Recent content by Blaine

As always, Takai, you come out with the better... Critique, not that I don't appreciate it. I can see how it is more biographical. Just allow me one excuse, the topic is so terribly fickle.

OOC: Sorry, but I do not have the patience for this particular roleplay and complete disregard toward previous posts. Thanks anyway.

OOC: Sweetie, don't misspell my name either. POST!

OOC: Night Hawke, when you say your spelling and grammar is "fine", don't misspell "grammar." IC: Jude groaned loudly at the utterly irksome noises coming from the danger room. The children didn't know a thing about battle... They hadn't known him... Suddenly, Jude screamed, her voice...

OOC: Haha, you all have major spelling and grammar issues, Night Hawke. There are wayyyyy too many psychics. Somebody might want to change their gift. IC: Jude sat outside of the training room, yawning coquettishly. She stretched her arms out above her head as she yawned. The day had been...

OOC:A bit odd for the original foes and friends not to be in the roleplay, don't you think? Movieverse, comicverse, or cartoonverse? Anyway, you could use another member. Name: Jude St. Clair Gender: Female Age: Eighteen Appearence: Jude is a woman of average height, standing just shy of...

He's nothing more than a wannabe Nostradamus. Every little piece of information he's claiming to know is, for lack of a better phrase, crap. Besides, the sun won't become a red dwarf for another five billion years, if humanity survives that long. The Mayan calendar doesn't end until 2012, and...

Oh, John, thank you very, very much. I always appreciate your comments. No, there is no more to the speech; though I do reccomend that you bury your nose in Wiesel's memoir Night. It is a mind-boggling account that I believe all ought to read. He actually has a trilogy of memoirs attesting...

I recently competed in the Raleigh National Oratorical Competition where I placed second with the following speech. Yet before I begin, I bestow unto your souls this quotation: "Rationality is a rare commodity, and gullibility is rampant." My Hero In the preface to Elie Wiesel?s Night...

Takai!!! -huggles- I missed you!!! Hehehe, there we go! Now we're talking. Constructive criticism is my one and only love. I really never was the poet. Perhaps the poem should be an interlude to a series? Ooooh... Now that might be intriguing. As for the incomplete feel, I do realize...

I must say, having had my braces for nearly a year (I won't get mine off for another year and a half!), that they do suck at times. I swear, I was in so much pain for the first week that I would cry when I ate cos it hurt so bad. I have like the most stupid kind. I've had more than twenty...

I think the length adds a more eminent feel, a more in-your-face-look-what's-going-on nudge. I think it leaves the reader with a sense of awareness of the horrors occurring throughout the world. Thank you for the comments. ^^

The presence of the "Father" is a symbol that represents God. This particular piece was originally written for the Memphis in May competition. Ireland is this year's host country, so the poem was to be an allegory of the religious war waged between Catholics and Protestants. However, I...

Dogma The Father weeps for His sons He cries rivers of water soon mixed with blood The blood of His sons gathering before him And he watches tearfully as the two masses Fire at one another Commiting genocide In the name of religion "My sons!" he cries His pleas fall upon deaf ears His...

Well, now. My first post in several months. Anyway, like LT said, the poem comes off to be a relationship-related situation. It almost feels as if the narrator is living in a... Repunzel archetype. The poem is also rather confusing. Don't try so hard. The word choice is superb and really...