Project Profile_003: UltimeciaProject Profile_003: Ultimecia6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Project Profile_003: Ultimecia
Images of Ultimecia:
"Ultimecia", "Sorceress Ultimecia", "Artemisia", "Artemicia", "Artemisa".
Sometime between Nov. 23 and Dec. 21, some 11 generations after the game's end.
Ultimecia's bangs are center-parted, raise slightly (about two inches), and then flow down, extending to about halfway down her thighs. The remainder of her hair is elevated in an odd fashion. Two cups protruding in either direction on top of her head hold he
Le SuccubeLe SuccubeLe Succube5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was late on a snowy February night when the knock sounded. The young farmer was a bit apprehensive, but stood to open the door. Outside stood a lovely young woman with long hair of silvery gold and blue-green eyes as clear as a lake in the sun. She wore a dress of night blue. Good evening, miss, the young man said.
Good evening, she replied, I am a traveler. May I stay here for the night? I dont really have anything to pay you
Come in. The farmer poured her a cup of tea from his kettle as she sat beside the fire and lessened her shivering. They were both silent while she drank. Odd, how the tea sent warmth through her body, warmth she had never felt before. Finally, the young man began again. If you dont mind my asking, miss, may I ask who you are?
She told him one of her usual lies, about her mother dying and how she was searching for her uncle but did not know where he lived. When she f
When a Bad Girl Goes to HeavenFar far awayWhen a Bad Girl Goes to Heaven7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But ever so close
Can you hear her singing softly?
Can you hear her mourning softly?
She watches the kingdoms go down.
Her limp body falls to the ground.
Her very own parting song.
Can you hear her?
Can you hear her?
Calling your name.
Tears like rain.
As the lanterns go out one by one.
She knows that she is done.
All the dragons she has slain
Victories that only cause her pain
She lays down her crimson sword
And puts up her armor to rot
Her absence will soon be forgot.
Because she crosses her heart
And hopes to die
Without so much as a final goodbye
When a bad girl goes to Heaven.
It's like a living Hell.
Tell me howHow could still you plead,Tell me how7 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The many times you wished I'd bleed?
How many wrongs I had done.
Don't make me think you have won.
At the end of a tunnel there is always light.
That's what's left, right?
In betweenAll these things I do are far from perfectIn between8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There are so many things still left to figure out
I press myself and say that I'll be waiting
But sometimes I keep hanging here in doubt
On the verge of destruction
At the edge of my comfort zone
And I know it's called growing up
Don't let me go through it alone
'cause somewhere out there, far beyond the distant sea
There are people like me, people living in between
All these feelings, all they wish to be
And all these deep fears, the distant void of nothing
And all they want is a little hope
I've been wondering, why do I keep feeling so alone?
Or am I shielding the most fragile part of me?
The heart I'm healing, you, everything in between
God, I'm still waiting
Now I know my journey's just begun
Has it no ending?
Please tell me there is a line
I'm still standing
I feel just as empty
I walk these streets with-
You, me, everything in between
Sleeping VolcanoWhen you kiss meSleeping Volcano6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
thousand little needles
pierce my skin
delight and pain
both burning calmly
like sleeping volcano
slowly consumed by
heat and fire
and I bleed
poison and nectar
embraced by your need
and even if
we grow distant and old
fire burns out and lava turns to stone
my blood keeps
screaming for your lips
The Light Always Prevails.Hope never diesThe Light Always Prevails.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hope is always there
No matter what happens
We can't give it up.
We may be blinded by
the shadows of despair:
fogging our minds until we surrender to its deceit.
But remember that we can wade through the darkness;
pull through its pools
that try to consume us whole.
The darkness may look appealing
Its power mesmerizes us
But the light is always there for us
More powerful than any shadow you may find
and any trough you may fall in.
Look past all negativity and see
how beautiful you are. Love yourself
and watch others fall in love with you too.
Because really, wishes for happiness do come true,
no matter who you are.
Stepping Stones of AgonyI wish I could screamStepping Stones of Agony9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just as far as I dream
For then each sound wave
Would be fateful grave
Of all those fractal whims
Distort for my tested brims.
half-empty.she-devils lend me their smiles;half-empty.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the other ones i have
are tearing at the seams
all that's left of me is
black ink & blacker blood
mixed with the bitter
smell of rubbing alcohol
but she still snakes her arms
around the nebulae collapsing
in my freckled lungs
The taste of lonelinessThe constant pressure of watching you walk away causes a violent ringing sensationThe taste of loneliness3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My eardrums are ruptured by your imposing cruelty
Impending selfishness I can't turn a blind eye to
You claim I could be just like you...
...but why would I run, when all you do is walk away from the horizon of my eyes?
fearless.fearless.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
she is many things
is not one of them
Sharp ReactionsSharp Reactions7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When life gives me lemons I squirt them back in it's face
'cause I'm not giving up and hate deserves a taste
of my sharp teeth, my deadly embrace
I've got all the time I need to wait it out in this race
Yeah it's been rough
it's been bad
it's been tough
I've been sad
But I'm a fighter
a fire starter
not a sitter
So I'll wipe the blood from my nose
and dust down my clothes
I'll get up from the ground
you're not going to keep me down
You give me pain - I'll smile in your face
you can try in vain to defeat me mate
'cause these wounds only make me stronger
these scars I wear like armour
So do what you want to me
you name it - ill treat me
but you'll never stop that heart of me
that beats for my family
that bleeds for the brothers that I never had
and all the while - while life treats me bad
I'll keep on fighting trying not to be sad.
[I dare you to touch her and not get burnt]i. In winter, I see her seethe under her breath:[I dare you to touch her and not get burnt]2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
flames of condensation flicker as broken words
are exhaled from parted lips,
smouldering slightly with roaring passion
scaremelt the frost away.
ii. She won't meet my eyes.
Her expression corrupt by anger,
features concealed by depression's hands;
the cracks between fingers let her light seep through -
onwards and upwards - her gaze goes astray
and I say, let me see you, as you are.
yet she'll still shy away
from her true self (living a lie),
loathing the way she's breathing,
loathing the way she's dying more
with each day that passes by,
[she speaks, sometimes, of fights
that she has been in: scraped
fingernails across her face and fists
forcing unconsciousness to flash in front of her eyes].
iii. Insomnia has its strange ways;
invading her dreams and pretending to be real -
when really she dreams of being conscious
when really - she isn't.
It's cruel to give false hope, she says,
Love, Sex, HeartacheShe listens to affection,Love, Sex, Heartache7 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
He whispers his deception,
Her heart will race,
Whilst his eyes trace,
She'll gasp and moan,
While his hands roam,
Dreaming of an emotional connection,
Thinking only of his physical erection,
Tomorrow she'll sing of what they'll be,
Tonight he smiles at what she can't see,
When he's finished with his lie,
He'll leave her there, alone to cry.
Love isLove is weaknessLove is6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love is strength
Love is life
Love is death
Love is marriage
and one night stand
Love is hope
It has no end
Love is faith
Love is hollow
Love is today
Love is tomorrow
Love is tears
Love is friendship
Love is fears
Love is hardship
Love is joy
Love is pain
Love is love
And it has your name
SIRENNeath the woe of Ulysses' blood and toil,SIREN3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A sea of heavenly-fury once awaken'd
Her gaze clad in honey’d delirium ablaze
Of such beauteous prize, he shall yield;
For her tongue hath seized mortal desire
And lo the Moons’ glory shall weep in vain!
Journey’s of madness sung with promise;
— A rising tempest hurl'd to Hades reign
Oceanic rhythms untwine love forbidden,
Breaking the mists of insatiable dreams
The Sirens call ebbed like darkness falling;
Her lust bleeding into the mythic abyss ..
His anguish bestow'd the folding tides,
Unto their lips would perish in mystery
Deeper jewel'd the haunting of his soul,
Forsaken to the ink of Orpheus' muse.
And ghostly twilight shone low and pale,
O’er the hum of those ethereal seas
Long wherest his heart shall forever sail
— Arthur Crow © 2014
Artist: And We DidAnd though we dance upon a mystic shoreArtist: And We Did2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where minds entrance and loon of lore
We'll drink the wine and veil our fears
Laugh with madness hopes and tears
Humble the mind to sooth the soul
Aged by time to play that role
But for now, while the world is green
Find your love in destroying things
Be the beast that eats the heart
Calm the mind with sighing art
Cradle your brain in woven lies
Breathing in disturbing alibis
If you and IIf there were only a million ways to say you’re beautiful, I’d think of a million and one, because none have exclusively described your beauty.If you and I3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m secretly working on a new colour, so I can get to see your splendour in another hue.
I’m secretly working on a new frequency, so I can hear your voice in deep silence.
If you were nocturnal, I’d be night
If you were the sky, I’d always be flying.
If you were oxygen, I’d be hydrogen, and we’d be explosive!
Si hubiera sólo 1 millón de formas de decir que eres hermoso, pensaría en 1 million y uno, porque ninguno a exclusivamente descrito tu belleza.
Secretamente estoy trabajando en un nuevo color, así que pueda llegar a ver tu esplendor en otra tonalidad.
Secretamente estoy trabajando en una nueva frecuencia, así que pueda oír tu voz en silencio profundo.
Si fueras nocturnal, sería la noche.
Si fueras el cielo, siempre volaría.
Si fueras ox
Still AliveI feel empty, broken, like shattered glass.Still Alive4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But even shattered glass shines when hit by the light of the moon.
I feel exhausted, worn out, beaten.
But even beaten I'm not down, not yet.
I feel alone, abandoned, forgotten as a treasure lost in trash.
But just because I'm lost in life's garbage doesn't mean I'm garbage as well.
No, because I'm alive. I breath and laugh and cry and hurt and love.
Even though I feel down I still know things will change, just as they always have, just as they always will.
The world will beat you down, try to make you yield to the expectations of others, but when they push you to the ground you just need to push that much harder to stay standing.
When they try and extinguish your light just fan the flame to shine that much brighter.
When they go right and you see the pit ahead of them, if you try and warn them but they don't listen, don't be afraid to choose another direction and branch off from the masses.
Don't be afraid t
UntitledA bloody mess in the roomUntitled2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oops I'm sorry
I killed the groom
Sobs and cries everywhere
I smile happily
And loves the despair
Somber faces on the field
Smirk upon my victory
Broken hearts won't be healed
Stroke the frills of her dress
The white now turned crimson with my work
One more life made less...
The place where they were to be married
The caskets were laid
Soon to be buried...
DeadDecaying in the dirtDead6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ending as maggot food
A sad and impossible to avoid
Destiny that awaits us all
Nothing else mattered(French version below)Nothing else mattered1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
It is said that the most beautiful stories are born and die into dreams -
Ours could have been born in the shade of a moonset, lighted by a firefly sky,
On a sea so calm that you could hear it beat and feel its warmth;
And I would have braved storms to hoist the sail of our history,
Braved the streams bruised by our grieves, wrecked every reefs scented
Of the sweet aroma of temptation.
We got lost forever in the forest of oblivion
Where the leftover of our promises rot on the ground littered with corpses,
Where the roots of our world still strive to belt out,
Where desperate leaves attempt to overcome Autumn's scythe -
The only oxygen these trees breathe out is the fragrance of our wandering souls.
Rien d'autre ne comptait
On dit que les plus belles histoires naissent et meurent dans les rêves -
La nôtre aurait pu naître à l