Masked friend part 3Masked man back to house. He ended hunt for today. He was happy because today he break in to big house and scared big family. And next kill them all. He took his big axe to kitchen and started wash out blood from it. He loves when his axe is clean. Next he put in on table and started making food. He was hungry and in fridge was some delicious rotten meat. He started cook it. After some minutes beautiful smell was in whole house. Masked man ended cooking and started eat. Was very late night so everyone sleeping. House was like empty, no one walking here, no one talking, no one was here in kitchen. He knew that everyone sleeping. Almost everyone. He knew too that Ghostly Puppeteer never sleep and like always work. He decided to go to Ghostly's workshop. As he thought Ghostly was here. And he was very angry. Reason of his anger stand in front of him. Puppeteer shouted at Squish:Masked friend part 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-WHAT THE HELL YOU DID!?
-NO SORRY, I TOLD YOU THAT YOU CAN'T GO!
-b-but... I hate spend all time c
Masked friend part 2Claw looked at Squish. "How reflection can has master" thought young demon. That was weird for him. And... why master?Masked friend part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
-who is your master?
-...I don't want.... talk.... about it...
-c'mon, you can tell me
-leave me...alone...-said Squish and disappear in mirror
-weird guy-said Claw looking on masked man
-he doesn like talk about himself... and about this that he is slave-replied masked man
-slave? Really? There are still slaves on this world?
-so, who is his master?
-if he will want he will tell you. I cant.
-this isnt your bussiness
-well, is late, I go kill some humans, bye Claw. If you want something call me or go to Ghostly
Claw went to his room. He sit on bed and looks throught window. That was beautiful night outside. Here, in middle of forest, all stars are visible, there was millions of them. And big, white moon was above trees. Amazing view... Claw thought when last time he seen something so amazing. He thought about his past. When he was younge
Masked friend part 1Claw looked around house. It was big, old and beautiful building. He don't know anyone from here only masked man who took him here. He went here with him, it was better than go back to his real home. Claw hated real home, he had only bad memories with it. His mother and girlfriend died there. They was killed by his mother lover, old demon called Raxer. Masked man took him to room in the end of corridor and told him that this can be his new room. That was very nice for Claw, masked man saved him and wanted be his friend. Thanks to it Claw has more than one friend. He decided that he should ask about this that his best friend Zenith can live here too. He go out from his new room and go to living room. Here was two little girls, one looks like regular human but dirty and with scars on face and neck, second was undead, she hasn't eyes and looks sad. They playing with theirs plushies which was weird for Claw because plushies talking and moving. Claw come to them because waMasked friend part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Dark CornersHumanity, humbleness, hope; all words that lay stale on my tongue as if heavy rocks or stones that wish to crush my sentences into perfectly moulded letters. The looks of despair are like poison mixed with the swirls of sickly love it makes my stomach turn vile. The deadly touches to my shoulders, my neck, my cheeks send the shivers of Jotunheim through my bones and attempts to crush my skull into the sweet mercy of submission, though I will not bend into this macabre style.Dark Corners1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Treasures once so dear to me now collapse at my feet like the dead sparrows discarded by a panther, pathetic, useless, hated. Delicate swooping inked books and soft silks are offered with eagerness, with those same useless glances of hope and pity urging me to recognise, to take these lifeless items in my little hands and clutch them to my chest as if cradling a new-born babe to my heart. Instead I abandon, for I have no heart to beat.
But the expressions refuse to dissolve away with my acid.
It sickens me, tu
Zagr 14Zagr 14Zagr 142 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Initiating launch," the computer said. Zim pushed forward a lever, causing the engines to rev up and lift the Voot Fighter off the ground. He looked down at Skoodge in his ship, also starting the engines. Zim then looked over to Gaz sitting next to him.
"You ready?" He asked her.
Gaz pressed down her panel activating her control device,"Yes," she said.
Zim piloted the ship out of the launch area and up out of the house. After they lifted up into the air, Skoodge came up behind them. Zim looked down at the house as the roof top closed. He might never see that house again. Zim shook his head and steered the ship upwards and out of view of the house. The buildings below slowly disappeared as the ship rose out of the atmosphere.
"Computer, locate Irken Armada," Zim commanded. A screen popped out revealing the Armada's position in the Galaxy.
"Sir, the Armad
Field of SorrowMy heart is now in black and white.Field of Sorrow7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The red color of love has died.
Im standing in a field of sorrow,
My soul to borrow.
My life is full of pain, my mind is torn apart.
My love is a monster, without a heart.
Stuck in thought,
And prohibited speech.
Mute, to my words of sadness.
Deaf, to your words of emotional torture.
Im standing in a field of sorrow;
My soul to borrow.
But you didnt borrow.
My soul is vanquished:
Black and white;
My DreamMy Dream4 months ago in Horror More Like This
On December 1st, I had a dream. Although it was very specific, and strange. It started at 1:00 when I decided I had to go sleep in my bed, a flower sheeted bed filled with dog hair and light beems coming from the window it was placed next to. It was still dark outside, and the pine trees next to my window were covered in white snow. So, then the dream began. It started out where I was playing as Mike Shmidt, the main character of Five Nights At Freddy's, a wildly popular game that has a huge fanbase, and the creator of the disturbing and mildly jumpscarish game, Scott Cawthon.
I was standing in the area where you check the doors, look in the camera, etc. Then I heard the recorded message from phone guy, but it was the one from night 5, a dark and devilish voice luminating through the phone, and out towards my ears. But I could hear "hell" said in the ending part of the message, spelled out in words,
Run-a-wayУбежать навсегда!Run-a-way4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Не питать никогда!
Позабыть, словно сон,
Violet cloudsФиолетовые облака.Violet clouds2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
В небе висят фиолетовые облака,
Подсвеченные оранжевым светом,
А у меня в друзьях - полтора дурака,
И половина из них - с приветом.
У меня в друзьях - полто
Wasteland (rus)ПустырьWasteland (rus)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Уже поздно. Улицы пусты, мелкая ледяная морось - не то снег, не то град, - не располагает к прогулкам. Я машинально переставляю ноги. Я снова иду туда.
Холодно. Не грею
one gulpОдин глоток. Глоток чего покрепче.one gulp3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Одна затяжка, чтоб до хрипоты.
Мы будем жить увы увы не вечно.
Дай бог дожить хотя бы до весны.
Нам каждый миг свою озвучил цену.
И завтра не
Forgotten pantheonЗабытый пантеон.Forgotten pantheon2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
В глубинах чёрных рощ, трухлявых и прогнивших,
Навек забыт богами замшелый пантеон.
В нём птицы не поют. И в опустевших нишах,
В руинах колоннад таит печа&
The red balloonЗвонкое небо и ветер. Он теребит волосы и подол плаща, играет с шарфом. Заигрывает. Весеннее солнце нежно улыбается и ласкает щёки, щекочет нос. Но ты не обращаешь внимани&The red balloon3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cappuccino morningИюльская ночь, словно крепкий эспрессо,Cappuccino morning4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Своей густотой наполняла дворы.
Размешивал звёзды, как сахар небесный,
Блуждающий ветер при свете луны.
Но сумрачных теней коф
My QueenМоя королева, я снял свою кожу, чтоб стать на себя непохожим.My Queen4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Я, будучи призраком ночи, прошел через Солнце как ты, осиянная, хочешь.
Отринул свой дом, скитался в дыму, проше
01.04.2013 - a poem a dayСюжеты в кольцо замыкает жизнь01.04.2013 - a poem a day2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Каждый первый сюжет - о лжи,
Каждый третий сюжет - о любви,
Каждые пятые руки - в крови,
Каждого сотого ждет хэппи-энд,
Каждого первого - смерть.
Artblock challenge: the ocean in greenТак быстро Соулу ещё не бегала, если сзади за ней не гналась свора питбулей, спущенных с цепи хозяином яблоневого сада. Все девять этажей многоэтажки слились в один длиArtblock challenge: the ocean in green3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Remember your promisesВ краю, где солнце – персона нон-грата, от века не тает снег, и сквозь него прорастают ночные цветы. Серебряная филигрань инея блестит на причудливых тёмных лепестках, лиRemember your promises1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Peuan's Journey-Ch. 19: Where to go now?Chapter 19: Where to go now?Peuan's Journey-Ch. 19: Where to go now?8 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once everyone had finished their ice cream, they all realized how tired they were. Stacey showed them to an almost hidden guest room. Inside was like a hotel suite, containing a good sized desk, two queen sized beds, a fair sized cot and a couple of chairs. Of course, there was a bookshelf as well.
“Wow…” Lyra said, looking around.
“This room sure is nice.” Peuan added.
“I hope it’s big enough, I’m sorry, but this is all the guest space I have. To be honest, I don’t get many guests.” Stacey said sheepishly.
“This will do just fine.” Jazmyn reassured her. “Thank you for letting us stay, Stacey.”
Stacey gave a smile and a nod, then left the room with a genuine yawn.
Midnight was so tired she looked as if she would fall over. She gave a long yawn and rubbed her eyes to try and keep them open.
“Well, how should we split the beds?” Lyra asked, stretching.
Reasons to smileHere are some reasons to smile.Reasons to smile11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please select a reason and then.... smile.
Smiling is simple, not a hard task.
It looks a lot hotter than the hiding mask.
It burns more calories than frowning too.
Shows positivity and helps someone through.
Its free, no need for cash.
More enlightening than most happy crash.
One more reason, listen to me now.
Here me through, hear me please.
Because whats the point of holding it back?
Sonic P.A. Future New Station SquareSonic PA Future New Station SquareSonic P.A. Future New Station Square1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Sonic P.A. Future New Station Square
Bio: New Station Square. Ten years ago, Station Square was overrun with zombies. Anyone who was lucky to be alive was evacuated from the fallen city. Those who were infected were left behind. After the entire city was taken, G.U.N. nuked the city, leaving it in ruins. After the bombing, Chris Thorndyke, Grandfather Chuck, and Dr. Eggman rebuilt Station Square into a technological advance machine city from its ashes. It was rebuilt a steampunk/cyberpunk/machine fortress city with futuristic buildings and vehicles, farms that produce food, water plants that produce clean water, factories that create advanced weapons, war machines, and robot soldiers. The city is surrounded by a steel and concrete wall, an electric fence, barbed wire, wooden and metal spikes, a moat, mine fields, machine gun turrets, rocket turrets, laser turrets, flame turrets, watch towers, searchlights, floodlights, a scanner to tell the difference