True EqualsIvan gazed absentmindedly at the wood of the table, polished to a pristine quality, as was commonplace in Arthur's old palace. He could see his reflection, his own violet eyes staring almost eerily back through the glazed brown surface. They were void of feeling.True Equals5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Of course, the entire U.N had made an enormous fuss over Alfred's injuries, mostly due to shock. It was a truly rare thing when Alfred Jones entered a meeting covered in bandages and bruises, after all. This particular meeting had accomplished absolutely nothing, as Arthur was too busy grilling his younger brother as to the circumstances of his wounds with a chorus of Francis, Yao, Toris, and a very quiet Matthew, while Kiku dazedly examined the American for himself, eventually producing several antibiotics and pain medications from seemingly oblivion. The others, including Ludwig and Roderich, discussed quietly amongst themselves, eyeing Alfred's body and trying to deduce what manner of weapon had broken it. This lasted for a
What Comes Around Goes Around (REQUEST)This is a request! Read the description for details.What Comes Around Goes Around (REQUEST)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
***WARNING! CONTAINS MILD BLUEBERRY INFLATION AND MILD POPPING. DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ.***
The bell rang to the relief of hundreds of bored, paper-flicking school students, signalling the end of one lesson but the start of another. However, this only meant that the students were ever closer to home time, but there was one particular girl waiting for the home time bell more than anyone else. Stephanie was a brunette sophomore who didn't quite fit in with everyone else in her year, nor did she fit in with anyone else in any other year for that matter. She was a quiet, pretty girl, with a muffin top created by her skinny denim jeans, held up by a leather belt; she always wore the same long-sleeved blue top so she didn't reveal anything, except her slightly chubby hips. Stephanie was the perfect example of a well-behaved student, but her impeccible grades only r
The OriginalAnd so here we were in this jumbled place Mr. Wonka calls his inventing room. I already got the Everlasting Gobstopper that Slugworth asked for so I'm home free.The Original7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Violet Beauregarde the 3rd golden ticket holder thought as she walked over to a very weird contraption, fate had something in store for Ms. Beauregarde. She is wearing a light blue pantsuit with a wide red belt.
"Now over here, if you'll follow me,I have something rather special to show you."
"Well, it's special all right. I only hope my veruca doesn't want one." Mr.Salt jokingly said. I thought of saying something but she wanted to see what the machine does.
"What a contraption!" Mike Teevee said
"Isn't she scrumptious? She's my revolutionary, nonpollutionary, Mechanical wonder. Now, button, button, who's got the button?"Wonka asked.
"It's over there." Charlie answering Mr.Wonka.
They went on talking but I was too busy looking at this thing looked like a bunch of odds and ends, I bet it doesn't do anything." Vi
InsaneTwisted the Mind.Insane12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Distorted thoughts in me.
Changed I am now.
Multiply the personalities.
Crazy is the word.
Sane I am not.
Lost is my mind.
Scare you I will.
More of me?
Maybe just less of you.
Tormented in my own head.
You cannot realize,
Dairy Idol (Cow TF TG)It had been a long grueling day out in the desert, and as usual I was on my own. I was travelling with a group of fellow archeologists in order to check out an old tomb for some possible hidden treasure and artifacts. Unfortunately for me, I was stuck navigating this hot and musty old ruin by myself! My group had chickened out after watching The Mummy the night before, and decided against following me into the ruin. I made my way through the decrepit tomb, looking for some sort of special treasure to bring back. Sadly, searching ruins isn't as glamorous as they make it out to be in movies. There aren't any large caches of treasure, mystical artifacts, or Daedric weapons situated anywhere. It's a good thing that's the case, I'd hate to be transformed by some kind of weird magical artifact again!Dairy Idol (Cow TF TG)1 year ago in Sketches More Like This
I wandered through the ruins, and looked about for anything worthwhile. Finally, I found a strange room in the back of the ruins. Sitting in the middle of the room was a glistening golden statue
Valentine's Day 2010Valentine's DayValentine's Day 20106 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Tf story
Lorelei sighed as she marked off another day on her calendar. Tomorrow was the couple's day, Valentine's Day, another day where she would be alone again. She looked to her mirror and looked at herself, seeing her long fizzy brown hair curl around her face, her thick black rimmed glasses covering her freckled cheeks and her hazel-gray eyes. She was cute in her own sort of way but was probably a little to "academic" for the shallow crowd that occupied today's high schools, and she couldn't help but feel a little ostracized for being who she was. She focused on her studies because it was all she could do since her social life was little to non-existent. She wasn't one for make-up and all the fuss it takes just to be presentable for someone to notice and she hoped that eventually the right one will show up and like her for who she is.
Anyway she thought Valentine's Day was another scam by the retailers to get some misguided guy to pony up some extra money jus
Wevbn2000 Commission number 2"Move," the woman with the brown curls commanded irritably. Surprised, the elderly woman in front of her turned and blinked from behind her thick glasses.Wevbn2000 Commission number 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm sorry, young lady, these old bones can't move any faster."
"Then at least get out of the way," the woman scoffed, pushing past the old lady and stalking toward her seat.
Peggy frowned and checked the roster. Sue van Howler. Cripes. Everyone had heard of Sue van Howler; debutante, spoiled rich girl, all around horrible person who bullied everyone in her way, just because daddy gave her an allowance that was easily half the worth of a small country. To Peggy's shock, she realized that nobody was sitting near van Howler… probably because she'd gone and bought an entire row of seats, just to ensure that she didn't have to sit next to anyone.
"I don't know what kind of airline this is, anyway?" Sue van Howler complained loudly to no one in particular. "I mean, what kind of airplane doesn't have fi
Are You Missing"Are you missingAre You Missing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
-as she watched
with her hands
on the frozen
-as he sat quietly,
a week and a dayI couldn't stop thinking abouta week and a day4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the one time my friend said
in the light
my eyes look like honey.
I kept ending up in the
for some reason. What did you think?
And the dragonflies that kept
being near me. The first one landed
right next to me on the rock and
another one was
so close to my hand but
I scared it away.
I helped you build your bridge.
I didn't touch your hand today.
It's not that I didn't want to, but
I don't need help.
I'm strong and if I can walk
I'm going to walk.
In retrospect, that's ok. It's
probably better that way. Awkwardness.
Different from the incremental
dips in conversation that
you started filling with
You sigh a lot.
You said, "Maybe you should search that.
Why people sigh so much."
In all honesty, I don't think
Google will tell me
what's on your mind.
I fell and you asked me
if I was ok. It took me
a few seconds and a few
unsure steps but
I could walk. I could
balance on the log and
I made it across, even when you said
"I'll go first."
Pray for EthiopiaEthiopia is a landlocked country in the horn of Africa.Pray for Ethiopia4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
It is bordered by Eritrea in the north, Djibouti and Somalia in the east,
Sudan and South Sudan in the west, and Kenya in the south.
The capital is Addis Ababa.
The population is over 84, million.
Over 80 different languages are spoken in Ethiopia.
The famous Queen of Sheba was said to be from Ethiopia.
Christianity has been in Ethiopia since the 1st century.
In 325 A.D. Ethiopia became the first major empire to officialy convert to Christianity.
The Ethiopian Orthodox Church has survived for centuries, mostly cut off
from Christians around the world and surrounded by Islamic nations.
33.5% Ethiopian Orthodox
This Is Judgementhttp://sta.sh/0saqflm5hweThis Is Judgement1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Be proud of who you are
And don't let anyone
Tell you other wise
Accept respect with a smile,
And don't listen to the hatred -
Let neither get to your head.
There is no true respect
In acceptance and hatred,
To be pointing out who you are
In any positive or negative way
Is still treating you
Like the outcast
You know you aren't.
We are all human.
Some humans were born
Genetically not who they are.
Some humans were born
Genetically the same as who
They feel they are.
Some humans are girls
Who love girls,
Some humans are girls
Who love boys.
Some humans are boys
Who love girls,
Some humans are boys
Who love boys.
Judging is not disrespect,
Judging is not noticing.
Judging id picking out outcasts
In a world where we are all human.
The Doctor Botched My EssayThe Doctor Botched My Essay4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Well after my previous infraction
You'd think I'd be more cautious
But apparently, it was not so
'Cause I suddenly felt nauseous
I left my essay doc open
Took my compy on the TARDIS
The Doctor accidentally locked the door
It couldn't be hard, this
At last he was able to let me in
And I sat down and typed
While he piloted the spaceship
I watched as Geoff was sniped
But suddenly, the TARDIS lurched
And across my keyboard he fell
It powered down, I hadn't saved
That moment made me unwell
He got up immediately
And tried to apologize
I just glared at him and stored it
With guilt present in his eyes
But his face was so adorable
I grinned and shook my head
I said "I can't stay mad, Doctor
When your face is that shade of red"
He chuckled as I got rid of my compy
We rattled around the stars
Around the universe we went
And we popped off a while at Mars
As you can tell, I'm not at home
I'm on the TARDIS, writing this
When you think of my previous draft, well
I doubt you'll be reciting this
Remember ReachA wise man once said that the natural state of man is war. Peace, he added, is just a time for preparation.Remember Reach5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I don't think anything could have "prepared" us for what happened, though maybe Armageddon. Yeah. Armageddon might have whipped us into shape.
Harvest fell. In a storm of fire and alien hatred, it fell, and millions of lives fell with it.
Nobody saw it coming. I mean, there are spooks and spies and masterminds high up in the hush-hush intelligence bracket, but I doubt even the smartest sleuth out of all of 'em could have seen the way it played out. It just happened. It happened, and all we could do was sit there, paralyzed, during the whole ordeal.
Correction: not all of us sat there and gaped like fishes. A few good men and women went to do something about it. They were the bravest of the brave the cream of the crop, as my grandmother would put it. They went into the valley of the shadow without a second thought, doing their duty to protect and preserve their f
10 reasons why Islam sucks1- Medieval islamic kingdoms were the most advanced Indo-European civilasation. Now all islamic nations are shitholes filled with psychotic cry babies.10 reasons why Islam sucks5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
2- They can't spell "jews" right: http://shorthand-hero.deviantart.com/art/Ignorance-148940040
3- The islamic values are the exact opposite of democracy. If Sharia law triumphs, its bye bye to all freedom.
4- Many muslims are obsessed with death. They must have a psychological need to kill, otherwise they wouldnt be so damn violent.
5- Islam is hypocrital; as far as I am concerned a "religion of peace" shouldn't be responsible for the death of anyone, yet many muslims waste their time threatning or killing people.
6- Not all muslims are terrorists, but according to statictics most terrorist groups are islamic in nature.
7- Traditional muslims often rule out white people as muslims because they consider it a racial religion. Yet we have many caucasian and indonesian dumbasses serving as extremists.
8- Besides homophobia and sexism, there
Don't Drink the Water"And here we have the level 5 tech weapons armory," explained the monotoned Galvin tour guide showing Kevin, Gwen, and Ben through one of the Plumber recruit training centers. Or at least he was supposed to be.Don't Drink the Water4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Gwen suddenly turned around looking concern. She had noticed that there had been no wise cracking, complaining, or boasting for the last few minutes. "Where is Ben...?" She said obviously annoyed. "Bathroom?" Kevin said more concerned about the weapons cache and checking out Gwen's behind then he was in tracking Ben.
"You aren't sure are you..." she said glaring at Kevin. "Um...no..." Kevin responded guiltily. The galvin jumped up on Kevin's shoulder. "If I might interject, I think we may have lost the wielder of the Ultimatrix somewhere around Automated Dehydrated Consumables Dispenser," their guide droned on. "The what?" Kevin asked confused. "I think he means the mess hall," Gwen said face palming. The three quickly made their way back to the mess hall.
As they entered, they
Illusion, a Halo fanfic"Ha. Beat that."Illusion, a Halo fanfic5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The man paused for a millisecond before moving his next piece, brow furrowed as he contemplated his newest strategy. The holographic chess set flickered as he tapped a black square and his knight moved there, then he withdrew his hand and folded his arms, daring his opponent to make her move.
Cortana's "eyes" narrowed and she gave a little huff, moving a castle to counter her adversary's advance. "That was just luck and you know it," she declared, a hint of frustration in her smooth voice. The AI, only a few inches tall on the board, rested a "hand" on the nearest bishop and cocked her head. "I'd love to see the gears turning inside that thick skull of yours, but sadly I don't have X-ray vision. What's your plan?"
"Winning," the old man muttered, then moved a pawn.
Cortana snorted and promptly captured the pawn with a pawn of her own. "Right. You are predictable if anything," she sighed. "But you know you can't beat the best mind around, right?"
"I can try."
Through the looking glassIs this all real?Through the looking glass3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is this sensation we feel?
Are we just reliving the life we once lived?
Did we die already and just get revived?
Who once decided what's left and right?
Who sees everything in black or white?
Is this whole world just a dream?
Is this all part of some scheme?
The answers to the questions were not written in ink
It always changes no matter how much you think
Because you're neither right nor wrong
People have been searching for answers for so long
Laws and rules,
Are just some of our tools
Tools to make this world seem more vast
If they are not believed in then they are just the past
Do we have some weird ideal?
Are we nothing yet real?
An answer is that ''we are'' therefore we exist
But that doesn't always mean we can coexist
Searching for answers can lead us to depression
But when we find the answer, do we remember what is the question?
Revenge of the BalloonsOkay folks! This is my first story based solely on a request. I hope this one lives up to the expectations of the one who asked me to write it, and I hope you all enjoy as well!Revenge of the Balloons9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
As always, I love feedback!
Revenge of the Balloons
Carissa was a beautiful young woman, one that could have appeared on the cover of any fashion magazine in the world had she chosen a career in modeling. She had honey gold hair, smooth, flawless skin, grey-blue eyes, and a delicate lips that framed a generous, sensual mouth. Her breasts were big and round, firmly held in place by the young muscle of her chest, muscle she kept up by working out regularly. She could have any man she wanted, and she had, but she was not concerned with men right now. At 22, she had found a job she was enjoying completely, one she thought she would love to be in for several years to come.
Carissa was a clown, the kind you see at
Daleks Exterminated My ProjectDaleks Exterminated My Project4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
After I came back home
From my adventure with a Time Lord
I was soon followed by a race
That never leave you bored
As I put the final touches on
My lovely diorama
I heard a voice call me to dinner
I could've sworn it was Gramma
But when I came downstairs, I saw
Five metal aliens
The worst of the Doctor's foes
The Daleks, who sound like Australians
They spotted me and screamed that word
"Exterminate!" I ran upstairs
But it was too late, my project was ashes
And I think I grew gray hairs
Luckily, the Doctor saved me again
Just as a Dalek snuck up
Being so lucky for this fate
I feel kinda stuck up
In a battle of epic proportions
I saved all time and space
With the Doctor and his sonic screwdriver
Shooting all over the place
He returned me home (again)
And warned me to be cautious
The thought of being attacked again
It really makes me nauseous
What could I have done at 12:30
But fall asleep and brood?
It's just a pile of soot...
I'm sorry I'm in a bad mood
I worked so hard on it, I know
A Pagan Love SongBeneath the mists of a moonlit nightA Pagan Love Song4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
upon the wind your voice calls my name
through a fog of dreams I came,
into the Winter's distant shore beside your firelight,
through Autumn's red-orange, your eyes aglow,
by moon tide boundless the ocean's song
with ancient rhythms which carry us along,
the Great Rite begun, as one our bodies flow,
within another world I see you face,
in sorrow and joy entwined we remain
wandering lost in timeless space,
with a memory like falling drops of rain,
so here in a world forgot shall we stay
and amid the ruins we will greet the day.
rawtake backraw7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your pretty love
until my lips bloom
scrape me raw
this itch until
i was six years oldand pulling my blue jeans oni was six years old5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when the BOMBS
dropped that day.
dogs became heroes
thousands were helpless
mourners, uniting them in
the same sad way.
it seemed so far from home
but quite the story
when the Twin Towers fell.
all was ash,
words were rash;
the heart of America
was an empty shell.
Story Concept: Far From CuteStory Concept: Far From Cute4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Welcome to Adoraborealis: the happiest place in the universe.
This is no idle boast. It is the most joyful, prosperous, friendly location in all of reality by function and design. The prime species, Fluffykins, are kindly, generous, fun loving and utterly guileless with a nigh fanatical devotion to good will, sharing and friendship. The deity-like being Pixxie has long maintained the perfect harmony of the seasons and weather as well as personally devoting what time she can to solving her subjects problems. Everyone is content with their lot, live peacefully in their means, and regard each other and life in general with equity and jubilation. Even the unruly fauna of The Hinterlands is rarely enough of a nuisance to break the day-to-day celebration of life.
Adoraborealis is the brainchild of animator/visionary Marlowe Sterling, who wasn't quite expecting his children's show Wonder-Full to be so successful. Some how this little guileless series has found an audience among every key d
Cybermen Stole My HomeworkCybermen Stole My Homework4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I'm sorry that I don't have the
Assignment that is due
But the thing is, I couldn't get it
And today is when I'll rue
I was trying to start it when
A spaceship came into view
I looked out my window and saw this
Odd thing not colored blue
These 'grey' aliens stepped out
And demanded my papers
For on those sheets I had written
A code to help their capers
When I said "no, I need it more"
They all pulled out their lasers
Right then and there, I prayed to God
I needed cops with tasers
But as they reached out to me
I stepped back into a box
A blue 1960s police box
But the inside gave me shocks
There were wires on the ceiling
And a power core in the center
When I asked for Mary Magdalene
No no, I really meant her
A strange man with an E.T. look
Helped me up and said 'hello'
He called himself The Doctor and
Asked "what's your name, good fellow?"
I told him that I was a girl
Even with my bob-styled hair
He looked a bit embarrassed
When he realized he shouldn't stare
He ran back to the power cor