SHERLOCK- John's Friday Night (Katy Perry Parody)John’s Friday NightSHERLOCK- John's Friday Night (Katy Perry Parody)3 years ago in Humor More Like This
There’s a key code in your head
Don’t know what was done or said
Jim is passed out on the floor
Lestrade is pounding on the door
Are you wearing any pants?
Was that a dream, by any chance?
I’ve got a horrible hangover
Ms. Hudson still isn't sober
Pictures of last night
Ended up online
We’re screwed, oh well
It’s a HOUND drug blur
But I’m pretty sure
It ruled, damn
Last Friday night
Yeah, we ran away from cops
Hit a corpse with riding crops
Think we kissed, but I forgot
Last Friday night
Yeah, spin the bottle all night long
Think I sang an awkward song
We played cluedo, you were wrong
Last Friday night
We chased the Golem in the dark
Then Moriarty through the park
Then you asked Molly out for lunch
Last Friday night
Yeah, I think we broke the law
Always say were gonna stop
op whoa oh
This Friday night
Do it all again
This Friday night
Do it all again
Tryin’ to figure all this out
If you weren’t passed out t
Curved MirrorThe first time Captain Martin Creiff heard the name Sherlock was in a shop on Baker Street.Curved Mirror3 years ago in Drama More Like This
He ignored the call of the unfamiliar name, barely pausing in his collecting a Toblerone for Arthur along with the various other snacks required by the miniscule company of MJN, bored of standby. The name was called again and he did indeed stop a bit to ponder at the idea of someone choosing to name a child that. He shook it off.
It was only when he turned around, almost crashing right into the little, kindly-looking old lady staring expectantly up at him, that he realized she had been seeking him out. He stepped back a bit, someone put out by her half-horrified, half-ecstatic and yet supremely disbelieving expression. He blinked at her awkwardly. “Can I… help you?”
She gasped, a small, almost unnoticeable, breathy sound, as if she didn’t believe he would ever actually respond to her. She stared at him as if he were some sort of piece in a collection, taking in his featu
HomeHome3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was sitting on a bench in park, arms around her large pregnant belly. To everyone else, she looked like a normal woman who was expecting, but if only they knew the baby father had no idea it even existed. She had pretended to die when she was a couple months along and escaped. She didn't know that today would be different.
It hadn't been long for his limp to come back. Thank god, he supposed, that he had never disposed of his cane. Came in handy now. He had passed the park sadly at first, walking around it as he always had, when he had the odd urge to move through it instead, breaking his pattern. This was where he had found Mike all those years ago. Mike who mentioned flatshares and brought him to Sherlock Holmes.
Dead for five months.
It never got easier, did it? He sighed, passing the bench Mike had occupied, waiting to hear his name called, waiting for it all to start over. He'd do it differently, this time. He wouldn't leave her side. He wouldn't call her a machine. But the pr
Your last raceYour last race6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If you hadn't been sure about it since the beginning, why did you take part in the Grand Prix?
First, your 'protégé', newcomer Rubens Barrichello, had a relatively serious accident during free practice, which rendered him unconscious but with minor injuries; you got tense and a little scared. You even asked yourself if you should race. So then, why did you do it?
And when Austrian Roland Ratzenberger crashed during qualifying, dying moments later? You got even more nervous than before and started crying on the shoulder of professor Sidney Watkins', the expert neurosurgeon. You asked yourself if you should leave Formula 1. And even though Sidney offered you the chance to forget the Grand Prix and go somewhere else, you said you had "things over which we have no control", adding that you couldn't give up.
After Roland's accident, you and other drivers set off to create a Drivers' Association, which you had been willing to since a lot of time ago, to increase safety,
Do not fall in love with a writer.Do not fall in love with a writer.Do not fall in love with a writer.6 months ago in Emotional More Like This
They can paint with colors that you have never heard of before, and create new worlds with one strong emotion. They have a heart that outstrips any fuel source, and is full of butterflies and frustration. They come alive in the early hours of morning, when the only noise they can perceive is the one coming from your sleeping form; they sleep when the sunlight isn't quite in the shape they need to work their magic. They can conjure up the most simplest of cliches, and leave you in a burning wake of words, singeing your arms and eyes with embers of passion and misnomers. They have moments of weakness, and brief seconds of strength, and the only thing they will keep to themselves is how many times they said, "You can do better than that". They've fallen in love with the impossible, and wept over the improbable. Their wishes comprise of fanatical love tales, and the harmonizing of fates that were almost lost to the dusty shelves of old book s
Ana Carolina BiografiaAna Carolina Biografia5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Nome: Ana Carolina vasconcelos
Cod-name: "Ann Goldess"
Idade: 23 anos
Altura: 2,50 metros
peso: 260 KG
Data de nascimento: 05 de agosto
Local de nascimento: rio de janeiro/ Brasil
Tipo sanguíneo: O+
Cor favorita: verde (mais ela também gosta de roxo, rosa e azul)
Hobby: colecionar tipos variados de flores quando pode (ela possui muitos tipos de orquídeas também).
Qualidade / tipo de humor: ela é uma garota simples que se tornou muito doce, amável e inteligente. Mesmo com seus poderes e altura imponentes, ela continua sendo gentil e com uma atitude firme.
habilidade principal: grande resistencia e densidade corporal, pequena mas rapida regeneração corporal e incrivel capacidade de produção e estoque de energia(apesar da incapacidade de usa-la).
habilidade secundaria(graças aos apoio dos braços ciberneticos): força ampliada, movimento/capacidade ampliados(desvio/compensação de energia para as pernas) e capacidade de atirar proje
The Raskolnikov SongHere's a RodyaThe Raskolnikov Song4 years ago in Humor More Like This
There's a Rodya
And another little Rodya
He was once a student
And was very poor
But he thought he'd get away
With slaying pawnbrokers
So he took all their pawned things
And hid them away
Seven years in Siberia
Is where he will stay
Did you ever see a Rodya
Kiss a Rodya
On the Rodya
Tastes of Rodya
Half a Rodya
Twice the Rodya
Not a Rodya
Rodya on a horse
Alarm a Rodya
Is this how it's told now?
Is it all so old?
Is it from Russia with love?
I really want my bloodstained sock
I really really do
Time to go to Siberia
For seven years too!
Favourite Pirate (Foxy The Pirate TF)Favourite Pirate (Foxy The Pirate TF)8 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Written By ZacharyEverlust
“He was always my favourite…”
Dressed up ready for work, sweet and salty sweat dripping down from my forehead, this is no place for any man to be at.
“Hello, hello? Hey! Hey, wow, day 4. I knew you could do it” I sarcastically replied. I doubt anyone would still want to work in this pizzeria after hearing my pre-recorded messages for the past-three days, but better to be safe than sorry…for their case at the very least.
“Uh, hey, listen, I may not be around to send you a message tomorrow.” Words slipped by as I glanced nervously at the left door. *Bang Bang* goes the one animatronic I so adore, the coolest of the bunch. I still wished that he wasn’t condemned of being in co-hoots with THAT OTHER foxy, more commonly known by my colleagues as the Mangle.
“It's-It's been a bad night here for me. Um, I-I'm kinda glad that I recorded my messages for you.” I paused for a sec, clearin
The Incredibles ReviewThe Incredibles Review3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Forgive the ramble but once upon a time, there was a film called Finding Nemo. Now among the sea of trailers was a teaser for a rather interesting film called The Incredibles. Essentially it was played for laughs with this man, overwieight it seems, ready to fight crime...if not for the fact that he can't get the belt on. I was thirteen and maybe I wasn't sure what to make of it but then fast forward to mid-2004, I saw promo spots and an IMDB webpage for the film. What's that? It's rated PG and it's an action movie featuring superheroes! What fourteen year could so "no" to that? And so I did come opening weekend waiting in a long line and it was worth it? And the best part is, I got to see it twice. Yes, the only movie I got to see twice. And because of the film itself, I immediately became a movie buff entirely. To this day, I still own the 2-Disc DVD and now, maybe aside from a glimpse on TV, this is the first time watching it since 2005. Does it hold up? Well what's the story?
A TF Poem for Foxy (Foxy TF)A TF Poem for Foxy (Foxy TF)9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A TF Poem for Foxy
Written By Zachary Everlust
Foxy the Pirate, the coolest of the bunch
Lies sneakily and quietly in his Pirate Cove
Loves to be noticed, but not too much
For when you upset him, he’ll show you his love
Knocking on the door, quick but gently
Asking if you’ve seen any of his precious “looties”
But once, he revealed his true intentions accidently
Which is to come back every night, to steal all em Booties
I really do admire him
Both his bite and well, his bark
But sadly, the light’s getting dim
But I remain calm, as I’m not afraid of the dark
CLANK! The door flew open
And the air becomes solemn
But the room begins to fill out with a melodious cheer
I did it? Didn’t I? I completed Night 4 of this shift
But my reward is not the freedom of light
As my eyes begin to drift
And signals began pulsing through my body with all their might
Why? Didn’t I win? Shouldn’t I get re
KvC moveset: Pure the MageKvC moveset: Pure the Mage4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
[QCF]= Quarter Circle Forwards
[QCB]= Quarter Circle Backwards
[HCF]= Half Circle Forwards
[HCB]= Half Circle Backwards
[X2]= Two button has to be pressed
Dice Throw: CQF+Any Attack button.
Description: Pure throws out a small dice which enlargens itself as it goes in air. Pressing different buttons makes the dice go in different distances. Dice also travels little after hitting the ground.
Dice Drop: CQB+Any Attack button.
Description: Pure summons a diuce from the sky to fall down. Pressing different buttons makes the dice fall down from different spots.
Dice Roll: HCB+Any Attack button
Description: Pure throws out small dices which roll on the ground. THe button you used makes htem go further or shorter distances.
Spinning Wand: Special+
Two Mangled Heads [The Mangle TF]Two Mangled Heads [The Mangle TF]7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Two Mangled Heads
Written By Zachary Everlust
On the Second Day of Christmas transformation gave to me, Two Mangled Heads.
Oh Dang it! I’ve forgotten to plug in the electronic fire-place, Man I’m freezing. I complained, kind of shuddered with the cold breeze pressing against my Goosebumps, making my way unhappily towards the freezing chimney.
I stared at the clock located on the wall directly to the left, it was past 3 am in the night. “This is a pain.” I sighed, it was already pretty difficult getting to sleep. I mean, it’s Christmas! Who sleeps on Christmas? Well…I do, Christmas Eve was a blast! Can’t wait to do it again next year. Shame Santa got me nothing this year.
I checked the plate of cookies I left above the fireplace…dusty but still contains the fresh chocolate chips I’ve baked earlier today. Maybe the fireplace wasn’t such a good idea? Ma
10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle ...10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle Cullen10 Ways to Annoy Carlisle ...7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
10. Tell him only to address you in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the s. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the q is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have more fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to get lost in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with times have changed, old man.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the desk in his study when he isnt expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy or McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screamin
Birthday poem for PewDiePieRoses are red, violets are blue.Birthday poem for PewDiePie3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're one year older, and we still love you.
Oh look, there's Piggeh, sliding like a snake.
He's pumped, just so freaking pumped, and always says:
"You thought I was a pig? No, I'm a snake."
Then there's Stephano, guiding you in the dark.
Always gives you courage, when things turn hard.
But watch out for the bro, now,
'cause he's lurking behind you.
He always says:
"Pewdie, come here, bro",
but secretly he wants to rape you, too.
I love to watch you dance like a master,
it's too good to be true.
And then you rap like Parappa,
you know what? You're good in that too.
Fighting the zombies like that badass Lee,
whatever Clemmy does, you'll be sure to forgive.
Defending her with your own life,
you'd even take a zombie bite.
Ib's rose is red and Garry's rose is blue.
Keep doing what you love, bro,
your bros always count on you, and stick with you, just like glue.
The Wayward Astronomer: Chapter 25[Chapter 25]The Wayward Astronomer: Chapter 251 week ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hal balanced the chisel delicately between his fingers, sensing the subtle shifting of its weight as he adjusted to the perfect angle. With a patient but firm tap, he hammered the end with his mallet and chipped away the last few fragments of stone. A quick burst of air from his lips pushed aside the dust and laid bare the final cut of the “L”. He sighed in satisfaction as he used his fingers to trace out the letter and verify that indeed, all was as he imagined it.
After months stuck inside the hospital, getting outside was quite literally a breath of fresh air. The cool evening wind had a humid weight that lent a calm silence to his solemn task. Saying goodbye was never easy, but at least this time Hal could do it on his own terms.
He moved his hand over all the letters in turn, examining the sum total of his long efforts: 'MARCUS ANDREI ADHIL'. His brother's tombstone was finally complete.
“Hey.” Miri's voice emerged from behind his shoulder, and
The New PooltoyTHE NEW POOLTOYThe New Pooltoy4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Frank was sitting in the living room, staring at the TV on a dreary, rainy afternoon when he heard the doorbell ring. The young man sprung to his feet and almost dashed towards the door, hoping that it was the package he had ordered weeks ago from Japan. Opening the door he found the delivery an standing there with a package under his arm and he could barely contain his excitement as he signed for the package and then thanked the delivery man before closing the door and running back into the small living room of the house he and his friend rented.
"Ooooo! I think even Dan is going to like this one! Might have to buy one for him as well!" Frank exclaimed as he tore the paper off the package. Luckily he was living with a friend who loved inflates as much as he did, so no real need to hide his new toy. Upon getting the paper off he almost jumped for joy as he saw the picture on the box. A big, rubbery pool toy version of Jungle Emperor Leo, looking much as he
A different sort of inflation (Drifblim Tf)For the average tourist, Nimbasa City was one of the best places to go. Musicals, sports, a theme park, subway battles, a gym...it seemed like it just about had everything. Everybody was smiling or laughing. So why wasn’t a young woman, Debbie, doing the same?A different sort of inflation (Drifblim Tf)10 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
One might have understood if one had known Debbie’s background. Her job required her to do autopsies, which was a good job for her due to her fixation of death, wanting to know just what lay beyond the world. Her job was specifically Pokémon: whether or not their injuries were caused by wild Pokémon, neglect, abuse, illegal battling, accident and so on. She had to treat her job with a certain amount of distance: getting involved in cases personally would prove disastrous for her moral well being. That had slipped in dramatic fashion when, quite by mistake, she was given her mother’s Palpitoad to examine. She ran home, only to find a murder scene. Her father was later convicted of the double murder: he
Godzilla vs. King Ghidorah ReviewGodzilla vs. King Ghidorah Review8 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Surprisingly, Godzilla vs. Biollante made less than Return of Godzilla at the Japanese box office. No doubt as a result of this, Toho decided to go for more familiar opponents to revitalize the franchise as it began to enter the 90's. Apparently, word is that Toho wanted to remake King Kong vs. Godzilla for this occasion since it's the highest grossing film in the franchise but due to the fact that original King Kong ended up in the hands of Turner Entertainment, that would have been costly and that even put the ki-bosh on Mecha-Kong too. So instead they went for his nemesis, King Ghidorah who hadn't been seen since Godzilla vs. Gigan. Though if this information proves to be false, feel free to correct me on it please.
I'll tell you this, the filmmakers didn't go for a straight up remake of Ghidorah, The Three Headed Monster. Director and writer Kazuki Omuri opted for a different take on not just King Ghidorah but also expand on Godzilla's origin all while utilizing time travel as the
Simply Be Me People saySimply Be Me 3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How terrible must be
To be trapped in the body
Of a male, hairy, teen.
They sympathize greatly,
Overrexagerating what they know,
Making me feel like its worse,
Than what it really is though.
It is true,
I am trapped,
Trapped not in the wrong body
But in the wrong box.
For the body is flesh,
Easily moldable to both
Cover up and show
What is held inside.
My flesh has simply been molded wrong.
Since birth I've preferred female company.
I grew up a normal boy,
But had wrong thoughts that had accompanied,
Me, the person who wants to help people.
Me, a being that wishes to let their true inner beauty out.
Me, a person that has always had underlying jealousy to females.
Me, a person moulded into a man...
When my soul is a woman.
Now that they have stopped "moulding me",
Letting me be "me",
They then see what society has turned me into,
Somehow now they have sympathy?
I am trapped in a box, not a body.
I fight every day to be myself.
I still have fear in my heart trying to break
Gogoat Taur TFGogoat Taur TFGogoat Taur TF1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Requested by MandL27
Calem was on his way to Lumiose City, which wasn't far from where he was right now. Calem was a young male Pokemon trainer who had black medium hair, and wears a red hat with sunglasses on it, blue jacket with blue pants, and black boots. He comes from a small town called Vaniville Town, which he is far from. It was getting late, and he needed a place to rest. However, he knows there is a Hotel over there, so he could rest.
Once he arrived, he looked for the hotel in Lumiose City, only to get himself lost. He didn't know where he was and checked every possible spot until he heard a voice. "Over here..." He turned to see where the voice was coming from. Calem was confused and decided to get closer to it.
He was close enough, the voice was still heard, but nobody was around. However, he didn't hesistate and just went inside. He found a bed and a table with salad on it. It was probably b
Best Night Ever - Night Fury TFThe boy sat at the top of the mountain. Finally, after days of the icy wind pounding on his shoulders and the cold snow biting at his heels, he had made it to the top. It had been his goal ever since he was a toddler, he had become the youngest person to climb the mountain, much younger than the older man that had climbed to the top many years earlier. It was a common goal throughout the tribe to climb this mountain using only one's innate abilities. The boy had not been allowed to take any sort of item on his journey, only the things he found on his way.Best Night Ever - Night Fury TF3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Something had always bothered him, however. The older man who had previously climbed the mountain returned to the tribe two years after he led left them. He seemed to have gone insane to his peers; all he ever talked about was the moon and the night sky and how it was the most wonderful experience of his entire life. He didn't even seem to care that he had made it to the top of the mountain and even had proof of it by obtaining a uniq