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Out of Order by MaskedVengeance Out of Order :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 0 0 Beach Sunset by MaskedVengeance Beach Sunset :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 3 10 Pillar by MaskedVengeance Pillar :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 5 2 Wrong View by MaskedVengeance Wrong View :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 4 6
Reality Vision.
Twisted Reality…
A droplet of water dangled from the ceiling. It clung on as dearly as it could, but being unable to talk, it couldn’t call for help – and, in such a large metropolis, no-one would notice it to save it from losing its grip. Swiftly, it slipped from the tattered roof and fell into the shallow pool forming underneath. Another droplet was already beginning to form on the ceiling, reflections of the surrounding metal walls being twisted through it as it swelled and, eventually, suffered the same fate as the many droplets before it.
The walls were thin and corrugated, and had devolved over the years from a swish silver to the current muddy brown. Just like the floor, they were moist –hence the rust peppered across them as casually as seasoning across untested food. In one corner of the room, a metallic puppet shook violently as water dripped into its unsealed circuits. Its mouth shuttered open and closed as it squealed violently, its eyes conveying
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Natural Gift.
A feather falling, softly whisping,
Skimming past your hair and ears,
Drifting downwards ‘till it nears
Your neck, so slightly tense, yet warm.
Your mouth, smiling, yet clearly torn.
The feather falls to water, glistening,
Swims away past rocks and dirt,
Your eyes watch it, until, quite curt,
It floats once more upon the breeze.
Whisked away above the trees.
Nearby are two wings, undulating,
Flapping with a discrete sound
Until a bird, with one huge bound
Leaves its thin branch, flapping also.
This visual dance is flowing, slow,
But it is all clearly pulsating.
Sweetly ebbing and alive,
A sight to be romanticised.
And yet, my hands reach to your face,
Cover your eyes, remove this place.
Your current sight is just frustrating,
The pinky blackness of my hand
A wall between you and the land.
A cruel gift and a cruel reminder:
Your sight is a beautiful thing
You’ll never get to see.
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Autumn leaves
A falling leaf whisks the air,
Mixing it as it passes through.
It lands below and remains there,
The air swirling above.
Next the leaf starts to grow old,
Rotten orange, holey grey,
Corners start to bend and fold,
The air still swirls above.
Finally it all decays,
Scatters into little parts.
The strange thing is, in many ways,
This leaf, it represents me.
It has a good life, does this leaf,
There’s lots to like about it.
It lives a life with ,yes, some grief,
Coping with winds and snows.
Eventually, it dies, falls down,
And leaves a mark behind it.
Takes a while to reach the ground,
And the air, it swirls above.
So I should be happy because
I am living, I am alive.
I should know that, yes, I am good,
Can cope with winds and snows.
And even whenever I die
I know that I can leave my mark.
All I need do is whisk the air,
And it will swirl above.
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Water Droplet by MaskedVengeance Water Droplet :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 3 21 Sunlit. by MaskedVengeance Sunlit. :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 6 10 Close by MaskedVengeance Close :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 5 9 Lit. by MaskedVengeance Lit. :iconmaskedvengeance:MaskedVengeance 4 20
Cold Soup - Monologue
Adam, a badly shaven man in his late thirties, is sat in a grotty street upon a rotting wooden bench, talking to himself. He is very hesitant, shaky, and unsure of both himself and his whereabouts. He is sitting upon the bench with his legs crossed, without any shoes, and with seemingly chewed-through socks, so that his toes are exposed.
Super soup? Loop dee loop. Swing, slash, swoop. Fly!
Pterodactyl, dinosaur. Snail shells. Croc galore!
I’m not happy, mummy. I’m not. I’m me. Just me. Really. Me.
‘RHYME’ – R-H-Y-M-E. I like it. It’s a nice word.
Remember you told me how to rhyme once?
“Get your legs in front of you and count upon your toes,
Then sprinkle pepper on your nails and
See? I rhymed.
(shakes violently)
RUN. They’re coming for me. HIDE. But you’ll help me, won’t you, mummy?
Rhyming is good for your vocabulary. It keeps me safe at night, from them. I don&
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Stained Smile
Always brush your teeth,
At least twice a day.

Orange juice stains scream
Against tattered chairs. Pristine white
When they were bought, now they’re wrecks.
Twisted wood, spat from age’s teeth.
Unwashed walls and dusty windows
Block your exit.
Rusted locks don’t work,
So scrape them clean.
Always brush your teeth,
Twice a day.

As age grins, his gritty teeth
Might once have shined, dazzling and clean,
But now, his teeth cannot reflect
One moment of your past.
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TERRIBLE: Naruto: The Story
Chapter One: Love at First Sight
“Hi”, I said slowly and carefully. I didn’t know if she would be able to hear me, she had so much hair covering her ears it made me wonder if she had had a rat creep into them and die. She stank, too. Seriously, it was horrible.
“Hi”, she replied. Yeah, she had heard me. How nice.
“How are you?”, I asked her loudly, making sure that my lips moved up and down a lot more than they needed to. Maybe she really couldn’t hear me. Maybe she could lipread. Right?
“Shit.”, she replied. Yeah, I think it was definitely lipreading. Those ears were hairier than a feather duster with extra feather.
“Oh”, I said, “damn.” In fact, maybe it was a man. I wasn’t really sure. I guess the beard might’ve given something away. And the excess nose hair. Eww.
“Yeah”, he/she replied. Tell you what, I’ll call he/she an ‘it’. After all, it could’ve been an ape for a
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He smiled at himself in the dusty mirror as he withdrew air from his pocket and shot it at the ceiling. It left a large hole. He shot again, again, and again, the dull thudding of air bursting through the roof acting as sick music to his ears.
He ran out of the building and onto the empty street, shooting at empty silhouettes against the night sky. He shot the moon, and it left a crater as large to him as his sense of achievement.
Then he ran back inside the house, and shot me.
Vicious air spiralled in through my ears, gaping mouth and strained nostrils, filling up my lungs and choking me. It rumbled on down through my throat until my body burst apart in a sick tangle of air and emotion.
He stormed back out onto the street, half crying, half elated. He shot five times into the air – Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow – and faded to me, turning into just another silhouette.
I tried to chase after him, but my legs had been burst wide open, now simply flaps of paper crumpling onto the conc
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I try to clap, but
My hands always slip up
With nervous sweat.
So I just say that you did well, but
My mouth just slips up
With nervous words.
And I hesitate and hold back, but
My mind just slips up
With nervous thoughts.
And I guess that what I’m saying is
That, well… I can’t pause any more, and
I really, just, I…
-- Well, take this as my applause.
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MP3 player of choice: PSP cos thats all i got :p
Hey :)

This profile is still inactive, I've moved over to Oli-S permanently, so please go there for my recent works.

I've moved on a lot since I stopped using this account, as you'll see if you compare the work on here and on Oli-S

On that note, I've just begun uploading poetry to YouTube and would love it if you'd check out my first video: 'Sweet'. The piece is also on dA. Thanks!

See you over on Oli-S! :D


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I-hate-waffles Featured By Owner Nov 22, 2009  Student Photographer
Thanks for the +favs oliVAR!
MaskedVengeance Featured By Owner Nov 23, 2009
You're welcome steVARN!
Precipitous120 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2017
if I mass invite a billion people to my club via note, is that considered spamming?

I don't make money so... all it is is an invitation

so far I've invited 6000
JohnPatience Featured By Owner Nov 12, 2009
Thanks for the fave :)
MaskedVengeance Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2009
:) You're welcome.
DustyNovaRocks Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2009
You're welcome! :D
MaskedVengeance Featured By Owner Oct 28, 2009
a350z Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2009  Hobbyist Photographer
Thanks for the :+fav: Ol! :)
MaskedVengeance Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2009
=) welcome.
JohnPatience Featured By Owner Aug 24, 2009
Thanks for the faves :)
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