ATTENTION ALL WRITERS! C'MON!!!

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

This is kool!! I hadn't seen it before.




....there are 44 guests in G,J&F that FREAKS ME OUT O_O

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

I lay by this tree,
My hair soaked from the rain.
I have nobody,
Only my hearts pain.


Ive spent years with him,
My husband you see.
He found a way into my heart,
Opened it with his key.


We would laugh and play
These silly old games.
One thing Ill never forget,
Is that old wooden cane.


(Refrain)


He had that cane,
For more then 10 years.
He had it before he loved me
And before all those tears.


I remember my first gift from him.
It was a old music box.
Now when I play it,
I think of his talks.


(Refrain)


Now I wake up every morning
With no one next to me.
My depression and sorrow
are all my heart has you see.


So now I sit by this tree
Not making a stir.
And now I will be with him,
for eternity, my sir.


(Refrain)



I wrote this for school, worked on it today, and yesterday

I love sad poems! Good work.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

Heres the most randomness story I have ever wrote XD


Once upon a time their was a potato. The potato loved to eat giant boats. One day the Potato saw a kitten and said,
“Hey! Are you a Derp?”
The kitten answered,
“No! I am a Herp Derp! Good day Mr!”
“Where are you going? Also I am a Mrs!”
The kitten turned around and hugged the potato,
“Thank you…”
The potato was happy to help. So he walked off and found a car,
“Hi car, do you eat people?!”
The car didn’t say anything, so the potato looked at it,
“Oh I understand, OK Calm down! Calm down! I will help!”
The potato jumped and then said,
“Their, now you can sing again!”
With that, the potato walked off. He ran over to the beach and saw a seagull,
“Hi! Do you wanna dance with me?”
The seagull went to the ground and started to die,
“Baby! Baby! Baby, Oh like, Baby! Baby! Baby, Oh!”
The potato said,
“Aww that’s sweet! You got the moves like Jagger!”
So the potato jumped into the ocean. In the ocean the potato found a person,
“Hi person! You seem to be happy, why?”
The person said,
“Bleky blah bleh bleck!”
“Really I thought it was a blanket? Wow! I am not too far off.”
“Yep! Thanks for helping super cheese!”
And the person fell under the waves and disapered. The potato found land and said,
“Well I can rest here while my best friend Jimmy goes and hits my mom with a lamp.”
The potato jumped into a tree and said,
“Block go bye…”
With that, the potato died.

OMW that's hilarious.

 

[Chicken Tamer]

your poem is cool@0@

aw thanks!

 

[Chicken Tamer]

I love sad poems! Good work.

Thank you!

 

[Chicken Tamer]

OMW that's hilarious.

Ha ha! I know right!

 

[TechnoCat]

New excerpt from my story. People probably won't read it anyway.

If you actually are reading, this may be the saddest thing you will read (also, Victoria is from the year 1837. She spent her childhood with the 10th Doctor, then suddenly disappeared. Somehow, she was zapped to 2016 (the year of my story), and met The Doctor's new 11th incarnation. Now, they are going out to recover her past [some has been recovered just as they went along].)

The TARDIS phased violently, taking the two friends somewhere seemingly random. However, this place had a link to Victoria, and her past with The Doctor. They ran over to the small windows atop the police box, and peered out.
White. It was a sea of white, walls barricading corners, invisible amongst it's contrast.
"I don't trust this." Victoria's normally calm, secretive didn't rise above a whisper.
"I don't either. But remember what I told you." The Doctor looked over at her with a determined look. There was a purpose to this place. One that could push them in front of the ever prominent face of death.
"I have nothing, nothing in the universe at all, to fear as long as you're here."
"Exactly. Ready?"
"No." Victoria stated.
"Me either."
And he opened the TARDIS door slowly, as if something was to pop out suddenly at them. Neither of them, with experience in battles - Victoria secretly a warrior in her time - knew what to expect. The Doctor took Victoria's hand, who was suddenly shaky and distraught. There was something that linked to this place, and Victoria didn't like it. Sadness hit her, her knees going weak.
"Victoria..."
"No. I'm... Okay."
They tenatively stepped from the TARDIS. Then, in the blink of an eye, she was gone.
The Doctor turned on his heels many times, searching for her. He called for her, but there was no reply.
He tore around, calling for her.
Each time, there was no reply.
~
It had been hours and hours, and The Doctor saw nothing. He leaned against a nearby wall; his mind hazy and his body like lead.
He heard sudden, light footsteps. Whoever was coming clearly walked lightly, alike Victoria.
The Doctor glanced upwards, catching a glance of crimson.
Crimson. Victoria's favorite color.
A panting voice.
"Who's there?" Came suddenly. It was a young, yet hoarse voice.
"I'm called The Doctor."
"... Raggedy man? Is that really you?!"
He recognized the nickname immediatly. "No..."
Out stepped a younger version of Victoria. Only about 9 years old. Her formerly formal crimson dress was ratted and torn, and her flaxen hair was matted and let loose. Her skin was scathed with cuts, and in her hands was a rusty pipe.
"Victoria..."
"How did I get left behind...? Why did you leave me behind?"
The Doctor's feet suddenly refused to hold him up. His world collapsed in on him, his agony unbearable knowing she'd been left. "I don't know, little one... I really don't know. All I know is that however this happened, I really didn't want it to. I remember that if I had a choice, I wouldn't have left you."
There was only one thing stopping them from reaching each other - the transparent wall before them.
Young Victoria looked down. "Can you take me home...?"
This is what sent The Doctor's hearts spiralling down into a deep abyss. The truth was that he couldn't take her home now. His confidence shattered suddenly, as he knelt down before the glass. "As much as I want to, I can't..." Tears begun to blur his vision, and with each word another stone struck his hearts; and a man with two hearts carries twice the pain.
"Why?"
The Doctor was in an irrevocable pit of agony and pain, knowing he had to leave behind the girl who'd become like a daughter to him. "Remember how I told you about the 'rifts of time'?"
"Yes."
"Well, I'm traveling with an older version of you. This place we're in has no time whatsoever. And because I am travelling with your older self, if I bring another version of the same person into a place with time, they will break apart."
Now, Victoria's young eyes filled with tears. "Who would be affected by that...?"
"... I would. I-If the time rifts are moved in any way, I will die."
Victoria begun to sob uncontrollably at this; like her inner warmth and security diminished suddenly. She was crying that heartbreaking little girl cry, and this only fueled The Doctor's sadness. "Y-you'd regenirate though... Right??"
The Doctor couldn't call his voice, so he shook his head 'no'.
Victoria placed her hands on the glass. The Doctor looked up. "Victoria, you know I love you. You know I'd do anything for you, I'd brave anything for you and I'd destroy anything that harms you. You know I'd only do the best for you, always. And right now, the best is to keep you in a place of no time." The Doctor placed his hands over hers, only separated by glass.
"... I don't want anything to hurt my raggedy man.... If it means staying here I will do it."
The Doctor's body begun to tremble. "I... don't want to leave you behind. Even if not by blood, you are my daughter and I am your father. And no father wants to leave his daughter."
"It's okay, raggedy man. Go rescue her."
"I...I love you, Victoria."
"I love you too, raggedy man."
With an arrow of pain, The Doctor stood up, turned, and walked away.

 

[canada-goose]

I have a deep, irrational fear of OCs in fanfics, so I almost didn't read your story, Techno. But I just did and... wow, an OC story with decent writing and a character who isn't cringe-worthy. I'm impressed.

And the poor, sad Doctor who needs a hug. That's always good too.

 

[TechnoCat]

Aww, thank you so much!!! Victoria has to be my favorite OC in my story. (Mind my oblivion, maybe I'm just tired, but what do you mean by cringe-worthy?)

I really think, since this is my first fanfiction, I've put Victoria together well. I put a lot of thought into her before beginning the story. I'm glad that someone likes it

Lol, I felt AWFUL for The Doctor (just because of my irrevocable fangirl crush on him) while writing this. In my dreams, though, I got to give The Doctor a hug and say sorry. (I literally had that dream after writing it.) So I think he's good. XD

 

[canada-goose]

By "cringe-worthy", I meant "such a poorly written character that I can't keep myself from cringing". There are a LOT of badly written OCs on fanfiction.net, and they've made me more than a bit cynical over time.

I think you're even more crazy about the Doctor than I am, which is awesome. Makes me feel a bit less alone in my admiration for him.