My cat, Mocha died. It was 8 o'clock when I went out to look for her. I found the lower half of her body in the garden. I felt nothing. I tried calling Mom, but she was in rehab. So I called Dad, and told him what happened. He said if I was going to bury her. I said I was going to. It wasn't until I picked her up and put her in the towel shroud, I lost it. I couldn't bare to look at her, not wanting to remember her like that. I buried her in the back of the house, next to the cherry tree, & gave her a highlight hose stake as marker. I was just smoothing out the hair on her face yesterday, as she lay on my chest. I can understand when they die of natural causes, or run down by a car, but to be eaten. It's salt in the wound that even in her final days, I won't be able to see her face, one last time. I absolutely lost all hope in existing anymore. She was my last hope in the world. And now, she's gone.

I got a warning for using A.I. & had my image removed. I just looked threw the rules ex. & could not find a no A.I. rule. Could someone give me a link to where this rule is. I'm sorry if I offended someone that I am not a good artist like everyone else, & referred to a drawing device to express my thoughts. It wont happen again.

I got my replacement power supply part in the mail recently but, it was DOA (Dead On Arrive). I looked in my power supply & it was due to one burn out capacitor, so I de-soldered the one in the one I recently bought & put it in my old one. I was crossing my fingers & hopping for power. And It worked. My computers working again. I need to empty a lot of useless things in my external hard drive before saving my PC files to it. well the important ones anyway. So I'll be getting back to work writing story's, a soon as I save the files to the external drive.

My bro was upset with me using his computer wifi, so he help me out paying for a new power supply part. Hopefully its the only problem with my PC. As soon as i get it up & running, I'm saving all my files on my external hard drives, & update regularly.

The power supply circuit board to my main computer suddenly smelled like a party fog machine & shut off. I'm using a limited windows 7 tablet with a faulty keyboard that will only work when I have the screen at an uncomfortable angle, to wright this message. I can not get to the story's I have just bin writing or any of my writing material ideas. The only way I can get them now is pull the hard drive & mount it to my laptop with an external hard drive adapter I have. BUT, I can't find my adapter, because, I left it at the house I was recently this year, evicted from, & currently trying to repair & clean. Witch means I have piled of stuff that I have no were to put......... I need a Semi trailer to put everything in to organizes it all.

I've bin busy trying to fix my house to get UN-evicted. Fixing the unsafe floor boards, drain the flooded craw space & cleaning the years of stuff my mother has collected. She's bit of a pack rat, & doesn't want to, well clean, just sort. The time I can get, I try spending writing story's, finishing some chapters & making new story material for other series. I'll do my best to get more content as soon as I can.
By the way, I just got up, still tired, so I'm now really concentrating on what I'm writing right now.

I've bin busy, trying to work out how to get a job, with no drivers license or bank account. The only ones that can help me are my mother & brother to drive me around, but, I have to deal with their time. Meaning they'll only help me when they feel like it. I try to explain, I need help learning the drivers manual & need a car to drive around in. But they expect me to do it on my own. No confidence, no help, totally ignoring I exists other when I help them, like grocery's, moving or fixing their stuff. I want to help my family, but they wont give me a chance. They complain I've all ready had my chance & left it a that.
Anyway, my brother recently bought me a used trailer to move out of his apartment & get a chance to repair my evicted home, which it's parked next to.
My mother & brother seam to only help me when I start to bug them needing help to become self self-sufficient. I help them because I want to, whats there excise for not helping me?
Down to the point of the title, I finally got some writing in & will hopefully have some more chapters written out for the story's I have so far.
At the moment, I'm working on SCP Triple X, Code Name Skin Suit.
Once I get the mobile home trailer wired up to the house & clean up. I should have more time to wright more, & post more. Hopefully.

I have bin busy lately dealing with something & need to vent.

I have bin evicted from the house I have bin living with my family since day one of my life. The house that has all ready bin payed for fully. Because of a small storing problem, my mother's a pack rat, & I need to fix some rotten holes in the floor. Someone tattled on us to the health department, then tattled again to the police saying I was still living there, when I was there to clean & fix the house that day. We don't let anyone in, because we were still in the processes of fixing it, Well, I was. My father complains I'm going to brake his al ready broken house, & my mother wont tell me anything about what's important & whats not. The only thing she finds important, is shopping & me doing the heavy labor.
I've bin miserable, my family wont help me, saying they've tried helping me & have given up. I ask fro more help & get angry feedback saying I'm the one that's angry, we tried helping you, you want us to do everything for you ex.
All I need is a drivers license & car & I can get a job, then I wont need your help.
Brother: DO IT YOURSELF YOUR SMART STOP BUGGING ME, I'M BUSY PAYING GAMES ON MY INTERNET, MY COMPUTER, IN MY HOUSE WITH MY MONEY!
Ive tried finding an online class, but this second hand computer can't handle the stream. By the time its loaded, the class is half over.
I'm stuck in one place, living in my brothers apartment. My mother & father are living with my mothers brother. My mother or brother drive me around, but for there own means. I have to go back to the house daily, because we have three cats still there, & nowhere to take them to keep them safe.
I keep getting suggestions to take them to a shelter or just kill them out right. My suggestion to them is, my cats are my life, me getting rid of them would be the same as you being hung by your sensitive arias on a sharp hook. Very Painful.
I be making more content, as soon as I get more time on my hands. :(

I know there is a suit called a Fem-skin, where guys dress up as girls, but. I'm curious, has anyone ever heard or seen, of a girl wearing a male body Femskin like suit? With all the pluming attached? I've seen like underwear like things with the male pluming on it, but that's as far as Ive seen. When will the male Femskins come out, or muscle suits, or muscle skins, (whats a good name)? What do you think?

There was a comic strip I seen & wanted a copy. The creator deleted his or her account along with the strip. I'd like to try to find it & need help. Can anyone tell me who the author of the strip, the site it was on & when it was made?
If I can find out when what were ex. I can use a program site online called "The Wayback Machine" to retrieve a copy of the strip. And knowing this strip was made by someone else, I would clearly make it known who made it with an artist title pasted on all the comic pages.

So, can anyone help me out & bring this amazing comic back to the light.

I was thinking of a story scene where Don comes home after walking around New York testing out his new disguise. The suit compresses Don's notable features via, high tech space compression.
His brothers are shocked that Don looked like an actual human being. Mickey was more shocked after Don started to undress to take of the suit. He had no..ah.. Mickey stuttered as Don completed his sentence. "Genitalia!"
Mickey being curious about this suit, he searches his room to find a storage locker full of suits of all shapes & sizes. Including a suit of April. Later on in the story the brothers are told, (except for Mickey who has taken one of the older suits out on the town) that the suits had a flaw, that's why Don was testing his new prototype .
The suits compression felid malfunctions in the presents of liquids such as sweet. It' starts out as a small back pain. The longer you were it, or the more sweet you produce, the wearer develops spinal damage.

Could anyone make a story on these lines?