DunkelheitIm dunkelsten Gemäuer verstecktDunkelheit5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Liegt mein pochend rotes Herz
Des Krieges Schreie hat es verdreckt
Geblieben ist mir nur der Schmerz
Drum lebe ich im Dunkeln
Wie des Abgrunds Tiefe
Bleibt verborgen mir des Lichtes Funkeln
So als wenn Gott bereits schliefe
Engel bespucken meinen Körper
Lachen, machen mich verrückt
Fest eingesperrt im eigenen Kerker
Einsamkeit die mich hier bedrückt
Der Glaube ist hier vergangen
Habe ihn im Dunkeln verloren
Bin in mir selbst gefangen
Schließlich hinab zur Hölle geboren
by T.j Kitsuné
Traum von Angst.Traum von Angst.Traum von Angst.6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Durch die Leere des Gebäudes,
das es aber gar nicht gibt,
irrt das wunderschöne Mädchen,
das mich über alles liebt.
Weinend stürzt sie durch die Zimmer,
sucht nach mir auf jedem Gang,
klopft an jede aller Türen,
schon das ganze Leben lang.
Langsam kommt sie zu dem Glauben,
daß sie den nicht finden wird,
den sie sucht, solange dieser
zeitgleich nach ihr selber irrt.
Also setzt sie sich und wartet,
und das Warten fällt ihr schwer,
denn sie wartet auf die Hoffnung.
Doch die Hoffnung kommt nicht mehr.
Und dann weint sie ihre Tränen
auf den Boden des Salons
und stürzt sich in ihr Verderben
von der Brüstung des Balkons.
Denn sie sah die Zeit verstreichen,
während die Geduld verstrich,
als sie saß und wartete
der daneben saß, bin ich.
Wartete auf jenes Mädchen,
das mich über alles liebt,
in der Leere des Gebäudes,
das es aber gar nicht gibt.
OooRPGOooRPG5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
-----Creating a Character-----
Creating your character is a simple process.
First, choose your race. You may want to make up what your character looks like, after all, the inhabitants of Ooo are all extremely different.
Secondly, roll for your stats. A player will roll 2d6 for every skill, taking the higher of the two resulting numbers as the total for that skill.
The absolute minimum a skill can be (Including modifiers) is 1, while the highest a skill can be is 20. Equipment Modifiers can push as skill past 20 and up to 30.
With every level, a player gains two skill points they can add to any skill of choice.
Third, apply the stat modifiers to your resulting statline.
Vitality (VIT) : Determines how many life points you have. One point in VIT equals one hitpoint.
Toughness (TGH) : Determines how strong your character is, how hard they can hit, and how much
Bewildered Little MushroomOne afternoon, Plum, a tiny girl no bigger than an walnut skipped down the monochrome violet purple path down to the Fungi Woods and gather the tickle-me-pink colored sweet mushrooms, "Sweet-N-Shrooms".Bewildered Little Mushroom4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The time estimated for her reaching the entrance to Fungi Woods was no less than ten minutes as she became close to her destination. The woods felt devoid of life; the dead silence was broken only by occasional animal noise in the day, and owls' calls when night fell. Plum did not mind the woods being quiet as a mouse since she appreciates the solitude life. She strolled down in the woods and what appeared in front of her was the light blue pigmented toadstools known as "Shroompolines" appeared in front of her like they performed magic act to appear without one knowing. The Shroompolines are the special and rare mushrooms that enable anybody else smaller than them to bounce on them like a trampoline.
Plum decided to save room for gathering the Sweet-N-Shrooms on hold after her dynamism
UntitledNäht ihr ihren Mund zuUntitled9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
zick zack, zick zack
Endlich hat man vor ihr Ruh
Nie mehr solch ein Schabernack.
Tackert ihr die Augen dicht
klick klack, klick klack
Ihre Tränen sieht man nicht.
Auf ihren Wangen nie mehr Salzgeschmack.
Schneidet ihr die Finger ab
schnipp schnapp, schnipp schnapp
Hinein mit ihr ins Massengrab
Seele tropft ihr aus den Fingern, ach wie schlapp.
How a to End a Legend"Why did you keep me alive?"How a to End a Legend2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Why did the Sisters keep you alive?"
Hiccup might have laughed at Thor batting his question with another question, but Norse still sounded so odd to him; like a familiar, well-worn pair of shoes that had been lost for too many years. His heart took solace in the language as his mind sought the answer.
The god’s hand upon his shoulder was a comfort for once, rather than an annoyance. Everything felt better now that he was dead—easier. And yet… he still had so many questions.
"Think, Hiccup," Thor urged at his pause. "Why did they not kill you upon first stepping foot in their gallery?"
And so Hiccup thought. It certainly wasn’t because he was handsome or charming. He was awkward, fifteen, a mess. The Sisters had always treated Hiccup like the Fool. Like their property.
His hand involuntarily went to his neck. He was their property. Mayhap even in death.<
Astrid's StoryHe left.Astrid's Story3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Astrid Hofferson was in a bad place when she last saw Hiccup, if we can remember. It was bad enough she lost the attention of her peers and village, but she lost her place as the Most Valuable Trainee. By this point in the story, Astrid was driven into such anger and such suspicion that she had knocked down Hiccup, stepped on him, and hit him with the butt of her axe.
She’d be lying if she said that didn’t relieve a little bit of her stress.
So, yes, Astrid was not in a very stable condition when she last saw Hiccup, and that stability took a further turn by the reaction of the village to her revelation of Hiccup's secret. She told them, plainly, that Hiccup was harboring a Night Fury, catering to it like a dear pet. They laughed at her.
Bear in mind, Astrid was proven right. Hiccup was up to no good. Not only did he cheat to defeat all those dragons, but he was also consorting with their generation-old enemy. He was riding on the back of
...and you threw that thing out into the sea!Hiccup lay in bed and listened to the even pattern of his dragon breathing, his gaze fixed on the ceiling as he waited for sleep. His eyes shifted to the weathered dragon doll hung over his headboard....and you threw that thing out into the sea!3 years ago in Drama More Like This
His father's words of earlier echoed in his mind in a haunting reverberation.
"One day we were out fishing and you threw that thing out into the sea!"
Hiccup remembered that day. He did. He remembered sitting beside his father, remembered the sunless, grey sky, he remembered how the wood of the fishing pole chafed against his palms.
He almost told him just then, just after his father brought it up. Hiccup almost told his father the truth because they had been so open with each other as of late. Hiccup had held the little dragon in his hands, scouring his mind for the gentlest words needed, but when he oppened his mouth all he said was, "How did you find it?" and the moment had passed.
Hiccup blinked away the memory o
Warmth - drabble“Stormfly, still,” Astrid commanded. The Nadder’s fidgeting barely halted but her rider still managed to get one of the three saddle straps undone.Warmth - drabble2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Hey,” Astrid called out as she worked. “Let’s check out the Ice Gorges next time. I hear there are some edible wild berries in those parts. We’ve pretty much exhausted all of Berk’s by now…”
She kept her focus on maneuvering around the next set of buckles, even as Hiccup’s voice rose to respond from the other side of his dragon.
“I thought you said it was too close to Villainy?”
Astrid’s shrugged. ”Eh, I wasn’t sure you could keep up before. I think we can give it a go next time we’re in the area.”
There was a pause and then, slow and uncertain, Hiccup repeated her words.
“You weren’t sure I could keep up?”
Astrid bit her lip to keep from smiling. His voice always dipped in
Building a Consensus, UpdatedYeoman Kelly Chambers stood idly at her station up on the main deck of the Normandy, located next to the galaxy map, considering things. Her bare arms crossed one another out of habit, and a slender finger touched at her lower lip.Building a Consensus, Updated5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Commander Shepard wasn't present on the deck. Amidst the beeps of technicians typing at their stations, Kelly had the wry idea that he was down in Engineering spending time with a certain Quarian.
I'm glad they got together, they're both such wonderful people, She thought to herself glancing over at his Console. They're so cute.
Her thoughts at that moment turned to the ships newest... "Crew Member", and what was to be done in regards to it.
I mean... I trust Shepard, he knows exactly what he's doing... but a Geth? Activating a Geth on the ship?
Kelly had examined the psychology of all the Crew carefully. Jack, Grunt and Zaeed had made her uneasy with their presence, but she could understand them a to a certain degree.
Her Haunted Mansion Chapter 3"Minnie hey, my Minnie. Time to get up."Her Haunted Mansion Chapter 34 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Her eyelashes fluttered, as she was called that tender name once more. How long had she been out? She yawned, meaning to push her pillow aside, but as she moved her hands, she wasn't touching any pillow, but some firm legs. She froze in place, remembering everything that happened, and just where she had fallen asleep. In an instant, she was sitting up, her face blushing deeply, flustered by just how unladylike she had been. "I-I'm sorry! I, uh, ah, I didn't, oh my, mean "
His chuckle put her at ease, and as he stood, he took her hand, so she would stand as well. "We're home, my Minnie. Let's go." The door to the carriage opened on its own, and she followed him outside, where the moon hung daintily in the sky. "Welcome to my mansion."
Her breath stopped as she looked upon the massive building, so tall that it seemed to reach into the heavens. It was beautiful, with endless windows and rooms, grotesque gargoyles perched every
Her Haunted Mansion Chapter 2Minnie's sleep was slowly disturbed, as she felt the continuous nuzzle of a small beak to her tiny ear. The weakness of her body tried to keep her to stay, but her energetic mind resisted, forcing her eyes open. A small yawn escaped her, and as she began to sit up in bed, the bird that had awoken her flew from her bedside, now taking up space on the window sill. She rubbed the last of sleep out of her eyes, before looking at her little pet of a friend. "Oh you remembered!"Her Haunted Mansion Chapter 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The raven nodded, with a small coo rumbling in his throat. His red eyes kept a steady gaze upon her, waiting patiently for her to crawl out of bed. Minnie held up a finger to her lips, trying to make sure he would be quieter. "Shhh we can't wake up Father and Mother. They would raise a fit." She managed to get out from under her heavy sheets, and began to tip-toe to the windows. "But you woke me up when it arrived, just like I asked thank you so much." She then looked out of the window to see 'it'.
Cause And Effect - Chapter 5Later That NightCause And Effect - Chapter 55 years ago in Settings More Like This
Katie noticed John's drinking that night wasn't as liberal as the night before, and as it picked up he seemed to grow quieter, only speaking and moving when he finally decided to stand up and go in to find a movie for the night. He brought one of the beer-filled coolers with him. She knew it had something to do with a past memory, causing nightmares like he had the last night, but she couldn't figure out what it was exactly.
Katie didn't want to pester John about it, especially after the ominous reply she received the first time, but she wanted to know what was bothering him, maybe she could help. But, whether or not John saw it that way Katie figured she was already pushing her luck by even being there.
"Is there anythin' you'd like to watch?" John asked, him being drunk brought out the Cajun accent he did his best to disguise, although he wasn't sure why; bad grammar or something.
"No, I'll watch whatever you were going to watch." Katie said.
"Y'Sure?" John sl
Cause And Effect - Chapter 2John was surprised to find most of the houses on the street already empty as he and Katie warned of the FEMA eviction notices that would probably be coming, the few people who were still in their homes didn't take much notice to the possibility FEMA might come knocking.Cause And Effect - Chapter 25 years ago in Settings More Like This
John took off into a brisk pace around the inside of his house after they had returned, pulling out bags of melting ice for the two spare coolers he also brought out to the front porch, he filled them with a layer of ice, and then threw a few Cokes on the ice before repeating the layering process.
He went back into the house and brought out a 24-pack of Coors Light and filled the paintball cooler with ice and the beer. Katie stood on the porch, leaning against a support beam. She looked very uncomfortable, John noticed; every time he would take a glance at her she looked jittery. Her uncomfortable look grew to alarm when John once again came out of the house, only this time holding a Mossberg 500A Tactical 12-gauge shot
PatF - Frog LegsFrog LegsPatF - Frog Legs6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(Disclaimer: Princess and the Frog and all related characters are property of Disney.)
When I am in trouble, Tiana makes frog legs for dinner.
As a man, I consider it just my luck to never see it coming, but as soon as I sit down at that dinner table, and the plate of fried legs is thrust before me, I know I have done some sort of wrong at some point during the day. I cannot pretend to have forgotten about dinner, since I am already in my seat, and yet at the same time I cannot touch the things.
Fried, mentally slimy (err, mucous-covered actually), frog legs. I cannot eat them. I who have experienced life on the legs of a frog could never touch them.
but that's the point, really. She does it on purpose, I know she does. She sits down at the other end of the table and keeps her gaze locked onto me the entire time, never looking at her meal and yet still managing to eat so politely. I don't believe her frog legs are actual. They very well may be imitation, a food she whip
Pirates Versus Privates, 34Alcatraz hadn't changed much since Mickey had nearly gone there last time. It was still a cold, desolate island in the middle of nowhere, since it was supposed to be a place where people sent pirates so they could be forgotten about forever. Today was the exact opposite. All eyes were on the island, with dozens of ships in the water and in the air going around the world renowned prison. A meeting was happening inside that hadn't been heard of in years, and everyone wanted to listen in on it. On this mutual territory, the rulers of the four kingdoms were deciding the fate of piracy.Pirates Versus Privates, 344 years ago in Romance More Like This
Mickey and Minnie had been pulled from the cold water and rescued, and their injures had been tended to. Magica's body couldn't be found, but her vile deeds were exposed and the world did not know how to move on. Mickey and Minnie were undeniably heroes, but he was a pirate, and she was a discharged private who had illegally used her weapons. Then there was the matter of all the pirates who had he
Her Haunted Mansion : Emily's Journey, 1My name is Emily. I won't bother giving you a last name for some reason, my first name stays the same, but when it comes to my last name, it changes every time I well, I'll get to that in a moment. I'd rather start at the beginning. That's how most stories start, don't they? And I don't think you'd believe me if I just blurted everything right away. So we'll start with my first life or at least, the earliest one I can remember. With the way things have been going, I wouldn't be surprised if I've managed to block some lifetimes out.Her Haunted Mansion : Emily's Journey, 14 years ago in Horror More Like This
My apologies, I'm rambling. Now, my first life was in a very small village that lived next to a forest. Winter took up most of our time, and there was snow on the ground more often than grass. My mother died giving birth to me, so it was just me and my father. He made a living raising hunting dogs, and selling their puppies. I helped out every chance I could get, and I loved each dog like they were a member of the family. I always believed
Cause And Effect - Chapter 3Katie looked at John after Dyson had walked out of sight, finding him watching a firetruck screaming up the road to try and extinguish the property fire across the street.Cause And Effect - Chapter 35 years ago in Settings More Like This
The firefighters rolled hoses off the truck after it had screamed to a halt; two firefighters rolled a hose out to the hydrant at the corner as three others hooked theirs to the truck and started the water. The Chief on duty saw that his men had the job taken care of---due to superb training in the town. The fires were slowly dimming as it was, John couldn't feel the heat from it anymore. It would be over soon.
The Chief looked up at John's house and instantly shook his head, spotting the man on the porch, watching the whole choreographed ballet unfold.
"Well, Johnny Harold," The Chief sounded a lot like that drunk from the movie Tombstone. "I do believe FEMA issued a 'Pack Your Shit and Leave' notice around this area."
"They did, Chief Evans," John smiled, shouting at the Chief over the water hoses. "They only got t
Love SpellI call to the night,Love Spell7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I call to the moon,
Please grant my wish,
Please grant it soon.
I wish to have the heart
Of the one that I love,
I wish to have their soul
Engraved upon my palm.
I ask for your help,
Please give me a sign,
Please let my wish be granted,
Please let their heart be mine.
Thirteen SpellsI - WishThirteen Spells7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
By might of all and might of none
And blazing fury of the sun,
By right of magic now begun
As I do will, it shall be done!
II - Summoning
By virgin's blood and words arcane
By angel's tears and dead man's pain,
With fires straight from Hell's domain,
To earth the demons come again!
III - Baleful Polymorph
By tongue of bat and poor man's boot
And mystic might of mandrake root,
By swampland's murk and fairy's flute,
I turn thee now into - a newt!
IV - Slay Living
By demon's blood and gorgon's head
I utter now these words of dread:
By onyx black and ruby red
May those who've wronged me now drop dead!
V - TG: MtF
By maiden's hair and chocolate cake
And power that I now awake,
By pale moon's glow thy form forsake,
A woman's guise thou now shall take!
VI - TG: FtM
By strength of wind and rose's bloom
And shattered wheel of broken loom,
By sundered blade and ancient tomb,
The shape of man you shall assume!
VII - Fireball
To hellbound ones, I now proclaim
That death and fire is my aim
Cause And Effect - Chapter 7D-Day Plus 13Cause And Effect - Chapter 75 years ago in Settings More Like This
John floated around the small swimming hole all day long. Almost two weeks past, two-hundred downed trees removed and he could finally take some real time off. Even though he was practically harassed by Katie with questions he was happy. John chuckled. Katie wasn't harassing him at all. She did have questions about his work and life, but that was fine. He answered only on what he wanted and he answered fully and truthfully. But, John never dipped into her background.
It was both rude and respective at the same time, but either way it wasn't John's business to be asking about Katie's past. Call it rude, as a two-way street, on her part for asking it really didn't matter to John. Curiosity didn't always kill the cat, after all.
Plus, who's around to actually give a shit, but not only that, it's none of their business as it is.
The water was nice today, if only he had been able to come down two-days prior, it had been his birthday, D-Plus 11. That would've been
Disney Storybits 23PLEASE READ THE DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING THIS STORYBIT!Disney Storybits 235 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was definitely going to be a bump on Mickey's head. He reached up, and rubbed between his large ears... oh yes, it was already forming. Another sore addition to this already disastrous day. He tried to sit up, his clothes entirely soaked in sea water. For a moment, he shut his eyes, trying to gather his senses, before opening them wide to let it sink in what happened. He'd done a trip Goofy would have proud of, and had fallen from the beach onto this sea bank.
He was lost. No Goofy, no Pluto, no anybody, in sight, or could even be heard. He was sitting on the sand, with the ocean water spilling towards him, and just as easily retreating. Climbing up for now wasn't an option, but he couldn't just sit and do nothing. With a grunt, he forced himself onto his feet, feeling his sandals squish underneath him. Thus he started his journey, walking near the rocks, hoping to stay away from the water as much as he could.