Fan Fictions Shouldn'tTo meFan Fictions Shouldn't3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A fan fiction should not be "perfect"
Now there is such thing as a well written fan fiction
But to me
Fan fictions can't be perfect
They're a writer's practice
A writer's way of learning
Learning how to write
How to spread our wings and grow
How to express emotions
Like anger, sadness, and happiness!~
How to describe
To paint a pictue in the reader's head
They shouldn't be perfect
Whether it's grammar
Where the " " s go
They help writers learn what to do
And what not to do!
It's all part of a writer's job
Perfection is only seen
That are published
Like The Garden of Eve
The Harry Potter series
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
The Hunger Games
Even To Kill A Mockingbird
And Catcher in the Rye
Perfection is only for stories
Fan fictions on the other hand
Are the stepping stones
On a writer's watery path
To writing literary
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: ArtistCareful now. Hans thought to herself as she began to draw the scene in front of her in her sketchbook. MK was chatting casually with one of the Creators, absentmindedly twining her fingers through her braid. With a small smile Hans doodled, music playing in her head. It wasn't important that she paid attention to her friend's conversation, it was more instructions for them than anything else. She had grown bored very quickly and decided to draw, not wanting to bother the older teen.Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: Artist5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Soon Hans felt herself leave the world. She said nothing as she drew, lost in the world of colors, music, and dreams. Her colored pencils and erasers danced across her white canvas, re-creating the image in her mind, the image she saw in front of her. She didn't think she was a good artist but MK always insisted she was. And though Hans believed her she still doubted it. But at the moment none of that mattered to Hans. All that mattered was the flying colors, the story the picture told, and
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: Welcome Home"Ok, I found the perfect place for you guys." Chris was saying as he led the seven Creators across a lively green lawn. MK sighed impatiently. "You've been saying that for the past six hundred houses." She said tiredly. Whose smart idea was it to take seven hyperactive teens house-hunting? She wondered. Almost as if he read her mind, Chris spoke. "Remember Miss MK this was your bright idea." The six Creators glared at their leader, who gave them a nervous chuckle. "Anyway I know this place will definitely be better than that tiny apartment you guys live in." Their manager continued as he stopped. The seven stopped as well and looked up.Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: Welcome Home5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The mansion was HUGE (And I can not stress huge enough), like the Disney Castle but much more demonic. It was a dark rusty red color instead of white and the giant glass window had a strange design on it, sort of evil looking. There was a certain glow to it that caught the leader's attention. It was a faint gold
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: EstrangedCreeeeeeaaaaaaaakkkkkkk. The door to the library slowly swung open. Hans didn't even bother to look up. It was either one of the other five Creators or MK Moon, her best friend. If it was MK then she'd announce herself as she always did. Hans waited, expecting to hear the words: "It is I, the awesome saucey MK Moon!" or something egoistical like that. When the person didn't say anything Hans assumed it was one of the Creators. It's probably Sarah...she's so quiet. She thought to herself with a smile as she return to her homework. Ok, Hans normally wouldn't do her homework in the library but her room was being used as a prank war zone and she needed peace and quiet for her art project.Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: Estranged5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
She noticed the silence but said nothing. The last thing she wanted was to annoy Sarah and start a fight. Not that those two were ever at it but you never know. Hans pulled out her MP3 and put her Captain America headphones in. She grew lost in the music as she
Nursery Rhymes, Writer StyleJack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of waterNursery Rhymes, Writer Style4 months ago in Settings More Like This
Then I appeared and struck such fear as I began my slaughter.
I held them down and they did frown as I tossed aside their pail
And I gloat, I slit their throat and threw them down the well.
Now I'm done, well that was fun, the well I then looked down
Don't be sad, it's not as bad as if he'd broke his crown.
So then I walked on through the woods, and noticed at my feet
A trail of bread, led up ahead to a house that smelled so sweet.
When I approached it, in the air was a familiar smell
The smell of burning flesh was there, you know I can just tell.
I looked inside and to my sur
Story: Beware of Them!Story: Beware of Them!5 months ago in Settings More Like This
Beware of Them
Shinacook Creek, New Mexico
Shinacook Creek... a small quiet town just West of Alamogordo. Population was about 150 people. Emphasis on the WAS. For almost all 150 of them were now missing... and the town itself was torn apart. It reminded Doctor Alexander Valiant of his time spent in Europe back during the War. As one could imagine, they weren't exactly pleasant memories.
New Mexico State Police Sergeant Whitmore was there waiting for him at the hastily built headquarters set up near the center of the town. The big man couldn't help but notice some of the stares he got from the officers, like the
I Shift...I Shift...7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look up at the full moon
It glares back balefully
It's cold hypnotic gaze
Holds me in its thrall
Unable to look away
Unable to disobey
It commands me once again
I throw back my head and howl
Joining the other "Children of the Night"
I writhe in the agony of my change
Eyes on fire
My face, so dire
I run, the pack runs with me
Muscles rejoice to sing
The hunt is on
I smell the fear
I see wide eyes
I taste the blood
I tear the flesh
The moon sinks low
And out of sight
Its spell is lifted off me
The sweetness of blood
Now makes me w
What is Love?What is love?What is Love?3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seriously I wanna know!
Is it that heart-stopping, woozy feeling I get
Whenever I see or hear Axl Rose?
The little girly squeals I do
Whenever I hear the name Shawn Michaels?
The little "bunny-hop" I do in excitement
When I see Triple H on screen?
People say that's called infatuation
Personally I think that love is real
But what do I know?
Or....is it that feeling
I get whenever I see them?
The feeling of happiness
The feeling of wanting to be around that person more
Of not wanting them to leave
Of sadness vanishing whenever they are around
Of laughter, fights, anger, love and hate?
Of never getting enough of their presence
Is that love?
I do know someone like that
They are my world and hopefully
I am their world
They make me smile and laugh
Make me angry and cry
They listen to me and are sympathetic
I'm that way to them too
Not exactly a boy
But not exactly a girl either
So am I straight or gay?
That is however you think I am.
I might be
Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: Hyper"WAAAAAHHHHH! SHAWN MICHAELS BETTER BE ONNNNN OR I AM GOING TO FLLLIIPPP!" MK practically shouted. For once the teen was literally flying around the large entertainment room. Normally she'd be too tired to even shout, much less run around like a lunatic. But tonight was a very special night for her. And Hans knew this, probably better than the other Creators and she understood better than the others. Giggling and smiling Hans sat on the black leather couch, watching MK act more wild than ever. "I can tell you're happy Kitty, in the four and not even half but will be soon years I've known you you've never been this happy." Four-and-not-even-half-but-will-be-soon years didn't seem like much to most people but MK and Hans hung out everyday they could and chatted online when they couldn't.Adventures of MK Moon and Hans Hoshi: Hyper4 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sorry Hans but I haven't seen Shanwy in ffffoooorrrrreeeeevvvvvveeeeeerrr!" Hans giggled again. "I regret buying you that chocolate cupcake flavored coffee, you're naturally hyper enough." "I k
The Diary Of Lorrain Fielder PreviewDate: November 29th 2010The Diary Of Lorrain Fielder Preview8 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Hello, my name is Lorrain Fielder. Why do you guys care? I don't know. Like it matters to anybody. Aurora Fields is my hometown. Well, it was. It was a rather nice town up until last year. What happened last year you ask? Nothing real important, just your average teenager freshmen chick. Who committed homicide in the infamous "Homicide at Aurora Fields High School." I killed over half of my school population in an angry fury. The homicide included the death of my once closest friend Annabelle Jefferson. Samantha Young, my other best friend was heartbroken and ran away. And as for me? I was locked into the local mental hospital.
Detective Ricky has been assigned to my case. I know him far too well. Aurora Fields is a small town, a tiny one. A secret one. Nobody knows it exists. Until now. Ricky is interrogating me while I record my own life. He isn't aware of my doings and I was not aware of his. Friend
Kaiju: The Big Bad BlueKaiju: The Big Bad Blue1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Type 4- Slayer class
Height: 68 meters
Length: 240 meters
Ability's and aspects:
:bulletblack: Alpha breath- A deadly breath of super-charged energy, that can annihilate an entire mountain in seconds,and incinerate any Kaiju rival.
:bulletblack: Hyper senses- A remarkably quick and sharp awareness to its surroundings. These sixth super-senses enable the beast not only predict future threats, but also to feel and understand the fabric of nature.
:bulletblack: Incredible agility- Can perform outstandingly high jumps,and lethal yet very precised kicks.
When engaged on battle, Slierus offend displayed
Twilight City Chapter 9Chapter 9Twilight City Chapter 96 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I downed yet another pain pill, cursing the medic for being so damned rough with his examination. The flash blindness lasted off and on for a few moments during the examination, but it seemed like everything was alright, as far as my implant went, the medic said. But my migraine said otherwise. I swallowed the pill, chasing it with a bottle of water, never taking my eyes off of the small restaurant that Mary and I were staking out. We had been there for a few hours now, simply waiting, watching the men and women that came to the small shop. It was bakery corner shop, the one where you went for a nice cup of caf and a bagel while yo
The Revenge of ZombiesRise, my zombies,The Revenge of Zombies10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
for we shall have the night,
that humans took for centuries.
We shall overcome,
with blood in our teeth,
and blood in our hearts.
For we zombies have eternal life,
with super strength, decelerate powers, and absolute fear.
We fight together with honor, bravery, and courage,
that makes us eternal.
We hunt for blood, we hunt for our fate,
And we will protect our beloved one's from humans.
Come my brothers, sisters, and all of you.
Let us show what humans don't have,
by biting them with full power,
from our powers of blood,
and to protect our nation of zombies.
And when that time comes,
we shall rise together
Understand me.After this time ends,Understand me.1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Everything will fail-
Eyes, Voices, Feet.
I beg you,
Listen while you can.
One last time.
Taste of Blood Chapter 15 (Final)Taste of Blood Chapter 15 (Final)1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
My feet walked across the stones of the line that would break our packs apart.
It took about three hours to finally hear the howl of them.
When they stepped forward,
I began to cry.
I tried to ignore it, for I looked like a loser. Then Ash saw me, picked me up, and pushed me to the side.
"Stop doing this Sai!" Ash whispered.
"I can't..I just!..ahh!" I was swelling up.
I began again, "It's just, All those years I spent looking out my rusty old window of my old house, waiting for you to come and tell me what life was like. Then I finally got the day when I left. I was almost sent to boarding school! I would have never had met, Fait
The Difference Between Shackles and Freedom Pt.7The Difference Between Shackles and Freedom Pt.71 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day Phoebe had gone back into town and ordered furniture from every store on the high street that made home deliveries, she also had people come and measure the kitchen, bathrooms and living room as she had already picked what she wanted them to look like via show rooms, how she had done this all by one-thirty I don't know, but I imagine all this would have cost quite a lot of money, she had sent us all to an amusement park called Drayton Manor, for a second the name seemed to bring a vision full of memories to the forefront of my mind but they went as they came; very spontaneous and fast, leaving me with no recollectio
SolitudeThe world that I live in is nothing too greatSolitude1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I honestly hate living in this unconscionable state
Of mind where nothing seems to goes right
Where the flicker of hope goes out like a light
I feel like reality is slipping away from me
And I can no longer reach the door I must see
So I reside myself to my darkened thoughts
And remind myself that I don't need to be taught
I sit in a corner in my brain
Trying so hard to keep myself sane
From the chaos that surrounds me so
Ignoring the people that seem to know
More about life than they let on to
Too bad nobody believes it's true
I cover my ears to block out the lies
I can't stand the
Inside A TombWhispers and screams woke me from a dreamInside A Tomb1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Seeing the dead was a surprise indeed
Looking aghast , No ! I cried is it time ?
We've come to take you to your tomb
death came while you were asleep
Cold decaying hands led me inside
Those long dead rose with pride
Taking my place next to a girl without a face
Melancholy filled the air as I looked around in despair
Then that voice came clear telling me why I'm there
There's nothing to fear after all we're all dead in here .
The Difference Between Shackles and Freedom Pt.5The Difference Between Shackles and Freedom Pt.51 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hayabusa stood back and admired his work as he dropped his thirty-fourth gasoline canister, he had always liked birds of prey, considering he was named after the peregrine falcon, his trademark was a burning falcon. And what better way than to draw a giant one that would light up the sky for an excellent number of miles which could potentially go well into their hundreds maybe even thousands and char-grill the Woodhouse estate in the process. And anyway ash is good for soil.
Ever since he was infantile he had always been obsessed with fire. Always loving the way it looked, the lingering smell of smoke left on his clothes, he took
The Meaning of the RoseTitle : The Meaning of the RoseThe Meaning of the Rose1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Fandom : Vampire Knight
Rating : K
Genre : Romance
Characters/Pairings : Kaname and Yuuki
Word Count : 1,634
Summary : A small Yume oneshot based around the Roses that bloom once every ten years.
It was dark. Yuuki could not see a thing, as she was led along what felt like a path, judging by the sound of the crunching of her feet on the earth below. A strong familiar arm was wrapped around her middle as one of her hands was taken in a larger warm hand, held close to a beating heart. A heart she knew very well. Just thinking abo
Poem promptThe sky is not fallingPoem prompt1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are rising.
As time marches forward
We make some terrible mistakes where the sky seems to creep further out of reach
Yet over time we get back to our feet
We, as people
We are rising up
Making this world a better place
It has taken us a long time to see some of the mistakes of our past
But now that we do, we can make things better
Step by step.