I AMI AMI AM3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I AM Life, what I give is everlasting.
I AM the way. Follow me and you will be free.
I AM the bread. Read my word, for it is I, and you will find life there.
I AM the light that guides your path, with me you will not fall.
I AM LORD to those who obey my commands.
I AM Savior to those who feel sorry for being unfaithful to me, turning from the sin that separates us and confessing it, putting their confidence only in me.
I AM a friend to those who give up their lives in sacrifice for me.
I AM the cornerstone, I give strength to all who humble themselves and put faith and trust in me.
I AM the Prince of Peace, with me you will find rest, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
I AM Love. I gave everything I had for you so we could be together.
I AM the same yesterday, today, tomorrow and forever! I have not and will not ever change!
I AM FOREVER!
I AM in everything, everyw
Espejo, PrologoEspejo: PrólogoEspejo, Prologo3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
En la tierra...
Fionna vió como todas las animadoras salían ya cambiadas y maquilladas del vestuario despues de un ensayo, dejando el espejo libre. "Ya era hora, ya empezaba a pensar que romperian el espejo" pensó con arrogancia. Entonces se dirigió hacia el espejo y se vió, naturalmente, pero no como iba vestida en ese instante, con su ropa de animadora y el pelo recogido en una coleta alta, sino con una especie de gorro con orejas de conejo que solo dejaba ver su flequillo y una camiseta azul basica. Giró la cabeza en diagonal como señal de interrogación. Su reflejo se movió igual. Eso demostraba que era un espejo y no un video o una broma. Entonces se fijó en el fondo del espejo; no era el vestuario de chicas del instituto, sino una habitación hecha de madera, más que de madera, como si hubiese estado construida dentro de un arbol. Que raro. Para comprobar que de verdad era el espejo, alzó la mano
Creepypasta the Fighters: Jane the KillerCreepypasta the Fighters: Jane the Killer11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Bio: Jane was originally a normal teenage girl with a happy life and a loving family. Then her life changed when the infamous Jeff the Killer murdered her family. Consumed by grief and revenge, Jane snapped and adopted the persona of Jane the Killer. Jane then committed a series of murderS, fantasying that the victims were Jeff. Jane and Jeff finally confronted each other which ended when the building they were fighting in caught fire. Jane escaped but much to her disappointment, so did Jeff.
Powers/Weapons: Like Jeff, Jane’s weapons of choice are a pair of large kitchen knives, though unlike Jeff, she uses two at a time to increase the pain. She is also very fast, agile, and athletic.
*Knife Throw: Jane throws knives at her opponent.
*Knife Boomerang: Jane throws two knives at her opponent before they come back to her like boomerangs.
*Knife Dancer: She twirls around with her knives erect slashing away at her opponent.
*Slash Dash: Jane holds two knives and dashes
ANL- GhostsANL- Ghosts3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sam was pulled tight against the restraints as the ship tumbled, somewhere forward he heard a high-pitched rushing that slowly diminished as the rotation slowed. The straps holding him in his bunk slackened and the intercom blared, "Secure from maneuver; main torch reignition in 3 2 1 "
The familiar rumble filled Sam's ears again and he was pressed down into his bunk again. He released the restraining harness and laid there a moment in thought as Pitja's voice came over the intercom again, "Alright everyone, less than 70 hours to Earth parking orbit. Make sure you've got your leave requests filled out and all of your belongings accounted for."
Jay bounded out of his bunk toward their shared desk on the far wall, "Woo-HOO, you hear that? Almost home, I gotta call Dad and see if he can meet us at the Spaceport."
Dracula's BrideShe trembledDracula's Bride4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
how pale and pleading
her blue eyes as she watched
from behind her veil of fright,
and yet, within, her heart beat
faster for the desire of the cold touch
of his fingers against her supple fair flesh.
She was captivated
and yet imprisoned,
like a gravitational pull
drawn by indivisible force
towards him, always propelled,
and still it seemed repulsed,
a rabbit within a snare
panic infused wanting to flee,
but yielding to the ruby red
of his lips.
that world of warmth
and life, of which she walked away,
and ever knowing
that death forever was calling her name,
she fears him and will always ask
what fated her to choose him,
when he smiles she shivers
from the inside vibrating out along
her spine, and when he touches her
she melts into his embrace
hypnotized she will take his hand,
willingly, thrillingly, deliriously
she follows into his afterlife
and her heart bleeds
into his darkness.
Major Character CharacterizationMajor Character CharacterizationMajor Character Characterization3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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AudiocideIt isn't how I remembered it.Audiocide9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The waiting. The hard return--the strike of something alive, twitching under a stratosphere at the bare edges of flickering displays and drifting starcharts. Days of First Contact drills in the ethereal holographic range of Sim-Deck Two. Three mission briefings, a twinge as my scouting unit is tapped for deployment. The hiss and rasp of rebreathers in the eternal dawn of Jump Airlock One.
I know it isn't right.
The drop. The plunge, ripping at the Helldiver's midsection. The tearing, it burns. Throws the shrieking of the stratosphere and the whining of stabilization jets and the ringing of alarms into a distant second place on the priority scale. Methane and phosphorous lick at my boots. The slipstream drags the limb appendages upright--
It's just what I remember.
Cloud cover evaporated in minutes, hot-white and searing blue. Landfall is scheduled in nine minutes minus. A sea of green-grey s
Pyrrha VS Lucina: DEATH BATTLE!Pyrrha VS Lucina: DEATH BATTLE!7 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
WARNING: THE FOLLOWING FIGHT FEATURES MATURE THEMES AND IS MUCH DARKER AND GRITTIER THAN MY PREVIOUS CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE FRANCHISE. BECAUSE I'M A NICE GUY, THE FIGHT DOES NOT HAVE A FILTER SO THE ANONYMOUS CAN READ THIS TOO. TURN AWAY NOW IF YOU ARE A FUCKIN' PANSY.
ALTERNATIVELY, CLICK THIS TO CHILL.
Truth: All of it is compared and all the shit is over with. The sword fight shall commence now.
Mikasa: IT'S TIME FOR A-
Emma: *pushes Mikasa away* That's my shtick, bitch! IT'S TIME FOR A DEATH BATTLE!
The Soldier: RELEASE! THE CAT FIGHT!
Free Imperial City: Old Quarter
A man was standing in front of a fire. The look on his face was just absolute shock. Just ten minutes ago, two mysterious women arrived. One of them was a young adult with violet
I talk to cleverbot o_oI talk to cleverbot o_o2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cleverbot: What do you want to talk about?
User: About love.
Cleverbot: What about love?
User: What is love?
Cleverbot: Baby don't hurt me.
User: Don't hurt me.
Cleverbot: No more.
Paladin's OathOne day, I'll be strong enough that I won't consider myself a weakling.Paladin's Oath4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Until then, I'll just grin and laugh it off.
One day, I'll be wise enough that I won't consider myself a fool.
Until then, I'll be silent and learn.
One day, I'll be brave enough that I won't consider myself a coward.
Until then, I'll aid the ones who protect me.
One day, I'll be mature enough that I won't consider myself a child.
Until then, I'll find someone to look up to.
One day, I'll have enough love that I won't be filled with hatred.
Until then, I'll forgive and try to understand.
One day, my heart will be filled with light.
Until then, I'll fight the darkness within.
Minor Character CharacterizationMinor Character CharacterizationMinor Character Characterization3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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Apocalyptic LogThe first person to lay their eyes on the Oort went mad.Apocalyptic Log10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
In those first days, when humanity finally achieved near-light-speed travel, we didn't see any artistry in the stars, any poetry to our endeavors. We saw endless desolation, we saw gamma radiation, we saw black holes swallow up entire star systems, we saw a lot of random radio noise from dying stars and rogue gas giants. With the Oort, we saw one hundred thousand astronomical units of randomly dispersed clumps of ice, silent and nearly motionless in near-total dark.
When the first colony was set up in orbit of Proxima Centauri, it was placed on a completely uninhabited ball of rock and water, a planet that by all means could have had earth-like life on it but which was inexplicably uninhabited. There were others. Upsilon Andromedae, 359 Wolf, Gliese 445. A thousand years past and a handful of worlds were made into new earths. Humanity grew into a small empire, spanning one hundred light years, inhabiting thirty worlds.
We had no
Japan x Reader: Time"[Name], I need you to meet someone." Your cousin said after walking in through the front door with a smaller figure next to him. You slipped a bookmark into the magazine you were reading and set it on a nearby coffee table as you slid your feet off the futon. Curiously, you looked up at your cousin as you walked toward him.Japan x Reader: Time2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Since you lived with your cousin, it wasn't unusual for him to walk into your house because he owned the place after all. He took you in after both your parents died two years ago when you were about eleven years old. Since then, it had always been the two of you living together. However, this was the first time he had such a calm yet urgent tone when bringing over a guest.
"What is it?" You asked him and turned your attention to the Japanese boy next to him. He was about your age with short black hair and pale skin. His dull brown eyes were downcast and looked blank as he stared at the ground. You noticed he was wearing a coat that was several sizes too big for hi
German History Deutsche GeschichteGerman History Deutsche Geschichte2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Die Geschichte der Deutschen - The history of the Germans
5000-4000 BC: Coming from the Caucasus mountains or South Russia, the Indogermanics conquer Europe. Later on they will split up in different tribes: Germanics, Celts, Slavs, Romanics, Greeks, Illyrians, Thracians, Baltics and some more in the middle east. The so called Aryans (old indogermanic for "noble") are also an indogermanic tribe and they conquered the middle east and most of India.
2000 BC: Germanics, Slavs and Celts have still a rather similar culture, they have nearly the same gods, languages and symbols. But soon they will develope own cultures.
1000 BC: The Germanics are now an own folk, they live in South Scandinavia and North Germany. Greek and Roman writers will form the word "Germanen", which was actually the name of a rather small tribe. Ger = spear, Mann = man, the Men with spears.
They have a natural religion and believe in Gods like Odin, Thor, Freia, Baldur, Loki and in mythologic
Break My WingsIf I would beg and plead,Break My Wings3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
would you break my wings?
With them I've seen to much,
and to me every memory seems to clutch.
With these I've flown so high,
that I've seen beyond the sky.
I've seen the horrors ahead,
and the future that I dread.
And if I'm rid of the wings,
I won't see any terrible things.
So stranger, I beg of you
give me a life anew.
By snapping my wings in two,
my old life you will renew.
I Am A Lady Most Dunmer new to Skyrim’s harsh conditions have a hard time acclimatizing. Thankfully, Whiterun is a somewhat genial milieu, conveniently placed in the middle of the province.I Am A Lady3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Blessed are those who find solace in deep, regenerating sleep. Lycanthropy however negates any hope for a long, pleasant rest. Dreams are less peaceful, seldom memorable after awaking. In the morning one is sore and frustrated instead of fresh and relaxed, as being a werewolf is a state of constant alertness and anxiety.
It was the second day in a row that Caye couldn’t sleep, but not because of her new surroundings. She was born north from Morrowind, snow and cold winds were nothing new to her. It was the newly acquired beast blood that kept her from pleasant dreams. She didn’t feel comfortable with her new powers. Her muscles were tense, though she tried to operate with precision, her moves
Star Wars TK: Leia IIIStar Wars TK: Smuggler's RumbleStar Wars TK: Leia III6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
(This story takes place between Episode IV: A New Hope and Episode V The Empire Strikes Back).
“Ahhh, Nar Shaddaa, it’s been too long,” Han Solo chuckled, as he disembarked from the Millennium Falcon and took a step on the rusted landing pad. They had landed the ship at one of Han’s hidey holes on the planet. Chewbacca, Luke Skywalker, and Princess Leia at his heels. “The smuggler’s moon – there’s no better place to lay low.”
Chewie grunted in agreement, slamming a fist into an open palm. Han laughed.
“And we have a few friends here, so even if we run into a bit of trouble, we should be fine.”
“But why do I get the sense that this is place where going down one back-alley means you disappear forever?” Leia said, looking sceptical as she stepped of the Millennium Falcon. She walked across the rusted and corroded metal of the gateway, her high heeled boots
Odd Jobs: Chapter SixOdd Jobs: Chapter Six4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
There were countless strange, wondrous and terrible things to see throughout the Planes of Existence; from the ever-shifting and eternal chaos of Limbo to the glittering treetop elven homes of Arvandor to the bubbling, horrific ooze and fungal forests of Shedaklah, one of the vilest layers of the Abyss. Ceraline had been born on a Prime Material world and raised in the Outer Planes at different homes owned by her mother, including a walled family mansion in Sigil. Despite her youth she had seen and experienced much, including a great deal of what the Big Doughnut had to offer.
But this was a new one even for her. They had come through the portal, immediately looking for cover in case the ogre mage managed to follow them somehow. They were surrounded by stone ruins, so stuff to hide behind wasn't hard to find. The portal on this end was a tall archway in one of the ruined walls. When it seemed safe, that they weren't going
The Deal"So tell me, Miss, ah, Ms. Klein, what gave you the impression that my firm would have any interest in purchasing your eternal soul?"The Deal2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Well, I was told that that was what you do?"
"Amongst other things, yes, but the soul market has become quite saturated of late. Definitely not a seller's market I'm afraid, what with the new banking laws and all. What is it you want Ms. Klein?" he asked as he stroked his goatee absentmindedly.
"I want eternal beauty," the attractive young woman said, holding his gaze.
"I, ah, I'm afraid head office no longer allows that sort of thing, Ms Klein," the handsome man replied. "Long term liabilities are frowned upon, and anything without a firm closing date in the agreement can not be made binding under any circumstances. The best we can do is grant you beauty to a specific date."
"Well, we could grant you beauty until, say, December 31st, 2020, for example."
"But that's not even worth it!" she exclaimed, d
God's BlessingsDespite all the bad in this world,God's Blessings4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
The death, the sicknesses, the wars,
Amid all the sorrow and pain,
There is much to be thankful for
God has given many blessings
How many has He given you?
I know I have many blessings
And just to name only a few
A family that cares for me
A snug roof that covers my head
Food to eat, and clothes for my back,
Along with a warm, cozy bed
Good friends, who are loving and true,
Just like a second family
A proud and noble country
Where I know I will always be free
But the greatest blessing of all
Is one that's neither bought nor sold
It's more precious than anything
Far better than silver or gold
It is my Savior, Jesus Christ,
Who gave His life for you and me,
Who loves us with a special love
That transcends all eternity
ReaperReaper4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I love you." The words escaped my mouth before I could hush them. His lips curled upwards in a cruel but beautiful parody of a smile that sends my whole body quivering with anticipation.
Precision is his tool, and everything he does, he does with calculated, measured intention.
"Again," he said. A command, simple seeming, but it bears more weight than any command he'd given yet, even the one separating me from Life.
I try to push the words off my tongue, but they seem to be stuck now, blocked by the shock of my initial outburst. Sensing my hesitation, he seized hold of my head and grasped it tightly, forcing me to look at him. I tried to break free, startled as I was by the suddenness of his actions, but his strength overcame my frail attempts.
"Be still!" He ordered me firmly. I had no choice but to listen. I could no more defy him here in his own realm than I could in life. "Now," he said coolly in my ear, "You already belong to me. What have you to fear in saying that phrase again?