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Jan. 26th, 2037

Minecraft Preferences

Apple Bloom likes Extreme Hills and frozen oceans because "underwater ice houses, dammit." Also, rain. Duh.

Cupcakes likes desert (and dessert).

Tenente likes both rain and snow, and chaparral/Vancouver-like biomes.

Better mood now

Seriously, are there no lyrics for the intro only version of Again?

For my reference:
Kono omoi wo keshiteshimau niwa
Mada jinsei nagai desho
Yarinokoshiteru koto
Yarinaoshite mitai kara

Yume no tsuzuki oikaketeita hazu nanoni
Magarikunetta hosoi michi hito ni tsumazuku
Ano koro mitainitte modoritai wake ja nai no
Nakushitekita sora wo sagashiteru
Wakatte kuremasu youni
Gisei ni natta youna kanashii kao wa yameteyo

Tsumi no saigo wa namida ja nai yo
Zutto kurushiku seottekunda
Deguchi mienai kanjoumeiro ni
Dare wo matteruno

Shiroi nooto ni tsuzutta youni
Motto sunao ni hakidashitai yo
Nani kara nogaretainda
Genjitsu tte yatsu-
Kanaeru tame ni ikiterundatte
Sakebitaku naru yo kikoeteimasuka
Bunan ni nante yatterarenaikara
Kaeru basho mo nai no-
Yasashisa ni wa itsumo kansha shiteru
Dakara tsuyoku naritai (I'm on the way)
Natsukashiku naru
Konna itami mo kangei jan.


It's one of those days.

No spinach in the house for science experiment.
PSAT tomorrow.
Nexus War officially closed today.
Finally got pretty arm warmers. Bad cloth. Rash. Not fun.
I'll jinx myself by saying the next thing will probably be that vanishing gecko from earlier falling on the back of my neck. X_X

One on DA; the other here

Stole two memes from Sassy-aloo on DA. One's on my journal there, the other's here. Sue me. (Don't. Please. XD)

- Available: ...Technically...
- Age: Legal in the UK :P
- Annoyance: Being confused, being ignored, yappy dogs, germs...the list goes on.
- Animal: Black Mourning Cloak
- Actor: Ian McKellen

- Beer: HELL NO.
- Birthday/Birthplace: 12/12, Baltimore.
- Best Friends: ....*tumbleweed* Shall we leave it at maybe unrequited?
- Body Part on opposite sex: Eyes.
- Best feeling in the world: Fluttery feeling when that one chat box from that one person pops up with a "Hey"
- Blind or Deaf: Blind if I must
- Been in Love: I think so, yes.
- Been on stage?: Rarely.
- Been beaten up?: No, in the conventional sense of the phrase
- Believe in yourself?: Trying to.
- Believe in life on other planets: ...not really.
- Believe in miracles: Yes.
- Believe in magic: Yes.
- Believe in God: Yes.
- Believe in Satan: Yes.
- Believe in Santa: Unfortunately, never did.
- Believe in Ghosts/spirits: Spirits, yes. Ghosts, no.

- Car: Chevy Impala. METALLICAR. :D
- Colour: Cerulean
- Cried in school: Yes
- Chocolate/Vanilla: Ice cream or kink? :P Flavor-wise vanilla.
- Chinese/Mexican: Mexican, of course.
- Cake or pie: ...Ehhh, depends on the flavor. Cake.
- Country to visit: America. To live. Please. GET ME OUTTA HERE! D:
- Comedian: Don't really watch comedians all that often...Monty Python, anyone?

- Day or Night: Night
- Dream vehicle: Motorcycle. Small, compact Taiwanese ones please. (one of the few things about this island I like)
- Danced: Yes
- Dance in the rain?: I want to.
- Do the splits?: Almossssst, but not quite.

- Eggs: Yum. Burritos.
- Eyes: Dark brown with a rim of black around the iris. Yes, I'm fascinated with that particular trait.
- Everyone has: a choice.

- First crush: "Your highness" way back in elementary. Meaning nap-time elementary age.
- Full name: ...no.
- First thoughts waking up: Guhhhhh XD
- Food: Pig heart. *hums contentedly to the sounds of retches and vomiting*

- Greatest Fear: Being forgotten.
- Goals: Get past all this schooling and do what I really want. Hopefully.
- Gum: saps my spit.
- Get along with your parents?: Mostly.
- Good luck charm: My necklace.

- Hair Color: Not quite black.
- Height: 5 feet, 5 inches. 165 centimeters.
- Happy: Content.
- How do you want to die: With a bang. Not literally.
- Health Freak: Not really. Weight freak, maybe.
- Hate: Don't get me started....
- Heart Broken/when/who?: Yes, a few years back, not saying on the more or less public internetz.

- Ice Cream: Yesplzstrawberrycheesecakeplz.
- Instrument: Dabbled with several. Piano, trumpet, percussion (particularly timpani), guitar.

- Jewelry: Uncut pendant, self-made silver snake ring, too many bracelets to keep track, purple jeweled earrings.
- Job: High school student, biatch.

- Kids: Maybe someday. If my patience improves.
- Kickboxing or karate: Karate.
- Keep a journal?: Other than this and DA? Yes. You're not seeing it.

- Longest Car Ride: Hmm...maybe 2 hours? Still not fun with motion sickness.
- Love: Yes please.
- Laughed so hard you cried: I think so; can't remember if I actually teared up, but I believe so.
- Love at first sight: No. Lust, crush, yes. Love, no.

1. Slept in a bed beside you? Mom.
2. Saw you cry? ...my plushie Demyx? I tend to cry in private. (A bit too much and suddenly to be healthy, I think...)
3. Went to the movies with you? Uncle and his girlfriend. A while ago.
4. You went to the mall with? Grandma.
5. You went to dinner with? ...Can't remember. Sad.
6. Talked to you on the phone? Grandma.
7. Made you laugh? Fei.
8. Made you cry? Um. Not saying.
9. Broke your heart? See above.

- Milk flavour: Regular. Although fruity wasn't bad, but that was a loong time ago.
- Movie: I hate people asking me this. No answer as of right now. I haven't seen a new movie in a while.
- Mooned anyone? Most likely as a baby. Not that I can remember.
- Marriage? See my long mental list of wedding plans. XD Slightly exaggerated. But yes.
- Motion sickness? Blergh. Don't talk to me about motion sickness.
- McD's or BK: Burger King all the way.
- Memory: I deja vu all the time over the strangest details. It's disturbing and unsettling.

- Number of Siblings: Only child. Beat that.
- Number of Piercings: Twoooo
- Number of tattoos: None. Maybe. *eyes giant needle nervously*
- Number: 23

- Overused Phrases: lolwhut? XD
- Odd phobia: Clowns? That's pretty common. Body horror? Meh, still pretty common. (All Japanese horror manga's fault.) OH! Silkworms. Shut up; it's true. (Although I did raise them very enthusiastically as a kid. Before I had nightmares of giant silkworms that I had to squish through. *shudders*)

- Place you'd like to live: Califffforrrrniaaaaaa
- Pizza: Supreme.
- Pepsi/Coke: ...neither. Root beer.
- People you miss: Everyone from the summer. Well, ok, maybe some people more than others.

- Quiet music or loud: Depends. My emo swings vary as well.

- Reason to cry: Loneliness.
- Reality T.V: Never seen more than brief channel glimpses.
- Radio Station: All Top Hits on Sky.fm. Though that is quickly grating on my nerves due to its NEVER changing playlist.
- Roll your tongue in a circle: Nope.

- Song: Curse of Curves right now. Will change in at most a week. I'd be stunned if it didn't.
- Shoe size: Finding conversion chart..... 4 in England, 37 in the rest of Europe and Taiwan, 6.5 in America, 23.5 in Japan.
- Salad Dressing: Anything without mayonnaise. Yuck.
- Sushi: YES PLZ.
- Scent: Spicy orange scent I've not been able to track down yet. I WANT PERFUME OF THAT SMELL GODDAMMIT.
- Skipped class: Accidentally once online.
- Slept outside: Nope.
- Seen a dead body?: Funeral. Looked fake if you must know.
- Smoked?: Ew.
- Skinny dipped?: Not yet. :P
- Shower Daily?: Yup. (Except maybe...once? Twice? Both while away from home.)
- Sing well?: Passably.
- In the shower? All the time. XD
- Swear?: Trying to cut back a bit. Yeah.
- Stuffed Animals: It's the rare one that attracts me, but it does happen. *pets Axel-plush and Dem-plush fondly*
- Single/Group dates: Depends.
- Strawberries/Blueberries: Strawberries.
- Scientists need to invent: teleportation devices. time-stoppers. jetboots.
- Sports: ...Does gaming count as a sport?

- Time for bed: In a few minutes.
- Thunderstorms: Love them unless I'm home alone in the dark.
- TV: Supernatural, Haruhi Suzumiya, Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood...
- Touch your tongue to your nose?: And make a fool of myself trying and failing?

- Unpredictable: Sometimes. SNEAK ATTACK! XD
- Used to play: Psychonauts. Until the game continually crashed at the exact same point everytime and I got sick of playing through the beginning 3, 4 times without being able to progress.

- Vegetable you hate: I was a strange kid, I've never hated a particular vegetable.
- Vegetable you love: TATERS! (boil em, mash em, stick em in a steewww)
- Vacation spot: CALIFORNIA BABE

- Weakness: Naïvety
- When you grow up: I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have boobies. XD (I know it's "groupies"; I prefer the boobs. Go away.)
- Which one of your friends knows the most about you: Factor in the amount of people I'm sure are mutual friends. Factor in the amount of time we've talked. Then factor in the amount of personal information I reveal about myself.... Kinda split between Mr. Dictator and my summer roommate I think. Ok, summer roommate wins.
- Who makes you laugh the most: Fei.
- Worst feeling: Being left out in the dark.
- Want to be a model?: If only if only.
- Where do we go when we die: I'll know when I get there; don't rush me.

-X-Rays: GAH. You try taking off all these bracelets! X_X

-Year it is now: Year of the Demyx, baby.
-Yellow: Larxene.

- Zoo animal: Lol, panda sex.
- Zodiac sign: Bow and arrow. (Sagittarius, you ignorant lazy fools. :P)

First DnD session of the year

Ok, not the first technically. But the first time we actually got going with the campaign.
Gnome sorcerer (me)
Half-elf "fighter"
Halfling sorcerer
Human bard
No cleric XD

We need a cleric. NOW.
Spent the first bit waking up in a strange darkness where light could not be cast and no sound was audible. Wandered around until three of us made it outside the sphere. Our halfling decided to wander in a spiral and took a bit longer. :P

Oh, how nice to wander out into the light and immediately get converged upon by a gargoyle. That took forever to kill.

Running out of 1st level spells now. And dying. Ok, not strictly dying. Our "fighter" began dying, cast Mage Armor on him, and, my bad, got too close to the gargoyle who then turned on me in ADD manner. Got knocked unconscious and dying, the fighter attempted to stabilize me with Heal. (Which was a lark, our fighter having the highest wisdom of us all XD) Finally did after several rounds and now I'm alive. With negative hitpoints. One hit could kill me for real now. Oh, and our fighter apparently replaced some of my squishy organs with metal. D: HANNIBAL LECTER.

TL;DR: Dice roll fail.
The end of the days were here. The gods walked the planes...what few planes were left. Her journeys into the cool water that promised never to tug her under and seep through every orifice were going fewer and fewer. The sea was uneasy; the void crept closer. Entire islands had been swallowed and when she swept a hand through the ocean water into the blackness that remained, numbness shot up her arm. She dared not venture far.

The planes were crumbling, one by one, and she clung to the one she'd grown up in, as a mortal child too wise for her age and then a fledgling sorceress, eyes full of glee at the wonders she could perform. Now, the weary elementalist, who harnessed the very white-hot core of flame and the rumble of the earth. She stood at the doorway often, shapes of fire at her heels, obedient, mindless. She looked out at the strange sky, evidence of the apocalypse. And here she was, stuck as babysitter. She smiled wryly. Truly, she would complain, but she never minded. The thrill of taking bewildered newborns in, clothing them, arming them, watch them grow. If the world must end, then she would quietly work against it, part of the forces behind the stage. No enemies' screams could be sweeter than the quiet whisper from her idol and protector's mouth. "Well done."

A voiceless venom
Too soon, too soon, much much too soon. The fun was just beginning, after all. Let them laugh, let them laugh those who had scorned her faithful dedication only to her hands. Her voice ripped from her; her hands served her as her vengeance. Now she could laugh as she flitted. A touch! And the poison burned in their veins.

But not enough; not yet. She had watched her elders. Her fingers, white and never stained by any blood to the eye, burned. Their touches exploded. Touch an angel and have him fall writhing at her feet? The thought was too sweet. But she needed time, time, time to learn. Was there? Maybe, always maybe. Foolish foolish mortals, now that the planes were ripping apart, crowded in. Always some tender meat to be found every time she woke. Her elders grew sloppy; she burned the blood in their veins. Just one more step along the staircase. Agony would be bliss.

She tasted the chaos in the air. It gave her voice, demonic miracles. Raspy, stabbed sharp glowing needles in her throat. But. "Had my laugh now, didn't I--?"


Interesting day in the Nexus as it falls apart at the seams.

Rynex got killed in a raid. Should expect this to happen more now that the Apocalypse has officially arrived. Meh.

A voiceless venom, on the other hand...

Was dead, respawned. Hmmm...bunch of people standing around in the open some in barricades. /grin. Poisoned a Myrmidon, stole magic from a Dark Oppressor, poisoned him. Then made a really stupid mistake and took the bait by stepping into a square of barricades. Eternal Soldier inside, poisoned him, wasted AP trying to break out of the barricade, wasted AP trying to kill the Eternal Soldier. Then the square gains a new occupant. Who could that be? Oh, hello, Myrmidon....that...I....poisoned earlier. Heh. Ooooooh, and he's not happy.
The Sniper: /glares. "YOU."
The Sniper fires at me with his rifle. Eep, dying, might as well taunt back. I'm a demon.
Me: /grins. "Me. Go on."
The Sniper: "Not so proud now, you prancing pony."
Me: "Had my laugh, didn't I--" /is shot dead.
AWESOME. :D Respawn with enough AP to poison a Wizard, attempt to poison a Void Walker, then run and hide. /hums. Lovely days of chaos.


Oh, Dean, I can't read you anymore. Oh wait, yes, I can. Wait....never mind.

...Why does Lucifer's vessel remind me so much of Wesley from Angel? Ironic, the series title now that I think about it. OH EW ILLUSION BLOOD. BAD LUCIFER BAD. They really should stop playing melodramatic cue music before potential boo-scares. I would have screamed when that lady popped up in his bed if the music had not started a few seconds before.

OMG FANGIRL WRITING WINCEST CAMEO. Although, as she reads it out loud, I'm now squirming in my seat. Um...she looks obsessed. UM She's scary...is this what all fangirls look like at cons...? O_O

OH MY GOD BOBBY LOOKS AWESOME WITH BLACK EYES. Hi Meg!!!! Although, I prefer the old meatsuit. Granted, she's dead, but bringing back Nicki Aycox would be awesome. Come on, BOBBY, FIGHT BACK< COME ON COMEON COMEONOMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG THAT WAS FUCKING HOT. And, let me guess, Meg runs away. Oooohhh, Meg kicks pretty good ass, I must say. Ok, I'm getting a bit used to the new meatsuit. Run, Meg, run lol.

Mini rant here: Has Sam really forgotten almost all of his hunter skills? It's reasonable, I guess that he's gotten lazy, relying on the demon powers, but he's just getting his butt kicked left and right while Dean is the opposite. Just my thought.

...That baby crying is creepy. Oh. MY. The crib bleeding...holy shit....oh, another illusion. I was all, "What's in the box?!"

Bobby, Bobby, please don't die!

Oh yeah. The Impala trunk of win.

........What the heck? Ok, devil's trap. Collapsed people...demons?
"Oh, thank god the angels are here." Lol Dean.

Lol for once at the archangel. "It's you...chucklehead." Oh Dean...Dean, Dean, Dean. I have a bad feeling that Michael is also not very pleasant. "Life as an angel condom." LOL. ZACHARIAH GO FUCK YOURSELF. Sammy, hang in there!!!
I remember that line: "Eat me."
ZACHARIAH YOU SOOOOOOBBBBBBB. AND YOU BLOODY IDIOT. Dean's too stubborn to say Yes and you're gonna kill the vessel. OMMMGMMGMGMGMG<MGM CASSSSSSSSSSSS BACK AND KICKING ANGELIC ASSSS OMGGGGG And still looking completely stoic every moment. Lol. Ooohhh, God's back in the building. And holy Cas is hot. LOL. "What'd you, just brand us with it?" "...No, I carved it into your ribs." Castiel, Castiel, still as allergic to straight answers as ever. Ok, I can guess. God's back in the buildiiiiiing. Heeee, Bobby never fails to amuse me while wearing hospital clothes. Daww, Bobby, you original chickflicker. Dean, your strange looks worry me. OH You heartbreaker, you. D: On one hand, I want to slap Dean upside the head for saying that, but on the other hand, I can see what he's feeling. Sam did pull some pretty ugly stunts all through season 4 that I remember wanting to shake him for. I forgot how much I missed this series. And, figment of my imagination, or is SPN regaining the darker lighting that I loved throughout seasons 1 and 2? KEEP IT. PLEASE.