LiK-Grii-Olgan (MY OC)Name: LiK-Grii-OlganRace: The OldGender: MaleAge: too many years to countHair Color: shades of blue to black to redEye Color: icy blueHeight: 6' 4"Weight: 163 lbsAppearance: Tall, with lanky arms and legs that hide his strength. Long hair often set high in a ponytail. He has high cheekbones and narrow eyes. And looks like an Adult teen.History: "My origins? Why would you wish to know such a terrible thing as that?" He sighs resignedly at my persistent stare, "I am from the Old. And that's all you should know. As many others have died from trying to pry into the secrets of the past. Too many webs of deception and lies. In the land of the Devils Demons, there is only hate. Destruction. Death. And the Old."Personality: Blunt and to the point. Thoughtful. Caring. terrible sense of direction. Trusting of his instincts more than that of his senses.Likes: Sweet tasting foods (is rare). Good natured people. Mothers (has great respect and loyalty towards them. Maybe because he
Panics FriendThe claws dig deep.Stabbing me.Burning me.Wounding me.For forever and a day.Bile rises;Face turns pale;Body shivers; As though a virus took hold.Tears appear;Wet and uncontrolled.Voice hoarse;Your screams went unheard.Panic, frustration.Voices ever pursuing.Spilling vile poison into your mind.Blasphemy.A word you know.But don't understand.Listen to me.And my voice alone.As I tell you the story,Of my destructive home.
My Every BeingYou mean the world to meYou are my everythingYou are my lifeAnd you are my worldYou are my EVERYthingI wish to hold you in my armsTo wrap you in these armsMy eyes are filled with tearsFalling down my faceI pray all dayTo the mother and his graceFor your safetyI love you more than anythingYou are my everythingYou mean the world to meI don't know what I'd doIf there was a world without youDon't thinkJust talkBecause I am hereMy arms are wide openMy shoulder is waitingFor your arms and tearsMy ears are waitingFor your confidenceYou mean the world to meYou are my everythingMy lifeMy worldMy every being....
I Need You're QueI am a confused heap upon the ground.Tell me what is that sound?What am I to do?When your not giving me a sign.A way of knowing what youWould like to design.Please, think hard,And remember;I am fragile too.Even if I don't look it,There can be turmoil inside.This is not love.But it sure is like.So remember as I say this now,I need a little help,A little guidance,From your hand,Just to meet you half way.
The Innocent Enough Interview"Hello. You know what this is for correct?" The interviewer for deportation and arrest asks his interviewed.In unison the couple say, "Yes" and they smile at each other.The man clears his throat annoyed. "The interview is normally separate but it matters not. Your name?""I am Hirohito Marksman." She nods holding out her hand for him but he does not take it."And I am her Fiancée"Not if I have to say anything about it" He scoffs."Rune Phatom" he continues as though not interrupted and glares with annoyance at the interviewer."Age.""18" "21""What makes your 'Future' Spouse special?""He is my knight as well as the savior of my family and my very livelihood. He is a carnivorous wolf to the core with a temper that I can't get enough of. He is the ever present black in my life that it makes me ever so happy to just be in his presence." Simple, sweet and to the point, she thinks."She is brown, and beautiful. Her smile is as bright as the sun. With her hair growing long an