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Another Song

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Another Song

Look all around So much blood on the ground Even though we continue to deny That we lie And he doesn't exist Even though we insist We gave him a name Jehovah is that name Though we are to blame And we lied So many died We are to blame For creating that name But we worship death So don't forget That if you resist You wont exist

Circus

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Circus

Welcome to the circus Where we have seven clowns Don't fret We are already in your towns When we come a knockin Don't pretend to be locked in We need your cash To save our ass We keep fighting law suits While we waste money On our own pursuits Welcome to the circus

A Poem

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A Poem

Isn't it crazy To do what old men say To follow them this way Or that way Its insane To act like we have no brain But if you're under ten There better be two men Or get ready To bend your knees And do as we please Isn't insane To act like we have no brain And do what old men say

Zukro Kast Journal Story

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Zukro Kast Journal Story

I was born into slavery on an outer rim planet to a small Zabrak tribe. The tribe had been taken from their home planet and were forced into slavery. Sadly the elders of the clan were killed during the raid of the tribe, the rest of the tribe was separated and only immediate families were kept together. As soon as I was old enough, I was forced to do tasks; mostly being sent to fetch things from one place and bring it to another. This over time changed as I grew; as soon as I was strong enough was forced to work down in the mine, starting with pushing carts. When one of the slaves would die or became too weak to move rocks, I was “prom

Va'rek Raal Back Story

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Va'rek Raal Back Story

Born on Iridonia to loving parents and part of a medium size clan. He was nothing special, no innate talents or gifts, just a normal Zabrak baby. It wasn’t until he was a toddler and spent time with the other children that he really showed anything too unusual. It was fine at first, he got along with the other children around him, but those who got too close, he would bite for no reason. After several instances of this happening, he was separated from the others until he was older, hoping he would grow out of this biting phase. Unfortunately, he didn't, and things only got worse. What started with biting the ones that got too close tur

Depression

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Depression

Once the fog cleared But it can come back The fog can be stronger Thicker and even more dangerous Once I could hold it at bay Now it is beyond my strength And it scares me I will lose what little control I have

Paranoia

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Paranoia

As the light fades Darkness fills the void A voice appears Telling you everything is wrong You can’t trust the voice But you can’t quiet the voice The voice speaks such horrible things They are not your friends They want to hurt you You must get away before everyone hurts you How do you stop the voice How do you quiet the noise Please tell me

Attack Of The Alien Potatoes

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Attack Of The Alien Potatoes

The day was like any other day, maybe a Tuesday or was it a Wednesday. Oh well that doesn’t matter… Wait, I remember now, it was a Friday. Anyways, our city Piks Puds was going about its normal routine; The farmers were farming, the butchers were butchering, the accountants were laughing. Just your normal day. When ol Billy came running into town just screaming. Now this was very odd as billy is a boy and doesn’t normally express anything. He kept running to each adult he could find to ask for help, but each just ignored him or turned him away. Until Billy found a listening ear, and that ear belonged to… really her?
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Another Song

A

Another Song

Look all around So much blood on the ground Even though we continue to deny That we lie And he doesn't exist Even though we insist We gave him a name Jehovah is that name Though we are to blame And we lied So many died We are to blame For creating that name But we worship death So don't forget That if you resist You wont exist

Circus

C

Circus

Welcome to the circus Where we have seven clowns Don't fret We are already in your towns When we come a knockin Don't pretend to be locked in We need your cash To save our ass We keep fighting law suits While we waste money On our own pursuits Welcome to the circus

A Poem

A

A Poem

Isn't it crazy To do what old men say To follow them this way Or that way Its insane To act like we have no brain But if you're under ten There better be two men Or get ready To bend your knees And do as we please Isn't insane To act like we have no brain And do what old men say

Zukro Kast Journal Story

Z

Zukro Kast Journal Story

I was born into slavery on an outer rim planet to a small Zabrak tribe. The tribe had been taken from their home planet and were forced into slavery. Sadly the elders of the clan were killed during the raid of the tribe, the rest of the tribe was separated and only immediate families were kept together. As soon as I was old enough, I was forced to do tasks; mostly being sent to fetch things from one place and bring it to another. This over time changed as I grew; as soon as I was strong enough was forced to work down in the mine, starting with pushing carts. When one of the slaves would die or became too weak to move rocks, I was “prom

Va'rek Raal Back Story

V

Va'rek Raal Back Story

Born on Iridonia to loving parents and part of a medium size clan. He was nothing special, no innate talents or gifts, just a normal Zabrak baby. It wasn’t until he was a toddler and spent time with the other children that he really showed anything too unusual. It was fine at first, he got along with the other children around him, but those who got too close, he would bite for no reason. After several instances of this happening, he was separated from the others until he was older, hoping he would grow out of this biting phase. Unfortunately, he didn't, and things only got worse. What started with biting the ones that got too close tur

Paranoia

P

Paranoia

As the light fades Darkness fills the void A voice appears Telling you everything is wrong You can’t trust the voice But you can’t quiet the voice The voice speaks such horrible things They are not your friends They want to hurt you You must get away before everyone hurts you How do you stop the voice How do you quiet the noise Please tell me

Depression

D

Depression

Once the fog cleared But it can come back The fog can be stronger Thicker and even more dangerous Once I could hold it at bay Now it is beyond my strength And it scares me I will lose what little control I have

Attack Of The Alien Potatoes

A

Attack Of The Alien Potatoes

The day was like any other day, maybe a Tuesday or was it a Wednesday. Oh well that doesn’t matter… Wait, I remember now, it was a Friday. Anyways, our city Piks Puds was going about its normal routine; The farmers were farming, the butchers were butchering, the accountants were laughing. Just your normal day. When ol Billy came running into town just screaming. Now this was very odd as billy is a boy and doesn’t normally express anything. He kept running to each adult he could find to ask for help, but each just ignored him or turned him away. Until Billy found a listening ear, and that ear belonged to… really her?
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Name: Ryune Riddle
Age: 23
B-Day: July 23rd

Status: Married
Love: Shel K. Riddle
Her dA: NocturnalKitten-Art
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Current Residence: Bellvegas
Operating System: windows
Personal Quote: when we try we fail, but to succeed we need to try to fail.

Favourite Visual Artist
Demilu kitten
Favourite Movies
any that inspire me
Favourite TV Shows
cartoons
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
i dont like just one or two bands but almost all genres
Favourite Books
not a big fan of reading
Favourite Writers
ME!!!!
Favourite Games
devil may cry/ COD/ MMORPG/ and stuff along those lines
Favourite Gaming Platform
xbox 360/ PC / PS3
Tools of the Trade
pen/ paper/ computer
Other Interests
music/ poetry/ nature

New attempts

New attempts

Been giving this some thought, and have decided to try a weekly recap kind of thing, though many, if not all will find it boring or pointless. I will be doing it maybe to better understand myself or something not exactly sure, honestly. But I figure i should be posting something every now and again, so what the heck. What I mean as a recap is, I will be summarizing my daily struggles, (for those who don't know, I battle with depression and anxiety). So if this sounds like something you wouldn't be interested in get out while you can, for those who stay, I may occasionally through in other things as I am trying to convince myself to try new

update

update

So just a life update not too much going, got a couple ideas for some projects that hopefully will be started soon. I have a completed project that i should take some pictures and post them asap..........

DUKE BLOW NUKEME

DUKE BLOW NUKEME

Yea so i got that duke nukem forever and well yea it just so bland, i feel like everything in the game was done before.... and yea its just boring as all get out.... so disappointing. well back to infamous 2 something that is actually good.

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mio188Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you for the watch!
Have a nice day.
Greetings M. :)
Unknown-RySolHobbyist Writer
Welcome, and you too
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cbmangakaStudent Traditional Artist
thanks for the watch!
Unknown-RySolHobbyist Writer
welcome, awesome work, and look forward to see more.
Jeannette11Hobbyist Digital Artist
thanks for watching!! =)
Unknown-RySolHobbyist Writer
you are welcome