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Gabriel Gray
28 May 2011 @ 09:44 pm
Prompt table for: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif)
heroes15
heroes15 | 01. | God. | 02. | Hate. | 03. | Burn. | 04. | Want. | 05. | Need. |
| 06. | Memory. | 07. | Disturb. | 08. | Rain. | 09. | Cold. | 10. | Epiphany. |
| 11. | Sin. | 12. | Confession. | 13. | Sacrifce. | 14. | Understanding. | 15. | Forgiveness. |
04 September 2010 @ 09:40 pm
Bingo card for heroes_bingo
heroes_bingo 
Why I keep putting myself in for these, I do not know. Hopefully this won't take long, though. No idea which ~path to take. Am probably just going write randomly until I get a bingo. Oi.
Finished:
Trapped/Stranded
Unresolved Sexual Tension
Current Music: yellow - fce30d
26 April 2010 @ 10:28 pm
Prompt table for: sacred_20
sacred_20 20 April 2010 @ 10:24 pm
Prompt table for: 50prompts
50prompts | 01. | Hot. | 02. | Cold. | 03. | Day. | 04. | Night. | 05. | Sun. |
| 06. | Moon. | 07. | Stars. | 08. | Light. | 09. | Dark. | 10. | Quiet. |
| 11. | Loud. | 12. | Hate. | 13. | Love. | 14. | Dream. | 15. | Nightmare. |
| 16. | Daydream. | 17. | Past. | 18. | Present. | 19. | Future. | 20. | Awake. |
| 21. | Sleep. | 22. | Brief. | 23. | Forever. | 24. | Emotional. | 25. | Blank. |
| 26. | Life. | 27. | Death. | 28. | Win. | 29. | Draw. | 30. | Lose. |
| 31. | Friends. | 32. | Enemies. | 33. | Black. | 34. | White. | 35. | Embrace. |
| 36. | Strangers. | 37. | Colour. | 38. | Colourless. | 39. | Poor. | 40. | Rich. |
| 41. | Truth. | 42. | Lies. | 43. | Clean. | 44. | Dirty. | 45. | Alone. |
| 46. | Remember. | 47. | Forget. | 48. | Writer's Choice. | 49. | Writer's Choice. | 50. | Writer's Choice. |
09 February 2010 @ 07:31 pm
05 February 2010 @ 06:52 pm
You wouldn't really use any of those...toythings you have on me, right?
Wouldn't that be weird?
I've never...done that.
Wouldn't that be weird?
I've never...done that.
02 February 2010 @ 08:33 pm
PADD to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
cure_rainydays
cure_rainydays I've been thinking, and...would you like to have dinner or something?
G
02 February 2010 @ 09:03 am
Is there a thread long since departed you think deserves a second chance at life? Well here's your opportunity to make it so! Comment to this post with a link to a thread you felt ended prematurely, and I'll start tagging again. Don't forget to repost to your own journal!
31 January 2010 @ 06:42 pm
PADD to morethan_bones
morethan_bones 30 January 2010 @ 11:47 am
If you had me alone, locked up in your house for twenty-four hours and I had to do whatever you wanted me to, what would you have me do?
[Specify the verse, please, and let me know who it's for offromheavencame, naturekills, and headofapin, because I can't be bothered to put this meme up everywhere xD]
[Specify the verse, please, and let me know who it's for of
fromheavencame, naturekills, and headofapin, because I can't be bothered to put this meme up everywhere xD]29 January 2010 @ 11:16 pm
THE SORCERER
The Sorcerer begins with great potential. He is shining, charismatic, and everyone believes that he will go on to do great things. He, himself, comes to believe it after a while, but only because people say so. In his heart he never outgrows the fear of disappointing, of failure, the fear that he is nothing as powerful or important or loved as he would like to be.
He grows into his power quickly, too quickly for his psyche or his mental and emotional development to support. At some point in his growth he is given a choice between that which he loves and which may yet be pure, and power. The power may be magical, political, psychic, intellectual, or artistic; rarely is it physical. The Sorcerer is, after all, a canon that relies on sheer power only as a last resort. Invariably he chooses power over all, believing that it will best help him to achieve his goals, and thus begins the Fall.
Over time the power begins to corrupt, as he sacrifices more and more of himself to become the arrogant, shining beacon that he pretends to be. The canon of the Sorcerer, however, is also self-knowledge. Even as he falls he is aware of his descent and the spiral of self-loathing, desire, and catharsis drives him further and further to the edge. This descent is easily marked in stages.
Sorcerers may begin in other canons. Most commonly, if they begin in another canon they begin as Priests or Stars. A Stage One Sorcerer will most closely resemble a normal human being. They will be calm, easy, smiling when they are happy, dead-faced or frowning or crying when they are upset. If they begin as another canon, it is at this time that the other traits will be most recognizeable. A Stage Two Sorcerer will speak more often in obscurities, layering his comments so that there are at least two meanings, and it is rare that he will admit to doing so. More often he will display false emotions, pseudo cheer or pseudo anger, to achieve a purpose. A Stage Three Sorcerer will continue the worsening trend of speaking in double meanings and will consider himself distanced from most of his relationships. Those who he does have, whom he trusts, he will cling to and try to alienate at the same time, the principle being that the further he falls the more his friends and loved ones must be protected from him. Yet he cannot stand to be alone with his self-hate.
A Stage Four Sorcerer will be more openly self-destructive, and yet will restrain himself to such forms as are socially acceptable. He will test the boundaries and the persistance of his attachments, regarding them (whether or not he admits this) almost exclusively in terms of close friends and pleasent acquaintances. He is more of extremes, may be diagnosable as bipolar or manic-depressive, and display a mercurial temperment. A Stage Five Sorcerer may also be regarded as terminal. No traces of the original canon remain, and his self-destruction has reached the point where it will be remarked on by others if it exists in a form that is understood by his cultural environment. He has the manic charisma of the doomed, attracting sycophants and followers like the proverbial moth to the equally proverbial flame. He is dangerous, difficult to handle, and yet a Stage Five Sorcerer may be the most skilled at handling others. All Sorcerers, it must be noted, are gifted at manipulation.
The Sorcerer begins with great potential. He is shining, charismatic, and everyone believes that he will go on to do great things. He, himself, comes to believe it after a while, but only because people say so. In his heart he never outgrows the fear of disappointing, of failure, the fear that he is nothing as powerful or important or loved as he would like to be.
He grows into his power quickly, too quickly for his psyche or his mental and emotional development to support. At some point in his growth he is given a choice between that which he loves and which may yet be pure, and power. The power may be magical, political, psychic, intellectual, or artistic; rarely is it physical. The Sorcerer is, after all, a canon that relies on sheer power only as a last resort. Invariably he chooses power over all, believing that it will best help him to achieve his goals, and thus begins the Fall.
Over time the power begins to corrupt, as he sacrifices more and more of himself to become the arrogant, shining beacon that he pretends to be. The canon of the Sorcerer, however, is also self-knowledge. Even as he falls he is aware of his descent and the spiral of self-loathing, desire, and catharsis drives him further and further to the edge. This descent is easily marked in stages.
Sorcerers may begin in other canons. Most commonly, if they begin in another canon they begin as Priests or Stars. A Stage One Sorcerer will most closely resemble a normal human being. They will be calm, easy, smiling when they are happy, dead-faced or frowning or crying when they are upset. If they begin as another canon, it is at this time that the other traits will be most recognizeable. A Stage Two Sorcerer will speak more often in obscurities, layering his comments so that there are at least two meanings, and it is rare that he will admit to doing so. More often he will display false emotions, pseudo cheer or pseudo anger, to achieve a purpose. A Stage Three Sorcerer will continue the worsening trend of speaking in double meanings and will consider himself distanced from most of his relationships. Those who he does have, whom he trusts, he will cling to and try to alienate at the same time, the principle being that the further he falls the more his friends and loved ones must be protected from him. Yet he cannot stand to be alone with his self-hate.
A Stage Four Sorcerer will be more openly self-destructive, and yet will restrain himself to such forms as are socially acceptable. He will test the boundaries and the persistance of his attachments, regarding them (whether or not he admits this) almost exclusively in terms of close friends and pleasent acquaintances. He is more of extremes, may be diagnosable as bipolar or manic-depressive, and display a mercurial temperment. A Stage Five Sorcerer may also be regarded as terminal. No traces of the original canon remain, and his self-destruction has reached the point where it will be remarked on by others if it exists in a form that is understood by his cultural environment. He has the manic charisma of the doomed, attracting sycophants and followers like the proverbial moth to the equally proverbial flame. He is dangerous, difficult to handle, and yet a Stage Five Sorcerer may be the most skilled at handling others. All Sorcerers, it must be noted, are gifted at manipulation.
21 January 2010 @ 10:37 pm
Gabriel had been intending to only get one. Really, he had. A companion for a friend who seemed to need one, but then they were all there, and sweet, and when he'd picked out the one, the only one, he was going to get, they started crying. And it started to cry. And he didn't know what to do. The person selling them said that they always did that, naturally because they were being separated from their family, but that they would soon get over it, as all dogs did. But Gabriel didn't have the heart to separate them, so instead, he ended up with them all.
"Leonard?" he called, voice soft, and a small smile on his face. "There's something in the other room for you. You just have to ( open the door. )
"Leonard?" he called, voice soft, and a small smile on his face. "There's something in the other room for you. You just have to ( open the door. )
17 January 2010 @ 09:24 pm
Back in the old days it was normal for care packages to be sent to the countries soldiers and naval crew. A treat for them; something to make them smile as they were lonesome at sea or in the desert. Packages were sent without knowing who would be getting them, the senders simply marking them with whatever they felt like, the Captain, the youngest person, the eldest. Then there were those marked general, given to the rest. So who's to say Starfleet didn't have a similar program for their officers?
( For the Doctor )
( For the Doctor )
14 January 2010 @ 10:03 pm
1 question...
1 chance...
1 honest answer...
That's all you get. Ask me one question. Any one question, anything, no matter how crazy it is. An honest answer. No catch.
1 chance...
1 honest answer...
That's all you get. Ask me one question. Any one question, anything, no matter how crazy it is. An honest answer. No catch.
14 January 2010 @ 10:15 am
The earthquake that struck Haiti recently has been a disaster for the country, as I'm sure everyone is aware. Being a student, there isn't much I can do other than donate a bit of money and blood if that becomes necessary, so to help out further I'm offering up my services~
Please go HERE to bid on icons + banners/headers, I'm offering three ~wonderful packages.
Please go HERE for fic. 1000 words minimum.
If you can't donate in money, donate your services too. Everyone of you on my flist is a fantastic author, and some of you are wonderful graphic makers as well, so offer your services. Every little bit helps, after all.
And please pass these links around, so that the word spreads.
Hanne
Please go HERE to bid on icons + banners/headers, I'm offering three ~wonderful packages.
Please go HERE for fic. 1000 words minimum.
If you can't donate in money, donate your services too. Everyone of you on my flist is a fantastic author, and some of you are wonderful graphic makers as well, so offer your services. Every little bit helps, after all.
And please pass these links around, so that the word spreads.
Hanne
11 January 2010 @ 10:59 am
PADD to morethan_bones
morethan_bones So, I know you've got Jo, but she should be sleeping by now...do you think you could sneak away for a half hour?