Aqua-Lisa, chapter 5Chapter 5: Aqua-Lisa vs. Dr. ColossusAqua-Lisa, chapter 5 in Short Stories More Like This
As Lisa swum forwards, she was struggling to keep her speed up. She could have also used her powers to rocket herself forwards through the water, but she wanted to save those powers for her possible confrontation with Dr. Colossus.
After reaching the international water borders, Lisa started looking for anything suspicious at the ocean bottom. However, she saw nothing.
"Darn it", she thought. "How can one underwater base hide itself so well? I better surface to see if I see the oil tanker."
Lisa surfaced and looked around. When she looked towards the coast, she saw something odd in the sky.
Lisa was both shuddering and surprised. Not only was she afraid of pigeons, she was also surprised to see them so far off coast. It wasn't even the traveling season yet.
"That's odd", Lisa thought out loud. "Pigeons don't usually fly so far out sea. Something funny is going on."
Then Lisa remembered something she had read about pigeons.
Afterschool Mummies"Are you kidding me?"Afterschool Mummies in General Fiction More Like This
The sound of that shout would have rippled through Sakuragaoka High School had it been louder. Afterschool Tea Time was supposed to be practicing today, but Yui's odd suggestion had thrown Mio in a bad mood. It didn't help that Yui had brought the supplies for her odd plan, which was enough bandages in her bag to fill a hospital. The other girls were just confused about the whole thing.
"Don't be like that, Mio," replied Yui. "It's just for fun."
"You want to be mummified! Why would that be fun?" asked Mio. "Where did you even get that idea?"
"History class," explained Yui. "The teacher was talking all about mummies and their wrappings and I thought it would look cozy, like being wrapped in a sleeping bag. So I thought you girls could try that on me. I'd rather do that with my best friends than with someone else."
"I'm for it!" cheered Ritsu. "Could be amusing to see."
"I wouldn't mind a day off to try something different," remarked Tsumugi.
"Well, I guess it's sm
Wrapping ProblemsIt was getting close to bedtime as Sapphire finished up her modifications to her latest binding spell. The last few tests and tweaks had made for some promising results and it was hoped this would make it last longer with minimal user drain. With any luck, it would make controlling wild animal specimens easier.Wrapping Problems in Short Stories More Like This
Of course, Sapphire didn't dare mentioned she'd be using her own take on the spell on herself and her boyfriend for their own pleasure.
With the last of the adjustments made, Sapphire quietly cast the spell. As she spoke, red wrappings materialized before her and began to wrap around her body, soon cocooning her. This time around, she found herself more fully cocooned, coated from head to toe with only her eyes and some small openings for her nose left open. It cost a little more magic power than she thought it would, but it was within acceptable amounts.
Pleased with this new change, Sapphire wriggled and squirmed in her new bindings, finding them to be as secure as they had be
Replacement MummyIt was a beautiful day at the local college. Ms. Johnson, the local history teacher, was busy giving another one of her usual lectures. During the course of it, she seemed to be looking at one of her students, Christina, a bit more than usual. Like she had some interest. As Christina brushed a back a lock of her short blond hair from her eyes, she pondered what the teacher could be looking at her for. For now, she just brushed it off as nothing. Eventually, class ended and the students began to file out, but Ms. Johnson approached Christina.Replacement Mummy in Short Stories More Like This
"Excuse me, but could I see you after class for a bit?"
"Umm.....sure, Ms. Johnson...."
Inside, Christina began to worry - she was worried about that recent test and was terrified that this is about that result. In the office, Ms. Johnson simply sat at her chair. Near her was a roll of medical bandages and a large sarcophagus. She looked at Christina with a sly smile.
"Christina, how would you like to help me with a little something?" she asked cal
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Introooo *-*(Si no quieres , salteatela >.
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Kidnapped Ch. 5Kidnapped! Chapter 5Kidnapped Ch. 5 in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Milhouse Van Houten ran down the sidewalk past his house. His mom, Luann, called for him many times, but he ignored her. The only thing on his mind was the fact that his true love was gone. And It could be that way for rest of his life. He stopped at what seemed to be a Great Shadow. It looked all too firmiliar -- and sounded that way too.
"What are you doing, guffball?" came the voice.
"I was looking for...Maggie?" Milhouse tried again. Then a pounding sensation flew into the center of his stomach.
"HA-HA!" came a laugh from the same voice.
"Nelson! Leave me alone!" moaned Milhouse.
"That's for actually caring about people!" he declaired, walking in a different direction. Milhouse paced down the sidewalk once more.
After a long half hour of scattering around town for Lisa, he was led back to the Simpson's house, in search for Bart's letter. He bursted through the door, identical as how he did previously, and swarmed Bart for the letter.
"Give me the letter! I ne
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Bart Simpson walked in his house and plopped on the couch. He reached for the remote and pressed the on button. Itchy & Scratchy was on, so he continued to watch TV. Marge walked in the room with a concerned look on her face.
"Bart, have you seen your sister Lisa?" she asked.
"She went to the library I think."
"How long has she been there?"
"I don't know."
"Did she say when she was coming back?"
"Okay, thanks Bart."
Marge walked in the kitchen and grabbed her car keys.
"Bart, stay here with Maggie, I'm running to the Kwik-E-Mart really quick, I'll be back in ten minutes."
"kay." Bart responded. As soon as she left, Bart grabbed the telephone and dialed Milhouse's number.
"Hey Milhouse wanna come over?"
"Well, I'm doing my homework..."
"Homework can eat my shorts."
"Okay I'll be over then-" and the dail tone was all left to hear. Bart hung up the phone and immediatley bursted in, panting.
"Sorry I took so long, Bart. I was looking for.
RevealedRevealed by preety_lady_serenityRevealed in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: The characters are the intellectual property of Matt Groening, not mine.
Charles Montgomery Burns woke up by a soft nudge. He let a groan escape from his ancient lips and tried to open his heavy eyelids.
"Good morning sir," he heard the soft voice that awoke him every day. The hand that rested on his shoulder until he woke up moved away slowly and for a second Burns had the urge to grab the costumed soft hand and hug it closely. Not even Bobo had given him such warmth before and Bobo was his oldest and best friend. That hand, Smithers' hand, seemed very soft and tender that moment. He controlled the urge, nevertheless, and wondered on whether he was becoming a senile old coot.
Smithers opened the curtains slowly and just enough for a little sunligh
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Disclaimer: The characters belong to Matt Groening, not me.
Smithers knew he was too old to cry but when Mr. Burns took him to buy Mrs. Bouvier's ring, he could not control himself and run home crying.
Waylon was crying because the other kids were teasing him on how his dad had left his mum, when Mr. Burns appeared and chased them away with his cane, instantly becoming his hero.
Mr. Burns was shocked to realise that every single one of his good and comforting memories of the last twenty years included Smithers.
Charles Montgomery Burns could never understand why Smithers always bought a heart-shaped box of chocolates, which they shared together in February 15th the day after Valentine's Day.
When he heard a billionaire offering the young man a better business deal, Monty Burns run towards them and dragged away Waylon possessively for no one was allowed to 'court' his assistant.
Dreams of you - PoemIn a world I've always dreamed ofDreams of you - Poem in Free Verse More Like This
In a place so far away
So real I could almost reach you
I'll find you there one day
Will you ever know me?
When you see me face
Will you recognise me?
Share a first embrace.
I know what horrors hunt you
I've seen them in yours eyes
Will you let me save you?
Or hide behind your lies
You can't deny the bond between us
Not blood, nor flesh, nor bone
Something that connects us
That we can call our own
And though I've never found you
I still know that you're there
The one I call beloved
A name I knows unfair
I know it can't last forever
Or even for a day
This is just a dream
The sun light will steal away
How I feelHow I wish I could hide them all.How I feel in Free Verse More Like This
Keep them bottled far behind closed doors.
But I'm not that strong and can't keep them in
In that battle my emotion always win.
I put a brave smile on the life that I lead
Knowing all the time that inside I bleed.
My heart what's to fly, there are no limits on my dreams
But that are all too many limits in real life it seems.
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My legs feel so weak...
I can't see straight...
I think I should lay down...
It's gathering day. The day where Patapolis stocks up its resources. And today, Bohrok and Rutina are assigned to do the first gathering. However...
"In the Field of Spores, specifically." Rutina said.
"What? You know that place is known for putting people into sleep, and Ton expects us to go there?"
Rutina examined the flyer Ton gave. "Well, that's what he said. Besides, I can whip up a Waking Potion for the two of us."
"But-" Bohrok protested.
"Relax, Bohrok, it'll be fine. We'll just go there, get some mushrooms, and get out of there. It'll be easy."
Bohrok is comforted.
The Field of Spores is a giant field overgrown with mushrooms of varying sizes, ranging from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a house. The mushrooms release so much spores in the air that it refracts the l
I. The Beginning"In the Beginning, only the Supreme existed,"I. The Beginning in Free Verse More Like This
"King of all Kings, wielder of magic of the Gods."
"On the First Fate, He created the Clock and the Comet,"
"Which created the heavens above."
"The Second Fate came, and He created the Flower,"
"Which bloomed life throughout the Void."
"The Third Fate has passed, and the Scythe was created,"
"Which played the strings of death."
"The Supreme rested, and His children,"
"Shall soon play in the gears of destiny."
soy 46% emo!!!"pon una x en las sentencias que sean de tu preferencia"soy 46% emo!!! in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
[x]Odias al mundo. (solo cuando tengo un mal malisimob dia!!!)
[x]Odias la sociedad
[x]Piensas que los vampiros son, como dicen los chiquillos de hoy, "k3wlsz".
[ ]Escribes poesía.
[ ]Te tiñes el pelo de color negro para Halloween.
[ ]Llevas delineador negro/azul con frecuencia.
[ ]Escribes poesía que no es para el colegio
[x]Estas fuertemente obsesionado con la oscuridad.(cuando me enonjo claro...)
[x]Piensas que el amor es un desperdicio de tiempo (esqe no qiero enamorarme)
[x]Te has rendido al mundo (cuandso tengo qe aser tareas dificiles!!!)
[ ]Has ido a comprar al Euro Centro / Portal Lyon (Chile)
[ ]Has gastado mas de $50000 en el Euro Centro./ Portal Lyon
[ ]Tienes mas brazaletes que un Ruso.
[ ]Tienes un collar de perro que no es para tu perro.
[x]Eres extremadamente pálido (PORQE!!!! PORQE SOY TAN PALIDA!!! TTATT)
[ ]Eres miembro de algún club/web de poesía
[ ]Eres ateo o agnóstico.
SideShowSEVER pt.1SideShowSEVER pt.1 in Short Stories More Like This
Spite spread in the darkness. A pernicious desire, that finally is rewarded with bittersweet satisfaction. The air were stuffy and imbued with the salty scent of dry tears and sweat- and first time in his life he could breath free, he sucked the beautiful fragrance of revenge in his lungs . The dark blood smeared into the eclipse and the sfumato border between them disappeared. His eyes glittered as his look glanced fleetingly at the ruby-red tincture, that flew trough the night; he could feel the metallic-sweet taste on his tongue.
One can't describe what joy a killer feels while torturing his victim. One