in Hyrule. However, these may be altered, with Princess Zelda identifying as male or Sheik identifying as female.
Physical sex may remain female, transform into male (or remain male, where the two are born seperately), or exist in an androgynous state, with characte
Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 1Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 14 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My memory before Goodsprings was as useless as a bloatfly. I had these phases of "almost-remembering" and some things trigger them, or I'd dream about them. It's like something on the tip of your tongue that you just can't spit out. That was me, on a constant nagging basis. You can see why discovering my past wasn't really my priority. If I tried, I'd go insane. Instead, I focused on the future, and the future seemed to be in peril at the moment. Not just for me, but for the entire Mojave.
There's a lost art, I think, of following one's gut. These days, everyone around me was so intent on their troubles, their problems, and thinking out ways to fix everything for themselves, that they didn't really listen to that inner voice. With a slate wiped clean by that bullet, nothing holding me into my own dark thoughts, I think I had a lot more freedom and ability to go where the road takes me.
Author Notes: Vault BE - The ExplorationVault BE - the exploration. Authors notes.Author Notes: Vault BE - The Exploration2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This isn't a story but I've had some ideas floating around my head so rather than just keeping them to myself I am going to jot them down on here so that you can comment telling me what you think and thus change the story before its written. Interactive, neat right.
So in the next story Vault BE is going to send up an exploration team.
For those of you who want to know where vault BE is, find a map of Britain and draw a triangle between Southampton, Cardiff and London. Then inside that triangle, just North West of Southampton is Larkhill. Since fallout has lots of references within it, so does my story. Spot a reference and comment with where it's from and you will get a lama.
Wales was not nuked, so Cardiff is the new capital of the New Welsh Republic, NWR, with the symbol of a 2 headed sheep. The NWR claims all the land running along the River Severn then a less defendable boarder following the M5. Although the NWR has been unable to expand
And the moth said to god..."I finally got to the light"And the moth said to god...3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Intro and Chapter 1The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Intro and Chapter 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
There are times in history when bloodshed and despair seem small and insignificant; present only in simple incidents with little importance and far apart. Peace reigns while all kingdoms are content with their strength and wealth. War is a strange word to all.
Ponies live through these times taking their good fortune and peace for granted, finding trifles about which to whine and groan. Their plentiful food, strong roofs, and joyful families are gifts so inherent to their lives that they are seldom valued.
But then, with one fell swoop, fate brings forth catastrophe, war, and famine. The great sword of destiny slashes again and again, toppling kingdoms and ending civilizations. These horrid events may, indeed, happen in quick succession for centuries on end, offering no relief, mercilessly devastating all of existence.
One such time brought the glory of the Equestrian Empire, the greatest power known to the world for eras, crumbling down. The sword and horn of the Thalmor Unicorns,
FatherRaphael felt sick to his stomach at the thought of being alone.Father1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Well, not alone.
Just him...and his six-month old twins, Kai and Lola.
His brothers were on patrol, Splinter was asleep...and now Selina was leaving, too.
"Do you have to go now?" He asked for the third time.
Selina resisted the urge to roll her eyes, even her everlasting patience wearing thin. "For the last time, Raphael, yes! You know, I wouldn't have to go get more formula if you weren't such a wimp about breastfeeding!"
Raphael scowled. Could he help it that it freaked him out to see his kids latched onto his partner like little parasites?
"Just quit worrying," she consoled him as she slipped her arms into her light windbreaker. "They'll probably sleep through the whole time. And if they don't, I'll only be gone fifteen minutes. Just don't make any loud noises, and don't disturb them. Besides, you need some bonding time with your children. You've been avoiding them like the plague."
"I have not!"
Food poisoningWarning: None. Simply brotherly fluff with Splinter. Enjoy...Food poisoning1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Splinter never let his eyes wandered anywhere but the screen of the television, where his favorite soap opera was being aired, but his ears picked up more than just the sound of the TV. Even when barricaded from the rest of the lair, the garage still made more noise than they could tolerate, even worse when Raphael and Donatello were at it. The old rat sighed in defeat. Perhaps a lecture about courtesy for those two might be in order, yet Splinter suppressed that idea almost immediately. They were having a time of their lives, who was he to interrupt them? No, he wouldn't do that, not when he knows that they are inseparable...
Ten years ago...
Leo and Mikey were already in their shared bedroom, no doubt to try out a new game the youngest just invented, leaving a grumpy Raphael and a willing Donatello to help their master with the dishes. Splinter just shook his head as he observed his short-tempered son wip
The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Chapter 2The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Chapter 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Alicorn Scrolls
Chapter 2: Flight or Fight
"May a daedroth sleep with my sister, Frozen, they're going to murder me " I whispered to my brother.
"Well this isn't one of your robbery trials, Khazur, rape is punishable by death in Brumare, let alone defloration through rape." He whispered back.
"That's the thing, I-"
"Khazur Marrick, Argonian under the tutelage of the Glow family." The Count interrupted me, his tone bored.
It was quite evident this was not the first time he had said that. I simply swallowed hard, bracing myself for what was to come.
"Lady Cherrytip Winterfruit has accused you of rape and of the defloration of her body. Her parents Lord Pine Winterfruit and Lady Snowberry of Winterfruit provided the needed acknowledgement of this fact."
The stoic-looking father neighed in a menacingly low tone. I didn't need to see him to know his eyes were fixated on my throat and a dagger in his mind.
"By the laws of the Equestrian Empire, and with th
The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Chapter 3The Alicorn Scrolls: Skyrim -Chapter 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Alicorn Scrolls
Chapter 3: Of Pride and Prison Bars
The darkness enveloped me, cradled me, hiding me away from memories and regrets. I felt at peace, as though suspended in time forever. The slight sensation of dizziness that spun around my head reminded me of the nights I spent drinking and talking blissfully with my brothers. A time now better off forgotten.
The void slowly drifted away, and pain crept to the back of my head. My senses were returning as I gradually recovered my consciousness. The first thing I noticed was the smell; a nauseating stench of death and filth with the damp, stale air of a closed space. My feathers stood up as cold finally registered in my brain and the rough sensation of stone brushed against my scales from under a bed of hay. I opened my eyes and lifted my head, too confused to discern anything of what I saw at first.
When my vision cleared, I was face-to-face with a rusty iron bar. With a muffled yelp I stumbled to my hoov
Old World BluesDown south lay the Mojave Drive in, a boring place to playOld World Blues3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
something new, a satellite hit but what could it possibly do
lights out, I wake up in a strange land head out and meet the think tank crew
Mobius on the screen laughing and taunting about my brain, God keep it safe I pray
to the Big MT wastes I go, chased by the roboscorpions and there mighty death ray
lobotomites chasing me through this school, these guys are about as bright as a shoe
this place is filled with cazadors and nightstalkers alike, it's a psychos zoo
in to the forbidden zone I go, so close to my brain now I can honestly say
Mobius, he doesn't seem like such a bad guy, give him a talk and get my brain back in
back to the think tank to work all this craziness out
one way or another I'll make peace in this war of the minds that will end here fast
I may have told a few lies to get to this place, but peace in my book is a win
these humans of the past will have there problems though without a doubt
luckily I cured there
Major Character DissectionThe Major Character Dissection: a writing aid for all fiction creators, from fantasy authors to comic writers. A helpful guideline tool for anyone who wants to create well-rounded, plot hole-free castsMajor Character Dissection5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is an incredibly thorough questionnaire for your major characters. There's a reason I call it a "Dissection." I've already posted the minor character sheet for all those people you don't need to know the favorite foods and alcohol tolerances of. These are all geared toward protagonists, but can be applied to villains too.
Text in [brackets] is just for clarification of how to answer the preceding question. I will warn you that some of these explanations are exceedingly long: the ones regarding the Myers-Briggs personality type, and the one about love languages. They are long so as to explain the concepts to those unfamiliar with them. Also, since I hate writing "him or her" and I will not write "they" when the subject is singular, I am assuming masculinity in my clarifications. Y
Spells and ShadowsWhisper wordsSpells and Shadows9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From ground and sky
...Rise spirits rise
Come forth from the shadows
and the dark
Cast your spells
From the earth, heavens, and skies
Bring forth your words and
...Sing Spirits Sing
Sing to the heavens and sing to the earth
Leave the world of shadows
and back to mother earth
Spirits both great and small
Bring for your joy and
...Dance spirits dance
Move to the rhythm of trees
and sway to the flowing of the river
and cast your spells
...Rise and Sing
Dance a to the rhythm
of the solace moon...
Then back to the shadows
...for another years sleep...
Then rised once more and sing and dance again
Juggalo Christmas CarolYou better watch outJuggalo Christmas Carol5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Prepare to die
He's comin for your throat
and I'm telling you why
Santa Claus is coming to town
He's clenchin his fist
Your neck, he's gonna slice
Gonna kill both naughty and nice
Santa Claus is coming to town
He kills you when you're sleeping
He kills you when you're awake
He'll stab you if you've been bad or good
So run for you life for fuck sake!
O! You better watch out!
Prepare to die
He's ripped out your throat
Now your gonna fry
Santa Claus is killing your town
Santa Claus is killing your town....
The Perfect Little GirlThe Perfect Little GirlThe Perfect Little Girl8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I never imagined everything coming to this. I should have never put forward my offer to Vexus...
You may call me X. I, like many other individuals bent on domination, have become tired of the many hapless fools who believe they can oppose the powers of good in this world. They try to bring the heroes down, but only succeed in getting humiliated, thrown in prison, or killed. I am not like those people. I choose to think before acting, to plan my advances on global peace. That is my method. And, sadly, that has resulted in myself forming an alliance with the Cluster, a collective of rather vile species run by its Queen, bent on domination as much as I am, and the Tallest, a rather impish race whose hierarchy is determined by whoever is greatest in height. The Cluster's representitives, a selection of individuals going by the name of the... Darkstar Council, will be arriving on Earth in a few days. They are mostly from a race known as the Kainsword, b
Swing SwingThere was nothing sinister about this darkness. Rather, it was soothing. Contained within the hours of the night, this darkness was a haven for the weary where the chance to rest was offered freely. Such an opportunity was almost impossible to pass up and it was one a certain red-banded turtle was currently using.Swing Swing2 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was only half-past ten which was still early by any teenager's standards. Even so, Raphael was overriding his night-owl nature for once. Having spent the previous evening out late with Casey and the majority of the day in the dojo training with his brothers, he had reached a level of tiredness that was no longer ignorable. Knowing that falling asleep on the couch put him at high risk for one of Mikey's pranks, Raph had decided to skip movie watching with the youngest turtle and instead seek safety inside his bedroom. Fresh out of the shower, he was now nested inside his hammock for the night.
All the lights inside his room had been turned off. No noise disturbe
TMNT-Just Like DaddyTMNT-Just Like Daddy1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Daddy? Dad? Daaad?"
Magdalene Hamato poked her head into her parents' room, the study, and her room as she walked through the house. She had been looking for her father for the past five minutes and she was getting a little frustrated.
"Daddy?" She walked down the stairs and poked her head into the kitchen where her mother, April, sometimes worked with a cup of coffee in hand at the kitchen table. Her mother was at work that day with an emergency at the science center. It left her and her father alone for the day, but about an hour ago her father had disappeared.
Maggie blew a piece of hair out of her face with a huff and peeked into the living room and even checked outside of the old farmhouse she and her parents lived in. Nothing.
The seven year old pouted back inside to return to her room to play with her toys by herself when a flash of purple caught her eye. Maggie backtracked and looked at the object on the counter of the kitchen more closely. It was her father's mask.
Full-Time JobA/N: The turtles are about 4 years old in this story. Enjoy!Full-Time Job1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Splinter glanced up from his now empty plate to glance at his four beloved children. He shook his head at the all-too-typical sight that met his gaze.
Leonardo's seat was empty; the presumed oldest of his sons had been the first to finish and the first to be allowed to be dismissed from the table.
Raphael had almost entirely cleared his plate, but had fallen asleep where he sat, his face buried in the remaining contents of his meal.
Donatello's meal had remained almost completely untouched; the pickiest of his sons sat with his head rested on his hand as he poked at the contents of the plate with disgust, simultaneously releasing over-dramatic sighs.
Michelangelo, having just finished his third serving, was now desperately licking his empty plate.
Splinter sighed. “Donatello, you will not leave until you have cleaned your plate.”
“But I told you I'm not hungry!” Donnie protested.
“I'll clean his
TMNT: Raph's NightmareRaphael woke up panting. The dream was too real. He had lost his temper, gone completely insane; on his own brother. Knowing it only a read was not not enough for him. He had to check to see if his brother was okay. What if it really happened? What id he really did nearly beat Mikey half to death. Quietly he made his way to Mikey’s room, carefully he opened the door. His brother sleeping on his plastron in a nest of pillows and blankets, blissfully unaware of the dream Raph had. Sighing and smiling he turned around to go back to his room, only to walk into his oldest brother Leonardo.TMNT: Raph's Nightmare1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Raph you okay?” Leo asked.
“Yeah,” he said avoiding his brothers eyes.
“You’re lying, tell me what is it.”
Raph sighed and groaned, “I had a nightmare,” he was embarrassed, “it really freaked me out.”
“Do you want to talk about?” Leo asked.
“You don’t want to know. . .” his voice trailed.
“If it ha