Poem - Ode to SoundwavePoem - Ode to Soundwave3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Monster Deep Inside
Somewhere deep inside,
Down beneath the hide,
Where soul and Spark have died.
I know my darker side.
Black face and hollow eyes;
It's truth within these lies,
For death and evil ties,
My Spark, for thee, thus dies.
This monster deep within,
Down beneath the skin,
For thee, my King, I sin,
And the darkness deep within.
Horror, here, in silence grows
An evil mind no one knows.
For thee, my King, my darkness shows,
Black o'er black, your sin bestows.
Somewhere deep inside,
A darkness lay in silent tide,
Until I can no longer hide
This roaring monster deep inside.
Prisoner Of War lPrisoner Of War l2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Title: Prisoner Of War
Chapter 1: The Deal
(Please, no!) Bumblebee beeped. It was loud enough for everyone to hear. Everyone on the battle field seemed to stop fighting and look at the yellow Autobot.
But Bumblebee's eyes never left Optimus, who was penned down to the ground by Soundwave, Knockout, and two Vehicons. While Megatron held a gun to Optimus's head. Optimus's eyes widened at his scout's plea. Megatron raised an optical ridge and looked down at the young bot. Soundwave and Knockout still held Optimus down and watched their lord carefully. Megatron turned his body toward Bumblebee.
All the Autobots and Decepticons watched as Bumblebee took two steps toward Optimus and Megatron. He gulped and his eyes shifted to Megatron.
(Please, don't!) Bumblebee said again, making sure they heard him. Optimus looked at Bumblebee, with worry and fear in his eyes. Optimus fought to get free, but Knockout called more Vehicons over to help hold him.
"Bumblebee!" Optimus shouted. C
The Unknown Life Of Bumblebee.Pain was not uncommon to Bumblebee. Pain surrounded his life and made him who he was today. Psychical pain was nothing compared to mental pain. Bumblebee had endured the emotional pains that came with fighting in a war. He lost friends and loved ones, he offend heard their screams and last breaths. The scout was robbed of his sparklinghood and all the joys of being a youngling. Optimus prime, his care taker, did not let Bumblebee outside the gates of their large home on Cybertron. Bumblebee watched as sparklings his age played in the streets, laughing and talking with each other.The Unknown Life Of Bumblebee.3 months ago in Settings More Like This
The same gates that held him back also protected him. Once the war began, Bumblebee watched as fewer and fewer sparklings came out to play. Until the entire neighborhood was left in ashes and rust. Bumblebee’s worst memory growing up was when Optimus had to leave to join the Autobots on the front line. He left Bumblebee in Ironhide’s care. But no matter how harder the old mech tried to make Bumbleb
Downfall of a Prime"Soundwave, I need your help to take down the Autobot council. Do you trust me?"Downfall of a Prime3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Said communications officer looked up from his console and locked optics with Megatron through his visor. "I trust you Lord Megatron. What is it you require?"
Megatron studied him for a few moments before explaining his new plan to his most trusted leiutenant, "I need you to get captured by the Autobots..."
"I don't know about this. Something doesn't seem right."
"I know what you mean. It's one thing for an ordinary Decepticon to surrender, but it's something else entirely when a high ranking officer surrenders."
"Yeah...just keep close optics on him."
Both bots looked back at their newly captured prisoner Soundwave. So far, he hadn't shown any resistance, but he had startled them all by removing his mask and visor. Proof of surrender? They didn't know. Nearing the council doors, the guards stationed there did a double take an
Promise Me You'll RememberPromise Me You'll Remember2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arcee trembled violently as the images flashed before her optics. Terror gripped her spark as she saw the image of Tailgate being slaughtered by Airachnid. She wanted to scream, she wanted to wake up from this dreaded nightmare. But she was trapped in a void with the image repeating itself over and over again. "Tailgate!" she screamed, her optics squeezed tightly.
"Arcee! Wake up!"
Immediately, Arcee bolted upright, screaming her former partner's name once again. Her breathing was laboured and beads of oil dripped from the corners of her head and neck. She soon became aware that she was not alone in the room and glanced around to find Optimus sitting on her berth and looking down upon her with concerned optics. His hands were on her shoulders and it soon came to her that he had been shaking her to get her out of her nightmare.
"Optimus?" she questioned, blinking her optics. "What are you doing here?"
Optimus seemed to vent a sigh of relief before he explained, "I couldn't recharge, so
Homosexuality in TransformersSlash, Morality, and the Cybertronian WayHomosexuality in Transformers3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
An essay by Traci Johnson (Loco Exclaimer)
This is an essay on homosexuality, especially that portrayed in relationships between the fictional characters in the fandom Transformers. The first half deals exclusively with homosexuality as an issue in itself with little to no mention of any fandom, and details my point of view on this issue. The second half details said relationships as portrayed between any two given characters from Transformers. I hope you enjoy.
Part One: Homosexuality, Morality, and Religion
I honestly find it revolting that religion is even an issue when it comes to homosexuality. It's an issue of discrimination against human beings, and ought to be treated as such. Women were seen as second-class in Biblical times; does that make them lesser beings? No.
Still, this section will deal with the "morals and ethics" of being gay.
Some people, for an indeter
A new Freindship part1 Tick. Tick. Tick.A new Freindship part15 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Time to get up. Dress, brush hair, check time. Breakfast? Brush teeth, grab backpack, walk out the door. Get to school and from there go on autopilot. This was May's routine throughout the week. As you can imagine, many a times did May long for something interesting to happen. Tossing on her black t-shirt and navy jeans, May sleepily began to comb her hair.
''Maybe I should leave it down.''
May stared at her long, wavy golden brown hair.
After this conclusion, May quickly put her hair up in its usual pony tail. Leaning down May scooped up her backpack and slung it over her shoulders, running down the stairs.
'Another boring day at school. Joy to the world.'
Sighing, May ran to catch up to her friends.
May nodded to her two friends sitting on a railing leading up to their first period math class. The one closest to her, Erin, glanced u
MegaBee:Rest Stop.A small cave was all they could find for shelter.MegaBee:Rest Stop.4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The darkness was almost irritating to their optics, and the damp moisture covering the walls coated their armor as they sat down.
Megatron and Bumblebee had been running for days. This was the very first time they had stopped in over 2 days. With no energon around, they needed to save the little energy they had left in their reserves.
Bumblebee shifted closer to the mech beneath him, mumbling something and unconsciously wrapping his arms around the mechs waist, before settling back into a deep recharge.
Megatron smiled gently down at his mates sleeping frame, stroking his cheek softly.
He should be getting some recharge himself, but he didn't want to take the chance of an ambush.
His and Bumblebee's relationship started just a few months ago. After a battle between the two factions, Bumblebee was left when Ratchet presumed him offline. Megatron had stayed behind after the battle and repaired the yellow scout out of pity for being left b
DeathHe follows me without hesitation,Death7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And whispers in my ears.
He tells me gruesome stories,
Of death so sweet.
Poison slipped into your drink,
Or a stab in the heart.
Hanging by a rope,
Or swallowing too many pills.
Slowly starving yourself,
Or a violent car crash.
There is so many ways to go,
But only one is chosen for you.
But he knows how I will die,
And refuses to say.
This kind of torture,
Is one so cruel,
That only death can play,
When he is standing next to you.
He’ll smile with glee,
And count 1 2 3,
And then you’ll be gone,
Without even knowing,
What made you move on.
Friendship is Prime: PrologueIt was a bright, sunny day, in Equestria. The Canterlot Garden was filled with beautiful greenery and all different kinds of statues made by hardworking artists lined the garden's outer edge. However, one special statue was placed in the center of this lush garden. It is a statue of a Draconequis, a rare mythical creature whose body parts consist of those belong to a spectrum of other animals, from a lion's paw to an eagle's claw to a snake's tail to a bat's wing to a dragon's leg and even a pony's head! The peculiar thing about this statue is the position the creature is in. It appears to have arms outstretched, not for embrace but rather to try and fend off something. Its facial expression was one of absolute terror. Yet within this petrified sculpture, there lies a dark secret.Friendship is Prime: Prologue2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
At this time, if somepony was to observe the statue, at first glance nothing would seem out of the ordinary. However upon
Terror in the CityIt was horror at the city of Rupton as a giant, sea monster ravaged through the city. No one could have predicted such horrific site as this. It happened out of nowhere! Let us recap!Terror in the City6 months ago in Comedy More Like This
It was warm and beautiful day out her on Rupton; everyone was going about their usual routines and not giving a care to the world, all happy and jolly. The cars were honking, the people were walking and the workers were talking. Everyone was unaware of the horror that was going to hit them soon.
People at the beach were enjoying their day, happy and all, when suddenly the water line started receding. Like the logical human beings they were, the curious, naive beach goers chased after the water line, despite learning recently that this was a telltale sign of a tsunami. Fortunately for them, this wasn't a tsunami, unfortunately for them this was the telltale sign of the arrival of the giant fishy monster... lady. Emerging from the deep, the monster roared terrifyingly, scaring off the idiots who chased the
Ronin/Nightwing: Road TripA blue convertible goes down the open highway. Two young men are in it. The driver, with raven black hair, a match tank top, and shorts, is grinning. His passenger, blond haired, polo shirt, and shorts, is a bit nervous.Ronin/Nightwing: Road Trip7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Joseph: Must you go so fast?!
Dick: Come on, you've been in the Batmobile; this is nothing.
Joseph: The Batmobile is safer than this.
Dick: *narrating* The nervous wreck is Joseph Kane, aka Gotham's newest hero, Ronin. He's my best friend. *goes faster* As if you couldn't tell. *speaks* Relax, feel the wind in your hair...better when no one is punching you.
Joseph leans back
Joseph: Well I don't have long-ish hair like you do...
Dick: You do got that Doctor Who haircut going on though. Besides, enjoy the journey.
Joseph: Speaking of which, where are we going?
Dick: Ever been to New Orleans?
Joseph: Not even on business.
Dick: Well that's where were going, gonna have fun.
Joseph: But we brought our suits.
Dick: Well yeah, we're not idiots
Joseph and Dick both start laug
Not Only In My DreamsJoy to the world, the Lord has come, let earth receive her King!Not Only In My Dreams2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Holiday music floated peacefully from the stereo speakers. The Doctor smiled, sitting comfortably on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table and a good book in his left hand, of which he was reading aloud. His right arm draped fondly over Rose's shoulder beside him as she leaned her back comfortably against him, listening as the Doctor read to her with a blanket wrapped snugly around her and a warm mug of hot chocolate in her hands.
The Doctor smiled. He loved Christmas more than any other day of the year. He had visited so many Christmases in his TARDIS that one would think he would be used to them by now, but he never was. Every Christmas was special; especially now that he only had one life to live, and only so many Christmases to go with it. However this Christmas was especially special: It was his first Christmas as a married man. (Besides last year when they had been wed on Christmas day, but that did
Just A DreamThe Doctor was running; faster and harder than he had ever run before. Desperately shoving one foot in front of the other, his eyes locked onto his goal. "Hold on!" He tried to shout, gasping in shallow, ragged mouthfuls of air as his tired lungs screamed for oxygen. He had to make it.Just A Dream2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Doctor!" He could hear her calling out to him in desperate fear. Her voice was growing more and more faint.
"Rose!" He shouted back, still struggling to force his aching legs onward. He stumbled and fell to the ground. "Hold on " He struggled to cry, clutching his chest in pain. His single heart was beating faster than it had even beat before; fighting to the point of collapse.
Looking back up into the bright light before him, he cried out in effort and forced himself to his feet once more, throwing himself forward and miraculously staying upright. He reached out before him as his weak legs carried him foreword, but he knew that he was too late. He was always too late.
The light fa
Shadowblitz: A Detailed Anatomy GuideSummaryShadowblitz: A Detailed Anatomy Guide2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This guide is designed to help those who wish to Role Play with the Character, Shadowblitz, a detailed of his Physical capabilities, abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. Keep in mind; these abilities have been set into stone. They are designed to support an Assassin Cybertronian, so some abilities may seem a bit unfair. Just know that with every Strong ability, there is a flaw to counteract it. Also note that this guide is strictly for his Primary adult stage. The Child stage we see in Fight after Fight does not apply, nor does the stage presented in Disorientation (where Shadow is blind, voiceless, and able to transform) Now, onward with the Guide and I hope that it is useful for any who read it.
Height: At the top of the head: 27' 4". With Wings: 30' 2"
Species: Demicon (Slang term: Spook)
Type: Enforcer (Decepticon Police/Assassin)
Body Style: Slim Athletic
Creature of the Night: Shadow has 3 optics.
Transformers prime MLP To Save EquestriaJasper Nevada, Desert RoadTransformers prime MLP To Save Equestria2 years ago in Settings More Like This
In Armored Truck mode, Bulkhead cruised along the desert road toward the Autobots hidden base. Sitting in the passenger seat with her headphone blaring was Miko. Miko had stopped by the store to get some groceries for the base. "So Bulk," Miko asked between head banging and stuffing cookies in her mouth. "How's things been since the new recruits arrived?" Miko was referring to the new Autobots that shown up on Earth. Jazz, IronHide, Prowl and Skids and Mudflap and the Dinobots. Which was good since the Decepticons had been increasing their own ranks recently. "Oh it's been great!" Bulkhead said through his speaker system. Though given the recent destruction of Breakdown he couldn't help but feel a bit for lack of better word ...He didn't know...He just didn't expect him to be gone.
"It's Wonderful to see so many old friends after so long!" Miko nodded in agreement. Though she had to guess what Bulkhead really meant by "So Long". She knew the longev
Transformers Animated Fanfiction Pt 1The tiny Sparkling's optics flickered open, bright blue with light blue pupils. Her tiny servos reached into the air as she began wailing. Her mother held the child against her, panting heavily and optics flickering. She rasped, "Sparkfly your name is Sparkfly ."Transformers Animated Fanfiction Pt 12 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The mother let out a sigh and went limp, still holding 'Sparkfly' against her tiny chassis. The baby gurgled and reached for her mother. She continued to make baby sounds until she became hungry and set up a wail. Her wail fell upon deaf audio receptors, for her mother's Spark no longer functioned. Sparkfly sobbed and cried, trying to awaken her mother from her endless, dreamless sleep.
Prowl was a tall, slender and quiet Autobot. He had pretty, ice blue visors that were over his optics as he searched the wreckage of a crashed Autobot ship. He lifted large chunks of metal, corners of his mouth twitching whenever he saw the chrome carcasses of the fallen. He continued to search, shaking his head as tears welled up in
Alert LevelsThe English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats and have raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved." Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross." The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in 1940 when tea supplies all but ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to a "Bloody Nuisance." The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588 when threatened by the Spanish Armada.Alert Levels4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Scots raised their threat level from "P*ssed Off" to "Let's get the B*stards." They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.
The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide." The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender." The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag fac
Knock Out's First Impression of StarscreamHinted Knock Out x Starscream.Knock Out's First Impression of Starscream1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I decided to join the Decepticons I have just finished my medical education. I had little-to-none experience and my grades weren't very impressing either. The Decepticons recruited me only because it was extremely difficult for them to find any medics, no matter their experience. The CMO at that time had two assistants already and I was the third one. Both of them were better than me at that time and being the Decepticons they were, loved to comment on my failures and lack of knowledge. Good thing I don't care what others think, especially not ugly brutes with horrid paintjobs.
Anyway, so I was helping the CMO at the main Decepticns' base back on Cybertron. Usually I wasn't trusted with anything even remotely complicated or delicate. Guess it was fitting when the two morons were calling me nurse. I hardly did anything a doctor should do.
So, as I was helping in the Med. Bay, there was this huge battle between the Autobots and us and apparen
The My Little Pony Fanfiction Guide, Part OneGreetings, viewers. Thank you for taking a long deserved break from trolling any singer looking like Justin Bieber(I got sick of the comments after my cover of that Limp Biskit song--I swear I like death metal) and sitting down to learn how to write a good fanfiction.The My Little Pony Fanfiction Guide, Part One2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
But of course, you came in here because either you discovered the brony fandom and want to fit in, or you're already here and want to contribute to it more than learning from example and trying to recreate another Katy Perry song into the brony sense, but chose to do the song "Peacock" and found you made a song so dirty the FBI is now monitoring what you're doing right now.
In either case, this self-help article will help you learn how to write an MLP story that will gain attention, and will finally get you a feature on Equestria Daily. Depending on how long winded I am right now, this could be either one part, or several. You'll find out when I do.
LESSON 1: LEARN THE SHOW
No matter what you're doing, the first rule of w
Trixie's New Big Red Life p 11Trixie was happier than she had ever been, since the circus everything just seemed to go her way. She used her refurnishing spell to fix the Apples' leaky roof, she found she was able to use magic on hay piles if she focused on the individual pieces, Applejack was teaching her how to buck for apples (took some getting used to), she seemed to be getting closer friendship wise to Twilight and her pony pals, but best of all she had been spending the majority of her time with Big Macintosh.Trixie's New Big Red Life p 112 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She had impressed him, not in the magical abilities department, but in the fact that she was willing to risk her life to save Apple Bloom and her friends. When he wasn't working the orchid or lending a helping hoof in Ponyville he was by Trixie's side, and she loved every minute of it.
This morning she had decided to attribute to the farm by cooking the family some grass pancakes; so far she was on her tenth attempt at making a batch that wasn't burnt. Granny Smith was there too, helping by taste testin
The My Little Pony Fanfiction Guide, Part TwoPART TWO: THE ORIGINAL CHARACTER EPISODEThe My Little Pony Fanfiction Guide, Part Two2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome back, aspiring brony writers. Now that you know the basic lessons on how to write a story that's better than whatever you wrote in kindergarden(or any of my first stories) you're on to the next step: creating original characters.
Why are we spending a part on Original Characters, or OCs? Because sometimes, you have a story that none of the show's characters fit in. For example, I have this really silly idea where a bunch of serial killers meet each other and pick at each other's flaws and guts, and clearly I'm not going to take the psycho Twilight and Pinkadema route LIKE I KNOW A LOT OF YOU DO...seriously, installing those cameras in your house was not worth it...
So sometimes you have a story that you want your own creation in and decide their personalities, and you will learn the greatest part of writing: It's the only field you can play God in and still get away with without moral consequences. After all, I decided the character I kn
In Her ShadowRex supposed that this was something all younger brothers and sisters felt at some point in their lives. It was some sort of nightmare, always settled into the back of their minds, eating away at their subconscious, building the pressure placed upon their shoulders.In Her Shadow7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
This was the kind of thing Rex dreaded whenever he walked into school. His fourth grade teacher was the same teacher that Emma had two years ago. That was the way it had been since kindergarten but it had never been a problem before today. The possibility of such an event had only been a nagging fear and he had prayed it would stay that way.
But the 61% on the paper in front of him and the echoing words of the middle-aged woman pulled him into every younger sibling's nightmare.
"I was expecting more from you. Your sister was so bright."
How could anyone expect anything from Emma Stewart's brother? Sometimes, that's all Rex was, Emma's little brother who would never ever be as great as she was.
Like so many other younger sib
A Storm in Solstheim ch. 2A Storm in Solstheim ch. 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By experience I knew that this Temple of Miraak would be filled with ancient traps and locked doors, I would need an expert at that line of work, Arinel was my expert and now he is slaving away building a strange structure, leaving me to rely on a blade for hire. I sat in the Retching Netch leaning on the stone railing of the stairs that lead to the main area of the inn. My eyes rested on a character dressed in armor resembling the armor the city guards wore, but was less bulky. He or she wore red cloth under the gaps in the armor and green goggles over their eyes.
I approached the person, hoping they were who I was looking for; they noticed me approach and looked up to meet my gaze with their hidden eyes. Now that I was closer, I realized this person was male.
"Teldryn Sero, blade for hire" he said in a scratchy voice.
"Myräkkä Windblade," I replied holding out my hand, which he took as we greeted each other "So Teldryn, what are your skills?" I asked.
Teldryn thought for a moment bef