Alien Species TemplateSpecies NameAlien Species Template4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Planet and Society:
Where do they live?
-on a planet?
-if not, where do they live?
-is it a moon?
-just space in general?
-if they live in space, how do they survive?
-how do they take in nutrients?
-what is their method of propulsion?
What planet does the species live on?
-what is the planet's name?
-what about its sun's name?
-how far away is the planet from its sun?
-how long does it take for the planet to revolve around its sun?
-how many moons does the planet have?
Are there any crises that have occurred that changed the planet's climate?
-what were they/ was it?
-what did it affect?
What is a typical day on this planet like?
-how many Earth hours in one day there?
-how many seasons does the planet have?
-how many months in one of their years?
-how long are their months?
When did life on this planet begin?
-how many billion/ million/ thousand year
Pokemon Wars: TransformersHello. This is a new Fic that Ive had my mind on. Ive always wondered how the Beast Wars characters would be if they had Pokemon beast forms. Now I havent seen Pokemon in a while so forgive me if Im a bit off. This is basically the Beast wars series if it took Place in the Pokemon-verse, so theyll be a lot of the same lines from the show. Now the disclaimer: I dont own Either Pokemon or Beat Wars: Transformers, but thats not going to stop me.Pokemon Wars: Transformers7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Our Story begins in a clearing where we see a dirt road. On the road, walking, was none other then Ash Ketchum, a Pokemon trainer, with his Pokemon, Pikachu, on his shoulders. With him are his companions: Brock, the Pewter City gym leader, and May and her little brother Max from Petalburg.
Narrator: As our adventure continues, we see Ash and his friends on their way to Ashs hometown of Pallet. After all the battl
The Diary of I.M.HormonalThe Diary of I.M.Hormonal10 years ago in Humor More Like This
The diary of I M Hormonal
So yeah like i kinda fell out of bed this morning (it's a REALLY thin bed) kinda yeah. And like, i wasn't in a good mood (i did fall out of bed) y'see. It kinda all began like.... y'know (getting to the point quickly here), last night where i like... well my girlfriend (well we weren't really going out per say...) is such a whore (not that i'd know of course)...i mean she's my ex now y'know (see previous).
But she sleeps around like (and i found out last night. Tore my heart in two (well not really but it felt like that once the hormones kicked in... except not as painful)) and like, threw it onto the ground (she didn't really do this either but it makes me feel inntelygant) and (i felt really sad) i cried myself to sleep (but i did wake up in the middle of a night for a poopie). She says the rabbit made her feel happier than me (rabbits are sexy i'l give you that), like, i
Kritius vs. Jul VadamThe Ghost sped over the savannah of the planet Dune, kicking up a fierce storm of dust and sand. Jul had modified this Ghost for speed at the expense of firepower and armor. It was designed to transport her from wherever her drop ship touched down to her sniper position, and because she generally sniped far out of range of any danger, there was little need for anything save speed.Kritius vs. Jul Vadam3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How she regretted her ship's build now. Speeding after her was a very large Brute Chopper, driven by an equally large and very angry Brute. And though she could drive faster and outmaneuver the Chopper with relative ease, the firepower of the Chopper meant if she were to drive in a straight line, she'd be torn apart before she could escape his range. As she twisted the controls and started a new set of zigzags, she looked behind her and saw that the Chopper was still quite close. The Brute hadn't stopped firing his cannons this entire time, though she supposed she couldn't possibly hope that he might run out
I Do Not Like You, Doctor Who.I do not like your suit of tweedI Do Not Like You, Doctor Who.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I do not like it- and, indeed-
I do not like your ship of blue
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
I do not like that tell-tale sound
That means your ship has run aground
I do not like your red fez too
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
I do not like the way you walk
That stupid way of which you talk
Much better if your words are few
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
You always spoil every plan
You always prattle, if you can
You always know just what to do-
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
You have a thing for planet Earth
And normally we'd give it a berth
But all our plans you see right through
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
That sonic screwdriver is a mess
And always puts us in distress
Those annoying friends that you have too
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
Daleks hate you, Cybermen too
Angels and Silence can't stand you
Your enemies escalate one hundred-and-two
I do not like you, Doctor Who.
I do not like the way you dress
Each regeneration is a mess
in betweens -set of four-in betweens -set of four-9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
somewhere between the intake,
of calorie eight hundred and forty seven,
and nine hundred twenty two,
i had this un-categorized, salty thought.
but by the time i found a low carb pen,
i digested it.
in the midst of drags,
of cancer's pen,
and stained brown thought,
lie the tales of merry organs.
and with a warning i cough,
stories lost in smoky air.
winter gives me time to think,
with periods of waiting
for my auto to heat,
before i can be assimilated
on rounded rubber feet.
in between shots
of caramel friends,
stumble jokes that rip
through monotony and
it was during this time ,
a slurred slip
cost me her affections.
Like-Marge Becomes a RobotLike-Marge Becomes a Robot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Homer was tired of Marge's constant nagging, every time he tried to do ANYTHING fun, she put a stop to it!"Still can't believe she made me drop outta that marble eating contest!" He grumbled.
After looking thru Bart's vintage and mylar sealed comics, he'd found an advertisement for 'Krusty's funtime denagger! Guarantied to stop your parents from nagging you constantly!' "Hmm...if it works on parents...maybe it'll work on WIVES!" Homer said excitedly! "Guess I don't need YOU all anymore!" he said, throwing the rest of Bart's comics into the fireplace.
-6-8 weeks later-
"BART! Something arrived from Krusty for you!" Marge shouted as she carried the box in. "Huh? I didn't order anything. How could I after dad burned all my comics!" "IT'S HERE!!!" Homer squealed as he rushed in, grabbed the box and headed back into his bedroom.
Homer ripped the box, pulling out a remote control and a small circular device with an antenna. "Huh.." Homer thought to himself
ForgivenessI can forgive the man who kills me, but I will still be deadForgiveness7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can forgive the one who lies to me, but distrust will still be bred.
I can forgive the one who cuts me, but I will still bleed.
I can forgive the one who takes from me but I will still be in need.
I can forgive the one who hurts me, but it does not erase the pain.
To forgive the unrepentant heart, means they'll only do it again.
"I'm sorry" does not stop the blood nor tears that freely flow.
How can one cause such an effect and claim they did not know?
To cause a wound in heart or flesh, may heal but it takes time.
Forgiveness does not erase the fact that there was ever a crime.
Forgiveness does the soul much good, and letting go helps for sure
But there are consequences for every deed that its victims must endure.
Marginal AllianceChapter 1Marginal Alliance7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Boxes, Coffee, One Round Ticket to Magic
Jake awoke suddenly in his bed, looked to his nightstand, and stared at his clock. The numerals glowed red, forming the numbers 5:57. Three minutes before the alarm went off. He sighed and sat up, wondering how he managed to wake up at nearly the exact moment morning after morning. It must have simply been the result of habit, as nearly everything he did seemed to settle into a routine.
As he stumbled into the bathroom, he marveled at how he used to sleep in hours later, sometimes nearly till noon. Now early rising was just part of his everyday schedule, even if it had taken years to develop. He stepped into his hot shower, which was only meant to warm his limbs enough for his morning run. During the shower, he began piecing together his plans for the day. Although he was only 31, he was retired, which caused him to be extremely vulnerab
Adventure of a Lifetime Ch. 4Adventure of a Lifetime Ch. 47 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
TF Story Ch. 4
Alimar landed on a branch in the clearing. Strange, James thought aloud, I feel different.
What do you mean?
I mean, I feel at peace. I know who I am. I know my purpose. Well, for the most part.
I know what you mean.
Alimar sighed. I like this form.
Which one? We have two you know.
The humanoid one. Its close enough to my original body that I can use it but its still different.
James jumped off the branch and glided down to his camp. The wind between his wings felt good.
How fast do you think I am?
Im just messing with your head...So to speak.
Alimar laughed at that comment. Alimar rifled through his backpack, and started pulling out his armor.
Strange... James thought.
Well it seems that this armor is linked to me somehow. James said.
What do you mean linked?
Watch. Alimar replied as
The Existence Of LoveAt cold and windy nightThe Existence Of Love9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when drops of rain
were hitting my face,
you stood there,
holding my hand.
I have to thank
to mother Nature for the rain,
'cos that covered all my face
so you didn't see
the mix of tears and cold drops on me.
First i thought:
»It's just a bad dream.
Tomorrow you'll wake me up again.«
Than i saw you leaving,
moving down the street.
You, who used to make me smile,
you, who taught me to love.
It was like you would say:
»Mission: Completed, let's go,
we have to find another poor soul
who does not know how to love.«
I never believed in love!
The pathetic sufferor
the modern desise of human!
How could i believe
in crap like feelings
and words: »I care for you.«?!
You can care for a child
or someone who's sick and alone and afraid of dying.
I'm not a child anymore
and you make me sick and afraid,
You; i'm afraid of dying alone!
Feelings... You feel... I feel
all the beauty when i look at you,
all the shine of the moon in your eyes,
all the sky by your touch.
Red Dawn - Ch 1 - When Worlds CollideWalking down the unlit street between derelict husks that once were gleaming office towers at the heart of Gemini City, Jason hunched his shoulders and drew his jacket closer around himself. The air tonight held a sharp bitterness that told of another harsh winter ahead and the chill went straight to his bones as he moved in silence. He didn't like being out in the open, exposed, where he could easily be spotted. However, tonight he had little choice in the matter. Several buildings had collapsed in the recent tremors and left many of his more circumspect routes buried under several tonnes of rubble. Seeing his destination ahead, just past the next intersection, he doubled his pace in order to more quickly get off the streets and into some relative warmth.Red Dawn - Ch 1 - When Worlds Collide1 year ago in Settings More Like This
It hadn't been all that long ago that Gemini City had been the shining beacon of the modern era. Brightly lit, bustling with commerce, the city had been the colony capital with it's twin towers rising over a hundred floors in height
Growth SpurtGrowth SpurtGrowth Spurt8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
By: Drakin Kovar
The sun broke over the chilly roof tops of the New York skyline. It would be another couple hours though before it worked its way down the streets and canyons of the tall buildings.
In the residential area, in a simple building is where our story begins.
A loud alarm blared as a red clawed hand smashed it. Jake Long yawned and sat up in bed, scratching his black hair and trying to wake up. It'd been almost ten years since he'd become the American Dragon and protector of all the hidden magical creatures of New York. And even though he nearly had a decade of experience under his belt, he still had a few surprises in store.
The first big surprise of the day was his hand. He couldn't recall commanding it to change to dragon claws.
"Jake," Came his father's voice, "It's time to get up."
Sh*t, Jake grimaced and hid his hands under the covers as his dad opened the door.
"Come on son. Don't wanna' be late for you classes now." Jakes dad seemed to bounce with joy.
Humiliation by rapidographHumiliation by rapidograph12 years ago in Humor More Like This
I stumbled half-asleep into the main office like I'd done hundreds of Mondays before, but was suddenly struck speechless by the adorable new receptionist behind the desk.
I choked on a mouthful of donut. She was a petite brunette with huge turquoise eyes and a natural peach blush to her round face. When she smiled, I swore a cloud of pixie dust swirled around the lobby. Glassy-eyed, I managed a "G-g-g-goo' morngh," or something that resembled a greeting and swallowed hard as I headed to my desk.
My buddy Tim came up to me and whispered hoarsely, "Dude! What do you think?"
"The new girl? Geeze, she's a knockout!"
"You gonna ask her out?" he asked.
"I would be a fool not to, but..."
"But what? She was checking your butt out. I saw it! She wants you man!"
I wiped donut crumbs off my chest and took a slurp of some cold coffee. "She does NOT want me you dork." I found my
The Noob AdventurerThe Noob AdventurerThe Noob Adventurer8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Why am I out here? I ask myself as I trudge along this miserable road. At least I think its still a road. The least someone could do is post a sign up saying This is indeed still a road youre trudging along on. Come to think of it, I havent seen anyone in the last five days, at least since I entered this miserable dark and dank forest.
Of course, I probably would be at my destination by now if that stupid horse hadnt decided to run off on me four days ago. Just thinking about it pisses me off. Turning around to the way I came I yell out I hope an ogre is picking its teeth with your bones you stupid horse!
Just as soon as I yelled it, the realization hit me like a cold fish. Aw crap! I silently whispered. What if there were ogres about? What if they just heard me? I froze waiting for any sound out of the ordinary. Minutes passed that seemed like hours and let nothing was heard. At this point, I s
Size Matters 2: Total BlackoutAs the Hornet made its way through space back to the Earth Brett was slowly regaining consciousness. He sat up and winced slightly. His wounds may have been healed but the skin was still tender. He got to his feet, wobbling slightly, and glanced down at his wrist. He was shocked to see his bracelet was completely destroyed! He knew that a rock had damaged it he just never thought it had hit hard enough to ruin it. He tried to boot it back up but it was no good. A few sparks spat out from the device and smoke trailed from it as Brett sighed and walked out of his room. When he got back to the bridge of the ship Yoko saw him and shouted, Brett! Youre awake!Size Matters 2: Total Blackout5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He smiled at her and said, Yeah, Im feeling a lot better.
Josh glanced over his shoulder and said, You should it take it easy Brett. You got hurt pretty bad back there.
Brett crossed his arms and said, That was nothing! I barely even felt it! Im feeling perfectly normal now!
The Party Hasn't Ended Part 5The Party Hasn't Ended Part 5 starring Rainbow DashThe Party Hasn't Ended Part 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight looked out the window of her study at the swirling black clouds and she frowned. "That is by far the strangest storm I have ever seen."
She had spent the afternoon trying to find information about the history of unnatural storms hitting Ponyville and by unnatural, she of course meant storms that had originated over the Everfree Forest rather than in the Storm Factory in Cloudsdale. But try as she may to concentrate, the whole business between Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie was preoccupying her.
She slammed the tome in front of her closed in frustration. "I've read that same sentence TEN TIMES now!" she muttered. "Confound these ponies! They drive me to distraction..."
She stared out the window. The whole town had been plunged into an eerie darkness. The winds that had come up around an hour ago were growing in intensity. The leaves of the tree the library had been built into shivered and rustled a
she carriedShe carriedshe carried8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A ballerina figurine
Ice cold text books
Cream powdered blush
Lost pens and pencils
Smooth colored ribbons
Sheets of paper
Crumpled and neat
With blurs of numbers
Her weighted transcript
Faked for dreams and hopes
For dad and mom
Outweighing her dance bag
Her secret ambition
Her shrouded love
For which she carried
The black leotard
A second skin
The ballet shoes
On tippy toes
Of rhythmic passion
Pumping her blood
Letting her breathe
But the burden
Squeezing her lungs
Dancing knees and toes
The ballerina figurine
Tossed at the mirror
Itty bitty pieces
Food Fight : A Felarya Story(Warning: The Following story contains giantesses, soft vore, some harsh language, and mild nudity. Just warning you. ^^ )Food Fight : A Felarya Story6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Deep within the maw of Felarya lies the Ascarlin Mountains, a harsh, near lifeless piece of god forsaken rock. The only things that survive here are the large monsters who prey on foolish travelers, and the crafty adventurers who have already gone to hell and back. For those who are able to survive, your risks will be rewarded with treasures beyond your imagination, gems worth more than their weight in gold, and shine like the heavens themselves. Although I am reluctant that you Yuka, my dearest friend, have decided to make this journey, I understand that with your current financial situation you have no other choice. Enclosed is a map towards your destination. Please be careful, Felarya is dangerous enough near home, I dare not think what could await you beyond the gates that protect our town. I wish you as much luck as I can and eagerly await the stories
Tickle Tiger Style Revenge (Cruel Version)Tiger Style 2 Revengeance (Cruel Version)Tickle Tiger Style Revenge (Cruel Version)1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
“Ryan? Is that you?”
The white tiger recognized the voice and turned away from the cafe’s counter, looking for the source of the greeting.
“Hey, it’s me!” a golden tiger waved from one of the tables behind him.
“Urgh.” Ryan grumbled under his breath.
Zack. His old sensei. Ryan thought he’d never have to see him again.
“Come over here! Let’s catch up.” He wore his usual cocky smile.
Ryan relented and brought his coffee up to the table, sitting down opposite to his previous master.
“What are you doing around here? I hadn’t seen you in so long.” The older tiger eagerly asked, laying his forearms on the table for support.
“My dojo is up there, around the corner. And what are YOU doing here, trying to get some converts?”
Zack laughed “Ha! No. I have a new dojo, the rent is cheaper. It’s a block from here, this is the nearest caf&
Story of the war torn loversStory of the war torn lovers10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Broken promise, sold to lies,
Sending out our young to die.
Cries of pain cut deep inside,
A single leader's ruthless pride.
War has just begun,
Too many gone to fight
For a country to be won
The blood the gore
For a fierce and unfeeling war
Shattered hearts, where dark abounds,
The shreds of light are never found.
Search the skies for loving sounds,
For only pain lurks on the ground.
Hope which I should look for I know
But when you realize the truth
You have to let it go
Move on into the dark night
I'm saying goodbye to the starlight
The tears that fall
From the isolated lover
Behind the cold brick wall
As death becomes a reality
There is no justice for us at all
Bullet wound, no will to fight,
Sinking to perpetual night.
Blood runs deep in fading light,
A single thought of dying fright.
On the cold air
No one talks of it
But whispers quietly to the dark
Of thoughts lost in fear
Some one you can't recognize
Death is always near
Hidden by the shadows
Laying with the newly
Warped-a Franken Fran fanfic"It's not like I'm making excuses for her." Okita said, giving an bored yawn.Warped-a Franken Fran fanfic5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Veronica frowned, fixing her gaze on the hybrid's twitching tail. She couldn't believe that he actually thought he could make any of her actions justified.
"She's just...Fran. She can't change her opinions so easily..."
"But what she does," Veronica's voice came out choked, and she swallowed quickly. She was never going to get those horrible images out of her head... "It's wrong. Doesn't she know it's wrong?"
"That's just the thing..Fran doesn't get it. Look at her. She thinks life should be treasured..she thinks everyone is like her. If she died-which is impossible, but bear with me-if she died, and woke up on some giant bug body, or just a head, or some other inhuman deformity..she wouldn't think twice about being thankful for the second chance she'd been given, to live."
Veronica turned her gaze to the ground. "But really.." she murmured. "She can't see that she makes people unhappy?"
"I guess not..I've of