queenofgames

I sing to the moon my lonely cry

53 Watchers173 Deviations

16.7K

Pageviews

Latest Deviations

See all

Puppet in Power by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Puppet in Power

Puppet in Power A region at war, our people's last plight. A useless struggle, our own senseless fight. I stand on the mountain, my dagger stained red. I must now go to sleep, prepare my mortal bed. Hark, the dove, is said to bring peace. Please, sweet bird, make the battles cease. I stagger like a drunkard, lungs gasping for air. As I strain under grief I put on myself to bear. A country in ruins, a battle fought on. A puppet in power, a bureaucrat's pawn. I fall to the ground, soul burned pitch black. All the poor mortals, bodies I did hack. Hark, the angel, bearer of good news. The dreamers' idol, a peasant's great muse. Let

Madame Reaper's Lips by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Madame Reaper's Lips

Madame Reaper's Lips I never saw the road ahead, For my future full of dread. I walked alone, my gift a curse, Carrying me in blackened hearse. In the moonlight shining cold, The sea alive with ships. I only saw her locks of gold, And glass upon her lips. At last the clouds had moved away, To bring the dawn of day. I raised my voice to call her name, To call the Reaper's dame. In the light of breaking dawn, I'd write a thousand scripts. If only just to kiss the swan, With glass upon her lips. With her dress of gossamer, My vision soon did blur. Her steps were light, left not a track, For on this realm, her body lack. In t

Crying by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Crying

The worst part of crying isn't the wet skin, the sore red eyes, the scratched and runny nose. The worst thing about crying is that empty feeling in the pit of your stomach after you're done. Like even though you're done, you've lost part of yourself. And if you think about that aching hole for too long, it gets even more painful, and you start crying again. And you just can't stop. It's an endless cycle, a circle of tears and ache and emptiness. And there's always that hopeless, helpless feeling as you're crying. Like anyone can come and make you smaller than an ant, so tiny and worthless even those you trust and love can stomp you out of exi

Love Me by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Love Me

Hey, you. Yeah you. You see me, right? I stand out, don't I? Sure, I look weird, but plain too, right? I mean, my clothes stand out, but everything else is nothing, right? I mean, my shoes are old and dirty and need duct tape, my skin's pale but not vampire pale, my eyes aren't anything special, so why would you notice me anyway, right? Hell, even you don't stand out much. I mean, really. You're cute and all, but you don't pop like those steroid-shooting, protein pill-popping jocks who can't spell their own name. Your hair doesn't scream, "LOOK AT ME!", your eyes don't glow like the sun and the moon, hell, we're both a couple of nobodies, ri

Ring by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Ring

Ring Her smile tells of many joys, But her tears of many pains. She moves with grace, she moves with poise, But in her heart it always rains. Her arms are like water, Flowing and free. Her legs move like willows. Beauty jubilee. Her body's the music, It moves with grand grace. Her heart aches with worry, It shows up on her face. Her costumes are true splendor, Orange and red and gold. They never show her sorrow, Both of new and old. Her voice rings with beauty, Soft as autumn night. Her eyes mask her anguish, Failure in her fight. Yet she still dances, Without her wedding ring. Now she knows the meaning, Of how to tru

Let Me Be Your by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Let Me Be Your

Let Me Be Your… Let me be your paradox. Let me be Pandora's Box. Let me be your stones and rocks, All that moves you, all that shocks. You see me in the corner, You hear me with the wind. The air has gotten warmer, My patience all but thinned. Let me be your paradox. Let me be Pandora's Box. Let me be your stones and rocks. All that moves you, all that shocks. You want me to come closer, You want my loving arms. Let's thank our lives' composer, You found my ghostly charms. Let me be your paradox. Let me be Pandora's Box. Let me be your stones and rocks. All that moves you, all that shocks. You move to kiss my pale ha

Bloodied Dove by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Bloodied Dove

Bloodied Dove To walk alone on this empty road, That shall be my fate. To feel the pains, both new and old, Until my final date. If I cry a sea of tears, Would any of you care? If I told you all my fears, Would you also share? To cry into the moonless night, That shall be my life. To always fail in Love's grand fight, Losing in my strife. If I asked for your true love, Would you give me what it brings? For I am the lonely, bloodied dove, Who flies with broken wings.

Am I Dead? by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Am I Dead?

Am I Dead? Is this real? Did I cry? What's the deal? Did I die? Blood's pooling all around me, Smoke filling up the air. Maybe this was meant to be, To die in evening's lair. Am I here? Was it true? Did I tear? Is it through? Hope's changing into sorrow, Heart fighting to survive. Won't live to see tomorrow No longer fight to thrive. What was done? Will I live? Had I won? Did I give? Life's draining from my body, With every single drop. With pure hate, I embody, The lust to fight and chop. Is this it? Last desire? In the pit? Hell's great fire? Hate tears apart my sadness, Transforming it to black. My sanity t

Three Little Words by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Three Little Words

Three Little Words Once again my feet do burn, Bleeding, red, and raw. From the past there's much to learn, All the things I saw. How can three little words make me feel this way? I simply want to cry, How can three little words really change my day? No longer wish to die. I trip and fall into the dirt, Crying silently. I never thought of how it hurt, Beating violently. How can three little words make me feel this way? I only want to fly, How can three little words really change my day? To reach and touch the sky. Hands soon lightly touch my face, Caring, soft, and warm. Healing wound and broken heart, Calm before the

Paradox by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Paradox

Paradox Skies that rain but never cloud. Thunder booms without a sound. Land of water, never flood. Soil soaked but never mud. My world is a riddle, True yet false. My world is a nightmare, Kind but cruel. Clouded sky, darkness in night. Clearing of sky, moon shine bright. Rain of summer, cold as ice. Solemn sentence, oh so nice. My mind is my master, Harsh yet soft. My mind is my prison, Closed but free. Endless night, bright as the day. Cleansing raindrops, turning gray. Voice unspoken, always heard. Lips of stone form many word. My soul is my torture, Forever yet not. My soul is my burden, Heavy but light.

See All

Featured Gallery

See all

Chapter 1 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Yami, Joey, Tea, Tristan, and Christine sat in their small jet airplane seats. Yami had the window seat, Christine sat next to him, Tea in the aisle seat, Joey across the aisle, and Tristan with the opposite window seat. "Man," Joey said, "that airport was confusing. And all those security guards made me feel like there was gonna be a raid." "Hey, remember when they made you take off your shoes. I thought the whole terminal would pass out." Tristan quickly added. "Quiet Tristan. It's not too late to push you outta this plane." Yami looked out the window as the plane started to taxi on the runway. "Hey Christine, where are we go

Chapter 2 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Yami, Tea, Joey, Tristan, and Christine were in the plane arriving from Japan to Milwaukee. As it was taxiing to the terminal entrance, Christine decided to tell everyone about her friends and family. "My mom is pretty nice. She likes to go to the malls for clothes. I say that unless it's for an important event or coats, I'm happy shoping at WalMart and Target. My mom has light blonde hair and blue eyes. My dad was a bit more strict, but we had more fun together. He was the only one who would take me to rummage sales. He has dark brown hair and brown eyes. My little sisteris a, how should I put this, devil-in-disquise. She's only n

Chapter 3 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 Christine, Yami, Joey, Tea, Tristan, Bakura, Duke, and Christine's parents sat in the van going to Christine's house from the airport. They were going to drop off their luggage and then go to the Golden Corral. "Hey Christine," Joey said, "you never told us your parent's names." "I'm Ruth." Christine's mom said. "Ruth Watson." "And I'm Neal." Christine's father said. "And if any of you boys try to do anything to my daughter, I've got a twelve-gauge shotgun in the garage and I'm not afraid to use it." All the boys stared at Neal. Bakura turned as white as his hair. Duke and Tristan jumped so high they almost hit the roof of the

Chapter 4 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Christine, Clara, Yami, Joey, Tristan, Duke, Bakura, Eddie, Andy, Ruth, and Neal sat at a huge table at the resturant Golden Corral. Christine sat next to Yami, Tristan sat next to Christine, Clara next to Tristan, Duke next to Clara, Bakura next to Duke, Joey next to Bakura, Tea next to Joey, Ruth next to Tea, Neal next to Ruth, Eddie next to Neal, and Andy next to Eddie. Everyone had a plate full of their favorite food and a glass of soda. "So Cece, tell me what I missed." Christine said. "Well, I got tricked at Summerfest. I heard on the radio that Eminem would be there. It turned out that there were just tickets for a concert

Chapter 5 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Yami, Christine, Tea, Tristan, Joey, Bakura, Duke, Clara, Eddie, Andy, Ruth, and Neal sat in the living room of the second floor of Christine's house. They had just gotten a letter from Kaiba, who went missing a few days earlier. "Should we open it?" Tea asked. "You remember what happened when Pegasus sent the video tape." Yami said. "Yeah, so hold onto something nailed to the floor and hope we get out okay." Joey said. "Well, here goes everything.'' Christine said as she opened the letter. "Hey, it's just a letter. Hand written, but kind of rushed." "What does it say?" Yami asked. "Here, I'll read it out loud." Christine sai

Chapter 6 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 Christine, Yami, Tristan, Joey, Tea, Bakura, and Duke sat in the living room of Christine's house. The next day, they would be leaving for the northern part of Namekagon Lake. Kaiba sent them a letter for them to meet him there. Although it only asked for Yami and Christine to go, Tea, Joey, Duke, Bakura, and Tristan would go too. "The letter said this would be like a camping trip, so only pack what is nessicary." Christine said. "No purses or make-up. Only one change of clothes. It might be smart to wear comfy clothes and shoes. We might have to do a lot of walking." "No make-up!?!" Tea whined. "You won't need it. That's just e

Chapter 7 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 7

Chapter 7 Yami, Joey, Christine, Tea, Bakura, Duke, Tristan, Ruth, and Neal were in the van, about to meet Kaiba at Namekagon Lake. Christine was looking over the knife she just recieved from her father. The blade was very unusual to her. All the hunting knives she had seen in the stores were silvery gray. This one had a blueish tint. When she looked at it one way, it was silver, if she turned it, it started to give off a blueish hue. It's shape was also wierd. It was like a small, double-edged sword. Most knives only had one sharp side. Even the handle was different. It had a large gem in it that would change colors. One moment it was an ic

Chapter 8 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Yami, Christine, Joey, Tea, Tristan, Bakura, and Duke were sleeping at the campsite. Christine woke up first, and began to clean up the area. She wanted to leave the area as soon as possible, and continue to head west to the lake. She picked up her knife and belt and put it on. When she tried to fold up her blanket to put away, she stepped on a stick and broke it with a loud snap. "Whatever you want, just take it and let me live!" Joey screamed, jumping up and waking everyone. "What happened?" Bakura asked, half asleep. "Joey thinks he heard someone coming to kill him." Tristan said sarcasticly. "Sorry Joey. I didn't mean to w

Chapter 9 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Yami, Christine, Tea, Tristan, Joey, Duke, and Bakura were walking west, trying to make it to the lake before dark. Julie had just protected Christine from an evil butterfly, and Christine could now tell what animals were thinking, not just how they felt. And she could tell them how she feels. "So," Tea said, "how much farther until we see the lake?" "Probably not much more. It's starting to get a little cooler, and I'm starting to smell alot of water. So we must be getting close." "You can smell water?" Yami asked "Yeah, I have a slightly stronger nose than most people. I can smell water, tell if it's going to rain, and I can

Chapter 10 by queenofgames, literature

Literature

Chapter 10

Chapter 10 Yami, Christine, Bakura, Joey, Duke, Tristan, Tea, and Kaiba sat in the large room at the inn. Kaiba had just given Christine a knife just like hers and a small stone tablet with two dragons chasing each other in a circle and a pheonix in the middle. Christine gave the other knife to Yami, who wore it around his waist like Christine did. "What does this stone mean?" Christine asked herself. "Man, this room is nice." Joey said. "Yeah, these beds are soft and comfy." Tea replied. "Who knew there would be a town right by the lake?" Tristan said. "It's nice here. It's quiet and peaceful here." Bakura said. Yami looked at Christi

Watchers 53

See all

NarusakiTakahashi-17

Gabygaby16

cawnlol

Jpstudios11

TheLyingLemming

fuzed-ice

Slurendem

sakuraanime2

DepressedInPain

ThePerfectCross

Mafkiller

Kem-Pet-Unsu-and-JCG

Watching 79

See all

Jintetsu

Kem-Pet-Unsu-and-JCG

Didip

shiningcharizard

DFPFF

Jeanne-chan

VisceralCarnage

ReRinaAella

N4Z4R3N3

CrimsonNova

tashlowiussy

imaginationstarie13

YukiAndBakura

sapphireQueen

YuginaMutou

About queenofgames

See all

Artist

United States
Deviant for 18 years
www.quizilla.com/users/queenofgames1990
She / Her

Badges

My Bio

Current Residence: The worst part of Milwaukee a.k.a the South Side
Favourite genre of music: Yu-Gi-Oh soundtracks, Phantom of the Opera soundtrack, and the Dr. Demento CDs I took from my dad.
Favourite photographer: Me, Because I don't know any other photographers
Favourite style of art: Any Yu-Gi-Oh fanart.
Operating System: I'm not a doctor, but I liked the frog disection in middle school. Cutting off Kermet's le
MP3 player of choice: I wish I had one. I'm stuck with a five year old CD player
Shell of choice: Turtle shells.
Wallpaper of choice: Yu-Gi-Oh wallpapers. Especialy ones with only Yami.
Skin of choice: KFC original chicken. I hate the spicy.
Favourite cartoon character: Yami, Yami Yugi, Yami no Yugi, Yami no Yuugi, Pharaoh Atem, Pharaoh Atemu, he has too many names.
Personal Quote: I'm not obsessed, I'm addicted, and I don't want help.

Favourite Visual Artist

Anyone who draws Yami and Kazuki Takahashi

Favourite Movies

Yu-Gi-Oh The Movie and Phantom of the Opera

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Anyone who has a song about Yu-Gi-Oh.

Favourite Writers

Me, Jack London, J.K. Rowling, and anyone who writes good Yu-Gi-Oh fanfictions.

Favourite Games

All Yu-Gi-Oh games and the Final Fantasy games

Favourite Gaming Platform

Anyone. Mainly those hunting games with the fake rifle. They are so fun.

Tools of the Trade

A computer, mouse, keyboard, and printer.

Other Interests

Yu-Gi-Oh, Yami, Atemu, Atem, and the Pharaoh

Posts

See all

queenofgames

Jul 19, 2008

Back

0 min read

Okay, so I returned. No second part, it got canceled. I really hate this new layout, so confusing and seems glitchy. Like, everything goes by slower, it takes ages to delete watch stuff. Like, I got home, came on, and was all, "O.o? WTF?" *has considered dropping dA*

Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In

queenofgames

Jul 6, 2008

Leaving

0 min read

Summer camp is the reason. Basically, I will be gone almost a month. Most likely will not log on. Gods this is gonna suck.

Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In

queenofgames

Jun 7, 2008

Taggled

0 min read

Rules of Tag: 1. Post these rules. 2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about yourself on your journal. 3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal. 4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them. 5. No tag-backs FACT #1: I like string cheese. n.n Part of living in Wisconsin FACT #2: The FBI is following me. >.> .> FACT #3: I'm currently single and loving it. n.n FACT #4: Bacon is amazing. 'Nuff said. FACT #5: I'm going to have my senior year in a school other than the one I spent 3 years in. FACT #6: I don't like being around traintracks when trains come by. Blam