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
Live Life, Be BraveSo the morning has once again broken
Into shattered pieces of a brand new day
And I’m trying to avoid asking myself
If I’m here and if I’m feeling okay
You see, yesterday I fractured my mind
Now today I am avoiding the cracks
That pave my path towards recovery
But one day I promise I’ll get back
‘You will get back to where exactly?’
With puzzled faces I hear my friends ask
To a point where I feel I am capable
Of completing simple every day tasks
That each one of you will take for granted
But are the fabric of my sanity
That I will weave into a blanket of hope
To shelter my mind from misery
Now the evening has once again arrived
Bright lights ask if I am here or there
So long as I am where I am loved
My reflection and I don’t really care
Because I know I am stronger than this
I am more than the intrusions my mind craves
A 'no entry' sign now greets them at my door
It’s time to just live life and be brave
SeafoamI think that perhaps I will live life alone
And die silent and soft in my vagabond home
Outlive the people who still know my name
And through my departure, leave earth just the same
I'll leave no one behind me to cry in the night
I'll leave no great sorrow or absence of light
But if I end up leaving someone behind
And I sleep, uninvited in thoughts in your mind
I have no great wisdom to banish your sorrow
No special thoughts for a brighter tomorrow
But please, dear friend, if you find yourself able
Don't strap me down to a cold metal table
Don't paint my face or polish my nails
Or set me up in a box and peer in through the rails
Just wrap me in cotton and rock me to sleep
And lower me into the billowing deep
Don't let me rot in a box in a grave
I want to dissolve into seafoam and waves
Stand UpYou let them hold you down, with fear,
Their cruel words are all you hear,
And you wont speak up, from where you lay,
If you don't stand up, here you'll stay.
Were both survivors, you and I,
But you'll never be free if you don't try,
I know its easier to stay this way,
But you only have this one chance to break away.
Stand up, stand your ground,
Use the voice you just found,
This is all a game you'll no longer play,
Because if you let them win then you will pay.
They can't hold you down forever,
Use your brain, you're much too clever,
To let them walk all over you,
You're stronger than that, you know its true.
Because you're stronger than you've seemed,
And smarter than they've gleamed,
You're better than them by far,
Stand up, show them who you are.
I'm happy to dieSomeone once told me
That I was the sun.
I shone oh so brightly
But now that's all all gone.
I've tried to be happy
But some things don't change.
I just feel more crappy
The more that I stay.
So I'm gonna leave,
No time for good-bye.
So fuck all you bitches!
I'm happy to die.
TimeIf time had stood still
before our last goodbye
then we could be together still,
still by each other´s side.
I would tell you all the things,
I´ve longed so much to tell you.
We`d take each other by the hand
our precious love would continue.
They say time is a healer
but time itself won´t tell,
if broken hearts can ever heal,
when missing you is hell.
The time waits for no man,
it races by each day.
The days alone become lonely years
with nothing left to say.
Accept maybe thank you my love,
I was proud, so proud to be your wife.
Thank you for your amazing love,
the way it influenced my life.
Poetry by Suzanne Karbach. 22nd January 2015
Too ColdThe day is long,
the wine has gone...
I’ve nothing left to offer.
And outside there,
are trees stripped bare,
I think, with me, they suffer.
The cosy fire
retains your ire,
It does not warm me through.
The ashes shift,
as did the rift,
that widened as rifts do.
I count the hours
and icy showers.
Outside - chill winds do blow
thin and comfortless.
It’s cold enough for snow.
I wait for night,
to ease my plight,
to pile the blankets on.
But no amount
of blankets now
can warm me since you’ve gone.
MonsterThe light that shined in your eyes for me has been darkened forevermore
My mistakes have done more damage than my words can restore.
I wish that I could rewind time and stop myself from causing you pain
You tried so hard for so long to help me, but I threw it all down the drain.
I let one tear become more important than the millions of smiles you had painted upon my face
I took for granted the heart that you trusted me with, a precious thing that nothing can replace.
So tightly to me, did you once cling
And in return I made you feel like your sacrifices didn't mean a thing.
I hate myself for all that I have done
For destroying the heart that could shine brighter than the sun.
I wrapped my hands around it and squeezed until I felt it breaking
All that we had wanted and worked for, I was forsaking.
Had I not become this monster, I would never have to feel lonely
Both now and then, I have loved and wanted you only.
But I only thought of myself and didn't see you losing your smile
Rebuild my hope.I think I lost you..
Gone for more than 3 months, and still missing.
You were always there.
You wrapped up my blade before it reached my skin.
You lifted my frown into a smile.
You pumped fresh blood into my no longer beating heart.
The walls were crimson, the floor sapphire.
Hope was nothing, but a last name.
I was laying down on that cyber hospital bed, recovery slow to come.
Then you walked in with a gust of letters.
You knew me when I was of my last name, you know me as I am with my current.
Or do you?
I want to talk to you so bad.
I want to make crazy plans with you again.
I just want your speech in my inbox.
Just to know you're okay..
Just to know.
You dedicated your life to relighting the fires in the dampened eyes.
You dedicated your life to build the walls that have slowly crumbled.
I dedicated my life to become as great as you..
The world is cold.
It's now colder without you.
I just want one letter..
Just to know you're okay.
Just to know that you aren
Don't CrySoak your hands in blood
From my hearts final flood
After all of my pain
At last it can drain
I’m tired of being alone
But my heart has turned to stone
The doors have been sealed
I will never be healed
I know someday I’ll die
But I hope you won’t cry
You never should have cared
My pain should not be shared
It’s mine to carry
And mine to bury
But its hold was too great
I broke loose too late