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 veil 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, filling the air with the light scent of burnt gunpowder. 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 stay away from the void of light that persisted even under the street lights, the shade that permeated a malice that even the gang leaders cringed away from. The car narrowly manages to get away as he keeps walking aimlessly through the night.
Walking along through the dark windswept streets, he trods alone. winding
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
Grand Pa bounced me on his knee,
his big moustache would tickle me.
He´d want a kiss, give me a peck
and blow a raspberry on my neck.
I´d squeal so loud, laugh with delight,
my arms around him, hug him tight.
While playing games of hide and seek,
he´d start to count but would always peek
and then pretend he couldn´t see,
where I had hid. Where could I be?
My Grand pa could do magic,
he could make a penny disappear,
until he uttered "Sim-sala-bim!"
and there it was behind my ear.
Sometimes he´d take me to the zoo
and we´d have fun the whole day through,
we´d walk around for miles and miles
and he´d buy me little snacks.
Later when I could walk no more,
I´d be carried piggy-back.
Then came a time he had to leave,
it left my Mommy full of grief.
But "Gramps" I just wanted you to know,
you were definitely my hero.
My best friend,I miss you each day,
so good night, God bless
and as you would say,
friends it´s ti
RainYou stand here in
this somber place,
the rain pelting
your sorrowed face
I think about
how you do feign,
as your salty tears
mix with the rain
And as your lips do drip
with bitter sorrow,
I yearn for you
a better tomorrow
When I think back, long ago
Back when our family was starting to grow
I will tell you a story
That takes place very early
It was a beautiful morning
Your father was still snoring.
He had your brother in his arms
I woke up feeling queasy
And I got up, that wasn't easy.
I ran to the bathroom and locked the door
Almost puking on the floor.
After that I took a test
And found out that
Yes! I was pregnant with you!
It was a long road, filled with twist and turns
Some troubles happy, others concerns.
It wasn't until 4 months when the problems had dropped.
Then I felt a terrible pain, and my heart almost stopped.
I had your father rush me to the hospital, the pain was too much for me
Your brother was confused, I was crying, letting out a pained plea.
But it was too late.
I couldn't save you.
I was too weak, you were too.
When I found out that you were gone.
I had no one to count on.
I never found out if you were a boy or a girl,
If you were going to have straight hair or curls.
BrokenHead up, shoulders back, as I slowly trudge onward.
Building the walls back up around my heart as I go.
Not sure if it would do much good now, though.
When you left, you broke something inside.
Not sure if it can ever be fixed.
I feel so hollow inside now that it hurts.
An empty space where my heart used to be.
Broken, empty, and cold.
What is This?I just want joy,
But you only hurt.
I like things to last,
Yet you're so curt.
I just want truth,
But you only lie.
Please, let me breathe;
I don't think I want to die.
I just want Heaven,
But you are in Hell.
Is this love or is this hate?
I can never quite tell.
I just want you,
But you just scream.
Please kill me now;
Give me an eternity to dream.
I don't want this,
But I can't let it go.
Let life drip away,
Like a teardrop in the snow.
Just a teardrop in the snow.
The Man in the Velvet MaskThe fervent breath of night whispers secrets in my ear
A truth I'd long denied, now too faint to truly hear
In dreams the gold beneath my feet is fiercely swept away
And I am He; ill-fated twin I sentenced to decay.
Faceless are the haunting songs that echo through the walls
Lullabies of sorrow taint the light within the castle halls
Though once I slept beside him, dreaming beauty in the womb
He sleeps now far beneath the ground, confined within a living tomb.
Shattered glass of mirrors sometimes decorate my palace floors
A thousand small reminders of my shadow trapped by countless doors
To see his face is death to He and They who dare to ask
Eternal be the mystery of the man behind the velvet mask.
Looks LieI’m ugly and fat
But I can deal with that
‘Cause it means people like me for me;
Not for what they see.
Drip Drop, Tick TockDrip Drop, Drip Drop
Tears are falling to the ground
Drip Drop, Drip Drop
People leaving all around
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The clock is now counting down
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Until you're lying face down
Drip Drop, Drip Drop
Blood flows down, make no sound
Drip Drop, Drip Drop
Pain at height, wound round and round
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Everyone watches with no dread
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
As you lay there, bleeding and dead.
A Witch's Voice: Patricia V.2CLASS REPRESENTATIVE
The sweet air of spring
A breeze flows through the plain sky
Clothes hang gracefully
I walk along the blue sky
Now the rain is gone
There is no storm in my world
Now the sun comes out
It is a wonderful day
The clouds will join me
Nothing is filthy at all
Holding it in place
I hold the strings together
Make a perfect world
My friends are calling my name
School is in session
All of my friends are here now
Such a normal day
I want to meet all my peers
Until the bell rings
Everyone is normal
Everything is normal
There is no reason to cry
Magic matters not
I decided not to see
They do not exist
Nothing of those filthy thoughts
I want to stay clean
I just want to be normal
I'm a normal girl
I will enjoy my school life