The Bishop Train: PrologueThe Bishop TrainThe Bishop Train: Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I've never looked good in white. I know it's supposed to be like, the only color that looks good on everybody, that's what the Queen says, but, I don't know. I should stop complaining though. It's not like I could switch to a Black. How would you even do that? You wouldn't, that's how. You're born one or the other. It's been that way since The Castling. I mean, I wasn't there or whatever, but it's in the history books. In fact, it's pretty much all that's in the history books. Nothing much has happened since then, I guess.
Apparently there wasn't much of a transition period between PC (Pre-Castling) and CD (Checkered Days). Everything just sort of happened all at once. No riots, no revolutions. Everybody settled into the new world pretty happily.
Honestly, why wouldn't they? The CD is pretty nice. Living is comfortable and, well, simple. Especially simple. I guess that part isn't so great. Everyone else disagrees with me on
SNKvsDCU: AquamanSNKvsDCU: Aquaman2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Aquaman (real name: Arthur Curry/Orin Atlan-son)
Occupation: King of Atlantis
Abilities: Super strength, ability to breathe underwater, swimming and talking to aquatic animals
Official Team: Justice Dudes
Debut: More Fun Comics #73
Voice Actor: Phil Lamarr
Arthur Curry is the offspring of a human father and an Atlantean mother. He grew up to the rightful heir to the throne of an exotic utopia known as Atlantis and as its king, he has sworn to protect this both Atlantis and the surface world against any threats from the deep oceans.
*Trident Throw: Aquaman throws his trident at his opponent.
*Strike From The Deep: He summons a trident from the deep that attacks his opponent from where he/she is standing.
*Scoop Up: He stabs his opponent with his trident and hurls him/her to the opposite side.
*Aqua Shield: He shields himself in a watery barrier.
Lenore he slowly walked up the hill to her grave, a grave she's been in for three years. he stopped in front of her grave and placed a single, black rose on it. "i miss you, Lenore. you've died a few times before and came back soon after, but this time, you just left me here." a sad smile appeared on his face. "heh... you know, Mr. Gosh is almost over you? he's convinced that your never coming back." the sad smile turned into a frown. he stared at the gravestone and read her name over and over again. "Lenore Nevermore, Lenore Nevermore..." and so on. "i hate this, what's the point of being normal again, if your not here to celebrate it with me?" he softly kicked a rock away from her grave. "and... i never even got to tell you, i love you." he turned around and started to walk away. "goodbye, Lenore." he whispered.Lenore6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
that night, a miracle happened.
the girl's eyes opened slowly. she started scratchin
Journeyed Too Far WestJanuary 24th, 1872Journeyed Too Far West2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Arrived in Rose Dust today. Got a good overlook from the stagecoach as it crested a hill. Little more than a collection of shabby buildings all jumbled together in the bottom of horseshoe-shaped gulley. Timber frames of future dwellings out on the fringes, plenty of carpenters at work. Only places of merit seem to be the assay office and the town hall, maybe the local saloon. Not sure why Rose Dust has the name it does, but clearly a fresh boomtown; even the railroad hasn’t come out this far.
Met with Mayor Chandler, took me to Hoc’s saloon for drinks and to discuss my settling into town. Said his wife didn’t tolerate the thought of him drinking in his office. Friendly, just like in the letters. Offered to put me up in the hotel for the night while he finishes getting my place secured. Never met a man so outright welcoming in my life. Odd that he greets me so warmly; they must really need an undertaker.
January 27th, 1872
Been a few days now, and am
Ideas for new DC Animated ShowsIdea 1:Ideas for new DC Animated Shows1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Aquaman: King of Atlantis
Premise: Arthur Curry, born and raised in a lighthouse, discovers he is the heir to Atlantis's throne. With the aide of Aqualad, Aquagirl, Mera, Tempest and Dolphin, Aquaman must battle countless foes on his journey to become King of Atlantis.
Superman: The Man of Tomorrow
Premise: Seemingly the remaining survivor of Krypton, Superman battles dangerous foes as Earth's new protector while still upholding his secret identity as Daily Planet reporter Clark Kent.
Wonder Woman: The Animated Series
Premise: Diana, princess of Themyscira, is sent by her mother as an ambassador for the land of Men and the Amazons. However, this will be no easy feat as she also must fend off hordes of enemies.
Waking dead.If Death be sweet saviour and remorseWaking dead.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a psychopomp, midwife to the passing,
Thanatos, Ankou, Yama, Memitim, Hypnos,
save me to rest and to sleep
take me in deep
in soft, make this all in my head
to where my friends and my
family, my father
"sweet death, you are the only god
Who comes as a servant when he is called"
So here I am, a lullaby leaving my lips in
the form of a cry of a whistle
in hopes an answer of
sweet serenity will greet
I Don't Want to Expect from Humans Any LongerI Don't Want to Expect from Humans Any Longer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When the people look at me
They look at me like I am only a stone
I always alone
Despite the rain and the storm approached
I'm hoping to be accompanied
But everything goes out like fire
If the fire is my friend
That warmth is my power
But when the wind blows
The heat burn all my hope
A good friend is something so valuable
Can not be bought or sold
But I also need to realize
That he also has his own problems
It's the time to stop expecting the humans
Because every human has his own problems
It's not a wise thing to expect humans
Because in the end they always let me down
Expanded Viander #6: AuxelleExpanded Viander #6: Auxelle4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
#6 - Auxelle
~Written by Xenny Diemes~
~Characters (c) 2011-2012 Their Creators
This story contains content that may be unsuitable for younger readers. Therefore it is advised that it's not suitable for those under the age of 18 or those who don't want to read material of this content.
Andrew and Launa are in many ways inseparable. How can any kid, when your aunt is on one hand, world famous stunt-woman and pro-bodybuilder Jennifer Aslan and on the other, the (in)famous warrior trickster goddess. For the 11-year old, he still thinks of her as just his loving aunt. Sometimes the two, along with mother, go out and do things like a normal family does. But with Launa, she always takes it to the next level, whether it's within the season or not. Many adventures and tricks follow whenever the boy and the trickster get together, but like many things, those things never do last long. His mom has to go to work and with the hectic schedules with the government doesn'
the flower clubdear preacher,the flower club1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
i've got something to admit
i was in the field
i was watching the flowers get dressed
well they're just so pretty naked
petals tucked into their sides
and watching them unfold
i was watching them pull down the sunrise
and put it on themselves
so i'm a sinner for it
cause i watched them bathe, too
stand around together in the shower
a hundred ladies in their beautiful skins
pink small ones
big blue proud ones
letting the droplets collect and residue
on their finery and shamelessly bare leaves
well that's my confession preacher
i watch the flowers strip and tease
You're an ocean in one drop.You are not alone in this life. Take the time to realise those who may be counting on your strength, those whose heads fit perfectly on your shoulders, those who need your arms to hold them up.You're an ocean in one drop.1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
You may be one person in the world, but you could mean the entire world to another, in many different forms. Company is what it comes down to; someone you can be alone with, someone you choose to spend your moments with, people who are more than a chapter in your story, those who are main characters, those who move you, those who linger on.
If you were really alone in this world, you wouldn’t feel alone; you’d feel complete, strong, immense. You would be everything you need, and you would stand tall without realising. You’re not alone, do you understand me? Do you hear me? Do you feel me? We’re both alive in this instant, isn’t that something?
What a crazy notion –– in these billions of years worth of existence, we’ve managed to stumble across each
You Don't Have to be Wonder Woman...I think these walls are collapsing around me because I'm not smart. I don't think with my head, I think with my hands in terms of what I can make, what I can break, and how to put back together what was previously given up on.You Don't Have to be Wonder Woman...1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No, I don't always have a steady grip on reality and sometimes my abstract sight, the only one I can really see with, wavers and I'm blind to everything around me. So I feel my way through the thorns and the storms and put my friends in poetry so that way, when they leave, I can still say we're gonna be best friends forever.
It won't really surprise any of you to know that I auditioned to be Wonder Woman. They told me I had great spirit but that cape was way too big and those boots were too tall and I just didn't have the look, you know, that superhero look. But I had great spirit! And if I just stuck around long enough, they were sure I could change the world.
But even if that doesn't quite work out, even if the world is exactly the same fifty year
Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P4Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Werewolf!EnglandxReader- Call Me What You May- P4
You woke Monday morning like usual, and got completely ready for school.
After you stuffed your keys into your hoodie pocket, you went downstairs and opened the door.
When you did, you were surprised as heck.
On the porch was a ton of stuff, including candy, flowers, and one of those insanly huge teddy bears.
I wonder who did this...
You were sure that someone put it on your porch instead of somebody else's, but you didn't want to throw the stuff out so you brang it all inside.
You left the gift on your kitchen table, and left for school, wondering if someone actually meant it for you.
England was antsy all weekend for Monday.
This was the day that he would know if _____ liked him or not.
He really hoped that you read the note that he placed ontop of your gift.
England couldn't sit still through the entire day, because he was thinking of you.
While you left for lunch i
.i remember the spring.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
when you did not grow
and our arms unfurled
for no one
Flower will you blossomA flower that never blossomsFlower will you blossom6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has to watch from within
To show off themselves.
A flower that never blossoms
Seems to stay perfectly fine
As the other welter and die
Season after season .
A flower that never blossoms
Sees and hears many tales
Then when all hope seems gone
The flower opens up
To show and glimmer
Its beautiful colours
As tears of joy fall.
Tears from strangers
Join the pool
Tears of joy love and amazement
Is what feeds that very flower^^
BlueFor me, blue meansBlue11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Calmness and serenity, like the
Endless expanse of a
Clear blue sky. It means
Lazy days and warm weather.
Blue is what keeps me up at night,
My mind racing on
As my body falls asleep.
It is curling up with a good book,
Getting lost in another world.
Blue is the color of peace,
The opposite of orange, which
Used to be red. It is
Clear, cold skies of December,
Sometimes clouded over but
Rarely snowing. It is
The depths of the ocean,
Home to so many creatures, many still
Waiting to be discovered.
Blue is the color of September,
The Salmon Month, when I
Pray that each large shadow I find
In Animal Crossing is a good,
Expensive fish, rather than just
Another worthless, but
It is when I close my eyes and
Breathe in deep, dreaming
Of better days, and those
That are yet to come.
Ending And Beginning, Part 4Ending And Beginning, Part 46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The picture really wasn't anything special.
There had been no great event that took place before or after or during the taking of the picture. It had really just been an ordinary day, and perhaps, in some way, that was the extraordinary part about it. There had been a day or two amongst the years of spectacular (adventure) chaos that had been normal. We had gone to work, went to our rooms or a rec hall. We had played chess and spoken with one another and shared something of a lifetime of secrets, in a way.
If it weren't for the fact that we hadn't kissed or touched or lain next to one another in the night, inhaling the sweat and hair of the other and murmuring things too private to say in the light, we might as well have been married.
I always assumed myself to be married to my ship. Somehow, 'this' had always been an extension of what that meant. Devotion to a ship might have started out as a literal concept
RA TV script episode oneRA TV script episode one5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Greetings, fans of Romantically Apocalyptic
Today, we present to you the script for RA episode ONE as a pilot episode, composed by several writers from the RA production team (Rythmear, Oddshot and Alexiuss)
Because this is a 100% DeviantArt production and we have NO budget or corporate support- it is now up to YOU whether this episode and further episodes will be released.
I will now proceed to outline the costs of filming this episode and explain how you can help out, so I can release this episode for everyone here on DeviantArt, and make MORE episodes in the future, using already purchased props to make this the FIRST DeviantArt hosted, and fan sponsored TV show.
Renting a van for a week to get to filming location (abandoned hotel): $500
4 character outfits, props and sandwiches to feed actors for durat
how to love a freak 3Chapter 3how to love a freak 36 years ago in Teen More Like This
''sleep had never felt so good' Dante thought to him self as he snuggled closer into the crisp clean fabric. The cent of lavender and pine wafted thought the air and new clothe he had put one made everything feed so fine .although the little voice in the back of his head was nagging him that something wasn't right he ignored it for the time being .Dante opened his eyes a crack expecting to see the dark attic he's always greeted but instead there was a plane white room coated with a fine blue trim and furniture out of a fairytale. He bolted up. 'did I sleep walk .I shouldn't be here' Dante jumped out of the bead and tried to open the door. Locked. he sighted heavily and raced to the closet. 'maybe I can hide in here' he opened the doors but there were no clothe to hide behind. "no" Dante curled into a ball at the end of the bead waiting until mother found him. He knew that he wasn't aloud into any of the bed rooms. Had she found out of what he did last night. H
how to get drunk and not mean itfirst:how to get drunk and not mean it1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
say you’re just looking to have fun.
don’t tell her about the last time this happened.
plan on staying away from beds and grabby hands.
plan on forgetting for once.
lay in bed anyway because you trust her.
debate if that’s wise.
contemplate the universe and what dying feels like.
decide it sounds like her laughter.
feel like dying.
let her hold you.
try to decide if you want to remember this tomorrow.
whisper into her mouth that you love her.
let her shakily toss it back.
lie to yourself.
say you’ll forget.
wake up with her in the other bed.
complain about the headache.
don’t complain about the lack of warmth.
she’ll ask if you remember last night.
be hurt when she does too.
write poetry about how you don’t care.