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Thursday, April 29, 2004


^____^
I'm starving beyond belief, exhausted and stink of cigarrette smoke, but I'm happy.

The Haroun run is entirely finished now. It's kind of a shame- we never had a really huge audience; certainly nothing beyond half capacity, and there were only three performances. But they went really well. For my largest stage acting role to date, I think I did well, and everyone else seemed impressed that I was able to learn so many lines, heh.

But for the mean time there's Bouncers. Four days of solid rehearsals and then another three of performances. Ah, lovely...

Heh, it'll work out alright. See you all really soon ^_^

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Monday, April 26, 2004


Urgh...
I have not felt this tired in years.

And now I have hayfever developing, too. Damn rapeseed.

I'm sorry I've not been in contact with people I promised I would. Things've just been... I would say terrible, but they've not actually been that bad. Just really really busy.

Hope to talk to you all soon. I miss you.

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Saturday, April 24, 2004


*rips things off*
And they aren't my clothes, unfortunately. Sorry to all my fan-girls (and boys) ^_~

Well, this is something I've been interested in doing for some while, but it was only after seeing Japan doing it that I thought I might as well steal this idea too, heh. So, in true Mimmi/James/Japan/anyone else style, it's Question Time!

Whoo! And then some o_o;

Any questions at all are good. But if they get too personal I reserve the right to be evasive about them, heh.

So, hit me with whatever you got ^_^ I'll edit as I get new responses.

Mimmi's Questions!
1) If you were a knight in medieval times, what would your knightly name be?

Assuming I could make up both my names, Sir Austin Gray. Or something like that.

2)If you had a farm, what would it be called, where would it be and what would you produce?

Whoo, this is tough... 'Tremaine' can actually mean farm anyway, so it'd probably end up being Solo's Tremaine ^_~ It'd be in the hot regions of America and I'd produce anteaters and pangolins. I'm sure there's a market niche for them somewhere.

3) As an actor, would you go for a job you knew you could perform well in and be paid accordingly; or would you go for a challenging, yet low paid role (to broaden your acting horizon)?

Well, it's probably best to do both- as an actor you really can't be fussy about which jobs you take unless you're in incredibly high demand. I don't know exactly how many are actually in that much demand, but a lot of the A-List stars are bound by contract agreements anyway, so they're usually only doing one thing at any given time.

A high-paid job of a role you can do well is practically a given- if you can succeed then you can really make a name for yourself and take even more money in the process if the film's popular. But, if you take on a more challenging role it can still be a huge benefit to you if you can pull it off well, getting you better jobs in the future and increasing the number of jobs you'll be offered. But if I had a choice... probably the high-paid one, unless the low-paid one was something that really interested me.

4) Can I come play at your house?

Anytime ^_~

5) If you were a painter, what would be your favourite object/landscape to draw ? With what would you create your drawings (ie charcoal, crayons, water color, etc)?

I'd love to draw a valley, mountains or a lake, somewhere during sunset. They're beautiful places. I guess I'd probably use acrylics; but I've little artistic knowledge, so I'm not entirely sure what the different effects would be. I'm not very good with watercolours, though ^_^;

6) What are you most intersted in knowing about other people ? For instance, when these 'ask me and I'll provide answers' posts occurs, is there anything specific you want to 'inquire' about?

Well... one that usually pops up in my mind is "Who else would you choose to live/be with out of blah blah blah". It's one I almost always ask, but I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe I'm just nosy, heh. But I also like company; I have an idea of who I'd like to live with if I could and I'm interested to see what everyone else thinks.


Ashlee's Questions!
I'm glad you're still about, heh. I was beginning to wonder whare you'd gotten to.

1) Could Jesus microwave a burrito so hot that he himself could not eat it?

If Jesus could produce microwaves then I'm sure he could. I'm assuming he'd microwave it for someone to eat, though. But if he did make it so hot that even he wouldn't be able to eat it, I doubt anyone else would be able to eat it either, and hence he'd have a wasted burrito. It'd probably be burnt to cinders before too long, anyway. So what he'd be left with might not even be considered a burrito *nods sagely*


Shinmaru's Questions!
1)Were you ripping off anything besides the question session, you tease?

*blushes* Shin, you are a flirt ^_~

I did take off this silly woggle I was wearing, though. I found it in my drawer and was using it as a bandanna, but when I looked in the mirror I saw how odd I looked. Not to mention it was getting rather tight.

A woggle is the scarf that Scouts used to war, by the way. It had a little plastic slip that you'd slide up the gathered ends to tighten it, but I lost mine. I was never in the Cub Scouts, but I was in the *coughs* Beavers. Stop snickering.

2) What inspired you to go into acting, Mr. Solo?

Well, I joined Drama Club during primary school briefly, but they all loved this boy who was already in the Chichester Festival Youth Theatre so I got pissed off and left. Besides, the stuff they were doing wasn't very good.

I didn't think about it for years after that until I saw one of my friends disappearing down the corridor after our German lesson. I was rather impressionable at the time, and really just wanted to hang around with this guy because I thought he was incredibly cool, so I followed him. Turned out he was going to the High School Drama Club. That's pretty much it- I was given a role as the Fairy Godmother in Cinderella and it went form there. I had always liked play-acting with my toys, though. That was probably the precursor to everything. I still do that every now and again, although in a more mature way than I used to ^_~

3) Am I going to be killed in Enter the Net? Then, I'd be killed in two major OB properties!

I haven't any plans to yet, sorry. But if I did I'd lose a large amounts of story potentials, you know. There's yaoi pairings to be had!*

4) Can you really think of some creative way to incorporate myOtaku into Enter the Net? Because I sure as hell can't.

I was thinking about that earlier, actually. It'd probably be the part of OB Island where everybody actually lived, as opposed to the rest of the Boards. The actual sites would be personalised lounges and all that, and the Backrooms would be where they sleep.

5) Wasn't Myotismon a kickass villain?

Yeah ^_^ I liked him. I think I preferred the Dark Masters, but they weren't nearly as persistant as old Myo.

*Not really. Well, maybe...


Lady Katana's Questions!
You're not too late, Kei ^_~ I edit as I get new responses, hehe.

1) Do you ever plan on coming stateside?

If I ever have the opportunity and the money, you can bet on it. There's a lot over there I want to see, and a lot of people I want to meet ^_^

2) What's your most favorite play you've acted in?

So far, um... Haroun's been really great; probably the best this year. The director's been amazing with us so far, and the script's really well-written. Plus, this acting group's always fun to work with when they concentrate. The Beano Show was very good fun, though, even though nobody else seemed to think so. but then, I didn't have to sing ^_^

3) What's the worst experience you've had while being a Mod?

There are always hairy moments. I'm glad to say I've only experienced one mass-spamming so far, that was when four or five people were posting threads with endless pictures of this really ugly person. There was one pornographic thread I've seen too (thankfully that didn't last long). The most personally ugly one was dealing with a certain member who took offence to me and started trying to insult my stories after a while. He went very quickly, hehe.

4) (And this is the most important)...Tony the Tiger, or Trix the Rabbit?

Unfortunately I don't actually know who Trix the Rabbit is, but he sounds more interesting than Tony the Tiger, who I find rather annoying.


Dagger IX1's Questions!
It's different enough, lol. Don't worry about it ^_~

1. Yaoi pairings? What yaoi pairings? *grins suggestively* Hey, I'll volunteer for a yuri pairing if you need any of that to balance things out... ^_~

*coughs* Well, there aren't any canon yaoi pairings in Enter the Net yet; they're really for fans to decide if they wanted to. Although I'm partial to Solomaru myself, hah... I'm sure there could be a yuri pairing or two too ^_~

2. Who's your favorite character in RahXephon?

Only one?! Heh, I'd probably have to go with Yagumo. He's a character I can most identify with myself- reliable and friendly, generally optimistic but forceful when necessarry. Although, I really like Ayato, Megu and Haruka too.

3. What do you like most and least about being a mod?

What I like most about moderating is being able to work with such a great team of people, heh. You can't really ask for more when you've people like the OB Staff to have chats and laughs with and work alongside. Plus there's the buzz you get from knowing you're helping someone to improve, or are just helping everyone else's posting pleasure. After all, I know I wouldn't want to have to sift through pages and pages of spam. Recently I've been getting lots of thanks for moderating from members, which I really really appreciate. It just makes it that much more worthwhile ^_^

In terms of what I like worst; it's probably the nitty-gritty. Sometimes it can be a fag trying to close threads in the right way and not sound too confrontational about doing so. But even then people can take offence. I'm not often insulted, but every now and then someone really objects to having their thread closed and can try laying into you. It's water off a duck's back really, but you still have to deal with getting rid of it.


DDG's Questions!
1.) If OB: Enter the Net really could happen, would you gladly be part of the AIM chat that started it?

Yeah, definately. Even if I was the only one, I'd still do it. Well... I'd rather not be the only one, but you know what I mean.

2.) I asked James this, so I'm asking you too, can you read my mind?

Not really. I can make an educated guess as to what you might say or do in a certain situation or given a certain prompt, but it would only be a guess. A mind's a very complicated thing to try and read at any one time with so many different thought processes going on at once. But I'm getting technical ^_~ So probably not, but I could give it a try. And if I guessed right I could lie and say I really could...

3.) I also asked James this, are there monsters under my bed? 0.0

If there are, I'll sort them out for you with my trusty sword! *swings sword dramatically*

4.) Innie or outie?

Innie, and bloody annoying it can get, too >.>

5.) Yes or No?

That would depend entirely on the context, heh. But generally, yes. Probably more often than I really should, too.

6.) Do you feel guilty about stealing this idea from Japan, who stole it from James who stole it from Mimmi?

Not really. I mean, if it was something they had to work really hard on creating then I would probably think twice or at least ask. But you're pretty much doing the structural work for me ^_~ And with each quiz comes a different set of answers, so it's not as if I'm directly copying anything.

7.) What's your side? Good or evil?

Most definately good. But sometimes you need a little evil to help things along. Not everything in life is black and white, after all.

8.) Who would win in a fight? Great White shark or Saltwater Crocodile? Elephant or Rhino? Bull Shark or Hippo? Cougar or Wolf? Polar Bear or Walrus? Tiger or Lion?

Hmm...

1: I'd probably say Great White Shark- even though the crocodile has a much tougher hide, the shark still has the mobility and bigger offensive to strike with.
2: Rhino would be my best guess. It's smaller, but has that horn which in the right place can do a lot of damage. As huge as elephants are, the damage they do is often harder on things much smaller than them. A rhino'd be relatively safe, I'd bet.
3: Bull Shark. Hippoes are ferocious, but the shark has the speed advantage. And the sharp, flesh-ripping teeth.
4: Mmm... Probably the Cougar. Wolves aren't as muscular, even though they might be able to match the big cat for speed and agility.
5: Polar Bear. Walruses are nasty when provoked, but bears just rock that much more.
6: Ooh, I wouldn't be able to say. Either of the two. Tigers look better though, so I'll go with that.

I'm interested to know what the answers are now ^_^


Dan L's Question!
Is a bird in the hand really worth two in the bush?


It would depend on the size of the bird.

To be honest I've never really fully understood this statement. If you actually have one bird, I suppose it must be better than not having two who are sitting in that there bush, because you don't actually have them. Or something. I don't know. I guess it's better to have something rather than just looking and wishing you did, even though what you're looking at wanting might be more than what you already have.



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Thursday, April 22, 2004


Broken Promises.
I don't care how bad things get, there's no reason to do that to yourself.

And it must be the third time I've fallen for the same thing. I should probably learn by now that some things really don't change. Sensible amounts or not; to be honest I'm almost past caring. I thought I knew him better. I obviously didn't.

Sometimes when you hurt yourself, you hurt others around you even more. He could have told me; if nothing else he might have tried harder not to break his promise to me. If he'd just said something, tried telling me about it first perhaps I could have done something and it would have felt less like a betrayal.

Silence hurts, too.

But do you know what the most annoying thing was? That he knew he was breaking a promise to me, and still did it anyway. Perhaps I should expect more from friendship next time.

But no; I know I might do the same thing in his situation. But even then... I'm not him. And I never will be.

Idiot.

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Wednesday, April 21, 2004


Art of Life: X-Japan
To save this post from being too vague, I'll basically say that I've been disgustingly busy of late, which is why hardly anything's been happening with regards to almost everything I have to do with being online >.> Not particularly pleasant, but the things I am doing are pretty essential. Oh, for more time...

I am going to Holland, by the way. Thanks everyone ^___^

This song is amazing, full stop. Half an hour of pure X-Japan goodness. I would write an essay about how the massive instrumental in the middle relates to the rest of the song, but I really don't have much time. And it's probably good enough as is, hh. I don't want to cheapen it.

Desert Rose
Why do you live alone?
If you are sad
I'll make you leave this life
Are you white, blue or bloody red?
All I can see is drowning in cold grey sand

The winds of time
You knock me to the ground
I'm dying of thirst
I wanna run away
I don't know how to set me free to live
My mind cries out feeling pain

I've been roaming to find myself
How long have I been feeling endless hurt
Falling down, rain flows into my heart
In the pain I'm waiting for you
Can't go back
No place to go back to
Life is lost, Flowers fall
If it's all dreams
Now wake me up
If it's all real
Just kill me

I'm making the wall inside my heart
I don't wanna let my emotions get out
It scares me to look at the world
Don't want to find myself lost in your eyes
I tried to drown my past in grey
I never wanna feel more pain
Ran away from you without saying any words
What I don't wanna lose is love

Through my eyes
Time goes by like tears
My emotion's losing the color of life
Kill my heart
Release all my pain
I'm shouting out loud
Insanity takes hold over me

Turning away from the wall
Nothing I can see
The scream deep inside
reflecting another person in my heart
He calls me from within
"All existence you see before you
must be wiped out :
Dream, Reality, Memories,
and Yourself"


I begin to lose control of myself
My lust is so blind, destroys my mind
Nobody can stop my turning to madness
No matter how you try to hold me in your heart
Why do you wanna raise these walls
I don't know the meaning of hatred
My brain gets blown away hearing words of lies
I only want to hold your love

Stab the dolls filled with hate
Wash yourself with their blood
Drive into the raging current of time
Swing your murderous weapon into the belly
"the earth"
Shout and start creating confusion
Shed your blood for pleasure
And what? For love?
What am I supposed to do?


I believe in the madness called "Now"
Past and future prison my heart
Time is blind
But I wanna trace my love
on the wall of time, over pain in my heart
Art of life
Insane blade stabbing dreams
Try to break all truth now
But I can't heal this broken heart in pain
Cannot start to live, Cannot end my life
Keep on crying

Close my eyes
Time breathes I can hear
All love and sadness melt in my heart

Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life outside my walls

You can't draw a picture of yesterday, so
You're painting your heart with your blood
You can't say "No"
Only turning the wheel of time
with a rope around your neck
You build a wall of morality and take a breath
from between the bricks
You make up imaginary enemies and are chased by them
You're trying to commit suicide
You're satisfied with your prologue
Now you're painting your first chapter black
You are putting the scraps of life together
and trying to make an asylum for yourself
You're hitting a bell at the edge of the stage
and
You are trying to kill me


I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love
in my dream

I'm breaking the wall inside my heart
I just wanna let my emotions get out
Nobody can stop
I'm running to freedom
No matter how you try to hold me in your world
Like a doll carried by the flow of time
I sacrificed the present moment for the future
I was in chains of memory half-blinded
Losing my heart, walking in the sea of dreams
Close my eyes
Rose breathes I can hear
All love and sadness melt in my heart
Dry my tears
Wipe my bloody face
I wanna feel me living my life outside my mind

Dreams can make me mad
I can't leave my dream
I can't stop myself
Don't know what I am
What lies are truth ?
What truths are lies ?

I believe in the madness called "Now"
Time goes flowing, breaking my heart
Wanna to live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I haven't found what I'm looking for
Art of life
I try to stop myself
But my heart goes to destroy the truth
Tell me why
I want the meaning of my life
Do I try to live, Do I try to love

Art of life
An Eternal Bleeding heart
You never wanna breathe your last
Wanna live
Can't let my heart kill myself
Still I'm feeling for
A Rose is breathing love in my life

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Monday, April 19, 2004


Mr Hitler makes Exceedingly Good Cakes

We listened to Eddie Izzard in the car on the way into college this morning. He's absolutely hilarious, heh.

Anyway, today started out alright; but waking up in any bed other than your own is always a little disorientating, especially a place with Harry Potter illustrations covering the walls o_o; They're nice, but very... very.

The time had come for me to take a shower, so I did, in perhaps the most awkward shower in the world. There was no curtain- instead there stood a folding plexiglass window thing that you folded out of the wall, that wouldn't fold properly- it either lurched back into an odd angle that restricted you from moving anywhere in the cubicle or launched itself outwards to fill the entire room with its watery spout-ness. There wasn't a window screen to stop people from looking in, either (the fact that the window was on the third floor above all houses and pointing out to sea is irrelevant; I still felt more than vulnerable), and on top of that the water wouldn't water it's way onto me in the right way: It sprayed only from the middle of the spray-thing, leaving all but my head very very cold. But it was mostly my hair that needed washing anyway, so it wasn't a hugely huge problem.

But I washed my hair and managed to style it rather nicely. The downside of that was that I cut my thumb rather deeply on the little plastic thingy that you slot into the pot to stop the liquid concrete from escaping. It's quite odd explaining to people how I managed to cut my fingers on hair gel.

Anyway, today was billed as all-day Haroun rehearsals, and the dreaded Holland Audition!!!

...well, it wasn't that dreaded. Just mildly dreaded.

Play it again, Sam?
We auditioned individually, which was quite a relief. I was nervous enough as it was, without having lots of people watch me try and sing Japanese. I started with the poem, and then proceeded to load my 'X-Japan on Piano' CD into the CD player.

It kind of went downhill from there. I was in a bad frame of mind to do it- something snapped and I asked John if I could skip straight to the English section, and he agreed.

It was only by the time that the song had finished that I was really gaining enough confidence to belt it out in a good tune. I'd have been ashamed if X-Japan were watching >.>

I've no idea how well I did, or whether I'll be chosen. John probably has an idea about who he wants and'll probably take them anyway, but we can only take up to 15 people. Thing is, John had to put through the names of whoever was going today at the latest, and only fourteen people auditioned. So, whether that means I'm in or not is anybody's guess. I'll find out tomorrow.

Crowd-surfing vs Swimming
Haroun rehearsals went alright, but rather painfully. I really get thrown about doing this. There's a part quite late on in the play where I have to leap onto four people's arms, who brace me and rock me about as if I'm swimming. All that while performing lines, too. Fun, but a little precarious ^_^;

Part-way through, John came in holding a sheet of paper. I assumed it was the decisions about Holland, but...

...they were the results of the LAMDA exams. They're read out in front of the whole class. Everyone sat down in a position where they could easily brace themselves from shock or not fall off in surprise, and listened attentively.

The LAMDA scoring system goes: 110- Pass, 120- Distinction, 130- Honours. Anything below 110 is a fail...

There were lots of Distinctions being handed out. Having never done anything like this before I had no idea what to expect. Finally, my score was read out.

I got a hundred...



...and twenty-three ^_____^

I am so pleased, heh. My first year of proper Drama schooling and I come out with that. I guess I actually do rock ^_~

I have to write out some RPG replies today, at some point. Probably after Smallville.

This is your bruised, happy and tired (and still a little apprehensive about Holland) Solo signing off for tonight ^_~

But not before I do a few Shout-Outs:

DDG: Digimon Rumble Arena 2's out for all 'next-gen' (i.e. X-Box, PS2 and GameCube) consoles.
Molly: Just as well, really ^_^; I've broken one leg once, I don't really want to do it again.
DeathBug: This computer I'm using right now has ME (as in Windows edition, not to the disease). It crashes often, but that's probably more because my dad puts so much yuk onto it. My other one has Windows 98 SE and works beautifully... mostly.
Sara: I got your letter today ^___^
SamSandy: I love the look of the XP big buttons, heh ^_^ They're much nicer than the boring standard normal ones. But I have my personal computer (the Win98 one) on a slightly different colour-scheme anyway, so it's less boring ^_~

XP does look mocking, too. I guess Bill Gates doesn't exactly have to worry about that though. He can afford to do that >.>
Azure: Kudos for reaching the slightly more easy to find first page list ^_^ I knew you had it in you, hehe.
Mitch: I know you're there. Can't escape me, you know. Same goes for James *nods*
Ben: You better yet? Coz if you aren't... *shakes fist*
Lady Kei: *hugs* You're too cool for words.
Pyrophobic: I owe you serious PMmage.
Lady Asphy: You too, heh. Although perhaps slightly less serious maybe.

Thanks to everyone for all your lovely encouragement. It really means a lot to me *big big hug and thumbs-up*

^_^

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Sunday, April 18, 2004


Whoo, XP...
Windows XP is very different to what I'm used to, and it doesn't help that whenever I type it out it looks like I'm laughing with my tongue stuck out in emoticon-language.

I don't actually have XP, I'm just at someone else's house.

Tomorrow I have my Holland audition. I'm looking forward to it, somewhat. If nothing else I'll be glad to have one more thing finally over and donewith. I have a poem; if anyone ever gets a chance to read anything by Brian Patten, do. It's very good stuff.

I don't think I actually have that much to say. This is pretty much a mandatory update for me... and of course, not in the least bit fuelled by my falling down to #12 in MyO ranks >.>

Indeed.

I was going to say something more, but it really is getting late now. I'll catch people tomorrow, in which case. Bye ^_^

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Saturday, April 17, 2004


Just call me Mr Insensitive...
...yeah. I wasn't exactly coherent last night. Sorry.

Anyway, it's come to my attention that I have two days left until the beginning of term, in which time I still have to learn Haroun, Bouncers and a song/poem for the Holland audition. And I have to sing well, because otherwise John might just think I'm odd. So, to practice.

But X-Japan performs lovely songs, so I never mind listening to them to get tunes/notes.

Digimon Rumble Arena 2 is out on the GameCube on May the 2nd aparrently, which makes me very happy. I'll get it regardless of what the reviews say- I want the Digimon! And Metroid Prime 2 will have to be a compulsory buy. My GameCube has life left in it yet... although the controllers I use have a habit of just not working every now and then- my sister determined that the WaveBird (I did find them Shinmaru ^_____^ And they're lovely) receivers need to be jammed right inside else it won't get what you're trying to do.

Probably doesn't help that I have a modified GameCube...

Bah, I'm babbling. I can't wait to perform Haroun, but I can't wait even more for the next few weeks to be over. The only thing I'm actually doing in May is having a filling done (stuid tooth >.>), so I can relax a bit more. I hope.

Talk to you soon.

EDI: Why do the characters I fantasize about playing in movies always have to be so much younger than I am when it comes round to actually filming? Damn that Touji Suzahara, and Cedric Diggory >.>

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Wednesday, April 14, 2004


Too Many Rabbits
Well, that's two things out of the way that i wanted to do. Now I need to have breakfast (or something along those lines) and work on the other stuff I've yet to do (PMs included- I haven't forgotten).

One of the things I wanted to do was post in James' Reanimatrix thread, and now I have I can cower in fear at the writing talent of everyone else ^_~

And yes, I know I'm not bad. But if I'd put my story in sooner it wouldn't have looked so much like a rehash of everyone elses, heh.

Want to know something? Charles won the Otaku Awards' Writer of the Year by one vote. But I'd felt rude if I voted for myself, and if there'd been a draw I'd have given it to him anyway, heh. Still, no big loss ^_^ Charles is an incredible writer, and I'm pleased that I managed to create something that everyone liked, even more so to have gotten so far. And there we go ^_^

Tip: if you want to remember something, read over it just before you go to sleep. That way, while you sleep you go over the last thing in your mind. And if you read over it in the morning as well, you'll do better recalling it later. I've almost learnt the entire Haroun script in two nights by doing that. It's looking promising ^_^

Spending Spree 2: This Time it's Again!
I bought lots of things yesterday, although I didn't actually manage to get what Iw as intending to.

The market for GameCube accessories in the UK is appauling. There are no Wavebird controllers anywhere in Portsmouth or Chichester. It's all Playstation 2 stuff, which I find really annoying. Nintendo have to do a lot of work to get the UK market on their side here. It's just not working as far as I can see.

In the end I spent most of my money at MVC, where they had a DVD sale on. I got A Knight's Tale and Austin Powers in Goldmember for my sister, Shanghai Noon and RahXephon Volume 4 for myself (Volume 5's out on Friday ^_^), and the Finding Nemo soundtrack. I love the Robbie Williams song at the end, hehe. Good stuff all round, I think.

And finally...
Visit SamSandy. It's Sage! Whee, he's so cool.

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Monday, April 12, 2004


If the Glaive Hits...

Aha, wordplay upon wordplay.

For the last two days I've been at Arundel Castle, fighting ^_^

The first day started off rather badly- any day where you have to get up at 6am doesn't exactly fill you with enthusiasm, but get up then I did. I spent ages trying to remember how to put my hose on- I know it was only a week or so ago that I actually did it, but I had to change the laces first. Then I had to cut a hole for my belt, which is the stiffest leather I've ever seen >.> The poor hole-punch never knew what hit it.

It's odd that the earlier I get up, the more I want breakfast first-thing. I got up this morning at 7, and I didn't want anything till about 10. I woke up at 6 on Sunday and I was absolutely starving. Same suppers at the same time the nights before, too... strange stuff.

Anyway, Mum drove me and all my stuff (minus bow and arrows, because I forgot them) to the castle at 8am, where I then had to spend about 2 hours standing about on guard duty to let reenactors in and keep the public out. Honestly, there are very big signs that say "Grounds open at 11." It makes sense then, that you won't be allowed in at 9:30. People didn't like that too much, though. Not my fault, unfortunately, heh. It's not like I work there or anything. And even if I did you can be bloody sure I wouldn't stand about in a massive doorway all day.

Anyway, once camp was set up we spent the first half of the day doing... not much, Watching the archery demonstrations and stuff. Justin let me have a go with his bow, too (he was my Knight for the two-day event ^_^ And he rocks).

There are several things you need to know about using a Mediaeval-style bow with modern arrows:
-Firstly, the arrow rests on your hand, so when the flights run over your fingers you will get cut. Wear gloves.
-Secondly, the bow string will chafe the hell out of your fingers, as I found when I saw blood coming from my index and middle fingers of my right hand yesterday morning- wear gloves, moreso. Or use a 'tab', which is a little square of leather with two finger holes and a gap in it to protect you from blisters/cuts.
-Thirdly, Mediaeval doublets are not made for archery. The bowstring will catch and it will twang your arm and chest like hell. Wear a bracer.

So, having learnt those lessons I was much better prepared to shoot at the targets today. I even had a bow.

The targets were cuddly toys strapped to hay bales, or a car bonnet. There was little left of the cuddly toys by the end of the event, and the car door wasn't looking too happy either. But don't despair for either of the furry creatures- they were evil ones who were in league with some evil dictator. And they looked crap anyway.

Badass with a Glaive!
Yesterday the battles didn't go so well. Even though I was with Justin, I never won any of the men-at-arms melees. The first one it was me against the entire Hartley Household (three men-at-arms in full plate armour, swords and shields, and me with my poxy arming jacket, helmet and glaive). I was thoroughly trounced, squashed and beaten. But it was an honourable defeat, heh.

Unfortunately during the last melee in which everyone, knights and all went into the fray, I got a hefty stab in the chest by one of the opposing knights, which seriously knocked the wind out of me. I can still feel it, actually. It's coming up a nice dark purple and hurts to touch. but meh, it's all in good fun. I was more wary about it today though. Colin and Dorinda let me borrow their padded tabbard to wear over my arming jacket to give me even more protection (and make me feel even hotter and look more like The Michelin Man...).

Today was incredible. Everyone was allowed up an hour later, since the tents were already up, the sun was out and there was a nice cool breeze. We strode up to the tournament arena in full pomp and ceremony. There was a bigger crowd greeting us today, which is always quite nice, heh.

We started off with the usual introductions of the knights and a few one-on-ones with polearm, two-handed sword and single weapons. We had two polearms break in one day yesterday; needless to say I was quite worried about the fate of my glaive. Luckily, it held out alright ^___^

Then came the first of four men-at-arms tournaments. The Hartley Household were down in numbers, so there were only two of them today. I was still on my own, but most others were too. Maltravers had two men with bills, Turners had one Scottish axe/spearman and one swordy bloke, Brewers had one swordsman and Tester had a spear/swordsman. I started off with my glaive, but after falling in the first melee I thought I'd try using a sword and buckler. Thst didn't work and the fight itself was far too short, so Derren decided we should do it again. This time I reached for my glaive and went for it.

We'd decided jointly to try and finish off the Hartley Household first, so once we'd teamed up and seen them off we turned on each other, one-by-one beginning to fall under various weapon blows. God knows how, but I ended up being on my own against two other swordsmen, both of which I managed to defeat quite efficiently by running away and coming back at them- since I'm quicker and more nimble, I could escape their blows quickly and come back when they were tired out ^____^ That left me (and my Sweeney Household) winner of the men-at-arms battle. I was very pleased, hehe. I didn't think I'd be able to do it again...

...the next time round, I was taken out fairly quickly, but Derren was also displeased with who actually did win (someone rather wimpish, though what Lord Maltravers described as 'a miracle'- it's a bit of an in-joke really. You have to know the guy and the group to get the funny side), so we started again. The Hartley Household asked me to join up with them, because they were rather miffed at having been picked on all the time, so for a while I stood next to them...

...but my knight had worked out a plan- as soon as they turned their backs, have them! And I did just that. They split off to try and catch an axeman over to the right, and I flipped the glaive round and brought the short blade down onto one of them, earning me one 'kill' (we don't actually kill, although a few bruises get traded across the field), and I dispatched several others in quick, heavy polearm fighting.

It came down to me and the man from the Brewer Household.

Lord Maltravers (a.k.a Paul) took us into the centre of the arena. The Brewer fighter charged at me rather fast- I had to hold my glaive across my body in defense, then kneed him in the stomach and hurled him to the ground, then bringing the spear-end down next to his face as a finishing move.

I've never been more pleased with my fighting before, hehe. That's the third men-at-arms thing I've won at Arundel and it gives me a buzz all throughout the day. Everyone was saying how well I was fighting, which was nice. I don't like blowing my own trumpet too much. I'm a modest person, heh- believe it or not I never really know what to say when I'm given praise.

I do have a lot of bruises to show for it though- it don't come easy. Aside from the hit on my chest, I have a nasty scrape on my knee which actually drew blood. Not much, mind, but still enough to warrant closer inspection once I got home. Plus, I have a bruise on my right arm, right thigh (some cheeky bugger decided to give me a thwack round the arse), left wrist and the back of my neck is very stiff. Couple that with having to walk around all day in the Evil Boots Of Pain and you have a rather painful Solo, heh. I won't be moving much tomorrow.

But I love it, really. One thing I do really need is leg and arnm armour, though. More than anything else that's what I need. I don't want another incapacitating injury like the one at training before Christmas. That was not fun. Luckily I don't think anyone had anything too major today, save for the broken weapons. But they're really only a financial injury rather than a physical one. I'd much rather pay for a new glaive than suffer the inconvenience of not being able to perform in a play. Dad's taking me up to a trade fair in May, I can't wait to get to that ^_^

If anyone's ever in Arundel next time we're on, come and see. I'm sure it'll entertain, hehe.

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