The 63rd Rune - Chapter 3The 63rd Rune - Chapter 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3: Thank You For The Gift, Princess
Dusk Shine was backed into a corner, surrounded by five ponies who used to be his friends. Their faces were contorted in anger as they shouted at him.
"I'll never forgive you for this!" One yelled, nearly striking Dusk with his hoof. He tried to apologize, but they just wouldn't listen! They were closing in on him now, preparing to wreak vengeance on the frightened unicorn. Before they struck, the pink one spoke.
"Dusk! Breakfast is ready!"
Dusk Shine awoke with a jolt. He opened his eyes, wincing as they adjusted to the sunlight, and let out a breath of relief - only a nightmare.
"I'll get it in a moment..." he groggily said, standing up. Dusk shook his mane out and walked to where Bubble Berry was serving breakfast. He had prepared a decent spread of berries, hay, and oats for the group to enjoy, and was happily handing it out to them.
"Thanks a bunch, sugarcube," Applejack said, grabbing a bowl full of food.
"Don't mention it
The 63rd Rune - Chapter 4The 63rd Rune - Chapter 44 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4: Oh Heavens, Did You Say Dirt?
Groomed and all packed up, Dusk Shine made his way down to the bar just as the clock behind it struck eight. Looking around, he noticed he was the first to awaken out of the group.
The barkeeper flashed Dusk a smile as he sat down at the bar. "Mornin', son. Sleep well?"
"As well as I usually do."
"Good ta' hear!" he cheerily replied, while pushing a menu in front of Dusk. The violet stallion opened his mouth to speak, but the barkeeper interrupted. "If you'll recall, ya got yerself a free breakfast here. So, lad, what's it gonna be?"
A free breakfast! Dusk had forgotten about that detail in his slumber, and he had been prepared to leave without a meal. The rumbling in his stomach declared just how dreadful of an idea that would have been. With little hesitation, he scanned over the menu, looking for something light. Oatmeal, hay pancakes, fruit salad and... apple jacks?
"Yep! Somethin' new from one o' the Apple families. Some sorta
The 63rd Rune - Chapter 2The 63rd Rune - Chapter 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: Why Are You Calling Me Dusk?
The sky blue stallion touched down on a cloud ledge floating above Ponyville. In front of him was a large fluffy mansion. To some, it was a large structure in the sky, far more architecturally detailed than most buildings. To Rainbow Blitz, it was just a place to crash - sometimes literally. On this day, however, he wasn’t there to lounge around or sleep - he needed to pack his things and leave. The trip to Canterlot would be long, difficult, and not have nearly enough nap time. It would all be worth it in the end, since as much as he was enjoying the attention because of his new masculine body, Blitz wanted to be Dash again.
He entered the sky manor, surveying his surroundings. Even now, he noticed changes with his house. The living room was slightly messier than he was comfortable with. Empty food packaging littered the coffee table, while magazines laid casually on the floor. Blitz picked one up, looked at the page it was on, the
The 63rd Rune - Chapter 1The 63rd Rune - Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: How Could You Be So Wrong, Twilight?
Books and scrolls littered the floor of Ponyville’s library, leaving only a small path for Twilight to walk through. At the epicenter of the organized chaos was the unicorn herself, glancing between a large, old book and a partially finished chalk drawing on the ground. Occasionally she moved to a large stack of books detailing old languages and flipped through them, mumbling to herself as she cross-referenced symbols and details to a piece of parchment. After several more walks between her references and the near crumbling book she was so focused on, she grinned and took a piece of chalk with her magic.
“Now... I need to draw these runes just right...” Twilight said to herself, tracing an intricate pattern into the floor of the library. Beads of sweat were starting to form on her brow, from the concentration she was putting into the small piece of chalk scraping along the floor. Just a little more... she thought,
MMMR Chap 2: The Better CutMMMR Chap 2: The Better Cut4 months ago in Humor More Like This
Kaiba's Office, The Day after Tomorrow
"Congratulations, you killed a singing diamond," Kaiba mockingly complemented to a listening Roger Smith, "Considering that it nearly killed you and managed to destroy a fifth of the city, I ought to congratulate you somehow."
"Well, for starters," Roger placed a suitcase on the table and opened it to reveal a large stack of documents, "This is the list of charges, injuries and bills you could compensate us on. Which shouldn't be too hard to-"
"Oh look, a summary of damages and collateral that the battle produced," Kaiba commented with obviously fake curiosity, "Well I guess I can use your compensation charges to fund the repairs to the city."
"Wait a minute," Roger wasn't one to back down so easily, "Can't you pay for the damage yourself?"
"Yeah so?" As many now broke businessmen knew, Kaiba was also one to not back down.
"That's against ethical conduct isn't it?" Roger pointed out.
"Screw ethics, I have money." Kaiba s
Real MenThere ain't no real men anymore. I remember when men looked like men. They had the hair on their chest and they weren't afraid of it. These days men wax like pansies and all the girlies go chasing after the hairless fairies. Ha! My girl, she likes me the way I am, she likes the way I never use any of that sissy deodorant and come home smelling manly.Real Men5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I think Dwight might be leaving me for a man. He keeps going off on these rants about real men, and I've caught him looking at my vintage Playgirls a few times. And he keeps mentioning this bodybuilder guy Barry, who apparently is the epitome of a "real man." I don't think I'm masculine enough. I think I read somewhere that scrawny men like Dwane like masculine women.
I kept thinking this old geezer was gonna make a pass at me, the way he was staring. Then he tells me his wife started lifting weights. But chicks ain't supposed to do that! And then she stopped shaving her legs. I tell ya, the days of real women are long gone. Now th
InterviewWhat do you want?Interview4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The hell kind of question is that?
Well, you're here. You called this press conference. Obviously, you must have something in mind.
All we wanted for this press thing was to let you nooksuckers know: yes we're aliens, yes we've settled here on Earth, no we're not hostile. That's all. If there's gonna be a media explosion about us I'd at least like to be in control of when and where we set it off.
Still, there must be something your group wants. You're twelve kids holed up in an undisclosed location, there's gotta be something you need.
*sigh* I don't know. There's lots of stuff we need. There's lots of stuff we want. Nepeta wants a kitten. Can you get her a kitten?
Probably. It's human nature to want to help those in need, especially children.
Fucking retarded is what it is.
... alright. First, blanket statement: we're not going with your ridiculous military scientists. No poking, no prodding, no examinations, no experiments. I
The Devil Smiles: Part 2IV.The Devil Smiles: Part 21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I looked at her, my face must have been unreadable—and to this day, I’m not sure if I was angry, confused, or a bit of both—because she turned her attention to her hands and stared at them as she added, “Sometimes doing what’s right is the hardest thing in the world. Everyone tells you that but no one truly understands it. Sometimes doing the right thing means letting go and allowing yourself to be left with nothing, only because holding on is worse.” She paused. When she finally looked back up at me, I could swear even though she was dead her eyes were teary. “Sometimes holding on is a fate worse than death.”
That’s when I exploded. “Oh, is it? Well then tell me, why haven’t you killed yourself already? You could have if you wanted to. You still could. So why don’t you?”
She reached for my hand. “I want to be close to you.”
I pulled away. “Why?” I begged. “If you
FFM 2011, 29.7 - The Tower"Dora speaking."FFM 2011, 29.7 - The Tower4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Mrs. Appleby? This is Aimee Bonner. I don't know if you happen to remember me..."
"Ms. Bonner? Of course I remember you! You were my star pupil in the 7th form. I'm so glad to hear your voice."
"That's right! That's right, Mrs. Appleby. I'm glad you remembered me. Um. I know this isn't strictly according to procedures, but I was wondering if you could help me with...a thing."
"You're being awfully secretive, Aimee. I can't promise anything before you tell me what it is."
"Well, ah, you see, it's a matter of...uh...invading realities? Maybe I better explain...."
"Ms. Bonner, if you have a haunting or a poltergeist or anything of the kind, you really ought to be calling the authorities, not me."
"If you'll just let me explain Mrs. Appleby, please."
"Oh, very well."
"It's like this. I have a freezer in the cellar, where I keep frozen berries and mushrooms and things. It's quite roomy, although I usually manage to keep it filled to the brim. Anyway, I was going down there
TangleterrorsJade didn't mean to fall asleep - in fact, she'd been actively avoiding it.Tangleterrors4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
But it had been about three days, from her perspective. And god, she was so tired.
She blasted another imp, but there were so many battles. She had so much still to do.
And she was so tired.
She pulled her glasses off and scrubbed a hand over her eyes. So... tired...
Her knees hit the ground hard, and then her face -
- was falling through blackness.
She caught herself on nothing. No. Oh, no no no. Please, god no. Not here.
She looked around, but all she could see was black. Not just the absence of light - this was the kind of black that devours light, swallows it and licks its chops after. This was the kind of black that almost seems to writhe, to move of its own accord.
But the movement wasn't just a trick of the eye, the brain's way of coping with space that's truly empty.
Because this space wasn't empty.
A tentacle snaked around her wrist, and another around her ankle. She opened her mouth t
Most Confusing Sentence EverIm not saying were in danger, he said. Im just explicitly not saying that it wouldnt be wise not to worry about whether somebody did or did not do what they said they didnt did. Do. Can I start over?Most Confusing Sentence Ever6 years ago in Humor More Like This
Pretty colorsWhitePretty colors3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's something I see a lot here
Such pretty white walls everywhere
Even when I actually get to roam,
almost everything is white
Before I arrived here,
my sister and I got to see
so many colors
But my favorite one of them all
Pretty pretty red
I sit here, playing nice
imagining the day
that I will once again
see that color
I hear the screams
from down the hall
Perhaps that day
is not so far off
The Tell Tale HeartI feel the rhythm of his heart,The Tell Tale Heart2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
beneath the boards the beating starts;
as reason from my mind departs,
I fall apart, I fall apart.
The men who knocked upon my door,
not knowing what's beneath my floor
will want to settle up the score -
I do implore, I do implore
This guilt breaks conscience with my lie -
my wracking sobs and wretched sighs.
I never meant for him to die.
It was his eye, it was his eye!
Guide to the AneemeiHello. Today we'll be going into the depths of the jungle in search of an exotic and incredibly wild beast in its natural habitat. It is a very curious creature indeed, sometimes it takes great care to make itself the most noticeable thing in plain sight, other times it hides amongst us, camoflaging itself as "one of us." That is, until it is properly baited and/or the creature assumes it is only in the presence of other members of its species, in which it will then throw caution to the wind and commence returning to its true nature.Guide to the Aneemei5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That of the aneemeifayun.
In general, the aneemeifayun species is largely capable of human speech. However, it functions more like a 'second' language than anything else, only to be used when absolutely necessary. And even then, it is often sprinkled with an assortment of oddities from their first along with being somewhat broken and incomplete.
Some examples would include:
"omg disis sokawaii," possibly meaning, "This shit in front of me is fucking adorab
The Devil Smiles: Part 1I.The Devil Smiles: Part 11 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first memory I have of my older brother is of him fishing me out of a pool. I don’t remember if I jumped in or if I was pushed—all I remember is I couldn’t swim and I was thrashing around thinking I was going to die, when out of nowhere, I felt someone grab my arm and pull me, coughing and choking, to the surface. “It’s okay, buddy,” he said. “I gotcha.”
The memory’s remote. Nothing comes before and nothing comes after until years later. I used to suspect it was just a dream, until my brother brought it up. He was on a date and I was sitting in the backseat of his car because our parents made him take me with him, and when he stopped at a stoplight, he turned to his girlfriend who was riding shotgun and said, “You know, I saved Aiden’s life once.”
His girlfriend looked back at me like she didn’t know whether or not to believe him, and he caught my eye in the rearview mirror and said, “Ain’t
Long Distance Relationship..Long Distance Relationship..10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your so far, i wonder if i could ever have
you next to me.
I want to hold you, hug you, kiss you,
feel you so close to me.
I want to know how it feels to hold onto
you, i will never let go
if i could have you here.
I havent seen your eyes, your lips, your
hands, i need to see you!
I only have your voice by the phone, still
my love grows for you. I want to walk
next to you hold your hands, kiss your
lips, have you next to me.
I love you so much but your so far.
I will always be here no matter if your a
million miles away i will always be here!
Disease Called FriendshipIt took Karkat a very long time to fully understand the social castes of trolls. He knew the basics, but he did not comprehend what it meant for him until he grew older and wiser of the ways of the world.Disease Called Friendship4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
When he was young, he thought that all lusii were as careful as his own. Though he was cantankerous most of the time, whenever Karkat left to go play with another troll, his lusus would check over every inch of him to make sure he was presentable. Even stranger, if Karkat were to ever get the tiniest scratch or bruise, his lusus quarantined him in his room until it healed. It wasn't until later, when he mentioned it to one of his friends, a young yellow blood named Andros, that he discovered that it wasn't normal at all.
"That's a stupid reason for not coming out all day!" The other troll had sneered. "My lusus doesn't even care when I get a scratch! If I whine about it, he just hits me over the head and growls at me!" This perplexed Karkat. Was his lusus strange? And why was he so wo
Carpe DiemCarpe Diem3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Listen up for the sound of my voice
And rend the winds asunder with your battle cries
Within bitter-sweet victory, we shall rejoice
As our enemies surrender right before our eyes
If all the hope left in our blazing souls
Is consumed by the darkness of doubt and fear
Deep-seated regret will take a vicious toll
And all that we once were will simply disappear
So, I implore you, my most faithful comrades
Never give up in this long and restive war
Your relentless hearts are ironclad
And your exploits will persist forevermore
No matter the obstacle that may stand in our way
It shall be overcome by the force of our will
We will always live to fight another day
Piercing through the heavens with our spiritual drill
TFA - Sugar Rush"Sugar Rush"TFA - Sugar Rush7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ratchet sat back in his chair at the work station in the common room, a data pad in one hand and a can of oil in the other. His gaze followed Bumblebee as the yellow Autobot turned and posed in front of a giant mirror set up on the other side of the room. An oddly shaped black and red cloth cape hung off Bumblebee's back, Sari climbing over his shoulder struts to adjust it as needed.
"This has somethin' to do with that Halloween thing that kid has been going on about all week, doesn't it?" Ratchet muttered, his question directed to the still form of Prowl where the ninjabot crouched nearby on a work bench. Both of them had been watching the curious display before them for the last few minutes.
"I believe so, yes."
Ratchet frowned. "So the whole idea behind this Halloween thing is for all the human kids in the city to dress up like monsters and go door to door, getting free candy from adults?"
"Candy's got sugar in it, same as those drinks Sari gets from Burge
My HeavenSome say heaven is above the stars,My Heaven8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But I say it's right here:
Lying on your bed entwined,
You nuzzling my ear.
I say heaven is by your side;
With you, everything is perfect, right.
No harm can befall me,
No one enthralls me
Heaven's in your voice when you ask how I am
And you comfort me when my, "Good," doesn't sound true.
I say heaven is in your hands
When they're holding mine,
Rubbing my back,
Massaging my spine.
Heaven is in your very cells,
Embodied in your soul.
Without you I'm missing my stars;
Without you I'm not whole.
I say heaven is in your face,
On thy angel's lips;
They are the sun in space,
Encased in mine: Eclipse.
Some say heaven is beyond our minds;
Too much to imagine, to apply.
But I say it's you, allaying my fears,
Wiping my tears when I cry.
Heaven is as solid
As the Earth is packed;
You stand by me
When the odds are stacked.
Everyone needs a heaven
To love and belong with.
Some say they don't,
But that's just a myth.
Some say heaven is too far to see,
Why Coyotes Cry at NightWhy Coyote Cries in the NightWhy Coyotes Cry at Night10 years ago in Children and Teen More Like This
Long ago, as the world's first day drew to a close, there was only the moon to bring light to the dark veil of Night.
And all of the creatures, who had marveled at the wonders of the day, said "Well, the day is filled with all sorts of wonder, but Night is so dark. The clouds are hard to see, and even the moon will go away for a time, like tides." And all of the day creatures hid from the darkness, and all of the night creatures sighed, feeling that their time was unfinished, dull next to the day.
And Nature, taking to heart their thoughts, asked who we call Raven to decorate the nighttime sky, for she was a bird of twilight, awake during the day, but with midnight plumage. So Raven flew far and wide, searching for something beautiful with which she would decorate the sky. She would make the night beautiful, something which all creatures could look up and marvel at. So Raven decided to make stars, whic
on College and Life GoalsWould you consider buying a plane ticket before you know where you even want to go? Crazy, isn't it? But many artists consider taking on art school without a strong life goal. Without defining what you want most out of life, you'll never achieve it, and college certainly won't supply it. College is to supply you with the means to accomplish your goal, and if you don't have a strong goal, you'll flip-flop majors hoping to scrape up motivation along the way. By the end of it, you'll have gone through 4 (or more) years of indecision, having wasted a lot of money and time without having an idea of where to go in life next.on College and Life Goals3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
What, then, makes a strong life goal? Is it wanting to work at Disney? Is it wanting to create a famous comic book? Or maybe you want to just be a famous artist so you can rub it in the faces of all those who made fun of you in high school? These aren't life goals. If anything, they're short term goals, because they can be accomplished, finished, and done. A life goal is