Showing posts with label BROTP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label BROTP. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

OctPoWriMo 2018: Day 16: Bonded Eternally

Serab as a teenager

His twin brother Joub, slain at age 13 by Qweh's soldiers

Dearest, beloved brother
We were born in hell
Dearest, beloved brother
Never in peace to dwell
Scapegoated, seen as lesser
We were born in hell
Tortured by our oppressors
Nonetheless, we had one treasure
Scapegoated, seen as lesser
We had a blessing without measure
The bond that was between us
Nonetheless, we had one treasure
We had one another's trust
You sacrificed yourself for me 
The bond that was between us
From this grief I'll never be free
Dearest, beloved brother
Until your face I may once again see
Dearest, beloved brother

Serab
In memory of his brother, Joub
On the occasion of their sixteenth birthday


Notes:
Elf brother images purchased from 123rf.com
Creator information appears on the lower right corner of the angel and demon brother images.
Nerdy trivia, mostly for the benefit of the members of Team Netherworld.
Serab is a major character in Team Netherworld's long-running WIP, Fetch. He is the previous incarnation of the story's main male protagonist, Gerry Clifford.
In his most recent lifetime, Joub reincarnated as Gerry's younger brother, Paul. 
The brothers are platonic soul mates, who were originally the sixth and seventh sons of Lucifer. 

 Malak, the sixth son of Lucifer, later incarnated as Serab the Thief on Zecor (Zetar 6) and most recently as Gerry Clifford on Earth
Malak is of the Celestial order of Greater Spirits

Arion, the Seventh Son of Lucifer
Created by Lucifer from Malak's heartfelt wish for a best friend
Later incarnated as Joub, the twin brother of Serab, on the troubled planet Zecor 
Most recently incarnated as Paul Clifford
Arion is of the Infernal order of Greater Spirits







Monday, October 23, 2017

OctPoWriMo 2017: Day 23: Angel and Devil: The Fetch Version

Image Source Unknown.

Angel and Devil Brothers:
Version I:
The Fetch Version

The brothers should be adversaries
Instead, they are the best of friends
The elder is celestial
The younger, infernal
They work together
Help each other
Two parts of
One soul
Love

~Cie~

Notes:
I do not know the source for the image I used.
I used Google Image Search and still could not find the origin
If anyone knows it, I will be glad to credit them
Otherwise, I guess they can sue me
I have a crappy mobile home with no working furnace or shower and a mold problem, or I have a beat-up 1998 Subaru Forester.
Neither is worth much, take your pick.
I hate art thieves. I would never use anyone's work and claim it as my own. 
However, I am an adult, and sometimes I get tired of being lectured about being an errant shitbag if I can't give super duper ultra proper credit on every picture I use to illustrate a poem or story which is never going to earn me a dime but which I feel properly illustrates the work. Keep in mind, I write because I can't draw. Unless you're wanting a pre-school level story illustrated with stick figures. That I can do.
I am making zero profit off my writing. Quite the opposite, in fact. I could go to my place of employment and pick up more hours during the time that I'm wasting on writing. Most of the time I don't even get any comments. I hardly think I'm any kind of threat to anyone's livelihood. 
I tried to find pictures of angel and devil brothers. I found a lot of cute cartoons. I chose one of a chubby cartoon angel and devil couple to use in a forthcoming project.
I also found a lot of sexy, scantily clad, young, conventionally attractive white women and a lot of hunky, scantily clad, young, conventionally attractive white men. This is not what I was looking for.
The poem is both explanatory and illustrative of the dynamic between Gerry and Paul Clifford, the brothers who are central to Team Netherworld's work in progress, probably never to be entirely completed novel, Fetch.
Gerry and Paul's basic physical appearances, personalities, and the dynamic between them were inspired by real-life brothers Angus and Malcolm Young. Beyond this, Gerry and Paul developed into their own beings. They are not clones of the Young brothers.
In other words, hunky young studly angel and devil dudes would not be an accurate illustration of Gerry and Paul, who are diminutive older men and were never considered conventionally attractive. 
As well, although Angus has a tendency to wear less and less clothing as a performance goes on, he doesn't have the chiseled abs of a male stripper, nor does he get his rather hairy chest waxed. 
Malcolm generally wore tank tops and he did have muscular arms from many years of playing the guitar, but he was still tiny in stature and did not fit the Sexy Male Stripper Angel image.
Paul doesn't wear a schoolboy uniform. He opts instead for a conventional business suit, and by the end of a show, he is down to a Speedo.
I have a nice photo of Angus and Malcolm Young which I considered using but figured I'd be written off as "fangirling," so I chose the image at the top instead. Which I couldn't find the source for. So I'm, you know, evil and a crappy person and all.
Speaking of art thieves, my dear friend Kamidiox is a talented artist from Mexico City. Art thieves stole much of her Supernatural-related fan art and tried to pass it off as their own, selling it on t-shirts and cups via Teespring. This caused no end of trouble for Kami, bringing undue stress into her life and wasting her time. I can't abide people who would do such a thing. I think them to be the worst of losers. 


Kami made the above image for me. She even managed to make me look cute (no small feat that!) while remaining true to my appearance. (Hint: I'm not young or thin, and you'll never see me posing as an angel or devil hottie.) 
I'm thinking about having the guys made into tattoos, one for each arm.
If you would like to commission Kami's talents for an idea of your own, she can be found at kamidiox.tumblr.com
In any case, I do not claim the picture I used to be my own work, I am making no money from this, and I'll gladly credit the creator of the image if I can find them. It's possible that I purchased the image from 123rf and didn't file it properly, but I wasn't able to find it there.
Fetch borrows from various mythologies, particularly the Cthulhu Mythos, but also including elements from more modern works, such as Supernatural. Bonded platonic soul mate pairs follow the example of Dean and Sam Winchester, where Dean is the vessel for the celestial element (Michael) and Sam is the vessel for the infernal element (Lucifer). 
However, in the mythology of Fetch, instead of being vessels, the characters are entities embodying celestial and infernal elements. Gerry is the celestial element, Paul the infernal. Pepper (the troubled medium assisting the brothers) is the celestial partner in a platonic soul mate bond with her infernal brother Carrington. 
I am also creating a Supernatural version of this poem just for my friends in the fandom. I suppose that's fangirling. Oh well.

~The Cheese Hath Grated It~





Sunday, September 27, 2015

The Brothers' Cookie Quest

Angus (L) and Malcolm Young, late 1960's
You cannot tell me that these guys never used the "who, us?" expression to their advantage

The Brothers' Cookie Quest

Tiring greatly of waiting for chow
Though he feared a foot to the brow
The elder of two brothers
Gave a boost to the other
To reach the cookies they were craving right now

~Wanda~

Prompts used:
OTP Prompts (BROTP in this case)

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Hello Angel

 
Hello Angel
It is such an unhappy thing
That the world will never again know
Your beautiful smile
 
 
It is an unfathomable tragedy
That you no longer recognize
The best friend that you knew from the time of his birth
Your brother
 
 
I have to believe
That when your suffering is at an end
The light will shine in your eyes again
That you will be able to remember
And to smile
 
On the day that the Heavens finally say to you
Hello Angel
 
Love,
Cie
 
Prompt Used:
 
Notes:
Re: the top picture
The prompt provides a perfect picture, which may seem incongruous for me to use, given the heavy nature of the poem itself.
My poem's subject seems the sort of person who would have enjoyed the whimsy provided by alphabet soup.
He grew up poor. Foods like alphabet soup tend to be cheap, and kids enjoy them.
He once said that he and his siblings really never considered themselves poor. They just thought that everyone lived like they did.
He ended up becoming extremely wealthy, but I'm quite sure that he would trade it all just to know what was happening once again.
I don't care if people get tired of seeing the following graphic or hearing about this person. I'm going to keep sharing and talking about it, because it is so very necessary to understand how much we need to research the diseases that cause dementia so that we can stop them--reverse them--eradicate them. So that no more bright, good people will have their lives destroyed in this way.
 
 
My friend Dolly believes that the suffering he is enduring has the capacity to teach people who are willing to open their minds and hearts. His compassionate nature was always a lesson for others. Simply by being who he was, he was a teacher. So I can see this being true, although I'm still deeply saddened and angered that one who always tried to be kind ended up suffering so greatly.
Dolly wrote a poem about why she considers Malcolm Young to be a Bodhisattva. It is worth reading.
 
If anyone has some sort of asshat comment about his unfortunate addiction to tobacco, keep that shit to yourself. He successfully rehabilitated from alcohol addiction in 1988 and never again touched a drop of the hard stuff. That's damn commendable.
Cigarettes are a notoriously hard habit to break free from. People who have quit using heroin have said that quitting smoking cigarettes is even harder. Often it is impossible.
Commercial cigarettes have chemicals above and beyond nicotine added to the tobacco. They are made to hook smokers and keep them hooked.
I smoked for 20 years, so I'm not about to get on my high horse. Truth is, I'd still love a smoke. I quit in 2006. I still think about it often and wish I could fire one up. It's hard not to go back. However, I wasn't as addicted as some people become.
Everyone's body is different. Everyone's brain chemistry is different. No one has the right to harshly judge another's weaknesses.