Seii

Personally I love (pun intended) dramatic styles such as this, Falcon. All the lists of things you WOULD and CAN do is awesome. It makes everything appear in the future, as if there will BE a future for sure. And I also am a lover of love. It is the best perpetuator of hope, after all.

Yeah, I understand this poem pretty well, even though I DON'T get all the references. ^_- In the sense you just wrote, life DID look better in black and white, Peredhil. I always wonder if I wasn't born at the wrong time....

That's quite alright, I have a real life of my own, too. Stinks to have to remember that sometimes, doesn't it? ^_-

Very interesting poem. It's definitely something that a runner would say, while they're jogging and simply trying their hardest to finish. By the way, whoever these friends are (and whoever this "He" is...a father maybe?) they must not be all that great if they walk away from you after a single mistake. -Seii

Seeing as how "yes, new stuff" is the general consensus... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Seii decides to try taking center stage once again. Catching the attention of the room, he speaks. "I seem to understand from asking around that I should 'sing for my supper', as a newbie. I would beg out of song, as music does not seem to flow spontaneously for me. However, I think I can manage a story or bit of poetry or some such." He rummages around in a small belt pouch, pulling a small leather-bound tome out of it. The tome is apparently covered in a highly polished leather, and it reflects the lighting as Seii opens it and begins to flip through the pages. His bright blue eyes twinkle as he stops at a page and looks up. "Now my friends, I will attempt to introduce a bit of mystery to the room. You see, this tome is something that I have always carried, yet I know not where it is from. To increase the puzzle, some of the stories hidden inside seem to be about myself. I have chosen to accept these stories, which do not parallel any events that I recognize, as parables, or perhaps word pictures, as opposed to prophecies or some such. I will, however, let you decide." Looking down once again at the page, Seii begins to read. "What is it like to be immortal? I will tell you what it is like. Being immortal means you can continue to stumble onward no matter how many sharp, bloody objects protrude from your middle. Sometimes you feel like a practice dummy for the inconsiderate and heartless, but it never seems to affect your ability to simply plod on, one foot in front of the other. Why do I have these daggers constantly pinned into my body, why do I do nothing about them? The simple answer is that no form of retaliation is sufficient. Neither is any retaliation possible against those responsible. Females, my friends... they are all caused by them, these wounds of mine. I am sure you, the reader, have at least some knowledge of the sheer destructive force these creatures hide within themselves. Yet, it seems to be worth it while they are present. It is a little like dealing with a powerful magic spell, having the sheer LIFE surround you with it's power even though you are almost having YOUR life extinguished by it. They do not know, oft times, what they are capable of. And so they stab, and stab, and stab again. My blood runs to the ground and collects at my feet, yet they know it not. For I am noble, you see. What they do not know and cannot understand cannot possibly help them to do either. I have always guessed that it was for this reason I was granted immortality. In this life, with this ability, I am able to be totally open and trusting with all when I choose, fearing no consequences save the ones left on my heart in the end. Many friends have come and gone, many a traveling companion have I watched walk into a sunset on their own paths. I know it is for the best, that I do. Always I carry the knowledge that one day I will meet up with my friends again, that those who truly cared will swing 'round a bend and we shall once more join weapons against common foes. It is this, my constant hope in everything, that has earned me my title. I wish it upon no one, I alone bear it and and the happiness and sorrows that go along with it. -Seii, Kibou No Denreishya" Closing the tome with another flash of reflected light, Seii slides the book back into his belt pouch and surveys his audience. "Interesting, is it not? Maybe I'll meet this man who shares my name someday." With a smile and a nod of his head, Seii steps out of the center floor and goes back to observing the people around him. ------------------------------------ Oh yes, and many thanks to Falcon for his confidence.

Well, I was rather dumb in NOT reading the instructions first. In doing so, I posted a few poems into the Banquet Room without an application to be found... Please take a gander at them, and let me know if I need to submit something more since those are now already up.

I am the Man of the Wild And I exist to contradict all your nightmares I am the light that consumes The flame that burns brightest The ray of sunshine on the darkest day The battle is mine before it began I am long range support; I am pre-emptive strikes Did you think you were all alone? I am here to prove you wrong Look into my eyes and fail to suppress your rising courage When you find yourself charging into a losing battle You will see me shine at the head of the tide Follow my lead, you have no choice My reckless abandon compels you "Seek life like water, drink death like wine" Are you a man? Maybe not But I see the man inside you I dig at your insides, you cannot pry me out You will emerge, just like me Newborn, reborn, and free Run where you will Fly where you may Your lack of courage will pursue you till your very dying day Until you let me work on you that lack in you will bide Come, almost-man-but-only-guy, what have you got to hide?

I will tell you the story of a warrior like me And of one who's a lot like you One and the same, are the warriors two They are just like us both, you see Painful is life, and life full of pain They fight, and they fall, and are wounded When they rise they are struck When they fall they fall hard But the fight carries on nontheless For survival they fight, they have nothing to gain Not a soul, not a scrap, not an item For they have all they need though not all that they want And their dreams carry on within them As long as they rise, as long as they fight The results will be unseen, it is true But the dreams of the warriors, the dreams of us both Will be accomplished in me and in you Fight on, brave warriors - your battles will end in victory one day

Call my name and summon me forth Conjure up my powers I you see and I you need When in those tall dark towers A shining light, a glimmering thing A bauble in the pile But power filled, believe you can When lost and cold, now, child Raise me high and proclaim me loud Your standard, that am I To go before and guide your way "Hope", your battlecry

Hello all, I'm the new guy. The name's Seii, and I hope I can fit right in. --------------------------------------------------------------- To the sky, watch it fly, to the highest of the high I have seen, I have known, I have fallen In the air, everywhere, I have hit the bottom there I have been, I have felt, I have broken On the ground, my head pounds, I used to jump in leaps and bounds I have tripped, I have dipped, I have been crushed With the light, no more blight, I have seen the earth anew I am new, I am more, I am remade But the day, none can say, we'll all be swept away I am now, I am then, I am forever Over dreams, over hopes, all is better than can be I am dreaming, I am not, it is all...true