Feyte
A Yugijak fanfiction
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Introduction
“All rise. Council now convenes.”
Around a wooden table in a sealed room, with not doors or windows, a group of thirteen figures formed from smoke and shadow to stand at the table, on the surface of which lay a solitary candle entrapped within a carving of a thirteen pointed star. The candle was a pale white, the wick black with use, solid wax drippings along the sides.
Once all the figures in the room had solidified and stood before the table, as equals despite some varying heights, the candle lit with a green flame and hovered before them, pulsing with the voice of the spe
Last Call (for Mind-Broken) [first draft] by yugijak, literature
Literature
Last Call (for Mind-Broken) [first draft]
Last Call
Before you get to read this story, I want to say a few things.
First and foremost, this is a sort of thank you gift for Mind-Broken, who made one KICKASS picture of a character I had created. Second, I’m writing this story more or less as one long chapter, so yes, it is a one-shot. Finally, if Mind-Broken wants, I will create more stories about Thomas, his character, and someone else in this story (I refuse to spoil it before you read! I…REFUSE!).
So now, without further ado, I present Last Call…
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Needless to say, for someone like Thomas, school was like hell.
He flopped on his bed, not bothering t
Character SummaryPirate: Mous by yugijak, literature
Literature
Character SummaryPirate: Mous
Character Summary
Pirate: Mouse
Owner: dev< yugijak>:
Appearance: Is of average height, with brown hair and eyes and fair skin. Wears one of those sleeveless jackets (I cannot remember the name) and the like that APPEARS to be from the 19th century or so, minus the coats, but has a more...modern take. A tiny gold chain on his waist for example
Personality: Loves to explore and interact with everything. He can't help but try to make things better, even if his powers don't always want to cooperate on that aspect. He's a bit naïve at times, but a lot less than he lets on.
Pet: Whatever one happens to be paying a visit at the time.
Specific r
A writer
has no tools
only friends
that speak
through actions
They hold
his hand while
crafting myths
and stave off
the distractions
He breaths
through them
like
respirators
but never
seems to
save them
later
Cause
just like
people
they sometimes
fade away
for even
the closest tool
might not be
here to stay
A writer's friends
come to life
whenever he
sits down to write
and they will
empower his might
or guard his
strength for
the typing fight
A writer has
no tools
only friends
he crafts himself
that stick
with him through
thick or thin
sitting high
atop the shelf
So if you are
a writer
you'll know exactly
what I mean
that you don't
have
The following is recorded from by yugijak, literature
Literature
The following is recorded from
The following is recorded from a conversation between me and Archive, and I want to understand it's meaning. Granted it seems pretty straightforward, but nothing is ever as it seems. So here it is.
"I've been across those seas. At least, the island has..." I feel memories pressing against my mind, "Through the fog of the unknown, into the vast black sea, I sailed away on an island of old, to see what I could see. Across the stars and through the minds of old I floated free, sailing away on an island of old into the vast black sea."
I started to write this down, "Where memories breathe air again and thought can shape the land, where monster
So is this
Everything
That I've got?
Do I have
Everything
That I want?
Or is there
Something more?
Have I
Reached the
Peak of my
Physique?
Have I
Lost the end
Of my rope?
Or is there
Something better?
Something
Better.
Something to
Fight for.
Something better.
Something I
Want more.
Something better.
Something…
Something…
Something!
Give me a
Reason to fight.
Give me a
Hope, a guiding light.
Give me
The tenacity
To live my life
Give me a
Soul to call my own
Give me a
Place to call my home
Give me
What I'm missing
So I stop feeling
Incomplete
It's always
Just the same thing
Always
This same feelin
Feyte
A Yugijak fanfiction
-
Introduction
“All rise. Council now convenes.”
Around a wooden table in a sealed room, with not doors or windows, a group of thirteen figures formed from smoke and shadow to stand at the table, on the surface of which lay a solitary candle entrapped within a carving of a thirteen pointed star. The candle was a pale white, the wick black with use, solid wax drippings along the sides.
Once all the figures in the room had solidified and stood before the table, as equals despite some varying heights, the candle lit with a green flame and hovered before them, pulsing with the voice of the spe
Last Call (for Mind-Broken) [first draft] by yugijak, literature
Literature
Last Call (for Mind-Broken) [first draft]
Last Call
Before you get to read this story, I want to say a few things.
First and foremost, this is a sort of thank you gift for Mind-Broken, who made one KICKASS picture of a character I had created. Second, I’m writing this story more or less as one long chapter, so yes, it is a one-shot. Finally, if Mind-Broken wants, I will create more stories about Thomas, his character, and someone else in this story (I refuse to spoil it before you read! I…REFUSE!).
So now, without further ado, I present Last Call…
-
Needless to say, for someone like Thomas, school was like hell.
He flopped on his bed, not bothering t
Character SummaryPirate: Mous by yugijak, literature
Literature
Character SummaryPirate: Mous
Character Summary
Pirate: Mouse
Owner: dev< yugijak>:
Appearance: Is of average height, with brown hair and eyes and fair skin. Wears one of those sleeveless jackets (I cannot remember the name) and the like that APPEARS to be from the 19th century or so, minus the coats, but has a more...modern take. A tiny gold chain on his waist for example
Personality: Loves to explore and interact with everything. He can't help but try to make things better, even if his powers don't always want to cooperate on that aspect. He's a bit naïve at times, but a lot less than he lets on.
Pet: Whatever one happens to be paying a visit at the time.
Specific r
A writer
has no tools
only friends
that speak
through actions
They hold
his hand while
crafting myths
and stave off
the distractions
He breaths
through them
like
respirators
but never
seems to
save them
later
Cause
just like
people
they sometimes
fade away
for even
the closest tool
might not be
here to stay
A writer's friends
come to life
whenever he
sits down to write
and they will
empower his might
or guard his
strength for
the typing fight
A writer has
no tools
only friends
he crafts himself
that stick
with him through
thick or thin
sitting high
atop the shelf
So if you are
a writer
you'll know exactly
what I mean
that you don't
have
The following is recorded from by yugijak, literature
Literature
The following is recorded from
The following is recorded from a conversation between me and Archive, and I want to understand it's meaning. Granted it seems pretty straightforward, but nothing is ever as it seems. So here it is.
"I've been across those seas. At least, the island has..." I feel memories pressing against my mind, "Through the fog of the unknown, into the vast black sea, I sailed away on an island of old, to see what I could see. Across the stars and through the minds of old I floated free, sailing away on an island of old into the vast black sea."
I started to write this down, "Where memories breathe air again and thought can shape the land, where monster
Mainly, I am a writer, but I dabble a bit in artistry. I'm not that good, but maybe I can get help! I love books and fanfiction, and a few of my ideas have been commented by my friends as Zelda quality! Hope it works out!
Favourite Movies
Matrix
Favourite TV Shows
mainly anime
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Nickleback, Metallica, mainly rock and country rock
Favourite Books
artemis fowl, harry potter, etc
Favourite Writers
Eoin Colfer, J.K.Rowling, Brandon Paul, Frank Beddor,etc
Favourite Games
Action adventure
Favourite Gaming Platform
xbox, ps2, and the wii, all of which are my systems *~*
So I recently came to learn about the game Six Days at Fallujah and the 'controversy' that followed with a quick abandonment under the pretense 'it's a game' thanks to Extra Credits and their video on Game Controversy.
(For those who don't know Extra Credits is a channel on YouTube that creates lecture videos on various aspects of game development and game design, and a fair amount of what's covered can be applied to other subjects as well. By all means check them out.)
And after learning about the whole thing of 'it's a game' and the idea of people at first seeing games as a kind of toy it immediately got me thinking:
What's in a game?
WARNING!
The following rant will feature an excess of swearing, geek rage, obsession, and general profanity/rudeness
If you are easily offended by any of this, please go somewhere else. I currently. Do not. Give a shit.
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Okay, so I recently started playing Monster Hunter. The original game. It's amazing. Think the pace and forethought of Dark Souls with the plethora of gear and foes from Bayonetta. The game relies on forethought and research, actual FUCKING RESEARCH, to pull of a quest successfully, solo or otherwise (though right now I'm only playing solo because no PS2 emulator internet. Which sucks)
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Hi.
I probably have mentioned this to more or less EVERYONE that's ever thought it was a good idea to watch me here (sorry for updating never I know I suck) but I have a gaming channel on youtube!
It's actually been there or a while...so I have no idea why I'm mentioning this now...
ANYWAY
The point is that I actually have a channel for playing video games that I feel more people should play and such. There's some Legend of Zelda, some M&L Superstar Saga, some Dust: An Elysian Tail, some Dead Space, and you can bet there'll be more coming too!
Here's a link to the channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCsedIcmXqiBIfEeY30YBpNg
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