WHAT IS-I DONT EVENWorst romance novels ever
I couldn't even breath when I read this one --->
Eleven Gods of the Night are incarnated for the first time in 65 million years, summoned to protect humanity from an all-encompassing evil that is coming in 2012, at the end of the Mayan calendar. While currently incarnated as deadly, handsome men, they have the ability to assume their prior formsthose of gigantic dinosaurs. One of them, Ty Endeka, develops a powerful attraction to his taxi driver, Kelly Maloy, with whom he must fight the forces of eviland of desire.
Save a Brontesaurus. Ride these guys.
ALSO - Worst analogies ever written by high schoolers :
He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and "Jeopardy" comes on at
Wurr - the first five years27th of June 2007 the first page of Wurr was uploaded online. Today, five years later, what had originally been planned as a mere three page short story with the option of branching out aimlessly has turned into an actual story with a driving plot with 147 pages already existing and two books even printed (English version is under working). Half a decade already. Wow.Wurr - the first five years3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Happy half-decade birthday, comic!
Man, it's been a long way. And even more still lies ahead, let's see if I can wrap it up before hitting the full decade mark.
Since it's kind of a special occasion, I thought it might be fun to look back to how it became what it is today.
I had wanted to make a comic of my own for something like ten years before Wurr even started, and I had had several started projects in the likes of "this is the greatest idea I've ever had in my life! I must make a comic right now", none of which ever got past their third page. It's funny, before Wurr I always advertised and talked about my comics and
Dear DA 4/22/12Dear DA-Dear DA 4/22/123 years ago in Personal More Like This
I have learned that fear is a device of our own creation. I often watch myself and others in situations where fear is turned into rage, pain, and depression. The communication breaks down and often a fight will rage that never end because the real issue isn't being addressed. I have noticed more and more how fear manipulates our lives in negative ways. It prevents progress, undermines positivity, and ruins our self esteem. We shouldn't ever fear the things that may happen, did happen, or are happening. Instead, I have learned that we should fear only fear itself and those who sew it.
For those who sew fear and negativity cannot help us or themselves. It is easy to be dragged down by them and the insecurity that surrounds us all. This is why we must surround ourselves with people who love and care for us. They are the ones who will bring us up no matter how horrible it may be. It is the people who never make a effort to change that we must avoid. They will never truly love or a
Wolf Legend - Part XIX19. CoalitionWolf Legend - Part XIX4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It didn't take much effort for Andrew to avoid the dark figure that projected toward him. Andrew swung his torso and hands up toward the furry beast, grabbing on to the arms that were reaching for him. Even as a human, Andrew effortlessly swung the airborne werewolf against the wall, shattering the window near by. He could tell whoever this was, was newly turned, and incredibly inexperienced at attacks. A real werewolf would have done this much faster. He also discovered that the werewolf was a female.
Andrew stepped back, panting. The energy exerted to toss his enemy caused a break in his physical concentration, and it took everything he had to prevent from shifting again. Remaining human was key if he was to keep Mel on his side. Andrew could feel his eyes glowing and his teeth wanting to shift into fangs. He braced himself against the back of a pew for support as he calmed is features back to normal.
The female werewolf bounced up all fours. Newly turned werewolves str
Wolf Legend - Part XX20. Family ReunionWolf Legend - Part XX4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
*some gore in here, just a heads up*
Andrew took heavy breaths as fear overwhelmed him. He trembled; Rabeka could barely hold him, firmly bracing herself against his chest. Too much of his past coming back to haunt him all at oncehe wasn't prepared for this.
Up until that point he thought that Alex had come alonesettling his own personal vendettaand never once thought the entire pack would leave their sanctuary in the mountains. A few, yes. He figured Stephan was obsessed enough with control that he would send out scouts to hunt him down.
Alex's howl to the pack continued loudly, shaking loose any remaining shards of stained glass that were left in the windows. Rabeka had no clue what was happening, eyes shooting back and forth between Andrew and Alex.
Sunlight barely shown through one side of building, gently flickering the light from the glass around the room like a disco-ball. Rachel found some momentary comfort in admiring its beauty.
Paint Tool Sai WITH PNG TRANSPARENCYhttp://www.mediafire.com/?6ra6d4fymibdtm5Paint Tool Sai WITH PNG TRANSPARENCY3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Safe download and it works :'D!!
In need one sees who his friend is?..You always have people around you that would support you when you are in trouble or face problems. As long as you have nothing in your life to be envied for, as long as there are themes to rant about together - you have friends! But then you become a happier man, good things happen for you - you actually WORK to get them or maybe they come as your fate decides - doesn't matter really. Once it happens - oh, even at the very fleeting mentions of these positive changes you start getting wakeners from these very people you considered close ones. WTF is going on?In need one sees who his friend is?..3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Real friends are tried not by need but by happiness. True friend will be sincerely glad for you when everything is Good or gets better.
But when you are in grief - anyone who doesn't have a stone in their chest instead of heart will be able to console you.
Just speaking up bothering thoughts, don't pay attention.
Fantastic!Seriously... this is something to behold, Allons-y!Fantastic!2 years ago in Personal More Like This
The manic mania when you're Arting.Whenever you create something you go through various stages before it is finished (if you want to finish it that is, not all artwork is meant to be finished.) I've noticed that these creative stages that you go through in that small time period of just one artwork is a manic type of emotional storm.The manic mania when you're Arting.8 months ago in Personal More Like This
Funny enough, being artists also means you're probably a more sensitive person than most.
This following stage story is based on my own experience. Yours might be completely the same or perhaps you encounter different emotions thought he development stages. They are sort of placed in order, but you usually don't experience all of them in one artwork. (or do you?)
01 The brewing stage.
You got this idea in your head of the thing you want to make. It is not a completely clear vision, but you slowly get worked up and cannot wait to get started working on it. Sometimes if it takes to long for you to get started (procrastina
Chapter 1, The Song of the Summer KingChapter 1, The Song of the Summer King3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~ 1 ~
The Red King
Fresh morning air lifted clouds and gulls above the glimmering sea, and drew one young gryfon early from his den. Too early, just before sunrise when forbidden darkness still blanketed the islands.
The sun rose unhurriedly from the sea, and Shard strained against the steep sky, breathing deep, challenging himself to the highest possible dive. The sea spun below him. His mind flickered lightly in the thin air and he shoved down panic. Some would call it too high.
His wings drew in and flapped out sluggishly, feeling separate from his body. He had to bank, to get lower, breathe the deeper air.
Night sparked at the edge of his mind. His dreams flocked up from the night before. Nightmares of the impending initiation hunt.
The hunt! Shard thought wildly. What's the sunmark?
Dreams scattered like crows from Shard's mind.
Self-HatredI hate myself.Self-Hatred4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm so stupid.
I'm so ugly.
I'm so fat.
And I'm sorry
that I ever
wasted your time,
that I'm fucked up,
that I'm weak,
that I'm shy.
that I don't know how to be
who you want me to be.
I'm sorry you don't like me.
I'm sorry I can't make friends.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I'm me.
I'm sorry I'm alive.
I want to go to sleep,
and never wake up.
I want to die.
OH MY GOD... NinjaKato account was hacked!!! :CMy NinjaKato account was hacked... and some fucker deactivated it!OH MY GOD... NinjaKato account was hacked!!! :C3 years ago in Personal More Like This
It was NOT ME.
Guys... I don't know what the hell happened.
Oh wait... yes I do.
Someone posted a "This was stolen from [link]" on my latest image -- http://ninjakato.deviantart.com/art/Some-days-you-just-don-t-want-to-wake-up-339562224 (the image has been stored but the link should suffice) and I clicked the link because it was a link to a DeviantART page... it sent me to the log in page... next thing I know... my account is deactivated... and it's saying I have the verify my email address as firstname.lastname@example.org (I don't remember the email address exactly).
It seriously happened so fast there was no time to investigate further...
The first account was a bait account (sending out the message of accusatory theft to get the person's attention) then the second [link] account is the actual phishing account.
It pulls some switch-er-oo and next thing you know your account is deactivated and you're left having t
ResentmentYou say nothing will ever bother you as you casually brush off both haters and passionate preachers with the same thoughtless flick of your wrist. And you claim nothing will ever get to you under your thick hide of apathy. You seem immovable, no untouchable, meditating with your head held high and a smug grin on your carefree lips that never so much as twitch.Resentment6 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
Yet you need not utter a word to get under my skin. I cant stand the sight of you acting so high and mighty, as if worldly affairs do not affect you in the slightest. Your unconcerned attitude shows, perhaps, your inability to care about anything, or anyone, at all. In that respect, I pity you, but it also makes you a waste of space, a faulty investment for humanity.
You have no purpose to your life, so I dont expect you to understand what it means to be determined about a goal; but just for the record, mine is to crack your shell, at any cost, and expose what is inside. Ill put an end to all the a
love and hatredI love you.love and hatred3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate you.
Stay with me forever!
Stay away from me!
Will you listen to me?
Will you ever be quiet?
Is everything okay?
Everything will never be okay.
I can help you!
I can hurt you!
PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE!
I'm trying to help you!
NO ONE CAN EVER HELP ME!