Saturday, June 19, 2004

Another Scene
Read at your pleasure. It'll always be in the archives.

“Fee, why doesn’t magic exist, again?” Melek, with his sister’s hand on his shoulder was squirming with boredom.
Fee rolled her eyes. Little boys were absolutely irritating. “There is this thing, Mel, called scientific law, and ‘magic’ defies scientific law.”
“Soooooooo. I don’t get it.”
“You aren’t old enough yet to understand these complicated things.”
Melek rolled his eyes. Older sisters were absolutely irritating.
“Does that defy some kind of law, Fee?” Rusty pointed to the swamp that loomed ahead of them.
“Rusty, dear, that’s a swamp, a perfectly normal swamp.” Fee sighed inwardly, trying to ignore the voice in her head that told her to tear her own hair out. If logic were to be applied to the situation, however, she quickly realized that there should not be a swamp on this small tropical island.
The road they were following narrowed, and Melek gazed longingly into the forbidding swamp. The hulking warped giants could hardly be called trees. Hung with all sorts of interesting looking vines - or they could very well be snakes -, they were fetid looking, and from where he stood, Melek thought they smelled like old cabbage soup. Amazingly enough, Fee did not protest as the three children followed the path under the rotten canopy. “Hmm,” Rusty sniffed the air and looked around critically. “I don’t much like this place, Mel. It smells like old cabbage soup.”
“Exactly, Rusty, that’s why it’s wonderful.” Melek was grinning with excitement while Rusty just nodded dumbly.
A sudden loud croak startled the three children, and Fee grabbed both boys’ shoulders protectively. A great fat toad leaped out onto the path in front of them. The amphibian was fully twice as big as Fee’s hand with green warts shining in the filtered light of the swamp. Rusty leaned over in curiosity, examining the odd animal. Fee’s skin recoiled in alarm, prickling up every hair on her skinny arms. “Rusty! Move away from there you blithering idiot,” she whispered harshly. “You’ll get ... warts!” She could hardly stand to think of it.
“He isn’t touching it, Fee.” Melek said in his best my-sister-is-an-idiot voice.
To Fee’s great relief and Rusty’s disappointment, the slimy water creature made one giant leap for frog-kind and disappeared into the surrounding foliage. “Let’s keep moving, please.” Fee shoved her fists into the shoulder blades of her charges.
Just two steps later and she was startled again. Something fell out of the trees and landed on her head. Screaming in fury and surprise, Fee leaped backwards, grabbing her wild hair in the process. Sadly, she missed her footing slightly, all due to the fact of her clumsy large feet stuck to the bottoms of her abnormally long legs, and she fell to the ground. “Fee, you ougn’t fall like that. You’ll get hurt.”
She stared up at Rusty’s chubby little face and right into his hazel eyes. “Stating the obvious is not an attractive habit, Rusty.”
The little boy simply shrugged, and Melek tousled his best friend’s bouncy red hair affectionately. “This is why we’re friends, mate.”
Fee began to get up but noticed something odd. A strange tickling sensation was going on inside the blouse of her dress. Quite alarmed, she reached in and found something. When she pulled it out, both little boys gasped in sheer delight. “It’s the flower, Fee! The Witchdoctor’s flower!” Melek slapped his sister’s leg. “You are lucky!”
Fee, however, felt a wave of fear wash over her. She simply didn’t believe in magic, not the tiniest bit. She stood up in a swift, clumsy arc and stalked off down the path. “Melek, as soon as we get to Mother and Father, I’m going to beat you.” Through her fear, it was all she could think of to say.
Melek watched his sister for a moment, then followed her, Rusty on his heels. “That’s all right, it was worth it.”

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Eee. Monkey D. Luffy is my new Hero.
Huh. Huhhhhhhhhh.
Okay. I've been such a lazy bumb lately. Sad huh. I think so.
I just visited some peoples sites.
So many of you are so interesting. While I wallow in the extremely boring pool.

I read Naruto and One Piece (both #1's) the other day. I liked One Piece better, but the anime, which I saw number one of, wasn't as good.

In other boring Maarii news. I'm going to post a poem just because I'm a poet and I realized I haven't posted any.
It'll be at the end of this post.


Uhhh. Does anyone want to read more of that story I posted a few days ago. If so, I might try to get my creative gears turning to write the next mini-scene. If not. Well. I'll stay lazy I guess.

Anyway. Here's the poem.

How long have I wanted freedom?
Too long to know I still haven't achieved it.
And where is the freedom that I seek?
The sky screams at me with an answer.
If only I could speak to the wind.

How long have I wanted love?
Since before my heart was broken by the fact that I didn't know.
And why do I need it?
My fragile human existance needs to be reinforced.
If only I wasn't made out of such thin thread, spun of fear.

And How long must I stay like this?
How long will Lonely hold me?
Cold fingers around my heart.
Rusty chains around my wrists.
Colorless hatred over my eyes.

In the summer sun I'll try.
To hear a language in the wind.
To spin myself a tougher fiber.
To find that weakness and overcome.
Under the Summer Sun.

What should I name it?

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Thursday, June 17, 2004

Puppies
whew.
Here's the pics of my new babies. So cute.
*sigh*
Hope the images aren't too big.
Took em off. Sorry. Annoyingness.
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Friday, June 4, 2004

Denver Here I Come
I'm going on a short vacaation.
See you all in a week!

PLEASE LOOK TO POST BELOW FOR A STORY THAT YOU CAN READ AT YOUR LEISURE.
AND PLEASE DO.
IF YOU WANT TO THAT IS>
ALL RIGHT
ENOUGH IN ALL CAPS...
bye
-maarii-
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Thursday, June 3, 2004

A little bit of this and that
So, I guess . ..

woah. Lost my train of thought.
Anyway. Here's a bit of a story I was working up. I like it.
But tear it up and give me your opinions please.
And I mean PLEASE!!!!!!


"Mel, you get back here. Now."
"No."
"This is not the way you treat older sisters."
"Wrong, because this is the exact way I treat older sister."
"Mel, this is not a game. Mother and Father told us to stay inside today. We have to follow their rules."
"I do not like those rules."
"Mel . . ."
"Fee . . ."
"I am the authority here! I am the oldest. I am the smartest. I am the most mature."
"And the stinkiest!"
"Melek!"

This is when Rusty walked on the scene. "Hey Fee, is your head going to explode?" He had every right in asking, because any normal person would have recognized her red faced rage the same way, and she would have delivered the same glare, aptly nicknamed "the stare of death" by her little brother.

Rusty, not the little brother, but the best friend, turned his eyes away and went back to examining a colorful slug that had caught his attention when he had followed his friend outsede. "Come on Rusty," Melek, the true to nature little brother, tugged lightly on Rusty's cotton shirt. "Fee is having a coniption."
"Where did you learn that word?" Fee asked in an icy timbre.
"Not from me, Fee, honest." Rusty felt that the best thing to do when his friend's sister was angry was to get out of her way as quickly as possible. Also, he didn't even know what cun-ip-shun meant anyhow. "Thank you, Rusty . . . but I was asking Mel." Fee, in her state of roiling madness was quite the site. Her mousy brown hair just crackled with electric rae and her usually bright blue eyes were dark and fearsome. The fact that she was wearing a pink and purple polka-dot sun-dress somehow made her seem all the more frightening.
Melek, due to years of exposure, was completely impartial to his sister's mood. In fact, he was rather pleased that he had been able to work her into such a tizzy at this hour of the morning. However, he possessed the attention span of a kitten and was already to the brink of insane boredom. "Come on, Rusty," he poked his friend in the back to get him moving.

Just when they were five steps closer to freedom, Fee shouted that she would come along too if the little monsters insisted on being unavoidable pests.
So, the three were on their way. On a random island of Oceani, three young people could find much to do. Not that Fee, being the authority on everything as she was at just past twelve years of age, was happy about it. The Luster parents had left their two children and Rusty in the bungalo while they went off and did adult things. Fee had been skeptical about taking a vacation to an island with a name she couldn't pronounce in a place she couldn't even see in her head on a map, but now her numb-brained parents had left her all alone to fend off the wild fancies of two nine-year-olds on a tropical island! She had always known that adults lost most of their common sense as they grew up, but the situation she found herself to be in was beyond anything she could've called stupid. It was immoral. The absolute worst thing that any situation, person, or action could be: immoral. She had learned the word from her father, but its meanings she had devised through her own superior wisdom.

Melek was not in much of a thoughtful moood, like his sister was, as he sauntered along the dirt path that led away from the bungalo. He was never much of a thinker, more of an explorer. A "curios monkey" as his parents like to refer to him. Everyone knew monkeys were stupid, but Melek accepted that trait whole-heartedly. As long as it bothered Fee, it had to be all rihgt. Then, he also shared this trait with his one-and-only-all-time-best-friend-forever-infinity-plus-two, Rusty Spots. Rusty was even less of a thinker than Melek. He tended to forget where he was and what he had been doing, but that's why he had Melek, so he would remember again. Really, the two boys were made for eachother.

After only a few minutes, the path widened out and joined an even bigger path, actually much more a road with tightly packed dirt that showed a scar here or there where traffic tended to travel, when there was traffic, all wagons and mules of course.
THe three children began to walk out into the road, none paying much attention to one another. Fee was brewing mad means of torture for her obnoxious sibling; Melek was imagining how he could become Indiana Jones in this setting; and all the while Rusty was noticing that a strange man was staring at him from a little further on. The sight of the person could have been quite alarming, for her wore only an animal hide skirt and loads of spiny white jewlery. The man's hari was ghost white but at least three times as big as his head. All in all, the bent old thing looked like a witchdoctor, and that's exactly how Rusty addresed him when he waved hello.
"Rusty!" Fee scolded quietly, for she too had now noticed the man and had been hoping to pass by him without confrontation. Rusty met her glare with his innoncent brown eyed ignorance, and Fee sighed, knowing there was nothing to be done.
"Hello, little ones." The old man spoke in a gentle way, but oddly accented. "How are my fine friends today?"
Melek took to answering at once. "Very fine. . . I mean well. Yes, well." This old geezer was terribly interesting. The lines on his dark face were like canyons when he smiled, which he did perpetually. His teeth were crooked, but well kept. He had to be one-hundred at least, but still spry and lively. Then there were his eyes, black as a blackhole and glistening with what Mel could only say was mischief. "Wonderful it is. It is." The old man rocked back on his heels, then forward again. He leaned over, squinting, "Tell me, do you believe in magic?" With one flick of his scrawny wirst, he had produced a beautiful if fragile white flower. Melek and Rusty were spell bound.
"I'm so sorry, but we must be going now, Mother is waiting just up the road." Fee chimed in with polite distrust. She despised the old man already, with his lame slight of hand tricks.
"I love magic!" Melek exclaimed.
"Oh . . . I just knew you did." The old man straightened back up and measured the boys with a glance. " I can show you something."
"No thank you!" Fee interrupted, grabbling Mel by the shoulder and Rusty by the arm. Her danger meter had been activated, and she started to back away. "We do not want any."
"Is that so?" The old one wrinkled up his nose and pursed his lips. "Isn't that rude?"
"Don't mind Fee, Mister Witch Doctor," Melek broke away from his sister's grasp and stumbled forward. "She doens't believe in any magic . . . at all."
"That true?" The old man had his arms folded across his lean chest. His bony fingers curing and uncurling in turn.
"She says, 'if I can't prove it, I can't believe it," but not me, oh no, I love all that stuff!" Melek was bouncing with excitement.
"Miss, I hope your brother is mistaken. For a dangerous attitude that is here." His deep brown skin glistened in the sun as he stepped closer. "You do believe in Signs, don't you?"
Fee dug her fingers into Rusty's arm and swallowed. "No, superstition is only a showing of ignorance." Melek had moved beside the old man, examining the strings of bone jewlery.
"Pity. Pity." He turned around and shewed Melek away. "Be on with you, rain is coming." The sky was a clear sheet of blue, which made both Melek and Rusty wonder, but they walked on anyway with Fee's hands on their shoulders.
She, on the other hand, was too worried about the despicably weird old man and how serious he had been asking if she believed in signs. When she had said no, like any other intelligent person, he had turned away with the saddest look in his eye. She could have gone the whole rest of her life without seeing him.
"Oi!" The old man called to them. Fee did not want to turn around, but she did anyway. "Mis Phoenix Renee Luster," he said, "be careful what you don't understand. There are some places logic does not exist at all." The he turned on his heel briskly and disappeared into the nearby jungle. When Fee turned to the boys they seemed totally unaware of that last comment.
"Did you mention my name?" She asked.
"Huh, no . . . I mean, I don't think so." Melek answered, slightly preoccupied by some other random though."
"Well, you must have . . . must have." She pushed the boys onward towards a hill, only slightly disturbed by . . . the situation which she would promptly make herself ignore.

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Tuesday, June 1, 2004

Wow
I had no idea that there would be such an outpouring of emotion from you guys.
Somehow, I feel a little loved.
*tear . . . smile* ^^
Anyway.
I guess I'll hang around a while more. Now that it is summer, maybe I'll get a chance to visit some people too.
Okay.
Thanks abunch Yugo, Dan, Liam, Kephren et all (and others)
I guess I'll be sticking around a while longer.
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Sunday, May 30, 2004

Ooh.
Sorry everyone. This community has been very nice and helpful and all other sorts of nice adjectives. I might come and visit sometimes, and look at the wonderful art. But I'm going to delete my account tomorrow.
If you want. Say goodbye.
THanks for all the good times.
Love you all and Have nice lives!

- Maarii -
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Monday, May 17, 2004

ESCAFLOWNE
Soooo. Just finished Escaflowne.
WOW.
The extent to which I love this anime can not be expressed in any amount of words.
AHHHHHHHHHHHH.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
OOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

Yes. The greatness of Escaflowne can only be described through intricate screamings of joy.

Oh, my heart strings were tugged. I love it so much. And I feel sad that it is over.

Oh well.

Anyway, anybody know a really cool Escaflowne shrine site or something? Just wanna check it out.
And Here's a question for those who have seen the show (though this is a spoiler so highlight to read).:
Do you think Hitomi and Van can still visit each other's worlds at the end of the anime? Or do you think that they must be seperate forever?

I personally hope it is the first one, but I don't know.

Anyway, please tell me all your comments about the wonderful Escaflowne. And, if you haven't seen it . .. WELL FIND A WAY!!!!!

SEe ya
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Saturday, May 8, 2004

Oi All
I don't like this update thing in the back room. I think it only makes me get less visits . That's not fun. Oh well.
Um. Hi again.
And bye.

Escaflowne is awesome, not in english so much. But the guy who does Van (and also Kyo from Fruits Basket!) is soooooooooo good. OOOo. I love him.
And Maaya Sakamoto is definately one of my favorite people, I loved her music from forever ago, and now I love her as a seiyuu.
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Sunday, May 2, 2004

Sooooooo. Yeah.
Yeah, I haven't been around very much. To tell you the truth, I probably won't be anymore. If you haven't already noticed. Don't worry, if somebody wants to get in touch with me just email or drop me a comment, I'll get around to it eventually.

Oh yeah, I have a question for anyone who knows. Is there a Fruits Basket Special, because I found this thing *cough cough* on the internet*cough cough*
And I don't know if its true or not.

Anyway, comment if you know anything. Thanks.

See ya later space cowboys!
And cowgirls!
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