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Post by Revvie® on Sept 20, 2008 12:10:39 GMT -5
are you lost? i will guide you through fire and flames. in time all paths are cleared and you will see the light. please dont spam up the board more the it already gets
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 20, 2008 11:15:08 GMT -5
I watch it and enjoy it actually, but then again I'm fond of Alan Ball's writing, so that might play a huge part in why I enjoy
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 19, 2008 19:57:03 GMT -5
Claw Washout Palin
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 18, 2008 6:02:04 GMT -5
what the , you shouldn't name your kid after your nickname your about half intellectually- disabled arent you...have you ever read a book? or are we just literary impared...Reverie is a word used for Day Dream and or Dream....it was thought of by my girl b/c she is our lil dream child....so really..pick up a book...I swear there is all sorts of words out there that you dont know
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 17, 2008 11:47:36 GMT -5
First off all I had my little girl Reverie Lee Agee Second...I need to know what you all have to offer at this point fo rme story wise....i knew where and what i was doing before but at this point i have to start from scratch and have no clue whose here and whose gone and what the plan is for anything..so unless you all can draw me some sort of outline to how your going to fix all this and give me something worthwhile...i really dont know why i would stay...i mean i love rping but im sure you understand...
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 13, 2008 17:40:26 GMT -5
....alex hit me up sometime man....im not worried about the results...but if there is a way i can help ya i will...
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 9, 2008 16:12:53 GMT -5
I believe that it varies on the child. The point of spanking is not just to "Scare" but to instill the idealism of consequences to ones actions. Now at a certain age it will become useless and you will have to start using things like taking things away or grounding them to their rooms. Alot of children dont react to simple taking things away because minds drift from one thing to another so "spanking" or a light amount of pain is something simple that they understand. Bad=Pain in association. As they grow older they tend to lose this association and then we use other methods.
Again this does not affect all children. Maybe they just learn faster but pain does not work so time outs or talks of feelings affect them...each child is different in what works so i wouldnt say that spanking is the end all answer to children misbehaving.
Now I dont condone belts or paddles nor beating ones children or carrying such things into the later teenage years as i feel at this point that sort of thing is just causing the child emotional and physical damage with no good to come out of it.
I think that the laws have taken away a good use of spanking and thus when in a store you just have to just keep yelling at children b/c what you would do will not get you arrested in some places....but again thats my opinion and is not for everyone or useful for every child
so i am for it under circumstances i have stated.
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 8, 2008 20:01:49 GMT -5
I say we vote me back in...haha jk...seriously
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 8, 2008 18:26:23 GMT -5
WFWF does tend to have this trend
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 8, 2008 8:15:37 GMT -5
this kind of waiting seems familiar....fook
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 2, 2008 16:32:28 GMT -5
Thanx for your replies, i really appreciate the ideas and i think im going to take up getting some from dc and marvel and see if some or both stick...
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Post by Revvie® on Sept 1, 2008 20:27:13 GMT -5
I did look to see if there was a generalized thread for this sort of thing or something along those lines so i didn't seem foolish but couldn't find one so i guess a new post will have work for it. I have played ccgs and done miniatures games, and rpgs and it seems like comics would be another hobby that would be something for me to enjoy...though i feel so overwhelmed by the sheer world of it all and how little i know and so i guess what i am asking is where does one start to begin collecting comics or is it just pick them up here and there. i mean honestly i have been a graphic novel reader for quite sometime, but the idea of comics, though intriguing, is also a bit overwhelming... So does anyone have any tips for starting to get into this hobby and way of life for quite a number? It would be greatly appreciated... Thanx
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 31, 2008 15:46:22 GMT -5
you didn't get the joke. posting AIM convos is not allowed in wf. One of the many reasons obo was banned. also no one liked obo....so yea...
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 28, 2008 11:46:00 GMT -5
im now wondering if i should even bother coming back....i mean yea im a lil rusty and i kind of last minuted the second part of my rp....but i put something up...jeebuz I'm legit not trying to call out but you no showed your match before this weeks card, so is it really fair to throw the "for shame, you no showers" card? your right i no showed my match before this week..oh how sad it is that a month ago is before this week...but w/e
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 28, 2008 11:15:12 GMT -5
im now wondering if i should even bother coming back....i mean yea im a lil rusty and i kind of last minuted the second part of my rp....but i put something up...jeebuz
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 27, 2008 21:37:56 GMT -5
Here is the second part. Summing up some things and of course hinting but never giving away all that I have planned. I enjoyed writing it and at that moment thats really what matters to me.
Comments and Critisism are always welcome
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 27, 2008 21:35:45 GMT -5
Sometimes all we have to do is close our eyes and give a little hope into what could be or could have been. Then as we imagine a reshaped humanity and a changed world, we put forth the seeds into the collective consciousness that surrounds us all. Planting the thoughts of change, thoughts of unity, and thoughts of revolution, were showing the millions that something lurks in our unconscious mind, something pure. This foundation of purity that I now lay, I shall begin to cultivate as I bring forth the rise of a new era. Not one of the greatness of this man you see before but one of the greatness of human existence. Looking past social inadequacies and look for nothing but true belief that we can be something more then we are and that all are meant to play a role in our own self salvation. God has forgotten me, left me behind as he has done to everyone. Its time we take back the gates of heaven and the only way to do this is to let loose the gates of hell and deal with our devils one at a time. Accepting our sin as purpose and breathe in contradiction, welcome to a world of total hypocrisy and a life without the existence of judgment. I give you true peace of mind through the power of perception.
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Another shot, another memory subdued, another night of insomnia. The desk had grown thick with dust, only imprints of a bottle and a glass to serve as a sign of my self destruction. My world had crumbled; each passing day became a struggle to stay sane. After all I had dealt with; it would be nothingness that would kill me. I had overcome voices, beaten death more then once, I had been crucified. The list could go on and yet I lay in self loathing now. Maybe I am past my expiration date.
“What would make you think that?” I turned quickly to reveal something that couldn’t be real. The bottle hit the ground and, with a glass filled clash with the floor, I could feel my bones quiver.
“Wha-What are you? You’re not real; I know you’re not real.” I began closing and reopening my eyes in such repetition that I began to become dizzy and hit the ground with a thud. I was unconscious and yet I didn’t feel like I was, I was somewhere. I couldn’t put my finger on it but I felt at ease.
“You know you really shouldn’t drink, you never were much for that stuff.” The scene flipped and I was sitting across the dinner table that I use to eat at as a child. My father staring me in the face with a faint but genuine grin on his face, the air, the items, the feel of it all, I was home.
I looked down and saw a glass of water placed in front of me, “Why, where-.” To many questions clouded my thoughts all at once and I found myself at a loss, one that my father was always more then happy to fill.
“You are where all hearts belong and where all minds lie in wait to be relived, and most of all you are where the enlightened live and breathe in this world.” I looked at him quizzically and he just gave a smile like he always had. “Your home in a sense of the word that everyone is home here, here is what you wish and now is presently taking place within the here and now.”
“What the hell?”
“Sorry I had to screw with you a little; your confusion makes me a laugh always has.” Always poking fun at me when I didn’t understand, I hated that when he was alive but I found myself enjoying it now. The things we miss never ceased to amaze me. “Basically this is your world behind the curtain if that makes sense, think of it as behind the scenes of a movie. Is that simple enough for you to understand?”
I took it all in to the best of my ability, he continued for what seemed to be hours upon hours. He talked of this world, talked of our world, talked of unity, and coexistence, each topic more interesting then the last. Then as the conversation was near the end he began to talk about something more personal to my soul and that’s when I truly began to understand the nature of this beast.
“Alex Sean, you haven’t let it go yet have you. But he isn’t your biggest dilemma, you feel unfulfilled over Michael Kyzer. Your mentor and maker, oh what a screwed up mind you have dwelling in you. But to each his own of course.” He laughed a little as if mocking my ideas on life.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, your wrong as usual.” A forced and failed defense of myself and he knew it.
“Wrong am I; am I wrong about how you secretly wish to fulfill some sick satisfaction by making Kyzer some how proud of you? Or am I wrong about the fact that every time you see Alex Sean in your head, your arm begins to plague you with a wound healed. Of course there are deeper thoughts that I could bring up but that is enough for now.”
“What do you mean enough for now?”
As I studied his face he began to fade off and I awoke upon a wet booze covered floor. I don’t know why but something made sense that night. I realized something that was unspoken and that would bring forth the next phase of my existence.
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 27, 2008 20:38:39 GMT -5
ill be putting up my part 2 soon...i hope others post something...this is seriously sad for how many were booked, compared to how many have rped thus far
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 23, 2008 16:32:18 GMT -5
ok, I know Calvin will have something smart ass to say if he bothers to comment and alot you will prolly say that this isnt my best work and that its really short and kind of all over the place. First off, its not really all over this when it is connected to my next rp. The problem was that I was originally going to add onto this. I looked it over and decided that by doing so I would totally down play this section of the rp itself and this section in its self sets the stage for alot of important factors. So as a stand alone rp it is taken into context for what it has to say opposed to if i would have added the rest on and it just kind of got lost among the rest of the rp. Also, like I said, there will be a second part. So if some things seem unexplained, well your right, they are and its not just because I forgot to make a point of explaining them. I just feel like this little rp lives and breathes its own story and purpose and I cant take that away from it. Comments and Critism are always welcome b/c how else am i going to get better. Revvie
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Post by Revvie® on Aug 23, 2008 16:25:43 GMT -5
I knelt before a stone then, suddenly, a small but searing pain shot through my arm. I closed my eyes and focused on something more pleasant than those memories that came with the injury. Alex Sean.
I opened my eyes and stared up into the bluest sky I had seen in quite sometime. It was probably because I didn’t look much anymore. I had taken it for granted…. I had taken more then that-. The clouds shifted across my pupils and a wet glaze began to cover my eyes as I drifted inside…
“What did you think was going to happen?” My father stared at his 17 year old son with disdain. I knew what I had done, disappointed him once again.
“I just-.” I had nothing, what could I say. I could argue but it would do nothing so I did what every teenager does. “I hate you!” I turned and ran up the stairs and slammed the door behind me. Who does he think he is, trying to control me?
“I was your father that’s who I was.” I snapped back to reality and turned to find nothing, no one was there. I was hearing things as usual. The nightmares, the day dreams, the self loathing, all of it had taken its toll on me the last month or so. One cannot be a god when one is so easily injured…
My father looked upon me with compassion and concern as he bandaged my knee. “You should be more careful… no matter, all better now.” I began to scratch at the band-aid. “No son, you have to let it heel, if you continue to pick at it you will end up with a scar.”
I stopped and looked up at him, “Thank you Daddy,” and with a kiss and a hug I was back to playing as if nothing had transpired.
“You know, I was right.” I snapped my head around quickly determined to find this person who was messing with me.
“If you’re out there, you better come out now!” I was fuming, lost my cool, this wasn’t like me but I couldn’t help it. I had come out here to honor my father, not to deal with some practical joke by someone who probably had little else to do then bother me.
“I’m always here, with you, always.” The voice faded into the distance and a chill circled my body twice over before the hairs on my neck settled. I looked at the stone and read it again to myself before standing up.
Jonathan Wayne Jadoa. Loving Father, Husband, and Friend. You will be missed.
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Underneath it all I had understood all the things he had told me and what they meant. Time and time again I ignored his words and did as I pleased. I wandered aimlessly in the shadows of this world, hoping to find a peace of mind that never came.
Alex Sean had torn a deep hole; physical pain is only a remnant of what truly lies inside my soul. He brought me back down to earth, made me whole again, and now I have an understood purpose. For this, I thank him.
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