Morte War Stories ContestMorte War Stories Contest1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Name: Morte 'Ramazzottio Vas Paura Nar Lothario
Physical Appearance/Personality: Stands around 7ft tall weighing around 250lbs Morte is a tank of a Quarian with impressive reflexes and combat skills. The way he fights on the field has been called to that which is legendary. He is strong, swift, and brave-the traits of a hero though he does not see himself as one. He has risked his life countless of times and puts others first before himself and never asks for anything in return. He's a dedicated soldier who will fight until the end even if defeat is inevitable; his will is unbreakable even if his body isn't. Morte may be considered the savior of the Quarian race
His worn gold armor bares black markings that might resemble something similar to rank or even just that of ancient markings of Quarian history long forgotten. His maroon veil with gray stripes wraps itself around his shoulders and waist, his hood covers his broken war torn helmet wit
Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #67, 68, 69!Brony Advice: Your Questions Answered #67, 68, 69!1 year ago in Editorial More Like This
#67) Is clopping bad? I've done it before and I don't really understand why other bronies find it disgusting. Maybe it's just me. >.<
Answer: With the amount of clopping questions I receive with this column, it's hardly a wonder why a lot of people think that bronies are sexual deviants. Now, in terms of your question itself, the fact that you don't see why other people might find it disgusting is worrying, because you're admitting to not being able to contemplate why people would think it odd to masturbate to cartoon animals.
To be honest, to apply a label of 'bad' on clopping is a big generalisation, as it all comes down to opinion. It is my opinion that, while masturbating to ponies in itself isn't a problem, the content itself is bad, insofar as that shit seems to be everywhere. What's worse than being into it, though, is being proud of it. It's one thing to masturbate to ponies if that's what turns you on, there's no point in holding back on it just because
Let me go, let me freeLet me go, let me free2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is regrette in the corner of my mind,
I close my eyes but it plays over like a lullaby,
each moment that I took for granted, you can't get back time,
it lingers in my soul, dragging me down, and I try to fight it,
but my body is weak, and I fall weak to it.
Years have passed, and each moment stays lodged inside my head,
I can't seem to rid the thoughts, words could never be enough,
to take away the pain, to let go of the ache,
it's the melody of distruction, so bitter sweet and full of thought,
who would have know that you could stay stuck for so long?
I'm tired of hiding under the covers, from the monster leaking over head,
please just let go of my hand, and free me,
I've fought so long and hard, but never found excape,
now I hate the very essence of me, numb to feeling,
because for years I just felt too much.
Please tell me that time can heal all pain?
will it cover up these scars? Could I ever run free again?
Captive inside of my own head, please just let go,
Theater arts MonologueTheater arts Monologue2 years ago in Drama More Like This
I never really noticed anything but there is wrong somethimg with me. Every one says i have problems. I don't sleep nor eat. I stare at people with no feeling what so ever. A new kid named Tommy makes me act diffrent. I mean when I am around him I smile for once and eat and have what people call "feelings" and I don't think of my life that I call a nightmare. I think he is what I need...my medicen to help me with my problems with out ending up in the mental hospital with a straight jaket around me tightly. You know what ealse I think is weird? My tharipist is sceared to death with me. Just becuase i started to trow books and boxes thtat he had in the room with us. Well if he was smart he could have tooken those out. It was nice to meet you Danni? Well Im Raven the awesome mental kid with no disiar to change myself in any way.
RAVE PIXIERAVE PIXIE6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
PIXIE, Pixie, Burning Bright
Swirling colors of blue and white
Your body pulses to Techno sounds
As your shadows casts, all around
You float like butterflies, I am in awe
I cannot believe what I just saw
Is it the drugs? I can not tell
Im in a trance, a Pixie spell
Oh winged seraph, what colors you spin!
While you twirl back and fourth with that whimsical grin
So much power in a body so small
You treat my like gravity, away I must crawl
its too late now Im stuck in her trap
Deer to the headlights, Bugs to the zap
How could the one with skin so fair
Lure me in to such a snare?
Is it the smile or churning lights?
That fill my eyes with such delights
I do not know, I do not care
But look away, I do not dare
I don't wanna die...I don't wanna die...2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was raining, it was cold and the bus was not coming. She looked around her and haven't seen anybody. She thought that the dark empty streets were very creepy, like a scene from a horror movie. Slowly, slowly she begun to get scared..very scared. She heard so many time at the news about women who got robbed, raped or even killed..And the bus wasn't coming.
Then, suddenly she heard some footsteps behind her. She turned and seen a dark silhouette that was approaching to the bus station. As the silhouette was getting closer she was able to see that it was a boy; then she recognized him. It was one of her neighbours. The kid from the fifth floor, that was in love with her and who she liked so much to tease because of that. She didn't took him in serious because he was with 4 years younger than her and also because she considered him way to childish..and sometimes weird.
-Hey, Sally , nice to see you. How are you? , the boy asked and he seems to become more happier than he was before.
poem: What Do You Wantpoem: What Do You Want3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
What do you want
Can't you leave me
What was paper
Is now steel
I don't want to hurt
I'm not coming back
Now I've left you
The Bus RideBus rideThe Bus Ride3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I open my eyes
As if coming out of a dream
It's hard waking up this early in the morning.
I reluctantly get onto the crowded bus
Plopping down on a seat, dodging crowds
My body keeps begging for sleep.
I rest my head on the cold steel wall
People are too loud on an already noisy bus
Yelling to each other even though inches away.
I just focus to the front, waiting
This wall is such a poor pillow and this
Bus feels like it will be the death of me
I glance towards the front as the bus comes to a stop
Like looking into the sun, her beauty blinds me and
She teases me with a small smile.
I can hardly get away from those beautiful brown eyes
She pays her fare and rushes to me,
Smiling all the way as if she hadn't seen me in years.
I felt my body wake and my heart beat
She sits next to me and puts her arms around me and
Looks up to me with those brown eyes and listens to me as if;
I was her whole world.
Who I pretend to be (Victoria's poem 10)On the outside,Who I pretend to be (Victoria's poem 10)9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm deadly as can be.
I'll beat you down,
I'll make you beg,
I'll break you.
On the inside,
I'm just the real me.
I'll love you,
I'll help you.
I'm not who I pretend to be.
.:The People of the Caravan:.Mama G.:The People of the Caravan:.1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: Late 20's, Early 30's | Pre-Mushroom War
Height: 5 foot 8 inches
Species: Human, though "Ageless"
Status: Divorced | Taken by The Plague Doctor
Occupation: Traveling Caravan trader and Entrepreneur
The leader of the Caravan and a gypsy. She's a fortune teller and magician. While she is overall kind and hearty, if you get her mad, she'll be on your tail faster than you can say Help. She enjoys cooking, her magic, reading, brewing drinks, exploring and learning.
Age: Unknown, roughly teens
Height: 2 foot 3 inches
Status: Not Interested
Mama's closest companion. He was being sent as a slave when Mama saved him and took him in. He's mute, but uses sign-language. He's mostly helpful to Mama, and carries a backpack that
The HoldingThe HoldingThe Holding2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cup was red like
flecks of fire
and bright bright bright like
Raw and sweltered
bold and dark
full of heat
that beats and burns inside,
bubbles out pores
as thunder and
makes the silence
waiting to take you
in the night.
My LullabyOh Mama, the faeries in the forest don't want me anymore. I can't seeMy Lullaby2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the little rainbows in the dew, or the glitter that makes the flowers bloom.
And the flowers don't always bloom when we don't watch them.
Sometimes they just don't bloom.
Stay out of the tall grass. It doesn't hide the elves while they hunt,
it only hides more grass. And it doesn't whisper its mysteries
on the wind, that ssshh sssshh, that tingle in my ears was
only my imagination.
And those rocks out back at dad's, they didn't feel me climbing.
I could have fallen, cracked my head like an egg, they don't care.
They don't care. They don't know, and neither did I, but
now I do.
That toaster didn't throw itself on the floor, and
the dryer didn't eat those socks. You know, those trees,
they don't change positions when their arms get tired.
They don't scratch at our screen door when it gets cold.
Must have been the cat.
I let him in once, but he just wanted right back out.
Don't put the bird on the porch,
it's so beautif
...Jacked up trucks...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And shoot'n bucks
Is all I here about
In this redneck town
Where everything brown
Cause that's the color of mud
And everyone is called bud
I'm the odd one out
Wearing my skinny jeans
And not eating canned beans
Wearing my skater shoes
And listening to all the boos
I'm not like peers
Cause all they can do is sneer
At me trying to fit in
Even my kin
How many times I tried
To blend in
To be just like them
But one thing I know is
I'll never be
noir.Should I feel bad?noir.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because I don't.
Those words you say,
Don't mean anything.
If you loved me more,
then why is she here?
Catching us, taking
away the moment.
PainI stand back against the wallPain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
One eye black
One bruise seems to multiply into thousands
I sink into a ball
And a single tear escapes
Love is PoisonLove is a poisonLove is Poison2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It causes you not notice all but one
And it enters the heart
Unnoticed to all
Your heart pumps this deadly poison
That no medicine can cure
But...I Love Him.He fills me up with happinessBut...I Love Him.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And leaves my mind in such a mess.
When I talk to him, I get the butterflies;
Breaks my heart to trade good-byes.
He always keeps my thinking,
The more the days pass, inside I'm shrinking.
To conquer him; I must!
Maybe with a bit of trust.....
Both faced by the test of time;
I guess this is the bottom line...
That amazing boy will never be mine....
In this battle I'll never win.
But I just cant help it;
...I love him.
HomeI broke out,Home8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shattered the windows.
Busted down the door
And ran away from your heart.
You fixed it up
And I walked by.
It was better than before
And I wanted back inside.
But I lost the key
And I was all out of time.
I will never live there again,
In the one place I called home.
Rabid Kitty.(Sing to the tune and rhythm of 'Soft Kitty')Rabid Kitty.1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Mouth full of foam,
Grr, grr, grr.
Time ZoneMy soul feels emptyTime Zone2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When you're not around.
Then sleep starts to tempt me,
Making sweet, little sounds.
My bed gets bigger
And I start to get thinner.
Then we start to bicker
So I feel like a sinner.
Sleep brings the numbness,
The painlessness I so desire.
I succumb to my dreams, nonetheless,
Because missing kills like fire.
I cannot wait for you to get home,
Happy that we're in the same time zone.
Albion, the Geth BreakerName: Heavy Platform 95135BAlbion, the Geth Breaker3 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Age: Over 400 years since its activation
Marital Status: None
Base of Operations: Rannoch
Place of Birth: Rannoch
Occupation: Heavy Infantry Platform
Height: 6'5" Weight: 350 lbs. Flashlight Eye: Pearlescent Blue Metal: Blue with golden patterns
Armored like a Geth Juggernaut, with high sloping armor plating on the shoulders. Tall energy cylinder on the back for fueling special abilities.Densified armored plates around the torso for added protection.Specialized armor on the wrists (shield emitter, etc)
Weaponry: Geth Plasma Shotgun, Geth Plasma SMG (Both uploaded with Phasic Rounds)
Gear: Stronghold Package