Love Your Labyrinth "How will I ever get out of this Labyrinth?"Love Your Labyrinth3 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
~Last Words of Simon Bolivar
Alaska Young provides us with an answer of almost childlike simplicity.
"Straight and Fast."
The shortest distance between two points in traditional Euclidean Geometry is a straight line. From a purely goal oriented and objective viewpoint she is very much correct. Who needs Ariadne's string or the insider knowledge of the architect when you can barge through like the Juggernaut, turning walls to rubble or performing the trifecta of rule breaking. Just slip on your fox hat and book it until you're out. Right?
"Straight and Fast?"
But... Is getting out of your maze really worth that? Is this Labyrinth really so bad that we must go through it in a reckless frenzy? When Alaska 'es
I don't care if you're Gay.It disappoints me how people thinkI don't care if you're Gay.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's demeaning and disgusting for one
to love their own gender. How we
are encased and suffocated by the
chains of society's realms.
We have been brought up to believe
that a problematic equation would
be a gender in addition to the same
gender that it is ''weird'' for one
to embark on a relationship with
the same gender because it screams
and shrieks of abnormality.
I despise how people refer to being
''homosexual'' or a ''lesbian'' to be
disgraceful. The irony strikes me that
for a society that claims to be ''accepting,''
we have not made any progress
whatsoever in terms of same-gender
relationships, be it: boy and boy or
girl and girl.
Regardless of gender, they are all true
emotions. SO WHAT if a girl likes another
girl? SO WHAT if a boy likes another boy?
This is to our apparent ''accepting''
society that is refusing to acknowledge
how there is actually no abnormality in
Who are YOU to judge what is abnormal?
You are woman. You are man.You are woman,You are woman. You are man.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so be kind,
all in your own way.
You are man
so be strong,
where is home for mewarning~ in order to understand what is going on see toy story 3 this has a few spoilers from the movie .... enjoywhere is home for me5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"shhhh it..we..we will be fine, don't worry" cooed the voice of the beautiful bo peep.
They were in a cardboard box, that's all she knew right now. What else was in there, she had no idea, it was too dark too see. Her heart began to ache, not knowing what was to become of herself and her three beloved sheep.
Almost 5 years had passed since she had seen her beloved Woody. She remembered the day, little Molly had grown too old for her and her lamp base, and Andy's mother put her in the yard sale. She had been sold to an expecting mother, who had a baby girl and wanted something cute to put in her nursery. Little Sarah, oh how'd she'd grown, but now she was too old for her and the lamp. Besides, little Sarah didn't play with her, just marveled at her porcelain body.
It wasn't bad with little Sarah though, even though
You Know You're a Who Geek...You know you're a Doctor Who geek whenYou Know You're a Who Geek...5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
[X] You can list off all actors who have played the Doctor in numerical order.
[X] You can list off the Doctor's recurring enemies.
[ ] You can list off ALL of the Doctor's enemies.
[ ] You can list all of the Doctor's companions.
[ ] You can name off the Doctor's companions in order.
[X] When you hear a clock ticking in a room, you always make sure that all of the clocks in the room are working right.
[X] You have an intense fear of people in gas masks.
[X] You use words like "exterminate" and "affirmative" as part of normal conversation.
[X] You strongly believe that one should ALWAYS bring a banana to a party.
[X] Your favorite exclamation is "Fantastic!"
[X] You fantasize about being the Doctor's companion.
[X] You want to go to a sci-fi convention dressed as a Doctor Who character/villain
[ ] You have gone to a sci-fi convention dressed as a Doctor Who character/villain
[X] Whenever someone calls an exterminator, you automatically pictu
Oh the Times and Places You'll GoOh, the Times and Places You'll Go!Oh the Times and Places You'll Go2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!
You can go to the future
You can go to the past
You can get there real slow
Or travel quite fast
See the centuries in order... or out of order, probably
Time isn't all linear; it's wibbly-wobbly
But how will you go there, and when you may ask?
Only the T.A.R.D.I.S. is up to the task!
Could this be a spaceship, you think with a doubt?
It's bigger inside than it is on the out
But you won't go alone, no, that never would do
You'll go with a Time Lord, he's called Doctor Who
With a great Time Lord brain and two hearts in his chest
He's not only the last one, he's also the best
With a fez on his head and a bow tie in place
He always looks best with a changeable face
He takes down the bad guys with never a gun
And he'll often say this... now it's time to "Run!"
Your view of this world is about to expand
And that's when things really will get out of hand
You'll be on your w
Where Hearts are BuriedWhere Hearts are Buried2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The reception was tomorrow and Rukia was still working on her dress. She’d put off getting it fitted all week, and of course now here she was last minute trying to get it done. Standing on the table, Rukia remained perfectly still as the elderly woman circled around her with a mouth full of pins, hemming the dress until it was perfectly fitted to the young shinigami’s petite frame. Staring at herself in the mirror Rukia felt the slightest tinge of excitement knot in her gut. The gown was pure white to contrast her raven locks, and it made her skin practically glow. She wondered if she was really ready for this after all. She was a little anxious, a little afraid, and little excited. It seemed like just last week she’d gotten engaged. It all seemed to be going so fast.
Down the hall, Renji wiped his brow as he delivered the mountain of paperwork his captain had made him do this week. The captain was busy and Renji had been practically pulling a second job doi
Doopliss ASCII______________________________________________________________________________________________¶¶¶¶¶¶¶Doopliss ASCII4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
SkinVerden looked out of the window and sighed. It was a summer's day, complete with fresh grass, singing birds and rainbows. It was a good day, a perfect day; or it would be if the weather was real, and the window for that matter. It was just an illusion, a curtain, if he pushed it aside, it would only reveal the damp wall behind it. He grimaced; it had taken him almost a year to make all the windows on request of the King who was catering to the whims of the Higher Ups. The snobs who couldn't stand the fact that they were surround by grey brick and the green slime that seemed to trickle down from the ceiling. Not that there was anything good to see if the windows were real, just the occasional dead tree, miles of wasteland and the eternal black sky.Skin5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He hated being in the service industry, catering to the wishes and 'needs' of the stupid people, the Higher Ups who couldn't see a decent bit of magic if it slapped them in the face. He ran a hand through his dark green hair as he
ConfiscatedArtie breathed a sigh of relief as the final agent left the building for the night. Not that he didn't love playing the brilliant organizer for the Secret Service's best agents, and not that he didn't enjoy discovering new- or not so new-artifacts, but there were times that he just wanted silence. Peace. Time for thinking. Time just for Artie and his Chessboard, Rubik's Cube or Gordian Knot, or whatever. Tonight, it was time for Artie and his Cookies.Confiscated5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Munching slowly, he ran through the nightly routine, checking all the sensors and shutting down certain lights for the night- not all of them, mind you. There was an artifact over in Section 15, row C, that had a tendency to walk off when the lights were out. It had been a challenge catching that one. Something about a power outage in Manhattan a few years back. He'd have to go through the files to get the full details.
He spun around in his chair, pulling up the file on the computer to satisfy his own curiosity. He was so fully engrossed
-How To Annoy Roxas?-Ten Ways to Annoy Roxas-How To Annoy Roxas?-6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
10.) Tell him that Siefer has bigger muscle than him.
9.) Ask him If you and Sora are the same, then why is it that he beat you. making him the better fighter?
8.) Tug on his hair, saying Clouds hair is softer than yours!
7.) Put twigs (and leaves!) in your hair and yell My hair defies gravity, just like Roxas!
6.) Stare at him, and ask him why blondes are so dumb.
5.) Put a blind fold on and ask him Hey, didnt a blind guy beat you up in Deep Dive?
4.) Run up to him and stop. Then call him Shortly! and run away quickly.
3.) Wear heavy black make-up and go up to Roxas and randomly tell him Emo-therapy starts at 10:30 today in a depressed voice.
2.) Tell him You dont a chance with a female
1.) Finish up with saying only your lover, Axel, would smack that with you and run off sayin
The Original List of Themes1. IntroductionThe Original List of Themes6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
3. Making History
12. Dead Wrong
13. Running Away
15. Seeking Solace
20. My Inspiration
21. Never Again
25. Breaking Away
26. Forever and a day
27. Lost and Found
33. Seeing Red
34. Shades of Grey
39. Out of Time
40. Knowing How
41. Fork in the road
43. Nature's Fury
44. At Peace
45. Heart Song
48. Everyday Magic
51. Troubling Thoughts
52. Stirring of the Wind
54. Health and Healing
56. Everything For You
57. Slow Down
58. Heartfelt Apology
62. Irregular Orbit
63. Cold Embrace
65. A Moment in Time
66. Dangerous Territory
Poems of DeathDark RoomPoems of Death6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here in this dark room
I sit in the gloom
They left me here all alone
With nothing to do but moan
I can hear Death's call
I think I'll end it all
I can hear Death's call
Into his arms I want to fall
I'll be out of this mess
There'll be no more stress
In the light of the moon
I'll be home very soon
Rot To The Bones
In this coffin I'm all alone
Left to rot away to the bone
Its quiet and dark in here
I'm at peace, there's nothing to fear
So leave me alone
While I rot to the bone
I Wouldn't Be Here
My skin feels cold to the touch
I long for warmth so much
When I feel hot flames licking at my skin
I wonder what was my sin
I fear into sleep I fell
Because it looks like I'm in hell
It felt like I was flying
But i guess I was dying
They must have burred me
Because dark was all I could see
If I hadn't jumped I wouldnt be here
Pressed against the wall in fear
Fruits Basket Mini FicFruits Basket Mini Fic10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"My, this is a big package," Shigure Sohma told the mailman as he slid it into the house. "I wonder who sent itů"
The mailman checked his clipboard. "A Mr. Ayame did, sir."
Shigure gave a special smile, "Oh, of course he did." He chuckled.
Shigure signed the receipt on the mailman's clipboard and waved him goodbye. As the mailman left, he closed the door and turned to the package. Shigure feared the package would be too heavy for him to lift and carry into the other room. (Though he's physically strong enough to lift such a package, his laziness weighs him down) He tested the package and found it was easy to lift. He gave a high-like happy smile and carried it into the other room, placing it on the table.
"Oh, right, it's taped..."
He gave another one of his high-like smiles and scurried off to the kitchen to grab a knife. As he entered the kitchen, the front door opened.
"Hellooo! Sensei! I came to visit!" a voice called. The front door closed after that and footsteps were heard.
Kiss me KateA Third Doctor and Jo Christmas story.Kiss me Kate5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Doctor fell out of the TARDIS, coughing and gagging, waving away yet another cloud of purple-puce smoke as he beat out a small blaze on his pants leg.
This was really beginning to become rather tiresome.
The Time Lords had wiped his mind, and the TARDIS itself, of time/space travel capability, effectively turning the Earth into a prison. They had not counted on his sheer level of genius, though...
Well, perhaps they had.
He shut the door to his poor damaged ship rather hard, then patted the side, his expression softening. "There, there, old girl," he said, "don't fret. I don't blame you."
He shook his head as he stepped over to his work bench. "Those Dialanian crystals I salvaged didn't seem to do the trick." He gazed over his tools. "Perhaps a turn around the countryside would clear my head."
His eyes lighting, he turned. "I wonde
Bad Grell-manceWilliam and Ronald:Bad Grell-mance4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Caught in a bad Grell-mance
Caught in a bad Grell-mance
Don't want that bad Grell-mance
Want your bad Grell-mance
I want your chainsaw
And all of your work
I want your everything
Even if it hurts
I want your work
I want your work
I don't want your drama
Or the touch of your hand
I just want to get out of here on time today
And I want your work
I want your work
I want your work
You know that I want it (Grell Sutcliff)
And you know that I need it!
Need it? WILLL~ *happy, about to glomp*
I want your work, your paperwork!
Oh *sad face*
I want you sitting
At your own desk
You and me are caught in overti
Demyx "Lucky"I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friendDemyx "Lucky"6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
So Demy, I was kinda hopping we could go see a movie this weekend. Would you like to come?
Sure! Sounds like fun.
Great! See you Saturday!
- click -
You didnt believe the rumors going around school. They just didnt make sense. Sure, you and Demyx were friends since preschool. But boyfriend and girlfriend? That just seemed a little over-the-top, didnt it? Thank goodness its Friday. Then youll have the weekend to hang with your friends! It was lunchtime and, as usual, you were sitting with your best friends. Roxas, Namine, and Demyx to your left, and Zexion, Axel, and Sora to your right.
So Demyx, when are you gonna ask ------- to the dance? Axel asked, the usual smirk on his face.
Axel not you too?! you responde
Asexy PrideWhen I, amused, reveal the truth they simply shake their heads (oh, so knowingly! so sure!) and give the age old answers. Just wait, say they, it'll come in time. You're young yet, you're still a kid! Just wait and see, you'll change your mind. One day you'll find The (dreaded!) One and then you'll understand.Asexy Pride7 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
They say I'll 'understand', as if at the moment the concepts of lust and desire are beyond my childish brain; as if I do not realize what lingering gaze might bring two (or more? hah!) together, what kinship might make hearts race and passions flame. Is this such a complicated phenomenon, the act of falling in and out of love, in and out of bed (in and out of each other)?
If this is what they think of my decision (or destiny, fate, proclivity, orientation?) then they've misjudged by far. They must not realize we all take ninth grade health, sit through the awkward week of embarrassing diagrams and snickered innuendos. They must
A Death The Kid One ShotA Death The Kid One ShotA Death The Kid One Shot5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A Death The Kid One Shot
"Class, we have a new student"
I waited nervously outside my new class room waiting for stein sensei to call me in. It was the deciding moment when I would meet my new classmates and they could decide whether to love or hate me.
"Hannah Chan, you can come in now"
I took a brave breath in and marched in, eyes darting around the room looking at all the new faces. Stein sensei twisted that screw in his head, each click making me cringe. We wernt exactly human but I was still sure he should not have been alive with that thing through his skull. He twiddled a cigarette in his fingers and waved to the board.
"Please write your name on the board, and then I will tell you where you're sitting."
I grabbed a piece of chalk from his desk and slowly began to scrawl out my name, trying my best to keep my hand writing readable.
I Z U Z I, H A N N A H
I turned back to the gawking eyes of the class and bowed making sure to wipe out the wrinkles in my d
RaspberryLarxene flipped a page in her newest book while sprawled out on the sofa. As she snuggled deeper into the cushions, the sound of approaching footsteps and clinking silverware floated from the hallway. She mentally sighed, 'Oh great, another distractionů' It had taken her all afternoon to force everyone to leave her alone. Who could that possibly be?Raspberry8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
For some reason, the Savage Nymph wasn't the least bit surprised when the bubbly water user came around the corner. With a bowl of cereal in one hand and pudding in the other, he sat down on the floor in front of the couch--her couch--and began eating. Although she glared at him from behind the pages of her novel, he blissfully continued to devour his snack.
She poked him in the back of his head with a socked toe, "Hey," Demyx turned and looked at her with bright blue eyes, mouth full of pudding. He noisily swallowed and licked his lips,
"What?" She rolled her eyes and poked him again in between his shoulder blades, harder. "O
Edwards Prayer...?Our EdwardEdwards Prayer...?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who art in- *looks up. Looks down* eh, Purgatory
Questionable be your ways
Thy sparkles come
Thy will be done
In Hell, as well in fan girls
You give us this day
Our daily sighs
As well as eye rolls
So be it unto you
The madness of haters
And lead us not into temptation
Friggin wannabe vampire
Piano Man He could hear Sarah warming up in front of the microphone, her small, soft voice rising and falling. The din of the waiters and servers setting up the many tables in front of them echoed behind her; the grating clatter of silverware wore against his ears.Piano Man4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He turned his attention back to Sarah. So much clearer, so much more pleasant... His shoulders, which had been tensed, relaxed, and he ran his fingers over the piano keys reverently, letting the background noise fade away.
And a pure, clear note from Sarah cracked.
His hands stopped over the keys, turning his head slightly and shifting on the hard piano bench so he could hear her better. Sarah had recovered beautifully, falling into a lower note and continuing the scale as she had been doing, but he could hear the small tremble in her voice, the quick gasps of breaths between notes. There was silence, for a moment, after Sarah finished the scale, before she began to sing again. She was determined, he was sure, to shake off
Mycroft gets homeMycroft gets home4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It was well past eleven when his black car pulled up to his
door and let him out. Anthea always waited until he'd pressed the secret
button in the umbrella stand with the tip of his brolly, the anti-panic
button. That meant that he was alive and well and no one was pointing a gun at
his face. The car pulled away and he laid his back against the door and
sighed. His day had started at two that morning, and Christ help him, brother
or no, if Sherlock said one word about laziness the next time they crossed
Mycroft sighed again. Never mind. He was home. This day
was over until the next text came, the next phone call on the red rotary
telephone that didn't actually dial out as though he was the bloody Batman.
Only a matter of time until they put a Mycroft signal on the top of Big Ben and
flashed a glowing umbrella up against the London clouds.
He peeled his eyes open and pushed away from the door,
taking off his overcoat and
Interspecies Awkwardness--Chapter 9Author's Note:Interspecies Awkwardness--Chapter 92 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
We're jumping ahead to Friday morning, a week after all the excitement of the attack.
The Interview fits between chapter 8 and chapter 9.
As you all know, Bioware owns all characters!
“I don’t understand this shirt,” Jane growled, her arms were behind her back, holding the front of her top closed. “Why would I possibly want to draw attention to my stomach?”
Jane stood in the center of her living room, facing the couch where Liara, Kasumi, and Samara currently lounged. She could hear James and Zaeed in the basement. They were in the middle of a heated debate regarding weaponry for the days ‘mission.’ Mostly, James was trying to explain why Zaeed couldn’t take Jessie along.