In an Alternate UniverseD'Marr:In an Alternate Universe1 day ago in Drama More Like This
Ah, the sheer beauty of it;
The softness that is completely at odds with its nature,
Whose everlasting mark stains our history as deeply as black dye stains a white shirt;
As deeply as an arrow pierces flesh;
As deeply as my heart grieves for things lost to the murky well of memories.
The light through which yonder window breaks is no more, shattered is the delicately wrought glass,
Twisted is the frame of the spun silver which hath adorned thy mantle;
And yet, thy beauty hath not been stained by this corruption.
Doth I declare my undying love to a mere husk or a vessel
That once hath contained thy vibrant soul, unblemished by chollor,
Unvanquished by those whom hath had the audacity to oppose your delicate hands
Which hath only strived for piece between our countries?
Alas, blossom of my heart, for it was all to be in vain.
Fated by the moon and stars to never be together
evermore, but brought together through influence of a midsummer night's eve.
Ah, my hear
MelancholyMelancholy3 days ago in Drama More Like This
A Short Monologue
My mind resides in purgatory. Everything that ever was and ever will be means nothing to me; I am an impenetrable concrete wall and behind its thick layer inhabits a malevolent void of misery and oblivion. I cannot comprehend why oneself may even attempt to chisel away the stone for an eternity when there is not a shred of light at the end of the channel you may have dug out for yourself. I have always been this way and I do not have the intent to require or to seek out change in my life; quite frankly, I have accepted this entity I am. So, a simple disclaimer to who may want to delve into my pool of emptiness and the chasm's of my heart; give up and get lost because you will certainly end up getting hurt within the hopeless, infinite labyrinth I call myself.
By: Shane Groves
Fnaf: Child of purple chaosFnaf: Child of purple chaos3 days ago in Drama More Like This
My father was an evil man
Who worked through all the blackish night
Until one eve he spot on the light
A fine female fennekin
But sins he wouldn't stop his beg
She laid a small sweet fennik egg
out hatched up
A purple espurr
Vincent jr Margarita
Martinez Sanchez is my full best name
But there's other descendent names
And God who knows what else
My first victim was a dog
I sure shooked him with my claws
I like to play violently cat and mouse
And scare people in the fog
My first gift where some scissors
I snapped a turtle's neck of course
One last victim after that
Or was it two Or more
But that's not the point
The point is
When other kids see me
They scamper laying off
Because they all know
That I am the child of purple chaos!
I still had one friend left of course
A little tiny mouse
I liked to consider him my evil minion
But then my scissors flew and there he went
*someone in the crowd coughed*