Lisa's Choice Ch. 3Lisa's Choice Ch. 3Lisa's Choice Ch. 34 years ago in Drama More Like This
A simpsons Fanfic
Disclaimer: This is a dark story that is also Older Lisa X Sideshow Bob. It is slightly AU and takes place in a more "realistic" version of the show. This also takes place 9 years in the future.
"Curse who ever bought this wretched couch! The beds in prison were better than this poor excuse for furniture. Excuse me; the Spanish inquisition called. They want their couch back!"
Lisa was awoken by Bob's ravings and couldn't help but snicker at him. The small laugh startled him. He felt his face turn a bit hot, and he was sure his face was red.
"Um how did you sleep?"
"Much better then you did apparently." She smiled again, but when her eyes met his, Lisa's smile faltered. Where she was hit her. Last night she had been angry and depressed but in the daylight she cursed her stupidity. After all he had done, she had let his smile lure her into following him to a seedy motel.
Bob saw the concern in Lisa's face. It wasn't hard to figure out what
Taismo Christmas CarolCosmo was dead to begin with.Taismo Christmas Carol7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It took a long time for you to accept it though, huh? Tails looked up at the speaker.
You want me to carry on with this or what? He asked impatiently, tapping the end of his pen on his desk.
Cosmo was dead to begin with. As dead as a doornail. When she left, Mobius turned into a very different place. All the people whos lives had been touched by hers had lost something that could never be replaced: a friend.
That is the corniest thing you have EVER said.
Shut UP Sonic! He cried. Just let me tell the story!
Sorry! He grinned. And after this comes a but Right? Tails sighed.
BUT, for me, it was different. I hadnt just lost a friend, Id lost a part of my heart.
Sonic spluttered with laughter and made fake vomiting noises. Tails stood up.
Thats it. Get out. He said, exasperated,
Storm of Metal :: ch 2Tails WorkshopStorm of Metal :: ch 28 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Everyone gathered together to formulate a strategy of action against Eggmans new plans. The storm clouds were still spreading across the sky, covering miles of the atmosphere. It has reached from Creams house all the way to Tails workshop, and the storm is still spreading further. The group thought it was best that Cream and Vanilla stayed home while they took care of things. Sonic, Tails, Knuckles, Shadow, Amy and Rouge were the only ones who could make it here. Shadow among the rest however wasnt exactly happy to be here.
Just why did you drag me here ? Shadow muttered from his throat.
Shadow, weve told you. The Death Egg is back. Sonic explained to him once again.
Yeah, and just how threatening is this Death Egg ? Shadow went on.
The last time it was around you never got a chance to witness it. You werent here back then. Knuckles exclaimed, Nor have y
Diary of an AtheistDiary of an AtheistDiary of an Atheist6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
My transformation from Christian to atheist wasn't some humongous, life-shattering experience like others say theirs was. I didn't crawl on my knees and pray to God every night like a good little Christian. Heck, our family rarely went to church. To say that my choice to be an atheist was agonizing or even painful would be a lie. Sure, I struggled at times, but making the actual choice was relatively easy.
My family is half-Christian, half-atheist, so you could say I got to see both sides and make the right decision without any biased information. My mother is very non-religious while my father is the opposite (how they managed to get married and live together for seven years, I'll never know). I vaguely remember my father, rather suddenly, deciding to start going to church when I was eight or nine. Maybe he thought our faith needed a little tune-up. I was young, and my father had already filled our heads with stories of God and faith. It se
A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 2)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 2)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Bart: I'm okay!
Homer: No! I'm not ok! *Homer sobbed*
Lisa: What is it, Dad!?!
Homer: I'll never get the lifetime supply of bottled water!!!!
Lisa: Ok, at least we're all ok
Homer: I didn't hear the address I was supposed to send my details to! Why is life so cruel! *Homer wailed loudly*
Bart: We're never gonna get the stupid tree!
Seymour: Good Lord! Is everyone ok?! *Seymour leaped out of his car to aid the Simpsons* (Seymour had been driving past when Homer crashed. Seymour had been out doing errands for Agnes)
Bart: Could it get any worse?
Lisa: Yes, Principal Skinner. Everyone is fine.
Seymour: Let me at least give you a ride home.
Lisa: We weren't going home, we were going to get a Christmas tree. I guess we'll have to walk there now.
Homer: Walk!?! *Homer and Bart groaned*
Seymour: I'm on my way to buy a Christmas tree for Mother. Want to come along?
Lisa: Thank you for the kind offer but we coul-
A Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (prologue)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Marge: Homie, can you go down with the kids to buy a Christmas tree? I have to do the Christmas shopping. (Christmas the year before had been not much short of a failure due to the fact that Homer forgot to do the Christmas shopping)
Homer: Do I HAVE to??? *Homer moaned*
Marge: It's Christmas tomorrow, and I don't want this family to have another 'crisis'. *Marge glanced sternly at Homer*
Lisa: Can we Dad?
Bart: Yeah, c'mon Homer!
Homer: But I wanna watch the game!
Marge: Homie, please? *Marge waited for Homer's response*
Bart: Nevermind Mom. Just let the fatso watch his gam-
Homer: WHY YOU LITTLE! *Homer strangled Bart*
Bart: ACK!! URRK! GACK!!!
Marge: HOMER! You're going to get that tree and no more television for the rest of the day!!!
Lisa: Thanks Mom.
Bart: Come on big boy! *Bart laughed at Homer*
Homer: Watch it, boy! *Homer opened the front door and walked outside*
Lisa: Can I pick which tree we get, Dad?
Bart: NO! Mom
Heroes AND Villains Nobler Than Bart SimpsonBart Simpson is one of the worst fictional characters ever created in the history of mankind. He has no morals or ethical constraints whatsoever. Loyalty is a foreign concept to Bart because he is incapable of showing any towards any person or cause. Bart causes mayhem and destruction just for the sake of causing mayhem and destruction, and he does so without hesitation, restraint, mercy or guilt. Sure, you may be able to name a few nice things Bart Simpson has done, but those nice things are superficial, and when you combine them with all the terrible, rotten, evil things he has done, trying to find the nice things is like trying to find a sparkling necklace in a lake of pure oil 100 feet deep with the surface area as big as the state of Texas. And worst of all-Bart Simpson is a character that we're supposed to like. If you've recently turned against because you have recently read an articleHeroes AND Villains Nobler Than Bart Simpson1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
A Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)A Simpsons' ChristmasA Simpsons' Christmas (chapter 1)3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Homer: Everyone ready? *Homer stopped singing*
Lisa: Yes, Dad! *Lisa looked at Bart as if to say, 'You better say yes!'*
Homer: OK then! Off we go! WOOHOO!!!
Bart: I thought you didn't want to come!
Homer: That's in the past, boy! Just like "The Ghost of Christmas Future"!
Lisa: Dad, don't you mean "Past"?
Homer: Past what?
Lisa: The Ghos- Oh never mind! Can we go now!
Homer: Go where?
Lisa: Urgh! To get the Christmas tree!!!
Homer: Oh right! *Homer laughed*
Homer: Why Won't You Work *Homer tried to start the car*
Homer: COME ON! *Homer banged his fist against the steering wheel*
Homer: If this is another one of your pran- *Homer's car started*
Bart: I didn't do nothin'! *Bart grinned a big cheesy grin at Homer*
Homer: Let's see what's on. *Homer switched on the radio*
KBBL: 102.5 FM, KBBL here, making your day average. First up is a once in a lifetime opportunity to win a lifetime s
Mind Games OHSHC Ch.24Mind Games OHSHC Ch.244 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Day 1 before leaving to France
We arrived at Haruhi's apartment twenty minutes later. My first impression of her apartment is amazement of how spacious her house seems to be. Though the rich thinks that it's a bit too cramp, but I for one knows that this is a pretty decent size apartment because I've experienced this back when I was a child. Looking at the house now reminds me of what it was like living with both my parents.
"You have an adorable apartment Haruhi." I said as I walk through the front door, and took of my shoes. I then slip my feet into the house slippers and step up onto the tatami floor. "I'm surprise it's this spacious."
"Thanks." Haruhi said gratefully."Unlike those guys, you're more considerate of my living condition."
I knew she was talking about the Host, and I nodded in agreement. I follow Haruhi towards her living room, and set the books on top of the coffee table, and stood up to stretch my back. My eyes darted towards the family room and then the kitchen.
Summertime - Part 14"I spy something arhm blue"Summertime - Part 144 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Mhm " the kid's throat sounded as he patted his lips with his small fingers, his stunning eyes looking around everywhere in front of his sight. He was sitting on the first stair of the orphanage's porch, looking much smaller compared to the teenager sitting at his side, with his arms resting on his knees as he smiled, both boys playing 'I spy '
"Come on" Billie said as he nudged softly the kid's arm with his elbow. "It's easy"
"Amm " Gerard said again as he narrowed lightly his eyes, looking at another side. He widened his eyes with a small gasp as a smile of proud made its way to his face. "That kid's balloon!?" he asked excited when he found the only blue spot at their sight.
"Yup" Billie nodded. "Your turn"
"I spy ssssomething " the kid started as he hugged lightly his knees, his toes moving in a way that somehow made him look like inside he was insecure, before Gerard tilted his head lightly at a side. " tall
Fuck You, Positive People. When I post up my art, whether the art is sad or happy or angry, I do it for me. Not for the watches or llama badges. I don't really like people commenting and shoving their sunshine and sympathy down my throat.Fuck You, Positive People.4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I post something about suicide. So what? So most people's responses are this: 'You have a WHOLE life ahead of you, SUICIDE? NO, what about the life you leave behind? Your loved one's & friends would be depressed & you would've let your Hopes & Dreams Fade into the darkness, which is CHEATING life. I just want to encourage you to succeed your dreams.' What if my dream is to die? What then? HA, didn't think about that, bitch, did you?
I post something about cutting. So what? So most people's responses are this: 'Why do you do that to yourself? Does it feel good? Are you doing it for attention? I could help you, note me if you want!' Hm, does cutting yourself sound like it'l
Journey Into Darkness Ch. 4Chapter 4Journey Into Darkness Ch. 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tails sat upon the left wing of the X Tornado, staring up into the night sky as waves rashed upon the cliffs below. He had landed the plane on the side of a sea cliff, and decided he would continue his search for the Chaos Emeralds in the morning.
Meanwhile, he continued to stare up at the stars, longing for those sunless days upon the Blue Typhoon, where he and Cosmo would do nothing but gaze at the stars together. As clouds drifted over the night sky, they revealed a full moon, which had before been hidden.
Tails stared at its sheer brilliance as it rose above the horizon. He then sighed, remembering watching the moonrise with Cosmo on one of the planets they had been on. He remembered holding her, as they stood waist deep in water, sharing that sacred moment together. Overcome with grief, Tails lifted his head toward the moon, and let out a long, passionate howl.
Tails howled for several minutes, tears filling his eyes. From a distance, one might even think he were a two-t
Izumi Namida [FINNISHED!!]Izumi Namida [FINNISHED!!]4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Ouran High School Host Club Character Information
Name (last, first): Namida, Izumi
Nickname(s): Izumi-san; Izu-chan
Age: Manga - 17/18 years || Fanfic - 21 years
Species: Human [Tsundere xD]
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthday: March, 24
Life Story: Izumi's family owns a major manufacturing company of yutakas and kimonos. They also have a jewelry company and a signature of Haute couture clothing. She studied at Ouran Academy to 15-16 years. At that age he went to Europe to complete their studies. Back at 18 years to get into college Ouran, in fashion design career.
She has two younger sisters, Eiko and Ayumi. As the eldest of the Namida, it is expected to continue the family business, give a good image in high society and marries a man of good social position.
However, Izumi is very complicated. Due t
Bleach: Princess to Prince ch5Chapter 5,More Secrets?Bleach: Princess to Prince ch55 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was now morning at the Kurosaki manor. But it was a special morning to wake up to,it was the morning after Ichigo submitted his love to Rukia. Rukia sighed as she woke up from her sleep. She looked at Ichigo,and sighed again. 'What happens if I get pregnant with Ichigo's child? Since he's the one I'm not supposed to marry. Oh Ichigo...' thought Rukia. She was really worried about this. "What's wrong with you Rukia? Worried about our relationship?" said Ichigo as he woke up. "Ichigo...Yeah I am worried about it." confessed Rukia. "Mostly about me getting pregnant with your child." "Rukia,you don't have to worry about that. No matter what happens,I will protect you and always love you. Especially that." "Oh Ichigo,I love you." said Rukia leaning on her lover's shoulder. "I love you too Rukia." said Ichigo,cuddling with Rukia's naked body. "Shouldn't we get dress?" asked Rukia. "Um...yeah we should." answered Ichigo. So they quickly changed into their clothes,an
The Super Hero Squad Show - Moving on Chapter 2The Super Hero Squad Show Moving On (Ms. Marvel x Spider-Man)The Super Hero Squad Show - Moving on Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Author's note: For those of you who are wondering about how I'm going to portray Moon Knight's multiple personality disorder, I plan to make it similar to Iceman from Mega Man: Powered Up where he acts like he's talking to someone else.
Also, if any of you haven't watched 'The Amazing Spider-Man' film yet, one of the scenes here is based on a scene in the film, so SPOILER ALERT.
Just thought I make that clear before anyone asks. Now, on with the chapter!
Chapter 2 Settling in
After Deadpool was put to sleep and placed in his bedroom, Spider-Man, Daredevil and Moon Knight were shown to their rooms and the squad helped them get their things in. Spider-man surveyed his room upon entering it. It was simple enough, a bed with a set of drawers and a lamp on top of it.
A cupboard to put his costumes in (seriously he has so many costumes he could start a fashion show) and a chair with a desk, so if he needed to upgrade
The One and Only Sailor KainFighting derp by moonlightThe One and Only Sailor Kain4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Burning dolls by daylight
Evil authoress turned his hair white
He is the one named...
A bright crescent moon shone down on the sleeping city. All was peaceful, all was calm. Nobody was awake to notice a high-heeled figure outlined by the moon behind as it stood in stoic vigil atop a spiral tower along with the cat that led the way.
"How the fuck am I supposed to run around in a skirt this tiny?" Kain raged, stomping around in the feminine high heels.
"It's part of the uniform," Micah the cat sighed.
"Fuck the uniform," the displeased sailor scout grumbled.
"You need to have respect for authority," the cat nagged.
Micah shook his head sorrowfully as he continued to lead the way to their destination. Why did it have to be someone like him? Souri would have looked so cute in a sailor uniform...
Two glowing red eyes opened from the darkness, attracted by the sudden noise. Jaws of unholy, sharp vegetables gnashed in furious gle
I Know What To DoI've come to a decision.I Know What To Do4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't need to think, I just need to do.
It could be lust, but most likely
But, if I tell the world, there isn't
Any looking back, not one peek.
I could give up, or I could keep on making
My way down each path to find the one,
That best fits my needs, not my wants.
Even if every single one I go on,
Leads me no where.
Would I regret it if I told them?
Or would they learn to accept it,
As would I.
I wish I knew my place,
What I should do to keep me happy.
A Very Different Reaper Chapter 11. Best Friends ForeverA Very Different Reaper Chapter 13 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The Grim Reaper appeared before the two children and the hamster. His face - in fact, all of his features - were completely shrouded by the robe of woven darkness he wore. Only his scythe was visible, and the blade seemed too thin, as though it weren't entirely there.
"I am here," the reaper spoke, "for a...Mr. Jiggles?"
"NO!" the boy said, crying and simpering. "You can't take Mr. Jiggles!"
"He's right," the girl said. "I need him for a school project. You can't have him."
The Grim Reaper looked over the two children defying him. "Really?" His voice seemed a hissing of steam from unknowable depths of time. "And what do you intend to do...to stop me?"
The girl looked up at him. "How about a game?"
"And what are the terms?" he asked her, interested.
"We fight. You win, you get the hamster."
"I get him anyway. What's in it for me to accept your
You, How Do You Do This Thing To Me?Feeling a tingling sensation in my legs,You, How Do You Do This Thing To Me?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just walking up to meet you.
And when we were heart to heart
For the first time I told you.
I feel you in me,
And I dont even know you.
I felt you in my mind
Before I ever thought of it.
And you're stuck there,
Just like gum stuck on cement.
I wouldn't say it gets annoying,
but it never feels right.
I feel so upset.
Sometimes, I know
Im all alone,
You were all I had.
I was all yours.
You were all mine.
Nothing.Nothing.Nothing.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You say nothing is wrong.
What's bothering you?
Classmates, family, strangers.
They keep knocking you down
Until you stay down.
They are unscathed, unphased
By your pain.
You watch as everyone laughs
While you are nothing,
And you are left with nothing.
This is what you wish to do.
Yet there is something new
Burning inside of you
Telling you it's not hopeless.
You can make it through this.
You will be lifted to the top
Above those who knocked you down,
Who put you in a hole and left you there.
You will be lifted to the top,
Stronger than before,
What could ever stop you?
My Escape~My Escape~My Escape4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's like I'm...
a different person.
It's like we're...
one and the same.
that I found you.
I can't fear...
when you're right beside me.
Oh! I'm on cloud-nine...
No! I used to be so blind
'Til you opened up my eyes!
You're my... escape!
Take your hand and leave my tears... be-hind!
Don't know why I had those fears... be-fore!
I'm finally awake...
'Cuz you're my escape.
I felt this before.
to make it right here.
we'll let it go to waste.
Oh! I'm on cloud-nine...
No! I used to be so blind
'Til you opened up my eyes!
You're my... escape!
Take your hand and leave my tears... be-hind!
Don't know why I had those fears... be-fore!
I'm finally awake...
'Cuz you're my escape.
My world before you was so monochrome!
You wouldn't've recognized me.
But now you're here so I
The Simpsons Theme Tune LyricsThe Simpsons Theme Tune Lyrics4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
HO-MER SIMP-SON / MARGE SIMP-SON / LI-SA / MA-GGIE / BART
SAN-TAS LI-TTLE HEL-PER
LE-NNY / CARL / SMI-THERS / M-R BURNS
KENT BROCK-MAN / BUMBLE-BEE MAN / KRUS-TY / SIDE-SHOW MEL
CO-MIC BOOK GUY
DIS-CO STU / PRO-FE-SSOR FRINK
MOE / MAYOR QUIM-BY
WI-GGUM / WI-LLIE
TE-RRI / SHE-RRI
SEY-MOUR / ED-NA K / SU-PER IN-TEN-DENT CHAL-MERS
U-TER / BLIN-KY THE FISH / JEB-E-DI-AH SPRING-FIELD / FAT TO-NY / SNAKE / GILL
A-PU / MAN-JU-LA / MISS HOO-VER
NEL-SON / MAR-TIN / O-TTO / JIM-BO / RALPH / DOLPH / KEAR-NEY
PA-TTY / SEL-MA
HER-MAN / MOLE-MAN / THE SEA CAP-TAIN
SIDE-SHOW BOB TER-WILL-I-GER AND REV-ER-END TIM LOVE-JOY
DOC-TOR HI-BBERT / DOC-TOR NICK
SLACK JAWED CLE-TUS
NED / ROD AND TODD FLAN-DERS
RA-DI-O AC-TIVE MAN / IT-CHY / SCRAT-CHY / POO-CHIE
TROY MC-CLURE / JAS-PER / KANG AND KODOS
A Very Different Reaper 88. The Truth Will OutA Very Different Reaper 83 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Mandy sat in her office. She'd managed to make a nice little empire in the last ten years. The world didn't know it yet, but she was ultimately in charge. It didn't matter who ran what company, what city, what COUNTRY. Trace it all backwards through the underground channels, and eventually it all came back to her.
But it wasn't an iron fisted rule...nor was it for the betterment of mankind. She enjoyed watching the human struggle, as wars were fought, and any number of other events occured. Watching humanity scurry like so many ant colonies, knowing how easily she could bring it all to an end with a few well placed words...
"Is this what it's like to be a god?" she asked herself as she stared at the latest reports. She glanced down at her schedule. She remembered she had that appointment with the Prime Minister day after tomorrow...
Her schedule had changed. For tomo
Diary of a punishmentDay 0, April 27:Diary of a punishment11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hey guys, I wanted to write this story, because I wanted to tell you about my experience with the worst punishment a person can suffer.
Usually I didn't mind about punishments, my parents gave me an hell of them, I even can say that I spent my whole life being in kinds of punishments, seriously, but this, this was absolutely the worst, trust me.
And last, but not least, don't blame me if I make any grammar or orthography error, at the end you know me, one time I even made a mistake, writing "elementery" instead of elementary.
All this crazy story starts the 27th of April, while I was at school, and mrs Krabappel was teaching a Math lesson, I was looking out of the window, waiting, in vane, for an interesting event.
Milhouse, officially, was at home with a severe temperature, but in fact, he was at school, but not in the class, waiting for eleven o' clock, just like me.
We had something ready, that we projected for the last two days, and the only thing I hoped now was t