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| suspensionrings (profile) wrote, on 12-6-2003 at 5:39pm | |
| Subject: ://family portraits--/ |
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| GrimCunning//FuryMalevolence://:{author} /--the rise and fall of the first City--/ Grim//Fury://:{Life} /--it sunk into the ground|sab&dog were born--/ Sabø†age//Dog://:{author}://:fetalOne//ThatWhichIs /--TWI consumed 1. a red space--/ Sabø†age//Dog//logic//LT//One{oxytocin} /--death of LT&logic--/ Sabø†age//Dog//One{oxytocin} /--birth of torpor|november's ascension--/ Sabø†age//Dog//One{oxytocin}//Torpor//November /--the warrens|silence|freedom fries--/ Sabø†age//Dog//One{oxytocin}//Torpor//November//Silence//Freedom Fries /--the stormlands|the massacre|the second City--/ Sabø†age//Massacre /--deadog dreams|sab-->effigy--/ Where: // coexistence ://: same mind, different worlds {} only half-there /--/ events, passage of time, births&deaths Back when Torpor was still around I wanted to do a group picture of them as a family, like from the early 1900's. I could see it perfectly: Torpor in back all stiff and looking mindless in that mask, like some people's IQs seem to drop by fifty points when they're photographed. In a tux of course. Sab To his left and sitting on a stool looking positively acidic in a white dress and a plastered-on grimace. Across from her is One, happy and brainless, enjoying the hell out of her dress {which is just like Sab's}. In her arms is an infant November, who I have to say is the ugliest baby that ever was. On the floor is Dog, as a golden retriever, and Freedom Fries petting her. When Silence finally got around to existing he stood behind Torpor, less of a person and more of a giant wall of tuxedo that almost choked him {he hates collars&things. went around naked a lot} with a "let's get this over with" demeanor. &Then it evolved into something of a timeline, a way to keep static the ever-changing. But I never actually drew any of them. I think they were just too vivid in my mind to dare crapping out into reality. --/ It took me this long to realize to why Massacre is so named. It was born from the ashes of its forefathers/sisters. It is a phoenix, of some sort. |
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crowebasalt | 12-08-03 1:21am amazing.
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