Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT2] by Ravenos, literature
Literature
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT2]
The next couple of days proved peaceful and un-eventful, with things seemingly as normal as they can possibly be. Freddie began to settle in and get himself organised before he enrolled at the University Campus, although none of the others apart from Ami knew exactly what he was planning to do. The girls was busy with school, in particular with major exams coming up and Chiba-Usa was training herself most days, either with etiquette training with Luna and Artemis, or weapons training with Mamoru, Hotaru and Setsuna.Rei however was struggling with the foreshadowing events that were forming in her mind. Ever since she clocked her eyes on Fre...
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT1] by Ravenos, literature
Literature
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT1]
"Wait! No one may cross the Taboo of this barrier whilst I protect this door," cried out the voice, as the young man, his brown hair covered his eyes in front of his face as he approached the door. His silvered trench coat flapping at his feet as he took each step, and he looked up. "... Sorry," he mumbled. The warrior put her weapon in front of him, "I will kill anyone who tries to force their way past." She wavered, recognising the man, as he looked up at her, his eyes shining with fresh tears, lighting his face up as he looked on her dark green hair. A quick flick of his wrist, and his crystal edged "gunblade" cut the large key shaped s...
The pair stood back to back on the shadowy pier,
White hair brushed against blue in the shallow wind,
Water crashed against the rocks below as the ferries left the harbour,
The silence continued for a moment, and then no longer."So, that's that then?" he croaked as his heart broken in-two,
Without a word, she nodded, pausing as she took her step,
Hearing his fingers crack as he struggled for control,
Remorseless eyes stared at the cruise vessel afloat beyond--
Not as much as a thought of regret.His pale gold eyes glistened in the water of fresh tears,
Her blood red ones just blinked as she waited,
"So after months of nothing, it's over?"
"...
In the distant realms of hell's of the night,
The young imprisoned Prince considered his plight,
Emotionally scarred, physically battered and torn,
He remembered all he had known and lost--
With the flicker of flame in his cage's path,
Hanging restlessly from the dank castle walls,
Ferocity realised his past, and for it he began to mourn.As he lay his weary head down on the hard, cold metal grate,
His eyes drooped closed, before he began to contemplate his fate,
In the land of dreams he saw the reflection of his oldest, dearest friend.
Princess Kakyuu stood over his listless body, red hair flailing,
As she worriedly attempted to awaken him...
Ferocity - ODF - TDH Tracks by Ravenos, literature
Literature
Ferocity - ODF - TDH Tracks
The smell of the liquid filled his lungs,
As he opened the bottle infront of him from the floor.
Clear intoxication, the stuff to push the daemons away,
The strength of the memory dulling and beginning to bore.
His hands around her neck in pure rage, untainted,
Unbiased, nothing controlling, defiling his heart.
It was his hands, his actions, his anger that drove him to lash out,
The past had built up in his head, the end was just the start. "Was it better when you tossed and turned,
On his undercover mattress,
Did it feel so good, oh it felt so good.
I don't what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me,
It's so much better, we're all m...
The torn figure of the Prince watches over the rising moon,
Reflecting on past deeds and broken promises,
His tattered, blood stained wings feel so heavy to him,
A burden of shattered dreams from his awaking nightmares.Nothing but the past, for past sake floats through his thoughts,
The cold, dismal damp air flutters through his feathers,
The soft, drizzling rain soaks his face and thinning blue hair,
As his pale gold eyes reflect the light from the dancing orb in the sky.Whilst the moon ducks and weaves with the lingering clouds above,
The broken figure of Ferocity makes no sounds but a low, miserable breathing.
The images of actions lost...
You should know of the night when the spark reappeared,
Could it be that the former lovers would finally burn the world?
Of course, where the Prince is concerned, love is not needed for that, as he had--
Been tainted by the possession of his soul for an age, and he would behold
All of Nakafi's dark fire grating away at his fragile heart,
I don't even know where his thoughts began, but I know this wasn't what he
Wanted, nay it was the feeling of power that was tearing him apart
But tonight he stood on a packed stage, guitar in hand, screaming words
You never felt such force, or such emotion in one person's voice.
Wasn't anything cliché or a...
He sits in a corner, a loran figure, his wings stretched against the walls,
Head drooped down on his knees as he sleeps off the Sambuca,
Four empty bottles from four days of drinking scattered around the house's halls,
Once the proud Prince of the Moon, nothing more than an addict on a bender. If you just walked away
What could I really say
Would it matter anyway
Would it change how you feelThe Outer Scouts sat around his house watching him,
The timid figure of Saturn, scared from her previous meeting with her liege,
Our rather the fiery Monster that resides inside of his heart,
Pluto who was worried the reels of time were on course to bec...
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT2] by Ravenos, literature
Literature
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT2]
The next couple of days proved peaceful and un-eventful, with things seemingly as normal as they can possibly be. Freddie began to settle in and get himself organised before he enrolled at the University Campus, although none of the others apart from Ami knew exactly what he was planning to do. The girls was busy with school, in particular with major exams coming up and Chiba-Usa was training herself most days, either with etiquette training with Luna and Artemis, or weapons training with Mamoru, Hotaru and Setsuna.Rei however was struggling with the foreshadowing events that were forming in her mind. Ever since she clocked her eyes on Fre...
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT1] by Ravenos, literature
Literature
Sailor Moon - Ferocity [WIP - PT1]
"Wait! No one may cross the Taboo of this barrier whilst I protect this door," cried out the voice, as the young man, his brown hair covered his eyes in front of his face as he approached the door. His silvered trench coat flapping at his feet as he took each step, and he looked up. "... Sorry," he mumbled. The warrior put her weapon in front of him, "I will kill anyone who tries to force their way past." She wavered, recognising the man, as he looked up at her, his eyes shining with fresh tears, lighting his face up as he looked on her dark green hair. A quick flick of his wrist, and his crystal edged "gunblade" cut the large key shaped s...
The pair stood back to back on the shadowy pier,
White hair brushed against blue in the shallow wind,
Water crashed against the rocks below as the ferries left the harbour,
The silence continued for a moment, and then no longer."So, that's that then?" he croaked as his heart broken in-two,
Without a word, she nodded, pausing as she took her step,
Hearing his fingers crack as he struggled for control,
Remorseless eyes stared at the cruise vessel afloat beyond--
Not as much as a thought of regret.His pale gold eyes glistened in the water of fresh tears,
Her blood red ones just blinked as she waited,
"So after months of nothing, it's over?"
"...
In the distant realms of hell's of the night,
The young imprisoned Prince considered his plight,
Emotionally scarred, physically battered and torn,
He remembered all he had known and lost--
With the flicker of flame in his cage's path,
Hanging restlessly from the dank castle walls,
Ferocity realised his past, and for it he began to mourn.As he lay his weary head down on the hard, cold metal grate,
His eyes drooped closed, before he began to contemplate his fate,
In the land of dreams he saw the reflection of his oldest, dearest friend.
Princess Kakyuu stood over his listless body, red hair flailing,
As she worriedly attempted to awaken him...
Ferocity - ODF - TDH Tracks by Ravenos, literature
Literature
Ferocity - ODF - TDH Tracks
The smell of the liquid filled his lungs,
As he opened the bottle infront of him from the floor.
Clear intoxication, the stuff to push the daemons away,
The strength of the memory dulling and beginning to bore.
His hands around her neck in pure rage, untainted,
Unbiased, nothing controlling, defiling his heart.
It was his hands, his actions, his anger that drove him to lash out,
The past had built up in his head, the end was just the start. "Was it better when you tossed and turned,
On his undercover mattress,
Did it feel so good, oh it felt so good.
I don't what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me,
It's so much better, we're all m...
The torn figure of the Prince watches over the rising moon,
Reflecting on past deeds and broken promises,
His tattered, blood stained wings feel so heavy to him,
A burden of shattered dreams from his awaking nightmares.Nothing but the past, for past sake floats through his thoughts,
The cold, dismal damp air flutters through his feathers,
The soft, drizzling rain soaks his face and thinning blue hair,
As his pale gold eyes reflect the light from the dancing orb in the sky.Whilst the moon ducks and weaves with the lingering clouds above,
The broken figure of Ferocity makes no sounds but a low, miserable breathing.
The images of actions lost...
You should know of the night when the spark reappeared,
Could it be that the former lovers would finally burn the world?
Of course, where the Prince is concerned, love is not needed for that, as he had--
Been tainted by the possession of his soul for an age, and he would behold
All of Nakafi's dark fire grating away at his fragile heart,
I don't even know where his thoughts began, but I know this wasn't what he
Wanted, nay it was the feeling of power that was tearing him apart
But tonight he stood on a packed stage, guitar in hand, screaming words
You never felt such force, or such emotion in one person's voice.
Wasn't anything cliché or a...
In the distant realms of hell's of the night,
The young imprisoned Prince considered his plight,
Emotionally scarred, physically battered and torn,
He remembered all he had known and lost--
With the flicker of flame in his cage's path,
Hanging restlessly from the dank castle walls,
Ferocity realised his past, and for it he began to mourn.As he lay his weary head down on the hard, cold metal grate,
His eyes drooped closed, before he began to contemplate his fate,
In the land of dreams he saw the reflection of his oldest, dearest friend.
Princess Kakyuu stood over his listless body, red hair flailing,
As she worriedly attempted to awaken him...
The pair stood back to back on the shadowy pier,
White hair brushed against blue in the shallow wind,
Water crashed against the rocks below as the ferries left the harbour,
The silence continued for a moment, and then no longer."So, that's that then?" he croaked as his heart broken in-two,
Without a word, she nodded, pausing as she took her step,
Hearing his fingers crack as he struggled for control,
Remorseless eyes stared at the cruise vessel afloat beyond--
Not as much as a thought of regret.His pale gold eyes glistened in the water of fresh tears,
Her blood red ones just blinked as she waited,
"So after months of nothing, it's over?"
"...
The scarred rememants of his heart collide,
Fighting a war between his birth right and his pride,
Silvery sweeping arcs,
Dispersed with glittering gold flashes in his eyes,
This is the way Ferocity will finally decide.White hair flowing against her blood red gown,
Menacing beauty worn together with that seductress' frown,
The hands that caress her blades before they leave thier sting,
Oh how the thrill of battle makes her heart sing.
Queen of her clan, alone before she let that Prince in,
Now it's death she will restart dealing in.The third piece in this puzzle was the jealous type,
Although she got what she wanted once, and caused the Pri...
You should know of the night when the spark reappeared,
Could it be that the former lovers would finally burn the world?
Of course, where the Prince is concerned, love is not needed for that, as he had--
Been tainted by the possession of his soul for an age, and he would behold
All of Nakafi's dark fire grating away at his fragile heart,
I don't even know where his thoughts began, but I know this wasn't what he
Wanted, nay it was the feeling of power that was tearing him apart
But tonight he stood on a packed stage, guitar in hand, screaming words
You never felt such force, or such emotion in one person's voice.
Wasn't anything cliché or a...
As the panic button in his mind sets to loom it's whirring signal,
The "beloved" Prince chases his daemons away in the glass he calls home,
It's slowly become his home from home, his peace,
Where he can shut up the voices of those manifestations that roam.The toxic smell of the aniseed based drink fills his noise once again,
Filtering everything else important out, he sinks into the blessed bottle.
Mixed with that trade-mark drink so special, so, important,
Drug and former drug extract mix in a potent destruction to wrap his mind--
Smacking his lips in this dirty little bar, he takes his next sip as the people around him chat and savour t...
He sits in a corner, a loran figure, his wings stretched against the walls,
Head drooped down on his knees as he sleeps off the Sambuca,
Four empty bottles from four days of drinking scattered around the house's halls,
Once the proud Prince of the Moon, nothing more than an addict on a bender. If you just walked away
What could I really say
Would it matter anyway
Would it change how you feelThe Outer Scouts sat around his house watching him,
The timid figure of Saturn, scared from her previous meeting with her liege,
Our rather the fiery Monster that resides inside of his heart,
Pluto who was worried the reels of time were on course to bec...
The smell of the damp ground fills his nose as he rose,
The dark slumber of the tortured soul ends abruptly.
The whispering winds sing the mournful cry of battle to him,
The time to strike his blade again begins shortly.Thunder's daughter ties her hair into a knot before her bath,
The sting of the water as her body cackles with energy in it
Silently the fears in her heart grew as the shadows emerged,
Her hand began to stoke the electrical conduit.
Inside she recalled the first meeting with the fabled chief,
The general with the eyes blood red,
Normally, her head is turned so easily by grace,
But those eyes left her heart dead.
Not out of f...
The party began thier hoilday more in worry and mourn,
Having arrived on the shores of the UK in the early dawn,
Searching for the missing Prince who for 3 months had dissapeared--
Not at all the norm,
The faint fear of dread in them as they searched through England's "lawn."They began thier search in his old hometown since rebirth,
A place where he had spent much of his early battles, in joy and mirth,
But in sorrow and such sadness, with friends buried underneath the earth,
The life and lines of his tale began from the specks of his very turf.As Neptune began to look out to the English Channel, the nearest sea,
The town and surronding vi...
The torn figure of the Prince watches over the rising moon,
Reflecting on past deeds and broken promises,
His tattered, blood stained wings feel so heavy to him,
A burden of shattered dreams from his awaking nightmares.Nothing but the past, for past sake floats through his thoughts,
The cold, dismal damp air flutters through his feathers,
The soft, drizzling rain soaks his face and thinning blue hair,
As his pale gold eyes reflect the light from the dancing orb in the sky.Whilst the moon ducks and weaves with the lingering clouds above,
The broken figure of Ferocity makes no sounds but a low, miserable breathing.
The images of actions lost...
The church bells ring out in the streets of the capital,
Falling blossoms cover the steps leading to the church,
Lying in wait, the daemonic blood red eyes of the "fallen prince,"
His loyal follower, resting graceful hand along his chest,
For him she'll bath in blood,
Her plans to splinter the mind of the fractured vessel further,
For the rebirth of her king in his own flesh and blood,
To damn the Lunar Kingdom's last children to the dark,
The savouring of this moment in the peaceful midday sun,
Unspoken dreams of ruling this land with the Valentine could soon be her bliss,
But the one thing she longed for, her master's loving kiss,
His pa...
I was gunna re post this as part of this account also but it's too much effort :Phttp://fav.me/d5op1irLatest "Project in Desire" poem.Gunna have to do a clean up and transfer I think.Maybe before I go back to work after Christmas... :3
Fuck me I forgot to do this like, aeons back.I've officially moved accounts to :devfureddi:, although, I haven't begun the process of moving my work over.I'll get on it..... eh sometime I can be arsed.For those who didn't know already, just a status update.YES: I DO have plans on the project. I'll be sorting something out when/if I can.NO: Still haven't found work.That's all really.Freddie
Sometimes I struggle to find something decent to say about what's going on right now, or how I feel. I don't know, maybe it's because my brain has decided it wants to go on a perma-strike with my thoughts, that or they devapourate before me in a mist of anger and flame at one guy on the internet who has not a fucking clue about anything, or the sheer fact that we're only doing shit to get a rise out of him.Funny, especially as indeed, some might say that making people "Butthurt" as it were, is a form of Cyber-Bullying, and having been a victim of such an event in real life, not on the internet, I should know to steer clear of such events...