Ripper's DiaryRipper's Diary4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
I'm starting a new chapter in my life, so Papa says I should keep a diary.
Hi! My name is Ripper and I am 15 years old. I'll be 16 very soon, though! Papa gave me an early birthday present since he won't be here for the actual day, and he gave me the best present in the whole universe! An otter! He says that otters hold hands when they are in running water so that they don't get separated from their family and friends, and that even though we are going to be apart for a little while, he would never let me float away. I named my new friend Otto and we will be super best friends. So super that I put a cape on him and he loves it. Mama got me a book..."Claws of Steel: a Young Monsters Guide to a lean, firm, undead body!" She says I will thank her for it some day... I wish she'd gotten me something I could thank her for now.
Mama and Papa are going away to Europe so I'm going to be staying with my Uncle and his Fiancé for a little while. I've never been away from hom
Adventures of Dahvie Vanity P1Adventures of Dahvie Vanity P14 years ago in Profiles More Like This
One day Dahvie Vanity woke up in his house and
looked next to him. "OH MY GOD what is Jayy Von Monroe
doing in my bed?!" Dahvie thought to himself. Awkward
So Dahvie got out of bed and got dressed. "Why am I
naked" thought Dahvie. Then he went to the kitchen
and got himself some cereal. Which he ate in his
living room while watching tv.
Half an hour later, Jayy woke up.
"So what happened last night?" Dahvie says to Jayy
as he's getting his cereal.
"Umm, well I don't know but it was fun. Because we
got drunk." Jayy explains to Dahvie.
"Well that explains a lot" Dahvie grumbles.
Jayy grabs his cereal and sit across the couch
from Dahvie. They eat in silence watching watching tv.
Dahvie finihes his cereal.
"Well,I guess I'll go take a shower now." Dahvie says
over his shoulder at Jayy.
After Dahvie showered he stood in his washroom,
then got dressed. He looked around his washroom
and got out his blow-dryer. Then he dries and brushes
"Where's my hair straightner? Damn it
Monster High About: Hayley HulkingMonster High About: Hayley Hulking3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Hayley Robert Hulking
Age: 15 years
Hair: Black with brown highlights
Height: 9 feet, 7 inches
Physical Hulk Traits: Green skin, super strength and very tall.
Family: The hulks. Hayley's mom Mary and dad Robert. She's a only child and has a big dog named Bruno.
Favourite Colour: Purple, Violet and Grass Green.
Favourite Food: Sushi. Preferably octopus sushi.
Favourite Desert: Butterscotch and Vanilla ice cream.
Least favourite Food: Liver of any kind (mostly cow).
Favourite School Subject: Physical deaduction, Creative writing and Music. It's good practice for her future career.
Least Favourite Subject: Oceanography beacuase of the difficulties.
Friends: She has three. Cilia Satan, Rosetta Veil and Rebbeca NightShade.
Pet Peeve: When people thinks she's a terrorise brute because of her kind. She also hates when people get
Wendel Wendigo: Journal 1Wendel Wendigo: Journal 14 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The school year is off to a good enough start. Back on the casketball team again. I am still being overshadowed by that
DoucheDeuce Gorgon guy. Issac DeVile tells me he's really a 'nice' guy, but I don't agree. Anybody standing in my way to the top is on my 'take down' list. Technically, this means Clawd is too. Issac says my attitude is a sure way not to make captain next year.
More love letters. Every few days I get letters in my locker from some ghouls. I don't get why. It's not like I ever talk to them. I can't stand most ghouls. Too complicated. If they can 'like' me without knowing me, I can dislike them without knowing them. I am fine without a ghoulfriend, thanks! Never had one, never will.
I got sent to the Headless Mistress today. I didn't eat enough at lunch so I was really pissed off and this stupid substitute creature tried to tell me I couldn't eat in class. He took away my food. He took. My food. Wendigo are greedy
Lost Love Found Ch.1Chapter 1Lost Love Found Ch.13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The year was now 2012. And everything about Henry had faded into a distant memory.
After Draculaura's Sweet 1600, the weekend went by creepily slow, as Valentine worked as hard as he could to get that retched smell out of his clothes and more importantly, off of himself. His mother was furious when he arrived home as he dripped god-knows-what on her 13th century rug in the foyer. She shuffled in and hooped and hollered about the mess and the smell and the fact he hadn't cleaned up after his pet bats. He rolled his eyes and without a word stalked past her nagging to the sanctuary of his own bedroom.
He just wasn't in the mood to deal with her screeching and felt that he could put off the lecture of 'you have to listen and obey your mother' as he slammed and locked his bedroom door. With a sigh, the vampire headed for the bathroom and glanced at himself in the vampire-proof mirror. He stared at his wide-eyed glare for what felt like ages before finally bringing himself to just
Unseen Love Ch.1CHAPTER 1Unseen Love Ch.13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jackson Jekyll was sitting on his bed, his phone being balanced on his shoulder with the side of his head as he scrolled through a website of fun posts and blogs on his laptop. Jackson had checked out of the hospital earlier that week after going through weeks of recovery and physical therapy after Manny Taur's attack on him and was excited to get back to school the next morning. For those weeks of recovery, he attended his classes via webcam thanks to Frankie and his other friends.
And Valentine visited him the hospital every day he could, bringing him new flowers as the old ones began to wither.
"Did you see my latest post, sugah?" Valentine's southern accent-laced voice asked over the phone. Jackson scrolled through, his eyes panning the multitude of pictures and text.
"I'm looking there's too many cats on my dash." Jackson mumbled noting to himself to stop following so many werecat girls. Finally, he found a picture that was posted by 'SecretLuver', Valentine's usern
Jacob Voorhees' JournalJacob Voorhees' Journal4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Well it's that time of year again. Mother's Day. Well since my mother left my dad a few years ago, I've always helped make a little something for my grandma. Pamela Voorhees. Dad has his little shrine for her with her disembodied head, which is a little too over the top for me, so I picked a few flowers around the lake and set them down in front of the shrine. I heard from my dad that she was a very caring lady. She didn't mind my dad's condition and was very kind to him. I wish I could've met her. I'm sure she wanted to see her son all grown up with a kid.
Well today is my dad's birthday. I actually made a nice statue for dad. It took me a pretty long time in the shed and even more of an effort to keep it a secret from him. He actually looked pretty happy when I showed it to him. He hugged me actually, which is something he pretty rarely does. After he put the statue up on top of the fireplace mantle, he ruffled my hair and walked past me. My dad's pretty cool, even
The Car SceneThe Car SceneThe Car Scene4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Swan Lake Recital Saga
It was actually a very beautiful night. The full moon was shinning bright on the night sky as the silver Mercedes Benz CLK 320 Convertible was crossing the city streets.
Not much was being said between the two people inside of the car, but he could clearly notice that she was feeling down again, with her gaze lost in the street lights that passed by as fast as fireflies.
-You're still thinking about it?- he asked gently looking at her. It took her a moment to respond, but first she sighed.
-It's not like I'll take it out of my head that easily -she answered looking down to her feet- I've been ignoring my own feelings for more than a week I just can't hold them in any longer -
He stared at her for a moment and then looked back to the front.
-I understand -he said and then he remained in silence for a while- I really don't like seeing you like this, Ms.Geist... I don't think you deserve it -
EAH: The road out of Oz ain't paved in goldMy father, ruler of the Winkies and Emperor of the West, means the world to me. Really, you have no idea. BUT – and pretending that witch girl didn't botch her pledge – if it turned out I'd take his place instead of Nikole? I don't think I'd have the heart to go through all that. I mean who wants to get chopped up in a million pieces and wind up as a hunk of metal?EAH: The road out of Oz ain't paved in gold1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
I mean no offense to Papa, but no other Ozian would wish that on their kid.And what if I'm not spell-over-heels over that Munchkin guy or whatever? I mean hex, I don't even like guys that way.
Yeah-yeah, don't get me started on the heart puns. Seriously dude. You came here, looking for a story instead of some musty old journal entry thing, and I'm like writing on about a bunch of crap that's bogging down your reading time.
I know like isn't a comma now shuttup.Honestly I don't think anyone'll read this. Maybe in
Trick And Treat It was that time of year again.The drifting leaves of the trees were in their warm shades of reds and gold, the crisp nip of autumn, and the scent of spiritual energy present especially in that night. The last day of October, the infamous Halloween. Beneath the darkness illuminated by streetlamps and jack o lanterns,children dressed in various costumes and carrying bags of candy ran amok, shrieking and giggling. By the edge of the town the dark forest loomed, the type of forest parents warned their children not to go into, the type that may hold dark secrets.Trick And Treat4 years ago in Horror More Like This
Standing not far from this forest were two children, twins by the look of it, with the same golden hair, bright blue eyes and cute faces. The girl wore a ruffled red dress and maroon shawl, and large maroon witch hat with a white bow adorning it, the boy wearing black shorts and maroon cape, a maroon top hat with a red bow and rose. In the darkness, their eyes seemed to glint a shade of red. It was their ni
Alice Human Sacrife cont.Alice Human Sacrife cont.5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The fifth ALICE was a small girl wearing mauve
Singing to the flowers in the fields of Wonderland
Her voice echoed with great style and suave
Everyone adored her except for an evil man.
This new ALICE journeyed through a field
Suddenly she was grabbed, her voice silenced.
The purple dress she wore turned crimson
One who was loved so well was now gone.
The sixth ALICE was a man in sparkling white
Dancing in the hallowed halls of Wonderland
His fantastic moves dazzled all in sight
His spells were going exactly as planned.
Suddenly a sound echoed in his ears
A sharpened sword rendered his life's end.
His white clothing was stained red.
His feet would never dance again.
The seventh ALICE was a tall lady
Towering over all in Wonderland.
She would cry tears of sadness
She was incredibly different.
This ALICE did not want to live
She then put a gun to her head.
She uttered her last words
Pulled the trigger and then she was dead.
The eighth ALICE was a girl in gray
She would never speak in her
Meiko- The First AliceMeiko- The First Alice6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the First Alice,
The daughter of spades, my sword at hand
Trapped in an endless forest
The Endless Forest of Wonderland
My Crimson eyes burn with rage
My Sword flashing in the light
Eager to tear down this green cage
The Swing of my sword begins my fight
I Strike all around me,
Not a single flower is spared, no flower held dear
In the Corner, The Little Dream watches and can see
It can see the destruction I bring, sliding down its cheek a solitary tear
The Little Dream has had enough, it wants no more strife
The Forest comes to life, to exact its revenge
As it takes action, so ends my life
I am enveloped in darkness, I am cut so deep
For my foolishness, I am now the darkness to keep
My sword is all that is left of me
My blood flowing like red wine out of a chalice
In the end, I guess I was not fit to become Alice
Lost Love Found -Prologue-PrologueLost Love Found -Prologue-3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The year was 1885, London. A young man who appeared to be at least seventeen years of age, walked along the dark and gloomy streets. A slight fog was brushed over the silent street, lit only by the streetlamps and the dull glow of the moon above. The young man walked along the cobble street, cane in hand, his top hat placed carefully atop his long dark hair, complimented with strange red dyed streaks, and he wore a pair of round rose-tinted glasses.
On this night, he was headed to the home of Dr. Henry Jekyll for an overdue appointment. He grinned a toothy grin at the flat at the end of the street and walked as briskly as he could towards it, his cane clacking on the stone, echoing through the abandoned streets.
He walked up the entry steps, glanced around and tapped on the door. The door, much to the young man's surprise was flung open by a rather disheveled looking doctor. Henry was panting, sweating, his clothes torn, and he had several scrapes on his otherwise beautiful fa
Dani's DiaryDani's Diary4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Woke up to a beautiful day at sea then a boat crashed into us. Dad took care of those filthy landlubbers. And by take care of I mean chopping 'em up and throwing 'em overboard! That was fun to watch.
Ugh! Men are such pigs! I was cooped up all day on the ship doing chores and those bilge-sucking "pirates" took a fancy in whistling and hollering at me. They've done it before and they do it all the time but it's high time I show 'em who's in charge around here. Okay, so I may not be completely in charge but Dad doesn't approve of them looking at me like that either. But I didn't tell Dad about today, he's got enough on his plate.
I heard Dad playing his organ all night last night. Something must be bothering him. I'll be sure to stay out of his way.
The seas were calm today so I took a swim with me favorite squid, Squishy. It was incredible! We dove deeper than we had before and we found some lost jewels! I'll be keeping those to meself; I don't w
Little Dream- The True AliceLittle Dream- The True Alice5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Once long ago, there was a dream
It was so small, no one could see
But it was so much more than it should seem
For that little dream, it was me
I don't remember how I came to be
All I knew was I didn't want to fade
I wanted to be noticed, I wanted for all to see
And soon I let into me the woman of spade
I saw her destruction and wept,
And I saw all that she had done wrong
So in my dark forest as a prisoner she was kept
And I let in the next one, the man of song
He was dazzling, so full of life
Aquamarine hair, a smile as white as doves
It was tragic when his voice became filled with strife
And so, I called into me the woman of clubs
She was youthful and full of beauty
She reigned wonderland with her grace
Lost in vanity she soon forgot her duty
She became lost and soon locked herself up in disgrace.
Then came the twins of Hearts
The siblings called Len and Rin
And they explored Wonderland and all its parts
But alas, in the end, he committed the ultimate sin
All of these people have com
New Good Idea Bad IdeaIt's time for another Good Idea Bad Idea.New Good Idea Bad Idea4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Good Idea: Putting baking powder in a birthday cake
We see Doofenshmirtz put a bit of baking powder into a birthday cake for Vanessa and give it to her
Doofenshmirtz: Happy birthday, Vanessa!
Vanessa: *eats cake* Thanks, dad.
Bad Idea: Putting itching powder in a birthday cake
Doof puts in itching powder and gives it to Vanessa
Doof: Happy birthday, Vanessa.
Vanessa: *eats and starts itching* This is wrong! *smacks cake into Doof's face*
Doof: *starts itching*
Good Idea: Setting up a scarecrow
Crows fly by and fly away from Doof's corn field
Bad Idea: Setting up a scareskunk
A skunk approaches and gets scared and sprays the field and Doof
Doof: I'm feeling pretty ripe right now
Good Idea: Finding a needle in a haystack.
Doof is looking for a needle and finds it
Doof: *comes out of stack with needle* Found it!
Bad Idea: Finding hay in a needlestack
Doof is looking for some hay in a stack made of needles
Doof: Ouch! Ooh! Ach! Ee! Ow! *comes
MLP/EAH: Madness and Other AllergiesMaddie Hatter was restless. Her best friend Raven was far too over-obsessed with the Rebel cause, Earl Grey, her dormouse, had a stomach bug and was refusing his tea, and there was something going on at the fourth wall. This restlessness gave Maddie nervous tingles down her spine, which made her start skipping more, and skipping more made her… look more ridiculous.MLP/EAH: Madness and Other Allergies2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Looking ridiculous was fine. Everything was fine. Heck, it was always fine. Raven was doing well with the cause, Earl Grey would probably eventually vomit out the bug, and whatever the fourth wall was doing, it would stop. Eventually, Maddie would avoid navigating through the forest of nervous tingles, pulling out tea sets for surprise tea parties to calm her nerves.
“Hey, how come there aren’t any proper narrators today?” she wondered aloud, her teacup halfway to her mouth.
“Who are you talking to, Maddie?” Raven walked past. “I don’t see any of these narrator people.”
Candy-coated fearCocaine-filled licoriceCandy-coated fear2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
As if to better attract the mice.
Liquid LSD within lollipops,
To make sure your head does indeed drop.
Diving needles in a single jelly bean
It's not like I'm really mean.
Gun powder sticking to a marshmallow
Maybe to cause the pain to be more mellow.
Lick the icing, taste the poison
Don't worry, I've got a good reason.
Caramel and crystal meth
No, I'm not done yet.
Because if for some reason, revenge is sweeter than candy,
For me, the acidic taste of fear must be even more scary...
Anthing to make your worst nightmares appear...
Clockman Tinko's LullabyClockman Tinko's Lullaby6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Clockman Tinkos Lullaby
Hehe, haha, heehee, hoohoo,
The pretty dying phantom
with your orange piece of beat,
will turn around and vile you
and you will dance for me.
Hehe, haha, heehee, hoohoo,
Hell flit the way of inner pain
and dark the jelly holy,
like a flesh of grime
upon a chime
hell nail your mouth
Glasgow his grin and
drink his sin and swallow
a heart of bronze and metal
and break the toy
with ever joy with
a black and chained up
Hehe, haha, heehee, hoohoo,
boohoo, wahwah, jeejee,
hello my patient,
I am Clockman Tinko.
Lost Love Found ch.3Chapter 3Lost Love Found ch.33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Valentine sat in class, his head on his desk. The punch that Clawd delivered to the vampire's beautiful face really hurt. Although Valentine had healed from the punishment merely seconds after he had been struck, it still didn't feel too good. It didn't matter whatsoever that Clawd had hit him. He was still going after Jackson. He already lost Henry long ago; he refused to lose him again.
As he daydreamed in class, he planned to try to run into Jackson once he had wandered away from his bunch of friends after school. Perhaps then he could really get to know this kid on a much more physical level. He smirked as he pondered and fantasized sharing a deep and intimate moment with Jackson. Afterall, he was only after reclaiming those lost moments he had with his great grandfather.
The bell finally rang and much to Valentine's surprise, Mr. Where did not seem to get on his case for falling asleep in class. The halls filled with student bodies quickly. He pushed and shoved thro
Portal: Will there be none?Eight personality cores trying to bake a cake.Portal: Will there be none?4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The baker got incinerated and then there's seven.
Seven personality cores playing hide-and-seek.
The mute one was not seen again and then there's six.
Six personality cores looking for something.
One (curiously and accidently) activated the MASHY-SPIKE-PLATE,
Now there's five.
Five personality cores took a relaxation test.
One just can't take it easy and then there's four.
Four personality cores compare their IQ.
Since one was too smart for comfort, the number became three.
Three personality cores went on an adventure.
One trip on an (aperture science) explosive and then there's two.
Two personality cores looked at the stars and wish.
One core got his wish and then there's one.
One personality core, all alone
with a help of a human friend, took control of the facility
and got corrupted himself.
And then will there be none...?
beautiful surgery botdf lyricsbeautiful surgery botdf lyrics4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Is a place where they'll pay $1000 for a kiss
And 50cents for your soul
Take a knife, cut a slice of my beautiful plastic life
Take my shoes, see my view, I imperfect just like you
Cover up all my flaws, work to fix all of the draws
This is fame, this is pain, a life of luxury and fame
Break the mold, sell my soul, plastic model to be whole
Pay the price, living vise, be high; win and roll the dice
I can be your enemy, my armor is my vanity
Cut me up, stitch me up, make me perfect in front of yourself
Keep talking all your shit, beautiful surgery erases all of it
You can't cut me down or rip myself into pieces that make me whole
All these rumors and all this shit,
I've paid a pretty price to erase all of it
You can't stop me now I'll save myself from your self-inflicted hell
The battle's in the mirror is only the beginning,
The battle is in myself; seems never-ending
Slap me on the face,
Tell me that I faked the truth always cause plastic always breaks...
There's nothing idea
Wednesday Wendigo: DiaryWednesday Wendigo: Diary4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I've been neglecting writing in this diary. But since its Sunday, I guess I have time to catch up. Me and the ghouls have pretty much gotten back into the swing of things. It's always really hard to say goodbye to summer vay-kay
Oh! We have new neighbors. Again. I've lost count of how many times neighbors just up and leave or vanish. But, these guys seem pretty okay. I think they are a manticore husband and wife. Sometimes I see Dad staring out the window at them I hope he's not thinking of doing what I think he is!
People keep telling me my brother is a cold, uncaring, jerk. That's just because all they are looking at is the surface. They don't really understand him. Wendel is just a big 'ol grizzly bear. Which is pretty cuddly when you take a look at Mom and Dad. Today, I couldn't find Shadow. I normally take him on an early morning walk before school, but he got out of the back yard. I was so worried I couldn't even think straight. We
Classical Music Icecream TruckFalling downClassical Music Icecream Truck4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a neighborhood
Where paper girls and paper boys
Always find their way
But always forget
Where they were going
Wishing the sky
Was as endless as hopes and dreams
Wishing for the courage to leave
When the time is right
I am the one light that flickers
While all the others shine bright
So let's spike the lemonade in the fridge
And sit in a tree talking all night
And maybe by the time the sun rises
We'll know what to do
When leaving is too hard
But I want places where
Knowing what you're doing is a crime
And The Classical Music Icecream Truck
Comes around twice a day
From being so close to you
Starting to cry
When I wonder how I'll ever leave you behind
Why does the place I hate
Have to be inhabited by the people I love?
I am the one light that flickers
While all the others shine bright
So let's go for a drive
And roll the windows down
Together we can pretend
That we're doing something
More meaningful with our lives