Good morning! Today’s art piece by Xsanie is titled Letting Go.
Are you working on any art? What projects are you currently working on? Let’s talk Art!
Good morning! Today’s art piece by Xsanie is titled Letting Go.
Are you working on any art? What projects are you currently working on? Let’s talk Art!
Today we are lauching Xsanie’s Art Corner! Xsanie is one of my best friends and she has finally built up the courage to show her work. Feel free to find her on Twitter to chat and show appreciation!
Have you been working on any art? How do you unwind? Let’s talk art and creativity!
Happy Wednesday! It’s been a great (& busy) month to start off the year and our GamersUnitedGG Blogging Competition comes to a close today. We have had 3 awesome participants building their own video game and I think that the responses were fantastic in each instance. At the end of Week 2 we had a tie for 1st place between Pix1001 from Shoot the Rookie and Daniel from Home Button. Flying Colours has been a great participant and mathematically locked in the 3rd Place prize. Let’s analyze each of the 3 participant’s video games and award the final points to determine the winner.
Flying Colours was the first participant and took a different path than the other 2. Colours placed their responses in the comments of each prompt and came up with a video game that I think is a superhero adventure. The main character was tall, dark and handsome with awesome abilities like flying (I see what you did there) and mind reading. In week 2 we meet a villain that is obsessed with power and control.
Pix1001 really piqued my interest the first week with the main character Osha that I really liked. Osha is a nerdy girl that wants to save the planet, not just it’s inhabitants, but the environment as well. Pix provided a very detailed description of the main character and the description was vivid enough to paint a picture in my head which was awesome! In week 2 Osha’s nemesis and the main villain of the gain was a political mastermind called Mira. Mira is an extremely intelligent villain that did not always start out as an evil mastermind. Mira seems to have become jaded with the way people in the world are and is planning to destroy everything and use the presious resources of the planet to escape to another world. A great villain is relatable and has a story that draws you in and feel as if Mira exemplifies those characteristics. Going into the final week I was questioning how battling would work but Pix delivered! She answered that in her week 3 response with the party battle system. We find out that the game takes place on a planet called Gaia and that you are playing a JRPG game. The game will launch as a Nintendo Switch Exclusive.
To Pix: “You set distinct goals and it made sense. I loved the dialogue inclusion in your game. Some of the best games have sassy one liners or undercutting remarks that make the game smirk a little. Having your characters make colorful remarks is almost synonmous with Nintendo. I fell in love with your main character and most of your game mesh elements mesh together very well.”
Daniel took yet another approach from the other 2 Players by starting his posts as a dossier or FBI type rundown. I immediately envisioned the voice from unsolved mysteries in the opening package to the game running down the file on Jin Usagi while the typewriter sound plays in the back. In week 1 we are privy to the confidential file of the truth tellers who we find out later are actually the villains. Jin is a man with considerable skill and was apart of the title organization known as Full Arsenal or F.A. In week 2 we get a glimpse of the organization and some of their members from a Truthers perspective. It’s a Suicide Squad type of feel where the government or people in power put together a band of rogues and mercenariess to form a special task team. But of course, being self aware the team realized that they could go out on their own and didn’t need bosses. In the final week Full Arsenal is unveiled at E3 2020 and the trailers along with the developers talk about how the game will function. It’s an open world, choice driven game that will launch on PS4 and Xbox One.
To Daniel: ” Your premise and your methods of delivering your game each week was exciting and a great read. Your character, plot and villains are all outstanding and I can see the game vividly in my head. I really like the choice driven aspect and the option to kill your enemy and take pieces of their armor or spare them and possibly turn them to your side. This element would be cool in many games today.”
All 3 Participants did an amazing job with their video games and thank you for participating. Here’s a reminder of the prizes:
Congratulations to all 3 Players in the competition! I will reach out to each of you individually so that I can send your rewards. Don’t forget to give them a follow if you enjoy their blogs! I think we will host blogging competitions each quarter so make sure to join us again in April! Have a fantastic Wednesday!
Happy Wednesday Novas! We are officially in 2018 and it’s time for the new year, new you attitudes! My personal goal is to be “better” than I was in 2017 in every aspect of my life. I want to set small attainable goals instead of trying to make 1 giant leap and crumble when I’m not seeing the instant perks or rewards. With that said, as much as I want to jump straight into all of the projects and activities I have been working on, I realize that I need to recharge and have some time to enjoy the new year and reflect on the changes that I would like to make.
GamersUnitedGG, well myself in particular will be taking a week (really 5 days) off from blogging. I have many posts, activities and ideas planned this month and I do not want to burn out. This will be my last blog post until Monday January 8th, where I will start blogging again along with some great announcements (most of which I have already spoiled in previous posts) and a blogging competition to celebrate our 1 year anniversary! The prize… A Mystery Box of gaming and geeky treasures! Make sure to come back Monday 11:30am EST to find out the details in this blogging challenge!
While I will not be blogging, I am planning on gaming and preparing other surprises for the month. I’m setting a schedule and I want to catch up on reading some blog posts as well. If you have a blog post that you would like for me to read, leave the link in the comments. Have a Happy New Year Plays, Novas and Superstars and cheers to a successful and fulfilling 2018 for all of us!
What are your current plans for the month and the year? Are you working on any projects? Let’s talk blogging!
Happy Wednesday Novas! I have finally received the last picture in my 4 picture challenge that I started with a friend a few months ago. It’s time to find out what happens to Kyrie and why all of the creepy things were happening at Bancroft Manor! Want to catch up? Check out Creative Writing Pt.1, Creative Writing Pt.2 : The Curse and Creatiev Writing Pt. 3: The Discovery now! Below is the picture for the remainder of the story.
Kyrie had uncovered the newspaper that was dated December 15th, 1915 sitting neatly on the dresser. The front page picture was of a women being murdered! She was found on a piano in Bancrof Manor and the killer was never caught. Police had questioned witnesses that seem to think the suspect vanished and disappeard out of thin air. There was a police sketch of the last person seen with the woman and the face was that of Kyrie! Kyrie tries to catch his breath and grabs the papper to read more about the story. Witnesses say that the women
Witnesses say that the women was Sara Granville and a well known apothecry for the town. When you couldn’t find a cure at the doctor’s office, you would call Sara for her herbal remedies. The children all thought that she was a witch and the suspect named Kyrie Dayton was a new teenager in town. acquaintances of Dayton say that they dared him to go to Bancroft Manor and talk with the witch. That was the last time they saw him.
Kyrie overhears footsteps while he is reading the story. “What is wrong with you, no one’s here.” hey says and continues reading. Next he hears the creak of the door opening. When Kyrie looks towards the door it shuts rapidly causing more dust to fly up in the air. Kyrie sneezes. “Ouch” he says as he rubs his head, it’s still hurting from when he collapsed earlier. The air chills and the light on the candle blows out. Kyrie can hear foosteps approaching again until the knock on the door turns him pale. The door blasts open and Kyrie sees the face of the old woman that he gave a sandwich to, the same face of teh woman who was dead on the piano and in this old Newspaper clipping. Yet, she was no longer human, she was a demon.
“Beware of strangers.” the snarling demon laughs. “You are the last time shifter left and you can’t escapeme this time.” she continues. All of Kyrie’s memories are returned. Yes, he did kill the old woman in 1915, he knew that she was praticing withcraft and planning to call demons up to the Earth. Kyrie found out because she poisoned him when he asked her for an herbal remedy to help his fever. Kyrie didn’t die, but he started exhibiting strange behaviors. He killed her and somehow ended up a century away.
“Are you going to kill me?” Kyrie asks. He feels himself losing control of his own thoughts.
The demon laughs. “Kill you? My dear, you’re already dead!” she responds.
Kyrie’s body is now immobile. He cannot move to get away from this hideous woman. Kyrie realizes why he is never afraid, why he welcomes death. He did die from the poison given to him all of those years ago. He died and came back with supernatural abilities. He realizes that he is now trapped with the demon and under her control.
She walks over to Kyrie and places a mark on the palm of his hand. Now you can never run away again. The little girl that warned him that he could never leave enters the room behind her and sits on the bed.
“What do you have to do with this, child?” he questions.
She giggles and points to the outside of the window.
“Kyrie, we have work to do!” she answers. The laughter intensifies.
There’s that eerie feeling again. Kyrie turns to look out of the window and what he sees scares him. Hundreds of demons falling from the sky and the light of the flames. shining off of the city. Kyrie tries to fight, he tries to scream but he cannot resist. He snarls with his eyes turning crimson red. He fights for the last of his humanity, but he no longer has it. Kyrie leaps out of the window, yelling “It’s time to Play!”
What did you think of the ending? Are you working on any creative wrting projects at the moment? Is this the outcome that you would expect? Let’s talk writing!
Listen, I’m not a villain but I do have quite an impressive history of mischief! Before you pass any judgement, “Just remember that we are going to come out of this deal stinking rich!” The memoir deal that is!
Have you seen all of the crap that’s being marketed as “New York Times Bestsellers?” Most of the books on that list are self help mambo jumbo that even I could write up! So I will!
I’m a simple Belcher. My family owns a restaurant and are always coming across trouble or precarious situations. Who would think that this amount of excitement would be available at a burger joint? I’m an entrepreneur, I try and get in on the ground floor of every get rich quick scheme and after reading the memoirs of 2 famous villains; The Joker and Sesshomaru, I know it’s my turn to shine!
Let’s start from the beginning. Tina was crying over the latest fight between our father and her crush’s father, Jimmy Pesto! Jimmy runs the Italian place directly across the street form us and he has been terrorizing my father for as long as I can remember. Our place may not be the fanciest, but the food outweighs Pesto’s by a ton. This time, he went too far and banned Jimmy Jr, Ollie and Andy from talking to use Belchers. Tina was devastated and I’d had enough. It’s time to protect the family.
I’ve devised a few plans to stick it to Jimmy one and for all.
Plan #1 – I feed my brother Gene buckets of chili and send him over into Jimmy Pesto’s restroom. Unknowingly, I’ve placed cherry bombs in Gene’s back pocket. He’s sure to drop a few in the toilet as he relieves himself and then KABOOM! Gene cause a minor explosion
while he is pooping and the smell causes everyone to evacuate the restaurant!
Nope, can’t do that Louise. Gene will be left behind and Jimmy will somehow blame dad.
Plan #2 – I get Andy and Ollie to let me into their father’s kitchen by telling them that we’re going to play a game of hide n seek. I volunteer to be “IT” and let the twins go off and hide away from the crime scene. Then I find Jimmy’s special marinara sauce and stir in a very special ingredient that Zeke secured for me. He beat up the science club and made them concoct a tasteless liquid that causes diarrhea. One taste of this stuff and the entire restaurant will be sick! Those who didn’t have the marinara will be sick watching others throw up and poop their pants. It’s full proof.
“Hey Louise, Rudy is here” – Tina interrupts bursting into my room.
“Hi Louise!” Rudy waves with his free arm.
“Ughhh I’m trying to make us millions here guys. What is it?” I answer slamming my pen on the desk.
“Well I wanted to show you my new Roach Farm.” Rudy says. He walks over to the desk and places a container down.
“I want to see, I want to see” Gene screams running into the room.
We all gather around as Rudy takes off the sheet covering his new friends. In aw we all marvel at the roaches walking around.
“Aw, Rudy they look sad.” Tina says
“Yea, can’t you let them loose so that they can breathe?” Gene agrees.
I smile am evil grin as the belcher children and Rudy continue to play with the roaches. Clasping my hands I let out a maniacal laugh. “This is perfect! Bwahahahaha, bwahahaha.”
Tina Joins in “Aha, aha hahaha” followed by Rudy “Hahahaha.”
“I want to feel included” Gene yells “ahahahahhaha.”
We’re sitting in the restaurant and Tina is telling us for the Gazillioneth time that she wants to run away if she can’t be with Jimmy Jr. Dad is trying to calm her down and mom is singing her a lullaby to ease her mind. Just then we hear screams from across the street. The family runs to window to see all of Jimmy Pesto’s customers running into the streets with little critters following them.
“Omg Lyn, do you see this?” Dad says.
“Let me see, let me see. Oh My Gosh, Bobby!” Mom replies.
“What’s going on dad?” Gene and Tina ask.
“It’s the best day of our lives kids. Jimmy Pesto’s has been infested with roaches and now everyone will know!” Dad yells.
It’s the first time I think I’ve ever seen my dad cry. Tears of joy roll down his face as the Health Department and the News crews pulled up in front of Jimmy’s. Everyone rushes outside to watch the descent of Father’s enemy, except me. I stand with my arms crossed and the smile of satisfaction on my face.
See, I’m not a villain, I am a simple daughter trying to save her family from ruin. I am Louise Belcher!
The heir to the kingdom of the great dog demon shouldn’t have to put up with a bastard brother in the middle of another scandal. Why must Inuyasha insist on getting involved with these human girls? You would think he would have more respect for our father.
“Yes, Lord Sesshomaru?”
“If I am to be the ruler of the Feudal Era and the world, I will need to start chronicling my ascent to power now. ”
“Of course my lord. Let me get a piece of paper.”
“Inutaishou was the greatest and most powerful demon in his time. My father, a pinnacle of excellence and power had 1 flaw; his weakness for humans.”
“Wait, am I supposed to be writing this?” Jakken says. Scrambling for his pen he begins to write what he can remember frantically.
“I, his eldest son and the true born heir to the throne will stop at nothing to take my place as ruler of this world. I will never be as careless as my father and love a human.”
“Stop it Rin!” Jakken screams. Rin is trying to draw on the paper that Jakken is using to write down his master’s words. Just then, Sesshomaru stops and stares at the little girl causing a ruckus.
“Lord Sesshomaru?” Jakken questions. But his words have stopped and the blank stare of kindness starts to seep in.
“Yes. The Tetsusaiga is the most powerful weapon and the birthright that I should inherit. Yet, my father decides to give me one last test and not grant it to me right away. I must show my dominance and take the sword from Inuyasha.”
“Oh I get it now, you’re going to explain how you have overcome the hardest test ever and prove that you are the greatest demon of all time, even surpassing your father, right?”
“Quiet Jakken and keep writing.”
“Inuyasha has once again shown why he cannot be a ruler. A great ruler would never let his opponents know his weaknesses. Everyone, even the idiot Naraku knew that Inuyasha would do anything for the human girl, Kagome. I didn’t have to do much to convince him to give up the only thing more powerful than I.
My brother and his band of misfit human companions were traveling through Mt Hakurei to avoid any demons lurking about. The purity of the mountain prevents demons from venturing too far, any weak demons that is. I was able to pass through with no problem. Unaware that I was in pursuit, that naive Inuyasha let his guard down and I was able to snatch his precious jewel; Kagome. As expected, there was little resistance once I threatened her life and he easily handed over the 1 thing that could challenge my power, the Tetsusaiga. My reign has officially begun and I have fulfilled the wishes of my father. Our legacy will persevere. ”
“All Hail Lord Sesshomaru!” Jakken yells as he jumps out of seat. I cut him a deadly glare and he stops, seemingly in the air.
“Silence, you fool! We do not gloat about our power. We show strength through domination and poise. You’d do well to learn that!”
Floating around the table that Jakken is writing on I stop and notice the Tetsusaiga displayed on the wall. My greatest accomplishment, no one can rival me now.
“What’s this?” A tug at my leg interrupts my thoughts.
“Lord Sesshomaru?” A little fairy like voice calls.
“I was wondering when you were going to give Inuyasha back his toy?”
What is she talking about? “What toy?” She points to the sword hanging on the wall.
“That is no toy. That is the my brother’s downfall.” I snap. Rin lowers her head and starts twiddling her thumbs. I know this behavior, she wants something.
“What is it?” I ask.
” I was just wondering if you could give it back to him. He needs it more than you because he’s nowhere near as powerful as you are, even WITH his toy.”
“Silence girl. He knows this! The sword is not a toy it is a trophy of his greatest achievement!” Jakken yells. “Lord, I don’t know why you keep this wretched girl around.”
“I don’t know why I keep you around Jakken!”
“Wh-What? Sire I’m sorry I just think…”
“You don’t think Jakken! If you did, you would have picked up on what Rin has brought to my attention. I don’t NEED the Tetsusaiga. if anything, taken it has made me seem afraid of fearful of Inuyasha. You have made me look like a fool, Jakken.” I pat Rin on the top head. “Good job.”
Throwing the Tesusaiga to Jakken I call Rin to my side. “Let’s go have dinner… Jakken, make sure that sword returns to my brother.” Jakken stops n his tracks. “Then you can have dinner.”
I walk out of the room with Rin who has managed to grab my hand as we walk. What good is a King, without his heir and Princess to take over after he is done.”
The glass seemed fuller when I ordered my drink. Oh well, it wouldn’t be the first time that I was slighted. Look at me, I was on top of the world a week ago, money in my pocket, love in the air (literally, I blew up 2 lovebirds) and not a doubt in my mind that I would be crowned the best Matchmaker in the land. Alas, the life of a villain isn’t all glitz and glam, we villains have it tougher than the rest. This memoir is to all aspiring villains out there, it’s a message to not give up when the world is against you and it’s a call to arms to once and for all carve your place in history and TAKE BACK WHAT’S YOURS!
I received a call about finding a match for a poor, useless soul in a competition. Harley was away on some kind of wellness retreat, go figure, so I had some free time ahead and thought, why not? What better way could I find to spend my time than to help someone ruin their life forever, oh and I had a brand new suit that I was dyingggg to wear!
During my intial research, which consisted of looking at a picture and performing a quick Google search, hey I’m a busy clown, I found out that this Malboro fellow was stacked! He’d made so much money off of the Final Fantasy Franchise that it was ridiculous, and he is a villain! A man or plant after my own heart. So I thought, why not use his fortunes to better the world for other villains, I was a philantrophist, a villain’s rights activist, a pillar of the community for crime and self gain. It was my responsibility to bring him into the fold.
Poison Ivy was the best option. She loves little green men, am I right? She agreed to marry him so that we can have access to his money, but she refused to dispose of him so that we can get filthy rich! All I did was make a litle call to my notary and had him adjust the marriage certificate that both Ivy and Malboro were to sign before the wedding. I added in a little clause of life insurance saying that should something happen to both the bride and the groom, that the sole beneficiary of all of their property would be… well ME!
As the two lovebirds said their vows and engage in a life of marriage, I remembered how marriage can put stress on a relationship. I remembered how my parents were after a few years, after the novelty of love wore off. I didn’t want my dear friend Ivy or new comrade in vile villainy to go through the hardships of a relationship crumbling. I wanted them to be happy, with smiles on their faces for the rest of their lives… So I blew them up! Not out of greed or the convenient life insurance policy that I was about to cash in, but for the love. For endless love! They died together on the happiest day of their lives, wth smiles from ear to ear. Read their love story by clicking here!
But no one understood. I was being called a selfish heathen. Even the millions of dollars that I inherited didn’t make me feel better. But, I was able to buy some new gadgets! There’s only one thing that makes me feel better… total chaos!
“Pour me another round barkeep! Hello?” Grabbing for the bottle of Jack left on the counter. “It’s hard to find quality service these days.” I gulp down afew swigs straight from the bottle. Sirens are screeching outside, the loud crash of chaos turns my frown into the devious smile that i’ve missed these past hours. “They’re here!” I wipe my mouth and pour the rest of the drink on the bar, passing the unconscious bartendar.
Reaching into my pocket I bring out the small, lighter, with the features of it’s master. I slide my thumb over the pertruding white nose of the clown in disgust and flick open the top of the clown’s head. “Hmm I’ve got to talk to the patent office, this doesn’t look that much like me.” Fire!
“It’s showtime!” I light the end of my cigar that I have taken off of the bartender. “Can’t let this go to waste.” 3 Puffs and the clown lighter goes flying through the air as I walk onto the streets of rage where my minions have gathered. I rally my protege’s in the most invigorating speech since brave heart! “We will take back what’s ours! We Will rule as the princes of the world. Today, is the day of the Clown and this time, we’re not joking around!” Another rush of tears, this is the 2nd happiest day of my life! Now the real games can begin!
Thank you for reading the first installment of Memoirs of a Villain. This series of fun posts will serve as a Memoir or Journal entry from some of my favorite villains. A few months ago I purchased a cool Journal that had the Joker on it and the first few pages of the journal had a journal entry form the Joker in it. I thought this was really cool and I came up with the idea to do journal entries from famous villains for the blog. I started with my favorite the Joker and used the friendly Blogger Blitz competition as his motive. Tune in next week to see who’s taking their turn!
Happy Saturday Novas! I hope your weekend is starting out well! A few weeks ago I was approached by a fellow blogger regarding writing a collaboration post together. We decided to write a flash fiction about Love. Shoutout to Gauri at A Sea Full of Dreamcatchers! Make sure to take a look at her blog for other great pieces of emotional writing! The lines are separated in red for Gauri and Purple for me, we hope that you enjoy it!
Love so pure it put diamonds to shame. Love so fatal it destroyed grenades. Love so fragile it tip toed over a strand of hair. She always knew that her feelings could kill, little did she know it could revive. Opposites attract they say, what about people who are identical? Is their love doomed from the start, or is it theirs that stand out, unique from the others.
Fear that’s so strong, he cannot breathe,
Fear that paralyzes enough to make you scream.
Why is it her love, that renders him still?
Why can’t he commit and follow his own will?
Opposites attract they say, but she is his equal in every way. Her breath is warm enough to melt his cold heart, she holds all the power to force him to start.
Little did he know, he would be her knight in shining armor, little did he know of what he can do. One simple stare was enough for her wall to come crashing, the wall she for so long built, brick by brick. They both were like ice, but had each other burning, they’re lives were so different, yet in a way the same.
She whispered in Subtlety, giving life a name,
No longer did she need to pride and claim,
Her purpose was clear, she was meant for him
His burdens were hers and Love was them,
He grabs her hand when he can finally move,
Sparking a flame that can’t be extinguished or removed.
The flame continues burning, sending sparks to the sky, the ice within them is melting, the froth within them dies. Wick by wick, the fire lights every candle around, piece by piece they’re hearts are found .
She wakes before him and stares out the glass,
Wondering how long, can this feeling truly last,
He wakes soon behind her, seeing the bliss on her face
He vows to her that never more, will her tears go to waste.
I’ll protect you forever and guard you from harm,
You’re the Princess who’d save me, I’m the Knight heavily armed.
They both were warriors, holding onto dear life, they both needed saviors, which they found in each other. Their hands locked each other’s, signaling their forever, their heads touched each other, refusing to let the other fall
Will their love last? Only time will tell, let their fires keep burning, until then!
Thank you for checking out today’s post! If you would like to collorate on a post as well, let me know! Have a great Saturday!
Inhaling the fumes,
Till their lungs collapse,
They didn’t assume,
That I’d have the last laugh!
I am the Joker, if you couldn’t see,
My lust for Tear Gas and TNT!
Inhaling the fumes,
Till their lungs collapse,
They didn’t assume,
That I’d have the last laugh!