Monster High About: Hayley HulkingMonster High About: Hayley Hulking3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Full Name: Hayley Robert Hulking
Age: 15 years
Hair: Black with brown highlights
Height: 9 feet, 7 inches
Physical Hulk Traits: Green skin, super strength and very tall.
Family: The hulks. Hayley's mom Mary and dad Robert. She's a only child and has a big dog named Bruno.
Favourite Colour: Purple, Violet and Grass Green.
Favourite Food: Sushi. Preferably octopus sushi.
Favourite Desert: Butterscotch and Vanilla ice cream.
Least favourite Food: Liver of any kind (mostly cow).
Favourite School Subject: Physical deaduction, Creative writing and Music. It's good practice for her future career.
Least Favourite Subject: Oceanography beacuase of the difficulties.
Friends: She has three. Cilia Satan, Rosetta Veil and Rebbeca NightShade.
Pet Peeve: When people thinks she's a terrorise brute because of her kind. She also hates when people get
Losing Self ControlLosing Self Control3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hedward Horseman scratched away with his black fountain pen. He completed his last sentence and beamed. He finished his Dead Languages homework and he was now done with all of his chores for the night. Hedward glanced at the miniature wooden clock that sat on his desk and smiled. 7:35. His father would be home any minute and he would finally get some quality time with him, something he rarely got.
Hedward gathered his stack of papers and tucked them safely away into his school bag which he carelessly tossed onto his bed. He merrily flew out of his bedroom and toward the kitchen. He could see the kitchen light illuminating from the kitchen door. A huge smile formed on his face. That only meant that his dad had returned home.
He could feel the wind rushing through his hair already. He could feel the pulsing beat of the horse's hooves that rushed through him with each contact the hoof made with the ground. He could smell the forest air, so still in the night, which invited him to keep rid
Monster High- OC BioName: Archer Taliesin (Tal-i-ess-in)Monster High- OC Bio4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Monster Parent: Taliesin, Welsh god of bards
Killer Style: I'm a rocker/biker kinda girl, so leather is a must have. I simply can't leave the house without my Syn Gates fedora, a pair of fingerless gloves (leather of course), and my wicked cool armband for my ipod. And of course an awesome pair of wither biker boots, Converse or Vans.
Freaky Flaw: Spider, clowns and scarecrows wig me out. Laugh all you want, but those are some major freaky things.
Pet: Arwen is my Siberian Husky/Border Collie mix. We've been best friends since she was a puppy and I was a baby, so we grew up together. She's a total sweetie with a taste for music from Sweeny Todd.
Favorite Activity: Jamming with my all ghoul band, The Nameless. We love to rock out and have creeperific time.
Biggest Pet Peeve: Cleo de Nile. She is one of the most annoying ghouls at school.
Favorite School Subject: Culinarty Arts. I love to cook and I get to sit next to my biggest crush, Deuce G
Wendel Wendigo: Journal 1Wendel Wendigo: Journal 14 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The school year is off to a good enough start. Back on the casketball team again. I am still being overshadowed by that
DoucheDeuce Gorgon guy. Issac DeVile tells me he's really a 'nice' guy, but I don't agree. Anybody standing in my way to the top is on my 'take down' list. Technically, this means Clawd is too. Issac says my attitude is a sure way not to make captain next year.
More love letters. Every few days I get letters in my locker from some ghouls. I don't get why. It's not like I ever talk to them. I can't stand most ghouls. Too complicated. If they can 'like' me without knowing me, I can dislike them without knowing them. I am fine without a ghoulfriend, thanks! Never had one, never will.
I got sent to the Headless Mistress today. I didn't eat enough at lunch so I was really pissed off and this stupid substitute creature tried to tell me I couldn't eat in class. He took away my food. He took. My food. Wendigo are greedy
.:Impurrfections:.CHAPTER 1.:Impurrfections:.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was beautiful gloomy, rainy day at Monster High, students gathered inside the cafeteria to get their everyday, scary looking lunches, trying to find a seat in the crowded lunchroom. Two mocha furred werecats sat down at a table, closest to a window.
"Now Hissary, you need a boyfriend. I had to go cancel that date I so kindly set up for you, since you were being miss-depressed-pants yesterday!" exclaimed one of the werecat sisters, doing hand gestures to show her disappointment. The other looked up from the article she was reading from the local school's newspaper, a look that said 'seriously?' was on her face.
"Purrfecta. Stop saying I need a boyfriend. I don't need one."
Purrfecta looked at her sister, she appeared confused, wither the look was meant jokingly or not, she stated,
"Nonsense! Your my little sister, so that means you need a man in your life!"
"Purrfecta, that makes no sense--"
"Oh you silly little kitty! Just 'cause I love you, I'll s
Venae's DiaryVenae's Diary3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name is Vena Cava Loss better known by my nickname Venae, I am the child of Lord Loss, one of the Demonata. I resemble my father in my appearance because i found it easier to take a form similar to him. I have 8 arms, a hole in my chest full of poisonous snakes which i milk in the morning before school. Like my father i Levitate because i have stumps where my feet should me ((i can grow some feet but i find it troublesome to walk as im used to this form)). My skin has a tendancy to ooz blood though most of the time i stop it.
Most Demons from the Demonata can not cross over unless theres an window, but being part human has its advantages and benifits me in that way, that or my dad had a piece of the Kah-Gash in him at one point i havent quite figured out if some magic has passed to me. Unlike my father I dont just feed off pain and sorrow, I feed off more emotions which in a high school sure does have its advantages. My emotional range is limited meaning I s
Insults"Get a life"Insults3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Make some friends for once."
"Crazy, just like his hair over there."
"Do you EVER wear any colors?!"
"Why don't you use your own imagination."
"Get a haircut."
"Show me your wrists."
"Hey, the emo kid!"
"I bet he's goth."
"Are you always depressed?"
"Just get out of here."
"What would you know?"
"Even I'm smarter than you."
"Dude, you're a complete retard."
"I think all your little 'stories' are just lies."
"Do you ever even get out?"
"How could you not know that?"
Daily abuse, a pill of resistance, and you might be able to rise above it.
Have You Seen?Have you seen it?Have You Seen?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is everywhere you glance,
Small it may seem, but in reality,
Oh dear, it makes the world go 'round.
It provides cure and treatment to the sick,
And nurtures them for a lifetime after recovery.
No one is without it, for you will always
Be loved by someone.
Family can push you away,
Friends can leave you
And lovers can stab you in the back,
But I, no I will never give up.
You can hate me, and be as
Disgusting to me as your heart's desire,
But what you must know,
No matter what you are,
Who you are,
Or where you are,
I would take a bullet for you...
Because if your blood was to be spilled on my shoes,
And I just watched...
Well that is not a possibility.
I have always cared more for others than myself,
But this does not mean I am perfect,
For we all have our flaws and flaunts,
But I really am trying,
Just as we all are.
SuccessHow do we reach success?Success3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Back stabbing and stomping on others
Hand as they dangle over the most pitiful
And sorrowful cliff there is?
Is that what society has seem to come
Down to when success it discussed?
Since when has honesty not worked?
Trust and cooperation and companionship
Till the end and through it all...
Where is our youngest of world's heading?
SmileA mask to layer your pain,Smile3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cover it and tint it with
A thin strip of flesh across thy face,
And tis' the magic begin,
And happiness rejoice!
Wish You Were HereRemembering the timeWish You Were Here3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your arms were wrapped around my waist,
You head on my chest, and I asked:
"Do you hear that?"
And with no less that sweetest of voices
Did you reply with a:
"Hear what, Love?"
"My heart, Darling.
And you must know, that it
Will beat for you and only you,
Day and night,
Forever and Always."
And times like those,
They make me wish so much more that
You were in my arms as I speak.
The Last Poem21,146 words,The Last Poem3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All inspired by this website.
The ups and downs,
The lefts and rights,
It sure was a hurtful
And spirit-lifting ride.
But one thing's for sure:
I'd never trade my experiences here for anything.
UniquenessUniqueness,Uniqueness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is nothing much to it, some say,
It is just being different from others,
And I agree, to a certain extent...
It is viewing the world on a different axle,
Revolving around a different star,
One where day is night and night is day.
It is seeing a leaf fall from a tree,
And envisioning it's before times,
When it was still on the Oak,
Clustered in a packed group of green.
It is gazing up towards the sky,
And seeing out into space and beyond,
Far past the stars too bright,
And examining all those too dim.
It is being a artist,
One who is such as no other!
Light as a paper on city streets,
But solid as the tree in which it came from.
To be unique, to be a Joker in the deck of life.
The Blackest CloudSadness, is such as a cloud,The Blackest Cloud3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gray and dull, lingering in the sky.
Longing for a purpose, wanting to be found,
A dark suited man, a black colored tie.
Sadness is in all of us, waiting among the white,
A single standout, outsider, in a sky of bight.
Shifting through the crowd, effortlessly dragging,
Pouring down on other, definitely saddening.
Catching on a host,some more dead weight,
Creating mixed emotions, grief, anger, hate.
Rising from the hidden, dark cloud overhead,
Unknown misery you cannot leave, not until its fled.
Friend come and go, leaving you behind,
Just outside the gate, the entrance to the shrine.
The rusty doors unlatch, letting you inside,
But what you find is misery, a garden full of lies.
You try to help, from the things you've seen,
Nothing more than a wave, ignored unkeen.
You want it to stop, not let it spread,
But no one can escape, the blackest cloud's dread.
Huitzilli Damon Dairy part 1Huitzilli Damon Dairy part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was Tuesday, I watched my close friend Venae confess to his crush Draculaura. It made my heart wretch, I felt bad watching this because I didn't tell Venae that she was already dating Clawd and faints at the sight of blood, his red skin cracks and bleeds constantly. I watch Draculaura faint and felt guilty for not telling him, I know I should have but the reason why I didn't is because I have a huge crush on him. Does this make me a bad friend?
A month has past since I last wrote in here, I've been so busy with my dad, I live with him alone, my mother isn't around she isn't even like him. I look a lot like my mother, the 3 eyes, red skin but eye colour and hair is my fathers. My mouth is always stitched up and a lot of times I speak telepathically, There is a reason I stitch up my mouth but for now I won't say.
My dad took me on holiday around Mexico and together we had a great time, I visited several places, but as much as I loved this an
DrowningI reach up,Drowning3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But my hand grasps the nothingness
That is around me.
I cry out-
So painful and sorrowful,
But no, no one hears me,
And ones who do
Wouldn't care even the slightest bit.
Surrounded by the horror,
As I am sucked in further,
The life forced out of me,
Like God's hand squeezing my soul
From my body, and I gasp-
And drown soundlessly,
Erina Daemon diary first waveErina Daemon diary first wave3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I really don't know what to write here...I've never done a journal before, I keep my memories and dreams, and writting in another book, but hat one it's really really secret and hiden so.... I guess this will be to write about things that are not involved or don't belong in the other book.
I'm really anxious school is near and I'm not that excited about it... but mom and dad are....
I went shopping wih my parents and brother , we went to buy new clothes for school, I really hate what my moms picks for me,at the end I prefered to have anything... I'll just use what I alredy have.
Some friends of my parents came over...they were having a lot fun , they organized a big meal and party ... I asked my brother if we could go to the maul to see a movie while our parents were entretaining the visit, we watch a really interesting but confusing movie... I did'nt quite get it, but at the end we had a good time, Armand told me that
LabeledWe've all heard it from one time to another,Labeled3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most experienced it as well,
Constantly, we are labeled, whether it be
From our looks, or how we may first
Act around a newcomer.
Try to act humble and quiet,
You are labeled as weak.
If you can do just about anything decent,
Of quality or acceptance,
You're labeled as a showoff.
So often it happens,
For all I care, we can just be packed up,
Shipped away to yet more pointless duties.
So BlindWe look at life,So Blind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is a decision of choices...
Admit it, you,
And even I have said I've had the worst...
Said life is horrid and
Not deserving of my presence.
But then something changed it all.
There is hope,
There can be change,
We just need to be the ones to change it...
Do not ignore this...
Spread the word.
World peace will not happen overnight,
But the first step will.
Lost Friendship Part 1The night you told meLost Friendship Part 13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You had feelings for me, well that started it all...
A tale I heard from you,
About abusive and ignorant lovers and
A social outcast, that is is you.
How did you not feel whole?
Rather hollow and lonesome?
Lost in life, a sad soul swallowed
You. I hope you do not mind,
But I need this out, expressed
And compelled off my chest.
You felt extreme jealously and low
Self confidence. Was part of it
Because of myself?
You were always there for me,
So why is it that when you are
In that time of need,
You reject me, throw me out to sea,
Heartbroken and bleeding through my shirt
Where the blood stains my shirt and
The shallow covering I call skin.
Do you see me?
I am truly devastated, like a prick
And gash in my soul and
Very being, as it were.
Forgive me, you will not appreciate this,
And who knows, maybe its not over...
God, don't I hope so.
I'll give you a few days, let you
Think it all over,
And realize the things I said.
That you are amazing, like a glowing
Stone on th
Wednesday Wendigo: DiaryWednesday Wendigo: Diary4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I've been neglecting writing in this diary. But since its Sunday, I guess I have time to catch up. Me and the ghouls have pretty much gotten back into the swing of things. It's always really hard to say goodbye to summer vay-kay
Oh! We have new neighbors. Again. I've lost count of how many times neighbors just up and leave or vanish. But, these guys seem pretty okay. I think they are a manticore husband and wife. Sometimes I see Dad staring out the window at them I hope he's not thinking of doing what I think he is!
People keep telling me my brother is a cold, uncaring, jerk. That's just because all they are looking at is the surface. They don't really understand him. Wendel is just a big 'ol grizzly bear. Which is pretty cuddly when you take a look at Mom and Dad. Today, I couldn't find Shadow. I normally take him on an early morning walk before school, but he got out of the back yard. I was so worried I couldn't even think straight. We
MH: Post Mashionals MoffaMH: Post Mashionals Moffa3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Cheating? There is no place for cheating in Fearleading! Nefera de Nile, you are here by stripped of all your previous trophies."
The blue haired Egyptian gasped then cried out, "Noooooooooo!" before running from the stage in tears.
"Oh man that's too rich," the tanned young gorgon girl chuckled as she hit the rewind button on the remote, causing the scene on the TV to reverse itself until she told it to stop. "And this time in slow mo, shall we?" she asked no one.
"What are you doing," a deeper female voice made the young gorgon jump a bit.
She twisted around in her seat to see a tall dark purple figure standing in the doorway. She relaxed; it was still a trick getting used to having her older sister around.
"Nothing," she shrugged. "Just chilling, watching some tele."
"So loudly," the elder scoffed a bit and came up to the back of the couch to inspect for herself. "What in the world would you find that amusing."
The younger crinkled her nose at the sound of those words and how they
.:Impurrfections:.CHAPTER 2.:Impurrfections:.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hissary screamed, or at least she thought she yelled, it was more of a whisper. Purrfecta stared at her sister, looking a bit shocked.
"Your gay!? Why didn't you--"
"No! Don't say anything!" Hissary began to cry, standing up from her seat.
The young mocha furred werecat bolted towards the cafeteria doors, not looking to stop for anyone. She ran down the halls of the school, others watched as the young werecat ran passed, crying at the same time. The dark, short haired beauty ran to the only place she knew where it would be quiet.
The young werecat put her back against the wall, sliding down ever so slowly.
Her hair was a mess from rubbing her claws through it, her eyes bloodshot from crying, tears still ran down her dark, chocolate brown striped cheeks. The room in which she occupied, the gloomy bell tower, it had a kind of dark feel to it...on this dreadfully, dreary day.
"What am I going to do..." she asked herself, s