A Comprehensive Guide to OCsSo you say you want to write an OC, but don't know where to begin? Well, here are a few tips to help you get started, and maybe help you avoid the terrible Mary Sue Trap that so many writers fall into.A Comprehensive Guide to OCs5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. Create a profile for your OC, with their name, age, gender, height, weight, and other such defining characteristics, to help you flesh out how they will look. Once you do this, go back and take out any Mary Sue/Gary Stu adjectives, such as "Sapphire Blue Hair with Icy Pink Streaks" or "Emerald Green Eyes with Amber Sparkles". Everyone wants their character to be special, or easily recognizable, but this tends to backfire horribly when introduced into your story. Unless the universe you are working with has canon characters with strange hair/eye colors, stay away from the unique color approach. The same also applies to skin color, unless your character has some sort of disease, like albinism, that affects a person
Loki's Interrogation: part 1Thor stood next to him, just staring ahead. He was going to be dragged before the All-father Odin, and... who knew? Loki wasn't going to show any weakness, but the muzzle did prevent him from saying much in the first place. The door creaked before him and entered Sif and the Warriors Three.Loki's Interrogation: part 13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
" Oh, look, Fandral! It's the mighty Loki!" Volstagg teased. " Looks like they managed to cut that silver tongue, eh?" He pushed Loki's shoulder in a non-playful way.
Loki glared at him, but Thor could see that Loki had tensed when Volstagg had reached out. Thor gently moved his hand to Loki's neck, in what looked like an attempt to keep him in check, but he really just gave Loki a reassuring touch. Thor noticed the hidden glance that Loki had shot him, and the look of confusion in those green eyes made Thor realize that Loki was truly terrified of the judgement that he was about to get.
" It's time, Thor. We need to bring Loki to the All-Father." Sif said, motioning for them all to follow her.
Marvel: Asgard 1Marvel: Asgard 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
Warm buttery toast audibly crunched as a woman force fed a corner into her mouth and left the rest to dangle between teeth. She was late, oh so late, for work and didn’t even have time to iron her waitressing uniform. Absentminded, the woman rushed about her tip-site of a living room hunting down keys, bag, phone and whatever else was needed – huffing and cursing all the while. A large tawny-eyed cat surveyed his human with feline amusement from the top of a faded and clawed sofa - tail swishing left to right and back again on loop. As the woman passed him for the fifth time, she suddenly stopped, lifting the cat above her head to his delighted purr and her intake-outtake of sighing relief.
“There it is!” She placed the cat down on the floor, retrieving the butt warmed note-pad and pen. “Silly Griffin.” She admonished the feline - now watching her expectantly, from the old-take-out covered dining table, for one of the three f’s – fuss, fo
Trials of Brotherhood - 3twoTrials of Brotherhood - 33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Loki's chambers are green. Very, very green. It's almost like being lost in a forest.
Thor remembers a time when he was free to enter these rooms at will. When he would relay stories of majestic battles (somewhat exaggerated) and Loki would listen, awestruck. And later, when his brother would levitate candles and make shapes in the darkness and Thor would look on in wonder. Times, too, when his own chambers were invaded by nightmares and he found refuge in the huge, green, quiet rooms that seemed to go on forever.
But they grew apart. Or perhaps it had always been that way only neither one had realized it. All Thor knew was that his visits to Loki's chambers had grown fewer and farther between. One day they had stopped altogether.
Thor tries to recall his most recent conversation with the younger prince, but comes up empty. Perhaps they exchanged a few words at last week's gala (to celebrate his grand victory on Niflheim). Mere courtesy.
Then why is he here? He isn't entirely sure,
Happy Motoring Fast car slow cHappy Motoring6 years ago in Other More Like This
Fast car slow car
slow car Fast car
lice car: Fast car
police car:fast car
policse lcaor:wfacsta crar
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800 Miles800 miles800 Miles6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2 tanks of gas
4,000 shifts in a seat
to ease the cramps
1,000,000 thoughts racing
through empty head
each and every one
3 birds dodged
and one coyote
quite make it
a long days drive
to lay it all on the line
and hold nothing back
in the vineyard
800 miles to meet new people
some who traveled farther
who also laid it all on the line
and held nothing back
their moments were SIEZED!
verses floated on soft spring breezes
while wine flowed with relative ease
they left the stage in a
as each person performed
their works of a lifetime
and left us wanting more!
2 tanks of gas
the trip back seemed to
take no time at all with
a million new memories to treasure
and friends to share them with
Paradise LostThe sky's a deep cerulean blueParadise Lost4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
White gulls swoop and soar
The sand warm and soft between my toes
Waves beckon, spray flying
As they break and whisper on the sand
The green, cool shade beckons
As sweat tickles down my sides
This beauty surrounds me
How could I not love paradise?
Yet this paradise is lost without you
simple pleasureswind caressing my face,simple pleasures2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tangling my hair,
cooling me down
on this hot summer day
running down my chin,
hoping that they grow anew
my daughter's smile
when she splashes me in the pool,
her screeching laugh
when I chase her
it's the simple things
that make me sigh with contentment,
it's the little things
that bring tremendous joy
Sadness of a SmileWhat wept tearsSadness of a Smile2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from past events
does one need
where emotion is
deemed a discourse
of many sorrows
reflection in eyes
empty and hollow
the sadness of a smile
that only knows
where the remnants
of lost ghosts reside
I can't stay.Blood pooling deep in her throat, she gurgled in self pity. She lie there, so pathetic. Having fallen by the hand of a long, lost comrade.I can't stay.4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Sa..." She studdered multiple times, quivering. Blood spewed from the corner of her mouth. She cringed and clutched her side, the gravel below her scraping away like jagged rocks.
"There is no happiness..." She said, looking up at the emblem on his back with weary eyes.
"In this world, where nothing else but hate rests." She lowered her head, speaking into the dirt as a slow sleep was coming over her.
"I can't explain to you why, and I can't bring back the dead. It's a vicious never-ending cycle." She continued.
"The count of fallen shinobi, either rogue, MIA, murdered... is far more greater than the number we have today, training, striving to be the greatest they can be." She paused.
"It's terrible that you know, one day, they have to make a decision that will change their lives forever. Sometime's that decision isn't even offered, and is often ch
SuicideSuicide, the word rings in my ear;Suicide3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I get out a knife, and I don't show fear.
I write down such, a long pretty letter....
Knowing my life, can not get better....
I know if I stay, the pain wont go away
I lose more hope, every single day.
I sit in my room, tears in my eyes
Remembering all, those horrid lies.
I see my depression, is going to win.
I start to cut open, my broken skin.
Blood oozed from, my fragile wrist.
Soon, so soon, I wont exist.
I cut open the other, blood rushes out.
Yet I don't yell, and I don't shout....
Now comes, the biggest test,
Building the courage, to stab through my chest.
I hesitate a bit, my heart screams silently,
Then I stabbed myself, so violently.
My blood gushed from my body, onto my bed.
I did it, I did it, i'm finally dead.
Will anyone notice, that i'm not here?
Will anyone even, cry just one tear?
I can only assume, they wont see....
That they will never again see me....
Cute Vampire 2Hinata felt so relieved when she had bitten someone, she felt like she was in the best of health. Her skin regained some of the colour that it had lost during 'that' time. Looking at the sky, she wondered what would happen her life was in danger cause of the new transfer student no matter what it had seemed like whenever she was around him her blood would jump maybe. It was hard to say to be honest. Though, it difficult to have to deal with that student and her normal high school life and her life when she is home with her familyCute Vampire 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sitting in the living room, Hinata looked around; sitting in the main chair was her mother Hana. Her mother had long beautiful blue hair like herself her eyes were a little darker shade of lavender than anyone else. Her mother wore an elegant blue dress that reached her knees and had beautiful diamond earrings.
"Hinata dear, are you okay? You look like you've just been through hell." Yes, her mother was a l
All PossibilitesMaybe it was my imaginationAll Possibilites6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when I think that
every day is but a dream
Maybe it was envy
that sank me among
this lake of fools
Maybe it was infatuation
and your brown eyes
that dulled my senses
Maybe it was Karma
paying me back
for each unbridled sin
Maybe it was childhood memories
and living one last time
with two hidden hearts
Maybe, after many pages,
Ill wait outside your window
where no one hears me scream
Maybe, just maybe,
Rain TurtleAnd the lilting moon smilesRain Turtle6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A small teetering, while
deer mice play
in the grass along the way
to the dusty lane
On that dusty lane
(the one that goes both ways)
lazily trod a rain turtle
from one side to the other
he slowly scuttles
speeding not a whit
and slowing not a bit
rain turtle slowly advances
toward the high ground he seeks
(it's taken almost a week)
he came up from the creek
steadfast and meek
to answer the prayers for rain
he gathered from the dances
of the natives of this land
the dances of the elders old
rain turtle (the shy and bold)
gave to save the tribal lands
from drought and starving hands
his gift of spirit, you might say
for his nature is to hide
pull his legs and head inside
his shell where he can
watch the world away
(he does this to this day)
until a lilting moon subsides
smiling, while he hides
on a hilltop chanting
rain ballads and dancing
until a tempest blows him home
Ooffering an omenO5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
obscure and obsolete
off beat, open outbreak
ourselves, obedient as the ocean
overwhelmed and otherwise obsessed
an obvious obstacle
once upon a time
there was a blessed oasis
opposed officials, obesely unoriginal and immoral
they pay to avoid defeat
overly, under rated
not oppressed or owned
our oath not to obey
GoldenChild and SliverChild NHGolden Child & Silver ChildGoldenChild and SliverChild NH4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
( A NaruHina Tale)
Chapter One: "Sun, meet the Moon."
"Lord Naruto,sir! Wake up! You are requested by the king and queen to the ballroom at once!" yelled a servant outside of the humongous doors of the prince's room.
Naruto, who was lied out on his king-size, yet lonely bed, sighed in annoyance. "Okay, fine. I'll be right down..." he shouted back.
"Put on your best clothes, too. The Hyuugas are visiting us today," the servant mentioned. "Lord Hiashi's introducing his long distance daughter, who just came back from Japan! Isn't that lovely?" exclaimed the servant as she left.
Naruto just shivered, thinking, 'Their are MORE of them?! Jeez, as if Neji wasn't enough to deal with!' Naruto paused for a seconed in his closet, seeing what he could just throw on himself, and just wore a black and orange almost skin-tight coat, that almost looks like a royal cape with a turtle neck, and some black suit pants to match.
"I just hope this chick isn't like her father," Na
Lead AstrayLead AstrayLead Astray6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My path lead me astray today
Among the fields of amber grain
That whispered as I passed,
Into the trees with flowing moss
And dappled shadows underneath.
A breath of breeze, the shadowed cool,
A kiss upon sun-reddened skin.
light glimmered jade, emerald, and brown
and welcomed me to sit and rest
and as I sat the birds, they sang,
then asked the bees to sing along
and quiet settled on my soul
a quiet seldom felt before.
So thankful for this precious time
my feet did stray upon this path
and lead my soul to peace at last
Ashes to AshesAshes to ashesAshes to Ashes2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dust to dust
Forget the past
Tainted by lust
Man the mast
And sail the sea
Before you pay a hearty fee
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Forget the past
Oh you must!
Play the mouse
And flee flee flee
Before the monster catches thee
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Just give in
You've already been beat
Into the river
With your hopes and dreams
Out with hatred and misery
Ashes to ashes.
Dust to dust
I cant forget,
As I succumb to rust
River of TimeTick tock,River of Time6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Goes the clock,
To me, it's music,
Sounds like rock.
The flowers weep,
As banshees sing,
But all shall bow,
And praise their king.
Time slips away,
But Father Time,
Is here to stay.
It doesn't matter.
It matters the most.
But no one sees,
They're so engrossed.
Wind blows the leaves,
They leave us for dead.
Time moves on,
Why can't I shake,
This feeling of dread?
Don't shake your head,
It's only rhyme.
We're just droplets,
In this river of time.
(a)lone (dis)quiet (connect)ionsyou've got riot creeping(a)lone (dis)quiet (connect)ions1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
up your throat; reckless, wire-bent
brain jostled at the start
and stop phenomena.
it came from the chest, an impulse fragility
an acreage of scorched earth sculpted
in teethmarks of smooth skinned velvet lovers.
we knew the cries of figurine effigies
would haunt us, crackling like shells
in the smokescreen
and the peeling in the cell walls will show your shadow
in vacancies and doubt.
I'm a TomboyI'm a tomboy and I admit it.I'm a Tomboy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't wear makeup every day.
I don't stress about what to wear or how I look.
I don't like dolls or perfumes, and I never have.
I don't care if my hair is a little messy.
I don't obsess over every boy that gives me a glance.
I don't say I love someone that I met two days ago.
I don't date a guy just for the fun of it.
I don't need to be in a relationship.
I like sports.
I like video games.
I like toy cars and legos.
I am strong.
I can take a hit.
I am dirty-minded.
I wear baggy clothes.
I like scary movies.
I can go on any amusement park ride, because I love the adrenaline.
I am a nerd.
I only say I love someone I truly care for.
I am someone who fights for what I believe in, and those I care for.
I like to be weird and crazy.
I want someone to like me for me. Someone who can accept all of these facts.
But is it just me,
Or are these guys really hard to find?
The Six Lessons of LokiI. The Norns are bitches. You can either entertain them or yourself. Deal with it.The Six Lessons of Loki6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
II. If you plan to do something stupid, make sure you can save your own ass.
III. He who plays with fire risks getting burnt. Even I am no exception to this.
IV. Never lie, but only tell the truth if you have to.
V. Snake venom is painful.
VI. Sticks and stones may break my bones, but Mjollnir is sure to kill me.