Thoughts of a WitchI lie huddled in the corner of my dungeon cell. It is dark, it is cold; the air is moist and stinks. Pale light pours though a small barred window. I am alone. The straw on the floor stabs into my naked feet. The dirty sackcloth robe scratches at my bloody, abused and bruised skin. Everything hurts and throbs with numb pain. I know I will die soon.Thoughts of a Witch3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I have confessed under the torture. I knew that it would seal my fate, but I could not stand the pain any more. I shiver and tremble as the memories of the unspeakable things they had done to me come back: Their cold hands and fingers touching my body everywhere in search for the mark. As they did not find anything to prove my guilt, they had started to hurt me for a confession. They stab needles in my birthmarks, beat me with sticks and the whip. What followed was the torment on the rack, tearing and stretching my fragile body until I passed out from the pain. The chair with its sharp metal spikes, the screws that crushed my fingers and toe
An Old FriendDeath isn't a stranger,An Old Friend2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He follows me around.
Like a shadow.
One after another,
He steals everyone I know.
He lurks in the hospital rooms,
And at the cemetery gates.
He arranges deadly dates,
With his victims.
But death isn't a bad guy,
Just someone doing his job.
It hurts and I'll cry and sob
When my friends are all gone.
But all things must come to an end.
When your body is old and weary.
Death comes for you too.
And there's nothing you can do.
When death comes for me,
I'll go without a struggle.
Because it's not worth all the trouble,
Of trying to live forever.
I'll peacefully follow into the unknown.
And who knows,
Maybe I'll find you somewhere.
And we could finally fall asleep.
With our minds at ease.
100 Themes of the Bible100 Themes of The Bible100 Themes of the Bible5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
5. Pray (er)(ing)
11. The narrow path
12. The wide path
15. Plague (s)
17. Ancient of Days
18. Holy Spirit
19. In the Beginning
20. After Death
22. The Son
23. The Father
28. Parting the Sea
29. The Cross
30. The Resurrection
33. Ark of the Covenant
34. Noah's Ark
36. Miracle (s)
38. Power of the Tongue
39. Pharisee (s)
43. Gifts of the Spirit
44. Fruit of the Spirit
45. Armor of God
46. Mansion (s)
49. Everlasting Life
50. Reward (s)
53. Blind and Deaf
54. Temple/ Body
55. Bread and Wine
58. Seen and Unseen
61. Tower of Babel
62. Laying of Hands
66. Ten Commandments
A Dead World ViewA Dead World View3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I long to see the world in a different light,
Far from the skewed vision I've held within sight.
I desire to dismantle Life's hidden truths all around,
In which such great mysteries abound.
I wish to scatter the pieces I thought fit together,
Watch them settle and become old and weathered.
So as sharp as a razor; unshakably keen,
I am set to disarm the guarded and reveal the unseen.
But inside I have a deep desire to watch things turn to dust,
To witness this world of towering metal fall as rust.
From the ruins I yearn to see smoke, fire, and ash;
A shocking change come charging in a flash.
And so I reject applied reality to build on my dreams,
Who cares if it's not all it seems?
At least I'd be happy in the world in my head,
Even if it's just a dream I dream while sleeping in bed...
I miss you... MonologueI cried so hard and so long, that I forgot how to stop crying.I miss you... Monologue8 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You see, before you, there were others, of course there were, but...
But I just... I just never knew anything could be this real.
I never had anything to hold onto in my life, and then you came along.
You were so ignorant to the darkness around me,
And while it seemed to stop others, you kept moving towards me.
I mean... The way you hugged me, made me feel... It made me feel whole.
It made me think it was fate brought us together, and it was my destiny,
That I was to be with you forever,
And that it was to love and care for you always.
We really did have something didn't we?
Everytime I felt down, you would place your hand,
'Gainst my cheek, you would look at me with those damn ignorant eyes,
Kiss my forehead, and tell me everything would work out.
You would tell me it happened for a reason, that there was a bigger picture,
But now... I don't see the fucking picture.
I was, supposed to be there for you,
To place my hand aga
FaggotFaggot4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
My body shakes and shivers. It trembles with every tender touch of your supple hands. Stroking every spot and tracing every curve. Breath fills the air. I'm panting and crying. Fearful. I hear a growling voice. Enveloping every soft moan that fills my ear. Your hands gently caress my face. I come closer yearning to taste your lips. The feel on my skin is now rough and ghastly. Caresses turn into tugging and pulling. So hard. My skin is ripping. I stare at the coarse texture of the rope, contrasting the smooth feel of your lips against mine. I taste you. But it transforms into a nauseating taste of blood in my mouth. Your lips reach down to my neck. Teasing my soft spots. I feel it becoming forceful. Strings piercing through my delicate face. The rope now encircles me. Fearful. I turn you over sliding my hands across your back. My body against yours. I feel empowered. My hand is slipping away. Tied behind my back. Stripped from all power. My breathing weakens. I lay my feeble head again
Such Horrible Things.Such Horrible Things.7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I Was Two, I Poured Super Glue
Into My Fathers Hair, As He Sat Unaware
In His Arm Chair, Much To Dismay
Had To Cut It All Away. Oh, But It Felt Great.
I grabbed the bottle sitting on my fathers desk. Superglue. My creepy little grin crawled back upon my face, as it always did when I had a new idea. I ran downstairs into the living room where my father was reading his paper. I lifted myself behind his chair and let the sticky substance fall over his hair, he didnt notice. I left into the backyard and hid from the situation.
Oh my god! I heard him scream. Curtis!
I Deserve To Cut And Filleted, Then Tossed About In Disarray, Until The Pieces Melt Away.
When I Was Four, I'd Wait By The Door
With A Knife In My Hand, And A Most Devious Plan
It Would Be Quite Grand, As The Mail Fell Through The Slot
The Sharp Edge He Got. Oh, But I Love The Thought.
I ran into my kitchen and opened the utensil drawer. I looked for my knife. 2:
25th MayLettuce is green,25th May2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bacon is red,
She put some extra on his bread.
Lilacs are violet,
He sees them bloom.
Scenes from the past and a song start to loom:
…”How do they rise up?”…
All their lives have gone to waste.
His BLT now lost it’s taste.
With the song in his head he wanders away,
It’s always the same, on that one special day.
Pranksters and the Pranked.Gamzee looked to his best buddy Sollux beside him and grinned. “You ready bro?” Sollux lifted up the two yellow pistol water guns, his glasses shone. “Ready~” Gamzee looked back over the hedge they were hiding behind, raising up his large purple water gun, surveying the area oh so seriously. Sollux watched his friend, waiting for a signal “We're goiing two get them 2oo good.” Sollux giggled to himself and Gamzee chuckled back, “There they are bro, heh, they're backs are turned and everything.” Gamzee motioned for Sollux to take his place, “Blii22fully unaware~” Sollux agreed, “When 2hould we launch the attack?” questioned the mischievous captor “On three..” Gamzee paused. “One, two, three!!” they chanted in unison, jumping up from their hiding place and just about to launch themselves at their 'victims' to find the tables unexpectedly turned... on themselves.Pranksters and the Pranked.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
35 Ways to be Creepy 35 Ways to Know That You're Creepy35 Ways to be Creepy5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1. You know you're creepy when you're telling your friends that you have installed cameras in their room.
2. You know you're creepy when you're telling your friends that you are using said cameras to spy on them.
3. You know you're creepy when you're referring to those 'cameras' at every chance you get.
4. You know you're creepy when you're smiling innocently while talking about the cameras.
5. You know you're creepy when you're refusing to stop talking about the cameras.
6. You know you're creepy when you're telling your friends that you made copies of their keys.
7. You know you're creepy when you're telling your friends that you have access to their house and then smiling creepily.
8. You know you're creepy when you're telling your friends that you are going to be i
Human...Human...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
This world is so pure, so beautiful and flawless. Everything has its place, purpose and meaning. Everything is interconnected and all life somehow fits. The trees around me, bending their branches in the wind; their song perfectly fitting for this warm, late summer evening. The crickets joined in the lullaby with perfect ease, with no effort or even thought behind it. It just fits.
The wind itself moves and shifts, slows down or stops completely with perfect timing. Birds fly over my head with fluid motions, mimicking the invisible waves of the wind. The very last rays of light of this day bounce and reflect of everything, as if kissing the world and everyone in it goodnight. Clouds, like gentle giants of the sky, move gracefully towards the North, following some unknown path; playing their part. A lake in front of me glimmers, sharing the sunlight, multiplying it in all directions.
Everything here has its place.
Everything here is perfect, except me, with my thoughts, wishes, expectat
How To Create An Original CharacterHow To Create An Original Character3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Please note this is only a few tips and tricks for all of you out there. I in no way intend to offend anybody by writing this (though I do hope to spark some more creative ideas in some of you.)
Hint #1. Be ORIGINAL. Be a species or race that not many people, or nobody else, really roleplays as. Wolves and Demons are all fine and dandy, but they're much too over-used in my opinion - you need variety. Be an android! Or maybe an Alien! Or a shapeshifter, or changeling, or maybe even a personification of an emotion! Your choices are literally infinite, so don't settle for the same boring, tired things everyone else chooses.
What To Avoid:
Hint #2: Give your character an original name! I realize that many people like to settle for Japanese names, or something else entirely - and there's nothing wrong with that to a point. I notice a lot of use of the name "Yuki" or any variation of it, as well as "Sakura." Maybe t
100 Themes1. Introduction100 Themes5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
40. 4:29 PM
41. Citric Acid
44. Two Roads
45. Two Guns
50. Breaking the Rules
58. Kick in the Head
59. No Way Out
61. Fairy Tale
63. Do Not Disturb
73. I. Can't.
81. Pen and Paper
86. Seeing Red
So HardSo Hard6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Why cant I say the right things when I open my lips?
Why is it that when I talk to myself it comes out just fine?
Every time I try and speak I just cant continue
I have so many simple questions I want to ask (ask)
But each word that forms makes me take a step back
If youd just leave me be
One moment is all I ask, you see
I just need time to think over my words (over my words)
Just not here not to tonight
Im just too weak Im just too high
Im so mad I could cry Im so angry I wish I could die
Just to burn away my feelings ..
When I walk I fall
Ive lost all my thoughts
You dont care at all!
I lash out at you and scream and yell
I bleed and throw myself against the wall
My fists, they pound, and hurt like hell (hurts like hell)
Because every cut and every stab
Makes me wonder why Im mad (why I'm mad)
Is it you or is it me?
Why the hell is it so hard to be ?
Every tear I watch y
-Abused Angel-My wings drag on the ground,-Abused Angel-6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
as I crawl upon hands and knees.
I lift once more, trying to fly.
blood covered feathers scatter.
I make it only a little ways
before I feel myself drift down.
I hear waves of the sea,
crashing beneath me.
A tear falls from my eye,
mixing with blood on my cheeks.
I flap my wings uselessly,
before excepting defeat.
I feel my body stiffen,
as I hear him chuckle.
I sink into the sea motionlessly.
My opened wings become soaked,
blood splotches ridding them selves.
My once beautiful, now torn wings,
cling to my pale, scarred body.
I slip to eternal unconsciousness,
as Lucifer smiles to himself.
Introduction: Created WorldsIntroduction: Created Worlds2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Estrarra, a planet, is where the history of the Created Worlds began. It is associated with Earth in a special way. There was a similar evolution and Esvarra's telepathists have an unidirectional mental connection to Earth's inhabitants. This connection isn't completelly investigated, but it had a great impact on the civilizations of Esvarra.
The haynas are main intelligent species of the planet. By their phisiology they are more primitive than humans and more closer to baboons, than the anthropoids. Haynas have (like the most mammals of Esvarra) empathy and telepathy, specific "nonclosed" brain. This biological feature allows them to create a mental connection with their own kind or with other animals, and so they have collective intelligence (not the mind, the mind of each one is individual). Haynas create conditions and because of them all mammals-empaths have access to a shared intellectual resource and become reasonable. This mechanism appeared unconsciously, like a side effect of
Life As We Know ItLife As We Know It4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Life is a lot of things: it can suck, it can be happy. It can be so bad of a place that you kill yourself and suddenly, in Heaven, or Hell, or wherever you go when you die, you look at yourself and see that maybe your life wasn't so bad after all, that there are kids who are orphans, and adults who are narcotics, and teens whose lives are destroyed by rape and sexual abuse. But your problem, whether it is a severe name-calling issue, an abusive bf/gf/parent, sexual harrasment, or even a bully who puts you down and beats you up every chance they get, it can be fixed. So if you are thinking about commiting suicide or have plans to already, please just consider what I said and look at the millions whose lives have been destroyed, whose parents have been killed, whose homes have been burned down, and whose lives have been ended for no reason whatsoever, just killed for getting in the way. Please. Just consider.
Maddy RemembersMaddy watched the Valkyre amble along above her, heading towards the mountainous regions and flatlands, onto a perilous journey along the Altavian border towards Banemburg, Bantaria's capitol city. She knew what it was like being on one of those Valkyre, but she had been going the wrong direction. She'd been heading away from the smog bound city walls, and into the green surrounding it, accompanied by a bunch of crying noble children. And it had taken her away from the memories of her childhood friend.Maddy Remembers3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She settled back against the tree which had become her thinking spot. Its long branches twisted and turned like snakes, pale white bark which glowed almost silver when you caught it in the moonlight, it was soothing to find something so old, and so perfect. It was so different from her first home, even in the posh parts of the city the trees had been shrivelled small things that clung desperately to life. But it had always suited Jack, who seemed to revel in the dirt and grime of the sid
Forgotten heartForgotten heart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
maybe i was lonley,
maybe i was sad ,
but maybe i wasn't the only gril that ever had,
a forgotten heart,
a heart that needs to learn to restart,
a that is covered in woodworm and cobwebs,
a heart that doesn't want to see day again,
and maybe if i wandered back into the sun a god would gentely touch me,
and make me whole again.
100 Theme Challenge100 Theme challenge100 Theme Challenge3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
76. Bonus Stage
86. With You
Names:PopularName MeaningNames:Popular7 years ago in Settings More Like This
Abner Father of light
Achilles Ascendant Hero
Adrian Dark, Rich, Noble, From Adria
Aeolus Ruler of the winds
An Interactive Fic: THE FINAL /Ch.3FAn Interactive Fic: THE FINAL /Ch.3F2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
An interactive Walking Dead experience.
Rated T. Warning: Explicit language.
Pairings: Felix & Marzia, Red & Russ. May be hints of slash.
You and 39.6% of the readers chose B:
a) "Give Jund the axe. He better make this a clean cut." - 37.7%
c) "Forget it. I don't have long left, let me just fight for what I have now."- 13.2%
d) "There better be a cure at the end..." - 9.43%
Chapter 3, F: Merciless
You've chosen to let Snake bare the pain.
"It's worth a shot." Snake's voice was monotonous. Scott thought he'd heard a tremble of something else behind that steel mask. Fear? Cowardice? Or maybe it was just his imagination. "Hand me the axe, Ken."
Ken reluctantly handed Snake the axe, he held it with his free hand while he rested his bad arm on the table.
Snake took a deep, shaky breath.
"You don't have to do this." Russ pleaded.
The room was silent with anxious eyes setting on the blunt axe that was lined against his arm. Pressure began to drill i
The Will of LifeThe Will of LifeThe Will of Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dawn was breaking upon the sky
Forms of grey cloud turned into sepia
The darkness was leaving the world
As swallows soared and flew up high
Singing their songs of the morning
To greet a new day
Coming against the shadow of night
The sun was rising before its height
Awaking people from their sleep
While the morning wind blew my face
Softly it washed my doubt and exhaustion
After the long way to pursue my destination
By moving my leg along the rocky road
I was sweating and my lungs gasping for breath
As I climbed the steep hills
Reaching up to the meadow
To witness the dawn rising from below
Before anyone else did
My sneakers firmly stepped on the field of grass
Which plain and prosper with its living trees
Their green buds were fertile
Their solid stems were growing
Their roots were deepening
For every second passed
Fresh air filled my lungs
To recover my stamina
I breathed the sighs of relief
My destination was so close
Only one more
My 100 Themes ChallengeIt's my 100 themes challenge:My 100 Themes Challenge6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. Precious Treasure
7. That's Impossible!
14. I'm So Evil
17. Standing In The Rain
19. Deep In Thought
21. Why Not?
23. I'm So Lonely...
24. Under Stars
25. Hold My Hand
26. It's Windy
27. Listening To Music
30. Two Roads
37. Do Not Disturb!
41. I Can't
42. Are You Challenging Me?
44. Don't Look Back!
47. Falling Down
48. On The Ice
52. Give Up
53. Calm Down
54. Last Hope
55. Everything What I Want
56. Forbidden Love
57. Looking On The Sky
59. Valentines Day
60. Free Time
61. Good And Evil Side Of Me
62. Forgive Me...
63. Over The Ground
64. Fireworks Show
65. Cold Winter