ShuroXJohn history - ch.11"Well don't you look cute in your uniform," Mary smiled. "How have you been, love? John was just telling me about how you're staying with him now." Mary folded her hands over her plump belly.ShuroXJohn history - ch.114 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm just going to say I'm good so we can dodge a really long, awkward conversation," I remarked, shoving the pile of dirty clothes in my bag which lay slumped on the seat.
Mary giggled at that but John just folded his arms, smiling along though I knew he didn't find it quite as amusing as Mary did.
John turned to me after excusing himself from Mary. "Shuro, you sure you're up to going to school? You can stay here if you want; though I can't promise anything exciting."
"I'm fine," I shrugged. "What time is it?" I slipped on my backpack.
John glanced at his watch. "If you say so. Well, you're already late. It's nine-thirty."
"I'll just be heading on out then," I said, walking past them toward the door.
"Just get a note from the office. Say you were with me," John said.
"Yeah, yeah," I waved him off
Counting in lhaa: siri!You can do it too! łaá siri uses a base 5 (quinary) system of counting, and I hope it's pretty straightforward! Let me know if you have questions!Counting in lhaa: siri!2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
one - saya
two - liyu
three - latłá
four - tłu
five - lar
six - lar saya’i
seven - lar liyu’i
eight - lar latła’i
nine - lar tłu’i
ten - liyu lar
eleven - liyu lar saya’i
fifteen - latłá lar
sixteen - latłá lar saya’i
twenty five - łatłaalar
fifty liyu łatłaalar
100 tłu łatłaalar
500 tłu łilar
(I did hardcore math for this, so appreciate it!)
465: latłá łilar latłá łatłaalar latłá lar’i
Loveday Page ThreeDeath felt the hole again. The small flowers tickled with every slight brush they made on the inside of his skull. Loveday gave him a sweet smile as if to she was saying 'there, all better'! Death went to pat her akwardly on the head then, quickly pulled his hand back. He was afraid to touch her, to harm her or her friend.Loveday Page Three2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Hugh simply couldn't believe what he had seen. Loveday had just treated this thing like it was one of them. To be perfectly honest, this creature was scaring him. He was stepping on his right foot with his left in hopes of keeping his legs from shaking. Hugh felt like he might fall over but, if he did and something happened to Loveday . . . he couldn't do anything about it. As scared as he was, he kept his eyes locked on Death.
There was total silence from one akward glance to another. Death finally decided, like a dog, that Hugh was dominate to him and hunched over to appear smaller. Hugh scared Death just as much as he scared Hugh.
Death was afraid these children w
Loveday Page OneShe put on her coat and rain boots then kissed her mother goodbye. The little girl stood on her toes and opened the door, she almost had to slide down the porch steps to reach one step after another. Good, it's muddy. Puddles that were big enough to be ponds swamped the yard. Her short legs in the tall, rubber boots sunk in the mud a little with each step.Loveday Page One2 years ago in Settings More Like This
"rrribiiit" The girl backed up a step. She cocked her head and peered under a large leaf. A fat, croaking frog sat under the small shelter. Her tiny hands reached out to catch the new found creature. It hopped a couple feet forward to avoid her. She giggled and hopped like the frog did. Each time the frog croaked she imitated it with more of a low squeak. The frog leapt forward, the girl mimicked. This went back and fourth until the frog slipped under a wooden fence. The girl stopped and pouted. She studied the gate for a minute.
The white paint on the gate was peeling and fading. A small heart was cut into the middle of the gate whi
Why?You invade my thoughtsWhy?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every second of every day
Im happy yet you don't leave my mind
I love him
I really do
Yet you still show up in my dreams
I don't know what to think
I love him and you?
How can that be?
My love for you was gone
The second you messaged me
How can I still feel so strongly?
My heart and head fight over you
I can't choose.
Why can't you leave me alone?
Why must you ruin my new life?
Why can't I be at peace?
Why are you still in my world?
7 SecondsI finally get to meet him. My insides scream with nervousness. I hope he thinks I'm pretty. I start to tremble. I know I shouldn't be scared. He's only 16 and he seems really sweet. Every thought vanishes when a dark figure rounds the corner. It probably wasn't a good idea to meet up after dark. I start to shake more, so to calm myself I start to count.7 Seconds2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He walks closer.
He looks to big to be 16.
he looks around nervously like he could get in trouble for meeting me.
Fog and thoughts swirl around me. Could I get in trouble?
He stops. Why is he stopping?
He comes into the moonlight. I see his face. My gut twists, my head spins. I want to puke. How?
Too Late -chapter 1-His emerald eyes no longer shined, like they always would. You couldn't catch even a glimpse of them, hair swooping down, hiding his emotions. His black hair dripped from the endless rain. His whole body was tense, like it was in a big knot. There was a long scar running the length of his upper arm, onto his shoulder, covered by his shirt. With hands in his face, bent over in a strange way, he sat there, alone on a bench in the pouring rain. His whole body shook with small sobs and shivers from the spring cold. Why did it have to end this way? He had asked himself that question so many times, it was tattooed into his brain.Too Late -chapter 1-2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It had been an unusually warm day for the spring. Cold enough to still have to wear a light coat, but warm enough to be comfortable. A young couple was holding hands, walking down the sidewalk peacefully. She wore a off-white sweater, a long coral scarf and gray jeans. He remembered every exact detail of her that day. Her long, silver hair boun
LifeWhat I want to knowLife2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I want to know why life has always got to be an uphill battle. Why every second of everyday has to be a struggle. Whether you are working on a project or just trying to make ends meet. Why can't life just be simple? Life can be exceptionally difficult if you don't work hard for it and yet that just seems to make it even more difficult. All you can do work as hard as you possibly can to get to a good college or perhaps getting a decent job, always trying to get that specific goal, but more than likely, you won't end up exactly where you want to be. For all you know, you could end working at a factory, going through the daily grind every day. They may pay well, but are you truly living?
Why is life an uphill battle, because we make it an uphill battle. We are always doing everything we can to obtain the life we desire. But more than likely, life itself turns us into a different direction. Yes, you must work hard for that life, and yes if you do work hard enough you ma
Light of my HeartLast night I had this dream. It was midnight in my dream. I was standing in the middle of this vast plain covered in three foot high grass and as I looked out over the night soaked land with the moon light dancing gently over the glass as it swayed in the wind I could see the shimmering white ghosts of people long since forgotten as they gather together. And as I watched in awe I felt something warm grab my hand and as I look to my side I saw you staring back at me with that smile that always warmed my heart no matter how cold I felt. You held my hand tight and began heading towards the spirits, pulling me along. I stepped forward but stopped knowing I could not follow. You looked back at me with sad eyes and I gave you a gentle yet sad smile.Light of my Heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"As much as I want to, I cannot follow." I whispered softly. You stepped towards me and looked up at me.
"But I want you to come with me. I'm too scared to go on my own." You whispered to me.
"We must walk our different paths."
You looked at me s
For YouWhen I'm in social situations- I think of you.For You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All that I want is for you to be by my side and for me to rest my head on your shoulder.
To let of the conversations around me turn into a subtle humm.
Because all that would matter is that you would be with me;
And I could not be happier being with you.
Your arm would gradually rest upon my shoulder.
A simple gesture made by you, but for me, it would be a sign of utmost gentlest affection.
You'd speak, with lyrical words; of music as your voice.
You'd breathe, with steamy resins from your heart.
Snuggling into the cocoon of your arms;
having you hold me close while you were making our companions laugh.
I'd just smile, and purr.
I'd make comments here and there, but mostly just lay in your arms and melt at your slightest touch.
I'd want you, but I would never tell, I'd wait 'till we're alone.
Until I could have you all to myself.
I'd lay, safe in your protection.
I'd sleep next to you; my dreams taking new direction.
If I ever woke before
"Disappointment"I held the phone in my hand for a long time. I stared at my father's number."Disappointment"2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Was I really going to do this? Was I even ready to tell him?
Yes, I told myself. I held the phone to my ear.
I'm going through with this?
"Hello?" At the sound of my dad's voice I froze up. "H-hi Dad..." I said, unsure of his reaction. He lived so many miles away there was no way he'd tell anyone. "What's up?" He asked. That was my dad, always trying to sound "hip", but there was no way he ever would be.
"I.." I took a deep breath. Don't do this, Selvy. I told myself. I spoke again. "I need to tell you something." "Ok, what is it?" He said, sounding impatient. Damn that girlfriend of his.. she was always more important than me. "I can't keep it a secret anymore... Dad... I'm pansexual... I like girls... as well as men... and everything else."
The line went silent for more than a few minutes. My dad spoke again. "That's not how you were
Death, Till Death, O LoverAbove the cloudsDeath, Till Death, O Lover2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A message reads, and speaks inside of us...
A voice spoken like a lover would whisper....
Your touch, your smile, and your hatred,
I take all three and hold them close to me.
The despision and disposition of your thoughts and your heart
Destroyed mine and I now don't have a heart.
Though all your sickness hurt me in the end,
I love the way the bile burns the back of my throat......
When I hear those three words,
"I love you".
15.SilenceSilence.15.Silence2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Its the only thing we share. The cruel soundless environment making our thoughts trail off to things we never liked to think on. Cruel reminders of things that were so close but never happened. The harsh pain coursed through me , robbing my lungs of oxygen.
It leaves me empty. No oxygen , no hope , nothing. Nothing but the Silence.
Glyph - Chapter 1Glyph - Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
NOTE: This is a very short first chapter compared to the chapters I usually post when writing stories. It's more like an intro, so if it gets enough views, or anyone wants to read more, i'll post more. I've been listening to a lot of Daftpunk, dubstep, and playing a shitload of Mass Effect. Therefore, if you are uninterested in space, aliens, galactic weaponry/armor, and a crumbling vision of Earth, you probably won't like this story.
ALSO, the main pairing in this story is between two women, both of which are mentioned in this chapter: Aedan Lexx (A genderqueer female who I will refer to as 'he', 'him', etc.) and Nia (Aedan's partner, of course.)
If this offends you in any way, please just don't read it. Any negative comments are unnecessary anyway and can be kept to yourself. I'm sure that's not hard to do.
"This earth has become one giant ghost town. Day by day, they've been taking
Foreign PrintsI found some printsForeign Prints2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Awhile ago and,
I couldn't discern their origin.
As I peered deeper,
Looked through the context,
As I implored into
I claimed them as my own.
A Tale About Greed-Translation & Gloss Added-A Tale About Greed2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
si'saa sisí yaá li'isaa. silii'isaá tƚa'i yaá sarlí 'a.
siƚa sarili'iraa'si. yaá sarili'raa'tƚi'aalii tƚi'aalii. liyaá' yaá ƚaliyaá'saá li'itƚa'ar. sii'ïrsaá sarlí si yiyilayaa ƚasalí si la'layaa yaa'lí. ƚaliyaá'saá si ya'yaalayaa yaá li'iraa'ƚatƚa.
yaá li'i'isaa liyiyár sii'ïrsaá ƚaliyaá'saá li'iraa'tƚaar. yaá silii'isaá tƚasa li'iraa'ya'li'aár sii'aá satƚaá li'iraa'sii.
'a' yaá yala'isaá tƚasa silii'isaá sasatƚa li'iraa'ya'li'aár. yaá tƚa'i tƚi'aaliilayaa si'yilí.
New Conlang PreviewI haven't constructed much grammar for this particular conlang, and it has no name. D: I have the phonology and such, and basic order. It does not have a concept of "syllables" because words cannot be broken down into syllables by the speakers.New Conlang Preview2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Here're some examples I have.
Example of how syllables are not conceived:
All words are composed of, what I call, layers. A layer cannot exist unless it is absolutely symmetrical. There are four possible layers, and they operate like this:
[layer three] + [layer two] + [layer one] + *root* + [layer one] + [layer two] + [layer three]
The fourth layer is only found in specific words, and it cuts in the middle of the root of a word. Here are examples of each:
zi+dre+byîn, "catch a glimpse"
Note that the root does not necessarily have to pertain to the meaning of a word.
Also note that there are phonotactic rules for all layers, but not individually.
Ryuki Bio SheetRyuki Bio Sheet2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Character Name: Ryuki Satachi
Character Age: 17, appears younger
Character Species: Nechu. Feline Pichu Hybrid
Character's weapon of choice: Colt Python Revolver. Used to use various bows, daggers and swords.
Character's element (if applicable): Electricity and Ice
Character's image (link or upload a photo with your literature piece):
Other character info: He's trained in the art of assassination and espionage as he was part of an assassination guild long ago. He's done pretty graphic work such as taking apart his victims limb by limb and strewing them here and there, coating his body in their blood a few times. He's a little sadistic and rather mentally unstable at times.
Sub Chapter 1: Capture Her eyes fluttered open, pain searing through her as if she was caught in an inferno. As she looked around she could see the room was dark and plain, a prison cell at best. She looked up and saw an odd box on the ceiling. It looked like one of the "intercoms" she read about in a book from the other continent. She could feel that she was still in Hazara Nevasa, but then why would there be technology of that level here? Just as she read in her book, a voice started talking.Sub Chapter 1: Capture2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Dear, sweet Guenevere, oh how long I've been waiting for this moment!" The voice told her, a hint of failure in his romantic tone. "I've kept you unbound, so please make yourself as comfortable as these ugly rooms can be." The voice suggested, although the box seemed to muffle it a bit.
"Mind telling me who the hell you are?" Gwen asked, Sitting in a chair she saw.
"I am the one who has came to liberate you from that monster who fooled you into believing he was family!"
I Am The One..."I am the teenage boy sitting in the hospital waiting room on my own, crying; my best friend just overdosed because he was too afraid to tell me he loved me."I Am The One...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name is Samuel Herenthal and I am in love with my best friend. Ethan was always kind to me, he'd always play with me even to the point I fond it annoying. That big goofy smile on his face, always ready to lend a helping hand. That's what I loved most about him; that smile. No matter what I did, he would always give me that smile. Even when I got mad at him, even when I did something wrong, even when I had accidentally killed his favorite pet goldfish. It made me angry that he would just smile, but I still loved that smile.
I don't know when it happened, I don't know how. All I know is that I do. I love him. It might have been from the first moment we met. I was only seven and my family had just moved into the neighborhood. I remember I was scared and insecure because I was new and I didn't make friends easily. We had moved int
butler chapter 5butler chapter 52 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alexander wasn't very fond of horseback riding, he hadn't done it in ages so why would he want to change his mind now? Exactly. He didn't want to go in the first place, but he couldn't refuse the kind offer, since it was his master that offered the opportunity in the first place after their arrival in Thailand.
Blaine mounted his horse first, followed by Lady Elaine, then her parents. Alexander was slightly hesitant to follow. Turning his horse around, Blaine asked cockily," What's the matter? Afraid to ride a horse? Or is it that you can't ride a horse?"
He looked up at his master and shook his head," No, it's not that...it's just....I haven't done it in a while, is all, My Lord." He looked at his clothes, then back up at Blaine and continued, "It seems as though I don't have the right attire on."
"He's right," Lady Elaine warily replied," he doesn't have the right attire. W-what do we do about that?"
Blaine didn't seem to bat an eyelash when he said," Then he'll have to
butler chapter 7butler chapter 72 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Thanks to last night's attacker and my butler being caught in a trap, we are now delayed for a few days." Blaine huffed as he sipped his tea.
"What?!" The entire group squealed.
"A few more days?! There's no way we can do that, Blaine! We won't make it back in time for the ship!" Nathaniel stated.
"But we have no choice. Alexander is unable to walk at the moment and I won't risk continuing on, knowing that he could get infected. You would do the same if you were in my situation. Now, the villagers are doing what they can to make us comfortable until this....this blizzard lets up a bit." He replied in a flustered manner.
The tent was silent for a few moments until one of the villagers entered and asked for everyone to go outside. It was clam out, no wind, just the sun lighting up the white ground and heating the area. They inhaled deeply, the burning sensation of cold air filling their noses. Blaine could see that Alexander was outside, standing on his own. He appeared t
trees chapter 2trees chapter 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Alesther didn't like being lost; it just wasn't his thing. Besides, he fell asleep in his tracking lessons. He regretted that now. As he found his way deeper into the cave, he began to calm down and think of ways to get out. It just made him flustered. Instead, he let his fingers brush against the wall, exploring so he could eventually return later.
"How do I get out of here?" He mumbled as he looked around, scuffing his feet on some rocks and nearly slipped. "Stupid rocks! Argh!"
Alesther plopped himself down and pouted for a bit rather than stomping around and throwing a hissy fit. Eventually, he spaced off. By nature, Alesther was a shy child. He liked to keep to himself and read, so he wasn't really good at anything other than books and staying indoors. His siblings would tease him about his skin and hair color, even the way he'd talk. The teasing had got to the point where he'd go hide and communication became rare. It had been like that since he could remember. The mo
butler chapter 1butler chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A long, dark hallway echoed with the chopping noise of footsteps as the walls were exposed to a dull light source, then swallowed up again. The noise grew louder as it drew closer to the end of the hallway itself, a door there to welcome it. The large door opened without comply, not even screaming on its hinges. As the light entered and traveled across the room, it finally landed on a nightstand, footsteps still echoing across the light blue carpet. A sudden burst of light filled the room, making a small body flinch and curl up in its sleep.
The young butler shook his head and fixed his white hair. Walking over to the bed, he blew out the dull light source and bowed.
"It's time to wake up, sir." He said softly.
The teen sat up and blinked. He looked around, adjusting to the light. The butler offered his hand and helped his master out of bed, letting him dress. The boy smirked as his butler put on the tie.
"Something is bothering you, sir. You are rather tense than usual."