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
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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
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A Sinner's LullabyHush little baby,
Don’t say a word.
The lines between good and sin
Close your eyes,
And say goodnight.
You’ll find your light.
Have sweet dreams,
My dear young love.
You’re barren of.
Hush little baby,
Rest your head.
Your shining hope
Is not yet dead.
Shove me under cold watersWhy is this world so cold?
Why do their stares match their hearts?
What did I do to them..?
I was born this way priest..
Why do your followers hate me so much?
Why do they wish to burn me on a stake?
Why do they chant for me to burn in Hell?
Have I truly done anything wrong?
Is being born like this a sin?
Why is hiding who I truly am gonna save me?
Priest..Will you baptise me today?
Will you pray for me, every night before you close your eyes?
Or will you shun me like your followers have?
Is your religion just smoke and mirrors?
What do I have left to hold on to?
Shove me under cold waters, priest.
Or I will plunge into them myself...
Broken LetterSometimes I wake to silence,
And my heart breaks again.
Sometimes I hear your laughter
in the echoes of the rain,
some times I feel your hand
touching mine, and feel the pain
as I remember you are no longer there.
If it would mean that for a day
I could walk with you,
I would sell my soul
for a chance to make that true.
If I could hold you for a moment
I know I could make it though,
but I can't, and darkness fills me.
I think some times how easy
it would be for me to die.
I lie awake and think of you,
alone I sit and cry,
and in the shadow of my pain
I cling to life and try
to be someone that you can view with pride.
Each day I work my hands
till they bleed and break.
each night I sit and suffer
as I relive each mistake,
Always have I loved you,
without you here I fear I'll break.
But for you I will try to hold on.
In my dreams you call my name
asking why I let you go.
You look on with teary eyes
such inner pain your face will show,
and wake in tears of anguish
Mirrored EyesMy mirrored eyes
Reflect what people see
Not my lies
But yet it’s me
Cast the shadow
That steals my form
Release the arrow
Unleash the storm
The damns break apart
Sealed inside no more
It took but a single dart
To penetrate the core
You've unleashed a sea
That was locked away
Deep inside of me
All my fears are washed away
But then I return
To the place I flood
What didn't burn
Is stained in blood
I clean the mess
I left behind
The game of chess
At last aligned
The Sky, Last NightJust last night
I saw the sky like I never had before
it was the epitome of beauty
and it captured me in thought
I stood there in a daze
at the majesty in front of me
it was as if I was staring
at something I wasn't meant to see
JackCarve out my inside
Leaving me hollow and cold
With a fake smile
And a falsely burning heart
Too soon I’ll just rot away
It all means nothingThose months I spent with you.
Did they really mean nothing?
Do you really want to hide me from everyone?
What am I gonna be for you?!
Just a fucking ghost?
Why does this hurt so bad?
This feeling of impenetrable loneliness,
this darkness that surrounds me everyday!
Didn't you understand the love I felt for you?
Didn't you understand how long I wanted us to mean something...
It means nothing!
Everything we ever were is nothing!
Little BirdHello little birdy,
Won't you bring me along.
I see you chirping so beautifully,
a very sad song.
You fly with grace,
And fly with speed.
Chasing your other birdy friends,
Way up in the trees.
Won't you stay a while,
Little birdy, with me.
I need someone to sit here,
And sing with me.
But your smart,
Little birdy, just you fly away.
Don’t stay with the girl,
That has lost her way.
A Pair of Blue Eyes
Oh hark, to my surprise,
All I see are those same blue eyes
The same eyes filled with wonder,
Filled with mystery
Which led me to ponder what
Became of thier history
The pair of blue eyes that haunt me
The same eyes that taunt me
I see them in the darkest shadows
Rising up, hitting me like arrows
I feel drawn to thier light,
They can be as black as night
With that a lot can be told
Eyes are windows to the soul
The pair of eyes that tease me,
The same eyes don't appease me,
They try to push me away
And thought there is danger; I must stay
Those same blue eyes hold a secret I want to see
The person who owns them, means so much to me.