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Real Hip Hop8 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Svarine Delfette - CookCookSvarine Delfette - Cook5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Svarine Delfette
• Origin: Padove, Italy
• Age: 21
• Social Standing: Upper
• Goals: To survive and thrive in such a manner that would make her parent’s proud.
• Motto: “We all do the best we can and the world reflects our efforts”
• Theme Music: Gymnopedie No. 1 by Haydn
• Personal Appearance:
Pale blond straight hair in a chin length bob that fits her head like a helmet.
Ankle length light russet skirt made of cotton with British racing green pinstriped panels
Loose dark myrtle green shirt made with medium quality bombazine with the sleeves pushed up around
Marin Vent - Cabin BoyCabin BoyMarin Vent - Cabin Boy5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Marin Vent (wind of the sea)
• Origin: ???, France
• Age: 15
• Social Standing: lower
• Goals: To survive by going unnoticed
• Motto: “If dey can’ae see ya, den dey can’ae get ya” (if they can’t see you then they can’t get you)
• Theme Music: Rondo alla Zingarese, Presto, Quartet No. 1 in G minor for Piano and Strings
• Personal Appearance:
Short Ruddy Brown ear length hair in a shaggy bowl cut.
Brown shorts in fairly good repair
Once upon a time white ladies stocking with holes in them over schoolboy’s knee socks.
Many shades of gr
Luna Delfette - SurgeonSurgeonLuna Delfette - Surgeon5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Luna Delfette
• Origin: Padove, Italy
• Age: 21
• Social Standing: Upper
• Goals: To avenge the deaths of her parents
• Motto: “Blood for Blood and every debt will be paid”
• Theme Music: Surprise by Haydn
• Personal Appearance:
Stiff, well-pressed Falu Red blouse made out of high quality buckram with frills at the high collar and end of full length sleeves, laces up in the front with cream colored ties (fits like a corset but with sleeves and a collar that aren’t boned)
Full length cream corduroy colored skirt (to ankles)
Rust colored boots with copper spa
Alphonse Voest - NavigatorNavigatorAlphonse Voest - Navigator5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Alphonse Voest
• .Origin: Altdorf bei Nürnberg, Germany
• Age: 42
• Social Standing: Upper Working Class
• Goals: To teach Amelia to become the person her ‘mysterious benefactor’ would want her to be
• Motto: “The world will kill you if you let it, kill the world first”
• Theme Music: Toccata in D minor by Bach
• Personal Appearance:
Elderly looking face, smiles rarely (when Amelia makes him proud), but laughs often and loudly. (a.k.a. no smile lines or dimples)
Salt and pepper, shaggy chin length hair.
Remarkably large ears.
Wears a long lea
Gyro De - EngineerEngineerGyro De - Engineer5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Gyro De
• Origin: Braga, Portugal
• Age: 23
• Social Standing: lower class upper society
• Goals: to overcome his reputation as an insane and eccentric lay about.
• Motto: “Always keep moving forward – let nothing stop you from achieving your goals”
• Theme Music: Plaisir d’Amour by Martini
• Personal Appearance:
Slim
Black haired
Cyborg, cybernetic arms that are just slightly too big for his frame.
Black hair in a nape of the neck ponytail with a copper colored hair tie.
Auburn pants, with suspenders
Black boots,
Grease stained waist down
The end of Black Alex MackeySit 'round and I'll tell ye a tale that tells of a knife.The end of Black Alex Mackey5 years ago in Horror More Like This
Now I know what you're thinking, "a tale that tells of a knife, is not a tale that's worth the telling!" and you'd be right, if this were an ordinary knife. This was the knife of Black Alex Mackey, the greatest pirate e'er to sail the eight skies and seven seas. The man who held the air nhostage and plundered the waters themselves.
Legends say the knife was cursed with a terrible hex by that which he had taken the blade from.
For the blade was the jagged saw tooth of Mixash 'imself the biggest, fiercest sky shark the world has ever laid eyes on nor ever will.
Mixash was a terror al
A Tale of Ancient Man Part OneA Tale of Ancient ManA Tale of Ancient Man Part One5 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part One
By Paavo Longshanks
Thorsson stood in the center of a limestone cave, his right hand stained red and green with paints made from crushed rocks and plants. He held a brush of wild horsehair as he stood, deep in thought, staring at the wall. He had begun a mural depicting a hunt, with herds of bison and woolly mammoth moving like streams across the wall. In the foreground stood the images of several muscular warriors, long braided hair hanging loosely, waiting patiently behind an outcropping of rocks, viewing the gigantic beasts, spears and arrows at the ready, at the sublime and religious moment of the hunt in
Tupac Elegy"Tupac, Noble Serpent of Brooklyn"Tupac Elegy8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Within the Brooklyn residency
a young artist was born
who dreamed of great things.
He wanted to be
an actor
of the Shakespearean type
but from the very start
he was held down in life.
No father
did he have
to show him how to act,
No justice either
when it came to
financial problems.
Many a time in his life
did young Tupac move
eventually coming to Baltimore
where he joined
a place for inspiring actors.
There
in the Baltimore School for Arts
he thrived
and showed potential
leaving his teachers
to remember him
to remember his smile
his skills
his laughter
and energy for life.
Tota
The Blood of the AncientsPrologueThe Blood of the Ancients9 years ago in Horror More Like This
Not every vampire can trace his ancestry back to the one who was responsible for all of us, the dark ones of this world. Some believe it was Dracula who was the first of our kind. But, I know that there were ones even before he existed. I, Dante, can trace my lineage to the one who sought eternal life billions of years ago. The legend goes thusly… In the age of the Cro-Magnon Man, there was one such man that feared death and wished to gain eternal life. One night, he prayed by the fireside and was given a vision. At first, the vision troubled him. In order to receive eternal life, he would have to give over his soul to the
From Me To TupacFrom Me To Tupac11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never saw your insides
What you were all about
But then I heard your precious words
And now I have no doubt
They say that you were violent
A man without a cause
I guess they never really knew
The man that had no flaws
They say your death was certain
But proof is what they lack
I don't believe a single word
I know that you'll be back
Now my friend your gone
But you'll always be a G
I hope to hear your rhymes again
In the year 2003
AsgardHe sits in his hall,Asgard3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An eyepatch over one eye,
A scar to prove his thirst for knowledge.
The honorable dead eat at his table,
He watches them absently,
His valkyries barring entry to those unwelcome.
He is the god of war,
But he hungers not for blood,
Only destruction for his foes.
His worldly knowledge,
Acquired by hanging himself,
And trading his eye,
Is lent also to magic,
As he strives to save the world.
His name inspires fear,
Crows watch his back,
He is Odin.
Valhalla belongs to Odin,
Wise and powerful god,
But she holds the hall for lesser deserving.
Love and fertility hold dear to her,
Beauty in golden locks,
Ap
Henrietta: Wing Commander There was no getting out of it this time: she was fucked three ways to Sunday, and no amount of pleading from her father was going to help. Not that he was willing to do so. Not this time around. He was tired of her, she could tell. Burnt out by her outright delinquencies and blatant disregard for the warnings of her equals and commanding officers alike. Now he was going to let her sink in the mess that she had created.Henrietta: Wing Commander4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
She chanced a sideways glance at him. He was making a point of not looking at his daughter, instead choosing to focus on a spot a few feet in front of the chair in which he sat. She felt bad, she truly did. She hadn&
Captian Amelia BeauxetoileCaptainCaptian Amelia Beauxetoile5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Amelia Beauxetoile
• Origin: Aix-en-Provence, French
• Age: 27
• Social Standing: Middle
• Goals: to better herself and her crew through piracy and information gathering
• Motto: “Live Fast, Die Young, No Regrets”
• Theme Music: Badinerie by Corelli
• Personal Appearance:
Trim and thin
Ultramarine man’s vest made of a poor quality batise with small globe-shaped amber buttons, thin buttonholes, yet with the feminine belt catch on the back. Two small working pocket on the lower half, from one of which comes a open faced pocket watch chain in great repair and prop
Rose Jones - Second in CommandSecond in CommandRose Jones - Second in Command5 years ago in Science Fiction More Like This
• Name: Rose Jones
• Origin: London, England
• Age: 38
• Social Standing: Lower Middle Class
• Goals: To keep the Kelsey flying in tip top shape and to keep it’s crew together
• Motto: “Life moves on and all we can do is move with it”
• Theme Music: Unsquare Dance by Dave Brubeck
• Personal Appearance:
Blond shoulder length hair with a slight wave, uniform length bangs cover the forehead and end just hiding the eyebrows.
Wheat colored pants under gold (gamboge) paneling loin gypsy skirt thing with gold (gamboge) suspenders.
White short-sleeved
I am EinherjarI am EinherjarI am Einherjar5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lie in wet grass looking up to the sky,
Blood rushes out and I'm going to die.
My vision is blurring, black clouds start to spin,
My enemies have won, they’ve done me in.
Rain pounds my face soothing the wound,
Shield-maidens will soon collect me and the doomed.
I am in land far away from my own.
When will my fate to my family be known?
I am Einherjar, a seat in Valhalla waits.
Soon greeted by Odin at his pearly gates.
To those I have slain Niflheim’s doors open,
And to my slain brethren the hall of the chosen.
My best friend stands above me a tear in his eye,
“I’ve died in glory dear friend
A Tale of Ancient Man, Part 2A Tale of Ancient ManA Tale of Ancient Man, Part 25 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Part Two
By Paavo Longshanks
The trees groaned and crackled in the distance. Thorsson nodded quietly to his protege, a young man named Honor. The lad was eleven years old, with a bushy mop of blond hair and a skinny body wrapped in a robe made from various pelts. His father had died the previous Spring during a bison hunt when the herd turned suddenly and unexpectedly in his direction, trampling him. Thorsson had taken the boy under his wing, realizing the importance of having a male figure to pattern himself after in his father’s absence. His mother had been gratified at the prospect of her son being raised by
The Call of an EinherjarValiant Warrior of Midgard,The Call of an Einherjar5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have been chosen,
To heed the call of a Valkyrie’s omen,
For the howls of terror are on the rise,
As the castle of Valhalla is lurked by eyes
Young warrior, listen to my call!
For Valhalla is nearing its fall,
The time of Ragnarok is fast approaching,
Loki’s troops are already encroaching
Heed my words oh valiant warrior,
For the war will storm the plains of Midgard,
Even the Gods are not safe behind the walls of Asgard,
The time of vengeance is almost at hand,
Rains of terror will surely strike Odin’s land
Oh my beloved einherjar,
You have been chosen for this sole reason,
To bri
PROTOHISTORYIN SEARCH OF A PROTOHISTORIC CIVILIZATIONPROTOHISTORY6 years ago in Open More Like This
Is it completely incomprehensible that there existed a much higher level of science and technology in antiquity and prehistory than is generally supposed? In 1998, the Learning Channel showed a mini TV series called Quest for the Lost Civilization. It held out the possibility of an advanced civilization long, long ago, which was exceptional in its understanding of astronomy, calendars, and the construction of Monoliths.
Very little remains of this possible civilization, but remarkable similarities in Egypt (pyramids), Cambodia (A
PHYSICAL CHAOSENERGY, THE MONAD, THE DIVINE, AND A CHAOTIC UNIVERSEPHYSICAL CHAOS4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
Albert Einstein (1879-1955) was the first scientist to discover the relationship between, rather than the equivalence of, mass and energy (E = m.c^2, the relationship between mass, energy, and time).
In science, energy usually is considered essentially lifeless, and life is seen as a curious accident in the midst of the cosmic accident (Big Bang) that the universe commonly is considered to be.
The idea of energy is older than its name. Even in the time of Galileo (1564-1642), scientists recognised the existence of some constant quantity involved in certain physical problems. In the late
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AtlasThey call me AtlasAtlas7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel the world's pain
Every heartache is mine
Each tear creeps down my back
The burden of billions is mine
Mine, alone to bear
Silently, I sit
Waiting
I carry the weight of the world
Upon my weary shoulders
I feel your pain
Weep for your loss
Laugh for your joy
But never does anyone cry for me
My name is Atlas.
I bear everyone's miseries
Yet, who will bear mine?
painting you in desert storms.It’s hard to imagine that I am alone on this flatpainting you in desert storms.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
land, the desert stretching out around my cotton
dressed form to illustrate the erased point I’ve
been trying to make. I’ve managed to lose my
head, my heart, my air, my sight; I’d try to find
you, but my blind eyes still can’t manage somehow.
(Oh, but I can see enough to know that you still
aren’t here. I know enough to know nothing.)
And as the wind begins to whisper, it’s
so easy to open my arms and close down
my heart, pretend that I am a tumbleweed.
I can lie so well and tell myself that this
breeze is just coming to drag me home.
(If
I Am BoromirI Am Boromir9 years ago in Typographical More Like This
I am the sun upon the dawn
the lighted beacon in the night sky
the star that shines the brightest
I am the jewel of the kingdom
I am the freedom of the land
the wildness of the mountain range
the serenity of the ocean
I am the spirit of the sky
I am the lover of peace
the silence in the air
and the quietness of the dusk
I am the flushing of your skin
I am the keeper of the city
born with sword in hand
blessed son of Gondor
I am Boromir
Sta.sh
