Tuesday, March 21, 2006

   hello...

hello ppl today will probably be my last post for this week...after today i wont have a computer....for the rest of the week...cuz it's messing up and it needs fixing....wha!!!! i'm gonna miss you guys...so much...T.T...well i'll leave u guys with some pics and hopefully i'll be able read ur comments.

Till the next update
~celestial69

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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Sunday, March 19, 2006

   hello

yay i found some funny pics and thought i should share them with u guys!
today's theme is ff VII!!!







And the last pic for the day is...*drum rolls*...

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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   hello

I'm gonna repost chapter two just for the fun of it...so here u go:

Chapter Two: “Sword of Magic.”
Removing his hand that shaded his eyes from the bright light, he saw what the source of the light was. It was a sword, three feet in length, two inches in width, glowing brightly. Its handle was bright silver, decorated with some elegant unknown inscription. The blade was light-bluish silver, with both edges sharpened. Both the handle and blade were perfectly balanced. Only a knight could own and handle such an enthralling sword. How did it come to be here?
Luthious wondered what he should do. Looking around he saw no one. So he decided to pick up the blue sword. By sight it looked too heavy to pick up, but when Luthious picked it up it was as light as a feather. Luthious couldn’t believe how light it was. It was also warm to the touch. He could feel some warm aura come from the sword, making him feel safe and warm.
Luthious looked back to where he has first seen the sword. There the grass was slightly pressed down where the sword had lain. Then he was something black beneath the pressed grass. Kneeling down Luthious started searching through the grass to find a sheath. It was black, polished and had the same inscription on it like the sword’s handle.
Unlike the sword the sheath was cool to the touch. Plus the sheath was heavier than the sword. Lifting the sword up Luthious sheathed it. It fit perfectly. Getting up Luthious decided it was time to go home. ‘So many things have happened at once. It’s just too weird.’
Luthious headed back home, taking the sword with him. Not knowing that he was being watched by a stranger, who was hiding behind a tall, broad tree. ‘So this is Luthious.’ thought the stranger as he stepped out of the shadow of the tree. ‘Soon it would be night, and then I will kill him.’
The stranger wore a cloak about his shoulders. He had black ravenous hair, bright blue eyes, dark tanned skin, and he was well built. His clothing consisted of black pants and white long-sleeve shirt and black leather boots.
It was dark by the time Luthious got home. He lit a candle that lay beside his bed. Carefully laying the sword that he had had found on his bed, as he got undressed, revealing a broad smooth chest. He was just undoing his pants when the inscriptions on the sword began to blue. Luthious picked it up to examine it closer. It slowly grew brighter as the seconds went by. Then Luthious heard something break or crack outside. He turned to look outside when he spotted a tall stranger standing at the door.
“Who are you?” Luthious asked as he slowly backed away from the stranger. It does not concern you Luthious.” Said the stranger as he approached with each step the stranger took the sword glowed brighter, revealing the stranger’s face.
“How do you know my name?” Luthious kept looking for a way around the stranger as he kept on advancing on. “All that matters is that I do and that you will die soon for finding that sword of yours.” Luthious could see that the stranger was serious, but before he could react. The stranger lunged for his neck. Before the stranger touched Luthious’ skin a blue lighting struck the stranger’s hand.
Howling in pain, the stranger backed away. “No! The sword protects you! It has chosen you as its master. How can this be? You’re but a simple field boy, not of royal blood…unless…you have de Courte blood, but the last of them died two years ago. Only the one who possesses the de Courte blood shall be able to wield the Mystical Blue Sword.”

And one pic...


Today's question....what would u do if the world ended...what would u want the last thing u did to be?

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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Saturday, March 18, 2006

   hey clip...z.z.z.z

it's almost midnight so i'm kinda sleepy...

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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   hello!!!!!!!!

Ok i finally got finished with typing the next chapter..so here you go!

Chapter Two: “Sword of Magic.”
Removing his hand that shaded his eyes from the bright light, he saw what the source of the light was. It was a sword, three feet in length, two inches in width, glowing brightly. Its handle was bright silver, decorated with some elegant unknown inscription. The blade was light-bluish silver, with both edges sharpened. Both the handle and blade were perfectly balanced. Only a knight could own and handle such an enthralling sword. How did it come to be here?
Luthious wondered what he should do. Looking around he saw no one. So he decided to pick up the blue sword. By sight it looked too heavy to pick up, but when Luthious picked it up it was as light as a feather. Luthious couldn’t believe how light it was. It was also warm to the touch. He could feel some warm aura come from the sword, making him feel safe and warm.
Luthious looked back to where he has first seen the sword. There the grass was slightly pressed down where the sword had lain. Then he was something black beneath the pressed grass. Kneeling down Luthious started searching through the grass to find a sheath. It was black, polished and had the same inscription on it like the sword’s handle.
Unlike the sword the sheath was cool to the touch. Plus the sheath was heavier than the sword. Lifting the sword up Luthious sheathed it. It fit perfectly. Getting up Luthious decided it was time to go home. ‘So many things have happened at once. It’s just too weird.’
Luthious headed back home, taking the sword with him. Not knowing that he was being watched by a stranger, who was hiding behind a tall, broad tree. ‘So this is Luthious.’ thought the stranger as he stepped out of the shadow of the tree. ‘Soon it would be night, and then I will kill him.’
The stranger wore a cloak about his shoulders. He had black ravenous hair, bright blue eyes, dark tanned skin, and he was well built. His clothing consisted of black pants and white long-sleeve shirt and black leather boots.
It was dark by the time Luthious got home. He lit a candle that lay beside his bed. Carefully laying the sword that he had had found on his bed, as he got undressed, revealing a broad smooth chest. He was just undoing his pants when the inscriptions on the sword began to blue. Luthious picked it up to examine it closer. It slowly grew brighter as the seconds went by. Then Luthious heard something break or crack outside. He turned to look outside when he spotted a tall stranger standing at the door.
“Who are you?” Luthious asked as he slowly backed away from the stranger. It does not concern you Luthious.” Said the stranger as he approached with each step the stranger took the sword glowed brighter, revealing the stranger’s face.
“How do you know my name?” Luthious kept looking for a way around the stranger as he kept on advancing on. “All that matters is that I do and that you will die soon for finding that sword of yours.” Luthious could see that the stranger was serious, but before he could react. The stranger lunged for his neck. Before the stranger touched Luthious’ skin a blue lighting struck the stranger’s hand.
Howling in pain, the stranger backed away. “No! The sword protects you! It has chosen you as its master. How can this be? You’re but a simple field boy, not of royal blood…unless…you have de Courte blood, but the last of them died two years ago. Only the one who possesses the de Courte blood shall be able to wield the Mystical Blue Sword.”

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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   hello!

Yay i have updated...but not on my story...i'll try to put it up as soon as i can...promise! lol well today i seem to be in an Angel Sanctuary mood...so here you go pics!!!



















we'll i'm off to try and finish typing at least chapter 2 of my story...i have six chapters but they're on notebook paper...T.T...yeah i know...but i like to write my stories down then type it......well let's see how long it will take. till then comment and i'll try ti visit some sites.

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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Thursday, March 16, 2006

   hello

sorry for not updating...didnt really have much to say...so i'll leave u with a poem....some of u may have read it before....but still comment...^.^ catch u guys later...

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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Monday, March 13, 2006

   Hello!!!

Ok...nothing to really say so i'm gonna post a story that i've been working on for awhile...it's only maybe...6 chapter long...and currently i have writer's blog...or whatevr you call it...lol and this is one of many incomplete stories...so hopefully i'll get over this problem and continue writing since the last time i wrote would be....since January...yep...major blockage....lol...well i hope you guys like it and if you have questions bout it pm it to me...ok here's the story...no pic for it as of yet...but maybe i'll find one...ok let's get this show on the road.....

(this is the title)

Prologue
Many years ago back when kings still ruled over kingdoms and knights battled dragons, lived a boy, who would one day become known as a great warrior. He would travel the long road of treachery to become a man of immense value and power.
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Luthious grew up in a small village, with a small population. He was reaching a point at which he would soon become a man at the age of sixteen. Then he would leave to go to the King. Who needed young apprentices to become knights.
Though Luthious lived in a small house, he often managed to find places in it to hide his treasures that he had found venturing through the forest near the King’s castle. This was a fair distance from his house.
Luthious was young, well built and strong. His hair was wheat-blonde, that reached to his shoulders. His skin was tanned by the sun, and he had bright green eyes, like emeralds.
He would work in his field of crops in the morning and by noon he would set off on an adventure, with a supply of food and a small sharp knife. He would return in the evening with heavy feet and a smile of satisfactory of a great adventure.

Chapter One: “The Engraved Stone.”
It was a nice cool day that Luthious woke up to. He got up from his bed and stretched, feeling every muscle come to life. As he opened the door, the wind blew gently at his hair, causing it to sway against the breeze. The wind felt cool and fresh as it caressed his face.
Taking a deep breath he closed his eyes. ’Bet winter is coming early this year.’ he thought. “At least I’ve done harvested the crops.” Since he had no work on the field, he looked around for something to do. He spotted his neighbor waving at him. Waving back he yelled, “Morning!” The sight of the happy family reminded him of how he didn’t have a family, no father to advise him, or brother to venture with. He was alone, since his mother had died two years ago.
As his mother’s last wish, he vowed that he would become a knight. But at that time he did it to please her in her last few moments in the mortal realm. Now as he thought on it, the vow seemed like an omen. He didn’t want to serve the King that ruled the land. For the King was evil and greedy. “A ruler like that I will never serve.” He whispered to himself.
Following a path that was leading to a small garden full of white roses, he knelt down to smell the scent of the roses. Slowly tears started falling from his eyes. ‘How mother loved these roses, because white meant purity, for those pure of heart.’ Gathering his thoughts together, he trimmed a few. Assembling them into a small bundle, he got up.
Today was his mother’s second year of death. She loved her roses, so Luthious decided to put them on her grave. As he found his way past the house and through a small fence that surrounded his mother’s grave. There laid a rectangular, polished stone. Engraved on it were these words:

Phedre de Courte.
Mother of
Luthious de Courte.

There was something strange that caught Luthious’ attention. On the edge of the stone, engraved there as well were:

He who bares the blood
Of the de Courte is
Destined to see what
Can not be SEEN by
MERE mortals.

Of all the times he had been to his mother’s graveyard, never had he seen this inscription. What did it mean? Who wrote it and why? His mother never told him about her family, only that she was the last one left alive, except him.
The thought of what it meant didn’t last long. Luthious got up to leave when he realized that the inscription had disappeared. ‘Maybe it was must my imagination.’ He thought, turning to leave. As he walked back to his house he stumbled across something shiny, that blinded him for a second or two.


ok that's the end of this chapter...you'll have to wait till the next update for more! lol so tell me what did you guys think?....oh yeah there's a new member on the otaku that i would like you guys to visit and her name is dracoluver69....so go visit her...lol well catch u guys later.

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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Sunday, March 12, 2006

   hello

Nothing to say...except for...GO VOTE ON MY FANART!!! ok and comment...if you will...which u will do...lol well catch u guys later....pics you say? hm...maybe...look down and if you see pics...then u've answered ur question...lol


Dance!







And a perfect way to end this post....


Guten Tag!!

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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Saturday, March 11, 2006

   Hello my fellow loyal readers! lol

Nothing much going on here...*cough* ok let's get all dramatic.....

Today has been an absolutely marvelous day for me...I’m denied a trip to the book store to pick up my manga....yes positively perfect and I’m given the choice of cleaning the house...which by the way I absolutely love..*not*...and then I log on to my yahoo to find my little cousins on and annoying me with the damn buzz button every five seconds....yes what wonderful family love they show...

Oh god! I can't think of anymore sarcastic remarks....oh darn it...they are still bugging me!! lol well let's get this show on the road...technically speaking...cuz it would be impossible...unless I was using a portable computer...lol...ok here's what u guys came to see pics!! and they have my poems on them...so get careful piss me of with ur comment...you'll see hell sooner that u think...*smacks self* what am i saying if you guys didn’t comment then there would be no point to posting...so feel free...as you dare...wha ha ha ha ha....o-k-a-y...moving on...here's the poem/pics enjoy.^.^

"I stand alone, everything that I believe in is fading."

~Godsmack

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