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The Meaning of Taupe by TheForumcat, literature

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The Meaning of Taupe

There is simply nothing to do on a rainy day, and even had it been sunny, I’d already played all of my toys to death and read my library a million times. There was nothing to do but kneel on the couch, prop my chin on my hands and my elbows on the back of the loveseat, and look outside at the rain. The field across the street was a dreary taupe. What a day, for a six year old to discover the meaning of taupe! It even had an unfortunate sound, as if it were the colour of the callouses on my feet from the barefoot adventures of less horrible days. They always had dirt and driveway tar flecks caught in the crevices, and often grossed

Stargirl by TheForumcat, literature

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Stargirl

I hadn’t slept at all. All night, I’d tossed and turned and scrunched up like a shrimp in a giant t-shirt and stretched as long as I could and squished myself into piles of little girl and done everything but get comfortable and go to sleep. I got up before the sun did, and pattered around the silent house, munching on cookie dough and candy, the diet of a spoiled grandchild whose doting grandparents still slept. Sugar made me even wilder, and I tore through the house, my youthful stealth keeping me from crashing and making noise. The house was all mine. Well, I had to share it with the grouchy cat, but she was under a couch,

RE:aders by TheForumcat, literature

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RE:aders

Every evening, you sat on your bed and opened a new book. Every morning found you curled under your covers, face fallen against the back cover of a new favourite. You lived in the worlds for a night. You made new friends for the night. You found home and love for the night. Every morning, though, the cold sunshine woke you up to remind you that it was just a dream. Every morning you closed the book and held your heart in betrayal that your friends would abandon and your lovers forget you. You never re-read the books. You never visited your friends. They’d forgotten you; they didn’t remember the adventures you’d all sh

Nos de Luti (We of the Clay) by TheForumcat, literature

Shooing Flies by TheForumcat, literature

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Shooing Flies

The air vibrates as I open the door His flushed velvet flutters. Nares flare And languid ears prick. A glossed hoof rises and lands Soft as kitten paws. Ochre plush trembles to rid him of Pretend pests. A sable cloud puffs and falls again. Whuffling whiskers search me, Soft kisses lip in my hair. A bubblegum thief steals each grain Of glistening goodness. Damp curtains clamp under My questing thumb, Sealing obsidian eyes behind. An ebon whip snaps on me, But only in his adoration. He returns my favour.

Hushing by TheForumcat, literature

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Hushing

When my flowered boots Padded through the lacy Flowers, all was silent. Hush, hush, whispered the trees. I sank out of the sight, into the world And the silver grass Hissed. The solitary coyote Slunk by And the birds gossiped In their lofty haven. Until silver faded To iron. The moon looked On our revelry Sternly disapproving. Back through the blue Padded plush I wandered Following the ribbon to the open, Down the hill, Back into the yard.

Wild Blue by TheForumcat, literature

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Wild Blue

It's rain ing. Clear through the cold the coyote call their pups from the teal sky. Twilight haze s my upside down night. Under my thighs the rock is cold Through the haze Of blue pollen rain Weeping from the Prussian sky The hush of oncoming night Reverberates the lupine call. My realm of the claustrophobic, old As the rolling sky Quiets, awed by my reign The rain stills Calms to mist. My land has A lull over it, cast by the night 's luminescent sapphire sky, Lit by the moon's cold. A whip of golden grass knight s me. I rise and rein My unruly legs through the haze Of my path's recall ing. Late at night Damp from

Merry On It by TheForumcat, literature

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Merry On It

My wooden joints are getting stiff, There's dust along my seams. My strings are frayed and worn. My painted smile's wearing thin But pick me up and brush me off; I still perform just fine. For years No one's paid attention. I trust you'll find me in this corner And fix my cracking joints. Repair my aching body, Mend my tearing clothes. I trust you'll sort my tangled wires And stretch my limbs at last. I still hope to see the lights again And hear the boisterous throngs As the green velvet is drawn On my puppeteer My master. On me.

Paintbrush Priest by TheForumcat, literature

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Paintbrush Priest

The old man crouches low, His crooked nose reaches for the canvas. The tiny brush squirms free of his hand. These hands have conjured Memories From where he'd laid them to rest. They have known Strangers Like a mother knows her child. They have made Silent music, Gently waking those who slept. The scarred floor is bleeding, little dribbles on its scrape. The grandfather artist laughs, and bends down. His hands can heal when his studio hurts. The aging father stoops to the portrait, And his wife the brush gives him a son Again.

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The Meaning of Taupe by TheForumcat, literature

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Stargirl by TheForumcat, literature

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RE:aders by TheForumcat, literature

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Nos de Luti (We of the Clay) by TheForumcat, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Mar 4
United States
Deviant for 12 years

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Favourite Movies

Lost Boys, Treasure Planet

Favourite TV Shows

White Collar, Bones, House, Grimm, Royal Pains, Being Human (UK and US), the Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy, Code Lyoko

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Billy Idol and some other things too shameful to put on the Internet.

Favourite Books

Lord of the Rings trilogy, The Hobbit, The Ender series

Favourite Writers

Christopher Moore

Favourite Games

Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance, Fire Emblem: Radiant Dawn, Sonic the Hedgehog, Tales of the Abyss

Tools of the Trade

A laptop or mechanical pencils that look like regular ones

Other Interests

Singing, art, reading, writing, poetry, composition (of music), anime

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TheForumcat

Jul 18, 2013

Godvir Character Spotlight 1: Kiro Rana

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OVERVIEW Name: Kiro Rana Age: 37(freeze) 219(ticker) Gender: Female Position: NEMOS Soldier (Pandora) - Active Mentor Class Type:  Abomination BACKGROUND/NOTES Kiro is a second-generation NEMOS and one of few survivors of the original army.  She is a mentor, as every older NEMOS is.  Her outlook is grim (though, given her world, this is more realistic than pessimistic) and she has the least animated personality of the characters. Kiro was *my* original character, made to play with Vincente.  Later, as the story went on, she was kept and he was somewhat scrapped, which made for a very blank character on Kiro's part, as everything she was had

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Jul 18, 2013

Time for a New Journal Entry

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Well, I don't have much to put in here, really.  I'm not doing anything exciting except adapting Godvir's log into something more manageable. I'm going through and fixing everything that got retconned (like the whole time when Miles and Ariel were girls and all the world war missions) and merging newer information with the older story (putting Rafe and Gabe into Ariel's backstory) and making it into something that people can comprehend.  Some of the multiple timelines are getting erased, some are getting merged, I'm breaking everything up to be from each team's perspective.  The main story will be from Santi's, since she was my main, and the