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A Spark in Chains: 1A Transformers Prime Fan fiction by :iconBaconette:
For those that read my previous series; Deception ( http://baconette.deviantart.com/art/Deception-Part-1-266479593 ) and Going Under ( http://baconette.deviantart.com/art/TFP-Going-Under-Part-1-294146142 ), this is a reboot of the story. I had far too many mistakes and things bothering me so I decided just to scrap the current storyline and begin anew. And I wanted to include Chainbreak in the Second and Third season stuff, which I couldn't do without a reboot. I didn't even manage to properly include her in any 1st season stuff...except for the dark energon shiz.
We will see where this goes. I'm trying to stay true to her character but I'm learning I have issues writing when I don't have complete freedom as I go.
This starts off with Chains coming in during the "Deus Ex Machima" Episode.
Mind over Madness: 1Mind over Madness
Introvert girl (17 years) Sees all characters she interacts with (teachers, fellow classmates, parents, and siblings) as monsters or evil creatures but respects them quietly not wanting to make them angry. Sees animals like people. Her mind even makes the people look like monsters.
Her whole world changes when she meets and strange kind boy her age. He offers to help her up when she had been tripped by a mean girl. She stares at him because he looks normal and not like a monster.
This is just a very strange short story that popped into my head a few weeks ago. Just now had the time to write it down. Here's the first section. I'll be adding more soon enough.
Kira trudged through the thick snow, her soft boots keeping her feet warm. She saved for months to be able to afford the fur covered knee high boots that she wore every day.The thick soles had no problem with the ice, or defending their wearer fro
BEHIND THE SCREEN: Skyrimokay, THE ELDER SCROLLS V: SKRYIM
full name wouldn't fit in the Title.
Okay, granted I have finally gotten the 100+ hours achievement in Skyrim, I'm still finding things out about the game that I like. And some things i don't but still its awesome. ITs a soul sucking game that I love and hate at the same time. I would love to cosplay the Nightengale armour (as Karliah) or even one of the Companions or Houecarls, but i digress, THIS IS A REVIEW HERE...right?...RIGHT!
Open world single player quest game. I own it for the PC on Steam. It has many Nordic culture/ Medieval themes. I personally enjoy the open world games better if they do it well, and Skyrim does it really well.
Dragonborn (that's the player) saves the world. No I'm kidding. You can't REALLL
BEHIND THE SCREEN:Hansel and Gretel: Witch HuntersHonestly right off the back I didn't have very high expectations but it seemed like a cool goth/medieval flick and I enjoy these kinds of films.
And it came through with a totally unexpected and surprisingly detailed storyline.
The characters were cast perfectly. The actor who played Hansel also played as Hawkeye in the Avengers. He did very well, portraying the emotions and details of the character. Gretel was cast excellent as well, but I can't recall any off the top of my head that she was in.
My absolutely favorite part of the movie WAS THE WEAPONS!!
OMIGOSH STEAMPUNK WEAPONS!!! completely out of time period...but they were SOOOOOO cool!! and Gretel's crossbow.... *drools*
Sometimes films like this make me think i was born in the wrong century. I'd have so much fun in that era.
I love the brother-sister interactions and chemistry between them. The writers got the super close relationship without adding some weird sexual element. And Gretel was such a hard-ass, which makes me happy.
By Jessica Bruce
Temperatures plummet, but we blaze on
Our live summit, can’t stay away for long
Your arms belong around me, keeping me warm
I feel at home, sheltered from the storm
Dark was my heart, surrounded my ice,
Until you broke through, and brightened my life
A light filled with such intensity and strength
Taking my faults and healing the breaks
Thinking, thinking, I always try
When our lips meet, my thoughts fly
Your hands, your love, are on my mind
Always wishing I could stop time
Broken was my heart, shattered like glass
Shards painful to touch, haunted by the past
Gathering the shards, my darling fixed the mess
Reminding me of how love works best
Healing my heart, soothing my fears
Removing the scars of all those lonely years
My heart is yours forevermore
Head over heels I’ve fallen for
My Darling, my love, my one and only
I’ll always be here, to keep away the lonely
Warm my heart, feed my inner fire
Red on my face, fed by sweet desire
BEHIND THE SCREEN: Rise of the GuardiansOkay first off. This is a definite MUST SEE!!!! Three Thumbs up, six stars and what not. ITS EPIC. (speaking of which i was there and i know i want to see this movie called "Epic" that is coming out this spring.....oh and Iron Man 3)
I even plan on seeing it again soon (most likely with my boyfriend; he's so sweet)
But alas....review time
So Jack Frost is awesome, and embodies every lost teenager that has ever been, including the fun-loving part. North (Santa) is a sword wielding Russian that brings joy to little children. The tooth fairy is awesome with her collecting of teeth, (trying not to give to many spoilers). The Sandman (he doesn't speak) or Sandy as the Guardians call him is hilarious and funny, and yes he gives dreams to children. The Easter bunny is a huge Australian.....i want to say kangaroo, but its like a cross between a bunny and a Kangaroo, oh and he has boomerangs.
I do believe at one point during the movie North shouts "Bunny, Energize!!" and i definitely want to re
What if GodWhat if God…
…cares about what you care about?
…was proud of your every achievement?
…actually wanted to thank you?
…is excited for you?
…believes in you?
...keeps His end of the deal even when you don’t?
…sympathizes with you?
…is on your side every time, whether you’re right or wrong?
…encourages your crazy goals that others say are stupid?
…is your biggest fan?
…is still rooting for you?
…won’t forget you, even long after you die?
…understands you better than your own parents?
…loves you more than your own partner does?
…loves you more than you love yourself?
What if God was everything we are looking for in other people, and ten times that?
Would we approach Him then?
Prayer to Wodenwisdom, guile and ecstasy
these things I pray You give to me
poet’s share – sweet Mead from Heaven
another drink of inspiration
Runes are cut from ancient trees
sigils, signs now come with ease
flowing blood and gushing soul
we move along in Frija’s web
the God will teach
as the Goddess shapes us
a union born of polarity
blessed hearthfire’s duality
Wōden, Wotan; Father God
I seek craft and witching words
teach me gifts of sweet seduction
and so catharsis of noble Will
Lord of Gallows, wandering bard
countless dead and so reborn
bring me now to wit’s sweet end
and teach me how to walk again
ending, ending, never-ending
it has no start to take away
born in Aegis, shaped by Aeons
given wit by Odin’s brethren
oh my soul, my life, my mind
I pledge them all to wisdom’s God
to seek and eke, to strive and conquer
and so to rise above the mindful now
I will seek the Overman
the promise of sweet Wisdom throned
a life beyond the bold horizon
Connecting StarsThere are arbitrary lines between the stars
In triangles and rectangles
But everything’s circular
Cyclical, rotating, transforming into
and out of shape.
I am connected to the cycles
I am circular in my essence
Transforming in cycles
The stars cannot be observed without me,
I am stars and the lines in between.
Holy TrinityThe solidness of beginning
An eternity of summers
A sweet delicious immortality
A sparkling rivulet entering a meadow brook
Life giving rushing river to oceans of jumping fish and cresting giants
Flashing wet in the sun
Sunlight warm on us all
The molecules of time drifting apart
Gently seeing through those things that were solid
Spaces big enough to walk through
Ending in mist, asking: Why?
An Embrace in the DarkAn Embrace in the Dark
Your reasoning is true, you logic right
My flaw is forgiven by ethereal light
Make our scarlet sins bleed anew
Make them crystal as morning dew
And though I sin, I still understand
That all I want is to be part of your plan
Blood so crimson, akin to twilit sky
At last I am free, on angel’s wings I fly
here one minute...this seems now
to be what's true:
do not dread death
toward end of life
because there is
no There anywhere
you'll not Be dead
you'll just be gone
an absent one
no longer here
the mortal throng
to Be no more
where you've not bought
nor caught the fear
from those who claim
to know one thing...
or too much other
you surely see
you cannot mourn
your selfish self
nor must you run
behind your loved one
to your lord
just let them go
and whisper "Yes"
prepare to miss
as you should
the one whom
has now come up missing
there'll be a day
when you'll be gone
though you won't know
so - mute the souls
who go before
[more truly need]
but likely sense
there's no beyond...
beyond death's door
one shall not see
one shall not hear
nor feel the calm
nor wonder "Why?"
at all... anymore
llp - dA - aug2014
ReconstructionRibcage turns to lead and thick and iron,
a bastardised alloy
that grips your lungs like a vice
and patterns welts on to your heart
if it starts to flutter.
Skull turns to flint and gasoline and matchstick,
a raging fire against your brain,
that makes you sweat electricity
and blow smoke from between your teeth,
and your eyes roll back to watch the light show.
Stomach turns to cement and grit and earth,
churning and setting,
half-formed rock scraping your insides
and carrying you with the slow
rise and fall and rise and fall and rise and fall.
Body tightens and shudders and curls in on itself,
literally breaking your heart,
setting fire to your insides,
churning your stomach just for the rush.
Crescendo blazes in tumultuous turmoil,
rhythm crawling inside of you,
volume increasing, increasing, increasing,
you drop with a scream
and all is quiet and nothing hurts.
EnlightenmentWaking from your dreams
You see life as a gleam of light
Not knowing which way it will reflect
from the mirrors of reality
You struggle with your faith
Your soul has been torn
As you get up, disbelieving in fate and trudging on
You feel a guiding force that mends your soul
and takes you to a world of bliss
Where dreams are anything but dreams
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