Thursday, December 1, 2005

Part 5 is late cuz I was too busy last weekend spending time with family and having one of the best Thanksgivings in years! ^_^

Anyway, enjoy!

The Rage Cage part 5 Kida: (sitting on her bed reading) Justin: (peeking in) Musume-chan? Kida: (looks up) Otosan. Justin: I’m sorry I yelled at you yesterday. I’ve just been a little stressed lately. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. I’m sorry. Kida: (nods) What’s wrong? Justin: .... *sigh* I don’t know. I guess I’m just... really confused. Kida: Anything I can do to help? Justin: (shakes his head) Ie, Kida-chan. Thank you, but no. This is something daddy has to do by himself. Kida: (gets up) You never have to do anything by yourself, daddy. (hugs him) I’ll pray for you. Justin: (slightly shocked, smiles) I’d like that Kida-chan. Thank you. Kida: (takes his hands) Justin: Now? Kida: (nods) Justin: (closes his eyes) Kida: (closes her eyes) Dear Jesus, please help my daddy... a few days later... Justin: (watching TV) TV: Nearly three weeks into the investigation, authorities are still unable to identify the creature that destroyed 6th street. But Cheif of Police Walter Edwards issued this statement. Cheif Edwards: We are doing all we can to solve this mystery. And if anyone has any information regarding the monster, we ask that you contact the Metrolex Police Dept. So now, it is not only our duties as officers of the law, it is also your duty as citizens of this great city to bring down this menace! Justin: So... now I’m a menace. TV: Also, Mayor Beardsley has put the city on full alert offering cash rewards for anyone with information on the creature. “click” Justin: Huh? Aisha: (holding the remote) Don’t listen to them. Justin: Aisha. You wouldn’t.... tell anyone. Would you? Aisha: Dummy. Not if they offered all the dragonite in the universe. ???: But you should. Justin and Aisha: (look behind them) Aisha: Felix! What are you saying? Felix: I’m surprised you can live with yourself after what you did. Justin: Hey, I’m not too proud of myself either, Brett! Aisha: And don’t you say that! You know Justin had nothing to do with it. Felix: But still, something must be done. Justin: And what do you suggest? Felix: Turn yourself in. Justin: What?! Felix: Or do something to get rid of that thing! Justin: I... I can’t get rid of it, Felix. As much as I hate it, it’s a part of me. And there’s probably one inside you too. Felix: You’re probably right. But at least I can control it. Justin: Hey! Felix: You hypocrite. You think you’re so righteous. I’ve got a dark side too, but I don’t go crazy, destroy towns, and rape little girls. Justin: (shakes his fist) You keep talkin’ like that, Felix, and the police’ll have more evidence! Aisha: Hey, you two stop it!! You’re friends, remember? Justin: Heh! Sometimes I wonder. (walks to the foyer) Aisha: Hey, where are you going?! Justin: Out! (grabs his browncoat, opens the door) I shouldn’t have to be talked to this way in my own damn house! “SLAM!!” Felix: ...... *sigh* -_-\/ I’m sorry, Aisha. Aisha: Don’t apologize to me. (leaves) Felix: ...... (runs outside) Artukei! Justin: (on the sidewalk, looks back over his shoulder) Felix: I’m sorry, man. Justin: .... Sorry for what? For insulting me? Or looking like an ass in front of Aisha?! (flies off towards the city) Felix: That idiot. He doesn’t deserve this. --Harrison St.-- Justin: (walking down the sidewalk) 61.... 63.... 65.....What the hell? (looking at a produce shop with an old man sitting out front) ..... *sigh* Well... only one way to know. (reaches in his pocket and puts on a pair of wrap-around shades, walks up to the old man) Old Man: Can I help you, sir? Justin: .... I’m looking for Derrick Dukes. Old Man: .... Sorry son. Never heard of him. Justin: I see. (looks at some of the fruits and veggies) Wait a minute. In that case, I want to buy some durian. Old Man: Durian? Justin: Yeah, you know. King of all fruits? Old Man: (stares at Justin for a moment) ...... Yeah, sure. (gets up) C’mon. I think I’ve got some around back. The old man leads Justin down the alley to two double doors on the side of the shop. Inside is a storage room filled to the ceiling with crates and barrels of produce. They weave through the labyrinth of inventory until they come to a dead end. The old man starts to move a large crate out of the way. The one on top of it and the two stacked next to it move as well. It’s a giant camouflaged door. Behind it is a long hallway. Old Man: (looks up at Justin) Justin: Thanks. (steps inside, starts to walk down the hall) Old Man: (closes the door) As Justin walks down the dingy hallway, he hears a low sound that sounds like the hum of a generator. He turns a corner and finds a dark stairway. As he cautiously walks down the stairs, the sound becomes louder. By the time he gets to the bottom, the low hum has escaladed into a thunderous roar. After walking down one more hallway, turning a corner, and stepping into the light, he finds himself at the top level of a large arena filled with spectators cheering and screaming. On the floor of the arena, in the very center, are two men fighting inside a giant cage. “C’mon!” “Kick his ass!” “Kill him!” Justin: (spies a familiar face sitting ringside) Dukes. “Ding Ding Ding!!” Justin: Huh? Announcer: End round 2! The winner, Mike “The Mutilator” MacKenzie! (the audiance erupts) Justin: (keeps an eye on Derrick as he vanishes into a corridor at the side of the arena) elsewhere... in a box above the arena... Boss: (a big man sitting behind a desk) You continue to disapoint me, Derrick. He got lucky in the first round, but if Leon doesn’t pull it together and win this next one, we’re out of the tournament. For five years now, the winners of this tournament have all come from here: The Cage. I have a reputation to uphold here. And I’ll be damned if we can’t even make it to the finals! Derrick: Don’t worry, Boss. I have faith in my boy. He’ll pull through. Boss: Whatever happened to that great fighter you were supposed bring me? Derrick: ... There was a complication. Boss: I’m tired of puttin’ up with your bullshit, Derrick. Either he knocks MacKenzie out or I knock you out! You understand?! Derrick: ... (nods) Boss: Get the hell outta here! Derrick: (leaves, walks out into the hall, starts to go back down to the floor) ???: Sounds like you could use some help. Derrick: (turns around and looks into the shadows) Who’s there? Ravage: (steps out of the dark) Derrick: Ah! (startled at first, but then recognizes him, smiles cooly and calmly) Told’ya you’d be here. C’mon. You’re just in time to save my ass.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2005

The Rage Cage part 4 Ravage: (flashes his talons) You want a piece of this too, bub? ???: In a manner of speaking... yes. I do. Ravage: o.0 .... You got some kind of twisted death wish or somethin’, pal? ???: Perhaps I should introduce myself. Derrick Dukes. I’m part of an underground fighting ring that holds matches in the city. I came here to scout out a promising young fighter I’d been hearing about. But after you slammed his ass into the concrete, my attentions were drawn elsewhere. Ravage: Save it, doc. (turns away) I know where this is goin’ and I ain’t buyin’. Derrick: Suit yourself. I’ll let you know where you can find me when you change you mind. Ravage: (looks back) What makes you think I’m gonna change my mind, jackass? Derrick: You love to fight. I can tell; I’ve been around fighters all my life. Even the sick and twisted sadists like yourself. Ravage: (grins) Tryin’ to sweet talk me, eh? Derrick: I can give you fights. I can give you throngs of people who’ll cheer your name and yet tremble at the sight of you. And I can give you one more thing that no-one else can. Ravage: What’s that? Derrick: I’m sure someone in your situation would like to keep their dealings.... discreet? We pay to keep all knowledge of what goes on in our ring or whoever does it from reaching the streets. Ravage: Heh. First rule of “fight club”, huh? Derrick: Exactly. People talk too much. And when they talk too much, the man gets suspicious. So then he comes in wanting to run things his way and you end up losing money. It’s bad for business. Think about it. A little secret place where you can play as rough as you like and no-one would know. Ravage: Sounds tempting.... but no. Derrick: (shrugs) Have it your way. (flicks a card at him) Ravage: (picks it up, it reads, “65 Harrison St.”) Heh! You got serious balls, you know that? Trying to make a deal with a monster like me. Derrick: It’s how I get the big bucks. It’s how I got to where I am today. Ravage: Yeah. You’re really moving up in the world. Derrick: (starts to walk away, but turns around) Oh, and one more thing. (looks over his shades) Remember,... durian is the king of all fruits. (dissappears into the shadows) Ravage: ...... (under his breath) Yeah, whatever. 2:00 am --Artukei and Aisha’s room-- Aisha: (wakes up) Nya? (sees Justin’s gone, frowns) Oh no. (touches his pillow) It’s cold. (the bathroom door opens) Aisha: Nya? (looks and sees...) Justin: (in his shorts) You’re awake? Aisha: Where’d you go? Justin: Couldn’t sleep. So I just took a little jog. Aisha: *sigh* I was scared there for a second. Justin: (sits on the bed) Why? Aisha: .... The way you’ve been acting lately, I’d thought you’d gone off and done something crazy. Justin: Nah. I’m feeling a lot better actually. Aisha: Really? Justin: .... Yeah. Aisha: (smiles) I’m glad. (lays back down) Justin: Told’ya there was nothing to worry about. (looks down, kicks the torn shirt and bloodstained sweats under the bed)

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Monday, November 21, 2005

Hey Living Doll and Julian, thanks for your comments the other day. They meant a lot. ^_^

The Rage Cage part 3 “Holy shit!” “What the hell is that?” “Let’s get out of here!” (some of the spectators run away) Ryan: (backs away) Wha... what the hell....? Ravage: Oh c’mon. Don’t tell me you pissed yourself already. (beckons him) C’mon! Ryan: (turns around and starts to run away) Ravage: Coward!! Get back here!! (rushes at him and grabs him by the neck) Ryan: *gag* Ravage: I’m talkin’ to you! (turns and throws him to the other side of the warehouse) Ryan: (crashes into some boxes) Ravage: Hrrrrrrr... “click” Ravage: Huh? (looks around and sees that several of the spectators have surrounded him guns drawn) Punk: We know what you are. You’re that monster that tore up downtown weeks ago. We’ll be heros if we kill you. Ravage: *chuckles* Heh heh heh heh. *laughs maniacally* HA HA HA HA HA! Spineless idiots. You really think you can be the hero? I’ve known dozens like you. Pistol packin’ pussies. You’re all alike. *deep breath* Ahh! Yes! You all reek of fear. (licks his lips) It’s delicious. Punk: Go to hell! Ravage: My sentiments exactly! “BANG!!” Punk: 0.0 Huh? (Ravage is gone) Where’d he go? “Heh heh heh....” (they all look around) Punk 3: Where is he? .......... “Can’t hit what’cha can’t see.” Punk 2: Yo man, I ain’t likin’ this. .......... Punk: Come out you bastard! Who’s the pussy now, huh!? .......... Punk: (gets pulled into the shadows) Whoa! “BANG!! BANG!! CRACK!!” Punk: Aaaaahh!! Punk 3: Markus? You alright? Punk: My arm! Oh god, my arm! “THWACK!!” Punk 3: Markus? Punk 4: (on the other side of the room, gets sucked into the shadows) Aah! “THWACK!!” In a couple seconds, several other punks are pulled into the darkness and knocked out. Until only a few of them remain. They all come into the middle of the room where the light’s the brightest. They keep their backs to eachother as they point their guns into the gloom. Punk 2: ........ Punk 5: ........ Punk 6: ........ “clang!” Punk 7: 0.0 Huh? (shoots into the dark) “BANG!!” “whump!” Punk 2: .... Did’ja get’em? Punk 7: (steps towards the shadows, looks into the dark) ...... (a foot kicks him in the face) “WHACK!” Punk 7: Uh! (falls on his back) Ravage: RAAAAR!! (leaps out of the dark and lands on him) Punk 7: Uhhhhh!! (passes out) Ravage: (looks at the remaining punks) Grrrrrrr! Punk 2: Shoot it!! “BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!” Ravage: (jumps into the air dodging their bullets, dive kicks Punk 2 in the head, smashes Punk 6’s face with a right hook, elbows him in the chest and knocks him down, then punches Punk 5 in the gut, gives him an uppercut, grabs his arm and throws him over his shoulder into the dark) “CRASH!!” Ravage: *pant, pant* F*ck yeah!! “BANG!!” Ravage: AAROOOOOOO!!! (looks down, he’s been shot clear through the leg) Nnn! Aaargg!! Punk 3: Heh. So you aren’t bulletproof. Ravage: Aaah!! Oh god! It hurt... hurts like hell!! Uhhh! (glares at Punk 3) GRRRRR!! Punk 3: (draws his gun again) Ravage: (looks directly into his eyes, piercing his soul) Hrrrrrr! Punk 3: .... Uh..(starts shaking) ...uh ...uh ...uh Ravage: (gets on all fours) Hrrr! Hrrr! (winces) Hnn. GRRRR!! (two spikes start to grow out of his back, starts foaming at the mouth, snarling) HRRR!! HRRR!! HRRRAAAAAARR!!!! (lunges at Punk 3, claws him across the belly and sends him flying into the wall) Punk 3: Aaarg! Ravage: (leaps at him again, claws his face knocking him to the ground, then grabs his head and slams it into the concrete) “BOOM!!” Ravage: *pant, pant* (lifts his foot and gets ready to crush his skull) Hrrrr! Uh! (but sets his foot down and doubles over) Errrrr! Nnnnoo! Grrrr! GrrRAAR! Aah! (the two spikes sink back in) Grrrrrr. *pant, pant, pant* (looks down at his leg, it’s completely healed) *sigh* “clap clap clap” Ravage: Huh? (looks up and scowls at the dark) A dark man with dreadlocks wearing a suit, shades, and lots of jewelry steps into the light. ???: (still clapping) Nice. Very entertaining.

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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

You guys wanna hear some really cruel irony?

-I love animation
-I love web-comics
-I can write stories
-...but I can't DRAW.

And if I could I would've SO made my own web-comic by now! Like "Dominic Deegan" or "Comedity" or "VG Cats"! But sadly, here I am in the middle loving art and yet being mocked by it. Do you have any idea how agonizing that is!? For an art lover to not be able to draw!? Oh god, it tortures me!

*sigh*

Anywho, here's part 2 of "The Rage Cage." Enjoy.

The Rage Cage part 2 Ravage: (deep in the forrests on the outskirts of Metrolex) RAAAR!! (cuts down five trees in one slash) Ah, the power. Such incredible power. I love it! All that’s missing is an audience screaming in terror........ Hrrrrrrr. No. I can’t let anyone see me. If someone saw me then they’d tell someone and then they’d tell someone and then they’ll tell the media and then everybody will know. I promised Aisha she’d never see Ravage again. She can’t know about this. So I have to stay out of sight........... Shit. later... Ravage: (jumps onto a tree, does a backflip off of it and lands on another tree behind him, jumps forward towards a branch, grabs the branch, spins over the top, and perches himself on it) ........ Hah! (jumps up and spin kicks the tops off of two trees, comes back down onto the branch and launches from it like a spring board) Divebomb! (somersaults down towards the ground, at the last second becomes rightside-up, lands on his feet and slams his fist into the ground, creating a deep impression, stands up) Force push! (punches through the air and a line of seven trees split down the middle, turns around) Tremor! (thrusts him arm forward at a downward angle open palmed and the ground explodes creating a crack in the earth about thirty feet long) *deep breath* (looks to the side and just glares at a nearby tree) ....... *twitch* (the tree splinters and explodes scattering debris everywhere, smiles) Heh. If looks could kill. (stops and looks around at his aftermath) .... F*ck, this is boring! *sigh* That’s enough anyway. I should get back. ???: (off in the distance) Aaaah! Mother f*cker! Ravage: Huh? (jumps up into a tree, his ears twitch and eyes dart searching for where the voice came from) ........ Hmm. That way. (silently leaps from tree to tree towards the direction of the sound, in a few minutes he comes to the edge of the forrest, he spies an old abandonned warehouse) ???: (from inside) You son of a.... I’ll get you for that! Ravage: What the hell? (leaps onto the roof, looks in through one of the shattered skylights, sees two people having a fist fight, they’re surrounded by a small group cheering them on) Hmm. “C’mon, Ryan! Get’em!” “Break his face, Ben!” “Kick his ass!” Ravage: Oh, this looks like fun. (creeps in through the skylight to get a better view) Ben: (throws a punch at Ryan) Ryan: (dodges and punches Ben square in the face) “CRACK!” Ben: (holding his nose) OWWWW!! Ryan: (kicks him in the stomach and knocks him on his back) Ben: Oof! Uhhh.... Ref: He’s down! “Yeah! Alright!” “Aw shit!” “He’s down!” (Two men come over and drag Ben off) Ref: Alright. Who’s next? Nameless punk: (steps forward) I am! Ryan: Alright. Let’s see what you’ve got, pal. Ravage: (watching from the rafters) Aww, wook at dat. It’s wittle Eddie and Bwad. Ref: Ready? FIGHT! Punk: (rushes at Ryan, punching wildly) Ryan: (dodging every punch) Ravage: Hmph. Pathetic. Punk: (keeps punching and missing) Haa! Yaa! Ryan: (slugs him in the face) “Alright!” “Go Ryan!” Ravage: Yes. Get’im. Ryan: (punches him in the gut) Ravage: Yeah! Ryan: (gives him an uppercut) Ravage: Yesss! Ryan: (kicks him in the head, sending a few teeth flying) Ravage: YEAH! Punk: (falls to the ground) “Yeah!” “Way to go!” “Woo!” Ravage: Hardly a challenge. Ref: Alright. He’s down. Who’s next? Ravage: Me. I’m next. (opens his mouth to call out, but...) ... no. I can’t let myself get sucked in. I promised Aisha. I promised her she wouldn’t see him again. (looks back down at the fight) ..... (smiles) Is she here? (looks around) No. Ryan: C’mon, don’t tell me that’s all. Who’s next? Ravage: ME!! Everyone looks up into the black ceiling and watches as a dark figure descends and lands in the shadows. Ravage: I’m next. Ryan: Who are you? Ravage: (steps into the light) Your god.

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Friday, November 11, 2005

The Rage Cage 3:18 am --Kida’s room-- Kida: (asleep) Zzzzz... mmm.... (in her dream) Kida: (floating through nothingness) ........ “...kida...” Kida: Nya? (looks around) “...kida...kida...” Kida: Who’s there? ???: Kida.... little Kida.... listen to me.... Kida: Who are you? ???: My identity is not important.... but your father is.... to all of us.... Kida: What are you talking about? ???: He’s in trouble Kida.... you must help him.... Kida: Trouble? My dream... ???: Yes Kida.... I’m afraid I’m responsible for your nightmares.... but you had to know.... you’re the only one who can help him.... Kida: How? What do I do? ???: ....You’ll know what to do.... he needs you the most out of anybody now...... Kida: Why me?...... Hello? Hello?! Where are you?! Come back! Kida: (wakes up) Huh? (sits up, looks around) ........ (closes her eyes and fold her hands) Dear Jesus, please be with my daddy.... 10:00 am Aisha: (waking up) Mm. (looks at Justin) Justin: (lying with his back towards Aisha) Aisha: (leans over Justin) Morning, sweetie. Justin: *groan* Mmm. Uhhhh. Aisha: Hmm. I know what’ll wake him up. (kisses his cheek) Justin: (pulls the covers over his head) Grrrrrr. Aisha: Oh? Playing hard to get, huh? (hugs him) Justin: Lay off. (shakes her off) Aisha: Nya? Justin, what’s wrong? Did you have a rough night? Justin: ..... mm-hm. Aisha: Another nightmare? Justin: ..... no. (sits up) It’s nothing like that. Just... restless. (stretches his arms) Aah! (winces in pain and holds his right shoulder) Aisha: ........ Justin: Uh.... Must’ve slept on my arm wrong, too. Aisha: You gonna be alright? Justin: I’ll be fine. Don’t worry. later... Justin: (at the computer, typing) “... Thus, in conclusion, 12oz Mouse and Squidbillies suck dragon balls.” Kida: (in the doorway) Daddy? Justin: Kida-chan. What is it? Kida: (smiles big, then runs toward Justin and gives him a huge hug) Justin: Oof! What... Kida: I love you daddy. I love you so much. Justin: (smiles) I love you too, Kida. What brought this up? Kida: Nothing. (kisses his cheek, then lets go) I just want you to have a great day! (leaves) Justin: (calling back) If you’re trying to get a raise in your allowance... “BZZZZZ” Justin: Whoa! (pulls out his cell phone, flips it open) Moshi moshi! (a hologram of Yuki appears) Yuki-chan! Konnichiwah! Yuki: Konnichiwah, Artukei. How are you doing? Justin: Fine. Just fine. How about you? What’s up over there? Yuki: Oh, nothing much. How are you? Justin: ... You already asked me. Yuki: Oh... right... umm..... (looks down) Justin: Yuki, what’s up? Is something wrong? Yuki: I just.... wanted to make sure you were OK. Justin: Why? Yuki: ........ Justin: Yuki? Yuki: *deep breath* I don’t want to worry you, but... I’ve been having dreams lately. Justin: Oh, dammit! Not her too! Yuki: Terrible dreams. And I’ve seen the news from Metrolex. Justin: Uhhh! Yuki: I just wanted to know if everything’s alright. Justin: Everything’s fine, Yuki. I’m OK. Yuki: Are you sure? Justin: Yes. You don’t need to worry. Yuki: But... Justin: What!? Yeah? Yuki: It’s just that.... ever since my first boyfriend died, I... I swore that I would do all I could to help the ones I love. Justin: ..... Yuki,... (smiles) thank you. I deeply appreciate your concern. And rest assured, if anything were wrong, I would be sure to tell you. Yuki: You would? Justin: Hai. So don’t worry yourself so much. Kay? Yuki: (nods) OK. Justin: Good. Good-bye. Yuki: I.... I love you, Artukei. Justin: I love you too, Yuki-chan. Yuki: (hangs up) Justin: (closes his phone, rolls his eyes) *groan* later... --the living room-- Justin: (watching TV) TV: It’s been two weeks since the terrorizing of 6th street, and the Metrolex Police Dept is still unable to indentify the creature that attacked. Eye-witness descriptions range from a lunatic mad-man to a large animal. But the testimonies of currently the only two people to have encountered the creature have lead many to believe that it was a bit of both and has become the most crucial piece of evidence in the investigation. High school students Jason Klein and Brittany Swanson were out... Aisha: (in the doorway) Purram? Justin: (quickly turns the TV off) Hmm? Aisha: Are you OK? Justin: .... I’m fine. Aisha: (shakes her head) No you’re not. I’ve seen it in you. I’ve seen it grow day by day. Ever since Ravage... Justin: *sigh* (gets up) Can we please not talk about him? Aisha: You always dodge the issue everytime I so much as mention his name. Justin, you can’t just forget about the past and pretend it never happened! Justin: Don’t you say that. I haven’t forgotten a damn thing. I’ve learned from my past and I’ll never make the same mistakes again. I’ve moved on. Why can’t everybody else? Everywhere I go, he’s all I hear about. And why do you want to talk about him all the time if you hate him so much? Aisha: I’m just concerned about you. You’re changing, Justin. I don’t know what it is but... you’re different somehow. Justin: I’ve told you before. There’s... nothing... to... worry... about. (leaves) later... Justin: (laying on the bed) ........ Kida: (peeking in) Daddy? Justin: Hmm. Kida: Are you alright? Justin: (sits up) God! Would everyone please just stop worrying about me!?! Kida: !! 0.0 !! Justin: I’m FINE!! Kida: (tearing up) Justin: .... k... Kida. I didn’t mean... Kida: (runs away) Justin: (gets up) Kida!....... *sigh* that night... Aisha: (sound asleep) Zzzzz... Justin: (wide awake, tossing and turning, finally sits up) ..... Bah! (gets up, goes into the bathroom, turns on the light and gets a drink of water) *sigh* ...... (stares at himself in the mirror for a while) ........ (smiles devilishly) .... What the hell. --outside-- Justin: (in sweatpants and a white undershirt, looks around, then leaps up into the air and flies out of the neighborhood, he keeps flying until he comes to some woods at the very edge of the city, he lands in the middle of the woods and looks around) I know we were just here last night. (closes his eyes and transforms into...) Ravage: But I couldn’t stay away.

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Monday, November 7, 2005

What's it like to be Ravage? N-JekteD will answer that question with "Purgatory". Click the music button and taste the insanity.

“I Hate Him!” --Hamilton Station-- Aisha: (sparring with Felicia, unleashing a fury of slashes, claws, punches, and kicks) RAAR! YAA! GRRRAAR!! Felicia: (blocking) Uh! Ah! Aisha: HAA! Felicia: Hey! Aisha: RAAR! Felicia: Wait! Aisha: HIYAA!! Felicia: Time out!! Aisha: *pant, pant, pant* Felicia: Aisha, is something wrong? Aisha: Huh? Felicia: You’re being really aggressive today. Aisha: I just.... just felt like taking it up a notch. That’s all. Felicia: You were venting, Aisha. No doubt about it. What’s wrong? Is it Artukei? Aisha: Oh no! No, not at all. Felicia: Then what is it? You can tell me. Aisha: ..... *sigh* You know that monster that attacked a few weeks ago? Felicia: Of course. We heard all about it. Aisha: .... I tried to fight it. Felicia: What? Aisha: I tried to stop it, but I was too weak. I had a chance to stop it before it reached the city. Before it.... (clenches her fist) grrrrrr. Felicia: ........ Aisha: There was a girl on the news. She gave a testamonial about how she had an encounter with it. How it almost.... (slams her fist into the ground) “BOOM!!” Felicia: (jumps back) *gasp* Aisha: (her hand is burried in the concrete) I hate him. I don’t think I’ve ever hated anyone this much. I hate him! And yet I’m angry at myself. All that destruction. Those people. That girl. I could’ve stopped all that. Felicia: ..... Aisha... I admire your bravery. But what on earth would make you want to try and take on a thing like that? Aisha: ... It’s complicated.

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Friday, November 4, 2005

I got this from Shinimegami who's finally back after about half a year. Welcome back Shini!


Put an "x" to those that apply to yourself.

[ ] I'm afraid of the quiet.

[x] I am really ticklish.

[ ] I'm afraid of the dark

[ ] I'm afraid of facing my back to open doors at night.

[x] I believe in true love.

[x] I've run away from home.

[ ] I listen to political music

[ ] I collect comic books.

[ ] I shut others out when I'm sad.

[x] I stayed out all night

[x] I open up to others easily

[x] I am keeping a secret from the world.

[ ] I watch the news.

[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs

[ ] I love Disney movies.

[x] I am a sucker for brown eyes.

[ ] I don't kill bugs.

[ ] I've slipped and fell in public

[ ] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation.

[ ] I love Spam.

[x] I like to cook.

[x] I have worn pajamas to class.

[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.

[ ] I have a job.

[ ] Talked on a phone for 5+ hours.

[x] I love Dr. Phil

[x] I like someone.

[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.

[x] I am self-conscious

[x] I love to laugh.

[ ] I drink alcohol on a regular basis.

[ ] I have tried a cigarette.

[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.

[ ] I loved Lord of the Flies.

[ ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick.

[ ] I can't swallow pills.

[x] I have a few scars

[x] I've been out of this country.

[ ] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.

[x] I love chocolate.

[ ] I bite my nails

[x] I am comfortable with being me.

[ ] I play computer games when I'm bored.

[ ] Gotten lost in the city

[x] Thought of suicide before.

[x] Seen a shooting star.

[ ] Had a surgery.

[x] Gone out in public in your pajamas.

[ ] Have kissed a stranger.

[ ] Hugged a stranger.

[ ] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of the same sex.

[ ] Been in a fist fight.

[ ] Been arrested.

[ ] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of your nose.

[ ] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.

[ ] Made out in an elevator

[x]Swore at your parents.

[ ] Kicked a guy where it hurts on purpose.

[ ] Been skydiving.

[ ] Been bungee jumping.

[ ] Gotten stiches

[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.

[ ] Bitten someone.

[x] Been to Niagara Falls

[x] Gotten the chicken pox.

[x] Crashed into a car

[ ] been to Spain.

[ ] been to Italy.

[x] Ridden in a taxi.

[ ] Shoplifted.

[ ] Been fired

[x] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.

[ ] Stole something from your job.

[ ] Gone on a blind date.

[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach/councelor

[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.

[x] Been to Europe

[ ] Been married.

[ ] Gotten divorced.

[x] Saw someone/something dying.

[ ] Driven over 400 miles in one day.

[x] Been to Canada.

[x] Been on a Plane.

[ ] Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.

[ ] Thrown up in a bar.

[x] Eaten sushi.

[ ] Been snowboarding

[ ] Been skiing.

[ ] Been ice skating

[x] Cried in public

[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.

[ ] Liked someone even though you knew you shouldn't have.

[x] Thought of someone almost 24/7

[ ] Watching other people suffer sometimes helps ease my pain.

[ ] I watch soap operas.... and enjoy them.

[ ] Tried to kill myself

[ ] Date your friend's ex

[x] Have had my picture in the paper

If you take this too, you have to add a new one. And don't answer in the comment box, put it up on your own page. L8R!

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Wednesday, November 2, 2005

A.I.R. Theater 2
Your anime collection: $630

A house in the suburbs of Metrolex: $650,000

Virtual reality video-game omni-console: $2,000

Computer for updating your website: $800 (not including printer)

Laptop as a back-up: $1,200

Custom made DeLorean: $0

Your first date with your future wife: $67.33

Your former boss’s Christmas present: $550,000

Engagement ring: $339

A fish dinner for all your cat-girl friends: $52.81

An alien’s friendship, your daughter’s smile, and your fiancé’s kiss: priceless


There are some things money can’t buy. For everything else, there’s dragon’s gold.

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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

If anyone's disturbed by this, blame Deej.

--Felix’s house-- Gumdrop: (runs in) Felix: Did you plant it? Gumdrop: I did. Turn it on, quick! Felix: (turns on the TV, nothing but static) C’mon. You sure about this? Gumdrop: I’ve heard about what goes on in that “secret” dojo. Awesome martial arts displays. Super power experimentation. Make-out sessions. (wiggles his eyebrows) This’ll be better than pay-per-view. Felix: If we can get a picture. (bangs the TV) Gumdrop: Allow me. AKI SAKI!! HA!! (kicks the TV, an image of Justin and Kida comes up, the angle is from an upper corner of the dojo) You just gotta have the right touch. Justin: (on the TV) You go ahead, sweetie. I’ll put everything back. Felix: Aww man. We missed it. Justin: (puts away blades and sweeps up smashed targets, starts to leave, then stops and looks around) Felix: Crap! Gumdrop: Did he see the camera? Justin: (puts his hands together) Felix and Gumdrop: Hmm? Justin: Transform! “POOF!” Felix and Gumdrop: !?! 0__0 !?! (In Justin’s place stands a beautiful, statuesque, well endowed young lady with long brown hair and deep brown eyes) Justin: (starts dancing and twirling around) Wheeee! (starts singing and running her hands down her sides) “If you want my body And you think I’m sexy Come on baby let me know” Oh, oh, oh yeah. Felix and Gumdrop: AAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!! Felix: Turn it off!! TURN-IT-OFF!! Gumdrop: (turns off the TV) Justin: (in the dojo, twirls around a little more) Woo! *chuckles* “POOF!” Justin: (back to normal) Hehehe. ^_^ later... Felix and Gumdrop: (in the bathroom, leaning over the sink) Felix: (scrubbing his eyes) I can still see it when I close my eyes! Gumdrop: (doing the same) Scrub harder! Scrub harder!! Justin: (walks in) Hey guys. Felix and Gumdrop: AAH!! Justin: What are you doing? Gumdrop: Boo... er... nothing! Felix: We’re just washing up for dinner. Justin: Dinner’s not for another three hours. Gumdrop: .... Just getting a head start. Justin: Okie dokie, then. (leaves) Hehe. Teach you to install a spy camera in my house. ^_^

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Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Anime Imitating Reality
Time for some much needed comic relief.

A.I.R. Theater 1 G: (walks into a white room) ...... (looks around) ..... what is this? (words appear above) G: “Poke....the....Plushie”?......... HEY! (a big glove appears next to him) G: (glares at the glove) Don’t even think about it. (the glove pokes Gumdrop) “boink” G: Hey! *boink* Stop! *boink* Quit it! *boink* Cut it out!! *boink, boink, boink* AAH!! (starts running, the glove continues to poke him) *boink* Quit it! *boink* Quit it! *boink* Quit it! *boink* Quit it! *boink* QUIT IT!! *boink, boink, boink, boink, boink* THAT’S IT!!! (pulls out a bazooka) FIRE IN THE HOLE!!! “BLAMM!!” (the glove is now lying on the ground and has a big hole through it) “Play Again?” *click* O: (now appears in the white room) Zooo? “POKE THE ZILDER” (the glove reappears) O: (stares at the glove) Zzz? *boink* O: Oo! *boink* Zoo! *boink* Zoooooo!! *boink boink* Grrrrrr! (sets up a force-field around himself, the glove goes to poke him again, but when it touches the field...) “BZZZZZT!” (the glove is now fried) O: Hmm. ^_^ “Play Again?” *click* A: What the heck? “POKE THE CTARL” A: You’d better not! (the glove appears) *boink* A: DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ME!! RAAR!! (slashes at the glove) (the glove falls to the floor in shreds) A: Hahaha! “Play Again?” *click* “POKE THE RIFTER” J: Aw frak. (the glove appears) *boink* J: What? *boink* Hey! *boink* HEY! *boink* IE! *boink, boink* DAME! *boink, boink, boink, boink* KONAI DE!! *boink* GrrrAAH!! (takes out a sword) (the glove goes to poke him) J: (points the sword at the glove, wags his finger) Uh uh uuuh. (the glove takes out a sword too) J: Oro? (the two fight for a little while) “Kshing! Kshing! Clang! Swish! Swish! Kshing! Cling!” J: HAA!! (disarms the glove) Shi-ne! (runs the glove through) “Hurk! Bleh!” (the glove falls to the ground) J: (pulls his sword out) Stupid internet games. I’m gonna go play Metroid. (walks off)

Play the original game here.


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