The FieldsCarl,The Fields3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Remember that time, brother, when we were young? When we took off before I was even though high school in your beat-up old whatever-it-was without so much as a goodbye note, dreamed of travelling the country?
There was a place we stayed at, the night before we finally gave up and turned around. It think it may be my last clear memory of you.
It was called the Beaumont Farm.
The petrol gauge has been sitting below empty for the last hour, and Carl Levine doesn't bother trying the key again when the engine splutters one last time before falling silent. He shivers in the cool air as he opens the door, pulling out his phone and cursing when he sees the reception bar empty. The last station he saw was before he turned off the highway two towns back, the last car before that.
The letter from Alicia lies folded in his inner pocket, as it had come in that innocuous envelope. There had been no return address, postmark almost illegible under a dark smudge that covered half the front
On the Sea Beneath the SkyGolden flickers danced on the pale faces of the circle, hushed whispers wafting out from the gathering by the glowing coals. It was the third night of the coming-of-age, the no-longer-little ones from each of the surrounding tribes taken out together in the openness of the untamed world. There were a few in the group that stood out, discernible even in the thick coverings of the night. There was Jiu-yeil, son of the carpenters, impressive form already bulging with strength and muscle more fitting of a man twice his size. The brothers, Senniare and Elieten of cloth-maker, sat donned in simple but the finest of all their travelling robes. And very slightly apart from the throng of a dozen others was the quiet Meiella, orphaned as an infant, niece of medicine woman.On the Sea Beneath the Sky3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The air was cool, but the wind only light. As the flames burned low, a tall figure stepped out of the shadowsOch'jiana, the leader of the rite. She was neither old nor young, hair pulled back in the habit of the femal
Surprises, Surprises Part 1 TonyXLokiSurprises, Surprises Part 1 TonyXLoki3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Jarvis, check the comp stats on the Mark 9, I have some ideas I want to fool around with before the party."
"Very well sir, shall I set up the- sir? I'm receiving a transmission message from Mr. Nick Fury, shall I put him through?"
Tony sighed turning away from his scientific holo-screen, " Why not, not like I have a option when he call anyways.."
" Stark, we have a problem."
" Does S.H.I.E.L.D. ever not have any problems? And who gave you my number?"
"It's Asgard related, thought you might want to take a look at it before I talked to Dr. Banner..."
" Oh him? He's always interested in jobs and assignments, he's especially helpful as long as he doesn't get too frustrated."
Tony had just finished his home/office repairs and was reopening Stark Tower with a bang. Since it was party at his tower it was public, and it was expected that Thor attend, along with the rest of the Avengers.
It would be the first time since they all gathered together since
Jokress SongJokress Song5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Foolish man born of human
Foolish man fated to die
You believe in something that doesn't exist
Every deadly human does
And I have just you under my wing
I look at you
You'd give anything for me to look again
I smile to you, you give me your heart
I speak to you, you give me your time
You beg to me, but I won't give it back
Am I nice? You say yes, I say no
Do I love you? If I say yes, I lie
Have you ever felt my heart beat?
No, no, no, you have not
I am not nice
I can not love
My heart doesn't belong in my body
You don't belong in my heart
I am Jokress
Want to play a game?
Decembersville Ch. 10Decembersville Ch. 106 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 10: A very anxious circus freak called Pendulum Tin
In the name of all that is expensive and worth something, you clowns get your tin cans out there NOW! the ringmaster screamed backstage to all the performers. Many of them emitted sounds of whining and one of the performers under the name Juliza Star said, Aw, cut us some slack, boss! We went on about fifteen times in thirty minutes!
Carvel Hare, the small pink bunny plush doll with broken button eyes and a mad sewn up mouth mocked her words, Cut us sum swack, boss! Wah wah wah wah! This is why were going out of business! Now you, you, you, you, and you get out there and make those people happy!
All ten performers groaned and slinked out the curtains. The bitter ringmaster screamed at them through his gritted sharp sewn teeth, HAPPY! As in SMILING, you buncha saps! SMILING! SMI-LING!!
Decembersville Ch. 16Decembersville Ch. 166 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 16 - A freaky make-over by the freak Nutty Jimmy
His name is Nutty Jimmy and hes my older brother. Ive told him you are in need of assistance and all depending on his mood, you may or may not make it out in one piece because lately that brat has been whining about not getting too many brains in his stomach because he ran out of friends to chew on. Dont argue with him or ask him questions because half the time you WILL NOT understand A WORD hes talking about. Hes an idiot too, so dont expect him to understand what you are saying as well. Just shut up and dont argue and if hes doing anything that makes you uncomfortable, then that means hes in a happy mood. Oh, and just accept your fate when I mean IF it comes. Its useless to run from this guy. He refers to himself in third person most of the time and if he begins to dance, then that means hes a
Well, that went well...Flour? Check.Well, that went well...5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Um... all the other stuff Check? I think
I looked at the counter doubtfully. Baking was not really my forte. I mean, sometimes there was the occasional (and accidental) success, but other times well. It was probably best not to talk about it. It was a wonder that my parents let me bake after that little incident with the cookies... Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all?
I shook my head. No, I thought. It's his birthday, for crying out loud. I have to do something. How hard can it be?
Immediately I slapped myself. Well, mentally, at least. That right there was a sentence of doom. Anything that would come after those five dreaded words couldn't be good. Still I was rather desperate, and besides, I'm not exactly the luckiest person in the world. A little more bad luck won't really make much of a difference, would it?
"For the love of cod, just get to it already," I told myself reproachfully, fi
What happens to escapeesThe cogs in her head accelerated as she thought. There could not come anything good out of this. The girl bit her lip as she went over what to do. She wanted to, no, needed to get out and away from the circus. There was no one between her and the way out, but the ringleader had his head turned to her. She waited.What happens to escapees5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She had to wait, or else she would miss her chance.
As the ringleader turned his head away she got the chance. Quickly and quietly she got out of her seat and silently tried to sneak away without being noticed. It went good at first, and she was just about to leave the tent as she felt someone watching her. Looking over her shoulder she saw the ringleader, watching her with his grin. She froze a good couple of seconds, before dashing towards the exit.
Unfortunately, the artists had suspected it would happen. Before she could reach the free air a snake tail wrapped around her leg and a Lamia picked her up, smiling a little.
"Think you can get away, kid?", she giggled, kissing t
Like a GentlemanMr. Kirkland, thanks for coming to your performance review.Like a Gentleman4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So you're in charge around here, is that fair to say?
Absolutely, I'm a gentleman.
Ok, so take us through a day in the life of, "The Gentleman".
Well the first thing I do is--
Talk to Alies (like a gentleman)
Approve emos (like a gentleman)
Lead a scones shop (like a gentleman)
Remember Canada's name (like a gentleman)
Direct sewer flow (like a gentleman)
My own unicorn (like a gentleman)
Use the Bathroom (like a gentleman)
Promote issues (like a gentleman)
Hit France (like a gentleman)
Get rejected (like a gentleman)
Swallow sadness (like a gentleman)
Send some letters (like a gentleman)
Call Japan sexy (like a gentleman)
Be slapped (like a gentleman)
Cry deeply (like a gentleman)
Drink some tea (like a gentleman)
Harassment Lawsuit (like a gentleman)
No Promotion (like a gentleman)
Piss of China (like a gentleman)
Shit on Germany's desk (like a gentleman)
Buy a rose (like a gentleman)
See Japan's panties (like a
The Clockwork cities - intro Not many people know of the Clockwork Cities, but the truth is, they've always been there. For every time and place, there was a clockwork counterpart, and behind every ticking clock, was a door that leads there. All it took was to find a big enough clock and search for the passage. Easier said than done, of course.The Clockwork cities - intro5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Finding a big clock was one thing. A tourist, for example, would have a hard time trying to convince those seemingly nice people in white coats to let him inside the Big Ben so he can visit another world, and that he hadn't bashed his head against the wall after missing yet another tour bus.
However, those who were lucky (or more likely unlucky) enough to end up in a Clockwork city would tell you that it was the worst possible name you could give to it, as Time made absolutely no sense there. The whole city operated like a broken clock, which is to say, it hardly operated at all.
Decembersville Ch. 5Decembersville Ch. 56 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 5: The City of Freaks and the Ax-Handed Boy
There are one or two troubles with dreams, ladies and gentlemen: dreams are beautiful but could become the downfall of some. Dreams tell the dreamer of fantasies that can corrupt ones imagination what with the absurdities that can swim through them yet at the same time could cure insanity. They told what was real, what was unreal, what was safe, what was dangerous warnings. The possibility of being blinded by the fantasy of a dream is grand but there is a humongous percentage doubting that as well; a win-lose subject, I should say. But, as some times happen, the logic of many could become blindfolded by their denial that what they stumbled across was just totally impossible.
Let us take a haunted dimension as our example.
"This is not real this is not real " Sophia repeated to herself unwillingly as she remained still right at the archway to the city. Body frozen,
Surprises, Surprises Part 3 TonyXLokiSurprises, SurprisesSurprises, Surprises Part 3 TonyXLoki3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
3 hours had passed since anyone had seen Tony or his beautiful hanger on.
Thor didn't like that woman, she was pretty, beautiful even, but something was familiar about those emerald eyes.
That smile was familiar...
He decided to head to down to Loki's cell, just to check on him. He didn't want his brother ruining the party.
As he walked toward the main elevator, Stark was adjusting his tie about to walk out.
" Tony, I was about to..-"
" I just got done bringing Loki down some drinks.. Tony grabbed Thor by the shoulder, twisting him back to the party... -he loves those right, with the little umbrellas in them?"
Tony patted Thor's back, " He's fine Thor. Relax, let lose! Maybe I can show you some dance moves you can take back to Asgard with you."
Thor was still worried but didn't want his paranoia to get to him, tonight was not night for dealing with his meddlesome brother, if Loki showed his face, he would deal with him accordingly.
"Ok "Man of Iron", I wo
Of Men and MetaphorsIt was a dark and stormy night.Of Men and Metaphors3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Really, I mean, you ever heard an interesting story that started on a sunny day with mild cloud cover around an hour or so before dinnertime?
Exactly. Moving on.
The air held a coldness that seeped through brick and stone. It crawled through flesh, freezing blood in icy veins, chilling bones like a slithering ghost in the blackness.
...but not so cold that it was a snow-storm. Cotton candy floating down from an inky sky, shining like diamond eyes in the starlight as soft flakes swirl and dance on feather-light feet in the breeze...
Not quite the image we're looking for.
Rain lashed from the depths of the cruel heavens, wind whipping from the starless smothering blanket above. Thunder roared in fury, cracking alongside his bright lover as she streaked her fire to the lonely earth.
Yes, lightning is a chick. It makes sense. Hair of white-gold light from her glowing moon-face, gown of silver thread spreading down her lithe figure, hem sweeping against the c
Letter to Certain CharactersThis has to end. NOW.Letter to Certain Characters5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You two used to be best friends. You shared laughs, caused mischief together and were practically brothers. But now... look at what's happening to the both of you, and everyone you care about.
Admittedly, you two weren't saints to begin with. After all, one of you steals energy from young unsuspecting dreamers and gives them nightmares, while the other is a four-armed Ringleader ghost with an appetite for human flesh. But even when my friends and I got in trouble with you, it was better; at least you were working together.
Now, everyone is suffering because of the war you two have waged on each other. Ringleader, you kidnapped the one person your best friend truly loved. Why? To get some stupid dream secret you didn't even need. After that, you used what he taught you to prove you were better than him at his own game, that you were the one who should be feared the most.
In the process your friendship was ruined, and not only did you hurt your wif
Losing WonderlandIve always been grateful that despite my stupidity, Ive had a good sense of imagination. It was the one thing I could count on when I wanted to prove myself to someone, the one thing that was able to comfort me when I didnt.Losing Wonderland6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Was, at least.
Things do not always stay the way you want them to. Sad yes, but true. We all grow up at some point, and soon what little child-like innocence we had left is eaten away by the cruelty of life. These days it is only getting worse; childhood seems to last only for a few years and soon children are no longer children, but smaller versions of adults, walking around swearing and spewing and talking about topics too old for them. And when they get older, they regret it for the rest of their lives, and regret ever saying I want to grow up.
Some are lucky. Some can escape the world for a few moments and wander into the recess of their minds, where all dreams and fantasies seem to come to life. Imagination is the on
Decembersville Ch. 6Chapter 6: Craziness is not on the streetsDecembersville Ch. 66 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chimabell! For gods sake, answer me you little brat! screamed Campara, a foul-mouthed thirty-year-old woman with a long black dress and a vulture-like walk.
She forced open the metal door before her with a kick and glared down below at the gear-infested factory in the underground chamber. Sparks of ember glided across the smoky channel and she could see the many prisoners in white masks and chains pounding down on iron objects going down the industrial line.
Campara frustratingly flew down into the smoky, fiery unit and began scanning the entire occupied area until she finally found her little brother Chimabell sitting at a high level watching boxes get thrown into the furnace. He laughed cutely each time a box went in and got burned. Then his small attention was finally caught.
Ello, sister! Ooh. Are you mad at me?
Decembersville Ch. 9Decembersville Ch. 96 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Chapter 9: Count Merry-Go-Round, the ostracized resident
"Where are we going, Zero?" Sophia asked that same night when Zero got home soaking wet and with a black eye. The second he got back home, he woke Sophia up from her nap and got her out the door, telling her to follow behind him as they speed-walked down the snowy lane. He gave her a red-striped winter jacket along the way. "What happened? A-are we in trouble?"
Zero wanted to say "yes" but he replied to her with an unworried smile, "Not at all, not at all. I-I just want you to meet someone who could help you out."
"You mean he could take me home?"
"There's a VERY small possibility but at least it's a possibility. Now a little faster, Sophia."
She increased her walking speed. She held on to Zero's cold arm to keep up; he also told her to stay very close to him. They walked past the other residents chatting with each other and playing around i
Like a CutieMr. Honda, thanks for coming to your performance review.Like a Cutie4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So you have being harassed here, is that fair to say?
Unfortunately, people say I'm a cutie...
Ok, so take us through a day in the life of, "The Cutie".
Well the first thing I do is--
Talk to Axis (like a cutie)
Approve games (like a cutie)
Lead a manga studio (like a cutie)
Remember Canada's name (like a cutie)
Direct workflow (like a cutie)
My own robot (like a cutie)
Microtechnology (like a cutie)
Promote animes (like a cutie)
Hit on Taiwan (like a cutie)
Reject Korea (like a cutie)
Swallow sadness (like a cutie)
Make origami (like a cutie)
Be harassed (like a cutie)
Slap England (like a cutie)
Cry deeply (like a cutie)
Drink green tea (like a cutie)
Turkish Harassment (like a cutie)
Be Promoted (like a cutie)
Stabbing China (like a cutie)
Become a geisha (like a cutie)
Buy a sword (like a cutie)
In my mouth (like a cutie)
Oh fuck man, I can't fucking do it, shit!
Puppy out (like a cutie)
Poke Prussia's face (like
Decembersville Ch. 11Chapter 11: Car chase Downtown!!Decembersville Ch. 116 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
That early winter morning, outside Carvel's Circus, Zero and Sophia and Pendulum Tin were staring with wide open eyes at the lamp post. There was taped paper on it with a notice:
WANTED!! Human Girl Child; small in stature, whitish blond hair, short, big eyes and a whole lot of bratty attitude! She's a bad person and is to be reported to the nearest member of the Dolls for instant extermination!! Love, your mayor (aw, you know who I am).
Sophia turned away from it and looked at her friendly misfits saying, "Was somebody watching me!? How do they know how I look like!?"
Haku Returns chapter 1Haku Returns chapter 14 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's been six years since my adventure in the Spirit World, six years since I've seen him. When I was able to return to my world with my parents and before I ran to the tunnel where they were waiting for me, Haku did promise me that we will see each other again some day soon.
Having strong faith in him since that day, I've been waiting patiently for Haku to come into the human world and find me. Even at the times I become very impatient and had almost about given up on waiting for him, my memories of him and my strong feelings for Haku make me think twice because he could appear anytime, possibly when I least expect it one of these days.
Looking out my bedroom window, as I thought about Haku, I decide to go out for a walk. Leaving my room once my light was turned off and I closed the door behind me, my mom said from t
Due Date Ch.12 EdWinAlphonse and May walked into the house with their grocery bags in hand. They’d just gotten back from the only grocers open in Resembool because of the freak snowstorm that had occurred two days ago. Everything else was still snowed in, so they had to walk pretty far just to get there and back.Due Date Ch.12 EdWin2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“It’s still way too cold out there!” May complained in her squeaky, yet cute voice as they entered the house.
“Yeah, it’s never been this cold around this time of year.” Alphonse replied as he held the door open for her.
They both shuffled their way into the kitchen, and began putting the food away when May stopped her movement.
“What is it?” Al asked.
She pivoted herself around and face Al, craning her neck upwards, “It’s quiet.”
Al stopped for a second and realized that she was right. No one had come to meet them yet. “Huh, that’s odd." He carried on putting the food away, "Whenever I come here, the
Sarah and Jimmy PART ONESarah and Jimmy PART ONE6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The five boys towered over the little girl who was innocently drawing on the dirt with a stick. Her mockingbird heart pounded in her chest as the delinquents stood before where she sat. H Hi. she said nervously.
Hey. Youre that prick Jimmys sister, one of the boys responded, kicking a little dirt at her. Your older bro @#$%ed with our cars; threw a bunch of drugs in the trunk and got us questioned.
Oh ! Um uh Sarah, the six-year-old child, began to feel hot during such a cold climate. She could only stutter and stay where she sat because running would be futile. If only the police passed by, but no. Things in Gothshollow County were always grim, so good luck was rare in those days. She felt like throwing up. Im s-sorry, she apologized for her brother, but the five boys did not accept it. They closed in on her
My Last REquest chapter 2By the time they ushered the two inside Lucy was on the verge of breaking down. The air inside was so stale it felt absolutely suffocating. It was no mystery that nearly everyone she knew who had entered this room never returned. There was maybe one or two winners she could even recollect. After being taken to the room where she was to be sent off from she collapsed onto one of the chairs.My Last REquest chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Oh Lucy, I'm so sorry." Her blue haired friend Levy sobbed.
Lucy tried to respond but the words wouldn't leave her mouth. Her throat felt so constricted. She let out a sob, and Levy quickly embraced her. After a short while Lucy finally managed to compose herself and hugged her friend back tightly.
"I'm sorry, I'm okay.." She said, her voice hoarse.
Levy nodded letting her go to wipe the tears from her own eyes.
Lucy hated the fact she had made her best friend cry, she had planned to remain composed if not for her sake but for Levy's. Her best friend had already been through so much and she deserved
Prussia, America and the Great PumpkinPRUSSIA, AMERICA AND THE GREAT PUMPKINPrussia, America and the Great Pumpkin3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
One cold summer's day Prussia was walking along stroking a lobster when America flew out a bush.
"OMG ITS BARBIE!" he yelled before hoping off and hiding in a curtain.
"WAIT I NEED MI LADY GAGA CDS BACK!" shouted Prussia epicly running after him.
Prussia got his newspaper and started looking America and his Lady Gaga CDs. First he look in a matchbox, but America wasnt in there so he looked in the freezer.
"OMG PRUSSIA AMERICA IS IN THE CURTAIN!111!" said the freezer.
"OMGWTF YOU BETRAYED ME EVIL FREEZER!!!" shouted America epicly and started shooting at them with a daffodil. Prussia kicked the freezer into his handbag and hit America with it. Then Gilbird pooped on America's head and started dancing on his ears.
"STOOOOOOOOOOP!!!" said America annoyed. "I'M HINDIG FROM THE GRATE PUMPKING!"
"OMG!" said Prussia and hid in the handbag with the freezer.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" said Gilbird and hid in America's nose.
Suddenly, ENGLAND EPICLY ENT