Panica bioPanica bio4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Fallout New vegas
Name: Panica Radford
Panica is the daughter of Delilah Radford of Fallout 2. After the events of Fallout 2, Delilah got knocked up and had Dylan and Panica. They lived in Vault City and Dylan and Panica hated it. They would constantly sneak out and made friends with the residents outside the city. Panica learned everything she knows from her mother and adopted her mother's sense of morals (accidentally including the one where her mother is a porn star). Panica loves to drink, with her favorite being good old beer. When she's drunk, she's usually a very lovey drunk, but occasionally she'll be a crying drunk. At the age of 19, Panica decided she wanted to get out of the NCR and explore the world, so she took the job of a courier to travel the wastes. She even was able to go visit her cousin, Calico in the Capital Wasteland. When she was coming back from her visit with Calico, she accepted the strange package with the platinum poker chip and fro
A World Apart - Chapter 5A World Apart - Chapter 54 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~Temptation takes control~
I stared at the piece of paper she had given me with her number on for ages sitting in my usual spot away from everyone else just how I liked it.
But how will she accept me if I spend all my time alone.
I stared at the paper for so long I almost didn't hear the sound indicating it was time for class.
I shoved the piece of paper back into my pocket and started to head over to my next lesson.
I kept my arms tight to my sides, hiding the scars away to keep the stares at a minimum, I kept my head down as I walked quickly so I would dodge the crowd.
I knew I was going to ring her and every time I thought of her my heart pounded fast and loudly with excitement of that thought. I wanted to see her again, I had to.
My classes seemed to go on forever, I wanted to get out, leave and see her. 'Lin' her nick name suited her, just as much as her name suited it her.
The bell finally
Colder Weather, Chapter 9Colder Weather, Chapter 94 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My back was against the black leather seat of our limo. Black was on top of me, running his right hand through my hair, rubbing my waist with his left. While my right arm was around his neck, and my left hand cupped his face.
The kiss...it was...not right.
My mom always went on about how it felt like fireworks every time her and dad kissed. It'd feel like the best kiss for every kiss. But this just felt like our lips were moving.
Before I knew what was going on, Black pulled himself off of me. The door was open, with the driver patiently waiting.
"Oh, we're here." He said, fixing his tie and collecting himself. "I'll miss you, White. I'll call you tonight, okay?" He said, kissing me on the lips, then he left in a hurry.
Not really the special goodbye I wanted...
The driver shut the door, and returned to his seat. "Where to now, Ma'am?" He asked, "Nimbasa City, please." I sighed, leaning my head against the window. Oshie was busy away eating the foods in the mini fridge. "Oshie!" I call
The City of the DeadEnshrouded in clandestineThe City of the Dead4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
darkness, the cold comforting
embrace womb like and earthy,
spirit voices whisper a long way
off and yet pale lips as feathered
wings stir against my flesh, numb
otherwise the dead alone renew it
Ethereal beauty, starless,
but not devoid of light, floating
lanterns like jellyfish, suspended
in the depths of the sea, swirl by
me, while I am groundless.
A melody plays, mournful,
joyful, how the banshees now
sing, they bring us home in
voices unimaginable by human ears,
no longer reasons for fear
we can hear the truth behind their tones.
An Avalon, Fairyland,
a lost Atlantis, a world
no longer reachable by the living,
who long ago rejected the magic
and mystery, it has become ours,
our city of the dead.
Memories on Piano KeysMemories on Piano Keys4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
M e m o r i e s o n p i a n o k e y s
Have you ever had someone tell you the one you love isn't real?
Have you ever had someone tell you the one you love died?
Hi. I'm Shin Dongho.
I'm walking in a subway. I haven't seen you in awhile so I'm getting lonely.
Why are you avoiding me? Aren't we friends?
I grab a random stick on the ground and run it along the wall.
I get bored of that and discard the twig.
I continue walking down the passageway, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
"Dongho-yah!" My two friends shout from behind, startling me.
"Hey guys!" I shout, smiling, laughing after the shock. Laughing. Without you. Where are you?
"Come on, let's go to the arcade!" They try and convince me, but I have to see you. We promised, remember?
"I can't sorry. I have plans." I explain. They roll their eyes and say shake their heads.
"Always busy, Dongho." I force a laugh at that.
I'm busy with you. Am I in love?
I guess I laugh too hard, because now they're gl
Anything OtherAnything Other4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I can always expect
Anything other than happiness
A cry in the night is what I hear
To be shown the light is what I fear
Why should I Scream or cry?
Ive left everything behind
A sound comes from my soul
That cries for me instead
That way a single tear has never been shed
Cant I always expect the same?
I'm to afraid to change
I believe there is no more hope
left for me
So I left my heart out at sea
Sent it away,didn't need it any more
It just seemed like some useless chore
They scream at me
Like I'd ever dare to dream
My brain has dried of imagination
Leaving me with no sensation
I wont cry,I know I'm fine
So I humbly decline
All the pity everyone gives
Cause its to much trouble just to live