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Posted 3/24/07 , edited 4/13/08
- a life unlived is like a book without word-
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ok. i wrote 6 pages on this but im only going to post the first section of the first page. It is a big hit among my friends even though i hate it...i copied a few stuff from animes shows and movies but oh heck too late!
EMMA WIELANT'S LIFE STORY PT.1 SUBESECTION 1

Emma wielant was 28 when she died. or so people think... doctors suspect it was her demented father who killed her. Her favorite sister's name was Tamicka. Tamicka was a very evil platic flamingo. (don't ask) She was eaten by two people, Harald Hoerwick and Carolann, a girl who died of food poisoning because she didn't have an elixir like Harald.
Emma was born in Dusseldorf, Germany. Even though Emma was two when she lived in Dusseldorf, she had amazing powers. She was a magister magi!!! (like a magician) She could communicate with people with telepathy. Emma was living in the Dusseldorf whe the "Monster" incident occured. It was bloody and horrible. Who'd have thunk that she was the cause of all this. But she was two so she didn't know what she was doin cuz she was only 2. and besides she was stuuuuuupid (jk)
She moved to Russia when she was 5. She made a time machine when she was 11. She traveled to an early era in Japan. People mistook her for Princess Ashitacka. She had a giant red elk named Yakul. one day, She was riding Yakul on the fields. She saw a giant, ugla', giant, demon boar.
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Posted 4/1/07 , edited 4/13/08
life is like a cage and time is the key
when the last sand falls you fall as well
y is soul in such an unholly vessel
no offence to mother earth but im made out of dirt
young, average, old thats all u get i've been told
thats just a lie its a guise
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Posted 4/4/07 , edited 4/13/08
Ripping through
Beds of earth piled,
Metal, rocks, sweat
Glaring sun beats a roar,
Waves flash over the ground.
Glistens in the light,
Glug,
Glug,
Glug.
An empty place, hollow thorughout.
It runs away, from dark
The moon overlooks all one can see.
Crackles, fizzes from fires in the night,
burning brightly like the morning dew.
A cloud of smoke, and a rustle of cloth.
All is quiet, except for a lone wolf in the distance,
Howling towards the moon.


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Posted 4/13/07 , edited 4/13/08
The second paragraph is based on 2 Metallica songs.

MASTER OF PUPPETS



Prologue

Millennias ago the Angeleon, an ancient race, were living in the Planet. Until one day war occured, and most ancients were wiped out. The race soon died out, only to evolve into Neo-Angelon, which is basically half Angeleon / Human. The Neo-Angelon live today in a planet which is mostly surrounded by humans, who are now in danger from their arrogance to keep the world Justified. The Neo-Angelon contain inhuman strenth, some are even used by military forces and are often tested to try passing their incredible strength on to humans. They live with a burden of a race.


Millennias later *battle scene* a strong mysterious warrior is ordered to go to this battle. His girlfriend, who was also a military soilder fought along side him, in the same squad. She stepped on a landmine. The boyfriend of the victim lost hope and was then ordered to attack at front line. Most of his squad were killed off, and he eventually killed himself during battle whilst surrounded by the enemy. Weeks later it appeared the victim of the landmine has survived, only to have lost all her senses, arms and legs. Euthanasia was intended but was cancelled because it appeared that the victim was carrying a live child in her womb. It was later found out that the baby was a Neo-Angelon. The military were then ordered to keep the victim alive until the baby was born and then perform euthanasia on the victim.


START

42 years later

One day an organisation consisting of Neo-Angelon formed to fight against the human race; the new world was in grave danger, but disater was prevented. It is now feared that a son of the fallen oginisation's Leader, the legendary Nazariini(lol) has evaded and destroyed land. His name is Ramsteen.

- First Scenes -

Young optimistic character called Marrow is going to 'hunt' as an excuse for training with his friends. They wonder off into the woods and whilst wondering talk about the situation of 'Warriors'.

(*Note: Warriors are beings that battle / fight mainly in badlands in order to prove superior strength and become aknowledged; many compete and they are mainly Neos considering their unpredictable strength. Many people often hold tournaments. However, most battles are unofficial and can cause trouble if fighting in city areas*

They hear that 'The Slasher' is the most dangerous and strongest at the moment. They also talk about the Villian thats causing trouble with the cities(Ramsteen).

Marrow weilds a sword that he finds 'useless', but according to his grandfather the sword he weilds is a God's sword and that it has never been awaken.

(*Note: His grandfather though always forbids Marrow to become a 'Warrior' (which is what Marrow wants to be) due to the fear of him encoutering strong Warriors like Slasher.

They defeat dangerous creatures far in the woods, and have a joyful time. Then they encounter a barrier, containing 700,000 volts of electric to prevent intruders from entering. Inside the the area contains a cave hole. The 3 wonder what is inside. Suddenly the ground starts to shake, the ground crumbles and so then the barriers breaks. Marrow, with his own will to prove greatness, heads towards the cave. His friends follow. When they reach the cave they find nothing. Suddenly the ground falls, along with Marrow. The 2 friends try to help, but suddenly they could see black smoke from their villiage. Marrow, still trying to prove strength, tells them to go back and leave him and help the village. His friends then go..........i'll post more later


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Here, this is a poem from my fanfiction!

I am living the good life
A nice life
A happy life

I am living for the people
Who love me
Who make me happy

But that is just a dream
My life is hell
I can’t stand myself

I am living day after day
Running away
Wanting to die

But I am stuck in this hell called life

My spirits been stolen
My dreams been taken
My hearts been torn apart

And I got no one to blame
To share my pain
To make me feel again…

I feel ashamed
For my life is unseen
And I just can’t run away

Just shoot me
Take me away
I want to die

Get me to hell
Anything is better
Than living this life

You look at this girl
Living a good life
Happiness surrounds her

But you don’t know
That darkness surrounds her
And the pain that she lives

I am living
Day after day
Finding a way…

To end my days.

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Posted 4/25/07 , edited 4/13/08

Flourescent wrote:

That's okay.. XD

Chapter 1: A New Love (Part 3)

Papa comes in and sits down. I hope nothing’s wrong. He’s usually not so quiet. Most of the time, all he ever does is joke around. I like him more when he’s goofing off.

“Um…what’s wrong Papa?” My voice is shaky.
“I think we need to have a little talk, Sae.”
“Okay, but why?”
“Toshi has been coming over here a lot and I know you’re mother has been pressuring you two so that you won’t try anything.”
“Try what!?!”
“I think you know what. The Queen is going to die soon. You will be a princess and you will need a prince. So...about trying to do ‘that’....it’s fine if you want to.”
“But what makes you think I want Toshi!?!”
Okay, so I’m not exactly being honest.

Papa pats my head and takes the cookies away. Those were mine. He’s going to get fat. Ha!

I think I’m going to go see Toshi at his house. He might forgive me, and that way I’ll be able to hang out with him like he wanted to do here. Mama won’t like it if I stay there too long, but she shouldn’t mind if I just stayed just for a little while.

I put on my shoes and step out the front door. Toshi lives just 2 minutes away. I knock on the door and he opens it, but he still looks upset. I clap my hands in front of my face and kneel down in front of him. If he’s my best friend, he’ll forgive me. Out of nowhere, he starts giggling at me. How dare him!?!

I give him a big hug. I owe him this much. He lets me in.

His house is so plain! There aren’t any pictures. There’s not even a TV or a radio. I walk into his living room and all that’s in there is a couch and a carpet. I lie on the couch and close my eyes. Toshi won’t mind if I just take a little nap. I’ll be up in a minute.

(Am I bad or what? >_>)



MORE PLEASE!!!
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http://www.crunchyroll.com/showforumtopic?id=3622

^That is my story, it was too long to post it here
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The Life and Diary of a 6th Grade Reject
Breana Buckley



Dear Diary,

From today forward I will write in this journal. I hope we can work well together!


-Me

I slammed the diary shut, locked it, put a chain though the key’s keyhole, and around my neck. Why, might you ask, does an only child go to such lengths for privacy? If you’d met my parents you’d know. I shoved the book under my bed and went to sleep.
By the time I woke up the next morning, I knew it’d be a bad day. In other words, the usual. First, my alarm didn’t go off. Bad sign or what? I had to run for 5 minutes to catch to bus. During first period, science, I got an F+ on my test. But hey, at least there was a plus sign. At least, I’d like to say that, but science is my best subject. Worse still, Alexia, my so-called ‘rival’, popped out of nowhere and snatched the stupid test.
“Ho ho ho ho!” she laughed, and yeah, she really laughs like that, “A F?! Are you really my rival?”
“Um, no I’m not your rival, ya Santa impersonator. So lay off and quit bugging me.”
She got this look on her face like ‘You dare insult me?!’, stuck her long over-pampered nose in the air, and walked away, arrogant ‘til the very end.
I rolled my eyes and said, “Yuck! Oh god do I wanna puke!”
“Arrogant isn’t she?” asked a voice from behind me. I turned to see Alexia’s brother.
“Well, she’s your twin Alex.” I said.
He cringed, “Ugh! Don’t remind me, I’ve been trying to forget! It‘s hard enough with mirrors all over the place at home!”
I laughed. That’s why Alex is cool. So cool, in fact that I’ve had a crush on him since elementary. The bad side? Alexia’s his twin, so they share a face.

. . .

“Hey Sam! Play some soccer?” Randy kicked the ball to me from the field a few yards away.
I stopped it with my foot and smiled, “Sure!”
I’m sure you don’t know, so I’ll tell you. I’m a tomboy. I’m notorious for it. I haven’t even been seen in a skirt or pink since the 2nd grade. In fact, It took all I could muster to convince myself that buying a diary didn’t make me girly.
So anyway, after the game (which my team won) Tom came up to me and said, “Sam! I’m throwing a party Saturday, wanna come?”
“If my mom’ll let me- oh wait! She’s home today! Hold on a sec, I’ll call.” I grabbed my phone and dialed Mom’s cell, just in case she was out. I walked away from the guys and waited for her to pick up. It didn’t take long.
“Hello?” she asked from the other end.
“It’s me,” I said, “Um...Mom? A friend of mine’s throwing a party on Saturday. Can I go?”
“Is there a chaperone?” she asked.
“Uh, hold on.” I said. I covered the cell, “Hey Tom! There’s a chaperone right?”
He laughed, “Of course there is. Dad’d kill me if there wasn’t!”
“Yeah.” I said to Mom.
“Then Yes! Yes! You can go!” she sounded excited, I think she thought I was gonna wear a dress. Which I wasn’t. Not in a million years; not by a long shot.


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As usual... "a sad and random attempt to write a cannibalism lyrical poem."

Cannibal

Deep damp basement searing screams
Echoing sound waves flowing like streams
Blood gushing down pale fragile flesh
Among remains of that all is left

Devouring the last one hanging
Still conscious but barely breathing

Her visage was nicely decorated
Flesh and organs slowly mutilated
Fueling the desire of hunger and lust
Crimson fluid to fill the thirst

Devouring of all that remaining
Hanging in a barbed wire deteriorating

On this cold floor agony and self-indulgence accumulates
Blasphemy, consume the fucking human race

P.S. And remember... it is a sin to triple post on here... hint, hint.
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Posted 5/10/07 , edited 4/13/08
ehh, my short story is like 7 pages long, i doubt anyone would finish it, so i will post a haiku...

NYC is HERE!
Lot's of people everywhere...
More than you care, right?
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Posted 5/10/07 , edited 4/13/08

AutomatedSpecies wrote:

As usual... "a sad and random attempt to write a cannibalism lyrical poem."

Cannibal

Deep damp basement searing screams
Echoing sound waves flowing like streams
Blood gushing down pale fragile flesh
Among remains of that all is left

Devouring the last one hanging
Still conscious but barely breathing

Her visage was nicely decorated
Flesh and organs slowly mutilated
Fueling the desire of hunger and lust
Crimson fluid to fill the thirst

Devouring of all that remaining
Hanging in a barbed wire deteriorating

On this cold floor agony and self-indulgence accumulates
Blasphemy, consume the fucking human race

P.S. And remember... it is a sin to triple post on here... hint, hint.


oh crap :unsure:............although they were at different times
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This story I've writen is for Kanon 2006 and Kanon 2002 fans! Be warned the story IS long!
http://www.fanfiction.net/secure/live_preview.php?storyid=3476981
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Goodbye, A Promise

Not sure if Ive been happiest at your side
But what is done, is done
I'll leave it as it is... again
Move on, dont stop and never look back.

When you smiled at me, you made me
realize that inside me, there is beauty.
Oh, what a dreamer have I been
To expect for something special between us.

We never made no promises nor vows
And never talked about each other's past.
We just made this moment last
And now its etched in my soul forever.

Never thought it meant nothing to you
This was just a game you've always played
So once again, Im an actress on our stage
And pretend I enjoyed that foolish game.

You made me realize there was never a broken heart
Just a broken trust but a much stonger soul.
Sad for one moment but never regretful
And I still thank you, memory lives on.

Seduction will subside, and soon, will die
Like this body, this temple, heaven's creation.
Earth will devour me, ashes will fly,
No more you and me in eternal damnation.

And now I'll make another promise
This I intend to forever keep
Under the moon's blessing, my goddess,
I'll say...
Goodbye my ghost, I'll meet etrenal sleep.

I am ready to face this angel of death
to step on my heart, kill this feeling called love,
No fear for his knife to cut my breath
For I know my goddess watches me from above.

My soul will have memories of you.
But at the day of my rebirth,
Another mind, new heart, a living temple
Will never know and feel anything for you.

Just two stangers...Two souls...
Two stories of promise...
Two different destiny...
Absence will be the gift...


a girl says goodbye to the Vampire she loves
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I WROTE A SILLY POEM ABOUT A TOMATO SANDWICH.

It is, not coincidentally, called "Ode to my Tomato Sammich".

ODE TO MY TOMATO SAMMICH

Once, you were a field of wheat
all amber golden brown in the sun
bending to the wind's will.
But when all is said and done,
you'll be in my stomach.

Once, you were a seed,
And then a plump green fruit on a vine
wrapped around the guiding post.
But when you're ripe and round and fine,
you'll be in my stomach.

Once, you were in a factory
with mahcinery that whizzed and clanked and whirred
spinning labels on jars with yellow tops.
But when that factory's no longer heard,
you'll be in my stomach.

Now you're all smooshed together,
the mayonnaise spread thick like icing on a cake
and the tomato giving your blandness color.
If I have the incentive, I'll go ahead and make
you into my lunch.

Then you'll be in my stomach.
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