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Programmer's Error by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Programmer's Error

He’d just drop in, and be there. Quick, fast, and easy, just the way he liked to do everything – no, needed to do everything, the speed in his step was vital to his way of life. Just a quick peek, a little look, just a glance through and anyone who asked he could either ignore or yell back he was just passing through… Really? Was he really? Was he really planning a slow down, something he abhorred, just for the sake of a hunk of blue metal? He’d never tiptoed before. He’d never walked silently before, gone without leaving a blazed trail behind him. Every time, he had just barged ahead, charged

The Feeling of Elegancy by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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The Feeling of Elegancy

(Please read the Author's Comments first.) It was an astounding revelation, one that could shake even the firm core foundation of the greatest assassin alive. Here he was, often so solid and composed even under the most gruesome and grossest of situations, and now he was melting into a thin pool of water so very unpredictably! Did she…had she just said… “…So you aren’t, madam…” The princess – while technically she wasn’t really of some royal bloodline, this flaxen-haired seraphim was far more a princess than the plain-looking gangly girl they were trying to save – the real princess had

The Cage by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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The Cage

The cage is faithful, good, and blind; Made good and well with the promises of after-night rose, But if the bird ever arose She'd oversing. Like many faking presence. You can be pretty sans soul; You can get by to the best of your ability, You can try to the best of your You can could, or you could do. It's very true. The bird is not a hopeless love; She saves that for the mourning dove, for it is better to have lived without love - Pop teen lyrics digress, and emo poetry knows this well. The cage is faithful, good, and blind. In an entrapment of spot and twine, black paint that never dried on h

Swimming by thePhantomPenguin, literature

Midnight Clear part three by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Midnight Clear part three

The knock on the door had come just as he watched the clock strike ten-thirty. Gregory Edgeworth had been staring at the face of the old grandfather clock in a daze, unable to sleep or even think on his own. It had taken a moment for the knock to register in his mind – someone’s here? – but once it had, he had hurried quickly out through the hall and to the front foyer. He cracked it open carefully at first, swinging it open entirely as his eyes caught those of Misty Fey. She was standing alone on the doorstep, her thin hands wringing themselves as she forced herself to keep his gaze. So often, she looked away from him whene

Midnight Clear - Part two by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Midnight Clear - Part two

He woke up calmer, the bruises on his face seemingly soothed. Nothing was chilly anymore. The first thing he realized was that the room felt normal, not ghostly and chaotic. In fact, it felt even gentler than usual; not just not cold, but actually, genuinely warm. The surroundings around Edgeworth were familiar, even though he couldn’t entirely make them out. His dark eyes squinted and he relaxed upon seeing familiar shades of maroon and cream – his wallpaper. The shades of color were bright, meaning the morning sunshine was hitting them. It’s morning, then. Finally, this nightmare was over. The nonsense about the c

Midnight Clear - Part One by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Midnight Clear - Part One

The snow pattered underneath his feet, his old boots hitting the cobblestone path at a medium pace. The man huddled beneath his jacket in a manner that most would perceive as harried – but he was still smiling, even as his bare fingers poked through the holes in his coat pocket. I hope he’s still there… He dodged a carriage wheel, avoiding the mud that splashed up at him as a large white horse neighed. “Sorry! Sorry!” Someone cried back at him, shouting something about a street rat. Not many people were walking the roads on the upper class avenues and truthfully the man didn’t want to be one of them, eith

Crying in Public part four by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Crying in Public part four

“Where are you going?” On occasion, Franziska could look and sound more like a six year old than a sixteen year old. Her pouting lip had not changed a bit, and in a manner no different than she would have ten years before she had stormed into his room unannounced. Her detecting eyes hadn’t missed the half-packed suitcase opened up on his bed. Miles was sorting socks and barely even noticed her demand. Franziska von Karma, although stubborn and a perfectionist, had grown up in court. She was sharp, cruel, and eternally frustrated but around her peers, the public, and her Father, she was an adult. Only around her “little

Ghosts and Logic by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Ghosts and Logic

The afterlife wasn’t really so bad. Misty Fey had spent most of her life – no, all of her life – learning not only how to accept death, but to how to intertwine it with life to the point where there was scarcely a difference; they were only two different stages of the same thing. Death was inevitable and nothing to be feared, she had been raised to learn. The scariest part of the afterworld was how you got there, and Misty had been fortunate enough to close her eyes on a chilly mountain range and open them back up among the stars. The afterlife…heaven…nirvana, whatever this was, was beautiful, an unending pathway o

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Momma by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Momma

Ama: Momma Where are you going to? Momma Why do you leave me here? Baby, I need time, I need a life, give me minutes, give me days give me years Baby, baby Don't you fear... Don't you fear... Come on baby, stop your crying I'll be coming home again When the moonlight means the sun Hell and heaven meet is when When my music starts playing You will know I'm on my way and if you can hold out till sunset You can hold out another day.... another day.... I am the nothing I am the everything I am the nothing I am the broken song you sing I am the words that you don't want to hear I am the arms that were never there I am the

Blazed by thePhantomPenguin, literature

The Black Hearted Rose for Cap by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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The Black Hearted Rose for Cap

Where the hell was he? Capricorn waited impatiently at the bar, her hand clutched around a frosted glass half-full with an amber liquid. Subconciously she swirled three misshapen ice cubes around in the drink and leaned back in her chair. She hoped she hadn't scared him off, with her meeting place. A shady, seedy club in the midst of the Paris slums might not have been the best choice of a reunion, but Cappeh had grown up on these very streets and had seated in the same cracked wooden bar stool for years. The Black Rose was her home. Plus, the bartender treated her to free booze half the time when she did her favo

You Must Have This by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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You Must Have This

I have been mercilessly catupulted into a forgien planet called current culture and I do not speak your language I wander down the halls It looks like a basic mall and I am surrounded by signs pointing out YOU MUST HAVE THIS Cute little orange sweater jacket on a thin, sexy model with those innocent little blue eyes that are repeatedly making out with the soft rose eye shadow around them that I could never figure out how to put on anyway Screaming

Hold Me by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Hold Me

Do you want to mock me? Dwell in your pleasure and laugh as I wince again and again You look like you're crying Cry my tears! I want you my dear Pain doesn't matter anymore nothing matters anymore I WILL HURT YOU If it makes you succumb to me in my longing I have sobbed more tears than you could ever see Just to bathe you in them tenderly but you chose yourself not to swim And you drowned! If you had only kissed me... You hate me, you said it

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This Dance by JDLA, literature

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This Dance

A thousand flashing, burning photographs Teasingly animates the angel in my arms A glimpse of shy, sweet shy eyes Before the scene goes dark again Then a smile, enjoyment, pleasure Illuminated under the strobe light She moves so gracefully, smoothly While I rebound against the beat Learning how to fit each other And laugh unheard with any awkward bump Feathery hair sticking to sweat and lipstick, Brush it away and breathe softly, wanting To cool off the back of her neck for her And make her feel, in that instant what I feel When she clings like that with those nails and soft body This is the world, trimmed down to this girl,

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Luke Chapter Four, Verse Nine by thePhantomPenguin, literature

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Luke Chapter Four, Verse Nine

I asked the clouds for an antidote Hoping an assorted deity would overhear my pleas; and take their mercy on little closet-agnostic me. I beg of you, I whimpered and implored Up the hillsides closer to the Lord, Empty my lungs of tainted air, for I cannot breathe it anymore! This oxygen, this scientific mist! The mocking of creationists is not so humorous at all when I realize that from my doubtful heaven is a very long way to fall. It's not a question of angel's wings Or ancient relics or forgotten memorized gospel lines But merely I ask; Non-specific deity? To take the air away from me, did you truly find the

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About thePhantomPenguin

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Sep 5
United States
Deviant for 18 years
She / Her

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Current Residence: In a small box on the west banks of an unknown river.
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Opera, Broadway, Jazz.
Favourite photographer: ???
Favourite style of art: Your mom. BURN.
Operating System: A computer. 0-0
MP3 player of choice: Ipod Nano. That really cool help aids one.
Shell of choice: A what? I like conches...
Wallpaper of choice: I dont get it...
Skin of choice: My skin, thank you...
Favourite cartoon character: ...no idea.
Personal Quote: Crashing headlong into everything is the only way to live, pal!

Favourite Visual Artist

...no idea. Alex. Yeah, that's it.

Favourite Movies

Err...Don't really watch that many.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

TSO, NIN, AFI, Metamorphisis Jazz Band, Kander and Ebb, various musical

Favourite Writers

Dragon Meones, Pierah Kay, Susan Kay, Victor Hugo, Liz <3

Favourite Games

Golden Sun/Tales of Symphonia/Phoenix Wright

Favourite Gaming Platform

GAMECUBE ^^ although my DS has recently seduced me.

Tools of the Trade

A SPONGE!!!!

Other Interests

Phantom of the Opera, Golden Sun, Tales of Symphonia, Phoenix Wright, Godchild, Music.

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thePhantomPenguin

Apr 17, 2008

Shameless

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Whee. And now for something entirely different; I've been working with a friend for a few months now on a highly intensive Phoenix Wright AU called Project Kallisti. It takes places after the third game and before the events mentioned in the fourth game that involved the Gramaryes, and it ties in the Phoenix Wright concept with, well... Superheroes. Yes, THOSE sort of superheroes (although we saved most characters from spandex). NOW DON'T STOP READING QUITE YET. In our opinion, the story is actually quite cool. It started out as a really big joke, then evolved into Eximplode07 (voidspiral on here) and I coming up with various powers and

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thePhantomPenguin

Mar 16, 2008

Apoooooollo Justice.

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I beat this game like three weeks ago, but I'm finally posting something on it nao. SPOILERSZOMG. AND LOTS OF THEM. Basically, I liked it a lot. Capcom outdid themselves in some ways, and totally slacked off on others. Generally it was very interesting and most similar to the first game in terms of keeping me totally entranced. loved Apollo and I honestly wish he had more time. He was adorable, hilariously virginal, and had some of the best lines in the game. A back story possibly involving why he became a lawyer would have been nice, but overall was probably the best developed. All the other characters could have used some more developme

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thePhantomPenguin

Nov 11, 2007

Dear Jack Thompson: Stop Denying me my Gay Lawyers

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GS3 SPOILERS. I've come to the conclusion that the reason Capcom did not illustrate or even show a glimpse of the hospital scene (between Edgey and Nick) was because they were frightened of Jack Thompson. What happened there was apperantly so incredibly provocative and romantic that they did not want to be picketed over it. DAMMIT JACK THOMPSON. THEY COULD HAVE GIVEN US YAOI FANS SO MANY LINES THAT COULD HAVE BEEN TAKEN THE WRONG WAY. ...... Someone needs to write or illustrate that one. Srsly. Came up with this in the shower randomly. Now that the play's over, I can resume fanficking. :D

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sombii

Jul 11, 2010

hiii <3
it's been a while <3 <3 <3

JDLA

Nov 15, 2009

Thanks for the

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HI!!!! lol

Kisa-Koufuku

Apr 29, 2009

Thanks for the

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PoetryOD

Mar 15, 2008

Thank you so much for faving my piece 'RESPECT'. Sorry it took so long to reply, I was flooded with messages yesterday! But I'm glad you liked this piece.

Sklarvv

Mar 12, 2008

Thanks for the watch, you silly stalker, you

thePhantomPenguin

Mar 12, 2008

Aie

I'm not THAT much of a stalker, I think I might have posted in your thread at CR. I go as Mercurykitten thar.

Sh1n1d4m1

Jan 9, 2008

omg MERCS. HAY MERCS. <3 Thank you for the watch. I stabbed yours back, so now you're stuck with my floods of Atmey/Andy crack forever! *maniacal laughter*

...Sorry. >_>