Let's Play a Game“Let’s play a game,” Death said to me.Let's Play a Game1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
“And whoever wins the first ten rounds will get a second life for free.
The rules are simple, so listen to me.
You must first be born a he or she
With traits categorized, one to three;
The rest will come later, you will see.
You will begin off with guidance and support partially.
Loneliness will come upon you when you are not healthy mentally,
But you will be the key to unlock an antidote to your own disease…possibly.
The trick to the game, though, is to live fully and responsibly without a visit from me.
Live 100 years the way you want, and I’ll gladly give another life to thee.”
“Let’s play a game,” Life said to me
“And whoever wins the first ten rounds will get to live for eternity.
The game is tricky, so listen carefully.
You will be born a he or she
And from the very beginning given a number, one to three.
The numbers represent a path you are willing to go without attempting t
For the Good of the SpeciesFor the Good of the Species9 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"It's your first day, isn't it?"
"Yes. Ah, actually, I'm just an intern. I'm supposed to be working with Dr. Simonetti."
"Simonetti? He's on the second floor. Just take those stairs, then follow the hall to room 216. The door says 'Director of Genetic Integrity', you can't miss it."
"Thanks! I'd better hurry, I'm almost late."
Paul tramped up the stairs, plastic soles announcing his hurry to everyone in the echoing, cold-walled office. The second floor had a carpet, thank the Presidency, and he was at 216 before he had time to process it. He wiped the sweat from his hands and knocked.
"Come on in."
Simonetti, a large man in a brown-mustard suit, looked up from behind the desk. He rose, shook Paul's hand; his grip engulfed Paul's slim fingers, wrapped around his whole palm. "The new intern, right? Great to have you, great. Always glad to see youngsters take an interest in their government. So many people are happy to just let us work that they forget there's no 'us' and 'them', you know
L'Autre Rose - The Other RoseL'Autre Rose - The Other Rose4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Title: L'autre Rose (The Other Rose)
Language: French, with English translation
Fandom: Doctor Who, Le Petit Prince
Un jour, dans le voyage du petit prince, il n'a vu pas une planète, pas un homme à qui parler. Dans le ciel, seul un boite. Le boite a été grand et le plus bleu bleu jamais. Le front de le boite avais deux portes, et une fenêtre dans chaque. Un signe au sommet a proclamé « Boite police appel public ». Dans une main provisoire, le petit prince a frappé sa main à la porte.
À le surpris de le petit prince, un homme grand et mince a ouvert le port. Il a été un large sourire dans se visage, comme un petit enfant dans une boutique des jouets. Ses yeux a été large et le couleur de chocolat fondant. Ses cheveux collés dans une manière qui a donné l'apparence d'un
Dystopia: The Hunger Games PoemDystopia: The Hunger Games Poem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I wake up blinded by the sunlight
Only to realize absence of life's delight
Everyone yearning for brightness
In this place enclosed in darkness
The piercing pain,
The woeful cries
The thirst for greater wealth
To achieve a better health
Families tenuous of starvation
Parents and children seeking direction
Each district secretly wanting insurrection
Against the Capitol's greedy agitation
Iridescent competition for survival created,
Controlling life for entertainment started
All of us longing for an end to this rapture
No longer wanting to suffer from this seizure
This dystopia encased in obscurity
Residents being absorbed by vanity
Can this really be reality?
Why is it devoured in catastrophe?
What caused us to give birth to human bestiality?
CTRL +CTRL +4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
(a.k.a. The Microsoft Word Alphabet Song)
Hit CTRL + N for a blank new .doc(x),
Let's get this party started;
Or CTRL + O to open and carry on
From where you last departed.
CTRL + D to choose and edit fonts:
They come in every shape and size;
Comic Sans may try to tempt you,
But Arial is far more wise.
Why not try CTRL + B, I or U
To makeover your typeface?
CTRL + F, G, H are a loyal team:
They'll find, go to and replace.
Fancy a match of Word tennis?
CTRL + L, E, R, J will set the stage
For you to rally your lines of text
Back and forth across the page.
CTRL + A's the secret to selecting all:
It'll highlight everything,
While CTRL + Q does the job of clearing
Your paragraph formatting.
CTRL + C and X are copy and cut;
CTRL + V will then duly paste;
CTRL + T and M are for tabs and indents
Don't let that space just go to waste.
CTRL + K rules the hyperlinks
If you're wired to the net;
But first it's F7 for a quick spell-check
You're sure not to regret!
Wish I had CT
Late Night Texts 24G: Send me a picture.Late Night Texts 243 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
G: I'm tied up, and I won't be able to make it down for a few days.
G: So send me a picture.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: Cute, kid. Real cute.
S: I'm sensing sarcasm.
G: We both know I didn't mean a picture of Bobby.
S: Well you didn't specify.
G: All right, fine. Sam, it would please me very much if you were to send me a picture of yourself.
S: (picture message enclosed)
G: If you EVER want to sleep with me again, you'll send me a picture of you shirtless.
How It Works: Chapter 1How It Works: Chapter 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Where have you been?!" cried Spike, his tail twitching with anger, but his shoulders sagging with relief. Twilight sat up in bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes with a hoof.
"What's wrong Spike?" she looked around. Her bed was still tucked made from the day before, but it was slightly rumpled, as she had fallen asleep, without getting under the blanket. The first rays of sun blinked through the windows.
"What's wrong?! We couldn't find you anywhere, that's what's wrong! We've been searching for you since noon yesterday!"
"I'm a grown pony, Spike. I don't need to let everyone know what I'm doing and where I am going," Twilight grumbled. She didn't remember much from last night, she just knew that her eyes were stinging and her head pounding. Twilight walked to the bathroom and turned on the water. Looking in the mirror she found a warped reflection staring back at her. Her mane stuck out in all directions, there were circle
Big Mac's Big Date"Well, I don't see you making that long walk down to Sugarcube Corner!"Big Mac's Big Date3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Big Macintosh still had Caramel's words in his head even as he worked harder to ignore them. It was not that Caramel was wrong. Mac wanted to ask Pinkie Pie out for a while now, but he never quite figured out how. At least that excuse satisfied him until today. He knew how to ask Pinkie out on a date. The problem was that he could never think of an excuse to go and ask her out. He tried offering to take the Cakes their daily apple shipment, but Applejack would always insist on it so she could visit with Pinkie for a bit. Mac would never deny his little sister any chance to spend time with her friends, and seeing her leave the farm occasionally to have fun was always welcome.
Today was different. If Caramel could pony up and bring himself to ask Applejack out, then he should be able to do the same. 'I'll go one this fence is finished,' he promised himself. He was content to content to allow himself this excuse and f
Frosting"What smells so good?"Frosting3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Finally out of your coma are you?" Sebastian Moran said nonchalantly, not turning to face his boss, who was standing in the doorway, looking much more ruffled than his normal Westwood look. He was wearing a pair of loose sweatpants and a wife-beater, a purple silk dressing gown half hanging off of him.
"Yes mum, I'm fine thank you." Jim said mockingly, walking over to the fridge and pulling out a carton of orange juice, drinking straight from the container. He leaned against the counter, watching the sniper as he continued to work with a creamy substance in the bowl in front of him. He stared at it, as though it was some foreign substance that was going to come to life and attack them both.
Seb noticed Jim's eyes on him and glanced over, not stopping his use of the metal whisk he'd been employing. He snorted. "It's not going to bite you you know."
"Ha ha." Jim sneered. "What is it?"
"Yes Jim, it's the sugary paste that people put on ba
Observe, not ControlObserve the world aroundObserve, not Control4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
But do not try to control it
You cannot control what has its own pace
You can only observe and change within
Observe the mindless people
Understand their actions and thoughts
Observe the clouds in their dance
Observe your pain and learn from it
With plain observation comes pure knowledge
Of things how they are without your judgment
Effort to control gives an illusion that you change
The world that is unchangeable and out of reach
Give in to the truths you see
Without prejudice know what's real
Without fear read the mind of god
And see yourself in his face
Enceinte ch 1Summary: After hearing unexpected news, a pregnant Rainbow Dash must repair broken amends and grow as a friend, a mare, and a mother.Enceinte ch 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N I can't believe I'm doing this storyline
I'm still warming up to the MLP fanfic community, so please be easy on me And if you have any critiques, let me know (but no flames. Please. Open fires are bad for the environment). A/N
Any mare could sense it. She had been in denial, of course, but had to be struck with the truth of reality eventually. Her body swayed with the frequent waving of the locomotive as her eyes gawked into her own reflection of the window to the side. It was one of her worst habits. Procrastinating. Was it that she was truly lazy? It didn't seem so in this situation; fear and confusion arrested her. Hearing muffled laughter from outside the door, Rainbow pushed herself from the bed and stumbled to open the doorknob. The giggles grew louder as she steered down the hallway, spotting Big Macintosh in the corner looking
Blunder and Lightning - 1 of 3Blunder and Lightning - 1 of 34 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dawn was fast approaching in Ponyville, with everypony still asleep... except for one.
In a clearing not far from Sugarcube Corner, Pinkie Pie stood next to a large contraption while leafing through a hard-bound book. Eventually, she found what she was looking for, and closed it, reading the title on its cover once more: "Winged Species of Equestria."
It would serve her well. Then again, most the books she borrowed from Twilight usually did.
After placing the book inside the contraption's side basket, she hopped on its seat, placed her hind hooves on its pedals, and used them for their intended purpose. The contraption's wheels turned, allowing her to roll, as she steered straight ahead with her front hooves, first along a smooth meadow, and then down a speed-yielding hill.
Once she was satisfied with her acceleration, she made sure the path before her was clear, and then moved one front hoof from the vehicle's secondary controls. With a pull of levers, the adjustments she had recently
How to cut a deficit.10 Downing Street,How to cut a deficit.4 years ago in Letters More Like This
Dear Mr Cameron and Mr Clegg,
I am writing to you today to discuss an issue which, speaking on behalf of the British public, many find bothersome. I am, of course, referring to the deficit. Now, I am fully aware of the fact that you must have already received hundreds, if not thousands of letters from people nationwide expressing concern about the tremendous debt our country faces. However, I urge you not to discard this letter, as this letter contains a valuable thing, something I doubt you will find in the majority of the other letters you receive: a solution.
It has come to my attention that
An Essay for a FriendAn essay for a friendAn Essay for a Friend3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
We think we're strong.
We think we're immortal.
We are not.
Today, Friday, February 10, I learned that a close friend of mine from Middle School killed himself. He jumped from the third story of my school to his immediate death. I went to lunch, like any other day and saw a massive crowd in my usual hang-out area.
"Another fight, jeez," I muttered as I passed through the crowd. As I progressed, another friend of mine came out in tears, obviously having seen the body. She informed me of the jump, but was unaware of who he was.
I turned around, to avoid seeing the body. Despite my physical desire to avoid it, some little part of me thought I should see it. I thought I needed to see it. That it was important I see this. I thought to myself "Well, what happened? I mean what REALLY happened?" I went to Walgreens to take my mind off it.
Coming back to school with a Coke and a box of "sweethearts" (those chalky crap valentine's candies sold this time of ye
Dance Dance - SherlockSebastian and Jim were at a bar, celebrating their victory over the last case. Sebastian could hold his liquor reasonably well, but later in the night he found he actually couldn't hold his liquor, and he actually dropped it all over the floor. At this realization he only giggled and took another sip of his beer.Dance Dance - Sherlock3 years ago in Humor More Like This
And then, Dance Dance by Fall Out Boy started to play on the radio in the background in the bar and Sebastian jumped up excitedly, nearly losing his footing. "Oh shit, I love this song!" He cried to the rest of the drunk people in the bar and Jim, who was only a little tipsy and the radio that was only background music earlier got cranked up. Sebastian started singing along with the song just as they hit the chorus, nearly butchering the song in his drunken state.
He even attempted to get on a table and start dancing, but soon found out that gravity decided that the ground was a much better place to be right then. He bobbed his head to the music and danced around on the floor
Experiment 15 Ch 2: Death ListMinutes later, or what I think is minutes, I cough slightly. Jeez I feel like hell. You'd be amazed how much dying really messes with ya.Experiment 15 Ch 2: Death List8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Then, just as I'm beginning to wake up, I hear someone walk towards me. They must be pretty skinny. I can barely feel the vibrations from their footsteps. Then, whoever it is, lifts the sheet off my face and I opened one eye to look at them. Wouldn't ya know it. It's the ninja girl.
"Hi." I say casually. Apparently she wasn't expecting that since she screamed and jumped about 10 feet. Unfortunately, when she jumped, she dropped the sheet back onto my face.
"Thank you." I mutter sarcastically as push the sheet aside. "What? Haven't you ever seen a corpse before?"
I look around them and see nothing but looks of shock.
Then Blond Boy (aka Cloud) speaks up. "Yes. But the ones we normally see don't talk." I look at them surprised.
Really? Well what the hell kinda corpses do you see?
Dead ones. Cid muttered, his mouth
New Anniversary"Hey, Castiel, look at this," Gabriel called to his brother over his shoulder. He had stolen Sam's laptop while the hunter was out with Dean on a food run. Cas walked up to Gabriel curiously and peered over his shoulder at the article the archangel was reading.New Anniversary3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"National Kissing Day?" Cas said, his head tilting. "What is the point of this?"
"Well, it gives you an excuse to kiss Dean senseless," Gabriel chuckled. "Though I never need one to kiss Sammy." Cas's eyes flicked over the article, reading quickly. A smile curved his lips and Gabriel knew he had scored a point. He closed the laptop and stood to stretch.
"So, that mind of yours planning madly?" Gabriel asked, smirking at Cas. The younger angel nodded, a light in his eyes. Without warning, Cas turned on his heel and rushed upstairs, stomping loudly in his haste. Gabriel chuckled again and wandered into the kitchen. He had already planned out exactly how he was going to seduce Sam today, having found out a few days ago about the up
A Slightly Cruller Fate, Part One Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.A Slightly Cruller Fate, Part One4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Excuse me, Princess?"
"Just one moment!" Thunk. Somewhat dazed, Luna pulled her face away from the desk. "Come in!" she said, her horn and muzzle throbbing slightly.
Through the door trotted - oh, what a surprise! Yet another pony levitating a stack of papers about twice the size of the last. "Princess," he said, oblivious to the piercingly-annoyed glare in Luna's eyes, "The request to change the Equestrian national tree from the Holly Oak to the Bay Willow has been withdrawn, so the reinstatement paperwork needs to be filled out."
This late at night? "Alright," replied Luna, already readying her quill, "I think I can-"
"And," he interrupted, "The budget cuts for the School for Gifted Unicorns need to be finalized."
That again?! "Of course." Luna nodded, keeping her voice
Down Manehattan8-10 Years AgoDown Manehattan4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Caramel was running through the street in his neighborhood in Manehattan not paying attention to where he was going. The young colt was having too much fun tossing his ball into the air and bouncing it off of his nose to notice, and he certainly did not notice when he ran right into a filly. A filly he would meet again years later.
"Whoa," yelped the orange filly.
"Oh I'm sorry," Caramel said quickly forgetting his ball being worried for the filly he ran into. He knelt over and helped her back to her hooves. When he saw her, he was stunned by how pretty she was. Her hair was a bit exaggerated but she had the most beautiful and honest green eyes he ever saw. All he could was stare.
"Oh don't ya'll worry none," Applejack said. 'Shoot say it right,' she scolded herself. "I mean," She said quietly, "That is quite alright. Accidents do happen you know." She gave him a warm smile.
Caramel shook his head, "Why are you talking differently?"
"Why I am certain I have no idea what
Rain IRain I6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sky is murky, damp with tears
The angels shed throughout the years
My heart is heavy, wrought with scent
The rains, to these grey skies, have lent
And yet, my soul is high aloft
Within the rain clouds, dark and soft
And left the rain as joy to come
IIIIt had been three days to date since Jim's little show.III3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sebastian was waiting for Moriarty's return. He would continue forth with his daily routine, constantly expecting Jim to sidle up alongside him with that grin of his, hat pulled down low over his sunglass clad eyes, a hand tugging on Seb's arm, dragging him home, giving him a new assignment.
It had been three weeks to date since Jim's little feature.
Sebastian wasn't worried yet. Why should he be? His boss would do this quite frequently, vanishing for months at a time on some sudden whim of his fancy. Whether it was to take down a target or because a new hobby had captured his interest for a short period, sending him dancing around the globe to collect them all.
It had been three months to date since Jim's little exposé.
Sebastian still wasn't worried about his boss, but there was this feeling in the pit of his stomach, much like a lead ball weighing him down.
He made certain to jog by Jim's
Eternal Bonds Chapter 1.Eternal Bonds Chapter 1.4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a calm, yet cold day in Ponyville. The weather team had done a fine job with weather conditions lately. The week had been filled with the warm sun shining over the snow covered landscape; making it glitter in the sunlight. In the distance, Canterlot could be seen shimmering in the sunlight as if it was frozen in time and space. The sight was one to behold as the white marble walls of the royal castle appeared like a second sun on the horizon.
Ponyville was just a couple of days away from the traditional Winter Wrap Up. Everyone was busy preparing their homes and tools for the job. Applejack spent the last couple of days fixing the damages the plows had sustained during the last Winter Wrap Up, but was struggling to get it done. The equipment was much more totaled than originally thought. Rainbow Dash, on her vacation day, even joined in on Applejack's endeavors by keeping the sky clear of clouds so that the work could
Steve and Tony want to adopt.Steve and Tony want to adopt.3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Steve and Tony walk hand in hand into the orphanage. They were greeted by a kind middle age lady with brunette hair. "Hi you must be Mr. and Mr. Stark-Rogers. Come in come in" she says as he opens the door wider to let her guests in. The place was pretty worn down, scratches on the floor, marks on the wall and some of the ceiling is peeling. Kids were running all around the house. The lady puts his arm out of from of them. "Hi. Please call me Ms. Stanley" she says with a smile. "Hi I'm Steve and this is my husband Tony" Steve says while he shakes her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you" Tony says as he then shakes her hand. "Well let's go into my office and talk about the type of kid you want to adopt" Ms. Stanley grins as she leads the couple more into the house.
A few hours later they narrowed the choices to three little children. A five year old blonde hair girl name Cassandra, a little 6 year old brunette boy name Peter and another boy who is 7 years old name Jack. "Well do you want
You're So Vain"No." Remus carried on reading his book. "I won't go."You're So Vain9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Go on, Rem. Please?" Sirius perched on the arm of the chair. His chair, really, but since Remus had moved in with him two months earlier it had become 'Rem's reading chair'. "It's a great bar, you'll really enjoy itů"
Remus lowered his book. "It's just going to be another one of those bars where the alcohol would kill an elephant. No thanks."
"Wrong! This place is upmarket. It has one of these weird Muggle thingies, a 'karrie and okie' thing."
Remus sighed, trying to avoid looking at Sirius' puppy dog eyes and pouting lips. "You'll just abandon me at the bar and go off to find someone. Why can't you Floo James to go with you?"
Sirius began to play with Remus' hair. "He won't go into those bars," he said distractedly.
"Ah. A gay bar. And I'm the only one mug enough to go with you."
"Remmie, it'll be fun. I'll tell the guys not to hit on you. What else are you going to do? Sit around at home reading another boring book?" Sirius snat