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Analyzing Fan Designs - see proper title belowWHY IS IT ALWAYS LIONS?! A fan's view at the Organization and their prideland forms according to others.
Okay kiddies, it's time for Auntie Ress to give a teeny rant about character design. True, it matters little in the grand scheme of things, but every fan has their pet peeves. Here's one of mine.
Why is it that about 90% of the fandom sees the Organization as nothing but Lions when it comes to the Pridelands. I mean I appreciate the character design, don't get me wrong, but there's just something about seeing it all the time that just tweaks my switches a bit.
Part of it is that it's terribly unimaginitive. TLK's story focused mainly on lions, yes, but they weren't the ONLY characters within the course of the film. You had the majordomo Zazu (An African Hornbill), Simba's later caretakers Timon and Pumbaa (a meerk
Dancing MadnessMaster of destiny,
once a man sane,
by playing the game.
Thought to be,
and the clown.
Now I stand,
a god among men,
to pass judgement,
yea, strike them down,
Cower in my wake.
Harbinger of death,
reaper of souls,
their lives I take.
Feel the caress,
of my light,
the scrutinizing eye,
as I pass judgment
upon the unwashed,
as they pass by.
And the heroes,
to my side,
to end this sweet,
one last breath,
no time to cry,
As nothing begets
my end comes,
and I retreat
to my lair
The end comes,
Final Fantasy VI Review Long ago, the War of the Magi reduced the world to a scorched wasteland, and
Magic simply ceased to exist.
1000 years have passed... Iron, gunpowder and steam engines have been rediscovered, and high technology reigns.
But there are those who would enslave the world by reviving the dread destructive power
known as "Magic".
Can it be that those in power are on the verge of repeating a senseless and deadly mistake?
These are the words that form an opening to what might be one of the most EPIC games on the Super Nintendo system.
It's also the opening to a game that I remember fondly and spent much time (and a lot of money in rentals) playing.
Squaresoft (Now known to the layman and many a gamer as Square-Enix) was no stranger to quality gaming considering that their last chance to stave off bankruptcy (i.e. the original Final Fantasy) became a cult name in RPGs as well as a very popular game for the NES; and let's face it folks... It just wouldn't have been right to leave the Supe
The Few That Are ManyWe are the music makers
(that touch hearts with our song)
and the dreamers of dreams
(the hope we carry on)
We are the artists
(with pen and brush in hand)
and the creators, the inventors
(of worlds beyond comprehension)
and the composers of great things
We speak languages many do not understand
(or have they grown beyond?)
We see things many miss
(oh blind and sightless masses)
We listen in the silence
(for that single unheard voicing)
and open our hearts
(to new and fascinating things)
while the world speeds on.
We hail from many places
(so many different faces)
From broken homes and damaged lands
(and also fates in better hands)
Some had the lucky times in life
(and nurtured were they ever)
While others mocked for what they are
(poor souls, misunderstood)
by the mass that we call society
We are the inventive
(the creative, some say)
We are the weird
(and bizarre, paraded about like a carnival freak show)
We are the lauded
We are also the loathed
(only because they do not
ConniversWell it's gone by again
lets watch the credits roll
or skip the credits
'cause we already know
sure some liked how it all went
and some all out of shape are bent
no more mud slinging
no more smear
no more corruption of virgin ears
shut the ape cage for four more years
I'll tell you now
it's simple, see
they lie to you and me
Every word coming from their mouths is filth
convincing deception, false prophetry
conceiving a verbal collar that chokes
strapping 'round unsuspecting folks
poisoning like strychnine
corrupting sensible minds
creating warring households
with a party dividing line
warp and wring and turn and twist
all this politics gets me pissed
here is my honest belief
politician is a thief
theme and object of my ire
politician is a liar
Paradise in my minds eye...
Politicians all should die.
England X O.C. I Do Believe in faeries chapter 1
England x O.C.
The sun shone bright and a light breeze tousled a handsome young blonde mans hair. His eyes were a vibrant green but clearly showed the true age of the seemingly ageless young man. He sighed happily the sun shining bright through a break in the english clouds. It wasn’t to often that he got a moment to himself like this. Usually he had to deal with his younger brothers squabbling over nothing or his older brothers banging on his door declaring their displeasure with him. So when he had a moment to himself he took advantage of it and went out for walk in the park. The day was almost perfect save for this high pitched wail behind him.
The young man stood from the park bench that he had been resting on and followed the sound of the wailing to a brown satchel that hung precariousl
Old Spice-Different Nations and CitiesBonjour Ladies , Look at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he stopped eating hamburgers and benched pressed moose like me , he could attempt to be MANLY like me. Look down. Back up! Where are we? We're on an iceberg in the arctic. What have I got? It's a baby seal. Look again! The seal is now maple syrup. Anything is possible when your canadian , I'm on a bear.
'ello Ladies Look at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he started using magic, stop being a frog face and drank tea like me he could attempt to be MANLY like me. Look down. Back up! Where are we? We're on candy mountain. What have I got? It's a baby fairy . Look again! The fairy is now pixie dust. Anything is possible when your british , I'm on a Unicorn.
Konichiwa radies rook at Your man. Now Back at me. Now back at your man. Now back at me again. Sadly he is not me. But if he stopped singing gangnam sty
Why I take photosWhy I take photos
My mother used to say to me, "Every time you take a photo, make sure there's a person in it, so you can remember."
At the time I thought it was just one of many sayings that she would repeat to me ad infinitum, repeating over and over like a mantra until they lost all meaning.
Years later, as a young man, her words came back to me and I realized how wise they truly were. I lost a very close friend suddenly and after the initial shock and mourning, I discovered that I couldn't find any photos of him. There was literally no record of the time we spent together, the nights that we stayed awake talking, the idealistic veneer of youth ripped away by harsh winds.
He was gone and he was not coming back. Soon enough his face started to fade from my memory and his voice could no longer be recalled.
There are photos littered down the pathway of my childhood. My first bath, learning to walk and playing with the chickens in my backyard, photos of a young boy, face bright, eyes tw
Blood MoonWe stood in the middle of the road in flip flops and winter jackets. Our silhouettes were outlined by the motion sensor lights on the porch, our heads tilted back searching the sky.
"Have we ever even looked for the moon out here before?"
She shrugs and sighs. "No, but we also have never been out at half past twelve."
"Yes we have. We just never looked at the sky." Maybe because we didn't care if it was their, as long as we had the porch light, we didn't need the moon. But i didn't say that.
I saw lights down the road but they weren't moving closer.
"Should we go up to the turn-around?"
The car sounded exceptionally loud leaving the driveway at this time. We pulled up on the mat of pine needles on the side of the road and stepped out of the car. We went to both sides of the road and strained our necks but we saw nothing.
"Should we go to the bottom of the hill?" It's a mountain. I know why she calls it the hill though. It's such a gradual slope you'd never guess you were a thousa
Death of Memory Is UnavoidableLight travels 186,282 miles a second. Those points of light littering the night sky...how many still burn? It has traveled for countless eons to reach us, to gift us with a single dot of radiance.
But is it all a mirage? A lie? How many of those stars have already passed from this universe?
It is the same with us...with the Earth and humanity. We will be but a tiny flame upon the cosmos, destined to be snuffed out. Then we will be forgotten. Stars will still burn, planets will still thrive, the universe will still breath on...all without us.
So take my advice here and now... Live your life as you see fit. Because you, too, will be forgotten amid the raging seas of life and death within humanity. Up until the human race itself no longer exists.
The Miracle (formerly Powerwheels) chapter 3~chapter 3~
Over the next few months Sadie had gotten much stronger; by the end of March she was sitting up on her own, and was in the process of relearning to stand. Sadie was also learning how to control her gait when she walked or stood. When she first learned to walk with her walker, before her surgery, her gait was extremely wobbly. Now, 3 weeks after her surgery when she stood, her gait was mostly stable, and she could finally manage to both stand and grab something at the same time without falling. This made her parents very proud, their little girl, who was thought to never walk, run or play, was now standing on her own, and if she kept going at this pace, she would be walking independently very soon.
Now at age 6, Sadie was in first grade, and she could stand and walk on her own for short periods of time, with a stable gait. Flashback a year before, and she was just learning to stand again. Now that Sadie could walk for short distances without h
Titanic - Birth Of A Legend - Epilogue
The story of the Titanic and that of her legend remains alive and well to this very day... it was in the years after she sank that turned her into more than just any normal legend... an eternal and spiritual legend and it all happened almost seventy years later when the world thought that the great ship would never been or heard from again.
In 1980, Titanic was discovered and found by NUMA, known as the National Underwater and Marine Agency, led by Dirk Pitt. She was found laying more than over two miles down below the surface, intact and mostly in perfect condition with only little signs of deterioration. With that year of 1980, Titanic was raised and towed to New York where she at last completed her maiden voyage. Then NUMA decided to put her into preservation and began a massive project to restore her and get her back into working order. Clive Palmer, an Australian Billionaire, led the project to bring Titanic back to life and have her as the flag ship to serve for his shipping comp
Broken Promises (Chapter 1)I am worthless, i do everything wrong and i always cause problems.
I probably don’t even deserve to life.
Tears rolled over her cheek while she sat in the darkest corner of her room.
Pain... So much pain.
She closed her eyes, not caring about the cuts on her wrists.
Oh, how much she disliked her life.
Always putting on a fake smile, laughing with her own stupid jokes, always trying to keep the act up.
Slowly she stood up and walked towards her mirror, resting her forehead against it.
“Heh... I just broke a promise..Again”
She laughed while the tears kept falling and the blood kept running.
“I must be insane.. Look at me.. Laughing..Crying... Cutting..”
At the corner of her eye she could see the picture of her mother.
“Mommy would be dissapointed..”
A sigh could be heard and she slowly sat down on her bed.
“Just like everybody else..”
Dalmatian---Writing PracticeI ran out in the rain to the pet shop. This was my chance. My chance to adopt a Dalmatian pup!
"Hello, Mrs. Brenda. Is everything going alright, my dear?" I said before looking the wide arange of pups and adults. Great Danes and poodles and little and large Laberdogs. But, I was only in search for one breed.
"Yes, Matthew. Thank you for asking. What breed of dog to think about having? I suppose a poodle for your sister in France? Or a Great Dane or your stay here in London?" She said looking at the fluffy black and white poodles playing around.
"No my dear. I am only searching for one breed, matter fact, two of the same. Two Dalmation pups. One brother and one sister." I looked at her confidnetly. Mrs. Brenda and I already knew that she had a wide range of pups. She smiled as she guided me to the kennels.
"You're in luck, Matthew. I just happen to have two Dalmatian pups who are related. You did ask for one brother and one sister. Two of them. Two beautiful, wonderful Dalmatian pups.
'Nacho' Mama's Taco Salad'Nacho' Mama's Taco Salad
1 lb. Ground Beef (lean if you want a salad that's lower in fat. Or substitute your favorite meat)
Pepper] – to taste
1 large onion
1 head of iceberg lettuce
1 large tomato or 2 medium sized tomatoes
3 jalapeno peppers
3 banana peppers
Sour Cream (optional)
Salsa or salad dressing of your choice
Warm ground beef in a skillet with salt, pepper and garlic until meat is no longer pink. Cut down heat to simmer, and add a small amount of water to keep your meat moist.
In a large bowl, combine 1 head of iceberg lettuce, cored and julienned, 1 large onion diced, and your tomatoes (diced as well, of course)
Chop and combine your Jalapeno and banana peppers into a separate bowl (please be sure to wear gloves, since jalapeno seeds and veins are quite hot, and the oil will stay on bare hands for quite some time).*
Set aside your salad fixings and put together your tortilla chips and cheese, a
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