May 2012
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OLD SIGHTS OF NEW VEGAS: Through the Eyes of an...
I’ve been playing Fallout: New Vegas on my laptop for a while now and I’ve been taking screen shots as well. What I have been noticing is that every time I take screen shots I’m framing it as if I were looking through my camera. So that gave me an idea to post a screenshot or more a day and naming my little series Old Sights of New Vegas: Through the Eyes of an Amateur...
March 2012
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Pokemon...the other side
What better way to come back to Tumblr than with some random thoughts. :D While I was talking to my boyfriend today about Pokemon, it hit me: Pokemon can totally be seen as a story of enslavement. It’s kind of funny but sad. Lol. He was saying he was gonna catch me with a pokeball and so that’s when I said that he wanted to capture and trap me in this tiny ass ball so that when he feels like it I...
January 2012
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papillionhelios replied to your post: papillionhelios replied to your audio post: I just…
I never thought much of it, till you posted it, I didn’t realize how fun it sounds till now.
That’s awesome! Now we can both dance in our chairs while we listen to it. lol
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papillionhelios replied to your audio post: I just started playing Final Fantasy XII like a…
The dance is worth the dance, it’s really nice to listen to anything by Masaharu Iwata, and this one is a really fun listen!
It makes me happy that there’s people, including you of course, that also like this song. yay. :)
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I just started playing Final Fantasy XII like a...
December 2011
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The most adorable Chrono Cross poem ever
Just like I pulled at my bf’s heartstrings with my final fantasy poem to him, he did the same for me with a chrono cross poem:
Poshul is pink
Mojo can shake
If I could
I’d be like Serge
And travel worlds
Just to find you
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Poop
I didn’t win the Connor Award but that doesn’t mean I won’t apply next year. It’s an award for art students in which they submit their work, whether it’s photographs, paintings, drawings, sculptures, or other things of the sort, and only a couple get chosen as winners. Depending on what the judges feel is a better cohesive submission (or so I think) they decide if you...
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Nostalgia
BLACKOUT.
FLASH.
Heat crashing
against my skin,
beads of sweat
trembling
as I take
step
after
step.
Cracked concrete,
A centipede crawling out,
its short legs
dancing in the air,
The familiar wooden chair,
leaning against the
peach wall,
its seat made of guano,
Evidence of experienced hands:
of Grandpa’s hands.
The night is
Still,
The people are
Still.
The words hanging
in the air
are swatted...
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The Sound of Water
The smooth waves
gliding over the jagged
rocks,
rushing past you,
caressing your feet,
beckoning to you.
SHHHHHH,
the sound
lulling your mind,
lulling you into a
deep slumber,
while the
glowing water
reflects your battered face
and the blood
dripping
from your broken lip
creates slight ripples in
the rushing water.
The distorted face
looks back at you
with a smile,
as the water
caresses the...
October 2011
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New story! Yay!
It doesn’t have a title yet and I can definitely add more to it in the future, but this is what I came up with for class. I just handed it in today. Let’s hope I get a good grade. :)
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I look out the window at the orange leaves fluttering in the cold air. The massive generic tree in our front yard looms over our house, the many branches and...
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Some Poems
I also wrote these poems for my creative writing class a while back but forgot to post them. My teacher suggested that I submit them to the literary journal in my school, along with Salvation. I did submit them but only Salvation was chosen. I don’t mind though. It was enough that one thing was chosen to get published. That’s enough for me. I’m really happy I took the chance to...
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The Only Play I've Ever Written: A NEW LIFE
A NEW LIFE
Characters
Margaret
Jim
TIME
The present
SETTING
An elevator
The light is centered on a small enclosed space in the middle of the stage, representing the elevator. Everything around it is dark so that the focus is only on the elevator.
At rise: MARGARET is on the right corner of the elevator cradling her pregnant belly and JIM is on the left corner fidgeting...
July 2011
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June 2011
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CHOP
My name is Julie Winters. I am thirty-two years old. I live in one of the many houses in the suburbs of New Rochelle, New York. I live in the sky blue one with the grey roof and the red mailbox. Every day I wake up at 5am on the dot. I slowly slip out of bed, careful not to wake my husband. I slip my pale feet into my slippers and make my way to the bathroom. I strongly believe in keeping...
April 2011
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tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
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Salvation
I submitted this short story to the literary journal of my school and they actually chose it. This is the final version for publication and I felt like putting it on here because this is one piece of writing that I can say I’m proud of. Of course, I think I can do better and in time I’ll probably revise it again but for now it’s good. Here it is:
I wake up this...
July 2010
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