I am a werewolf. My name is Ren Black, I am 18 and that is all you will ever need to know. As for my stories, I do not mind criticism just so long as it is not ignorant. Try not to point out grammar mistakes either because I know I have messed up in that area many times.
Nicknames: Shadow, Demon Child, littleone, shorty, oompa, Spiderman, Hey You, Wolf, Wolfie, Viper, Jose, Green Alien, Scrunt, Bitch, Lil Bitch, Death Dealer, Night Walker, Mini Me, The Llama, Sargent Toca Bowl, ElVira, Big V, Lucy, Spongebobbing Bitch, Spongebob. Call me anyone of these nicknames or Ren..
My oldest brother DJ aka X is also on fictionpress now so check him out. He is on my favorites list. His pen name is Deadman Walks and his story is called the Legion. It's a good story filled with mystery and horror. If you read it, you won't regret it. We are also the Siblings Of Destruction and our motto: Born to Raise Hell, Live to Fight and Die Wreaking Havoc!
My Arra Griffith myspace page link: http://www.myspace.com/139862913 A friend of mine drew the picture of Arra. Her name is Merc and she did an a-fucking-mazing job! Really, you should check out the picture. It was almost exactly how I pictured Arra to be.
-Favorite Quotes-
1) Nobody Is A Virgin Because Life Has Screwed Us All. -Unknown
2) Arrive. Raise Hell. Leave. -Stone Cold Steve Austin's t-shirt.
3) Just Because I Didn't Say Anything Doesn't Mean I Wasn't Listening. -Chris Wise
4) Sometimes The Quicker The Pain Goes Away, The Quicker It Returns. -Ren Black
5) You'll Never Have A Future If You Continue To Live In The Past. -Ren Black
6) I Am Not-An Answer To A Prayer-Nor A Whisper-Nor A Dare I Am But-A Thought Across Time. -Found in Midnight Embrace by Amanda Ashley
7) Born To Raise Hell, Live To Fight And Die Wreaking Havoc. -X aka Deadman Walks
8) Good Advice Is Always Certain To Be Ignored, But That's No Reason Not To Give It. -Agatha Christie
9) A Word To The Wise Ain't Necessary. It's The Stupid Ones Who Need The Advice. -Bill Cosby
10) To Put The World Right In Order, We Must First Put The Nation In Order; To Put The Nation In Order, We Must First Put The Family In Order; To Put The Family In Order, We Must First Cultivate Our Personal Life; We Must First Set Our Hearts Right. -Confucius
11) A Man Who Doesn't Trust Himself Can Never Really Trust Anyone Else. -Cardinal De Retz
12)Self-Respect Is A Question Of Recognizing That Anything Worth Having Has A Price. -Joan Didion
13) No One, Eleanor Roosevelt Said, Can Make You Feel Inferior Without Your Consent. Never Give It. -Marian Wright Edelman
14)
A Birth Control Pill For Men, That's Fair. It Makes More Sense To Take The Bullets Out Of The Gun Than To Wear A Bulletproof Vest. -Author
Unknown
15)
He Who Angers You Conquers You. -Elizabeth Kenny
16) Every Promise Takes Time. -Ren Black
17)
Never Go To Bed Mad. Stay Up And Fight. -Phyllis Diller, Phyllis Diller's Housekeeping Hints, 1966
18) If Malice Or Envy Were Tangible And Had A Shape, It Would Be The Shape Of A Boomerang. -Charley Reese
19)
Judge Me All You Want Just Keep The Verdict To Yourself. -From a Winston advertisement
20) No One Ever Said Life Would Be Easy And Whoever Does Has Been Taking All The Shortcuts. Sometimes You Have To Face Your Problems Head On. -Ren Black
21) God Doesn't Answer Prayers Sometimes Because He Has Something Better In Store. -Ren Black
22) Don't Drink And Drive. Smoke And Fly. -Unknown
23) A True Friend Is Someone Who Reaches For Your Hand And Touches Your Heart. -Unknown
24) To The World You May Be One Person, But To One Person You May Be The World. -Unknown
25) Maybe God Wants Us To Meet A Few Wrong People Before Meeting The Right One, So That When We Finally Meet The Person, We Will Know How To Be Grateful. -Unknown
26)Don't Try So Hard; The Best Things Come When You Least Expect Them To. -Unknown
27) Remember; Everything That Happens, Happens For A Reason. -Unknown
28) If A Man Sweeps You Off Of Your Feet, He Is In The Perfect Position To Drop You On Your Ass. -Unknown
29) What If You Slept? And What If, In Your Sleep, You Dreamed?
And What If, In Your Dream, You Went To Heaven
And There Plucked A Strange And Beautiful Flower?
And What If, When You Awoke, You Had The Flower In Your Hand?
Ah, What Then? -Samuel Taylor Coleridge
30) Your Vision Will Become Clear Only When You Can Look Into Your Own Heart. Who Looks Outside, Dreams; Who Looks Inside, Awakes. -Carl Gustav Jung
31) Put All Your Worries, Insecurities And Fears In A Box, Lock It And Bury It. No One Will Be Able To Open It If You Do Not Give Them The Key. -Ren Black
32) Take Life One Day At A Time And Do Not Think Of The Future Too Much Because The Past Will Fly By Too Quickly. Live Life. -Ren Black
33) Been There..Destroyed That..What's Next? -X aka Deadman Walks
-Remembrances-
RIP Edward aka Harry Schwartz
Passed away from Lukemia.
A great grandfather and a wonderful man.
I love you and you are always in our hearts!
RIP Karen Marie Johnson
Passed away from Bone Cancer at the tender age of fourteen on July 27, 1977.
I never met her but she was my mother's sister. I wish I could have met her. She is who I am named after.
Forever in our hearts!
RIP Jimmy Mock aka Ghost
Passed away at the age of nineteen from a car hitting him on May 19, 2007.
I hope you are in a better place for I know how cruel this world can be.
Always in our hearts.
"I Have A Dream" By Martin Luther King, Jr. One of the greatest rights activists of all times and my favorite Historic person.
Delivered on the steps at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington D.C. on August 28, 1963
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we
stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came
as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had
been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous
daybreak to end the long night of captivity.
But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the
Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro
is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains
of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely
island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity.
One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners
of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we
have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.
In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check.
When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the
Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a
promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was
a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of
life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory
note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of
honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a
bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we
refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to
believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of
opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a
check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the
security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind
America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the
luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism.
Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of
segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to
open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time
to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid
rock of brotherhood.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the
moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This
sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass
until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen
sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the
Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude
awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be
neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his
citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the
foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the
warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process
of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds.
Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the
cup of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity
and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate
into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic
heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new
militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to
distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as
evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their
destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably
bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead.
We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of
civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied
as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain
lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We
cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a
smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a
Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he
has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we
will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and
righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great
trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells.
Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you
battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of
police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering.
Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go
back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern
cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties
and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream
deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out
the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be
self-evident: that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of
former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit
down together at a table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert
state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be
transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation
where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the
content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's
lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and
nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black
boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys
and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every
hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made
plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of
the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the
South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of
despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform
the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of
brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray
together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for
freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing
with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty,
of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's
pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let
freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom
ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the
heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and
every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed
up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews
and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and
sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! Free at
last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"
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-Pictures of my characters from my Arra Griffith series(some pictures I haven't figured out yet and these are the ones that I pictured to look somewhat like my characters)-
Arra Griffith(Mercurial Weather drew this. It's the best I have so far because no one seems to fit Arra's description well enough)
http://a564.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/20/l_3b181f4a45dafd23f692d8b8b3e0bed3.jpg
Theme Song: Animal I Have Become by Three Days Grace
Animal Form: http://www.davidtotten.com/images/BlackWolfMini.jpg
Damon Griffith(Jake Richardson aka Ian from Hangman's Curse)- http://maricatalano.tripod.com/sitebuildercontent/sitebuilderpictures/jake_richardson_025.jpg
Theme Song: Pain by Three Days Grace
Animal Form: http://www.flatrock.org.nz/wolf/images/wolf_haven1.jpg
Edward Santell(Mark Dacascas from The Crow series..this is the closest to Edward I could get)
http://www.hartsharpvideo.com/images/catalog/THE20CROW/TheCrow_flat.jpg
Theme Song: Ready To Bang by VTZ(until I find something better)
Animal Form: http://www.past-impressions.co.uk/acatalog/01011_siberian_tiger.jpg
Ren Blake-
http://a132.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/59/l_70ee9b4690d4c99b2c6273ea49021bcb.jpg
Theme Song: Save Me by Shinedown
Animal Form: http://www.everythingwolf.com/gallery/galleryimages/blackwolf.jpg
Lucian(we all basically saw this one coming, James Marsters aka Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel)- http://www.geocities.com/hiyakanowa/i/s/s42.jpg
Theme Song:
Sarah-
http://a128.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/6/l_f8aee3ea8373867f25143bc1574905cf.jpg
Theme Song: Somewhere I Belong by Linkin Park
Animal Form:
Omar(Kevin Grevioux aka Raze from Underworld)-
http://i.imdb.com/Photos/Events/2165/KevinGrevi_Cohen_1506410_400.jpg
Theme Song:
Animal Form: http://www.isenbarg.com/Black20Wolf20CW.jpg
-Pictures for my story A Dark Secret(What I have so far)-
Raina Richards:
Animal Form: http://www.pinedaleonline.com/archive/2000/august/scr-blckwolfnps2.jpg
Chase Richards:(Hayden Christensen aka Anakin Skywalker from Star Wars)
http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/twentieth_century_fox/star_wars__episode_iii___revenge_of_the_sith/_group_photos/hayden_christensen14.jpg
Animal Form:
Ren Black:
http://a61.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/49/l_59de2de9b86fab321038eda0ad42a394.jpg
Animal Form:
Travis:
Animal Form:
Zack Jeffries:
Ellie:(Amy Acker aka Fred from Angel except picture her a little prettier with blond hair)
http://photos7.flickr.com/6130859_442e36dc5f.jpg
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