Post by Jordan "Bullet Proof" Glass on Jul 3, 2007 23:43:27 GMT -5
This is a
|. Plummeting Shards Creation .|
You may expect anything or nothing.
Think what you may,
but you're about to witness greatness.
---
This abuses,
Still confuses,
What I say and what is real.
All of my lies,
All your compromise.
It takes time for ..
Us to heal.
So afraid.
Wasting life.
So unfair.
I'll say it back.
I feel reality is forcing me.
I meant to say,
The anthropomorphical meanging's not the same.
All of my dreams,
Simple as it seems,
Held in your out-stretched hands again.
Where are my tears?
Found in my fears.
Everyday where does ..
It begin?
Wondering.
It's to late.
It's my mistake.
I'll say it back.
I feel reality is forcing me.
I meant to say,
The anthropomorphical meanging's not the same.
I want you to know,
When your still here.
It's not my fault,
Your power comes from fear.
When is my time?
My heads filled with doubt.
When is your time?
My fears pushed you out.
I'll say it back.
I feel reality is forcing me.
I meant to say,
The anthropomorphical meanging's not the same.
I'll take it back.
I'm coming up for air just let me breath.
I feel some way,
The anthropomorphical meaning's inside me.
'Anthropomorphical - Obsessive Compulsion'
---
He's done it. He's beaten the boss. He crossed the boss and won. Not only did he accomplish what many men wouldn't dare do, he did it on the same night that he formed an alliance with one of the bosses most hated employees .. well, ex-employee.
David Calaz was now a free-lance wrestler, wrestling for whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Anything he said, went. There was one thing that man couldn't do though .. and that was tell Jordan what to do.
That was why this was a partnership, not an alliance. In an alliance, there is always one shot-caller. Well not here. Both of these men would decide unanimously on everything, or nothing would happen. That was just the way it went ..
.. or was it?
---
He sat in 'the' room, the dark room. The shades were pulled, but the rays of sunlight still ravaged their way through. They shone upon the inhabitants of this room, the many items of value, sentimental or monetary. The many vases, paintings and sculptures that lined the walls of this room cost hundreds of thousands, maybe millions, of dollars.
But there was one thing in that room that meant more to him than any other object .. and that was her.
As she sat, her head tilted back, eyes closed, on that black leather sofa, his eyes ran over every inch of her body like long slender fingers, slowly taking in every detail of her sensual curves.
Her tanned skin intruded on the stare of him from under her white t-shirt, which was all she was wearing. Her long legs protruded, making him ever the more tempted to touch her. Her blonde hair flowed onto her shoulders and down her back.
It was a Tuesday morning, they had just woken up, hence only the t-shirt. He sat there, in his long, deep red silk robe. A smiled was plastered onto his smooth lips as he gazed at the beauty that he called his .. she, Alyssa Andrews, was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Jordan Glass turned his head, looking toward the window where the sun ran in like a running stream. Those glowing blue orbs that were his eyes followed that stream of light back to Alyssa and her artistry that was her form.
Then .. her blue eyes opened. Those gaping pools of depth opened up into the world, searching for that gaze which had been digging into her. Then, she saw him and his allure. She could feel him, his passion .. his deep desire for her from where she sat.
He watched her, and then .. she smiled. Those diamond's set in her jaw glistened in the sun rays, spreading joy into his life. He smiled as well, the pearls within his mouth, reflecting the same sheen that shone from hers.
As their eyes locked in a lock of passion and love .. she thought a question, that she then decided to voice. Those words traveled from her mind, to her tongue .. and then, past her lips.
Alyssa ~ Why do you love me?
.. she inquired. Her question took Jordan off guard. He was not expecting a word, not even a creek in the wood beneath him. He thought for a moment, contemplating his answer carefully.
Jordan ~ You see ..
.. his deep voice rang throughout that room, but not going further. Their conversation was locked within the confines of 'the' room, this room.
Jordan ~ .. it's not a question of why I love you ..
He blinked twice, but his gaze never left those deep pools of wonder in her skull.
Jordan ~ .. but how.
Alyssa looked dumbfounded, obviously taking Jordan's comment the wrong way. He smiled, laughing. He looks down toward his bare feet.
Jordan ~ No, no. I didn't mean it like that ..
Alyssa frowned, scrunching up her nose.
Alyssa ~ How did you mean it then?
Jordan smiles, looking back up to reconnect his stare with Alyssa.
Jordan ~ How I love you ..
Jordan's smile widens.
Jordan ~ .. there are no words to describe the feeling I get when I'm around you, Alyssa.
A small smile can begins to appear on her face.
Jordan ~ The sun aids the flowers to live, as you aid me.
Jordan licks his soft lips, moistening them slightly.
Jordan ~ Without you, my life would fall .. I would fail in everything I do.
Her smile begins to widen, the oceans that are her eyes sparkle.
Jordan ~ Alyssa .. you are my life, my love, my purpose. My anything and everything ..
A tear rolls down her cheek as her smile is now at full capacity. He now smiles as well, standing up and taking two steps over to the sofa. He then sits down beside her and puts his arm around her. He looks into her eyes, their blue eyes connecting once more ..
Jordan ~ .. my only thing. I love you Alyssa.
She smiles, throwing her arms around the man that she adores with all her soul.
Alyssa ~ I love you too Jordan, I always will.
Suddenly .. the camera dies. Your screen is filled with static, white noise taking over the room. Then ..
.. there are his eyes .. those grey, demonic eyes. They pierce you like double edged swords as he speaks.
Jordan ~ Sah'ta Thor .. I am warning you. I have taken down the best of them .. and now with David Calaz by my side, we are unstoppable.
Serafin .. do you know the origin of this word? It comes from the Czech word, seraphim, which means 'a higher rank of angels.' Do you see now? Do you know where all the talk of 'the greater angels' came from now?
WE .. are the greater angels, the angels from hell .. the injected poison, the deadly disease .. whatever you want to call us. We will end you .. we will end you all.
The camera moves out to reveal his full face. Over his shoulder, you can see a dark, masculine figure .. you can guess who it is.
Jordan ~ Thor .. you're next.
Remember .. needles prick, knives cut .. but glass scars. I will scar you, Thor .. just as we will scar the XVI in the coming days.
A smirk spreads sickly over his face.
Jordan ~ Are you ready?
.. and all is black.
---
Burnt out,
dead now,
it all ended today.
All gone,
last song,
kill them, you may.
Forsworn,
bloody thorn,
the rose burns deep.
Over head,
you bled,
the blood will seep.
Quizzically,
you will see,
number thirteen kills.
Sinister,
your flesh burns,
we stand above you still.
[Fin]
|. Plummeting Shards Creation .|
You may expect anything or nothing.
Think what you may,
but you're about to witness greatness.
---
This abuses,
Still confuses,
What I say and what is real.
All of my lies,
All your compromise.
It takes time for ..
Us to heal.
So afraid.
Wasting life.
So unfair.
I'll say it back.
I feel reality is forcing me.
I meant to say,
The anthropomorphical meanging's not the same.
All of my dreams,
Simple as it seems,
Held in your out-stretched hands again.
Where are my tears?
Found in my fears.
Everyday where does ..
It begin?
Wondering.
It's to late.
It's my mistake.
I'll say it back.
I feel reality is forcing me.
I meant to say,
The anthropomorphical meanging's not the same.
I want you to know,
When your still here.
It's not my fault,
Your power comes from fear.
When is my time?
My heads filled with doubt.
When is your time?
My fears pushed you out.
I'll say it back.
I feel reality is forcing me.
I meant to say,
The anthropomorphical meanging's not the same.
I'll take it back.
I'm coming up for air just let me breath.
I feel some way,
The anthropomorphical meaning's inside me.
'Anthropomorphical - Obsessive Compulsion'
---
He's done it. He's beaten the boss. He crossed the boss and won. Not only did he accomplish what many men wouldn't dare do, he did it on the same night that he formed an alliance with one of the bosses most hated employees .. well, ex-employee.
David Calaz was now a free-lance wrestler, wrestling for whoever he wanted, whenever he wanted. Anything he said, went. There was one thing that man couldn't do though .. and that was tell Jordan what to do.
That was why this was a partnership, not an alliance. In an alliance, there is always one shot-caller. Well not here. Both of these men would decide unanimously on everything, or nothing would happen. That was just the way it went ..
.. or was it?
---
He sat in 'the' room, the dark room. The shades were pulled, but the rays of sunlight still ravaged their way through. They shone upon the inhabitants of this room, the many items of value, sentimental or monetary. The many vases, paintings and sculptures that lined the walls of this room cost hundreds of thousands, maybe millions, of dollars.
But there was one thing in that room that meant more to him than any other object .. and that was her.
As she sat, her head tilted back, eyes closed, on that black leather sofa, his eyes ran over every inch of her body like long slender fingers, slowly taking in every detail of her sensual curves.
Her tanned skin intruded on the stare of him from under her white t-shirt, which was all she was wearing. Her long legs protruded, making him ever the more tempted to touch her. Her blonde hair flowed onto her shoulders and down her back.
It was a Tuesday morning, they had just woken up, hence only the t-shirt. He sat there, in his long, deep red silk robe. A smiled was plastered onto his smooth lips as he gazed at the beauty that he called his .. she, Alyssa Andrews, was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
Jordan Glass turned his head, looking toward the window where the sun ran in like a running stream. Those glowing blue orbs that were his eyes followed that stream of light back to Alyssa and her artistry that was her form.
Then .. her blue eyes opened. Those gaping pools of depth opened up into the world, searching for that gaze which had been digging into her. Then, she saw him and his allure. She could feel him, his passion .. his deep desire for her from where she sat.
He watched her, and then .. she smiled. Those diamond's set in her jaw glistened in the sun rays, spreading joy into his life. He smiled as well, the pearls within his mouth, reflecting the same sheen that shone from hers.
As their eyes locked in a lock of passion and love .. she thought a question, that she then decided to voice. Those words traveled from her mind, to her tongue .. and then, past her lips.
Alyssa ~ Why do you love me?
.. she inquired. Her question took Jordan off guard. He was not expecting a word, not even a creek in the wood beneath him. He thought for a moment, contemplating his answer carefully.
Jordan ~ You see ..
.. his deep voice rang throughout that room, but not going further. Their conversation was locked within the confines of 'the' room, this room.
Jordan ~ .. it's not a question of why I love you ..
He blinked twice, but his gaze never left those deep pools of wonder in her skull.
Jordan ~ .. but how.
Alyssa looked dumbfounded, obviously taking Jordan's comment the wrong way. He smiled, laughing. He looks down toward his bare feet.
Jordan ~ No, no. I didn't mean it like that ..
Alyssa frowned, scrunching up her nose.
Alyssa ~ How did you mean it then?
Jordan smiles, looking back up to reconnect his stare with Alyssa.
Jordan ~ How I love you ..
Jordan's smile widens.
Jordan ~ .. there are no words to describe the feeling I get when I'm around you, Alyssa.
A small smile can begins to appear on her face.
Jordan ~ The sun aids the flowers to live, as you aid me.
Jordan licks his soft lips, moistening them slightly.
Jordan ~ Without you, my life would fall .. I would fail in everything I do.
Her smile begins to widen, the oceans that are her eyes sparkle.
Jordan ~ Alyssa .. you are my life, my love, my purpose. My anything and everything ..
A tear rolls down her cheek as her smile is now at full capacity. He now smiles as well, standing up and taking two steps over to the sofa. He then sits down beside her and puts his arm around her. He looks into her eyes, their blue eyes connecting once more ..
Jordan ~ .. my only thing. I love you Alyssa.
She smiles, throwing her arms around the man that she adores with all her soul.
Alyssa ~ I love you too Jordan, I always will.
Suddenly .. the camera dies. Your screen is filled with static, white noise taking over the room. Then ..
.. there are his eyes .. those grey, demonic eyes. They pierce you like double edged swords as he speaks.
Jordan ~ Sah'ta Thor .. I am warning you. I have taken down the best of them .. and now with David Calaz by my side, we are unstoppable.
Serafin .. do you know the origin of this word? It comes from the Czech word, seraphim, which means 'a higher rank of angels.' Do you see now? Do you know where all the talk of 'the greater angels' came from now?
WE .. are the greater angels, the angels from hell .. the injected poison, the deadly disease .. whatever you want to call us. We will end you .. we will end you all.
The camera moves out to reveal his full face. Over his shoulder, you can see a dark, masculine figure .. you can guess who it is.
Jordan ~ Thor .. you're next.
Remember .. needles prick, knives cut .. but glass scars. I will scar you, Thor .. just as we will scar the XVI in the coming days.
A smirk spreads sickly over his face.
Jordan ~ Are you ready?
.. and all is black.
---
Burnt out,
dead now,
it all ended today.
All gone,
last song,
kill them, you may.
Forsworn,
bloody thorn,
the rose burns deep.
Over head,
you bled,
the blood will seep.
Quizzically,
you will see,
number thirteen kills.
Sinister,
your flesh burns,
we stand above you still.
[Fin]
