Yume's past - short story-Yume's past - short story-3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Yume was born in HiddenCliffVillage. His parents are related to Namidagawa Clan, which is a clan dedicated to the Mastery of Genjutsu. He was named after his GrandMother, which was a shinobi, reknowned for her mastery of illusions and her tendency to live in her own world. Local legends said that her team helped the Spirit of the Mountain to found back her son. It is also said that one of her Teammate, who where blind inspired her the idea to create sound illusions.
Bearing the name of a significant person can be a loud inheritance, especialy when you have nothing common with the talent of this person.
For some reasons, the Clan seemed to understand it, and most of them thought it was a mistake.
As a child, Yume was desperatly fragile, often sick and had no interest in ninja's training. Prefering the warm ambiance of the Library to the hard climbing lessons on the cliffs.
After a few lame attempts, his parents finaly abandonned the idea to make him become a ninja and reported all their
Sam Raimi's Spider-man 3: Edited VersionSam Raimi's Spider-man 3: Edited Version3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
On television, it was a re-run of Spiderman fighting crime and the conclusion of Spiderman saving the day again. Spiderman's heroicness of the day were sullied and down played by a news anchor man (someone like Bill O'Reilly) . It was in the Osborne Mansion, Harry was alone in the mansion, looking at his father's picture with him, Norman Osborne, and next to his hand was a tube of globulin green formula.
Harry then put the tube of globulin green back to the shelf next to the rest of them. As he climbed down the shelf, the tube tips over and leaked. The globulin green leaked and it dropped into Harry's glass filled with wine. Harry took the glass of wine and closed the goblin hideout. Then he turned back to the television, it was showing Jameson's son, the astronaut. He was in a press conference. He was a representative of NASA, that his space exploration had found proof of organic life, the symbiote.
At Oscorp, Flint Marko, a lowly paid engineer (different from the film where
SpeechlessWriting is my passion.Speechless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's what I do.
It's who I am.
I can weave words easily, without thinking.
But when I think of you,
Girl from the MoonThe girl from the MoonGirl from the Moon4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Girl from the moon, eyes shining so brightly,
Her skin, pale like mist, white like milk.
Her soft footsteps tread so very lightly,
Her white blond hair, soft like sweet silk.
Heir to a dying kingdom, still so young;
Vibrant, youthful, a pure beauty.
To a life and world she once knew she clung,
But to no avail; she had a duty.
A father, one she never even knew,
A mother, burdened with despair.
That poor sweet girl, she didn't have a clue,
That she was tangled in such an affair.
Broken and battered, she sat on the throne,
A task far too difficult for a child.
Rapidly and joylessly had she grown,
It was a rare moment when she smiled.
Bring Me a MelodyA journey, a melody,Bring Me a Melody4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A story, a song.
Mysterious or simple,
Catchy and beautiful
Music is power.
Music is life.
Bring me a melody,
Take me away
To a place so far,
Away from my troubles.
Midst The ShelvesHidden midst the shelves built to lend, I thinkMidst The Shelves4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Chairs between us
I count before I am again distracted
By your each and every feature
Concentrating on an essay I have yet to begin
In my most pitiful of selves, I consider
Pick-up lines I have read online
I am ashamed to know what they are
But not how to use the cliché tip-offs on you
Written on my soul of my shoe, I see
Times I have spelled your name with mine
Immortalized until I walk one mile too far
The black ink fading with the wearing of rubber
Hidden midst the shelves built to lend, I move
I only count until I am again distracted
By your each and every feature
Now would be a good time to see if I can distract you too
The GiftThe Gift2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When she was a babe, he had a gift for her. She cooed and gurgled and waved her tiny little arms and kicked her tiny little legs, reaching happily for the gift. He watched her giggled at him with his toothy grin and skeletal fingers as he lowered the gift to her, but as she touched his bony wrist, he hesitated and pulled back gently. He pocketed the gift and shook his ivory white finger at her teasingly and said:
“No, you are not ready.”
When she was 5 years old, she was climbing an apple tree when she saw him. He watched her from below as she climbed higher and higher, occasionally grinning down at him as if challenging him to climb up with him to catch her. She stepped on the wrong branch and it sent her tumbling down to the ground. Laying on the floor with her golden hair almost decoratively spread across the grass, she opened her eyes and saw him looking down at her with those hollow eyes and toothy grin and she smiled back, takin
Lullaby of the Long GoodbyeEven a broken clock is right twice a dayLullaby of the Long Goodbye4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And under my pupil there is a tick
Who drinks from its blood bar
And laughs in blasphemy
Knowing the world will burn
Maybe I'll get what I want
Even a blind squirrel finds a nut once in a while
And in its shell there is a balloon
It floats to the eclipse
Being eaten alive
Whispering "You will believe you can fly away"
Yeah I'll get what I want
© 2011 Drake Rourke
99. SolitudeA guy like that, you know he'll be dead by next Thursday.99. Solitude4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Parading around the streets of London, born and raised here but seeing it all for the first time. All the buildings and trees and people in a whole new light, one so different from his childhood. Nothing is quite so fractured by innocence anymore, nothing but the smile on his face as he stares at the sun instead of the sidewalk.
And they say staring at the sun makes you go blind. Oh, with this one, they had no idea.
Wading through the tourists, hearing every accent go by in a blur when all he wants is a little peace and quiet. Coffee and a blank notebook. A little place of his own to explore more than the outside - surrounded by other people, he never really got a chance to think. Every day was interruptions, was social, was getting on with it.
"Fractured," he says. "That word defines me."
Cigarette burns on his arms and tight jeans on skinny legs, the only one alone in Trafalgar Square alone on New Years Eve. The only one not d
Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 1Ring a ding ding, Baby Pt. 15 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
My memory before Goodsprings was as useless as a bloatfly. I had these phases of "almost-remembering" and some things trigger them, or I'd dream about them. It's like something on the tip of your tongue that you just can't spit out. That was me, on a constant nagging basis. You can see why discovering my past wasn't really my priority. If I tried, I'd go insane. Instead, I focused on the future, and the future seemed to be in peril at the moment. Not just for me, but for the entire Mojave.
There's a lost art, I think, of following one's gut. These days, everyone around me was so intent on their troubles, their problems, and thinking out ways to fix everything for themselves, that they didn't really listen to that inner voice. With a slate wiped clean by that bullet, nothing holding me into my own dark thoughts, I think I had a lot more freedom and ability to go where the road takes me.
The Grand List of Japanese...The Grand List of Japanese...12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
NOTE: Sorry about the formating; this is the best I could do. There is NO OFFICIAL spelling for Romanjii.
The Grand List of
Japanese Word (Romanjii) - English Translation/Definition
Aibou - Partner (often in a loving sense)
Hikari - Light
Yami - Dark, Darkness
Mou hitori no boku - Literally: "My another of me"
Mou hitori no (name) - The other (name)
Kawaii - Cute
Konnichuwa - Hello
Ohiyo - Hello; more specifically, "good morning"
Daijoubu desu ka? - Are you all right? (formal)
Daijoubu? - You all right? (informal)
Daijoubu - I'm all right
Hai - Various meanings; mostly used as "yes"
Ne - Various meanings; mostly used to confirm something, or to draw someone's attention to something.
Oshii! - Delicious!
Itai! or Ichi! - Ouch
Mou hitori no oré - Literally: "My another of I"; a very loving way to refer to a person.
-strawberry whore-Bioassay says that;-strawberry whore-4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you effortlessly induce much
discolored, monotonous and irksome words,
I but never did loathe, reek at your
It just I dislike, disagree when
juicy piece of metaphors, become nonentity
Even god`s fair,
aboveboard with obviously you,
of what-so-ever you desired to click.
all you need and you easily be
So should I go and lick that
Your métier is Way wieldy than indite
And remember? how
slut tools feed your
stupor children and metamorphosed them
I always loved your slut editing tools,
How long you comforted, enjoyed fornication,
while I did labour my first baby
I could have
obliterate those slut tools.
polygenic development of your species
Photography certainly doesn't make you
but my Strawberry friend it surely
Death is only the beginningI remember her face clearly. It was the last thing I saw before the end. Her presence had followed me through out the camp and the smell of her perfume wafted around me like a ghostly apparition. I thought I had damn near lost my mind. I was tryin' to focus on the task at hand. A private of my brigade and I were tucked into a niche in the ground near a yankee guard post for hours now. I was supposed to strike at the signal but I hadn't seen a thing yet. Them yanks were sittin' there cleanin' their guns as if they owned the world. I caught a glimpse of movement in the corner of my eye. My nerves were pulled so tight I thought they'd snap. I turned my head but saw nothin' then it came again. I did the most fool hardy thing I ever done. I stood up.Death is only the beginning4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I saw a beautiful girl dressed very strangely,not modestly at all. Her face was frozen in a look of utter panic. Her dark eyes were bright with fear and her dark mane was a tangled mess. She gaped at me. I hadn't noticed the yankee'
Run AwayThere have been so many times,Run Away3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have just wanted life to stop.
For me to run away form this life.
You treat me like garbage,
And I don't know how to handle you anymore.
I want out.
If I died young,
Life for you would be the same.
If I died young,
You wouldn't mourn my passing.
If I died young,
You would keep living your life the way it is.
If I died young,
You wouldn't care.
I feel bad for you,
That you're like this.
One of the few people that care about you,
You push away,
And could care less.
So if I died young,
You wouldn't notice.
DreamHave you ever worshipped a glowing sunset?Dream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever tasted a poisoned lip?
Did you ever dream in vain
With hardship through the rain?
Gaze the turquoise mystic horizon
And the thwarted snow-white clouds
Dream for the Ever Free
For the thawing souls.
For the world.
And you will realize, oh dear friend
Our paths are to cross through the valley,
Fill the hearts of our beloved ones.
The world as we know it shall change
Dream through the sky
Your reality is mine
All through the sky
For the record of life
Pluma and pieces of steelThe crows, the sparrows, the cold bestowed upon your skin,Pluma and pieces of steel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All that is left to be said is a warning to you and your siblings.
As the name ‘Lautus’ suggests, the secrets which dwell are covered in sin.
My laughter will be the last death cry you’ll hear, in spite of all the killings.
Coated in devastating sorrow, the ravenous waves you emanate touch;
They burn; they freeze; they bite; they blacken; they tear;
They cry; they hate; they curse; they talk too much;
They love lingering beneath my flesh; they win and lose in all the scorn.
Feasting on his prowess were many; too many to name or remember.
The Steel Sea was but a beacon in a world of blood and fire,
And too much for a mere poet to learn by heart in December;
Too much for me to ask of myself and answer to the flames of your pyre.
Plasmatic chaos was bitter and overwhelming powers had their mark.
The real turned macabre (and vice-versa); the storm had been brewed!
Long, tiresome journeys my heart had sailed into a
The Black AvalancheA black cloudThe Black Avalanche3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A darker haunting
The lifeless bodies crawl beneath your feet
Mindless ghouls from Hell shall eat!
The Black Avalanche,
The stormy darker pit
The last life to live,
The last torch you lit!
A black curtain
A darker howl
The mindless jaws taste flesh and spit
A white specter drains life and wit!
This Black Avalanche,
The eleventh hour entwined
This story to crumble upon you,
This creature mutated and revived.
A haunting, deep inside your soul
Creeping, spawning mindless hounds
A ghostly tear on Azrael's face,
Last ray of hope, blasted in space
My haunting, the tentacles of fear.
This disgusting, macabre sight,
The origins of Death and Blight
This never-ending Dirge that plays
My last hope of better days
Your last heartbeat,
Japanese PhrasesHello: KonnichiwaJapanese Phrases9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Good morning: Ohayou
Good afternoon: Konnichiwa
Good evening: Konbanwa
Good night: Oyasuminasai
Good bye: Sayounara
Goodbye (informal): Sore dewa
See you later: Dewa mata
See you tomorrow: Mata ashita
Nice to meet you: Hajimemashite
I'm glad to see you: Oai deki te ureshii desu
How are you?: Ogenki desu ka
I'm fine: Genki desu
And you?: Anata wa?
I'm fine, too: Watashi mo genki desu
Thank you: Arigatou
Thanks a lot: Doumo arigatou
You're welcome: Dou itashimashite.
The pleasure is mine: Kochira koso
I'm sorry: Gomen nasai
I'm really sorry: Hontou ni gomennasai
That's OK: Ii desu yo
Don't worry about it: Goshinpai naku
Never mind: Ki ni shinaide
That's all right: Shinpai shinaide.
Yes it is: Hai sou desu
I understand: Wakari masita
I know: Wakatte imasu
I think so: Sou omoi masu
Sure: Mochiron desu
I don't understand: Wakari masen
I don't know: Shiri masen
I didn't know that: Shiri masen deshita
I don't think so: Sou omoi masen
What is your name?: O na
Do not forgetDo not forgetDo not forget3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do not forget how we met.
Is it possible
To defy the impossible?
Is it possible
To deny you're responsible?
Then why did you choose
To go this way
If you knew from the beginning,
You'd cry and obey.
You'd listen as prey
My heart wasn't broken yet.
Your promise wasn't to be kept!
My guitar shall weep with you to the end of all!
I must shed tears through music, for now I know
That I cannot tell my story in words.
The pain I feel when I try to do so is unimaginable.
Don't ever forget my pain!
The nights we loved in vain
The times we shed one aim.
Don't forget the pain!
Don't ever try to forget
That I will never regret
TemptedOne day,Tempted3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The devil tried to tempt me.
Tempt me into something I didn't want.
I asked to not be hurt,
I asked to be left alone.
Instead the devil pushed himself on me.
He wanted me to become vulnerable.
He wanted to see me hurt.
But his overwhelming powers,
Were more then I could stand.
He temped me to join him,
In my very own hell.
He got under my skin,
Knowing things about me that most people don't.
He made me care,
When I shut my heart off to everyone.
One day he found someone better than I,
And he left me to be,
With my broken heart,
And with all of my secrets,
I had nothing left.
I came back up to the surface,
And hated anything that would try to tempt me again.
Cold Heart ExodusNo other worldly tear can make me burn faster than youCold Heart Exodus3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My tear, let me hold you. I am so sick and I'm so weak.
Let me whisper my name into your cold heart and let it bleed into me.
For now I know, this elder exodus is nowhere near truth (it'll never be).
Only me, there's only me in this abyss. Only you will know!
There's only us, there's only you of us there's only two.
Let the wits flow. Let this feeling pass away with time.
Did you know that feeling lonely and content at the same time is a rare kind of happiness?
Now you know, so just leave me be! Leave me alone, I must be happy.
Cold Heart Exodus, I want to leave it all behind, I'm falling down
I can't stand. Don't breathe this toxicity. The water is stoned
Don't ever try to lie to me again. I won't even be there to hear you