Perfect in theoryA crime is perfected through planning and precisionPerfect in theory in Free Verse More Like This
three parts are aqquired through theory and comprehension
Therefore the dead of night cannot be perfect
neither can be the deadly act
Therefore perfect is a dream
just the thought of perfect
just an unheard scream
three parts theory one part precision
and you've lost all hope in the completion
of the heist of the mission of getting away scot free
This is why, perfect is only found in theory
Thought I Loved - Heart "AcheI wonder what he is doingThought I Loved - Heart "Ache in Free Verse More Like This
Where he is
He might be thinking of me
Oh i wish it could be
Darling, he doesn't know you
He met you once
He didn't fall for you
Like you for him
I know he loves me
Wait and see
He will come to me
And in love forever we'll be
I can feel it
It is all in your head dear
You can't just rush into things hoping he will feel the same
But he will, i'll show you
She pulled out her laptop and facebooked a message to him
Hoping for the reply that was coming
Now we wait
I'll show you hes the one
We will be together forever
He is the only one
Please don't wait for the answer dear
You don't realise how unclear
It seems for you right now
Are you sure hes the one for you
the laptop beeped and she looked up with glee
She clicked the note and looked at it gladly
"Sure, lets meet sometime, that place in the corner
See you, goodbye XOXO"
I knew it, hes the one for me
Typing back "Tommorow afternoon"
See you honey
Blood-like beautyIt drips down so happilyBlood-like beauty in Free Verse More Like This
The blood, so beatifully
It dances on the edge of a knife
Balancing and balancing
Till finally it drops
It lies on the ground
The energy still there
And its beauty still hangs...
The red swirls of crimson life
Drop by drop hit the knife
The beauty seems so infinite
The drops still fall, one by one
The crimson colours dancing along
The cuts keep deepening
Blood keeps dripping
Till i'm sleeping in a pool of beauty
My tired eyes slowly close
as i watch the crimson, liquid rose
Surrounding my face, my neck and clothes
Happy EndingsTheres no painHappy Endings in Free Verse More Like This
As the rain pours down sunset
There's no happy ending's just stories that haven't ended yet
Theres no life
As love becomes a paperback
And books be burned
For emotions can give away your position
Sometimes happy endings seem so real
Till the makeups gone
And the doors are closed
Screams are thrown in the air
Punches, fists, pulling of hair
Sometimes i wonder what the ending of cinderellas life was
Did she die alone after her king had passed
Did she see that girl, he grabbed her skinny little arse
Did she get the witch to poison the fruit
And watched him writhe and die
There's no happy ending's just stories that haven't ended yet
And were all leading our own story
So don't let it get to you
No need for happy endings
Just two words
Peaceful and vengeful
Its all you need
Friends?Lets just be friendsFriends? in Free Verse More Like This
To be truthful i am saying
I don't want it to end
Us being together
Just not allowed to touch
even though i seem to wither
I want to, so much
Lets just be friends
No need for this to end
Lets stay together
While i am starting to wither
away from you
Lets be friends
Even if it means my end
lets just be friends while i am sitting alone
Nothing can be done
Lets just be friends
Hmm, how bout no
Deeper and DemonicI want your beauty in my arms eternally.Deeper and Demonic in Free Verse More Like This
Or from now till the end.
I shall hold your hand.
And kiss your sweet lips.
And it shall light up the planets and stars
I want your heart in sync with mine eternally.
Or from now till the dead
I shall touch your hand
And smooch your sweet lips
And it shall light up the darkness of the earth
I want my fire in your thighs eternally
Or from now till im done
I shall grip your hand
And pash your mouth
And it shall make me laugh at your screams
MindYour mind's not lostMind in Free Verse More Like This
Its hiding in the clouds
And It's waiting to be found
Your mind's not lost
Rose by rose it is crowned
It is sitting, on a throne of thorns
One by one, the needles go down
Your minds not lost
Just under the shroud
Its happy their
Hidden from all these other clowns
Your minds not lost
Just hidden in the clouds
And wishing not to be found
Because all its irationalities tossed out the door
And this information shall cost even more
Now that my mind has been bound
Love is blind, I am deathScreaming out the wordsLove is blind, I am death in Free Verse More Like This
I cant take it anymore
Death can come as it wants
I dont care anymore
I wanted love, i love you
Seems they dont think i do
They dont know you
Im not sure
But you dont deserve it
Not at all
In anger I watch
There not caring at all
I want to sit alone
I dont want it anymore
Emotions seem senseless
Love even more
If i really think
I love you even more
My body doesnt show it
My hearts inside
My brain controls my body
My brain packed up and died
My life seems all the more lonely
You can see it in my eyes
Invisible tears rain down from their sides
I wanted love, not this strife
Now I want it to end this life
I dont trust myself
So who can i trust
I decieve myself too much to know
Like metronomes my mind goes to and fro
I wanted love, I dont get what I want
So cuts seem irrational
Death seems right
If I can't have you
There's no need for this life
Because my love is blind
My brain is going deaf
As my love for life will leave
When you breathe your last
Go To Bed___2?Sleep, eyes wide openGo To Bed___2? in Free Verse More Like This
Sleep-ing all alone
Sleep, eyes wide open
Go to bed
Don't leave them open
Dreaming all day
and drifting till night
Sleeping all night
as your eyes wide open
see a bird take flight
Sleep, sleep forever
Live life, close together
Live life, bonded together
I amI am the contempt of resentful livesI am in Free Verse More Like This
The horror before and behind your eyes
I am the fear, the pain the lies
Feel some horror, some murder, some fun
I am the laughs of maniacal madmen
I am the shock of my electrostatic brethren
I am the cuts of blade, of both catholic and heathen
Fighting over existence
Of burning decadence
I am a liar
Lying to you all
I am not murderous nor madmen nor am i a fool
I am but one lonesome boy
Using devious measures and masterful ploys
To make believe the existence
Of another god
Hades the horror
I am hoarding for souls
And filling it with blood, my dinner bowl(s)
Outbreak Ch. 5OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 5: Feared and Forgotten
"I KNOW WHO'S WORLD THIS IS!!!" Yoriuku was practically skipping around the garden of his inner world.
Rukoro walked up next to him. "Well do you know where the portal may be?"
Yoriuku stopped and thought for a second. "I know somebody who would SHRANIA!!"
"What are you doing here?" A nearby waterfall parted, creating an archway. A woman in a black dress walked forward with a slightly annoyed look on her face.
Setsuna ran up and started pulling on the woman's arm. "Aww. Come on Shran, give us a hand."
"GET OFF ME!" Shrania's eyes glowed and Setsuna was pushed back a few feet.
Setsuna managed to regain her balance before toppling over. "Shran's not nice."
"That's Shrania no Kuroyou Hime to you!"
"What a mouthful."
Yoriuku stepped in between the two girls before things got out of hand. "Come on now Shran, we're kind of in a hurry. Have you seen anything
Outbreak Ch. 4OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 4: Dancing in the Dark
"Why is every place we go so creepy?" Kisara looked around at her surroundings.
The world they were in was now was dark rocky region. There were cliffs everywhere and rocks were jutting out from the sides. These allowed the group to scale the cliff for a better view, which they did upon entering this world. While heading up they noticed many dark holes of varying sizes.
They would have been alright with that. But when Kisara went to see what was in it, a dark ooze came out and started edging closer to her. After that, it was decided to avoid these holes were best to be avoided.
Yoriuku scanned the area to try to find some clue as to who's mind this was. "This isn't Syphira's world so I'm guessing the 12th Divisioner?"
Setsuna laughed. "Last time you guessed, you said my world was Rukoro's."
A noise that sounded like a small chuckle came from Rukoro
New Threat - PrologueNew ThreatNew Threat - Prologue in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prologue Future History
Over the past 150 years, many events have occurred. Almost every captain of the original 13 captains from the Aizen incident has been replaced. There has even been a treaty between shinigami and intelligent hollows.
Rather than go through all the transfers, it would be better just to tell the story of certain events.
**********100 Years From Present**************
It has been years since Kurotsuchi has been sound of mind. In fact, his acts of cruelty and insubordination have increased. For the past 14 years, he has had a guard tail him and watch his every move. At the moment, Nemu Kurotsuchi was within the confines of Squad 4 due to a failed experiment.
The rare yell of Satomi Shizujima was heard throughout the R&D Division of Squad 12. The guard that had been assigned to watch the crazed captain had gone missing for the past 8 hours.
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Two men wearing black cloaks decorated walked in the shadows of the Sand Village. They were heading toward a mansion that was against the cliff. Not far away was the Puppet Corps Headquarters.
The one with night-vision-like goggles spat on the ground. "I hate nobles. Spoiled brats who don't understand what others have to go through to in order to survive."
The other man sighed. "Calm down Migaku. You know the Fushikouya's a bunch of bleeding hearts who spend their time 'helping' others. They're pacifistic weakling who despise fighting."
"That's another reason to hate them. They have one of the strongest weapons in their possession and they refuse to use it due to casualties. THEY SHOULD GIVE IT TO SOMEONE WHO WILL USE IT!"
"I fully agree. Let's go play a visit then."
"DADDY!! Look! I made my first puppet from scratch!!! I call him Uni
Outbreak Ch. 1OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Epidemic
"NEMU, YOU FOOLISH CHILD! You brought me the wrong me the wrong veil!" It had been about a year since the Winter War and Mayuri Kurotsuchi had not changed at all. If anything, his ego just grew a few hundred times after his victory over the scientific Espada 8, Szayel Aporro Grantz. Since then Mayuri had gone through many of the experiments found in the Arrancar's lab. Not much was useful, but some things made him curious.
At the moment, he was going over some of the viral data. The one he was going over right now did not seem to have any purpose. In other words, it was driving him mad and he was looking for anybody else to blame for his lack of knowledge. So, as usual, he focused his anger on his lieutenant. "DAMN YOU!!! YOU BROUGHT ME A DEAD SPECIMIN!!!"
"I did not know that it was dead. They all looked the sam" She was cut sh
Outbreak Ch. 3OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 3: Golems, Shadows, and Harpies
"Captain, the head count for all the squads has come in." Shizuko handed the report to her captain.
Unohana had ordered that all shinigami from every squad check in with their captain before continuing their duties. So far, this method was successful in showing who was and was not sick. Niji Metsuki from Squad 10 had come to report that everybody in her squad was fine and healthy. But then she passed out and was now in a bed with the same conditions as Unohana's other patients.
The captain sighed as she looked over the list. "Two people are missing, both of Squad 2 and both high ranking officers. If you two aren't busy, would you mind going to look for them?" Unohana looked up at Douglas and Kaji who were still sitting in the room.
Douglas stood up almost immediately. "Why not?"
Kaji got up hesitantly and followed.
Outbreak Ch. 2OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 2: Gathering
"I REFUSE TO DO SUCH A THING WITHOUT COMPENSATION!!" Mayuri was having a difficult time accepting what Houtai just told him. He, Captain Unohana, and Head Captain Yamamoto all just went into Mayuri's lab to inform him that he was to give the 4th Division anything they requested until all the comatose patients regained consciousness.
Houtai gave Mayuri the order in a less than gentle way. "You've been ordered to do whatever we say until everything involving this matter you caused has been resolved. Any attempt to do anything to one of the patients without permission will result in imprisonment in the Maggot's Nest- same cell as your last visit."
"I told him not to mention that." Lieutenant Douglas Chrona of the 13th Division was standing outside the room with two of his subordinates, both of whom were laughing. One was Setsuna, who was at the moment making faces and mocking the 12th Divis
Outbreak Ch. 7OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 7: No Trust, No Mask, No End
Kisara was skipping through her inner world leading the other to the rift which was a little bit in the distance. It was similar to Rukoro's; a bright blue sky with thick clouds floating a few inches off the ground. Feathers were floating in mid air all around. One of the most noticeable traits was the large pink fluffballs that were scattered all around.
Rukoro hit one of these and watched it float off. "This is the fuzziest place I've ever seen."
Setsuna was skipping alongside Kisara. "I LIKE IT!"
Yoriuku had grabbed one of the fluff and took a bite at it. "It's not cotton candy "
Houtai was ignoring the scenery. He looked completely out of place. "Lets go."
Kisara ran ahead and stopped him. He turned and looked at her as she put one of the pink fuzzies on his head.
"Nah It doesn't suit you."
Rukoro shook her head as mo
Outbreak Ch. 6OUTBREAKOutbreak Ch. 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 6: Thorny Situation
We find our group in a world where the ground is made entirely of clouds. There was a slight wind that seemed to carry whispers. They were incoherent to the group, but they seemed to hold some meaning.
Setsuna wasn't quite happy with the change of scenery. "I wanted to stay on the beach."
Rukoro walked up next to her. "Sorry it's not as cozy, but I like it. And if you want to leave so badly, follow me."
Setsuna looked around. "I kind of like a bit I take it this is your place Rukoro."
The ninja nodded and walked forward. Yoriuku ran ahead of her. "Just two more to go! Hurry up!"
Rukoro sprinted forward and was able to grab him by the back of his shihakusho. "OI! LET ME GO! I CAN SEE THE PORTAL!!"
"There are some holes around here. Because of the clouds you can't see them. Trust me when I say that they're there."
One Piece - Blackjack FreedomThe white haired boy used the curtain to wipe the blood off his sword. The newly free slave stepped over the body of his former owner and looked around the manor for a new set of clothes. After 12 years of slavery he had finally done what few have. He had killed the man that bought him. The man was a cruel former blacksmith who had done many unforgivable things to many people. The slave was the only one to survive his last atrocity when the man, in a drunken rage, burned down the hut that his slaves slept in. Luckily, the slave was locked in the forge making swords for his master.One Piece - Blackjack Freedom in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
When he discovered this the next morning, he went to give his master the sword he had finished. The sadistic master was impressed with the sword and threatened The slave to make more or he would meet the same fate as the others. The slave decided then and there to test the sword. After a brief fight,
EmptinessEmptinessEmptiness in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I give you the impression that I'm okay.
But inside, I wait and slowly decay.
People don't need to know my struggle.
I don't need help to untangle...
But in reality I do need help.
I can't say that I feel the need to yelp.
So I will stay here and say I'm fine.
I'll wait and suffer in this empty shell of mine.
I Don't Know...I Don't Know...I Don't Know... in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know what you want.
But I want to be free from you.
I don't know what you need.
But I need isolation.
I don't know what you fear.
But I fear you.
I don't know how you feel.
But I feel despair and agony.
I don't know what you take.
But I have taken enough.
I don't know what you choose.
But I made my choice.
I don't know who you are.
And I don't want to anymore.
Broken Door IIBroken Door IIBroken Door II in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I stare at the broken door and key.
These actions was meant to let my world be.
But I look back at my childhood.
And I see all of the things that altered my mood.
When I was young, I was attacked by fire.
And to stay away from it, is my desire.
When I was young, I got picked on endlessly.
And now I stray away from people carelessly.
When I was young, I went without a home.
And now I feel so worrisome.
When I was young, I had to love, with no interest back.
And when I got hurt, it was happiness that I lack.
When I was young, I've wanted to end it all.
But I was glad there was someone that heard my call.
And I look around my world.
And I feel so cold.
But I finally see the light at the end.
From the help of a former love, a friend.
It was her that dragged me out of my hole.
But it was also her that I rid my life of whole.
It's too late to fix the key, but something can be done.
I can open another door to the world, not just one.
And keep guard, to protect my world from the
Holier Than ThouHolier Than ThouHolier Than Thou in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Try to point the finger and lie.
Just to make a person cry.
Judge a book by its cover.
Assault until despair takesover.
Before you judge me, look at you.
Is this all you have time to do?
I only heard crap from your mouth.
Bet your mind is happy with its youth.
So just grow the hell up.
And forgiveness will wait at the top.
RuinRuinRuin in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My world around me is dying.
The people I trust are leaving.
The places I loved are breaking.
The happiness I seeked is decaying.
The ones that I have held close to me,
Are the ones who have to leave me be.
Yet within all the turmoil, within the ruin,
I have found a light that will let me in.
But when I get closer to serenity,
I lose all strength and mobility.
As it turns out, the light I had seeked,
Was just a hole, where the devil had peeked.
DifferenecesDifferencesDiffereneces in Free Verse More Like This
What do you mean I'm different?
Is their such a thing as normal?
Must everyone walk the same,
wearing the same clothes?
Must everyone have the same haircut,
and wear the same hat to cover it?
Must everyone like the same things,
and hate everything else?
Must everyone be monotone,
and have no accent at all?
It's not the similarities that make us.
It's the differences that form us.
Take it away, and life would be boring.
Because it is the differences that make life worthwhile.
RedemptionRedemptionRedemption in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't stand this new me anymore.
This disguise that covers my core.
This shroud that holds my identity.
But it can't take my quality.
Time to break this mask for good.
Time to go back, like I should.
All my friends can come out of cover,
Because now, this corruption is over!
Black Winged AngelBlack Winged AngelBlack Winged Angel in Free Verse More Like This
The black winged angel fell.
A trail of darkness on his way down.
For years, the angel stayed,
In the black abyss of hell.
But this time ends now.
The fallen shall rise anew.
The blood shall be swept away.
The tears shall be forgotten.
The lost souls shall be reborn.
The world will now accept,
The new black winged angel,
That will rise and conquer,
The despair of life.
And come out standing.
OneOneOne in Free Verse More Like This
The war has taken its toll on me.
Destruction as far as I once saw.
But it gave me the ultimate curse.
I have lost my senses.
My eyes have bleed out.
And with them my sight.
My ears have been blown off.
And all I hear now are my thoughts.
My mouth is forced shut.
And my ability to taste is locked.
My nose is smashed.
And scent no longer finds me.
My skin is charred.
And my sense of touch is burnt with it.
I am imprisioned in myself.
No way to call for death.
Stuck with my thoughts.
Given life from machines.
The world around me is dead.
I am now only one.
One without life.
One with only a soul.
Imprisoned in a senseless shell.
Left to live an eternity in hell.
GuiltGuiltGuilt in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Done something you should have not,
And your happy emotion suddenly rots.
You feel me crawling back up again.
All of your happiness is mine to drain.
You have to apologize.
But I don't think you realize.
The moral is to stop.
Not to feel like you are on top.
Once it is done another time,
I will crawl back for your crime.
A Disturbed PoemWithin the Asylum, I AwakenA Disturbed Poem in Free Verse More Like This
The Animal stirs inside, A Welcome Burden
I am Bound, unable to Breathe
I am Crucified in the Darkness as you finish Loading the Weapon
Conflict, Decadence, Avarice
I wait as they Devour me, as I get Down With the Sickness
This Criminal, this Deceiver who will Fade to Black
Will Deify you, I've had Enough
I can see right through your Facade
I can feel your Fear, the way you stay Guarded
You have Dehumanized me in This Moment
The Game has begun, you are Forsaken
You think you are Forgiven? Don't feign Innocence
I will drag you Inside the Fire
Get ready for Hell, for the Sickness to overcome you
The Infection that will never Just Stop
Can we find the Meaning of Life?
In this Land of Confusion, our Midlife Crisis
I'm Alive, but I'm Haunted by the God of the Mind
The sweet Intoxication I received from you, my Mistress
The Glass Shatters as I go Droppin' Plates
Will I ever Liberate the Monster within?
I grow Numb, Overburdened
I'm not Indestructible, and Never Ag
Blood Ink 0Blood Ink 0 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I felt him binding himself to me with each hum of the needles dancing across my skin. The pain was overshadowed by pleasure. Sweet, sweet pleasure.
He was I. I was he.
His blood. My blood.
We were one.
Destiny is inescapable.
It was a statement I didn't believe in for many years. But it was that one day, that one encounter, which made me change what I believed in. No matter how much you try to resist, to escape, the threads of destiny will always manage to snare you.
Once, I believed that I could be whoever I chose to be. I believed that I could walk down a path I have chosen. It was a belief I upheld for nineteen years, and for nineteen long years, I tried to be something I wanted to be, not something I knew I was meant to be.
And still it was futile.
I was a fool to think I could evade fate. Little did I know that it was just waiting for the right opportunity to reveal what I was meant to be. And once it had me in its jaws, there was no escape.
Blood Ink 8Blood Ink 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
My eyes slowly opened when I felt the night air brush across my body, making the hairs stand on end, goose bumps breaking out all over my skin. The blanket had slipped past my navel while I had been sleeping and I realized that I was completely naked. A thin ray of moonlight peered through the slightly parted curtains.
I brushed my fingers across the tattoo on my stomach, remembering where Skye's was located. He was sleeping peacefully on the other side of the massive bed, the blanket thankfully covering his lower regions. I looked at his slightly raised right leg, picturing his tattoo on his thigh.
Moonlight shone on his face and I crawled closer to watch him sleep. Even in slumber, he was perfection incarnate, but more...human, boyish.
I bet a lot of Sylfa fall for those looks, I thought.
Questions crossed my mind. If Skye had done this with other girls besides his Yfke, how could he have done it? Had he forced his Yfke to watch? Had she felt wh
Blood Ink 9Blood Ink 9 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I awakened as Skye awakened, the curtains of the four-poster bed allowing a bit of sunlight to stream through.
"Good morning, Your Highness," I said softly, unsure if I said it out of obligation, politeness, or friendliness.
He nodded. "Good morning." He glanced at the sheets." "I'll have someone change them. Really, virgin females are so troublesome."
"You started it," I almost snapped. "Do you think it's our fault for the mess during our first time?"
"You're the female, so yes, it's your fault." He chuckled at his cruel joke and got out of bed, not bothering to cover himself. "But, troublesome as it is, you did enjoy it."
I gripped the blankets beneath my palms. "I would've enjoyed it more if it were Varos, not you."
"True." He laughed. "But it doesn't change the fact that you gave yourself to me. Willingly."
My hand whipped out and grabbed the nearest object, which turned out to be my pillow. I threw it at him with all the anger in my body. Childish as it was, I
Blood Ink 12Blood Ink 12 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"How the hell am I going to do this?" I murmured to myself as I changed into the gear. I picked up the foil and started swishing it around.
"Just remember," Iryal said cheerfully, "you need to be light on your feet and faster than she is."
"Uh huh," I said. "Very helpful."
Iryal leaned close. "Helana is fast but she overestimates herself. Yervon never helps her. Use that to your advantage."
I nodded but deep inside I was panicking. How was I supposed to beat an Yfke with way more experience than I had? If I lose, Skye would be ridiculed and he would blame me. If I won, however maybe he'll start being nicer to me.
But how the hell am I going to win?!
I gulped as I faced Helana, holding my foil tightly. Trying to remember what Iryal had said, I took a deep breath.
What did he mean that Yervon never helps her? I thought.
"Begin," Yervon said.
Helana smirked at me. "Prepare to be humiliated, little girl."
We saluted and began to circle each othe
Her EmbraceThe lady stood stillHer Embrace in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Did you see? Did you see?
Waiting for her lover
Oh, where could he be?
They shunned her away
No gaze laid on her face
Oh, how could she be happy
If no one wanted her embrace?
And then there he came
Did you see? Did you see?
Together with the men
Their faces filled with glee
He trembled and shook
Slowly he was led to that place
Oh, will she be now happy
For he was there for her embrace?
She waited saying no word
Did you see? Did you see?
We peeked through the stone walls
Watching closely, you and me
The tears shone in his eyes
But none ran down his face
Oh, wasn't he happy
To finally be in her embrace?
They held on to him tightly
Did you see? Did you see?
As she opened her arms wide
As if saying a silent plea
He then closed his eyes
His heart quickening its pace
Oh, he forgot what was "happy"
As they pushed him into her embrace
A loud cry echoed within
Did you see? Did you see?
The men laughed heartily
Their voices ringing free
The lady was once more silent
Blood Ink 1Blood Ink 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I turned the page, my fingers brushing across the patterns and designs drawn so lovingly, so carefully. Roses and vines, tigers and wolves, dragons and serpents they were endless. They were so life-like, so beautiful, and I was proud of them.
Well, proud of the person who drew them.
"WHERE'S MY IMAGE BOOK?!" a male voice roared, making me jump in surprise. I snapped the book shut and hugged it to my chest.
"Keep your voice down dear," a female voice replied. "Your image book is probably in someone's evil clutches."
I looked down at my evil clutches er, hands, and chuckled. Trust her to always know where the book was. I mean, come on! It was only
" THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK!" the first voice roared. "She of all people should know that my image book is EXTREMELY important!"
"She probably knows that," the second said soothingly. "That's why she keeps taking it."
I clamped a hand over my mouth, trying to stifle my laughs. But it was so fun
Blood Ink 10Blood Ink 10 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I ran my fingers over the wood of the door, trying to comprehend what was happening. She was...difficult...yes, that's the perfect word to describe her. Out of all of them, she was the most difficult. Oh yes, some of them cried and wailed, but never did they have the guts to tell me to go away. Or even shut themselves away.
Why did she freely wear her heart on her sleeves? She was afraid of me, but it was overpowered by...hatred, longing, and...something I couldn't name. It was a foreign emotion to me. Strange, the others...all they had left when they had to sever their ties to their former lives was fear. They feared me...because I was the Angel of Death to them.
But Leja...she wasn't afraid to die. Two-hundred years of living...and I encountered something like it. It was puzzling.
I had heard all the names that she had given me - most were enough to have her tongue cut off and thoroughly washed. They were all tue, I had to admit, but there was a reason for it. The
Morning (A Dishonored-Set Short Story)Morning (A Dishonored-Set Short Story) in Short Stories More Like This
The smell of the dead brought her comfort now.
No one went near the bodies. Perhaps the reason no one went near her either was became she looked like them anyway. Her small frame was nothing but skin and bones, her hair covered with dirt and slime. The dress she had worn since she had taken to the streets was torn in numerous places, stained to near black. Faded, fraying slippers were all she wore on her feet, a pair she stole from a girl about her age as she coughed and wept as the plague
ravaged her body.
"What shall we do to the drunken whaler?
What shall we do to the drunken whaler?
What shall we do to the drunken whaler
Early in the morning?"
Mama and Papa had been one of the first people to go. She remembered the blood that one day began to run down their gaunt faces, and more followed, one after the other. It was when they started attacking the shopkeepers in the district nearby that she ran away.
"Way, hey, and up she rises
Way, hey, and up she rises
Enlightened - My Metal Journey"Listen to this," he said opening a folder in his laptop.Enlightened - My Metal Journey in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
She stared at him, wondering what he was going to show her. "What is it?" She paused the music playing on her PSP.
"This song is cool." He clicked on one song in the seemingly endless list of music.
The song began to play. It started with the beating of the drums. Catchy, seeming to follow the rhythm of her heart. Then the whisper of a man's voice.
"Can you feel that?"
This...this was rock, she realized. Something like those her dad listens to, but...heavier. The guitars and basses kicked in, playing out a riff that hummed deep, seeming to reverberate into her mind, throughout her ears. Then, she heard it.
"Ohh ah ah ah ah!!!"
The man's monkey-like heavy growl made her perk up. This was unlike anything she had ever heard, music that she vaguely recalled hearing before. It seemed so familiar and foreign at the same time.
The vocals began and she couldn't help but feel...drawn to that man's voice. Unlike the J-pop tu
Derpy's StoryHi everypony! My name is Derpy Hooves, and I am a grey pegasus with yellow mane and tail, and yellow eyes. I live in Ponyville all by my own because I don't know where my parents had to go. I learned to try and take care of myself, but it gets really hard sometimes and I give up when it's too hard. But everypony is nice to me and laughs when they see me fly and run into stuff. I don't fly so good, but I'm better than I was when I was a filly. Everypony smiles when they see me, and they talk real slow and nice at me. It's good to have friends!Derpy's Story in General Fiction More Like This
My cutie mark is bubbles. I think it got there the last time I saw mommy. Mommy was teaching me to blow bubbles, and they were so pretty and flew high into the sky, just like a pegasus does. They pop and then I make more with the stick by putting it in the bubbly juice. But when the bubbly juice was all gone, I look around for Mommy, but she's gone. I didn't notice my cutie mark yet because I started crying and yelling for mommy, but she never cam
UtopiaI could be executed for writing this. Hell, they'd probably throw me in prison just for catching me with a pen and paper. But I have to get this down... I know it's only a matter of time before they realize that I'm a free thinker... and then they'll make sure I never existed.Utopia in Philosophical More Like This
Ten years ago, the entire world changed. They had been building up to this point, and they were incredibly successful. I saw it comiand I tried my best to tell people that this isn't how we want to live. We don't want to be controlled... but they were already brainwashed.
The government showed their true colors. Libraries and theatres were torn down, artwork and historical artifacts were burned to ashes, and the world's most renowned musicians were gunned down like animals. Oh yea... the animals... you'd be lucky to even find a picture of one, let alone a real one.
Anyone caught with any sort of art, music, unorthodox clothing, stuffed animals, books, religious practice... anything that made someone individual...
I Lost My GlassesI lost my glasses.I Lost My Glasses in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I thought I left them on the table, but I checked and nothing was there except something sharp. I have terrible vision; everything is so blurry, I can't make out shapes.
I move through the house, feeling around. My wife must be painting the walls. I see dark shapes on them, and they're wet to the touch. It's so quiet it the house...
I step on something wet and squishy. I really wish the kids would not bring the pool toys in the house.
I look in the kids' bedroom and say, "girls, have you seen my glasses?" No response, but I can see a lump under each of their blankets. They must be sleeping.
I check the bathroom, but the lightbulb went out. I feel around, and my hand touches the counter. I hate it when the kids splash water all over the place. It's thicker though... soap?
I go into the bedroom and see my wife standing near the window. Of course I could only see her blurry shape cause of my terrible eyesight. I'm getting old.
"Hunny, have you seen my glasses?" She didn
Remember when I Died?Remember when I died? No, probably not. As you stood there laughing in my face, pushing and shoving me, telling me everything that was wrong with me... I fell. I fell hard. I've fallen before, but when I fall that hard...Remember when I Died? in Emotional More Like This
I wasn't me anymore.
Breaking down and crying, your laughter increased, and you called upon others to join you. It's fun to see someone cry, fun to see their world being torn apart, fun to have nothing more to live fo--
Where did that knife come from? Was I carrying it around with me? Did you have it? Who knows... I don't remember. But it's on you. My blood is on your hands.
But you're happy now. You're happy I'm gone. You're all happy I'm gone. I'm just sad I didn't get a chance to write my suicide letter. Hmm, you'd probably laugh at that too. Because I'm so funny. Because my pain is so funny. Because my death is so funny.
What about my friends? Are they sad I'm gone? Of course not. No one can be trusted. Everyone will betray their most loyal friends. People
Short Description of CherryMy tulpa: CherryShort Description of Cherry in Profiles More Like This
she's around my age. she looks a little like my human version of pinkie pie, except with shorter hair and a hotter pink. it's a wavy, pink bob that's cutely messy, and she has shockingly green eyes. she has ivory skin and a few very light freckles. she's about my height, around 5'4" or 5'5" and has an amazingly attractive figure. she has an hourglass shape, thin but hippy, and is a C cup bra size. she likes to wear pretty clothing in pretty colors, usually pinks, blues, and purples. she loves short skirts and dresses, but sometimes wears shorts. she never wears open toed shoes and prefers boots, but cute boots. her voice is very cute and sweet, like how i make lizzy's voice or pinkie's voice in cupcakes.
she is happy and friendly, but not to the point where it's annoying. she is basically my happy side, and can always find something right with the world. but, she can get depressed just like the rest of us. she'll want to tell me to stop pulling
Diary of a Serial Killer - Entry 6April 28th, 2013Diary of a Serial Killer - Entry 6 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I've been laughing for a few minutes now, I'm so excited! I had to catch my breath just to write this! I found my cyber bully already! My hacker "friends" rose to the occasion when I told them that this guy was making fun of 4Chan, saying that they're hypocritical about "being against Scientology and pedophilia." Well, I agree with this made up statement, especially since they love "Sampson the Scientologist!" Anyway, I made up some more crap that the guy was saying to get them pissed, and of course, 4Chan needs a yearly supply of tampons for their 365 day menstral cycle, so they tracked his ass down.
This guy's name is Seth Ryley, and he lives in Texas. I'm in LA, so I will have no trouble getting over there. I'll need to get the cats adopted first. I've been posting adoption ads anywhere I can. 4Chan members asked what I was gonna do with him now that we found him. I simply said I was going to put him in his place. I was widely supported by many. They got his IP addr
Just a Fashion?Emo. We've heard this term for years. I don't exactly remember when it actually started, but I didn't personally hear of it until my sophomore year. All we had was punk and gothic, but now gothic and emo are completely confused with each other. And now I'm ashamed whenever people accuse ME of being emo because they don't know the difference. Not even Southpark knows the difference.Just a Fashion? in Emotional More Like This
The problem is, emo is associated with "emotion," but a depressed emotion at that. When people think of emo, they think swoopy haircut colored black, black clothing with occasional stripes, plaid, checkers, etc., hate for the sunlight, hating EVERYTHING, and writing depressing poems... oh, and cutting yourself! This is the problem...
There are people who do all these things that are not emo. I knew a very popular girl in 8th grade, Courtnie (yes, with an i), and she confided in me that she cut herself too, showing me her marks. Mind you, this was your stereotypical preppy ditz that was pretty much better tha
The Suicide PhotographerI am a photographer.The Suicide Photographer in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
People hate my work. You may ask why, but when you see my shots, you'll understand. My work is very controversial. I am sadly proud of my photos, for I may be the only one who's adopted this style.
I capture photos of suicide.
No matter where I go, I carry my camera with me, ready to shoot anything that may happen. There's surprisingly a lot of suicides in this city and the next city over. I've gotten beautiful shots.
The most common ones are those of people jumping from buildings. Of course, there's usually a crowd of people pleading for the person to come down, so I know right away what I am about to get. I stand to get a good perspective, hold up my camera, and snap the photo right as the person plunges to their demise. I take a couple one after the other so I make sure to get the perfect shot. People surrounding me shout at me and call me heartless.
On the contrary, I am more caring than them. That person wanted to end their life, so they had a perfect reason t
Diary of a Serial Killer - Entry 4April 21st, 2013Diary of a Serial Killer - Entry 4 in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sorry I haven't written... I have been extremely depressed because... well, I've been trying to take care of the cats. They're clean now, and I'm gradually feeding them, but of course they're not going to show much improvement over four days. But... the pregnant mama died three days ago... and I've been sobbing like mad. I took the poor thing's body to a vet to check if we could save the babies but... they had apparently been dead for a few weeks before mama died, which may have been a contributing cause. I told the veteranarian about rescuing all the cats and asked for advice. He said to just keep up with what I'm doing and show them lots of love. They need to know I'm a friend.
I've been taking special care of the youngest kittens. There's six of them, and I'm not sure who's the mother because all the cats seem to just ignore them. One of them opened its eyes yesterday, and they're a beautiful ice blue. I've been feeding them baby formula and keeping an eye on them a
This KnifeThis knife. I've been staring at it for nearly an hour as I sit here on my bed. The bruise on my left eye throbs, and there's a stinging on my leg from the large scrape running down it, my jeans soaked with blood and dirty water. My shirt is ripped, blood staining the tear from the slash on my collar bone... and I was fearful of when my mother found out that I "lost" my bookbag.This Knife in Emotional More Like This
When really, it was taken from me.
Torture. Endless torture. It's the same thing every day from the same group of kids. Why do they attack me? What did I do wrong? I get good grades, I've never stolen, I've never abused drugs... I'm a good kid...
This knife. Just... one little puncture... and it'd all end... my suffering, my torment, my misery... and then they'd be happy. They'd be happy that I was finally gone... out of their lives... because I must've just been a terrible burden on them...
I raise the knife slowly to my jugular... the blade presses on the skin, and I'm ready to cut open my own throat..
.he splits hearts like. in Free Verse More Like This
oranges in the
sinks his teeth into
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leaves nothing but the
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you cry out for them to leave;
they scatter like birds startled
out of their trees, before landing
again where they were
and after a while,
you just have to
let them sing
.just try not to. in Free Verse More Like This
that memory, that one
wolf that calls
for the rest
of the pack;
you'll spend all
with them inside
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in my head
curl up in
the beat of
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lakes, belly up, a petal
shaped bruise of your thumb
on either wrist
i dream that what lays
in my bed is so much
more terrifying than what
lurks underneath it
.the rabbits twitch. in Free Verse More Like This
in their sleep;
of red bitten necks
wet with spit,
the birds dream of their eggs
and runny -
the mice dream of hearing
that tabby cat scream
as the teeth of life rip
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out your heart
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Dove In The CageDove In The Cage in Free Verse More Like This
A dove drenched in an iron cage,
So much, so more that she wanted to escape,
To spread her wings and fly,
That was her goal.
A tear slide from her eye,
From the burning coal.
She always dreamed she'd one day leave,
Here she stands,
Day after day,
In that same iron cage
Where she must stay.
Help MeIt was my cry for help,Help Me in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I tried my hardest to scream and yelp.
For care, love and joy.
The thing I didn't want you to blindly destroy.
I screamed for the things she refused to understand,
But all she did was give a simple hand.
And still today she lives like a moron,
Not knowing what's going on.
I need someone to help me,
Before I go beyond.
Dove In The Cage VIDove In The Cage VI in Free Verse More Like This
When she finds rage,
She can't even stand
or look at the cage.
She wants out,
And she'll do nothing,
But scream and pout.
She won't care what people do,
Because if they were in her place,
They'd want to leave too.
It's not her fault
She's in this place,
That life for her,
Makes slow haste.
But maybe one day
She'll finally be,
Away from the cage,
That forbid her to be.
Dove In The Cage VDove In The Cage V in Free Verse More Like This
An unexpected event,
She looked outside the cage
Only to find,
Love in her range.
Cupid had come upon her door,
To fall in love
With someone more.
And so the dove,
Falls in love.
Higher than the sky
But, the cage forbids her
To be with this guy.
Here in the cage,
Where she'll have to be,
But, she wonders
Could love be the key?
Dove In The Cage VIIDove In The Cage VII in Free Verse More Like This
Inside the Cage,
I see you alone
All broken and strange,
I wish to save you,
I wish I could,
But we shouldn't meet,
Before we actually would.
The dove sees this
And begins to cry,
She couldn't just die.
It hurts too much,
The pain, you see.
That's why she wants to leave,
So she can spread her wings free.
She comes to thinking,
About a plan,
To finally get away,
From this evil man.
And has a way of leaving peacefully,
But she wonders,
Could it end up sucessfully?
Dove In The Cage IIIDove In The Cage III in Free Verse More Like This
She has a sliver of hope,
Only left to set her free,
For herself to get,
the iron key.
It won't be easy,
But it will have to do,
Before life's end,
Before one can pursue.
The Creature In the CaveThe Creature In the Cave in Short Stories More Like This
On a dim afternoon, a girl, about 17, was hiking ambitiously through a dusty slide path that was openly surrounded by rusty sideway graves. Everyday she would walk through the cold graveyard on the small dirt path with huge stones as steps, honoured by cement closed crypts. She did this to get to the only place where she felt free the coven. The girl didn't know the exact history of what this coven had been through, but it was obvious that it had been run by monks because of all the melted candles that were laid sporadically in big clusters around the cave, some had their own little hole to burn bright in. There were also, statues of monks praying about half her size, three faced her, two at her sides and one in front.
When she arrived at her stone cavern she immediately dropped her bag at her side, undid her blue bulky coat that wasn't meant for this type of weather but, she wore it anyway. Took her mp3 player out from her pocket and pressed play. The music echoed through the c
To You.You are my light,To You. in Free Verse More Like This
And the shining star amoung the black,
You are the sea,
Which I only see true artisticness
I understand the way you see,
Envovling art, artistically
In another era,
Full of lust,
Not a crime,
I love you,
I know it's true
Give it a chance
Before I never have one.
Dove In The Cage IVDove In The Cage IV in Free Verse More Like This
On days that are good,
She sits in the cage,
Putting off rage,
But still she dreams,
And still she wonders
What life will be like,
If she's in the cage, any longer.
She's lost hope,
But something tells her
That all will be good
If she just waits, alittle longer.
Dove In The Cage IIDove In The Cage II in Free Verse More Like This
On a day,
There she sees,
A bunch of dangling,
Dare to try,
And reach for them.
But she knows to well,
That she's too far from them.
She does not know,
Which key will be,
The one that opens
The cage around me.
She tries hard to see which
of the three it will be.
But no luck,
Until someone can grab the key for me.
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 2Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Two: Preparing For Romancing
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
Walking through the streets of Ponyville, were Applejack and Applebloom. They were heading to Rarity's Carrousel Boutique.
"So, lemme get it straight, we're going to have a date with the girls we love, but we won't tell'em it's a date" Said Applebloom, still trying to get what were they doing.
"Y'all are going to teach me everything y'all remember from yer stay in Manehattan, about bein' all fancy n' girly, to try to impress'em"
"But the only thing y'all can't do, it's to make a dress"
"Or correctly wear make-up, that's why we're going to see Rarity"
"Are y'all sure you wanna tell Rarity 'bout this?"
"No, that's why Ah'm not telling her nuthin' except we need dresses. Speaking of dresses, why don't y'all ask Sweetie Belle to make yers?"
"NO! Ah mean she's a very good friend but, How do Ah tell this without bein' mean Sweetie Belle, as a fashionista, it's a v
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 6Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 6 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Six: Blooming Romance and Flying Emotions
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
After the last ray of light was gone behind the horizon, the bright, beautiful orb in the sky that was Luna's moon rose up on the other side of the firmament. Both fillies began walking towards town hall.
It was a peaceful silent walk, but this time it wasn't an awkward silence, so they just walked, looking at each other from time to time and just smiling. After a few minutes they arrived at 'The Golden Daffodil', the best and classiest restaurant in Ponyville. When they were a mere few hoofs away from the entrance Scootaloo was struck by a thought "Umm Bloom don't we need I dunno, reservations or something like that?"
"Actually, we do need reservation to enter" replied Applebloom like it was nothing.
"And how are we gonna get them? Don't you need to book a table like one month before?"
"Eeeyup, y'all have to." said Applebloom before lookin
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 4Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Four: Gifts, Sacrifices and Young Love
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
" Today is the day Scootaloo. Today, you're going to make her your marefriend and buy that supercool new scooter. But the most important thing is that you'll confess your feelings for Applebloom today, and they ARE going to be corresponded. She will love you, you two will live a great life, and you're going to learn to fly, beat Rainbow Dash in a race and become a Wonderbolt! But wait, that's too far away in the future. But now you think for today, and by tonight she will be yours. Understood? Of course I understand, I was the one that told me that. What do you think I am? Stupid? Why am I talking and arguing to myself? Why do I keep doing it? Urggh... I hate my own mind when it does this, oh there's Rainbow Dash!"
The speedster pegasus landed in front of her with a bow, while her fan cheered and clapped her hooves. After that they started walking, heading towards the re
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 8Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 8 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Eight: Three is a Crowd
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
Octavia's Note, the second most fancy and beautiful restaurant in all of Ponyville. The walls were painted by a famous artist, and the furniture was all made in Canterlot. The entertainment that night, as usual was the Ponyville Orchestra, since one of them, the cellist, was the one entrusted by Horte Cuisine to run the establishment.
The light was dim, the music was right; a sweet fragrance lingered in the air Romance was palpable in the atmosphere present, and it showered two mares in love, who were sitting in one of the many tables.
But something was off A third, pink pony with a bubbly personality and curly hair was sitting close to one of them, rubbing cheeks. An orange earth pony's blood was boiling at the sight.
Applejack planned a very special dinner for two, and now she was stuck here with Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, who was acting much mushier than usual with her cyan f
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 7Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 7 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Seven: Love Rises As Sun Sets
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
Two mares were walking down a lane of Ponyville, surrounded by chirping birds and calming sunrays that seemed to kiss their bodies.
The orange farmpony with golden mane and the cyan pegasus with a distinctive rainbow colored mane. Two best friends who wanted to become more than that, but they were still unaware of the other's feelings. Both ponies were planning their next move, and the sun was starting to hide from the ponies' sight, which meant their time was running out.
"Ah promise y'all will be mine by tonight Rainbow Dash "
"With the two princesses as my witnesses, I swear your love will be mine. Even if my love for you is newfound, I'm completely sure its true and deep."
The two ponies walked side to side together, looking at each other and smiling happily. They walked down the lane while various ponies walked by their side, looking at them with curious glances,
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 3Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Three: The One-Night Promise
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
Two days have passed; they were going to meet today. It was the day, it was the moment.
Rainbow Dash spent all morning combing her hair, just to look casual, even if it didn't show, she didn't just wake up like that, it took a lot of time of every morning to get it that way, it wasn't easy AT ALL to keep every color in individual locks. She cared about her hair almost as much as Rarity, but she would never admit it. The good part was she didn't need to wear any dress or jacket. It wasn't her style and taking that Scootaloo would wear her childhood leather jacket, she would not go to the date dressing the same way. If they were two of the same, it wasn't cool.
That afternoon she met with Scootaloo and had lunch. Rainbow used that time to give her little fan the last pieces of advice and offered her some bits, but Scoot wouldn't take them.
"No rainbow I've told you, I won't accept anything
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 5Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Five: Closing Distances
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
"So Now, a nice little walk in the park and then your surprise?" asked the orange filly.
"Eyup, jes wait fer it Scoots. Patience's a virtue y'all know?"
"Yeah maybe, but it's not my strong spot. And yours neither for that matter, Miss 'Ah want mah cutie mark NAAAO' " Scootaloo mocked her friend.
"Hey! Is there any need to be that mean? But Ah guess y'all are right, Ah'm nopony to scold y'all."
Both fillies were walking through the east entrance of the park, this one wasn't like the west one, with lines of trees and chirping birds, but it wasn't less beautiful. The fillies walked, watching Celestia's sun shine, lighting their day and warming their coats. A weak cool breeze blew, carrying the sweet scent of the blooming flowers. The whole atmosphere was screaming romance.
Scootaloo was happy just walking by Applebloom's side, and watching the sun lower and starting to set be
Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 1Of Horseshoes, Apples and Feathers: Chapter 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter One: These New Feelings
An Appledash-Scootabloom Fic
Applejack was quietly sitting under a tree in Sweet Apple Acres, patiently waiting for her best friend Rainbow Dash, who was in her way because Applejack had invited her to a friendly competition of Horseshoes that afternoon. AJ loved having a good day with Dash, because every competition, every race, every fight, every discussion just made her like Rainbow even more. She had become her best friend in no-time, she felt a connection with Rainbow Dash she had never felt with nopony else, she felt like the two of them, were just one pony, like they were part of the same entity, around Dash she felt safe, confident, happy, complete and many times, she felt alone when she wasn't there, even if she was with her family, or the rest of their friends. Yes, she was her best friend, because, what other relation could make her feel that way towards anypony? None Right?
Nearby, Rainbow Dash wa
Solitude ch. 5Ess...kews mee, Dehr-rik, mey aye...peek yoo...hup? her accent was strong, but the important thing was Siyuu had spoken a complete sentence and Derrik understood it.Solitude ch. 5 in Fantasy More Like This
Very good! You speak well! he clapped his hands looking up at her, feeling so proud of both of them. Three long weeks of learning each other's alphabet and sentence structure were starting to pay off. The walls were covered in various colors of paint with their exchange, half of it was Siyuu's 'small' and simple strokes to display what turned out to be a massive alphabet of some seventy or more characters. They seemed to be comparable to English print, but far more specific in their phonetic representation.
One of the first things he learned was that her name wasn't pronounced 'Sah-yoo' but more like 'Sye-yoo'. Derrik had a hard time keeping track of most of the Alarian letters, so he made a piece of paper that he used to compare them to English sounds. Likewise, Siyuu seemed to have a problem figur
Solitude: chapter 6The truck nearly had air time as it rocketed from the underground entrance, the computer incessantly warning of the stress on the jets. Derrik was bent on doing what he could to buy Siyyu the time she needed for her allies to arrive. They had already returned an acknowledgement to the distress beacon, so it was only a matter of time. He just hoped he could stall them long enough.Solitude: chapter 6 in Fantasy More Like This
We have a confirmed signal above ground, sir. one of the crew said aloud.
Home in and make for it once we enter the atmosphere. Jeremiah Innes, or Jerry to his friends, paced around the small bridge, looking over the shoulder of every crew member.
Agent Innes, you may be with Intelligence, but I'd prefer to stay in charge of my own ship. the Captain said with a moderately annoyed tone. Four days of orbiting a gas giant, and now they were chasing a lone traitor across a barren moon. He felt like a detective on stakeout.
The medium-sized reconnaissance ship entered the atmo
A Rough WeekThrough the empty hallways of the abandoned office building, the echoing 'clomp clomp' of the young boy's year-old sneakers were the only sounds that pervaded in one of his last sanctuaries. The little boy wore a yellow name-brand shirt with a safety orange raincoat over it and khaki pants. Armed only with a baseball bat, he ducked under the windows, carefully looking out through the corners to see if he could spot the alien he knew was nearby.A Rough Week in Fantasy More Like This
He reached a door and tested the knob, entering quietly once he was sure it was open. He followed the hallway rapidly, not as inclined to stealth since there were no windows, but as he walked passed an adjacent hall, he doubled back and looked to the end of it.
A part of the wall was destroyed, and as he looked on, he heard the low thuds of the alien approaching. Ducking behind the wall, he stood as still as he possibly could, wrapping the bat up in his jacket to keep it from waving around unnecessarily. The booming footfalls drew closer, then s
Legacy Chr: Earned not GainedNow you understand, you will be the first Alarian to do this. There are skeptics from both races, and you will be scrutinized over everything. Janice, the human social worker paced along the giant table. Sitting next to, but easily manging to loom over the table was a very large alaerin, quite tall even among her own people. With one hand, she twirled her silvery blue hair, with the other, she flipped through pictures of smiling human children on an appropriately sized terminal, her bright green eyes affectionately gazing at each digital image.Legacy Chr: Earned not Gained in Fantasy More Like This
I'm aware of the people that are worried, but don't, I'll be the best faster mother possible. Ronoon replied. She couldn't help but smile and adore each child as she glanced at their likes and dislikes, she wished she could simply adopt all of them, but the terms were one child until he or she reached adulthood.
Foster mother. Janice corrected, You're adopting a child...A human child. I can respect that
Solitude: ch 1Roaring from the friction upon hitting the mostly Helium atmosphere, the meteor burned red, then orange, then white in mere seconds. It fell with the intent of leaving its mark on the moons surface and struck it with such incredible force it could have annihilated a populated city and lay waste to the surrounding area.Solitude: ch 1 in Fantasy More Like This
Fortunately for everyone, this moon was barren as could be. The Helium atmosphere and lack of natural resources short of the silicon in the soil which gave it it's yellow coloring from space didn't really make it a prime location for terraforming. Another feature of the moon was an irregularity in its magnetic field, which drew a vast majority of the asteroids and meteors that came near straight to it.
In an underground compound on the planet, some 200 miles from the impact site, a red light blinked in harmony with a chirping alarm. The base was originally a meteorite examination facility with the purpose of gathering samples and learning what they could from them. Built
Solitude ch 3It was a bit of a rocky start, but how often had first encounters been smooth throughout human history? Derrik was still a bit shaken by the whole ordeal, not sure what to take from it. She seemed very 'human', though the term, scientifically, was a bit bias. To him, it implied that what he witnessed from this intelligent creature was something that was not expected from anything but a human, and it did not sit well with him.Solitude ch 3 in Fantasy More Like This
Her... race? Species? Her PEOPLE were easily as far along the evolutionary process as Homo Sapians, and they probably had their own word for 'humanity', a fact that rattled Derrik a bit, though he knew it shouldn't. He was a scientist, a person who did not hold biases, but lack of a suitable example left him with nothing more than the sense to get over such things. One thing was for certain, nothing he could say would offend her, because they had no way to properly communicate.
After Derrik had knelt there for a time, holding his face against the soft blue skin of
Solitude ch 2"...and I was in so much trouble that I didn't tell her it was broken right away. My mother was so upset because it was one of the first vases she ever crafted on her own." Siyyu Sen was discussing one of her embarrassing moments with some of the other crew members. Her close friend, Jeuno Kali, among them.Solitude ch 2 in Fantasy More Like This
Siyyu was a technician who was rather new to this ship. She had never been on a battle cruiser, it was a big leap from a frigate to say the least. There were so many people and other technicians that did their job much better than her, she knew the only reason she was on the ship was because of Jeuno's, the ships navigator, recommendation.
Jeuno and two of the other crew members were listening with interest, while a taller one with exotically shaped blond hair was lying back in the booth with her eyes closed. She was apparently an engineer of some sort Jeuno had befriended since being on the ship, and was easily the tallest Alarian on the ship since Siyyu barely came up to her shoul
Solitude ch. 4At Siyyu's request, D'rik put on more movies, starting with the second part of the movie she had seen last night. This time, he was up watching the whole time while sitting on her thigh, a spot she 'ushered' him to. She was sure their fun earlier had put them on the right track to being good friends.Solitude ch. 4 in Fantasy More Like This
Siyyu was enthralled about her small friend, but tried her hardest to keep from turning him around in her hand. The euphoria she had experienced was most likely caused by the 'chah-klet' she had eaten, something she was little ashamed of, since she forced D'rik into a position he did not feel safe in. However, she was ultimately glad about the ordeal, since D'rik seemed to trust her much more now.
It was probably best to assume that smaller steps were necessary if she wanted to keep D'rik comfortable, but her curious nature was hard to suppress. When the movie seemed to be going into greater exposition, which she couldn't appreciate since she didn't know anything about the human language,