The sun doth shine bright,
not a cloud in sight.
Yet it doth freeze,
with nary a breeze.
No warmth to be found,
The Spider ThiefOne dark and stormy night
long, long, long ago
in the days of King Arthur
a man was bitten by a spider
as he was struck
by lightning it was
A couple days later
the man discovered
that the combination
of spider's kiss
and lightning's bite
had given him powers
out of sight
Soon he was climbing
up walls with ease
and shooting webs
wherever he pleased
Now this man became
the most wanted thief
in all the known world
But ten years pass
and this young thief
passed into the void
not by blade
but by a disease
we now call
Rose - Living Legends Character - Level 1Meet
the Insane (Original race: Pixie)
Forever(Second Skin) form:
Player: Michiyo Sentakubunya
History similar to the twins from Black Lagoon. Differences: Brother is already dead but his soul took up residence in her sword, pixies instead of humans.
Weight: 4 lb.
Attributes and Skills
Attributes start at 5, with 8 extra points to allocate, to a maximum of 12 in a single attribute
Expert Skill (Cutie Mark): ^
30 Ability Points (at level 1)
Rose and her
Crystal ProphecyDisturb not the harmony of fire, ice, or lightning.
Lest these titans wreak destruction upon the world in which they clash.
The water's great guardian will arise to quell the fighting
but alone it's song shall fail
thus the world shall turn to ash.
Many years ago a seeress in these lands gave the people this warning. I know not what it means but it has been passed down from generation to generation for millenia, so they must think it's important.
I'd love to go on a journey. Like the heroic katabatic trip to the underworld kind of journey. I'm no prophecied hero, or noble birth prince, or even a warrior. I'm just a poor stable boy son of the poorest innkeeper in the poorest village of the poorest country of the world.
We're so poor even rock soup is a meal for only special occasions. Our daily diet includes a glass of air for breakfast, a glass of dust for lunch, and a glass of dust with a saucer of clay for dinner. Even our guest's animals eat better than we do.
“Ash! Quit havin
DEATH IS FREEDOM - Humor Noir AcrosticDoctor unneeded
Reunited with deceased loved ones
Do whatever you want
Over mortal needs
Year of the Champions - Balance 02 - Childhood
As the doors began slowly creeping open I began to feel frightened yet calm, happy yet sad, then a voice that I felt as though I had listened to it's wisdom for a thousand years began to speak to me.
It said “Remember well the words I now speak, for they shall save you in your hour of need, Atra eterna wiisha yutaa.” After these mysterious words were ingrained in my memory the voice fell silent and I noticed that the doors were finished opening.
As we walked into the inner sanctum I contemplated mentioning what I had heard to my mother and brothers. I decided not to because the words, whatever they might mean, seemed to be meant for me and me alone to hear.
The inner sanctum was a massive chamber, the center aisle we traveled along to the front seemed at least 2 miles long. The ceiling was so far above us that I couldn't see it through the... clouds?
“THERE ARE CLOUDS INSIDE!?!” yelled one of my brothers.
“No, we are no longer indoors. We have enter
Year of the Champions - Balance 01 - BirthMy name is Michiyo Sentakubunya, Champion of Balance, I was born early this morning under the passing Comet of May. I'm not even a day old and already I've seen many things that few ever have or will have the privilege to see.
My brothers were both born before me, one at 00:15 and the other at 00:30. By the time I emerged into this world at 00:45 they both looked like they were 5 years old.
By 01:00, I too had grown to the appearance of being 5 years old. Our mother gave each of us child sized robe similar in style to those that a priest wears while taking confessions, except they were green instead of black. Once we had all put on our robes our mother led us through a maze of hallway.
As we walked she said to us, "My children, your birth has been awaited for many years by many people. We are on our way to meet with the High Priests of all three Prime Deities, such a meeting is extremely rare because the three Prime Deities are all on opposing sides of a war that has lasted since the b
FREEDOMFree to do as I please
Destruction not feared
On top of the world
Field Log 12013001Ring, ring… ring, ring. The Meta-human Villainy Response
Agency’s phone was ringing loudly. I answered it. “Hello, MVRA.
Agent DNA speaking.”
A very distraught man was on the other end of the line. “Hi, there
is a very strong, fire-breathing woman here at the bank destroying
large amounts of money.”
“Ah, that would most likely be Dark Gene she’s been a thorn in my
side since I was 1 month old. A team of agents will be there
shortly. I wouldn’t mess with those villains if I were you.”
As soon as I hung up I briefed Draco on the details of the
assignment. Then I transformed into a dragon, and we were off to
As a note to those who haven’t read my previous log entries: I
am able to modify my DNA into any form in order to become anyone or
anything. I have been fighting crime since I was two weeks old. At
one month old I went
Year of the Champions - Neutral 00 - ProphecyThe following is a translated quote from the Tablets of Prophecy beginning on tablet 12 side 1 and ending on side 2 of the same.
The world of Light and Darkness, Hikarino'Yami, has been battled for many times since the beginning. The three Great Ones: Light, Darkness, and Balance all want to control this world as it is the heart of Manabio's spirit field, the spirit field controls the very essence of this Plane and this means that if one of the three has complete control of it they have complete control of this Universe.
Light enjoys bright light, intense heat, and followers who believe him to be all mighty with no proof. He sees Good as meaning being obedient to others without having a reason behind their orders, without expecting any reward, and if you do get a reward you give it all to him.
Darkness prefers the deep blackness of night, ice cold temperatures, and followers who prove themselves to be loyal to him and able to carry out his orders. He sees Good as meaning do whatever yo
I know you're scared,
And I know you're blue.
But, trust me.
I won't hurt you.
It's no secret
That you hate my friends,
The Crystal Gems.
You think they're a menace,
Something to fear.
But, I promise you.
You're safe here.
They won't hurt you,
Because you can't hurt them.
I wish it wasn't like that.
I don't want to hurt you,
I want to be your friend.
I've come to notice
That Homeworld doesn't know love.
They think Garnet's an abomination,
And my mom's a traitor that should be gotten rid of.
When really, they're just Gems,
Like you and everyone else.
They want to do good for the world.
They just see from a different perspective,
Just like you.
Earth isn't bad.
Sure, some things can hurt you,
And some people are mean.
But, it's a beautiful place,
At least from what I've seen.
You must feel trapped
Without your tools
To keep you from
Losing your cool.
But, you don't need them
To be yourself.
You'll do just as good
As anybody else.
Just please understand me.
I've felt fear
Is It Love?If I hugged you,
would you never let go?
If I kissed you,
would you cherish that moment?
If I reached for your hand,
would you take mine gently?
If I needed a shoulder,
would you let me cry on yours?
If I needed to talk,
would you really listen?
If I needed to scream,
would you do it with me?
If I needed to go,
would you come with me?
If I fell for you,
would you catch me?
or just let me hit the pavement?
Girl, Fifteen, To A Lover She'll Never MeetThursday nights are silver screened.
At nine, it's time once again to air
the prelude to a dream.
I wait, eyes square, for the immaculate
contours of your face to appear:
the features of a lover I'll never meet.
It seems strange to say
(a kind of admission of defeat),
but to be honest I'm OK
with the pause, rewind, replay
that makes up our relationship.
You have to admit,
knowing I'd never flip
channels or walk out when
you're in a scene
is a devotion, of sorts.
I expect nothing in return.
I know you know nothing of me.
But I can't help but love you;
your close-ups, your scripted smile,
the way you lean towards the screen
of your plastic box and speak
only and always to me.
How could I not - a lonely girl,
curled on the sofa - have eyes
only for you? Think of it
(as I do) as a healthy obsession.
Because it's true, I'll say it,
I think you're perfection.
But don't worry: I'm OK with only
watching from afar, only dreaming
of a touch or a kiss. It's enough
for me just to see you on screen
Marine Corps Rifleman's CreedThis is my rifle.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life.
Without me, my rifle is useless.
Without my rifle, I am useless.
I must fire my rifle true.
I must shoot straighter than the enemy who is trying to kill me.
I must shoot him before he shoots me.
My rifle and I know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, or the smoke we make.
We know that it is the hits that count.
We will hit.
My rifle is human, even as I am human, because it is my life.
Thus, I will learn it as a brother.
I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel.
I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready.
We will become part of each other.
Before God I swear this creed.
My rifle and I are the defenders of my country.
We are the masters of our enemy.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy.
Sex Object Between her legs, lies something that
every man seems to want.
A place where she should be able
to call her own, between her legs.
She feels that men only want her,
a true want, to have sex with her, and
The breasts she has, they gain
stares from men passing by, tripping
over themselves to find a chance to touch.
When will she stop being looked at,
as an object of sex? when will a man
see her as someone he may spend his
Her hips curve, and she doesnt
want your hands on them, if your
just going to touch her skin.
She wants a man to touch her soul,
not just touch her skin, and run his fingers
where they do not belong.
What made these men think, she
is just a sex object, a toy that could be
put on display, and taken whenever they
Between her legs, lies something that
every man seems to want.
Proud she is though, that she hasnt
given in, hasnt
Coffee Shop MemoirsPhilosophers think
We may dream our reality.
With earphones attached liked IVs
I dream my own melodic universe.
Until someone laughs behind me
And strikes up conversation with a friend.
And in that moment they become my anchor
Are they spinning through my dream
Or am I spinning through theirs?
Sometimes life fits in a coffee cup,
Sometimes inspiration pours out slowly like a packet of honey,
And sometimes it all mixes together
Like liquid incandescence that I drink right after brewing.
When no one speaks to me for hours
I begin to wonder
Is everyone dreaming a reality that includes
The whole café but me?
The street outside the window
With passing strangers, dogs and cars
Is a whole new Milky Way
Waiting to be discovered.
But I am no space explorer
Aliens are beyond my reach.
Whispers of the people around
Reach my ears distinctly
Like waves lapping on the shore.
Words on paper go no way
Towards proving that I was ever here
My identity is slowly condensed
Not into the people who kno
curiouser and curiouserseventeen years &
still chasing white rabbits,
it's no wonder i've never
been in love.
we're all mad here;
no one can find the road to
(i don't know
where to go)
let's fall down a hole.
(i'm just a chrysalis
with no butterfly wings)
off with my head when it
can only imagine nonsense
& clockwork hearts.
give me a cheshire's smile-
i want to know
what it feels like
to be in wonderland.