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  1. HumanBeing101

    HumanBeing101 Athion Member Athion Member

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    I, HumanBeing101, shall be working on extremely glorifying and self esteem raising descriptions about people on the Athion server (something I used to do on the Mithrintia forums).

    What are these glorifying descriptions?

    Basically, I use the power of simile, metaphor, personification, hyperbole, and other literary elements to over-glorify people in a grand description.

    Here's an example.

    Lightbane1900 - Former Mithrintia Build Team
    A colossus that towers over all others
    Wisdom that exceeds that of the great Athena
    But an imagination that soars higher than a height Icarus was ever able to achieve
    A broad chest that spans a galaxy’s length
    Every word uttered, a supernova, furious, immensely powerful, yet beautiful
    Accompanying hair radiating glory that matches that of Apollo’s grand chariot
    This stoic, with a face of stone, giving nothing
    Yet with eyes, spurting with golden ichor, revealing everything
    A heart that thumps with the strength of Hercules, freeing Prometheus from his chains of eternity
    As ferocious as Jupiter’s furious maelstroms
    But as soft spoken as a dying tree’s whisper
    This is…
    Lightbane1900


    If you want a description, post a request on this thread under the following format.

    Minecraft Username:
    Current Server Rank:

    Former Rank (that you had on Mith or PI (If you hail from neither, say that you are from neither server in your request here)):
    A little about yourself (including your gender):
    Anything you wish for me to add onto your description?:


    I'll try to address requests as quickly as I can.
    Enjoy!
    -HumanBeing101

    PENDING DESCRIPTIONS - These are a list of people's descriptions I need to complete
    MovieMaker2 - Athion Owner
    sycoinc - Athion Owner
    Xenzu - Athion Owner


    Jimboshep1 - Athion Member (Former Pwego-Insomnia Skilled)
    BassLegacy (description update) - Athion Administrator (Former Mithrintia Administrator)
    AaronD001 - Athion Staff (Former Mithrintia Moderator)
    Gravenfire45 - Athion Member (Former Pwego-Insomnia Student)
    DonyCro (account that tonicel uses) - Athion Member


    Note: I put Athion Member next to all non-staff/build-team members since I don't know how ranks exactly will be converted or will transfer. I will change the description ranks from the previous Mithrintia and Pwego-Insomnia ranks to their respective Athion ranks in due time shortly after the server's release.
    For all build-team members, I'm putting a "Former" in front since I do not know whether or not the build teams of Pwego-Insomnia and Mithrintia are still around, or have combined into an Athion Build Team. I do not know which members are within said build teams at this point. I hope to get those questions sorted out in due time.
    (For my own reference: http://www.athion.net/community/threads/quick-question-about-pi-ranks.317/#post-2286)
    I will delay staff descriptions to keep this thread interesting. The higher the rank, the longer the delay.

    Descriptions from Mithrintia I failed to complete when Mithrintia was up and will complete here at Athion
    SantaKlaws - Former Mithrintia T1
    Belisarius21 - Former Mithrintia Member
    EckoGaming - Former Mithrintia Member
    TheEnderMai - Former Mithrintia T1
    upperkrak - Former Mithrintia T1
    ReivinFreesia - Former Mithrintia Hermit
    seniormaestro - Former Mithrintia Moderator
    Gunnys (a.k.a. Feninthra) - Former Mithrintia Administrato
    r
    lmao, this's something I'll enjoy
    ReivinFreesia
    dunno what rank I'm in on the new mithrintia, was rank of hermit back in the old one
    I guy with withdrawal symptoms cuz his stuck in the army without any from of gaming technology let alone minecraft.

    Belisarius21
    Member
    I like architecture. Nah, I like everything really, architecture, terraforming, music, everything, I guess.

    upperkrak
    t1
    pokemon gen 1 specialist

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  2. HumanBeing101

    HumanBeing101 Athion Member Athion Member

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    Mithrintia - Athion Owner (Former Mithrintia Owner)

    And so the crickets chirp under the twinkling starlight
    And so the frogs croak by the pond
    A ripple as the dragonfly lands softly in the water
    The soft ambient glow of the moon that provides absolutely nothing
    But a false sense of comfort
    And so in this peaceful scene
    With the soft spray of a persistent geyser in the distance
    With the light flutter of bat wings
    One would not expect such calm to be shattered
    Unless he remembered the periodicity of the unexpected
    The dark veil that blankets over the land, suddenly pierced by a lance of light
    As a brilliance, blinding, yet warming, surges over the expanse
    A flutter of a swallow's wings, glimmering, shining, burning, like those of a phoenix
    What was once gray, now red, filaments of cotton candy that wisp slowly across the sky
    As Ouranos, dappled with clouds of lavender, is greeted by a grand chariot
    As trees, dipped in a slumber, unfurl green leaves to accept the shine
    A red glare that looks over the gray seas, as they slowly wash the chalk sands
    Purifying them in preparation for the one that approaches
    A cheer, a final wolf's howl that echoes across the landscape
    The roar of a male lion, a show of false glorification against the dazzling beauty that rises
    The horizon, engulfed in flame, yet still cool and bitter from a dark ordeal
    Droplets on a cobweb, prisms, little spots of colors, copying the great rainbow bend that streaks across the sky
    The rolling landscapes, the green savanna grasses that flow and ripple like water
    The serenading trees, the gallop of bison, the prancing of deer
    Grand rocky snow capped peaks that scrape the skies, splitting the cosmos themselves in two
    A grand festival, the whole world that greets
    One that remains eternal
    One that remains powerful
    And even when the temporary figment of life passes
    And even when the oceans boil
    And even when the land is scorched
    And even when the stars burn and die
    And even when the planets disintegrate
    And even when the neutron stars no longer release their radioactive glow
    The cessations of a seemingly eternal stream of high energy photons that poisons any who dare approach
    And even when the black holes of the Universe, their momentum robbed of them through eons of Hawking radiation, dissipate into nothingness
    And even when all that once held definition, loses definition
    And even when the Universe plunges into darkness, prey to entropy
    One will always remain
    One will always remember the world that greeted him every day
    One will always remember his grand masterpiece, a virtual canvas for humans to display their creations upon
    One will always remain
    And so the crickets chirp under the twinkling starlight
    And so the frogs croak by the pond
    But even so, one remains adamant
    Against the decay
    Against the end
    In order to embrace the current
    The present
    The now
    That someone
    Is

    Mithrintia

    Littleredcow - Athion Administrator (Former Pwego-Insomnia Creative Administrator)

    The cardinals chirp in treble atop the trees
    With a plumage of shimmering glossy rainbow that ripples across feathers of scarlet
    Beaks proudly pointed skyward, in dignity above the lowly humans
    Fearless of the hawks and eagles, with their drab complexion
    The horizon slowly engulfs the great ball of light, rippling in heat
    A sharp crimson swathes over the grasses, dancing in frightening terror under a sky of pink
    The grand vessels of thick vapor, slowly drifting across the heavens
    Within them, locked the beauty of Iris, revealed only after monsoon and Helios work in allegiance
    The choir, suddenly punctuated by a presence
    A pressure
    A cow which rejoices among the prairies, jovially mooing in baritone
    Perhaps unsatisfied, plagued by constant hunger, thirst, and danger
    But free to prance about with the birds which wield the piccolos
    Forever one of Apollo's sacred bulls
    This is...

    Littleredcow


    Stamog - Athion Administrator

    A kiss to the earth
    And the crumbly brown sprouts out with curling green tendrils
    Baby hands that explore and grasp
    Curious, adventurous
    He looks up
    Pellets of water, a clap, and soon, a grand applause
    A shower that gives a standing ovation
    And as he walks away, the desert now a jungle
    The jungle rustles its grand leaves, a final cry of happiness
    Of vitality
    Of an impossible life otherwise denied by every impossibility
    Before it is robbed of its life by a blazing inferno
    For one million years, death chases him
    But immortal is he, for a clasp on him death does not have
    A great escape artist, striking hollow hairs of magenta
    Hummingbirds and bumblebees that flutter their wings around tubules of nectar
    A glistening mouth that drips with honey, gold and sticky
    Eyes of marble, irises of crystal
    Gleaming with striking sapphire blues and emerald greens
    Iridescent is his skin, pulsating with fantastic hues
    Beautiful deep reds swathe over his body
    Orange waves wash over him
    A living tattoo, with fish of yellow and green prancing in and out of existence
    Deep blues and indigoes prance about like deer, clashing dark antlers before dissipating into dust
    Purple skies that complete the mood, his body now a scenic moving landscape
    Bright, for the shades together bring white
    But forever is he stalked by his twin
    Whereas he himself brings life
    His opposite twin brings death
    If the trees sprout, the fire incinerates
    If the rivers flow, the oceans boil
    If the sun burns, the moon shrouds
    If the grasses of the plain dance under the wind, punctuated by beautiful flowers of amber and pink, then the deserts will scorch and whip up a blistering sandstorm
    For we are all blessed by the light
    But cursed to end by the darkness
    A pitch black formed as well by all the visible hues under the stars
    And so he prances with himself
    Himself slowly wasting away, flickering like a candle
    While his dark opposite feeds and grows ever stronger
    Light and dark
    Happiness and grief
    Order and entropy
    Life
    And death

    Stamog
     
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  3. HumanBeing101

    HumanBeing101 Athion Member Athion Member

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    The following are past descriptions I put up on the previous Mithrintia forums. I'm sharing these to all of the people of Athion.
    I'm not sure how the new ranks work just yet, so I'm putting up old Mithrintia ranks alongside the names.

    BassLegacy - Athion Administrator (Former Mithrintia Administrator)
    A fine complexion, skin tanned to a radiance that defies that of the cast of the Jersey Shore
    Thumping chest that bellows the cry of a thousand elephants
    Stance mightier than that of the entire Himalayan mountain chain
    Chin graceful as a pair of gazelle testicles, offering free ice cream to a small child
    Shin muscles convulsing like the anger of a furious maternal octopus
    Eyes that shine like the beautiful pearls of an oyster, glistening in the glorious shine of the starry night
    This is...
    BassLegacy


    Prey2Live_EVDY - Athion Administrator (Former Mithrintia Administrator)
    The embers of a furious dragon’s fiery destruction
    The burnt remnants of a child’s teddy bear
    Is reflected like a painting in her beautiful auburn hair
    The grand arches and curves of her body
    A body that Aphrodite would envy
    Like the great rolling sand dunes of the Sahara Desert, under the blazing hot sun
    Her young eyes, like great nebulae, the birthplace of many a star
    Trapped, in a glass crystal, serving as the windows to her soul
    Her erotic lips, the fresh kiss of sticky cranberries, in the morning breeze
    Which makes up for her odor
    The odor of a hundred sweaty male gorillas during mating season
    The scent of a vulture, preying upon carcasses
    But mixed in, the sweet scent of frost tipped petunias
    A maiden, with breasts as round as ripe grapefruits, glistening in the jewels of water droplets rolling down its sides
    Is regarded by many as sexy
    Is regarded by others as stinky
    But regarded by me as...
    Prey2Live_EVDY


    iJonesy94 - Former Mithrintia Build Team Member
    A stern man, pale hair as defiant as the snow capped Andes of South America
    Thighs that twist and turn like the great pythons of the rainforest
    Knuckles that crackle and boom like the great thunderbolts of Zeus himself
    Booming biceps of a magnificent jungle gorilla that dwarfs even that of the young Schwarzenegger
    Wide shoulders that span beyond the lengths of the greatest of rivers
    Abs that can withstand the full charge of even the strongest of Javan rhinos
    This is...
    iJonesy94


    Lightbane1900 - Former Mithrintia Build Team Member
    A colossus that towers over all others
    Wisdom that exceeds that of the great Athena
    But an imagination that soars higher than a height Icarus was ever able to achieve
    A broad chest that spans a galaxy’s length
    Every word uttered, a supernova, furious, immensely powerful, yet beautiful
    Accompanying hair radiating glory that matches that of Apollo’s grand chariot
    This stoic, with a face of stone, giving nothing
    Yet with eyes, spurting with golden ichor, revealing everything
    A heart that thumps with the strength of Hercules, freeing Prometheus from his chains of eternity
    As ferocious as Jupiter’s furious maelstrom
    But as soft spoken as a dying tree’s whisper
    This is…
    Lightbane1900

    StefanLim - Former Mithrintia Build Team Member
    The soft exhale to him
    Is a thousand volcanic eruptions to us
    A great pose, with muscles the size of mountains
    As he, like Atlas did for thousands of years, bears the weight of the world upon his shoulders
    A fury, deep within, waiting to be unleashed, like the anger of Ares bringing a battalion of great Spartan warriors to wage war with empires galore
    Yet soft spoken, and knowledgeable, is he
    Granting generous gifts to those beneath him, like the great Prometheus lent fire to mankind
    This man, a titan of his age, a man we shall all look up to
    As he sits upon his throne, looking down upon even the mighty Zeus
    He is…
    StefanLim


    EquinoxDev - Former Mithrintia Developer
    A perfect balance between the light
    and the dark
    Evil, pitch black, the furious torrent of a raging black hole, ripping the near immortal stars to nothing more than bits of gas
    But a light
    A blinding light
    That shines brighter than Apollo's grand chariot
    A blinding light, more powerful than a supernova
    He is the yin
    And the yang
    He is the raging dragon, shooting great spurts of blue fire, reducing the mountains themselves to little more than ash
    But he is also the drop in the pond
    A frog croaking on a lily pad
    A representation of perfect harmony
    Balancing the two opposing forces, like Libra
    to create something epic
    He is...
    EquinoxDev


    14iCBi - Former Mithrintia Moderator
    Cold and methodical
    As the man exhales a wisp of air into the soft snowstorm
    Fingers, slender as the spider legs of a black widow, waiting to pounce upon its prey, tapping on a wooden desk
    His face, not just any kind of stoic
    But a sternness resembling the eternal head statues of Easter Island
    Basking in the warm golden light of the sun
    But behind his praying mantis like demeanor, waiting to spring upon a victim
    And the slow ticking of his clockwork heart
    Underneath the trivial bits of flesh and muscle that perfectly captures the likeness of the great Iapetus
    Beneath his ruthlessness that makes him a splitting image of King Minas
    Lies a dormant soul, slowly burning in anger
    Until the day he is destined to erupt like a supernova, releasing his fury upon the world
    With the shrill of a thousand shreiking banshees
    This is…
    14iCBi


    Trinityde - Former Mithrintia Moderator
    Legend has it that there is a man of immense power and wisdom
    With eyes of fire, burning with an intensity equal to that of a blazing phoenix in full fury
    Surrounded in a great orange inferno
    And with eyes of ice, stares that can send chills up your spine, making bones as brittle as sand
    Mountains crumble and dissolve in his wake
    His casual footsteps, a great earthquake to us, a might even Godzillla cannot rival
    A single heavenly teardrop, blessed by the grace of a thousand singing fairies, can bring about a horde of monsoons that plague the human race for centuries
    But what makes him so enchanting
    Be it his emerald encrusted chest, which moves like molasses whenever he breathes?
    Be is his polished toenails that resembles beautiful ocean seashells, flawless, and smoothed to perfection?
    Is it perhaps the deep somber voice that resembles the slow plucking of a string bass, accompanies by a jazz band quartet in pianissimo?
    Maybe it’s his dark chocolate hair, which whips back and forth in the soft breeze like great trees would in the midst of a typhoon, struggling as a lone wolf against the howling winds
    Whatever the case, he is, and always will be, the legendary…
    Trinityde
     
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  4. HumanBeing101

    HumanBeing101 Athion Member Athion Member

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    The following are past descriptions I put up on the previous Mithrintia forums. I'm sharing these to all of the people of Athion.
    I'm not sure how the new ranks work just yet, so I'm putting up old Mithrintia ranks alongside the names.

    IAmNotABucket - Former Mithrintia T2
    A blackout is no match for he for he, this dashing man which dons a sombrero
    Since his beautiful smile, birth of sakura flowers and frog croaks
    Lights up the room
    His eyes, glazed over with the kiss of a thousand angel tears
    Can shatter the souls of even the most ferocious of mountain lions
    His long slender grace the piano with striking precision
    The precision of a preying mantis, striking at its dinner
    His hair whips back and forth like the glorious sweaty horse testicles that catch the beautiful sunset light before it stands upon two legs, and lets out a whinny far stronger than the roar of a chainsaw
    But his name, a deceiving name, in perfect denial
    This man, a liar in his essence
    But a lady's man at heart
    This is... IAmNotABucket


    GAMEMASTER161 - Former Mithrintia T2
    A dragonborn
    With a poker face not of stone
    But of titanium
    A rose be not his favorite of flora
    But a fire flower
    A faint smile, the light fluff of puffy cumulus clouds
    As he reveals his royal flush
    A spiritual pressure, weighing down his opponents with the gravity of a neutron star
    As wooden pieces clash, marching towards inevitable checkmate
    This man, hailed by gamers as a god
    Even Garry, creator of the legendary mod, hails to this being
    The victor of every competition, this is no ordinary master
    This is…
    GAMEMASTER161


    OBEY_ME_BITCH - Former Mithrintia T2
    His eyes alone
    Enough pressure to cause legs to buckle, bones to shatter, souls to ashes
    Stars to stardust
    As the intense stare emanating from his eyes, eyes so perfect and round like beautiful ruby tapioca, weighs you down with the force of a million neutron stars
    A titan of gold, or rather, bronze, as his almost metallic skin, perfectly tanned by the sun’s kiss, gleams and glistens in the starlight
    Much like Xerxes of Persia, he is embellished with gold
    As he stands up from his throne of aurum, his jewelry, which pales in comparison to his true beauty, work to amplify the details of his body
    Abdominal muscles rolling and churning like the celestial fury of newborn nebula, creating gigantic stars, howling with solar wind
    Thick leg muscles that twist and convulse like a python, eating a gazelle whole
    And a broad chest that spans the width of an entire light year
    And he stands tall, like a grand titan, looking up into the sky, daring Apollo to try and blind him.
    A city beneath him, a billion human souls cowering in respect and fear
    As he utters his booming command, more powerful than the crackle of a giant lightning bolt, more powerful than the simultaneous trumpeting of a thousand elephants
    He says his name. A striking phrase that impacts the weak hearts of the people with deadly accuracy with the strength of Hephaestus’s mallet, clashing down onto hot iron, forging a divine blade
    He says these words:
    OBEY_ME_BITCH

    sarah_belle13 - Former Mithrintia T2
    If Gimli had a different choice, he wouldn’t have taken Galadriel’s hair
    But rather, the hair of a different maiden
    A maiden whose hair flows like a chocolate river, slowly bending around the old oak trees
    Her voluptuous body, each curve like the graceful bounds of pronghorn at full charge, galloping, almost floating, over the large expanses of grassy flatlands
    Sensual is she, skin so smooth and immaculate as to put even Venus to shame
    Her physique emanating a warm glow, like the puffy clouds of Asgard, encrusted in gold that radiates a heavenly atmosphere
    Her eyes, the dollops of white dough speckled with sugar and glazed in caramel
    Her voice, a happy tone more uplifting than a divine Beethoven masterpiece
    But a solemn tale told, and the grave music of Orpheus flows from her soft lips
    Lips that speak words that can cause gods to burst into tears
    Lips like glistening ripe cherries, sweet as honeydew
    Her smile, a battalion of lyres, which fills your soul with an overwhelming euphoria of pleasure
    But her frown, a terrifying thundercloud, every blink a crash of Mjolnir against the underbelly of the slain Ouranos
    Of course, none of this is true
    Since she is a maiden of indescribable beauty
    She is...
    sarah_belle13

    sadauskasa00 - Former Mithrintia T1
    Clean and cut is he
    Silent like the night panther slowly creeping upon the still water
    Smooth as the beautiful shine of the glorious pale moon
    Hands as swift as that of a darting dragonfly in a graceful battle with a black widow spider
    Intuition as sharp as the finest blade of grass
    Words as painful and as poisoning as the skin of a rainbow colored tree frog, glistening in the moist Amazon rainforest air
    A man of precision, attention to detail down to the last hairbreadth
    This is... sadauskasa00


    Ciel_Phantomhine - Former Mithrintia T1
    His heartbeat, the incessant ticking of a metronome in adagio
    The understanding hooting of the night owl that flutters under the moonlight, with eyes of glass and marble
    A man of mystery, standing out like a shining giraffe, galloping over the herds of wildebeest under the radiant sunlight
    His mighty bellow, far mightier than even the mightiest of Viking war cries, whose booming shouts reach out to even the heart of Odin himself
    His thick chests, tougher than even the strongest of redwood trees, able to withstand the most furious of typhoons spawned from the depths of Poseidon's being
    Yet elegant is he, this young man of Edolas
    This is... Ciel_Phantomhine


    electricshock19 - Former Mithrintia T1
    By day, an ordinary man
    Unkempt hair that matches the unruly grasses of the Louisiana swamplands
    Metallic objects, he dares not touch
    Nor a solution of electrolytes, he dare drinks
    But a night, a party animal, partying as hard as the party gorilla partying upon a neutron star, a thousand light years away
    Bolts of lightning that run down his rippling muscles
    Muscles that churn and convulse and twist like the great fury that is the wrath of Ares fighting off against the might of Zeus himself
    Shocking, is his behavior, when he is seemingly drunk
    Yet perfectly sober is he
    A master of subtlety and picking up ladies
    Some call him 19
    But I call him...
    electricshock19


    eagle_x5 - Former Mithrintia T1
    The draft of the cool clouds, slowly wafting over the grand mountain chain
    Mountain ibek, stumbling over slippery mountain pebbles, clashing great horns in a furious battle
    Huge salmon, flipping over a raging river, gasping in exhaustion
    The rolling thunderclouds, booming in the distance
    But all of this greatness, is nothing
    Compared to the magnificent bird of prey
    that watches over its mountain dominion with eyes of fire, and claws of iron
    This legendary one, the one known as…
    eagle_x5


    Elfylink - Former Mithrintia T1
    One can get lost in the labyrinth of Daedalus
    But to escape from this female’s eyes, one will need more than Ariadne’s thread to find his or her way out
    Eyes of beautiful coffee droplets that beautifully reflects the snow white moonlight
    Supple is she, her fine body resembling that of the flowing grasslands of great prairies
    In the afternoon breeze
    Limber are her legs, slender like the wavy bamboo dancing in the light winds as their leaves shimmer and shake bringing harmony and peace to the Chinese lands
    But her hair, a fine flowing waterfall, not of crystal clear water, but rather, of eroded soil, serving as vessels of flora, perhaps someday collecting into a grand tropical island in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle.
    This lady, who smells of roasting coconuts wafting underneath a Caribbean sun, is called a goddess by many
    She is…
    Elfylink

    JustInT1me1 - Former Mithrintia Member
    An old, wise man
    That has lived through many a millenia
    Toting a long and puffy beard
    of unkempt cotton
    of the fur of a battle torn polar bear, snarling and growling for walrus meat
    An imperfect snowstorm, leaving only blotches of frost on the ground
    Like Gandalf the White, or perhaps Dumbledore
    Old, tired, but certainly not weak
    Great broad muscles matching that of Odysseus after being blessed by the great Athena to smite unto death the men that dare defile his estate
    His weary gray eyes, a storm that brews and froths over an uneasy ocean
    His voice, cracked and gnarled
    But overwhelmingly powerful
    The weight of great mammoths weighing down on your shoulders, as you listen to his wise words
    But a curse he has
    For he is never early
    But like two sides of a coin, he is never late
    He is and always will be...
    JustInT1me1
     
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  5. HumanBeing101

    HumanBeing101 Athion Member Athion Member

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    Swifthawk_D - Athion Member

    The rook attacks
    A sentinel of ashen wood, charging across the field of grass,
    Grass swaying in their hypnotizing checkerboard pattern of lime and jade hues
    The Sicilian formation, pawns with their swords brandished outwards, collapses at the arrival of the juggernaut
    But a knight in shining armor
    A paladin of the sky, of the fields, of the waters
    With steel plates, polished, reflective as mirrors, capturing perfectly the creation of the gods
    Prominent, yet graceful, bold, yet invisible
    On his horse of chestnut, with its muscles rippling
    Like the violent torrents only Neptune's fury could match
    As the stallion leaps over the pawns
    Sailing through the air like the outspread wings of the hawk
    The paladin, with lance in hand
    Skewers and slays the strong soldier, another statistic amidst hundreds of joustings
    And the enemy, mighty as a castle, falls
    And the warrior, amazingly romantic
    Smooth as the gleaming pearls of the seas
    Rides off into the distance, coolly offering his life for the protection of his allies
    And the units exclaim in admiration and awe
    Thank you
    Sir

    Swifthawk_D


    Spark1098 - Athion Member

    The traveler begins the journey of a thousand miles with his first step
    Down into the polished white marble caverns
    Stone of chalk and pearl, streaked with lines of ash
    Into the depths
    Creatures of shadow and nightmarish fantasy take form
    A darkness that his eyes of amber could not gaze into
    The abyss claws out at the traveler
    A dive into the chilled water
    A delve into the past
    Beasts of the dark that represents the inner woes snap and grab
    But the traveler pushes on
    And finally, a feeble glow
    A Pandora's Box of sorts
    For the sins of this world had already been released, the traveler knew no more pain could escape the box
    But only enter the cavern
    But only inundate further into his heart
    But in his understanding of the pain and suffering
    The immorality and evil of those around him, the carelessness of clumsy creatures
    He fears that the truth would be masked by the blessing
    But he reaches anyways
    Into the jar, for hope
    And suddenly a dazzling light of topaz shines through
    And the traveler is once again outside
    Greeting the vast expanse with his own eyes
    Eyes of amber
    A quick glance at the sun, and the traveler looks away, into the frost tipped mountains
    Crags that hook like eagle talons
    Peaks that jut into the heavens like panther claws, tearing into Ouranos as Cronus once did eons ago
    But now, with a new inner sunlight that illuminates his inner cavern, the traveler presses on
    Godspeed

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    Gaynor12 - Athion Member

    The blistering sun beats down on the rainforest
    The caws of the exotic birds, dappled with splashes of bright reds and bold yellows
    Warn of incoming storms
    Booms of thunder, the clash of titans
    Perspiration that rains down like a monsoon
    The heavy breathing of the gales that torment the jungle
    The harsh whistle of a zebra, a referee of a divine battle
    And peace is made
    Peace enough for this multifaceted deity
    Not only does this being have a body of great and imposing strength
    Of an enormous stature
    A gleaming statue of tungsten, a density of iridium, the softness of velvet
    This being also has dreams
    A vision
    Of beauty and complexity
    For the world is his block, and he shall chip away at the granite to reveal a masterpiece of glimmering diamonds
    And embedded within his beautiful vision, a heart of benevolence
    Of cooperation
    The value the beautiful connections between humans so significant to him
    And even if he looks not ideal in the eyes of others
    And even if others refer to him as a sunset of sickly lemon pallor
    Of an annoyingly stubborn ball of gas unwilling to recede under the horizon
    He shall remember that within himself is a starry night of twinkling stars
    Like holes of light in the sky, opportunities to be unlocked
    Courage that lifts him to the heavens, above the negativity of the majority
    This is...

    Gaynor12

    ajoyboy - Former Pwego Insomnia Build Team Member

    Dry, coarse skin, dermal cells separated by the dry cracks of a withering desert
    Unruly, disheveled, tattered threads of silver and granite that curl underneath his chin
    Eyes of icy intensity, cold, unforgiving, revealing nothing
    An unparalleled beauty within the mind of the sculptor
    The architect
    The painter
    For whilst Ouranos strings along lattices of water in beautiful puffs of pinks and gun metal

    Lavenders and caramels
    The wise man toils restlessly, whittling away at the land
    A perfect land laden with imperfections
    An innocent Earth that hides behinds its face a heart of fire and lava
    And as the Sun and the Moon relentlessly feud for dominance over the skies
    And even as the plains are scarred with a hail of bullets
    And even when the mountains, seemingly stoic, tumble like a house of cards under mankind's most ambitious mining endeavors
    The man will continue to paint
    Will adapt with the changing times
    And he shall bury his own grave when he is made blind by the darkness of the dead sun, the beauty of his perpetual creation out-shined by a planetary nebula of greens and reds, deep rolling azures and pinpricks of tangerine
    For without his grand tools
    For without the rivers and rains
    For without plant life that tethers and connects, manifests and flourished
    For without the earthquakes and volcanoes
    The man is but a memory
    Important to us now, irrelevant to the rest of the Universe
    But forever

    ajoyboy

    xboxelitepro - Athion Member

    The ground is thumping
    Elephants that stampede upon the dried and withering plains
    Dust kicked up into the air
    A puff of smoke, a grand flower of orange
    A punctuated shockwave, a fire
    Grand dragonfly putter their rotating wings, and launch their payload
    Giant goliath beetles that tread across the rough terrain, devouring everything in gulps of fire and shells
    Panic, screams, for Deimos has descended upon the land
    But a curl of the facial hair
    Of dark chocolate shavings that sits proudly atop the face
    The narrowing of indifferent, aloof eyes
    One that stares through a monocle
    One that stares into the world
    The puckering of lips, the nose sampling the fine red wine
    The scene fades away, blown into the wind, the story carried away into the dissipating smoke of the pipe
    The book is closed, the fireplace settles
    And the epitome of Maciavelli's finest dreams stands and stares into the stars
    Informed and intelligent, composed and analytical
    Well rounded and imaginative, a man of finesse and talent
    The gentleman stands proudly above the ignorant to face the inevitable

    xboxelitepro

    Lol_u_Noob - Athion Member

    It is fabled that unicorn's blood is mightier than giants' skin
    Ink that flows and courses through a tip, flourishes and arches that reach and curl like vines
    Meaningless symbols that hold deep meanings, words that can alter live
    Words that can inspire
    Words that can create, destroy, change everything we know
    When used correctly, the pen is in fact, mightier than the sword
    But what of the paintbrush? The colored pencil perhaps?
    The wooden barrel of wax that works its magic on paper
    A book can stretch long and far, be packed with many literary elements
    Make people understand, imagine, envision
    But no words can properly describe Da Vinci's vision of Mona Lisa's smile like his art can
    No words can give the same marvelous feel as Van Gogh's Starry Night can
    The wisps of milk that curl under a dandelion crescent
    With spindly fingers of the Earth reaching towards the stars
    Words may inspire, but artwork can capture, can bring about an instantaneous reaction
    Word are delayed, words are subtle
    Words bring suspense, carry meaning
    But artwork is for those that gobble inspiration, artwork is now, artwork brings beauty
    And Athion is blessed with one that weilds the tools of physical imagery so well
    Colored pencils the multicolored hues of this knight's glorious lance as he jousts against the dullness
    Perhaps brushes are his tsunamis, with inundations of paint overwhelming the blank with vitality
    And here he is, in search for another tool to add to his collection
    To build with blocks alongside the best
    To laugh alongside the community
    To create art with and for his brethren

    Lol_u_Noob
     
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    dordsor21 - Athion Member (Former Mithrintia T1)

    Cursed be the fool that dare steal from this man
    Filthy squires that intrude upon intellect
    As Edison preyed upon Tesla
    So did a friend upon this person
    A creator, an artist
    A man of nobility that shines in his golden armor
    A phoenix
    A bird of fire that shares its warmth with others
    But so greedy the populace that his blaze was robbed
    But no matter, the phoenix shall slump into the darkness and fade into the ashes
    Only to be born anew
    More powerful
    More glorious
    And the skies shall darken, as the moon shrouds the sun in oblivion
    A moon that brings inundations and high tides
    The clouds will rise, like anvils, and bring about monsoons
    The deserts shall rage and sting with sand that whips throughout the land
    The plague shall feed upon the innocent
    But no matter
    The air shall crackle and burn
    The sands of the seas shall melt
    The oceans shall boil
    As the phoenix burns azure with fury and energy
    And many a swine shall attempt to make do like Prometheus
    But without a titan's body, they shall shrivel in the heat of the creator
    With his infinite imagination and intellect, dreaming of justice and forgiveness
    With forever a fire in his heart

    dordsor21

    XxMX26xX - Athion Member (Former Mithrintia T1)

    A sentinel
    Skin of bronze, each footstep accompanied by a clang
    Of faded brown, now chipping away with green
    Walking liberty, lacking a torch
    Without a light to guide "huddled masses yearning to breathe free"
    A mouth that exhales not the gaseous essence of plants, but rather, thick clouds of water vapor
    Of steam
    Clouds that veil a mouth of gnashing cogs and gears
    Clockwork set to tick away for many eons more
    Flickering filaments of tungsten that glow bright yellow
    Illuminating behind quartz portholes that gaze into the world
    Glowing eyes that have stood the test of time for three hundred and thirty three generations
    Decaying, seemingly immortal in a body of iron
    So ironic, the steam which powers is the same steam which wastes away
    Which corrodes
    A curse, a suffering
    Both living, and dying
    Unable to cross over, for he embodies the middle line
    Blurred is the ink boundary that separates life from death
    And so the sentinel treks across the nuclear wasteland
    In search of life
    A blooming flower that greets the sun
    In a land of death

    XxMX26xX
     
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    aww yeah its back. btw change my tag
     
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    Former Mithrintia BT, cus that's what i was :)
     
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    Yessiree.
     
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    Space reserved for descriptions (I'm running out of space more quickly than I imagined).
     
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    This whole thread is so strange.. like back away slowly out the door kinda strange
     
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    Oh, do me, do me!
     
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    Littleredcow - Athion Administrator (Former Pwego-Insomnia Creative Administrator)

    The cardinals chirp in treble atop the trees
    With a plumage of shimmering glossy rainbow that ripples across feathers of scarlet
    Beaks proudly pointed skyward, in dignity above the lowly humans
    Fearless of the hawks and eagles, with their drab complexion
    The horizon slowly engulfs the great ball of light, rippling in heat
    A sharp crimson swathes over the grasses, dancing in frightening terror under a sky of pink
    The grand vessels of thick vapor, slowly drifting across the heavens
    Within them, locked the beauty of Iris, revealed only after monsoon and Helios work in allegiance
    The choir, suddenly punctuated by a presence
    A pressure
    A cow which rejoices among the prairies, jovially mooing in baritone
    Perhaps unsatisfied, plagued by constant hunger, thirst, and danger
    But free to prance about with the birds which wield the piccolos
    Forever one of Apollo's sacred bulls
    This is...

    Littleredcow
     
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    Swifthawk Athion Member Athion Member

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    Alright, I can't resist anymore; MAKE ONE FOR ME NEXT PLEASE!!!! :DDDD
     
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    Swifthawk Athion Member Athion Member

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    Thank you, sir. *salutes*
     
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    Minecraft Username: Gaynor12
    Server Rank: Member
    A little about yourself (including your gender): I am 16 years-old, male. I am on my schools high school football team, baseball team, wrestling, and golf. I am great at math and want to become an architect. I enjoy helping others. Sportsmanship is what really counts.
    Anything you wish for me to add onto your description?: I have lots of courage and I am not afraid of what others might say or do.
     
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    sportmanship is deffenintally what counts! and welcome chris
     
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    Swifthawk_D - Athion Member

    The rook attacks
    A sentinel of ashen wood, charging across the field of grass,
    Grass swaying in their hypnotizing checkerboard pattern of lime and jade hues
    The Sicilian formation, pawns with their swords brandished outwards, collapses at the arrival of the juggernaut
    But a knight in shining armor
    A paladin of the sky, of the fields, of the waters
    With steel plates, polished, reflective as mirrors, capturing perfectly the creation of the gods
    Prominent, yet graceful, bold, yet invisible
    On his horse of chestnut, with its muscles rippling
    Like the violent torrents only Neptune's fury could match
    As the stallion leaps over the pawns
    Sailing through the air like the outspread wings of the hawk
    The paladin, with lance in hand
    Skewers and slays the strong soldier, another statistic amidst hundreds of joustings
    And the enemy, mighty as a castle, falls
    And the warrior, amazingly romantic
    Smooth as the gleaming pearls of the seas
    Rides off into the distance, coolly offering his life for the protection of his allies

    And the units exclaim in admiration and awe
    Thank you
    Sir

    Swifthawk_D
     
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    Swifthawk Athion Member Athion Member

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    You have my deepest thanks, friend HumanBeing101. Beautifully written.
     
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