Thorin O. Superstar“Thorin O. Superstar”More Like This
(based on “King Herod’s Song” from “Jesus Christ Superstar” musical,
sang by the one and only.... Goblin King!)
Thorin, I am overjoyed
To meet you face to face
You've been getting quite a name
All around the place
Cutting arms off
Walking over dead
And now I understand you’re King
At least that's what you've said
So you are the King
You're the great Dwarven King
Prove to me you own the throne
Show me please the Arkenstone
That's all you need do
And I'll know it's all true
C'mon King of Dwarves
Thorin, you just won't believe
The hit you've made around here
People have been lining up
To see your head severed
Oh, what a pity
If it's all a lie
Still I'm sure that you can rock
The cynics if you try
So if you are the King
You're the great Dwarven King
Act like pompous Dwarven Lord…
What, you wield an elven sword?
Please explain that to me
And I'll let you go free
C'mon, King of the Dwarves
To Create a CharacterAre you starting a story? Do you have an incomplete, flawed, or no character at all? It's happened to me many times and in my struggles to perfect my creations, I have learned a few things. I present you with seven easy steps with a challenge each to get you thinking.More Like This
Grab a piece of paper and a pencil. Let's start
Step 1: Past
When creating a character, you must first establish a past. Even a person with amnesia has a past, they just don't remember it. Pasts are important, they show what shaped the person and why they are the way they are today.
If your character has a scar, why? If they have amnesia, why? If they have a phobia of water, why?
Remember one thing: there is always a reason.
Challenge: Write a brief story (vignette) of your character's past to familiarize yourself with the way things were.
Step 2: Appearance
You may have a certain idea, a vague idea, or no idea at all as to how your character will look. First, think of their
Welcome to Internet UniversityAs sunlight begins creeping over the dorms of Internet University, massive waves of students begin their daily routines, with IMing and long cafeteria load times abound. We join a scene in the bedroom of notable info-maniac personality Twitter as his roommate Facebook attempts to get him out of bedMore Like This
Facebook: "Twitter! Come on get up!"
Twitter: "I'm getting up! Stop poking me!"
Facebook: "Well hurry up! I could write four notes by the time you get ready"
Twitter: "Okay, I'm up. Now I'm putting on my sock"
Facebook: "I don't need the play by play, Tweet"
Twitter: "Dang, I can't find a good shirt. I'm now searching my closet. Im still looking"
Facebook: "Seriously, man. So unnecessary"
Twitter: "Kinda like that layout change I caught you formatting last week."
Facebook: "Shut it! Myspace is comin' in"
Myspace: "H3y GuYs! I 4m t3h c00lz!"
Twitter: "I am confused. I am hoping FB understands what Myspace said"
Facebook: "Myspace, bro, I asked you not to do that"
Bound by Blood"Train... Have fun..."More Like This
Train looked over his shoulder at the woman behind him. Her kimono rustled gently in the wind, as did his long, black cloak.
"Don't worry Saya, I will." He laughed and began to walk towards the dark end of town. As if this mission could possibly get him down.
A call had came at one in the morning, a compliant. There was a... rather imposing infestation in the old ware house. Train was no exterminator though, he was a vampire hunter.
The door creaked gently as Train opened it. The stench hit him like a bullet, causing him to pause before entering. Pulling his gun from the pouch on his thigh, Train slowly crept into the dark. The complaint had specified more than one blood-sucker, and Train was going to be ready.
A rustling in a corner caught his attention. As Trains eyes adjusted to the dark, his mouth tilted up into a slight grin. By the way it looked, there had to be more than five vampires in residence. There was blood dripping from the ceiling, spattering on h
Le Chat NoirMore Like This
It's a splendid night. A night I know I will remember forever, a night which I have longed for for over a year. I've dreamed of this night so many times, and in my heart of hearts I know that tonight will be better than even the most wonderful of those midnight fantasies. Tonight, Train is mine. Tonight, Chronos does not exist. All there will be is he and I, as strays, if you will, lost amongst the city lights.
Tonight, Train and I have a date.
It was a quiet moment when I asked him. Something between solemn and awkward. We stood together, side by side, but I could tell he was miles away. Who knows what mysteries lie behind the Black Cat's golden eyes? As we stepped over the bodies of the men we'd just killed, there just seemed to be such a romance in the air…blood the color of passion and screams still echoing off the walls…I put my arm around his waist and held up a rose for my love.
Shall we run away together, mister noir?
Eyes the color of flame don't meet mine, but they don't glar
More WeirdnessMore Like This
Bunny-lover14: something seems different with Creed
Creed: I blame Doctor!
Creedxtrain99: ha! Now that made my day! Xp
Bunny-lover14: You don't look that different. Besides Maybe Train will like you better this way. *stabbed*
Creed: *Cleaning blade, looking the other way*
Creedxtrain99: how dare you stab my friend! *b**** slaps*
Creed: she asked for it >:0 *rubs cheek*
Creedxtrain99: *growls and slaps again*
Creed:*grabs her wrist* No, no, not again. You got lucky the first time but I don't appreciate being touched.
Creedxtrain99: *Stomps on his/her foot*
Creed/Creedxtrain99: *gets into a cat fight*
Bunny-lover14: ummm guys what bout me I'm wounded here!
Creed:*Pushing Creedxtrain99 back* oh, Doctor can take care that. :icongrinfaceplz: when he's finished with his own wounds.
Creedxtrain99: *takes advantage of Creed's distraction and tackles him to the floor* oh c'mon Creed you should know better than get distracted like that! And bunny lover are you alright?
Creed: 0o I think she's bi
Sven and Train. 1st Period!FLASHBACK!More Like This
" Hey cat boy! Get out of here!"
"We dont like your kind on our turf!"
The school yard children bantered and taunted a young Train. The young green haired teen stood inbetween the group of boys and the frightned Kitty.
"Why do you bother protecting him? He's weird! Look at those cat ears i mean hes clearly not human!" They yelled. Sven stood in silence protecting his younger friend.One of the boys stood directly infront of him. Trying to imtimedate him by raising his fist but didn't have the guts to actually hit Sven. Sven wasn't distracted from the other boy who was with the others. He was as old as he was but pretended to be much much older. Sven knew he had the guts to start a fight, they had always hated eachother for the longest time but now, Sven wasnt just defending himself, he was defending Train aswell.
"Leave him alone!" shouted Sven swinging his arm's out preventing them from reaching. A pain grew over Sven as a rock struck underneath his eye. He tried his hardes