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 Killer3 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 Child2 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 Killer6 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 killers8 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
Mercenary 1-1MERCENARYMercenary 1-12 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
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,
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
The Problem with Self Inserts The Problem with Self InsertsThe Problem with Self Inserts 2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
There is nothing wrong with inserting yourself into a story. Like anything, it can be well done or... not so well done. The fact is, the majority of people who tend to write about self inserts happen to be beginners. Naturally, that causes there to be a pattern of certain, specific mistakes that are frequently found whilst reading anything on the internet. The purpose of this deviation isn't to say that self inserts are bad. I'm simply going to point out the most common mistakes that we usually encounter.
1. Making ourselves better than we really are.
Don't be fooled by the word "better." This can be replaced with mysterious, deep, dark, tragic, romantic, lovable... anything we want. Maybe a mix of a few of those things. The point is, the version of ourselves will be biased.
2. Not making anything bad happen to yourself
Let's talk about the word "bad." Does this mean something, perhaps, like... getting a disease? No. It means anything that interferes with
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!1 year 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
Angel without Demon"Angel Without the Demon"Angel without Demon4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
There Would be no good
Life would be dull
We would have nothing to feed on
Life would be like a white peice of paper with nothing on it
There would be no morals
The Earth would be total chaos
It would be like living without light or dark
This poem would mean nothing.
There would be no good
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
cinderella died yesterday"burn your tiaras,cinderella died yesterday2 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.
Parallel Universes"Professor, aren't parallel universes just fiction!?" His young pupil asked while the other child pouted.Parallel Universes2 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."
Power of an EmperorMyric knew he had failed.Power of an Emperor6 months ago in Sketches More Like This
His men lay dead around him, by the tens of thousands. On the floor in front of him lay his unconscious wife, cut and bloodied by the enemy. Surrounding him billions of Draken soldiers stood. They roared in triumph.
The sinister forms of the Draken commanders surrounded them. The sleek form of Toxin stood laughing licking the horrific poisons on her knives, next to her stood Decapitator, his ancient sword laying at rest, his quiet form ever ready. These two were also backed by the forms of Ravager, his claws outstretched and waiting for the order to kill, and the Soul Monarch, the massive giant standing at the for.
”So little Angel. You have finally fallen, we will be kind and give your wife a quick death, but for you... I’m afraid our master wants a chat” its booming voice echoing an drowning out the cries of the Draken around him.
Myric knelt over Duneyers form, he had tears in his eyes. He hadn’t been able to stop them, his so
When you're addicted to TF2WHEN YOU'RE ADDICTED TO TEAM FORTRESS 2:When you're addicted to TF25 years ago in Humor More Like This
- You randomly say quotes of the characters;
- You don't walk, you run or walk crouching;
- You walk looking at your watch, thinking that you are invisible;
- You try to make people think you're someone else by wearing a paper mask with that person's face printed on it;
- That actually works;
- You've only been eating sandwiches since you bought the game;
- You don't write sandwich anymore, just sandvich;
- You want to work as one of the character's jobs;
- You ask an engineer if he can build you a sentry gun, a dispenser and a TELEPORTER;
- You don't want to go to the doctor because you're afraid he'll shoot syringes at you;
- You fall off tall windows with no fear because, if you get hurt, there's probably a medkit nearby;
- When you get hurt you don't say "ouch", you say "MEDIC!";
- If you're set on fire you don't stop, drop and roll, you go running to the hospital screaming "MEDIC!";
- You hate people to th
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 Teenagers1 year 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
you break it, you buy it.1. someone came up to me the other day, and told meyou break it, you buy it.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that if i didn't start using capital letters in my poems,
she wouldn't read any more of them.
i just told her in a quiet voice that i was tired of screaming
at people who would never listen.
the thing with me is that i always
read too much into things-
people, newspapers, fucks, metaphors.
and usually i fall in love with things that
could never love me back.
2. i destroy the things that mean
the most to me, and i've never gotten the hang
of writing in stanzas.
most days i walk around reciting numbers
and other people's poetry, but usually
i just count the seconds i spend falling apart and
avoiding the things that make me whole because
self-destruction will always be my forte.
3. broken people seem to have a way of finding each other.
like we work under this assumption that we can find
perfect in each other's missing pieces,
even though we all know two wrongs will never make a right
"do you want me to fuck you?" yo
What Friends Can DoWARNING: Contains blood, suspenseful situations, and slight vore!What Friends Can Do3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kazio belongs fully to Jenae, the scenery was made by the wonderful Ragingfire1, and Mark, the character, belongs to me!
Ragingfire1 wrote the breathtaking introduction and the scenery and I wrote the interaction and befriending. Raging said he wanted it to be me interacting with Kazio so I'll just use myself but please, thank him for his huge contribution of the beginning/middle and the initial, amazing idea to do this. Without it, this story wouldn't exist. Hello, this is a co-story that I'm doing with Ragingfire1. We decided to do a story dedicated to Maw-Eats-People10 aka Jenae as she is one of my closest friends and we both saw that she was very sad, angry, and depressed earlier this week. We as her friends wanted to write this to make her feel better and hope that we portrayed her featured character, Kazio, with all her merit and beauty. For you Jenae…
The eerie silence of the abandoned town unner
A Very Human AngelUnion Home Dimension: Earth, Imperial Palace Star CityA Very Human Angel5 months ago in Settings More Like This
The night was a cool one, earth always did seem to have the best evenings of any planet. But then again, your home is always the best. The breeze at the top of the Imperial Palace was cooling, it was a hot day earlier but now the sun had dibbed below the skyline of the massive city allowing the summer heat to subside. Myric didnt mind at all, he loved summer, and the heat. Perhaps that was why he was married to the Angel of Fire? He chuckled to himself, he could hear roaring cheers from back down the palace, and also from the vast city below. It was the celebrations for the defeat of the Draken. To think... Nearly 60 odd years ago he defeated Xanthos, the greatest threat to creation. He wasnt down with the others though, he had come alone to the top of the Palace with a bottle of alchohol to look out across the Earth. It was then he smiled "You know... I know your there"
Ellio smirked as he stepped out of the slight shadow b
The Toxic Hotel voreWarning: sofe vore, Micro, Macro, half full ride vore, intestinesThe Toxic Hotel vore3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was a great day the sun shinned bright the trees blew in peaceful breeze as well as the tall fields of grass, Toxic a black dragoness with green toxic markings on her shoulder, along with green horns, green tail-blade, even a green underbelly and the reason why she was called Toxic was she had the power of toxic but she was nice dragoness and a good friend as well.
Toxic laid in the tall grass watching the white puffy clouds in the light blue sky today she had gotten a latter from her friends Griffin, Amber and Mike that they were coming for a visit. Toxic had a plane for them she wrote back to them that she was going to have a surprise for them Toxic had made a small sign made of wood with the word "Hotel"
Mike a human who wear a red jacket and a par of jeans walked beside two dragons Griffin a light green dragon and his friend Amber a blue dragoness they walked both walked in the tall grass to wear Toxic had asked t
Warford Vs. the T-80Warford Vs. the T-803 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
James Warford's T-80 Follies
This article was originally titled "T-80: The Soviet Solution, The Tank's Missile System is Aimed at NATO's ATGM Vehicles, Not Tanks", and was written by everybody's favorite compulsive liar, James M. Warford. It was first published in the January-February 1987 issue of Armor Magazine. You may remember the name from before --- he's the guy who has an unhealthy fixation of the failed T-64, and he coined the bogus term "Premium Tank" (that no other writers have taken seriously, as demonstrated by the fact that only Warford uses the term). You may also remember him as the guy who uses dozens of "Phantom
Sources" (a Suppressed Evidence Fallacy, along the lines of Senator Joseph McCarthy claiming to have a list of X number of Communists in the State Department --- which was later discovered to be a LIE).
This time he's out trying to convince the armor community that the T-80 and it's gun-launched AT-8 Songster missile are some sort of Soviet conspiracy to