Yeah, I got back at around 11:30 last night. 'Twas fun.

Now, I have something that needs to be said. I really need to move to Virginia, because I've realized two things.

1. Virginia is the Loli-capital of the world. They're...everywhere...and most of them are hot as all Hell. Heheh...

2. Virginia is also HORSELAND. Just like the Loli's, they're everywhere down there.

Now all I have to do is move to Virgnia, and get me a loli and a horse. That would be perfection.

...For several days.

I'll be tied up in Virginia until Monday.

I fear the number of messages I will come back to.

You people should send me sexy, sexy notes that I can read when I get back. Yes, that sounds like a good idea. ;3

ANYWAY, SERIOUS PSEUDO-BUSINESS PROPOSITION.

I'm making a new table-top RPG, and I'm calling it Barrier. I ranted about it in "No Man is an Island," many journals back. Anyway. I NEEDS AHT FO IT, FOO.

The problem is, I don't know how well it's going to sell, this being my first commercial venue and all. That, and I'm going tbe upfront right now and say I need to take about $300 right off the top to pay court fines. However, if you do submit art for it, and it does sell well, and I do make more than that $300, here's the deal.

I will pay each artist that submits work a certain percentage of how ever much the game makes in its first two years. I'm thinking 5% for each artist, though this number may become more if very few people decide to take this offer up. I can guarantee it will not become less, however; as I will have to drop any surplus art I cannot afford.

So, if you're interested, note me about it. I'll keep track of everyone who displays such interest. It will be some time before I am ready to accept any art, and when the time comes you and I will discuss what kinds of pictures I'll need and other important details.

HASTA EL DIO, AMIGOS.

Dammit... I want an ED article too...

How come everybody else has one!? WHY NOT ME!? DO I NOT CAUSE ENOUGH DRAMA!? IS THAT MY ONE AND ONLY FAULT!?

Oh, and the god complex.

LAWLZ.

So, those of you who read the first rant will see that this kind of ties into the part of that one. This rant was also inspired by a journal I have seen today. Again, I will not name names; YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Actually, I saw it not more than five minutes before getting the ideas for a new Daniel's Rant © ; Nah, I'm just kidding, that shit ain't copyright. Use it all you want .

At any rate.

Alright, will somebody please tell this clueless nigger when it became "hip" to be closeminded?

Now, don't feed me, "but that's human nature!" bullshit. I'm not going to argue that; hells, I'll be among the first to SAY that. But there's a certain line you can cross where it ceases to be human nature, and becomes you being a bigot because you like it.

So, let's get going on dissecting today's daily dose of BULLSHIT.

Alright, the opening line is something along the lines of, "I want to thank everyone for showing positive reactions to my art," yadda yadda. Stereotypical, "I'm about to say something I know is going to piss someone off" load of crock.

Then she goes on with some bullshit philosophical discussion, talking about how everyone has light sides and darks sides. When the FUCK did I get teleported into Star Wars!? D:< GODDAMIT, I WANT MAH LIGHTSABAH! At any rate, I'm already going, "Oh, gods, this isn't going to be good."

So, in this same paragraph she then goes onto to bitch about how it's "not her job to bring the best out of people," and that she's tired of the "hassle of seeing things that break my heart".

...

Okay, am I the one of the FEW furries who's socially adept enough to realize that if you let a fucking DRAWING "break your heart," you need some professional help? Seriously, WTF mate? IT'S A D-R-A-W-I-N-G. F-A-N-T-A-S-Y. Born from the IMAGINATION. Which has the prerequisite, of being not real. Therefore, having no substance. Therefore, confusing me as to how it can "break your heart". Let alone the fact, that it's PORN that "breaks her heart." FUCKING, PORN. And, yes, I do realize the double statement there. Who in the HELLS has an emtional response to porn? Sexual, physical, I can understand. Body sees sex, body wants some. But, emotional? Imma' go out on a limb, and state that such a "reaction" is a fairly good indicator that she should get some tests or something; not necessarily that something IS wrong, but a fairly accurate indication that something MIGHT be wrong.

Whatever.

Okay, then she goes on to state how she's here to share her creations, not be "to be disturbed to the depths of my soul" ... ... ... Okay, I'm going to say this QUITE plainly.

VERY PLAINLY.

IF. YOU. DON'T. LIKE. WHAT. YOU. ARE. SEEING. CHANGE. YOUR. MATURE. FILTERS. See, I didn't even use any contractions?

But, there's no fucking way that such an act is too complicated; that such an idea is too intellectually grapsing (thank you, Maxine), that it would escape her cognative abilities completely. I mean, she's a human, right? She has a brain, right? She uses it, RIGHT? >_>

Moving right along. Then she starts to windbag about how she "can't take it anymore". And she even decides to say that it's useless to try to debate with people (and people, no, I'm not kidding; she specificalyl chose the word debate, instead of talk, signfying that despite all her previous comments, she does in fact wish to keep a hostile environment between her and anyone who has a fetish she doesn't agree with).

Now, don't get me wrong. I've said it before, I'll say it again. There is absolutely nothing wrong with not liking or not being interested in a fetish. I'm not going to get all up in someone's face, screaming at them. "YOU DON'T LIKE CUB PORN! YOU DON'T LIKE VORE! YOU DON'T LIKE FATFUR!" Hells, I don't even like Vore or Fatfur stuff.

(Gah...creeyp bycicle mounted bible thumpers outside my windows...)

However, like I said earlier, there are certain lines that seperate not liking/understaning the meaning behind fetishes, and creating an outright hostile environment perpetrated by you and you alone. If you ask people not to send you links to things, to not talk about things with you, that's okay. However, once you start passing off some thinly-veiled attempt at moral superiority, you no longer have the moral high ground. Maybe one day, she'll grow up and realize that a person's sexuality, nor their sexual kinks, do not define them. It is how they behave, how they act, and what they believe, that define them. And she has proven herself to a poor example of a human being, shutting down any attempt at understanding and tolerance, which are the ONLY things that define someone as a good person, before they can even breathe.

I've met zoos with a better grasp of morals and ethics than she does. I've met pedophiles who treat others like real human beings, a hell of a lot more often than her. Hells, during my (albeit short) stint in the correction facility, where I was put face-to-face with thieves, gang members and other stereotypically unsavory characters, I noticed that they act with a larger amount of social decorum than I've ever seen her do.

So, getting back to the point of this rant. Someone FUCKING TELL ME when it became "cool" to be ignorant, to be hating, and intolerant. I was still under the impression that everyone strived to become better people, rather than deciding that it's somehow okay to simply sit, stewing in a pool of self-imposed prudishness and fear. But, hey, maybe I'm just an idealist.

Oh well. I'm expecting certain accounts that both she and I watch to go running to her, once they recognize my quotes. Doesn't bother me.

Peace and Love,
WolfDog.

While rewriting the first addition to be up to date, what with the game in second edition and all, I came across a discrepency in the CRB, where there was a skill listed in the Physical Skill List but not described later.

Problem fix? I took it off the list. It was a stupid skill anyway, that can be done through Swimming. The skill removed was Diving.

At any rate, I have fixed this issue, and edited the submissions for both the .doc file and the .rtf chapter in my scraps.

FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, THE DEVILS'S NUMBER IS NOT 666!

IT'S 616!

ARRRRRGH!

KING JAMES WAS A FUCKING IDIOT, AND THAT WAS A MISTRANSLATION!

*cries*

I said I made a couple of characters through The Rabbit Hole. Here they are.


Teladina
http://rh.greydawn.net/browse.php?c=Teladina

WolfDog
http://rh.greydawn.net/browse.php?c=WolfDog

Hey, lucky you all; you get THREE rants for the price (still free, though) of one! Yipee!

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You know, over the last week or so, it's come to attention that pretty much 90% of the furrie fandom must be a little infantilist. There is no other explaination for the sheer amount of immaturity that my precious mind is assulted with on a daily basis. But, to speak the immaturity in a sweeping move would require my entire life; there's far too much of it. No, today, we're going to talk about three things in particular, the first two rants being inspiried by journals I have seen today. Now, I'm not going to name namnes or anything, name-dropping (unless necessary for proof) is a big no-no, but you know who you are.

First of all, let's talk about the sudden insurgance of anti-anti-human ideologies. Alright, that, in and of itself, doesn't bug me. After all, behind the computer, beneath all the pixels and letters, we're all human. You can have the soul of whatever the fuck you want, but you are biolgically human. Chances are, there's no way around that; it's fact. And if you aren't human, how the fuck stupid can you be? Using a public forum is rather ballsy move for you, isn't it? Wouldn't that make it easier for the humans to find you?

Getting back on track. Like I said, such sentiments don't really bother me unless taken to extremes. Or...used for self-serving drama. Just a few minutes ago, I had the unfortunate pain of reading a journal in which one dipshit was complaining because a bunch of people "disowned" him/her because (s)he turned his/her character into a human. Which, of course, started yet another juvenile "OMG UR AL HUMN" outburst from this person. It was said that this was done because they're trying to "get back into the real world, instead of the one on the internet." Why don't you cut the fucking bullshit, and call it what it is; you're trying to pull another "let's all get back to reality" antic, because obviously everyone's reality is as peachy as yours. But let me resate that; it's a "getting back to reality" maneuver.

...

WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU THINK FURRIE WAS, YOU DIPSHIT!?

It's about escaping reality. It's about leaving the real life behind, even if only for a miniscule amount of time. Trying to pull everyone in the furrie community back into reality is like ME going to a Christian church and trying to have them all say that their religion is false. DOES ANYBODY ELSE SEE THE INHERENT CONTRADICTION IN THESE TWO SITUATIONS?

OF FUCKING COURSE MOST FURRIES ARE GOING TO LEAVE YOU.

Especially when you imply that they're all wrapped up in their own private dellusions. WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU THINK WAS GOING TO HAPPEN? That they'd all just sit there and take your passive-aggressive bullshit? Bit high on ourselves, aren't we?

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Mooooving right along. Now let's talk about the "Angry Kids." The Emos who aren't willing to admit that they're emo. Hate to burst your bubble (actually, no, I don't...), but you are emo. You hold the EXACT FUCKING SAME "oh, the world hates me," and, "the world is full of asses," and inability to control your fucking emotions that they do.

AND NOW THESE PEOPLE ARE PROUD OF THAT!? PROUD, THAT THEY'RE SOCIALLY INEPT!? PROUD, THAT THEY'RE ACTING LIKE A GROUP OF KINDERGARTENERS, EVEN THOUGH THEY SPEND ALL THEIR TIME BITCHING ABOUT THAT SAME GROUP OF PEOPLE?

FOr example. The journal that started this part of the rant was, effectively: I don't like that you people have the balls to be silly in public, which I don't, so I'm going to mask my jealousy in poorly-contructed anger and DEWATCH YOU ALL NOW! That's what it was. I think (s)he said that they dewatched 250 some people, and mostly for bullshit reasons.

"Oh, you posted one of their sandwich memes. MY HEART, YOU'VE BROKEN MY HEART."

"Because I don't like you, and I have no security in my masculinity, so I'm going to act like a giant dick and prove I (don't actually) have one."

Oh, sure, there were a few acceptable causes in there. Accounts that are only watchers. People that haven't been active in quite some time, blah blah fucking blah.

BUT. Let's talk about the sandwhich meme part of it, shall we? Effectively, he implies that if you posted one, no matter how good a person you are or how good an artist you are, he hates you from that moment on. I wasn't the only one who thought, "What the fuck? That's a stupid-ass grudge," but I moved on before getting entangled in more drama. Someone ELSE, however, did get involved. They were quite polite in responding, and found a more elloquent way to say, "Dude, you're being a fucking dick," than I ever could have. So what's the owner of this journal do? He turns around and starts cussing the guy out, yelling, bitching and borderline harrassing him because HE DARED TO HAVE A DIFFERENT OPPINION. Oh my gods, CALL THE FUCKING GESTAPPO! WE HAVE A BREACH OF THOUGHT CRIME PROTOCOL!

And when called out on his assholishness, he proves how dickless he really is by saying that he's "tired of pretending to be something he's not," and that "everything before now was just a lie," and how he's, "happy being who he is." Obviously he's not, because he takes every opportunity to BITCH about how his life sucks. And he has the gall to complain that nobody wants to be around him?

WELL OF COURSE NOBODY WANTS TO BE AROUND YOU! Every opporutnity you get, you go out of your fucking way to berate, make fun of, insult, harass, verbally assault, and/or put them down. So don't bitch when nobody wants to hang out with you. IT'S YOUR OWN FUCKING FAULT.

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Now, this last segment is probably going to touch more nerves then the first two. Here, I'm going to talk about the sheer stupidity some people can display when it comes to the fetishes/sexual orientations of other people. Here, I will be name-dropping, and shamelessly, to prove a point.

Now, I have no issue with people who say, "I will not draw/look at/read anything related to the following subject matter," or something along those lines. As long as they use common sense, and treat other people like that, PEOPLE, when they say, "I'm just not into those things, sorry."

BUT. I do take issue once that line is crossed, and people start passive-aggressively attacking each other on a personal level, insulting their character (as in ethical standards) because that person happens to be into something they are not.

Let's take  Lynxia for example. In this journaly here-

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/145757/

She quite plainly states, and I quote; "Come on people, its like supporting the rape of little kids for real. It cuts me very very deep that people actually enjoy that sh*t."

(And girl, if you're gonna' cus, DO IT. Gods this whole, "Imma' take out one or two letters and still think I'm fucking cool" bullshit is SOOOO pases...)

At any rate. Excuse me? It supports the rape of little kids for real? Are you fucking stupid, or do you just choose not to think? Now, I can't remember what it's called, but the theory that states that by seeing something (such as a pedophile as myself looking at lolicon) it will relieve the stress of the persons' tendencies to do that thing HAS ABSOLUTELY NO SCIENTIFIC EVIDENCE TO HAVE ANY BASIS IN THE REAL WORLD.

THAT GOES FOR THE REVERSE, AS WELL.

I mean, let's guage myself. I've been looking at cub/loli-shotacon every day of my life for the past five years. Have I gone out and raped any little kids? Well, if I had, I wouldn't be typing this right now, would I?

Let's not forget that if that IS true, than all violent art obviously encourages acts of random violence. And all fantasy art obviously encourages the use of witchcraft. And...

I'll just say this.

You can't have your cake, unless you're willing to eat it too.

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT'S REALLY FUNNY? Later on, in thess journal here-

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/161592/

She goes long-winded rant about how you can't judge an artist based on what they draw.

...

Wait... Isn't that what she JUST did?

And then here-

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/148228/

Her sixth thing is, and I quote again: "It's okay to live and let live. The fact that they don't share your interest doesn't make them a bad person. Pushing your interests on them makes you a jerk."

Now, that doesn't seem to go along with what she said first, now does it?

Playing both sides much? Choose a side, and fucking stick with it. OR DON'T SPEAK AT ALL.

Yeah... After having just seen this website called the Rabbit Hole... I have come to concensus that we furries, as a group, as a general rule...

ARE FREAKEH. That's not a bad thing, don't get me wrong. It just...needs to be said.

I learned a very important life lesson today.

Do not eat meat, when it's been open for about a week. Even if it was in the Fridge.

GODS. SOMEONE MAKE MY BUTT STOP LEAKING INSTANT CHOCOLATE MASHED POTATOES.

D:>

Apparently, I don't put any real effort into what I do.

Apparently, the fact that I can spend years working and reworking a story to make it exactly what I want is negated by the fact that I would rather let the mass public enjoy what I have to offer for free, rather than forcing them to buy stuff at an overinflated price imposed by greedy publishing companies.

Apparently, even though I have been known to put everything else in my life on hold, INDEFINAT-FUCKING-LY, it's just a "fun hobby".

...

...

I am so pissed off right now, that I cannot properly articulate my feelings. I am so pissed off right now, that I can't even imagine what fucking words I need to express this particular rage.

When I first started writing this journal, I was going to say that, since I obviously don't put effort into writing, I'm just going to finish my two promished shorts, and then not upload a single page more from anything.

But, I know that I'm not thinking completley straight; that right now all I'm seeing is red. So, I'm not going to make that promise. Not just yet, at any rate.

EDIT:
Oh, I forgot to link to where I discovered all of these wonderful new things about me and my writing.
http://www.furaffinityforums.net/sh.....197&page=3

At least, I think that's the wolves they're trying to exterminate.

I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but online petitions mean absolutely nothing on any legal level. Even if you got every legal citizen in this country to sign it, it would not bind any persons or entity into or against taking any action. So even if you get all your signatures, Bush's plan stills moves into effect.

But, let's take a moment to consider why they don't mean anything. Let's say Bob starts a petition to get a law passed that requires everyone to eat fresh penuts on thursday. He sets up a website for visitors to sign and put contact information down...

Okay... Let's say I come along. I love penuts. I love fresh penuts. I especially love salted/roasted peanuts. So I like this petition. I sign it. Later on, I notice it's not getting enough signatures. So, discreetly, I sign it again; under a different name, with different "contact information". And again... And again... And again... So on, and so-fucking-forth.

So, like I said before. It's a wonderful sentiment you're all carrying, don't get me wrong. But what you're doing means absolutely nothing, and, in the end, will do just that.

There. Now I feel better.

I just had the worst possible joke pop into my head...like, ever...

"NERO. An acronym for the Niggers Eating Refried Orangutangs association.

Wait...isn't that cannibalism?"

DX

Y'all remember way back when, when I said I was gonna' do five free short stories?

Yeah, well, we're gonna' have to cut that. No, not all of them. I'll still be doing the stories for  foxystallion and  ninjapuppy .

But I just can't deal with FIVE of them right now. I've got thirty other personal projects going on, plus about half's a year worth of school work to get done by the end of the month. Put that on top of the effort I've been putting into making my relationship work with  maverickk and  blueskyiies , I just don't have the time or effort to do them all. AND NO, I WILL NOT APOLOGIZE FOR WORKING TO MAKE MY LOVED ONES HAPPY. IF THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU WITH A BIG RUBBER DICK. D:<

Some of you may be wondering, "What happened"? Well, I agreed to do something I wasn't up to handling. I finally found my limit, how far I can sucessfully spread myself (pervie furs... ^^) before finding my breaking point. I found it. Now I have to crawl back from it. So, I'm so sorry if yours is one of the ones that's getting cut. Maybe after I have some of my other stuff done, I'll go do your stories anyway. :D

Feel free to unwatch me for breaking my promises to you. But don't bitch. That's not going to make me do anything more than what I already am; being completely open and honest with you about what the problem is, and what I have to do to fix it.

I've read...everything worth reading...at CubCentral...

I...

I...

*cries*

NOW WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO!?

No more pedo cub stories for me...

Of course, some people would say that's a good thing...

Oh well! I'll just have to finish my own and get them uploaded! ^^

Yeah, I stopped collecting and playing with most people (especially in tournaments) right about the time sixth edition came out. Like most people, financially, it was not possible for me to keep up with the number of cards they were pumping out. On top of that, once they hit that point they seemed to be making the game a cheeser/power gamer's wet dream. Eventually tiring of n00bz thinking they were "cool" because they could deface the honor of the game and us older players, I finally decided to build a deck that would beat them at their own game.

Yeah... There's no way this deck is legal anymore...

Deck Name: Bastard Deck (Manawell Version)

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Artifact
Black Lotus. x8
Mox Ruby, x9
Mox Sapphire, x9

Blue
Ancestral Recall, x4

Red
Fireball, x2
Disintigrate, x4
Lightning Bolt, x4

If anyone's wondering how I get away with having more than 4 copies of a spell, this is the old Duels of the Plainswalker's game for the PC.

Yeah, I was one of the fuckwit furries over at the forums while FA was having another bitchfest.

OH MY GODS, the drama that unfolded. Why do Furries have to take every slightly bad situation and turn it into an excuse to start flaming each other?

SERIOUSLY PEOPLE, WTFHAXXORZ!? WHAT, ARE YOU LIKE SIX YEARS OLD OR SOMETHING!?

D:<

If you are not a drama-whore furrie, this post is not directed at you.

Nothing much going on here. I'm just experimenting, out of morbid curiosity, to see how many people who've watched me actually pay attention to my journals.

So, if you're reading these, plese be kind and respond. You don't have to, I'd just like to know.

So, wanting to thrust the drama that was my last journal aside, I have decided to say something very, very important...

You know you have no life, when you start designing a card game based on the internet...

I think I'm going to call it Net Life.

Yay for oxymorons! ^^

Do you ever get the feeling that you're stuck? Like, you've been running the same circles you're entire life; and it suddenly dawns on you that it doesn't matter? That you've been moving around the same places, talking to the same groups of people, for as long as you can remember, and it has eventually become meaningless and superficial?

I've been feeling that for a while. I don't know quite how to describe it without sounding like the stereotypically emo or angsty teenager. It's like... Everything I've done up to this point, all of my so-called achievements; they're all meager. Not of it matters, because nothing I do leaves a mark. I've acted, I've written stories, I've even publishes my own game, albeit on a site dedicated to a meager portion of Earth's population. And yet, I'm still here.

And, where is here? I don't even know. It's nothing, exactly nothing; and that's the problem. I started nowhere, and that's exactly where I've stayed for the last 17 years. Despite my best efforts, my life up to this point amounts to, what? Nothing.

And I know I'm only 17, but... Almost everyone I know personally has done something with themselves by this point. They all found their "calling" in life, and have gotte themselves somewhere. Oh, sure, I found calling. But what has it gotten me? 17 years of being stuck in this rut, and 6 years of wasted time trying to accomplish the futile goal of making a name for myself. All of my friends know exactly what they want to do with their lives. Wrestling, game design, and verious other things. And they've been able to apply themselves to those ends, doing what needs to be done to fucking get there. But I can't. And it's not the Clinical Depression, or the ADHD. I've grown over that, grown into control of it. It's not a lack of acting upon motivation; it's the complete inability to develop motivation.

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But that isn't even the end of it. Not only in the long run, but also in there here and now do my efforst amount to nothing. Let's look at the case of my mates,  maverickk and  blueskyiies . I love them. I really, really do. I don't care if you think I'm too young to "know what love is," or to be sure about anything of that nature. I've never been this damned sure about anything in my entire life. I love them. But... It's like, our conversations are often the same thing over and over. Me saying, "Hey there babe, how are you," or something to that effect. Them responding in kind. And then just general babble that is absolutely meaningless. I never ask the really important questions, the ones that tell me who they are as people, rather than just the bundles of electrons that form the words I talk to, without provocation or prodding.

I shouldn't fucking need to be prodded to do that! I shouldn't fucking need to be asked, "Hey, wanna' know something about me," to fucking ask! I just never think of asking unless given direction. That's pathetic, and shouldn't even be the case. And I know that they, whoever they are, always say, "Knowing is half the battle," but... What about the other fucking half? You can't fire a gun if all you've got is the damned barrel and trigger. The other half isn't even the desire to change things, to make them right. It's the ability to fucking do it. And I just...can't. No matter how hard I try, my brain simply refuses to say, "Oh, we should do things differently, like this instead of that!"

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Let's move on, and talk about my acting since I brought that up before. Yeah, I act. I've been in three plays now, with varying roles. I was of the supporting cast in A Curious Savage, as Hannibal; that was with the school. I was Scrooge in A Christmas Carol; that was with the community Youth Theatre. Then I was Santoro, Moving Man (a rather tiny role, but it was still stage time, dangnabbit!) in Killing Jessica; again, with the school. But, Killing Jessica was...what, one, two years ago? What have I done since then? NOTHING. I always say, "Oh, I'll get around to looking at the Playhouse and seeing what they're offering." But...do I? Nope. Not once in almost TWO FUCKING YEARS. Why not, you ask? Because. Because I never do it. I sit here, wasting away in front of this damned computer, dicking around with useless endeavors rather than applying myself to what I'm good at.

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I brought up gaming earlier too, didn't I? At least, game design. Okay, let's talk about that. What exaclty have I done, huh? Oh, wow, a stupid-ass, unnecessarily complicated and long-winded game, with a name and base system foundation that's not even original (which is fucking HILARIOUS when you consider the whole point of the game IS TO BE FUCKING ORIGINAL), that nobody really plays, right? I mean, seriously. The fucking thing has, what, maybe 20 views? If that!

Oh, let's not forget about my work on Kweeew! WHAT WORK!? Oh, wow, I copied the info of all the cards I made onto my computer! Let's throw a fucking parade, shall we? What good does that do anyone, if I don't bother to make the damned cards and put them online for download? And on top of that, it's yet another project I did (well, helped with, since Kweeew! actually belongs to a friend of mine and one of his friends) for free. ...Wow... That does me a whole lot of good. Yeah, sure, it's a part of my personal ideals about how the world should be that makes me believe entertainment should be free. Big fucking deal. IDEALS don't pay the bills, do they? HONOR doesn't fill my gut, does it? Nope. And I'm left penniless, while the rest of the world goes on its merry way not even bothering to look at what I sacrificed my future for.

OH, BUT WAIT! Daniel, the crowd whispers, what about Barrier? WHAT ABOUT IT? It'll never take off. Nothing I do ever does. If it did, I wouldn't BE ranting and raving right now, would I? But, seriously, let's go along and talk about Barrier, shall we? Who really wants to play a game based on a world where everyone seperates themselves from each other? A world where there is no comraderie, not even among your peers? Okay, maybe die-hard Vampire fans, but talking about how much that game sucks is an entirely different story. Let's get back to the point, shall we?

Okay, Barrier. Wonderful idea, suck-ass execution. Wait a minute-WHAT execution!? I haven't even finished it yet! It's just another in a long line of projects that I start, and then drop for other things. Yay for inability to finish anything! If I can't even finish something as meaningless as a game... How can I ever hope to sucessfully hold together a three-way relationship? :

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Now let's talk about PERSONAL issues! Yay! ^^

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Starting with my ethnicity. That always seems a good place to start while ranting. Let's start with the fact that I'm both white, and black. Oh, yeah, that helps. Shit pretty much kills any dream of a professional acting career in movies or television. People want straight-forward racial visages. They want straight niggers, chinks, crakers, and wetbacks. They don't want fucking MULLATO. They don't want cross-breeds, mutts. It "distracts from the movie experience." You're damn right it does. Nosy-ass bitches and asshats spend more time trying to figure out the ethnicity of the actors if it isn't directly apparent, rather than trying to enjoy the movie for the experience. I can think of, maybe two or three cross-breeds that made it big in Hollywood. And only one off the top of my head. Hallie Berry. And you know why she made a name for herself? BECAUSE SHE HAS TITS. Well, sorry to dissapoint you world, but I don't. Sometimes I wish I did. But it'll never happen. SO FUCK YOU.

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Okay, moving onto my family. Ah, fucking paradise. My mother's a two-faced whore who's only concerned about who I talk to and what I admit to being because it might reflect badly on her (and, no, I'm NOT fucking kidding; she's said this right out in the open, with me in the room, no less...), rather than out of any concern about me. Well, alright, bitch. You wanna' have something that reflects badly on you? I'll give you something.

I'M A FUCKING PEDOPHILE.

I'M A FUCKING ZOOPHILE.

I'M A FUCKING FURRIE.

I'M FUCKING SPIRITUAL.

I REFUSE TO SUBMIT TO THE STEREOTYPES OF ANY POLITICAL PARTY.

And I'm damn proud of it, too, on all counts. I don't care what you think of me at this point; and that wasn't directed at her. That was directed to all of you reading this damn thing.

But this is directed at her. I don't care how much you hate me for what I am. I'm not going to change for the likes of you. Never. And I'm going to spend every breath left in my breast to fight for my right to be all of those things. To educate the masses against the stereotypes you know are false, but willingly cling to because it lets you feel superior to others.

And in the end, that's all that matters to her. She has to be right. She has to win. She has to come out on top. It doesn't matter who's right and who's wrong, if such dichotimies can be applied to ANYTHING. Even if you use fucking EVIDENCE, she'll just claim that the tudy was "slanted," "misquoted," or "unscientifc."

Moving quickly; My great-grandmother is a liberal conservative-nutjob (if that's even physically possible without imploding the universe), my grandmother's an intelligent vegetable, personality wise, who just wants to fade into obscurity with all of her Star Trek books; really, the only one I don't have a personal issue with is my step-father. But I still detest him somewhat, because of his association with my mother. Petty, I know, but hey; I guess that makes me petty.

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FUCK. That felt good. Really, I'm just tired of playing the fucking island. I'm tired of having to hold all of this shit inside. I know I'd break if I tried to stuff any more down. So go ahead, call me emo. I really don't care. Because chances are, that if you really feel you have to resort to name calling, I'm twenty times a better person than you.

But even having gotten this all of my chest, I'm still stuck feeling like I'm in a rut. Oh well.

So, I was playing Star Trek: Shattered Universe. I'm on the last mission. Basically, I have to protect the Excelsior from enemy Fighters for 10 mintues.

PAIN IN THE FUCKING ASS! THEY'RE EVERYWHERE! And they just spawn out of nowhere! They don't even have to come from the enemy capital vessel!

At any rate.

The Excelsior is down to FOUR-count 'em up, FOUR-blocks of life. But, I FINALLY manage to make it past that 10 minutes so the Excelsior can launch the Dilithium torpedo! ^^

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"Two Minutes to Dilithium Torpedo Detonation"

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*cries in a dark corner*

From now on, in the description of every story or other literary work I update, I'm going to include my personal tags in them. The following is a list of what my tags are, and what they mean. At any time, I may update this list as I do work that I haven't thought of at the time of writing this.

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[B]-Beastiality (Sexual interest between humans/anthroes and beasts)
[C]-Crossbreeding (Human/anthro relationships)
[F]-Fantasy
[FF]-Fan Fiction
[Gf]-Female Homoesexuality
[Gm]-Male Homoesexuality
[InF]-Father Incest
[InM]-Mother Incest
[InS#]-Sibling Incest (Tells how many siblings are involved)
[InT]-Intergenerational Relationship (Loli/Shota/Pedophilia)
[R]-Romance
[SA]-Sexual Activity
[SF]-Science Fiction
[STR]-Satire
[Un]-Under Age Relationships
[V]-Violence
[Z]-Zoophilia (Romantic interest between humans/anthroes and beasts)

The synapsis in my brain fired today. That doesn't happen all too often, so don't knock it.

Imma' make a base game system in RPGmaker, using Advanced Dungeons and Dragons (2nd Edition). Then I'll upload it somewhere, so that other people can download it and make their own DnD games with it.

Or maybe I won't. I don't know.

I fixed a typo.

In the title (in the .doc formatted version), it said ErUser Friendly. Now it just says User Friendly.