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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 3:25 pm
Nihilistic Seraph Jameta Nihilistic Seraph Very cool Jameta ^.^ Hmm, now I feel like putting up some random segments from my story. Many people tend to relate stories to my dreams. I wish I had the motivation to turn them into novels. xp Hehe, you should team up with someone. You provide the impetus, and they'll give you the prose. That would be fun... provided I could find someone to trust and the time to work with them. gonk
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 5:42 pm
Jameta Nihilistic Seraph Jameta Nihilistic Seraph Very cool Jameta ^.^ Hmm, now I feel like putting up some random segments from my story. Many people tend to relate stories to my dreams. I wish I had the motivation to turn them into novels. xp Hehe, you should team up with someone. You provide the impetus, and they'll give you the prose. That would be fun... provided I could find someone to trust and the time to work with them. gonk Good luck with that ^.^ I'd volunteer to help, but I've got a couple stories going myself, and I'd probably end up twisting your story >.<
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Nihilistic Seraph Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 3:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 3:53 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:14 pm
Noooooo, my mind has this way of giving my newer stores a darker twist. If one or more of your characters don't have a fascination with melancholy, they will when I'm done with them. Things like that.
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Posted: Sat Mar 11, 2006 7:17 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 12, 2006 10:24 am
Nihilistic Seraph Noooooo, my mind has this way of giving my newer stores a darker twist. If one or more of your characters don't have a fascination with melancholy, they will when I'm done with them. Things like that. Eh, they naturally all have some sort of drama, but not necessarily melancholy. Take Ephiphany and Alastor- Alastor killed Ephiphany's parents, almost killed her, took over her kingdom and practically laid it to waste, and yet there's still some odd attraction between the two.
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Posted: Mon Mar 13, 2006 6:55 pm
Nyu, I have a fascination with melancholy! And bittersweetness...and sadness...and the dark...and anything else negative... ninja
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 6:06 am
Suzuroi Nyu, I have a fascination with melancholy! And bittersweetness...and sadness...and the dark...and anything else negative... ninja I just like "odd" happiness. mrgreen
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 4:57 pm
Jameta Suzuroi Nyu, I have a fascination with melancholy! And bittersweetness...and sadness...and the dark...and anything else negative... ninja I just like "odd" happiness. mrgreen Me too. I seem to find some sort of silent beauty in negativity.
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Posted: Thu Mar 16, 2006 9:42 am
I command a field-trip to the Dresden Museum of Germany to go see the works of Caspar David Friedrich!
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Posted: Sun Mar 19, 2006 11:02 am
Nihilistic Seraph I command a field-trip to the Dresden Museum of Germany to go see the works of Caspar David Friedrich! Sure, if you can pick up my tab. mrgreen
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 11:20 am
Here is a pict that I did of the Goddess Bast.
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Posted: Mon May 29, 2006 7:41 pm
One thousand pairs of wings take to flight Fill the sky, black out the sun, tear at the dying light The starlit cities so safe and mighty Blaspheme Heaven's birthright Till no tired lids may rest. Shrouds like stagnation fester Slaves made one by corporeal blight Writhe compulsively like cancer Dusk-black banner claims the fight Where the mind is the battlefield Swans tremble like many dancers There is no song but death Heralds of stagnation's last breath Flames catch the oily pool But the slaves have no eyes The milky shroud is the hangman's rope The siren song, Blasphemer's tool. The Maternatural cannot cope She decrees it cannot there lie It bleeds, it chokes, withers, and dies.
If you don't understand it or it doesn't make sense, I'm sorry. Untitled as of now.
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