Midnight DanceTheres a saying very old,Midnight Dance5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That when the night is very cold,
And the moon is large and bright,
And all is bathed in silvery light,
That spirits dance in wooded glades
Until the night begins to fade.
And I have seen this merry fling
Ive heard their silver voices sing
I was one time a country child
With golden hair and manners mild
And by the fire my mother told
Of silver nights so icy cold.
Out of my cot that night I climbed,
And down the stairs that curl and wind,
I snuck up to the wooden door,
And sat down on the tiled floor,
My socks and boots upon my feet,
My warm red coat new lined with fleece,
Kept out the chill so keen and pure,
That slithered through the open door,
The moon was full upon my face,
The black sky draped with cosmic lace,
But to the wood I turned my feet
For midnight dancers I would meet.
The puddles gleamed a glassy black,
The thick ice creaked and cracked,
The trees that leaned across the road,
Their winding roots sought my toes,
The woodland path was l
PainFalling apart,Pain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
from this horrible mess,
this aching I get
deep within my chest,
I hurt all the time,
it never goes away,
and I try to tell myself,
that it'll be okay,
that I will be just fine,
it'll be alrigt,
that if I keep looking,
I'll find some kind of light,
but it seems so dark,
and I feel so alone,
and this pain that I am feeling,
seems so unknown.
Am I the only one,
that feels this way?
I let my mind wander
and lead astray,
I'll keep on telling myself,
that I'll be okay.
What good is the night timeYou ask me childWhat good is the night time5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What good is the night?
When the dark closes in,
And you shiver with fright.
You see only the shadows
You feel only the cold
And the dead people watch you
Or so youve been told.
You can hide under blankets
You can close your eyes tight
But the midnight around you
Will yield no light.
And you cuddle your teddy
With you tight in a ball
And try to imagine
Your next day at school.
I say to you child
The night is our friend
It rests us, it holds us,
And to our dream tends.
You see only the shadows,
I see only the lights,
The delicate silver
Of a moon shining bright.
Not a master of shadows
But a mirror for the sun
A thing to be marvelled,
Not to hide from and shun.
Though its kindness is more
Than a selfish show of pride
Like the great rays of sun
Which demand our eyes wide,
The night has many marvels
Which you will never see
The shooting star, the glow-worm,
The barn owl in the tree.
And as for spooks and ghoulies?
Well, theyre our friends, not foe,
you hate me i love youIm sorry:you hate me i love you7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for being not being perfect,
for being born,
Is that :
why you laff ?
Is that :
why you hate me?
i cry myself to sleep,
i cut myself ,
You hate me....
But when i was in the hospital sick you where the first one to come and see me, you didnt talk to me, you didnt touch me, you just stared.
(me)..h...how ..are you?
(you)"soft voice"why didnt you tell me you where dieing
(me)"cute lil' sad face" ..ih..im..im sorry.. i didnt know ... i didnt know you knew me..
(you)what do you mean? OF CORSE I KNEW YOU!
(me) "begins to cry " i..im sorry..!!!! i ..you i thought you didnt like me!..i mean you..last time i saw you ..you....i we were..nina pushed me n i fell on the ground..n ..n i was right next to your foot..n you guys laffed....
(you)"looking ashamed" oh.....yeah.. i remember..
(me)"crys" im..im sorry im so sorry..i ..
(you).soo...um..dont you ..how was skool..i mean last time y
Meloetta ReportMeloetta (the Melody Pokemon) is a legendary Normal/Psychic or Normal/Fighting-type legendary found among the fields and forests of the Unova region and parts of Eastern Europe. Though often times spoken of only in legends, Meloetta are surprisingly powerful creatures that can equally devastate opponents and touch their hearts with their beautiful music and graceful dances. It's unlikely that you will ever see one of these elegant creatures, but if you do, don't be a wall-flower and simply let them have all the fun; even if you can't dance and/or sing, you should at least try if you ever want to see one of these cuties show you how it's done!Meloetta Report2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Although it is currently unknown precisely when Meloetta were first observed by humans, it definitely goes without saying that they were the inspiration for many of the styles of music and dance we hold so dear today. As the generation of classic European music is often credited with the discovery of Meloetta by th
Bases are Art?Christ, the amount of groups now for base users is both staggering and disheartening in equal measure.Bases are Art?3 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Worse yet are people who claim that bases are art. Sorry but your wrong...
Bases are quite simply crude Anime figure sketches so that untrained and untalented people can call themselves ''artists'' (using the term lightly...) to make unoriginal characters to be called ''Art''.
If you use bases, you evidently cannot draw; simple as that.
I know some people would feverishly defend bases, then spam me with links to so called ''art'' that's came from bases and to be honest it doesn't change a thing.
Sure it might have more detail put into it that your standard mary-sue fan character/ fursona/ OC whatever but if the ''artist'' in question can put that much detail and time and ''effort'' (...again lightly...) in adding detail to a base why can't they put time and actual EFFORT into learning how to draw anatomy?
I'll tell you why; because either:
A) They are too scared to fail at draw
Weavile ReportWeavile (the Sharp Claw Pokemon) is a relatively rare Dark/Ice-type Pokemon found in cold environments within the Sinnoh region. Cunning to a fault and exceptionally dangerous in any battle, Weavile are powerful creatures that can easily rip apart lesser creatures on the spot with their razor-sharp claws and incredible agility. You might not see a lot of these beasts out in the wild, but for your sake, that's probably a good thing; the last thing you need when lost in the middle of a frozen mountainside is to be assaulted by several of these beasts, let alone just one of them!Weavile Report4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Normally, Sneasel are unable to evolve and remain much as they from the moment they are born; under certain conditions, however, these creatures can and will evolve. The claws of Weavile are renowned for their exceptional sharpness, but what few actually realize is that they can remain solid and perfect for many decades after the original beast actually dies; in conventional terms
Hunt and seekRain and smoke mixed together in a damp curtain of despair that tightly wrapped around Hive Gaffor. Rain tried its best to soothe the fiery wounds dealt to the city, but the effort was naught, and great pillars of smoke emerged from the pits of ongoing battle deep in the center of the Hive, where crumbled towers fell like the famed titans of the past. Rain matted down Torturer's hair as he plummeted above the gray blocks of utilitary housing, ascending higher to get a better view of the sector's roadmap.Hunt and seek2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Noise Raptor internally shivered from the unpleasant sensation of dispersed water flying into his face, and slightly changed the angle of his jump-pack exhausts, allowing him to freeze in midair and then, with a heavy thud, land on the roof of a closest building. His foot-claws scraped against the communication cabling laid out on top of the building, and the Raptor stepped aside, perching on the edge of the roof, his head cocked to the side as he peered into the wall of
Pokemon CentersPokemon Centers have been around for as long as most remember and are just as much of a staple in daily life as Poke Marts if not more so throughout the world. The origins of the Pokemon Center are a bit murky, but it is believed that it was originally started by Pope Gregory VII after declaring a holy war against Muslims in Jerusalem in the 11th century. Far from home, the soldiers that took part in this battle needed both a place where their wounds could be healed as well as a place for the Pokemon that battled alongside them to get better after sustaining injuries. Under this guise, the holy war was allowed to continue centuries later with the same principles supporting the power of the Catholic church. Eventually, however, the holy wars ended and the practice was abandoned for some time as a result of the money it cost for such services. Starting with the Industrial Revolution, however, this service was once again brought into the light and used as a way of ensuring the healthPokemon Centers2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Deino ReportDeino (the Irate Pokemon) is a rare Dark/Dragon-type Pokemon found among dark caverns within the Unova and Kalos regions. Easily angered and incredibly hard to pacify, Deino are vicious beasts that can pose a problem to budding trainers of all kinds if only because of their sheer unpredictability. If you plan on seriously training one of these beasts, then you had better prepare for a long road; when it comes to evolving, this creature's road doesn't even begin until almost all others end!Deino Report3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
In relative terms, Deino go through an extremely long latency period before their genetic code mutates substantially enough to allow evolution. Contrary to popular belief, however, this does not appear to be the result of genetic stability; rather, it is because of extreme instability. Although it may at first seem contradictory, the fact of the matter is that the genetic code of Deino fluctuates so much between cell mitosis that no real changes can stay pe
Sonic the Hedgehog AnalysisIf there is one figure that constantly rivals the gaming world's Mario, it's Sonic.Sonic the Hedgehog Analysis4 years ago in Editorial More Like This
He's been running around for more than a few years and it's a wonder he hasn't aged at all. But surely a series as long-running as Sonic is bound to have a few dark secrets of its own, something that makes it more than a game or two where you pick up chao and run around in circles saving baby animals.
Many of you will noticed Sonic has not aged over the past 15 years. This is a representation of eternal youth and his constant running from place to place symbolizes the desire to never grow up and remain forever young. It also represents youth's irresponsibility and inability of the young to make lasting commitments. Likewise, Sonic's eternally smiling face and cocky attitude symbolize the overall cockiness of youth and the firm belief that he will never have to face the world of growing up or taking responsibility.
Sonic can also be seen to double as a metaphor for the elusiveness of the natural world.
WhoWho3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Two pits of utter darkness.
The only reflected emotions are resentment and bitter sorrow.
'Who is this, that I am starring at?'
You ask yourself,
not recognizing this new figure,
But you know everyone.
Yet as you stare the being in the eyes,
a sudden truth dawns on you:
You know this person.
Their movements, so similar to yours
The same vigilant eyes that you have,
Yet this person is older than you,
their face worn with unseen angers and regrets,
Whereas yours is young and free of earthly worries.
It can't be true,
Yet as you so desperately try to deny,
The truth that is utterly un-deniable,
you know deep inside yourself,
The identity of the person you observe.
It is you.
What am I doing wrong? A guide to character designHello again, lovelies.What am I doing wrong? A guide to character design2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Now, I have noticed that there seem to be a lot of design conflicts on the site regarding that someone has *le gasp!* copied your character. Oh, the humanity! How dare they?! How dare they also have a character set who are only black, white, and red because that makes them so deep and edgy. How dare their animal also have a star/heart/diamond on its forehead? How dare they make a character with rainbow legs/tails?! How dare they have a fursona with a "dark" side when they become enraged? How dare their sparkle fursona be black with lime green, hot pink, and cyan markings?! How. Fucking. Dare. They?!
So, you call them out on their obvious theft of your character, and then things get spicy. You get barraged by an army of white knights. You send your white knights after their white knights. Then, when all that is going on, you get a nice, big taste of "trolling" because you're all probably worked up and obsessi
HeartacheI have come to realize that everyone has been unfortunate enough to have had their hearts tortured at least once... and as for the ones who haven't... well I don't like them. They're so strange... and happy... I don't like them. They couldn't begin to understand what heartache feels like... and I don't just mean a lover's pain. A heart can be wrung by one's own family and friends. A pet's death could do the same... But those people who have never experienced any pain are so strange. They make me unbelievably uncomfortable. They pity me. It doesn't make sense.Heartache9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
With the exception of those few strange people, all the others have their own deeply buried bruises and gashes... As time passes... The hurt heals enough to be discussed sans emotion, but if the tormentor returns, they needn't even so much as breathe to rip open the old wounds. A good song can gently prod at the deepest stashed hurt, generate misty eyes and a few misplaced tears. An even better song will create the same effect wit
Analysis of the Normal-typeINTRODUCTIONAnalysis of the Normal-type2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The Normal-type is perhaps the one type that all trainers regardless of age or experience are at least partially familiar with, as Normal-type Pokemon are second in terms of commonness, only being outdone by the Water-type in sheer numbers and species. Trainers of all kinds often come to both love and hate the Normal-type for its obvious advantages and disadvantages, but overall, it is a welcome type in any battle for its simple functions and reliability in battle. Even then, however, the boundaries of the Normal-type go far beyond what some trainers would believe, as the otherwise unassuming type is the source for diverse warfare unlike that offered by any other type, making its mastery both difficult and extraordinarily rewarding in the end.
POWERS AND ATTRIBUTES
The Normal-type itself is unique in comparison to all other types because it is effectively the neutral or 'anti-type' to all others because all Normal-types generally have one very importa
Dragon's Legend Pt 1: Chapter 1Dragon's Legend Pt 1: Chapter 12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The light begun to fade as the sun set below the horizon. A young light blue dragoness wonders though the forest for a place to rest. Once she has found a place, which was a small abandoned fox den, she rested. The next morning was a rainy one. The dragoness didn't mind the rain, but with the rain pouring into the den, she could see why the foxes abandoned it a while back. Quickly, she dug though the moss and gently picked up a light colored egg in her mouth and walked out of the den.
As the rain continued, she wondered for another place for her to stay for the next three months. It was about 20 minutes later when the rain finally stopped, by that time, the dragoness found an old tree with its roots sticking out from the ground creating an interior under them. She went inside slowly, looking for any signs of any inhabitants. Thankfully, there were none. The place had been abandoned for s
Nnoitora's DickOnce upon a bombaclart, Grimmjow took a shit. He looked into the toilet to find a new packet of paracetamol. Somewhat intrigued he went to go show it to Ulquiorra. He couldn't find Ulquiorra, so he went to go find anyone he could see to share his new discovery. When he showed Szayel, he wanted to do experiments on the tablets, but Grimmjow couldn't give up his babies. Szayel suggested that instead of experimenting on them, maybe he could experiment on Grimmjow's asscrack. Grimmjow happily agreed, and ripped off his Speedos. Following Szayel's instruction, he laid down on his stomach so Szayel can get a good view of his butt hole. Szayel did his research for around an hour, finding a mouse, headphones and some crackers. Just as he was about to finish his research, Aizen walked into the room. The shock of Aizen seeing this awkward scenario caused Szayel to accidentally rip off Grimmjow's left ball. It fell into the laundry. This happened just as Harribel went to put on a load of washing,Nnoitora's Dick3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Empoleon ReportEmpoleon (the Emperor Pokemon) is an exceptionally rare Water/Steel-type Pokemon found among coastlines bordering the Arctic Ocean. Valued among trainers for their incredible combat abilities and steel-hard bodies, Empoleon are powerful birds that can easily use their impressive Drill Peck and Metal Claw attacks to tear apart the competition before blasting it sky-high with their Hydro Pump attack. Grass-type specialists should be extremely cautious about engaging these creatures in battle; get too close for comfort, and you'll quickly find out why these birds are considered emperors among their type!Empoleon Report3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Once Prinplup evolve into Empoleon, they abandon their life of isolation and return to the colony they were originally born in. There, they begin a new life among others of their own kind and begin cooperating with others while hunting and fighting off predators (a stark contrast to their life as Prinplup); in time, young Empoleon will eventually find a ma
Basmachi: A Short Story (1/2)The watch stopped ticking and I was suddenly aware of the outside world again. The grass was green to the point of sickliness, the sky a disturbingly brilliant electric blue, the same blueness of the parasite's eyes that had been such a fixture in my life recently. I felt as though I had given birth to this pasture, this singularity without which I would not have been reborn into the life of basmachi banditry. It was here, after all, where the events that had changed the course of my life forever had occurred.Basmachi: A Short Story (1/2)2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The wild flowers smelled like roses. Roses. Why have humans associated them with love and the rawness of sexuality? I never understood why sexuality was taken by so many to be an integral part of romantic love. What was romance? When Nurana sat down with me and tried to explain to me many years ago, I could only remember getting confused.
We had never been close, but I was going to marry her in a month's time. I had to; there had been no other path for me due to my poverty
Froslass ReportFroslass (the Snow Land Pokemon) is a relatively rare Ice/Ghost-type Pokemon found within extremely cold environments in the Hoenn and Sinnoh regions in addition to parts of Antarctica and Greenland. Prized among Ghost-types for their elegant form and cold-hearted tactics, Froslass are dangerous creatures that enjoy showing off their frozen opponents like perverted trophies of war. Make sure to put away your Fighting-types when these frozen specters enter the battlefield, or you'll be taught a beautifully gruesome lesson you'll never forget!Froslass Report3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
The exact origin of Froslass has remained a complete and utter mystery for as long as anyone can remember, mainly because Snorunt can only evolve into Froslass if they are exposed to the radiant energy of a Dawn Stone and are female. Although the absence of Y chromosomes is believed to be the reason behind this reaction, there is no conclusive evidence present to fully explain the evolution through this factor alone
The Witchcraft Called EmpathyIt is with great uncertainty I upholdThe Witchcraft Called Empathy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A rather weak and repetitive little song
It is sung when I'm happy, and when cheer is cold,
And this world I hold dear insists that I am wrong.
It's a pitiful song.
How can it be, misguided little me, a fawn,
Far too dainty and weak to walk yet on her own.
The concept of an end, where to find dear, sweet dawn
Is obscure to me, this endless night always known.
Nothing else I've been shown.
What else but little mouse, living so far away
Comes out of her hole to watch as I find my soul
I disrespectfully, and unmindfully say:
"Stupid mouse, how sloppy, you should find a new goal."
And she ran to her hole.
My actions to mouse were punished quite readily,
As I wasted the sun's rounds on making false friends.
One by one, they began leaving quite steadily.
I was alone, evils did show, finding no ends.
Mouse came to make amends.
Pitiful, spirit broken, and terribly hurt,
I let the poor creature approach me that day.
She came to me, sang to me, and made me a
Narcissus Dilettante and the Hapless DragonNarcissus Dilettante and the Hapless Dragon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Narcissus Dilettante and the Hapless Dragon (note: Ashuton (the Italian dragon god) is a dragon shifter, that means he can become human and turn into a dragon (Not an Anthro dragon. He is a full fledge dragon, wings and all. This is Narcissus's (the black girl and hero of TSODR) poem to him).
In clandestine glory
I see you look down at me
Your eyes open up new light
Through that hole in the wall
You see everything I do
Come in and join me, please
There is much to do
I conform your abnormalities
Dragon scales, claws and dragon breath
Yet behind slanted lizard eyes
I see a human
Come in and join for there is much to do
Together let's fall into the Smokey oblivion
Of each other's warmth and dreams
And never come back
I want to be there with you
At all times
And I am
Morning, noon and night
You kiss these chocolate covered lips
And I stroke your pale neck
Unfortunate things uphold lust
But what we have binds us
You speak words so intelligently
Improper grammar makes you cringe
You enjoy pa
1945 in sepiaThe boy called “spineless” has a backbone, lost in the rubble1945 in sepia2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
of Hiroshima, his unfettered hands pulling at maps
and photographs. With worn and radioactive identity, he knows
that the world is a veteran, sick of empathy,
and can look massacre in the eye without blinking.
Hastily the people will cleanse themselves
of alpha particles and corpses they did not touch.
History classrooms will suck the marrow of tragedy, unafflicted,
passing Hiroshima as another word in a textbook.
Still, this rubble-spined boy keeps firm the cast the world removed.
He croons and mumbles on reverence, seeming all too unfelt
by mankind. To the ungrieving populace he writes the postscript of war
on the back of his father’s portrait:
“Does nobody think that maybe, when a tree falls in the forest,
we’re all around to hear it but we just don’t listen?”
Homestuck Titles: broken down -EoA6I1-------------------------------------------------------------------Homestuck Titles: broken down -EoA6I1-2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
EDIT: Hey everyone. Warning that this is really out of date.
This is getting a whole lot of attention though. So I am
considering doing full expeditions on each class. It would take
a long time, as I would do a drawing with each. And there are 144
not including master classes (which I am also considering covering)
But I would do all of them, with explanations of their quest, roles
If this is something you would find interesting.
Let me know in the comments! Thanks for reading!
There seem to be lots of interesting abilities and roles that the titles give, and I thought I would try my hand at disambogulating all of them.
And yes, that is a word now.....Shoosh you!
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STRUCTURE AND RULES OF THE TITLES
The full titles are a combo of what I will call Role and Attribute. And follow the pattern "The Role of Att