Ya know, writing this is like ripping out someone else's heart and looking at it, well not really

Hi it's me again the indomitable Lord of Darkness, Eledor back to try to fry someone else's brain with my meandering and unusual style of writng.
One can only hope.
Now anyway back to a business which I know nothing about and would like to know nothing about, rubbish bin people. Who would honestly want their job, I mean SERIOUSLY its rubbish and oh man I just lost the argument to myself.
It's gone to that place in my head where a lot of good ideas disappear to and are never seen again, ya know the thumb.
Well now that I think about I'm probably wrong, now for something that has nothing to do with everything that has come before, who designs the rubbish bins and I wonder if they are extremly successful becuase of their design, I mean everyone has at least one maybe three. But don't ask me because if I knew why would I be asking you? Honestly, somepeople should think more about what they say...wait a minute, you can't answer me!
Bwahahahaha and Mwahahahaha and various other evil sounding laughs.
Yes I know what you must be thinking about now, why am I reading this when I could be saving the chicken in the oven from burning?
Well let me tell you, go save that chicken, oh and never cook a chicken with its head attached, they make noices. YEs they do, Oh the agaony of the noice they make.
Noice, noise...hmm, noise it is, noice it ain't, better remember that next time.
But who says this is the last time...huh huh!? Well I certainly didn't so put those knives away and stop threatening your siblings, they don't deserve it...the TV does. It whats makes people evil supervillains bent on taking over the world, kitchen sinks first, then they will work their way up to pools and eventually into the very thing everyone considers more important then anything else, air.
Without air we will all die and be dead. Yes so dead will we be.
But onto another less terryifyingly stupid topic of discussion...ah who am I kidding, blenders are back and with a vengence, OH MY GOD! It just ain't my hand, ah its bleeding everywhere, all over the keyboard and everything.
I'm starting to get woozy...maybe I should sto.......





















Ah just playing with ya.
My hands still attached, after all why would I deliberately stick my hand into a blenders spinning blades of death?
For no good reason, which in other words means, one day socks will fall from the sky and everyone would be with socks.
Oh I wait for that day, well not really I've got enough socks as it is.

Bwahahahahaha

And that is the end of the show, I will never write another blog again.

Ah just playing with ya...

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA

How aout another one?...no answer, which I take as Yes!

Ah yes back to blogging...strage word blogging is.
Yes so strange in fact that I'm going to change the subject...about...now.
There subject changed, now I'm talking about stuff which isn't serious or sad or stupid, well maybe a little stupid, can never have enough stupid. It's what makes the world a fun place to be in.
AT least that is what I think.
I mean honestly without stupid jokes we would all fall on our faces painfully and cry a lot.
Well maybe that's just me, not that thats the case anyway.
Hey this is funner then I first thought.
Yay I've got euphoria back though I'm missing awakfulness, and its not all that late, well if it was a school night I guess it would be, but seeing as its not, its not all that late.
Running away is never a good thing to do. Yes just ask me, running away has caused me so much pain and suffering, yes so much pain.
Well not really, just look at the big picture, ya know that large portrait thing you see in a lot of films.
Hmmm...where do they come from anyway, chickens I mean, what came first the chicken or the egg, well personally I think egg, it was just a horrible mutant chicken dinosaur thing that came out of it. Not your regular horrible mutant like what was meant to happen.
Hey loook at me go.
Now I will write a whole lot of crap...well seeing as I already have I don't really need to so heres something else, that hjas absolutely nothing to do with anything that has come before. Now what was it again? Ah well musn't have been that important if I forgot it so quickly. Bwahahahahaha...hehehe, just couldn't help myself I've been in a very bwahhahaha mood lately.
Bwahahahahahahhahahahahahahaahahaahahaha (Deep breath) hahahahahahahahahahahahhahaahahahaha (cough*hack) man that was stupid.
It's like totally man like stupid, yeah.

Now for something completely different.

Lightning flashed across the darkened sky, the clouds threatening to deposit their great cargo onto the dry ground below.
A figure walked through the coming storm, cloaked in a billowing black cape it continued forwards, along the well worn road. Behind it a trade caravan trundled, though talking was hushed.
Ahead of them a great walled city loomed, the lightning lit up its white washed walls and towering buildings.
One of the merchants of the caravan rode up beside the figure, "Mercenary you have accomplished your contract, and here's your money." the merchant tossed a small bag of coins at the mercenary, who caught it without even looking at the merchant.
The merchant not knowing what else to say to the forbidding mercenary rode back to the rest of the caravan.
The coins disappeared quickly inside the mercenary's cloak.

Aha, a small snippit of my story as it stands.
Needs some work in areas but hey doesn't everything.

Do you know what really gets me annoyed?
Typos...well not really more just flies.
Stupid flying pieces of Crap.
I WILL HAVE MY EYES FREE OF YOU YET!
Oh yes I will, once I make a mighty...hmm revealing to much of plans,
Not that I have any(shifty eyes)

Bwahahahahaha

Well that's it from me Misure Eledor, or however you're meant to spell the Misure part anyway...hahahaha.
Yes very funny...not.
Goodbye, and seeya later...well not really see, more be read later.
Well you get the picture...BUT YOU CAN'T HAVE MINE BWAHAHAHHA...

Hmmm...Everything is not so bright in our world, but must act as if it is.

Man, everynow and then I am in a complete state of euphoria and then I find something out and it brings me crashing to Earth, rather painfully to. You know the falling from a great height type thing, DAMN YOU PARACHUTE WHY DIDN'T YOU WORK!
Ahem...well as I am prone to do when this sort of thing happens I brood, ya know quite seriously, about my standing in the great scheme of things, and how I can best help those who are suffering.
I'm a nice guy, at heart and when it comes down to it, I kinda suck at trying to help those. I think of all these great things to say to make the people feel better, but I can't quite make myself say them.
I'm a bleeding heart, so to speak, bwahahahahaha.
Sugar rush coming in, Oh yeah Euphoria here I come.
Now to make a short blog into something long, I will attempt to write a story based on nothing but what I am thinking of right now.

A long time ago in a universe not unlike ours in many respects there existed life.
Life ruled by a plethora of Gods to whom which all the big decisions fell to in the end, for they knew better then to entrust the greedy majority of their constructs with decisions that would ultimately benefit every race and not just one.
There were four races; humans the most imaginative and ambitious of the four, and also possessing the shortest life span; the Demonas, a tall powerful built race that had the ability to take on forms similar to what we would call Demons; the Dragonar, a race who possessed the extroadinary trait that after a long period of years, (in most cases one thousand) they could transform into their namesake, mighty dragons; and finally the Elves a race as graceful as they were long lived, for Elves had no limit to their lives, they were the most intelligent of the four races and typically shared power with only the Dragonar for none but them copuld compare to their magical might.
However one God grew disatisfied with the order of things and forged a weapon that could kill the devine, and he sought to establish his race for which he was patron of the Demonas to superiority. However the sword he had forged was full of hatred of all living beings and earned the name Ruination as it was at its point the old order was torn down, all but one of the Gods were destoryed by its malignant energies, and he claimed dominion over all other races, placing the Demonas at the head of all other races.
This new order was held together with tyrannical control, and the three other races were severely oppressed and vilified by the Demonas.
This new order lasted for nearly three millenia, and it was a period of high technology, travel between distant planets was possible, finally however the reign of the evil god was put to test, by seven individuals, of unique heritages.
The group was made up of two moon elves, one half-elf, one Demon Elf(an incredibly dangerous cross of Demonas and Elven blood), two humans and one Dragonar.
The leader of the group was called Draicon, and he possessed an incredible power.
One of their first victories over the Demonas involved the collection of two ancient swords, Soulbinder and Soulreleaser, which the two Moon Elves used.
Draicon began to increase in power at a faster rate then the others and soon it became clear that only he stood a chance of defeating the evil God.
Finally in a titanic war, that virtually destroyed almost all of the high tecnology of the era the evil god fell and the weapon that had caused the deaths of all the old gods was sealed away by the Demon Elf, who had it permenantly sealed within him.
These seven individuals soon realised that they had a higher destiny then merely stopping the evil God, each of them soon learned that they were the succesors to the gods, they even found evidence of a ages old prophesy foretelling the destruction of the old gods, the period of darkness and then the coming of the new Gods.
Thus the council of the Gods was created however, Draicon and the Demon Elf disappeared mysteriously, and when the others tried to search for their leader, they found themselves unable to even find a trace of him.
They finally set themselves to rebuilding the shattered races, and for a time a period a prosperity fell on them. However another prophesy came into being, one foretelling the destruction of this newest of orders, and from it a stronger council of Gods would be formed.

And that folks is the prologue to my story.
It probably needs some work here and there but overall its pretty good, and it doesn't reveal any of the backgrounds or back stories of my main characters.
I really hope I can have my dream accomplished. To be a writer I mean.
Well anyway, Sayonara, and good bye and stuff.
Yeah.
Bwahahahaha