Too close trio part 2Too close trio part 26 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
At Suichiros apartment, the three friends dealt with their situation. After more than an hour of becoming fused, the fairy starts to run out of ideas. Melanie is sitting on the couch giving a quick course on magic hand moves to her friends.
No Ishy, turn your wrist the other way. Erica, I told you to extend your fingers and move them slowly Melanie explains them while turning her head to both sides.
Me tired of this! Erica replies upset Dont have long and skinny fingers like humans Me cant do it!
Mel, why dont you try to move your hands? Maybe the spell could work even if they are in the limbo Ishy quickly asks Melanie.
Ive been doing that for the last hour, Ishy. Is no use, we cant break the spell like this, we have to think of other way Melanie exclaims as she lay back on the couch.
We? This is your fault. Me tired of magic practice Erica replies while picking up the r
Sometime SoonSomeday I willSometime Soon8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sanity of my mind
of my soul
It will end
the light will
all shall be at rest
the eternal light
back to the life
that we knew
IronicIt's funny that bi rhymes with dieIronic7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
'Cause that's all it makes me want to do
Oh, of course there's cry
I do that a lot, because in my town
If you're bi you have to lie
Or you'll risk losing your friends
Who will only look away and sigh
As you're shoved head-first into the trash
the whale in the skythe whale in the sky3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I was walking home when I saw it. The whale in the sky. It was just for a moment, a brief flash of the way it danced through the clouds, majestic tail swishing up and down as it propelled itself along through cumulus and stratocumulus. Oh how the cotton candy clouds ran free over its wing-like fins and caressed its skin in wisps of delicate air. I stopped and stared at its underbelly, the giant blue whale in the sky, and stared until it vanished into a white hub of water vapour almost as if it hadn't existed at all. Truthfully, it had been like a little grey cloud against the canvas of blue and white pasted, a tiny little blip of nature, and no one else even noticed it. But I knew.
It was the whale in the sky.
That night there was a knock at the window. A tap tap tap so delicate I imagined it. But then it tap tap tapped again and I had to wake up. So I opened my eyes and there she was, at the window, tapping a fingernail against the glass with a smile on her
Too close trioToo close trio7 years ago in Spiritual & Occult More Like This
Fairies tend to be mischievous creatures and they love to play all kind of tricks on people, no matter if are friends or foes. This is the story about an innocent prank that went terribly wrong.
Near the Chainsmans institutes facilities, Melanie is at Suichiros apartment. She is fling around on his fairy form, inside the apartment bedroom. The small fairy with difficulty lifts up the phone aside of Suichiros bed. Then she hits the dial buttons with her feet while she flies around the enormous device. After finish dialling the numbers, she turns on the speaker phone button and then she lands upfront the device. She waits impatiently for the other person to answer the call.
Hello? A female voice is heard on the speaker Who is it?
Good morning Ishy! Its me, Mel. Can you come here to the apartment now?
Im sorry Mel, but Im pretty busy right now. You know, Im working here at the institute Ishy answers
RedI cannot believe it. Such angels have appeared in my life, despite how meek I was. The only thing that had me know it wasn't a dream was when I looked to my phone in the morning.Red5 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
At the top of the contacts list was Grace and Gwen. Were my eyes deceiving me?
I had a quick breakfast and while being driven to work, I called them. The exact beautiful voices I remember, and Gwen was first.
"Arthur? Well, look who's coming back around" I can tell she is just as pleased as I was that I called.
I then hear the phone get brought over to Grace. "Why hello, Arthur." It seemed Gwen's mother was glad I called, too.
"Mom, I had the phone first!"
"Don't worry, I'll put him on speaker."
Their small conflict over who is going to talk to me was enough to make me blush, a lot. "So, uh, you two work at the ice cream vendor's cart, right?"
"Nope. We actually own the cart. We'll be there at your lunch break on weekdays, think you'll come over?"
Meeting them again would be perfect. Gwen's teasing about my ob
Annette and Bridgette FairbanksAnnette & Bridgette FairbanksAnnette and Bridgette Fairbanks10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Annette "Anne" Fairbanks and Bridgette "Bree" Fairbanks
Age: About 30 years old.
Height: 5'10" (1.78m)
Measurement: 36C-26-36 separate, roughly 54G-39-44 when conjoined.
Weight: about 130lbs separate, close to 210lbs conjoined.
Skin Color: Caucasian, lightly tanned from outdoor activity, both have freckles on their face.
Eyes: Green, Bree wears glasses.
Hair color: Red head - Between Kari Bryon & Karen Gillan
Anne: Short, bob style
Bree: Long hair and curly
Body Shape when Conjoined: Varies depending on the mood of the sisters. But typically Anne and Bree are two headed, Anne on the left and Bree on the right, with two arms, three G cup breasts in a row, and three legs. Their heads are close together, but there is enough space between the necks so they can almost turn their faces to look at each other.
Cause of C
Final Test Part 2Final Test Part 27 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
As Kei and Ko looked around the section of the city street they had been stopped on, they could see multiple guards on the street and the surrounding rooftops with arrows and crossbows trained on them as one of the few guards with a sword out approached them with a pair of manacles. When he got up to them, he took the rear pair of arms and manacled them behind their back. When he went to bind their front hands, he realized he only had the one pair. When he looked to the guard commander, he caught the second pair of manacles that were being tossed to him.
“Be mindful of your opponents.” The guard commander said before he started to check the palanquin they were riding in for secret doors. Once he was confident that there was only one door he turned back to the twins. “Ride in there. If you escape, you will not survive. My men will carry you to our jail.” He said in a tone that left no doubt this was the only way they were going to be moving through the city from
Ode to FridayToday is FridayOde to Friday4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hip Hip HOORAY!!
And children play
On this glorious
Today is Friday
Hip Hip HOORAY!!
Teens go out
Under the stars
To have some fun
That can be done
During the day
Today is Friday
Hip Hip HOORAY!!
Ode to a ChuzzleOde to a Chuzzle8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ode to a chuzzle
to where art thou gone?
instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
I quested for your happiness
I grouped you with some friends
but now it seems I have destroyed you
How could I begin to make amends?
Sometimes your smarmy attitude
Makes me a bit annoyed
But believe me, my dear chuzzle
I did not intend you for the Void
Although you roll your eyes at me
When I'm slow with my next move
I can't get enough of your fuzzy ways
nor of your fuzzy groove
But, my dear fuzzball chuzzle
To where art thou gone?
Instead of being where I left thee
It seems you have moved on
Do you go into the bottle
and later sold to stores?
Perhaps sold as a compound
meant to polish floors?
Or do you go to greater purpose, perhaps
to The Great Chuzzle in the Sky?
Tell me, my darling ball of fluff...
Where do Chuzzles go to die?
Sing, You Tragedy, SingSing, You Tragedy, Sing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is breaking down
The colors are fading inside.
Even when she cries alone,
She still wears her smile.
Colors reflect her desire
All that she wants to be.
Give her a reason to grin
She will make others happy.
Alone she cries and screams, in vain
No one is listening to her.
When she is sad she hides her pain.
Will someone save her from torture?
Listen to her cries!
Sing, Raven, sing!
Free yourself from the world.
Make yourself happy again.
Listen to her wails!
Sing, Raven, sing!
Save yourself from this world.
Let yourself be happy again...
The darkness grows...
Colors fading fast...
Evil presence flows
through her past...
Sing, Raven, sing!
Save yourself now...
Show your being
Let it shine out...
The town can't handle it...
No one will understand...
The rules prevent it...
Follow what you planned...
Run away again.
Should've from the start.
Save your friends...
Guard all of your hearts...
Listen to her screams!
Save the world from yourself.
Sing, Raven, sing!
Protect their health...
Do you regret my lack of faithMy demons come out when the moon is full,Do you regret my lack of faith6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The old nightmares brought forth.
They tie me to this land of dreams,
As the pale silver glows lights up my aged horrors.
I count down the nights,
Dreading that twenty-eighth moonlight,
When that globe is full.
It will always return.
It will always haunt me.
Each month my hopes are shattered,
My visions ignite,
My eyes are forced shut, and the suffocation of darkness takes over.
I walk in the path of the dead,
Of Morrigan of the graves and tombs.
I see the true horrors that lie behind the veil of reality.
The flesh that clings to my touch;
The frantic moans, their hungry cries.
Death comes upon me when the moon is full.
It waits, patiently, for my descent into my own inner hell.
It's rotted hands etch into my skin.
I cannot fight;
The visions, they consume.
Will it never end?
It wraps it's hooks around my mind.
The fear peaks.
I cannot scream;
I cannot lash out for safety.
There is none in this hellish dr
Symbiosis[This is an interview for Joined Magazine. The editor came firsthand to ask for the story of how Deloris and Debbie met.Symbiosis2 months ago in Settings More Like This
This is there story up until before their conjoining]
Back in high school, the 2006 Freshman Year was when I first met Debbie. Her bright red hair and sapphire eyes caught my attention during student orientation, and she was far more petite then than she is now.
I, however, was rather tall since finishing junior high and still getting used to my body "finishing up" its development. She looked to me and smiled. I did the polite thing and smiled back, and that was when she came over with a wider, brace-filled grin.
She seemed like just any other little cutey until she began to circle around me with strong admiration. Her face was at the height of my chest, but she didn't look above that. I was deeply flattered, blushing as red as her hair.
Well, at least she's cuter than the other ones admiring my bust.
Well, who WOULDN'T look? Tall, blonde, emeral
CalamitySave me from my own calamity,Calamity5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's eating up my sanity.
They found me on the bathroom floor,
I just can't see straight anymore.
This pounding in my ears
Is sounding out my fears.
My hands begin to tremble
As I try to reassemble
All the words you didn't even say
I heard them clearly anyway.
Maybe this is for the best,
Or maybe just... a clever jest.
I've put my heart up on a shelf,
I can't get it back all by myself.
No one left to take it down,
Or here to save me when I drown.
Tears just fall like acid rain,
Burning holes into my brain.
Blotting out my memory
And tearing down my armory.
I am my own calamity,
I'll waste away my sanity,
Drink it up until it's gone,
Time to put my mask back on.
None will know about the pain,
I'll stand alone out in the rain.
Broken shelter, falling down,
All my defenses on the ground.
I can't hear... my heart is screaming.
I can't see, the tears are streaming
Around the clock, down to the floor,
Down the block and to your door.
Colors fall and fade away,
Sudden StopThe darkest sky a part of moonSudden Stop8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Howling of the deapest sigh
Into the depths of silence we roam
The last place of untold wonders
Darkened pitch across the walls
Muted footsteps in the streets
Pacing faster through the night
Feathered wings use to take flight
Broken and shattering
still the pull me through
only to barely reach the stars
just a fingertips brush
then came the fall to earth
after a thousand miles down
still plummitting then I wish to dream
the one where you wake before the stop
and wrapped up in this dream
I hold it dear as a light
as I sink further through the skies
holding tight to my dream
as I dream no more
FreesiasFreesias8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What of memory? you ask;
of voice-filled rooms and
vases of Irises covering countertops?
Those I had, those I had.
Now the only remnant
is the sound I make, exhaling
stale and empty air.
All of you is gone
or it is quickly leaving,
dying out like the
Freesias in the kitchen;
you are the dead flowers,
you are the final ring
of the telephone:
what I almost got, but not quite
I am painting a mural of grief
and upholstering vacant chairs
with sorrowful odes:
I am living here now
but not really living—
Waiting, yes, wishing, yes
pining, yes yes yes.
There are not enough
synonyms for sadness, just as
there are too few appropriate ways to say:
I love you
more than anyone else could
possibly love you
All of you is gone;
all of you has left me;
but your memories—
that is, my memories of you—
occupy every countertop, every room,
and every vacant chair
of my house that is without you
Harry Potter versus TwilightHarry Potter versus TwilightHarry Potter versus Twilight5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
I am sick and tired of hearing about this Harry Potter versus Twilight thing. The books and authors have nothing in common, except that they are well known and quite popular amongst many people. However even then it is stupid to compare the two. I first saw this comparison when they set up a section in our school library with a board that said If you love Stephenie Meyer, youll love and had a bunch of retarded vampire books underneath (All retarded but with the exception of Vampirates. Theyre vampire pirates. How much more awesome can you get?). There was a newspaper clipping of an article calling Meyer the new J.K. Rowling. By that time I had already read the three books that were out and I was like WUT?! I thought that the Twilight books were good but very overall mediocre and completely different to Harry Potter in every way. Comparing them seemed absolutely ludicrous. Since then my opinion of the books has gone
Luna Game: Chapter 0: ForewardFor those of you who have played and/or seen playthroughs of it on YouTube, the way you see ponies has forever been changed and you can't erase those 15-20 horrifying minutes of your life from your mind or your soul anymore. Before we get into the actual story, lemme tell you a little one. A friend of mine, known as CalligraphyJack on the internet, was playing Luna Game the other day. He really had no idea about the order and stuff and couldn't replay some games so he couldn't tell me how scary it was. Thing is, I knew it was gonna be scary because I know this guy in real life, he pretty much never gets scared. I could see the look on his face playing the game. This game was obviously not for the faint of heart. Now, this was back in May. I had completely forgotten about Luna Game until just yesterday. I forget how I even remembered it but I did. I downloaded the first game, I'm just playing as Luna and then in LESS than a split second, it turns to a picture of creepy Zalgo Pinkie Pie.Luna Game: Chapter 0: Foreward1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Zelda Doujin IdeaZelda Doujin Idea1 year ago in Settings More Like This
So heres the thing.. I've had a rather interesting nightmare involving another form of poor dear link.. its like since playing the games , and watching him grow, my mind is trying to predict the next step...
Skyward sword, bringing up about the legends.. i keep feeling depressed knowing old link is probably dead...
BUT... as my nightmare plays out.. and thanks to the converyer belts in skyward... It played an eerie collage in my mind...
Link found his way into Ganondorfs traps.. Dashing quickly through the steam punked freaky patterns of hell and techno.. thinking he was under water as his body dashed through the dark drops until he saw, behind the cages, almost like crowds awaiting their train.. their bodies solid colors blending into each other but a few colors ripped through the assempled and dangling figures behind the odd walls...
Link was soon to meet them, knowing the dark corridors would lead him to them one way or another...
He nearly fell into the dark abyss below the belts b
RevelationsThere was a record store on Seventh Avenue, and sometimes they needed help unloading new stock—Jimmy had pitched in a couple times, when he needed cash for a betting pool or weed or something, and after a couple rounds of that he'd just left them his number to simplify things. It was a Saturday in late-June when he stopped by to fill in for an acquaintance who was out getting something nasty treated, something nasty that Jimmy had to pause and check himself for after he hung up the phone, on account of the nature of their acquaintanceship.Revelations2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He was flipping through the cardstock covers, looking for something like the less-popular cousin of Nine Inch Heels, when he happened to glance up through the window and across the street into the window of the adjacent Taco Hell. Through two panes of glass and the width of a street, his eyes caught on another set of eyes for the tick of a second.
"Hey," he murmured, "I know you."
The face was familiar, even from this distance. There w
On Planet EarthOn planet earth, everything is perfect. War and fighting and disagreements are obsolete. Every mind on the planet is identical. No person knows more about anything than any other person. No person knows any less.On Planet Earth4 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
When babies are born on planet earth, they know every bit of information that exists on the planet. The grandest, most complex concepts are known to every person on earth.
All the diversity on earth was deemed inefficient centuries ago, and everything was then standardized. Instead of spending time after birth teaching children to read and write, they are born knowing how to. This is because, for the past nine months, they have been fed information constantly while in the womb.
Unfortunately, some babies' brains haven't adapted properly to his changing way of life. They seem to have a limit to how much information they can absorb. They reach this limit long before they are able to absorb everything that they are expected to absorb. They are born dumb, slow, and they lack the c
A T4-TV Rant- Amusement ParksA T4-TV Rant on DeviantART: Amusement ParksA T4-TV Rant- Amusement Parks5 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Amusement Parks: They were amusing for our time. We rode on roller coasters, we won super-size stuffed animals, and ate the best food on there... until the shit hits the fan.
Here's what I'm getting at: Amusement Parks are not what they used to be anymore.
First off, their bullshit policies for the handicapped. Here's a good one. Back then, we would have to wait in long ass lines, but for people who are disabled, they can just get in the ride easily. People who have Autism like myself, the handicapped, you name them. Guess what? All that changed. Now, almost all amusement parks have a disabled guest to go to the time of when the ride would be available. You wanna know why this is happening? Simple: "normal" people are abusing the system; they would pretend to be disabled just so they can get into a ride. I find this as a big "fuck you
Untitled LoveThe rhythm of tiny drummersUntitled Love6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the miniscule strummers
Plucking the strings of my heart
I wonder if it's them or me
Dictating my movements
As I close the gap between us
And crush our lips together
Time and space themselves freeze
No cell dares to move
I am struck with an electric jolt
And quickly jerk my head away
I turn and run
Nothing you say matters
Refusal or acceptance
The words will change nothing
I'm hooked on you, love
Label Me?Am I inconsiderate?Label Me?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I curse the happiness of others?
Do I wish I was in their place?
Does that make me evil?
Does that make me cruel?
My feelings of jealousy
Are temporarily bandaged
By kind, soft words
And gentle, strong arms
Though soon enough
My envy seeps through
A sickening shade of green
Like the colour of my eyes
Am I malevolent?
Someone needs to help
Call me those insults
Say them all to me
With as much malice as possible
One of them should fit
Like a puzzke piece
To my personality
I don't need your pity of help
I just need to label this fucking unknown emotion
I need to give it a name
Once I do, I'll feel safe
I'll hide beneath the shell of this new emotion
It'll protect me
Like nobody else wants to
Because nobody cares
Nobody wants to know me
I should stop trying
Nothing anyone does would change
Nothing would change if I did
If I changed
Nobody else would
Nobody else would care
Because there is always another ...