October 18, 2011 - 12:07am — Rutilus
[=10]SO BASICALLY if any of you have read my recent poetry you'll know I say it's written by a new character, known as Verdilac or Morrison.
He has a particular way of writing/thinking that I like, so uh. Basically, I want you guys to give us a subject - a word, a phrase, a topic, a colour, an animal, a verb, an adjective, a name, a question, a thought, anything. Be creative, man - be imaginative.
Inspire me, dammit.
Results will be posted here whee.
Edit: LOL I forgot to mention - in that long list up there? Your characters. They count. Preferably with a link to a biography so V/M knows what the hell he's talking about.
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Nathaniel Sarel
Nathaniel Sarel. What's in a name?
Shorten it. Quick, make it shorter!
So he can fit in, of course. Another world.
Just like the rest of us now. Fuck it all.
Fuck them, fuck him, fuck her, fuck everyone!
What does he care? A diamond shaft. Prized.
Controls chaos so neatly that nobody notices.
A sinner - the priests would never touch him.
Unholy.
It's a shame, though. Why can't he sample them all?
Every one of them! He messes his hair up - quick, quick--
--run out of time, yet lives forever. Barely notices the clock,
bound around his neck by a chain of gold hair. Shame.
Block your family out - leave them in the past, leave them again
Daddy's little girl doesn't love him anymore, makes him suffer
For who could love their coward of a father? COWARD.
C-c-coward. But he can't give a shit anymore.
Uppers, downers, inbetweeners - what are those again?
Ah, right. They make him forget. Forget what? What was it, he--
Her. All of them. Voice of liquid silk interrupted by sand.
It runs in rivers down his face, down a lean torso. Down the beach.
And then, oblivion?
Never.
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'Guilt is an illness, indulgence is the cure.'
[i]Well you'd say that, wouldn't you?
Do not be offended if I'm doing this ;3;
(i will take this down when im off ;0) 
