TEOSSWH part 3TEOSSWH part 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Buzz, Buzz told by George Carlin
George Carlin: Trevor the traction engine was enjoying his work in the vicarage orchard birds were singing & apples were ripening on the trees it was a lovely day
James: hello Trevor
George Carlin: said James
James: you look as bright & cheerful as my red paint
Trevor: oh I am
George Carlin: replied Trevor
James: whats that noise?
Trevor: its the bees
George Carlin: laughed Trevor
Trevor: theyre all in these boxy things called beehives Im taking them to them to the station the vicar says his bees make good honey & hes giving some of them to his friends
George Carlin: just then Boco the diesel engine hummed in
Boco: take care you 2 dont make the bees angry they might sting you
George Carlin: James didnt like being told what to do by a diesel & he buzzed away
Boco: goodbye Trevor
George Carlin: called Boco & set off to see Duck at the next station Bill & Ben the tank engine twins were busy
I'm leaving this world for youNo man can provoke me to start a war and fight.I'm leaving this world for you5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I refuse to battle the fools, any day or night.
No food can satisfy me as much as before.
I don't desire flesh as much as a whore.
No music is quite necessary to make me want to dance.
Thinking of you is what puts me in a musical trance.
No games interest me. I don't even watch sports news.
I'm leaving this world because I need to be with you.
Ricepires Comic Request 4 LEEEA Vampire Chronicles-themed request for LatiasChild:Ricepires Comic Request 4 LEEE6 years ago in Humor More Like This
[Lestat is wearing a red frock coat to his mid-thigh, a white shirt, and red culottes with white stockings, as well as red paste-buckle shoes. Louis is wearing brown full-length breeches and a white shirt with full sleeves, probably some ruffle detail down the front. Both are sitting at a table] -------- denotes change in panel
Lestat: Why so glum? I bet I could put a smile on that melancholy face. *winks*
Louis: I lost my wife and child.
Lestat: *inches closer* So youre single, then?
Lestat: *takes Louis hand*
Louis: *pulls hand away* *backs away from Lestat*
[end of flashback sequence. We see Louis (in a green version of Lestats outfit earlier) and Lestat (in a lavender outfit possibly) sitting by Claudia (who is in a yellow dress)]
Lestat: And thats how I met your father. See, Daddy was smooth! *grins*
Claudia: *blink, blink like WTF?
Green Fields of FranceThe Green Fields of FranceGreen Fields of France8 years ago in Historical More Like This
The sunlight streams down through the tall eucalyptus trees in the forest, illuminating my path of childhood discovery. I am eight years old, bitten by the bug of inquisition, and it is my duty to explore all of the hidden wonders in the fields, my backyard.
I am nineteen, charging across the distant green fields of France, a long way from my home. What am I doing here? What is going on? The world is turned upside down, confusion is everywhere. There is green on the ground and now green in the sky. Gas!
The silvery shapes were darting to and fro in the calm waters of the dam. I am nine, watching the fish, wondering how they could survive in the water. I continue on my path of discovery, but before long my mother calls. Lunch.
I am eighteen, sitting in a musky trench in a land afar. Time for a break from the chaos of fighting, time to eat. The canned beef is tough, hard to eat. Chewing hardly helps. I swallow, and feel the uneasy sensation of it running
:ocd:You're lucky it's not that bad yet.:ocd:6 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Yeah, well you don't know what I do on my own time.
On my own I let it all go. Sit on the floor and claw at mind. Turn out the lights and stare.
Then it comes to me.
You tell me to think about something else.
But everyting else on my mind just swallows up the distractions.
Do something to get your mind off it.
But it's not that easy. Honestly, the things I think about
I'm afraid to write down.
I don't want people I know to know.
Hell, I don't even want people I don't know to know.
And it's past the point where I'm scared of it.
Past the point where I hide myself because I'm afraid I'll do it.
No, no, no.
I'm at the stage where the thought of doing something drastic just makes me smile like fuck. It makes me start to think about what I'm going to do to get away with it. Makes me sit there and think about it. Now I don't know if the thoughts are causing this, or if they're calming me down.
And now I love it. I feed off it. I don't want to get over it.
Balto: The First Day-Chapter 7Chapter 7: A PromiseBalto: The First Day-Chapter 76 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Steele bitterly remembered that day; it was the first time Balto had utterly beaten him. "Alright, you did beat me that day wolfdog, but you didn't have the sense to finish what you started."
"Steele, if I had any sense that day I wouldn't have started in the first place," Balto replied.
"Heh, you still cling to your good-boy ideals do you?"
"And you still cling to your selfish ego," a voice shot out. Steele looked back and saw that his own team, along with most of the town's dogs were gathered around the doorway to the cabin, "It's over Steele," Jenna called out, "We've got you now."
"No. It won't end like this," Steele growled. He was not about to lose to Balto. Snarling, he grabbed Balto by the scruff of his neck and tossed him across the room, slamming his injured shoulder into the hard iron stove. Balto collapsed from the pain and Nikki, Kaltag and Star stepped in to help him, "You three back off! He's mine!" Steele growled.
"No Steele, we'v
Denton Vs JensenJC Denton was walking in a dark alley, behind 'Ton Hotel. He had to do a job for the Illuminati, he had to kill one of the people who threatened the new world order. He was seen in Hell's Kitchen, asking questions about him. But he asked the wrong people. Jordan Shea called him saying that someone was looking for him. A Mech.Denton Vs Jensen5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was about to get up to the fire escape ladder, to take a look on his brothers room, when he heard something falling from the roof. He didnt have time to react when Adam Jensen landed with force beside him and knocked him of his feet. With just a thought he activated all his nano augmentations, just to be ready. It was a good move. The aggressive defensive system was beeping so loud that he was going mad, but he was content. Jensen was about to make his first bad move. The mini bombs from the claymore augmentation exploded prematurely, wounding Jensen seriously, leaving him gasping for air.
"You must be Adam Jensen. Morgan Everett says hi."
Jensen gave an angry
The Snake and the DragonIn the kingdom of Greenland lived a young and courage green dragon named Tabaluga. As well as being the last of his kind, Tabaluga was also the crown-prince of Greenland, destined to watch over it as its hero. He may have been only seven years of age in human years, but he was the strongest and bravest creature you could find. Over the time he spent in his home land of Greenland, he has met all kinds of friends, all of which loved and cared for their dragon protector. However, there was one particular creature in the valley that wanted to have his own special meeting with the heroic dragon.The Snake and the Dragon5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It all started like any other day, Tabaluga awoke from his dreams of talking to his late father and glided down from his mountain home. It was such a thriving day and Tabaluga couldn't wait to meet up with his good friends. He walked into the forest, not wanting to have to fly everywhere willy nilly. He waved and smiled as his passed by the friendly animals that lived in the forest and in return the
Villager's Smash-Out!! PROLOGUE"SMASH WOMEN'S BOXING FEDERATION, A COLLABORATION WITH THE WVBA/CRAFTED BY THE ONLY PRINCESS THAT MATTERS/WILL BEGIN A WEEK FROM NOW/SIGN YOUR NAME ON FORM BELOW TO ENTER"Villager's Smash-Out!! PROLOGUE1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
The green-clad Villager overlooked the flyer, eager with anticipation for the day's events. As it turns out, it actually HAS been a week since that flyer came out, and our protaganist just so happens to have a boxing match; her first ever.
"I've tried to do as much training as I can...I hope I'm ready!" she thought to herself as she slapped a red pair of boxing gloves onto her taped hands. She was a mayor once; but for now, she's a boxer.
She walked down the ramp to a roar of cheers. As she waved with her red gloves, she slipped into the ring and was directed into her corner by the oddly silent referee with a weird green cap on. All she had to do was wait...
And there her opponent was, and...what the heck is that thing? It's like a weird...white and green...puppet object. Behind it was a woman in white carrying a pur
e x h a u s t i n g Forever living behind a happy smilee x h a u s t i n g 8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Primarily Obsessional OCD (Pure-O)I enjoy writing something personal and throwing it out into the world, knowing that what I write is nothing incriminating or something I'd regret, and that the only people who will be reading it will not be deterred by a memory of me, but rather will take my words at face value. With no image to solidify this event, this piece will blur and merge with the countless other texts people have read through the years and it'll be as though it never truly existed. Forgotten.Primarily Obsessional OCD (Pure-O)2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Take it from me, for someone who has difficulty forgetting, that is a very comforting thought.
Before I do this, for the love of Barry's Tea, don't take this so seriously. Nothing horrific has ever happened to me. I'm a healthy twenty-something year old with a loving family and the most amazing friends I could ask for!
So what's the big deal? Well, yesterday I spoke to my mother about something I probably should have told her about years ago. I told her I had OCD and it turns out she does too. It's funny how well you can
Commonn Fanfiction Mistakes - FormattingCommonn Fanfiction Mistakes - Formatting11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Before we can even begin to talk about other areas inside of writing, we need to talk formatting. I'm very nitpick-y on this, and I know for a fact that it's a huge turn off for other people as well. A story with odd formatting makes it hard to read, and the reader's experience with the story is already subconsciously turning negative. You could have a great story, but with too many "cutesy" things you throw in, it becomes distracting and results in your reader hitting the back button.
Examples of bad formatting:
"**~~Flash Back to the Day Before brought to you by Sawney and Bean~~**"
"I was wearing a Gothic dress to school to show up all the preps! (it looked like this: insert image link here )"
"She was so ready to drop out of middle school (A/N: UUUUUUUGHHHHHH ME TOO!!! I'm so done!)"
"Zomg! Don't even talk to me after you cheated on me Nile! > : ("
"And look here I'm j
The World I Want To Live InI want to live in a world where no one has to come out. I want nobody to ever have to go through that emotional and physical torture. I want there to be no reason to come out. Because in this new world, it wouldn't matter! Nobody would care who another person loves, because it's love and none of their business!The World I Want To Live In4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I want to live in a world where no one cares. I want apathy, not acceptance. Because, there's no need for acceptance because there's no chance of rejection! There's nothing wrong with it, so rejection and persecution are logically ruled out. I don't want to hear this dialogue ever again "I'm gay." "Good for you!" Good for you? You don't hear "good for you" for being born with hazel eyes or being heterosexual. Honestly, there is no difference, stop perpetuating one! It's just like when a little kid gets hurt, you don't tell the kid they're hurt, because if you did, they would freak out. If we never recognize it as a difference, then there won't be one! Everybody is the
Oh Deutschland hoch in Ehren englisch versionOh Deutschland hoch in Ehren englisch version4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Oh Germany in high esteem
Text by Ludwig Bauer and melody by Henry Hugo Pierson in 1859
Oh Germany in high esteem,
you sacred land of loyality,
always lights your fame´s shine,
in east and west anew!
You stand firm as thy mountains,
against the force of the enemy and deception,
and like the eagle's flight from the nest
your spirit will fly.
Hold out! Hold out!
Let waft up the banner!
Show him, show the enemy,
that we stand together faithfully!
He dares to test our old strength,
when the battle-cry rages against us!
| : Hold out in the roaring storm! : |
Remember your fathers!
Remember the great age.
As Germany's good knight´s sword,
was victorious in every battle!
These are the old swords still,
this is the german heart.
You´ll never bring us back to the yoke,
we´ll stand firmly like iron!
Hold out! Hold out!
Let waft up the banner!
Show proudly, show the world
that we stand together faithfully.
That old german strength will be proved,
no matter if the peace shines,
7 Tips for Collaborative Writing7 Tips for Collaborative Writing7 Tips for Collaborative Writing2 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Anybody Can Write a Novel
Chapter 7 “From Story to Art” – Section 10 “Co-Writing”
With Links to Supplementary Material
It has become increasingly popular for writers to want to collaborate with another person in order to create a story, and with good reason. Having another person cuts down the amount of work each of you has to do, gives you new perspective, challenges your style, and can help you improve tremendously. That being said, it is also has about the same likelihood of succeeding as a business venture of selling Popsicles in Antarctica. Today, I'm going to explain the flaws in writing collaboratively, as well as some tips for traversing its murky waters.
Tip 1: Know the risks.
It may seem difficult to envision, but writing is a very intimate activity by which you infuse your soul
Movie Monsters Chapter IIBeing a werewolf sucks.Movie Monsters Chapter II5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I've never been one to complain, but it's a pretty raw deal and if anyone knows how to get off this ride I'd be glad to hear it.
The suckage started right after I escaped the clutches of pervy Ian and his idiot sidekick Benny. I was exhausted, there was a healing bite wound on my shoulder, and my hands were burned raw and bloody from holding on to that silver-threaded rope. All I wanted to do was clean up with a nice hot shower, go to sleep, and wake up to discover that it had all been a dream.
Simon greeted me at the door. Gave me one look, hissed, and took off running into the night. I haven't seen him since. Stupid cat, I guess he thought I was going to eat him. A dog wouldn't have abandoned me in my greatest time of need.
Next morning comes around, and wouldn't you know, I can still go fuzzy. Seems weird, being able to change whenever I want like that. I thought it would be controlled by the moon or nightfall. I figured taking a few days off wouldn't be such
Vintner's DanceI am made of wine, tonight.Vintner's Dance10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beware! I am made of wine and
unbottled. Poured out upon the land
with the madness ascending
in lush crimson spirals,
spat to the sky in bloody spray;
grape of wrath and raving
as country pond ripples
on slow, cool, spring evenings.
I have danced the vintner's dance
seen my feet and hands bloodied,
stained beyond seeing, purple-d
beyond righting or repair
and chuckled bravely, to myself,
this too, yes, shall...
I have walked the rows with the
cart, weeping to gain the harvest,
and in the heat, watered the ground
with both sweat and tears until
they refused to divide and the whole
body wept as one.
Look, at all I've done.
Midnight Ravings of Love and LossI feel nothing.Midnight Ravings of Love and Loss4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have no reason to go to sleep in the evening,
I have no reason to get up in the morning.
He did this.
He changed me.
He was at the center of the best moment of my young life
and when everything I knew came crashing down, with him to blame
he helped me rebuild.
His soft voice and vulgar humor sustained me.
His eyes, his hair, his body seduced me.
His laugh, his mere existence brought me happiness
I owe him everything.
He changed me.
He was my reason to go to sleep in the evening,
He was the reason to get up in the morning.
He was my world.
He forced me to feel
He made me feel love
Even if it was all one sided,
he made me feel.
I'm sure I'll miss those feelings
I know I'll miss him.
But, right now, I can't tell.
I feel nothing.
RainTodayRain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
rain caught us by surprise
we started running for shelter,
but then you stopped
and, confused, I turned to you...
you gave me one of your big smiles
with your wet hair framing your sweet face...
we had forgotten
that the rain
was just another reason
to take our clothes off
APH Headcanon: Norway (2)-Flashback-APH Headcanon: Norway (2)2 years ago in Humor More Like This
The year was 2009, and like any other year, the European countries were clustered together at the host country's house. This year, it happened to be at Russia's rather spacious house. Countries like England, Ireland, Spain, the Italy bothers, Germany, Greece, and many others were present in the kitchen getting refreshments while the scoring was being done; after all, they simply needed to hear the final announcements.
However, sitting on the couch in front of the TV, were the 'Pot 2' group, consisting of the Nordic 5 and Estonia.
As the countries were sending in final votes, Norway was stationed on the edge of the couch, biting his fingers. He growled a bit and glared at Finland when he noticed that Finland was the only country on the couch who didn't give him 12 points. That glare faded, soon, though. He watched in awe as Alexander Rybak's performance broke 300 points.
He stared blankly for a brief moment while his b
THAT'S what I call Volturi 4I'm in VolturiTHAT'S what I call Volturi 46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
(To the tune of 'Barbie Girl' by Aqua)
Written by the Ancients (Caius, Marcus, and Aro)
Sung by the Ancients (I'm sorry I keep on making them sing. Anyone have any ideas for songs the guard can sing?)
Caius: Hey, Aro...
Aro: Hi, Cai!
Caius: Aro, do I really have to say this?
Aro: YES! The song's starting!
Caius: *looks extremely uncomfortable* Hey Aro want to go party?
Aro: *whisks Caius away at vamp speed* Good, let's go!
REFRAIN: Aro: *starts singing* I'm in Volturi, happy as can be-e-e!
Life in bloodlust, has transformed us!
Caius: We can bite real hard, *snickers* and Bella's a retard!
Marcus:*in his low-pitched, emotionless voice* Vamp transformation, this is an Aro-nation.
Aro: Come on, Caius-oh, I love this!
Aro: I'm an ancient vampire; it's something to admire.
Dress me in all black robes, I'll be happy!
Marcus: Become a vampire, like us-me, Aro, and Caius-
Caius: Tell a human and you won't be laughing!
dawn, ellipsed.it only makes sensedawn, ellipsed.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
that we should make love
with our words first:
testing out the contours
of our consonants
and the valleys
of each vowel
until we're ready
to map out
one another's skins,
and learning which words
belong as whispers
hot off of tongues,
printed on the napes
of nervous necks,
and which declarations
should be shouted
that the couple
on the next page
is pounding on the walls
we will lay our heads
on pillows of prose
and listen for our stormy
breath to crash into
the space between us
and calm into solidarity
and dawn will break
our lips into grins
while our eyes remain in sleep,
your fingers still wading
through my hair
and we will punctuate each day
always choosing ellipses
because there is no end
just one is never enough).
Eyes of the SunThe eyes of the sun are boring my gutEyes of the Sun2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the alcoholic dream has ended.
What do you say or do when they come
to take everything away and you let them?
the mountains curve upward like a cactus
chalk skin bent away from stony sticks that
stab the gray air
All the words, the words working, writhing, singing
off the page, paid, and rent in two;
stanzas i could not decipher, melodies too pale for the page
I'm not thinking of you.
I could say this 10,000 times and it would not become true.
The Whole Damn Thing.I'm a strong believerThe Whole Damn Thing.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in letting yourself love
improbably and eclectically
even for a day
or an elevator ride
or a single exchange of smiles
letting that stranger
have your whole heart
even as you know
of an act
you are committing
because they may forget
to return a piece
or they may just keep
the whole damn thing.