30 Ways to Annoy Tokio Hotel30 Ways to Annoy Tokio Hotel30 Ways to Annoy Tokio Hotel8 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Insist on calling Bill and Tom Thing 1 and Thing 2.
2. Read Green Eggs and Ham out loud late at night.
3. When they come back to their home town after a concert yell Yea, youre back! and hug them like youll never let go. After about five minutes constantly glance at the clock and say Shouldnt you be going somewhere?
4. Sell all four of them on eBay.
5. Tattoo your name on each of their foreheads in the middle of the night in permanent marker.
6. Dress up as a chicken and sing their songs loudly and off-key.
7. Constantly remind them that the female of the species is more deadly than the male.
8. Let a very large, non-poisonous, spider loose in the recording studio.
9. Record their loud, girly screams.
10. Poke Tom in the side non-stop, making him squeak. (This will not only annoy Tom, but his high-pitched squeaking will annoy the others too!)
11. Watch The Others a
The dream"Almost there," I encouraged myself on my way to school. I thought back to make sure that I had finished all my homework. Yup, I had completed it all, although I need some help on a few math problems.The dream5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As I walked I looked up at the sky. For some reason the sky seemed really bleak. It was dark, like in horror films. Something didn't feel quite right. As I looked at the clouds, droplets of rain landed on my face.
"Great" I muttered sarcastically. I pulled my hair back into a ponytail so that I could put on my hood. Normally I liked the rain, just not when I was walking to and from school.
Approaching the school, I noticed how empty it looked. Normally there were kids gathered at the front of the school by this time. Maybe they had all gone and found shelter inside their classrooms, but I still felt a little uneasy.
I stopped. For a moment I felt nauseous. I squeezed my eyes shut and fell to my knees. After a few seconds the nausea went away and I was able to stand up again.
My eyes widen
12 Days of Borderlands12 Psychos shouting12 Days of Borderlands3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
11 Grenades bouncin
9 Bandits looting
8 Rockets launcing
7 Sniper rifles
6 Moxxi pinups
3 Rakk hives
2 Mini Steves
And a Mothrakk in a dick tree!
Eraser The student body flocks together like pigeons to a bread crumb, each fighting to get the closest and shoving others out of the way. One of their kind is sprawled on the floor, a waterfall of crimson cascading down his face from it's source; that source being a machete lodged into the boy's skull just above his wide, lifeless eyes. Some people let out screams of terror, others gasp, a few burst into tears. All of them stare, first at the body... then at me.Eraser5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I'm on my knees next to the body. The blood, dark and thick, is warm as my jeans absorb most of it, making my legs feel damp and sticky. There is some splattered on my face from where I had first hacked into him with the blade, but all of this I must ignore for now. They're onto me. They know I did it. They don't know why, but the fact that I did it is good enough for them. They think I'm a murderer, a psycho. That I've gone off the deep end. But they're wrong. It had
Please Question My MentalityCrack says the bones in your bodyPlease Question My Mentality6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Moan comes the sound from your lips
Agony loves to pardon you many gifts
Cry whispers the ghosts in your ears
Scream I say with a brilliant smile
Join me in my asylum of catastrophe
Hail Jashin X3Hail Jashin X36 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hail Jashin, full of glory , the Power is with thee; wicked hope in this ocean of blood, and wicked is the fruit of thy fiendish heart.
Lord Jashin, destroyer of the creation, slay for us sinners, now in this hour of death.
Howl PrefaceAs a kid, I never liked my name. I had always thought it was too... plain. Rory Ann Kidwell. When you say "Rory" it sounds like you're choking on something in the back of your throat or pretending to be a dinosaur. And I had thought of it as more of a boys' name. Not to mention that Kidwell is a boring surname and I'm not surprised that I was the last in that family.Howl Preface5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
My father, Jason Michael Kidwell, had been a proud guy. He had wanted at least one son to carry on the name. Needless to say, he had to hide his disappointment when all he got was a couple of female twins. My sister was creatively named Tory Ann, and was the less feminine of us. I wasn't exactly a girly-girl, but I was scared of bugs and I wasn't a very physical person. She loved to play sports such as soccer and tennis and I loved to stay at home and stare at the outfits in my closet or read. I always had this feeling that my Dad liked her more, though, because she was usually the one helping out more. I never did
101 Ways to Annoy: DEATH NOTE101 Ways to Annoy: DEATH NOTE7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Take his cake and eat it in front of him
2. Make fun of the bags under his eyes (Ex: Wow L, your eyes have more bags than a Tokyo airport!)
3. Poke him and tell him hes going to get fat constantly for one hour
4. Call him Panda Puff (inspired by MysteriousPenname's fanfic)
5. Ask is L your real name!? repeatedly
6. Hug/cuddle him. Extra points if you ignore him when he tells you to stop
7. Say isnt Kira a girls name? and then snicker about it
8. Make fun of his crazy Kira laugh
9. Take a potato chip and eat it. And then crunch it in his ear.
10. Mock his speech from the Yellow Box Warehouse. At length.
11. Ask if he shops at Abercrombie and Fitch. If he says no, say right, and then laugh hysterically.
12. Comment at length about how the amount of hair gel he uses is endangering wildlife
13. Cling to Light and say Wow, Raito! Im so glad you love me and not
I Wanna Watch You Bleed One late night on the sunset strip, while everyone was walking their own separate ways, there was a young red head prancing his way through 'the jungle' of a sidewalk. Where he was going, no one knew. But with hair teased that high and the look in his eye told you to get out of his way. He looked from the left, and to the right. With his eyebrows narrowed and his mouth tightly closed, W. Axl Rose stopped at his destination.I Wanna Watch You Bleed5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Just as he was about to enter, a man with overly done eyeliner and a beer gut stared at the young rock star.
Axl looked right back at him with a piercing stare. "You want somethin'?" he snapped.
"N-no..." The man stammered.
"Well to bad 'cause you're gettin' somethin'." Axl sneered as he walked towards the man. Soon they were hurling fists and biting flesh until the beer-gutted-man pulled out a knife and put it to the singer's valuable throat.
"Not so tough now, are ya?" he panted. Axl did
Tobidei Episode oneTobidei, episode 1Tobidei Episode one7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Deidara s POV: when Sasori-dana died, I did not cry, I was too mad at him at the time... we had just gotten into one of our art arguments. It started as usual, with the whole art is fleeting, un., and it always ended the same way too, you idiot! You know nothing about true art! Being your partner is like torture sometimes!
None of us could have predicted what happened next. Sasori died. And I was too pissed to even care that I would never see him again. Now its three months later, and I still have not cried.....
Tobi! Get back here, un!!!! yelled a certain blonde haired bomber ninja. Tobi smiled and continued running. He had recently gone into deidaras room, stole some of his clay, and somehow managed to blow up half of the room hidan and kakuzu shared. Now deidara, hidan, and kakuzu hated the little mask-faced brat. But hidan was too busy tormenting kakuzu and vice versa to bother with the uchiha.
Warriors Cats Meme~!so this isn't the traditional meme where you draw pictures, here u just answer my questions. draw them if u want, thoWarriors Cats Meme~!2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1. Whitefeather: Hey, Whitefeather here! Okay, so give us a little idea about yourself! If you have an oc, what are they like?
2. Whitefeather: Now..... What Clan do you belong to?
3. Whitefeather: Okay, that's a cool! So what is your favorite fresh kill?
4.Whitefeather: RP time!- You are on border patrol when, le gasp!, a kittypet is on your territory! What will you do?
5. Rp- So~! You are at a Gathering and things look like they are about to get ugly. Do you stand up and remind everyone of the truce, or sit still at let them be?
6. Rp- Another Clan is attacking! You can either save the kits, elders, or fight. Take your pick!
7.Rp- badgers have made
My WindowIf eyes are the window to the soul, then what is a window? If anything, my window serves its purpose as an outlook towards the world. Out my window I may see the stars come and go, the sun rise, the moon's glow. But as for the scenery's soul? Outside my window, I see the seasons change. But for the better? No. The suburbs endlessly expand upwards and outwards, reaching new horizons around the world. In the artificial light, the stars grow dim and at dusk I see--rather than gold--a rusty brown which taints the azure skies. The brilliant colors I used to see grow dreary, faded, dull... I see outside my window the muted beauty of what was once an idyllic place. But inside the safety of these chilling panes abides the cynical me who must come to terms, face-to-face, with this blemished world.My Window5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They Know of Death?Look at him, smiling proud,They Know of Death?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Holding aloft a soiled shroud.
He claims it to be of his father-
The grim dodger, lonely carver.
And she- the last, by yonder triangle,
With brothers and deceit entangle.
Upholder of the slave friend Isis,
Though helped by asp to untimely crisis.
Then the forgotten puny folk,
Who lead dark lives until they croak,
Ruled by paper; an unlikely foe,
For a century of joy and woe.
Surely they cannot know of death,
And the pathetic fatality of their breath?
How can their love and hope survive,
When every dream’s a constructed lie?
An empty plea to an abyssal plain,
With everything to lose but naught to gain.
Inspirational to we forever ones,
They servants to internal drums.
Dear YouDear You,Dear You5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
It isn't fair that we are safe here, and everyone seems to be eager to get out and see more action, while other people are stuck amidst danger, trapped in a black hole, hurting so much.
I always hear people say they want to be something, go places. They all want out. They don't understand how lucky they are to be secure in this little town.
Things are not anywhere near how bad things can be out There. People dying everyday, others having to fight for every minute that comes next. Here, people don't know that what they see on the news could be happening to us. They do not understand what its like to hurt, not compared to other people out There.
I do not understand how people here can complain about stupid things like too much homewrok or losing their cellphones. They do not deserve
Play Time's OverPlay Time's OverPlay Time's Over7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Lance? Toad asked tentatively.
What, Toad? Lance answered from the thing the Brotherhood called a couch.
Can you help me with something?
Depends. It doesn't involve looking under your bed again, does it?
The last time Lance had looked under Toad's bed, he had been looking for a bar of soap for Toad's monthly bath. Lance had quickly decided that if the soap had found its way under there, it hadn't survived very long. No, it did not matter that the soap was not a living thing, and therefore could not technically die. It had not survived.
No, it involves something else. Toad said, scuffing his toe on the floor.
Lance thought for a minute. He was incredibly bored right now. He had read this magazine at least ten times before, and counting the dead flies in the corner could only keep one occupied for so long.
Yeah, okay. He said with a shrug. Well, as much as one could shrug while lying on th
Dot the Eye PrologueI had a decent job. I was a salesperson for the biggest technology company in the state of South California. The year was 2036, but things hadn't really changed much from earlier times. The war in Iraq was over, ended by troops being pulled out and sent back home. The political stress of the situation nearly caused a second Civil War, and resulted in some states splitting in half (like California, Texas, and a few others). The quarreling died down, though, and soon America was doing as brilliant as ever. Everywhere, business was booming and financial issues weren't as bad as they had been before. We weren't thrust into a new age of flying cars, though. The technology at the company I worked for was flashy and somewhat expensive, but it wasn't things like robots and time machines. Just your normal computers.Dot the Eye Prologue6 years ago in Horror More Like This
The company was called CLEON. That was it. The letters meant nothing; It was just the name, and it happened to be in all capital letters. CLEON sold everything you needed: Computers
eventuallyEventually someday, there will come a timeeventually5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
this heart of mine will finally stop hurting.
If a miracle somehow made you be mine
or if it should finally cease from its beating.
Feeling like I have been on this constant whine
of wanting an unattainable something.
But it is not by choice or my own freewill
as the days, they vanish but my heart standstill.
Me.I am insecure.Me.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
My hair isn't completely straight.
My eyes are not normal.
I don't smile a lot.
My makeup isn't perfect, nor is my skin.
I have big feet and I tower over many friends.
I cry a lot and let my emotions get the best of me.
I hurt easily.
I have braces.
My teeth do not touch in the front.
I am quiet.
I don't talk in class.
I can't stand up for myself.
My chest is small.
But I am a person and I DO have feelings. If you belittle and disrespect me....You are less of a person. Because I am ME, so like it or not, that is the way it is.
Don't Be SadDon't Be Sad4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My dear sweet girl, you will never know how loved you are. You are so very precious to me. I would die for you time and time again. I try to cheer you up when you're sad. I love your smile, how it curves at the ends. I love your eyes, how they shine in the light. I love your personality, how you never fail to make me laugh and feel loved. We've been through so much together, fifteen good years of failures and triumphs. I've learned so much from you and I want to learn more. You're the one I trust with my life and any secrets I may have. I will always be there waiting for your call and rush to the sound of the sweet music you create. I will help aid you when you're sick or in pain. I will always be there for you, whether in body or in spirit. Why? It's quite simple really. There are only few I love as much as I love you.
The Basement. That flight of steps that you were scared of ever since you were little, the one thing about your house you didn't like. It's usually pitch black at the bottom, but sometimes that little light bulb hanging from a wire on the ceiling is switched on and gives off just enough light to show what's around you. And sometimes it flickers. Who knows what happens for that split second that there's darkness while the light is flickering? What horrors reside there? No one likes the basement. No one goes in there unless they're washing clothes or they need to get something out of storage. That's all.The Basement.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Except you've decided you're going to change that.
It doesn't seem too bad at first. The wood is a little creaky when you take that first step, and it sends a shiver up your spine. This can't be all that scary; it's just a few little rooms at the bottom of your house. You take a few more steps, each one cr
wonderingI always believed I knew what to dowondering5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
what words to say
to make you want to stay,
but I tried
and I failed
and now you're gone
and I'm here all alone
Is there anything I can possibly do
to make you look at me
like you used to
with that longing passion
like when we first met?
Guess we could never go back in time
and those moments are now long gone
what might have been,
if I only knew what to do.
My one and only wish is this,
if I could have just one last kiss,
I know I could somehow make you see
that I would do anything
for this to be.
The way it was
when we first met.
I still crave you at times.
Listen to my thoughts
realize you're on my mind.
Winter Blues HaikusIWinter Blues Haikus8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Drunken snowflake dance,
stagger around the street light.
Someone call a cab
The cold air's biting
not like a crocodile
more like a puppy
Carve the silver lake
with graceful figure 8's
humble ice skater
Sub Zero wind chill-
snot freezes inside nostrils
hot air can't escape
Wave your arms and legs
give birth to a snow angel
then watch it ascend
Droopy carrot nose-
Melted snowmen have no pride.
The sun's a killer.
Goose bumps are moguls
and I will ski your body-
Lonely lost mitten
resting by the curb in snow
hanging from the roof,
Icicles are winter's teeth
Come tooth fairy, come.
The TomboyYour knees are skinned upThe Tomboy8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And your hair is cut short,
Naked, abused Barbies lay scattered.
Oh, how you seized the day.
Little girl with an Army hat on
It belongs to your daddy
Who you adore and go visit every other weekend.
He is teaching you how to shoot today,
And you think that is the best.
You are always the one scratching in
The lace dress your mom
Makes you wear every Sunday.
You don't care if you match or
If your hair is combed or a shoe is untied.
Little Tomboy jamming the aluminum can
In your bike to hear it roar
And racing the boys all the way home.
One day you will grow up to be a lady
They all say, and you deny every word.
Your mom is a lady, pretty and giddy,
with a handsome boyfriend, too.
Dont you want to be like her?
Ladies get the chair pushed out for them
In the nice restaurants and
Get the chair shoved into them at home.
Thats just not your thing.