608.736998608.7369984 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For 608.736998 days i've looked out of a sheet of glass at dust particles falling down like liquid crystal.
For 608.736998 days i've looked out of a sheet of glass at liquid light, falling down onto a world of dust and making the air clean to breath.
For 608.736998 days i've looked out of a sheet of glass, and stand from my seat.
I walk to the door way and exit the threshold, moving through an arch of cobwebs and bone shards onto a splintered porch.
For 608.736998 days i've walked up this porch to my home seeing buttercups.
For 608.736998 days i've looked out to this porch and stand where the golden light slips into deep shades of red and orange.
For 608.736998 i've seen the most beautiful sunsets....
and every day for 608.736998 they've reminded me of you.
Pain fadesIf i could go backPain fades4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and take away all the times i've hurt you.
would you want me to?
People without pain think they're invincible, nothing can hurt them.
Then they find out they're wrong.
but i've done it,
we've been through it,
and we're still here.
And i am invincible.
that's how you make me feel.
Pain makes it real, but pain fades.
Love doesn't stop.
patienceThere comes a pointpatience3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you say
you have to.
Snow, Coacoa, and graveyards I will have only one reason to get out of bed today,Snow, Coacoa, and graveyards3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and it will be to make you happy.
because at the end of the shittiest day,
you still seem to make it better.
i wish everyone had a friend like you.
OW - A Professor Reacts to the MurdersThe students hadn’t been the only ones disturbed by the string of murders that had recently plagued Otherworlde.OW - A Professor Reacts to the Murders3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It didn’t take long for whispers and rumors to fill the halls and classrooms—not with the obvious worry on students’ faces, or the anxiety and tension that was heavy in the air. Some students hid (for their own safety against other students*, as well as from the murderer), some thrusted themselves into the heart of the action, and then there were many others that were simply baffled and bewildered by the lack of interference by the teachers of the academy.
It was after the first murder that Professor Razik learned the source of this newly-developed unease. Quietly-spoken words echoed alongside the halls near his class and caught his attention. There were statements of a kelpie girl getting murdered and rather dark humorous accompanying ponderings of if the general education teacher would be next. At first he thought it was a joke. He thought that it w
Friendship is dumping a glass of water on yourself*goes to drink water*Friendship is dumping a glass of water on yourself3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
*POORS ALL OVER SELF*
hold on a sec
im goign to change my shirt
*drinks most of water*
*dumps rest on self*
oh my god i lov eyou
so much XD
Living 50/50"I'm going to say something and you're not going to like it."Living 50/502 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Alright, go ahead."
"Well I'd like you to wear something feminine, when you accept your award in Washington D.C."
"Well, I just do."
"I think that when you see a picture of you, all womanly and dressed nicely, years from now you'll look back and be glad you were dressed that way,"
" and I don't expect you to actually listen to any of this, but I just wanted you to know. I think you should wear something that shows off your figure, not something straight from your father's closet."
...those come from my closet...
"Are.....I'm sorry how I dress bothers you...."
"Oh no no! I love how you dress! I've always loved it and all your life you've set trends and it's always so cool to see what you wear in the morning. I wish I had your fashion sense!"
....but you just said....
"It's just that you look so nice, you have a great figure, great arms, you're just gorgeous, a
THE COOKIE. (JackxCookiexWren)**Jack and Wren are about to go into an intense thumb wrestle... but it blossoms into something much more than that. <3***THE COOKIE. (JackxCookiexWren)3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Jack: *He quickly took out a marker and drew a smiley face on his thumb and wiggled it around in her face* lets do this! *grabs her hand*
Wren: *Her elbow jerks as her thumb twitches against Jack's, her tongue sticking out in determination. Suddenly, her eyes flash to Lorelei. In her mind, she thinks to herself, 'bitch had candy but didn't share.' However, being the polite demon hybrid she was, she whispered,* Woman had candy but didn't share.
Jack: *His happy looking thumb pounces at the other with a gratuitous amount of force, and it wiggled and spazzed all over the place*
Wren: *Her face twisted into a look of sheer might, realizing the man had her beat. Wren glanced at the cieling, whistling innocently, and stuck her index finger out to trap Jack's thumb* I WIN.
Jack: *If his thumb could scream, it probably would be from
Let it Be,autifuli.Let it Be,autiful4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Perfect moments are
No moment is
this ain't a movie.I stare through the window atthis ain't a movie.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
weak tree branches
being whipped by rain and
trying to 'understand' the
dying takes practice.after a while you get used to the panic every night where you quietly rush to lock the doorknob you can't see and then, like a sigh of relief, hyperventilate collapsing and shaking on the bed. you wish you had a blanket or something on top of you, but you know it'd still be cold if you did.dying takes practice.4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
you lay there and fade til you don't feel anymore.
you get used to waking up in the middle of the night with nothing in your chest and tears in your eyes - the ones you were wishing for earlier, just so you could at least feel something leak out. you don't even pretend to wonder why they're there. you don't pretend to act surprised. you wipe them off with a hand and draw your knees up to your chest.
eventually you'll fall asleep.
you get used to that moment in the morning five minutes after waking when you remember exactly what you'd fallen asleep to forget. at that point you just bite your lip and whimper a little before sacrificing your feet to the floor.
you wish the day wasn't going to be so lon
Otherworlde Host Club: Lemonade and KissesMEETING ONE OF THE OTHERWORLDE ACADEMY HOST CLUB.Otherworlde Host Club: Lemonade and Kisses3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Roxy: *she leaned back in her seat and smirked at the people in front of her* Welcome, *her voice was as smooth as honey and low and throaty* To the first Meeting of the Otherworlde Academy Host Club~ *the smile slipped from her face and her voice hit cold and hard once again* That is how we are expected to greet customers. That is the first lesson to being a Host.
Wren: *She blinked at Roxy, staring for a moment, before she burst out laughing at her voice. She was expected to talk like that? Wren wiped her eyes on the end of her scarf, her laughs finally subsiding. She cleared her throat and straightened her back; she recalled how people acted in her books, when they wanted to appear attractive. Wren took a deep breath, and then batted her eyelashes, looking up at her other members with fake bashfulness.* Welcome to the Otherworlde Academy Host Club~ *She said, her voice small and sweet, yet laced with provocativeness
pineneedle skini wish you were herepineneedle skin4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to graze my
pineneedle skin, to hear my
breaths like quiet breezes through
leaves, each calling your name
to watch me with faithful eyes -
mumbling, fumbling -
as i nervously pick the
bark from a tree
You know what I mean?
'Cause I'm not even sure I do.
you'd probably smile that smile that
says i'm ridiculous, and
tell me that i always
think too much
i'd stop and feel the sweat
evaporating from my neck,
as cirrus drifted overhead,
minding their own business
and i'd listen the morningbirds that
don't need words to sing, and
Yeah, you're probably right.
Ink Stain BruisesI don't hold a pen theInk Stain Bruises4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
way you're supposed to.
I write like a little
to scratch my sick words out
as my hand drags itself
across the page.
And I can't
tell you how much the
on my knuckles look like
from beating myself
And I can't
stand to see me
Electromagnetics and ...Electromagnetics and Other Strong ForcesElectromagnetics and ...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we sit here and
your eyes drift off to
funny walks with
funny hats and
interesting tidbits of lives. i
wait there and stare with no
like deep, warm rivers pulling me closer. your
daydream comes back
down to me and
i notice my cheeks are
tight the little mouth corners
r e a c h i n g
for my ears. [it's
not their fault, they just
do what they're told,
like electromagnetism and love] but you
give me an eyebrow:
you laugh nervously. i
look away and
blood flushes skin but my
don't even try to hide teeth, because--
you just make me smile."
Decembersville Ch. 42Chapter 42 Clocks and VulturesDecembersville Ch. 425 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Campara was adjusting her eye shades (that a certain someone with a metal tongue gave her) in the plaza of the carnival when she heard a familiar, anxious voice call out a few feet behind her. She made a deep sigh of both annoyance and wonder when she turned around to see Tin squeeze and slip through masses of freaks, great anxiety plastered all over his face. He slid on the cobblestone ground to where the mistress stood and he put his hand on her shoulder to support himself while he panted harshly out of exhaustion. "W-w-wait for me, will you please!?" She put on an irritated frown and crossed her arms when he crouched down to put his hands on his knees, still breathing strongly. For about forty minutes he has been chasing and falling behind her as she went off to check new things like an excited tourist. "G-goodness gracious, don't be so quick to lose me!"
Still moping sarcastically, Cam
Oneironautin the dream i was happy.Oneironaut4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dancing in the
the drumbeat of my
warming my face,
as i turned. my
shut tight - laughingly,
knowing that [ nothing
i see will
even come close to
not a god, but
god-like, as time
folded itself into
corner of my fragile skull. silence
bursting from my lungs,
i am lost.
i am there.
i am beautiful.
faster than i can think, past
any event horizon, past
even my fingertips:
for nothing, but
the grass reaching for
me as i--
Hiems RP WorkshopOkay, so the first thing I'm going to go over is mostly mechanics of an RP post. Basically, I'm going to put up a post and dissect it for you to show how formatting works. 8DHiems RP Workshop3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
(SAMPLE POST - DON'T REPLY TO IT) Drake- *he had put out a memo that the strange green substance building up on the pool floors needed to be cleaned up, but it seems like Vlemmy is on vacation again, so he finally gives up and decides to do it himself* *as he approaches the entrance to the pool room, he notices the strange slimy material has leaked past the doors and makes a face* Oh, yeah, this is wonderful… *he drops the mop and bucket of soapy water he'd brought with him, deciding he needs to talk to the other hosts about how obnoxiously absent Vlem always is*
The first thing to notice is that the character's name is bolded at the beginning - this makes it easy to distinguish who's post it is, as well as is much more aesthetically pleasing. It sets
Decembersville Ch. 36 Chapter 36 Firework turbulence on a flying pianoDecembersville Ch. 366 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
An hour has passed since their previous rest stop and then the posses piano vehicle finally came to a stop. Sophia and Zero were terribly refreshed and happy to see light again after being stored down in the compartment for a long while. This doesnt look like an Eccentric Avenue tme, dude, Mellon commented, staring ahead at the grandly grimy swamp ahead of them. Actually, Im not even too sure we should even BE here.
Darkchovi hopped off the vehicle and told everyone to get off of it and steer clear, allowing Butler to once again switch some gizmos around in the back of the strange rickshaw. It was an amazing sight, what everyone just saw. A tremendous balloon spewed out from the center of the car and inflated automatically, not changing the spacious seating within the vehicle but certainly makin
Decembersville Ch. 34Chapter 34 Humans through their eyesDecembersville Ch. 346 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Tremendously loud thunder shook the two-story restaurant yet Mellons laughing could still be heard from outside. Not only his, but Darkchovis as well. Sophia and Zero were sitting down at the bar table and Count Merry stood up in between them, looking at Darkchovi with a deadpan expression, mostly on the side of irritation.
Dude, come on, the bartender said, serving Zero and Sophia mugs of hot chocolate followed by Butler shyly serving up some whipped cream and a straw for the ax-handed freak. Youre telling me that Dolls chased you into the underground railroad and you came in contact with a ghost train? Dont make me laugh, pixies. Im too old for scary stories.
It tried to kill us! Sophia could not hold back her annoyance and anger. We could have DIED, stupid! Zer
Decembersville Ch. 33Chapter 33 Abandoned subway murder attemptDecembersville Ch. 336 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
It was dastardly dark down in the abandoned subway station. The Dolls, soaking wet due to the storm up on the surface, scanned with their candle-lit rifles down the cold, must station. There was but a silent platform and the abandoned train itself, webby, rusty, and untouched. "Impossible," one of the officers muttered. One minute they are chasing their victims down a stormy lane, and the next they disappear into the underground subway. Their lord was not going to be pleased knowing that, but that didn't stop the Dolls from leaving.
"Are they gone?" Sophia's voice whispered shiveringly in the darkness of a rickety train cabin. Count Merry shushed her and gloomily walked over to the sliding doors of the cabin, poking his head out and carefully seeing down the long, abandoned hall. He let out a loud sigh and turned back around, gesturing Sophia and Zero to come off the dusty floo
Danielle is 5 Years OldDanielle is 5 Years Old5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
George Orwell does not exist. He was not born in India. His father was not a drug dealer. Now who really existed was this dude named Eric Arthur Blair. He was born in Bengal, India on June 25, 1903. His father grew opium or something. I don't know. He wrote a lot of books, because he was a nerrrrrrd. His notable works were Animal Farm, a book about bestiality and 1984, which was completely inaccurate. Orwell was actually his pen name, cause he was too embarrassed by his drug dealing father to use his real name. He died cause he got tuberculosis, which kinda sucks cause I guess his books must have been really good or something. He had a pretty sweet moustache, and he kinda looked like Walt Disney, but Andrew doesn't think so. Andrew thinks he looks like Sean Penn. Ellice and I think that Andrew is pretty stupid for thinking that. Yahoo sucks. Andrew is really, really dumb for liking it. Google pwns it in the ass. Andrew also likes Zunes, and those are gay. Actually, everything that Andr
Decembersville Ch. 39Decembersville Ch. 396 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 39 A human and a vampire in a cemetary of longing
Andante was so terribly lonely, playing his organ keys with such melancholy seclusion and allowing his frowning pipes to cry their brooding rhythm. In the darkness he played his music, facing the series of tall glass windows on the other side of the grand orchestra room and awaiting his master to break in. He waited and waited. He waited for a terribly long time. Ever since the human arrived, he has not been able to spend time with Count Merry-Go-Round but for only a few hours. Before, he never left his home; they would do nothing but speak to one another. The vampire would play on his piano keys and cry for his loved one. Her. She, that person whose loss broke his heart. She, whose existence once made Andante want to rip her apart.
The organ head began to grow smoky red pupils and small sharp teeth, grimacing as a growl began to rise. Then he slammed every key o
Decembersville Ch. 25 Chapter 25 Rescue along Jigsaw RidgeDecembersville Ch. 256 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Faster! Faster! They are shooting at us!
Keep your head down and just hang on tighter! Bella Morte yelled back Sophia as they sped through the ever-increasing blizzard on the motorcycle. And quit your slipping! If you fall, Im not turning around for you!
The Dolls shot at their targets from behind, swerving to and fro in their black cycles and surfing through the empty, frosted lane. Bella Morte was in much frustration during the threatening chase. She could barely see a thing for the snow stung into her eyes due to the immense speed and the tires were slipping on the icy road. Sophias eyes were shut tight, squeezing Bella Morte from behind and praying quickly and privately as bullets zoomed past them. There was a loud BUMP! Then another! Sophia was screaming and she felt the tremendous force of