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In Vivid Black and White
By: Raijuta Date: June 18, 2014, 9:11 pm
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Describe a color to a person who's been colorblind all their
life. Which color is up to you, but make it abundantly clear
what color you're talking about without saying the color's name
in the description.
(Hint: Try using expression in your description. If you can't
find the visual descriptive words you need, try saying what the
color makes you FEEL)
Quest Value: 1-6 Gold
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Re: In Vivid Black and White
By: LacyMarie Date: June 18, 2014, 9:55 pm
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The smell of fresh cotton sheets as you take them out of the
dryer and the lingering scent of fabric softener fills your
nostrils. It's the taste of vanilla ice cream, the sting of the
treat on your tastebuds on the first bite as the ingredients
harmonize together on your awaiting tongue. Before your
innocence was defiled and buried, it existed on your unkissed
lips when the only person you shared yourself with was yourself.
Or perhaps, it lies in the cold of winter when Jack Frost bit at
your uncovered ears and your toes tucked under your feet to
escape the chill of snow on your shoes.
Trapped in the past, it's there when no one understood what
hazing was or the difference between straight and gay. It was
back before the world subjected us to socially accepted customs
that painted decisive lines between the weird and the 'norm'.
The purity of everything, the right without knowledge of the
wrong. It's not flawed by politically or religiously 'correct'
standards.
It is technically not even a color. It is when the sunlight hits
your eyes and everything becomes blotched out. It is not
molested by any other color, yet, in order for the other colors
to exist besides one other, it must too exist.
It is a blank slate; the thoughtless canvas.
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Re: In Vivid Black and White
By: Maximus Canis Date: December 3, 2014, 8:38 pm
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Green is... Green is pride. The feeling of filtered air, or, the
rustling of tree leaves in the wind. Green is sitting in the
middle of a field and watching the animals past you by in a
calmed daze. It will never disturb you ease, always there as a
mellow reminded. You are alive. That single hand on your
shoulder reminding you to keep your head held high above your
shoulders. Be strong. Sturdy, yet, embracing. Caring for others
despite what they may do to you. That is what green is for em.
The hidden nature of the world.
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Re: In Vivid Black and White
By: Azmeryth Rose Date: December 3, 2014, 8:56 pm
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It's passion, its fire. Its the color you see when anger fills
your core. Its the heat of a warm summers day, the tinge of
guilt you feel when you've done wrong. It's the blood running
through your veins, but only when it hits the surface of your
skin. Its the blush of your cheeks, the shade of your heart.
Its love, and desire long lasting or temporary. There are too
many way to describe it. But I believe the best way would be
to.....think of the sun, not the rays, or the surface, but deep
down inside where the heat must gather. Think of molten rock how
it burns through any surface. Think of the burn on your skin as
it licks at your legs. That angry mark upon your skin when your
lover marks your neck.
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Re: In Vivid Black and White
By: Tirian Date: December 3, 2014, 10:55 pm
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Tranquil as the breath, that flows past an angels lips. Pure as
new fallen snow, yet not nearly as cold. its substance is all,
and it's color everything. All in one light is god among the
color's domain, and the darkness falls short of a flicker
against the immensity within my colorless color. Blank, but
beautiful, as a canvas that only has the first sketches of what
may someday be a multi-billion dollar painting. Plain and
simple, yet more complex than the brightest red, or the darkest
purple. My color is what brings reason and accent to all other
colors.
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Re: In Vivid Black and White
By: guest1220 Date: December 4, 2014, 10:40 pm
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(Not for judging)
I'm here, beneath the smear of your foundation and the patches
of pink formed by blush. You hide me, so others don't see me on
your jawline. I am a product of his anger and your inability to
leave him. I see the way you stare at me when we are alone in
front of the mirror. The way you gently brush your fingers
across me as you arch your neck so that the light catches my
darkest areas. You assess me, as if I were nothing more than a
secret hidden beneath years of broken homes and insecurities.
Sometimes, when he's asleep with his body molded around you at
your back, I feel the warm embrace of your tears.
The ring on your finger scratches me sometimes when you forget
about my presence. I often fade and do not return while he's
happy but we both know I'll be back.
I'm the dark splotches that cry out to those around you to see
the truth. Every ounce of pain you feel, every tear shed, I'm a
reminder of. I live beneath the skin; beneath the lies.
Hopefully, someday you will stop seeing my colors and you will
see the truth of his. Until then, I'll be there. Wedged between
his knuckles, lying on his open palm, I will be waiting to mar
your beauty with somber shades of cruelty.
I'm purple.
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