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Sunday, June 23, 2013

I Need To Get Back On Track

I MUST MUST MUST work on Infinite Sorrow today. I've been taking too long of a break with Brontide and The Master Demigod List. I need to return to Infinite Sorrow editing.

The Master Demigod List? U dun no wat dat iz?

Well, for Brontide, I randomly told Dawny or Mania (or someone to that affect) that I was going to put ALL the demigods I ever made ever on there and roleplay them.
Hahaha.
Well...
Turns out, from all the demigods I have ever created ever, the list is inching towards the 50 mark.
And that's only my male demigods.
That doesn't include all my female demigods, demigod siblings, monsters, and the humans I made on demigod sites.
That alone would make the list inch more towards, oh, the 70 or 80 mark.
So far, I'm roleplaying as close to 50 characters on Brontide. Plus, I'm making all their descriptions 2000+ words.
Yes, I've expanded the description goal. My goal is now to get all bios up to 5000 words.
Why do I do this to myself? Who would even read all that?
Well, I've had these characters (especially the demigods) for well around four years. I know them well enough that 2000 words is easy to write. They've all been so developed. It's not that I really have to force the 2000 words anymore, so I want to make things a bit more challenging.
Some of the newer characters will be hard to do, so I'll stick with the 2000 word goal. But for characters like Draco Psych (the first demigod I ever made), 2000 words is nothing.
Thanks to a sudden wave of nostalgia, I'm just going to put up a little blurb.

This is Draco Psych's first picture.


And this is his new one. I like it much better. 


Draco Psych is a son of Hecate and he was my first and only character to have CIPA. I later gave the same disease to Taikatalvi Tockspringe (Norcross).



This is Matthias Nytewraith.


And his new picture since I'm sticking solely with anime.


Yes, yes. I was obsessed with FFversusXIII even then. Shut up.
Matthias Nytewraith is a son of Hades. His father used him to his own devices as a sort of puppet. He was my first character to ever be born in the Underworld, my second character being Dragur Vicious.

So those were the first two demigods I ever made, way back in good old 2009/2010.


ROLEPLAY

I'm joining a Skyrim site. Yah, I know: weird. But I am weird, so you shouldn't be that surprised.
I'm actually quite excited for it. I get to do things I can't do in game. And I can make CHILDREN! Yay!

I'm also thinking of joining a site called Outcast. Potentially. It's going on my Potentials List. I'm just so swamped with stuff, I'm not sure I'll have time to roleplay there. So, we'll see.

I made a new character on Aisthesis. Meet Reo Kāpura!


"Reo" and "Kāpura" are maori words. "Reo" means "voice" and "kāpura" means "fire". He has the ability to change his voice into words of power. Skyrim inspired (obviously).

He also appears on the Skyrim rp site as Kopara T'rizen; the son of a Dunmer woman and Imperial man. He has a bastard noble son named Iratian Draconis.
More on this character later (maybe, I don't know.)

Mania will probably join Brontide along with Nighttie. I really hope so. More people need to join! I must go recruiting...


That's all for now minions. Catch ya later!


NOTE: So, I decided, "Screw it! I'm joining Outcast!" And I did. I made Hamza Urdu with Emery Nagasharoh's pic, edited out the demigod bits, and voila!

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Can I Be Strong?



Can I Be Strong?

Here it is. Can I Be Strong?: the story of Eriacu Notus St. Cerveaux.
I changed the title. Sorry it's so last minute.
It was a very hard story to write, and I wrote it from the bottom of my heart.
Love you Eriacu! I love you very, very much!


(Meant to post this long ago, but I'm putting it up now. It's been sitting in my drafts too long. Enjoy!)

Friday, June 21, 2013

One Shot Previews


Little Coffins
St. Cerveaux

He shuddered. Cold. Not the cold of the frosty winter air, but from the cold that was filling his heart.
He was numb. Hollow. His eyes stared into nothingness, not perceiving the hole in the ground, the people dressed in black that were gathered around him, the coffin that was being lowered into the ground.
The coffin…
Coffins shouldn’t be that small.



Can I Be Strong?
Eriacu St. Cerveaux


“Eriacu! Come here! Look!”
“What is it, Mama?”
Evelyn pulled her little son down into her lap. All around them were flowers, the most beautiful Eriacu had ever seen. Red roses, royal and gold hemerocallis, fiery pink bleeding hearts, dusty white and lilac orchids, the tender blue and pale pink of grape hyacinths: wonder and splendor as far as he could see.
“Look here, Eriacu,” Evelyn said gently, reaching out to the underside of a wide leaf.
Under it’s shade a fragile cacoon, shimmering like chrome, hung precariously.
“Mama, it’s moving,” Eriacu whispered when he saw the cacoon twitch.
“Yes it is.”
“Why is it moving, Mama?” Eriacu asked.
“Wait and see,” she replied.
They waited and watched while the cacoon writhed and shuddered. Then it broke apart. Slowly, two large, brown triangles emerged. Then a long body with a button sized head and four black legs.
Eriacu gasped. Evelyn took his hand and held it just in front of the little creature. It climbed onto his fingers and he giggled as it tickled him.
“It’s a butterfly,” she said, watching Eriacu’s eyes widen in delight. She pointed a little further off, at a butterfly that had just taken flight. It was followed by a second. Then a third. Soon there were quite a few of them flitting about the garden.
“It’s so delegate,” Eriacu said, looking at the butterfly on his hand.
“You mean delicate?”
“Yah, delicate,” he replied. “It could break.”
“It won’t.”
“Why not?”
“Butterflies are stronger than you think, Eriacu.”





Saving Hate
Ciel Norcross

Ciel was breathing. He could feel the air stream into his mouth, and presumably into his lungs, after passing through the cumbersome breathing apparatus attached to his face. He could hear the mechanical sound produced by it. He could feel his chest rise and fall gently with the expansion of his ribcage.
He was breathing. That was a good sign.
He reached up with his hand and touched his face. He could feel the soft, warm skin of his forehead, and then, as he trailed his fingers a little further down, he brushed against the cold metal of the mask. He sighed softly. A mechanical thrum resounded.
He was breathing. He was alive.
He opened his eyes, slowly. First, a small crack, then wider. Assaulted by color and shadow and light, he shut them again. Only to blink and try once more.
His vision spun. He saw darkness again. His heart pounded in his chest. He was in pain.
But he was alive. That was a good sign.
What he noticed next gave him reason for worry. Curled about him was the large, lithe body of a snowy leopard. It reclined in a somewhat laid back pose, its tail flicking near his right arm, its great head resting on its paws by the left arm. It glanced at him, from the corner of its feline, blue eye. It made no moves other than quick blinks every now and then, and the flicks of its tail.
“What do you want?”
The leopards never asked him for anything, yet he always wanted to know what they wanted from him. They were always around. They wanted something didn’t they?
“What do you want?” he asked again. His voice was hoarse and quiet. His throat was dry, and it scathed him when he spoke. It made him cough. It made his throat feel raw.
The leopard brushed his arm with its tail. Comforting him.
“Leave me alone,” he whispered.
The leopard merely blinked at him.
“Just leave me alone…” he was on the verge of begging. “Please.”




These are the previews for the three backstories I have been working on. The preview for Little Coffins might actually be showing up in another story as well. We shall see.
Again, Saving Hate is just the working title and will probably be changed in the near future.
These stories will appear in full on my characters' stories blog. The links will be provided upon completion.


NOTE: Yes, I edited the title and preview for Eriacu's story. It is now finished and shall be posted up soon. The preview is much more fitting since it actually SHOWS Eriacu.

Tweet Tweet

So, I got a twitter account yesterday. Rapid had one for Blood Red Ashes, and I was thinking "how cool is that". So now I got a twitter account. It's called ImaginaryOrder and will feature everything that has to do with my websites including updates, new members, new sites, upcoming events, ideas, and more.

It will be fun! I swear!


WRITING
I took With Light down from wattpad simply because it needs some major editing. I feel as if I'm making the vampires loveable.
What am I saying: I made them loveable. No feeling about it.
Now yes, characters are going to be liked, but I don't want vampires to be loved. I'm trying to show how horribly awful they are. At some parts in the story, they will have "likeable" moments. Perhaps there will be ONE loveable moment, but for the majority, everyone needs to not like them.
I can't control people, so obviously there will be some people that 'love' them. But if I start loving them too much, then we have a problem.
So, as I said: major editing.
Then I'll put it back up.
Still conflicted about adding werewolves. I'm leaning towards NO. I'll just save them for a werewolf book.

I finished Eriacu's story at about midnight. Twas much fun. It has an alternative ending as well since I haven't decided on which one I like better.


ROLEPLAY

Well, roleplay on Aisthesis has kicked back into gear again.
Michael Valentine is scheduled to die per Nighttie's request. I'm going to have Mania play him while we do the death scene, then she is going to make Michael's younger brother who will be the new Godfather. I'm also going to have someone rp Patrick (Nighttie's other character) and we'll have the Venantium kill him.
So, Eriacu's almsot done being patched up. Yay! Maybe now I'll be able to do stuff with him. FINALLY!
Moving on the plot with Angel and Lethe. Angel's gonna torture Franline later ): . I am excited about it yet sorry for the poor girl. I really like Franline. Meria always has such refreshing characters.
Sora and Cey managed to rescue Marius and Mirage. They took them to Demolisher's Park where the Nightingale can help them.
Oh yes! I found the PERFECT theme song for Angel Ravenscroft.
I'll Take You There by Sleeping With Sirens
Ultimate. Perfection.

Still waiting on Forgotten Feathers. Thankfully, I know some other sites Flare is on so I can pester her.

Brontide is going well. I'm hoping to go recruiting more members again. I really, really hope Karma joins. She seems a bit unsure, but I'd love her to join. She's such a great roleplayer. At the same time though, I don't want to necessarily steal Shady's members.
Speaking of which, it'd make me über happy if Shady would join one of my sites. Either Aisthesis, Brontide, or both. Train and Anarawd! ^^

Exciting things are going to happen on Blood Red Ashes. I'm so pumped!

New Secrete Academy. Well, things are looking up. I really need to make more characters. I think I'm just frustrated and bored cause I'm limited to one topic. I don't know. We'll see.

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Kittens, Ponies, and Movies... Oh My!

So guess what everybody! MOAR KITTENS!!!

Just on Sunday, I went to work and found out the cat at the farm had four adorable kittens.
Naturally, the first order of business was to sex them and give them names.
Naturally they all have Dragoney-Firey names!
I mean, NATURALLY!

I named a little orange kitten Zuko since he's a perfect mini me of his dad, Sparky Sparky Boom Man.
Yes that is his dad's name.
Then there's Danaerys who's rather cute and smoky gray and white.
Third one is white with ginger. My friend named her Saphira.

Here's a funny story.
On Saturday, my brother was playing Skyrim. I told him if we got a third cat, we were gonna name it Dovahkiin.
"Sure Niitari, whatever you say..."

So the fourth kitten is named Dovahkiin! Dovah for short, cause I'm 90% sure it's a girl, and Dovah sounds girlier. NOTE: Just found out from vets, she is definitely a girl.
Yes, I sing her the Skyrim theme song. No judging.
I swear I'm not a cat lady.
To wrap this story up, Dovahkiin and Saphirra were abandoned by their mother that same day. The mom, dad, and Zuko and Danaerys were nowhere to be found.
So Dovahkiin and Saphirra were taken to my friend's house where they were nursed and cared for. They will remain their indefinitely. We've had lots of fun with them.
So that has been my week and why I haven't managed to post much blog stuff. I've been swamped with kittens, horse back riding, barn fixing, and movie making.
Movie making?
My friend TheJazzPony (the one helping me with kittens and teaching me horseback riding and such) and I and a bunch of our friends are going to be making a movie which will then be put on youtube. So all ya stalkers can like, see what I look like and shiz.


I was perusing pictures in my camera and I found this adorable picture of Lucky, taken the same day he died. Isn't he cute :3


This is Saphira! She is white with flame point. The vets told us she will always have blue eyes. They are a vibrant sky blue (can't really be seen here). She's going to be beautiful when she grows up.


This is Dovahkiin, or Dovah for short. This shot was taken so you can compare her head to her body. LOOK AT THAT FLUFF!


This is how Dovah eats: faceplant, nom nom nom. So cute! She sits in the dish too when it's big enough.


Last picture of Dovah. Couldn't resist putting it up!
She's all wet from a face washing after her meal. Isn't she cute? :3


Ok, no more kittens I swear!

WRITING

I intend to start writing more Death Eaters. I am determined to finish it before November's NaNo starts. Let's see how I do.
I really can't wait to finish it. I've used Death Eaters in three different NaNos and I'm starting to get tired of always writing it. Hehe. I've been going back and re-reading and re-reading and I think I've got the inspiration again, so we'll see how much I can get done.
I am not doing the July NaNo camp. I'm going to be going to Iowa and Ohio for three weeks, so there's no point in starting Camp NaNo since I'll be gone and busy. November's NaNo... obviously I'm doing it. It will be challenging since I'll be going to three different schools -one of which is a college- but I am determined!
I'm not quite sure what I'll be doing for NaNo 2013. Possibly With Light or something new. 

So, after reading the stories Dawny and Star wrote for Tai, Loki, and Rialtzo, I decided to write a character backstory, and guess who I picked?
Ciel Everette Norcross.
D:
I've hit 6060 words and he's NOWHERE NEAR completion.
Who knew it could be so complicated. But then again, he has quite an extensive history. I'm thinking it'll be my first novelette (or novella, however you call it).
I did mention it earlier, so yes, this is the story with the working title "Saving Hate". I am really considering changing it. 
I may or may not (still struggling) consider writing a short story about the St. Cerveaux, working title called "Little Coffins". It will be a piece on what exactly happened to them that they are so haunted about.

ROLEPLAY

Aisthesis
It's going well. Nothing majorly major to report, I don't think. Everyone is working on their own mini-plots. I'm hoping to get more people in on the missing children plot.
Nighttie left. I'm sad. D: But I did start suspecting as much. I will now have to plan her characters' demises. 

Brontide
Dawny Star, Ivy, and Mania joined. Someone named Jaz popped in. I hope xe joins.
I really should begin advertising... and make more rp places. *sigh*

Infinite Sorrows
Nope. Nothing. Sorry D: I need to get working on it again, I know.

Race Horse Central
I made four more horses for Alhambra ( the sister of RHC). Witch's Remorse (witch), Hollow Balalaika (laika), Iron Stride of the Kings (ironstride), and Blanco Zangetsu (whitefang). That's about it.

Camp Half-Blood
Nothing at all. Where is Shady? o.o

Mercury Boarding School
Tia started advertising more, so we have new members. Yay! I need to start rping again.

New Secrete Academy
I need to stop making Luna and Firo so angst-y. >.> I'm actually considering leaving the site... idk.

Forgotten Feathers
Nothing.

The Walking Dead
I actually left this site. I may return someday, idk. I really wanna just stick with Brontide right now.

Blood Red Ashes
Rpaid returned and reopened the site. (she also joined Aisthesis, yay!) So I shall begin rping there again.

I haven't been rping a lot cause of how hectic this week has been. Hopefully we'll never have this boring of an update ever again!


That's all for now minions. Toodles.

Friday, June 14, 2013

Kittens!

I have two kittens now! Taco and Tinkerbell!

Here are pictures!

Taco (left) and Tinkerbell (right)
Crazy sisters!

Taco Glinda the Hobbit is a spastic little runt who loves string and people to climb on. She also has a fascination with boots.

Princess Tinkerbell Muffinsqushles Gandalf the Third is very persistent, prim, and proper. She's very calm and likes to act logically. She also enjoys sitting on people for extended periods of time in which they must pet her.

Taco and Tinkerbell after their nap.

Taco loves strings!

"Momma... why you wake me up from my beauty sleep?"

And so, Niitari/Dread/Helyen became a crazy cat lady.
The End

I swear I won't post up too many pictures of these guys. I swears. :3

Thursday, June 13, 2013

The Storm Comes

Brontide.

Pardon me as I bang my head repeatedly against a wall.

*sigh*

So, I made a new site. Betcha didn't see THAT coming! -.-
In my defense, it's not a very serious site. I really don't care if it lives or dies or anything.
It's about demigods in a zombie apocalypse. *cough* betcha didn't see that coming either -.- Oh, I am just soooo predictable.

It's called Brontide, and I am rather proud of it. Mixing zombies and demigods is a rather interesting concept, and very original. So pardon me while I pat myself on the back.
*pat pat*

So far I have... seesh... ten charcaters!
Lucjan Janaga (renamed Loki there), Anarawd Sygrove, Alistair Myxx, Dajaex Mirou, Dragur Viscous, Taikatalvi Tockspringe, Hamza Urdu, Marsala Greyjay, Terho Wakefield, and Nico Mortesoul.
Some new faces, some old ones. Arkadi Alkara and Shia Acre will also be debuting there shortly.
Dawny also joined with Loki Razarth (Tai's cousin xD), and Everyn Sildare.

"Ok, ok. So where did the inspiration from Brontide come from? Obviously after your little zombie rant, we can guess where the zombies came from, but why demigods?"

Well, I've been getting frustrated with Camp Half-Blood if you couldn't see. I mean, the demons, angels, shapeshifters, newbie rpers, and then Vinnie's Sesshomaru character really kind of pissed me off. Then of course the whole focus on demigod "camp" and "campers" was annoying. I mean really? Is that all people can think of these days?

So I made my own demigod site. I didn't want to have two separate sites (one for zombies, one for demigods), so I combined them. It worked out pretty well if I do say so myself. Hopefully some more people will join. Star is making characters as I speak.

But there you have it: Brontide. It's kind of one of my own "meh" rps, where I don't care if it lives or dies or what. I mean, I do care that people stick to the rules and rp the advanced way, but otherwise, I'm not going to go overboard on the thing like I am Infinite Sorrow or Aisthesis.

Speaking of which, more Infinite Sorrow stuff coming up soon! I am still updating, updating, updating! Whoargh! I really don't know when the thing will be finished. Sometime in July I reckon.

That's all for now, minions.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Lucky Memorial Service

From the start, Lucky was really slow. He seemed to have trouble catching on and moving his butt. We thought it might be that he was sick, but he improved after a few weeks. He meowed the loudest. He played. He wasn't the last one to get to nursing anymore.

Then we got the call yesterday afternoon: "Lucky's not doing so well. He's just lying in his crate and won't go out to play."
When my friend and I went to the farm a few minutes later to ride her horse, we checked on Lucky. He wasn't moving. He felt ice cold to the touch. Dead.
I wasn't totally shocked. I'd buried three cats already. None of them mine, but still. A dead kitten wasn't shocking to me.
We rode the horse for a few hours. Then at about three, we put the horse in the pasture and went to bury Lucky.
I saw him twitch.
"Oh my god! He moved! He's alive!"
I grabbed him and felt him over, watching him carefully. I didn't imagine it. He twitched again. But he was so cold.
TheJazzPony called the emergency vet clinic. I took Lucky outside in the sun and held him, rubbing his body to get him warm. Oh god, he was so cold.
TheJazzPony's vet was swamped with animals and couldn't see him. They said the one clinic they knew might be open was an hour's drive away. We dug through the yellow pages and found something local.
As we drove to the vet's, he started meowing. We gave him water drop by drop by dipping our fingers in it and put it to his mouth. He squirmed a little and meowed more. He couldn't retain body heat and had to be rubbed constantly.
The vets said it was pretty much hopeless. He was severely dehydrated. His core temperature was so low, it didn't even register on the thermometer. They asked us if we wanted him put down. We decided to fight.
He was given antibiotics, a clean blanket, and had special fluids injected. The vets also gave us a can of food to mix with water and feed him.
We set up a little, quiet area in TheJazzPony's house. Every 20 minutes, we gave him water and the special food via syringes (without the needles that is) and an eyedropper. We heated up towels and wrapped him up.
He improved.
After four hours, his temperature was at a healthy 102 degrees (healthy for kittens his age). He kept eating and drinking more. He opened his yes and his pupils were normal. He meowed, squirmed, even crawled around on the blankets. He'd do that for about ten minutes then go back to sleep until we woke him up for feeding and water.
We had hope. He was going to make it.
At about nine o' clock, we woke him from his nap. I held him while TheJazzPony fed him with the syringe. He swallowed the food. I held the water dropper to his mouth, but he wouldn't take it. I put a drop of water by his mouth and he didn't respond. His stillness scared me. The JazzPony took him and listened, but there was no heartbeat. We tried rubbing him, giving him water, checked to see if he had choked or something. Nothing. He was just dead.
We buried him under a very pretty tamarack tree in TheJazzPony's backyard. The two of us were crying a lot. He was just so tiny, all wrapped up in the snowflake blanket the vets gave us. He was so peaceful, like he was sleeping.
I spent the majority of today sobbing on and off and eating my way through several boxes of popsicles. Suffice to say, I am very depressed.

That's all for now, minions. Sorry for such a sad post. D:

Monday, June 10, 2013

R.I.P Lucky

In Memory of Lucky Speedy Gonzales Forest Gump
Lucky
Who died on June 10, 2013 at 9:20 p.m
Aged seven weeks.

You shall be forever missed, and forever loved.



Sunday, June 9, 2013

The DEAD Walking.... Through Highschool!

Okie dokie! I am opening this blog post with a rant about zombies, particularly two shows: The Walking Dead versus Highschool of the Dead!

I have watched a fair portion of The Walking Dead (at least two seasons, give or take), and I have fully watched Highschool of the Dead.
Granted, TWD is a TV show and HOTD is an anime, but there is still a great deal that can be fairly compared between the two. I shall first begin the rant with my general opinion of them seperatley, then I shall list my comparing opinions of both of them.
HERE. WE. Go.


The Walking Dead (aka, The Dead Walking [because of that stupid way they make the title appear at the beginning of the show])

The Walking Dead is a live action tv show on AMC about zombies (duh). It features a really wimpy protagonist named Rick, his wife Lori (who I keep calling Sarah because of Prison Break), his useless son Carl, that one lady Carol, the asian dude Glenn, EFFIN DARYL THE BEST ZOMBIE HUNTER ON URF, Shane; the mofo that won't get eaten already, Dale; the smartest man on urf, Andrea the crazy witch with a capital B, T-Dogg; the black dude who actually defeated the stereotype of 'the black guy dies first' (along with Jerome King from My Soul To Take). There's a bunch of other characters, but they aren't important.

The pilot was phenomenal.
Rick is a cop. He gets shot and winds up in a coma. When he wakes up, he's all alone. The hospital is falling apart. Blood and rotten corpses fill the halls. A pair of doors all chained shut lie at the end of one hall with a message written in blood that warns of dead behind the door. Something bangs at the door. Fingers poke through the crevices, and the sounds of moaning fill the air. We follow Rick as he stumbles across the ruined city, full of pain, confusion, and fear. We too feel what he feels as we see how he's struggling to grasp this new world he has literally been thrust into. He finds two people. The explain what happened and how the dead roam the streets. Rick sets off on his own, intent on finding his family. He comes to the city of Atlanta, and first encounters a hoard of the dead, and is trapped inside an abandoned tank while they swarm around him.

The pilot is the only episode worth watching. Feel free to imagine the rest of the show as you please, full of gripping deaths, awesome characters, horrifying displays of the dead eating the living, and maybe a couple explosions, love triangles... whatever your heart desires. Because honestly, the pilot is the only episode worth watching.

So, the Walking Dead. Each episode is roughly 40-something minutes long, wherein 39 of those minutes are spent delving into BS drama that could be summed up in one 10 minute scene but they decided to drag it out for a season and a half. It's like watching some family drama, reality tv show about those stupid celebrities complaining that they didn't get a 42 billion dollar tiara and are stuck with the 20 billion dollar tiara. Seriously.

Shane: Omg Lori, I lurv you!
Lori: My husband's back, and I'm still married to him. So seriously, we aren't gonna screw anymore.
Shane: But I lurv you! We were supposed 2 B 2gether 4evr!!!! <3<3<3

A lot of character decisions and actions were plain stupid. There was no character development. Oh no wait...
THE CHARACTERS GOT WHINIER AND DUMBER AS THE SHOW PROGRESSED!
"Dang, zombies are attracted by noise... I know! I'll scream!"
"Ermahgerd, my life is horrible! Why God why?????"
"Ugh! Why won't Lori let me screw her??? My life sux! FML!"
"I will only use guns because these things are SO reliable and NEVER run out of bullets :D !"
"Ermahgerd, my waifu died D: FML!!!! I shall give up on everything!"
SHUT UP!" (thank you Daryl)

Honestly, only two characters had any sense: Daryl and Dale. SPOILER ALERT! Dale died.
Dale fought to keep the group together and remind them not to act like whiny sh*t children. Daryl fought the zombies, used a reliable weapon like a crossbow, and he was always saving their lives and having to do the tough jobs.

Has anyone ever noticed that the entire fanbase of The Walking Dead loves Daryl?
When only ONE character in a tv show is that loved, and no other character is close to being or equal to being as loved, then something is wrong with the show.
I mean, Supernatural for comparison: Sam and Dean (even Castiel) have a large fanbase. Pretty much an equally sized fanbase. I love Dean and Castiel equally. Sam's kinda faltering cause of the over melodrama they've been throwing on him lately. But despite that, I still love all three. I also love Bobby, Benny, that creepy vampire alpha, Charlie, even Crowley! There's a couple more, but I can't pull their names off the top of my head. But do you get it? That's SEVEN characters! On Walking Dead, I only like Daryl because he's the only good character on there. Something. Is. Wrong. Nuff said.

Oh man, don't even get me started on the zombies.
They hardly ever appeared. I mean, some episodes, there weren't any zombies at all. We were lucky if we got to see one standing around, or eating something, or just moaning. If we were REALLY lucky, we got to see zombies get killed or kill.
And the zombie scenes are really short. Only a couple minutes. Sure, it's scary and gets me all "ermahgerd! zombies!" But then the hype and fear is over.
MORE ZOMBIES!!! Nuff said.

Redeeming qualities? You want me to list redeeming qualities?
Um...
The zombies look awesome. And there's Daryl. And! AND! Lori is awesome.
I mean granted, she's not the toughest cookie or weilds a weappon or anything, but the way she stands up to creepy ole Shane mde me really proud. Compared to, say, Olivia Benford from Flashforward. Two girls, same situation. Lori defied Shane and did everything she could to stick by her husband Rick.  Olivia kept throwing herself into a mental state of "I am destined to be with this guy" until she finally gave in and had an affair. Lori was strong where Olivia was weak. That gives The Walking Dead a redeeming score.

Plot.
The show had a great potential for plot (see my pilot summary). The show said "screw plot!". Plot sucked.

I give The Dead Walking a 2/10.
Ok fine, 3/10, but that's only cause Daryl asked nicely.


On to the good stuff.

Highschool of the Dead (HOTD)

Highschool of the Dead is a Japanese anime based on the manga of the same name. It features our main protagonist Takashi: the focused, determined guy who is dead set on surviving, Rei: Takashi's first love who is very good with a lance, Saeiko; the school's kendo club president, Saya: the school genius, Kohta: the school military nerd, and Shizuka: the bumbling, somewhat brainless school nurse. There's also a girl named Alice, but she appears later. She is little and has a dog named Zeke and is adorable. A few other characters appear, such as Saya's parents, a creepy cult leader, and I should mention Rei's boyfriend, Hisashi.

The pilot was... breathtaking.
(I ripped this off wikipedia with a couple edits) At the beginning of the semester, Takashi has a social separation with his childhood friend Rei Miyamoto. When he goes outside to mope, he witnesses a zombie attack at the front of the school. Takashi goes to warn Rei and his best friend Hisashi, who is dating Rei, and escapes with them just before news of the attack spreads across the school, causing panic. The three run into a zombie that bites Hisashi in the arm before Takashi kills it by smashing its head. They barricade themselves on the rooftop to witness Self-Defense Force helicopters flying in to combat the zombie outbreak in the city, oblivious to the carnage in the school. Hisashi begins succumbing to his injury and Takashi is forced to kill him, despite Rei's objections.

*facepalm*
COME ON WIKIPEDIA!!! YOU CAN DO BETTER!!!

We only knew Hisashi briefly, but I was having trouble not crying when he died. The emotion all three characters portrayed during that scene was beautiful: Hisashi begging Takashi to kill him so he could die as himself, Rei begging Takashi not to, Takashi standing there numbed and conflicted, then Hisashi writhing on the ground in agony as he begins to turn while Rei is screaming and begging him not to die, her relief when she sees him move, her horror when he tries to eat her, Takashi doing the right thing despite he's begging himself not to. And that is just that one scene!

It only gets better.

The rest of the anime continues on that emotional high, every episode brimming to overflowing with fear, the thrill, horror, and sorrow. I had to watch the entire thing through because I could not pull away.

And the characters!

Each character developed and they developed rather quickly. They had to. It made sense. They're entire world had just flipped upside down. They had to adapt or die. Even the brainless nurse adapted.
I'm still not sure what purpose she served except to drive the car...
Sure, Rei never really got over Hisashi's death. They all struggled with not knowing if they're parents were still alive or not. Kohta was still nerdy. Saya was bossy throughout. Takashi was kind of emotionless and rather negative about things. But they still adapted.
Saya used her bossiness to assert authority and managed to get them on the right track.
Takashi's negative outlook on things caused him to state facts rather than useless hopes like "Someday, people will save us."Because of this, he was able to prove to people they had to take initiative of their situation, and therefore helped them survive.
I could go on and on, but I think I'll stop there for now.

The negatives of the show?
Fanservice.
It was really unnecessary.
Every second they got, the creators threw in panty shots and booby shots, to the point where "if that bra was one millimeter to the left, this would be porn".
Also, I think they studied the physics of boobs more than they bothered character development.
I mean, Saeiko's boobs dodged a bullet.
Not Saeiko.
Just her boobs.

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Sorry. I had a WTF moment there. 0.@

What sucks is that the fanservice stuff really detracts from the amazing aspects of the show. When most people think HOTD, they think "BOOBIES!" and "ZOMBIES!" and little else.
There's some great philosophy in that show (which shall be mentioned in the comparison below) that I feel is sorely missed and never picked up on by others, because they're always struck by BOOBIES.

ZOMBIES!
I must mention the zombies!
Oh, they were glorious!
They scared me more than TWD zombies. TWD zombies were rotting and just... yah. They were gross. HOTD zombies scared the crap out of me. They were fast, strong, and would go to any lengths to get to their prey. You know how Hisashi got bit? He trapped a zombie in a headlock. The zombie twisted its head all the way around, breaking several bones and whatnot, and bit Hisashi's arm. That was absolutely disgusting to see. And I mean, the thing wasn't even that scary in the begiining. Just moaned a lot and had blood splatters on it's clothes. But that head twist! Ugh! *vomit*
Then, the speed at which they turned. You get bit, you have a couple minutes to say goodbye. Then you hack up blood for a minute, keel over, and get right back up as a full blown zombie.
Even if there was a cure, you didn't have much time to get that cure.
Scariest thing!
A woman runs up to police officers with her son in her arms who looks passed out.
"Don't shoot! We're still alive! My child and I are still alive!"
The kid twitches, lunges, and bites his mom on the neck. She drops him while blood gushes out of the hole. He just lies there, while she coughs up blood all over him. He twists around, licking his lips and moaning. Then his mother gets up and starts advancing towards the cops.
Yah, they have children zombies. They are sick!
The parts that made me cry were in the beginning and end of the show where we see the people panicking.
People are committing suicide. Some are going crazy because they can't handle the horror that they're seeing. A girl breaks away from the survivors and runs to her dying boyfriend. Not to save him, but to die with him.
It was just... horrible.
But that's what made it amazing.

I give this show a 9.9/10.
Would have been 10, but that fanservice... -.-

COMPARING THE TWO

I only ever thought the Walking Dead pilot was phenomenal because it was the first full blown zombie show I had ever watched. It was NOTHING compared to HOTD.
I'm going to just list generals as I explained this stuff more in detail above. Here we go.

Pilots:
Both were good. HOTD just had more of a shock factor. Nothing really to say here.

Characters:
I'm only going to say what I've said already. TWD sucked! Every character seemed like a rip-off of each other. Everybody was whiny and mopey, complaining about how much their world sucked. Sure, the HOTD characters thought their world sucked too. They hated it. But they moved on. They adapted. They survived. They observed their world and gathered what information they could that would be useful to combat the zombies. They found that zombies are attracted to noise, so the mostly tried to use bats, swords, poles, a nail gun; things that were quiet. When they were being overrun, then they brought out the guns.
Like in one scene:
Takashi on a motorbike: "Won't they be attracted to the noise?"
Saeiko (or it was Saya, I forget): "Yes, but that's alright because you will be moving. You won't be in one spot for very long, so they'll try to follow you at first but will soon lose you. If you were standing in one place, that would be a problem."
Ok, not a gun reference, but you see? They are making smart, tactical decisions based on their knowledge of the zombies.
TWD characters like their guns and like them lots. Granted, the zombies in TWD could also see their prey, but noise attracts them. Still, the people used guns, drove recklessly, and engaged in shouting matches frequently. Then they wondered, "Dur, why are zombies here?" "OMG dey must have herd ush!!" "Run away!" Then the next episode: "Dur, a gun!" *shoots the gun* "Dur, more zombies are here?"

The most important point: and I'm brining it up because of the phenomenal dialogue in HOTD that really narrows down the comparison between the two shows:
Overall Character Goal

TWD: Their overall goal is to find a safe place to settle down and live out their lives peacefully and return to normalcy in some way.
HOTD: Their overall goal is to survive as long as they can until the world rights itself.

Do you see the difference?
Yes? Yay! No? Let me explain.

With this bit of dialogue:

Rei: Do you think someone will come and help us?
Takashi: No.
Rei: But why? How can you say that?
Takashi: Remember the helicopters we saw from the school rooftop this afternoon? It's the same deal. No one can be bothered to help us. In fact we might never...
Rei: Never? We might never get any help? Then how are we going to make it through this?
Takashi: We just have to do what we can. That's just the situation we're in.


Later on as well, Takashi explains to Rei that they CANNOT EVER expect that the military and police or anyone has the time to save them. They're busy trying to control the zombies. He is also saying the world can NEVER return to normal after this. The world has changed. The world has ended. He accepts that fact, and the others come to accept it as well. They become determined to survive as long as they can in this world, and maybe someday, the zombie threat will be eliminated.
Rick and the others all run around hoping they can find a safe haven where people can take on the responsibility of fighting while they live peaceful existences until the world reverts to normal. They are stuck in the illusion that the world CAN and WILL return to normal, like the zombies are part of a big, scary, long dream that they'll wake up from one day. Because of this, they make stupid decisions, are constantly wallowing in self-pity and misery, and they whine and act like children.
Takashi and the others are not trapped in that illusion. There are even days where they have fun and enjoy themselves while stopping for a day or two in the safe houses. Sure, they're sad and their lives are crap, but they take a break from the world for a little bit and have what fun they can while they can. They have adapted. They realize that the zombie mess is their world now. It's everyone's world. It's not a dream or an illusion or something that can be erased. It's the way it is.

HOTD beats TWD!!!!

This also makes me want to point out how TWD relates to American behaviour. I'll make this brief.
Americans constantly sit around whining about their problems and wait for someone to come along and fix them instead of taking action and actually changing the problem or learning to deal with it.
You don't like poverty? Get a job! Can't get a job? Expand your job choices. So what if the work sucks and pay is low, at least it's a job!
Don't like the fact that children are starving in other countries? Donate money. Raise money. Volunteer at organizations.
Don't like child abuse or that some cultures are still marrying off thirteen year old girls to forty year old men just so the parents of the girl can have comfortable lives? Stand up and say something!
Don't sit around thinking "Oh, someone else will do it." It's that kind of thinking that is causing crap to happen all over the world.
Don't be the Walking Dead! Be the Highschool of the Dead!
Ok, I'm done ranting. Back to the zombies.


WHY DO I WATCH ZOMBIE STUFF?
They are appealing.
I don't know why. They just are.
I think it has to do with man's masochistic nature. We are drawn to what we fear. That's why we watch horror movies. Even though the plots are stupid and the characters are stupid and EVERYTHING'S predictable and overrated, we watch them and 'enjoy' them, because we love feeling that fear.
Don't believe me? Google it.


MY PERSONAL OPINION ON ZOMBIES
Zombies are my greatest fear.
Seriously, you wanna scare the crap out of me? Sit me down in front of a zombie marathon right before bed.
No wait, don't... I like my sleep.
Why am I scared of zombies the most? Why are they the only monster that strikes fear into my heart?
Have you ever seen a zombie show/movie/game where the zombie pandemic was cured? I haven't.
Zombies have no weaknesses. There is no cure to zombieism. Once you're caught, there is no escape. And when you die... well, you're not even dead.
"But what about vampires? Or werewolves? Ghosts? Or like, wendigos? Aren't those scary?"
Vampires: are cool. Even the ones of old that couldn't go out in sunlight or were allergic to garlic. Heck, if I got turned into a vampire, yay! I've always wanted immortal life.
Werewolves? I get to be a wolf! Yay! Even if I'm a wolf-man thing, that'd be cool. I could totally own that forest and be the king!
Ghosts? If a ghost was real, it could never actually harm you. Scare you? yes. But ghosts are immaterial. Immaterial things cannot touch material things. I am material. Therefore, I cannot be touched. Yah, I suppose, depending on what book you read or movie you watch, I could be harmed, but they have weaknesses and stuff. Plus, I've seen enough Supernatural to know how to deal with them.
Hmm, wendigos. Well, I doubt I'll ever be a wendigo. Even if I do get stuck in a cave for nine years, I would never resort to cannibalism. I'd just go to sleep and die freezing to death.
"Oo, but they're scary and will eat you!"
I could escape. If it bites me. Whatever. I got bit. I just escape, hit the nearest hospital, and bam. All fixed up. Sure, they're scary, but I can deal with scary.
All other monsters: there is a way to escape. There is a weakness. For a bunch of them, they have awesome strengths where if you were turned into one, bonus for you.
But zombies?
It's just pure, utter, horror and fear. You CANNOT escape. They have no weaknesses that are readily dealt with (ie: ghosts hate salt; a convenient item found anywhere food is sold, vampires hate sunlight and crosses; open the windows or pull out your necklace, werewolves hate silver; distract them with silver objects or maybe throw some raw meat at them to keep them busy while you flee) But zombies are only prone to extreme heat and cold, so unless you've got a blow torch or a can of liquid nitrogen handy, good luck to you. Oh, and it's not the pain that deters them, it's the lack of body parts that will hinder their approach.
Once you get bit, you're one of them. It's the end. And you don't want to be one of them.
Zombies are only so cool as long as you're killing them. Being a zombie hunter = fun! Being a zombie = not fun. Whereas, vampire hunters and vampires are equally fun.
The ONLY time I wanted to be a zombie was when I invented my own type of zombie. They weren't even zombies, more like super charged cannibals that couldn't die.
I mean, have you ever met a person that was like "I really, really, really want to be a zombie forever!"
Not me.
Zombies are honestly the most horrifying creation I have ever heard of. I could watch Higurashi When They Cry till the cows come home. I could write a story about psychopathic murderers. I could watch the documentary on the mafia killer "Ice-Man". Heck, I could watch Happy Tree Friends. All that and more, without batting an eye.
But zombies?
*shudder*
They are the dead that never die. How horrible is that?
Curse you, middle ages people and your stupid methods of burying people alive. It was going to bite us in the butt someday! *shakes fist*



So now I bid y'all adieu. I hope you enjoyed my rant. Consider checking out Highschool of the Dead. Give it the love it deserves (not that kind of love -.- stupid fanservice). And someone, tell those Walking Dead people to fix their stupid storyline! I'm talking to you too Robert Kirkman!


EDIT: wow, this thing is long o.o

Friday, June 7, 2013

Infinite Sorrow... More Like Infinite Editing

I have been doing nothing the past two days except work on Infinite Sorrow. And just any part of the actual roleplay site, oh no. Just the freaking Exhaustive Guide to Infinite Sorrow.
It is so much fun, but holy crap, I'm taking this stuff to a whole new level.
Like today, for example, I wrote pieces about their history, the first hero of the Age of Heroes, Leo Thane, and then I got really caught up in the life and works of their very first playwright, Jora Blackheart.
Interesting, fun, but extensive.
I'm very pumped though. The more I build my world the more fun I'll have exploring it when I get to writing the book. :3

Speaking of:

Here is the book/rp trailer for Infinite Sorrows. The music was taken from the 300 Spartans trailer as well as Just Like You Imagined by Nine Inch Nails (a song they created for 300). I remixed it myself. The entire trailer took about eight hours to make, give or take a few. I was up till 1:30a.m today uploading it to youtube and I'm VER proud of it.
Enjoy.


Tuesday, June 4, 2013

June 4th Already! Whut!

BLURB

Hi! Happy June 4th. Holy cow! June 4th already! D: Time just flies by!
So... I am learning how to properly ride a horse and am taking up watercolor panting again. Fun. I am also getting two kittens and a cat! Kittens are sisters Taco and Tinkerbell and the third is a full grown but young cat who shall be named Mr. McStingledeeborlog after a character who turned into a cat in an old short story of mine.
The three cats will stay at the barn where I work until my family moves out of this crappy rental with our evil landlords. Ugh.
I will take pics of them and post them up! I have not met Mr. McStingledeeborlog yet, but he'll get love too!
And just so I don't forget, my fourth cat will evidently be named Sir Loki McSquigglekins.
And then if I have two boy kittens, they will be Edward and Alphonse. Hopefully they will be some version of orange tabbies to match Ed and Al's blonde hair.
Fullmetal Alchemist Rocks!
Moving On!


ROLEPLAY

Infinite Sorrow is going SO well! I am uber duber excited! I have begun the Exhaustive Guide to Infinite Sorrow which goes into everything you possibly would not want to know about Infinite Sorrow. It covers everything from an Angel's diet to the size of mushrooms that grow in Wildergarden to the building materials used in Levengrad's arena.
IT IS SO MUCH FUN!
Mania is excited for it, which makes me happy.
She reminded me to begin working again on Super Secret Project DZ. Oh how I want to... but the book must come first!
Aisthesis! Whoargh! I have figured out Ciel's backstory and am writing a one shot for him. He is talking to Loki Norcross and will help him find Tai. (how fitting).
I will post Ciel's story, titled "Saving Fate" on the blog once it is finished.
Speaking of stories, Dawny and Star wrote stories featuring Tai and Loki! I am so happy! They are absolutley lovely!
I will also be working on Eriacu's backstory, titled "So Young", though this is a working title and is subject to change. I will then work on the story of why St. Cerveaux is supposedly cursed, why they seek redemption, and what they did exactly.


ART

I guess this counts as art...
I did this on April 30th but forgot to hit "post" so... this was last "month's" post.
Well on April 30th or whatever, I suddenly got hit with creativity. I sat down and did a full blown watercolor painting (it failed, but looks relatively interesting I suppose). I also did some more sword designs for LARPing weapons, and I also made a sugar scrub.

The sugar scrub started as a random flop, but soon evolved into something interesting. I was first inspired to make one that smelled of crabapple by crushing crabapple petals, but the scent was dominated by the olive oil, so I had to add other things. Recipe!

Desma Frost Sugar Scrub
Olive Oil
3/4 Brown sugar
1/4 White sugar
2 Tbs. Orange Peel with Zest
1 tsp. ground clove
2 tsp. crushed crabapple blossoms
1 large dark purple tulip petal

This is my first sugar scrub of what I will dub my Aisthesis Sugar Scrubs! Elza's character Desma Frost's aura scent of orange and clove inspired the final scent choice. I will eventually alter this recipe when I find a good oil that doesn't smell so strong.