Kill shotKill shot in Free Verse More Like This
Like a ghost in the brush
My voice in a hush
I crawl in the dirt
And disregard the hurt
All day I lay
With nothing to say
I keep still
Even if I feel ill
So now I wait
The sun I hate
I look down my sight
And adjust for the height
I am here for one thing
And once you hear the ring
My barrel will be hot
`Cause I just got my kill shot
My Sweet MoonMy moon, my sweet moonMy Sweet Moon in Free Verse More Like This
Look at you so high up in the sky
Like a pearl in the black ocean
My moon, my sweet moon
Clouds cover you like a blanket
My moon, my sweet moon
I love to gaze upon you
Quiet like a hushed whisper
Project: Friendship (Unfourtunate reunion)Project: Friendship (Unfourtunate reunion) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Only the dead have seen the end of war."
Desert of Glass
Tuesday, 12:23 pm
A few years have passed since Cadaver joined the New Lunar Republic and there is now a full scale war between the Solar Empire and the New Lunar Republic. Along the way, Cadaver has witnessed war on the front lines. He has seen ponies die, and he has even killed. On this day he is part of a scouting party, searching ahead to make sure that it is clear for the rest of the forces in that area.
A blazing sun is beating down on an NLR scouting party in the Desert of Glass. Sand as far as the eye can see, reflecting the suns light making it seem like it has a light of its own. Crossing the same desert is a Solar Empire scouting party, trudging along in the heat. Neither side is aware of the other. And neither, are expecting what is about to happen.
"Hey lieutenant, are we almost there? We`ve been walking for hours," complained a light blue mare.
"Stop whining starlight," replied lieutenant Wallcroft, "Bes
Project: Friendship (Prolouge)Project: Friendship (Prolouge) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A heavy fog covers the surrounding area like a thick moist blanket, corpses are scattered across the ground. The outcome of a grim battle. In the fog there is a ruined castle, ponies bustling about picking up bodies and clearing rubble. There is a small group of ponies standing in the corner as to not get in the way of the clean up. Those seven ponies stand in silence, beaten and bruised from the fight against the deadites.
"So what`s going to happen now?" A brown pony with a metal leg asks; a tone of sadness in his voice.
"Were going home, and everything will be back to normal," A white pony replies.
"How can it, after this?" the brown pony asked, motioning with his head towards the aftermath.
"I don't know, but all of you will be going home soon," Said the white pony.
At that all the ponies looked up at the white pony, most had a look of relief in their eyes. But a black alicorn had sadness in his eyes. It seemed as if he didn't want to return to his world. The white pony with brown
Remember them please.Remember those who died over seasRemember them please. in Free Verse More Like This
Remember them please
They died with a name
But that we are unable to reclaim
They died with one
We brought back their gun
But not a name
So we give them fame
No one should be buried without a name
That is too great a shame
But we can`t help it
I`m sad to admit
So remember those who died over seas
Remember them please
Those who were buried without a name
And those we were unable to reclaim
NostalgiaWalking through a barren field,Nostalgia in Free Verse More Like This
I can see it clear as day.
How we all fought for the same thing,
For everything to be back to what it was.
We all wish for it to be so,
Yet it will never be again.
As we mend our broken bodies and our broken hearts,
We can only remember how things used to be.
Sprinting Towards DemiseSprinting Towards Demise in Free Verse More Like This
By burning waters, and smoldering bridges,
I await the genesis of our animosity.
Make the move that gives me permission to strike,
make the move that will bring about your end.
Near draws the line that which I advise you to never cross.
Though to my eyes comes the image of your sprinting legs.
It would seem, that through your veins flows pure pestilence,
and that you wish to bring upon me, nuisances by any cost.
Good God, such a fool bound for my throat,
knowing not the patient blade that waits.
Honor averts it's eyes, as your charge draws to an end.
It wishes this good and done, just as I.
A swift jerk of my arm to your direction,
and make you, a last descent to the ground below.
Then burden leaves my shoulders,
as life outward, pours from your filthy heart.
Deserving of NothingDeserving of Nothing in Free Verse More Like This
My endless imperfections
shout to the very core of my soul,
Beating away at my humility,
To bare reminder
that I do not deserve you
in the slightest...
Grace is your very essence,
as you embody that which is perfection.
Whereas my rush
to find the flaws of my name,
You tell it tales true,
of the feelings you hold.
Abnormal is my persona,
and infinite apologies are due,
Many thanks, just as much,
are in order...
To God, to you....
Beauty be what has enraptured my heart
for the eternal hour at hand,
You and only you are the whom
that I most desire,But never deserve.
Benevolent- Chapter IBenevolent- Chapter I in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fan Fiction by DigitalsatsumA/ joHa-ej-pIn
From the gloom of his alcove, six of eight heard an unspoken command. Aroused from his slumber, he wordlessly departed, and headed to fix a broken plasma injector, one of 11,000 drones on cube 1027; travelling towards Earth at a speed barely imaginable, Traversing the corridors, he took no notice of how alone he was; there was a world of voices inside his head. After an hour or two, he reached the correct injector, and with a tubule, he injected the entire machine with fresh Nano-probes.
Before he was assimilated, a year previously, he was called John Cooper, an engineer aboard the Geordie, an old excelsior class vessel that strayed a bit too far towards the delta quadrant, and paid dearly for it. Before any of the crew knew it, they found themselves linked to the collective, all personality purged. He had been a tall, dark haired Human, just twenty years of age; such life ahead of him. In one short year, he had
Battlestar SleipnirBattlestar Sleipnir in Short Stories More Like This
High above the rural side of the planet Caprica, the Hercules-class Battlestar Sleipnir cruised through space.
"Sitrep!" the Commander called out to his XO as he entered the bridge. It was a hive of activity. Ensignes constantly moved texts from station to station in a carefully coordinated pattern that seemed to the untrained eye like clear chaos. The Sleipnir's bridge more closely resembled the original Battlestars and lacked the full automation of the newest Mercury-class. Externally it packed a punch far greater than its older brothers but only almost as potent as its newer siblings. Rushed into production at a time following the first Cylon War when invasion was considered a real possibility, the Sleipnir's design had been meant to be a remedy for the fears of old.
"Sir!" the XO responded. "Reports are coming in from all over the fleet. Reports of strange new ships appearing throughout the Colonies. The Admiralty is preparing to issue a statement. Sources close t
Frozen WhirlpoolFrozen Whirlpool in Free Verse More Like This
Somewhere...in the ocean
There is a whirlpool...that is...frozen
I no longer had anything keeping me bound to this world
You were my love, you were my chain, and my heart was a link
And I couldn't bear the thought of never seeing your face anymore
So my knees gave, as I let my thoughts break, and I forced myself to sink
Somewhere...in the darkness
There is a soul...which became faithless
All those memories down the drain
I feel the bitterness of hope
While my tears rain
I cannot cope
Somewhere...in the depths
There is a spark...cradled by emptiness
My pain will always remain in time
As I never wanted to let you go
But I still got left behind
Only to dwell in remorse
Somewhere...along the path
Came a point...where I couldn't stand
I knew there would be no moving on
And there would be no going back
Because I can't stand the thought
Of potentially losing any of that
Somewhere...in my mind
There is a time...when I loved my
Firefly: "SeeYou, SpaceCowboy"Firefly: "SeeYou, SpaceCowboy" in General Fiction More Like This
Firefly: "See You, Space Cowboy"
Disclaimer: If I weren't just a poor college student and could finance the series myself, I would, but I can't. So all I can do is just play around in Joss Whedon's 'verse. Also, I don't know a lick of Chinese so I haven't bothered to put the translations because they're probably horribly wrong. If it were Japanese or Latin, well, that'd be another story...
Episode nine of my second season of Firefly: While the crew take a sightseeing trip to the edge of the galaxy, they encounter none other than Saffron--who's on the run with a substantial bounty on her head. Alone in no man's land, Mal must decide how to handle his unwanted wife and the bounty hunters coming to collect.
Bellerophon, One Year Ago:
Durran Haymer surveyed the damage with an apparently calm expression on his face. Inwardly, however, he was very much seething in anger. The lo
Melting Snow Chapter 7 (Caramac)Melting Snow Chapter 7 (Caramac) in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Disclaimer: I do not own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. It belongs to The Hub, Hasbro, Studio B, and Lauren Faust. I do not own any of these characters in any way or how, nor do I claim ownership to the pony franchise. These characters are simply my toys.
"Time flies when... well you know the rest.”
Chapter 7: Hearth's Warming Eve
"I don't understand why you're so nervous."
Caramel let a whinny loose from his lips at the words from his brother, daring to give a mild glare at the other through the mirror's reflection. However his frown was short lived, for his belly was turning with excitement at the moment, a kind of excitement he hadn't felt in quite some time. His frown flipped, turning into a small grin as he brou
Sudden SadnessSudden Sadness in Emotional More Like This
She looked away from the large window in her room and sighed as another unprovoked and intense sadness racked over his small frame. She shivered, and clenched her eyes tightly shut in an attempt to fight the tears that would soon flow and not stop no matter what she did.
She had no idea why she cried like this. She knew there were things in her life that were sad, but, honestly, she didn't know why she was so overcome.
There were those in this world with lives far worst then her own, why should she cry over something as simple as a man, and a death that had been forgotten by everyone else.
Five months, and she was still crying.
The maddening sadness soon passed and she began to inhale through her nose and exhale through her mouth. It helped, sometimes, but sometimes it made it worse.
"Hey," Her brother said as he poked his head into the room without a single knock, not that it mattered, she couldn't lock her door anyways, "Dinner is done . . . hey, you okay?" He as
Moonwing's back story part threeMoonwing's back story part three in Profiles More Like This
The next day Moonwing awakens to animals with curious looks on their faces, it was the break of dawn, he could hear Fluttershy waking up and moving around upstairs Moonwing yawns and stretches, revealing his fangs. All of the animals darted back to their little hiding places, in the process making a lot of noise running into things. Fluttershy was now on her way downstairs.
Moonwing:* feeling horrible thought to himself* you blew it, that fast, I guess I really do look like a monster…
He looks around the room and sees something that gives him hope, one white bunny was in a corner, he was still scared, but apparently not as scared as the rest. He reaches out a hoof to make contact with the bunny, only to have it smacked away. The bunny dashed for the stares to Fluttershy, who saw the what he had done.
Fluttershy: Moonwing, is everything ok?
Moonwing: *holding back tears* yeah, everything’s fine… The animals were just in the wrong place, at the wrong time…