So I'm going to have a lot of spare time on my hands next week since I won't be at work, and I thought I might try a writing exercise to give myself something to do and work on those creative muscles.
I really like to explore character relationships, but I never write much about them because... well, because. I still don't intend to post most/all of these to my bios, BUT I think it would be fun to write out and explore some of my characters' relationships, and I'll share them with the requester and post them here or on a bio if I like it enough.
I'll also accept general "ask me anything" questions for the characters, either IC or OOC.
SO, if you've ever wondered how one of my characters feels about one of yours, 100% no-holds-barred, brutal honesty, all the details, ask away! Just promise you won't be offended if my characters are dramatic or don't live up to your expectations v.v
In the case of a couple of lesser known characters (if you know who they are then you know who you are), PM me on Discord.
D - Okay, so this one's not actually a character, it's my OOC account. BUT if you'd like, I'll give you an honest compliment Rohit(Bio) Phaios (Adult)/(Fawn) and/or Endriaga(Bio) (specify one or both) Laurel(Bio) Sedirea(Bio)
nothing was first when pain was born
and when pain came to be
nothing was something and thus no more
something was another and this other was not pain
it was comfort
or maybe she said
there is no such things as one when two have to exist to perceive each other
and they are not two but three
now the one is different from the two
but since one cannot exist without the other, there were four
thus there was nothing and something and pain and comfort
without one or the other neither exist
something is pain and nothing is comfort
nothing may very well exist on its own but without something
nothing is never named
perhaps the prince even said
nothing became something when it had a name
__ was born when she birthed something
and __ ceased to exist when something named it nothing
and on the second day she said
on the second day came a horrible thing called time and passing
it was the funeral of static that she would attend
on the second day the four of two had found the body of static
the former queen nameless and mother of nothing
she might have also said
called they for a funeral when a terrible woman came
she said
i am time and passing, the new queen of this realm
all laws abide by my rules now
they may seem harsh for they ruin the old world of static
yet you must listen
the four shook in terror
and time and passing spoke once more
something will rot into nothing and pain will rot into comfort
comfort will die into pain and nothing will erase into something
there is no such things as stagnancy in my realm
you will die and die a thousand times and see your loved twin move on too
this is unavoidable
your time under me is limited
and you cannot barter for a different fate
while static lived forever in a singular universe of I
eternal, unchanging but also without ability to see herself as how she truly is
forever static
eternal and unchanging
What if oranges had flesh? It would rot amongst days of undesired eating, the flesh turning into purple bruised pulp. Sliding and soft along the edges of the now bitter inside.
Eating before the expiration date would give you the tasty vitamins your body craves. Peeling away the squishy skin while orange juice splatters everywhere reveals the core. The center and the best part. A healthy snack with sweet and citrusy taste paired along with the refreshing juice. Just as if you took a part the very nature of a human.
--- Author's Note
It's been only a few years but I am happily able to say that I have progressed more than I thought. Writing never struck me until recently. It is my hidden talent. Thanks for anyone who has stuck around since the beginning. Drop critiques in the comments!
Cold is quite hard to overcome. The fastest way to warm up, and the most commonly seen in survival guides is skin to skin contact. Touches may seem harmless, however without touch for centuries, the feeling is crippling; prune from the ages of pure frost. The physicalities convert into mental stimulation and suffering, within seconds of the unconcious associations. Such quick-thinking may be a blessing but the fact is its also juxtaposed. The faint uredo of a hug never leaves my skin. A gentle handshake burns my nerves beyond frostbite. The pain of touching someone- someone you cant trust. I long for touch. A comfortable soft touch, of someone that has only that of geniune interest and safety. La douleur exquise stops that. Never before have I more desired to simply hold that hand and purr as I rub, smile on his shoulder, laying my weary head to rest. Oh how I would love to find comfort for once however my serenity is a taboo amongst the impossible.
he stares at me in school with geniune sparkling eyes. i wonder, is this look filled with love? he smiles oh so softly and converses with me about the littlest of things yet his kindness overwhelms me. so big, so tall, so kind. i want to feel the warm embrace of his hugs and sweet words as they assure me im a special one of his. but this is all a lie. only if he could actually love me instead of tease me with his great gentleness. he treats everyone this way. im not special. i was a fool to think i ever was or ever am. i know the truth yet i still walk at a dignified pace into my path of heartbreak. my temptation.
Deer companion spent the time observing the weather and events. Wind blows. Sand forms. Fire burns. Rain falls. An orange deer Leeloo once said. The companion deer spent most of the time watching the waters. As the water rose and fell she noticed the rain. Whether mist or droplets it coupled. Then rain drops group. As the rain did so it formed rivulets where waters had not flowed before. As rivulets gathered it formed streams. Streams become rivers. When water has no place to go it makes a lake as large as the amount of water that fell. One exception delays the whole cycle of it all. When water chills it becomes ice or snow. Companion deer watched as snowflakes gathered but instead of rivulets it formed a blanket on the ground and smaller blankets on trees and sleeping deer. At some point snow warms again and it moves back into being rivulets. As destructive as all that became in a temporary span of time so to did it cleanse the deepest tar. It is said that most of which anything breathing is made of is water. For a short time a membrane like glass holds it in a variety of forms and shapes then it leaks to return to the larger waters only to be scooped up by another glass like sack in a similar but new way. Companion deer remembered when watching births a rush a water cames before the fawn. Other deer deaths resulted into turning into water slowly as the rest decays. Usually some flowers would grow to mark the water event in that spot. Companion deer pondered how much of the water in her came from others and how much came directly from the sky.
(_!_) = Normal Deer Ass
(__!__) = Big Deer Ass
(!) = Tight Deer Ass
(_?_) = Dumb Deer Ass
(_E=MC2_) = Smart Deer Ass
(_$_) = Rich Deer Ass
(_x_) = Kiss My Deer Ass
(_X_) = Get Off My Deer Ass
