A Blood Stained Requiem
**EVERYONE KNOWS THIS: THE MICE AREN'T MINE** * * * _He couldn't stop it. No matter how many times he tried; no matter how many times he scolded himself for being so stupid as to keep it going. He couldn't. He had to keep going. Thick blood oozed...
Welcome To The Machine
**Everyone knows this: THE MICE AREN'T MINE. Also, thank Pink Floyd for the inspiration; and the following authors for being so kind as to beta read this for me: Whipblade, Wolfie Steel and Inuficcrzy. This is for you three; who keep me going with...
The Wall
The scenery past by Vinnie as he sat in the limo. He was being driven to his next gig. Earlier in the evening; his manager, a rat by the name of Mace, had apparently found him unconscious on the floor of his hotel room, thanks to a combination of,...
Comfortably Numb
**Something's telling me this will be the most controversial fic I've done; but I have my reasons for writing this. As everyone knows; the bros aren't mine, so anyone who thinks they are is nuts. I just hope at least someone enjoys this.** * * * A...
WIP/DRABBLE: The Trout
"I know you did it, you fucking rat-traitor..." Throttle said; he was currently in a beaten up leather chair; his vest destroyed from fights with way too many goons to count. "So what if I did?" Came the slick, sarcastic voice from the darkness. "Not...
Forgiven?
**Ok, here's my newest... thing. I didn't know what to title it for ages; hence its colossal delay. I was not in a good place when writing this... and come to think of it; the more and more I like my stories; the darker and darker they become. My only...
Melancholia
**Obvious statement is obvious. Mice aren't mine. This has been inspired by the opening sequence of Melancholia. Go look at it on youtube**. * * * He knew it. Their last day was due. He gazed at the colossal blue sphere that spanned the skies over...
Is There Anybody Out There?
**You know the score: The mice aren't mine. I don't care if you hate this, or read only a little of it. Please, give me some sort of comment.** * * * He knew he was hurting. He knew it way down in his heart; but his brain didn't care. His mind...
Radio-Activity
The sounds were driving him crazy. It pounded away at his brain; even though he clamped his ears off. Hell; he'd even tried being in a completely quiet room; with no interference from the outside world. Still he heard the noises; at times voices, at...
Echoes
**Alright; new one from me. Everyone knows the Mice aren't mine_._ Go and listen to Echoes by Pink Floyd if you wanna know what inspired this.** * * * _He was falling through an endless abyss; never knowing how far he'd fallen, or how far he had to...
The Thin Ice
**Mice aren't mine; you guys know that. This is dedicated to Inuficcrzy and Wolfie Steel. Finally, this dedication goes to you; the reader, for being so kind as to view it.** **Last thing: Comments/ feedback are extremely desired. It's the only way I...
Bring The Boys Back Home
**Obivously; the mice aren't mine. Neither is Bring The Boys Back Home. Thank Roger Waters for inspiring this. It's not my best; but I bashed it out in about an hour; so go figure.** * * * Three bored mice sat around the battered and broken TV; all...