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About Me Member Wannabe Novelist Aolo17/Male/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 4 Years
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A Mentor's FailureThere was always something grotesque about his body.  When he walked, it always appeared as if he was writhing, trying to please arthritic joints.  It may just be me, but his voice seemed to possess an unattainable, ancient tone which talked through the ages, knowing neither death nor age.  When he explained a concept to me, he talked definitively, in a voice that gave the impression that time stood still at a constant 2:30 PM.  When his voice would roll down the hallways, it always seemed that the cooks were busy putting finishing touches on the apples we could buy as snacks after 3:00.   &nb A Mentor's Failure
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EnvyWarmth wrapped around his body and the disgusting white room with daffodils on the walls faded away.  This was the culmination of over ninety years of waiting which had been prematurely set off by a young couple one memorable night four days before their wedding.  That is neither here nor there, however.  They had their promised fifteen minutes and the lights died down and their piece was over.  Their lives quietly stopped not unlike this one merely twenty five years ago.         Another spring will come, but it will not be like last spring.  The company Envy
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Prologue ANEThey are young and stupid, knowing neither pain nor sacrifice.  They've decided only twice in their lives, and yet they stand as the strongest testament to choice that has ever been known.  In the valley below, a statue easily a dozen times larger than both of them put together was being dug out of the ground.  Their ancestors had worked on it, chiseled away at the lowest of the toes in their primative age of darkness from whence this perfection has come.     
The putrification is complete.  Neither mud nor a million pilgrim's sweaty palms and ferverant prayers could defile this stat Prologue ANE
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The 16th minuteI am a one-use object.  Lets face it, I am no more important than the McDonald's coffee cup in my hand. I too have been thrown into the dumpster, covered in yesterday's banana peels and grime, and forgotten by all but the garbage man.     
Another Christmas carol plays over the shop speakers and I continue.  What will happen to the clothes and watches when the fashion changes, when the mountains tumble and life goes on?  Even they will be forgotten.  The maker itself will abandon its children of silk and gold, favoring tomorrow’s favorites over yesterday's heirlooms.   &nbs The 16th minute
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Yes, I have sunk that low...

Mon Aug 15, 2005, 11:31 AM
Yes, I have sunk as low as to make an RP idea and even chat room (the room is #ToTRP)...

The rules are here:
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If you know of anyone who owns an RP or chat room who might do a link-swap (I'll put their link up if they put my link up) then note me...or leave a comment here...or whatever...

curiosity question, how many people look at this? leave a comment if you read it please...if you don't, I'll stop reflecting light to the rent-a-snail snails inside your lungs so you can't breath or speak (the only reason you do is because of a natural reaction your body does, moving the lungs by filling them with air and moving the vocal cords to regulate this air and moving the toung because it feels cool)...

And thats it for now...

-Aolo
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  • Current Residence: USA
  • Interests: Computer programming, music, writing, drawing terrible things, mourning a scanner I never had
  • Favourite movie: The Princess Bride (ITS A GOOD MOVIE!), Any Abbot and Costello
  • Favourite band or musician: HIM, Sepultura, Soulfly, Korn
  • Favourite genre of music: Thrash metal, metal, gothic, instrumental, classical
  • Favourite artist: Da Vinci
  • Favourite poet or writer: Robert Jordan
  • Favourite photographer: I don't really look at photography at all
  • Favourite style of art: Dark, abstract symbolic things
  • Operating System: XP
  • MP3 player of choice: iTunes
  • Shell of choice: snail's shell
  • Wallpaper of choice: this gigantic thing I made that is awesome...I'll upload it sometime...
  • Favourite game: Age of Empires II, Roller Coaster Tycoon, The Sims
  • Favourite gaming platform: PS2
  • Favourite cartoon character: Jason from Foxtrot
  • Personal Quote: I think I'm weird because I'm afraid if I'm any less weird, I would accept the traits
  • Tools of the Trade: Notepad and about 3 hours when I'm angry or frustrated

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~Craftuser Apr 6, 2007, 12:37:38 AM
Hey, Rich, didn't realize you had a dA at first. xP

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"Sky, sky of red, red the color, the color I hate.
Liquid flows, it drips, ripples, and pours.
Blood, scent of blood, woman who does not bleed.
From the red soil the humans come.
Humans made by man and woman."
- Rei Ayanami (Neon Genesis Evangelion)
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~silverxtearsxeternal Jul 21, 2006, 7:02:48 AM
I see you! thanks for the watch!

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reinforcements.... or refreshment? Oh god, don't hit me.
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~Mantisss Jun 21, 2006, 10:20:33 PM
Thanks for the visit :-)

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I'm not tense. I'm just terribly, terribly alert.
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~ricewrites May 26, 2006, 12:24:31 PM
Fred-
I just stumbled into your gallery for the first time, and browsed your great collection of prose. I'd love to read more, but for now I'm quite busy. I'll be sure to come back and comment.

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“Because stories are like mirrors... When they go dark and the glass is obscured, it’s maybe for a reason. Polish them and you might not want to accept the person looking back at you as yourself.” –Somewhere to be Flying by Charles de Lint
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=spacecow4 May 24, 2006, 2:51:17 PM
A belated thank you for adding Defy to your favorites!

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Like a blind man at an orgy, I was going to have to feel things out.
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~gensanity Jan 31, 2006, 5:58:01 AM
very nice work here :)

the fav is appreciated :P

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Prove me Wrong!! [link] Prove me Wrong!! :confused:

Dreaming of Wacom Days
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ENJOY
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~Scattle Jan 8, 2006, 5:26:02 PM
Hi! :wave:
...:poke:

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*.¸.•*´'.¸¸.•*´'.¸.•* The man who dies with the most toys still dies*.¸.•*´'.¸¸.•*´'.¸.•*
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~akkict-photo Dec 28, 2005, 4:27:07 AM
Thanks for the fave.
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=ernieleo Dec 27, 2005, 6:59:52 AM
Thanks for :+fav: for Lizard Rock II =D

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"Only when the last tree has withered, and the last fish caught, and the last river been poisoned, will we realize we cannot eat money."........cheers :beer:
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