Kid Icarus: Uprising ReviewKid Icarus: Uprising Review3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ever read about Greek mythology? You know, lots of violence, lots of sex, lots of weirdos? Basically Jersey Shore with gods? It's always been an interesting subject. It's something that can easily been expanded upon or simply exploited to make a great work of fiction. The easiest thing to make with Greek mythology (besides books, but those are boring), however, is a video game. Greek mythology is all about the elements; there's a god for water, a god for the sun, a god for lightning... imagine exploring each god's creation, facing the elements with the help of all sorts of weird mythical creatures. It just comes naturally. Of course, Nintendo caught on rather quickly. Like, 25 years ago quickly.
Light Mythology: Palutena's Mirror was released on the Famicom in 1986, and was released in America as Kid Icarus on the NES in 1987. The game got its English name from a man named Icarus in Greek mythology. Icarus's father, Daedalus, built his son some wings out of feathers and wax to escape f
Canada X Reader: Home Alone"DIE ZOMBIE DIE!" he yelled, shooting you withCanada X Reader: Home Alone3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nerf darts ?
You looked up at the person, He had blond hair with a stuburn cowlick right at the part, he was wearing a camo uniform, had a florescent pink a purple tie tied around his forehead, dark war paint on his cheeks and a blue light saber was strapped to his back like a samurai sword.
After a moment or so he lowered the gun, a very confused and slightly stupid look on his face.
"_________," he said. "You're not a zombie " You rolled your eyes and plucked a dart off your shoulder.
"Lucky me " you muttered. "Alfred, what ARE you doing ??" you asked shaking the dart at
Alfred flicked on a light switch that was next to him so you could see him clearly. He kind of looked like he hadn't slept for days, but was hyped up on energy drinks, but you ignored that fact because that's when you noticed the room. It was completely destroyed, garbage everywhere, broken dishes were scattered in the
LXReader Sweet DreamsLXReader Sweet Dreams3 years ago in Romance More Like This
If you can't sleep, then get up and do something instead of lying there and worrying. It's the worry that gets you not the loss of sleep.
"What are you doing?" a male voice asked and you spun around, the refrigerator door slammed shut as you did so. The guilty look on your face quickly vanished as you studied the guy in front of you. This particular person has messy black hair, onyx colored eyes, wore a white baggy sweater with blue jeans, hand bags under his eyes, and was currently scratching his left foot with his right foot. You had never seen him before but you grew very curious about him very quickly. "I couldn't sleep," you told him with a glare You didn't know who he was but you didn't want him knowing your business. "Watari would be disappointed in you ____, you shouldn't eat sweets at such a late hour. I, on the other hand, am allowed too," the messy, odd looking boy told you and walked over to the refrigerator. G
A Rose by Any Other NameA Rose by Any Other Name6 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
In a white hospital bed, pale as the lifeless bones of a decaying skeleton, with my flesh exposed through the backless dress of my hospital gown, I listen to nurses discuss my mental health. I can taste the quiet tap of a pen on paper and their tiny smiles of contempt.
Shame comes in waves. Its not like a scalpel or the cold touch of a surgeons hand. They never tell you that it can eat away at your insides like a virus. (That it eats you alive). Shame is not a symptom of the mentally ill. Its just a side effect.
In my creased hospital dress, I wish for death. The sweetest sleep away from detached, gloved hands and dissociative expressions. The never-ending hostile questions and the silent blame and accusations lying unspoken on dry lips.
You did this. Youre not sick. Youre just a twisted, manipulative lunatic.
Under medication and the slow Novocain drip of sedation, I wish for another disease. I want a tumor in my head something t