IrisGoddessofRainbow

Created the Cutscene where my bad guy became a bad guy and was hoping mayhaps I could get some critique? Anyone interested? As he was bound in the gallows. He was spit on, beat, and cursed. "I gave you everything! I gave up everything dear to me for all of you! So you could lay your heads down in peace!" A square blow to the ribs by a bum caused him to cough up blood "We didn't ask ye too now did we? Ye filthy demon worshiper!" Another blow left him dizzy and breathless. A tomato hit him in the face followed shortly by a dozen rocks. Tears brimming he cried out "I gave you everything!" he said images of Samantha filling his mind as uncons

Anyone Can Be Brave Everyone has the potential to be as brave as a stalwart warrior There is a person that brings that out in everyone. For that person, there is no hurdle, no battle, no nothing that is too much For them, you will be anything you need to be, for them, you would give your all For that person, they hold your heart, wether they want it or not They can break you, but, you can stand, and take it For you have the hope, that someday, you can hold them once more in your arms And, no matter the cost, you would give it Bravery is not going forward and taking the bullet It is not placing yourself in danger without fear No, it is bein

Concept for Burst. Burst is a French teenage girl with the real name of Abella Iva. She is sixteen years old and comes from a moderately wealthy family. She stands at 5' 7", and of slim stature. Her hair is blonde, and eyes blue; her skin of fair, but freckled. Her powers were attained from a Witch whom she had helped. As a form of payment, the Witch offered to grant one wish. Her wish was "I wish that I could make a different, my life is a cage, I want to break free." Her powers specifics are; She can create a burst of Kinetic Energy that can occupy a space of up to 5 feet for a maximum time of 2 seconds before it begins to effect her br

Chapter one: The Mysterious Sage My eyes fluttered open as Father opened the door to my room; "Elizibeth, time to get up. Come on" I waited until my father had closed the door to get up, as I was still in my shift. Stripping off my shift, I grabbed a new one, as well as dress. I quickly put them on. I turned too look out the window to see the sun begin to rise above the small town of Silverton. Silverton was considered important, for it's vast abundance of potatoes each year and the massive silver mine nearby. From my bedroom window I could see the cobbled streets and the rough wooden houses that littered the areas around the massive mill

Chapter 5: The Town Of Thalartius. Around midday the next day, we came upon the town of Thalartius. It reminded me of my own town. Now that I think of it, I never got the name of my old town. It had the cobbled streets, rough wooden houses, and even the people walking around. As we walked nearer and nearer, I felt another warmth coming from within the town. It kept getting warmer and warmer. I mentioned this to Thalamore. He paused, “You say you feel a warmth coming from the town?” I nodded. “Why?” He smiled broadly. “Do you feel a warmth coming from me? And John and Tiffiny?” I nodded. “Yah,

I charged across the room; and tackled the pink ball. Rolled it all over the floor; kicking it, biting it and flipping it around. Satisfied that it was vanquished I ran underneath the tall thing with four legs. I felt something snag at my fur and turned to lash out at it. I realized it was a small pink snake! I began to flail trying to relinquish myself from my newest foe. But, it seemed the harder I fought the more it tightened. It wrapped around my legs and neck more and more. I couldn't breathe; it was too strong of a foe. As everything began to dim I heard that noise I often heard when they picked me up. A dim blur appeared above me and

Chapter 4: The Beginning Of A Story. We had been on the road for a few days now. It was uncomfortable, dirty, and wet. It was rainy season and the carriage had a leak in it. I could hardly believe that I would have to deal with this for four more months. “Well, look on the bright side. At least we aren’t walking” Said John. Me and Tiffiny glared at him and said “shut up” That very day, we hit a pothole and broke our wheel. We were now walking. “Well look on the bright side. At least it’s not raining” Me and Tiffiny made to put out hands over his mouth, but it was too late. In an hour it

Love (( I know I have written a lot about love, several poems in fact now. But, this is not a Poem. This is really more of a rant of mine on how Love can affect and change people )) Love, perhaps the most complicated feeling us humans can feel. We can mistake it for hate, and we can feel it in many forms. Love for our family, our friends, our siblings, our spouse, our children, and so much more. We can love that which does not exist, and that which does. Love can do a lot for us: it can fuel us, drive us beyond what we are normally capable of in exchange for the chance to once again see those we love. It can change us too be what we need t