A Good, Hard Look
Two of the latest characters in the Steampunk Nation roleplay are Dmytro and Chase Egan, twin children of Kimball and Marlowe. They're an interesting combination of the two, with a touch of their mother's insanity and their father's skills. They've really yet to do anything (most of what's been written has been vignettes of their younger days), but it looks like they have an interesting, if not bright, future.
Chase is the older of the twins, if only by a few minutes. He has a bit of his mother's neurotic side (mostly manifesting in an obsessively focused streak), but he takes after his father in terms of skills and combat preferences. He's much less emotional than his twin, just as meticulous, and going to be pretty fun.
"Quicksand" -- Finger Eleven
'Cause the world waits around,
but I keep slipping and losing ground.
Do I not try so hard, so good?
I can't keep changing just because
you think I should.
Said all I need to
and you don't understand, still.
Wish you saw- picture my mind's-
eyes are deep and they're cynical.
One, taken four more;
kills the pain, healing that sore.
I, I've taken what's left;
I took it all,
and now you won't,
let me forget, forget, forget.
- - -
"An End Has A Start" -- Editors
I won't disappoint you
as you fall apart.
Some things should be simple;
even an end has a start.
Someone hit the light
'cause there's more here to be seen.
When you caught my eye,
I saw everywhere I'd been
and wanna go to
You came on your own;
that's how you'll leave:
with hope in your hands
and air to breathe.
You lose everything
by the end.
Still, my broken limbs,
you find time to mend.
- - -
"Crowded Room" -- The Academy Is...
Save you from yourself
before you start to deal with everyone else.
You should have kept it to yourself;
now we're looking to fight, this isn't alright.
Alright, you better hold your scripted tongue
if you ever plan to use those words again.
The future doesn't make much sense
with you at the helm with your friends.
This is where that ends.
- - -
"You're A Wolf" -- Sea Wolf
I'm running on the northeast street,
cut to the ocean 'fore I run too low.
I'm running on the northeast street,
cut to the ocean 'fore I run too low,
Cut to the ocean 'fore I run too low.
The one that you are looking for,
you're not gonna find her here.
The one that you are looking for,
you're not gonna find her here, here.
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
"You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town."
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
"You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town.
You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town."
- - -
"DOA" -- Foo Fighters
Well, you know I did it;
it's over and I feel fine.
Nothing you could say is gonna change my mind.
Waited and I waited the longest night;
nothing like the taste of sweet decline
I went down, I fell, I fell so fast,
dropping like the grains in an hourglass.
Never say forever 'cause nothing lasts,
dancing with the bones of my buried past
Never mind; there's nothing I can do.
Bet your life there's something killing you.
It's a shame we have to die, my dear;
no one's getting out of here alive,
this time.
[...]
Take a good, hard look for the very last time,
the very last one in a very long line.
Only took a second to say goodbye;
been a pleasure, but the pleasure's been mine,
all mine.
- - -
"Creep" -- Stone Temple Pilots
Forward yesterday;
makes me want to stay.
What they said was real;
makes me want to steal.
Living under house;
guess I'm living, I'm a mouse
All's I got is time,
got no meaning, just a rhyme.
I'm half the man I used to be;
this I feel as, the dawn,
it fades to gray.
- - -
"Make Me Bad" -- Korn
I am watching the rise and fall of my salvation;
there is so much shit around me,
such a lack of compassion.
I thought it would be fun and games,
instead it's all the same.
I want something to do;
need to feel the sickness in you.
I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no not again.
It's quite deceiving as I'm feeling the flesh; make me bad.
All I do is look for you;
I need my fix, you need it, too,
just to get some sort of attention.
What does it mean to you?
For me, it's something I just do.
I want something;
I need to feel the sickness in you.
I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no not again.
It's quite deceiving as I'm feeling the flesh; make me bad.
- - -
"Walking Disaster" -- Sum 41
I haven't been home for a while;
I'm sure everything's the same.
Mom and Dad both in denial,
Ann only child to take the blame.
Sorry, Mom, but I don't miss you;
Father's no name you deserve.
I'm just a kid with no ambitions,
wouldn't come home for the world.
[...]
At the dead-end I begin
to burn a bridge of innocence.
Satisfaction guaranteed;
a pillow-weight catastrophe.
Our own mission, nowhere bound,
inhibitions underground;
a shallow grave I
have dug all by myself.
And now I've been gone for so long;
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone:
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
where I belong.
A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me;
It's too late to save me.
- - -
"Maybe I'll Catch Fire" -- Alkaline Trio
This house is full of ears,
but I can't talk to anyone;
they've heard this one a thousand times.
Most exciting thing I do,
hang half-way out a third floor window,
maybe throw lit cigarettes down.
And maybe I'll catch fire:
something warm to hold me,
something pure to burn away
the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
Artwork and tracks available for download at www.mediafire.com/ .
Chase is the older of the twins, if only by a few minutes. He has a bit of his mother's neurotic side (mostly manifesting in an obsessively focused streak), but he takes after his father in terms of skills and combat preferences. He's much less emotional than his twin, just as meticulous, and going to be pretty fun.
"Quicksand" -- Finger Eleven
'Cause the world waits around,
but I keep slipping and losing ground.
Do I not try so hard, so good?
I can't keep changing just because
you think I should.
Said all I need to
and you don't understand, still.
Wish you saw- picture my mind's-
eyes are deep and they're cynical.
One, taken four more;
kills the pain, healing that sore.
I, I've taken what's left;
I took it all,
and now you won't,
let me forget, forget, forget.
- - -
"An End Has A Start" -- Editors
I won't disappoint you
as you fall apart.
Some things should be simple;
even an end has a start.
Someone hit the light
'cause there's more here to be seen.
When you caught my eye,
I saw everywhere I'd been
and wanna go to
You came on your own;
that's how you'll leave:
with hope in your hands
and air to breathe.
You lose everything
by the end.
Still, my broken limbs,
you find time to mend.
- - -
"Crowded Room" -- The Academy Is...
Save you from yourself
before you start to deal with everyone else.
You should have kept it to yourself;
now we're looking to fight, this isn't alright.
Alright, you better hold your scripted tongue
if you ever plan to use those words again.
The future doesn't make much sense
with you at the helm with your friends.
This is where that ends.
- - -
"You're A Wolf" -- Sea Wolf
I'm running on the northeast street,
cut to the ocean 'fore I run too low.
I'm running on the northeast street,
cut to the ocean 'fore I run too low,
Cut to the ocean 'fore I run too low.
The one that you are looking for,
you're not gonna find her here.
The one that you are looking for,
you're not gonna find her here, here.
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
"You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town."
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
"You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town.
You're a wolf, boy, get out of this town."
- - -
"DOA" -- Foo Fighters
Well, you know I did it;
it's over and I feel fine.
Nothing you could say is gonna change my mind.
Waited and I waited the longest night;
nothing like the taste of sweet decline
I went down, I fell, I fell so fast,
dropping like the grains in an hourglass.
Never say forever 'cause nothing lasts,
dancing with the bones of my buried past
Never mind; there's nothing I can do.
Bet your life there's something killing you.
It's a shame we have to die, my dear;
no one's getting out of here alive,
this time.
[...]
Take a good, hard look for the very last time,
the very last one in a very long line.
Only took a second to say goodbye;
been a pleasure, but the pleasure's been mine,
all mine.
- - -
"Creep" -- Stone Temple Pilots
Forward yesterday;
makes me want to stay.
What they said was real;
makes me want to steal.
Living under house;
guess I'm living, I'm a mouse
All's I got is time,
got no meaning, just a rhyme.
I'm half the man I used to be;
this I feel as, the dawn,
it fades to gray.
- - -
"Make Me Bad" -- Korn
I am watching the rise and fall of my salvation;
there is so much shit around me,
such a lack of compassion.
I thought it would be fun and games,
instead it's all the same.
I want something to do;
need to feel the sickness in you.
I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no not again.
It's quite deceiving as I'm feeling the flesh; make me bad.
All I do is look for you;
I need my fix, you need it, too,
just to get some sort of attention.
What does it mean to you?
For me, it's something I just do.
I want something;
I need to feel the sickness in you.
I feel the reason as it's leaving me, no not again.
It's quite deceiving as I'm feeling the flesh; make me bad.
- - -
"Walking Disaster" -- Sum 41
I haven't been home for a while;
I'm sure everything's the same.
Mom and Dad both in denial,
Ann only child to take the blame.
Sorry, Mom, but I don't miss you;
Father's no name you deserve.
I'm just a kid with no ambitions,
wouldn't come home for the world.
[...]
At the dead-end I begin
to burn a bridge of innocence.
Satisfaction guaranteed;
a pillow-weight catastrophe.
Our own mission, nowhere bound,
inhibitions underground;
a shallow grave I
have dug all by myself.
And now I've been gone for so long;
I can't remember who was wrong.
All innocence is long gone:
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
where I belong.
A walking disaster,
the son of all bastards.
You regret you made me;
It's too late to save me.
- - -
"Maybe I'll Catch Fire" -- Alkaline Trio
This house is full of ears,
but I can't talk to anyone;
they've heard this one a thousand times.
Most exciting thing I do,
hang half-way out a third floor window,
maybe throw lit cigarettes down.
And maybe I'll catch fire:
something warm to hold me,
something pure to burn away
the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
Artwork and tracks available for download at www.mediafire.com/ .