LoZ Four Sword 2 Chapter 2LoZ Four Sword 2 Chapter 24 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Red cried out and Blue let out a yell. Vio jumped a little and even Shadow stopped laughing."Who turned out the lights?" Red asked.
"Well I couldn't have." Blue said, as Red was squeezing him too tight for him to move. Shadow put his arms up innocently.
"I'm all the way over here, so I didn't do it." he said. Vio shook his head.
"Wasn't me either." he said, getting up and feeling his way across the room to find his bag. He picked it up and rummaged through it, pulling out a small LED book light. Flipping it on brought relief to the four boys.
Vio looked around. "Looks like the whole areas out of power." he said, looking out the window and seeing that there were no lights on down the street.
Samotny w tlumie (RusLiet)Iwan siedział w napięciu swoim salonie. Na sofie obok niego zasnął zmęczony pracą Litwa. Leżał bezwładnie opierając się głową o jego ramię. Rosjanin czuł na swojej szyi jego miarowy oddech i ciepło jego ciała na swoim ramieniu. Ba, słyszał nawet jego serce spokojnie wybijające swój rytm.Samotny w tlumie (RusLiet)8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Iwan nie ruszał się nie chcąc zbudzić Taurysa. Wyglądał tak spokojnie i ufnie, kiedy spał. Rosja westchnął smutno. Gdyby Litwa nie spał nigdy nie podszedłby do niego tak blisko.
Wszyscy się go bali. Mimo to robił co w jego mocy by zebrać wokół siebie narody. Próbował stworzyć sobie rodzinę, ciepły dom do którego mógłby wracać. Dlatego powstało ZSRR. By nie był już nigdy samotny. Lecz sowieckie państwa dusiły się w okowach zniewolenia i t
From Generation to GenerationFrom Generation to Generation3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ahh, What a nice day to relax". Nelly was lying in the lush green grass of Hyrule field, the warm sun soaking over his body while a gentle spring breeze blew through his fur. After a hard day of work at Lon Lon ranch, the Pichu decided to spend the last few hours of the day enjoying the perfect weather. While daydreaming about how he will be visiting lake Hylia the next day for the weekend, Nelly's thoughts were soon interrupted when a grey furred Raichu walked up to him and sat in the grass, yawning and streatching his arms.
"Hello there, Tensão. I see you must have had a hard day of working at the ranch, huh?", Nelly asked while sitting up. Tensão yawned and scratches the back of his head, "it sure was. I had to spend the day hearding Cuccos and that's no easy task when they're running around all crazy like". The pichu laughed, "luckly I'm to small to do that kind of work so I only had to feed the horses and cows". Tensão looke
Forever BoundYou can probably say that I knew this was going to happen. I knew I was going to be eternally bound to him like this.Forever Bound10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
And yet… instead of running away, I accepted it.
I accepted him.
"You chose the wrong person to help, Mizuki,"
Those burning gold eyes pierced right through me, looking into my very soul. Green-tinged hair flowing in the night breeze. He had me pinned to a wall and I should have been struggling but... I didn't.
"Sacred Spirits of the Forest are known to be… obsessive."
Even as he said those words I knew he was expecting me to run away. To flee from him, because he was dangerous. I personally knew he was dangerous, after he nearly choked me to death.
And yet... I stayed perfectly still as he leant towards me.
To my surprise, I smiled.
"Then be as obsessive as you want."
Itsuki froze. For a moment he just stared at me and I nearly got lost in his eyes. Those eyes like a sunset…
"...No. You don't mean that. You're just saying that because y
WIP WRITING- Blessing"There is no such thing as 'there are only two types of people'. Everyone is different." The blonde-haired boy said as he stared off into the distance, his hair flowing like the wind.WIP WRITING- Blessing9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Then... who am I?"
That's when he turned to me and smiled. It was the warmest and kindest smile I have ever seen on someone.
"You're You, and that's a blessing."
Pokemon Crossover Origins ch.2Pokemon Crossover Origins ch.21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Many centuries pass as the Royal sisters continued to keep the peace and delicate balance between nature, Ponies, Pokemon, and the cosmos. And just as the ponies have become dependent, and symbiotic to the pokemon, the Legendaries have formed a bond with the Royal Princesses because of their shared the responsibilities of bringing out the sun and moon. No one felt as much as a bond with the Princesses than the Legendary birds. They originally bestowed on them their great powers, and they gave the sisters the honor to seek an audience with the creator of all life, both Pokemon, and Pony, in his likeness.
Arceus ascended from the cosmos, and blessed the Princesses with one more gift. For, just as he has given the Pokemon their own variety of types and elements, the Ponies have their own special elements. He bestowed onto them the Elements of Harmony to aid them in their responsibilities in keeping the peace and balance. For many years, it helped the Princesses, and it sprang many legends
Whispers of the MadWhispers of the Mad:Whispers of the Mad2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your lips remain painted with the scars of torment
Carved so as to split with every word of speech
The glass that slices through your softened flesh
Bears the marking we know as 'Vinashuka'
And now he lies beneath the falling sand
Drowning in a world that is sinking away
Though his feet will seek the stability of ground
He finds himself caught by 'Vinashuka'
A disturbing word that rings hollow at best
For it carries the tone of a tainted solitude
A heart that has been corrupted by physical pain
Can only scream 'Vinashuka!'
How does a man know when he has gone insane?
To descend into a world where logic is naught
A moon that carries the colour of blood
Shall paint my skin with 'Vinashuka'
I have lost all sense of meaning in this place
There is no where else for my soul to flee
Caught within the whispers of delusory madness
I can only repeat Vinashuka...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 13th July 2012
A is for AliensA-Z Project: A is for AliensA is for Aliens2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Macy was walking down the empty street with her backpack thumping softly against her back with each step. The chill of the night permeated her striped socks and chilled her very bones. Beside her in the stagnant twilight air, her boyfriend Tristan was jabbering on about something unimportant. His ranting fell further and further behind Macy as her thoughts wandered. I hate that I have to run like this, she thought. I might be making a wrong decision somehow But it's the only way to feel good.
"And then I decided that that was that, so that's when I called you," Tristan said in a half-whisper. Macy absently nodded her head, not looking up from the ground. "Hey Are you alright?" Tristan asked after a moment of silence.
Although it felt out-of-place to speak, Macy said slowly, "I'm fine. Just a little confused." She reached up and gripped the backpack straps with both hands, letting her arms relax that way. They had made
Pokemon Crossover Origins ch.1Pokemon Crossover Origins ch.11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once upon a time, in the land of Equestria...
Two sisters were born, and they were blessed with great power. They were born in a world where creatures with incredible abilities lived alongside Earth-Ponies, Unicorns and Pegasi. Although the Ponies were not as powerful, their intelligence separated them from these creatures, which were called Pokemon. The only ones with enough power to match them were these sisters, and they were accepted as the Ponies leaders and Princesses.
For a short time, they lived together, but not harmoniously. The ponies found a way to capture and train these Pokemon to benefit them, but they do so without restriction, treating the Pokemon more as slaves.
In time, two types of Pokemon, both of whom share similarities with the ponies, separated, and began to revolt. The Zebstrika evolution line, and the Rapidash evolution line, felt the need for justice and freedom, and they sought out their legendary guardians to their aid. Their legendaries, which were Pokemon
Tale of the Freddie Ghost part 2Lara woke with a start and a cry as the images from the nightmare she'd just had. Instantly she began to cry, the image of him just lying there heavy on her mind.Tale of the Freddie Ghost part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her bedroom door opened and the aforementioned individual rushed in and immediately gathered her in his arms. Lara latched onto him tightly, crying softly.
"Shh...I'm here, sweet...don't cry...was it a nightmare?" Freddie held her, rocking her as he stroked her hair.
She pulled back and looked up into his face, "Be 70's Freddie, please?" she pleaded, for he was in his "Slightly Mad" getup.
Freddie nodded, a bit of a confused look on his face, and transformed into his 1977 likeness, dressed in a colorful sweater and black jeans.
Lara sniffed, "It was horrible, Freddie...I dreamed you died right in front of me! In that same outfit, the 'Slightly Mad' one," she cried.
Freddie's eyes widened, "Oh my dear! I'm so sorry!" he squeezed her tighter.
Lara clung to hi
take it away prt1take it away prt13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Life's greatest questions have always been: Who am I? Where did I come from? Why am I here? Where am I going?
these questions are all hard to answer. but maybe discovering about your world a little more than the goverment
wants you to know will help.
daylight. do we all live by the sun's warmth? is the sun the only way creatures like us survive? well,
what if all of that were backwards? what if humans had to stay AWAY from the sun to survive? Well, all im not just making
up questions to make you more confused... there are some humans who have these organs under there skin that produces more oil than
us regular people.when they are near irregular heat or light it makes the thin organs under there skin to burn and are
usually known to burst into flames. have you ever heard of spontanious human combustion (shc)? suprising enough, most
of these "special" people have nothing to do with that.. why? i have no idea, nor does anyone else in this world.
why have you never seen or heard of these
WrongThere was no flower where bee appearsWrong2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And so my pillow soaked up the tears
Salt lasted but water of course had to seep
It annoys my wounds when I try to sleep
Fly's flown into lamp and has burnt its wing
Hot roasted wings are tasty a thing.
End's lost its end
Gravestone its sign
Words lost their meanings
What's yours is mine.
Knocker still hasn't found surface to hit
Feathers with duvet will not ever meet
Brain lost its thoughts. Now they are flat!
I think of bird. I see a bat.
Gain's always been needed
Need's got the gain
Too bad I have no a right to complain.
I'm happy not hungry
The wings did their best
So did the duvet
The warmth and the rest.
I've got what I need
My life is a gain
Too bad I have no a right to complain.
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I Pinky PromiseI Pinky Promise2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Let us talk for a little while
And let me make you smile
Let me take you out every night
And you will be the best sight
Nothing can compare
Because I love you I swear
TypicalMemories are strange things. Sometimes they stay with you for a long time, and sometimes they vanish in the blink of an eye. They confuse me. I’ve had many memories in my lifetime, most I don’t remember…Typical10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
…but there are some memories I’ll never be able to forget.
SICARIUS REMEMBERS: NUMBER SIX- Typical
Slam. Crash. Thud.
My body was being thrown around like a ragdoll. At this point I wouldn't usually feel hurt, since I believe I have high endurance, but this time… It's different.
He's way too strong for me, and I was stupid enough to not believe that.
With a thud, he threw me to the ground, leaving me gasping for air.
"Huh, not as strong as you think you are, eh, Sicarius?"
The man's voice was deep and menacing; like that of a monster you have nightmares about when you're a little child. Short, black hair curling in all directions and electric yellow eyes that could pierce right through you. I hadn't realised i
An artistAn artist2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Staring at a blank paper
Is an artist's worst nightmare.
The artist is the shaper,
Their thoughts somewhere up in the air.
They are searching for inspiration,
Sometimes they are even searching the skies.
It takes a lot of concentration,
But you can always see the passion burning in their eyes.
Being an artist does not always mean you're creative.
It just means that you want to create something,
And never want to give up.
AnonymousI am the girl who hides between moth eaten paper backsAnonymous1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And slips into bookstores and devours leather bound spines
I am chloroform lips bitten down, red and rosy
Ink stained finger tips that fold book pages between my pupils
I'm the girl who drowns herself in coffee and cough drops
While remaining curled between Tennyson and Steinbeck
Wasting days wondering why grass is green
And how it can be greener for others and not I
Then I realized its all artificial food colouring
And polystyrene picket fences
Sticky notes yellowed at the edges reminding myself how to smile
I've pasted them on my skin in makeshift paper Mache armour
But like all mangled words I will be thrown inside a wastebasket
Saved for a rainy day