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Quadruple Poetry - Marik and Ryou

Just an idea I wanted to try - describing one character with four different styles of poetry. Expect to see more of these.

Victims 4 and 5 are Skitties' Ryou and Haru's Marik. I hope you two don't mind a dual set, since it will give me a new way to experiment with this.

Enjoy


~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ONE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


May you never cross our path
All that you hold dear will vanish
Ryou and I will conquer this world
If all else, then it will fall into the shadows
Kneel before the power of our force

Run and we will find you
Yield and surrender your life to Marik and I
Obey our every command
Unless you wish to die by our hands



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TWO~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


DARK
SHADOWS
BECKO ### N US
THE MILL ##### ENNIUM
ITEMS ### WILL
SOON BE
OURS




~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THREE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



What would you say
To playing a little game?
Win, and perhaps you will live
Lose, and your soul to give
What is this, an alibi?
Then I'll just gouge out your eyes
There are worse punishments deeper
For doublecrossing a tombkeeper

Enough of this foolishness
We shall soon end this
A millennium item, I see
Why don't you just give it to me
Or to save the trouble here
Your deepest secrets I will peer
And with my Millennium Ring
I will force you into insanity



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~FOUR~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~



The time of the Pharaoh is over. We shall devise a plan to overthrow him. Perhaps slip a little poison in his morning milk? No, that may be too tricky. How about we just stab him in the heart and take away his Millennium Puzzle? Hmm...too messy. Or we could break all of his bones one by one until he submits.
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I Am Elemental (poem)

I had this idea a few days ago, but after going to see Cirque Du Soleil's Dralion, I wanted to write it tonight. I hope it's okay that I made Earth and Fire masculine and Water and Wind feminine. Anyway, enjoy Eye

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The elements flow within me, and I honor each one of them with the life I live.
My skin was formed from the very EARTH I walk upon.
I honor him with the STRENGTH in my muscles.
My blood was formed from the WATER I drink.
I honor her with the CLARITY of my decisions.
My breath was formed from the AIR in my lungs.
I honor her with the WORDS I speak.
My heart was formed from the FIRE sparked within.
I honor him with the PASSION of my spirit.
With these four elements, I am whole.
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and my face?

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Need help for a couple things

1. I want that dark pelt that fawns can get.

2. Peirce's mother died... so he wants someone to take care of him.

If any of you want to help say so and soon I will be at the Twin Gods.
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Peirce's updates.

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Name:Peirce
Age:Fawn
Gender:Male
Mood:Lonely and scared.
Fav place: The ruins.

Peirce loves to run and jump. He is very nice but because he is just a fawn he is very shy. He looks like a regular fawn with flowers on his head. He loves to make new friends.

Peirce's mother just recently died. Peirce now roams around the forest without a mother or father. But no one can see the hollowness in him left from the loneliness of his mother's death.

The only time Peirce was happy was when he found some flowers and put them on his head. He ran around the forest showing them off. But his happiness didn't stay for long. He saw a couple of stags, both having huge red antlers and the skull mask. They were hanging out by the Crying Idol. One had a zombie pelt, the other Peirce forgot. They were sniffing each other when suddenly one of them reared and hit Peirce. He screamed in pain and ran away and kept running until he reached the Twin Gods.

Soon he was surrounded by a group of deer rearing him.

Peirce is scared right now to wander now. His poor butt still hurts from the stag's blow.

All he wants now is his mother back. Or, maybe, someone who is willing to love him.

Biography of the Greek Violet,.:Iolanthe:.


A triggermortis siggie


PERMANENTLY OFFLINE ROLEPLAY CHARACTER


I am from the Great Forest.

Iolanthe, what are you?

A Roe deer.

How old are you?
When I entered the Great Forest, I knew myself as twenty two.
Time is endless here, I do not know how long I have been here, though I can guess myself as four.

Would you ever go back home, if you had the chance?
I... I can hardly remember home. From my last memory, I would never go back.

Did you leave anyone behind that you miss? A love, perhaps?
N....no. Maybe. I remember kissing someone before I departed to this place. I cannot remember.
...
...
I cannot remember.

What do you like to do, Iolanthe?
Dance. I love to dance.
I love walks, too.

I cannot remember.

I'd like to know this deer, does anyone recognise the picto-gram?

The deer on the left.

They kept me company today. Smiling
It was my day off from college, and I was feeling lonely and hey, this deer comes and sits next to me. Stroke of luck, and kindness. :3
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Text Deer

Can you make a text deer?

I can!




()_()
()____|oo|
|______|
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U U U U

... It sucks.

Curse my mind

The park is quiet
I am all alone
The birds do not sing
And even if they did
The joy of the melody
Would escape this mind today

Your name I keep saying
In my mind
It seems so loud
I'm almost afraid it would slip out
And my voice would say your name
I could curse myself a million times
For even remembering your face
I still think about you
Even know
After all this time
Why is it that I can't seem to forget you


Looking back I see the good times
We shared together
But why must it be hard to remember the bad times
It's confusing
You think after we tried twice
That I would honestly forget you
I don't want to remeber you
I want to move on

But every time I try
I see you smilling at me
I want to forget everything
Your not even close to me
But your holding me back
It's like an imaginiary rope
That's tied to my mind
Always keeping me thinking about you

If you knew these things
What would say
That I was pathetic
Would you laugh to my face
Or would you be silent
Because you feel the same
The last option is something I really don't even consider


Curse my mind
That straps me to you
The shadow in my life
That has long since moved on
But is still so vivid in my head
I can't cut the string
It seems to be invisble
Was this your cruel wish
That I in someway would never forget you
As we both walk this earth
On separate paths
Never to meet again.

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