The wonderful life of a human.You guys are all tits.The wonderful life of a human.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My best Novel yetOk.My best Novel yet3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
So there is this guy who is asian.
He goes in the internet and makes a Deviant Art account. The next thing you know, he's getting text raped by trolls. The only people that help him are these retarded knights. The knights eventually turn on the asian guy and the asian guy gets sad knowing that his only friends betray him. Eventually the trolls and knights drive the asian guy out of the internet.
After a week, the asian guy comes back with really thick skin, an unbreakable spine, and doesn't afraid of anything. He shares his opinions on the internet and people accuse him of trolling. The asian guy doesn't really care and continues to do his thing. Then everyone suddenly dies. THE END.
another kawaii storySo there was this guy and he had guns.another kawaii story3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He shot everyone and they exploded and turned into donuts.
Best poem ever.There was a guy who was different,Best poem ever.3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
no one liked him, his views weren't the same.
He going on the internet and starts a ruckus.
Everyone is mad, they rage and blog,
about how this guy, must be an obvious troll.
He's featured on popular sites and blogs,
Facebook and Tumblr to name just a few.
The people point at laugh at his beliefs,
they call him names, poke at his side.
But nothing happens, it was all in vain.
The butthurt brigadeso there is this guy who thinks the internet is serious business.The butthurt brigade3 years ago in Settings More Like This
he goes on deviant art, sees someone making stamps about the holocaust and gets totally butthurt.
he types a huge wall of text bigger then the fucking great wall of china.
the butthurt guy gets attacked by everyone in the comments and commits suicide because no one liked his opinion.
deviantART is a social media site.dA has made some significant changes lately, and I've been reading the comments from both sides of the fence. There are things I like, things I don't, and things I don't like but would like with some tweaking. But let's set all that aside for a moment. There's a complaint that I keep seeing pop up, and it bugs me. It usually goes something like this:deviantART is a social media site.10 months ago in Editorial More Like This
"deviantART is NOT a social media site!"
To be blunt, this is incorrect and displays an ignorance of what social media is. I blame Facebook - it's popularity has highjacked the definition of social media in the public consciousness. A quick Google search gives a succinct definition of the term:
websites and applications that enable users to create and share content or to participate in social networking.
This is exactly what deviantART is and does; promotes the creation of content, provides a platform to share it, and fosters connections. Anything thing else is just fluff.
A more relevant
Wise Words - PrejudiceJudge me not by actions that have happened,Wise Words - Prejudice5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My past will hold onto me.
I cannot alter what is behind me
But only build on my mistakes.
Look to the manners which follow me now
Base your view of me from this
But do remember one thing:
A man who held onto corruptions before
Can still touch lips with the Holy Grail
When I DieWhen I Die3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I die
Will you sing for me?
When I die
Will you cry?
When I die
Will you send flowers to my grave?
When I die
Will you be brave?
When I die
Will you still love me?
When I die
Will you let me be?
When I die
Will you throw away the ring?
When I die
Will you walk over the land like a king?
When I die
I will always be with you
By your side
And sing to you all day long.
WintertideWintertide5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was like any other winter day, cold and wet. Dark, menacing clouds hung low over the landscape, turning grey to white in their icy downpour. Snow fell like rain, fast, furiously and for a time too long to count. Redwall Abbey's walls were not their normal rosy sandstone, but they were desaturated, cold. Snow gathered over their battlements and in the cracks of the stone. The day was quiet, contrast to the bustle inside the Abbey.
Dibbuns were bouncing off the walls, too excited to be contained. The blizzard had ceased their play outside, so naturally the only place to cause havoc was inside. Hare, mouse, squirrel and molemums chased after them. One particular dibbun, a grey furred otterbabe by the name of Mikal, was running glee fully around Cavern Hole when he was swept off his feet. He giggled, finally being caught. His captor was infirmary intern Ferria Acorntail, so named for the tip of brown on the end of her tail. She looked at the otterbabe, chuckling, "Slow down Mik
Tread LightlyFeelings are like landmines.Tread Lightly3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Life in the Horde Chapter 1Life in the Horde Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Life in the Horde Chapter 1
Rumors said that Swartt had poisoned Bowfleg, but these ideas were quickly dismissed by the power hungry warlord. Families had to pack their bags as they followed the cruel ferret into the unknown.
Jonbuck the stoat and his wife Madison, were farmers for the horde, they had two children, a very young girl named Jenna and a full grown male named Shawn. Jenna was very young; she was too young to work. All Jenna liked to do was play with her dolls that her older brother had made for her. Shawn was a rather dark furred stoat, he enjoyed working.
Jonbuck was very upset that they had to move from where they currently lived, but he did not want to endanger his family by disobeying. Shawn was drafted to the hordes soldiers, Madison tried to stop the soldiers from taking him away, but one of the soldiers, armed with a stave knocked her out. When she awoke, she saw her husband stroking her face softly, he was crying.
Cold and Dark Chp19Chapter 19Cold and Dark Chp193 years ago in Settings More Like This
Miru was having a glorious time. He couldn't remember having so much fun!
There was cheering for the clowns and the acrobats; applauding the plays and puppet shows that were put on; yelling encouragement during the spine-tusseling and wrestling matches; laughing as the dibbuns battled in the greasy pole event; shouting happily as the Redwallers and woodlanders raced one another in all the different races: the three-pawed race, the sack race, the wall-top race, the boat race, and the swim race.
It was during the swim race that the pine marten finally thought of Skipper, wondering why the otter wasn't in participating.
Probably didn't want to show anybeast up, Miru thought with a smile.
But then he realized that it had been awhile since he had seen Skipper anywhere. The young marten had been so caught up in all the exhilarating merrymaking he had completely forgotten about Skipper!
And turning his head this way and that... this way and that... Miru could find no
The Tale of Joseph the Weasel6The Tale of Joseph the Weasel chapter 6 the Plan for the First Battle of Salamandastron,The Tale of Joseph the Weasel65 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Later that day, Forbal, Balgurret, and Joseph, themselves went to the very mountain of Salamandastron, Joseph, saw some vermin tents off in the distance, but they were quite far away, the tents numbered in the thousands. Two Long Patrol hare guards allowed the three of them in, but they eyed Joseph suspiciously. The mountain, of course was very large, but the inside, for some reason seemed even larger. The group were quickly escorted to the Badger Lord's dinning hall.
The Badger Lord, was a beast of much size, even for a badger, he like many of his species had some what of a dark mask of fur, he was clad in armour so heavy that Joseph and Forbal together, probably could not carry even if they tried lifting it together. The Badger Lord's name was Blackstripe the Berserk, because, he like many lords before him, had a severe case of Bloodlust.
Cold and Dark Chp18Chapter 18Cold and Dark Chp183 years ago in Settings More Like This
It was the day of the feast.
And what a day, and what a feast, it was going to become. For it was not only for the official naming of the season, Summer of Many Blessings, but also the Golden Jubliee of Abbot Fir, as well as a celebration of brave new arrivals, and brave old friends.
The abbey was polished to perfection, a dusky red jewel set in a sea of emeralds under a sapphire sky. It was a truly magnificent sight, bathed in the golden sunlight as a soft breeze rustled the forest all around the red sandstone building.
Scattered all about the abbey, on the grounds and inside Great Hall and Cavern Hole, were long tables swathed in white linen cloths. Cups, dishes, and other assortments of eating utensils were put in place by Miru and some of the other Redwallers, while the rest put the finishing touches either on the food or in the areas where all the various activities were to be held.
"There are going to be many things to do today," Abbot Fir had said during the pa
Character Sketch- Dr. SageSage finished tying the knot, and wiped his paws on the ferret's tunic. They left two darker red streaks in the recumbent beast's vermillion Red Fire Army uniform.Character Sketch- Dr. Sage4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"There. That wasn't so bad, was it?" asked the stoat, taking a half-empty bottle from the operating table and drinking deeply.
The unconscious soldier didn't answer. Dr. Sagacious D. Josephson grinned wryly and took another swig from the bottle. Then he reached into his pocket and withdrew a slightly squashed cigar, which he lit from the old iron lantern next to Wilhelm's skull. The stoat enjoyed a few seconds of uninterrupted smoking before a voice floated through the tent flap.
"Oh, so you're finished?"
This voice was followed by Sage's nurse, a female stoat also wearing the Red Fire uniform and a set of corporal's stripes.
"Yeah, he's done, thank Vulpuz. What a whiner. You'd think I was cutting off his leg, not making a few easy stitches."
"Not everybeast has cut off their own leg before," reminded the stoat,
The Land of Many Muffins 1The Land of Many Muffins chapter oneThe Land of Many Muffins 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jr.Kat, Claud, Joseph, and Claud's friend Freddy stood in an airport, eagerly awaiting for the private plane they had called for, of the trip to Hori Island.
The flight readier woman winked to them saying, "The plane is ready, you may now go,"
The group rushed out, and found a large plane awaiting them, a pilot clad in brown greeted them,
"Hello there," he said, "are you guys ready to go?"
"Yes!" Jr.Kat squealed everyone's, soon-to-be-reply,
The pilot smiled, "Okay, I'm Johnson, your pilot, I'll show you the rest of the crew once we get inside."
The pilot led them inside the plane, which was quite large I might add, no finer vessel could have been there's to ride.
He showed them the engine room, there was a shirtless jackal mechanic,
"This is Maxwell," Johnson said, "he's our mechanic, a rather good one, probably the best."
The mechanic waved an oily hand, "Hey, you're flattering me!"
Johnson laughed and showed the group the main seating
_winter_snow__winter_snow_12 years ago in Other More Like This
Snow on her tongue
Ice skates and long walks
On cold December nights
Skin molded to resemble snowflakes
Opaque icicles hang from her joints
Frosted lips taste like peppermints
A snow angel lying outside for years
Her frozen breath goes unnoticed
Heaven or HellHeaven or Hell4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
There was a poll posted on Facebook, it was simple, all you had to do was click one answer or the other.
You only had two choices.
The question was: "Where do you think you're headed?"
The answer choices were: Heaven, and Hell.
A lot of people picked Heaven and there were people who voted Hell.
This made me sad to know that these people are condemning themselves.
When you say you're going to Hell, you're accepting something that isn't true!
If God set a Satanist free, If God sent his only son to die for us (even when we did not and still don't deserve it), and If God spoke into the darkness and created the light...
Then NOTHING is impossible for him!
The word impossible is a fallacy that hides the truth: I'm Possible!
Don't condemn yourself.
Doesn't matter what you did, God will still forgive you and let you into his kingdom,
you just have to stop putting yourself down all the time
If God forgave Hitler, Sodom, and Osama, yet they blew it, due to them choosing not to accept him and
Fisticuffs and love muffinsFisticuffs and love muffins11 years ago in Teen More Like This
Why do you leave when everything has just begun. Your charming smile could get you in anyone's pants. You buy me five dollar daisies and sing in off key notes about love. You're a trickster, a prankster, and I love your laugh. You make me blush when you use your Jedi mind trick to get me to kiss you. oh how I kiss you
We spent all summer drinking lemonade and making love, listening to 80s music and head banging to the beat. I made you dance when you refused you blushed and said you couldn't. You said I'm all hips and hands, I pouted until you laughed and kissed me. oh how you kissed me
I said that you were blonde when you didn't get any of my jokes; you raised your eyebrow and threw a pillow at me. I tried to play fisticuffs but you pinned me to the bed and kissed me all over, stopping in your favorite places to nibble on my pale white skin leaving little bite marks
I hate the way you know all my ticklish spots and use it against me when I'm in a bad mood and you're trying to make me s
Revised Strike Witches TLSlightly revised Strike Witches Timeline.Revised Strike Witches TL3 years ago in Settings More Like This
753 BC: Rome was founded.
550 BC: Achaemenid Empire was founded in Persia.
525 BC: Darius the Great unifies the Orient.
509 BC: The Roman Republic was founded.
500 BC to 449 BC: The Persian Wars with the Greek states.
431 BC to 404 BC: The Peloponesian War occurs.
334 BC: Alexander conducts his Eastern Campaign against Persia.
323 BC: Alexander survives malaria to conduct his campaign against India.
306 BC: Alexander unites the the Middle East and South Asia to his rule. However, he dies shortly thereafter and his heir [who did not survive the civil war] and his generals fight for the control of his empire. The Alexandrine Empire collapsed soon thereafter.
272 BC: unification of the Italian peninsula by Rome.
264 to 241 BC: First Punic War.
218 to 201 BC: the Second Punic War. Rome defeats Carthage in Zama in 202 BC.
168 BC: The Battle of Pydna occurs.
149 BC: The Third Punic War sees Carthage destroyed by Rome.
60 BC: First Triumvirate rules i
Wise Words - LimitsThere is no such thing as too farWise Words - Limits5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Too far is the destination set in the mind of its beholder
It is the individual's interpretation which sets the boundary
To meet this boundary; success will be achieved
But to cross it, eternal bliss shall follow.
Scamper: Dart's reflectionsDart could smell something in the air; rain. The skies had started to cover with thick gray clouds. A cold wind heralded their arrival, and Dart felt a chill underneath his fur. It cut in that deep. A shudder ran down his spine. Must have been a huge storm coming along. Dart had been taught much about the land and how to survive. He had his father to thank for that.Scamper: Dart's reflections3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Father; Now there was a weasel who knew how to survive. Dart barely remembered his mother, seeing as she had died before he was fully weaned. Yet, somehow he had survived. Survival went paw in paw with him. He always managed to survive no matter what was thrown at him. A weasel had to survive seeing as their race was associated with annoyance and mischief. Not that it bothered him; it just came natural.
A crack of thunder boomed in the skyline. Yep, there was a storm coming. In front of him, another book followed; it was a snore. Peering into the den, Dart smiled at the sight. There they were, his family. His mate Scamper s
Wise Words - FriendshipOur friends are chosen by the paths we take,Wise Words - Friendship5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As they cross one another, bonds are formed between
Friendship is built through the words we chose to share with one another and the actions that we take.
As time passes, we become closer to the ones who have befriended us
They become our saviour who will help us in our time of need
But repay the love they send to you, grow to be the friend they desire
Be a shoulder to cry on when they are discouraged; pull them out of the corruption engulfing their lives
Let them be a friend to you, but be the better one to them