I Wish I Were A Raven...I Wish I Were A Raven...2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I Wish I Were A Raven…
I wish I were a raven
But clearly, I am not
I am just a red-winged blackbird
It’s the closest that I got.
Yes, my feathers are of ebony
Except for that red spot
And I’m smaller and less scary
And I have no taste for rot.
But I sing a little better
I can do much more than caw
Though I cannot recite “Nevermore”
No lost Lenore I saw.
Why wish to be a raven
More than any other bird?
Because then this girl would love me
Or at least, that what I heard.
Eliza loves her ravens
Her last name is Ravenclaw
So I will do my best to win her
I will say “Caw! Caw! Caw!”
So accept me for your birthday
Though I’m just a poor blackbird
It was the best that Jon could do
He is such a stinky turd.
Herlinde: From the Journal of Jonathan WestonHerlinde: From the Journal of Jonathan Weston2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
From the Journal of Jonathan Weston, Vampire April 27th, 1877
Nearly a month had passed since my loss of love, life and humanity. My curse weighed especially heavily upon me that eve; I found myself on the precipice of despair.
There I was on a less allegorical promontory adjacent to the cemetery; the view might have delighted my senses once. But now, as I surveyed the sheer drop and inviting pines far below, I saw it only as a potential means of escape from the misery of my existence…
Would that I might fall, and enjoy the good fortune of a pine branch impaling my heart, and silencing my pain forever… And yet again, such a scheme could go awry so easily, and leave me trapped, yet as miserable as before.
As I pondered these things
The Journal of Jonathan Weston, VampireThe Journal of Jonathan Weston, Vampire2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Journal of Jonathan Weston, Vampire March 30, 1877
Being a vampire is much lonelier than I anticipated.
Perhaps it is not so with all vampires, or even any other vampire, for that matter. But such it is with me.
I had expected it to be a life of excitement, romance and seduction. I thought I would enter into a realm where my fantasies became my reality…that I would have power, power to bend others to my will, to make others…love me.
It was this thinking that drew me in…it was this expectation that attracted me into the circle where I met Victoria.
Victoria. Tall, raven hair, full crimson lips, porcelain skin smooth and flawless as polished ma
I Came In With A PokeballI Came In With A Pokeball1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I can’t decide play X or Y?
Or choose Psychic Grass or Fire?
And where the heck’s my Pokedex?
Must find the types that I desire
Don’t you ever say I don’t want to play
I will always want to
I will stop a while once I’ve caught Sceptile
And a cute Pikachu
I came in with a Pokeball
Because I gotta catch ‘em all
If I could just get me a Bulbasaur
I’d win a battle that would make me
A PokeMaster in the Master league
I threw it high into the sky
My Pokeball I’m trying hard
I’ll never stop until I drop
And score a Mega Charizard
Don't you ever say I don’t want to play
I will always need to
I might go insane unless I win this game
I choose you Pikachu
I came in with my Pokeball
Because I really gotta
Kaiju Creepypasta: Baradagi Part 3: the Giant ClawKaiju Creepypasta: Baradagi Part 3: the Giant Claw2 years ago in Horror More Like This
I pointed over to the tape on top of the pile. It was completely unmarked, as were the rest. “Let’s check that one out first, shall we?” I asked.
“Fair enough.” Mumbled Arthur. He quietly popped the first tape out, and went into the next room, returning in a minute with a piece of masking tape and a sharpie. He slapped some tape on the edge of the cassette, and scrawled something on it before showing it to me. It read “B-Garasharp”
“The ‘B’ he explained, “marks proof of Baradagi. We might put something else on the tapes if more patterns pop up that we notice.”
I shook my head. “More patterns? You got any coffee, Red Bull, Mountain Dew? This could be a long night…”
He strode into the other room, but was back in a moment with several massive bottles of Mountain Dew in his hands and a big grin on his face. “There’s plenty more where those came from.” he chuckled as he set them in f
Senses: From the Journal Of Jonathan WestonSenses: From the Journal Of Jonathan Weston2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
From the Journal of Jonathan Weston, Vampire April the 12rd, 1877
My senses are heightened to the point of near intolerability.
I see every movement, especially in the dark. Every rodent scuttling in the undergrowth in a field commands my attention. Everything is sharper, clearer. I can see the throbbing of an artery in a maiden’s slender neck from nearly a mile away.
I hear conversations in the houses along the streets I walk. So many conversations at once! It is too much! I must learn to focus, to shut out the din, and focus through the cacophony to pinpoint what is needed for the season. I hear their heartbeats… the steady cadence of their heartbeats, along with the sloshing sound of the blood as it makes its rounds throu
Recalled to Life Pt1 Ch3Recalled to Life Pt1 Ch35 months ago in Drama More Like This
Arlesburgh, Island of Sodor, 1946
Winter came. It was one of the coldest Smudger had ever seen. Snow was not unusual on Sodor, but that year it hardly stopped. Each morning the previous day’s footprints would be obliterated, and the engines would wake up to find the ground covered by a fresh blanket of white, as indeed were the roofs of the buildings, the bare branches of the trees… and the rails.
As there was only one snowplough, and one which had definitely seen better days at that, life for the engines who were still capable of moving was far from easy, never mind the situation those who weren’t. With every fresh snowfall, men were up at first light, busily shovelling to allow the trains to run. Sometimes, an engine managed to get through to the lead mine at Cas-ny-Harwin, but on a few miserable days there it would start snowing even as the men cleared the first lot, or there would simply be too much for them to move.
On the first
The big dayThe big day8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
GODZILLA: THE SERIES
THE BIG DAY
At sea, a strange creature is swimming to City of Manhattan following a unusual path, when the creature shows its head its revealed that its a giant Mutant Eel that has been driven to the City of Manhattan, by its new electrical power plant that was about to open, to increase the energy production, without contaminating the environment. This monster is about wreck havoc in the worst day it could think of. That unfortunately very day is the wedding of Nick and Audrey
It has been four months since the Incident in The Monster Arena and after Godzilla defeated the two monsters, and Spiel was captured. Later Nick and Audrey leave for a date and while in this romantic dinner Nick finally got the guts the pop the big question and Audrey said yes.
For long time there hasnt been a mutation in that time or any emergency that requires the aid of Heat team. So nick and Audrey decided to head and performed he wedding. But like always w
Glazes Part 3Glazes Part 3Glazes Part 33 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Glaze Recipes Part 3
Sharing a few formula's I use
all glazes are ^6 electric/oxidation
Potash Feldspar 33
China Clay 15
Zinc Oxide 3
Recalled to Life Pt1 Ch1Recalled to Life Pt1 Ch16 months ago in Drama More Like This
Arlesburgh, Island of Sodor, 1946
Stuart bustled past the engine shed with a jostling gaggle of trucks for the lead mine. The young engine wasn’t the best at dealing with them, but he was far from the worst, and experience had taught him a lot about how to keep them in line.
Always get to know the brakevans, he would tell another, less experienced engine, far, far away in the future, And treat them well. That means they'll be on your side if the trucks get out of hand.
But it is not Stuart who this story is about.
As the little engine steamed out of Arlesburgh Bridge Street with his clanking train, something stirred behind the shed. In the shadows of a small extension, little more than a lean-to, a pair of eyes opened, focussed, darted about, and then watched the train pass and disappear round a bend.
Another day. Another bright, cold, clear autumn day, with bright sunlight that never hit his face, and golden trees he couldn’t
Godzilla: A Heart Ruptured (P.2)Godzilla: A Heart Ruptured (P.2)2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
II: Dreams That Haunt
Heat blistered Miki’s face as flames wreathed around her like a maelstrom from hell. The air seemed baked dry, a Mercurean desert contaminated with the poison of humanity’s ill-willed creation. Her body seemed to burn but her nerves seemed so confused by what was happening that the pain dwindled into a dull sting. Miki gazed down at her hazy hands and felt her reptilian fingers clasp around one another -- half-melted pieces of flesh holding onto the dim memory of a life amidst tropical trees. She looked forward through the gray smoke and flashes of light. Fractured images of a broken dinosaur’s body lay wasted in the debris of human industry.
Little one! You mustn’t die! She felt a scream release from her radioactive maw but it merely seemed to echo behind the sound of annoying human artillery.
Miki leaned forward in an attempt to see through the smoke, but fell victim to a terrible pain in her body. An eruption of fire and ma
Wasted Time Chapter 2Wasted Time Chapter 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Wasted Time Chapter 2
The next morning, I had a gut full of butterflies. I had put all my personal affairs in order. I had contacted my closest friends and family, unable to tell them what I was doing, but stopped by or called, just to say I loved them, in case I…well, in case things did not go according to plan.
I left a note in my room, which could be found in the event that I did not return. I hated the thought that I might disappear forever, and people I cared about would have no idea where I went, or why. At least now, I had some peace of mind in knowing that if I could not get back, my friends and family would know I did care about them, and that I did this for them, and for my nation’s security.
I arrived at the lab where all my equipment was set up. Already the military was well represented. Two guards, standing at either side of the door, looked me over. They recognized me but still demanded my identificatio
MKvsMarvel: Man-ThingMortal Kombat Vs. Marvel UniverseMKvsMarvel: Man-Thing3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
His "616 Universe" appearance
Alternative Costume 1:
His "Ultimate" appearance
Alternative Costume 2:
His "Man-Thing Movie" appearance
Fear Ball: Man-Thing throws a ball of a strong concentrated sulfuric acid made from his body at the opponent. (Enhanced Version is called "Fear Splash", it can also be charged and is unblockable if held for the full charge.)
Fear Grasp: Man-Thing grabs the opponent with one hand, hurting them due to the acid and slams them to the ground. (Enhanced Version is called "Fear Itself", Man-Thing slams the opponent on their head multiple times.)
Vegetation Regeneration: Man-Thing roars at the opponent, which regenerates part of his health. Until the effect wears or is removed, Man-Thing cannot use the move again. He glows green while this is active. (Enhanced Version is called "Earthly Regeneration", he gains more health, here he glows red.)
Earthly Dodging: Man-Thing morphs
Recalled to Life Pt1 Ch2Recalled to Life Pt1 Ch25 months ago in Drama More Like This
Arlesburgh, Island of Sodor, 1946
Every day, a man would come into the shed around Smudger’s firebox. He’d check the amount of water in the well tank under the engine’s frames, and the coal in the bunkers on either side of his boiler, and refill them if necessary. Then he’d open the firebox door and get a good blaze going.
Smudger wasn’t going anywhere of course. How could he, without wheels, coupling rods, cylinders or, most importantly, controls so his driver could make sure he didn’t go the wrong way? Nevertheless, he liked the warm feeling inside him as the heat crept along his boiler. It eased the nagging pain which was always with him, especially in his exposed firebox and the socket where his whistle had been.
It was in the winter, however, that he appreciated it most. In the hills on Sodor, the island in the Irish Sea where the little narrow gauge railway was located, the weather could get bitterly cold, and
The Journal of Jonathan Weston, Maria's Tale pt 1The Journal of Jonathan Weston, Maria's Tale pt 11 year ago in Profiles More Like This
The Journal of Jonathan Weston, Vampire. The Tale of Maria
December 23, 1877
I regret I have neglected my journal of late, but I had been caught in a whirlwind of events, some of which I will document here. But circumstances robbed me of the opportunity to write until today.
I continued under the care and kindness of my angel, Herlinde for a fortnight or so without care or concern; Herlinde saw to my needs and nursed me to full health by daily draining blood from her small herd of goats, letting me spend the day light hours in the shelter of her underground cellar. By night we fellowshipped as would the closest of friends. She lifted my spirits and vanquished my despair, dispelling my previous notions of suicide, Herlinde gave me a reason to live once again.
One evening as she brought a fresh jar of blood to me as she always did, I detected a different smell in it, a much more savory smell than before which I immediately craved, I uncharacteristically grasped it from her and gulped it
Godzilla: A Heart Ruptured (P.1)Godzilla: A Heart Ruptured (P.1)2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Authors Note: This story takes place within my timeline and connects the Heisei Godzilla series with the Mothra Trilogy.
A.D. 1996, Approx. 15 days following Godzilla’s Demise
I: Lack of Remorse
“You’re here for a reason, Miss Saegusa. General Aso ordered you psychologically evaluated.” A stern male voice reached from the darkness, like a ghost-hand ripping Miki Saegusa from her nostalgic stupor.
Miki simply nodded, yet maintained staring at the plaque on the wall above the resident Psychologist’s desk paying heed to Godzilla’s death merely two weeks before. The entire city seemed to be cloaked in the post-radioactive glower of Godzilla’s end. Japan had been the center of the world for a few brief days as the possibility of Godzilla’s meltdown condition destroying the world seemed inevitable. Now that it was over, everyone seeme
I Shift...I Shift...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look up at the full moon
It glares back balefully
It's cold hypnotic gaze
Holds me in its thrall
Unable to look away
Unable to disobey
It commands me once again
I throw back my head and howl
Joining the other "Children of the Night"
I writhe in the agony of my change
Eyes on fire
My face, so dire
I run, the pack runs with me
Muscles rejoice to sing
The hunt is on
I smell the fear
I see wide eyes
I taste the blood
I tear the flesh
The moon sinks low
And out of sight
Its spell is lifted off me
The sweetness of blood
Now makes me wretch
My cloak departs
Leaves me naked
Ode to GodzillaOde to Godzilla8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ode to Godzilla
Radioactive breath shoots out of his toothed mouth
As he levels a town, his mood uncouth
His rage filling him up to the brim
As a bevy of beasts rise to challenge him
Ghidrah, Mothra and King Kong
The line of his enemies is miles long
He dispatches them all without a trace
With a look of dislike upon his face
His greatest foe is in fact mankind
Whose arrogance makes them blind
To his fearsome power
Their weapons make him stronger by the hour
He crushes mankind's achievements under his feet
Millions die from the scorching heat
Cries ring out from his toothy maw
Yet from history mankind can still not draw
The conclusion that nuclear testing is wrong
Its ramifications gather in a massive throng
Sickness, death, mutations meek and nimble
Godzilla looms above, their terrible symbol
The ballad of Godzillas birth
One time a dinosaur
Living comfortable on an island shore
When World War Two invaded his home
Disturbing him as he did roam
Americans ran, Japan won the fight i
RiptideRiptide3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This one is too important
So don't you dare wake me, please
I need to see it to the end, it's urgent
Because dreams like these mean the world to me
Frantically regretting real life
You should have never opened my eyes
You're a boulder, plunging into a still pond
Once so calm and peaceful
Your disturbing ripples seem to last eons
Now so rapid and unstable
Crashing into paradise
You wrecked it when you arrived
It's like a mystery that was almost solved
But the chance was taken away
It's like a happy memory turned to a loss
Because your presence got in the way
A perfect opportunity slipped
You're the one that ruined it
You're a twister, blowing around the decayed leaves
Which should lie unmoving
You need to learn how to just let the dead sleep
But your actions remain opposing
I'm caught in your vortex
You're the one that wrought this
The thought, I almost understood the meaning
So, so, so clearly
The images, I could have grasped the feeling
TGWTG Fighter- Nostalgia CriticThat Guy With The Glasses FighterTGWTG Fighter- Nostalgia Critic3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Voiced by: Doug Walker
From: The Nostalgia Critic
Costumes: His normal "Nostalgia Critic" appearance (Already unlocked), his "Kickassia" N. Bison costume (Unlocked by beating Story Mode), his "Suburban Knights" Link costume (Unlocked by beating Arcade Mode with NC), his "Depressed Sad Commercial" costume (Unlocked by beating 5 opponents in Survival Mode)
Forward+Attack: NC pistol whips the opponent with his pistol.
Up+Attack: NC does a mini-Shoryuken to the opponent.
Down+Attack: NC does a knee to the crouch of the opponent.
Grab: NC does a brutal kick to the opponent's crouch, sending them back.
Grab+Up: NC does a more powerful Shoryuken, knocking the opponent in the air.
Grab+Back: NC puts the opponent over his knee and starts spanking them with his belt before flipping them behind him.
Special (Pistol Shot): NC takes out his handgun and fires a shot at the opponent, saying "Stupid! Stupid!"
MKvsMarvel: Spider-ManMortal Kombat Vs. Marvel UniverseMKvsMarvel: Spider-Man3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
His normal "616 Universe" appearance
Alternative Costume 1:
The black/white Symbiote costume
Alternative Costume 2:
The "Ultimate Comics" Miles Morales costume.
Web Ball: Spider-Man throws a web ball to ensnare the opponent temporary. (Enhanced Version is called "Web Blast", it's last longer and does damage.)
Web Swing: Spider-Man swings forward and kicks his opponent, can be done in the air. (Enhanced Version is called "Web Stomp", after it connects, Spider-Man stomps onto the opponent's chest.)
Spider Sting: A flying uppercut. (Enhanced version is called "Spider Bite", her finishes with a single fisted smash.)
Web Glide: Spider-Man shoots a web to pull himself across the screen. Can be done in the air. (Enhanced Version is called "Web Closeline", it can be delayed, hit the opponent and can be can't be blocked at full charge.)
Web Throw: Spider-Man grabs his opponent with a web and swings them around before fi
Mutant MadnessMutant Madness7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
GODZILLA: THE SERIES
In the governments secret facility known as Monsters Island(an area for captive mutations that was established in the wake of the Monster Wars), a tragedy is about to happen, due to sudden undetected seismic activity, the island starts to tremble and then the surface of the island begins to crack, destroying to facility and the mutations became free.
The monsters roar for the freedom they desired, so much that it has finally come to them. The control center that contains the self destruction mechanism was the first thing that was swallowed by the earth. The soldiers flee to the boats to get away from the sinking island as fast as possible. While the soldiers are happy to get away from the geological disaster the monsters, either swim or fly into the world that has no idea that they are coming. C-rex, King Cobra, The Giant Bat, the Shrewster, Rhinosaurus and the Giant Water Beetle are about to make the world a difficult place
Creepypasta - Gangnam Style-------Creepypasta - Gangnam Style2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Killin' Creepy Style
Let me tell you~ about us people named the Creepys
Where things go down and crazy when your gettin' little Sleepy
Your mind goes outta-whack and You say "This - will be easy"
But this stuff - will - make-you-wheezy
Right behind where it is least suspected
Deep in the TREES you'll always be confounded
It will chase you down till you've had it
It-will hunt~ you
It-will kill~ you
You don't know
You'll never know
So you Know
No secret Show
Run away-just let it flow-o-o-o-o
Killin' Creepy Style
Kill Kill Kill-Kill-Kill
Killin' Creepy Style
Kill Kill Kill-Kill-Kill
Killin' Creepy Style
Don't dare to prayDon't dare to pray2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My name is Adam Stevenson. I’m 22 and… I really like films. I love horror movies over all. One of my wishes is becoming a professional director… although until that moment I have to resign and record my own stuff. I sometimes edited the movie before showing it to my friends, work they really liked. However… I am also a paranormal events’ fan and I do believe that shit’s real. I read lots of stories, listen to EVPs and a few times scared myself so much that I almost wet my pants… I sometimes wondered what meeting a ghost or a monster would be and I really liked the idea of trying to find them into abandoned buildings, dark places and similar. Yeah, not a very good idea, you may think, but I thought it was nice at that moment, ok? I never recorded anything interesting, or at least it wasn’t to my mates. I was gonna give up… until the time I caught something. I didn’t know what it was –and I don’t yet–, or how m