SugarA young girl of the age of fourSugar10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sat silently on the kitchen floor
Eating cookies to her hearts content.
Unaware of any ill intent.
She ate until she could no more,
And quickly moved up off the floor,
She put her vice back in its stash
For her room she quickly dashed.
As she walked through the room,
She heard a voice mutter "doom"
Unsure of it she couldn't see,
What in this world could it be?
But the darkness made her blind,
No trace was there for her to find
So warily she kept on walking,
And silently it continued stalking,
Her heart raced as she peered,
Pace quickened as she steered.
Not stopping for any hesitation,
Kept heading for her destination.
In her room, door slammed shut,
Her imagination cought in a rut,
Of horrors recently conceived,
Monsters so vivid she believed,
Then as the floor boards creeked.
Overcome she quickly peeked.
Nothing seen, nothing moving,
but the danger was ever looming.
But she kept staring,
Struck down by fear,
Horrible images did appea
Tilly's TummyI was ready to take my place as the world’s last fertile woman. Scientists had worked for 4 years genetically altering my body, while simultaneously extracting and freezing about 500 of my eggs. I could now grow to superhuman feats, my uterus could hold thousands of pounds, my skin would never rip open from inhuman stretching, and my legs would be able to stretch far out without pain, and able to support my body weight for most of my pregnancy. My body was manipulated, now my brains main function is to keep my organs working, and my uterus working to develop a full term pregnancy with extremely big and healthy babies in roughly a month’s time, though the scientists weren’t certain on the exact amount of gestation time. I was now ready to grow a belly filled with at least five hundred large babies.Tilly's Tummy2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was transported to a facility with plenty of space, thousands of square feet wide and twenty feet tall. I was placed on a large bed, with an iron foundation, and a very co
FearFalse afflictionsFear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
running sharply from your tongue
embracing my aching heart
crushing it to dust
Evidence you created
emerging from your mouth
tears rolling down the valleys of your face
brow furrowed in desperate screaming
Appearing for all the world
as the victim of self satisfaction
your rage making almost truths
from disconnected incidents
Real world affections
rolling out of me and over you
like raindrops in the ocean.
Charlie: Upwardly Mobile (part 1)Charlie: Upwardly Mobile (part 1)9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Charlie huffed blowing a strand of hair from her face and slouched with an elbow on the counter. The stool pinched her butt randomly where it was cracked when she shifted in a certain as yet undefined way. The kiosk was smelled heavily of pretzels which she initially found pleasant but now haunted her dreams. It was cramped with the appliances to produce and bake them, giving her barely enough room to squeeze around them under ideal conditions.
It was the end of week two of her summer internment at the ‘Pretzelmaniacal’ booth at the local mall. Week one consisted of her brief training and was the longest period of time she had seen her boss. On the second week she was turned loose to run the little food kiosk on her own, only seeing Elise at the end of the afternoon when the owner/manager took over. Charlie at first was pleased at trust she assumed she had been entrusted with but then quickly realized that the booth could be run by a trained monkey. Not even a particu
No One KnowsWhen my eyes are closedNo One Knows4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are there to love me
But awake I've found that
I just can not believe
Do you really love me?
I can only hope it
I'm lonely on my own and
I hope that I can cope it
Boys, I really love you
And girls I hate to say
It's hard to fall in love
When no one knows you're gay
DiagnosisMelody, or "Mel" for short, was an avid traveler. Name a country or a city and she's been there! Mel is an archaeologist, a damn good one at that. Hut, being a women in a "boy's-club" has its draw backs: No one thinks she can take care of herself, very few men taker seriously and of course, she was hot; by default not smart. Mel had proven them wrong with this preconceived notions many times over, but it never stuck. Mel was leggy, with blonde hair down to her butt, with an ample bosom and piercing green eyes. Some speculate that she was the inspiration for ZZ Top's "Legs", but Mel knew that was bull!Diagnosis3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One night, after returning from an excavation from deep within the amazon, Mel felt very ill. She ran to her bathroom many times that night, each time feeling worse and worse. The next morning, Mel drove herself to the doctors. She wasn't sexually active, or at least hadn't been f
SugarYou areSugar4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
AliveYou're hanging by a thread,Alive4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And slipping bit by bit,
This is killing you.
Survive, you say.
Your knot has come undone,
There's nowhere left to run,
There is nothing.
But here you still are.
Is there a chance?
Any hint of light?
No, only dark,
Yet you still fight.
You cannot stop to ask why.
Dimitri's ProfileDimitri's Profile4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full name: Kayla Blaisdale
Pronunciation: kay-la blaze-dale
Nickname(s) or Alias: Kay, Goose, Nosebleed, Red / Dimitri, Dimi.
Age: FO3 - 19, FONV - 23.
Birthday: July 13, 2258.
Sexuality: Heterosexual, for the most part.
Nationality: American, with Irish roots.
Religion: Believes in God, but is casually religious at best.
City or town of birth: Vault 101.
Currently lives: Megaton, until 2280. New Vegas.
Languages spoken: English.
Native language: English.
Relationship Status: It's complicated.
Weight: 170 lbs.
Figure/build: Lean and slender, with developed muscles in her arms and legs - her main weapons when no hand held weapon can be acquired.
Hair colour: Burgundy/Dark Red.
Hairstyle: Long(to shoulderblades), mostly un-styled save for trimmed bangs. Worn in a ponytai
Charlie: RulesCharlie: Rules6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Charlie lay in her bed, her fingers idly tracing patterns on her gravid belly as she watched TV in her bedroom. She felt a twitch and her belly dropped flat like a rapidly deflating balloon. She frowned in slight disappointment and reached over for the stop-watch and digital audio recorder on her nightstand. After turning the TV off, she started the recorder and stopped the watch. "October 22, Friday. Bedroom. Time is 10:37pm. Belly's gone back to normal, start time was 4:03pm for time of..." She pursed her lips in concentration as she mentally calculated, "Six hours, thirty-four minutes." She lay her hand on the bare skin of her stomach, "As normal, no signs that anything ever happened, no stretchmarks, no swelling, nothing."
She rolled on to her side and grabbed a notebook from the nightstand with a series of start and stop times, adding in the latest entry. "Okay, with this one, average time is..." she scribbled some math out on the margin, "Average time is eight hours, fifteen minu
Sunny Disposish - Chapter 3The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right place but to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.Sunny Disposish - Chapter 38 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
It happens in life that some things really must be considered more than others. It must be considered that Alice felt strange in a new place, and that she felt mixed twinges of doubt and excitement over travel. She did not know what was coming, but the darkening leaves in the cloistered front lawn gave her pause to recognize an air of duality about the place, of dreadful seclusion and delicious closeness. It must be considered that the March Hare was not well in his compact head and believed that the people at the other edge of his table were in league to make Rabbit Coq au Vin for the evening, when truly they only desired to play Baccarat but were unable to
Pony POV Series Celestia - The Third AlicornPony POV SeriesPony POV Series Celestia - The Third Alicorn3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Third Alicorn
By Kendell2 and Alexwarlorn
WARNING! SPOILERS FOR ROYAL CANTERLOT WEDDING AND PONY POV SERIES: ORIGINS!
My sister's Night Court was just beginning. The sun had been set and the moon raised. I thank Mother and Father I have Lulu back for many reasons, including that I don't have to function on catnaps as Princess of both the Day and Night anymore. I don't physically need to sleep, but it still does wonders for my sanity. Just as a settled in to read Twilight's latest friendship letter, a knock came on my door. "Hmm, now who could that be?"
As I open the door, I am greeted, for the second time at such a late hour of the day, by my pupil. Only this time, she does not appear to be in a tizzy over discovering horrifying secrets no mortal should be forced to know from a book which shouldn't even exist, only somewhat confused, uneasy.
"Why, hello My Faithful Student," I reply. "I didn't expect to have you visit me ag
Cindy Supreme Surrogate MotherCindy the Supreme Surrogate MotherCindy Supreme Surrogate Mother5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
Cindy McGowan is a 19 year old Freshman at City College majoring in Business. College was about to let out for summer break and she was looking forward to sunbathing on the beach and surfing with her boyfriend, Michael Jonston. She was your average typical teenager in most ways except for her figure, which was not quite so typical. She was five feet, four inches tall with long dark reddish-brown hair and her other measurements were 36GG bust size, 24 inches around her waist and 35 inches around her hips. At least she was before she was asked by her mother 8 months ago to help her cousin and her husband by being a surrogate mother for them as they could not have any children on their own. She agreed to it and hoped it won't interfere with her classes. It didn't and by
Pony POV Series: Shining Armor Part 3Pony POV SeriesPony POV Series: Shining Armor Part 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Shining Armor Part 3
Edited by Alex Warlorn, Kendell2, And the producer of the Pony POV Series Audio Adaption Louis Badalament.
"I love you and I respect you, Shiny, but... why do we have to go all this way?"
"To get the new season shirt of course," I replied for the fifth time.
Myself and my sister, Twilight Sparkle, were at that moment walking down a street in Canterlot. She was wearing only a saddlebag, advertising her status as a college mare. I, on the other hoof, as a respectable officer of the Royal Guard, wore a lovely red shirt, as well as a saddlebag. Spike meanwhile wore a Twilight Sparkle on his bottom while reading a newspaper.
"Yes, but there's good sports shops nearer the castle! We're about to walk past one! You're waving at one of the workers there!" Twiley protested.
"He went to my school and his brother is in the Guard. He's also more of a Cloudball fan," I explained my wave.
Twilight groaned as the shop worker in the Baltimare Ravens shirt
Writing a Harry Potter FanficTutorial to writing a Harry Potter fanfic.Writing a Harry Potter Fanfic8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
When writing a Harry Potter fanfic, it's best to realize things you'll need first. A pencil, a pen, a notebook or something to write in, an open mind, patience, dedication, and time. Why would you need both a pencil and a pen? One is for writing and one is for correcting.
Before you start to write, you need to make a plan, have materials for research, and knowledge of Harry Potter. Brainstorming is a great way to pan out a plot for your story.
Answer these questions:
You'll need to realize where you want to have your story in the Potterverse. Founders Era, Marauder Era, Pre-Hogwarts, Trio's first year-seventh year, Post-Hogwarts, and more.
You'll need to figure out what kind of story it is, such as comedy, romance, angst, horror, action, adventure, drama, songfic, and more!
Founders, Trio, Marauders, Death Eaters, Neville, OC. (See Vocabulary.)
H/Hr, Dramione, RonHermione, RonLuna, HermioneViktor, Hermion
The Truth About HufflepuffsHufflepuff: The Nearly-Forgotten House of Hogwarts</i>The Truth About Hufflepuffs7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
In the Harry Potter series, there are four separate houses of Hogwarts: Gryffindor, the house representing courage and justice. Ravenclaw, representing intelligence and wisdom. Slytherin, representing ambition and resourcefulness. Hufflepuff, representing loyalty and tolerance. Each of these houses embody important virtues. So why do many people assume that Hufflepuffs are useless?
I recall the Sorting Hat song which mentions Helga Hufflepuff's statement "I'll take the lot" when the other founders revealed what virtues they would value in their students. I feel that this statement by Hufflepuff has been vastly misinterpreted by many fans of the series. As the importance of blood status has always been a major issue in the Wizarding World, to the point that that Godric Gryffindor and Salazar Slytherin (who were great friends before founding Hogwarts) came to resent each other
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
It's Revolutionary..."So what is it that you wanted to show me?" Sean asked his friend. "It's revolutionary! You have to see it!" Michael replied, "I found it while digging out some weeds behind my house!"It's Revolutionary...5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Both of the boys went into his messy room. Michael immediately started rummaging through a large pile of clothes he had stacked in the corner. "Dude, seriously, you got to clean your room up." Sean told him.
"Bah! This room doesn't need to be cleaned! Everything is set up perfectly where I want it. All I have to do is reach over from where I'm sitting and I can grab whatever I want! You're too distracted by looks to see the ingenuity of my organization skills!" Michael remarked.
"Uh yeah, that explains why it's taking this long just to find whatever you're looking for." Sean replied.
After hearing this, Michael chucked a shirt into Sean causing him to stagger a bit. "Feh. This is an exception. I don't want anyone casually seeing this and grabbing it. Besides, don't you know things are natural
Du Riechst So Gut Ch4Chapter 4Du Riechst So Gut Ch44 years ago in Drama More Like This
I watched attentively as the minor bite mark that Desiree left on my right hand quickly dissolved and my skin was perfect again. That little tramp, how dare she bite me? I hold her life in my hands and she bites me and damages my beautiful form? Though, I had to admit ... it was quite ... stimulating. That fire in her eyes had always gotten me excited, but her actually trying to do something about it was even more enthralling.
"Richard!" I looked up from the tiny little dinner table that this crap hole of a house had to offer and saw Paul standing by me, fuming.
"Hmm?" I rested my head on my hand and gazed at him, "What is it now? I swear you've been a serious killjoy for the past couple months."
"You brutalized her!" He seethed.
I chuckled at his foolish comment, "Where have you been for the past five years?"
A growl ripped out of his mouth and he pounded his fist on the t
Master Chief vs Samus 1The sergeants voice crackled through the radio.Master Chief vs Samus 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's the last of this holdout. Get a move on Chief, we've still got six recon points to go!"
'Just for once, could I not have to run these damn ODST drop recon points solo?' the Chief thought to himself. He wasn't exactly the young, 21 year old recruit he had been. Having been put into cryo-sleep, ditched on the edge of the universe, required to save humanity multiple times, all of these things had taken their toll on both the Chief's energy and his patience. He was 26 on that day, something which Cortana had reminded him of. As far as he could tell, she was the only one who knew or cared. He knew it shouldn't bother him, not at all. Not the Master Chief, Spartan-117, super soldier and savior of humanity. But it still did. Keys was dead, so any romantic interest that he might have had there was long gone, thanks to the fucking profits. There were plenty of girls who would have gladly been his lover but he didn't really feel inclined to
The Presidents: Ronald ReaganThe Presidents: Ronald Reagan2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Introduction and Early Life
Ronald Wilson Reagan would start and leave his presidency incredibly popular. He would become known as the "Great Communicator" with the American people, largely due to his years as an actor. He was the oldest man to ever be elected and he would have one of the most revolutionary presidencies in history. Reagan was born in 1911 in Tampico, Illinois and lived through his early years in a family of modest means. When he was a teenager, he first got interested in politics. President Calvin Coolidge was in the White House and his economic policies of cutting taxes and reducing government spending inspired Reagan. Nevertheless, after graduating from Eureka College in 1932, he voted for Democrat Franklin Roosevelt. He worked as a radio sports announcer before being offered a contract from Warner Brothers in 1940. In the 1950s, Reagan worked for the Sunday television show "General Electric Theater" and eventually entered politics. He married Nancy Davis whil
ZombiesWe need an Alice. My breath shaky I closed the door, not knowing what to do next.Zombies7 years ago in Horror More Like This
You still dont get it do you? We may be the last two humans! Were more than royally screwed! Is this all a game for you? A movie? A book? Umbrella Corp isnt real! There is no way to stop the virus! We arent the S.T.A.R.S.! We arent trained, these zombies arent smart, there arent any zombie dogs, but the zombies; they ARE hungry. And most importantly, were alone! All alone! Everyone might be a zombie by now! There is NO ALICE!
His sudden outburst startled me at first, but when his words finally reached my mind they echoed and pounded. I started to sob, to cry. My hope was shattered. I didnt feel like I even had Trip anymore. I was just a lonely soul surrounded by impossibilities and no way out.
Cry quieter, theyll hear you and come. Trip cocked his gun and watched the door, list
Discord Ponies POV Series: (part 2) Dark WorldDiscord Ponies POV Series: (part 2) Dark World3 years ago in Drama More Like This
I collected my notes and prepared for my debriefing with Master. How long did that take?
Days and nights are too unpredictable to be used to keep time. We simply sleep when tired, and do our tasks when we rise. We come when Master calls and leave when we're dismissed. After that, we do whatever we please until we're tired or he calls us again. That is all there needs to be.
LJ stood in line behind me as I stood in Master's cluttered throne room, opposite the big screen TV.
"So, my dearest Twilight Tragedy, what's the newest up-and-up in the kingdom of eternal chaos?"
Master has no actual need for these reports, his eyes and ears are everywhere. After a thousand years or so, everything alive fears and/or hates him. Nearly all know better than to ever disobey him.
"I found the note in my bedroom just where you told me, Master, I burned it without reading it, as per your instructions. I also burned all the time travel spells in the library without memorizing them, they are no threat to yo