Salt-A 'Watchmen' ficRorschach was never much of a talker; barely ever spoke in full sentences, either. He'd been that way for as long as anyone could remember. He claimed it was because he didn't like to waste time with "unnecessary" words, and it made interrogating the scumbags of New York a much, much simpler process. No one ever outspokenly complained about Rorschach's bluntness and lack of speech, mainly since it didn't bother them. The Comedian, however, due to his hot-headed personality, tended to get bothered very easily when something...or someone...rubbed him the wrong way. One certain confrontation between them that took place nearly could have brought an end to both of the heroes' lives.Salt-A 'Watchmen' fic7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It all happened one day during 'superhero lunchtime', as Captain Metropolis had dubbed it...
The Comedian glanced up from his paper plate of rather stale ham, and glared menacingly at Rorschach, who had his mask pulled up high enough to reveal
Death Note HSM CrossoverDeath Note HSM Crossover7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Light: I dont wanna go to the party! I wanna eat potato chips and write in my notebook!
Soichiro and Sachiko: You should go. Maybe youll find someone who laughs like an insane maniac and writes weird.
LATER AT THE PARTY!
Light: I suddenly decide I like you as a friend because you can sing.
Takada: Hi! I transferred here!
Light: Even though I remember exactly who she is, I have to check my cell phone, because I forgot you can get detention calling in the middle of class.
Mello, Misa, L, and Halle: Were all conveniently in detention with you, Light!
AT THE SIGNUP SHEET!
Light: Takada! How nice to suddenly run into you at this conveniently placed sign up sheet!
Takada: Lets talk so the plot can develop!
Misa: Shes obviously interested because shes standing near the sign up sheet! Im so smart! Right Mello?
Misa: AGREE WITH ME DAMMIT!
Mello: O-okay.*God! Shes scary!*
Devil Went Down To PortlandAUTHOR'S NOTE: Happy Birthday, AutobotVierge!Devil Went Down To Portland7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Jazz gave an ecstatic whoop as the final notes of "Free Bird" died away, hefting the guitar-shaped controller into the air as if displaying a battle trophy. The gesture earned a round of enthusiastic applause from his audience, both human and mech, and he grinned brightly. Sunshine, music, an appreciative audience, and an afternoon off -- that was a recipe for a perfect day right there in his book.
"Rock on, Jazz!" Sideswipe shouted, holding up his index and pinkie fingers in a gesture he'd picked up from the humans. "You are THE King of the Strings!"
"Naw, I can't take all th' credit," Jazz said dismissively. "Blaster, he's th' true Guitar Hero. I just learned from th' best."
"Well, Blaster ain't here," Sideswipe pointed out. "So you're the Great Jedi Fret-Master!"
"If you're done running your mouth, tomato-boy, it's my turn," Sunstreaker grumped, extending
CnDP - Into Her Own HandsCnDP - Into Her Own Hands6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Into Her Own Hands
When the men in funny yellow suits first dragged Hope out of the alley and off to their base, she had (she is sorry to say) cried a lot. In her defense, shed had a trying daysneaking off with Wade so that he could show her his swords had somehow turned into Wade slicing yellow-suit-guys to ribbons because they shot at him so they could get his jeans, and Wade was forgetting a lot, and then the yellow-suit-guys grabbed her and shot him in the back of the head.
They were already halfway to the yellow-suit-guy secret base before she remembered that Wade would probably be okay, because Nathan had shot him in the head a bunch and he always got better. After that, she managed to pull herself together and stop crying.
At the base, the yellow-suit-guys introduced her to their leader, some floating giant-head-guy who turned out to be Mo from Wades phone call. He was very condascending to her, which made her very
Feuded Love Ch. 4Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.Feuded Love Ch. 47 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Total darkness. That was all he knew as he slipped into unconsciousness. He felt like seconds had passed, before a huge burst of water struck his body, soaking its way through his fur. What was happening? Had been thrown in the river to drown? He started sputtering, gasping for air, until he realized that except for the water he was covered in, there was no more. Willing his eyes to open, he waited for his vision to clear to see what was happening.
What he saw when he opened his eyes was what looked like a young Seviper, rows of bars in front of him, holding a bucket in his mouth. Had he fallen asleep during his guard duty and this little kid had thought it was funny to soak him silly? He stood up to teach the kid a lesson
before falling flat onto his face. A quick look over showed that his legs were tightly bound. Turning his head, he saw that his arms were bound too, at such an angle that he couldnt use his claws to cut them.
Pokemon IS Communism :OAt first glance, it seems like an innocent childs game, what with the imaginary creatures and such, and child friendly characters and plot. HOWEVER, it is showcasing the teachings of Karl Marx, in that everyone is equal and should be treated equally, and must eliminate those who wish to be stronger than the people, IE Big Business. Don't believe me? I have a few tidbits of information that'll change your mind forever!Pokemon IS Communism :O8 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Just as you start the game, you are advised to raise your Pokemon equally, and have different types. In "Ideal" Communism, everyone is treated equally and are spared of private property (Items Pokemon can use), as the government (the Trainer) has control over private property. Different types means the different classes of the working class, like workers, farmers, street sweepers, etc., and they have to stick together in order for everyone to be happy.
2. There is only ONE supplier of goods in
The Morning AfterThe Morning After6 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Jensen had never been all that good at handling his alcohol. This was one thing that was known as a universal truth. So it was rather important that when he did decide to drink, someone stuck with him, at least until he passed out. That way he didn't do anything to get himself arrested, hurt, or killed. However, one thing none of the Losers could stop him from doing, regardless of his state of sobriety, was keep him from saying something stupid.
This was also known as a universal truth.
And about as futile as trying to stop a force of nature.
So when he did get drunk off his ass, it would usually end with a story that the Losers could laugh at for a long time afterwards. Jensen was ok with this. He didn't mind being a source of humor in their usually depressing lifestyle of being stuck where they were: with crappy jobs, hotel rooms, and no family to go home to. But there were a few times, just a few, when Jensen wished he'd just sh
TrustIt doesn't happen all the time, but occasionally, when Roque needs to come down from whatever adrenaline induced high they've just barely escaped from, he hands Jensen one of his knives. The knife is always sharp as fuck, perfect for scraping away the remnants of the facial hair that grows under Roque's chin and across his cheeks.Trust4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It's trust, pure and simple that lets him bare his throat like that. Knowing first hand exactly how much pressure it would take for the blade to slice through his skin. Jensen's tongue sticks out of the corner of his mouth, his face screwed up in concentration as he carefully slides the blade across lather and bristle.
It's a private ritual. One neither of them share with anyone else. Jensen doesn't offer and Roque doesn't ask, but they both know when to meet up, like a private dance no one else is privy to. There's something sensual about a naked blade in the hands of one of the most dangerous
I'm a Digital PirateI'm a Digital Pirate8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'm a digital Pirate, and the net is my sea!
I will pillage from the rich, to give to me!
A dubloon, PDF, or an MP3, it's all the same.
Don't hate the playa, don't hate the game!
My computer is the boat, my fingers the sails.
I'll use my eCutlass to gut RIAA's entrails!
MPAA is on a mad hunt for my hard drive,
But my endless trading helps keep us alive!
Over a terabyte of data, my treasure horde,
Broadband has enabled the masses to fjord,
Deep into the otherwise river of mainstream,
Stealing through the power of a fiber optic light beam!
So I raise my flag high, proudly showing the color.
And proclaim to Father Sky, and down to Earth Mother,
"I am a thief, and I have no regret!
You think it's bad now, it has't begun yet!"
For my fellow Pirates and I, are meeting at ThePirateBay,
Swapping war stories, and sharing without pay.
The Torrent is our Religion, Napster an old God,
Kazaa like a loving brother, and Ares just odd.
Shiver me timbers, and play with my plank.
The odor from people wh
Diaries of an AthiestYou promise salvation.Diaries of an Athiest11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Well, Im still lonely.
You sware by creation.
But Im still empty.
You preach equality
while your actions echo hate.
You swear theres a heaven,
well, show me the gates!
Is hipocracy your universal trait?
Your actions echo hate.
Close your mouth and open your eyes.
Theres nothing when the light subsides.
You swear by the book
that you seem to defy.
Have the last two thousand years
just been based upon a lie?
You cry foul when theres no one around
You'll blame pagans & athiests
Even the crown
What is your goal?
What do you hope to achieve?
Do you want to take over the world?
Do you just want to silence me?
Is hipocracy your universal trait?
Your actions echo hate.
Close your mouth and open your eyes,
theres nothing when the light subsides.
Close your mouth, close your mouth,
and open your eyes.
Your faith is your demise.
FL: Transgressions Ch. 1Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon.FL: Transgressions Ch. 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Dark Crater, an abysmal cavern of magma and stone. If the constant high temperatures werent enough to keep you away, then its very reputation would. For over a year ago, Dark Crater was the lair of the insidious Darkrai, a Pokémon of nightmares who plotted to enshroud the world in darkness. He was eventually defeated, before attempting to escape through a time warp. What happened to him after that has never been answered. Some say he was destroyed, while others say hes still alive, waiting, watching, biding his time until the perfect moment to strike. Nevertheless, not many go near the place.
Look out! The usually quiet atmosphere was quickly shattered as the sound of fighting began to echo through the caverns. The source of the sound was from a single room near the back of the dungeon. In the center of this room, two beings stood. The first was a Zangoose, an almost solid white furred Pokémon with a pair of
FL: Trangressions Ch. 2Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.FL: Trangressions Ch. 27 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Once they had returned to town (and Silvia had stopped pestering Aaron for answers), they decided to split up in order to accomplish more. Aaron would take their pack and sell the things they had found while on their missions, while Silvia would go and collect the rewards and deliver any such items for the missions clients. As Aaron headed for the shop, he thought about how things had changed since he and Silvia started living here. Before, his sickening scar would have caught everyones glance, but now the only glances he received were from friendly faces, a few which he waved back to. The only look that wasnt friendly belonged to Claw, the Zangoose leader of Team Razor Wind.
Hey, traitor! Aaron didnt even turn his head as Claw yelled out to him. Since day one, Claw had shown a deep dislike for Aaron, especially when Silvia was around. When Aaron failed to respond, he only became angrier.
Supernatural in Sunnydale Ch.2 "Ahh, damn it " Dean grumbled as he pulled himself off the floor and rubbed the back of his head and glances down at Rudi who was barking and growling at him. The two teenage girls stared up at him wide eyed. Dean turned and glared at them "What the hell were you two thinking!? Do you realize tha-"Supernatural in Sunnydale Ch.24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Dean!" Sam cut across him making Rudi flinch and run under the bed "Relax, man. They probably didn't know what they were getting into an-"
"We knew exactly what we were 'Getting into'!" snapped the taller of the two teenage girls.
"Sure you did." Dean snorted rolling his eyes. Artemis crossed her arms and squared up to Dean. Her orange, black, and blonde bangs hung down in her eyes as she glared up at him.
"What did you mean YOUR locket?" Molly asked looking around at the candles and markings on the floor.
The Balance of Power- Chapter 2The Balance of Power- Chapter 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The Balance of Power
Visions and Awakening
Cool, mysterious, silent.
It surrounded her, making up the very environment that she walked amongst. Korra couldn't make out where she was, for how could she or any person in her position? The mists that covered the landscape made it all appear to be completely indifferent, every square inch no more distinguishable from the rest.
"Hello?", Korra calls out, finding herself wondering through the mists.
"Is someone there? Anybody?", Korra calls out once again, her only answer being that of the silence that surrounded her.
Suddenly, two humanoid figures appear in the distance, causing her to slowly make her approach in the intended direction. When she got within distance of the two humanoid
Things Daleks Would Never SayO-M-G! YOU LOOK FAB-U-LOUS! IS THAT PRA-DA?Things Daleks Would Never Say6 years ago in Humor More Like This
THATS WHAT SHE SAID.
O-KAY, WE GIVE UP. YOU WIN, DOC-TOR.
TIME FOR A MAKE-O-VER, GIRLS!
HEL-LO. MY NAME IS DA-LEK CAAN. YOU KILLED MY FA-THER. PRE-PARE TO DIE.
AM I BOV-VERED?
OH, SOD IT. WHO NEEDS EXTERMINATION ANYWAY? IM JUST GOING TO GO HOME AND MAKE A CUP OF TEA
UNICORNS ARE PRET-TY!
I NEED A HUG <3
ITS FUN TO STAY AT THE Y-M-C-A!
SERIOUSLY, DAVROS? YOU NEED A MANICURE.
WHERES MY RICHARD SIMMONS TAPE?
ARE YOU MY MUMMY?
HEY, CHAR-LIE! WE FOUND A MAP TO CANDY MOUNTAIN!
YEAH, CHRIS. EX-TRAP-O-LATE. (kudos if you know what this is quoting)
WHOS UP FOR SOME IRISH STEPDANCING?
IM GONNA SING THE DOOM
Not Good Enough For MeHe's not worth my tears,Not Good Enough For Me6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not all worth my pain.
It doesn't make a lick of sense;
I can't wait to see him again.
He's not good enough to star
In my wildest fantasies.
But still he's the only one
In the crowd that I can see.
I can't hold back my tongue
And I can't keep my eyes away;
I stay in hopes that he will see me,
And that today will be the day.
But of course he walks on by
Other girls are there on call.
I seem to fade a little more each time;
He doesn't see me, not at all.
VampiresVampiresVampires10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From hollowed fangs
A chorus sings
Of days long gone
When the world
Was plagued by Us
Of a time now forgotten
Yes, my child
When We ruled
When We laughed at the heavens above
A time when We could hunt freely!
A time when rivers themselves streamed blood!
Yes, the age
Of when Vampires ruled
And all quivered
Under Our shadows
Under the night
In which We took flight
On whomever We chose
Ah, the age
The lost age of Vampires...
It will soon come again.
Abortion ~Hi, Mommy. I'm your baby. You don't know me yet, I'm only a few weeks old. You're going to find out about me soon, though, I promise. Let me tell you some things about me. My name is John, and I've got beautiful brown eyes and black hair. Well, I don't have it yet, but I will when I'm born. I'm going to be your only child, and you'll call me your one and only. I'm going to grow up without a daddy mostly, but we have each other. We'll help each other, and love each other. I want to be a doctor when I grow up.Abortion9 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You found out about me today, Mommy! You were so excited, you couldn't wait to tell everyone. All you could do all day was smile, and life was perfect. You have a beautiful smile, Mommy. It will be the first face I will see in my life, and it will be the best thing I see in my life. I know it already.
Today was the day you told Daddy. You were so excited to tell him about me! ...He wasn't hap
Scars.You can't see the scars that you've left on my heart, but that doesn't mean they're in the dark. They're there, I can feel them bursting at the seams as I hold back a pained scream. I know I said I would always be there, but this is getting much harder to bare. I think of you when I sit idle, I think of how you're in denial. You're sorry, I know, but not sorry enough to avoid letting me go. I guess I knew all along that this wouldn't turn out right, but that didn't dim the hope...that little, innocent light.Scars.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Now if only. . . .Now if only we weren't lonely, if only you were mine.Now if only. . . .6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only you would hold me, our hearts may intertwine.
If only you would love me, then I would love you too.
If only you know just how much I want to be with you.
If you agree to love me, and stay with me like you said,
Then maybe we won't be lonely, you here next to me in our bed.
Now that I know you love me, and I know that you are mine,
Forever no longer lonely, I am yours, and you are mine.