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  • porosenokp3tr Soon!

    21 Mar 12h59 Responder
  • porosenokp3tr

    Thanks for reply! I am a huge fan of Ryuukishi's works too (I still find them to be absolutely the best) but only have 6000 scrobbles of relevant music over ~2 years… Unfortunately, I find most of Akiko's music somewhat lacking that feeling the album Harmonia had. Still, some individual tracks are indeed brilliant. As for the PS3 ports, it's very nice to have them. The author of the 1080p one you mentioned didn't unfortunately agree to share the engine they developed (I was planning on porting Higurashi someday…). Still, I might port the soon-to-be PS3 release someday.

    18 Fev 15h19 Responder
  • porosenokp3tr

    (Never mind the broken newlines)

    18 Fev 0h04 Responder
  • porosenokp3tr

    >9k of dai how? >15k of akiko how? I mean, that's ~1 month of listening to her assuming that average track duration is 3 minutes

    18 Fev 0h03 Responder
  • MirrorDepth

    Her name is Alice.

    2 Jun 2013 Responder
  • MirrorDepth

    It seems that most of the people have lost their interest in TF2 past this year. When I came back this October I found that all of my favourite servers are literally dead. Steam stats say that the game has constantly ~40k people playing, though... Anyway, lately I've been playing Dark Souls, too. An hour a day, to avoid the frustration and irritation. The multiplayer concept of this game is still pretty vague for me, but I figured players can assist or obstruct other players indirectly, or even invade other people's worlds as Dark Souls / Phantoms (and it only lasts 'till Stage Boss / player's death). There is no actual co-op mode, is there? Borderlands, Trine 2, Magicka, Saint's Row III, The Heist these would do, I guess.. I am pretty sure I am missing on some other co-op games here.

    27 Nov 2012 Responder
  • MirrorDepth

    Good old days. Where did they go... Disturbing is not the word, I was rather surprised to get a word from you since for a long time I had this belief that you are not very fond of and, at some point, despise me. I'm pretty sure that you still do. Still, for that I hold no grudge against you, never did, and I do like your world outlook, tastes and opinion on things. Okay, probably you didn't wanted any response from me at all, and especially such a blabbering one. It's just that I've always wanted to tell that I admire you.

    27 Nov 2012 Responder
  • Siesta-00

    We never saw eye to eye in understanding each other did we? I want you to hear me out one last time on this, because I'm not going to repeat it again. -- Open yourself to others, go outside, converse and take a big deep breath. I want you to be happy. I don't want you to feel lonely or suffer anymore. If I'm not the one that can help you then you are the one that has to help yourself.

    14 Set 2012 Responder
  • Crazy-Moon

    I wasn't thinking among the lines of social networks. But i totally agree.

    2 Mai 2012 Responder
  • Crazy-Moon

    Hello, you don't know me. But I keep bumping into you in various places. Around.

    24 Abr 2012 Responder
  • LordXenon

    Don't even know how I wandered here. Tons of Bioshock and American McGee's Alice love, One Piece fan and not to mention pretty sweet taste (Flashbulb and Stars of the Lid are absolutely amazing). *brofist*

    8 Fev 2012 Responder
  • LordKriot

    You have good views on life :)

    26 Jan 2012 Responder
  • hauntedserenity

    You have a BEAUTIFUL profile page <3

    18 Nov 2011 Responder

Sobre mim

It's a VERY, VERY mad world..

The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows

The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death

The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles

It went like this:

The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies
Picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hair

The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze

I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful -
These are truly the last days"

You grabbed my hand
And we fell into it
Like a daydream
Or a fever

We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death

I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood...

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled

And paced upon the mountains overhead

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

Wherefore my cheeks before their time are wan,

For very weeping is my gladness fled,

Sorrow has paled my young mouth's vermilion,

And Ruin draws the curtains of my bed.

House Of Sorrows of The Midden

'Lovelorn, desperate and ravaged by hope'

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,

To the last syllable of recorded time;

And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death.

Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury

Signifying nothing.

. . .

I don't have the strength to care about anything anymore. I just want to watch the world burn.
How fitting that it will one day become like me -- empty, cold and eventually consisting of nothing.

I've begun my voyage in a paper boat without a bottom. I will fly to the moon in it. I've been folded along a crease in time, a weakness in the sheet of life. Now you've settled on the opposite side of the paper to me. I can see your traces in the ink that soaks through the fibre, the pulped vegetation. When we become waterlogged, and the cage disintegrates, we will intermingle. When this paper aeroplane leaves the cliff edge and carves parallel vapor trails in the dark, we will come together.

The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,
Had hid away earth's old and weary cry.

And then you came with those red mournful lips,
And with you came the whole of the world's tears,
And all the sorrows of her labouring ships,
And all the burden of her myriad years.

And now the sparrows warring in the eaves,
The curd-pale moon, the white stars in the sky,
And the loud chaunting of the unquiet leaves
Are shaken with earth's old and weary cry.

I once more heard the song while the sun set behind the foggy haze of regret. Relentlessly as always, it ripped my heart out, leaving it alone and broken in a sad puddle on this forsaken shoreline. Tonight I will make my ascent and be done with it all.

There's not much left to love,
too tired today to hate,
I feel the empty,
I feel the minute of decay.

I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down

The minute that it's born
It begins to die.
I'd love to just give in,
I'd love to live this lie..

I've been to black and back,
I've whited out my name,
a lack of pain, a lack of hope,
a lack of anything to say.

There is no cure for what is killing me.
I'm on my way down.
I've looked ahead and saw
a world that's dead -
I guess that I am too.

She was from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today
Today to run away

A pill to make me numb
A pill to make me dumb
A pill to make me anybody else
But all the drugs in this world
Won't save me from myself

And I am resigned to this wicked fucking world
On its way to hell
The living are dead and
I hope to join them too
I know what to do and I do it well...

When I hate it I know I can feel but
When you're in love you know it's not real

A loved one laid his head on her lap
red roses fell to the floor
and the world, stood still

My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies
I didn't know what love was on that day
my heart's a tiny bloodclot
I picked at it
it never heals it never goes away

I burned all the good things in The Eden Eye
we were too dumb to run too dead to die

This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'll kill myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
you took the angel away
I'll kill myself to make everybody pay

I would have told her then
she was the only thing
that I could love in this dying world
but the simple word of "love" itself
already died and went away

You could never love me
The sky is black above me
You're a shadow lurking in my mind
And it hurts me all the time

Yeah it hurts me all the time

There is something in you
That turns the black sky pale blue
But you've covered up my eyes
And it hurts me all the time

. . .

. . .

Our heart's a bloodstained egg
we didn't handle with care
it's broken and bleeding
and we can never repair.

Can I go now, 'cause you don't see
That I'm not needed here to be ?
Two steps forward, three steps back,
You can't compensate for what I lack...
Can I go now?

No need to feel the pain
No need to feel betrayed
No need to feel inane
No need to feel afraid.

Wake me up before I die, hold me close
As I gaze upon the sky, comatose
No reason to survive, I suppose
Wake us up before we die

No need to feel desire
(But I need you with me)
No need to feel so small
(But I need to feel secure)
No need to feel the fire
(But I need to feel free)
No need to feel at all
(But I need to know for sure)

Wake me up before I die, hold me close
As I gaze upon the sky, comatose
No reason to survive, I suppose
Wake us up before we die.

When the leaves are fallin'
And the sky turns grey..
May your tears remember
A more joyous day..

I would have lived in envy
Of a world embraced,
But this escape works only
With myself erased...

"I am driven to suicide. It is not about any single event, or person. It is about stubborn sadness, and a detached view of the world. I see my life — so much dreary, mundane, wasted time wishing upon unattainable goals — and I feel little attachment to the future. But it is not so bad, relatively. I exaggerate. In the end, it is that I am (sick of living), unwilling to live in mediocrity. And this is what I have chosen to do about it. There is not much I can say. I am sorry. Try to understand that this is about me and my 'fucked up ideas.' It is not because I was raised poorly. It just is."



"And my deepest inner thoughts are now incommunicatable

Am I insane? I suppose that's debatable.

What exactly is it that makes me so hateable?

Is it my ugly face or my shit personality?

Maybe it's my general divorce from reality.


Childhood trauma, I call it Vitamin T.

It expands your perception, and sets your mind free.

And I think about thinking more than I actually think.

And my thoughts about thinking are driving me to the brink -

either of an epiphany or something far worse.

And if you take anything away from this verse, remember -

CORRUPTION is enlightenment and HOPE is a CURSE."

"Sleeping is a waste of time. I'll have plenty of time to sleep when I'm dead."

"Solitude is a hard won ally, faithful and patient."

We all wear the night..

like a serrated shawl.



I am no longer here.


Transhumanist, Objectivist, Atheist, Anti-religious, Anti-theist, Anti-clericalist, Secular humanist, Misanthrope, Moral nihilist, Existential nihilist.
I am, therefore I will think.


I colour the world with the hues of my madness.

"We all make choices..But in the end, our choices make us."

No Gods. No Kings. Only man.

"What is the difference between a man and a parasite? A man builds. A parasite asks, "Where is my share?" A man creates. A parasite says, "What will the neighbors think?" A man invents. A parasite says, "Watch out, or you might tread on the toes of God..."

A man CHOOSES. A slave obeys.

"It's not the end of the world... But you can see it from here."