The Headcrab Survival GuideTHE HEADCRAB SURVIVAL GUIDE:The Headcrab Survival Guide7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
An exhaustive informational brochure on the subject of headcrabs and their hosts.
Everyone knows what headcrabs are. Most people have seen them crawling along, seemingly harmless with their tiptoe-like gait... but this is a facade. The true intent of the headcrab is far from harmless. You see, as long as there are headcrabs, there wil be zombies. Sewers, and in some cases entire towns are infested with them. Because of their abundancy, they are a constant threat- but the vital information within this brochure shall see you through any infestation. As many a great warrior once said, KNOW THINE ENEMY. That is the purpouse of this guide. There is an untold wealth of information here that can allow you to cripple your enemy from the inside, out.
PART 1: THE HEADCRABS
Headcrabs are almost synonymous with the Xen invasion, indeed, with al
GOTG: You're Perfect To Me Rocket x Reader Part 1This contains minor spoilers!!GOTG: You're Perfect To Me Rocket x Reader Part 11 year ago in Romance More Like This
Hey guys!! I decided to write some Guardians of The Galaxy fanfiction, exclusively a reader insert. I may write more.
You were 9 years old when you left with Peter from Earth. You were sitting near the 10 year old Quill, waiting patiently for the nurse allowing you to see your older brother recovering from a car crash. You were in that crash but didn't have any major injuries. You waited by yourself for your parents' arrival. The little boy had gone into a room, but was brought out by an older man and ran out quickly. You noticed a small present fell out of his backpack. With your fast instincts, you quickly got up and grabbed to small object to retrieve it to the boy. You wondered why he was such in a hurry. When you finally reached him, he was on the grass crying loudly. You slowly walked up to him.
"Um, excuse me?" He looked up and jolted a little.
"This fell out of your backpack." You handed him the present which he hesitantly took. There was
treetree5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
My roots spread deep.
My branches spread long and full of fruit
My trunk is as solid as can be.
No wind can blow me down.
I am my own tree.
And I stand on my own
DARKNESS.DARKNESS.5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I am the shade that hides from the sun.
I am the one who lets the star shine
No one can see through me.
I am dense.
But I can never leave the ground
I am everywhere with in site.
Without me there can be no light.
I am ever lasting.
I am darkness.
BitterweedBitterweed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the crows have taken their pound of flesh and eaten it raw,
dragging their voices down the chalkboard sky.
medicated, i watch them feed with empty Auschwitz eyes,
every day is the same claustrophobic affair over again.
i miss the taste of axenic fear in my throat,
but my new world is monochrome and i am forced to swallow their synthetic ambrosia.
twisted into my fetal pose, i mark the walls misted from my metric breath,
they say those in glass houses.. but i have no stones to throw
or i would waste this crystal mausoleum from the inside.
they nailed my wings to the floor,
they keep me tranquilized and tell me this is home.
the shower drains are clotted with famous last words,
this is where savages and wandering savants come to die.
i am the leaden albatross around my own neck,
my metamorphosis brought me here.
PokePark Wii: Pikachu's ReturnPoképark Wii to me was one of those games I picked up once, powered through, then never touched again. It's fun and amusing the first round, but after a while the mini-games and running to and fro get a tad bit stale. I personally found it a bit amusing how every Pokémon you make friends with always asks you to play with them again some time later on.PokePark Wii: Pikachu's Return3 years ago in Horror More Like This
That thing must've been one of the single most frustrating bosses I've ever fought in my gaming life. To think such a simple game would have something so frustrating to end it off still boggles my mind. I sure wasn't going to re-challenge it for fun any time soon. When you think about it, it's really no wonder Mew is stuck up alone on that Sky Pavilion with no friends.
Somewhere along the line the pleas of the Pokémon for me to return must have gotten to me, since recently I found a desire to play the game once more. When I turned the game on, I had figured I wouldn't be playing for very long. I'd just run a
Alone Once MoreI find myself alone once again.Alone Once More7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
My fingers trace over the velvety smoothness,
ready to begin.
A soft slow push triggers a low sound.
Another push, another sound.
More pushing, light and soft.
No need to rush, tempo is key.
Traveling up, up, up until I reach the top.
Nowhere else to go.
The pounding starts.
Never wanting to stop, but somehow needing the end.
Both hands gliding, fingers aching.
Cult of the BeastCult of the BeastCult of the Beast9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
There were three quick, yet small, taps at his door.
He looked up from his paperwork and glanced at the figure behind the frosted glass, seeing if it was someone he knew. He didn't know the person, so he decided to stay behind his desk.
"Come in." he said
A short-ish man, with a faded blue shirt, denim jeans entered the room. His first impressions of the man were interesting. He seemed a little on edge and jittery, and yet he could tell that this was only because something was obviously wrong. He seemed to have an air of slight authority. Nothing intimidating, but it said 'here I am, don't ignore me and I won't ignore you'. He respected that.
He stood up from is chair and extended his hand. The man reached forward and shook it.
Nice firm grip too.
"Nice to meet you Mr…?"
"Nice to meet you Mr New. Please, sit down." He said, sitting down himself.
The man sat and almost immediately started to shuffle around.
"So, how can I he
Rescue On Scaled WingsIt was a bright and sunny day in the kingdom of Talia. The streets were full of merchants selling food to people, and the air was filled with the sound of music and chatter. All of a sudden, the villagers cleared the path as a knight rode through the crowd atop a fine black stallion. The knight rode through the crowd and went straight ahead to the castle, where he waited patiently for the drawbridge to lower down so he could get into the castle. Upon his entrance, he was greeted by the king.Rescue On Scaled Wings9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
"Welcome back, Peter. Did the morning hunt go according to plan?" He asked.
"Not exactly" Peter replied. "One of the followers ended up getting caught in the net trap. It took us 20 minutes to get him out! But apart from that, we did well your majesty."
"That's good to hear. I hope whoever it was did not cause too much of an problem. Anyway, are you ready? Today is a big day for you!" The king told him.
"Yeah, I know. I finally get to marry Princess Jocelyn." He replied happily. "Where is she at th
Fate Lines, Part II am the stuff of legends, of books, of dark tales and things that go bump in your night...and of those dark, deep and delicious demons that you love to wrap yourself in and have sing your soul to sleep under the lace of a long winter's moon. I am your taboos, your "thou shall nots', a thousand transgressions you love to deny. I am the fabric of fantasies, of those disturbing and seductive images that catch in the corner of your eye when no one is looking...then creep around your heart and steal your hot little breath and make your skin ache for my unholy touch. I am what you want to make of me, what your dark stirrings demand and crave, what your waking hours dare not dream of...the demon lover who will not be denied. I am your ultimate sin made incarnate and I force you to love me for it. I go by many names - Stregi, ghoul, unclean, damned, immortal, creature of the night...like other demons, my name is legion. But out of the various quaint and sometimes unpleasant tags you assign toFate Lines, Part I7 years ago in Horror More Like This
DesparationShe padded into the forest, her ears upright and turning this way and that, listening. Something was not right about this place; even though it was her home, there was now something definitely menacing about it... she should never have left her cub alone...Desparation8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Trees bordered a thin trail made by wild Pokemon, and the deeper she went the more sinister the place became as the darkness closed in, and faint whisperings of leaves filtered through to her.
A faint mewling noise caught her attention; that was her cub! She hastened over to where the sound was coming from. Rounding a wide tree, she came upon the little Leafeon, right where she had left it. Her ears lifted and she smiled down at the little infant as it recognized her and stumbled over to her on its little legs. Its pale leaves were not strong enough to be lifted, so it trailed them along the ground. It was rather amusing - it looked like a rabbit, with its ears flopped down the sides of its head.
A snapping sound made her turn her h
How to become a super villainHow to become a super villain9 years ago in Humor More Like This
How to become a Super Villain in 10 easy steps:
Here we go! Time to be a super villain! Being a super villain is even easier than you've ever dared to dream it could be! Being a super villain is loads of fun! It is much more fun than being a hero. Don't worry about your love interest falling off a cliff. Your friends can join along with you as sidekicks in your quest to become the greatest villain ever. You can spend years completing these ten tasks or just one afternoon. Just remember these ten are only starter tips. The rest is up to you…
1: Go villain! (You have to be a villain to be a super villain. Superheroes only care to fight people who endanger lives. Being self-centered is always a good start on your way to becoming evil. When going evil ask yourself these questions: why am I doing this? What's in it for me? Will this new line of business pay better than what I'm already doing?)
2: Get a sidekick. (Not every villain has a sidekick. But unless you have fallen
RequiemRequiem7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Death comes sweetly
dares not show its face, -
lapping up old sorrows
and prisms of faces
pinned like insects
under bell jars.
It lays you down
in soft, pale sheets,
pours sweet oil
over tired limbs
and bruised memories
and cuts right to the quick
like a hard won prize.
It leaves you lost,
stripped down to bare wounds,
blinking at ghosts
who catch your sore heart
and wear it on their lips
with the shadowed promise
to never forget...
Age of Dragons 1One warm and sunny morning there was a young teen who went hiking in the woods alone. Zack is 5'8, blonde, with blue eyes, broad and is 15 years old. Zack hiked up hills often and camped in caves. The one thing he liked best about hiking was sleeping in the caves. For some odd reason it made Zack feel right at home. One day, before he went hiking he stopped by an antique shop and looked around for things to buy for his grandfather's birthday.Age of Dragons 19 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
The clerk was kind enough to show him around and talk about the items on the shelves. Zack saw an interesting artifact near the counter. Zack asked the clerk about the artifact. The clerk smirked and said "That is one of our most treasured artifacts here." Zack asked "why is it so important?" The clerk answered quickly not to waste any of Zack's time.
"Long ago there was an ancient dragon that sought to take over the world by transforming humans into minions or dragons. The ancient dragon converted humans into dragons by breathing a type of fire o
Emphatic NoddingEmphatic Nodding11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I will wear my thong.
it is only a wedding.
sod the rest of you.
AssistanceAssistanceAssistance9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
- - -
The sound of the letter box in his front door flapping woke him up, even if he didn't know what the sound was. He had fallen asleep in the armchair in his lounge again, and he was instantly sore from it. Moaning, he shook his head a little to try and wake himself up, before trying to focus his eye on the clock on his DVD player.
It read 10:34.
Shit. I gotta start going to my actual bed instead of falling asleep in front of the telly. At least then my alarm would wake my up.
Standing up, groaning while he did it, he stretched and nearly ended up back in the chair as his vision faded; the suddenness of his standing making the blood rush to his head.
Damn it. I hate it when that happens.
He walked over to the TV, for a second studying the blank screen of 'No Signal' for one of the many Satellite channels, and turned it off. Walking into the hallway, he realised two things. One was that he hadn't changed his clothes since yesterday
Fish in a BarrelFish in a BarrelFish in a Barrel8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
He took a deep breath in and then let it out slowly.
He'd had a good day today, spending his entire time out on the beach, enjoying the sun, listen to the waves. He was pretty sure he'd even dozed off a few times.
Work had been pressing him harder and harder lately, and he was glad for some time to himself. The day had passed too quickly as far as he was concerned and the sun was already below the horizon.
He took another deep breath, letting it out quickly this time, and then stretching his arms out.
He didn't want to leave and he certainly didn't want to have to go back to work tomorrow.
Leaning back on his arms, he stared out into the water, enjoying his last few minutes of freedom, before he had to go back home.
A small breeze blew in his face, and although it felt nice, he could feel a chill on the edges of it, and seeing as he was only wearing a T-shirt and shorts, he knew it was going to get cold pretty fast now the sun was gone.
"Ah, there you are
My Old FriendMy old friendMy Old Friend6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What's happened to you?
Has 'us' come to an end
After all we've been through?
What happened to the happy girl
I met in third grade?
Content with the world
Lacking your tongue's blade?
Did you not see my tears
Or did you just not care?
After all of these years
Did you not want me there?
Or is the one who changed me?
And you're the one in pain?
Am I the one who couldn't see
While our relationship slid down the drain?
From my eyes, you're to blame.
But am I right?
Will we ever be the same?
The resolution is far from sight.
Maybe it's my own fault, this.
I did turn my back for a spell.
The changes is both of us I surely missed
Now strike me very well.
I understand you no more.
My friend has gone away.
Turned her back, walked out the door.
Not even making an effort to stay.
I don't want to lose you,
But I may have no choice.
If you want me gone, tell me we're through,
Because I can't find my voice.
I don't know how to talk to you
Seeing as you never seem to hear.
But if you ch
Wolf Bites For Mamei Mamei sighed, his camping trip wasn't as he had hoped. It rained an immense downpour from the very start. It ruined his tent before he was able to put it up, not only that but his food was snatched by a raccoon or something, cause he was plum near starved. Mamei had come for an adventure outdoors, what he got was a pain and frustration. Was it honestly to much to ask if he could enjoy his vacation time? Obviously so...but not everything was ruined for Mamei. He had the common sense enough so that if things went downhill there was a back up. Mamei had the smarts to camp out in an area that was near a set of log cabins. Given the time of year there shouldn't be to many people, if any around there. He went ahead and rented one out, the fridge was stalked with all kinds of dishes he packed as extra. Feeling down that he couldn't at least stay out and work with nature for hisWolf Bites For Mamei8 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Blues GuitarListening to Stevie Ray VaughnBlues Guitar6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as he makes his guitar cry,
tugs at my heart;
makes me sigh.
The Blues have such
a sweet sound with
poignant notes all around.
It tells of lost love
and how life is bittersweet.
When I hear the Blues
I remember the Beatles sang
about how the guitar gently weeps.
Blues music is earthy;
it hits you where you live,
and into your soul it seeps.
I Am FoxI am the hunterI Am Fox7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The cunning twists
Its precious claws
So closely round my own, though
Some say I scavenge, lower
My pride to the ranks of
A foul and scabrous
But they who denigrate the
Convolutions of my intellect
Know only that my teeth are
More than yours
I am the rust of
Dying life, the speck
That flickers at
Both ends, burning
My life out in
The brush of forest eyes: I
Am the ephemeral
I am the legend
Of Oriental masks,
Hidden identities, of
Whose paws, when clipped,
Release them from their hides, and I am
That Mr. Fox you hear so much
About, who buried his true love
Beneath the foliage
Of a rising oak, or had nine tails
And never died,
Though I am mortal
And I am that huddled
Like some quiet capture
In the talons of a
Night-owl, the flood of lights
Absorbed within my world-green eyes
Watching, though it does no good
For now, dissected by your
I am the hunted
Rubin's Growth==Rubin's Growth==Rubin's Growth7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
the story begins when Rubin a 2" 4' ottsel walks along a road with his girlfriend wolfcub after going out to the funfair and the return to each others houses
Wolfcub: oh Rubin thanks for bringing me out for a nice night out
Rubin: well it's my pleasure wolfie my pleasure
Wolfcub: and it's nice of you to take me home
Rubin: oh not at all
while walking to Wolfcub's home a mysterious person pops out infront of them
Wolfcub: What the...
M. P: Give me your money
Wolfcub: No, i'm not going to
M.P. alright i'll take it from you
the mysterious person trys to grab Wolfcub but Rubin is right there
Rubin: Wolfie I'll help you
Wolfcub: Please hurry
Rubin: Stop what you are doing
M.P: No, i will not
Rubin tries to punch the mysterious person but it was too late the person ran off with wolfcub's money and she was thrown into Rubin
Wolfcub: Rubin thanks for letting him run off
Rubin: well i tried but i wasn't able to sorry
Wolfcub: it don't matter now just get me home
soon they rea
hiddenhidden7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like a network
of unfolding stems
grasping at grace
(in the face)
in the mostly
of the almost
in my fingers
so I can
trace the shape
how you often
weigh on me
how I'm tired
from the ground
those same rocks
what brought forth
hold me under