Poetry - The Untold Oaths Indigo, Indigo Tribe - Lay of CompassionPoetry - The Untold Oaths6 years ago in Spoken Word More Like This
Through endless gloom, 'cross paths unkown,
Your pain and grief become my own,
When strength has failed, all courage flown,
Recall our rhyme--
You're not alone!
Orange, Agent Orange's Credo - Greed
On every world my lust will dine,
No other light will stand to shine,
Now lay your souls upon greed's shrine,
For all is naught--
'till all is mine!
My Transformation DreamsMy Transformation DreamsMy Transformation Dreams3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Written just after I awoke, hence the first person view or storylikeness.
We lived in a world full of evil dragons. Me and the other young boys and girls are out in the middle of the night walking around in rows on a bridge over marshland or swampland. Led by the older people, we had to recite or chant something that we were to believe would vanquish the dragons from us.
Knowing that this wouldn't really work, I waited until I would not be seen by the elders and ducked out of the group. One of the others noticed and ducked out and followed me as I walked a little away from the group and climbed up onto the bridge railing.
I knew the only thing that would help us, would be to turn myself into a dragon. Something that was forbidden and permanent. The other boy knew what I was doing but didn't try to stop me. After a few moments I could here shouting as they had noticed us missing, time was pressing, and I said "I don't think I have it in me anymore." refer
Dancing Against the Seven Destinies 10Dancing Against the Seven Destinies 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Don't freak out don't freak out don't freak out
Taking heed to the panicked mantra continually played in her head, Katlyn schooled her face to show only curiosity rather than the dread she felt at the Turks potentially already finding her out as she asked, "Yes?"
As the future leader of the Turks adjusted the cuffs of his sleeves, Tseng responded, "May I have a moment of your time? I just want to ask a few questions."
THAT doesn't sound good. "Sure, I guess. What did you want to know?" Katlyn replied, shrugging her shoulders. She once again sent a word of thanks to Minerva's assistants for forcing her to go through all those acting lessons, including the ones on how to lie. Otherwise, she knew she would've been totally screwed, and not in a good way.
"Have you listened to the radio lately?"
Well, she could thankfully answer this one honestly "Not really. I mean, I've heard a glimpse of it on my
The Contortionist TeacherContortion has developed through many milestones in recent years the once circus-focused physical art has grown into a more widespread art platform, appearing in more popular venues such as the theatre and television, with the select few even going so far as to entertain some peoples' sexual fantasies with fetish photography.The Contortionist Teacher3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
However, contortion is more than just art to those involved it is a way of life. It spices up everyday life, from watching television while in the splits to sleeping with one's own legs wrapped around their head, and also helps with general health in wellbeing. With contortion bringing in money as well, it can be one of surprisingly few ways to have a sustainable life from something one just does all day.
Yet while contortion is so beneficial if one just maintains their flexibility and their lifestyle, there are some contortionists that want to achieve more. They train everyday to increase their flexibility above and beyond what was imaginable, and e
thirstwe will swallow rivers; meandering,thirst4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
on our humid lips
Turning Blue Chapter 3Chapter 3: When Life Refuses to give you Lemons…Turning Blue Chapter 32 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jake had arrived at his shop and left the close sign on the door. He didn’t want to be bothered while he looked at the gum, and besides, it was a Wednesday, no little kids would be out of school until later. He went to his office and pulled out his tools. Jake’s favorite class was science, and his abilities with it were what was going to help him solve the puzzle that was this gum. This tiny little gum could turn people into huge blueberries. There had to be some major science involved to get this gum to hold that much juice and not harm the chewer in anyway. If a person tried to fill themselves up with air, or water or whatever, it would most certainly do more harm than good so finding out what made the gum tick would prevent any accidents. Jake pulled out his microscope and started working.
It had been 10:00 AM when he first arrived at the shop and now it was pushing 3:30. The kids would be getting o
Midnight ComfortThe moon was still high in the dark starry sky, and most of the creatures were fast asleep, safe within their homes. The nocturnal ones were out and about, searching for their unfortunate victims to become a midnight snack. One creature in particular, Axel, who was perhaps the most feared creature in the area, was crepuscular, meaning he was most active during dawn and dusk. This also meant that normally he would be asleep at this time.Midnight Comfort2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tonight however, was different. Ever since meeting Jill, a human he had found whilst hunting many months ago, he had found himself to be very protective over her. Lately, she was not doing so well. She had been having serious nightmare issues. Most of them involved his death. Jill had a very strong fear of losing him due to her secondary fear of being alone. These fears were the cause of most of her nightmares following a small fire that almost turned into a very bad situation.
As the one who took her in and gave her a home with him, he felt it was his
Berryboy Part 2It was confirmed. English Literature lectures could suck both the energy and mental capacity from even a star athlete. He just wished he'd had a shoulder to rest his head on half way through. Maybe then he wouldn't have hit it on the desk as it lost the support of his neck. As the French would say: merde.Berryboy Part 27 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
He'd tried to be quick in packing his things back into his bag after ancient history class, but Sandra was just that little bit faster. Man, it was kind of lonely with no one to talk to. The only one he could talk to was more elusive than the Loch Ness Monster. Not that he'd ever publicly compare her to the Loch Ness Monster, but aw, never mind.
The cold stone hallways of this haunted mansion they called a college came alive once again, buzzing with gaudily clad students. Something a little odd there. Ben wore a dark olive T-shirt, indigo jeans and black sneakers, and at the moment, they were some of the darkest clothes in the whole building. Well, maybe loud was in right now. Be
Berryboy Part 3They made me. They made me do it. Nope, it's your own fault. Whatever happens hereafter rests entirely on your shoulders. No matter how broad they are.Berryboy Part 37 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
As he stood there in the vacant, echoing change room, his body unsheathed, he noticed that he was not quite the same. There was something about him that made him seem larger. He looked into a small mirror hanging on the dirty grey wall. The front, then the side. There it was. His chest was bigger. The pectorals jutted out like small airbags, before his torso curved into a slender waist. He ran a hand down the opposite arm, feeling the shoulder, gripping the bicep with his fingers. It wasn't that big this morning. It was as if he'd done almost a month's worth of bodybuilding in a matter of hours. Everywhere, his arms, legs, chest, stomach, consumed by the contours and flawless shape of solid muscle. He was surprised. No frightened. He knew that he was definitely physically larger than he was when he stepped into the school. But
Pop StarPOP STARPop Star8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
__________by Alec Deluxe____________
Daphne stood at the edge of the stage, looking out at the empty arena. As usual, her long blond hair drooped over her shoulders, her body tightly packaged into a white jumpsuit that clung to every smooth, round curve of her young lithe body. One hand was clenched into a fist that pressed upon her hip; the other held a large cup of cappuccino.
"God, that was disastrous!" said the spoiled pop star. "Did you see all those empty seats? The press is going to tear me a new one!"
"What can I say? You just don't fill up stadiums like you used to," said Daphne's manager, Ashley, who was a tall brunette who liked wearing black leather, as she did now, her black leather coat matching her boots, pants, and halter-top.
Daphne spun around to her. "And whose fault is that?
Choconu P4: Shaped and StuffedChoconu RevealedChoconu P4: Shaped and Stuffed3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part 4: Shaped and Stuffed
The girls ran.
Past conveyor belts where machines deposited chocolate into molds, up and down mezzanines where massive whirring machines below wrapped individual pieces with foil, between giant mixing kettles filled with liquid caramel, each of them appearing as lethal as the man following after them.
But they didn't know where they were going. Sweets was gone and there were no exit signs - for in this factory there were no workers. And this complex was enormous.
"Where are we?" Mary panted, taking a break to lean on a railing.
Brittany looked almost ready to keep running and leave her behind, but seeing her new friend stop to take a breath seemed to make her realize how tired she was too. She looked around nervously as Tiff stood by, waiting.
"I don't know," Brittany said. "I don't know how we'll get out of here. But we stand a much better chance as long as we stick together."
"Yeah," Tiff agreed. "You know, I was thinking... there ar
My Blueberry AdventureMy Blueberry Adventure4 years ago in Settings More Like This
My Blueberry Adventure
Today was a special day; today I was taking a tour of Wonka's magical factory. I won one of the golden tickets in a Wonka bar which meant I was able to go and see things most people dreamed of. I wasn't able to bring anyone along with me since the contest was for people 18 and over so I stood outside with the other winners. I soon noticed that all the other winners were female. The first girl I saw was a very curvaceous Hispanic girl with long brown hair named Jen. Her outfit consisted of a red tank top with an enormous amount of cleavage, a pair of black leggings (probably because she couldn't fit her hips and rear into jeans) and a pair of flashy sneakers.
The next girl was a hipster girl named Paige. She had short black hair, pale skin, a blue v neck t-shirt, black skinny jeans and a pair of slip on sneakers. She was a skinny girl but with surprisingly wide hips and round rear. The two of us started getting along and had conversations almost immedi
The Old Suit - Chapter 6CHAPTER 6The Old Suit - Chapter 65 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Neither of us said a word as me and Joshua got back into the truck after the burger disaster. Once we were both inside and a few blocks away from the gawking burger joint employees, he took out a packet of moist wipes and did his best to clean my ketchup-splattered face as I sat in embarrassment, my cheeks still even after all of it was wiped away. After he had cleaned me up he started working on my incredibly messy shirt and jacket. "...What the...?" Before Joshua even had the chance to start mopping up the condiments they started to fade on their own, within seconds leaving the suit as if it were brand new. Joshua was dumbfounded. "...I think we better hurry. This thing...is something else."
By the time we pulled up in front of the dilapidated house that Joshua was directing us towards, the sun was beginning to set, and the buttons of the old suit were starting to get tight. Up until this point, the suit was snug, but still seemed to fit my large form without any sort of st
The Blaine Game"Agent Blaine, we need you to figure out why there is a shortage of rubber bands in the world. I'll upload the coordinates to your navi-system and you'll be on your way"The Blaine Game4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sure thing Jerry!" said a happy-go-lucky Blaine
Blaine was quickly becoming one of WOOHP's top agents since being moved back to the states and with numerous victories and quick intellect he picked up while at his last job of being an assassin. His relationship with WOOHP agent Clover was never better and he finally felt he belonged. He walked to the hanger where his WOOHP Jet was waiting for him, along with his nifty gadgets to help with the mission. His first stop was an office supply warehouse to take inventory. The Jet blasted off and he was on his way to a new mission.
Meanwhile, a figure stood at the door of the warehouse, waiting for it to open. As soon as the garage door reached the top, he dashed in and headed for the nearest and tallest create to hide behind before the shipment truck drove in. The mysterious
Choconu P5: Done and DoneChoconu RevealedChoconu P5: Done and Done3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part 5: Done and Done
The factory carried on around them as James smirked at Sweets. The camera stared back unblinking.
Motors whirred as liquid chocolate was pumped into the molding machinery. Oil dripped into a collection pan from a joint in a pipe. A periodic loud BANG echoed through the room as the molds were struck, ejecting their tiny chocolates onto a belt. Sections of foil were sliced off a roll as a machine wrapped them at a speed of 80 per minute. Candy tumbled off a conveyor belt into a massive sack held aloft on a hoist, waiting to be transported to packaging. Fallen pieces that hit the floor were swept to an open chute to be defoiled, purified, remelted, and sent back to molding.
A never-ending system. A mass producer of sheer bliss - and today, of terror. There might be a dozen ways for one to meet their end here - or a hundred? A thousand? Perhaps countless ways to go out in a chocolate factory. Part of James regretted he'd used his victims
Berryboy Part 1Stand still a second. Close your eyes. Take a deep breath. Relax. Keep walking. Ow! Open your eyes, then keep walking. Come on, it's just your first day of college. What could happen?Berryboy Part 17 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
From his very first day of kindergarten, Benjamin Bloom had been towards the top of the class, and ever since that first day, the thought of starting a new year in a new place made him tremble from head to toe. He was fit, handsome, funny and very smart, but what brought him back down to our level was his fear of failure. He may have been able to ace any task given to him, but the point before starting it, he became paralysed with fear. He was certain that he'd screw up. On one hand, he could be shy and self-deprecating at times. On the other hand, this phobia made him work twice as hard to achieve perfection. His fear also turned him into putty in the hands of girls. He'd do anything to impress them. He just wanted them to like him. He wanted anyone to like him. Everyone always did, but some little demon
Monsters Under My BedMonsters.Monsters Under My Bed2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Monsters are under my bed.
I would try and get help.
But people would laugh at me.
'There's no such thing as monsters!' They would tell me.
They didn't know how wrong they were.
The monsters were horrible.
They taunted me, raking their ethereal claws across my face, leaving invisible scars.
People wondered why I was so 'different'.
It was the mental scars that changed me, making me into a whole new person.
Go ahead, tell me that monsters don't exist.
I dare you.
But one day, you'll be their next victim.
And you're going to regret every single word that slipped past your lips.
One night, the monsters crawled out of their hiding.
They took my life in my sleep.
But still, no one believed in their existence.
They'll be coming for you next.
Broke Part 1The sun was just beginning to set when Tyler got home from his friends. He had spent the day since school playing xBox with him, and they had decided that Tyler officially won at every game he touched. Since it was a Friday, he didnt really have a time limit for staying there. He walked in the door and proceeded to his kitchen. He hadn't eaten since lunch at school, due to his friend demanding approximately 27 rematches and keeping him too occupied for snacks. He dropped his backpack by the counter and walked toward the giant fridge his family had. He opened the fridge and found some french onion dip for potato chips. He pulled it out of the fridge and hunted through the pantry for a fresh bag of Lays. Once he reached his goal, he grabbed both the dip and the chips and walked to the living room.Broke Part 16 years ago in Erotic More Like This
It wasn't until he was on the couch that he realized nobody was home. He looked out the window and saw that no cars
Julia and Tanya Part 4It was 2 am when Julia glanced at the TV clock after blinking her eyes open. She lay there for a moment, enjoying the soft warmth of her friend's thighs on her cheek before she slowly sat up. She stood and stretched, scratching her rear end as she did so. "Ugh I think my butt has already gotten bigger from that ridiculous breakfast. How long did I sleep for anyways?" She quickly did the math in her head, calculating that she had just taken a 10 hour nap. "Whoa " she thought, "I guess that food really knocked me out huh?" She looked at her large friend, still asleep on the couch. Tanya's belly had digested the majority of their massive meal and while it didn't look as tight, there was no denying that the girl had gained some weight. "No two ways about it now," thought Julia, "Tanya has definitely crossed the chubby line she's in fat territory now."Julia and Tanya Part 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Tanya's gut sat on her lap so that her panties were invisible when looking straight on, quivering slightly with each labored
The Old Suit - Chapter 5CHAPTER 5The Old Suit - Chapter 55 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was another cold night, not unlike most nights in the village of Felton. Children were already asleep in their beds, mothers starting to doze off themselves with bedtime stories still in their hands. The light breeze carried up from the town square for miles, even up to the chateau of Alexander Alabaster, known by many as "the ice king". The richest man in Felton, and in fact the owner of the entire town.
Felton wasn't always very big. In fact, for many years it was scarcely more than nine or ten families living together. But that was before the Alabasters moved in. No one really knows where they came from or why they had arrived at Felton, but within days they had bought the entire surrounding area, building more and more houses for it's residents until they had coaxed it into a small, bustling village. The last thing the Alabasters built was the chateau. Elmyra Alabaster, Alexander's wife, is the one who felt that their house should overlook the rest of the village, for
Moms Blueberry Janelle's mom was hard at work in the kitchen, chopping up various vegetables an what not for dinner she was preparing. She put her knife down an wiped a little bit of sweat from her forehead, than cleaned her hands on her black apron that she wore. Her head turned towards the door as she heard a smacking sound.Moms Blueberry7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Whats for dinner mom?" Janelle stood in the doorway, smacking her lips an chewing her gum.
"Just making some roast beef an mashed potato's, your favorite." She replied.
"Oooh that does sound good, thats just what the gum you gave me tastes like." Janelle rubbed her belly an looked at her mom. "I thought you said it was blueberry gum though."
Her mom smiled an walked over to Janelle, "Are you sure you cant taste it yet?"
"MMMMM there it is! Wow its so intense!" She started to gulp down mouthfulls of juice.
"Ah thats better, now it tastes like blueberry?" Her mom reached up an put her finger on Janelles blue nose.
"Mhm yes it tastes very much like blueber
Denny'sCouldn't find it! He simply couldn't find it! I'm so screwed, he thought in despair. This is what I hate most about fast food places. When you lose something in the restaurant, you're likely to never come across it ever again. There are so many people coming in and out that if one of them didn't pick up what you've forgotten, another one will find and take it―and it won't be a good person.Denny's3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That notebook was his life! Without it―
"Excuse me, sir?" A man wearing a Denny's uniform tapped him on the shoulder from behind. "Are you Bruce Perlowin? The one who wrote this journal?" He proffered the familiar notebook to him.
No! Say it! Deny that it ever belonged to―
"Yes, it's mine. May I have it back?"
"The police have already surrounded the place. You sure you still want it?"
He sighed. "No, guess I don't."