Team Owaru: Osore Story XI- Osore and the girls are seen walking about the town. While Yami's computers were decoding the processor the took from his robot version. She insisted they go on about the town. They stop in front of a candy store. -Team Owaru: Osore Story XI4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Yami: This is one of my favorite places believe it or not. The candy they sell here is the best in America. Come on you too. I got a sweet tooth and she's achin' for some goodies.
Volha: ( to Osore ) Okay I know I hail from russia but do all of californians talk like this?
Osore: ... I don't mind. Why do you? *grabs the door*
Yami: ( to Volha ) I heard that and you didn't tell me he was such a gentleman!
Volha: I didn't know he was. He's so silent most of the time and he keeps to himself.
Yami: Hanging out with me will change that. Just watch Volha.
Volha: Good luck.
- The trio began browsing the store. -
" The next few days I spent resting. I learned more of Yami. What intrigued me most about her was her family life. Being the only child she was sensibly spoiled rotten b
10 things you must know about me10 things you My Deviant art friends must know. (Super junior related too )10 things you must know about me1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
1. I love Super junior for life!
2. I love Transformers Animated.... A LOT!! no not more than K-pop. it's my fave american show even though it got cancelled in 2009 ;~; and my favorite character died in the very last episode ;A; NOT PROWL!! I LOVE HIM
3. Zhou Mi is my favorite Super Junior-M member. plus i have a crush on him,
4. My most favorite nickname is Emiko-ennoi (given to me by SujuForever19) plus my Da username will change soon. just need to get a premium membership. now I'm thinking of Sujuelfemikoeonni
5. My favorite K-pop bands are (Not in order) 1.Super Junior 2.Big Bang 3.Exo-K&M 4.SHINee 5. 2NE1 6. SNSD (Girls' Generation) 7. NU'EST 8. Teen top and more when I can think straight.
6. Not only do I like K-pop I also like C-pop (Chinese) and J-rock (Japanese)
7. No matter what I will ALWAYS say super junior is originally 15 because I believe Henry and Zhou Mi official Super Junior mem
A Start of a New Beginning lA Start of a New Beginning l2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Title: A Start of a New Beginning
Chapter 1: Abandoned
Characters (Main): Ironhide & Erin
Erin looked at her father, shocked. He had said that they were going to go run errands, but now he was telling her to get out of the car, in an unknown area, on the other side of town.
"What?" she asked.
"Get out of the car."
"I said Get out of the car!" his roared in anger as he turned around in his seat and pushed her out. Erin stumbled from the car and didn't even have the chance to shut the door before she saw her father speed away.
She stood there for a moment as she gazed off in the direction her father had gone. She was confused and didn't understand. Did her father, her guardian, just leave her on the side of the road? Well, it was a small town, but still. People walked down the sidewalk, not even
The Knife by TRAX English lyricsKnife by The TraxThe Knife by TRAX English lyrics1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Love This is my love
with medusa's tears
If I had a heart that hardened like fossils
Then I wouldn't even have pain
Upon skin that is white as snow, the knife
Like a shining monster it cries out to me
Ah, Every time I am in your embrace
The night stains with the color of blood
I didn't love you to give you wounds
I slam this door closed
And close the curtains of darkness in my eyes
To despair, as if my two hands are tied, Like this I go
I'm falling into darkness
Love This is my love
Not loving is also loving, too
Upon skin that is white as snow, the knife
Like a shining monster it is suffocating me, but
Every time I am in your embrace
Why does this night stain with the color of blood
An angel's pure wins are cut with the knife
That was so that my love could be protected forever, until the end
A Start of a New Beginning llA Start of a New Beginning ll2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Title: A Start of a New Beginning
Chapter 2: Loss of Strength
Characters (Main): Ironhide, Erin, Optimus Prime, & Ratchet
:: COMM-link ::
Four days passed since the day Ironhide had met the girl who had been thrown from her car, and each time he got the chance, he went back to visit her. He learned that her name was Erin, and that she had been abandoned by her father. Though, he already knew that, but he rolled with it when she told him. What impressed him the most was probably the fact that she was a self-taught weapon specialist who built and sold weapons to the military. She was also proficient at the drums, the guitar, and had a nice enough singing voice; according to her anyway. He pulled up to the curb and parked, frowning inwardly as he scanned her, just as he had every other time he had come to see
Un-American EvelynWhy would a beautiful all American girl do such a thing to herself?Un-American Evelyn3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
They'll be asking it at dinner partys.in cake baking fundraisers . or in the kitchen during a Childs birthday. for decades to come but the question is never investigated.
Just a statement for effect. Just another way to pass the time. Just another subtle way of saying :
"How selfish, after all middle class white America gave her and she goes and throws her self off our most treasured monument!"
God bless the Empire State Building! God Bless that limo!And Damn that self indulgent, publicity seeking Bitch!
I suppose it keeps us all from drifting into the chasm that she must have fell into.
I suppose it's what made the West Blackly perceptive of the Red. I guess it's what keeps Uncle Jim in the factory. I guess it's what got Ronald into the white house.
"I would never make a good wife for anybody"
That's what they brought her to see, think and feel .And they stare into the photograph In Life magazine, wondering
The Rapunzel GirlPrince Charmings generally rode by in time to rescue damsels in distress or happened to be the cause of said distress in the first place. The current model felt rather out of place, then, having just scaled a high wall to catch sight of a lovely maiden with a gruesome haircut lobbing produce at a tower.The Rapunzel Girl4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was aiming at its top, but her throwing arm left something to be desired. There were signs of improvement, as the splatter stains on the stone were fresher higher up, but there was a good thirty feet of spotless wall beneath her target: a gaping square hole, out which obscenities screamed.
"Oh shut it, you stupid hag!" the maiden shouted back as she hurled her latest turnip. "It's no skin off my nose if you starve to death from your own stupidity! I wasn't the one who hacked the only way down to pieces in a snip of pique!" It was here that the wall-bound prince noticed the pieces what had been an incredibly long, golden rope lying scattered at the tower's base. Curious, a
Kiss and TellKiss and tellKiss and Tell4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It tastes like hell
How could I know
You were a common Whore.
Drenching false pride in every paw
You begged and begged
So I hit the floor
Value no more
I'm different from before
You're different from before
Where all so alien
We are all sick, poor
I'll shut that draw
Fast enough to catch those crawling fingers
And I'll peel the cracked skin from my lips
Because every sloppy kiss
Is drenched in flashbacks
Of sour hollow small deaths.
My Golden SunI wish I could awake every mourn to that SunMy Golden Sun4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're Light beaming through the curtains
Coating my body in a warm glaze.
This light that would illuminate my days
Sun rise to dusk
A love that guides me along my way
My Eternal Fire
Please never set out on thee,
But if that tragic circumstance
Unfolds on to the both of us
I pray that you will provide me the warmth inside
To out last the cold sorrowful night
Till the bright new morrow
My Golden Sun.
Lovely HandsLovely Hands6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
its a hop on the boat, eat your flowers kind of twilight
cats and kittens,
cover your ears
thekindyourememberforever and hate yourself for remembering
because you feel a pang of
dont you miss the good frogs?
The Lovely Hands?
if you had a bed wed be dancing on it
the stars hang by strings on an inkywet sky
there is a boy/girl/girl/boy shaped hole in all of us
They Know of Death?Look at him, smiling proud,They Know of Death?7 months 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.
HOMEHomeHOME4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I've not known the Family Palace
(Not at least,
That I know of)
But I have spent time in a Domestic Prison
(I'm certain of that fact)
Suburbanites they mean well
As one would rightfully assume
But in there mundane temperaments,
There's always some stench of doom,
In a smiling Doris Day façade
There's some destructiveness in the caring
That gives painful birth
To little Pointless Power Holocausts
(The point when picket stakes sharpen
And watch for falling victims)
I suppose I would like to go home after it all.
(If that's okay)
Some tongues like yoursSome tongues slipSome tongues like yours4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some tongues lock
Yours does little I'm afraid.
My trapped affections
Are deathly engraved.
Looking back I can view the
And the Dirt.
Some tongues like yours
Have no clue where to dance.
potc IS book two ch fourCh 4potc IS book two ch four3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Finding a crew took about a week. The captain ghost even let me rename the ship. The former red ruby is now the youngblood.. are you wondering why shes named that? My crew is quite unusual indeed. It consists completely of children no older than fifteen and no younger than eight. Naming them off we have may- a rescued slave girl, jim- a starving street boy, james- whl was a runaway rich boy in want of adventure. He even brought his own money. Then theres alice and theodore who are twins. Tget used to work in a store and their mother made them sleep in the basement. After quickly teaching them how to sail and swordfight they became a marvelous crew.
We arived in tortuga around nightfall.
"Alright crew. Do what you must to survive. Steal pillage and plunder. Even pretend to be servants if you have to. Remember we are more than meets the eye h
Lyrics for Dark ManorTreading down the tracks from the village,Lyrics for Dark Manor3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Walking past the graveyard, then feel a chill,
Standing before me lies a haunted house.
Should I stay 'till light of day, then see a thrill.
Shadows lurking all around,
The door closed soon in a bound.
Creeping noise sounded in my head
Like my soul being misled.
From dark to red, then laughter,
I feel the cold of wispy air.
My body falls, unable to see.
Darkness loomed around me for eternity . . .
Crimson RedA small boy sits alone, his eyes gone cold, his hands shaking as he falls, blood dripping from his mouth as his head hits the ground. Tears stream from his eyes, and he knows that this is to be his death.Crimson Red3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Above him once loomed a shadow, his eyes glowing red. He had laughed as he pushed the boy to the floor, not resting until blood poured from his mouth and he screamed in pain.
The darkness closed in, devouring the boy slowly, savoring the kill. No. He could not escape this time.
Blood pooled around him as he closed his eyes for the final time, not wanting to see the crimson death by which he faced.
But the darkness was conquered and the shadows fled as a bright light filled the room. A gentle voice spoke softly as the boy was pulled from the darkness, which cowered in the corner, hiding its twisted face.
The boy looked up to see the face of a stranger, one unknown, yet vaguely familiar as if once seen in a dream.
"Who who are you?" the boy whispered.
But the stranger only s
under controlThe thought protrude into my mind.under control3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't stop thinking about it,
I can't stop dreaming about it.
I see it everywhere.
It's driven in my mind.
It's engraved into the walls.
My mind wills it away,
But my heart just brings it back.
I'm going insane here,
And I don't understand.
You're always there,
The thoughts repeated,
And three words come to mind.
I cry it away,
And sigh through the day.
Because I know its true.
And I never truly knew.
But I love you,
And I'm no longer in control.
i am pure evilnever has this feeling been felti am pure evil3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
such hatred within my veins
slaughter playing over and over
concealed thoughts of death
who am i what have i become
what are these feelings that shadow my soul
how could such horror and pain be thought
when will this hell within me stop
love and happiness is what i was
love is what drove me
happiness was my life source
discarded it was replaced with evil
bloodshed is what fuels me
pain and suffering is what my dreams are made of
love and happiness is my nightmare consist of
this evil is my world
i am no man
i am no being
i am pure evil
no 11:11 wishinghey say he likes her,no 11:11 wishing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and shes cant help pray
that they were right.
his eyes are like
the months between summer and autumn,
specks of green hidden behind a gentle brown.
and his voice seems to melt even her heart.
she doesnt want to love him.
but she cant help herself
and she cant help hoping
that someday he will want her back.
she may hope yes,
but she will never let herself wish
because her wishes seem to get lost
on their way to heaven.
so tonight she will go to bed before 11:11
and HOPE that one day...
he will love her too.