"Boom, headshot!" Jayden shouted, collapsing back into his computer chair with a satisfied grunt. Cracking his knuckles quickly and unceremoniously, Jayden ran his clawed fingers up the snowy white fur of his muzzle.

Looking back at the computer screen, he could see the horde of zombies advancing on him with a vengeance, obviously distraught by the flashy display of his M16 skills. Of course, this was assuming that the zombies were even capable of anything other than reeking like rotten flesh.

Rolling his head across his shoulders, he turned his frayed, black cadet cap backwards as a mischievous smirk slit across his face. His deep emerald eyes were twinkling in the quiet light above him as his hands rest back on the mouse and the WASD keys. He was a master at this; he may damn well be lost in his own life, but when it came to controlling someone else's through an electronic interface, all bets were off.

The sound of unrestrained gun fire echoed off the walls of his small room, the deep bass making the floor vibrate below him. A low tinkling filled the room as the casings hit the pavement and the furious sounds of clicking assaulted his ears, but he had yet to hit a single button. A loud scream filled the room amidst the gurgling sea of grunts and groans, eliciting a thinly veiled chuckle from the wolf.

"Dammit, Jayden, get your head out your ass and do something!" Paige shouted, as she pushed the keyboard away from her.

"Don't worry, I got this," Jayden smirked. Running backwards, he began to fire shot after shot at the zombies as they pressed forward, working fruitlessly for their next meal. Mow them down, he thought, thin the horde, slow them down. Headshot, headshot, headshot. This was all so trivial, yet so throughly entertaining; it was almost like he had control over something for once. It was nothing like the real world where you had to worry about relationships and what to wear the next day. This was actually thrilling.

With his back against the wall, Jayden hit the closest zombie across the face with the stock of his gun. Before it even had the chance to stumble backwards, there was an explosion of red followed by the calming sound of the last zombie hitting the pavement.

~~~

Just having some fun writing something else for a change. I've kind of found myself sucked into this story, so I don't know how far I'll get into it before I inevitably end up back with Swansong.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nkREt4ZB-ck
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nm28K-Dgfxs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cElk8cQk2VY

If anyone is curious, this speech is a great bit of my motivation.

Time has come for me to take a break from writing; if you care to know why, it's all written out on my journal on my site:

http://www.syrik-iceblood.com/

I am going to buy a fursuit SPECIFICALLY for this purpose. And I'm going to record it, and it's going to be awesome.

https://youtu.be/DnX2V7BOZRA

I think I just turned straight.

Damn it.

Writer's block...
Writer's block...
Writer's block...

Someone help meeeeee.
It's so bad I don't even have a witty comment to put in here.

I'm not sure which is more annoying: Airplanes by B.O.B., or any song by Rihanna.

In several days I'm planning on ordering the 15inch i7 MacBook Pro, the one from 2010, with 4gigs of RAM and the 7200RPM hard drive. I've wanted to for a long time, and now I finally have the funds to do so, and I have one question, so I'm wondering if anyone has any experience:

How are the 1680x1050 high-res displays? I plan on sticking to the glossy screen, but I was just curious how the extra pixels affect the experience. Obviously everyone would be smaller on screen, but does it make it any harder to view text?

It's a rather complicated decision because I need the display for both Photoshop and writing. Any input would be useful.

You know,
I often find myself wondering why I haven't cut off all my hair yet.
It's kind of something I've been meaning to do for like the last five years, but it just never happens.

Maybe next year.

And I wonder when I sing along with you;
If everything could ever feel this real forever,
If anything could ever be this good again.
The only thing I'll ever ask of you,
Got to promise not to stop when I say when.

So, after much planning, and work, and lots of lost sleep, I'm finally starting to write Swansong.

It's a work that I started four years ago, got close to the end, and then realized I didn't like it. So, I started over.

If you're interested, the link is:

http://syrik-iceblood.com/index.php?id=12

I got a new domain and moved everything over last night. :-]

syrik-iceblood.com

So, I've been gone a while, but I do still write. I made a website that has all my stories on it. Since all the stories I write have multiple chapters, they get really cumbersome to upload, so the link is:

portfolio.fyrestormguild.com

(Yea, I know, it's a subdomain to the website I made for my EQ guild. Cool, right?)

I'm writing a different story. And it's hella long, so I'm going to put up a few chapters at a time.

I'm not too sure about the name, but that's what I chose and I'm sticking with it.