It was evening when things started to take a turn for the worse.

Inspired by 'what the snowman learned about love'. <3

Some parts of this may be considered cruel or disturbing. Mature warning.

THIS'LL GO WELL. So as usual, I want all of you. ALL THE PEOPLE. To come in here. And roleplay, and stuff. Human or deer is fine 8> And SERIOUSLY GUYS if you've never roleplayed with me before, do so now. Right now. Right here. In this blog.

trolol.

IDAHO


maskless
Spiffy art by Xylv ♥

How long had they been going now? Time stretched on forever and weakened them - body and mind. The river's splashing and singing did nothing to help them stay awake. All it did was hide their scent, and that was enough for now. After an eternity, sleep came - they took shelter in a makeshift fortress of rocks and branches, not quite warm, not quite cold. Strung in limbo.

I've said before that I'm tired of having so many characters, but what I'm really tired of is making biographies for them over and over, and the prospect of doing so much CSS just...kills me. So here's some bad, quickly-done CSS, and in the future a horde of characters because I have too many pictograms, too many ideas, and too much time on my hands.

As in
PEOPLE THAT LIKE TEA/COFFEE
but mostly tea

try it with goat's milk instead of cow's milk

IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL

-SOB-

can you tell I'm bored
can you
really
how did you guess

you know what
guys
just talk about food and drink or something
anything
post pictures
I don't even know what's going on anymore
-sob-

[=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?