2.27.2009

pic edit :)


just for fun, and lack of anything to say, I made a pic edit! LOL

2.25.2009

Dariah LaVerne, aka "D"

add her on your myspace now! ^^ please?

roleplayers instantly accepted... unless i find them unsuitable or something o.o


http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=455541448

2.22.2009

D, in the form of Death Note's L, N, etc...

D. .

A mysterious figure arises from a foggy afternoon in some town of a far far future where robots walk the street among humans, cars look like concept cars, solar powered is the way to go, and gas stations are becoming obsolete; space flight is more common, and humanity has populated other planets besides Earth! The year is 2284. It's around spring time in the Western Hemisphere of futuristic Earth. Humanity has shifted their ways of pollution only now because of strict rules written as law by the United Nations, which has taken over as a sort of Council of Earth, and have become the leaders of the world.

Crime still lurks in the slums of Earth's most populated cities, as well as other planets now occupied by humans. On one particular planet, there resides the mysterious detective of sorts. The police only know of her as "D" a codename that suits as that is the screen used.... Only a handful of police joke that she's the new "L", having to explain about a manga and anime series from years ago called "Death Note". Most don't take this seriously; and some despise "D".

Mostly because of the techniques she uses to catch criminals, sometimes against the rules, and sometimes strictly abiding them.


{Idea I just thought of. wanted to write it down and get some suggestions and such from my readers here :D So tell me what you think ^.^ It will probably change up a bit, of course. This is just the rough draft of sorts.}

2.21.2009

shattered glass

So anyway, I downloaded this one remix of SHATTERED GLASS by... hehehe Britney Spears! a new tune off her Circus album. anyway, i love this song... so yeah >.> been listening to it all day and night yesterday. Not tired of it just yet hehehe

But besides that point I wanted to say....

If you could ask me 3 questions and I could answer them.... what would you ask me? :D
Ask them in comments and I'll answer them!!!! :D

2.20.2009

HAPPY FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

WOOHOO!!! I've been 22 for a week... and nothing seems spectacular just yet o.0
No fireworks.
No sudden appearances of any mysterious beings of aliens O.o

hmm... being 22 isn't as exotic as i.... DIDNT imagine LOL

Yeah I'm making things up. Creativity is the best entertainment, after all!


So.... I'm sitting here, munching on dove chocolate.... and then i realize as i reach into the bag.... I just ate the last one in the bag XD
So yeah, guess what is already happening? @_@ I've turned hyper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Hyper Dee is most dangerous and entertaining XD Keep a look out, I might raid a town near you!!! LOL

2.19.2009

la la la :)

So anyway, this week has been interesting. . . .

New fave song :)
3OH!3 "Don't Trust Me"



that song makes for great racing on Burnout Paradise... hehehe... the game I've been playing for the past some hours @_@ Anyway, don't really feel like adding to the story at the moment...

Nothing really to broadcast at the moment, either. Family's recovering from the flu and colds; we're just now only coughing and junk. :P I found an RPG game for the Gameboy Advance called Breath of Fire, also got the second [gameboy advance as well]. So far it's... interesting. LoL.

Anyway, don't feel much like talking any more, so I'll end it here with something the wrapping of my Dove candy said o.0

SHARE A SECRET.

HUG SOMEONE TODAY.


Go eat a Dove chocolate ;)

Uhm no that last one wasn't on the wrapping thing. I just told you to do it cuz I'm a chocolate-aholic!!!!!

2.11.2009

Adventures of The Crew of "The Chandelier".... EPISODE 02

"We're gonna crash!!" Leon shouted, leaning forward, eyes wide as he held onto part of the console that didn't have any buttons or switches. His wild gaze turned towards the captain as Jon struggled with the controls. "We're gonna crash!" Leon said again, as if it needed repeating.

"We heard you the first bloody time!" Deirdre snapped as she returned from the gun turret. She looked at the both of them then out at the view in front of them. "Crash landings are one things I hate most about flying," she grumbled, shifting over to the left to take the chair behind the captain's.

Jon frowned, hands tightening on the yolk that directed the ship's motions. He struggled to keep her steady so at least the ship didn't tear apart before they made it through the moon's thin atmosphere. "We won't die, Leon! Now hush up and help me!"

Leon swallowed hard, still convinced he had mere moments to live, but moved over to help make sure the ship was holding steady as steady could happen.

"Shut up, Leon," Valentine eyed him.

"I didn't say anything!"

"You were thinking it! So shut up!"

"Now is not the time for you two to bicker!"


One of the consoles above them sparked before catching fire.

"Ah!" Leon turned his attention away from helping Jon keep the ship steady. His gaze widened on the enflamed console part.

"I got it. Keep your eyes where they need to be," Valentine got up, snatching the fire extinguisher set in the back wall of the cockpit. In moments, she had that fire, then another, put out.

Leon turned back to the console, then let his gaze roam a bit up to the view before them. The fire from the atmosphere lit up the cockpit with enough light to last for a good day or two; but there was no way to harness its energy to do so. Eventually it gave way as The Chandelier broke atmosphere and was in the moon's lower atmospheres. Various alarms throughout the ship were going off at once; lights flashing, meters blinking about the fast drop in altitude.

"This is gonna leave a mark..." Valentine cringed as she shoved the fire extinguisher back in place then took her seat, watching them without much other noise or words.


Jon kept his hands as steady on the yolk as he could. The ship was rattling violently now, almost knocking out the noise of the alarms.


"We're gonna die.... We're gonna die..." Leon was murmuring under his breath as he watched the altitude meter drop farther and farther, faster and faster as the ship fell from the greenish sky of the moon's habitable atmosphere and towards its rocky grounds below.

"We would pick a mountainous part of the moon...." Valentine remarked.

"We're gonna..."

"Would you shut up?" Valentine eyed him again. "I don't like someone telling me on repeat that I'm going to die! Once is enough, twice is a little annoying, more than that makes me want to kill myself and get it over with!"

Leon ignored her. He was going to die anyway... At least he could die fast, if he kept irritating her enough, that is. At the rate he was going, he was almost pushing her to that point. He didn't dare look back and see if he was succeeding or not.

"We.... will... not... die!" Jon declared. His words were sharpened by the ship crashing into the grounds below. The sound of metal being ripped from its seals irritated the area. The ship bounced up, skidded through the air for a moment, then slammed back down to the ground below again, jerking them about like rag dolls along for a bumpy ride.

Valentine reached up and snagged hold of a latch on the ceiling. Leon let out a yelp and closed his eyes as he went back to holding onto the console for dear life. Jon continued to fight for control of the ship, trying his best not to let her tear apart already.

A few more jolts and jumps, and the ship refused to bounce any more. It eventually skidded to a halt after crushing more than a few miles of landscape on the moon's habitable surface.

Leon kept his eyes closed, determined he was dead. He was leaned forward, unmoving until he felt something smack him hard on the back of the head.

He jolt around, eyes wide open as he stared at Valentine. "Congratulations, you're not dead, and neither am I or the captain." She smirked.




to be continued

2.03.2009

Adventures of The Crew of "The Chandelier".... EPISODE 01

The time was around lunch; the year was 2109.

It's a Monday. And no matter how many years in the future any human being is, Mondays will always suck. There was only one good Monday the crew of the Chandelier ever knew of: pay day. That was perhaps the only time they knew of a good Monday.

Today, was not a good Monday. Pay day had since long been moved to Fridays, and at that it was the first of each standard month. That had been last week, and already supplies appeared to be low.

The captain looked around the console of the cockpit. The slightest touch of the wrong button could send their ship into a mad spin, or just simply destroy it. Or, to the lack of excitement, just turn the power off until the button was pressed again.

The captain was a rather well-built man of great wisdom, and quiet nature. He appeared to be in his late-forties perhaps. But in truth, he was nearing sixty. His jaw was roughened up with unshaved hairs. He liked the rugged, unshaven look; and, oddly, it went nicely with his features. His name was not hard to forget, but would have been lost in any directory of any city: Jon McDaniel Smith.

The same could not be said for the co-pilot, the Chandelier's second in command, and the best engineer around: Leon Taylor. Leon was perhaps in his mid-twenties, not much experience except what he had as a mechanic in a port city of the highly populated and trafficked planet of Mo'atakka. He had come about becoming second mate of the ship mostly because he was the first person Jon had hired upon retiring from his luxurious position of a big company that dealt with selling goods to different planets.

Jon had wanted adventure, and had gone off to do just that instead of retiring like he was expected to. To further his excitement, he had bought a ship that was more fitted for a larger crew than he had ended up with. It ran smoothly through space, however, despite lacking the minimum amount for a crew.

The last hire the captain had needed was someone for communications and, if needed, security and weapons. He did not really think there would be too much need for the latter, but he did desire a well-educated translator, fluent in more languages than he had ever heard of. Despite his lofty position, he had always relied upon a droid to do this duty. Now that he was retired and off for adventures, he felt a droid would just burden him more than an organic being. What he had landed was a pirate of sorts, well-educated in more than he could have hoped for: fluent in five thousand languages, most of which were far too similar to be counted as separate, yet were classified as such; skilled with just about any piece of weaponry; and a history of knowing the underworld better than most so-called pirates.

What gave the kick of entertainment was the fact that this pirate was a woman. Deirdre Valentine, was her name, but most of the mercenaries and pirates apparently referred to her as Bloody Valentine. For whatever reason, Jon wasn't a hundred percent sure, he just knew that Valentine was just about the nastiest person whenever she got angry. The type of person you would always want to belong on their good side; she took no prisoners, and had no reason to keep any either.


That was his crew.

A young engineer and a ill-tempered pirate.

Well that was suppose to be all of his crew..... An unexpected journey was brought upon by the lack of supplies that had come upon them recently. The nearest civilized planet that Valentine had suggested was Rosh. It was a lot like the ancestral Earth that was so far away from their present time: lush with foliage and oceans, towering skyscrapers in the civilized parts, and the thrill of independence within each denizen.

It seemed like as a good a place as any, and things seemed just fine.... But it was Monday. And nothing ever seemed to go right on Monday. Jon's suspicions were right, much to the other two's dismay.

Pirates lurked in these areas sometimes, hoping for a good prey to fly right into their traps. It was unfortunate that they had set up one just recently and were awaiting a victim to slide right into the trap without taking a second thought of going ahead. Valentine should have known about it, and perhaps she had and just was in a sour mood and wanted everyone else's day to be rotten.

For whatever reason it was, Valentine didn't say a word about the possibility of a pirate trap. And so, the Chandelier flew right into the trap without hesitation in anything.

The trap was sprung; the pirates attacked without a second wasted.

Despite her efforts in the guns, Valentine wasn't able to stop the horde of pirate ships from taking down the ship's shields. Of which led to the over-confidence of the pirates shooting again. This time, the damage was bad for them all. The laser blasts hit a weak spot in the engine area, striking hard the ship's main core of power. The explosion rattled the ship right into the orbit of Rosh's moon, and without much power or anything to help, the ship headed right for a disastrous crash landing.....

to be continued

2.01.2009

ode to blah

Soooo.... first day of February and I'm BORED!!!! No one's really online persay. They're online, just not around the computer I guess...? Well I know one person whom I WANT to be online isn't online :P blech... miss him a lot right now XD

Anyway, Dishes need to be washed, but I don't want to... I just want to crawl back into bed and sleep and sleep and sleep! I'm so tired and I don't know why!!!!!! O.o too much work, perhaps? Who knows.



So anyway, I'm trying to figure out what to do for this blog! Kinda hard, because there's a thousand things I could do @_@
>.> If you didn't know how indecisive I could be, now's your chance to get reacquainted with me lol.....


So ideas have been tossed at me. Well one at least lol... But I don't know. Good idea yes, but it doesn't seem to have what I want... whatever that is! :P I'll know it when it runs into me like a runaway train... :P


So for now, I'm just going to leave with a declaration:


ZOMG!!!! MY HAIR'S SO SHORTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!! [yes, i got my hair cut last night!]