Russian Roulette
One press of the trigger,
And in an instant,
The glorious cycle could be over
Six cylinders, dictating life and death
Which will be the one
To make it all end?
The thrill, the anticipation
It's a twisted game
The players participate
For the rush of danger,
Exhilaration they've never felt before
Is it really worth it?
That's for the participants to decide
As the cold, metallic gun
Is passed around
Yet again
Knight of Ratatosk
Ratatosk Ratatosk
With his dark centurian aloft
A split and severed soul
that’s not entirely as soft.
A drop of courage; a touch of magic,
“turns dreams into reality”
So raise thy sword, awaken thy army
And collect those cores powered by unity.
Walking hand in hand with the Queen of Love,
though dual souls clash at counter octaves.
A journey through time
an RPG like no other;
Adventurizing the ruins of divine
It’s an emotional rollercoaster.
From Luin to Palmacosta to Altamira to Izoold,
this game holds my tales of inspiration,
and a strong recomendation from me to you.
*Inspired by Tales of Symphonia Dawn of the New World. See opening in comments (if interested)
A Tribute to Lotte’s Forest: Tales of Love
Red, Violet, Gold,
Forests of the strong and bold.
Black, Silver, White,
It’s not right
To say goodbye.
Farewell my favorite app game,
I hope you come back better than before.
It won’t be the same, please remain,
I adore and beg for more.
Licht the Frog Prince of White,
Says, “Everything will be alright.”
But the little frog inside
Says, “I want to stay by your side . . .”
Orkan the Cat Knight of Gold,
Says, “A frown doesn’t suit you, milady.”
But underneath your red hat, your heart
Says, “Don’t look at me that way . . .”
Schwarz the lonely Beast of Black,
Says, “Enough crying, I will hold you.”
But deep in those cresent-moon eyes
Says, “I don’t want you to go . . .”
Please stay, I beg of you,
My ending has not come true.
I don’t want to say adieu.
The Black Wizard, Ubel,
Says, “Aren’t you glad to be rid of me?”
But that little boy of many names
Says, “Princess, hear my plea . . .”
The Forest of Roots is disappearing,
Shutting down so quickly,
Without the perfect ending.
My heart will break in pain
This game of unique bachelors
Will never be seen again.
(I wish Abracadabra Games could see this . . .)
