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It's the season to be jolly!

by !Rainbowstar11, Dec 21, 2012, 2:06:02 AM
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Sorry for the not being active. School been killing me with work. I just wanted to wish the members and watchers a Happy Holidays from me. The club has past the 100 marker and hopeful we can get to 150 soon. I'm making a special folder for Holiday stories and may do a contest.

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We are the young writers of the world. We don't train for sports, we train our writing skills. We spend hours with a pencil in our hands or a keyboard below our fingers. Our dream to have our stories seen and enjoyed by others. We read famous author's books and see how they draw a reader in. We look online on how to write for genres and age. We are the Unknown Young Writers of the World!

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RelaxTimpanies, softer than an overture of the most valiant decore. A swafting miracle which runs faster than a boar in the forest. Chasing dreams, the tiny spores, emanated from leaves, their sun-fed cores, while God takes his lean, and watches the stores open and close and open and close and he wonders why he made it all. Though he probably doesn't, because from what I've heard, he's a bit of a know-it-all, thinks he controls it all, even though evil's here, betraying his supposed personality. And through it all, I'm here, watching you all. Enthralled by the movements of time and the calls and the whines of the world and its intelligence. EleganRelax by ~dude-im-alive

Falling MoonThere's a bugbear in my sweater
Not letting me forget her
And all I care to tell
Is that my body is doing swell,

Since the moon began to fall
The growing white orb in the sky.
Picturesque beauty becoming our death
You left for a safer land,

But I told you there is none.
That you'd need to fly to another speck in the sky.
But you still wanted to leave me.
Perhaps to live out your short life in singular dreams.

I hate it, how one fulfillment of a dream,
Can lead to another's crushed, alone, so pitiful.
Alone. Perhaps that is where my true dreams should lay.
Not pretending that another will rush to fulfill it with me.

For we all have our ownFalling Moon by ~dude-im-alive

Watching SkiesBrowns and yellows and
reds and greens.

The circle is pondered
beyond all means.

Regression is progression
in pathway in procession.

Finding out what happened
at one, enabling barriers

to be overcome. Fortunes
lost and gained. Starry

night skies without the
same people.

It's never the same.Watching Skies by ~dude-im-alive

Rotten StewI just want to write.
memories, dreams, cold
turkey, sour beef.
Stew left rot.
So well made, the ingredients
perfect.
But a plan was forgotten.
Left behind.
Screwed up, tossed aside.
Sense is futile.
Magical turnips,
engoring basements.
Wanton fear.
In a nutshell.
My dear...Rotten Stew by ~dude-im-alive

Featured

FanFiction

Insomnia [Nellis] With a soft groan, a man stood up from his hastily made bed. Moving around his sleeping companions, gently snoring into their pillows, he opened the door of the building and stepped out onto the front porch. The chilly night air made him shiver at first but he then sat down against the building's wall and calmly took out a cigarette. Lighting it and taking a deep draught, he looked around himself.
The view could have been called almost pleasant. Ancient trees divided the sky from the land, barely letting any moonlight seep through the branches. Ferns and flowering bushes grew plentifully around the trunks. A couple of birds cried inInsomnia [Nellis] by ~Rainyyuu

The General and The Master Ch.4

The two were silent yet again after Tigress had asked her question. But Grievous wasn’t quite sure were to begin, he desired her as his apprentice, yes but how to tell her that…? It was situations like this where he wished he was better with words.

“You showed me great skill, able to destroy over a dozen of my droids with only your bare hands as well annihilate one of my bodyguards.”

’Surprised you even need them,’ Tigress thought to herself as he continued to meet the cyborg’s glowing stare. “And being able to last against me without being Force sensitive is impressive, even if I was goiThe General and The Master Ch.4 by ~GodzillaKrueger

Villain Category MemeSomething To Prove Villain-Nightmare Moon(My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic)

Nightmare Moon is a manifestation of Princess Luna's anger and jealously at, in her views at that time, for being ignored and unappreciated by the residents of Equestria. Her grand plan was to eliminate all opposition to her and force the ponies to enjoy her night...whether they wanted to or not.

Sadist-Freddy Krueger(A Nightmare On Elm Street 1-7, Freddy Vs. Jason)

Perhaps more so than any other villain on this list, Freddy is the one who most obviously RELISHES in being evil. He enjoys spreading terror and violence whenever he gets the chance. Even when it appeVillain Category Meme by ~GodzillaKrueger

The General and The Master Ch.3

Only hours had passed since the capture of the strange being simply known as “Master Tigress” and yet there was still absolutely no data to be found on her. Grievous frustratingly loomed over the shoulder of a skinny battle droid while it’s equally thin fingers tapped rapidly on a control panel before it.

“Try typing in “Tigress.”

“No data.”

“Furious Five.”

“No data.”

In a second the angry cyborg had knocked off the droid’s head, it bounced and clattered noisily on the recently polished metal floor of his flagship; The Invisible Hand. As he shifted his gazeThe General and The Master Ch.3 by ~GodzillaKrueger

FanFiction

Poetry

Jukebox In The CornerHe stands there
Like a lonely man
Reliving memories about times passed

He sings there
Like a single nightingale
Trying to make himself be heard

He watches
Like an only guard
As the cogs of life keep turning

He rusts
Like a useless sword
When his job is finally over

The jukebox in the corner
Is there no more.
Only silence left
In his spot.Jukebox In The Corner by ~Rainyyuu

The most influential woman: Taylor Swift Kindness, aspirational, determination and inspirational are the words that come to mind when thinking of the most influential woman in my life. One of my favourite singers, Taylor Swift, embodies these characteristics. Taylor Swift is an inspiration to me as she inspires her fans to accept who they are. She is a celebrity with a big heart. She started off as a small town girl who played her guitar for four hours until her fingers literally bled. Now, she is a big sensational country pop star. This “can do” spirit reflects her determination to pursue her dreams.

Looks wise, I find Taylor Swift beautiful with crystal Bambi-likeThe most influential woman: Taylor Swift by ~FairyNinja12

Sunset's lovely redI see that red hue
Floating towards the twilight sky
On a cold sunsetSunset's lovely red by ~FairyNinja12

Waiting for youHis crimson parsol
Cradle in my arms
He shall be backWaiting for you by ~FairyNinja12

Poetry

Short Stories

Lament of a Dying SamuraiI will always remember the first day we met. You, the young daughter of a Master Samurai, and me, an apprentice to your father. You were shy that first meeting, I remember that. From me, you hid your face in a fan decorated in cherry blossoms and wouldn’t meet my eye when I feasted on your beauty. That day, you were wearing a purple kimono embroidered with white flowers and light green leaves.

I didn’t see you again for many moons and the next time we spoke, the snow had already begun to fall. I can remember you standing next to me, shivering in that light kimono of yours and your full red lips turning a shade of blue. The snow dLament of a Dying Samurai by ~Rainyyuu

Suicide CircusI knew the hooded figure was watching me, even if I couldn’t see his face from the shadow of the cowl. His cloak hid his true body from me, only his white gloved hands visible. The material of the cloth seemed to be velvet as it shone and danced under the paleness of the moon. He was shorter than me maybe by only a little bit, that I could see even from our distance, yet still made me shiver as he stood there, silent, just watching.

“I don’t think I should be here,” I mumbled under his invisible yet watchful gaze. He made no motion or acknowledgement of my words, just stood in front of the great golden doors that had Suicide Circus by ~Rainyyuu

Ask myself!Ask myself!
______________________________________________

I sat abruptly on the couch, sighing.

“Oh, bad day?” A voice emerged from behind my laying spot. I opened my eyes to meet perfect replicas of mine, gracing a smirking face. Great timing Mike... Resting his elbows on the top of the sofa, my alter-ego was waiting for my answer. Closing my eyes once more, I sighed again. Man, how many times did I do that today?

“Not all of it was bad, just one bit I could have done without...” My voice came out lower and more exhausted than I thought.

“You got into a fight with him again, right?” he guessed.

I letAsk myself! by ~Naelianne

PerspectiveTumbling down the stairs to join a year-by-year self-set tradition, an un timed clock ticked anonymous seconds to a countdown with a looming end. Clasping the door handle and wrenching it downward, a countdown chorus greeted chilled ears.

3.

Thick soled boots clamped onto the branches, stone and grass as the destination approaches.

2.

Skidding along wooden decking frosted by the night, lunges are performed at expert precision to reach the goal.

1.

Grasping hold of metal, a surge of energy pushes up on the elastic.

0.

A small step for man, a giant leap for the mind.

A fury of screams and cheers with colourful lights blasts the sky, yoPerspective by ~Arctic-Web

Short Stories

Chapters

America x Reader Travel the Fifty States (1)Travel the Fifty States
First state
You look at the map, tracing the haphazardly drawn red lines with your eyes, anticipating this trip. Your best friend and boy friend respectively, Alfred Fitzgerald Jones, was taking you on a huge road trip. One that you have been wanting to go on for quite a while; touring the great nation that your significant other represented in a huge organization called The World Summit, The United States of America. Or as you liked to tease your boyfriend, 'Murica. It was actually a really cool job. He had to meet with other representatives from all over the world, argue, get nothing done and go home once a month. And in return he got to tour the world, often times taking you with him. But this trip was different. This trip wasn't about TWS. He wasn't gonna be busy the entire time you were on tours. No, this time was just him, you, a road map, and a car. And of course Alfred's vast knowledge about his favorite topic, himself. He surprised you by taking you onAmerica x Reader Travel the Fifty States (1) by ~UndergroundHeaven

Emm (Part 23) Panic seized Emm’s heart like a vice-grip and she gave him a harsh shove in the chest, leapt to her feet and pulled one of the many knives she had hidden on her person. Javi looked up at her like a kicked puppy and held out his hands in a sign of innocence at the sight of her blade. Fear made him stammer, “I-‘m sorry, I didn’t mean- I mean I didn’t mean to make- it was spontaneous, I never would’ve-“
Her survival instincts told her “He means no harm”, so she stomped off as quickly as her feet would take her, trying to sheath her knife with a shaking hand. She heard Javi barEmm (Part 23) by ~UkeBug

Emm (Part 22) Javi found that Emm was a very fast learner. He only had to show her something one time, and she mimicked him as well as a mirror every time after that. The croissants looked beautiful. He set the pre-heat and leaned back against the stove. “So tell me more about your family.”
“No.”
“Oh, come on.”
“No.”
“What if I tell you about mine?”
“N-“
He continued anyways, “My dad actually owned our towns’ aquarium. Pretty bitchin’, right? The whole place actually loved it so much that Mom could afford to be Emm (Part 22) by ~UkeBug

Emm (Part 21) “Well, hey, that’s no big deal, I love cooking. I’ll help you,” Javi clapped and rubbed his hands together, “What are we making?”
He had moved to stand right next to Emm, who was still scanning her countertops as though she was just now seeing them for the first time. “I’m…I’m not sure. She just said ‘pastries’.”
Javi walked briskly over to the pantry next to the refrigerator, “You have a crap-ton of fruit preserves. We could make fruit-filled croissants. Those things are good,” he could feel his stomach snarling.
“Emm (Part 21) by ~UkeBug

Chapters

Vignettes

Life isn't for everyone.Life isn't for the faint hearted. It will rip your face out of your arse and strangle you with the remains. Sometimes though, you look around, and its so goddam beautiful you want to cry your eyes out into a pool of tears and bathe in its glory; a little grotesque yes, but intuitive.
Life plays with you, unless you play with it right back. Tickle that Motherfucker, make it squirm, and scream, and laugh so hard it shakes the good times into your lap.
Climb trees, run around wildly, take life by the balls, and don't let go until they're blue.
Dance like theres no one watching, but a creepy guy filming you in the bushes, sing like your drowninLife isn't for everyone. by *yours----truly

Writer's blockThe pencil lies idly next to the notebook.

The icon on the computer screen blinks almost in a mocking fashion, the keys gathering dust.

That notebook is opened to a fresh page, not a letter or eraser shaving on it.

That computer is opened up to a new document, again, no words on it, not even the use of undo or redo as a sign that maybe something was once there.

And there's not a damn thing I can do about it.

I can think of few things in this world that are as frustrating.Writer's block by =kushamisaru

RoastingBreath In.

And it's like fire. The hot air scorching down your throat, filling balloons shaped like lungs, lifting your body off the slated seat. You can feel it, spiraling down, penetrating deep into your core, like lightning, hot and quick. You look around at those souls sitting with you in this purgatory of illness, of sweat, of stress. Feel the quiet, bringing with it a calm, no one person daring to make a sound for fear of shattering the balance of breath.

Ears pick up the sound of burning. The burning of coal, or rocks, one can't tell in the perpetual night that surrounds. You hold that breath, and then it is Fire. Burning you, heart,Roasting by ~Ozuchi-Kozuchi

FFM: To Fight-To ProtectIt was all for that delicious, satisfying crunch of cartilage breaking as knuckles met nose. The feel of skin tearing away under nails, fists flying and the contact with soft tissues. She had a taste for blood, sticky and sweet as it sluggishly leaked from her lips and down her throat.

It was her calling, this breaking of people. An addiction some might say. And oh, how she loved every hit. Her right hook was mean, but it was the left you should watch for. She didn't think it was wrong; it's what she knew, had always known. And those who tried to say other wise? Crack.

Quick as a snake,
she weaves about,
dancing 'round her opponents
aFFM: To Fight-To Protect by ~Ozuchi-Kozuchi

Vignettes

Character Profiles

Doctor Wilhelm Faux

1.) What's your name?
I am Doctor Wilhelm Faux, M.D.

2.) Do you know why you were named that?
Wilhelm is the name my father gave me after my grandfather, and Faux is the old family name.

4).Have any abilities or powers?
I am a lycanthrope, or what is commonly known as a werewolf. My strengh, speed, endurance and senses are superior to that of a human. I change I will, but must change on the full moon. I have significant mental control over myself in my werewolf form.

5.) Stop being a marry-sue.
I have never heard of such a thing.

6) If you were to get in a fight with a strong wrestler, do you think you'd win?
A human brute is no match forDoctor Wilhelm Faux by ~GodzillaKrueger

Loki 's Drawing by ~amerakat

Bella 's drawing by ~amerakat

JARED LETO 's Drawing by ~amerakat

Character Profiles

Visual Poetry

Try your hardest, and keep going.Hey, I have some things that your guys should hear, I hope you enjoy them <3
If you are ever trying your best and you can't just get it right, just keep going. You know you will get there, just in a matter of believing. Change that "I can't" into "I can" and pretty soon you will be saying "I did." Its all in the process. Never give up on your hopes and dreams. What can you do today to bring you one step towards your goal? Believing. Clear your mind of "Can't" and change it to "Can." You can make a wish. or you can make it happen. If you have the courage to begin, you have the courage to succeed. If you are tired of starting over, stop giving up. You know that you will make it, because you believe in yourself. Don't give excuses, go through the process without giving up. You don't get what you want. You get what you work for.
~CheeseFingers222Try your hardest, and keep going. by ~CheeseFingers222

Dark FACTMom always told me to NOT afraid by dark.

I know that.

She always told me like million times.

Because I keep turnig on the lamp, even until now.

The bills keep spinning round.

She angry to me and turn off all the lamp in my room.

But I always get the extra of the lamp that I always hide in my drawer.

So, I will keep in safe condition after I wake up.

The fact that even parent don't know is:

People actually not afraid in the darkness.
But afraid what is inside the darkness.

~FINDark FACT by ~hujikari

The Boy With the GlassesThe boy with the glasses
Puts them on
And sees the world
For what it truly is

Cruelty, loneliness
He sees
Anger, frustration
He sees

And it is all too much
He can't take
Their expectations
Their rules, their ways

He would rather just see the world
Through his own blinded eyes
So he takes the glasses off
Not wanting to see
He takes the glasses off
To forget.The Boy With the Glasses by ~Avix215

Frantz by *Amanda-Graham

Visual Poetry

Mature Content

Kitten's Fifth Tease This Con by ~PervyMistress

Your pain, My pleasure. by ~LilKay101

Sex, weed and hanging out.You spot him across a crowded space, you see him drinking a beer at the bar, and you look down at your legs, extend your right leg slightly and move your foot around clockwise, while smiling to yourself. “He is really sexy” you think, as you take a sip of your beer and look away from him.

You feel him looking in your direction, you keep your gaze low in the middle of the room, and then only raise your eyes up to meet his. You stare at him, without flinching for 5 seconds at least, then you take a sip of your drink and look away into the crowd, there is a man coming towards you, smiling... he walks up to you and asks you to dance,Sex, weed and hanging out. by *yours----truly

Hunter's Fifth Tease This Con by ~PervyMistress

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