Persephones Letter to HadesThe day you came and took me awayPersephones Letter to Hades5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Was the day that Gaia's seasons changed.
You made my mother Demeter cry,
But I never felt so alive.
My sweet beloved dark god, Hades.
Eyes dark as granite
The best thing I ever did was bite that pomegranate.
I cannot bear to live with-out you
Yet I am frost too.
Half the year I spend with you
Is like honey doo,
Sweet and Delectable.
Hades my love
You have given me so much
And when we are apart
My heart begins to break apart.
It might only be six months away from you
Though still I pray, I do
So you and I can be one
My beloved dark Lord, our story has just began.
And until we are together again
At summer's end,
I hope you hold this letter close
So you will forever know
That my love is forever yours.
Guide - realistic dictatorI've noticed a trend of having dictator/world-ruler/people in a position of power characters. Normally, I find these types of characters fascinating - I love hearing the minutiae of how they keep their regime in control, the cults of personality they develop, their rise and their fall ... it's one of the reasons I love 1984 so much; is Big Brother real? Did he even exist in the first place? Who is the real leader of Oceania? Unfortunately, I've begun to see it addressed shoddily and without much thought, so I decided to make a guide of sorts (more like a glorified checklist) for anyone who is curious on how to develop their dictatorial character, and to make them realistic.Guide - realistic dictator5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Why do they want power?
I have seen this written away with, "because they want to control everyone", which is true to an extent with many historical figures who were dictators, and also fictional characters. However, this often goes much deeper than "wanting to control everyone" or "they're mad, I tell you! MAD!"
The DictatorSitting in a palatial wardroomThe Dictator4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Surrounded by bullet-ridden walls
He watches the latest soap opera
Tearing up as he learns
That Jeffy won't be playing football again
Fool the people
Play the game
Before you knock
Tell me my name
His guns are shiny
His shoes are too
His teeth are capped in platinum
His arms are tattooed
Fool the people
Play the game
Showering with filthy billions
Still you reek of shame
It's the U.S. on Line 1
It's the Kremlin on Line 2
Is my yacht ready
Make sure it's stocked with champagne
Fool the people
Play the game
Are you winning
As you run in vain?
Schmoozing with the debutantes
Of Princes in your land
They bow to kiss your ring
Isn't life grand?
As choppers cut down the rabble
Thrill to the 30mm auto-cannon serenade
Blood fills the gutters
And new orphans weep, afraid
Fool the people
Play the game
Satan has your table ready
At the Chateau d' Profane
Cameras flash as reporters query
Do you still intend to parry
The critique of your sty
SugarA young girl of the age of fourSugar11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sat silently on the kitchen floor
Eating cookies to her hearts content.
Unaware of any ill intent.
She ate until she could no more,
And quickly moved up off the floor,
She put her vice back in its stash
For her room she quickly dashed.
As she walked through the room,
She heard a voice mutter "doom"
Unsure of it she couldn't see,
What in this world could it be?
But the darkness made her blind,
No trace was there for her to find
So warily she kept on walking,
And silently it continued stalking,
Her heart raced as she peered,
Pace quickened as she steered.
Not stopping for any hesitation,
Kept heading for her destination.
In her room, door slammed shut,
Her imagination cought in a rut,
Of horrors recently conceived,
Monsters so vivid she believed,
Then as the floor boards creeked.
Overcome she quickly peeked.
Nothing seen, nothing moving,
but the danger was ever looming.
But she kept staring,
Struck down by fear,
Horrible images did appea
My Murderous FriendsDraw your swords you murderous men.My Murderous Friends4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Draw nigh with your arrows dipped in poison.
Let your lying lips come close to my ear.
Let your deceitful eyes meet mine.
The time has come once again.
The time to reveal your true nature.
You live to shed blood, my "friends".
You live to watch me suffer.
Come now, and pierce my heart once again,
with words that slaughter my very soul;
that cause my life to bleed out inside of me,
with rivers of tears that seem to have no end.
Come. Stare at my suffering,
with pitiless eyes that know no empathy;
with lips shaped in joyous smiles.
With laughter and joy, dance around my pain.
Your venomous words penetrate my being.
I stumble from all the pain of your poison.
Light and life is slowly drained.
Shrouding me in darkness
Have I pleased you now my "friends"?
In the midst of my pain, I see you laughing.
Surely my suffering was not in vain,
For you are happy.
The earth is made drunk by my blood.
Blood shed to satisfy your evil thirst.
You wield weapons t
Requiem: Death LettersRequiem: Death Letters4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Leeds is the first awake. Shadows of his dreams still echo in his eyes when he paces into the kitchen and startles her.
"You're too quiet." She smiles.
He doesn't. "Did you sleep?"
"I couldn't," she says.
He just nods. She pours him coffee. He drowns it in milk and sugar. They welcome the morning in companionable silence.
"I wanted to be there for him." It's a whisper. He stares at the coffee mug in his hands, seeing something very different. "I saw him get hit. I wanted to be there so bad. I would have gone in, but Vance held me back. Probably saved my life.
"Zack." He stops, almost overwhelmed, then forces himself to go on. "I would do anything for him. I would die for him. But I couldn't be there." His eyes are rimmed with tears.
She lays her hand over his.
Leeds wipes his face.
An extension of How not to Write Love Interests“Faith, in the sense in which I am here using the word, is the art of holding on to things your reason has once accepted, in spite of your changing moods.” - C.S LewisAn extension of How not to Write Love Interests2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This quote is about faith not love, but you can see how the same logic applies. If faith is not merely to "feel" as if you believe something, why should love be merely to "feel" that you like something?
In the end, faith is remembering you have reason to believe, and love is a choice about how you treat someone. Feelings are irrelevant. They are passing. They are constantly changing, and that's natural. They can indeed play a role in our decisions about relationships, but are a fickle factor to base an entire decision off of. It's like building a house on the sand. We're human beings with intelligence, and there is no such thing as a feeling so powerful we HAVE to act on it-that is fantasy.
What about circumstances? What about age? Can it ever be simply a waste of time?
On my last deviation, people arg
The Empty ChildThe Empty ChildThe Empty Child3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear everything too loudly
I am falling apart
I grew up too fast
I am still a child
I cannot stand still
I see every detail
I cannot remember what I'm doing
I talk about dinosaurs and doctors and darkrooms
I cry for no reason
I do not have the ability to cry now
I see the world differently
I wish you saw it like me
I have a puzzle to put together
I wonder if you'll help me
I hear a song and must sing it
I see a picture and must take it
I see a world, a broken world
I want to fix that, too
I want to play
I need to work
I close my eyes and fall asleep
I remember everything
I forget my head
I stand in blue light
I see the world in shades of blue
I am lost
I have been waiting for you
I am the empty child
Are you my mommy?
Fortitude And Faith“Nileas!” Ausrius bellowed again. He could find no trace of his fellow, even with his enhanced senses, and helmet overlay. No trace of the daemon either.Fortitude And Faith4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He surveyed the cavern again, slowly re-examining all the corners. He checked the load in his bolter, and advanced, weapon at the ready, continuing to scan in visible light, infrared, and wireframe overlay. The ripples and folds of the tunnel played tricks on the mind, casting odd shadows and concealing entire caverns behind seemingly solid formations of stone.
“Nileas,” he voxed again. “Brother, do you copy?” Likewise the dense rock played havoc with the vox net. He had no contact with his squad commander, or Imperial forces on the surface, and, up until a quarter-hour ago, only intermittent contact with his battle brother, and that plagued by static. Now it seemed that too was gone.
Ultimate Showdown Song ParodyThe Ultimate Battle of League of Legends Champions Song ParodyUltimate Showdown Song Parody5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Parody of The Ultimate Showdown of the Ultimate Destiny
By Zach Melmet
Fed chogath was feasting about
The league like it was an in-n-out
When suddenly hiemerdinger burst from the shade
And hit chogath with a cussion grenade
Chogath got pissed and began to scream
But got distracted by nidalee
Who proceeded to pounce him in cougar stance
When sona came and made them all dance
And sona started singing a cool beat
When she got hit by evelynns feet
But before Evelyn could shadow walk away
Amumu hugged her asked to stay
But amumu started crying from all of his fears
And drowned Evelyn in all of his tears
Then he became sad and ran away
But tf ulted in the way
This is the ultimate battle
Of league of legends champions
Silences stuns and spell casting
As far as the fog of war
And only 1 can beat all
And take home all the winnings
This is the ultimate battle
Of league of legends champions
Chogath ate all of twisted fate
The Problem with Self InsertsThe Problem with Self InsertsThe Problem with Self Inserts3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
There is nothing wrong with inserting yourself into a story. Like anything, it can be well done or... not so well done. The fact is, the majority of people who tend to write about self inserts happen to be beginners. Naturally, that causes there to be a pattern of certain, specific mistakes that are frequently found whilst reading anything on the internet. The purpose of this deviation isn't to say that self inserts are bad. I'm simply going to point out the most common mistakes that we usually encounter.
1. Making ourselves better than we really are.
Don't be fooled by the word "better." This can be replaced with mysterious, deep, dark, tragic, romantic, lovable... anything we want. Maybe a mix of a few of those things. The point is, the version of ourselves will be biased.
2. Not making anything bad happen to yourself
Let's talk about the word "bad." Does this mean something, perhaps, like... getting a disease? No. It means anything that interferes with
Artemis has PMSWhat Poseidon never understood was why registration was so important; unless Zeus had developed blindness in the last millennia and had managed to keep it from the rest of the Olympians. Surely he could SEE who was in front of him.Artemis has PMS5 years ago in Humor More Like This
'Hera?' For god's sake surely Zeus knew his WIFE was here!
'Yes darling.' Hera answered sarcastically.
'I said hello to you before we entered the throne room!'
'Yes but I need to know whether you are present NOW!'
'But...Yes I'm here.'
'God of messengers and you're service.'
'I thought you preferred god of kleptomaniacs.' Apollo said innocently,
'Shut it you annoying twurp!'
'Hay cool it little bro.'
'QUIET!' Zeus screeched over the top of the two arguing gods.'Dionysus?' He asked as if nothing had happened.
'Here as ever!'
'Artemis?' No reply, everybody looked to the goddess throne.'Apollo where
Putting Up my WallsPutting Up My WallsPutting Up my Walls4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to have my walls down for everyone to come in
Anyone who seemed to care, anyone who "loved" me
But then I was used, thrown on the ground and stepped on
Till I was bruised, bleeding, weak and completely paralyzed
And from that day forward, I began to build up very tall walls
around my scarred up heart filled with shards of broken glass
So tall that if anyone were to even attempt and climb over them
That they'd become tired, and their hands full of oozing blisters.
No, I never had the desire to let one person in again to abuse me
The walls that have stood for years have caused my heart to chill
Because I didn't want to allow any ray of sunshine to come upon it
In fear that it would eventually become a horrible haunting darkness
That would cause me to recoil further into deep depressing despair
I'd rather be alone within these tall walls, then to be hurt again
For I believe even if I do find that one who manages to climb over
There will still be
Principalities and PowersThe angels that did not keep their proper domain Jude 1:6Principalities and Powers5 years ago in Settings More Like This
The angels who sinned II Peter 2:4
Killing FloorKilling Floor5 years ago in Humor More Like This
7 am, turning on the computer
Gotta wake up, gotta get on steam
Gotta get my load, gotta have my bullpup
Checkin' my supplies, the wave is comin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's British
Gotta get down to the trade stop
Gotta make my trades
I see my friends
Berserkin' in the front row
Sharpshooting in the back row
Gotta make my mind up
Which perk should I take?
It's Killing Floor Killing Floor
Gotta get down on Killing Floor
Everybody's looking forward to the next wave, next wave
Killing Floor Killing Floor
Gettin' down on Killing Floor
Everbody's lookin' forward to the next wave
Shoot em' up Shoot em' up (Yeah!)
Shoot em' up Shoot em' up (Yeah!)
Fuck, shit, I'm hit
I could really use a medic
7:45 we're shootin' in West London
Runnin' so fast, I want time to breathe
Survival, think about survival
You know what it is
You know your position
Pyro at my right-ay
I know my position
Siren on the right side
Flesh Pound on the left side
Gotta make my mind up
Which way do I run?
Matthew and the Blue BoxI didn't tell the Aldermen.Matthew and the Blue Box4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Of course I didn't, I hardly ever told them anything. It was mostly out of spite but their pretentious attitudes towards all things not Alderman had a habit of getting under my skin.
Besides that, we wanted to do this on our own.
Something in the city was restless. I mean, this was London and London never really slept but night tended to be a fair deal calmer than the day (all magical entities aside and we'd had more than our reasonable share of those lately). This night, on the other hand, I had felt something...bend. I didn't know what it was and we were curious so we went out and walked.
I had not walked (in the magical sense, not the normal sense) since my inauguration and I was somewhat wary to do it again considering how I had ended up last time. But as soon as I had set off, I'd felt the safety of the city surrounding me. The shadows and ghosts whispered around me, their dark fingers plucking at the hem of my long coat, peeling away from the he
Commonn Fanfiction Mistakes - FormattingCommonn Fanfiction Mistakes - Formatting1 year 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
Principalities and Powers IINames MeaningPrincipalities and Powers II5 years ago in Settings More Like This
Beelzebub Lord of the Flies 2 Kings 1:2, Matthew 12:24
Belial Worthless &
My Journey to FaithMy own journey to faith has been a long complex one.My Journey to Faith5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Like most African Americans of the 30's, my parents were raised in the church, but neither
of them were really Christians. Furthermore my dad had a bitter experience in church when he
was young that forever soured him to religion and he had absolutely no interest in it.
Mom believed in God and enjoyed watching Robert Schuller's on TV, but her belief in God was mixed
with a hodgepodge of other things, including reincarnation. She was also a firm believer in 'to each his own.'
She thought that all paths led to God and that as long as one led a good life that was enough.
Despite this, God had His hand on me, because from the time I was little I instinctively sought Him.
Very early on I had a deep curiosity and hunger for spiritual things. I loved Bible stories and was
very curious about God. On the few occasions my mom or some other relative took me to visit a church
or Sunday school, I always felt a strange yearning. I wanted something
Zombie Country. Chapter 2.Zombie Country. Chapter 2.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Should we all go?" Splash asked.
"No, that'd be too dangerous." Vex sighed, he looked at Arya and then her body, Arya gave him a look and Vex caught it.
"No, no, maybe you should go because you're smaller." Vex suggested and Splash scoffed.
"But she's a female!"
"That doesn't matter. She's smaller so she has less a chance of being seen and-," Vex started but Splash cut him off.
"I don't care if she's smaller! I'm smarter!" Splash hissed.
"If zombies go after her, she probably has a chance of slipping between small spaces and getting away. Or even hiding." Vex hissed and Splash folded his arms.
Arya opened the back of the truck, the streets were deserted and a few of the shops windows had been smashed open. Vex handed her a large bag, "Just incase you find anything. Just get things that you think we'd need."
She slipped out of the truck with her bow in hand and the bag strapped to her back. Vex and Splash watched her as she pushed open the stores door gently and slid inside.
The HoldersThe HoldersThe Holders5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
In any city, in any country, there's a mental institution or halfway house you can try any of these in. There were 2538 of these, but 2000 were lost. They must never come together. Ever.
Holder of the End
In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution or halfway house in you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself "The Holder of the End". Should a look of child-like fear come over the workers face, you will then be taken to a cell in the building. It will be in a deep hidden section of the building. All you will hear is the sound of someone talking to themselves echo the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul will feel unspeakable fear.
Should the talking stop at any time, STOP and QUICKLY say aloud "I'm just passing through, I wish to talk." If you still hear silence, flee. Leave, do not stop for anything, do not go home, don't stay at an inn, just keep moving,
Defunct FuturesSo, what's it like in the year 2012 in the...Defunct Futures4 years ago in Settings More Like This
2012 in 50's-world, everyone in the US wears hats. Men wear suits, women wear dresses or cute pantsuits. T-shirts and jeans or sweats are something nobody older than a teenager would be caught wearing. There are a lot of uniforms. Everything is very clean and often metallic or gleaming.
The Cold War is of course going on, and China, the Soviet Union, indeed everything from East Germany to Vietnam is the Red World, a unified entity which includes some parts of Africa, including the Red Congo. (Cuba, on the other side, is Capitalist and more-or-less democratic, if corrupt). Everyone in the Red World dresses the same, drives the same standard car, and reports for interrogation four times a year. (Except for the Inner Committee. But to get to that position on must have taken the interrogation drugs dozens of times). Although a "standardized" Socialist culture is promoted, the Chinese are still Chinese, and the increasing tendency of
So Much For A Boring Camp"Man this is so boring! So much for camp activities…we've done nothing all day except sit by the lake and watch people swim," whined Jeffrey Carlson. Jeff had short black hair, dark brown eyes and wore dark blue shorts and a beige t-shirt.So Much For A Boring Camp9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Dude I'm dying for a swim…there's so many people in the lake that it wouldn't be worth it though," sighed Kai Highwind, shaking his head. Kai had unruly brown hair of medium length and crystal blue eyes. He wore baggy grey-blue cargo pants and a thin black hoodie.
"Where else is there to swim? Camp Starshine only has one lake here and the indoor pool, both of which are full of people…," stated Takato throwing a rock into the water.
"Two lakes," said Rika in a correcting voice as she sat up and smiled at the three boys.
"Rika there's only one lake and it's this one," laughed Jeffrey as if she was making a joke.
"Two lakes…one here that everyone knows about…the other hidden and no one dares go through the forest to get to it…"
"What are you talking ab
Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 2Sayia walked through the halls,feeling the eyes of the oni soldiers upon her.It didn't phase,or spook her,in fact her presence spooked them,did she care?No sayia was used to people being afraid of her. She knew she had nothing to be afraid of,just loosing her fellow shinagami's.She had finally entered the shinagami's gathering room,where the shinagamis sat in chairs as the shadow projected a hologram showing their briefing, intelligence,enemy faction weapons and vehicles,and their targets.Sayia sat in her chair which overlooked the round room she stared down them watching them chat and converse,besides yuki who spent most of her time humming her mothers song she wrote for her when she was a little girl.Subjected in the shadow's: Chapter 23 years ago in Settings More Like This
Suddenly a silhouette appeared in the middle of them all, smoking a cigarette,it was their leader,the infamous ONI shadow.The leader of ONI
"Good evening shinagamis."he softly spoke,like a gentleman.
"Good evening shadow sir."they quietly replied.