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Queen of His HeartLight from the flickering candle
Reflects and pulses on glowing walls
Safety and comfort no longer resides
In the place where only loss calls.
Years before this tragic time
The room was different
No sorry mime
Only joy and new promises.
Into this happy picture bounds
The introduction of new life
Yet sorrow and pain mounds
Upwards to untimely destruction.
What should have been perfect
Began quickly to turn
Before I knew it she was gone
Leaving behind memories and an urn.
She granted to me my longed for gift
A son to take up my mantle
Then for her God seen fit to lift
And carry her to a paradise.
Now I am left alone
To begin the search once more
How can I though after being shown
The purest woman alive?
I thought I knew love well
After those passionate ladies of past
When I found my light
I had prayed it would last.
Ghosts begin to cloud my mind
From precious love I must turn
And with heavy heart move to find
The new Queen of My Heart.
The Stone GraveIt had happened. She had known that it was going to happen at some point, but she had never thought it would be so soon.
After he had passed away, she had been left with only herself for company. Her life had suddenly changed from light and happiness to darkness and a land she did not recognize.
Now her feet were cut and bloody as she stumbled along the rocky terrain. She did not know where she was, nor did she care to find out.
There was no sun above her head, nor was there a moon. The sky burned with the light of a thousand stars that she used to guide her way.
She did not know where she went, but all she knew was that it was a compulsion. She walked forward, onward and upward in a place where time had no meaning.
Night moved into night, and further into the night. She did not know if there even was a sun, or light other than that of the stars stretched above her.
Still she walked to a place unknown with thoughts of a land where her fears roamed, ready to swarm over and torment
Oh BabyOh Baby
You are so lovely
You are like sugar sweets
In a warm plum pie.
You are so pretty
Your lips are soft as rose petals
Scattered on our love bed.
You are so kind
Your heart is as big as the world
Ready to comfort any stray soul.
I wish we could stay together
But my time has come to leave
Do not cry bittersweet tears
For we will see each other again
If only you hold hard to my hand.
She is not whole in her world
The eyes betray the pain inside
The anger and hatred burns
And it cannot hide.
He bears the pain of a passing
And the anguish of being returned
Betrayal and anger and hurt
The stinging tears of friendship spurned.
Two broken halves can become one
A breathing and pulsing light of life
In time they may mend
As they unite in strife.
Revenge has driven them together
The deepest wish is for love to prevail
And to live a life of wonder as two
Not rest a grave as one alone.
Broken minds and broken hearts
The linking of fingers and broken hands
The beating of hearts united as one
The singing of souls burning together.
Joker Diaries Entry 2
I am amazed, I really am. Some people are just so terribly rude these days! I tell you! All I did was make a few simple requests and the response I received was shocking! I should make a complaint about the treatment I have received. TO have my demands so cruelly flung back in my face. They were simple demands. There is no denying that the whole Asylum would LOVE to see Harley giving a striptease, and I would love popping their eyes out with those little plastic spoons for eating yoghurt's. What is so outrageous about that?
As for my suggestion about changing my Doctor... Well, old Hardley was about as offended as if I had pulled down my trousers and mooned at the image of Jesus Christ. Now there is a fraudster if ever I heard of one. Seems the boring old stiff can't accept how boring he actually is.
He is just like everyone else in the city though really. Boring. Boring, boring, boring! Not a drop of fun in their lives. It's enough to drive me mad really. They need to lear
Joker Diaries Entry 1
Today my mummy came to me in a dream. She had belts and braces and there was paint all over her face. She looked like a clown cause her nose as busted and bleeding. She told me, she said, "Son, your a bloody disgrace and an abortion of the world. Still, you always make me smile." Then she was gone...
FUnny dreams. I don't dream. ALl those others, they dream of who and what has been and gone. They dream of the future. If I were to dream, everyone would be laughing as I beat Harley with an accordion. It might even be fondly recalling when Barbara Gordon was shot in the spine, or that time we had Bats in the Asylum. Aaaaah, those were the days.
Today I am here at Arkham, the Asylum I sometimes call home. This cell needs a welcome mat. They always put me here, and there is always a Joker card on the mattress. Good old Gotham City! OH, how sad my life would be without you people! All I want to do is make you smiiiiiiiilee!! Smile and laugh until you die. It's sim
Enderlox Seto and Brotato's Trial
Seto and Brotato's Trial
Brotato and Seto landed on the ground, "Where are we?"Brotato asked. Seto's eyes glowed, "Wherever we are, this entire room is enchanted." "Only the walls and floors are brown, and no books in site." A faint laugh was heard, "Of course not, sorcerer, you should know that all kinds of sorcerers can create enchanted rooms." Seto was shocked, "I never knew that, my parents never taught me that." Another laugh echoed in the room, "And you call yourself a sorcerer!" "Ha, you're really nothing, just like your apprentice!" Seto's hands glowed, "Then show yourselves, what are you scared?!" The voices giggled, "Suit yourself!"
Seto and Tyler's shadow morphed into two figures. One had blaze rods surrounding him, he looked exactly like Seto. Only that his cape was the same color as the blaze rods, it was also torn in different spots. His eyes glowed orange, he smirked at Seto. The other figure looked like Tyler, but his clothes looked much different from his. He wore a pu
.: APH : Portugal OC :.
Country | Portugal - The Portuguese Republic - República Portuguesa
Capital city | Lisbon - Lisboa
Official language | Portuguese - Português
National anthem | A Portuguesa
Religion | Roman Catholic
Birthday | April 25 - 25 de Abril [ Freedom Day ]
Human name | Rosa Sofia dos Ferreira Santos
Age; Appearance wise | 26 / 27
Age; Country wise | Approximately 868 [ Independently ]
Sexuality | Pansexual
" Would you like me to take out my sword? Because bad things happen when I take out my sword. " - Rosa Sofia dos Ferreira Santos
Personality | Prideful and arrogant, Rosa is the proud personification of Portugal, otherwise known as the Portuguese Republic ( República Portuguesa ). A former pirate, she is quite a laid back person and most of the time, quite calm and fun to be around. She has a wide range of hobbies, from fishing
New School, New World- Ch. 15Chapter 15- BTT and Pie (Sounds Good to Me!)
You pushed open the doors and raced down the steps, your eyes searching for your usual table. Ludwig was sitting there, working on something; homework probably. You smiled wide and ran faster, calling out to him as you got closer. He glanced up at you as you parked yourself next to him.
“H-hi”, you greeted him, panting a little. Maybe you shouldn’t have run so fast; you felt drained.
“Hallo”, Ludwig answered, returning his gaze to his paper, which was, as you had guessed, homework.
You stayed silent until you had gotten your breath back. “So”, you began, “I had a ton of fun in English class! Arthur, Matthew, Alfred, and I had to write a story together and it was really enjoyable!”
“Hmm”, Ludwig hummed, looking back at you, “That sounds interesting”.
You nodded and smiled again. “How was your class?”
“It was fine”, he replied s
tGB: Kinuri Adoptions:iconthe-golden-butterfly:
Alrighty guys, you all knew it was coming sooner or later.
A great big howdy doo to everyone reading and welcome to:
:icontgb-firetribe: The Official Kinuri Adoption Page! :icontgb-firetribe:
That's right folks! Kintsu (played by yours truly) and Nuri (=creabooty) have received their kitten roll, and 4 liddle babies will be making their way into the world! One of them, sadly, will be meeting a rather tragic end to their brief beginning. Due to stress and changes in the environment, one little she-kit will be still born.
Another kit has already been adopted out. Cassie, the first born in the litter and a future Primary Water-Tribe cat will be played by ~Kounix. She was named after Kintsu's best friend/adopted brother, the Grey-Fire Caspian.
Not to worry though! There are still 2 little kiddos up for grabs ;D But before we get to that, we gotta lay down some rules!
You can only apply if y
How I percieve Queen ChrysalisForm and Appearance
All in all, Chrissy looks exactly the way she is portrayed in the show. Needless to say, she appears in much greater detail than what can be displayed in an animated show. One of the biggest things to note, that others will not know just by seeing her in the show, is her skin. Rather than pony fur, her coat is actually composed of a chitin-like substance, much like the exoskeletons of insects. Rather than anything rough, however, the chitin is incredibly smooth, like the shell of the finest beetle. It is quite cold to the touch, yet still very pleasing when felt, and also gives off an ever so slight ‘moist’ feel.
On the topic of her body, her most taboo feature is perhaps the holes in her legs. It is important to know that these holes do not penetrate her skin, giving off any sights of her insides. Instead, they are a natural part of how a Changeling’s body is. Ever seen how they make Chrysalis plushies with the holes? Think that, only compo
Waking up in hospital beats not waking up at allIt took him a while to recognize where he is, even though he's more than familiar with the place really.
In fact, in the first few minutes of his awakening he genuinely thought this is just another night he spent in a hospital bed- Until he tried and failed to move as the wave of sore and burning pain hit his entire body.
Well, that's new... ,he thought to himself. Normally the pain comes from the inside.
He gazed down, almost out of pure curiosity, and saw the wracked body of his own- not much different than a patched up, worn out doll. Like Duke, actually.
At first glance, he numbly thought to himself just how much more money he has to pay to get rid of all these scars. He barely even had the time to schedule an appointment with Doc for the dragon burnt before!
Then as he tried to revisit his memory as to what has caused these new hideous wounds (he praises himself for being quite careful about this sort of things), it felt like as if he's staring into a pitch black room with
Connall Robotnik Bio
Name: Connall 'Robotnik'
Relatives: Unknown mother and father
Height: 5 ft 9 in
Weight: 74.0 kg
Hair: Light brown
Attire: Red and black dictator suit, white gloves, goggles, dark glasses
Affiliation: Eggman Empire's head scientist, tactician, and general dogsbody
Personality: Quirky, prideful, loyal, yet kind, courteous, optimistic
Abilities: Higher than average IQ mechanical expertise, swift acrobatic abilities, excellent piloting skills
Trivia: He has no memory of his last name, but he changed it to 'Robotnik' to make it more fitting for his role in the Eggman Empire.
Description: Tricky, smart, and one to avoid direct conflicts, Connall Robotnik is one of the Empire's highest-ranked operatives. Known for occupying large, mechanical monstrosities larger than himself, this young scientist intends to help his boss Eggman to accomplish domination over many settlements of the planet Mobius. However, this is primarily due to respect and loyalty, as t
The Music Man Job (pt.10, all done!)Part 6
Zach pulled himself out of bed early the next morning. He got dressed, putting on a hoodie so that he could hide his gun under the waistband of his jeans and still not be noticed. He took his earpiece and slipped it into his ear, turning it on. He was not expecting to hear Hale's voice ring in through it.
"Hale?" Zach paused slightly. "What on earth are you doing up this early?" he glanced over at the clock. "It's like 6 A.M."
"I can't sleep." Hale sighed. "I've been sitting outside for hours."
"This job is making me nervous."
"Do you get nervous on all your jobs? Because you said that same thing back in London." Zach laughed lightly, grabbing his car keys off the dresser.
"Only the big ones." Hale replied, yawning loudly.
Zach smiled a little. "You should get some sleep, man. I'm sure even Wolf is passed out on her laptop in there."
He could hear Hale hum a little and shift around in the spot he was sitting. "What are you doing?"
Character Profiles- The Killer TwinsLiam:
Eye Color: Icy blue
Hair Color: Chocolate-brown
Hairstyle: Short ((Like his father’s))
Clothing: Black pants, white hoodie ((black shirt underneath))
Family: Jeff the Killer- mother, Eyeless Jack- father, Lauren- sister
Weapon: Kitchen knife
Personality: Liam inherited mostly his mother’s traits; he’s a reasonably loud and fun guy, whose activities include talking and killing. He kills just like his mother; not being afraid to just jump right in and make the kill.
Eye Color: Gray
Hair Color: Black
Hairstyle: Long and wavy, all the way down to her waist
Clothing: Faded blue jeans, black jacket ((Red shirt underneath))
Family: Jeff the Killer- mother, Eyeless Jack- father, Liam- brother
Weapon- Switchblade knives ((Two of them, duel wielded))
Personality: Just like her father, Lauren is a calm and quiet girl. But if she’s in the position where she needs or wants to kill, she will have the
The Joker Diaires: Entry 3
So, tell me about your day?
Well, my day is an amazing day! Brilliant and genius! It is celebrated every year and people greet each other on the street happily. "Happy Joker Day!" they say.
No? That isn't what you are asking about? Well golly darnit! Joker Day is far more interesting.
You see, everyne loves Joker Day. It is better than their birthday, far superior to Christmas. Not even the ghoulish fun of Halloween can beat Joker Day.
Thee are people laughing and dancing, with pies being thrown in faces and prat falls. It is a wonderfully large circus, and it is all dedicated to fun and laughter.
HAPPY JOKER DAY TO YOU!
I'LL HANG YOU IN A ZOO!
YOU'LL BE EATEN BY A MONKEY!
AND YOUR BONES PISSED ON TOO!
That is MY day, and what a day it is.
That one there was just for you Old man Hardley. You should feel very honoured, not just everyone gets a song written about them.
Can I undergo my treatment with Doctor Crane yet?
Doctor Crane! Who on earth is he? Good old
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