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blackBlack is the colour of my life, my mindblack9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Black is all colours
absorbing the full spectrum of lives and worlds
thinking about them all
drawing conclusions
but never telling
never giving back
Selfish to the end.
I am Jack, the darkest of all shadows
eternal Black
A Smile, Perchance.Shake the folly away, my dear.A Smile, Perchance.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shake it all away.
For it's just fun and games, I say.
It's just fun and games.
You're the riddle to my fiddle, sweet.
And play sweet songs you do.
Make me laugh, and smile-weep.
Swept right off my feet.
Why so tense, so serious dear?
Never shall you fear.
You and I, we will be dancing.
'Round and round we'll veer.
To the left, the right, yes all around!
You'll sway me to your sound.
The smiles, oh how they dance!
You've stolen mine by chance.
And for 'ere abound, I'll be around.
Like the sun, for now I'm found.
GoodbyeYou're so faraway.Goodbye5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You never breathe or say a thing.
You're a monster.
Torn to shreds without a word.
I'm a ghost.
Lost when you needed me the most.
I don't care.
You've let me down.
You're the cruel one.
Goodbye to you and all you've done.
Lost and Found"Tell me again where we're going, lass?"Lost and Found9 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Mrrsizha chuckled. "I never told you in the first place, Brynjolf." He grunted irritably in response and she shot him a grin over her shoulder. "You'll see."
He exhaled softly, an exasperated not-quite-sigh, but didn't push, and for that Mrrsizha was grateful. She hadn't told Brynjolf their destination for a reason: she didn't think he'd be very happy about it.
The Khajiit's ears perked as they rounded the cliff and she stopped short, holding up a hand. Brynjolf made a questioning sound, stopping just behind her. "Lass?"
"The lantern." Mrrsizha didn't carry a lantern--she didn't need one, even in t
Nanairo Achi - Seven Colored Arch English Lyricsi found the english translation to the japanese ending of BW Nanairo AchiNanairo Achi - Seven Colored Arch English Lyrics1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
in english it's seven colored arch
the characters singing
ash - satoshi
iris - iris
cilan - dent
jessie - musashi (joins in at the end)
james - kojiro (joins in at the end)
characters pokemon signing
pikachu
meowth
The eyes sparkling with the cleared-up blue sky
Come on, puff up your chest and take a big step forward. It's the beginning of a dream.
Turn your joys and sorrows into
The power for tomorrow
No matter how many times, no matter how many times
Just believe that we have the strength to flap up and fly
Let's sketch together the seven-colored arch
OCT Guide: Hosts, Judges, and CompetitorsContents:OCT Guide: Hosts, Judges, and Competitors8 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
-Introduction
-Qualities for a Good Host
-Qualities for a Good Judge
-Qualities for a Good Competitor
-General Tips for Running an OCT
-General Tips for Competing in an OCT
Introduction
Believe it or not, being a host isn't as great as you might think. Being a judge is no better. Often times people create an OCT without putting forethought into what they're committing to, which is why so many OCTs usually end up abandoned or never getting off the ground.
Qualities for a Good Host
+While anyone can make a group and start up an OCT, here are a number of things you should consider before doing so.
-Time: Being a host req
To the Madam of AngelsSmouldering embers of a soiled soulTo the Madam of Angels2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Little hope, from the darkness I prayed for light
Down you came from heaven's untold
Brazen fire in your heart
Roaring hair and eyes burning bright
Your rekindeled and sparked me from the start
The smile you sprung
And purr you sung.
At first, just beauty captivated me
Then, but then, you quickly turned my eyes to see:
A spirit so untameable and proud
When you spoke all men fell silent to hear your harmonic sound.
You showed me friendship and my true self.
I wish you what i cannot give but you deserve:
Happiness, splendour, wonder and wealth.
All I ask is that the heroine I know, I love, yo
Bioshock 2 Short StoryAndrew Ryan mentioned me once, in one of his voice diary recordings. The Alpha series Big Daddy, crouched by a Gather's Garden, crying. Epsilon, that's what they branded me, the last of the official Alpha series. They stripped me of all my memories from the surface, and bonded me to a poor little girl, an orphan, and forced a Adam Slug in her stomach, making her a little sister.Bioshock 2 Short Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I loved her like my daughter, though, and I was her Daddy. Mr. Bubbles she'd call me, though all Little Sister's called their Big Daddys that. No one got near her, and I was critically injured many times for her, and even died twice, but with the miracle invention ca
Bleeding Love Chapter 2Bleeding Love part 2Bleeding Love Chapter 23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next day I awoke to the sound of chatter amongst members of the Brotherhood. All of them, wondering who I was. I rose from the bed to be met by Ocheeva.
"You gave us quiet a scare. I thought you would not wake up."
"I am fine but thank you for your concern Ocheeva" I replied kindly.
"Ah you remember my name, that's good. Well I haven't had the chance to give you a proper greeting. You my friend are in the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary. You are now a member of this family. Here you will find comfort and shelter from the law above."
"Thank you"
"As a new member, I give you this armor. It is lighter than most common
Tick-Tock"Tick-Tock"Tick-Tock3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tick-tock
The clock struck five
Another minute passed
Time controls our lives
Can I turn back the dials?
No one has to know
I'm just so very tired
Watching the time go
The clock doesn't care
An objects mocks our hearts
Numbers arranged in a circle
Could be wrong from the start
Tick-tock
Hours passing by
There's nowhere you can hide
Before it's time to die
Can I wake up?
Maybe it's a dream
Can I turn the hourglass around
And then go back to sleep?
The sand drips like water
Flowing freely in a space
Reminding sons and daughters
One day they'll be erased
Tick-tock
This noise is in my head
Not much longer now
I don't want to leav
Demons Within"Demons Within"Demons Within5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever felt like the walls are closing in
And that narrow passageway continues to grow thin?
I can feel these walls pushing, choking my veins
And squeezing out the life in me, leaving me deranged
I can make these walls crumble like an empire
That has been set ablaze through flare and fire
And every burn I make, I can see a demon
Fly out of my skin the more the burn is deepened
These four walls, four corners, and a floor
Captivate all I see and still furthermore
Within these walls I am my own enemy to my skin
When everything hurts; my horrors lay within
I can take myself and from the beginning
I could brea
The Serpent's CurseThe Serpent's Curse2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The
Serpent's Curse
Preface
Roy
Longfellow was a pirate who sailed the seven seas terrorizing all who
crossed his path. He was known a the serpent pirate because his jolly
roger was a blood red flag with a skeleton bring crushed by a great
sea serpent. However what no one knew about him was that he was a
cursed man.
Before
Longfellow was born his farther ,who was also a sea fairing man, had
done something so terrible that no could speak of what it was
fearing that they would be cursed as well. Anyway Longfellow's father
had committed such a terrible crime that a witch cursed him saying
that if his wife was ever to give birth
Bron's perfect gift"I am an apprentice wizard, not a pack mule!!!" said Marcurio, angry, as his leader carelessly dropped just another embalming tool and two linen wraps in his bag – pretty much all that could be found in that desolated crypt, but why the hell did they need to take them all?!Bron's perfect gift5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bron had heard it so many times that, practically immune to the sentence, he walked out with a satisfied smile and stretched in the sunlight, of course not even waiting for his follower to drag his sack full of garbage – pardon me, precious loot – out before mounting his horse, ready to head back to Riften.
"Why are we… nngh… taking all this… wait for me!" Marcurio was
B'jaaku the KhajiitName: B'jaaku AKA "Figment"B'jaaku the Khajiit1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
Race: Khajiit
Gender: Male
Height/Weight: 5'9''/ 170 lb.
Age: Early 20's for a Khajiit
Eyes/Hair: Yellow/Short brown hair with those big sideburns
Fur: Tan and brown
Alignment: CN
Major Skills: Illusion, Destruction (Lightning), Sneak, Pickpocket
Apparel: Apprentice-style robes and hood, shrouded boots, thief's gloves, golden earrings
Attitude towards Strangers: Playful, but dismissive
Attitude towards Friends: Playful and kind
Goals: Just to relax and have fun while mastering illusion magic. He'd like to develop a spell that kills people with their own nightmares.
Religion/Beliefs: None, but he finds
Ansatsuken: The Style of the Murderous FistAnsatsuken: 暗殺拳 Murderous/Assassin's FistAnsatsuken: The Style of the Murderous Fist4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
This deadly fighting style is used by many, but mastered by few. As one can deduce from the name, its primary use is for assassination, as nearly every move, special or otherwise, is designed to be a crippling or killing blow to the target.
The style is based not off of a certain style per se, but a loose concept, the origin of which is unknown. Some link it to Japan's Feudal Eras, others trace it to other countries. The elderly Chinese fighter known as Gen practices this concept with two interchangeable styles of Kung Fu, the Mourning Mantis and Hateful Crane. This analysis, ho
SW: To Whom it May ConcernPrince on vacation.SW: To Whom it May Concern2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Rescued myself.
- Princess
The DoctorWhen I was seven, I was diagnosed with emotions.The Doctor1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Poor girl." I heard them say. "She'll never survive this one."
I laid with my face towards the ceiling on the cold examination table, listening to them discuss my fate. I felt something breaking in my chest and something burning inside my throat. A small tear slipped down my cheek.
"Doctor! Look at this!" Shrieked my mother, "Something is coming out of her eye."
The doctor rushed over to me and wiped the tear from my cheek. He touched the top of my head as he whispered, "I am so sorry." And then he turned to my mother. "It's a tear. It means that she is sad."
"Sad?" My mother asked inquis
Yes, I Have a PenisYes, I Have A PenisYes, I Have a Penis6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do not assume (if I hold the door for you),
that I am making a statement
about your inabilities
to open the door for yourself.
If you hold it for me,
I'll say 'thankyou'.
Do not assume (if I pay for the meal),
that I am underestimating
your earning capacity
as a woman.
If you invite me out for a meal,
you're paying.
Do not assume (if I defend your rights),
that I am belittling
the attempts that you have made
to defend your rights yourself.
If you defend my rights,
I'll consider you human.
Is It Love?If I hugged you,Is It Love?7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
would you never let go?
If I kissed you,
would you cherish that moment?
If I reached for your hand,
would you take mine gently?
If I needed a shoulder,
would you let me cry on yours?
If I needed to talk,
would you really listen?
If I needed to scream,
would you do it with me?
If I needed to go,
would you come with me?
If I fell for you,
would you catch me?
or just let me hit the pavement?
DownfallDownfall6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's n
From an Insecure GirlfriendI'm sorry for the excess of apologiesFrom an Insecure Girlfriend2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And for all the thoughts that I've indulged
For dealing with the summer full of insecurities
That I only half-divulged
It's not easy living as an irrational being
That's motivated by her fear
But I could stand the poison I feed myself
If it stayed out of your atmosphere
I'm just a little lost, and a little dazed
At having someone that finds me fit
I've never had something this remarkable before
But I doubt I could have held on to it
And though I continue to learn and grow
To the shadow of the girl you deserve
There's still that something deep within
Controlled by assumptions both grand and
Sta.sh
