NationStates Jolt Archive

Here I lay, tattered and torn
All my clothes have been worn
Now as I lay up here
I miss all the things I hold dear
Yet, by me, my father, my brother
And my very caring mother
A poor mining family we be
Brought up here on an LO-3
How I miss my planet Earth
I remember digging in its dirt
But in a colony, I must stay
Until this war passes away
Wars come and wars go
As my nation’s history to you will show
The generic quarters are so bare
How I wish I was down there
The swaying trees
And rolling seas
This colony is ‘perfect’
But I don’t think it’s really worth it
There’s not enough water to take a bath
No one up here can make me laugh
Outer space is quite dreary
Especially to the poor and weary
I should be proud, I guess
That with others my nation must contest
To bring about a marvelous change
And the balance of power, rearrange
I miss my friends, my home too
Visiting the park, and the zoo
But they say, ‘All good things must come to an end’
Out of this tragedy, something good shall transcend
Now I must be going
My name you’ll never be knowing
Until the time is ready…


OOC: Well... I hope that was descriptive enough, I don't think very many of the other posts in this thread will be full poems. If you couldn't tell, it's a poor old minin' boy, who's family was evacuated from Earth to the colonies.

Questions? Comments? Thanks Treznor for telling me what was wrong with my RP overall :P

OOC: Spacy Poetry. I likes.


Outer space is quite dreary
Especially to the poor and weary

Great stuff.

OOC: Spacy Poetry. I likes.


Outer space is quite dreary
Especially to the poor and weary

Great stuff.

Meh, I try. I'm not a professional or anything.

Bump.

What kind of colonies are we talking about? Gundam Wingy colonies?

OOC: Nice. ^_^

What kind of colonies are we talking about? Gundam Wingy colonies?

OOC: Nice. ^_^

UC Gundam Colonies :D

The boy heard a knock at the door. He walked quickly from the small living room towards the even smaller vestibule. He opened the fake wooden door to see another boy, about his age and height standing there.

“Hey, I just moved here and I heard that there was another kid here so umm…. Do you wanna come outside and play?”

“Sure, um, what’s your name? Mine’s Vis Hanti.”

“My name’s Adam Wesley.”

“Cool.”

“Yeah.”

“Hold on lemme go ask my parents.”

“K.”

Vis ran quickly back to ask his parents permission before they started yelling at him about who was at the door.

“Hey, mom, can I go play outside?”

“I don’t know, can you?”

“MAY I go play outside?”

“Sure.”

Vis left as soon as he came, and quickly went with Adam out into the artificial atmosphere of the Type III colony. They began to look around for other kids their age, so they could play war games or something.(OOC: We have video games in ADK, but they most likely don’t have any being evacuated and all…)

Before the end of two hours, they had gathered 8 more boys, relatively their age and began to divide them into groups.

“Okay, Vis your on my team. Your pick Alex.”

“Right, ummm… Benjamin.”

“K… Joshua.”

“Matthew.”

“John.”

“James.”

“Andrew.”

“Peter.”

“That’s all Adam.”

“I can see that…”

“Okay, each team will gather weapons and go choose their bases. We’ll signal each other when ready.”

“Right.”

(OOC: Hmm… I’m going to make the battle post next. I gave up on the poetry, but that was a good introductory post… eh? And I wrote this post fairly early in the morning. Sorry for it's crappiness. Better post to come later.)

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What kind of colonies are we talking about? Gundam Wingy colonies?

OOC: Nice. ^_^

UC Gundam Colonies :D

Personally I liked the structure of the AC Century Colonies... but then again, I feel that every aspect of Gundam Wing is superior to the rest of Gundam...

He bought a large map representing the sea,
Without the least vestige of land:
And the crew were much pleased when they found it to be
A map they could all understand

"Other maps are such shapes with their islands and capes!
But we've got our brave captain to thank"
(So the crew would protest) "that he's bought us the best-
A perfect and absolute blank!"

Vis's blonde hair fluttered in the artifical wind as the giant colony began to go into night mode. There was an auroa of epic proportions around the neighborhood. Around him on Adam's deck lay weapons, complex and simple. Pinecones, magnolia buds, sticks, and other assorted instraments of battle and war. This may be a child's war, but to a child, it was as real as war could get.

His keen eyes searched the surronding territory. He stood upon the 'battlements' while his comrades behind them prepared for the inevitable assault. A pinecone landed behind Vis and quickly he ducked his head.

"Crap!" he exclaimed. "Frickin' buggers, toss me some pinecones."

No sooner had the ammunition been handed to the boy than he had lobbed them over the walls of the deck, and he heard them hit street, bush, and grass. Half a dozen pinecones responded to his attack as battlecrys went up from the boys assaulting this timber castle. Joshua, John, and Andrew rushed down the stairs and out the gate, carrying their staves.

The battle had only begun.

(OOC: I would've made longer, but I'm lazy.. meh)