Principalities and PowersThe angels that did not keep their proper domain Jude 1:6Principalities and Powers4 years ago in Settings More Like This
The angels who sinned II Peter 2:4
ASKtheARTIST InterviewASKtheARTIST Interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
ASKtheARTIST Interview with algenpfleger
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is *thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *algenpfleger, a very talented illustrator and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, algenpfleger.
*quietly sits down and sips on a mysterious beverage
WAIT ARE WE DOING THIS OR WHAT
*Vellez asks "What is your creative process? Do you just research and then begin drawing when you get an assignment, or do you mull it over a bit?"
Hmm it usually starts with me getting the assignment since I spend my freetime drawing other things mostly (these days at least). As soon as I know what the client wants, I leave it alone for a couple of days and wait for ideas to sprout in my head. The rest is just craftsmanship, you know, drawing the stuff and everything. The real work is done as soon as I put down the thumbnail sketch.
~smarff asks "How saturated do you think the illustra
Honor Your FallenOne for the man who answered the call.Honor Your Fallen3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
One for the brother taken too soon.
One for the man who gave his all.
One for hearts made heavy and sad.
One for families torn apart;
One for a boy now without his dad.
One for the onslaught of tears,
One for the new struggles.
One for so many lost years.
One for the mother's only son,
One for the memories;
One more, one more until this war is won.
One for the brother coming home under his Nation's flag,
One for the ultimate sacrifice,
One for the man in the body bag.
One for the love of the fight,
One for family born not of blood.
One for that final flight.
One for the free.
One for you
Until it's just me.
A final salute for those who no longer hurt,
For the boys who paid the ultimate price;
Twenty one guns for my family in the dirt.
Biography: Cin VhetinBiography: Cin Vhetin4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Cin Vhetin (Sin VAY-ton)
Homeworld: Unknown (Not discussed). Mandalore (Adopted)
Born: 27 BBY (Assumed)
Species: Human (Assumed, since he rarely removes his armor)
Height: 5' 11.5'' (1.79m)
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Dark blue
Chronological and political information:
The Dark Times
Imperial Correctional Force
Arrival on Mandalore and Early Career (14-9 BBY)
Nothing is known about Cin Vhetin before he appeared on Mandalore around 14 BBY as the trainee of the Mandalorian Rame Omotao. Thirteen years old and already an adult by Mandalorian standards, he usually kept to himself, rarely venturing outside his small group of friends that included Rame, his wife Mia, and a bounty hunter trainee named Brianna. His sudden appearance became cause of speculation and even suspicion among many Mandalorians and he still remai
AskTheArtist InterviewInterview with *JonasDeRo 11/11/12AskTheArtist Interview3 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
<thefluffyshrimp> Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is ~thefluffyshrimp and today I have the great privilege to interview *JonasDeRo, a very talented artist and creator of many well-known works on deviantART.
<thefluffyshrimp> Thank you for presenting us with this opportunity to interview you, JonasDeRo.
<JonasDeRo> Hello all, the pleasure is all mine!
<thefluffyshrimp> ~Fisharto asks "Without sharing too much of your ways to making environments how do you come up with ideas for painting?"
<JonasDeRo> Hello Fisharto, good question!
<JonasDeRo> I would say my main source of inspiration is traveling. I love painting but I love to travel even more; seeing cities, towns, nature really inspires me in the first
Principalities and Powers IINames MeaningPrincipalities and Powers II4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Beelzebub Lord of the Flies 2 Kings 1:2, Matthew 12:24
Belial Worthless &
MisdemeanorSome call it discrimination. Some call it an invasion of privacy. Some call it justice. Forty years ago, when they started tagging us, there was a lot of talk about it. There were petitions and peaceful demonstrations, and riots and uprisings in some places. There were lawyers fighting on both sides and politicians kissing baby cheeks right and left – ours and theirs – while trying to figure out which side would bring them more votes. In the end it was decided the tags would stay on, but inactive. This way they don't know where we are until we use our powers. They're tuned in on our brainwaves somehow and when we use whatever gifts evolution has given us, the alarm goes off. Then it can only be turned off when we're at the police station for questioning. I suppose it could be worse: they were thinking of killing us off at some point. But it still doesn't feel right to know it's illegal to use your full potential.Misdemeanor3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All the law-making happened before I was born, so it didn't f
How to be an evil overlordBeing an Evil Overlord seems to be a good career choice. It pays well,How to be an evil overlord10 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
there are all sorts of perks and you can set your own hours. However every Evil Overlord I've read about in books or seen in movies invariably gets overthrown and destroyed in the end. I've noticed that no matter whether they are barbarian lords, deranged wizards, mad scientists or alien invaders, they always seem to make the same basic mistakes every single time. Therefore, if I ever happen to become an Evil Overlord:
1. My Legions of Terror will have helmets with clear plexiglass visors, not face-concealing ones.
2. My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through.
3. My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell of my dungeon.
4. Shooting is not too good for my enemies.
5. The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in my saf
Ad Treatment - Something ExtraThe ad shows people in everyday life, with the addition of extra body parts.Ad Treatment - Something Extra7 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
-A wedding takes place. We see close-ups of the bride/groom's hands, and we can see five fingers and a thumb.
-A receptionist is filing her nails whilst simultaneously using her extra arm to hold the phone to her ear.
-At a bar, a man with three eyes notices a woman with three breasts.
-A clothes store is seen with clothing to accomodate the extra limbs.
-A jogger is seen with three legs.
-A person with two heads enters a hairdresser.
-A florist give a flower to a two-nosed customer.
(You can suggest extra ideas in your comments)
A voiceover states that some people like a little extra something. Meanwhile, a woman goes to her fridge and gets the product in question. She has a taste of the product, no flavouring, and isn't impressed. She then adds the flavouring and has another taste. She likes it. As soon as she has had a taste of the flavoured product, she grows an extra arm. This impresses her even more.
Design a country work sheetDesign a country work sheet5 years ago in Settings More Like This
For those people who needs to design their own world.
This is a form I will use from now on to help me design it faster and more complete.
original from: droemar's journal
Edited by mayshing 2010
Colors: (An example would be red, white, and blue)
Symbol: (An example would be stars and stripes.)
calender measure (time table): (Does their calender go by the moon, or sun? Or other planets?)
Races: (The races that inhabit the area, whether or not they're native.
Physical: (The ethnic description of your race: skin color, hair color, builds, dress)
Preference to fashion and beauty:
Weather patterns: (Tropical? Stormy? Cold? Earthquakes? Climate in general?)
-how the weather influence inhabitants behavior, travel
Major river and lakes?
Any construction a
The Three SistersOnce upon a time there were three beautiful princesses. They were well-loved, especially the middle princess, Cionie. Cionie was kind and cheerful, and took care of those that needed her. In return, the people around her loved her unconditionally. The princesses lived in a castle overlooking the largest waterfalls in their country, and all loved the water, but none more so than Cionie. When it rained, she did not stay inside, but danced in it and rejoiced. The three princesses were all incredibly happy together.The Three Sisters4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Times were changing, however. An evil sorcerer from the cold country to the North became jealous of their joy, and cast a spell that caused the beautiful castle to crumble into dust. Then, he stole away the youngest and oldest princesses, separating the three sisters. Cionie despaired for a time in the ruins of the castle, but she did not give up hope. She knew that her sisters were still alive, and waiting for Cionie to find them.
Cionie traveled to the ocean
October rainOctober rainOctober rain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my hair...
and golden trees...
as they please -
do not soar -
they hover -
stock-still in time,
bereft of rhyme -
oh where is
in breaking dawn...
Dim lit cafes
burning in red
as singers say...
to that fire...
Aunt Jodie's AlpsAunt Jodie's Alps4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Old Aunt Jodie lives up in a cottage high in the alps, surrounded by glistening fairy snow in the winter, the fields dotted with pink and yellow and purple wildflowers lost in a meadow of tall sweet-grass in the summer.
Here we feel free, and spread our arms as if we were about to sprout wings and fly, and we twirl like whirling dervishes until we collapse laughing into the piles of hay.
We race each other down the mountainside in our shifts and petticoats, our lungs full of boyant air and our arms filled with spring dasies, as we gather up our skirts to let our legs run more swiftly. The air up here is strong and clear, and at the foot of the mountain sits a small town that the sun has not yet reached.
As we arrive, fingers of dawn begin to creep their way into the valley, and bless the tall steeple in the center of the monastery with a warm golden glow.
We leave the dasies at the doorstep of Widow Sadie's. She'll smile when she wakes up.
Putting Up my WallsPutting Up My WallsPutting Up my Walls4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to have my walls down for everyone to come in
Anyone who seemed to care, anyone who "loved" me
But then I was used, thrown on the ground and stepped on
Till I was bruised, bleeding, weak and completely paralyzed
And from that day forward, I began to build up very tall walls
around my scarred up heart filled with shards of broken glass
So tall that if anyone were to even attempt and climb over them
That they'd become tired, and their hands full of oozing blisters.
No, I never had the desire to let one person in again to abuse me
The walls that have stood for years have caused my heart to chill
Because I didn't want to allow any ray of sunshine to come upon it
In fear that it would eventually become a horrible haunting darkness
That would cause me to recoil further into deep depressing despair
I'd rather be alone within these tall walls, then to be hurt again
For I believe even if I do find that one who manages to climb over
There will still be
Gift of the GodsGift of the GodsGift of the Gods2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Smiling, Alex stood on the beach, basking in the warm rays of the morning sun, his bare feet buried in the still night-cold sand. This was it, what he'd looked for during his journey. With closed eyes, he took in the sounds of this place, the gently rocking surf, the cries of the cicadas, a couple of seagulls wrangling over some kind of juicy booty... it wasn't actually a quite place, but besides his breathing, there was not a single human-made sound.
The small Aegean island he'd gone ashore lay far away from commercial shipping routes, and its rocky composition had prevented it from becoming host to one of the hideous looking concrete blocks all too common in popular sea resorts. With beach chairs and waiters, and no difference to thousands of other similar resorts all
So much to tellPale moon,So much to tell2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out of tune,
at my window,
So much to tell -
heaven and hell
to my dreams...
Have the capacityI'm that one personHave the capacity10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who says the world is a beautiful place.
Still the world hurts me.
I learn to forgive,
Not to forget
So I can remember
To be the person
That does something the world doesn't.
Sad Sonamy One-Shot : Wedding Day((Let it be said that KBSpeeding does NOT support Sonally/Sonsally/SonicXSally in any way form or fashion. I don't believe they would or could ever get married in a world with Amy Rose in it. Even in Archie's version where Sonic and Sally were married, where was Amy??? She wasn't there. Which in my opinion, is the reason Sonic ever considered being with Sally in the first place. But anyways, I don't support Sonally at all but I thought this would be a good way to somewhat defend Amy because all of the other fanfics written about this have always had her being revengeful towards Sally or the bad guy. When to me, she would be the sweet bridesmaid.. just a sad one as well. Because she loves Sally and Sonic and wants them happy. So she wouldn't be sour about it. She's too angelic and perfect for that. But yeah.. please forgive me fellow Sonamy lovers!!!! 😭😭😭))Sad Sonamy One-Shot : Wedding Day5 months ago in Drama More Like This
This was it. This was the big day.
I could feel the tears already beginning to swell in my eyes at the thou