Edward ScissorhandsEdward ScissorhandsEdward Scissorhands in Free Verse More Like This
Edward had scissors instead of a hand
Life had not gone as planned
He was found by a kind lady
Who took him into her family
He created garden sculptures
That left the residents in raptures
He started to cut the ladies hair
He found some romance there
He only wanted to be accepted
But he felt he had been rejected
He did his best to keep a young boy from harm
But cut his stomach and arm
The local lads said he was to blame
They tried to blacken his name
Poor Edward returned to the castle in the sky
With the angry residents following close by
There was a ferocious fight
A local lad died that night
Now Edward lives all alone
Without a computer or mobile phone
He creates sculptures from blocks of ice
The snow far below is oh so nice
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I am proud to wear black
My life is back on track
I have discovered the inner me
This is my true identity
No more self-harm or depression
No need for violence or aggression
The dark side of my being
Has revealed another way of seeing
A community of friends
Whose comradeship never ends
Enveloped by a dark embrace
All the girls in black corsets and lace
It seems that the outsiders of society
Have stolen my dark soul in its entirety
So welcome to the new day
I have found an alternative way
Sera, Ch. 8 Truths and DoubtsSera’s heart raced against her chest, almost ready to burstSera, Ch. 8 Truths and Doubts in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
from her and run in the other direction.
The other snake greatly intimidated her. Just being in his
presence alone made her wish that the hawk finished her off.
His eyes glowed in the shadows under the rim of his worn hat, like
looking at two holes in the ground, revealing the way to a fiery
fate. He smirked at Sera, causing her to wish that she would shrivel
up in the dust and disappear.
Sheriff Jitter suddenly looked pale and ready to collapse and
looked as if he was about to speak, but the words were stuttering as
he tried to form them.
“R-Rattlesnake J-Jake… g-good t-to see ya ag-gin.
Been too l-long…”
The one he called Rattlesnake Jake chuckled and he began circling
the three, eyeing them as he went. Sera remained still, but her eyes
followed him, watching him for anything she should be alert of. When
he spoke, his voice was deep and low.
“Too long indeed, Sheriff Jitter. How have you
Sera, Ch. 6 The PropositionThe sun has fallen, and the pale, fullSera, Ch. 6 The Proposition in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
moon takes it's place in the sky, accompanied by several dark clouds
that crawled ever so slowly across the dark blue sky and past the
mountains. In the hole in the dark cave, the demon masked in black
and brown feathers placed himself in the shadows, just out of the
reach of the moon's light. His eyes closed, and body relaxed. He's
been there since he carried out his orders, and will be until his
commands were obeyed.
His breath was calm and slow, his body
still, and his ears sharply focused for any familiar sounds of his
returning comrades. His head twitched slightly as his concentration
was interrupted by the small wings of a moth as it flapped around the
still hunter out of curiosity. Skinner frowned.
Circling around his head, the moth
spiraled it's way down, scanning the statue. It reached around the
hawk's legs and the difference of structure between the two
questioned the moth. The smallest of light covered around the metal
talons. Seeing t
Sera, Ch. 5 SkinnerOnly two days has passed since Sera'sSera, Ch. 5 Skinner in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
victory over the hawk, but already, the word has traveled far to both
land and air. High up in the desert mountains, in a large cavern of
jagged spikes, many twists and turns, and many drop offs, only one
creature found this place as home.
Through the dark shadows, walking
through the gloomy hallways, with each step he took of his left foot,
there was a clank. In the darkness, the outline of his figure could
be seen, awkwardly moving as he proceeded, indicating he limps due to
his missing leg, replaced my a metal one that was nearly an exact
replica of the one he lost. The faintest of sunlight caught the side
of his face, and where his right eye should be, the diamond gleamed
once and died once more as he moved away from the sun and back into
As he proceeded further and further
into his domain, the whispers of his comrades became clearer and
clearer and his with each growing word that he could understand, his
interest in the conversation
Sera, Ch. 2 SquawksThe light of theSera, Ch. 2 Squawks in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
sun stirred Sera in her sleep and slowly brought her out of her
dreams. Slowly crawling from her nest and out into open space, she
looked at the area surrounding her, hoping that it was nothing but
imaginary. The heat and the feeling of the sand beneath her reminded
her that she was no longer apart of a pet life.
She sighed and
looked back at her cage with a lost and hopeless expression, before
she pushed herself away from it. There was no use in staying in a
place that gave little protection, and stung her heart every time she
looked from the glass that formed the cage, to the shredded
newspapers that gradually began to scatter in the wind. There was no
other choice, but to move forward.
When she first
entered the world outside the human home, she enjoyed the new
experiences of the fresh air, the feeling of new element she
slithered on, and the warmth of the sun that was more enjoyable than
the light that used to hang above her cage. But now, she wished that
Sera, Ch. 4 Sky DeathRemembering theSera, Ch. 4 Sky Death in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
movies that the kids used to watch, Sera immediately knew what kind
of weapon this was. Her eyes glued to the pistol and her muscles
tensed. All she could hear was the increase of her heart beat in her
ears and she dared not to breath.
The iguana stood
trembling in his boots and tried keeping the weapon still by holding
it with both of his hands. Although, it did little good. He took one
step toward Sera, and the sun's light caught a shiny object off his
chest and the light flashed in Sera's eyes, causing her to flinch.
The sudden move
of the giant snake made the iguana jump backwards, at the same time,
pulling the trigger.
Sera heard the
gun shot, and felt the wind of the bullet touch her scales along the
side of her lips and cheek as it passed her without harm.
m-move, you b-blasted Rattler!” The iguana stuttered in a yell,
“D-don't ya think that ya have put us through enough this
through her mind of what to say. Wh
Sera, Ch. 3 TownWith a finalSera, Ch. 3 Town in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
heave, Sera cleared the top of the hill and with a great sigh, she
slithered into the closest shade and gave her racing heart some time
to slow. She curled into a ball and rested her head onto the top of
her coils, the feeling of being overwhelmed of today's travel lay
heavy on her eyelids.
She struggled to
keep herself awake but the more she forced herself to keep her eyes
open, the harder she found it to stay conscious. Sera slowly began to
submit to the drowsiness that soon felt very welcomed to her.
As she accepted
herself to rest, a sudden sound of something brushing against the
sands quickly caught her attention and she snapped awake. She raised
her head high above the ground but kept herself hidden against the
rock that supported the shadow.
Sharp and short
puffs of air brought her to peek over the rock. Her heart nearly
sprung from her chest as a full view of a coyote sniffing around no
more than a few feet of her. Just as the coyote turned it's head
towards her, s
Sera, Ch. 7 No Cure for EvilThe small town of Riverbed, as the nameSera, Ch. 7 No Cure for Evil in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
describes, the town was built in the center of a long-dried riverbed
with nothing green but one or two cactus. Although, not the entire
river was lost. A stream flowed from the rocks and deep enough for
the civilians to build docks and travel across on boats. On the
opposite side, sat a descent house with a wide area of crops nearly
ready for harvesting for selling to the town.
Jim, the farmer's name, supplied the
material for Sera's hat and belt that curved around her upper body in
a decorative fashion. The leather was not the best, but to Sera, it
was everything. Oil was used to help make the cracked leather shine
as if it was just from the General Store. Every other inch, there was
a new silver stud that was added to the belt to give it more design.
For Sera's hat, a single feather of the hawk that fell to her bite
sat high in the air as a victorious flag, supported by a single
strand of rope that wrapped once around the ht and both ends dangl
Sera, Ch. 1 Left AloneFor five longSera, Ch. 1 Left Alone in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
years, she sat in the same corner, in the same cage, in the same
room, of the same house. For the past week now, from where books,
movies, and magazines once were, boxes took their place. The objects
in them secured and snug tight to keep from damage.
She would sit and
watch them pack everything in the boxes and haul them outside. She
knew a big change is to happen, but what exactly, she was not sure
of. It wasn't until the last of the items of the house have been
brought to one of the awaiting vehicles, did two people stride over
to Sera's cage and took opposite ends to lift it up.
questioningly to one another and then back at the corner she has
spent all her life in until the cage was turned at a corner to lead
The outside... a
place Sera was not familiar with.
She gasped as
for the first time she was touched by the sun's warm rays and at
first curled in a ball in one of the corners of her only sanctuary
and hid her head beneath her belly. Sera didn
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Julie tucked herself tight against her mother's body and forced her eyes to close, but could not make herself sleep. In the morning, her daddy would come, and he would take them back to New York to celebrate Christmas. Her tiny body vibrated with excitement.
It had been seven months since she had seen him last, and to a six year old girl, seven months felt like forever. She could still remember his smiling, orange eyes looking into her own, and she could almost feel his huge arms around her as he held her tight on her birthday.
"I'm never gonna let you go, Jules!" he had told her, too quietly for anyone else to hear. She had worn the red dress with flowers on it that he had given her.
"I'm not let you go, Daddy!" she had told him back, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her daddy was so strong. He smelled like a man who worked hard all day.
"Well, I guess I'll haveta eat all this cake by myself, then!"
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Raphael nervously prepared to hold his newborn daughter for the first time. Yawning, Ando Rei hoisted the sleeping baby up and delivered her into his arms.
Julie, tucked into a neat, football-sized bundle, weighed practically nothing. Raphael's anxiety skyrocketed when her tiny head rolled into his palm and her pink mouth gaped open, choking out a warbling cry. He was careful to keep her blanket between her skin and his cool plastron as he stabilized her in the crook of his arm, and the crying stopped as abruptly as it began.
"It is Juri, neh?" Ando Rei told him and smiled down at the scrunched, sleepy face. "Juri-chaaan... To-chan deeeesu...."
All the months that Raphael had anticipated the birth of his child, he wondered what he would think at this moment. Now that it had arrived, he had no idea what to say or how to feel, and just stared, examining every inch of his little girl in amazement.
Her miniature fists were c
TMNT Fanfic: Never The Same"My Lady, I've done as you commanded. The defectors are dead."TMNT Fanfic: Never The Same in Drama More Like This
Karai had never quite filled the chair of the man she had known as her father, but today, the Japanese woman felt particularly small as she rested against its high, black leather back and observed the strange creature before her. When it stood at its full height, and its eyes met her own with an uncanny smile, a wave of revulsion washed over her.
It's just not the same, father.
"Thank you, Leonardo," she said to it. "There were no mistakes? No witnesses?" Her voice was cold, but lacked the strength she was known for when addressing her warriors. His presence made it impossible.
The mutant turtle bowed again, a mockery of a familiar gesture. "None that were not eliminated, Lady Karai."
She nodded her approval and turned her eyes to the black marble of her desk with a heavy sigh. I just can't look at him. No
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"You're the most beautiful thing I've seen in months," Raphael told Ando Rei, taking her wide-eyed face between his hands. She gazed back up at him in mistrustful silence.
"What, you think I'm lyin'?" he asked, nuzzling her beak. The whole house smelled like campfire and pine; her skin smelled like winter, like cinnamon and vanilla. He pushed away the thing inside him that ached for her and wished he could stop feeling it at all.
"But I am not pretty." Her voice was barely audible above the sound of the wind outside and the clang of pots and dishes from the kitchen.
"I didn't say you were pretty," he said, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. "I said you were beautiful. Look, don't argue with me, a'right? I'll win."
She closed her brown eyes against his words, but her cheeks flushed with heat and blood. He smiled.
He put his arms around her and kissed the crown of her smooth head.
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Through her medicated haze, Ando Rei recognized the hulking monster that loomed before her as the creature who had almost torn her arm from its socket. Raph, her memory reminded her. It snarled at her as she stumbled past, supported by the arms of a being she had come to know as 'Leo'.
Leo, Leo... Or 'Rio', as she called him. The taste of their names was so foreign to her tongue that she had trouble forming the sounds, even if she could hear them in her head. Mike, and Raph, and Don... Different from one another as sweet and sour, but whatever they had poisoned her with had made it almost impossible for her to tell them apart. Were it not for the brightly colored masks they wore, their faces would have been the same to her. And then there was a rat, much older than the rest. Judging from his musty scent, he was practically a corpse.
They were all men, she was certain.
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Raphael looked up from his copy of Motorcyclist Monthly to find his six year old daughter's amber eyes peeking into his bedroom. How the hell did she open the door without me noticin'? "Hey, ain't you s'posed ta knock, young lady?"
She closed the makeshift wooden door on herself without a sound. A moment later, he heard the faint tap of her knuckles on the door.
Her voice was small and timid. "Daddy? Can I come in?"
"Yeah. Thanks for knockin', sweetheart." He set his magazine aside so he could give his daughter his full attention and gestured for her to approach the bed.
Julie sheepishly bowed to him before she crossed the room. He pulled her into his arms and tried not to feel like a heel for nagging her about knocking. Sure, she needed to learn manners, but it just seemed wrong to get on her case about anything when he only saw her a few times a yea
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Although it was forbidden, Ando Rei peeped out of a slit in the blinds and stared down at the darkened streets below. Strange torches blazed high above the rock hard earth, and humans and bizarre metal carts milled about, even at this early hour. She had secretly looked out of this window countless times since she had been brought here, but the view still left her feeling ill. Nothing was familiar. Nature was nowhere in sight. Where was she?
Dismayed, she rose from bed and stretched. She had realized shortly after her arrival that she had been given a storeroom to sleep in: the room was tiny, with paper boxes stacked floor to ceiling against hard, fixed walls. Her captors had made it clear that she had been an inconvenience since her arrival, but these new sleeping quarters had really driven the point home.
I have not felt so useless in so long, the girl thought to herself, frowning. When she
ZaDr - ZaDf Stormy DayZim sighed and looked at the clock. 3:00... The bell would be ringing in ten minutes. Ms. Bitters continued her lesson of Doom but a loud clap of thunder stopped her short. Everyone, except the heartless teacher, jumped at the sound and the sudden light that flashed across the sky right after. Zim groaned in his head. He had woken up to late for him to apply his daily amount of water repellent. Dib took his gaze off of the brewing storm to look at the alien on the other side of the room. Dib was shocked at the expression he saw on Zim; He was scared. Ms. Bitters slapped her desk with a ruler grabbing everyone's attention. "If you all don't pay attention, you'll all pay a visit to the Underground Classroom!" Everyone slid lower in their desks, scared.ZaDr - ZaDf Stormy Day in Romance More Like This
Finally, the bell rang and everyone gathered their belongings to go home. The storm still gathered but hadn't let down any acidic liquid. Zim was grateful of this. The alien ran to his locker and grabbed everything he needed to complete ho
ZADR-Dreams ch 12They spent the next few hours talking and quickly hugging on occasion for the happiness that they were alive. Gaz was so excited to see the two, which was very unlike her, that she didn't notice how Zim and Dib seemed so "close" to each other, with holding hands and sitting not even a centimeter away from each other. At around 6:45, Gaz looked up at the clock and sigh with the first sad expression the boys had seen that how time. "I better go home Dib Are you going to come back anytime?"ZADR-Dreams ch 12 in Romance More Like This
Dib looked at her shocked with her attitude that evening but finally snapped out of it to think of an answer. He looked toward Gaz, seeing her almost pleading expression, and then a Zim's "please stay" look. He looked off at the wall and sighed. "Gaz I can't Deal with dad right now . He... Almost killed Zim " He winced with a tight grimace that stayed for a while before he continued, "For the same reasons I did before Fame " Zim looked away from Dib, an
ZADR - Dreams ch:6Dib kneeled beside the motionless alien as tear brimmed his eyes. The human put his hands on Zim's shoulders and began to shake him lightly. "Zim Zim.. Please wake up .!" Tears began to fall from Dib's eyes. Dib tried to stop his tears from falling onto Zim and succeeded, except for one. When it made contact with Zim's face, it sizzled, making Zim grunt. Zim sat up, with the help of Dib. Suddenly, a cold breeze flew by, and Zim felt colder on the top of his head. A small quiet rustling sound caught his attention and he saw his wig fluttering by him with the wind. Zim screeched and scrambled, trying to get his wig before Membrane saw him.ZADR - Dreams ch:6 in Romance More Like This
But it was no use, even if Zim had grabbed his wig, the professor had already seen Zim. And on top of it all, one of his contacts flew out when Membrane's hand hit him. Membrane's eyes grew behind his goggles. He looked at Dib with shock. 'So his paranormal ramblings were real He was right all along.' Membrane looked at Zim
ZADR - Dreams ch:8Dib almost fainted at Zim's words. More tears fell out of his eyes. He know, from that point on, he was going to protect Zim, from everything. Even if it was the last thing he did.ZADR - Dreams ch:8 in Romance More Like This
Gir continued to work on Zim, even with Dib standing there. Gir flew over to a closet set in the far back of the lab. When he opened it a cloud of dust flew out. There, among the dust, was a single PAK. Gir pulled it out and brought it over to the computer. "Dib," Gir called, "Bring Zim over here." Dib flinched at his name, but did as he was told. When Zim was in place, Gir hooked up cables up to his PAK and the one he pulled out. A green symbol popped up on the screen, as well as a map of Zim's PAK. Gir worked quickly, as he tried to put every ounce of Zim's memory into the other PAK that he held. "You may want to move." Dib took the advice and moved back a few steps. Gir acted quickly. He pulled off Zim's PAK and rep
Irken Mysteries - Chapter 2I continued to stare at the blank screen, worry filling. Kim let go of me and poked at the screen uselessly. Suddenly, she froze, her eyes shrinking, growing again shortly after. She turned to me, rushing over to hug me.Irken Mysteries - Chapter 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"K- Kim?.. What are- "
"Emi Are you okay?..."
"Yeah Why wouldn't I be?.."
Kim pulled away, looking into my eyes, as if she didn't trust me. I stared back at her, eyes wide, a little scared and worried of what she was doing. After a few moments, she left her place infront of the screen, turning around, flopping into the chair, her smile from before long gone.
"PROXSIMIDY WARNING! PLANET AHEAD!"
A Loud voice rang out, causing me to jump, tripping and fall on the floor. Kim jumped as well. "HOLY SHIT!!!!" she yelled, covering her ears.
I looked up and out the window, a green and blue ball in the window. I stood up and we stared out the window in awe. Suddenly, a slight ringing sound was heard, drawing our attention to each othe
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Zim and Dib where just about to settle down for only five minutes when a crash rang though the house. Both of them sighed as they ran up the steps from the lab to the kitchen. Quietly they both looked through thedoorway and saw a sudden pink blur fly past and come back. Emi was sitting on top of the hover pig and Nic was sitting on the floor watching and laughing at the display. Dib looked over the room and saw the damage: Three plants were knocked over, the tv had fallen, and two pictures in Irken were the only thing left standing still. Zim sighed as gir bounded up between them and yelled 'YAY!!!!' at the sight of Emi fly by again. They looked at each other and rolled their eyes. "Another day of cleaning up after our smeets," Zim sighed. Dib nodded and said, "I guess so, since we both asked for this mess."
ZADR - Dreams ch:11At 2:30, Ms Hanz had to go to the office, which left the rumor filled classroom to explode in more lies. Gaz sat in the corner and listened fearing everything, but tried to ignore it all. Until one story rang out the loudest.ZADR - Dreams ch:11 in Romance More Like This
"Oh my god! I just saw on the news on my cell phone that they found them dead in the river! Dib's father just sat their And watched I'd bet he pushed him in just to make Dib shut up!" A teenager sang.
The all laughed at jokes about the Membrane family, forgetting the girl that had gotten out of her seat, full of rage.
"OK JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!!!!!! My father may not be perfect, but I know for a fact that he didn't push him.. Zim fell running away . Dib helped him out of the water I'm sure of it."
They all stared at her with wide eyes of shock, from the sudden outburst.
"SO SHUT UP IF YOU DON'T KNOW THE TRUTH!"
All of them turned to face the front of the room where Gaz was standing for attention, and to not get yelled at any longer. One
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Hello? Sally spoke into the phone. No answer. Hello?
JoJo ran into the kitchen and waited for his mother to notice him. Sighing, she put down the phone.
None of the phones in the house are working! She told him. Ive tried them all!
How could all the phones in the house not be working? JoJo was flabbergasted. What about your Whophone?
Sally hadnt thought of that and she quickly took out her portable phone, quickly dialing her husbands number. For a few seconds, two Whos held their breath and waited for a reply. Then, Sally gasped and dropped the phone. JoJo glanced at her before he grabbed the phone and listened.
You loose, I win! You loose, I win! The voice was mocking them.
Someone had planned this.
Oh, none o
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JoJo glanced at the clock; it was already ten thirty. This was odd. His parents never stayed out this late. The girls were in bed by nine and JoJo was asleep by ten but his parents usually came home from their dates to check up their children.
This was weird.
And not in the good kind of sense.
Running to the window, JoJo leaned against the glass, hoping to catch one glance of his parents. Then, around the corner, he saw the familiar towering hairstyle that belonged to his mother. Finally, they were home!
Where was dad?
Squinting his eyes, JoJo could make out two figures, one he had already identified as his mother. The other figure, however, was not his father. The person walking next to his mother was rather chubby with coarse fur. Not to mention this Who (or whatever) wasnt wearing any clothing! JoJo knew his father woul
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Was this couple of new parents ever going to get any sleep?
Hopefully, they would be tonight was not going to be a sleeping night.
Upon hearing their only child crying, both Ned and Sally awoke.
You, sleep. Ned commanded.
No, you sleep. Sally returned.
Honey, you were up last night with him, its my turn. Ned stood up and yawned.
But you need your sleep Mr. Mayor, Sally stood as well. You should be sleeping.
Sweetheart, youve stayed up with JoJo for so many nights. Let me do it.
But already did it!
Well, this argument was a stalemate. Neither of them were winning or loosing.
How about this? Ill get JoJo, bring him in here and well both get some sleep. Ned compromised.
Alright, I can live with that. Sally sat down on the bed.
Ned hurried to JoJos
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Ned groaned as he began to awake as a throbbing pain pushed on the inside of his head. What happened? The last thing he remembered was hearing footsteps before everything went black. Did someone attack him?
Yawning, Ned sat up, trying to get his bearings. Everything seemed different but his vision was somewhat blurry. However, he could makeout the outline of a mirror. Approaching it, he saw his reflection and was perplexed.
Someone had changed his clothes.
He was no longer wearing his normal every day garb. He had been given a purple, satin robe with golden trimming and looking down, he saw slippers of gold adorned his feet. Okay, now he was starting to get worried.
Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to bring him here. Well, where ever here was.
Hello? Ned called out. No reply. Is anyone there?
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Ned had been released from his straps but his feet were now bound together so if he ran, he wouldnt really get anywhere. Guess couldnt have been happier. She just followed him around, completely smitten. Ned felt awkward but there didnt seem to be anyway out of his current dilemma as of now. Maybe he could trick Guess into telling him how to escape without her knowing.
This is a really nice place youve got here. Ned started.
You really like it? Guess sounded excited. All the coloring is influenced by you!
Yep! Your favorite colors are orange, red, yellow and blue! See? Guess twirled her bright yellow dress. I only wear the colors you like!
Ned felt another blush on his face; Guess really seemed to adore him. This feeling of having such a big admirer made him feel a
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How long had Ned been here? At least two days. It seemed somewhat longer than that. Why hadnt he escaped yet?
Because he had no idea where he was.
That was a good reason.
Oh crooked clovers!
Hes not here! He lied, knowing that it wouldnt really work.
Oh arent you just full of random humor? Guess asked as she pulled him closer to her. You are just way to cute!
He really wished she stopped doing that. Every time she gave him a hug, Guess would squeeze him close to her chest. She was doing on purpose, he just knew it. Still, he found himself not minding as much as he used too. In fact, he was getting use to her. Was that a bad thing? More than likely, yes but as of now he really didnt seem to care.
So what are you going to show me today? He asked.
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Applejack: War is Business
The trees were pathetic. Most of them were dead or dying without the care and nourishment they had been receiving for years before. They had even given up on bearing fruit. Only a dozen trees still provided bounty and they were tasteless shells of the gleaming jewels they had once been. Fed only by water and the suffocating smoke of industry, it was a miracle even these trees still stood. This land that had once been a farm of the most delicious apples for miles around had fallen into hard times, only to rise into a different kind of farming. The farming of steel and bronze. The farming of offense and defense. The farming of war machines. That's the kind of farm Sweet Apple Acres was now.
The Barn, which had once been filled with the sounds of content cows, now echoed with the sounds of unwilling metal and the harsh shouts of man. The smell of iron and sweat was always heavy in the air, as though the very walls ha
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Rarity: War is Complicated
Everything was still. Slightly hunched over a decorative red sandalwood desk she sat in a chair made of finely polished pink ivory with luxurious crimson velvet cushions. The papers on the desk were neatly stacked to the left while a single book titled "Flying Colors" took its residence on the right. Exactly five inches in front of the book was an antique vase that dated back 586 years. The vase was plain but along its rim was a lovely scene of couples walking through a thriving park. Pure white orchids had nestled in the relic, their clean blooms head high. Lined at the front of the desk's polished surface were a row of five pens, all black but each engraved with a different type of gem, perfectly parallel with the one next to it. Nothing moved. Not even her.
Her arms were propped up on the desk, gloved in pure black, and her hands sat folded together, the lovely slender fingers entwined. Beneath the sandalwood s
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Fluttershy: War is Wrong
The sky was the color of murky water and the ground was like an open grave. The mud was moist with thick sweat and even thicker blood that bubbled up if even the slightest pressure was applied. People were screaming, oh were they screaming. Some people were afraid and others were in excruciating torment, the kind of torment you feel when you look down and see your insides sliding out of your body. Sometimes there were screams of fear because they didn't know what had happened and where they were; only that they hurt and they wanted someone to make the hurting stop. Sometimes there was fear because they knew where they were and what was happening and they just didn't want to be there. They wanted to be five again and to run to their mother's arms because they were afraid. The terrible sounds were everywhere; the air itself seemed to be in pain. Yet still the guns fired and the people ran forward. People still killed and people still f
SV Chapter 6 War is WarChapter 6SV Chapter 6 War is War in General Fiction More Like This
Pinkie Pie: War is war
The rising sun was like fire. It was blazing without the heat and burning without the flames, bathing the landscape in red. The whole scene had the appearance of a sunset in reverse. Creeping towards a sleepy village, the glowing light slid over the mountains and hills, scorching the fields and trees. However, as the stalking light reached the Everfree forest, clouds began to move in, black and grey claws grasping for the glowing orb. A tiny sliver was all the reached the village before the clouds snuffed it out like a dying candle.
The village of Ponyville was in as sorry a state as ever. A year had passed since the war that had caused the worst of the damages but still they lingered like an unattended wound. Some attempts at repairs had been made, boards hammered over holes, debris swept from the streets, but otherwise they had been left to fester and putrefy. Time had also taken its toll, but it was secondary
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Rainbow Dash: War is ..well, hell if I know!
The weather had been strange. With each passing day the clouds grew thicker, darker, and heavier. A few months back they had been white, beautiful and scattered sparsely throughout the true blue. Now it was as though there was no sky at all, just a large mass of gloomy haze. Then there were days when there wasn't a cloud in sight but still everything felt off. The sky wasn't the same blue and the sun the sun was the strangest of them all. It seemed too dim but too bright, too warm yet too cold. And the way it hung, no, the way it dragged through the sky was almost eerie. Sure the nights had been strange as well; the clouds would almost completely disperse and the moon shown brighter and larger in the sky, but it didn't have the same edginess the days had.
Today was one of those cloudy days and soaring through the grey sky was a young seraph. Her speed was too high for casual loitering a
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Twilight Sparkle: War is Necessary
Arms swaying at her sides, occasionally brushing against her skirt, a woman walked down an organized, clean hall way. Her head held up high, she walked with purpose. With each step the heels of her boots made contact with the pale gold marble floor to let out a sharp and authoritative click. Her demeanor did not waste it's presence for each person she passed either greeted her politely or stood at attention until she was several steps ahead. By now she had come to acknowledge the reactions, hardly noticing them, much different from when she first received such respect, which had left her flustered and embarrassed.
Still, nothing escaped her wandering gaze. Should one of the men linger too long in the hallway or a group of woman giggle amongst themselves to loudly (or if they giggled at all dependent on her mood), she was quick to make her existence known without a single utterance, perhaps an annoyed clearing of the throat
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Disclaimer: The characters belong to Matt Groening, who recently celebrated his 58th birthday. You gotta love the guy.
Waylon Smithers stopped to his tracks, causing his boss to continue walking and talking on his own. Realizing this, a couple of seconds later, Mr. Burns turned to see him with an annoyed expression. The young man had turned a deep shade of red and remained transfixed to whatever there was in the shop's front window.
Monty Burns coughed in annoyance and let out a "Smithers" of expectation. The younger man was brought back to reality and hurried to his boss' side. The older man eyed the younger man who fixed his ties and smiled sheepishly. Mr. Burns let out a sigh and hurried towards the Mayor's office.
It was later that evening that Mr. Burns d
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Synopsis: When Waylon Smithers decided to enter his Malibu Stacey Musical in Springfield's Amateur Theatre festival he could never guess it would cause Mr. Burns so much anxiety
Charles Montgomery Burns was signing some contracts when his assistant entered his office. At first the old plutocrat thought that the younger man was there to bring another set of papers for him to sign, but he quickly realised that this was not the case. The younger man held nothing.
"I'm listening," he said and leaned back on his chair.
"Well sir... I was wondering... if it could be possible that is..."
"Oh spit it out Smithers, I haven't got all day!" the older man said impatiently.
"Well as you know the Springfield Amateur Theatre Fe
Adventure in the RainAdventure in the Rain by preety-lady-serenityAdventure in the Rain in Fan Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Matt Groening and Fox Network. Ummm that!
This little story is inspired by trishakat's fanart raining. Do check her work. It is amazing.
"Smithers what is this strange noise?"
Charles Montgomery Burns had not managed to utter the sentence and his old, trustworthy limo let out another screech and its engine died. The driver, Waylon Smithers Jr., looked at the control panel in front of him in puzzlement and turned the key. A few attempts later he got out of the vehicle and opened the hood to inspect the engine. A couple of moments later Mr. Burns came out of the car and leaned against it.
Smithers' hands were smeared with grease and he was looking at the engine in concentration. He suddenly slammed the hood and let out a "fuck" of irritation. Monty Burns arc
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Disclaimer: The characters belong to Matt Groening.
Charles Montgomery Burns sat up and threw his book away in frustration. He could not concentrate. The lines would become blurred and he kept reading the same sentence over and over again.
“You mean to tell me he's never told you before? Never?”
Patty Bouvier's question had echoed in his head ever since he had heard it a few hours ago.
Mr. Burns stood outside his boyfriend's door. His and Smithers' four year anniversary was fast approaching but this year the younger man seemed to act differently than on how he did during their previous anniversaries. While he used to be overly excited and wanted to plan everything this year he seemed jittery and they had yet to make plans. Mr. Burns was not the man to express excitement for such social conventions as anniversaries, but this did not mean he did not enjoy them.
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That night a pistol shot echoed from the mansion on the corner of Croesus and Mammon street in the Springfield Heights district. The manor was, nevertheless, isolated from the rest of the houses in the area and, therefore, the pistol shot was not heard by anyone outside its premises.
Inside the manor its owner, Charles Montgomery Burns, held the gun that was shot. He was standing in front of the two men who had broken into his house, pointing his Beretta and seething in anger. His assistant, and lover, lay on the study's floor unconscious and the man known as Frank was now holding his shoulder in shock and pain.
The man named Joe turned his gun towards him but he was a second too late. The bullet pierced his shoulder and was blinded by agonizing pain, dropping his gun on the floor.
"Amateurs," Burns thought secretly, thanking his lucky stars. He knew his reflexes were not
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 1El sol entro por la ventana de la pequeña habitación desordenada, ilumino la ropa y revistas desperdigadas por el suelo, la mesita de luz, la cama y finalmente la cara de quien se encontraba durmiendo ahí despertándolo.Todas las aves ponen huevos? 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Mmmm Ya debe ser tarde, mejor nos levantamos Rig -Se enderezo en la cama dispuesto a levantarse cuando sintió algo entre sus piernas y al levantar las sabanas quedo petrificado- Qu-Que?!
- Ya cállate, Mordecai, trato de dormir! Se quejo el mapache desde su trampolín-
- Pe-Pero, amigo
- Que sucede? Se levanta y al ver hacia donde lo hacia la aterrada urraca comienza a reír- Pusiste un huevo?!
- No! Se levanta sin dejar de ver el huevo sobre la cama- Eso Eso es imposible! Se toma la cabeza confundido-
- Ohhhh!!! Mordecai puso un huevo!!! Seguía riendo-
- Ya enserio, Rigby! Esto es serio! Lo detuvo de un puñetazo-
- Auch! Frotándose el brazo por el dol
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 5- Acaso esto es una broma??!!Todas las aves ponen huevos? 5 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- La urraca esquivo un par de libros que arremetieron contra él al entrar a la habitación- Rigby!?
- No! Claro que no! Aquí la única broma es ese estúpido huevo!! Se lanza sobre la urraca-
- Rigby! Detente! Que haces?! Alzo a Jame lo mas alto que pudo para que el mapache no lo alcance-
- Tú que haces?! Ya me cansaste de este estúpido juego de "la mamá y el papá"!! Dame eso!! Tira a Mordecai al suelo saltándole encimas para acorralarlo-
- Auch! Pero de que estas hablando?! Sin dejar de alejar el huevo de Rigby mientras con dificultad forcejeaba con este intentando quitárselo de encima-
- No te hagas el tonto!! Te vi con Benson afuera!! Desde cuando son tan cercanos, eh?! Desde cuando te llevas mejor con él que conmigo?!
- Eso ya te lo explique!! Acaso estas celoso?!
- Claro que estoy celoso!! Grito cerrando los ojos con fuerza y unas lágrimas comenzaron a escapar
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 4- Hola Margarita! Tráenos dos cafés Saludo sentándose en una de las mesas-Todas las aves ponen huevos? 4 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Hola Mordecai! Se extraño al ver que quien lo acompañaba no era Rigby y aun más al notar el huevo que llevaba en brazos-
- Oh este es mi hijo Jame Presento alegre-
- Tu hijo?! Casi se le cae la jarra de café del sobresalto-
- Si, Benson es su padre
- Co-Como?! Cada vez entendía menos y sus plumas se erizaban más-
- Un gusto Saludo Benson con una sonrisa- Así que tu eres Margarita? Mordecai me hablo mucho sobre ti
- Ya Ya les traigo su orden! Se alejó completamente aturdida y anonadada-
- Pero si tenía la jarra de café en la mano -Observo Benson-
- A veces puede ser algo distraída Rio apenado Mordecai- Por cierto
Mientras tanto en la cocina del café.
- Estas segura? Escuchaste bien?
- Si Eileen! Lo dijo fuerte y claro!! Tomando a la castaña por los hombros-
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 2Lo que comenzó como una divertida broma de la cual Rigby disfrutaba viendo a Mordecai muy maternal junto al huevo, poco a poco fue haciéndole menos gracia ante la seriedad de este y su "imposibilidad laboral" por tener que cuidar del huevo por tiempo completo dejándole el doble de trabajo y tareas en el parque.Todas las aves ponen huevos? 2 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- Oh vamos Mordecai! Ya deja ese estúpido huevo por un momento y ayúdame con esto!! Se quejo intentando levantar un tronco del camino-
- Como llamaste a Jame?!
- Al escuchar eso deja el tronco sumamente sorprendido- Le pusiste nombre?
- Claro que si!
- Sacude la cabeza volviendo en si- No puedes dejar de trabajar solo por cuidar ese huevo! No es justo!
- Y si yo no lo cuido quien lo hará? Tú? Ja! Tú no puedes ni cuidar de vos mismo
- (Esto ya ah ido demasiado lejos) Mordecai, enserio ya vasta! Ese huevo en realidad !
- Que rayos están haciendo?!
Ambos voltearon sobresaltados encontrándose con Benson quien los miraba de
Todas las aves ponen huevos? 3Una mañana más en el parque desde que Mordecai es madre, una mañana mas de ternura para todos, una mañana más de fastidio para Rigby.Todas las aves ponen huevos? 3 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Todos desayunaban sentados en la cocina cuando la urraca entro cargando su huevo, Skips caballero se levanto cediéndole su asiento e incluso le acerco la silla a la mesa, Papaleta le regalo una mantita que la noche anterior había tejido para Jame y Benson con una sonrisa le sirvió el desayuno, todos deseándole un buen y brillante día, todos menos cierto mapache quien sin moverse de su asiento miraba la escena con desdén.
- Como se encuentra el pequeño Jame?
- Hay algo mas que podamos ofrecerte?
- Puedo tenerlo en brazos un momento?
En ese momento entran Musculoso junto a Fantasmano, y Rigby conociendo lo poco considerados y sensibles que eran estos, sonrió esperando el final de tanta melaza.
- Me contaron que Mordecai puso un huevo Dijo el castaño verdoso acercándose al nomb
For YouBenson wanted to scream. Those idiots were mad at him? After everything he's done for them, all the second chances he's given them? They had the gull to push him out of the cart about a mile away from the park, and just drive off without him?For You in Short Stories More Like This
Gritting his teeth, Benson began stomping back to the house. "Ungrateful, lazy, idiotic..." As Benson walked, his footsteps softened, and eventually, all the anger was pushed out, leaving exhaustion and maybe a bit of lonliness behind.
After about an hour, nearly sunset, Benson had made it back to the house. He slowly climbed the stairs, and sat down on the couch, putting his glass head back on the old yet still soft fabric.
"Oh, Hello Benson!" Pops said cheerfully, "Care to join our game of cards?"
"Not now Pops," said Benson. He usually didn't mind playing a game with Pops, but right now, he just wasn't in the mood.
"Where's Mordecai and Rigby," Skips, who was also playing cards, asked.
"How should I know?" Benson snapped, "They stole the cart a
Please Wake UpWhat the heck had happened? Mordecai was just there, sitting at the table. And then poof! He was gone. "What happened?" Benson asked, just as confused as anyone. Well, except for the employees who were looking grave.Please Wake Up in Short Stories More Like This
"We tried to stop him," said the man who last spoke to Mordecai, "we tried to save him."
"What are you talking about?" Muscleman asked.
"There's one final part of the Eggscellent Challenge," the man explained, "and no one ever-"
"I'm back!" Everyone turned and saw Mordecai, smiling and holding his prize. That blue net hat with that infamous phrase "I'm Eggscellent" plastered right on the front.
The park employees cheered while the restaurant employees looked dumbfounded. "Maybe he really was 'the One'," the manager said, before giving a small smile.
"So, you ready to wake Rigby up?" Skips asked. Mordecai nodded. Together, all six friends walked out of the small diner.
The bluejay was calm and collected on the outside, but at the same time anxious. He hadn't heard his frien
The ExIt was a lovely day for swinging, one of Pops favorite things to do. He giggled as the wind blew past his face as he swung back and forth, tickling his moustache. Yes, definitely a lovely day for swinging.The Ex in Short Stories More Like This
But just then, the lolliman saw a bus pull up by the west park entrance. It opened it's doors, and a woman walked out. But not just any woman, she was a gumball machine, just like Benson. She had long blonde hair, and was wearing a purple shirt with a pink and purple plaid skirt. Her gumballs were violet. She looked about the same age as Benson, and she looked like a girl who partied a lot, but could be serious and threatening when she needed to be.
As soon as her sharp, high heal hit the sidewalk, Pops was over by her with a welcoming smile. "Hello Madam!" he said happily, "My name is Pops! May I ask what your name is?"
"Veronica," she said, with a smile that would make an actress proud, "Nice to meet you. I was wondering if you know anyone by the name of, Benson Marin?"
"Oh, are yo
Footloose"Are we going to put on a few music discs and dance the night away?"Footloose in Short Stories More Like This
"No Pops, we're just cleaning out my collection," replied Benson as he opened another box. Since he used to be a part of a band, it was no surprise Benson had an extensive music collection. But since his apartment wasn't exactly the biggest, and there were only about a dozen records he still listened to, he decided to finally go through his collection. Any records or cds he didn't want would go to the local Salvation Army, and would hopefully be bought by someone who would appreciate them as much as Benson had.
Of course once Benson had announced this, Pops wanted to help (Mordecai and Rigby wanted to help to, but Benson, knowing it would most likely be a disaster, rejected the offer). So, here they were, in the living room of the old park house going through record after record.
"Oh my, such interesting art!" said Pops, gazing in awe at all the album covers. Some simple, and some outragous. Definitely the 80's. "Good
Coffee and TeaAnother morning, another cup of coffee. And boy did Benson feel like he needed it today. It was Monday, the beginning to another long week.Coffee and Tea in Short Stories More Like This
Letting himself inside the old teal house, Benson turned on the coffee maker, and grabbed the newspaper. It was a little after 7:30, which meant Pops would be up soon. Mordecai and Rigby were supposed to wake up at 8 (most likely he would have to drag their lazy butts out of bed, again). Skips was probably already up, and was just relaxing in his own house before coming into work.
The familiar grindings of the coffee machine echoed through the kitchen, and the caffenated drink's scent began to travel through the house.
Just as Benson was pouring the coffee into a mug, he heard soft footsteps come down the stairs. "Good morning, my good man!" Pops said with a smile. Everything from his shined shoes to his spotless top hat made the lolliman look like he was ready for the day.
"Morning Pops," Benson said, giving him a small smile before turning back t
CommonCommonCommon in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I think of everything,
I was supposed to be accomplishing,
Everything that was designed,
To shape my life from the outside,
To control it,
And to mold it,
Into the life of a common person,
I get confused and perplex when,
I realise all the ways that,
People influence me and,
All the things I live and breathe for,
All the things I would bleed and die for,
It fells like a cage,
And it gets smaller with growing age,
It fells like I´m forced to take a certain path cause then,
I would fit right into the system,
I quiet guy that would never speak,
A common life, averge at peak,
It´s the system for god´s sake,
I fell like a slave with a freedom cape,
That gets stept upon so I don´t lift off,
To a life and an uncommon spot,
If I would think about how common I am,
With no pause, only a sheet and a pen,
I would probably write a poem,
About the life of the common
UnderstandingUnderstandingUnderstanding in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I don´t understand me,
I´m not an engine like I used to be,
I don´t function as well annymore,
And many things just happend to be so,
confusing and frightning,
Cause when the engine stops what happends to my sight then?
I don´t understand
I don´t understand me,
I used to be happy,
Walk around smile and sing,
Nowadays that feels like cringe,
And it´s making me sad and weakens me constandly,
Not to mention all this sadness surrounding me,
And that shakes and scares me,
Cause when the sadness takes over what happends to the real me?
I don´t understand
I don´t understand anything,
Not just me but everything,
I fear what´s to come,
When my engine stops to run,
I feel lonly again,
I think it started somewhere when,
I kept asking myself,
But didn´t understand myself,
The engine soon will stand still,
I don´t understand and probably never will
Inner DeamonInner DeamonInner Deamon in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I emerge of lava,
I rise upon what kept me locked,
And leave behind all that´s not a ,
Piece of me and keeps me mocked,
I avenge on what has sealed,
Myself in the inside of someone,
Now I arise and feel,
The pain inside that bothered me so long,
Merge with parts of whom,
Set a prison,
I waeve and fight through,
Shades and visions,
It´s a test to find out,
If I´m worthy to be free,
But i´ll pass and shout,
For all the time I coul´nt see,
I arise so care,
If I find a way out,
You will have to beware,
Because deamons growl loud.
Dice of lifeDice of Life,Dice of life in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Throw the dice of life,
It will show you a side,
A picture of your former face,
Maybe it will show you the past,
Memories of what´s left,
Of events before they slowly fade,
Through your mind into space,
Thriw the dice and see,
How your fate used to be,
Roll the dice of life,
It will show you a side,
A simple range of words,
Some of them full of hate and cursed,
Maybe it will show the future,
And all the paths you have been so sure,
About following until the end,
Until the dice of life presents,
A dose of realism,
That some might not belive in,
Roll the dice of life and see,
How your fate is going to be,
Touch the dice of life,
I will show you your life,
And all times you might have lied,
But you did so now don´t ask why,
Don´t I have more time,
You touched the dice of life,
And it can´t be thrown twice,
So now experience how you fate is like
Rough daysRough DaysRough days in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What have I done to deserve,
Such thoughts that curse,
And contamine my sence,
I´ll never be cleansed,
I have tried to get real,
To be the one everyone expects me to be,
But I slowly loose track,
And it destroyes and wrecks,
Me so I cover my face,
But maybe I´m just havin rough days
I disappointed all the people,
That believe in me and keep me,
Living and breathing,
My heart beating,
I´ve let them down,
Once they come,
To terms with that,
They leave like everyone else,
I feel so lost without a trace,
Or maybe I´m just havin rough days
I´ve lost hope,
For myself to show,
Everybody what they what they want to see,
To play the person that I´m supposed to be,
Maybe one day people will understand,
What it ment,
To only have rough days