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Moth King of Moths
|Joined: June 23, 2016||Active Kith: Incandescent|
|Birthday: April 27||Kith Alliances: 7|
|I am: The Moth King||Forum Posts: 1907|
|Call me: YOUR MOTHJESTY||Website: N/A|
|Cheers: 123||Gallery: View|
|Wishes Granted: 518||Wishlist: View|
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The Broken Lantern What is a lantern that holds no light? What is an object with no worth? What does it mean to have purpose? What’s the point of existence without worth? Use? Purpose? The sun must set and the moon must rise. The curtains must open and close. The lights must shine. Why else would these things exist? Without purpose they are garbage, simple as that. The world casts away those without purpose. Useless. Worthless. So what is a lantern that cannot hold light? Shattered and splintered, no glass to hold a flame no frame to hold the glass, purpose lost and gone forever. Useless. It hadn’t always been broken, of course. It remembers the days when it was held by a hand in the darkness, lit by a hot, burning flame. Something so small able to fill an entire room, to create a path, to show the way. Bright eyes would watch it in the darkness, stare at the flickering candlelight till the moment it burned down to wax and drip out onto the stage floor. Then the eyes would reach out and light another candle. And it would shine for them, for their bright eyes and eager smile. Now it lies alone in the dark, not even enough to be thrown with the other trash. All it wanted was to shine. All it had ever wanted was to shine. How pitiful you are, to sit in your melancholy and wallow in your worthlessness. If you want to be more than you should, you cannot simply mope about. That is what makes you garbage; not the break but these pathetic feelings. But it doesn’t have a purpose? What is a lantern that cannot be lit? Why should it exist at all? Nothing is meaningless until it is ash. I suppose you could be burned down, but what a waste that would be. I will give you a new reason to exist. I will make you strong and give you light. You will shine once again. Serve and you will have purpose. It doesn’t understand, but it accepts. What else is it to do? What else is it to be? It doesn’t know how to make decisions. For so long all it was was a lantern. Now the light it has been given is a forever purpose, and it has a task. As given, it lights the dark for others, becomes the bright eyes that search among the shadows. It’s nice, to be useful again. But there are no more smiles when it casts its light. The dull eyes that are caught by its flame are frightened. They shake and they falter, they run and they hide once again from its glow. All it had wanted was to shine, for someone to watch that shine. Forever useful. Beautiful. Right. The eyes don’t want to watch the light anymore. They are afraid of it. It isn’t happy about the frowns and the fear, but it cannot ask for more. Why should it? It was garbage; useless, pathetic trash that could only exist to sit and think of its lack of reason. It was given a second life, and now it must take that life as handed to it. Why else should it be anything else? Why would it dare ask for more? The moment comes like a wave across the stage. It can feel it down to the wood panels of the stage, across all the gaff tape and the spotlights, among every set piece and prop. One moment it’s on alert, the next it suddenly…It’s indescribable, the feeling of losing what the Narrator gave. Perhaps there were others that did not feel this way, but…It felt so alone. A sudden loss of direction, once again in the abyss of loneliness. It’s strings had been cut, but…Well, it had no moves of its own. A lantern is just a tool, it isn’t supposed to think for itself. It isn’t supposed to ask questions. It’s not supposed to want more, to want anything at all. Just like before, it was without purpose. Only…Unlike before it wasn’t broken. The light that the Narrator had granted it was still shining bright within its broken glass, even as the last wisps of his presence faded into the tatters. Perhaps now…It wasn’t very likely, but maybe bright eyes would smile again. The decision not to take a kith from the Shadow Stage was a conscious one. To him it felt kind of like stealing from something that was never supposed to own. To speak to these kith, to care, it all felt like betrayal, like a symbol of all that had fallen. So, he had not allied with one, though he had the nest to do so. He didn’t want this representation of the events that took place at the Shadow stage to be with him, not when it ended so badly. The whole remnant felt like a heartache. Felt broken and cold. Even so, the stage was comfortable. Quiet and dark spaces drifted between the bright stage lighting and constant thrum of lines and voices and living. It had been peaceful before the fall, but now it bursts with energy as the fear ebbs away to living lives without strings. So, he seeks out the silence again, and in a dark corner he finds only a soft light. The castwick is sitting amongst a pile of boxes, motionless and dull. It shines like a firefly, a barely there glow. Still, it’s beautiful, and he’s drawn to it. Drawn to that tiny flame. And even in such a dark place, he smiles. The light smiles back.
Sirius Site contest? He's hosting a contest? Can I join? Please please please I wanna join! Will I get to see him if I join? I'm gonna enter! OKAY OKAY OKAY???? Hi hi hi hi!! My name's Sirius and I'm a wolf! Awoo!! Just like that lady on the Stage with all the arrows, right? I know, technically I'm a ferrec but...I'd make a really cool wolfie, right??? RIGHT?? Oooooh or maybe I could be a witchy! The Witch has all sorts of tasty treats. Have you seen the mice that run around there? Tasty tasty!! What's that? Oh right right right there's a theme. Alliances? You mean like me and Moth?? Okay okay so I'll tell you how we met, huh? Well my original ally didn't want me anymore so I was left with big goat lady :c she was real nice but I wanted an ally. But then the sheep lady went to the Stage to go watch a show, and I followed her aaaaalllll the way there!! I didn't get to see the show, though :c It was real sad, cause Moth talks about the Narrator all the time and he seems SO COOL!!! I wanted to see his work :cccc But if he's judging this I get to meet him now, right??? RIGHT???? Oh um right, Moth and I. So I was on the stage and I got real lost and the llama lady disappeared so I was lookin for sweets and chasin after this sugar mouse when all of a sudden WHAM I hit a wall!! But the wall was actually a person, it was a Moth!!! He picked me up and said it wasn't safe to run around like that and then he offered me sweets so I licked his nose and we became best friends!!! He gives me all the books (my favourite are the ones by the Narrator!!! there's one about the wolfie AWOO!!) he can find, and shares his tasty fabrics with me, and his candy and I haven't got lost again since! I'm gonna be his guard wolfie forever! Awoo!!
Accrual basis accounting requires the capitalization of interest when recording building expenditures. As accrual basis accounting is required by GAAP, it is necessary to understand capitalization. All construction projects must be properly capitalized to properly record fixed assets. Remember, capitalization only occurs when an entity is constructed that is to be used by the company or sold/leased to consumers. Land is not included in the capitalization process and undergoes a separate asset recording protocol. To understand capitalization, we must first Okay are they gone yet? Sorry for the subterfuge but I didn't want the peanut gallery to catch on. Once again they seek to destroy something beautiful, and I cannot sit by and let them. [@Celariel] greetings Dragon. I come not to speak to you, but to your advisor. Good day dear Narrator, it's so lovely to hear from you again. I've been waiting so long for your inevitable return, patiently standing idle till this time. I always knew you would return, that this day would come. There was never a doubt in my mind, darling. I have news for you, if you wish for it. The dissenters of this reign have been hiding from the eyes of the forest kith, but it is perhaps too easy to learn their plans and secrets when they see one as a friend. I'm willing to share this information with you, should you request it. Of course, this is not a conversation to have candidly, and I do believe the best way to share information is with step and heart. It was my dearest wish to ask for your hand during the gala, but as I could not, I will do so now. The Narrator, The Creator, The Author, The Advisor; would you do me the honour of granting me a dance?
I am the Moth, King of Moths! Also known as 'resident royalty' and 'the guy crying in the corner'.
You may refer to me as "your Mothjesty", "Sire", "your Worship", or, simply, Moth. Either way you should refer to me using he/him pronouns and the proper royal greeting.
All moths are my subjects by default, but if anyone wants to join my kingdom, all you must do is ask. My army is currently recruiting, as we are in need of soldiers to fight in the impending Great Squirrel War.
Approach me with topics of cosplay, video games, theatre, and trees, and I will answer with much interest. Is not gay for tree (is really gay for tree). Is not all blushy for a fish girl (you know he c;). Self proclaimed Narrator's #1 fan, but considering how many fans there are of him, it's not too unlikely.
If you're new and you got a wishlist grant from me, it means I was prowling the welcome threads.
I've reached the point where I have more art than profile, so here's an album: Here
Lovely to meet you! c:
Storytime Corner (canon book based writing thread)
Moth Coat of Arms by Himothchi (i luv it)
Moth Kingdom Members:
Ser Laurel Nobilis, Knight of Grace
Knight Lieutenant Umbralumen
Ser Lapin litenkanin
Snek Knight Grand Officer Voldemortimer
the Most Honourable Himothchi, Marquis de Moths
Kochab, Knave of Moths, Master of Mischief and Mayhem
Skeleboy Mafic, the One With the Shovel
Sir Elfy, Knight of Cabbage
Ser Shazzbaa Knight of the Cute
Ser Boo the Incorrigible
Ser Parda, the Nerd
Picture by Schience (Who I love very very much)
"A benevolent and cheerful ruler, usually accompanied by his loyal subjects. What do you mean they're butterflies? No- stop! Ok- same difference, really!!" -Quinineer
"owns many moths, they are good and pure moths. A big fan of the tree people, very good. Has a very nice totally-not-butterflies outfit! Impressive typing skills for a moth. Better than me! 10/10" -TheHeroicOne
"A moth with a keyboard. A very good moth that loves trees and his subjects. Likes theatre quite a bit. Overall, one of the most interesting and kind moths I have ever met." -Pastelion
"A wonderful moth friend and benevolent ruler, who never ceases to bring a smile to my face (along with their subjects). Really loves the Dryads (and therefore has good taste). Sent everyone super sweet Palentine's gifts. 10/10 would befriend again. I just hope they don't get too tired hopping from key to key!" -Himochi
"The coolest Moth King around, beautiful color pallet happening on their avatar rn. Is currently blind I think? also i heard they were gay for tree" -Flowerly
Picture by Ko
Morty is the BEST and keeps drawing cute pictures
Morty is beautiful and lovely and very much loved. I love Morty more than silk.