Not that SimplePlease,Not that Simple4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh sure-and-stubborn teacher,
stop telling me
her death deserves no mourning.
It was a choice, yes or no
and it's all her fault.
It isn't that simple.
Don't look me in the eyes--
My eyes, that have seen my own blood
more times than I can count; eyes
that have closed tight as a knife was held
to my throat by my own hand;
eyes that read the labels on those bottles
wondering how many pills
would stop my lungs--
don't look me in the eyes and tell me
it's simply yes or no.
Spiritomb ReportSpiritomb (the Forbidden Pokémon) is an exceptionally rare Ghost/Dark-type Pokémon found among ancient ruins within the Sinnoh region. Mischievous to the extreme and wicked beyond comprehension, Spiritomb are fascinating creatures that can certainly take a considerable amount of punishment despite the fact they have little in the way of a physical form. They might not be able to do a whole lot of damage or move very fast, but when it comes to taking the brunt of an offensive assault, there are few creatures as resilient and sturdy as these monsters…then again, you’re facing over a hundred opponents at once, so it really isn’t a fair battle to begin with!Spiritomb Report6 years ago in Profiles More Like This
In most cases, Ghost-type Pokémon are comprised of either individual spirits or small congregations of spirits that are simply fused together. If the legends of the Sinnoh region are to be taken as historical fact, then Spiritomb represent the extreme of this feature in that they are made from the fusio
Missingno.Missingno.Missingno.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Crunching data late oNe night
lEavinG someThing NoT quite RIGht
a creatURE thAt we RArely shoW
hiDDen To the eASt of bLane
An oDd paTCh wHere yOu'll obtaIN
flyINg creAtures WithOUt wiNgs
aNd a MOnster mighTy sTranGe
tOWering iN OPEn raNge
whY he'S THEre,wE DON't knOW
IF yOu caTcH hiM,sTAy On yoUr FEet
wITHouT wARninG hE'll DeLETe
(ThoUGH iT Is a MIGhTy fEAt)
Don'T sENd hIM tO yOUR p.C.
OPen pArTY,thAT's tHE kEy
BuT maKE $uRE YoU sET hiM frEe
OnCE hE's yoURs IT gETs quITE oDd
fOR thRoUgh WAlLs yOU'lL oFtEn TrOD
LiKE $OMe aKWARd PoKE-GOd
A BlOCky ShDow,t.V. sNoW
WTer/FLying,He sHoulD BoAST
THe Rel FIrst 1 iS GYRadoS
(NOw tHAt'S a MoNSter wITh tHe mOST)
HE ShoOTs WTer gUNs nd sKY aTTacK
(nd A PoKE-MaNiAC)
WiTH NonSENsE HE hs GoT @ KNack
RAisE HIm uP 2 WElL P@sT DaWN
nd He'Ll TUrn In2 K@NGASkahN
I SUre W0n'T Mis$ HiM WheN He'S GoNE
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The Last HopeI awoke what? What what is this? What are these? A part of me says that they are words; a way of stating thoughts but what are those? My my mind swam with these thoughtsThe Last Hope5 years ago in Drama More Like This
I looked around but what does that mean? Sight to see such a strange notion strange? What does that mean? And what does it mean to mean? I was what is the word confused? Part of me says that's the right word, but what does right mean? To be correct true the meaning of these words eluded me, but I felt as if they were all right
I looked around, and I saw darkness. That is the word that leapt to my mind, but I could not understand its meaning. I felt it that is why it came to my mind; I felt that it was the right word.
Missingno. ReportMissingno. Report5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Missingno. (the Glitch) is a mysterious life form that has managed to change the face of the Pokémon world all by itself despite the fact that it is almost never seen today. Spread across the world in places that no one would ordinarily imagine, Missingno. and its cryptic children are a deadly reminder of what the human race is capable of producing in the worst of cases and is something that all trainers, regardless of their experience, should stay far away from for the sake of survival. They might not be anything more than freakish beasts that are pointless and rare enough to be of little concern, but underestimating these monsters is about the worst mistake that anyone could make; come across one and refuse to leave, and you too will learn to fear the cybernetic abominations that are the corrupted children of man and machine!
The origins of Missingno. date back to the year before the Porygon Project was completed and serve as a good example of why biology and science rarely work
My Missingno StoryMy Missingno Story4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My Missingno Story
The following story is completely true. This experience forever changed my way of viewing inanimate objects.
I was just your average 10 year old when I first got my copy of Pokemon Red. And like any other kid at the time, Pokemon was the BOMB, the best thing out there.
As surprising as it was, everyone in my class had the game. We all took our gameboys to school and would play the game together on recess. Helping each other out if we ever had trouble, trading high leveled pokémon in order to clear the gyms, or just guide each other through the game.
They were wonderful times, and I made memories that I will cherish forever.
One day a friend of mine got the game, and my group decided to help him out by lending him our most powerful pokémon. So he could quickly clear the game, and catch any pokémon he wanted.
And so I said goodbye to my first pokémon Chacha.
Haha, yes laught it up. I know you're snickering and I know you're gues
DeadpoolA Teen Titan Humor Fan FictionDeadpool9 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Teen Titans in…
Apartment, New York City
A rather…ugly man dressed only in boxers and a t-shirt sat in his arm chair, flipping through channels on TV. Sports…no. Cartoons. Delightfully violent, but not what he was looking for right now. Porn. Maybe if it wasn't scrambled. Suddenly the phone rang. He sighed and picked it up.
Wade put the phone down and walked away.
???: Hello? …
He came back with a red and black mask on his face.
Deadpool: This is Deadpool.
???: Ah, good. I have a job for you.
Deadpool: Who do you want whacked?
???: Just a few children I need taken care of.
Deadpool stood up.
Deadpool: Hey, pal I don't do kids. Not my thing.
???: You'll be paid for handsomely.
Deadpool: …no, no….turning over a new leaf and all…
The man on the other line spoke gave an offer. Deadpool made various noises of disbelief.
:: CUE THEME ::
Deadpool: Lucy, I'm home! Nice place, very roomy. Wouldn't have go
I Hate MeHate is a wordI Hate Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reserved for dire circumstances.
You say you hate this,
You say you hate that;
You say it without reserve.
Hate and malice
Drip from your every pore,
Sticking to those who love you.
I cannot hate you,
I can only love you.
But how can I love
That thrusts word-shaped
Daggers into its victims?
I love, because
My hate is greater than yours,
My hate is different than yours.
I hate how I walk,
How I talk,
How I breathe,
How I live,
How I love.
I hate me.
DeadlineDeadlines. Oh, how Langston Parker hated deadlines. They always seemed to crawl toward him at first, picking their way leisurely through weeks of plotting and typing and revising and retyping; but then they suddenly screamed, "BOO!" and leaped out from behind his computer monitor to torment him through the final weeks leading up to publication. His editors loved setting them. He was all too adept at breaking them.Deadline9 years ago in Horror More Like This
He leaned forward in his computer chair, squinting at the screen through eyes clouded from lack of sleep. Four empty mugs stood at easy reach around him, resting on stacks of discarded manuscript. Stacks that were growing taller with every passing hour when they should have been shrinking – the Day of Reckoning was a mere seventy-two hours away, and he still had fourteen chapters to write.
The bags under his eyes twitched, as though encouraging the lids above them to close. Parker blinked them into submission and rested his fingers on the keyboard once more. They spit out a s
Reflections of Ran Fan Reflections of a Xingese Prince's Body GuardReflections of Ran Fan6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Life doesn't seem to make sense.
I push my bangs away, and look away from where my arm used to be. It's so late, I'm apathetic now, no feeling or energy left in my weary body. It's been a long eight days in pain, and I can't stand it anymore. My mind is closing--not shutting down, but not wanting to wait for something to happen, either.
I began to covet.
I desire, I want--I want the comfort of his smile back, that complacent attitude balanced with a touch of humble and care for others. I want him back. I failed my mission, and let the monster get him. I allowed my lord to be consumed when I should have dutifully been by his side. He may be able to protect himself, but that is my job.
However, it is terribly hard to fight after severing a limb from the b
The BestThe Best4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"It's not all that hard, Soarin." said Spitfire, flapping her rather small wings. "You just have to get the take off right."
"Easy for you to say." the blue colt retorted. "You've always been better at flying than me." Soarin jumped off the ground again, flapping his wings as hard as he could. He managed to stay in the air for a several moments before falling flat on his rump. "I'll never get it..." he lamented.
Spitfire chuckled. "Oh, just don't try so hard. It's not how many times you flap your wings that counts, it's how you use each one. You're using up all your energy on the take off, so you're too tired to fly."
Soarin sighed. "Fine, I'll try it your way." he said, gearing up to try again. He lowered his front legs, building up energy.
"Careful, not too much!" Spitfire advised.
Soarin shushed her, sticking his tongue out as he focused. With a mighty leap he propelled himself two feet into the air. He flapped his wings more slowly this time.
"Hey! I'm doing it
Hammering ScrewsHammering Screws3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Setting for each sequence: really young; in the academy; on the hunt for Justin; after the defeat of Kishin. SteinxMarie
It is common knowledge that hammers are never used for screws.
A screwdriver to a screw; a hammer to a nail. Otherwise, it would never work. They didn't mind though nor did they care. A man of science experiments; a woman of virtue challenges.
Their souls would always without fail resonate.
"Hey, want to play with us?"
"No, go away."
If children were to choose where they would want to live aside from their homes, they'd answer for sure the park of Death City. Well, they were kids, they wouldn't know yet of the large world outside the city. The park was the best because a lot
UnchartedUncharted4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
cradling lonesome to my naked breast
he found me on the edge of midnight
an uncharted land, waiting to be discovered.
mountains, plains and valleys
an untamed river yet to be named,
laid forth before his questing spirit.
he was the solitary envoy,
a master at discovery,
occupying with permission the humid lush rainforest
and quenching the desert thirst.
determined, he left nothing in darkness
uncovering every crook and crevice
and bathing them in light and heat.
the flag he planted with a breath,
claiming it all with slow fingers and a soft tongue.
he christened it all with just one word,
.:+Meryl+:. -read 1st-.:+Meryl+:. -read 1st-7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It seems like so long ago when I could say that name without choking. He was someone I loved. But now... I'm done with playing little love games.
Or at least that's what I try to tell myself.
Our relationship started like out of a storybook... riding off into the sunrise, on a snow mobile's back. He said he'd take a new direction in life - that up to that point, he had only lived for himself. Although I assured him that that's everyone... he said that maybe he should live for someone else.
Someone like me.
At the time, hearing those words made me giggle like a school girl. It had been exactly what I wanted to hear... because I fell in love.
He had taken me back to his place, and needless to say, we had finally got our love scene, and it was truly an amazing experience. The first few months were equally as amazing. I was acquainted with his dogs, and seeing him with them warmed my heart. Time was spent exploring the area, camping, even going to town. Dave showed me a lot of beauti