Hey, I'm back without a vengence, seriously, no vengence on the mind what so ever.
I mean its not very good to be filled with vengence, you begin to obsess over it and then eventually when it takes over you life you explode.
Literally, bodies parts flying everywhich way and that mate, and then you have to pull yourself back together.
Guess what...come on I'm waiting, no answer well what did I expect, you can't answer back unless you somehow can, and I'm not aware of that.
Hmmm....interesting, where was I?
Oh yeah Vengence, no wait that doesn't quite seem right but I will throw myslef into fixing up bad spelling...not. Well anyway, seeing as I can't remember what I was going to write, even though all I have to do is look a little above what I'm writing right now to find out, I'll go onto different topic...not that I can think of one right now.
Hmmm...oh I know, I've got holidays now, yay for me, the great underlord o the darkness...uh Lord of darkness yeah that's right you heard me.
Sephiroth is cool!
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Monday, November 08, 2004
The return of the Lord of Darkness
I try and I try and I try, but does it get me anywhere?
Well actually it tends to get me lots of places, and it actually gets me pretty far.
Well at least I think it does.
The name of this is so long and cliche' when you think about it.
Its a general name used by Tolkien and even the Great George Lucas.
Ring any bells?
Well seeing as I don't have bells and you probably don't yourself, it doesn't but it probably brings up soem memeroies.
Now what is the biggest thing in the world, and no its not in Texas, or even America.
Guess what it is, come on guess.
Well seeing as you can't and I don't know either, I'll drop that...thingie.
Anyway yes...hmmm.
I hate school, I mean well actually I'm in a free block so I have school off, which would be pretty obvious as I wouldn't be writing this in class.
To distracting.
Well not reaaly, but anyway, blah...blah blah blah.
Onto another character of mine I didn't name myself after.
Calden Sey'Levraan a long name that may or may not be good.
I would like to get a comment on some of my names I use as well, if anyone feels up to it.
Once known as the Lord of Darkness, and defeated many millenia ago in a brutal war that only the Dragonar and the Elves can remember he has been reborn. All that was evil in him has been purged, a very big man standing nearly nine feet tall, he has huge Demonic wings extending from his back, and carries a massive crooked sword called Zweivedar, it has a saw edge on one side and a straight blade on the other and it burns with the light of his godly power.
Calden is the most powerful member of the council of the Gods, that are currently present, but is by far the youngest and least experienced, he can be very judgemental at times. And is perhaps a little too trusting of his own abilities. He carries the scars that he recieved before he ascended to godhood, and is responsible for the forming of the Orphan League.
Named becuase he and his ally who is known as the Dragoon are both orphans. If its not to obvious.
Well I think I'll wrap it up now.
Please comment if you read this, they help feed my mighty(as in miniuscule) ego.
I always need fuel to feed the fire.
Well actually it tends to get me lots of places, and it actually gets me pretty far.
Well at least I think it does.
The name of this is so long and cliche' when you think about it.
Its a general name used by Tolkien and even the Great George Lucas.
Ring any bells?
Well seeing as I don't have bells and you probably don't yourself, it doesn't but it probably brings up soem memeroies.
Now what is the biggest thing in the world, and no its not in Texas, or even America.
Guess what it is, come on guess.
Well seeing as you can't and I don't know either, I'll drop that...thingie.
Anyway yes...hmmm.
I hate school, I mean well actually I'm in a free block so I have school off, which would be pretty obvious as I wouldn't be writing this in class.
To distracting.
Well not reaaly, but anyway, blah...blah blah blah.
Onto another character of mine I didn't name myself after.
Calden Sey'Levraan a long name that may or may not be good.
I would like to get a comment on some of my names I use as well, if anyone feels up to it.
Once known as the Lord of Darkness, and defeated many millenia ago in a brutal war that only the Dragonar and the Elves can remember he has been reborn. All that was evil in him has been purged, a very big man standing nearly nine feet tall, he has huge Demonic wings extending from his back, and carries a massive crooked sword called Zweivedar, it has a saw edge on one side and a straight blade on the other and it burns with the light of his godly power.
Calden is the most powerful member of the council of the Gods, that are currently present, but is by far the youngest and least experienced, he can be very judgemental at times. And is perhaps a little too trusting of his own abilities. He carries the scars that he recieved before he ascended to godhood, and is responsible for the forming of the Orphan League.
Named becuase he and his ally who is known as the Dragoon are both orphans. If its not to obvious.
Well I think I'll wrap it up now.
Please comment if you read this, they help feed my mighty(as in miniuscule) ego.
I always need fuel to feed the fire.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Hey, maybe people will actually read this!
Well, my first ever Blog.
Feels like, nothing all that interesting though.
Ah who am I kidding I love writing it's in my blood...well not really but its one of my favorite hobbies, its kinda of like well...no clue but anyway.
Well anyway, I am a 16 year old guy, typical thick glasses, but very tall and wiry and I hate being picked on and called a nerd and foureyes and...well you get the picture, I hate name callings, unless I do it to myself of course then it becomes okay.
Ya know normally when I write things like this I tend to be on a sugar rush, I can get very silly.
Oh and did I mention I like writing?
Well if I didn't I do. It's become almost an obsession to me, when I'm bored I write, when I'm in the middle of class I write, and when I'm not near a pen and a piece of paper, my hand itches to write, and so I draw on myself if I can, overwise I fiddle with my hands. Ya know twiddling the thumbs and stuff.
Well enough about me lets get onto more about me.
Well the character from my story I named myself after on this blog, Eledor.
If your reading this and you are a consistant player of Final Fantasy games think of a Sephiroth looking person, except with a lot more concealing black cloak with a big hood, he still has the katana type sword though. He acts kind of like a souless mercenary except e completes assingments till the end of the contract. He doesn't really care about others and the like.
Now he starts off a bit like a bastard but the reasons for this are because of nightmarish past experiences. Entire social cirles of friends and family getting wiped off, his greatest love dying in his arms, and him having to serve her murderer as a kind of servant for a time. Before all those things happened he could be described as typically heroic type person.
Chuck in the fact that he's an elf, the son of a mysterious person his mother doesn'yt even know who, and its not a star wars type thing, where they happen to come into existence at the wim of tiny energy producing organelles in cells, he actually has father, I don't write such uh...well I don't think small things make great things happen. I think its more of a combined effort.
Now enough of me babbling on about...uh...whatever I was babbling about and onto another subject I'm thinking of writing my story here, get it looked at by people and hopefully get some feedback, like on bits where to improve my style of writing, areas which need more detail and the like.
Well anyway, my story is set on a planet(yes it would have to be) that happens to actually be at the exact centre of the universe, yes everything revolves around it, I also have gods, and stuff as well. Most of them tend to live on and off the planet as well.
Now to another matter that is completly of the topic, ya know if you type fast keyboards make a lot of sound? Well I did, it's kind of blatantly obvious.
And here's another useless fact, 96.6% of all poll results are made up on the spot.
And soap is not a good substitue for toothpaste, it tastes awful.
Sit straight enjoy life, die happy or at least fulfilled, and not for reasons which sacrifice yourself for an abstract course in which the sacrifice means very little in the great sceme of things.
Ha...philiosphy is fun, untile it gets serious.
Now on a more humerous note, here's a smaple of what happens when I go hyper.
Somewhere a long long time ago in the past far in the future, a small spider crawled along a cliff edge.
Sudenly a mighty wind capable of lifting leaves off the ground blew the little spider off the cliffs and into the clouds.
The spider then became forever know as the Queen of the clouds, or Hurpy Lucan Dobby Billif Sandre Philis Yamachi Todo Bogan for sshort, or HLDBSPYTB for evenshorter purposes.
In another place the world exploded, don't know why it just did. What do you think I am, a rocket scientist? Well if you do your wrong, foolish mortals. Well anyway the world then wished itself back into existence and gods came into being.
As did appropiratite churches, and of course people, where would gods be if there were no people to belive in them, let me tell you. Absolutely no where, they wouldn't even be known to exist, whatever happened to ANubis and them, Oh and who can forget Odin, oh wait you already did, or not whichever takes your fancy. Anyway soon friction grew between the varying cultures onto a friendly greeting between them was like this, "Bugger off wankers." and stuff like that, generally impolite stuff, basically what America is built on.
Oh by the way if you're an american and you read this I meant no offence to you personnally, just towards the media and the government of America as a whole.
Of cousre a war started and the gods became involved some threw lightning bolts others sent forks.
Now if your asking yourself "Why forks?" well let me tell you, I have absolutely no idea either, it just happened.
Anyway the gods who got hit with forks imediatly got electricuted and the gods who got hit by lightning got...stabbed?
huh? that doesn't quite sound right, maybe its the other way around ah well doesn't matter. Unless of cousre it does.
Well unless I get some sort of comment about this crap that I just wrote I'm not writing anymore...aw who am I kididng I love doing this...well love is to strong of a word, maybe like...nah, to strong to maybe...well at least I don't dislike it that much is clear or I wouldn't have written so much.
Man I hope someone reads this, it'll be such a waste of my time if no one does.
And I hope its not just friends, that I've met before.
Well as they say where I come from...hmm, what do they say?
Probably Goodbye, or see ya nothing to facy I think.
Oh and LONG LIVE THE AUSTRALIAN EMP....?
Wait a minute isn't it Br....aw who cares, Australia so much better, its longer and starts with an A...that's got to count for somehitng I guess.
Well that's all folks, join me next time in Eledor's World.
Just don't get lost on the way...if you can...mwahahahahahhahaHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHa...(cough)...uh excuse me.
Feels like, nothing all that interesting though.
Ah who am I kidding I love writing it's in my blood...well not really but its one of my favorite hobbies, its kinda of like well...no clue but anyway.
Well anyway, I am a 16 year old guy, typical thick glasses, but very tall and wiry and I hate being picked on and called a nerd and foureyes and...well you get the picture, I hate name callings, unless I do it to myself of course then it becomes okay.
Ya know normally when I write things like this I tend to be on a sugar rush, I can get very silly.
Oh and did I mention I like writing?
Well if I didn't I do. It's become almost an obsession to me, when I'm bored I write, when I'm in the middle of class I write, and when I'm not near a pen and a piece of paper, my hand itches to write, and so I draw on myself if I can, overwise I fiddle with my hands. Ya know twiddling the thumbs and stuff.
Well enough about me lets get onto more about me.
Well the character from my story I named myself after on this blog, Eledor.
If your reading this and you are a consistant player of Final Fantasy games think of a Sephiroth looking person, except with a lot more concealing black cloak with a big hood, he still has the katana type sword though. He acts kind of like a souless mercenary except e completes assingments till the end of the contract. He doesn't really care about others and the like.
Now he starts off a bit like a bastard but the reasons for this are because of nightmarish past experiences. Entire social cirles of friends and family getting wiped off, his greatest love dying in his arms, and him having to serve her murderer as a kind of servant for a time. Before all those things happened he could be described as typically heroic type person.
Chuck in the fact that he's an elf, the son of a mysterious person his mother doesn'yt even know who, and its not a star wars type thing, where they happen to come into existence at the wim of tiny energy producing organelles in cells, he actually has father, I don't write such uh...well I don't think small things make great things happen. I think its more of a combined effort.
Now enough of me babbling on about...uh...whatever I was babbling about and onto another subject I'm thinking of writing my story here, get it looked at by people and hopefully get some feedback, like on bits where to improve my style of writing, areas which need more detail and the like.
Well anyway, my story is set on a planet(yes it would have to be) that happens to actually be at the exact centre of the universe, yes everything revolves around it, I also have gods, and stuff as well. Most of them tend to live on and off the planet as well.
Now to another matter that is completly of the topic, ya know if you type fast keyboards make a lot of sound? Well I did, it's kind of blatantly obvious.
And here's another useless fact, 96.6% of all poll results are made up on the spot.
And soap is not a good substitue for toothpaste, it tastes awful.
Sit straight enjoy life, die happy or at least fulfilled, and not for reasons which sacrifice yourself for an abstract course in which the sacrifice means very little in the great sceme of things.
Ha...philiosphy is fun, untile it gets serious.
Now on a more humerous note, here's a smaple of what happens when I go hyper.
Somewhere a long long time ago in the past far in the future, a small spider crawled along a cliff edge.
Sudenly a mighty wind capable of lifting leaves off the ground blew the little spider off the cliffs and into the clouds.
The spider then became forever know as the Queen of the clouds, or Hurpy Lucan Dobby Billif Sandre Philis Yamachi Todo Bogan for sshort, or HLDBSPYTB for evenshorter purposes.
In another place the world exploded, don't know why it just did. What do you think I am, a rocket scientist? Well if you do your wrong, foolish mortals. Well anyway the world then wished itself back into existence and gods came into being.
As did appropiratite churches, and of course people, where would gods be if there were no people to belive in them, let me tell you. Absolutely no where, they wouldn't even be known to exist, whatever happened to ANubis and them, Oh and who can forget Odin, oh wait you already did, or not whichever takes your fancy. Anyway soon friction grew between the varying cultures onto a friendly greeting between them was like this, "Bugger off wankers." and stuff like that, generally impolite stuff, basically what America is built on.
Oh by the way if you're an american and you read this I meant no offence to you personnally, just towards the media and the government of America as a whole.
Of cousre a war started and the gods became involved some threw lightning bolts others sent forks.
Now if your asking yourself "Why forks?" well let me tell you, I have absolutely no idea either, it just happened.
Anyway the gods who got hit with forks imediatly got electricuted and the gods who got hit by lightning got...stabbed?
huh? that doesn't quite sound right, maybe its the other way around ah well doesn't matter. Unless of cousre it does.
Well unless I get some sort of comment about this crap that I just wrote I'm not writing anymore...aw who am I kididng I love doing this...well love is to strong of a word, maybe like...nah, to strong to maybe...well at least I don't dislike it that much is clear or I wouldn't have written so much.
Man I hope someone reads this, it'll be such a waste of my time if no one does.
And I hope its not just friends, that I've met before.
Well as they say where I come from...hmm, what do they say?
Probably Goodbye, or see ya nothing to facy I think.
Oh and LONG LIVE THE AUSTRALIAN EMP....?
Wait a minute isn't it Br....aw who cares, Australia so much better, its longer and starts with an A...that's got to count for somehitng I guess.
Well that's all folks, join me next time in Eledor's World.
Just don't get lost on the way...if you can...mwahahahahahhahaHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHa...(cough)...uh excuse me.
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