ADJL: Susan WGIt had been a regular day at the catering company.ADJL: Susan WG4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Filing out orders on cakes and such you know the deal. But today was different.
After work Susan had finished drinking a water bottle and tossed it at a trash can but it missed.
Susan shrugged it off and continued walking.
Then a wizard comes into Susans path.
"Pick up that water bottle!!"
Who are you? Susan questioned
I'm the recycling wizard!
Now pick up that Bottle! He commanded.
Back off I don't want to Susan said
This pissed off the wizard
For your lazy actions I will make you fat!
What you're crazy!
Susan continued walking down the street when the wizard mumbled a few words and cast the fat spell onto Susan.
She hadn't noticed any change
As soon as Susan was about to round the corner she turned back.
The wizard was gone
She walked down the street and started to feel really hungry.
All of the sudden Susan started to have hunger pains.
"Jeez why am I so hungry" she said
Her stomach started growling loudly
She looked around for
Under The Milky Way: EpilogueUnder The Milky WayUnder The Milky Way: Epilogue3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Written By Closer-To-The-Sun (Joseph Noblit)
Epilogue: Waitin' For A Superman
Sitting at her desk in the library, Twilight Sparkle took a piece of parchment out and placed it on the flat surface. Looking at the blank sheet in the candlelight, the mare took a quill with her magic and began to write a note.
How are you doing? This is Twilight Sparkle of Equestria. I know it's been quite a long time since our encounter with one another, I would say about five years. I honestly don't know how you would get this letter for that matter. And I know it sounds silly, but everyday I think about your visit to Ponyville.
Quite a bit has happened since your visit. First off, I think about what you said about the future for my town, and I had no idea what that could have meant back then. But now, I think it was your way of telling me that I would become mayor. It's still a shock to me, but after Mayor Mare retired, most of the citizens of Ponyville wanted me to fi
What Would Clark Do?Lois stirred the olive in her martini bored. She and Clark were covering Wonder Woman in Metropolis. The Amazing Amazon was stopping in Metropolis to attend a fashion show fund raiser headed by Lana Lang. In addition to her appearance, Wonder Woman was donating an artifact from her home Themyscira to raise more money. All the money donated were going to local women shelters.What Would Clark Do?5 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Lois hated covering stories like this. More correctly, she hated covering stories where Wonder Woman was doing yet another magnanimous thing. She only have to show up and men would fall all over her and do whatever she wanted. Sometimes the women responded the same way. She was so perfect. Perfect hair. Perfect teeth. Perfect smile. Perfect eyes. Perfect body. Well, almost.
The breasts were fake. Lois knew that. They had to be. No one had such large, proportioned, perky breasts without surgery. Yeah, that was it. The Amazons were a scientific advanced race. If they can build an invisible jet, they can ma
WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Ch. 2 pt 2WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Ch. 2 pt 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Commissioner Gordon stood on the roof, his hands in the pockets of his overcoat as he stared up at the bat signal that shined brightly on the clouds above. With him were two uniformed police officers, both of whom watched the signal on the clouds as well. The spotlight that sent it there illuminated much of the roof surrounding it, but behind it and in the distance, all was shrouded in shadows, and everyone present knew that Batman would emerge from those shadows. The sounds of the blowing wind would mask the approach of the Dark Knight and tensions were high as the three awaited him.
A loud, mechanical click sounded from behind them and the spotlight went out, plunging much of the rooftop back into darkness. Only the two lights that flanked the one door that accessed the roof illuminated the roof to any degree. Even as the two policemen spun around, Gordon turned almost casually, looking to the shadowy figure who stood
WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL Chapter 1WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Themyscira, seventeen years ago
So much to do. So much to consider.
Darkness had settled hours ago and the house was finally quiet. Though weary from a long day, Diana knew that sleep would be a difficult prize to claim, especially with everything in her mind that vied for her attention. She lay on her back, right in the middle of her spacious bed as she stared at the ceiling with troubled blue eyes. With one hand laying on her belly and the other arm curled around her head, she did her best to relax her body, hoping that her mind would soon follow. Her long black hair was pulled to one side and was flailed out on her pillow and bed. Her spacious bedroom was dimly lit in the warm blue glow offered by the full moon. There were n
Thick as a Brick - Jehtro TullReally don't mind if you sit this one out.Thick as a Brick - Jehtro Tull10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My words but a whisper -- your deafness a SHOUT.
I may make you feel but I can't make you think.
Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
you make all your animal deals and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
the tidal destruction
the moral melee.
The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
the newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
your suntan does rapidly peel and
your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the love that I feel is so far away:
I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you
shake your head and
say it's a shame.
Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth.
Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
See there! A son is born -- and we pr
WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Chapter 3 pt 1WWL2 THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Chapter 3 pt 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
Elissa moaned softly and rocked her head to the left, then the right, and her eyes opened to thin slits. She blinked and struggled to bring the world around her into focus. Drawing a deep breath, she tried to make sense of where she was, how she got there
Anxiety surged up again and quickly she felt herself near panic as she looked around her. When she tried to sit up, a strap around her chest stopped her. Trying to raise her hands to remove it revealed that she was cuffed to the bed she lay on. Looking down at herself, she saw that she was only covered with a white sheet and white wool blanket, and over these were leather restraints over her legs and hips and she could feel her ankles cuffed and strapped down beneath the sheet. Her eyes darted about. This looked like the Batcave, and yet it did not. Drawing a deep breath, she tried to calm herself and reason out what had happen, w
Baby It's Cold Outside Blaire's questing fingers hovered an inch below the bag of marshmallows she was trying to reach. She was on her tip-toes, one hand holding onto the shelf below the marshmallows and the other stretched out above her. She blew her bangs out of her face irritably and considered how she was going to reach the sweets without involving Prosper, who, she was sure, would tease her endlessly if she asked for his help.Baby It's Cold Outside6 years ago in General More Like This
Cursing him and his infernal height, she braced one foot on the trash can underneath the shelves and began to pull herself up. Grabbing the marshmallows triumphantly in one hand, she gave a yelp of surprise when two arms twined around her waist, steadying her. Turning around and seeing a grin on Prosper's face, she shot a glare at him, hoping it would keep the teasing at bay.
"What, no thank you?" Prosper said, mock surprise in his voice.
"My hero," She said absentmindedly, throwing him a grin to take away some of the bite from the
.i offered salt to the.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
sea, heat to the sun, and
love to the moon; they
told me, this isn't enough
i offered my soul to
the devil; he said yes,
this will be just fine
heart brokenIn my dreamsheart broken11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It was me in your arms
My lips on yours
There was only us
And the clouds
And the stars
It was the world and us
It was us against the world
But in your arms I could take it
Anything the world dished out
And with your kisses I was strong again
In my dreams it was me in your arms
My lips on yours
But in reality
It's always been her
PaybackBlaire woke with a start, very alert and, for some reason, very cold. Blaire rubbed her eyes wearily and looked around the dark room, realizing after a moment that she must have forgotten to leave Prosper's apartment after he had made her come over to '"admire" his new futon. Honestly, in her opinion, it was more a ragged piece of junk than a futon, but she had to admit that it had been surprisingly comfy. Hence, the reason she had fallen asleep at Prosper's apartment.Payback5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Although, she reasoned, it would be difficult not to fall asleep while enduring a every-movie-in-my-apartment marathon that Prosper had suggested- so that they could fully appreciate the futon, apparently. Glancing around her once more, she noticed why she was so cold, and, eyes narrowing dangerously, focused on the sleepily sprawled out man by her side.
Normally she didn't mind falling asleep with Prosper- despite being leaner than most, he was surprisingly easy to use as a pillow- but there was one thing about him that
AtlasThey call me AtlasAtlas9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel the world's pain
Every heartache is mine
Each tear creeps down my back
The burden of billions is mine
Mine, alone to bear
Silently, I sit
I carry the weight of the world
Upon my weary shoulders
I feel your pain
Weep for your loss
Laugh for your joy
But never does anyone cry for me
My name is Atlas.
I bear everyone's miseries
Yet, who will bear mine?
God Is DeadGod Is Dead11 years ago in Humor More Like This
God's robes flapped around him as he looked over the edge and onto the street below.
"Don't do it! Don't do it!" cried the security guard behind him.
God said nothing, climbing onto the raised edge of the building. Five storeys below, people were beginning to take notice.
"Jesus Christ! Look!
"Oh my god!"
"Where's my camera?"
He turned and faced the security guard, who stopped walking and gazed upon the face of God. He'd been crying.
"But... why? You've got so much to live for..."
God gave a wan smile. "So have all of you."
He spread his arms wide, closed his eyes and breathed a deep sigh, falling back and off the building.
* * *
A crowd was gathering around the black, sticky mess that remained of What-Once-Was Our Lord.
"Is he dead?"
"Who is it?"
"Where's my camera?"
The bystander effect was operating at maximum efficiency, causing everyone to just stand there and looked at the mangled remains. Presently, however, a fine upstan