Just a Simple Bet Chapter 1Just a Simple Bet Chapter 19 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ok, thoughts in italics.
Disclaimer: Goddammit! You people all know I don't own Naruto, cuz if I did, then this would be an actual episode!
Just A Simple Bet
Chapter 1: The Bet
"RIVAL!" Gai Sensei was running up to the copy nin, yelling and jumping around like an idiot. Kakashi just sighed and went back to his book.
My God… leave me alone Gai…
"Rival!" Gai Sensei repeated, this time all up in Kakashi's face.
He sighed. "What?" Kakashi slightly looked up from his book, seeing Gai's smiling, yet disturbing face.
Gai took his pointer finger and swung it into Kakashi's face. "I challenge you to…" Kakashi already got bored and turned back to his book. "Aww… C'mon!" Gai went into a slump. "Can't you at least hear what the challenge is?!"
Kakashi looked up out of pity. "Fine," He closed the book and faced the spandex-wearing sensei. "What is your challenge?"
"We both know that there is an interesting couple in each of our groups…" Gai starte
Arachnid LoveTraveling over sticks and stonesArachnid Love4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A wayward lover is coming home
The wind whistles and harshly blows
But even that can't drown out the sound
Never to emerge again
A spider entered his lady's den
Thoraces were hanging everywhere
Her abdomen loomed--white and bare
Afraid, he took the thread to seek, and
Nature told him what to speak
Awed eyes sparkled in recognition, and she
Embraced him in a quick decision
Languid love followed repetition
Evening came and the moon looked down
At arachnid lovers together bound
Glared at he who lay so still
Leered at she who made the kill...But his dead
Eyes stared back, happy and filled
Traveling over sticks and stones
The wayward lover has come on home
The wind whistles and harshly blows
But even that can't drown out the sound...of arachnid love.
Book 2 Pt.2 The engagement book2 pt2Book 2 Pt.29 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Avatar the last airbender
Nickelodeon and all of that credit stuff
find pt. 1-4 1
TweetTweet3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hope was killed after it sung "Tweet"
Why! I needn't wonder my dear beloved sweet
Your tears I tasted one dark night
Drenched in despair I almost lost my sight
Sweetness, on my heart do lie down please
With a rhythm as it beats, your sorrow just release
I see in you a bird locked in a cage
They shot you, a scar undying with age
How does it feel to live without living?
There is light but a grave you are digging
To music, my ears drown deep in non other than ecstasy
Your laughter is the song and your smile is what I wish to see
A beautiful painting more than the Mona Lisa
You are to me, when in their eyes you are a GISA
Should it tire the likes of you that much?
A low life or two discussing you while they munch
God gave you the kiss of life, that's a bless
Among others you are but a king and nothing less
Let me be thy hand young Sire
You know me well I am no liar
Your face I am yearning to wipe dry
From the salty water that left its track to die
You are a name so light on my tongue
Abstract NotionsCoffee stains and headachesAbstract Notions10 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Expectations running wild
Light beaming brightly
Hours and hours fleet by
Page after page
Paragraphs and models
Painf'lly prying my eyes open
To understand this world
Picking up a pen
Pointing out the gist
Yet its all mere reduction
Twist after twist
an amplified imagination
Dwelving into other worlds
To describe the intangible
Reality based on a picture
on another person's mind
The beauty of perception
What scares you, mortal?What scares you, mortal?What scares you, mortal?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What defines your basic human needs, your average quantity of normal?
What potions spill your nothingness,
What skin builds up your exterior?
What makes you rise up in the morning?
What tears you open in the night?
What secrets, promises and wishes compose your inside fright?
What dance do you dance when others tremble,
Under your disillusioned romance?
What tongue do you speak in your steady sleep,
What habits do you have wrapped around our toes?
What makes you smile and quiver and tremor, all at once?
What reality do you pursue, if it's a reality at all?
What dreams do you dream when you're not even seen?
What might you be, or where or whom?
Where we you born, and were you're from,
Are all inadequate for me,
What and who and whom and whose
For the slightest of intrigue
For I may be a dreamer,
But I know I'm not alone,
And you might be a mortal,
We all die when they are bored.
The gods of loss and fate and pain, still shape our natural decay
And you shall fall
Together (Repost)Sometimes I just don't understand...Together (Repost)1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
What is there not to understand?
How could someone like you...
I'm afraid you're overthinking things...
Be with someone like me?
If only you saw yourself how I do...
I'm a monster...
You deserve someone better...
I wouldn't want anybody else...
Perhaps it's better this way...
I won't let it end like this...
Tell me, how can we get through this?
We'll get through this...
Thomas Sowell Vs. Feminism and the Bogus StatsThomas Sowell Vs. Feminism and the Bogus Stats1 year ago in Settings More Like This
Thomas Sowell has been fighting against political correctness and bogus stats
for over 30 years... his insight and preference for actual FACTS make him one
of the first people to ever disprove the wage gap myth (as early as the 1970's).
Yet today, we still have politicians and society as a whole favoring not only the
"Welfare state" but also feminist propaganda (rape culture, misogynist gamers, ect).
Again and again, they use bogus stats and continue to reward failure.
**Professional victims (Anita/Zoe) / teen pregnacy / baby momas).
Feminists would have you believe facts, data and evidence are tools of misogyny
and of sexist old white men.
So in light of that, I share with you the above videos and hope you'll share them
with anyone who's truly looking to support equality.
To all the Feminists out there:
If you too believe in equality.. then stand up to those in your group that continue
Alice and Onwards - TwoAlice and Onwards - Two6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"I say, your mouth is open again," said the young man after a long time had passed and Alice had failed to make any reply. " are you troubled with weakness about the jaw?"
Alice's stare had become almost comical. The young man was forced to wait while she struggled to speak. "But you couldn't have known I was coming," she said with some effort.
"Why not?" asked the gentleman, who wasn't even minding her reply but brushing a bit of lint from his immaculate waistcoat.
"Because I didn't even know it myself!"
The young man waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, tosh. People will latch onto their little fancies. Whether you knew it or not is utterly beside the point, which is that " he stopped, squinting. He'd lost where he was going. When he'd recoupled his t
Jealous!DenmarkXReader- Jealous KingJealous!DenmarkXReader- Jealous King2 years ago in Humor More Like This
"(Name)!!!" Mathias, your boyfriend, whined. "Hurry uuup!!"
"Just give me a second, Matt!" You said.
Mathias sighed. What was taking you so long? You had never taken this long to get ready. He decided to go check on you. He found you in the kitchen, talking to Tino. You two were laughing quietly about something and talking in hushed voices, as if it were a secret. Tino laughed a bit louder, and you shushed him, wacking him on the arm. You then both nodded, and Tino went into the living room, while you walked towards Mathias.
"What was that about?" Mathias asked, a bit too defensively.
"Nothing." You said as you walked passed him and towards the door, still smiling.
Mathias had really no idea why, but you, for some reason, planned an entire day with him. It wasn't unusual, you were boyfriend and girlfriend after all, but what usually happened was that you did things that you both liked. Today you were only doing things that he li
FightingYou can't do it.Fighting1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give up now.
That's what everyone tells me.
That some things that are just impossible.
Are they right?
I won't give up.
I won't quit.
I will keep trying,
And even if I get hurt,
And fall along the way,
I will go on,
And I will never stop,
People Like You People Like YouPeople Like You4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
There are those that are great....and some not so much. But those not so great people can gain the confidence to become great thanks to one person's touch. There are the illustrators who draw their drawings beautifully. But they can't do it without the inspiration from people like you and me. Now there are those we hate and some we just dislike. But even they cause inspiration like a drawing of a fight. Now there those who we love and those who we just like...they are the cause inspiration more often almost every day and night. There are those who encourage you to share your creativity with others...many of them friends and many of them mothers. Now there are those who don't understand and they cover that up with hate. But you encouragers tell us to keep on trying and
A Small Error of ChromatismAh, it was raining. Fenoglio sat in his study while his young grandchildren played in the halls of his home. He was cuddling two of his favorite kittens to his heart's content. It seemed that the children were less rowdy today, a treat that came only with rain and gray, clouded skies. It was a fine day, indeed.A Small Error of Chromatism3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The turtle-faced man relaxed in his large, leather arm chair and continued to pet his kittens. His thoughts began to drift away, to the world where only dreams live. As the quiet, rhythmic tapping of rain on his window lulled him to sleep, the cats escaped his grasp and scampered beneath his Oakwood desk for cover. It didn't concern him much - nothing really did when he was tired - especially on a day such as this one.
They began raining down in delightful shades of pastels and neons from the violet sky overhead. He would need to bake himself another cake later.
Fenoglio woke with a start. Loud bangs on his front door stole him from the soft blanket of his
Allison's RPG Rules, 77-100:Things Allison Beriyani is No Longer Allowed to do in an RPG, 77-100:Allison's RPG Rules, 77-100:3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
77. If we end up doing more damage than the terrorists that attacked at the royal ball, this will cause a penalty on my seduction check.
78. No making a full-body leather gimp suit for the dwarfish cleric, even if he really needs one.
79. I cannot take levels in Creeper.
80. Even though he is not technically undead, Slenderman probably isn't a cleric of Palor.
81. Cursed Items do not make good royal wedding presents, even if the bride really should be mine.
82. Will not suggest Plot to The GM that is worse than what he was already thinking, just because I don't feel like I'm leveling up fast enough.
83. Will not make the party spend more in-game time playing dress-up than in combat.
84. Especially if it's cross-dressing.
85. Will not beat the GM's political game with basic accounting.
86. When I solo a Shuggoth with my Non-Euclidian Vorpal Spoon, the game is over.
87. Anything that shoots projectiles of any sort is n
Golden AfternoonI long to go back to the daysGolden Afternoon2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When all was not stained these muted grays,
But shaded hues of golden afternoon;
I feel like everything ended too soon...
Wishing I could return to the place
Where you always had a smiling face,
With fallen leaves stuck in our hair,
And dirt that seemed to cling everywhere...
Leaving trails through the empty forest wood,
Racing to catch up, if only I could...
Lost out in the middle of nowhere,
When my heart is gone, you can find it there...
Everything was shiny and gold,
Never thinking that we would grow old,
I'd take a nap and dream of bees,
Lurking there, safari through the trees...
The jungle cat would lie in the shade,
Watching, as my dreams slowly fade...
This place only exists within my memory,
Yet no one can wake me from this reverie...
It's my sacred secret place,
Where I vanish, without a trace...
Cry for Eternity - PrologueCry for Eternity - Prologue3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Cry- v. (krī) - 1. To shed tears, esp. as an expression of distress or pain. 2. To shout, scream, or call out in fear, pain, grief, or defiance
"GET OUT OF MY BUCKING WAY!"
On any other day, Twilight Sparkle would never have dared to shout so rudely at anypony, and she definitely would never, ever have used such coarse language. Today, however, wasn't any other day.
She couldn't remember how she had gotten to Canterlot, nor could she, for the life of her, feel any patience for the ponies in the crowded street. She needed to be at Canterlot General Hospital now, even if it meant barreling through every pony in Equestria. Luckily, most of the city's population knew her, either from her time as their Princess' personal student and protégé, or from the accolades she had received since then. Saving Equestria no less than three times doesn't exactly go unnoticed. Either way, the sight of the desperate, frantic, and somewhat well-
Welcome Home Prologue. ReturnWelcome Home Prologue. Return3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Three years ago, I was separated from my team.
Ever since then, I've been trying to find my way back home. A fourteen year old girl, all alone, tried to get back home. And now, three years later at seventeen, I'm finally running back to the heavenly gates of Konoha that I've been dreaming of for so long. I've waited for what seems a lifetime to be here.
My short, bubblegum hair was now mid-back, and I have different clothing as well, but that didn't matter- I'm still, and always will, be Haruno Sakura of the Hidden Leaves village.
With each step I take, I get more nervous.
I had one person always on my mind while I was away, Naruto-kun.
I ran faster and faster, tears running down my cheeks. The bright and sunny aurora of Konohagakure was welcoming me before my comrades. Its humid weather gave me an odd sense of familiarity. The tall, ancient oak and pine trees surrounded me with its luscious scent. Just being here, made me at ease.
The tall gates of Konoha
Allison's RPG Rules, 1-25:Things Allison-Beriyani is no longer allowed to do in an RPG 1-25:Allison's RPG Rules, 1-25:3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
1. If the GM asks me where an NPC is, the answer better not be "Right now? Mostly in my small intestine."
2. If playing a Cleric, not allowed to consecrate people, places, things or intangible concepts.
3. Not allowed to De-Consecrate them either.
4. No skirting around the GM's "NO DROW" policy by radically altering their emo personalities. As bad as the angst is, Peppy Cheerleaders, Guidos and Sheldon Cooper knockoffs are worse.
5. Not allowed to buy another player's Cursed D20.
6. Or steal it.
7. Or promise sexual favors from other players to him for it.
8. And it is most certainly not a "Star-Crossed Lover" with my Octarine percentile that always rolls in the 90's.
9. While accurate to the species, my Evils campaign Dragon needs a better overall motivation than "SWAG".
10. Not allowed to abuse jousting rules by having the Sprite ride on my head.
11. When told that we're going to be facing a gelatinous cube, I
Children of Loss Chapter 47Children of Loss Chapter 471 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The next morning, Nico woke up like he normally did—on his side, curled up. The only difference was that he was not in his bed. The boy let out a groan as he heard Percy's voice, which seemed to come in and out, like the young man was moving around in the rest of the suite. Well, at least until the door was flung open.
“Yes, I'll make sure he goes to see a doctor. No, we don't need him getting the other kids infected.”
Nico's brow furrowed as he opened his eyes. This proved to be a mistake, as Percy flung open the curtains at this exact moment. Nico let out a groan, shielding his eyes. Percy smirked and held the phone closer to the bed.
“He does sound horrible.” Percy smirked as Nico glared at him. “Okay, thank you. I'll have him back in school on Monday.”
As Percy hung up the phone, Nico sat up, letting the sheets fall from his torso. “What was that about?” He asked, rubbing at his eyes.
“Your school,” was Pe
Broken WatchHope was killing me every day,Broken Watch10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
so I threw my broken watch to the sea.
Since then I wake drowning every night,
at the same hour it had stopped ticking.
Allison's RPG Rules, 26-52:Things Allison-Beriyani is No Longer allowed to Do in an RPG, 26-52:Allison's RPG Rules, 26-52:3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
26. Even though I made them for Candyland, cannot play a Dire Gummi Bear.
27. Actively begging the GM for a Jabberwock (minimum level 26) when the party is still only level 5 because I have a Vorpal Spoon is frowned upon by other players.
28. My halfling shoving orange halves under his shirt will not let him seduce the Gnomish engineers into building something for us. Even if I do make the Bluff check by 30 points.
29. My God is not Duck of Many Things, Htrukkuktrik the Inarticulate, anything from Discworld, Cheesus Rice, Rolap, Persnicket The Oddly Specific, Neil DeGrass Tyson, a random NPC, a random landmark, or another Player.
30. There will be no more Undead Clerics of Palor, even if they do make ideal suicide bombers.
31. My God is not The Bird, and it is not my mission to ask people if they've heard His Word.
32. When facing Priestesses of Lolth, I need more than a can of Raid and a rolled-up newspaper.