God Emperor of Mankind -Hypothetical profileGod Emperor of Mankind -Hypothetical profile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Greetings all! A couple of the people in my group wanted me to make a profile for the Pre-internment Emperor of Mankind so, after much labor, I constructed this huge profile that you now see. Hopefully it makes up the lateness in my almost done story (the midterms also delayed it).
Questions at the end.
Name: God Emperor of Mankind, original name unknown
Age: 38,000 years old (in current form)- merged shaman predecessors number several million years countless times over
Height: 11-12 ft
Weight: 800 lbs
Grade: 9.5- Demigod
Although his true name and origins are shrouded in mystery, the being known as the Immortal God Emperor of Mankind is generally agreed to have been born in the 8th millennium BCE in Turkey. Although his birth was natural, he is generally described as having parents and siblings, his powers were a result of a collective of human shaman pyskers committing mass suicide to reincarnate into a single human being. At this time the Warp, an immaterial o
CalibanCaliban1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They say this place
is the brothel
of my thoughts -
dirty gods and vacant wombs,
left at the top of these stairs,
but forgotten when the world skips a beat
and light crawls its way
to the bottom.
I watch what moves
from the window -
that brave new world -
and know I am piecemeal,
unmade and too rough to the touch,
my kiss an unborn thing.
I sucked from my mother's teat
sour as summer nettles
to be my wormwood,
bereft of fine manners
or a back to hang them on.
But all is not as it seems.
I only play the monster
when the crowd demands blood,
for my back breaks
like any other man,
my visage worthy of grace;
and I can feel my thoughts soar
the deft sparks of spring
longing to be uncaged
when beauty comes unbidden
and my sullen hide
shall turn like the worms in June
into something glorious.
The dead marchThe dead march6 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
"The march of the undead".
The troops march on, they have no fear of death.
These corpses feel no pain, nothing dares to cross their path.
Their faces tell no emotions, only the hunger for slaughter.
Raping, killing and burning everything down to the floor.
Everything silent during the day, at night the soulless bodies thrives.
The undead make their ways, from city to village, making sure no one survives.
The troops march on, they have no mercy for the living.
These soulless carcasses are in need of flesh and blood, only pain will be given.
The sound of flesh being torn from the bones, corpses work as of one mind.
The pieces of meat flying around, skin and bones, the undead leave little behind.
The living who have been alerted, run for their lives, they won't run very far.
These undead carnivores come from every corner, no way to escape, only the morningsun could end this unreal war.
Leaving behind only death and decay, they won't stop until their hunger is satisfied.
The blood, the go
Over the Fire and BrimstoneOver the Fire and Brimstone4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Over the fire and brimstone
I laugh over the fire and brimstone
as this world I have broken and burned
is destroyed by my flames I see you as
you reach for me sliping from the edge
of oblivion I only ask
"You knew I would burn this whole world till
it died....so why did you push me to dipare?"
You cling for your life to the edge and I
laugh and see my own tears as they seem to
overpower my hate and I fall to my knees and
cry to god
"WHY HAVE YOU GIVEN ME THIS MIND..FILLED WITH
MADNESS AND HATE,IT ONLY DAMNS ME TO THINK THIS
WAY AS THE ONES I LOVE BURN!"
You climb to my feet and pull me down and say
"You were not damned with this mind...you damned
As I fall I see you with the ones I love but do
not see the one I hate....he is only the one I
Miss Elliot and the Eldritch 5Miss Elliot and the Eldritch 55 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stumbled out onto the roof and looked about me. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness inside Thornfield; and when once more exposed to the light of day, they were pierced by the murky daylight and ached. The wind was stronger here, with smoke and burning flecks of detritus wafting all about. The stones were hot even through my shoes. Whatever my business would be here, I knew it must be brief.
Turning my head to the west, I beheld two figures grappling with one another near a stone ledge at the edge of the roof. One was a broad, brutishly built man; the other a dark-haired woman in a ragged white dressing gown. She shouted at him, hissed and spat like a boiling kettle. Although she was barefoot, she seemed to have no difficulty moving about. I could not fathom how she was able to walk, for even with some distance between us I could see the smoke rising from the bare skin of her soles.
The SwingThe Swing4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
If ever you go into Mulberry woods, do not let the cheerfulness of the path fool you.
If ever you go into Mulberry woods, do not let the warmth of the sun lose your edge.
If ever you go into Mulberry woods, do not let the sadness of the boy on the swing move your heart.
For he is not an ordinary little boy, he is not a boy at all. He was human in the distant past, but a cruel joke from so called friends turned him into what you might encounter today.
They built a swing in a nice little clearing, these three brutes. But this was no ordinary swing. They had painted it with glue, laughing at the demise of the poor halfwit as they did so.
They went to fetch him from the village, as it was his birthday, snickers and cruel laughter hidden behind false smiles, and led him to his present. The poor boy cried in happiness at the sight, for at this moment, he thought he was loved and liked.
With no remorse or guilt to see, the three brutes pressed him to sit and enjoy his birthday gift. A big smi
The NornsThe Norns4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
This time, we're talking about the Norns.
Pretty much every mythology has a personified version of Fate. The Egyptians had the Shai, which was a deity without any set gender that determined the span of all humans' lives. Greeks had the Moirai sisters Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos, who determined the fates of every mortal, and were later made into the Parcae in Roman mythos. The Saxons had wyrd, the personified concept of personal destinies, and the Asians have the red string of fate, or several variants of the idea, which is supposedly a small, red string which is tied to the pinkies of soul mates to link them together, as well as gods like Tung-Yueh-Ta-Ti.
But most influential, at least I think, are the Norn sisters. The Norns, or the Fates of Nordic mythology, were likely three of the most powerful beings in existence. It's possible that the Moirai were actually one and the same with the Norns, and I couldn't say one way or the other if that was true or not, because mythology in thos
Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Species: Evil Spirit/Sword
Game Series: Soul Series
First Appearance: Soul Edge (1995)
Health: 1,050,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: Patrick Ryan
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 5
Fighting Ability: 7
Assist Alpha: Soul Edge Guillotine (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Beta: Soul Edge Spear (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Gamma: Soul Wave (Direct, Instant)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
There was a time when a man named Siegfried Schtauffen took control of the Soul Edge, becoming powerless under the power of the blade. He eventually was able to retrieve his mentality and used the power of the holy blade Soul Calibur in order to save his body. He was separated from his Nightmare form and became the new wielder of Soul Calibur, while Inferno made a pact with Zasalmel, who made him a new body of his own. Thus Nightmare was born
Thoughts about the worldI stand here, in the rubble of a broken world.Thoughts about the world6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Where humans are slaves,
the whole planet a prison.
Who could have stopped it?
Do we have a place to be who we truly are?
What are we?
Are we the soul and heart that is inside our body?
Or are we just as what others see us?
And if that's the case...
what if others see us as trash?
Are we nothing then?
And if everything is made out of nothing?
We just don't know.
And we may never know.
Please, act for the freedom that you should have.
Do not let it steal it from you.
For you are born free and shall remain free.
This is what our creator wanted us to be.
And may this little blue planet be devasted
Cold and isolated
There still is hope out there
in the endlessness of universe.
Because there lies
a power which gave us all our lives
and which will always bring change,
no matter how evil or good
because they do not exist
Humans may be selfish
May be cruel
May be dying right now
But if we believe then there will be change
We only have to fight for
The KrakenThe Kraken3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your life is a boat
Wandering the desolate seas.
But then nothing.
Until the heavens open.
The seas waves grow and grow
Hitting your mast,
What guides you
pulling you on your right path.
In the dark deep waters
Lurks a demon.
A demon so big
It will swallow you whole.
until your last dying breath.
Your worst enemy.
It will wrap its deadly tentacles around you.
Squeeze away your pleading scream.
It's your life's worst enemy.
Q-Bee UMVC3 MovesetQ-Bee UMVC3 Moveset4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset
Game Series: Darkstalkers
First Appearance: Darkstalkers 3/Vampire Savior (1997)
Health: 925,000 HP Points
Voice Actress: Monica Rial
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 2
Fighting Ability: 5
Q-Bee is a Soul bee from the Makai, her clan of well over 50,000 bees reside. Her clan and her live by a instinct bound oath, anything that moves (Other than themselves) is food that is meant to be defeated and eaten. She fights to not only keep her clan alive, but herself alive as well.
Assist Alpha: Sxp (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Qj
Assist Beta: Triangle A (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Qj
Assist Gamma: Honey of the Soul (Extra, Instant) (Powers up Hyper Bar)
Assist HC: Qj
Q-Bee will first appear as a small bee sipping honey from a jar of honey, then looking up at the opponent as she spins around, transforming into her normal form.
The magic of a lovers kissThe magic of a lovers kiss4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How do you grow the ivory wings of an angel?
Someone has yet to discover it, and yet to tell.
I crave the beauty, the passion, the awe.
I want this rusted ice in my heart to thaw.
How do i take this barbed wire that digs into my skin,
reverse all order, and turn it into satin?
How do i protect a fortress with no walls?
When i have no weaponry at all.
The seams are all ripping
as my hope begins slipping
on the blood my heart's dripping
the axis is tipping,
and the world wont stop spinning.
Lies turn to ash in my mouth as I realize they're winning
frosted by ice, my warmth stolen away
I felt it was time, to slip away.
to cold too fight,
too frost bitten to be contrite.
Then, hands caress my body, then pull me close.
The love and tenderness i feel, a total overdose.
I look up behind me and see you, looking down at me.
I smile softly, tearfully joyful at what i see.
Your hand caresses my cheek, like you always have.
I look into your honey colored eyes, and see my other half.
You lips touch
*WIP* Keeperverse: A Slight Routing Anamoly pt.1(A first-try at collaborative half-writing, half-roleplaying. dA won't accept the formatting, so italics are missing. And the tenses are all out of whack. Consider this a very rough first draft.)*WIP* Keeperverse: A Slight Routing Anamoly pt.111 months ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sean had been so excited for today. He was finally going to get to meet Kallin, and he’d been so excited, and nervous about it. He had kind of happened across her at random nearly a year ago, when they’d started talking online and had really seemed to hit it off. She was smart, and confident, and seemingly successful considering she claimed to run her own business and have her own starship. Meeting her in the flesh was an intimidating prospect to be sure. Sean had always considered himself average, and with minor money issues over the years, he had found himself taking longer than planned to finish school. Even now that he was out, he still hadn’t quite found a career yet, although there were a couple promising prospects he was banking on. But it wasn’t as if Kallin did
Healing My HeartHealing My Heart4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Healing My Heart
I thought a day like today would never come
When a sincere smile finally broke through
And I've grasped onto this sense of freedom
When I forged this connection with you
I was so deep into it
Thinking I never would get out
Being stuck in the past has made me into this
But now I hold my head up instead of facing down
Because of this, I've realize there's a difference between my tears
I used to only shed the ones for all of the mistakes I've made
Which I've cried for all of those long, and lonesome years
Until today, so I'm overwhelmed by the relief you gave
Undone, unvexed, unbroken
The difference is the forgiveness
Unbecome, unsilenced, unforgotten
The pieces have become painless
I waited for a night like tonight to arrive
When I could finally sleep so peacefully
And for once I have never felt so alive
When I found myself dreaming faithfully
I had no choice but to force my own hand
So I took that mass of hurt and made
Time ConsumptionA frustrating consumption,Time Consumption4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Almost like a compulsion.
Waiting upon each letter,
Spaces seem to fade away,
Every word brings us closer,
Sighs depleting each day.
The syllables that have been scribbled,
Upon time's cherished heart,
In silly hands they are clasped,
As if a precious art.
Snared and entangled by distance,
Thriving upon a thing called hope,
A thin line between sorrow and glee is only a sentence,
Tied together it is a rope.
Soon everything will have elapsed,
Time will soon become a possession,
Eternity will be passion.
Ah, such a frustrating consumption,
A lovely and addicting compulsion.
PrisonerPrisoner3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
her dreams all broken loose.
escaped her past,
they roost now in the tangles
of her disordered present.
SoundSound4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Something against the sky -
a kestrel wing
drifting godward -
the circle of sound
dents the morning
and turns my ears
second guessing the weight of
and how your breath
measures the morning light.