Minecraft Username: Gravenfire45 Server Rank: former pwego student A little about yourself (including your gender): Male, i live central USA, i like to take hikes and i like to take walks in forests :3
dordsor21 - Athion Member (Former Mithrintia T1) Cursed be the fool that dare steal from this man Filthy squires that intrude upon intellect As Edison preyed upon Tesla So did a friend upon this person A creator, an artist A man of nobility that shines in his golden armor A phoenix A bird of fire that shares its warmth with others But so greedy the populace that his blaze was robbed But no matter, the phoenix shall slump into the darkness and fade into the ashes Only to be born anew More powerful More glorious And the skies shall darken, as the moon shrouds the sun in oblivion A moon that brings inundations and high tides The clouds will rise, like anvils, and bring about monsoons The deserts shall rage and sting with sand that whips throughout the land The plague shall feed upon the innocent But no matter The air shall crackle and burn The sands of the seas shall melt The oceans shall boil As the phoenix burns azure with fury and energy And many a swine shall attempt to make do like Prometheus But without a titan's body, they shall shrivel in the heat of the creator With his infinite imagination and intellect, dreaming of justice and forgiveness With forever a fire in his heart dordsor21
Minecraft Username: DonyCro (My friends acc, but when I buy myself one the name will be tonicel) Server Rank: I never played any of the servers (Coz I didn't had this friends acc) but I was in the mithrintia forums A little about yourself (including your gender): My names Toni I'm 17, I'm from Croatia, male, and I speak 3 languages (Croatian, German, English) and 1 dead language (Latin). Umm...I have a twin brother, I'm currently in the Economics HighSchool err....I play Minecraft since 2010 and hmm... Oh I love Creepers, I love and..... OH WAIT! I forgot the Most important thing! I LIKE MY LITTLE PONY (Yes I'm a Brony) Rarity is the best pony <33 ;) /)
XxMX26xX - Athion Member (Former Mithrintia T1) A sentinel Skin of bronze, each footstep accompanied by a clang Of faded brown, now chipping away with green Walking liberty, lacking a torch Without a light to guide "huddled masses yearning to breathe free" A mouth that exhales not the gaseous essence of plants, but rather, thick clouds of water vapor Of steam Clouds that veil a mouth of gnashing cogs and gears Clockwork set to tick away for many eons more Flickering filaments of tungsten that glow bright yellow Illuminating behind quartz portholes that gaze into the world Glowing eyes that have stood the test of time for three hundred and thirty three generations Decaying, seemingly immortal in a body of iron So ironic, the steam which powers is the same steam which wastes away Which corrodes A curse, a suffering Both living, and dying Unable to cross over, for he embodies the middle line Blurred is the ink boundary that separates life from death And so the sentinel treks across the nuclear wasteland In search of life A blooming flower that greets the sun In a land of death XxMX26xX
Written and posted on September 6th, 2014. This is the official Athion opening day. Stamog - Athion Administrator A kiss to the earth And the crumbly brown sprouts out with curling green tendrils Baby hands that explore and grasp Curious, adventurous He looks up Pellets of water, a clap, and soon, a grand applause A shower that gives a standing ovation And as he walks away, the desert now a jungle The jungle rustles its grand leaves, a final cry of happiness Of vitality Of an impossible life otherwise denied by every impossibility Before it is robbed of its life by a blazing inferno For one million years, death chases him But immortal is he, for a clasp on him death does not have A great escape artist, striking hollow hairs of magenta Hummingbirds and bumblebees that flutter their wings around tubules of nectar A glistening mouth that drips with honey, gold and sticky Eyes of marble, irises of crystal Gleaming with striking sapphire blues and emerald greens Iridescent is his skin, pulsating with fantastic hues Beautiful deep reds swathe over his body Orange waves wash over him A living tattoo, with fish of yellow and green prancing in and out of existence Deep blues and indigoes prance about like deer, clashing dark antlers before dissipating into dust Purple skies that complete the mood, his body now a scenic moving landscape Bright, for the shades together bring white But forever is he stalked by his twin Whereas he himself brings life His opposite twin brings death If the trees sprout, the fire incinerates If the rivers flow, the oceans boil If the sun burns, the moon shrouds If the grasses of the plain dance under the wind, punctuated by beautiful flowers of amber and pink, then the deserts will scorch and whip up a blistering sandstorm For we are all blessed by the light But cursed to end by the darkness A pitch black formed as well by all the visible hues under the stars And so he prances with himself Himself slowly wasting away, flickering like a candle While his dark opposite feeds and grows ever stronger Light and dark Happiness and grief Order and entropy Life And death Stamog