Sophies SilenceSophies Silence10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the darling child, Sophie, with her adorable smile;
her mother was out she'd been gone for a while;
she was so content just there playing alone;
the door slams shut her daddy's home;
she ran to greet him with open arm;
but wasn't instead of a hug to sophie's alarm;
all she recieved was a heartless stare;
and then he forcefully grabed her by her hair;
there was the flame of hatred in his eye;
poor little sophie struggled and started to cry;
her little life snatched by a single blow;
the actual reason she's never know;
her father you see, he had a bad day;
and at that moment Sophie was in his way;
fathers wrath soon turned to sorrow;
and just think she'd be 5 tomorrow;
now she lays lifeless on the floor;
now starts Sophie's silence, she'll smile no more
UMvC3 Fan Moveset: X-23 RevampedUMvC3 Fan Moveset: X-23 Revamped2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Origin: X-Men series
First Appearance: X-Men: Evolution "X-23 (2003)"
Voiced by: Tara Strong
Theme song: ???
Alternate costume: Classic X-23
Stage: Bio Plant Disaster (Shared with Marrow)
Standing light punch, Crouching light punch, Jumping light punch
Standing middle punch, Crouching middle punch, Jumping middle punch
Standing fierce punch, Crouching fierce punch, Jumping fierce punch
Ankle Slice QCF + M
Charged Ankle Slice QCF + Hold M
Decapitating Slice QCF + H
Charged Decapitating Slice QCF + Hold H
Aerial Axe Kick
Crescent Scythe DP + P
Mirage Feint QCB + P
_Sweep The Floor
_Crouching Toe Stabs
_Raging Bull Rush
Rage Trigger QCF + PP
Weapon X's Revenge
Silent Kill QCB + PP + S
Alpha: Stabbing Claws
Love Song for DagmarShes a glutton, shes no kitten; she can stuff her face for BritainLove Song for Dagmar6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
See her sitting in her Citroen, you can spot her from afar.
She is buxom, she is brazen, see her bottom, its amazing,
She is straining at the straplets of her cantilevered bra.
Shes an airship, shes a trawler, still I worship and adore her
Shes a randy landslide riding in her flash French car.
As a goddess, shes the oddest, and shes vulgar and immodest
Shes the empress of breast, she is my sweet Dagmar.
Shes no figment, shes no fragment, shes a fat fridge magnet
and shes sticking like a limpet to that big white door.
You can like it, you can lump it, shes a slattern, shes a strumpet
You can fill her to the limit - shell come begging you for more.
I am smitten, sycophantic; in her panties shes gigantic
As Im straddled, panting, frantic on the pinewood pantry floor.
See her glorious posterior, imperious, superior -
Cold RainRainCold Rain4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The sky darkens
Her heart mourns
The loneliness grays
Her future forlorn
She feels upon her face
Cold spatters of drops
Rush of fierce wind
Cool that won't stop
No thunder, no lightning
No life excitement
Just dull and dark
A heart that laments
She quickly becomes soaked
In the agony of the day
Puddles quickly form
That want to wash her away
And she lets go
Like the clouds have released
Her pain pours out
Crying that won't cease
Her tears mix with the
Cold cleansing rain
Falling to the ground
But not easing her pain
A Warrior's PledgeWe, the children of the earthA Warrior's Pledge7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pledge to protect, guide & care for
the innocent, sick & oppressed who have
been broken through illnesses, circumstances
or crimes against humanity.
I, (Insert Name), pledge to do all that I can
Within the best of my ability to aid
My fellow brothers and sisters of the human race
Who have suffered burdens
through the ignorance & selfishness of mankind.
I will strive to eradicate fear
& spread God's universal message
of love & peace
One soul at a time
to those suffering from the poverty
of the mind, spirit or body.
I promise to help them rise,
To aid their wars with courage & faith
To make this place a better world
If not for us, then for the generations
& for this I am called to duty,
to fight the war that has developed
through the decadence of society
Saving one life at a time
With all that I am & ever will be.
Fem!PrussiaxReader- AloneFem!PrussiaxReader- Alone2 years ago in Romance More Like This
NOTE: THIS IS A YURI READER INSERT DON'T LIKE DON'T READ oh and by the way I'm your best friend in this story :>
You were the popular girl at school. You were surrounded by friends and you were never on your own. Being loved by everybody felt boring at times. You did have your close friend though, Ana Fatima-Couto (THAT'S ME 8D). The Portuguese girl was a tough cookie and was like your personal body guard.
One day, you and Ana were in the park, sitting on a bench. The cool breeze blowing through your (h/c) hair and the sun shone on your face making your (e/c) eyes sparkle. You and Ana were talking about everyday events. You hadn't noticed an infamous albino girl sitting under a shaded tree, staring at you.
Her name was Julchen Beilschmidt. She was a Prussian transfer student who arrived months before. You noticed how the red-eyed beauty was alone all the time. You wondered why this was. I mean, all Julchen ever talked about was how awesome she was (which you agreed with her on th
Mah Best Friend is See-ThroughThe last of the day's rain dripped golden from the eaves and leaves of the city of Altalamatox. It flowed in molten veins between the cobblestones, dashed though the gutters as liquid amber, diving down drains and hills and all away into the vast lake.Mah Best Friend is See-Through3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Perched on a lakeshore hill, its glass dome rising above neighboring buildings, windows glinting in the evening light, the Greater Altalamatox Public Library stood serene as the ivy that feathered its walls. Inside it buzzed like a hive as its denizens wrapped up for the night.
The bulk of the bustle ringed the front desks, where carts jammed with books were being muscled away into the sorting rooms or back off into the shelves for the next day, with a liberal scattering of people dancing their way through the traffic on individual errands.
Shad, the marble centaur whose existence as a sentient statue had not excused the teen from a terrible case of acne, was cantering after the Library's flock of troublesom
SymbioticThis is the story of two.Symbiotic1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Symbiotic: mutually beneficial; interdependent.
Death and Life. Life and Death. Such heavy words, such heavy words…
Let it be known that Life is indeed a fragile scale that must be balanced. Without balance, Death can take over. The one single thing that tips this balance so often is this idea of happiness.
Happiness: the state of being happy.
Happy: feeling pleasant or content; satisfaction.
Satisfaction in ones life is so incredibly rare, and one must wonder how the word keeps turning...the balance is so greatly disturbed with this un-happiness that it has driven many to end their own Life. Death has taken over. The balance is crushed under the weight of dissatisfaction.
I often wonder why people are unhappy. The gift of Life is bestowed upon them. I do not say by God. I do not believe in God. But this is not to be discussed now.
Life is, without a doubt, a gift. A gift from the universe and all things considered, we have no right to live. We shouldn&
The KrakenThe Kraken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your life is a boat
Wandering the desolate seas.
But then nothing.
Until the heavens open.
The seas waves grow and grow
Hitting your mast,
What guides you
pulling you on your right path.
In the dark deep waters
Lurks a demon.
A demon so big
It will swallow you whole.
until your last dying breath.
Your worst enemy.
It will wrap its deadly tentacles around you.
Squeeze away your pleading scream.
It's your life's worst enemy.
Night Lighttwilight drapes the world in the suns last light,Night Light2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
moonlight brightens night's shadows,
starlight brings the wishes for dawn,
and midnight is a black shadow with a fire in its soul.
Video Game Madness 1 - Chun LiVideo Game Madness 1 - Chun Li2 years ago in Settings More Like This
One day Sparkz was in the park walking as it was a nice sunny day but no one was in the park. He walked for hours until he spotted something.
"Whats that?" He said as he picked up the object as it was a studded wristband. "Cool, looks like those things a goth would wear." He said as he put it on his arm as he checked it out more. "Cool." He said as he continued walking.
He walked a little bit more until...
"Ouch." Sparkz said. "This armband is getting a little too tight." He said as he tried to pull it off but it wouldn't. "What the hell, its stuck and its not coming off." He said as she tried to pull it with all his strength as he fell back on the grass with a thud. "Ow." He said rubbing his head when he noticed something.
Sparkz looked as he saw his tennis shoes had become a blue and gold colored pair of athletic shoes as he felt his legs go numb.
"What's going on? I can't feel my le-..." He started as he saw his legs begin to shrink down as they gained some muscle too.
"I have to ge
Bedzie fajnie!-Max, ja chyba nie mogę.Bedzie fajnie!11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Nie gadaj, chodź.
-No dalej, siadaj! - Max energicznie poklepał miejsce obok siebie. Lee spojrzał na nie z wyraźnym przerażeniem. - Przecież cię nie zjem, będzie fajnie.
-Boję się właśnie, że nie będzie - chłopak niechętnie opadł na materac swojego łóżka. Zaciskając wargi skrzyżował nogi w tureckim siadzie, by po chwili odwrócić się twarzą do przyjaciela. - Mogłem ci nie mówić, że jeszcze nigdy... ten tego.
-Ale byłeś naiwnym debilem, powiedziałeś mi i teraz nie dam ci spokoju! - Max był podekscytowany, a jednocześnie nieco rozbawiony. Klasnął raz w ręce, po czym ułożył je na swoich kolanach. - Obiecuję ci, że będziesz to miło wspominał.
Szatyn uśmiechnął się zadziornie przy tych sło
My WorldMy WorldMy World2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's my world, my time
The mazes abundant in it's own crime
To pick apart to build again
I am left alone, to only me I fend
I indulge myself in the sweet nothings
In complete bliss- yes quite becoming
It's something that only belongs to me
No you can't see, it's meant to only be
Words of GlassWords of GlassWords of Glass2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You got what you wanted
I can't believe I trusted you
Not only that but I gave you the chance
I done with chances
This time I am not turning back
Of course you will think:
"She will come back-she always has"
I am done
Playing your game, believing your lies.
Have a good life, without me in it.
(not like you cared much to begin with....)
ASKtheARTIST InterviewASKtheARTIST Interview2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
ASKtheARTIST Interview with algenpfleger
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *algenpfleger, a very talented illustrator and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, algenpfleger.
*quietly sits down and sips on a mysterious beverage
WAIT ARE WE DOING THIS OR WHAT
*Vellez asks "What is your creative process? Do you just research and then begin drawing when you get an assignment, or do you mull it over a bit?"
Hmm it usually starts with me getting the assignment since I spend my freetime drawing other things mostly (these days at least). As soon as I know what the client wants, I leave it alone for a couple of days and wait for ideas to sprout in my head. The rest is just craftsmanship, you know, drawing the stuff and everything. The real work is done as soon as I put down the thumbnail sketch.
~smarff asks "How saturated do you think the illustra
Horse StoryMidnight hovers like a stark raven as the Russian prisoners sleep, yet I am awake. The little lit-up village that the cigarette buds create continues to give me a warmth previously absent. I imagine the little people inside the village--the russian women, the children and animals. It does nothing for me to think about such things, but still the thoughts come. War does not welcome these thoughts of the enemy.Horse Story1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
One man sitting near looks towards me, awake, my face illuminated by my own cottage light. I do not look away nor pretend to ignore him, instead I lean over, closer to him. He says nothing but continues to stare.
“Hey,” I say casually and quietly, as if to a friend on a sleepover so our parents wouldn't hear. He does nothing but nod, as if waiting for me to continue. I say no more and break eye contact, which we had sustained for what seemed like hours suffocated into a few seconds.
“Hey?” The man speaks, imitating what I had said. I nod. A silent pause.
Street LightsThe city sleepsStreet Lights3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Care gives way to slumber.
A mile from home
The street lights blink
A siren's song:
Their rhythmic pulse
Matches the music
And the city glides,
Can't we come here,
Streetlights off duty
Blinking shadows mute
The lines of our faces.
The city sleeps
And we breathe.
Alone is this routine place
We feel alien,
So far from mundane
They Watch UsThey Watch Us:They Watch Us2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Perched high upon the mountains;
With wings as black as night.
They watch us in the hour,
Before darkness turns to light.
I've seen them in my visions;
In dreams they come and go,
But the things they seem to tell me
I guess nobody should know...
I've seen children that are buried,
Beneath a frozen lake.
A maiden sits there weeping;
Her heart is soon to break.
The crows flutter downward,
A noose amongst their hands.
They take the maiden away,
To a dark and distant land.
And even if I follow -
Even if I try...
I'll simply end up buried,
Where the frozen children lie.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th November 2012
Weight Loss PlanI told you that I loved you.Weight Loss Plan4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You said nothing, then apologized.
Love doesn't come in
The WallThe WallThe Wall2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Death does accompany this man, adherent, though, not friend. A tool at times, but never loved, a means to bitter end.
There is a wall on Coruscant, black marble, smooth and cold.
There is a wall on Coruscant, two thousand steps, all told.
There is a wall on Coruscant, framed by eternal flames.
There is a wall on Coruscant that bears a million names.
A million names cut into stone, a million men are dead.
A single name is missing there, just one remains unread.
Two thousand steps he walks along, to pay his last respects.
The sole survivor, he's the one that Death always rejects.
He parts the masses milling there, the gawkers drawing back,
The mourners he just passes by, a wraith clad all in black.
The memories that haunt their minds, they follow in his wake,
Reflections staring from the stone, they paid for pride's mistake.
He cannot say he grieves for all, some did deserve no less.
But countless lives were squandered there, the Emp'ror to impress.
He halts where
Osi's Guide to RoleplayingOsi's Unofficial Guide to RoleplayingOsi's Guide to Roleplaying6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Hi, and welcome to my unofficial guide to roleplaying. ^^ Before we begin, I'd like to point at that I am not, in any way, saying that what I write here is the only, or the best, way to roleplay: I am merely setting up a guide for those who have no idea about how to go about it, or would like some hints on how to improve their roleplaying.
Questions, and suggestions, are both appreciated and loved.
The basics: Style
First off, I'll start with the very basics of roleplaying - the style. There are two main styles of roleplaying:
The first is where you use asterisk to show movement or gesture that your character makes.
eg: *Osi stands on a soap box to address the crowd* Hi, thank you for reading this.
This is usually considered a less formal, or even 'illiterate' (I mean no offence by this term) way of roleplaying, and is usually used in forum chat