blackbolt52003

Anti-You meme

2008-08-24T00:34:59Z

First off: What's Anti-You?

It's a webcomic by Stacey Booysen. And I had a major art-block before encountering this meme created by shikamaruxtemari of deviantart.

Anti-You
Comic URL: http://www.smackjeeves.com/comicprofile.php?id=29796
Arist website: http://kikikun.deviantart.com
Meme Credits: http://shikamaruxtemari.deviantart.com/art/Shi-Tem-Chan-s-AntiYou-meme-86733175

THE PATHETICNESS COULD NOT GET ANY WORSE WHEN I AM SHAMELESSLY ADVERTISING:
http://blackbolt52003.deviantart.com/art/Anti-You-meme-95822049 <-- that's where I posted linkage to, so you probably came from there or something. LOL

I could've done the meme on Deviant Art, but seeing as I HAVE NO TABLET I can't. The Naruto meme I did was a fluke--it doesn't count. *dies*

Featuring the character I submitted to Kikikun's contest: Landon Weller, half Irish, illegitimate child, and the bastard you always wish you never met! LOL

Click on the images! You know you want to see. They're all pencil sketches! Lovely, yeeees...

WARNING: Landon Weller hates people and his manners need work...especially when he's young...!

EDIT: I come back to see what I did when I I come back sane to see what I did when I was half delirious and I get this. Sorry, folks. Sorry, Landon. Actually, the dude's actually a pretty cool guy...but here I was, emphasizing his bad points...

Landon: Whatever. Is there anyone else who plays the stock markets for fun?

*crys* Only Landon Weller can have fun in ONLY the stock market...
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Shi-Tem-chan's
Anti-You meme
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1. Yo, wazzup, homie? Wait, you aren't Randy Jackson! Who are you and what have you done to my favorite American Idol judge!? D8<

2. Ooooooh, yeah! I know you! Wait, I lied. No, I don't. :P So, how did you stumble across Anti-You in the first place?

Landon, shut up! D8> I didn't raise you that way...! On the other hand, Landon, you raised yourself...rather badly. *gets kicked*

I'm one of the many happy watchers on Deviant Art. >__< I'm a stalkeeerrrr....lol. Found her when I was in the SakuraxEveryoneFromNarutoWorld craze. Nyahahaha...

3. Well, that's nice! Tell me; did you enter kikikun's contest? If so, how did you do? If not, draw me what your character WOULD have been if you had. :D

He is evil (if not to you, then to me, because I can't draw adults without a sacrifice of my spine). DO NOT FALL LIKE I DID~~!!

Landon Weller is a 29-year-old, very gifted construction worker, who hates kids, hates his boss, and hates you. He owns a collie by the name of Abbey (if I remember correctly), and can't drink or smoke because he'll throw up and feel real sick. He has a superiority complex. I hate him already... ,___, ...and I"m the one who made him, lol.

The first decent picture of him...that ACTUALLY LOOKS like he's 29 years old!! The world must be ending already...

4. Cool. What's your favorite part of Anti-You?

The caption says it all. :3

Aww, c'mon, you know you love it too. Though the fact that they're acting like immature brats will probably never happen seeing as they're adults nearing the 30s... 0_0 ...can you really fall in love at that age? And still act like you're 6? XD

5. Me too~! Who's your favorite character? (This includes the new ones who have yet to appear.)

Ignore those lines near her head. THEY DON'T EXIST. >0<

HAHAHA, but you know she's gold. *loves her character*
(Hrm...I seem to be mispelling some words...first 'Americain', and now 'Definately'...lol)

6. That's nice. What do you think of my character Levi? 8D

Sorry, ShikamaruxTemari! I got to the meme pretty late, and by the time I reached there, everything in your gallery was gone... But I took a look at the other memes, and saw a drawing. Pretty cool and awesome looking with a lot better design. Better than my Landon here. *gets kicked*

7. I know what you mean. Well, we're done here! Bai bai! 8DD

Haha...

And so, Landon Weller never fails to disappoint.

Thanks for reading the meme!

Of, But The Moment I See Before My Eyes and Thine

2008-08-12T18:58:55Z

Perhaps it is just me.

The swirls of the uncertainty in the pools that reflect my heart, my current state of mind, my mentality. They swish unprofusely, without my wanting, without warning.

Without wear or tear, they ruin my heart, make me for something that I am truly not.

It is a despicable thing, this fear.

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They haunt me.

Maybe it is just something I have done in a past life, or maybe it is something I have done in this life...just something I am unaware of.

Perhaps it has hurt many people, people of many ages and sizes, or maybe just a person or two.

Perhaps their meager existances do no more than support my own, or mayhap, mine own is a speck of dust when elightened into their favour.

Such a mortal life I lead, a life full of chaos and uncertainty.

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What makes me, what breaks me, what marks me as bold or as cruel.

Is is a sigh of wanting, or a sigh of naught.

I know of nothing I can do, or what else I can say. For, before me, lies the corpse of the one I once held dear to my heart, the one I let into me, opened up to me, the one who poured all her stories into mine.

I became her--the essence of the meaning means little to the fact that she no longer is. She used to be, was, and will forever be...but that latter is only in memory, not of something I can recall off the top of my head. It burns into my mind as easily as heated iron onto skin, but I forget easily if I don't see it.

Mayhap that is just the way I am, the way I was born, and perhaps the way I will be when I die a gruesome death, or maybe on my deathbed, for a longer while.

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Like steam, my heart drifts to many things.

Fire, it burns out itself when left alone, when it runs out of things that feed it. Its passion is dissolved when forced to plunge headlong into water, cold, and complete opposite from what it is in being.

I am nothing that can be called or remarked as 'special'. My heart floats for too many to be called that. I use trickery, but my heart does more so, for I can scarcely recall a time when I have not had many doors leading to my heart, but never out of it.

It is like a lock has been placed there. I see no justice, and nothing that I don't want to see can find me.

I catch glimpses from time to time, but perhaps that is just me.

Heavens knows that the noises are loud around me, the screams and the wails, and the harsh shushing noises.

The library is quite loud.

Here, my soul is aggravated, and maybe even more so.

I long for the times when I can hear nothing but the members of my kin.

For a family is enough. Strangers I have no need of. The tantrums need not bother me when I am at that abode, a place to rest my soul, to ensure my sanity, to quell my anger, to test my anxiety for it all to end and be silenced.

I wish for that boy who is crying tears and throwing a trantrum of sorts to be thrown out, and stripped of his mother and family. I hear his mother and others calm him down, scold him, talking to him and the other child that has been drawn into this.

A library is scarcely peaceful nowadays, I must say.

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My life can be drawn by a thin line, and as is my temper.

I get angry nowadays because of far too stupid things. Far too trivial.

I should not care about that ignorant child's tears, how he profusely refuses to stop crying in the face of manners, and being in public. I am annoyed, and frankly, wish for his quick death.

But I should not wish so, for he is just a child.

But his tears quickly grow fake to my ears, because he just wants something he can never have. His mother tells him no, but he refuses to accept, and even resorts to throwing books, and hitting the shelves.

I have amazement at his mother's harsh tone, and how she quickly soothes the probably without resorting to anything drastic, like I would've.

Methinks I would learn a lot more from a mother I see, than the mother I have.

Because perhaps it is this: I cannot accept myself and think of my mother as a mother. She is a being in my life that I love, perhaps with all my heart, but cannot help but disobey. I love to make her laugh, because her reactions are bliss and I am quite comfortable with this.

This entry draws to my mother, and perhaps other mothers.

I wonder when my sister will be getting back. It's getting quite tiring to keep on typing.

It is 2:35 PM.

I am at a library.

It is noisy, and I have a stack of a pile of books beside me as I type, for my sister has put them here and nowhere else. Be as it may...she is a kindred soul, but manipulative and torturous to me. But she is irreplacable, and I daresay, I should very well miss her if she be gone.

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The cold air drifts into my skin faster than anyone else.

Whether that be a blessing or a curse, I never shall know.

I am very uncomfortable with my inability to adapt, and shan't proceed to indulge in it any further.

What shall I type up? I don't know what to. I am quite bored, to be honest, and don't know what to do anymore.

Typing makes the past time easier to bear, makes the time fly faster.

I have recently finished typing up a chapter for a story that is not of my own. It is a story using other characters. The plot and the way I write them is all mine, but the characters are not. Their very essence belongs to their original creator, but I enjoy writing them.

I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.

But right now, I'm still in school. Writing fanfiction for the Naruto fandom.

That word sounds so out of place here. 'fan'fiction, and 'fan'dom. Whatever should I do? This entry sounds so serious with the words I type, the way I type them, and however I type them.

But it is lovely, nevertheless, as I use words and phrases I would not in conversations with many persons, acquantinces or friends. I know I have spelt the world acquantence wrong; however you spell it, I care not. Because this entry will be looked back upon in time.

And I daresay, I might enjoy looking back, or I might not. I might get inspired, or I might drift off to another thing in mind. But I don't care.

It's lovely how fast I can type.

I type faster than I can think. Writing is just too much of a hassle--so much goes out of your brain before it gets on paper, and you worry about how much paper and lead of the pencil you have left.

I use mechanically pencils. And I like a specific one(s). My mother used to work at as an accountant. She got a new job, though, same pay, but with more experiences as a mere 'accountant'. Her boss is easier to understand, and she comes home fifteen to half-an-hour earlier.

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When I grow up, I don't know what I want to be.

I like humour.

LOL THIS IS SO RANDOM.

blackbolt52003 @ 2008-08-06T15:02:00

2008-08-06T19:03:13Z

I could've gotten further. But then I got tired of wandering around. XD

I died on Starbase Poptartodoom

I was killed in a white-walled control room by Elven Poet the plasma cloud, whilst carrying...

Seiberwing's commbadge, an THE--IVORYTOWER-130 phaser, Azrael2002's commbadge, a NAAMAH-5800 supercomputer, a LEELAK forcefield generator, a Jazzchykian raygun, a slashseekerlithium crystal, Wolftap's commbadge, an oasispinkpenglithium crystal, a The-Starhorse screwdriver, Sugandya's commbadge, the Log of the USS Flybystardancer, a Jazzontheprowl screwdriver, Doom Magic's commbadge, a Beckyh2112ian raygun, a CONVEN-5400 supercomputer, a Horsetechie screwdriver, a JUJU-HUGS-30 plasma rifle, Dragoness E's commbadge, Mommimus Prime's commbadge, a Tirya56 screwdriver, a PRINCE forcefield generator, an AERIALBOTS-10 phaser, a Ratchet model hazmat suit, an FROSTYMOOK-60 phaser, Stormr D's commbadge, a Perfectdivinityian artefact, an ORGUSS-9200 supercomputer, a WHITED forcefield generator, the Log of the USS Thebasi, an AQUAHAUTE-20 plasma rifle, the Log of the USS Eramundo and 230 galacticredits.

Score: 597

Explore Starbase Poptartodoom and try to beat this score,
or enter your username to generate and explore your own space adventure...

Just Desserts: An Entry For the Apron!Bri contest

2008-05-24T22:04:57Z

WARNING: I have had no luck when it came to learning about the character's data, so I have absolutely no knowledge about the world of Olympus aside from what I have learned and (hopefully) remembered from Appleseed and Appleseed Ex Machina.

DISCLAIMER: I'm pretty sure this little oneshot is REALLY WEIRD. Oh well; I own nothing, only my really sorry brain and really limited vocabulary (does not read nonfiction and does not like learning new words). The story is random (that belongs to me, I guess), so if it's way too out of it for a one-shot, I apologize beforehand.

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Just Desserts
By: Blackbolt52003

Briareos goes for maintenance check, and ends up making a cake, wearing an apron that he normally would not get caught dead in and a laughing Deunan. How did this happen? Let's begin.

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When Briareos had been pulled out out a mission for what other would call 'maintenance', he was not very happy.

His teammates rolled their eyes and cracked jokes, but they weren't the ones getting the maintenance. They weren't the ones who were going to wake up angry and sore because he had missed out on helping his team. They were not going to feel shameful for being safe and sound while the rest of their unit risked their lives.

Lance was not happy, but he knew that when it came to E.S.W.A.T., there were just things you had to sacrifice. He let Briareos go, but he did so grudgingly.

Deunan was not happy, because Briareos going for maintenance meant that something bad could happen to him. That, and the fact that Lance's decisions were direct orders: she would either be 1) partnered with a less competent partner for the while Briareos was in maintenance, and a) go on a dangerous mission OR b) go on a less dangerous one. Or, when it came to 2), Deunan would have to sit out the missions altogether until Briareos was back.

But it was necessary for a check almost every week, especially with the kinds of things E.S.W.A.T. did.

Check on the lower limbs, the upper body functions, the functions of all the little 'accessories' of his body, his 'face'...

It was downright embarrassing, Briareos thought, to have someone remind him it was time for a maintenance check. And usually, whoever it was usually said it loudly, as though a cyborg couldn't really hear.

Reminding Briareos about his maintenance checks made him feel less like the human he used to be--well, not like he was a human now anyway. A cyborg. But more and more often, it felt like he was more of a machine.

"What are you doing?" Deunan hit him lightly on the upperarm, "You have a maintenance check to go to."

"Don't remind me." Briareos grumbled, and Deunan sighed.

"Briareos, just go. Don't worry," She grinned like a devil at him, punching him in the chest so that he looked at her especially and not elsewhere. "I'll still be together by the time you get back. Remember, you're my partner. I'm not going anywhere without you."

Briareos stared at her for a while, before turning and walking away.

Deunan sighed, shaking her head before sighing through her nose. "Men," She murmured, a smile on her lips.

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"So what's going on?" Dennis, a fellow ESWAT member asked, still new. He was the replacement for Sebastian, and Deunan knew that Briareos had had a hard time adjusting to the death of a good friend. But still, the newbie was full of surprises and even Briareos agreed sometimes that the man had his uses--especially with his optimism, even if that DID spell B-E-G-I-N-N-E-R in capitals. "Where's Briareos going to?"

"Maintenance check." Deunan said, with a sigh. "And that's why I'm stuck with you on guard duty."

"I apologize," Dennis put up his hands for some reason. "However, why does he go for maintenance? He's quite the qualified fellow--well over my abilities."

"Briareos...has had a history..." Deunan tried to think of the words. "...with his body. If he doesn't go for maintenance checks, something could blow a fuse...or something, I guess." She shrugged, checking the ammo on her gun and adjusted its weight on her hands. "When it comes to machines, I'm sorry, but you'll have to go to someone else."

"..." Dennis looked out at the sky. "It's such a pity. A good day, birds chirping--"

"Fake birds," Deunan reminded him dully.

"Yes--, well, right, fake birds," He nodded like a bobbing head toy, which made him look like an idiot. "But it's such a pity."

"What's a pity?" Deunan instantly got on the defensive side, but he put up his hands once more to show that he meant no harm.

"That..." He grinned, like a child and Deunan instantly wondered how this man had gotten past Lance. Dennis swallowed, before continuing, "That maybe we should have a surprise...gift for Briareos. I mean, it's only fair that I give something to my upperclassman in terms of the E.S.W.A.T."

Deunan shifted the gun and poked him with the point. "Alright, what is it you've got planned? I don't like your eyes, you know."

"Briareos will probably say that when he finds out what I've got for him." Dennis smiled. Deunan rolled her eyes.

"Out with it!" She poked him again with her gunpoint.

"Lance mentioned...ah, that uh...actually, I was thinking of skipping the missions." Dennis said obediently, with the grin of a demon on his face. "The office hasn't had much of a laugh the past few days, I've noticed." And he told her his idea.

When Deunan raised her eyebrow, she couldn't help but grin. Immediately, she went to borrow a phone (hers was back in the locker rooms because Lance didn't allow them on duty), and she called Briareos's doctor.

"Hello?" She asked, in such a professional voice that differed from her usual normal attitude, that it made even Lance (who was currently in the office, watching her with a careful eye) fall back shocked. "This is Deunan Knute calling. I'm from E.S.W.A.T., M'am. My partner is Briareos Hecatonchires, and he should currently be in a maintenance check with the doctor...? Yes, that's him. Could I ask of you to give him a message when he's out? Yes? Ah, you have my thanks, M'am."

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Briareos felt god damned awful--his joints hurt something bad. They'd probably get better tomorrow (at least, he'd hope), but they still hurt.

And the bill wasn't helping.

"Ugh," He was hurting just to look at the price as the secretary looked expectantly at him. "Charge it to my account." She nodded, before typing furiously into the system.

"Your next appointment is on the Tuesday of next week. What time would you like, sir?"

"Preferably never." Briareos grumbled to himself, but clearer, he said, "Around the time I had today would be fine."

When he was sure that she was not going to remind him of anything else...painful...for the next week, Briareos grabbed his jacket from the hook and was about to leave through the automatic sliding door when the secretary called out, "Wait, Mr. Hecatonchires! I have a message for you. It was from a phone call."

"A message?"

"Your partner," She looked down at a data organizer, and scrolled down. "Ms. Deunan Knute of the E.S.W.A.T.'s unit--"

"Deunan?" Almost immediately, Briareos was at the desk. "What happened to her? Is she--"

"Sir, she just told me to give you a message." The secretary said, with as much professionalism as she could muster, before smiling. "It's nothing to worry about. She just told me to let you know that the mission is starting earlier than expected and that you should meet with her near..."

When Briareos heard where Deunan wanted him to meet, he was flat out confused. "Why on earth would it be in Hitomi's office?"

"I'm sorry, sir, but that's all she told me. Perhaps she can explain when you find her."

And she's got a hell of an explanation to give me, Briareos thought as he strode out of the office and down the stairs to the elevator. "Now why is it that I've got a bad feeling about this..."

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The instant Briareos entered the building, he was greeted with the sight of a stuck-up boy he recognized from E.S.W.A.T. files, or at least, he recognized the marking on the boy's neck. POSEIDON SECTION B PROTOTYPE 2 NO. 10394.

He was one of Poseidon's many...err...bioroid children. Bioroids weren't only limited to Olympus. Other countries had been gaining the idea that manufacturing clones wasn't such a bad idea to aid mankind.

"What on earth are you wearing, my good man?" The boy looked horrified to see him, and instantly thrust something at him. "That certainly won't do! Wear this!"

Briareos took one look at it and did a face fault--as if anyone could see. "Uh..."

"Wear it." The boy stressed. "Ms. Deunan Knute gave me her word that you'd wear it. I can't believe the partner she so trusted wouldn't do as she had believed. Well, I'm sure Ms. Knute will have other thoughts." He sighed, before standing up and smoothing out his shirt and pants.

If Briareos had eyes, they would have twitched. Who did this boy think he was?!

As if to answer his unspoken question, the boy said solemnly, "I am one of Poseidon's bioroid prototypes, as I'm sure you very well know. However, I am to be one of the heirs working to better aid the mother company, so I am quite new to this entire operation. And as it is, I was born and raised to become an heir. I have never had the time to...rather, enjoy life's simplistic gifts that bioroids in Olympus have as children. I put in a request for a mission that I may be able to experience and enjoy these experiences myself, if only once."

"...and what do I have to do with this?"

"Why, my good man," The boy raised an eyebrow, as though amused at Briareos's growing annoyance. "You accepted this mission, have you not? You came here, and I was told that you would be able to aid me. Please, don't tell me that E.S.W.A.T. is so pathetic as to hire someone who can't even do such a simple thing."

"Where's Deunan?" Briareos asked bluntly, ignoring the insult.

The boy pointed to the elevator, and spoke. "She is on the top floor, but I suggest you wear what I gave you. The elevators stop at random intervals because of the renovations."

"And what's your name?"

The boy smiled as though he was death itself. Grim and proper. "I have no name, but if it will make you feel better, call me Squirrel."

Briareos just stared as 'Squirrel' walked off to the elevator, his posture high and perfect. "...Squi...Squirrel?"

"But of course," Squirrel replied. "The President of Poseidon gave me that name himself. He was, after all, naming almost everyone in my class--but still, that is a lot of bioroids for a human to name, so most of the well thought out names were already taken."

"But...Squirrel." Briareos repeated, as though he hadn't heard it properly, getting in the elevator beside Squirrel. "Why that?"

"It's surely better than Pickle." Squirrel sniffed.

And Briareos had to agree. And he wondered what the hell Deunan Knute was up to.

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The first floor...

...was filled with flour on tile floors.

Briareos stared. "What...is this?"

"But of course." Squirrel pointed at the old clothes he was wearing. "Why else would I be sporting such demeaning garments?"

Briareos could say nothing. Finally, he made out weakly, "...I can't cook."

"Well, I don't either, nor do I know how to bake a cake and make other pastries that involve the expertise." Squirrel interjected. "So that is why you are with me today." Staring at the long table with chefs of all sizes and cultures standing before them, Briareos couldn't believe how he was dragged into this, and barely heard Squirrel's voice. "The first floor is teaching how to roll dough. Come on, my good man, wear what I gave you."

"I am not wearing an apron." Briareos said, feeling stupid as all eyes turned to him.

"It's not like you have a choice in the matter," Squirrel looked at him crossly. "That was the only thing I could find in such short notice before I am sent off to finishing school."

"I'm not wearing it." He repeated.

"Do you really want flour all over your body when you're a machine--wait, sorry, a cyborg?"

A few minutes later, Squirrel accidentally dropped a huge bowl of dough on top of Briareos after tripping (Briareos could see why Squirrel was a prototype--he was chock filled with mistakes and had a horrible time balancing when carrying foreign objects) on a ruined piece of dough that had hardened on the tile flooring.

Briareos still refused to don the apron.

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The second floor involved rolling out the dough and placing it in aluminum pans and inserting ingredients.

"We're making pies?" Briareos looked as appalled as a cyborg could look.

"Raspberry pies." Squirrel said absentmindedly, as a chef showed him how to pour the raspberries in. "Be careful you don't get the juice on you, now, my good man."

Just then, a chef happened to trip and knock into Squirrel, who happened to just be getting a bowl of raspberry juice (Why he did that, Briareos did not and would never know). And guess where the raspberry juice fell?

That's right.

And when Squirrel tried to help clean it, Briareos had water, blasted water inside him. Sure, his body was waterproof and all, but Squirrel just HAD to force it in directly with a towel, scrubbing harder than necessary.

"Just wear the apron, my good man!" Squirrel kept on insisting. "You don't even have to tie it up at the back!"

"No." Was Briareos's firm reply, even after the third, fourth and fifth floor, when he got buried in whipped cream, had juice spilled on his head, and where he was desperately wishing for another apron when Squirrel tripped once again and dropped a CAKE on his head.

"Sorry!" Squirrel looked miserably upset, so Briareos couldn't think of anything to do about that, except sigh so that the boy's feelings wouldn't be hurt. For a bioroid prototype the boy was extremely filled with the emotions of a kid--excluding anger.

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By the time they both reached the top floor, Squirrel had become the son of a baker, while Briareos had gained several paintjobs involving vairous fruits, incredients and completely hard to get out creams and liquids.

"Pleeaaase, good sir, wear the apron!" Squirrel begged.

"No," Briareos grumbled, as a headache began to form and he looked down upset at his body. "Damn it, Deunan Knute, what is your explanation?" Then, Squirrel somehow persuaded him to hold their (finally) accomplished (miserablely) cake. It wasn't that hard. Because if Squirrel dropped it, they would have to probably make another one...and there was no way Briareos was going back down there.

Then the unexpected occurred. The elevator doors opened and Briraeos...err...dropped the cake.

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Just then, the door opened and Deunan stepped out, waving. "Hey, how are you doing, Briareos?" She put a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing, but that was in vain.

Apparently, Squirrel (the delicate thing--Briareos would have snorted loudly had he heard that--the bioroid was more 'accident prone') had put up such a fuss that Briareos HAD to wear the apron...or attract more attention than he needed.

As if the apron wasn't attention enough.

Briareos scowled at her, "No thanks to you, Deunan." He was beyond miffed. Because at that moment, he was wearing a rather elegant silk apron, complete with trims and frills that used to belong to the 19th century. "Where'd he get this? The museum?!"

"Nah, I got Hitomi to order it from Victoria's Secret." Deunan shrugged nonchalantly. "It's so expensive."

"Wha-?!" If Briareos had a mouth, he would have choked on his own disbelief and saliva. "V...Victoria's...!"

"And by the way, my good sir." Squirrel grinned in a very boyish way, dusting away the flour on his shirt and pants. "I'm actually a human named Mark. I'm Dennis's little brother. You heard of him?"

Briareos just stood there, stunned beyond belief.

"Pictures?" Squirrel asked.

Deunan brought out a data organizer from her pocket. And there was Briareos, in every angle possible...

...wearing an apron.

"I don't love you." Briareos would have scowled if he could. Deunan poked him.

"Love you too." Deunan smiled, before Briareos sensed something wrong as she frowned. "Though you might not say that when the office gets all the pictures. I sent them to Lance, too."

Silence.

Outside, many things could be heard, but the main thing shook the entire foundation of the building to the core.

"YOU WHAT?!"

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Appleseed

2008-05-19T13:49:29Z

EDIT: Because I'm Google Challenged and lazy (not a good combo, I tell you), I'm far too lazy to edit anything. That's why if you see mistakes, laugh, pretend they're not there, and just accept the gist of them all. Thanks everyone! :D And if you think it's long NOW, wait till you get to the LJ CUT. Yup.

So I just finished watching the 2004 Appleseed movie a couple of days ago and was all like, "FOR REALZ, I MISSED OUT ON THIS?!" SERIOUSLY, WTF, HOW COULD I MISS OUT ON SOMETHING SO GREAT.

Now, first things first.

I, am utterly and completely NOT a romance fan. I dig action, fight scenes, death scenes and really good character fleshing instead of all that "I love you" crap junk. I HATE the mere thought of it, because it's always, "I love you" and "I love you too". It has no REASON FOR EXISTING.

When I first heard about it (actually, saw it in Newtype USA or something), I was all like, "OHOHOOHOHO, teh love between human and machine?! Bleh, bet it's boring." But when I saw it, I was completely hooked. At the moment I am completely and utterly and ABSOLUTELY hooked on the fandom. BRIAREOSxDEUNAN FOREVA!

When I found out about the sequel, Appleseed Ex Machina, I HUNTED down the webs for it. And booooy, was I NOT upset! The DRAMA! Not really, but I found myself getting anxious and upset and scared whenever Briareos got, uh, 'taken over'. I didn't really like Tereus, but I found that the way Briareos used to look like was HOT. And I fell in love with the characters.

I really loved, loved, LOVED BriareosxDeunan, but the BriareosxDeunanxTereus little love triangle in that was kinda cute. But of course I had to squint to really see it...until the part around where Tereus had his arm injured and Deunan was going to do some thingamabobby to his arm (the back, I think) and then... WHAM! Hit me like a fangirl in the gut.

I BECAME ONE OF THEM.

Now I am utterly and hopeless trying to find fanart and fanfiction and doujinshi (if I'm REAAAALLLY lucky). I can't chance drawing the characters for the fear that I'll ruin them. I don't want to kill off my joy and utter fawning over the series! I WANT THERE TO BE MORE APPLESEED, YO!

By the way, I checked out the Appleseed OVA (dubbed, like the other two Appleseed movies I watched) and was all like, "OH MY F*CKING GOD, WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO MY HOT AND SEXY BRIAREOS?! HIS VOICE IS...OF AN OLD MAN! DOES THAT MEAN DEUNAN'S LIKE, AROUND 39 OR SOMETHING?!?!?!?!"

And then probably, we'll have Deunan screaming, "EXCUSE ME?! I'M NOT THAT OLD!" Before she adds, "AND BRIAREOS IS MINE!" Psshaw, like THAT'D ever happen. Ah well, the jealousy fits always come later to your own ego, LOL. But Deunan IS NOT LIKE THAT SO I LOVE HER THAT WAY, FTW.

Briareos is an AWESOME character, the way the problem is that he has to live without being able to 'be' completely human. Sure, he and Deunan can hug and all, and maybe she can kiss him, but he can't, that's the problem. There is also the problem of not being able to really show his love (aka the special thing that all characters do when they really love each other --SEX). Not that I'm a sex addict, but I'm amazed at how Briareos is still dealing with this cyborg body without going crazy

Not really, but I find it really sad they're unable to do that (not that they need a baby to take care of so quickly). How would YOU feel if you were unable to feel and do that with the one you most loved?

Really sad.

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Now, the above was done yesterday (YES, damn it, it means I finished watching it yesterday, which means my obsession is lingering and becoming destroyed by time--NOOOOOOO-!), because it was either go to bed early, or be able to do this today. It took a lot of will power, but yeah.

I will now proceed to review the movies in my opinion (do not expect formality, my personality is just like a kid's). Or is this just a play by play account by me? ^^; Oh well.

DISCLAIMER: What happens that I write out below might not actually be what happened. It's just stuff I replaced from my memory. And I watched it all in dubbed, so sue me. OR BLAME THE INTERNET. 8D

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Appleseed
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The first thing we see is a little fight scene, which I grandly enjoyed. We get the gist and idea that someone's attacking this team of humans or something (or are they attacking themselves). It was a little confusing--well, it WOULD be, if you didn't know the basics. I searched on wikipedia and found out what Deunan looked like in Appleseed, so, yeah.

I found it pretty cute how she looked so tomboyish and young. Before the team went and 'saved' her, I THINK it was then that Hitomi asked whether or not Deunan knew about Briareos's new body. 'Cos, apparently, we find out later in a flashback that Briareos went on patrol (and made Deunan stay behind) and then he never came back. Sad. (Just so you know, this review ain't going anywhere in chronological order. I'm just remembering off the top of my head, yah.)

When a tranquillizer dart got shot into her--after, I guess. Briareos confirmed the fact that it was her. I love the fact that Hitomi (only found out her name later when she introduced herself, tho) bent down and said that she was pretty. Because the woman PRETTY MUCH DAMN WAS.

For the record, Deunan (if my memory serves me correctly) wore like these army boots, camouflage pants and a tank top, which I must say looked good on her.

Anyway, when she woke up, she took Hitomi hostage (because she though she had been kidnapped), but then Briareos came into the and told her to stop it--that was when she found out about Briareos and his, ah, 'new body'.

Then we get dragged on to where Deunan gets her room, where we see Hitomi, Deunan and Briareos in a discussion. From what we can tell, it seems as though Deunan has just found out completely about what happened to Briareos (or something). Hitomi leaves and then Briareos places a gun on the table. (Which reveals to have been belonging to Deunan's father). When Deunan starts to ask questions (or SOMETHING, i dunno, I only watched this LAST WEEK and have watched OTHER stuff YA KNOW) he says, "I'll be in the other room if you need me.)(Hitomi mentions immigration papers or something I think) (I forget stuff, don't kill me, now), and Hitomi mentions (my mind is messed up, I forget what happened and when) before she leaves, I guess, that "It must have been ages since you last slept on a warm bed."

Then we leave Deunan who just CAN'T seem to sleep on a bed and ends up sleeping on the floor, her hands clutching the gun. And then in the other room, Briareos just SITS there, his, uhm, optic lenses just flashing and stuff. Maybe he's thinking about the past? ^^; Dunno.

Anyway, next day, Deunan wakes up - "Briareos? Briareos?" ( I think), before Hitomi comes out on a Monitor and says that her immigration papers have been done. We see that Deunan comes out, dressed in, uh, WOWZA clothing and then Hitomi brings in into her sweet ride of a car (OH YEAH) and starts to explain technology to a curious Deunan as well as us.

Then Deunan states that they're being followed, and 'helps' Hitomi do her first extreme driving test. They get stopped by these really weird and scantily clad cyborg women (ew), who have these wires that are able to SPLIT A CAR. (Are we still in the ninja era or something??) Deunan said if she had to guess, they were after her. So, she does a really cool back flip out of the car and starts hand-to-hand fighting.

She wins against one of them, but the other KICKS HER ASS. So then wut happens? WE HAVE BRIAREOS COMIN' IN TA SAVE HER! OH MOTHER, YES!

The scene ends off with Deunan staring up in wonder at Briareos.

"...Briareos?"

AND YEAH, my memory grows fuzzy. D< STFU, not like I want it to be, anyway.

In all aspects, I LOVED the way Briareos looked like in Appleseed. (drools) MACHINE~! The border between Machine and Human is VERY WELL SHOWN. Can Deunan love him? I LOVED HIS MACHINE BODY. IT PWNS ROCKAGE TO THE CORE.

Quote: "She starts off with a knife and ends up with a gun and we have 16 men down. That's one hell of a rookie you've brought me." Which brings us the flashback of Deunan training hard under 'father', and Briareos asking whether or not he has a heart for his own daughter, "Let her rest!" And yeah, concern, concern, goes into LUV which I apparently am fond of in equations of human and machine paired up together. Hahahaha, NO, I'M NOT DRUNK, MA 8D

Quote: "STOP ANSWERING LIKE A DAMN MACHINE!" She's hurt, he gets hurt even MORE by that shout of upset, and in the end, none of them are happy.

So then because Hitomi got into D-Tank because she didn't go for a check-up placement thingie yadda yadda yadda, Deunan goes out with a team to the old abandoned laboratory to recovery Dr. Gillian's research data (Athena had a disk) on Bioroid reproductive functions. Before they exit the flying helicopter ship, Deunan starts to ask Briareos about how he, DID he, was he letting them go on purpose? But she cuts herself off, so we don't find out until later, but I'm telling you now, so SCORE.

And then they get into the lab, and Deunan inserts the disk (btw it's a secret mission--probably on a need-to-know-basis) and then they have a hologram of the whole room. WOW, backtrack to the past, I wonder WHO RECORDED THAT DISK. NO, I'm serious. I'm not being sarcastic. I'm being serious. I mean, who did it?

And then Dr. Gillian's like, destroying data and a younger Athena comes up (can't really tell a difference, XD), and then tells Dr. Gillian she has to get out of there quickly, before --

AHAHAHAHA, just read a naughty Briareos ficlet on livejournal. Cute, so cute. Bad, bad, Briareos. XD (screams like a fangirl, o well) YEAAAAH, HELL YAH. (http://poptartodoom.livejournal.com/57104.html?thread=719632#t719632)

Anyway, continue on, Dr. Gillian says she has to delete the data, and then Athena says she'll try to stall them, before runnning out of the room. Then, we hear a little voice, "...mommy...?" And then Deunan says something about, "It can't be..." And then they see a little blond girl rubbing her eyes and wondering into the room. She looked pretty cute, nauseatingly cute, but I loved her. CUUUUTE. And Dr. Gillian wasn't so bad to look at. (BTW, I'M A GIRL AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT MY SEXUALITY IS 8D SO RANDOM)

"I'm sorry, honey, did we wake you up?"

Briareos: "...Deunan?"

"Oh my god. ...it's...her..." Right then and there, her eyes get a zoom in and look real ugly with those light sources growing in her pupils. Just...eww. But, w/e. And then Deunan remembers (SHE was the little girl), and that Dr. Gillian (her mother) gave her a little pendant that contained all of mommy's important research data (no, I'm serious. Dr. Gillian DID say that to Little!Deunan) and that bad people want to use it to do bad things and that she should give it (when the time was right) to Athena.

"Okay, mommy."

And then we get our little lazy butts back over to the present where the hologram turns into the place where Dr. Gillian gets shoot, Deunan runs over 'tries to save her mother from a hologram shooting death' mode, "DON'T DO IT!" - as Little!Deunan murmurs out, "Mommy...?"

"NO, DEUNAN, GET OUT OF HERE!"

Yeah. Briareos comes off as a BIG INSENSITIVE JERK (to me, at least) and focuses more on what the hologram brought back for Deunan. Where did the data given to her by her mother go? Deunan opens up the bottom of her father's gun, and WOO, there it is.

Then the human military come in, Briareos is revealed to have been a 'traitor' - "You're...Briareos...that's not the truth...is it?" - Briareos looks away, and then Deunan is all hurt and angry, and PHSSHAW, YAH, COUPLE FIGHT! XD ~~<3

Anyway, it's revealed (because Briareos dragged Deunan to the roof to save her), that Briareos only did it because the Elders promised him that Deunan would be safe (awwww...), verbal match ensues between Deunan and that human dude that's quite the asshole, and then as Briareos and Deunan are plunging down into the sea, Deunan shoots a bullet right in the forehead. (serves that asshole right!)

After getting washed up on shore, we have Deunan frantically worried about Briareos, "Why are you trying to speak?! Stop trying to speak! - and then Briareos sayin, "God, I missed you," Because you know the part above where they both get hurt (aka the quote about answering like a damn machine?), Deunan says before she says that, "Why don't you say how nice it is to see me? Or whether or not you missed me or not? Or just a damn, welcome back?!" (or something). And then he goes offline and she cries herself to sleep (which is a little cliched, but I'll allow it just for them.)

Then that repair mechanic dude whose name I forget Yoshi something, right? (read a fanfic, it said Yoshitsune or something.) Anyway, he says that Briareos shut down just in time and that he might be able to save him, and then YAH.

Athena was AWESOME. Loved her voice and face. Just like a motherly figure. I especially like the fact that she hugged Deunan like a mother would and said, "Thank you, Deunan." It was...beautiful. I felt happy, y'know, but then there was this half an hour (or was it 10 min.?) left of the movie, so I was all like, "CRAP, they are NOT gonna probably most likely NEVER EVER make a happy ending until about near the last three minutes!" And just kept on watching.

Holy @#$#@)!! We find out the Elders are evil. Not that I mind. They creeped me out, seriously--SO OLD, YOU GUYS SHOULD BE DEAD, YAH. And it is revealed that they have altered Gaia's decisions by shutting it down and that they have these big machines set up to destroy D-Tank and release a virus that shall forever end mankind (right after they restored Bioroid reproductive functions).

So the rest of the movie (a span of HOW long? I forget) is spent stopping the big robots from destroying D-Tank (big robots = big spider thing robots). And then Hitomi comes out, gasping for life (or just gasping from recovery), and tells them to destroy number 7 and that the password is Hitomi. She apologizes to the Elders, but says that she can't allow mankind to die out yet.

And blah, blah, blah, Deunan and Briareos go out and there are casualties, uhm...what happens next, oh, yeah...

Deunan gets on the robot, manages to get the three 'whatevers' out before it wants the password, so she types in (btw, the robot is dead set on trying to kill her and Briareos, as well as the rest of the robots and the rest of the E.S.W.A.T. force) : H I T O

For some reason, the M can't be typed and then she slams the keyboard, and it says error, so she has to type the password again. (INSERT FRANTIC PRESSING OF THE M KEY ON THE KEYBOARD) and then Briareos falls, but Deunan catches him with her other arm.

"Let me go, Deunan!"

"NO! I won't lose you again!"

For a second I thought that Bri was going to make Deunan let him go, but he just....WOW, he actually... I respect that sorta guy.

ANYWAY, Deunan manages to type in M, I guess, because I remember her trying to type in an I, but she can't reach.

"Mother...help me...!" She strains, and then the I is typed FOR her (aka, she didn't even TOUCH it, but it appears). The password was entered, and blah blah blah blah blah turns out the Elders are dead, and well, yeah.

I forget what happened between Deunan and Briareos (but who the hell cares, not gonna watch it again, because I have a habit of skipping over the stuff I've watched already and that's no fun if you love a movie). If you love a movie, you'll watch it again when you forget so that it all comes back to you, happy like little frogs getting run over by a tank in the swamplands.

Or something random.

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Appleseed Ex Machina
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Let's start off with saying, HOW COME IT TAKES SO LONG TO FIND THIS?!?!?!?!

Uh, yeah, because that watch movies place DOES NOT HAVE A LINK (STPSODIFJPDSIFJ:OSDIFJPDSIFJPSD).

Crap. I just typed up the Appleseed review and now forgot about Appleseed Ex Machina.

Wait a moment while I read some fanfiction and appease this nonsense of fandom loving and BriareosxDeunan shipping. XD

Anyway, not going to go by play by play accounts here, going to try to do a proper review.

So I liked the graphics. Deunan looks more human here, but the one thing I don`t get is how Briareos is wearing, like, CLOTHES. Did he develop some sort of shame when in the first movie (wait, he WAS wearing clothes...or not? I forget). Oh well, now that I think about it, he's a cyborg, right? Not completely a machine, as Ex Machina stresses out.

Anyway, I didn't like Athena's new hairdo, 'cos it made her look younger, but I GUESS it was okay (I got...used to it. Grudgingly and against my will). Athena's assistant whose name I forget looks better than in the first movie (who is she trying to seduce? XD).

And Tereus. Let's not forget Tereus.

Briareos looked HAWT before getting that cyborg body. Not that he's not good looking as a cyborg. I love BOTH versions. (can't decide)

And y'know the other cyborg that Briareos was friends with? Sebastian or something? Well, guess WUT?! I think he comes from the Appleseed OVA (which sucks, because Athena looks like something between a cross-dresser who's trying too hard, a nut job and a drag queen; the clothings stink, Briareos has a 40-year-old man's voice in the OVA, and the colouring stinks as well as Deunan's weird hairdo. But it doesn't matter, because it was from the the 19somethings. So don't really care).

And I KNEW THAT CYBERNEXIS (OR WHATEVER THEY CALL IT) (Actually, I found out now. It's called a Connexus.) was the bad guy FROM THE TIME DEUNAN FOUND THE GUY FROM THE CONSTRUCTION SITE WHO GOT FIRED WAS KNOCKED UNCONSCIOUS AND THEY HAD OPENED THE VISOR. I mean, the guy had the FRICKIN' connexus ON! How could you NOT know?

Oh well. Loved the dynamic angles, Deunan looked weird to me in a dress (UGLY with that wig, and I felt SHAMED when she fell down at Hitomi's party), and Tereus was good looking. He should get a good girl.

Remember the end of the movie? BTW, this is from memory, not perfect, don't kill.

Quote: "Briareos gets her. He was her partner first. Me, I'll find my own girl."
And the other guy laughs, "Well, you could always MAKE one."

It's too bad that Briareos and Deunan didn't get to kiss, but at least they shared a good and beautiful hug that made me scream out in joy and have my sister down my throat. HAHAHAHAHA.

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I have an idea for a fanfiction where Briareos gets offered the chance to regain his human body, where Tereus falls in love (OC, ARRRGH! But who else will go with him? CERTAINLY not the nurse who tried to stop him from going after Briareos cos he was hurt (She seems too goody-goody) and HITOMI BELONGS WITH YOSHITSUNE. Well, because Yoshitsune deserves it, what a kind guy. I want Yoshitsune as a friend. LOL

Anyway, Appleseed and Appleseed Ex Machina, well...

I typed so much, because I want to be able to look back on this post and remember, and because I haven't really participated in livejournal, which is a good place for reading fanfiction, bless it all.

If you're still reading this, thanks for sticking around. :D

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The Most in Character They've Ever Been Before Shippuden Screwed Them Up

2008-03-06T23:40:28Z

-"What is existance? It is the pointless living in this world. What is the point? For me, to prove my own existance, I must destroy that of others. Only then can I truly feel alive..." --Sabaku no Gaara, 13

-"Everyday, I wake up and I ask myself, what is my reason for living? I dunno, but I'm going to become Hokage, and have people FRICKIN' acknowledge me...because that's just how I run. Ramen helps too." --Uzumaki Naruto, 13

-"Why am I still so weak? I should be stronger...stronger than ever. Is it because of my 'bond' with Naruto? If so, then I will break those bonds and leave it be. I have no attachments other than to my brother. Itachi...I will kill you."
--Uchiha Sasuke, 13

-"Maa, this is all too troublesome. All of you, go off in a corner and leave me alone. Jeez..."
--Nara Shikamaru

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I'm bored. And high. What's for life? 8D

Writer's Block: Go Get 'Em?

2008-03-06T23:36:59Z

Are you a go-getter or do you wait for things to happen to you?

View 500 Answers

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IT'S A RANT, YO. Because I'm high and because I can. 8D

And totally, completely and irresponsibly as well as plagiaristically (a MADE-UP adj form of plagiarism) this was ripped off LiveJournal, lol. :3

Okay, seriously.

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"Are you a go-getter or do you let things happen to you?"

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What the heck? Seriously, there is actually no reply to that. The term go-getter is pressed upon, assuming you jump at the chance for things to happen, however, there is actually no need for this term, as we are all go-getters, except that the chance for us to be 'go-getting' by our own will is not taken by us all the time. Only by certain principles of standards and the circumstances as well as the time we are in affect what happens.

For example, at 5:00 in the morning, would you be up and about for volleyball tryouts? NO, I say, NO! It is all about time, circumstance and what we choose to do, as well as our personality and how that strikes us different from others who are 'go-getting' or 'going with the flow.'

People grow up in different settings, as well as in different eras, or times, differing from traditional, modern or to self-created ways. These factors can influence many of the things we do, however, in the end, we are all FORCED to do it.

By our PARENTS, our FRIENDS, and LIFE. Yes, LIFE. Because LIFE is nothing but a no good essence on our part, pounding against us to live, live LIVE, when it's said that Life is nothing more than a waiting room for Death itself. Why do we hate life? While I may be seeming to be veering away from the actual topic of being a go-getter or not, our entire outlook on life affects many of the things we do.

By the courses of actions we take and the thoughts we register into our minds, as well as the way we were brought up and the things we were taught and that we shared, a lot of things can influence the actual moments that you become this 'go getter' self of yours.

Your mood, your personality, the people around you, your peers, your teachers, your parents, your relatives and even the people on the streets can make a difference between you being a go-getter one moment and a simple person who does or preforms or thinks about anything that just happens to come along.

Now in my opinion, there are good times and bad times to become go-getters and go with the flow people, because this is life. The unexpected can be expected to happen, as well as the most inconceivable things in our journey through being adolescents in this increasingly big world of modern technology, cliches, stereotypes and the etcetera..

Go Get 'Em?

Seriously, what kind of pep talk is that?

What do you mean by 'go and get'? Seriously, life is all like, WHAM! Hit you in the eye, don't move before I stab you repeatedly with unpredictable and unreasonable objects that will label your DESTINY.

Destiny? Fate?

HELLO, have I heard that before?

Dammit, Neji, get OUT, get OUT!

Our lives are decided by what we choose to do, and whether or not we choose to 'go get'? That's more than stupid, it's more than idiotic, it's LAME! The lamest thing to have crawled out of the lamest plothole of the lame, worm-filled lame universe!

You cannot 'BECOME' a go getter all your life. Circumstances and things that happen as well as current or future or past events may affect what your judgment brings to you at that point in life. And a question for all those still reading.

Can you go back and 'get' that moment? Once you make a decision, you just leave it at that. By choosing to 'go get' something, you're jumping into the inevitable, something you don't even know about that might lead you to having one foot in the grave, my good friend. But by choosing to go with the flow, you might miss unexpected opportunities to gain or receive knowledge and things that you might have not otherwise.

I want to rant a lot more.

But I'm an idiot, see, and still haven't done my homework.

So, I deliriously request that if you have read all this and your brain isn't spinning (if it is, READ IT AGAIN, WUSS (after all i TYPED it)), here's a conclusion.

You can't 'BE' a go getter, nor can you be someone who just let things happen to you. Because it's clinically impossible for that 'label' to be true all throughout your life and the aging process. You learn some, you win some, you lose some, you forget some, it's LIFE. You can 'be' them for a few moments, but that's only possible if it's already happened and you've already done it, so that you can fully say that you have done it and can look back upon it and label it as an action of a go getter or not.

Rants are fun. 8D I dare you to do one. Go on, I dare ya.

To end this off, let's all have the 8D face!

That's right!

8D

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8D

XD

XD

XD

8D

See the difference? Googely eyed 8D is so much fun, and that fun adds to the fact that this rant finishes off on a note that is entirely unrelated to the actual topic itself.

TEH NOTE OF PROCRASTINATION:

Have you milked YOUR cow today?

(totally ripped off my cousin)

*~MOO~*
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I ripped this off my posting on bebo, before ripping it off again to post on this. And for some reason, I can't use the LJ cut...?

My first Journal Entry

2006-09-21T12:10:16Z

This is my first journal entry here at Live Journal. Wow...

HI.

I used to be a lurker and now I'll probably NOT USE this account for what seems like forever until, yeah, something happens.

HAHAHAHAHAHA--no I'm serious.

Well, let's hope that life will give me...A BOOT TO THE HEAD.

(That was random, but w/e. That's probably how I am when I write fanfiction nowadays).

Did I mention I like to write fanfiction? :D