Akai Tsuki School - Chapitre I // Partie 3Akai Tsuki School - Chapitre I // Partie 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Akai Tsuki School
Chapitre I // Partie 3
Narrateur : Raven BLACKBERRY
Aaah ... Quelle journée épuisante, et énervante!
Aujourd'hui l'établissement a accueilli un nouvel élève, Duan Shiroitsuki.
Un garçon de 15 ans, qui a tout se qu'il me faut pour m'énerve! Il est grand (il doit mesurer dans les 1m70), il est bavard, il prend un malin plaisir en passant son temps à me faire rougir en rapprochant son visage du mien avec un sourire pervers!
Ca m'énerve! Et évidemment, il a dû s'asseoir à côté de moi en classe, et ça va être comme ça pendant toute l'année ...
Mais je crois que le pire de tout, c'est qu'il est complètement ignorant ... Et l'ignorance dans cet établissement est l'un des pires défauts qu'il y ait ... Et ça je lui expliquerai quand on sera chez lui. Car oui il m'a invité, et je ne sais pas vraiment pourquoi j'ai accepté ... Pe
The WereCats - CreationThe WereCats - Creation3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The WereCats - Creation
After generations of Zerudo, a human scientist with skills gained from the Great Five Scientists that created, sustained and diversified the Zerudo species over the years since The First, has come forth with a creation that could save or doom what human life remains on the planet.
Draven Caius used knowledge collected from Rayner, Stein, Naoko, Lloyd and Charden to create a virus unlike anything on the planet. Using feline DNA he created a were-virus based off that of the Blood Zerudo, and injected it into a human female.
So the first WereCat was created.
With his first successful subject Draven created five more WereCats, who became the leaders of the six WereCat prides surrounding Draven's laboratory. Each cat has the ability to shift between feral and human form at will, though the process can take from five to fifteen minutes, and is usually quite painful.
The WereCat Virus is contagious, and can be passed onto a regular human via the m
PokePark Wii: Pikachu's ReturnPoképark Wii to me was one of those games I picked up once, powered through, then never touched again. It's fun and amusing the first round, but after a while the mini-games and running to and fro get a tad bit stale. I personally found it a bit amusing how every Pokémon you make friends with always asks you to play with them again some time later on.PokePark Wii: Pikachu's Return3 years ago in Horror More Like This
That thing must've been one of the single most frustrating bosses I've ever fought in my gaming life. To think such a simple game would have something so frustrating to end it off still boggles my mind. I sure wasn't going to re-challenge it for fun any time soon. When you think about it, it's really no wonder Mew is stuck up alone on that Sky Pavilion with no friends.
Somewhere along the line the pleas of the Pokémon for me to return must have gotten to me, since recently I found a desire to play the game once more. When I turned the game on, I had figured I wouldn't be playing for very long. I'd just run a
Creepypasta-Ferris WheelCreepypasta-Ferris Wheel4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
By now, I'm sure you've played Black or White. You've marveled, or scoffed, at the new pokemon, beaten the gym leaders one after another, gasped at the plot.
You've been to Nimbasa City.
You rode the ferris wheel there with N, didn't you? If you were playing a girl, perhaps you giggled to yourself about N's rather flirtatious dialogue. It's such a cute scene. A few days later, maybe you returned to the ferris wheel, hoping for another ride with N, to find a trainer there instead. My first one was a waitress, who invited me to a battle, and then some girl talk. After you win against the trainer, you get to watch the animation of the ferris wheel again, and one half a conversation where they do all the talking and you, as usual, are silent. It's not N, but who would turn down a daily battle? You need to train your pokemon to the top after all, and every little bit helps.
Maybe you decide to go at night, once. You and I might be night owls together, staying up late glued to the
Daring-Do and the Deserted Past Chapter 5Daring-Do and the Deserted Past Chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The wind swept through the Sandy Dunes Desert as a lone figure wandered through it's sands. A yellow pegasus, with it's wing wrapped in white bandage and a dark green jacket. The pony wore their light brown hat, keeping the glaring sun out of their eyes.
Daring-Do trudged through the sand, focused on putting one hoof in front of the other. It felt as if she had walking for hours. She was starting to see why ponies always said it was dangerous to walk through a desert; she had always known it was dangerous but it was different having to do it yourself.
Daring-Do wiped the sweat from her forehead, she was running out of energy and was growing more and more thirsty. Daring-Do sighed from exhaustion, she couldn't take too much more of this desert.
As her steps started to slow Daring-Do looked forward and saw something off in the distance, she couldn't quite make what it was, but she didn't care. It was something that wasn't sand, so she headed in it's direction.
But then a
the cry of darknessthe cry of darkness3 years ago in Drama More Like This
there is no peace with out war. there is no love with out pain. yet no one can know for sure but i fell pain. why is the world at war when it starts to fall? i will not fall to this darkness, i will not give in to this pain. i will not bow to this dark world even if it falls into an order of death and dispare. i will fight untell i fall my self..... untell i die. my friends gone, my light side gone, my dark soul has awoken once more. who can save me? who can distroy this dark... nightmare?....
Speaking to Her: PoemSpeaking to Her: Poem2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She looks as if she is in severe pain...
All she does is look through that window in vain...
Why is she going through this pain?
She just stands there watching the cold rain.
What is she thinking inside her head?
She looks as if she just wants to stay in bed.
Why are there cuts on her arm?
I know she really means no harm.
Why does she put her hair in a bun?
When she usually fixes it every day on the run.
Why does she worry so much?
If only she could see what I see, if only our opinions could touch.
I do not judge her.
Honestly, I want to get to know her.
Pokemon The Call of CharonPokemon The Call of Charon4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Okay, so this happened to me almost a week ago or so, give or take. I was on the bus on my way to school, playing my Soul Silver on my DS, when the bus lurched a little at a stop. This wasn't unusual, a lot of the city buses were in disrepair and their engines stalling was common. I only sighed in annoyance at this-until something slid from the back of the bus after its sudden stop, the object coming to a halt by my seat.
It appeared to be an abandoned Pokewalker, to my surprise. I bent down and picked it up to have a closer look, distracting myself with it while the bus driver tried valiantly to restart the engines, all other passengers around me groaning impatiently. Upon closer inspection though, I frowned that the little Pokewalker was fairly scuffed and dirty, but worst yet was the screen on the thing.
The clear plastic covering had been scratched badly, looking as if someone had done it on purpose with keys or something to the point that it would be otherwise near impossible to t
Fiche technique MadFiche technique Mad3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Nom: Porcelain (nom d'emprunt)
Statut: sorcière tisseuse
Pouvoirs: ceux d'une sorcière de rang assez élevé (sorts parlés, écrits, pensés, spontanés) elle n'a pas d'élément privilégié contrairement à sa soeur qui aimait assez manipuler le feu. Chez elle, cela dépend de l'humeur du jour. Elle est aussi axée sur l'art des potions, mais surtout des empoisonnements (seules les sorcières guérisseuses sont des as en potions bénéfiques). Elle tente de se diversifier un maximum afin de pouvoir faire face à toutes les situations. Elle manipule plusieurs sortes d'armes, mais rarement de grands gabarits. Elle a une préférence pour les armes atypiques: rasoir coupe-chou, très longue aiguille, paire de ciseaux, aiguilles empoisonnées, fil étrangleur (ou plus basiques: dagues et poignards, collier en forme de serpent dissimulant une lame)...Elle se sert aussi beaucoup de ses griffes et de ses dents en pointes. L'arme la plus grande qu'elle possède est une épée de ronces qu'elle ne manipul
The Search for Paradise (1) ch.5The Search for Paradise (1) ch.52 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The one thought is why did Latios all the sudden need his collar? I think back when we were younger, when we were tight on food, I found this bag of oran berries lying in the middle of the road and I traded it for a collar that had the eon triangle sign. When I gave it to him, he was reallly excited but he stopped wearing it when he got older.
Then the next day, Latios did the same and he traded cheri berries for three silver bracelet rings I wear on my arm. It was exciting because one had the same eon triangle. I never took them off, just when Latios stopped wearing his collar. I'll think I'll ask him. My eyes flutter open and look around the room. I think the medicine has wore off, I finally feel the strength to get up and move around. Latios and Ralts aren't here, maybe in the kitchen. I float towards the doorway, and there they are.
"Morning Sleepy Head," Latios says with a chuckle. Ralts laughs too.
"Hey Latias," she says.
"Good Morning. How long was I out?" I ask
"Not long, just
A Real MasterpieceA Real Masterpiece3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look, a quote I stole!
In black and white type!
This took my heart and soul,
It deserves the hype!
The Path Of Destiny Part OneThe Path Of Destiny Part One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Path of Destiny
Chapter One-The Beginnings of a Journey
An icy cold wind blew fiercely across a vast rocky mountainside, bringing with it snow and ice that coated the jagged spurs of rock that jutted out from the mountain peak. The strong chilling winds filled the frigid air with their soft mournful howl, drowning out all other noise in the desolate landscape.
The great snow-capped mountain loomed over a wilderness of icy plains and rugged grasslands, snow covering almost every inch of its rocky surface. Massive ice-covered shards of dark-colored rock loomed over immense canyons and crevices, creating steep and perilous drops at almost every turn. All that could be seen was rock and snow; there was no sign of life.
The strong winds lashed down mercilessly across the mountainous wasteland, sending snow and hail flying in all directions. Clouds obscured the sky, eclipsing the mountain in almost complete darkness.
Yet there was sign of life after all
I'm only HumanI'm only HumanI'm only Human3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have skin like you
I have the same number of eyes as you
Same number of arms, legs, fingers
I'm only Human
I'm only human
I make mistakes
But I am not afraid of them
You shouldn't be either
I'm only human
I'm only human
I have feelings like you do
Talking about me behind my back
I'm only Human
I'm only Human
I try to do whats right
It's your fault for making it bigger
Now admit it
I'm only Human
We are curious creatures
We learn from our mistakes
Do people ignore them?
Make the mistake again
And forget that we're all human
I'm only human
You're only human
We're all only human
Must Love CatsMust Love Cats4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must Love Cats
Fur of gold to pet and rub,
Perfect cat for me to love,
Razor claws and pointed teeth,
All the better made to keep,
A quick brush along silky fur,
Rewarded with a rumbling purr,
Given a glancing nuzzled kiss,
He is mine and I am his.
A true heroA true hero3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
don't back down.
You can win
if you only try.
Sword in one hand,
shield in another,
he stands over his charge
ready to die.
He was the person
that you told everything to.
The one you went crying to.
The one who never ran out of hugs.
The one who soaked up your tears.
The one who you carried around everywhere.
The one who always slept by your side.
He's your teddy bear.
He guards over you at night,
because while you might not believe,
the monsters are still there.
They come at night
when you don't expect it
to take what they want.
you don't run to him anymore
your teddy bear remembers.
He remembers the endless love.
He remembers everything.
Every night he stands
sword in one hand,
shield in another,
ready to fight.
All for the person
who loves him the most.
Open WoundsOpen Wounds2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
life is but an open wound
forever drowining us
people are foolish
to think that they can stop us
but they cant
each one of us is filled with flaws
good and bad
we are different
yet the same
no one can truely see
what we see
they will never understand
there might be others like us
but we are alone
FAVOURITE CHARACTER X READER - QUIETLY.FAVOURITE CHARACTER X READER - QUIETLY.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You stood there. Quietly.
A single lonely tear ran down your face.
It was screaming inside.
You were fighting with yourself.
A fight nobody could win.
Because you were nobody.
Or at least you tried to be.
Or you didn't try.
And no one as well.
You stood there. Quietly.
Then you had a romantic relationship with your favourite fictional character.
Maybe even sexually.
Nobody liked it and no one was thrilled.
DracoIt was the unwritten poetryDraco3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dripping from her eyelashes
that made me love her.
She was a sinking ship,
and I longed to descend
into the watery depths
of her eyes-
I could hold
It was the bruises sleeping
on the curve of her hips
that called to me like hungry sirens.
Licking her salty lips,
I traveled the scattered freckles on her back.
Shaping an angry dragon as if together,
we were part of the sky, all long-limbed,
tongues and teeth- she whispered,
"Do you know the story of Draco?"
Pokemon Dead ChannelI was introduced to the video game realm a tad late than most other people. For most, if not all, of my early childhood I was isolated from other kids and I had next to no social interactions. My days were spent in a prison like school and my nights rotted away with mind numbing TV. Life was dull and boring, all I had were my stuffed animals and cheap plastic toys to talk to. That's when I got a Gamecube.Pokemon Dead Channel4 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was the christmas of 2003 I believe. I was overjoyed at having my own video game station. It came with the games Super Mario Sunshine, Pac Man World 2, and Pokemon Channel. Each of those games still hold a special place in my heart today. As soon as the Gamecube was set up and ready to go I began playing it immediately.
The first game I played was Super Mario Sunshine. This game is what got me hooked onto the Mario series. After playing it for hours straight and finally finding a level I just couldn't get past I turned to Pac Man World 2. Amazingly enough, I got stuck on level two.