He Doesn't Want ToHe doesn't want it.He Doesn't Want To3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Why do we ask?
He likes it as it is.
Why do we persist?
The sup mask is enough.
But we still demand.
We say we love him.
We use force.
Actions speak louder.
They scream our displeasure.
Hasn't he done enough?
Why don't we respect his wishes?
He stays awake into the wee hours of morning.
He buys us pizza.
He loves his fans…
But he doesn't want that one thing.
Why do we demand?
Why can't we accept it?
He's not on Youtube for modelling.
He's not where he is because of his face.
He's not where he is because of how he looks
He could be a Viking with blonde hair and three nipples.
But when doesn't want to do one small thing.
Then we shouldn't demand it of him.
Random Doom Logo Contest! LAST DAY!Okay guys! This is the last day to send your logo entries! So make this day count if you plan to enter! Be sure to send your entries through note if you still plan to enter!Random Doom Logo Contest! LAST DAY!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Alright everyone! You guys were really excited for the contest so I have decided to hold it!
Let's get to this!
Design and draw a logo for Random Doom comic!
Here is the old logo. You can use it as a source of inspiration or make something completely new!
There are really no rules about the style other than the words "Random Doom" have to be there. and it looks like a logo of a comic series. It can be only text or you can use images along with it.
- Draw your logo - Upload it to your DA account and send it to me through notes.
- All entries will be added down to this journal for everyone to see and admire.
- I will pick the winner.
- You can use digital or traditional media.
- All graphics have to be made by you. (not counting fonts).
The due date is Octobe
B.U.C.K. Updatewww.bronyuk.orgB.U.C.K. Update3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Full time schedule available here: http://www.bronyuk.org/public/schedule.pdf
See if anything takes your fancy
I'll be on the artists' panel with the likes of Wreky and LaserPon3 as well as some more (:
We'll try answering questions and what not, though the others are probably better at that than me :U
That'll be on Sunday, 19th at 17:00 to 17:30.
When I have some more info about the livestream I'll send the link here, though I'm sure bronystate and everfree radio are the two sites hosting it.
Random Doom Plans!Hello little deerlings! Hope you are having a great day and upcoming Autumn!Random Doom Plans!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
In my last journal I mentioned that I had some big plans for Random Doom which got many of you excited. Since I am not sure when you guys will see the results of my works, I thought it would be fair to at least let you guys know what I am planning to do so you know I am doing stuff behind the curtains.
To but it simply, I am planning to give the comic a big make over and update. I am not planning to change the drawing style or anything but change some important things or update them. For example, all character bios will be redrawn and updated! Current ones are old and the info is outdated so they need an update. Plus the art is old and I never really liked the bio sheets (even though everyone else seem to love them since I see so many pokemon bios in similar style). So, that is one thing I am planning to do.
Next, some character designs will change... Now now! Nothing too dramatic! To be hone
HomophobiaAs I hold her hand and walk down the street, they stare and call out, "Dykes."Homophobia5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
As I eat my lunch and holds hands with him, a family sends their 7 year old to give us a note that they are praying for our souls.
As I tell them who she really is, I can see their smiles become strained.
When I give them a hug, I feel how they stiffen.
When I kiss you good bye, I know they are shaking their heads.
When they ask who else shares this ring, I should be able to say your name without fear.
They call us perverted, but they are the ones who focus on our love life.
They say we ruin family values, when they are divorcing and remarrying many times over.
They ask us how we can do this to our families, our lives, our children, and I can only reply,
"You told us you loved us, yet now you act as if we have a disease. You ask how we can bring ourselves into a world of bullying and ask our partners to be as out as we are if they aren't. How we can let our children be teased because of
Jeff the Killer No MoreThe knife dripped blood, The sole "survivor" panted heavily in the darkness, the scent of iron and sweat hanging in the air. The room was stained forever, but that was the least of his worries. Sirens could be heard in the distance, but he stood in the middle of the room gathering his breath. After all, he'd just wore himself out. His name was Jeff, Jeff the Killer if you're looking for a title as well as an apt description. Of course, it didn't do any justice to his face. Jeff the Killer had no eyelids or lips, an unrelenting gaze staring out over a grim grin.Jeff the Killer No More3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
On the floor were the mutilated corpses of a young man and woman, newlyweds perhaps. Jeff the Killer had affected this house like the angel of death himself, a house which was at one point, full of life. The husband's body was unrecognizable, the wife's, slightly less so. The husband had caught Jeff in the middle of his
Homophobia Is WrongHOMOPHOBIA IS WRONGHomophobia Is Wrong7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to
Learning To DrawWhen I was just a little girlLearning To Draw5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My mom gave me cheap brown paper and a pile of crayons
Dropped 'em on the scarred table in front of me
And told me to draw a picture of me and my friends
Which really wasn't a problem 'till I couldn't find the white crayon
There were three little people on that brown paper
Two were twins and one was me
But I couldn't tell the difference
That's about the time I realized
It doesn't matter what crayon you are
'Cause when you ain't coloured in we all look the same
We all got round heads and sticks for legs
And we're all twins
'Cause we all look the same
'Cause we were all drawn from the same crayon
Every once in a while
I'll drop a brown piece of paper and a pile of crayons
In front of my daughter
And ask her to draw her and her friends
And every time
I'm sure to leave the white crayon out
She never notices anymore
Final NoteFirst on the listFinal Note2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of wrong doings and deaths
The greatest mistake,
my proudest moment where in insanity
I read through the pleas,
The entrails of the life you tried to salvage before
it was lost in to my mind
My greatest, proudest moment;
But it's all a lie,
something I tell myself,
simpley because I can
Inside, I'm what I prefer to be
cold, calculating, brilliant, destructive
caustic, loathing, intellectual and powerful
I'm not what I think,
I'm exactly what you say I am
Because you're there, in silence and screams
in fantasy and death
and I can't help but smile
BullyingMommy please don't cry,Bullying9 years ago in Scraps More Like This
It wasn't planned for me to die.
At this young age I should laugh and be glad,
But I haven't been as the others and they treated me bad.
I tried to escape mommy I really tried,
But they always found me, and against agony they me tied.
I tried to cry when you weren't home,
I tried only to cry when I was alone.
Mommy why did they hurt me, wasn't I beautiful,
With white soft skin, as a china doll?
Daddy when you read this letter I've left this place,
Sadly I couldn't do it without leaving a trace.
You will find an empty body in my room,
I sent myself to an unpleasant doom.
They pushed me to far dad; I've been hurt so much,
They pushed out to the dark zone where I was out of touch.
But not from their words and their laughter,
Their bullying made my heart shatter.
Why did they do this to me
Why wasn't I, as they wanted to see?
I tired to fit in mom and dad, I really tried,
But I guess they all wanted me to die.
I'm crying right now, for the last time,
I'm going to pa