Wednesday, October 5, 2005

   WEET W00, AUTUMN DANCE!!
Weet w00, we had an Autumn Dance! The good thing was that is shwas fun. The bad thing is that is cost 5 bucks!! And they didn't play Mr. Brightside so I could do Roiben's Mr. Brightside Dance!! T_T

The Mr. Brightside dance is fun! I got to dance like a skanky girl to the songs made by skanky girls. And I won a glow stick necklace for doing the best disco moves!!

W00 w00!! Anyway, yeahz. Remember, I could be putting up my stories at anytime, so be ready! =D
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Sunday, October 2, 2005

   AEGFF Chapter 6!
Um, yeah. I wanted to post this earlier, but no one effing lets me on the comp!! lol, it sucks. Anyway, enjoy.

Chapter 6

The next few days went by similarly. The only days Tera didn’t hang out with them was when she was reading another book. Usually, she hung out with them after, telling them exactly what happened; most of the books she read were longer than the total amount of books they’d read in their entire lives. Sadly, before they knew it, class was back in session, and Max didn’t expect to see Tera except on days off. He made his way to his first class, Journalism; according to his father, his mother was a journalist.

“All right… I suppose everyone is here.” Mr. Bohr muttered, until the door flew open. Max turned his head, and smiled with surprise. Tera walked down the stairs in her pajamas and bunny slippers, her hair sticking out in odd angles. Some of the students laughed, but she was far too tired to care. The teacher sighed and checked a book; apparently, he checked attendance with it.

“You’re the new student, I suppose.” Mr. Bohr muttered, snapping Tera into consciousness. She nodded dimly, sitting down on the stairs and putting her books into her lap. The teacher pointed to a vacant spot, where Tera decided to make her way. As luck would have it, it was by Max. This was the only class Max had that P.J. and Bobby didn’t; somehow, he didn’t think it would be so bad now that he had a friend.

“Miss, please introduce yourself.” Mr. Bohr said, leaning against his desk. Tera nodded and stood up, trying to fix her hair a little. She cleared her throat, and brushed wrinkles off of her blue-striped nightshirt.

“My name is Tera Aoki, and I’ve been transferred here from CCC; Calgary Community College.” Tera stated, “I moved back to Spoonerville from Canada over the summer, and I can’t wait to begin classes again.” She sat down again, and received a flurry of questions. However, most were about how cold Canada was, and whether she had to stay in an igloo.

She told them she stayed in a two-storey igloo, but informed Max that Canada was actually really nice any time other than winter. Class was uneventful; they only had an orientation about what branches of journalism there were. Tera had fallen asleep on Max’s shoulder, and he had to wake her at the end of class. His shoulder was drenched with saliva; Tera had had a lot of time to drool during the lecture.

“C’mon Tera, there’s a break between classes that you can use to actually get dressed.” Max chuckled as Tera walked off, nodding. He walked around campus, taking the break to socialize with Bobby and P.J.. He told them about where Tera had transferred from. However, what had really gotten their interest was her comment on coming BACK to Spoonerville.

“You mean she was here before?” Bobby asked, tipping his sunglasses as he filled him mouth with Cheddar Whizzy.

“I guess so… you were at Stacey’s party, and she mentioned it a few days ago. Was she there?” Max asked, watching Bobby shake his head.

“Tommy Gunn was there… you remember her, don’t you? Skinny short girl with long-ish black hair?” Bobby said, and it clicked. Tommy Gunn! That was Tera’s nickname in high school. She only socialized with boys, but people thought that she might’ve been friends with Roxanne. It seemed so stupid to him that he could’ve forgotten.

“That IS Tera, Bobby. We just didn’t know her name until now.” Max sighed, cuffing his friend, “I’m gonna go see what she’s doing; I thought she would be meeting us here.” His friends waved as he walked away. Fortunately, he bumped into Tera a few feet away from the guys. It would be a good time to confront her.

“Oh, hi Max!” Tera grinned, clapping him on the shoulder, “what do you have next? I have English Literature and Physical Education.” She smiled as Max rubbed his shoulder; she’d always been told she had “hulk like strength”. He smiled and leaned against a tree, smiling at her.

“Well, my next class isn’t too important. I remember you from before now too.” Max grinned back at her, “Tommy Gunn was what we called you in high school, wasn’t it?” He smiled as she beamed proudly at him.

“Yessir, that’s what you guys called me. Weren’t you always getting called Maxie the Geek and Goof of the week?” Tera asked, looking at him sympathetically when his smile dropped, “if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t call you that. If anyone else did it around me, I creamed them.” She smiled and punched his arm amiably, as they walked back to meet their friends. Unfortunately, a bell sounded, and Tera had to leave.

“I’m sorry Max, I have to go to class. See ya.” Tera said, smiling and turning away. Quickly, she snuck one last glance at him as she ran, blushing slightly as she did. Max hadn’t noticed; he was too focused on getting to his next class with Bobby and P.J..

I'm satisfied with the length of this chapter. It seems really long since last week's short one... O_O
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   Fake Wings, Chapter 6!
OMG, sorry it's late...

Chapter 6

Izayoi carried her the bodies of her family members out one at a time, followed soon by Tenji’s. Since they were traitors, they wouldn’t be buried, unless Izayoi did it herself. Sighing, she cremated her family members, collecting their ashes in an urn. Then, she released the ashes into the wind, where the storm’s breeze scattered them among the desert.

“May your trip into the light be easy… gomen nasai.” Izayoi muttered, praying quietly. Then, she began digging a grave for Tenji. It was her best friend’s wish to be buried. Tenji always said that whe she died, she wanted to be buried. Mainly because she was born of the desert, and wished to return to it. Sighing, Izayoi began to lower Tenji’s body into the soft, sandy grave. After she said a quick prayer, she marked Tenji’s grave with a cross, and began filling it up.

She cried bitter tears, but stopped when she heard the rumble of thunder. Smiling slightly, she brushed away her tears as the rain began to fall. With a sigh, she frolicked in the downpour, as Tenji had been hoping to do before she had been killed. After she was completely soaked, she returned to the base’s engine room, where she hoped to be alone. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case. A young man, around her age, was working on a ship near hers; it was obvious that he was working hard.

“Um… hello.” The young man mumbled, stopping Izayoi in her tracks, “my name is Krad… who are you?” She didn’t want to talk with anyone at the moment; all she wanted to do was mourn quietly in her room. She began to walk away, until she heard the hood of the craft fall down. It hit metal, so it was obvious that the young man working had finished. He had black hair that covered his right eye. His visible eye was green; at least, that’s what color it appeared to be.

“Look, I don’t want to talk to anyone right now.” Izayoi said, not bothering to turn toward the young man. It was obvious that she was upset; she was fighting back tears as she spoke. Almost immediately after she’d finished speaking, she felt a hand on her shoulder. It startled her; his hand was warm. However, she was more startled that he was able to sneak up on her; the only one who did that was Otomaru, who moved nearly without a sound.

“Listen, I know what happened. Your family and only friend are dead.” Krad said, patting her shoulder, “but don’t worry. If you need someone to talk to, I’ll be here for you.” He walked away after he said it, leaving Izayoi alone. She had craved touch like the brief embrace, but it now felt so alien to her. She wasn’t sure if she’d be able to handle any sort of human contact ever again. Blinking back tears, she ran back to her room, she tossed herself onto her bunk and cried herself to sleep.

*

That night, Tenji’s grave was unearthed. Otomaru snuck quietly, carrying the shovel over his shoulder. It was unnecessary; desert sand was easy to sift through. However, since it had been raining, the sand would be clumped together as mud. Silently, he dug up Tenji’s grave, sighing when he hit something. It was Tenji’s body, which was in perfect condition. A strange glint came into Otomaru’s eyes as he pulled out the body, shouting when some blood eked out of the wound onto his shirt.

“It’s for the prophecy and the boss; it’s for the prophecy and the boss.” Otomaru muttered, slinging Tenji’s corpse over his shoulder. Silently as he’d come, he filled Tenji’s grave again, and returned to the base. After a few moments, he’d found his boss; the room was filled with tubes. Hadden nodded, and Otomaru put Tenji into a column. He put a breathing tube over Tenji’s snout, and sealed the door.

The column filled with a green liquid; it was called formaldehyde, and would preserve Tenji’s body. At least until the ceremony was done. ‘This is all part of the prophecy,’ Otomaru thought, grinning as he helped with the ceremony. If it worked, and fate was with them, Tenji would be rising again.

This one might be short... at leats it's progress. Review and I'll tag you back!
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Friday, September 30, 2005

   DAY OFF and HERO'S MEDAL!!
lol, I have a day off today!! Well, it says it's the 30th, but currently, it's 11 PM on Thursday, one day before Friday, but screw technicalities. I get tomorrow off! W00 W00!!

And I'm a freakin' hero! I got a medal from the government for doing the Terry Fox run and helping our school raise about $7000! W00 W00! Anyway, yeah, that's all. Be expecting story updates for either tomorrow or Saturday; I've decided I'll post them whenever I feel like it.
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005

   Why are you reading this?
Read the fan ficcy and the original works, darn you!! lol, jk. This is a pointless update, and I just wanted to let you know that school sucks. Anyway, have fun and read the stories, darn you! XD
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Saturday, September 24, 2005

   AEGFF Chapter 5!!
lol, here you are, Chapter 5!! Yeah, I know the dance-off idea was lame, but shut up. How's a bulimic stick like that girl gonna kick Tera's butt? She's a blackbelt in three martial arts, dammit! XD Anyway, enjoy.

Chapter 5

Tera and the girl stepped out on the dance floor, where the other girl was quickly joined by a posse of girls. Tera looked around at each of them, frowning when they laughed at her. Their leader silenced them, and walked up to Tera, holding her hand out in front of her.

“Wanna reconsider? My posse and me can dance up a storm together.” The girl grinned, offering the hand for a shake. Tera looked down at it, disgusted, then swatted it away. Slowly, she undid her green button shirt, revealing a purple tank top and the rest of her pale skin beneath.

“Unlike you, I don’t need a posse to dance. I’ll show you all a thing or two.” Tera grumbled, grinning as the next song came on. It was a fast, hip-hop song, something these girly girls were well versed in. They did a few synchronized moves, some which even Tera applauded at. However, they stopped, expecting Tera to do her moves.

“You girls don’t wanna reconsider?” Tera chuckled, “even though I’m alone, I’ll still kick your butts.” The girls laughed at Tera’s comment, not taking her seriously. It was going to be fun for her to prove them wrong. The first move she did was a spin. On her head. She grinned upside-down at them as she spun, crossing her arms under her chest.

After she finished her little head spin, she did a few more break-dancing moves, moonwalking around the girls, then backflipped back to her original position. She chuckled at the girls’ vacant expression, and cheered to herself when they walked away. When she turned back to Max and they others, they looked more stunned than they had that afternoon.

“Where’d you learn to dance like that?” Max asked, being the first one to talk. She giggled and slid herself in between Max and P.J. Quickly, she buttoned up her shirt and retrieved her scrunchie. She wasn’t planning on answering right away, ignoring the others’ babble as she tied her hair.

“Don’t you guys remember Powerline?” Tera asked, peaking their interest, “he was a big hit in highschool.” She grinned as the others suddenly remembered the former rock star. Even though nowadays, he’d be considered a pop star. Max suddenly remembered his little concert for Roxanne.

“Powerline didn’t do anything like that, did he?” Max asked, to which Tera shook her head.

“I know. He inspired me to take dance lessons… ‘course, I’m still a complete klutz, so I don’t know if it helped or anything.” Tera grinned, and received several objections from her friends. She sighed and accepted the compliments, before shushing them.

“Hey Max, mind if I talk to you alone?” Tera asked, receiving a nod from Max. The pair walked outside, leaving P.J. and Bobby alone for the time being. Max followed Tera outside of the club, and into the alleyway. She grinned, and ruffled his hair.

“Now I remember where I saw you first! You were at that Powerline concert!” Tera smiled, bringing a look of confusion to Max’s face, “I saw it at Stacey’s party… you danced real well!” She giggled at Max’s expression, as he recalled his lie to Roxanne. He sighed and shook his head.

“I’m not that good; I just did his dance moves…” Max sighed, but Tera disagreed. She smiled and put her hand on his cheek. She moved her head close to his, and he forgot to ask how she’d been at Stacey’s party back in high school. Simply, expecting a moment, he brought his head closer to hers, as she was. However, before anything happened, she brought her head back and hit Max in the forehead with hers. They both recoiled from the brunt of the strike, a loud banging sound resonating through the alley.

“OW!! What was that for?” Max asked, rubbing his forehead. Tera was rubbing hers too; it seemed that she’d really hit him hard. After checking for blood, she smiled, and decided to explain herself.

“Max, even if you do someone else’s routine, you can still customize it and make it your own.” Tera chuckled, “’sides, I’d like to have a dance with you sometime… if you’re not too rusty. Now come on, I’ll get you some ice.” She smiled and walked back inside the club. Max was a little confused still. When Tera looked like she was about to kiss him, his insides had squirmed… could it be that he liked her?

“Maxie! Hurry up!” Tera called, chuckling. This snapped Max back into reality, and he ran back into the club, thinking about Tera, even though he didn’t want to.

lol, hope you liked it... that's all I shall say now. Byedy bye.
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Fake Wings, Chapter 5!!
lol, yeah, sorry this up so late... anyway, here it is!

Chapter 5

Tenji and Izayoi arrived in the bunker, where they were face to face with Hadden and Otomaru. The look of fear in Tenji’s eyes fiercely contradicted Otomaru’s bloodthirsty expression. He gestured to the dome where the battles took place, where Izayoi’s family was already.

“Tenji, was Izayoi involved as well?” Otomaru asked, sighing when Tenji shook her head, “fine, join the others. Izayoi, stay there.” Izayoi obeyed begrudgingly, watching as Tenji waved sadly at her. The door to the dome closed, and Izayoi was alone with Hadden and his bodyguard.

“Izayoi… are you aware of the crime these people were about to commit?” Hadden asked ominously, leaving a bad feeling in Izayoi’s stomach, “they were about to smuggle technology AND Tenji out of our base. Were you in on it?” Hadden leaned forward, after gesturing to Izayoi’s family. She had two younger sisters, and her mother and father were hugging.

“I wasn’t aware… what are you going to do them?” Izayoi asked, walking over to the glass, looking out at her family. Otomaru burst out laughing, increasing Izayoi’s uncomfortability. She looked over her shoulder, then cried out when she noticed the button in Otomaru’s hand.

“The same way we deal with all traitors. Death penalty.” Hadden chuckled, horror showing on Izayoi’s face as Otomaru slammed the button down. The doors in the arena opened, and some of Hadden’s most mutilated and vicious experiments stepped forward. Only two were armed, the rest had claws and daggers surgically implanted into their arms.

“Bye bye!” Otomaru cackled, waving at the doomed people. The slaughter began almost instantly. Tenji fought them off with her mental abilities; she had an ability to create psychic energy and move things using it. However, Izayoi’s younger sisters soon fell to the monsters, as did her parents.

“STOP!!” Izayoi wept, but Otomaru slammed her head into the glass, forcing her to watch. Some of the glass broke, giving Izayoi a nasty cut on her eye. She continued to weep, her blood mixing with her tears. Tenji continued her desperate fight; she’d already killed three experiments. The only ones left were the armed ones.

“Two more!” Tenji mouthed, before she beat them down with her mental abilities and parasol. She skipped over to where Izayoi’s head had broken the glass. She smiled at Izayoi, oblivious to the danger. Suddenly, a sickening sound was heard; the sound of a blade piercing soft, warm flesh.

“TENJI!!!” Izayoi wailed, looking down at her friend, who looked down at her torso. There was a sword sticking through her, held by a dying experiment. She looked up at Izayoi, and tried to speak. Unfortunately, all she could do was gurgle and cough up blood. The sword slid out of her body, and the deed was done. Tenji fell to her knees, then fell over onto her side, blood trickling slowly out of her mouth and sword wound.

“TENJI!!!” Izayoi shouted, banging her fist on the glass. Otomaru chuckled, and removed chunks of glass from Izayoi’s eye. He licked the blood of the glass, then threw it on the floor. She cast him a look of pure hatred, rubbing blood and tears away from her eyelid. It was evident a scar would form; fortunately, she’d be able to sew it shut before she had to remove her eye completely.

“Go ahead Izayoi, clean up the bodies. It’s an order.” Otomaru giggled sadistically, forcing Izayoi into the dome to clean up the bodies. She made sure each experiment was dead, cutting off all the heads except for her beloved family and friend. Sighing, she prayed for a moment, then swept up the bodies, most of which had already hit rigor mortis. She wept silently, and made up her plans to kill her boss, and his pink-haired, sadist lackey.

It might've been shorter; I wasn't really paying attention, anyways, enjoy!
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Friday, September 23, 2005

   Uh oh...
I can't seem to find any wallpapers of Goofy or Max on the internet!! T_T I'm under distress, man.

I'm thinking of making my own wallpaper, but I have no way of showing it on my site... Cursed lack of a scanner!!

If anyone I know could help me host my own background, that'd be loveliful. Thaks for your time!
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Thursday, September 22, 2005

   NO SCHOOL!!
WEEZ, no school today!! If I get bored, I may actually type up the next chapters of my stories today.. 'course, I won't be utting them up until either tomorrow or Saturday!! lol.

So far, I watched MTV for some good ol' MCR music videos!! I finally saw the whole video for "I'm Not Okay (I Promise)", and it's funny as hell! *Does Gerard's camera move.* XD lmao

So far, I haven't eaten at all, and I'm on top of the world! Waiting for lunchtime so that I can eat popcorns and have Pepsi!

I think we were planning on watching both Goofy movies today... I never noticed that Max seemed so short in the first movie; he looks way taller in the second.
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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

   ONIWABANSHU!!!
I shall inform you of a historic fact!! Did you know that most ninjas, once Japan fell back into place, began working in the gardens of their castles? Thus the name, ONIWABANSHU. Literally, this name means=
"O" is an honorifix *Used to honor someone*
"NIWA" means Garden
"BAN" means Guard
"SHU" means People

So, they were called oniwabanshu, or "garden ninja". 'Course, the ninjas that didn't do the gardening brought about the modern ninja legends and their magic junk...

Naruto would be boring if it were about gardening... T_T
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