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The Wandering Wizard

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  1. I feel that life has been kind of gloomy lately. I noticed that the flags are at half mast and they seem to perpetually be that way.

    So I found my favorite poem and I heard a new one today that I'm going to share with you all. Try to put some more joy in someone else's life. It's also Light the world! So do some service for someone else and help bring hope back into other people's lives. Here's the link for a explanation and prompt suggestions.

    Good Timber by Douglas Malloch

    Spoiler

    The tree that never had to fight
    For sun and sky and air and light,
    But stood out in the open plain
    And always got its share of rain,
    Never became a forest king
    But lived and died a scrubby thing.

    The man who never had to toil
    To gain and farm his patch of soil,
    Who never had to win his share
    Of sun and sky and light and air,
    Never became a manly man
    But lived and died as he began.

    Good timber does not grow with ease:
    The stronger wind, the stronger trees;
    The further sky, the greater length;
    The more the storm, the more the strength.
    By sun and cold, by rain and snow,
    In trees and men good timbers grow.

    Where thickest lies the forest growth,
    We find the patriarchs of both.
    And they hold counsel with the stars
    Whose broken branches show the scars
    Of many winds and much of strife.
    This is the common law of life.

    A Builder Or a Wrecker by Charles Franklin Benvegar

    Spoiler

    As I watched them tear a building down
    A gang of men in a busy town
    With a ho-heave-ho, and a lusty yell
    They swung a beam and the side wall fell

    I asked the foreman, “Are these men skilled,
    And the men you’d hire if you wanted to build?”
    He gave a laugh and said, “No, indeed,
    Just common labor is all I need.”

    “I can easily wreck in a day or two,
    What builders have taken years to do.”
    And I thought to myself, as I went my way
    Which of these roles have I tried to play'

    Am I a builder who works with care,
    Measuring life by rule and square?
    Am I shaping my work to a well-made plan
    Patiently doing the best I can'

    Or am I a wrecker who walks to town
    Content with the labor of tearing down?
    “O Lord let my life and my labors be
    That which will build for eternity!”

     

    1. EmulatonStromenkiin

      EmulatonStromenkiin

      Love the builder or wrecker one

    2. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      They’re both really incredible. I actually liked the first one more. It’s a beautiful metaphor. 

  2. I don't really think that there is because your personality seems to be more dependent on how you were raised. It's a nature vs. nuture question, and I think it might have some of nature but definitely in my life, I've seen a greater impact from nuture instead of nature on this one.
  3. No, just a fun one. And I suppose a second more stressfull one, too.
  4. I hit it too on your art
  5. That cape looks familiar too.
  6. Welcome to the shard! I like your profile picture! What is your favorite storyline in the series so far?
  7. It felt good to no longer be hiding behind a mask. A facade that was fading, slowly being dragged through the muck. Being forced to hide from those who he should have been murdering. Forcing the lynching of innocents through manipulation had been fun, but not enough to slake his hunger for violence. His suppressed rage breaks free and he harnesses his rage, fueling the darkness inside. He revels in the familiar dark feelings of anger, hate, and bitterness. Lightning runs from his hand, falling towards the tip of the electro-spear. The lightning crackles to a deep purple, and Wizard grins feeling the pulse of the battle, the heartbeat of the sith. Turning to the left, Wizard slams the spearhead into the ground. The weapon gives him a boost helping him jump high over Hamartano, parrying a few blows while in the air. Feeling the balance shift, Wizard shifts to a more aggressive strategy. His dual sided weapon carving two deadly semicircles through the air, forcing Hamartano to move or parry. "Who is your master young Jedi, so that I might hunt him down next? It's been a long time since I've destroyed a Jedi's legacy. I've been around longer than you can think, these plans are years in the making. And I will not have the Jedi mess them up! For the Sith will rise once more and Ragnos will be emperor!" Wizard's yellow eyes burn with fanatic glee. "For soon you Jedi will be dead and we will reclaim Korriban!"
  8. There's nothing in the spoiler box.
  9. This is really good! You have talent Cin! RANDOMOSITY!
  10. Wubum circles the Jedi, muscles tensing at the slight nearly imperceptible movements. The gungan allows his breathing to speed up to a rapid tempo. Each breath enriching his body with the power of the dark side, tendrils of lightning creeping down his arms preparing to strike. The brutal lessons of Ragnos flow through his mind. It is not cheating to survive. It is not cheating to hide your weapon inside of something inconspicuous. There are no rules in duels and throwing cats is allowed. Old tricks are sometimes the best. Confuse your enemy by doing the expected. Electrify your weapon, very useful in shocking your opponents. Surprise is your greatest ally, Honor has tried to kill me too many times. Jedi fall because they are too focused on protecting others, go after innocents. Innocents usually scream the loudest too, great for attracting the Jedi. "I am Darth Wizard! Most Ancient of my people! Last Disciple of Ragnos! Hider under the name Lib Wubum! Terrible deceptionist! Jedi terrorizer! Loser of the most titles to Darth Vader! One who talks too much! The short sighted sith! Master strategist! User of-" A brillant beam of red light bursts from the spearhead, intercepting the Jedi's strike. Wubum flicks the lightsaber to the side and he guides his lightsaber, the glowing arc heading towards the Jedi's head.
  11. Rlain? He's sacrificed for both bridge four and the parshendi.
  12. "Interesting." Annimus's nose twitches as a new scent enters into the air. "There's the scent of death on the air, not uncommon, but..." Annimus's face scrunches up in confusion. "There's no scent of blood on the air." @Ookla the [Redacted] @Ookla the Forgotten
  13. The Islands: The Secret Room The connection isn't gone, just weakened for a time, but it grows stronger with each passing breath. I can feel it want to consume the light. Only my will and the connection to the light hold it back. Eventually the connection will fade and the darkness will reassert itself. @Ookla the Crow
  14. The Islands: The Secret Room A therapy cat came and absorbed some of the Kaos, I cut the connection, but I was able to not kill Calano. Instead only slicing his cheek. I was unconcious at the time, but Wizard came and blasted me with light, weakening the Kaos while strengthening my connection to the light. Calano was stubborn and refused to stop holding me, so he was blasted as well. @Ookla the Crow
  15. Wizard laughs, "No, it's just dragon! WELCOME TO PANTALA!"
  16. YES! THE CELLO IS THE BEST STRING INSTRUMENT! @Ookla the Debonair @Ookla the Unknowing
  17. Narrator Wizard punches the ground and vines burst from the ground, entangling Subversion.
  18. Welcome to the shard! If you enjoy roleplay or mafia, we have that here too!
  19. Wizard looks bemusedly at Evalyn. "How would this be a reconaissance mission on his security if he wasn't here? Just because he's here doesn't mean we have to strike now."
  20. "It's probably Santa Clause. I can hear someone breathing inside the limousine." Wizard sniffs the air, "it smells like candy canes and chocolate." @Ookla the Crow @Ookla the Kobold @Ookla the Pencil Taxi
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