Wonderbolt Academy told entirely in rhyme.To start out this one they're enjoying a meal,Wonderbolt Academy told entirely in rhyme.2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
while Pinkie hops around with no shortage of zeal.
They take the time to spout some exposition,
as they all await Rainbow Dash's admission.
To the Wonderbolts Academy she has applied,
and we hear how she's awesome before an answer they provide.
At first she reports that she's been rejected,
before revealing the lie and saying she's been selected!
RD soon leaves to the Wonderbolt unknown,
and Pinkie calls out with a giant megaphone.
After the op'ning we look to the skies,
where into the camp Rainbow Dash now flies.
The new recruits end up all forming a line,
before Spitfire does her best to get them to resign.
She goes up to Rainbow and implies that she'll quit,
RD refutes her; to this she'll commit.
Back to Spitfire the final pony in the line snaps,
and to prove herself they all do five hundred laps.
Rainbow begins racing this new pegasi,
and their race to 500 ends in a tie.
The duo land and Spitfire commends,
leading the pair to become ra
One Bad Apple told entirely in rhymeApplebloom starts us off by hiding in an armoire,One Bad Apple told entirely in rhyme2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She's getting ready to greet a cousin who has traveled in from afar.
Applejack rolls her eyes and tells her not to stress,
while Applebloom dirties her room with all manner of dress.
The pair arrive at the Friendship Express station,
The crusaders arrive and bounce with anticipation.
The crusaders plan out what persuasion they'll need,
and the train finally arrives with the cargo of Babs Seed.
For Babs the crusaders try to meet every need and service,
But upon being swarmed the other filly seems nervous.
They take her to the clubhouse and show her around,
but a positive reaction just cannot be found.
So they bring her outside to show her their float,
But Diamond and her toady show up to gloat.
They point out Babs has a blank flank as well,
but all thoughts of Babs being a crusader she does quickly quell.
She turns on Applebloom and her crusading pals,
She makes fun of their club and joins the other gals.
Babs then shows almost no self-c
Smile.Jpg Story/Creepypasta Pt 1Smile.Jpg Story/Creepypasta Pt 13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Toby had been at his computer all night, for a few nights. He just couldn't get over the other night. Mike lifting his machete, as it went down, slicing Slenderman's neck. The spinal cord being sliced as blood oozed from Slender's rolling head. His lifeless body just letting it go free. He couldn't think straight. He had bags forming under his eyes.
*FIRST PERSON POV*
I'm so tired from the other night. The image just keeps playing in my mind. I turned around and noticed my window was slowly lighting up. What day was it? Monday? Tuesday? ffghftsday? Oh what am I thinking. I need sleep. I almost jumped up when I heard my door open and James walk in. He as well had drowsy eyes, but they weren't as bad as mine. "Dude, get some sleep. It's been 2 days." I shook my head slowly as I stared at my screen watching as many funny videos as i could. My mind kept saying the same things. "Slenders, dead. I am alive. Calm down. You're safe now." My reflexes almost went for my pistol that I now leave o
Red Moon Chapter 1- Evil Around UsRed Moon Chapter 1- Evil Around Us2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He held up the lantern with a worried glance. For some reason, he wasn't home anymore. He had been dropped into a huge forest in the middle of the night. The only things around him when he awoke were a lantern, oil, and Stephano holding a potion.
"Why am I here? This isn't a game..."
The golden statue gave a sigh. "I don't know." A terrifying answer to hear from someone who was usually PewDie's best hope. "I'm just as confused as you are. This is something I've never come across..."
"Now I'm scared." The Swedish male paused, his eyes growing wide. "Stephano?! What was that?! Nej, nej, nej!!"
In the process of flailing about and screaming, he had dropped Stephano and shattered the potion all over him. "Oi, Felix! Calm do-" With a bright flash of light, the Frenchman grew into a larger person than Felix himself. But the flustered male was far too busy refilling the lantern to even cast a glance over to the spectacle behind him.
"... Merde! Why am I wearing shorts!" The golden-clad male q
Worthy Adversary - Part 1Worthy Adversary - Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“That unfinished building; is that were I’m supposed to look for him?” Glen Remus was on the phone with his partner, Adam. He hunted down dangerous criminals that the police needed help with. Glen had been hired to track someone down, and he was currently driving to the last place that someone had seen this person. He drove up to a multi storied building that looked like it was close to being finished; but the only machinery around it was a few old trucks.
“Yeah that’s the place.” Adam replied, “They stopped working on it when many of the workers reported seeing a monster or something. Probably the guy we’re looking for.” Glen got out of the car and looked up at the building; it was maybe four or five stories high. He had remembered reading something about this building, that several cops had been brutally killed. One was been shot, another died of blood loss, and another seemed to have been thrown around so much that many of his bo
Sick DayI had gotten the message from one of Tooth’s mini fairies who flew to my warren about an hour ago. Needless to say wasn’t sure on how to react to it. None of the other guardians had ever fallen seriously ill before; no one knew what to do in a situation like this.Sick Day2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After gathering up what little medical supplies I had into my pack and instructing the eggs on what to do while I was gone, I opened one of my tunnel systems and headed for the North Pole. The message from Tooth and the others kept circulating through my mind. Jack had appeared on North’s doorstep, shivering and suffering from a fever. North said Jack passed out as soon as he knew that North had seen him. North then immediately had the yetis notify all of us; North needed our help with this. While being great with children when they are healthy, North had no experience in how to care for an ill child. Let alone an 18 year-old immortal winter spirit.
North was reviewing some of the yetis
This Day Aria The Doctor and The MasterThis Day Is Going To Be PerfectThis Day Aria The Doctor and The Master3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The Kind Of Day Ive Been Planning For So Long
EveryPony Will Gather Round
As I Stand There In My Prime
What They Dont Know It That I Have Fooled Them All
This Day Was Going To Be Perfect
The One Day I Want Nothing To Go Wrong
But Instead Of Haveing Cake
Im Afraid Ill Be Late
Those Wedding Bells Sound Like Drumming In My Ears
I Dont Care What You Think
I Just Want Th Universe
Grasped Between My Hooves
And The Only Way For Me
To Get What I Need
Is For The Doctor To Go Away
OH Doctor Your Such A Fool
Your Wife Is Now Just A Tool
And The Universe Will Be All Mine
We Must Escape Before Its To Late
To The TARDIS We Must Go
Hope,We Get There Right Away
My Hearts Are Getting Faster
As Time Is Getting Slower
And I Cant Care For Love And Cherish Her Each Day
For I Oh So Love The Bride
In My Hearts She Does Reside
OH Derpy Hooves
Ill Be There Just In Time
Finally The Moment Has Arrives
The Universe Will Finally Be Mine
Oh The Wedding We Wont Make
The Universe At St
Reasons Why the Doctor and Rose Should SnogThe Doctor was walking through the TARDIS, searching for his companion. They had just arrived at Cloacina and he was itching to explore it. However, he seemed to have lost Donna. She was not in the kitchen, her room or the pool. As he passed the library, he suddenly noticed the sound somebody typing on a computer. A smile spread across his face as he sprinted into the room, ready to drag Donna off to his adventure.Reasons Why the Doctor and Rose Should Snog2 years ago in Humor More Like This
She was sitting on the couch, fully engrossed in whatever she was doing, barely looking up as he ran into the room. He stood in the doorway, smiling broadly, and waiting for her to ask him what he was doing. However, she never did. She just kept typing, completely ignoring him. He coughed slightly, but she did not react. The last time this had happened was a few weeks ago, when he had accidentally ruined her favourite top (He was only trying to help her! He did not mean to make it burst into flames!) He stood there for another minute, before curiosity got the better of him.
Kagekao Creepypasta Part 2Kagekao Creepypasta Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
(Link to Part 1 in Description)
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Mark left the bar he was at. He had come to this bar to have a little bit to drink before he faced Beatrice but he didn’t feel like drinking at all and hardly touched what he had bought. Mark told himself that he would go and apologize like a man and set off towards her house.
Mark reached out his fist and knocked on the door loudly. He waited. No one answered. He pressed the doorbell several times, and could hear it ring through the house. Still no one answered. Getting worried, he knocked on the door and shouted her name, still no one answered. He tried the door knob, and it opened. That was odd; she usually kept the door locked.
The first thing he noticed when he entered was the open window, the wood bordering the sides of it seemed to have a lot of claw marks on it, like a cat had been there. He walked into the dining room, calling out her name. He paused when he saw the bottle of champagne on the table. It was
Creepypasta- Black SwannaYou came here to visit your family... your mother and father, buried in this tower. Haha, you're wondering now to whom this voice you hear belongs. Very well, I will show myself. ... There, see? I'm not that exciting. I much prefer how I used to look. Oh, darling child, there is no need to run. I am but a friendly creature with no place in this world - or any other - to go. My heart will never truly leave, no matter what my body may do... You look hopeful now. Let me dash that hope; I am the only resident in this tower. I am afraid your parents do not belong to this world anymore. I hoped to find my child here also... but he is gone too. Where? Why, to the same place your parents went. No, there is no need to feel sorry; this happened a long time ago, and my tears have all but dried up over the ages. It is a curious tale, actually... Want to hear? It would be a good way to occupy my time... and I could use the company...Creepypasta- Black Swanna4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It started when I evolved from Ducklett to Swanna. I was a most b
Polaris #1: Fantasy ZonePolaris #1: Fantasy Zone3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Twilight Sparkle had never run so fast in her life--not that she had lived very long.
She ran across green hills and plains, leaving Canterlot Castle and its festivities behind her. She expected to become short of breath any second, but it never happened.
Soon she could see a house in the distance. As it drew closer, she could see a white unicorn looking out the second story window.
He didn't notice her. He was probably studying the castle guards from a distance again. He'd always told her that he wanted to be one someday.
She went into the house, up the stairs, and bolted through the door to his room.
Shining Armor quickly noticed her voice and looked behind himself. When he realized what the both of them were in for, he held out his hooves. "Twilight! Slow down!"
"Wha?... oh, no!"
She planted her own hooves to stop, but it was too late. She skidded and crashed into him with considerable force, the impact causi
KageKao Creepypasta Part 1KageKao Creepypasta Part 12 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Mark sighed and looked out at the night sky. He was standing on the roof on his apartment building, four stories up. Sometimes Mark just liked to stay up here and reflect, it was quiet and peaceful. Looking down you could see the normal hustle and bustle of city life but if you looked up you could see the beautiful sky, and sometimes even a full moon or some stars.
Mark walked along the border of the roof that helped keep him from falling to his death. It was pretty late; he should be going back down to his apartment soon. Then he saw something waving in the wind a few meters away. Mark walked over to it and picked it up, seeing that it was today’s newspaper, he began to read the front page:
YOUNG MAN FOUND DEAD NEAR WOODS
Earlier today John Parker, age 20, was found dead near the northern woods. His family stated that he never had any real enemies, but he was a bit of a trouble maker. Still they di
Broken Mirrors.Jeff stared at himself in the mirror, his sanity still fighting for its rightful place in his mind, but insanity was burned deep into the teen now and It wasn't going to give up so easily.Broken Mirrors.2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Look at you! This isn't what you wanted; this was never what you wanted! You're a monster..
Yes a monster How can I say it's not what I wanted? That rush felt during every kill. That painful tug at my chest when I didn't. Of COURSE I wanted it!!
It would go on this way for a while, Jeff fighting with himself, sometimes the conversation would spill out of his head and he would actually scream at himself. The perpetual grin carved into his cheeks could not mask the sorrow, confusion, hopelessness, even anger that the teen felt.
Finally when he'd had too much, his fist would connect with the mirror with such force the entire thing shattered, cutting up Jeff's hand. Not that he even noticed.
A Brief History of The Writer, Slenderman's MemoryEdgar Allen Poe.... Known to all humans by that very name...A Brief History of The Writer, Slenderman's Memory2 years ago in Settings More Like This
A name that's remembered by everyone... But not I....
I knew him as a different man, with a different name....
With a secret purpose unknown to mankind except those who fell victim to his words...
The one you knew as Poe, was known to the monsters as..
His creativity was unmatched. He did not simply MURDER his victims, and retrieved their souls... He made it an art.
He was one of my favorite underlings, hardly an underling at all in fact... More like an old friend throughout the years...
I never missed a chance to watch him work... One of my favorite performances had to be the pit and the pendulum. I felt the suspense just watching it happen.
In the end, he let me have the last laugh, as I "rescued" the victim from their torment.
...................... . . .
One night, in October, I was to take out a man called Albert Reynolds...
You see, What I did not realize was that this man... had
That Night Part TwoHer sketch book was filled with beautiful paintings and drawings. Such bright, vibrant colors that seemed to jump out of the page; this young girl was clearly talented. She was asleep in her bed that was on the opposite side of her desk in her bedroom. I set the sketch book down and crept toward her as I didn't want to wake her. Jessica. That was her name. I extended a tentacle and touched her forehead. I sent nightmares into her pleasant dreams. It was always more fun when the victim panicked. One technique I had learned since the transformation was the ability to teleport. I vanished out of her room and outside the bedroom window. She jumped up and screamed with her hands on her head; she was obviously terrified. I tapped on the window, which startled her and she came over to open it up and look outside. Rookie mistake, I thought. She opened it and a tentacle shot out and wrapped around her mouth before she could scream. I pulled her out of her room and held her up towards the sky. TThat Night Part Two2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Common Sindarin PhrasesCommon Sindarin Phrases4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Common Phrases in Sindarin
Sindarin is technically not a functional language, there are so many words missing. Simple words are just simply non-existant. But there is some help for the language, it's a beautiful, poetic, and its in Lord of the Rings for goodness sake.
If there are any phrases that you would like to see me translate, feel free to contact me and I will add them to the list.
So you may want to review this page many times after seeing it for the first time.
"thou" : formal
"you" : informal
-----a dash before the characters make it a suffix that is used for verbs and possessive
Formal: lín ; informal: -ch
Formal: -l (obscure) pl: -dh ; informal: -g ; pl: -ch
(the reason the l is obscure is because it can often be confused with a verb tense that is why it is best to avoid it)
__1: Aiya "Hail" [this one stems from Que
Friendship? (slender man x reader chpt.1)[This story will be taken down soon, I'm sorry. In my journal it will explain why.]Friendship? (slender man x reader chpt.1)3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
People told me that I was insane, but I thought otherwise...
"You are insane!" (y|f|n) said, "Why would you want to do that? You'll die!"
___ thought for a bit, maybe it would be risky to her life, but she was willing to take it...
"I'll be okay, besides, im really curious." (y|f) rolled her eyes"Rrriiighhttt! That's what you always say!" she huffed.
"But wait, if I do find out he is real, most likely I'll be dead, or if im lucky I'll still be alive!" you said cheerfully.
(y|f) gave you that famous "do-I-need-to-take-you-to-the-insane-asylum?" look.
"What? I just wanna know the unknown!"___ raised her hands in defense."C'mon what can POSSIBLY go WRONG?"
-End Flash Back-
You were trembling,'Oh geez' you thought, this was your final resort, You were gonna
Jeff the Killer (Fan-Fic)I open my eyes at the slightest sound. No thing's there, just a window and a bookshelf. I slowly close my eyes again.Jeff the Killer (Fan-Fic)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's three in the morning. I should be asleep; I have school in the morning. Lots of tests to take when I get to school.
But, I always feel that there's someone in the room with me. Like someone is watching, waiting for me to sleep so they can get their work done. I sit up on my bed and stare at the wall. I am filled with thoughts, where is he hiding? Will I even see someone tonight? Did I study enough for my tests? Is that window open? My eyes sit on the window. I feel a cool night's breeze flow onto my skin. It is open
I smirk; he has finally arrived. I turn my head to the right; he sits there like he's waiting to open Christmas presents. I stare into his cold, dark eyes. An endless pit of misery. I look at his pale skin, burned from hatred. His hand; deals a knife. A bloody knife of which he has slain many people with. His wide, red mouth holds a smile, a smile
What The Hell Are You Doing Here?What The Hell Are You Doing Here?2 years ago in Horror More Like This
It was nearing midnight. Jeff looked at the bright full moon surrounded by dark clouds. He smirked, time for another one. He approached the house that he had been watching for a while, he had been waiting nearly all day till the time that he felt safe to go inside when the resident was fast asleep. From the information he gathered by watching the house for a while, he knew that one man lived in the small house, but he didn’t know if anyone else lived with him.
Jeff looked around the outside of the house, looking for an entry point. He noticed that a window on the second floor was open, but he didn’t feel like climbing up. Jeff walked around the walls of the house, inspecting the windows to see if any of them were open. Finally getting sick of just observation, he tried to open one of the windows, it didn’t budge. He tried another, and another, all the same result.
Jeff glared at the house in frustration; he really didn’t want to have to climb up the side of the
Friendship? (Slenderman x Reader) chpt.2[This story will be taken down soon. I'm sorry. In my journal, it will explain why.]Friendship? (Slenderman x Reader) chpt.22 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
You came walking back from (work|school). As you entered your home, you glanced at the clock that sat on top of the wall, it was 5:13 p.m.,
with that you sighed. 'Come on give me a break clock, dont taunt me!' you thought. So while you sat there like a couch potato, thinking and
preparing your self for the up-coming visit. You really did'nt want to do anything offensive to him. Peering at the clock again, the time was
8:10, "Holy crap!" you shouted. Grabbing your sweater and keys, you ran out the door, narrowly forgetting to lock your door.
-Time skip Timmy, skipping up yo time-
As you went down the same hill from last night, you some how remebered to bring a flashlight. You clicked it on, instant relief washed over
you, the light some what giving you a small feeling of security. Walking through the creepy woods, and then hearing the familiar rustle,
you turned to meet
Guide to Mild Cursing in LatinGuide to Mild Cursing in LatinGuide to Mild Cursing in Latin2 years ago in Humor More Like This
WARNING: Compiled from the Internet. The Author has no formal Latin training. Use at your own risk.
Di immortales!: Ye gods! (Egad!)
Abi in malam rem!: Go to the devil! (Erre es korakas is the Greek equivalent. Abite in malam rem for the plural form)
Vae!: Woe! (i.e. Dammit!)
Asinus stultissimus!: Dumb ass! (Literally, where 'asinus' [from which 'ass' is derived] refers to the donkey creature thing)
Fatuus!: Idiot! (Vlacas is the Greek equivalent. Fatuis is the plural form)
Tu es vere stultus!: You are really dumb! (Swap es and vere to get 'You really are dumb')
Ego sum vere stultus!: I'm really dumb! (Sadly, I find myself saying this a lot. Swap sum and vere to get 'I really am dumb
60 Things Pinkie Pie isn't Allowed to Do Anymore1. I will stop narrating events around me.60 Things Pinkie Pie isn't Allowed to Do Anymore2 years ago in Humor More Like This
2. Bananas do not make good boomerangs.
3. Pinkie Pie will stop speaking in the third pony.
4. I will stop making "You might be a redneck" jokes around the Apple Family.
5. Take that costume off.
6. I will not reorganize Twilight's books without her knowledge.
7. "I was bored" is not an excuse.
8. Coffee is off-limits.
9. Especially after what happened last time.
10. No pony wants to see me to a table dance.
11. Get down from there.
12. I live in the country of Equestria, not Imaginaryland.
13. Pudding is eating, not for bathing.
14. Same goes for chocolate milk.
15. And anything vaguely liquid for that matter.
16. Fireworks are only supposed to be set off outside.
17. Remember what happened last time?
18. I am not allowed to go cow-tipping anymore.
19. I will not mess with Rarity's mane.
20. Especially when she's not asleep.
21, I will not make faces at anypony behind their backs.
22. Or while they're facing me.
23. I am not allowed t
Fic: The Reunion At Duckburg Ch:1Title: The Reunion At DuckburgFic: The Reunion At Duckburg Ch:13 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Author: Sosa Lola
Fandoms: Goof Troop and Ducktales
Written For: The Crossover Contest at Disney-Club and Disney-Fusion.
Summary: The reunion between friends is held at Scrooge McDuck's house. Max Goof doesn't wanna waste his Spring Break on a cantankerous miser and his mischievous nephews, but being an eleven year old kid, he doesn't have a say in this.
Max lowered the brim of his cap over his eyes, hoping that unseeing what was happening right in front of him would make it unreal somehow. His father's usual howl as he dropped from the top of the car to the ground destroyed that blissful fantasy. He groaned and watched his dad attempt to strap the luggage on top of the car with little to no success without Max's help, it would take him forever to finish, which was the ultimate pl
MockingbirdI froze where I was in front of my dresser. I heard it, echoing deep in the dark corridors of my mind – her voice. My mother’s voice. How many years had it been since I’d heard it? I gazed into the gloomy hallway outside my bedroom door. My finger tapped the light switch, but it was a stormy night. The power had gone out even before I went to bed. I grabbed my phone off of my nightstand and turned the brightness up, allowing the glow of the screen to become my flashlight. I stepped gingerly down the hall towards my late mother’s voice.Mockingbird2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
‘Hush little baby, don’t say a word… mama’s gonna buy you a mockingbird…’
I swallowed hard and my throat tightened as an all too familiar pain in my heart stirred once again. Regret, sorrow, desperation. Knowing that, if I had just asked her to stay for another minute, she might still be here today.
But… was she?
That voice… it was hers. I knew it. Was I dreaming? If I was, I did