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Lovely Murder 8: The One-Night Stand by Volthos, literature

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Nostalgic feelings of delight Present now so dark and grim Our relationship was filled with light Everyday our life gets dim Happiness was always in sight Ever since we visited him Bound by love’s embrace every night Will we ever be the same? Years we’ve spent in joyous bliss Are we going to play that game?! Do you actually want a kiss?! Fascinated in the car by our revived love’s flame Telling me I’ll always be his good boy Horizons filled with nature’s joy Endless possibilities I’m sure to enjoy “-we’re going to a lovely farm just for you” Facing my companion I see tears of blue Anguish

Sinister Tales: A.Q.T by Volthos, literature

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Sinister Tales: A.Q.T

“My greatest regret is how much I believed in my invention.” I never thought I would utter those words until recent events have transpired. The future glimpse for humanity seems desolate, we have become our greatest threat. Our extinction is inevitable due to our constant egotistical ambitious greedy hands always wanting more, the same hands that are responsible for our downfall, carnivorous hands that will never satisfy its voided insides how I hate these hands…my hands. The year is 3205 humanity has been thriving from new found elements resulting in an array of technology both beneficial and harmful. I’m Dr. Paradis,

Lovely Murder 6: The Punk by Volthos, literature

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Lovely Murder 6: The Punk

He sat in the bathroom scrubbing at his arm in frustration trying to remove the rather sloppy phallic image emblazoned on his arm in black marker. The light bounded of the white-wash walls practically burning his eyes. The noise wasn’t helping either. The loud music echoes through the house and shouting punctuated the driving bass rhythms resulting in a throbbing pain pounding in his forehead. He only blacked out for a second, but they pounced on him mercilessly. Jay threw the bar of soap on the ground in frustration and let out a sharp exhale. The drawing had faded a little, but that might just have been because his skin was burning r

Sinister Tales: The Infernal Hallows by Volthos, literature

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Sinister Tales: The Infernal Hallows

Blackness engulfing me, flashes of strange images swirling in my head, I must have blacked out. It’s hard to retrace my steps, it’s as if I was sleeping my whole entire life up till this point, I need to get my head together and gather my thoughts. As my eyes adjust to my new surroundings I start to get small flashbacks of the events prior to my predicament, I was with my group of friends, yes that’s right we were out drinking it was 10 O’clock, Connor was leading the group even though we’ve known each other for years he’s always been the leader of our group. He was trying to get us to go exploring in this

Lovely Murder 5: The Smith by Volthos, literature

Lovely Murder 4: The Mirage by Volthos, literature

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Lovely Murder 4: The Mirage

A swoop of his axe brought down the magnificent oak with a resounding crash. The handle was slick with sweat and his heart was pounding out of his chest. He thought to cut the fallen tree into logs to be carried back, but the sun was already beginning to set. It was out in the middle of nowhere and he figured it would still be there when he returned tomorrow. He took his axe and wiped the handle off on his shirt and pressed on home. The sweltering heat had dissipated with the setting sun. The sun was at his back and an explosion of orange and yellow tore through the sky in a last ditch effort to fend off the darkness. The shadows of the fo

Daily Doodle 5 by Volthos, literature

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Daily Doodle 5

He stumbled as a heavy metal jab met him square in the center of his back. His legs felt heavy as he drudged through the dim stone hallway. It was damp and he could feel the rough stone scrape at his feet. They grasp his shoulder to stop him in front of a small wooden door with metal brackets and a narrow slit revealing only isolation. One of the guards reached out in front of him and opened the door only to step back to freedom. In one moment he was sent flying into the stone cage with a firm shove. His pace plowed into the wet ground and dirt filled his mouth. He lay there for a time to recuperate and gain his strength. In the back corner

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Mirror by Nightingale-Ink, literature

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Looking in the mirror is strange. Have you ever noticed? Maybe it's just me, but every time I look I see a different person. So clever is she that hides in my reflection like a wolf in sheep's skin. I see her in my own reflection. I do. Sometimes she is me, and other she is not. Sometimes I look and do not expect the face I see to be the one staring back at me. Sometimes I turn on the lights and for a fraction of an instant, I can see her as different from me. Her eyes, somehow darker. The twitch of a smirk pulling at her lips. I think about it a lot. Maybe if I didn't turn on the light she would be a presence in the room with me,

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Avis shivered in the cold morning air, last night’s chill still around and biting her with icy teeth. It’s always winter, she growled to herself. Always winter here. Winter or fall, with nothing inbetween. Spring? No. Summer? NO. It was always freezing and windy and how she /hated/ it. On top of that, it wasn’t like she lived somewhere nice, like a forest or something so she could see all the pretty colors of fall and the snow in the trees. Nope, just wide, wide open grassy area for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles and miles stretching out forever like a bad dream. She put her gloved hands over her fa

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

July 1, 1995
United States
Deviant for 9 years
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Chris - I mostly write but I do a little sketching as well. For those that enjoy what I write I'll try to upload at least once a week. I like to think I take criticism pretty well so as long as it's not mean-spirited I'm open to hearing it. Just be sure to place them in the comments or send me a message. Believe me when I say, I enjoy the attention. Thanks and have a lovely day.

Hector- I mostly keep everything bottled up inside but Chris and others have convinced me to try this writing thing out. For anyone out there who like my stories I'll try to keep it up at least TWICE a week (also you should visit the doctor because I'm pretty bad, like no EXP). I like to believe I take constructive compliments pretty well so as long as you're not praising me I'm open to reading it. Thank you and excelsior!

P.S: I'm totally fine if you praise me, in fact I encourage it!-H.

Favourite Visual Artist

Claude Debussy

Favourite Movies

The Station Agent, Pirate Radio, Kill Bill Vol. 1, The Crow, Watchmen, The Dark Knight, Guardians of the Galaxy

Favourite TV Shows

Dexter, House, Freaks and Geeks, The Borgias, Mad Men, Peaky Blinders, The Walking Dead, Arrow, Constantine, Gotham, The Flash, Game of Thrones, Breaking Bad

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

The Foo Fighters, Boston, Foreigner, Jimi Hendrix, Queens of the Stone Age, Alice in Chains, Pearl Jam, Metallica, Marilyn Manson

Favourite Books

The Game of Thrones series, The Lord of the Rings series, East of Eden, The Great Gatsby, This Side of Paradise, The Stranger, Slaughterhouse 5, Perfume, Cirque Du Freak Series, The Demonata Series

Favourite Writers

John Steinbeck, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Darren Shan, J.R.R. Tolkein, George R. R. Martin

Favourite Games

The Mass Effect series, The Wolf Among Us, The Elder Scrolls 4: Oblivion, The Elder Scrolls 5: Skyrim, Neverwinter, Batman: Arkham City

Favourite Gaming Platform

Tools of the Trade

A notebook and pen, A laptop with a built-in keyboard, "The Pick of Destiny" - H

Other Interests

Martial Arts (only in the garage though), Guitar (but only the beginning of "Stairway" to show off how much of a massive tool I am), Cooking (just because you may not have been expecting that). Does anybody even read this stuff? "I read this stuff"- H

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Mar 1, 2015

Hello World

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    I started my page earlier today and have just been exploring. I'm more of a writer but I do some sketching as well. I'm not looking for fame and fortune or anything but discussing works with people that share similar views would be nice. I'm considering joining groups and submitting works to them. What do you guys think? What groups might be a good fit? Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for your time and consideration. Have a lovely day. -C