[center][i]?[/i] [img]https://i.imgur.com/FCF2jTA.png[/img][/center] [center][color=gray][sup]_______________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color][/center] [center][sup]&& [b]disclaimer[/b] ; I'm an incredibly busy person, with prior life engagements and a full work schedule: fifty plus hours some weeks. As such, when applying for interest, you take into consideration -- and that you've read this obviously -- that this will not be fast paced. Unfortunately I'm not able to handle more than maybe a weekly posting schedule, maybe a few days longer depending on events. However I'm [i]always[/i] looking for that next thing and it's hard pressed for me to say [i]no[/i]. But -- I'm only considering maybe one partner.[/sup][/center] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/MY39Nrd.png[/img][/center] [indent][indent][indent][indent][sup][i]dies irae. -- a tale of persecution and ruin.[/i][/sup][/indent][sub][sub][sub][h3]21+ & adv. ◆ religious fanaticism ◆ false gods ◆ sins unbound ◆ alchemic made monstrosities ◆ crusades[/h3][/sub][/sub][/sub][color=gray][sup]_____________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [indent][hider=&][sup][color=silver]They told us that we would be absolved of our sins, that with the eye of the Almighty gazing down upon our broken flesh -- by the whips of our fathers and the nails of our mothers -- and his touch on our brow would we find salvation. They said anything done within the rights of the Holy One was sacred, and above all, [i]a means to and End[/i]. It was to be done, it had to be done. There was nothing -- we were nothing and thus we are nothing -- we are tools, maybe, tools of an angry One, weapons of a mad prophet. We are -- were -- dead children of a long begone order and knighted righteously once in gleaming silver. We were purged -- and anointed -- of our demons, they said. We were Saved. Or so. I thought.[/color][/sup][/hider][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][sup][i]farewell. -- anthology of the red and black book.[/i][sub][color=000000]&&&[/color][/sub][/sup][/indent][sub][sub][sub][h3]21+ & adv. ◆ sensitive themes and subjects ◆ history themed ◆ death ◆ obsession ◆ psychological / philosophical struggles[/h3][/sub][/sub][/sub][color=gray][sup]___________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [indent][hider=&][sup][color=silver]Hello. [i]It's me again, old crow.[/i] Did you miss me. We were brothers, once, maybe. A long-long time ago. Back when the world made sense, when you made sense, and really -- by the way, does it hurt still? -- when has anything every made sense. The roads are different, the buildings no longer the same. Everything is [i]changing[/i]. Do people talk -- like they always do -- or do they whisper instead? Do people ask. Do they wonder, do they [i]question?[/i] I do. Sometimes. I wonder what has happened to us -- to you -- to me. To our once upon a times and could have beens, our dreams. My dreams. I know I shouldn't have come back. Everyone tells me that. Just like they tell you to stay away. But. We both know that's impossible. Isn't it?[/color][/sup][/hider][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][sup][i]howl. -- a story of us.[/i][sub][color=000000]&&&[/color][/sub][/sup][/indent][sub][sub][sub][h3] 21+ & adv. ◆ romance ◆ angst ◆ modern ◆ hate ◆ manipulation ◆ subjective themes and material of mental dissociation and identity [/h3][/sub][/sub][/sub][color=gray][sup]____________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [indent][hider=&][sup][color=silver] Born within and without; that is me. Or, is it? Who am I; a shadow in the sun, a splotch of ink against a sunflower, deadened creature without a past and without a future. Who are you; a flower full in bloom, beloved, sacred, adored. The heart that I envy, the summer that spurns the winter of my heart. I despise what you make me, I hate the cast I have become from you. I would starve to death otherwise, so hopeless we are, misunderstanding and misunderstood, loved and yet hated. This existence is bland, grey, and lifeless. And I am a Void. And you -- you are the sun.[/color][/sup][/hider][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][sup][i]alkaline. -- a tale of self destruction.[/i][/sup][/indent][sub][sub][sub][h3]21+ & adv. ◆ angst ◆ opposites attract ◆ modern-esque ◆ obsession ◆ addiction[/h3][/sub][/sub][/sub][color=gray][sup]______________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [indent][hider=&][sup][color=silver][i]I miss the person who I once was.[/i] Through the years we've clashed and clamored; we've reaped and wept and wailed. We gnashed teeth onto flesh and marked our names into the bedlam of our hearts. Hate is eternal and love a fleeting affair. Who are we? Ruin and despair. Yin and yang. We made the offerings, signed the contract, wrote the commandments and lived through the sins. We christened the stars. Now we burn in hell.[/color][/sup][/hider][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][indent][indent][sup][i]purgatory. -- the final tale; the end of an era.[/i][/sup][/indent][sub][sub][sub][h3]21+ & adv. ◆ reincarnation & rebirth ◆ hell on earth ◆ death ◆ punishment ◆ religion[/h3][/sub][/sub][/sub][color=gray][sup]___________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] [indent][hider=&][sup][color=silver][i]I am the harvester of sins.[/i] I have lived a thousand lives and died a thousand deaths. In each cycle I find the meaning of life, of death, of my eternal damnation to weep over the souls I cannot save. Of the soul I myself failed to purge. To journey through the rings of Hell, facing the false prophet or would be God to sanction my right unto Heaven. If such a thing exists, I know it not. Upon a curse of limbo I trek, an artist betwixt the truly damned and the eternally woeful. A longing for an end soon to come as I journey to witness the end of the world, of time, of love and loss -- of hope.[/color][/sup][/hider][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/9IEk1c3.png[/img][/center] [center][sub]&& Send a private message my way -- [b]do not post within this thread[/b] -- with the subject or plot you have in mind, either from the selection above, or something else entirely. I used to have a long list of rules and requirements, but I don't think it's necessary until we come to the actual discussion, so I won't bore you with all of that. Once introductions are settled, we'll deliberate on characters, intentions, developments and so on and so forth. Looking forward to writing with you. ♥[/sub][/center]