Somewhere Out ThereSomewhere Out ThereSomewhere Out There10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Rain fell gently upon a young man as he walked up to the top of the hill. He glanced toward the dark sky. *Goes perfectly with my mood.* He thought sadly. He finally reached his destination. He looked down at the grassy area that lay in front of him. He took in a deep breath. *I have to do this.* He reminded himself. He slowly knelt down. The rain seemed to begin falling a bit harder. He looked up into the rain, letting the rain mix with the tears falling from his eyes. He looked back down to the ground. "It's been one year…" He started softly.
"Did you hear about that Zim kid?" Dib could hear the whispers. He glanced back over his shoulders to look at the two whispering. They noticed Dib looking at them.
"What do you want you freak?" One of them asked. Dib shoo
InvaderCon as told by DIBInvaderCon as told by DIB4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
InvaderCon? One word: wow. No, really, just wow. There is no need for eloquence with such greatness!
Where to start?!
Friday started the weekend off right. Zim and I (yeah I brought Zim; I wasn't about to let him roam carefree while I was off the clock!) got our badges and went straight to the pre-reg-privileged panel. There we got the opportunity to see the guests a day early which was a real treat because I didn't feel so pressed to have time with them after that.
Just before the panel, Zim's mun Heith spotted Richard Horvitz at the bar and went over to thank him for a birthday gift my mun received last summer. Richard was kind enough to send an autograph, free, through the mail. I hid my head from sight, dying of embarrassed excitement (or maybe it was excited embarrassment). Either way, he remembered Heith!
Saturday was chock full of meeting new people such as Hetty BobCat, Agent Orange, and Wic
Triplets: PrologueIt was a beautiful morning. The sun glowed it's golden stripes to everywhere in the city of Nogard. Right next to it was a big, deep forest. Trees shined in the sunlight as life started to woke up. In the horizon was a group of massive mountains, that looked like a line of sharp teeth. In the city, humans were also awakening. Everybody headed to their job and children were waiting for their rides to school.Triplets: Prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Meanwhile, at the base of a mountain, was a big cave. But it wasn't any normal cave. Inside the cave were lot of big, wooden furnitures. The cave looked very homely though it was still pretty dark. Deep in the cave, two dragons were laying on a large bed. One of them moved sleepily and stood up. Then it stretched slowly and yawned. The dragon had royal blue scales and it was about 78 feet long and 16 feet tall. After it shook itself, the dragon turned it's head left. It was looking a beautiful, wooden cradle. There were only three walls on it: front were left o
A Reason for UrgencyA Reason for Urgency4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
(Part 6 of Shadowdale)
A thin white vapor floated through the air as the dragons moved through the forest, Sterling safely in tow. At first the boy believed it to be fog but, as the mist touched his skin, he realized it was steam.
Several minutes later the party of six broke into a clearing. The glade was filled with a large pool of steaming water, bubbling up from the ground to form a hot spring.
"Why didn't anyone tell me this was here?" the human asked as Embyr set him down. "It's warm enough here that I wouldn't have to have other sleeping quarters."
"And that is exactly why we didn't tell you about it." Crystal said smugly.
Sterling rolled his eyes, slipping off his boots and moving forward so that the waters of the spring lapped at his feet.
"I figured this would be a better place to talk." Onyx explained. "A way to help keep us relaxed and calm while we talk about a bit of a stressful subject."
To the human's astonishment the dragon followed her words by slipping her hands
The Twin Fires: Chapter 6One Brazen JournalistThe Twin Fires: Chapter 64 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The small office gave a rather unkempt outlook, the shutters were closed, allowing little sunlight to stream into the room, the stacks of old newspapers lined against the walls, the empty pizza boxes and take away Chinese cartons indicated that the owner was living neither healthy or clean. This sorry excuse of an office belonged to the French freelance journalist Jerome Lebois. The journalist was about to pour himself his fourth glass of cognac that day when the door was almost knocked out of it's hinges.
"Jerome! I know you're in there! Open up!"
Jerome recognized that voice, it belonged to the landlord and it seemed he was in a pleasant mood today, well, compared to his usual mood. No doubt he had been drinking sour wine again "Chateau Migraine" by the sound of it. Jerome opened the door and stood face to face with a bear of a man. Jerome always found that the landlord looked somewhat like a modern day Viking with his long blonde hair, h
Playing With One's Food(Part 1)Playing With One's Food4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
How many times had she come to sit in the same spot? How many times had she seen the young swordsman go through his training exercise, the same series of slashes and parries? She must have seen the scene played out over a hundred times... and yet he never once knew he was being watched.
Sterling sheathed his sword and dropped his hands to his knees, thoroughly exhausted. He panted for nearly a minute, trying to catch his breath, as he again played out the dance of sword-and-wielder in his mind.
He had trained for several months, from the first day the war in the east had started and his father had been called into battle. His mother, working diligently each day in the castle kitchens, left her son with only a handful of chores; once they were completed, Sterling was free to do as he pleased.
Thus, just like the countless days before it, Thursday found the knight-to-be in the small forest glade, swinging the sword left to him by his father in the many arcs and twists that made
The EntryThe Entry3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Title: The Entry
Game: Mass Effect 3
Disclaimer: Owned by Bioware
So, this is an unusual departure for me. I am on my third run of ME3 and I was staring at my FemShep who is romancing Garrus and I finally figured something out about her. I don't know why I figured this out about her but I did at like 9 morning it wasn't intentional but I just looked at her, the way I played the game, and I came up with why she acts this way in my head. I'm not trying to be ground breaking or a revolutionary with this. Hell I'm probably taking a great risk posting this the way it is. And this is why Bioware is so awesome because they gave us something that could inspire this, though the thought on closure is rather uh...yeah. This is my MAIN FemShep and I have 4 more FemSheps and six MSheps. Each one unique and varied but for her I just realized this is why she fights, is a kind soul, and does what she does the way she does it and I just wanted to
polarisshe was the kind of girl that filled herpolaris3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
chest cavity with stars and her mind with names,
never one to forget her friends of the sky.
she doodled comets and planets in the margins of her papers
where hearts with arrows and initials should have been.
rockets boosted her dreams into the sky, and
she insisted the martians take teeth from under her pillow, not fairies.
she hoarded her chuck e cheese tickets,
even went as far as to dig them out of couch cushions
in order to fill her night sky with glow-in-the-dark stars
so her friends would never leave her even when
mommy and daddy forgot to tuck her in.
sleepless nights were spent at the window with
her battered old astronomy book, teaching
herself to read with polaris and sigma octantis.
by high school, she was as distant as her life-long friends,
already burnt out, just leaving after-images in the sky.
stardust floated out of her ears,
and dark matter clouded her eyes.
nebulous thoughts wafted from her mouth,
catching on the breeze and s
A giantess' orphanage mealThe day had reached its half point in the seemingly calm farm land where a distant orphanage lay right outside the outskirts. It was a fine summer afternoon and the sun was at its peak in the sky with just enough clouds to provide some occasional shade every now and then. Most of the kids were either outside playing or inside enjoying other forms of games. The few others were most likely finding ways of getting into trouble. All the kids lived right on the border where human and giant country merged. Controversy and rumors had been increasing as of recent, most of them only causing more tension between two worlds already in a cold war. Recently people on these borders have been gone missing, even houses being uprooted and never heard from again. Unfortunately, this land had very fertile soil and was perfect for farming. So as risky as life may have been, there was little choice the people in this area could really do. Despite the dangers, some of the kids were actually hoping to catchA giantess' orphanage meal4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
SSBB lyricsAudi famam illius.SSBB lyrics7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
I have heard of his rumor.
Solus in hostes ruit
He alone rushed into his enemies
et patriam servavit.
and saved his homeland.
Audi famam illius.
I have heard of his rumor.
Cucurrit quaeque tetigit destruens.
He ran across the lands and everything he touched was destroyed.
Audi famam illius.
I have heard of his rumor.
Audi famam illius.
I have heard of his rumor.
Spes omnibus,mihi quoque.
He gave everyone hope, as he gave me.
Terror omnibus,mihi quoque.
He gave everyone fear, as he gave me.
He is now
next to me.
Ille iuxta me.
He is now next to me.
Socii sunt mihi.
My allies are with me.
qui olim viri fortes
My allies, who were once heroes
and old enemies, are here.
Saeve certando pugnandoque
As they fiercely competed and battled
their splendor grew.
I'm Anti FeministI’m antifeminist.I'm Anti Feminist1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
No, not because I’m a “woman hater” or in terrible self-denial, but because I’ve seen feminism, through actions and spoken word.
I’ve seen how the word ‘feminist’, or ‘feminism’, causes many to turn away in disgusts or to roll their eyes in a ‘here we go again’ manner.
I’ve seen the hypocrisy.
“We are not man haters.” Yet you slander the title of every man who dare rises against you, even with by hard work, he’s earned his position. You verbally assault, then play society’s victim, it’s getting old.
“We want equality.” Really, or do you want to be on top, do you want to rule the world? The word equality, is derived from the word ‘equal’. How can you scream for equality when you don’t even know how to be equal yourselves?
Learn to practice what you preach.
How can you force your beliefs onto someone when you don’t even li
Julia's Jelly Belly- Part 1Julia looked down at herself in the mirror of her bedroom, before trying on her school clothes for next year.Julia's Jelly Belly- Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Im never going to have abs again" She said to herself.
Julia was your typical nerdy Asian girl, glasses, straight dark hair, and around medium height, which was tall for a chineese-american girl, but over the past few years that was starting to change.
Her parents had always forced her to do gymnastics in her younger years, so she had always been on the smaller side, but now that she was 18, school became more important for her, and they had backed off on it. And it was starting to show.
Her legs, once toned had begun to soften up, squishing when she sat down and her previously hard thighs had begun to wobble when she walked around in short shorts.
Her arms and face had gotten more round as well, but the most noticeable change was in her midsection. Her once flat stomach which had a hint of a six pack was now soft and mushy, and hung over her jeans slightly when she bent over.
Avatar But BetterOnce upon a time, there was a planet far, far way called Pandora. It was rich in unobtainium and the Na'vi were selfishly hoarding it all to themselves like wicked blue dragons and not sharing it with the rest of the universe.Avatar But Better5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Please sir," said a tall, strapping gentleman by the name of Miles Quaritch. "May we have some of your unobtanium? Our planet is in dire need and only this can save it."
"Hohoho!" laughed Neytiri and Jake. "You humans are inferior to our blue race. you cannot even play basketball at our level. How dare you think you can even deserve the unobtanium."
"But, Jake," said the Colonel, manly tears rolling down his man face, "I thought we had something special."
"No," said Jake. "I am a Na'vi now. I can run and jump like a ten foot tall blue child and play basketball better than any human. I can fly on dinosaurs. I can screw with blue neko smurf girls whenever I please and they will make me their king. Join me, Colonel, and I will make your face the greatest on Pandora
Kingdom Hearts AnalysisIf you've played video games at any point in your life, you've most likely heard of the Kingdom Hearts series at some point or another. Perhaps you've played it yourself. The widely popular action RPG title with a young protagonist and a large metal key. The most noticeable "theme" with this game seems to be the one that involves light versus darkness, ex. good versus evil.Kingdom Hearts Analysis5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
However, did you ever think that with such an "epic" theme, the creators could possibly have had, say, deeper intentions for the game? Possibly something a beyond what lies on the surface, something beyond the seemingly overly-cliched plot of a young "chosen one" going around the world (or worlds, in this case) to "save the world" along with the blatantly too-shallow-to-be-metaphorical plotline?
Some would certainly think so.
For starters, one of the most noticeable aspects about Sora's appearance is that he consistently wields a large key. But why a key? Some wield guns, other wield swords, some even wield a
How to be a True Fan1. Merch Does the object of your obsession have merchandise? Yes? Good. Make it your job to own every available piece of it. If you don't own every piece of available merchandise, you aren't complete. In fact, you won't have a functioning life because there will be a large gaping hole in your chest where that missing merchandise should be. The hole will be so mind-rendingly large that your mother, your best friend, your car, your dog, not even your smoking hot girlfriend will be able to fill. Also, the hole and stinking lumps of meat that surround it will be gradually eaten by the nastiest of flies until you do find something to plug it up with.How to be a True Fan5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
And cement will not work.
Make it your job to become a next-gen treasure hunter and send yourself on a never-ending quest to acquire all existing bits of said merchandise to plug that hole before the fly eggs do. Yes, even the Japan-release only ones.
2. In the Beginning A true fan must also have been alive wh
How to Win an ArgumentEveryone gets into arguments at some point in their life. Electronic communication receptacles are no exception. If anything, one is more -likely- to find that it is easier to become embroiled in an online argument than anything else.How to Win an Argument5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1. CAP THAT If there's one sure-fire way to make a point stronger, it's typing in ALL CAPS. Considering that there are many instances when sound can't travel over the net, one must find the next best available way to be heard. This "next best" way is through "shouting," which just happens to be done online through typing in CAPS. Just like screaming, shouting, and general tantrum-throwing in real life, this method is a highly efficient method of making sure that your point gets across and makes you seem ten thousand times more valid and understandable. Additionally, it makes your argument come on more forcefully and shows the opposition you mean "serious fucking shit" with your side of things.
After all, loud noises work with dogs and small
What's New, Mary Sue?Standing alone on a deserted street corner, a man in a trench coat and fedora quickly glanced around to make sure no one was following. Then he hurriedly turned the corner and made his way swiftly down a dark alley where an unmarked metal door awaited him. He once again looked over his shoulder to make sure he wasn't being followed and went inside. The heavy metal door slammed shut behind him.What's New, Mary Sue?6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Inside there were several folding chairs facing each other in a small circle in a brightly lit windowless room. It looked like the typical group therapy room. Except for the fact that the occupants appeared anything but ordinary.
"Well, it's about time you showed up, Walteeer," came a sly voice from the chair closest to the man in the trench coat. "We were wondering when you'd get here."
Walter Kovacs a.k.a Rorschach glared down angrily through his mask as the man with scraggly green hair and eyes blackened with charcoal gr
ChangeYeah Ive been thinking about somethingChange7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A lot lately. Its been on my mind.
When I look back on whats occurring
In my everyday life, I cant help but find
That people change. Its so simple and true
That we hardly notice it going on.
And I wonder why its always in with the new
And out with the old. Sometimes it feels so wrong
Knowing that even Ive changed in your eyes.
These hands still look the same to me
But I think its my heart, I realize,
That has changed really.
As the leaves fall down and hit the ground
The air is crisp with the cloudy skies
The grass turns into a tanish brown
And I am left with the question why?
I suppose its all for the good
That things change today.
Knowing that change would
Always bring something new our way.
So I hope you know Im still just me
Inside myself trying to live on.
Im growing up, but just believe
That change is nothing wrong.
I am me and you are you simply.
Nothing can stop who we are