982012 pt.2 The Mink Menace982012 pt.2 The Mink Menace3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twi brought his water filled hands swiftly to his face, letting the cold liquid trickle down his cheeks. He inhaled, and then exhaled heavy, gripping the sides of the porcelain sink in the excessively pampered house of Nova. He tightly shut his eyes. His grip relaxed as he mumbled possibilities and plans under his breath. He reached for a towel and wiped his face.
"You could let me have a whack at that wacko." Said an androgynous voice from the empty bathtub. Twi jumped; momentarily surprised that he wasn't alone. He realized how rare an occurrence THAT was and walked over, peering down into the tub at his sibling, whose bored blue eyes gazed up into his.
"No hurting anyone, Kenny, I'd prefer that this is handled without violence."
"If she tries anything else that proposition is null and void. You might be too scared to hurt her feelings, but I'm not afr
Fight for itFight for it5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I like to think that sometimes
Dreams could be so true
That all my thoughts
And all the clocks
Would trace right back to you
Fairy tales often lie
And people often cheat
Like a small caught animal
All we get is beat
But I see a future at which at hand
This isn't always so
And though my hope
Is hard to grope
Of the future I do not know
A heart can be broken
Be taken above
A heart can be devastated
When nothing is left to love
But the world is vast
And the universe is wide
The distances grow
The paths unknown
But hold your head up high
It may seem like a fake belief
And life is out to cause you grief
But I have seen a lot
And at my worst
And through the hurt
My heart and love was caught
This is how things happen, you know
It isn't so black and white
The world isn't comprised of only day and night
Your life may not be where you're at
And may not be your keeper
But dream your dreams
Of happy things
You lovely little sleeper
Dreams do come true, in one way or another
Though you have not fou
3312011 Nefarious Novalee3312011 Nefarious Novalee4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Twi looked over the chessboard with concentrating eyes and furrowed brows. He bit down harshly upon his fingers, winced and pulled them out of his mouth. Twisting his lips he reached over and lifted a white piece and set it down on the other side of the board then picked himself up and transferred to the other side of the table.
"I don't know how this is improving your game, you're playing against yourself." Said Max, who was leafing through a magazine and peering at his albino adversary who had the same fixed gaze upon the board once more, but now for black.
"We're our own worst enemies, trying to beat yourself teaches you leaps and bounds about your personality."
"Because self torture makes you smart?" remarked Max, to which Twi simply replied "yes."
Another man entered the room with a pile of books being carried by one arm and the other reading a piece of fancy parchment. Without lifting his head, Twi greeted him, flatly and almost in an inaudible mumble.
SalvationThe point of the land was to be impressive. Since he stepped out of the carriage, he could see that. Impressive and imposing, with old, distinguished stone steps through the winding hills that only seemed to go up. But he climbed all of them, even the ones that crumbled under his feet. There were hedges and trees, guards to bar his way. As if this was a test. Although, in this society, it very well might have been. Here was different. Here with the stone steps and winding hills and guarding trees, everything was different.Salvation6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Eventually, even the trees gave way to an arena. It was the first place he had come to that wasnt overgrown with flowers and weeds, but the grass was kept neat and tidy, and the stonework looked like flawless marble. It had white and black squares, and it was, as expected, very obviously a chessboard. What wasnt expected was
Parallel Universes"Professor, aren't parallel universes just fiction!?" His young pupil asked while the other child pouted.Parallel Universes3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Steven chuckled. "Well Becky," He began, "There isn't any scientific proof about it." She flashed a triumphant grin to the blonde boy before Steven concluded, "However there is a possibility they could exist."
"Ha!" The boy retorted. Steven smiled at Tobey shaking his head.
"How is that possible?" Becky asked annoyed at losing.
"Well that goes into a science called 'Quantum Physics.' Something I didn't really study back in college unfortunately." He shrugged. "Although it's a fairly interesting concept, I must say." He said in a wistful tone. "Imagine all the possibilities. I could have been married, or be a chef, or maybe," he added playfully,"a secret agent."
This gained a laugh from the two kids. "Really?" Becky asked in amazement.
"Certainly." Steven finished matter-of-factly. He looked up at the clock. "Kids you better get going or else your parents will be worried sick."
IJ - RunShe fell against her covers and buried her face in her pillows. Never had she been more thankful for being a makeup haterher tears would have made it run down her cheeks. She pulled the elastic out of her hair and let it flow down to her sides, spreading over the pillows like a spider's web. The bruise on her cheek pulsed with pain the more she cried, refusing the company of anyone yet longing for everyone all at once.IJ - Run4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ana tried with all her might to think of a day that could be just as horrible, if not worse, than that week had been. The bullying, the threats, the laughs the bruised knuckles, the week's worth of Detention, Mitch's temper rising to the point that he actually snapped at her, his best friend's daughter. Her mother scolding her for making a mess in the study room and for mistreating Tippy, despite the animal's attempt in cheering her up. Her best friends, trying to get her out of the house and hang out at the mall, eating icecreamshe had refused them wit
Three's a Crowd - 2 -"Hey, Sunny!"Three's a Crowd - 2 -4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She had just stashed away her brown fedora when Sunny heard a voice call to her from down the corridor at the OWCA's Los Angeles Headquarters. The canary turned her head while closing her locker and watched as a green bee eater bird rushed down the hallway towards her, waving a wing through the air. "Hey, girl! Heard another mission was a success!" he said with a grin.
Sunny wrinkled her beak and locked her locker. "Yep," she muttered.
"Must be great being the partner of the OWCA's best agent."
"Oh, yeah. A real hoot."
The green bird tilted his head. "That sounded sarcastic," he noted. "You okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"I thought you liked hanging out with Perry. You're normally cheerfully teasing him."
"I decided to be different today, Gary."
" Are you sure you're okay, Sunny?"
Sunny sighed and tucked her wings at her sides. "Just been having a rough week, that's all," she replied as they began walking off together. "Ever since my owner had to go on a trip and
Strong EnoughFrancis parked the car in the driveway of the house and nearly ripped the key out of the ignition. He grabbed his papers while unbuckling his seatbelt, and once he had opened the door, he slid out. With a huff, he slammed the door shut with his foot and stormed towards the house.Strong Enough4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He felt insulted, although he had no idea why. He could not believe that man, a co-worker, insulted life like it was nothing. Francis respected the fact that people were free to make their own choicethat's what free will was for, right? But when someone treats another life like it was nothing, like it was only another drawing on a blueprint that should be scrapped, for no particular reason, that's when Francis put his foot down.
He knew what it was like, first hand, to lose something. And it broke his heart when people treated gifts like rubbish.
He opened the front door to the house and closed it loudly behind him while wiping his feet on the carpet. He could hear his children laughing at the dining tab
A Late Night Chat“Remember, whatever I say, don’t open this door until morning, got it?”A Late Night Chat2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The henchmen shuffled their feet anxiously. They never quite understood what went on behind that heavy, padlocked door, and they weren’t sure they wanted to. All they knew was that, every once in a while, their boss would lock himself in that room and, for the next few hours, muffled shouting could be heard coming from behind the door. Even stranger, sometimes they swore they could hear crying.
“Got it, boss.” The shorter of the two replied.
“Good.” Dr. Two Brains said sternly, stepping into the room. The henchmen closed the door behind him with a heavy thud. Two Brains pressed his ear to the door until he heard the click of the padlock being locked. He slumped against the wall and sat down, waiting. He didn’t have to wait long.
He felt words forming in the back of his throat, building up like a sneeze. He bit his tongue to try to hold them back, but it was no
99 chances99 chances99 chances6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just 98 chances left to say
how you amaze me in countless ways
Only 85 words left in my soul
to give me the power to reach my goal
To tell you how your presence is like flowers before spring
And how your little laugh makes me want to dance and sing
But, oh, I only have 42 seconds before my chance will go astray
And too many cliches are getting in the way
There's no way to describe
No matter how I try
I'm getting distracted
All I want to do
Is just to tell you
Nuit D'ennuisGiant feet fall all around me as I scramble for the orphanage's entrance, so far awayNuit D'ennuis4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain falls like pebbles, threatening to crush my bones
It was like racing an avalanche to safety before ice pierces your skin
In Paris, I, Elizabeth, play in the streets and sleep in a building of children with no homes
The blasts of horns, blaring like trumpets, warn me to move out of the way of traffic
Run Lizzie Run, the whistling taunts of the wind whisper to me.
They will catch you and take you into darkness
My green emerald, sitting on a golden chain around my neck
Flashes like a star in my eyes as it dances around me
Run Lizzie Run. They will catch you and take you into darkness
I try to dash as the deer that is gifted with agelessness
Only hours before the stars come out
The afternoon faces to the orange of evening
A green emerald, a blue guitar and a prisoner's chain reappear and dance around me
Whispering untold secrets
Lavender sweetens the air like a mother's aroma
Castaway: A TDI Fanfic Ch. 1, Pt. 2Total Drama CastawayCastaway: A TDI Fanfic Ch. 1, Pt. 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1, Part 2 - All Good Things...
Aaron arrived back at the wreckage where he was found just minutes before, looking to see scattered luggage, papers and shards of metal scattered across the jungle floor. Approaching the hole where he had been pulled out, he knelled down to avoid hitting his head, before stepping slowly along what used to be the floor of the plane. The boy cringed a bit when seeing a body over near the edge of the dug-in fuselage. Slowly making his way over, he leaned over to see if he could find anything to identify it.
What he found was the unmoving, paled corpse of an anonymous man; he looked like he was in his mid 30's or so, well-dressed, and had a pretty clean haircut. Upon further inspection, Aaron noticed something bulging behind the lapel of the man's jacket, something so large and distinctive in shape that it stood out. Reaching his hand down, Aaron gingerly pulled back the lapel...he stopped suddenly, surprised, when he saw a pistol
Castaway: A Total Drama FanficTotal Drama CastawayCastaway: A Total Drama Fanfic3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1, Part 1 - All Good Things...
The last thing he could remember was holding onto the hand of the passenger next to him, praying to god that things would work out alright. After that, he heard the sounds of hell itself ripping from the sides of his seat. Darkness soon followed after and then...everything went black. For the young 16 year old teenager, this was supposed to be the ending of a vacation now...it was the beginning of a hell-ish nightmare. "...fuck" he would groan out to himself, as Aaron rubbed his forehead, his eyes beginning to adjust to the light as he could hear the sparks of wires all around him. It wasn't until the sunlight gleaming down from the open air showed where he was - in a broken hollowed out section of what used to be the fuselage.
Everything around the broken compartment was charred or damaged beyond repair - the walls of the fuselage crumpled up and windows gone and shattered. As Aaron slowly stood up he grabbed on
Konsekwencje:.PrologPrologKonsekwencje:.Prolog4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dziewczyna, cała zakrwawiona, leżała na zimnej ziemi. Była całkiem naga, przykuta ciężkimi łańcuchami do mokrej ściany. Próbowała się jakoś okryć, ale nie była w stanie: ogniwa żelaznego łańcucha nie miały wystarczającej długości, aby ją objąć.
Wszędzie było ciemno, ale miała wrażenie, że mimo wszystko każdy może ją oglądać, że zaraz ktoś do niej podejdzie i zacznie atakować jej intymność. Usłyszała jednak stłumiony głos, dobiegający z drugiego końca celi:
-Co mu powiedziałaś ?
Milczała. To wszystko było zbyt realne, to nie mogło się dziać naprawdę. Dopiero co się stąd wyrwała, dopiero co zdała sobie sprawę, że może wieść szczęśliwe
Cats don't Dance: The Song of Love ch 2They walked past several animal actors, all complaining about their roles. The male cat looked excited. Mammoth Pictures was the best place to start a movie career. He failed to notice that Sawyer wasn't as excited as he is. More liked depressed.Cats don't Dance: The Song of Love ch 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
Danny ran up to her. "So, I guess we're going to be the only two cats on the ark, huh? Pretty great, huh?"
"So much for preserving species," groaned Sawyer. She just wanted to get her role in the film done and over with before this cat bored her.
Sawyer brightened up a bit as she waved to a very large monkey. "Hey Kong, how's the picture coming?"
"Oooo, don't get me started!" exclaimed the large ape as he frowned, gritting his teeth.
"You know the King?!" Danny couldn't believe Sawyer knew so many people, especially the way she acted.
Soon the two cats reached a building. It has the sign of Darla dressed as an angel promoting her new film: "Lil Ark Angel". They went inside onto the sound stage. People were doing their best to get things
TDIT: roz. 10Total Drama Isalnd TourTDIT: roz. 104 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rozdział dziesiąty- Przemoc domowa
Wszyscy zostali zerwani o siódmej rano. Jeszcze w piżamach, wyszli na podwórko. Chris zebrał ich w loży eliminacyjnej.
-Ofiary. Mam wam coś do przekazania. Dzisiejsze wyzwanie będzie dla niektórych sposobem na pokonanie swoich największych fobii. Jego stawką jest nietykalność oraz pobyt w przyczepie pierwszej klasy. Naprawdę jest o co walczyć. Mam jeszcze dwie wiadomości.
-Dobre, czy złe ?- odezwał się zaspany Cody. Jedynie Sandy była trzeźwa umysłu.
-Jednej z naszych uczestniczek udało się nawiązać kontakt z prawnikami i wytoczyć proces w sądzie. Dzięki swojemu zwycięstwu, została przywrócona do gry.
-O nie. Nie chcę Courtney !- odezwał się Duncan, załamując ręce.
-Ja też nie ! Nie mam zamia
AATC - My Fear - storyAATC - My Fear - story3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alvin stormed up the stairs, shaking the house with every step. He should have been used to it by now, coming home to one mess after another nearly every day. But no matter how often it happened, no matter how predictable his son's schedule was, the ideas were always different and unexpected. David's imagination was just as bad, if not worse, than Alvin's had been at that age.
Simon called it genetics. Despite wanting to pound his brother every time he said that, Alvin had begun to wonder if it was true.
His eleven-year-old son dashed up the stairs after him, trailing dirt after him. "Pop, no! Don't take my video games!" he begged. "You just bought me that racing one two days ago for passing my math test! Please don't take it away!"
"Shoulda thought of that before you decided to bake a mudpieliterally," Alvin grumbled in return without looking back.
As he turned the corner and headed for David and AJ's bedroom, his son grabbed the stair railing and launched himself towards
PnF-2 - .:Filling holes:.She entered the house without asking permission, went upstairs, almost running, feeling her lungs asking for air. She stopped in front of his door and took a deep breath before opening it. She saw him on his bed, staring at the ceiling, a lot more thoughtful than usual.PnF-2 - .:Filling holes:.4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Tommy!" screamed, "I came as fast as I cou-" he didn't even look at her, " are you okay?"
"I guess your dad didn't tell you, did he?" he sat on his place.
"Nope." She walked in and sat in front of him, "what's going on?"
Thomas sighed deeply; looking for the right words to tell the girl what was going on, "Someone died. Someone close to me. Well, not that close, but still " She stared at him, silently asking his words to keep going, "It was Charleene."
"Grandma Charlene!!?" The girl squealed.
"No, no. The other Charleene."
"Yeah, my father is still unsure if I should get involved into this. I I feel horrible. I don't know a lot about her but I know that she didn't get
PnF - .:Light:.They say that you learn things the hard way, like you shouldn't play with fire if you don't want to get burned, or that distance may be good, it gives you time to think, to breath, to miss. But distance was about to kill them both, he wasn't even gong but they were already feeling the pain of living just a couple of days without each other. Both, husband and wife, held their hands together, his forehead reached hers as they stared into each other's eyes.PnF - .:Light:.4 years ago in Romance More Like This
Life could have passed then, the couple of minutes they were like that, not even the sound of the wind could've been heard. Finally, he gave her a soft, gentle, deep kiss, which tasted like pain and love.
"Just come back safe, okay?" she asked. It was another stupid business trip, but he had been home since their little kid was born, so it felt like he may be gone forever. He kissed her forehead before looping at the living room behind her, where their 5 year old son was looking at them in silence.
"Come here," the father asked and
PnF: Vocal Blues ch4Phineas would have objected highly about it if he could verbalize. But because he could not, all he could do was grab onto whatever he could as Ferb attempted to drag him out of the door. After getting off of the phone with Vanessa, Ferb had told Phineas to put on his hoodie and jacket. Only after Phineas had gotten completely dressed did Ferb tell him what they were doing and where they were going.PnF: Vocal Blues ch44 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
And for the first time, Phineas was not agreeing with him.
Ferb groaned as he pulled on his brother's arm, fighting to lead him to the front door. Phineas was pulling himself in the opposite direction. "Come on, Phineas, we don't have time to play around!" he said. "Vanessa will be here to pick us up in a few minutes!"
Phineas shook his head violently and slapped his gloved hand down on top of Ferb's. Ferb let go of his brother's arm, but Phineas only had but a split second to escape before Ferb had grabbed him around the waist. "Do you know any other man who builds things on
TCE Character ProfilesTCE Character Profiles9 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Time Cannot Erase
Character Personality Profiles
Birthday: March 12
Hair: Golden Blonde
Sign: Pisces (Water Element)
Being a Pisces Zelda has an instinct for nature, beauty, traveling and luxury. She is extremely intuitive, compassionate, observant, quick to understand, gentle and utterly empathetic. The empathetic nature often goes to the extreme. She cannot stand to see suffering of any kind and will go out of her way to relieve the suffering of others even at the risk of personal harm and self sacrifice. The needs of others surpass her own needs.
She has an instinctive, perceptive, spiritual almost psychic nature. She can be indecisive at times, especially in hard decisions and can end up playing the victim role. Her intuitive nature often overshadows rational thinking, but her innate foresight compensates for her day-dreamy nature. Sensitive, highly emotional and often idealistic in her vision of th
TDIT:PrologTotal Drama Island TourTDIT:Prolog4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sześć tygodni. Minęło już sześć tygodni. Nie wierzę. Nie możliwe. A jednak. Siedzę w przyczepie. Dziś chyba nie udało mi się wygrać nietykalności. Nie wierzę, że jeszcze tutaj jestem. Z tych wszystkich nastolatków, dla których liczy się tylko kasa, ewidentnie się wyróżniam. Nie chciałam tego, nie prosiłam się o udział. Sami mnie zrekrutowali.Choć z drugiej strony, milion dolarów to całkiem porządna suma. Anyway, wciąż się zastanawiam, jaką taktykę obrałam, skoro ze mną włącznie zostało tylko pięć osób. Coraz dalej od ziemi, coraz bliżej nieba, coraz bliżej do..."
-Zamierzasz pojawić się na eliminacjach ?- jej zapiski w pamiętniku przerwał znajomy głos. Nie by
Wspomnienia:.PrologPrologWspomnienia:.Prolog4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Jak się zapowiadał ten dzień ?
Wyśmienicie, mogłaby rzec. Wiedziała, że mimo tego, co jej się ciągle w życiu przytrafiało, ten dzień mógłby być lepszy niż inne. Wczoraj przeżyła pierwszą noc bez łez, to była pierwsza noc, kiedy nie położyła zapłakanej twarzy w poduszkę, nie tłumiła w sobie krzyku i nie próbowała wykręcać sobie rąk. Wczoraj pierwszy raz od kilku lat przestała się czuć naprawdę samotna, wczoraj myślała, że niedługo odbije się od dna, że będzie szczęśliwa.
Jednak wczoraj było wczoraj, a teraz siedziała. Zapłakana. Wyła. Wyła z rozpaczy.
Myślała, że już gorzej nie może być, że przeszła w swoim życiu więcej niż ktokolwiek w wieku średnim. W
Konsekwencje.: Roz.13Rozdział trzynasty: DecyzjaKonsekwencje.: Roz.134 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Do pokoju, w którym spał Cody, Sandy i ich malutka córeczka, Mary, wdarły się pierwsze promienie wschodzącego słońca. Minęły już trzy miesiące od ich przygód w bazie wojskowej. Policja złożyła wniosek do sądu o wypłacenie Sandy odszkodowania. Dostała tymczasowe mieszkanie, w którym bywała na zmianę z mieszkaniem rodziców Cody'ego.
Podniósł swoje niebieskie tęczówki, aby zajrzeć do łóżeczka córki. Smacznie spała, z głową odwróconą w stronę okna. Uśmiechnął się nieznacznie. Gdy znów opadł na materac i zbliżył się do swojej partnerki, zauważył, że nie ma jej w łóżku.
Wziął do ręki stojący na etażerce budzik i zbadał czas.