Umbrella Man: Good and Evil'There's no justice. There's just me.'Umbrella Man: Good and Evil6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
It was a sad sight really. She wasn't physically unattractive, but the odd sprawl of motionless limbs had something disturbing wrong with it. The little excess flesh around her belly didn't really detract from her overall physique, but the persistent scowl that existed on her face did.
She had never been a good person, and though she occasionally did good things for people, it was purely because it somehow benefited her to do so. In the past, she had ruined many peoples lives through careful manipulation. Callously she slowly extracted what she wanted from them, careful to plant the seeds of self-doubt and worthlessness in her victims as she went.
She was a crafty creature though, as she never allowed herself to appear to be the villain. Behind a false smile and a batting of her eyelashes, she smirked. Concealed
Smexy FAQCan he get people pregnant?Smexy FAQ6 months ago in Profiles More Like This
No, he cannot get the typical human pregnant, it’s like the whole fucking a horse and expecting a centaur thing, it just doesn’t work that way. In fact being a different species from humans, his frequent raping of us could almost be considered something like bestiality among his species.
Is he single?
Technically, he actually isn’t, in fact he’s married, multiple times.
Being the horny rapist that he is, he holds the concepts of relationships such as marriage in such low regard, that all the times he was proposed to, he accepted, seeing the whole thing as less of a binding contract of support and affection between two people, and more as an excuse for a big party and fancy cake, or some other “fun” shenanigan’s and/or benefits.
Does he have a (__) colored rose?
He can make a rose with any color or pattern, the only limitations arise when you try to change the materials or texture of the rose.
2: Elle's EscapeMias stared at Elle's sleeping form beside him. She hadn't moved all nighthe knew because he hadn't moved all night either. He was still lying back against the headboard, watching her steady breathing and enjoying the rise and fall of her breasts beneath her lacy white bra. He had stripped her out of the gown she had been wearing, wanting her to be comfortable as she slept, confused as to why he cared about her comfort at all. His grin widened as her chest rose, deciding that caring about whether or not Elle was comfortable had to be the best damn idea he ever had.2: Elle's Escape2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sunlight poured through the open window, a slant of light cutting across the bed and Elle's creamy white legs. Mias adjusted himself on the bed, and Elle shifted slightly before going still once more.
She would be awake soon, and Mias was suddenly aware that he had been lying on the bed in his clothes. He tried to smooth the wrinkles in his slacks and shirt, sighing with frustration when he realized not only was he a w
4: Mias, Elle, and...Abernos??"Stupid bloody magic!" Elle growled. She slammed the book on the table closed, dust floating up to her nose from the movement. She sneezed several times before leaning forward to rest her forehead against her palms, her frustration building.4: Mias, Elle, and...Abernos??2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
For the past three days she had tried, to no avail, to find a way to break through the protection spell that was keeping her trapped. On the first day she had sprinted towards the open front door, hoping that she could break through with brute force and determination. Mias had been leaning over the banister, looking down at her with amusement. The instant she made contact with the open doorway she felt the empty space contract outwards as it gave under the force of her weight, before she was launched backwards into the manor where she landed without grace on her backside. Mias had roared with laughter, which she responded to with a finger that she hoped was universally known.
The second day was a day for experimenting. Elle decided to see if she co
6: Elle Held CaptiveMias leaned forward in the saddle, urging his black steed forward with kicks and shouts of encouragement. The crisp night air invigorated his senses, and he pushed his horse faster still. The landscape was a blur around him, farmhouses and cottages coming into view for mere seconds before disappearing once more into the darkness.6: Elle Held Captive2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mias pulled up on the reins as he came up over a hill, giving him a perfect view of the rolling fields and cottages which dotted the countryside below. He patted his horse approvingly, glancing up at the moon and sucking in a lungful of air. He closed his eyes, allowing the sounds of the night to envelope him, letting the cricket song and the distant howls of wolves calm him. Yet his thoughts kept drifting back to Elle.
She was like no one he had met before in his life. She stood up to him, constantly challenging him and speaking her mind. It was refreshing, having someone so honest in his presence. People rarely looked him in the eye, their fear of
8: Mias Finds ElleElle rose slowly from the spot where she had been sitting for the past hour. She wasn't usually one to feel sorry for herself, but Elias' spiteful words, rough hands, and unwanted kisses had taken their toll on her. Yet in spite of his constant cruelty, Elle was amazed at how she had handled things thus far, drawing on an inner strength that she didn't know that she possessed.8: Mias Finds Elle2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Drawing on that strength once more, Elle took in her surroundings in the hope that she would find something that could help her escape. After all, if what Elias had said about Mias was true, then she was in fact on her own. As she looked around the surprisingly large space of the cabin, hoping that she would spot something to aid in her escape plan, Elle held on to the hope that Elias had been lying. That seemed highly likely, given his behavior, but she wasn't going to pin her hopes on a possibility. As far as she was concerned, she was going to have to figure a way out of this situation herself.
Elle inched her
etch-a-sketchhe wrote his suicide note on an etch-a-sketch board.etch-a-sketch2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
elmo-red frame, golden paint drawing out the classy cursive logo, white bottle-cap knobs, and a fake digital screen.
a child's dream.
it took him six hours to revisit his childhood for the last time.
[it didn't take that long because he didn't know what to say, but because he wanted to finally do something right.]
he carefully turned each knob, forming darkened pixels into letters, letters into words, and words into spider-silk-thin sentences that would rip and fade, just as spider webs did.
his words faded a bit when you accidentally knocked it off his dresser so you could take it to the funeral.
faded a bit when you went over that speed bump on the road and the little board bounced around a bit in the car.
faded a bit when you walked over to his open casket and dropped it next to his mortician-treated body.
faded a bit when the mini-crane dropped the casket into the grave just a moment too early, and so the death-box shook like a f
PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONSYour life is headed for a disastrous end.PERSONAL CATASTROPHE AND PROBABLE SOLUTIONS8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyone will die.
That is a fact.
You will die.
Your friends will die.
Everyone you know will die.
These are indisputable facts.
Your body will break down and crash in one way or another.
Your heart will stop.
Your brain synapses will cease firing.
100% guaranteed termination.
You and everyone you know has less than 122 years left.
The oldest person alive was 122.
Oldest person alive now is 115.
Death should be your number one enemy.
Do not accept it.
Do not welcome it.
The question is - are you willing to extend, improve your life and the lives of those you love?
Why haven't you done it yet? Do you think it's impossible?
Flying for us was impossible until airplanes were built.
Now, the question is- how do we stop the personal catastrophe of death?
The logical answer is - science!
We can slow death down using modern medicine, and we can stop and reverse some accidental causes of death.
Aging is one cause that we cannot currentl
Creepypasta - FlutterScaryCreepypasta - FlutterScary1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Angel wanted me to come to the Everfree forest, I really wish i could understand some animals, he hopped along as I followed, he stopped to a halt, to what I noticed was an injured animal, a bunny just like angel...actually too much a look a like of angel, but obviously from me being an animal lover, I really thought that i should help it, naturally I walked towards the bunny, but all of a sudden a dark circle surrounded me, it shrouded around me, then suddenly I started falling, was it in the sky? was it in the ground? was it even anywhere I wasn't sure.
I saw a weird shape, I couldn't really figure out what it was, it came a little closer, I gasped, it was the princess, Princess Celestia, but of course not what she normally looked like, she was all bloody and dirty her colour had faded, some of her limbs were ripped off and her eye's were just hollow, I tried to scream but I was scared it wouldn't come out. Instead I shivered, I shivered so much by accident, I knocked something over.
i'm so scared to be alonei can already imagine that dull, hollow ache i will have in the pit of my stomach, when i remember your body moving against mine under the warmth of our blankets, when we were home alone and it felt like the world was ours, when we felt like we were the only two people left on earth and nothing could stop us from living our lives the way we wanted.i'm so scared to be alone1 year ago in Letters More Like This
i can already imagine the throbbing pain that will grow in my temples as i keen over on my bedroom floor, short of breath, a high-pitched wail emanating from the back of my throat and my joints growing rigid and stiff as my sobs begin. they will wrack my entire body, make me shake, push me over the edge and i will fall down,
i will fall through an empty abyss of blackness, infinitely, and you won't be there to catch me.
and i am through with your games, with your words and your tears, with your oversensitivity and your quiet manipulation of me. but there is some sickly part of me that dies to pander to your every want and need, some small,
Hi there. Notice me yet?Hi there.Hi there. Notice me yet?1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
How ya doin'?
Betcher doin' mighty fine.
How am I?
I'll be honest.
Now I'm not someone who delibetately looks for attention.
Can you offer up just a little more?
Can you even look at me for more than a second?
Any other girl?
You talk for hours.
Just a glance, not a word.
I feel so amazing during the spilt second your eyes meet mine.
Like I'm on top of the world.
Then the world is on my shoulders again.
When you look away.
The text conversation we had that one night.
The one about my...cutting...issue.
You can't fathom how good it felt to finally be talking to you.
Finally see what you had to say.
It was like I finally existed.
It was more than just a little glance.
Granted it was over a phone.
But you get what I mean, I'm sure.
Then at the football game.
I thanked you.
Somehow it just turned awkward.
You walked away.
Claiming you had to use the restroom.
Why do I get the feeling...
It was not only that?
10: Elle's RevengeElle ripped her arm free of the large sailor's grip as he hauled her up from the ladder and onto the deck. She nearly fell to the floor, feeling so detached and disoriented from the horror she had just witnessed that her whole body was numb.10: Elle's Revenge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Mias is dead.
She felt a sharp twisting in her chest at the very thought, and she wanted nothing more than to crumple to the floor and cry. She looked towards the island, only able to see the outline of the cliffs and the glimmer of waves as they drifted onto the shore. Elle wanted to hurl herself over the side of the ship, to swim back to Mias and hold him in her arms one last time. But she knew there would be no point in it, that all the wishing and crying, all the promises and kisses in the world would never bring him back. All she could do now was hope that Mias knew what she felt for him. That his love for her was matched by her love for him.
She watched as Elias climbed up the last few steps of the ladder with a wide grin on his face,
3: Mias and Elle Share a KissIt took every bit of strength Elle had to keep herself from trembling. Mias still had his strong hands on her shoulders, his eyes furious. She felt so vulnerable, not because of Mias' firm hold on her, but because of the way his eyes looked deeply into hers, unblinking.3: Mias and Elle Share a Kiss2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The silence seemed to stretch on forever, and Elle wasn't sure how much longer she could stand it.
"Whatever you're planning to do to me, I wish you would get on with it already. This drawn out silence is killing me." She was so proud of herself in that moment, because despite the fear that pooled in her belly her voice didn't show an ounce of what she felt.
Mias' lip twitched as if he was going to smile before his face returned to an unreadable mask.
"Unreadable, but so unbelievably handsome." She couldn't help but think.
"I don't think you fully appreciate the gravity of your situation," he said darkly.
His usually mischievous tone was cold and distant, and she didn't like it at all. It sent an icy chill through her,
5: Elias Finds ElleElle woke with a start. She opened her eyes slowly, unable to make out anything but blackness beyond the flicker of the candle which burned low on the table beside her. She could hear the creaking of floorboards near the window to her left, and she turned onto her side and stared wide eyed into the darkness.5: Elias Finds Elle2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She tried to scream when she saw a form coming towards her out of the shadows, but only managed a small squeak. She shot up in bed and scooted back until she was pressed against the headboard, bringing her knees to her chest.
When the figure became clearer thanks to the candlelight, Elle let out a shaky breath when she saw that it was only Mias.
"You scared the hell out of me," Elle breathed, pressing her hand against her chest.
Mias tilted his head as he watched her, a sly smile spreading across his lips. His eyes dragged over her face and down her neck to where she had the blanket tugged up over her knees, before his gaze met hers once more.
Elle shivered. He was looking at her a
7: Elle at SeaElias strode down the passageway, eager to see the look on Elle's face when she realized just how dire her situation had become. Something about seeing the look of helplessness on her face excited him, and he knew that it would work in his favor. After all, how could she continue to defy him if she had no choice but to obey him?7: Elle at Sea2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elias climbed the companionway and stepped into the bright morning sun. The familiar roar of the ocean filled his ears, and he sucked in a lungful of salty sea air. He smoothed the front of his dark shirt, tugging the sleeves at his wrists before adjusting his collar. He was never one to appear on deck unkempt, evident by the gleam of his boots and the seamless press of his black breeches. And he had to admit, he wanted to look presentable for his bride to be, for if he appeared to her in muddy boots and dusty clothes as he had the night before, what would she think of him?
Elias glanced around the deck, and spotted Elle easily. She was leaning against the rail
9: Elias' RevengeElle stumbled forward onto the beach on hands and knees, just as a wave crashed against her. She fell forward onto her stomach, gasping for air as she tried to catch her breath. Her muscles screamed, her shoulders and arms trembling uncontrollably from the excruciating swim. Her legs cramped, needles of pain crawling over her calves when she tried to stretch her legs. But she had made it, she was alive.9: Elias' Revenge2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She rolled onto her back with a groan, her whole body protesting. Staring up at the starry sky, Elle pushed the damp hair that clung to her cheeks out of her face, bringing herself up onto her elbows. She looked out at the water which shimmered in the moonlight, and in the distance she could make out the silhouette of the Revenge, and she sighed with relief when she realized that it was moving away.
Her relief was quickly replaced by guilt when she thought of Thomas. She had left him behind. She shook her head, unable to believe her own selfishness. She should have fought harder,
11:Elle's Wedding Day"Miss! Miss!" Thomas cried.11:Elle's Wedding Day2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Elle opened her eyes with a groan to find Thomas leaning over her, his little hands on her shoulder as he tried to shake her awake.
"What time is it?" She croaked.
Stretching, she turned onto her side and glanced at the porthole, frowning when she saw that it was still dark.
"It's just after dawn!" Thomas said, sitting beside her on the narrow bed.
Elle sighed, tugging the thin sheet more tightly around her shoulder. She had made it a habit to sleep as late as she could, not because she was depressed, she assured herself, but because it meant less time spent anywhere near Elias, and more time spent devising a plan.
"Why on Earth are you waking me up so early?" Elle asked, just as a deafening BOOM rocked the ship.
Elle shot up in the bed, grabbing Thomas protectively around the shoulders. "What the hell was that?" She shrieked.
Thomas laughed. "It's alright Miss, just a signal shot to let Tearny know we intend to make port."
Elle stood up and stretched
1: Mias and Elle Meet AgainElle glanced around the wide expanse of the ballroom, suppressing a yawn with the back of her hand. It was just after eleven o'clock and she was eager for the night to end so she could go home and crawl into bed. She wasn't normally one for these types of parties, but she had promised her friends that she would attend this illustrious costume ball that they had been planning for the past several weeks.1: Mias and Elle Meet Again2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She shifted from side to side, grateful that the long crimson skirt of her ball gown was long enough that she was at least able to wear her favorite pair of comfortable flats. Her friends had all opted for sexy high heels, but Elle knew that after an hour of that her feet would begin to feel like they were being twisted in a vice. The bodice of the gown, however, gave her nothing but trouble. It was so tight she could hardly breathe, with a neckline so low that she felt completely exposed. Her friends had assured her that she looked ravishing, but she felt ridiculous and more than a litt
Black Tomorrow Pt. 8Chapter EightBlack Tomorrow Pt. 83 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Today is the day, my little pawn!" The voice of Vincent rang in Gant's ears as he slept. "So, in the interest of fairness, I will tell you the game. As I am sure you have gathered by now, I am trying to bring Anti-Mana into this world. I win if I succeed in sacrificing my six pawns to the Black Light. You win if you kill me." He started to laugh. "You'll never pull it off, but, y'know, you can dream."
Gant's eyes snapped open. "I didn't understand- he's not here." He got out of his bed groggily. "What was that all about? What game?" Gant looked at his clock. It was nine-thirty. Still four hours until the opening ceremonies of Paradise Manor. Four hours to find as much as possible.
"You want me to WHAT!?" Gio roared. Gant had gone to Gio, in hopes that he could gather some advice. Apparently, the answer was no. "Why don't you just ask your professors? They might know something."
"I thought of that, but I figured since you were the one to detect the Anti-Mana
True FearTrue FearTrue Fear3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Among all the pains of Earth,
From all those we carry from birth,
The thought of being alone,
Slices through, to the very bone,
To the inmost part of our being
A fear that keeps us from seeing,
Who it is that we truly are,
And keeps us from traveling very far.
Loneliness, the one true fear
That may seem mere, or even queer,
But it must be very real,
Locked over our minds with a sturdy seal.
An integral part of our very humanity,
Driving us, nearly, to insanity.
"Don't leave me alone"
A simple thought that causes hearts to groan.
Oh, God, I am lonely,
Conversing with myself, only.
In a room with a million others,
Ah, you don't even see me, brothers.
Locked in never-ending isolation,
Fighting my own desolation.
Rather that my heart be turned to stone,
Anything, but being alone.
far awaykissing a cigarette filter, missing you.far away3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This