Saturday, May 5, 2007

i'll always be me.
well today i cried for the first time in a long time, so that was just peachy-great. i guess i still have a little emo and melodrama left in me.

what happened was that i basically spend ALL my time yesterday working on my drawings for my speach in public speaking, i was up till like midnight or 1, and i really had my heart set on doing this and it being really awesome! some of the lines were a bit risky but Weiss pre-read them before calling me up and had no problems i guess, but upon me hgoing up there she cut me off mid-way through, which really hurt me because i spend a huge amount of time on this, and she got my hopes up just to destroy them, the only reason i got cut off was because the kids in the audience were being immature shit-heads, so i got censored and that really crushed me, i felt my heart just sink, my dream was denied, all my romanticized ideas about this speach torn away, so i just collected my drawing and went back to my seat, put my head down and began sobbing, after some other jack-ass went up and slaughtered theit speach by sounding illiterate and confused i just excused myself from the room and cried into my hands in the hall, a few people tried to consoul me, which was very nice, but really then i just wanted to cry. after so i cried until the bell, then dried my eyes, got my stuff and went to my next class. well apperently word travels fast, because i started getting requests to see my drawings, and i must say i got great reviews. so i pretty much turned myself into a cult artist in one easy week of back-breaking drawing and a lot of tears. oh well, after i stopped crying i couldn't really be sad anymore, because no matter what i always have one thing on my mind that makes me happy, one person, my lover, so i can no longer be truly sad.

see my sadness is a quiet desperation, so i try to dwell on it so i'll have outward symptoms and people will console me, which i know is a bad idea, but i'm a drama king so oh well. but really i couldn't force anything, because sadness turned into loneliness [and even my loneliness turns into strength, when i think of her] that being me wishing Bev was there to embrace me, to hold me and tell me to be happy, to be her sweet and nurturing self to me, i'd do anything to talk to her, and its beyond my comprehention what i'd do to feel her. so basically i stopped being sad and started getting lovesick, which is really my natural state, so after that no one was worried about my anymore, my group was nice to me in both classes after, its nice to know that the students are less horrible than the staff.

so thats it, i will not forgive Weiss for this, i said it last year but it seemed this year she was nicer because i'm older, but nope, so no more chances, i'll shun her like she shunned me, to just put someone out like that, bad taste. i won't be all screaming bitch to her, just calm, deep and quiet, i'll tell her she slighted me in a way i cannot forgive her for, and if she attempts to talk to me i'll just give short dismissive answers.

other than today was good, i finally got DVR so i'm now able to record my favorite shows that are on at difficult times, i saw SpiderMan 3 then went home, watched GTO, wrote some more AP, then talked to my lover.

i'm perfectly fine now, i know where my ill-feelings go and i know the upsides of losing, i now have pity and fans, i got a lot of drawing practice and i'm sure this expanded my imagination and creative abilities even further. plus i'll always have Beverly to kiss away my tears, to heal my wounds and to hold me when i feel the lowest, most scared and broken. if i can make it through these few years ahead i can do anything, for a person who lives for love and affection to live without it for the majority of his time and still be happy, for a person who is addicted to himself to go 20 or so days without servicing his needs, i'm becoming a better person because of the pains i feel. and i will conquer the tesat they call life.

-Quote-

"whenever i think of you, when i'm really lovestruck and can't escape the feeling i always imagine the same thing, i get the same feeling and mental image... i see myself wrapped in a rose-thorn vine, the points piercing my body, but not in a bloody realistic way, and those piercings are what cause me to close my eyes and shudder while i hug myself and place by hands over my heart, where i'm always bound by the multiple thorns of love. love for me isn't a single arrow's point, its the thousands on those vines."

-me explaining my romantic thoughts to Bev. [she loves my unrealistic mind so much.]

visit the one who makes me hold my hands over my heart and sigh.


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!
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Wednesday, May 2, 2007

More Delays.
yep, i have a bunch of homework today, plus i really need to watch the on demand showing of the first annual American Anime Awards, being as its about to be taken off, and because if Adam and everyone that agrees with him have there way then this will be the last time my opinion will ever matter unless i become an Anime reviewer or some other "insider"

i'm not personally attacking the leader of course, because i want to stay here, even though i don't think he'd kick me off for saying i dissaprove of his ideas. but what i'm trying to say is that the AAAs had it right this time, the4 people should choose which is the best Anime, because right now we're a niche group and being as that ids the case i think personal interaction is a great idea. a lot of people think that it's unfail because it means that better known Animes will always win, but i think that's better than having the Anime equivilent of "sideways" sweeping, the kinda thing that happens in the Academy Awards, where movies that no one knows or cares about because always win, in a group of people that is so tightly condensed and connected so deeply it would be a terrible idea to alienate fans. plus i believe that popularity is a compnent of success, not quality, but success, if youb can market crap in a way that everyone wants it then you deserve an award, and it doesn't really matter how great your series is if no one watches it, they could always have "insider's choice" catagories, or even making another whole awards show about that, but i still think that rewarding and not shunning your everyday fan is a great idea.

well i do have an idea for public speaking now, its called the "security blanket" if someone tries to break into your house the blanket glomps their face and kills them. it also has a "restrain" as opposed to "kill" setting, so you can introduce your spouse to a whole new idea of "soft bondage." i really think that is a beautiful quote and in real life i'd really use it for that. in fact through out the whole commercial i'm going to use my own hand-drawings as props and visual aids, and the "actors" are basically all me or Bev [except the criminal, he looks like a wierd mixture of asian and black stereotypes] and the pictures include phrases like "me and him are not the same person, look, i have glasses. *same eyes* *same clothes* *same hair*" "i've never met her before in my life *note her lipstick on his neck*" "i love you security blanket, you're so warm sand fluffy! *dead criminal*" here's one of the best.

Narrator: [me] Buy it now for only the cost of an arm and a leg... literally...

Me: that sucks!

Narrator: ...but we really can't verify were the limbs came from, its not like we're going to check...

Me: *wields hand-saw* Awesome! I'll be right back!

i'm also offering a Cherry-Darling [Grindhouse] style assault rifle leg and a Death Note [Death note] as the "buy and get this free" deal, i really love my wierd ideas, they really bring me happiness, but drawing all this might be a bit of a bitch, but at least that way i'm really getting a lot of drawing practice, i hope that even if i'm kinda half-assing this art it improves my talent a little.

me and my love didn't really get to talk much yesterday, but thats fine, we got all cute and sappy before i went to bed, so as long as i go to bed deeply lovestruck and Thoroughly under her spell i'm truly happy, just that makes me feel crazy with happiness, hearing her words of love and the sounds of her wet, glossly lips, i can't imagine how cxrazy i'll be when i'm holding her and feeling the affects of her love-spells delived via lips all across my face.
paradise is just a few weeks away.

-Quote-
"Bev is my drug and i'm screwed because there is no experimental remedy for the love i feel for her, i'm addicted to her, i need her every moment of my life, and there is no cure for that, i doomed to be infected with her love for the rest of my life, it is my eternal curse to be afflicted by her affection and bounded to her heart by mine."

-about me and my lover

she has done new things! go see!


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Monday, April 30, 2007

blind tangent.
well it appears i went off on a random rant about my crazy past and all my skeletons in my closet, all crazy going in and on about me and my fucked up life, and it appears what set it off was Myui saying my acknowledgement that my characters yell too much was a minor success, not my ability to now show the smallest inkling of self scrifice towards anyone besides Bev. so it appears that that little insight into my life was completly and totally unnessacary. so on that note i think i'll just get on with my life, every once in a while i go all brooding over the shit that's behind me, but being as you guys can tell that in all the time i've been on here i've only mentioned those things in depth once you can see i'm not exactly haunted.

well anyway i got very little sleep last night, being as i end up going to sleep about 12 hours after i got up after getting 10+ hours of sleep, so i'm not really tired when i lay down in bed, that and the fact that i'm blue-balling myself i can't even go for my normal placebo "well maybe if i toss off i can finally fall asleep." and since i'm about midway through my 30 days of abstenance thats not exactly an option. so i just layed there trying all kinds of different positions and combinations, holding weenie dog, not holding weenie dog, 1 sheet, 2 sheets, no sheets, side, stomach, back. basically just manically spinning my wheels until i think i just passed out finally, and based on that bit of fun i was of course tired today.

in public speaking we have to make some damn comercial for a product we make up, i wanted to make one called "sex-pository" i had all kinds of great ideas for the Aphrodisiac supository and how to market it "sex-pository, just look for the blue pills the size of your fist" Weiss is just being a difficult bitch now. oh well i'll think of something or someone to sell, Sylar, Death Notes, Takanori... one of those would be a hits if i developed it enough, but i guess i used up my "come on! let me do it!" til they give up on the Bawls Jell-o, so i guess the sex-pository is scrapped.

as far as scrapping goes i argued with the gals in my econ class because of my love for my beaner as well as my wierdness. it all started when i asked one of them if getting your navel pierced hurts being as i'm planning on piercing mine after my 18th birthday, so they got all crazy about that, i really freaked them out when i said i wanted a lower back tattoo, their poor closed minds are never ready for the insanity and random-ass ideas i come up with, well they really dug into me when i said i wanted to get Bev's name on my left chest over my heart, they went all "well what will you do when you break up?" they say it like its inevitable, hopw could anyone think like that, thinking that love is so fleeting and disposable, i could never think of being without Bev, so i don't have any ideas over what i'd do IF we broke up, and the idea of getting a permenant mark of ownership would sort of say that i'm planning she will be with me for as long as the ink, because there is no expewrimental remedy for my love i feel for her, i'm addicted to her, i need her every moment of my life, and there is no cure for that, i doomed to be infected with her love for the rest of my life.

oh well, i'll manage somehow.

-Quote-

"The farther away you are, the closer you feel to me, even my loneliness turns into strength when i think of you. what pierces my painful chest is the fragment of a dream, believe once more in the miracle that is our chance meeting."

-Nami Tamaki "Reason"

visit the one who's name i will one day be marked with one my skin as i am on my heart.


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!
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Sunday, April 29, 2007

minor problems
debating the meaning of the term "minor" always a bad idea when you're talking with Chris Hanson, but right now its perfectly okay, because as far as i know i'm not hunting prey, and also i mean to speak of a different type of minor.

my ability to not bitch about having no interest in where my father was taking me was dubbed a "minor success" i'd call it a relativly big one for me, sacrificing for a person besides Bev, thats something i almost never do, and i do i usually complain like all holy hell over it, because i'm such a self indulgent little bastard, so i'd say going through that boring charity dinner and ending up messing up my whole schedule yet not complaining to my father was amazing for me. because really to anyone besides Bev, i suck.

yep, today we had another solemn conversation based upon the fact i want to see the mom in that stupid phone comercial where the daughter is arguing with her mother in net-speak punch the stupid bitch in the face and exclaim "PWND!" Bev gets all soft voiced and asks if i'd ever really hit our kids, and i had to explain to her that i wouldn't, i guess it does take some getting used to, my sense of humor. and of course i'm not going to hit my kid, even if they did talk to me in acronyms, i'd just tell them that i'm taking away the internet from them until they are fluent in l337 [true l337 is 50% according to my sources, 100% is just being flashy] as much as i'd like to assault a child and yell "PWND" in my mind i know that imagination and reality are two different things, i've learned that painfully time after time, seeing what i believe are cute or romantic gestures laughted or scoffed at, people berating me behind my back over things i thought were great ideas. i know that my mind is an universe onto itself and that most of its more beautiful inhabitants die upon crossing over into this world, so i've decided to stop watching them die in a flaming catastro-fuck in front of me and let them just fade away forgotten into my mind, when acronym bitch goes away the jokes will too, and i'll come up with more strange thoughts that make Bev sad to hear. i'd like to say i'll stop thinking or enjoying my demented thoughts but i don't see that happening any time soon. maybe one day i will evolve or mature so that i don't think things that make her cry, or i grow to hate and resent those thoughts, maybe one day i can become a thing that completly makes her happy, but right now i still fail sometimes, i do the opposite, and i like the thoughts that cause her pain. resolution will be welcomed when it occurs.

mean while in the land of gaming i got the shameless fan service character her bunny costume, it looks good, except her weapon and sheild look a bit strange on it, especially the whip attached by seemingly nothing on her hip, but oh well, it looks a lot cooler than the old one, though that one did say "seductress" a bit more, this is more whimsical and i like it. also my characters gained the ability to go up to super crazy high level focus power, which i like on the fan service girl because then it like "i blow you a kiss with so much power in it vaporizes stone, try to survive this *wink*"

well at this moment i'm listening to Chii sing the song that occurs in Gundam SEED Destiny at the point that fragments of Junius Seven is whiping out whole cities [Fields of Hope] so basically i keep imagining the meteors hitting things and wiping thousands of people from existance as Lacus sings a peppy love song. Man does Rie Tanaka voice characters i find so endearing [even though i actually watched Chobits in Japanese]

i am also kinda sad though, that even though i'm trying hard to be a better a better person,i still do hurt people. basically falling for Bev taught me that my sadism is really a bad thing, so i've really started being nicer to weak things i dislike, i stopped slaughtering insects for fun, as well as i don't hit my dad's dog anymore. i never really did, the moemory of Dustin manipulating me into hurting Shadow all those times as a child, hearing his laughtered, seeing him laugh at the dog's pain, seeing Shadow run away, hide, or growl at me, and seeing Dustun hurt other dogs for fun in my memories, as well as how loving Shadow is to me now, despite my past. how much i love him, Penel and most of all my human lover... feeling deep warm caring feelings, havings this has made me unable to truly hurt another living thing that cannot hurt me, or will not hurt me, but still i was cruel to buddy, like the type of brother that causes children to grow up to be evil, like my brother was to me, he used to chase me down and cover me in price tags from his price gun, which always made me cry more than if he had just hit me, for some reason, and is responcible for my irrational hatred of stickers. but now i'm much kinder to Buddy, i just throw him around, rough housing basically, but i'm kinda klutzy and a little leap before looking prone, so occassionally break things or today i hit his head on the door to a cabinet. i felt bad, really bad, but my father treated me like i did it on purpose, he always does, he thinks i like hurting him, i guess he thinks i never changed, and even if i am kinder to buddy he actsa like i'm just beating the dog with a baseball bat or something, he has no faith in my humanity i guess.

i suppose all this is my burden for my past sins... but i did what i did, and i'll do what i can to atone for it, so that i can forget those sins, and live without all these memories of the bad things i've done.

visit my lover, who, luckily, i've never been cruel to. the proof that my heart is good now.


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Saturday, April 28, 2007

so much to say.
well first of all i'd like to state that my story is not a caps-lock love affair, at least not anymore, i really should spend time editing my old chapters so the evolve with the newer ones, but that would make my updates in chapters even slower plus it'd screw over early readers, so i'm not going to do that. but i must thank you for pointing out my over-use of yelling, i think i've remedied that by now, but i could be wrong.

sorry i didn't get around to sites today, i spent all day wandering about with my father, see i absent mindedly agreed to go to some charity banquet, which took us longer to find than anticipated, and even upon reaching the place of eatery we found out it didn't start f6or a while, so insread of beung able to go to the 5 o'clock movie it was the one at 7:30 for us. the food was moderately okay-ish, i see it more as me just doing a favor for my dad and spending a non-custodial day out with him, i may be a whiny bitch, but i really want to do un-selfish things, and i managed to keep my griping to how much i dislike small children and schools, which i realize i'll look at differently once i have spawn, i'm sure i'll love my kids, just because they are half-me, half-Bev, so i'll kinda be programmed to love them from the moment they exist, plus through genes and my influence i'm sure they'll act in ways that doesn't completly irritate them, i'll just have to raise my kids well, plus my lover will keep me in line, i admit it kinda shows how insane i am if Bev is my voice of reason, but i won't fight her on it, she'll keep me sane and from doing bad things to our kids, she is great at dealing with kids, so i just have to get some lessons from her. though hopefully fatherly insticts will kick in as well, i want to take some credit for not being a total failure as a father once i am one.

but after the meal we went and saw "Hot Fuzz" and i must say it was utterly hilarious! i really expected it to just be sort of today's token movie, since my father was taking me to one i figured it'd have to do, but it extremly exceeded my expectations, more than "Planet Terror" and more than "Death Proof" disapointed me. i must say i only went to see it for the fight scene, but really the whole damn movie was great, the shooting scene really wasn't all together better than the rest, it really was awesome, i suggest all you guys go see it, though it appears no one really took my advice and saw "Grind House" so i'm guessing i won't convert anyone on "Hot Fuzz" though i must say if you're a fan of seeing old ladies get running-leap-double-foot drop-kicked in the face then this is the movie for you.

once i got home i talked with my lover a bunch, because really what else do i really love doing more than that. well that was a source of pure happy as well, especially because Bev was a little bitchy that i woke her up this morning to talk to her before i went to school. she's just so cute when she's annoyed, i love her so much, i just wanna glomp her so bad!

well in school some dip-shit wrote a bomb threat on a bathroom stall, so the cops were all about, so many in fact that i was late for class just trying to get through the parking lot. but it was fine, i just liked seeing all the cops around, gives you that true "public school" feeling. plus the one guy looked like Parkman so i kept thinking mean things at him to see if he'd get pissed off, but to no avail... maybe if i point at people and decapitate them, then he'd notice me... i'd love to be Sylar, except the wehole brain eating thing, so i guess i'd want to be Peter Petrelli, except the whole Sylar trying to eat my brain thing. i did get into an argument with a comic book nerd about who would win in a fight, Peter Petrelli or The Silver Surfer, both of us having little knowledge of the other person's pick. then me and the teacher discussed how sill looking Gabriel "Sylar" Grey is, with his giant Rock Lee eyebrows, and in his painting being all grey, lumpy and zombie/Bizarro looking.

Then i watched Gundam SEED Destiny at about 1 a.m. and it was just Gilbert thinking about how his plans are all going to crap and imaging Ra arguing with him, and i must say all the logic and philosophy is awesome for me, Ra makes a lot of good points... when he's on his meds.

-Quotes-

"We all wish we could go back and fix our mistakes we say things like 'if i just did this' or 'if i only had done that' but if given the chance who'd say we'd not just make all the same mistakes again."

"most people go down paths because they believe in what they're going to find at the end, i walk down them to prove there is nothing there."

-Ra Le Crueset

visit my love


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Thursday, April 26, 2007

Free day!
i'm off today which means late-night updating. personally i like doing it like this better because i'm tired and an inhabitions i have are gone because my brain is just coasting. today may have had some great occurances that i will speak about, but as of right now my brain is going blank.

well i guess i can do a bit more on the ole "non-self-pleasure" marathon that me and my lover are on, today we played a bit of verbal chicken with eachother, which i of course won because Bev is so sensitive, so amarous, and with her not being able to get in her usual 3-5 sessions her hair trigger is like a... damn, what would be weaker than hair? but anyway i got Bev into attack mode and she said the right thing long enough that i started to feel a bit tingly, but then she kinda snapped out of it, used up all her lust. so being as i was already started i decided to fight back, and didn't get through a sentance before she begged me to stop before she had one, so that me feel good thaqt if i ever want to be more than the helpless puppy on the bottom i don't really have to do much. i really feel bad for my love, because really its not that she's taking me on something i'm good at, just something she's terrible at, so i really pitty her.

me i'm doing fine, i mean i have a lot of great thoughts and i kinda think "oh i wanna think of that fatasy" but i just tell myself "no" and i can hold it back, i think its because i'm sponcered by Bev so its not just that i want to win, or that i want to not do it as much as possible, but the fact that not doing it makes her happy makes this one the easiest things i've ever done.

i don't know if its the fact that i'm not touching myself, or it could be that i'm just really in love with her, that i've been with her for almost 2 years or that i'm just desperate for her affection, kisses and markings, but i'm really going nuts with desire to see her, to feel her lips and to have her make me cuter and decorate me all up. man does it suck sometimes to be so desperately in love with someone, i know its moments like these that make the time we'll spend with eachother even more special, but that doesn't change the fact that i'm clawing at the walls right now. Don't get me wrong though, its not as if this makes me not want to be with Bev, or regret that i fell for her, i don't see it as a bad thing really, its just amazing how much you can love someone, and i know that if she can drive me crazy now with her voice and lip sounds, i'm really going to have fun once i'm with her. i really have to haqve her take a lot of pictures, because i never want to forteget the time we spend with each other, plus i thibk it'll be dso cute to show off pictures of myself after Bev makes me over, covers me in gloss, draws and writes on me, as well as uses me as her own personal chew-toy. i know that those will be memories i never want to lose, plus i want to brag to all you guys with my decorated pics.

Well tomorrow i will devote to gaming, which will be a nice escape from my usual bored desperation for bev or thinking of all the fantasies i'd love to imagine in more detail. whats kind of funny is that game has planty of moments that would before have given me ideas from which i'd enjoy myself, but now, or at least for the next 20 days, i'm enjoyment free so i guess i just better hope i have a great memory. but as far as the game goes sans my demented imagination, i'm hoping i'll be able to get one of the fan-service girl's better costumes, i really wish i could get the lolita outfit earlier, but it takes almost the whole game to do that, which kinda sucks. but i guess i can at least say she'll have all her dominatrix powers by then, "lashings of love" as well as the power to make characters unable to attack out of lust 12.5% of the time, because that is awesome. until then death by blowing kisses and hip attacks must do.

-Quote-

best english ever, this is an article from my forensics class:

$ Dorothea Puente $

Dorothea Puente was a well known nice older lady in her neighborhood in her downtown Sacremento boarding home. She couldn't get enough before committing these brutal murders she had got in trouble multiple times from forgery checks to fraud treasury fraud and also three counts of theft and vagrancy all together she had to at least have eight years in jail and seven months on parole. During her masquerade she had married a lot of times threw her years she had married about several times while all died in there two years of marriage and forgery checks were also done. after getting sentanced by jury three times she came up with a plan to kill the elderly folks she was taking care of and get the money. All the killings lead up when killing multiple victims she would drug them or take them up to the room and slice them up and bury them in the backyard or put them in a coffin filled with mothballs and dump it in the river. but Ms.Puente wasn't doing her dirt by lonesome she rolled with a homelessalcoholic known only as "adopted" and her handyman in her murders. what people think that lead to all of this was her miserable childhood experiences. To two alcoholics, Trudy Mae yates and Jesse James Gray. Her father was a cotton picker. Both parents abused her, and she often had to scavenge for food. Puente's father died when she was four. Her mother died when Dorothea was six years old and she was sent to an orphanage until realtives from Fresno, California took her in. In later life she lied about her childhood, saying that she was one of 18 children who were born and raised in Mexico. these murdrers was a cause of greed she always wanted high priced things as Gucci and Prada but with the money she got after killing her tenentes she had over 2 face lift panty holes everyday and Gucci robes new wings and everything all these killings were over greed.

Me no speak ingissh not-good, i is perfect talker!

visit Bev, her spanglish makes that look good [plus she's cuter]


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Monday, April 23, 2007

lack of energy.
yep, i feel pretty drained today, i didn't get much sleep the last two nights, so i have a bit of a pep deficiency, i will try to go about my daily Otaku-ing, i don't really take much to napping, and i really have nothing else to do, but i might half-ass my commenting, so i don't know if its fair to go around sites or not, being as doing that just makes it seem like you're trying to cheat people into visiting you, so i guess i can say that if you feel i half-assed my comment to you then you cani do the same to me. sorry that i'm not really up to stuff today, i really should sleep more, but i'm just not good at it.

today was a bit of mixed experiences. first hour i acted like an ass and relaxed with my friends, third hour i fell asleep in the planetarium. fourth hour i got really freaked out during my speech, i think because i'm so tired and i didn't expewct to go today, so i think i did worse than usual on my speech, it weas probably a B or C speech and 6th hour was more hard ass math, i'm happy to be out of school and a day closer to playing more Dragon Quest.

i've gotten farther in it, and i finally got the fan service character up to the point she learned all the "sex appeal" moves i like, now time to work on her dominatrix undertones with whipping skills, at least now she doesn't die constantly like before, niether does the random, drunkard pretty-boy, womaniser. i'd like to point out i really kinda messed up naming my character, being as i didn't know all the characters were british, i named the msain character "Shiro" so now we have one japanese named character in a sea of brits, if i had known he were british i'd have named him "Doctor" or "Captain Jack Harkness" hell even "Dalek" would have been better, but now i'm stuck with a silly name. that and it takes a while to get the bunny suit, i wanna make the rtandom fan-service girl even more of a stereotype, but its taking SO LONG! oh well, i just might have to try to make a rush forward like i did before, sneak into places i'm not supposed to go and then i could get the silk bustier i need to turn her into a full-fledged retro sexual fantasy.

as for my fantasising, its been 7 days ssince i went on my little self-abstenence mission along with my devoted lover, and i'm still doing fine, i kinda miss it a little and i have to remind myself sometimes not to, but other than that i'm doing fine, its not like i'm tearing my hair out over it, if i am tempted i just stop myself, which takes very little effort, then go on with my life. whats really cute is how hard this is on Bev, everytime i ask her she sounds exausted and desperate, like its taking every ounce of control in her body not to do things to herself. she is so adorable, i'm really lucky to have a lover that is as cute and fun to be around as her. i'm looking forward to these next 23 days, because i like messing with Bev as much as she likes to do it with me, i really love driving her crazy and this is the perfect way. my poor beaner, she's going crazy over this, i love her cuteness.

yep, and i love how sweet she is too, she knew i was sleppy last night, and she actually stoodf up to me to make me go to sleep. usually when she asks if i wanna go to sleep i tell her i'm goiung to stay up with her, last night she said "no, you're going to sleep baby, because i own you and i'm telling you to." that was really cute so i couldn't really resist, i had to let her win and go to sleep, she's just to adorable to fight back against. she has so much power over me, just like an owner should over their puppy. and i'm glad top belong to her, to be her propert and her possession. i see that as a sweet thing, for someone to want you and to care for you so much. i have a great girlfriend, and i'm never letting her go.

and based on the fact i was dreading today and sleepy as hell i called Bev this morning to cheer me up, she picked up in her usual sleep irresistably cute manner and asked what was up, i told her and she immeadiatly went into kissy-cheer-up mode, and it really worked.

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Me: i feel sad, make feel better lover.

Bev: Awwwww, i love you *tons of kisses*

Me: will you love me forever and always?

Bev: Yep, and all the kisses i'm gong to give and leave on you will be proof of that.

that really cheered me up all day, that last thing she said, my vivid imagination, the sweetness of her voice and how appealing her lips sound really helped too.

visit my loving owner


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Sunday, April 22, 2007

Where the fuck did that come from.
it appears that my rant inspired someone to say i view women as only tools, and it wasn't even my usually objector, so i guess it appears i have another women-themed rant to put out, i guess my site is turning into a theme site. "visit JD person and hear his various opinions and rants aboutt women."

No, what i was saying is that femininist are all for female empowerment as long as the girl wants to be empowered the way they want them to empower themselves. the fact that you see people tearing girls apart just because they are proud of their bodies and realize they can use their looks to get things. i don't see why using the assets you're given is considered wrong. i think stripper are great examples of female empowerment, because a real strength for women is the libido of men, if some perv will pay you money to look at you and not touch i see not why its taboo to let the poor bastard indulge his pathetic ass. i far from see women as tools, as i say extremly often i view myself as being little more then the thing that makes Bev happy, and being she is the one with the vagina, and i'm objectifying myself, the one in possession of a penis i'm guessing i more objectify men then women. i suppose some people just see my ideas as being wrong because they are different, or at least i arrive at them from a different path. my feeling that women are truly beautiful like a fine artwork makes me think of the as more performist artists than objects of lust or tools. it seems just because i enjoy women people mistake me for a letch, but that is not the case at all, i really have no impure vision of anyone besides Bev, and even then its more often PG-13 than X, people think that if you look at a half-naked girl you are a pervert, when for me its not the case, you might as well call me one for staring up at the starry sky or sunset, because they are the same feelinggs to me. i don't objectify women, i objectivify life in general, the reason i can stay so happy is that i view life as a series of things set to make me happy or test me, i'm very distant from people because of my intimacy issues [ironically the one person i feel safe letting inside my bubble lives far away] so i could never use hot girls, i lack the skills of seduction, the deadness to affection and the basic view of human interaction.

see my whole life i saw romance and love in everything, so basically i saw being near people as me showing deep feelings for them, i felt like Etipus if i was ever alone with my mother, or like i was dating any of my friends who asked me to go places, i just feel too deeply i guess, at least i'm sane enough to realize i'm somewhat crazy. i'm hoping that once Bev is here i can just go places with her and anyone else i weant to go places with, that way i'll feel safer and less akward. so i could never viloate women, because i see everything as so much more extreme and deep then it is, i'd destroy myself if i tried to do that.

and as far as mothering and working, they should come in that order. children who have their mothers with them a lot grow up better, its been said and proven a lot. i have no problem with ladies working, its just no matter what you do, tell the babysitter this or interview them that, its still not as good as h8aving their mother around all the time. i realize that in a lot of houses, including mine the mother HAD to work, and thats fine, i grew up half normal, i mean i'm not a sociopath or an axe murderer, i have a lot of emotional issues but i attribute those to my own strangeness. i guess i'm saying i lack the balls to definintivly say "DON'T WORK! RAISE YOUR KID!" but i see that as a viable option, i can't tell people how to live their lives, but the fact thart women are demeaned for being full-time mother's is wrong, that was all i was setting out to say.

maybe i'm insane, because it seems whenever i state my opinion people say i'm crazy, or sexist, or racist, homophobic, all kinds of fun things. but it doesn't bother me too much, i'm going to keep being me and showing you guys who i am.

i had more fun trying to get the random fan service character closer to lolita dominatrix, using her "lashes of love" and "sexy beam" well you gotta love when the makers of Final Fantasy and Dragon Ball cross paths.

that concludes today's rant, visit Bev now


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Saturday, April 21, 2007

history of mediocreity
yeah, today had its ups and downs, school left me with a bunch of crap to do over the weekend, mostly projects, i have to write a paper about the forensic evidence used to convict in the Menendez trial [if you know i'd love the help] as well as i have to write my outline for public speaking, my speech will be on how professional wrestlers are atheletes. and i mean wrestlers, not divas, not sports entertainers, nor extremists, WRESTLERS! as did i have to go in for an eye exam, which pretty much made me sad, because even though i know that my vision will get worse, being as everyone's sight gets worse over time, but this dickhead decided to go into all kinds of depressing details, i really did not appreciate it, but oh well, bitching really doesn't change much, beiing as that i'm currently unhappy with it, and there is nothing i can change, i can't bitch my eyes good. i'll just enjoy my weekend and try not to get all whiny.

i did go get the strat, guide for Dragon Quest VIII, being as i'm now progressing in it. people said i couldn't go about slaughtering everything in my wake, but that's exactly what i'm doing, and winning. i just want to change the obligitory fan-service character into one of her lolita outfits, but that takes a bit of work, so i'm going to have to try pretty damn hard, which sucks, because i want to see her as a sexy lolita girl and i want it now, at least i might be able to dress her as a bunny-girl soon, not lolita, but a lower fetish of mine i guess. i mean the old playboy bunny costumes were sexy, revealing yet not too much, but i still want to put her in the dangerous or divine bustier... alas this is so troublesome...

also in the fan-service field i am of course powering her "sex appeal" and "whip" skills way up, i mean what goes better with a "dangerous bustier" than tons of sex appeal and a ton off affinity for using whips on all who try to struggle against her? i say nothing, her smex [as a friend defined it "malicous sex[?]"] will be trulyy unparalleled. i just think its funny that some feminist-gamer-blogger loved her at first when she was dressed like a purtitan school teacher and hurling fire-balls, but once she dons a low-cut blouse and starts blowing kisses she is an embarassment. hey, as far as i see it, if you can literally blow a kiss so sexy it kills a monster of another species then you are pretty powerful, as well as kill random with your whip's "lashes of love" yeah, i really like having that character about to control.

thats the funny thing, femininists hate strong women who don't agree with them or their idea of strength. [i guess that makes me a huge femininst] as i've seen they want their way to be the only way that women should be empowered. i believe that strippers are true femininsts, they realize that men are weak, to the jiration of the pelvis asnd mammories of an attractive woman, so they exploit that weakness for their own gain. or women that decide to stay home and raise their kid full-time instead of intrusting them to latch-key or a babysitter while they work. no, those women are weak, even though the womb is the big strength these ladies state they have, i guess its either to be not utilized or once you push that baby out, ignore it. i sduppose that i, a person who is very opinionated, does clash with other close-minded people, i just find it interesting that you see these gals all pissed over any girl proud of her body. any show of cleavage is demeening to women is what i hear a lot, which makes me want to question them if they'dd prefer women to wear burhkas? i'd love to see the look on the face of one of those self-righteous [and opposed to my self righteous rants] bitches then, freedom or bondage, pick one, though you seem to hate both.

believe me, if i had stuff to show off and if i thought i'd get lustful stares i'd wear anything a girl would. halter top, hot pants, thong, thigh high stillettos, miniskirt [mini-kilt] fishnets, i think it'd be fun. i guess i just enjoy idealation and attention, i don't crave it aside from by my lover, but if i could get it out of random girls, i'd like that a lot. i suppose my vanity and ego really do know no bounds, but Bev i guess finds it sexy, and hasn't told me i'm too stuck up yet. if she ever does then i'll start being humble, till then i'm fighting Tito Ortiz for "biggest ego on earth"

day 5 of me and Bev's little bet, she's finding it very hard [pun very intended] and it'll get harder, i know it. and i'll enjoy hearing Bev "suffer" she's so cute when she whines. i love my bitch. and she loves her puppy.

visit this puppy's owner.


HAIL ZEON!!!!!!!!!!!
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Friday, April 20, 2007

Absolute Power ch.3
Absolute power
Mission: 3
Almost to the action I swear!

Aveian stands outside Kit’s room, Kit has a lady friend with him.

Kit: (through door) Just say it, say my name!!

Girl: Kit Sune baby!!

Aveian: (knocks on door) Hey skipper, could I have a word with you?

Kit: (thud, sigh) I’m comin’, I’m comin’...

Kit walks out, no shirt, pants unbuttoned, lime green lipstick all over his face.

Aveian: Let’s walk. What were you doin’ in there?

Kit: whadya’ think?

Aveian: I thought you loved Allenby?

Kit: I never said I loved her and she said it was alright!

Aveian: Just because a woman says it’s alright doesn’t mean it is.

Kit: I’m gonna make her come to me, she can come and take me as hers.

Aveian: That sounds too idealistic; do you actually think things work like that?

Kit: Don’t worry things will work out; our bond is too strong for it not to.

Aveian: (blows out smoke) what bond?

Kit blushes.

Aveian: Quit playin’ around and just say it.

Kit: (slyly) Say what?

Aveian: You know what and I ain’t sayin’ it ever. You can go back to you’re bimbo if you want to, I’m just tryin’ to help you out.

Kit: (mocking him) How sweet I didn’t know you cared!
Aveian raises a hand in recognition as he walks off. Kit goes to walk back to finish off his floozy when...

He runs into Allenby, literally.

Allenby: uff, (cheerfully) Hi Kit, (looks him over, sly) Did I interrupt somethin’?

Kit: uuuh, (blushes and laughs embarrassedly) Nah, where you goin’?

Allenby: (playful) Maybe I was comin’ to do that (points to his face) to you.

Kit: Wanna try.

The terms of this conversation hit them, the both look really embarrassed shyly look away.

Allenby: (shyly) well see ya’ later.

Kit: (weakly) Yeah, see ya’. (Thinking) Damn how does she do this to me?!!

Girl’s voice: (seductive) Kit, You comin’? I’m waiting for you.

Kit: (turning to face her) Allen... (It’s the floozy) ...wrench wanna try an Allen wrench?

Floozy: (still seductive) oh no, I’m gonna do all the fun stuff to you, my little boy toy.

She grabs his wrist and pulls him back.

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Kit walks into their room fully dressed and cleaned up.

Kit: I’m here Allie; you said you had somethin’ important to tell me.

Allenby: I’m leavin’.

Kit: WHAAAAAAA!!!!!!! (Seriously concerned) Please don’t go, please, what did I do wrong?

Allenby: (happily) No silly, I’ve gotta go back to Neo-Sweden to prepare for the Gundam Fights. (Saddened) But that means I’ll have to go for a while. This sucks, I’m gonna miss you.

Kit: I wish I could come, but I got crap I gotta do here to, believe me, I’d love to go with you, I’m really gonna miss you too.

Allenby: (regaining happy composure) But don’t worry we can join back up in 3 days, when the fight begins!

Kit: You mean you wanna...

Allenby: Travel with you? Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way, in fact (leans right up to his ear) if you don’t meet up with me then I’ll hunt you down and bring you back myself!

Kit looks very pleasantly surprised.

Allenby: (normal happy self, giggles) So see ya’ then.

Kit: Well if those are my choices I might have to run.

Allenby: You’ll never get away from me!

They both walk away.

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Kit comes dripping out of the shower into the main room (swanky base huh?) he has two towels on.

Kit: (eyes closed, speaking kinda cocky) So, ya’ like what you see or should I drop a towel? (Opens eyes) oh yeah, you’re gone.

Kit sits down on her bed; he picks one of her sheets and puts it to his face.

Kit: How is it possible to miss someone this much?

He flops down on his back and stares up at the ceiling.

Kit: I wonder if she feels the same way or if she’s just got me on a leash? Damn, this sucks. (Sighs)

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Allenby is exiting Neo-America’s atmosphere. She looks back at the colony as it fades into a little dot on the horizon.

Allenby: (thinking) Good bye Kit, see you soon, I hope.

She drifts into sleep during the long flight. She dreams as she sleeps.

Allenby: (in sleep) Kit…
She is standing before Domon right after the last Gundam Fight. She holds out her ‘’heart’’ to him.

Domon: (takes it in his hand) Thanks Allenby!

Rain runs up.

Rain: (embraces him from the side) Hi Domon! (Gives him a peck on the cheek)
Oh well, (looks down at Allenby’s heart in his hand) won’t be needin’ this anymore.

Domon clenches his fist, crushing her heart and shattering it to bits. Domon and Rain walk off together, Allenby collapses to the ground in pain. She gathers the pieces of her heart in her hand and her tears drip down on them.

Kit: what’s wrong Allie? (He looks down at her hands) did that bastard Domon break your heart?

Kit kneels down in front of her; he puts his hands down over hers.

Kit: No more tears okay?

He puts his hand over his heart, there’s a faint pink glow and he places something in her hand.

Kit: If your heart is broken I’ll let you have mine, just give me yours in return, okay? Let me feel your pain for you, I want you to be happy, (wipes the tears from her eyes) so do we have a deal?

Allenby: (sniffles and smiles weakly at him) Yeah.

Kit: Good, (seductively) now, (leans closer and closer in) how about we seal the deal with a kiss?

Their lips meet Allenby feels all tingly then…

Allenby: (eyes shoot open, she sits up shocked) Wha… (puts her fingers on her lips) was that real?

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Allenby throws her stuff down on her bed at her apartment. She flops down on the bed.

Allenby: Kit, why can’t I stop thinking about you? (Groans) Well, no use in lyin’ around mopin’, I think I’ll take a shower. And no peek… oh, yeah, you’re gone. Oh well.

She drags herself glumly into the bathroom.
The warm water does a little to sooth her heart. She walks out damp with her hair even messier.

Allenby: Video Games! Duh! (She sits down at her Z-Cube) Maybe he’s online!

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Kit: (on Z-Cube) No she’s not here. (Logs off) Oh well, (looks at a picture of her he got from a connection) I’m pathetic, you sure have me good. Damn, I’ve gotta stop thinking about it! I’ll just get to work; hopefully working on giant metal weapons of death can get my mind off this gaping hole in my heart. (Walks out)

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Allenby: Man he’s not here! (Logs off) But what made me think he would be, he’s probably havin’ a great time without me, what makes me think he feels like this about me. (Images from that dream flash by) I really hope he does though. I better get to work, maybe if I get done early I can stop by and pay him a little surprise visit (mischievous smile) that’s right Kit you better watch out, cause when I find you (impish laugh) you’re all mine and I’ll make you pay for making me feel like this.

She leaves her apartment and walks off towards her base.

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Kit is down in the hanger calibrating his suit. Above in the commander’s office Aveian and Sylven look down watching him working away.

Aveian: (holding one of his giant ass cigarettes) He’s so deep in its pathetic.

Sylven: It is pretty evident. Of course he isn’t exactly a secretive guy. What do you say we help him out?

Aveian: Let’s wait a day, I want to see him mope some more, it’s entertaining.

Kit types away at the control panel.

Kit: I’m moving the right arm now!

Intern: Ready!

Kit pushes the handle forward. Suddenly the supports weaken and the Gundam lists tearing another piece lose which crashes down crushing the intern.

Sylven: There goes another intern.

Aveian: How do we kill so many of them? (flash backs to all the horrible ways they’ve died)

Sylven: Primary mobility test of MX Mobile Suit.

The Suit takes one step forward, the knee sparks up and fails and the Suit topples over and lands on an intern.

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Kit: Commencing booster test of MX!

He powers up the boosters and fires them. An intern stands on a platform to the side taking diagnostics.

Kit: AND… FIRE!!!!!!!

The booster flames incinerate the intern as he blasts off.

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Aveian: Commence experimental Beam Rifle test.

Aveian fires the rifle the beam is slightly off hitting an intern mowing the lawn further back.

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Intern: Commencing full MX performance test.

The suit explodes.

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Kit: Alright time to test the new trace system…

Girl’s voice: Hey Kit! Ready for me to kick your ass at “Deceased or Living 4?’’

Kit: I’m comin’!

Aveian: intern!

Intern: Yes commander?

Aveian: Test the new system.

The intern enters the cockpit.

Intern: Executing Neo-Trace system.

The intern activates it, the material climbs up the is arms and over his head cutting off his air supply.

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An intern runs by on fire and impaled in several places by PVC pipe.

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(End of flash back)

Sylven: Makes you wonder how we keep getting them.

Aveian: (lights a new one up and shakes out his lighter) They all have dreams of being pilots.

Kit: (pokes head out of cockpit) Sorry ‘bout that. HEY INTERNS! CLEAN UP IN SUIT HANGER! (Back in suit over inter-com) Hey Aveian, I’m gettin’ tired, have the night crew get the Beam weapons loaded, I want to do another test on those.

Aveian: (beep) Roger, I’ll tell them to get that loaded for you, get some sleep (little smile) Captain.

Kit: Roger, (smirk) Commander.

Kit jumps out onto the platform and goes down. He runs out and off to his room.

Aveian: (commanding) ALL RIGHT PEOPLE! LET’S GET THESE SUITS READY FOR CAPTAIN SUNE AND ENSIGN BLAIN.

Soldiers: YES COMMANDER WIND SIR!

Aveian: At easy, now get to work. (Sylven gets up) Where are you goin’?

Sylven: To help these fools out, they’re helpless without us. Besides, there is the other thing.

Aveian: You’re little ‘’project’’?

Sylven: (looking back) What else?

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Domon is standing before his almost completed Gundam. A black haired girl walks up behind him.

Girl: So are you enjoying your new toy?

Domon: (now dressed in grey like the elder Toguro brother, his new costume) Yes, I’ll have to thank you, my little spy, without you I’d never have gained all this new technology.

Girl: Just doing my job. That’s what you’re paying me for.

The Man walks in.

The Man: That’s what we’re paying you for (he walks up and squeezes her ass) my cute little spy girl!

Spy: (walks forward out of his grip) I appreciate the praise, Leader.

The man: (laughs) Well aren’t you the lively one? Let’s go Domon, we’ll leave her to admire her work.

Domon and him walk out.

Spy: Assholes.

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Allenby: Wow look at all these techniques, and the power level how did you pull all this off?

Female soldier: We got a surprise gift from an unknown source in Neo- America, it was sent with love to you, in side were all these plans for Mobile Suit systems and parts.

Allenby: Kit.

Soldier: Huh?

Allenby: Kit… sounds like a complete Mobile Suit kit!

Soldier: Sure. So his name is Kit? What’s he like?

Allenby: He’s cute and funny, and sweet and… Wait who says there’s a boy.

Soldier: Well you just did, look if he’d do all this for you he’s at least worth tryin’! Besides you said he was cute, right?

Allenby: The cutest.

Soldier Than go for it!

Allenby: Maybe you’re right.

Soldier: (walking off) Whatever just think about it. Bye!

Allenby: Maybe I should… What am I thinking! (Buries head in work) I’m doin’ my work, I’m doin’ my work, I’m doin’ my work…

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Kit gets up and gets dressed.

Kit: Just 2 days ‘till I see you again.

He walks out and to the Mobile Suit hanger.

Kit: Yo, what’s my job today?

Aveian: (behind him) Nothing. (Lights a cigarette)

Kit: Huh?

Aveian: Sylven volunteered to do the testing for you.

Kit: Syl’ is that true?

Sylven: (pops head out of cockpit) Don’t take it personally, I was supposed to be the test pilot to begin with.

Aveian: There is one condition; you spend this time with Allenby.


Kit: I have no problem with that!

Aveian: One other thing…

Orange haired girl: (bouncier and more hyper than Allenby could ever be) …You’ve gotta spend a night with us!!!





Profile:
Foxxy Sune
Age: 15
Height: 5 foot 5
Voice: Kira Vincent-Davis (Ropponmatsu 2, Excel saga)
Body: she has below average sized breasts, a hard ass and stomach, she’s pretty curvy and she does know how to flaunt it.
Clothes: she has on a deep black T-shirt with a deep blue fox head (side view) outlined in white and lightly infused with glitter over her chest, about the size of a fist. And a matching full fox engulfed in powder blue and white fire, also infused with glitter. And the same fire on the sleeves. She has on matching black surfer pants and white soled black Conversate sneakers with flames on the bottom of the legs, heel and toes. She also has on a black choker, and a white long sleeve shirt under the T that’s says “vixen” in powder blue on the outside edge of the left sleeve with a blue heart at the beginning and end of the word.
Face: she has big, bright, sparkly, baby blue doe eyes, a cute smile, bright teeth, and a pretty little nose. The skin under her eyes above her cheeks usually is shiny. Her hair is like Cagalli (Gundam Seed) only fox orange, she has the single cutest face ever, no one can resist her adorably cute and innocent face.
Makeup: she has on clear, fruit flavored lip-gloss, and clear nail polish.
Personality: she is a real tomboy; she can fight as well as Kit or Aveian. She also likes playing with boys; her idea of flirting is wrestling or football. But don’t think she can’t be a girl, she can very perfect little girl when she wants to be, which is usually just to see the look on boys faces. She is also very cute and fun like Kit, always happy and spunky, with awesome hair.

Kit: Fine dude, better than busting my ass all day in here. You sure you’ll be able to handle this on your own Sylven?

Sylven: I told you, this was supposed to be my job to begin with.

Kit: So where are we goin’ first man?

Aveian: You’ll see.

Kit: (faking pissy) Fine, be all secretive, see if I care. (Normal) Nah, I trust ya’ man so lead the way.

Foxxy: Good, I’m gonna give you the best night of your life.

Aveian: (Thinking) Let’s see where your true intentions lie, I bet I can make you forget all about her, or else prove what you’re feeling is real.

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Kit: Boxing?

Aveian: What’s to dislike, watchin’ Chibitie get the shit beat out of his talent free ass?

The three of them walk into the stadium. They get in line, soon it’s their turn to go through the metal detectors.

Rent-a-cop :( slightly fabulous) Please step through please.

BOOP!

Rent-a-cop: Please remove all metal objects you have on your person.

Kit takes his sword out of his belt loop, Aveian pulls his gun out of his pocket and pops the clip out and removes the bullets. Foxxy take her dagger in sheath out of her pocket.

Rent-a-cop: Is that all?

Aveian pulls out three more clips, Kit pulls out two short military style knives. Kit holds the two knives out handle first. Foxxy pulls out a bunch of strait shuriken and a metal makeup case.

Rent-a-cop: Please set the weapons down please.

Kit goes to set them down the flips them up, the rent-a-cop goes to pull his gun but is met with Kit’s knife, held underhand to his neck with the other overhand pulled back ready to strike.

Kit: Now do you really expect me to go in there unarmed? The name is Kit Sune, here’s my passport.

Hands him his passport (in his picture he’s giving the peace sign with his tongue out)

Kit: If I try somethin’ you know just who to look for.

Voice: Are you givin’ these three trouble, Pat?

Rent-a-cop: No mister Crocket! It’s just…

Chibitie: Just nothin’, these three are personal friends so give them some slack.

Rent-a-cop: You’re lucky Mr. Crocket came along ‘cause I was just about to beat you down!

Chibitie: So, you managed to drag him here.

Kit: Couldn’t pass up watching you get your ass kicked!

Chibitie: I’ve got to ready; I’ll see you assholes later. ‘cept you Foxxy, (winks) hope you have fun!

Kit: See ya lackey! AND KEEP YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY SISTER; SHE ISN’T ONE OF YOUR HO’S!

Chibitie walks off into the back while Aveian, Foxxy and Kit find their seats.

Foxxy sits down; the people in front of her have large hair thus blocking her view.

Foxxy: Hey, hair down monkeys!

A black guy turns around to face her.

Black dude: Hey bitch, who you be callin’ a monkey?

Kit: That’s it you bastard…

Aveian cuts him off by speaking.

Aveian: (head back, eyes closed, blows out smoke) Monkeys have tails.

Black dude: What the fuck?!!

Aveian: To be a monkey you have to have a tail, (head forward, opens eyes and locks them onto him) so unless you have those I suggest you sit down.

Black dude: You want some of this you whack ass crack…

GUNSHOT.

Aveian puts his gun back in his pocket, the black dude flies down about five rows and lands on the stairs.

Everyone looks over to see who shot and who shot him, then bust out into applause.

Foxxy: Oooh, look at that person fly. Nice shot Aveian-dude!

Aveian: Fools like him get what they deserve. Besides it was a bean-bag bullet anyway.

The three of them watch and cheer as the various boxers beat the crap out of each other, until…

Announcer guy: AND NOW THE MAIN EVENT, FIRST, THE CHALLENGER, EXTREME HARDCORE FIGHTER TO THE MAX, ROB HARDY!

Kit: HE’S EXTREME!!!!!

Foxxy: HARDCORE TO THE MAX!!!!!

Aveian: you two are so immature.

Foxxy sticks her tongue out at him.

Announcer guy: AND THE RIEGNING CHAMPION, CHIBITIE CROCKET!

Chibitie walks out in a pimp suit with his mechanics dressed as his hoes.

Announcer guy: AND BEING AS THIS IS A CROSS OVER MATCH, WE’LL MEET THE TWO OF YOU HALF WAY, THIS MATCH WILL BE BARE KNUCKLE!

Foxxy: Awesome!

Chibitie: WHAT?! This sucks, I’m not fighting this guy bare fisted!

Ref: If you refuse you’ll be stripped of your title.

Chibitie: Damn it! (Climbs into the ring)

Ref: Begin!

Chibitie swings at Rob; he ducts to the side and catches Chibitie with a right jab to the mouth. Chibitie stumbles back. He wipes the blood off his lip and charges back in. Chibitie hits Rob in the nose with a hard right, Rob fires back with a left hay-maker turning Chibitie’s face around and knocking his eyes blank. Chibitie hits the ground out cold.

Ref: ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT, NINE, TEN!
WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION, ROB HARDY!!!!!

Foxxy: Holy shit!

Kit: Chibitie lost!

Aveian: Weak fool.

The three of them walk out.

Kit: So where’s next my exalted tour guide?

Aveian: The place every guy loves to go…

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Aveian: …The strip club.

On the front of the club is a giant neon sign saying “The Crabby Beaver”.

The three of them go inside.

Bouncer: ‘Eys theyses nots olds enoughs tos bes ins this establishment. And she’s a girl.

Aveian: Back off or I’ll be forced to take action.

Bouncer: Whats youse gonna do?

He swings on Aveian; Aveian without looking up catches his fist and crushes all his fingers.

Bouncer: OWS MY HANDSES!!!!

Aveian: Dumb ass.

They enter the club; on stage are a bunch of well built girls. The two under aged Sunes and their chaperone Wind sit down in the front center, being as everyone recognizes them for who they are and move out of the way.

Strippers: (all girly) Hi Kit! (Blow kisses)

Foxxy leans over.

Foxxy: (whispering to Kit) I’d watch out if I were you, you don’t know how much of those are real!

The two of them try to stifle their laughter.

One striper: What’s her problem?

Second stripper: She just wishes she had boobs like these (holds hers up with both arms) don’t worry A cup; you’ll get ones like these when you’re a big girl!

Foxxy: (faking sincerity) And if I don’t I can always buy them like you did, right Boobzilla?!!

Stripper: What was that you little bitch?

Foxxy: That’s it. (gets up)

Stripper: Bring it on…

Foxxy leaps up and punches her the hell out.

Kit: Feel better?

Foxxy: (refreshed) Yep!

Kit: See that girls, leave my sister alone.

Strippers: (all swoony still) Alright Kit, we’d do anything for you!

Aveian: Enjoying yourself?

Kit: Yeah, this is fun, but I still can’t wait for tomorrow!

Aveian: (thinking) Damn it Kit, I guess you’re for real. Fine, I surrender, you’re right, you’ve proved to me that your feelings are real, I just hope she knows how lucky she is to have you.

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Kit: (outside his room) Thanks guys, thanks for tonight and thanks for sacrificing yourselves so that I can be with her.

Foxxy: No problem big brother!!!

Aveian: (leaning, smoking, you know the pose by now) Shut up before you make me regret it.

Kit shuts the door and flops down on the bed.

Kit: (thinking) Hold on Allenby, I’ll be coming soon. (Rolls over) (Out loud) Ow, my dick, damn strippers.

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Allenby: (thinking) Kit, I miss you. Please come to me soon.

She rolls over and clutches a fox stuffed toy and falls asleep.

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Kit: (ship powering up behind him) Aveian, make sure my Suit is ready and send it to Neo-Scotland.

Aveian: Right.

Kit: And Sylven, watch over Foxxy for me. (that puts a cute look on her face) I’m glad I have good enough to do this for me.

Aveian: Kit.

Kit: Yeah?

Aveian: Shut the fuck up and go see your girlfriend already.

Kit: (laughs) Roger that!

Kit boards the ship and takes off.

Kit: Look out Allenby, CAUSE HERE I COME!!!

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Allenby is in the hanger working on her suit when…

Allenby: Crap!

She waits to hear the clink but hears no impact.

Allenby: Huh?

She looks down to see Kit looking up at her, smiling mischievously.

Kit: Drop somethin’?

Allenby’s eyes and face light up, she’s filled with overwhelming joy and happiness.

Allenby: Kit!!!!!!!!!!!

She throws the lift into down and as soon as its low enough jumps off and onto Kit, embracing him with all her strength and burying her face in his shoulder.

Kit: (rubbing finger across his nose) Guess that means you’re happy to see me!

Allenby: Of course! You have no idea how much I missed you!

Kit: Actually, I think I do! Now come on, let’s have some fun while we can.

Allenby: Oh Kit, I’ve missed you so much!

They walk off together laughing and talking merrily.

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(Ending music)

Automated voice: Three… (Kit and Allenby look at each other in the pilot seats next to each other in Allenby’s ship) Two… (They place their hands over each others) One…

Both: BLAST OFF!!!!!!!!!!

Ja Ne

(Outlaw Star next episode music)

Foxxy: Yay! I was in this one! Wasn’t I cute!? Well anyway, the next episode actually has action, being as this is supposed to be “Action Adventure.” And best of all the action comes with really insensitive jokes, and more random shootings, next episode: The Action Begins! You better get ready!

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