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Senin, 17 Desember 2012

Poetry : Keep Control

Keep Control


Control myself
It is not good to wail
Control myself
Never to show weakness
Control myself
Insides crumbling
Control myself
Trembling in constant changes
Control myself
Screaming in despair
Control myself
Madness overflowing
Control myself
Insanity breaking
Control myself
Feelings pushed through
Lunatically ...
Control myself
Frantically...
Control myself
Crazed feelings...
Control myself





Give up.

Frost's Flames

Short Story

There's a hot burning passion deep within the heart of the skater. Thus he is a believer, a dreamer yet a skeptical one. Desperation in one hand yet hold the air of the winner's soul at another. In a way, he danced in a murderous intent like the Grim Reaper on a lonely night. At another, He leaped through the sky like a Seraphim , floating above the ice. They call them 'Phoenix' as the song plays and they call them Death as he plays on a part in 'Dance Macabre'. He is Raoul in the Phantom Of The Opera , Victor Frankenstein in the novel Frankenstein and also The Mad Hatter in Alice In The Wonderland. He plays with grace , lust, but better, A burning emotional passion. He soars through the sky faster than the angels, a true ecstasy, like a beast in hunger, like a vampire's bloodlust. He trained like the blade, often ,to refuse losing. Aloof but firm, as his spiritual rises in heat.He will wear a mask of betrayal if it is possible. He will become dark, light, or something more. As He's burning in passionate flames and soaring above a thin ice.He is what he is... A figure skater. No, more than that. He is an ice dancer.

Too Much Love Could Kill You

 Short Story

Story Title: Too Much Love Could Kill You

He loved the world. He loved justice even more. The world he loved shape him to what he is now. Outside, a man with great benevolence, pride and a heart to stand up from injustice. Inside, was a child, traumatized by the fake justice he saw, a kindly cruel child with an idealistic vision of his own world. He is good, as the eye saw. He is adored by all, he is just, and people knows he stand up for his beliefs. He is strong and never waver. Heck, beauty is only skin deep. His love for the world was too much, it took shape of hatred. One by one, he is disappointed of this corrupted world. He is just a human, a fragile one like anyone else, but burdened by the 'justice' he saw everyday. He then made his own justice, a justice that works alone. A justice that is firm like his beliefs. He made himself out of lies. Just to protect the only thing he had in life. He only had himself.He cannot lose that. He cannot lose his love and passion towards injustice.Therefore,he sacrificed the only thing he had. Himself. For this world, this injustice corrupted world. He devoted his life which he has filled with lies. A human cannot do much, but he is willing to make a change. Only for the purpose of believing his own justice. The justice that may one day kill him.

Madness Log

Madness log of my Original Character, Imperium Luxuria

Madness log: Imperium Luxuria
Written by: Imperia Luxurium
Subject name Imperium Luxuria. Name consists of 'Imperium' which is control dan 'Luxuria' which means 'Lust'. Lust defined as unnatural madness of bloodlust in certain cases, an ability to lose their own minds to another. This prisoner was captured due to unknown circumstances. He was trained by the name Imperium Luxuria with Codenamed:Thanathos as his mentor.Due to extreme breakdown and stress due to Thanathos' sadistic actions, His personality literally splits into two. The control is Imperium and the Lust is Luxuria.This process of splitting was originated from the purpose of creating a balanced personality. Thus, all the stress and shock given, gave a birth of a new personality within this child. We named him, Imperia Luxurium. This was our purpose and goal , shaping mankind into a perfectly balanced personality. We will seek further whether this person will last... Or will it crumble into deep sadistic madness as Thanathos did.This log was made given if Imperium ever forgets another fragment of his past. This log was made in a sane and awaken condition and need no assurance further. This log was made by Imperia Luxurium as the keepers of both memories. I feel obliged to make this, as I did not feel I am a much importance by logic.
Imperia Luxurium.

Sabtu, 08 Desember 2012

Something about Hellsing Guilliaume

It's an evening, a purely sorrowful evening. In my eyes, I have to tell the truth, the sad truth but soon will be the beautiful truth. I did not fear, not I did not feel anything at all. My body is numb as ever. I never had the chance to tell anyone that I could not feel anything at all. I kept it well hidden for now. I did not want to cause any trouble to anybody. I'm here for a cause, one one them relates to a Hellsing Guilliaume.

Hellsing Guilliaume, a vampire I met far 800 years before. More exactly 839 years ago. When he was 4 and I was... a hundred something. That time, I still use the name Johann, which I got from my keeper. I still have my old body, though i already mixed mine with another. I have no longer crave for green haired bodies. I find it decent enough having my body formed by some strong humans. I took a count's body that time. His name was Rozenkreuz. I kept my stable eye as my body rots. Rumors started spreading as Necromancy started to be well known. I took the name Johann Faust, as the called me in the novels.Some heard of my true nature, they called me for an aid.

If I'm destined to help them, I will.

I have no intention of defying fate no more.I have heart which it causes me to defy what I didn't like, the heart also bounds me to my own soul...and my power of clairvoyance, so I am bound, maybe till that promised end. Pity, I pity myself.I am no longer human, but a tool to use, a “book” to record everything that happened around me. My sole mission, which is classified. I have no need to tell.

Hellsing Guilliaume. A little brat who I met by the request of Harold Guilliaume and Helena Guilliaume. He was... not a brat, more like a coward with a weak heart, but he is pure. He is true to himself and I could not change that part of him. The deal was I to implant a “dominant personality” to the weak young vampire. They needed a strong leader to survive, he was not, just a small demand from society. I pity this boy, because I can see what fate awaits him. Betrayal, death, but there's a spark of hope, love, and... a beautiful change afterwards. It is only a matter of time, vampire time.

As a compensation, I took the little boy's eye to be a part of mine. I gave him another suited one making a beautiful heterochrome. I watched him in his early days. For about ten years then I left. Now, we met once more. As fate turned to us. He was searching for me as I searched for him. I have no need to speak in circles anymore if this is about the past and present. I am only allowed to speak in circles for the future.I cannot change that.

I laughed. I just laughed and smile as the world rotates. I speak in a tenor voice they say ? Yes, tenor indeed. I am making a seal that time, necromancy usage for me was easy. Put a soul to a body and you got what you wanted. The dark side of necromancy. If it were to put the good side of necromancy, it would be with prayers. A power above me, yet it was so close to me, right, my dearest Felicia ?

She is real. I am real. Everything I will write and see is real. I decided to met the man at the time designated for our fateful meeting. Just an hour before the dawn. At the back garden of a mansion we both reside in.I still play the role of a fun loving kind-hearted vampire. All for the sake of my own, for my own egoist need, but I too, needed a friend. If friendship is give and take, I don't believe in it's existence. That's why... I need proof for my own 'pure' actions. Do i really help people because I need to ?Or deep in my heart, I want something else ? Is still my sense of heart or my sense of justice ? Sadly, I can't find my own answer to my own question by Clairvoyance.

I laughed once more. I pity... I pity myself because I knew nobody can pity me.

“Nice meeting you once more, Hellsing Guilliaume...”I smiled. That vampire was reading a thick book like always. Trying to broaden his views, trying to gain the memory he lost.His eyes was still the same as I met him years ago. Strong, dominant, pure, without any doubts in the way he do things. He will not change, will never ever change. Even if people will see him in different points of view. I won't.


“Johann!!” He rushed towards me. Don't come with me with such eyes! I wanted to tell him, but I am very weak towards his character. I was... human , after all. Weak and fragile as it should be.The only person... calling me Johann. My name.

“Raoul,my friend. Now they call me Dr.Raoul~ “ I smiled to him. He was like a child, I was like a brother to him.He trusted me, although he was just an “added personality”. Haha! Funny isn't it ? To befriend with an added personality ?

“R-Raoul.” He shrugged. “There must be a reason for you to come here. I want none of your 'fate' reasons! Just tell me what's the case this time! “ Hellsing crossed his arms. Only ten years, and he could read my minds like water flowing.What a charming boy,yes? I wanted to spend time with him, just a little longer, but that is what fate decides. I finally spilled out my thoughts.

“I come for you, dearest Hellsing Guilliaume. I have things to tell you.” I smiled. I finally took out a crumpled note written in blood. The words are fading in age but it is still readable. ' I wish to be a friend' was the note written. I know as soon as he saw the letter, his eyes widen. He remembered something out of it. Another hidden memory.

“I have regained all my memory! Shed some light to me why I seemed to remember this paper and yet I didn't! My memory... those people that tried to kill me. Sheltered me and sealed me in that coffin. They're dead! Everyone I once loved were dead. I didn't even know what to do,now. I have no goals! No purpose to live in this wretched world! “ Hellsing commented. He didn't live to kill like a hunter. He had no interest in things or money, not gems not jewels. He is only interested to use his live to the fullest, then die without any regrets. He wanted to die as Hellsing Guilliaume, that's all.

I laughed.It was out of pure pity but I did to lighten the mood.I will be the one who asked questions to him. “Hellsing, do you ever thought of a certain personality was inside you ? A weak personality ?” I grinned. His reactions was still, puzzled. I can't help talking in circles once more. Haha~

“When you was four, I was called by your parents. They asked me to add you with a dominant personality, one which could stand any resistance, one who could conquer the other, one who could... be a leader for their vampire hunter race. That is you, Hellsing Guilliaume. The personality I inserted. Superiority Complex, if nowadays people may say it.”I grinned.

“Lies!”

“IT WAS NOT A LIE! “

I closed my mouth.I see this things were coming, but my vision were too fast.I ended up... yelling? It was not like me to do that. I was, calm.. at least on my outer shell. I trembled by my own actions. If I was rash, I could not survive another decade. Even Hellsing trembled when I suddenly speak in my high voice.the personality I inserted to him, half was mine. I knew it, although I myself have doubts.I calmed myself down, before speaking another word.

I looked at Hellsing. He was quite surprised to see me in this state. Someone who is more dominant than him at last. I couldn't hold may laughter. Pity... Now I don't know who to pity. Myself or him ?

“Tell me, Hellsing. Do you recall your memories before you were four ?” I know the answer without looking. It was a definite 'no'.

“When you're at that age, you called me Johann. In ten years, filled you contract demands. Till now, I haven't forgotten the crumpled note.”I started to glare at him. It has been a very long time since my body felt living. Burned in anger...maybe ? Hellsing took his stance and readied for an attack. A rapier, like always. “Tell me, Hellsing. You should know that you're not a pure heterochrome. You SHOULD know where your other eye is...”

He sheathed his rapier. His face looked like he admitted defeat. “My other eye... is the blue one you had...”I know deep inside he was cursing me. He hated me with burning passion. If I was a fighter, I would actually have a duel with him instead.

“... if I was a created personality, where's my original ?!”

I stood in shock. Original ? I haven't seen him since then. I have been mean to him. Really mean,yes ? For allowing the 'dominant' to rule over him for hundreds of years.

“You come here to bring back the original,yes ? You will give me a chance to return to my original personality and leave this dominant one,yes ? Father and mother are dead. The contract is over! That's why you came here to took it back ? “

I could not speak a word. It was as if... he's reading my mind.I knew he will, but... I never know little details like this should appear. I have a heart to feel it, it was...sad. Inhumanly sad.

“You... Johann. You wanted me to live not as a living corpse. You wanted me to live with a purpose. Behind that words you sounded mean, you actually wanted me to live in a new light. I knew it. You're always that kind of type.You came here to offer my 'original' freedom and my 'fake' death...”

I couldn't look at his face. My expression is ruined as well.Very funny face I put there,funny enough to cry. He was speaking truth. I came here for that purpose. To free his original and grant him death.His face always... always will be this pure in front of me,yes ?

“How long has...”

“You have been using 'dominant' for your entire life. If you give a chance to your 'original', he will not have your experience. Maybe he will, but there's only a slight chance. He would look like a fool in front of others, and I will not be there to help him. I won't.” I grinned. It was for his best. I would play the dark role bestowed upon me.

“...for my own good as always? You have told me those things since I was ten, Johann. I trusted you.”Hellsing smiled. Cheeky smile like he used to.

“I was in debt of the 'original' for the use of his body. I do not belong here as I was not in need anymore. So, I better get going. I will die.”An honorable thing to do.Very much of a Hellsing Guilliaume. The contract on the crumpled blood paper was not in use anymore. It was too old anyway.

“I promise to be your friend.Always. Until death separates us.” I smiled. I will lost my one and only friend...maybe. “I shall undo the seal now. You will not be here when you wake up. You will only remember how to speak. Can't read and you don't remember me, or our conversation. Yet, I believe, you're still you. Hellsing Guilliaume. You said it yourself. I will never ever change...” I laughed.My hands are actually trembling. We both know, we were not afraid of death.Some part of us just wanted to die, to finish things that are set here and live on with a new page of our life.

Lies. I am afraid to die. I am...

Though I will be the longest 'human' to live, I will still be afraid... to die.I guess I am what they said to be very weak, that's why they choose me.I will be weak my entire life.

“You don't need goodbyes?”

“That is a goodbye for me,then...”Smile. A faint little smile in both mine and his.It seems very odd. My eyes are heavy as well but I determined to look at what happened to him till the end. One goal, one goal to finish what I have started, as always.The last thing to do, was to explain his situation when he has awaken.Then, My contract with him, will be finally over.

***

Minggu, 13 Mei 2012

Shiyu

yap! karena ini dah malam... tapi entah mengapa kepengen posting sesuatu, jadi saya di sini membuat sesuatu tentang Shiyu-san!

Tahu siapa Shiyu ? Dia adalah laba-laba yang setia di blogku~

Mengapa laba-laba ?

Karena dia setia, dan dia manis.

Sekali laba-laba membuat sarang di suatu tempat dia STAY di sana. hebat bukan ?
Bahka waktu sarangnya dihancurkan, ia akan membuatnya di tempat YANG PERSIS SAMA~

Lalu mengapa Shiyu ?

sebenarnya dari kata "Shoo"

kau tahu Shoo ? Kayak ngusir orang gitu ya ? =u= ;


bukan kok~ karena terdengar manis saja. sebenarnya bukan "Shoo" tapi "Shhhiiiiuuuhhh~"

kayak bunyi sfx gituuu~

dan juga karena saya suka karakter laba-laba di suatu anime ( sumpah... sebenarnya dia jelek tapi..)

namanya Shokatsukin Shiyu.

Bajunya...

Kacamatanya...

Hairstylenya...

Kulitnya....

BAHKAN kesemek yang dipegangnya itu sesuatu banget!!!

karena official picnya agak menyedihkan... lihat saja fanartku :


Shokatsukin Shiyu by ~IChiTa--WiYa on deviantART


yah... gambar lama sih ^^;

jadinya, dia yang manis selalu ada di blogku~ //plak

btw, Shokatsukin Shiyu itu kalau di era Tiga Kerajaan namanya Zhuge Jin. Dia kakaknya Zhuge Liang yang terkenal deh pokoknya... //shot

btw, ada cosplay dia yang keren sih~ //kok jadi ngga nyambung ya sama topik Shiyu yang ini ?





Yah.. jadi kelihatanlah fandomku terhadap laba-laba.

saya sendiri pengen punya satu~ :D

Semoga Shiyu tetapi menjaga blog ini.

Rabu, 25 April 2012

Crazed Wonderland: Jabberwocky

Completely forgot to make another series... hope this could forgive me...

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Crazed Wonderland:Jabberwocky

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
 All mimsy were the borogoves, 
And the mome raths outgrabe.  

I'm scared... 
I' not what it looks like!
 Believe me! I'm not a beast! 
I'm not... A Beast.  

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son! 
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! 
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun 
The frumious Bandersnatch!"  

A tear fall into my eyes.
 I washed it up with my palm. 
See! Look! I'm human! 
Why can't anyone see it ?!
 I must beware of the Jabberwock too, see!
 I'm afraid, but See! 
I have no claws !
 I have no jaws! 
I am not.. The beast you speak of..  

He took his vorpal sword in hand: 
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
 So rested he by the Tumtum tree, 
And stood awhile in thought.  

I never got the chance to see it again.
 That, sword, that once I had.
 It has been swollen,
 by my fears aside, 

Building, a little beast inside... 
Jabberwock... 
Is that you ?
 Is that the beast? 
They have been calling me ?

  And as in uffish thought he stood,
 The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, 
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
 And burbled as it came!

 Alice,she held my hand.
 I was sold, for a mere six pence. 
Dodo, are you out of your mind? 
I'm on their side, with you,is it ? 

Alice's side.

 I feel warmth...
 They give me strength...  
Courage, to face my inner fears.

 and... A Vorpal sword, shone in my hands

One, two! One, two! and through and through
 The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! 
He left it dead, and with its head 
He went galumphing back.

 I..I did it ?!
 Alice! Alice! I did it!
 I defeated the Jabberwock!
 I face my own fears! 
The beast inside me... gone!
 All because you trusted me,Alice!  

"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? 
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
 O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. '

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
 All mimsy were the borogoves,
 And the mome raths outgrabe.
  
Alice, Can you see the Frabjous day ?
I'm..looking forward to it too. 
Me, a little kid... Who... has... slain the Jabberwock...
  I, who breathed in exhaustion...

 May have to rest here... 

Stay well, dear Alice... 

 I shall be coming to you...

 When... 

I woke up...

 ...

 ...

 ... 

I'll be waiting for it.



 Frabjous day, isn't it ?