The Escape -part 2-Ossido waited patiently as the older man fumbled for the light switch. Moments later, the lights turned on, revealing the living room they'd just entered. It was large, and decorated in a way that said 'hello, I have lots of money'. That wasn't what caught Ossido's interest, however. As soon as the lights went on, his eyes were drawn to a grandiose collection of swords, knives, and daggers that were all well-polished and mounted on the wall. He flinched slightly when he felt the man's hand suddenly on his shoulder, "Are you alright? You still seem to be in a bit of a shock, there..." Ossido turned to face him and chuckled disarmingly, "No, no, I'm just fine! I was just... admiring your collection." A small hint of something sinister entered his smile, but the man missed it completely as he began to swell with pride once again. "Ah yes, my blades! I started collecting them way back in the day, when I was in the army... I polish them every day, I do! Just look at them shine! But... Oh loThe Escape -part 2-7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Escape -part 1-Ossido sighed at the rapidly-darkening sky as he slogged through the mud. It was becoming a... slight annoyance, especially when he was currently in the middle of fleeing. No doubt, he had gotten a little careless. There were quite a few witnesses that had showed up rather unexpectedly, right when he was in the middle of killing that one guy... Fortunately for Ossido, he didn't quite look like himself at the time. They wouldn't be able to track him down that easily. He chuckled quietly to himself as he peeled the last of the fake skin off his arm, leaving it to sink into the mud behind him.The Escape -part 1-7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Still, that particular town was more closely-knit than he had thought. One little death sent the whole place into an absolute uproar! From that uproar, of course, sprung forth vigilante justice that just happened to be able to track him pretty closely for the past few hours. The mud, once again, really wasn't helping. It left a trail that was as plain as day to the classic angry mob. O
Badfic contest- Beastie TagBEASTIE TAGBadfic contest- Beastie Tag7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
a fic by... ME?! DD8
It was very late by the time Spencer finished his latest attempt at a cure. "Hopefully," he said, downing the horrible-tasting mixture and grimacing, "this won't kill me. Or make me into a magical science pony, like last time." He braced himself, and waited.
THE NEXT DAY:
Robo-N was skipping along down the street and singing in a lovely Disney Princess-esque voice, while the merry townsfolk sang along. UNTIL- Something happened! A new challenger appeared! A car went flying overhead, thrown by a very familiar-looking monster. Robo-N recognized it as Spencer's beast form right away. A guy crawled out of the car wreckage. "Uh... I'm okay... Just bleeding and *sniff* crying..." "HEY YOU" she said, pointing verily forth at the monster, and thusly ignoring the poor injured fellow, "Cut that out!" She ran off towards the monster. "I'm fine... really..." said the guy, a little more loudly, "No need to take me to a hospital or anything... I'm peachy keen-
Soap BubblesSoap BubblesSoap Bubbles8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By Nellie Melton
Radioactive Bunny looked around. The living room was dark, the only light coming from the moon shining in through the window. There wasn't a single noise other than that of crickets chirping. He was the only one in the house awake... Perfect. Gripping the remote like a bandit, he snuck over to the couch and climbed up onto the cushions. He couldn't afford to use the little elevator he'd constructed; it made too much noise.
Just for the sake of caution, he paused to look around again. His surroundings were silent and still. The coast was clear. Aiming the remote, he hit the power button, and the small TV screen flickered to life. It flickered to life, and was blasting every sound it made! Shaken, he quickly turned the volume down all the way and surveyed his surroundings once again, searching desperately for the sound of anyone waking up. Nothing. He sank into the cushions, trying to relax. Relax... that was something he'd apparently forgotten how to
CoN Fan Fic chapter 4Fether ran the brush purposefully though her long red hair. Straight and maybe a little unruly, it was the only aspect of her appearance that received special attention. An oak chest at the foot of her bed rattled loudly as the cement creature inside smashing around violently. Dimitry cawed shrilly in protest and Fether sighed. Drawing her gun she turned and fired three angry shots into the chest. No further movement could be heard and Fether holstered her gun with an hmph. Picking her top hat up from the dresser she regarded it with a thoughtful expression. After a pause she put it back down. Not tonight, she said. Her hand extended towards Dimitry who obediently hopped onto her hand. Lets go and greet Mister Karl and Tarr, shall we? she said to her bird.CoN Fan Fic chapter 46 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dimitry croaked an approval and Fether laughed gently. She gave the chest where Arma was held captive a final glare and then left her room, locking it behind her. There was a pause as her foo
CoN: Fear Climber didnt see anyone until the next day. Fether arrived with her bird perched on her shoulder to his great discomfort. But Fether didnt seem interested in that. I wanted to talk some more today, she said with her gentle smile. She pulled a chair over to the darkened hearth, the fire she had lit yesterday had long gone out. Climber had spent most of the night on the other side of the room, cowering in fear. It had been many hours before the flames had sputtered and died and many more hours before he dared go near it. Climber hung back, still reluctant to return to the spot where one of his worst fears had been flickering only yesterday.CoN: Fear7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fether noticed his unwillingness and grabbed his arm in a gentle but firm grasp. Now, now. No need to be scared. Come on, I just want to talk with you for a little while. ButI dont think his reply was cu
CoN: Captured Karl wasnt happy. Not that there was any indication on his face. In fact at this very moment it was hard for him to think of a time when he was happy, if it ever existed at all. He had never left the Castle of Nations before and he was fairly certain that this place was not what he had pictured when he thought of freedom. He was in a dark room; at least he assumed it was dark since he didnt need light to see. From what he could tell it was locked from the outside and quite plain and empty with a chair as its only furnishing. Now that he thought about it this room looked like an interrogation room. Or a torture chamber, Karl thought in delight. Things didnt go quite as planned did they Arma? he said with his usual smirk. The smirk faded into a rare panicked frown when Arma didnt respond. Arma? Karl asked the emptiness now searching for his beloved bCoN: Captured7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
he creeps me x:Kai: *takes out a voodoo doll and sits by the wall* hello mr.voodoo .....he creeps me x:10 years ago in Horror More Like This
*changes his accent to raspy English accent* Hello there little boy
Kai: where is mrs. voodoo?
voodoo: she's been captured by 3 girls
Kai: *blinks* w...why would she...... then leave this d...delightful piece of cake?
voodoo: it's a gift from mrs. voodoo
Kai: oooh...w...what a pleasant gift for me...
voodoo: but you cannot have it
Kai: wat.....w...wat?? I..I don't understand....w...w..........
voodoo: she have died from the kidnap
Kai: c..christ! I would...luv you to ..go and save her
voodoo: but eat the cake first
Kai: but the cake is not there anymore mr.voodoo, it has gone to bring the sky down
voodoo: the cake is your hand...now eat it
Kai: ..*blinks* ....kay mr.voodoo *starts nibbling on his hand* mr.voodoo it doesn't taste so sweet
voodoo: then I guess we should head for the kitchen
*in the kitchen*
Kai: *looks in the cabinet* w...why this whole cabinet could be
Con: HumanFether entered Karls room early the next day. Good morning, Mister Karl, she said pleasantly. Her smile was smug. Hearing about Karls first treatment had made her quite excited. She was also curious to see how he was recovering from the previous days activity.Con: Human6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Karl looked up at the professor. He wasnt sure why, but he liked her less than the good doctor. Wheres Doctor Tarr? Not that I like him, I just hate you more, he added silently.
Oh hell meet up with us later, Fether said nonchalantly, drawing a pistol from her long coat. She cocked it with a cheerful grin. Now Tarr said you gave him some trouble yesterday so lets take some precautions this time around, shall we? We dont want a repeat performance. Her tone at the end made it abundantly clear that she was rather irked to hear about his bad behavior.
Are you sure? Im built to entertain, you know. Karl smiled
Bink's Sake- EnglishYo-hohoho, Yo-hohoho,Bink's Sake- English6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Going to bring Bink's Sake!
Let the sea breeze lead the way!
On the waves all of our days
Across the salty deeps!
The sun above is floating high,
Painting circles in the sky.
Sea gulls sing and brass bells ring
Upon our floating home!
Say goodbye to all you know;
Head into the sun's warm glow.
Singing loud and singing proud,
We sail into the night!
Waves of gold and silver splash
Across the hull and mizzen mast.
We float on, all with a song,
To the ends of the sea!
Going to bring Bink's Sake,
A pirate's job for pirate's pay!
Like a stone, our boat skips on
And slices through the seas!
On clouds above we'll rest our head;
The rocking ship will be our bed.
On our flag the skull and dag-gers
Show we're to be feared!
If the waves dare dance too high,
If dark clouds obscure the sky,
Beat the drum and never run;
Live for that fateful dance!
If, in fear, you turn away,
You'll never see the break of day.
25 Themes for KarlFear25 Themes for Karl7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The moon was setting, the sun rising and she never came.
Arma continued to piece him together and still he wasnt whole.
Something he wasnt quite sure shed given him.
The first time she taught him how to hold a bow and didnt laugh when he made the violin squawk.
A humans solitary magic trick.
He never knew hed been empty until she came with music and gentle promises. Now, he was all too aware of the void.
It was love, in reverse only better.
It didnt turn out quite as he imagined, everything still hurt.
They only happened when he borrowed them from the sky. On the horizon thunder waltzed with the rain as a mournful violin continued to sing trapped in three four time.
Something he was, and yet, was not; a cruel irony at its finest.
An intangible conglomeration of past images created
CoN: After HoursI'd press "Get the **** outta there" but knowing Karl he'll get me in the end. He'll get us all in the end.CoN: After Hours7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
-tries to run away-
-only to find Karl right infront of you-
Karl: going somewhere?
Me: N-no. Just going for a walk...
Karl: really now? That sounds like a great idea? Mind if I join you?
ME: -secretly trying to hide fangirl scream- Actually I have to go home
Karl: aww, that's too bad. Mind if I walk you? It's getting dark and nobody should have to walk home alone.
Me: -blushes madly before fainting-
Karl: oh dear. This simply will not do. What's that Arma? No, not until she wakes up. Its no fun to kill someone when they're out cold. I know! Let's find someone else to kill, then come back to see if she's awoken. Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on how much energy I use...it shouldn't be too hard to kill two humans. What do you mean I'm jinxing myslef?
*looks over to
red snowIt was like any other day of romance. Two young couple stood by the street lightred snow9 years ago in General More Like This
waiting for the bus to arrive. It was very cold outside, even with the thickest coat
they can buy it still made them shiver. It was not windy though…the sky was dark grey with white speckled floating down.
Few minutes passed by and it was still quiet. There weren't any shops open at this late hour, nor any customers passing by.
Suddenly the girl spoke quietly.
"I think the dinner went pretty nicely" she said.
"I think the meat could have been less salty thought..." the boy spoke in silence. They laughed silently for few seconds and the conversation stopped. In a moment the boy started to mumble something. The girl looked at him slowly as he started chewing on his finger.
"how many times have I told you not to bite your finger?" she quickly pulled the hand away from his mouth.
"..I…I'm sorry I didn't realize I was" he quickly put his hands back in his pocket.
The girl gulped and closed her eyes. "if the the
DangerousIm so tired of this house, Im so tired of living here, he often said. However those words were only hollow echoes now, often echoing the haunts of the past, but never the everyday nightmares.Dangerous7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Some things became better since the change. The house had gone much quieter, peaceful, with no signs of the usual violence.
Some things stayed the same. The house was still small and depressing, crowded and piled up with unknown things. The bills had to get paid, but precious money was always spent on useless alcohols. The sons of the family never came home, only sometimes, except for one.
But some things also became worse. The only woman of the house, Maria, fell into illness.
She lay on her bed all day; not speaking, not cooking, not being the diligent mother she used to be. There was nobody to take care of her, because her drunkard husband, regardless of such serious conditions, never committed time for her, except her royal son. He would spend most of his day with her, takin
Things I am not or don't haveSometimes it is difficult to realize what we got until we lose it. And for the most of the part, we see what we dont have.Things I am not or don't have7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But sometimes what we dont have or are not doesnt always mean a bad thing.
I am not or dont have a lot of things.
100 things I am not or dont have
1. I dont have cancer
2. I am not blind
3. I am not deaf
4. I dont have physical defects
5. I dont have psychiatric or psychological problems
6. I am not poor
7. I dont have careless parents
8. I dont have allergies
9. I am not ugly
10. I dont have broken bone(s)
11. I am not always starving
12. I am not spoiled or mischievous
13. I dont have skin problems
14. I dont have big relationship problems to deal with
15. I dont have digestive problems
16. I dont have depression
17. I dont have joint problems
18. I dont have life threatening problems
19. I dont have divorced parents
20. I dont have dysfunction
Enlightenment.. Kai's pastThroughout the whole night, she couldnt sleep and stop thinking about her son. Lying next to her was her husband, who woke up from her constant movement.Enlightenment.. Kai's past7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Maria, will you just sleep and stop worrying about that kid? he said in annoyance.
What if hes not sleeping..., she said, and quickly rolled off the bed.
Maria he said, and grabbed her gown.
Adrian!! Youve seen what he did there. Who knows if hes going to attempt it again!!
Hey! This is not the first time is it?? Maria quietly stood still, shaking a bit.
And whose fault is that?
Oh my god, not this again!
Maria and Adrian were parents of four kids. They fought like this occasionally because their family was always under stress due to financial issues and Adrian being an alcoholic. They lived quite an empty life. Adrian also developed a habit of routinely abusing one of their sons at a young age. It had been nearly a d
Afraid of you How can you make some be afraid of you? Someone once asked. As far as how Kai looked, he did not possess any physical greatness to pose any threat. He could be easily snapped in two, or whirled over someones shoulder without much effort.Afraid of you7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Yes I can, he answered quietly, if anybody wishes. His language deficiency only supports mockery around him, but he is already aware of what challenge they have put upon themselves.
Her, her! the boys said, as they pushed a girl toward him. She looked at him fiercely, staring with heavy makeup that emphasized her eyes, as if she triple dare.
This better not waste my time. I have things to do she said, but she was easily persuaded by an easy reward; a total
True strengthStrength.True strength7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
The definition of strength varies among people.
Some people believe that strength comes from being superior.
Winning all the time, making others lose, pointing their weaknesses, and condescending them.
They believe that strength comes from how much they don't fall.
But a true strength is not determined by how much weakness they don't have.
It's determined by their strength to embrace and accept their weaknesses.
There is nothing wrong with being weak or wrong, or not knowing something.
Because what really matters is how they acknowledge and accept these weaknesses and strive for improvement.
A show of ignorance or an offensive response is merely a cover over their desperate need to hide and deny their weaknesses.
It's easy to deny, to be seen strong. But they can't fight their inner desperation of such greed.
It takes a lot to accept. It takes true strength to admit mistakes, admit defeat, to overcome their inner desire to be superior.
It's okay to have weaknesses
HTTYD: Monsters of the NorthMy mother told me of them, before she died. "There are monsters", she whispered, "here in the far north."HTTYD: Monsters of the North5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She drew me close, comforting me, before telling me of the horrible sounds they made. "Their screeches can deafen you before you know what's happened," she said. "They attack in swarms, trying to single out the weakest." Her green eyes, the same shade as mine, bored into me with concern and caught me close. "Never," she whispered, "Never be the weakest."
I tried to hold my head up proudly at that. Weakest, she'd said, not smallest.
But still, to be small is to be weak, and to be small and be of our kind is to be all the weaker for it. I lowered my head and sighed, knowing that while I might not be the smallest, and might not be the weakest, I definitely was small and weak. "If all else fails," Mother smiled, acknowledging my discomfort, "Hide, and hope that they don't find you."
I was excited to go out on my first night watch, alongside her. "Watch closely, my son," mother whispere
WoT: Intermission - KarlNot a very long ago in a world not so far awayWoT: Intermission - Karl7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In his own private quarters within the abandoned Castle of Nations Amusement Park, Karl sat at the dinner table with a violin in hand, enjoying the chance to play a little tune before his next murder.
Karl sat on an old, rickety wooden chair in front of a long, chipped wooden table. Upon the table were plates filled with assorted fruits and meats. It would look like the most appetizing feast possible were it not for the fact that all the food was plastic. At the center of the table was a fancy centerpiece: a tiny ceramic castle, which was currently being used by Arma as a perch.
As Karl played a slow, almost mournful tune of his own creation on the violin, he looked across the long table at his dinner guest. A young girl wearing a cyan shirt was tied to the chair. Her hands were also tied behind the chair.
Karl Rp[Me]Karl Rp7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*starts running* *spazing while doing so* OHMIHADES! *running as fast as possible, which isn't very fast*
RUN WHILE YOU STILL CAN! D8
Me: *still spazing and can't think straight* *eye starts to twitch and my glasses fall off* !!! I can't see. Ican'tsee. Ican'tsee.
Karl: -right in front of you and stops you by placing his hand on your head- Lose something?
Me: Uh.... My glasses! Do you see them? *frantic*
Karl: Might these be what you're looking for? -holds glasses-
Me: Yes, Thank you!~ *gives a smile*
Karl: -holds sword!arma behind him as he gives you your glasses-
Me: *takes glasses and places them back* Thank you again!~ Wait- *starts running again*
Karl: Come on Arma, let's have some fun! -runs after you-
Me: *runs into a fire works building*
Karl: -walks in casually and looks around- Where did our friend go? -notices the fireworks- Hmm...
The pathetic peopleHere is a conversation between me and MaidenWolf, which I thought conveys the message better than a simple rant.The pathetic people7 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Text - Me
Ive decided to post everything from the beginning to the end to keep everything as it is. Some parts have been modified due to language and some unnecessary parts
This all started with MaidenWolfs response to a long argument in one of my deviations between many people over a small matter
MaidenWolf: Whoaz, that fist page of comments and hower long the idiocy may continue is full of nothing but dumb craps. "Hey! People! Get off ur fat asses and read a book or go to school!" I had no idea people could be that freakin' stupid.
Nice animation Emptyshadow. It flowed really well, and it was really cute and hilarious.
Emptyshadow: The arguement got pretty dramatic for something small
Though I partially take b
x-X_ I Am The Beast _X-xx-X_ I Am The Beast _X-x4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know what I did
I don't know why I'm cursed
I don't know what to do
I don't know...
I am ugly
I am not like most
I am the beast
And I have not found
Everyone I have loved
Anyone who I cared for
Has left me
Everybody who made fun
Has broken me
Anything could've happened
But I just want to know
What I've done
To have this curse put upon me
But not be loved
I have not rejected many
I have been the one to spread
But I haven't gotten any
I am cursed?
I see everyone else
Happy with their loves
And my heart drops
To the center of the earth
Never to be found
Maybe it's not meant to be
I am all alone
With no one to help me
Break my curse
I am to be un-loved