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Don't forget to wear purple today.

Started by Mari, October 20, 2010, 05:49:26 am

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Mari

October 20, 2010, 05:49:26 am
Quote from: "Some Blog"It's been decided. On October 20th, 2010, we will wear purple in honor of the 6 gay boys who committed suicide in recent weeks/months due to homophobic abuse in their homes and at their schools. Purple represents Spirit on the LGBTQ flag and that's exactly what we'd like all of you to have with you: spirit. Please know that times will get better and that you will meet people who will love you and respect you for who you are, no matter your sexuality. Please wear purple on October 20th.
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As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Zypher

October 20, 2010, 07:25:07 am #1
I also heard about this and will participate.
Doing a lolhaxx playthrough of WotL 1.3

VampragonLord

October 21, 2010, 01:17:20 pm #2
of all the stuff i own, i dont own anything purple! im not sure how that even HAPPENED, cause i LOVE the color purple T.T
ill try and find some on my way to class, and id really love to participate, i feel so bad for those poor guys.
15:05   slave: consensual slavery is the best thing ever~

dinosaur

October 21, 2010, 02:48:30 pm #3
I wore purple :]

Mari

October 21, 2010, 04:09:56 pm #4
The same thing happened with me, Miku.
Not sure why I don't have any purple.
I have every other colour!
Black, white, green, yellow, red, blue and brown from what I can see by glancing at my wardrobe from here.

Had to go get something purple on the day.
  • Modding version: Other/Unknown
As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Kokojo

October 21, 2010, 04:13:26 pm #5
Why would I honor suicide?

Of course the jerks who pushed them to suicide were asshole, but I don't think wearing purple will change anything to gay-haters, not will it raise ''sprits''. Fuck symbolism, il go burn my own flag, and see if I care.

AKA: Sucks, but no way.
I keep leaving, I keep coming back. Boomerang boy.

Mari

October 21, 2010, 04:22:16 pm #6
Obviously you've never heard of the phrase, "En Memorium"

You're taking it into something more than it needed to be, and in some ways you're are being just as assholish as the people you just insulted.
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As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.

Shade

October 21, 2010, 04:28:59 pm #7
Quote from: "Mari"Obviously you've never heard of the phrase, "En Memorium"

You're taking it into something more than it needed to be, and in some ways you're are being just as assholish as the people you just insulted.

And we care alot...
Upupupu...

Zetsubou

Mari

October 21, 2010, 04:30:35 pm #8
Well you cared enough to post, so something must be there.
Or you might just be a dick.

Locking the topic in any case, because this was for yesterday, not today.
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As the puppeteer pulls His strings,
The fragile doll spreads Her wings.
To dance a ballet as He directs
That is the Curse of the Marionette.

Controlled by a hand far, far above,
Forbidden to care, forbidden to love.
Forever shall She mime what She cannot know,
Until the day She loses her illusory glow.

Propped up on a stilt where wine once stood,
The Marionette is, once more, only wood.
Her glossy eyes have lost their shine,
Her silken hair, turned to twine.

What a fate awaits the poor little doll,
Who dances and runs but cannot stand at all.
And the puppeteer is applauded at the end of every show,
But the audience's joyous response the doll can never know.

I am but a doll on an endless stage,
Dancing for others whilst I slowly age.
My puppeteer sits far above,
Hiding His face behind a white glove.

And when I have aged to nothing but wood,
I will be tucked away in a closet where a doll once stood.
Then, as I gather dust and the world passes by,
I will be forgotten by the vast, blue sky.
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