The Human Species 45 - Restless Thunderbird ZapdosThe Human Species 45 - Restless Thunderbird Zapdos3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mewtwo glared at Lucario, eyes so ferocious he was certain he would go blind if he did not look away from them. Supposedly the powerful psychic had the ability to kill him before he could even blink, and so he sharpened his reflexes as much as possible and was ready to leap away at the slightest notice of an attack. Meanwhile, the dark radiance grew so thick and hopeless that Lucario wondered if maybe he had already been attacked, life fading away from him as he was slowly dying.
Instantly, everything let up as Mewtwo turned his back to them through a swaying motion, Lucario falling forward in surprise.
"Farewell," he said, bending his legs to the ground and getting ready to take off.
"Wait, Mewtwo!" Mew shouted in surprise as she flew towards him, "You came all this way for nothing!?"
"Silence, original!" Mewtwo roared ferociously, stopping himself but still not turning around, "I tolerate your presence under protest. If you wish me to mingle with other legendaries, regular Pokém
The Search for Paradise (1) ch.7The Search for Paradise (1) ch.73 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Latios carried Blaze on his back and I carried Ralts on mine as we headed up the mountains, where Flarewhip, the keeper of the Flame Sword awaits us and Blaze's battle. Blaze leaped off of Latios and started to jog quickly. I have no idea why he's doing that. Then, as the top reaches our sight, Blaze stops in front of a small oasis. He looks down at his refection.
I slowly look over his shoulder to see his reflection, mine, Jen's, and another. It's weird, but I think the Legendary Pokemon Jirachi is here. I jerk my head backwards to see him floating in fron of us. Lstios heads over to my side. Blaze turns around to see him.
"You seek a wish, don't you?" Jirachi calmly asks Blaze. Blaze nods. He reaches his hand out and holds a star peice. Jirachi stares happily at it and accepts it from him. "Ok, what is your wish?"
"I wish to find Flarewhip and battle him," he says back. Jirachi's head jerks up with eyes wide open. He's completely shocked by his answer.
"Ok. You'll fight a warrior who
Whispers of the MadWhispers of the Mad:Whispers of the Mad3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your lips remain painted with the scars of torment
Carved so as to split with every word of speech
The glass that slices through your softened flesh
Bears the marking we know as 'Vinashuka'
And now he lies beneath the falling sand
Drowning in a world that is sinking away
Though his feet will seek the stability of ground
He finds himself caught by 'Vinashuka'
A disturbing word that rings hollow at best
For it carries the tone of a tainted solitude
A heart that has been corrupted by physical pain
Can only scream 'Vinashuka!'
How does a man know when he has gone insane?
To descend into a world where logic is naught
A moon that carries the colour of blood
Shall paint my skin with 'Vinashuka'
I have lost all sense of meaning in this place
There is no where else for my soul to flee
Caught within the whispers of delusory madness
I can only repeat Vinashuka...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 13th July 2012
Nightmare: The Secret KeeperNightmare: The Secret Keeper3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nightmare: The Secret Keeper
I know, I know; I've asked too much of you already
Up until today I've asked for what I don't deserve
I hope, I hope; you will always be able to put up with me
Because everyone else chooses to ignore my words
So please, please; I want you to take me, and hide me far away
I need you to do this for me; I never, ever want to be found again
Take my will, take my heart, take my tears, take my name
Take my life, take my soul, take my fear, take my pain
Pull me into you, and keep me close to your void of a heart, so I can lose myself
Hold me in your arms, and keep everything in your palms, I yearn to be held
I can no longer stay
So please take me, and hide me before it's too late
I never wanted you to know that I don't care about myself anymore
You need to know up until this day I still feel so, so hollow
It's okay, it's okay, feel my peace, I'm giving it to you, so don't worry
Because you need it more
STOP N' SWOPSTOP N' SWOP3 years ago in Horror More Like This
I'm sure everyone remembers the feature Stop n Swop in Banjo Kazooie that was scrapped
for many reasons. If not you've most likely been living under a rock. If you do remember
then I have an interesting tale for you. So I'm sure everyone knows of the supposed
"Spots" of which you can activate SnS. Well while playing Banjo Kazooie on my computer
hooked up via Gamebridge I was hunting down codes for my Gameshark when I found this
website that had an all black background. It had a short description and a code, the
description was as follows. "Have you ever wondered what's behind those doors in Grunty's
Lab? Well now you can finally find out with this code!" What followed was a rather short
two line code with a simple description. I couldn't believe it, like really, I was
entirely skeptical. Though something at the back of my mind wanted me to believe, so I
rubbed my head and sighed and plugged in my Gameshark mounting Banjo Kazooie on top. I
was pretty into hacking games back i
PlaygroundPlayground3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All that autumn her ghost haunted the playground;
no wisping phantom, but strident bits and pieces
clamoring for attention - a pair of black patent
leather shoes waiting expectantly by the teeter-totter.
And Sister Teresa had to pry red woolen mittens
off the jungle gym every morning.
Jimmy Boyle kept seeing her sweater at the swings,
its green wooly arms daring him to go higher
and trying to tag him "it".
And her best friend, Jenny Black
could see the flash of her pigtails
throwing copper across the kickball field
where recess waited to swallow them.
The toys vanished from the sandbox every evening
leaving nothing but a soft trail of disappointment
in their wake -
their accusations of neglect
and longing crouched under the
maple trees, swarming with the bees.
But winter proved a discordant grave -
the protest of frozen ground
an errant melody in the schoolyard
and her shoes kept shrinking
and stumbled down the slide,
leaving a thick crust of frost
like somber tracks that said good-bye
Our Numb TearsOur Numb Tears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our Numb Tears
Something deep within me / Is longing for relief
A haunting aura around me / Reminding me of the grief
Scratching at the core of my soul / Hope is swallowed by a black hole
Locked in the center of my heart / All that is left is the traumatized part
Laugh, smile, blink, and focus. You just need to act as normal as possible.
You cannot let this pain get the best of you. Don't do anything irresponsible.
The damage you do to yourself also effects everyone else, so don't let it become irreversible.
You're being too hard on yourself, no one is perfect in life, you're only human, you're not invincible!
Shock waves of guilt enter my system / While a deathly peace is in the distance
And aftershocks of regret strike me down / I can't show that I'm hurt when they're around
Tremors of anxiety / Infest my entire body
The Prison WithinThe Prison Within6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
THE PRISON WITHIN
Child too old, why do we build the prisons within.
Pain and fear, alone we are cast, sanctuary we seek, a prison we find.
A freedom most difficult to find.
Better safe in our prison, than lost outside?
Some prisons seem nice and cozy, while others are filled with horrors.
Chains bind tight, it is impossible to grow, is this what life is all about?
Know your prison first, seek the cracks of light, a glimpse of what freedom could be.
Courage is what you need, change is your key.
What is inside, behind the door
that is not outside, on the other side of the door?
We are choice, so choose, unlock the door?
Imagination, beauty and love, all contained behind tall walls.
Outside, these things know no bounds.
Imagination's only limit is within yourself.
Freedom once found, how sweet it is...
© Matthew Barry 2008
Wreck-It Ralph: Trim Up The Tree"Oh, I love this song! Dashing through the snow... in a one-horse open sleigh... over the fields we go... Come on Ralph, sing along!"Wreck-It Ralph: Trim Up The Tree2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Reason #1: The whole concept of decorating doesn't do a lot to inspire me. Reason #2: My back is hurting from you being up there so long. Reason #3: Everyone can see me like this. Reason #4: Your flying friend can't keep his giggles to himself. Do I need to go on?"
"Sheesh, Ralph, where's your holiday spirit? We need to hang out more often... Tails, hold still! It's hard enough doing this on Ralph's back without you bobbing up and down like that!"
"Sorry Sonic, it's hard for me to hold it at the right height."
"Tell me again why you need my help with this?"
"A. You're the right height for hanging the holiday banners, B. Tails can't fly them up himself and C. You're more convenient than carrying a stepladder."
Game Central Station was abuzz with the annual holiday decorating session, which typically occurr
I'm sorry, MycroftI'm sorry, Mycroft3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He just stood there, hands in pockets, looking at his big brother as nothing had happened. Well, it was his usual look, the one that couldn't tell you much of the thoughts and emotions hidden behind those eyes. Actually, Mycroft was not much different, they were brothers after all and they were both extremely good at hiding feelings. So they were standing staring at each other trying to guess the following movement of one another. Sherlock expected everything, just everything, he never knew what could Mycroft do if his honour was wounded, and Sherlock was sure that it was. He hadn't told his brother about the plan, he had made him consider his little brother dead. It hurt, it definitely hurt. Not his feelings, but his pride. He had always been the person who knew everything about everyone. And now he was fooled by his own little brother. And that fact made the great Sherlock Holmes feel nervous. Like he was again five years old standing before his brother with his broken toy in one han
Sherlock x John Part 5Regretfully, John had to go to work. He was more reluctant than usual, not just because he had to see his ex. But because he had to give up his time with Sherlock. Sighing, he grabbed his coat and left, glancing once more at Sherlock who was so deep in thought if John had said anything, he wouldn't have noticed.Sherlock x John Part 53 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock's strange drink had helped his headache, but he had thrown up a couple of times before all the alcohol was out of his system. Glancing at his watch, he noticed that if he took a cab, he would be early and have to sit in an awkward silence with Sarah while they waited for customers. Shrugging, he started walking, enjoying the crisp morning air.
It was around seven o'clock at night when John finally got off work. It had been a hectic day with lots of customers, and John was exhausted. He was starving, tired, and his leg and injured arm was aching.
He knew Sherlock wouldn't have made dinner, so he grabbed some Chinese for both of them and continued walking stiffly
Sherlock x John Part 1Shaking with shock, but trying desperately to hide it from his keen eyed companion, John Watson glanced at Sherlock, his long stride easily putting distance between them before Sherlock would glance back and casually slow his pace to match John's shorter one. John clenched his jaw to stop it from trembling and clenched his hands into fists. His pace slowed as he remembered what had just occured not that long ago...Sherlock x John Part 13 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Love Is - ItaHina - Capitulo 5Love Is - ItaHina - Capitulo 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Love is always patient and kind; it is never jealous, love is never boastful or conceited; it is never rude or selfish; it does not take offense, and is not resentful. Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins but delights in the truth; it is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes. Love does not come to an end.
LOVE IS NEVER CONCEITED
(El amor nunca es ególatra)
- Eso es lo que diría un perdedor. ¿Acaso darse cuenta de lo que no podemos hacer, no es lo mismo que darse por vencido?
- No. Significa perdonarte a ti mismo por lo que no eres capaz de hacer. Tus camaradas están ahí para suplir lo que tú no puedes hacer y para prevenir que ignores las cosas que si puedes lograr. Si quieres saber quién eres tienes que mirar muy dentro de ti y aceptar lo que ves. Yo no fui capaz de hacerlo, engañé demás y a
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt2 "What?!" Rory said, confused. "Is this some kind of practical joke?"DW-Sherlock Crossover pt24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Why would we pull a practical joke on some stranger we've never seen before at a random club?" Sherlock hesitated. "On second thought, I might have seen you before. Give me a minute, and I'll place you."
"You DO look awfully familiar," John said, sizing Rory up. "Are you in television?"
"Look, never mind, I'm sorry I bothered you." Rory absentmindedly dropped the pen and rushed to pick it up. "I'l just head back to the Doctor and Amy, I won't-"
"That's it, you're on 'Doctor Who,' aren't you!" Sherlock said. "You're Arthur Darvill. Rory Williams. And they-" he pointed back at the duo sitting at the other end- "are Karen Gillan and Matt Smith."
"I'm a huge Whovian," John said, grinning. "This series is awfully confusing, though. But I love the show! Watch it every Friday."
Rory just stood looking confused. "On- on the telly?"
The worst kind of an egoist"John, are you..."The worst kind of an egoist3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lestrade stopped at the threshold of the room when he caught a sight of a familiar figure at the curtained window. He hardly kept himself from starting back, when the person turned round.
Though shock almost immediately was replaced with rage.
"So, you're alive then... And when you were going to tell me?" Greg shifted his gaze to John. "In a year?"
But Watson only moved his shoulder and darted a glance at Sherlock.
"I've also found out not too long ago"
"Yeah, that's better. But what for..."
"It was necessary" Sherlock sighed wearily, as if he was already tired of explanations, and took a step towards the inspector. "It's all about Moriarty..."
"Oh, no, stop it" Lestrade suddenly lifted his hands, preventing all attempts to continue. "I don't want to know anything about your deals any more. I'll say only one thing: you are" he pointed a finger at Sherlock "the worst kind of an egoist I've ever..."
"I told you it would be like this."
"John, just keep quiet, will you?"
Sherlock x John Part 7When John woke up that morning and went down stairs, Sherlock was sitting on the couch, wrapped in a thick doona, sniffling. Alarmed, John rushed over to him. "Are you alright, Sherlock?" he asked, worriedly, pressing his wrist to Sherlock's forehead.Sherlock x John Part 73 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock swatted his hand away. "Don't be daft John. I am perfectly alright," he responded, his voice sounding thick.
"Sherlock! You've got a fever; you have to go back to bed, no buts, doctor's orders. I'll call the clinic; tell them I'm taking the day off. Now, up to bed with you, I'll be with you in a sec with a nice hot cup of tea," John fussed, shooing Sherlock away.
Grumbling, Sherlock complied, complaining all the way. Well, he wouldn't be Sherlock if he didn't.
Grinning, John picked up his cell and dialled the office, praying Sarah wouldn't be there. He started fixing Sherlock some tea as he did so. "Hello, Sarah speaking. How may I help you?" Sarah answered politely.
"Ah, hello Sarah, John here. Just wanted to let you
Sherlock x John Part 3John woke up in a good mood. Which was probably because of the one and only Sherlock Holmes in his bed. A smile stretched across his face. It was quite rare to see Sherlock sleeping. He was probably exhausted after his fight with the suspect...Sherlock x John Part 33 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sherlock's face was so relaxed and peaceful and... so innocent. His curls were a mess and John noticed that his hand was still tangled in Sherlock's curls. He flexed his hand, wincing when his hand cramped. He gently withdrew his hand and gently stretched it.
Yawning, he looked at the time and groaned when he saw that it was only 5am. He knew that he had no hope of going back to sleep, so he thought about what he should do. He could stay here and watch Sherlock sleep, or he could get up and go shopping. He could get some of Sherlock's favourite tea...
Nodding decisively, John slowly withdrew his legs and let go of Sherlock's hand. John froze when Sherlock frowned, reaching out. Thinking fast, John grabbed a pillow and gave it to Sherlock, who cu
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt6 Amy stood, frozen in suprise, as Sherlock kissed her, with his hands around her waist. She stood still for a moment and then moved her hands to his hair, entangling them in his black curls.DW-Sherlock Crossover pt63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sherlock was a good kisser. He didn't just kiss Amy's lips, he kissed her nose, her cheek, just below her eye, her ear. They backed into the wall, Amy pressed onto the space next to the frame of the door. But when he kissed her neck, that was when Amy pushed him away.
"Really like you and all, but I'm moving too quickly?" Amy coloured when he smirked, realizing he was right.
"Well, yes. I'm sorry, I-"
"Don't apologise, it's your right to tell me to stop. Wouldn't push farther than you wanted," he said, messing up his hair. "I won't push too hard, Amy. That's for later." He winked at her, and pulled on his shirt.
Amy turned the colour of a tomato, crossed her ar
Sherlock x John Part 6John slowly walked downstairs after getting dressed, the same question pounding through his head though he tried to ignore it; why hadn't Sherlock come and slept in bed with him?Sherlock x John Part 63 years ago in Profiles More Like This
He shook his head irritably, already in a bad mood. Apparently he couldn't get a good night's sleep without Sherlock, which made him annoyed at himself and sink deeper into his bad mood. He skipped his tea, and grabbed his jumper, storming past Sherlock and straight down the stairs. His bad mood deepened even more when all the cabs ignored him, forcing him to walk.
He arrived late with a massive headache, and Sarah was being rude and unhelpful. His clients are were whiny and annoying. Sarah made him stay after work to do paperwork at which point he was ready to shoot something. Even that blasted smiley face on the wall.
His patience was wearing thin as he entered the flat at 7pm, and then remembered he had to go out with Greg. He marched straight up to his room and changed into something nice. He shaved, for h
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt1 "Well Pond, you dragged me here. Where are we going?" The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS, onto a sidewalk corner directly in front of a sketchy-looking brick building. "What IS this place? A factory?" He could feel the beat of some weird music coming from inside.DW-Sherlock Crossover pt14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"No, of course not. It's a club." Amy strode out of the TARDIS and zipped up her leather jacket over her purple minidress. "And I told you to change."
"I DID change!"
"I've learned that just changing a tie doesn't count, Doctor," Rory said, following close behind. "Last time I tried that, she got mad and we didn't go out."
"Whatever. You must have a good reason for bringing me here. What is it? Did you find out today's my birthday or something?I can never remember when it is."
Amy looked at him, excitement sparking in her eyes. "Oh Doctor, let's just have fun," she said, before pulling open the door.
The music was very loud. Too l
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt3 "Well, here she is." The Doctor stood at the TARDIS doors as Rory, Amy, Sherlock and John caught up with him. The Doctor fondly ran a hand along the door frame.DW-Sherlock Crossover pt34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"It's- really real!" John exclaimed excitedly. "I mean, it ACTUALLY exists!"
"What does TARDIS stand for?"
"Time and Relative Dimension in Space," the Doctor said, grinning.
"Let's go in, Doctor." Amy took off her jacket and thrusted it at Rory. "We can show them around."
"Okay, fine. SOMEONE'S in a big hurry." The Doctor huffed, and then slowly opened the door.
The trio found it very interesting to witness John and Sherlock's reactions; John's mouth dropped open as he staggered in, while Sherlock strode in, unimpressed.
"Oh- oh my God. Oh. My. God. It's- it's-"
"Bigger on the inside?" the Doctor finished.
"-yeah." John nearly burst into giggles. "Sorry, it's just really, really cool."
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt5 Sherlock woke up the next day with Amy curled up close to him, still asleep. He smiled, brushing her soft hair out of her face. She rolled over tiredly and opened her eyes slightly, still squinting, and smiled. "Good morning."DW-Sherlock Crossover pt53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Good morning, Amy. I hope you slept well."
"I did, thanks. You?"
"The same. I do hope that this place remembers to put on the heat today, it's freezing." He climbed out of the bed, gathered up his clothes, and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door loudly behind him.
Amy, who was still waking up, started when she felt Sherlock chuck a bundle of clothes back onto the bed. "Odd, this hotel. It seems to have left us clothes for the day. Hmm. Contingent. But this blouse and the skirt look as if they will fit you. And, of course, flatter you." He slammed the door again.
Amy coloured, stretched, and clambered out of bed herself. Sherlock began to sing an old Lovin' Spoonful song l
DW-Sherlock Crossover pt4 "How did you know we were coming?" the Doctor asked, confused. "I never booked any rooms."DW-Sherlock Crossover pt43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Why honey, they've been booked for months! Ever since September 28, 2010!" The old woman smiled. "Did you know you were going to be here a very long time ago for the convention?"
"What convention?" Amy asked.
"Well, you must be the Doctor, and you're Amy! I've seen your picture in the paper!" The lady pulled out a newspaper highlighting Comic-Con 2011, which was being held in Tulsa. "See!" She pointed to a publicity shot with the Doctor, Amy, and the TARDIS over a blue background.
"Let me see that." Sherlock grabbed the newspaper from Rory and opened it. "Is this today's paper?"
"Why, it sure is. And you must be Sherlock Holmes! I just love your TV show." The woman smiled. "Are you with them?"
"Yes. WE are," John said, feeling ignored.
"We're all in one group," Rory chime