TFAV Drab05 RP Seeking AnswersTFAV Drab05 RP Seeking Answers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That's right. That is what a soldier is all about, yes they go to war, yes they have to end people's lives for the greater good, but is it really for peace or is it a political reason these people need to die? I was told by an old general a while ago that he would rather live in a world without the need for generals, soldiers, or wars."
Victor Keys, when talking to James McAlister about the dangers that await humanity in the inevitable upcoming war and about his scar that defines him as one of the McAlisters.
Year 2009 A.D._
Residence of Matthew Chagon_
One year ago_
(The events of this Roleplay takes place after TFAV Russian Roulette [Parts 1, 2 and 3] and before TFAV Aftermath.)
~Talamone, a small Italian town in Italy, One year ago~
~ The silver-white Lamborigini Reventon sped through the streets of Italy; leaving a maelstrom of dust and air currents in its wake. ~
Victor: [comlink] Ah yes...I have having a meeting
Fairy TeaFairy Tea3 years ago in Settings More Like This
*Words Printed to right of ingredients are to be said as herbs are added to the pot.
*words printed following the ingredients are to be said before drinking the tea.
3 tsp. black tea Black for strength
1 tsp. Chamomile Then apple of night;
2 tsp. dandelion root Wild grown root;
1 tsp. elder flower And Lady's blessing.
1 tsp. hops Hops for joy;
2 tsp. mullein Then between the worlds;
2 tsp. raspberry leaf Tangle of bramble and fairy knots;
2 tsp. rose hips Kissed with love,
Brewed to invite the Fair Folk to Tea
Fairies.Fairies.Fairies.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
' They are here ...
Skippin in the pale moonlight, sleeping among the trees.
Among the misty, cold night.
Something is blinking in the dark, small, fragile light.
Flutter of a butterfly's wings, gold dust.
You can see something out of the corner of your eye.
No, I saw something.
They exist when you believe. '
The balad of the Last CentaurThe balad of the Last Centaur5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Ballad of the Last Centaur
I looked to the stars but I never could trace
What on earth had become of the rest of my race
I concluded that I was the last of my line
With the trunk of a man and the rest equestrine.
Two hearts beat within me, below and above
In a solitary thing with no other to love,
so I kept to myself in the wood's dappled shade
and I hunted alone with my bow and my blade.
One day there came a sound, the coarse voices of men
who had come to the wild, passing close to my den;
And a hostage they had- the fair child of a lord-
Whom they'd taken, forsooth, to demand some reward.
And it troubled me much when I heard their chief say
what they would do to her, should her father not pay,
And the next thing I knew my straight arrow was flying-
The brute was unhorsed and down in the dirt dying;
I seized then my chance and at them I was rushing
Somehow wielding a branch, skulls and helmets for crushing.
My crude cudgel whirled, and my front hooves they flailed
kicking and wind
"life support""life support"10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
This is shutting down. No one else sees it, because the foam pets are selling nicely. The goldfish are being won. They are playing "Stairway to Heaven" yet again on the Fire Loop. Appealing to the masses.
When she says to me, "the sun is setting," I already know. I close one eye, aim and shoot. Its yellow, dead body loosens its grip on the sky and starts to drop.
"Probably," she says, "no one else is even watching."
I really, truly know what she means, but making words out of a feeling is impossible.
"What... the hell... are people doing?" I ask finally.
The people below us are moving from ride to ride like obnoxious trick-or-treaters. Getting what they want and moving on brainlessly. It's hard to look at something as beautiful as a sunset and not think about all the idiots missing out.
"I couldn't say. Digging their own graves, perhaps? Or throwing up? Or taking pictures in the photobooth?"
"There's a photobooth here?"
My weak spot, but I won't say anything.
The Doubleback TwinsName: Melissa and Velissa DoublebackThe Doubleback Twins6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Species: Human (conjoined twins)
Hair: Black, done in a bun (Melissa) , short and spiked upward (Velissa)
Eyes: Forest green
Height: 5 9
Weight: about 230
Personality: Cheerful and friendly, usually talkative (Melissa) Grumpy and rude, usually quiet (Velissa)
Appearance: Usually in a turtleneck sweater (shows belly), pants, boots, bracelet on both wrists, rings on both middle fingers, earrings on the ears of both heads, right half of the outfit is yellow (Melissas side), left side of the outfit is red (Velissas side) accessories of right side are yellow and accessories on left side are red
Abilities: none, only a body that exceeds the human body limits a few times over.
Likes: Being nice, flowers, cute things, stuffed animals, the color yellow (Melissa), being alone, scaring people, disturbing things, collecting skulls, the color red (Velissa)
Dislikes: mean people, scary stuff (Meliss
Ode to a ChuzzleOde to a Chuzzle9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ode to a chuzzle
to where art thou gone?
instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
I quested for your happiness
I grouped you with some friends
but now it seems I have destroyed you
How could I begin to make amends?
Sometimes your smarmy attitude
Makes me a bit annoyed
But believe me, my dear chuzzle
I did not intend you for the Void
Although you roll your eyes at me
When I'm slow with my next move
I can't get enough of your fuzzy ways
nor of your fuzzy groove
But, my dear fuzzball chuzzle
To where art thou gone?
Instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
Do you go into the bottle
and later sold to stores?
Perhaps sold as a compound
meant to polish floors?
Or do you go to greater purpose, perhaps
to The Great Chuzzle in the Sky?
Tell me, my darling ball of fluff...
Where do Chuzzles go to die?
Wolf in Sheep's ClothingWolf in Sheep's Clothing3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Little prey, so weak and naive. Do not run as I tread closer. Remain blissful and ignorant. I am no fiend, nothing to fear. Ignore my sharp teeth and menacing growls. I am merely one of you.
Or at least, that is what I will make you believe.
Anastasia gripped her arms tightly as she walked. New York City was cold tonight. Colder than usual. Perhaps the gods were mocking her, for her idiotic behaviour, but that was unlikely. The only gods that ever paid her a split second of attention was her father and his nephew, Morpheus.
She rather the second have a taste for older women...
She could not help but regret running from Silas's home. Another fight that had escalated to her bursting into tears. She couldn't accept his comforting because his arms only made her body colder.
However, his house did the opposite.
She felt tempted to turn around and go back. Silas wouldn't be angry, in fact he would probably be relieved. But by the gods she wanted to hurt him and doing this d
Death is a GiftI had just turned level 65 when it happened. When I learned Perish Song.Death is a Gift3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"That move will make me unstoppable on the Battle Subway," My trainer exclaimed as he ignored me like usual.
I growled sleepily. We had been training like this all day.
"You can rest later," He told me. "Now show me what your new move does."
My trainer walked around in the tall grass while I reluctantly followed. We were in a large patch so it was only a few seconds before a wild Reuniclus jumped out.
"Use Perish Song," He commanded.
Yawning, I drew upon the newfound power that I now possessed.
It started off with the sky darkening. I stalled for a moment mid-move to stare up at my trainer in confusion.
"What are you waiting for Absol?" He yelled. "Attack it!"
It was then that I realized that the dark sky must only be occurring in my head. After all, Perish Song was used by Pokemon all the time and you never saw the sky darken when they used it.
I continued my attack and watched with interest as the sky grew darke
BLUE - I have a NameBLUE - I have a Name3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
After spending a lot of my day reading some Pokemon Creepy-Pasta, I thought it would be nostalgic to start over my Red version.
I miss the old days, lots of fun, naming my rival a bunch of asshole names...
I always did that, it was the highlight of every laugh I've had in the Pokemon games!
Now what I'm about to say, is completely real, unlike a few pastas out there, but I now believe in quite a few of them because of this experience..
I played expecting nothing creepy to happen, so it was all good, nothing to really scare me at all. For some reason, my gameboy wouldn't load the game up, so I turned on good ol' Pokemon Stadium and put the cartridge in. Afterwards I transferred over some of my Pokemon to the storage on Stadium.
I then began my new game.
Intro went normally, names went okay, I decided to be un-clever and name my rival Douche, just like others have.
So my game begins, I access my PC, grab my potion, and save just to be clear.
For some reason, there was a wall of letters o
Too close trio part 2Too close trio part 27 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
At Suichiros apartment, the three friends dealt with their situation. After more than an hour of becoming fused, the fairy starts to run out of ideas. Melanie is sitting on the couch giving a quick course on magic hand moves to her friends.
No Ishy, turn your wrist the other way. Erica, I told you to extend your fingers and move them slowly Melanie explains them while turning her head to both sides.
Me tired of this! Erica replies upset Dont have long and skinny fingers like humans Me cant do it!
Mel, why dont you try to move your hands? Maybe the spell could work even if they are in the limbo Ishy quickly asks Melanie.
Ive been doing that for the last hour, Ishy. Is no use, we cant break the spell like this, we have to think of other way Melanie exclaims as she lay back on the couch.
We? This is your fault. Me tired of magic practice Erica replies while picking up the r
Ivy and Wine: Headrush part 6Ivy and Wine: Headrush part 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Aster swallowed again. A sweetness lingered on her tongue, perhaps a remnant of satisfaction so long waited for. "She was lucky, wasn't she?"
Dionysus chuckled as he took the empty cup from her. "Incredibly. My guess is that if we never stopped by, that she would have likely thrown herself off that cliff moments later. Instead, she got everything in the world she could have ever wanted."
"I almost would have like to have seen more from her," Aster noted.
"As you said yourself, Lysandra is young still, at least in maenad terms. The story has not fully left her lips, and even if it was, it is like the wine itself--it gets better if you let it age," the god explained.
Aster tried her best to puzzle out what exactly that could mean, but eventually gave up. "I'm afraid I don't think I understand that, but I trust you do."
"In good time," he answered simply. "So, do you feel better now that you've seen how the others became as you are now?"
Aster sighed. She was grateful to know the things s
Train Them Yourself Train Them Yourself!Train Them Yourself3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Heeey, White! Come here!"
The running trainer screeched to a stop as she looked up to see the day care man waiting for her. Wondering what he possibly could want, she hurried up the stairs.
"Ah, it's you!" exclaimed the man.
"Of course it's me old man," White replied impatiently. "What do you want?"
"We were raising your Pokemon, and my goodness, were we surprised! Your Pokemon was holding an Egg!" the old man told her. "We don't know how it got there, but your Pokemon had it. You do want it, don't you?"
White vaguely remembered that she had left her Absol and her Ditto at the Day Care for training.
"Sure give me the Egg."
"You have no room for it right now " answered the Old Man. "Come back when you've made room."
White ground her teeth in frustration. She was hot on the trail of a Thundurus and she barely had time to waste talking to this old man let alone time to rearrange her party for some stupid Absol Egg.
"You know what old man," she said. "You
-splice--splice-3 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was winter when I decied to go to our local pokeadopt centre and get a pokemon to care for.
Pokeadopt centres were full this time of year, and so I went inside- immediately I was drawn to a tiny eevee sitting almost mournfully in the back of a shadowed cage as though all hope was lost.
I peered through the bars of the cage at the eevee, the ones who ran the pokeshelter were a bit hesitant to give him to me.
I had finally convinced them, only because I was adopting the eevee's sister, and they thought it best not to separate them.
I opened the cage a bit nervously and stuck my hand inside. The tiny pokemon shivered as my hand got close, and I stopped.
He looked almost interested, and peered at me cautiously before sniffing my outreached hand cautiously.
The other eevee sat on my shoulder, and squeaked a happy greeting to her brother.
With that he jumped onto my other shoulder. I smiled at the two eevees, and thanked the pokeadopt centre for allowing me to have them.
Many months after
The Cabin Boy's Treasure .:Chapter One:.Chapter One: Sealed FateThe Cabin Boy's Treasure .:Chapter One:.2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There are many tales from the seven seas any many of them are told through the ages but some are forgotten, never told by fellow travellers or adventures and disappear to the bottom of the sea like so many lost ships. This is one of those tales that at first sound unbelievable but all I ask is for you to read on, this is the story about a young Cabin boy and how he came not across the greatest thing he'd set his eyes on, but also the greatest thing he loved.
Christopher never had it easy; sure he had dashing looks with his bushy black hair and emerald eyes and thin body but when it came to life it wasn't the best, he ran away from home at the young age of fourteen not wanting to follow in his father's footsteps of being a merchant staying in the same cluttered city all the time but instead he wanted to explore new places so the first ship he saw he got on, it was surprising to find that the Captain was considered one of the finest men in Britain Sir Albert Wins
Sing, You Tragedy, SingSing, You Tragedy, Sing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is breaking down
The colors are fading inside.
Even when she cries alone,
She still wears her smile.
Colors reflect her desire
All that she wants to be.
Give her a reason to grin
She will make others happy.
Alone she cries and screams, in vain
No one is listening to her.
When she is sad she hides her pain.
Will someone save her from torture?
Listen to her cries!
Sing, Raven, sing!
Free yourself from the world.
Make yourself happy again.
Listen to her wails!
Sing, Raven, sing!
Save yourself from this world.
Let yourself be happy again...
The darkness grows...
Colors fading fast...
Evil presence flows
through her past...
Sing, Raven, sing!
Save yourself now...
Show your being
Let it shine out...
The town can't handle it...
No one will understand...
The rules prevent it...
Follow what you planned...
Run away again.
Should've from the start.
Save your friends...
Guard all of your hearts...
Listen to her screams!
Save the world from yourself.
Sing, Raven, sing!
Protect their health...
Like It RoughPairings: Axel/RoxasLike It Rough2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Lady Ga Ga Like It Rough: "Is it 'cuz you don't mean it, or because I don't feel it, unless it's rough?"
I sat on the edge of my bed, staring intently at the door. It was locked. Twisting the bed sheets underneath my hands, I wondered how long it would hold.
Axel was on his way. And he was furious.
Larxene and the others were out, leaving the house cold and empty. The silence hung heavy around me, a stifling false sense of calm that numbed my limbs and clouded my mind. I waited for him to arrive, and break my world into a million tiny pieces. Biting my lip, I pushed down the flutter of excitement that curled in my stomach. He was pissed.
An unfinished essay lay amongst the debris of crisp packets and scribbled notes. Unpaid bills written in angry red letters were pinned to the board above my bed. Normal, routine worries that easily fell into the background, because Axel knew I was leaving.
Creepypasta DANCERI looked down at the screen of my DS resting in my hands. On it I could see the Gardevoir that I had just received in a trade. The slender Pokemon was rather beautiful and had an enchanting name to fit its grace. DANCER was its name. 'What a nice Pokémon,' I thought quietly to myself. While I was admiring the Gardevoir, my friend Alexandra started telling me about how she had obtained it. But I hardly paid her any attention. The only thing that mattered to me was winning the leader of the Pokémon fights type.Creepypasta DANCER3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I absently pretended to listen to her while I subtlety checked the Pokemon's statistics. I also looked for Gardevoir's description in the Pokedex, because I was curious as to what it would say.
The text scrolled across the screen. "To protect its trainer it uses all its psychic powers to create a small black hole."
Black hole? That really sounded awesome! I hastily investigated the list of moves it had. There were no moves with that name. What a real disappointment
The Bounds of FriendshipWritten by LentertamentThe Bounds of Friendship2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey thanks for agreeing to do this" Alex smiled looking over Lewis' shoulder as the Welshmen placed the big cardboard box onto the bed, "You should know how hard it is doing it all by yourself."
"Oh yeah definitely, it's nice to have some assistance when you're doing this kind of stuff." Lewis smiled setting the camera stand up with the camera aimed at the desk chair. "But remember to hold up your part of the deal Alex" Lewis glared over to the Danish who was holding another box in his arms. "Oh don't worry, once we're done we'll go to the cinema and I know the exact movie we'll see." "I can't wait" Lewis responded sarcastically.
Lewis placed Alex's box next to his and opened both of them, Inside Alex's was assortment of uninteresting items, two scarfs, one green and one white with black dots all around, a roll of black tape, two leather cuffs one red and one black, and a strap on mouth gag with a white ball with holes all around to allow the person
Profile - Mary Sue(I hope this gives you a brain damage. Don't forget to read her story! Definition of a "Mary Sue" at the bottom.)Profile - Mary Sue4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
but like shes the best chara EVAR and shes so speshul and prettiful so nyaahhhh~~~~
Full name: Marianne (but call her Mary!! LOLXDDDDD) Antionette Jennifyr Monique Serenity Clarissa Sueeee~ (and yes u do put the 4 e's LOLROFLMAO!!)
Nickname(s) or Alias: Mary Sue, Princess Marie, Princess of the Faeries, Bella Swan, The Chosen Angel, Magical Girl Angel Princess Sparklie Faerie, Princess of the Moon :3333333
Gender: FEMALE duh >w
SatedSated10 years ago in Typographical More Like This
Sated, she said, and bowed to the grave
nodding her lips to the thin of the wind
"Now it is june. She is tired of being brave."
Always there, something of missing and him.
Aubades on morning like nebula sighs
clash with the porn star handshakes and slick lips.
Names of the angels so quick fall to rise.
Nothing to know her but broken fingertips.
She nods to the smile and turns eyes so austere.
But the rhyming part of this poem
run run she said to the boy.
run, run, auld songs, old songs.
take your helmet, take your
maybe and take your love and
the following is a
the left and
sides of my brain
there is a pool of oil
on the side of the static road
that i wore church clothes
to see and go
The Trick of RevengeIt had been years since it happened, since the young Digi-Destin was able to digivolve his Digimon into MagnaAngemon to send him into the Gate of Destiny but to him it felt like an eternity of waiting, waiting for a way to escape so he can finally get his revenge on the one young boy who did this to him, waiting until he the leader of the Dark Masters could return back to the Digital world, it was only a matter of time before the inedible happened, before the door way opened for him and he was set free so seek his revenge on the one who sent him to this prison, he knew what he was going to do.The Trick of Revenge2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
T.K. sat on a the piece of a fallen tree with his partner Patamon resting on his white Bucket hat, today had so far been a busy day for the two of them as the group had split up to rebuild all the damage that the darker Digimon had caused. T.K looked to the crystal water in his bottle before pouring some of the clear liquid down his throat.
"Do you think the others would have finished by n
SoRoku - 'Not Study Game'SoRoku - 'Not Study Game'6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
MHC: Im in a SoRoku mood Or a RokuSora one
Sora/Roxas: ITS A SIGN OF THE APPACOLYPSE!!!
MHC: Yeah, yeah just read the fanfic.
Sora Roxas purred from across the room and the brunette grunted in reply. Whatcha doin ? The Nobody mused almost seductively.
Sora didnt move from his seathis eyes still glued to the papers lying on the desk in front of him.
Roxas almost glided over to him, a sway in his step, and stopped to look over his companions shoulder.
Looks easy, He stated flatly, and the brunette grunted again.
A sly smile tugged at the blondes pale lips. He leaned forward, to where his cheek brushed against Soras hair, and moved to were his lips lightly pressed against the brunettes ear.
How about we play the not-study game?
His arms evaded the chair and wrapped themselves around Soras waist. The brunette didnt even fli
In Xion's Defense: Perspective of a Non-FanThe fourteenth member of Organization XIII. A recolor of one of the main characters. Best buddies with Roxas and Axel. Can wield a keyblade like Roxas. Friends bend over backwards to help her. No prior indication of her existence. Even gets a tragic death scene. If you play Kingdom Hearts, I think you know who we're talking about here. Mainly because it's sort of in the title.In Xion's Defense: Perspective of a Non-Fan2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Xion. Or Xarmy Sue, as people like to call her. Let's not beat around the bush here; Xion is the embodiment of just about every Organization Sue in existence, for all the reasons stated above. People need not look any further for reasons to hate her.
So they stop where they are, refusing to look any deeper.
Make no mistake, people, my hatred for Mary Sues is on a level few people can reach. Borderline unhealthy, I'd say. I recall vivid memories of all the loathing d