AkuRoku - Homecoming 13Axel had tried his best to get himself out more after making amends with his roommates; his room had started to feel like a prison, but then again so had the world. He e-mailed Roxas as much as he could without sounding as desperate as he really was, but it did nothing to help his longing not that he really expected it to but he could hope. It was all he had now.AkuRoku - Homecoming 134 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The ache in his chest doubled every time Roxas told him that he missed him and that he would be home as soon as he could. As each day passed, the promise of that seemed to hold less and less meaning. He knew Roxas would return, yet each day he wasn't there, it made him a little less hopeful.
I know everyone will be worried about you, I hope you're talking to them.
I'll see you soon.
I love you.
If he wasn't so depressed, Axel would have laughed. Since he had left his room two weeks prior, he had barely spoken a word to either of his flatmates; only because he didn't know what to say. What could he say? He ha
What does it matter?1 - WhenWhat does it matter?3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
2 - Nothing is
3 - Clear to you
4 - Anymore, what do you
5 - Do to make your eyes
6 - Open? "Open", because I am not
7 - even sure if what I see is
8 - Actually there. Illusions are easy to see when
9 - You have a blinded heart, filled with insecurity and
10 - Jealousy. What do you say when someone asks you "why"?
9 - When you know that your "because" is something stupid?
8 - When you know that your "because" is invalid?
7 - Would having a ridiculous reason be better
6 - Than having no reason at all?
5 - My eyes are too afraid
4 - To open, to find
3 - Out who I
2 - Really, truly
1 - Am.
Hell is WaitingHell is Waiting3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once I had the strangest dream, truly it had an inconceivable scheme. Let me tell you of the haunting scene.
I was standing in a field, there was a gale that refused to yield. The ground below me fell and as I began to drop I did yell. Through the core I dove, through the fiery pits I drove.
Suddenly I was trapped in an eerie fog, as if I had landed in a bog. The smell of sulfur hung in the air, clinging onto my memories which I could not repair. The smell of death and decay fell fully on me without delay. So finally I opened my eyes and oh did they burn, and what I saw made my insides churn. Here I saw twisted mangled figures with so many distorted horrific features.
A sinister laugh echoed in the deathly silence, a testament to its evil nature lay before me as evidence. Mankind strewn about in so many charred remains, this was some sort of hellish domain. So here in this nightmare, my imagination began to dare. I pondered at the details of the picture before me, and my soul ripped ou
The Avenging AngelThe Avenging Angel3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The gates of heaven open, out walks a woman her hair blackest raven. Her slow stride is steady and resolute, her eyes passionate. Her lips part in deliberate progression, her eyes burn with aggression. Her body is clad in black, any vestige of virginal white to her back. She moves as a liquid dance, moving to an unheard cadence.
Her eyes rest on earth with a cruel yet somber stare, something so wicked from one so fair. Her hips sway, a swift bound without delay. Launching herself to the plane of humanity, her black wings extend beating in a steady beat leading her towards her intended calamity.
She hits the atmosphere taking it in stride, in her grace her strength belied. The sonic boom shatters glass, an eerie sound as the apocalypse comes to pass. With one hand pointed to the stars she draws a mighty blade, damning them for what God forbade.
The Avenging Angel vengeance was perfectly and beautifully made.
Deaf EarsDeaf Ears3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
What if I knock at heaven's door?
What if I scream and shout all my needs?
What if I do my best to pray earnestly?
What if I still I feel empty because no one answers?
What if there's no relief in my soul after sending up that heavenly flare?
What if I am just a fallen angel?
What if all my prayers fall on deaf ears?
The Raven's RemedyThe Raven's Remedy3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
His Virginia beloved, only her he coveted; his night and day, hanging onto every word she did say. One day, the Raven came and took her away.
Poe clung to his memory of her, the lines of his reality began to blur. Into fitful rages he flew, his obsession and madness only grew.
A new muse! The idea he simply would refuse. His delirious obsession completely destroying any comprehension. His writings were fully demented, showing his reality had been fully distorted.
Here in his study he was isolated, and in the lonely darkness his heart was elated. For here visions of his gone Virginia would appear the apparition of the one he held so dear.
Just one more sip, the pain would slip, and in would walk his Virginia.
The Raven made another visit, his soul he had to submit. And as his convulsions vanished in walked his Virginia, the memory he would not banish. She saw him and wept, for his sanity he had not kept, for into a sea of opiates he had swept.
Now the question is which was his true o
HOW TO DECIDE ITS BEDTIME: an instructional guideSTEP 1. Type flustered monologue professing some kind of emotion in Facebook chat barHOW TO DECIDE ITS BEDTIME: an instructional guide3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
STEP 2. Edit flustered monologue professing some kind of emotion in Facebook chat bar
STEP 3. Become suddenly very self-conscious about flustered monologue professing some kind of emotion in Facebook chat bar
STEP 4. Do not send flustered monologue professing some kind of emotion in Facebook chat bar
STEP 5. Let it sit there
STEP 6. Stare at it
STEP 7. Wish it would go away
STEP 8. Delete entire flustered monologue professing some kind of emotion in Facebook chat bar
STEP 8b. Accidentally send flustered monologue professing some kind of emotion in the Facebook chat bar
STEP 9. Flip the fuck out
STEP 10. Flip out some more
STEP 11. Fuck step 11
STEP 12. Fuck this
STEP 13. Become a turtle
STEP 14. Turtles can't type, you are now without blame
STEP 15. Decide it's bedtime
STEP 15b. Merge with the Earth
STEP 16. Shoosh, pap
Irken Corruption: The Beginning Chapter 1Irken Corruption: The Beginning Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: The Invasion
Ships flown busily towards and from a deep pinkish colored planet, lights emitting far from its surface to the point it looked like it was speckled with them from all over. Many ships hovered over the planet, some monitoring the leaving and entering vehicles. The surface below looked rather sinister yet majestic from the towering metropolis that covered almost the whole planet. Tons of the towers were grey, while some building maintained its magenta hue like the ships that hovered by. The citizens who were more like soldiers marched in numbers towards their destinations. Their magenta uniforms clashing against the grey buildings and blending with the same colored buildings. They each had a different tint of green skin with some having either magenta, purple, green, or brown eyes. Each of them sporting two thin antennae some curled to distinguish the female to the males who had antennae that bent at the ends. Some of them were expressionless and more focused towa
CC:R4 Lost in the Dark P.5CC:R4 Lost in the Dark P.53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Lost in the Dark
Round 4: Part 5
The chill night air consumed my burning lungs. After running for who-knows how long, my paws finally gave up and I was forced to slow my pace. I had set Stan down in order to free my mouth, letting myself pant the tiredness off. After awhile my hot breath melted away all my shivers. If only they could melt away my aching body.
"Stan, who were those dogs?" I asked once my panting stopped and my breathing returned to a steady rhythm.
"I don't know," he replied, ears twisting around, "I didn't like the sounds of them."
"I'm confused. Wouldn't a rebellion against the tourney be a good thing?"
Stan merely shook his head. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh, "Nothing is truly good in this city anymore. Just don't think about, Caesar. You just have to focus on surviving what's set before you now."
But how could I? Nothing made much sense, but how could I just walk around pretending the problems weren't there? H
It Has Come To My AttentionIt has come to my attentionIt Has Come To My Attention3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that people like me
are generally not welcome in fairy tales.
It's the talking birds that do it.
The minute a sparrow shows up to pipe a direful warning
it's all over
down at the first hurdle
The body in the fifty-fathom well
will have to wait
the old woman turned into a hare
the murdered mother in the juniper tree
as I whip out my Sibley guide and look for the entry
with the fieldmark labeled capable of human speech.
For this crime
I have been accused of a failure of wonder
of having chained up my inner child and sent her
to work in the salt mines.
But the truth
(if you really want to know)
is that I have read too many fairy tales
and lived a bit too long
to be surprised by anything that happens in
the cottages of lonely woodcutters.
I can even venture a guess
to why the bear speaks with the voice of a maiden
(my heart goes out to her)
and why, when the animal has saved your life,
you will be required to make a harp out of its bones.
These are o
Dark Meridian: Chapter 4Dark Meridian: Chapter 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Don't worry about what happened back there." Jasc said to Willow as they headed down the hall.
"How can I not worry? Everyone must think I'm a freak!" Willow exclaimed before she even realized what she was saying. Jasc raised an eyebrow at her and Willow mentally hit herself. "Sorry, I didn't mean " She had just remembered how Jasc was treated, and knew it wasn't anything like what she had gone through.
"I understand." He smiled a bit. "You never know. That could just be a really uncommon power you have."
"Yeah, but at first it looked like I had water abilities. I can't have two can I? And even if I did have two, what the heck was the second one?"
"I've never heard of a Chao having two separate powers, but it may be possible. As for what the second thing was, I have no clue." Jasc responded. Willow sighed, trying not to look down at her bloody hands. Finally, the two came upon the nurse's office. They stepped inside and closed the door, then approached the nurse who was sitting a
A Yellow DragonMy friend is the worst player in the world. Which is fantastic, because my DM is the worst DM in the world.A Yellow Dragon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Though I barely knew the rules of the game, the two of them invited me to play with them. The rest of their group had left their game, and they wanted at least a third person, so that card just happened to be passed to me. This was all because they learned that I had played D&D before.
Now, I had only played D&D a few times, and nothing recently. They were always spur-of-the-moment one shot adventures that I just happened to join in because everyone in my hometown circle of friends wanted to play. I never had access to the books and had to learn as I went along, leaving me with only a loose sense of the rules.
Not wanting to ruin anyone's fun due to my ignorance of the rules, when my friend invited me to play with his DM, I went ahead and purchased the core books and started reading them. Though they were dry and at times dull, I read them cover to cover, committing as much to me
Red MoonRed Moon3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Three Part One Shot
Screams ring throughout the air, piercing it like a million little needles each sharper than any knife, any sword that could be crafted by man. It surrounds me, not like a blanket or a warm embrace but how my own blood may. Everywhere. No matter how hard I try, how badly I pray, no matter how loud my voice rises into the abyss it does not go away. It worsens.
"Stop!" I shriek, my hands gripping for something, anything that may ease this pain, or at least brace me, "Stop this now!"
I feel his soft breath at my ear as a hand tucks some of my hair behind my ear, "Please, just bear with it a little longer "
"I can't!" I cry, agony dripping from every word as my nails dig into his back, "Sebastian! Please! Stop this!"
A stifled sob is swallowed into his throat as his arms tighten their embrace, "A little longer, my lord."
The moon hovers high above
AkuRoku - Homecoming chapter 7Roxas let Sunday go by without much drive to do anything. For the first time in a long time he had a day to himself, to stay in, though it wasn't as relaxing as he'd always wanted it to be. It was far from it. A day of absolute depression, and the blond decided not to remove himself from his bed - and thankfully everyone left him alone for the most part.AkuRoku - Homecoming chapter 75 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He dreaded Monday, the thought of having to go back to school only dampened his already crushed spirits as he got up, extremely reluctant. After all, even though he confined himself to his room, Roxas had barely slept at all the past couple of days. His insomnia had made him used to having no sleep, but he got up even more drained than normal.
"You okay Rox?" Cloud asked the boy early Monday morning and the blond didn't answer, making his way to the fridge to remove a carton of orange juice that he didn't even want to drink. "Guess that was a stupid question," the older boy said, more to himself than his brother. "You know kiddo, I'm s