Thursday, July 19, 2007

   mana blah blah
I'm back east. I get my book tomorrow. Yeah! Being back east means I get to work on that story with Elite and all them. We actually made some progress. That doesn't happen often. Anastasius (Ah-nee), he's got this crush on this girl, Anna Rosia. She's got an older brother, so we got stuff going on with that. It's hard to explain at the moment, other friends over. We decided on this one part where Ah-nee beats Anna's brother, Guise. Guise is hanging off the edge of wherever they are and Ah-nee's trying to step on his hand but has bad balance and keeps missing. That's when Guise realises that's the guy Anna was telling him about.

Ah-nee's my little Zephyrian ninja. He's...interesting. He's not half bad as a ninja, but he's got bad skills when it comes to girls and, well, just every little details in life that makes it work better.

I feel like putting up stuff on my other stuff, but I'm too lazy to get on to my thing and get some clips. I had a eight hour layover and I don't think I've gotten over it still. It happened yesterday but I didn't get to the house until 0:00M. It was annoying. I'm taking a train or something.

Well, Becca, I like Luke and Nevada. I feel bad for them too but I think everything works out. They have rough teen years, but, yeah, I'm rambling. I feel like it. I'm sick of typing right now.

SGAH
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

   blahhhh
I really hate to post twice in the same day, posting twice in the same week I'm not even a big fan of, but I'm just ssooooooo bored. The great thing is that no one actually reads this, so I can do whatever I want. I probably jinxed myself. Soooo bored. It's way too early to hook up the typing computer and if I tried doing anything this early it would sound like all my characters were suddenly on drugs. Or a sugar high, something. My stories don't seem really happy, and they usually aren't until the end. I only had one that ended really badly. That guy...oh man, I want a stupid CG thingy. If I got one I'd do Torrance and Danny first. Danny was the guy I was going to put a clip up of but didn't from the last post. You'd have to know his story a little to get him at all. The whole thing was based off a nightmare I had a few years ago. To be fair, all of these are based off of dreams...or just completely random spur of the moment ideas.

I got a charater, really creepy guy, that I made up just because I was in the car for ten and a half hours with my little sister driving. I had to listen to her horrible music the entire time. I call him Mica Masters, at least I think that was the last name I decided on for him. He was one of those thirteen that had no story so I'm throwing them all together. Dude, he's scary. His pluses are that he's extremely entertaining (especially on long car rides), it's fun to watch peoples reacts when they're introduced to him, and he's a very good big brother. His scariest thing, he's slightly canniblistic. He enjoys eatting peoples' livers, whether raw or cooked. If he eats it raw, it's so the person can watch him eatting it before they die. So disgusting. My sister has the worst taste in music. It's rap, but like the rap that's so stupid and so bad that radio won't play it. It sounds almost like someone got drunk and got a hold of a tape recorder. No quality, and I'm not sure how Mica spun from that.

Another character, this one was because I was stuck at my grandmothers for a couple weeks, is Magpie. I don't think i gave him a last name yet. Maggie, well, he's just very entertaining to me. I wanted to do a manga and introduce him that way before throwing him into the story with the other displaced characters, but I failed misrebly at drawing the very first shot and it just got worse as I tried to fix it. I just can't do people.

Right, so, Maggie (this name will forever remind me of this guy) is an intresting little guy. In the manga idea he was fifteen/sixteen but in the real story that will eventually form he's seventeen. Like I said, the manga thing was to introduce him. This was the very first clip I wrote with him and my two gothy kids from the manga I'll never actually do. It ain't great but I don't care. The goths aren't really named Maksim and Urraca, it's Jesse and Paula. Okay, so, copywrite me:

Mag: Why are you poking yourself in the finger with that pin?
Maksim: Because pain is beautiful. It's the only way to prove you're alive.
Mag: Um...pulse?
Urraca: Huh?
Mag: Um, isn't a pulse a good way of telling if you're alive?

He seems like a smart___(fill in the blank), but he's really just clueless. So, if anyone steals, i'll gut them like the worthless theiving untalented pig they are.^^

Poor Maggie, he's going to be in the same story as Mica. I hope Mica doesn't end up eatting him.

I'm still bored so I'll ramble about the short story i'm going to see about publishing. I think I already said it would just be a way to break into the story I'm working on with my friends, to put it short. I call it "Misguided".

In this world there are three conteneits (can't spell), and nearly a thousand islands. Most counties are completely made up while others are based on single thoughts or times of real countries. In "Misguided", my two characters Ai and Anastasius, are on one of the largest islands called Hogosha. Ai is a samurai and Anastasius is a ninja. Ai and Anastasius are on opposet sides, one good one bad, only you don't know which is which right away. You get to figure that out for yourself.

I used samurai and ninja because I like martial arts, nothing more. This is not a Naruto knock-off, or even an anime knock-off. Anastasius and Ai are both from a country called Zephyr. I made it up but I'd say if I had to base it anywhere it would be Greek/Slavic. A few of the islands and countries have Japanese names only because at the disposal of us for country names we had Japanese, French, Latin, Russian, and English dictonaries, a baby name book, and random street signs. So, we have counties called Plysh, Zephyr, Rixari, Hogosha, Kiji, Byely, Rouge, El, Epilouge-ish, Hiawatha, Oyayubi, and so on. A few were made up from imagination, but I don't have the map with me. Rixari is one of my favorites, I have no idea way. It's scuffle, or something with an 's' in Latin. I forgot what. Oh yeah, Button, that was one too. This post is way too long so that's it. I'm soooooo bored.

SGAH
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   never wake up early
So early, so very very early. Why did I get up so early? I think our temperture for the house is broken. It got really really cool, then really really hot, then cold, so I got up. Simple, really, just annoying. I'm going to stumble around until my coffee cools off.

Coffee doesn't wake me up. I drink it because I like it. Actually, sometimes it makes me all sleepy because it's warm. I think the only reason it doesn't do its job is because when I was fourteen I was working at a coffee hut for a little bit. The owner was new to the whole coffee thing so was always experimenting on how to get different kinds and flavors. Well, I was the only person that worked with her so I was drinking like fourteen shots a day until she straightened it all out. It keeped me more alert back then but now I got some weird immunity, probably because I only drink one cup. Black, two sugars. Coffee's done!

Yummy, I chugged it. So, things are looking like they're returning to normal amoung the family. I get to go to the book opening on the 21st as long as I do another semester here and stay with them. After that, I transfer and move out. Hopefully I can stand these people for a few more months. My younger siblings kept interrupting the "conversation" trying to get downstairs to watch South Park. Like the show, can't stand the siblings, or any of them. Oh well, it's the age...I think. It could just be a sick, twisted family tradition.

Um, that's going to take some explaining and I'm too tired to deal with it. Short version, dating as far back as forever my family has always had moments where they suddenly hate the future clan head. Um, that probably didn't help much. I might've made it worse adding the word 'clan' in there. I mean like real clans and stuff, not Naruto like clans. Family, not anime. Okay, scrap all that, not really too important since things are seeming okay. Ooh, thunder!

Yeah, I'm still really tired and bored, so i'm going to post bits of random nonesense from a few stories. Haha, this is going to confuse anyone who reads it...unless they're Becca and Elite. They're part of Blue Swallow Productions so they really shouldn't be confused. They should know everything now, even though me explaining doesn't help in understanding.

© Copyright 2004-2009 me(Blue Swallow Productions ). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of me.

So, clip from chapter two of Death Hath No Fury:
He saw it from an onlooker’s point of view. The little wooden huts burning to the ground, people screaming, dying, and him, right in the middle of it all. He had a wide grin of his face, flames reflected and danced in his eyes. His hair was long and the ponytail it was tied in loosened and fell out. He ran into the nearest burning hut, looking for more blood. The hut collapsed, burning.
Fury opened his eyes. The next part would skip over; it had before. He slowly closed his eyes to see the rest of this memory he had forgotten.
He burst out of the ruins of the hut, hours later. What remained of his clothes was burning, as was his hair. He looked around at all the death and screamed. He grabbed his sword and spent several minutes hacking off his smoking hair until it was the cut he was now wearing. He got to his feet, his nearly black red hair gleaming in the dying fires and his deep steel colored eyes twinkling as the sun started to rise.
Fury didn’t understand any of this memory. He opened his eyes. It scared him to know that he killed all those people, to know that he had been trapped under a burning pile of wood and stone. This is why no one could know about him, this is why he had to forget. He closed his eyes again and the picture of the crying woman swam into view until he opened his eyes. What if he killed her too? Maybe she was crying for that reason. He caught a glimpse of his reflection in his mirror. People assumed him to be normal, brown hair and blue eyes. He ran his fingers through his hair with a vague smile. What did it matter if his red hair was nearly black or that his eyes were really a steel gray color? Did it matter, really? No one would ever make the connection. If they did then he’d do to them what he did to those other people. He shook his head. Killing was horrible, he shouldn’t think about it. He wanted to forget, badly.

I was going to put a clip from an untitled story but that would confuse anyone. If I could draw I'd draw a picture of my main character from it. Oh well, I'll wait until I have a CG program.

Clip from chapter nineteen of Tchase and Leia (working title):

“Hi, Nevada,” Leia said kindly. She noticed the finger bruises on his upper arm and couldn’t help but feel angry with Chase. Nevada didn’t say anything or smile. “You don’t remember me, do you? My name’s Leia Terior. I’m a friend of your parents.”
“He doesn’t remember me either,” Dorothy whispered to Leia. “Poor kid, he was really quiet the whole ride over. I’m hoping he cheers up after he meets the kids.” Dorothy dropped Nevada’s hand. “We’re going to the park today. Do you want something to eat first?”
“No, ma’am,” Nevada said quietly.
“Oh, you don’t need to call me that,” Dorothy said. “Dorothy is just fine. Okay, wait here with Leia and I’ll go get the other kids.” She went up the stairs and disappeared. Leia looked over Nevada with a smile.
“You’re shoelace is untied,” Leia said. “Here, I’ll just tie that for you.”
“I got it,” Nevada said, kneeling down. Leia watched him fumble with the laces but he eventually did get them tied. She couldn’t help but be impressed.
“Here they are,” Dorothy said. “This is Trent and Luke, they’re Leia’s sons. And this little girl is my daughter, Raina. Luke and Raina are your age. Kids, this is Nevada.”
“That’s a dumb name,” Luke said.
“Luke,” Leia snapped. Nevada walked forward and shoved Luke over. He looked angrily at Nevada before his eyes filled with tears. He got back on his feet and hugged Leia around her knees.
“Mommy, he pushed me,” Luke said.
“Don’t call my name stupid,” Nevada said. Leia bent down and hugged Luke. She glanced over at Nevada and smiled.

Everything is obviously copywritten to me, Blue Swallow Productions, and eventually to Blood Red Dragon Studios. Believe me, I'll hunt down and gut anyone who steals from me. Of course, I put up parts that would make no sense unless you knew the stories so it'll be difficult to actually steal.

Interesting trivia: Tchase means 'harbinger'. His name is Tchase Kerbasi (surname not included), so it's 'harbinger warrior'. Cool, huh? I enjoy names.
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Friday, July 13, 2007

   13th
Happy Friday the 13th! Okay, so, back from the east and still fighting. The broke slightly, but not enough for me to move out. I still don't understand why I can't move out at my age but my sixteen year old sister can do whatever she wants and spend hundreds to thousands of dollars a week shopping. I don't understand and they won't clear it up for me. The only thing I've ever asked for is a puppy, and I can pay for about half myself. I don't get a puppy but everytime she goes shopping (every weekend) she gets two hundred dollar shoes, two hundred dollar purses, and a couple hundred in clothes and jewlery that she'll never get around to wearing.

So, now I want to move out, get a job, get my own place, and save money for school and spend parts for me. They get mad at me and saw life doesn't work that way. How the heck does life work then? I'm really at a lose here. They don't want me to throw away my schooling, but I'm not. I just want to pay for it and do it when I'm actually planning out a major. Right now I'm just wasting money because people won't shut up and let me think. I say genetics, they say vet. I say genetics again, they say animal genetics. If I say it a third time they say animal massage theropy. Now I'm keeping my mouth shut and they're freaking out and saying I got no plan, no future. I got a plan, move out and start making my own life. Let me be my age. I'm not a stupid little kid.

I remind them of that and they keep asking what changed. Um, I grew up? No, I don't like hugs anymore. No, it's not for any real reason, I just don't. People squeeze me too hard and it hurts, that simple. That's not affection, it's a form of twisted torture because if you pull away from a hug you're seen as emotionally distant. I stopped liking hugs after I fell off one of those huge hay roles at this one farm. It probably has something to do with the left half of my ribs looking funny ever since then. Yeah, so, don't like hugs.

Um, wow, that was an off topic rant. I don't think this thing had a topic to begain with, but that was really weird. Let's see...Bran Castle is up for sale. I really wish me and my friends could come up with the money.
http://www.baytreecapital.com/bran/04.jpg
Best outside picture of it. It'd be so awesome to live in that thing. Really like the language so I wouldn't mind learning.

I've broken down a bit and am going to see about getting my stupid short story published for some money. I go back and forth on liking and disliking it. if it gets published then it'll open up for the story I'm working on with Elite and her brother. I think most of the stuff in it was just for the sake of this story, but the characters and world stuff are the same. The short story is called [u]Misguided[/u].

I saw my geese for the first time in a month. They look like adults but are just a little smaller. They still sound like babies. Tarragon still has a white patch on her wing and she still likes to bite my toes if I'm taking too long with the bread. Basil's huge. I thought he was Faust for a second until he started peeping. I can still pet him but he enjoyed it much more as a baby. The Fire group is back too, looking all adultish. Soot never complete grew out of the baby colors so his head is brown instead of black. I actually pegged him as a girl when he was young because his head feaths and patches weren't coming it. He turned out to be the only boy in that family. There are now three rouge males hanging around the two groups trying to get a daughter to go with them. Poor guys, Attila, Faust, Florcie, and Lilith are ruthless when they get too close. it's kind of funny that Basil and Soot go after them too. What good brothers.

So, happy 13th, again.

SGAH
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Friday, June 29, 2007

   hahaha
I've gotten the computer for a bit today. No writing, or working on any stories. That's fine. I need a break. I think I make up stories because my dreams that aren't stories are weird. I don't like them. So, I write in my head. It's just very odd but I don't really care. So, I'll post this random bit and get on in many days from now.

Oh! I saw puppies! They're mini aussies. They bought one. She's cute. I like puppies. Puppies make everything seem better, well until you have to start crate training. Wow, I wonder how many people will actually get that.

So, almost the 4th. Go, America! I said I moved out last post but now my parents found out and are trying to get me back. I don't get it. Once you hit seventeen all they do is talk about you moving out the next year but then when you try they freak out. Oh, maybe it's because I missed the eighteen mark. That should just be more reason for them to want me to move out though. I got a place where I can get a job, and I got somewhat of a plan, that's good enough. Even if I don't have a real plan, well, who sits there and contemplates their future? The people that do spend all their time looking to thier future miss it. Take it day by day and don't look back. Plan weeks, not years. Let's see, I was working out plans with Becca when we were in my car (which my parents are taking away and giving to my little sister).

D: Get to college and marry a football player that's in the Draft.

C: Run away, cut off all my hair, and dye it blond, and find some pirates in South America to take me aboard.

B: Join the Army.

A: Freedom. (meaning do what I want and live just to live and not just to scrap by tax collectors.)

D and C are definately out. I always wanted to join the Army but I'm not sure if I'd be useful there. I always thought I'd be of better use on the homefront. What I want, really really want, (other then a puppy) is freedom. I want to be able to walk down a street and stop to admire someone's flower bushes if I felt like it, not go rushing off to some job because I'm two minutes late. Or run to the store. Or to the market. I want to stop running, I'm tired.

Oh well, I don't think anyone ever reaches the freedom I want. I guess I should just stop complaining and let the common norm take me. I'll probably get stuck back with my parents, got to the school they pick out. I'll probably become a vet like every single person I've ever known tells me. And I'll probably marry some dude in business and have three little brats, quit my job to raise them. Then I got grandkids to look forward to. Whoopty freaking do. That's a wonderful fairytale for someone but not me.

So, I guess I'm going to fight a never-ending battle. Let it begin.
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Monday, June 25, 2007

   yeah
Alright, so I finally got to switch off Becca's (I,myself) account. So, since the last post I have dropped everything I had going (pretty much nothing to be bluntly honest) and now am living back east. I'm staying with Elite and Becca until I get the cash to move out. It's awesome. My parents don't know yet and that's funny. Since I finished my own story, sort of, I'm wrinting one with Elite and her little brother. We're a sadly creative bunch. Sadly only in the context that we're not sure how to start. It's cool otherwise.

So, my best friend is talking about getting on here. If you see someone floating around in space with the name Electric Monk, that's her.

Oh yeah, so I'm going to get off and go watch Supernatural. I've been dubbed Dean. It's annoying but I answer to it because they won't stop. It's terrible because I drive fast and I learned how to drive in an Impala. I guess I couldn't be bothered by being called Sam since it's already my name.

So, yeah, I'm homeless and I'm being called Dean where I'm crashing. That's about it. I got to get Elite to put up some comics. They're funny.

SGAH
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Sunday, June 17, 2007

here
So, I've been back east for a week now. Maybe a day over a week, but that's close enough. I'm staying with friends. I got friends. Yeah, me. Actually, they got Otaku accounts. I...got nothing to say really. Um...my mind is sort of scary when I'm not channeling it into stories. And still my stories aren't what one would call tame. I don't think they're miserble as much as others see them but I can't explain how they're not unhappy.

I like chocolate. I'm licking a beater covered in chocolate cake batter. I don't like cake, but I like cake batter. I like Cold Stone. Yummy.

Right, so, my characters aren't unhappy because I say they're not. This one guy, he's got some real issues but he turns out fine. It takes a looong time but them he's okay. Why? Because I say so.

Yup, I'm done.

SGAH
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Friday, June 8, 2007

leave
Alright, so I'm up early again because I've got to leave for the east. I'll get there tomorrow afternoon, not sure on the exact time. two suitcases and a backpack, not bad.

So, yesterday was weird. My little brother has a friend who's got two littlers of kittens. so he took me over to talk me into getting one. Of course the answer's no, because I'm a dog person and the only cat we have I hand-raised so she thinks she's a dog. She sits on command and comes to her name. So cute.

I decided to go find the Spice and Fire groups just because when I get back they'll be all grown up. Basil's back to loving me. I ran out of food really fast so just sat around. He kept coming over to sit next to me. I can pet him without him thinking I'm feeding him, which shocked everyone that was around the pond. Really, if you feed them and don't do anything stupid they'll start to trust you. Florcie and Faust even eat from my hand now. Florcie even sits there and nibbled at my ankle. It was the first time I wore socks around her so she wasn't sure what to make of them. Oh, but Mica's gone. because she wasn't really their baby, she didn't stick to them like the others. She'd get lost every once and awhile but I don't know which pond they were at last so I don't know where to look. She didn't get hit by a car, but there's still the chance she was eatten or froze. I hope she turned up after I left. I had high hopes for that thing.

The Fire group is getting slightly more trusting but since I'll be gone for three or more weeks, that's going to vanish pretty quick. They seemed to like my little brother, probably because he was scared of Attila. Ganders love pushing their weight, not so much as the goose does, but enough.

Oh, and on the way to the pond I caught a baby cottentail. He was over four inches, eyes open, ears up, furry, so he wasn't in any danger. It just freaked me out because there were lots of them all over the place. The communty mower hit their burrow a few plots over. I heard them all calling for their mom after it got dark, so that's good.

And...that's it.

Viva SGAH!

EDIT: Mica's not there. Poor thing. And I can pick Basil up but I won't. Florcie and Faust would really let me have it. My brother's decided he likes Tarragon the best. One of her wings is going to have a large splotch of white on it.
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Tuesday, June 5, 2007

   bored
I just realised what those faces mood thing were. I don't pay much attention to stuff like that I guess. So, I woke up early-ish. It's eleven military time. Love being out of school.

Uh, let's see.... Oh, going east in a few days. I like going east. I spent most of my life back east and my really long story I'm always typing has a lot to do with back east. Yeah, I'll probably over do it and type all ten pages today but it'll be worth some discomfort to have it finished. Five years, five really long years. It stands as part one (missing) twenty two chapters, part two (most missing) twenty four, part three (all there) thirty nine chapters, and part four will have thirty two chapters. There's a sequel but that shouldn't be too hard to do. I purposely wrote a few spin-offs so I could skip years at a time in the sequel. Really it's a fifth part but the characters switch over slightly, so I'm calling it a sequel.

Why so many parts? 22+24+39+32=117 chapters. Each chapter is roughly ten pages, 1170, with a few being closer to fifteen and one being twenty something. That's roughly 1240 pages. Then if you put in the two completed spin-off, one with twenty three chapters and a five paged epiloque-ish and the other with twenty two chapters, that's around another 150 pages. And I don't even want to think about the sequal or and possible other stories that come from this.

So, in short, that's why I break it into sections and only do ten pages per chapter. This really isn't a reading thing so it doesn't matter. It'd be a good visual done in really awesome CG.

Blue Swallow Production in association with Blood Red Dragon...um, I haven't gotten farther then that since I don't have a CG program.

So, this is what happens when I wake up early.

Finished story. 11pgs.
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Monday, June 4, 2007

geese 2
Okay, so my life isn't a page-turner. The geese came back today. They live at another pond usually but they're back and look like they're getting comfortable. Today another family of geese showed up as well. So that Florcie, Faust, and their seven and Attila, Lilith, and their five. This group is much older and wilder. The babies, Ash, Spark, Ember, Cinder, and Soot, are a little more trusting then the parents. They still don't come near me and they don't quite understand bread. Attila also has a very nasty habit of attacking Florcie and any of the babies. Lilith also seems to enjoy leading her five right into Florcie and Faust's group so that Attila can attack. Poor Basil got bitten a few times so he stopped coming up for me to feed him. Before he got bitten for the fifth time, I was able to feed him out of my hand and pet him on the back. Tarragon and Fennel both come for food but Tarragon seemed to get bored and started staying in the back to eat with the others. Fennel's going to be pretty. S/he has more white so far then the others. I pet her/him but s/he thought I giving her/him food so got my finger. Very grabby little bird now that it knows my hand means food. S/he keeps biting my figers before I can pull the bread apart. Before Basil stopped coming over, he was trying to get the piece I was pulling off of. When I held it out of his reach he nibbled my toes. He's the sweetest piggiest of them but baby Mica's by far the cutest. She's eatting out of my hand now too. When both families took a nap, the Fire group had both parents standing quard. I sat over with the spice group and even Florcie and Faust fell asleep. Amazing what a few hours over two days can do. Before I went inside, I had one piece of bread left and Basil came over and got it. So, I guess things are okay. Hopefully they'll be around tomorrow and give me something to do. Why do I find all this stuff so facinating? Getting a bacholers in Biology.

Okay, other then that I got another chapter typed. It's the second to last in the story, yay. Five years of work. I'm going to shoot for Wednsday. I can't type ten pages anymore but that's a good thing. No one should attempt to type ten pages a day.

Oh yeah, SGAH! I was talking to Elite and we were talking about yaoi. We both don't like it because we're just not into that stuff. We don't get why it's so popular when...well, I don't know how to word it so I'll word it like this: I'm a girl. I like guys. When many girls watch anime they have little crushes on certain male charaters. I don't because they're ink and ink can't buy me presents. But the point is, it's not uncommon for people to have little crushes on a character. So, wouldn't you want that character to be interested in you and not your brother? I really hope that came across as I meant it to. Huh, maybe this:

girl like guy->guy in show->guy with other guy->no fantasy because guy like guy

So, SGAH.
Straigh Guys Are Hot

BTW, there are hot gay guys but...well, duh, that's like a vegan shopping for a slab of beef.
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