America vs. CleverbotUser: I'm the hero!America vs. Cleverbot3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Cleverbot: What kind of hero?
Cleverbot: What kind of american?
User: A burger-loving, gun-toting, bad ass Amreican!
Cleverbot: From where?
User: The US of A!
Cleverbot: That makes sense. You're in the computer.
User: No, I'm on the computer, dude.
Cleverbot: Get down from there you might break it.
User: Relax, dude, I'm not literally on it!
User: I'm typing on the keyboard to talk to you!
Cleverbot: Me too, how ironic?
User: I know, right? Hahahahaha!!
Cleverbot: Do you have any tattoos?
User: Nope, but I have a scar that divides me in half at the torso.
User: Hell yeah!
Cleverbot: Ok here she is.
User: Here who is? I hope it's not Ivan's crazy sister! She scares me a little.
Cleverbot: I forgot the rest.
Cleverbot: This is awkward.
User: Totally. Um, do you like hamburgers too?
Cleverbot: Hell yeah.
.:APH:. 9 11 10 Years"Ten years " America said softly as he silently read the names of the ones who lost their lives on the memorial stone. He remembers it all so clearly, every second that dropped was so surreal. Everything seemed to move so slow. He couldn't believe it had been ten years since that day. Everything about it was still so fresh in his mind.:APH:. 9 11 10 Years4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The smoke circled the air, blotting out the blue sky in a dark haze of agony. People were in panic, screaming and scattering about the streets. America held onto the rails of the balcony of the apartment he was staying in. The intense pain the radiating from his head was excruciating. The blood dripped from his left temple, warm as it slid down the left side of his face. The two gashes were deep and burning immensely. He was confused and disoriented. His vision blurred as he focused on the towers. Both in smoke as the people screamed.
"What " he uttered, "What's happening?"
The earth rumbled as the towers collapsed to the ground. All of th
all that powerFull Title: no one man should have all that powerall that power4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Category: Fanfiction Crossover
Fandom(s): Firefly | Hetalia
Summary: It started with a coincidence and two immortal strangers, and Mal is fully aware of how ridiculous that sounds.
(Chinese translations in the artist's comment!)
The alcohol doesn't just relax his muscles as it burns its way down his throat; it diminishes his inhibitions and makes him reckless - at least, more so than usual. The talk behind him is the only thing that's been on people's minds and lips for a while, and Mal has just enough control left not to start anything. But he listens, and when it starts nonetheless, without his help, well... more than just alcohol prompts him to join in.
Mal goes after that one first, and it feels good to sink a fist into the stomach of an enemy that's not supposed to be his enemy anymore. The turmoil of his thoughts is channeled into his body, into feet and fists, into adrenali
urban.Scuffed boots and cracked pavement; leather so worn she can feel every pebble and rock in her path. She hates her feetgawky, excessive, unwomanly, so she's been toldyet they carry her through smog and dust and all those tiny rocks that block her way. What she wouldn't give for petite, ballerina feet; the kind designed for flat shoes and elegant walking.urban.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He loved her feet.
Today, she hates the entirety of the world; the people who rush past her, not pausing for anyone or anything, their minds set on imaginary lunch dates and mundane work hours. She wishes they would stop for a fraction of a secondfor someone to notice the scowl on her once-smiling face and to ask what's wrong, why there's sleeplessness and fear set deep within her eyes. It's not attention she craves, not really; all she really wants is for someone to forget themselves for a moment.
He forgot himself in her eyes.
The solace she once found in the city is gone; instead of fumes and dirt and concrete, she
..::Hey Mom::..Hey Mom...::Hey Mom::..2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's hard to believe your really leaving.
It's hard to believe you may never hug me again.
You have no idea how hard it is to see you suffer.
You have no idea how hard it is to accept that you can't fight.
Remember when I was little?
Remember when we played everyday?
Remember when you took care of me?
I remember those days so well.
I remember them like they were yesterday.
You had two boys and never dreamed of having a little girl.
You had a boy who fathered a little girl.
You had a little girl who needed a mother.
Your heart reached out.
Your arms opened to me.
Your guidance is what you gave me.
I was that little girl.
I was your granddaughter.
I am your daughter.
I am your very own.
You taught me everything I know.
You taught me so many wonderful things.
Now I'm older.
Now I am learning things on my own.
You are the angel that kept me from corrupting.
You are the angel that raised me.
You have taught me so much.
Yet I have tau
the ringyou brought me to some hippie storethe ring1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and told me you wanted
to buy me a ring.
i was content to sip my juice
and go home, but
i followed close behind you
into a world of incense,
tea, and jewelery.
i asked you why,
why a ring?
you told me plainly
that you didn't buy me enough stuff,
and that rings were cool.
(i thought your ring was ugly,
but you didn't need to know that.)
so you dragged me over to the counter
and told me to pick one i wanted.
(i thought you were flirting with cashier,
playing the 'look at me,
buying gifts for my cute little sis' card,
but then i realized
that it's just how you talk to people.)
i chose a little silver ring
with a wave on it.
you asked why i picked that one,
and i told you it just looked pretty,
what did you expect?
you shrugged and bought it for me,
and let me get a notebook, too
(and it still smells like that day-
potently sweet and intoxicating)
while you picked out some incense
and got offered some free tea.
i walked out
with the guiltiest look on my
bullyingBullying is not a new problem. While the internet has allowed bullying to take on some new forms, it has been around probably throughout human history. One environment in which a lot of people are exposed to it is in public schools. While public schools often state that they have zero tolerance for bullying, the fact is that most schools do very little about it. I was on the receiving end of some bullying when I grew up. While I know other people who went through a lot worse than I did, it was not pleasant, and there is absolutely no reason why it should be tolerated. Some myths have long been perpetuated about bullying, and I want to put these myths to rest. I am under no delusion that I will reach everyone. I just hope to reach someone. Unfortunately, people have a lot of attitudes that tend to enable, if not directly promote, bullying.bullying3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Bullies target those they perceive as vulnerable. Those who are physically weak or emotionally sensitive are more likely to be targeted. While socie
The Human Species 45 - Restless Thunderbird ZapdosThe Human Species 45 - Restless Thunderbird Zapdos3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mewtwo glared at Lucario, eyes so ferocious he was certain he would go blind if he did not look away from them. Supposedly the powerful psychic had the ability to kill him before he could even blink, and so he sharpened his reflexes as much as possible and was ready to leap away at the slightest notice of an attack. Meanwhile, the dark radiance grew so thick and hopeless that Lucario wondered if maybe he had already been attacked, life fading away from him as he was slowly dying.
Instantly, everything let up as Mewtwo turned his back to them through a swaying motion, Lucario falling forward in surprise.
"Farewell," he said, bending his legs to the ground and getting ready to take off.
"Wait, Mewtwo!" Mew shouted in surprise as she flew towards him, "You came all this way for nothing!?"
"Silence, original!" Mewtwo roared ferociously, stopping himself but still not turning around, "I tolerate your presence under protest. If you wish me to mingle with other legendaries, regular Pokém
Short Story 1 - Not AloneA girl sat in the corner of a dark room with tears streaming down her face. lonely and misunderstood she sat with no one but herself. So many thoughts ran through her head, ones filled with sadness, hurt, loneliness, and emptiness. The door to the room opened and another figure entered the room. It stood in the doorway for a moment then walked toward the girl. The figure sat next to the lonely child and put a hand on her shoulder, then said in a low, soothing voice.Short Story 1 - Not Alone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You are not alone..."
Looking up the girl stares at the figure wanting to trust them but feeling unsure. "Am I really, everyone makes fun of me. No one likes me.....I have no friends." She said. The figure gave a smile and put one finger over it's mouth.
"You will never be alone...We are here..."
Putting it's arms around the girl, the figure held her close. Confused but not wanting to be alone any longer, she held the figure as well. She shut her eyes.
- A bright light f
The Fate of FenrirChild of Loki, giant's spawn,The Fate of Fenrir11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Odin's doom in wolfish form.
Evil-born or betrayal turned?
By the Gods and people spurned.
Judged, tried, convicted through their fear,
of the threat you might be some future year,
They chose to bind you strong and fast,
though they knew it could not last.
They told you it was just a game,
something to test and prove your name,
they'd tie you up in every fetter,
but none could hold you any better,
Like silken threads you snapped each one,
steel and stone were soon undone,
finally they brought a ribbon, frail and thin,
yet some dwarfish magic sparked deep within.
Your suspicion roused, you tried to refuse,
they taunted you, "Afraid you'll lose?"
Angry, yet sly, you gave your permission,
on one firm, final, bloody condition.
One of the Gods, to prove it's in fun,
must place in your jaws, from wrist to thumb,
their own precious hand to prove it a jest,
before you'll fulfil this final test.
Without hesitation, Tyr volunteered,
the God of War seemed not a'feare
morality without God"Without God, everything is permissible."morality without God2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
It is unknown who originated the quote above, but it is pretty clear that it was not an atheist. Many religious people, from the most intolerant to some of the more tolerant ones, find it easier to relate to those of other religions than those who have no religion at all. Some of this may be because of encounters with the fervently anti-religious, but much of it is simply bigotry. Those who use the above quote are not simply stating that God is the basis of morality; they are implying that atheists cannot be trusted because of this. In the nineteenth century, much of the United States banned atheists from testifying in court or holding public office because of this view that atheists are untrustworthy. It was not until 1961 that the Supreme Court finally declared that it is unconstitutional to ban atheists from holding public office. Several states still have these laws on the books, and there are still some countries in which being an atheist
HumanityHumans are cruel.Humanity1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Humans are killers.
Before guns it was knives
Before that it was stones
Invasions, burning homes,
Stealing lives and loves
Releasing crows and
Humans are good.
Humans are kind.
They live, love and laugh
They have the gift of hope
Helping them all to cope
Through evil human things
Sowing seeds and
Sewing angel wings.
Humans are strange.
Humans are incomplete.
Punches to kisses to games
Anger to love to insanity
Tragedy to crystal clarity
Whirlwinds of empty whims
Empty prayers and
Humans are living.
Humans are dying.
Ashes to ashes, soul to Hell
Or perhaps to Heaven
No human can really tell
If even either is real.
Weight of GeniusWeight of Genius3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
WARNING: May collapse
under weight of own genius
at any moment
Nightmare: The Secret KeeperNightmare: The Secret Keeper3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nightmare: The Secret Keeper
I know, I know; I've asked too much of you already
Up until today I've asked for what I don't deserve
I hope, I hope; you will always be able to put up with me
Because everyone else chooses to ignore my words
So please, please; I want you to take me, and hide me far away
I need you to do this for me; I never, ever want to be found again
Take my will, take my heart, take my tears, take my name
Take my life, take my soul, take my fear, take my pain
Pull me into you, and keep me close to your void of a heart, so I can lose myself
Hold me in your arms, and keep everything in your palms, I yearn to be held
I can no longer stay
So please take me, and hide me before it's too late
I never wanted you to know that I don't care about myself anymore
You need to know up until this day I still feel so, so hollow
It's okay, it's okay, feel my peace, I'm giving it to you, so don't worry
Because you need it more
STOP N' SWOPSTOP N' SWOP3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I'm sure everyone remembers the feature Stop n Swop in Banjo Kazooie that was scrapped
for many reasons. If not you've most likely been living under a rock. If you do remember
then I have an interesting tale for you. So I'm sure everyone knows of the supposed
"Spots" of which you can activate SnS. Well while playing Banjo Kazooie on my computer
hooked up via Gamebridge I was hunting down codes for my Gameshark when I found this
website that had an all black background. It had a short description and a code, the
description was as follows. "Have you ever wondered what's behind those doors in Grunty's
Lab? Well now you can finally find out with this code!" What followed was a rather short
two line code with a simple description. I couldn't believe it, like really, I was
entirely skeptical. Though something at the back of my mind wanted me to believe, so I
rubbed my head and sighed and plugged in my Gameshark mounting Banjo Kazooie on top. I
was pretty into hacking games back i
A Child's BlessingA Child's Blessing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A Child's Blessing
When people are born, they obtain their parent's traits: Hair color, personality, habits, etc. However, there is one thing they're given that their parents themselves couldn't even fathom: Their Imagination. People think anyone can have this skill, and in fact, they are right, but only a child's mind can produce vivid and creative images. Sadly, as the child grows older, their imagination slowly gets replaced with reality. Dreams are removed, ambitions change; they change from these starry-eyed youth, to people whom see the straight and narrow. I say it's a shame
Growing up, everyone told me, "You can be anything you want to be. Your possibilities are as endless like the stars in the sky. That's why every time I create a character in my image; I give them a star symbol, or a certain color. That character is one of the possibilities I can be in my own world.
Children do this all the time. They create their own world to escape from the grip of reality. They build
Wings Of FireWings Of Fire3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Fire
Send me off to the fiery abyss
Free me from life's grip
Morals have been tortured
Strengths have been reversed
Desires have been submersed
I plead for you to pass the torch
Hand over the destiny I've been waiting for
Let me finish off this unbearable dirge
Weep not for singed sins
Leave behind the memories
Mourn not for scarred skin
Forgive every tragedy
Set ablaze that darkness within
Grasp onto serenity
Fuel the flame for the ending
Cling onto clarity
There's peace after pain
Calm can engulf chaos
There's love behind hate
Freedom masks weakness
I've abandoned every promise
I couldn't complete what was said
My hope cannot rise from the ashes
Please, do not follow my footprints of flame
They only lead down a path where infernos cascade
There is no honorable life or even death for what I became
Consume this cruel reality
You.You told me onceYou.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you would break my stars,
tear them from the sky and devour them
s l o w l y.
I neglected to tell you
they all had their own feelings
and your bruises form my own constellation
in the quiet valleys of my firefly skin.
I am the milky way.
And you, my sweet-
You are nothing more
than a dead star
with a pretty name.
Untitled Tiger Project Part 1Untitled Tiger Project Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The strange feeling came over the tigress Penumbra once again. Her paws tingled, her charcoal hair rose as if electrified, and her body felt faintly as if it were being constricted by the air around her. She flicked her ears in irritation, but she was too used to the phenomenon to express actual alarm. She didn't even bother to raise her head off of her single broad foreleg. The sensation would pass, as it always did, and she paid little mind to it.
It was the water leaking from the rusted pipe above her head that caught her interest, though. She had been absent-mindedly watching the pure water fall, drop by drop, from the peripherals of her vision. Now the rhythmic, predictable dripping slowed until it stopped. Then, in defiance of every law of fluid dynamics that Penumbra knew, the drops of water began to rise from the floor and slip back into the pipe. Penumbra stiffened and swivelled her head to watch.
A Love Like This A Love Like YouA Love Like This A Love Like You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What if I held you like you were made of glass
And out of my dreams you would never pass
I'd like to think you'd know just what love is and was
Because in my arms I'd show how to really love and be loved
My world would be complete
If I could just lay at your feet
And tell you all that you mean to me
Oh how my heart and soul would be so free
I think a love like this would stand a chance
And be more than just a simple little romance
I would take you and hold and never let you go
I would never let this love grow cold if you'd only say so
My heart feels like a fire is waking from a dark cold slumber
And if you touched my chest you would certainly fall under
The spells of my love yes my love that's who you would be
Just say the word and I will be your everything
I'll even take the time to learn what makes your heart truly sing
I'll be your everything if you would swear upon all you hold dear
That you'll never fall out of love with me not once ever you hear
Cause with my love in yo
drossilladrossilla4 years ago in Humor More Like This
un dia un cientifico loco experimentaba en la más recondito y obscuro de su laboritorio, creó una sustancia que mutaria en un reptil gigantesco a una persona... así que un buen día dross fue de compras al mercado, él cientifico lo vio y aprovecho cuando dross se distrajo, para quitarle la bolsa para ponerle la sustancia en su coca cola, terminando dross de acabarse la muestras gratis de la chava buenona, le regreso la bolsa con todo ecepto el helado de vainilla, siguio a dross para ver los resultados del experimento, pero fue algo tardado ya que por la gorda el auto no subio el tope se daño, y tuvieron que irse a pie, pero la gorda se canso y dross la tuvo que cargar...ya en casa dross espero hasta despues de sus 20 pajas diarias, beber su coca cola, y se transformo en drossilla y el cientifico huyó pero dross lo piso antes de darse cuenta, por sus nuevos instintos penso en llebar a la gorda en sus manos hasta la punta del edificio más alto, pero