Dream JournalA compilation of all of the fandom-related dreams I've written in my journal. Some people have asked me to make this, so sorry if this seems random xDDream Journal4 years ago in Humor More Like This
---August 7th, 2008---
OKAY. PEOPLE. I'M FUCKING SCARED AS HELL. I'M NEVER GOING TO SLEEP.
I HAD THIS REALLY WEIRD DREAM LAST NIGHT, AND I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT IT, BUT IF I KEEP THINKING ABOUT IT, I THINK MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE.
PEOPLE. BE PREPARED FOR CRACK.
WAS GOING OUT.
WHAT THE FUCK.
I HATE CRACK PAIRINGS, YET THIS ENDS UP IN MY HEAD. *twitchspasm*
THEY KISSED. IN MY DREAM. WHAT MAKES THAT SCARIER IS THAT I WAS LOOKING THROUGH THE EYES OF SOUL. SGJBJSBGSGBSW. EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO WASH MY MOUTH OUT WITH SOAP.
---August 19th, 2008---
The dream lasted all night, but felt like 5 minutes. So I was looking through the eyes of Soul again, and he was at some random birthday party which I can't recall who's, dressed in a suit (==w=. He was sitting at a table... eating Maka-shaped cookies. That tasted
Crocodile Hunter HaikuJust another night.Crocodile Hunter Haiku7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Then, the headline: "Steve Irwin
Dead at 44."
I just stare in shock.
Did I read that headline right?
Tell me it's not true.
No, it can't be real.
I'll wake up soon and find out
It was just a dream.
Now it's sinking in.
I'd have woken up by now
If I were dreaming.
Now it's been almost
Five months; still I think of you
Ev'ry single day.
It helps to know that
You died doing what you loved,
But the pain's still there.
I miss you, Steve-o.
Animal Planet isn't
The same without you.
Have fun wrangling
Crocodiles up in that big
Outback in the sky.
Pedobear .._,,-~'''¯¯¯''~-,,Pedobear2 years ago in Sketches More Like This
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Kodi's Story 2Kodi slowly opened his eyes as he returned to his situation from a long and very comforting slumber. He remained lying in his big twin bed, the large bulky comforter surrounding him in a big warm embrace just as he wanted. Keeping the large covers over him, the bear cub sighed happily and smiled as he enjoyed the space of his own room, looking around at the walls with blue paint over what was likely the infantile wallpaper of a typical nursery. It wasn't long afterwards that his mother came in to check on him, and upon seeing her cub wide awake she smiled.Kodi's Story 22 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Well hello sweetie. Good morning."
Kodi broke out of his trance and looked to his real mother, smiling right back.
Mrs. Benson came to the side of her baby boy's bed and, after removing the big warm covers from their position over him, lifted her cub into a loving embrace. Kodi, of course, wrapped his little arms right back around her and giggled. He was so
DINE IN HELL?Leonidas: SPARTANS! TONIGHT! WE DINE! IN HELL!DINE IN HELL?2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
spartan1: Hell? But i wanted to go to Mcdonalds
spartan2: Puh-lease, KFC is way better
spartan1: KFC SUCKS!
spartan2: YOU SUCK!
spartan3: How about we go to Dominoes?
spartan 1 and 2: NO!
fightI am lost for words.fight5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What do I say?
Well what can I say?
Ive spat out every insult Ive got.
Im waiting for you to scream back.
But you dont.
I dont know what to expect.
Then it comes.
That one word.
So simple yet such a complex impact.
A rush of emotions.
Which one do I explain?
Emotions cant be explained.
Every one feels them differently.
Then you speak.
I tried. I really did.
So now what do I say?
I dont. I cant.
I start to walk away.
Along with my selfish mind.
But then I here you cry and my heart breaks.
Well dont be.
No one should be sorry for me.
I dont deserve it.
You say its not true and that I deserve the whole world.
Then the anger returns.
I get defensive.
I wish I could control it but its just too hard.
Then the yelling and screaming starts over again.
Over and over.
It just never stops.
Wind and peopleWinter winds in February blowing just as cold as ice. never once do they find welcome, even on the warmest nights. People are much like these winds, seeking homes to rest their heads. But what of it! People are also like the wind in other ways. Fickle and flighty, warm and kind.. cruel and yet self sacrificing. sometimes I wish I wasn't a human anymore.Wind and people2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never Know...: Chapter 1Chap: 1Never Know...: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
" Common Lewiis. Hurry and help me pack! We're gonna be late!" Yushaa Pandaa cried to her older troll friend. Yushaa was off to high school, one on the human planet actually! Most of the reason for that was because there was no known troll schools on Alternia. She was more then excited about it though! Yushaa stuffed the last bit of items she'd planned on taking ,In her large pink tinted suit case before quickly grabbing her stuffed bear 'Bamboo' and set it into one of her hoodie's pockets." Calm down Yushaa, you'll get there on time" Lewiis groaned, he was not a morning person, and the fact that Yushaa hadn't packed the night before caused things to be quiet stressful. Though Lewiis Miklinn would miss his close friend, she was going to be gone for a whole summer! They were like siblings.
Yushaa scurried out of her Pandaa themed bedroom and grabbed Lewis's sleeve, pulling him along with her. " Hurry hurry!". Yushaa ordered. Lewiis merely chuckled, letti
Mission 3- Part 1~ Dawn of the next day ~Mission 3- Part 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
: Location- Creeping Forest, Cinnamon's House :
Cinnamon's voice was like an alarm, but at least it was more pleasant. "Up and at 'em, it's the morning!" Neige felt her body being nudged several times.
"All right, all right. I'm awake." She wearily let the first glimmer of light pass through her eyes. When she saw the Buneary on all fours over her, her face flushed. Red showed through her grey skin. "Cinnamon, why are you... um, on me?"
He stepped back. "Oh, sorry. I overreacted a little bit. The ice water's outside."
Neige sat up. "I'll be back in a moment." She got off her bed and waddled out the door. When she returned, she smelled an aromatic smell.
"Oh, you made breakfast? What is it?"
Cinnamon carried he plates over. "Just a little egg scramble and jam. Jam is a specialty of mine. This one is... Bluk Berry, I believe. It's so convenient there are berries up in the treetop."
Neige looked at the meal with delight. "Are you Arcean?"
"Actually, no. I d
A day in the nighti see the moon as i look in the sky...,my heart beats fast yet so slow..,i can feel my legs grow cold as the frosty air lightly caresses my legs. i close my eyes and let myself fall into a cloud and float away into the night sky...,my body feels so...free. as if i was a bird flying...,but as i open my eyes i see the moon comming closer....wait..no its me...that is comming closer..,the cloud carrys me above the dark blue world below...,my eyes close again, as i feel the shine of the moon agenst my face..,the silver light gleaming across the world as it turns slowly. i open my eyes and see it..,those...grey creators are strang and yet so butiful. then i look down as the earth has become small. i stand and jump from the cloud high up in the sky. as i fall i can see the stars...i can feel the glow as i fall...the cold chill as i fly. i close my eyes for a split second then i open my eyes to see myself standing in the same place...on the sidewalk..looking up at the moon i was seeminly so clA day in the night2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
U.P.R.O.A.R. Chapter 3Viridian Rocket Mission DebriefingU.P.R.O.A.R. Chapter 33 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
MISSION CODENAME: OAK TREE
ACTIVE OPERATIVES: BOSS GIOVANNI, SCOUT TEAM 7B, HEAL TEAM 4, ASSAULT TEAMS 3F AND 2P
TEAM CASUALTIES: ASSAULT TEAM 3F, SCOUT TEAM 7B
TEAM INJURIES: ASSAULT TEAM 2P, HEAL TEAM 4, BOSS GIOVANNI
The Boss called together a search party together to check on the well-being of Pallet Town, more specifically the lab and staff of Prof. Oak's Pokémon Research Laboratory. Oak had requested the town be given no added security so that his research into a cure for U.P.R.O.A.R. could go unhindered. After much reassuring that the Mr. Mime there would be plenty enough protection, we left the professor to his work. He usually sent progress reports timely every week for us to forward to the other professors but he's missed his last two reports. So, as an act of precaution, he gathered a group to go check on the town, and permanently post as security in the town. On the expedition was some of the be
American GMO Against the WorldAmerican GMO Against the World3 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Clash of Cultures: American GMOs Against the World
When people think of the United States, the first thing that comes to mind is a country with a lot of money, a lot of resources, and freedom for every man, woman, and child. Some would say Americans are unhealthy because we eat too much, don't exercise enough, and are simply lazy. While some of that is true, it is also the foods that our corporations release to the general public that cause major health problems, which in certain cases leads to obesity. In fact, "European supermarket shelves are practically devoid of any products with GMO ingredients." (Miller) Why? Because of mandatory labeling. Plus, their media, food activists, and governments have revealed the many risks of GMO crops and the synthetic foods manufactured from them to a now-educated public." There are many countries worldwide have banned genetically modified foods, including Norway, Austria, Germany, United Kingdom
impulses part 1impulses part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So whats are mission for today?" a brunet girl asked excitedly, peering around the sharp yet visible corner. Her cool ice cold blue haired friend ignored as she was there at the briefing was her memory the size of a gold fish?
But the burnet girl contained to bother him with her questions. She was bored and he could tell by her tone.
" HELLO!!???" She yelled coming into his space "earth to jack?!? Are you even listening?"
"For god sake Nic don't you shut up" he glared down his nose at her. She was still intruding his air space. He place his hands on her chest and gave her a light shove well her petty face blushed pale pink.
"You know why where here so stop asking."
"But...." She was cut off by a small clink sound coming from around the corner. Jacks jerked from his relaxed position and readied his gun. He glanced in Nic's direction to give her orders but she had ran off with her blade staff charging towards the nose.
He sighed and followed after her looking around for anything surpris
False Angel's GlowSnow drifted down slowly from the dark clouded sky, collecting in banks on the sidewalk, on the road, the signs. The street light flickered overhead, casting a gold wash over her face, a halo around her hair. Those pale blue eyes captured him, sunk into him like the fangs of a beast, unrelenting. His heart skipped.False Angel's Glow3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her lips pulled into a knowing smile, she tilted her head against the lamppost, crossing her arms. For all she exuded in confidence and charm, for the arrogance of the body she was putting on display, the feral glow in her eyes, he could only hear one thing, one voice, one question ringing in his ears.
Do you hate me?
"Do you want me?" she asked, extending a hand to him, bare, obscene, delicate and pale.
His gaze dragged itself back to her face, lost in those masked blue eyes, her cheeks and nose red from the chill. Like a child.
But she wasn't a child.
Though he wasn't slurring, his vision was not hazy, and the t
DepressionDear D.,Depression3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
How are you? It's me again. Welcome back, I know you are arriving very soon and I would love to go pick you up when you get here. I know I pushed you away last time, but I'm inviting you back with open arms. I need you, I always have. You've been with me for half of my life and it's just not the same. No more saying Goodbye. You knew that, of course, because you never said it. You always kept finding a way to wander and slip into my mind, twisting and turning everything without even being here. It keeps coming back over and over, and it's still here. Just a thought, an idea, a seed planned into my mind. Do you put it there?
Death and hurt and feeling alone and unwanted and feeling like there is no hope or point and it's time to give up. Before, after you finally left, when I pushed you away, I thought you would be gone for good. I rejoiced and sang pr
Meeting the Red Velvet Man P3Meeting the Red Velvet Man P33 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I woke up to the scent of fire. My arm felt like lead from the day previous. It must have still been healing. I glanced over to find that it had a fresh bandage. I sat up, and before I could call for anyone, Scarlet approached the room, a toothpick hanging out of his mouth. His arms were tucked behind his head, and it illustrated how carefree he must have felt. I couldn't help but wonder how the lower half of his skin stayed on his body without help. Must have been how he stood.
I tried to stand, but he stopped me.
"Nah. You gotta eat first." he insisted. Monica teeted behind Scarlet with a plate of food. It didn't look like it came from the desert. In fact, it looked like it came from a particularly fancy restaurant. Scarlet answered before I could ask.
"It's from Nimbasa City, the place across the desert. They've got really good stuff." he said with a smirk. Monica handed me the plate, and he wasn't kidding. Slow roasted meat and steamed vegetables. I looked at him with an expression
Could This Be the End?V sat still in the shadows, crouched on the very lip of a building, searching the streets below for her target. For the past week, Daniel Ferris had taken this exact route home from work; she'd made sure, seeking out all final options for the kill site. This was the emptiest, with only a rare passerby, and the apartment building she sat on now quiet with darkly windows.Could This Be the End?3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Since she was technically working, V was wearing a simple black dress over a red turtleneck and shiny red-leather shoes. Strapped to her right thigh were a series of needles of varying lengths, and on the opposite leg was her handgun, the one with a tiny chip out of the tip of the barrel. Right to the very left of her navel were two capped syringes, both filled with equally deadly, equally painful poisons.
The longer she waited, the more restless she became. V needed to get back, she needed to talk to him...
She remembered now. The very first night after she was sent out for this job, she had finally pieced everything t
Impatient CupidAngie smiled proudly as she left the music booth and skipped back toImpatient Cupid3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
her spot behind the bar. She leaned against the bar and watched the
couple anxiously. Macchiato held out his hand for Xiaolian to take and
led her into a gentle dance. Angie's excitement was obvious to Toni as
he walked up to her, scoffing in amusement. "You're officially
obsessed." Angie stuck her tongue out at him and went back to the
"Hellooooo! This is, like, Lotus' first date!"
"No, her first date was with Quint, the poor girl." Angie turned to
him, puffing her cheeks.
"Hey, he looked cute and he was willing to go on a blind date. How was
I supposed to know he was gonna try to have sex with her?!"
"The fact that he stared at your breasts the whole time was a good
hint." Angie opened her mouth to say something then seemed to deflate
and simply turned away from him. She watched Macchiato and Xiaolian
and smiled as he gently swayed her and guided her across the floor.
This was the happiest she'd seen on Xiao
Kostya's personality ProfileKostya's personality Profile3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
First name: Kostya
Middle name: Lei
Date of birth: Dec 13th
Current residence: Unknown
Relationship status: Single
Social status: Unpopular
Traits of Voice
Accent (if any): Somewhat German accent.
Language spoken: German
other languages known: English and Russian
Volume of voice: soft but assertive.
Weight: 150 lb
Eye colour: Right: Red, Left: Blue
Skin colour: Pale Peach
Distinguishing features: Different eye colors
Build of body: Muscles are defined, but you don't notice them under his clothes
Hair style: Emo Apparently
Posture: Depends on situation
Tattoos: None yet
Piercings: Snake bites, and multiple ear piercings
Typical clothing: whatever demi draws him in .
Is seen by others as: Quiet, a bit weird.
Likes: family, friends, humans, his brother-en, video games, raves, skate boarding, singing - mostly to himself lol, art,
Campfire SongCampfire Song3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Warm, much too warm but no one would draw away from the fire. Palms reached out, shaking knees locked together, toes digging into the sand. Darkness enveloped the horizon in every direction, shafts of moonlight painting the tips of dunes and cacti with silver between cracks in the clouds. Kraken glanced up and stared into the dark, blue eyes wide as another shriek of a sand trap sounded in the distance.
No one spoke, but a collective shiver ran down their spines. Windy sighed, the human sound surprising the rest of them, and she placed her forehead against her knees, long blonde hair slipping from behind her ear. From across the small fire, Fringe winced when a loud growl escaped his stomach. They were all tired, they were all hungry. But none of them were going to say it out loud. None of them were going to admit their weakness.
"I think we're going the right way," Kraken murmured, breaking th
A Gift for a Free Spirit"Well...here you are."A Gift for a Free Spirit3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"J-Just take it. Is it not tradition to give someone a gift for Valentine's Day?"
Well, this was...different.
The tradition of Valentine's Day was something that Olivier Marceau didn't exactly celebrate under normal circumstances, but for some reason, he had been pretty much told to celebrate it this year. Not only that, but he was told to find a gift and give it to someone he hadn't even properly met! What kind of a Valentine's Day was that supposed to be? Olivier thought that the whole idea behind Valentine's Day was to share it with someone you loved and cared about, not some random person who you only heard of and seen a single time! But I'm getting a tad ahead of myself. Let's start from the very beginning:
It was a rather peaceful and quiet winter day, and Olivier was sitting by the fireplace of his parents' old home. It was a scenario that had been played out repeate
The Midnight DancerI remember seeing her for the first timea ghost, an angel. She wore a white dress and her blonde hair shimmered in the moonlight.The Midnight Dancer3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On her face was a smile brighter than the moon.
I stood behind the tree and watched herspinning slow pirouettes and bending so gracefully I imagined a weeping willow with its long tresses blowing gently in the breeze. I wondered what a lone girl, one who looked so fragile, could possibly be doing dancing in the middle of a field past midnight.
I took a step closer, compelled, and stepped on a twig. The moment of magic disappeared. The girl turned on her heel and ran, her bare feet barely leaving whispers on the grass.
I stared at the computer screensomething I'd been doing for over five consecutive hours. I had to do a creative writing assignment and of all words I'd been given, it was 'Happiness'. Normally, the words would've flown out. All I had to do was write about a kid who got a new dress for her birthday and I knew I would ace it. I
WoI: Retrieving the StoneWoI: Retrieving the Stone3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
The tea was warm within Amethyst's hand as she watched the steam circle its way up from the cup. Passed the steam the old man shook slightly, his tea sloshing over the rim. He had kind eyes that seemed to see more than he lead on and his mustache scarcely moved when he brought the rim of the cup to his lips.
Bowing her head she said, "Thank you for your hospitality Sir Griffp-ton, it is a welcomed gesture." It was true that not many of the other inhabitants she crossed paths with were this generous. She set her half empty cup down on the small table reaching for the teapot and with a soft smile asked, "Would you care for some more?"
She did not actually see the smile but the elevation in his eyebrows and the way his mustache stretched outward she had a sense that he was. Pooring the tea carefully the old man said, "I do not get guests as humble as you, child. It seems many of the passerbyers would rather continue their journey than take a minute to chat," his laugh was a little dry sou