*Apocalyptic-Bob
Niles D McDonald - Status: deviantART Subscriber
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- Offline for 3d 3h 5m 51s
- Deviant since May 16, 2007, 7:23 PM
- Subscribed until May 24, 2008, 11:26 AM
- 69 Deviations
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FiredCheap neon bulbs whine down at me, filling the room with an eerie, pulsating light. Old cardboard stink wafts through the room, adding a menacing feeling to the white walls, white tiles, and high ceilings.Fired
An ugly man glares at me, from behind a thick pare of round bifocals, his patching skin and visible scalp red with rage, and his thin, receding hair standing on edge.
His screams echo through the storage room, drowning the light’s complaints, and likely disturbing a few customers, on the other side of the thick door.
Soon he hands me an a
in Open 4d 4h ago
MissionStaring out the window, of the fourth-story apartment, into the orange a brown air, of a hot, dusty New York summer morning.Mission
The coffee maker clicks on noisily enough to make me jump. I remember my objective, and begin to search the room.
I walk to the mantle, and begin tearing away photos, photos of friends, photos of family, photos of childhood, knocking everything onto the
in Open 4d 5h ago
DraftYou’re in the army now, son. Leave your old family behind, and come and meet your new brothers! They’ll be happy to see you.Draft
You’re in the army now, son. It’s time to leave college, you won’t need it here. We’ve got plenty of teachers, so you can learn how to kill.
You’re in the army now, son. So sop complaining! We know you don’t want to be here, but we don’t have time for your moping.
You’re in the army now, son. Forget your plans, they’re irrelevant. You were selected, that
in Open 4d 5h ago
Beating the HeatSummer heat radiates from the angry black asphalt, pluming in chameleon ripples, onto the horizon, and with it, the hard stink of tar.Beating the Heat
Sunglasses discarded due to metal burns, we begin the long march, from the air-conditioned oasis of the movie theatre, to the freedom of the air-conditioned car, provided we survive.
The thirty feet to the car appear to stretch on, forever. Through sand, ash, and mountain passes we trek, and eventually reach the promised land of car.
When we finally think long enough to unlock the doors, we are hit by
in Open 5d 4h ago
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Mom, I Might Be An Anarchisthey mom, i'm thirteen years today and i think i might be a rebel.Mom, I Might Be An Anarchist
i heard this distorted song radiating from the speakers of a 4runner the driver was breathing through a cigarette
hey mom, today i bought my first punk rock CD and learned how to properly use profanity. the lead singer hated his dad and i was alright with that.
hey mom, i think i have a mohawk.
we sat under the bridge
like we were badass. and one of my friends stole some cigarettes from his dad.
we smoked the whole pack and stum
by ~PrettyInQuotes
Tim Horton Saw it ComingYou don't ever eat anything cooked in oil, not even homemade doughnuts. That kind of self-denial can be healthy, I guess.Tim Horton Saw it Coming
You prefer the spelling "donuts." It's so much less complicated. But that's so unlike you.
Obsessing over him could kill you unless you just give him enough of you to keep you both satisfied.
I guess it's too late for that advice now.
Sometimes I'm afraid for you because you've convinced yourself you are so happy. You have yet to convince me. And unless joy is truly as simple as it looks in the movies, some amuse
by ~sinisterguffaw
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Devious Information
- Emailniles.mcdonald@gmail.com
- Current Age: 18
- Current Residence: Washington (though my heart is cliché-idly in New York)
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: The biggest they have (I like baggy clothes)!
- Print preference: Times New Roman 12
- Interests: New York, Poetry, Fiction, Alternative Music, General Oddity
- Favourite movie: Roadside Prophets
- Favourite band or musician: Can't choose.
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative
- Favourite artist: Beloved Creature
- Favourite poet or writer: Langston Hughes
- Favourite photographer: Evan Derikson
- Favourite style or digital art: Blood splatter patterns?
- Operating System: Vista
- MP3 player of choice: I still only have MP2s...
- Shell of choice: Crab!
- Wallpaper of choice: Something with kittens...
- Skin of choice: I do like Jessica Alba's pigmentation.
- Favourite game: System Shock 2
- Favourite gaming platform: Table?
- Favourite cartoon character: David Bowie on The Venture Brothers
- Personal Quote: Cynisism is the stone on which experiance is sharpened into wisdom.
- Tools of the Trade: Cynisism, boredom, bipolarity, fingers, laptop, pen, ink, paper, eyes, ears, and muse.
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Devious Comments
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In the process of perfecting the art of being me...
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Once you choose hope, anything's possible. ~Christopher Reeve
“Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.”
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...looking...
Wow! You really are a brilliant poet, aren't you?
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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I'm sane. It's the world that's crazy. --Kariya Jin (Bleach 108)
cheese
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Cheese for everyone
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"no no no... these aren't mine..."
"how can you be so sure... you left yours here the other day didn't you?"
*stares* "Mine were black,....These are brown..."
"...ah...."
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mrow?
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Spelling is all right, but, like chastity, you can carry it too far.
-Mark Twain
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Cheese for everyone
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"no no no... these aren't mine..."
"how can you be so sure... you left yours here the other day didn't you?"
*stares* "Mine were black,....These are brown..."
"...ah...."
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mrow?
nice answer on the skin of choice
and i'm quite honored to be your favorite photographer
I wish I had something clever to say.
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...looking...
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