The year is 3047. It's been over a hundred years since I last thought of this, but here I am, recalling the past. A school writing assignment told me to think of myself in the future, owning a famous mansion and to tell the little details about it. What it will look like, how I will get it, and even why it is famous. Here I am, the eldest man alive today, thinking back to my childhood.
Now, why I think of this, you may ask. Well, here I am, sitting in my sitting room, in front of the fireplace, writing to you, in the mansion I wrote about. Well, a mansion is how they call it here, it's not much of a mansion though as it's only a single story
Barnabas Vigée-Lebrun:
He is what is now referred to as a "vampire."
His flesh is marble white, and his body is very well build, very muscular, with an occult looking tattoo in the middle of his chest, tying in with one of each shoulder.
His clothing is regal, as he is the last of the most ancient royal lineage, and are as follows: a blood red pair of pants and long sleeve shirt, a black sleeveless Victorian style vest over the shirt, a black Victorian style cape with a purple velvet inside lining, Victorian style shoes, and a chain necklace with a lock as the pendant; though all he wears is the red pants, Victorian shoes, and the
Chaughurn Polechmostasor by SesshouFan22, literature
Literature
Chaughurn Polechmostasor
Chaughurn Polechmostasor:
He is only 4'6" and appears to be about 12, though he is actually several hundred years old. side note: he can be quite childish, more often than not he wants to play around and goof off
His mouth is covered by a titanium plate about an inch thick, making it appear that he can't speak, but the metal is actually his lips; if the metal is closely inspected the thin sliver where it splits open can be seen. side note: his lips are the titanium because he eats precious metals
His hair is slightly metallic grey, rather messy, and hangs down to his knees no matter what his height; the hair strands aren't actually hair
The year is 3047. It's been over a hundred years since I last thought of this, but here I am, recalling the past. A school writing assignment told me to think of myself in the future, owning a famous mansion and to tell the little details about it. What it will look like, how I will get it, and even why it is famous. Here I am, the eldest man alive today, thinking back to my childhood.
Now, why I think of this, you may ask. Well, here I am, sitting in my sitting room, in front of the fireplace, writing to you, in the mansion I wrote about. Well, a mansion is how they call it here, it's not much of a mansion though as it's only a single story
Barnabas Vigée-Lebrun:
He is what is now referred to as a "vampire."
His flesh is marble white, and his body is very well build, very muscular, with an occult looking tattoo in the middle of his chest, tying in with one of each shoulder.
His clothing is regal, as he is the last of the most ancient royal lineage, and are as follows: a blood red pair of pants and long sleeve shirt, a black sleeveless Victorian style vest over the shirt, a black Victorian style cape with a purple velvet inside lining, Victorian style shoes, and a chain necklace with a lock as the pendant; though all he wears is the red pants, Victorian shoes, and the
Chaughurn Polechmostasor by SesshouFan22, literature
Literature
Chaughurn Polechmostasor
Chaughurn Polechmostasor:
He is only 4'6" and appears to be about 12, though he is actually several hundred years old. side note: he can be quite childish, more often than not he wants to play around and goof off
His mouth is covered by a titanium plate about an inch thick, making it appear that he can't speak, but the metal is actually his lips; if the metal is closely inspected the thin sliver where it splits open can be seen. side note: his lips are the titanium because he eats precious metals
His hair is slightly metallic grey, rather messy, and hangs down to his knees no matter what his height; the hair strands aren't actually hair
Current Residence: America deviantWEAR sizing preference: Large Print preference: none Favourite genre of music: Country, or japanese rap Favourite photographer: none Favourite style of art: anime Operating System: none MP3 player of choice: none Shell of choice: none Wallpaper of choice: none Skin of choice: none Favourite cartoon character: Sesshoumaru Personal Quote: I reject your reality, and replace it with mine own
Favourite Visual Artist
Ozzy Osbourne, I know he aint country, but he ROCKS!
Favourite Movies
All InuYasha movies
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Almost anything country, or japanese rap
Favourite Writers
Edgar Alan Poe
Favourite Games
Final Fantasy
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS2
Tools of the Trade
Chain Slasher (what I call my chain w/ the last chain link melted into a knife blade)
As you might've noticed, I recently changed my username. Well, that's because I'm using this name on both FA and Eka's Portal, and it doesn't imply species.
I've been playing a wolf-boy online for as long as I can remember, but it's time for a change. I've done a lot of thinking lately, and I've decided I want to commission someone to draw a full body image reference image for me, as well as an icon picture of 100x100 pixels. I'm not quite ready yet to reveal what it's going to be, I will do that AFTER I get it commissioned and it's done.
I sort of have issues with just going to people and asking them about stuff like this, so if you'd be i
my laptop died on me! just suddenly! it shut off while I was playing on it, four days ago, and will only stay on for about 8 seconds at a time! it won't even get to where it's trying to start up! it turns off when the screen is still black! I lost all the stories I was working on! all my character descriptions! everything! I had over 5000 pictures that I lost! why do electronics hate me?!
OH AND I HATE WINDOWS 7!
I graduated from highschool on June 4th, 2010(complete date held for my future reference and reading).
I was so nervous before hand I I felt like I was going to throw-up and passout.
I was excited during the entire ceremony, knowing it was my passage between being a child, and truly being an adult, on my own.
Now, my friends are gone(what few I had).
I sent a farewell message to the friend I talked about in my previous journals.... the one who hasn't talked to me in half a year because she only pays attention to her boyfriend anymore.... so now I'm left with only the people on the internet.... though, why am I tell you people this? since