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Jupiter Sunrise Forum    Talk    Talk Amongst Yourselves    Writting « Previous topic | Next topic » Pages: 1 ... 32 33 34 35 36  ...  48 Reply Notify of replies Send Topic Print    Author  Topic: Writting  (Read 6449 times) NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #495 on: Oct 17th, 2003, 5:01pm » Quote Modify ok, i wrote this story yesterday... er... yeah... just random mood..... its kind of predictable though.... enjoy...     Charlemange stared at her pale, thin beautiful throat, all he could see was her jugular pumping fresh blood to other regions of her body.  It was calling to him. He's been like this for a few months now feelint the thurst, the want, the need for the fresh blood.  Charlemange doesnt quite rememeber how it started, but the past few months had been a foggy haze.  He just remembers waking up and having an incredible taste for warm human blood.  Its not that it felt right or wrong, it was just different.   She was giggling now, her thrat was beconing to him, calling for him.  She was so beautiful, if he did this, he would suck the beauty right out of her, taking it from the world forever.  It was so tempting, he wanted to stay good, he didnt want to hurt her, and all of her lovliness.   It was a dark cloudy night, she was leading him through the woods.  It was a beautiful night, and she was looking more beautiful every step they took.  He led her to a clearing.  The faint moonlight pushed through the clouds and reflected off of her smooth milky skin.  She tossed her head so her neck was revealed, he couldnt stand it anymore, that was just too much.  He lifted his hands and put one at the small of her back, and the other on her neck under her hair.  He reached in moving ever so slowly. As he was doing that a strong chilly breeze picked up.  Charlemange looked up to see the clouds parting revealing a beautiful full moon.  He had tunred back to his soon-to-be-victim, something happened.  She violently ripped away from him, she bent and half, and almost seemed to be shap shifting.  It took a moment for Charlemange to relize what was happening.  He shouldve resisted, he shouldve stayed in the bar.   Who's the Victim now? IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Kari Jo YaBB Newbie Party Hard~Love Harder~Forever Rock     Gender: Posts: 11 Re: Writting « Reply #496 on: Oct 17th, 2003, 5:43pm » Quote Modify Wow i feel left out. . . i dont think i could write to save myself. i usually paint. but props to all you writers, i love reading so i enjoyed it.     Kari Jo IP Logged "My words fly up, my thoughts remain below. Words without meaning never to heaven go." NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #497 on: Oct 17th, 2003, 5:49pm » Quote Modify rock on to fellow artists!!   just try, i didnt think i could write either... give it a try... think of something and go with it.. we wont poke fun... we are a big happy family here IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Mimi YaBB God/goddess im like a coozy cup, cool and fuzzy....     Gender: Posts: 1711 Re: Writting « Reply #498 on: Oct 17th, 2003, 7:18pm » Quote Modify Hugs and Kisses to my sweet When is the next time we shall meet You make me laugh oh so hard you are such a cute tard I always smile and grin so big Like a big puffy afro-wig How we both love to dance the jig IP Logged *A warrior who wears two swords at his side, but does not put the spirit of combat into his heart, is nothing but a peasent or merchent wearing the skin of a warrior* NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #499 on: Oct 18th, 2003, 5:37am » Quote Modify aww sooo cute! IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Folkien YaBB Junior Member Shhhhhh! I'm hunting waskly wabbits!     Gender: Posts: 58 Re: Writting « Reply #500 on: Oct 23rd, 2003, 6:30am » Quote Modify the only thing that i really like to write is fiction.  story wise that is.   i can't do much poetry but i wish i could... i have a story floating round my pokcets some where but i can't find it... d**n ...... ah well  i iwll find it later   -jakob IP Logged NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #501 on: Oct 23rd, 2003, 7:58am » Quote Modify i used to think i couldnt write poetry either, well i stil dont think i can write good poetry... but you should try anyway, we are a loving community, we'll tell ya if you suck or not but im sure you dont IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles MonkeySleepy YaBB God/goddess Fighterdoken!     Gender: Posts: 756 Re: Writting « Reply #502 on: Oct 23rd, 2003, 12:10pm » Quote Modify For you I would cross Endless Deserts, to sit in the oasis of your smile. For you I would roam the Icy Wastelands of Absence, just to be warmed at your fireside. For you I would swim the Endless Oceans of Extranious Circumstance, for a glimpse at your far shore. For you I would pass through the fires of Hel itself and remain safe, cloaked in your love. For you I would scale impossible mountians, to shout from the highest heights "I love you" For you I would hold back the forces of nature, to turn back the tide of the seasons, and say "Thy beauty is eternal." For you I would pledge my love eternal, to stand the testament of time, steadfast and rooted in love deeper that time itself.   For the love of my life IP Logged Last man standing. NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #503 on: Oct 23rd, 2003, 12:13pm » Quote Modify awww DAVE!!! that...was... amazing IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Mimi YaBB God/goddess im like a coozy cup, cool and fuzzy....     Gender: Posts: 1711 Re: Writting « Reply #504 on: Oct 23rd, 2003, 4:16pm » Quote Modify haha about a year ago i had never wrote anything at all..then some odd reason i was encouraged to write and now it just comes to me naturally, speratic, but natural..   thats what happens if you hang out on these boards and talk to all these great people, you grow for the better as a person. IP Logged *A warrior who wears two swords at his side, but does not put the spirit of combat into his heart, is nothing but a peasent or merchent wearing the skin of a warrior* Ashley YaBB God/goddess www.brianmay.co m     Gender: Posts: 3311 Re: Writting « Reply #505 on: Oct 26th, 2003, 1:43pm » Quote Modify i started a couple stories on my computer back at the dorm but they're mad long so i'm not gonna put them up... in related news, here's a poem i wrote on thursday when scott was still here... because he stayed an extra day   Music, It Seems, Will Stay   I think I miss you the most when you're sitting beside me And I know that tomorrow you'll be gone I miss you more than the song I don't sing,     Than the pick I didn't bring and the fallen lizard king I think I miss you the most anticipating the dawn Of tomorrow when you'll be missing.   I think I love you the most when you tell me you love me And i know that you mean the words you speak I love you more than the music I play,     Than getting my way and singing "Yesterday" I think I love you the most when you show you're unique And i want to be forever in today   I understand the least why I can't see you more Why i know that you always have to leave I want so much to follow you away     So much to let you stay, and not have this delay Over the cell phone wires while I have to believe I'll see you again another day   I'd leave a gig early if it meant I'd see you more I'd break my fingers and sell my guitars to a cheap store I'd tear my vocal chords if I could hold you every day But I can't--and so music, it seems, will stay As I once again watch your form go away IP Logged Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure. NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #506 on: Oct 26th, 2003, 2:25pm » Quote Modify *single tear*   ash.... that... was...... *sigh* wow... wow....and that is all i can think of to say, that was amazing IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Nicole Guest Re: Writting « Reply #507 on: Oct 27th, 2003, 2:38pm » Quote Modify Remove The open field is right before your eyes   But you can't see it from the window       The future is right before your eyes   But you can't see it for the dark   You push the door and the gloomy dim   allows you to see outlines, a mere fragment of what they could really be.   You step forward, but are unsure   You could trip in the fragile conditions.   Nebulous figures skulk near you, undistinct in the light.     You look at your feet and they too cannot be seen.   Will you continue? Or turn back to the safety?     In the safety will you be sure? IP Logged Ashley YaBB God/goddess www.brianmay.co m     Gender: Posts: 3311 Re: Writting « Reply #508 on: Oct 28th, 2003, 7:45am » Quote Modify nicole, that was incredible.   This is the continuing saga of something i started... i wrote the last page of it on here and i started writing the beginning, and today i felt like writing something a little bit in the middle.  it's sorta fantasy and takes place in the Land of Eternal Twilight, Bowiedorff. (cool name huh?)   The three of us traveled on through what we assumed to be Bowiedorff for days.  It was difficult to believe that we were really anywhere with a name, because all that we ever came across was wilderness.  There wasn't any sign of civilization.  I was beginning to believe one of two things: either my four guardians had drugged me into a deep, dreaming sleep, or they had somehow just dropped me off into the woods somewhere.  The first seemed more likely.  But then, in this place, nothing seemed to make sense.  There was never a daytime or a night time, no division between the hours.  I found that our watches all ran at different times, and there was no constancy to the intervals between them.  My companions and I were starting to wonder how exactly we were to save the people of this land if we never found them. Finally, after about three or four days (by days, i mean number of times we'd slept), we saw lights burning at the top of a mountain.  Could it be that there was someone out here besides the three of us?  I started to regain faith in the four who had sent me.  "Let's go up," I said, walking toward the base of the hill. "Wait," Alefric said, hanging back. "What's wrong?" "Why should we go up there?" "To see if there's anyone who can tell us where we are," Keelan said. "We know where we are," Alefric responded.  "The land of Bowiedorff." "How do we know that?" I asked. "You told us." "Well, maybe we could get some more information," Keelan said.  "About how we can go about bringing order back to this place." "I'm sure there's people up there," I said.  "Maybe they can give us something to eat other than this stuff we've been living off of." If I had known what awaited us at the top of the mountain, I wouldn't have been so eager.  I would have been better off not knowing how lost these people were whose kingdom I had to save.  I could never have imagined anything like the people we encountered.  Nothing could have prepared me for the confusion and pain that they experienced every day. But I had no idea that they would be any different from me and my companions.  I assumed that all people were like me.  Though the guardians had explained that the residents of Bowiedorff had no past and no future, because the kingdom had no daytime or nighttime, I just took it for granted taht they would still be just like Keelan, Alefric and me.  But they weren't.   ...more to come... IP Logged Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure. NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m � wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #509 on: Oct 28th, 2003, 8:28am » Quote Modify oh tell us more tell us more!!!!   that rocked! IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Pages: 1 ... 32 33 34 35 36  ...  48 Reply Notify of replies Send Topic Print Forum Jump: ----------------------------- General -----------------------------  - New Forum Warning! ----------------------------- Talk -----------------------------=> Talk Amongst Yourselves   - Questions for the Band   - Street Team Business « Previous topic | Next topic »

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