The Legend of Zelda: Wind Waker..wtf?

Alright, so it's a great game sure. It really is, the whole concept of controlling the winds and sailing is just awesome, even if you get seasick, XD, it's still great. But the fact that little Princess Zelda is a KID in this game, when in fact she GREW UP in a couple of the other games does not make any sense.

I've come to accept the fact that Princess Zelda is a kid, but it still pisses me off that they fucked it up. (They = Creators of Zelda) I've also decided that the Zelda in this game is but a reincarnation of the Zelda we knew in past games, just as Link is a descendant of the original Link. There is no possible way/explanation that the Zelda and Link in this game are the REAL Zelda and Link from the very first game. Especially because THEY GROW UP in Ocarina of Time. So ha.

Alright, I'm done, back to playing my game now.

Sims 2!!

So instead of a poem or short story, I give you THE SIMS 2 UPDATES!!!!
OMG totally awesome right? RIGHT!

Anyways, we have chapter 1 and 2 of my legacy that I just recently started! Ya'll know you want to read it!!

Chapter 1: http://thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php?asset_id=224187&asset_type=story&user_id=4172422

Chapter 2: http://thesims2.ea.com/exchange/story_detail.php?asset_id=226451

As for finding the simselves, they're all on my sim page, and I have some houses as up as well. None of them are shown in the stories, but I just thought I'd get that off my chest. XD

Ya'll should totally rate them and give me comments on what I can do to improve and all that happy dandy stuff. XD

Freedom

So..this one also has an owl in it, although it's COMPLETELY different from my last psychotic one, haha. Enjoy, oh, and if you're reading this (you'd better know who you are) I hope it sounds SLIGHTLY familiar, especially because it has you in it! I love you Bear.

As the shadow of night decended two wings glided silently above the snowy ground.
A lone, young owl, searching for her prey was the only thing stirring in the starry night.
Gliding swiftly a few feet above the ground, she hears a mouse. Yum.
Quickly turning towards the small sound, swooping low, her talons splayed to make the catch.
She seizes the mouse, clutching it tightly in her iron grasp.
It squeals in dismay as she glides to the tree tops to find a perch to feast.
All the while, another creature, a much more deadly creature, is watching in fascination. Never having seen her hunt before. (you've made your entrance Bear)
A wraith among the shadows he hides in, his stell net glistening eerily in the starry night. His white teeth showing in his smile, and the glint in his eye evidence he loves to hunt.
As the owl finishes her meal, she swoops down silently, continuing her journey. Something flashes before her eyes, and, before she knows it, she's caught in the hunters' net.
Struggling and thrashing about for freedom, she's calmed surprisingly quickly with a few soft words. She's carried to a small cabin, nestled in the woods, and the warm breeze hits her ruffled feathers as the door opens enough to let the hunter and hunted into the house.
The bear-like hunter moves into a corner of the room where a tall aviary sits, made just right for the owl to feel at home. He quickly and gently transfers her into the aviary, watching as she fluffs her reddish feathers up and then settles back down again. She looks back at her captor, stunned that he had actually caught her, again, but knowing that the fight was over, that she was his once again, and going to stay that way for a very long time.
Sighing an owl-like sigh she turns her back to him, ruffling her reddish feathers as well; showing her annoyance. She hears his growl, she feels the soft breeze of the aviary door opening again, and she preens in delight, knowing that he wants her to be happy, but wanting her for himself as well.
She feels one of his great hands gently stroking her back, coaxing her to turn around, and when she does, she croons softly at him, making him smile and lift her gently out of the enclosure. He uses his free hand to stroak his goatee, deep in thought as he wonders over to the window. Without a thought, she flies out of his hand and alights on his shoulder, crooning softly in his ear as he stops by the big bay window.
He turns his head, smiling at her, then goes back to his brooding, staring up at the moonless sky, brightly lit with stars, wishing for his freedom, and wanting her to be happy.. She follows his gaze up into the black sky, wishing for her freedom, but wishing to keep her freedom and stay at the same time.

Alright, so it was just a little short story/poem thing-a-ma-bob, but I thought it was okay..go ahead and give me comments and critics and all that jazz. It's welcome, as long as you're telling me WHY you did or didn't like it, what I can do to improve, or just telling me that I'm awesome. haha.

Murder

So this is a creepy, disturbed, twisted poem..you should probably just skip over this one.

A fire burns,
alone in the dark.
I see the tiny glow
A scented candle,
standing tall on the windowsill.
A smell of lilac wafting by
in hushed tones
her parents speak,
whispering words of love.
To bad she must die.
A smile plays upon her tiny lips,
as she closes her small eyes.
She falls asleep
thinking she's safe,
but I lurk just outside.
I have a job to do,
a grisley one at that.
A small owl flies into the night,
landing just inside her open window.
It smells so fresh in here,
like a garden in full bloom.
I look upon her sleeping form in wonder,
hooting softly as I contemplate my task.
I tip my wing, lightly tapping the candle
oops. To bad it had to end this way.
The candle falls onto her bed,
the flames already growing big.
I quickly soar back into the night
with visions of her burning in my head.

So I really have NO IDEA why I wrote that, and well..yeah, I think I probably need help. If you know a good psychiatrist or psychologist, please feel free to give me their number!

Empty

This feeling I feel,

This dark feeling in my soul.

I feel empty, consumed in hatred and depression.

I just wish this life away,

I can't bear to go on.

I feel this hurt so deep, I feel my blood run cold with fear when I think about it.

Wanting things that are best left untouched,

I need to let go.

I just want to find happiness.

I feel this anger and hurt through my entire being.

I'm so empty and cold, on fire.

I can't help but think that it's my fault

I just need to know that you care.

Please..

I don't know what I'd do without you, and here I am..

Without you.