Character Voice Exercise IIMy Characters (hover over to see names)Character Voice Exercise II2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
9. Your character is about to leave the house in the morning when they realize that they are snowed in.
Rose: Yes! Snow day! It's a perfect day for Debussy!
Dark: What the... (stares)
Zaen: Dark! Something happened! A white substance is covering everything outside! Do you know what's going on? Dark!
Kirrah: ...I must call Rose. (calls) Rose. The world is white. What is happening?
Athryl: That is... Th-that is unnatural. Surely it can be explained... (sticks hand into snow to observe its texture and wails) Ahh! It burns! What is this? (begins to cry)
10. Another character spills warm coffee all over your character's shirt, then immediately begins apologizing.
Rose: No, it's okay. It's fine. I-I'll get another shirt.
Dark: (observes shirt with a frown) 'S fine. I'll get a new one. Ya can't stain black.
Zaen: I-It's fine. I'll put on
i slit my wrist todayi slit my wrist todayi slit my wrist today10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
nobody had a clue
i cut until it bled
i didnt know what else to do
i slit my wrist today
not that you would care
and a scar it shall remain
because you were not there
i slit my wrist today
and then i popped some pills
to the point where i cant feel
to live i have no will
i slit my wrist today
then fell to the floor
i didnt want to get up
but i felt i needed more
i slit my wrist today
but the pain i cannot feel
because emotions mixed
and this feels so unreal
i slit my wrist today
there was no other way
no words that i could say
i slit my wrist today
In defense of BroniesOn October 10th 2010, the first episode of the 4th incarnation of the My Little Pony franchise aired. This began the cartoon known as My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Normally this would have gone unnoticed by most people except for young girls. However the show caught the attention of others on 4chan. These people, many of them adult males found that after watching it, they actually enjoyed the show. This in turn started a subculture known as bronies who are basically men, usually young adults who enjoy My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.In defense of Bronies2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Now those of you who are not fans of the show may be wondering "How can a grown man like My Little Pony?". That's what I thought when I first heard about Friendship is Magic and it's male fan base. At first I mocked the show and it's subculture since the thought of grown men liking My Little Pony just sounded stupid. It didn't help that I'd mostly lost faith in modern cartoons and preferred stuff like Looney Tunes or Tom and Jerry. But eventuall
I'm Fine.I'm Fine.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Two lies spoken,
More often than all,
In reality I'm broken,
As limp as a doll.
Look at my smile,
What hides silent truth,
Judge my petty trial,
Uncover rotten youth.
Under porcelain skin,
Where black and white align,
With a sinister grin,
I'll tell you I'm fine.
Emotionless KissIt's not like I can even fight it so why do I still attempt..Emotionless Kiss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To drag myself out of my self created lament..?
I tried to make things right but I can't force out your repent...
You're standing right next to me so why do you feel so distant?!
I only wish
To take your hand
Pull you in close
And do everything that I can
To keep you
I wanted to make you mine
Though I waited and waited
You never gave me a sign
It's not like I try to hide it so why is it that you ignore me?
I've got no one to confide in and you won't even reassure me...
Maybe when I'm gone you'll finally start missing me...
It's strange that when I'm dead how you'll finally start listening..
And I hope
That you're happy with this
We can try to save ourselves
With an emotionless kiss
But it's too late
You've missed your chance
Let your love die
And lost out on our romance
I really wish that you could hear me as I'm crying out in pain..
But in this blanketing darkness nothing ever will look the same...
El arte de la autopromocionEl arte de la autopromocion4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Hace poco compré un libro llamado " I had be rather in the studio" (Prefiero quedarme en el estudio) de la autora Alyson Stanfield. Lo compré porque me llamó la atención su slogan "la guía para artistas: no más excusas para la autopromoción" .
Todos los artistas tenemos excusas para no "auto promocionarnos" , algunas de las más frecuentes excusas son : "no tengo tiempo" , "no sé por dónde empezar" , "soy muy introvertido/tímido" , "no tengo dinero" , pero la excusa más frecuente para no salir al mundo es "prefiero quedarme en el estudio / prefiero quedarme en mi casa".
Para que nuestro arte sea conocido tenemos que auto-promocionarnos. Es vital , es fundamental. Y más si quieres sacar dinero de tu arte.
¿Sabe tu vecino que dibujas? Si no , necesitas autopromoción de urgencia. Las primeras personas que necesitas enseñarle que dibujas es tu fam
I collect bad decisions.I don't miss it anymore.I collect bad decisions.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
These last few weeks we've learned more about ourselves than we ever hoped to know. We've met the monsters that live under our skin and make our old lives seem distant like memories. Like someone we used to know once upon a time and half forgot. An uncomfortable reminder that the people we've become aren't necessarily the best people we could be.
But, darling, we get by.
You used to always tell me that talk was cheap. Or worthless, even. You told me just because I was still speaking to you didn't mean I was saying a damn thing worth hearing. I mean after all, if you can't say it in a 160 characters, it's not worth saying, baby. I thought you were something special. I was wrong.
You were just like someone I used to know. A long, long time ago.
I grew up with all of your bad intentions. I grew up wondering who I would be if I never met you. Because for certain, knowing you has changed me more than I'd like to admit. More than I would have ever wanted. I'm not the
I know I am notI know I am notI know I am not2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Worthy of your grace, nor
Strong enough to embrace
The light and glory
In your eyes,
GoodbyeGoodbye2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The tears are running down my face,
As I think of you,
Leaving stains of tears and make up,
All along my cheeks.
I replay the only memory,
That I have left of you,
Looking at a picture of you.
It hurts so much,
Too much to bear,
The thought that you,
Are gone forever.
I would give anything,
Just to be in your arms again,
To see your face,
To touch you,
Just to say my last goodbye.
Some people think it's pathetic,
To still cry over you,
But fuck them all,
I still miss you,
And I just want to say goodbye to you.
Oh and by the way,
I love you.
Love is SuicideLooking into your eyesLove is Suicide8 years ago in Ballad More Like This
i see the pain you hide inside.
crying is your only weakness,
your painful tears make you speechless
"Just do it!
Kill youself like you said you would!"
he said "Im tired of waiting! maybe i should!"
"you cant stand to exist,
the knives the pills
you cant resist.
"Slice your wrists.
the pills make your stomach twist:
now its time, time for you to regret,
the painful memories you tried to forget.
was it worth it?
now they're flashing before your eyes.
now your remembering them as you die."
"I dont want to die." you said.
"I do not want to be dead!"
now its to late.
death is your fate.
Its been two days
since you passed away.
Everything that i said was true
even after all the pain you put me through
I will forever be cursed
with the sight of them
placing you into the hearse
I could have saved you
what have i done?
its to late now;
now that your gone
you wanted to live
i could tell
now death will forever stalk you
down in hell
I didnt think you would do it
Kiss Me BloodyKiss me bloody.Kiss Me Bloody2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Kiss me raw.
Slap me around.
Kick my jaw.
Kiss me stupid.
Kiss me sweet.
Cut my chest open.
Red lines so neat.
Kiss me stoned.
Kiss me bruised.
With a baseball bat.
Or steel toed boots.
Kiss me deadly.
Kiss me silent.
Kiss me secret.
Kiss me violent.
Kiss me lovely.
Treat me right.
Slit my throat.
Kiss me goodnight.
4: Mias, Elle, and...Abernos??"Stupid bloody magic!" Elle growled. She slammed the book on the table closed, dust floating up to her nose from the movement. She sneezed several times before leaning forward to rest her forehead against her palms, her frustration building.4: Mias, Elle, and...Abernos??3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For the past three days she had tried, to no avail, to find a way to break through the protection spell that was keeping her trapped. On the first day she had sprinted towards the open front door, hoping that she could break through with brute force and determination. Mias had been leaning over the banister, looking down at her with amusement. The instant she made contact with the open doorway she felt the empty space contract outwards as it gave under the force of her weight, before she was launched backwards into the manor where she landed without grace on her backside. Mias had roared with laughter, which she responded to with a finger that she hoped was universally known.
The second day was a day for experimenting. Elle decided to see if she co
Hollywood UndeadHollywood undead,Hollywood Undead6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Voices screaming through my head,
So much pressure to be like you,
Presenting lies that i see through,
You're no hero you're no saint,
You're the ones i love to hate,
Celebrities living it up,
As if the world hadn't heard enough.
Better believe they never cared,
About the destruction, devestation,
To them life's one big vacation,
Well the honeymoon stage is fading,
And i'm so very tired of waiting,
For reality to kick you in the face,
And put you right back into place.
On my toes you know you tread,
Fake smiles and fake people,
The combination is lethal,
Don't breath destruction breath in vain,
Let money take away the shame,
All the hurt and all the terror,
To you life is so much better.
You should be very scared,
For tonight you'll come to realise,
The truth behind your starry eyes.
and there's no time for goodbyes,
when you're despised, Hollywood, Undead.
T W O. T O. C O M P L E T E.In her world,T W O. T O. C O M P L E T E.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is a
Moon but no
Light but no shadow,
Love but no heart,
Thoughts but no mind.
Her memory exists
Solely as a dream.
Here, there is life
But no loss,
Her mother becomes
And her husband becomes
She will become her
Daughter's daughter yet again,
And find herself re-introduced
To her husband to start anew;
Never recalling previous lives.
There is paper
Yet no ink.
But no history.
In his world,
There is a
Sun but no
Ed Edd n' Eddy: Senior Year CH11Rating: TEd Edd n' Eddy: Senior Year CH1110 months ago in Romance More Like This
Author's Notes: Hello again, everyone. It is me, Mr. Alaska. As you can see, it has been about four months or so since last updated everyone's favorite Edd/Marie story. And, for that, I am sorry. What can I say? A whole mess of things happened. Major writer's block, hectic work schedule.... Basically life happened. So again, I am sorry if I made any of you think I was going on another hell'a long hiatus again. My bad. But no worries, kiddies. I am back with the next installment of Ed, Edd n' Eddy: Senior Year. So I'll spare with the recap, and just dive right back into the story. Hope it will be worth the wait.
Also, this is going to be another short, but Edd/Marie-filled chapter. So please don't hate me.
Chapter 11: The First Day, Part 2
'Well... So far this day is turning out to be just as I predicted it would be,' Double D thought, letting out a long, tired sigh as he sat down at his and his friends' respected lunch table. It was now lunch, and
Lips like Morphine .:Frerard:. 'I wanna girl with lips like morphine.'Lips like Morphine .:Frerard:.6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Frank starred at Gerard. His features were perfect. Jet black hair framed his gorgeous pale face. His eyes starred at Frank. Hazel, plain, chestnut eyes. They were rimmer with a thick layer of black eyeliner. But his lips were the best part. Even though they weren't big, lush, pink lips, they were still beauitful. Thin pale lips. Almost white.
'Knock me out everytime they touched me.'
Frank pulled his arm around Gerard's shoulders. He pulled Gerard a bit closer. Gerard stared at Frank's arm. He almost froze Frank's arm with his deadly gaze. he looked back at Frank. Frank smiled, as did Gerard. Frank's smile turned into a wide grin. Gerard's smile was rarely. You just wanna grab it and keep it in a jar forever. But he couldn't.
Night Chaser02:37am 22nd July - depart from London by commercial jet, business class.Night Chaser2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
00:53am 22nd July - arrive in New York an acceptable 7 minutes behind schedule.
Slaying an archangel is hard work. It takes a great deal of study, picking your mark, separating fact from legend, learning your target's tells and vulnerabilities. Even if you succeed, and when I tore Gabriel's crystal heart from his open chest I became one of the precious few who have, there is still the matter of retribution. Angels never forget the death of one of their own, and a legion of these creatures now wait to descend and deliver their vengeance. My only sanctuary is the night. Angels can only exist in light of the sun and as such I owe my continued existence to the wonders of modern technology, which is capable of sending man half way around the globe faster than the approach of the morning sunrise.
I chase the night. Or at least I chase the processed luminance of airports and rail terminals.
I've got an hour and
Never much of a synestheteLet me showNever much of a synesthete3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what it feels
like to get
your soul cut
to feel the
only thing you
my hopes and dreams
my feelings and
that so- called
you used to tell me
I had .
I'm not listening,
eyes have turned
all I can
hear is dark,
and i was never
much of a
let me hit
in this moment
because I don't
want to fall
Stereotypical EmoEmo does not mean to have cool puffy backcombed hair with side bangs and the long extensions and the colorful colours through itStereotypical Emo2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Emo does not mean wearing black T-shirts/tops/vests or band tops or the wrist bands, and with skulls decorating everything you wear
Emo does not mean cutting yourself all the time or constantly sulking for yourself
Emo is not a type of music which is personally designed
Emo is not a type/brand of person or a feeling or constantly acting like there's no one there for you and you're all alone
Emo Means Emotional
It can be hating yourself for your own person reasons and everyone chooses to express it in different ways, all these things are just some ways some choose to do so
Well, they were before they became so over used and can just be a fashion statement to some or just a normal music genre to listen to.
But the long fringe can sometimes be the only thing they feel they can hide behind silently and unnoticeable without difficulty
Sometimes it's a case of wear
Thanks friendsi wanna stay trapped in my little room. i dont want to be with everyone. i want to be alone. i want only anything i love in my room. i want to stay away from all the hate that's being thrown at me. i wanna be alone. i want no more of that. i want to be alone. whats the point of being around people if their gonna ignore everything i say? my only friends i have (counting on the computer) are the only ones i can trust in this crappy world. in my crappy life.Thanks friends1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just wanted to thank all of you guys for being amazing friends. you make me happy in the darkest times of my life. you can make me laugh at a silly thing you made or commented during a depressing phase through my life. you helped me get my way around here. you gave me so much points sometimes for no reason. and even if i cant repay you, let this letter be my repayment for all those amazing things you have done for me. you make my sad and crappy life a bit better.