ASK THE ARTIST INTERVIEWASK THE ARTIST INTERVIEW2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with HamletMachine
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview HamletMachine, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART, including the ever popular Starfighter series.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, HamletMachine.
Hey all you folks there in AtAChat! Go ahead and start posting questions now.
Thank you for having me!
This is pretty rad. I haven't used the DA chats too often but I am getting awesome AOL memories
Does anyone RP in these?
::Sips bloodwyne from chalice::
~romanshoubu asks "Tell us about your process and how you come up with stories?"
Roman! Hello there!
Ah, well for Starfighter- I was a huge fan of the yaoi genre and I loved sci-fi, but with a few exceptions (such as Ai no Kusabi), I hadn't really seen the two merged
I came up with designs for the characters and tried to think of how I wanted their person
PorcelainPowerless,Porcelain3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
from the start.
NevermindI'm hurt, but nevermind;Nevermind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just look the other way.
I'm frustrated, but nevermind;
doesn't affect your day.
So forget it,
move on with your life.
Forget it ever happened,
turns out I only need this knife.
Brought an end to all the pain.
I no longer am your burden,
never to exist again.
PretendingYou asked me the other dayPretending4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who I was pretending to be
I always thought I was pretending to be myself
I might be wrong though
you tell me...
Yesterday we broke up again
at least, I think we did
all you left this time was two smudged words on the mirror
written with my lipstick
and it was my favourite lipstick as well...
Maybe it should have been a sign,
that I worried more about my lipstick
than about the fact you left again
Those things are expensive though
have you ever looked at the cost of good make-up?
I didn't think so.
Though it's not as high as the cost when we make up
which always happens
How I hate that word.
I guess I'm not the only one who likes to pretend
In the lightIt started highIn the light2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the lights down low,
then I slipped
and my lips
found the tip
of your nose.
I was caught
by the knot
that you brought
and decided would grow.
I could open me up
or my heart could erupt,
or I could mistrust
that my insides could show
Let me hear
that you're near,
I could go.
No, I'll stay,
from the day
You'll stay in the light
while I fight
with the night
and live life forever alone.
He SaysHe asks me why I print so much,He Says2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why I can't just get everything I need at once,
And save myself some time.
But honey, I like the exercise.
He says that I should change the color of my hair,
That I would look better with lighter hair,
More people would look at me, he says.
Darling, what I look like is just for me.
He tells me that I need to change the way I think about myself;
Confidence is better than looking at the ground
And need to show people that I am proud.
Baby, how can I be proud of me when you're not?
He claims that I need to let my inhibitions go
Just relax and let him have his way with me;
I'll feel better in the long run.
Sweetie, consent is sexy.
He begs me not to turn my back on him,
That he needs me to stay
I'm the only one who can save his life.
You bastard, I'm walking away from you, to live my life for me again.
BlindYou've torn apart my hopes and dreams,Blind3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
until nothing remained.
Tried and tried and tried again,
but nothing's ever gonna change.
Everyday in misery;
it's all I know.
Never quite had the nerve to say-
All the times you passed me by,
just turned away,
didn't want to see me cry,
what you have done to me.
Nothing I do is good enough,
you'll always know.
You never loved me.
You'll never know,
how much it hurts.
Knowing I'll try to stand,
but just hit the dirt, again.
Every day of hopelessness;
it's all I know.
Never really found the words to say-
And every time I felt the pain,
you told me that I was to blame.
Can't you see,
what you have done to me?
The MasqueradeA fake smile,The Masquerade3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They all stare,
as your heart beats faster.
No one knows,
what's deep inside.
right before their eyes;
it has begun.
Now they know,
you fear the sun.
Patchwork HumanI'll take a piece of you and youPatchwork Human2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
will never see
the path that it will take.
I'll take a piece of him and he
will wonder where
I'll take a piece of her and she
will never know
I'm quick a piece of
Beautiful, in fact,
but where'd you get
I can't remember anymore
it was stolen from.
And who am I
to pick apart
the pieces I enjoy?
And who am I
to take the last
of you and you comply?
And who am I?
The memories of an entity,
once whole but now benign
are hidden in the patches
of the quilt
I call myself.
Stitches made of steel
shall never, ever
Forever doomed to falsehood,
I'm not the man
ShadowCastingA shadow of who I used to be,ShadowCasting3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is all I will ever see.
A hallucination, not reality,
lured into a false sense of security.
Nowhere to run,
no place to hide.
Fly away from here,
Because a shadow of me,
is all you will see.
Just About a Year AgoJust about a year ago,Just About a Year Ago2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You answered with "I guess,"
When I asked you if I could be the girl by your side,
The one you smiled down on, the one your friends all knew
Whom you introduced to Mom and Dad as your girlfriend.
Just about a year ago,
Was when I first held your hand.
I should have known then where it was going to lead:
To phone calls and text messages and all those wonderful hugs
From the first time, to right before we said goodbye the last.
Just about a year ago,
We drove around together.
You had no license, so I did it,
But you always felt bad,
Such a gentleman.
Just about a year ago,
I found out some of what makes you laugh,
A little of what makes you mad
(But remember, your sister looks up to you)
And a whole lot that makes you smile.
Just about a year ago,
I opened my heart to your possibilities,
And got a wonderful reward.
I found my best friend, my partner in crime,
The most faithful man in my life.
Just about a year ago,
I gave love one more try,
And what I got, was the
Graviton BombI shall start at the beginning. Now, while this is usually the logical place to start anything, it will become apparent that, in this situation, that is not nearly as simple as it may initially appear to be.Graviton Bomb7 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
A beginning signifies a single point in time; a position in one of the four dimensions we inhabit. Of these four dimensions, we transverse three of them on a daily basis with little or no concern. In contrast, we have no direct control over the fourth dimension whatsoever. Irrefutably, and indefinitely, time flows from the past to the future just as the grains of sand fall through the globes of an hourglass.
This single fact could be the cause of the situation in which we now find ourselves. Mankind has never been satisfied with what we are naturally capable of. Simultaneously, this lust for improvement above and beyond the boundaries nature has imposed upon us is equally our greatest strength and our greatest weakness. While our ability to engineer and adapt has allowed us to reac
Remember Me?Hey there, stranger,Remember Me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were right,
nothing ever came of me.
A messed up child,
never allowed to be a kid.
can't do anything good enough.
"Don't mess up,"
a curse you put upon me.
That's all I ever was,
just a thing to use.
I took your orders,
pure sadness and frustration hidden with smiles.
Laughter kept the tears away,
you caused it all.
Hey there, stranger,
I was right.
Nothing ever came of me.
SpiritOne thousand whispersSpirit2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
turn to screams
when they take hold of you.
They form a hand
that grabs your throat;
there's nothing you can do.
"She's fat, a slut,
what the fuck, he's gay?"
Words can form
those little scars
that never go away.
You feel all alone,
but, trust me,
I know where you are.
and feel helpless,
now this shit has gone too far.
You want to throw
it all away,
your family and your friends.
One more slit
upon your wrist
and this could be the end.
But stay with me,
just take my hand,
and I'll help you along.
Remember that you're perfect,
remember to stay strong.
Between HeartbeatsWe hold in our kiss what you once called the beauty of a fading dream,Between Heartbeats4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The light to what seems to be a way of desperation,
Or perhaps just one to break down my seams.
Your touch calls upon my skin waves upon waves of trembling need,
Leaving me in fear of your breath-taking little smiles,
A chance to lose my mind to this consolation of love in between.
But I'm the one who has been preaching the lack of beauty in a fading dream,
Lighting the light in making our own unfading dreams,
And to perhaps hoping to fall in love somewhere in between.
AnnihilateControl,Annihilate3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Spontaneous GuyThe Spontaneous Guy4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If I could write a poem to make you fall in love with me,
I would have done it the moment I met you,
The moment I felt you smile..
The time you took me with that kiss.
I always want to make the world better wherever I go,
Speak my words and strengthen every person's will.
But every time I see you it's I who couldn't speak,
And whenever you touch me my world's perfectly complete.
So maybe tomorrow I will be able to write the poem I long to write you,
Look you in the eyes and tell you how much I really want you too.
It shouldn't be that hard to say a short "I love you",
But falling in love has even taken me to a place far from complete.
Standing With YouI am deathly afraid of how I feel when you brush your hand along my arm,Standing With You2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Leaning beside my ear while your breath warms every bit more than my skin.
And with every breath my heart would tremble a need between fear and wanting,
So slowly that I began wondering if this could lead to something a little more..
I always enjoyed kissing your frowns away,
Knowing that my hands could soothe the pains from your back.
The things you do that makes it hard to stay mad at you,
The things I happily give you knowing you are mine.
I long for you even when you are silly or frustrating,
But especially when you are sweet and loving.
I wonder if you could feel this at night,
Even when we are together, the aching of my heart longing for more.
Distance of TimeMy life.Distance of Time4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are so different,
Yet one in the same.
We are so distant,
Yet we are so close.
Writer's Block ChecklistWriter's Block Checklist3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
1. Sit down at your desk
2. Open your notebook
3. Pick up your pencil
14. Get up and walk around for an hour
21. Sit down at your desk again
22. Stare at the ceiling
28. Find an idea
29. Write a sentence
Kuchisake onna"Hello dear child, would you mind if I asked you something, Just one little thing," a feminine voice cheeped, I look up with curious eyes, to see a women with fair black hair, dark green eyes, a long white kimono with red splats and a surgeons mask covering her nose and mouth, her eyes were ever so pretty, they shimmered like the ocean does in the sun, and her voice was like an angels.Kuchisake onna4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Of course you can stranger" I chirped, trying to make my voice sound like hers, I waited a moment before she finally asked...
"Am I beautiful?" her mood dropped slightly as she said those words, I wondered why she was asking that though, surely she knew she was as beautiful as a rose and that nothing could compare to her.
"yes, you are beautiful, your beauty puts the angels to shame." her eyes smiled as I replied with a smile upon my face as well, but after she slowly pulled off the surgeons mask, reviling that the skin of her jaw had been slit, leaving an ugly wound that scarred her, where
Wash It All Away?The waves lap against the shore,Wash It All Away?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A steady beat of a marching drum.
His fingers tap the beat on my arm,
Moving the rhythm of the music.
Tonight, we lean against each other,
Lost in the moon and the sounds of the sea.
A gentle sweet melody,
Drifting us away to a place of sweet harmony.
I can feel the tide tickling my toes,
Happy in this moment
But unsure of what he's thinking.
Does he feel the way my heart is beating?
Can he hear the thoughts that are deep inside my head?
I wish there was a way to tell him how I feel,
A secret connection,
Hidden between him and I.
Soon the tide will cover the shore,
Cleaning the sand and washing the beach.
It will wipe away every trace of us,
Every proof that we were even there.
Long after the moon sets,
After the waves have swallowed everything we left behind,
I will remember this magical night,
Just you and me, under the stars,
Lingering ThoughtsI wonder if you could be happy without me,Lingering Thoughts4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
If you could do being without me.
Whether you'll still laugh as beautifully,
With that small smile lingering all day long unconsciously.
I really don't think I can do all that without you.
And even if I could come to love again.
It would never again feel as easy as breathing,
Like having a heart just a little smaller than being complete.
Maybe I'm just wondering how important I am to you,
How true your beautiful words are,
How I know with such a certainty,
That you are the reason for all my lingering smiles.
Abandoned BooksBirds, paper wings, paper beaksAbandoned Books2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flying all around me.
Stories from the past, stories of the present,
Even some about the future,
All waiting for me to read,
Waiting for me to discover their secrets.
These birds, they want to be caught,
They want to feel a purpose again.
Every phase of my life,
Crazy or sane,
They've stood by me, they're represented.
Lying there, waiting
While I collected them one by one,
Waiting for me to want them again.
They keep each other company,
Snuggled together on the shelves.
When I walk in the door
I can hear them calling out to me
Desperate chirps begging me to care for them
Asking me to hold them in my hands again.
I love this collection;
I've spent a lot of time gathering it.
Their colors and stories just drew me to them;
I wanted to know it all.
My fingers trace their spines, their backs
Wishing I had the courage to open them up.
This collection of words, of books, of stories, is my whole life
Presented to you in black and white.
Come on in and see,