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A Witch's Voice: IzabelA Witch's Voice: Izabel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The chisel of my father
The brush of my mother
My own two hands
Hands blessed by God
Blessed is my soul!
I wield his power!
With my hands
I shall give birth
To something new
Something that is mine
Drawn from my blessing
Summoned from my soul
The helpless gray of Picasso
The starry night of Van Gogh
I wield their strength
I control their souls!
I triumph over all!
The eternal flame of the brush!
The immortal dagger of stone!
Become one with the canvas
Be one with the marble
Behold my art!
Gaze upon my magnum opus!
It is my masterpiece!
It is my soul!
IT! IS! ME!
Official FFM Prompt Bank 2014:iconflash-fic-month:Official FFM Prompt Bank 20148 months ago in Editorial More Like This
This promptmobile has been parked up rusting for a whole year. It needs an oil change, a lick of paint and some air in the tyres. We're presently sourcing some fluffy dice for the mirror and a nice novelty airfreshener.
Most importantly, though, the tank is dry as a bone.
Time to siphon us off some promptjuice. Fuel us up with your best original prompts for people to dip into during the month when they need creative jump leads.
As always, the chosen few will be chosen, featured and credited in our daily updates.
Protip: We can always use visual prompts, musical prompts, prompts in the form of interpretive dance and other variegated promptitudinousness as well as the usual prompts made of words.
VIVA LA FFM!
deviantART, Do you support it? Let's think for a moment. Would you want your government to take your personal information without your knowledge? I definitely wouldn't want that. But there are some people who support that notion. The bill CISPA (Cyber Intelligence Sharing and Protection Act) would allow the government to do that very thing. Not fair, right? I would not support this bill even if I was paid a million bucks. But that may not be true for you guys though. Who knows maybe after you finish this essay you would actually support the bill, but maybe not. As I go through this essay I will explain my reasons for why I disagree with CISPA, along with examples/evidence. I will also be giving the view of the people who agree with CISPA. You probably would be thinking. "Wait a second, who would agree with CISPA?" Well you'll find that out around the end of this essay. So now moving onto the essay!deviantART, Do you support it?3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
My first iss
A Witch's Voice: CharlotteA Witch's Voice: Charlotte4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm so hungry
My tummy is calling,
"Please feed me"
All the dessert in the world
All the candy I can make
All the sweets I can eat
They fill my tummy
I am happy
But . . .
But I am not happy
It's not enough
Something is missing
Something I can't make
Something I want to eat
Something . . .
That's what's missing
I want cheese
But there is no cheese
I make them look
But they never find it
I must find cheese
It's all I want
Until I find it
I won't give up
Then I'll be happy
PMMM - Historical Witches Pt.1MCKENNA (Joan of Arc)PMMM - Historical Witches Pt.13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The Flame Witch. She has a destructive nature. She prays without hope and destroys what she once protected. Anything she touches becomes engulfed by her flames. Those who stare into her eyes become paralyzed with awe. One who has a strong faith in God can defeat her.
Minion of the Flame Witch. His duty is to pray. His hopeless prayers can drive people into madness, especially those who fight the Witch. A simple prayer of hope is enough to weaken him.
The Snake Witch. She has a greedy nature. This Witch is obsessed with beautiful things. She constantly consumes amazing riches, but vomits them out when they lose their beauty. She will consume humans without discrimination.
Minion of the Snake Witch. His duty is to gather riches. She has taken on the form o
A Witch's Voice: WalpurgisA Witch's Voice: Walpurgis4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Helpless Stage Setting (AKA Walpurgis Night)
A wonderful festival,
I have come to this town
I am helpless
They are helpless
But this place is my stage.
I will put on a show
One they will never forget
A beautiful world of drama
A wonderful display of despair
How beautiful, joyful even.
My act is extraordinary!
Towers burn and fly!
How exciting it is!
I laugh at the sight
As my clowns play around
The gears keep me down
It is part of my act
I cannot control it
But when I turn up,
The show is over
All I can do is laugh
I laugh as they scream
That doesn't matter
I will find another stage
I will turn again
The festival will go on
As I turn through time
A Witch's Voice: AlbertineA Witch's Voice: Albertine4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1 . . .
Let's play a game
Not a care in the world
2 . . .
I love to draw with crayons
Look at all the pictures I drew!
3 . . .
Cars, planes, boats . . .
Watch them fly into the sky!
4 . . .
Let's go to the park!
Lets play on the swings!
5 . . .
Lets play with the balls
Lets bounce them as high as we can!
6 . . .
That cloud looks like a car
That one looks like an elephant
7 . . .
I dot know a lot of big words
But I'm very curious about it
8 . . .
Playing alone is lonely
Will someone play with me?
9 . . .
Will you play with me?
Will you be my friend?
Ready or not . . .
Here I come!
la bataille des femmesI'm not entirely sure how I got here. I'm looking at the door to one of those tucked-away meeting rooms in the student union building. When I met Terri on the bus last week, something told me not to take the violently pink flyer she produced from her bag, yet here I am.la bataille des femmes3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I pull open one of the big doors and Terri and a couple other intimidating-looking girls are in there. I'm five minutes early. Surprisingly, none of the girls are wearing flannel shirts or combat boots or men's jeans, but they all made up for it with dramatic fashion sense, and only one of them lacks some kind of facial piercing. I've been in college for a while since my humble high school graduating class of 100, but these girls are still somewhat shocking to look at.
Terri greets me enthusiastically. She looks the way she did on the bus, wild short hair, nose stud, ripped t-shirt, not fat or disproportionate but considerably thicker than me. She smells ripe. She introduces me to the other girls present, whose na
A Witch's Voice: OktaviaA Witch's Voice: Oktavia4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I swim through the world
The concert hall is my home
Fate's wheels continue to turn
The orchestra plays for me
The melody never rests
Their violin is only for me
I love it so very much
It keeps me moving
As I search for something
Something inside of me
Someone is holding the answer
Look at me!
I cry out
Look at me!
Someone will respond
Look at me!
But no one answers
I don't hear a response
All I see is red
Red . . .
What does it mean?
A voice cries out
I don't know its possessor
But my heart races
Faster and faster
Is this what I've been searching for?
Is this . . . Love?
It must be Love
I have found Love
Now I am complete
Contest Entry: Draw Your Worst!It was a dark and stormy night. It was a really dark and stormy night. In fact, it was so dark and stormy that the main character of this story, Stormy Amethyst Beauty Kitty Alicia Shadow Dark, Stormy Dark for short (except no one actually uses Stormy Dark for short because that would mean leaving out parts of Stormy Amethyst Beauty Kitty Alicia Shadow Dark's beautiful name), was mad. Well, she wasn't actually mad. She's perfect, so she never gets mad. She was just upset. Slightly upset.But anyways! Stormy Amethyst Beauty Kitty Alicia Shadow Dark, Stormy Dark for short, was upset. Slightly upset. And every eligible bachelor in the whole wide world (even in other solar systems) wondered why Stormy Amethyst Beauty Kitty Alicia Shadow Dark, Stormy Dark for short, was upset. Slightly upset. Did I mention Stormy Amethyst Beauty Kitty Alicia Shadow Dark, Stormy Dark for short, was upset? Slightly upset? Well, Stormy Amethyst Beauty Kitty Alicia Shadow Dark, Stormy Dark for short, was upContest Entry: Draw Your Worst!2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Witch's Voice: GertrudA Witch's Voice: Gertrud4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Insincere Rose Garden
My beautiful garden
It is all I have
My roses, I hold dear
I feed them every day
The humans make them grow
Their grief makes them strong
They bring me more
More for my garden
But they enter my home
They destroy my roses
All my work
And they trample on them
I despise it!
I loathe it!
It sickens me!
As they enter, they are punished
A mustache will sound the alarm
Another mustache will butt them
Butt them until they die!
As one mustache is the alarm
The other mustache is the landscaper
They cut the roses
They deliver them to me
I am their Mother
I am their Queen
They follow my order
They bring me roses
My beautiful roses
They are my soul
My beautiful soul
A Witch's Voice: Elly-KirstenA Witch's Voice: Elly-Kirsten4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This is my life
My personal world
A solitary existence
No rules and punishment
I have no master
For I am my own
Locked away from everything
Isolated but happy
The monitor is my only window
A view of the other side
I obtain everything from it
I shun those who approach me
Nor will I let them judge
Yet . . .
I covet their attention
I want them to see me
They must hear my voice
So I trap them
I lock them away
Imprison them in glass
I lay their thoughts bare
They are my collection
They become my fans
They will love only me
I am their idol, their star
I am the center
They encircle me with joy
Like a carousel
I will spread my wings for them
For them, I will fly
Forever and ever
A Witch's Voice: GiselaA Witch's Voice: Gisela4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can't stand seeing it like this
There is no peace in this world
Everyone must be equal!
My bright heart and soul of silver
They are my only directors
Down with stereotypes!
I want them to wake up
They must hear my voice
Dare to be different!
We are all human!
I speak against the status quo
My shining silver soul dazzles
I want them to hear me . . .
What is she saying?
What is she talking about?
They're only laughing at me
This isn't what I wanted
She's not making any sense!
Is she some kind of freak?
Their words pierce my heart
My heart cannot take the pain
Rusting . . . Rusting . . .
Your world is fast but you are slow!
My heart is tarnished
I begin to feel dull
We can move but you stay still!
I want to change things
They will not listen . . .
Ashen Sky-Ch.1 Revised"I always knew the zombie apocalypse would start in Chicago. I just never thought the zombies would be trying to buy life insurance." Matt Owens chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder to his cubicle-mate.Ashen Sky-Ch.1 Revised3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tess Abernathy rolled her large blue eyes at him and sighed. "As much as I absolutely adore my job in data-entry here," she began, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I love your amazing ability to come up with the stupidest ideas ever even more."
"Aw, c'mon, Tess!" said Matt, laughing. "Seriously, though. I had to look this guy up 'cause his address was wrong, and the database says he died at an old address about a month ago, but he's alive at a new address now. Weird, isn't it?"
Tess rolled her eyes again. This was common practice when it came to Matt. "He was probably trying to jump rent or evade taxes or something," she dismissed, glancing at Matt's work before frowning and turning back to her own pair of screens. "Matt, you're doing that thing with your finger again. Would
sasusaku chap 1Sasusaku chap 1sasusaku chap 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
The moon hung high overhead as the first signs of nightfall arrived. The gentle, cool night air blew his hood off as he walked alone. The sound of crickets chirping in the background went unheard as the young Uchiha used all of his senses to keep track of his team and anyone around him. His sharingan activated, he scanned the empty streets.
This is the spot. He thought to himself, coming to a stop in the middle of the village. He should be here
As if his thoughts were read, a young woman came stumbling out of an alleyway, bowing deeply before him. E excuse my tardiness, Uchiha-sama my m master has been awaiting your arrival. She said quietly, her long, midnight black hair billowing around her face and shoulders.
He frowned as her long tresses revealed her torso. She was bruised, and red spots adorned her neck. Her clothes looked like they had been ripped off of her many times,
Jeff The Killer part 7[Max is working at his job at a local restaurant. He is delivering food to tables when he overhears the television. He then turns his attention to it as it shows the news story of ]Jeff The Killer part 72 years ago in Drama More Like This
Jeff's recent kills.]
News Anchor: Behind me is the sight where the murders took place. No names has been released yet, although the perpetrator has been confirmed to be the infamous Jeff The Killer. Jeff made headlines four years ago after the murder of the Johnson family. As you can see behind me, detectives and journalist have pretty much surrounded the area.
[Max thinks of Nelle for a moment. He then gets back to work.]
[At the police station, Lewis examines the hatchet left behind by Jeff. commissioner Jackson enters his office.]
Jackson: What did you find?
Lewis: This knife is covered with both blood and finger prints. This seems unusual for Jeff as he somehow is able to cover up an entire crime scene. Thats pretty much it.
Jackson: Christ Lewis, is that really all you found?
Lewis: For now. Hopefully
Madoka Magica - Witch TheoriesMadoka Magica - Witch Theories4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
--------------PART 1 - WITCHES OF MAMI, KYOUKO, AND HOMURA--------------
BELLA VON MAXIMOFF (Mami Tomoe)
The Butterfly Witch. Her nature is loneliness. She lures humans into her world with the desire for company. However, her smile hides a broken mind and she will devour those who drop their guard. She appears to take great pleasure in her ways. She will continuously seek more companions. There are times when she will cry from her loneliness. She will never lose her head in a fight. She desires the company of other Witches the most.
Minion of the Butterfly Witch. Her duty is to start a conversation. As she floats, she always attempts to talk with the Witch, in the hopes that she will be accepted. She is never successful, as the Witch sees her as uninteresting. Several of them tend to group together and share gossip, even though each has
Creepypasta- Ones Left Behind"So, who will be your starter?"Creepypasta- Ones Left Behind4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The young trainer grinned as I showed him the three Pokemon. Snivy, the Grass Snake grass type; Tepig, the Fire Pig fire type; and Oshawott, the Sea Otter water type. He examined them carefully, looking them over, noting every little detail about their appearance. He giggled at Snivy, her head held high and mighty. When Oshawott demonstrated his flexibility and promptly fell over, he clapped and laughed. Tepig's shyness and almost panicked look caused the boy to frown, stroking the Pokémon's head comfortingly and whispering kind words. Eventually he looked up at me, eyes sparkling with happiness and excitement as he pointed towards Snivy.
"So you want Snivy?" I asked, holding out the young Pokémon's Pokeball. The trainer nodded fervently, his eagerness clear even without words. Laughing, I sent him on his way, supplying him with a Pokedex as well.
"Thank you, Professor!" he chirped, waving goodbye wildly with his new partner swaying on his shou
Mowgli finally surrenders to KaaMowgli stalked carefully past the grass huts of the man village, careful not to make a sound. Growing up in the jungle how made Mowgli naturally adept at move quickly and quietly but here in the man village it was much harder. His normally free and nimble bare feet had been weighed down with tight leather sandals which he'd be forced to wear, his skin was wrapped up in seemingly endless robes that almost covered him completely and his thick black hair was encased in a turban.Mowgli finally surrenders to Kaa3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When he'd first been lured to the man village a year ago, things had been so fresh and exciting. The people had been welcoming and kind to him. They took care of him and showed him around and taught him how to communicate with them. But over what felt like far too short a time, things had progressively begun to change.
Many of the elders felt it was inappropriate for a boy to run about the village wearing nothing more than a tight loin cloth, so they forced him to wear large robes which tied all around his body. T
Crusty Waffle (For Child-of-Minerva's Contest)Oh, crusty waffle behind the stove,Crusty Waffle (For Child-of-Minerva's Contest)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nothing can compare to our love.
You're so old and cold and so very full of mold
But that does not mean I cannot hold... you.
When I kiss you, your mold gets on my lips.
When I dance with you, your mold spreads to my hips.
Your mold may take over the world,
But that doesn't mean you're weird, ye waffle who took over the world.
Poetry by JiggleJello~
little red and demonlittle red and demon3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
A rhyme story about a demon looking for love. He goes to the land of fairytales to search for his own princess. On his journey he meets a few well known fairytales. GIggles, Petunia, and Flaky. There is still blood. Read and Review It's a good laugh.
There once was a demon who lived alone
On the dark side of the world he sat in his throne
Flippy was the name he was given
For his second personality which was hidden
His own fairytale is what he wished for
And to not live forever in blood and gore
So a princess he would go and find
One who is beautiful graceful and kind
He took along with him his bowie knife
For anyone who messed with him will lose their life
He walked a long way out of his land
Into another world which was grand
The sun was bright and the sky was clear
No sign of sorrow death or fear
But he had no time to sightsee
He must find his soon bride-to-be
He finally saw a large open field
With flowers animals and trees the place weil
Octopi as a Metaphor (article)Octopi as a Metaphor (article)10 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Octopi (belonging to the class Cephalapoda) have the ability to change colour. It is generally assumed that they do this for camouflage underwater or to make them appear less palatable to predators but this is in fact only part of the story.
Octopi are molluscs - they diverged from our own evolutionary line 700 million years ago and are related to the Escargot family (snails). Since they have no backbone they are not classified as vertebrates. However, Octupi are considered a wonderful example of parallel evolution because their optical system is very similar to the mammalian optical system. The reason for this is thought to be that they evolved in an reef environment that is as dense and rich in environmental signals and visual stimuli as is also found in the heart of a rain forest where primates and proto-hominids evolved.
An Octopus is soft bodied which means that it can not only change its colour but it can also change its outer surface texture from smooth and rubbery, to bumpy or