Heh.
All too often is the story of the insane one not knowing of his own insanity. It’s as wewe can only be insane if wewe are not aware of it, and when wewe are, you’re simply sadist.
No… There is such a big difference between a sadist and one blessed with insanity.
A sadist laughs at the gore. They laugh as they see life fading from one’s eyes; they enjoy another’s fear, pain, suffering…
Insanity is very different. It’s a breed of genius that is not understood kwa any others. After all, a genius is just a person who can work past those binds holding them back… Someone who can work around their present limitations.
Insanity can be a blessing, au a curse. Some of those lucky enough to have it are aware of its presence in them, others only just.
Who cares?
I’m insane, and I know it. I’m very aware that, somewhere along the line, I got fucked up in the head.
Some days, I happily songesha into this realm, and sometimes, I can only drive my head into the ukuta and wish that I could see the world from a zaidi innocent, naïve view… Rather than this razor-sharp picture that shows only the worst in people.
They all fall eventually…
Every being, no matter how strong willed… No host body can ever sustain me for long. I have to keep moving, drifting to the next…
Beats me how long I’ve done this for. It feels like forever… When did I change into this thing, this monster? When was it that I began preying off those who I had once considered to be my kinsfolk..?
Why am I doing this? Is it because of my insanity?
Do I need a new host as much as I believe I do? au can I stay forever in my little formless void...?
Will I be forever stuck in this endless drama, who zaidi deserves to be ended, and who are the innocents who need never to be harmed?
Is it important..?
Or, can I take whoever I want, whoever appeals to me the most? Whether it be the young, the attractive, au the socially unacceptable?
zaidi importantly, does it matter? Should I bother myself with such trivial questions?
Not like an answer will ever show…
No…
It might…
One day…
All too often is the story of the insane one not knowing of his own insanity. It’s as wewe can only be insane if wewe are not aware of it, and when wewe are, you’re simply sadist.
No… There is such a big difference between a sadist and one blessed with insanity.
A sadist laughs at the gore. They laugh as they see life fading from one’s eyes; they enjoy another’s fear, pain, suffering…
Insanity is very different. It’s a breed of genius that is not understood kwa any others. After all, a genius is just a person who can work past those binds holding them back… Someone who can work around their present limitations.
Insanity can be a blessing, au a curse. Some of those lucky enough to have it are aware of its presence in them, others only just.
Who cares?
I’m insane, and I know it. I’m very aware that, somewhere along the line, I got fucked up in the head.
Some days, I happily songesha into this realm, and sometimes, I can only drive my head into the ukuta and wish that I could see the world from a zaidi innocent, naïve view… Rather than this razor-sharp picture that shows only the worst in people.
They all fall eventually…
Every being, no matter how strong willed… No host body can ever sustain me for long. I have to keep moving, drifting to the next…
Beats me how long I’ve done this for. It feels like forever… When did I change into this thing, this monster? When was it that I began preying off those who I had once considered to be my kinsfolk..?
Why am I doing this? Is it because of my insanity?
Do I need a new host as much as I believe I do? au can I stay forever in my little formless void...?
Will I be forever stuck in this endless drama, who zaidi deserves to be ended, and who are the innocents who need never to be harmed?
Is it important..?
Or, can I take whoever I want, whoever appeals to me the most? Whether it be the young, the attractive, au the socially unacceptable?
zaidi importantly, does it matter? Should I bother myself with such trivial questions?
Not like an answer will ever show…
No…
It might…
One day…
"You're misson is to recover the chaos emeralds." "ok" Ruby runs off heading towards Eggman's base."who's that" ruby thinks. As a Blue hedgehog races by. "It don't matter" As ruby sneaks into one of the vents. Crawling until the she sees the glow of the red chaos emerald. "It's like taking Candy form a baby" ruby jumps out of the vent and takes the chaos emerald. As she gets ready to leave a two tailed fox, mbweha walks in. "huh, who are you" "I'm ruby, don't bother me" she jumps into the vent before tails can get her. "Get back here ruby" Ruby escapes Eggman's base and run torwds the spy HQ. "so wewe say a red hedgehog took the chaos emerald" says sonic "yes, she escaped before I could get her" says tails angerliy "let go after her,sonic" says cream "I'm back" "Good job, angent ruby"says Emma the HQ leader "I have a question, who's the yellow two tailed fox" ruby demands "tails the fox, mbweha he travels with sonic the hedgehog" "tell me more"
I had seen so many sites, about:
Bad Sonic shabiki Characters
And there is so many critiques about EVERYTHING and EVERYONE designs of them.
So, I had come to this point of having 'good character'
No character isnt perfect.
If the owner loves it, that's all the matters.
wewe can have a detailed character, if wewe want so.
wewe can have simply character, if wewe want so.
There is only one think wewe must remember:
Make the character's ubunifu fitting in her/him personality and his/her story.
Thank you.
Have a good night, I'm off to sleep now. >8'I
Bad Sonic shabiki Characters
And there is so many critiques about EVERYTHING and EVERYONE designs of them.
So, I had come to this point of having 'good character'
No character isnt perfect.
If the owner loves it, that's all the matters.
wewe can have a detailed character, if wewe want so.
wewe can have simply character, if wewe want so.
There is only one think wewe must remember:
Make the character's ubunifu fitting in her/him personality and his/her story.
Thank you.
Have a good night, I'm off to sleep now. >8'I
Ok, so I know a hedgehog whose life is dark... simple this story is about that hedgehog and their long, lost, forgotten life. How the good times turn to simply bad times. And that I know their life. How do I know this? I'm not a stalker nor a watch of life. This hedgehog is me... Shadey Grey the last dark user... the last hope of the planet Dark/Light. First off, dark users are like chaos users, they use dark power au darkness control and so do chaos users... they use chaos control. I never cared for anyone... not even you. Only that I Lost my family... my friends... everyone I knew and loved. And I seeked revenge for them... only to find new friends. Marafiki that could handle my anger... I become calm for some time. Yet, I still kill people for my family and friends...for anything I can remember.
-Shadey Grey, writer.
(Thank-you for kusoma this intro, tell me if I should write this au not. I start inayofuata week. 1/12/12)
-Shadey Grey, writer.
(Thank-you for kusoma this intro, tell me if I should write this au not. I start inayofuata week. 1/12/12)
