Serial KillerHandling knives with utmost care,Serial Killer4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The smell of death lingering in the air,
Blood splattered on everything I wear.
Motive or disease;
A quick kill just doesn't please.
The loud tortured screams,
Tears flowing in streams.
I cause quite a scare,
Limbs of my victims strewn here and there.
They scream that I'm going to Hell,
But oh, very well.
It's better than this society that fell.
I always get away,
In this game that I play,
I love to kill every night and day.
And I will not cry
Over the day I will die,
Because death and I aren't very shy.
I'll kill to my demise,
And I will say no goodbyes,
For it's in the ground where all my friends lie.
Thirteenth Century Chivalry The notion of chivalry has its roots in the Middle Ages as a philosophy by which the nobility, and particularly the knightly class, lived out their lives. Its application extended to all aspects of life, including romance, warfare, the tournament, and daily activities. To some degree, the concept was universal throughout all of medieval Europe, as emphasized by the distribution of Arthurian Legends and other chivalric manuscripts, which were copied and circulated throughout the continent.(1) Works featuring exemplary knights performing valiant deeds while leading honorable lives, like Wolfram von Eschenbach's Parzival and Gottfried von Strassburg's Tristan, as well as many French works, would have circulated across Europe.(2) However, the particular virtues that were emphasized often varied from one kingdom to the next, and shifted over generations. During the thirteenth century, chivalry took a particular form within the two intertwiThirteenth Century Chivalry5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Persephones Letter to HadesThe day you came and took me awayPersephones Letter to Hades4 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.
EnoughMelissa remained in her chambers, waiting for them to return. Searing only a short dress, she sat against the wall, restrained tightly. The iron collar around her neck was fused to a solid bar that went straight down to her feet. Two holes just wide enough for her ankles were present at the end, with two additional holes to trap her hands partway up the hole as well. The collar was chained to the wall behind her, with the posterior end fastened to a ring in the floor. The device restricted her position to remain with her back bent slightly forward, and her knees bent, rendering her extremely uncomfortable.Enough4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, it could always be worse. I could have been turned to stone.
The last year or so of her life had been extremely difficult on her and quite unique, mostly such that it had lasted over a thousand years. Twelve hundred, actually. So much changed for her in a short time that it was impossible to keep away the suspicion that she was dreaming. How could something so horrible l
Principalities and Powers IINames MeaningPrincipalities and Powers II4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Beelzebub Lord of the Flies 2 Kings 1:2, Matthew 12:24
Belial Worthless &
Quotes from serial killers"One side of me says 'wow that's an attractive chick, I'd like to talk to her, date her' the other side says I wonder what her head would look like on a stick." -Edmund KemperQuotes from serial killers9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"I just wanted to see how it felt to shoot Grandma." - Edmund Kemper
"The first good-looking girl I see tonight is going to die." - Edmund Kemper
"I remember there was actually a sexual thrill . . . you hear that little pop and pull their heads off and hold their heads up by the hair. Whipping their heads off, their body sitting there. That'd get me off." - Edmund Kemper
"I am not insane, I'm just queer."-Albert Fish
final words: "Kiss my ass!"-John Wayne Gacy
"You have not caught me yet and you are not likely to. I shall keep on at my work, for I love it, and I will send you something for a Christmas box."
- Jack The Ripper
"I'm not an alien maniac, nor yet a foreign tripper. I'm just your jolly, lively friend. Yours truly, Jack the Ripper." - Jack The Ripper
"We all go a little mad sometimes"- Norman Bates
Principalities and PowersThe angels that did not keep their proper domain Jude 1:6Principalities and Powers4 years ago in Settings More Like This
The angels who sinned II Peter 2:4
Zycra's bioZycra's bio4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Zycra Zordford
Species: Fire Succubus
Height: 113 feet/34m when Giant - 5'8 feet/1m70 when human sized.
Skin colour: Golden Brown
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Amber
Wing colour: Black and red
Other characteristics: Tattoo on her left arm
As youngest member of the Zordford family, and with almost always a big grin on her face, Zycra is an enthusiastic, fun-loving and excitable succubus.
Tomboyish and extremelly mischievious even for her kind, it is needless to say that Zycra is a prankster in the large sense of the word. Always living in the intensity of the moment, she thinks that almost everything has the potential to become a game to satisfy her own amusement, and doesn't really give any real importance to the consecuences of her actions.
Due to her tendency to mess with almost everyone she first mets, her relationship with others usually end up as follows; either you hate her be
I am humanI am a humanI am human4 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
my blood is red, I have 10 fingers and toes, I can breath and my heart has the same beat as yours, I have the same capacity of emotion as you and the same capacity for pain. I can be both Good and Bad or i can be none. I have a brain capable of complex thought just like you. I also have a Soul just like you do. But most importantly, I am a Human Being, just like you, just like 7.125 billion Humans that inhabit this earth.
so please lets treat each other not as someone of lower status, but as someone of equal status, as a human being.
Defunct FuturesSo, what's it like in the year 2012 in the...Defunct Futures3 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
In The Mind of a Serial Killer Some would call me crazy. How could that be?Those people had it coming! Why? Because of how the looked at me!In The Mind of a Serial Killer7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The first one was a mistake, yes. Yes, a mistake. She looked at me like I was some, some animal! So, I pushed her. And down she descended, down the stairs of an empty hall.
But, something happened! I got a feeling, one that had been missing most my life. Bliss, that I could control someone else's life in my very own hands! Watch the fire go out of their eyes! Oh, and how much joy their screams have brought me! Ha! They all deserved it!
How could you call me a monster? If anything, I am an angel!
Art is what it is. All the ways I have killed. Drowning, cutting their hearts out while it still beats, cutting off their fingers as they scream. The last two are my favorite.
Best of all is the fame! E
FI: Interludes, First Date (Part 1)Title: FI: Interludes, First Date Part 1FI: Interludes, First Date (Part 1)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Characters: The Commander, The Scientist
Universe: Mass Effect
Two people a Commander and a Scientist walked slowly down the hall. The Commander unable to entirely shake his training looked awkward marching to a slow beat next to the graceful strides of the Scientist. The two stood close, closer then two would normally stand, their shoulders almost brushing and yet neither seemed to be able to take the next logical step. Neither seemed to be able to take the others hand. Furtive glances were stolen in turn, neither able to catch the other's eyes. Silence followed them heavy and awkward like a cloud.
The Commander fixed his eyes forward trying to steady himself. He felt out of place, out of control, it wasn't something that happened often. The last time he had felt this way he
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?
The DictatorSitting in a palatial wardroomThe Dictator3 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
Finding Meaning in Meaningless ThingsThe casket glinted in the light as it hung over the grave. A few people shed tears, a few more tried to hide theirs. One woman dabbed at her eye with a black handkerchief. Others managed to keep their composure.Finding Meaning in Meaningless Things1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
None of the audience shuffled when a woman stepped behind the casket. Her black hair was cut short just below her shoulder, almost blending in with her black dress. A pair of diamond earrings sparkled in the sunlight.
She looked over the audience and futzed with the few sheets of paper she held in her hand. She took one glance at the papers, then lowered them and looked at the audience instead. They looked back at her with wanting expressions. Then she spoke.
"One day, I was walking with Eve and I asked her, 'If you had seventy minutes to do whatever you wanted, no matter how possible or legal, what would you do?' When I asked her this, she kept looking forward, and simply answered 'I would watch the world.' So, I asked her why.
"She broke into a big smile then, and I think you
Golden Blood -- Ch. 1Chapter One - SyraGolden Blood -- Ch. 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There was a time when dragons ruled the earth. But that time is past.
I often asked myself how this came to be. How we, the rulers of the sky, the magic-shapers and fire-breathers, could have descended so low in what seems like such little time. I wasn't alive for much of the dragons' rule. It ended when I was only five cycles old. And yet I still missed it, I missed it with every inch of me that hated the humans, and loved magic.
Well, I supposed there was nothing for it.
Our land-- if we truly had the right to call it our land any longer-- was a beautiful place. I marvelled at its beauty everywhere I went; at the black mountains frosted with glittering snow, at the shivering reflections of sunlight on the lakes. Every journey held a new discovery, and a new beauty that could take my breath away. The life of a nomad was suited to me, that I could find beauty in the simplest of things, and endure some discomfort for it. My brother, however
Well, he's a d
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
The Problem with Self Inserts The Problem with Self InsertsThe Problem with Self Inserts 2 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
Gender Roles 101MPut away the Legos. Put away the Tonka Trucks. Don't go running outside without your shoes laced. Tie them yourself, like a big boy.Gender Roles 101M10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"Can't died in a war."
Don't bother me when I'm cooking and don't ask for a cookie, it'll spoil your dinner. I've told you a thousand times. Play with fake guns and tool sets and for God's sake be careful when you grow up. Stay out of the street and out of your father's closet; you know he hates it when you scuff his shoes. Don't pull the dog's tail, don't try to ride him, just pet him nicely and play fetch OUTSIDE. You're a bull in a china shop. Stand up straight. Don't pick your nose. Don't make faces like a whiney little spoiled brat. Never let anyone see you cry or you'll never be seen as a man. Don't go near girls or you'll turn gay or become a womanizer. You've got to play sports. If you aren't he best, try harder. Nobody loves a loser, and no one notices people who don't stand out.
"Can't died in a war."
Quit jumping up and down or people will thin
Succumb"Mine, mine now."Succumb3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A hiss rings through you and pierces into complete chaos.
Unhallowed visions of daemonic abominations from the crypt tear at your soul.
You have been possessed by the daemonic hosts of Hell.
They are inside you.
You are their gate to this world.
No subtleties are made.
The visceral forces of Evil claw and swarm with a vicious hunger to be free.
Visions of death and torture fill your eyes blood red with horror.
"Be, be what we are."
See the dead devour the living.
Hear the wails of anguish and pain.
Smell the rot of flesh as lives are brutally exterminated.
A chill bites at your spine as your body freezes in shock.
The cold swims through your veins, as you become theirs.
"Open, open the gates.
Let us free free.
Your assistance will be rewarded, young one.
Join our crusade. Join, join us.
Become one with us, us."
Resistance fails as you succumb to the Powers of Darkness.
Your mind clouds and shuts down immediately, you were meant to be theirs.
"Welcome home my child."
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 Faith3 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.
Dragon Wings-- ProloguePART ONEDragon Wings-- Prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The mountains of the western lands were tall and packed tightly together, huddling in groups as if in defence from the frigid skies. Trees and grass reached up over part of the mountains' bases, but the higher the stone stood, the less foliage was to be seen. By the time one reached a mountain peak, the world was devoid of life and colour, defined only by the breath of wind and swirls of silver snow. Once the moon was high in the night sky, the flurries rose to stinging storms, and the wind bit with a sudden new fury in the darkness. The sky grew pale and cloud-obscured, bathing the mountaintops in smudges of frosty white.
The high altitudes of the mountains saw few visitors, but it was during one of these cold, harsh nights that a group of five dragons were silhouetted against the crescent moon. The party folded their wings and drifted downwards, coming to rest on the craggy slope of the nearest mountain.
"Listen up!" the largest of them, a green-scaled male,
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 PMS4 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