“In a small American town, hundreds of years ago, a small military business owner owed a large sum of money to a loan-shark. The loan-shark was a very old, unattractive looking guy that just so happened to fancy the business owner’s daughter. He decided to offer the military businessman a deal that would completely wipe out the debt he owed him. However, the catch was that we would only wipe out the debt if he could marry the military businessman’s daughter. Needless to say, this proposal was met with a look of disgust. The loan-shark said that he would place two pebbles into a bag, one white and one black. The daughter would then have to reach into the bag and pick out a pebble. If it was black, the debt would be wiped, but the loan-shark would then marry her. If it was white, the debt would also be wiped, but the daughter wouldn’t have to marry the loan-shark. Standing on a pebble-strewn path in the military businessman’s garden, the loan-shark bent over and picked up two pebbles. Whilst he was picking them up, the daughter noticed that he’d picked up two black pebbles and placed them both into the bag. He then asked the daughter to reach into the bag and pick one. The daughter naturally had three choices as to what she could have done: Refuse to pick a pebble from the bag. Take both pebbles out of the bag and expose the loan-shark for cheating. Pick a pebble from the bag fully well knowing it was black and sacrifice herself for her father’s freedom. She drew out a pebble from the bag, and before looking at it ‘accidentally’ dropped it into the midst of the other pebbles. She said to the loan-shark; ‘Oh, how clumsy of me. Never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked.’ The pebble left in the bag is obviously black, and seeing as the loan-shark didn’t want to be exposed, he had to play along as if the pebble the daughter dropped was white, and clear her father’s debt.”
A Beautiful Nightmare I’m currently on a mission to find my brother. They say he’s dead but as his sister, i can’t accept this fact. I still hope to see him again, even though i know that i would never will. I start to hunt for ghosts, having the last hope that i might see him again. So long and far i have searched. Why you must go away so sudden? Can i just look at you one more time? Just one moment to say goodbye. Oh my loving brother and faithful friend. Death creates a veil and shields us from view but it can do nothing to disconnect me from you. Having these things on my mind, i continue to walk and wonder. Then suddenly a guy showed up, looking so fine and handsome. Saying “Brother, I missed you so much” while making my way to hug him. But what surprise me is, i brushed past my brother. I heard my brother say “ Don’t stand and cry for me, for this is my destiny. Even though i’m dead, i will always look after you. My dear sister, i love you so much” and after that, he vanished. I was left all alone but i do not feel lonely. I know my brother will always be with me, i turn around and whispered “I love you too my brother” while holding my tears back. Suddenly i feel like i was woken up after a deep slumber. I saw my mother beside me. “My daughter, you were having a nightmare so i had to wake you up” my mother said. But what she didn’t know that it is a beautiful nightmare.
Here’s a poem called Beauty describing why I like this picture . Beauty is not defined by what you see in magazines. It is not limited to those who are a size zero , or those who refuse to see beauty in others. Beauty can be defined as skinny, blonde , tall , cosmetic, or lustful. To those less narcissistic beauty is defined as strength, intelligence, confidence, or compassion for others. Some girls look in the mirror thinking they are ugly , fat , inferior, worthless, and undeserving all because they are not considered beautiful. Explanation of why I picked this poem for this avi. So this avi shows off her curves very well since she’s wearing a tight kinda see through dress . The colors are on point especially cause purple is my favorite color . If this was a real person she would define herself as beautiful and hopefully so would others. ️
*Based on the Ruler of Hearts (VIP) avi* (Not sure how to add photos just yet) "The king without a queen is useless and hopeless. A queen without a king on the other hand could rule the world." That's what my mother told me years ago. The only thing she forgot to mention was that a powerful queen attracted weak men like moths to a flame. Luckily, those weak men are useful, well their kingdoms are. Why use bloodshed to gain more land, when all you have to do is flutter your eyelashes, giggle a bit and maybe marry them? (Most are easy to dispose of in any case.) Unfortunately, becoming too powerful attracts some unwanted attention. Especially the attention of men who fear women. They call us witches, blame black magic for our power and demand that we burn, that we fall. All too soon you're shackled and shamed. You can only rule for so long while those men still live. One day though, one day those men will pay. One day they will regret what they have done.
This is not based on stats, how good or how rare it is but it’s different. I believe that one of my favorite avatars has to be the starter ones. Everyone has this, when we start the game we get it, yes it is a weak one and it’s super common to the point that literally everyone has it yet no one really acknowledges it. For me it’s a symbol of beginning and we all have a beginning but while we had nothing this avatar was all we had until we kept getting better better until some of us are disgusted by its weakness. To look back this avatar was with me throughout my whole game experience and I appreciate it for that. It was the avatar I used when I had no clue what this game was. It’s sad that once we get to a higher level in the game we forget this and I know people have all the right to, it’s basically one weak character. We have no right to make fun of those who are using that avatar at the moment. Everyone has a beginning and we began with that.