Just Because I'm a MormonJust because I'm a MormonJust Because I'm a Mormon8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not gay
I'm not anti-opinionated
I'm not a suck-up.
Just because I'm a Mormon
Don't discriminate against me
Don't expect me to be perfect
Don't think I'm stuck-up.
Just because I'm a Mormon
Don't judge my church by my actions
Don't think I'm arrogant
Don't think I have no freedoms.
Just because I'm a Mormon
I'm not confined
I'm not conformed
I'm not going to condemn you.
Just because I'm a Mormon
Don't think I'm oblivious
I'm not all flowers and sunshine
Don't think I'm prejudiced.
Just because I'm a Mormon-
Treat me like a Christian would.
Human Nature: Chapter 1 A large red fox morph entered the control room, the black and purple color of his uniform denoting his rank. He scanned the area with a pair of blue eyes, which soon set upon a striped feline wearing a black and blue uniform. He opened his muzzle to address the yellow-furred cat, Lieutenant Shortail, what is the status of this planet?Human Nature: Chapter 18 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The feline turned around to face the speaker. Her ears were folded back slightly and her expression told the fox that the news was not all good, Well, the planet is inhabitable, she said, her brown eyes refusing to meet his own, but its most advanced creatures seem to be at constant war with each other, the two of them were silent for a while, Commander, may I be frank? The cat morph said, biting her lower lip and brushing some black hair out of her face.
The fox nodded, Yes. What is it?
Tempus and ShankarI walked along the surface of a planet, humming a song underneath my breath. It was a mostly dead rocky planet. There were some forests, but not many. That was the way I liked it.Tempus and Shankar3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I heard some boots scuffling behind me. My ears perked up. Without a second thought, I sprouted my wings and flew up into a nearby tree. I peeked out behind a branch, looking for my stalker.
Hm. Where did they go?
Someone tapped my shoulder.
I squealed and fell out of the tree, falling roughly on my green rump. I growled angrily. Nobody messed with the magnificent Shankar!
I looked up in the tree I fell down from. There was an adult up there with pointed ears, funny hair, golden eyes, and dressed with multiple layers of fancy clothes. Those adults! Always so mean to me!
I rubbed the back of my yellow head. "What's your problem?"
He smiled and hopped down from the tree, helping me up, "Sorry."
"Humph. You're lucky I've got a hide. You could've killed me." I said, crossing my arms indignantly. I looked up. I su
The Dragon Slave of The Basinite FjordsThe Dragon Slave of The Basinite Fjords2 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The very air rippled as the leathery whip came whistling down along Shara's exposed midsection. With a cringing thwack the barbed torture tool lashed her belly again and again. Blood sprayed and sapphire scales were rent violently from her flesh, falling onto the hard stone floor in a collective pile. Shara growled away the seething pain that gutted her away but stubbornly refused to whimper. A whimper expressed defeat and in the sadistic eyes of her tormentors, defeat was what they strove to implant within her.
A rasping voice dragged Shara away from the nightmare of the whip and into a world full of misery. "That's enough. I wish to speak with it."
Shara's body hurt all over and her head swam with nausea as she turned her neck to see a small, obsidian colored creature approach her. The creature bore a disturbing visage and obsidian ornate armor as black as his skin. He tugged his beard a long while, studying the fruits of his work that lay in a pathetic heap be
For ArgoniaFor Argonia3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
At one time, the Dark Elves of Morrowind thought it was wise to commit the atrocity of slavery. For many years, they made a business of capturing and enslaving members of the Argonian species. Needless to say, this could not go unpunished for long, as the Dark Elves were well aware when they witnessed the largest Argonian military force ever seen approaching their capital.
As chaos ensued in the streets, one of the Argonian warriors entered an ancient prison building searching for individuals to set free. Looking around, he noticed that the small building contained only one dank prison cell in the corner of the room. Seeing the two Argonians trapped inside, he hastily approached the cell and broke down the rusty, barred door.
"Thank you!" exclaimed a light-scaled female named Meesei. "We knew that our people would find us!"
"As soon as we heard the conflict outside, we knew that our vengeance had come," added her husband Nekanza, sitting in a dark corner of the cell.
5 Common Stylistic Mistakes of Novice WritersI am not the most experienced or best writer in the world. I'm only a student and spend my days surrounded by other people who all want the same thing I do; to get better at writing. I've improved a lot over the last few years and picked up several invaluable pieces of advice for my writing style from various sources: online guides, published novels, critique and lessons from lecturers.5 Common Stylistic Mistakes of Novice Writers2 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I still make mistakes and I doubt I'll ever stop improving my writing style. These bits of advice are basic, but the examples I give are from (except for one obvious exception) pieces of work that a few of my course mates have read out in seminars. With that in mind and a quiet evening to motivate me, I made a list of five traps that novice writers often fall into without realising until it's pointed out.
They key to this list, though, is moderation rather than complete avoidance. These are general rules of thumb, not laws set in stone; there's a time and a place for everything. They key thing that peop
Wind's Heart 7- New MeetingsI do not in any way own Legendz, the characters, or related indicia as they are the sole property of and © Bandai Visual. The character "Brandon" is the creation of eragon13666. The character "Matt" is the creation of Shuu777. The character "Dani" is the creation of Lunarqua. All unrelated characters are my own creation, so please don't use them without my permission.Wind's Heart 7- New Meetings5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Brandon had cooked up a marvelous feast of fettuccine alfredo, garlic bread, and his personal specialty, tie-dye dumplings. All three of them sat at the large table in the kitchen, Shiron sitting on the floor at one end, as a chair would hardly support his weight, and Serenity and Brandon on either side.
"Wow, Brandon, this alfredo sauce is fantastic!" Sam said, taking in a large mouthful of noodles. "And the bread is absolutely amazing!"
"No problem," Brandon said modestly. "To be honest, those are some of the easier dishes to make. The dumplings, on the other hand, are a bit trickier. How do you like them, Shiron?"
Always AlrightShe is gone.Always Alright3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Trapped in another world, so close and so, so far away from him.
It takes a minute to sink in, a minute with his forehead, hands, hearts pressed up against that featureless white wall.
He doesn't know which is more blank, that wall or his face.
He pulls away, her face surfacing to the forefront of his memories and he knows he'll never forget it no matter how long he travels or if he never even sees her again.
His brilliant beautiful human is really gone forever this time and it's his fault. But he pushes off the wall and sets himself to fixing this world, this world without Rose Tyler in it, this world that will never again see her wonderful smile.
He has to move on; but he can't. He knows he never will. The only thing he can do for the moment is to go back to his beautiful ship like he had so many times before , take solace in the TARDIS's familiar green glow and know that somewhere, somewhen, Rose Tyler is alive and is moving on with a whole family and maybe an empty hea
ERBoH Raven vs Pinkie PieERBoH Raven vs Pinkie Pie3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISTORY
Raven: Look me in the eyes, All hell will rise
Says your girly show's a curse
I brought twice the "super" back in Supernatural demise
who needs to shoot the general first?
I'll be aiming for the horse, hrm
Make that small horse, since when could boys
Fall for these toddler aimed decoys?
Even your name, Pinky Pie
gives me thoughts I'm really a guy
if I had to choose amidst
watching your show and ending earth
why do you think my Father's fists
made us all once assume the worst?
Pinkie Pie: What's up, Party Ponies?
First I'd like to make a shout out to all the Bronies!
Who the hay died and made you ruler?
Everypony knows we make things 20% cooler!
You may look like Twilight Sparkle with your book,
But you can rap as well as a Tamaranean can cook
You're just an Evil Enchantress
who does lousy dances
and when I look into your eyes
I see you peeing your pantses
Cause we're Friendship is Magic, not flippin' Jer
Ninth!DoctorxRose Fix You (Request)Ninth!DoctorxRoseNinth!DoctorxRose Fix You (Request)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
When you try your best but you don't
When you get what you want but not
What you need.
When you feel so tired but you can't
Stuck in reverse.
Rose looked at the Doctor. He looked so broken, and tired. He always told her that he was fine, and that she should worry about herself. She kept her gaze on him, her broken Doctor. She knew that he felt as though he's failed her, but he hasn't. He will never fail her. He looked stuck, like he couldn't move forward. Like, he refused to move forward. She hated seeing him like this it made her feel terrible.
And the tears come streaming down
When you lose something you can't
When you love someone but it goes to
Could it be worse?
She saw the tears streaming down his face. She can't recall a moment where he's been so upset. He's lost something, but she doesn't know what it he's lost. She knew that he lost his planet, and his people, but she knew that wasn't
The Watcher in Shadow Part 4The Watcher in Shadow Part 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Watcher in Shadow Part 4
Main Characters: John and Sandra
Secondary Characters: Ben and Gertrude
Warning: This contains soft dragon vore, a transformation, and slight nudity.
John's eyes closed for a few seconds and then reopened. Closed and reopened again. He was dozing. He gave himself a few small slaps to wake himself, but it did little to stop the debt that he owed to his tired body. John has had many problems sleeping ever since they came to this town. It wasn't the fact that his bed was uncomfortable, it was because his dreams were what usually deprived him of rest. Sometimes they were of home, sometimes they were of family, but more often than not they were of her. John tried to block the thoughts out of his brain, however they inevitably wormed their way into his consciousness. Her John and Ben had discussed their equally strange experiences with the black dragon. Through Ben, John also discovered that she called herself Sandra, a proper introduction that John h
16/6/2012 RoleplayThe sun shone brilliantly over the eastern horizion as a new day began to dawn in Skyrim. Deep within the forests of The Rift, an explorer from Black Marsh waited, his scales gleaming with reflected sunlight. He was outfitted rather unusually by Skyrim's standards, wearing the flawless, brilliantly polished Argonian armor and weapons that were normally only seen in his homeland. Noga by name, the explorer eagerly awaited his comrades, that they may explore a sight that had drawn him from across Tamriel to see.16/6/2012 Roleplay3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Another Argonian strolled in, wearing flawless scale armour, with a glass sword around his waist and a dagger strapped to his back above his tail.
The Argonian grumbled as he came out of his tent, putting on his Daedric helmet and strapping his swords to his waist. His stomach grumbles and searches through his pack, finding a lack of food, "Blast..." With a sigh, Raliz gathered his bow and the rest of his equipment and started his trek down the road.
A female Argonian, born under
9/6/2012 RoleplayIt was late afternoon in Skyrim, specifically Markarth. The towering city stood firmly cemented into the mountain, just like those who occupied it. Just outside the city, near the stables, were two Argonians: a tall, slender one, with pale pink scales and a hint of green; the other, a short, stocky one, covered in a earthy green scale color. These two were sisters, unbelievably. They were in Markarth on important business, and were awaiting the arrival of a few companions for their quest.9/6/2012 Roleplay3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A relativley dark-scaled Argonian entered the city gates, fascinated by the ancient Dwemer work. His weapons, both made in Black Marsh, consisted of an Ebony-malachite swoed and a crossbow of similar construction, both shining and flawless. After inspecting the stonework, he found his two comrades and approached them.
And then, another Argonian arrived to the stables, he was a tall and agile Argonian, with green skin and red markings, and had also red feathers over his head, and was in a brilliant Dra
A New WorldA blinding streak of light and a deafening crack of thunder was all the warning Braden had before he raised his kite shield in mock defense against the oncoming bolt of sheer energy that snaked towards him. His shield hummed with power as a bubble-like ward manifested around him, catching the bolt and harmlessly tossing the energy away to explode further down the arena. Braden’s teeth cringed as his bones rattled and the hair on his neck bristled. The sheer force of the attack collapsed his left arm, sending his kite shield slamming into his chest and his legs faltering beneath his own weight.A New World3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
His brow furrowed as he painfully regained his composure and stared down the training yard at his Draoll partner. The black vixen stared back, hunched and panting heavily from the strain that the magical attack placed on her. Despite her obvious fatigue the edges of her black lips stretched into a smile and her ruby eyes gleamed with what Braden could only assume was a gloating taunt.
Dragon ThoughtsHere are some random thoughts that I had...Dragon Thoughts3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A bowl of rice sits neatly in front of me and I sit there staring at it. "Oriental dragons... they must like rice... right?" I look around and my dad and his fiance are staring at me like I am nuts. Dad lowered his spoon that was partially to his mouth and said, "For god's sake... just eat it."
During a fun cruise on my dirtbike the following thought crossed my mind, "Why am I too lazy to fly right now?"
While writing a commission I had to pause and ponder, "I need to get a new keyboard... my claws have finally done this one in."
Sleeping was a pain for me... the reason was because I put the soft things under the hard things of my hoard. Remember folks; do not put the knives on top of the pillows.
Granice and I were cuddling when she told me the shocking truth... hatchlings do not grow on trees. You don't want to know where they come from... I had trouble sleeping (not because of the hoard this time.)
"If I am flying and I get hit by a plane.
The Giant Purple KrakenWhile strolling through the port one day / I heard a hue and cryThe Giant Purple Kraken5 years ago in Ballad More Like This
I grabbed the nearest sailor / "What's going on?" said I
He pointed to the water / And two beats my heart skipped
For a giant purple kraken / Was a'chewing on a ship!
We are, we are, we are, we are / the kraken's favorite food
And when it can't get sailors / A ship's almost as good
Drink rum, drink rum, drink rum all day / And grab your blunderbuss
Or the giant purple kraken will be eating some of us!
The next place that I saw it / Was a tiny desert isle
I was almost glad to see it / I'd been stuck there quite a while
In a daze I called out to it / "Oh, come and rescue me"
Then a tentacle wrapped 'round me / And it hauled me out to sea!
The pirates' cove held mossy bones / And many chests of gold
No man had seen it many a year / Or so the legends told
The kraken set me down inside / I stared at treasure vast
And I thanked the monster kindly / Since my fortunes turned 'round fast
That day I was a
11/10/12 RoleplayNoga frowned. He had always disliked the city of Windhelm with great intensity, for it was always a place of great injustice for his people. As he approached the gates, the guards glared at him. He had tried to solve a problem here before, but it did not progress as well as he had hoped... Now, however, there would ne nothing stopping him and his comrades from ending the injustice of Windhelm. Noga slowly approached the city gates, formulating a plan. He would need to disrupt stormcloak operations in some way...11/10/12 Roleplay2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Grey Quarter.
Ironic how fate went as Kii-Nam stood there dressed a bit more appropriately for the cold weather around him. He stood talking to some of the Dunmer noting the irony of his own blood and theirs and how they ended up in the same kind of mess in Windhelm. The brown Argonian wasn't there because he had to be or was forced...he was there for information. Sadly it seemed he would have to rely on the Nords for their help however one name that kept coming up here and
The Devil's DanceThe Devil's Dance7 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
~Be careful when you speak your thoughts... you never know just who or what might be listening...~
The princess of the land was weeping silently by her loves bedside. For many moons, her husband-to-be, Reginar, had been sick with a deadly disease. During both the day and night, Princess Niamh watched over the prince she was to be married to. How she loved him and he loved her, but the tuberculosis was killing him. Slowly and painfully, Reginar was dying because he was choking on his own blood. No doctor could help against this lethal illness. There nothing no one could do for him. The only thing left to do was hope for a miracle.
One dark night, when the sky had no stars in sight, the princess prayed softly while she let her tears fall. Holding onto Reginars hand while he slept, she begged the heavens and the hells not to let her true love die. It was not fair that he had to be the one to go! Not her love! Not only did the angels hear her prayers
Cold Night: Sandra meets MikeThis Story is request made by Ragingfire1 Give him all the credit all the credit belongs to him and only himCold Night: Sandra meets Mike3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mike belongs to me
Sandra belongs to Ragingfire1
Warning: Contains soft dragon vore, slight violence, slight nudity, a transformation and blood
Mike was inside of his bedroom at home drawing yet another picture of the centre point of his greatest fascination. The creatures known as dragons. Or rather to meet and befriend a dragon. The sounds of his pencil and colouring markers stroking the page would have taken very keen ears to hear outside of his personal sanctuary, but everyone else had already gone to sleep and could do little to prevent the young artist from continuing his work. Mike was sitting at a writing desk which was illuminated by a small lamp rested on the upper right hand corner. The desk was littered with papers; all depicting different coloured dragons: green dragons, red dragons, blue dragons and even some black dragons. It didn't matter what colour scales they
This River Is WildBuzz, buzz, THWAK.This River Is Wild3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My morning starts as it always does: dragonflies chasing mosquitoes into the corner between my window and the roof, devouring them there as the mosquitoes found no escape routes. I'm not sure if I'll ever get used to it. I'm not sure if I'll ever get used to the humidity either. Every day I question whether rebelling was really worth it. Allen and Greg say it is, so does Trisha. But I look at some of our faces and always have to wonder
Sounds like that dragonfly got a particularly large mosquito. Side note: only the female mosquitoes bite and suck blood. Apparently they need the extra energy and iron in blood when they are going to lay their eggs. It's a bit rude of them, really. They didn't even introduce themselves before using me. One would think their mothers would teach them some manners.
I rumble out a sigh against my p
ShinyI've always had this obsession over shiny pokémon. I always liked the alternate colors and the way they shimmered when they came out of their pokéball. The only thing I disliked was the sucky IVs that came with it. I could never get over how angry that made me. At the time I was breeding Pichu for a timid with Hidden Power Ice. I got a new foreign Smeargle the same day. I put him in the Day Care with my Pikachu and rode around on my bike.Shiny3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I went through the same cycle, get egg, hatch it, check nature and Hidden Power, and release into the wild. I was about to release a Pichu into the wild when I saw a red star next to it. My love for shiny pokémon grew from there. She was of a quiet nature with a poisonous Hidden Power. She wasn't useful in competitive battling, but I still loved her. I took her to the nickname rater and named her "Sun Kiss". She seemed to like that name. It made her smile whenever I said it.
It broke my heart, but I had to put her in my PC and continue
My Dragon TF I was freezing as always in my bedroom in the basement. I was shivering that my brain would've told my body that this body can't take it anymore. "Why can't I turn the heat up? Well my parents are cheapskates." I said stuttering because of the cold. I took a deep breath and I had snow came out of my mouth. "I wish I was something brighter and then BOOM! if disappeared. "That was odd." I said in thought then I felt warmer. I thought that my parents finally turned up the heat but when I looked at the temperature but it didn't changed.My Dragon TF1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Then I felt getting warmer and when I looked in the mirror my skin was white and my chest and stomach was tan. My eyes turned from blue to golden yellow. "What the...? What was that!?!" I said groaning in pain and agony during the transformation. My mouth and nose formed a muzzle and I was able to breath ice and snow. Horns started to sprout from my head, and wings bursted from my back. "Thank God that my family isn't h