Death Note sugar neededDeath Note sugar needed4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
My so my days are normally dull as fuck sorry folks but I do swear so deal my name is Cassie Miles but everyone always calls me Cherry it because I like cherry lolly pops, I fix computers for people that my job it seems in my spear time I draw a lot I got into trouble as kid drawing on the walls ^^ it was when I was older I moved to Kanto it somewhere in Japan, I only been here a month and I get lost every time. It was a big help when my brother brought me this touch phone and he took photos of important things like the signs for the bath room where to get something to eat and things like that, I only found out a week before I was being move to Kanto so no time to learn Japanese oh I am so fucked.
Three in the morning I my phone goes off and I moan and bitch as I roll over to answer it flicking the light on as you do "H Hello!" was all I could muster at this state of mind,
"Hello is this Ca
A Letter to Stephenie MeyerDear Stephenie Meyer,A Letter to Stephenie Meyer5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I read your book 'Twilight' about a year-and-a-half ago, and I have to say:
It was the worst piece of 'literature' I've ever had the displeasure to lay my eyes on.
See, around Christmas time, my friends and I all had a sleepover/Secret Santa party. At that time, I had heard a lot about Twilight, and, being an avid reader, wanted to know what all the fuss was about. My friend Katie ended up being my secret santa, and she got me Twilight and two other books. I was overjoyed, I started reading it that day. I kept reading and reading for a week or two, spending most of my time in my room, reading that book. Really, I have to admit, it did seem a little interesting at first, but then, it got rather...Bland. I kept reading, hoping to come upon an interesting part, I thought,
'Maybe she's just building the suspense up for a good part.' but no. I've never been wronger in my life.
I'll admit to never finishing the book, but I'll tell you why:
I got a throbbing headache abo
Independance Day "Freddie, are we there yet?" Roger asked impatient looking out of the window.Independance Day7 years ago in General More Like This
Freddie, Roger, John, and Brian were all on an airplane headed to Boston, Massachusetts for a concert they promised America on July 5th. It was the 3rd now and they wanted to celebrate the 4th so they left two days early.
"Um...not quite, darling. An hour or so more." The blacked haired man replied.
Come on! I dont think I can wait any longer!
Well how about if you try going to sleep or reading a book or something?
Roger kept quite after that and tried to go to sleep but with all the noise it seemed impossible but after a couple minutes with his eyes closed he got a little bit sleepy until
one of the flight attendants accidentally tripped over someones foo
You Look Like I Need A DrinkStatic verses quaking through crippled fingers, lisps written into inebriated meaning. And I tried with fervent failure to pronounce the sarcasm spewing from my palms, but they were naughty syllables, practicing cohesion without permission, and heaving disjointed language from my rotten, rotten teeth.You Look Like I Need A Drink4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She straggles with boulder bones sinking through infectious flesh, frantic slurs bleeding from her throat. And I stumble for words, endeavoring to compose rainbows of smeared thought, but my vocal chords stutter unintelligible sympathy, incoherent accents and forced definition.
So I draw this poetic slop from corroded neurons, eager to drain the deformity from metaphors, the dialects distorted by ancient tongues. But my every opinion staggers through intoxication, trying to find a stable image in visions of jittery focus.
Alcohol insinuating rough apologies.
Static verses quaked through your crippled fingertips, lisps I had written with poor intent.
Im So Sorry....Im So Sorry....3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Master,I sense an extremely powerful being in the next area.proceed with caution."Fi warned the green clad hero. How was it possible? Demise was defeated, everything was at peace, he was back home in skyloft,Ghirahim was gone.. That's what saddened Link slightly; He missed the white clad man. He missed how Ghirahim would toy with him,brought him to his true potential,he missed those black eyes:adorned with dark purple eyeliner,those white lips that would place kisses on his cheeks and leave without another notion. Wait what was he doing?! Link shook those thoughts from his mind and headed up the hill to the highest point. There was nothing there.
"Yes Master?You called me?"
"What are you talking about?There's nothing up here...kinda feels like I'm being watched though.." Suddenly Link felt strong hands on his shoulders,a chest against his back, and a kiss on his cheek. Link froze, he couldn't grab his sword so he grabbed backwards
SH2 Novel - Chapter 2BSH2 Novel - Chapter 2B4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silent Hill 2 : The Official Novel
By Sadamu Yamashita
Translated by Lady Ducky
Chapter Two -Someone's Lurking in the Apartment- Part B
A violent screech pierced the heavy silence near the intersecting hallways of the second floor. Though the sound came from the hallway extending north, the cry was muffled slightly as if it had come from the upper floor. The first thought that came to James's mind was of Mary, but then he recalled the image of the little girl as she ran away. Irritating as she had been, he certainly didn't hate her enough to hope she would be attacked by a monster. He couldn't wish that kind of death on anyone.
Rushing in the direction of the screams, James once again came face-to-face with the monster blocking the north hallway. Without hesitation, James aimed his gun at the creature.
"Get the hell outta my way!"
The twisted monster shrieked and recoiled as a shower of bullets pierced its body, dark
OFFICIAL SH2 Novel - Chapter 1OFFICIAL SH2 Novel - Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Silent Hill 2 : The Official Novel
By Sadamu Yamashita
Translated by Lady Ducky
Sometimes I wonder: does he really think we're here? In his mind, we are nothing but a fabrication. For him, that is nothing but a reality. And he's happy there. Nevertheless, we are in our reality. For him, there is nothing but pain in this world. What will we have to do to pull him back?
"It looks kinda like milk."
Laura's face stretched into a smile. She began to laugh as her bright, enamel-white teeth peeked from behind her small lips. The town was shrouded in a thick fog that blurred everything into white, as if she were in some sort of magical land. Sometimes Laura liked to think that some scatterbrained god had carelessly dropped his cup and spilled his morning milk all over the place. The mysterious atmosphere could be a sign that there were fai
Vlad's Son - Chapter 1Chapter 1Vlad's Son - Chapter 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
All was quiet in the study, save for the occasional sound of a page from a book being turned slowly. There were many books in the room, their spines showing those that were old and those that were new, and various stages in between; one trait they shared, sitting on the shelves reaching from floor to ceiling, was that they were all cared for. One could tell they had been read, but they did not have dirty, torn pages or cracked, worn spines. Any wear done to these items were done by time itself.
But that was not all that was in the room. There were a couple of old-fashioned, green armchairs sitting in one corner of the study, the wood of both their legs and the nearby end table upon which a gold lamp with a green shade sat made of the same dark wood of the bookshelves that served as the walls of the room. Next to the reading corner was the ornate-looking door separating the study from the rest of the house, and directly across the room from that was
PersistenceI have a black old sweaterPersistence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
some of you may know it
you've seen me wear it so many times,
too many... some might say.
it has a few holes
the sleeves are almost falling apart
there's a pink decolored spot
on the left side, near the stomach,
where bleach fell on it.
but it's my favorite sweater
and I still wear it very often
in fact I'm wearing it right now
while I write these lines
and though I don't attach myself to things
there are some that no matter how much you try
you can't completely replace
and you will always love
and you will always miss
after they're gone
The Limerick of SnookiThe Limerick of SnookiThe Limerick of Snooki3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Snooki loved to tan with all her bein'
Her skin looked a tangerine
But the tanning bed was broken
On the smoke she was chokin'
Baked alive inside the machine
Mental SewageMental SewageMental Sewage2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Welcome to a day and age,
Where ignorance is a virtue,
And intelligence and logic now points of shame;
Where it isn't what you know from books,
But what you feel and believe is true,
And everyone needs a boogeyman to blame.
And whoever shouts the loudest,
Or has the best screen presence,
Will always be the one you know is right.
Journalism's gone the way of the dodo,
Pushed aside for 'infotainment',
To feed attention spans grown shorter than a ten second soundbite.
McLuhan was decades
Ahead of his time,
When he said that the medium is the message...
Just like advertisers know,
The package is more important than the product,
Especially when the product has become mental sewage.
I know I'm not the only one,
Who's wondered more than once,
If dumbing-down the public is
Not part of a bigger plan...
'Cause the stupider people are,
The more readily they're controlled,
And you can easily have an angry mob at your command.
And the true tyranny of the majority,
Is that an ig
Rei and the Knock Knock JokeRei and the Knock Knock Joke4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Toji swore it couldn't be done.
Kensuke had his doubts.
But darn it, Shinji was going to make Rei laugh. It was lunch period in his school, and with nothing better to do, he approached Ayanami's desk and sat backwards in the chair in front of her. She looked a little startled that he had approached her so casually, but she made no sound. She lifted her head up, and acknowledged him.
"Oh, hello Ayanami!" Shinji said. "Listen, I'm going to tell you a joke, okay? It goes like this Ahem."
Shinji waited for a while. Rei stared at him with her eyes of crimson, unwavering.
"Now, Ayanami, you need to ask me, 'Who's there?', like you're answering the door." Shinji explained.
Rei blinked. "Someone is at my door?"
Shinji laughed sheepishly. "Oh, no, Ayanami-san! It's just a hypothetical. Now say, 'Who's there?' "
"There's no one at my door. I have no need to ask." Rei calmly said. She was about to pick up her book when Shinji stopped her.
"Come on, Rei! Just pretend
Heavy MetalWords that trip and fall on contemplations jagged swordHeavy Metal4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Stress creates a sordid mess, a blood bath under ideas dead
Faulty and lost in recollection the rest get taken from me
Stolen in the night, the shadows bear semblance to rugged personality flaws
The whimsical approach is na´ve, for the devil demands ransom
Juxtaposed nature and disharmony tied to a block, under threat of submergence
Fire for the scattering crowds, ash the color congealing the shroud
Mercenaries of confusion paid for by leaders of delusion
Salt water for the tear glanced beyond, purified near sighted rage
Now the criminals are motives and actions, distilled in sentences
As appeal has lost critical judgment, drug haze eclipsed for capital punishment
Clouds should have thunder but get painted to the page, changing sides, dark sage
Lightning strikes at the hearts, stone feelings lack complication producing salt pillars
They threaten me, breaking the house slashing at the upholstery, perched killers
Ransack the furnitu
Never Come the DayNever Come the Day5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never Come the Day You Take
My Hope Away
When times are tough and the situations are rough and every thing seems to beat us down but we still stand our ground, it's hard to keep up with that elusive thing called hope.
So quick and so fast I run aghast. The sadness it frightens me and wears me down like a waterfall crashing and carving through even the strongest of stones. They stand their ground and so should I but the torment seems never ending.
A Pandora's Box without a lock and yet I dare to open it for her for my Hope.
Depression is such a horrible thing. It always tells me "No" and I don't know where to go. It confines me to dark places forced to stare at cold faces. It weakens me it's eating me and all I'm left with is those precious mementos of the dreams I've had in my heart.
But the world's not a perfect place and the things that have been done may have been mistakes and yet no one it seems is listening to my prayers.
Block my heart from creatin
ParadiseParadise5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Sometimes it feels like the things we do is never enough. We can try so hard and all we get is disappointment. Then we could do nothing at all and get depression. Failure scares the shit out of me. Failure means defeat .but there's still that glimpse of "what if?" that keeps driving me. You know what? That image that I see is the only reason why I'm still alive. I want to see it with my own eyes and know that I made this possible.
Its so cliché for me to like Wolf's Rain, being a wolf person and all, but really, I really-really LOVE Wolf's Rain. It's the idea of paradise and the analogies it stands for. That series really related to me. Not the events really, but the emotions. Kiba is probably my most favorite of characters just for the way he thinks. He can become belligerent and arrogant but there's that side to him you don't quite understand but you can't help to feel it. It's not when he is just casually speaking but when he is being serious it's like something t
Hitler's LullabyHush, little baby,Hitler's Lullaby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't say a word.
Mama's gonna buy you a mockingbird.
And if that mockingbird won't sing,
Mama's gonna buy you a diamond ring.
Even though the skies are black,
And filled with smoke from the burning racks.
The lingering air here reeks of gas,
No, little girl,
We're not coming back.
But if you close your eyes real tight,
You can pretend everything's alright.
And maybe it won't seem so bad,
If you remember all the love we've had.
Hush, little baby,
Close your eyes.
And dream of yellow butterflies.
When you wake,
We'll be gone,
From this world where we don't belong.
Restless Dreams: Two PathsRestless Dreams: Two Paths4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: Two Paths To Take
Angela walked hazely around the silent graves, leaning down periodically to wipe the dust away from the names. One grave caught her eye and she kneeled down beside it, frowning a bit as she saw the name of a very old friend. "Has it been so long ago?" She licked her finger wiping away the date of death; 1989. She only knew Abby for a few years during elementary school, but they were best friends. Abby never made fun of me or ignored me. She even gave me that small necklace with a pretty flower on it. Angela smiled and touched her neck. "I wish I still had it" She had almost began to cry remembering her father yanking the necklace away one day. It had really hurt worse than the aftermath. Her thoughts began to dewell on him again. "Why am I here?" What was I really looking for? Hell if I knew for it seemed at first my thoughts dewelled on Mother. She would hold me and all the pain would go away. But that wasn't true. She had never cared. Mot
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.Inspector Wolf6 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
Through the Eyes of an Angel?Through the Eyes of an Angel?5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Through the Eyes of an Angel?
Who am I through the eyes of an angel? How am I perceived? Am I a good person? Do I have potential to be a better one? Do they see me as a loyal servant or a troubled wanderer? Do they see the light in me and gaze into my passion? Through the eyes of an angel?
But I see myself as something different at times most of the time. I see the troubled wanderer and the pessimistic victim of reality.
I love science I really do. Science is an awesome tool with tremendous power. It can help people but it can also destroy them and the world as we know it for a very very long time. With science comes pessimism for me. I want to have hope and to believe in a better day and a better me but the science of things leaves me with despair. There are things that happen that we, the vox populi are unable to express due to a lack of information.
Science can be good and bad. Science made the atom bomb and science discovered the cure for small pox. Scien
Rei,Kaworu: Schooltime SilliesRei,Kaworu: Schooltime Sillies4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"All right, Ayanami," her caretaker said as he looked at her- "As the most reliable of the Children, you have the duty to show Kaworu-kun around the school." He gestured to the boy with the white hair standing beside him outside the school gates. Kaworu was just smiling, as he was wont to do.
"Yes, Cody-san." Rei said. She didn't really want to show this boy around, but if Cody wanted her to, how could she refuse? Rei followed orders. She was made for that purpose.
"Thank you, Rei. Now, I'm going back home. When school's over, I'll come pick you two up." Cody left to his empty apartment and left Rei standing with the beaming boy, Kaworu-kun.
"Rei Ayanami. I've heard a lot about you." Kaworu said. He offered his hand to Ayanami, but she didn't acknowledge him.
"Fifth Child. This way." Rei turned around and went inside the school's double doors with Kaworu humming behind her.
"Does this school have a music room? I love music. I feel it is the greatest acheiv-" Kaworu began.
"It's over th
Mommy and Daddy-your age was written on the bottom of your shoe,Mommy and Daddy-3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
i tried so hard to tell you, if only you knew
the world is coming to an end my dear,
you say you'll listen to me, but you don't hear
i've kept my heart within my chest, i'll set it out on the table
i'll even place it in your hands, i swear it holds no evil
i'm just asking you to hear my out, not asking for your life.
to hold your hand and own your heart, for a moment of your time
i tried to tell you once before
but you just turned your head.
and i lay and thought for hours on it,
alone there in my bed
but you don't hear me,
if you do, you don't care.
i swallowed sadness in my throat,
you looked on elsewhere.
stealing words from books, to try and win your heart,
but when i don't know what they mean, it's not much of a start.
everything i've ever known and loved, lives within you.
i know you've heard it all before, but this time i swear it's true.
i've got nothing left but you
so take my hand the way i've dreamed a thousand times,
and we c