Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Which Nightmare Before Christmas Character Are You?
What Tim Burton Movie Do You Belong In?
Which Fantastical Creature Suits Your Style?
Which Caribbean Pirate are you most like?
What Type of Fairy Are You?
Which Horror Killer Are You?
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100 Questions Updated
SIMPLE QUESTIONS:
1. Name: Krystal
2. Nickname: Twinkie, Banana, Banana Twinkie, Midget, Shorty, Bubble Butt
3. Eyes: They Change Colours
4. Height: 5 foot
5. Hair: Naturally Dark Brown
6. Siblings: 1 Brother I Know, 4 I don't
7. Do you like to sing in the shower? No
9. Birthday: October 20, 1989
10. Star Sign: Libra
11. Religion: Native American - Wiccan/Pagan
12. Male/Female: Female
13. Righty or lefty: Lefty
14. What's the most important thing that every relationship should have? Communication
15. What type of music do you prefer? Darkwave/Rock
16. Marital status: Dating
17. Do you have a car? No
18. What kind of car do you have/want: Mustang
FAVORITE QUESTIONS:
19. Movie: Rent
20. Song: La Vie Boheme (Rent)
21. Band/singer? Delerium
22. TV Show: Clean House
23. Actor: Johnny Depp
24. Actress: Drew Barrymoore
26. Number: 86
27. Cartoon character: Stewie Griffin
28. Disney Character: Tinkerbell
29. Colour: Lavender
LOVE LIFE ETC:
30. Do you plan on having children:Yes
31. Do you want to get married: Yes
33. How old do you want be when you get married: When It Feels Right
34. Would you have kids before marriage: No
35. Do u have a b/f or g/f: Yes
EITHER-OR (PICK WHICH ONE YOU PREFER)
38. Music/TV: Music
39. Guys/Girls: Guys
40. Green/Blue: Green
41. Pink/Purple: Purple
42. Summer/Winter: Summer
43. Night/Day: Night
44. Hangin Out/Chillin: Hangin Out
45. Dopey/Funny: Funny
46. Where do you live? Maryland
48. Have you ever taken drugs? No
49. What's a major turn on for you? Respect
50. Your favorite food: Mac N Cheese
51. Where would you most like to live in the world? Europe, Norway, Russia
52. Which 5 people do you trust the most? Matt, Becky.......Matt......Becky.......Fizzle
53. What do you think of soul mates? It Could Happen
54. Is it right to flirt if you have a bf/gf? Look Don't Touch
55: What was the last thing you cried over or got teary about? MOM
56. What's something about guys/girls you don't get? A LOT
57. Are you happy? Somewhat
58. Why? Depends On The Day
59. What's an object you can't live without? Matt/Becky
60. Love or lust: Love
61. Silver or gold: Silver
62. Diamond or pearl: Pearl
64. Have you ever gone skinny-dipping? Yes
65. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?: No
66. Do you have any piercings: No
67. What colour underpants are you wearing right now: Uhm....About That
68. What song are you listening to right now? The Keyboard
69: What mythical creature would you be? Faerie
70. Where would you want to go on your honeymoon? Russia
71. Who do u want to spend the rest of your life with? Matt
72. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex: Personality
74. What makes you happy? Friendship
75. What's the next CD you're gonna get? God Only Knows
76. Do you wear contacts or glasses? Reading Glasses
77. What's the best advice given to you? Just Move On
78. Have you ever won any special awards? Honor Roll, Presidential Award.....
79. What are your future goals: Go To College, Open A Daycare, Get Married, Have Kids, Adopt Children, Become A Foster Parent
80. Worst sickness you ever had? Mono
81. Do you like Funny or Scary movies better? Scary
82. On the phone or in person? In Person
83. Hugs or kisses? Hugs
84. What song seems to reflect you the most? Shove It By Santogold
85. If you died tomorrow who would you leave everything you own to? Becky and Matt
86. Do you have any enemies? Nah
89. What time is it now? 12:51 AM
90. Have you ever been in love? Yes
91. Have you met Santa? Sure ~_^
92. If E.T. knocked on your door holding a peace sign and asking to use your phone what would you do? Let Him In
93. Last time you talked to the person that you like: 10:00PM
94. Do you have any pets? A Cat, A Hamster, A Fish, and A Guinea Pig
95. What is your favorite word or saying? Taco
96. Last time you were depressed: Today
97. Are you an alcoholic? Nah
98. Who's your closest friend? Becky
99. What do you think of this person: She's The Greatest
100. What are you wearing right now? PJ Pants, T-shirt, Hoodie, and Socks
1. Name: Krystal
2. Nickname: Twinkie, Banana, Banana Twinkie, Midget, Shorty, Bubble Butt
3. Eyes: They Change Colours
4. Height: 5 foot
5. Hair: Naturally Dark Brown
6. Siblings: 1 Brother I Know, 4 I don't
7. Do you like to sing in the shower? No
9. Birthday: October 20, 1989
10. Star Sign: Libra
11. Religion: Native American - Wiccan/Pagan
12. Male/Female: Female
13. Righty or lefty: Lefty
14. What's the most important thing that every relationship should have? Communication
15. What type of music do you prefer? Darkwave/Rock
16. Marital status: Dating
17. Do you have a car? No
18. What kind of car do you have/want: Mustang
FAVORITE QUESTIONS:
19. Movie: Rent
20. Song: La Vie Boheme (Rent)
21. Band/singer? Delerium
22. TV Show: Clean House
23. Actor: Johnny Depp
24. Actress: Drew Barrymoore
26. Number: 86
27. Cartoon character: Stewie Griffin
28. Disney Character: Tinkerbell
29. Colour: Lavender
LOVE LIFE ETC:
30. Do you plan on having children:Yes
31. Do you want to get married: Yes
33. How old do you want be when you get married: When It Feels Right
34. Would you have kids before marriage: No
35. Do u have a b/f or g/f: Yes
EITHER-OR (PICK WHICH ONE YOU PREFER)
38. Music/TV: Music
39. Guys/Girls: Guys
40. Green/Blue: Green
41. Pink/Purple: Purple
42. Summer/Winter: Summer
43. Night/Day: Night
44. Hangin Out/Chillin: Hangin Out
45. Dopey/Funny: Funny
46. Where do you live? Maryland
48. Have you ever taken drugs? No
49. What's a major turn on for you? Respect
50. Your favorite food: Mac N Cheese
51. Where would you most like to live in the world? Europe, Norway, Russia
52. Which 5 people do you trust the most? Matt, Becky.......Matt......Becky.......Fizzle
53. What do you think of soul mates? It Could Happen
54. Is it right to flirt if you have a bf/gf? Look Don't Touch
55: What was the last thing you cried over or got teary about? MOM
56. What's something about guys/girls you don't get? A LOT
57. Are you happy? Somewhat
58. Why? Depends On The Day
59. What's an object you can't live without? Matt/Becky
60. Love or lust: Love
61. Silver or gold: Silver
62. Diamond or pearl: Pearl
64. Have you ever gone skinny-dipping? Yes
65. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?: No
66. Do you have any piercings: No
67. What colour underpants are you wearing right now: Uhm....About That
68. What song are you listening to right now? The Keyboard
69: What mythical creature would you be? Faerie
70. Where would you want to go on your honeymoon? Russia
71. Who do u want to spend the rest of your life with? Matt
72. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex: Personality
74. What makes you happy? Friendship
75. What's the next CD you're gonna get? God Only Knows
76. Do you wear contacts or glasses? Reading Glasses
77. What's the best advice given to you? Just Move On
78. Have you ever won any special awards? Honor Roll, Presidential Award.....
79. What are your future goals: Go To College, Open A Daycare, Get Married, Have Kids, Adopt Children, Become A Foster Parent
80. Worst sickness you ever had? Mono
81. Do you like Funny or Scary movies better? Scary
82. On the phone or in person? In Person
83. Hugs or kisses? Hugs
84. What song seems to reflect you the most? Shove It By Santogold
85. If you died tomorrow who would you leave everything you own to? Becky and Matt
86. Do you have any enemies? Nah
89. What time is it now? 12:51 AM
90. Have you ever been in love? Yes
91. Have you met Santa? Sure ~_^
92. If E.T. knocked on your door holding a peace sign and asking to use your phone what would you do? Let Him In
93. Last time you talked to the person that you like: 10:00PM
94. Do you have any pets? A Cat, A Hamster, A Fish, and A Guinea Pig
95. What is your favorite word or saying? Taco
96. Last time you were depressed: Today
97. Are you an alcoholic? Nah
98. Who's your closest friend? Becky
99. What do you think of this person: She's The Greatest
100. What are you wearing right now? PJ Pants, T-shirt, Hoodie, and Socks
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
An Old RP That I Wanted To Share
Ok, this RP is about a group of "Aliens" (Arie Lyn) that are after a girl named Artemis. I the leader of a rival group to the Aliens and I want to find the girl to hold her against the leader of the Aliens, because they took my sister.
Lunaria Amaryllis was a small human who was only about 5 feet tall. She, of course, was fully grown but height was not a gift she was granted in her genes. She was born twenty six years ago on the planet earth to her mother Matilda and father Aaron. She then sat back in her chair and remembered how things used to be when she was younger and playing with her smaller yet taller sister Solaria. They used to play barbies and ring-around-the-rosie day after day until when Lunaria was five and Solaria was three their parents died.
The death of Matilda and Aaron Amaryllis was deemed an accident by the police but Lunaria knew different. The reports all had said that there were "mysterious circumstances" surrounding their death and that there was always one person these all lead to. His name was never written down and his location was never disclosed but she knew that their death was never really an accident. The night that they had died Lunaria and Solaria were at home with their uncle whilst their parents had left to go out for dinner on their ten year anniversary. Later that night when her and her sister were getting ready to go to bed there was a knock on the door. Lunaria stood on the stairs and watched as their watchful relative answered the door. That night was the last night that she would ever spend in her house again.
As the years passed Lunaria and her sister Solaria were moved around from orphanage to orphanage. Throughout all of the years they were never separated and no relative ever wanted the responsibility of two small girls. When Lunaria was nine, she and her sister had decided to leave the orphanage and try to make it in the real world. They had taken all of the money that they could find laying around and in the office of the head mistress. As they they left they were confronted by two "men". They grabbed the two girls and took them away, separating them for the rest of their lives.
As Lunaria awoke in her new environment she was terrified and curious all at once. She had many thoughts pass through her mind, first of which was where Solaria had been taken. As time went by Lunaria grew to know the people that took her, as Aliens, the Arie Lyn to be exact. They took care of her, and treated her as one of them. They even granted her with two very unique gifts that the Arie Lyn didn't have themselves. Lunaria learned how to control time and stop it for a total of ten minutes, but alas as those minutes passed she grew more exhausted and weaker with every second. The only major downfall though of this gift was that if she froze time for the entire ten minutes she would become unconscious. Her other gift was to emit an aura like shield around her body at a two foot radius. She always hated the Arie Lyn for taking her and her sister, and most of all for separating them. Lunaria never knew what had happened to Solaria but she vowed to find out.
Lunaria sat at her desk in her nice comfy chair with her feet propped up. She spun a pen between her fingers thinking of what her next move would be to try to get to Fontaine. There wasn't much she hadn't already tried but she had to figure something out. She had taken countless amounts of his soldiers and mangled their bodies and sent them back to him piece by piece. There was nothing. She had taken his men heads and placed them on stakes outside of her place "Dracula" style to see what he would do. There was nothing. She had taken the organs of his men fried them up and sent them back to him telling him that it was a tasty treat that he would enjoy and then after she was sure he had had time to eat it she sent another note to tell him that it was his men. Still there was nothing. Fontaine would not tell her where the location of her sister was and Lunaria needed to decide on something so devious, so horrible, or so maniacal that would bring him to his knees begging.
Suddenly the doors to Lunaria's office opened and in walked her second in command, Dimitrius. "My mistress, we have discovered Fontaine's new plans. He has taken the Alecland leader, and is now trying to find the daughter of said leader. The daughter goes by the name of Artemis. Fontaine's gypsy ally, Eclipse, is now in pursuit of the daughter planning to befriend her and trick her into going back to Fontaine."
Lunaria raised her hand at this and looked at her second, "That will be all Dimi, I will decide what to do from that. Thank you. You can leave now." She sat at her desk now pondering how to use this information against her enemy. Some how, some way, Lunaria would get her sister back.
Lunaria Amaryllis was a small human who was only about 5 feet tall. She, of course, was fully grown but height was not a gift she was granted in her genes. She was born twenty six years ago on the planet earth to her mother Matilda and father Aaron. She then sat back in her chair and remembered how things used to be when she was younger and playing with her smaller yet taller sister Solaria. They used to play barbies and ring-around-the-rosie day after day until when Lunaria was five and Solaria was three their parents died.
The death of Matilda and Aaron Amaryllis was deemed an accident by the police but Lunaria knew different. The reports all had said that there were "mysterious circumstances" surrounding their death and that there was always one person these all lead to. His name was never written down and his location was never disclosed but she knew that their death was never really an accident. The night that they had died Lunaria and Solaria were at home with their uncle whilst their parents had left to go out for dinner on their ten year anniversary. Later that night when her and her sister were getting ready to go to bed there was a knock on the door. Lunaria stood on the stairs and watched as their watchful relative answered the door. That night was the last night that she would ever spend in her house again.
As the years passed Lunaria and her sister Solaria were moved around from orphanage to orphanage. Throughout all of the years they were never separated and no relative ever wanted the responsibility of two small girls. When Lunaria was nine, she and her sister had decided to leave the orphanage and try to make it in the real world. They had taken all of the money that they could find laying around and in the office of the head mistress. As they they left they were confronted by two "men". They grabbed the two girls and took them away, separating them for the rest of their lives.
As Lunaria awoke in her new environment she was terrified and curious all at once. She had many thoughts pass through her mind, first of which was where Solaria had been taken. As time went by Lunaria grew to know the people that took her, as Aliens, the Arie Lyn to be exact. They took care of her, and treated her as one of them. They even granted her with two very unique gifts that the Arie Lyn didn't have themselves. Lunaria learned how to control time and stop it for a total of ten minutes, but alas as those minutes passed she grew more exhausted and weaker with every second. The only major downfall though of this gift was that if she froze time for the entire ten minutes she would become unconscious. Her other gift was to emit an aura like shield around her body at a two foot radius. She always hated the Arie Lyn for taking her and her sister, and most of all for separating them. Lunaria never knew what had happened to Solaria but she vowed to find out.
Lunaria sat at her desk in her nice comfy chair with her feet propped up. She spun a pen between her fingers thinking of what her next move would be to try to get to Fontaine. There wasn't much she hadn't already tried but she had to figure something out. She had taken countless amounts of his soldiers and mangled their bodies and sent them back to him piece by piece. There was nothing. She had taken his men heads and placed them on stakes outside of her place "Dracula" style to see what he would do. There was nothing. She had taken the organs of his men fried them up and sent them back to him telling him that it was a tasty treat that he would enjoy and then after she was sure he had had time to eat it she sent another note to tell him that it was his men. Still there was nothing. Fontaine would not tell her where the location of her sister was and Lunaria needed to decide on something so devious, so horrible, or so maniacal that would bring him to his knees begging.
Suddenly the doors to Lunaria's office opened and in walked her second in command, Dimitrius. "My mistress, we have discovered Fontaine's new plans. He has taken the Alecland leader, and is now trying to find the daughter of said leader. The daughter goes by the name of Artemis. Fontaine's gypsy ally, Eclipse, is now in pursuit of the daughter planning to befriend her and trick her into going back to Fontaine."
Lunaria raised her hand at this and looked at her second, "That will be all Dimi, I will decide what to do from that. Thank you. You can leave now." She sat at her desk now pondering how to use this information against her enemy. Some how, some way, Lunaria would get her sister back.
WHO IN THE HELL DOES THAT TYPE OF SHYT!?!?!?! HONESTLY!?!?!?! Part 2
Well, I called my grandmother and she said that I can't borrow any money if I am going to give it to my mom because mom still owes her $11,000. I can understand that but now I am shyt out of luck. WTF!?!? My mom is selling the trailer for $9,000 dollars and my grandmother wants all of it, so how does my mom even expect to be able to leave with NO money, and then she won't even have a place to live. HAHAHA!!!!! Karma is a BITCH!!!!! Now I have to find a job and a place to live with Athena and Pern. SON OF A BITCH!!!!! I might be able to borrow money for that though......I HOPE!!!!! If not we are shyt out of luck. Oh, and to top it off my MOM made me tell my grandmother that she was leaving. How fucking retarded is that!?!? >screams<
Oh and my mom is selling the furniture in the trailer. The furniture she said that I could have!!!! >screams even louder and attempts to rip hair out<
Oh and my mom is selling the furniture in the trailer. The furniture she said that I could have!!!! >screams even louder and attempts to rip hair out<
My Other Names
I was online looking for some free Gothic clothing patterns when I came across a name changer. So here are my other names:
Gothic = Psychotic Sphincter
Biker = Krystal "Psychotic Sphincter" Reid
Basketball = Dwight Reid
Tourettes = Krystal "mothershitfart" Reid
Yeah it was funny to me. Here is the link. Name Generator
Also there is another that is a vampyre name generator.
Gothic = Psychotic Sphincter
Biker = Krystal "Psychotic Sphincter" Reid
Basketball = Dwight Reid
Tourettes = Krystal "mothershitfart" Reid
Yeah it was funny to me. Here is the link. Name Generator
Also there is another that is a vampyre name generator.
The Great Archives determine you to have gone by the identity:
Rosalind Choiseul
Rosalind Choiseul
Known in some parts of the world as:
Demon of Bulgaria
Demon of Bulgaria
The Great Archives Record:
A flame which never dies, but brightens with the passing of time.
A flame which never dies, but brightens with the passing of time.
WHO IN THE HELL DOES THAT TYPE OF SHYT!?!?!?! HONESTLY!?!?!?!
This is really bothering me. My mom and me have been having issues for some time now but I haven't really said anything to her. Last year around Christmas she separated from the man that I've known as "dad" since I was 3. This was fine with me because he was jerk and always treated me like shyt. Well, while we are still living with him trying to get a place my mom decides that she is going to date the guy that lives across the street. She would disappear for weekends at a time and I would always get bombarded with questions like, "Where did your mother go?", "Who is she fucking now?", "She's with Jimmy isn't she?", and others along the same line. The truth was that she went to a hotel, to fuck Jimmy. I can understand why she left the man but come on while your living in his house do you have to be going around openly fucking the neighbor? No, you don't. She could have waited until we were out of there. At the end of January/beginning of February we finally found a trailer for sale in the trailer park in town.
Whilst all of this was going on, I had come home for the holidays in November from my boyfriends house. While I had been home we had had a very hard break up. I realized that all he wanted was a fucking and to take all of my shyt from me like my iPod, PS2, very expensive clothing and books, movies, and many other things that meant A LOT to me. I was already upset with this happening and I had no where to go because my best friend was grounded for 2 months. So I turned to my neighbor and Athena. Me and Athena had been friends since I was in 7th or 8th grade and my neighbor and I had been friends since his 9th grade year. They are both a year younger than me and I am 19. After a while me and my neighbor realized that we were perfect for each other so we started dating, and have been ever since. Athena was also dealing with he own parental problems at the moment too so we grew closer.
So, mom decided to buy the trailer in the trailer park for $13,000. She borrowed the money from my grandparents and has been paying it back to them slowly, well at least she did for the first few months. So she went back and forth between Jimmy and her ex for the next few months until she finally realized that her ex wasn't for her and she wanted to be with Jimmy. Well, that was all fine and dandy except for the fact that he is a racist, alcoholic bastard. While Jimmy and my mom were separated I began to grow close to my moms friend Patricia that she works with and the only place I could hang out with her was here at the trailer. When Jimmy came back into the picture that ass chased her away and I barely get to see her anymore. I still see my boyfriend (the neighbor) and I hang out with Athena all of the time, but that's not the point. Like right now Patricia needs me and I can't help her because I can never see her. WTF!?!? And Patricia was supposed to be my mom's friend but alas that has changed completely because my mom has become an utter bitch toward everyone because of Jimmy. Well, my mom had some dreams about her ex and now she is scared of him so she wants to move far away, oh, and Jimmy is running from the cops.....let's not forget that detail. So now they want to move away, I am being forced out of my home, and Athena doesn't want to live at home anymore. So when I tell my mom that I'll take the trailer and pay for it and stuff she because a bitch and is like well I need a few thousand to get out of here. Well, when I tell her that I was going to try and borrow a few thousand from my grand parents she bitched and was like they won't give it to you and I haven't even told them that we are leaving yet. WTF!?!?! They are her own parents and she isn't telling them what is happening. My grandfather is practically on his death bed and she wants to leave and go to probably AZ or OK? Who does that? And Jimmy is probably going to screw her over anyway like he has done since they have been together from the beginning. Oh, and she just acquired a new baby grandson. WHO IN THE HELL DOES THAT TYPE OF SHYT!?!?!?! HONESTLY!?!?!?! >screams< I don't know what to do anymore.
Whilst all of this was going on, I had come home for the holidays in November from my boyfriends house. While I had been home we had had a very hard break up. I realized that all he wanted was a fucking and to take all of my shyt from me like my iPod, PS2, very expensive clothing and books, movies, and many other things that meant A LOT to me. I was already upset with this happening and I had no where to go because my best friend was grounded for 2 months. So I turned to my neighbor and Athena. Me and Athena had been friends since I was in 7th or 8th grade and my neighbor and I had been friends since his 9th grade year. They are both a year younger than me and I am 19. After a while me and my neighbor realized that we were perfect for each other so we started dating, and have been ever since. Athena was also dealing with he own parental problems at the moment too so we grew closer.
So, mom decided to buy the trailer in the trailer park for $13,000. She borrowed the money from my grandparents and has been paying it back to them slowly, well at least she did for the first few months. So she went back and forth between Jimmy and her ex for the next few months until she finally realized that her ex wasn't for her and she wanted to be with Jimmy. Well, that was all fine and dandy except for the fact that he is a racist, alcoholic bastard. While Jimmy and my mom were separated I began to grow close to my moms friend Patricia that she works with and the only place I could hang out with her was here at the trailer. When Jimmy came back into the picture that ass chased her away and I barely get to see her anymore. I still see my boyfriend (the neighbor) and I hang out with Athena all of the time, but that's not the point. Like right now Patricia needs me and I can't help her because I can never see her. WTF!?!? And Patricia was supposed to be my mom's friend but alas that has changed completely because my mom has become an utter bitch toward everyone because of Jimmy. Well, my mom had some dreams about her ex and now she is scared of him so she wants to move far away, oh, and Jimmy is running from the cops.....let's not forget that detail. So now they want to move away, I am being forced out of my home, and Athena doesn't want to live at home anymore. So when I tell my mom that I'll take the trailer and pay for it and stuff she because a bitch and is like well I need a few thousand to get out of here. Well, when I tell her that I was going to try and borrow a few thousand from my grand parents she bitched and was like they won't give it to you and I haven't even told them that we are leaving yet. WTF!?!?! They are her own parents and she isn't telling them what is happening. My grandfather is practically on his death bed and she wants to leave and go to probably AZ or OK? Who does that? And Jimmy is probably going to screw her over anyway like he has done since they have been together from the beginning. Oh, and she just acquired a new baby grandson. WHO IN THE HELL DOES THAT TYPE OF SHYT!?!?!?! HONESTLY!?!?!?! >screams< I don't know what to do anymore.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Faerietales are better left for stories; Dreams are better left for night
Life seems to always slap you in the face
Even when your knees have already hit the ground
I've decided to stop reaching to the skies and trying to catch a dream
A dream that I know is never going to come true
There are no sunny skies, green pastures, or rainbows passing by
There is just me, and just you, coexisting in the world that is around us
I used to believe in miracles and happiness
But every time I seem to get them they get taken away
I only have what I hold now and dreams won't keep it here
Faerietales are better left for stories
Dreams are better left for night
I've opened my eyes to the world around me
And all I ever discover is disappointment and pain
With the few small things that still bring me some happiness
I will always hold them close
Keep them here beside me and never let them go
(I know this poem kind of sucks but get over it)
Even when your knees have already hit the ground
I've decided to stop reaching to the skies and trying to catch a dream
A dream that I know is never going to come true
There are no sunny skies, green pastures, or rainbows passing by
There is just me, and just you, coexisting in the world that is around us
I used to believe in miracles and happiness
But every time I seem to get them they get taken away
I only have what I hold now and dreams won't keep it here
Faerietales are better left for stories
Dreams are better left for night
I've opened my eyes to the world around me
And all I ever discover is disappointment and pain
With the few small things that still bring me some happiness
I will always hold them close
Keep them here beside me and never let them go
(I know this poem kind of sucks but get over it)
Sunday, October 12, 2008
So....I Had To Share My RP Skills
Ok, there are going to be 3 different RP charcters for 3 different RP's here. I wrote them all today.
Ok, the first one is about a demon lord that has a son that he wants to get married, so he throws him a ball. The lord's wife was murdered, and the son keeps his feelings inside. Letters were sent out to towns people to attend the ball. I am one of the invitees. There are other characters in the RP too but none of them have an important role yet. The lord is Saravis, the son is Darckis, and there is a little boy that is named Marcus that lives in the castle with them.(Wow they all rhyme...lol) So here is my character ....intro.
Name: Cerdiwan Xavier
Age: 2086
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130
Race: Fallen Angel
Appearance: Cerdiwan My wings are black though.
Weapons/Magic: Cerdiwan doesn't really believe in carrying a weapon around on a day to day basis. She uses a small dagger and a bow to hunt for food and that is about it. She can cast a few small spells but nothing too extravagant. She knows how to heal people and can see into the minds of others. She has the ability to see the future, past, and present of the people that surround her but nothing of her own life.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved. She never speaks unless spoken to and keeps to herself. Her life choices have made her quite vulnerable to be hurt excruciatingly by small trivial things in life. She looks at everything with an open mind and knows that some choices are made because they have to be. She tends to understand the point of views from everyone and weights the pros and cons of every situation.
Bio: Cerdiwan used to be the one of the greatest angels of heaven. The healer assigned by God to take on the tasks that he couldn't. She was to right the wrongs done to the innocent and never ask questions. One of the people that she healed, Gabriel Knight, stole her heart and forever made her forsaken. She loved this mortal, this human, and made the choice to forever exist in the human realm unforgiven by her creator. After being damned by God her once beautiful white wings were stained black as a symbol of her betrayal. She was then cast out of heaven and left to live her life in the mortal realm, and then Gabriel became extremely ill. All of Cerdiwan's efforts to heal him were in vain. Everything that she did had no effect and he passed a few days after growing ill. From that day on she has lived off the land that her and Gabriel had received from his deceased father. She fended for herself never venturing into the town for anything.
In Character (aka the story)
Age: 2086
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 130
Race: Fallen Angel
Appearance: Cerdiwan My wings are black though.
Weapons/Magic: Cerdiwan doesn't really believe in carrying a weapon around on a day to day basis. She uses a small dagger and a bow to hunt for food and that is about it. She can cast a few small spells but nothing too extravagant. She knows how to heal people and can see into the minds of others. She has the ability to see the future, past, and present of the people that surround her but nothing of her own life.
Personality: She is quiet and reserved. She never speaks unless spoken to and keeps to herself. Her life choices have made her quite vulnerable to be hurt excruciatingly by small trivial things in life. She looks at everything with an open mind and knows that some choices are made because they have to be. She tends to understand the point of views from everyone and weights the pros and cons of every situation.
Bio: Cerdiwan used to be the one of the greatest angels of heaven. The healer assigned by God to take on the tasks that he couldn't. She was to right the wrongs done to the innocent and never ask questions. One of the people that she healed, Gabriel Knight, stole her heart and forever made her forsaken. She loved this mortal, this human, and made the choice to forever exist in the human realm unforgiven by her creator. After being damned by God her once beautiful white wings were stained black as a symbol of her betrayal. She was then cast out of heaven and left to live her life in the mortal realm, and then Gabriel became extremely ill. All of Cerdiwan's efforts to heal him were in vain. Everything that she did had no effect and he passed a few days after growing ill. From that day on she has lived off the land that her and Gabriel had received from his deceased father. She fended for herself never venturing into the town for anything.
In Character (aka the story)
It was an extremely cold night, the wind was howling outside and the fire refused to stay lit. The darkness seemed to make the cold more frigid with every second that passed. Gabriel was in the other room, sleeping. He hadn't slept much since he had become ill so Cerdiwan was relieved that he had fallen into a silent slumber. She sat silently listening to the wind scream within her ears, the screams seemed more real than they had ever been. Then she realized that the screams weren't just that of the banshee's of the wind, they were her beloved's.
Cerdiwan jumped from the chair she had settled in and ran to Gabriel's side. "Gabriel, what's wrong? My love, why are you screaming as though death is staring you in the face?" She looked down to see his face, his beautiful face. His once piercing crimson eyes, and sharp masculine features were surrounded by matted sweat drenched raven hair. His face was twisted in pain and fear, and he clutched his chest in agony. Blood started to seep from the edge of his soft mouth, and tears streamed down her face. She could hear the last thuds of his heart beat like drums of surrender within her mind. Gabriel passed into the darkness, and his soul drifted from his now lifeless body. Cerdiwan screamed to the heavens,"WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME? IS IT A CRIME FOR SOMEONE TO FALL IN LOVE? IS IT A CRIME TO BE HAPPY WHEN YOU ARE FOREVER SURROUNDED BY THE PAIN OF OTHERS?"
Cerdiwan awoke from her dream, gasping for breath that had been stolen by her ever repetitive nightmares. After taking a moment to gather herself and her thoughts she moved to place her feet upon the cold hardwood floor of her lonely bedroom. She hated being alone in her room because the thoughts of all the times spent with Gabriel taunted her every memory.
Cerdiwan decided to get out of bed and start the day. The day was sure to be long and lonesome as was usual. As she reached the kitchen to get something to sooth her tense nerves she heard a small, soft knock upon her door. "Who could that be? No one has ever come to visit me, not even when Gabriel was alive did we ever have visitors." As she made her way to the door she grabbed her white silk robe and tied it around her half naked body. The knock then came again slightly louder this time, and she said just loud enough to be heard, "I'm coming."
As she slowly opened the door a small boy stood before her. He was holding a letter in his left hand and a small lavender flower in the other. "Excuse me miss, are you Cerdiwan Xavier?" He said softly to her. Cerdiwan looked down at a small boy smiling up at her. She grinned back, glad to see a friendly face for once. "Yes, I am actually. What do you need sweetie?"
He lifted the letter and flower up to her with a hopeful look upon his face. Cerdiwan reached out and took them both, her fingers slightly brushing his she looked into his past.
Marcus had been running around the castle trying to find everyone that he could to show off his new ring he had won, in his fight, against prince Darckis. As he was making his rounds he came across a small letter on the ground. On the front of the letter was a name written in golden ink followed by an address. He had figured that the letter must have been one of the invitations for the ball so he decided to deliver it himself.
"Thank you, sweetie, but what is this for?" She looked caringly down upon the small boy, with happiness glinting in her eyes. She then lifted the flower to her nose and let the aroma flow throughout her entire body. Lavender was her favorite of all flowers, and had many medicinal uses. Cerdiwan opened the letter with care making sure not to tear the information that was contained within. Marcus stared up at her, intrigued to find out exactly what the letter said. Cerdiwan then read the words to him,
"'Attention,
This letter that you are reading is an invitation to a party that is only being held one time…and one time only. My son has reached the time in his life when he needs to choose a woman to be his bride, and in doing so will take over my kingdom. I'm sending this letter out to anyone and everyone, but more importantly to the families who have young women in their household who would like to take my son's hand in marriage. But I shall warn you now…just because you show up, do not expect to win his hand. He will choose who he weds. But none the less I welcome everyone who answers this message and arrives at my doorstep in two nights.
Lord Saravis Magnus'"
She looked down at the satisfied boy but in her heart she knew that she could not attend. "I can't go sweetie, I have too much I have to do here. Thank you for bring me the letter. Would you like a sweet in return, I have a chunky bar in the kitchen?" She grinned down at him but the look upon his face was sadness. "No thank you ma'am. Excuse me though, but a beautiful lady like you should be at the ball. You could fall in love with the prince. He would love to see you there."
Tears began to weld in her eyes as thoughts of her love crept back into her mind. "If it will make you happy I will go. Now run along and get ready yourself. I want to see you in a handsome suit. Save a dance for me, ok?" At this Marcus ran back to the castle to ready himself in his most handsome of suits.
Cerdiwan headed to her sewing room and worked all day on her dress for the ball. A simple white dress would work for her, nothing too over done. She was only going to make that cute little messenger boy happy. The dress was long and white and a train trailed on the floor. There was lace on the sleeves and bust, and small white beads accented the trim. She decided that at the ball she would allow everyone to see her wings just to add effect, but her eyes would be covered by a small mask.
After working all day on the dress Cerdiwan pulled the dress on and put her hair up in a simple messy bun. She headed out the door and walked to the ball. She arrived after everyone else and snuck in the back. As she stood there in the doorway she whispered softly to herself, "I will dance with Marcus, eat some food, and leave."
Cerdiwan jumped from the chair she had settled in and ran to Gabriel's side. "Gabriel, what's wrong? My love, why are you screaming as though death is staring you in the face?" She looked down to see his face, his beautiful face. His once piercing crimson eyes, and sharp masculine features were surrounded by matted sweat drenched raven hair. His face was twisted in pain and fear, and he clutched his chest in agony. Blood started to seep from the edge of his soft mouth, and tears streamed down her face. She could hear the last thuds of his heart beat like drums of surrender within her mind. Gabriel passed into the darkness, and his soul drifted from his now lifeless body. Cerdiwan screamed to the heavens,"WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME? IS IT A CRIME FOR SOMEONE TO FALL IN LOVE? IS IT A CRIME TO BE HAPPY WHEN YOU ARE FOREVER SURROUNDED BY THE PAIN OF OTHERS?"
Cerdiwan awoke from her dream, gasping for breath that had been stolen by her ever repetitive nightmares. After taking a moment to gather herself and her thoughts she moved to place her feet upon the cold hardwood floor of her lonely bedroom. She hated being alone in her room because the thoughts of all the times spent with Gabriel taunted her every memory.
Cerdiwan decided to get out of bed and start the day. The day was sure to be long and lonesome as was usual. As she reached the kitchen to get something to sooth her tense nerves she heard a small, soft knock upon her door. "Who could that be? No one has ever come to visit me, not even when Gabriel was alive did we ever have visitors." As she made her way to the door she grabbed her white silk robe and tied it around her half naked body. The knock then came again slightly louder this time, and she said just loud enough to be heard, "I'm coming."
As she slowly opened the door a small boy stood before her. He was holding a letter in his left hand and a small lavender flower in the other. "Excuse me miss, are you Cerdiwan Xavier?" He said softly to her. Cerdiwan looked down at a small boy smiling up at her. She grinned back, glad to see a friendly face for once. "Yes, I am actually. What do you need sweetie?"
He lifted the letter and flower up to her with a hopeful look upon his face. Cerdiwan reached out and took them both, her fingers slightly brushing his she looked into his past.
Marcus had been running around the castle trying to find everyone that he could to show off his new ring he had won, in his fight, against prince Darckis. As he was making his rounds he came across a small letter on the ground. On the front of the letter was a name written in golden ink followed by an address. He had figured that the letter must have been one of the invitations for the ball so he decided to deliver it himself.
"Thank you, sweetie, but what is this for?" She looked caringly down upon the small boy, with happiness glinting in her eyes. She then lifted the flower to her nose and let the aroma flow throughout her entire body. Lavender was her favorite of all flowers, and had many medicinal uses. Cerdiwan opened the letter with care making sure not to tear the information that was contained within. Marcus stared up at her, intrigued to find out exactly what the letter said. Cerdiwan then read the words to him,
"'Attention,
This letter that you are reading is an invitation to a party that is only being held one time…and one time only. My son has reached the time in his life when he needs to choose a woman to be his bride, and in doing so will take over my kingdom. I'm sending this letter out to anyone and everyone, but more importantly to the families who have young women in their household who would like to take my son's hand in marriage. But I shall warn you now…just because you show up, do not expect to win his hand. He will choose who he weds. But none the less I welcome everyone who answers this message and arrives at my doorstep in two nights.
Lord Saravis Magnus'"
She looked down at the satisfied boy but in her heart she knew that she could not attend. "I can't go sweetie, I have too much I have to do here. Thank you for bring me the letter. Would you like a sweet in return, I have a chunky bar in the kitchen?" She grinned down at him but the look upon his face was sadness. "No thank you ma'am. Excuse me though, but a beautiful lady like you should be at the ball. You could fall in love with the prince. He would love to see you there."
Tears began to weld in her eyes as thoughts of her love crept back into her mind. "If it will make you happy I will go. Now run along and get ready yourself. I want to see you in a handsome suit. Save a dance for me, ok?" At this Marcus ran back to the castle to ready himself in his most handsome of suits.
Cerdiwan headed to her sewing room and worked all day on her dress for the ball. A simple white dress would work for her, nothing too over done. She was only going to make that cute little messenger boy happy. The dress was long and white and a train trailed on the floor. There was lace on the sleeves and bust, and small white beads accented the trim. She decided that at the ball she would allow everyone to see her wings just to add effect, but her eyes would be covered by a small mask.
After working all day on the dress Cerdiwan pulled the dress on and put her hair up in a simple messy bun. She headed out the door and walked to the ball. She arrived after everyone else and snuck in the back. As she stood there in the doorway she whispered softly to herself, "I will dance with Marcus, eat some food, and leave."
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Ok, so this thread is about assassin clans that are based on the seasons. They all assassinate "bad" people and work together. Sometimes the clans have to kill people of other clans that are "bad". The winter clan is cold and stern, the summer clan is fiery and sarcastic, the fall clan is laid back and non chalant, and the spring clan is hyper and fun loving. I am a spy from the spring clan.
Name: Rowena
Age:26
Gender: Female
Appearance:Rowena The only difference is that her hair is black.
Personality: Cheerful and fun loving but deadly. She can steal anyone's heart with just a flutter of her eyes. On the outside Rowena seems innocent but she a deadly flower.
Alignment:Spring
Rank:Spy
Weapon of Choice: Rowena carries a small dagger, that is well polished, strapped to her thigh. It's concealed and easy to reach. She also wears a bracelet of pins,and she knows every puncture point on the human body. She can paralyze a man in one second, or she could kill him in the same amount of time.
Bio: Rowena lived with her parents until she was 18. After graduating from high school she went away to college to study art. She loved the beauty of colors on canvas, and the way that paint felt on her skin. During her first year she returned home for the holidays to spend a nice, quiet, month with her family. They had planned for everyone to come up this year to see what work she had been doing. When she pulled up to her home the front door was open and things were scattered throughout the house. In a panic she rushed up stairs only to behold that her parents both lay slaughtered in their bed. Bent on revenge and protecting all innocents she tracked down the spring clan and joined them. No questions were asked. She passed every test they threw at her, and excelled quickly to where she is today.
In Character
Age:26
Gender: Female
Appearance:Rowena The only difference is that her hair is black.
Personality: Cheerful and fun loving but deadly. She can steal anyone's heart with just a flutter of her eyes. On the outside Rowena seems innocent but she a deadly flower.
Alignment:Spring
Rank:Spy
Weapon of Choice: Rowena carries a small dagger, that is well polished, strapped to her thigh. It's concealed and easy to reach. She also wears a bracelet of pins,and she knows every puncture point on the human body. She can paralyze a man in one second, or she could kill him in the same amount of time.
Bio: Rowena lived with her parents until she was 18. After graduating from high school she went away to college to study art. She loved the beauty of colors on canvas, and the way that paint felt on her skin. During her first year she returned home for the holidays to spend a nice, quiet, month with her family. They had planned for everyone to come up this year to see what work she had been doing. When she pulled up to her home the front door was open and things were scattered throughout the house. In a panic she rushed up stairs only to behold that her parents both lay slaughtered in their bed. Bent on revenge and protecting all innocents she tracked down the spring clan and joined them. No questions were asked. She passed every test they threw at her, and excelled quickly to where she is today.
In Character
"Roses are red......violets are blue....." Rowena whispered the words softly in her victims ear. She was smiling now, she always seemed to smile when she had caught her prey. She was like a cat with a mouse, pleased when she finally got what she was longing for. She grinned and said in a high pitched voice, "I think you know something." As she said this she looked down at his limp body and thought, Funny thing how guys always seem to.....hit the floor, when they are around me. His body had been paralyzed from the neck down by one of her precious pins. "And you better tell me the truth."
Rowena slowly lifted the edge of her skirt and pulled the dagger from it's hilt. She placed it to his throat urging him to talk. "Come on sunshine, don't you want to play, or do you want me to make you into a puzzle that no one can solve?"
The man looked her in eyes, when they had met at the club that night there was nothing strange about her. She was another cute little girl in slinky outfit dancing on the dance floor. They had danced to a few songs, drank a few drinks, and then headed on their way out to go someplace else. She had said that she would give him the time of his life if he followed her.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He whimpered. Rowena could smell the urine on him, he had soiled himself right there. This man was a baby, a whimp if she ever saw one. She would get her information, and rid the world of his pathetic existance. He wasn't just a coward but a pervert too. All night he had been staring at her chest, and when they had gotten their drinks he had spiked hers with, god only knows what.
"Too bad. You're master is really going to miss you. Should I send him your right ear or your left......" At this she pointed the blade of her knife downward and let it slide up his left leg until it hit against his groin. She laughed slightly, "That is if you have any at all."
"Ok......I'll talk. He said that he wanted to get some girl so her could use her against someone. It was some sort of ransom."
"A ransom for what?" Rowena tapped the blade of the knife against his leg, just as a slight reminded.
"A ransom to hold against a member of the winter clan, he believes that they will come running to him and then he will catch them too. He says that there is some......unfinished business. That's all I know I swear."
"Well......thank you." Rowena removed the pin from the back of his neck. "You're information will be very.......helpful. You're free to go then I suppose." She stood and placed the pin back on her bracelet. The man stood to his feet, and slowly started to walk away. The moment he turned his back to run, she jabbed the dagger deep into his back puncturing his lung. Blood ran down her blade and soon covered his clothes. She pulled her blade from his slowly dying body. "You got my knife dirty. Shame on you. Oh yeah, and being free......well.....I lied." She wiped her dagger on the tail of his shirt and skipped away leaving his now lifeless corpse there to rot.
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Lastly, this thread is about a girl that becomes the love interest of a mysterious male vampyre. I play the male vampyre. Woot.
Name: Lazarus
Age:2086
Race:Vampyre
Role:Mysterious Vampyre
Appearance:Lazarus
Personality:Quiet and reserved. Has an uncontrollable urge to be around things that are beautiful. When he has feeling about something he acts upon them and will not take no for an answer. He respects women and their beauty.
Bio: Lazarus was born in Russia thousands of years ago. When he was 16 he was taken under the wing of a scholar that went by the name of, Dr. Stefane Spinelli. The doctor taught him how to read and write and supplied him with the most beautiful of victorian clothing. He was set in life, getting ready for work and supporting his family.
One evening whilst sitting alone in his home after a long day of studying he heard a knock upon his front door. There was a beautiful woman standing in the doorway. She looked to be about 18 and had piercing green eyes and Raven black hair. She held out her hand and offered him a single black rose and asked if he would like to buy it for someone he loved. He told her that he had not yet found a love and said he would buy the rose for his mother. Lazarus handed her the coins in exchange for the rose. When grabbing it a thorn cut into his finger. A small drop of blood started to drip from his fingertip. The lady offered to bandage it for him and he willing allowed her to. As the time passed they talked for a while and soon he learned of her secret. The young woman was a vampyre and turned him, into the like, to be her lover for all eternity.
Years passed and Lazarus because accustumed to the life a vampyre. He had told his family he had left for the Americas in search of a well paying job and he would return with his earnings. Soon the woman, Akira, became twisted and demented going on feeding frenzies and Lazarus had to put his one vampyric companion to rest once and for all.
IC: Lazarus had been lost in slumber dreaming of his now deceased family, thinking of the years they must have waited for him to return. He hadn't fed in days and was now growing hungry for blood. He needed energy, but had now become weiry of feeding. Many nights he wandered the streets of the city looking for something that would be different, but all her ever found were the homeless. The blood of the homeless fed him and kept him energized but not for long and the stench always stuck to him for days.
This evening his mind was else where thinking of memories long stored away. His mother and her beauty, his father and his courage, and Akira and her passion. He longed to see something that resemble one of the three but he never did. The people of the city were always careful not to walk the sidewalks at night, and never alone if they did.
Lazarus made his way down the alley next to where he had slept that day. There was an old man standing next to a flaming trashcan attempting to get warm from the fire. He strolled towards him with hunger flashing in his eyes.
"Hello," he called to the man. He wanted to seem friendly and not have to deal with as much of a fight on this night. Fights usually stirred something in him that made the kill even more pleasureable but tonight he was not in the mood.
The old man looked up from his flames and stared into Lazarus' eyes. "Yes, what do you need boy?"The old man replied with hesitation. Lazarus strolled closer to the man and placed his hand upon his shoulder. He pulled him to the side of the alley and was about to feed upon him when he could hear footsteps echoing off the walls. He could smell the sweet perfume of a woman, and the smell washed over him. He released the old man, and stood there engulfed in her beautiful smell. He hadn't been around a woman since Akira had died and the scent was alluring.
She then spoke in sweet yet terror filled voice, "Hey, is there someone there?"
The man that Lazarus was about to feed on ran away down the alley towards the woman. Lazarus could now see the faint figure of her within the shadows. The man stopped directly in front of her before they collided, and again she spoke. "Shit..!! You scared the hell out of me." The old man just stood there, paralyzed from fear, "Hey, old man, what's your problem?" she said and reached for his arm.
As if awoken from a nightmare the old man screamed to the woman,"R-rrr-rrrr-RUUUUNNNNNNN!!!!" and then he ran out of sight. The woman then turned to run out of he alley, and Lazarus was not ready to lose that aroma, that beauty again, so he moved quickly and stood before her. He stared gloomily down at her, blue eyes caught in a haze. The woman looked up at him and said, "Who are you?", but all he could do in return was keep his gaze upon her."Ple-a-se," she uttered but all did was move closer.
Finally Lazarus began to speak to her, the only words that he could muster, "I can hear your heart beating." There was no reply to this so he tried again, "I can hear your heart beating, are you afraid of me?"
At this she replied in a faint whisper, "Should I be?" All Lazarus could do was laugh, the fact of the matter was that she should be scared. "If your gonna kill me do it now and get it over with." Again all he could do was laugh, and then an urge over came him and he laid his lips upon hers. They stood there kissing, and she wasn't fighting, and rain began to pour down upon them hard. A car drove past a moment later, and then he ran. He left that woman standing alone in the rain, and in the dark. Lazarus headed out and began to search again for something to energize him, but all he could think about was that woman.
Age:2086
Race:Vampyre
Role:Mysterious Vampyre
Appearance:Lazarus
Personality:Quiet and reserved. Has an uncontrollable urge to be around things that are beautiful. When he has feeling about something he acts upon them and will not take no for an answer. He respects women and their beauty.
Bio: Lazarus was born in Russia thousands of years ago. When he was 16 he was taken under the wing of a scholar that went by the name of, Dr. Stefane Spinelli. The doctor taught him how to read and write and supplied him with the most beautiful of victorian clothing. He was set in life, getting ready for work and supporting his family.
One evening whilst sitting alone in his home after a long day of studying he heard a knock upon his front door. There was a beautiful woman standing in the doorway. She looked to be about 18 and had piercing green eyes and Raven black hair. She held out her hand and offered him a single black rose and asked if he would like to buy it for someone he loved. He told her that he had not yet found a love and said he would buy the rose for his mother. Lazarus handed her the coins in exchange for the rose. When grabbing it a thorn cut into his finger. A small drop of blood started to drip from his fingertip. The lady offered to bandage it for him and he willing allowed her to. As the time passed they talked for a while and soon he learned of her secret. The young woman was a vampyre and turned him, into the like, to be her lover for all eternity.
Years passed and Lazarus because accustumed to the life a vampyre. He had told his family he had left for the Americas in search of a well paying job and he would return with his earnings. Soon the woman, Akira, became twisted and demented going on feeding frenzies and Lazarus had to put his one vampyric companion to rest once and for all.
IC: Lazarus had been lost in slumber dreaming of his now deceased family, thinking of the years they must have waited for him to return. He hadn't fed in days and was now growing hungry for blood. He needed energy, but had now become weiry of feeding. Many nights he wandered the streets of the city looking for something that would be different, but all her ever found were the homeless. The blood of the homeless fed him and kept him energized but not for long and the stench always stuck to him for days.
This evening his mind was else where thinking of memories long stored away. His mother and her beauty, his father and his courage, and Akira and her passion. He longed to see something that resemble one of the three but he never did. The people of the city were always careful not to walk the sidewalks at night, and never alone if they did.
Lazarus made his way down the alley next to where he had slept that day. There was an old man standing next to a flaming trashcan attempting to get warm from the fire. He strolled towards him with hunger flashing in his eyes.
"Hello," he called to the man. He wanted to seem friendly and not have to deal with as much of a fight on this night. Fights usually stirred something in him that made the kill even more pleasureable but tonight he was not in the mood.
The old man looked up from his flames and stared into Lazarus' eyes. "Yes, what do you need boy?"The old man replied with hesitation. Lazarus strolled closer to the man and placed his hand upon his shoulder. He pulled him to the side of the alley and was about to feed upon him when he could hear footsteps echoing off the walls. He could smell the sweet perfume of a woman, and the smell washed over him. He released the old man, and stood there engulfed in her beautiful smell. He hadn't been around a woman since Akira had died and the scent was alluring.
She then spoke in sweet yet terror filled voice, "Hey, is there someone there?"
The man that Lazarus was about to feed on ran away down the alley towards the woman. Lazarus could now see the faint figure of her within the shadows. The man stopped directly in front of her before they collided, and again she spoke. "Shit..!! You scared the hell out of me." The old man just stood there, paralyzed from fear, "Hey, old man, what's your problem?" she said and reached for his arm.
As if awoken from a nightmare the old man screamed to the woman,"R-rrr-rrrr-RUUUUNNNNNNN!!!!" and then he ran out of sight. The woman then turned to run out of he alley, and Lazarus was not ready to lose that aroma, that beauty again, so he moved quickly and stood before her. He stared gloomily down at her, blue eyes caught in a haze. The woman looked up at him and said, "Who are you?", but all he could do in return was keep his gaze upon her."Ple-a-se," she uttered but all did was move closer.
Finally Lazarus began to speak to her, the only words that he could muster, "I can hear your heart beating." There was no reply to this so he tried again, "I can hear your heart beating, are you afraid of me?"
At this she replied in a faint whisper, "Should I be?" All Lazarus could do was laugh, the fact of the matter was that she should be scared. "If your gonna kill me do it now and get it over with." Again all he could do was laugh, and then an urge over came him and he laid his lips upon hers. They stood there kissing, and she wasn't fighting, and rain began to pour down upon them hard. A car drove past a moment later, and then he ran. He left that woman standing alone in the rain, and in the dark. Lazarus headed out and began to search again for something to energize him, but all he could think about was that woman.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Reality
Okay so I am going to write how I feel, if you read it fine but don't come whining to me afterwards that I was TOO harsh, or that I am WRONG. This is my blog and my journal. These are MY thoughts if you don't like them get over it, if you think you won't like them....DON'T READ IT. I will not use names here, which I usually don't anyway, but if you can guess who I'm talking about GOOD FOR YOU! If you can't......oh well. I'm not writing this to START anything and I'm not writing it to hurt anyones feelings. I needed to write this and get it off of my chest and MAYBE some people will read it and realize where I am coming from, maybe they won't OH WELL.
Lately I have been feeling kind of ......down in the dumps. I've had a couple of people here for me but they aren't the only ones that I NEED. I've had my boyfriend, and a friend. Before now, well I should say before, about 9 months ago, I had 4 people I could depend on. One of them I was never really close to but we were good friends in school. She was considered one of my best friends. We have grown apart and I knew it would happen so that's ok. She is going to college tomorrow and I might not hear from her for a while but that's what growing up is. Going away to college, getting your dream job, and keeping only your CLOSE friends and loved ones. So for our situation I can understand. So here comes the real kicker. My friend that was my BEST friend and I haven't talked for a while and every time I see her I feel like.....we don't belong together anymore. I feel as though I am not exciting enough, I have too many problems, and I don't really matter. No matter how much she tells me she loves me, she misses me, and all that sunshine I never hear from her unless I contact her. It kind pisses me off. She has known me for years and knows that I don't contact people. I never have....and I NEVER will. We've grown so far apart now that when I do talk to her I feel like she is FORCING it and the words aren't natural. I told her about my tattoo that has special meaning to US and she acted like she didn't really care. This is REALLY bothering me. I have been replaced also which......makes me sick to my stomache. I was her SISTER and I've been replaced. That doesn't happen in life you can't replace your family. She may feel like she has been replaced too but she hasn't. I hang out with the people that have been HERE for me. I get contacted but the people that are still HERE for me. DAMN IT! I do love you don't get me wrong but you have changed and I can't handle it. I'm not saying I don't want to be your friend all I'm saying is that I want you here for me at least once in a while. I'm tired of the lies, I'm tired of the bullshit, I just want my friend back.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
WOW
Today I was sitting at my friends house and she received a text message on her phone that read, "As of 8/19/08 MARSHALL HILL passed away. Take 1 minute to forward this message on and remember all the good time you had with him. With loving memory MARSHALL." A look of complete shock crossed my face as I realize someone I knew I died. He died from cancer of the brain. I sat there for a moment thinking of when I knew him all the way back in elementary school. That is a really long time if you think about it. Then I realized that how little I known about him. I thought of all the people that would miss him and all of the people that would be hurting. I was reading my other friend's blog (Kyle) and he said that he died peacefully which makes it a little easier to deal with. He died yesterday of brain cancer. This makes me realize that even with your life seems to be going great bad things happen all over the world.
Yesterday was my 9 month anniversary with my boyfriend, Matt. We spent time together like usual. I never suspected this. The strangest bit is that the day that we got together was the day that Brandon Kohl had passed. It makes me think also that no matter how long you think you will live you never know what the next day will hold. You should get to know the people you don't, cherish the ones that you have, and don't dwell on the past. Live for the day with no regrets.
Last week I also found out the my distant cousin died. She was the one year younger than my mom. Also I found out today that my mom's man's sister died of cancer. It's insane that deaths always happen in threes. I feel for everyone that was close to all three of these people and I want them to know that life will get better even though it feels like it never will.
On another note, my close friend Becky is moving to Alabama in three weeks. I won't be able to see her again until months from now. My other friend has completely seemed to forget about me and I feel alone right now. I know that I have Matt but there are somethings you can't talk about with your boyfriend. Life for me is about to change and I don't know what to do. I want to scream at the top of my lungs for the whole world to hear but I know that no one would. Alone once again. Hurray for me.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Antarctic Escape (Arctic Exploration/Vacation)
Name: Scarlett Taymos
Sex: Female
Age: 25
Occupation: Environmentalist
Personality: Caring, Worried about Animals, Never Wastes, Eats Health Food
Bio: She was a small town girl and grew up surrounded by happiness. She never knew what went on outside of the town limits. As she got into her teens she decided to explore beyond the boundaries of her home. She saw trash cast aside on highways mile and miles long. She saw how the animals suffered and the forests were dying. People had been polluting for years and no one had stood up for the environment. After her graduation from high school she went away to college to follow her dreams of environmentalism.
IC:
"I'm freezing my ass of over here. How in the hell does anything survive here in this type of weather." Scarlett rubbed her hands together to try to keep warm but all efforts failed. "So, where are we staying on this over grown iceberg anyways?"
She turned around to look at the rest of the group to see if they knew the answer. "In some facility or department or a human incubator, for Christs sake? There has to be somewhere for us to get warm." As she spoke this over the horizon she spotted a large building with satellites and fences. "Thank God there is a heaven!"
They walked through the gates and into the building and found themselves in a room with computers everywhere. Pictures of penguins, polar bears, and all of the other arctic creatures were posted all around the room. This is my kind of room. Computers and animals my two favorite things. So....where we bunkin'?"
Sex: Female
Age: 25
Occupation: Environmentalist
Personality: Caring, Worried about Animals, Never Wastes, Eats Health Food
Bio: She was a small town girl and grew up surrounded by happiness. She never knew what went on outside of the town limits. As she got into her teens she decided to explore beyond the boundaries of her home. She saw trash cast aside on highways mile and miles long. She saw how the animals suffered and the forests were dying. People had been polluting for years and no one had stood up for the environment. After her graduation from high school she went away to college to follow her dreams of environmentalism.
IC:
"I'm freezing my ass of over here. How in the hell does anything survive here in this type of weather." Scarlett rubbed her hands together to try to keep warm but all efforts failed. "So, where are we staying on this over grown iceberg anyways?"
She turned around to look at the rest of the group to see if they knew the answer. "In some facility or department or a human incubator, for Christs sake? There has to be somewhere for us to get warm." As she spoke this over the horizon she spotted a large building with satellites and fences. "Thank God there is a heaven!"
They walked through the gates and into the building and found themselves in a room with computers everywhere. Pictures of penguins, polar bears, and all of the other arctic creatures were posted all around the room. This is my kind of room. Computers and animals my two favorite things. So....where we bunkin'?"
Escape From The Ward
Name: Kimberly Melone
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Ailment: Manic Depression, Schizophrenia, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and Tourette's syndrome
Bio: She grew up with her mother and fathers. Her parents had split when she was 7 and her mother remarried. She married a man named James. At first he seemed okay but then he became a real jerk towards her. He used to beat her and take advantage of her. After years of this abuse it go to her head and she had a complete mental break down. She tried killing herself to get away from it but was hospitalized with depression. Her step father was placed in jail miles away. She developed a friendship with things that weren't there and always seemed to smell and hear things. Apparently her body had become so used to screaming out that now she had uncontrollable outbursts of profanity. Lastly because to her body had become unclean from his abuse she developed OCD, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. She now needed everything else clean to counter herself.
IC:
They all had decided to meet in her room that night. Everyone had left their rooms, snuck out is more like it, and they congregated to devise a plan of escape. She stared at them all, not knowing how long they had been here or what they were here for. She heard someone say her name, as if trying to catch her attention. "Yes?" She looked up at the group and they all stared back unsure as to why she had spoken. "One of you said my name didn't you? COCK WHORE!" Kimberly looked down in fear that everyone would think she was too crazy to escape from here.
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Ailment: Manic Depression, Schizophrenia, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and Tourette's syndrome
Bio: She grew up with her mother and fathers. Her parents had split when she was 7 and her mother remarried. She married a man named James. At first he seemed okay but then he became a real jerk towards her. He used to beat her and take advantage of her. After years of this abuse it go to her head and she had a complete mental break down. She tried killing herself to get away from it but was hospitalized with depression. Her step father was placed in jail miles away. She developed a friendship with things that weren't there and always seemed to smell and hear things. Apparently her body had become so used to screaming out that now she had uncontrollable outbursts of profanity. Lastly because to her body had become unclean from his abuse she developed OCD, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. She now needed everything else clean to counter herself.
IC:
They all had decided to meet in her room that night. Everyone had left their rooms, snuck out is more like it, and they congregated to devise a plan of escape. She stared at them all, not knowing how long they had been here or what they were here for. She heard someone say her name, as if trying to catch her attention. "Yes?" She looked up at the group and they all stared back unsure as to why she had spoken. "One of you said my name didn't you? COCK WHORE!" Kimberly looked down in fear that everyone would think she was too crazy to escape from here.
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