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Dec 11, 2010 03:08PM

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Me: Drake left for the trails, where he apparently disappeared from, so he's in between places... does that make sense?
Me: No.
Because now Olive's just slapping air and no one made the blood-seeping gash on her leg.
And Hai Shay
Because now Olive's just slapping air and no one made the blood-seeping gash on her leg.
And Hai Shay
Me: o.o
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how?!
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how?!
Me: Idk how to upload youtube vids anymore (I made like 15) because of the new system so don't ask me.
Not much, u?
Not much, u?

These three random people came to my house trying to sell us holiday fruit came...and they won't leave. O.o
Me: D: Where's Whim? I don't want her to feel bad. Leave it to a Vanster to go clean a decapitated chicken at the wrong time. -.-
Me: I BLAME SPENCER.
Spencer: A dinniekein wha' I did!
Me: xD ~Scottish freak out~
Spencer: A dinniekein wha' I did!
Me: xD ~Scottish freak out~
Me: LOLWUT? Someone RPAY with Spenny? :3
Spencer: -.-
Spencer: -.-
Spencer: o.O Who the bloody hell is Seamus?
Me: HE SAYS IT TOO. xD OK, Kat.
Me: HE SAYS IT TOO. xD OK, Kat.
Me: In English the other day, my teacher let us write on the board while she was going to talk to another teacher.
Bella wrote 'Red vines, what the hell can't they do?!' and I was all OMFG! and now we're friends :)
Olive: Oh gods.
Bella wrote 'Red vines, what the hell can't they do?!' and I was all OMFG! and now we're friends :)
Olive: Oh gods.
Vanster wrote: "Spencer: o.O Who the bloody hell is Seamus?
Me: HE SAYS IT TOO. xD OK, Kat."
Me: *dais*
HE'S THE BESTEST MALE CHARACTER IN HARRY POTTER EXCEPT IN THE FIFTH BOOK.
Me: HE SAYS IT TOO. xD OK, Kat."
Me: *dais*
HE'S THE BESTEST MALE CHARACTER IN HARRY POTTER EXCEPT IN THE FIFTH BOOK.
Me: WHO'S BETTER IN THE FIFTH BOOK, IVI?
Me: I LOVE GRED AND FORGE. x) "Don't blow up a toilet this year.
Oh, we haven't done that yet. Thanks for the idea, Mum." xD
Oh, we haven't done that yet. Thanks for the idea, Mum." xD
Me: IKR?
I loved how they did it in DH part 1. With George walking in with the toothbrush i his ear. XD
I loved how they did it in DH part 1. With George walking in with the toothbrush i his ear. XD
Me: I love the way he just walks in on Harry and Ginny with a grin. xD
Me: EPIK YES. No one could stop laughing at the 'We're identical' part.
Me: Slow postssssssss. Hissss. Sssssssss. ANYWAYS, I'm trying to play The Swan, from Carnaval des Animaux.
Me: I saw that and I read "Cirque du freak."
I should read that.
I HAVE NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE IN MY LIFE.
I should read that.
I HAVE NEVER HEARD IT BEFORE IN MY LIFE.
Vanster wrote: "Me: D: Where's Whim? I don't want her to feel bad. Leave it to a Vanster to go clean a decapitated chicken at the wrong time. -.-"
Me: *hugs to death*
Me: *hugs to death*
Me: GUYS, I NEED HELP.
I'm submitting a poem to a contest (on GR) and I just wrote one--
he dances on the wooden floor,
born again. he travels swaying
side to side, he’s a fantastic
whirlwind of desire on turquoise
shallow waters of temptation.
romance is not an option—it’s
kill or be killed, dance or die:
in this wild world of rules,
he’s the living shadow of flaw
and his sloping motions are
diagonally slashed and wild, free
archaic and outrageous, banal;
an addicting sin. his line of form—
the muscles stretched and taut,
the undulating rhythm of his hips,
perplexes the viewer and we stare
aghast, confused and aching for
more—for the battle of feelings
in the most primal of our bodies.
... But I'm not sure if I should do that or something else. Be uber critical, guys, I need it-- are there any poems that you like best?
I'm submitting a poem to a contest (on GR) and I just wrote one--
he dances on the wooden floor,
born again. he travels swaying
side to side, he’s a fantastic
whirlwind of desire on turquoise
shallow waters of temptation.
romance is not an option—it’s
kill or be killed, dance or die:
in this wild world of rules,
he’s the living shadow of flaw
and his sloping motions are
diagonally slashed and wild, free
archaic and outrageous, banal;
an addicting sin. his line of form—
the muscles stretched and taut,
the undulating rhythm of his hips,
perplexes the viewer and we stare
aghast, confused and aching for
more—for the battle of feelings
in the most primal of our bodies.
... But I'm not sure if I should do that or something else. Be uber critical, guys, I need it-- are there any poems that you like best?
Me: MON CHERI! *glomptacklehugofcompleteandutter~love~*
Me: The first few lines (3-6) seem to lack the rhythm that the rest does.
I don't know if that was intentional, but it just seems that way to me.
Personally, I love the poem, and the overall is amazing.
I don't know if that was intentional, but it just seems that way to me.
Personally, I love the poem, and the overall is amazing.
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