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Posted 13 years agoSo I know I don't post on here... at all, other than some stories or poems every so often. I rarely if ever used the journal function but here goes.
When I came home Wednesday night around 9pm I parked in the back alley next to the basement entrance of my townhouse. One of the super's was standing there with his phone calling the police to alert them of a break in. My back door had been kicked in. We went inside and searched the place but nobody was there. The house was in shambles, everything had been torn open and thrown aside in a hurry. Our entertainment system was bare and there were no gamecases. We searched upstairs and saw that my laptop and 1st Gen PS2 had been taken, and my roommate's rooms had been ransacked as well.
All together they got 2 flat screen TV's, a PS3, PS2, XBOX360, 12 games, my laptop and Joe's MacBook. Along with other little things they pocketed, we're out a little over $3500.
I am happy to say that my laptop, the PS3 and the PS2 were busted in one way or another so joke's on you assholes, wherever you are.
It is through my friends selfless donations of a laptop and DS that I am still online talking to all of you and keeping myself from going insane as this all gets worked out. Thank you, you know who you are.
When I came home Wednesday night around 9pm I parked in the back alley next to the basement entrance of my townhouse. One of the super's was standing there with his phone calling the police to alert them of a break in. My back door had been kicked in. We went inside and searched the place but nobody was there. The house was in shambles, everything had been torn open and thrown aside in a hurry. Our entertainment system was bare and there were no gamecases. We searched upstairs and saw that my laptop and 1st Gen PS2 had been taken, and my roommate's rooms had been ransacked as well.
All together they got 2 flat screen TV's, a PS3, PS2, XBOX360, 12 games, my laptop and Joe's MacBook. Along with other little things they pocketed, we're out a little over $3500.
I am happy to say that my laptop, the PS3 and the PS2 were busted in one way or another so joke's on you assholes, wherever you are.
It is through my friends selfless donations of a laptop and DS that I am still online talking to all of you and keeping myself from going insane as this all gets worked out. Thank you, you know who you are.
No Subject
Posted 19 years agoHuh... Look like Antaeus or whatever he changed his alias to is gone. I don't know what happened to him but he's gone. Good riddance! XD
I hope his accounts got deleted!
I hope his accounts got deleted!
Sneak Peek (and opinion asker?)
Posted 19 years agoThis is a bit from my character A.L.T.A.'s next story that I'm working on. The working title is GeneTechs. Basically the synopsis is that A.L.T.A. has been put in charge of a new branch of MI6 that were created by a company called Genetech. The same company that was responsible for A.L.T.A.'s abilities.
In this segment, A.L.T.A. is meeting his new charges and getting to know them a bit. While speaking telepathically with a silent character named Amerigo, the antihero, Guillame Sullivan decides to show the chip on his shoulder. So here goes:
"Not to interrupt ze akward silence, but what are you doing?" The cat said.
I broke my telepathic link and looked to him. "I was talking with him, and you did interrupt." I looked down at my dossier. "You must be Guillame Sullivan. I have quite a bit of information on you. Mostly your record of write-ups and times in the stockade." I looked up at him. "Care to comment on that, lad?"
"I don't like being ordered around." He said with sneer.
"If that's so, then I think you've picked the wrong profession."
He stood and slapped his paws on the table. "None of us wanted to work here! We are all freaks rejected by society!" He unsheathed his claws and growled. "I refused to be ordered against my will!"
"That's not true, Will." James said. "I joined willingly, as did Amerigo."
"Shut up you American pig!" Sullivan spat at James. "Not all of us were given a choice."
"I wasn't but I'm not complaining." Kelvin said. "The alterative is twenty years in a military prison."
Sullivan turned to me. "I refuse to take orders from you. Put me in the stockade if you want, but I warn you." He growled and was ensconsed in light. His fur slowly turned into a light colored wood and he held up his fists. "I'll take your teeth with me."
"That's enough, Sullivan. Sit down." I leafed through my dossier. "Now, I should inform you of my abilities so we can see how we'll work together..."
"Don't ignore me!" Sullivan yelled. He slammed his fist down on the table, breaking it in half. "I'm stronger than you, smarter than you and I've suffered more than you could imagine!" He held up his fists and ran at me. I held out my paw and lifted him with my telekinesis. He flailed about in the air, but i held firm.
"If you're done with your tantrum, I was about to tell you about my abilities. I am a psychic. I can read minds, speak telepathically, move things with my mind and make fire out of thin air. In Glasgow I was the lone operative of the branch known as the Psi Ops." I glared at the wooden cat floating in the air. "As for suffering, you don't know the meaning of it. For 35 years I've lived in the basement of the MI6 office, with no pay and no outside interaction. I was born into her majesty's service and they've been putting me under the knife since the day I was born. I was beaten, abused, ostracized and ignored all my life. The closest thing I had to a friend was murdered by my commanding officer. Don't you ever fucking say you've suffered more than me." Sullivan averted his gaze, trying to avoid my burning stare.
"So if you're ready, we need to continue." I lowered him to the ground and sat in my chair.
I hope you liked it. I'm just a little unsure of how it plays out and i want to get some general opinions if I could please. :3
Thank you very kindly.
In this segment, A.L.T.A. is meeting his new charges and getting to know them a bit. While speaking telepathically with a silent character named Amerigo, the antihero, Guillame Sullivan decides to show the chip on his shoulder. So here goes:
"Not to interrupt ze akward silence, but what are you doing?" The cat said.
I broke my telepathic link and looked to him. "I was talking with him, and you did interrupt." I looked down at my dossier. "You must be Guillame Sullivan. I have quite a bit of information on you. Mostly your record of write-ups and times in the stockade." I looked up at him. "Care to comment on that, lad?"
"I don't like being ordered around." He said with sneer.
"If that's so, then I think you've picked the wrong profession."
He stood and slapped his paws on the table. "None of us wanted to work here! We are all freaks rejected by society!" He unsheathed his claws and growled. "I refused to be ordered against my will!"
"That's not true, Will." James said. "I joined willingly, as did Amerigo."
"Shut up you American pig!" Sullivan spat at James. "Not all of us were given a choice."
"I wasn't but I'm not complaining." Kelvin said. "The alterative is twenty years in a military prison."
Sullivan turned to me. "I refuse to take orders from you. Put me in the stockade if you want, but I warn you." He growled and was ensconsed in light. His fur slowly turned into a light colored wood and he held up his fists. "I'll take your teeth with me."
"That's enough, Sullivan. Sit down." I leafed through my dossier. "Now, I should inform you of my abilities so we can see how we'll work together..."
"Don't ignore me!" Sullivan yelled. He slammed his fist down on the table, breaking it in half. "I'm stronger than you, smarter than you and I've suffered more than you could imagine!" He held up his fists and ran at me. I held out my paw and lifted him with my telekinesis. He flailed about in the air, but i held firm.
"If you're done with your tantrum, I was about to tell you about my abilities. I am a psychic. I can read minds, speak telepathically, move things with my mind and make fire out of thin air. In Glasgow I was the lone operative of the branch known as the Psi Ops." I glared at the wooden cat floating in the air. "As for suffering, you don't know the meaning of it. For 35 years I've lived in the basement of the MI6 office, with no pay and no outside interaction. I was born into her majesty's service and they've been putting me under the knife since the day I was born. I was beaten, abused, ostracized and ignored all my life. The closest thing I had to a friend was murdered by my commanding officer. Don't you ever fucking say you've suffered more than me." Sullivan averted his gaze, trying to avoid my burning stare.
"So if you're ready, we need to continue." I lowered him to the ground and sat in my chair.
I hope you liked it. I'm just a little unsure of how it plays out and i want to get some general opinions if I could please. :3
Thank you very kindly.
Alphameme... yet another sucker
Posted 19 years ago[A is for age]
20
[B is for booze of choice]
Vodka and coke.
[C is for career of choice]
Librarian
[D is for your drug of choice]
I love caffeine
[E is for one essential item you use everyday]
iPod
[F is for favorite song at the moment]
Kissy Kissy by Smile.dk from DDR
[G is for favorite game]
Fable: The Lost Chapters
[H is for Hometown]
Loveland, OH
[I is for instruments you play]
None. I just sing.
[J is for favorite juice]
Grape
[K is for kids]
Impossible
[L is for last hug]
My coworker and friend Sam
[M is for marriage?]
I don't know.
[N is for nickname]
Oh jeez, i got lots. Big Pun, Deyna, Deej, and Roger (as in Roger Moore, since Moore is my last name)
[O is for number of overnight hospital stays]
None that i can remember.
[P is for phobias]
Herpaphobia (fear of reptiles)
[Q is for quote]
"In the brightest light, there will always be the darkest shadows."
[R is for biggest regret]
I regret cheating on my ex-girlfirend since the guy i cheated on her with soon dumped me because he was just looking for easy sex.
[S is for singing]
I actually record myself singing just the vocals of some great songs. Mostly easy listening stuff.
[T is for time you woke up]
9:00
[U is for underwear]
Boxer briefs from Fruit of the Loom
[V is for vegetable you love]
Steamed baby carrots.
[W is for worst habit]
Nail biting.
[X is for number of x-rays you've got]
Uhhh... lessee... Groin, hand, throat, foot... 4 that i can remember
[Y is for yummy food you make]
Carbonara and Skyline chili 3-way
[Z is for zodiac sign]
Saggitarius
20
[B is for booze of choice]
Vodka and coke.
[C is for career of choice]
Librarian
[D is for your drug of choice]
I love caffeine
[E is for one essential item you use everyday]
iPod
[F is for favorite song at the moment]
Kissy Kissy by Smile.dk from DDR
[G is for favorite game]
Fable: The Lost Chapters
[H is for Hometown]
Loveland, OH
[I is for instruments you play]
None. I just sing.
[J is for favorite juice]
Grape
[K is for kids]
Impossible
[L is for last hug]
My coworker and friend Sam
[M is for marriage?]
I don't know.
[N is for nickname]
Oh jeez, i got lots. Big Pun, Deyna, Deej, and Roger (as in Roger Moore, since Moore is my last name)
[O is for number of overnight hospital stays]
None that i can remember.
[P is for phobias]
Herpaphobia (fear of reptiles)
[Q is for quote]
"In the brightest light, there will always be the darkest shadows."
[R is for biggest regret]
I regret cheating on my ex-girlfirend since the guy i cheated on her with soon dumped me because he was just looking for easy sex.
[S is for singing]
I actually record myself singing just the vocals of some great songs. Mostly easy listening stuff.
[T is for time you woke up]
9:00
[U is for underwear]
Boxer briefs from Fruit of the Loom
[V is for vegetable you love]
Steamed baby carrots.
[W is for worst habit]
Nail biting.
[X is for number of x-rays you've got]
Uhhh... lessee... Groin, hand, throat, foot... 4 that i can remember
[Y is for yummy food you make]
Carbonara and Skyline chili 3-way
[Z is for zodiac sign]
Saggitarius
Bleah...
Posted 19 years agoI'm not big on being the whole social love everyone kinda artist you might see out there in FA, but I'm not going to be a reclusive sociopathic jerk either.
I guess I'm just pretty self sufficient when it come to keeping myself entertained. Although I do love going to meets and conventions to meet people. I should start printing out my stories and see if maybe there's an artist who sees a comic book potential.
Well at any rate, I hope people will understand if I dissapear a little everynow and then. It's how I operate in most cases. But i'm still around. The brooding goth in the dark corner of the room who silently ponders story and poetry ideas. I'll fade into the dark and then reappear with the fruits of my labor to share. And if only for that, it makes those times in the darkness worth it.
I guess I'm just pretty self sufficient when it come to keeping myself entertained. Although I do love going to meets and conventions to meet people. I should start printing out my stories and see if maybe there's an artist who sees a comic book potential.
Well at any rate, I hope people will understand if I dissapear a little everynow and then. It's how I operate in most cases. But i'm still around. The brooding goth in the dark corner of the room who silently ponders story and poetry ideas. I'll fade into the dark and then reappear with the fruits of my labor to share. And if only for that, it makes those times in the darkness worth it.
