Tenn's Vengeance 1Tenn's Vengeance 16 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
I don't own IZ. I do own Wyvern. And I like that.
The young irken male ducked, avoiding several lazers from both the SIR units and the Meekrob. He crawled amongst the debris, searching for his fallen friend. He soon came across his partner, and helped the injured girl to her feet. The two of them escaped their destroyed base through a hidden tunnel, arriving at their underground emergency bunker.
The girl pulled away, struggling to stand on her own. Her dress was ripped to pieces, deep gashes all over her torso and legs. She gazed at her friend, whose face had been cut up in the melee. She growled. "I swear...it's not over..."
She fell to the floor.
Wyvern sat on his cot, watching Tenn leap at another simulation. He was quite a rarity by irken terms. Most irkens had red eyes, some with brown, and a select few with purple. The rarest eye color among irkens were blue, and Wyvern's were a beautiful baby blue. The last known irken
Happy Halloween - TNBCHappy Halloween - TNBC7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As the sun sank down, two figures stood stock still in front of the opening to an underground tomb, the gateway from their world to what was referred to throughout the town as the Real World. Both one-thin splotches on the rising moon were extreme in height, the head of the smaller one coming to the shoulder of the other. The small one tugged at his ivory bat bow tie, not with nervousness but anticipation. It would be his first trip outside of Halloween Town.
Jack looked up to the other figure, an older skeleton who grinned back down at the young sixteen year old prince, his son. Jacks first trip to the Real World would reveal much of his ability to rule in his absence. His son would demonstrate stealth, grace, and an overall magnificent aptitude for terrifying. But the first trip also meant Jack would lose a part of his innocence. The first trip meant a prince would collect his first Halloween Town soul.
ZATR - On the busZATR - On the bus3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was Friday, the sky was full of clouds and threatening rain.
Zim was leaving his class, it was obvious that until he get home, the rain wouldn't stop for a long time. He has his glue layer, but he did not like the idea of getting all wet. So, he thought, why not go on the school bus?
He went past Tak, who was sifting through her locker. Tak he thought she was so annoying
She returned to Earth faster than Zim imagined she would have in fact, he really did not think she would come back at all, but she returned a few months after fighting with Zim. He was not worried about it, however, for now she just annoyed him with silly jokes. She showed no signs of making a plan, or something.
Zim noted that Tak was now following him.
"Good. She wants to annoy me again." He growled softly. Tak smiled, she had heard what he said, and felt more interested in trying to irritate Zim.
He entered in the bus and sat in the back seat, next to the window, and Tak sat beside him. Zim look
Jackie Estacado UMvC Move SetJackie Estacado UMvC Move Set3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Jackie Estacado
Species: Human (Infested with the Darkness)
Occupation: Don of the Franchetti crime family.
First Appearance: The Darkness #1 (1990)
Voice Actor: Brian Bloom
The Darknes: Mike Patton
Power Ranking (Out of Seven)
Energy Projection: 7
Fighting Ability: 5
Jackie Estacado is the Human host of The Darkness, which awakened within him on the night of his 21'st birthday. Jackie is an Italian-American ex contract killer/hitman of the Franchetti crime family led by his "uncle" Paulie Franchetti. After killing both Paulie and Eddie Shrote in revenge for the murder of his girlfriend Jenny Romano, Jackie became don of the Franchetti family after he was offered the position by Jimmy "The Grape", an old family friend.
Assist Alpha- Tentacle Stab M (Direct Upper Front)
Alpha Hyper- Darkness Insanity
Assist Beta- Tentacle Slam (Direct Downward Front)
Beta Hyper- Darkness I
Reject Month: The ModifyersHello, I'm Fhqwhgads-2. Bringing you your favorite series into my own fan fiction image. And now, we're here into the second half of Reject Month.Reject Month: The Modifyers3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
*Reject Month intro plays*
Now, sometimes we know Nickelodeon can make some very decent and exciting shows. Some of them with their charm, some of them we don't remember as easily. But like Cartoon Network, they have a way of making a bunch of random short cartoons that would have a chance of being passed on for a full show. And some of them look really good and worthy of such privilege. Case and point, The Modifyers.
*The Modifyers title card shows and clips are shown*
A lot of fans saw this short and thought it looked really good. And I can see why. The style looks really clever and original. And I can see some very likability to it. But sadly, it was turned down by Nick for some reason. Or no apparent one. And a lot of Nick's viewers were really pissed off about it. And you'll see why around the end. So, here it is. This is The Modifyers.
AcceptanceAcceptance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What would you do if I came out?
Would you ask me if I'm joking?
Would you ask what this is about?
Would you simply close the door?
Would you begin to support me?
Would you shove me on the floor?
Would you look at me with disgust?
Would you take me in your arms?
Would you think I'm filled with lust?
What if I kissed her in front of you?
Would you vomit at my feet?
Would you do what others do?
Would you think I've lost my mind?
Would you just watch quietly?
Would you think I've yet to find?
Would you like to disown me?
Would you think about it?
Would you maybe try and see?
What if I told you how I felt?
Would you know what it's about?
Would you hurt me with your belt?
Let's find out:
"Mom, Dad; I have something important to tell you," I say, my face bright red.
My beautifully straight parents look up from the couch, concern in their eyes.
"You know you can tell us anything," My mom reminds me.
"D-do you love me?" I ask hopelessly, feeling tears welling into my eyes.
"O-of course!" th
Is it Getting Warm In Here?Is it getting warm in here?Is it Getting Warm In Here?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I turn and say hi.
I sit and say hey.
I'm sure I'll be fine
This will all be a breeze-
A breeze to cool me.
Why am I sweating?
I am no freak.
I have no fever.
When they say that word-
They must not be referring to me
They must be referring to
That girl we saw yesterday
In the subway-
Kissing another girl.
Can someone turn up the AC?
She's here now.
I'm hotter than ever.
For me- I
The hugs and kisses
On my warm cheeks
And may be short lived.
Can we open a window?
Her hand is held out
The ring on her finger-
Like her eyes.
But theirs don't.
I pull my hair-
My long, curly hair,
into a ponytail
Just to ease the sweat
on the back of my neck.
Is it getting hot in here?
My mascara is running
like my beating heart
There is no reaction
That burns me worse
SMRPG- SleepyHe was a star spirit. How was he supposed to know he needed sleep in this world?SMRPG- Sleepy4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Still, Geno didn't bewail his exhaustion. Really, he brought it on himself, staying up the previous night (the first night they shared together, in Moleville Inn) to watch the stars. He couldn't help it, being fascinated by seeing his home from a different angle, identifying the stars he all knew once before. He had spent the entire night, up until the sun peeked over the mountains, counting them all, smiling wistfully at each one he recognized, as if seeing an old friend.
It wasn't like he regretted it all. He just felt that he could've gotten in at least an hour or two of rest. Especially now when he could hardly keep his eyes open. Though wooden they were, his clunky eyelids felt incredibly heavy.
But at least the explanation at the Mushroom Kingdom castle had gone by swiftly. Princess Toadstool had been returned safely, and Mario seemed rather glad she was alright (even though the doll could see his di
I Want to be Who I WasI want to be me again,I Want to be Who I Was3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The old me.
Who wasn't exactly a girl.
Another epitome of lonely,
And having no life outside.
Bad haircuts and risky fashion statements,
I never cared about others.
I want to be that girl,
Who was always herself.
She might not have been happy,
She was miserable,
But at least she wasn't a lie.
MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE JOKESMy Chemical Romance Jokes--MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE JOKES7 years ago in Humor More Like This
Gerard Way puts the "laughter" in "manslaughter"
Mikey Way can slam revolving doors.
The chief export of The Frank Iero is pain.
Mikey Way counted to infinity...twice.
Frank Iero can divide by Zero.
The grass is always greener on the other side. Unless Gerard Way has been there, then its soaked with tears and blood.
The Frank Iero once visited the Virgin Islands. They are now The Islands.
Gerard Way sleeps with a night light. Not because Gerard Way is afraid of the dark, but the dark is afraid of Gerard Way.
Mikey Way is the reason Waldo is hiding.
A Tsunami is water running away from Bob Bryar
Bob Bryar doesnt get brain freeze. Slurpees know when to back the fuck off.
Bob Bryar does not teabag the ladies. He potato-sacks them.
Mikey Way can speak braille.
Frank Iero jacks off to Monster Trucks.
Jeeves asks Ray Toro
If The Bob Bryar is late, time better slow the fuck down.
Geico saved 15 a year switching to Gerard Way
Ray Toro went back in time and stopped t
Dominance"I'm taller."Dominance4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
"You love me."
All these we've used as an excuse to be the dominant one.
You're older, shorter, feminane, much more beautiful.
I'm younger(if only by nine months), taller, thicker, much more lez worthy.
I'm taller, stronger, so I can easily pin your small frame down;
on the mattress, on the ground, on the wall..
Hold your wrists down, run my hands on your body; show you how small you really are.
//I've always loved our contrasts. My skin always looks so pale next to yours'. I love how it always looks like you have just the perfect sun tan, even in the winter.//
Wrestling. Cuddling. Holding. Any of these, no matter what, I know giggles would fill the air. I'd pin you, dominate you,
just try to force you into loving me.
I'm thicker, taller, more masculine. But I can't quite tell you how I really feel..
So, I guess you really must be stronger than me.
Break.At first, Billy thought it was his imagination. But on second glance, his eyes narrowed dangerously as he confirmed that it was indeed his absolute worst enemy standing there. Staring.Break.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What are you doing here?" he growled, hands curling into tight fists. The sound of his gloves being squeezed tightly against his knuckles was the only sound. But even that faded to silence, and the two were left glowering at one another with barely contained loathing etched equally on their faces.
Not replying, huh? Fine. Did he really think that it would unnerve him? Dr. Horrible sneered. What a pathetic attempt to engage in psychological warfare. He wouldn't even give him the satisfaction of playing along.
"I told you to never show your face in this town again. You're finished here, a has-been, a dried up loser. You have no purpose because I took everything from you." He tried to smirk but it faltered as he continued, "It's only fair though, isn't it? You took my everything away from me. All I ever wa
Some Friends of MineEver had that feeling where you just want to cry? You just want to hold someone and cry on their shoulder, but there's no one to cry on? That's how I felt a couple months ago. I want comfort, I wanted relief, and I found some... They're friends who stick by my side no matter what.Some Friends of Mine3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Self Mutilation is the shoulder I cry on; my blood is the tears. Self Mutilation, let's call him Blades, that's his first name and he likes it better. It's easier to say. Well anyway, Blades likes to help me the best he can, but he always leaves me feeling empty when he goes home. He lives very close to me, so he can always come over when I need him. I met his sister about two months ago, before I met him. Her name was Scratch. She didn't help as much as Blades does, and she rarely comes over anymore. They're both part of the Self Mutilation family name, just so you know. Don't tell Scratch I said this, but I like her brother better. Blades provides more relief than she did. I cry just as much as any other sa
BeautyShe is beautiful;Beauty3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And so is he.
His hands feel as wonderful against my palm
As hers across my fingertips.
A look upon her face will wring my heart
As quickly as it will upon his.
His arms are as solid, safe, and warming
As hers are when she surrounds me.
The loving words that she inspires with merely a glance,
Flow as quickly at the sight of him.
He is beautiful;
And so is she.
She makes me feel the incredible height of passion,
As strongly as when he moves within me.
His eyes invite me to peer farther into his mind
As persistently as her smile taunts me to know her more.
Her dainty hand strewn carelessly across a pillow,
Is as comforting as his breath within my ear.
A ring from him means as much to me,
As a one-kneed proposal would from her.
She encompasses all whom I have ever loved,
Just as he is every man I have ever cared for.
My love does not see gender;
It sees only the beauty and warmth within,
That burn as brightly inside his heart
As in the depths of her soul.
They are beauti
Emily's songEmily's song4 years ago in Horror More Like This
I trusted you. I needed you. I opened my arms for you. And how do you repay me? Just look at me there is a maggot in my eye. Why? Why?
I loved you. I wanted you. And how did you repay me? By stabbing me and taking all I own. I waited for you for years. Now you sir never came but I know someone who did...
Oh who am I kidding he's not the one. He's cute but he's not you.
I waited for you!!!
I loved you.
But that's all a lie.
I hope you rot in hell.
DisappearSorrowDisappear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The feeling of pain
I'm falling again
The street can barely catch me
The asphalt is a fading beneath my feet
Each step offers no solid
Inches feel like miles
Each stop is relief
Each step a horror
My stomach churns
I see you, your red hair always a comfort
Please, I beg you, not yet
Don't let me disappear
SC - Hard CandyShe's not exactly one for sweets.SC - Hard Candy3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She doesn't like caramels, or creams, or sugar of any kind. It's odd, she thinks, because she has a distinct memory of sitting on the floor of her parents' house, downing Pixi Stix and wearing dozens of Ring Pops, pretending that each came from a prince or a movie star or a millionaire; someone who was handsome and rich and would whisk her away to far-off destinations, where she'd be lavished with every single indulgence she desired.
She wonders when that changed.
She thinks she knows.
Coca-Cola makes her sick now. It's hazy and cloudy, but she can almost piece together why. She remembers sitting in a sleazy bar, twirling her fake ID between her fingers, feeling a strange sense of pride whenever it clacked up against her blood-red acrylics.
He was sweet too, she kind of remembers. She remembers he had a silky voice, and straight white teeth, and a charming way about him.
She remembers he bought her a Roy Rogers. She remembers how he strung her along fo
GANONDORF: An Owner's ManualCongratulations, O Wonderful Customer!GANONDORF: An Owner's Manual5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you are reading this, then that means you have just purchased our latest model from the Legend of Zelda line-the Ganondorf Dragmire (version 1.0), from the lovely manufacturers of the Hyrule Company. Please carefully read through this guide in order to optimize on satisfaction and proper maitenance of your purchased model.
Name: Ganondorf Dragmire (will also respond to Ganon)
Location of Manufacture: Hyrule
Type: Evil Overlord
Height: Depending on where it is standing, the GANONDORF DRAGMIRE (ver 1.0) unit will differ in height. Its normal setting is at 6'5".
Weight: Most likely 235 lbs of pure synthetic musles.
Length: Not applicable.
Level of Skill: He's so amazing capable, you'll wonder how you ever managed to live without him. Oh, yes, he's that good.
Occupation: King of Evil, Hyrule's Bane, Sorceror-Thief, Gerudo King, etc...
Your GANONDORF DRAGMIRE (ver 1.0) comes with the following accessories:
a love lettera love letter5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I've been thinking about this letter for a long time now, trying to figure out how I'd begin, how I'd end, what I'd say to you in the too-short space in between. I suppose I could tell you about the nights I spend imagining what your face will look like, or about the way the thought of you makes me smile, because you already make me happy.
I could try to explain that ache that hits me sometimes, that desperate longing for you that's impossible to shakebut I don't think I ever could, not in words. It's painful, indescribably so, to want so badly something you've never seen.
You could be anyone in the world, when I think about it. I could have walked right past you on the street, never knowing for a moment what you'd one day mean to me. It seems silly, that I know nothing now about the person I will someday love so much.
But that's not true. I know a little
Bad HabitsS.Bad Habits2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She always rubs her mouth,
like there’s a secret she can’t say out loud.
Tracing her own lips to prevent a smile, a frown, or a tear.
Sometimes her real smile peeks through, but you can only see it in her squinted almond eyes; dark amber, and soft, just like that bashful grin.
Sometimes a frown shows when no one is looking, followed by a wistful sigh and a simple wipe of the palm across that silent mouth, trying to push the bad feelings and words away.
Sometimes tears roll past her knuckles; she fails to catch them at the source because she’s scared to wipe her eyes raw, so she brushes them away after they’ve fallen in the crook of her pink lips.
She always hides her mouth,
as if she’s afraid to speak.
She never faces you completely,
like you’re not worth her full attention.
Averting her cold gaze, she walks with a haughty, empty stride.
Even when her striking blue eyes are pointed at you, her chin is always tilted up and shoulder
The Death Of Rock n' RollThe hit of the drums,The Death Of Rock n' Roll4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sound of guitars.
There once was an age,
When rockers were stars.
Then the instruments burned,
The smoke solidifiied,
The people cried out,
Rock and Roll died!
Then came the new age,
of hip hop and rap.
A generation entrapped
But born form the ashes,
There came a new day.
The people rejoiced
"LET ROCK N' ROLL PLAY!"
ShoutShout.Shout4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shout so your voice is heard
Shout above those trying to bring you down
Shout when you're with friends
Shout to protect the ones you love
Shout and show your true self
Shout cheers and try hard
Shout until your lungs give out
Shout until you have no anger
Shout until you feel no fear
Shout while living each day to it's fullest
Shout when the seasons change
Shout when you feel free
Whisper your love of those moments held dear