Lord of the Rings in KlingonTranslation by knightswhodontsayniLord of the Rings in Klingon4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
wej Qeb jaw'IHpu'vaD chalbIngDaq,
(Three rings for the Elven-kings under the sky,)
Soch jaw'machpu'vaD naghjuHmeychajDaq,
(Seven for the Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone,)
Hut jubbe'Humanpu'vaD Sanrup Hegh,
(Nine for the mortal men doomed to die,)
wa' mIghjaw'vaD mIghquSDajDaq,
(One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne,)
puH morDorDaq QIbmey QotDaq.
(In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie.)
wa' Qeb che' HochvaD, wa' Qeb tu'chaHvaD,
(One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them,)
wa' Qeb qemchaHvaD 'ej Hurgh'avchaHDaq,
(One Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them,)
puH morDorDaq QIbmey QotDaq.
(In the land of Mordor where the shadows lie.)
DragonsDragonsDragons2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Despite their mind-blowing appearances, Dragons are classified as Beings due to their intelligence, power, majesty; the list goes on, they are the most powerful of all magickal creatures.
A dragon averages 30 feet tall upon adulthood, but they never stop growing throughout their lives although their growth slows the more they age.
An ability every dragon has is the ability to exert both their mystical force and an effect of fear that never fails to freeze untrained people in overwhelming fear, leaving them unable to think, transfixed, and immobile: This is known as Dragonfear.
Dragons are capable of shapeshifting into an Avatar, a form that is human, elf, dwarf, whatever the Dragon prefers. This does however cause them to become more vulnerable as they do not enjoy the full of their powers and abilities, which become limited upon changing into their Avatar form.
Long ago, all Dragons were (more or less) the same in appearance except for the colors of their scales and all
BIG GUY AND RUSTY THEME SONGBIG GUY AND RUSTY THEME SONG7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"Watch the skies, coming at you,
A hero of metal hue,
He locks horns with disaster,
For the red and white and blue,
Then was born a boyrobot,
Miracle of science,
Ready to battle large monsters,
Supercharged and quick on the draw,
Pretty darn good, but he needs help,
The Big Guy, he's a big deal,
Heart of gold, and fists of steel,
Clobbering evil entities, with Rusty at his heel,
Now that they're a mighty team,
The boy robot lives his dream,
To be a legend in history,
The Big Guy and Rusty!"
First DateHenry “Beast” McCoy knew this arrangement aggravated Agent Brand. But she had recruited him for this “job” because of his different sensibilities, and thus had to defer to his judgment. Her profuse protests over the phone had given him an almost perverse sense of pleasure when he proposed the idea. Why couldn’t they just meet up at her apartment, she’d asked. He wasn’t “that kind of boy,” he’d answered. Eventually, she had no choice but to cave in to his demands.First Date2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And now they were on their first date. All soldier, she marched through the front door. Henry wondered if she was capable of turning it off. At least she had replaced the S.W.O.R.D. uniform with a gray pants suit... although for all Hank knew, she had it on underneath. Probably had it on underneath.
Always a gentleman, Henry stood and pulled her seat out for her. “I must say, Agent Brand,” Henry said, his baritone voice practically purring with smugness, &
what lies with in chapter 1what lies with in chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
What lies with in.
The wind blew around the open field and past the green trees towards a group of three ninjas on the ground one laying down covered in blood and the others over looking the scene.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe in, "Sakura come on focus now!"
"Naruto shut up you bone head , I am just shh!" again I take a deep breath in and focus my chakra in to my hands that where resting over the open wounds on his chest. "right Naruto hold him down this is going to hurt him so keep tight!"
"OK!" Naruto held his arms down and had a shadow clone hold down his legs. I focused my chakra and started the healing process
"s sak..sakura." he barely made it a whisper but that told me that there was a chance I had to save him and I had to do it now.
" I know Sasuke is alright you're friends are here for you now." he didn't speak again but he stayed contusion and didn't pass out just looked in to my eye the whole
An OperationAn Operation3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The feeling of a trigger never seemed to change. Whether you were a soldier or a Shinigami didn't matter worth a damn; that cold sliver of metal always felt too thin to be holding back so much death.
It was like sealing back a waterfall with a napkin.
Utsuro's finger was begging to twitch, to just puncture that tiny wall and let loose the flood. He felt the weight of the world resting on a frail little joint that was never meant to have that kind of power. But his years of training as a sniper kept the bones rigid. And now, with his breath trailing white into the cold, wet air of Tokyo proper, the Captain made use of his experience to remain focused.
He had scouted the location, himself; tall shadows and cardboard boxes stacked high into the run-down alleyway hid the ivory sheen of his Bankai. His own temperance masked its power, which licked at the underside of his skin, begging for a window from w
The Realist, The EndThe Realist, The End4 years ago in Drama More Like This
Fenris lifted his head and struggled to look through his pale hair. He heard himself shout for her but the words seemed far from him, as if spoken by another. He pulled himself to his knees with support from his blade and searched the hill before him. The bright golden glow that bathed the scene before him was starting to fade and the form of a woman came to view.
She was hunched over but not in pain- this was determination. She swung the rotten wood stave in front of her at a slaver before pulling her free hand back to form an orb that caught the rain as ice. She flung it forward at the man and Fenris watched in amazement as it froze the slaver in place. With a twirl and a slam from her stave, he crashed to countless pieces at her feet. Another came at her back but with pure hatred in her eyes, she turned and clenched her fist in the man's direction. A moment later he was engulfed in a darkness that lifted him to the air and seemed to pull his own body in on him. He screame
What It Is To Burn 1Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender. However, I do own this story. Enjoy!What It Is To Burn 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The biting arctic air whipped against Princess Azulas face. Her hands gripped the cool metal railing of her ships deck as her golden eyes took in every detail of the icy, oceanic landscape. It was getting dark and her crew would soon stop for the night, but right now she wanted to put as much distance between herself and the Fire Nation as possible.
Azula, a voice called from behind her. She heard the quiet fall of footsteps coming closer, but did not turn to lookinstead choosing to keep her gaze out over the water. A warm hand fell on her back, as its owner came to stand beside the Princess and looked at her imploringly. The cook just finished making a delicious roast duck.
Im not hungry, Ty Lee, she replied, casting the girl a sideways glance.
You havent eaten all day.
I told you, I
Commissioned FanfictionAstrophysics and other forms of AttractionCommissioned Fanfiction3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A Darkwing Duck Fanfiction
by J. Mohr
"The city tosses and turns in a restless sleep as criminals, villains and other evil-doers stalk her streets. Discreetly the Dark Defender dares the dank, dreary derelicts of downtown dutifully dogging the dregs of society as the prey upon the downtrodden"
"Hey DW! Can't we stop for a minute? We've been patrolling for hours and haven't seen a thing!"
The masked mallard deflated at his partner's remarks. "Way to kill the mood Launch Pad." He sighed as he scanned the streets below. "Honestly, what's a guy got to do to find a mugging in this town!" he exclaimed in frustration.
"Aw cheer up DW, you can't expect to have action and adventure every day, it'd be like living in an after school cartoon!"
"I guess " Darkwing replied sullenly.
"Hey why don't we head back to the tower? Maybe we'll catch something on the news, or maybe SHUSH left a message
The Black Legend: Chapter 11The Black Legend: Chapter 113 years ago in Drama More Like This
The Oblivion Gate was something very new, very strange and very demoralizing for Hyascinthe. Had Anascia not been with her, the sneaky dark elf would have likely ended up as dinner for the daedroth. The giant, crocodile-like beasts would have taken far too many arrows to take down. Lucky for her, Anascia greeted the monsters with a shield bash to the face in unwavering valor.
Thanks to Anascia, the dark elf not only had her life, she now had knowledge of what to expect with the gates and knew how to get rid of them. Perhaps even more important, Hyascinthe was able to watch Farwil Indarys tuck his tail and run in the other direction to get away from her. The poor thing seemed to have forgotten his oath to court her. All in all, it was a good thing: Farwil left the gate up to more experienced fighters and returned home. Anascia made true to her word, so the Count would surely offer aid to Bruma.
The only thing that confused Hyascinthe was the fact that this gate wasn't like the one in Kv
The Balance of the Mind, Body, and Spirit TeaserThe Balance of the Mind, Body, and Spirit Teaser3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Balance of the Mind, Body and Spirit
Her name is Korra.
She is the Avatar.
The spirtual embodiment of the planet in human form with the unique ability to wield the four elements: Water, Earth, Fire, and Air.
Her presence brings balance and peace throughout the entire world.
She is headstrong, rebellious, powerful, courageous, and compassionate.
But she still is unable to gain full control over her emotions, one of which that was still managing to cause her and those closest to her vast problems.
An emotion that she is unable to successfully control, one that can overwhelm even the most serene and placid of beings.
Korra had once again failed to connect with the spiritual side of her Avatar training. She has overcome so much in her life, individually mastering the four elements, yet it seemed that her
Orochimaruxreader-Requested :)-part 1Orochimaruxreader-Requested :)-part 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
~AT THE NINJA ACADEMY~
And _____,since you and Juriya had about the same scores,you will be on teams with Tsunadae and Orochimaru.
"What?!you and Juriya say at the same time.
"Sensei why do I have to be on teams with a creep like Orochimaru?!"You shout.
"Yeah and why do I have to be on teams with that tomboy Tsunadae?!"Juriya said.
"What did you say?!"Tsunadae said.
"You heard me ugly!"Juriya replied.
"Come over here and say that!"Tsunadae said holding up a fist.Juriya just ignored her and looked back at the teacher.
"Simple,you two are the worse and they are the best,any questions?"You both pout and sit back down at your seats.
"Man,this stinks we gotta be on teams with that crazy Tsunadae."Juriya said.
"And that snake Orochimaru."You added."He just walks around like he's so cool and junk,makes me sick."Juriya smiled at you.
"Yeah but at least we are on the same team."He said.
"Yeah,that's a plus I suppose but still,on teams with them?What a total drag these missions will b
We are...We are the geniusesWe are...9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are the fools
We are the ones whose hidden worlds you'll never…
We are the ones who are giving up
Sitting by the sidelines
Pens, inks, blood, glass, paint
Mediums of information overload
Twisted thalidomide deformities
Surgeon General's Warning:
Opening of your mind can lead to ridicule
Dripping vagary in blackened tubes
Reddened hue on hide
The drops that drip and shatter
Ever living currents of life
What once was new is old again.
A veteran of local wars
The bullet rips the strings
The bow impales the sound
The artist bleeds his heart out
On his twisted hidden ground
We are the normal ones
There was never anything wrong
The creaking ceiling fan
That blows new doubt into the shadows
And the singing window pain
The fight in expectation
No one here but us birds
Feel the flesh upon your tongue
When god put his voice unto the air
It exposed your ribs
Your golden slotted shadow
Cathylove Commentaries: My ImmortalCathylove Commentaries: My Immortal2 years ago in Humor More Like This
April: Hello. I know I said I wouldn't commentate on this, but I couldn't resist. Enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: I own only my own comments. Todd/Tara Gilebie owns My Immortal. And the trademark "FOK OF, PREPZ!111"
AN: Special fangz
April: Fangz? Ok then, Tara.
(get it, coz Im goffik)
April: An insult to goths everywhere. Real ones like Gwen and Sam, I mean.
2 my gf (ew not in that way)
April: You brought it up, you stupid girl!
raven, bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da story and spelling.
April: This...is the edited version?
U rok! Justin ur da luv of my deprzzing life u rok 2! MCR ROX!
April: One of the first things I agree with Tara about. That MCR rocks, I mean.
Hi my name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way
April: Just what were you're parents smoking?
and I have long ebony black hair (that's how I got my name)
April: They must have had no
Insane LoveDon't.Insane Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hold my hand.
Let me cry in your arms.
Talk about love and the future.
Tease me to cheer me up.
Read over my shoulder the poem I'm writing.
Speak to me.
You'll learn to hate me...
You'll learn to ignore me...
All of those things.
Save me from myself.
I'd ask you to do it.
You're not real. You're caught in my mind.
A character. A fake identity of a person I want to want me.
Thats why don't.
Because reality breaks me when you leave.
The Black Legend: Chapter 6The Black Legend: Chapter 63 years ago in Drama More Like This
Hyascinthe had very little choice; at least, this is what she tried to tell herself repeatedly as the highly annoying altmer followed her back to Leyawin. She had successfully slain Phillida without detection, but the guards saw her in the water when she severed his finger. Luckily, they hadn't seen enough of her to determine her race or physical features. In their pursuit of her, she crashed into this altmer who instantly asked if she would be willing to aid in some foolish quest. Hyascinthe agreed and the two women traveled to Fort Blueblood, where the dunmer killed what she had inadvertently assumed to be the target. Regardless, this Anothir had gotten what she came for and the two began their march back to Leyawin.
"I hate this part of Cyrodiil," it began to whine. "It smells so awful. There are bugs everywhere I think I just ate one! Yuck!"
"If you kept your mouth closed," Hyascinthe, although annoyed, couldn't help be smile, "you wouldn't eat any now, would you?" Maybe it
Werewolf Genre Guilty Pleasures"There's a place for everything,Werewolf Genre Guilty Pleasures2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
There's a place for everything
Where it ought to be"
If you've read my earlier essay (http://fav.me/d5t6ss7), you know that there are tropes and aspects of the werewolf genre that really bother me. Some of them I feel are completely broken or reflective of a creative culture that I feel is outright broken (Hollywood's depiction of women being the big one). Yet there are some things in the genre that I know are clichéd and kind of stupid, but I like them anyway. I know that it's not what the refined werewolf snob should be doing, yet I put it in my own work.
Odds are that some of your own favorite - and least favorite - werewolf genre stuff will be in here. That's okay. This isn't an essay to bash what I think is wrong. It's a monument to suspension of disbelief. Ultimately, werewolves can be whatever you want, provided that you can get your audience to buy into it.
In no particular order, of my five guilty p
A Dark-Hunter HalloweenA Dark-Hunter HalloweenA Dark-Hunter Halloween8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Stomping her foot like a petulant child, Simi sauntered away from the human boy dressed as a vampire. She had been delighted to find the boy. The boy, no older than eighteen and probably on his way to a party, has also been delighted…at first. When Simi started talking barbeque, Acheron, leader of a group of immortal warriors known as the Dark-Hunters, had to intervene.
Whirling on the spiked heel of her thigh-high boots, Simi confronted the terrified human again.
"You're lucky, boy. If akri hadn't been here, you'd be toast. No, not toast. Barbeque. Flame-broiled. Mmm," Simi's eyes closed as if savoring the thought. When they snapped back open, her eyes flashed red for a moment before returning to the vibrant green shade she was wearing tonight. "You'd deserve it, too. You got Simi all excited, thinking she was gonna get to fry some Daimon. But, no. You just had to be a human. Why you dressing as a Daimon anyway? I know
A Dark Gift for Palpatine- Winter Art JamA Dark Gift for PalpatineA Dark Gift for Palpatine- Winter Art Jam1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
It was the same dream, over and over. Barriss Offee had remained in her prison cell for a week, after confessing to heinous crimes of treason, betrayal, sabotage and murder.
She had remained without emotion, except for thinking back on the trial, and the dream she kept having. Was it a vision? If it was, it filled her with dread.
Every night, the dream felt cold, like an artificial death, and black like an evil skin. She could hear a sort of lifeless machinery going on, a terrible breathing noise, and a scream that was female.
Every night the dream ended in the same dreadful way. The breathing, cold machines at work, and the blackness with a shape. A female shape that was clawing from the void, with a brief scream silenced forever. And a voice that said one phrase over and over. "Still alive." Was this to be her future?
She would wake from the dream with a small gasp, feeling claustrophobic, gasping for air, and feeling the cold, the blackness,
Best Haiku EverHaikus are easyBest Haiku Ever8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
But sometimes they don't make sense
the lovethe love5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The artist and the writer.
They never know how much they depend on one another.
Their spirits intertwined and flowing out onto the paper.
They complete one another. Willingly. Lovingly. Happily.
They don't fear the small things.
In the end the memories etched out together will forever remain.
And in the end of days when their hands are unstedy from age,
and their eyes dulled they hold each other's hands together
ready for their eternity.