Joyi.Joy5 years ago in Drama More Like This
"How do you know?"
"Who's else would it be?"
"I dunno. G'nite."
"Oh good, you're alive. I thought you had a heart attack on me or something."
"I've been getting sick every morning. It sucks."
"I'm due in June, just before school ends. This actually works in my favor; I have the whole summer off."
"What are we going to do? Devon, we're seventeen."
"I don't know, Lisa, I don't know."
"Devon, it's a girl."
"Is she beautiful?"
"Devon, she's still just barely past the embryo stage. She looks nothing like a human yet."
"I bet she's beautiful."
"C'mon, Lisa, don't cry..."
"Do you even remember what happened?"
"No, not really."
"We were at the park, I think..."
"Yeah, because you came home with grass stains on your dress."
"Oh, that's right. And you said something along the lines of, 'stop worrying, nothing bad is going to ha
AMERICA X READER Hetalia StoryAMERICA X READER Hetalia Story3 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was a beautiful day in japamerica as you strolled gracefully down the street. Your flawlwess, beautiful, silky, flowing, radiant, magnificent locks glistened in the sun and your voluptious, fantastic, super bodacious bod was making all the men within a 91928 mile radius fap themselves dry as every single woman on the planet hated you for being so perfect and smart and amazingly amazing.
Some player hatin' hoe tossed a bomb at you but you just whipped that shit away with your totally rockin' tits and it flew back incinerating her and a nearby building wich you walked away from in slow motion, too cool and baller to even bother looking back.
This only made Ludwig VanMeinKampf notice you and imediately fall in love.
"Ach du lieber!" He exclaimed, "I can't contain meinself!"
He ran to you also in slow motion as he ripped off his shirt exposing his perfectly rippling man muscles that were oiled up and shimmering sexily. You pretended not to be totally impressed by his fabulous
Sherlock Texting War 2Sherlock Texting War 2Sherlock Texting War 23 years ago in Comedy More Like This
SH: Never shopping with you again.
W: UNGLUE THE IGUANA!
W: Where are you, anyway?
SH: I'm hiding in a sandwich shop. Not telling you where.
W: You'll have to come out sooner or later.
SH: Mmmmmmm...No. Busy.
W: Uh huh. I bet in about 3 seconds you'll say you're bored.
SH: John, I'm bored.
W: Called it.
SH: Oh ha ha.
SH: I'm seriously never going shopping with you again.
SH: Did you get what I asked for?
W: Yes. Don't blow anything up.
SH: When have I ever blown anything up?
W: Tower of London.
SH: Not my fault! The stupid guard wouldn't let me in!
W: Bakery on the corner.
SH: Accident. Didn't think a flaming can of shaving foam could actually fly that far.
W: A taxi.
SH: Okay, yeah, that was on purpose. Who charges 20 pounds as a fare?
W: AND you lit me on fire!
SH: You have to admit, that was hilarious.
W: NO it wasn't.
W: And you're not in a sandwich shop, you're downstairs!
SH: About time you
Julius Caesar: RemixedA summarized and modernized version of Julius Caesar, a.k.a. the *stab* play.Julius Caesar: Remixed5 years ago in Comedy More Like This
By Isabel Cooke, with minimal help from William Shakespeare
Act 1, Scene 1
Flavius: Get out of the streets, you lazy idiots! What are you doing, anyway?
Cobbler: Celebrating Caesar!
Marullus: Why, you losers? Pompey is way better. Do you remember when you used to get excited about him? You should be ashamed of yourselves.
Flavius: Let's vandalize statues of Caesar!
Caesar: Make sure you hit my wife so she can have kids.
Soothsayer: Watch out, bub. March 15 is not your lucky day.
Brutus: Oh, I'm so emo! I'm at war with myself.
Cassius: Dude, you're noble. I love you, man. I wouldn't lie to you. You're awesome.
Brutus: I love JC and all, but I don't want him to be king.
Cassius: Yeah, well, he's a wimp anyway. He got sick once. Plus, he's way too powerful.
Brutus: I would rather be a villager than have him be ruler. Hey, he's coming back.
Cassius: Casca will tell u
bully.adam: jane. what are these scars from?bully.3 years ago in Drama More Like This
jane: a fight.
adam: a fight?! with who?
jane: my childhood bully.
adam: and who was that?
jane: not was, adam. is. they still torment me.
adam: what?! who is that?
jane: myself, of course, silly.
adam: do they hurt?
adam: your scars.
jane: no, not anymore.
adam: y'know.. you smile at them sometimes.
jane: i know.
adam: do they make you... happy?
jane: no. i honestly couldn't tell you what happiness feels like anymore.
adam: so why do you smile?
jane: because they remind me what it's like to feel at all.
adam: ..don't i make you happy, jane?
jane: you make things seem not so bad sometimes. but, i wouldn't say happy.
adam: you make me happy.
jane: maybe, adam. maybe.
adam: you do.
jane: i know.
jane: you can't hold me up anymore, okay adam?
jane: you can't support me anymore - be my post to stand on.
adam: why not, jane? it helps you.
jane: i was afraid of that.
jane: you're tall.
jane: awfully tall.
The Pieces(Lights up on a young girl child, sitting on a pink patchwork quilt on the floor of a nursery.)The Pieces4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Pieces taste good. Ripped-up, tasty bits. Candy-tasty. Won't you let me taste a taste? Sweet and juicy, please.
(GIRL sticks her fingers in her mouth and closes her eyes.)
Just a taste. The last taste, the best ever. I want it. Want it.
(GIRL removes her fingers, but keeps her eyes closed.)
Dee-lish. So yummy, goody. The pieces. Just want a tasty taste.
(GIRL opens her eyes, and gets up on her knees.)
Please, it, I need so bad! I want them so, so much. So much. I hurt, please, give. They good for me, just please.
(GIRL stands up, approaches audience, ready to throw a tantrum.)
Give me! Now! Or I rip it myself, give! You're being mean, stop it! I want the pie
The Knife's SpeechIn the early eighteen hundreds, a sixteen year old girl decides to leave her hard home life and go out to seek her fortune. She takes with her a blanket, some food and her father's old knife. On the road to London, the knife speaks to her.The Knife's Speech5 years ago in Drama More Like This
I left the forge in years long gone by,
with blades of great renown and greater strength,
but none of them has done so much as I,
though they may be recalled whilst I am not.
It was with them that men waged cruel war,
displaying awesome power before the world.
I'm agent of small deeds which no one saw,
but which will have effect until Earth's end.
There's little in those youths who name me beautiful,
run fingers down my spine to test me,
feel my balance, call me graceful
and having paid that tribute soon abandon me.
To them I'm but a toy that men outgrow
and leave behind with boyhood.
My subtler power's a power they'll never know
in heat of war and sound of soldiers' feet.
Yet gentle women know my power well;
and quiet girls unleash my strengt
OC memeby ~TrafalgarlawfangirlOC meme3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Writer's Block OC meme
Created by: Trafalgarlawfangirl
I. Alright guys, you know the drill, choose 5 of your OCs and add a short description below (Even if you know what they look like the people who read it don't! Write it as if you were explaining it to an idiot!). If you don't have 5 OCs then make one up on the spot! Seriously, sometimes the random characters you make are some of the ones you have the most fun with.
-curly dark red hair golden eyes tall, lithe wears gothic/punk clothing -19
-messy cut coffee colored hair dark brown eyes medium height wears sweats or jeans -16
-chocolate colored hair: long bangs and short in back cerulean eyes medium height wears casual or semi punk looking clothes -16
-dark red hair that stick up in back red eyes tallish -plain clothes, occasionally stained with blood -18
-light blue, si