Deadpool

I know that this is supposed to be a story blog but I just had to post a picture of Deadpool, I'm waiting for the movie to come out cause it's freakling amazing and who doesn't like Ryan Renolds. Anyway I'm just rambling at this point so here's a pic of Deadpool I drew on the back of a Spring Fling flyer compared to the original.

I Wrote This When I was Upset

I'm not sure if you could call this a song or some sort of short poem, but I wrote it. I'm not even sure why I wrote it I just kinda got a feeling that I should write it down. I'm sure by the title you could tell its not gonna be something happy but it is interesting nonetheless so check it out.

I Couldn't Help Myself

This story is told from the mind of a psychotic murderer. It takes you on the journey through a descent into the mind of a madman, captured by the police the man confesses to his actions outright. A twist, what kind of criminal confesses to his crimes. Why don't you read and find out?

End Game

For all intents and purposes the person being personified through the poem shall be given a name that is not her name. In fact it is rather a nickname given to her based on her registration into the game if you will. Her title is Ninth or 9^th and she is one of twelve people selected to take part in a game that will decide who will take the throne of time and become a God. In this moment in time she is speaking directly to the current God of time who is known as Deus. He himself employed these twelve contestants for the game but one of the twelve has been lying from the beginning. At this moment in time Deus has elicited the help of Ninth in order to balance the scales once again and prove that there is only one true heir to the throne of time.

What is Real?

This poem is an abstract poem, then again a poem isn't really a poem unless you can't understand it. Everyone has had those times where they wake up and nothing feels right, like everything seems off or you just feel lost for some reason. If the world were a foothold you couldn't hang on to it for some reason. I decided to put those feelings into words with a hidden message within the structure of the poem itself. Have fun deciphering my readers.

The Time Tank

I had a little fun with this story, honestly it is more like a compilation of some of my favorite movies put together with time travel being used as the main device. Well not exactly time travel more like travel across both space in time because if one were to travel through time you wouldn't travel anywhere but 50 years back or forward from where you are now. But I digress, this story seeks to entertain the reader with the idea "What if time travel existed?"

Guardian Angel

Do you ever get the feeling that you're being watched. Everyone likes to think that they have a guardian angel that watches over them, but what is a guardian angel? In this poem I try to explain this idea in an artistic way.

The Second Chance

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have a second chance? Like if you could just have a redo, it sounds nice but everything has its price. I explore the idea of a second chance in this story, a riddled with doubt finds himself at the crossroads of life and death. Death himself is willing to give the man another try at life, but he must first answer a question.