The last few days have been moderately stressful. Music Fest is next week and i need to find four people to house for me, >.< this is going to suck. other then that its been the same old same old. hell breaking lose in my head with new ideas for my Masquerade game i want to test run that i a right now currently writing. (spaced out to be honest thinking about what I'm going to do.) I'm currently looking for some good riddles for this game because its going to be one big puzzle.
Story
April 8th
I have woken up in Joker Towns hospital and I feel like hell. My body itself is still intact but my brain is still fuzzy, all I can remember is the half moose knocking me out and now waking up here. I was torn up they said, they said i must stay on bed rest. but i know old bones will be in at anytime. I need to find my way out.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
April 4th
I would like to add how much i failed at trying to participate in BEDA but I still am going to blog everyday I can continuing my story and say a bit of my day.
This weekend wasn't all that bad. but it was nothing to shout over too. I re-vamped an old addiction and hate my family for it. Damn Matrix. So i have been thinking of finding a matrix code GIF for my background on my phone and my laptop so i have that feeling of being a bad*** for the nerdy giggles of it in general.
April 4th:
Tomorrow turned into three days later. That ball bearing did more damage then I expected. I have been locked away in an abandoned wear house since last entry. The reason i write now, is because i made a huge mess and probably the biggest mistake for the month. The person i had hit was no other then Old Bones himself, biggest crime lord that has hit Joker Town, all of New York for that matter, since the mutations. Nobody knows what he wants, he already has it all, money, ladies (surprisingly since all he is is a bag of bones with clothing on), power, anything you name he has other. then a human body.
The knock on the door was his goons apprehending me and beating me to a pulp and tieing me up here with nothing more then a giant half man half moose joker. for some odd reason i was able to beat him down without a problem. It seems too easy. I havent bothered to check his body yet. I better before something really does hap...
This weekend wasn't all that bad. but it was nothing to shout over too. I re-vamped an old addiction and hate my family for it. Damn Matrix. So i have been thinking of finding a matrix code GIF for my background on my phone and my laptop so i have that feeling of being a bad*** for the nerdy giggles of it in general.
April 4th:
Tomorrow turned into three days later. That ball bearing did more damage then I expected. I have been locked away in an abandoned wear house since last entry. The reason i write now, is because i made a huge mess and probably the biggest mistake for the month. The person i had hit was no other then Old Bones himself, biggest crime lord that has hit Joker Town, all of New York for that matter, since the mutations. Nobody knows what he wants, he already has it all, money, ladies (surprisingly since all he is is a bag of bones with clothing on), power, anything you name he has other. then a human body.
The knock on the door was his goons apprehending me and beating me to a pulp and tieing me up here with nothing more then a giant half man half moose joker. for some odd reason i was able to beat him down without a problem. It seems too easy. I havent bothered to check his body yet. I better before something really does hap...
Friday, April 1, 2011
April 1st
Considering it is BEDA (blog everyday April) I'm going to both tell about myself a little on that day and a little bit of the journal story i will work on.
Today: its 8:58 and i was reading one of my friends blogs and i learned about BEDA so i decided to participate. I'm writing this while a friend of mine is sitting behind me cussing under his breath xD because he is playing Mortal Combat 2.. This is humorous to listen to and watch. So i have this French song i needed to memorize by today... Yeah that didn't happen but it was worth the shot right? I dunno. I'm feeling daring today though to so I'm going to see what happens.
Story:
This was an idea i developed while playing a game called Mutants & Masterminds and how you pick your character is with a dice roll. get a 19 or 20 then you are a ace/superhero then 3 through 18 is a joker with an ace power. 1 or 2 and you have a deuce which is a hard core joker with a really dumb cheesy power for example being able to use only your thumb as a lighter, or being able to hover a centimeter from the ground, but you cant move. So this story is going to be about a joker's journal, i thought it would be appropriate because it is April 1st.
April 1st:
I live in the slums of New York City in a town called Joker Town. There isn't much else here other then the common freak and the uncommon Ace that decides to strut around town pretending he is hot s***. I live in an old run down apartment complex in downtown area of Joker Town, Apartment room B3. I have this obsession Collecting metal. but it think it might be due to the fact i can control it like i am now. To say the least i don't have complete control of it. For example. There it went out the window. Another poor fool going to get hit with a ball bearing. Deary I hope he isn't adhesive like the last one... That's a lawsuit for another time. I'm not like the other jokers where I have major mutations. I look quite human actually minus the freakishly long monkey tail which if I truly wanted i could hide without a problem. Before the "accident" i was a normal everyday new york cop. Average in every way. Then one day we got a call. A drunk alien, which had landed in what is now joker town, stopped to ask me, for directions, I tried to bring him to the station and then he ran back to his ship, which we later realized had pieces stolen from it, which caused a leak in the ship which spread through all the downtown area affecting all the people in it. That is how i am here now. This genetic mutation caused New York to split the civilians and the jokers apart, and the Aces hold us to that division.
I hear a knock at the door. Will continue on tomorrow.
Today: its 8:58 and i was reading one of my friends blogs and i learned about BEDA so i decided to participate. I'm writing this while a friend of mine is sitting behind me cussing under his breath xD because he is playing Mortal Combat 2.. This is humorous to listen to and watch. So i have this French song i needed to memorize by today... Yeah that didn't happen but it was worth the shot right? I dunno. I'm feeling daring today though to so I'm going to see what happens.
Story:
This was an idea i developed while playing a game called Mutants & Masterminds and how you pick your character is with a dice roll. get a 19 or 20 then you are a ace/superhero then 3 through 18 is a joker with an ace power. 1 or 2 and you have a deuce which is a hard core joker with a really dumb cheesy power for example being able to use only your thumb as a lighter, or being able to hover a centimeter from the ground, but you cant move. So this story is going to be about a joker's journal, i thought it would be appropriate because it is April 1st.
April 1st:
I live in the slums of New York City in a town called Joker Town. There isn't much else here other then the common freak and the uncommon Ace that decides to strut around town pretending he is hot s***. I live in an old run down apartment complex in downtown area of Joker Town, Apartment room B3. I have this obsession Collecting metal. but it think it might be due to the fact i can control it like i am now. To say the least i don't have complete control of it. For example. There it went out the window. Another poor fool going to get hit with a ball bearing. Deary I hope he isn't adhesive like the last one... That's a lawsuit for another time. I'm not like the other jokers where I have major mutations. I look quite human actually minus the freakishly long monkey tail which if I truly wanted i could hide without a problem. Before the "accident" i was a normal everyday new york cop. Average in every way. Then one day we got a call. A drunk alien, which had landed in what is now joker town, stopped to ask me, for directions, I tried to bring him to the station and then he ran back to his ship, which we later realized had pieces stolen from it, which caused a leak in the ship which spread through all the downtown area affecting all the people in it. That is how i am here now. This genetic mutation caused New York to split the civilians and the jokers apart, and the Aces hold us to that division.
I hear a knock at the door. Will continue on tomorrow.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
****
Not going to lie i don't feel so motivated today.. i have been sitting here doing N-O-T-H-I-N-G almost all day and then i stopped to think.. its a long time till 2:30 pm. currently... 1:25 pm. I hate how i waste my days sitting here and reading non stop random articles and i have nothing to write. i have lost my muse. GRAWR
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Lets Make It About You
I seem to catch myself at the worst times
Thinking of you.
My heart races
Hands go clammy but then I see
It was nothing but a dream
I wake up in the evening
In wish to see your face
But empty space stands before me
This cloud of passion I feel
Is unbearably cold
And I am left to ask
Where did my passion go?
Long gone I feel o’ so alone
Yet her smile bring warmth to my soul
I have yet to believe, that is not fake.
O’ to the weary soul who feels the demise
Of the cold winter eyes
I understand your pain
I listen to your cries
Is it so much to ask,
You hear my out cries?
Monday, March 7, 2011
Banned Book-1 Anarchist Cookbook.
It started with a question. "What should I do a report on?" then it hit me. The Anarchist Cookbook but i didn't stop there i decided to go out of my way and look up other banned books from all over the world and i found a website that shows a small list of them.
http://www.bookrags.com/wiki/List_of_banned_books
This website has a list of books being banned since Nazi Germany to Over-Dramatic U.S. opinions.
The first book that i decided to review (which i did not read im only getting an idea of it from wiki because if i even look it up im asking for trouble with government officials) is
The Anarchist Cookbook
by William Powell
This book was originally created because of a revolt against the Vietnam War. A man (William Powell) was involuntarily sent to war he did not believe in, so as a "return in favor" he developed the cookbook, which was all about learning how to make bombs, weapons, and deadly gases. The book has no true connection to what anarchy is
Dictating that this book was only made out of the sheer anger he had towards the government for sending him to Vietnam. William, later on in his career, tried to get it to stop being published because of his change of faith towards Angelican Christianity. The book kept getting published till 1991 when the publisher Lyle Stuart sold his company.
The book, when reviewed, was never really a true threat considering more then half of the "recipes" didn't even work.
My Opinion
This book proves how poisoning politics can be. Because if it weren't for the Vietnam war then then this book would not have been created, though it causes little harm (unless you find one of the few recipes that work) this book should not be such a pain in the governments ass. They should be riding the people with the new versions of the book.
All info was gathered from Wikipedia!
http://www.bookrags.com/wiki/List_of_banned_books
This website has a list of books being banned since Nazi Germany to Over-Dramatic U.S. opinions.
The first book that i decided to review (which i did not read im only getting an idea of it from wiki because if i even look it up im asking for trouble with government officials) is
The Anarchist Cookbook
by William Powell
This book was originally created because of a revolt against the Vietnam War. A man (William Powell) was involuntarily sent to war he did not believe in, so as a "return in favor" he developed the cookbook, which was all about learning how to make bombs, weapons, and deadly gases. The book has no true connection to what anarchy is
Definition of ANARCHY
1
a : absence of governmentb : a state of lawlessness or political disorder due to the absence of governmental authorityc : a utopian society of individuals who enjoy complete freedom without government
2
a : absence or denial of any authority or established orderb : absence of order : disorder <not manicured plots but a wild anarchy of nature — Israel Shenker>
Dictating that this book was only made out of the sheer anger he had towards the government for sending him to Vietnam. William, later on in his career, tried to get it to stop being published because of his change of faith towards Angelican Christianity. The book kept getting published till 1991 when the publisher Lyle Stuart sold his company.
The book, when reviewed, was never really a true threat considering more then half of the "recipes" didn't even work.
My Opinion
This book proves how poisoning politics can be. Because if it weren't for the Vietnam war then then this book would not have been created, though it causes little harm (unless you find one of the few recipes that work) this book should not be such a pain in the governments ass. They should be riding the people with the new versions of the book.
All info was gathered from Wikipedia!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Miracle
Like a beam of light that
strikes the surface of the
water, It dances across
the ripples of this poisoned
town. He breathed in the bitter
and breathed out the worst.
The crystal clear air we could
not handle
Choking
Gagging
Gasping for the air we corrupted
It settled in our lungs as we
squirmed and twitched
drowned in the miracle
that laid upon us.
So pure it lay through our fingers
so precious, it strangled the foolhardy
and yet it would not be seen.
a miracle that would not stop re-occurring
Review
Corruption is a thing of society whether it be by businesses or government it creeps around every corner and crevice of a town, state, country. There is always some form of corruption i believe the world would be better without it, i believe if it wasn't for corruption our world would be in better condition.
strikes the surface of the
water, It dances across
the ripples of this poisoned
town. He breathed in the bitter
and breathed out the worst.
The crystal clear air we could
not handle
Choking
Gagging
Gasping for the air we corrupted
It settled in our lungs as we
squirmed and twitched
drowned in the miracle
that laid upon us.
So pure it lay through our fingers
so precious, it strangled the foolhardy
and yet it would not be seen.
a miracle that would not stop re-occurring
Review
Corruption is a thing of society whether it be by businesses or government it creeps around every corner and crevice of a town, state, country. There is always some form of corruption i believe the world would be better without it, i believe if it wasn't for corruption our world would be in better condition.
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