Epic Action Replay code 8DEpic Action Replay code 8D6 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Replace "XXX" with one of the following three digit sequences.
Nidoran F 01D
Nidoran M 020
Species ChallengeRainbowReptile's Species ChallengeSpecies Challenge5 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Blatantly ripped off of the one hundred themes challenge!
Draw a sparkle/scene/gloom/in general semi-anthro(not walking on two legs like humans) character for every species on the list! be creative and link back to this page when you've finished your creations!
Be creative, but most of all have fun!
Species(If you are not familiar with these species, either search DA or Google; extra points for research!):
9) Wild boar
12) Thompsons gazelle
20) bald eagle
21) blob fish
26) cookie cutter shark
27) blue whale
28) bottlenosed dolphin
29) angler fish
30) gulper eel
32) Bombardier beetle
33) whooping crane
35) great white shark
Post-DH George OneShotGod, the corridor was in ruins. George ducked his head through the haze of smoke and debris and struggled down the hallway. He was sure he had heard Percy yelling, but now the floor was deserted. Flashes and bangs echoed from up ahead, but they were already in the stairwell. He held his wand out in front of him, waiting for the slightest movement.Post-DH George OneShot7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He ran over the litany of his family members as he struggled down the hallway. He had just seen Bill going after Fenrir Greyback mere minutes ago; Fleur and Kingsley were with him, so he pushed them aside. His mother and father, the last he had seen, had been fighting on the second floor; they had attempted to follow Tonks and Lupin onto the grounds but were cut off by several Death Eaters. He had no idea where Charlie or Ginny were; his stomach churned. If Ginny got killed he tripped over a fragmented suit of armor. Ron and Percy, he was
Spiritual TrilogySalavationSpiritual Trilogy7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The world is forever altered,
The Eyes do behold all.
Beings scatter every where,
Destruction of the famed City.
The Eyes of the One,
Turn from this place,
Shunning all the sin and death,
His Glory no where sighted.
There, amidst it all...
A compassion and love for us.
To the virgin He did send,
A Savior for us all...
Conceived of God.
Part man...part He.
This one we call Jesus,
Came to set us free.
At thirty three,
The man from Galilee,
Ministered to the dying,
The people of shame,
Disgrace, and misfortune.
Healed the blind and made lame walk.
The very oceans followed His command,
And yet they judged him to be false.
The world said he was not the Son.
Nor the Savior, yet many believed.
And on that Hill at Calvary,
My Savior died for Me.
Shed was his blood,
Cleansed became my soul.
Salvation at the Cost of his Death
and Rising from the Grave.
Eternal Lord Jesus Christ.
Sits now at the right hand of God,
My lawyer in front of the mighty judge,
Defending me with all his
RapeI am a seventeen year old boyRape6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have determination in my bright blue orbs.
My smile can calm even the strongest tempest.
My friends are nothing short of amazing,
and my family...well, they are some of the most
supportive people I have in my life.
I'm going to make it big. Have a family,
live in a big house.
I'm going to marry my princess, have money
I'll be happy.
And my children will look up to me,
so will my wife. I'll protect them,
I'll be their role model.
I'll be the grandpa my grand kids love.
I'll live a long life, until it's time for me to go.
And even then, I'll be smiling down, not ready
to really depart from happiness.
I'm a seventeen year old boy,
and my tears stain my ruffled jacket.
I can't smile like I used to, but I try.
But I'm still so lonesome.
Where were the friends that understood me?
Where was the family that supported me?
They try, but I can't let them in.
My future crumbles, my wife vanishes,
my children...their children, drown in the
"Faggot""Faggot"4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Last I checked I'm not a bundle bunch of twigs nor am I a lesbian.
Last I checked I'm a human being, who happens to be pansexual.
Last I checked sexuality was a born fact, not an insult.
Apparently the way I look either makes me transgendered or a full out dyke.
Apparently being a homosexual is the highest insult to be given.
Apparently being a homosexual is a disgusting choice made by dirty perverts.
Apparently I'm a leacher that preys on helpless heterosexual females.
Apparently, apparently, apparently...
Apparently as the years go by more individuals express their ignorance through hatred towards strangers who have done them no wrong what so ever personally.
Don't flatter yourself.
Why would anyone find attraction in someone with such a hideous personality such as yours?
Don't fret, I forgive you.
I'm sure there is a logical reason behind your toxic words and actions.
It's true, sometimes I am angry as well...
Angry of not understanding why your mind is so tainted with ra
Danika Chapter 2She woke up in a white room in a soft warm bed. She looked around; no one was there.Danika Chapter 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She noticed she was hooked up to things, and began to freak out. She tore them out and slowly lowered herself to the floor, and started hoping away.
A doctor noticed her in the hallway and began to chase her. She panicked and bolted off down the hall. The pain was too much, so she slowed down, and the doctor caught up with her. She struggled to get away, but it was no use the doctor was stronger. The doctor picked her up and carried her back to her bed. She passed out from the pain on the way there.
She woke again, but this time she woke in a room full of children. Wide eyed, she crawled out of bed and looked at some of the sleeping children.
"This is your new home." A voice said from behind her. She jumped and turned around.
"I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm your caretaker. My name is Ms. Brooks." She noticed it was the women that carried her.
Ms Brooks held out her hand with a smile.
"What's your n
100 Haiku project100 Haiku project8 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
-Added Monday 2nd April 2007
the silence before you say
Hi to a stranger.
Petals, purple, pull back:
morning glory comes to life
at dawns first light.
Garish shirts and shorts
adorn a bewildered mass.
will not make her reappear,
loves magic is gone.
Droplets race down slopes,
icebergs clash in seas of brown.
Chinese tea served cold.
Diary of a Ditz"Mom, Dad, meet Chad. Chad is a male prostitute, drinks his own urine and is $30,000 in debt. He's promised to knock me up and run away before the baby's born, plus he'll refuse to pay child support. Oh, plus he has a fetish for the corpses of his girlfriend's parents. Let's eat!"Diary of a Ditz5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Mom, Dad, meet Sebastian. Sebastian is a training accountant, is very polite and treats me like a lady. He has a gorgeous apartment and can easily provide for my future. Oh, just one thing: he's a Devil, so he'll need his steak very, very rare or still alive. Let's eat!"
No matter what way I look at it, Mom would still welcome Chad to the family quicker than Sebastian stupid Chad. Even though he's fictional, I still hate Chad, him and all Chad-like men.
Or as I like to call them, ordinary men.
Note to self: shut up. You're not funny and you never will be.
What if I just don't tell them he's a Devil? What if I give them clues and let them figure it out for themselves?
I wonder if I have some red hor
A guide to Mary SuesA guide to Mary Sues8 years ago in Humor More Like This
PART ONE: BUILDING YOUR AWESOME OC</b>
The first step in creating your fan-fiction is coming up with the protagonist to be the central character and absolute medium in your story of your chosen movie, anime, book series, TV show, game, etc. Professional Mary Sue writers, who have studied the art of self-insertion fiction with precision, have carefully assembled the following guidelines, so dont worry you are in good hands. .
The picture at the top of the page will be utilized as
DadDad8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Its strange now how our lives have changed.
Some claim this is all prearranged.
But, here I am, clad in this pretty black dress dad.
I know you dont like it when I cry but I cant help but be sad.
Standing by your side, I want to lie there beside you.
Daddy, I never even got to bid you adieu.
Youll never know how much that hurt,
Never getting to remind you that Ill always be your little girl.
There are times I catch myself starting to tear up,
Every time I see a picture of you, even if isnt a close-up.
You never were like other fathers,
Yet, that was never a bit of a bother,
For though sometimes I feared you dad,
I remember all the happy moments we had.
I just miss you so.
It doesnt seem that long ago.
Ill carry a picture of you in my heart,
That way, were never that far apart.
Why did you have to go?
Daddy, please just come home.
High (First Draft)My Dear,High (First Draft)3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I must confess. I never told you, but I got high once. And once before that.
The first time was the day I met you. In that old bookstore we touched fingers among the fiction shelves reaching for a Joyce. An awkward moment made majestic when you laughed. I knew right then and there. This girl is outside my comfort zone. Then you took my hand. As you led me through the aisles, I ran my fingers across the books and prayed inwardly for osmosis to give me the right words to say.
And like some Forrest and Jenny escapade, we were off. We took turns riding the rolling ladder across the biography shelves. We encouraged an Asian boy in the self-help aisle. We asked the clerk, "Where in the dickens is Dickens!" He rolled his eyes. So we tipped him. We recited Hemingway for the war history buffs and Geisel for everyone else. We laughed at an old lady, blushing and shivering, leafing through the romance novels. And when she heard us, we blew her kisses. Peas and carrots. Hair an
Trick or Treat"Trick or treat, my dear?" Roger said playfully.Trick or Treat6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Jenna leaned up against her boyfriend, a wicked smile on her face. They were seated on their bed, him in his Dracula costume, her in the scanty, midriff/thigh/arm revealing pirate get-up that she had chosen just for Halloween. The flickering light of some old black and white movie cast eerie shadows over their faces.
"Both," she cooed. "What's Halloween without both?"
Roger grinned and reached into his pocket.
"Well, it just so happens that I got a piece of gum from the party tonight," he told her. "That's a bit of both. Close your eyes and open your mouth."
Jenna smiled coyly but did as she was told. Roger placed a small cube of gum on her tongue and, without further instruction, she began to chew. At first... nothing. She glanced dubiously at Roger. Was that the trick? The gum had no taste? But he continued to stare at her with utter conf
GhostsNight time musings;Ghosts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
hollow-eyed and shallow-breathed,
filling the spaces between clouds.
Quivering shadow skin
And there are voices in the dark,
lost sighs and weight upon whisper;
but, we are all whispers here.
200 Theme Challenge Part2200 Theme Challenge Part24 years ago in Settings More Like This
4. Inflation/Male Pregnancy
17. Hold My Hand
18. Gang Bang
28. Keeping A Secret
29. Do Not Disturb
35. 1:58 AM Iz
36. Biohazard Iz
44. Erotic Nude
45. Medical Fetish
47. Breaking the Rules
61. Stuffed Animal
64. "PlayBoy" Cover
65. Rimming/Salad Tossing
66. Spreader Bar
Macy Gets What She WantsMacy Munclop was a very rich girl.Macy Gets What She Wants4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She was also spoiled, beautiful, insufferable, extremely famous, and could coerce her Father into giving her anything she wanted--that is, the few things her platinum card couldn't already get her.
Money had no value to her. It meant nothing. In Macy's eyes, it was nothing more than something to do to pass the time.
What did have value to her was the media. It was what kept her interested in something. Making appearances, being a euphemism for disturbances, was what she did when she became restless. And when you're a stupid, rich, 23 year old girl in a mansion full of servants, restless is a common feeling.
Among the many things that she was not aware of was the fact that many other heiresses not only hated her, but were trying to get her out of the spotlight to make room for themselves. In a New York city penthouse that very nearly rivaled the size of Monaco (but not nearly as large or luxurious as Macy's, as she wouldn't hesitate to say) Hattie Hugg
CinderellaMake sure youre home by midnight! Its dangerous for girls your age to be walking around alone much later than that! Her godmother called as she went down the steps of their apartment building, joining the group of her friends that awaited her.Cinderella8 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Sure thing! She called back, lifting the poofy white skirt of the prom dress her godmother had lent her for a costume, hoping she did not kill herself with the long skirt and clear high heeled shoes. For a runner like herself, known for being a die-hard tomboy, this princess costume her godmother had come up with for her schools Halloween dance was a death trap. Her friends stared at her for a moment, then snickered at the look of absolute disgust on her face.
Nice princess get-up, Ella. Wheres prince charming? One of her friends said through his laughter. Ella glared.
Shut it, Mike.
Hinata Chronicles: Chapter 1Hinata Chronicles: Chapter 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hinata Chronicles Chapter 1: Chosen
The room is dark, Hinata Hyūga the member of the Hyūga Clan's main household (12 years old) is floating aimlessly in what looks like an endless darkness. She wakes up and gently lands on to a surface under her.
"What's going on?" Hinata though nervously.
She looks around wondering where she is and how she got there, she then see's what looks like a young girl in a black leather hooded coat.
"Who is that?" Hinata thought as she then tried to talk but couldn't. "Why can't I talk!?" She thought.
The young girl in the black leather hooded coat only said, "You have been chosen, regain you courage after choosing one of the three weapons you will soon see and then face your fears.", then disappears.
"What do you mean?" Hinata then tried to run after her, but under her a bright light opens from thee darkness and shows the surface she is on. A lavender stain-glass surface with her on it with eyes closed in the position of praying also showing the sy
UtopiaEight o'clock and the man wakes upUtopia5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not losing any sleep on his comfortable high-end mattress
Rises from the bed and dresses himself for work
Waiting in the kitchen is his happily-married wife
Serves him and the kids breakfast with a smile
The pantry and fridge are always stocked with fresh food
No complaints or fights as the kids leave the house for school
Ten o'clock and the man arrives at work
Stress-free commute thanks to the twelve-lane highways
Waiting on the table are his duties for the day
New people and places every month keep things interesting
Completing each assignment in turn with a smile
Knows full well what the money means for his family
Looking towards the future with a tropical getaway retirement
Five o'clock and the man heads home
Driving a brand-new SUV with all the available extras
Calls his wife with the push of a button
Everyone is home and eager to greet him after his day
Arrives at the front door with a smile
Hired a babysitter to watch the kids for the evening
His Last Kill"Open the window," he said to me,His Last Kill1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
one morning after the sparrow had died.
"Cast his feather, his copper wing,
his beak of honor, his perch of pride."
But I couldn't cast them - set them free -
to the breeze or to the rolling tide,
for the sky was static, the water - bleak,
and the conscience of my suitor - denied.
Cinder- Not Cinderella"Cinderella, brush my hair for me. 1000 strokes, no more, no less."Cinder- Not Cinderella3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Scowling, I walked over to that poisonous woman, her silver hairbrush resting in my hand. "Yes, Mother dearest." I muttered, taking my place in the chair next to her. Every single day, it was the same old thing; a list of dull, uninteresting tasks, all of them demanding to be completed. Life had become something of a bore, but it was my life, and I took it in stride, fighting to find some enjoyment in it.
"Cinderella, have I ever told you the story of my wonderfully perfect life?" Mother asked, waving her hand for effect.
Only a thousand times or so, I thought to myself, but still I found myself shaking my head, bracing for the story to come.
"Once upon a time, in a beautiful kingdom, there was a most beautiful woman and her two beautiful daughters. Their lives were handed to them on a silver platter, and they made no mistake in taking advantage of tha
Marriage EqualityI just want you to imagine with me for a moment.Marriage Equality3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Imagine you've found a person that completes you, that makes you feel happiness that you never thought possible.
They make you laugh.
They wipe away your tears.
You melt in their embrace.
Their kisses leave you breathless.
Their body, mind and soul, fit yours in what can only be described as perfection. To say you're in love with this person, is almost an understatement. You adore them. Everything they are, and everything they do.
Finally, the time in your lives comes when you want to be bonded together in a meaningful, significant way. You want to get married.
Now imagine, that you encounter a problem.
Nothing is wrong with the rings, a sparkling matching set. It's not that you're not in love, you're love is pure and unhindered. The problem, is an outdated law. One that needed to be challenged years ago.
By now you will have realised that I've been asking you to imagine this scenario without hinting at gender, or sexuality. You filled t