An Angel's Oath.Dark nights,More Like This
filled with storms, and split lips.
Headlights crashing, and anxiety attacks.
Nightmares on the eve of sleep.
Wakefulness, from pure fear.
This is what I see.
filled fearful whispers, and hidden tears.
Red lines, cut and end another life.
Leaving him in sadness,
to deal with the fear.
This is what I see.
with self image and confusion.
Worried, and terrified.
Scared to be who they want.
This is what I see.
eyes crying silent tears.
Fists and split lips,
graves, and nightmares.
To live so far away,
from those I want to protect.
To feel utterly lost,
yet angry on their behalf.
Glow ever brighter,
positive light of friendships.
Guide them to better days,
reach out and stretch.
Take hold of two hands,
I'm not useless.
Ears to provide listening.
Eyes to do the reading.
Arms to do the hugging.
Heart to do the crying.
I shall stand, raise not a hand to me.
If you dare, I
Silence."Lets hang out." She said one day, happy to have new friends, and people who were just like her.More Like This
"Okay!" They said and things were happy, they hung out, they played games, that talked and became friends.
However, the next day. It was different.
Nobody was there.
No friends to talk to.
No friends to play games with.
"Where's everyone gone?" She asked herself, and then sat on the curb.
She stared at her shadow and the grinning mouth moved, telling her some not very nice things.
"Sally is a liar, and was caught in a fib. Mindy was a bully, and gave Rhenna a black eye. Rhenna was a crybaby and decided to leave. Jhonny was a loser, and told us to get lost."
The girl was appalled, and she turned her face away not looking at her shadow. "That can't be true!" She said quietly.
"But it is." Said her shadow, as it grew longer and bigger. "Not only that, they all hate you."
The girl bit her trembling lip. "You are very mean shadow!" She said to her shadow, and the shadow only jeered.
"Eye of the
The Brave Face.Perhaps it was because of the location, or perhaps it was because the the people in the small town like outpost knew that she would sometimes come back and stand in front of the house her battered and old jungle hat keeping her face shadowed, remembering those long lost peaceful days. Either way, the door was still locked, and to Crests surprise the key was still hidden under the rock by the front step.More Like This
Needless to say, the now much older and wiser elf with the battle scars of years of fighting for the Horde was weary. She was tired, perhaps homesick for the place that had once been her's, his, and their child's. She shook the old memories from her mind and gently put the key into the lock and opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind her.
It was like stepping back through time.
Abandoned children's toys on the floor, an old pair of his boots sitting at the foot of their bed, and the loose floorboard pulled up from when she had pulled it up to gather her fathers blade
T.O.T. Chapter 22 Tribes of trolls: Chapter 22More Like This
More then just a surprise.
So this was it.The Suprise? Pacen was upstairs within a room of Eledria's home and had been given a change of clothing that she tailored herself. Standing before a tall mirror that he stood taller then it but he was looking himself over. Scratching the back of his head as he stared. He was wearing a soft material in color of a dark green. A long sleeve top attire with loops along one side of the opening that were looped over the small smoothly carved wooden buttons down a line. A collar that was flatten down just around his neck and embriodery was etched in of a pattern down along the sides of the button down shirt at the front. Some gold color pattern was around around the cuffs and along the hem of the shirt. And a matching pair of pants, the dark green seem to make his eye's pop. Tugging the bottom of the shirt to be sure it remain wrinkle free, it really did suit him well and it was simple and
T.O.T Chapter 21 Tribes of trolls: Chapter 21More Like This
So close and yet so far
Having dinner at the table Renlas had let Amatria know of Pacen had gone to sleep. He saw a dissappointed look and yet worried if he was feeling alright. As she spoke out her concerns.
"He was very quiet with me, do you think he's sick and he just isn't telling anyone?" She looked between her father and brother.
Cutting a piece of meat as Renlas spoke. "Perhaps not physically.." Picking up the portion he cut to take a bite.
"What do you mean?" Amatria asked, Kytas quietly listening before he would give any words.
"What did you two speak on? Did he tell you anything?" Renlas asked after he swallowed what he was eating.
"He did say he misses his family and friends. I did ask if he had another Renlas, he said no. He said he isn't mated. But he still seems a little lost with himself. Or am I looking into this to much?" She held an expression that looked sadden that she couldn't get him to feel better. "Or may
T.O.T. Chapter 20 Tribe of Trolls: Chapter 20More Like This
A couple of weeks have gone by and Pacen had been improving in understanding common as well as speaking it, he had been helping around with Amatria to the village daily chores. Sitting in the middle of majority of the females of the village as he was trying to figure out how to make clothing or at least help, Amatria sat along side sewing and speaking with the women and Pacen using this to listen in and try to understand the spoken words. He constantly using what he has learned time and time again to further his progression then Amatria learning Zandali. Even with him fumbling with the clothing in hand and had got himself pinched by the needle quite a few times hearing their laughter fill the air. He looked to them all with a blink and then looked to Amatria trying to figure out what is so funny?
He had an idea what but the women found Pacen to be quite easy to be around and even for a troll he's sort of cute
T.O.T. Chapter 19 Tribe of Trolls: Chapter 19More Like This
Later on that evening, Pacen had been sitting on a seat pillow on the floor as everyone was sitting around the fire. Amatria sat near Pacen on one side, Renlas sat on the other side and at the center Pacen had met their father once Renlas returned with the much older elf. He had met their father name Kytas, a high elf that looked to be in his middle age. He had long hair of silver, all of his hair loose except the sides where a long braid descended down with silver and onyx ring bands that decorated between spaces down to the end at the front of his shoulders. Reaching as far down as his hair that descended down on his back. Wearing dark green cloth robes. Pacen had learn Kytas is also the elder of this village. A leader and watcher of those here. In which case makes Amatria important if she has been raised by the village Elder. They all had been talking to one another for quite some time, leaving Pace
T.O.T. Chapter 17 Tribe of Trolls: Chapter 17More Like This
Distress and discovery
"I...I can't believe I lost him. Why him?!" Nacelia cried as she had her hands on her face, how she tried to fight the currents to get Pacen.
It kept filling her mind over and over again like a on going nightmare. They had managed to get back. The gnome mage Gimly made a portal to Darnassus but it wasn't easy. Something was wrong, everything was tossed off balance even the constant churns of arcane magic was disturbed. Unable to form the portal they had floated in the water until Thragsul had an idea. Restoring some balance of arcane with the elements. It wasn't easy to obtain that either but just enough balance was regained to create a flux, portal opening and everyone got through. Including the Horde members. Nacelia was the only one reluctant to leave, even Ganki was gone. Thragsul had to drag her through, they all had been floating in the water for hours. As much as he didn't want to leave the area, the
T.O.T. Chapter 16 Tribe of Trolls: Chapter 16More Like This
The sound of waves crashing onto a shore line would begin to fill his hearing. Everything dark and vaguely aware if he was alive or dead. But within such a state of calm maybe death didn't sound so frightening after all. A distant whine sound with something nudging against him. Hearing a groan which was himself but not aware of it. Pain started to swarm into him and having him realize he is far from dieing anytime soon. Felt few licks at his skin and his eye's finally fluttered open. Bright sun light penatrating his vision blinding and making him dizzy. Closing his eye's while he was coming too.
"Ggnnn-gan-ki?" His voice went a bit scratchy and sounding low as he called for what he was beginning to familiarize. Ganki snorted a breath that rattled, creening softly and started nudging alot more. He rolled as he felt like every muscle in his body ached and his mind spinning. Laying on his side he felt the touch of surface,
T.O.T. Chapter 15 Tribe of Trolls: Chapter 15More Like This
A twist of fate
He wasn't sure how long he laid there upon her to catch his breath, with his eye's close and resting the side of his head at her shoulder and feeling his mind slowly settling. Ear's twitch to the sound of her breathlessly breathing. He recollecting all that just occurred and if things feel much more stronger with another that held love to it, he surely has been missing out and felt almost like a kick to the gut. Unsure if all that just occurred was right or wrong, but he felt safe in Nacelia's arms in this moment. Once he gained control of his breathing he lifted his head to look to her, his orange gaze softened once more though held that shy expression. She was smiling up to him a sort of smile he couldn't recognize but knew it wasn't just a ordinary smile.
"Joo alright?" He asked softly, busying himself with removing strands of hair from her eyes just to keep himself from blushing. Nacelia smiled all the more an
Final Fantasy Tribute 10th anniversaryTen years ago today, I released an ambitious flash project set to a OCRemix track called "Final Fantasy 7 ROBO voice" (http://ocremix.org/remix/OCR00465/) by Joe Redifer. And a few days later, me and my old animator friend Richie "Pikanjo" Zirbies watched as it did the impossible: It got to the #1 spot on the internet's top Flash animation website Newgrounds.com. If you haven't guessed, 10 years ago I released "Final Fantasy Tribute" under my alter ego LegendaryFrog.More Like This
It's hard not to start feeling reminiscent about the highs and lows of my time as a Flash animator, but I'm going to resist the urge to type a miniature novel on the subject. But what I WOULD like to do is thanks every single one of you for everything that's happened over that time. And a double thanks to the ones that still keep track of all the silly things I do. I've made so many friends over the years I can't even imagine me not releasing that video.
So let's take a trip dow
Parody vs Pastiche and other Humorous ExamplesJust for fun I thought I'd do a rundown of the most common forms of humor, their definitions, and examples. This is not a complete list by any means, but they are a list of many forms of humor and literature discourse which often get confused of mixed up.More Like This
An imitative work created to mock, comment on or trivialize an original work, its subject, author, style, or some other target, by means of satiric or ironic imitation.
Example: The movie "Airplane" is a parody of 1970's disaster movies. Many of Weird Al's music videos are parodies of other more famous music videos.
A work of visual art, literature, or music that imitates the style or character of the work of one or more other artists. Unlike parody, pastiche celebrates, rather than mocks, the work it imitates.
Example: The movie "Super 8" is a pastiche of 1980's adventure films, specifically imitating the style of Stephen Spielberg's early career,