I AM NUMBER FOUR3 dead 6 more.I AM NUMBER FOUR4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Decedents of heroes from long before.
Having no idea what's in store.
Victims, of a fate long decided
When the path of two races, Collided.
This is our planet, nothing more
You came to kill us?
this means war.
We may be kids, but we're not that poor
You may of caught us off guard, knocking at our door
Killing 3 of our friends, turning them to dust
Hunting us down, Your Hearts will rust.
Meeting the fate of 6's Knife thrust
My legacy? it'll make your brain bust.
Sam, He just has a gun. Having way too much fun.
But what can you expect from a kid with no power,
He can make shit work, blowing up towers.
As for Sarah, she's way too nice.
But our love is enough to suffice.
and that is our story so far....
protect meprotect me3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I hate this war. But what should I do?
I'm not stupid. If I stop fighting back, they will make me pay back everything, what I did. They will kill me.
Actually I don't even know if I'll make it tonight, the next days...
Perhaps I'll die. I'm not a real country anymore.
He did say it by himself...
If Germany isn't able to win these battles, he is not the right German country. If this Germany is too weak, he doesn't derserve to live.
Actually it's not unusual...I was never really Germanic after all...I was allways a mud and there's nothing in the world that would be able to change that.
Perhaps there will a new Germany after me, it's not the first time that a nation dies in this area nor will I be the last one.
I'm so fucking scared.
I don't want to die.
Italy is crying while he's treating my wounds, Japan is fighting with America, I haven't seen him in months.
The big burning right above my left ear makes a dull pain pound in my head. I don't dare to look at my leg while Italy is wr
Princesa Flor de CirueloEl Río de los Hombres corre los jardines celestialesPrincesa Flor de Ciruelo4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
y en sus ramas nace un Árbol de Ciruelo.
Un Árbol de Ciruelo se eleva sobre el Río de los Hombres,
y en sus ramas se esconde una Princesa.
La Princesa baila,
"por los Hombres que cantan
infortunios y no pueden dormir".
La Princesa canta
"por los Hombres que lloran
al no saber qué responder...
cuando el Mártir te pregunta,
¿qué cruz cargar:
verdad, consuelo, o afección?
cuando el Arquitecto te pregunta,
¿qué planos diseñar:
amor, dicha, o abundancia?
cuando el Mendicante te pregunta,
Hive Senshi Part 2 Hive SenshiHive Senshi Part 24 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Come along, girls," Minako said, guiding the honey-dazed Usagi and Makoto through wide double-doors, stepping into the huge abandoned warehouse with her victims in tow. The warehouse had once belonged, quite legitimately, to the deceased Apidaria. She had modified the interior significantly, the inner walls coated with huge chambers of honeycomb, walls decked with a slimy mix of honey and beeswax, and a separate hive chamber dominating the center of the warehouse.
Merely one day before, this had been Apidari
Smile, Not.A girl I don't even rememberSmile, Not.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because now the faces blur together.
"It's been so long!"
She smiles happily.
And I smile back,
"Yeah, I missed you so much!"
Because that's what
She expects right?
I know she just wants
To talk to me, because
There's no one else.
"So how you've been?
I went out with my friends
This weekend, and we had So much Fun!"
"That's great! I didn't go
But that's alright, because then
No one will ask me why...
"Awww. That sucks."
She tilts her head
And smiles pityingly as if to say
I don't want anyone's sympathy,
I don't need anyone's pity
Why does it matter if you don't understand?
"Maybe you can go with
The girls and I this weekend!
It'll be fun! We're going to..."
Somewhere "perfect" right?
Somewhere where you'll forget me right?
Somewhere I'll never fit in.
"Of course! That sounds great,
I'll try to make it!"
.last night i dreamt that.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you took me to my bed and
spread me out-
you planted roses in the crevice
of my ribcage and wiped
away the tears and the bruises, and you
told me that scars were nothing more than
another story that i will someday
and that was the best thing
you could have
The CON-ventionThe CON-vention7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Story by Yomero
Edition by Ishy
Today is Friday, I took the afternoon off for a special reason. Erica and Melanie are coming over so that we can get ready to go to a Comic Convention. This is going to be my first one, I am so excited. The three of us are going to part take in a contest, where we have to dress up like the heroes, or villains of the comics. I am nervous about this, as I dont know what to really do, or have a costume. I guess they have mine as they where talking and rather excited about me going with them.
Darn! They are half hour late already.
it was tteribl! rats too dficultt typiung wit penccil in mout.
Testing 1 2 3 Okay. It was terrible. Those two misfits are going to pay for this! Last Friday, they came to the apartment to talk about that stupid contest. Mel was wearing some pu
Glass MemoriesDearly Beloved,Glass Memories8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hey, love, it’s me again. It’s winter now – the icy wind throws itself at these stained cinderblock walls but to no avail; a wall works both ways.
A year has passed since I last spoke with you – a year already! No, I’m sure it was yesterday – a Monday.
I never did like Mondays.
I remember where we met. In the subway. You were the last to board a crowded train, I stood up as the wheels began to creak, glancing at you as I did so and nodding ever so slightly towards the empty seat. You laughed and called me a gentlemen, tucking those few strands of honey-colored hair behind your ear. Your nails were painted blue. Light blue. Like the sky.
The mass of people gradually thinned out as we neared the end of the route, until you and I were the only ones left in that car. We sat awkwardly next to each other – you twirling your hair and I fiddling with the buttons on my shirt cuff. I don’t know why I didn’t get up and move.
Two Dolls“You won’t escape!” A female voice shouted as the sound of running feet was heard through the empty alleyway. The woman dressed in The Blue Qipao chased after the other woman who had a smirk on her face as if finding it to be a game they were playing. “I’m taking you in Juri!” Chun Li the renowned and famous Street Fighter said as she pursued after the notorious Juri Han.Two Dolls1 year ago in Drama More Like This
Chun Li had been spying on her and show she was having a meeting with a group of black market men involving weapons. S.I.N planning on moving into other markets and providing other syndicates with the latest in weaponry. She had crashed the meeting and knocked out and arrested the others but Juri had escaped and she had set off in pursuit looking to bring her down and make her pay for her crimes.
“C’mon Thunder Thighs, you can go faster than that!” Juri taunted her teasing her but Chun Li was not in the mood for games as she went after her. They were in an street a
.pretentious.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
equals deep poetry
(Please see description.)
Coppelia Revisited, Part 3Calliope and her newest friend Jewel stampeded down the hallway and then a flight of stairs, with every bell in their shoes and hats jingling and jangling like Christmas time. The idea that they may wake up whoever might be home never crossed either of their silly clown minds. They bounded through the kitchen and then the living room, using the slim moonlight to gimble around the obstacles in their way. Their pink pursuer, however, never saw the footstool in her path and the chase came to a crashing end.Coppelia Revisited, Part 32 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The jesters, however, didn't hear this and followed their heart's desire that led them to the house's basement. Calliope felt perfectly fine in the pitch darkness, which after all would make it easier to hide. But Jewel's slightly less wooden mind thought to flip the light switch and the world popped into existence in a bright shower of lights. Jewel was quick to see they were in a playroom, but one that was more colorful and cheery than the one upstairs. It had multiple playsets aroun
letters on leaving.i wrote my first suicide letter in 10th grade.letters on leaving.2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
they told me it didn't count if you felt like dying
unless you had it down on paper
like a vetoed birth certificate.
i've rewritten it enough times since
to realize i could never leave with a proper goodbye.
goodbye is too heavy a word for paper to hold
and i was never brave enough for the kind of courage it takes to tell them
why they weren't enough to keep me here.
but i'm finally learning a different kind of bravery-
the kind it takes to
i learned to wear death
like rope burn my junior year
my senior year we became friends
but i finally stopped cutting the insides of wrists
when i finally realized death never arrives on time,
i started smoking when i turned 18
to speed his arrival
because somedays, 15 less earth rotations around the sun sounds like a blessing.
2 years later I'm still learning to let the self destructive habits go
I stopped smoking again
threw the knife away and closed the toilet lid.
Banette's Playroom (pkmn inanimate transformation)Two young Pokémon trainers stood outside of an old abandoned Hoenn mansion after they road their bikes there. A taller girl with a ponytail sticking out the left side of her red head named Misty, and a shorter brunette girl named Green whom had her hair cascading down to her waist. The mansion was worn and weathered with only a fence to keep out the world.Banette's Playroom (pkmn inanimate transformation)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Misty looked unsure "Are you sure that we should go here?"
Green scoffed, "I know there aren't any water pokémon in there, but there could be ghosts. I want to try to catch a ghost pokémon. They look so cool!"
Misty shook her head with distain, "I hate ghost types."
Green turned around her face aghast, "Well, don't look now, but there's a Duskull right behind you!"
Misty jumped twenty feet into the air hiding behind Green fully intending to sacrifice her friend to the ghost.
Green giggled, "Just kidding."
Misty gave her disgruntled but playful push. Green touched the gate that creaked open at the slightest touch. She looked to Misty
Coppelia Revisited, Part 4The playroom was silent and still as all the dolls in kept their eyes on the now-empty chair where the beautiful Coppelia had once sat. Even Ryan, who had no concept of the importance of this event, stared at the empty seat. His senorita doll had disappeared from his sight and Ryan turned to find her.Coppelia Revisited, Part 42 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The red dressed doll was sitting next to the fallen Gypsy doll, taking her own key to wind up her sister toy. The gypsy was quick to shake off her sleep and stand up. She clapped excitedly while turning to her partner.
"Oh, what a day! New toys to play with!"
"And dear, sweet Coppelia will finally play with us."
Ryan stepped closer, "Wait, what are you two talking about? Did I miss something."
"Coppelia is the oldest of us; she's our owner's first doll. But she has never moved. Never danced, never obeyed owner."
The gypsy piped up. "Except for once. She danced one time in all the years she's been a doll. But no one was here to see it."
"Owner was furious when he saw his most beloved toy d
FFXIII: Vanille's DiscoveryFFXIII: Vanille's Discovery3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A few months after Vanille and Fang had been saved from their crystal prisons by Lightning, the three were investigating some old ruins in Gran Pulse. Vanille walked ahead of the others and entered one of the temples. She discovered a pedestal with some sort of necklace on it, and a rather mundane one at that. She would have expected a necklace left is some ruins to at least have a jewel on it. But this was just a ball on a string. Then she saw the paintings on the wall.
One depicted a person holding up the necklace and a large group of people bowing before him. Another showed the same person with the necklace but the people were all walking away from him with their arms out in front of themselves towards what looked like a battle. Was this some indication of its power? Did it mean that this man had brainwashed these people and was making them fight a war for him? Vanille decided to try it out. It couldn't hurt, right? She left the temple and quickly spotted Lightning and Fang taking a
Thin IceFrozenThin Ice4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the slightest touch and you crash through
in an instant needles all over your body
eyes wide open and groping in the darkness
panicked reaching out for air
there is none.
soon your lungs suffocate themselves
and your numb lifeless body
descends down into the
Persona - Chaos Butterfly 19.3Chapter 19: Back to School (Part three)Persona - Chaos Butterfly 19.32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Startled, Souji’s eyes shot open. He looked around and found himself lying on a bed. He soon recognized where he was– the school infirmary.
“Souji-san, you came to…” A soft male voice said. “Thank goodness…”
“Huh?” Souji looked to his side. “Naoki? How…”
“Minako-san pretty much crashed into me when she was heading here,” Naoki explained. “When she told me you had been hit by a soccer ball, I called the nurse, while Ichijo-senpai and Nagase-senpai helped Minato-san bring you here. The nurse said you got a nasty hit, but luckily, not bad enough to get a concussion.”
Crystalline Paint :: PoetryCrystalline Paint :: Poetry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a white room, white walls, white halls
White doors, white floors, a war begins, sans sins
In the midst of chaos and monochrome
Monotone: the tune of his voice; one note
D flat until he screamed himself a sore throat
Monotone: the beat of his heart; one note
Sanity barely keeping him afloat
White waters welcoming
Loving him grew addicting
White words white gestures
In a white room, white walls, white halls
A heart falls and stalls
And it bleeds
Dyes the universe green.
Public SpeakingPublic SpeakingPublic Speaking2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Dr. Kylie Star moved her finger down to the next line in the patient chart she was looking at and then proceeded to type the information into the computer. Once she was done she closed the file and put it on top of a stack of other patient files and breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's it. I'm done," Kylie said in triumph, before her voice faded to annoyance as she added, "With the "E"s."
The door to her psychiatry practice being opened drew her attention away from the task at hand. She looked up and smiled upon seeing a familiar face entering the office.
"Hello Sydney, what brings you here today?" Kylie asked.
"Oh, hello Dr. Kylie," the young goth girl said, "I was hoping to talk to Amy about scheduling an appointment."
"Amy's at a family reunion," Kylie said, "Is there a particular day you wanted to set one up?"
"Ummmm, I didn't have one in mind. I just don't want to come on a day where you're really booked and cause more work for you."
"Trust me it wo
Time powerTime power5 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
At a house,Ben was doing his homework,decide to work on time. Time is a rift between past,present,ad future. Time control everythig that is happening and can change if someone make a choice. Ben all ways wondre if he control time. While writing his work, a portal open from behind him and made him jump off his seat. Then he could hear a girl voice saying,"Help me,please." Ben had a bad feeling,but went in anyway. Then,he found himself close to the moon,with the only thing here a pond and a banch cover in a black blanket. As he look in the pond,he could see everything that hapeen in time. The day he was born,the day he went to school,even the time he try to ask a girl out for a date. Then he jump again as he as saw a black cat behind. "Oh,it just a cat. What are you doing here?" "Don't touch me,moral." Ben jump back in shock. The cat just talk! "Yes,i can talk. I heard you want the power of time. Well,i am the time goddess." Ben was surprise that a cat is a goddess. "The reason i call yo
Final Fantasy X: A Lost ArtYuna held the sphere in her hands and looked it over. She'd come to the Zanarkand Ruins with the other Gullwings to search for valuable spheres. They'd split up and she'd found the sphere she now held in her hands. She was surprised to find a dressphere in the ruins of all places. As she looked it over, she heard footsteps behind her. She slowly began to reach for her weapon when she heard a familiar voice say, "What have you found, Yunie?"Final Fantasy X: A Lost Art2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Relieved, Yuna turned to Rikku and replied, "I think it's a dressphere."
Rikku went in for a closer look. "Can I try it out? Come on, pleeeeeeease?" she asked.
"Sure, I don't see any harm in it," Yuna replied, handing the sphere over and Rikku activated it.
A large spiral appeared on the ground below her and she started spinning in sync with it as she descended into it. She then emerged a few seconds later in a similar fashion, only spinning the opposite direction, in her new attire: an orange jacket over a yellow dress shirt, an orange skirt, brown
APH OC Profile - PhilippinesBASIC INFO:APH OC Profile - Philippines4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Name: The Republic of the Philippines, Philippines
Human name: Maria Clara Dela Cruz y Carriedo
Birthday: June 12
Hair color: Black (or extremely dark brown)
Eye color: Chocolate brown
Height: 160 cm (5' 3''ft)
Philippines is a tan-skinned young lady with long black hair that reaches her waistline and bangs that flow to the right side of her face. She is often seen dressed in her national clothes, the Baro't Saya (barong at saya), but at times wears a dark green military uniform. Her eyes are of the color dark brown (described as chocolate brown by a certain someone~), and a few locks of hair are tucked in behind her left ear by her national flower, the Sampaguita.
During modern times, she wears a dark red tank top and denim shorts, especially during the summer because of the heat in her homeland.
If you look closely, you will notice that she wears a pearl
Coppelia Revisited, Part 2"Parker, what did you get into?" Ryan asked as the pink ballerina rushed to him, gracefully and gleefully putting one foot before the other, a not very well hidden smile across her face.Coppelia Revisited, Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She replied with a barely audible whisper in his left ear, "Play with me . . . owner." Parker ran back to the center of the room in ballet steps. Then she froze place, her legs in a wide stance and body leaning over slightly. She stayed frozen, glittering eyes waiting for Ryan, but her boyfriend scratched his head at his Parker's bizarre behavior.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"She wants to play, dummy." Emily said. She jumped up and walked to Parker, "Doll, I want you to dance." Emily said. Parker straightened and leaped in the air, stretching her thin legs to their limits, and then landed again with only a padded whisper. She hopped en point and twirled, getting her lithe body moving faster and faster. Then the moment passed and Parker returned to her demure posture. Her mouth twitched a little as