Oreo OreoOreo, Oreo!Oreo Oreo12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wherefore art thou Oreo?
Deny thy milk and refuse thy creme!
For it is by thy creme that thou art yummy...
For what's in a creme?
That which we call "cookies 'n creme" by any other creme would taste as sweet!
With that creme! Doff that creme!
And for that creme that is every part of thee, take all myself!
So FoolishOver the course of the next month Noreat and Zephyr fell into a comfortable rhythm. During the day the two went about their duties. Zephyr was busy whipping the army into shape. Apparently he had stricter standards than Sfo. Noreat managed to slip away from his duties once or twice to watch Zephyr as he worked. As Noreat had expected, Zephyr wasn't the type to issue orders and then sit and watch. Not that Sfo had trained the army similarly, but he didn't work the men like Zephyr did. The older man ran the same gauntlets as them, sparred with them, took (short) breaks with them, and so on. He was a good General, and after beating a few rowdy recruits into submission, the men liked him. Sfo turned out to be a quite useful lieutenant. Noreat had half expected the man to turn to a rabid dog and constantly fight Zephyr. Thankfully, Sfo kept his wits and now served ZephyrSo Foolish4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Funny pick up linesWorlds funniest and weird pick up linesFunny pick up lines7 years ago in Humor More Like This
1. Did you clean your pants with Windex? Because I can practically see myself in them
2. I play the field and it looks like I just hit a home run with you!
3. I'm new in town. Could you give me directions to your apartment?
4. Your daddy must have been a baker, because you've got a nice set of buns.
5. Your legs must be tired because you've been running through my mind all night.
6. Do you know karate? Because your body is really kickin'.
7. Is your dad a terrorist? Because you are the bomb.
8. You must play the trumpet, because you sure made me horny!
9. I'm good at math. U+I equals 69
10. Is that a keg in your pants? Because I'd love to tap that ass!
11. Damn! Somebody needs to write explosive on you, because you are a firecracker!
12. You remind me of a magnet, because you sure are attracting me over here!
13. Your name must be Mickey because youre so fine!
14. Mars? This is the advanced recon unit. Good news, I've found a co
Coheed+Cambria Crack Interp. 3THE AMORY WARSCoheed+Cambria Crack Interp. 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
HOLY SHIT, IT'S A PLOT TWIST
All this crap is really a story written by an obsessed, crazy man. Wait, he's not crazy yet. Whoops. So, BEFORE he goes crazy, this happens.
The Writer is laying on his bed, acting all depressed and stuff. A picture of his ex girlfriend, Erica Court, lies on the floor next to the bed.
Writer: Oh Erica, we could've had something good, I'd do anything for you, you and me and you and me and you and-
And it just goes on like that. BUT THEN HE HAS...A VISION!
The Writer sees himself in robes with a tied-up blond lady. They're standing by an open grave.
Vision Writer: Get in the hole, I'm gonna bury you alive and stuff.
Vision Writer: YES!
Lady: But I love you!
Vision Writer: I don't care!
He kicks her, 300 style, into the grave.
Lady: (In slow-motion) NOOOOO!!!
The Writer gets back into reality. He is disturbed by his vision.
Writer: I am disturbed by my vision.
AND THEN THIS THING COMES UP
The Writer starts to hall
Pick Up Lines Part IMost Popular Pickup LinesPick Up Lines Part I7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Are you a parking ticket? (What?) You got fine written all over you.
You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.
Can I borrow a quarter? ["What for?"]
... I want to call my mom and tell her I just met the girl of my dreams.
Pick up a pack of sugar that actually says, "sugar" on it and say, "You dropped your nametag!".
What does it feel like to be the most beautiful girl in this room?
Do you believe in the hereafter? Well, then I guess you know what I'm here after.
Are your legs tired, because you've been running through my mind all day long.
Do you have a Bandaid? Because I just scraped my knee falling for you.
There must be something wrong with my eyes, I can't take them off you.
Girl, you better have a license, cuz you are driving me crazy!
Hey baby, you've got something on your butt: my eyes.
Hi, I make more money than you can spend.
I hope you know CPR, because you take my breath away.
Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty
The world's best pickup linesthe world's best pickup linesThe world's best pickup lines10 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
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just like to touch your hot body!!!!"
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Love IsLove is feeling.Love Is3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shared between anyone.
Love is pride.
Stand up for your orrientation.
Love is shared.
Everyone deserves to feel love.
Love is given.
Something taken with flushing cheeks.
Love is taken.
Accepted and sometimes stolen.
Love is lust.
A type of love used souly to gain pleasure.
Love is forgiveness.
Another chance to prove.
Love is acceptance.
Taken and respected for who you are.
Love is pure.
Pure and clean to be taken as such.
Love is unclean.
Confusion and uncertainty.
Love is unexplained.
Simply something we feel in our hearts.
Love is love.
In any way or any form.
Nothing more, nothing less.
So stop labeling it differently.
Keeping a SecretKeeping a Secret6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
As I look at the papers on the desk I found after I returned from my lunch break, the memories return to me. I feel like removing the visor covering my eyes even though Im not supposed to be able to do so, just to rub my face tiredly. People have no idea how much you miss such a simple thing, after a life with a visor stuck to your face. Even though I got other patients to look after and still have work to do, I feel bored and not really into my work after my main patient succeeded to escape from Seven, along with many other inmates. I have been told to get her out of my head and focus on my work, but my lifes work has been helping and curing that one patient. Im sure its only a matter of time before shell return to her high security cell. They caught her before, theyll probably do it again.
The papers are a new report on her though. Shes still out there, but they observed something they wish to have my opini
.:Curse of The Rubik's Cube:..:The Curse of the Rubix Cube:..:Curse of The Rubik's Cube:.9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A strange feeling had hounded Ratchet throughout the day and now, as he sat in his office making a paper clip chain, he realised what it was. During the entire day, thus far at least, the entire eight-hour shift he'd worked up to this point, precisely slag all had happened.
The Decepticons hadn't attacked; Wheeljack hadn't been carted into medbay in a self-induced blazing inferno; Red Alert hadn't had a minor circuit seizure over a speck of dust; Sunstreaker hadn't scratched his paintjob and had a screaming blue fit about it and Prime, dear old Prime, hadn't seen fit to terrorise him with the results of yet another attack on the 'Cons base. At any other time Ratchet would have been in a really good mood about this turn of events, but no, something was wrong - very wrong.
That something was really quite simple. He was bored stiff, no actually, more than that – he was deathly bored. He linked the last paper clip in his paper clip chain to the first,
Microbots in Seven MinutesMegatron: Bwahahaha! It's time for another super weapon! Since the Autobots have finally decided to guard Wheeljack's inventions of mass destruction a little more carefully, we'll have to come up with one of our own. What a pity. So, now it's time for...a blast from the past! (Pun not intended.) Mwahahahaha!Microbots in Seven Minutes8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Starscream: *sigh* Trust me, with this show, the puns are definitely intended.
Megatron: Shut up Starscream! I'm busy monologuing. Quit trying to steal the spotlight!
Starscream: It's not my fault that I possess superior charisma!
Megatron: Says who? Oh, and by the way, if this plan doesn't work, it's all your fault.
Megatron: It's always your fault. One of the basic rules of leadership, Starscream. Even when it's not your fault, it's still your fault. Or, you'd better ensure that there is another convenient fall guy close by. You fail to provide me with another more attractive target. Mistake number 539.
Starscream: You keep count? ...I mean, it is so not
StrengthTitle: StrengthStrength8 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Author: Darkfireblade aka Hellsfirescythe
Fandom: G1 Transformers
Summary: Being human, Spike gets a much different venue of peering into a Cybertronians personality.
Notes/Warnings: The idea struck me just last night and I managed to write it all down on the way to University of Virginia. Just thinking about how much a handshake could tell you about a person b/c of all the handshakes you give on college visits...
He never really had to worry when it came to Bumblebee. The yellow Bug was much too small to grab Spike in one swipe. Sure there were days when sharp congratulatory slaps on the back stung a bit longer or resulted in a tender back for the rest of the afternoon, but Bee was usually quite conscious about his handling of his smaller friend.
Optimus on the other hand handled Spike with extreme paranoid care. It was as if the Autobot leader didnt trust his own strength. There were times when Spike thought he wo
DetoxJustToRetox - 1It's pouring.DetoxJustToRetox - 16 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pouring, and gray. Fitting, I guess. Even the sky is sad to let me go.
I've made up my mind. Well, I guess it was official in the beginning, but I had told my self firmly that I was going to do it, and I would not back out.
No good byes, no notes, nothing. Just do it. Just end it.
I gazed out at the traffic whizzing by. I was on my toes, fidgeting as I watched the sign change into a red STOP hand.
I'm not honestly gonna do this, am I? I'm not really serious.
Walk into the traffic of a busy New York City corner, that is.
But I was very serious.
I had mapped it all out. When I was going to do to it.
I knew from the start. As a moron red a red light and almost killed me, right then and there. I knew it would be here, on this busy street. Where I would take my own life.
It was just a matter of random dates and times.
And I chose today.
Maybe its because there was no buzzing of an alarm in my ear. Just silence to greet me when I awoke. Maybe it was the empty house I met t
Riot : Track 04Misery Business (Pete/Patrick)Riot : Track 047 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
[This is slash. Don't like it? Then don't read. Thank you.]
Joeee Im not donnnne I slap away his arms. Im so not done drowning my mess.
No! Stop it, Pete. You have to! Youve already drank enough to last a week He grabbed my arm, helping me balance myself. Noooo no, no, NO! I started crying again. Wiping my eyes with the sleeve of my hoodie, putting my hood up so no one else can see me.
Cant you give me what I want?
Joe shook his head, but held my hand.
No one can figures
Joe took me home. I flailed him away, saying I could handle myself.
Mother- I just fixed myself in the bathroom. I dont know how, but my razor fell and cut a medium length wound in my wrist.
This is gonna freak out my band mates I giggle. Me? Doing this? I never thought Id see the day.
Riot : Track 01For a Pessimist, I'm Pretty Optimistic (Pete/Patrick)Riot : Track 017 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
[This is slash. Don't like it? Then don't read. Thank you.]
It's funny how people's love life can relate to songs. It's even funnier when you, a rock star of a great band, feels compelled and struck about songs from a band that's the same label as your band.
Everyone knows about me and Pete.
He keeps showing people on stage that it's real, and then denies it completely when asked personally. He even avoids it more than usual because he has her now. Right.
I have to put a stop to this, once and for all. I have to think for myself every once in awhile now too. And this? It just makes me wanna die, from insanity, loneliness, and just lies.
You used to tell me I'm your Lunchbox, your Tricky, your little locket, your heart. But with the way you're acting now, and how you make me feel, it makes me sick and sad at the same time.
"Patrick?" Pete called, staring at me, holding and fiddling with his laptop.
Riot : Track 05 and 06When It Rains and Let The Flames Begin (Pete/Patrick)Riot : Track 05 and 067 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
[This is slash. Don't like it? Then don't read. Thank you.]
I hurriedly drove to Pete's house. "Pete? Where are you?!" I shouted, looking for him all over his house. I was already panicking and shivering a little.
"Oof " I tripped over Pete's discarded hoodie over the floor. This is his favorite one. If he didn't have it
I hugged the material in attempt to calm my nerves.
When I wrapped Pete's hoodie around me, I kept hearing a crunching sound. I searched all of the pockets and found my picture. It's actually a clipping from a magazine, where my eyes are seen in their cerulean glory. Something was written on its back.
You're the one wearing glasses, but I'm the one who's been blind. I never told you I was yours, even though you said you're mine. Right now, all I wish is that we never part. You're the one who completes me, the only one in my heart.
My eyes filled with tears. I don't know if I'm
Ten LettersAs a writerTen Letters7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I must get down
10,000 words a day.
Or ten chapters.
Ten plot points
Or ten completed scenes.
Or at the very least
© 2008 Mark Pearce
Student . Teacher His tender hands and his unsure voice,Student . Teacher11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
making sure everything is always alright.
Standing at the podium
holding the edge with force,
as if holding a woman.
Staring down at today's paper,
thinking of his wife, or
Sitting at his computer desk,
checking his e-mails,
from family, from friends,
from the school.
flushed while looking at
an embarrassing e-mail, or
a pornographic photo.
A quick glance at a student.
He notices her caressing
her curvy pink lips
with the test pencil eraser,
slightly poking it into her mouth
every now and then;
seducing him- gazing at him.
She couldn't stop watching him.
His fingers lightly tugging at his face,
his long, sleepy eyes falling into a fake sleep.
She yearned for those identities
to caress her body,
like his wife must feel...
to explore inside of her.
He travels the classroom,
pretending to check on the
eager learners, and she can't
take her eyes off his slacks.
He slips a note into her lap,
his fingertips lightly touching
the tops of h
Atheism: An essay I am an atheist. Atheism is not a religion. There is no assigned moral code; each atheist has his or her own personal morals. There are no written texts giving guidelines to life for atheists. Some acclaimed atheists might just be lazy and want to escape from the responsibility that comes with believing in a god and feeling guilty for blasphemy committed. In that case, I think that this person is not atheist, but just a pathetic human being who doesn't like to take responsibility for their actions. Sure, atheists do not believe in the existence of a god, but does this mean that they lack morals because they do not follow teachings of a religion?Atheism: An essay8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
I say, of course not. It is simply not fair for anyone to judge anyone else for anything, and atheism is a great example. I would like to give viewpoints from many religions, but my general knowledge doesn't go past the conflict between Christianity (specifically Catholicis
TF - Best Laid Plans"Best Laid Plans"TF - Best Laid Plans9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Red Alert wrung his hands in concern, watching as a troop of Autobot warriors vanished down the road from the Ark, a dust cloud kicking up their wake and the Aerialbots flying off overhead. Normally, such a small rescue team wouldn't be of concern to the Security Director...except that they were the fourth one to leave in the last three days.
A few days prior, a call for help from Cybertron's Autobot femme resistance force regarding some troublesome activity from Shockwave and his drone army reached the Ark, causing Ironhide, Mirage, Smokescreen and Powerglide to climb aboard Omega Supreme for a flight home to kick a little aft. Then, late last night, word reached the Autobots from Kuwait that the country's oil fields were under heavy assault from not only the Insecticons, but the Constucticons as led by Megatron, as well. Optimus Prime gathered a force consisting of Bluestreak, Sideswipe, Sunstreaker, Trailbreaker, Warpath, Gea
Hot SlotsHot Slots7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
I wouldnt say Im sexually attracted to my dorms card reader, but Id be lying if I said I didnt get a certain charge from it. All doors into the old brick building are unlocked by swiping your student ID through a reader next to the door. Theyre small grey boxes with a keypad, a small LED display, 3 indicator lights (green for open, red for not and yellow for error) and a long, deep chasm with a magnetic strip reader. The west door is particularly finicky. She never opens on the first swipe unless you do it just right. If you dont have that touch, she wont let you in until youre almost tired from swiping your card.
Weve experimented, she and I. Once in a while shed let me in with one swipe, just to tease me. Tricky girl. I played around with her slot, swiping my card in and out of her at varying rates. It turns out she likes it slow. You cant just throw your card through and hope to get in. It has to be gentle and s
Riot : Track 02That's What You Get (Pete/Patrick)Riot : Track 027 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
[This is slash. Don't like it? Then don't read. Thank you.]
We got to the place where she works. It's a music store. I thought it was cool but, of all the places here in Chicago, why be it next to a Clandestine shop? One where Pete is usually seen. Again, life's funny that way.
"That's Pete's hang-out isn't it?" Lily broke my chain of thoughts.
"Uh Yeah. See him much?" I asked, looking at the two stores.
"Yeah." She smiled. Okay, what the fuck? Jealous much already? You just met her. "Lots of kids talk about him at the store. And if they get extra hyper, it means Pete's next door." She laughed.
"Pssh Fans." We laughed.
"So Wanna come in? My boss might fire me." She winked.
"Lily!!" a hoarse voice bellowed. "Oops too late." She worried a bit.
"I'll handle it. I guess I could use my fame this time." I chuckled. She looked at me, grateful.
We came in the store. I was taken aback because thi
A Poem About WordsA Word on WordsA Poem About Words2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’ve never been very good with words.
I spend so much time searching for the right ones,
For that one perfect phrase to describe a feeling.
Slippery as a sunfish it incessantly escapes me,
Or gets hooked upon my lip.
It’s difficult to say what I mean,
Let alone mean what I say.
And words make it so much harder;
Ineffectual, impersonal and imprecise as they are.
I might say I love a steaming pot of tea in the morning,
Or a big cozy sweater on a winter’s day.
But sweaters and tea don’t quite add up to how I feel about you.
You might say a rose is pretty,
Or a sunset.
But I am hardly a flower or a sinking star.
I wish there were a way to pinpoint these feelings,
To let you know exactly what they are.
Instead I tread water futilely,
Drowning in the vagueness of language;
I simply choose silence.
Perhaps worst of all about words,
Is that they can lose their luster so devastatingly quickly.
I want meaning to permeate time; to last forever