Virtual Reality - Chapter 1 - Loading... Here is the first chapter of that other story I told you I was going to release! Any Pewdiepie fans out there? I saw a few little fanarts about if these two met up in the world of Amnesia so I started to write. Here ya go! Let me know what you think.Virtual Reality - Chapter 1 - Loading...2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
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I groaned as I squeezed my eyes closed and sat up. As my eyes fluttered open the numb pain in the back of my head worsened. Everything was blurred in the darkness. Despite that I tried to stand but felt something push down on my shoulder. I screamed while flailing and attempting to escape the grip.
"Hey calm down, bro."
"Who's there?" There were footsteps.
"Name's Felix. Don't worry; I'm on your side." My vision finally cleared and I saw someone perched in the chair on the other side of the room. He had shaggy blonde hair on his tall lanky body.
Creating Original SpeciesSo, hello and welcome, once again, to one of my long-as-longcat text tutorials. This one here is going to be on the creation of original species. Unlike my other tutorials, this one is going to be better organized and hopefully make more sense, although, like all my other tutorials, it's going to be more a guide, than anything else. After all, you might not like, or even have to follow, everything I do, though I hope I can at least lay down a good path for you to follow, least you decide you want to follow it at all.Creating Original Species2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
For this tutorial here, I will be using one of my own, nearly-original species, my biological vampires. These are simple characters, more humanoid than anything, and a very good springboard for showing one what developing an original species can do for you, your story, or anything else you plan on using these species on. Along the way, though, I will also be stating things that might apply outside my vampire species, and might apply to your species. Whether you use them or
Your body's not you, you knowHe looked at me, quiet for a long time until I started feeling nervous.Your body's not you, you know2 months ago in Sketches More Like This
"Human," he said. His voice was low and soft in a way that made me feel much younger than I was. "Your body's not you." I stared at him. "Your body. It's not who you are. It's like a house in which you live. You have to maintain it and keep it as safe as you can. Sure, the way you dress it up in things you like will let people know your tastes. But no one would mistake your house for you. Your house is not you. People might feel compelled to judge how you care for it. But no sickness, no unsightly wound it gets would describe your soul." He paused. I kept staring at him.
"Why, are you chocked?" he said with a faint smile. "Did you seriously believe I would keep telling tasteless jokes forever?"
I took a deep breath, ready to say something.
"Don't think it'll be a common thing. This. Caressing your ego," he interrupted. He pointed at my face with one of his long fingers. Leaned closer and tapped at my mouth with it.
Ice LullabyCold, seeking warmth,Ice Lullaby3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Biting with icy fingers.
Things once there,
Like a memory.
Tearing, rendering limbs numb,
Leaving void of life.
Out of reach,
Trapped beneath the icy waters.
Agony, as life slips away,
Stolen on death's cold wings.
Made of snow,
In courts of cold.
Deadly, and fragile, together.
Memories, fleeing away,
With life's last breath.
Children who once played,
With flurries of white,
On the breath of winter,
Now lie in their graves of snow,
Bound in winter's embrace.
Gone, no warmth re
Love is for the WeakI am sure you know the bondLove is for the Weak4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Tying you to the dark blade
Of Death; buried by a spade,
Or ashes thrown in a pond.
Just a second; now, you're dead.
The bond has come to an end.
You're now free! Come take my hand
And quietly rest your head.
But I see your wrist, too, wears
This red and putrefied scar
Carven on the bright altar
Of Love a scar your One shares,
A scar born from a useless
Yet shameless bond, tying thee
As it ties humanity
To its oldest, worst mistake.
Tenderness and affection
This is only for the Weak;
No time to waste in passion
You just have your life to seek.
One hand tied by heart's fetter
The other one rotted by
Grave's shackle; you said goodbye
To freedom: does it matter?
You're too weak and cannot bear
The burden of being alone.
You love this cage; but the throne
Of high souls lies far from here.
You used to have a dream but
You cannot open your wing
Anymore. Chains must be cut.
Reaching your dream's now forgotten:
Your time's wasted in li
BeautifulI can be fakeBeautiful3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can smile falsely
I can laugh through pain
I can sugar-coat
I can be perfect
I can be a girl
I can comb my hair
I can wear contacts
I can pile on pounds of make-up
I can drink gallons of low-fat, low-carb potion
I can be a boho chic
I can smoke weed
I can play cool
I can be goth
I can wear all black
I can be cold
I can be emo
I can be silent
I can be sullen
I can lie so well you wouldn't know the difference between the lie and the real me
I can be kind
I can be vulnerable
I can be breakable
I can be hurt
I can love
I can be loved
I can hate
I can be hated
I can be soft
I can be delicate
I can be human
II who is crying.I1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I in despair.
I who is trying.
I who wants care.
I know not love.
I only know hate.
I who does push and shove.
I guess it's my fate.
I who wonders why the world is round.
I who wonders why like is not Yet found.
Dear me, dear my.
I only seem to cry.
So tell me.
I want to die.
Hunger Game Oc ProfileHunger Game Oc Profile2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hunger Game Oc Profile
Here's is another Oc template profile kind of thing for your Hunger Game character.....so enjoy.
Date of Birth:
On the Field:
Family & Relationships
TornTorn apart with internal conflictTorn6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Ripped asunder by external pain
Eclectic melting pot
A refining crucible
Turned on its head
Strength reversed to flaccid weakness
Individual despots craving control
Initial foundations lost forever
A creature created in bastardised circumstance
Rampaging onwards with no direction
Purity sacrificed integrity gone
Slay the beast quickly
Let it die without remorse
Don't let it go screaming and kicking
Let it whimper as it's cleanly dispatched
Its kindness not cruelty to end its misery
Out of its ashes a phoenix may rise
Boo RadleyBoo RadleyBoo Radley10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is he disturbed, or distressed?
angered, or depressed.
Brother of a fiend,
Father to nothing.
Lover of the mind,
Hater of the same kind.
Feeling stuck, almost trapped,
Some may say,
He fears life, and his emptyness,
for he has to strive to survive
also fearing others,
Yet he needs them.
Arthur needs freedom from his thoughts,
As well as what others have sought.
He gives charity,
in multiple forms.
Whether it be curiosity,
or plain parodoxity.
He resides not in maycomb.
He lives in the very secluded mind,
Of others, Unlike his kind.
To others, he's boo.
He is Radley.
Hunger Games: OC sheet.Welcome To the Annual Hunger Games! You have been chosen to travel to our magnificent Capital to compete in this exciting tournament! If you win, you'll get to stay in your districts Victors Village and live in the lap of luxury for the rest of your life! If you lose you'll die! There can only be one winner! Fill out the sheet below and read the instructions at the end!Hunger Games: OC sheet.3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Part 1:Skill Points
Choose how many points you want to devote to each skill. You can not go over your point limit. Choose carefully, it could mean the difference between life and death.
(You'll tell us your District latter on)
District 1: Luxury Goods for the Capitol
District 2: Medicine (Also trains Peacemakers, creates nuclear weapons, and mines stone quarries)
District 3: Machinery/Factories (Electronics)
District 4: Fishing District
District 5: Breeding/ Splicing DNA District
District 6: Scientific Research District
District 7: Lumber and Construction (Timber and Paper)
District 8: Weaving/ Clothing making (Textil
moonhe reads to her, tells her what it was like to be a sailor of the seas on the moon. "don't stop talking," she tells him, dozing off, imagining the seas of zephyr.moon1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
spyglass on the moon a million miles away, the ether shatters by a little girl on her toes, standing on her mattress, clinging to her window above. stain glass eyes in the wake of moon and she breathes as the sea slamming onto the pane, receding and reaching; clouding and clearing. her breaths reach the moon and the moon reaches back with her hands pressed to the girl's eyes.
"one day," she tells the moon, the boy still at her bedside, "you and i will be together."
Jeff The Killer x Reader part oneJeff The Killer x Reader part one1 year ago in Settings More Like This
________'s Point Of View:
An uneasy feeling brews in my gut as I briskly walked home from school. "H-hello?" I nervously call out, stuffing my mittened hands into my pockets. A small rustling sound echoes through the darkened street as I begin to sprint home. What if it's the killer? Reports say his killings have been nearing Willowbrook Road (A/N: That's where you live in this fanfic)....
I finger the dagger in my pocket, ready to pull it out if needed. I slow my pace down slightly, rounding the corner. Glancing behind myself quickly, I scan the street. No movement. I let out a soft sigh, unlocking the door. Pushing it open I call out, “Mum, you home?" She waves at me from the kitchen, a grim smile on her face.
"Welcome home darling, your Father will be working late." she smiles quickly at me, a quick, but beautiful smile. "Okay," I murmur, "I'll be in my room if you need me."
I flop down onto bed, spreading my textbooks in front of me. "I think I'll do English first..." I yawn,
Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 17You and Jeff landed on the other side of the portal. You looked around you and saw mountains and trees as far as the eye could see. Pennsylvania was indeed beautiful.Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 171 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Were here." Masky announced.
You looked to your left and saw a house, a rather large one in fact, hidden partially by trees.
"This is where Eyeless Jack lives. He built this house big in case all of us wanted to move here." Jeff said.
The six of you walked up to the house and Slenderman knocked on the door.
The door opened and a boy looked out. He looked like he was wearing a mask with holes dripping black paint where the eyes should be. The mask was blue. Other than that he looked like a normal teenager with dark brown hair and a black hoodie.
"Hey guys!" He pointed to you and Alicia. "Who are they?"
Jeff put his arm around you. "This is my wife (Insert Your Name) and her friend Alicia."
"Wife huh? Nice to meet you both.... Just call me Jack."
Everyone carried their things inside. Jack showed everyone their rooms. You a
Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 13You awoke in your bed wrapped up in the blankets. You sat up quickly, the events from yesterday flooding back into your mind. You look at the spot where Jeff should be. "He must be downstairs..." You thought.Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 131 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
sliding out of bed quickly you wrapped one of the sheets around you and darted for the bathroom, taking a long shower. You slid on a white sweater, but ironically thought better of it. You were exactly "pure" anymore. Instead you put on a black tank top and red skinny jeans. You pulled your hair into a slick bun at the top of you head with a red elastic headband. You went downstairs and saw Jeff sitting on the sofa watching Spongebob on Tv.
You sat down next to him.
"Hey Beautiful." He said, kissing you. "Do you feel okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine." You smiled. "Wheres Masky and BEN?
"They stayed over at Slenderman's castle." He said casually.
"His castle?" You asked, confused. Jeff just smiled, aware of your confusion.
"Slendy's the new ruler of The Other world."
Phantoms Of Another UniverseLook.Phantoms Of Another Universe3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll tell it like it was.
Static clung to the air
like ornaments on a Christmas tree
and we were graced with the odd arced lightning.
Oh, it was cold.
I remember not seeing,
my fingers frozen off as
feeling receded from them
like waves on a beach.
how could I even be sure
the forgotten memory of a sunset
lay imprinted on my brain,
and its absence made the night
emptier than ever.
we waited for the moon to rise,
for the clouds to shift,
for the e-lec-tri-ci-ty to stop
(like lost travelers stumbling
in the desert waiting for an
oasis mirage to shatter their
we waited, questioning our existence,
questioning this formation of
questioning the light that remained
(like questioning "how in the world did
I lose that!" and it turns out you hadn't
you'd been waving it, flailing it, even,
(incredulously) in your hand)
and one year later,
one eternity l
Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 21"Alicia..." BEN sobbed as her hand slipped from his. Everyone in the room was crying,Jeff The Killer x Reader Part 211 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
even baby Majora and Slenderman.
Alicia was gone.
Jeff held you close to him as you both sobbed.
Suddenly BEN stood. He walked over to you and handed you the baby, a look of determination in his eyes.
"Everyone get against the wall!" BEN shouted. Everyone did.
BEN picked up Alicia's body and placed it on the floor in the middle of the room. He turned out the lights and fell to his knees. You noticed that his eyes were black with red irises.
BEN began to chant:
"Cecidit quae levare. Quod erat reducam quam.
Qui ad nos dormientes. Ne ad mortem.
Hoc dicimus unum ab mors tenebris fingunt. Jubemus hoc uno accessus, ad Aeternitas est scriptor lucida præsidio!"
The room was suddenly illuminated with a unearthly green glow. BEN looked down at Alicia.
"Alicia ad nos redire,
Alicia ad nos redire,
Alicia revertatur ad nos!"
Everyone in the room was in complete and utter shock a
Souls and SparklesTo write something that is meaningful to someone else, you must first write something that is meaningful to yourself.Souls and Sparkles2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
There are a thousand rooms in each person's mind, and each mind is a maze because it has been tangled. The hallways are criss-crossing and clumping, like long hair in the wind. Society has made it so.
We all have impure thoughts. Things that would make us "bad", unequal, or imperfect. Thoughts that make us different in gloriously unusual ways. We are born into the world unashamed, but then we are taught the unspoken words. Words that are rules. Words like normal, like good and bad, ugly and pretty. We are taught that if we do not fit the rule of "good", we are bad. We are evil, we are tainted, and so we are unwanted.
So, each of us hides our failures; our shortcomings, even though they are exactly the opposite of such. They are a representation of the uniqueness of each human soul, but unique is "bad", and so we hide. And those impure thoughts are hidden in darke
LunaticI haven't always been like this. I was pretty normal as a teenager. Moody, rude and inseparable from my Nokia phone and Claire's Accessories bangles. Much to my parents' glee (and my personal chagrin) I didn't do at all badly at school. Three Bs in A-Level English, Psychology and Maths. I did one year of a Sociology degree before deciding I was fed up with exams and packing it in. Six months later, my problems started.Lunatic8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was just shy of twenty, living in a studio flat four minutes from Woolwich Arsenal, with a maxed-out credit card, a library of takeaway menus and a Russian hamster called Mojo Jojo. I was working in the canteen at Belmarsh Prison, dishing up slop to a delightful assortment of Category A offenders. The Puberty Fairy had given me cleavage you could hide a pencil case in, so I was expecting the leery comments from the inmates. What I wasn't expecting was the day one of them bit me.
"That must have given you a real shock. Why don't we talk about it?"
I shrug. The man acros
Ch.12_Team_WorkCh.12_Team_Work2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sonar, Sonic, and Danny ran in search of the main chamber to the machine. They ran and they ran and they ran, but couln't find the main chamber. They stopped running and looked around as they stood. "I don't see any place where the main chamber should be at." Danny said looking around. Sonic looked at Sonar, they made eye contact then they quickly looked away. Danny sighed. "Guys we better stop fighting. We won't go no where if we keep it up like this! So come on and help me find the main chamber." Danny said as he put an arm on Sonic and Sonar's shoulders.
"Get your hand off of me or I'll yank it off." Boomed Sonic with a frown on his face. "Now, now Sonic. That's no way to talk to your friend that way huh?" Danny asked with a grin on his face. "Your no friend of mine! Now back off!!" Snapped Sonic as he slapped Danny's ar
It's all about her,-I had never wished to know the moon,It's all about her,1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
or the burning gaze of her lover.
I am merely a forest of silences,
old dogwoods & untamed hair.
-But, I made a promise
to a bone collector once.
He could have my spine,
my kneecaps, &
one flowered rib,
wrapped & bowed-up
like a present
-if he could fall in love
with things that slip through his fingers:
-“It would be a sin to love you,
my dear sweet wolf;
you will always cry for the moon.”
Creatures Lie Here (Slenderman X Reader) Chapter 1H/C: Hair ColorCreatures Lie Here (Slenderman X Reader) Chapter 19 months ago in Settings More Like This
E/C: Eye Color
L/H: Length Of Hair
S/C: Skin Color
F/C: Favorite Color
Y/N: Your name
I didn't understand why, but it was peaceful; drowning under water, I can see the light touching the water like a stage spot lie glooming with a yellowish green. I was drowning I wasn't struggling for air no, the water was my air it felt like water and it was water, but when I take a deep breath it was air. Bubbles coming out from my nostrils, my (H/C) hair around my face silky and soft. I went deeper and deeper to the bottom of the sea, something grab me to bring me under. Again I wasn't struggling, it was peaceful, I kind of liked it...