GENZOMAN Art TipGENZOMAN Art Tip4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
GENZOMAN: quick tip
GENZOMAN: when you do chara design
Whitestar2: I've never heard of Art Neuveau. But I'm a big fan of impressionism.
GENZOMAN: dont think in people
GENZOMAN: think in cats
Quetzalcoatl: why cats =O?
Rei_Kinomoto: cats? XD
Whitestar2: The master has spoken!
Rei_Kinomoto: why master, why cats?
GENZOMAN: see anime
magnaxeon: cats D: i hate/love cats >.
UMvC3 Fan Moveset: X-23 RevampedUMvC3 Fan Moveset: X-23 Revamped2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Origin: X-Men series
First Appearance: X-Men: Evolution "X-23 (2003)"
Voiced by: Tara Strong
Theme song: ???
Alternate costume: Classic X-23
Stage: Bio Plant Disaster (Shared with Marrow)
Standing light punch, Crouching light punch, Jumping light punch
Standing middle punch, Crouching middle punch, Jumping middle punch
Standing fierce punch, Crouching fierce punch, Jumping fierce punch
Ankle Slice QCF + M
Charged Ankle Slice QCF + Hold M
Decapitating Slice QCF + H
Charged Decapitating Slice QCF + Hold H
Aerial Axe Kick
Crescent Scythe DP + P
Mirage Feint QCB + P
_Sweep The Floor
_Crouching Toe Stabs
_Raging Bull Rush
Rage Trigger QCF + PP
Weapon X's Revenge
Silent Kill QCB + PP + S
Alpha: Stabbing Claws
Fate?Why the hell am I hereFate?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where silence SHRIEKS and SCREAMS
And invades every one of my dreams?
I use to have hopes and goals
And now I just breathe and desperately hope
To make it through another day and not choke
But there is no peace in my life
I have nowhere to go, nowhere to hide
Have found that friends are enemies and all have lied
I wish to be set free
I run screaming down the snow-encrusted street
But there is nothing there and no one do I meet
God! I scream! Do you not see me here?
What did I do to deserve such torment and hate
Was I born simply to fulfill this fate????
Hollow soulsHollow soulsHollow souls9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They will never be the same.
These haunted spirits who know too well the things they've see.
The darker days have come to be.
When Happiness cause pain.
You know you can not smile to joy or laugh through that rain.
when our spirits are lifted we feel insane.
Because happiness is done this day.
They look back and can not see the way forward.
They see ahead because they can't remain in the present
I pull a breath and scream,"it is not the same"
When Contentment is dull and the living is easy.
The world hasn't change, the sun raises and the birds sing, but things will never be the same. Nothing pleases me, the world feels dull and my mouth struggles to speak, because nothing will be the same, since I lost you.
Bedzie fajnie!-Max, ja chyba nie mogę.Bedzie fajnie!1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
-Nie gadaj, chodź.
-No dalej, siadaj! - Max energicznie poklepał miejsce obok siebie. Lee spojrzał na nie z wyraźnym przerażeniem. - Przecież cię nie zjem, będzie fajnie.
-Boję się właśnie, że nie będzie - chłopak niechętnie opadł na materac swojego łóżka. Zaciskając wargi skrzyżował nogi w tureckim siadzie, by po chwili odwrócić się twarzą do przyjaciela. - Mogłem ci nie mówić, że jeszcze nigdy... ten tego.
-Ale byłeś naiwnym debilem, powiedziałeś mi i teraz nie dam ci spokoju! - Max był podekscytowany, a jednocześnie nieco rozbawiony. Klasnął raz w ręce, po czym ułożył je na swoich kolanach. - Obiecuję ci, że będziesz to miło wspominał.
Szatyn uśmiechnął się zadziornie przy tych sło
My WorldMy WorldMy World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's my world, my time
The mazes abundant in it's own crime
To pick apart to build again
I am left alone, to only me I fend
I indulge myself in the sweet nothings
In complete bliss- yes quite becoming
It's something that only belongs to me
No you can't see, it's meant to only be
Words of GlassWords of GlassWords of Glass3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You got what you wanted
I can't believe I trusted you
Not only that but I gave you the chance
I done with chances
This time I am not turning back
Of course you will think:
"She will come back-she always has"
I am done
Playing your game, believing your lies.
Have a good life, without me in it.
(not like you cared much to begin with....)
Fem!PrussiaxReader- AloneFem!PrussiaxReader- Alone2 years ago in Romance More Like This
NOTE: THIS IS A YURI READER INSERT DON'T LIKE DON'T READ oh and by the way I'm your best friend in this story :>
You were the popular girl at school. You were surrounded by friends and you were never on your own. Being loved by everybody felt boring at times. You did have your close friend though, Ana Fatima-Couto (THAT'S ME 8D). The Portuguese girl was a tough cookie and was like your personal body guard.
One day, you and Ana were in the park, sitting on a bench. The cool breeze blowing through your (h/c) hair and the sun shone on your face making your (e/c) eyes sparkle. You and Ana were talking about everyday events. You hadn't noticed an infamous albino girl sitting under a shaded tree, staring at you.
Her name was Julchen Beilschmidt. She was a Prussian transfer student who arrived months before. You noticed how the red-eyed beauty was alone all the time. You wondered why this was. I mean, all Julchen ever talked about was how awesome she was (which you agreed with her on th
Street LightsThe city sleepsStreet Lights4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Care gives way to slumber.
A mile from home
The street lights blink
A siren's song:
Their rhythmic pulse
Matches the music
And the city glides,
Can't we come here,
Streetlights off duty
Blinking shadows mute
The lines of our faces.
The city sleeps
And we breathe.
Alone is this routine place
We feel alien,
So far from mundane
Ask the Artist interviewAsk the Artist interview2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with `loish
~MemoiresDuneFille asks "Loish, what inspired you to become an artist?"
I can't say that anything specific really inspired me. It was more a natural progression. I have been drawing since I was very young and honestly do not remember when I even started doing it, but I do remember always enjoying it and seeing it as my 'talent' throughout elementary and middle school. By the time I had to make a career choice in high school, I decided to do pursue it professionally because I just couldn't stand dividing my time between schoolwork and making my personal drawings. It was torture! So I felt I had to do it in order to stay sane :] That's pretty much how it went!
*merry-zazoue asks "You're doing both animation and illustration, how can you manage to have a good level in both? I'm an animation student and I love illustration too, do you have any advices? Aside working like crazy of course! I'm already doing it ^^"
I think the main reason I do both is because
Weight Loss PlanI told you that I loved you.Weight Loss Plan5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You said nothing, then apologized.
Love doesn't come in
Sing a Song of Sex and SeductionWhen the noise under your bed's just a little too scary,Sing a Song of Sex and Seduction3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Mommy, Daddy, a monster's coming to get me!"
So they'd check under your bed so you would see
That the monster in your room was only in your dreams.
We live in a world of lies.
What really happens when you turn out the lights
And half the world goes dark for the night?
None of us really knows what's right.
It's a world of destruction,
That we allow ourselves to divulge in.
And the sad thing is it's like a suction.
We allow ourselves to be sucked in.
Do you want your child, your baby girl, to ask,
"What's sex and seduction?"
Put two and two together to make the deduction;
Media's about to make an eruption.
My writing teacher once said,
"Ouija boards don't talk to the dead!"
It took me a while to get it through my head
That maybe he's right...
But I tried it instead.
It's so hard to see the truth anymore.
Kids younger and smaller are looking at porn.
Osi's Guide to RoleplayingOsi's Unofficial Guide to RoleplayingOsi's Guide to Roleplaying7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Hi, and welcome to my unofficial guide to roleplaying. ^^ Before we begin, I'd like to point at that I am not, in any way, saying that what I write here is the only, or the best, way to roleplay: I am merely setting up a guide for those who have no idea about how to go about it, or would like some hints on how to improve their roleplaying.
Questions, and suggestions, are both appreciated and loved.
The basics: Style
First off, I'll start with the very basics of roleplaying - the style. There are two main styles of roleplaying:
The first is where you use asterisk to show movement or gesture that your character makes.
eg: *Osi stands on a soap box to address the crowd* Hi, thank you for reading this.
This is usually considered a less formal, or even 'illiterate' (I mean no offence by this term) way of roleplaying, and is usually used in forum chat
ChoicesBrain hissing for release from the painChoices2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sanity stretched by impossible strain
That moment standing at the fork in the road
Knowing that neither will lighten the load
This way says hatred with a deceptive smile
Dancing and beckoning with devious guile
Come this way says corruption with a crude leer
Promising sweetly that you have nothing to fear
With a laugh of pure bliss you sink to your knees
Death smirks, knowing you always do as you please
Cold Clouds Go OverCold Clouds Go Over1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cold Clouds go over
with the rain secretly guarded inside
White Islands suspended in the sky
at the Winds favour
Old trees wave their black fingers
the Witches of Time... whispers filling the air
to turn their shapes into Wings
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The Swallows Departure I seeThe Swallows Departure1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
SymbioticThis is the story of two.Symbiotic2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Symbiotic: mutually beneficial; interdependent.
Death and Life. Life and Death. Such heavy words, such heavy words…
Let it be known that Life is indeed a fragile scale that must be balanced. Without balance, Death can take over. The one single thing that tips this balance so often is this idea of happiness.
Happiness: the state of being happy.
Happy: feeling pleasant or content; satisfaction.
Satisfaction in ones life is so incredibly rare, and one must wonder how the word keeps turning...the balance is so greatly disturbed with this un-happiness that it has driven many to end their own Life. Death has taken over. The balance is crushed under the weight of dissatisfaction.
I often wonder why people are unhappy. The gift of Life is bestowed upon them. I do not say by God. I do not believe in God. But this is not to be discussed now.
Life is, without a doubt, a gift. A gift from the universe and all things considered, we have no right to live. We shouldn&
What happened nextIt's been a over year since you sat there, with your eyes matching your shirtWhat happened next3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a black watch around your wrist, your name the first two syllables I heard
Together they'd form a presently much-cherished word.
If I had no reason to preserve this, then why do I recall it all?
As my eyes tried to stretch out to every corner of the hall
I'd never have guessed you were slowly starting to fall
For me, a girl with nine lives, all made of pencils and poetry
it took a friend's broken anger to finally make me see
That there might be a half-forgotten chance for me.
The chance was short-lived and quickly ruined, and I never went to see your play
I remember the rings around your fingers, but not the words I hoped you'd say
And the confusion over the conclusion: was that a date or merely a day?
Then I turned around and flew away.
For months the paths of our lives were winding and steep,
so we paved them with Caffeine, Sugar and an Unhealthy Amount Of Sleep
But since they never crossed at the right mom
Our DutyWe swallowed the path homeOur Duty1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
Morning ShiversYes,Morning Shivers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it is morning, probably around four
we exhale slowly as we're lying on the floor
just like our clothes: silently waiting to be
picked up in the afternoon. The scorching sun inside of me
shines through the curtain of my eyelashes, your face burns
in the dark as you move your lips to kiss my face- somewhere a page turns...
i drank my cocktail with a straw.
That Is the HeartOur nerves were high strungThat Is the Heart11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
at the top of the ladder -
pinched between bones with
the red arteries and blue veins tangled
as we were pinned down and dissected
piece by piece
between the crumpled pages
I don't know where they went wrong
because I didn't think
that there was any such thing
as right or wrong, but
they labeled the heart as the lungs
and by that time I no longer
had any vocal cords