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Tuesday, October 11th, 2011

Posted by:jesus_in_canada.
Time:9:19 am.
Hola, new to community, here's a short story I wrote a whole ago, really weird, goofy, but I think its a fun read Especially if you enjoy adults who hate children! :D Weird formatting tho, so be prepared.

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Friday, October 7th, 2011

Subject:more Pyc details
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:8:59 pm.
Mood: curious.

A little snippet from the first section of prose in the Tal'verse. I have no idea if this is staying the way it is. It's a little rambling on purpose, to highlight how young he is, but also I feel like I'm not really getting where I need to with it. It seems to make sense to me, but I know the whole plot so I don't think that really counts. So it would be really helpful if you tell me what you got out of it so I can make sure it's working...

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Friday, September 30th, 2011

Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:11:24 pm.
Mood: crushed.
A ridiculously short piece detailing the sunset from my character, Pyc's eyes. Pyc is the Lord of the Underworld and Aero, the Sun is his lover. When it's time for night, Aero dies and sinks into the Underworld and Pyc gets to see her, but he can't kiss her because when he does she'll be brought back to life and rise again.

Title: Sunset (not very creative, I know)
Genre: Fantasy
Medium: poetic prose
Rating: PG

It's ridiculously short! Read it! It'll take you like ten seconds or less. And comments are always nice if you can spare another five.


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Thursday, March 17th, 2011

Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:11:12 pm.


I am like an animal;
crawling, slithering through the dirt.
Everyone around me sings with joy
while I am wounded, broken, hurt.
I am played with like a toy,
a tattered picture book,
turned to whatever page They want to see
but They never really look.

The Light Catcher

Twisting, twirling through the air:
one side truth, one mendacity.
At once both innocence and despair,
can meld seamless to any city.

A spinning, swirling, perfect prism
hangs from string in sunlit window.
Sad and soft when moon has risen,
highlights the room with crystal glow.

The yarn is fraying, slow but sure,
faceted glass no longer pure.
If it must be tainted - help it! keep it!
Be there, stay there, never leave it.
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Sunday, March 6th, 2011

Subject:New to this
Posted by:neci91.
Time:9:17 pm.
Hi Everyone,

My name is Lanise Curtis. I love love love to write and joining this community I feel as though I'm around people who love the same thing which makes joining that much better. I hope you give my online soap 'The Lies We Tell' a chance and read it. If you enjoy it add me and enjoy my story as I post a segment everyday. Here is a preview of ' The Lies We Tell'.......

“ Come on Ira what do you think of Mark?” Isabelle asked applying her rich red colored lipstick. Ira sighed while fixing her hair. “ I don’t really like him belle”. Isabelle turned to look at her friend giving her a blank stare. “ What, you wanted my opinion and that’s what it is”. “ How can you honestly say that when he has been nothing but a gentlemen all night”. “ You mean to tell me your fooled by that front he’s putting on”. “ I happen to think he’s a nice guy”. “ Trust me those are the worse of the kind…they pretend to be this knight and shining armor when you first start talking to them and then when they get comfortable there jerks”. Isabelle went silent thinking about what Ira had said. “ Maybe your wrong”. Ira’s face went cold surprised from Isabelle taking up for herself. She never had a mind of her own and usually went along with whatever Ira said. Truth was Ira wanted Mark for herself, and planned to paint Mark as this bad guy so Isabelle would drop him and she could move in for the kill.~ Isabelle must really like him….time for plan B~ Ira thought. “ He has you wrapped around his finger already?”. “ No Ira I just really like him…I think he may be the one”. If a person’s mouth could drop to the floor from shock Ira’s would certainly have. “ Come on I don’t want Mark waiting to long for us”. Ira pulled fixed up her black dress before following behind her.

At the table

Ira watched Mark’s strong caramel skin hand grab for his wine glass, and swirling it before bringing it to his full lips to drink in amazement. Never had she felt something so strong for a guy or maybe never a strong urge to be bedmates. If only he could be hers but what was standing in her way was her best friend Isabelle. Remembering Isabelle she looked towards her with a feeling of growing jealousy. “ Ira?” Isabelle called. “ What?”. “ I was asking how you and Lucas met”. “ We were at the grocery store…and I saw her walk pass me and had to ask her out”. Ira was glad Lucas answered for her…with Mark around everything went blank . “ That sounds romantic…so what date number is this?” Mark asked. “ Three” Ira spout hurriedly in a rush to beat Lucas. Then silence engrossed them as they ate. Not wanting to wait any longer to make a move Ira ran her foot up Mark’s leg ending between them. Mark tensed up from the feeling while looking at Ira. She smiled back as she was about to eat a piece of steak.

After dinner


Isabelle walked hand in hand with Mark as they left the restaurant. Not to far behind them was Ira who had her arms folded walking two paces in front of Lucas. Before they could hit the entrance Mark’s cell went off causing him to stop. Pulling out the phone he looked at the number quickly. “ Do you mind if I take this?” he asked Isabelle as Ira and Lucas caught up. “ Sure take it”. “ Thanks”. He walked away into the hallway for the bathrooms. “ Where is he going?” Ira asked. “ To take a phone call”. “ Well while he’s doing that I’m going to go to the bathroom”.


“ Hello”. “ You finally answer your phone tonight”. “ David?”. “ Yeah it’s me…where have you been and why haven’t you been picking up”. “ I’m out and just turned my phone back on”. David let out some air as if relieved. “ You had me worried”. “ Don’t be I can handle myself…what do you want?”. “ Why so harsh tonight?”. “ I’m kind of in a rush at the moment”. “ I was calling to see if you wanted to come through tonight?”. Mark looked up to see Ira walking his way.


Ira saw Mark standing next to the men’s bathroom on the phone. As she got closer she heard him saying I’ll be there before hanging up quickly and placing the phone in his pocket. “ Late night booty call?” she asked walking up to him. “ And if it was?”. “ I’m jealous…wish it was me on the other end”. “ You don’t have any lines when it comes to anything do you?”. “ No” Ira said walking closer to him. “ Your flirting with your friends date”. “ I know I’m not five”. “ I see from the little foot game you were playing”. “ Did you like that?” Ira said now an inch from him. “ I would be lying if I said I didn’t”. Ira smiled. “ There’s more where that came from” she whispered before taking his lips. He grabbed onto her waist and met her kiss with full force. After a minute of lip locking they broke the kiss to come up for air. “ You know we crossed a line we can never step back over right”. “ I know” Ira pulled out a card and placed it in his pocket. “ Call me whenever you get bored”. “ I will” he said wiping his lips before walking away…..

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Wednesday, February 2nd, 2011

Subject:The Watch
Posted by:michikachan101.
Time:11:37 pm.
Title: The Watch
Author: Michikachan101
Genre:Adventure, Suspense, Mystery, slight romance on the side
Length: Chaptered
Status Not completed

Warnings: Different POV's, beginning is rough done a long time a go and I can't be bothered to edit since it's too long...The writing will get better as I go on...sorry for immature writing or confusion

'In a little cottage in the middle of a dark, lonely wood laid a watch."
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Tuesday, February 1st, 2011

Subject:Mr. Darling
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:3:13 pm.
Mood: lazy.
Title: Mr. Darling
Rating: R
Warnings: rape, dark themes, dystopia

Prompt(s): dystopias; "What would it be like to live in a world where we didn't respect our environment, our homes, our schools, our roads, or each other?"

Summary: In Erica’s world there was no such thing as a good person. Respect and integrity were obsolete – things only mentioned in the fairytales no one wanted to read. Erica read fairytales. It was a foolishly courageous thing to do.

Things are not always as they seem :: Let's start the world overCollapse )
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Sunday, January 30th, 2011

Posted by:michikachan101.
Time:8:59 pm.
Mood: awake.
Title: Poems
Drabble no.: 2
Author: Michikachan
genre: angst

Previous: "My Friend"   "Home"

Yay second one is up in a days time!!! but no ones watching TT
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Saturday, January 29th, 2011

Posted by:michikachan101.
Time:12:18 am.
Mood: sleepy.
Hey So I've decided to write a bunch of my poems and post it up...um...here is the link to the first one

Title: Poems
length: depends
genre:poetic :P

"My Friend"
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Thursday, January 13th, 2011

Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:9:22 pm.
Mood: bored.
We are soon to be starting a shoebox project in my creative writing class, and the first step is to figure out what types of things our shoebox needs to contain and/or display. But of course we have to do it creatively.

Our assignment was to write three "biography" poems. The style or format or whatever was pre-set, we just had to come up with the metaphors and write them.

The first two are "I used to be, now I am" poems.
RainbowCollapse )
Growing UpCollapse )

The next poem was supposed to have all the lines between our first and last name. Each line had a word or two it had to start with.
Mercury HallCollapse )
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Saturday, January 8th, 2011

Subject:SciFi "What If" Flash Fiction: Evolution
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:3:45 pm.
Mood: awake.

At first it caused an incalculable occurrence of ailments: sickness and a chronic tiredness, uncontrollable demons which grew inside one’s very own body. Babes died before birth and minds refused knowledge. In our foolishness, we thought it merely a test of our worth.

When at last the hellish maladies had passed, we’d thought ourselves proven right and that soon we would become immortal like the Gods. Soon we would bleed naught but the liquid metal that was now steadily leading us into the Heavens.

It was Mercury, named for the Messenger and surely brought to us by him. We took it in a moderate dose with each meal. Gradually each dose grew larger, and each meal smaller. Before long there was no meal, only metal.

In just four months the plagues returned and departed. Thereafter, we lived gratefully in perfect constitution. We were nearly holy and we reveled in it, lorded it over the heads of the peasants we commanded. This higher level of purgatory, this blissful stasis, has lasted us for generations. Only now are we beginning to feel our stagnation.

Mercury has stopped coming to us and we are quickly depleting our stores. We will soon starve.
For eons my people had no desire for a scientist, in fact for no thinker at all. As Mercury fled them, they came to me crying and begging on their knees in their noble’s purple. ‘Save us’ they beseeched me, and to save them I promised.

I am dying now, though I have found my people their cure to death. It’s a simple answer we’ve held all along. Humbly, eternal life comes from things that grow and the animals we slaughter for sport. It comes in death; only then can we ascend to meet our makers. I will not go there, for I am not human, nor are any of us. Endeavoring to become like the Gods, we have mutated into beings they cannot recognize and so cannot love.

My people won’t be cured. I will die here and then cease to be. This is the sad result of Evolution.
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Monday, January 3rd, 2011

Subject:Snippet/Character Study: Hunger
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:2:27 am.
Mood: tired.

This was done for original-fic bingo, B-5 "hunger".

Universe: And the Dead Doves Fell
Characters: Qori, mentions of Nika
Rating: PG-13

There are very few human things that Qori still feels. She still knows greed and envy like old friends. They seem to be her constant companions wherever she goes. She doesn't mind. It's not like they're unpleasant to her after all.

Qori has forgotten what things like love or hatred feel like. It's been millenia since the last time she felt lonely, far too long ago that she experienced heartache to consider her ever having been capable.

Qori feels hunger, though. Of course, she feels it in her stomach, a slight roiling pain that is really more bothersome than anything. She always quenches it before it can become an actual problem. Humans are easy to kill, so why should she suffer?

Qori feels hunger whenever she sees a new kind of human she's never encountered before, even if she just ate. She knows how to keep with the times; if she didn't she would've been forgotten a forever before just as those useless human things like happiness had been.

That kind of hunger doesn't bother Qori. It is easy to sate and quickly goes away after she feeds herself. What Qori mostly hungers for is him.

She'd had him, he was all hers. She was going to keep him forever and ever and bite him and lick him and eat him up. She was going to pleasure him and hurt him, break him, fix him. He'd feed her very soul until the end of time.

There is only so much simple blood could do. It only made her annoying belly stop rumbling, nothing fun. Blood - human blood, that is, because certainly his blood would cure very ailment she could have - doesn't get him out her head. It doesn't douse the fire that is her entire being whenever she just happens to think of him. Blood really doesn't do much.

Unfortunately, Qori thinks of him a lot. When she does, her mouth waters, her palms itch. Grainy pictures of him - his red hair, pale skin, unsuspecting smile - float in her mind. She remembers their wedding night and her thighs tense, heat arcs through her core, her teeth snap.

If only she had him. How she could play with him! She could use him until her begged her for mercy. She'd make him cry, make him sing. She'd beat him and break him and own him until he wept desperately for and end.

And then she'd break him some more, until he said he loved her again.

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Friday, December 10th, 2010

Subject:story: nice
Posted by:hot_vanilla.
Time:6:09 pm.
Title: Nice
Rating: T
Summary: After all the times I’d being angry and hurt and confused when my friends had treated me poorly, and I’d turned around and done the same thing. Maybe I’m not as kind as I thought I was, maybe I’m just a sneaky bitch.
FP Link: http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2872029/1/

The rest is *here* @ hot_vanilla
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Thursday, December 2nd, 2010

Posted by:ashilwant7.
Time:9:22 pm.

A sci fi thriller

Description: A global disaster, the Giant Devil, brings an end to the world. Survivors face the horrific natural disasters and tragedy that befalls earth. One man rises above and leads the people as they struggle to rebuild a new way of life. Will people destoy each other for power? Can they erase invisible borders and become one race - the human race?

GAINT DEVIL..here's a fast exiciting heady novel with fresh writing that has drive & exicitement from first page to last. An extraordinary tale with a basis in fact...fast readable &stunning keeping the hero & reader dangling right to the end. With the flavour of mumbai youth this story will stay with you long after u have turned the final page
a must read for alll fiction lovers available at all leading bookshevels .

published by leadstart publishing

awailable at amazon.com , e-bay and others
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Thursday, November 18th, 2010

Subject:Fiction book-Romance (Indian fantasy)
Posted by:chital_mehta.
Time:10:46 am.

Genre: Young adult fiction

Dad says, 'Go to work (how boring!)

Heart says, 'Have a blast' (yippee)

Dad kicks me out. What do I do now? (Lost!)

Friends are damn busy (Grrrrrrr)

I meet Pinky (It's definitely love at first sight, believe me!)

I join CAT class (whoa! I am in love)

My love life rolls on rocking (yeah, she loves me too. Great na?)

Dad is also happy (Son is finally studying. Duh!)

Rani steps in...nice girl, really cute (just a friend!)

She is my best friend but then...she says she loves me...

Oops... I kiss her (I didn t mean to...)

But I love Pinky (Do I?)

And I have made her a promise... (I can't break it)

This is me, Ajay. (Lost and confused madly in love)

Can you really measure friendship and love?

Step into Ajay's world which is filled with frolic, fun, confusions and craziness to discover the truth about friendship and love.



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Wednesday, October 20th, 2010

Posted by:roseannebelle.
Time:4:35 pm.
Mood: accomplished.
 Title: The girl and the boy.
Genre: Romance/Drama/Comedy
Chapter: 1. 
Rate: At least 13.

Summary: So, I did accuse Lance of sleeping with my sister but how did that got me into doing chores, meeting the principle, going for detentions and falling in love with the teacher? "Impossible. You'll love me. That'll be how it ends." Shut up, Lance.


WARNING: Story is rather silly and teenage-y. If you're looking for something silly, try my story! You can read it at: www.fictionpress.com/s/2856813/1/The_girl_and_the_boy or roseannebelle.livejournal.com/3455.html

Yep! It's reallllly all about teenage and romance. :3
I hope you read and review! <3

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Tuesday, October 19th, 2010

Subject:And the Dead Doves Fell, Chapters One and Two
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:3:41 pm.
Mood: hungry.

Titles: 01. Accent Piece; 02. The Woman Before
Universe: And the Dead Doves Fell
Characters/Pairings: Jane Dest, Thomas, Nika/Qori
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: flashback

Excerpt Summary: Jane is a perfectly normal college-grad journalist slash painter. She goes through a boring routine every day and has a mild workplace rivalry with her gay coworker. Nothing exciting really happens in her tiny little North Carolina town, until one day a handsome stranger trips right over her. Unknown to her, Pretty Boy seems to have an interesting past.

AN: These are the first two chapters of my novel-to-be, which I hope to have finished before or around my sophomore year in college. I think the most I'll put up is the first three chapters and a few snippets when I want some feedback to avoid stealing, but still get people at least a little attached to the characters. Anyway, I'm very proud to have the first chapters completed, and I want to see if they're consistent and don't ramble, aren't confusing, etc.

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Wednesday, September 29th, 2010

Subject:& She Is Someone
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:3:50 pm.
Mood: contemplative.


& She Is Someone


She is someone

who has learned to hide her tears from the world
the world will only give her
reasons to cry harder.

She is a martyr;
they're just not done killing her


But she's well
on her way

Won't someone stand by her?

She's so alone.

No one
trusts her,
and she trusts
no one.
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Tuesday, September 28th, 2010

Subject:Intro Post!
Posted by:mercury_hall.
Time:7:55 pm.
Mood: hopeful.

Hello my name is: Mercury Hall.

I've been writing for as long as I remember. Most recently, I've been writing a lot of fanfiction, but now I'd like to focus more on my original things. I'm planning to participate in NaNoWriMo this year, and I hope to have my first book published sometime before or during my early years of college.

Intro Writings!

Title: Just Give It a Little Thought
Genres: Fiction, Fantasy, Young Adult
Rating: PG-13 for language
Warnings: minor angst, cliche?
Summary: This is who she is. One day she'll grow out of it.


Title: Dear Phoenix
Genres: Fiction, Young Adult, Romance?
Rating: PG
Warnings: high school angst, bittersweet ending
Summary: Li Hart is in love with Phoenix Smith. Phoenix is not in love with him.


Title: Faith
Genres: Poetry
Rating: PG

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Monday, September 27th, 2010

Subject:Slobbery Mess
Posted by:hot_vanilla.
Time:5:21 pm.
Title: Slobbery Mess
Rating: T
Genre: General/Humour
Summary: I'd never in my life wanted to be a spoon, except for that exact moment. Stupid hormones.

It was disgusting; stupid hormones. I was sitting there, practically drooling at him eating my ice cream. I'd never in my life wanted to be a spoon, except for that exact moment. I couldn't help it.

Ryan was just so wrong. If it wasn't for that stupidly adorable haircut and clear sapphire eyes, I'd probably never even speak to him, but they kept drawing me in. He made me stupid and loud and annoying. Or maybe it was the fumes from the cafeteria that were affecting my brain. Poor air circulation must've been the culprit, right? He'd asked for my McFlurry. I'd handed it to him without hesitation which earned me a few knowing glances from my friends sitting across from me.

The rest is *here* @ hot_vanilla
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