CrystalStory: Chaos PhantomCrystal by ChaosPhantom444
Fandom: Original but will go into many crossovers
Family: The Zahar family
Allies: Chaos Phantom, Lt. Lighting, Sky Valkyrie, Spirit Walker, Commander Magma, and more to come
Appearance: Her full name is Crystal Zahar, a 16-year-old teenage girl with long silver hair that is usually pulled back into a ponytail. She is 5’ 3’’ in height with natural yellow eyes. She wears a crisp white shirt under a cropped silver short-sleeved spandex jacket with a white pleated knee length skirt with side slits down the side. She also wears white fingerless gloves on both her hands and a simple silver bracelet around her right wrist.
Personality: She is a serious and reserved girl with high standards. She can come across as cold and indifferent attitude towards others. She tends to have a little harder time making new friends but once made she’s a great friend to have, a sweetheart with a kind and compassionate nature.
Powers: Her pow
Sky ValkyrieStory: Chaos Phantom seriesSky Valkyrie by ChaosPhantom444
Fandom: Original but will go into many crossovers
Family: A mother, a father, and three sisters
Friends: LT. Lighting, Crystal, Spirit Walker, Chaos Phantom, Commander Magma, and others
Appearance: Her name is Ashley Breeze is a 16-year old girl with cerise (reddish pink) eyes, freckles on the cheeks, and 5’ 4’’ in height. She has long black hair that is dyed chaotically with orange, blue, and pink highlights. She wears a military uniform that is splattered with multi-color all over her uniform. A skull necklace hangs loosely around her neck and a dagger earing on the right ear to complete her colorful military punk look.
Personality: She’s a bit of a tomboy that loves to party. Ashley is loyal, cheerful, and always has her friends back. She loves to dance, paint, and enjoys having a creative outlet.
Powers: Wind Manipulation, able to control and create wind. She can manipulate the
Come Back Down to Earth ... (Poem) I often wonder a lot sometimes,Come Back Down to Earth ... (Poem) by McConnaughay
every now and again,
about myself. I lost myself, my way,
don't know where to go.
In-fact, I wonder a lot sometimes about maybe this all,
and whether it's here nor there, don't know to tell you the truth.
You say so much,
yet say nothing at all.
Run in circles,
are you all entertained.
Through flaming hoops at the tamer's whim,
pulsating heat, feel in your bones.
Paws drenched, they are damp with fear.
Sweaty limbs ignite your path,
as they are flammable.
The world's your oyster,
but your hands, they clam.
Under water, you are not equip.
Kick and splash, give it all your might.
You will sink
to the bottom.
I often wonder a lot sometimes
in a rambling mess of no
We Never Said You Were on the Winning Side (Poem) Every way I've taken binds me.We Never Said You Were on the Winning Side (Poem) by McConnaughay
Mush, contort, it will define.
You only care for who has spoken.
Trust in me not to forget.
There is something I am hiding.
It hides from everyone I know.
Hiding like it has a secret.
Hiding like it doesn't know.
I shall let the fear engulf me.
I will let it take me whole.
Say hello and pleased to meet you.
Truth be told, I'd rather leave.
Because I am nothing but a failure,
fly that's yet to be swat down.
Look for you to bring me answers,
too worthless to find myself.
Of at all we don't have nothing,
twice the negative we'll be.
Can you help but contemplate it,
the idea there of something more?
Close my eyes and I can taste it.
Open wide and I can see.
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Hi Everyone!! Bienvenidos (mira bajo)
Welcome to Writing-4-life, a group where you can share your skills and inspire others to write amazing things!! This is a group for poets, fanfic authors, original story writers, and watchers alike to comment, critique, and give ideas to one another.
Join right ahead and submit some amazing literature! Who knows, today its DA, tomorrow...it's the Bestseller's list.
Being a small group, we'd enjoy some support...so invite your friends on DA, watchers, the people you watch, and others to come and join in the fun! You can also help by suggesting affiliates so we could share the inspiration!
Anyways, It's sorta necessary that I lay down the law, here:
> not too inappro-pro. Let's keep this group rated PG-13, k?
> don't troll/spam/cyber-bully/stalk/creep upon any other member of the group. It's just rude, and if reported, your membership in this group will be taken away from you, please contact if something happens as well as normal procedures.
> 10 deviations a day, until our gallery starts getting out of hand
> It's nice to be nice.
> Put your deviations in the right category... please? We have lives to, it takes time to sort and file things that can be easily done by the person.
>It is automatic acceptance but submitting artwork like drawings is rude and a hassle for those of us who have to check to clear it out.
> Have fun, and enjoy!!
Well, anyways, thanks for visiting our page!!
Bienvenidos, personas de paises como España, Nicaragua, Argentina, Colombia, Costa Rica, Puerto Rico, y otras al grupo "Writing-4-Life" un collecion va a hacer creado despues de 2011. ¿Es posible nos da tus poemas y historias?
Vessels: Prologue Although the longest, busiest street of Gruanksen City possessed the uncreative official name of Gruanksen Street, most residence simply knew it as “Marketplace”. And for good reason: the wide, lengthy road was always bustling with shoppers, lined with small venues selling just about anything a person could imagine. Children ran around, waving sticks of candy and laughing in high, bubbly voices, and pets mingled and played, racing to snag scraps of fallen foods.Vessels: Prologue by featheringwhisper
Despite its popularity, not all of the hundreds of shops contained in Marketplace were very well known, or really got any customers more than once a day. One of these lesser used locations was a small, purple tent, labeled “Fortuneteller and Psychic”. At the desk in front of it sat a bored looking teenager, his head pillowed on his arm. The only reason why a person wouldn’t think he was asleep was because his eyes were open, staring blankly down the road i
Crisis: Chapter 1 Chapter 1Crisis: Chapter 1 by featheringwhisper
At night, the streets of Lower Town were quiet. Not completely quiet – there was still the low murmur of secret deals made after midnight, of men wandering the streets after drinking too much to find their way home, of couples in their beds. But it was a stark contrast to Lower Town’s usual noisy, overcrowded daytimes.
Isandro, one of the inhabitants of the Lower Town, took the time to enjoy that near silence, perched precariously on the roof of his house. Every night he would climb the wild vines that traced up the side of his family’s home, a small bag thrown over his shoulder, and settle on the loosely attached shingles. From the bag, he’d take whatever activity he’d chosen for that night – a book to read, a sketchpad to draw on, or maybe just a snack to eat.
There was also a bit of a thrill every time
Dell's Journey to Candy MountainCici: This my first story so no flames please. Start us off DellDell's Journey to Candy Mountain by LadyMarigold
Dell: Cici does not own us or Charlie the Unicorn.
Kaito and Len: No Vocaloids were harm in the making of this story
Dell was chilling in his hammock, resting his eyes and smoking his cigarette after working a long day at the Crypton Music Studio. It was his personal Heaven on earth until… When the two male divas approached him, Len and Kaito.
"Hey Dell, Hey Dell, wake up!" Len said, poking the white haired man.
"Hey Dell, you silly sleepyhead, wake up!" Kaito said, also poking him.
Annoyed he put out his cigarette, put the packs in his pants pocket and said. "Ugh, oh god, its you two, this better fucking important, did the fangirls break into studio again?" He asked, and then shuddered from the horrible memory of crazed fangirls.
"No Dell, we found a map to Candy Mountain, Candy Mountain Dell." Len explained.
"Yeah Dell, we're going to Candy Mountain, come with us Dell!" Kaito squealed.
"Yeah Dell, it'll be an adve
Population Zero Chapter OnePopulation Zero Chapter One by TheNewFireDancer
Living on earth has always been a hard thing to do, too many people, too many responsibilities, and the threat of war was always hanging overhead, and that was before things took a turn for the worst. The disease didn't spread like it always did in the movies, in secret with only government officials aware of it, there was a mass panic that led to more than three hundred dead in car accidents, trampled underfoot in grocery stores, and suicide. The dead were rising and there wasn't a damn thing anyone could do to stop it—no miracle cure, just good old fashioned head trauma. Bullets were being sold like they were going out of style and the knives were stolen right off the shelves.
The first to go were the severely unprepared, those that didn't want to learn how to fight or just plain couldn't. Children and the elderly went next, the nursing home staff quickly putting a bullet in the brains of their customers and parents cradling the dead bodies of their children even as those dead
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