Fantasy NamesAceFantasy Names7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
These WordsThese Words4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I know you'll never hear these words.
Not for a very long time.
You've got lives to lead,
But mothers will be mothers!
And heroes will be heroes.
I'm sorry I left it to you.
All to you to fight him.
The menace once Anakin Skywalker,
My noble husband your loving father...
Replaced by evil Darth Vader.
You fight the phantom menace,
Determined to stop his carnage.
I hadn't the strength to stop him
And Obi-Wan couldn't kill him.
We failed so it's down to you now.
I'm proud of you,
As I watch from beyond the force.
Leia, you're just like me!
Luke, you're just like Ani.
But you've both got my height.
I'm here for you if you cry.
I'm that comforting voice
At the back of your minds.
Always with you no matter what.
That's what mothers are, forget you nots.
Casting SpellsCasting SpellsCasting Spells6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Protection- Shield of power,
shield of light,
protect the young,
from Darkness Sight
Time Travel- Here these words,
here this rhyme,
take (Full First Name) back
to (his or her) parents time
Time Travel (to their own time)
Take (First Name) back to whence they came,
to a time and place that is the same,
let their time regain
Light- Circle of faith,
circle of hope,
I call to thee for thy help
Between HeartbeatsWe hold in our kiss what you once called the beauty of a fading dream,Between Heartbeats4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The light to what seems to be a way of desperation,
Or perhaps just one to break down my seams.
Your touch calls upon my skin waves upon waves of trembling need,
Leaving me in fear of your breath-taking little smiles,
A chance to lose my mind to this consolation of love in between.
But I'm the one who has been preaching the lack of beauty in a fading dream,
Lighting the light in making our own unfading dreams,
And to perhaps hoping to fall in love somewhere in between.
Clone Wars: Shattered PiecesThere was liquid where Ahsokas montrals were supposed to be, an unusually light weight that canceled out the ultrasonic sense of space that she always subconsciously relied on. It sloshed on the edges of her hearing as she tried to sit up.Clone Wars: Shattered Pieces6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She passed a hand over her head (she thought that the hand should be shaking, but it was not, and there was more subtle fear in that then in what had produced the shaking at the start), and felt cool air where the curved tops of her soft horns should have been. A rounded plate covered her head where parts of her mind still told her the base of her montrals were. It emitted a warmth that felt to her palm like that of a datapad which has been running too long, a bright electric burn entirely unlike the unmistakable, softer glow of body heat.
She could remember battling Grievous, could remember when the viewport in his starships hallway cracked, although she did not know who had broken it. Then--she was thrown aside into freezing space th
Primary Superpowers1. Agility - ability to change the body's position, and requires a combination of balance, coordination, speed, reflexes, strength, endurance,and staminaPrimary Superpowers6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
2. Chameleon - ability to change color as a camouflage
3. Divine Powers - ability to release sacred energy
4. Elasticity - ability to stretch, deform, and contract one's body into any form
5. Electricity Control - ability to control electric powers
6. Feral - ability to become beastly
7. Fire Control - pyrokinesis (ability to control fire powers)
8. Flight - ability to fly
9. Force Field - ability to summon this barrier for defense
10. Gadgets - ability to use technological devices
*11. Healing - ability to recover quickly from any injury
12. Ice Control - ability to control ice powers
*13. Immortality - ability to live forever
14. Implants - devices placed under human skin for decorative purposes
15. Insanely Rich - having tons of money
16. Intellect - ability to have a knowledgeable mind
*17. Invisibility - ability to render one's s
KOTOR: SheKOTOR: She8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Donning his battered orange jacket and a worn pair of pants, Admiral Carth Onasi abandoned his military dedication -- and posture -- in attempt to fit in with the crowd. He'd been tracking down various information brokers and well-traveled smugglers with hopes that someone would have news of Revan. Unfortunately, due to his promise, his selection was restricted to whatever scum was stupid enough to work in whatever Republic territory he was stationed at.
In this instance, he had been recommended the services of an up-and-coming Bothan sludge news reporter who seemed to know more about the celebrities she was stalking than their own mothers. He'd reviewed the reports local authorities had filed against her and found it incredibly easy to predict what nightclub she would make her next appearance at. Driven by the desire for information and the need for a stiff drink, he found himself seated next to her at the club's strategically lit bar.
Despite the fact that her fur was dyed in a manne
SuicideI woke up scared to a world was greySuicide4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From underneath my door
My blood was crawling away
And laughters I heard so long ago
Came back tonight said don't let go
There is still hope that lies ahead
-who are you talking to son?
-no one it's all in my head
I'll shed the last tear and I'll go to bed
I'll have one last hug before I'm dead
She covered me and sang the last lullaby
I made believe that I won't cry
She said goodnight
I said goodbye
But will the pain end up tonight
And can their darkness beat my light
Innocence burning in my heart
Questions burning in my mind
Is it strength to face the reaper?
Or is it strength to suicide?
A Soldier's Call To DutyEvery day they face the battle cryA Soldier's Call To Duty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To fight for the land they treasure so dear
Their loyalty is so great
Their courage is so strong
Not all will travel down this road
One that involves dignity, bravery, and strength
Some will answer and come out strong
Others will answer, but not come out alive
This is the sacrifice that they must make
Knowing that their lives are at stake
But to those that have been called to duty
They will answer and serve with their very best
Not fearing for their lives
But fighting with the strength of a thousand tigers
Willing to lay down their lives
To keep our nation free
We honor and thank all of our service men
For their nobility to stand through it all
A task that is not to be taken lightly
That involves their heart, soul, mind and strength
To be focused and alert
Doing the tasks they have been given
And to serve our nation with the utmost respect
That it has come to deserve
Who I WasI still dream of the daysWho I Was3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That will never be the same;
Going through these ups and downs
Have kept me from running rounds.
I used to be someone else
The one who cared for himself,
But now i see that I have grown,
Losing colors that I have shown.
I show new ones all the time,
And it's hard to stay in line.
Trying to do what is right
Just becomes a greater fight.
I won't be someone I'm not,
If I try, I just forgot.
There will be a change in you,
For me that's hard to get through;
But when it happens to me,
It's not as easy to see.
I learn to accept these things
For I hear life always sings
A tune that will never change,
So changes will be my gauge.
If I change, I'm doing good,
And living life as I should.
Clone Wars: BrothersDarth Maul looks up at the creature that is calling itself his brother.Clone Wars: Brothers3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He sees black stripes on a yellow face; hooked, tan horns; orange eyes. He sees black armor like the shell of a turtle. This must be another animal, come to fight Maul for his nest. Maul shivers all over, readying himself to get up. He arcs like a cat. He tastes the air with his teeth and his tongue. It smells like ashes and fire, but it always does. Maybe, somewhere, there's the tang of speeder exhaust from above, and something electrical.
The creature talks to him. The voice is deep, and the words, garbled. It has shoved its way into his den, and sniffed while it looked at his scrap metal and his fire and his drawings. It is a big, wide-shouldered creature.
Maul has trouble with words sometimes. He remembers that they used to be easy for him, but now they seem to stick and repeat instead of forming into new shapes quickly. The shapes of letters seem to have color and sound of their own.
Star Wars: On The HuntMaya Jeda stepped over a gnarled green vine and eased into the jungle. The plains of Shili ended abruptly, fields of waving turu-grass cut off by thick-boled trees. Where the occasional birdcall had sounded out there, the riot of sounds stopped as soon as Maya moved further into the jungle.Star Wars: On The Hunt4 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The trees were widely spaced but surrounded by whole ecosystems of undergrowth. Even as she tried to step around the larger bushes and flowers, she heard animals start up again in the distance. There were dangerous creatures on this world; the native Togruta people were fanged and strong. Some groups still hunted akuls in a rite of passage to prove that even their children could survive when the wild inevitably bullrushed its way into civilization. Maya was glad to have her two lightsabers hanging at her hips, even if she didn't like the idea of fighting animals.
Those dangerous animals were the whole reason she was here. She had been hired to retrieve the urgluk bezoar, a hunk of nutrien
Happy Valentine's DayYou are more than the sweetness of my heart,Happy Valentine's Day4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The glow in my smile you say is there,
The beauty of the winter in my eyes when I look upon the lonely trees outside
And when I breathe I want to breathe in only the scent of you.
I know you love me not because of some romantic imagination of a prince charming,
With shining armor and a winning smile or all the silly love poems.
Or maybe it is the silly love poems you like..
Silly words of my heart.
I know your heart beats with the fleeting rain,
A sense of something to treasure like love,
And in my heart,
A place that could never have enough of you.
Jedi and the Scoundrel - Ch. 1 What was I thinking?Jedi and the Scoundrel - Ch. 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Atton couldn't believe he had told her about his past. But when she confronted him on Nar Shadaa about Atton' not being his real name, he had been caught off guard. And he was never caught off guard. And when she pressed him for details, he just couldn't stop himself from telling her everything. He had been so angry. With her, for making him confess it all. With himself, for worrying over how she was taking it.
He had assumed she was ok with everything. Well, as ok as someone can be when they find that someone they've been travelling with is a murderer. But he couldn't be sure. She was just so hard to read! She never seemed to let her emotions show. Oh, she was definitely capable of empathy and compassion. But she did all her good deeds lik
KotOR: AwkwardAwkwardKotOR: Awkward7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
This is awkward.
Its only for a couple of days, Carth.
Its still awkward.
Lire Dakaar sighed and lobbed a pillow at Carth, catching him squarely in the chest with it. He made a faint oof sound before glaring at her, tossing the pillow onto the bunk behind him. Tumbling into it, he squeezed his side up against the wall and folded his hands behind his head. Lire just rolled her eyes and ignored him, tugging off her boots. She only glanced at him once before taking a seat on the edge of the bunk, setting her boots off to the side and wiggling her toes in their sock-covered freedom.
You know Gadon only had one spare bunk, she said finally, her back still to Carth as she looked around the darkened barracks.
The Spontaneous GuyThe Spontaneous Guy5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If I could write a poem to make you fall in love with me,
I would have done it the moment I met you,
The moment I felt you smile..
The time you took me with that kiss.
I always want to make the world better wherever I go,
Speak my words and strengthen every person's will.
But every time I see you it's I who couldn't speak,
And whenever you touch me my world's perfectly complete.
So maybe tomorrow I will be able to write the poem I long to write you,
Look you in the eyes and tell you how much I really want you too.
It shouldn't be that hard to say a short "I love you",
But falling in love has even taken me to a place far from complete.
First Battle of Eden: Part 1The First Battle of EdenFirst Battle of Eden: Part 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
By Josheua Samuelson
A Chronicles of Man Short Story
The chime pierced the silence of the flag officer's quarters aboard the Alliance battleship Kilimanjaro, and Vice Admiral Harriet Spencer's azul eyes opened begrudgingly before the chime called again. Sighing, the five foot nine woman rolled to her side and glanced up at the communication panel at her bedside, tapping the glowing accept key and designating voice only. After all, it wasn't right for an admiral to talk to her subordinates while half naked.
"Spencer, go ahead." She said and noted the grogginess of her own voice as she checked the time. Zero two hundred. No wonder she felt like she had just fallen off a sunderhorse.
"Admiral, I don't mean to wake you but we have a situation." Spencer quirked an eyebrow at the voice on the other end. It was Captain Kuritz, Kilimanjaro's CO who, like Spencer,
Regret?Everyone writes about broken dreams, whether love is worth the pain, the crushed dreams of yesterday and chipped hearts incomplete. Everyone writes out of insecurities of the beautiful that brings us anguish of a heartful. I believe that the more negative things we spread in this world, the darker this world will become. And if only we could learn to share in action and words of the things we should live for, then this world may just have become just a little bit better than before.Regret?4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We should never forfeit the good things in life because of the bad,and make our decisions in life based soly upon them. The most valuable things in life are definitely hardest to hold onto, and lies to oneself, pain, fear, or anguish definitely isn't one of them, not if it comes so easy to hold onto.
I write to spread love, the true kind. And if you can come to see it in the world around you, then you know how special it can be, how hard sometimes it is to hold on to. But more than anything, it's something
JediThe path of light,Jedi10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There might not be rewards,
There might not be fame,
But it is the right path,
To help those in need,
The make a change,
To not force those to bend to your will,
To make friends,
And not to be evil,
To help the sick,
And heal the wounded,
This doesn't make you weak,
It makes to a follower of the path of light,
The light side leads away from the madness,
The light shall shine though the darkness.
Iraqi Pilot Returns - StoryBy U.S. Air Force Staff Sgt. Christopher FrostIraqi Pilot Returns - Story7 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
KIRKUK, Iraq By age 15, his destiny was already set by Saddam Husseins regime he was to become a fighter pilot, a necessity in the bloody war with Iran. He took the controls of a Bravo, a single engine, propeller-driven training aircraft, and performed his first solo flight before most Americans could even drive.
Today, Iraqi Air Force Maj. Abbas, his name changed in this story for security reasons, serves once again in the Iraqi Air Force, but hes no longer asked to fly for the dictator but to fly for his country.
Abbas is an instructor pilot with the Iraqi Flying Training School in Kirkuk, Iraq, where he teaches initial pilot training to future Iraqi pilots. Like many instructor pilots who have returned to the school to teach, he was a fighter pilot under Husseins regime with a great deal of experience and training.
My education was only for flying, said Abbas, while he kept watch over a pitche
A Complete DistractionA Complete Distraction5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I was upset when you kissed me,
And suddenly I couldn't remember why.
It was like nothing else mattered,
Nothing but this feeling in its place.
I sometimes reread all the love notes you gave me when I feel this way,
Count all the times you could've missed me.
Day dream of all the times I dreamed about you,
And I've never dreamed about anyone as much as you.
So sometime I want to touch you in a small way every time I see you during the day,
Just to tease you, and know you'll think of me all the same.
But for now I only wish to savor your lips,
And this feeling surging unexpectedly from my chest.
The Orks of Tam'urt Chapta 4Chapta Four: WartrakkThe Orks of Tam'urt Chapta 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Say of Da Day: Dats da risk of playin scar poka. Fergritz
Due to the scarcity of parts, a lack of vehicles, and a generally lazy attitude - none of the Orks had left the forgery for the past three days. Brudz bike wasnt big enough to carry four Orks (two of which were Nobs), and the unfortunate Mek had be slogged with the task of producing something Oric and Jamz could ride on.
Oric studied the plan Brudz had drawn. Yew got ta be jokin! he snorted in disgust, yew wanna use me precious Tankabell ta make dis?
Dere aint nuthin else I cn use ta make somefin datll heft yew an Jamz big butts! Brudz argued, Me bike barely survived one big Nob!
Dis is n insult ta Tanky! Whinged Oric. I wont let yer do it.
Brudz didnt win many arguments with a Nob, but she wasnt going to lo
Two Witches“Fucking Francis! I hate Francis! And is goddamn vest!” Zoey crawled forward, her knees dirty and swollen from hours of sneaking around. It had sounded like a good idea at the time. Dress up as witch, sneak into the bio lab where a possible cure for whatever the hell had turned the world into a crawling pieces of crap. Then Francis had come up with the lovely idea of the costume. Sure, it looked like what a witch wore. Its just she didn’t WANT to spend 5 hours crawling around on the floor like a spastic in something that could only charitably be called “Revealing”. Still, she’d made it this far. Suddenly, Zoey’s hand, slippery from hours of sweating it out, dropped the flashlight. It clattered on the floor in the suddenly very silent room. A couple of infected turn to look at her, and Zoey froze, trying not to look up. Then, she quickly slid into the witch’s normal pose, brawling her eyes out for the satisfied Infected. The cryTwo Witches6 years ago in Erotic More Like This