History is doomed to repeat itself. We’ve all heard this, but never listen. However, in this case, how would one be able to prevent it? A psychologist driven mad because of love; because of too much empathy.
The Wayne Foundation had supplied Arkham with up-and-coming psychologists; people who were thought to be able to help, be able to empathize with their patients. Man, did that backfire.
With my experience and knowledge of anxieties and depression, as well as my not being native to Gotham, I became the perfect candidate to take care of certain members of the “rogues gallery.”
It took months to realize just how poorly th
It was fine when it was just the two of us, right? Alike as we were, we could still cover each other's weaknesses.
Bird were no problem, with me being the noise maker and you being the natural scarecrow.
You easily dealt with everything that hid in the dark, supernatural or otherwise.
I, of course, dealt with any fighters that came our way; neither of us were very strong, but you had a weakness I didn't.
Even insects, terrifying as they were, remained no match for us. Well, me; you couldn't handle such things. I managed some moves that blew them all away. They weren't much, but they worked.
Even the arid wasteland we called home was noth
"Supplanter."
"Usurper."
Names can tell a lot about a person. After all, what did you expect from a someone named "Edward Nygma" or "Harleen Quinzel"?
Or one who's initials spell "JAB"?
Of course, not everything is quite so straight forward; fate loves irony just as much as it loves meaning. Can you imagine one with a name meaning "gift from God" to be so despised and pushed into madness?
Of course, I suppose it's all about perspective. Whether or not others agree, I can name a few who will agree that his name is fitting; myself included.
"Supplanter."
"Usurper."
I've always hated my name. It's always mispronounced. No one ever bother
I thought I was prepared for this. Damn, what a fool I was, wandering into the desert alone. I thought I had enough to get through this: excess food, plenty to drink, even a tent canvas for shelter from the heat. I was prepared for anything the elements could throw at me.
Unfortunately, it only took one reminder of how cruel people can be to completely ruin everything.
I started this journey alone; I always thought I was better off that way. But it wasn't going to stay that way. I had a friend across the desert; he would've given me a companion, had I made it to him. I guess that will never happen now...
I should've listened. I should've br
A young dark haired Imperial approaches the shrine. Setting up his offering, he calls upon the Daedra.
"What is it you wish from me?" a voice asks.
"I wish to become a great musician" the Imperial says in reply.
"And why do you wish for such?"
The Imperial explains that he has fallen for a young Dunmer, who is very interested in the Arts, especially music, and wishes to impress her. The Prince, hearing this, bestows upon the young man a lute, which the man gratefully takes. The Prince them warns him that she expects to hear him play it often. And with that, the voice disappears.
The man returns to his home and practices his new instrumen
Kira the Daedric Prince of the Arts by KuppaMijo, literature
Literature
Kira the Daedric Prince of the Arts
Kira: The Daedric Prince of the Arts, Performances, and Storytelling.
Her realm is similar to Vile's in that its more peaceful than the other realms in Oblivion. It's comprised of beautiful woods and grasslands to act as inspiration to the artistic souls who live there. The Global City acts as a central hub for artists and displays various artistic pieces and plays. The Daedra that inhabit the land are known as Muses, wisp-like creatures that influence the mortals who arrive.
She is very fond of her followers, and grants them artistic abilities if asked. However, before granting, she asks them why they wish to acquire such abilities. If the
History is doomed to repeat itself. We’ve all heard this, but never listen. However, in this case, how would one be able to prevent it? A psychologist driven mad because of love; because of too much empathy.
The Wayne Foundation had supplied Arkham with up-and-coming psychologists; people who were thought to be able to help, be able to empathize with their patients. Man, did that backfire.
With my experience and knowledge of anxieties and depression, as well as my not being native to Gotham, I became the perfect candidate to take care of certain members of the “rogues gallery.”
It took months to realize just how poorly th
It was fine when it was just the two of us, right? Alike as we were, we could still cover each other's weaknesses.
Bird were no problem, with me being the noise maker and you being the natural scarecrow.
You easily dealt with everything that hid in the dark, supernatural or otherwise.
I, of course, dealt with any fighters that came our way; neither of us were very strong, but you had a weakness I didn't.
Even insects, terrifying as they were, remained no match for us. Well, me; you couldn't handle such things. I managed some moves that blew them all away. They weren't much, but they worked.
Even the arid wasteland we called home was noth
"Supplanter."
"Usurper."
Names can tell a lot about a person. After all, what did you expect from a someone named "Edward Nygma" or "Harleen Quinzel"?
Or one who's initials spell "JAB"?
Of course, not everything is quite so straight forward; fate loves irony just as much as it loves meaning. Can you imagine one with a name meaning "gift from God" to be so despised and pushed into madness?
Of course, I suppose it's all about perspective. Whether or not others agree, I can name a few who will agree that his name is fitting; myself included.
"Supplanter."
"Usurper."
I've always hated my name. It's always mispronounced. No one ever bother
I thought I was prepared for this. Damn, what a fool I was, wandering into the desert alone. I thought I had enough to get through this: excess food, plenty to drink, even a tent canvas for shelter from the heat. I was prepared for anything the elements could throw at me.
Unfortunately, it only took one reminder of how cruel people can be to completely ruin everything.
I started this journey alone; I always thought I was better off that way. But it wasn't going to stay that way. I had a friend across the desert; he would've given me a companion, had I made it to him. I guess that will never happen now...
I should've listened. I should've br
A young dark haired Imperial approaches the shrine. Setting up his offering, he calls upon the Daedra.
"What is it you wish from me?" a voice asks.
"I wish to become a great musician" the Imperial says in reply.
"And why do you wish for such?"
The Imperial explains that he has fallen for a young Dunmer, who is very interested in the Arts, especially music, and wishes to impress her. The Prince, hearing this, bestows upon the young man a lute, which the man gratefully takes. The Prince them warns him that she expects to hear him play it often. And with that, the voice disappears.
The man returns to his home and practices his new instrumen
Julius Caesar: The Ides of March by iammemyself, literature
Literature
Julius Caesar: The Ides of March
Julius Caesar: The Ides of March
Indiana
Never before had a heartbeat stretched so long.
He had seen many men fall. He had seen men pierced by arrows, struck through with blunt swords, trampled beneath the wayward hooves of the determined cavalry. He had seen men fall victim to festering yellow wounds, draw their last shaky breath as they lay stricken by illness, waste away as their fading strength failed them. Many, many men had fallen, but he had not. The end was nigh, and it was too soon. Far, far too soon.
There was a knife between his ribs.
He had heard tell of it. Heard of men being accosted by their enemies in the shadows of
It's been forever since I last did one of these, so I stole one from ~Jeh-Leh-Loh (https://www.deviantart.com/jeh-leh-loh)
Joker
[X] You have a dark sense of humor.
[X] People often tell you you're 'crazy', 'weird', 'a freak' and other words to that effect.
[ ] You like wearing bright colors even if they clash.
[ ] You don't tend to make a lot of sense.
[ ] You are self-obsessed.
[ ] You will do anything for a laugh.
[/] You can't laugh at yourself very easily.
[ ] You're smiling a lot of the time.
[X] You are intelligent.
[ ] You like to be the center of attention.
[ ] You enjoy the work of the Marx Brothers.
Total: 3.5
Two-Face
[ ] You are a Gemini.
[X] You se
Freddy Fazbear:
[ ] You can be sneaky and trick people
[ ] You're considered 'tough' or 'in charge'
[X] Nobody messes with you
[X] You like to sing, even if you're good or bad at it
[ ] You like having all the attention
[ ] Many people look up to you
TOTAL: 2
Chica the Chicken:
[/] You like cooking
[X] You simply adore food/eating
[ ] Pizza is one of your favorite foods
[ ] You're very social
[ ] You like to make new friends
[ ] You're an early bird; you get up and move around quickly
TOTAL: 1.5
Bonnie the Bunny:
[ ] You're almost considered the third wheel
[X] You're very concerned about your friends and family and those
Stolen from http://shadow-cipher.deviantart.com/journal/Daedric-Princes-Meme-EMPTY-Please-do-it-293668312
Azura
[]You would like to govern Dawn and Dusk
[X]Most people don't consider you evil
[]You always like to know the time of day
[X]You like cats
[X]Stars are very precious to you
[/]You are generally merciful towards others
[/]Though when angered, your 'wrath' is swift and painful
[X]You also like elves
[]You are very relaxed and peaceful
[X]You are helpful towards those you trust
Total: 6/10
Boethiah
[]You would like to govern over deceit, conspiracy, murder, or something like these
[]You are very specific on what people c