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    Goodbye

    Well I've been here for a long time now, and I think I've seen all I want to. The site has changed...a lot...for better or worse, I'll let you all decide for yourself. I don't feel the same here anymore. Most of the people I used to know have gone and I feel strange with all of these new people here now. I suppose I just like the way things were back then too much to adapt. I hate to say goodbye but I think its time for me to move on. So if I see you in the real world, good, and if not then goodbye and good luck to all of you!
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Sep 6, 2009, 4 replies, in forum: Departure Hall
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    Okay so my kitten thought it would be just sooooo funny to jump up on my keyboard while I was typing, pop the enter key out of place, and spell this:
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Jun 28, 2009, 12 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Load of Crap

    Well since I haven't and unfortunately probably never will meet you all in real life I feel that I can talk about things here that I can't in the real world.

    First off, there must be something in the water because in the past 6 months, 10 or so people have died in my family. It wasn't them dying that stressed me out, not really anyway. It was my mom. She handles the deaths by dumping it all on me. Now I know its because of the whole "you treat your closest friends and family worse than strangers" but I'm sick of it.

    Then we have my lovely history professor, who is an old, cranky sadist. She absolutely hates me. And I know this because she assigned about 15 reports due in one week. Now normally this is supposed to be a group project but no she stuck me by myself. Then she complains in the hallways about how "rebellious" and "defiant" I am.

    And ooh lucky me, there's more. Lately I haven't been getting any kind of sleep.None.At all. Now this probably wouldn't have bothered me if it was just on the week days but no. I slept for 14 hours straight and I felt like I had slept 2 hours. And its starting to freak me out.

    Lately I've started hearing things in my head.Voices. I can ignore them but they tell me to do awful things like kill people and burn down buildings. I also get horrible mental pictures of people's bodies being mangled and killed. The voices get louder and worse the angrier I get, which is pretty anger most of the time. I carry a rubber band and snap it on my wrist every time I get angry. I have to hide the bruises from me snapping it so much.

    Also I've come to realize that I'm bi. Now this is hard enough to bear(as everyone who is bi knows) but I have to sit through church and my parents saying how I am an abomination from Hell because I think some girls are cute. Not to mention my friends hate gays and bi people.

    All of this is really hard to deal with, not to mention this will be my freshman year of high school. So I've got to get my grades straight and ready to go.

    I'm so f*cking stressed and I'm not sure how much longer until I snap.
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Apr 25, 2009, 3 replies, in forum: Help with Life
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    Lord Death

    Death. What is it? Why does it happen? Is it painfull or painless? Thousands of people ask these questions thousands of times. However people are wrong to ask these questions. Rather the best question, is this: Who is Death?

    This rp is set around the middle ages in a small town called Rook. The people in this town are quiet and content. But one girl is scared and sullen. She is this way because she can see him. She sees him whenever someone is about to die, is dying, or will die soon. She isn't sure who he is but she is about to learn a terrifiying thing about him. This man that she sees is Lord Death. Select people all over Angleland can see him too. Now they will all be brought together by this newfound ability. Now they must choose because if they continue to profess to see him, the king will have them all killed, but theres one more thing: Lord Death cannot harm him.

    Rules
    - no godmodding/powerplaying
    - anything beyond kissing should be in p.m.
    - homosexual/heterosexual/bisexual are all welcome here!
    - please put "Death is near" if you have read this far
    - please be literate, I understand about writers block
    - no one liners, at least have two
    - PLEASE SPELL CORRECTLY
    - when you put rule four in your profile put it in black


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    Characters:
    Lord Death- (name unknown as of now)(picture)
    Seer- Abbie Lake (picture)
    Seer- Leon Stone (picture)
    Seer- Daniel (no picture)
    Seer- Nikki (picture)
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    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Jan 28, 2009, 37 replies, in forum: Retirement Home
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    Forgotten

    ((This was a story I wrote for English class. cnc please!!!))

    Nighttime. Her favorite. The air was cool and above her, the clouds drifted lazily across the black and purple sky. Anyone would have thought, at this point, that this was a normal night. But no, they would be terribly wrong. Screams filled the air and gunshots from far off tore at her heart. Here, in this crude, hospital it was anything but normal. Broken bones, seared flesh, cries that would make your blood run cold. And her blood ran so cold that she wished to lay down and die. No, there was no time to die, she must care for the wounded that were coming in by the squads. More or less, ten at a time with intervals of five minutes. There was, however, one problem: How could she heal wounds that she knew nothing about? Oh yes, bones she could set, burns she could soothe, but this? This was a foreign enemy. This wound spread and in at the most, in an hour the victim would be dead.

    And torn.

    And broken.

    The smell was terrible. most everyone had either died or left.

    Suddenly gunshots echoed closer and then footsteps. The men who had cause this carnage sprinted in and quickly and methodically wiped out all of the wounded that she had tried so hard to save. They would kill all of them! She was outraged. In desperation, she grabbed a machine gun from the unfortunate guards, and open fired on the devils. Most of them fell but the rest turned, their faces livid. Just before they fired, she crossed herself and said a silent prayer to her patron saint.

    "Sweet Saint Joan, let me die with grace.

    That was all she had time to think before they fired. Her body was on fire and she screamed(an unearthly sound) the name of her saint, and then as she was falling, the name of her savior. Enough strength resided in her to keep her body from squirming. The men clomped over(for their boots were huge) and proceeded to kick her half to death. All the while she prayed hard and fast over and over again. Finally when she thought she would lose her self control, one soldier, God bless him, shoved past the others, aimed at her head and fired.

    Then she felt nothing.

    Now she was in a pale white light, being embraced by Joan d'Arc herself.​


    "Well done......my sister," she said, her voice kind and musical.

    "Come, now you will meet your king."​


    ((Note: I'm terrible at names so that's why no one but Joan has a name in here.))
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Nov 14, 2008, 1 replies, in forum: Archives
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    Banned?

    What's up with all these banned users in the visited the forums in the last 24 hours thing?
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Oct 7, 2008, 14 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Dawn. The sun breaking through the morning mist, made the light cast strange patterns across young Joan's walls. Shadows, chasing bursts of light and light, moving furtively and slowly to conquer the room. The victorious light grew more intense and finally Joan, in one swift movement jumped out of the bed and at the window, throwing closed the light blue curtains and sank to the floor, blinking. The cream colored carpet came into focus more as she rubbed her eyes. Slowly, as if she were moving through water, Joan drifted over to her dresser and threw on a white tee shirt and some light blue jeans with tiny holes in the knees. Not bothering to make her bed(why make it if you'll just mess it up again at night?) she descended the stairs, all the while putting her up into a smooth, low ponytail. A quick nod for her mom and a muttered excuse for her dad and she was out the door. In the entryway she slipped on her boots and two jackets, a light gray down one and then a thinner black overcoat that would repel the rain and snow. Flinging open the door, she burst into the light at a run.
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    Kind of like a prelude. If you know what the title is about and don't like stories about characters who will become Mort then I suggest you don't get attached to this one because I'm feeling particularly malicious.
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Oct 4, 2008, 0 replies, in forum: Archives
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    Help?!?

    I has pneumonia. Is that serious?
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Oct 1, 2008, 16 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Well I feel horrible about posting this because if any of you saw my life then you would think it was perfect.

    -My parents are together and never fight
    -They both work at the church so I was brought up "right"
    -I don't have any brothers or sisters to complain about
    - I have my own room and 4 pets
    -People are always like "Oh! I know you..you are ______'s child. Good kid."
    -I have three people who sometimes pay attention to me so I'm considered "not lonely"
    -I don't wear black or draw death so clearly I'm not troubled in any way


    Its all so monotonous I just.....ugh, and right about now I get the usual

    "Oh! Your life is fine, suck it up!"
    or "You should be thankful for all that you have"
    and lets not forget the whole "Some kid has it way worse than you!" speech.
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Sep 21, 2008, 8 replies, in forum: Help with Life
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    Free Hugs

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4

    Ok so I saw this totally awesome video and I was like "Hey Mom, Me and my friends want to do that. I'll take Dad for supervision." and she was like "Nooooo!! You will be raped and killed and infected with AIDS!!" I get so frustrated with her because she won't even let us do it at an OLD PEOPLE'S HOME!! I mean come on!!
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Sep 12, 2008, 8 replies, in forum: Help with Life
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    The Truth

    I can't do this anymore and I have to tell you. I'm really thirteen, and a girl, I can't draw to save my life and I think I suck at singing. I have 2 dogs and one cat and one rat and I wasn't really in a wheelchair(but I actually broke my back instead and almost needed surgery for it).I can't lie just because my parents want me to anymore.


    I told you this because I'm running away from my home. My parents need a break from me and I need a break from them so.....I'll be leaving Wednesday. I'm so sorry. I'm just......sorry.
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Sep 8, 2008, 21 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Sad :[

    [​IMG]
    because no one will read my story prologue
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Sep 6, 2008, 14 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Warrior Girl

    Once, in a time known as the Dark Ages

    There lived a legend whose coming had been foretold by the great prophet Merlin.

    It was said that after a century of war this young maiden would unite her divided people

    And lead them to freedom.

    It did not say how...

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    This is a new story I'm writing. I hope you can guess who its about. I added my own touch to the great story. What do you think of it?(this is just the prologue). DISCLAIMER: Joan of Arc and all the characters except Fleur are real and belong to themselves and no one else, I claim no credit for them.
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    Chapter 1

    Rain dripped into the pail steadily as young Fleur watched it, with a look mixed with boredom and impatience.

    "Ok Jeanne, this one is full," she shouted to her twin.

    Jeanne appeared from the next room, walking quietly on the dirt floor. Fleur handed Jeanne the full bucket and quickly switched it with the empty one. She gave a half-hearted smile, before walking towards the door, lugging the pail with her. Fleur mirrored the smile before turning back to the new pail.Craning her neck up, she frowned up at the gaping hole in the roof then at the door where Jeanne had disappeared.
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    Jeanne shuffled out the door just far enough to pitch the water out of the tin bucket. The rain was pouring with no sign of letting up, pounding the rough, wild French countryside with relentless force. She frowned and stuck her tongue out at the spitting rain.

    "Jeanne d'Arc."

    Jeanne spun around back towards the house, expecting to see her mother. No one was there. A great and blinding light shone on her and the soft, sweet voice began again.

    Operor non timeo. Vos have been electus per Deus. EGO sum Sanctus Catherine quod EGO sum vestri patronus sanctus. Vestri vicis mos adveho tamen pro iam vos es necessarius hic. Vado quod EGO ero vobis.

    Amazed, Jeanne tilted her head upwards, toward the voice. The rain splattered her face and plastered her hair down but still she stayed frozen. It was a strange language but she realized that she could understand it.

    "Yes, I will..." she murmured awestruck.
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    Back in the house, much the same thing was happening to Fleur.
    "Ok.." she whispered as the voice departed along with the light. Immediately she jumped off the stool she was sitting on, making it clatter to the floor. Jeanne dropped her pail and tore inside the house. They caught each other by the elbows. No words were needed. Their eyes told everything.
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    I know the first chapter was short but I was busy and now my computer crashed and I won't e able to get on for a while.
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Sep 6, 2008, 11 replies, in forum: Archives
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    I'm almost always angry all the time but I don't know why I am. It seems that I get angry over the stupidest thing and when I can't stop being angry that just makes me even madder. I want to yell and scream but I have just been pushing it down. Lately it seems like its even worse, I almost ran away.(Like I was out of my neighborhood and almost down to the highway. Help. Please. I don't want to end up doing something bad but it seems like I'm not in control of my own body.
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 31, 2008, 13 replies, in forum: Help with Life
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    My computer

    My computer has a virus so I don't know when I will be back, bye
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 29, 2008, 1 replies, in forum: Departure Hall
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    ??

    When I look at the spamzone thread box thingy there are no threads! WTH happened!
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 26, 2008, 2 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Owwie

    I got strep throat and my throat is burning really bad. Any suggestions on how to make it better.

    PS: I can't even talk XP
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 22, 2008, 6 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    1 18.25 ounce packaged chocolate cake mix
    1 can prepared coconut pecan frosting
    3slash4 cup vegetable oil
    4 large eggs
    1 cup semisweet chocolate chips
    3slash4 cup butter or margarine
    1 and 2/3 cups granulated sugar
    2 cups all purpose flower
    don't forget garnishes such as:
    fish head crackers
    fish head candies
    fish head solid waste
    fish shaped dirt
    fish shaped ethyl-benzine
    pull and peel liquorish
    fish shaped volatile organic compounds and sediment shaped sediment
    candy coated peanut butter pieces; shaped like fish
    1 cup lemon juice
    alpha-resin
    unsaturated polyester resin
    fiber-glass surface resins
    and volatile malted milk empoundments
    9 large egg yolks O_o
    12 geo neo-synthetic membranes
    1 cup granulated sugar
    an entry called: How to Kill Someone With Your Bare Hands
    2 cups rhubarb; sliced
    2slash3 cup granulated rhubarb
    1 tablespoon all purpose rhubarb
    1 teaspoon grated orange rhubarb
    3 tablespoons rhubarb on fire
    1 large rhubarb
    1 cross 4 hole electro magnetic imaging rhubarb
    2 tablespoons rhubarb juice
    adjustable aluminum head positioner
    Slaughter electric needle injector
    cordless electric needle injector
    injector needle driver
    injector needle gun
    cranial caps
    and it contains proven preservatives, deep penetration agents and gas and odor control chemicals
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 7, 2008, 3 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    My Cat!!!

    is talking to a bird. I swear she is looking out the window and chirping. Does anyone know why she would do this?
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 7, 2008, 2 replies, in forum: The Spam Zone
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    Speak

    Wow that was an awesome book. Has anyone read it? Everyone should be required by law to read it, thats how awesome it is!!
    Thread by: The Fifth Element, Aug 3, 2008, 10 replies, in forum: Literature