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A r i s e         F e r             T h'                 D a y l i g h t.
Does your heart resemble a den fit for a fanged king? Or simply a fragile insect, emitting desperate strength fluttering for its peace? Scars on the outside tell stories. However what’s inside… actually carries out our definition, that’s worthy of treasured representation. Are you a clutched puppet to that pledged great blue devotion, a servant of their design? Or does freedom course in your blood stream? Can you continue to bury your beloved early graves? Castaway their impactful memories that marked your days, either to fortunes or misfortunes. We lose an essence layer no matter the level of the depth of what’s cut. Is your spirit capable enough to rise to unseen heights? That tower, even the giants? Many wear masks to hide concealing those nasty truths. …Ours. Is a missing key. That door… Is what’s left. Behind is everything. Everything we can be, or left to become. Our drummed history and identity remains. There is a Power Beyond Potential in knowing and finding out all we are.
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A r i s e         F e r             T h'                 D a y l i g h t.
Does your heart resemble a den fit for a fanged king? Or simply a fragile insect, emitting desperate strength fluttering for its peace? Scars on the outside tell stories. However what’s inside… actually carries out our definition, that’s worthy of treasured representation. Are you a clutched puppet to that pledged great blue devotion, a servant of their design? Or does freedom course in your blood stream? Can you continue to bury your beloved early graves? Castaway their impactful memories that marked your days, either to fortunes or misfortunes. We lose an essence layer no matter the level of the depth of what’s cut. Is your spirit capable enough to rise to unseen heights? That tower, even the giants? Many wear masks to hide concealing those nasty truths. …Ours. Is a missing key. That door… Is what’s left. Behind is everything. Everything we can be, or left to become. Our drummed history and identity remains. There is a Power Beyond Potential in knowing and finding out all we are.
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captainkurosolaire · 4 months
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Update & V2.0: Got a lot of things to delve into. First thing being finally got around to making a Carrd. But wasn't enough to do one character so did every single Crewmate and everything on the Roster currently. Pretty much translated my RP Profile Sheets over there, I plan on adding flashy move-sets, mini-bios, equipment. To every individual Crewmate that gets added. Which you can find on the main-page pinned post anytime, or go to a pacific Crewmate one. Sometime I'll add the various Souls, Allies and RP Affiliations too. Just turn it into a giant-hub. As anymore, I'd rather have a back-up area anyway since Tumblr isn't reliable and there's so many things that randomly decides to not work like tagging and since it's going indefinitely into life support mode, I'd rather not put every egg into this one basket. I want to eventually make designs for a big arc coming up for my writing but that requires me making every villain design and researching and finding things that will kind of accurately give off the vibes. Even though they might just be antagonists that are throwaway one-chapter villains. xD Also pretty much developed a Crewmate's dream for all them, but also plan on flushing out future arc ideas for them and major villains that'll connect all into a bigger piece story arc that ideally I can branch into one giant tree by the end. Come 2024, I'm going to battle against every representation of this Year of the Dragon it proves to be and I'm out to slay it. Go into more details below the cut, but also I'll be returning to RP ambitiously and ideally absolutely create more than I did this year or any, this is the big final boss for me, we're out of the prologue which was everything leading up to this point. There might not be any other year that also matters more than this one for me too.
In 2012 for many it was a presumed rumor end of the world. To be-fair-almost very much was such, for my own. However, I survived a life-threatening situation after a surgery didn't go as planned. Ever since that moment everything changed, the truth peaked itself. Reflection arose, you contemplate and see everything truly what you achieved or didn't do, often. I never really was expressive enough, just the type to stay so reserved. But when you hear the tears or concern of family and friends peering at that sight and that might be the last and that's the only premise of what they knew of you, someone who never really soared before them despite owning wings, that was an actual thought of hell. So when I arose from that ordeal; truly began to be awake. I vowed from that moment forward in all my steps, to overwork my entire existence to breathe into it, to express myself however I could and luckily; the avenue for me was writing to really get me out of any shell or concern. My internal body and health overall still never quite recuperated from it still reels or reminds me of my quick limitations, my mortality and my organs will either work as intended or give me grave reminders its ownership of me. Despite the chronic pain, the issues that persisted and concentration. Writing was an outlet and salvation of allowing me to record and unleash my essence and carve it somewhere. Overtime I was able to do what medicine and pain-killers were meant for but those substances and choices, weren't valid and while they gave temporarily solutions, long-term they would've just quickened and worsen my particular issues and slowed my disease further from normal. So I took a path and choice to ban myself from any alternative medicine, no pesky thing to hold extra over me. I made my drug-addiction and choice, Writing and Creating. I knew if I could control that same feeling you get from a high or pain-relief, or dopamine-central control, that I could potentially nullify pain or deprive its-existence. So I built on my Mind-Over-Matter, mentality, to become task so hyper-fixated, that it would utilize all my energy and force not only, productiveness but concentration towards a positive-solution. Through RP I was able to further develop that, through stories, or any challenge or project I set towards, I was able to overcome things in big hurdles and leaps. For the spurts of moments, I can come alive and be practically unstoppable. The mind offers quite possibly our actual source of magical power. It's quite boundless, I believe it's actually the gateway to true infinity and we very much can tap into it and come up with any solution in anyway, it's something that makes us so distinct and detailed, broad, and amazingly diverse. That lets us share our worlds and many artistic ways unveil our visions of beauty we can contain. However takes just one-single instance, a bad day, a moment reminder, or just even waking up and all that surging passion and flow becomes unsteady and gone, creeping thought-forgotten, trauma builds up or resurface, doubt, so many things, and once that occurs we're quickly fed that magic was an illusion again. Brought to how mortal we can be. Personally having my spells shattered, waking up in hospitals even this latest year during a Miqomarch Challenge, I cannot escape that I've got limits and the gap is narrowing. 12 Years Forth to now. Honest my situation is murky, more bleak recently and given uncertainties. Yet perhaps it's not about finishing the stories sometimes. Maybe it's about sharing your stories, building them in joining, and sending our energy so it may reach or perhaps cultivate others, to pave light inside their darkness, to create a new cycle, not the one known as Hatred, but of complete Heart.
Cheers hearties, until 2024 and new beginnings, wishing you fortunate holidays and all the boundless power.
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(Going to pin and update this as I progress aka, “Mun About Page”, and a listing for the entire Roster of characters, I’ve showcased.) Status: Semi-Active; inhaling passion Current Projects: Carrd Polishing / Mental Recuperation Carrd: Every detail and home archive Scarlet Destiny Saga: Current and most latest writing. Writing Archive: The writing hub
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