"Against all the evil that Hell can conjure, all the wickedness that mankind can produce; We will send unto them... only you."
Colored text indicates in-character statements/actions. Because Forum Games has basically just been a big open RP for a long time now and it's the only place I ever post anymore, when I post at all.
A vessel is crafted by an unknown potter.
A fire starts. The vessel is smashed against the dusty floor, leaving a crack in the vessel for ash to fill it.
The ashes consume the being of the vessel.
The vessel is repeatedly cracked from inside as the ashes continue to fill the vessel.
The vessel becomes empty to escape the ashes.
The vessel rolls downhill, putty and mud trying to roughly fill the cracks.
The container rolls unto the water. The water fills the vessel, smoothing the putty and mud. It heals the Vessel. The Vessel is no longer empty; full of the air and sea.
The air and sea is ripped from the Vessel.
The grief spills from inside like a gaping wound.
The container begins to crack again; the grief needing to be let out. The Vessel can't open its lid.
The Vessel fills itself with new water.
The water only erodes the cracks. It isn't the air and water that the Vessel held so dear.
Regardless, the Vessel loves the water.
The water washes through the Vessel like a river, leaving a mire of grief in its wake. The water is gone.
The Vessel can take off its lid.
Grief spills from inside like a gaping wound.
I think we all need to learn the difference between similes and metaphors. METAPHORS SIMILIES
A vessel is crafted by an unknown potter.
A fire starts. The vessel is smashed against the dusty floor, leaving a crack in the vessel for ash to fill it.
The ashes consume the being of the vessel.
The vessel is repeatedly cracked from inside as the ashes continue to fill the vessel.
The vessel becomes empty to escape the ashes.
The vessel rolls downhill, putty and mud trying to roughly fill the cracks.
The container rolls unto the water. The water fills the vessel, smoothing the putty and mud. It heals the Vessel. The Vessel is no longer empty; full of the air and sea.
The air and sea is ripped from the Vessel.
The grief spills from inside like a gaping wound.
The container begins to crack again; the grief needing to be let out. The Vessel can't open its lid.
The Vessel fills itself with new water.
The water only erodes the cracks. It isn't the air and water that the Vessel held so dear.
Regardless, the Vessel loves the water.
The water washes through the Vessel like a river, leaving a mire of grief in its wake. The water is gone.
The Vessel can take off its lid.
Grief spills from inside like a gaping wound.
I think we all need to learn the difference between similes and metaphors. METAPHORS SIMILIES
Hi i am wegie125 here reporting news about a man that looked like paper he was wandering the streets with his pet bingu when he got depants and everything went wrong he got angry and became angerypaper.
stolen from Tirin<3
eh everyone else was doing it so why not.
Don't screw up
There's nothing of importance in it.
Sometimes full of country goodness and green peaness.
Wait, thats terrible... I quit! But I'll look into another bowl for the road...
Sometimes full of green, raw, terrifying, GOBLIN peaness!
Thats even worse. **** this, I'm outta here. :mellow.gif:
A fire starts. The vessel is smashed against the dusty floor, leaving a crack in the vessel for ash to fill it.
The ashes consume the being of the vessel.
The vessel is repeatedly cracked from inside as the ashes continue to fill the vessel.
The vessel becomes empty to escape the ashes.
The vessel rolls downhill, putty and mud trying to roughly fill the cracks.
The container rolls unto the water. The water fills the vessel, smoothing the putty and mud. It heals the Vessel. The Vessel is no longer empty; full of the air and sea.
The air and sea is ripped from the Vessel.
The grief spills from inside like a gaping wound.
The container begins to crack again; the grief needing to be let out. The Vessel can't open its lid.
The Vessel fills itself with new water.
The water only erodes the cracks. It isn't the air and water that the Vessel held so dear.
Regardless, the Vessel loves the water.
The water washes through the Vessel like a river, leaving a mire of grief in its wake. The water is gone.
The Vessel can take off its lid.
Grief spills from inside like a gaping wound.
I think we all need to learn the difference between similes and metaphors.
METAPHORS
SIMILIES
Not really.
Nice. Rep+.
Both rocks and life are small things that can easily be used to build up bigger and better things. Tools.
Simple metaphor that means a lot.
Edit: should be "Love IS yesterday"
Trivia: My display name is my top 2 favorite Pokemon types.