No Way To Say: Chapter 4No Way To Say: Chapter 412 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Julia awoke, her head throbbing. She looked around, seeing only smoke and rubble. Rubbing her eyes, she tried to see through the thin dust. What had happened?
Suddenly, she recalled everything. The missile landing, the massive explosion, throwing earth, and her friends through the air. She had heard the cries of Elie and Let..
"Let!" She cried out, suddenly afraid. "Let!! Where are you?"
"Right where you left me koi…" She looked down to see that she was lying across his body. She swiftly helped him to his feet, before grasping him in a large hug.
"Oh thank God… are you alright?"
He gave a small smile. "I'll survive. You?"
"Fine now you're here."
Let looked around. "We'd better find the others." The two walked through the dust, the cloud beginning to clear. Through it, Let could see a massive crater, almost thirty feet wide.
"What an explosion. It's a miracle we're still alive."
"Yo!! Yo guys!" Musica's voice called out. The two bounded over the rubble to find Musica and Shuda, nursing
No Way To Say: Chapter 2No Way To Say: Chapter 212 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Let awoke, as he usually did, quickly and always at precisely nine o'clock. Even the current peacetime was no excuse for breaking his usual routine. Doing a few quick stretches, he noticed that Julia was missing. She was normally a late sleeper, and had to rely on Let to get her up at all. It was unusual for her to be up early. Shrugging, Let pulled a robe on, and opened the door to leave.
"Gahh!" He jumped in surprise. Few things could shake Let. One of those things was the sight of his fiancée in a very tiny blue bikini.
"Let! Oh, I should have known you would be up."
Let composed himself, and cast an eye over Julia, and the vast acres of her skin exposed by the bikini. "By the great Dragon… what the devil are you wearing?!!"
"It's a bikini Let. And don't look so shocked. You've seen me in skimpy stuff before."
"Skimpy?" He snorted. "That is not skimpy. That is non-existant."
"It looks fine to me." Elie appeared, wearing a leopard-pattern bikini of similar size. "Come on Julia-chan,
Failed Product Warnings: RealOn Sears hairdryer:Failed Product Warnings: Real6 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Do not use while sleeping.
(Gee, that's the only time I have to work on my hair!)
On a bag of Fritos:
You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside.
(The shoplifter special!)
On a bar of Dial soap:
Directions: Use like regular soap.
(and that would be how?)
On some Swann frozen dinners:
Serving suggestion: Defrost.
(But it's 'just' a suggestion!)
On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert: (printed on bottom of the box)
Do not turn upside down.
(Too late! you lose!)
On Marks & Spencer Bread Pudding:
Product will be hot after heating.
(Are you sure? Let's experiment.)
On packaging for a Rowenta iron:
Do not iron clothes on body.
(But wouldn't that save more time?)Whose body?)
On Boot's Children's cough medicine:
Do not drive car or operate machinery.
(We could do a lot to reduce the construction accidents if we just kept those 5 year olds off those fork lifts.)
On Nytol sleep aid:
Warning: may cause drowsiness.
(One would hope!)
On a Korean kitchen knife:
No Way To Say: Chapter 1No Way To Say: Chapter 112 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was one of those days where the weather, for once, seemed absolutely perfect. The sun was out, a cool breeze was flowing, and everything felt pleasant. Julia leaned against the rail of the airship deck, her blonde hair streaming in the wind. The young Dragon woman appreciated the peacefulness the last few days had brought, as she had used the opportunity to get acquainted with the new friends her fiancée had made.
After Let had freed her from the dragon's curse, restoring her from a dragon to a human, the two had spent their time trying to catch up with the Rave Master and his friends, and had rejoined them in Ribelya, where they had entered a dancing contest to raise money for their journey. But before she could properly meet them, the gang had been confronted by the Blue Guardians, a massive terrorist group with power to rival Demon Card. For days, they had battled the power mad Hardner and his various cronies, with help from a group of rebels named the Liberation Army, led by the
No Way To Say: Chapter 3No Way To Say: Chapter 312 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Dark clouds covered the night sky, as the group assembled outside their hotel. Julia looked utterly miserable.
"I don't understand… I thought they would be perfect for each other.."
Let touched her shoulder, and she glared at him. "Don't you dare say it!"
"Say 'I told you so'. I just know you've been waiting all night to say it."
"Actually…" Let huffed. "I was going to suggest something to help Haru and Elie."
Julia's face lit up." You have an idea?"
"Alright!" Musica cheered. "Okay Let, impart your romantic advice."
"I was merely going to suggest…" Let continued. ".. that Julia and I go tell Elie that we planned this whole thing."
Julia gaped. "Excuse me?"
"Elie's upset because of an understanding we all caused. And we were tricking them into this date. I feel the decent thing to do would be to explain everything, make Elie see you only wanted her and Haru to be happy."
Julia crossed her arms. "I wanted it to be a secret… but you're right. She deserves to know."
Dying RoseWithering and wilting, a lonelyDying Rose2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rose fades away, ethereal
In beauty her memories remain;
Tis a shame about her departure.
Eerie shadows, misty horizons,
Relics scattered among dirt.
Let it be known, let it be heard;
Eventually sweet death shall
Testify against the pendulum's
Hands of the clock of immortality.
Oceans turn into thick tear droplets,
Global disasters strike here and there;
Inviting weak souls to breed anarchy.
Chosen by fate, this blossomed rose
Anointed with fire embers shall rise.
ShikaIno One night Nara Shikamaru was walking through the woods, he hadn't been able to sleep for the past through nights for some reason. After about 10 minutes of walking he came across an opening in the woods where the moon shone through. He slowly walked through and saw a small hill. He went behind the hill to find a half asleep Ino Yamanaka. She was staring up at the stars. Shikamaru jumped as a strange feeling flutered in his stomach. He walked up to the blonde as she finally noticed he was there.ShikaIno8 years ago in Teen More Like This
Shikamaru: Hey...can i seat here?
As the the boy sat down the feeling in his stomach seemed to worsen. He hadn't reliezed it before but his face had turned a deep crimson. He was actually blushing. There was an awkward silence. Then Shikamaru decided to speak.
Shikamaru: hey..so how are things going dow
Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I am a teenage girlYes, I am a teenage girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No, I don't squeal over One Direction
No, I don't wear mini skirts
No, I don't curl my hair everyday
No, I don't need my phone 24/7
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen
Yes, I like violent video games
Yes, I like action movies
Yes, I listen to Rock
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework
No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll
No, I'm not afraid to cry
No, I don't party every weekend
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I hate reality shows
Yes, my hair is short and messy
Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods
Yes, I am okay with mice
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I'm different
Yes, I'm strange
Yes, I'm my own person
Why is that bad?
Why do you hate me for that?
Why can't I just be myself without your criticism?
Why is it horrible if I'm not just like you?
I don't have a problem with it
Maybe the problem
Fairy Summoning 101For SuichiFairy Summoning 1016 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Cecil was not happy. Granted, teenagers are not known for being at peace with the world, but Cecil had his own particular reasons for being unhappy. His last close friend, Baxter, had just moved away. For a while he and the other nerds at school had had a sort of enclave, and found strength in numbers. Now he was alone, and exposed to the brunt of the anti-nerd sentiment in the school.
Case in point: Cliff.
Cecil's path home was blocked by a wall of muscle that was mostly devoid of hair.
"Well, well, well! If it isn't nerdy little Cecil!"
Cecil carefully took off his glasses and put them into his shirt pocket. "Come on. Do we have to do this? I mean, do you like reenacting an overdone 80s cliché week after week? Surely you can come up with something more original to do, even within the realm of-" Cliff's fist went into Cecil's gut, and knocked the air out of him.
"Stop sayin' stuff! Give me your lunch money!"
"It's after school!" Cecil wheezed. "I spent it
Don't Butter Me UpThe stench around your pretentious auraDon't Butter Me Up2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lingers; wearing out your welcome like
A tattered dress desperate for a wash.
Dispense of words of flattery, for if you
Feed me sugar coated expressions,
I'd most likely vomit or feel bloated.
I'm not a poetic goddess, far from
Being the next William Blake although
I do wish I could bring him back to life.
Reign in your thoughts for a moment,
Push your foot down on the break pedal
Before you run wild with your comments.
This is my question to you, dear reader:
Does your presence bring out warm
Feelings in others or are your eyes as
Big as your belly in your greed for points?
Elementary my foolish friend, substance is
The key instead of your selfish desires.
Light in the DarknessLight in the Darkness4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The books were piled high on the desk, tucked deep in the recesses of the Archive's library. There were no candles allowed this close to such precious works, so the words had to be revealed with a special light. It was a small glass ball, emanating a honeyed glow like that of a candle. Muted, small, and unobtrusive. This light didn't flicker.
One of the students, an Apprentice, dropped another arm-load of books on his desk. The impact sent up a plume of dust that had settled on the shelf nearby. He destroyed the sanctum silence with a fit of coughing. A murmured curse and he claimed a seat, pulling open a weathered book. Strangely, the cover retained some of its former glory. White leather, as supple as the day it was made, had been torn and stained in some places. Still soft but tarnished. Bruised and abused. Like many old tomes, this one had made quite a journey until it was in the care of the Archivists.
This student eyed the cover, then the spine. Another curse. There wa
The Lion's DenThe walls trembled as shadows spiraled out of control. Daniel froze, tightly gripping his leatherback journal. The darkness was closing in. From above, he could hear the stone slabs of the estate crumbling. Soon, the Auttenberg House would fall apart, trapping Daniel beneath it. He exhaled heavily, sprinting up the next stairwell he could find, in hopes that this would be the last on his excursion.The Lion's Den5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Rebecca!" His voice had grown hoarse from calling her name. Shoving the doorway at the top of the stairs open, Daniel peered through the empty darkness. "Rebecca?"
His gritted his teeth together and trembled. This couldn't be. Surely he had checked every room in the estate; yet, Rebecca was nowhere to be found. Daniel cursed aloud, kicking the door.
He rested against the wall before covering his face. His journal fell beside him, opening to a few written pages in the middle. Daniel cringed at the sight of the words and violently nudged the journal away.
This is all your faul
The Things I've LostI lost my sightThe Things I've Lost2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In a world
Of ephemeral light
Hiding a sea of glass
Which I willfully dived into
In the hopes to grab the stars
Reflected in those mirrors.
I lost my heart
In a fantasy
Of perfected eternity
Guising the struggles and pain
Which are wrought
From such delusion
Of true hardened love.
I lost my soul
In a frozen hell
I've lost the right to leave.
My demons tie me down
And I hold them close
For they're the only things
Which bring me warmth.
And I live
In this silent torture
Of my own selfish design
In the hopes
These things I've lost
Will one day be returned to me.
With Blackbirds Following MeThey say that it's the soldiers who spill and see the most blood. I would have to openly disagree. While they're the ones who carry the guns and protect and defend our homeland, did they ever stop to see we're the ones striving to save it? They moan of their friends lost in battles they fought side by side, but they can never understand pains I've known. Emotionless, perhaps I amperhaps I need to be. But insideWith Blackbirds Following Me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Never shall they know the pain of losing a friend as I do. The pain of knowing you were the only one who had a chance to save him. And you couldn't
I glanced over my shoulder at the sound of his voice, the other young medic quickly entering our tent. He wasn't like the other soldiers around here, stiff and serious. Instead, he was carefree and wielded a smile on his face. Though happy to see him, I continue to frown, simply nodding my head to him.
He was a newly transferred boy to the front, and he had taken
Wings Of DarknessWings Of Darkness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wings Of Darkness
Bind me within your embrace
Bestow me with your grace
I seek your help to obtain the unseen
I need you to blind me from the light
Never let me see my weakness again
Blanket my fears so I won't cry
Cease the false hope from shining in vain
Ward away the lies that hide behind my eyes
Morph this disaster into a calm night
Burn the dying sun out
Darken the nightmarish sky
Let the ominous clouds melt
Lock away this cursed gift of sight
I no longer desire it
Shut out the world from you and I
I yearn for the abyss
Rip away my self-hatred
Bring back my innocence
Obliterate the life I created
And color this reality obsidian
Let the void consume
Paint my essence black
Devour what was once called truth
My faith is in your hands
I profess it all unto you
I am under your command
Cover up my exiled heart
Wrap my soul i
You stole my Gravity GunAnime: Guilty Crown (Wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guilty_Crown )You stole my Gravity Gun4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Couple: Shu Ouma x Kenji Kido ( http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&global=1&q=ouma+shu#/d4h9b7f AND http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&global=1&q=kenji+kido#/d4g1nhx )
Greatest abillities/Known for :
Shu: Taking out people's hearts, in the form of weapons. These are called 'Voids'. Kenji's Void is a Gravity Gun, making things float when hit.
Kenji: Mass murderer, held prisoner in the past. Reascued by Shu and the team, to be taken back in Funeral Parlor.
Inori Yuzuhira: ( http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=inori+guilty+crown#/d4hfdjf ) Works in Funeral Parlor, also main singer in band called Egoist
Gai Tsutsugami: ( http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=tsutsugami+gai#/d4d38zm ) Funeral Parlor's leader.
"When will she ever come back?" Shu sighed. Inori, his friend and love had been missing for three days after he saw her being taken away. Search
Painful LovePainful Love4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dear friend, how much I love you; still
not velvet-like they feel, your paws
while in my hair your raking claws
rip out whole strands with cruel skill.
You're purring, much to my delight
while dangling right before my face
your hairy tail despite its grace
now makes me sneeze and blocks my sight.
My little kitty, cute and sweet,
my head is aching from your weight.
Why should you bother what I've said,
knowing you'll always get your treat?
AcceptanceGreen.Acceptance3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The course iron bars of a prison.
The creaking doors,
Lock you in the building of torture.
The wet flaking paint smelt stale
And made it clear:
The weird were not welcome here.
The door shudders loudly as
Someone enters, nervously.
You can foresee the taste of blood:
100 vipers wait, poised
Ready to attack
Until there is nothing left
But an empty shell of one who once existed
Everyone was the same.
Same clothes, same attitude, same prejudice.
Like clones, unable to accept different.
Like sheep, afraid of new.
A metal barrier shading them
From the real world
Where the weird were accepted.
Shunted to the back,
Of a classroom alone.
Even the teacher can’t face it.
Touching other people’s emotions
Thorns of hatred
A light breaks through
It’s near the end
Of a hard year of war
The soldiers lined up to kill the enemy
The teachers the generals
The children the soldiers
If you were the enemy
You would know
You were outnumbered
No chance of v