Question #1:Just having Fun with Reality TV- c/c please?this is meant to be lightheartedcollaboration fun with mtheoryrules ___________________________________________________ The chase was watched, I think it aired on fox bad boy on Cops, sprinting 3 blocks stripping your clothes off, down to your jeans and fuzzy back you had a keg instead of a six pack, the model of redneck fashion Denying all the charges in a drunken passion You must of ditched the evidence before they hog tied you, face to the pavement, to mom your handcuffed wave went But not unnoticed by the arresting officer, he gave you mace and tazer treatment It left the viewers in a state of shock I hung up the phone with Physic Friends Network And wrote to Jerry Springer our first date was on his show Arranged live via satellite from Folsom …..I was hypnotized by your eyes you said “I like your thighs” Bridezilla said they would pick up the tab If we knocked someone out at our wedding Which landed us on Dr. Phil So we could workout our anger issues We rode there and it aired on Taxi Cab Confessions where I told you I was pregnant with decatouplets Must of happened during our honey moon on Survivor American Dream House offered to make our mobile home a mansion, you would not guess with how many double wide expansions We sold exclusive rights to our children’s lives the highest bidders bought Oprah agreed to come film their 3rd birthday We made a million for that spot We asked The Nanny 911 to come and help me discipline Unruly and running wild each one count em all ten And we did Wife Swap as a vacation Maybe we could sell real-estate and retire to Orange county with those horney house wives While Jay and Dave argued over who should have us on? Question #2:An exerpt from my novel, what do you think?I'm 13 and this is my first attempt at writing a book. I would like others opinion, but don't be cruel intentionally.Thanks I sat on the roof, letting the wind sting my eyes, staring at the never ending twilight. I let my eyes follow the few brave enough to walk among the vampires. We as guardians were not allowed to cause affliction to the new species invading, but I was faithful to my people. I would not let the vampires do as they wished to my home. I looked to the east, watching a group of vampires walk towards the gardens. I quickly stood and followed them, jumping from one roof top to another, being quick yet discreet. It was morning, but you could not have guessed that with our epoch. It was always dusk here, which made it ideal for the vampires. Enough light to observe those who were out, but not enough to harm the pests invading. The group walked into a large tent. I stood and watched as they disappeared behind the dark fabric that hid their secret quarters. The fire danced inside, casting shadows about. I squinted, observing a few leaned over the fire inside. They seemed to be whispering quietly to one another. I inhaled deep, breathing in the cold crisp air. “Enna.” A voice behind me breathed. I turned, facing a figure in dark clothing. “What do you want?” I stammered, watching it closely. It exhaled, it’s breath visible against the cool dark night. It stepped into my path, blocking the way before me, moving like a man that was perfectly sure of his footing “Why do you think so cruelly towards my people?” It asked accusingly, circling around me. “You have not given me much option.” I replied in a small whisper. It breathed, stopping to lift it’s hood. Demitri’s cold grey eyes met mine. He smiled viciously, his mouth dripping with blood. “That is true.” He hissed. My mouth dropped slightly with horror, who or what had he fed off of? “Oh, don’t worry.” He began, “The old man you call your father has no use to your people.” He smiled, licking the blood from his lips. My eyes widened. “Enna, Don’t be frightened.” He whispered, stepping closer to me. His eyes danced with amusement. “What makes you think I am?” I asked, stepping back towards the roofs edge. “Your hearts rhythm has increased excessively.” He replied. I stared at him. His people are known to deceive. I could not trust anything he told me. “Trust me.” He ordered smoothly with a sly, clever smile. I stared into his piercing grey eyes, my feet swaying, my lips quivering. To trust him never crossed my mind. I immediately wanted to run, but I couldn’t take my eyes from his. He gently swept my hair back with his hand, his fingertips tracing the nape of my neck. The shock of his warmth in this cursedly cold place sent goose bumps coursing down my spine. I stepped back abruptly. I agree, I disapprove of the way Twilight makes the vampires out to be. Sparkling in the sun? -_- NO. I am trying to make my vampires the way they were originally created. &; Twilight did inspire me. It inspired me to write about Vampires the way they were meant to be written about. Question #3:is this poem good to put on my families grave stone?i miss them,i truly do. i see them in the deep deep blue. sometimes the clouds block them away. but there comforting voice is here to stay. when it rains i know there crying. when it storms, i know there mad. but they only feel this way, because there really sad. Sad because i cry for them at night. Sad because we were so close and tight. but when the sun shines, and beats down on my face, i know there in a happy place. or___ the scent of lovely rose, baking of pie, her lovely singing, her twinkling eyes. mom. his flashing white smile, his warm wet kiss, his affectionate hugs, always filled with bliss. Dad. they picked on me bunches, i did too. But they always picked me up, when i was feeling blue. my two sisters. I love you all, i really do. When my time here, I'll come and visit you. But as for now, rest in peace, knowing im thinking of you. R.I.P My family was killed, so i wanted to put a poem on each of there graves, which on do you think is better to put. both? I would also like to know if these are well written for a 13yr old? people, im not getting them engraved in there stone, im simply putting it in there cascate. Question #4:I would ask if everyone could refrain from trash talking me but?I am going thru a divorce. Actually now an annulment. I have spent years with this guys and stuck by him thru all the crap he put us thru. Now I was cheated on and left and yesterday he restrained me and our kids from our home as we were in the process of moving out. I have no food. No dishes to cook it in. I have no tvs. I am trying so hard to get back on my feet but he literally lives a block from me with his new little gf. I have no one. i have lost 18 lbs in the last month and a half and i dont think i can keep doing this. Yesterday i googled how many pills it would take to OD. I have started imagining ways to kill myself and keep the kids safe til someone could find them. I cant live with cops always knocking at my door and I tried to play his game but I am just so tired. I cant keep doing it. Yesterday when the cops were serving me I tried to look him in the eye and he refused to make contact, refused to look at me. I have finally resorted to asking people at work for can foods out there kitchens and anything they can spare. I feel horrible. i feel like I should just give up. His family and mom and everyone looking at me everytime we go to court or anything happens. Someone ripped my heart out and no one wants to give me a chance to fix anything or recover from the shock. I just want God to put me out of my misery.. I think I got an evil spirit over me. And no I cant seek counseling because if he found out my thoughts he would have me commited in a heartbeat. If Im going to do it i need to do it. i am not really sure what the question is here anyway. No idea why i wrote..I work but by restraining me I didnt get a chance to move the food. I literally moved couches 2 beds and a dining set before i got the papers. then i took some towels with oermission from the cops but he refused to let me in for anything else. Im even recycling diapers. I have to Question #5:Relationship advice, 10pts for the best answer?My now ex and I were together for 8 months, just two weeks before we broke up, it was a mutual decision to have sex. I am a Capricorn and he is a pisces. So we did it, we became closer. In the week leading up to our break up, a very close friend of mine, more like a sister, had something to tell me but hesitated to, but eventually she told me the my ex told a girl that he was single, and she saw them flirting. And on aim, since i took down her screenname, i did my hw, on her status she wrote my now ex name on her status, and put a picture of him on her icon. I was so hurt, that i kept it to myself for a couple of days, and that entailed: ignoring him. So we had a bad argument and he basically told me that i get mad at a group of words and that i should've confront him about it & saying that our relationship was a pure waste.We have the same class too, so it was hard seeing him everyday, so eventually i wrote to him on aim,asking why is it so hard to apologize to me. he said he didnt do nothing and that i broke up with him for no reason. He basically is mad at me for the break up, and it was another argument...he was soo disrespectful to me 'til he block me. In a way i am thankful that he did that cuz the urge to speak to him again has gone out the window. And i am getting better. It wanted to wait longer to have sex with him, but he wanted it ASAP. Any advice on why he is acting this way? And how should i move on? Question #6:I have problems on writing......?It's been months and I've been having writer's block. Everytime I grab my pen and paper (yes I prefer to use pen and paper rather than my laptop) my mind turns totally blank, I don't know what to write. It kind of depresses me that I want to write the thoughts in my head but when it's time to write it down, like I said, my mind turns blank.And when I do have something to write, it's just all messed up and unperfect. I want my writing style to be detailed. Has this happened to you? Question #7:What do you think of my idea for a horror romance young adult novel?So I'm writing a book and want to know what you guys think of this idea. I wrote up a summary, but I'm not the greatest so sorry if it's hard to understand. Anyways, there is NO vampires/zombies/werewolfs/shapeshifters etc. just normal humans. there may be like a witch but that's it (not the magical type - like the kind of witches people believe they are today...)here is the summary: Catherine Kraft lives in Florida on the beach all her life. She’s popular, has four best friends, and a boyfriend. One summer night when she’s 18, she can’t sleep. She decides to go outside to build a sandcastle, but forgets to check how the waves are. When she just finishes building a sandcastle, a high tide comes. She starts to run toward her home, but the waves pull her in and she almost drowns. She’s waiting for her time, but it doesn’t come. Vanessa, a lady a few blocks from her house, is boating and saves her. Since she’s a nurse, she takes care of her only to realize who she Catherine is. Just the look of Catherine’s face brings Vanessa the memory of her little sister who got killed in an accident. She gets so mad that she was able to save Catherine yet not her sister, so she uses her power. When Catherine finally awakes, Vanessa’s power awakens too – the power to create illusions. They are not good illusions, for Vanessa is in a bad mood. Vanessa realizes how much she wants to kill Catherine and puts her through five tests that she must pass in order to live. Luckily Scott, Vanessa’s son, comes home and is able to save Catherine with the power of his own. He then brings Catherine to the emergency room and leaves once her family shows up. It is only later that Catherine finds the note in her pocket that Vanessa left for Scott. When she does find Scott, she realizes that he’s her soul mate. Catherine must choose between Scott and Chris. If she chooses Chris, she will never know what true love is; if she chooses Scott she will have to live with him while having to see his mother again. Can Catherine find a way to escape Scott’s mother and live with him and will she able to escape the pain of the suffering that Vanessa caused her? sorry it's kind of long. What do you think of the idea? and would you want to read this when it's totally finished? if you wouldn't read it, why not? please answer just one or all. I greatly appreciate kind answers. yeah i wanted to make the summary so it's like she's normal then the tests come... yeah well there is alot more to the story, i just wanted to leave it hanging and not give it all away. it's more of a synposis so yeah. and scott's power is the power to save people from other powers that are used (ie his mother's power).... Question #8:How to keep to writing one story?i can't keep to just one story because i start it and then go on to another one and another and so on. . . how do i complete a full story without going too fast, yet, without it being boring and slow?i hardly ever get writers block , which is a good thing really ?? thanks xxx yeah i have even planned it out step by step but i get a new idea in my head and then write that story down and so on lol xx Question #9:Please help me...I have terrible writers block!!?I have an idea for a story I am going to write, but i cant seem to get it started. This is my idea, There is a boy who grows up in bad neighborhoods. He goes through much hardship including abuse from his parents and is kicked out of his own house for talking up against his father. He is about 17 and he resorts to crime. Through the whole story though, he imagines his life as a ancient greek gladiator/warrior to get by all the terrible things he goes through. For example when he is involved in a street fight you get two different views on it. You see two modern day people with people around them cheering, and then you see two gladiators brawling it out in a stadium with people around them cheering. please help me get started!!!Question #10:What could I write for a song Im writing! Help ASAP!?Im trying to write a song but all I thought of so far is:Boy I’ve been thinking of you all night I have had a mind block, can anyone give me any help or advice so I can write some more thank you. Basically I would like to write a song about a girl liking this guy who is with someone, but this girl cannot stop thinking about him and what if. Thank you. Much appreciated. Question #11:What could I write! Help ASAP!?Im trying to write a song but all I thought of so far is:Boy I’ve been thinking of you all night I have had a mind block, can anyone give me any help or advice so I can write some more thank you. Basically I would like to write a song about a girl liking this guy who is with someone, but this girl cannot stop thinking about him and what if. Thank you. Much appreciated. Question #12:Writing a song about anger!? Help ASAP!?Im trying to write a song about anger, but I really cannot think of anything to write down. I have had a mind block.Can anyone help me?? It would be much appreciated, thank you. I only asked for advice, if you dont have a answer that is helpful then dont answer please! Question #13:Anyway to cure writers block?I'm in a creative writing class and i just can't seem to get a story out of my head. I've started about 6 different stories all with different characters and plots but about half way down my first page I can't figure out what else to write.Can anyone give me some writing tips? Maybe something to spark my imagination? Question #14:HP Fans? Mostly? Suggestions for a spell name?Okay, so I'm currently writing a Dramione Fan-Fiction. (And I'm, sadly, a bit on a writer's block) It's about Hermione and Draco coming back for their 7th year, because you guys know how they missed it and all...But they are forced to be partners for a D.A.D.A project, and its about making a spell and its purpose and all. The spell that they're making is supposed to kinda blast your opponent back. A bit like Expelliarmus, except it's main goal is to just blast/push the person back. Because Expelliarmus's main goal is to disarm the opponent, and just rarely it blasts the opponent back. So, I need suggestions on the name. Pushitonia? Hmm...Thats a bit odd....Blascornia? Arghh...Suggestions? Oh, and do you think it should be verbal or non-verbal? Thanks!@speedygal23 I have already posted my fanfiction, I'm just working on my 5th chapter! :D I'm a bit on a writer's block, as I mentioned before, so I hope that I can post my next chapter soon. If you want to read my fanfiction, heres the link- Click Here Please comment! I hope you like it. XD Question #15:I am a grammar nazi, are you?does anyone else feel infuriated when answerer's put a comma where one should not be?does anyone else loose hope in the next generation, when you see them write too when they mean to! does anyone else feel the need for a face-palm when they see a misspelt word that is basic but looks nothing like what it should! I understand missing keys and finger slips, but some of the shit I have seen pass for a word looks like it could have been written by a dyslexic ape! we must spread the word in unison we will not tolerate your dribbling shorthand, we will not tolerate your overuse of the exclamation mark and most of all we will not tolerate your use of block capitals all over the fucking page! who's with me? Question #16:Help me find the meaning of this dream?ok so i had this dream seven years ago when i was eight............................................................................................... There was a girl who seemed to be in her late teenage years. It was night time and she was driving a 5 person car with no body but herself in it. she had her eyes completely focused on the road ahead of her. i saw this dream as if i was sitting shotgun but in reality, there was no one watching the girl. So this girl is all by herself, no other cars are out. Suddenly the car hits something with mass. The girls body swings forward towards the dashboard (no airbags and i could actually feel the impact even though i'm this invisible eight year old at shotgun)as the dream fades into a bright white light and than black. In the phase of black I hear a loud clear voice as well as see words being written in block letters "You will die when you're seventeen" .......................................... then i woke up after the dream i realized that the girl driving the car was me which is really weird because everyday i look more and more like that girl i'm getting scared now, if the image of the girl was accurate...will the accident be too? now i know i did not make any part of it up (like how the girl looked like) because since i had this dream, i've been haunted by it. i mean its been seven years and i still remember it better than any other dream i've ever had. what does this dream mean? is time running out for me? Question #17:Need help with an essay?I have this history essay I have to type up for tomorrow (before you say it...I wasn't being lazy, I have a whole rough copy and everything)but now I don't like anything I've prepared, and I can't seem to write! I can't think of anything! It's all coming out wrong! Like writer's block or something! Any suggestions? I don't want to have to do this at 3 a.m....and I want to get a good grade on this. Sorry, it's about whether Lenin counts as a red tsar or not, and the similarites between the two. I know the information, I just can't find a way to get it on the paper... Question #18:Would you read the rest of this story?Hi, I wrote the first chapter of my own story. Please comment and tell me if you'd read it. :)=CIRCUS= PROLOGUE Alice never realised. Just a walk home, like any other Tuesday. It could not have gone more wrong. It changed her life. Alice walked home from school as usual, carrying her books and worrying about homework. Step on a crack, break your momma's back. Step on a line, break your momma's spine. It was perfectly normal, until it happened. The incident that changed her life. It was unavoidable. Step on a crack, break your back. Step on a line, break your spine. The van's engine purred as it tailed Alice. The sun was setting, as the sky turned yellow-orange-purple, families settled down from a tired day at work and school. It was getting dark. Then the truck stopped. It's presence was felt on the quiet street. Alice stopped. Under her foot was a crack. Then two women slipped out of the van. Alice froze. CHAPTER 1 Alice awoke. It was pitch black. She rubbed her eyes. The engine came to a stop. "We're here." a woman's voice sounded, in an American accent. "What's for breakfast?" a French woman's accent asked. "Probably broth." came the reply. Sunlight flooded the van. Alice shielded her eyes from the light. She squinted. Alice made out two shapes of women. Were they naked? "Bonjour, my butterfly." the French woman spoke. Alice's eyed adjusted to the light. An ethnic face with blood-red lipstick and highly arched eyebrows glared at Alice's. "Hm. I don't know what boss sees in this. Girl." French woman spoke in disgust. "Come. Get out." French woman climbed out of the van with grace, just like a cat. Alice came to her senses. "Where am I?" she asked. "Where ever you think you are, sweetheart." the other woman slided out. Alice tried to recall. One evening. One street. Two pairs of hands. A sharp pain. Alice touched her head in reflex. There was a bump on the back of her head. Then she realised what might have happened. As quickly as possible, she tried to reach into her pocket for her cellphone, to find that her hands were bound together by a huge rope. "Mon Dieu! Do you think we are that stupid, girl?" the French woman's nimble fingers held a purple cellphone. She dropped it into the red bag the other woman held. "Give it back! I will call the police, and I shall go ho--" the light was blocked by a shadow then. "Well, come along, Alice." a boy her age, wearing a jester's costume, grabbed her hands and pulled her out of the van. "See you later." "Bye." the women waved. They were wearing black, tight fitting leather unitards. He walked on into the forest like nothing was wrong, until the trees cleared. In a huge clearing, there was a huge, striped tent, with many little tents scattered around it. Flags flutters everywhere when the wind blew. Alice looked around in despair. It looked deserted, yet crowded. The atmosphere was contradicting. Colourful balloons and banners everywhere, while Alice felt confusion and terror. "Come along." the boy looked at her and gave a friendly smile. Alice did not return it. The jester boy gestured to a yellow and purple striped tent, with posters and balloons hung all over. They entered the tent. It was bigger inside than it looked from the outside. In the tent was somewhere that looked like an office, although it did not quite look like one either. A tall, skinny man stood up from his chair, in the centre of the tent, behind a maplewood table. "Welcome to the circus, Alice." he said politely. Question #19:tell me what you think of the poem i just wrote?i just wrote it like two minutes ago hahaha n wanted to see what ppl thinki dont have a title for it tho lost in sea of despair a heart that wont repair an endless journey to peace the earth calls to swallow me whole with a cement block on my head growing flowers as i sleep ticking hands will dry your humid dermis ticking hands will stitch up the cuts in your beating heart a vast memory will be all that remains, of me the earths symphony of misery leads to a tomb with only a space for one reserved, for anyone that crawls in willingly at this point theres no turning back go forth, and complete your journey Question #20:I need help asap please on how the flag is a symbol that unifies all Americans?I am trying to write a essay and this is one of my topics i have wrote down but at the moment i can not think of anything. I guess i have writers block. Can anyone give me a couple ideas why that will get me started. I need to write about 8 sentences so please help me out here. I will vote best answer and give ten points. Thank in advance!** Powered by Yahoo Answers Click link above for correct copyright license. |
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