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  • Artist Info: The name's Siel.<br />
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    I'm an intellectual. I have an iron will. I do not. ever. give up.<br />
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    I'm the Guild Leader of the Gotei Elite, and have been for several months now. In that time, the G.E. has flourished wonderfully and I'm happy to say that we've gained many more members than any Guild of our Precedence. I owe it all to my Captains and Crew who help me every step of the way.<br />
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    I do art as well. My own, and some for friends. I also do custom profiles, Guild Home Pages (I did the G.E. Home Page for example) and create a Guild Magazine each few weeks.<br />
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    Besides all that I do my best for the Gotei Elite, because the last Guild I was in (that many people from the G.E. were also in) betrayed me. The leader, Vice Captain, and someone with an irrational hatred for me, one day decided to turn the Guild Corrupt, and I found out. They tried to silence me. I exposed their crimes. An almighty uproar ensued, and they fled the Guild. In the mean time, a good friend of mine, Sky Vespa, had created the G.E., the "New" Guild - for those who wanted to flee the corruption of the old one and it's leaders who betrayed so many. Sky later granted me leadership over the Gotei Elite, saying I had earned it, and I've tried my best to keep it thriving ever since (with special thanks going to all of the G.E.'s Crew and Volunteers).<br />
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    Nowadays, those corrupt leaders are trying to get back in. They are trying to fool us, and anyone they can, really, into believing they didn't do anything wrong, and somehow it was all me. They say yes, they did commit all the crimes, but they are trying to say they had every right to, because they "didn't like me". Genius. Not.<br />
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    Good riddance to them. Guild Corruption, turning your back your friends, hacking people, stealing, spreading vicious and relentless rumors, destroying lives for the fun of it, and yet they have the nerve to turn around and say that they are "Justice" and that its "okay" for them to do it. Be warned. If you meet them, be prepared to have everything and everyone you believe in challenged, and if you resist, they call you "evil", "twisted", "corrupt" and "just another puppet of Siel". All because you won't swallow their crap without question.<br />
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    I've gone through several painful experiences. They only prove to make me stronger, and my strength is often reflected in my personality. Especially when I think more like 'Rain'. I like to think that my mind is limitless. I constantly expand my knowledge and experience, and of course my morals and sense of philosophy. I break down Physics, Thoughts, Body Language, and read my opponents like a book, constantly searching their essence for information. Sometimes I freak out my friends because I accidentally reveal information about them that they had no idea I knew. Things like whether or not they are taken, what foods they hate, secrets, schemes, and ideas.<br />
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    Two things which have recently done nothing but reinforce my sense of strength and self-control:<br />
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    I've gone through painful second degree burns to my right leg, which made skin. literally. go pale and fall off. Unluckily for me the only medical equipment I had at the time was a bandage, and the owners of the house who I was living with at the time... didn't give a rats ass about me and subsequently refused to let me go to the hospital. I was in constant agony 24 hours a day and could not go outside, as the sunlight made my leg feel like it was on fire. I didn't sleep for almost a week, but the mornings were what I dreaded most. My leg seeped enormous amounts of Plasma through the night (clear, liquid skin - before it sets), and it had covered the bandage and gone rock hard. As such... I had to rip my own skin off every day for four days straight. I did it slowly, and painfully, but it was one of the only ways available to me to prevent infection. Every day that I had to peel away my skin from bleeding flesh (about the size of half my whole leg), I had to think to myself... "Siel. Which would you rather. Rip your skin off now - or lose that leg to infection?"<br />
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    (Infections on burns, especially 2nd Degree and Higher, are considered deadly, and you can lose limbs because of it.)<br />
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    I've also nearly died from Chemical Pneumonia and Asphyxiation (suffocation from poisonous gases). My Aunt, one day, while visiting my family, left the gas stove on at night. She and my family then went out for dinner while I rested, as I was sick. About an hour or so later I came downstairs to the kitchen to cook dinner (and couldn't smell - blocked nose), and took out a frypan, placed my hand on the ignition dial for the stove, and ONLY THEN, one second away from an explosion, I heard the gas coming from the stove. The entire bottom floor was sealed. Windows and doors closed. No fresh air or air flow. The gas had filled up most of the ground floor of the house. I quickly put everything away and opened doors and windows. Thinking that I'd evaded a disaster, I took a break, and suddenly felt unable to breathe. I fell to the floor after bumping against the wall on the way down, and was struggling to breathe. My whole torso felt... completely weird... and cold. I slowly started getting insanely dizzy, and couldn't open my eyes cause my head was pounding so badly. In what I thought would be the last few moments, I started breathing just a little bit normally again, and could feel air moving in my chest. I slowly came out of it, and went to rest. I didn't sleep though. The next day I went straight to the hospital because of severe chest pains whenever I breathed, and the doctor told me I was lucky to be alive. He asked if I got any sleep and I said no. That's when he told me that if I -had- slept, I'd be dead now. Apparently I wouldn't have gotten enough oxygen while sleeping. -- So I was alive now, and the doctor said I was out of danger. I slowly recovered over the next week and the feeling of having a frozen chest left me. Still made me think though.<br />
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    Anydangways. Yes, this might sound all very over-the-top, but I say it as I see it. That's all that happened, and it wasn't pleasant... so before anyone goes being critical and tries to bring me down for their own "lets try and prove a point" show, think for one second - if you had it that bad would YOU sugarcoat it and say it was all so very lovely and you're totally fine? No scars? I went through it. It wasn't pleasant. I survived (whether I wanted to or not). Deal with it. Thank you.
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