The Fall of Ariamis …Priscilla.The Fall of Ariamis2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I will keep you safe.
I will keep you company.
Do you remember all those years ago – when we first met? I remember it perfectly. I was so very close. So very, very close to my last shred of sanity snipping. And then I saw a peculiar little girl in white dress – you. Your left hand was occupied by a tattered doll. Your right was wet from wiping your tears. Your eyes began to water again, but I caught it for you that time. I still had a shred of humanity left, gnawing at my heart's strings to care for you, to pity, and to comfort. You were scared by my face, but I mustered a smile, and told you not to fear. You told me that you were lonely, that you were unloved.
And from that point on, I never left your side.
Do you remember all those years ago – when I saved your life? I remember it perfectly. The cursed fellow had threatened you, and I had intervened. You were bigger, but still, I needed to protect you. He chased you up the tower,
Quotes from serial killers"One side of me says 'wow that's an attractive chick, I'd like to talk to her, date her' the other side says I wonder what her head would look like on a stick." -Edmund KemperQuotes from serial killers8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"I just wanted to see how it felt to shoot Grandma." - Edmund Kemper
"The first good-looking girl I see tonight is going to die." - Edmund Kemper
"I remember there was actually a sexual thrill . . . you hear that little pop and pull their heads off and hold their heads up by the hair. Whipping their heads off, their body sitting there. That'd get me off." - Edmund Kemper
"I am not insane, I'm just queer."-Albert Fish
final words: "Kiss my ass!"-John Wayne Gacy
"You have not caught me yet and you are not likely to. I shall keep on at my work, for I love it, and I will send you something for a Christmas box."
- Jack The Ripper
"I'm not an alien maniac, nor yet a foreign tripper. I'm just your jolly, lively friend. Yours truly, Jack the Ripper." - Jack The Ripper
"We all go a little mad sometimes"- Norman Bates
Apple and CinnamonApple and Cinnamon2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Apple and Cinnamon
a Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica fanfiction
by Sakura Rurouni
For Rosenal's KyouMami contest
"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a young girl in possession of magical powers must be in want of a frilly outfit."
"Oh, bullshit, Mami-san. I know that reference and it does NOT say that."
"Well, it does now." I made no effort at all to conceal my grin as I lifted the frilly garment into sight. Tomoyo, eat your heart out.
She visibly blanched, moving backwards on instinct. "W-what is that... that... abomination?!"
"This," I replied, trying to emphasize how very generous I am being, "is your uniform for the evening. Take it. Embrace it. Wear it in expectation of two days in the future."
"You're taking advantage of my desperation!" She objected, coming closer now, wincing as she took in every frilly detail.
I shrugged. "Yes, and? Beggars cannot be choosers, Sakura-san."
"But whyyyyyyy?" She was doing her best to look tragic. Little did she know that
ODST Brotherhood prolugeWell...its been a year since reach....since i lost many friends and family,since i lost the love of my live,and...since i nearly lost my entire squad.But,i made a soul promise,i'd protect them with my life. I've had to many losses,but that ends this day.Heh listen to me rant i forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jack Christopher noeland.I'm and ODST (orbital drop sock trooper)i was a army soldier on reach....but thats past me now,i cant tell you the horrible memories i saw on that planet.Well anyways let me give you the rundown.Im a commander,and im with a unsc division thats always been known as the best of the best 1st disivion wolf pack.In second in command,and my right hand man,is my childhood friend,Dibs dubbo.He's austrailian,mean,and ready to kill the covenant,just the soldier i need for the second in command.He carries a pretty mean shotgun,its from when we where on reach,the special thing about it,is that it as tree barrels on it.He regrets what happened to us onODST Brotherhood proluge3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 1The feminine figure laid on her bed, examining the white walls of her quarters,seeing all the pictures that crest had drew for her.On these pictures where figures,two with black banged hair, one with white hair with silver streaks,and one with a red goatee,short hair,and a sinister hell-hound smile,like that of a hungry wolf stalking its prey,getting ready for the kill.Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 12 years ago in Settings More Like This
She turned on her back and looked at the white ceiling,sighing.She began to close her eyes as everything around her went silent and dark.
She awoke in a forest that seemed endless.The trees where all dead,gray,lowering down sometimes.She picked herself up and began to walk trying to find anyone in this dead forest.Suddenly a figure was seen,a small girl.She came close to her and reached out for her.
It was no female,it was a silhouette of a young girl.She wore a white dress,and held a stuffed bear.She began running.
The female however looked at her hand,and saw a JERICHO MK IV claw.She saw it, she was in the Shinagami a
The Significance of Tolling Bells and Tearseach toll of the bell signified another hour gone, wastedThe Significance of Tolling Bells and Tears2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
away, dashed from the pages of lifelost within its heady
sands b l o w i n g through the desert winds dampened only by
falling tearssplashes of salted water, nourishment for parched
throats stagnant with the aching illness of pain; overwhelming
sensory glands with acute thuds [pulsing throbs] against flaking
skin, cracking under the scorching sunbeaming rays catching
foolhardy thoughts established in heat-induced mania, time
slowly passing by while trudging steps searched for the way out of
the forestrefusing to admit the only way out was the same thing
that made tears fall, ever closer to the ground until eyes close,
fluttering shut with tired strokestears leaking for one last time;
desert sands, inescapable heat taking the life of yet another whose
bells have finally stopped tolling; another whose tears fall no more.
'Lucius' PewDiePie wake up in the morning songWake up in the morning not giving a single sh*t'Lucius' PewDiePie wake up in the morning song2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
got my panties and bengt, I'm out the door, I'm gonna hit this mansion,
Before I leave, kill Gene, cause I don't like his smoking
Cause' once I've tasted blood there's no going back
I got that telekinesis on the go, go
What'd you put in these scones, scones?
Head maids about to go, go
I'm sayin, forever more, more
Walking up to the pantry
I'm starting to get a bit, diz-zy
Don't stop, on the dot
deaths in every single spot
tonight, Imma slice
'Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the killings don't stop, no
Don't stop, now their shocked
And I've only just begun
Tonight, I see dad , and you know that must be bad
I'm the son of satin, hear your fright
Slip, smack, back will crack,
Icicles are gonna, fall
Ain't got a care in world, but I got plenty of weapons
Don't got no rules in my head, but I still get game overs
And now, the clues are lining up, cause Macguffin's here under orders
I got no sense anymore, because I work with
FreedomWhat is freedom?Freedom2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Freedom is being able to do whatever you want, without gaining any undesirable effects.
Freedom is a simple paradox, something impossible that we constantly seek. Is freedom that is constrained still freedom, or is it imprisonment?
If we live within a world with a free-market, although we could buy and sell whatever we want, those who make, who work for others have no freedom, they are forced to work tirelessly or face death, they are slaves of the rich, as what we would become. Whereas in a communist society, there is forced equality, you do not have the opportunity to rise above others or fall below others, you are stuck inside of a equilibrium. With laws, we can punish those who do wrong, but with laws comes the opportunity for injustice, without justice, there is no injustice. In a world without laws, we do not have the freedom of luxury, to relax inside of laws, as life would be a constant battle to survive, as it is now in lawless countries.
We are irrational cre
The Human SnowflakeWith winter comes the death for which its cold is known,The Human Snowflake10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But joining it are fragile beings of its own,
Containing each a pattern found it in alone.
Could such perfection ever on its own arise?
Or must the detailed harmony that each supplies
Be fashioned by a master craftsman in the skies?
But no such craftsman can be found within their storm,
For only simple laws to which its clouds conform
Are seen to cut the facets of their product's form.
In place of architect is found this sightless force
That every peerless pattern follows in its course,
With nothing but the laws of nature as their source.
And what of this complexity? Is not it found
That chaos cannot generate a form so sound?
And in the squall where ragged wind and cloud abound,
Is not the ruling power one of anarchy?
Would not a perfect product of such forces be
In violation to the law of entropy?
Within the tempest's hidden world of physic laws,
An order that exists in freezes and in thaws
Is sacrificed to cause what
The Tigress Strikes BackConstable Neyla has been recuperating in the mountains of China for four years ever since she crawled from the Clockwerk wreckage. Her longtime friend Mai Ling had rescued her from the wreck and brought her back to her Chinese sanctuary nursing her back to health. In that time she also trained Neyla to strengthen her body and mind; to help her heal past wounds and perhaps forget her treacherous past to start anew.The Tigress Strikes Back4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
So the time had come for Neyla to leave the home she and Mai shared when she was fully healed. Mai watched as she left. She was happy to see Neyla fully healthy and have some peace of mind. But something nagged at her; feeling like Neyla had not fully forgotten her past. Particularly; the past that involved two particular characters she double crossed.
“You really ready to go?” Mai asked.
“Yes.” Neyla responded turning to face Mai as she walked. “I need to reintegrate back into society. I’d like to thank you for all you did for me.”
The Warriors of OdinBorn on the mountains of the northThe Warriors of Odin2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Those covered by the frozen water
The chiling winds of winter embraced us
Its cold arms hugged our frail bodies
Before our mothers
Gave us the warmth we wanted
Before birth our fate had been decided
To become warriors of Odin the Almighty
And with our birth
The first step to become His best
Had been taken
Our childhood nothing but farming
No rest, no complaining, little food as reward
Our games and plays teaching us
The Art of War
Our struggle of survival
During the times of the merciless cold
Just another test
Of our worth
Harden our bodies and minds
For the future
As warriors of Odin the Almighty
Adults we're now
The few who survived
The harsh childhood
Slipped through the fingers
of the cold death
Grown to the finest
Among Odin's creations
Our bodies and spirits
Ready to prove to the Almighty
Our loyalty and courage
Ready to join His side
Our swords, shields, helmets and axes
Loaded onboard our ships
The Sea Dragons
Ready for t
ThinkThinkThink7 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Jesus loves children,
so your Book will tell.
But if they dont know God
Theyll still go to Hell.
You shout in your zeal,
Thou shalt not kill.
And yet your kind God
slays more than we will.
A faith that condemns
the simplest act:
Eating from a tree
the Fruit of Fact,
run by a tyrant
calling for the death
of all those without
His name on their breath,
did not sit with me.
In fact, as I thought,
I slowly became
more and more distraught.
How could this Shepherd
send all of his sheep
and not even weep?
I quit believing
in a faith of gore.
I decided to
be Christian no more.
So when someone says,
I will pray for you.
I smile and answer,
And Ill think for two.
cinderella died yesterday"burn your tiaras,cinderella died yesterday2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bury your fairy godmother.
it's time for you to grow up now, you're
no peter pan.
forget never never land.
stars are just burning balls of gas that are
slowly running out of time- they can't
hear your wishes.
cast aside your dr. seuss books like you will
later cast aside your bibles.
after all, a fairy tale is a fairytale is a fairytale.
life will teach you that.
grace, you were born into a role
only a very strong girl can play.
see, society will hate you for being
what they don't want to believe.
surrender your throne, your castle is under siege.
stop being fascinated with the sky,
you'll never go there.
keep your feet on the ground, and steady yourself
before you help another.
your brain is more logical than your heart,
therefore take your instructions from it.
promises can be broken as easily as can be made.
do not rely on something as weak as miracles and love-
and if you only have one piece of armor,
defend your back from the people you trust the most.
In The Mind of a Serial Killer Some would call me crazy. How could that be?Those people had it coming! Why? Because of how the looked at me!In The Mind of a Serial Killer6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The first one was a mistake, yes. Yes, a mistake. She looked at me like I was some, some animal! So, I pushed her. And down she descended, down the stairs of an empty hall.
But, something happened! I got a feeling, one that had been missing most my life. Bliss, that I could control someone else's life in my very own hands! Watch the fire go out of their eyes! Oh, and how much joy their screams have brought me! Ha! They all deserved it!
How could you call me a monster? If anything, I am an angel!
Art is what it is. All the ways I have killed. Drowning, cutting their hearts out while it still beats, cutting off their fingers as they scream. The last two are my favorite.
Best of all is the fame! E
I guaranteeIf my life was a movieI guarantee1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
oh if dreams came true
could I be the leading lady
so in love with you
I would tell you my secrets
wouldn't have to be afraid
despite all, you would love me
despite all, you would stay
I know I don't know you
you might not exist
I'll believe you are real
would I ever get kissed
Right now you're fantasy
Just a dream to me
But I'll recognise you when I meet you
that I'll guarantee
Marines HymnFrom the Halls of Montezuma,Marines Hymn3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the shores of Tripoli;
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land, and sea;
First to fight for right and freedom
And to keep our honor clean;
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.
Our flag's unfurled to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun;
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun;
In the snow of far-off Northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes;
You will find us always on the job
The United States Marines.
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve;
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes;
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.
WriterI am a scientist;Writer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pinning down ideas
preserving them in
their fragile beauty
as I take away their freedom,
I am a parasite;
sucking the soul out
of music and leaving it
a hollow shell
that plays like
the noisy silence in
I am a thief;
taking what is not mine,
the world around me,
and pouring it into
a mould that
I claim is
I am a blasphemer;
playing God in a
sacred place, changing
the world to my
liking when the orchestra
is not under my
I am a liar;
selling false havens
to lonely runaways,
giving them a glimpse
of a world more glamorous,
more fantastic than their own,
smiling as I snatch it
from under their noses
while they thank me
for my crime.
I am a slave;
hanging in a
with the language I choose,
caving to its rules
when I draw in
smears of its
I am a writer
these are my vices.
Serial KillerHandling knives with utmost care,Serial Killer3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The smell of death lingering in the air,
Blood splattered on everything I wear.
Motive or disease;
A quick kill just doesn't please.
The loud tortured screams,
Tears flowing in streams.
I cause quite a scare,
Limbs of my victims strewn here and there.
They scream that I'm going to Hell,
But oh, very well.
It's better than this society that fell.
I always get away,
In this game that I play,
I love to kill every night and day.
And I will not cry
Over the day I will die,
Because death and I aren't very shy.
I'll kill to my demise,
And I will say no goodbyes,
For it's in the ground where all my friends lie.
Daydream nationSometimes we all want to be differentDaydream nation5 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
want to be something more
be smarter, sexier or bolder
than we ever were before
I know I've made my mistakes
I've hurt you, broke your heart
I thought we shouldn't be together
turns out we can't be apart
This is our daydream nation
minds full of frustration
a world filled with temptation
and a simple conversation
that started this sensation
this is my daydream nation
You have kept me guessing
wondering who you are
convincing me this is it
your wish upon that star
But I'm not here to save you
some perfect little thing
I'm the lead in my own life
and not your supporting
This is our daydream nation
minds full of frustration
a world filled with temptation
and a simple conversation
that started this sensation
this is my daydream nation
They say nothing matters
that the world is soon to end
But things to need to last forever
to be the perfect way to spend
This daydream nation
minds some frustration
a world filled with temptation
that simple conversation
100 thing Better then twilight100 things to do besides reading Twilight:100 thing Better then twilight6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shoot yourself in the foot.
Go to the bathroom.
Take a nice relaxing bath.
Fight a rattle snake.
Swim in the bated water with thirty hungry sharks swimming around you.
Jab a pen in my eye.
Jump off a cliff.
Burn my house down.
Cut off my toes.
Jump into a tank of man eating fish.
Do my math homework.
Shoot my self in the knee.
Read baby books.
Get run over.
Buy some ice cream.
Eat the ice cream.
Talk to a friend on the phone until you're kicked off.
Publish my diary.
Sell my dog.
Shoot my dog.
Walk over burning hot embers.
Set my house on fire and start hitting on the firemen.
Drink so much pop that I explode.
Eat myself poor...and then pop because I am so fat.
Find a cure for cancer even if I have to live on a romate island.
Become a hobo.
Or maybe even a homo.
Tape myself to the wall and wonder how to get down.
Live on top of Meijer.
Get myself banned from all the Walmarts world wide. (What to do, what
~Until the Day I Die~ A Britain x Reader One Shot~Until the Day I Die~ A Britain x Reader One Shot1 year ago in Drama More Like This
"I'm sorry, Miss (l/n). The results came back, and it's positive. We weren't able to catch it soon enough, but we'd be more than happy to make you comfortable if you'd like to check in."
You looked at your fingers solemnly, tears welling in your eyes, "No, I'd rather not be confined to a bed."
"I understand, but you know that we can prolong the time if you'd stay here."
"I do, but it's not really my last days unless I'm spending it how I want to.."
The doctor's eyes softened as he glanced over at you again. "You're right, (f/n). I hope you make them the best they can be." He turned to go out of the door. "I'm estimating a week from today, however I could be wrong. I'm truly sorry," he said as he passed through the doorway.You clutched the paper in your hands, eyes glued to the ugly words written in bold. POSITIVE. It was only a few weeks ago that everything was normal and now, all of a sudden, you were dying from cancer. With not e
Mystery of the Sholve 1The entire family surrounded the hospital bed as the old womans life slowly began to fade.Mystery of the Sholve 15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A young girl tugged at her fathers sleeve. But daddy, what if something bad happens?
The father leaned down to comfort his daughter. Dont you worry sweetie. Grandmas lived a good life, nothing bad will happen.
But daddy, teacher said that sholves are random and that they have nothing to do with
The father gripped the girl by her shoulders. Now you listen. Those hot-shot intellectual types are putting lies in your head. I have no doubt in my mind that Grandmas sholve will be beautiful and pure, just as she was in life.
Shes going! said the girls uncle.
The father and daughter pair turned their attention back to the hospital bed, where the old womans eyes slowly closed and her heart rate flatlined. There was a moment of silence where some bowed their heads while others looke
Freedom.Freedom.4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why are you taken for granted?
Why are you abused so brutally?
For who's pleasure does it serve?
When Ol' Glory is burned?
How can we stand to see it?
To watch as they continually try knocking-
-our freedom down.
But to their surprise freedom still flies.
4th of July:
People drink and party all night.
They lose themselves for a sense of pleasure.
They laugh like idiots because-
-they are so independent.
But who would laugh?
When thinking about those men?
The ones who paid the price on the battlefield.
No, they fought for freedom.
Not for themselves but for us.
The generations to come.
They grabbed their guns.
Took the bullets to the chest,
To the heart.
For the future of our country.
And with God's help,
With Him guiding them,
They won the battle.
We were no longer under another's control.
We were free.
Bomb our buildings
Highjack our planes,
and kill our people.
'I did it for Allah!'
I stand alone but I am proud of himFan: Was it tough being a military family? Do you and your dad have a close relationship?I stand alone but I am proud of him2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Well, every family has there ups and downs I guess. My dad was in the Coast Guard and I remember when I was really little, I asked my sister why our dad kept leaving for so long. My older sister 'hated' my dad's job. I mean, loathed it. She would always complain about it, since he was never there for her cheer leading or to take her to school or just to be a 'dad' and I remember her telling me he kept leaving cause he loved his job more then us.
I remember asking my mom why my dad kept leaving and she just ruffle my hair and tell me it was his job and it was what he loved. A passion and we just had to stay here and wait for him to come home. But I also remember her blaming his job on everything, having to raise two kids on her own, working all the time, trying to manage with our school, our after school actives and etc all on her own.
I truly believe, as sad as it is, that I am the only one in my