The Fall of Ariamis …Priscilla.The Fall of Ariamis2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I will keep you safe.
I will keep you company.
Do you remember all those years ago – when we first met? I remember it perfectly. I was so very close. So very, very close to my last shred of sanity snipping. And then I saw a peculiar little girl in white dress – you. Your left hand was occupied by a tattered doll. Your right was wet from wiping your tears. Your eyes began to water again, but I caught it for you that time. I still had a shred of humanity left, gnawing at my heart's strings to care for you, to pity, and to comfort. You were scared by my face, but I mustered a smile, and told you not to fear. You told me that you were lonely, that you were unloved.
And from that point on, I never left your side.
Do you remember all those years ago – when I saved your life? I remember it perfectly. The cursed fellow had threatened you, and I had intervened. You were bigger, but still, I needed to protect you. He chased you up the tower,
Serial KillerHandling knives with utmost care,Serial Killer4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The smell of death lingering in the air,
Blood splattered on everything I wear.
Motive or disease;
A quick kill just doesn't please.
The loud tortured screams,
Tears flowing in streams.
I cause quite a scare,
Limbs of my victims strewn here and there.
They scream that I'm going to Hell,
But oh, very well.
It's better than this society that fell.
I always get away,
In this game that I play,
I love to kill every night and day.
And I will not cry
Over the day I will die,
Because death and I aren't very shy.
I'll kill to my demise,
And I will say no goodbyes,
For it's in the ground where all my friends lie.
The Empty ChildThe Empty ChildThe Empty Child3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hear everything too loudly
I am falling apart
I grew up too fast
I am still a child
I cannot stand still
I see every detail
I cannot remember what I'm doing
I talk about dinosaurs and doctors and darkrooms
I cry for no reason
I do not have the ability to cry now
I see the world differently
I wish you saw it like me
I have a puzzle to put together
I wonder if you'll help me
I hear a song and must sing it
I see a picture and must take it
I see a world, a broken world
I want to fix that, too
I want to play
I need to work
I close my eyes and fall asleep
I remember everything
I forget my head
I stand in blue light
I see the world in shades of blue
I am lost
I have been waiting for you
I am the empty child
Are you my mommy?
In The Mind of a Serial Killer Some would call me crazy. How could that be?Those people had it coming! Why? Because of how the looked at me!In The Mind of a Serial Killer7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
The first one was a mistake, yes. Yes, a mistake. She looked at me like I was some, some animal! So, I pushed her. And down she descended, down the stairs of an empty hall.
But, something happened! I got a feeling, one that had been missing most my life. Bliss, that I could control someone else's life in my very own hands! Watch the fire go out of their eyes! Oh, and how much joy their screams have brought me! Ha! They all deserved it!
How could you call me a monster? If anything, I am an angel!
Art is what it is. All the ways I have killed. Drowning, cutting their hearts out while it still beats, cutting off their fingers as they scream. The last two are my favorite.
Best of all is the fame! E
Quotes from serial killers"One side of me says 'wow that's an attractive chick, I'd like to talk to her, date her' the other side says I wonder what her head would look like on a stick." -Edmund KemperQuotes from serial killers9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
"I just wanted to see how it felt to shoot Grandma." - Edmund Kemper
"The first good-looking girl I see tonight is going to die." - Edmund Kemper
"I remember there was actually a sexual thrill . . . you hear that little pop and pull their heads off and hold their heads up by the hair. Whipping their heads off, their body sitting there. That'd get me off." - Edmund Kemper
"I am not insane, I'm just queer."-Albert Fish
final words: "Kiss my ass!"-John Wayne Gacy
"You have not caught me yet and you are not likely to. I shall keep on at my work, for I love it, and I will send you something for a Christmas box."
- Jack The Ripper
"I'm not an alien maniac, nor yet a foreign tripper. I'm just your jolly, lively friend. Yours truly, Jack the Ripper." - Jack The Ripper
"We all go a little mad sometimes"- Norman Bates
The Five Hundred Worlds of UltramarFive Hundred Worlds of UltramarThe Five Hundred Worlds of Ultramar3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Macragge Konor Prandium Calth Espandor
Iax Quintarn Tarentus Masali Talassar
Parmenio Firestorm Gathis II Newfound Lorin Alpha
Mancora Ithaka Vilamus Honourum Orpheus Prime
Cyclades Epsilon Cyclades Kappa Armato Sabatin
The Suicide PhotographerI am a photographer.The Suicide Photographer2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
People hate my work. You may ask why, but when you see my shots, you'll understand. My work is very controversial. I am sadly proud of my photos, for I may be the only one who's adopted this style.
I capture photos of suicide.
No matter where I go, I carry my camera with me, ready to shoot anything that may happen. There's surprisingly a lot of suicides in this city and the next city over. I've gotten beautiful shots.
The most common ones are those of people jumping from buildings. Of course, there's usually a crowd of people pleading for the person to come down, so I know right away what I am about to get. I stand to get a good perspective, hold up my camera, and snap the photo right as the person plunges to their demise. I take a couple one after the other so I make sure to get the perfect shot. People surrounding me shout at me and call me heartless.
On the contrary, I am more caring than them. That person wanted to end their life, so they had a perfect reason t
Life After the Great War~ Chapter 63Chapter 63~Life After the Great War~ Chapter 633 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Victoria took her leave later, and then Camperton came over and said "Don't take it to heart, Tempestuous. I think she's trying to make you feel horrible on purpose. No one's perfect. If you want to know the truth, Collingwood himself had a few girlfriends before he settled down with Sans Pariel. It's a male thing, and that's why I don't hold it against you. Your father was the same way. Howe and I have had a few girlfriends in the past. It's not as if you're being cruel with anyone and wanting them for only one thing."
"I guess.... I have had some affairs though that qualify as one night only."
"It happens. You don't make a habit of it, and you still have a a family you love and care about. Which reminds me, you should be allowed to see Hood."
"Wilhelm says no."
"Is Wilhelm Gustloff Hood's mother?"
"RMS Olympic is."
"Fun" Enough - Dwarf fortress"Fun" Enough - Dwarf fortress5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
"Fun" Enough (Tuff Enuff Parody)
By Andrew Henry (The Fabulous Thunderbirds)
You built up your fort for eighteen hours,
Built those fortifications, and constructed those towers,
But then Urist Mcdwarf fell into a strange mood,
He killed two dwarves and then ran 'round nude!
Is that "Fun" enough?
Is the "Fun" too much?
Yes it's "Fun" Enough,
Oh yeah, Fun enough!
Set up your fort near a volcano,
Nobles knew there's no sed'ment (sediment) from the get go.
Those "Unfortunate Accidents" do tend to come faster,
When Nobles demand things made of Alabaster!
Is that "Fun" enough?
Is the "Fun" too much?
Yes it's "Fun" Enough,
Oh yeah, Fun enough!
You spent thirty one hours, working on your Keep,
but now it's all wasted 'cause you dug to deep!
Once a Boat was Murdered by a bunch of elephants,
Thank god they never made magma safe variants!
Is that "Fun" enough?
Is the "Fun" too much?
Yes it's "Fun" Enough,
Oh yeah, Fun enough!
Every year the caravans come around to trade,
Trading for wooden tables
Ultimate Showdown Song ParodyThe Ultimate Battle of League of Legends Champions Song ParodyUltimate Showdown Song Parody4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Parody of The Ultimate Showdown of the Ultimate Destiny
By Zach Melmet
Fed chogath was feasting about
The league like it was an in-n-out
When suddenly hiemerdinger burst from the shade
And hit chogath with a cussion grenade
Chogath got pissed and began to scream
But got distracted by nidalee
Who proceeded to pounce him in cougar stance
When sona came and made them all dance
And sona started singing a cool beat
When she got hit by evelynns feet
But before Evelyn could shadow walk away
Amumu hugged her asked to stay
But amumu started crying from all of his fears
And drowned Evelyn in all of his tears
Then he became sad and ran away
But tf ulted in the way
This is the ultimate battle
Of league of legends champions
Silences stuns and spell casting
As far as the fog of war
And only 1 can beat all
And take home all the winnings
This is the ultimate battle
Of league of legends champions
Chogath ate all of twisted fate
It Came From The DarkIt Came From The Dark:It Came From The Dark2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Amongst the ashes, swirling from the darkness of the pit,
Emerged a hand, dragging a battered body across the rocks.
Blood leaked from the wounds so callously self-inflicted,
And teeth ground with a focused determination and seething anger.
It cared not for the warm rubies - staining the jagged rocks,
It cared not for the sensation of pain...
All that it remembered was a dream, An obsession -
One that drove it ever higher; ignoring all else!
Eventually it emerged from this shadowy hole, this dreary depth,
And in that moment, it learned of the truth.
For this creature, denied sunlight and warmth -
-Chen Yuan Wen, 11th December 2012
Mercenary 1-1MERCENARYMercenary 1-13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Blood is Beauty
Release One: Pages 1 - 3
THE COLD AIR in Baron Rorke's study did little to calm his nerves. He was expecting visitors this night and they were not the best of company. A shiver of dread ran down his spine and he spent most of the twilight hours staring out of a large window which stood behind his writing desk. It was amazing, he felt, how quickly a man could become attached to a life of luxury; only to be made painfully aware of how easy it was to lose it. War was always a frightening thing, even more so when one had the knowledge and sense to realise that it was no longer an exercise of glory, but a simple festival of bloodshed and cold murder. In war it did not matter if you impaled a stranger on the edge of your sword, such a thing would be punishable in any city or country, but in times of war it became an accepted norm. If the man in front of you wore a different colour, then it was alright to kill him, it was alright to rip him apart fo
Build Your Own New World Order Conspiracy Theory!1. Who are the villains in your theory? Choose one or more of the following.Build Your Own New World Order Conspiracy Theory!2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
-Skull and Bones
-Council on Foreign Relations
-Jews(If you don't wanna sound anti-semetic,just use the term "International Bankers" instead)
-Bohemian Club and/or Bohemian Grove
2. What's their progress so far?
-Already control the world
-Trying to take over the world and they must be stopped!
3. How are they gonna take over the world or reveal that they own the world? Choose one of the following.
4. What other evil things are they gonna do/already doing? Choose one or more of the following.
-Bring the Antichrist to power
-Persecute Evangelical/Fundie Christians
-Bring about sexual immorality
-Fabricate/Create global warming(If you chose this,read up on question 4a.)
-Brainwash us(If you cho
The Problems With Stories Written by TeenagersDon't be offended at the title. "Teenagers" is just my way of saying "people who write unprofessional/shallow stories." Not all teenagers write shallow stories, it just sounds catchier.... Anyway.The Problems With Stories Written by Teenagers2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The first thing I want to make clear is: I'm not talking about anything mechanical in this deviation. Grammar/spelling is important (obviously), but that point has been beaten to death by people on the internet already. My purpose, as always, is to talk about the stories themselves, regardless of the way they are communicated. Whether it be through written word or on-the-spot narration, I believe there are certain tricks to telling good stories. Not rules, mind you. Tricks.
I don't believe that telling good stories is about what you "should" do, rather than what you shouldn't. Example: people generally hate Mary Sues, right? Well, sometimes I notice things that are "like" Mary Sues, in the sense that they're equally as shallow/unprofessional ways of telling stories. The purpose of this deviat
Translating the Left: A Handy Guide.Translating the Left: A Handy Guide.Translating the Left: A Handy Guide.1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
Discover the deceptive world of American liberalism through this easy to follow and free translation publication that shows you how to translate the euphemisms, dysphemisms, and other terms liberals use to sugarcoat or demonize various political and social subjects and beliefs or to avoid offending someone.
"Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!"
"The art of making true things seem false and false things seem true by the use of words."
Terms and their definitions or translations.
Women's health: Abortion.
Undocumented American: Illegal alien.
Undocumented worker: Illegal alien.
Assault weapon: Legal semi-automatic civilian firearm.
Workplace violence: Terrorism.
Racial profiling: Proper criminal profiling by law enforcement.
Pro Choice: Pro Abortion
Progressive: Term for a liberal, socialist,
Anthorsia Part 1Anthorsia:Anthorsia Part 11 year ago in Settings More Like This
The Interceptor dropped out of Slipspace and into the Anthor system in complete silence thanks to the vacuum of space. The bridge was a sight, organised chaos, of people carrying out duties, the numerous bridge crew dressed in their formal blue uniforms checking all the ships systems after the jump had been completed. At the back of the bridge the forms of the Angels stood surveying the scene, and on the command throne of the Interceptor the golden form of Myric sat smiling, his helmet was down by his side however he was in full armour, next to him stood his wife. Her red hair flowing down her angelic form. Around them the forms of the other Angels stood looking out of the large view screen. The sleek golden warship passed the destination planets moon and the sight of their target took Myrics breath away.
"Amazing..." said the Emperor aloud his face lighting up with amazement.
"Really are you sure you haven't been here before?" asked Duneyer amazed that the Emperor didn't re
Vore story: Just having funWARNING: CONTAINS SOFT VOREVore story: Just having fun3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you don't like vore, then I respectfully ask that you leave.
I was aroused from sleep by a noise. Not a loud one, but just enough that it pulled me from a peaceful dream and into the reality of my bedroom, dimly lit by early morning sunshine filtering in through the blinds over my window. The noise continued. I leaned over to peek beyond the edge of the bed. A large mass of skin, some human, some snakelike, sat coiled up on a pile of blankets, slowly rising and falling rhythmically. I forgot I let Corran sleep at my house last night. He snores lightly, just as lightly as he speaks. It's soothing.
I chose not to wake him, instead sliding off the bed, hitting the wood floors with my bare feet, hardly making a sound. I sneak past him and out my door. I walked over to my desk, slipping into the soft leather chair. I open the laptop and quickly begin my morning routine, typing, drawing, checking messages.
About thirty minutes later, my bedroom door opens, and
A loves bond(vore, dragon human love)A loves bond4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
the next part for Cire and Kova
It has been some time now since Cire had met Kova at first he was frightend of her from when she actuly swallowed him whole but he had larned to mellow with it, Kova never brought any harm to him Cire had stayed with Kova for weeks now Cire didnt mind living with her exsept Kova would sometimes swallow him with out warning but Cire had become more trusted to Kova, there were sometimes Kova would turn into her human form Kova's human form was a beautful young girl with drak blue hair sometimes Cire would blush seeing her without clothing (Kova didnt have much human skills) she didnt really
know she was sopost to have clothing on, today Cire was walking into a townshop he had buyed some clothing for Kova for when she would turn human again he just hoped she did not fallow him here in her dragon form or even more embaresing in her human form,
but he had shoped quickly to get back to the forest "wounder were Kova is now?" he asked h
cinderella died yesterday"burn your tiaras,cinderella died yesterday3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bury your fairy godmother.
it's time for you to grow up now, you're
no peter pan.
forget never never land.
stars are just burning balls of gas that are
slowly running out of time- they can't
hear your wishes.
cast aside your dr. seuss books like you will
later cast aside your bibles.
after all, a fairy tale is a fairytale is a fairytale.
life will teach you that.
grace, you were born into a role
only a very strong girl can play.
see, society will hate you for being
what they don't want to believe.
surrender your throne, your castle is under siege.
stop being fascinated with the sky,
you'll never go there.
keep your feet on the ground, and steady yourself
before you help another.
your brain is more logical than your heart,
therefore take your instructions from it.
promises can be broken as easily as can be made.
do not rely on something as weak as miracles and love-
and if you only have one piece of armor,
defend your back from the people you trust the most.
Vore story Birth to fire, chapter 1Prologue:Vore story Birth to fire, chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The province of Drinder was known for its unnaturally quiet nights. While war waged on in most other parts of the continent, this land, dominated by humans in the east and dragons in the west, enjoyed an armistice of sorts, saying that no battles should take place during nights between the two species. In one of the caves to the west, an elderly serpent told stories to two youngling dragons. The dark cave was lit up faintly by the moon's shine, as the two young dragons eagerly sat, listening to the old one speaking.
"Have you seen the towers of fire in the human city, little ones? A long time before I was born, we dragons could bellow such fire from our throats". The little dragons giggled after that sentence. They had heard this story so many times before. One of them was a red scaled male with a dark red scar along his chest that consisted of golden coloured belly-plates. The other was a female, dark purple scales covered her body, except the belly-plates that were white, a
Drawing ComparisonsDrawing Comparisons3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Picture a country. A country that is the envy of the world. It is new and strong, expanding across a whole continent. Everyone seems happy and prosperous. It has a small and efficient government running it. It is led by certain religious values. It has a strong political system. It has a powerful military and seems to win every war it fights. It has an expanding social program to help people.
However, not everything is how it seems. The religious values are in decline, and no longer do people follow them. That strong political system has been damaged by corrupt politicians. The military is indeed powerful, but its high and rising spending is crushing the country. So to is that social program. It gives welfare to the unemployed, but the unemployed have become incredibly lazy and unemployment is rising. Unemployment is rising due to the arrival of slavery. With slaves working for nothing, businessmen no longer need actual workers of their country and thus they become unemployed. Eventual
what I see(vore dragon love drama)what I see4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I woke up in a cave. It was freezing cold and the stone floor chilled my skin, the only thing keeping me warm was my red jacket. The chilling air blew into the cave which gave me goosebumps on my skin, I scouted the cave and there I saw a large figure, I did not move an inch, at first all I could see was a blurred blue, the figure stood at least 28 feet tall.
The figure had to be something with blue scales then I let my eyes slowly gain focus and then looked. I wiped my eyes and I could make out a glimmering light, I could see a fire,
the figure raised up its head, my vision blurred again then what I could make out of my surroundings was now shaded a shining blue. I looked down to its feet, but I only saw a blue limb. I was not sure if this creature was trying to pin me down or when it was sleeping it just rested the limb on me, the limb on top of me was a dragon's arm holding me down, but it was not uncomfortable for me.
I could see two glowing blue eyes looki
Blind!EnglandXReader: Just For You (Part 1)Blind!EnglandXReader: Just For You (Part 1)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Blind!EnglandXReader - Just For You
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Your alarm clock went off loudly right next to your ear as you lay in bed, your face buried in the pillow.
"Bloody hell..." you grumbled to yourself as you sat up and slammed your hand down on the 'Off' button on the stupid thing. You let your legs hang over the side of the bed, and sat there for about 10 minutes, rubbing your eyes. The time was now 7:30.
Eventually, you pulled yourself up out of bed and got dressed in some regular, casual clothes, a (f/c) shirt with the logo of your favorite band, (f/b). You drank your morning coffee, had some breakfast, and were about to go out the door when you heard your phone start to ring. You picked up.
"(Name)! Guess what!" It was your best friend, Mary.
"Good morning to you too, Mary. What is it?"
"I was on the computer this morning and I found this awesome website and-"
"Are you going to get to the point sometime soon, or am I going to have to be late for wo
Stitching the World Together A tear was forming in the fabric. A man and his wife were drifting apart. Quickly she rifled through her bin, selected the red thread of love, passed it through her needle, and stitched the tear closed again.Stitching the World Together11 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But even before she finished that repair, an earthquake had destroyed thousands of homes along the coast. She pulled out a purple thread for compassion and pulled the rift together. On the radio, the DJ announced that countries from all over the world were coming together to provide aid to the stricken country.
At the edge, a bit was fraying. Someone was alone and hurting. For this she chose the blue thread of peace and hoped it held. More often than not, it didn’t.
Over on the other side, a patch had come loose. Drought had stricken an area, putting them at risk of starvation. From her scraps she pulled a green patch for life and sewed it into the fabric. Weather reporters forecast rain that night for the first time in