Because furthering my education is fun.
Trying to instruct my fictional soldiers in the ways of acquiring battlefield intel. Or in more honest and less cool sounding terms programming a...
Three-Finger Johnny, on the third day of July, jonesing for the ultimate in pyrotechnic highs. He tied a brick of Johnny Rebs onto a model plane and then he doused the whole shebang in 93 octane. It flew straight up, and straight back down, but nobody was maimed... except for Johnny.
He's kicking the wicked elixer.
http://i.imgur.com/3Olkv.jpg Thinking of cleaning and coloring later or possibly an animation as I've been doing with everything recently. But this is what it is or something. EDIT: Just gonna keep this all in once post. God of Death: original http://i.imgur.com/6jt2r.png color test http://i.minus.com/iEI9AtcB71oAg.png Creation God: color test http://i.minus.com/iZaL2qZF4MaaD.png It's a design sketch and a color test, trying to start from scratch on the tablet more often now. Still kind of better at paper an pencil, but I'm learning in an ideal world. CnC as you see necessary.
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Six-Finger Johnny, on the second of July, and his need for large explosions still had not run dry. So he went walking down Main Street with two M-80s he had found, and set them off in the gazebo at the center of the town, and when the fuse began to sputter, no one stood around. Except for Johnny.
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This will never be funny.
Follow the rules. You'll get us all in trouble. >/
Don't talk about rep. You'll get us all in trouble. >/
Ten-Finger Johnny, on the first day of July, he loved the season’s grand displays of fireworks in the sky. And so he drove across the state line to the fireworks stand; he came back with a string firecrackers in his hand. He struck a match, and lit them up, and everybody ran... Except for Johnny.
So I noticed this was still open.
Okay, that's reasonable enough. I should have expected you meant something a little more reasonable and moderate.
That's the difference between practiced communism and ideal communism. Most people refer to the Chinese and Russian practiced communism which was a form of fascism that used communist propaganda to fool people into putting dictators into power.
Understandable. I mean, you're right, but I wish so very hard that you weren't and that all people had a certain level of restraint and self consciousness. Still, it's not like I have to keep wishing that until doomsday. There must be some way of changing the status quo, of making things better for all involved. Maybe there does need to be a balance there, but it won't change that not everyone is your ideal person with that balance and it would only create a certain amount of, in my opinion, unwelcome homogeneity if everyone had it. In some ways I like dealing with people who are overconfident and annoying but simultaneously I do dislike them as people and find their manner boorish. It's hard to explain properly with my limited faculties. Here I will straight up disagree. Be too careful leads you to stagnate and never do anything. I've been careful all my life and I'll have nothing to remember in the future because I have never done anything because it had an unacceptable chance of ending unpleasantly. Not caring can lead to its own problems but we learn from mistakes more readily than empty wishes and regrets. Sorry, for projecting and making this entire argument based on my personal feelings and experience.
The numbers count the syllables in a given line and the parenthetical statements are random thoughts I had while reading. No rhyming and inconsistent meter. You need one or both. If you're not going to at least have a rhythm it's not a poem but a random collection of words. I feel like something you could do here is run with the way it's already structured but unify it. You could have the stormy parts be defined by many quick syllables like the first stanza and perhaps have it eb and flow depending on how stormy you want the feel like you have it kind of taper off over the next two stanzas. So redo the last two stanzas and take a syllable out of the second line or something to get a unity of pace. I won't discuss subject matter, but try to use words that match flow. If you want a flowing sound pick words that flow rather than words that have very defined stops and starts between each other or withing them. Avoid hard consonants when going for smooth flow but use them when going for violent staccato. Just so you know, I hate blank and free verse poetry. I feel like formal poetry is superior to most modern forms and my advice reflects that. If you want to achieve a more modern feel ignore everything I said and do the opposite.
