Tfp:The gifted chapter 3Morning came as i yawned softly and sat up on the bed.I stood up as i got dressed for work, i walked down the stairs and into the kitchen as i started making breakfast.I sighed softly as i kept wondering why the decepticons were after me, i then layed my plate on the table as i went to the fridge and grabbed the orange juice.I then poured the juice on my glass, i sat down at the table and ate my food quietly.After i finished my meal i left my house as i headed straight towards the library.Tfp:The gifted chapter 31 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I walked up the stairs as i entered the entrance of the library.
"Goodmorning ni-san." i waved my hand as she smiled.
"Morning dear." ni-san layed her pen down as she stood up from the desk.
"You feeling alright, lucy?" she tilted her head looking at me concernly.
"I'm ok, i was just thinking about something." i said as i held my hands together.
"Is it something serious, Dear?"
'should i really tell her about the autobots?' i thought a moment as i took a small breath of air before i spoke.
TFBH: Beyond the portal Chapter 1It was a very calm afternoon at the autobot base,i was helping ratchet modify the ground bridge.The rest of the bots were out patroling for energon mines.TFBH: Beyond the portal Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Raf was using his laptop quietly,nana was playing with miko and jack was watching me and ratchet work on the ground bridge.
"There,now to test it to see if it works." ratchet stood up as i looked at the wires making sure nothing goes wrong.
Ratchet typed in the coordinents as he then opened the groundbridge,the wires sparked weakly as the power shut down to the bridge.
He sighed heavily.
"Keep trying,ratchet.It was just the first try." i said as i then began to re-wire the plugs.
"It takes eons to master space bridge tecnology,lucy.What makes you think it will work again?" he turned his head looking at me.
"I just know it,ratchet." i saw a wire out of place as i connected it to the power source,i closed the metal frame from the wall.
"I hope your not wrong,lucy." he then started up the ground bridge.
I stood near his feet as we both
Echo Squad - Dreadnought part 2Echo Squad - Dreadnought part 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Bout time.” Dani said as Myls’Stanis walked into the cargo bay. She was busy configuring something on the display on the forward bulkhead of the compartment. Uli'Narah sat on a crate leaning against the rear bulkhead while Zen was against the far side of the cabin tinkering with his drone that was hovering next him. Myls set down next to Uli.
“Okay,” the squad leader started “We all know this was as last second as missions get, but by now we are a used to that. But the reason that we got sent out here in a human freighter will be obvious in a moment. Six days ago a long range radio telescope got lucky and picked up the emissions of a large vessel coming to the last jump point we just passed. It was barely in range of other optical sensors but we were able to get this.”
An image popped up on the screen and everyone just stared. Whatever they had been doing wasn’t important. Zen’s arms fell slowly and his drone disappeared. Myls gave
TFBH: Beyond the portal Chapter 2Ratchet and I walked down the hill as we started wondering how to return back to our dimension.TFBH: Beyond the portal Chapter 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"What now, Ratchet?" I asked as i looked at him.
"Right now we need to find shelter and fluids."
"Umm...don't you mean food?" I tilted my head and smiled.
Ratchet nodded softly,"Ratchet I don't think this dimension has any energon.How are you going to keep yourself at full strength?"
Ratchet made a soft 'hmm' sound before he spoke,"I'll make a stablelize energon using the correct ingredients from this world."
"How? We don't have a base to begin with.We should go to that town and find help." Ratchet looked at me as if i was crazy.
"Are you out of your mind! I don't recal that autobots are allowed in this town." Ratchet looked at me madly.
I took a deep breath,"Ratchet we have no other choice.Do you want to return back to our world?" Ratchet was silent, "Then we need to find someone that could help us."
"Lucy, I don't think anyone would believe us that we are from a different dimension."
ZenithHe waited in the shadows, his servos tight and locked as his wings twitched repeatedly. Optics narrowed behind his golden visor, he felt his lip platings twitch upwards, and allowed himself a wide grin.Zenith1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was excited. No matter how many times he repeated the act, how many times he practiced, he felt it. The sensation of tingles rippling down his spinal chain, his helm buzzing as half formed speculations ran through his processor. It was something glorious, something fantastic, watching them from above as they gaped at him in awe, performing stunts that would cause other mechs to leak transmission fluid.
But he wasn't other mechs. He was Zenith.
Perhaps the thoughts were a bit cocky, perhaps not. He was the best of the troop, the most dedicated, the most bold and daring. This was for him- he could picture doing nothing else, save for hearing the roaring masses and squeals...
The flier's vents caught in his intake pipes, and he stood up straighter once he heard the cro
Tfp:The gifted Chapter 4The next morning, miko was with bulkhead as she listened to music with her headphones on.Bulkhead made a stop near the school as he spoke to miko but she had the volume to high.Bulkhead shook her seat as she took off her headphones.Tfp:The gifted Chapter 41 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"what was that for?" miko looked at the wheel.
"Your two minutes late from school, miko." bulkhead said as he opened the passenger door.
miko sighed as she got out of the car,"see you soon, bulkhead." bulkhead closed the door as he drove off.
"Great, i forgot to do my homework." miko rolled her eyes as she then smiled,"the teacher won't mind if i visit a certant girl at the library." miko then walked away as she headed straight towards the library.
I picked up a few books from the cart as i put them on their shelfs; i was in the history area.I finished stacking the books as i stretched my arms forward.
"It's a very slow day, today." i said softly as i walked out of the history section.
"Hello?" i turned my head to the left and saw miko near the entrance
RainYou stand here inRain1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
this somber place,
the rain pelting
your sorrowed face
I think about
how you do feign,
as your salty tears
mix with the rain
And as your lips drip
with bitter sorrow,
I desire for you
a better tomorrow
LullabyHush, my baby,Lullaby5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Be still, don't cry.
Lay with me
A little while.
Close your eyes,
Slow your breath.
Hear your heart
Inside your chest?
Your heart is strong,
It guides you well.
Be sure to listen
To what it tells.
I hear him now,
Outside the room.
It won't be long,
He'll find us soon.
Now close your eyes,
Slow your breath,
And rest your head
Upon my chest.
peripheryin the periphery,periphery2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a gray woolen memory,
Till I am the red,
Apple of your eye.
i have lost your regard - -
SmileThink.Smile1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Think back to a time where happiness was true,
where honesty reigned,
when you weren't afraid to try something new.
Grasp that memory in your hands, and pull it by your chest.
Feel the warmth of that memory especially if it was of a friend,
Close your eyes and breathe, remember when you found that nest?
its okay to cry, just don’t let your hands tremble let go of all the times you lied.
Try to convince yourself that the good outweighed the bad just take his advice,
When the last thing my friend told me was “smile” the week before he died.
One more time you said (I remember)One more time you saidOne more time you said (I remember)5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I listened
To my heart
Scars cut deep
They remind I'm alive
Living one day at a time
One more time you said
And I opened
A clear view
A light shines it's way
Through the hope of a new day
One more time you said
And I remember
Everything I've been through
It made me stronger
Who I was back then
I wished for you to see the real me
The EndThere are shards of arctic skyThe End10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my soup
and they crack
against my voice box
and they snap
into my burnt-out throat
and they scrape
their graffiti on my sternum.
The sky lives in me for a moment.
A biting sky
that fights for resurrection;
it pools in my eyes
and begs to be read
in the subtext of a stormy exhale --
and that North wind
heads north, heads spinning - heads.
Heads. Guildernstern is dead
All are betrayers.
They tempted the madness in me.
They spoke to it.
It grew bigger. I grew bigger.
I grew until madness blacked the sun
there are shards of arctic sky
in my stomach.
For I have seen humanity spread thin
over the mouldy crust of a dead rock.
I have seen them abolish my stars
and blot out hope.
They grew me,
they cultivated me, groomed me
and now there are shards of the sky,
pinwheeling in my oesophagus.
Now the madness has eaten the moon.
Now, We are over.
hauntedour house is hauntedhaunted11 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
memories floating like ghosts
screaming without sound
Lasting Impressions.It crossed my mindLasting Impressions.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And lingered there
Like footprints in concrete
It invaded my heart
Made it home
Like a bird nesting
It lifted my soul
On waxen wings
I flew too close
Now I ask myself
My eyes closed
Was it worth it?
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.Pilgrim1 year 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
tiny vesselsgod cried for us that afternoontiny vessels6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
on the rocks, if I could be so
selfish; you had your hands
grasping at my empty vapors before
I’d had the chance to whisper
to you. I see you
shaking. I know you’re
hungry and I know
the temperature of your
eyes when you lie. you
said you were lonely.
half-truths are the essence
of symbiotic relationships, your
fingers trailing along my hips,
glacier blue eyes holding me
still. the rapids churned. god
cried for me that afternoon.
he was selfish, too.
note to selfgo ahead-note to self7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
forge a few signatures
onto your curving
those wavering shoulders
believable because soon
enough will not be
can you guess
where you're going?
you're being dragged
headlong into an
ocean of void,
and do you think
that's all you'll ever be?
take the specks
of gold in your
greying eyes and
hold them in your
scatter them through
dictionary pages and
blades of grass
and metallic dreams.
lose yourself in
fantasies of wine
and subtle reds,
then find yourself
in train stations
a decade from today.
they want a messy
crisp white paper
and a suitcase filled with
want sweet calligraphy
on napkins, walls
paper cuts and
long sleeves to hide them
want guitar string
even if it means
you sleep on train tracks
and scream and bleed
and swallow pride,
you never want to touch
another ballpoint pen
so throw yourself in the fir
...and everytime i flip...8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
these empty pages,
i can see
are the blank
[i have nothing to say .]
FriendshipFriendship is a tapestryFriendship4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Woven through the years
With threads of joy and laughter
Happiness and tears
It's a work of art so priceless
It's shared by a precious few
Yet so easily created
By a loving friend like you
Personal HappinessDog on loveseat,Personal Happiness2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
buttercream curled softly,
whiskers twitching on each
Coffee pale with cream,
half a teaspoon of maple syrup,
sipped slowly with
a prayer shawl 'round my shoulders.
Sunlight on the hardwood,
bringing out honeyed tones.
The sugar maple
on the back-road hill crest,
its metamorphosis from
summer green to
describing the same thing
with different eyes
and fewer words.
"I love you"
when the lights are out.
MirrorI look in the mirror,Mirror1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and what do I see?
a disgusting reflection
staring back at me.
Perfection and beauty,
I'm simply not the person
whom I want to be.
Flawed and broken,
inside and out;
the truth is that I'm someone
the world can go on without.
This is insanity.I am a spinningThis is insanity.6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I exist in the dark
sleekly fragmented shadows
on walls of your imagination
I am unseen
I have learned to blend in
with crepuscular shades
I am unheard of,
I hide in the twilight hour of our gnarled sense of lucidity.
I am the reason you second guess reality,
find fantasy where there is no fantasy to be found.
And when you think you see me,
you push your nose against the spun-glass barrier thrusting you back into concreteness
you are falling through a net unable to hold your fragile consciousness for much longer.
This is insanity.
A fleeting touch of the galaxyyou in the back of my mind,A fleeting touch of the galaxy3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
whispering silent stories,
unlighting fires and drowning
the last sparks in your darkness...
i was never a daisy
anyway, not one summer long
i just want to sleep at the roof
in fall (and fall)
with love bites on my skin
from the sweet cold
then i coat myself in glitter
that stars came down to touch me
but there was never
any eternity in these eyes
i don't even need a coat
there's winter in my bones