Dystopia: The Hunger Games PoemDystopia: The Hunger Games Poem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I wake up blinded by the sunlight
Only to realize absence of life's delight
Everyone yearning for brightness
In this place enclosed in darkness
The piercing pain,
The woeful cries
The thirst for greater wealth
To achieve a better health
Families tenuous of starvation
Parents and children seeking direction
Each district secretly wanting insurrection
Against the Capitol's greedy agitation
Iridescent competition for survival created,
Controlling life for entertainment started
All of us longing for an end to this rapture
No longer wanting to suffer from this seizure
This dystopia encased in obscurity
Residents being absorbed by vanity
Can this really be reality?
Why is it devoured in catastrophe?
What caused us to give birth to human bestiality?
How It Works: Chapter 1How It Works: Chapter 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Where have you been?!" cried Spike, his tail twitching with anger, but his shoulders sagging with relief. Twilight sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes with a hoof.
"What's wrong Spike?" she looked around. Her bed was still tucked made from the day before, but it was slightly rumpled, as she had fallen asleep, without getting under the blanket. The first rays of sun blinked through the windows.
"What's wrong?! We couldn't find you anywhere, that's what's wrong! We've been searching for you since noon yesterday!"
"I'm a grown pony, Spike. I don't need to let everyone know what I'm doing and where I am going," Twilight grumbled. She didn't remember much from last night, she just knew that her eyes were stinging and her head pounding. Twilight walked to the bathroom and turned on the water. Looking in the mirror she found a warped reflection staring back at her. Her mane stuck out in all directions, there were circle
Blunder and Lightning - 1 of 3Blunder and Lightning - 1 of 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dawn was fast approaching in Ponyville, with everypony still asleep... except for one.
In a clearing not far from Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie Pie stood next to a large contraption while leafing through a hard-bound book. Eventually, she found what she was looking for, and closed it, reading the title on its cover once more: "Winged Species of Equestria."
It would serve her well. Then again, most the books she borrowed from Twilight usually did.
After placing the book inside the contraption's side basket, she hopped on its seat, placed her hind hooves on its pedals, and used them for their intended purpose. The contraption's wheels turned, allowing her to roll, as she steered straight ahead with her front hooves, first along a smooth meadow, and then down a speed-yielding hill.
Once she was satisfied with her acceleration, she made sure the path before her was clear, and then moved one front hoof from the vehicle's secondary controls. With a pull of levers, the adjustments she had recently
Dreams of Midnight "TWILIGHT! TWILIGHT!!"Dreams of Midnight4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Twilight groaned, and covered her head with her pillow. Trixie had only gotten up a couple of minutes ago, damn it! It was her turn anyways! One thing that the books had never warned her about was how often a parent would need to get up to tend to a newborn foal. Perhaps they didn't mention it because the authors were afraid that nopony would ever become a parent knowing that. Sleep was becoming a luxury, and other, more enjoyable, nocturnal activities were rapidly becoming the dream of a previous life.
If she didn't know better, she would have believed that Luna had done something to their daughter to ensure that Midnight would be a night pony. Perhaps they shouldn't have named her after a time of night, too. Something like 'Sunshine' or 'Midday', that would have been a better idea. Or 'Noon'. There were ponies named Noon, weren't there? It had seemed so poignant at the time to name her afte
Big Mac's Big Date"Well, I don't see you making that long walk down to Sugarcube Corner!"Big Mac's Big Date3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Big Macintosh still had Caramel's words in his head even as he worked harder to ignore them. It was not that Caramel was wrong. Mac wanted to ask Pinkie Pie out for a while now, but he never quite figured out how. At least that excuse satisfied him until today. He knew how to ask Pinkie out on a date. The problem was that he could never think of an excuse to go and ask her out. He tried offering to take the Cakes their daily apple shipment, but Applejack would always insist on it so she could visit with Pinkie for a bit. Mac would never deny his little sister any chance to spend time with her friends, and seeing her leave the farm occasionally to have fun was always welcome.
Today was different. If Caramel could pony up and bring himself to ask Applejack out, then he should be able to do the same. 'I'll go one this fence is finished,' he promised himself. He was content to content to allow himself this excuse and f
Enceinte ch 1Summary: After hearing unexpected news, a pregnant Rainbow Dash must repair broken amends and grow as a friend, a mare, and a mother.Enceinte ch 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N I can't believe I'm doing this storyline
I'm still warming up to the MLP fanfic community, so please be easy on me And if you have any critiques, let me know (but no flames. Please. Open fires are bad for the environment). A/N
Any mare could sense it. She had been in denial, of course, but had to be struck with the truth of reality eventually. Her body swayed with the frequent waving of the locomotive as her eyes gawked into her own reflection of the window to the side. It was one of her worst habits. Procrastinating. Was it that she was truly lazy? It didn't seem so in this situation; fear and confusion arrested her. Hearing muffled laughter from outside the door, Rainbow pushed herself from the bed and stumbled to open the doorknob. The giggles grew louder as she steered down the hallway, spotting Big Macintosh in the corner looking
For Better or For Worse ch 1For Better or For Worse ch 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I've decided to write a sorta goofy story. I guess you can say this is a spin off from Enceinte
Grabbing the apples on the tray, the country mare inspected the fruits intently which grew a smirk on the Wonderbolt's face. Although it was not the most romantic scene he had in mind, Soarin enjoyed his time with the orange pony. Not use to seeing her as dolled up as she was in the Grand Galloping Gala a few years ago, he appreciated her wholesome look. Her hat tipped slightly which had her push it back up. Soarin soon found himself face to face with two apples that she held out.
"Bruises," she announced, shaking her head, "Bruises all over these apples. What're they doin' with 'em? Playin' baseball and usin' them as balls?" Applejack looked down timidly and set her food down on the table. "My 'pologies. It's the inner farmer in me."
"No worries," Soarin assured, "Cafeteria food is never that good anyway."
"Gosh, Ah hope Rainbow's gonna be fine," Applejack said. The blue Pegasus had
A Slightly Cruller Fate, Part One Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.A Slightly Cruller Fate, Part One4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Excuse me, Princess?"
"Just one moment!" Thunk. Somewhat dazed, Luna pulled her face away from the desk. "Come in!" she said, her horn and muzzle throbbing slightly.
Through the door trotted - oh, what a surprise! Yet another pony levitating a stack of papers about twice the size of the last. "Princess," he said, oblivious to the piercingly-annoyed glare in Luna's eyes, "The request to change the Equestrian national tree from the Holly Oak to the Bay Willow has been withdrawn, so the reinstatement paperwork needs to be filled out."
This late at night? "Alright," replied Luna, already readying her quill, "I think I can-"
"And," he interrupted, "The budget cuts for the School for Gifted Unicorns need to be finalized."
That again?! "Of course." Luna nodded, keeping her voice
Down Manehattan8-10 Years AgoDown Manehattan4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caramel was running through the street in his neighborhood in Manehattan not paying attention to where he was going. The young colt was having too much fun tossing his ball into the air and bouncing it off of his nose to notice, and he certainly did not notice when he ran right into a filly. A filly he would meet again years later.
"Whoa," yelped the orange filly.
"Oh I'm sorry," Caramel said quickly forgetting his ball being worried for the filly he ran into. He knelt over and helped her back to her hooves. When he saw her, he was stunned by how pretty she was. Her hair was a bit exaggerated but she had the most beautiful and honest green eyes he ever saw. All he could was stare.
"Oh don't ya'll worry none," Applejack said. 'Shoot say it right,' she scolded herself. "I mean," She said quietly, "That is quite alright. Accidents do happen you know." She gave him a warm smile.
Caramel shook his head, "Why are you talking differently?"
"Why I am certain I have no idea what
Eternal Bonds Chapter 1.Eternal Bonds Chapter 1.3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a calm, yet cold day in Ponyville. The weather team had done a fine job with weather conditions lately. The week had been filled with the warm sun shining over the snow covered landscape; making it glitter in the sunlight. In the distance, Canterlot could be seen shimmering in the sunlight as if it was frozen in time and space. The sight was one to behold as the white marble walls of the royal castle appeared like a second sun on the horizon.
Ponyville was just a couple of days away from the traditional Winter Wrap Up. Everyone was busy preparing their homes and tools for the job. Applejack spent the last couple of days fixing the damages the plows had sustained during the last Winter Wrap Up, but was struggling to get it done. The equipment was much more totaled than originally thought. Rainbow Dash, on her vacation day, even joined in on Applejack's endeavors by keeping the sky clear of clouds so that the work could
Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 2Time Traveling Kids of the Mane Six! Ch. 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
CHAPTER 2: Orion's Big Day
From the moment the first rays of sunshine flowed through his bedroom window, Orion Sparkle woke up without a single ounce of hesitation, threw off the warm covers that enveloped him, and jumped out of bed. The room was cold and the world outside looked even more frigid, but instead of returning to the toasty embrace of his dreams, he only felt more awake than ever. His sister Andromeda often joked that it would usually take nothing short of magic to pull him out of the peaceful comatose he called sleep, but this was no ordinary day.
Life and enthusiasm rushed through his body in great vigor this morning because today was his birthday. Even more important, though, was its significance. All night long, he dreamed of finally getting his cutie mark and showing it to his friends. The “oohs” and “aahs” still reverberated in his mind as he rushed to a mirror, unable to contain his excitement any longer. With a quick turn, he spun hi
A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 1A Night to Try to Remember Pt. 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Night (to Try) to Remember
Rarity inhaled deeply, letting the pleasant aroma of her drink fill her nostrils. The snifter glass gently shifted about, buoyed by her magical aura, and its burgundy contents swirled along the transparent walls. She tipped the glass to her lips, gracefully sipping its contents in a way that only years of cultured drinking could imbue. A satisfied smile crossed her lips as the cognac warmed her throat as it drained to her stomach. She was almost finished with her third glass of the night, which would put her just at her tolerance level for this particular beverage; such a shame that her friends didn't know their own tolerances.
At that thought, she looked about the bar from her seat in the corner booth. While she wasn't the type to normally socialize in such establishments, this bar was cultured enough for her tastes, being well designed, well built, and having a satisfactory selection of
The Price of Loyalty - Part 1~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The Price of Loyalty - Part 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Price of Loyalty - Part 1
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Eyes clenched, Rainbow Dash squirmed and allowed herself to sink deeper into the fluffy cloud that was her home. The afternoon Sun shone down upon her, rousing her from her slumber. She rolled onto her back and let loose a huge yawn. Sighing, the pale cyan pegasus slowly cracked open her eyes and rubbed them with her two fore-hooves. She sat up on her haunches and peeked over the edge of her cloud, gazing at the bridge to Ponyville nearby. Nopony was there.
"Oh, come on, kid," she mumbled in annoyance. "You begged and pleaded for almost an hour yesterday, and now you don't even show up on time."
Rainbow lazily scanned the expansive valley below her. Winding paths snuck between sparse trees and over roll
Curse of the Werepony Chapter 1Curse of the Werepony Chapter 14 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Curse of the Were-Pony
Chapter 1 "Hearts are Such Fragile Things"
By Steven Little
My Little Pony © Hasbro
A mid-autumn wind caused dry and brittle leaves to tumble along the ground, landing at the base of the Ponyville Library. Growing close to the middle of town, the library itself was actually in the middle of a hollowed out tree, which through the grace of magic, was still alive and growing. At this time of year, leaves of brown and orange replaced the normally verdant canopy. Inside, the library was homely but spacious. Bookshelves had been carved into the living wood walls. The main area was for books and patrons to read or check out materials. Off to one side was a small kitchen and in the back, up a few steps was a dining come reading area. Upstairs was set-aside for the librarian's living quarters. It too was equally spacious including a
Luna the Matchmaker Chap. 2Luna the Matchmaker Chap. 24 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Luna the Matchmaker
Chapter 2 "Sometimes You Just Need a Nudge.
By Steven Little
My little pony © Hasbro
The summer sun rose over Ponyville through a cloudless blue sky. The early light beamed through the window of Princess Luna's bedroom at the Carousel Boutique. With the sun in her face again, the Princess slowly woke up from the wonderful dream she was having. Stretching lazily, she reached over to the other side of the bed, sat up swiftly, and gazed at the empty spot next to her. "I guess it really was a dream." She spoke softly to herself.
Luna sighed and smiled. 'But what a dream!' She thought. Now that it was light, the Princess could see her environment better. Luna was used to much larger rooms. To tell the truth, she had closets that were larger than Spike and R
Llamas with HatsLlamas with HatsLlamas with Hats5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Paul: Carl, there's a dead human in our house!
Carl: Ooh, hey, how did he get here?
Paul: Caaaarl, what did you do?
Carl: Me? Um, I didn't do this...
Paul: Explain what happened Carl!
Carl: I've never seen em' before in my life.
Paul: Why did you kill this person Carl?
Carl: I do not kill people, That is, That is my Least favorite thing to do.
Paul: Tell me Carl, exactly what you were doing before I got home.
Carl: Well, I was upstairs...
Paul: Mhm, okay...
Carl: I was in my room, reading a book...
Paul: Yes,go on...
Carl: and well this guy walked in...
Carl: So I went up to him...
Carl: and I, uh, I stabbed him thirty-seven times in the chest.
Paul: Caaaaaaaaaarl, that kills people!
Carl: Um, oh, I Didn't know that...
Paul: Carl, how could you not know that?
Carl: Yeah, I'm in the wrong here, I suck.
Paul: What happened to his hands?
Carl: Whats that?
Paul: His hands, W-Why are they missing?
Carl: U-Uh, I, um... Kinda cooke
10 reasons why Zuko is cooler than Draco Malfoy1.Zuko is not afraid to fight.Draco runs away every time he sees danger in front of him.10 reasons why Zuko is cooler than Draco Malfoy2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2.Zuko became a capable firebender because his uncle taught him well.Draco got all the good marks at Hogwarts because he was Snape's favourite.
3.Zuko's girlfriend,Mai,is definitely cooler than Pancy Parkinson.
4.Zuko is capable of redemtion.Draco is not(those who think he is are really mad ficwriters).
5.Zuko treats his friends as equals.Draco thinks of his friends as of his servants.
6.Zuko can fight without bending(by using swords).Draco can only run away if he doesn't have a wand.
7.Zuko's dad is the №1 baddie in the story.Draco's dad is just the same cowardly nobleman as his son.
8.In the beginning,Zuko is an uncertain person with a struggle in his soul,while Draco is just a proud,cowardly and bratty(in a lack of a better word) aristocrat.In the end,Zuko is an ex-villain,who found peace after becoming good,while Draco is still a proud,cowardly and bratty aristocrat.
9.Zuko foollows his h
The Cold of Midnight PREVIEWDizziness.The Cold of Midnight PREVIEW4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It wasn't fair.
She was supposed to have escaped this fate.
It wasn't supposed to happen.
She had lived past the age when she had died!
It was eating her alive, bit by bit.
Today, for the first time, she could see her ribs.
That's how she knew.
No, she had known before then.
She had just denied it.
Like she was that young mare again, fleeing from everything that brought pain.
She had seen her daughter grow into somepony strong and beautiful.
She had found love, the pony of her dreams.
She had friends, and a passion, and was truly Great and Powerful, in all the ways that mattered!
This wasn't supposed to happen!
She had known.
She had always known, deep in the darkest pit of her soul.
The last, tiny bastion of the cold that she had beaten back with love, friendship, and motherhood.
She had known that this day would someday come.
Her fate had been sealed, on the same day that her mother's fate ended.
+APH+ History of US-CA Part 4 ▬1867▬+APH+ History of US-CA Part 46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
APH: A History of Canada US relationships ---> PART 4
Rain was coming down hard on everyone and everything, the sky dark and heavy with storm clouds. The men trudged through knee-high mud, carrying supplies, armament as well as the injured. The battlefield was littered with fallen soldiers; the ground stained a sickening dark rouge, mixed with the sludgy soil. Fatigue was evident upon everyone's faces, sallow by war and hunger that usually comes with.
Arthur stood hunche
+APH+ History of US-CA Part 2 ▬1867▬+APH+ History of US-CA Part 26 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
APH: A History of US Canada relationships --- PART 2
WARNING!: Dark subject matter not suitable for all ages.
A few years past and nothing much had changed between the three nations. Arthur was still caught up in his ways, Matthew was still the third wheel, and Alfred was still the favourite. Sure, there were a few riots here and there over the American Territory, but nothing that amounted to anything serious. Arthur wasnt worried in the slightest, and as the days
+APH+ History of US-CA Part 3 ▬1867▬+APH+ History of US-CA Part 36 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
APH: A History of Canada US relationships - PART 3
The voyage to France was long and Alfred was anxious to arrive. As the French Coast came into view, so did the eccentric Frenchman, desperately flailing his arms above his head in an attempt to welcome Alfred into his home. His curly blond hair flew in all directions as the boat docked in front of him and a wide smile appeared on his face.
Alfred! Bienvenue en France! Ça fait tellement longtemps depuis ta dernière visite! exclaimed Francis while crushing Alfred in a st
Llamas with Hats Human AdaptedLlamas with Hats Human Adapted4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Carl, there's a dead human in our house!"
My best friend-and roommate-Carl, was in the kitchen, doing the dishes, which was odd, because Carl never did the chores.
He shuffled over and poked the dead body with his foot. "Oh...hey...how did he get here?" Blood was pooling on the floor, from multiple stab wounds in the dead man's chest.
His lying tone was obvious. I stared at him, alarmed. "Carl, what did you DO?!"
He waved a hand nonchalantly. "Me? I didn't do this."
"Explain what happened, Carl!" I said angrily. These kinds of things seemed to happen whenever I went out...
"I've never seen him before in my life!" Carl protested.
"Why did you kill this person, Carl?!"
"I do not kill people. That is..." he couldn't help glancing back towards the kitchen. "That is my LEAST favorite thing to do."
I sighed. "Carl, tell me exactly what you were doing before I got home."
He frowned and shifted
Never Forget....Never Forget....4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
In a huge grassy field two people stood waiting for the sunrise. The peeking light shown through and gave everything a beautiful tinted shade of orange and pink. A small breeze blew and the grip of her hand around his tightened.
"So this is really it your leaving for good now aren't you?" she tried to keep her voice calm. "Yeah. Can you believe it?" he said letting out a small chuckle. The sun's morning rays gave him no shadow, he was slowly fading. "Why did you choose me?" she said quietly in almost a whisper. His hold on her hand got a bit tighter.
"I already said goodbye to everyone I could, and those who I couldn't already know I'm leaving." He said gradually lowering his voice. Another breeze blew and picked up some leaves and petals of dead flowers. "But why me? To be the last person you see and talk to while your on earth? After all I've done to you " tears were prying at her eyes and she tried her best to hold them in.
"What better way to end this life&
+APH+ History of US-CA part 1 ▬1867▬+APH+ History of US-CA part 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
À partir daujourdhui, tu tappelleras Mathieu en honneur dun évangéliste catholique, ainsi que pour le Saint Pape
Quest-ce que ça veut dire?
Don de Dieu
Matthew woke with a jolt, flat on his back. He had just dreamt an event that seemed to have happened a thousand years ago. He groped in the dark for his glasses, and soon realized a single tear was rolling lazily down his right cheek. He raised his hand to greet the falling drop of salt into his palm, right before more of them joined in. Matthew lurc