Mah Story! Imma Call It Card House

Mah Story! Imma call it Card House

It’s set in a weird mix of medieval, modern, and whenever Al Capone was around. There’s four main suits, or noble houses: the Clubs, who are kinda like the gangster-mafia bois; the Spades, who are like medieval with two shots of modern thrown in; the Diamonds, who are basically stuck in the 90s; and the Hearts, who are the artistic peoples. Each suit has a royal family made up of the King and the Queen. The King and Queen’s child is the Ace, and whoever they marry (or are arranged to marry, that’s important) is the Jack. Once the King and Queen are unable to carry out their roles, the Ace and Jack take over and become the King and Queen. The Jack of Clubs is Jay, the non-binary bartender of Clubs’ Tavern. They’re very flamboyant and extroverted. The Ace is Alex, the quiet server and singer of Clubs’ Tavern. She is pretty quiet when she talks, and is not afraid to deal with any drunks. She look like the least threatening thing there, but she is quite strong. Moving to the Diamonds. The Ace of Diamonds is Aiden. He’s chill, and prefers to relax over anything else. The Jack is Juniper. She’s pretty quiet, and tends to just sit there reading. Now for the Diamonds. The Ace is Ava. She is incredibly homosexual, but the Jack is a guy. He’s not gonna play a big role in the story so we’ll skip him. The Spades are where shit gets real. The Ace is named, well, Ace. He’s the first male Ace in 100 years, and the King and Queen would not budge about who his Jack was. However, his Jack was a lady. He met a boi named James and the two fell in love. Unfortunately, the King and Queen told him that they would never change his Jack. So Ace ran away on his 16th birthday, and he and James have been on the run since. The two will occasionally spend a while in Clubs’ Tavern, where they will be the entertainment after it closes and the people there are people they trust. Ace can play one hell of a guitar solo, James has a singing voice to rival Freddie Mercury, Jay can play the piano like their life depended on it, and Alex plays the drums. I literally added that part so I could have a scene in the story where James and Ace do a love song. So yee! More artwork and story to come!

I had an idea for a story, here’s the rough draft

The angel fell. She stared up at Heaven and wept. She wept, and saw her tears streaming out above her. She reached out a hand toward the sky, but there was nothing she could do. All the angel could do was stare and weep. She felt something then. She felt the feathers being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her halo shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She whispered something. She whispered “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that I have been cast out of Heaven?” The angel felt her wings begin to change and become leathery. She said no. She felt horns begin to push out from her skull and she said no. The angel felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her halo. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings break, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The angel’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt the feathers grow back, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The angel felt the pieces of her halo pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled. The demon rose. She stared down at Hell and raged. She raged, and saw her tears streaming down into the abyss. She scrabbled for something to pull her toward the depths, but there was nothing she could do. All the demon could do was stare and rage. She felt something then. She felt the skin being stripped from her wings. But she did not cry out. She felt her horns shatter into a hundred thousand pieces she felt those pieces sting her eyes and her back and her legs and her everything. But still, she did not cry out. She screamed something. She screamed “Why? What have I done that is so wrong that not even Hell itself will have me?” The demon felt her wings begin to tear from her back. She said no. She felt her red eyes begin to fade into blindness and she said no. The demon felt something fade away from the hundred thousand pieces of her horns. It was replaced with something new and gray. She felt her wings snap at the joints, and she did cry out, for she did not know what it meant. The demon’s wings healed into something new and gray. She felt feathers grow, new and gray, just like the rest of her. The demon felt the pieces of her horns pull themselves out of wherever they were and form anew. She no longer wept, for she had changed. She was stronger now. She smiled.

I decided to write a poem to vent

I don’t know why/ but for some reason, I/ just started feeling like I want to cry./ I know/ that others say I show/ talent, and I can kinda see it/ just a little bit/ but I can’t seem to show it/ when it matters to me./ Those that I want to see/ my stuff, I can never get confident/ in my supposed talent to/ show them what I made,/ that I worked on for days and days./ I always find something wrong/ or I take way too long!/ I can never show/ what I know/ is at least made with love./ I just don’t know what I’m doing wrong./ I don’t want this to be seen/ to make me/ have an inflated sense of self-esteem,/ I just want some feedback and critique./ I want to make people happy/ but I can’t.

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sinylene-blog

5 years ago

i have 5 phases: memes, stories, d&d phase (halfway in between the first two), serious life stuff, and sadness. guess which one is today

Mah Story! Imma Call It Card House