Many of nameless faces
But still a small world
Many of nameless faces
But still a small world
In times of change keep your mind open
It is hard to experiment with a narrow mind
but ones views will change over time
Do not let the walls be built around your head
Or listen to what ones said
For then the walls may become thicker
Thicker than you can crack.
The future, the future, the future
What we constantly hear about every single day.
Forget about living in the present and enjoying today,
All anybody ever cares about is what we will become in the future.
How do we know there even is a future?
Will tomorrow ever come?
We need to live in the moment and enjoy today.
Anything can happen any given second, minute or hour of any given day,
so make sure that second minute or hour is a great one.
And for the people telling us what the future is going to bring and what we need to do to prepare,
You really have no idea what tomorrow will bring.
Worry about your own life.
Giving back to the less fortunate
Listening to your favorite cheery tunes
Reciting your favorite childhood Christmas movies
Indulging on homemade meals and treats
Putting decorations up around the house
Sledding down hills and throwing snowballs
Going black Friday shopping all night!
Spending time with family and friends
Appreciating and respecting what you have
Remembering the reason for the season
She is trying not to drown
in the deep sea of depression
She tries to do things
but nothing makes her happy
She tries to calm down
but her anxiety is getting the best of her
She’s going to try to swim to the top
but like always sharks try to rip her apart
Nobody knows she’s like this
because she hides all her pain
She just wants to be normal
so she tries to act like it
This is causing more pain than help
but she can’t fix it now
She has hit rock bottom again
Only it’s worse than someone could ever imagine.
—By: Brielle Bitts
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How is a good videogame villain designed? This is the question that is going to be answered. Some of this is going to be very rudimentary stuff, and one can go a lot deeper if they really want to study this. Smart people have been making great villains for a long time. However, it is surprising how many games would benefit from applying some of the most surface level rules of villain design. Depending on the game being made, it is generally going to have one of two villain types. They are the mechanic villain and the narrative villain.
The mechanic villain is there to drive the action. They give the reason to use the game’s mechanics. These are characters like Bowser from Mario, Ganon from The Legend of Zelda, and Dr. Wily from Mega Man. These villains don’t need to be very complex. Functionally, they are more of a final boss then a character.
The important part of these guys is that the player feels good about challenging them. The player using all of their skill with the game’s mechanics should feel that, within the game’s narrative, what they just did could not be done by anybody with less skill than them. This is often why game designers resort to unknowable aliens or supernatural evils bent on humanity’s destruction. Continue reading
I believe confidence is the key.
One of my Escapes
Blogging about bands with internet friends.
Home Away From Home
Stage, colored walls, green seats, home.
Usually is unified; everybody knows everybody.
They make me feel like home.
Cats are the woman’s best friend.
All nerds gather in one place
The Comic Book Store
I’m from a place that remains unknown.
From the dangerous,
dynamite explodes so close to
where my brain is.
radiates across the plate;
I touched the edge of neglect
and taken away by the state
8 months before my birthday cake;
this curse is fake;
these nerves they shake
the curved surface like an earthquake.
I’m from a place
that you will never smell.
My mom’s forever in jail.
Clovers are clever but stale.
I’m from a place where the older
always know that you fail
not to open your heart,
because you opened a realm
that’s full of monsters and creatures;
filled with piled promises.
No time for old families
with filed adoptions.
-Trust in myself Game winning shot.
-Never give up is my motto.
-Lost track of time having fun.
The Red Rose grows big
Historic and Peaceful
Writing is something that you cherish throughout your years,
and look back upon later in your life.
It’s an easier way to express your feelings
and it just feels right.
When the words start flowing out of you,
everything comes naturally.
It’s something you can’t take for granted,
because it may someday save your life.
Like a suicide note that someone leaves,
telling their family that they’ll be alright.
Then hanging themselves in their closet,
in the silence of the night.
Like that song on the radio,
that makes you go into tears.
And then you go forgive someone,
that you’ve had a grudge with for years.
Like that verse in the bible,
that reminds you that you’re loved.
That there’s someone who cares for you,
in the giant kingdom above.
Like that note your boyfriend gave you,
telling you that he’s done.
When all you really thought
is that you finally found “the one”.
So next time you get a note,
whether from your family or a friend,
cherish that person’s writing
until your untimely end.
You never know if it’s their last day,
or if it’s actually yours,
so cherish every word you see,
especially if it isn’t yours.
By: Aly Whiteman
We are Lancaster,
Would you get it right?
One is black, one is white
One is day, one is night
One is water, one is air
One unlawful, one is fair
Here’s the truth, some are mean
Dressed like monsters, at Halloween
You must be careful, now be wise
There are people, that tell many lies
One is hot , one is cold
One is young, one is old
One is rich, one is poor
One is ceiling, one is floor
We are all diverse, it’s what makes us unique
Some may be popular, you may be a freak
The world needs us all, every one of us
The day starts with dawn, and ends with dusk
One is fat, one is thin
One is good, one is sin
One is infinite, one is short
One is denial, one is support
People will judge you, it is what you make
It’s your choice whether, it’s real or a fake
The time has come, your life awaits
What is to lose, what is at stakes
One is love, one is hate
One is destiny, one is fate
One is desert, one is sea
One is you, one is me
My life is different, how about yours
Our daily activities, duties and chores
Some may decide, to change the game
Will you make history, glory of fame
It sneaks up on you
Like a crook in the darkness,
waiting for the kill.
When everything is perfect,
that’s when it’s right beside you.
Paddling around to enjoy the waters.
Shoot to score, score to win.
Shooting the ball, nothing but net.
Dribble, pass, shoot, score, and win
Floating the water to seek adventure
Not falling down? You’re not learning
Is chivalry thought to be dead?
What happened to gentlemen, and courtship?
Now a days men have “swag”.
But are these men really true?
Or are they false bodied boys.
What ever happened to having morals?
Mistreating women like dirt on the road
But yet there is a light.
A bright light shining with hope
For boys to grow into men,
Real men, with class and responsibility
There is hope for the human race.
Boys have to find that moment
Where they become men, chivalrous men.
Where I Live
Rarely is quiet,
The busyness never fails,
City life is great.
Busy roads traveled,
Turkey Hill surrounds each stop,
Millersville is home.
I love where I live,
And I wouldn’t change a thing,
Home is always home.
You’re a light at night,
You are a rhythm of lines
That inspires life.
Darkness turns to light
while a flash is all you give.
And I see a glimpse.
You know who you are,
You’re the light that brights tonight.
You’re a light at night.
Never quit til the jobs done.
Don’t turn your back on family.
We’re out there to see nature.
I think about you all the time.
My memories of you constantly flash through my head.
Even though you are no longer here,
You watch over me,
And you Love me like you always have.
You know what’s best for me.
You brighten my days of darkness.
You keep my head above water,
And my feet anchored to the ground.
I love you forever and always,
My Guardian Angel.
As my innocence
erodes into corruption,
I fathom your hate.