I am very strong,
I can keep going on,
i don't need anybody!
You think that that's me,
the person that you see, quivering and on their knees.
But that just isn't me,
I'm independant as can be,
you don't know how tough that i can be,
your mockings may cut deep,
but i will make you see,
that i have everything i need.
I just don't understand this mockery,
I just don't get what's wrong with me,
What is it that you see,
what is it that's wrong with me?
Why do you insist on denying,
I know you just want me to go crying,
I just don't see, but i don't need,
Now sing along with me!
We are very strong,
we can keep going on,
we don't need anybody!
They think that that's me,
the person that they see,
shaking and on their knees.
But that just isn't me,
we're independant as can be,
you don't know how tough that we can be!
their mockings may cut deep,
but we will make them see,
That we have everything that we need!
Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8X9_MgEdCg
Wednesday, April 12, 2017
Friday, March 3, 2017
Warrior fanfiction skeletal draft
So basically this story is in the pre-production stage. It is pieces of description, since that's how i write my stories. I have an idea about what's gonna happen, write some stuff down, chew on some of the words a bit to see if i can find a better fit, and get it done. Because of this, i don't have very concise plot points yet, so there's just pieces. When you see a '/\' and a line skip, it's a skip in the story.
The sky was darkening fast, the cool, crisp scent wafting around the clearing.
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"her mentor will be Flame-ear" The cold green gaze of the light and dark brown cat pierced the clearing.
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His light orange fur seemed to shimmer in the wind and glow in the sunlight, giving his fur the appearance of fire, his orange ear accenting the flame. "flame-ear..." bloodkit repeated.
The sky was darkening fast, the cool, crisp scent wafting around the clearing.
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"her mentor will be Flame-ear" The cold green gaze of the light and dark brown cat pierced the clearing.
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His light orange fur seemed to shimmer in the wind and glow in the sunlight, giving his fur the appearance of fire, his orange ear accenting the flame. "flame-ear..." bloodkit repeated.
Friday, February 24, 2017
Warrior fanfiction: Strikestar's treachery prolouge
Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees erected like pillars, surrounding the space, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat upon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat. His eyes opened, gleaming a light purple-blue, in the foggy, weighty air. His mouth slowly turned up into a wicked smile as he spotted a cat walking slowly in the darkened distance, as if unsure about why they're there. He flicked his tail like a whip, and a russet-furred cat darted out of the shadows before abruptly stopping, waiting for her command. She had green eyes the color of the tree leaves that block out the stars, and a wide scar running down her back and side. One of her eyes was torn viciously, the fur and skin around it completely disfigured. “Rustpelt,” the purple cat called the russet one’s name slowly, with a tone of threat hidden in the leader’s voice. “What is it that you ask of me, sir?” Rustpelt inquired humbly, as her leader looked out into the distance eerily. “You see that cat over there?” He indicated the cat in the distance with a flick of his tail. His voice was calm and threatening. “Yes. What about them?” Rustpelt once again questioned. In response to this interruption, the leader sprang from the rock, knocking Rustpelt down before swiping at her, claws unsheathed, causing blood to spurt out and cover his paw. His lip curled in disgust as his slave didn’t even put up a fight. Rustpelt sat up, bleeding from a gash in her side, and began to lick the wound. The leader leapt back onto the rock without a glance at Rustpelt, who was still licking her wound pitifully. “So now that we’ve got that little problem out of the way, i need you to do something.” the leader snarled, irritation radiating off his pelt. Rustpelt shrunk down in her fur. “A-anything, sir!” She answered, ready to repent for her error. “I want you to bring me that cat. Alive.” His gaze gave away nothing as he stared into the shadows. Rustpelt slipped past the dark, unmoving trees as she went to bring her master what he requested.
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Another update to my fanfiction
Sorry.
Prologue: Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees erected like pillars, surrounding the space, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat upon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat. His eyes opened, gleaming a light purple-blue, in the foggy, weighty air. His mouth slowly turned up into a wicked smile as he spotted a cat walking slowly in the darkened distance, as if unsure about why they're there. He flicked his tail like a whip, and a russet-furred cat darted out of the shadows before abruptly stopping, waiting for his command. She had green eyes the color of the tree leaves that block out the stars, and a wide scar running down her back and side. “Rustpelt,” the purple cat called the russet one’s voice slowly, with a tone of threat hidden in the leader’s voice. “What is it that you ask of me, sir?” Rustpelt inquired humbly as her leader looked out into the distance eerily. “You see that cat over there?” He indicated the cat in the distance with a flick of his tail. “Yes. What about them?” Rustpelt once again questioned. In response to this interruption, the leader sprang from the rock, knocking Rustpelt down before swiping at her, claws unsheathed, and jumping back up. Rustpelt sat up, bleeding from a gash in her side, and began to lick the wound. The leader leapt back onto the rock without a glance at Rustpelt, who was still licking her wound.
RUSTPELT IS A WORD
Prologue: Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees erected like pillars, surrounding the space, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat upon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat. His eyes opened, gleaming a light purple-blue, in the foggy, weighty air. His mouth slowly turned up into a wicked smile as he spotted a cat walking slowly in the darkened distance, as if unsure about why they're there. He flicked his tail like a whip, and a russet-furred cat darted out of the shadows before abruptly stopping, waiting for his command. She had green eyes the color of the tree leaves that block out the stars, and a wide scar running down her back and side. “Rustpelt,” the purple cat called the russet one’s voice slowly, with a tone of threat hidden in the leader’s voice. “What is it that you ask of me, sir?” Rustpelt inquired humbly as her leader looked out into the distance eerily. “You see that cat over there?” He indicated the cat in the distance with a flick of his tail. “Yes. What about them?” Rustpelt once again questioned. In response to this interruption, the leader sprang from the rock, knocking Rustpelt down before swiping at her, claws unsheathed, and jumping back up. Rustpelt sat up, bleeding from a gash in her side, and began to lick the wound. The leader leapt back onto the rock without a glance at Rustpelt, who was still licking her wound.
RUSTPELT IS A WORD
Warrior fanfiction update
Incase you haven't seen the previous thing, here's the full part i got so far. I'll put a green slash where the update is.
Prologue: Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees erected like pillars, surrounding the space, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat upon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat. / His eyes opened, gleaming a light purple-blue, in the foggy, weighty air. His mouth slowly turned up into a wicked smile as he spotted a cat walking slowly in the darkness, as if unsure about why they're there.
Prologue: Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees erected like pillars, surrounding the space, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat upon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat. / His eyes opened, gleaming a light purple-blue, in the foggy, weighty air. His mouth slowly turned up into a wicked smile as he spotted a cat walking slowly in the darkness, as if unsure about why they're there.
Thursday, January 26, 2017
Seeing him everywhere.
I'm seeing someone in everything i see. The cats i draw. The pencils i use. I'm not kidding i see him in a pencil. What is wrong with me.
Vron post: The K-Pop truth
So I think all K-Pop fans will understand this, I said this at lunch the other day and the only other person at my group that likes K-Pop laughed at it so what I said was "Too old to be a K-Pop idol... Too young to die."
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If you wanna hear more of Vron, just comment below!!
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If you wanna hear more of Vron, just comment below!!
You know it's gonna be a weird day when.....
You know it's gonna be a weird day when your mom calls you in saying "my computer's talking to me and i don't know what to say".
I am being completely serious.
I wish i wasn't, but i am.
I am being completely serious.
I wish i wasn't, but i am.
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
Working on a Warrior Cat fanfiction.
I'm making a warrior fan-fiction.
Here's what i got so far...
"Prologue: Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees stood like pillars, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat apon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat." Like i said, that's all i've got so far. I'll update you when i get more finished. But for now, let me know what you think! you can contact me on hangouts, or you can find my youtube channel and ask me there. Or, you could comment below!
Here's what i got so far...
"Prologue: Silence. Dull, shadow-layden grass shivered in the stiff, heavy air. Swathes of fog drifted slowly across the dark, quiet clearing. Phantom-like trees stood like pillars, their leaves suffocating any illumination that could hope to get in. A granite-colored rock sat by the edge of the clearing, next to a clump of dry, old moss. A sluggish stream trickled by, black and unnatural-looking in the lighting. A shadow slunk by, creeping towards the boulder. Reaching the rock, the shadow sat apon it, claiming it as his own. It was a cat, with dark purple fur, and a deep gash in his throat." Like i said, that's all i've got so far. I'll update you when i get more finished. But for now, let me know what you think! you can contact me on hangouts, or you can find my youtube channel and ask me there. Or, you could comment below!
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