Glag

Glag is a player in Realms of Hyrule, and has been a member there sice the 28 of August, 2013.He really enjoys the Flashback Assessor Spiny Triangle NeoExlucky made, and is probably insane. At the very least a supreme oddball, and extreme weirdo. In RoH, Glag's self-given title is 'That Other One Kid', playing on Skjoldur's title, 'that one kid'. And, seeing as he himself may not say it, Glag is Skjoldur's brother. Glag is also a pathological liar, and cannot tell teh truth for the life of him. This is probably on account of him being a denizen from a differential timeline.

Information
Glag is sort of an artist, but not really. He draws well, but not extremely well. He writes poetry when it jumps on him as it sometimes does.

Likes

 * Reading
 * Drawing
 * Clasical Music
 * Math
 * Legends of Zelda (Duh.)
 * Poetry
 * Obscure mythology/Mythology in general

Dislikes

 * Bad grammar. (If you speak English as a first language)
 * Illiteracy. (If English is the first language with which you learned to speak)
 * Grammar in a faulty form. (Only if the English language is the first form of speach in which you learned to utilize your tongue and lips/teeth to form words)
 * Bad jokes.
 * Idiotic humor.
 * Humor that which is not politically correct and/or impolite to others and/or in a crass or vulgar way.

Quotes
"I've probably said a lot of things worth writing down, but my secratary is a panda, who can't hold a pen."

"Pigeons!"

"Why all the ponies?"

Gallery
Uhm, nothing here yet. Sorry.

Well, I guess a poem here is fine. It's about a Stalfos.

The Life of the Living,

 The Death of the Dead.

 Both of those things hang over my head!

 I'm Torn quite Betwixt them,

 It Seems fate has Fixed them,

 I'm Dead though I Walk with the Living!



I remember the Day when they said 'Rest in Peace',

 They mourned right before me, every cousin and niece!

 I Watched quite Delightedly, through my Cold, Deadened Eyes,

 As the Living mourned Sadly, with Down-Troden Sighs!



And Several more Groups, they did Pass By,

 All of them Heaving that Un-Earthly Sigh.

 And then so I Waited, with Nothing to Do,

 So I went to my Thinking, and with my Thoughts I did Stew.

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<p style="text-align:center;">But One Day, while Thinking, I had quite a Shock;

<p style="text-align:center;"> My Bones, They were Moving, Immobility they did mock!

<p style="text-align:center;">And soon, I did find, it was I in Control,

<p style="text-align:center;">So I fled from that Grave Yard, I did Dig like a Mole!

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<p style="text-align:center;">And So I Lived with the Living, and Dined with the Dead,

<p style="text-align:center;"> But Fate is quite Twisted, so an Odd Life I Lead;

<p style="text-align:center;"> She gave me good times, She gave me mellow,

<p style="text-align:center;"> And most people regarded me as an Unearthly Fellow.

<p style="text-align:center;">Hitherto I am Living,

<p style="text-align:center;"> 'Till these Cold Bones go Still,

<p style="text-align:center;"> With the Curse of the Canyon,

<p style="text-align:center;"> Of Ikana Hill.