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
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
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.
Emily's songEmily's song3 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.
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.
The Three of Us Fanfic - DWThe Three of Us Fanfic - DW4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The Three of Us
A TARDIS/Bad Wolf/Doctor Story
It was so strange, being in human form- Idris I believe her name was.
But it wasn't because it had never happened before, of course not.
The last time it happened, was so...so magical. Golden tendrils of light, the power I could feel through my now-human eyes and fingertips, the sensation of kissing my Doctor, yet at the same time letting my Doctor's most special companion have what she wanted most, for a moment.
I love my Doctor, and I'm not afraid to say it, but my Doctor and I, our love is not bound by human terms. We are so different than merely friends, or dare I say, husband and wife, no. It's as if we're the same, bonded to our life of danger and adventure.
And that's why I let her in, why I let any of them in. My...his Bad Wolf especially. He loved her, and I was happy for them, my leather-clad Doctor and my Golden Bad Wolf. It's what I wanted most for them.
I wish it had felt the same as being the Bad Wolf when I was
Kingdom Hearts Chronicles: Will of The Arcana Ch 6Kingdom Hearts Chronicles: Will of The Arcana Ch 63 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Pascal, do you think it bites?" A woman voice is heard in the darkness. "Huh? Is someone there?" Rould thought to himself. "No sharp teeth" Rould feel someone opening his mouth. "...Could use a little more brushing." Rould slowly open his eyes. He sees a slender girl with green eyes, freckles and long long long golden hair. The young girl shriek and knock Rould out cold with a frying pan. "What did I do? What I do?" She panicked. "Mother is going to kill me. Pascal quick! Help me hide the body." She lifted Rould's legs and look at her pet chameleon Pascal, who's only a few inches long. Pascal look back at the girl and frown. "Fine." She then wrapped her long hair around Rould's lifeless body and drag him across the floor. As she drag him, Rould's sceptre dropped and rolled under a chair. The young girl then sees a closet. She drag him in front of it hit Rould with the closet door. She then tries to lift him up only made her
STP-We're Coming Home AgainTo New York, this Sunday was just like any other Sunday. It just so happened to be the 10th Anniversary of September 11th.STP-We're Coming Home Again4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In past years, he would have woken up with tears already streaming down his face, because the pure emotion coming from his people was just too much to handle mentally, sometimes. In any year after 2004 he would have woken up with Quebec next to him, and then would have rolled over and wrapped an arm around the Canadian, waking him, and the two would have stayed in bed for as long as New York needed to, talking about anything while Quebec wiped away the many tears that fell.
And today he did wake up next to Quebec, but instead of feeling tears on his cheeks he just felt calm. Today was any other day of the year, and today was the anniversary of the attacks, but it felt different. He had no idea what time it was, but there were no racing thoughts in his head, no flashbacks of fire and airplanes, and the world was a pleasant silence. New York rolled ov
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
Luna's Nursery RhymeLuna's Nursery Rhyme4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
High in the sky, there is a sad story
Told of a time long ago
But little fillies, there is no need to worry
The story is harmless, you know
In that time long gone, there was a princess, with hair the deepest of sapphire
She and her sister, they ruled the skies, and her sister's power she did admire.
For she ruled the moon, and her sister the sun, they spun, in an eternal dance.
In the sky, they did sing, they did spin, they did play, until it happened upon one mischace
Under the sun, the ponies did frolic, they laughed, and they ran under the sunbeams
But when the moon shone, through the clouds of the night, they left her alone for their dreams
She was left alone, in the clouds of her home, to stare at the emptiness below
In the sky, she was sad, she was lonely and mad, at those, who would sleep, through night, she loved so
They say, that her heart, it grew angry, it grew dark, as her jelously rose in her chest
So on that day, as her sister brought the sun to it's rest, she let it cons
Logic's Insight: Twilight IntroductionLogic's Insight: Twilight Introduction3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anyone ever met someone who they had a bad feeling about from the start? Maybe they didn't put themselves out in the open as often, seemed like nice people and looked legitimately trustworthy. Even then, they just seemed like someone you could have a good time with. But you had a bad feeling about this person that only grew the more you hung out with them. Eventually you see them for the manipulative jerk that they really are and see signs that they'll cause trouble. But you look around to see that many of your friends don't see what you see until...the person does something.
That would be the best way to sum up the Twilight Saga. While at first glance, it appears to be a teenage love story about a girl who falls in love with a vampire despite the obvious danger. Good or bad, the premise isn't terrible in itself, in short, it's a nice set up for a decent read. Unfortunately, Twilight is much...much...worse...
There is a three word phrase that I can use to sum up my feelings for this se
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!"
The Demon's Kiss"So will it hurt?" Ciel inquired. He was getting somewhat anxious. He wasn't afraid of death, since he was prepared for that moment once his revenge was completed. He finally felt complete, knowing that he'd accomplished his mission. However, the wait was what caused him uneasiness.The Demon's Kiss3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It will a bit, I'm sorry. I will endeavor to be gentle, though." Sebastian responded caringly. A youngster wasn't supposed to experiment such a harsh life like Ciel had had, and yet with such a tragic ending.
And not only that, but he had grew fond of the boy, though he would never admit it. Losing him would be such a shame...
But that wouldn't stop him to eat his soul. Because Ciel was nothing but his food. And because Ciel's soul was perfect, Ciel's soul was ridiculously attracting…
Ciel's soul was heaven for the demons. What an irony.
Ciel, Ciel meant heaven; and Sebastian thought it was the most suitable name for the child. His blue eyes, his purity in all his suffer, were surely something ce
Don't Tell"You WHAT!?" exclaimed the furious Englishman.Don't Tell3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I- I said... I'm dating France..." muttered the shy Canadian looking down at his twiddling thumbs.
The Englishman just stood there in shock, his hands plastered on the table as he stared at Canada, wide eyed. He still couldn't quite process the information in his mind. It was something that just didn't register. Why would anyone want to date that... that... Frog!?
He finally closed his eyes, realizing he was making Canada more nervous than he already was. He sat back down on the couch and crossed his arms. "So?"
"So what?" Canada asked looking up without moving his head.
"So? How did this happen?"
Canada's eyes went wide and his cheeks went a deep shade of red. "Uh well, you see..."
A FEW NIGHTS AGO
Canada was just sitting at home enjoying a nice freshly made meal of pancakes and maple syrup. He was tuned into the T.V. watching some American channel with some strange show called "The Real Housewives of something or other".
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
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
NYxQC-Somwhere On Your...pt1Somewhere On Your Northern RoadNYxQC-Somwhere On Your...pt14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
And just like that, their relationship started. The very night of their affair in the coffee shop, Quebec had gone back to his hotel and booked another three nights, using the excuse of 'personal investigation into farther trade agreements' to quell his dignitary's questioning gaze. He and New York spent those three days dancing around each other in Albany; one night Quebec would cook for New York, and the next New York would bring him fine wine and chocolates. Never once did they kiss, though, which bothered Quebec.
He had everything planned out perfectly, though. The province called his boss on the third day, explaining that New York had invited him to a meeting in New York City, and that he would not want to portray himself as ungrateful by turning the opportunity down. It was all a lie, of course, because New York had not invited him to an important meeting because it did not exist. The state had, though, secured excellent seats for the two of
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
ObedienceDeuteronomy 10:12 - "And now, Israel, what does the LORD your God require of you? He requires only that you fear the LORD your God, and live in a way that pleases Him, and love and serve Him with all your heart and soul."Obedience3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Anyone who loves God wants to obey Him. Obedience can be hard though sometimes, if we let our own desires get in the way. When we compromise obedience to our loving Father for something we really want or think that we need, it can lead to sin, pull us away from God, or make us miss out on something better that He has planned for us down the road.
Genesis 22 is a perfect example of radical obedience to God. Abraham was promised a son, and after years of disappointment, as well as adultery in order to get a son through one of Sarah's servants, Sarah finally gave birth to Isaac. He and Sarah must have been overjoyed to have this miracle happen to them, that they might have a son of their own after being told that Sarah could not bear children. And then God asked h
The Surfer and the Merman CH13The Surfer and the Merman CH134 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
On the same beach from yesterday, Skye and Cyan decided to walk along the shore the next morning.
"I'm sorry that it took me so long," Cyan explained, "Staying in shallow water for a long time is difficult. The water is always moving, its hard to stay in one place."
Skye nodded his head. He still had trouble believing that they were so unlucky. The reason they could not be reunited sooner was because they happened to not be at the beach at the same time, despite how often Skye visited. They simply had just kept missing each other. The surfer wished he had camped out on the beach, but he knew that would bring too much attention to himself.
"Sometimes I would cling to the legs of the pier," Cyan continued, "especially when I needed to sleep at night."
Skye turned to face Cyan, his eyes wide in disbelief.
"All night?" Skye asked.
"No, only for a few hours," Cyan admitted.
Skye was still impressed.
"I don't even think I could tread water for that long..." Skye thought. He stared at Cyan, e
Bleach OC: Marise Asahina [Shinigami Profile]Bleach OC: Marise Asahina [Shinigami Profile]3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Nicknames: Goldilocks, Mari-muffin, Mari-chan, Blondie, Pudge
Age: Unknown (appears to be in her early twenties)
Birthday: June 11
Height: 150 cm (4'11")
Weight: 51 kg (113 lbs.)
Affiliation: Gotei 13, Soul Society
Occupation: Member of 5th Division
Team: 5th Division
Base of Operations: 5th Division HQ, Seireitei, Soul Society
Education: Shinō Academy
Bankai: Not Yet Achieved
Appearance: Marise is the 'reincarnation' of her Human self, and so has retained many of the same features from then. She has curly blonde hair that has been cut short, and side-swept bangs on the left. She wears a pink bow in her hair, and is always seen with it. Her eyes are a de
They said.....They said.....4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
- they say well never see half as much as they did. true, we never saw vietnam or WW2. we didnt see our mothers cry when John F Kennedy died, but we live our whole lives being told that were not good enough. weve seen anorexia&bulimia because skinny isnt skinny enough. we watched the twin towers fall. weve seen greed&more hate. our generation fights a different kind of war but weve seen just as much.