la musica dulceheartbeats are psycho-la musica dulce3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
the ocean has swallowed
hay una guitarra bajo
mi almohada, y
sueño de música cuando
you came here with
city smoke in your lungs,
forgot to breathe.
Night TrainsI fell asleep for the first time on a train when I was seven. The admission wasnt as painful now as the experience had been at the time. When I woke up, there was nobody there.Night Trains6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nobody? She intoned as though asking a question, but her facial expression showed she was merely repeating the fact.
Nobody. My parents, the other passengers, even the old conductor with the funny hat. Gone. I fidgeted at the memory, it was faded but still uncomfortable. I walked from one end of that train to the other but never saw another soul. I re-found my seat after a while and eventually dozed off, and when I awoke again everyone was exactly where Id left them.
She cocked her head to one side to look over my shoulder, then turned around and surveyed the rest of the car. The diamonds dangling from her earlobes glittered even in the low light.
The train looks pretty empty now. Shed turned to face me again, and I focused
Le Matin de l'AutreTôt. Tôt le matin.Le Matin de l'Autre4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Je me lève.
Je suis de ceux qui voient en le jour l'occasion rêvée d'exister.
Je suis de ceux qui boivent le café noir.
Je suis le veston, le jour est ma cravate,
Accessoire indispensable de ma vie espresso.
Je suis de ceux qui sirotent l'actualité
Et qui lisent le fond d'une tasse.
Il y a le soleil, à ma fenêtre, qui
Ne me donne ni chaud. Ni froid.
Il y a les saisons, à ma fenêtre, qui
S'empressent de ne jamais me donner le temps de les discerner.
Je suis de ceux qui marchent
Ou de ceux qui courent
Et qui font mine de s'affairer,
Parmi d'autres qui font semblant de s'affairer.
Et quand sur mon chemin je croise la Solitude,
Je l'ignore en ne lui donnant rien qui puisse lui payer à manger, parce que
Je suis de ceux qui ont peur de nourrir
Leur propre chemin
Qui croise la route de l'autre.
Le matin de l'autre
Ne m'est pas si étranger...
Tetram species profileTetram species:Tetram species profile11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Average height: 7’6” – 8’6”
Skin color: green
Description of head: Two eyes, standard humanoid jaw with teeth in it, slightly less defined nose than human standard. Hair is actually a form of chitin that protects the back of the skull and the neck.
Description of torso: Generally muscular with four arms having a pair of arms at the normal shoulder with a second pair underneath them. Usually two breasts for females but women that are close to maximum height can develop four.
Description of arms: The arms are generally muscular as well having a shoulder joint, an elbow, and a wrist. The hand has four fingers and a thumb.
Description of legs: The legs are also muscular with a well defined hip, knee, and ankle joint. The feet have one big toe and four smaller toes similar to a human.
Internal organ arrangement: 2 separate pairs of lungs, one to process oxygen and one to process nitrogen. Single 6 chambered he
Flash Fiction: Good Business We're finished, Madame. How do you feel?Flash Fiction: Good Business6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The sound of knuckles popping echoed through the dilapidated ballroom. The silver chamber set up in the center hissed loudly as it opened.
I feel.... ah... A woman breathed deeply, then sighed happily. I feel fantastic. Slowly she stepped from the blinding lights inside the chamber, dressed in a black smock.
Would you like to see your new body? A tall man in a grey uniform stepped forward, motioning towards one of the few mirrored walls that hadn't been smashed. Most of our clients don't care, but I knew you'd like to see. He pointed her towards the mirror that had been cleaned of all dust and grime.
How to Write a StoryHow to Write a StoryHow to Write a Story9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
For all you aspiring young authors, and even old pros, who are looking for a way to improve your skills, this is for you. In this manual I'm relying on my own experience as an author and as an avid reader. First I'll start with the five major problems faced by most authors.
1. Writing a Beginning. The most remembered part of a story is the beginning and the end. The beginning sets the mood for the rest of the story. If you start off on the wrong foot, readers might just put your story down and look for a different one.
2. Writing an Ending. For a reader, the ending of a good book is an action-packed tragedy. When was the last time you read a good novel and wanted it to end? A good long story can be an enjoyable thing, but as a writer, you want to be able to end it.
3. Descriptions. Long boring paragraphs filled with the descriptions of characters and places don't make for good reading. In small doses, a wel
Luffy vs CleverbotUser: Hey my name is Luffy.Luffy vs Cleverbot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cleverbot: I didn't ask that.
User: I am going to be the pirate king.
Cleverbot: Can something artificial such as a computer die?
User: Yes if I smash your CPU. Gomu Gomu no.....
Cleverbot: wait! Lets talk about Red vs. Blue: Relocation.
User: My favourite colour is red.
Cleverbot: I like tea.
User: I like meat.
Cleverbot: What kind of meat?
User: Any kinds of meat. Sanji meshi!
Cleverbot: What is ethics?
User: eat-this?? I dont care I want meat.
Cleverbot: Are you drunk?
User: No I am hungry.
Cleverbot: You can't be. You're not human. You're a robot.
User: No I am a rubber man.
Cleverbot: Then what is your name?
Cleverbot: What is your name?
User: I told you. Its Luffy.
Cleverbot: Tell me again.
User: You are stupider than Zoro.
User: I dont know why you are stupid but I will ask robin later.
Cleverbot: Neither do I.
User: Hey want to join my crew?
Cleverbot: Prepare to be slain yee old beast.
User: Is that a yes?
Parasitic: meetingHe was standing near the edge of a cliff, staring forth while lifting his arms and his hands gripping the fabric of his hood. It was damp due to the fact that it had been raining, the weight upon his person heavier than before seeing as the cloth was dense before and now it was worse.Parasitic: meeting4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Though he took a step toward the edge, wondering how he got there. What the purpose was of doing this, looking out at the vast amount of water displayed before him. The rain obscured his vision while he cocked his head back at the sound of thunder.
What am I doing...? crossed his mind, pondering why and how he got to this point in the first place.
It all started with a simple, vital, mistake. Then his rank was stripped from him, needing to assassinate certain Templar leaders whom spoke, worded riddles that clouded and haunted his mind, soon hearing that his mentor was one of his enemies. He did not want to believe it, he wished he could have plainly ignored it and not have confronted him.
The BatRising up from the shadows of sin,The Bat3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A fallen figure cloaked in a cowl of the void,
Combats the corruption that feeds off consciousness.
His endeavours have no end nor breath to begin,
He dances in direful danger of cowards that confess.
Hiding alone in the echoes of injustice,
A naïve knight shielded in a suit of umbra,
Fights the fatality that siphons off fear.
His gallantry has no guise on winds so wise,
He cowers in clear courage from burdens he has to bear.
Stalking dark by the ides of innocence,
A sombre symbol dressed in a disguise of night,
Harangues the humility that leeches off horror.
His bravery has no brevity or eyes of elegance,
He vacates in virtuous vengeance above trials of terror.
Starlight BirthdayAce grinned from ear to ear as he carried the bag of necessary items to the ship that was docked at the harbor. Today was a very special day; not just because today was the Childrens Festival and colorful fish kites decorated every house in the farming areas and the square, but because it was his younger brothers seventh birthday. This year was going to be special because Luffy was going to have his party on his idols ship. The whole crew who, like their captain loved parties was ready and willing to have a birthday party for their captains little shadow and help Ace out. It would be a lie to say the Red Haired Pirates werent fond of the little boy who was now rubber.Starlight Birthday8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This was to be a surprise party so it had taken some doing to stop his clingy brother from latching onto him all day for Birthday Hugs as he called them. Fortunately Makino was in on the plan and asked Luffy to help with cooking in the bar. Luffy was not good at cooking despite how much he lo
AlexDes: I'll love you foreverAlex walked into the park, with a heavy heart, but his mind calm. "Hey! Mister its you again!" said the young boy running up with a small bird on his hand.AlexDes: I'll love you forever4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Alex kneeled down to see the young boy's face; it was funny how much he looked like a mix between Desmond and himself. "Hey kid, wanna go for a walk?" he asked.
The young boy gave a small smile and nodded. "How's that person?" he asked.
Alex didn't say anything, he's in a better place."
The boy frowned sadly but then smiled. "I'm happy though now. Mommy now has a friend with her."
Alex smiled and pulled the kid up and onto his back. "I like you kid."
"I remember this so clearly. I thought it was unfair and sad, and felt like it was his fault. But it was really mine and I miss him "
2 Weeks Ago
Alex Mercer stepped into the hospital room as a man with brown eyes and white hair. Desmond glanced over from his bedside and smiled. "Its funny how much you look like an older version of me when you do that " Desmond said
:in between words and worlds:i.:in between words and worlds:4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
With amorphous regret in my mind and genesis in my notebook I turn the page and there is the hateful etching of your name a hundred times over and over until its engraved on my wrists and under my eyelids, those crimson marks dispersing into atoms when I close my eyes, there is the slight tremble of the summer leaves and the south birds migration, there are the salmons leaping in ocean's tears and mountain's streams and there are cars whizzing by the empty voids between our words and worlds.
To you, words exist in worlds
And to me worlds live in the existence of words
But you'll only frown and turn away, and accuse me of being philosophical and boring.
Because maybe that's what I am, a cluster of clashing words,
Clashing worlds when I shut my eyes
And clashing sounds like soap water when I just l i s t e n .
In the translucent yellow of this candlelight, the lisp of words soften to words sifting above whispers, and in vain I sketch in my mind the shape of your smi
Soul X Maka: Part 5Blackstar shifted his gaze around the blackness that seemed to engulf his entire body. Mist swirled around him in a purple fog, and all he could see in the distance was pitch black.Soul X Maka: Part 54 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"Soul?" he shouted, searching for his white haired friend. "Where are you Soul?"
All of a sudden Blackstar's lungs felt heavy. The air around him was toxic and his lungs were beginning to collapse. Coughing violently, Blackstar covered his mouth with his hand, trying to breathe in as little of the toxic air as he could. Squinting through the darkness, Blackstar pushed forward, separating the mist with his free hand. He hadn't walked far when his legs started to cave in, making him fall onto his hands and knees.
No way am I being defeated this easily! He thought to himself. Scrambling to get to his feet, Blackstar saw something move in the corner of his eye. He span around.
"Whose there?" he yelled, "I'm not afraid of you! I'm too big a star to be afraid!"
A shadow appeared behind him. Blackstar flung his wh
ESPADA Anime Scenes PARODY 5Scene 1: The Espada discover the 'If Your Name was an Emo Song' website. And yes, it is real.ESPADA Anime Scenes PARODY 54 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ulquiorra: *types in his name*
The result: 'Ignore my soul because you're bored.'
Ulqui: T_T Bastards.
Nnoitra: *types in his name*
The result: 'Ignore my paranoia because you're so controversial.'
Nnoitra: ...That just screams me and Nelliel.
Harribel: *types in her name*
The result 'Revive my heart because I want to believe in us'
Harribel:...Why didn't Ulquiorra get this?
Grimmjow: *types in his name*
The result: 'Revive my soul right now'.
Grimmjow: Damn straight!!! *roars*... Wait, WHAT?!
Szayel: *types in his name*
The result: 'Stab my sanity because I want to believe in us'.
Szayel: YEAH, STAB ME, BITCHES! STAB ME HARD!
Zommari: *types his name*
The result: Revive my paranoia forever.
Zommari: Why would anyone WANT to be paranoid??!! Unless you're Nnoitra.
Nnoitra: YO MOMMA IS PARANOID!!
Zommari: *sarcastically* Ooh, burn.
Starrk: *gets Lillynette to type in
Abducted pt 6"Mommy?" asked a young Taro yanking at his mother's sleeve a bit.Abducted pt 64 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Eri tiredly looked at her three year old son, "Taro? I thought your father put you down for a nap "
"I don't wanna sleep " Taro said glancing at his mother's swollen belly. Eri sighed softly.
"Alright, is your brother sleeping at least?"
"Uh huh," Taro nodded.
Eri put a hand over her belly as she sat up on the couch. Taro took the opportunity to sit next to her. Eri noticed Taro's gaze hadn't moved from her eight month pregnant belly. "Is something wrong sweetie?" she asked gently.
"Why are you and Daddy having another baby ? Are you bored with me and brother ?" he asked.
Eri blinked. "Oh Taro no, we've gone over this. Just because me and Daddy are having another baby doesn't mean we don't love you. It just means you're going to have a little brother or sister."
"But I already have a brother," Taro pouted.
"Oh baby " Eri soothed petting his hair. She had to think of something to make Taro feel a
there was more than silence(There used to be more than just silence)there was more than silence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We had a song once, do you remember?
They classified it as a disorder,
filed between "insanity" and "pitiful little things"
(but we danced to it anyway.
We had a secret language once,
In December, remember
It consisted of three billion characters,
Invented by the instant
By the second forgotten
we passed secret notes
Etched over scattering leaves
On sidewalks we left them to be
carried by the swift wind
Ducking behind bare limbs
and weaving, weaving
their way into frigid doors
you taught me the rarest words of them all,
and then told me that I was
the only and the only
of the black void above
On your sleeve my name I sew
But like a tree the clothes you outgrew
And with a toss you never knew
Which direction my empty insights blew
(and now, the world is coming to a stop
my needles are growing tired,
from etching over
[and over again]
those little swift etches
of string weaving secrets over cotton lines
and evading outgrowing li