The Narrative OC MEMEI. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:The Narrative OC MEME6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II. One of your characters decides to make a grand entrance into a random tavern. How does that go? Pick either Character One or Character Four :
III. Jealous, Character Three tries to make a grand entrance as well but somehow fails why is that?
IV. A character is surrounded by many enemies and decides that the only thing they can do is fight! How does that go? Pick either Character Two or Character Five
V. Character Three is depressed and decides to get drunk.
VI. An event like no other takes place and Character One and Character Two get into a battle to the death. Who wins?
VII. Character Four or Character Five accidentally drink a love potion. Who do they fall in love wit
Which Seer Character am I? (Blank Meme)Which CreepyPasta Character am I? ("The Seer" Version)Which Seer Character am I? (Blank Meme)2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
() You are very mature
() You enjoy being alone
() You are a natural leader, and do well with authority
() You remain calm under pressure
() You are very patient
() You have many responsibilities
() You are in charge of one or more people (work, school projects, sports, etc.)
() You always think things through thoroughly before acting. You never make a decision on a whim.
() You don't speak much unless you have something important to say.
()You are generally even-tempered, but when angered, you are terrifying.
Jeff the Killer
() You are very stubborn and will do whatever it takes to get your way
() You prefer working alone; Teamwork is not your thing
() You hate large groups of people
() You have a very quick temper
() You enjoy drama and will often start fights
() You're very set in your ways, and don't like change
() You can be emotionally unstable
() You have a fear or dislike of authority
() You are most activ
Hide-and-SeekShe has no idea what she was doing here at the end of the library, or why she had to put up a ridiculous disguise which was composed of a pink beanie, a false moustache and some thick rimmed glasses. But the only thing she was sure of doing was avoiding some punk lurking outside, man hunting her. Marshall Lee was his name, and being a wealthy laid-back, lazy, drop dead gorgeous bassist was his game.Hide-and-Seek3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The sixteen-year old slowly peered from the shelves, eyes lock on the entrance in case she spots a familiar tousled jet black hair enter the library. Seeing that the coast was clear, the blonde quietly sighed in relief as she slowly slumped to the brick wall behind her.
"Thank God for large libraries with over 20 shelves per side" Fionna praised silently.
Fionna Venture was her name, and being an athletic, witty, chubby little sister was her game. Her blonde hair fell upon her back and landed on the middle of back with the pink beanie neatly keeping it in place. Twin sapphire blue eyes ador
I Came To WinI Came To Win3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Raw, July 2nd, 2012
The crowd roared with anticipation, as they watched AJ climb up the turnbuckle. The young Diva instantly got Bryan's attention. She wore a solemn look on her face as Daniel Bryan rolled out of the ring and stood in front of the table she'd laid out before them.
"AJ get down!!" He screamed at her.
Even Jordyn stood next to him, irritated. "Do us all a favor and just jump already!!" She said through her teeth, she'd had it with AJ's crazy antics.
"Don't jump! It's not worth it! Please!" Daniel Bryan's pleads were left unheard. Punk quickly got up to his feet and rolled onto the apron, looking up at AJ, whom was now standing on the turnbuckle.
"AJ get off of there right now!" Punk demanded, pointing down to the floor. Jordyn ran a hand through her red lucks, getting even more frustrated by the second. "AJ, get down!"
Punk's pleas seemed to be ignored until he grabbed AJ's arm, staring directly into her eyes. "This needs to stop!" Realizing he had no other choice, he cl
The Narrative OC MEME 2I. Choose up to five (5) of your favorite original story characters that will embark in this role-play. If you don't have five (5) then leave them blank (or create a character on the spot!) Be sure to give a little description of them:The Narrative OC MEME 26 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
II. Asleep, Character Two or Character Four are dreaming of their most pleasant childhood memory. What is it about?
III. However, Character Five continues to toss and turn, haunted by their childhood nightmare! What scared them as a child?
IV. Character Two finds a diary with Character Four name on it. They eagerly read a random page to themselves. What does the entry say?
V. Character Three is severely poisoned and is slowly dying. Explain how it happened and if they survive.
VI. A gang of bullies are picking on Character Four. Character Two or Character Five come to their aid but they both get beat up. Why is that?
VII. A character of your choice is just learning how
10 useful tips for becoming a better artistIn my growth as an artist I have come up with a few tips for others who wish to get better. I'm not trying to force anyone to change their style and I'm most definitely not trying to insult anyone. These tips are all something I have found useful in my experience as an artist.10 useful tips for becoming a better artist4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Do not be afraid to use tutorials- A lot of people refrain from using tutorials because they want to develop their own style. There is nothing wrong with this, but using a tutorial does not mean you are just copying another artists style. Think of using tutorials as window shopping, there are a lot of things to look at and sometimes you find something worth taking a closer look at. If say, you have a hard time drawing hands and a certain tutorial has a useful tip on drawing hands there is absolutely nothing wrong with following the tutorial to improve your own style.
2. There is no shame in using reference or stock images- Again, some people refrain from doing this because they
I am known asCrazy.I am known as4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The list may go on,
One thing I'm confident of:
I am a CHILD of GOD
Her ValentineHer Valentine was a Religious ManHer Valentine5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She was the mistaken marvel of a monstrous place.
She hung young hearts on the side of his studious church.
The weight of the world had its withering worries,
and she traded them all for bent apple trees
she planted on the highway between belief and wishful thinking.
She was a delirious debutante in ripped, white lingerie.
She ate her boyfriend, and she ate his words;
Now she's back for him, she's back for more.
blame the sandmandear paradise girl:blame the sandman6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you have seaweed in your hair
and your eyes are painted with mother-of-pearls.
the sand between your toes
has crusted over
and when i place my head against your chest,
because i can't find a heartbeat.
and you laugh,
a clogged-up gurgle,
because you know that i've forgotten what you're made of.
you don't have a pulse.
i hear the rhythm of blue waves beneath your skin.
dear paradise girl:
you have crabs clipped to your earlobes
and you wear seagull feathers for a dress.
there are blue-kelp tattoos across your shoulders
and a ring of suction-cup stars around each ankle,
and when you move,
you move like water.
and when you wrap your arms around me,
i draw back in fear
because your skin molds to mine like mud...
and you grin,
a snaggle-toothed vision,
because you know i've forgotten once again.
your skin is cool and clammy
and i can't stand to hug you
anymore than i can chew on sand.
dear paradise girl:
you're crying grains of salt
and the b
If I CouldIf I could be washed awayIf I Could5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And returned to the Sea,
I would sink into the blue
And let it fill me with life,
Breathing back out all of the
Agony that stole me on land.
If I could watch a flower
And see it beautifully bloom,
I would count the petals
And wonder if he loved me,
Oozing the happiness and pain
That memories scarred me with.
If I could relive the past
And do it all over again,
I would let the chance slip by
And let it all rest peacefully,
For I would not want to taint them
When they may never be the same.
10 Haikus About The Old HimI miss your old heart10 Haikus About The Old Him5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Uncorrupted, loving, pure
That has diminished
I miss the warm hugs
I'd scream at you to let go
But you knew better.
The look in your eyes
every time we met
The silly jacket
That warmed me all the time
My secret solace
The jubilant laughs
That brightened any day
Even the saddest
Your cheesy aura
That never made any sense
But I still loved it
The way you would walk
Puffing out your chest looked "cool"
I laughed. So did you.
The bond between us
My trust unlike now, misplaced
Each day a wonder
Embracing the excitement
Of everything around
But mostly I miss
The love between us that cant
Magic Number 9Magic Number 9Magic Number 94 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I've never thought a number could be great, but 9 is pretty damn useful.
If you're unsure if a number is divisable by 9, add together its digits. If the sum of its digits is divisable by 9 then so is the entire number.
Is 56975373 divisable by 9? Add up the digits to get 45. So yes, it is divisable 9, and the answer is 6330597.
This trick is for multiplying with numbers like 99 or 99999999.
Say you need to multiply 20956 by 99999 manually. The answer is:
(20956-1) | (100000-20956) =
20956 | 79044 =
Or: 47 X 99
(47-1) | (100-47) =
46 | 53 =
Multiply any number by 9. Take the product and add the digits together to get another multiple of 9. Add the digits together again to get ANOTHER multiple of 9. If you repeat this enough times you'll eventually get to 9.
9 × 9 = 81
8 + 1 = 9
56231873561843 x 9 = 506086862056587
5+0+6+0+8+6+8+6+2+0+5+6+5+8+7 = 72
7+2 = 9
Beautiful is superficial dearI want to be beautiful by math's standards;Beautiful is superficial dear5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not just yours or any other idiot's who believes that the heart is where true beauty lies.
I thought so too; until I saw my shriveled, scarred heart.
It wasn't beautiful , darling,
it was the most terrifying thing I've ever seen
And no, you can't see it.
Because something tells me you would call it a miracleits too personal even for you.
I'm an artist, you know,
I make it my business to see the beauty in everything, and show that beauty to the world.
But the moment I declare something beautiful, it's opposite is declared ugly,
And I don't want anyone to have to live with being ugly, because of me.
Something SweetMy love,Something Sweet5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My truest companion.
Every time I hear your voice,
deep and strong,
I remember why I fell in love
Every time you hold me in your arms,
and I feel your warmth
My heart can't help but beat faster,
that's only half of the joy you bring.
You stand like a pillar,
steady and constant.
You're there when I need you,
when I need your sturdy support.
When you press your lips to mine,
the soft and reassuring pressure
a simple reminder
of your love.
The tender way you wrap your arms about my shoulders,
how you're there for me to lean on.
The gentle way you kiss my head,
each another addition to the swollen collection of love
that I bear for you in my heart.
How you look in my eyes and I can feel you,
that moment when we're so connected,
when we share that one thing
that's between you and me,
'I love you' is everything you say,
in that split second when it's no one else but us.
Going up?The doors infront of me 'pinged' open. I looked around uncertainly but as there seemed to be no one else waiting for the lift and no one stepping out I assumed I had called for it. The doors slid shut as soon as I stepped in.Going up?5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey there," said the figure sprawled out in front of me. "Have a seat." Cautiously I moved forwards and joined him on the plush couch. He didn't offer any further comment but instead took a deep drag on the cigarette held between his fingers. Surprisingly, the shaft wasn't filled with smoke. As though reading my thoughts the man pointed a finger towards the ceiling and an air vent. "It'll last as long as I do," he said cryptically.
I felt the elevator begin to ascend and glanced around. It was a little gaudy in my opinion but I guess if you were into the whole painted/gilded ceiling look then it would be ok. It was a very fancy lift. The cornicing (yes it had cornicing) on the ceiling was edged in gold and the walls were covered in an embossed cream wallpaper. Th
Halt vs. GoatTitle: Halt vs. GoatHalt vs. Goat6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fandom: Ranger's Apprentice
Word Count: 3,486
ItalyxReader "_______...!" Someone weakly cried out weakly for you, bringing you out of a shallow sleep,"_______...!"ItalyxReader4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Opening your eyes, you were submerged in darkness. The noise from outside came from the pouring rain and the wind,"______..."
"I'm coming..." You moan in a sleepy voice. You've been taking care of your best friend Italy while he was at home and sick. But he was a child, calling you every three minutes and hardly allowing you to catch up on any sleep yourself.
Turning the living room light on, the light blinded you and made the room spin a bit. After regaining your vision, you walked down the hallway to where Italy was laying down in bed,"What is it this time Italy?"
"I had a bad dream and woke up..." You took a step closer to him thinking that he couldn't be serious,"And I thought that maybe you would want me to take medicine..."
You knelt beside his bed and slid your hand onto his forehead, feeling his temperature,"Your fever is going down.
A Letter to YouDear fellow artist,A Letter to You5 years ago in Letters More Like This
At times I've noticed you struggle with your works, and I've seen how you feel you don't get the recognition, appreciation and popularity you are entitled to. You have not said it out loud, but I know these kinds of thoughts often strike to young artists like you and me.
You might have been feeling that you are a talentless twat, trying to do something artistic and you might have also thought that no one really cares about you or your works.
I do care.
I've seen how easy it is to create things people shamelessly now call art. They know how to take a screencapture of their favourite cartoon and then attach it to the Motivational Poster Generator. If not that, they know how to paste the image on Paint and colour it over and then call it art. If someone does not know how to do that or how to create their own artworks, they might be talented enough to type in a search word to Google's Image Search bar and find everything they'd love to create. Then they downl
College LifeLori arrived at college bright eyed and bushy tailed, excited by the prospect of a whole new life. Slim and trim, the body of a champion tennis player, groomed to be an athlete by her parents. She had grown up rich, daughter of one of those wealthy suburbanite couples; the kind where the father is always either in the office making the big money or on the golf course trying to lower that score, and the mother gets a face lift every other week to keep herself looking young for Rico the pool boy who shes boffing at every opportunity she can get.College Life8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Lisa arrived with comparable excitement, anxious to meet new people and take interesting classes. She was tall, skinny, and pale, the result of a lifetime of tofu and soy products. Quite different from her soon to be roommate, Lisa was the daughter of a pair of suburban neo-hippies. They were the breed of hippy that modeled themselves after the older generations, eating organic and doin
Three partsMy already broken heart is now in three parts.Three parts5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thanks to you.
The first part wants you back desperately.
It wants to run back into your arms.
It wants to tell you that I love you over and over again.
It wants things to be the way they were before.
It tells me to go straight back to you.
The second part says that you're just gonna break my heart again.
That you'll leave me again eventually, just like last time.
That you don't even want me, for ME.
It tell me that we should just be friends.
and then there's the third part.
The third part whats nothing more than to be over you.
It wants you out of my life, even as a friend.
It wants us to stop talking completely.
It tell me to stop texting you.
These three parts keep fighting each other.
They keep trying to break apart from each other.
Each one of them wants to take over.
I can't stand this pain, but I can't decide what I want either.
I can't even figure out my own feelings.
I don't know which part I want to win.
unending hymnsi know you've met a new girl.unending hymns5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i hope she's nicer than me.
i hope she's prettier than me.
i hope she loves you a little
like i do, but not
insects glued to my teeth,
i cannot speak
without knowing your breath;
i cannot beat
my heart against its cage
without the love that
broke it free;
i would probably
if i were that close to you,
to be your she,
to be your her,
to crawl inside of you
and ring the bell
that makes you tick;
love, know the power strung
between your claws.
maybe i am just lonely
but the wind is calling your name.
the crickets serenade me
on their knee-sitars and i hear your voice
joining their ceaseless hymns.
i am not myself.
i am the me i became
the second you became my life,
le raison d'etre,
reason to be.
i love you. i will always love you.
i am trying to love you the right way but i don't know how.
i know you care about me and that means enough for the world to turn.
it means more than what i'm worth.
i don't know how you make me feel this