There exists two forces, a good and an evil, an id and a super-id - no room for the ego, no room for the superfluous emotions - just the heat of battle and the everlasting conflict.

And I'm losing.

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I'm not up to much. A little bored with life, maybe. I want to play Tennis or grab a pair of roller-blades as the fall sets in, something to help me get through the 6 days a week when I'm not stabbing things. I might need to start wearing some sport-geared orthodics; my feet hurt like crazy after just a little fencing footwork.

But on the topic of Escapism, I want some. Video games go so far, but... to really escape the dredges of the tide washing upon you, one feels the need to find more than little breaks here and there. I may just have to focus, though. On one hand, my life laments woes, long enough to rival the decimals of pi, but on the other hand, i really do have it easy... Meh.

I suppose it's about time I grew up and stopped pretending to lose.

But I may start visiting it more often... I recently lost my old computer due to OS corruption and sooo I'll need to download my work and start from where I left off.

Either way, if anyone's missed me, I do continue to blog on my xanga : [link] and feel free to leave me a note there.

well, me and my friend browsed DA just the other day and well, we ended up Faving and watchig a whole lot of people... under my name, so well, if you came by to thank me for the watch, your welcome!~ of course you are, I'm watching you cuz i like your art, and also because my friend likes your art as well... But then again, I do apologise for the writers out there, This was a graphic art faving spree, so only pics were really taken into account... But i should like more writers on my watch list... I want some good reading and also, someone who would in turn crit my work, sometimes... graphic artist don't make for the best critiquers for writing... You kinda need to read the whole thing while you can look at visual art and observe it on a whole too easily... So if your a witer, and you're reading this, PLEASE crit my stuff, and I promise, I'll try my best to give you a one to one crit ratio. It's only fair... and If I like your stuff, I might crit more of it too...... which is good... for you.... I think.... I hope.... yes, it should be... .. .

I'll stop now.

I have the free subscription thinger this week, which sucks, I'm not gonna use it... not this week much anyway... but yeah, seeing my Dev watches organized helps. that's pretty cool I guess.

Mood: le "screwed"
Listening to: Final - Diru

Well, I moved my last Journal to scraps... I kinda lost my ISP binder, for real this time... I left it on the bus, so Je suis le "screwed" bad french grammar I know, but tis an old thing I used to say.... So yeah. I have 6 freaking Isps due this week. Calc, Physics, English, Writer's craft, Philosophy and Bible.... Its my English and Writer's craft that bothers me, those require the massive amounts of work... guh... and a lot is gone.

I'm not really posting muhc of a journal, I have my Journal to do that on... But here I'm in WC class right now and I jsut typed up about a page for just random ideas that I wonder if anyone would give me ideas to expand it... I'll upload short Bios of these characters in my scraps a little later... or I'll do that now.... okay done. Haha

Okay here it is, the stuffu: (and before you get to accuse me, Yes I stole the name Canti form FLCL, but in this story, Canti is the name given to this AI vending machine... Using a Cold fission engine, he/she/it takes raw energy and converts it into what it is that you buy).

In this form: "The title of the idea: the idea itself; how much work I've done on it"

Mervielles’ French Lesson: “Never spell an European’s name wrong,” he warns, “Not unless you want a bull’s rage.” – Later on, Mervielles taunts General Dela-Tauros by Calling him “De la Taro” (Taro is a type of sweet potato).

“The General’s Cat”: The name given to General Dela-Tauros’ black cat. After the cat ran away from home one day, The General retired. R + A are talking to some people and then get on the topic of cute animals. No one knows what the two of them are talking about but when they say it’s a baby cat, everything grows quiet. The people of this village know of only one cat and that is The General’s Cat. It is rumored that the cat brought the General victory in the last war, but ever since it got loose, only misfortune falls on those who cross paths with it.

Opening Intro Sequence: Kiel is nostalgic. They talk for a bit and head back home to the Military town. There is a security check that was just installed at the border, Arjun has clearance, so he introduces himself and the other three are lead into a quick interrogation (excuse for Character introduction). Driving in, Arjun gets called for emergency duty, and Kiel has to go to his Band’s jam session. Rita and Joe talk a bit here. Joe wants to say something but doesn’t because Kiel is still in the car.

The plot: It's an ongoing rebel strike/ countering outpost where a village was fashioned. Any members of the military outpost live here, and continue to face rebel threats on a frequent basis. General Dela-Tauros is the one in charge of the outpost. Some lines used by rebels and Military:
“I’d do anything to kill you military scum!”
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Rita and The General’s Cat: After talking to a depressed Joe, Rita goes out. She ends up secluding herself feeling useless about her worth to the group and hides so that no one sees her crying. The General’s Cat is the only one who sees her crying. Sensing no intention to kill, TGC comes over to comfort her and also find some affection in return. As soon as Rita touches the cat, she is granted a gift, the life of a black cat. Wherever she goes, her path leaves a trail of misfortune, and as long as her indomitable will does not fail her, she is virtually indestructible. Not to mention that she can escape most precarious situations with the most annoying luck.

Rita and Canti: In order to try and save Arjun, and in the process, Kiel, Rita tries to enlist Arjun’s long time comrade, Canti, the vending machine. But alas, without a job at hand, Rita is broke, and Canti does not – or rather, cannot work for free. It takes the raw energy of a silent cold fission reaction inside Canti’s wonderful body for him to be able to create matter such as any buyable item, or to transform. As Rita starts to get angry, Canti turns to walk off. Rita’s hand (or luck, this is after the the meeting with The General's Cat") hits a man walking by, he falls unconscious and drops his wallet from which fall many coins. Canti turns around at the sound of coins against pavement. Rita smiles a wicked grin. Next thing you see, Canti has turned into a hybrid of a vespa and a motorbike, and the two of them speed towards the rebel base.