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Bonjournée, je m'appelle Jess.

For those of you that don't know what that means its French for "Good day, my name is Jess". Yes I love the French 'cause they can be so frenchy at times.

Well anyways I'm learning the language of France right now. I still love the Japanese language I just ended up learing French and taking to the French culture more.

Well anyways... I love fantasy, mind-you around the magic kind with very strange things. But hey weird storys are interesting!

But art honestly is way easier for me to do then writting of course I'm going to try and post my crappy writting on here just so people can tell me what the heck they think of it all... ^^;; never know someone might actually like it, doubt it though.

Oh! I like recieving any suggestions! All are appreciated ok.

o-o I think that might be it.. I mean inless theres something else I should be talking mindlessly about in this part? I don't know but if there is let me know! ASAP!! ^_^



Friday, March 30, 2007


Another giant step towards greatness.. mabye.
Hmm.. I tried to quit the DnD club at my school but I found out that if I quit basicly everyone else was going to quit. For one thing I really didn't want to be the reason why the club fell apart for furture players. It really pissed me off though, I really didn't want to play anymore it has caused so much stress for me over my school year.

Recently I signed up to go on a field trip to DIGIPEN college! That place is so awesome.. we'll also get to go see the Nintendo place.. well something like that.

Anyways I'm off to California! lolz I'll be gone for a bit.. not that anyone will notice since I never really come on her anyways.. but all well. XD Well Au revoir!!!

Bye everyones!~

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Tuesday, March 6, 2007


   Eh-heh... ^^;;
Ok... what to say about today. Umm.. I had a great time at school. French was a blast! I got to draw!! *loves to do art*

And apparently I need to tell this to everyone 'cause a lot of people keep gathering around me. "J'ai une bulle" I have a bubble! XD It might work who knows.. a friend helped me decide to say that.. which I'll do tomorrow- oh wait.. I don't have that class tomorrow.. ok then I'll say it on Thursday or .. Jeudi to be exact! lol well thats all I got for now! XD

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Thursday, March 1, 2007


Hey, I got a story that I want t'a put up!
Ze-Angels Whisper

"It t'was in the beginning when life itself had no meaning, but in the end.. it had purpose; meaning." A voice of no comparison paused. "For a final test shall be given.. to those who dare." Another silent pause. "This place, this world.. Vaga-lei. Bitter End. For I am the only one to have lived. I am of neither race in Vaga-lei. There are two races in the world of Vaga-lei, the Legends and Forgottens. There are of course a few other races but the major ones are the Legends and Forgottens. Within' this world though, there are of course three guilds of thieves. One being the Mesiahs, another being the B&R, and finally the Eterfost. The Mesiahs were said to be of a higher race, only a few of them really still left. Their kind seeming to bare wings; like angels, their hatred for everyone usually steming from everyone always trying to get at them; riping off their wings and selling them. Of course the B&R are made up of creatures that look somewhat similar to the Forgottens, despising others. On the other hand there is in fact another race only to be seen in the guild of Eterfost, supposedly the name of their guild is also the name of their homeland. No one knows where they came from truly, though, but their appearance is what usually makes others uneasy, especially since their reputations didn't help much either, seeing as how they would do anything for info on how they can get back home. It didn't much matter to them who they had to hurt, as long as the information was worth it. For one thing was positive, never trust the Eterfost." Finally the voice ceased, dropping the ink pen onto the desk. It seems the words that had been said now appeared to be scrolled onto a piece of parchment. "For all my long years of exsistence.. I seem to still be able to remember exactly how this all began. I do wish though.. that this all hadn't happened. One of the faintest memories I can still recall from one of the people of the Legends society always causes me to weep once more." The breathing of the person slowly began to hault, as the room filled with vibes of sadness and remorse.
The voice of a small child began, "It was in the end when we were slayin... our hearts now ache with anger, rage, and suffering.. The trees that were once our forrest have been wiped out; destroyed. The tears and blood that my people have shed now cover the entire ground of our ancestors.. the priest says "The Angel of creation is crying for all of us.." I do not believe this angel weeps for us.. for our end was the end.. it was wrong... they hurt all of us... why, why did this angel who weeps for us not save us? This angel is no angel to me. The destruction of us was a price that cost the world. Our leader had said to us before the end, '... we will not have been slayin in vain.. we will be remembered..'
Our way of life is over, we don't exsist anymore. We are simply a memory now... no, we are of-" In the end, the sounds of many children screaming and crying past through the being's body, having the cold of death affect run through their veins. "Hmm... well there is one other sort of people.. but not exactly a society.. more like a gathering of beings from different dimensions. This group calling themselves Dagnit-yo; meaning Atelier Night. Their goals one would say weren't exactly the best for everyone but they believed it to be the best for the world. Their key saying being, "What need have we for ruling a petty mass of squabbling synchophants when we are already on the true path? There is none who does not quake at the slightest hint of our presence, and that leaves a taste sweeter than blood in our mouths. We are to get others on the true path, following our just Lord." Supposedly they didn't believe that peace could truly be reached between the Legends and Forgottens and if it ever did it would mean that other ways of life would cease to exsist. For one thing if the two sides were to unify, they're words would nolonger count in any way, this clan known as Dagnit-yo basicly lived for power and carnage. Also if I remember correctly there was a total of five people in the group, another strange fact about these beings was the fact that they used old magic, a kind that had been lost many some centuries ago, I myself have no idea how to use the old ways anymore.
First of the gathering was the leader, Tahtsi-yo; his name meaning After night. He being a knight of the dark powers made him as a strong minded person with a sense of stubborness; never willing to give up. The second in comand happened to be the strategic one, the person who always enjoyed arranging tactic formations in war and such. Her name being Vaga-noi; meaning Bitter one, her power being of fire. Third of the group had a keen sense for finding information about anything and everyone, basicly she was the one to go to if you needed to know something. Her name being Mag-nie-beis; meaning Long legs, supposedly the reason for her being named that was 'cause she did in fact have long legs. Possibly because she liked to work out, or maybe it was because she seemed to be like water, her power being water. Also of course was Sep-b'vie; meaning True bliss, funny how his name seems to have represented him. His part of course was playing the negotiator for their gathering, his power being of Nature. The last in the special group was in fact Nesu-vie; his name meaning Kind spirit, his power residing in light. Although this group said they were for the good of the world sometime, but actually most of the time they weren't good for the world what-so-ever." The being rested for a moment, that actually had seemed to be a lot of information to reveal, but the question that lingered in its mind was, who actually could hear them? Was there actually someone listening? The window above their desk was in fact quite open. Anyone who was near could have heard that. Standing up from the desk chair the being leaned over it, peeking their head out the window. No one, no one seemed to be hiding and listening, atleast no one that could be seen. Taking a seat again they back, resting. "The nights air, I believe is causing me to think strange things... there hasn't been anyone in these parts for years. I believe I am still alone... maybe? Maybe someone was listening.. but what for? Would it matter if they knew the truth? Its actually more funny when you know when you speak, if two people hear it they hear it differently. One will know this side, and the other will know this side. Each side having correct and incorrect information. Now that I think about it.. how can one figure out the truth then?" A smile appearing on the beings face caused the other windows in the room to open by themselves. "Maybe.. I should just tell them the story then.. I wonder whos side will be the truth, for it is a fact.. if one can get others to believe something is true even though it may not be.. then for some weird reason it becomes true. Well.. I will leave it up to the listeners to decide, what is really true." With that said every light in the room vanished, leaving the room with a blank exsistence.

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Quoi?
Well this is a very interesting site not to mention confusing. All well I suppose I'll understand things as I go, I honestly can say I'm not to bright. Not dumb I just have a learning disability or something but.. all well.

Yes this is a very short post.. I'm a short writter well when I need to be or have to be.

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