~Good 'Vening!~
People are confused about Miasma's characteristics. Yes, he's bad. I'll draw a picture of him and put it in the Fan Art. I'll do the same for Moon. (I've already did it, but I'm just too lazy. ^^;;) Remember, they're my own made-up characters. I try to make it so you can clearly guess what kind of person they are. As for Miasma, yes, he's bad. What else? His name means "poison."
During TTNT, we had to do a play about Abraham and Sara. It was an offering to God. For people who aren't Catholic, it's the story of an old couple, Abraham (Age: 100) and Sara (Age: 95) who have a son. We broke up into groups to do our own play. Wells, in one of our plays, you see, there were two boys. And in the play, THEY PRETENDED THEY HAD SEX TOGETHER!!! That was so wrong... And gay... Let's see, after that, I went shopping. And YueMoon kept saying "Asparagus..." After that, we went to a chapel. I haven't been to one in years... But before that, I kept saying "THE LIGHT! IT'S COMING CLOSER!" Sounds weird... It was a fleet of firefighters on the road. After the chapel, I said the same thing over and over again. (More and more fleets of firefighters came and came and came...Oh shit. You get the point.)
Miasma: (Yawns.) Are you still up, on MyOtaku? Get to sleep!
Me: Uhh...Yeah? Where's Moon?
Miasma: (Sleepily.) Uhh...No idea.
Me: Uhh...Yeah.
Moon: Help. (Gurgling.)
Me: o_O What was that?
Miasma: No idea. But it sounded like it came from the kitchen.
(Runs into kitchen.)
Me: (To audience: Miasma's much calmer when he's sleepy...and when he's not running on caffeine. But you can tell.)
~In the Kitchen!~
Miasma: (Awake! And in a worried way!) Moon! Are you ok?!
Moon: (Hesitating.) No, I'm not!
Miasma: What's wrong?!
Moon: I can't...I can't...I CAN'T CHOOSE WHETHER TO EAT CHEESECAKE OR A CHOCOLATE CAKE!
Miasma: >=( (Yawns.) Well, I'm going to sleep. Night.)
Moon: (Mouth full.) Bye. I wish I had some pie, a pie that could fly. And I wish I couldn't die.
Miasma: What's that? You want some tartar sauce?
Me: Sometimes, they need some time together. (Making stories with a guy and girl is fun... (Eyebrows go up and down. Twice.)
Miamsa: (Angrily.) TURN THAT COMPUTER OFF AND DRAG YOUR FAT ASS TO SLEEP!
Me: Man, I swear, sometimes I make these characters too wrong. I think I made Miasma too mean. In the morning, tomorrow, remind me to grab a hammer to smash his good ol' skull with it. Good night!
Miasma: Moon! Get yourself into my room!
Me: Ok...This is getting out of hand.
Moon: (Mouth full.) This is where I draw the line!
Miasma: Did you say "That's fine?" Ok, sure! (Snickers.)
Me: (Note to self: Make Miasma less perverted. Audience, if you want him less perverted, tell me.)
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