The DictatorSitting in a palatial wardroomThe Dictator3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Surrounded by bullet-ridden walls
He watches the latest soap opera
Tearing up as he learns
That Jeffy won't be playing football again
Fool the people
Play the game
Before you knock
Tell me my name
His guns are shiny
His shoes are too
His teeth are capped in platinum
His arms are tattooed
Fool the people
Play the game
Showering with filthy billions
Still you reek of shame
It's the U.S. on Line 1
It's the Kremlin on Line 2
Is my yacht ready
Make sure it's stocked with champagne
Fool the people
Play the game
Are you winning
As you run in vain?
Schmoozing with the debutantes
Of Princes in your land
They bow to kiss your ring
Isn't life grand?
As choppers cut down the rabble
Thrill to the 30mm auto-cannon serenade
Blood fills the gutters
And new orphans weep, afraid
Fool the people
Play the game
Satan has your table ready
At the Chateau d' Profane
Cameras flash as reporters query
Do you still intend to parry
The critique of your sty
My Murderous FriendsDraw your swords you murderous men.My Murderous Friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Draw nigh with your arrows dipped in poison.
Let your lying lips come close to my ear.
Let your deceitful eyes meet mine.
The time has come once again.
The time to reveal your true nature.
You live to shed blood, my "friends".
You live to watch me suffer.
Come now, and pierce my heart once again,
with words that slaughter my very soul;
that cause my life to bleed out inside of me,
with rivers of tears that seem to have no end.
Come. Stare at my suffering,
with pitiless eyes that know no empathy;
with lips shaped in joyous smiles.
With laughter and joy, dance around my pain.
Your venomous words penetrate my being.
I stumble from all the pain of your poison.
Light and life is slowly drained.
Shrouding me in darkness
Have I pleased you now my "friends"?
In the midst of my pain, I see you laughing.
Surely my suffering was not in vain,
For you are happy.
The earth is made drunk by my blood.
Blood shed to satisfy your evil thirst.
You wield weapons t
As If Nothing HurtIt had been just another Saturday afternoon in the peaceful state of Virginia, site of Alfred's oldest and most historical of all his houses. The sun shone brightly in a cloudless sky as the trees and flowers waved in a slight breeze. Birds sang from branches above and squirrels chattered busily, and the grass in a nearby field danced elegantly in a surprise gust, sending butterflies free-flying into the air.As If Nothing Hurt5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nothing about that day could have yielded a warning about the horror Arthur was going to find when he finally reached Alfred's colonial home.
Outside the house, the birds still sang and the frogs in the pond still croaked happily, going about their daily business. The sun still shone. There wasn't an ominous darkness about the place, and it wasn't locked up or shut in either. All the windows were uncovered and open, filling the house with the fresh air and natural chorus. The world was utterly peaceful.
That is, until a gunshot rang out.
The sound sent Arthur at least two feet int
ComposedComposed2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Auri jerks out of bed for a moment and glances around the her dark bedroom, waiting for her eyes to adjust. She sits up in bed and yawns before she reaches for the light switch on her lamp nearby when she hears a sudden creak of metal outside. The Four freezes for a moment and listens hard.
She hears the creak again only this time it is fainter, sounding off farther down.
Is someone trying to get in? the commander thinks to herself as she gets out of from under the warm covers. Once her bare feet hit the cold metal flooring, she's grateful she had slept in warm clothes. The winters at this base were brutal, the captain had told her and he was right. The Four reaches into her nightstand nearby and picks up her pistol before she pads quietly across the room to her door. She eases it open and glances out. Blue eyes squint into the darkness before she opens the door.
Silence greets the Spartan as she steps out into the dark hallway. She looks left and right before walking forw
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
Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 1The feminine figure laid on her bed, examining the white walls of her quarters,seeing all the pictures that crest had drew for her.On these pictures where figures,two with black banged hair, one with white hair with silver streaks,and one with a red goatee,short hair,and a sinister hell-hound smile,like that of a hungry wolf stalking its prey,getting ready for the kill.Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 13 years ago in Settings More Like This
She turned on her back and looked at the white ceiling,sighing.She began to close her eyes as everything around her went silent and dark.
She awoke in a forest that seemed endless.The trees where all dead,gray,lowering down sometimes.She picked herself up and began to walk trying to find anyone in this dead forest.Suddenly a figure was seen,a small girl.She came close to her and reached out for her.
It was no female,it was a silhouette of a young girl.She wore a white dress,and held a stuffed bear.She began running.
The female however looked at her hand,and saw a JERICHO MK IV claw.She saw it, she was in the Shinagami a
Valentine's Day 2010Valentine's DayValentine's Day 20105 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
ODST Brotherhood prolugeWell...its been a year since reach....since i lost many friends and family,since i lost the love of my live,and...since i nearly lost my entire squad.But,i made a soul promise,i'd protect them with my life. I've had to many losses,but that ends this day.Heh listen to me rant i forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jack Christopher noeland.I'm and ODST (orbital drop sock trooper)i was a army soldier on reach....but thats past me now,i cant tell you the horrible memories i saw on that planet.Well anyways let me give you the rundown.Im a commander,and im with a unsc division thats always been known as the best of the best 1st disivion wolf pack.In second in command,and my right hand man,is my childhood friend,Dibs dubbo.He's austrailian,mean,and ready to kill the covenant,just the soldier i need for the second in command.He carries a pretty mean shotgun,its from when we where on reach,the special thing about it,is that it as tree barrels on it.He regrets what happened to us onODST Brotherhood proluge4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Fortitude And Faith“Nileas!” Ausrius bellowed again. He could find no trace of his fellow, even with his enhanced senses, and helmet overlay. No trace of the daemon either.Fortitude And Faith3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He surveyed the cavern again, slowly re-examining all the corners. He checked the load in his bolter, and advanced, weapon at the ready, continuing to scan in visible light, infrared, and wireframe overlay. The ripples and folds of the tunnel played tricks on the mind, casting odd shadows and concealing entire caverns behind seemingly solid formations of stone.
“Nileas,” he voxed again. “Brother, do you copy?” Likewise the dense rock played havoc with the vox net. He had no contact with his squad commander, or Imperial forces on the surface, and, up until a quarter-hour ago, only intermittent contact with his battle brother, and that plagued by static. Now it seemed that too was gone.
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
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
Zombie Country. Chapter 2.Zombie Country. Chapter 2.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Should we all go?" Splash asked.
"No, that'd be too dangerous." Vex sighed, he looked at Arya and then her body, Arya gave him a look and Vex caught it.
"No, no, maybe you should go because you're smaller." Vex suggested and Splash scoffed.
"But she's a female!"
"That doesn't matter. She's smaller so she has less a chance of being seen and-," Vex started but Splash cut him off.
"I don't care if she's smaller! I'm smarter!" Splash hissed.
"If zombies go after her, she probably has a chance of slipping between small spaces and getting away. Or even hiding." Vex hissed and Splash folded his arms.
Arya opened the back of the truck, the streets were deserted and a few of the shops windows had been smashed open. Vex handed her a large bag, "Just incase you find anything. Just get things that you think we'd need."
She slipped out of the truck with her bow in hand and the bag strapped to her back. Vex and Splash watched her as she pushed open the stores door gently and slid inside.
Requiem: Death LettersRequiem: Death Letters4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leeds is the first awake. Shadows of his dreams still echo in his eyes when he paces into the kitchen and startles her.
"You're too quiet." She smiles.
He doesn't. "Did you sleep?"
"I couldn't," she says.
He just nods. She pours him coffee. He drowns it in milk and sugar. They welcome the morning in companionable silence.
"I wanted to be there for him." It's a whisper. He stares at the coffee mug in his hands, seeing something very different. "I saw him get hit. I wanted to be there so bad. I would have gone in, but Vance held me back. Probably saved my life.
"Zack." He stops, almost overwhelmed, then forces himself to go on. "I would do anything for him. I would die for him. But I couldn't be there." His eyes are rimmed with tears.
She lays her hand over his.
Leeds wipes his face.
Addiction, updatedA grey, haggard dawn.Addiction, updated6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Already you struggle with the rebirth
It almost seemed that the impetuous
rush, the flash flood of consciousness,
had lifted you so high that you
could hear the very conversation
of the gods.
Now your ears are beset with jeering echoes
of bitter words, silent, scathing judgments
from tongues the earth has stilled.
The empty city spreads like a mausoleum
around you, its indifferent streets sprawling.
The winds keen scalpel probes the shallow
skin of clothing, insufficient to preserve your
bodys dwindling heat.
Still you know that you can purchase
yet another dose of freedom from
the curse of ailing flesh. Icarus fell
only once from the zenith of his sky.
WaterproofA thousand poems in the rainWaterproof5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and it seems plausible
that the words should rise where the water falls.
Did you make them waterproof?
A thousand poets in the rain
have lost their belief in impossibilities,
that their voice could be heard over myriads of raindrops.
They stare at the sky and hope to turn waterproof.
A thousand raindrops fall from the sky
and smile at the words they are passing,
at the voices that sing with their sound.
Who said that they need to be waterproof?
Re: Remembering NobleI.Re: Remembering Noble4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't an impending air raid, but it sure sounded like one. The girl moaned and rolled over in her bed, eyes fluttering open unwillingly. She tried to reach for her alarm clock, but got tangled in her sheets and, in the ensuing struggle to get free, fell out of bed, taking the covers with her. She landed in a heap on the floor and made an "oof" sound, then extricated herself awkwardly and staggered to her feet, finally able to turn the hated device off.
It was 6:00 in the morning, still dark outside. The chilly morning air bit at the girl's bare toes, and she picked up her covers and crawled back into bed, muttering under her breath. She burrowed down into the pile of bedclothes and shut her eyes, eager to drift back into blissful dreams...
Then a dash of ice-cold water hit her across the face and she screamed, bolting upright in a panic, only to hear male laughter erupt a few feet away.
"Kristof!" the girl shouted, wiping her face, then cringing as the light came on and temporar
You Might Be A Liberal If...You Might Be A Liberal If YouYou Might Be A Liberal If...5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
think the government can spend its way out of debt.
believe we need to fight big business with big government.
claim not to be a socialist, but still want the government to regulate the economy.
defend Obama by arguing "you only hate him because he's black!"
criticize people who call Obama "Hitler," yet had no problem calling Bush "Hitler."
worship wealthy celebrities who preach redistribution of wealth.
think Janeane Garofalo is as intelligent as she is attractive (on second thought, that's an accurate analogy).
think Fox News is biased because Keith Olbermann told you it was.
threw out your radio when Air America went off the air.
think Sarah Palin is the devil incarnate.
label every conservative as a fascist, yet possess no understanding of fascism.
think Bush was the dumbest president ever, yet was smart enough to orchestrate the largest inside job that is allegedly 9/
Eyes1Eyes6 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
You are my mystery,
I cant tell you what I see
when you gaze at me.
Im lost in our dialogue,
lapped by our wordlessness.
Eyes speak quietly,
yet to be explored.
Desire like electricity,
Lightning flash between our eyes
These empty eyes
have seen too much. Once they smiled,
dancing, full of life.
Now they stare from blank faces
white as kabuki make-up.
The destructive trance
of war has stunned them, their youth
has been stolen away.
These eyes, still living, able
only to see shades and death.
Moon StruckGalileo examined the stars at night,Moon Struck4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
he used his telescope. What a sight!
His priest refused to look. Alert to heresy,
he was terrified of what he might see.
Out of UnderwearThis happened when I was 12Out of Underwear3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was a school day and my alarm went off waking me up when I didn't want to. So I got out of bed and opened my wardrobe and looked in my underwear draw and noticed that I had no underwear left "Oh crap" I said to myself. I rushed down stairs "Mum I'm out of underwear what do I do?" I asked "Why don't you borrow one of Emma's (little sis)" she replied "They will be to tight" I responded "How about one of Max's?" she suggested "What!? Your joking right, I'm not going to school wearing boys underwear" I responded with a surprised face "Well it's either that or nothing and I'm sure nothing would be worse" she said. "Fine what can I borrow?" I asked with a disappointed look on my face "Well I'm sure he has some spare tighty whities" she answered "........Fine" I angrily responded knowing I hate tighty whities. So I rushed back up stairs and opened my brother's underwear draw just as he walked in "What are you doing?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face "I g
Backstage - Human!Freddy Fazbear x ReaderBackstage - Human!Freddy Fazbear x ReaderBackstage - Human!Freddy Fazbear x Reader8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
You hadn't really worked in Freddy Fazbear's pizza for very long, it wasn't really a place you were interested in, being an adult and having an overall hatred for pizza in general, but all that changed when your little cousin almost dragged you to the place after blackmailing you with some strange fanfiction he found on your computer. He would tell you everything about each of the characters, saying how each of them had their own personalities and how nice they were to him and his friends, oh you believed him! At least to a certain extent... To be fair you thought they were just guys in costumes, good lord you had never been so wrong.
Each of the people on stage appeared to be performers playing the parts of the characters, apparently there had been some kind of accident with the animatronics they used to use so instead they hired actors and entertainers to give the kids something to watch and interact with.. Without the fear of, oh I don't kno
ImpulseI stood impassively besideImpulse6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the open grave, as though
I had forgotten who had died,
my face blank as a headstone
that has yet to be inscribed.
There was no more you, nor would
there ever be. Unlooked for solitude
was burying me, unseasonal snow
entombed the pleasure garden
we had planted and shared.
I held the unseemly impulse in check,
that might have thrown my body
to the bottom of the pit where
your corpse was lying neatly boxed.
Instead I dropped in my watch,
useless now that time had stopped.