40 Ways To Annoy Invader Zim40 Ways To Annoy Invader Zim1 year ago in Humor More Like This
1. When he's away, sneak into his house (if you can), open the door slightly and put a bucket of water above. Also add some soap in it >DD
2. Break his garden gnomes by throwing rocks at them so Dib can sneak in easier.
3. Print out Zim/Dib posters and put them all over his house. It'll lead to a head explosion though, so be careful and don't choose pictures that's too hardcore.
4. When he's asleep, take some of Gir's soap (the bacon one) and rub it all over his face. Add more for bonus points, like butter and cookie crumbs.
5. Tell him straight up. That's he's a self-absorbed and gullible jerk that is a shame for his race. After that, grow a mustache and move to New Zealand. (Doesn't matter if you're a boy or a girl, do it anyway).
6. Kick him (bonus points if it's on the crotch) and tell him to stop making humans look like idiots.
7. Blow him a kiss. He hates human germs. (Girls' task...mostly)
8. When he takes a nap, take black lenses (entirely black) and put them on his eyes. When
Invasion in the Pridelands: Chapter OneInvasion in the Pridelands: Chapter One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was dark by now, the stars just beginning to peep out in the sky while the sickle-moon shone faintly through the smog of the city. Zim walked down the sidewalk with his fists clenched angrily at his sides. Hours of walking looking for GIR and the little SIR Unit had been back at the base the entire time! That horrible robot! Next time Zim would make sure GIR would tell him when he was going out and exactly where he was going.
Suddenly Zim stopped mid-stride, looking back over his shoulder. For the past block and a half a suspicious looking bush had been shadowing him and sure enough it was still there, only five feet from him now. Zim narrowed his eyes. "Dib, this is your most pitiful spying attempt yet." He said. The bush rustled and the unmistakably big head of Dib popped out of the top. "Took you long enough to notice." Dib sneered. "Did you only just now realize I was here?"
"Of course I new you were here! Yes! It was… uh… all part of my plan. Yes! You have walked ri
It's Not Delivery, It's Damnation.It's Not Delivery, It's Damnation.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So long ago began
the ever growing free for all,
The all you can eat,
dog eat dog world,
are the simplistic struggles.
So out of hand,
that solutions become
straight out and down
from the kitchen above,
down the slip n' slide
through the caverns
of mishaps and mistakes,
I bet it tastes like regret,
and the buyer's remorse,
Reap what you sew say
the teeth of the demon,
With every bite sinks
in a shame filled saliva.
"Maybe we'll slow them down!"
Say the so called thinkers...
I can't help but think against them,
but what do I know?
I'm just a common crumb in the trough.
Above Heaven watches,
restricted by the local law
to keep the peace...
nothing is ever done,
but to keep the balance.
Sprinting Towards DemiseSprinting Towards Demise2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By burning waters, and smoldering bridges,
I await the genesis of our animosity.
Make the move that gives me permission to strike,
make the move that will bring about your end.
Near draws the line that which I advise you to never cross.
Though to my eyes comes the image of your sprinting legs.
It would seem, that through your veins flows pure pestilence,
and that you wish to bring upon me, nuisances by any cost.
Good God, such a fool bound for my throat,
knowing not the patient blade that waits.
Honor averts it's eyes, as your charge draws to an end.
It wishes this good and done, just as I.
A swift jerk of my arm to your direction,
and make you, a last descent to the ground below.
Then burden leaves my shoulders,
as life outward, pours from your filthy heart.
Trevor Phillips, the Hipster.Michael: You know, I’ve been thinking about you Trevor. Your lifestyle.Trevor Phillips, the Hipster.1 year ago in Comedy More Like This
Trevor: Oh, have you? Really?
Michael: Yes, I have. People always try to label you. You know, maniac, psycho….
Trevor: Friend….Industry leader…
Michael: In some ways you can defy categorization. But then….
Michael: Think about it. Where you live…
Trevor: Sandy Shores, you precious ass. I’m sorry there ain’t a place nearby for you to get your colonics.
Michael: Right. But why are you out here?
Trevor: It’s off the grid. We’re away from it all. It’s somewhere real and authentic. This is America, and real people ain’t been priced out yet.
Michael: Yeah, well what if it gets gentrified?
Trevor: Then I’ll fucking move.
Michael: Okay, what about the way you dress?
Trevor: What about it? I don’t give a shit what I wear.
Michael: No, no no. If you don’t give a shit, you wear clean clothes that fit. See, yours are al
Frozen Crystal HymnSearching for every lonely existenceFrozen Crystal Hymn2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
With dire heaven so worthy to hold on to
Why am I always being taken away
From love that Earth gives me
Crystal stargazing in the snow
My place between every tale and journey
Purity's everlasting seducing masquerade
As I feel her nakedness kiss me in my sleep
Hoping, hoping for life to become real again
Wishing to dare to be in her frozen ecstasy
Longing, longing to touch winter's crystal kiss again
Before the ocean melts in the heart
Standing forsaken every moment
With silence mercilessly merciful
What's there to remain what life left for me
Finding what's left of loving
Crystal stargazing from the sea
My place between every story and voyage
The evening's never-ending nightmare
As I wish for my soul to be baptized by the snow once more
Hoping, hoping for life to become real again
Wishing to dare to be in her frozen ecstasy
Longing, longing to touch winter's crystal kiss again
Before the ocean melts in the heart
Hoping, hoping for life to become rea
The Real YouDay after day, you busy yourself with things that you enjoy, hobbies that make you content, spend time with people who make you laugh. Your friends see you smile and love the sunshine it brings to them, and you yourself are glad you could give them happiness. They see you as someone to turn to when they need to be reminded that life isn't so bad, that there is a way to express joy through the hard times, and they thank you for helping them, even though it seems like you were doing nothing but being yourself. But it was being yourself that spread those smiles to others, wasn't it? A chain reaction caused by the simple act of your own face preforming the ever so contagious grin. They see you as carefree, jubilant, energetic, and nothing seems to bother you. You love when people tell you you've made them smile, and it makes you smile, glad to know that you brought them happiness.The Real You2 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Then you remember who you really are. You remember that they've never seen the real you. You remember that the
Paper inked with loveI used to write so many thingsPaper inked with love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to smile, I used to sing
I used to be so very happy
I used to be
And then you trapped me
The piece of paper
On the table
A little story
Of a traitor
On the purest heart
To lie about
I was the paper
You were the words
You violate me
So I got lost
I am the memory
You are the ghost
I won't be treasuring
You inked the paper
You inked my soul
It won't get better
It won't let go
They will retell this story
The piece of paper gonna burn to ash
And we will shine in endless glory
But it will never heal this painful gash
Gajeel x Levy Oneshot - Iron BirthdayGajeel x Levy Oneshot - Iron Birthday3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Soon." Levy said to herself as she put on her dress. Today was her boyfriend's birthday and she was taking him to dinner. Even though he didn't like eating normal food, she would give him a wonderful dessert. She brushed her hair and kept it down, not using a bandanna to keep her bangs back. They did not obscure her eyes and it made her look cute. She gazed at her appearance in the mirror. Her dress was a beautiful shade of orange, the color that looked best on her. She smiled and put on a light lip gloss, giving her lips a nice sheen. Levy looked to the clock on her bedside table. It was sitting atop a bunch of books, not unusual for Fairy Tail's local bookworm. It was quarter of seven. Their dinner reservations were at seven-o-clock, so it was time to head out. She took hold of her purse and left, a small spring in her step. She completely forgot her coat, which was laid out on her bed.
The two of them had agreed to arriving at the restaurant separately. Levy stood outside t
ArtArt.Art2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The world is your canvas.
Society is your paint brush.
The people are your choice of colours.
What kind of picture would you paint?
How would it differ from the image that is currently on show?
Would you go mad and rid yourself from all forms of restraint?
Just how far down the rabbit hole are you willing to go?
I ask because every portrait I create,
Is inspired by what is already in front of me.
So is it possible to even recreate,
Anything that the mind is not able to see.
The picture will always be the same
Because this life is all we know.
Where there is compassion there must be pain
Because it us who made it so.
TMNT-HoroscopeDonatello was a science man. A fact man. If you talked to him about something, he had to know the facts. Where the statistics came from. Which meant that if you gave him some piece of magic or hocus-pocus crap, he’d just tell you “that’s nice” and go back to inventing.TMNT-Horoscope2 years ago in Romance More Like This
When Donatello turned to the horoscope section of the newspaper that day, he couldn’t help but stop and glance at what could be his horoscope. Taking the day he and his brothers had mutated into mind, he knew it was just a waste of time to look up the small description of how his day could go. He and his brothers might share the same mutation day, but their birthdays could be a whole different day. And besides, horoscopes were just full of garbage to get people all psyched up for something that has a huge possibility of not even happening.
The mutant rolled his eyes. People got so carried away with the vague description set for each sign. It was written that way so anyone could take it into
Fever~It would take some time for April to get used to having mutant ninja turtles as her best friends.~Fever2 years ago in Humor More Like This
It had been a week since she met the Turtles.
The Teenage Mutant FREAKING Ninja Turtles.
April had seen their secret sewer lair, met the giant Japanese rat named Splinter, witnessed their kick-butt ninja skills, and all in one grand evening. Understandably, her mind was still reeling.
But the teen was nothing if not resilient, and took these develops in stride. Meaning, she screamed her head off for the first five minutes. Of course she eventually calmed down, learned the Turtles origins and over the week got to know themrealizing, belatedly, that they were nothing more than normal teenagers; inhumanness and ninja skills aside.
But the constant realization "Oh my freaking God, I met mutant ninja turtles" was a steady mantra through her conscious for the duration of her school week. April had moved through the halls like a zombie, imagining every single morning that the entire T
ComfortComfort3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Molly looked from the door to her kitchen at the man who was clearly too tall for his chair. She was used to being ignored by him in the lab, not talking to her or even looking as she would hand him what ever tool he asked for. But that was usually in front of a microscope, and this This was after an impossible situation. One that she herself would not be able to get through on her own.
Sherlock seemed determined to be alone.
Leaving John would possibly be the hardest thing Sherlock would ever have to do in his life. Knowing that John would have to go through every day believing his best friend had killed himself right in front of him made Molly want to shove Sherlock out the door and straight back to Baker Street. It was hard to look at him. Just sitting there. Like nothing mattered. Not anymore.
His voice surprised her. It was oddly calm and emotionless. Not that Sherlock talk with emotion before, but this was just Empty.
"I'm sorry," Molly said, walking
Classified:S.S.D. Chapter 1: ChoicesClassified: Sera's Secret Diary: Chapter 1: ChoicesClassified:S.S.D. Chapter 1: Choices3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Integra smirked as she saw all her pathetic man quivering at her glare. "Alright then. Let's begin."
"Chapter 1: Choices
I still can't believe that I, Seras Victoria, am a vampire. I get the willies just thinking about how I am pretty much an animated walking corpse.
The worst part is that I have no one to blame but myself for this. I made the choice. That's right. Me. Me. Me. Me. Me.
So what lead up to my bloody (no pun intended) fate. Well, we have to go about a week before I met my master."
Alucard snickered. "So sad, the police girl doesn't want to skip straight to the good part but I guess she's just saving the best part for last.
"Best Part?" Pip asked as he scratched his head.
Walter fixed his monocle as he replied. " He's referring to her death."
"Oh " Pip stated for a second until he suddenly grew angry. "OYE! HOW IN THE HELL IS THAT THE GOOD PART?"
"You see my perverted freckled Frenchman,
TMNT Drabbles(1)TMNT Drabbles2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was easy to tell when Raphael was worried, because he vented it during training. There was an extra hint of brutality to his movements, unable to solve his problems his own way so he had to lash out somehow. He'd never actually talk about his worries as he considered that a weakness. So when his pet Spike began getting ill, Michelangelo knew he'd be very sore very soon. April had promised to go and buy some pet medicine, and the lair was quiet.
After thoroughly pummeling Michelangelo for two straight hours, Raphael went to check on Spike. Donatello was sitting on the floor, silently holding Spike in one arm. This could have easily sent Raphael in a rage - it was a non-spoken rule that, besides Splinter, no one was allowed to touch Spike, lest they wanted an arm broken. But before a battle could begin, Raphael saw that Donatello was doing with his other arm - ever so gently using the tips of his 'fingers' to pet Spike's shell, back and forth. Raphael recognized the motion
Sticks and Stones11:34 blinked in cheerful neon green from the LED screen of the kitchen's alarm clock, spilling onto the floorboards as April did her best (worst) ninja impression to sneak into the room. The wood beneath her sock-clad feet creaked audibly, and she winced as the sound echoed through her aunt's home. When her relative didn't come barging in with a bat the teen decided that she hadn't been woken and continued toward the refrigerator.Sticks and Stones2 years ago in Humor More Like This
She knew that contained within the frigid icebox rested her aunt's specialtycoconut cream pie, of which April wasn't supposed to have until after lunch the following day. And that wasn't going to happen.
All other thoughts banished from her mind save one steady mantra(must get pie, don't wake up Auntie, must get pie, don't wake up Auntie) and her fingers were centimeters away from the fridge's handle when she heard the window against the far wall open.
The sane part of her brain knew that such a thing was impossible; her aunt's apartment was on the ten
TMNT: April's LullabyIt was a quiet night in New York City. Even the villains were all home trying to get some rest. In the sewers of New York, the turtles and Splinter were getting some much needed sleep. Everyone, except Donatello, the brains of the bunch. Donnie had been trying to perfect an invention for over a week now. He hadn't slept in five days because he wanted to finish the project.TMNT: April's Lullaby2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
April had decided to spend the night and train, even though Splinter wasn't awake. She wiped her sweaty forehead and walked out of the dojo towards the pit. She walked past Donnie's lab, but stopped and looked in. She found Donnie at his desk with drooping eyelids. She walked up to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her tiredly.
"Donnie, you should really get some sleep" April suggested.
"I can't sleep. I gotta finish this project to help defeat the Kraang" Donnie said tiredly. His voice was hoarse from not getting sleep.
"Why are you doing this to yourself? It's not healthy to stay awake for fi
Departure"They need us, Arnold." Stella said gently, fighting back tears. "We have to go back there. I don't want to spend another day worrying about them. They've done so much for us, we owe it to them. And...so do you."Departure4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Arnold knew this, he knew this well. The Green Eyed people did need their help, and he truly owed it to them, after what they had done for his parents, and for him and his classmates back three years ago. He knew what he had to do. What had to be done. It wasn't going to be easy, all things considered. A life-changing thing like this was never easy, no matter how exciting or how important. You could never deny how it wasn't easy to do. Not in the least. And not just the process of it, either. But the feelings. Everything that came with it, whatever that may be.
In his case, it was going to be hard to leave everyone behind. His friends, his grandparents, the boarders, and of course... Helga. His ex-girlfriend. Whom he still did love and care about immensely.
TMNT-DandelionTMNT-Dandelion2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The cool breeze caressed Donatello’s skin like icy fingers. Autumn was approaching New York City and the snow would be falling soon. He didn’t know how he and his brothers would manage patrol with the winter approaching, but they could figure it out. They always did.
The mutant took a step, and for the first time in a long while was able to appreciate the silence while he was on patrol by himself. With the bustling city in the background, he had him and his thoughts to keep himself company.
Naturally, his mind shifted over to a certain red head in his life. April O’Neil seemed to always be on Donnie’s mind. Somehow he could be thinking one thing and it’d end up with her in the back of his subconscious. He could be inventing something or drawing out blue prints and suddenly her face is all he could see. It was frustrating, but deep down the mutant wouldn’t trade his thoughts for the world.
Donatello stopped where he was on the roof of a skyscraper, su
Sherlock- NurseWarning- contains post reichenbach spoilers.Sherlock- Nurse3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Molly Hooper was having a bad day.
It was her day off, or, at least, was supposed to be. And yet she was here. Truthfully, she hadn't left Bart's in nearly two days, save for a quick pop home for a wash before she received an urgent call to return. Then she came back to find her favorite sociopath bleeding in the mortuary, appearing dead. She'd managed to stop the bleeding without bandaging him, thankfully. Bandages would come later, out of sight.
He looked bloody awful, or at the least, both bloody and awful. Doubtless a closed-casket funeral would be in order. Thank God. She didn't know how they'd pull of an open casket. She waited, but no-one came to see the body. The report said that he had been dead on arrival. And he had probably seemed it. Molly knew a bit about anesthetics, and the particular one she'd given to the man was actually from one of his earlier cases. A man had faked his death by the drug, and luckily she still had a bit t
April and Donnie Hangout (Supposedly)Summary: April and Donatello have a change of plans and decide not to hang out that evening. Mikey is not having it. A Donnie/April one-shot. Based off of the 2012 teenage mutant ninja turtles.April and Donnie Hangout (Supposedly)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
Rated: PG-13 for stuff
“Well….looks like Murakami’s noodle shop isn’t open today. So much for hanging out,” April told a slightly disappointed Donatello while they both were in the lair that evening. The human and mutant turtle had both planned on hanging out just the two of them for once, without anyone else. Earlier that day, Donnie and April had planned on heading over to Murakami’s noodle shop and just eat there.
The redhead and the turtle slumped against the living room couch side-by-side deep in thought about what they were going to do now. The two of them thought they were alone in the living room. Little did they know, the youngest brother had heard April give out the disappointing news.
Michelangelo popped up from behind the couch startling both Do
50 Greatest TF QuotesPrfctcellrulz presents50 Greatest TF Quotes5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
The 50 greatest Transformers quotes EVER!
This is a list of 50 of my all-time favorite Transformers quotes from the entire Transformers Universe in no particular order! Enjoy!
1: I am Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and the End. I am that which is, which was, and is yet to come, and you will know my name is MEGATRON when I lay my Vengeance upon you!
-Megatron, Beast Wars: Nemesis Part II
2: Is the future of our race NOT WORTH a single human life?
Youll never stop at one. ILL TAKE YOU ALL ON!!!
-Megatron VS Prime, Revenge of the Fallen
3: You picked the WRONG PLANET! GIVE ME YOUR FACE!!!
-Prime VS Fallen, Revenge of the Fallen
4: I RISE, YOU FALL!
-Prime after off-lining the Fallen, Revenge of the Fallen
5: Ding-a-ling, come out and git yo ice cream! Any bad robot out there better get ready for an ass whoopin!
-Skids and Mudflaps first lines in the movie, Rev
TMNT-Cliche“Are we there yet?”TMNT-Cliche2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Can I open my eyes now?”
“Love you too.”
Donatello led April O’Neil through the cold autumn night, the icy air brushing against their skin. He had set up for this moment for over a month, and nothing was going to ruin it. Not his brothers, not Splinter, not the Purple Dragons, Foot Clan, and most importantly, not the Shredder. This night belonged to Donatello and Donatello alone.
He stopped leading the red head girl and April struggled to peek through Donatello’s hands. The mutant felt himself grin, proud at how smooth everything was going for him.
“Can I open my eyes NOW?”
Donatello dropped his hands and April gasped. He had found a place in the local dump to set down a blanket and picnic. He had rewired an old T.V and DVD player and searched for a good movie the two of them could watch. It wasn’t the most romantic s
TMNT-RingTMNT-Ring2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Donatello darted from building to building, not letting the shadow below in the alleyways escape from his view. It was only ten minutes ago that Donatello had heard an alarm go off from a nearby building. A man had ran out with a bag of stolen goods and the mutant knew he couldn’t just let that go.
The ninja knew when he got home he’d probably get an ear full from his brothers and rat father, but he couldn’t just let this man get away with burglary. Not on his watch. Donatello flew from the top of the building he was on and landed gracefully in front of the burglar. The man gasped and turn to escape, but Donatello was faster.
In one swift move, the mutant swung his bo staff around and knocked the man clean off his feet. Upon hitting the ground, the mutant could tell the man had been knocked out cold. But to be sure, Donatello poked him with the tip of his staff.
“Serves ya right.” Donatello could hear sirens nearby and he turned to leave. He stopped, curio