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  • Angel_ZarrAngel_Zarr Posts: 4,489 Member
    edited June 2013
    NiNjahawkz wrote:
    :cry: me so emo

    Haha what? XDD
  • HaloGalHaloGal Posts: 1,680 Member
    edited June 2013
    do you guys like my model? i just love my models pink and black her, though the funny thing is, i dont really like the colour pink.
  • HaloGalHaloGal Posts: 1,680 Member
    edited June 2013
    also, is six lines enough for the poem?
  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    Make it 12 :p
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  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    I mean it can be 9 lines
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  • HaloGalHaloGal Posts: 1,680 Member
    edited June 2013
    okay. i decided to make it like a song/poem and made it have verses and a corus (i suck at spelling)
  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    Chorus :)
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  • Angel_ZarrAngel_Zarr Posts: 4,489 Member
    edited June 2013
    Just wanted to let you know I'm still here :)

    Just in my thinking zone 8)
  • BlackStar42BlackStar42 Posts: 451 New Member
    edited June 2013
    I said 2 days ago I would have my mock up. Oops. I didn't like the picture so I redid it... 5 times... At one point I was so tired and board of her not having any connection to the harp I put Almira up on top of the harp. And I googled if you could sit on a harp.... Yup. I don't think you can. :lol:
  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    lol

    the connection can just be included in your poem sometimes and in your photo you can just portray that with the model showing emotion towards the instrument and it can just be sitting there and the model glancing at it with a sad look or anything that shows the instrument being the center of their life or a vital part of their sanity
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  • gymmonkey007gymmonkey007 Posts: 727 Member
    edited June 2013
    so I have my entry assignment done but im debating if I want to put it up yet lol I think I might just because
  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    go ahead
    maybe it'll encourage others to sign up and step out of the shadows :?
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  • Angel_ZarrAngel_Zarr Posts: 4,489 Member
    edited June 2013
    NiNjahawkz wrote:
    go ahead
    maybe it'll encourage others to sign up and step out of the shadows :?

    I agree ^_^
  • gymmonkey007gymmonkey007 Posts: 727 Member
    edited June 2013
    okay! (: ill have it up in a bit
  • gymmonkey007gymmonkey007 Posts: 727 Member
    edited June 2013
    Beauty Doesn't Lie in the Keys
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    I strike down the keys
    of ebony and ivory,
    I savor them,
    as their tones roll off my fingertips,
    I wish to be them

    The sweet sounds of joys:
    happiness and love
    for I have neither,
    I'm alone,
    Just me, myself, and a piano

    The keys are all I have,
    I value them,
    For they are beautiful.
    But the Beauty doesn't lie in the keys,
    Only in the person that strokes them
  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
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    that is great
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  • COWBOYS4COWBOYS4 Posts: 4,207 Member
    edited June 2013
    I will post the mock soon :D
  • COWBOYS4COWBOYS4 Posts: 4,207 Member
    edited June 2013
    The Ballad of the Dead
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    The graveyard full of corpses,
    The dead in the ground.
    These poor unfortunate souls.
    Morning the dead.

    The sound of the flute soothes.
    Chills start to send up my spine.
    Between the mix of my flute playing "My Immortal" and the Graveyard setting.
    This is my oasis.
    The silence of the souls,
    It wraps like a blanket of comfort.
    Protecting me from the harsh reality.

    Although my bubble of soothing comfort is broken.
    The mourning of the dead must end.
    The sun must rise.
    I must return to my grave.
    I miss being able to be able to touch anything but my flute.
    However, my flute is my partner.
    Alive or not.
    I will cherish it forever.
    I send best wishes from beyond the grave.

  • Angel_ZarrAngel_Zarr Posts: 4,489 Member
    edited June 2013
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    The Demon Inside Me
    Oh how my sweet despair carries on like the flame of love
    Simple yet so easily devoured
    The energy of the melody soothes my soul and cleanses my spirit

    Love is unattainable yet easy to find
    That's merely a fantasy; an illusion of emotions
    It's a myth completely disturbed

    A demon lies beneath my soul and devours my love
    Completely paralyzed and unable to search again
    I am a useless being that can no longer speak the words of wisdom

    My soul yearns for emotions and my spirit desires love
    The Demon inside me has already devoured my innocent soul
    I can no longer yearn for such emotions
    I am the man whose soul has been sold by the Devil

    My emotions are utterly refined
    I have no feelings for such idiocy
    The pain, the horror and the regret.
    I can only feel pain... nothing more

    Endless screams curses the night
    Eternal darkness trails my path
    The demon worships the ground I walk on
    A creeper of the night... devouring my empty soul

    The demon that lies inside me desires to consume my soul into pure darkness
    My soul is yearning for a way to escape my terrible fate
    The dark and frightening walls are closing
    I am fully consumed by the utter darkness of evil

    I hear a melody that beckons throughout my mind
    A joyful melody with such a harmonious tune
    Soft crystal white keys lay before my eyes
    The pain in my heart starts to fall apart piece by piece

    As I play the melody over and over again
    My heart yearns for more and my love is becoming eternal
    No more...No more... No more darkness
    The demon that lies within me has vanished

    The melody is purifying my soul
    The soft sweet tune is making the love I have grow
    I cannot help but wish that this moment was everlasting
    My soul is being purified as the demon inside me is vanishing

    The sweet tune of this piano
    The soft melody and touch of the keys
    The demon has vanished, my soul has been purified, and my love has been regained
    As I play this marvelous piano my only wish is for this moment to be eternal

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  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    that poem is touching :cry: lol

    cowboys that is great too :0
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  • HaloGalHaloGal Posts: 1,680 Member
    edited June 2013
    they are way better than mine. ill have my mock assesment up soon
  • HaloGalHaloGal Posts: 1,680 Member
    edited June 2013
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    A lonely girl, all dressed in black and pink,
    A lonely girl, an outcast at that,
    A lonely girl, so full of misery,
    A girl hidden in the shadows,
    The shadows of her heart.

    A life in the shadows, a life in the dark,
    A life without a purpose, a life without a heart,
    That’s what my life was, at the start,
    But now I’m in the light, not in the dark,
    A life with purpose, a life with a heart,
    Now that I’ve meet my soul mate,
    My guitar.

    I lived in the shadows, I lived in the dark,
    I had no purpose, I had no heart,
    But my loved one changed that, it brought me joy,
    The only one that I can trust,
    Is my guitar.

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  • BlackStar42BlackStar42 Posts: 451 New Member
    edited June 2013
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    The Remedy

    The darkest corners of the mind
    Whisper her darkest fears
    Running, screaming, haunting,
    Taunting her,
    Making her feel all alone.

    She’ll hum her haunting melodies.
    They narrate her life.
    Living alone in her mind.
    She dodges the darkest corners,
    Though the screaming never ends.

    At night she’ll sit all alone
    Staring at the harp that plays out her life.
    Each note describes a voice,
    A voice that screams out.
    This is her remedy.

    She’ll make her own stories,
    Become the author of a life
    She knows she will never have.
    She’ll play while her fingers bleed,
    The voices will never be pleased.

    Haunting.

    Whispering.

    Screaming.

    It never stops-
    The darkest corners of her mind
    Have taken over her mind.
    She’ll lie on the floor,
    Wondering what song will be her cure.

    Her remedy.
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  • gymmonkey007gymmonkey007 Posts: 727 Member
    edited June 2013
    bumps for more sign ups and entries!(:
    looking good everybody! :thumbup:
  • NiNjahawkzNiNjahawkz Posts: 7,538 Member
    edited June 2013
    Tanks fannie :D
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