Writers Thoughs-The Old manThe man walked around with his cane, everyone that passed looked at him, he was slower than everyone else. The old man survived death many times, he never once turned back; he is old now, turning gray and lives along.Writers Thoughs-The Old man
All of his friends are gone and past, his family has nothing to do with him, they are separate. The only thing he has is two pictures of his mom and dad sitting next to him, with a blanket over him and a cup of orange juice on his stand, he sits and stares at what made him.
Grabbing his face he wipes a single tear from his eyes, his house is lonely and small, a fire is lit in the fireplace;
Some SayJoe your such a pussy, just ask her to the dance, stop being so scared, whats your problem?Some Say
"Think before you make up your mind, you don't seem to realize, i can do this on my own, and if i fall i will take it all, its so easy after all"
Be a man, don't be afraid to confront your enemies Joe, they are only freshman in High school, why are you afraid of what they think, are you afraid it will make you look bad?
"Think before you make up your mind, you don't seem to realize, i can do this on my own, and if i fall i will take it all, its so easy after all"
I think we are falling apart, we don't
Half Life"Gordon Step away from th..." "Shutting down.." "No.. Can't" "AHHHHHHH!"Half Life
*Breathing*
"Where am i? What is this? The experiment failed, god my arm hurts." Gordon Freeman looked around the destroyed test chamber. The machine itself was mangled and broken, cement and other large metal pieces were thrown all about the place. Static and electricity flowed and sparked through the chamber. The window were the control room was had a big blasted hole through it, blood splattered across the pane of the window, a scientist was hanging over the window, his body w
ZombiesOpening my eyes, I saw a great, vile yellow sky. This isn't right, I thought. Peering at my arms and legs, painful as it was, I saw the familiar mix of orange and black from the HEV suit. Though my body protested, I managed to stand up, and look around whilst sweeping dirt and grime off the suit. Around me were building, or rather, husks of what used to be buildings. Yet, there was a noise, that permeated through everything it seemed, a dull drone that seemed almost human. The familiar drone of headcrab infested humans. This is going to be one hell of a ride, I thougZombies
You Are What You Eat“You’re going to love it here Jessica.”You Are What You Eat
Her green eyes reflected back at her as she glanced at the curved mirror. A small girl with folded arms was in the corner of the mirror. The girl wore a happy bunny shirt that said, “It’s cute how you think I care.” She also wore jeans, and flip flops. This was Jessica, her teenage
daughter.
“Mom, pay attention to the road,” Jessica said with a sigh.
The woman shifted her eyes back to the road.
Where are my sunglasses? My purse. Dammit!
“Jessica, can you hand me my purse?” she asked, as
Unfinal SolutionJim and Dave shuffled down the street in the hot summer sun. Occasionally they would encounter an obstacle, such as a shopping cart, corpse, pile of trash, or burned out car. Depending on the size and nature of the obstacle, their zombie intellect would kick over into high gear, and a conversation such as this might ensue:Unfinal Solution
“Braaaaaaaaaaains….”
“Rains! Rains! Raaaaaaaains1….”
“Brains….”
If the object was large, such as a chunk of flaming airplane wreckage, Jim and Dave would do the Zombie Shuffle around its perimete
Cheese.| The names Joe. I like to write small simple stories. I love traveling on the road to places with my brother Frank. Playing guitar is my favorite hobby, have been playing for three years and i must say or not to brag, but a bit better than some people i know who have five+ years of playing, but I'm no where near pro. Get to know me. Shout out to.  ~Th3-CrownlessMyspace-Add me, but please message me after telling me who you are. [link] Gmail-joerock019@gmail.com MSN-Tigger_z@hotmail.com Aim Sn-Joe Is Beastin |
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Rob,
~T3C
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"To err is human, to Repent divine." -Benjamin Franklin
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." -E.L. Doctorow
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~Zombies
There's this one zombie story you might like, it's not too gory, but it gives a different look on vampires.. if you can get past the whiny character of the first 20 pages, it's actually quite good. It's called "You are so undead to me."
And thank you for the watch. I put up art more than writing, but if you dig through my gallery, there's writing there.
I want it to be a unique zombie story, nothing like in the movies and such, I plan on putting so much realism into it, i think movies and books over work zombie stuff.
Vampires? not a fan but i will give it a try. Thanks.
Your welcome dude. I will have a look at your stuff sometime.
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~Zombies
I am very familiar to straying from my storyline.. so I have to work out a timeline based on chapters, and as long as that event gets done, and I've set up the next event, I can do whatever I want.
Rob,
~T3C
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"To err is human, to Repent divine." -Benjamin Franklin
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." -E.L. Doctorow
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~Zombies
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