Too Much Rurouni Kenshin...Too Much Rurouni Kenshin...6 years ago in Humor More Like This
You Know You've Been Watching/Reading Too Much Rurouni Kenshin When...
1. You had an attempt to create a cross scar on your left cheek.
2. You ACTUALLY created a deep cross scar just to look like him.
3. You dyed your hair red.
4. You grew your hair just to tie it in a low (or high, like Battousai) ponytail.
5. You started saying "Oro" every now and then.
6. You put 'de gozaru' in every sentece you make.
7. You start your sentence with the infamous 'sessha.'
8. You buy yourself a sakabatou, despite the expensive price.
9. You prefer being a small guy and still look hot.
10. You suck at gambling.
11. You started to love doing the laundry.
12. You think of doing good things to atone for your sins in the past.
13. You have one hot but crazy brother-in-law (named Enishi. Hmmff.).
14. You hurt your leg trying to jump high and doing the 'amakakeru ryu no hirameki.'
15. You have a freeloader friend.
16. Your girl hits you with a bokken.
17. Some people actually started to think that yo
Peaceful voicePeaceful voice7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your voice echoes over these hills,
Past the Marmalade skies,
And through the open expanses of my mind,
Do you remember those words,
Well Youre here again.
People sit and wonder what your like,
Were you wrong or were you right,
Is it a dream ah yes but it's all wrong
It doesnt matter much to you
The Newspaper taxi's wait to take you away,
You sit and turn and your Julia is waiting
To take you away from the storm
Close your eyes together and your gone
You walk away across the universe,
Pools of sorrow waves of joy
are drifting thorough your open mind,
You Walk away to your newfound home,
Back Home a little girl sits alone,
Head phones on singing along to your voice,
She puts down the headphones,
28 years on- people whisper she should get a life,
Get new music get new strife....
But she still listens to your peaceful voice
Through Rhythm And MagicCan you hear my heart,Through Rhythm And Magic5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For you & I,
Through rhythm & magic,
To never know stillness again,
And always in time,
Like some immortal drummer,
Caught in an eternal drum solo,
The Six CobrasThe Six Cobras3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Cobras, so strong and so patriotic,
Little did they know how their future would be chaotic.
They helped helped us through wars and D-Day,
Yet soon they would soon die and decay!!!
First fell The Sorrow by the hand of his lover,
It was The Boss working undercover.
Sacrifices had to be made, The Boss had to survive,
There were once six Cobras, now only five!
The Pain was next, he had to kill Snake,
So The Pain was killed in an underground lake.
He was at deaths door,
Of the six Cobras, there were now only four!
The Fear sought revenge for another,
Yet he met the same fate as his fallen brother.
The endless fear he could now see,
Of the six Cobras, there were now only three!
The End next, and his trusty bird too,
The End had a job to do,
He died as his companion flew,
Of the six Cobras, there were now only two!
The Fury, an ex-astronaut you see,
But no-one could beat snake, not even he.
He died, and it was done,
Of the six Cobras, there was now only one!
The Boss, The Joy,
On December 8th...Just an ordinary guy from Liverpool who,On December 8th...4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Overcame hardship to become one of the most gifted and respected musicians in the 20th century.
Hot tempered, indeed he could've been at times but,
Nevertheless, he did so much good in this world
'Love is all you need' he sang
Everyone should give peace a chance. His words will
Never be forgotten. His words were beautiful but
Now he is unfortunatley gone.
On this day, all of his fans weep for his loss, but he will
Never be lost in our hearts
A Peaceful Storm (14)She turns her head when storms come byA Peaceful Storm (14)3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her mind runs far away-
So easy when she learned to lie,
She had nothing to say.
Her hand holds tight to one last hope
And her spirit has long been broken.
But since he gave her a fraying rope
Her words are never spoken.
Hiding in her house of past
She has nothing but time.
She stares out windows of broken glass
And remembers when she was fine.
But every time the clouds come round
She worries more and more-
Could it be her fear to have found
Some peace within this storm?
As she steps out she wears her coat
But she's finally facing the rain.
She's letting loose of his old note
And crying away the pain.
Who Am I??Who am i???Who Am I??4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
written by danielle bruce...
Who am i?
Im afraid i dont know...
I see many paths to choose..
But i dont know where to go....
My head spins around and around..
So hard to see...
Can't find out...
Who i want to be....
Should i be goth,prep,emo
Should i be a punk or a screamo...
So many groups...
So many choices..
Afraid i will follow the wrong path..
And run into a dead end..
I look deep inside myself...
And i finnaly see..
Who i am...
Who i want to be...
But now im not so sure..
Im still confused..
Im still some what afraid to move..
So many paths...
What shall i do with my life..
Will i be a loveing mother?
WIll i be a good wife?
Will i be alone?
Will i be trapped forever?
Who am i?...
What path do i choose..
Im to busy screaming In anger..
To hear myself tell me where to go...
What shall i do...
What path is it....
Or the right..
Left might make me loose everything i got left...
Right could lead me to a dead end...
I cant see whats on the end of each
Mechanical LyricismI tire of this,Mechanical Lyricism5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fixing of my
hinting at yet another
from beneath the
and restarting with
declaring their presence
the technicians all
of whom I considered
I am alone,
await my final
of which the
will be the last.
My serenade of
in my wake.
Pisces Fish 3Pisces Fish 34 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Pisces Fish: Three
I'll be swimming until I can find [ ] that one unbounded ocean of bliss
By the end of the week, George was going crazy through the mail and his e-mail, looking for John's instructions. However, none came too soon. Perhaps he had forgotten. He wouldn't be too surprised if that was the case; John was a very strange man, and not much older than George himself.
Just when he was about to abandon the job for dead, a knock came at his door which he answered. No one was there. Strange. But there was a thick manila envelope at his feet. He picked it up and stepped out into the hallway where he looked down one way, then the other. Nobody. He shrugged and returned to his apartment, making his way toward the desk with his computer on it.
He opened the envelope just as the computer vibrated with the alert of a new e-message. He stopped and maximized the program window. The sender was an anonymous source and the subject line read: 'DO NOT READ before you open ha
Sailr Paul and Tuxedo JohnSailorSailr Paul and Tuxedo John3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Paul and Tuxedo John
and Paul have been watching TOO much Sailor Moon lately. Doing it for
Two men are
watching anime, more specifically, Sailor Moon,
and the lads have become obsessed with it
Sailor Scouts, duh! I get to be Tuxedo Mask”
be Tuxedo Mask!”
too girly. You be Sailor Moon.”
wanna. I don't got the figure. Oh, look, she's singin' our song”
As if by magic, 'I Want to Hold Your Hand' was playing on Sailor
blondie's a turn-on.”
prefer the blue-nette. She's smart, cute, and stylish.”
a prude. Anyway, about cosplaying...”
two men, Ringo and George, were going through some songs, when they
saw John and Paul, dressed in Scout garb. Ringo guffawed, and George
The Life I Want To LiveThe Life I Want To Live2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I woke up on a Saturday afternoon on my bed getting ready for another crappy day of my life. As Jimmy got up he looked around, something had changed. He did not know what. He walked out of his room and saw a kid around his age with a lighter red color hair as him. Jimmy was shocked, this was the kid he knew but he forgot his name"Hello Jimmy" The kid would smile at him as Jimmy smiled back a little confused "H-" before he could say anything he was hugged from behind by a girl with long brown hair and brown eyes. Who were these people he wondered he looked back at the red headed boy and smiled"Ummm where am I...And who are you again ..?" He was afraid of asking but he did anyway the kid looked at him shocked but he responded"...It's me Matt...What are you talking about..." Jimmy checked his phone he saw the Facebook chat had not been checked for hours. Was this a dream? He wonders , the girl hugged him tighter from behind"I take to you don't know who I am either "She giggled and s
Lolita Cherry Blossom(Cherry Blossom don't turn away)Lolita Cherry Blossom1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
(Cherry Blossom don't be afraid)
"The scars in my picture are hidden"
"I know my love for you is forbidden"
"You're just a bad man who can't stand my heart shaped glasses"
(You can be my little sister but nothing more than that)
"Please stay away from me"
"Just let my heart be"
"You're just a bad man who can't stand me
(Cherry Blossom don't fade away)
(Cherry Blossom don't run away)
"Is this a strong obsession?"
"I just want you to be in my possession"
"I don't want you to stay"
"But please don't go away"
"I know you want to protect me from harm"
"But your first initial is carved into my arm"
(Your lips taste as good as the appear)
(The "accidental" kiss made it all clear)
(I promised I would stay)
(I promised I wouldn't go away)
(I don't wanna leave you behind)
(If I came back you'd be so hard to find)
("So I guess this means goodbye")
I'm in Love with My Best Friend's Brother WIPI only have a few questions so please hear me outI'm in Love with My Best Friend's Brother WIP11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When hearing your voice why do I smile even when I'm doubt?
You still haven't spoke more than a few words to me
But, when I'm around you there's no place I'd rather be
Every time we accidently meet eyes
My heart beat always begins to rise
I've seen the way you look at her
My vision has become such a blur
I'll bite my tongue and look away
Maybe you'll be mine another day
Your sister hugged me as I cried
I said I was fine but I had lied
I want to be the girl you adore
My heart is currently awfully sore
I found out the girl you adore doesn't feel the same
Why can't you see that I'm the one who will treat you right
My Beautiful FriendMy love for you will never die,My Beautiful Friend7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I loved hanging out with you,
like old times,
just in a new setting.
I loved when you looked at me,
it took everything in me not to kiss you.
This is so what I want,
for us to be able to hang out and be friends.
I loved it when we were just looking out at the city by the pool.
And when we hugged goodbye I so didn't want to let you go.
You still make me so happy,
you still make me feel so high,
what is it about you.
I feel I'm doing better,
just talking to you face to face has always had a good effect on me.
I always feel that way after spending time with you.
Thank you my Beautiful Friend.
The ShowGlossy, hard forest green seatsThe Show4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bolted to the cement ground in rows and columns.
Some are still empty
But most are filled with people grinning with anticipation
Drumming their fingers
Sending texts, making last-minute phone calls,
Talking to people beside them
Or simply just sitting in silence, emotions filling their heads
Waiting for the moment when it all begins to happen.
Returning to their seats with refreshments,
More people fill up the spaces
We climb the hard grey stairs up and up and up
Until you feel you can touch the nearest cloud
Farther up still until you find the place where you're supposed to be.
Not only the place that the slip of paper tells you
But the place that you feel you want to be,
need to be
and you are so, so glad to be there.
I hang the jacket over the back of my seat, and watch the sunset.
To the right of us, children scream in happiness,
And to the left of us, the sun is slowly setting, casting an orange glow on our faces
as we count down the minutes.
Viper's Fury - Chapter 1Viper's Fury - Chapter 15 years ago in Settings More Like This
U.S. Interstellar Marine Corps, Forward Operating Installation SMMC Micheal P. Barrett
Interstellar War I, Argo-Vela Constellation Combat Zone - "Op. Untamed Fury", Vibora Report
Interview with Capt. Jamie Pearson, Staff Sgt. Larry Jones, PO1-SWO Gordon Boudreaux
Reporter - Craig Freeman, CNN-BBC News Affiliate
Recorded Data Archives, 2095.11.10, Nova-VII
Three Naval Infantry soldiers, two Marines and a Navy SEAL, walked the United States Interstellar Marine Corps, FOI SMMC Michael P. Barrett Walk of Remembrance. I quietly followed their march around the barracks, through the fields and onto the shiny black deck where memorials were placed for Marines both missing- and killed-in-action during the First Interstellar War.
Around the base, groups of recruits were being run right into the ground by their drill instructors as they chanted cadences from the Marine Corps years' past. The drill instructors barked the cadence lines and recruits sung along.
"A-lo right, a-lo right la
My Perfect HeavenHeaven, to him, tasted like strawberries.My Perfect Heaven3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rows and rows of fresh, ripe, succulent strawberries. Not the big kinds with perfect heart faces, and seeds aligned in meticulous rows like soldiers, but the kind one finds while venturing through the forest. As red as love, as imperfect and perfect as the moon.
There would be clouds in his marmalade sky. His clouds would never carry rain, just marshmallow fluff. Sweetness that he could only imagine. He loved to imagine.
It would be a land all to himself.
But a land for the whole world.
People would come from near and far to cry. To cry into the vast ocean that would take their tears to a better place. Never to be seen again.
He could fly across that ocean.
He could just spread his arms, close his eyes...and he was there.
Strawberry fields forever.
The Deceitful TextbookThe Deceitful Textbook3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Deceitful Textbook
■ Grimoire ■ 27-? ■ Cleric?
Holding Hands -- GerIta"Germany~ Germany~ Will you hold my hand?"Holding Hands -- GerIta5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The man stared at the brunet next to him as if he had just uttered a declaration of World War III.
"Hold your hand?"
"Mmhmm! Just until we get home, please~?" Big brown eye stared up at him expectantly, a surge of fidgets seemingly overtaking the Italian. "Please, please, please, please, Germany?"
The pair stood outside one of the nicest Italian restaurants that could be found in Berlin (chosen on the Italian's request--he really could never get enough pasta), the sun setting on their Valentine's Day. Which, the German noted with a bit of relief, had been much more successful than the last Valentine's Day they had spent together; a day he had been desperately trying to forget for a year. The dinner had been blessedly uneventful, and even quite enjoyable. Once he got over the embarrassed paranoia that everyone's eyes had to be glued on the couple (really, he would have to admit that two men eating dinner alone on Valenti
A LetterDear -----,A Letter3 years ago in Letters More Like This
My name is LAS, and I'm a sophomore from Pennsylvania. Music is a huge part of my life, and for the past few years I've been in the NW Marching Band. It has around 90 members in it, all from the ages of 11 to 19. This year, one of our directors asked us to perform an absolutely amazing show. It was called "Haunted", and it told the story of a girl going through a haunted house. From January to the beginning of June we worked together to make the idea come alive. When band season officially started mid-July, we put our hearts and souls into something we knew was already in jeopardy.
The town where our school is located is quite small, with around 2000 people in its population. Thus, some community church members were quite disturbed by our show choice. They were concerned about us being influenced by evil spirits and the like. Our band directors assured them it was all for entertainment, much like a horror movie or a haunted house. Unfortunately these people could
GerItaSome days I just can't help it. My mind drifts off, even during training, getting lectured by my boss. It always wanders to the Italian. The happy, go-lucky Italian. He's useless, loves pasta, but I can't help but love it. It's practically impossible to live without him. His hapiness makes me happy. I've never admitted it, but I love him. Sure, we're only supposed to be allies, but I think there is something more. And sure, his brother, Romano, wouldn't agree, but hey, it's a choice I have to make. Feliciano... It's a breath of fresh air. He brings joy to even the most depressing day. Useless, useless Italy... Here, I sigh, wondering how I ever joined up with someone so sweet. He is my only friend, the only one who keeps me going on my worst day. I hate when I yell at him, leaving him even more scared than he probably is of me. Sometimes I wish to wrap my arms around him and hug him, but that's not in my character description. I really do have a softer side than you may see me as. NowGerIta4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
my wishi wanna be lovedmy wish5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i wanna be cared about
but instead i'm shoved
away and someone
everyone can live without