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.
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
Pony POV series:Different From Everypony Else 2of2"Rainbow Dash, Rarity Belle... let me cut right to the chase. To be different, truly DIFFERENT, has nothing to do with appearances, tastes, abilities, species, or little personality quirks. Being different means to have a barrier erected between your heart and others'...Like the both of you have."Pony POV series:Different From Everypony Else 2of23 years ago in Drama More Like This
"What?" They ask together of course, eyes wide.
"What do you mean by that?"
"My word," Was all Rarity could say.
"I will explain, in time, but first let's talk more about what being different ISN'T, The characteristics ponies THINK sets them apart from others, but ultimately are but sand lines in the surf."
My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic
Pony POV Series 'Princess Celestia'
Different From Everypony Else
Part 2 of 2
I am Doctor Freudian Excuse. And I am currently facing the most painful trial of my life.
"So remember: being crazy is all in your head! The only reason all those nasty thoughts aren't going away is because you're not thinking enough NICE thoughts! Positive thinking; that's
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
The Inari Tai Diaries - 03June 7thThe Inari Tai Diaries - 0310 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
My parents dropped a nuclear bomb on me today, but I'll get to that in a minute.
A few new developments - no, that isn't meant to be a pun - but where to begin? Most importantly, I think, the clinic has set me up with a house. They're paying the rent and the water and electric for the duration of my pregnancy. It's nice. There aren't any video cameras monitoring my every move, anyway. At least I don't think there are. Of course, the clinic can reach me there any time they have to. The house is near campus, it's comfortable enough and I've been told that arrangements have been made for me to study at home when I get so big I can't move.
Well, they didn't put it like that, exactly, but it's what they meant. As I think I've said already, Dr. Yamada and the others have an odd sort of etiquette when it comes to telling me things, as if they think I can't translate from scientist-speak. It's weirdly endearing, when it isn't frustrating as hell.
I'm filling up pretty qu
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
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
SugarYou areSugar4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
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
Pony POV Series: Shining Armor Part 1Pony POV Series Shining ArmorPony POV Series: Shining Armor Part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
By LZ0291 (with Revisions by Alex Walorn, Kendell2, and producers of the Pony POV Audio Adaption)
It really all began the day I was promoted, shortly before the return of Princess Luna. Promotion in the Equestrian Royal Guard, for officers, is a great honor. Like many great honors, there's a ceremony involved. One that those in charge prefer takes place at a certain time, and excuses you from normal morning duties.
And so it came to pass that, since the ceremony was at noon, I was more or less commanded to have a long lie-in. That didn't guarantee a good night's sleep though. I slept very lightly, in fits and starts. Awakening, very suddenly, after a mere hour in bed, only to realize there was nothing else for me to do but settle under the covers and drift off again. Awakening, while feeling as if I hadn't truly been asleep in the first place. Awakening, confused. And experiencing the strangest dreams, all the while.
Now, I'm no exp
Pony POV Series: Mind Games! Part 3Pony POV Series: Mind Games! Part 33 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
My Little Pony Friendship Is Magic
POV Series Mind Games Part 3
"My dear can you hear me?"
"Huh, what?" I looked up at Fancy Pants, I was still in the dining room, I was still in my chair. The unicorn looked at me in concern.
"I think you might need a doctor. You went completely catatonic."
"N-no! I'm fine! I was just remembering some things."
"... Then those were very powerful memories. You were crying. What was it you were remembering?"
"How, I'm like my mom."
"How are you like her?"
"That I'm gonna get sick too no matter what."
"I seriously doubt that my dear." He said kindly with odd mix of sternness. When had I felt this before? "Bloodlines don't determine a pony. Princess Celestia would never give that destiny to any pony."
I actually heard the voice growl. It sounded, jealous?
'Will you stop that already MY little pony? You might as well give him your real name, address, and tie yourself up while you're at it! Can't you see already? He says he's 'the most important p
Pony POV Series: New Game PlusMy Little Pony Friendship is MagicPony POV Series: New Game Plus3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
New Game Plus Pinkie Pie
Pony POV Series
Hi! Yes, it's Pinkie Diane! It's been awhile since we did a good old fashioned interview huh? How ya been? Is that broken nose healing alright? Oh, how have I been? I've been adjusting. I can't say it's not less stressy that I don't have to pretend I'm still crazy, but I feel, I dunno, a bit naked not having to follow the script.
It's nice to have AJ knowing about these things, it was always so lonely to be the only one who knew about this stuff. And I'm really extra happy I was able to pull off Cranky's welcome to Ponyville a lot better than in the heart world. Oh I know the Shadows-Who-Make have gone on the record as saying that I'm not really a fourth wall breaker, but look at it this way; which way is more constructive for the story? More fun, for that matter?
Oh don't give me that look, it's not at all like those Trixie/Big Macintosh pairings stories (not that they can't be a cute couple;
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
Fun Facts about Steve IrwinFUN FACTS ABOUT STEVE IRWINFun Facts about Steve Irwin9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
-Steve Irwin's teeth can bite crocadile teeth in half.
-Steve eats his cereal with snake venom instead of milk.
-Once a python ate Steve alive, and then he carved his way out of it's belly with his fingernails, ground the snake up and served it to his Dog, Sui.
-His dog, Sui, is the only animal besides Steve that can kill Chuck Norris. But they don't kill Chuck because they both like a challenge.
-Steve Irwin was the real inventor of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. He just named it after one of his goldfish.
-When Steve water-skis, he doesn't use skis- he uses live barracudas.
-Once Steve and his family went camping and a bear attacked him. An hour later his son received the biggest, most realistic teddy bear ever for his birthday.
-Steve Irwin flosses his teeth with electric eels.
-Steve let Disney Studios borrow his pet Kraken 'Keebler' to film 'Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest'.
-Steve Irwin can turn into a wolf at will.
-All of Steve's sense are su
The AudienceThis is the first time I’ve seen her like this, and it takes time to believe what I’m seeing. We’ve all seen pictures of Earth from space. We’ve all seen the sci-fi movies. Seeing it for yourself just doesn’t compare. Our planet is beautiful.The Audience2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The space station is at just the right angle to see half the world in day, lit by faraway fire, and half the world in night, lit up by electric stars and comets.
Everyone needs to see this. Everyone needs to understand. The divisions between countries don’t mean anything in reality. This is one planet, and together we must protect it. We all need to . . .
Wait. No. I don’t understand what’s happening. This is not – this can’t be – I can’t be seeing this. What am I seeing? What’s going on?
What . . .
* * *
“ . . . the fuck?” The words come slow as I struggle to process what I see. Somewhere in the rush of thoughts I c
Charlie: Upwardly Mobile (part 1)Charlie: Upwardly Mobile (part 1)10 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
Rise of Champions: IntroductionRise of Champions: Introduction2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Since the end of WWII and even before with Thomas Alva Edison's invention of the light-bulb, electricity and computers have made the modern way of life possible. In the late 1880s the first of the great modern video game companies is founded. The company that
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
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
Our Flag Was Still ThereMarch 9, 1862. 7:00 AMOur Flag Was Still There3 years ago in Historical More Like This
As my fellow crew members and I saw sat wearily eating our breakfasts of hardtack and coffee, the events of the last few hours raced through my mind. The day before had been fraught with tension thanks to the menace of the rebel ironclad Merrimac. No one had ever seen anything quite like her before. Armored like a turtle with metal impervious to our shelling and belching black smoke through her large smokestack, she reminded me most of the coal trains back in Pennsylvania. But the ship known to the rebels as the Virginia was instead a deadly machine of war. Our ship, the USS Minnesota, managed to avoid the Merrimac's wrath by heading for shallower waters, but we accidently grounded ourselves near the banks of the James River in the process. Fortunately, darkness fell before she could attack and she and her companions returned to port in rebel-controlled Norfolk, Virginia. We spent most of the night with th
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
The Troubles of DatingThe Troubles of Dating (and Time-Travel)The Troubles of Dating4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I suppose she was the first girl I fell in love with because of something other than a nice pair of breasts, and therefore, the first girl I fell in love with whom I actually succeeded in asking out on a date. More than anything it was her hair, the way it was neither curly nor straight, but wavy, and in a dark and dreamy shade of red that nearly seemed black. It reached down beyond her shoulders, and I could find myself staring at the back of her head for hours during our classes, mesmerized by it. Breasts weren't half-bad either though.
And she was a nice person. At least, that was the impression I had gotten during our after-movie dinner at Alessandro's. Passionately interested 70s music, loving long walks in the wild, preferred old-school horrors to the film we'd just seen which we both agreed was tragic. All in all, we seemed to go along quite nicely. After finishing our capricosa, I led her to the car thinking this might as well have been