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General | Posted 14 years agoso its 4 am i slept maybe 4 hours last night i have been up for17 hours not that long... I'm sick as fuck and I'm on med's for it... so this is the song that i came up with and that wont get the f out of my head....
should be sung to the lumberjack tune,,, the one that gos I'm a lumber jack and i don't care.....
pony song :
I'm a pony and i don't care, ill ware my hair, here and there.
and if you don't really mind , ill be your pony from behind.
should be sung to the lumberjack tune,,, the one that gos I'm a lumber jack and i don't care.....
pony song :
I'm a pony and i don't care, ill ware my hair, here and there.
and if you don't really mind , ill be your pony from behind.
back in the game
General | Posted 14 years agoso fur con 2010 2011 and 20 12 have all come and gone and where lots of fun. 2011 was the worst year of my life, but here it is 2012 a brand new year fool of hope and joy. the world could come crashing down and the sun explode it would still be a batter year then last.
i am working at a ceramics studio, i am getting my life back together i am losing all the loser friends and making new ones , i am putting my act together and getting a table at fc in the dealers hall for the 1st time come next year 2013 and im spending this year paint brush in hand, I'm cutting back on all my gaming to the point of fasting from gaming all but my larp and even then i plain on NPCing not PC prity much all year.
mean wile my skill in arts improved vastly over the last couple of years i will be posting new picks here soon, and on an off note am asking for inspiration from the people of the net for wacky combos to make some ugifurs from cute but ugly combos of furry types as a small study or offshoot of art. suggestions on combos are welcome.
i am working at a ceramics studio, i am getting my life back together i am losing all the loser friends and making new ones , i am putting my act together and getting a table at fc in the dealers hall for the 1st time come next year 2013 and im spending this year paint brush in hand, I'm cutting back on all my gaming to the point of fasting from gaming all but my larp and even then i plain on NPCing not PC prity much all year.
mean wile my skill in arts improved vastly over the last couple of years i will be posting new picks here soon, and on an off note am asking for inspiration from the people of the net for wacky combos to make some ugifurs from cute but ugly combos of furry types as a small study or offshoot of art. suggestions on combos are welcome.
my 1st FC, 2009 = was fun.
General | Posted 17 years agoThursday
Came to get badge and ran in to some one I had not seen for 7 years. My x, and one time best friend, it was nice to see him again and this was a great chance to meet up and see what was new in each others life
But sadly I have things to do. The responsibilities of my other obligations all cumulate at the oddest of times.
Friday
I got to the con at 10 am. and hung out in the artist room (mostly) walking a round and taking in my 1st con till 4 pm came a round at witch time I had to take off due to responsibilities that would take up the remainder of my day.
Saturday there at 10-11 am
Hung out with the artists and friends
When shopping/ to art show
Hung out in artists room ½ the day
What to the rave that night
Got ride home at 2 30 am.
Sunday got there just before noon.
Hung out with friends, hung out with artists, walked a round, met new ppl, when to the dance for a bit, tried to be in the artist compaction but name was not drawn, ran in to a vampire ended up drawing in artists room till LATE then hung out with some musically inclined people decided to stay at con overnight told my ride to leave me at 2 30 am.
Went to Denys at 4 am or so.
Crashed in a friend’s hotel room at 7-8 till 11 30 or so.
Monday, met up with friends
Hung out, walked a wound made new friends, found old ones , talked, talked eat, draw, talk, draw, trade, diner, party, dance, finds, dance, friends, talk, dance, friends, talk, art, Denys /food, home at 5 am Tuesday
SLEEP!!!! Up at 2 pm Tuesday, out door at 4pm to go over the hill, to glomp my lover<3 and tie them to the bed…
Well we tock turns tying each other to the bed it was fun hanging out at FC with a lot off people but all I wanted was for my <3 to have been there. And she had to work.
Came to get badge and ran in to some one I had not seen for 7 years. My x, and one time best friend, it was nice to see him again and this was a great chance to meet up and see what was new in each others life
But sadly I have things to do. The responsibilities of my other obligations all cumulate at the oddest of times.
Friday
I got to the con at 10 am. and hung out in the artist room (mostly) walking a round and taking in my 1st con till 4 pm came a round at witch time I had to take off due to responsibilities that would take up the remainder of my day.
Saturday there at 10-11 am
Hung out with the artists and friends
When shopping/ to art show
Hung out in artists room ½ the day
What to the rave that night
Got ride home at 2 30 am.
Sunday got there just before noon.
Hung out with friends, hung out with artists, walked a round, met new ppl, when to the dance for a bit, tried to be in the artist compaction but name was not drawn, ran in to a vampire ended up drawing in artists room till LATE then hung out with some musically inclined people decided to stay at con overnight told my ride to leave me at 2 30 am.
Went to Denys at 4 am or so.
Crashed in a friend’s hotel room at 7-8 till 11 30 or so.
Monday, met up with friends
Hung out, walked a wound made new friends, found old ones , talked, talked eat, draw, talk, draw, trade, diner, party, dance, finds, dance, friends, talk, dance, friends, talk, art, Denys /food, home at 5 am Tuesday
SLEEP!!!! Up at 2 pm Tuesday, out door at 4pm to go over the hill, to glomp my lover<3 and tie them to the bed…
Well we tock turns tying each other to the bed it was fun hanging out at FC with a lot off people but all I wanted was for my <3 to have been there. And she had to work.
story 6 the story of my name
General | Posted 17 years agoim catherine in case you did not know that all ready...
this is the story of where i got my name and how i became an artist.
my mom and a ant named catherine and she would spind part of her sumer as a kid helping her ant catherine in her garden...
my moms ant was a but crazzy a big cat lover and a great cook or so i have been told.
my mom had A bit of a hard youth, some of her fondest mimorys were fromth e sumers she spint with her ant catherine that is why when i was born i was named catherine.
please note that my sis is older than me and named after my dads dads midal name... my dads dad died when he was young so my sisters name like mine holds strong mimorys...
some ppl say kids dont begen to show there persnalitys till there 2 or 3 years old...
i dont realy beleave this but lissen to the story and ill exsplain my mom mom agrees with this thiry a little...
when i was 3 years old my great ant my moms ant catherine died
the 1st time i ever picked upa pincal or fork so sead my mom i held it corectly...
at the age of 4 wile at a talant fair at the chrech we were going to my mom sat me down at a both were a chock artist had newsprint paper and chock set up for any one to try there hand at drawing wile she looked at home made dall clothing 2-3 buths over...
understand i had been drawing long befor this and mom and dad thoght my art was good but then all moms and dads think there kids skribals and doodls are good or so i would hope...
in a short time wile mom was looking at the dall clothing a grup of ppl began to gathere a rounf the artists bouth a bit worryed be cuse i was over there mom headed back to see whut the fuss was a bout and to check on me... the group of ppl had gatherd a round the both not to look at the artists works but to see the 4 your old drawing, that day i druw a iland with 2 pomtrees on a purple oshen with the sun seting in a golden hase... at the age of 4...
i meen its was not all that good of art but for a 4 your old i geusss it was a masterpease or atl east thats whut the man at the both called it... that day the man tock my mom and dad a side ant told them that i had a gift a real talant and that he would belooking for my work galorys in 25 years.!!!!!!!!
he told my mom and dad to get me in to art classes and by me whut ever art suples i whunted to try.
and thats whut thay didi... since the age of 4 i have been art classes wethere privalt in school or as a after school activaty. it will be 25 years when i trun 29 im 23 right now.
wile growing up
my dad offen would get me artsuplys and take to to the art stor buying me most anything i whunted he and mom have all ways suported me in whut ever i whunted to do and for as long as i can remiber all i have whunted to do is draw.
please do not think im bosting or braging about my art in fact i hate my skill level and beleave it to be way to low i have seen other artists with skill lvls i have never even dreemed about. and i work diligently evry day practising my skill hopeing to bary tuch the lvl of art work i have seen.
wile i was in midal school ppl begain to notice i was a good cook and for a breaf bit ppl pushed me to become a colanary artist how ever i desided by the end of high school that wile i was good at cooking that was not where my hart lied.
i allso love to garden and mom says i have a green thum just like my name sake. wich gets me back to my origenal thoght...
mom jokes a round now and a gen that i got my great ant catherns soal when i got her name, consitering the storys i had heard about her and how suposibly she when a bit crazy 3 years befor her death ruffly a round the time i was born it dus hold some odd ly timed instances.
i dont beleave i have her soul if theres even such a thing how ever i do beleave in past lifes only becuse theres been times when i have known something i sould not have. and the fact that sevral times and i do meen sevral like over 100 dinfrant a cations wile growing up my mom was told i had a vary old soul even by random strangers... simply baced offf of my behavers and manerisoms.. my styles tasts and word useage as a kid...
so i dont realy know whut to make of it all but it makes a good story nune the less.
this is the story of where i got my name and how i became an artist.
my mom and a ant named catherine and she would spind part of her sumer as a kid helping her ant catherine in her garden...
my moms ant was a but crazzy a big cat lover and a great cook or so i have been told.
my mom had A bit of a hard youth, some of her fondest mimorys were fromth e sumers she spint with her ant catherine that is why when i was born i was named catherine.
please note that my sis is older than me and named after my dads dads midal name... my dads dad died when he was young so my sisters name like mine holds strong mimorys...
some ppl say kids dont begen to show there persnalitys till there 2 or 3 years old...
i dont realy beleave this but lissen to the story and ill exsplain my mom mom agrees with this thiry a little...
when i was 3 years old my great ant my moms ant catherine died
the 1st time i ever picked upa pincal or fork so sead my mom i held it corectly...
at the age of 4 wile at a talant fair at the chrech we were going to my mom sat me down at a both were a chock artist had newsprint paper and chock set up for any one to try there hand at drawing wile she looked at home made dall clothing 2-3 buths over...
understand i had been drawing long befor this and mom and dad thoght my art was good but then all moms and dads think there kids skribals and doodls are good or so i would hope...
in a short time wile mom was looking at the dall clothing a grup of ppl began to gathere a rounf the artists bouth a bit worryed be cuse i was over there mom headed back to see whut the fuss was a bout and to check on me... the group of ppl had gatherd a round the both not to look at the artists works but to see the 4 your old drawing, that day i druw a iland with 2 pomtrees on a purple oshen with the sun seting in a golden hase... at the age of 4...
i meen its was not all that good of art but for a 4 your old i geusss it was a masterpease or atl east thats whut the man at the both called it... that day the man tock my mom and dad a side ant told them that i had a gift a real talant and that he would belooking for my work galorys in 25 years.!!!!!!!!
he told my mom and dad to get me in to art classes and by me whut ever art suples i whunted to try.
and thats whut thay didi... since the age of 4 i have been art classes wethere privalt in school or as a after school activaty. it will be 25 years when i trun 29 im 23 right now.
wile growing up
my dad offen would get me artsuplys and take to to the art stor buying me most anything i whunted he and mom have all ways suported me in whut ever i whunted to do and for as long as i can remiber all i have whunted to do is draw.
please do not think im bosting or braging about my art in fact i hate my skill level and beleave it to be way to low i have seen other artists with skill lvls i have never even dreemed about. and i work diligently evry day practising my skill hopeing to bary tuch the lvl of art work i have seen.
wile i was in midal school ppl begain to notice i was a good cook and for a breaf bit ppl pushed me to become a colanary artist how ever i desided by the end of high school that wile i was good at cooking that was not where my hart lied.
i allso love to garden and mom says i have a green thum just like my name sake. wich gets me back to my origenal thoght...
mom jokes a round now and a gen that i got my great ant catherns soal when i got her name, consitering the storys i had heard about her and how suposibly she when a bit crazy 3 years befor her death ruffly a round the time i was born it dus hold some odd ly timed instances.
i dont beleave i have her soul if theres even such a thing how ever i do beleave in past lifes only becuse theres been times when i have known something i sould not have. and the fact that sevral times and i do meen sevral like over 100 dinfrant a cations wile growing up my mom was told i had a vary old soul even by random strangers... simply baced offf of my behavers and manerisoms.. my styles tasts and word useage as a kid...
so i dont realy know whut to make of it all but it makes a good story nune the less.
storys of when i was a kid
General | Posted 17 years agostorys from ehen i was a kid as told to me by my mom and dad...
story 1 the little cook as a baby my mom would sit me in my high cher in the kishen give me a plastic nife and had me cut musrooms lol
needless to say ima 1/2 way desent cook and she still teases me about being her little cook...
story 2 why i love strabarys...
acording to my mom, my dad uset to take me as a baby befor i was redy to eat hole foods and give me giant strabarys coverd in wiped cream, the story gos i would suck on the strabarys like apasifyer till i had wipd cream all over my face and stand whut ever outfit i was were ing with strabarys.... aww cuteness...
story 3 the booboo tree
i was a bit of a tom boy as a kid all ways doing dum things and geting hert, me nees have been cut up more times then years im old and by the time i was riding a bike with no traning wills mom and dad cept a fulle famisy of frst add items at the house.
seemd evry time i whent out to play wethere walking in the creek rideing my bike or rolerblading i all way came home bloody...
about 1/2 way back to my house from my normal playing zone in my naberhood was a big tree wich would be coved with purple flowers in the spring and sumer... evry time i fell and got cut up i would end up walking home even if i was with my bike...
by the time i got to the tree i would be crying and my cut would realy bestarting to heart , so i would stop under the tree and wait for the crying to stop and the paint to go a way ...
some how that tree was magical to me and just siting under it could stop the worst cut from bleeding, the pain was allways less and crying was nothing under that big tree.
by the end of one sumer of unusraly bad cuts and skraps when i got home froma day or rideing my bike and well crashing it in a brick wall...
m
my mom asked me if the booboo tree was in blum and with out realy relizeing whut she had asked i anced " na the flowes all closed all ready"
and ever since then that flowering tree i meen the booboo tree has held a odd but rathere triumfant place in my hart.
stoy 4 the little orange kitty
when i was 5 1/2 that meens my sis was 7 all most 8 we got a little orange kitty
we had not even had it 2 weeks
and one day when we were going to walk less thena mile to the local stop and go to get something with mom my sis insisted on taking the little kitten with use.... the kitten wich was just about 7 weeks old barryly left its mommy cat...
mom argued with my sisi about bring the kitten to the store but in the end she was worn out and tired so she sead fine...
my sisi jamie carryed the kiten to the store and back with out any problems.... not leting me hold it at all... saying it would jump out of my hands and that i dint know how to hold it right...
only for the kitten to junp out of her hands right as we were across the sreet from the house waiting on the light...
as the kitten ran a cross the street a truck pulled a round the corner... im varry soory to say the truk driver saw the kitten and swerved in order to hit it and then drov off.
i dont remiber any of that how ever my intier life from whut i can remiber i have all ways whunted a orange kitty be never had one.
i do how ever remiber crying for a day after that.
story 5 my 1st mimory
when i truned 5 years old i got my earlyest mimory that i can remiber to this day with out the help of storys my mom and dad have told me
this was the mimory of my 5th b-day.
my mom offen would get sick in winter and since my b-day was in winter ... this year mom was sick dering my b-day so to help ouy dad thoght we sould make the cake... no know this my dada had never baked befor in his life and mom all ways made all the b-day cakes...
so dad asked me whut cake i whunted and i sead pokidot with pokidot frosting... for thows that dont know anything a bout pokidot cakes its bacily a yellow cake with food coloring dots in it and frosting with rando sprinals in it... very populer with kids and yummy!
dad let me pick the cake pans and i chose the 2 hart shaped pans FYI round and swere are hard anuff to frost let alown a hart...
so we make the cake bater and bake them no problems thank goodness for box mixs and instrutions...
however whuts not incloded on the instrutions was frosting derections. and for all you amicher backers out there dont try to frost hot cake it dus not work u fail go back to start...
well to say the least we tryed to frost and stack the 2 hart cakes wile thay were still hot
the cake had not set up the way it would of been cool so it was falling a part easy.. the frosting was meslting and riping the top of the cake and by the time we have glued the peases of cake back on with even more frosting the cake berly resimbaled a hart...
in order to cover up the REALY REALY bad frosting job we coverd the cake in randbow spricals and swore to each othere never to make cake agen with out moms help!
well lets just say that lated till i was 11... lol hope u liked the story its one i will not soon forget!
story 1 the little cook as a baby my mom would sit me in my high cher in the kishen give me a plastic nife and had me cut musrooms lol
needless to say ima 1/2 way desent cook and she still teases me about being her little cook...
story 2 why i love strabarys...
acording to my mom, my dad uset to take me as a baby befor i was redy to eat hole foods and give me giant strabarys coverd in wiped cream, the story gos i would suck on the strabarys like apasifyer till i had wipd cream all over my face and stand whut ever outfit i was were ing with strabarys.... aww cuteness...
story 3 the booboo tree
i was a bit of a tom boy as a kid all ways doing dum things and geting hert, me nees have been cut up more times then years im old and by the time i was riding a bike with no traning wills mom and dad cept a fulle famisy of frst add items at the house.
seemd evry time i whent out to play wethere walking in the creek rideing my bike or rolerblading i all way came home bloody...
about 1/2 way back to my house from my normal playing zone in my naberhood was a big tree wich would be coved with purple flowers in the spring and sumer... evry time i fell and got cut up i would end up walking home even if i was with my bike...
by the time i got to the tree i would be crying and my cut would realy bestarting to heart , so i would stop under the tree and wait for the crying to stop and the paint to go a way ...
some how that tree was magical to me and just siting under it could stop the worst cut from bleeding, the pain was allways less and crying was nothing under that big tree.
by the end of one sumer of unusraly bad cuts and skraps when i got home froma day or rideing my bike and well crashing it in a brick wall...
m
my mom asked me if the booboo tree was in blum and with out realy relizeing whut she had asked i anced " na the flowes all closed all ready"
and ever since then that flowering tree i meen the booboo tree has held a odd but rathere triumfant place in my hart.
stoy 4 the little orange kitty
when i was 5 1/2 that meens my sis was 7 all most 8 we got a little orange kitty
we had not even had it 2 weeks
and one day when we were going to walk less thena mile to the local stop and go to get something with mom my sis insisted on taking the little kitten with use.... the kitten wich was just about 7 weeks old barryly left its mommy cat...
mom argued with my sisi about bring the kitten to the store but in the end she was worn out and tired so she sead fine...
my sisi jamie carryed the kiten to the store and back with out any problems.... not leting me hold it at all... saying it would jump out of my hands and that i dint know how to hold it right...
only for the kitten to junp out of her hands right as we were across the sreet from the house waiting on the light...
as the kitten ran a cross the street a truck pulled a round the corner... im varry soory to say the truk driver saw the kitten and swerved in order to hit it and then drov off.
i dont remiber any of that how ever my intier life from whut i can remiber i have all ways whunted a orange kitty be never had one.
i do how ever remiber crying for a day after that.
story 5 my 1st mimory
when i truned 5 years old i got my earlyest mimory that i can remiber to this day with out the help of storys my mom and dad have told me
this was the mimory of my 5th b-day.
my mom offen would get sick in winter and since my b-day was in winter ... this year mom was sick dering my b-day so to help ouy dad thoght we sould make the cake... no know this my dada had never baked befor in his life and mom all ways made all the b-day cakes...
so dad asked me whut cake i whunted and i sead pokidot with pokidot frosting... for thows that dont know anything a bout pokidot cakes its bacily a yellow cake with food coloring dots in it and frosting with rando sprinals in it... very populer with kids and yummy!
dad let me pick the cake pans and i chose the 2 hart shaped pans FYI round and swere are hard anuff to frost let alown a hart...
so we make the cake bater and bake them no problems thank goodness for box mixs and instrutions...
however whuts not incloded on the instrutions was frosting derections. and for all you amicher backers out there dont try to frost hot cake it dus not work u fail go back to start...
well to say the least we tryed to frost and stack the 2 hart cakes wile thay were still hot
the cake had not set up the way it would of been cool so it was falling a part easy.. the frosting was meslting and riping the top of the cake and by the time we have glued the peases of cake back on with even more frosting the cake berly resimbaled a hart...
in order to cover up the REALY REALY bad frosting job we coverd the cake in randbow spricals and swore to each othere never to make cake agen with out moms help!
well lets just say that lated till i was 11... lol hope u liked the story its one i will not soon forget!
the truth behind the down fall of cake sever for ro
General | Posted 17 years agoin the game ro u can earn in game munny called zinny in many ways u can + itmes and sale them
sale quest suplys
sale loot to NPCs
even sale cards and rear drops
on free severs drop rats are much higher and evry one has the best of the best quepments cards and items ... ppl make ALOT more zinny a lot faster then on iro the paysever.
haveing sead this when i was on iro i had a rediculess amount of game $ peeking at 50m
on the free severs i avrage about 2bill and im oftern midal class or borderline pore...
cakesever was a midrate sever with a exp set up of 2k/2k/50%
max lvl 255 max stat 255
iro was a 1/1/1 sever with max lvl of 99 max stat of 99 just for comperison.
on cake i desided to make and sale +10 wepens
understand htere where ppl saleing +10 wepwns befor i started to play the sever
to + an item u much be both lucky in game and real life for evry + after 5 the cnace drops that it will not brake... for exsmple makeing some thing +6 theres a 30% change at best it will brake +7 50% chance it will brake and 50% it will not by the time u get to +10ing something theres a 10% chance it willnot brake....
i know from reading up on the +ing prosess and from in game trial and failer that haveing a smith class player with a bild called pure forge is best for +ing
so i spent ruffly 20m leaching it to max lvl and useing something called a battle smiths bild
i then payed in game $ to have the smiths stats reset and i filled in its stats to be a pure forages bild
note that mores sever didi not have this stat reset ablity
and i tock atvantage of it to make this player on that sever....
becuse ihave 255 luck on the player
and 255 dex and 255str
i had the perfict bild for +ing
in favt it made my +10ing chance ruffly 50%
that plaus im a jenraly lucky person in real life so i broke a bout 1 in evry 4 wepens at +10 stage
and about 1 in 6 at +9
and only about 1 in 10 at +8
i dont recall ever braking them on any thing lower then that... but i bet it happened one or 2 times to be onist
i was varry bord so all the wepens i +ed i hunted my self in game
rathere then by them froma player or NPC
this all so saved $ in game
since its free to kill mosters
and get loot
like droped wepens
when i started i was saleing the +10 wepens at 40m each
and saleing out dayly!
by the end thay had droped in price to a round 2m each and the markit was fluded with them .
in the game ro theres a item cap on rear items by this i meen the code of the game is not supost to beable to have more then a set # of 1 type of item
on sevral of the rerist items i hade over that set # and thay were all in my over stock+10 wile i had all ready soled the same a boutn to more....
i had hit max ziiny a player can hold on 2 of my players and had spread the rest a cross my acount. i had all so created sevral 2edary acounts just used to vind the items i was saleing this is called vind slaveing or vind boting how ever theres no bot programs invalved by the way bot programs are bad bad bad things and not alowed even on most freesevers i hate them and will never use one... having sed this for clearification i had something like 11 acounts 1 wsa my main and the rest where vinding acounts...
after the markit finaly crached
to the point ppl othere then me had all most stoped saleing wepens in jenral
the gms or game masters desided to wipe the sever... probly becuse of my inpier...
after wipeing the sever wich meens erasing all the players game munny items and giulds most of the players left cake sever and thay were forced to shutdown...
i didi not meen to crach the sever i didi not meen to crach the markit
i was only trying to earn as much in game $ is i could so that i could by a doner item in game with only game $
doner items are items u can only get by donating rl $ to the sever to keep it runing for donations gms offen give itmes called wings to playes in game... and i had done all this in hopes of earingin anuff in game $ to bye out right a doner item from anothere payer... by the way thay offen were sold for about 4-8b in game
so thats the story of the fall of cake sever hope u thoght it was as dume a resone to wipe a sever as i didi and sorry to all you cake sever fans i loved that sever to and never ment to crash it.
sale quest suplys
sale loot to NPCs
even sale cards and rear drops
on free severs drop rats are much higher and evry one has the best of the best quepments cards and items ... ppl make ALOT more zinny a lot faster then on iro the paysever.
haveing sead this when i was on iro i had a rediculess amount of game $ peeking at 50m
on the free severs i avrage about 2bill and im oftern midal class or borderline pore...
cakesever was a midrate sever with a exp set up of 2k/2k/50%
max lvl 255 max stat 255
iro was a 1/1/1 sever with max lvl of 99 max stat of 99 just for comperison.
on cake i desided to make and sale +10 wepens
understand htere where ppl saleing +10 wepwns befor i started to play the sever
to + an item u much be both lucky in game and real life for evry + after 5 the cnace drops that it will not brake... for exsmple makeing some thing +6 theres a 30% change at best it will brake +7 50% chance it will brake and 50% it will not by the time u get to +10ing something theres a 10% chance it willnot brake....
i know from reading up on the +ing prosess and from in game trial and failer that haveing a smith class player with a bild called pure forge is best for +ing
so i spent ruffly 20m leaching it to max lvl and useing something called a battle smiths bild
i then payed in game $ to have the smiths stats reset and i filled in its stats to be a pure forages bild
note that mores sever didi not have this stat reset ablity
and i tock atvantage of it to make this player on that sever....
becuse ihave 255 luck on the player
and 255 dex and 255str
i had the perfict bild for +ing
in favt it made my +10ing chance ruffly 50%
that plaus im a jenraly lucky person in real life so i broke a bout 1 in evry 4 wepens at +10 stage
and about 1 in 6 at +9
and only about 1 in 10 at +8
i dont recall ever braking them on any thing lower then that... but i bet it happened one or 2 times to be onist
i was varry bord so all the wepens i +ed i hunted my self in game
rathere then by them froma player or NPC
this all so saved $ in game
since its free to kill mosters
and get loot
like droped wepens
when i started i was saleing the +10 wepens at 40m each
and saleing out dayly!
by the end thay had droped in price to a round 2m each and the markit was fluded with them .
in the game ro theres a item cap on rear items by this i meen the code of the game is not supost to beable to have more then a set # of 1 type of item
on sevral of the rerist items i hade over that set # and thay were all in my over stock+10 wile i had all ready soled the same a boutn to more....
i had hit max ziiny a player can hold on 2 of my players and had spread the rest a cross my acount. i had all so created sevral 2edary acounts just used to vind the items i was saleing this is called vind slaveing or vind boting how ever theres no bot programs invalved by the way bot programs are bad bad bad things and not alowed even on most freesevers i hate them and will never use one... having sed this for clearification i had something like 11 acounts 1 wsa my main and the rest where vinding acounts...
after the markit finaly crached
to the point ppl othere then me had all most stoped saleing wepens in jenral
the gms or game masters desided to wipe the sever... probly becuse of my inpier...
after wipeing the sever wich meens erasing all the players game munny items and giulds most of the players left cake sever and thay were forced to shutdown...
i didi not meen to crach the sever i didi not meen to crach the markit
i was only trying to earn as much in game $ is i could so that i could by a doner item in game with only game $
doner items are items u can only get by donating rl $ to the sever to keep it runing for donations gms offen give itmes called wings to playes in game... and i had done all this in hopes of earingin anuff in game $ to bye out right a doner item from anothere payer... by the way thay offen were sold for about 4-8b in game
so thats the story of the fall of cake sever hope u thoght it was as dume a resone to wipe a sever as i didi and sorry to all you cake sever fans i loved that sever to and never ment to crash it.
why i left iro
General | Posted 17 years agothis is a varry sad tail so please dont mind my miss typeings as i will probly end up crying wile typeing...
i play this game called ro and at 1st i played this sever the paysever called iro.
in the game i can party to sere exp and lvl up u can make freinds and even get marryed in order to lvl together... that being sed i med a boy... ps im a lez dont get the rong idea...
i met this boy named lance we bagan to be good freinds and lever to gether in game more then i didi with any one elis we began to earn game $ togethere and spind more and more time just haning out in game talking we had been playing together for about a munth befor he asked me to marry him in game, when u get marryed in game u gain a new skill wich helpes each othere wile lvling and players offen treat marrage in game as a way of saying your game munnys mine and mines yours we make it to gether and spind it together.
we were ingaged for 1 munth in game wile saving up the redicules about of game $ u needed to get marryed... ruffly 3mill in zinny. to make this clear wile i had ben playing my avrage amout i ouned was between 100 zinny and 10k zinny till i finaly made my 1st 50k z after saleing a rear item... for a bout 1/3 of whut it was worth....
he and i managed to make not only 3m in 1 munths tiem but set up a in game bussness that would lead us to 1 day haveing over 50m and over 100m in items... pointless to say team work helped out for both lvling and makeing $ in game
when we met i was in the 40s for my mages lvl and he was looking for a leach for his smith.
my main player was a FS healer wich ment she could not leval by any othere means then partying as she only had suport skills wile his main was a battle smith and a sniper... my co-main was the mage wich i ended up remakeing like 4 times and giveing up on.
in order for this to make since under stand the higher your lvl is the more exp u need to get tolvl up and with max lvl being lvl 99 anything over 50 is desent or nono low lvl and anything over lvl 70 is high lvl if your over lvl 80 your realy high lvl and over lvl 90 omg u must be powereful...
to make this lear men i stoped playing iro i was a lvl 84 healer wichs only way of lvling was in a party to crearify this that meens i got 1/2 or less exp from evry moster killed thus taking me 2x or more time to get that lvl than any othere lvl 84 player... how ever my player could keep othere players from dieing or even bring dead players back to life.
lances black smith was lvl 86 when a hacker robed us of about 23m and deleated him...
no worrys we made back that 23 m and even more with the busness i ah set up with him and the 6m i had on my acount to use as restar munnys...
i stoped lvling and spent all of my time leaching lance tanking mosters in game heal slaving and buffing him till his sniper was with in even chere with me agen... as we had stoped lvling him at about lvl 72 and in order to een shere u have to be with in 9 -10 lvls of each othere or less.
bye the end of it all his niper was lvl 94 wile i was still in the 80s
ubgodly powerful no but able to go deep in the dunges or kill some bossmosters yes.
lance and i talked all most evry day and we had even adopted a kid in game one of his real life frinds magen... we ... more i got her to lvl 70 be for the fallowing events happened...
1day lance and magen didi not log on game
i tryed lances cell phone but he didi not pick up
a week whent by and i had not seen lance or magen on game.
i had tryed lances # but never got throw in fact it went to voice mail after 1 ring
i geussed maybe ge was on vaction or bizzy with work and school so i just played a round in the game makeing serton not to lvl out of even shere range with him main...
a nothere week past it had now been 14 days or more since he had last been on game
wich seemd like forever in game time...
then magen loged on one day
and i IMed her ASAP!
she tols be she needed to talk to me a bout something i asked her where lance was and she typed ...
she began to type something then sead no meet me in town.
i used a thing in the game wich warps u to your last save point i was in town even thow a dinfrant town then she was in in game
the pint was i was not oppen to moster atts wile we talked wich was the hole point of going to a town ... no mosters in towns.
she told me that lance had been hit by a car and was dead
i could not beleave whut i was reading
lance and i lvled to gether
played all most evry day
we were marryed in game
and pinpals in real life
we talked on the phone all the time
and we had bbilt aninpier in the game
she told me that thay were out shoping when walking home and some one lost control of there car coming a round a turn to fast and hit lance
she told me that his last owrds where "tell cat i love her" be for he lost concheness and died on rout to the hospidal
wile we where marryed in game and freinds to the point i would even say in rl i had never thoght he had any real fealings tord me becuse even in game when ever i woule play a round and say i love you hunny or call him lover in stead of lance he never showd any in game love rathere called me co wich was my game name or cat my real name some times he woudl call my wiffy but that was when he was jocking with his in game buddys...
neddless to say i quit iro right then.
evry thing i had in game
all the lvls i had
all the game $ i had
all my freinds his freinds
maps we lplayed on
thay all reminded me of lance
magen ended up quiting ro too
i dont beleave she ever played an othere sever
i jioned a free sever a bit later called cake wich was the seaver my rl freind that had got me playing ro on iro had all moved to over 6 munths pryer...
i was able to find lanced obichuwery onm the net and send his mom a gift of flowers even thoe the funral had been the weekbefor i found out.
the game ro maybe in my blood now and for ever how ever i have been unable to feal any fealings for a player since.
i tryed geting marryed in game on the free severs just for the skills u get but it was not the same rathere it felt chezzy and fake...
on free severs its ez to make game $ and the max lvls are rediculess ly high way over the iro max lvl of 99 i was finaly able to not feal like evry thing i had in gmae reminded me of him after playing a high rate sever where the max lvl is 999 and the game play is compleatly dinfrant then iro becuse of that.
i thoght i would shere this with anyone who cares becuse there are some ppl that play ro and say your not a true player in less your on iro... well true player or not this was the events that led to me leaving iro for good.
i play this game called ro and at 1st i played this sever the paysever called iro.
in the game i can party to sere exp and lvl up u can make freinds and even get marryed in order to lvl together... that being sed i med a boy... ps im a lez dont get the rong idea...
i met this boy named lance we bagan to be good freinds and lever to gether in game more then i didi with any one elis we began to earn game $ togethere and spind more and more time just haning out in game talking we had been playing together for about a munth befor he asked me to marry him in game, when u get marryed in game u gain a new skill wich helpes each othere wile lvling and players offen treat marrage in game as a way of saying your game munnys mine and mines yours we make it to gether and spind it together.
we were ingaged for 1 munth in game wile saving up the redicules about of game $ u needed to get marryed... ruffly 3mill in zinny. to make this clear wile i had ben playing my avrage amout i ouned was between 100 zinny and 10k zinny till i finaly made my 1st 50k z after saleing a rear item... for a bout 1/3 of whut it was worth....
he and i managed to make not only 3m in 1 munths tiem but set up a in game bussness that would lead us to 1 day haveing over 50m and over 100m in items... pointless to say team work helped out for both lvling and makeing $ in game
when we met i was in the 40s for my mages lvl and he was looking for a leach for his smith.
my main player was a FS healer wich ment she could not leval by any othere means then partying as she only had suport skills wile his main was a battle smith and a sniper... my co-main was the mage wich i ended up remakeing like 4 times and giveing up on.
in order for this to make since under stand the higher your lvl is the more exp u need to get tolvl up and with max lvl being lvl 99 anything over 50 is desent or nono low lvl and anything over lvl 70 is high lvl if your over lvl 80 your realy high lvl and over lvl 90 omg u must be powereful...
to make this lear men i stoped playing iro i was a lvl 84 healer wichs only way of lvling was in a party to crearify this that meens i got 1/2 or less exp from evry moster killed thus taking me 2x or more time to get that lvl than any othere lvl 84 player... how ever my player could keep othere players from dieing or even bring dead players back to life.
lances black smith was lvl 86 when a hacker robed us of about 23m and deleated him...
no worrys we made back that 23 m and even more with the busness i ah set up with him and the 6m i had on my acount to use as restar munnys...
i stoped lvling and spent all of my time leaching lance tanking mosters in game heal slaving and buffing him till his sniper was with in even chere with me agen... as we had stoped lvling him at about lvl 72 and in order to een shere u have to be with in 9 -10 lvls of each othere or less.
bye the end of it all his niper was lvl 94 wile i was still in the 80s
ubgodly powerful no but able to go deep in the dunges or kill some bossmosters yes.
lance and i talked all most evry day and we had even adopted a kid in game one of his real life frinds magen... we ... more i got her to lvl 70 be for the fallowing events happened...
1day lance and magen didi not log on game
i tryed lances cell phone but he didi not pick up
a week whent by and i had not seen lance or magen on game.
i had tryed lances # but never got throw in fact it went to voice mail after 1 ring
i geussed maybe ge was on vaction or bizzy with work and school so i just played a round in the game makeing serton not to lvl out of even shere range with him main...
a nothere week past it had now been 14 days or more since he had last been on game
wich seemd like forever in game time...
then magen loged on one day
and i IMed her ASAP!
she tols be she needed to talk to me a bout something i asked her where lance was and she typed ...
she began to type something then sead no meet me in town.
i used a thing in the game wich warps u to your last save point i was in town even thow a dinfrant town then she was in in game
the pint was i was not oppen to moster atts wile we talked wich was the hole point of going to a town ... no mosters in towns.
she told me that lance had been hit by a car and was dead
i could not beleave whut i was reading
lance and i lvled to gether
played all most evry day
we were marryed in game
and pinpals in real life
we talked on the phone all the time
and we had bbilt aninpier in the game
she told me that thay were out shoping when walking home and some one lost control of there car coming a round a turn to fast and hit lance
she told me that his last owrds where "tell cat i love her" be for he lost concheness and died on rout to the hospidal
wile we where marryed in game and freinds to the point i would even say in rl i had never thoght he had any real fealings tord me becuse even in game when ever i woule play a round and say i love you hunny or call him lover in stead of lance he never showd any in game love rathere called me co wich was my game name or cat my real name some times he woudl call my wiffy but that was when he was jocking with his in game buddys...
neddless to say i quit iro right then.
evry thing i had in game
all the lvls i had
all the game $ i had
all my freinds his freinds
maps we lplayed on
thay all reminded me of lance
magen ended up quiting ro too
i dont beleave she ever played an othere sever
i jioned a free sever a bit later called cake wich was the seaver my rl freind that had got me playing ro on iro had all moved to over 6 munths pryer...
i was able to find lanced obichuwery onm the net and send his mom a gift of flowers even thoe the funral had been the weekbefor i found out.
the game ro maybe in my blood now and for ever how ever i have been unable to feal any fealings for a player since.
i tryed geting marryed in game on the free severs just for the skills u get but it was not the same rathere it felt chezzy and fake...
on free severs its ez to make game $ and the max lvls are rediculess ly high way over the iro max lvl of 99 i was finaly able to not feal like evry thing i had in gmae reminded me of him after playing a high rate sever where the max lvl is 999 and the game play is compleatly dinfrant then iro becuse of that.
i thoght i would shere this with anyone who cares becuse there are some ppl that play ro and say your not a true player in less your on iro... well true player or not this was the events that led to me leaving iro for good.
lukky me?
General | Posted 17 years agoi have 99 luck for thows that dont get the refrance theres a game called ro in the origenal game the max stat piont u can have for any thing is 99 so when i say i have 99 luck its saying my luck could not be any beter. yet its with in realistic standerds... since the game can be played on severs where u can have more then 99 luck. just o make that clear...
anyhow so thi is why i say i have 99 luck.
when ever i have even thoght about geting a job with in 1 week some one randomly offers me a job...
when i got my bike stolen i got it back and all my stiff with in 1 hour nothing missing...
when i was ina car chace no one got hert and we got a way from the bad men with no problems at all...
when my saftly line broke wile rockcliming i didi not fall...
when i walked a cross a stree in the midal of a rode blindfolded i was not hit by any cars...
when the bote i was fishing on begane to sink we made it back to the dock 3 miles a way befor we tock on as much wter as the BIG hole in the bote sould of...
when i have had my worst sezzers i have all ways been with in a room with freinds who have taken care of me.
when ever i have lost my house keys even ina public place where there was no chance of geting them back thay manage to be retuned to me with in 1 munth of being lost.
when my ATMcard was stolen no chargas where on it...
when a tree fell and smached the bilding i was in no one was ingerd at all...
when i was in a caraxident that sould of killed my mom we esaped form it with nothing more then miner musal damage.
when i was on a flight were the trbulence was ranked non-flyibal and the plain was struck with lightning and 1 of the moders stoped working momnteraly... we landed no probles not even 1 sick bag needed XD ...
when i was camping as a kid andi lost the plushy my mom had packed in my bag, the same day as the camp phot it was found 5 mins befor my trun so that i could have it in the shot with me...
one of the days i had a final in callage were my teacher sed even if u are 1 seclate i will not let u take the final... and the buss broke down my freind was driving by at the same moment in time and saw me and picked me up driving me to school so i was on time...
the day the bus was hit by a car no one in the bus or car was heart...
at the ropes corce when the safty line snaped wile i was over 3 storys in the air on a pole i managed to cech my frind befor he fell by junping off the pole ceching them and being lowerd down with my safty line despite us being well over the max wait of my safty line...
when i lost my walit with all my x mas $ in it at the light rale it was truned in not 1 cent missing...
when my rent cech got lost in the mail ir was found and deliverd on the last day it could be payed on with out consaquence...
when there was a fire well both times there was fires in mymoms house or nabers house it was put out befor any one was hert of befor it left the room it had distowed...
oddlyanuff a lot of this might sound like im unlucky however for evry bad thing thats ever happened to me a good thing has happened to fix it or has happened with in a day to counter act it... oddly for most of my life this has cosed me to not have normal fears.... rathere jumping off a 13 story bilding bungyjumping... having to clim a round on skaflting 8 storys up no safty line...
walking home at 1 am in a bad naberhood...
hearing a gunshot and not becomeing perinode... these things never real buged me as a kindigardener heck i can remiber sneeking out and clingin on top od a 2 story pole at the age of 6... i oppened a dor of a car on the free way and tryed to get out of the car when iwas 9 fear never realy set in till this last year.
ill exsplain that in 1 sec.
1st i need to say as a kid i liked to lie a lot and well normal ppl or so i was told get a note in there stumic when ever thay lie... i had never failt that not even 1 time growing up i could lie and not feal 1 thing for it till this last year...
that being sead fear and haveing porbles telling even a wite lie all hapened this year.
wile i stoped telling big lies a bout the midal of high school i still would tell wite leis a lot so as not to hear my frinds fealings or in order to suprise someone...
but this last year i made new frein her name is luella...
wile i was geting to become beter freinds with her i was forced to tell her a wite ly in order to suprize her with a thank u give... for the 1st time in my life i got a note in my stumic and felt fisicly ill wile lieing to her.
shortly after that wile out with her i became dethly skered by a not all that high spot... rufflt 5 stores maybe 6... and i was on the othere side of a glass wall.
when im not around her i do not have the reactions how ever something about her ora i beleave alows me to feal humon for the 1st time in my intier life.
rathere my intier life i was treated as if iwas not normal or didi not belong.
yet wile im with her and her kid thay are thae same as me and treat me like thee noting dinfrant about me then the way i should be.
i never know being exsepted was the same as mortality, how ever i geuss when your all ways treated as an outsider you do not fill bound by the same reations at thhows persicuting you.
so lucky me i finaly have ppl that dont treat me like im odd ?
i geuss now all thats left is becoming humon.
anyhow so thi is why i say i have 99 luck.
when ever i have even thoght about geting a job with in 1 week some one randomly offers me a job...
when i got my bike stolen i got it back and all my stiff with in 1 hour nothing missing...
when i was ina car chace no one got hert and we got a way from the bad men with no problems at all...
when my saftly line broke wile rockcliming i didi not fall...
when i walked a cross a stree in the midal of a rode blindfolded i was not hit by any cars...
when the bote i was fishing on begane to sink we made it back to the dock 3 miles a way befor we tock on as much wter as the BIG hole in the bote sould of...
when i have had my worst sezzers i have all ways been with in a room with freinds who have taken care of me.
when ever i have lost my house keys even ina public place where there was no chance of geting them back thay manage to be retuned to me with in 1 munth of being lost.
when my ATMcard was stolen no chargas where on it...
when a tree fell and smached the bilding i was in no one was ingerd at all...
when i was in a caraxident that sould of killed my mom we esaped form it with nothing more then miner musal damage.
when i was on a flight were the trbulence was ranked non-flyibal and the plain was struck with lightning and 1 of the moders stoped working momnteraly... we landed no probles not even 1 sick bag needed XD ...
when i was camping as a kid andi lost the plushy my mom had packed in my bag, the same day as the camp phot it was found 5 mins befor my trun so that i could have it in the shot with me...
one of the days i had a final in callage were my teacher sed even if u are 1 seclate i will not let u take the final... and the buss broke down my freind was driving by at the same moment in time and saw me and picked me up driving me to school so i was on time...
the day the bus was hit by a car no one in the bus or car was heart...
at the ropes corce when the safty line snaped wile i was over 3 storys in the air on a pole i managed to cech my frind befor he fell by junping off the pole ceching them and being lowerd down with my safty line despite us being well over the max wait of my safty line...
when i lost my walit with all my x mas $ in it at the light rale it was truned in not 1 cent missing...
when my rent cech got lost in the mail ir was found and deliverd on the last day it could be payed on with out consaquence...
when there was a fire well both times there was fires in mymoms house or nabers house it was put out befor any one was hert of befor it left the room it had distowed...
oddlyanuff a lot of this might sound like im unlucky however for evry bad thing thats ever happened to me a good thing has happened to fix it or has happened with in a day to counter act it... oddly for most of my life this has cosed me to not have normal fears.... rathere jumping off a 13 story bilding bungyjumping... having to clim a round on skaflting 8 storys up no safty line...
walking home at 1 am in a bad naberhood...
hearing a gunshot and not becomeing perinode... these things never real buged me as a kindigardener heck i can remiber sneeking out and clingin on top od a 2 story pole at the age of 6... i oppened a dor of a car on the free way and tryed to get out of the car when iwas 9 fear never realy set in till this last year.
ill exsplain that in 1 sec.
1st i need to say as a kid i liked to lie a lot and well normal ppl or so i was told get a note in there stumic when ever thay lie... i had never failt that not even 1 time growing up i could lie and not feal 1 thing for it till this last year...
that being sead fear and haveing porbles telling even a wite lie all hapened this year.
wile i stoped telling big lies a bout the midal of high school i still would tell wite leis a lot so as not to hear my frinds fealings or in order to suprise someone...
but this last year i made new frein her name is luella...
wile i was geting to become beter freinds with her i was forced to tell her a wite ly in order to suprize her with a thank u give... for the 1st time in my life i got a note in my stumic and felt fisicly ill wile lieing to her.
shortly after that wile out with her i became dethly skered by a not all that high spot... rufflt 5 stores maybe 6... and i was on the othere side of a glass wall.
when im not around her i do not have the reactions how ever something about her ora i beleave alows me to feal humon for the 1st time in my intier life.
rathere my intier life i was treated as if iwas not normal or didi not belong.
yet wile im with her and her kid thay are thae same as me and treat me like thee noting dinfrant about me then the way i should be.
i never know being exsepted was the same as mortality, how ever i geuss when your all ways treated as an outsider you do not fill bound by the same reations at thhows persicuting you.
so lucky me i finaly have ppl that dont treat me like im odd ?
i geuss now all thats left is becoming humon.
my emo kitty
General | Posted 17 years ago with in the 1st week after moveing out of my mom and dads house i manages to ceach 1 of the 2 feral kittens that was liveing at my aprtmet complex thay were twins and from whut i was told the 1st kitens from over 6 baches to live... there mom cat was a feral wich had been know to abandon her kitten and even eat them in the past so i felt realy sorry for the young kitten that were now on there oun. i had had many cats in my life and my cat i had wile liveing with mom and ada had just died i despritly whuted to get a kitten and i deside the best thing i could do was give one of the 2 a home as the limit for my apartment was 1 pet...
1 of the 2 kittens like to fallow the sight manager... land lord... around so i know she was geting the love and food she neeeded however the othere never left the roof toop drinking only guter water and earing whut the land lord left on the roof line. the kitten on the roof was small er then othe othere and i asoomed it to was a girl... i baked a chican 1 day my 1st week liveing out and thoght that it would make good bate for ceaching the kitten on the roof!
the kitten ear 2 of the chican peaces befor i managed to grab it by the bak of the neck the way a mom cat would for a kitten.
i quicly carryed the kitten home leaving a pile of chican for the othere kitten.
i made a pile of pillows on my bed that the kitten could hid in and feal safe wile i proseeded to make a makeshif liter box set up water and food for the kitty in my bathroom. the kiten gorged its self on chican that night and when i when to bed i showed it the liter box and locked it in the bathroom... 1/2 thow the night of non stop mueing i let the kitten out not carring if it pooped in my house or not... the kiten slept that night nussled up in my armpit or between ly lags... i maned ~her princess that next day.
wheni got up that morning the chacn was all most all eaten and the water was 1/2 gone i was shocked a kitten so small could eat and drink so much i looked a round to see if it had peed or pood in my house only to find it meraculisly used the litter box and was potty trained with in its 1st night liveing with me i made a vet apointmet to get it its shots and cheked out for helth since i had noticed it seemed a bit under wait and had blisterd paws!
the vet like thoe landlord told me it was 4 munths old... but to my suprize ~she truned out to be a he!
i had not noticed he had balls becus to be quit onist thy where so small thay didi not even look like it... pore kitty no whunder he is so emo.
anyhow the name prinsess was not going to work so i looked up some names i liked and desided to go with the name suty wich is a eygiption name wich was a commen name a role name and the name of a boddy gard in anchent times that was told to have saved the life of a prinsess...
since he had saved me from being lownly in my new place and i saved him from being a wild starving kitten i desided this name would best soot him... however he still likes to be called prince and even prinsess some times i think he might be a little gay.. how ever dont let him know thats whut i think lol.
since having him he has grown to be over 2 times the size of his siter wich was origenaly biger then him and he has become a rathere acustomed house cat.
my landlord who had worked with feral cats befor told me i would have to keep him in the house for over a year befor i coud ever consiter leting him outside ir ever... 6 muths after having him i let him out side and he never even left the padeo rathere he whuted to run back in side and cral under the covers of my bed were he sinds 90% of his time... emo kitty...
now a days i let him a out about 3 times a muth for a cupple of hours how ever he only gos out at night for some reson he is afrade of sunlight and going out side in the day... his faverit color is lavander and light blue i know that only cus i do this test with all my animals were i get 1 toy in evry color i can and set them in a line the 1st toy thay walk off with not just sniff or bat at but take a way becomes there faverit color... he walked off with the lavander one however when picking out his caller he whuted the one with 3 bells rine stones and was light blue... like i sead gay cat!...
he has about 30 cat toys and 2 skraching/climingposts he has a full boll of food and water at all times a self cleaingin liter box... can we say spoled!...
ppl joke a round that he when from roof top to pint house or from rags to riches how ever im just trying to make sere he is happy. he hides whenn ever any one comes over and has only ever aproched me to get pets and skriches he sleeps in my bed and loves to sit in the window looking out at a world hes to a frad to play in... silly emo kitty...
rathere he gets a treet a can of wet cat food evry year on his b-day and on a spereing ocation some humon food nibbles i dont feed him that many humon things becuse he dus not bage or get on table tops or counters sincce he dus not get exsposed to humon food.
when i work on my homework in to the wee hours of the night he mues at me to go to bed and reminds me of my mom naging at me to go to bed at 1-2 am...
some times he gets on top of the printer any waches me type a way...
when he whuts atinchen hedemands it by geting right infrunt of my face wethere im waching a movie or on the coputer.
one of his faverit games if to roll bottl caps a round the kichen and to swat at moths on the othere sideof the window.
some times when he is playing out side at night he will not come back in till i bow to him and call him my prince... hw likes to wach tv with me he likes animal plaint and the food network yet he is total unlike me when it comes to sifi and will go in the othere room the momint i put that kind of shows on.
i swere some times he talks and he can say out , now, no ,please, with out missing 1 part of its aplication.
since i am a full time sudent most the school year i leave at done and am bake a round dinertime, i have told him many times he is not my pet but my room mate and many times he has broght his toys to me like he whuts me to play with them and him work on the homework.
he reminds me to water my plants fill his food boll he has even got me to clean house by geting my atinchen and then siting on whut ever pile he whunts me to move offen so he can get to a windo lol... my emo cat...
i call him emo cus he realy is just ask my freinds lol like quietfire
when i go out of town the day after i get back he all ways whunts non-stop pets from me...
and when ever i have a gest over then next day he wont even let me pet him like hes mad at me and punishing me...
dering the sumer when im home all the time he gets sick of me and started to mue at me like hes telling me to get a life and leave the house all ready ... yet in the school time he all ways wellcomes me home and gives me some kitty kisses befor bed by hed buting me andpuring lowder then the TV.
he is 1 pritty kitty and i dont know if i could ov leived on my oun this long with out him.
1 of the 2 kittens like to fallow the sight manager... land lord... around so i know she was geting the love and food she neeeded however the othere never left the roof toop drinking only guter water and earing whut the land lord left on the roof line. the kitten on the roof was small er then othe othere and i asoomed it to was a girl... i baked a chican 1 day my 1st week liveing out and thoght that it would make good bate for ceaching the kitten on the roof!
the kitten ear 2 of the chican peaces befor i managed to grab it by the bak of the neck the way a mom cat would for a kitten.
i quicly carryed the kitten home leaving a pile of chican for the othere kitten.
i made a pile of pillows on my bed that the kitten could hid in and feal safe wile i proseeded to make a makeshif liter box set up water and food for the kitty in my bathroom. the kiten gorged its self on chican that night and when i when to bed i showed it the liter box and locked it in the bathroom... 1/2 thow the night of non stop mueing i let the kitten out not carring if it pooped in my house or not... the kiten slept that night nussled up in my armpit or between ly lags... i maned ~her princess that next day.
wheni got up that morning the chacn was all most all eaten and the water was 1/2 gone i was shocked a kitten so small could eat and drink so much i looked a round to see if it had peed or pood in my house only to find it meraculisly used the litter box and was potty trained with in its 1st night liveing with me i made a vet apointmet to get it its shots and cheked out for helth since i had noticed it seemed a bit under wait and had blisterd paws!
the vet like thoe landlord told me it was 4 munths old... but to my suprize ~she truned out to be a he!
i had not noticed he had balls becus to be quit onist thy where so small thay didi not even look like it... pore kitty no whunder he is so emo.
anyhow the name prinsess was not going to work so i looked up some names i liked and desided to go with the name suty wich is a eygiption name wich was a commen name a role name and the name of a boddy gard in anchent times that was told to have saved the life of a prinsess...
since he had saved me from being lownly in my new place and i saved him from being a wild starving kitten i desided this name would best soot him... however he still likes to be called prince and even prinsess some times i think he might be a little gay.. how ever dont let him know thats whut i think lol.
since having him he has grown to be over 2 times the size of his siter wich was origenaly biger then him and he has become a rathere acustomed house cat.
my landlord who had worked with feral cats befor told me i would have to keep him in the house for over a year befor i coud ever consiter leting him outside ir ever... 6 muths after having him i let him out side and he never even left the padeo rathere he whuted to run back in side and cral under the covers of my bed were he sinds 90% of his time... emo kitty...
now a days i let him a out about 3 times a muth for a cupple of hours how ever he only gos out at night for some reson he is afrade of sunlight and going out side in the day... his faverit color is lavander and light blue i know that only cus i do this test with all my animals were i get 1 toy in evry color i can and set them in a line the 1st toy thay walk off with not just sniff or bat at but take a way becomes there faverit color... he walked off with the lavander one however when picking out his caller he whuted the one with 3 bells rine stones and was light blue... like i sead gay cat!...
he has about 30 cat toys and 2 skraching/climingposts he has a full boll of food and water at all times a self cleaingin liter box... can we say spoled!...
ppl joke a round that he when from roof top to pint house or from rags to riches how ever im just trying to make sere he is happy. he hides whenn ever any one comes over and has only ever aproched me to get pets and skriches he sleeps in my bed and loves to sit in the window looking out at a world hes to a frad to play in... silly emo kitty...
rathere he gets a treet a can of wet cat food evry year on his b-day and on a spereing ocation some humon food nibbles i dont feed him that many humon things becuse he dus not bage or get on table tops or counters sincce he dus not get exsposed to humon food.
when i work on my homework in to the wee hours of the night he mues at me to go to bed and reminds me of my mom naging at me to go to bed at 1-2 am...
some times he gets on top of the printer any waches me type a way...
when he whuts atinchen hedemands it by geting right infrunt of my face wethere im waching a movie or on the coputer.
one of his faverit games if to roll bottl caps a round the kichen and to swat at moths on the othere sideof the window.
some times when he is playing out side at night he will not come back in till i bow to him and call him my prince... hw likes to wach tv with me he likes animal plaint and the food network yet he is total unlike me when it comes to sifi and will go in the othere room the momint i put that kind of shows on.
i swere some times he talks and he can say out , now, no ,please, with out missing 1 part of its aplication.
since i am a full time sudent most the school year i leave at done and am bake a round dinertime, i have told him many times he is not my pet but my room mate and many times he has broght his toys to me like he whuts me to play with them and him work on the homework.
he reminds me to water my plants fill his food boll he has even got me to clean house by geting my atinchen and then siting on whut ever pile he whunts me to move offen so he can get to a windo lol... my emo cat...
i call him emo cus he realy is just ask my freinds lol like quietfire
when i go out of town the day after i get back he all ways whunts non-stop pets from me...
and when ever i have a gest over then next day he wont even let me pet him like hes mad at me and punishing me...
dering the sumer when im home all the time he gets sick of me and started to mue at me like hes telling me to get a life and leave the house all ready ... yet in the school time he all ways wellcomes me home and gives me some kitty kisses befor bed by hed buting me andpuring lowder then the TV.
he is 1 pritty kitty and i dont know if i could ov leived on my oun this long with out him.
my 1st MMORPG
General | Posted 17 years agoat collage my freinds and i played Dand D wite wolf a rp game and a number of vamp rp games.
sevral of them played world of warcraft and even more of them play magic the gathering... however some of the gyes i was closet to played a gome called ro wich stands for ragnarok online and thay played the paysever called iro.
it was a year i whunted to play ro befor i finaly could.
the reson i could not was at that time i was 19 and leaving with my mom and adad and thay would not let me...
right after i truned 20 my name got to the top of a houseing list i had aplyed for it was rent controled and i could finaly move out and do whut i whunted.
mind u i love my mom and dad and thay have all ways look out for whuts best for me but thay razed me to stubern and string willed so its ez to say i buted heads a lot with my mom and big sis and dad...
my sis had all ready momed out when she whent off to collage and i had been going to callage 2 years by then so i whunted to move out and be like my bibi sisi indipentant and free.
with in the 1st week of being moved out i got my cat and started to play iro
with in 2 munths on iro myplayer way higher lvl then my freind that had been playing over a year and i had more items and in game $ then all of them... quicky thay stoped playing iro... becuse of me but not in a bad way rathere hummm how to say this...
thay started to look at the sever we where on as slow and since i had real life luck i was geting the items in game that only droped like 1 evry mill kill for the mosters... i cep playing iro with the freind i had met on that sever till finaly well secamstances a side quit for a free sever with more exp and faster game play.
the truth is the personi had played with on iro and who was the only reson i was still paying the paysever died in rl and i could not bear playing that sever any more. but to learn a bout that i will right it in an othere bloge since i dont whunt to start crying. since leaving iro i have played 6 dinfrant free severs crashing 1 by mistake lol sorry cake sever i didi not meen to crach you lol...
any how i play ro still on and off now a days im on a sever called sro wich stands for ScytheRO if your looking for a good sever i recomind this just search there sever name if u whunt to find it i dont know the posting links poisy or i would post a link to it.
anyhow i hang out at a place called go 22 and my giul is Q in the game.
i am not playing much right now only becuse i have othere things to do but i still thoght i would shere the game i love with any one that might like to play.
sevral of them played world of warcraft and even more of them play magic the gathering... however some of the gyes i was closet to played a gome called ro wich stands for ragnarok online and thay played the paysever called iro.
it was a year i whunted to play ro befor i finaly could.
the reson i could not was at that time i was 19 and leaving with my mom and adad and thay would not let me...
right after i truned 20 my name got to the top of a houseing list i had aplyed for it was rent controled and i could finaly move out and do whut i whunted.
mind u i love my mom and dad and thay have all ways look out for whuts best for me but thay razed me to stubern and string willed so its ez to say i buted heads a lot with my mom and big sis and dad...
my sis had all ready momed out when she whent off to collage and i had been going to callage 2 years by then so i whunted to move out and be like my bibi sisi indipentant and free.
with in the 1st week of being moved out i got my cat and started to play iro
with in 2 munths on iro myplayer way higher lvl then my freind that had been playing over a year and i had more items and in game $ then all of them... quicky thay stoped playing iro... becuse of me but not in a bad way rathere hummm how to say this...
thay started to look at the sever we where on as slow and since i had real life luck i was geting the items in game that only droped like 1 evry mill kill for the mosters... i cep playing iro with the freind i had met on that sever till finaly well secamstances a side quit for a free sever with more exp and faster game play.
the truth is the personi had played with on iro and who was the only reson i was still paying the paysever died in rl and i could not bear playing that sever any more. but to learn a bout that i will right it in an othere bloge since i dont whunt to start crying. since leaving iro i have played 6 dinfrant free severs crashing 1 by mistake lol sorry cake sever i didi not meen to crach you lol...
any how i play ro still on and off now a days im on a sever called sro wich stands for ScytheRO if your looking for a good sever i recomind this just search there sever name if u whunt to find it i dont know the posting links poisy or i would post a link to it.
anyhow i hang out at a place called go 22 and my giul is Q in the game.
i am not playing much right now only becuse i have othere things to do but i still thoght i would shere the game i love with any one that might like to play.
becomeing myself
General | Posted 17 years agoi was all ways an outcars never haveing more then 1 real frind and 2 or 3 fake ones just waiting to take atvantage of me, i spent most my younger school years eating lunch by my self being teased all day for being dinfrant slow or fat... even wheni was skinny i would spind my lunch time up in a tree or diging worms up with my 1 frind a boy that liked me only cus my dad rode a motersikal to pick me up 1 day, fake a freind as he was he was the closest freind i had that that age.
later i made a real freind sarah she became my best frind from middle school to the begening of clage rathere i sould say my only real frind as she was not a varry good best freind. and there was plenty of ppl to pretent to be my freind wile waiting to use me. as u can gathere i was never populer in any way and spent most of my time waching othere ppl make plains to hang out or eat lunch togethere or go shoping wile i sat off a lown blowing bubbes or climing a tree ...
ppl didi not understand why i would chace buterflys or sneek on to the roof to wach the ppl below pass by i remiber geting in a lot of trubal for eating my lunch on top of the jim blowing bubals and wisaling all the time...
never theless my last year of high school and only becuse i was a sener the freshmen looked up at me and i became instntly populer. i could not handal the stress of populerity and ended up atimpting to kill my self i swallowed 150 pills and chuged them all down with night quill mom wock up to find me crying waiting for the pills to put me to sleep and she forced me to thow up and rushed me to the hospidal.
thay pumped my stumic 2 times andput me on a 3 day hold.
i have told u this so u under stand my sercamstances for whut happened next.
wile i was in the 3 day hold i didi a lot of thinking about my self whut i had dun so far in my 18 year life who i was and whut i whunted to do with my life.
i had all ways been an artist and had never whuted to do anything but be an artist, however i had all so dun more in the 18 years at that time then most the 40+ yearolds i know at that time.
by the age of 18 i had been to 31 stats atstblished a comuity garden won valinter of the year tot 2-4 yearolds how to swim worked at a camp for disabled kids tot an art class at a cherch for 6 munths and sang ona creus ship... i had been to both canida and mexico sevral times i had worked at homless shelters and razed 3 trucks worth of toys clothing and books for fmilys in need, all by my self. i realized i had done more good then all the bad ppl had dun to me and that i was not ment to die yet.
i desided from that point on i didi not care whut ppl didi or thoght a bout me i was no loger going to be the person thay whunted me to pretent to be rathere i was going to be true to my self and act as i whunted dress as i whunted and do as i whunted... if for no othere reson then pretending to be someone othere then myself is whut got me where i was at that time.
wheni graduwated high school i when on to go to a local JC to mager in art...
i became known as cat not katie not catherine even thow thay sometimes called me catherine 90% of the time i was called cat just the way i had all ways whunted it my freind sarah soon moved a way and wile i remaind freinds with her i finaly made more frinds real ones and one that like me for me not some fake person i was pertending to be to make otheres happy...
1 year after i started callage there i met a group of ppl that wached anime played MMRPGs and games like Dand D thay dressed the way thay whunted to acted thay way thay whunted to and spoke the truth no mater whutit was i had finaly found my place ina grup of ppl that where being true to them selfs.
i have been going to that JC for 5 years not and have 1 year left befor going to a UC i know that sounds a bit long but im learning disabled my self so i take less classes at a time as so i can get good grades i get mostly As and Bs and i have goted 3 Cs so far i have only ever droped 1 class and it was becuse i inrolled in the rong one so i realy dont count it.
even from the end up high schhol i started to notice behaverts that were cat like in the way i askted like purring when geting a back rub or mueing when i was startaled.
ppl found it a bit odd at callage but liked me for it i think so i wisal blow bubles mue and pur when ever the mood hits me and know one minds at all... in fact in class 1 day wheni waas not playing anyatinchen dering roll call , when my name was alled i mued and wile some ppl LOLed the teacher smiled and and cept going like it was ordanary for some one named cat to mue.
well here it is sumer 2008 and iv come a long way since 2003 wheni have to say the old me died and the realy me was finalty set free.
all so i met my 1st rl furry just about 2 weeks or less a go i had met hima long time go but never realy got to know him... i dont think he was a furry then so i think like me he was set free between time.
he asked me if i was a furry and after giving it some thoght i told him no but im probly 2 years a way from being one.
that being sead let me clearly say this...
i am not seeking some one to shere my bed with but rathere some one to shere my life with.
if u dont understand whut i meen, whut i mean is im looking for freinds nothing more just ppl who i can be true with and ppl who are true to me.
later i made a real freind sarah she became my best frind from middle school to the begening of clage rathere i sould say my only real frind as she was not a varry good best freind. and there was plenty of ppl to pretent to be my freind wile waiting to use me. as u can gathere i was never populer in any way and spent most of my time waching othere ppl make plains to hang out or eat lunch togethere or go shoping wile i sat off a lown blowing bubbes or climing a tree ...
ppl didi not understand why i would chace buterflys or sneek on to the roof to wach the ppl below pass by i remiber geting in a lot of trubal for eating my lunch on top of the jim blowing bubals and wisaling all the time...
never theless my last year of high school and only becuse i was a sener the freshmen looked up at me and i became instntly populer. i could not handal the stress of populerity and ended up atimpting to kill my self i swallowed 150 pills and chuged them all down with night quill mom wock up to find me crying waiting for the pills to put me to sleep and she forced me to thow up and rushed me to the hospidal.
thay pumped my stumic 2 times andput me on a 3 day hold.
i have told u this so u under stand my sercamstances for whut happened next.
wile i was in the 3 day hold i didi a lot of thinking about my self whut i had dun so far in my 18 year life who i was and whut i whunted to do with my life.
i had all ways been an artist and had never whuted to do anything but be an artist, however i had all so dun more in the 18 years at that time then most the 40+ yearolds i know at that time.
by the age of 18 i had been to 31 stats atstblished a comuity garden won valinter of the year tot 2-4 yearolds how to swim worked at a camp for disabled kids tot an art class at a cherch for 6 munths and sang ona creus ship... i had been to both canida and mexico sevral times i had worked at homless shelters and razed 3 trucks worth of toys clothing and books for fmilys in need, all by my self. i realized i had done more good then all the bad ppl had dun to me and that i was not ment to die yet.
i desided from that point on i didi not care whut ppl didi or thoght a bout me i was no loger going to be the person thay whunted me to pretent to be rathere i was going to be true to my self and act as i whunted dress as i whunted and do as i whunted... if for no othere reson then pretending to be someone othere then myself is whut got me where i was at that time.
wheni graduwated high school i when on to go to a local JC to mager in art...
i became known as cat not katie not catherine even thow thay sometimes called me catherine 90% of the time i was called cat just the way i had all ways whunted it my freind sarah soon moved a way and wile i remaind freinds with her i finaly made more frinds real ones and one that like me for me not some fake person i was pertending to be to make otheres happy...
1 year after i started callage there i met a group of ppl that wached anime played MMRPGs and games like Dand D thay dressed the way thay whunted to acted thay way thay whunted to and spoke the truth no mater whutit was i had finaly found my place ina grup of ppl that where being true to them selfs.
i have been going to that JC for 5 years not and have 1 year left befor going to a UC i know that sounds a bit long but im learning disabled my self so i take less classes at a time as so i can get good grades i get mostly As and Bs and i have goted 3 Cs so far i have only ever droped 1 class and it was becuse i inrolled in the rong one so i realy dont count it.
even from the end up high schhol i started to notice behaverts that were cat like in the way i askted like purring when geting a back rub or mueing when i was startaled.
ppl found it a bit odd at callage but liked me for it i think so i wisal blow bubles mue and pur when ever the mood hits me and know one minds at all... in fact in class 1 day wheni waas not playing anyatinchen dering roll call , when my name was alled i mued and wile some ppl LOLed the teacher smiled and and cept going like it was ordanary for some one named cat to mue.
well here it is sumer 2008 and iv come a long way since 2003 wheni have to say the old me died and the realy me was finalty set free.
all so i met my 1st rl furry just about 2 weeks or less a go i had met hima long time go but never realy got to know him... i dont think he was a furry then so i think like me he was set free between time.
he asked me if i was a furry and after giving it some thoght i told him no but im probly 2 years a way from being one.
that being sead let me clearly say this...
i am not seeking some one to shere my bed with but rathere some one to shere my life with.
if u dont understand whut i meen, whut i mean is im looking for freinds nothing more just ppl who i can be true with and ppl who are true to me.
relization
General | Posted 17 years agoi supose it was in middle school wheni relized o didi not like boys and that i was a lez.
how ever at this time i whent by a nick name my mom and dad gave me as a babby . my name is catherine however do to my moms dislike of the nick name cathy from a baby i was nicknamed katie and was called catherin only wheni was bad ...to be onist had heard my real name only used a bout 3 times a year till i was in middle school.
it was when my art teacher a lady i resected told me i had a butiful name that i realized i never picked my nick name and wile i had not learned to like my name yet i desided i whunted to be called cat wich was the 1st 3 leters of my name and it fit my persnality beter. all the teachers alled me katie and even my best freind at the time didi not call me cat rathere ppl made fun of me for it and called me names like kit kat or kitty ot kate...i hated it by the end of midle school a gave up trying to be called cat despite loveing that name.
when i started high school of corce my real name was on the roster as catherine how ever my best freind at the time was still calling me katie and so with in the 1st week all the teachers began to call me katie with out ever asking if thats whut i liked or not...
with in the 1st muth of high school i told my homeroom teacher to please call me cat!
however he still called me katie till he stoped working for the school the fallowing year in the mean time some ppl called me katie some catherine and 1 or 2 ppl resected my wiches and cleed me cat and ya some still called me kitty...
finaly by my last 2 years ppl were calling me cat or catherine some ppl still called me katie like my best freind at that time and 1 person started to call me cathy despite me telling them i hated that name.! regardless dearing my last year someone asked me why i whunted to be called cat and i ancerd this "becuse i was never able to pick a nick name that reprizented who i am,"
thay atributed it it the way my real name was spelled and at the time so did i however now a days i could car less if my real name started with C A T or not my name is cat becuse that is who i am.
dont take this rong i love my real name more then the name cat i supose however nick names are supost to reprizent who u are not whut your called when your born.
how ever at this time i whent by a nick name my mom and dad gave me as a babby . my name is catherine however do to my moms dislike of the nick name cathy from a baby i was nicknamed katie and was called catherin only wheni was bad ...to be onist had heard my real name only used a bout 3 times a year till i was in middle school.
it was when my art teacher a lady i resected told me i had a butiful name that i realized i never picked my nick name and wile i had not learned to like my name yet i desided i whunted to be called cat wich was the 1st 3 leters of my name and it fit my persnality beter. all the teachers alled me katie and even my best freind at the time didi not call me cat rathere ppl made fun of me for it and called me names like kit kat or kitty ot kate...i hated it by the end of midle school a gave up trying to be called cat despite loveing that name.
when i started high school of corce my real name was on the roster as catherine how ever my best freind at the time was still calling me katie and so with in the 1st week all the teachers began to call me katie with out ever asking if thats whut i liked or not...
with in the 1st muth of high school i told my homeroom teacher to please call me cat!
however he still called me katie till he stoped working for the school the fallowing year in the mean time some ppl called me katie some catherine and 1 or 2 ppl resected my wiches and cleed me cat and ya some still called me kitty...
finaly by my last 2 years ppl were calling me cat or catherine some ppl still called me katie like my best freind at that time and 1 person started to call me cathy despite me telling them i hated that name.! regardless dearing my last year someone asked me why i whunted to be called cat and i ancerd this "becuse i was never able to pick a nick name that reprizented who i am,"
thay atributed it it the way my real name was spelled and at the time so did i however now a days i could car less if my real name started with C A T or not my name is cat becuse that is who i am.
dont take this rong i love my real name more then the name cat i supose however nick names are supost to reprizent who u are not whut your called when your born.
my 1st cat ears
General | Posted 17 years agofunny thing was 2006 fanime, my 1st con and my 1st fanime. i liked anime a lot and my freinds told me a bout this con so i got a tikit and got up early to go, however i whent to the con a day early in full costum comply by mistake.. ya i was a dum noob and kace a day early lol it was 8 am and i found my way to the back dock i was in cosplay as a anime school girl with stuffed animals... plushes pind all over me like thay were holding on to my bag skert shoes and solder it was realy cute... so i found my way to the back docks of the con and the ppl were just unlodeing the trucks to set up the con and thay put me to work. i becam a val right then and now 2 years later im staf, however with that sead that year was when i became a rl catgril. at the con i say many ppl walking a round with the cutest cat ears i had ever seen thay were not cheep looking or floppy reathereperrrfict and 3D.
from the moment i saw one i know i had to get one, after searching the vinders hall i finaly found them and got my 1st ears.
from the moment i saw one i know i had to get one, after searching the vinders hall i finaly found them and got my 1st ears.
the begining
General | Posted 17 years agoi didi not allways know i was a catgirl or rathere i was and didi not know it...
i can remiber 1 year when i was a little kid it was x-mas eave night and i sould not sleep santa had not came yet mind u i was varry young...
i remiber cralling on to my mom and dads tall bed and curling up in a ball like a cat at my moms feet and falling a sleep finaly, i was still there the next morning cruled up like a kitten when mom and ada wock me for hot coco and cinimonrolls santa had come and it was morning.
i can remiber 1 year when i was a little kid it was x-mas eave night and i sould not sleep santa had not came yet mind u i was varry young...
i remiber cralling on to my mom and dads tall bed and curling up in a ball like a cat at my moms feet and falling a sleep finaly, i was still there the next morning cruled up like a kitten when mom and ada wock me for hot coco and cinimonrolls santa had come and it was morning.
