It's like art, only it's...something else entirely.

But that's okay. I just wanted to post this quick exchange, brought about by the concept of Pickles/Rockso, which I find hilarious. (And remember, I ship things for the lulz!)

Context: Pickles and Rockso would have a blast getting high together, and would have some pretty wild parties.

THE DAY AFTER
Pickles: ...How did that cow get in here? And that shark.
Charles: All right, uh, Pickles, I...hate to be the bearer of bad news, but, uh...this relationship isn't healthy for you. 8|
*pause*
Charles: Or anyone else, for that matter.
Pickles: We'll tahk aboot that later... Could you please just get this cow outta here? And the shark. It really...smells.
Charles: Oh, so you're still hallucinating. That's fine. Well, I'll just send in someone to remove the, uh, shark...which used to be a perfectly good couch before it ended up covered in vomit. And the cow should probably leave, because if he doesn't, he might have to contend with security in a few minutes. Might get messy.
Rockso: M-m-m-moooooo b-b-baby!
Charles: ...Will. It will get messy.

Brought about in an IM with Emi. The last line wasn't there before; however, it was something I was going to add, but very quickly forgot about until just now. XD It was replaced with: "Charles does not approve of cow-Rockso! ...Or any Rockso, for that matter! >["

I like Charles. 8|

Current Location: METAL
Current Mood: METAL
Current Music: METAL

I failed at NaNoWriMo. I had to go take care of someone's dogs, and once I sat myself down at her laptop, my inspiration just IMPLODED and I could hardly even write a paragraph.

And now, thinking back on what I wrote, it needs a serious makeover anyway. It goes by way too fast. Seriously, three days in, and the main trio had already covered what, from the original sketches of the land in question, was supposed to be at LEAST a hundred miles of terrain. And that's with plenty of breaks in between. No. No, that's just not right. I need to fix that.

And I'm pretty sure I need to fix how the characters are behaving. The 'spirit' characters are supposed to act a little strange in comparison to humans, but...yeah. I have to work on that, too. Write up little drabbles to work out mannerisms and whatnot, I guess. Just for major characters, though.

Also, seeing as I'm sick of working on it at the moment, I'm turning to other projects instead.

I've been getting some development work on Fall to Ruin's sequel, finally. I only have five more chapters to plan out, and then I can actually start on the writing process~ :3

Three other stories are being slowly pieced together in my mind, but those aren't as important.

AND NOW THIS JOURNAL IS OVER because I stopped caring about writing it. :D

Current Location: Pleh
Current Mood: Pleh
Current Music: OOOOOOOOWL CITY

I'm failing miserably at updating more often. That's because NaNoWriMo has taken over my BRAIN.

I'm just about at the halfway point. Good ol' 25 grand.

Hoping to finish another 4000 today, but that's probably not going to happen. BUT I SHALL STILL TRY.

After NNWM, I'll likely take a break from this story and either work on Fall to Ruin's sequel (I really need to get used to either calling it PutP, Pieces, or its full title of 'Picking up the Pieces' someday), or I'm going to try to poke Maylia into helping me lay down a basic outline for Bob n' Joe's story so I can write a little lighthearted tale of wacky romance. Involving catboys from outer space that can break the fourth wall at will. XD

Speaking of cats, this is awesome: Simon's Cat

In other news, my computer just made some really weird noises. I punched it, and it shut up.

And now my hand hurts.

Oh, well.

...

TIME TO GO WRITE SOME MORE

Current Location: THE LAND OF SORE HANDS
Current Mood: WRITING
Current Music: NONE, IT'S TOO DISTRACTING

http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/596624

I scare myself.

And I seriously doubt that I'll be able to finish Spirit Marauder in just 50,000 words.  Hell, Fall to Ruin was around 50,000 words, and the plot in that was pretty straight-forward!  And SM has a lot more characters and isn't set in a previously existing universe.  >_>;

Why do I do this to myself?

BECAUSE I NEED TO GET A FREAKING NOVEL FINISHED ALREADY

GAWD, ME

GAWD

On another note, writing for Kester is pretty interesting so far.  And so far, Jose is the only vaguely likable character.  This, of course, is done entirely on purpose.  :D

I can't wait to get into the actual fantasy and adventure parts of the story~

Current Location: The World of Hurting Fingers
Current Mood: WritingWritingWriting
Current Music: NONE; I can't write when music is playing

Perhaps it was an excuse to simply hear myself talk, or to get a good long rant out of my system, or to practice doing various things with my voice, or even just plain because I was bored, but I have completed the first of what may eventually be a long series of audio critical summaries - the subject being the god-awful Zelda fanfiction 'My Inner Life'. So, yeah...this is gonna take a while.

Also, I find it kind of amazing that I managed to milk so much to ramble about out of three and a half pages of crap.

Make sure you have 25 minutes of free time to devote to this thing.

I must warn you that there is much crude language, because my internal filter apparently broke this time around.  Also, credit to purple_sammich and her friend for the whole 'awkward dorky 17 year old' bit regarding Link.  But anyway, the review in question probably isn't all that great, but it amuses me just the same.  (I'm easily amused, though.)  And yes, the writer is apparently a lesbian now.  I trust that ED is telling me the lulzy truth.  And if not, then that just means...MORE LULZ!  :D

ANOTHER EDIT:  It turns out I was wrong, and that there was only slightly more than a month between Link and Jennadumb first meeting and first getting it on.  I fail, but the author fails even harder.  So I STILL WIN.  And yes, in the next summary, I will be making fun of this fact.

Next time I'm feeling bored and/or angry, I'll probably start work on summarizing (i.e. making fun of) the first chapter.  Or something.  You know, whatever.

And if anyone cares, here's the first audio summary/MST/whatever I made - it's also not all that great (but still amuses me), and requires a full half hour of free time.

Last but not least, here's my mic-testing reel, and also a random blooper that I thought was entertaining enough to keep.  I actually hadn't even meant to keep recording.  XD;

EDIT:  For all those wondering, you can find the shitfest of a fic here.

Current Location: RAMBLEVILLE
Current Mood: Rambly
Current Music: I'M THE MAP, I'M THE MAP, I'M THE MAP

So I took an IQ test, and...



My IQ

Current Location: Moronityville
Current Mood: Brainfart
Current Music: Genius in France - Weird Al

I finally finished the first prompt list for Singularity; fifty whole short stories of Invader Zim goodness!

And here's another shameless plug!
( It has no SHAME! )

Current Location: A land of pure plug
Current Mood: Shameless
Current Music: Plugaplugaplugaplugapluga

No much actual art to note here, really. Just some...random stuff. Yep.

( Random dream stuff, I guess )

...I thought I had something else to say, but apparently I don't. So, ART TIMES

( THIS IS SOME ARTZ )

...OH!  I do have a little bit more stuff to share.

( SPOOOOORE )

And this is why humans should not be allowed access to interstellar travel.  :D

JOURNAL OVER

Current Location: IIIIIIN SPAAAAACE
Current Mood: Empirical
Current Music: Magical Super Jupiter Lala

Association meme fun timez~!  (Would have been up sooner, but apparently I don't get notified when people reply to my comments.  I find this lame!)

Association Meme: Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

Mine (a la Emi) are as follows!

1. Paranormal stuff, specifically extraterrestrials

I do quite like ze aliens!  I've always been crazy about 'em, ever since I was a wee little obnoxious toddler-child.  And I never understood why it is that the humans always win against the invading aliens - that just doesn't make sense!  But anyway, I don't really know exactly how I got all 'OMIGOD PARANORMAL SHIT, AWESOME', but I know it came along way after I'd already started liked aliens - it was either the program about a family that was forever doomed to a life of horrible poltergeist activity that I watched (and really shouldn't have) with my dad when I was about seven, or it was the fact that my mom liked to talk about how she was always being abducted and how she'd seen Bigfoot a bunch of times and had tea with him or something.  Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating about the tea.  But still, geez.  She would get WAY dramatic about this stuff.   I guess that's why even though I love paranormal stuff, I'm still really skeptical about a lot of it. UFOs are my weak point, though - it's hard to be skeptical of something you've seen yourself, especially when you tried to think of every single thing it could have possibly been other than a UFO.  I honestly doubt that there's any craft on Earth that looks (and more importantly, moves) like an enormous stingray-bird-hybrid-thing, has a brighter glow than the moon, and doesn't make so much as a whisper of noise.  And no, I wasn't drunk or high, and I don't have visual hallucinations.  So explain THAT.

2. Rainbow nerds (the candy)

Oh, man, I love that shit.  What I like best is separating the colors - hours of  mindless fun!  ...Okay, to be honest, I only did this when I was really bored and had nothing else to do.  And I mostly did it because I wanted the lemon-flavored ones.  Those are fucking DELICIOUS.  Anyway, if I wasn't poor, I'd probably buy a box of these every week.  xD

3. Dead batteries

And everyone who's reading this just goes...WHAT?  Yeah, I collect those things.  Don't know why, don't know how, all I know is that I do.  Every time I get a battery, once it becomes useless, I don't throw it away or have it properly disposed of.  No.  Instead, I keep it.  My collection isn't insane or anything, though.  I could probably fill a tissue box with all of them.  Though that's still way more than the average person has laying around...

4. Chocolate ice cream, particularly soft serve

Chocolate ice cream, how I love thee.  Soft serve, because my favorite ice cream ever (until it vanished and made me SUPER SAD) was the soft serve chocolate ice cream at Sweet Tomatoes.  I shall never forgive them for switching to Dreyer's, and until someone punches me for it, I shall never stop complaining about it, either.

5. Stripes, especially black and white ones.

Stripes are my own pattern weakness - I love stripey things.  If it's stripey, chances are I love it.  If it's black and white stripes, chances are I love it even more.  The only thing is, this love only applies to horizontal stripes - I actually greatly dislike vertical stripes!  XD

And that is all, as I cannot think of anything else to say.  WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Current Location: THE LAND OF STRIPE
Current Mood: Stripey
Current Music: Stripestripestripestripestripestripe

WARNING!   May contain olds.  (But also contains news!  ...New art, that is.  Yeah.)

First off, OLD ART
( So old it lives in Florida and tells war stories )

And now, ON TO NEW STUFF!
( So new it can-! ...I got nothin' )

Aaaaaaaaaaand that's about it!  You survived to reach the very end!

*a mad hatchet-wielder dives at you*
What will you do?  (Stand there and scream?  TURN TO PAGE 64) (Punch him in the throat?  TURN TO PAGE 105) (Put on your robe and wizard's hat?  TURN TO PAGE 39)

Current Location: The kittyboy planet
Current Mood: Purple!
Current Music: IT'S THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS

I went crazy on the Random Band/Album Creation meme (found here).  The result?  19 albums and a little detailing behind each one, and then 2 more albums that had only the slightest correlation to the meme in that I used the last three or four words out of quotes for the titles.  I'll post those two last, as they're also my favorites.

( HERE WE GOOOOOO )


...And now you all know why I shouldn't be allowed to do memes.

Current Location: MEMELAND
Current Mood: MEEEEEEME
Current Music: memememememememememememe

I have very little interesting stuff to post, but...I'm posting anyway!  You can't stop me!

First off is the pairing meme I stole from Emi, ha.

( THIS IS A PAIRING MEME )

I'm doing the animation meme, too, but right now I'm too lazy to finish it and post it.  So, have some more art instead.
( AAAAAAAAAART )

And that's all!

*flies away, remembers she can't fly, falls into a pathetic heap, and then crawls off to nurse her broken legs*

Current Location: A dimension of pure arts
Current Mood: MEMEMEME
Current Music: Doobey doo-wah!

Check it out.  It MOVES.

( MOVES LIEK A WAAAAAAEV )

Dancedancedancedancedancedancedancedancedancedancedancedancedance

Current Location: ON THE MOON
Current Mood: DANCIN'
Current Music: DOIN' THE MOONWALK

I hear that at one point, I was using this journal thing for SDCFT comics.  Well, seeing as I'm lazy and haven't done anything on that in ages, that's likely to change.  Likely to change, of course, is in fact read: will change.

WELCOME TO MY CRAPPY ART JOURNAL

I'M TOTALLY COPYING YOU, EMI

The artening begins NOW

HERE IS A CUP



CRITIQUE IT

( Or, for those too lazy to critique... )

And that's all, folks!

Unless you'd care to read some Invader Zim fanfiction.

If not, then...THAT'S ALL, FOLKS!  (Wonder how many years it'll be before my next post?)

Current Location: Up in the sky~
Current Mood: Borkbork
Current Music: We're dancin', whoa~

I haven't done an ACTUAL update of this journal in ages.  ...Oh, well.
"Good to Me" by Nathan Barr and Lisbeth Scott, from the end of Shutter - it's an mp3 that is impossible to actually find and download anywhere.

It frustrated the crap out of me, because it's a lovely song, and I'm a terrible person who loves to love pirate music.  (YARR, MP3s BE OFF THE STARBOARD BOW!)

So I did something shocking and bought it.

Now, to help others frustrated over the same thing...
 
I'm sharing it.

Enjoy, fellow music pirates.



*Krys then hides from the music police.*

Current Location: I CAN'T TELL YOU OR THEY'LL FIND ME
Current Mood: Down 99 cents
Current Music: Good to Me

So...yeah.  I moved.  I'm in a big scary new house now.  It's big and scary.  And new.  ...And it's a house.

Okay, I lied, it's not really big.  It's averageish.

Also, I made a comic about it, because I have no life.  To be more specific, I made a comic about moving to it.  To be even more specific, I made a comic about the initial process of moving to it.  And to be even more specific still, I made a comic with two girls in it.  And one of them?  One of them...is your mother.  ...Though, actually, I meant to say my mother.  Sorry about that.  Sometimes my fingers spaz out on the keyboard and make my type bizarre things that...are weird.  And...okay, I don't really know where I'm going with this.  I think I'll just stop now.

Oh, also, I lied again.  It's not actually a house.  IT'S A TRANSFORMER.

Oh, wait, no.  Never mind.  It is a house.

And in case you were going to ask, no, I wasn't drunk or high or hyper or riddled with AIDS when I typed this journal up.  I'm just weird awesome.

I must say, though, the avatar I'm using for this entry would probably be a lot more hilarious whilst drunk or high.  Not that I agree with being drunk or high.  They're difficult, and I find it hard to relate to them.  Also, I don't like their parents.  SIN AND...BAD STUFF.  Or something.  But, yeah, that avatar is whack.

THIS JOURNAL IS OVER.

Current Location: OVER
Current Mood: 9000
Current Music: A singing cheese

After several months of leaving it to gather dust.  Somewhat ironic, considering the little mystery story I wrote about how I left it to gather dust for over a year before.  ...Ha.

Anyway, this journal was originally meant to house the comic-series-in-works entitled SD Crazy Fun Time (the 'SD' part has various meanings, all of which I'll probably never explain).  Or at least, it will house it until I actually have a site set up for it, at which point this'll become some kind of outlet for other bizarre SDCFT-type stuffs.  Now, this series has been in the works for well over three or four years.  It started out as a very crappily drawn...thing which was messily scrawled in pen on somewhat crumpled paper.  ...Not really the best material for a comic you're intending to go somewhere with.

...Actually, no.  The comic REALLY started as a series of stick-figure comics depicting all the wacky ventures that occurred between my friends and myself.  THEN I decided to draw them on messy paper with a crappy pen.  ...But I digress.

About a year later, I upgraded it to fancily-colored anime style.  ...I got sick of that pretty quick.  Not only am I getting really tired of cutesy anime eyes and whatnot (to be more specific, I'm getting really tired of anime as a whole), I was getting annoyed with myself at drawing myself and friends in that typical anime fashion which doesn't even remotely resemble the person it's supposed to portray.  Also, I'm way too lazy to color every page.  It'd take months for one chapter to be finished if I did that.  o_o

So, I started messing around with styles.  I narrowed it down to three (or four, depending), all of which I'll actually be using for the comic at some point.  The first - and most commonly used style - is available for viewing below this first cut.

Current Location: The world of stuff
Current Mood: Frinkle
Current Music: A super high-quality version of I.V. by X Japan (HA I WISH)

Mere days ago and utterly by chance, I stumbled upon an odd slip of paper in my cave of residence.  One could say it was a note of the more cryptic disposition.  It was, to put it simply, truly baffling.

Contained on this small papery prison - written in faded graphite - was my usual username, as well as a stream of random letters and numbers; utter nonsense that I successfully decoded as being a password (possibly for some sort of page you would find on something many like to call...the 'internet').

Underneath all of that data, in big bold letters, the initials 'LJ' lay, looking so hastily scrawled as though it were some last desperate message to society, written in panic to be subsequently lost for the remainder of time.

Until I discovered it once more.  I puzzled for many an hour over what this little scrap could mean.  And then; so similar to a truck, a brick, or - yes - even a ton of bricks; it hit me.

My Livejournal account had been collecting dust for nearly a year.

Current Location: It's a mystery; I'm like Waldo, or Carmen Sandiego!
Current Mood: Intruiged
Current Music: Where in the world - is Krys McSCIENCE~!

Well, DA totally sucks now, so I'm going to foam at the mouth. Pardon me a minute. ((FOOOOOOAM)) Yeah, so thanks to that damned new LAYOUT, DA only works on freakin' Internet Explorer for me, and Internet Explorer SUCKS BALLS.

Anyways, yeah. Krys joined LJ - SHOCK AND AMAZEMENT. ...Actually, to tell the truth, I joined somewhere around two weeks ago, but didn't feel like stating that I had joined at that particular time. Cuz I'm a lazy bum whose posterior is filled with much laziness like some kinda weird laziness pinata. HIT ME AND I WON'T DO ANYTHING AND YOU'LL WIN COMFORTABLE FURNITURE IN WHICH TO BE LAZY IN. And, wow, I'm not even bothering to write decently anymore, am I? Soooo...uh...what was the point of this paragraph again...? ......Oh. Right. I joined LJ. Whoo. Rejoice my pathetic-itude, for it pwnz that of all others. Or...don't, I don't really care.

And, well...I have nothing else to talk about, so... I shall now state how boring the Interweb is being by posting this picture I half-assedly drew n' colored (and placed on crappy DA, which is CRAPTASTICAL with an extra helping of CRAP). CHECK IT OWT.

Current Location: LOST IN SPACE
Current Mood: F*** YOU, DA! 8D
Current Music: Kevin Manthei's ZIMPHONY *_*