Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She opened her eyes, and saw that the Enderman had backed away slightly, and was now holding out a hand to help her up. The blond stared. What... Why on earth? In utter confusion, she grabbed it's hand and let out a yelp as it hoisted her to her feet with ease and held out the diamond block she'd abandoned when she'd run away. But why? Fleet tilted her head and took the block, looking into the Enderman's eyes. It stared back and seemed to quiver a little, but it could still move. Why? Just... Why?
The answer was because it liked those big bright blue eyes, and the shiny hair. The Enderman wondered whether or not the hair was soft. Fleet didn't understand why it was staring at her hair... Did it want to pet her or someth- Her question was answered as it raised it's hand to her head and ran it through her short hair. It sent a small shock through her, jolting her body. It was indeed soft, and the Enderman could detect a
Peripeteia: ProlougeThe hole is open. The story begins.Peripeteia: Prolouge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The sky is dark over the Everfree forest. There are stars that shine in the air, but they do not glitter. They seem painted on, mainly for show. They seem slightly wrong. Even the moon, caught between half and crescent as it wanes in time and fades away, seems strangely artificial, with a shape too bulky, and craters too big.
The Everfree forest seems natural enough, darkened to near blackness as it is, but it is strangely without sound. There is wind, as it blows at Force Three or Four, tugging at every branch and leaf, whistling as they undulate in the breeze. But the animals are absent. Nature seems silenced. As if all that grew, moved, thought and ate were at some secret place of worship. Or if they had fled from some great, powerful force of destruction.
A few leaves individually flit between the trees. Was that a rabbit, darting behind the tree? The grass bends and sways.
Then comes the step. Water parts and leaps, in the wake of the ste
FoE: Broken SteelFoE: Broken Steel4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stable 88, a control Stable constructed by Stable-Tec over two hundred years ago to protect over five hundred ponies from a Mega Spell Disaster. It did its job, it saved those who made it into the Stable when the call came out, but it also sealed the fate of them all too. When the bombs fell and the giant steel door rolled into place and was driven in by the mechanical arm, it broke. No pony had ever found out what happened but they say that the vibrations from the bombs damaged a vital internal component that jammed the steel door's locking system in place, permanently sealing the Stable from the outside world.
For two hundred or so years the huge Stable continued life, everypony lived and died as the years passed. The Stable was supposed to house six hundred but when the door closed, only five hundred and fifty two made it in. Despite this, the Stable was said to house enough genetic diversity to allow the populace to live in the Stable for at
Twilight's Best Friend: Part 4Part Four: Ponies Don't Fear The ReaperTwilight's Best Friend: Part 44 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight sat at the bottom of that dark pit cradling Dewdrop's body for what seemed like an eternity, though it couldn't have been longer than a few seconds. She shook constantly, sobbing into Dewdrop's matted, dusty hair.
"You stupid, silly pony" she whispered hoarsely to Dewdrop as she held her in her hooves, though she wasn't sure if she'd aimed that at Dewdrop or herself. Her head was awash with angry, guilty thoughts, her stomach was a boiling maelstrom and she wanted to be sick.
"There's no such thing as 'evil'" Princess Luna had once told her. "No pony gets up one morning and decides that they're going to go out and do bad things. They do bad things thinking that they're the most reasonable and logical reactions to a situation." Was it true? Had Twilight really gone too far? Was it more than just a terrible accident?
Not even Princess Luna in her darkest of hours had ever killed another pony. It was unheard of. Inconceivable.
Twilight's Best Friend: Part 3Part Three: Dewdrop Dazzle Must Die!Twilight's Best Friend: Part 34 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Twilight had woken early the next morning just as the sun was rising. She had managed to sneak out of the house without Dewdrop waking up, or so she had hoped. Ponyville looked beautiful as the sun reflected off the glistening water left from last night's storm, but Twilight had no time to appreciate it. She was on a mission.
Carefully making sure she wasn't followed, Twilight had trekked to the far outskirts of Ponyville, to a mountainous, treacherous region just outside of the Whitetail Woods known locally as the 'Rocky Mountains' despite technically being a collection of rocky hills. Ponies generally never ventured this far out there was nothing interesting for miles save for craggy rocky spires and stony mounds where nothing would grow. It was here that she lifted the spade she had brought and began digging.
The ground was hard, and even though Twilight was using her magic to lift the spade, it still took a good few hours until she
Meet'n SleepWhere am I?!; is the first thing that goes through your mind after you've opened your eyes.Meet'n Sleep5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You're surrounded by huge trees and thick, green bushes. You blink perplexed, aren't you supposed to be [insert former whereabouts and occupation here] and now you're in this vast jungle, for that is what you have confirmed.
You can hear the sounds of distant and nearby animals, the rustling of plants on the ground and leafs high above your head. And then the heat hits you. It is a dry heat that makes it hard to breath for the first few seconds. The air seems to be thick around these parts, almost like you can cut it with a knife but you have no knife with you. In fact, all you are wearing is [insert sparse clothing here].
How the hell did this happen?!
You are confused, but strangely not afraid. There has to be an explanation why you're here.
After some more wondering inspection of your new environment you decide that there is no point in just standing around. Driven by curiosity you start
A Horrible Self InsertionToday in Ponyville the streets were bustling with noise. It was market time, and so most of the town was out enjoying the sunny day. Suddenly, from the center of town, a bright light began to appear. All the ponies stared in aw as it grew in intensity, before it finally let out one last giant flash of light. When the crowd was able to look again, what they saw sitting on the street shocked and awed them all.A Horrible Self Insertion4 years ago in Humor More Like This
A horribly sun baked couch, now pink, sat on the cobble stone walkway with a scorch marks all around it's edges. Then, they all realized something else was on the couch. Something no pony had ever seen before. It sat in a manner that only a pony the locals knew would sit. It's back was against the back of the couch. It's rear legs ran along the cushion and down to the ground, where odd looking horse shoes covered it's... hooves?
Not one pony made a peep as the strange creature stared on into the crowd. A strange orange object was seen in one of it's hands. A plad baseball ca
When your hands can mimic birdsWhen your hands can mimic birds,When your hands can mimic birds3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
you lose the need for sound.
A flight of words that bear no chirp
are none the less profound.
They don't perch on a pitch.
They don't possess the need .
They fly until you've seen their song,
then silently recede.
No one could find more freedom than
the freedom granted flight.
No one can see more beauty than in
words passed left to right.
Who are you?Why should I believe that I don't see?Who are you?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why should I care if you don't agree with me?
Why should I accept things I don't like?
Why should I love everything you do?
Why can't I believe in what I don't see?
Why can't I care for what you say?
Why can't I accept things that we can't agree?
Why can;t I love the things that goes between us?
I chose to believe what I don't see.
Not because I'm an idiot,
Because I want to put faith into something,
other then myself.
Why should I care what you have to say if you don't care for me?
But I chose to care even if I don't want to.
Why can't you accept that not everyone is like you!
Who cares if people don't like a certain thing?
Who cares if one is fat or one is thin?
Who cares if one is a homophobic or one that supports?
Who cares if one is happy or sad?
Who gives? Who cares? Who are you in my life?
Who cares! We're all are human,
and we see different perspectives.
Sooner or later your going to find
someone you hate,
and I w
Iron AvengersIron Avengers7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Iron Man sat in his Lab, checking Newscasts and reports
Super Villain this, Super villain that, the current avengers team was stretched , not counting the days where they have to go to outer space or across the globe to help others
There is a need for another team, but what Team.
Establishing West Cost Avengers didnt work well, and neither having two Avengers Team, then he found it, he should initiated Project Iron Avengers
Captain America didnt like it when he showed it to him before but he isnt here anymore.
So he Bring up the Iron Avengers Folder on his display screen, hmm first target to acquire The Wasp or Janet van Dyne, she shouldnt be hard
He invite her to a nigh at his condo which is hiding one of his many secret bases
While eating dinner he raises his watch and click and suddenly metal tentacles appear and hold Janet
What the hell Tony
This is for the good of mankind Janet, sorry
And sleeping gas is speared on her and she fall u
Shonen Jump vs Capcom: MalthaelShonen Jump vs Capcom: Malthael1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
No one can stop death...
Whatever the choice in the end, it does not matter for me... I abstain
Death is the void, and all mortals fear it.
(vs Ryu) The souls of man show their potential for greatness but facing me will be your very last.
(vs Chun-Li) Your sense of justice were meaningless as Tyrael.
(vs Alex) All strength but no rage against me, Nephalem.
(vs Morrigan) You have throw away your heir to your demon realm.
(vs Falcon) Could the stone hold similar powers to the Black Soulstone?
(vs Tessa) Your pursuit of knowledge will only lead you to your death.
(vs Strider) You will be the last of your kind.
(vs X) There will be peace in death once I've bring an end to the Eternal Conflict.
(vs Zero) Man or machine, no matter what time they came, death will consume all.
(vs Nero) Your bloodline is nothing but a nuisance for not using absolute power within you.
(vs Viewtiful Joe) Even so-called heroes will all bow before death.
(vs Arthur) I'll make you wish you were faci
Chapter 15: Redoran Hortator Part 1Chapter 15: Redoran Hortator Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
"I'm sorry for that, for what I said last night. Of course you're worth it…you mean everything to me," Julan said as he stared at the ceiling in our room at the Halfway Tavern. His expression pained. I turned over, and kissed his forehead then burrowed under the covers. "Anni,what was the nature of your relationship with Nels, honestly?"
"I'd be a cad if I told you—" I laughed. I then saw the look on face, much like mine, I imagine, when he told me of Shani.
"Well, I met up with him the first month after landing here. I was only with him for a week, before heading to Dagon Fel. Julan, it was nothing serious. I made no pretensions that it was.
"Maybe he thought it was more."
"Perhaps, but Jules, I made my intentions clear from the start. I really think he was more in love with the idea of being in love and unrequited love, perhaps."
Maybe," he said skeptically. "Anyone else I might have to face?"
"Not in Vvardenfell
Only a Chilling Elegy lyricsIn time, the birds will cease their chirpingOnly a Chilling Elegy lyrics5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In time, the winds will overflow with deceit
In time, the flowers will hide their buds
In time, the moon will forget its cycle
In time, the sky will be captured by the night
In time, the sea will freeze over
He's coming. Hell will be exposed.
He's coming to attack. Even dreams will freeze.
The voices of you insects gradually wears on my nerves
I'll teach you your place, you lower life-forms
Time for the perfect emperor to get his wish
The poem of love is only a chilling elegy
Even today, the bugs crawl over the ground
Flattering me as they seek their prey
Fine words are nothing but empty consolation
Everything shall bow down before me
Futile courage is only a chilling elegy
The day I'll seize eternal life will be a great day for these worms
He's coming. Hell will be exposed. He's coming to attack. Even dreams will freeze.
He is coming, freezing me-!
In time, the birds will cease their chirping. In time, the winds will overflow with deceit
Stream of Consciousness Skit 1Stream of Consciousness Skit 14 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sitting on the porch, wrapped in a warm electric blanket, buzzing faintly
Snowy fields as far as the eye can see
In my mitten coated hands I sip some warm cocoa and lay back in my rocking chair
And just lazily stare at the falling snowflakes
A breeze rolls in gets a little cold as some powdery debris fondles my bare scalp, rushing by my face
As it passes I take a deep breath, the cool crisp air filling my lungs,bringing me new life
Then exhale as a puff of condensed air escapes my lips, and then dissipates
Silence fills the porch as the wind dies down, only my blanket and chair can faintly be heard
Then I close my eyes again
And never awaken
Parasite TearsLangley had wandered away for the moment.Parasite Tears3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Com-D had work in the area so she'd told him she was off to get something to eat and she'd be back very soon.
It took a bit of assuring him she wouldn't go too far & would be careful, but she got away from him for the moment.
Truthfully, it wasn't food she was after at all, it was someone who she sensed in the area.
She walked carefully around the dark & quiet area, her sense of that someone becoming stronger.
Finally she spotted exactly the person she was looking for.
"Jon! Hey, Jon! I knew I'd find you here!" she called out, waving & rushing over to him.
The other parasite shuddered at the sound of her voice, keeping close to his host like usual.
"Langley? What do you want?!" Jon snapped at her, rather annoyed.
She laughed a bit, "Oooh Jon, you're so mean- I just want to ask you a few things-"
"I refuse. You're a harmful parasite who steals souls for no good reason & tried to take my host from me." Jon interrupted.
Langley pouted, "Jooonnn pl
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world
Bad Harmony and Wonderful ChaosWhat is friendship? According to definition, friendship is 'a relationship between two or more people who hold mutual affection for each other'. I was just thinking, is friendship real? Are the Elements of Harmony really meaningful? Take a moment to go through the Elements, honesty, laughter, generosity, kindness, and loyalty.Bad Harmony and Wonderful Chaos3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Honesty. I was honest with my friends. I never lied to them, cause I'd feel bad if I did. But she lied to me. Why should I tell her the truth and be honest with her? I couldn't even trust her 80% of the time. She didn't care, she's a liar. I could lie to any of my 'friends' and they won't even know that I lied to them. No.. Trust between friends is important.. Even if she has lied, she told the truth when you questioned her. Honesty builds up trust, friends are suppose to trust each other.
Laughter. I tried my hardest to make my friends laugh. Even if it goes as far as humiliating myself publicly. I just wanted to see them smile. But d
Dragonite and The Tree of Life: Chapter 6Dragonite and The Tree of Life: Chapter 62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dragonite and Will continued to chase Clay towards a dense forest. They chased with no prevail. Will hopped on Dragonite's back and they flew a rapid pace towards Clay. They charged him and they all fell onto the moist soil of the Dacian forest. Clay dropped a skull and a pokeball. Clay recovered and grabbed his items. Just after Dragonite and Will jumped up.
Clay released the pokemon inside of the pokeball. A stocky blue pokemon came out of the ball. Neither Will or Dragonite knew what the pokemon was. Will stood about 10 feet away from Clay, when he said “You're not really here! It's been a year and a half since the disasters happened! You're dead...DEAD! Coballion, use Iron Head!” The pokemon charged not at Dragonite, but at Will! Coballion sent Will flying into a tree.
As he leaned against the tree Will said “Dragonite, Fir
Pokemon Mausu no Hari-Chapter 4-Friends ReturnPokemon Mausu no Hari-Chapter 4-Friends Return3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Clay!, I forgot to ask what could you possibly be doing here?" Wizom said "I was gonna start trying to earn badges here with Rogue." The red dyed riolu smiled at Wizom. "I missed you little guy" Wizom said as petting Rogue on the head. "I got some pokemon too!" Wizom sent out Squirmander and Bubble. "No way...those couldn't happen to be from...the dacian region could they?" "As a matter of fact they are, Clay." Clay looked puzzled and it was almost as if you could hear the gears rotating in his brain. "Well I can't figure out how you managed to get into the Dacian region and retrieve the pokemon." Clay finally said. "Oh I didn't get them, they were both gifts." "Oh. Lately I've been studying the Dacian region and it's just overwhelming, I can't figure how to get in or out." Clay said confused "Hold on I have a great idea!" "What is it." Wizom replied "Ok, I'm not trying to retrieve the badges, but just trying to stop Team Boulder...from reaching the Da
Remnants of VvardenfellRemnants of Vvardenfell3 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Relmyna! Relmyna, you need to get up!"
A familiar voice breaks the thick veneer of sleep in my mind. I open my eyes slightly to address the voice. My mother hovers over me, a wild, terrified look laying deep in her red eyes. Her hands soon yank back my blanket and grab my from my groggy stupor. Father approaches and puts a hand on the doorjamb, his hair and beard covered with slag. I squint, confusion being washed away by pure dread.
A mighty rumbles bursts from the bowels of Nirn, and tosses my footing awry, slamming me into the wall. My shoulder screams at the impact and my head rebounds off of the wall. My vision is obfuscated, and I reach up to wipe my eyes, to dispel some left-over sleep. Father is on the floor when I completely come to, blood trickling over his face, leaving a crusted wake on the soft wrinkles in his grey skin.
Mother runs a hand across his hair, loosening some soot from it, her fingers sticky with blood. She looks at me, eyes wide, bleary with tears. "Relmyna,"
Almost Human - Chapter 1: Prelude to MadnessI hope you enjoy the little gift I left behind. I'd love to see your face right now as you receive it. Your blood must be boiling over, your heart racing for the horror your eyes have witnessed, your mind flooding with adrenaline to come after me. All that drive and resolve drowning that constant stoic and brooding stare. Oh, how I'd love to be standing right in front of you to witness the reaction to my present. But alas, my attention is needed elsewhere. That idiot Harley Quinn of mine cannot function properly without my lead. But don't you fret my dear Dark Knight, by the time you finished reading this I'll be waiting for you. I will be waiting on the rooftops of Gotham; they will function as our stage. The scarce stars and moon hanging over the light polluted pestilent city will be our spotlight. Join me darling for another dance in our magnificent play. I'll be waiting, I always am.Almost Human - Chapter 1: Prelude to Madness2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Batman crumpled the note in his black gloved clutches and threw it angrily at the gr
Only You. Chapter 1Only YouOnly You. Chapter 12 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Only you can make this world seem right
Only you can make the darkness bright
Only you and you alone
can thrill me like you do
and fill my heart with love for only you
Only you can make this change in me
for it's true, you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
understand the magic that you do
You're my dream come true
my one and only you
Only you can make this change in me
for it's true, you are my destiny
When you hold my hand
I understand the magic that you do
You're my dream come true
my one and only you..."
Batman broke down as he stopped the last missed call he received from Joker.
It all happened so quickly. Why did he have to make things so difficult for himself all the time?
"If he just calmed down and let me help him for once, then he might still be here.."
Bruce trailed off, staring blankly at his hands, the image of the limp body of the pale faced man was still in his mind. How he just lied there in his arms. Dead. How could he feel this way, towards someone w
Resistance, PrologueResistanceResistance, Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Simply the thing I am, shall make me live."
Prologue: Lost in the Fire
Thrumming rain and thrashing leaves overwhelmed the usual silence of the mid-afternoon air. The library was dark, much too dark for anypony to see properly. The tall, book-filled rooms were usually flooded with sunlight, which on most days would pour through the great tree house's numerous windows and spill onto the floor like an overturned barrel of Sweet Apple cider. Today, however, there was no sun to be spiltat least none that could be seen by the unicorn filly that crept through the shelves of the library in search of a family treasure. Apparently, the building's resident dragon had not cared to light even a single candle.
The Pegasus ponies had set up a regular tempest, something that they had to do every so often when a scheduled drizzle was skipped. That seemed to happen quite frequently lately, though no pony was entirely sure why. Lightning arced across the sky, connecting with the