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Charfade's Con Survival GuideCharfade's Convention Survival Guide and Check ListCharfade's Con Survival Guide7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
-------------------------For everyone attending the con!-------------------------
►Driver's license and insurance information Most conventions require a Driver's license/ government issued ID to attend events. Have a copy of basic insurance information, contact information if anything should happen to you during your weekend stay. Especially if the convention you are attending is going to be out of state.
►Any convention related information This includes the address and directions to the convention area. Also leave a copy of this information with anyone at home/friends/family members so they can get a hold of you. If you've pre-ordered your convention tickets or hotel room reservations be sure to bring a copy of the receipt(s).
►Deodorant! This should go without saying, but you'll be surprised at how many people either forget or do not use! Which is why deodorant gets it o
A Complete Custom Guide to Nuzlocke ChallengesNUZLOCKE: Custom RulesA Complete Custom Guide to Nuzlocke Challenges5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
1: Pokemon that faint have been killed in battle. Release them, or permanently box them in the Cemetery Box.
♦Particularly favored Pokemon may be migrated/transferred or traded to another Game File.
♦Pokemon that faint in the Battle Frontier and Battle Tents (seen in Emerald) are not dead, don't worry.
2: You may ONLY capture the FIRST Pokemon you encounter on each route, cave, etc.
♦Shiny Pokemon are exempt from this rule, but may not be used through regular Game Play.
3: All Pokemon captured must have a Nickname.
4: If you so desire, you may have ONE resurrection AFTER obtaining all 8 badges from your region. This is the only resurrection you will receive during the entire game, so choose wisely. HeartGold and SoulSilver do NOT get a second resurrection upon obtaining all 16 badges.
5: When you have lost all of your Pokemon on your team and in the boxes it's Game Over.
newspapersnewspapersnewspapers1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
my mother and father found me in a pile of newspapers
hidden amongst language i would someday claim,
or perhaps, stuck in the throat of a hummingbird,
unsure if it was my job to help it fly.
there is not much to say about the hummingbird:
only that its feathers are soft, its chest resembles
an idle car or a machine meant to tick much quicker
than a human heart.
i am the ash of a burning bush, maybe even God’s face
staring out from it, although i wouldn’t go so far as to call
myself holy, because Lord knows i treat his name like any
other word and i never learned how to be someone’s child.
men rarely realize their hands until they cut them off.
daughters rarely realize their mistakes until their
parents stop reading the newspaper.
The Nature of LeadershipMy friends,The Nature of Leadership2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
I come before you as a Captain, but one who has learned from the ways of the past. I address you now to speak both of myself and of the belief that I hold for the future. We are humans, creatures of free thought and free speech. We gather in groups, connecting with those who are like-minded. We form these bonds because it is impossible for us to live alone, but even then, we think and act as freely for that is the gift of our being.
Yet even such gifts can be abused at times. Often we do not realise that the weight that our tongue may be enough to sink another in grief. Each word that we speak must be chosen carefully, for the power of the speaker compounds the weight of his speech. Some, carrying their first spark of greatness, might take this too far and abuse their strength. I was one of those individual, if you had known me in my early days. I spoke carelessly, without concern for any other and I viewed this as my given right. Indeed, I was shown to be very wrong.
If Truth had a tongueIf Truth had a tongue2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If Truth had a tongue
All your armies, all your men
All your hate, against a pen
Cold still coffee
Against a boy- stone in hand
Tightening hands on rubber band
In his eyes see brightening hope
To strengthen (still) the breaking rope
Of justice, rights and human love
As airplanes hover up above
And I wonder, hands are shaking
Faith is crumbling, words are breaking
Torn up hope and spirits broken,
Muting people when words are spoken,
Time is racing against a pen,
And I wonder once again,
Who is weak, and who is strong?
Who is right, and who is wrong?
And I wish, whilst blood is dripping
Chains are beating, whips are whipping
See the image- bleeding men
Hear the clock chime- broken pen
Again I wonder and I wish
If only the truth had words to speak
Words to tell when days are bleak
Peace to sp
The Problems With Stories Written by TeenagersDon't be offended at the title. "Teenagers" is just my way of saying "people who write unprofessional/shallow stories." Not all teenagers write shallow stories, it just sounds catchier.... Anyway.The Problems With Stories Written by Teenagers2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The first thing I want to make clear is: I'm not talking about anything mechanical in this deviation. Grammar/spelling is important (obviously), but that point has been beaten to death by people on the internet already. My purpose, as always, is to talk about the stories themselves, regardless of the way they are communicated. Whether it be through written word or on-the-spot narration, I believe there are certain tricks to telling good stories. Not rules, mind you. Tricks.
I don't believe that telling good stories is about what you "should" do, rather than what you shouldn't. Example: people generally hate Mary Sues, right? Well, sometimes I notice things that are "like" Mary Sues, in the sense that they're equally as shallow/unprofessional ways of telling stories. The purpose of this deviat
Figgy prt. 1Iggy slumped down the dark hall almost silently. He was exhausted, and he could hear Max talking in her sleep again.Figgy prt. 15 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was going to tell her to shut up.
She'd talked in here sleep ever since Fang had left. The weird thing was it hadn't taken her long to start dating Dylan. Iggy knew Fang had really only left because he was hurt. Max was falling for Dylan. But all that had changed earlier that afternoon. ~~~
Iggy sat in the warmth of the sun on Dr. Martinez's front porch, listening to nature. The chirping of the bird, the russel of the autumn leaves. he felt the color of the faded old white rocking chair.
His wings were numb from sitting against the chair so long. Then he heard foot steps on the sidewalk in front of the house.
"F-fang? is th-that you?" he whispered.
"Yeah Ig, its me." said a familiar but now deeper voice.
Iggy felt absolutely nothing for a moment. then felt a tear roll down his face.
Then he smiled and sprinted down the steps and hoped ov
Don't.Don't.5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Don't look at me like that as I fall. Don't shake me, staring into my sightless eyes as if they will suddenly light up again with life. I can hear you, you know, screaming bloody vengeance at them. I can also see your shock reflected in his amber eyes. Please don't blame him, Blackstar, he was only defending his leader. I would have done the same for you. In fact, all of our warriors would have. And it's not as if this battle has been in vain-we are keeping this useless strip of land and Firestar even lost a life! Surely that's good enough for you...? But no, I can see it in your step as you drag my bloody body back to the camp. Why don't you let the others help you? You will never admit it, I know you too well, but you have been weakened by this fight. We're not as young as we think we are, eh?
I can remember when we were young, though. Swept off our paws by Tigerstar's golden words. In a way, he was a bit like Sol, though not as...as...there isn't even a word. Of course, we put this
Abnormal, but unspecificAbnormal, but unspecific9 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
At 25, almost half of Riikka's life has been spent with being sick and visiting doctor after doctor. She would surely have better things to do. There's nothing she hates as much as doctors and she has nightmares about visits where she's humiliated. That hasn't been unusual. Even now, doctors treat her condescendingly, like a kid. It took over a decade to obtain a diagnosis.
There have been dozens and again dozens of doctors over the years, neurologists, opthalmologists, infection specialists and rheumatologists. It certainly feels like they couldn't care less what happens to Riikka. They're constantly trying to push physiotherapy, something Riikka has been doing for years, even though she doesn't have much mobility left any longer.
Riikka is sick with something many doctors don't even believe in and that officially doesn't exist in Finland, even though it has been included in WHO's official ICD-10 for a long time. In many countries it's known as myalgic encephalomyelitis (ME). In Finla
Hetalia Vs. SlenderWhat happens when a nation meet with Slender Man?(Axis Power and Allied Forces)Hetalia Vs. Slender3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Italy-He drew a face on Slender Man and gave him a plate of pasta.
Germany-He made Slender Man ran ten laps...around the forest.
Japan-He took out his camera and took a photo of Slender Man.Turns out Slender Man is pretty photogenic,Slender Man then decided to stop haunting the forest and became Trender man.
America-His laugher greatly annoyed Slender Man,so he was chased out of the forest.
England-Slender Man took his Unicorn.He was so sad he drank too much alcohol,but he managed to get his Unicorn back while being drunk.
France-He censored Slender Man,after that he censored England and everyone else.
China-He built a China Town in the forest.Slender Man was unamused.
Russia-He cursed Slender Man and hit it with his faucet.Slender Man fainted.
Canada-He stood still with fear,but Slender Man mistaken him as a tree and left.In the end,Canada collected all 8 notes
Levi's song(crack-fic|Levi x Reader) AULevi's song(crack-fic|Levi x Reader) AU11 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Did you take a shit yet?"
"Oi, (name) how long of a shit did you take today?"
"Don't worry I'm sure (name) is just taking a shit."
A sigh left your lips as levi made his usual poop jokes, one would think you be used to it by now.
Your boyfriend of x amount of years continued on and on and on with his poop jokes and sayings.
Enough was enough.
"Levi, I have something for you."
"What is it?"
"Just a song that you should listen to sometime. I'm going to work. Have a nice day sweetie."
Levi only shrugged his shoulders as he took the iPod and listened to the song.
--later on that day
You opened the door to Levi's room after returning from work and saw the most disturbing thing ever.
Levi was in sunglasses and cleaning up his room with a gold chain on him as the music blared and levi sung along to it.
Talking 'bout you popping tags, bitch you ain't bought shit
Talking 'bout a hunned bottles, bitch you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, bitch you ain't shot shit
Identity?Identity?5 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
A complex topic, is it what others see? Is it what you see? Is it what you feel? Is it who you are inside, or the persona that you carefully create? Is it what makes you you? Your individuality, your personality, your wants and dreams? Or is it a creation of your past and experiences?
When others see me they see the body, a relatively thin tall frame with dyed red hair. But that is not who I am, who I am they cannot see, many cannot even comprehend. For you see I am not I, I am we, for we are multiple. We share this single body, but we are not one, we each have our own thoughts, own feelings, even own memories. We have each been created and shaped by our past, but each into a different form.
We share a body as many would share a home, we argue as friends argue, and we exist within this world.
So do we have an identity? Do we have one each, or do we share one as we share the body? Identity is used throughout social science to describe an individual's comprehension
TDOF Chapter 3 A proven Leader--TDOF Chapter 3 A proven Leader7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Skull screeched, letting her claws rip across the disgusting tom's matted pelt. He had reared, exposing his stomach, and now it was badly scratched. He stared at Skull in shock, like he couldn't believe the kitten had attacked him first. But to Skull's utter confusion, he didn't try to fight back. Taking his hesitation into stride, Skull tackled the tom forward, pinning him to the hard ground. He rolled with the movement throwing the black cat off.
A small hiss of air was forced out of Skull's lungs as she hit the pavement hard. The startling switch of which cat had the upper hand, stunned her momentarily; everything was upside down to her now with a vast sky now filling her vision. Then the tom walked forward to stand over her, his greasy stench filling her nostrils and head hanging over.
Skull immediately tried to rake him, but he leaped back shouting, "Wait! Leader! I need your help!" Skull had jumped to her paws and was about to attack at him again, but at the cal
TDOF Chapter 2 Ancestors GiftChapter Two:TDOF Chapter 2 Ancestors Gift7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
There was a faint wintry coolness to the air as Skull walked behind the cats that she'd become leader of; she didn't trust any of these lawless cats to allow her back to be exposed to them. They'd definitely try to kill her if she didn't keep her guard up. She had commanded, faintly timid and unsure if they'd obey, that two of the cats, the gray she-cat from before and a tabby tom, to carry her father's corpse as the group traveled back through the trees of the foreign territory. Skull was completely silent as she walked; she was still in shock of her murder. The other cats would every so often take subtle glances back at the killer. She looked exactly like her father and could exterminate cats just like him.
"You did well, kit."
Skull nearly jumped out of her fur at the quiet menacing purr, turning to face the speaker to her left, but to her relief, it was another vision-like appearance of her father's soul. "I killed Cloud though!"
"He was going to kill you." Scourge spo
In the FoldNinety-nine sheep, safe in the foldIn the Fold4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But one little lamb is left out in the cold
His brethren think his life is over and done,
But in reality, it has only just begun.
Its path is written by the red thread;
The young babe will have to find its own bread.
The infant will grow up alone, but strong
Proving all those who thought otherwise wrong
When lone little lamb returns to the fold,
It will show the benefits of living in the cold.
BURNEDBurned.... burned... burned....BURNED4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Had the Name been clear then,
Blood wouldn't be seeping from these ears,
Dead with the stench of rotting flesh.
Utter darkness eclipsed from sight,
Breathing was hard and forced with lack of air.
Eyes flashing to every corner,
Watching the shadows crawl along the ground.
Ripping flesh from bloodied bones,
Gasping from terror and yells of pain.
Steam rising to eat me alive,
Suffocating from heat and dehydration.
Never had I dreamed, or dare believe,
That a place like this could really exist.
Fire ablaze like trees in a jungle,
Screams from other tortured souls echoing.
End it, end it, just end this suffering.
Had I seen the truth before, I wouldn't be here,
But I was mistaken, was deceived by everyone else.
I should have listened just once, to His saving Grace.
Dead; boiling in a pot of human skulls,
It was too late to call out His name.
As the devil sends his hellhounds to get me,
I cried, screamed, whiled, begge
Hunger games fan Fic - Fight to Win chpt 1Hunger games fan Fic - Fight to Win chpt 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Today is the day. And by 'the day' I mean the reaping. The thought of it makes me smile and frown. I smile because i might enter the arena, something I've always wanted to do. I had even planned on volunteering. The frown is because my best friend, Cato, says he's going to volunteer for sure. And I don't want have to face him or possibly be forced to kill him in the arena. Which means if he's serious about volunteering-which I'm pretty sure he is-I can't volunteer. Thank you Cato.
So as I prepare for the reaping that I would usually treat as any other day, I make sure that I visit Cato at his house thirty minutes before it begins, so we can walk over there together as always. As soon as I arrive and knock on the door, I am met by Cato's stone-turned-happy face t
Ch 1~The Day She SnappedI was dreaming, or what felt like a dream. Maybe it was more like a nightmare wrapped in the allusion of a dream. I was curled into a fetal position swallowed by darkness and the only noise that played was the soft lullaby tune. When the words slowly spun around me like a spider’s web I slowly opened my eyes. I was floating above my bed and was looking down at my body.Ch 1~The Day She Snapped2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
A gasp left my lips as my eyes, my body’s eyes, blinked open and a devious smile crept onto my, er her lips.
“Finally,” the word that left her lips were raspy. My eyes were a darker shade of green, and for some reason my hair had darkened almost to a black. She sat up and glanced my way. “Amelia, let’s play a game. I’m Pandora and I’ll be playing the part of Amelia.” She tilted my head to the side. Her voice was silky now that she’d spoken a bit more.
“The voice,” My words felt hollow on my lips. My voice didn’t seem to leave my lips, just soun
Happy Birthday, John- JohnRoseKarkat didn't understand Nicholas Cage. Or John, for that matter.Happy Birthday, John- JohnRose3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The five partygoers (John, Dave, Rose, Karkat and Vriska) sat in front of John's TV, watching Con-Air. John and Vriska sat happily watching, while Dave, Karkat, and Rose just kind of sat there, bored.
"John," Dave muttered, "why are we watching a horrible movie?"
John smiled. "It's a good movie! We haven't even gotten to the good part!"
Dave's eyes widened in mock surprise. "You mean this ISN'T the good part?"
Rose let out a laugh. John and Vriska didn't smile. Dave sighed. "Nevermi-" Dave's phone rang. "Oh, good, an interruption." He picked up the phone and walked out of the room. "Hello? Yeah, it's Dave."
The rest was unheard from the rest of the group. John shrugged. "Haters gonna hate, I guess." He turned to Dave. "Wonder who he's talking to."
Karkat didn't care. "I don't care," he said.
John just smiled. "Oh, let him have his own fun, Karkat. He's always like this."
Karkat just looked at him. "I know. I spent three
Ravenpaw Stays Part 5"What is this!!?" Bluestar demanded. "It-it's my sister's firstborn.., she wanted it to become a warrior." A look of worry shone in Fireheart's eyes. "Come with me!" She spat, and led Fireheart to her den.Ravenpaw Stays Part 55 years ago in Profiles More Like This
"And we thought we had secrects." Graystripe whispered into Ravenmist's ear. "Yeah.." Ravenmist stared blanky where Fireheart had been. "Are kits are gonna be here any day now.." Ravenmist spoke quietly. "Yeah.." Suddenly, Ravenmist felt a weight on his tail. He whipped his head around to see a ginger and white kit. "I'm gonna be the best hunter in the clan! Even better than Sandstorm!" sqeauled Brightkit.
"Maybe so Brightkit, but I don't think tails count." purred Graystripe. "When are my denmates gonna be here?" Brightkit mewed impatiently. "Soon." Ravenmist promised. "Really!!?" Excitment shone in the kit's eyes. "Yes." "I gotta go tell Cinderkit!" Brightkit mewed, reffering to her older sister who was about to become an apprentice. The excited kit ran off to the nursery. --------
America x Reader: Backseat SerenadeAmerica x Reader: Backseat Serenade2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
America x Reader: Backseat Serenade
Find a place for me again
You felt it once before
I know you did
I could see it
After his several phone calls with you, Alfred officially decided he was leaving New Jersey for California. He packed his bags, bought a plane ticket, and headed off. He was going to see you again to persuade you to love him like you used to. And he knew you did love him, he can hear it in your voice when you called.
Drink me under, pull me in
You had me at come over boy
I need a friend
One the bus fiddling with his hands, the blonde was waiting. All he knew about California was that you were there. But you were just a funny girl; naturally he’d go across the country just to see you. People call him Alfred the chaser, the boy who chased everything, but they’d never expect him chasing a girl miles away.
The bus stopped at the last stop so Alfred got up and left. Looking around in confusion at the s
Falling“i’ll be back after work, try not to have too much fun without me!” John jokes as he walks towards the door.Falling3 years ago in Drama More Like This
“No promises,” you call back at him, a knowing smile on your face.
You watch silently as his car pulls out of the driveway and begin to wander around the house. Twenty minutes spent trying to wash dishes results in three broken plates and a fork stuck in the garbage disposal. Another forty are used up trying to begin your next novel. An entire notepad is ruined, a mug of cold coffee the culprit, your clumsy hands the accomplice. You turn on the shower, wait for it to heat up and get distracted unpacking clothes from the moving boxes. By the time the hot water has run out you realize that you already showered this morning. Then the cat starts to harass you because you forgot to fill up its bowl again. It pees on your favorite skirt. You put it outside.
After you clean up again, you slump down at the kitchen table, your hands grasping your face. It
The Study of Fetal Psychology and BehaviorA woman’s womb is a private and mysterious cocoon, a place shared from a mother to her offspring. To some men and women it may seem like an automatic process, a way of producing a new life. To some others it’s something short of mere inconvenience and nowhere close to a “miracle”. Regardless of the modern science and technology we have today to help us understand what goes on inside this strange part of humanity’s life point, people still believe that a baby is only active once it is out into the world. In reality there is so much happening we just can’t see with our eyes alone. In only a brief span of years, science and technology has unlocked secrets and discoveries of a baby’s nine-month journey that could change perspectives and inspire us to formulate a new viewpoint about both unborn and newborn fetuses. However, the old view that unborn babies have always been inactive and nothing short of insignificant growing clump of humanThe Study of Fetal Psychology and Behavior2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This