Nights of tears,
Yet the heart endures,
For days of cheers,
And cast off fears.
Sketchy pasta(Alex) infosheetBasics
Known as: The guy that steals light/ surrounded by shadows
D.O.B: July 16
Currently living: No where
No none family(presume dead)
Tattoo(s): possible ones under his coat(have to get his coat off to see )
Scar(s): small scars of unknown source on his forearms
Other noticeable mark(s): None
Physical strength(s): Agile, fast, high endurance, good eye sight
Physical weakness(es): slightly weakened hearing, occasional ticks, can't be in the sun
Personality: quiet, slightly sadistic, observant
Like: walking at night
Dislikes: bright lights, anything to do with day, the Blade movies(Blade = daywalker)
Back story: In his main story
How he kills: What ever way he has available, i.e. using their knives
Saying: "Beware the dark" with a sadistic smile, "F*cking sun" whenever the sun is inv
Sketchy pastaUnder the veal of night, with naught the moon to break through the guise of shadows, a lonely figure haunts the quiet streets. Gun shots occasionally pierce the night from time to time. It hadn't been long ago that the nights were quiet and the gangs had been silenced, but as of late the stupid people had began pointlessly aligning themselves, against each other no less. Crossing near a street light, with no lost to the shadows that surrounded him, a car could be heard barreling down the road. Head lights blasting over the hill, and veering sharply off as the car draws near. It was a common sight, as everyone knew to avoid the void of light, that permeated a malice that even the gang leaders cringed from. The car narrowly manages to get away as he keeps walking aimlessly through the night.
Walking along through the dark wind swept streets, he walks alone. winding his way through the city streets, he reaches a familiar path.Its not often that he rewalks a path, as his course is ev
First StrikeClouds grew in the sky, turning into an ominous black. Fearing the worst, I hasten my steps. My pack, growing heavier, was filled with only stuff for mild weather. Then it started. "Crack!" the first sign of the storm to come. I was startled to a halt as a tree a few yards down the path was sheared down the middle. "Shit, shit, shit," I mutter as I quickly start walking again. Frantically looking around, I make my way down the trail. Stopping for a moment by the tree, I pulled out my camera and take a few pictures. I leave the singed tree and the glass, that was just moments ago sandy soil, behind. The hill I was on afforded one a wondrous view, but not much protection. It was especially lacking in protection from the millions of volts that occasionally split the sky here and there. I quickened my step as another crack rang out behind me. "Need to get out of here!" I exclaim softly as I, quite quickly now, make my way down the hill. Nearing the bottom, I felt the first drops fall onto
A dark descendsShadows dancing all around
to neigh a beat nor a sound
Darkness filling your mind
Leaving you left in binds
Shallow hearts fall
All to bow before the call
None shall flee
Not when you can't see
Lush music to fade out
Leaving only the desperate shouts
Don't stand in the roadA night so dark and dreary,
In the sky old yet unwary,
Stretches time and trench
Of space and inch
An ant wonders low
As infinite stars show
Sending light so far
Nope just the head lights of that car.
ItS RaInInG Up iN HeRe mOtHeR FuCkErSLET THE RAIN POUR DOWN AND SOOTHE YOU
pouring down and rinsing through and through
LIGHTNING STRIKES DOWN
saying that time has gone around
A STORM PASSING OVER HEAD
high over you in bed
THROWING BOLTS HERE AND THERE
lightning up even the air
A NIGHT PASSING BY IN DRIZZLE
a wicked elixir left to fizzle
MY own Kuroshitsuji OCDamien Shinikuro
Hair: Gray/Silver(few shades darker than Undertaker's)
Eyes: Green(few shades darker than Shinigami's)
Skin tone: WHITE!
Song: Diabolic Waltz
Appearance: A slim-bodied, young male of unknown origin, claiming to be Undertaker's Nephew(reassured to be true bu Undertaker). Mostly seen wearing an ankle length open front coat with knee high black boots adorned with numerous buckles, and otherwise all black clothes. Look is shown though his little interactions, but it he seems vaguely lonely and looking for a friend capable of making him feel living.
Pokemon in MinecraftDay 1: Build a First Generation Starter
Day 2: Build Your Favorite First Generation Basic(unevolved) Pokemon
Day 3: Build Your Favorite First Generation Starter's Final Evolution
Day 4: Build Your Least Favorite First Generation Pokemon
Day 5: Build your Favorite First Generation Pokemon
Day 6: Build a Second Generation Starter
Day 7: Build Your Favorite Second Generation Basic(unevolved) Pokemon
Day 8: Build Your Favorite Second Generation Starter's Final Evolution
Day 9: Build Your Least Second Generation Pokemon
Day 10: Build Your Favorite Second Generation Pokemon
Day 11: Build a Second Generation Starter
Day 12: Build Your Favorite Third Generation Basic(unevolved) Pokemon
Day 13: Build Your Favorite Third Generation Starter's Final Evolution
Day 14: Build Your Least Third Generation Pokemon
Day 15: Build Your Favorite Third Generation Pokemon
Day 16: Build a Fourth Generation Starter
Day 17: Build Your Favorite Fourth Generation Basic(unevolved) Pokemon
Day 18: Build Your Favorit
Ice cream, pavement
Melting dreams down the grille
Blue eyes crying, a hug from Mom
But still leaving a sense of loss
No kind words can comfort
Nor ease the pain
Little messagesJust when another lonely day, starts to bring me down,
I could be out shopping or just strolling around.
I think of you of course, as I always do.
My dearest love, I´m still missing you.
My sadness, it begins to show,
it is no use, the tears just flow.
Then your spirit seems to talk to me,
cos everywhere there´s a message I see.
Messages on book covers, tell me" I should trust in me".
even on some bath salts, says "don´t worry be happy".
"Keep your chin up", "let your angel always be your guide".
It´s then I know you´re still there for me, always by my side.
The tears still flow, they always will
but now I know you are with me still.
It brings me comfort, it picks me up.
I know for sure, I´ll always have your love.
Poetry by Suzanne karbach November 2014
StargazingThe stars are watching me tonight
as I am gazing at them too,
and imagine what it feels right
beside the one I love; It's you.
I picture you as one of them,
illuminating from afar.
I'll gaze at you, like precious gem,
and dream that we will be at par.
And Everything Was BlueAnd everything was blue
but nothing was sad
How was I supposed to know
it would (almost) be you?
It was just my mind
I just liked your jeans
and your eyes
And then you walked
through the doors
taller than before
It was just my heart
And I just liked your eyes
and your smile
Then I learned your ways:
one hand on your hip, one knee bent
the face of a tired man
and the veins of a kid
There's a roar behind
your tightrope lips
That can disarm, strengthen
a silence, a shyness
a jazz 'n' blues aorta
the definites before
"...kinda", "...maybe", "...sorta"
It was just my head and heart
not knowing what to do
I just loved
being near you
It started with a flash
of teeth to
a tease, a salute,
then everything was blue
I Failed YouSo many ways
This could have gone
With a fake dawn
Is this our fate?
Is it too late?
To cut the tether
I've failed you
I wish I could atone
For what I put you through
But I’m already alone
Never Let goA few words is all I need
I swore the knife wouldn't make me bleed
But I fear the time has come at last
For me to return to the past
The one place I cannot survive
At least then I wasn't alive
The last place I want to be
All I want is you with me
I want nothing but your smiling face
The one thing I desire is your embrace
Is there any way to let me know
I swear I won’t let you go
I know.I see those moments that we were happy.
Forever encaptured by that oaken framed glass.
Those memories shall forever be locked away in my golden vault.
But I think the issue is that we won't have them anymore.
Our tea scented home would never be crowded with our aroma.
Our burning fireplace won't be relit.
Those chairs outside would never again be used.
We both have a different road.
One that has million of paths, and thousands of passages.
But something is odd.
Even though I know this..
I still hope and crave for a day where I can hold onto you.
I mourn and lament for that one moment where our hands would brush..
But our lives are different.
And I am letting go.
ExistI met you before we could drive
I've liked you longer than you realise
I noticed you before fancy phones
I noticed you before fancy clothes
I saw you when you said you were nothing
I saw you when you were my everything
I was the one to say things will get better
When you were the one feeling under the weather
I was the one saying it'll be alright
When you text me in the dark of the night
I was the one who poured out my heart
My word were wasted so I turned them into art
I met you before we could drink
I loved you more than you think
I noticed you before you had money
I noticed you before you called her 'Honey'
I saw you when she cheated and lied
I saw you through tears than you cried
I was the one saying she's not worth your time
Secretly wishing that you were mine
I was the one with a drunken kiss
Stupidly hoping it could be more than this
Because to me you exist.
The Savage Setting SunI stood upon a growling rock
Amidst a rabid sea,
And looked into the shutting eye.
That glared right back at me.
And as I stared into the eye,
This savage setting sun,
I could not help but shed a tear
To see its life was done.
The glint of red upon the waves
Did slowly seem to slip
Behind the gold horizon like
A fleeting funeral ship.
And in a feral funeral chant
The ocean seemed to roar.
I faintly heard the pipe of Pan
That howled upon the shore.
The wind joined in this symphony.
It howled with dancing Pan
And echoed through the hallowed earth
And through the hearts of man.
The innocence of savagery,
Barbaric songs of yore
Like wild Cuhullin cried
And then were heard no more.
The glowing eye was finally shut;
The ship had finally gone
Far, far away into the deep
And silent great beyond.
The waves then ceased their feral chant,
And Pan his flute’s sweet trill;
The wind then ceased it’s mighty howl
And all the earth was still.
I stood amidst this silence and
I beat my throbb