I am a labelI slid the blade across my wrist
Again and again.
Maybe I’m an emotional freak.
I cause fights and arguments
Maybe I’m a troublemaker.
I use make up to make myself seem
Maybe I’m girly.
I complain about things
Even when sometimes
Maybe I’m an attention seeker.
I fall under so many
So maybe I am a label.
I’m just me.
Flying the TARDIS contest enty"You use a hammer to fly the TARDIS?" The Master held up the offending object, giving the Doctor a skeptical, untrusting look.Flying the TARDIS contest enty4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Well, the controls get stuck now and then, and it's a rubber hammer, perfectly harmless." The Doctor said with a cheeky grin plastered on his face.
The Master sighed and leaned back against the railing, tapping the hammer against it in a quick, four-beat rhythm. "If you bothered with some basic maintenance this piece of space junk might actually work."
"Oi! Don't diss the TARDIS. She may be old and she may have seen better days but-"the retort was cut short by the rubber hammer whizzing past the Doctors head, close enough to actually mess up his hair. It made a loud clanking noise as it hit the center console a few feet behind the Doctor.
"The bloody TARDIS is dead, and we're stuck on this lousy, uninhabited piece of rock because you're too lazy to clean the god damn thing!"The master took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down a bit; not that
Going HomeThis isnt exactly what I imagined when you suggested fighting across the constellations. The Master said, gazing out at the broad expanse of universe surrounding them. The two Time Lords lay suspended in the TARDIS protection field, on an asteroid, a few scorch marks its final testimony to the planet it had burst from only moments ago. In the light of the supernova they talked like old friends and old enemies, because what's the need for titles after all they had been through? They were themselves, and each other, and the last. The Master turned.Going Home7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Why did you do it? Images of The Doctor racing back and forth, cradling the bleeding time lord to his chest. Into the TARDIS, smash controls, keep him breathing until you get to god-knows-where.
Im The Doctor. Cheeky. And you very well know why.
Its nice to hear.
I need you. Just as much as you need me.
You knew it was me,
2 Assassins [P4]: Trespassers"Pass me a needle," murmured Thafnine. He was really stressed at the moment, because in the past three days, there was nothing going on but violence and fighting. He never had to fight so frequently- the only time this ever happened was when he was being tracked down by rebel Minecraftians who wanted him dead, or tortured. He managed to take all of them down, without receiving a single scratch, and that was another reason why he was feared in the land. He had never been needed this much in his life, and he certainly wasn't feeling comfortable with stitching someone's belly together, ESPECIALLY if it was someone who tried to kill him or his friend. He, Xepher and Drakonia (who was sleeping on the bed while her leg was slowly healing) were back in the hospital, in the operation room, where Thafnine was trying to stitch Dark Ajsman back together after she fell down the main hospital floor to what could've been her death. Xepher was sitting a few metres away from the bed, and he was testin2 Assassins [P4]: Trespassers1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Snow Fall (Sky fic) Page 1Sky sat by the fireplace he had just finished in the new house that Jerome had built. The snow fell down from the sky like sugar on cake, the ground frosted with the white substance.Snow Fall (Sky fic) Page 17 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Hey, Sky, want some coco?” Asked the fuzzy creature from where he stood in the doorway.
“Yah, sure...,” Sky trailed as his head throbbed, he knew he needed to get out of human form soon, being like this for as long as he had nearly gotten to his breaking point. “Hey, Fuzzy, I think we need to have a chat...”
“What is it?” Jerome asked seriously with concern for his friend in his voice.
“Go get your coco friend, it can wait...”
“Do you want a budder apple?” Jerome asked with a smile. Sky nodded a small sad grin on his face. The baca smiled as he walked into the small kitchen, grabbing himself a brown mug and Sky is butter one, putting some hot coco in them. With a small frown he enters to see Sky, hand on his forehead leaning against t
PezSparklez- New Years, RemakeSo many things flash through my mind during the last few minutes of 2013, like first, who was he and why did he just, show up? Didn’t he have any other things to attend to? Zek had told me there was a reason he came, and that it would soon be apparent, but his attendance still made no sense in my mind. However, something about him always seemed familiar, a deep sense of déjà vu always came to mind whenever I saw him, or looked into those deep caring blue eyes. I lay down my 6th potion. Fire resistance, not very strong. As I set down the potion, I consider my options for the New Year. Do the exact same as this year, or start out with a BANG. I wasn’t sure what to do. I reached into the chest full of potions, and pulled out a half drunken experience potion. Though I couldn’t help but wonder who had drunken that much of such a potent intoxicant, I didn’t question it, and popped the cap back open. Odd distorted fumes emanated from the bottle. I smiledPezSparklez- New Years, Remake6 months ago in Romance More Like This
Flying the TARDIS chapter 2"Had any luck?"Flying the TARDIS chapter 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just barely managing to save himself from the indignity of slamming his head against the console from surprise the Master grunted a"No, you?" and turned to look at the Doctor.
"There's not enough luck in the universe to make up for six hours of cleaning. You don't even want to know what I found in the extra kitchen " The Doctor made a face. The 'extra' kitchen was in fact meant to be the main kitchen, but since it was about as far from the control room as interdimensionally possible it didn't see much use. In fact none at all for almost 75 years... with the possible exception of what had been growing in one of the cupboards. But at least now that area of the Tardis didn't smell funny anymore, well not much.
The Doctor sighed and sat down on the beaten up jump seat, watching the Master where he was sitting on the floor. "Really, after six hours you're still clueless?"
"No." the Master glared venomously. "I just haven't had any luck with fixing it." He got up from th
Broken Mirror: Chapter 1Broken Mirror: Chapter 12 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 1: A World Best Left Unseen
Danny struggled with every last bit of strength he had, trying desperately to break the iron grip on his wrist, but the metallic fingers didn’t loosen so much as an inch. His green eyes flashed brightly as another wave of panic washed over him and he lashed out behind him with his foot. The attack was deflected by a second armored hand, the metal glowing with its own strange energy as it counteracted his ghost powers.
The Ghost Boy’s legs became a spectral tail and thrashed frantically like a trapped snake as he fought to get away from this madman and his unnerving fanged grin. The madman in question watched the display with no little amount of amusement, the tenacity of his newest providing him with quite the show.
Eventually, Danny stopped squirming. He could feel his energy waning and just the thought of passing out, left at the mercy of this monster, was enough to make the ectoplasm run cold in his veins.
My Ghostly Brother: Ch 1My Ghostly Brother: Ch 12 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
Chapter 1: An Unexpected Brother
"Who knows what kind of awesome-super-cool things exist on the other side of that portal?" My parents' ghost portal was right in front of me. Dark and gloomy, its octagon shape curved all around the inside. I put on the spandex my parents kept just for me. The gloves, boots, and collar were entirely black while my chest and pants were a clear white. Though I noticed that my Dad marked the chest area with his face, I didn't know that Sam noticed too.
"Hang on" Sam walked up to me and ripped my Dad's face right off my white spandex. "You can't go around with that on your chest." She held up my Dad's face and pointed to it with a look of disgust. She picked up another symbol, a D with three waves on the left side. A D with three waves on the left side, why did it feel so familiar? She slapped the symbol right onto my upper body. I stared at the symbol for a while, feeling some sort of Déjà vu.
"Danny, are you going to go check it
DW: Survivors Part 2DW: Survivors Part 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The lights on the displays of the life support screens flickered and Rory realised that the coma patients hearts were in distress erratically beating in fast panic even if they were completely still. He walked warily closer to them.
"Doctor. You found me. Clever boy."
The unified voices were detached yet somehow seemed to find a way to sound like they sneered. Amy shivered, her lips twitching as if something was pulling her to speak too. Something inside her.
"And with fresh new pets too. I cannot see them but oh I can feel her. And the other is not human." The voices said.
Rory frowned, prickling at being dubbed inhuman, but he had more important matters on his mind. As he became gingerly close to the life support machines, he seemed hesitant to touch them, but read their readings. The organs were reading as under stress, breathing forced and unnatural, heartbeat wild. After a pause he forced himself to risk touching the wrist of a little girl to measure her pulse an
Broken Mirror: Chapter 4Broken Mirror: Chapter 42 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 4: A Temporary Truce
Danny Fenton, codename "Hunter," leaned against the handle bars of his bike, his body slumped backwards on the leather seat as he relaxed in the afternoon sunshine. His trench coat hung from one of the handlebars, discarded in the wake of warm weather. The screen belonging to the satellite ghost tracker in the dashboard flashed, the words 'unable to locate target' written in block green letters across the map of the United States.
Hunter wasn't watching the screen though. He preferred to work things out himself, with good old pen and paper—or in this case, a map and a sharpie.
The map was held open to display the same area of the US as the screen, but this version had a series of pen marks, mostly scattered around the major highways and leading north from Wisconsin to Minnesota. There were thirty in total. The black marks were for the locations where a white haired ghost boy in a black jumpsuit had been spotted. The red ones were for encounters Hunter
[PREVIEW] TorturedHeartless Xepher winced in pain as he stepped on a broken glass bottle. Behind him, unconscious and on a tight chain around her legs and arms was Jay. She looked like she had taken a trip to Hell and back. Her feathers were torn, half of her face was scratched, and claw marks were visible. She had blood running down her eyes and her sword arm was twisted back at an impossible angle. Heartless Xepher wasn't doing well either. He was almost as visibly injured as Jay, but he wasn't showing any pain as he dragged Jay across the floor, looking for the wrecked cabin somewhere in the woods. His hands were bloody, and a chunk of his ear was missing: Jay had put up a really good fight, but Heartless Xepher "cheated" by smashing a splintered chair leg on Jay's face. He looked back at Jay and cursed, then he set his eyes on the cabin. He continued dragging Jay towards the cabin and when he was close enough, he picked her up by the legs and threw her at the door. The door opened inwards as she col[PREVIEW] Tortured9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
MY BEST STORY EVER U GAIZDanny had bought some potato chips. Why? 'Cause he was hungry, that's why. So he nommed on his chips.MY BEST STORY EVER U GAIZ3 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
ANDTHENANDTHENANDTHEN. His PARENTS came out of nowhere. Since Danny was in ghost form and they didn't know he was their son, they were like 'wtf are you doing'.
Danny shrugged. "Idk man. I was hungry. Chip?" he offered, holding out the bag. They didn't acknowledge it.
"Wtf man ghosts can't eat." Jack said. Danny shrugged.
"I wuz hungry wtf do you want from me?"
"...ANSWERS." Maddie said melodramatically. Danny continued eating.
"How the f*** should I know man these chips were cheap and delicious. YOU DON'T KNOW ME." He jumped up and dramatically pointed a finger at them. Maddie shoved it down.
"TELL US. NOWAITIHAVEANIDEA." She grabbed onto Danny's wrist and felt it. "Lyke OMG U HAS A PULSE."
"Yeah ikr? Can I keep eating nao?"
"NOOOO WHAT ARE YOU WE HAS TO KNOOOWWW." Jack demanded. Danny grew all emo for a minute.
"BUTBUTBUT U WONT ACCEPT MEEEEEEE." he said, starting to bawl his eyes ou
My Ghostly Brother: Ch 2 - SchoolMy Ghostly Brother: Ch 2 - School2 years ago in Humor More Like This
I blinked my eyes a couple of time. Ugh, my head felt like an iron avail had struck it. My right hand rubbed the side of my head and I opened my eyes to see where I was. My vision showed that I was in my room, lying atop my bed. What happened last night? I tried my best to remember but every time I began to think the more my head began to hurt. I closed my eyes shut and let my mind concentrate on figuring out what happened exactly. I remember the ghost portal in my parent’s laboratory, and then Sam and Tucker holding back something… wait, wasn’t it that gh-
“Oh you’re awake” A voice startled me out of my concentration. I jumped and fell butt first right into the wooden floor of my room.
“Very nice catch with your butt, now I have a question to ask” I looked up and saw a copy of myself floating. I let out a scream but then quickly covered my mouth with my hands to avoid letting any of my parents know that I had a ghost in the room.
Fall of the Blue Spirit - pt.4Fall of the Blue Spirit - pt.47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
IV. Of the Healer Jiān and the Shrine of the River Goddess
Night. Rushing water. He was alive barely. There was another unknown. A threat?
A cool hand rested on fevered skin. Yǎn-sui breathed in, gathering the scent of the other. Water. Purity. Spiritual power. A god?
The hand was withdrawn as someone gasped sharply in surprise. A voice came echoing through the darkness, far away, fading even as he struggled to answer. Can you hear me?
Yes yes, I hear you
Daylight now or at least, grey light that worked its way through his veiled eyes. He lay on his back on a hard surface (wood?) a warm something covered him, and the strange texture of unfamiliar clothing ran over his skin. The sound of water shushing and tumbling over
PrologueSnow was falling lightly on town known as Amity Park. The schools were closed due to snow storms that entered the town around midnight last night. Meanwhile, in the park kids frolic in the snow having snowball fights or making snowman, snow forts, or ice skating ect. in the sky flew Danny Phantom, sometimes known to the towns inhabits as the Ghost boy, Ghost kid and (the GIW little name) Ghost punk. He wore his usual black jumpsuit with the white gloves, boots, belt and neck collar, along with his official logo on his chest of a ghostly D and P within the D. His hair was snow white with flecks of silver in it and had bright glowing green eyes.Prologue1 year ago in Humor More Like This
"Look! its Danny Phantom!" exclaimed a little girl with brown hair and rich brown eyes; who was building a snow man replica of Danny Phantom himself. Everyone halted like they were frozen in time "WHERE!?" they all asked at the same time almost sounding like a echo effect. "There!" replied the brown-haired eight year girl as she pointed ou
Broken Mirror: Chapter 2Broken Mirror: Chapter 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 2: It's Never That Easy
It had just passed three in the morning when Hunter eased his sports bike behind a bush and pulled some braches over its shiny black paint-job. Five minutes to unpack his sniper rifle, two more to put it together, ten more to get in position. He made use of thick, unkempt grass for cover, staying out of sight of the five ghosts that were floating around what looked to be a fairly ordinary cave.
It was mounted in the rock face of a sizable cliff and settled in a small clearing in the picturesque Wisconsin woods. It would have made a nice centerpiece to a wilderness hiking trip, but Hunter severely doubted the ecto-manifestations around it were here to sightsee. A ring of trees lined the small circular clearing, cluttering the sightlines of the ghosts on guard duty and providing shadows from the moonlight.
At the moment the nineteen year old was lying flat on his stomach in those shadows, his black trench coat helping him blend seamlessl