MisterZombiee

“Hi there! Welcome to my dusty magic shop, what ancient mystical item can I get you for a petty problem?” Asked the man behind the counter with a grin as he looked at the people entering his shop. “I am sure there are tons of questions that fly through your mind. Is this stuff cursed, where did this shop come from, why is the shopkeeper so ruggedly handsome?” He said with a grin as he stroked his red handlebar Mustache. “Well in no particular order, it teleports to wherever it's needed. So obviously you, need it! Some items are cursed and some aren't! So it's a luck of the draw really.” The slender man said

Everyone in this world and that knows what banishment is, it is to be expelled from a certain place for the remainder of your life. One can be banished from a building, an establishment, a town, a country, a planet, even their own dimension. Don’t pretend like you have never heard of such tales, those banished for committing acts so vile and heinous that they were banished to an alternate reality so that their bile could never hurt their home again. Though the thought occurs, won’t they just hurt the new world that they have been sent to? Won’t they continue causing chaos and discord for some helpless reality that doesnR

Steven smiled as he led Lapis to a secret place he had only ever taken one person before, but he knew that she would love this place. He had decided it was time to tell her about his true feelings, that is was time he told her about his attraction. He smiled as he led her to the bottom of the ocean, using his bubble to keep air around his head as he led Lapis down to the bottom of the sea. Since his adventures battling the giant glow worm with Connie he had come down to the bottom of the sea time and time again to either look for Malachite coming from down below or to see if there was anything cool around the water again. Recently he had foun

I know what you did, this rings out in my mind and my phone every day. The constant pattern remains unchanged. Let the wind carry my secrets away on that most painful of ways to sway. Two weeks ago to the minute, that is the exact event to where I can pin it. How did they know? Did they hear it from the whisper of a crow? I kept this secret hidden away from even the mice in the wall, covered and disgusted by many a shawl. How do I confront this faceless apparition? When the voice buzzes silent in my dumbfounded disposition? For they know that greatest of secrets I hold. It makes my blood run so painfully cold. They know I, yes me, I stole the

Dead men tell no tails, and that is why no would could ever tell the tail of eagle trial. There once was a band of bandits that ran along the lake, these scoundrels made all good souls quiver and quake. Their winnings from wrong doings were hidden in this trail, but it was so hard to find that it could make a sane man pale. Some how those no good crooks had made fools of us all, they had some secret path were no ill-step could fall. The only one to find their path was me, and that was because I saw what other's couldn't see. In that there lake that was calm as glass, there is an image shown after the last winter blast. When snow gathers and i

My Love To the sun I am but a spec that is heated. To the moon I am a dot wandering the path most beated. But to you I am not just a face in the crowd, to you I am someone special in the past, present, here and now. I fail and stumble to the ground, I get frustrated to the point the wall i will pound. But when you chime in with your sweet kind voice, you make me smile and my heart rejoice. Though I know that my time is nothing compared to yours, but that is why I will do anything for you no matter how many hours. I show my love with jokes and smiles, while you say sweet things and show me memes that go on for miles. Across the world or in m

The Flower A little seed blows upon the wind, gathering up force and finally landing in a clearing of the forest where it will grow and prosper. It lies upon where it will grow and waits, the same winds that brought it here give it a blanket of soil for it to rest within. As the seasons pass, and as the weather changes again and again, the seed opens to the world, forcing its way up to see what lives outside of its room. Shining light falls upon its head, it blinking and taking in the world all at once. It is greeted by those that have lived and thrived, the treats the give it shade when the heat is too strong, the grass that protects it fro

The Seeds My poor little seeds that never get to grow, that never experience the seasons no matter how hard the winds blow. Broken, pulled, or cut from my embrace, why will they not let you grow, that human race! Year after year I make more and more, but with nourishing rains and fertile soil, it is all but just worthless toil.

Writing commissions now open. Ok so recently the beautiful and amazing Katie, the girl I love the most in the entire universe/multiverse opened my eyes to the power of points. But the thing is that my big clumsy hands and lack of art programs makes it impossible for me to properly do a drawing commission but my linguistic skills are very strong so I can write amazing stories. So I have decided to take commissions to write stuff for people. My prices are as follows: Character Sheets: 20 points :points: Short history of a civilization: 30 points :points: A sercret order with a not so dark and mysterious past: 40 :points: A secret order wi

Wild-Equine-Roleplay Human Name: Jerald McSmithy Nickname(s): JS, and the business man Age: 24 Birthday: January, 28 Gender: male Height: 6'2" Weight: 230 Appearance: His physical apperances has red hair, blue eyes, slightly pale skin for someone who works outside all day, and a muscular figure. His outfits consist of a number of button up shirts that vary in color, he usually wears iron pressed blue jeans, and he wears glasses when he is not riding but contact lenses when he is riding. Noticeable things on his body are the high amounts of freckles and a mole on the right side of his neck. Country of Origin: America, CA Accent: Cali