Farewell, Dungeon Master.Somewhere out there, in the distant worlds of Eberron, Faerun, Aber-Toril and countless other lands that lay just a hairsbreadth askew of our own, every celestial and infernal, gnome and troll, elf and dwarf, human and orc, and yes, even the noble Dragons themselves...Farewell, Dungeon Master.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All of them stopped their battles, their struggles, and fell quiet. Some stood gazing skyward in muted awe, others falling to their knees and bowing their heads in prayerful tears...
Though none of them knew why they did, all of them, from the smallest kobold to the mighty Tarrasque, stopped in a moment of silence, for they knew that somewhere, somehow, a Greatness passed from the realms of the living into the stillness of the dead.
And nothing any of them could do, could restore that Greatness to them. All they knew was that the memory remained, and that was enough to ensure that Greatness could never truly perish.
Fight As One LyricsOur World's about to break.Fight As One Lyrics4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Tormented and Attacked
Lost from when we wake
With no way to go back
I'm Standing on my own.
But now I'm not alone (Avengers Assemble).
Always we will fight as one,
Till the battle's won
with evil on the run
we never come undone
Assemble, we are strong
Forever fight as one
Assembled we are strong
Forever fight as one
For I am a WriterYou walk down the streets. What do you see?For I am a Writer2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Some guy, sitting on a bench, waiting for his bus as he sips coffee from a Starbucks cup and reads the newspaper. A man and a woman, holding hands in a tight embrace. A taxi with no passenger drives slowly over the cracked pavement. A plump lady goes into a bistro.
Seems pretty average, right?
Let's look at the same scene through my eyes.
I see the guy on the bench, though his cup contains the blood of his last victim as he waits for the bus on a one way trip to hell. The man and the woman holding hands are stalked by a lone figure in the shadows. The taxi driver is insane, on a spree to see how many people he can run over. The pavement is cracked by plants, who will rise, angry at the humans who kill them to build polluted cities. The plump lady going in the bistro doesn't have a taste for the gourmet food, but instead for human flesh.
I see this, anywhere I go.
For I am a Writer.
Muscle Women: Where's the loveBefore I begin, let me start off by saying that I am a fan of muscular women. Don't know or remember when that started, but I am. If you already know that, then forget what I said.Muscle Women: Where's the love8 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Anyway, here's a little piece called: "Muscle Women: Where's the love?"
Why don't more people love muscle women? What is it about not having a stick-figuresque body that drives people away? Muscles can be sexy too. If muscular men can attract women, why not vice versa? I'm going to explore the possible reasons for people not wanting to have anything to do with muscular women.
1. Muscle women want to make men their sex slaves and/or kill them.
Sure, some of them maybe...and maybe there are some S&M people who like that kinda stuff. But not ALL of them. I bet some guys on the internet saw some pics from Kinsyo(a muscle artist from Japan) or read some web fiction about muscle women who like to kill men.
Opposites AttractShe believed in true love and happily ever after.Opposites Attract4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He thought tumble weeds knew more about life than humans.
They had starlight in the desert, but it turned icy before dawn.
She danced because it was good money and made her feel empowered.
He liked to watch hips and lips; they could tell stories that eyes never would.
Together they watered neurosis and fed paranoia.
She clutched rosaries and medals like magic amulets.
He pinched joints and chugged Jack like they were maps and rivers to Nirvana.
They were a match unmade in Heaven, and dissatisfaction was never so grudging lived.
She painted new worlds and hopes in water color dresses.
He analyzed gods and humanity in calcium deposits and molecular structures.
For a relationship that never had a chance, they could have been almost perfect.
Kingdom Hearts 3 Marvel ideaKingdom Hearts 3: a Marvelous Idea?Kingdom Hearts 3 Marvel idea4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This is an idea for an world to use in my Kingdom hearts 3 idea, ever since Disney brought marvel (or not I don't know) I though of a way to incorporate a Marvel World for kingdom hearts so here is my idea
In Twilight town, the player sees an old man on the ground while the Heartless surround him, after a quick battle with them the player helps up the old man, the old man curses the heartless because when he was attack he was a large load of pages, the player ask why the papers where so important to him which he replies that he is a comic book writer and artist and he had recently set up a comic book stand up and the papers he was carry were the finished comics he made on the opening of his store, the player notices a couples pages on the ground and gives them to old man, the old noticed it was the start of one of the comics he made, he then told the player to come to store to give him a gift for saving him, then the player ask who the old man was an
Bitter Sweet CasualtyThe pressure finally got to youBitter Sweet Casualty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blind eyes just couldn't see
You died inside so long ago
Another bitter sweet casualty
Beneath the surface you cried out
Yet you didn't make a sound
Your friends were always there for you
Despite it all you drowned
Pathetically you just gave up
You lost your will to live
A lack of effort sealed your fate
Life had so much to give
But its too late you made your choice
You chose the cowards way
And now you are the selfish one
Alone you will decay
Your suicidal dream was a nightmare
This dream left real marks
Sweet memories have become weapons
Bleak knives scar loved ones hearts
The Author Is InferiorThe author of this poem is intellectually inferiorThe Author Is Inferior4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As given by his terminology.
Despite his intelligent appearance on his exterior;
A visage that could not be more untrue.
I hold a subjective perspective of his personal psyche,
As intelligence Is measured through IQs.
The author of this poem is not accepted within my subculture;
Reason being that he is too different.
To his expired mind my people are proverbial vultures,
Feasting on his late philosophy's dues.
I retain a viewpoint free of prejudice and cold resent,
As intelligence is measured through IQs.
The author of this poem is obviously greatly uncivilized;
His viewpoint is radical and extreme,
Claiming higher knowledge of anything with such a pair of eyes
Without human constructs to guide him through.
I hold a correct and moderate viewpoint, as opposed to he,
As intelligence is measured through IQs.
The author of this poem is generally a lesser human being,
Proven by his inferiority.
Scrambling, shambling, across the trench of da
A Prophets VisionRainbows in oil stained puddlesA Prophets Vision4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
where I watch my thoughts
reflect back in inky black,
catching now and than
in the headlights to dance
in a metallic shine.
this beauty which comes
with fragments of regret,
it is but the way with all poison,
they entrance with their dazzling
colors, the irony, meant to warn you away,
yet so irresistible you want to reach
out and touch it.
Dip my fingers in
and stir it around, but it is thick
a viscous liquid
which falls in heavy black drops,
each one like of my thoughts,
which disappear back into
the darkness again.
I would paint my skin
with these colors as my blood
flows warm within and my eyes
become lost as I swim inside
tears.my face drowns in the flow of tearstears.5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
i feel nothing but a heavy heartache
for all that i've gone through over the years
knowing that loving you was a mistake
the tears drench my cheeks as i think back
on all the memories that we shared
somehow i knew that you would lack
the ability to show you cared
these tears won't easily go away
they fall so quickly and stay so long
but i know that they will dry up someday
and i'll forget how i have been wronged
TimeLife passes with slow sadness, with the confusion of the days I grab into your memory, and into the hope to seeing to again someday.Time4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Why should I breath?, Why should I love you all the time?, You are the only thing that my soul wants, the only reason why my heart screams in agony with every single day that passes.
The days feels so heavy, the nights so confusing, why should I move if my heart feels so heavy, why should I hide?, because there is no reason to run away, I want you to see me, with no masks, I want you to find me and save me of my own soul.
What Love IsI was just a lonely girlWhat Love Is4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Only a few months past sixteen
But still naïve
Wishing for the kind of romance
You see in the movies.
He was a lost soul I thought I could save
He made me feel special
For the first time in my life
He needed me
I never realized what a burden that could be
And so I told him
'I don't know what love is
But I know what it's not.
It's not living life on a leash
Or living life to please.
I'm no one's property
I belong only to me
Love is supposed to build you up
Not tear you down
I may not know what love is
But I know it's not you and me
That boy's ways left me broken inside
I fell into the arms of a friend
Started to feel hope again
It felt so good to feel worthwhile
Oh, I fell hard and fast
And so it didn't last
I had seen the light of good in him
No matter how cold he might be now
I couldn't get it go
I was lost in heartbreak
Until I could see
I don't know what love is
But I know what it's not
It's not letting someone walk all over you
Making excuses bec
Sane ScarsStubborn walls provoke me to question my core,Sane Scars4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Overwhelming perceptions, religion, the human race and the law,
Tables are bolted to the floor,
I see a similarity and silently scream for no more,
Arrogant pigeons fill the sky,
Able to choose if they live or die,
Scars hide from the educated patrol,
They view my room mate and I, two types of control,
Hourly checks are made,
A routine path laid,
The echoes of each defiant wall,
Words become whispers, a constant stall,
We speak of life beyond the car park,
The foundation of his fantasy, a fire without a spark,
I mirror his thoughts when life steals his sight,
The return of a wilted flower, I again fight,
The watch on my arm becomes a race,
Minutes and months, the difference in our pace,
I hide the wave of pain with violence,
Then laugh at his misguided silence,
My room mate stares with weakened pride,
Aware of the pain that I am forced to hide,
Isolation of actions, thoughts stand to rise,
I stand with a shadow that welcomes a surprise,
Divine WordsDivine words come to my earsDivine Words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whispered out of the emptiness around
My body - inattentive, going about its business
My mind - intellectual, logically defying any miracles
My heart - touched, though ever so frail and watchful of lies
Whispering to the emptiness around, words be gone - I so fear you
Friends Through Odd RealitiesHe showed me the way he sees the world,Friends Through Odd Realities4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The way reality looks to him
Through his confused eyes.
So beautiful, so sad.
Something so personal,
And of all people, he shared it with me.
I gave him a glimpse of my strange world,
The way I perceive it all
Through my confused eyes.
So high and so damn low.
Something that is just mine,
But I chose to share it with him, my friend.
We revealed, we saw,
What others could not comprehend
Even if they were to try with all their might.
Not that they would want to.
But neither of us are running.
Neither of us is hiding.
We'll live life, we'll die,
That's the only certainty we know.
My heart breaks for this boy, wants to shelter him.
All I could say was "deal with it,
You're stuck with me, mister."
"Likewise... And you, me."
Haiku of LossHaiku of LossHaiku of Loss4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Out of solitude
A connection shines then fades
This is loneliness
RematchRematch2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Shades of Green: One Month
The Training Room
The sound of metal being crushed, torn to shreds by an angry emerald-skinned giant, who decided to vent his rage, echoes throughout the entire room. A thunderous roar soon follows as the Green Goliath lashes out against the remaining obstacles that dared to assault him. In a matter of minutes everything is destroyed, leaving nothing but carnage and destruction in his wake.
JARVIS' announcement goes seemingly unnoticed by the Hulk, blocked out by his breathing and the savage rage that threatened to consume his mind. He stands motionless, unmoving from the very spot where he terminated the remaining obstacles. Then he heard the sound of hands clapping together, which immediately causes him to turn in the direction that the sound originated f
SlaveIf only you could understandSlave4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Neither time nor alcohol could cure my mind
I'm a slave of my heart, a victim of the consequences
All I wait is for you to finally come around
Anything else is just pretense
EternityThe silence of my own existence is the own Certain thing that i know, the emptiness of my reality is the truth that i see,Eternity2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
the eternity of my path it's revealed with every single step i made into the darkness of the future.
If you want to follow me, first you have to see the true nature of the darkness within you, and embrace it proudly.
EyesWords are not good enoughEyes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They never get the job done
Crude, unlike music, they falter
When they stop, hearts are broken
Nobody truly knows how to use them
An art so devious, no man can master it
Eyes get the job done instead, with grace
Keen and frank, they speak the silent truth
DiscoveryWas the moon big enough to hold your soul then?Discovery4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shadows danced like magic across the stone-cold pavement, flickering as they passed through the moonlight
But you you couldn't care less about a reflection of what was:
Your only desire was the truth.
Whenever I spoke, you never believed.
Statements were crosschecked and almost always repeated.
Your only desire was the truth you wanted to know the truth in me that not even I knew existed.
Bent on showing me the world, together we watched meteor showers and sunrises.
Anthills and hummingbird wings
Daisy petals and dew among trees.
We flew on swing sets and danced on ocean waters.
"Together," you assured me, "we'll climb to the top of the Eiffel Tower."
Your only desire for life was the truth.
We counted my eyelashes (as they fell), until they blurred from my vision..
the number of drops in the ocean was no mystery to us, when we were together.
And soon my only desire for anything, was the truth.
Now, I'm quite content
machineryyou're sitting there and you're watching. you're watching with an open heart and open eyes and you're watching him and waiting for him to move, to do something, to show something, to show you life. he's cold and he's lifeless and he's helpless and you don't know why. you want so badly to touch his hand, have your hand in his, and you want so badly for a sign.machinery4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
you don't understand why he does what he does. you can see it in his eyes but no one else can and it makes you feel alone and makes him feel even emptier than before.
because he's taking all these pills and he's saying all these things and you're trying desperately to put his words together. you're trying so hard to piece him together but maybe it's just too much. he's got too many thoughts and too many words to describe them and you're hurting too and your words are intertwining and your bodies are intermingling and for a moment you'll become one. in the morning you won't be able to find your shirt and you'll be completely expose