Monday, August 27, 2007

   mablah
Yes, I haven't used the angry face on this ever. I'm not really all that mad, which is weird because I had Algebra today and that really gets me going. It's a little scary. I don't think it's very normal to swear every other word when you're working on a math problem, especially since this is still the really easy stuff. Maybe that's why I keep swearing? It's stupid and easy. I hate stupid and it's pointless if it's easy. I'm going to get hit hard when I finally mess up. It'll be messy. I don't go down easy. Like, I'm still fighting about coming back here and I'm already back here. I'm sick of the whole standstill life I've got going. It's all stay here with us and go to school. Okay, I'm getting mad again and I'm going to end up ranting about freedom again. I had it way toned down last time because I know a lot of younger people are on theOtaku and I didn't want to risk them coming across it. Cami, Becca, and Elite would probably strangle me too. Ah, the words that come out of this mouth when Algebra is involved. Or when i'm just angry in general, or really really overly excited. I don't think I've swore when I was overly excited in a long time though. I'm getting better, unless I was just writing Luke for a long time. Oh man, I'm supposed to be doing backstory on Adellenine but I haven't even started it yet. I've been trying to finish Mirror Image for good. I'm rushing through it and skipping hunge chuncks because my dates are back east. It's so choppy it's sickening. I've been reading Torrance's story, Shattered, since I'm at the point where it crosses. It's sad. It's really sad. I cried. I never cry. I think it's just because I know him really well. I don't know if other people would find it as sad. I'm supposed to be doing more Algebra, then I've got something for creative writing. It's an observation thing. I've got a good one too. I was in the pharmacy, I don't really know why, and there was this girl sitting there with her dad. She was probably twenty or something. I'm good at the face and body stuff, so I know why she was there. I'm not sure if she knew, but I did. So, nine months down the road.... Yeah, so I got my paper thing covered. It saves me the trouble of pretending I saw a drug deal. I did once but it was too long ago to use.

SGAH
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Sunday, August 26, 2007

bored
I'm bored and my Algebra homework site just froze. Do tomorrow, yipee. I'm supposed to ramble about characters when I'm bored with nothing to say. I'm at the point in Mirror Image where it crosses over with Shattered, a story that follows this one kid that's meantioned and showed a couple times in Mirror Image. This kid, Torrance, has got to be one of my favorite characters. He makes me sad. Not depressed sad, just sad. I really really liked him though. I decided that Famous Last Words was the perfect song for him. I love that song. Anyway, Torrance Asgard Glazier, is a third generation Human Defender. A Human Defender, in the Mirror Image world, is a human that defends other humans from Zodes, who are also human. So it's all human on human fighting contact stuff. It's great, humans are so imperfect, I love it. Okay, well, the third generation of Human Defenders don't fight Zodes because they're all gone. They go around and do humanitary acts, assist police and firemen, and fight against Bloodeds. It's a lot of work. Ah, this is too complicated. I've completely gone off on Torrance and started trying to explain part of this saga.

Human Defenders: Currently there are three generations of Human Defenders. Human Defenders are humans that fight against Zodes, with the exception of the third generation. The first two generations have a very short life expectance, so rules were put into place to ensure they'd continue on. Big rule, you get married and have a kid at 16/17. If you get to that point you're survival rate goes way up if you're the lesser fighter of the two. There's a lot more rules and stuff but I won't go into it right now.
Zodes: Zodes are pure humans that were selected and prefected by Zodiacs. They're an army with over two hundred thousand active soldiers. The Zodes have two lines that are the best of the best, the McFly and the Nook. The McFly line broke off from the Zodes and was killed off except for the last two members, Broderick and Faith, twins. They joined up with the Human Defenders to fight the two surviving Nooks. Nooks are scary so I'm not going into them.
Blooded: Blooded refers to the third, four, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth generations of human and Zodiac mixes. A second generation is a Half-breed and a ninth generation is a Down-bred, also classified as a dangerous human.
Down-bred: Down-breds are classified as dangerous humans. They look exactly like humans except they're hardier. These guys can also become fledged, meaning a full Zodiac, but it's only happened once ever and will only ever happen that one time. Well, technically three but that's the whole Mirror Image story. It's three Down-breds becoming fledged. That's the first two and a quarter parts of the Mirror Image story, which has four parts just because it was so long. This is a saga afterall.
Stained Human: This isn't a technical term. These are humans that are ten to thirteen generations from a Zodiac ancestor. That's as far as you can go right now Once the fourteenth and so on generations come around they'll still be stained humans. These are just average humans. The only thing that you can't do as a stained human is be a Zode. You don't want to be a Zode so this is a bonus.
Shadow: A Shadow is a stained human who's fragmented Zodiac DNA was unstabled in the womb. They're still very human, but they don't look it so much and they need to stay on medication their whole lives or they wreak havoc. They are very rare but the illness in genetic. If a mother has is, most likely one of her children will. Shadows are the downside of being a stained human. They can feel when the Zodiacs are making movements of sorts. It often makes then sick. Zodiacs rarely make movements so the chances are they'll be fine.
Zeme: A Zeme is a servant creature to the Zodes and Zodiacs. They're human, dog, bat, trout. They were a failed experiment that turned into a blessing. They communicate to each other in high pitched squeaks. They understand their masters only and can transfer messages back to you using telepathy. The males get 24" and the females 19". They can live for about eighty years but rarely do. When a Zode dies, it's Zeme is "put down". They only obey the head of the Nook family, the Leader Dragon, and their master, so after the master is gone they're not needed. The males are highly aggressive around blood and need to be chained to the wall until the Zode has control. Because of this, Zodiacs and the head of the Nook family are the only ones allowed to own males. Zemes are also colored like dogs.
Zodiacs: Zodiacs are the orange eyed monsters (lovingly said) of great power. There are twelve species, each able to cross with humans but not with each other. This is because in the begaining Zodiacs were just a prettier version of it's animal counterpart. Most of the species were hunted into extinction by the humans and Dragons. Dragons have the fastest speed and outnumber the other species.
Leader Dragon: The Leader Dragon is the one Dragon that rules over all the Zodiacs undisputedly. They live for one thousand years and keep everything in the world at a balance. When a Leader starts getting close to the end of his life, chaos will slowly start creeping out into the world. After the Leader dies, the time gap between him and the next is one of complete destruction. The gap is two years at the most. A past Leader Dragon is called a Ruler Dragon. If I say Leader Dragon Zodi Mullryan, it means he's currently alive and ruling over the Zodiacs. If I say Ruler Dragon Zesiro (Mullryan), then he's dead.
Mullryan: A dream of many Zodiacs is to wipe a clan of humans off the planet. If they kill an entire bloodline, inclueing families of daughter who'd married into another name, they can take the last name. A Dragon did this many hundreds, probably thousands of years ago. So, the Dragons Mullryan are the most powerful with most of the Leader Dragons coming from that family. No one will ever succeed in doing what they did because people are so interwoven now that there'd be nearly none left.

I didn't tell a lot of the stuff, because I'm angry and I'm tired (for a change). That's just some random info on how some of the stuff works in the Mirror Image world. Everything is copywrite Blue Swallow Productions.

SGAH
FYWR
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Friday, August 24, 2007

   rgaggfa
I'm going to hate Fridays until the middle of December. I've got two classes today, back to back, Biology and Astronomy. I would like Biology, and I could like Astronomy, but I won't. The reason, 13:00 - 22:00. Yeah, that's nine hours of classes. I'm going to be in one of the places I hate most in the entire world for nine hours straight. Not only that, but I've already done the first Biology class so I'm going to be doing nothing for the first five hours. And I'm not in a good way today. I can't say sick, but it's close enough. I can't move. But I can't miss today because this is the first day for these classes, offically. I started biology last semester but dropped because I didn't have time for it. So the first two classes are done. I had this problem last semester too, only it was English and Biology. for some stupid reason, this school only provides a five hour Biology class and it's always on a day when you've got another class either right in front of it or right behind it. I've got serious issues with this school, with any school, but especially this one. The profs. try to get you calling them by their first names, because they're your friends. No teacher of any kind has ever been my friend. I even have friction with my mother's sister and sister in law. I don't want to be in school. I know I have to be, so I put up with it. Some say that I'm not putting up with it, but I'm going to the stupid classes and I'm doing the requirement to get a transferrable grade. That's the best they can hope for because this is nothing short of torture for me. I'm serious when I say I'd rather be in the worst prison this country has to offer. I'd rather be digging trenches. Hey, even with all the mine collapses, I'd rather be mining coal. I'd rather do almost anything else then sit there and do what these people are telling me to do. I'm so sick of telling them how to say my name, of writing out my name, filling in the bubbles, answering questions, playing stupid games to get to know the other people. Know what? They don't want to be there either! It's one of the most miserible places in the world, a school. No one is there to make nice. They're there to do the stupid test and get out. At this age we've got friends and we don't want or need anymore. We'll make "class friends" but that's it. After the class is done you don't talk again. I guess the prof. failed in the student bonds. Oh god, I'm going to be sick. There's no way I can sit through nine hours of these people. They're all so stupid! I haven't learned a single thing from being in this school. I didn't even learn when I was at the other school. If I did then it must've been something so irrealivante to life that I forgot it. Okay, I need a plan of action. I'm leaving for classes in two hours. I've got to suddenly get better, yeah right. This whole post probably sounds really angry, oh it's not even half of it.

Cami, again, I'm so sorry to hear about Catnip. He was a good bird.

SGAH
FYWR
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Tuesday, August 21, 2007

   gshh
I don't really have time to be on, so this is right before I run out the door...half asleep. Algebra sucks. If you can get around taking it, do it. It's not exciting, or fun, or any of that stuff the prof. is saying. What I really hate about it, other then getting a woman math teacher that doesn't have English as a first language, again! It's not even how they expect you to remember formulas or tell you to not bother with a calculator but then tell you you'll need one for the test they give the very first class. Oh no, what I hate more then anything is how I stare at the paper and then start booking through it with a calculator that can only add that some dude took out of a cereal box, and then most of the answers are right. Yes, I hate getting most of the answers right when I don't have a real calculator because then people look at me like I'm some sort of freak that can do math. I'm not, it's just really basic stuff the first test. But the first test is always an assessment test and it makes me go up there, and other people down there, so then when i start doing badly, which I will but probably not on purpose this time, they think I'm sick or on drugs and then i've got to go to a shrink. And then I've got to do the whole mind game thing where I get the shrik talking about themselves instead of me. Do you have any idea how draining it is to just go through intermediate algebra like to was nothing? I was shaking. I had to eat things I normally would never eat together to balance out. Horrible, all of it.

SGAH
FYWR
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Sunday, August 19, 2007

   etetye
I'm so out of it right now. I don't think I'm even going to get the chance to wander around here and visit people. I start classes tomorrow so I'll get to do it tomorrow. First class starts at 18:00. It's the only one for the day but it's algebra. I hate algebra. This is actually a course I dropped last semester. It was at 6:00 and went on till 9:45 because it was a once a week class. My head doesn't like to try to work until about 10:00 so I was failing every quiz and test. It sucked too because when I looked at the stuff later in the day I knew exactly how to do it. Oh well, 18:00 should be a lot better.
Well, my head is doing it's ouchy headache thingy. Stupid house with no meat, or ice cream, or cookies, or kitty litter. My poor cat, she's so good. I should probably go take her for a walk or something. I'm glad she thinks she'd a dog.
I'll jump around this thing tomorrow before that stupid class.
And keeping with my signatures,
SGAH
and always,
FYWR
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Friday, August 17, 2007

   mmmaaaaaaaabbbbbbblllllaaahhhhhhhhh
My parents took off at four this morning. I've got to take care of the house and my youngers. I got up at 6:12. That time shouldn't exist. I don't want to take care of them. Well, my sister is sixteen so I'll just let her go out to eat and stay with her frinds this weekend. She can even have the car, I don't care as long as I don't have to deal with her. If she stays then I'm just glad she's dieting. I can heat up random frozen stuff but other then that I can only cook steak...because I don't exactly cook it. I like it like that, it works with me, so i'm okay. My ten year old brother will be much more annoying. Right now I'm yelling at him to stand outside so he doesn't miss the bus. In the wake of no parents and with a sister classified as a delinquient running the house, he's trying to see if I'll really make him go to school. Ha, the bus is here and he's...gone. I win. So, he gets no friends over but he can go to other people's houses. Every simgle day we've got one of his loud mouthed friends over. His friends don't listen to my mother, they break things, and they trash about other people. It's annoying, so there're not here this weekend. I'd take away the video games but I don't want him bugging me all the time. I'm taking away the MTV and Adult Swim. My parents complain about his attitude and the things he watches but never does anything about it. And no YouTube or internet. I caught him looking at something bad once and he's not going to be doing that on my watch. Pervert little brother. The only shame in all this is by Sunday he'll be a fairly descent little kid and my parents will come along and ruin it the next morning. As long as I don't have to deal with it I don't really care.

SGAH
FYWR
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Thursday, August 16, 2007

   gdy
I said that when I'm really bored I wouldn't get on here and randomly complain. I won't because I just stated that I was bored and that's all I need. I did say I'd randomly talk about a story or a character, which works out nice because I get it away from me and then I've got a copy of original ideas to look back on. This is a way to save it. So, I'm bringing back someone from a previous boredom rant, Mica Masters.
Now, Mica's not really someone I should talk about on a somewhat public board. He's one of my characters that is a character without a real story. Which I'm sticking all those guys together in a story. I've got a few ideas for it but I want to finished my Mirror Image Saga first. With that said, stuff on Mica.
Mica Masters scares me. He's getting the ability to freak out the fictional characters and real people. It's ammusing in that way. He and his brother, Beryl, five years his junior where abandonned by their parents when they were eight and three. Mica did whatever he could to get a better life for them, soon learning that crime was his answer. He started off as a pick-pocket. By the time he was eleven he was robbing houses and cars. When he was fourteen he became a hired gun. He eventually worms his way up to one of the most feared "bosses" with Beryl as his right-hand man.
Now, for my stories, this is very typical. I usually have some sort of gang in there. I could go into why, but that's another post.
No, what really freaks me out about Mica is just his personallity. He's cold, cruel, sadistic, everything you want from a boss. His added features include, being feminine, a fondness for stuffed animals, a tendance to cross-dress, a love of torture, and slight canniblism. He's also dying from kidney disease. Beryl is the only person not afraid of him, or disturbed. They actually get along really well, even though Mica's jealous that Beryl has blue eyes.
What inspired to do this bit on Mica was I was thinking about him the other day, about his back ground. I thought of the moment when Beryl caught his brother doing the horrible things he was doing. He was out wandering around and Mica kills this guy right in front of him. When Mica kills someone, or when he was a hired guy since he was fifteen when this happened, he does it in the messiest way possible. I'm talking point blank with buckshot. It's really horrible and disgusting but it reflects on his love of the gore. So, he shoots this guy and Beryl freaks out and starts crying, because he's ten and that would probably be a fairly normal reaction. Mica, because he really does care about his brother and hates seeing him crying, freaks out and tries to get him to stop. His only idea was to cut off his victum's head and turn it into a puppet. So, yeah, Mica's really really creepy and scares me. If you want someone to be like him for the effect, it's good to get them so bad that they scare you too.
That's it. Copywrite Blue Swallow Productions, not that anyone sane would want to steal Mica. Mica...ew.

SGAH
FYWR
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Wednesday, August 15, 2007

   09:25
I didn't think anything existed before 12:00 now. I didn't eat a pint of ice cream before bed so I woke up hungry. It doesn't help that my cat sits outside my door and starts barking when she hears me moving inside. Yes, my cat barks. She barks and she howls. It only happens once in a while but she sounds a lot like a Pomerainian when it does. Since I like dogs way better then cats I'm not worried about it. She's my reminder of this job I once had. I was raising sick orphaned and abandonned kittens for the animal shelter where I used to live. All babies are the same up to a certain age. I never want kids. It'll probably happen, once, but I really don't want any. I'm too young to think about it anyway. Marriage, family, yeah, too young. There's enough weirdness going on in the clan without adding the responciblity of a brat. Ooh, clan bashing. I better stop here.

SGAH
FYWR
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Tuesday, August 14, 2007

   hi
I'm back but I'm not staying. Yes, i finished Aurelius's back story during my "vacation", but I'm still really behind on the Mirror Image sequal thing. Lot's of typing ahead of me. I wanted to get half way finished before school started up, so I got a week to type out fifty or more pages. I've done it before but I really don't feel like it. The old hand has had it for now. I'll probably get ten or fifteen before I need to rest it. It's just the price I pay to get out a story.
So, Aurelius's story is only a few pages shorter then the short story, Misguided. I cut out the end just because the end is when he's in Epic so I don't have to write that now. I just touched on the important and hinted at things we'd see in the flashback episode. Flashbacks are fun when done right.
So, Unsaid Works, when your computer gets fixed I'll need Adellenine's info. Actually, I should just call. We're getting work done. Or I'd like to believe we are with the total hours in phone calls going into the double digits within the last two or three calls. I think we're at twelve or eleven hours. That's a lot of long distance. I'd like to thank my phone company for my calling plan. Thank you, faceless phone company whose name I've forgtten.
We've definately gotten stuff done. Like, I wasn't sure if Teseo should be in the story except for a flashback, him being dead...ah, you'll have to watch the show when it airs.
I think that's it. I'll roam around and stuff the next time I'm on.

SGAH
FYWR
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Friday, August 10, 2007

   sleep
Okay, it's happened. I'm too tired to do much of anything. I'll be off this computer until Monday, maybe Tuesday. Work is evil. I still haven't touched Aurelius, Unsaid Works. I'll get around to him during my "vacation". No more avoiding, just doing. And sleeping. I've been going around the clock on my Blue Swallow Production story to make up for lost time. This one doesn't even have a title. It's the fifth part, or sequal, to Mirror Image. I've finally decided that's going to be the title. Okay, I'm going back to work...or bed.

I wanted to put stuff up just because of the shortness of this post, but I'm having troubling finding something. Most of the stories are bloody and violent, or at least the parts I'd put would be since it'd distract from what's going on.
Most of my characters are only good guys because they're in the spotlight. but, the good guys also have a very dark side usually. Mirror Image.

I could always put something from Death Hath No Fury (love that title), but I've only got the first two chapters and i don't want to jinx myself with it. I like this one.

I'll just blah about Denim for a bit to make up for lack of post. Let's see, Denim Rugby Nook in the Mirror Image world is the most feared, most hated, and deadliest character. He's a bad guy. It's hard to explain him actually, even harder to write him. You see him only through a flashback in Mirror Image, but he's in Tchase and Leia (working title). You never really see the things he's famous for, but you know that he's bad. You see him as a carefree teenager, loving husband, and devoted father. Never as the mass murderer he really is. It's just one of those things. i say he's horrible, so he is. Ignore the fact he's buying a house for his poor friends, or buying a car for his other friends. Don't pay any attention to the pile of gifts he hands out, or the huge celebrations he has for his sons' birthdays. Sure, he's got that side of him, but he's got the other side too. Okay, that should be enough.

SGAH
FYWR
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