Young Justice 1:1Young JusticeYoung Justice 1:13 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Albatros Island: 5:28 a.m.
Red Arrow infiltrated the island in hopes of finding a research lab for the League of Shadows. There was a rumor that they were creating a weapon. He didn't know what that weapon was or what it could do, but if it was pursued by the League of Shadows, it wasn't a going to be a good thing.
It was a simple infiltration: disable the guards, trick the security systems and make sure that he stayed in the shadows, unseen. Though it was a bit more difficult this time. This weapon was very important for the strict security.
He quickly went down a really bright hall that led to a laboratory. That's where he got spotted. One of the mad scientists there tripped the alarm. Red Arrow quickly knocked everyone in the lab out cold and went to the back room where the weapon was being held in. The room held a large square container with monitors hooked up to it and cloudy green fluid swirling in it. He went to the control panel and began unlocking the conta
CATS Jellicle Wig TutorialHOW TO MAKE A JELLICLE COSTUME. PART 1, THE WIG.CATS Jellicle Wig Tutorial4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Notes: (1) Always buy large skeins on wig construction, especially 1-or-2 toned wigs
(2) 2 Medium skeins will cover leg and arm warmer needs (color variations vary the amount used)
(3) Tail belts should never be more than 3 shades, and always wide enough to fit over your hips (its easier just to slip them n using a double knot than tying them every time and worrying that they'll slip off)
(4) Yarn left over from wig and warmer construction can be used to make the tail belt and shoulder fluff
(5) If 'Prom' gloves aren't handy, 'princess' dress up gloves from children's play sets can be used, or (if you have the skill), one can be made from an old knee sock or a stretchy shirt.
(6) $ 50 = unitard
$ 16-30 = 6-12 Skeins of yarn (dependent on color and character)
$ 6-10 = wig base
$ 17-30 = shoes (Jazz or Gymnastic,)
$ 20-40 = makeup
$ 10-30 = costume paints
$ 20-60 = various t
Motley Twins' Origin-Backstory (Batman OCs)Motley Twins' Origin-Backstory (Batman OCs)4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Patricia & Richard O' Doherty are fraternal twins of Irish descent. Raised in an orphanage in Gotham City due to their parents dying when they were still very young, Patricia & Richard idolized Batman, Robin and Batgirl, even aspiring to be Robin and Batgirl someday.
On Halloween when they were 12 years old, they both had superhero inspired outfits made by one of the women at the orphanage for them to go trick or treating in. After getting all the candy they could handle, the twins witnessed a man being brutally beaten in an alleyway and decided to try and help him only to almost get beaten down themselves. Batman arrived on the scene and drove the thugs off, but yelled at the kids for their recklessness and running into the situation when they could've easily died.
Richard & Patricia didn't care as they just wanted to help, but after this incident their hopes and dreams were dashed and thus the twins ceased idolizing the "Batman Family". Several months later the twins witnessed The Jo
Him - Joker and Harley FicHim - Joker and Harley Fic6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As she walked into the asylum, she immediately had butterflies. She was finally going to meet him. She hadnt been chosen first for the task, or second for that matter, but the others had apparently failed and she was next in line. Even so, she was still excited in a professional way, of course.
She signed in at the front desk and after showing the appropriate paperwork was escorted by a guard into the patient hall. As she followed the guard down the long, narrow hall she wondered which one was his. She could hear many pained and afflicted cries resonating around her from the rooms she passed; could one of them possibly be his? To her surprise, however, the guard led her through the door at the end into yet another hall.
It was as if she had stepped into a completely different world. Rather than the crisp white painted walls and th
Gotham High - proposalGotham High - proposal4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"We all go through incredible changes as teenagers: growth spurts, bad skin, a sudden insatiable need to uphold justice and avenge your murdered parents . Well, that is if you're Bruce Wayne.
As if being a freshman at Gotham High wasn't tough enough, Bruce's insomnia and technological fascinations are taking their toll. Instead of spending his time studying, he has begun to obsess over an emerging personality trait: Batman. But under the watchful eye of his guardian and steward, Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce is forced to put his intelligence to good use: graduating high school. But given his classmates, can Bruce survive Gotham High?" Official blog entry made by Celeste Green and Jeffrey Thomas
A brief introduction
The start of their third year in high school. Bruce has finally returned to public school, due to his guardian's Alfred Pennyworth's insisting, after being home-schooled for eight years. He arrives to find it different from what he expected. The quarterback, Wayde, an
Enter The Mini Harlets"Ngh...Agh...H-...Huh? What the hell?" Mimi awoke surrounded by darkness in an empty room. She couldn't see anything being strapped to a chair. She struggled and struggled to no avail. She called out into the darkness hoping to get an answer. "Hello! Show your self!" Mimi said hearing another voice enter the room.Enter The Mini Harlets3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Geez girly. Would ya calm down." The voice said.
"Who are you and why am I strapped to this chair!" Mimi exclaimed.
"I've been watching you girly and I decided to test out something new of mine on you." The voice explained. "I like your style but your playing for the wrong team." The said explaining further.
"Who are you?" Mimi said at the figure who stepped into a light letting Mimi see a diamond red and black outfit with the figure wearing a jester's hat with Mimi knowing who it was. "Harley Quinn!" Mimi shouted.
"Bingo kiddo!" Harley laughed moving closer to Mimi.
"Stay back!" Mimi said but Harley ignored the statement.
"Relax kiddo. This will be over soon and you won't e
Goofing AroundTommy and one of his good friends Jasmine were bored one day. They had nothing to do, no place to go. The ultimate boredom of there lives. Sure they could go outside but its summer and hot as hell where they live. They'd end up getting nasty sunburn even if they went out with sunscreen. So decided to stay in and flip the t.v. channels.Goofing Around2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"So bored." Tommy said flipping past nickelodeon to another network.
"I know right, wish we could have some fun you know but it just to dam hot outside." Jasmine pouted in her chair crossing her arms moving her long soft brown hair from her eyes.
"Yeah." Tommy said scratching his spiky blonde hair. "So bored its ridiculous, maybe we should have went to that water park." Tommy thought.
"Nah, sensitive skin like ours would only breakout or whatever." She replied.
"Yeah." Tommy thought for a sec until he heard the door bell ringing. "Wonder who that could be." Tommy said answering it looking around.
No one was at the door when Tommy answered it but a simple
From One Tail Too Another ChapFrom One Tail Too AnotherFrom One Tail Too Another Chap2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Amiel Where are you!!”
“I’m right here ya big oaf” I lash my tail and pull him to where I’m sitting.
Gazing out across the almost barren land i think to myself "What happened to this land it used to be green and colorful just 2 years ago. I swish my tail from right to left as I hear a movement in the bushes.
"Come on Ian we have a lot to do before nightfall." I take off running north to my cabin.
“That’s true I suppose” Ian complies and starts running with me.
“Amiel” Ian yells loudly
“What!” I yell back at him
“Nothing just seems like you were nodding off for a second again I don’t know how you do it, how you know nodding off while running” he says quietly
“I wasn’t nodding off I was thinking of when I came to this town and why I am the only
One who has ears a tail and fur” I reply calmly my lips starting off as a sn
A Moment of Silence...I held my son, in my arms today...A Moment of Silence...2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And thought of all the things he'd say.
What he would tell you, if not for this.
I'll say instead, Some things I'll miss...
How, as a boy, curled up in bed...
I'd, peeking in, see just his head.
Even though he couldn't know it...
I'd stand in silence...just a moment.
When he told me he would marry,
And when he joined the military...
So quickly, go from boys to men
A silent moment once again...
The way the light would fill his face,
On furloughs from...that other place.
He's on my couch, away from violence,
I'd stare...just a moment...of silence.
I knew what he was fighting for.
The reasons he walked out the door.
It filled me up with so much pride...
My silent moment, could not hide.
A sneak attack, a bullet from
Another sniper with a gun...
In THAT moment fell my son...
His silence... heard by everyone...
The Fall OutStirred from the sound of rain, I sleepily raise my headThe Fall Out3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be greeted by the sultry pink dawn seeking me--
the first sign of sunlight in three days,
Or has it been more?
Yet, the storm that woke me brews in the next room.
The unsteady splashing against the floor tiles somehow
clashes nicely with the morning birds and traffic below.
I imagine him: vulnerable and naked,
intentionally away from me.
I roll over turning from the welcoming light of morning
facing a dim walled room as I close my eyes attempting
to remain asleep looking--
Anything to avoid our averted eyes.
These moments pass painfully slow,
more so than the throbbing in my head.
I yank the comforter over me in spite of the warm may weather.
At last, the shower ceases.
I hear the fumble of a belt buckle and feel the light from the bathroom
wash over my eyelids
as he enters our room, hesitantly.
My breathing is shallow and wavering as
I feel knots in my stomach uncomfortably tighten.
I wish I were truly asleep.
VOCALOID SynchronicitySynchronicityVOCALOID Synchronicity5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There is a realm which lives in constant fear of an evil dragon that lives on its outskirts. The dragon is not only evil, but also pretty much all-powerful, so you don't want to cross it...ever. Because of the dragon's influence over the realm, the kingdom's main religion is "dragonism", also known as the Draconic faith. In general, though, the dragon leaves the kingdom in peace, with one small exception. He demands that a young girl be brought to his cave, for him to keep as his prisoner. That girl is forced to sing and dance for him, until she starves to death or collapses from exhaustion. A new "Dragon Diva" is selected whenever one dies. This is pretty much the only thing the dragon demands of the kingdom, so in general, the country's people are more than happy to get the heck out of his way when he's choosing his next victim, or even openly help him, if it means that he'll refrain from wreaking any other kind of havoc on their realm. This is the s
MOTU POP TimelineWhaaat? Keith put up a HTML document instead of a PDF? But why?MOTU POP Timeline3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Because I want you, dear reader, to be able to use the links within this document, that's why. Now pretend to gasp in shock and awe as I pull aside the curtain on the creative process a little just to make things easier on you.
If you've been following the admittedly ginormous Masters of the Universe / Princess of Power (MOTU/POP) project I've been working on with fellow author Silverrose14, you've an inkling of how much material this is to keep track of.
So here is all the stories she commissioned me to write for this project alongside her own works. All the stories have been arranged according to this alternate universe's chronology, which should aid readers old and new to making sense of the damn things.
And say, if you like what you see when reading these stories, please consider hiring me yourself.
He's A Joke Song ParodyHe's A Joke Song Parody5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What a Joke
What A JOKE!
He's a Joke
But I Love him
Breaks a new face
He's a Joke
They abhor him
And I only Hope
He'll stay that way
He's a joke
He's a scoundrel
He's a quipster
He's a cad
He's a joke
But I love him
Yes, even I have
Got it pretty bad
You never know
When he'll show up
He gives you
Plenty of trouble
I guess he's just a
No 'count clown
But I wish
That he were double
He's a rat
He's a jokester
And there's nothing
More to say
If he's a joke
He's a good one
And I wish that I
Could Chuckle his way
Wish that I could chuckle his way
Wish that I could chuckle his way
Wish that I could chuckle his way
Tarde OscuraTarde Oscura6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
En esta tarde
En mi alma nieva
Tu piel es tan helada
Tu cercanía tan lejana
Tu sonrisa inexistente, una
Nube negra cubre mi cielo
Tu voz, un susurro que se
Ha robado el viento, tus
Ojos, ayer luz, hoy
Tu abrazo tibio, tu beso
Suave, son lo que ayer soñé
Y que hoy no vivo
Tristeza es lo único que
Siento aparte de las lágrimas
Que mis ojos derraman
Ausente esta el amor..
En este atardecer lo único
Que quiero, que deseo
Es dormir para ver si así
Despierto de esta terrible pesadilla.
batman x joker oneshotAbrí los ojos con el sol dándome a la cara, había olvidado cerrar las cortinas. Pase la mano por la cara debido a la molestia, pero esta persistía así que me gire al otro lado... y entonces lo vi...batman x joker oneshot2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
El se encontraba boca abajo, con la cabeza hacia la derecha. De inmediato de invadieron los recuerdos de la noche anterior. Todo lo que me hizo, lo que yo le hice, todo lo que nos dijimos, razonaban en mi cabeza una y otra vez. Seguía sin saber su nombre. Para mi aun era Joker. Aunque claro el sabía el mio, ahora lo sabía. Había algo mas que rondaba por mi cabeza. Era la voz de mi conciencia reclamándome el error que había cometido. Un error. Claro que era un error. Me había acostado con un criminal, mi mayor enemigo, un psicópata, y sobre todo eso un hombre. "Pero..." Me sumí en mis pensamientos mientras miraba, o mas bien admiraba, su cuerpo. Su espalda, sus brazos, su cabello... Sin pensarlo gire hasta quedar sobre el, con cuidado para no despertarlo. Y asi pude mirar su rostro, ya sin m
Selfish Suicide"People who kill themselves are selfish."Selfish Suicide1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Well, darling, let me tell you a story,
A story all too true.
A daughter who became a wife, a wife who became a mother.
A mother of three girls...
One just above the age of a toddler,
One at the age of twelve,
And one entering the life of a married adult.
Now, the youngest girl was watching television,
And the oldest at the neighbor's home.
The twelve year old daughter sat at a computer with her closest friend,
When something terrifying happened.
Her mother was in the kitchen, coughing.
The daughter, although unable to see her mother, only could imagine the situation.
The mother walked calmly past the daughter with tears rushing down her face,
And up the stairs she went,
Into her bedroom...
Locking the door behind her.
The daughter, hearing the door lock, didn't bother to check on her mother.
She decided to expect and hope for the best.
Five, maybe ten minutes passed, the daughter still sitting at the computer,
When the mother stumbled down the
End The Hate (Gay Rights Poem)I was walking with my husband,End The Hate (Gay Rights Poem)8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
During the month of May.
His name is Bobby,
And I'm Adam Galloway.
We were holding hands,
We were happy as can be;
And then we met a stranger,
And he said to me:
"Look here at the faggots!
You're ruining my path!
I hate you gay ass fuckers,
Now you'll feel my wrath!"
The man pulled out a gun,
He aimed it at my head;
Bobby jumped in front of me -
Poor Bobby is now dead.
I caught his falling body,
As the stranger ran away.
I lost the love of my life,
All because we're gay.
He risked his life for me,
For Adam Galloway.
His name is Bobby G.
He died for being gay...
I was eating with my wife,
We were on a date.
Her name is Sarah,
My name is Deven Kate.
We got kicked out for kissing,
So we approached our car;
And what we both had seen,
Was pretty bizzare.
Our tires had been popped,
Our windows had been smashed,
The back seat was on fire;
So we both had dashed.
We didn't get that far,
When a girl got in our way;
She said to us, "Now burn!
FreakForgotten by someFreak8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Respected by no one
Kindness is what I need.
Seeing him againSeeing him again3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What should I do if I see him again? If our path crossed once again.
Should I be happy?
Should I be sad?
Should I cry a litre of tears?
Should I laugh for falling for him?
Should I be mad at myself?
Will my chest hurt again?
Will the time stop once more if I look in his eyes?
I tried to forget about him after all these years, I really did!
I tried loving someone else but it felt like it wasn't right.
My mind forgot about him but a piece of myself and my heart wasn't able to move on.
I thought it was a merely obsession but it wasn't!
What should I do? Tell me!
Now that he is standing a feet away from me, why is he wearing a surprised look on his face filled with mixed emotions?
Why is my feet rooted in this spot while he is walking towards me?
Why can't my eyes leave his?
Will he still remember me after all these years even if it's only my name?
Should I forgive him for befriending me and suddenly disappearing?
No! Don't come any closer! But my voice won't come out.
He called my name. I
TheodoreI stared at him across the pillow. Dark hairs lay scattered along my line of vision, broken off during the restless night.Theodore7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Good morning Theodore..." I whispered, stretching one arm out to touch him. The feel of him brushing against my fingers put me at ease, and I flopped back against my bed. "We've got lots to do today, you know. You've got to help me hang out the washing. And you look like you could use a bath, my friend..."
Theodore said nothing. He simply stared back at me. I let out a sigh and rolled onto my back, to gaze at my ceiling. "I think I could do with a shower too..."
I gently lowered my dearest friend into the tub, and let the warm water lap around him. Gently scrubbing at his furry sides, I let my little mouse soak in the water.
"Isn't that lovely, Theodore? I'm sure you like that. I know I'd love to be pampered like this..." Visions of my own bathtub returned to me, haunted by the sound of giggles. I pushed it to the back of my mind. "...I wonder if he ever treated y