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Morals from Doctor WhoMorals from Doctor Who3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Freedom
Vaporisation without representation is against the constitution!
Bad laws were made to be broken.
Humanity
Homo sapiens. What an inventive, invincible species. It's only a few million years since they crawled up out of the mud and learned to walk. Puny, defenceless bipeds. They've survived flood, famine and plague. They've survived cosmic wars and holocausts. And now, here they are, out among the stars, waiting to begin a new life. Ready to outsit eternity. They're indomitable.
Which is the quickest way out of here?
[Each of the women at the fountain point in different directions.]
Yes. Well. That's democracy for you.
I love h
UnderTaker SongUnderTaker Song9 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The shadow of the Undertaker
creeps across your floor.
Go lock up all your children
And paint blood upon your door.
These hills are filled with whispers
Of a man all dressed in black
And the toll of death's now, He climbs from hell
To drag some poor soul back
That ol' bible tells of angels
Doing service unto the lord
The Undertaker knows no master
He drinks from any cup poured.
Just as Banshees wail their warning
That someone that same day will die
The Undertaker, he states the same
I'll be goddamned if he tells a lie
The Undertaker raises no hand,
But I'll fear him, just the same…
His presence pre-tells both blood and death
Maddest Kind of Love: PrologueTitle: Maddest Kind Of LoveMaddest Kind of Love: Prologue2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Rating: PG-13 (for language)
Word Count: 1451
Pairing: None (in this chapter)
Topic: None
Type: OPU (before time skip)
Genre: General, some slight humor
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from One Piece. One Piece belongs to Eiichiro Oda.
VTM: Important notes and warnings for future chapters will be in the artist's comment. So please be sure to read that if you are thinking of reading the next chapters.
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Law was standing out on the deck of his ship, he was leaning against the rail as he smoked a cigarette. He couldn't really smell the fresh ocean air or the smoke. Instead all he could smell was the blo
TEXT - Renamon 01TEXT - Renamon 012 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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loving armswith arms open wide,loving arms5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you are always by my side.
from beginning to the end,
you can always be my friend.
love may be a word to 'strong'
as others may say.
but in the end,
who of them, has stayed?
the feelings i feel for you,
are too much to ignore,
you, my dearest love, my only treasure,
are the one, the only one, who i shall ever adore.
Rainbow by chigoJanuary—Rainbow by chigo5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am forced to grow up
Before my time
Confusion
February—
I get a little worse
Start to cry every night
Sadness
March—
I cling to old things
Try to turn back time
Failure
April—
I start to write
An outlet for built-up emotion
Expression
May—
I fall apart for real this time
Do things I now wish I hadn’t
Mistake
June—
I staple up the gap in my chest
And begin hiding behind fake smiles
Illusion
July—
I retreat further behind my wall
Forgetting how to cry, laugh, or scream
Isolation
August—
I am caged
Trapped by my uselessness
Insignificant
September—
I do
65. HorrorWith a title of "Horror," you would expect me to write something of sterotypical horror; the gore and violence, or even zombies or ghosts, that the population's mind is predominantly set to when they hear "horror."65. Horror5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
No, its none of those, I'm sorry to say; but I shall speak of the horror of loneliness surrounding you, while the world around you binds together.
How would that be, for horror in life? How often do we come along loneliness and take it with much disdain? More than we encounter zombies I should think.
Some are taken by this horror much more than others; and I for one start to wonder what happens later on down the road if they le
44. Two RoadsTwo roads stood in front of me, both signifying either good or bad. On Memory Lane, the road divides, the dark side tempting me with its dark character, leading me into the terrible memories of my past; the brighter side, the one with the fonder memories pulls me away before I can walk into the deep abyss of my past.44. Two Roads5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
95. Advertisment"Heart for Sale," the ad shouted. "Complete with baggage. In need of serious repair," it screamed.95. Advertisment5 years ago in General More Like This
I'm sure with that type of advertising, his heart would never be wanted. I mean, who would want to love a heart in such dire disrepair?
Evidently me because, for some reason, this is one advertisment I'm going for.
5. DreamsBeads of color chased each other through the air while the boy sat silently on the hill. When the first colored bead, a blue one, caught in his long wavy hair he jerked up, out of his thoughts. He looked around and caught one of the beads, a violent red one, and he cracked it open and ate the glimming lines that reared up from the inside.5. Dreams5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They were delicious, and once the first was eaten, they all wanted to be eaten. They swarmed in, towards the boy on the hilltop, all wanting to be first, all wanting to be devoured by his sweet mouth. None of them noticed that they didn’t leave the boy time to swallow, and as darkness closed in on him
4. Change4. Change4. Change5 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
It had always moved, and I had never noticed. It moved in slow waves, as if it were breathing slowly, like old people do. 'Labored breathing filled the air of the small room, it sounded shallow, as if many holes had been punctured into the lung'. There was no sound, there had never benn, and I assumed there would never be. Just the movement. Like a ship, rocking on the tranquile waves of the Carabian sea, suspecting absolutely nothing while the sailors sleep and dream of home, or of tropical islands full of beautiful women.
Like a mother that dances slowly with her son in her arms so he sleeps, singing a sleeping song to him in h
TearsOnce, there was a childTears6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
who didn't know which way to turn
She just sat there staring
watching her village burn.
She didn't run from the fire
Why should she run?
She was watching her people die
Soldiers killing them for fun.
She didn't scream like the others,
or even run for her life
She didn't grab something to defend herself
too filled with strive
She just sat there in silence
Tears rolling down her cheeks
Watching the soldiers kill her people
Hidden behind a pile of old bricks
She could not scream
She could not run
She could not cry
She could only wait to live,
or even to die
The fire was burning nearer and she knew she
Culture ShockA hostile experience is insufficient to asses the streets I sailed.Culture Shock4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As a privileged burden, surely it must be right.
No trace of the wise was visible.
False emotions concluded the atmosphere
because skin alone held no trash propaganda of freedoms,
strongly reinforced by a stage.
Achievement was measured by verbal and nonverbal conditions,
influencing children in underprivileged differences.
Their answers found that both were submissive at unrealistic status.
For this purpose, quality can go to poorer opportunities,
and it would lower disadvantages and advantages about inheritance.
There is no doubt figures show society is probably
An Opulent Prison...As she awoke she gradually became aware of her surroundings. It was a large room, lit by candle light. She was led on a large square bed, not uncomfortable, quite soft in fact. Her hair was loose and she was clothed in a long cotton dress. It was then she realised her hands which were folded above her head were bound, in manacles of gold with short but robust chains attached to the head board. They allowed her enough movement to sit up and put her arms almost at her sides when lay down but there was no way of leaving the bed...An Opulent Prison...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was in a prison, an opulent one but, a prison nonetheless.
The door to her right opened, showing the silouhett
Human Cookies Movie pt1Two plastic looking women stand in a small clearing, a mountainous construct behind them, they look nervous. There was a rustle in a nearby bush, one of them became nervous, but soon subsided, ignoring the moving bushHuman Cookies Movie pt14 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
“This is Fracture” the bush whispered into a branch “deep undercover in Fangurl territory, I am currently disguised as a piece of their habitat, along with my crew. Today we have intel telling us that they may be hunting a new victim to their twisted beliefs, and may enact the forbidden ritual of the glomp” the female reporter shuffled forward “lets take a closer look” now 3 bushes began to move cl
Le reve de Lunar hapitre 11 Chapitre 11 : L'intérogatoireLe reve de Lunar hapitre 111 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Ils m'emenèrent au poste de police. J'étais enfermé dans une salle, non menotté heureusement pour eux. Ils n'avaient même pas employé la force. Un policier était là et m'observait. J'étais perdu dans mes pensées à chercher qui m'en voudrait à se point. Ils ont eu ma place qu'est qu'ils voulaient de plus ? J'étais banni, exclu des miens, renié. Et maintenant, ils cherchaient à me blesser encore plus, pourquoi ? Qui était la personne qui m'en voulait à se point ? De plus, nul lo
Le reve de Lunar hapitre 4Chapitre 4 : Ma première journéeLe reve de Lunar hapitre 41 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Après qu'il soit sorti, je rejetai les couverte et m'empressai de m'habillai et de manger. J'avais terriblement faim. Je mangeai rapidement et sorti de la chambre. Une fille m'attendait. Elle avait les cheveux totalement blanc. Pas celui de la vieillesse mais celui d'une teinture mais pourtant s'en .était pas une. C'était naturel pour elle. Elle avait les yeux rouge et vert. C'était magnifique. Elle s'était peigner d'une façons esquisse qui me faisait craquer et il était aplatit. Elle devait avoir 16 ou 17 ans en juger par son physique de jeune femme. Mon c
Le reve de Lunar hapitre 1 Le rêve de LunarLe reve de Lunar hapitre 11 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Chapitre 1: Le banissement
Un autre matin se leva. Je me réveillai dès que les premier rayon du soleil me touchèrent. Je me sentais moins en forme que les autres jours mais pourtant je restai totalement conscient. Le soleil éclairait les arbres brun-vert, les feuilles de chaque branches. C'était l'été donc nous avions toujours chaud. Je me dirigeai vers les autre dans la taverne. Oui, on avait construit une taverne dans les bois pour nous nourrir et s'amuser sans que personne ne vienne. Nous étions quasiment to
Le reve de Lunar hapitre 3 Chapitre 3 : Une rencontreLe reve de Lunar hapitre 31 year ago in Sketches More Like This
Je sentis mon corps se faire transporter mais je dormais si profondément que je ne me réveillai pas. Je dormais si paisiblement. J'entendais des chuchotement autour de moi. Et on me déposai sur quelque chose de moelleux, confortable et douillet. Je sentis également quelque chose me recouvrir que je sentais les courant d'air parcourir ma peau. Le climat devait de plus en plus chaud mais je mis sentais à l'aise. La nuit passa paisiblement et le matin arriva rapidement. Je me réveillai en sursaut et la première chose que je vis en ouvrant les yeux c'
Icy EnclosureStoned, Frozen in time,Icy Enclosure7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You we're there to wake me up,
But everything ends at the worse,
Before i knew it, i lost my only sun.
This frozen and icy world i live in,
Are nothing but sadness and frozen tears,
Enclosing me from the outside world,
and specially from you,
My only sun.
Trying to get out of this Labyrinth,
My dramatic emotions is chasing me,
This maze of forgetfulness is keeping me in,
Keeping me in forever in this void.
This frozen and icy world i live in,
Are nothing but sadness and frozen tears,
Enclosing me from the outside world,
and specially from you,
My only sun.
I am longing to find someone to be with me,
Ultraman Family: UltraboyUltraboy:Ultraman Family: Ultraboy2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Kon-El/Connor Kent
Affiliation: Ultraman Family, Young Injustice
Personality: Ultraboy, unbelievably, is actually more insane that Ultraman. He often goes out to destroy cities for fun. He also believes that he is the true Ultraman, which he has stated numerous times.
Appearance: Connor looks identical to how Ultraman looked in his teens, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and being five feet tall. The only difference is the Ultraman costume. The insignia is half it's normal size, and the suit doesn't normally have a cape
Biography: During one of Ultraman's many exposures to Green Kryptonite, he gained the ability to see into t
CORE Chaos Episode 1 Script.Narrator: The year is 2015. A young man escapes from the city, running from the people he thought were his friends. He was to be offered as a sacrifice to the Gods, but denied his destiny... No one can deny his fate. Neither man nor god...CORE Chaos Episode 1 Script.3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Thomas Drake (T): Whaaaaaoohh! (looks around. He sees more people following him, so he runs into the forest.)
T: Whew... (pants) I think I ditched them.
(A mysterious young boy appears, and scares Thomas)
Dean Cross (D): Are you lost, stranger?
T: No. And what's a little tyke like yourself doing around here?
D: Foolish human. I have been here all my life. I protect this mountain... my sanctuary.
T: I
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