The InternThe InternThe Intern1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Mm.. mmmph?" Beckie's vision blurred in and out as the venom injected into her took hold. The cellar was dank and moist.
Her nose twitched under the silk with the smell of rotting flesh permutating from the skeletal remains of her predecessors. Her captor scuttled along the webbed walls and the course hairs brushed against her cocoon. She blinked and shuddered as she witnessed the red headed girl now having a stomach bulge as great as her. She tried to shift her weight from side to side but the sticky web that encased her only stretched so far to let her figure wriggle slightly.
Her predecessor wasn’t fairing so lucky. Becky witnessed the soft, brown eyes of her friend widen with terror as their captor approached. She shuddered in fear when she watched the struggling red head whimper in terror as the finger like spinnerets brushed against her face and sealed her red locks in a sticky blanket of silk.
“MMMMPH!!” she screamed and shook her head fro
Just For Laughs!Babe I know this ain't going to be poetic or nothing,Just For Laughs!3 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
But y'know I just have a need to express my feelings:
*Excessive throat clearing*
Roses be red and them violets be blue,
I'm the only Asian kid in the ghetto;
What's up wit chu?
You lookin' at me like, damn you're fine!
Babe you know you blow my mind.
I may not be tall,
But my height is just right.
I'mma sleep on yo chest,
When you get cold at night.
And if yo boyfriend is big,
Then I'mma run right now.
Cause, I don't wanna look like my face is DOG CHOW,
So uh, I'm losin' my train of thought,
I think this is all I got.
Babe I think you're hot,
Gimme yo number, uh, before you get shot.
BIG GUY AND RUSTY THEME SONGBIG GUY AND RUSTY THEME SONG6 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
"Watch the skies, coming at you,
A hero of metal hue,
He locks horns with disaster,
For the red and white and blue,
Then was born a boyrobot,
Miracle of science,
Ready to battle large monsters,
Supercharged and quick on the draw,
Pretty darn good, but he needs help,
The Big Guy, he's a big deal,
Heart of gold, and fists of steel,
Clobbering evil entities, with Rusty at his heel,
Now that they're a mighty team,
The boy robot lives his dream,
To be a legend in history,
The Big Guy and Rusty!"
My friend shining in the darkWhen you try to comfort me,My friend shining in the dark1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You say that everything's okay.
But it's really hard for me to believe you,
When everywhere, all around me,
The universe try to tell me the opposite,
The world is screaming at me:
That I'm a wrong person....
But you are still here,
Trying to make me feel better...
But I don't know what to do!
I'm lost in my pain,
I'm lost in the insults here and there,
Everywhere around me
There is insult from mean & innocents!
Seems just like everyone hate me...
But you're still there my friend.
And I'm sorry if it hurts you but...
It's really hard to hear you out...
Seems like nobody understand me,
And nobody cares at all,
But you, just you my friend,
You are here,
Maybe you don't understand
But you care about,
You notice me and accept me,
You are here...
And you support me like you can,
I wanted to thank you.
My friend shining in the dark
The Road Not Taken: 1945Turtledove's "Road not Taken" in 1945.The Road Not Taken: 19452 years ago in Settings More Like This
In this world, another bunch of pre-scientific aliens descended upon British India in October, 1945, with plunder and conquest in mind, only to run into machine guns, anti-aircraft artillery, overlapping fields of fire, etc. The dark red, somewhat slimy and rather appendage-gifted Ssslethy being rather less cute than the teddy-bearish Roxolani, and the Indian Army of 1945 being a trifle more ruthless than the US army of 2039, none of the invaders survived: however, the antigravity generator for one of their shuttles was captured intact.
Earth scientists have spent the last 65 years banging their heads against the incontrovertible fact that if you arrange copper, quartz crystals, and a piece of magnetite in a certain configuration, and rotate it, you get an antigravity field, in spite of there being no discernable reason why this should be so. Quantum mechanics has gone off in some very odd directions, most of them dead ends, since 1945, as have th
Girls und Panzer: Flyboys PrologueGirls und Panzer: Flyboys Prologue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A/N: Well, I figured that I'd start one of these sooner or later. Being a military and history buff, I enjoy learning more and more about the tech from WWII and Girls und Panzer made me think a lot about that. But ever since I started watching Girls und Panzer I began to wonder, what do the boys do? If Sensha-do, Tankery, Tankwondo, whatever you wanna call it is for girls then what's there for boys? Suddenly it hit me, airplanes! Ever since WWI dogfighting (or fights between planes) has always been like a duel in the sky between men. One guy already came up with the concept here on , I figured I'd make my own version of this idea and add more characters and planes. So enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Girls und Panzer and all characters associated with it. I do own all OCs and un-affiliated places of the story however.
From the air he could see them, 5 tanks in all rumbling through the ravine
Cicadas in the HibiscusThe WastelandCicadas in the Hibiscus1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Planet Earth is dead.
The Biospheres are pristine,
He breaks ships for cash
but has never flown above
the smog and rusting.
They revolve like moons
with a hundred white faces.
Billions look up.
The Garden of Eden
"Let's feed the Earthlings,"
cries a human. She wonders
Extinct flowers bloom.
The day cycle ends and she
watches the dome split.
were renamed by the Founders.
She finds Orion.
The Dark Star
He collects spare parts,
amasses a ship in months,
then learns to pilot.
"There's no need for a
license to kill, kill, kill, kill,
She sees him coming,
but says nothing. The glass
erupts to soundless.
They watch from the ground
and color televisions.
Some cheer. Some sicken.
"And measures have been
taken to ensure no more
Spheres will be damaged."
The borders tighten.
Someone starves in Coal City.
Planet Earth is dead.
You should date a guy who writesDate a guy who writes. Date a guy whose fingers are stained with ink, whose pockets are filled with pens, and whose eyes smile and dance with curiosity. Date a guy who notices things like the colour of your hair and the way you have your coffee, not because he has to, but just because it’s a habit of his to notice things. Date a guy who can barely get around a computer, but is expert with his word processor. It doesn’t matter; he prefers pen and paper anyway.You should date a guy who writes1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Find a guy who writes. You’ll find him just outside a library. He’ll like the idea of being outside, on the verge of a thousand worlds, a few steps away. He’ll love the idea of being outside, on the brink of one world, a few carefully placed letters away.
Or he will be inside a café. He doesn’t care whether it’s boutique or Gloria Jeans, moodily or well lit, though he likes it there especially when it’s raining. He will be the one with a notebook in one hand, pen in the other,
Don't Forget a Soldier This Veterans' Day!Don't Forget a Soldier This Veterans' Day!2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Dont Forget a Soldier
Words and music ©2012 by D. A. Smith.
All Rights Reserved.
Don't forget a soldier When you say "I'm free"
There are men who died—just like Jesus Christ
To protect the lives of you and me
Don't forget a soldier when you're walking down the street
Gotta keep the pride—keep hope and dreams alive
And help others in their fight to be free
Don't forget a soldier as they fight for freedom and liberty
Proudly sacrifice so we can live a life that is true
Stand up now for the Red, White and Blue
Don't forget a soldier—
Don't forget a soldier—
Don't forget a soldier—
When you say "I'm free."
My Little Dashie: First BathStep....step....My Little Dashie: First Bath3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Dashie?" I called out. A few tiny hoof taps sounded against the wooden flooring of my house, and a particular cyan filly darted around a corner and skidded to a stop in front of me, gazing up at my face with those large, innocent violet eyes of hers. She blinked. Not only a week ago had she uttered her first words, and just recently she had been exploring the house while I was away at work.
I set my keys in the cupboard above the sink I normally keep them in, before reaching down and grabbing the filly with both hands, setting her on the countertop by the sink. She sat down on her haunches, and continued staring up at me as I cranked the handle on the sink engraved with a large "H". Water poured out the nozzle, which quickly snagged her attention.
I had retrieved water for her before via the sink (as my refrigerator's water dispenser had been broken since before my parents passed), but, from her diminutive vantage point, she had never actually witnessed the wat
Titan World : GAAF Weapons/Vehicle Archive3AHC “Hee Haw” : The Auroric Anti-Aberration Hand Cannon, or 3AHC, is a fully auroric bazooka-type handheld weapon used by GAAF foot soldier to control the movement of Aberrations. It does not fire the sustained auroric ray of the original Triple A Gun, but a quick burst that usually stretches only fifteen meters long instead. The blats can inflict moderate damage against low- to mid-level creatures, but is useless against armored individuals. Nicknamed the “Hee Haw,” because that is what soldiers claim its use makes them want to shout.Titan World : GAAF Weapons/Vehicle Archive1 year ago in Profiles More Like This
AAAR-2 “Triple A Gun” : The first operable auroric vehicle created by James Moreau, the Auroric Anti-Aberration Ray 2 is a powerful cannon-type weapon usually mounted on a tank or truck. It fires a wavering green stream of accelerated energy particles that can scorch the hides of even high-level Aberrations and penetrate armor with repeated uses; it remains one of the most useful anti-Aberration weapons
CourageYou ask me, 'what is courage?'Courage3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Courage is seeing the hail of fire that surrounds you;
The flashes of light that blind.
Projectiles that score flesh and bone,
Sending red rivers splashing through the sky.
Courage is seeing all of that and staying on to fight,
Simply because there are those who cannot.
Shattered Glass DecepticonsMegatron:Shattered Glass Decepticons6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Peace will come for all Cybertronians."
As a young mathematician, Megatron lectured at one of Cybertron's most prestigious universities. During the course of his own studies, he had developed a set of equations that could predict social trends in a given society. He was alarmed when these trends pointed to a civil war on Cybertron. His colleagues dismissed his work as the paranoid ranting of a lunatic. He saw them as simply misguided and he retreated underground to prepare for the coming war. When Optimus Prime began his march across Cybertron, Megatron was ready. He had developed the art of transformation, refashioning his own body into one capable of converting to an aerial vehicle of tremendous power. While Optimus spread the gospel of destruction and conquest, Megatron cha
BLANK 101 Questions OC101 Questions You Should Be Able to Answer About Your CharacterBLANK 101 Questions OC4 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
1. What is your full name? Do you have a nickname?
2. How old are you? When is your birthday?
3. Where were you born? Where do you live now? Are you patriotic?
4. Who are/were your parents? (Names, occupations, personalities, etc.)
5. Do you have any siblings? What are/were they like?
6. What is your occupation?
7. How tall are you? How much do you weigh?
8. What color is your hair? What color are your eyes?
9. What is your race?
10. To which social class do you belong?
11. Do you consider yourself to be attractive? Do others?
12. What is your style of dress?
13. Do you have any scars? Tattoos? Birthmarks? Other unique physical features?
14. Do you have any allergies, diseases, or other physical weaknesses?
15. Are you right- or left-handed?
16. What does your voice sound like?
17. What kind of vocabulary do you use?
18. List three quirks or other defining characteristics.
19. How often do you bathe? Do you wear perfumes?
Call of Duty: Bullet PointsIt was a typical night in Afghanistan and by Afghanistan's standards, typical meant hotter than two rats fucking inside a wool sock and drier than an Arab's bath-mat.Call of Duty: Bullet Points2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was also eerily quiet. The silence was broken only by the faint crunch of booted feet on sun-baked ground as a company of Royal Marine Commandos consisting of three twelve-man teams picked their way cautiously towards their target which, in this case, was a small village on the outskirts of Helmand Province.
Truthfully, "village" was something of a generous overstatement. It was really little more than a collection of mud huts, surrounded by a low stone wall with occasional patches of shrubbery dotted sparsely about.
A few weeks ago it had housed several dozen small families; then the insurgents had come. They'd rousted the villagers out of their homes in the middle of the night at gunpoint, shooting anyone who resisted - and a couple who didn't, just to make an example of them - kidnapped the eldest boys
PilgrimI'd been alone in the wastes for near ten days when they found me. The building I'd holed-up in might have been a bank, might have been a church; I wasn't going to call it. But its walls were stone-built, and most of them were still standing.Pilgrim11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Meals of tinned mystery-meat, and only-slightly irradiated water had kept me alive as I picked through the detritus. I found little more than empty, rusted tins, and kid's toys that had survived the fallout. That is, until I turned up the device; some relic that still had power. It came alive in my hands, splashing blue light across pitted grey stone and orange rust.
Of course, I was far from the only one interested in that trinket. My first warning was the quake; stones shifted beneath my feet and rusting I-beams groaned overhead. Still, that was more warning than most got, and I wasn't about to waste it. I grabbed my pack and ran.
I burst out of the shaking building, arriving at a cratered street. I didn't stop; the quake was hot on my heels. An
You play too much Ace Combat?You play too much Ace Combat?7 years ago in Humor More Like This
After a research made trough different forums and website dealing with the gaming subject "Ace Combat"... we found out that this game can cause a serious change in a persons personality and behaviour. This happens often because the players of Ace Combat are often to addicted to that game.
You play too much Ace Combat when:
-You downloaded from the internet all the soundtracks from Ace Combat... including the one of Ace Combat Advance and even the ripoff soundtrack from AC6 demo.
-When a friend of yours convinces you to do something, you reply "Let's do this Garuda 1!".
-You pick a favourite country of AC world according to your own nationality; USA=Osea, Germany=Belka, Russia=Yuktobania, etc.
-You don't find an AC nation comparable to your country, you create your own new country in AC world and you make a whole new Ace Combat version.
-When you're on the shower or bored you normaly whistle, but you whistle AC5 and AC6 main themes.
-You're counting the days until the Circum-Pacific War
Mass Effect 3 Alternate Endings. SPOILERSMass Effect 3 Alternate Endings. SPOILERS2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
MASS EFFECT 3 ALTERNATE ENDING *SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY*
**EDIT** Holy crap this got way more attention than I was expecting. The comments and support have been amazing everyone!
A few points: Credit where credit is due; this ending, as much as everyone seems to love it, was only created because the amazing team at Bioware created a universe that was so rich and full of life and detail. As much as I know a lot of fans are hurt by what they did, we need to remember that Bioware still created an incredible trilogy, one of the best ever. So hats off to them all round.
Also, this was written really fast and so the ending (specifically the last part on how you actually win using TIM's signal) isn't very fleshed out. I know there are holes, and they can actually be fixed quite easily. This isn't perfect. Also, this doesn't deal with a 'happy' ending. If there were to be one, or you were to even CONSIDER taking the fourth option, you'd need to be damn ready. I'm talking ALL war assets e
Need A Heart? Take Mine...I was slowly beginning to surface through the heavy clouds of anesthesia when my eyelids were wrenched open and a bright light penetrated through the haze moving rapidly from eye to eye.Need A Heart? Take Mine...2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Steven... Steeeeven... Hellloooo... Yoohoo, Steven wake up. Can you hear me Stephen?" The voice couldn't have been anyone besides my cardiologist, an annoying middle aged man that probably still lived with his mother. I found it hard to believe that he passed medical school and it was even harder for me to believe that he was the best in the country.
I attempted blinking and was successful after Dr. Nahill realized I was awake and also perfectly capable of performing that task by myself.
"Oh good, you're awake. It would have been a shame if you died and that ol' ticker you've got didn't get a chance to work. Well, it's a new ticker but you get the point. Your irreversible, end-stage biventricular failure has been reversed." Dr. Nahill barked out an awkward laugh that stopped once he realized I wasn
Dubel owe sevinDubel owe sevin2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dubel owe sevin
tuckseedo on, gun at mi cide
redy for cassinow tym
cule car ritch pepol ann baibz
gunna hav a trumentuss tym
a marteeny shaykon
lots of munny to be maykon
eatin ecspenzive baykon
predy girl sudenlee taykon
gunz a blayzen
a gerl heis chasen
godda sayve her lyfe
sheez beeyoutifull like a soopermodell
sheez got eis lke pouls of wader
her scin is like porsellin
...too bee cuntinyoued
I'm okay...I'm okay...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You ask me if I'm okay
And I don't reply;
I just walk away.
Over and over,
Day after day,
It's that same little question
To which I have no say.
Finally after yet another try
I look at you
Meeting your worried eyes.
I put on a smile
And force out a laugh.
"Of course silly!
I'm more than alright."
A sigh escapes your lips
And your hand touches my hip.
Your head leans on mine
And your arms wrap my close.
You whisper in my ear,
"I'm sorry I'm the one who hurts you the most."