Werewolf psychology June 2014Normal werewolf psychologyWerewolf psychology June 20141 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
To describe the normal werewolf mind, imagine a human mind add in a love of meat and the outdoors, hunting, and the constant desire to do something active or productive. Werewolves do get tiered like everyone else and often like to relax and slow down at times too. It can not be too emphasized that the werewolf mind is one mind, human reasoning and wolfish instinct. Often it is a unique mixture between nature and the wilderness of today's modern world. This being said it is important to examine the effects of this mixture.
An important note about instinct. Instinct is preprogrammed response to certain environments or situations. It is not something one realizes before the event, but rather during. It is easier to avoid instinctual action than to change or stop it in the act, but can be stopped with effort.
Logic and reasoning is a good first place to examine the werewolf mind. In observation, most werewolves think in way
Terror in TearsShe was clutching his dark blue hoodie with fervor, as though the only thing keeping her body from bursting open from nerves was the ardor grip she kept on his physical being. She was still horribly distraught, even after the sobs of her brother had quieted down and he came to her room to hold her in his arms, gently caressing her cheeks to rid her of her tears while neglecting his own.Terror in Tears2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She didn’t understand. All she had done was come home fifteen minutes late. Her bus had gotten a late start from the school because one of the boys had decided to chance a suspension for a day of infamy by pulling the fire alarm during the last bell. It wasn’t like she had gone to play hooky or had gotten herself hurt.
So why was her brother gripping his head so hard that his fingertips were bloody when she got home? Why was he weeping and moaning utter gibberish? Why did he insist on continuing his unsettling back and forth rocking, even when she told him what happened and showed him that s
International Talk Like a Pirate Day"Mornin', Sherlock," John yawned, seeing his flatmate reading the morning paper in his usual robe. He moved around the table to start making a kettle of tea, after last night's nightmare, he could use a tall mug of the steaming liquid.International Talk Like a Pirate Day3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Arg! Mornin' land lubber! What's for breaksmartly?"
John froze, turning to his flatmate who hadn't lowered the paper from his face, a quizzical expression captivating his features. "Break-what?"
"Breaksmartly. T' meal you eat at t' beginnin' o' t' day? Remember?" Sherlock said, lower the paper to shoot John a 'are-you-going-crazy?' look.
Yeah, he's the crazy one...
"Okay, Sherlock, English would be nice," John said, leaning against the counter to stare at him. "Have you gone crazy?"
"No, John, I have not caught a case of sea madness. I have logical reasonin' for talkin' like this," Sherlock said, standing and moving to the fridge, pulling out the milk and pouring himself a glass.
"Oh? I'd love to hear it," John mused, raising his eyeb
First Encounter - SftTNINE MONTHS BEFORE THE "BANANA INCIDENT."First Encounter - SftT3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Allie tightened her grip on the binoculars, slowly spinning the knob to heighten her focus on the sweater-clad boy who had been in question for the past hour. She squatted, adjusting her position in the bushes, bouncing with a nervous excitement on her soles. Eyes never leaving the lenses, she flicked on the walkie-talkie in her left hand and hissed into it, "The subject is now eating... a sandwich."
"Yeah, I know, Allie," Lydia's voice crackled back through the device. "We can see him too."
"Seriously Allie, we've been here for like an hour, and he's done a total of nothing worth showing any interest in. I really need to get going soon," Claire's voice chimed in, sounding unusually curt.
"You guys, I'm telling you." She managed to both whine and whisper at the same time. "There's something weird about this guy. He probably, like, works for the government or something and has super-secret alien weapons in his garage. I know it."
The Beginning of the End (SFTT Contest entry)The Beginning of the EndThe Beginning of the End (SFTT Contest entry)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
(Search for the Truth Contest Entry)
((I hope your in the mood to read something, This is really long ))
I turn off my iPod and shove it into my pocket. We spent so many hours sitting on our way to Cardiff, my friend Bri was now wishing she hadn't agreed to come. My friend Larissa was stretching her legs and I was bouncing on my feet looking around while standing outside our hotel. Jj, Larissa's boyfriend, is looking around smiling happily.
"So where are we going to meet your new friends?" Bri asks Jj, popping her back a third time, "It better be someplace we dont need to sit. I'm never going to sit again after this, maybe lay down, but never sit."
"That's what she said," I say blandly to her. She makes a face at me and rolls her eyes.
"They said to meet at this fountain," Jj says, ignoring our banter. He pulls out a map and looks at it for a few moments, "It's called Roald Dahl Plass? It's within walking distance actually."
"Great! Lets get a cab
Every Drop of Rain Holds the Promise of RegrowthEvery Drop of Rain Holds the Promise of RegrowthEvery Drop of Rain Holds the Promise of Regrowth4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Have you ever felt as if you have no purpose in this world? Have you felt like you're just floating through life, no point. No reason. Have you ever been on the brink? Perhaps for you this could simply be the edge of a mental break down. For others, it could be a window ledge.
When I first came to college, I felt like I was sinking. There was no way out, nowhere to turn and one to help I felt myself spiraling out of control with no way to stop and soon I descended into a strong, crippling depression. I didn't understand what was happening. I was tired, confused, and hopeless. All I knew was I didn't ask for this. I didn't like my purpose
Needless to say, I was in a bad place. I was afraid, afraid that I would float through life with no goal. I feared that
Zombie Roleplay- Jane McKnightIt's not your fault, it's not your fault. Just keep walking. Just get home. It's not your fault.Zombie Roleplay- Jane McKnight4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jane kept up this internal chant as she stumbled down the crowded sidewalk, barely able to keep her panic restrained. She sobbed shamelessly, pushing through groups of people, completely disregarding manners. Manners didn't matter anymore. Nothing did.
"Hey lady, you ok?"
It wasn't until that moment that Jane realized how atrocious she must look. There was blood spattered across the front of her lab coat, tear tracts running down the grime covering her face, and an overall state of disarray throughout her entire person. She was attracting stares from all the people milling around the street.
Oh, if only they knew what was about to happen. She was surprised that no one could sense the impending doom.
Jane staggered toward the vender that had called out to her and came to a h
Highway To Hell: ChuckChuck sat in a worn out truck with a blank, almost lifeless expression on his face. Blood stains covered a large portion of his t-shirt and pants. There were even droplets in his hair. That would have terrified him at one point, but now it seemed completely ordinary.Highway To Hell: Chuck4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Everything seemed surreal. In just over 48 hours his life had gone down the shitter. He had lost everything: his wife, his son, his home, and sometimes he wondered if he was losing his sanity as well.
He looked at the gas gauge, growled and slammed his fist on the dashboard. The truck was running on fumes. He wondered if he would make it to a gas station before the engine quit, but his heart sank when he looked down the road and saw nothing for as far as he could see.
"I knew I should have taken Tim's car." Chuck grumbled to himself.
He nervously flipped through the radio stations, getting a combination of dead air, government issued warnings, and a preacher on the air spewing off quotes that were apparently from the book
The J.S.TsThe watch hadn't worked in years.The J.S.Ts4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The casing was scratched and dented, pockmarked like a small brass moon hung on a broken chain. He held the watch up in front of his eyes, watching it sway slightly back and forth. After a moment he spoke, his voice was quiet and even. His eyes never wavered from the watch.
"This was my great-grandfather's," he said. "My great-great grandmother gave it to him for his 18th birthday, and he enlisted three days later. He survived the war and returned home to become a successful farmer. He owned over seventy acres of land when he died, right after my grandfather came of age. Car accident."
He set the watch swaying again, as though trying to hypnotize himself, bring the memories to the forefront. The jukebox started playing a nameless jazz piece, accompanied by the clink of glasses at the bar.
The other man sat in silence still, his dark eyes unblinking. He was still as a statue, impassive and cold. He was young, not yet out of his teens, but with eyes that
70 Lessons from Torchwood70 Lessons learned from Torchwood70 Lessons from Torchwood4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
If it's alien, it's ours!
Hub = Sewer Chic
Jack has a remarkable chin
Under no circumstances let Captain John Hard kiss you
Don't we all love Jacks sexual harassment?
There's a Vegas Galaxy
Fairies are so not cute!
Never order Pizza under the name Torchwood
Cyberwomen are sexy and deadly
Myfanwy is kind of a guard dog.
There's no rift in the Himalayas
Naked hide and seek is fun!
The king of Weevils is dead
Owen wrote his obituary himself.
If you see a skinny guy in tight jeans, jumping into the water, take pictures!
Resurrection Glove and Life Knife © Ianto Jones
Tosh got lovely legs. She should show them off more
You never know how many Captain Jack Harkness' are out there at the moment
Captain John Hard was a good wife
Torchwood 4 is kind of missing. But we'll find it
Dark Talk is fun and stupid
Tosh is brain and the beauty
Be aware of Alien bites. You may get pregnant
Retcon and Champagne is fun!
Retcon makes the pill useless
Emily Dickinson ca
System 1- PrologueSystem 1- PrologueSystem 1- Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Night had fallen on the slums of the Urban Jungle. There wasn't a soul to be seen, or a sound to be heard in the dark streets. No one was there. The eerie silence pushed on everything, and the tension in the air was ready to snap.
He preferred it this way. Quiet.
The man sat on a window ledge, unseen by the occupant of the room. After nearly a month of careful observation and planning, things were finally being set in motion. The war was about to begin.
The old man sat hunched over a writing desk in the corner, illuminated by the flame of a single candle. He scribbled relentlessly on a scrap of paper, muttering quietly to himself as he wrote.
He was ancient, nearly 100 years old.
His beard, which grew down to his waist, looked like one of the stormy gray clouds that always covered the city had fallen down and attached itself to his face.
Storm Hunter Contest EntryHe watched as his friends climbed into cars and were hugged and kissed by their moms. Dropping his backpack to the stone steps, he sunk to the stoop of the school building. Sighing, he picked up a twig and began to doodle in the dirt by the stairs.Storm Hunter Contest Entry4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Richard, do you need a ride home?" One of the mothers called over to him. He glanced up at her.
"No thanks, Mrs. Henry. My dad's on his way." He returned to his drawing.
"Alright, dearie. Have a nice weekend."
"You too, Mrs." Richard waved without looking up, his earthy artwork taking up his attention. As time passed, the parking lot emptied and even the teachers bid the boy their goodbyes. It wasn't till the skies darkened as the sun began to set that the boy stood, let the twig fall from his hands and looked down to examine his finished drawing. Three wolves leapt about the dirt and debris. The smallest one chased after the largest, trying to nip at the tail before him. He decided the middle sized one was a girl, the mom and the dad wolf
Recipe for Bad PoetryHow to Write Bad Poetry:Recipe for Bad Poetry8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Start with: SCISSORS
Scissors are very good cutting your prose
into pieces (as well as fending off mobs of real poets).
It works better if you start with
some imagery, such as simile
Let Smiling Dogs LieMolly had a permanent smile fixed to her face. It was just part of who she was. Sometimes this angered Rachael. She could be crying on Molly's shoulder and her companion would still be beaming away like an idiot.Let Smiling Dogs Lie6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rachael was always scornful when books talked about dogs knowing how their owners were feeling.
'Molly never has a fucking clue! She's just in a constant state of 'Happy'! She's the least empathic animal on the planet. I swear, her internal monologue is just 'I'm a dog! I'm a dog! I'm a dog!' on loop.'
Once Rachael had held Molly's tail down to try and stop it wagging. Molly had grinned at her, good-naturedly and the four vertebra at the base of the tail had continued to wiggle side to side.
Rachael and Molly spent a lot of time together on the front porch. They would survey the garden and listen to Rachael's parents scream at each o
Scars and SoapHe has such soft skin, Ebony thought to herself.Scars and Soap3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was sitting on a twist of metal embedded in the ground, the dingy red of its form reflecting on the crystalline surface of nearby water. Her metallic fingers twiddled in the flowers, gently caressing the pale petals that would soon decorate the entire expanse of the area.
They were modest little flowers. Fresh from the ground and eager to bathe the barren world in color. In fact, everything around the little pond Ebony and Male had decided to rest at was beginning to show signs of life. Little sprouts could be seen tentatively peaking from under scraps of metal and concrete. Green moss and vines were tenaciously climbing up the sides of the crumbling buildings. Cool, clean water was gently lapping at Ebony’s shoes. It was so serene it was almost surreal.
A small smile graced Ebony’s glossy lips. It was good that she and Male had decided to rest here. It was unusual to come across a place this untouched by the horro
green is goldI remember when she was a bird.green is gold6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They gave her a room under the earth, and all year round she sat between the walls and the ceiling and the floor and struck her flint fingers together, burning cinnamon sticks to stifle the dying leaf smell of her.
One day another girl with fire in her long wheat-blonde hair walked in through a new door and said "I am the last days of summer" and she reached for the girl's hand but the girl couldn't hold on. She said "you are not strong enough" and the summer-girl walked out of the room. The next day she was back, and held on, and let go. This time she left at the girl's feet feathers filled with ink and paint made of berries and lead.
Because there wasn't canvas the girl took the paint in her hands and smeared it on her chin and neck and arms, her nerves smouldering at the toxin's touch. Once her skin was bright and golden and her hair the thick colour of liquorice, she took the inky feather in her hand and wr
My Fav. Quotes and Sayings p1"I don't have an autographed picture of Chuck Norris, Chuck Norris has an autographed picture of me" (This one is of my own creation, if you use it please give me credit. Loren-Scott "Kody" Beach, aka Wrotne)My Fav. Quotes and Sayings p17 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
An Apple a day drives quality away.
I have half a mind to kill you and the other half agreeing.
God made all men and Winchester made them equal.
"Build a man a fire and he'll be warm for the rest of the day,
set a man on fire and he'll be warm for the rest of his life"
The log is burning bright and so is the city tonight.
Animals have two important places in today's world, to taste good, and to fit well.
If you were trapped in the artic and starving you would kill a baby seal with
a plastic picnic spoon.
Our friendship came and went and that is why your feet are now in wet cement.
Don't stare at the Sun, He doesn't like it.
Another day, another dollar (I hate sweat shops!)
People like you are the reason people like me need meds...
333, only half evil.
When I snap you'll be t
Maximum Ride QuotesThese are quotes from the Maximum Ride (written by James Patterson) books.Maximum Ride Quotes4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fang: Man, You weigh a freaking ton! What have you been eating, rocks?
Max: Why, is your head missing some?
(Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment)
They turned to Angel.
"We will call you Little One," the leader said, obviously deciding to dispense with the whole confusing name thing.
"Okay," said Angel agreeably. "I'll call you Guy in a White Lab Coat."
"That can be his Indian name," I suggested.
(Maximum Ride: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports)
"I can talk to fish!" Angel said happily, water dripping off her long, skinny body.
"Ask one over for dinner," Fang said, joining us.
(Maximum Ride: School's Out Forever)
Iggy: Can I come in?
Max: No! I'm in a towel!
Iggy: I'm blind!
"They were bad fliers," Angel chimed in, "And their minds, they weren't all kill the mutants, like they usually are. They were like, remember to flap!"
MusicMusic10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Music is me
Music is life
Music is what I need to survive
Music is meaning
Music is time
Music is the thing that makes me shine
Music must have meaning
Music ust have rhyme
Its a dialect we all need form time to time
Most people dont understand
What music is to me
But then they cant see
My music is what makes me,
Without my music I am a souless being
Please people please, listen to me
That I need msuic,
I dont want to annoy them or be mean
All I want to do
Music keeps me focused
And in time
Im listening to msuic as I write to you this rhyme
Whether its in my ehad,
Or on the speaker
The meaning of each song to me
Becomes clearer and clearer
As I listen to each song over and over
And read all the lyrics on the inside cover
So im sorry to annoy you
Im sorry to waste your much valued time
Im sorry that I wasted time on this rhyme
Maybe I made my point clear
Maybe now people are able to hear
That I AM the music
And the music IS ME
And without my music...
10 Funny Quotes1. "Evil beware - We have Waffles." - Raven from Teen Titans10 Funny Quotes6 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. "Pants are an illusion, and so is death!" - Hue the Swampbender from Avatar: the Last Airbender
3. "I am bike cheese!" - Eugene Mirman
4. "All destinations are final - that's what it means, destiny, final - if you haven't gotten where you're going....you aren't there yet!" - George Carlin
5. "The key to life isn't to set goals to achieve - the key to life is to set goals no one can take away from you! For example, tonight, my goal is to go to the bathroom outside my pants!" - James P. Connolly
6. "My motto is 'Shoot for the curve but everything above it is gravy!'" - James P. Connolly
7. "If you give a man a fish, he'll stink up the whole town, but if you teach a man to fish - ya, see where im goin' with this? - he'll poke his eye out." - a drunken citizen of Albion
8. "They say that 'Kids Say The Darnedest Things' - but so would you if you had no education!" - Eugene Mirman
9. "The commercial for Diet Dr. Pepper says 'It
A Lot Of Funny Little Sayings1. You have ONE advantage over me..... You can kiss my ss and I can't!A Lot Of Funny Little Sayings7 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
2. Tradgedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.
3. You only live once...but if you live it right, once is enough.
4. If your heart was really broken, you'd be dead, so shut up.
5. When a smurf is choking, what color does it turn?
6. The nice mean are ugly, the handsome men are mean, and the nice and handsome men are GAY!
7. When life hands you lemons, alter their DNA, and make SUPER LEMONS!
8. Boys are like lava lamps, pretty to look at, but not very bright.
9. My imaginary friend thinks you have serious problems...
10. A good friend will comfort you when he rejects you, but a best friend will go up to him and say, "It's because you're gay, isn't it?"
11. Forget the cookies, the Darkside has YAOI!
12. DANGER: Blond Zone
13. Save the Earth it's the only planet with chocolate.
14. Did you just call me a BITCH? Well, a bitch is a DOG, Dogs BARK, Bark is on TREES, Trees are a pa
Clocks For EyesThe creature with clocks for eyesClocks For Eyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swallows the years as it prowls our garden
Thin and gangly but with dignified grace
It sees the time on everyone's face
One clock is the present
And one clock is the future
There is no past and
You can never go back
The creature with clocks for eyes
Doesn't tell you when its hungry
It never goes without
Because all it could ever need
Is given without question
It has two faces, four hands
An eternity of deadly conscience
Nothing to reconcile with
Nothing to apologize to
It doesn't hear you
When the jaws snap shut for the final time
You'll know the gateway to the past is closed
There is no third clock
Avert your eyes from those hateful numerals
If you can
And don't pretend you owe nothing
To your fellow man
'Cause the creature with clocks for eyes is ambling
Nearer and nearer
Paws scratching, tick-tick-ticking
Begging to be let in
Glimpsing nothing but the end
Hearing nothing but those pleading words
More time, just a little more time
To make things righ
Just Because I am a HufflepuffJust because i am a Hufflepuff doesn't meanJust Because I am a Hufflepuff4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
That I'm always nice or
Just because i am a Hufflepuff doesn't mean
That I'm not as smart
or Studies as a Ravenclaw
Just because i am a Hufflepuff doesn't mean
That I'm not cunning
Or ambitiaous and sly as a Slytherin
Just because i am a Hufflepuff doesn't mean
That I'm not as brave
or noble and athelitic as a Gryffindor
Just because i am a Hufflepuff doesn't mean
I like the colors black and yellow (or the song for that matter)
or not good at anything
nor am i a duffers
nor do i like badgers
Just because i am a Hufflepuff doesn't mean
That i can be pushed around
That i am No more then a face in the crowd
I Am A Hufflepuff
and though you ignore me and my house
I will stand by your side
Brave as any Gryffindor
Loyal as our Mother Helga
I will help when you ask
Smart as any Ravenclaw
Hardworking and Loyal as Hufflepuff
I will reach my dreams and help you reach yours
Ambitious as any Slytherin
Hardworking as our Mother Helga