Inhuman Resources: Chapter 1Cloud ComputingInhuman Resources: Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yeah, Dobe," I replied. "Start it up."
The portable generator chugged hollowly for a moment before finally rumbling into life, a brief green flicker from the computer bank announcing its success. A curl of exhaust issued forth, and to my nose seemed to fill the whole office block with its petroleum stench. Even this, however, was nothing compared to the sensation that accompanied it; subtle, but far more potent.
The computer had not been switched on for some time, and a number of scheduled tasks had accumulated. In my mind's eye, I perceived them, though the screen lay cracked and broken on the floor: toppled, no doubt, during the evacuation all those years ago. Nevertheless, though mute, though silent, the computer spoke, and I listened. Almost imperceptible beneath the heady drone of data streaming through the air, I could feel a faint whirr from within my ribcage and a dull warmth from the cable running up through my neck. The machine had begun its work
This Glass HeartWhen you let go of my handThis Glass Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I felt a little crack appear in the corner
of this glass heart
when you didn't meet my eye
I felt two more splinter
in this glass heart
When you turned away when I saw you
this glass heart started to bleed
When you finally told me
you no longer loved me
this glass heart
Don't Talk To Me "I'm sorry," I said, and meant it.Don't Talk To Me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She nodded, her expression unfathomable. "Me too."
There was a long pause.
"Just two days ago," I said quietly, avoiding her eyes, "we couldn't even be in the same room without going for each other's throats."
She turned away. "Yeah," she admitted. "But look at us now."
I continued, "And just two months ago we were the best of friends. But look at us now." This time I looked directly at her, smiling mirthlessly.
"But look at us now," she repeated. Her voice was bitter.
I didn't know what to say. We both stood in silence for a while, pretending to listen to the babble of subdued voices from the graduation party.
"You know," she spoke suddenly, "there's nothing about how life is today that I'd have predicted during our last years there." She
Movie Night Assassin's Creed FF AUSuddenly the TV screen turned from dark and scary to glaringly bright and cheery as yet another commercial interrupted the movie.Movie Night Assassin's Creed FF AU3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"We should've just gotten a DVD..." Altair groaned. He nuzzled closer to Malik as he muted the TV. For a while they blankly watched the screen. A group of very stylish looking teenagers featured in an ad for CREED sweaters. At the end the brand's motto 'Everything is permitted.' flashed across the screen.
"Guess what..." Malik said, looking away from the TV and at Altair next to him. " 'Everything is permitted' is actually the second half of the last words of the first Hashishin leader: 'Laa shay'a waqi'un moutlaq bale kouloun moumkine.' "
"Nothing is true, everything is permitted...", translated Altair, thoughtfully. "Where do you get all these random facts?"
"You know" Altair said. "I'm wearing a CREED hoodie right now. Does that make me an assassin?"
Malik chuckled quietly. "I doubt it...."
Altair sat up, pulling his hood up and down low o
The quiet onesThe Quiet OnesThe quiet ones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for:
the ones who sit in class, doodling in their notebooks.
Alone they're harmless and keep to themselves.
But don't be fooled, their brains are a flurry of activity.
Put two or more of them together, and you'll wonder what the heck happened.
These "quiet ones" start talking, start plotting.
They've planned each other's brutal deaths....multiple times.
They've discussed the zombie apocalypse....and how they'd start it.
The end of the world has four backup plans....to ensure its demise.
And you can almost guarantee your death has been penciled in for next Tuesday.
So be careful, 'cause it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.
The Joker MonologueThe Joker MonologueThe Joker Monologue2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Testing... one two one two (laughter). Hello good people of Gotham City, I'm tonights entertainment (laughter). I would like to ask that you will all remain seated and no one tries to be a hero. You're not. Oh, and don't think about calling the cops, because you see those doors back there? Well, as soon as someone tries to open it we all... go... KABOOM! (laughter).
Now I'm not the real Joker, no he's been sitting in Arkham for quite some time now, but don't worry he'll make it out just like I did (laughter). No I'm just inspired by the Joker, he taught me to follow my dream. Now the Joker helped Gotham for the greater good. The joker taught us to follow our dreams. You see when I was a boy my dream was to make people smile and be happy. Help them forget about all the evil in the world, and you know waht my father said? He said that it was a stupid idea and that I should give up. Now I wanted to prove him wrong. So one night while he was passed out on the sofa I did
Angel criesShe had a glint in her eye,Angel cries3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A voice like an angel
If only angels could lie.
A ToastI want to make a toastA Toast4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To things that cannot be forgotten
Things that you simply cannot let go
A toast to the past, that just won't pass
A toast to new beginnings
To endings that do not scar
Endings you want to reminisce with a smile
A toast to the future, may it already come