Death Battle: Kratos vs. StarkillerDeath Battle: Kratos vs. Starkiller in General Fiction More Like This
Master Gentleman:: We’ve tallied the votes, taken every argument under consideration, and we can safely say we can get this fight underway. So you know what that means?
White Raven: IT’S TIME FOR A DEATH BATTLE!
Sparta, (Ancient) Greece, Earth
Outside the city of Sparta, the Rogue Shadow descended into a bubbling cauldron of madness. The Rebels had gathered intel of an Imperial Fleet having discovered a backwater planet in the middle of nowhere with plentiful resources. It was already home to a civilization or two, but such facts didn’t bother the Empire. This race had only advanced to the point of bows and arrows and aqueducts, what could they possibly do to harm AT-AT Walkers?
The Rebels had decided if anyone could stop this fleet from destroying an innocent world, it would be Starkiller… who volunteered without hesitation. He had felt a grave disturbance in the Force, accompanied by visions of some thing, a black hole of the <
Death Battle: Edward Elric vs. Toph BeifongDeath Battle: Edward Elric vs. Toph Beifong in General Fiction More Like This
The Gentleman: We've taken every angle into consideration, every opinion into account, and sifted through the available information to reach the following conclusion. You have the floor, Raven.
White Raven: It's time for a Death Battle!
--- --- ---
Outskirts of Omashu, The Earth Kingdom
Three days after Toph vs Terra
That other girl could only have been only an hour in the ground when Toph received the message. Of course, being blind, she had Sokka read it for her.
Another fight. Nothing specific about her opponent, only that it was apparently a guy. Plus, the location would yet again be the rocky plains outside Omashu. She had three days to rest before the match at noon.
Well, she was nice and well rested, and couldn't have been a more excited for another chance to prove she was the best! So pumped, she even arrived ten minutes early. Toph regretted this almost immediately.
As she waited for the other combatant, the blind twelve year old killed time by manipulating her meteor b
Death Battle: Deathstroke vs. SladeDeath Battle: Deathstroke vs. Slade in General Fiction More Like This
The Gentleman: We’ve tallied the votes, taken every argument into consideration and we can now safely get things underway. White Raven, if you please.
White Raven : It’s time for a Death Battle!
Underground Industrial Lair, Jump City
This might have been one of the oddest assignments Slade Wilson – better known to the world at large as Deathstroke the Terminator – had ever taken. It involved hijacking a prototype interdimensional gateway developed by S.T.A.R. Labs to infiltrate an alternate universe… so he could literally kill himself. The target was an alternate version of himself who simply went by his first name. He wasn’t a mercenary, and he evidently lacked even the same background or modus operandi.
But they shared a name, a mask and the same archenemies in the Teen Titans.
The Cosmic Announcer’s Booth
White Raven: Hey, Gent.
The Gentleman: Hmm?
White Raven: You’re the one who hired him, didn’t yo
Top Five Episodes of BlackadderI love Blackadder. It can nestle comfortably as being one of my top five TV shows of all time, and like the four other shows on that list I can rewatch any episode of the series over and over again and not get sick of it. I have the Collector’s Edition that comes with all the specials, cast interviews, documentaries and behind the scenes trivia.Top Five Episodes of Blackadder in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The show never fails to make me laugh. Except for the first season we all like to pretend never happened, naturally.
I love the characters, I love all three main incarnations of Blackadder, and I love the writing and the settings. By God, thank you Mr. Elton and Mr. Curtis.
And so, I have been inspired to write a tribute to one of the greatest sitcoms to grace television, by writing up a countdown of my five favourite episodes of Blackadder. Here we go.
5) Ink and Incapability
Part of what I love about this episode is how it makes my literary buff giggle like a schoolgirl.
The Prince decides to becom
Death Battle: Auron vs. Father AndersonDeath Battle: Auron vs. Father Anderson in General Fiction More Like This
The Gentleman: We’ve tallied the votes, taken every argument into consideration and we can safely get things underway.
White Raven: It’s time for a Death Battle!
Abandoned, Dilapidated Church
“I finally found you, damned spirit.”
The man in the red coat, who had been resting against the wall in silent and peaceful contemplation, turned to face the sounds of the heavy footfalls that echoed throughout the church and the source of that Scottish brogue. His hand casually slipped onto the handle of his absurdly massive katana.
Auron, the Unsent spirit, stoically gave the seven foot blonde haired and bespectacled man the once over. He was unimpressed.
“Who are you?” He asked, almost bored.
The seven-foot giant of a man in the priestly attire grinned like a mad man.
“I am the blessed bayonet of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. I am His hand upon the Earth. I am harbinger of His message, meted out by steel and fire,” from his w
The Best Games of the 7th Generation: 30-26The Best Games of the 7th Generation: 30-26 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, as we settle into the eighth generation of gaming, let's look back on the last decade and raise a toast to the games that made their mark on gaming history, culture and the industry. This countdown will combine both games I argue are of utmost cultural relevance... and games that I subjectively had God knows how much fun with.
And the kicker? They're not mutually exclusive, either. Most of the time, if you keep an open and critical mind, they can both. There’s always that stigma that “art” or anything of cultural value or importance can’t be “fun.” Well, I say “Nuts to that preconception.”
Enjoy, my friends.
30) Call of Duty: Modern Warfare
Ladies and gentlemen, the game we can blame for the homogenization of mainstream gaming and the fetishization of gunmetal grey and dirt brown as the dominant visual aesthetic of the 7th generation.
But you know what’s funny? For a series that has s
Death Battle: The Dai Li vs. The EqualistsDeath Battle: The Dai Li vs. The Equalists in General Fiction More Like This
The Gentleman: We’ve tallied the votes, taken every argument into consideration, and we can now safely get things underway. Edge?
Edge: It’s time for a Death Battle!
Ba Sing Se
There was movement in the shadows. On this night, conflict was brewing on the sleeping streets of Ba Sing Se. Where most would be at home, tucked asleep, there were still two groups out and about… some were keeping watch over the city for rulebreakers, and the others were rulebreakers.
It would be a long night for this city.
The Dai Li watched, silently, at the man who had slammed the poor woman against the wall. From their point of view, it could have been anything from a mugging to domestic abuse. They weren’t inclined to care on moral grounds, one must understand, but in their pursuit of order this was a direct violation.
The man – be he mugger, husband, or worse – kicked his victim while she was down. He shouted at her, demanding why she thought she coul
Death Battle: Darth Vader vs. AmonDeath Battle: Darth Vader vs. Amon in General Fiction More Like This
The Gentleman: We’ve tallied the votes, taken every argument into consideration, and we can now safely get things underway. Ms. Peacock?
Miss Peacock: It’s time for a Death Battle!
Snowy Planes, Just Outside Republic City
Against winter’s howling winds, the masked man was the only outline of color to be seen in the wilderness. He stood, his hands clasped behind in a business, introspective and appropriately supervillain fashion. Flanked by trees and a suspiciously random assortment of similarly shaped white mounds of snow, the revolutionary known as Amon waited patiently, in silence…
The Cosmic Announcer’s Booth
The Gentleman: (fiddling about with the playlist)
Miss Peacock: What are you doing?
The Gentleman: Setting up apropos music, my dear, in five… four… three… two… one…
That was when he entered the clearing, from the other end. Where Amon was the only outline of co
Spec Ops: Over The Line and Down We GoSpec Ops: Over The Line and Down We Go in Reviews & Guides More Like This
This is going to be a short review, and I mean short.
For those with their ear to the ground in gaming, it’s likely you’ve heard of Spec Ops: The Line. It was 2012’s critical darling, beloved even by everyone’s favourite video game critic misanthrope, Yahtzee Croshaw. You might even remember that I named it as my favourite game of the year.
I remember when I first played it... I felt shocked to the bone, like I had been sucker punched, knocked into unconsciousness and then awoken with a bucket of ice cold water. It was a haunting, mesmerizing experience, and by God could I go over every detail of its narrative all day... but that would be spoiling, and this is a game that needs to be experienced in order to truly convey properly what sort of beast we're dealing with here.
I’m writing this review so I can have one horror game to add to my Halloween review quota. Make no mistake, this is a horror game. It’s a horror game in
Phan's Phavourites: 12 Angry MenPhan's Phavourites: 12 Angry Men in Reviews & Guides More Like This
One could be forgiven for coming to the conclusion the Internet is something of a hotbed of negativity.
Nerds, geeks and fanboys (or fangirls, let's not discriminate) of disdainful predisposition - revelling in the lack of self-restraint provided by the safety of anonymity - have moulded forum threads and message boards, or even the comments section of any given review or critique into hostile landscapes where reason, respect and basic human decency suffocate under the thick smog of vitriol. This then spills over into damn near everything else, where the surly and miserable take out their cynicism and bitterness on the simplest and inoffensive of opinions (i.e. "This movie/game/anime/book I just saw/played/read was a lot of fun!")
To put it simply, you can't just like anything on the Internet, not unless - and isn't this wonderful logic - you're willing to endure a Sisyphean level of harassment, abuse and bullying. It's absurd. They have no right to attack you as a person if you
Twilight series Breaking DawnBreaking Dawn a.k.a. Epic Fail a rant on the Book 4 of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight 'Saga' Twilight series Breaking Dawn in Reviews & Guides More Like This
A while ago I managed to find a copy of Stephenie Meyer's Breaking Dawn(BD) in the public library. Since there was no third book of the series, Eclipse in sight; I had to make do and borrow Breaking Dawn first even though I still haven't read the third book.
Frankly, I had only watched the Twilight movie last year, then recently I had read New Moon from beginning to the end, and now I'm reading Breaking Dawn, the order of it doesn't sound quite right since I jump the third book, still I had read a few reviews on Eclipse so I'm confident that I know what the plotline was about so I had no worry following the plot of BD. Plus, since I'm not going to waste my money to even order a copy of Eclipse or Twilight from the library (you got to pay a small fee for your order when using the library's service), I would have to wait to finish all of the four books
Again I struggle
10 problems I have with The Hunger Game trilogy10 problems I have with The Hunger Games trilogy, a rant10 problems I have with The Hunger Game trilogy in Reviews & Guides More Like This
I'd read all three books, there're things I like and things I don't like in The Hunger Games trilogy. This time I'll focus on the things I found disappointing in the trilogy.
Let's get down to business and state the problems!
At first she's okay, in book 1 she's quite a solid and reliable character, she has her flaws but well, no one is perfect and I accepted it. However, as the story goes further she becomes increasingly difficult for me to sympathize with. Instead of growing from a girl who merely wants to survive to something more than just this, from book 1 to book 3 her character growth is, pitiful at best.
It annoys me that she seems to feel no guilt toward Peeta before, during and after she used him in the Games--alright maybe she'd feel guilty for a mere second now and then but hardly acts upon it, not until Catching Fire. In book 2 and 3, I hoped again and again that Katniss would become less sel
Twilight series book one rantTwilight, or should I say 'Dull Light', or 'City of Twilight'? A rant on Twilight, the first book of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight 'Saga'Twilight series book one rant in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello everyone, a few days ago I discovered a translated version of Twilight in the public library, even though I'd like to read the English version (It wouldn't be bad to get some LOLs from SMeyer's English writing) but...a lot of people seem to be still ordering and queuing for the book, so I have to make do with the translated one.
First thing, bear in mind that I don't mean to say it's bad for people to enjoy Twilight, but I wrote the rant in hope that more people would be aware of how bad the books were written and what kind of wrong/misleading messages it might be sending to their readers. Last but not less, I want everyone to have a good heart-felt laugher by the time they finish reading the following rant.
PS: The title of the book was changed from Twilight into something like City of Twilight, yes it's
Eclipse novella ReviewReview: The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner by Stephenie MeyerEclipse novella Review in Reviews & Guides More Like This
The background of the story:
In Eclipse, book 3 of the Twilight saga series, the 'bad' vampire Victoria wanted to build an army of vampire newborns in order to get even with Bella and the Cullens. To achieve her goal, she created a sidekick called Riley and put him in charge of training/controlling the newborns she had made. The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner deals with what is going on with those newly created, confused and blood thirty newborn vampires, and focuses on one of the newborns, a young girl called Bree Tanner.
PS: In this review the word 'vampire' is being used very loosely, not that I actually acknowledge sparkling disco balls really deserve to be called vampires anyway.
The Story itself:
The story is told from Bree Tanner's perspective, and focused on the last few days of her 'second life', Bree had to depend on her new vampiric convent/group for survival even though she felt no co
my anti Twilight pairing O_OJacob/Leah (from Twilight) plotline according to vampirekikimy anti Twilight pairing O_O in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
For some reason I like the idea of Jacob and Leah,the two Indian werewolves characters from the Twilight series to be together as a couple, since Jacob/Leah never happened in the original story, so I toyed with all the could-have-been and here's what Jaocb/Leah should look like, my plot followed the original novels closely, but the annoying 'vampires' and the even more annoying 'heroine' Bella were not the focus of the story:
Jacob Black: a werewolf shapeshifter who unluckily chose to waste most of his time fancying Bella Swan, who at first treated him like dirt and then leading him on selfishly. He was second in command in Sam's werewolves pack before he separated himself from the pack together with Leah and Seth. By most parts Jacob was a likeable teenager in Twilight and New Moon, until SMeyer turned him into a rapist-in-training in Eclipse and a pedophile in Breaking Dawn.
Twilight series New Moon rantNew Moon, freaking New Moon--A Rant on Book Two of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight 'Saga'Twilight series New Moon rant in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello ladies and gentlemen! Time for ranting on Stephenie Meyer's (SMeyer for short) 'novel' has arrived! This time it's New Moon, the book 2 of her so-called Twilight 'saga'.
I discovered a copy of New Moon(NM) in the children/teenagers section of public library. So in order to make the most out of public resource, I borrowed it and read I had struggled my way through the whole thing, now there's some opinion I would like to share (not all of them are bad remarks though):
*slight plot-spoiler warning*
1. What is this book doing in the teenager corner of the library? It's not material suits for teenagers, plain and simple. It contents unhealthy relationship, a girl who obviously HAD NO LIFE outside of her boyfriend and lot of suicidal attempts after the said boyfriend dumped her! That would totally screwed up their concept on love and relationship damn it!
Twilight series Eclipse rantIs it an eclipse, or is it a new moon? Make up your mind! A rant on Eclipse, the third book of Stephenie Meyer's Twilight 'Saga'Twilight series Eclipse rant in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Finally, I managed to find a copy of Eclipse in the library, so my foolish, self torturing courageous attempt to finish reading each of the Twilight books started again. Anti-Twilighters and those who are merely looking for a good laugh, I hope you'll stay with me till the end.
1. Edward talked about hunting polar bears and wolves for food when discussing going to college in Alaska. Polar bears? Wolves? Killing them for food? These are endangered species! Someone please call Green Peace or Friends of the Earth, I cannot stand those animal-killing 'vegetarian' vampires anymore *facepalms* Oh, I'd forgotten to mention those mountain lions they hunted regularly
2. When describing the personalities of the two main characters of Wuthering Heights, Bella dished up description such as"her selfishness, h
Mockingjay book review part 1The Hunger Games series book 3: Mockingjay (by Suzanne Collins), part 1 of the reviewMockingjay book review part 1 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Book's summary from amazon.com: [Against all odds, Katniss Everdeen has survived the Hunger Games twice. But now that she's made it out of the bloody arena alive, she's still not safe. The Capitol is angry. The Capitol wants revenge. Who do they think should pay for the unrest? Katniss. And what's worse, President Snow has made it clear that no one else is safe either. Not Katniss's family, not her friends, not the people of District 12.]
So here comes the final book of The Hunger Games trilogy. The first two books, the story of a girl struggled to survive in a dystopian society had showed a lot of promise, now it's time to see if the author would make the most out of those potentials.
Before I get to the actual story, I want to mention The Tank Man, an anonymous Chinese man who stood alone before a column of tanks on June 5, 1989, in Beijing, one day after the June 4 Tiananmen Square massacre,
Mockingjay book review part 2The Hunger Games series book 3: Mockingjay (by Suzanne Collins), part 2 of the reviewMockingjay book review part 2 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
*major plot spoiler warning through out*
Suddenly, I mean suddenly we are told that the fight in every Districts had already been settled, saved for the battles in District 2 and the Capitol. The rebels had already taken control of almost all of the country, oh really? I was a bit caught by surprise, especially after the author, Miss Collins had remained us for many times the Capitol is so powerful and unforgiving.
However, I could still turn a blind eye on how seemingly effortless battles had been won in that story. Because after that the story finally took a turn for the better, e.g. Finnick and Annie's wedding, Katniss's friendship with Johanna and Katniss' attempt to reach out for an armed solider from District 2 and called for a cease fire, those are the good parts of the story, at least as a reader I could emotionally related myself with Katniss and the other characters, and I
The Host Rant part 2The Host rant, Part 2The Host Rant part 2 in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Hello ladies and gentlemen, here I'm again, presenting you another rant on Stephanie Meyer's fourth novel: The Host. Now I had finished the entire novel and I want to share my point of view, so you might decide for yourselves whether you want to pick up the book or just avoid it for your own good.
Part 1 of the Stephanie Meyer's The Host Rant can be found here: (http://vampirekiki.deviantart.com/art/Stephanie-Meyer-The-Host-Rant-138292502)
I'm not going to repeat the arguments which I had already expressed in Part 1.
But before I start, allow me to tell you a few reasons why I was still reading The Host despite all the boredom and stupidity I had already recognized when I was half way through:
1. i don't criticize books that i haven't finished reading.
2. the book is easy to read, with barely any complication or subplot to catch up with; plus i don't even have to check the dictionary for most part.
3. there're a great deal of LOL materials within that so-called SF
Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.5 The Mice squeaked and scurried about in the dim light as the two women traversed through the dank passages of their usually quiet domain. Nellarose walked side by side with the flustered nymph, clutching her arm for comfort. She disliked cavy areas, being somewhat claustrophobic.Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.5 in Drama More Like This
"You doing okay there?" Gwenevere spoke for the first time since visiting the torture chamber. Nellarose nodded sheepishly. The nymph smiled. "Good."
Gwenevere looked off to her left, noticing as a zombie lumbering up the path. It emitted a low snarl, and looked up at her warily. Gwenevere gave the lost soul a friendly nod, and watched as the hellfires blazing brilliantly within the entities lifeless eyes fizzled into coal black voids.
"It's alright ancient one. I mean you no quarrels nor harm."
The creature stopped and stared at her, unsure what to make of this strange woman and her fearless reaction to his rotting flesh and terrible, rust-covered pick axe. Afte
Stealth and Witchcraft: Shattered Glyphs Cp.10 The Hammerite Cathedral was in a state of riled panic by the time Garrett had scaled the outer wall. Dawn's first heavenly blue glow was just becoming prominent over the misty world, but already, the zealots had discovered his escapades the night before. From the factory, the thief could hear blaring alarms, and loud, angry shouts. Concealed beneath the shadows of a trees summer canopy, Garrett rubbed his temples.Stealth and Witchcraft: Shattered Glyphs Cp.10 in Drama More Like This
The gold heist, had been an utter disaster.
"That's the last damn time I take Basso anywhere." He murmured.
The Master Thief silently stared downward into the desperate chaos of the courtyard below. No sign of Gwenevere out there.
Garrett had no clue where she was at that moment, and frankly, it was terrifying. The thought of her being injured or fighting for her life caused his pulse to quicken. It also stirred up very toxic memories of her late mother.
The way she had died at the mercy of her own hubris. It never ceased to bot
UNEXPECTED KINDESSGrinding emotionUNEXPECTED KINDESS in Free Verse More Like This
Pain enshrouding the heart
Lost in endless turmoil
Alone without a shield
Bitterness chewed at my will
Doubt incapacitated my body
I lay there intoxicated by frustration
All the unanswered questions
Hope hung just out of reach
I was lost for reasons
Lost for all
Until you spoke
Your tongue spoke with adamancy
Bursting through the blanketed darkness
Reaching me at long last
Granting me a second wind
All terrors were washed away
Along with my torn dreams
Into a pallet of twisted colors
That painted a new beginning
Waves of compassion
Washed over me
Cleaned my tainted heart
Filled up my empty soul
I Cannot comprehend
Can never explain
I can never describe
The value of those kind words
The unexpected joy
Brought from one good soul
Amidst a word of cruelty and strain
One light in a darkened world
Better this WayBetter this Way in Free Verse More Like This
I still remember that little child
So confused yet determined
So happy despite what they wanted
What they all expected her to become one day
I was that girl's only friend
Though they all disapproved
They said bonding with humans would make her weak
Make her attach
This would never do
She was to be giver and taker of life
How could she do this correctly
If she refused to take from the ones she loved
So they demanded that girl be left alone
But I still came to her side
The girl and I became close
Two little girls laughing, playing in the woods with cornhusk dolls
I told her once that I was sorry
For what she had to become
That choice would forever be denied for her
Then, everything changed
They came with blazing flames and brutal weapons
Crushing, burning, terror flooded our home
Causing even the very trees overhead to scream
They came for her that night
And they took her away from us
Some of us survived, and they set off to look for her
But others were forever torn from the res
Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.11HAMMERITE CATHEDRALStealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.11 in Drama More Like This
Derick Garrison wore a hardened scowl as he walked down the vacated corridors of the only home he had ever known. Abandoned by his whore mother soon after birth, the Hammerite had been left on the steps of this grand citadel--his first faded memories being the way the stained glass shone like a beacon through the cutting winds and cruel snow.
Wide, terrified eyes could barely make out the crimson hammer emblazoned upon that celestial beacon, but it filled him with warmth at its presence, regardless of the bitter chill that threatened to tear the babe from his mortal existence. Then came the iron-clad men; their strong arms plucked the baby boy from his makeshift cradle, and carried him into a world of comforting warmth.
Derick, now donned in the same iron and ruby uniform of his saviors, couldn't help but feel incredibly guilty for the choice he had made. No doubt the High Priest would have him tortured or
Lost NymphDeep within the Pagan Wood, a figure looms amongst the darkness.Lost Nymph in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Illuminated by wisps and moonlight, the gnarled fingers of an ancient creature intertwine around rotten fibers.
Her hair is a long, tangled mess of red locks and dead leaves. Her eyes have long ago relinquished their luster and light. Once jovial and innocent, she is now placid and distant.
Long, sickly green nails clench and claw at the faded black, desperate to regain the lost sensation of warmth and smokey essence this scrap of cloth once carried.
A face fills her mind in place of the laughter and dreams it once occupied. Memories alone, are all that remains of her conscious thought.
Not even bones remain now, long turned to dust and caressed by the wind like the gentleness of a dove's feather. No face, nor flesh. Just scraps of leather that wear and fall apart within her trembling grasp.
Through the moonlight, she is being watched. A rusted spherical object stares at her through dead metal. It sits across from her, in
Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.13 Sandris awoke with a groan, her vision hazy and stilted, accompanied by a deep throbbing at the back of her head. She was puzzled. The Enforcer specifically remembered being in the Hammerite courtyard when last her eyes observed the waking world. She groaned again.Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.13 in Drama More Like This
Why was she here?!
Eyes still focusing, the young woman began to observe her surroundings. She was sprawled atop a small bed, the sheets appearing quite clean and new. There was a heavy oak table just beside her aching head. It was empty, save for a melted down candle, it's wick struggling to maintain dying embers.
Sandris reached up and touched the back of her head. Nothing appeared damaged or bleeding, but there was a noticeable bump there. Most likely the result of her sudden fall. The Enforcer ground her teeth. That thief. Who was he, to do that to her? To spew those callous insults, then just leave her for dead?!
But perhaps what angered her most, was that he had succeeded in re
BANE OF NORMALITYNormal is perhaps one of the most imfamous of all words.BANE OF NORMALITY in Free Verse More Like This
Yet, why does society cling to it so lovingly?
Normal equals unimaginative drones, clones, and pretenders.
Normal stunts new experiences, and halts creativity outright.
She stands for everything that opposes this.
She is free raw imagination, running through the veins of an artist.
Seeping parts of herself out onto paper like burning starlight.
See her in my words,
Allow her to set you free.
Stealth and Witchcraft 2: New Beginnings Cp.26 Basso's laughter rang through the small apartment like gunpowder. Of all the surprises his old friend had dropped on him over the years, this was by far the most unexpected. Yet strangely, the one that brought him the most relief.Stealth and Witchcraft 2: New Beginnings Cp.26 in Drama More Like This
"What?! Mind running that one by me again Garrett?" The thief sighed out of annoyance.
"I told you. When I replanted her, I accidentally planted the three seeds as well."
"Huh. So no direct deposit into the First Bank of Gwennie then? Garrett, I'm surprised at you." The boxman teased. Garrett was far from amused. "Eh, we'll get there soon enough. But seriously, I never thought you'd go that far with her mate. I'm glad ta see you actin' normal fer a change. Way ta go!"
"So, you think Sophie's gonna freak?" The thief decided to change the subject.
"Tch, you kidding?! She'll go nuts! Between you and me, lil' sis has always wanted a kid of her own."
"Figured as much." Garrett shook his head.
"Yeah, well...Not to change the subject, but I recently re
Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.14 With a reluctant groan, Garrett exited the guest room, leaving Gwenevere to claim a much-needed nap. He found Sophie half asleep in the armchair, and Woksworth nowhere in sight. Giving the older woman little more than a scowl, the thief ventured across the carpet and into the kitchen for a drink.Stealth and Witchcraft 2: Shattered Glyphs Cp.14 in Drama More Like This
He froze upon hearing Sophie's distanced voice. Rather stiffly, he turned to face her. Sophie watched him, unsure what he was thinking or feeling in that moment. The fading twilight danced upon her greying brunette locks and shaded the remorse upon her gentle face.
"I'm...I'm sorry. For what I said back there." She whispered.
Garrett's stiffened lips did not part, nor did his facial features shift in any way that would display the surprise such an apology had warranted. Sophie had always been firm in both her beliefs and intentions. She was not the sort to ask forgiveness, nor go back on her words.
This, was unexpected indeed.
"I've just bee
Only HumanOnly HumanOnly Human in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hey! Will you look at my photo?
You will see the shine in my eyes.
Look deep inside and you will know,
That I care about you till I die.
Although I don't know why.
After all you put me through,
It is true,
I am only human.
Hey! Will you lean over and kiss my cheek?
You will make the smile I need to wear.
Look into my eyes, you will see
It is true how much I care.
Even when you are not there.
After all you put me through,
It is true,
I am only human.
SilenceSilenceSilence in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Many times in this life
I have learned
Silence often has a voice
Louder than those I have heard
Although it may not speak at all
Its meaning to me is clear
Wordless denial, cool as the snow that falls,
From someone I would hold near
Well! Experience steels my heart
Against those who would act so cool
In the end, when they need a friend,
"Do unto others" will be the rule.
Les MenesLes MenesLes Menes in Free Verse More Like This
La Cafe' Asienne
Autour de moi, les visages montrent
La profondeur de la vie
La profondeur du flux
Par rapport a ma mer
Ils sont les menes, mais je suis balene
Ils n'osent pas entrer mon ocean
Le sol de ma mer est sombre
Mais il y a des creatures de lumiere
Pourles repondres vous devez plonger
Ils ne savent pas jamais qui nagent a la surface
The faces around me show the depth of their lives
The depth of the stream compared to my sea
They are minnows and I am the whale
They dare not to enter my ocean
The floor of my sea is dark
But there are creatures bearing light
To meet them you must dive deep
They never know, who swim on the surface
More Than My JewelsMore Than My JewelsMore Than My Jewels in Free Verse More Like This
Women want jewelry and fine clothes,
To make them feel proud.
They want others' attention on them,
Whenever they move around.
Beneath these desires, one passion still waits
To be satisfied.
Whether someone will satisfy it or not,
Brings different tears to their eyes.
What is the passion I speak about?
When a man satisfies it, she weeps tears of joy;
When he refuses her, she weeps from sorrow.
But my lover satisfies me every time,
And great ecstasy will always follow.
So I cry to Heaven above
"He is worth more than my jewels."
9th of October9th of October9th of October in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Storm Continued
Yesterday's storm carried on today;
What the 'others' call a storm_anyway.
For me, 't was Nature's will--and glory.
I never care what the 'others' say.
Their tears and their ravings are louder;
Their wind and their voices are bolder;
But they still tell the same old story.
When Nature is warm, their minds are colder.
Again, I sat in my room;
I opened my French window to the rain.
Some fell onto my balcony.
But I still cannot complain.
We live with Nature, so at least
We should co-exist with bird and beast.
Ye my words may come too late..
Some men try to be King of Beasts;
Others simply imitate.
Au ReposAu ReposAu Repos in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Memoirs of a Mad Poet Vol. III
In this world, nothing charms
Better than a fair form in repose
Safely away from all threat of harm;
Slender arms pull me close.
I let them pull;my heart beats fast
The presentis fixed; the future is sure.
She forgets every thing about her past.
Dans ce monde, rien charmes
Mieux qu'un belle forme au repos
En toute sécurité loin de toute menace de dommage
Minces bras me fermer
Je les laisser tirer;mon cur bat vite
Le présent fixe; l'avenir est bien sûr.
Elle oublie tout de son passé.
C'est Ma VieC'est Ma VieC'est Ma Vie in Free Verse More Like This
"C'est la vie!
Who knows? who cares for me?"
-Emerson,Lake and Palmer
L'amour est la vie.
Pour moi; c'est vrai.
Mais pour toi--c'est vrai aussi ou n'est-ce pas?
Pourque je t'aime
Bien qe tu ne m'aime pas
I have withheld my tears
Since my boyhood, they tried to lie
"Big boys don't cry."
But shedding tears is human and a release of sorrow
I stifled them to wait for the morrow
I cannot lie.
Big boys cry.
A soul slain by misguided words will die.
Mine lives on,
In hope that you will return to me.
C'est ma vie.
This Man is an IslandThis Man is an IslandThis Man is an Island in Free Verse More Like This
Sources: 1. I am a Rock, by Paul Simon
2. An old song
Floating tranquilly in the sea
That we call Humanity
I could call me uncharted
Those who have been to me
Flag the next ship and sail home
Or wait for someone to rescue
The storms ships face at sea
Happen on my shore
But nothing happens without a cause
And every action elicits an equal reaction
What will befall a silent shore
Until someone sets foot on it?
The Sun shines and feeds the plants
The light illuminates the view for birds
Someone wanders over and docks his boat
After a while he waits for a ship
I am an island
I stand alone
1.The theory of Cause and Effect [Buddhist science]
2.Einstein's theory of Action and Reaction
3. Sunlight transforms to chlorophyll in the leaves
Tea and Magic MushroomsTea and Magic MushroomsTea and Magic Mushrooms in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Memoirs of a Mad Poet Vol.III
From Lewis Carroll's "Alice in Wonderland"
Influence: "White Rabbit" by Jefferson Airplane.
So long have I sat in this dirty field
Beside a doubtfully empty pot of tea
"Take more," a mousy character said, dumbly
I said, "I have had nothing yet, you see?"
"Well,you can always have more than nothing!"
[Aye, 't is true!
Everyone of us addled minds and afflicted souls
Get more than we had hoped for.]
I retired to my room
I opened my wine
I munched a magic mushroom
Together, they made my head grow
They gave me a stable mind
"Take as much as you want.
But when it makes you feel sick,
Just vomit it all out
Cry, Baby, CryCry, Baby, Cry!Cry, Baby, Cry in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
She has gone away to cry unseen. But I know.
Aw! You say you lost so much...
Your eyes must be blinded by your tears
You cannot hear a word you say..
Your tears are stuffing up your ears
Well! I was there all of the time,
With a hanky to dry your eyes.
Cry, baby, cry!
I'll wipe them all dry.
Aw! You turned your back at last..
One day I may turn mine.
Then you will no longer see me in my room,
Sobbing softly into my glass of wine.
Well! I was there all of the time,
With a hanky to dry your eyes.
Cry, baby, cry!
I'll wipe them all dry.
MK2011 DLC: HellboyMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Hellboy in Profiles More Like This
"Hellboy", a demon, an paranormal investigator and also the unwilling Harbinger of the Apocalypse, Anung Un Rama. He works for the Bureau for Paranormal Research and Defense, also known as the B.P.R.D. with his friends and partners Liz Sherman and Abe Sapien. Using his abilites, he investigates and solves supernatural cases. He then was sent to a remote area in Japan to investigate a stone shrine, said to be one for a god nicknamed called "The Protector Of Earthrealm". Then reading a chant, he was transported into a different realm where fighting is a way of life and good and evil were fighting in a battle called "Mortal Kombat". Hellboy, after encountering the Protector Of Earthrealm himself, Raiden, he knew who's side he had to fight on.
His normal/"Hellboy (Movie)" appearance.
His normal appearance, but wears a torn up black t-shirt and with his horns grown out with his flaming crown.
MK2011 DLC: The PlagueMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: The Plague in Profiles More Like This
From: Hobo With A Shotgun
The Plague, a duo of killers said to be demons, it is unknown where they come from, all that is know is that they're more feared than any of killers ever. After one of the Plague, Grinder, was killed while on a job involving a hobo with a shotgun in Canada, the last remaining member of the Plague, RIP, was forced to work by himself, waiting to be summoned. That time came when Shao Khan's armies invaded Earthrealm as a unknown party requested RIP to kill Shao Khan, with the order to kill anyone who gets in his way. Now with his former partner's weapons along with his, RIP is ready to show why he's called The Plague.
RIP's "Hobo With A Shotgun" appearance, only more detailed and has a couple rope nooses around his waist.
Forward Throw: The Plague grabs the opponent by the neck with one hand and slashes their chest with his giant blade three times before throwing them
MK2011 DLC: ConanMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Conan in Profiles More Like This
From: Conan The Barbarian
Conan The Cimmerian, one of the most iconic and feared Barbarians of all time. Hailing from the "Hyborian Age", the age of fire and steel, he is known for his wide array of abilities such as being a thief, commander, tactician and strategist, as well as a born leader. While protecting his land of Aquilonia, he suddenly was transported to the realm of Outworld, where he first hand witness the carnage and horror done by Shao Khan's army. Seeing this as his first step to returning home, Conan now will do what he does best in Mortal Kombat, fight.
His book cover appearance. Smoldering blue eyes and a black square-cut mane haircut. hairy chest and, only wears a loincloth along with steel wrist and knee guards (Look at the cover of the 2007 "Conan" game for example.), has a shield on his back and his trademark sword in hand.
His "Conan The Barbarian (2011 Film)" appearance. Same weapons
MK2011 DLC: Ash WilliamsMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Ash Williams in Profiles More Like This
From: Evil Dead series
Ash Williams is the chosen one, the one to defeat the demonic forces of the Necronomicon Ex Mortis, roughly translated, "Book Of The Dead". After saving the day once again, Ash, through a wrongly chanted spell, was transported into our universe and forced to fight for the fate of the realms in Mortal Kombat. Seeing himself stuck in the universe, he seeks those who would understand the book, so he could get back home. That and check out the beautiful women of the universe, who put up more than a fight than he expected.
His "Evil Dead 2/Army Of Darkness comic" appearance.
His "Army Of Darkness Movie" appearance (Without the metal hand, with the chainsaw for his hand)
Forward Throw: Ash takes his chainsaw and impales the opponent through their stomach, lifting them in the air before firing his boomstick into their stomach, making them fall off of it.
Backwards Throw: Ash twirls the
Twisted Metal: Jailbreak- Levels and SoundtrackTwisted Metal: JailbreakTwisted Metal: Jailbreak- Levels and Soundtrack in Profiles More Like This
1. Lucio Industral Park- The local Industrial Park, this is where the first battle of Calypso's contest begins, filled with so many levels of machinery and news helicopter's trying to film the events of the contest, just be careful not to fall into the molten metal, or you'll be the one smelted! Try to find the secret to unlocking Mr. Slam! (You face five drivers here.)
2. Highway 66(6)- This huge winding highway leads into Lucio City, filled with various roads and innocents just trying to get to work without being killed! The big set piece is the sprawling intersections and ramps, where if the right weapon is used, the ramps go bye-bye and the biggest pileup happens! (You face seven drivers here)
3. Lucio Suburbia Housing- The more clam and quiet part of Lucio City, that changes when Twisted Metal comes to visit! Many houses, both completed and not completed, can and will be destroyed! Don't think the houses are the only ones not safe as both the local
MK2011 DLC: The PunisherMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: The Punisher in Profiles More Like This
From: Marvel Universe
When mobsters slew his family, former high ranking Marine Frank Castle vowed to spend the rest of his life avenging them. Equipped with state-of-the-art weapons, he now wages a one-man war against crime as the Punisher. While on the prowl of gangs in his home of New York City, Shao Khan's armies invaded Earthrealm, taking many of the souls. Castle's soul was spared and seeing how the Outworld forces kill and conquer, he was prepared to fight, even know he never went against anything like them, but that won't stop him from doing what he does best. As Outworld and Shao Khan will soon learn about the Punisher, with him, it's not revenge, it's punishment.
His normal "Marvel: MAX/Tim Bradford" appearance, only more detailed. Wears his trenchcoat, his bulletproof Kevlar vest, boots, various gun holsters, etc. Bares a resemblance to both Thomas Jane.
His "Grand Nixon Island Assault" Ju
MK2011 DLC: Jason VoorheesMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Jason Voorhees in Profiles More Like This
From: Friday The 13th Series
A undead serial killer from Earthrealm, Jason Voorhees kills anyone who ventures into his home of Crystal Lake since 1980, racking up a body count of over 150, one which is still rising and never gonna stop. When a pillar of flames engulfed him before sending him into the Netherrealm. He was confronted by spirit of his psychotic mother, Pamela Voorhees. She told him that in order to get back to their realm, he'd have to fight in a tournament and win for a emperor, Shao Khan. Always doing what his mother says, Jason accepted and now is fighting for Outworld. What he doesn't know was that it was really Quan-Chi in the form of his mother, tricking him as part of his and Shinnok's plan.
His "Friday The 13th (2009 remake)" appearance.
His "Friday The 13th Part VII: The New Blood" appearance.
Forward Throw: Jason grabs takes out barbed wire and wraps it around the oppo
MK2011 DLC: HavikMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Havik in Profiles More Like This
From: Mortal Kombat: Deception
Hailing from Chaosrealm, Havik is a Cleric of Chaos. Neither good nor evil, his only goal in life are only to spread discord and chaos. If anyone can help his purpose in life, he will ally himself with them, no matter their goals. Opposing anyone who rules by order and only wishes for chaos to reign, he encountered the Wrath Noob Saibot in the Netherrealm. In return for his services for help Noob take over the Netherrealm, Noob will allow mayhem and discord to run about under his rule which pleases Havik. But seeing that in case his plan might fail, Havik has many backup plans, no matter the outcome, so his dreams of anarchy will happen.
His "Mortal Kombat: Deception" primary appearance, only much more detailed and a more skull-like face.
His "MK: Deception" alternative costume, only more detailed and ragged up.
Forward Throw: Havik grabs the opponent by their arms and
MK2011 DLC: RorschachMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Rorschach in Profiles More Like This
Wearing the inkblot mask he considers his true face, Rorschach had been one of the members of the former Crimebusters, but continues his one-man battle against crime long after costumed vigilantes become both detested and illegal. After he was apparently killed for figuring out a major plot that would change the world by Dr. Manhattan, he turned out to have been transported into a newer universe, one that suited his methods of justice. When he heard of Shang Tsung's Mortal Kombat Tournament, he entered, making sure the last thing those who do evil would witness before death would be his face.
His "Watchmen Movie/Comic" appearance.
His prison uniform appearance, unmasked to show his face. (Jackie Earle Haley's face to be exact.)
Forward Throw: Rorschach grabs the opponent's left hand, breaking it's fingers before picking up and throwing them away from him in front of him.
MK2011 DLC: JarekMortal Kombat 2011 DLC FightersMK2011 DLC: Jarek in Profiles More Like This
From: Mortal Kombat 4
A weapons dealer born and raised in Georgia, Jarek took a rational and passive approach to his dealings. But he is still one not to be messed with as he was known to slice off the thumbs of those who betray him with his trademark hatchet. After becoming major business partners with Kano, at this point has become the largest weapons dealer in Australia, both formed the Black Dragon, with Jarek working behind the scenes while Kano was their demented poster child. But then the invasion of Earthrealm by Shao Khan's army happened. Many of the Black Dragon were killed, but Jarek and those remaining still kept fighting. But when he saw Kano working with the invading forces, Jarek was angered. Enough to go alone and start hunting down his former partner.
Wears a sleeveless black shirt under a sleeveless red/yellow/orange/black flannel shirt over the shirt, black jeans and brown boots. Black short scruffy hair and
Le ParasiteEt me voilà dans une salle d’attente d’un hôpital. Une salle typique à toutes les autres, lugubre, sinistre, remplie de véritables malades, d’éclopés, de handicapés. Je me sens comme un imposteur parmi tous ces gens. J’ai tous mes membres; aucune blessure visible. Je ne tousse pas, ne renifle pas.Le Parasite in Short Stories More Like This
Pourtant, j’ai un problème, tout un problème. Cela a pris en charge mon existence, contrôle mes décisions. Il faut que ça cesse, je n’en peux plus. Et dire qu’il n’y a pas si longtemps, tout allait bien. Je travaille comme concepteur de jeux vidéos. Ma grande créativité a bâti ma carrière. Ma joie de vivre et mon intelligence ont développé ma vie sociale. Maintenant, j’ai perdu tout cela en peu de temps.
D’ailleurs, le temps est très long ici. Je ne suis pas un cas urgent. Malgré tout, on finit par m’appeler. Je devrais
GPS ou Guide de la Pensee SocialeGPS ou Guide de la Pensée SocialeGPS ou Guide de la Pensee Sociale in Short Stories More Like This
Nous sommes dans une époque merveilleuse. L’époque où l’on peut acquérir un GPS. Non celui de l’automobile, mais bien celui de l’individu. Finis les mauvais choix, finis les doutes. Un satellite prendra les décisions pour moi. Si au cours de ma route, je dois faire un détour, mon GPS recalculera pour moi.
En plus, il y a d’intéressantes options. On peut choisir la voix d’après notre langue et culture bien à chacun. Bill O’Reilly pour les Américains, Don Cherry pour le Canada anglais, Pierre Rousselin pour la France et pour nous, les Québécois, Richard Martineau. J’adore l'entendre me dicter comment penser.
Maintenant, j’ai l’assurance que je vais agir le mieux possible grâce à mon GPS. Par exemple, hier, j’étais en auto. Je voyais des jeunes qui manifestaient. Je demandais à mon GPS si je devais les join
Du pain et des jeuxTout va bien madame la Marquise,Du pain et des jeux in Free Verse More Like This
Tant que vous nous donnez du pain et des jeux.
Qu'importe que l'empire nous ait dans son emprise
Pourvu que j'aie mon pain et mes jeux
Ça sent la révolte chez les esclaves?
Donnez-leur du pain et des jeux
Et tout ira pour le mieux
Des gens dans la rue,
Des guerres qui se perpétuent
Des miliciens qui font de l'abus
Rien à foutre!
Car j'ai mon pain et mes jeux.
Du pain et des jeux
Du pain et des jeux
Oui, tout ce que je veux
C'est du pain et des jeux!
Le fantomeDans les parages traîne un fantômeLe fantome in Free Verse More Like This
La mort suivant son passage
Il transmet subtilement ses symptômes
Nous unissant tous sur son sillage
Partout, il y a de la brume.
Partout, il y a de l'amertume.
Toujours, il y a de la pluie
Toujours, il y a de l'ennui
Tout a changé, rien n'est pareil :
Le beau est rendu gris
Les enfants ont vieilli
Le vivant est livré à l'inertie
Chaque année, il est là
Chaque année, il revient
Chaque année, il m'éteint.
Je t'ai reconnu, Novembre.
Les trous noirsDes soleils assourdissantsLes trous noirs in Free Verse More Like This
Envahissent subitement mon univers
De violentes tempêtes solaires
Bouleversent mes océans
Vents, raz-de-marée et tonnerres
Mon monde est vacillant.
De la désolation nait un mouvement
Du néant vient la consolation
De bienveillants trous noirs
Aspirent mon chaos vivement
Le vide est là
Le vide sacré
Le vide qui crée.
Je vous aime bienveillants trous noirs.
Vos tetes feront pop!Vos têtes feront Pop!Vos tetes feront pop! in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Feat. Nicky Minable, Rihanoune, Justin Bébête, Lady Gougoune, Pitboule et Wrong Direction.
C'est moi le rythme hypnotisant qui vous invite
C'est moi la mélodie qui jamais ne vous quitte
Vous n'avez pas le choix, je suis partout
Télé, radio, Talk-show, feuille de chou
Vous devez m'aimer, je l'exige
Les majors font la loi, quel prestige!
Et après ce refrain
Vos têtes feront pop!
De ma verve qui manque de nuance
Eh eh eh
Quoi de mieux que d'utiliser la redondance
Baby Baby Baby
Je préfère vous inviter à ma danse
Oh oh oh
Que de bien utiliser mon influence
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah!
Vous devez m'aimer, je l'exige
Les majors font la loi, quel prestige!
Et après ce refrain
Vos têtes feront pop!
Et dire que j'aurais pu être créatif
Pourquoi réinventer la roue
Vaut mieux être compétitif
Qu'être dans la rue et chétif
Detective Trask: Episode 2- Le criDétective Trask Épisode 2 Le criDetective Trask: Episode 2- Le cri in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Détective Allan Trask roulait tranquillement sur l'avenue Grande-Côte. Il se dirigeait vers la ville de Rosemère, dans le quartier huppé en particulier. Ce quartier était réputé pour avoir comme résidents de grands noms, tels que la famille Mathers et Céline Dion. Mais il ne s'y dirigeait pas pour des raisons touristiques. Il s'y rendait pour visiter la résidence des prospères Castonguay. Le détective profita de la lente conduite pour réfléchir de sa première rencontre avec sa cliente. Il pensa à l'enquête policière bâclée. Il réfléchissait au présumé suicide de M. Castonguay, lui qui n'était pas du tout dépressif. En ayant vu l'état de Mme Castonguay, il s'était dit qu'il devait l'aider, même si c'était pour lui donner le même résultat que les autorités.
Quoique le d
Detective Trask: Episode 1- Le commencementC'était une journée qu'une personne ordinaire aurait présumée tranquille, ce qui n'était pas le cas du détective Allan Trask. Même s'il n'y avait eu personne de l'avant-midi et qu'il pleuvait à boire debout, il savait que quelque chose d'important allait arriver. Il faut expliquer que le détective Allan Trask est quelqu'un à part des autres.Detective Trask: Episode 1- Le commencement in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Allan Trask a un don. Un don hors du commun. Cela avait commencé par un sens de l'empathie très développé. Ce sens se transforma en don extra-sensoriel. Il était capable de non seulement ressentir l'émotion des gens, mais aussi voir leur passé seulement en les touchant. Un peu plus tard, ce don s'est transposé vers les objets, et finalement les lieux. Même son apparence est différente des autres. Complètement chauve, les yeux noirs, petit et frêle; tout cela lui donne une étrange aura. Mais la peur qu'une personne aurait en sa pré
Mon amour, mon amante, ma compliceMélanie,Mon amour, mon amante, ma complice in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Mon amour, mon amante, ma complice
Lors de notre premier baiser
Nos esprits se sentaient danser
Sur un nuage, se faisaient nos mamours
Nous souhaitions que cela dure toujours
Et puis, il y eut la sublime union de nos corps
Chaque jour, nous en demandions encore
De ton corps nu, j'avais la bouche béante
En me délectant de tes courbes élégantes
Aujourd'hui, nous sommes encore plus hauts
Plus grands, plus vrais, plus beaux
Là où je ne vois plus d'abysse
Mais une relation créatrice
Car tu es mon amour, mon amante et mon éternelle complice
Detective Trask: Episode 3 - RDétective Trask Épisode 3 « R »Detective Trask: Episode 3 - R in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Le détective Trask était par terre, complètement déboussolé. Il ployait sous le poids de la vision la plus intense qu'il n'ait jamais vécue : la mort d'un homme, forcé de se suicider par le pouvoir d'un esprit. Ce à quoi il venait d'assister lui fit comprendre qu'il n'était plus le seul à posséder des dons extra-sensoriels. Il aurait dû être excité. Ce fut le contraire. Avoir vu le mal que l'on pouvait faire avec de tels dons, fit que cela le dégoûta même qu'ils puissent exister. Et puis, il se ressaisissait et comprenait qu'il devait aider cette femme qui était vraisemblablement menacée elle aussi.
En revenant à la réalité, il se rappela que Mme Castonguay et son domestique étaient entrés en trombe dans la pièce, car il sembla qu'il ait crié pendant la vision. Il fallait leur donner une expli
COMPTINE DES ROSES - ROSES COMPTINE(english version below)COMPTINE DES ROSES - ROSES COMPTINE in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Comptine des Roses
Tu aimais tant les roses
Et mes petits poèmes
Sur tes paupières closes
J'en ai répandu blêmes
Tu aimais tant les roses
Et les soirs apaisés
Dans les bleus tu reposes
Les bleus des bien-aimés
Tu aimais tant les roses
Mais je n'en avais pas
Dans les heures moroses
Où j'ai su ton trépas
Tu aimais tant les roses
Il y en a toujours
Viens les voir si tu l'oses
Les roses des amours
Tu aimais tant les roses
Et voici des poèmes
Pour tes métamorphoses
Jamais de chrysanthèmes
J'ai déposé des roses
Toi qui les aimais tant
Des cendres ecchymoses
Ma petite maman
Frantz, 6 avril 2012.
Roses, you loved them so
My little poems also
On your closed eyelids
Pale, I poured them
Roses, you loved them so
And the soothed evenings
In the blues you rest
The blues of the beloved
Roses, you loved them s
CHAOSChaos.CHAOS in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Je suis fils de la Nuit, royale et douce amante,
Et mes songes trop blancs saignent toutes mes strophes
Dans le silence pur qui suit les catastrophes
J'explore les trous noirs de mon âme démente.
Mais j'espère adoucir, dans la chanson clémente,
L'effroyable néant, seigneur des antistrophes,
Qui semble reconnaître, en noires apostrophes,
Mes larmes pour sa fille en qui je me lamente.
Mon esprit est nimbé du chaos primordial
Qui s'infiltre en mon cur comme un puissant cordial ;
Ivre enfin de ce vide où l'âme peut descendre
J'attends ma reine blanche au timbre froid d'onyx
Et regardant l'espoir s'évanouir en cendre,
- Je plonge dans les yeux, bleu éthéré, de Nyx.
LA DAME DES NEIGESBlottie dans la brume des hivers,LA DAME DES NEIGES in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
La dame au cur de neige agonise
Dans son il bleu coule l'univers
Profond et froid comme la banquise.
Egaré dans ces songes divers,
Où la pierre parle, où l'ombre exquise
Du néant rôde sur les nids verts,
Je me perds en sa robe de bise.
Somptueuse amie au beau bras blanc,
Viens consoler mon cur tout tremblant
De voir s'enfuir l'amour qui s'efface
Petit garçon, j'espérais souvent
Te voir venir, portée par le vent
Dans ton joli carrosse de glace.
SONNET D'UNE NUIT D'AMOURSonnet d'une nuit d'amourSONNET D'UNE NUIT D'AMOUR in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Frantz, Juin 2012.
LES AMANTS II - THE LOVERS II(English translation below)LES AMANTS II - THE LOVERS II in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
La belle me glisse
Sa langue douce et subtile
En haut de mes cuisses
Frantz, mars 2012.
My beauty slides
Her soft and subtle tongue
At the top of my thighs
Frantz, March 2012
WARPHORISME IQu'est-ce que la suspicion ?WARPHORISME I in Letters More Like This
Pour un homme, c'est flairer qu'on lui cache la vérité. Pour une femme, c'est trouver étrange qu'on la lui dise !
L'ABBE PRESENTE : CREER UN GROUPE SUR DA (I)L'ABBE PRESENTE : CREER UN GROUPE SUR DA (I) in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Vous voici sur DA, le site des artistes joyeux, et vous décidez, hop, soit de créer un groupe in petto, soit d'être recruté comme contributeur au sein d'un autre. Des gens de bonne volonté au service des artistes de bonne volonté. C'est parti pour des mois de travail ardu, dans la bonne humeur et la rigueur objective des classements artistiques. Vraiment ? Comment dit-on, déjà... ah, oui : lol.
Chapitre I : de la diversité en matière de création de groupe.
Vous avez créé votre groupe : "la-société-noire-des-ténèbres-obscures-de-lilith-la-sombre-666", ou "pour-l'inscription-du-manga-au-patrimoine-immatériel-de-l'humanité" ; ou encore "Bonjour-madame", un groupe consacré à la philosophie du bondage dans les couvents de la Beauce. Bien sûr, vous vous faites conspuer par la foule, puisque la Beauce huée, mais là n'est pas la question. Vous voici devant plusieurs choix possibles :
a) Quel medium utiliser ? Images, mots, traditionnel, digital, photos, artisanat ? Tous ?
WARPHORISME V.......WARPHORISME V in Philosophical More Like This
"On dit souvent que les yeux sont le reflet de l'âme... C'est pour ça que j'ai toujours le regard dans le vide !"
Frantz, 2 avril 2012.
IAI DO XIIIS'accrocher à ses rêves est aussi efficace que ralentir sa chute à l'aide des nuages.IAI DO XIII in Editorial More Like This
Frantz, juin 2012.
Inside the bruteHey fleaInside the brute in Free Verse More Like This
I wanted to tell the truth today
But before I could say a word
You ran away
I promised myself
Not to give in to the rage
But your careless behavior
Releases the monster out of the cage
And I don't know if you do it on purpose
If you want to hurt me in this way
I don't know who's the hunter
And who's the prey
But one day I'll control you
And keep you from escaping
Even if inside
The monster is scraping
I'll keep it caged
I don't know if you knew
But even if you're a flea
I love you
The transparent humanSubject A bought new shoesThe transparent human in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Subject B is ill
Subject C sits on a hill
While listening to blues
Subject D and E are brothers
Subject F loves subject G
Who left her for subject H
But now they're seeing others
Subject I's on holiday
Showing her bikini
Subject J says she's a meanie
For not taking her to the bay
They think they're free
But the scientists watch every motion
Writing down all of their notions
And that's all there'll ever be
Already finishedI'm sitting hereAlready finished in Free Verse More Like This
It feels like prison
The blinds seem like bars
And even if it was dark night
I wouldn't see the stars
The sky is full of clouds
But the sun is mocking me
I can't listen to my music
So hear the birds on the tree
In front of me some algorithms
Behind me other prisoners
With cell phones in their hands
On my right the yellow wall
Keeping me from the others
The teacher is raging
But nobody bothers
I wish I could go now
I'm already done
And sitting here bored
Is really no fun
I'll type this text later
Submit it online
Maybe a teacher will see
How students pass their time
The Real ZombiesZombiesThe Real Zombies in Free Verse More Like This
You neither need a necromancer
Nor a virus in the air
The zombies are around us
Some looking like you and me
Some you can easily discover
While others remain a mystery
They don't have brain on their menu
No blood on their face
They don't move like robots
They've got elegance and grace
They are controlled by something
That's what they all share
Some want you to be like them
While others don't care
The zombies I'm talking about
Have nothing to do with movies and books
The zombies I'm talking about
Are what the media has on its hooks
What the fashion says is law
And the TV's never wrong
The internet's the world
Where those zombies belong
I don't careI showed my classmatesI don't care in Free Verse More Like This
The mangas I like
The pictures I draw
The poems I write
And they say
"how come you read
About blood and torture and pain?"
They can't understand
What's wrong with my brain
Why do you like punkrock?
Why don't you drink?
What's up with this choir?
Why don't you wear pink?
I want you to know
That while you think I suck
It's nice you want to change me
But I don't give a fuck
As time goes byTomorrow seems so far awayAs time goes by in Free Verse More Like This
Yesterday was long time ago
The green grass turns into hay
And a friend becomes a foe
Next week seems so far away
Last week was long time ago
The blonde turns slowly into grey
The first wrinkles start to show
Next year seems so far away
Last year was long time ago
Watching little children play
Tomorrow they will also grow
Next life seems so far away
Last life was long time ago
Will you listen if I say
That one day you'll have to go
Let's test if my teacher is homophobic xDI missed youLet's test if my teacher is homophobic xD in Short Stories More Like This
He splashed across the parking lot, yanked open the tall glass door and, dripping wet, stepped into the airport. "I hope he didn't have to wait too long", Alfred thought as he ran through the huge halls to the gate, where he soon spotted his boyfriend. "What took you so long?" Arthur hissed, glaring at him with those gorgeous emerald eyes. "I kinda got caught up in a traffic jam on the highway...it's not my fault, I really tried to be on time! I mean, I would never leave you waiting on purpose!" "I know that, love", Arthur sighed. Alfred was confused. Did Arthur forgive him? Or was he still mad at him? Sometimes, he got a little bit confused by the Englishman's temper. Nonetheless, he wasn't going to let a stupid traffic jam ruin their reunion after being separated for 2 months because of work. "How about you help me with my luggage instead of staring in the air and daydreaming?" "Huh? Of course, babe!" "How often do I have to tell you to stop calling me mmpf!" Arthur
The SunThe first moment I saw youThe Sun in Free Verse More Like This
You stood up so tall
Your face was hiding the sun
And the moment I chose you
You held me up high
And I knew that something had just begun
Then I saw you rarely
You seemed to shrink all the time
I was able to see the sun
Every moment I saw you
You were already gone
Far away, and left me alone
The next time I saw you
You were smaller than me
The clouds were hiding the sun
You were crouching in the dirt
And this time
I had to go
Years later I saw you
My feelings had changed
For me, you were as bright as the sun
And I started to court you
And after some time
You returned into my arms again
Now we're together
And as long as you're here
I don't have a need for the sun
'cause you brighten my life
With every small kiss
And the ring on your finger says "mine"
Goodbye summerSummer's overGoodbye summer in Free Verse More Like This
School starts again
I'll wish to a clover
That I'll survive then
With those teachers
And my classmates are hell
A bunch of weird creatures
Just waiting for the bell
That tells you "you're free"
At least for some time
Until again you will flee
When the bell starts to chime
I am afraid of myselfthe loneliness is a bleeding woundI am afraid of myself in Free Verse More Like This
mutilated my body
tortured my mind
with dark ideas has become a habit
I am afraid of myself
I do not like reality
I hide in my nightmares
order to escape from life
she looks the rainshe looks the rain which falls on windowshe looks the rain in Free Verse More Like This
he looks the sunset on dunes
she is in New York in their apartment
he is in a military base in Kaboul
the distance is her pain
his return is her hope
6 months already, that he is in this country
he looks at calendar
he counts down the days
in trying to stay alive
the videos messages are insufficient
he wants to kiss tenderly her lips
she wants to caress her face
and be carried away by desire
that this war stops
my frozen heartthe winter is harshmy frozen heart in Free Verse More Like This
my hands are cold
the gloves are unnecessary
my heart is so cold
that he looks a bit like to this frozen lake
Prisoner from the Ice
he knows not breathe
he suffocates like our love
the beauty of his dreamsher eyes are bluethe beauty of his dreams in Free Verse More Like This
her hands are soft as silk
her body is a dream
the her hair color
is black like darkness
I draw every curve
of forget no details
her pretty breasts
that i want to caress
and her luscious mouth
she is beautiful
just as the sun
She poses for me
i like this girl
we are friends
and me, I want to kiss her
i want her love
She is the inspiration
of my work
a precious stone
that shines everytime
that her face smiles
a line of cocainea line of cocainea line of cocaine in Free Verse More Like This
before starting her show
she has need of narcotic
to be able to remove her clothes
on the scene
or the bank notes are agitated
like if she was a prostitute
a line of cocaine
to find the strength
of unveil her body
has this frustrated crowd
she is afraid of a overdose
but without the cocaine
she would already be dead
the Hell of a queenshe is lying on bedthe Hell of a queen in Free Verse More Like This
she has her dress in white lace
Than her servant had prepared
on the bedside table
she has afraid of the future
she does not want
that this man touches her body
she does not want to become a queen
this role is not for her
her dreams are forgotten
She does not like
this Heart full of hate
this is not possible
the door of the bedroom opens slowly
the King looks the bed
with an smile pervert
his desire is indecent
the pain invades her body
the minutes seem interminable
she has ache , it is a nightmare
she was a girl of a lost village
now, she is a queen
trapped of a power
that she has never desired
You possess meyou're so beautifulYou possess me in Free Verse More Like This
and if malefic
you're so sweet
your kiss is toxic
your hands burn my skin
each caress has poisoned my body
your venom transforms me
into something malefic
it scares me
I am destroyed inside
thy eyes red devours my soul
you possess me
I am your slave
this love is harmful
but how do
without this body
without this desire
a smell deliciousI am tied to a chaira smell delicious in Free Verse More Like This
in a place cold and wet
a strawberry smell permeates the atmosphere
it is a delicious smell
who my mind bewitches
by a aphrodisiac desire
I lost his head
I 'm in a trance
I dream of lust and of love
after a few minutes
I open my eyes
a beautiful redhead
with the soft hair as silk
is in front of me
with a butcher knife
in her left hand
This fruity fragrance numbs body
the redhead girl plows my belly
and I do not have the power
to prevent it from doing her work
a virtual lifebehind my avatara virtual life in Free Verse More Like This
I am queen of a wonderful world
I am a female warrior of a strange country
I am a werewolf
in real life
I am a girl who waits for the love
I am a girl who dreams from another life
I am a girl insignificant buried in the mass
love on the beachshe walks on the beachlove on the beach in Free Verse More Like This
A light breeze gives him a thrill
I am to her side
to overcome the cold
that comes with night
she takes me in her arms
I look at her face
she kisses me sensually
I take off her white dress
she unbuttons my pants
she lies down on the sand
we make love
This is one moment unforgettable
I love you