PewDieCry In Amnesia - Part FourPewDieCry In Amnesia - Part Four1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
I clung onto the humanized pig's pink hair tightly as he ran up on top of a box, holding me on his shoulders. Stephano hopped onto a plank of wood and Cry scooped up PewDie in his arms bridal style, hopping onto other box.
That wouldn't keep him up for long, I noted as I watched Stephano angrily struggle with the uncooperative wood.
Stephano pointed to a large red door way on the opposite side of the flooded area, "Run in there!" He shouted at us.
The water monster grew closer and closer with each ticking second and Piggeh sensed that. He leaped before I knew it, hopping from box to box with Cry and PewDie following closely behind us.
I turned and saw Stephano struggling with the monster, holding up the rear, and told Piggeh to move faster. He simply nodded out of breath and leaped faster, reaching the door in no time. Cry and PewDie made it shortly after we did.
I squinted out into the darkness and saw Stephano struggling with the beast, slashing at it with hi
Mega Chronicles, Ch. 11Dr. Wily was busy cleaning and polishing his newly enslaved Mega Man.Mega Chronicles, Ch. 114 months ago in Settings More Like This
“There! Good as new! I want you to look your best as you conquer the world for me!” He smiled at the red-eyed, purple scarf wearing robot. Suddenly a warning siren blared through the Wily Castle.
“…why is my proximity alarm going off?” The villain asked in annoyance as he walked over to his console. “Nobody’s supposed to know where I am! Maybe the calibration is off?” When he saw the image on the monitor, his look of annoyance became one of fear. “Sweet merciful skulls… It’s an invasion!”
The thirteen Robot Masters teleported right in front of Wily’s castle.
“Strike hard, strike fast!” Elec Man ordered. “Stay close together, and watch each other’s backs! For Mega Man!”
“FOR MEGA MAN!” The others shouted as they charged toward the front gate. They quickly destroyed the Snipe
Curses Nail“It’s been three years since the incident…”Curses Nail6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
A trainer say crying softly over a grave outside of the Burned Tower
of Ecruteak City… The simple little grave beside the tower was well kept
by the town who had felt sorry for the trainer who on this very day
three years ago lost their trusted partner.
*Three years ago*
A young trainer walked into the city of Ecruteak his partner an Eevee
who happily sat upon its trainers head. Everyone looked upon this joyful new traveling trainer happy at the innocent youth as he heads
toward the Pokémon center to heal both his Partner Eevee and team.
“Come to battle the Gym leader young man?”
The Nurse Joy asked the trainer who simply gave her a simple yes but
plans to do some
Game Crashers Final PartGame crashers Final Chapter: Final Boss. Lucifer.Game Crashers Final Part6 months ago in Comedy More Like This
Michael: Ok Everyone! This is The Final Battle! The Battle for Mans Future! Is Everyone with me?
Gabriel: Ready as Ill Ever be!
Mario: Hoho! Its-a We! The Resistance Army!
Tree Rex: Be afraid of the Bark!!!
Bayonetta: Didnt think Youd See me here did you?
Gabriel: Wha-?!?!? M-Mortals?!?!? What are you all Doing here?!?!?
Tree Rex: I made a Promise to Grace that I would End this chaos, and Im gonna Keep it!
Mario: Hoho! What Kind-a Finalle would it be without-a me! Mario! Ohoho!
Link: My whole Destiny as the chosen Hero of Winds Has Lead up to this! At the very Least My Weapons can Deal Enough Damage to him!
Raphael: Its too Dangerous! Even For you Sir Link!
Michael: Didnt you guys Agree On Convincing People to Pray for us?
Tree Rex: Weve got a Whole army of People to do that! This Time we Were Extremely Cautious! This time weve got 48 whole Reviver seeds! Nothin
Chapter 9 Changing States of MindChapter 9Chapter 9 Changing States of Mind7 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Changing States of Mind
“Ok girls, you can let him go now.” Cream says.
Jade and Gray both put away their weapons, and Grace releases her control over Avon’s body. Still fighting the agony of Rose’s spice powder, Avon gives a snarled grin at Cream as she stands watching. An approving laugh escapes his lips, as he looks her over, saying, “Ahh, this is just perfect, Cream… You are becoming darker now, as I had hoped.”
Upon closer inspection, Cream discovers that her once shiny silver and white fur has dulled considerably since her attack on Avon, well intentioned as it was. “No… H-he’s right! I am falling into the darkness!”
As the attention in the room turns to Cream, and the surprising change in her fur color, Avon makes his escape from the room quietly, heading quickly to rid himself of the bitterness of the spice Rose had used on him. Cream starts to cry at her chan
The Desert CedarThe Desert CedarThe Desert Cedar1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If the earth was a tree,
Then the sky would be the canopy
Clouds would be the leaves,
Varied, unique, and free
The aurora of evening and dawn
Would be like the Autumn Yawn.
Silver stars would be the seed
Sparkling ice, our reach they exceed.
Wind caresses the graceful boughs
Greatly moved, it shakes and bows
Diamond tears break off and fall to the dust
Borrows deep into the earth's crust
Long white tendrils will burst forth
Like streams of milk, they grow
Not in a forest, where all can see
Where the water flows abundantly
In the desert, is where this magic does mature
Most unlikely of places, no doubt, obscure
Tiny limbs, scrubby surface, unseemly at best
When compared to the parents of beauty blessed
Formed gently of tender sadness and love
Made when tears had fallen from above
One would never guess, at the story behind
The stars from eyes; the tree is blind
Hark! There, they watched them fall
In the wasteland, abandoned by all.
Men saw the shrubby little plant
PerceptionIn a world of so much colorPerception2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why do I feel so much gray?
My personal liarMy personal liar1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see your lies,
I drink your wine.
I see the deception,
I close my eyes.
I do not care.
Lies or truth.
Believe or not.
I see the lie,
It is in the drawing.
I see the truth,
It is in a stranger's picture.
I see you are a prostitute,
you can't hide your heart.
You worship no God,
you believe in no human.
I see your false.
I drink your evil.
I close my eyes,
cause I do not care..
liar and loner,
traitor and player,
I love you...
Those He Loved: PrologueNagi's stare was long and unforgiving. It irritated me. "What," I scoffed, turning and staring right back at her.Those He Loved: Prologue3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I'm...curious." She said slowly, her stare still long, her eyes still wide. "I mean. It seems like you know just about everything there is to know about me, but you're still as cryptic as ever when it comes to you. I don't even know your last name yet."
I pulled out a cigarette "Taisho." And lit it. "Anything else, oh great creeper?" I asked sarcastically, taking a drag.
"Yeah." Nagi responded, giving me a grimace of disgust as the smoke filled the air.
But she was quiet for a moment. She didn't say anything, only looked very hesitant and coy. I sighed. "What is it, Nagisa."
"Have...you ever been in love?"
The question struck me as...strange. It even stilled me to a halt and I could merely stare off in space, absorbing the question. I hadn't thought about it in awhile.
"Earth to Shugo Taisho~" Nagi cooed. I snapped out of my daze and looked at her.
"You don't want to hear
Auld Lang SyneAuld Lang SyneAuld Lang Syne3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But the seas between us have roared since long ago...
A Teen Titan Fan Fiction by LJonesReed (AKA Star of Airdrie)
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans in any form and I am too young to own Auld Lang Syne nor have I inherited it, although I am a MacKelvey and a Presbyterian, which makes me plenty Scottish.
This story is a rewrite of one posted on fanfiction.net on 12/31/09 and is a prequel to my fic 'Jukebox' (in progress at fanfiction.net and also posted here) but does work alone. In the Teen Titans Cartoon-verse, it takes place at the end of the year after Season 5 and Trouble in Tokyo.
It was the afternoon of December 31st and the time for the traditional Titans New Year's Eve party. Well, as traditional as something is when that something has happened two years in a row.
The previous year was the momentous get together after the defeat of Brotherhood of Evil in Paris. Nearly the entire Titan Network was there in the tower sh
Darkerusaelp CommissionDarkerusaelp Commission2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
For years, I've been trying to fit in and find a comfortable place in the world but there is always a sadistic would-be villain lurking behind the corner waiting for the perfect opportunity to seize power. I am the only one brave enough and strong enough to deal with these menaces so I always find myself putting my life on hold so I can save innocents when everyone seems powerless. I grew up training among monks who were outcasts from the great city Highbourne, where I became adept at the use of both dark and light magic. After reaching adulthood, I began traveling the world and searching for ways to increase my abilities. Along with my friend and fellow monk Shayl, I quickly became a legend among the people who now know me as Darkerusaelp the Dragon Slayer.
After a long and tiresome battle with Geejard the Dark Sorcerer, I was bruised, broken and lying on the ground without enough energy to stand on my feet. As the sun began to set behind the
Dream Journal 10, Driven-CrazyDream Journal 10 by Driven-CrazyDream Journal 10, Driven-Crazy4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
I'm standing beside a wooded road, unable to find my way home when an old man comes along and gives me directions to take a dirt path deeper into the woods. I follow his advice only to realize I'm now traveling with a male companion totally different from the old man. The path leads us beneath the roots of a massive tree. We are forced onto our stomachs to crawl beneath the roots and must dig out some of the soil to make room for us. The scent of wet soil is strong in my nostrils. A claustrophic sense consumes me. The path under the tree leads us out next to an azure lake that is such a vivid, ethereal shade of blue it takes my breath away.
We continue our journey onto a broad path between large trees when suddenly, we're caught up in a herd of stampeding dinosaurs. At this point, I am separated from my companion. There are other, carnivorous lizards that I must escape from when I notice other fleeing people who tell me they are trying to find the last
Don't Forget MeSitting down next to my fearsDon't Forget Me6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Remembering your words
Remembering your tears
Remembering my life
my world, your love, your smile,
You said I'd be in your heart.
You said you'd never forget
All what I gave, all what I did.
All what we shared.
The wind blows and it seems that nothing happened
The sun calls and nobody answers
The birds sing and nobody hears.
The whole sky waited for us
But you never tried.
You never saw,
You never screamed.
You never fought.
I'd never quit.
I wish my name didn't disappear from your lips.
I hope you still think of my eyes.
I hope my strokes still live on your cheeks.
I hope you miss
my hands, my chest, my hair, my laugh.
Remember me when you need a soul,
A friend, a man, a heart, a love.
No more letters to read,
No more songs,
No more games, no more jokes.
Just you and your walls,
Your pride, your noes.
An unfinished poem that nobody wrote
Or a beautiful story I wanted to draw.
The prayer neve
An Open Letter to You DeviantsDearest Deviants,An Open Letter to You Deviants3 years ago in Letters More Like This
You are all amazing
Not for you talented artists, who grace us with their work on the front page everyday or get showcased in all the Daily Deviations.
No. It's not you that makes the deviantArt experience so special
It's you attention whoring-thieves on the front page almost everyday. Taking the spot of a truly talented person, that takes real skill. Uploading a photograph you found on Facebook, Photobucket, Tumblr, Flickr, an email or image search is such hard work. Taking credit for someone else's artistic vision, their time, their effort instead of focusing that energy on your own art so it might make it to the front page or into the Daily Deviations of your own merit is just wow.
I rank the naked camwhores above you people because at least they took their pictures themselves.
Though it's not just the thieves no it's all the idiots who favor the stolen work and shower them with praise and compliments. Yes, you're all some kind
Wont you forgive me, please??Will tomorrow be okay? Is it really just another day for you? I always wonder whats going through your head when i read your posts it makes me hold myself and shiver, wonder does it even matter. Im sorry my sweet loving one, im so sorry ive realize what ive done to you, please forgive me...?Wont you forgive me, please??3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Trick-or-Treat - B styleTrick-or-treat,Trick-or-Treat - B style4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Give me some jam to eat,
If you don't, I'll slit your throat,
And leave you here to bleed.
Chop off your head,
Hide under your bed,
And stab you til your dead,
I'll drug you til you cannot walk,
Toss you round until you drop,
Beat you, cut you, doesn't matter,
As long as I can get to slaughter.
When it's finished I will laugh,
Beat your head in til it's smashed,
Give me L because he's sweet,
If you don't, I'll rip out your throat,
And gag you up all neat!
The Pleasant LieToday is a happy dayThe Pleasant Lie4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I do not know why.
Church bells ring with the sound
of heaven's grace,
the warm comfort of God's arms surrounding me.
Smiles are far and wide in the sea of
a sign of a future of happiness.
Today is a happy day
and I do not know why.
Parental figures shine with joy,
pride filling their ecstatic faces.
Old soul mates glance at their past,
remembering their own days of loving unity.
Today is a happy day
and I do not know why.
Her face stares back at me,
full of beauty and perfection.
Her smile holds the world,
and the future she envisions.
This is my future.
This is my life.
But this isn't what I want,
And she is not who I love.
The faces all stare at me,
and I smile, with nothing but a lie on my face.
Today is a happy day
and I do not know why.
All I find in her is my image of him,
the unrequited passion and the rejected seed of love.
The sun is high above,
and the treachery is well under way.
Today is a happy day
and I do not know why.
My duty is
On _The Orphan's Tales_What does one think of first when considering adaptation of the Arabian Nights? Many versions and interpretations exist, from plays and comic books to Disneys Aladdin. Most of these works take a story or cycle from the Arabian Nights and retell it in their own way, although the plots largely remain similar. Yet, it is quite possible for an adaptation to have no explicit connection to the Arabian Nights: no mention of Shahrazade, no Aladdin or Sindbad or Maaruf. One such case is that of the fantasy duology The Orphans Tales by Catherynne Valente, in which the reader discovers the very many tales of a mysterious girl with tattooed eyelids. The Orphans Tales has surface differences from the Arabian Nights content and specific characters, for instance. Yet, in structure, theme, and style, the two pieces are the same work. Although it has outward differences, The Orphans Tales remains a conceptuallyOn _The Orphan's Tales_4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
10 people10. you are beyond a critic. you are quite frankly one of the most critical people i have ever met. and i thank you very much for it.10 people5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
9. you are like a daily taste of temptation. you hold me in your view even without any effort on your part.
8. why the hell do you always need to make everything you do emotional? why does it have to express some deep, emotional conflict? why can't you just write to write and take things as they are every once in a while?
7. why do you choose to cling to the dark? the light, however terrifying and fake it may seem, is a wonderful thing. why do you hide from it?
6. i can never repay you for all the things you have helped me come to terms with. words can not express my grattitude. they would do no justice to the kindness you have shown me.
5. why the fuck do you always need men around you? why do you always act as though having them follow you around with their mouths wide open makes you any better than them? why do you think your image is even important?