I have seen a goat with a cigarette
My leg has drunk the stupidity of the cat
It's not very smart in the eyes of the god of peace
It's a connection between a dog and his backpack
The shadow of the notebook has problems with falling
The duck skis in the snow
He dances with a mobile phone on his head
The tail of the cat dances a little dance
I fell in love with it
The same day, the book start crying
The dog watches television with an apple
Sable Seelenfreund
Strange things happen...
Paris...
Yes, there too. But I'm talking about here. About this Mortani city, the city where I and many other Mortans live.
Where many coalesced live.
Netheryork.
And those coalesced... Lately their numbers have been increasing. Perhaps it has something to do with the harpies. More and more people try to join, to act...
Like them.
Often with disastrous consequences.
~~
Sable pants. Yet another blow. She dodges again. The claws retreat. They're dripping with flow. Yellow and green mixed together and definitely deadly. Here comes another blow. Sable dodges again, huffing, puffing, completely
Ray H AI1986 Nikolai Buki by FareFailZero, literature
Literature
Ray H AI1986 Nikolai Buki
Ray H AI1986 Nikolai Büki
Damn humans... They see me as a monster, but they are the ones who caused this body to look like this!
Such hypocrites ...
Fortunately there are also humans who are nice to me.
Humans like Ashlyn, sorry, AEZ.
She ensured that I can move around freely. She's really nice, even though many people think she's not.
And then there are monsters...
Scary creatures like Eelis...
~~
"Okay, I've learned my lesson now," Ray mutters to himself. "Never trust Eelis. And I said that before, but it appears I haven't listened to myself once again." Behind him stands Jeremias Volkov. He listens with interest. Ray wipes his hai
Tobe Bloodworth
It doesn't work anymore.
Nothing works anymore.
My brain... I don't feel it anymore.
Damn brainleech. Aside from my eye, he has deprived me from my brain. And my brain means everything to me.
They say piranhas and crocodiles are the most dangerous things in the Amazon. If you'd ask me now, brainleeches are much more dangerous. Too bad I'm the only one who knows that they exist.
But I have taken my sweet revenge. It is now dead.
~~
"It's dead now," she says to herself. "That I know for sure. But many things I'd normally not consider as facts... My persona has stored them as facts. Like right now, I think someone is watc
[Location: Morterra, near Paris in Viterra]
"Ah, Paris! Currently not as lively as usual, but still beautiful!" Eelis calls, before his partner Rosinha smacks him down. Lorenz sighs. "I know it's hard, but try to behave yourself," Rosinha throws a dirty look at him. "I try not to hit him too hard," she says. "In my defense, I was not talking to you," retorts Lorenz.
"Ahum."
Eelis turns around. "Ah, Mr Allen. Did it work?" Allen shakes his head. "And two reapers are also around." He looks around. "Aren't Julian and Aytaç here yet?" "I have spoken with Aytaç. She said something about a present or something..." "Strange. Aytaç who spends mone
Good…
Evil…
But who defines it? Who decides what is good and what is evil?
Who has decided that I am the ultimate good? Who has decided that the ultimate bad went to heaven?
More importantly, who destroyed the heavens and ensured that all beings who were once there, are now here, including the ultimate 'black'?
These are all questions that we still have no answers too yet. Oh, maybe it's better this way.
What is more important...
~~
"Tane?"
Tane blinks. "Wai?" Before him stands the wild haired pop artist, Skull. Skull looks at him intently, like he always looks at everyone. Intent and yet absent, as though he is busy with something e
Where I'm from we have a Christmas song about how in the middle of the night the heaven opened up. I never believed in it much. How can heaven open up?
I know better now.
Heaven hasn't only opened up, it has completely broken down. All those poor Christians who are now seeking shelter here.
Well, one has already found that shelter. My nephew, Emerens. He used to work on my ship and now he works there again. The ship has changed, but it is still my ship.
Heaven is broken.
What else is going to happen?
~~
At the quay of the Seine is a ship. She looks like an old pirate ship, but she has some kind of wings. Therefore she's called "The Fly
Cold ... It's really quite cold, even for winter. It's really windy, too.
Geh ... Southern Italy is very different from northern Italy. Why am I even here?
Ah yes, it's because of Amy and May. These people from the United States are really unaccustomed. Although I cannot really blame May. As the underdeveloped part of a pair of conjoined twins, she greatly suffers from temperature changes..
And while it's cold, this place is not so bad. People don't ask a lot of questions and it is really easy to make them, literally, get frozen.
The people on the street are starting to get very loud.
Maybe I should turn them into icicles. Hehehe...
~~
I have seen a goat with a cigarette
My leg has drunk the stupidity of the cat
It's not very smart in the eyes of the god of peace
It's a connection between a dog and his backpack
The shadow of the notebook has problems with falling
The duck skis in the snow
He dances with a mobile phone on his head
The tail of the cat dances a little dance
I fell in love with it
The same day, the book start crying
The dog watches television with an apple
Sable Seelenfreund
Strange things happen...
Paris...
Yes, there too. But I'm talking about here. About this Mortani city, the city where I and many other Mortans live.
Where many coalesced live.
Netheryork.
And those coalesced... Lately their numbers have been increasing. Perhaps it has something to do with the harpies. More and more people try to join, to act...
Like them.
Often with disastrous consequences.
~~
Sable pants. Yet another blow. She dodges again. The claws retreat. They're dripping with flow. Yellow and green mixed together and definitely deadly. Here comes another blow. Sable dodges again, huffing, puffing, completely
Ray H AI1986 Nikolai Buki by FareFailZero, literature
Literature
Ray H AI1986 Nikolai Buki
Ray H AI1986 Nikolai Büki
Damn humans... They see me as a monster, but they are the ones who caused this body to look like this!
Such hypocrites ...
Fortunately there are also humans who are nice to me.
Humans like Ashlyn, sorry, AEZ.
She ensured that I can move around freely. She's really nice, even though many people think she's not.
And then there are monsters...
Scary creatures like Eelis...
~~
"Okay, I've learned my lesson now," Ray mutters to himself. "Never trust Eelis. And I said that before, but it appears I haven't listened to myself once again." Behind him stands Jeremias Volkov. He listens with interest. Ray wipes his hai
Tobe Bloodworth
It doesn't work anymore.
Nothing works anymore.
My brain... I don't feel it anymore.
Damn brainleech. Aside from my eye, he has deprived me from my brain. And my brain means everything to me.
They say piranhas and crocodiles are the most dangerous things in the Amazon. If you'd ask me now, brainleeches are much more dangerous. Too bad I'm the only one who knows that they exist.
But I have taken my sweet revenge. It is now dead.
~~
"It's dead now," she says to herself. "That I know for sure. But many things I'd normally not consider as facts... My persona has stored them as facts. Like right now, I think someone is watc
[Location: Morterra, near Paris in Viterra]
"Ah, Paris! Currently not as lively as usual, but still beautiful!" Eelis calls, before his partner Rosinha smacks him down. Lorenz sighs. "I know it's hard, but try to behave yourself," Rosinha throws a dirty look at him. "I try not to hit him too hard," she says. "In my defense, I was not talking to you," retorts Lorenz.
"Ahum."
Eelis turns around. "Ah, Mr Allen. Did it work?" Allen shakes his head. "And two reapers are also around." He looks around. "Aren't Julian and Aytaç here yet?" "I have spoken with Aytaç. She said something about a present or something..." "Strange. Aytaç who spends mone
Good…
Evil…
But who defines it? Who decides what is good and what is evil?
Who has decided that I am the ultimate good? Who has decided that the ultimate bad went to heaven?
More importantly, who destroyed the heavens and ensured that all beings who were once there, are now here, including the ultimate 'black'?
These are all questions that we still have no answers too yet. Oh, maybe it's better this way.
What is more important...
~~
"Tane?"
Tane blinks. "Wai?" Before him stands the wild haired pop artist, Skull. Skull looks at him intently, like he always looks at everyone. Intent and yet absent, as though he is busy with something e
Where I'm from we have a Christmas song about how in the middle of the night the heaven opened up. I never believed in it much. How can heaven open up?
I know better now.
Heaven hasn't only opened up, it has completely broken down. All those poor Christians who are now seeking shelter here.
Well, one has already found that shelter. My nephew, Emerens. He used to work on my ship and now he works there again. The ship has changed, but it is still my ship.
Heaven is broken.
What else is going to happen?
~~
At the quay of the Seine is a ship. She looks like an old pirate ship, but she has some kind of wings. Therefore she's called "The Fly
Cold ... It's really quite cold, even for winter. It's really windy, too.
Geh ... Southern Italy is very different from northern Italy. Why am I even here?
Ah yes, it's because of Amy and May. These people from the United States are really unaccustomed. Although I cannot really blame May. As the underdeveloped part of a pair of conjoined twins, she greatly suffers from temperature changes..
And while it's cold, this place is not so bad. People don't ask a lot of questions and it is really easy to make them, literally, get frozen.
The people on the street are starting to get very loud.
Maybe I should turn them into icicles. Hehehe...
~~
Story Writing for BEGINNERS by OokamiKasumi, literature
Literature
Story Writing for BEGINNERS
-----Original Message-----
I want to write a story. I have a couple of ideas, but no idea what to do with them, or even how to begin! Help?!
-- Newbie Writer
So when you wanna write a story, where do you begin? With your PASSION!
Write what you KNOW & LOVE
What do you KNOW, really? What do you love to Do, to Study, to Think About, to Talk About...? Whether it's cave-diving, model trains, skate-boarding, sewing, horses, mythology, ghost legends, or particle physics your passion is where you will find your most unique and powerful work.
Make a list of all the things you know well and all the things you've done -- seriously! Mythology
Writing Emotions VISUALLY by OokamiKasumi, literature
Literature
Writing Emotions VISUALLY
Writing Emotions VISUALLY
"What is ...VISUAL writing?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-- Visual writing is when the reader can SEE your story unfolding in their imaginations just like a movie.
* Non-visual: It was a dreary day.
* Visual: Icy rain slithered down the window glass from an iron gray sky.
This is more commonly known as SHOWING vs. TELLING.
* Telling: It was a dreary day.
* Showing: Icy rain slithered down the window glass from an iron gray sky.
"What's wrong with just...Telling them?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-- The problem lays with Reader interpre
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About me? Well, what is there to tell? I'm a failure to the bone. That's all.
Current Residence: the Netherlands Favourite genre of music: Rock Favourite style of art: Manga (though I'm experimenting) Favourite cartoon character: Nega-Ulrich Personal Quote: And now I finally finally declare this piece of art, or rather this piece of crappyness, finished.
Fine, so I had this quite cool dream last night, even cooler than the giant-monkey dream (which I had when I was about 6). It had a good story, and I'm writing it here so I won't forget it and so you can read it and I have no clue what else you'll do with it.
Okay, so in this dream I was a guy (usually in dreams I am myself or at least a girl) with a fallen demon sealed inside him. When he gets really angry the demon gets set free, and the boy will take on the form of the demon (and no, this is not set in the Naruto-universe, it was in our modern world). It started with that guy (I'll call him Sam) was hanging with some friends, they were go
Okay, I've got news about my cats. Good and bad news.
The good news: Yesterday my mother good a new cat. She's really cute and playful, and less than a half year old. And she actually plays with the toy mouse I've given to her! I really like her, and she likes me too (unlike the previous one). She also disturbs me when I'm doing my homework.
The bad news: My father called me ten minutes ago. Apparently our cat here (so not the new one) suddenly ran in after something happened, but she was walking a little weird. He went to the veterinarian with her. The reason that I know it's serious is that the lights were on when I arrived here. My fathe
I'm not joking. I just arrived home from a birthday party and my father is nowhere to be found. *sighs*
About the party, it was... quite nice. We watched Final Destination 5 (my friend got 16, I'm still 14 *smirks*), and that was quite bloody. I have to say I prefer Saw 3D.
And now it's 23:30 where I live, and I just arrived, and where's my father? Not here. It´s jut me and my cat...
Hello~ nightmares.
That's all for tonight.
[EDIT]: Okay, so my father told me he was going to play tennis that evening, and I forgot it. *facedesk*
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