Nerdy renfaire actor with a forensic science MS degree, a ttrpg obsession, a craft business, and a love of reading/writing!
Nerdy renfaire actor with a forensic science MS degree, a ttrpg obsession, a craft business, and a love of reading/writing!
We are all in cages, each of us.
Though some of them are far too small
Some have windows in leu of bars
And some don’t feel like cages at all.
Some cages, they are self created
With no true lock upon their doors
While they claim themselves imprisoned
They make sure there’s locks on yours.
We know why the caged bird sings
It sings of freedom it can’t know
Not until it understands
How many cages...
The news was nothing but negative lately. Potential wars, terrorist acts, missing people, shootings… Danny sighed and changed the channel. He wasn’t sure why he even turned it on anymore. Every time he did, it made him anxious. The world was always ending. War was always coming. Nothing was good. Everything seemed to be falling apart.
The doorbell rang. Danny jumped, startled from his doom chann...
Why did they always run…?
“Damn it, Larry.” Stskai sighed as she watched the lowlife fledgling bolt through the warehouse door. All he had to do was answer one simple question: “Who’s running the show, Larry?” But no, Larry had to run… and that meant that she’d have to chase him. That was her least favorite thing. She preferred her prey to be lured in, mesmerized, and stricken down before they ev...
Dear Diary,
You think you know a person… You’re friends for years, you talk constantly about everything! Well, apparently not ‘everything’… I guess everyone has secrets, but when those secrets can affect your best friend, they should probably tell you.
Because when they don’t, you get stuck in a case of demonic possession…
All. Because. Of. A. KISS!
How was I supposed to know that she was poss...
Tik-tok. Tik-tok.
The year is running ‘way.
Will the next be better
Or be wrought with tragedy?
Tik-tok. Tik-tok.
Dragging through the week.
Will the next improve
Or be ever more as bleak?
Tik-tok. Tik-tok.
Every day a step.
Will there be a future
Or just moments of regret?
Tik-tok. Tik-Tok.
The hours ticking by.
Will we make it through
Or will everybody die?
Tik-tok. Tik-Tok.
The minutes c...
Positivity means Peace.
At least, that’s what all the billboards and signs with smiling politicians preached. Everywhere you looked, people went about their day with a smile. A smile backed by dread. Though anger had been the only emotion to officially be forbidden by law, anything short of a smile could get you falsely accused and nabbed by the authorities. Proving that you weren’t displaying an...
She paced back and forth. How long had it been? Hours? Days? Weeks? She was going stir crazy. There was only so much one could sleep. The few simple activities in the room had becoming boring. She couldn’t feign interest in them any longer. She looked towards the door: an entryway she couldn’t open. When would someone come to release her from this monotonous hell?
She sighed and moved to sit on ...
CW: Violence, Bullying, Suicide
They all thought that he’d saved her. They were calling him a ‘hero’.
He could never let them discover the truth…
Panic made bile rise in his throat. His fingers tugged at his hair as he paced back and forth within his bedroom. Would she tell them? Would the my believe her? No, right now they’d think she was just being hysterical. Curtis gave a manic laugh as h...
I’ve created a monster…
I used to hide it away.
Afraid I’d be in trouble
If I let it out to play.
I’ve created a monster…
It made many people mad
Because it would say no to them
When they tried to treat me bad.
I’ve created a monster…
It took many years to make.
It’s made some people angry
And it’s caused some hearts to break.
I’ve created a monster…
And then I set them free.
To protect me f...
How the fuck did he get here…?
Hibashira gritted his teeth against the cacophony of sound that assaulted his ears. Screams? Cheers… The scent of blood, sweat, sand, and metal filled his nose. The demon squinted at the bright light up ahead, his eyes adjusting from the dark room from which he’d just been unceremoniously plucked. A dark room, a cell, that he had not been in during his last moments ...