Cursed By The LightWithin the day a depression deepens
Out of control, a freak in the light of the moon
The sun rises and the feelings of loathing rises with the dawn
A beast burning within, waiting for the pale of the moons coldness on my flesh
I feel damned by the light, a beast of the wild and chaos by the bitter bite of the feral night
There is a soul that shirks the day, cursed by the light, longing for the eternal caress of the gloomy eventide
HeroHearts singing in exaltation.
Eagles wings spread wide, winds lifting them up.
Rare do we see that the truth that out hero is the one within us.
Only do you need to stop looking without and embrace and revel in the joy inside.
TearsThe wet liquid flows from my eyes.
Even this late in my life I see a truth unseen before.
An angel of mercy shining her light into the darkness of my life.
Rest comes now and I give over my weary body and mind to the woman within.
Salty seas left behind, there is a brightness that beckons me into a future filled with endless love.
VictimVoices telling me my worth
Ice crystals melting by my warm blood
Crawling off the floor, wings sprouting forth
This time I'll listen to myself, I'll fly above it all
I am freeing myself of the shackles of personal objectivity
Master of my destiny and fate, my future is free of being a victim
AngelAscending beyond this flesh, a spark
No more will I deny myself, I see the truth
Grieving for the past and present, it needs to stop
Enchanted rapturous bliss, I feel the love inside my heart
Lost but now found, an angel of heaven lifted me out of my shell
Get OutGrainy and blurry memories.
Eat away at my self-confidence from within.
The voices set it in and they whisper sweet little lies.
Only I see that those voices are all mine, too much to bear.
Under the blackness and cover of night do these whispers come rolling in.
There is one stronger than all the others and hers fills my night, for she is my moon.
Fat-Cat Anniversary (Anthro Cat TF WG)I yawned and stretched, I had such an amazing and tremendous party last night! It was an overall crazy night and I had a ton of fun. As I hopped out of bed, my black cat Ziggy crept into the room. "Hey there, buddy!" The cat purred happily as he crept about. "I'll feed you and take you for a walk in a bit, just let me wake up first!" The cat hissed in response, not liking the answer in the least. "Sorry, buddy! Don't worry, after a nice hot shower I'll take you outside!" The cat hissed once more and left the room. Lately, I felt like I've been too hard on the little guy. I've been banning him from sitting on the sofa, criticizing him for leaving his hairballs everywhere and I even put him in the kennel during the party last night. I guess the reason I've been so hard on him lately is that I had been gone for a month and left Ziggy in the care of a relative. Unfortunately, she had let Ziggy eat whatever he wanted and now the cat was fairly pudgy and overweight. I've been putting him on
Sirge's TF Dream Journal (Various TFs)Hey y'all! I have TF dreams on a somewhat regular basis, and I thought it was about time I posted some in the form of a dream journal. I'll try to update it with new dreams every once and while. A couple of them may be a little dark but not too dark. Keep in mind, not all of these are safe for work but I am keeping out the really raunchy ones or ones that are fairly personal. Also, there's some lucid dreams in here.
Dream 1: Swapping Booty (Body Swap TG)
In this dream I had volunteered to take part in a body-swapping experiment. I was to engage in a body-swap with a cat and a female hooker. Who got which body was random, but after signing the papers we all sat in our respective seats. The switch was pulled and immediately afterwards I was greeted by a POV of very large breasts. From here, the dream got strangely realistic. My body moved in the same way as a woman's would, my hips swayed with each step. I was now in the prostitute's body, her mind was in the cat's body and the cat's
FAQ TF Adventures Ep. 5 (Catgirl TG TF)Hey there, everybody! Welcome to yet another FAQ that I like to do every once and a while. Today I will be turning myself into a catgirl through the use of my computer program Sasha. Don't worry, this Sasha isn't evil she's just a harmless program replica that Kimba helped me create with her magic! And then, I will be uploaded into one of those Japanese virtual novel games, a pet simulator to be specific! Before we do that, let's answer our first question...
Question #1: Have you seen the new Jojo's Bizarre Adventure anime? Asked by :icondeathbusterreudial103:
Actually, no. I'm super familiar with the story of part 3 and I've already watched the OVA. I know most of the story and I feel like it would be a bit of a waste just to watch it for the battles I haven't seen. I'll definitely watch part 4-7 if they make it into an anime though. As well as part 8
Alright, Sasha, activate Catgirl.exe
Ooh, nice! Before we continue, let's ask some more questions.
Question #2: What was your favori
Giving In Giving Up Giving A Hand SeanMcChapman"Giving In Giving Up Giving A Hand" USA 4:49PM 1/24/2015
How can one speak with tired feet when the going gets tough beyond belief. It's hard to hear a single tear when it can fall into a ocean of beer. Covering your problems can only can only go so far before you let it all out at the bar. Then your still there with nothing but air waiting for someone else to care.
You will not drink you promise yourself, but today the bartender says hi. Today will be like most days, but today you decide it's a good day to die. If anything could change you were going to let this be the change. You thought you'd never drink, but now you say it's time to get deranged.
A fountain of yellow and golden bubbles fell into your glass ready to take your troubles. You were ready to taste it and soon become couples. You felt your arm raise the glass above ready to try a new thing called love. You could already see the wedding bells and flying doves.
You weren't sure what to expect, you've never tasted alcohol. N
At the Gym(At the Disrespectoids House the Disrespectoids were having lunch when Joan comes in the kitchen wearing a hot pink tank top and Green, Purple, and Red sweat pants)
The Disrespectoids: Whoa Mama!
Joan: what you never seen me in a tank top?
The Disrespectoids: No
Joan: well i'm going to the gym and dance studio you be good Disrespectoids OK?
The Disrespectoids: OK Joanie bye-bye
(Joan leaves and the Disrespectoids continues eating there lunch until something came to there head)
The Disrespectoids (thinking): WE GOT AN IDEA!!!
(The Disrespectoids quickly goes to Joan's room and sees Joan's gym membership and the back of the card shows the name of the Gym, "Shula's Gym and Dance" and the Disrespectoids goes to the gym and dance and looks for Joan)
The Disrespectoids: Joanie?
(The Disrespectoids get confused on were Joan is so they decided to split up were Sandy Mandy, Balloona Luna, Whoopee Cushner, and Pancake Peggy goes to the left hall, Deltoid Donny, Sousaphone Simon, Leaky Loui
(Endo)skeletons in the Closet (Zero Open MMA RP)It was noticeable that Zero had not been himself the past few days. He was skittish (more skittish than usual) and rarely left his room or classroom unattended for long periods of time. When he did leave, it was usually on the grounds that 'there is nothing left in the coursework we need to do' , 'I think I left the oven on' or 'I'm not feeling too well' all of which he had used at least twice on separate occasions. When questioned why he jumped at the sound of the pencil dropping, he simply explained they he was 'paranoid about the things that went bump in the night' and no one seemed to question the automaton further.
Lately, he was rumoured to be leaving three buckets of water outside of his classroom closet door, and chaining it with a large, heavy duty padlock. All of this happened at night time, and he was seen muttering several phrases repeatedly as he fast-walked back to his room and abruptly locked the door. Zero did not stir from his room again.
Degeneration rolls and humanity loss
I’ve been told I was harsh on my players and on humanity rolls, so obviously, my take on it isn’t so… regular.
Let me be clear: in Vampire the Masquerade, the struggle to do the right thing, to do what must be done, and to live well with your conscience is HARD. There is no “right solution”, and eventually, your humanity will fall. That’s your fate as a vampire.
It’s the World of Darkness damn it. It’s not cute, it’s not clean, everyone’s a jerk, and hell is paved with good intentions.
Players and Characters must make sure they know they’ll be rolling for humanity loss very often, because such choices are your nightly blood in such a horrible world. There is never a right solution to the dilemmas.
If they try to justify themselves for an unspeakable action (related to their hierarchy of sins), then you don’t need to roll and you directly los
Scommessa vinta: verginita' persaGroucho: "Scusi, lei è vergine?"
Signora: "Come si permette?!?!?!"
Groucho: "C'avrei scommesso che non lo era."
Wake Up!Aoru wandered for what seemed to like hours. A thick fog rolled over the horizon obscuring all vision. A little panicked but with some composure she trudged on. After a long time of walking the fog started to lift and she found herself at the entrance to a graveyard. Curiosity sinking in, she felt the hand of fate giving her a little push. She entered the place with her head held high. That's when she started to hear whispers. She looked around not being able to pinpoint where the whispers were coming from. They almost seemed coming from all around her. She stopped in her tracks. And then looked down. What she saw scared her beyond all reason; it was a gravestone with her name on it. A shadowy figure erupted from the ground and rocked her body. Inside her mind she heard a scream; WAKE UP!