Ashen Sky-Ch.1 Revised"I always knew the zombie apocalypse would start in Chicago. I just never thought the zombies would be trying to buy life insurance." Matt Owens chuckled as he glanced over his shoulder to his cubicle-mate.Ashen Sky-Ch.1 Revised4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Tess Abernathy rolled her large blue eyes at him and sighed. "As much as I absolutely adore my job in data-entry here," she began, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "I love your amazing ability to come up with the stupidest ideas ever even more."
"Aw, c'mon, Tess!" said Matt, laughing. "Seriously, though. I had to look this guy up 'cause his address was wrong, and the database says he died at an old address about a month ago, but he's alive at a new address now. Weird, isn't it?"
Tess rolled her eyes again. This was common practice when it came to Matt. "He was probably trying to jump rent or evade taxes or something," she dismissed, glancing at Matt's work before frowning and turning back to her own pair of screens. "Matt, you're doing that thing with your finger again. Would
Ashen Sky-Chapter 4 RevisedMatt fiddled with the radio dial, trying to find a station that was broadcasting anything but the emergency signal. The only one he found was a Spanish station. He groaned, slamming his head back against his headrest and causing Peaches to growl in agitation from the back seat. I know I shoulda taken Spanish in College! What good does German do me around here?Ashen Sky-Chapter 4 Revised3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The Quarantine Zone has expanded," Sara said. Matt was about to ask her to tell him something he didn't already know when she continued. "Breakouts being reported well outside of the original zone. There are now four quarantine zones."
Matt suddenly realized she was translating. "You speak Spanish?"
"I understand Spanish. Can't speak it," Sara corrected in a rush, holding up a finger to silence him as she continued. "New quarantine zones extend in fifty mile radiuses around Detroit, Michigan some town in Indiana I've never heard of and " Matt looked to her to find her face drained of
Tears will always fall. Part 3Today would be your last day in Asgard for awhile, so, you automatically began to cry at random times of the day.Tears will always fall. Part 33 years ago in Humor More Like This
The good thing, or what everyone else thought was a good thing, was that you were out and about all day, though you still slept in Loki's room. The other thing was that you started wearing your own clothes again, but they were always sporting his colors, dark green, black, and gold. But hey! At least they were your clothes!
Today, just so happened to remember something that Thor had told you about.
This little thing happened to be a Midgardian comfort food known as, ice cream.
You were rather nervous to try it, but you really needed the comfort it was said to bring it's consumer.
You stared at the plastic tub full of the the creamy brown substance. You swallowed audibly.
"Didn't Thor say it came from the juice of an animal called a cow?" you thought aloud. "Why would the juice of this cow be so thick?" you continued. "Poor beast, it must be painful to make this...how cruel
A Guide to Mary-Sues and OCs A Guide to Recognizing Mary-Sue/ Gary-Stu ClichésA Guide to Mary-Sues and OCs8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclamier: This text was based on Mary-Sue Litmus Test . All questions are gleaned from it and what I consider makes a Mary-sue. Im not attacking anybody with this test. Its simply an experiment that Im doing. Even my own characters are going to be put to this test.
This is simply a listing of clichés that are more often used to describe MSs and GSs. By no means should you use this guide to determine if your character is a MS or GS. This guide is meant to help authors to recognize stale, clichéd characters and stories, so that they can turn them into well-rounded characters and stories.
Of course having some of these traits does not make your character an MS/GS. Many fanfics that Ive read have had characters with many of the characteristics listed, but were well written and enjoyable to read a
Is she Mary Sue? Clarifying Mary SueIs she Mary Sue?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So, I realize that everyone has heard of Mary Sue characters, but the thing that bothers me is that Mary has never really been as clarified as she could be. Girls go around crying Mary Sue at every character with long pink hair, then go and create even worse Mary Sue characters in the false illusion that they're making nonMary Sue characters (or even anti-Sues) when in fact they're doing the opposite. Allow me to explain how this seems to happen.
First of all the term "Mary Sue" desperately needs to be clarified to these people, so this brings us to the very important question: What IS a Mary Sue?
At least everyone can agree on one thing. Mary Sues are characters that are so perfect it's annoying.
But. What do they mean by perfect? Everyone has different ideas of that, naturally. Unfortunately, this is how many fanfiction (and other) writers make their biggest mistakes.
When you hear the name Mary Sue what pops up in your mind? A be
Suicide - Chapter 2 : ConfrontationHow could I have been so wrong?Suicide - Chapter 2 : Confrontation1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It’s all because of me, isn’t it?
It’s because of me she’s dead.
I walked in quietly, making sure she was home. “Lucy?”
No one was there, so I looked around, I didn’t see anything unusual. The room was still neat and tidy, nothing was out of place… but why wasn’t she here? Did she leave for the guild? Did she go on a job?
I walked into the kitchen, and my jaw dropped at the sight I saw.
I ran to her side, shaking her up and down. “Lucy!” I exclaimed. “Lucy! Wake up!”
It was at that moment I realized something.
She wasn’t breathing.
Tears started prickling down my cheek. “Lucy!” I yelled. “Don’t you die on me, Lucy! Stop! Lucy! Don
Monogamous Yu-Gi-Oh Ship ListThis is an ongoing project that is open to contributions.Monogamous Yu-Gi-Oh Ship List4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Please read the description before critiquing or asking questions.
Generally Accepted Shipnames
Admireshipping - Kotsuzaka x Mokuba
Adoptshipping - Gozaburo x Seto
Adviseshipping - Priestess Aishizu x Mana
Agileshipping - Anzu x Vivian
Airshipping - Thief King Bakura x Priest Shaada
Akinshipping - Sugoroku x Ryouta
Anagramshipping - Priest Karim x Marik
Angelshipping - Rafael x Ryou
Angstshipping - Marik x Ryou
Anruishipping - Shaadi x Yuugi
Antagoshipping - Yami Bakura x Seto
Supreme Antagoshipping - S0 Kaiba x Yami Bakura
Apparishipping - Roba x Kotsuzaka
Apprenticeshipping - Mahaado x Mana
Aptshipping - Hiroto x Isis
Aquaintanceshipping - Hiroto x Roba
Ardentshipping - Hiroto x Shizuka
Argenshipping - Pegasus x Ryou
Arrogantshipping - Seto x Mai
Artichokeshipping - Yami M
It will be okayHarry sat quietly in his home, he rubbed his as another sleepless night was over, he got up and took to the bath room there he stood over the toilet before he threw up again, after 5 minutes of being sick he pulled the flush and got into the shower and cried as he touched his stomach that held a very strange blue tints it wasn’t a bruise that Harry knew the strange markings that come from the centre told him what he suspected earlier in the month when he started becoming sick, he was pregnant.It will be okay1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
He moved to New York to forget about the wizard’s labels for him the Golden boy or his least favourite the boy who lived. He got into a fight with Ron after Harry refused to marry Ginny and having nowhere to hid he fled changing his name, sort of, he went by Harry Black used his money to buy a shop and open up a small coffee and book shop and things were good for two years. Until he met Loki and then things were wonderful for another two before they went sour and this is w
Malice in WonderlandWell it's a drugged out dream world;Malice in Wonderland9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take a step through the looking glass.
One wrong move, it's off with your head,
with blood painting the roses red.
So it's welcome to Wonderland, baby.
We hope you enjoy your stay..
Where dreams are shattered and thrown away;
We're all mad here, and our razor-sharp smiles
will guide your way.
Don't pick a fight with an ArtistDon't pick a fight with an Artist1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't pick a fight with an artist
Wanna fight pussy?
Give me yar best shot
Or will you throw a paintbrush at me?
I'm so scared- not
Excuse me? What did you say?
What is a punch you ask?
Of course let me tell you:
A blow with the fist- it's quite a simple task
Are y' gonna cwyyy?
I dunno what you just said
Why don't you let me show you?
I'll f****** punch you and then- boom- you're dead!?
Pardon? What did you ask?
You need a clearer definition?
Of course, let me show you
I'll demonstrate- with out your permission
Ouch! Hey no fair
Dude you are so gay
You write poetry
I'll make you f****** pay!
Discúlpeme? What did you mutter?
I'm gay? Is that what you said?
Perhaps you need some assistance, let me help
I'll be gentle I promise- I did need new ink! In the colour red<
Six Second Poem"We're all the same," she said. "Friend, tell me," she asked, "how are we different?"Six Second Poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
For six seconds I paused, then I said:
Some of us ..
love more than we hate,
laugh more than we cry,
work harder than we play, but
live before we die.
Some of us don't.
And that, my friend, is how we are all different.
Angel of DeathMy Angel of DeathAngel of Death9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I watch as you drown in the life you left behind:
(One foot forward, two steps back)
Always in the past, (Can't look towards the end)
Please; don't realize what you lack.
I watched as you turned away from everything
Thinking: 'It's now or be declined'
Your tourniquet can't last for ever.
Don't you realize that you're blind?
Standing in the doorway,
Looking at your restless form; hair in tides.
Your angel of death is here.
To be your suicide.
Smiling as you try to piece back the puzzle,
That used to be your life,
But you tore it all apart.
Let you hold weaken on that knife.
You know that's true.
Your heart can't handle all this pain.
Listen to my call. You know.you.have.to.
I stretch my hand forward,
Suddenly I'm visible to you.
Please just cast your gaze on mine.
I'm here; you knew.
I will take to a beautiful world of dreams.
Just close your eyes, clear your head.
I will take your soul away from reality;
Just always look ahead.
his name was GabrielHe was oh so warm that night as he wrapped his arms around me and i buried myself in his chest. He was twice my size and twice as thin but those spidery arms always knew how to hold me close. I smelled like stale cologne in stark contrast to his lovely faint and flowery fragrance.. he was always a step ahead of me... always a tad bit more... But it didnt matter then. I was wrapped in his velvet arms and the whole world was crashing down around us. No proof of his existence, no proof of the love we shared... only swollen purple bruises and smudged black blotches. He was my safe place within those torn down walls. He was the only one who never saw all of the ugliness i hid under my mask. But he wasnt there to keep me safe or to make me happy... he was there to prove his point to the world... and so he did, for the cost of my broken heart in his hands...his name was Gabriel3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I never forgot that night in the cemetery or those days spent curled up on the couch. I never forgot all the stars falling down around u
Help me smile prologuePrologueHelp me smile prologue5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Say, will you stay with me? Forever?" A very young and childish voice echoed into the emptiness. Even though everything was surrounded by the darkness, even though they were blind in this nothingness it didn't affect them. The two stared at each other with a passion they couldn't even see. The smaller seemed to be the one that had said theses words; he was young, fragile and so very much like a child. Hands behinds his back, nervous swinging his body gently, awaiting for an answer. Of course, he probably feared a rejection, but an answer would be better than to be left alone in this emptiness. The other one, the taller, seemed like an adult. Everything in his posture told maturity, experience and darkness. A lone wolf who had closed his heart to everything and everyone long ago. He tensed, hearing theses words, not knowing how to answer, but he would not run, as much as he wanted too. He trusted that child, that precious child and he knew that they felt the same way about
Just Have a Good DayBy Marshall Norman McCarthyJust Have a Good Day1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
Just have a good day. He dragged the razor across his cheek, wincing as it tore instead of cut. Just have a good day. Were his eyes always this sunken; were the bags beneath them always so dark? Just have a good day. How was his wife still able to look at him with that old spark, the one that hadn't guttered out over the years?
'Just have a good day,' he repeated his mantra to his reflection, putting down the razor and checking his work. Free of stubble, yet his face seemed haggard, worn; another day's journey towards the end.
All his life he'd been told that men age gracefully, that they get better, more handsome with age. Thinking on that as he scrutinized the ever unfamiliar man in the mirror, he believed he understood now the word conceit.
'Just have a good day.' Now he was speaking to the cat, who sat on the little table near the front door watching him pull on his coat. How many times had he wished, in childish fashio
lion boyi knew a boy withlion boy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
eyes of gold & fire
in his footsteps.
he would roar to the
stars, declaring himself
as fearless as a king
& as regal as a lion.
he would announce
every night when leo
would coax the virgin
from her radiant
five times around the
sun & loyal fangs bared
to shield his kingdom,
my lion boy
dances with flames.
ScreamScream:Scream3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
He steps out onto the stage, grinning as always
He can hear the bass playing as the drum sets the mood
So to warm them up, he begins with an introduction:
Though we have come here tonight as individuals
I believe that we will leave here as friends
Because no one else, except a friend
Would be willing to hear you scream.
And so, tonight, we'll be playing our song "Scream"
He takes a deep breath and the guitar begins to wail
The drumming heats up and he knows that this is his moment
In a voice that is low and filled with emotion
He slowly begins to sing his song:
When first you came upon this path
You thought that you had seen the last of-
Nightmares crawling from your dreams!
You hear the sound of a thousand screams and they-
Drag you down to suffocate!
And you're just filled with so much hate that you-
(Feel like giving in...)
(When it cuts right past your skin!)
Just raise up your voice, I'll let you be heard!
Scream out your different kin
Write What You KnowWrite What You Know2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once upon a time, a young woman was so in love with books that she decided she wanted to become a writer so she, too, could create loveable stories. She read everything she could about writing. Then, one day, she found herself in a book store where she bumped into an old man among the shelves. Turning to apologize, she discovered it was a venerable, much-loved author.
As soon as she could find her voice to speak, she said, "Oh, sir! I know you are very busy, and so I would just like to ask you one small question: what is the best piece of advice you have for a beginning writer?"
The old man smiled and said, "Certainly, young lady. In fact, I will write it down for you." He took out a small slip of paper and a pen and jotted something down. Then he handed the paper to her.
She thanked him profusely and moved out of his way so he could go about his business. Then she looked at the little paper in her hand. She frowned.
"Write what you know."
Well she was very disappointed. In fact, it m
The Nerd and The Jock Ch.1The Nerd and The Jock Ch.12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Ch.1 How the Art Nerd Fell In Love
Hi, for those of you who don't know me, my name is Hiccup. Well actually it's Hamish; Hamish Horrendous Haddock…the third. But most of the people in this small cold town name Berk; started calling me Hiccup when I was five because of the fact that I had the case of the hiccups for a whole week. So that nickname has been stuck to me ever since, even my dad started calling me Hiccup not too long later…wonderful.
I was also kind of known to be useless in my town, no one really cared for me or wanted to be my friend. The only friend I did have was my huge black dog named Toothless (because when he was a puppy he had no teeth), and the only thing that I was good at was art. But no one seemed to really care about my artistic talent. For what the people here really care about having is brute strength. Not just for physical work to built houses (and other architectural things), but for some sports entertainment as well. Like wrestling, football,
Request: True Love France X ReaderRequest: True Love France X Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“No it doesn’t!” You laughed as you walked with your boyfriend, Francis, through the streets of Paris. It was a gorgeous morning and he’d asked if you wanted to do a little sightseeing, how could you refuse? The both of you were dressed casually. You with your favorite blouse and jeans, and Francis with a simple V-neck sweater like shirt, and jeans as well.
“Of course it does, mon amour! True love exists!” He laughed along, though he was completely serious. You weren’t one to believe in those disney princess themes because it just wasn’t realistic. Francis was trying to convince you that the concept existed, but you weren’t buying it.
“Don’t you think the whole idea is a bit, I don’t know, childish, cliche?” You asked gently, not wanting to hurt his feelings about it, but refusing to let him believe is crap like that. He looked at you with his wide blue eyes, his blonde hair blow
Unexpected loveLove doesnt happen a particular wayUnexpected love6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a rather warm February night. Atem and Yugi were busy in the kitchen. Atem was making dinner whist Yugi, was on the phone talking with Dan. He was discussing their latest venture called Angel of Mercy. It was about distributing provisions to those in remote locations in need of help.
Yes Dan, that sounds like a swell idea. Keep up the donations. Ill send Gabriella to help you ASAP. Youve a very good heart. I hope this is as successful as our other plans. I must go know. Dinner is almost done. Ill see you around good-bye, as he hung up the cell phone.
I think aibou this is one of our best ideas yet. I love helping people, its so self rewarding. Plus one good deed leads to another. So taking the movie Pay It Forward example to reality is a good thing, very good indeed. Tell me Yugi, how does this taste to you? Atem asked as he held out a metal soup ladle.
Hmm taste won
My testimony of Jesus ChristMy testimony of Jesus Christ4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I know that many people doesn't believe in God, nor in Jesus Christ the God's lamb. You might not believe in what I'm going to write about, but I'm not writing to convince you but to share my testimony of the Lord. It is up to you to choose whether to believe in it or not.
Since I was little, I was a rebellious child. I enjoyed teasing my classmates, I even laughed along with my classmates at my best friend, I lied, stole things, all and all hideous stuffs that a bad kid would do. When I grew up to be a teenager, I was no better than when I was a kid. My temper got shorter and shorter as I spend my terrible years of highschool. I've been through a lot of horrible stuffs that I prefer not to talk about.
But somehow I did have hope in God, I always knew that someone who is very powerful controlling everything we do and anything that happens to us. I started to know about Jesus Christ when I came to Russia. I remember once, I watched a movie that was portraying the Passion of Christ. At t