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LOC: Columbia, SC
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: December 08
LOC: Columbia, SC
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: December 08
I am a man of many talents…I write, draw my own web-comic, do photography, and monkey around with photoshop.
I have been writing for myself since I was a pre-teen, because I have these stories in my head and I feel I need to get them out; the same with my comics and drawings.
Due to my current job, which affords me hours of time inbetween work cycles, I have decided to write again, and I hope you guys and girls of Urbis like what you see..
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Chapter 1 Once upon an old time, there lived a small child demon named Evilness. He wasn't like the others of his kind, in fact, one could say he was the odd demon out, so to speak. He did not see any point in killing or corrupting like the others, and he always got low marks in all his classes. But he didn't seem to notice or care, he was happy just being himself. One black day in Hell, he was walking home from the Canyon of the Damned, where his class had gone earlier that day for a career ...
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Chapter 1: The Meeting :Midtown 1887: James Austin Darkmoore sits in his small office on Williamson Boulevard, rifling through some papers spred before him on his large cherrywood-finish desk. He is a man of adverage height, with a determined jaw, steel blue eyes, a distinct nose, clean-shaven, and hair the color of a coffee stain. The tiny side windows are open to let some breeze in, in an effortless attempt to help the stuffy office ventilate some. His office is sandwhiched between two brow...
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A drop of liquid A touch of paper Dancing on my tongue Creating a wonderfully Twisted reality where Painted walls melt and buildings Seem to slant towards each other like an M.Eshcer nightmare as a brick foyer Becomes a sinking mass of roaring waves. Is this: Bliss? Satori? Nirvana? My brain has never known such sensations Like these as my body heat increases Making me want to tear through and tear off My clothes for relief as My heart beats every-so quickly to Keep up with my whirling brain....
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wow, I have to say that was a very descriptive piece of poetry. It kinda made me sad at the thought of the person who was looking in the mirror, but it sound like a real person that has lived a very hard, kinda disappointing life. Bravo. Excellent. Can't wait to read more from you in the future. :D
Wow, that was amazing. I love the descriptiveness of the story, and I love how it seems so real. Your characters are vivid and I can picture them in my head, not the faces, mind you, but the characters. I thought that was sweet how he stopped fighting with his wife, when he realized that she smelled like jasmine and that there were roses on her nightgown. That was a nice touch. Overall, as a story, I say that you have definitely succeed in your goal, and I can't wait to read more from you in ...
I have to say, I really liked it...It was short, as most Haiku are, but it still painted a wonderful picture..great work...
I really like the words here, and they paint a really good portrait of a person falling hard for another. I'm just curious as to find out what kind of music to you see would accompany this. Country? Pop? Ballad? Alternative? I think it could go in any of these catagories, and I would definitely want to hear what it sounds like when put to music. Also: What kinds of instruments do you see being used to help the lyrics along? Just wondering. It's a great piece.
I like the story, it is unique. I'm amazed that you were able to write it using Tarot Cards, I've never heard of doing that. Sounds interesting. I was a little confused at the ending. Did the husband break the old woman's neck and that's why Ellen whapped her husband. Or did the old woman's neck just break with no cause what-so-ever, making it a supernatural death. I wanted to point out the occassional abscence of punctuation, as seen in this sentence. "“She deserved it that damn woman defini...
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