Angelo Sotira, InterviewedAngelo Sotira, Interviewed11 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
A brief history of deviantART
Angelo Sotira helped pioneer deviantART after the internet's "boom days" with Scott Jarkoff and Matt Stephens. Scott ensured that deviantART functioned code-wise and community-wise, Matt focused on making sure that the world knew about what promise deviantART offered to aspiring artists, and Angelo covered the legal and some techinical bases, including directing the business concerns of deviantART as a company.
As with any venture, there were the "usual" hiccups, though it's debatable whether anything about deviantART or how it came about can be considered "usual". The founders and the site weathered the storms that hit, and because of the initial and continued dedication of Scott and Angelo, along with the rest of the core developers and volunteer staff, deviantART continues to function, evolving continually to meet the demands of artists, exponential increases in deviations (and consequently necessary space) and operating costs, along with dozens
Civil Disobedience"Let me advise you, my dear young friend-nay, let me warn you with all seriousness-that should you leave these rooms you will not by any chance go to sleep in any other part of the castle. It is old, and has many memories, and there are bad dreams for those who sleep unwisely. Be warned! Should sleep now or ever overcome you, or be like to do, then haste to your own chamber or to these rooms, for your rest will then be safe. But if you be not careful in this respect, then "Civil Disobedience4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
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Jonathan was not a brazen man. He wasn't on par with some of the men he'd gone to school with, the ones who dived off treacherous cliffs and swam with enormous and carnivorous fishes to entertain themselves. He was usually content to spend a day seated in a
A Softer Side of Loki Contest EntryA Softer Side of Loki Contest Entry4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Loki had a reason behind everything he did in his life, even to that day he had a reason for everything. The one he used to call brother would never know the true reason behind it all, would never know on that day why Loki was upon Midgard. Dressed to be warm, Loki appeared within a very small town in Norway called Brekstad, he had come to enjoy this tiny town and the people that lived there. But one drew his attention far more than anything other and it was that very person he now met in the town square, taking her hands as they were extended out towards him.
Eira, a beautiful young woman with flowing black hair and the most intense green eyes Loki had ever seen. How she had known it was him she was reaching too he would never know, for she was blind since she was a child but she still knew it was him. She always gave the reasoning she just knew, it seemed to be enough reasoning for her and for him as well. The smell of snow hung in the air around them as he pulled her into a gentle e
Vanessa's Song - Rewrite for LokiVanessa's Song - Rewrite for Loki4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nick Fury was keeping a close eye on his latest prisoner, the person known as Loki who happened to be the cause of all this insanity. As he watched the Asgardian through the security cameras, he could have sworn he heard the God of Mischief laughing as if he wanted nothing more than to be in this situation.
Loki was indeed smiling rather happily for someone being left alone in a cell that could drop thirty thousand feet into the sea at a moment's notice. Being the 'prisoner' of the Avengers was his intention for the moment and he planned to milk it for all it was worth. His smile turned sinister as he turned in the cell to stare out at the cameras that the Avengers were no doubt using to watch him.
"What a obedient prisoner I'll make, by Odin I'm divine...!" he laughed, leaning back against the glass of the cell, looking at his reflection on the opposite side.
"Things are working out according to my ultimate design!" moving away from the wall, he drew a knife seemi
Human Again, Chapter OneCHAPTER ONE: My new homeHuman Again, Chapter One7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The vast country side was beautiful. that was the first thing I noticed about Scotland when I first arrived her nearly an hour ago. Beautiful landscape, beautiful buildings, beautiful...everything. I sighed, watching everything fly by out of the car window.
"Dad, are we home yet?" I heard my nine-year-old cousin, Tony, whine impatiently from the backseat of the mini van.
"Almost..." Uncle Bob replied for just about the hundredth time in the last ten minutes. I smiled slightly. Tony had been asking his dad that question ever since we got into the vehicle after they picked me up from the airport.
"Good," was all Tony said as he, too, stared out the car window. I began wondering what his big hurry was,but I convinced myself that he just had to go to the bathroom really badly. A few minutes passed in silence until the sound of gravel crunching under tires could be heard.
Gregory's Angel Chapter 3Gregory's Angel Chapter 37 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The boy looked back at me with deep red eyes. "Who is this? You're not one of our sisters," he said, pulling back his lips in a snarl.
"What the heck are you talking about?! Tony! If you don't start explaining, you'll wake up very confused in Africa!" I yelled, my hand on the brass door handle, ready to sprint out of the room.
Tony looked uncomfortable. "This is Rudolph," he replied, wiping his ketchup covered mouth with the back of his hand.
"Why in the world is he here?! It's night, and last time I checked, you didn't have have any friends!" I shouted, crossing my arms.
Ruldolph hissed at me, his mouth bared. That's when I saw it. Fangs. Glistening, white, fangs.
I stepped back, my hand over my mouth in terror. No. This had to be some kind of sick joke. "G-g-get out of the h-house!" I screamed at Rudolph. Oh God. This kid...he can't be a vampire. Vampires don't exist.
Chapter 3 - WheatleyOnce 013 had woken up, Wheatley had her set him down in front of her and start the lesson again. "Alright," he said. "Try and say 'apple'."Chapter 3 - Wheatley5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Not quite. Keep trying, you're going to get it sooner or later." In response she grabbed him by one of his handles.
"Wh..." 013 was making progress. Wheatley had noticed that. Perhaps as she slept, she pondered to herself how to pronounce these words he was teaching her. She had become interested in only Wheatley over the course of the next few hours he spent teaching her. 013 had learned to correctly pronounce the word "apple" but was still learning other things like "yes" and "no".
The next few days were of the same routine. Teach her words, watch her sleep and wonder what she was thinking of. Wheatley had admittedly become bored for a while but he re-gained interest one day when she was undergoing her monthly physical exam. The crew of the ship had gotten access to Wheatley's terminal and made th
Jigsaw's afterlifeJigsaw's afterlife5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When I opened my eyes I saw a terrible sight. Something none of the human beings ever imagined. Something worse than what catholics said, what movies pictured, what philosophers thought of. The sky was on fire, there were bleeding wounds all over it instead of clouds. There was a sun, yes, but it was black, and it wasn’t an ordinary black color. It was so black it seemed to suck all the light produced by the fire. I thought of a black hole immediately and I was glad light was the only thing that got sucked. I looked around me. I was in a middle of a desert. The sand was black too. I got on my knees to examine it. It was very light and kinda soft. I quickly realized that it was not sand – I had a handful of ashes in my palm. I threw it away and it fell right beside me, for there was no wind to carry it away. I stood up and gave this depressing scenery another glance. I spotted a few dead trees on my left. I saw her too. She lied in the ashes, still unconscious. I came
This Day Aria (Reprise) - Rewrite for LokiThis Day Aria (Reprise) - Rewrite for Loki4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Loki smiled wickedly as he stared out at the city below him.
It was chaos. Complete, utter, wonderful chaos. This was what he had been waiting for for far too long. It made him giddy just looking at the people running in fear, the Chitauri roaming their way through the streets, and the beams from their weaponry crashing into anything in their way.
As he watched, he felt a stirring within him; a melody playing within his heart that he softly sang as he watched the terror below.
"This day has been just perfect...the kind of day of which I've dreamed since I was small..."
More screaming; flames now poured from a nearby building. The Chitauri ships were advancing upon the city now, moving en masse. He saw too the Avengers fighting off the threat but there was no hope. Not now.
"Just watch them all run wild, every woman, man, and child!" his grin widened as he lightly twirled his staff around in a lazy circle.
"Who says a God can't really have it all?"
His After Story - Chapter 1The core spoke to himself, drifting through space as he had done for about four months.His After Story - Chapter 15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yeah. This is...wonderful. No rails to tell me where to go. Nobody to plug me into walls or portal me around or crush me or blow me up. Yeah, I tell ya pal, this is great. Absolutely lovely."
"I'm in space."
"Yeah, yeah, I know you are mate. We're both in space. Like I keep telling you."
"Alright, give it a rest!"
Just then, the sphere heard a low rumble. Maybe he could get out of this somehow.
"Hey," he shouted. "Over here! Hey!" As a large, white and oblong spacecraft made its way into view, the core blinked with excitement.
"Hey! Over here!!" The ship passed by him, slowing to a halt as he could faintly make out the shapes of actual humans.
'Humans!' He thought. 'I havn't seen them in so long! I hope they're from Aperture!' And his hopes were confirmed as the Aperture laboratories logo appeared in bright paint on the side. He had heard of another, space laboratory, but thought it to
HTTYD Ch12 - Toothless?Chapter 12HTTYD Ch12 - Toothless?6 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Voices called through the fog, anxiously searching for lost friends in the blinding miasma. Astrid shivered. She'd been in this exact position before, only now it was worse. Last time Hiccup and Toothless had survived because Toothless had slowed their fall. Now, Toothless had been out cold, and Hiccup couldn't do anything to help the dragon. Death loomed in the cloying mist, the stony black ground littered with the fallen corpses of men and dragons.
Tanngrisnir and Tanngnjóstr, the twins' Zippleback, swooped low over the party that Astrid was part of, silent as its twin riders in their search. They landed a short distance away, by the search group that Stoic was in. Astrid saw the viking's chief talk to the twins, and they only shook their heads in response. She looked away, instead searching to her right.
Stryker was stood among a cluster of bodies, searching the smoke for something. Unlike everyone else, he wasn't calling out to the lost dragons and viking. Astrid br
ba7atha alsa3'eerba7atha alsa3'eer9 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
بحث الصغير عن ابتسامة
هل ترى كانت قريبة
كيف وذاك الحزن في الوجه غدى
كيف ووقته قد مضى في غير أشياء الطفولة
تلك الخجولة ..
Song of the Lynched LiberalSong of the Lynched Liberal11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our presidents were once the kind
To try and use their clever minds.
Alas this organ is so neglected
And cowboy boots and hat are affected.
Never mind lying lies or moronic agenda
I need gas for my SUV; I'll never buy a Honda.
The demmies are all perverts and eggheads to boot
We'll line them up and then the grand ol' NRA will shoot.
Hilary and Mr. Gore got A's in all their classes
Smart will never get us far; I bet they once wore glasses.
We need a leader tough and strong
Who knows that books are moral wrong
And would never follow dark temptation
Into recycling and conservation.
This is where liberals went wrong
They trusted people to get along
And to go for civil rights and maybe welfare
Not obstruct voting and then kill health care.
But there's more at stake than gays and abortion
"Liberal lies" are but a conservative distortion.
The world hates you, me, and Mr. Bush too.
For Fallujah and what Lynndie England do.
I swear I'm a patriot, it's just that I'm the kind
To believe in libert
Chapter 8 - The EndWheatley kept his ground and quickly closed the hatch the moment the terrible human was gone. 'Almost there, almost...just...have to land...ah! Cities! People! Where's an empty space?!' Wheatley thought over and over, desperately searching for a place to land. He had to quickly. Wheatley looked back at his friend, she was fading quickly. 'Bloody...! Got to work fast!'Chapter 8 - The End5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He eventually found a place to land, secluded from others. Just outside of a city, he landed his craft and ran over to 013. She looked up and into his blue, human-like eyes, seemingly through his disguise.
"No...w-we're home. We're home. We can make it. Just hold on." The crew began to come out from hiding to see what their leader had done. Wheatley was on his knees. He felt a wetness gently falling down his cheeks. Or, his holographic cheeks. It felt as real as pain, or euphoria, or this dispair that he was feeling now. He had let himself fall for this experiment. He saw that now. 013 put her hand o
happiness and sadnesshappiness and sadness5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
girl: "dont leave!" (Talking to the man she loves the most "Please...if you ever cared for me at all...don't do this. it's heartbreaking to see you day after day, to see your sweet boyish smile and know that one day i may get a call that your dead. I'm so afraid that i won't ever see you again..."
boy: "i have to. this isnt any of your buisness." (Looking away from the woman he loves, the woman he's known forever)
"I can't. I'm committed to the set."
girl: (cries silently in the darkness) "please i cant bear it knowing that one day you may not come back! that one day i'll get a call saying your six feet under!" (As he walks away she weeps) "Come home safe." she whispered to him barely audibly." Then prayed to God saying, "Let him come back safe...don't let him die...I love him very much.
boy: (leaves anyway.)
girl: (She waited for him till all the hours of the night fighting the sleep that wanted to overtake her... waiting for th
Leaving the Day BehindLeaving the Day Behind4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
leave the day behind
to a night of peaceful sleep
stars will bless your dreams
LC: Chapter 2:Wheatley returnsWheatley sat on the moon his gloves a little dusty from where he pounded his fist on the moon dust.LC: Chapter 2:Wheatley returns5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"So much space come on serious dude lets explore all this space!"
Space tugged on Wheatley's arm and tried pulling him off the moon. Wheatley pushed Space off him and stared down at Earth where his only love was how he missed Love and wished he could see her smile one more time. Space floated around marveling every little inch of space he saw. Wheatley kept staring at Earth where Aperture was and where Love was. It was night or that's what Wheatley judged it to be. Space floated by Wheatley and screamed "Space" happily. Wheatley shook his head and looked behind him. Somehow there was an orange portal. Wheatley started crawling over to it when a robotic claw shot out and grabbed Space. Wheatley started backing away from the portal. What was happening!? The claw pulled Space into the portal. Space tried to grab Wheatley's outstretched hand but he missed by just an inch.