|
|
|
my mule ( storage unit # cute) is worth 391,803...
not counting the 70 k in g stored on it. that's pretty schweet.
my other mule ( storage unit # gay) is worth 609,169. that's nifty.
and I'm worth 659,055 not counting the 1 k i have to transfer over to Mule # cute for safe keeping.
this was determined by: TEKTEK's how much are you worth calculator!
 Chikapu · Thu Oct 05, 2006 @ 05:52pm · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
the fauns. they destroyed Mt. St. Helen's once upon a time.
so that says they are powerful. unless one is already telepathic they'll turn your brains to mush when they try to speak in your mind.
With Toby they tried to whisper softly. the portions of his brain used to controll such body things as breathing and heart beat were spared.
a few small areas of his memory storage spots (i think it's called Hippocampus. i slept through the lecture.) were affected by a total destruction of cells.
to describe it... it's like Rattlesnake venom. their venom turns tissue into liquid dinner. parts of his brain were turned to goo.
parts of his memory are just gone. like early childhood. not Mary's wedding cause that was binge drinking.
some of hypothalmus (i think that's the name for the bit in the back of your head that is affected by liquor first) was hit too.
and parts of his brain for thought processes were also touched.
the Fauns after realizing he was just knocked out in a numb stupor, instead of dead, tried to fix him.
the fauns that caused massive volcano activity. i see it as trying to catch a butterfly with a hammer.
in the end they did fix him. sorta.
for his brain they meddled around trying to solidify the goo. some areas took better than others. thought processes are one. hypothalmus was a semi sucess, and the fauns gave up on the hippocampus. a few of his exceedingly mild OCD tendancies are from this. and extreme headaches at times. after the fauns he refuses to let magic near his grey matter.
when they tried to fix him they also twisted his animagus abilities. not only can he meander as a fox, but he's a were fox.
He changes in moments of extreme " ZOMG!! ONOES!!" panic, stress, and fear.
but he tries to control that because like a were wolf he's stuck for a few days.
it isn't pleasant either. Lupin wasn't without pain from his changes. so why should Toby be?
the fauns apologised, but Toby wasn't happy none the less.
Chikapu · Fri Mar 10, 2006 @ 06:45am · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
Why Geran is a two faced b*****d. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
Geran Panson is a two faced b*****d.
how is this so?
Well on one hand he's a really nice naive guy who juggles, and on the other he kills people with sharp pointy things like it's nothing.
he's vain about his hair, and wears anything from close fitting leather to way too big loose tunics and the like. but he's an assasin.
the assasin has been a part of his history since he was first birthed in my mind. he kills people. kills them good. and leaves his ark by them, on them, in their throats, y'know what ever.
Why though. that's the problem. he just does.
he also has scars. thick gnarly scar tissue on his back. whippings, beatings, burns, and cuts. all in stripes across his back. not really across; just everywhere. pain.
most of the time he's a cheery acrobat willing to juggle knives and stones while balancing on a big wooden ball with weights inside. he's naive about things. smart about others. he won't bug people if they look uncomfortable. he likes making jokes and being happy.
but he's really messed up y'know.
his whole attitude can change suddenly if you bring blood and a bit of tension in the picture.
crazy tiny man.
Chikapu · Tue Mar 07, 2006 @ 07:46pm · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
((short story contest thing. and eh.))
"What do you do for an encore? Rape children?" He grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced me to look in to his crazy eyes. Feindro sneered.
"The encore depends on the show. I wouldn't expect a worthless street urchin such as yourself to know anything about the stage." He slammed my head down on to the polished brown wood of the stage. The massive theater he'd spent thousands of pounds on was beautiful, stunning, and as vile as he was.
" You were a horrible actor. That's why you gave up acting and turned to..." He slapped me in a cold fury. The light purple dreds fell about his face like a curtain. i saw his eyes gleam coldly under the brilliant lights and he faced the invisible audience.
" You would never understand. Never!" he venhemently yelled as he punched the air. Feindro. An outcast with a vast fortune. three months ago he came to our city. I hated him and how i'd catch him looking at me. his hair was a lavender color, as were his eyes. He paced angrily.
" What's there to understand? You're..." He took off the tophat and he crouched down beside me. I couldn't move from fear. i didn't like that look.
" Oh you poor sweet dear," he said almost tenderly as he caressed my face. i flinched and i tried to move away he smiled almost lovingly. " Can you ever understand something you've never felt? never witnessed? the answer dear is a resounding no." He kissed me. first a gentle kiss on my forehead, then a kiss on my lips. he watched my reactions of disgust before getting up and putting his hat back on.
" You.. you.." i couldn't even come up with a cutting insult. he sighed as he turned to the backstage.
" Me me. You don't even have a clue. the city is in chaos. the crime families are all fighting. all because i have you." This was the only time i'd ever seen him with any hint of remorse. Feindro pulled a silver cigarette case from his pocket. the sweet smelling tobacco always lingered on his clothes and breath. They disgusted me as much as this theater and he did.
" You're vile, repulsive, and utterly disgusting! you whore!" i yelled furiously in my bonds. he shut the case with the thin cigarette in his mouth. he let the case drop. it flew open and the little round brown sticks rolled everywhere. he looked up and let his hat fall off. i was almost free.
" Tinamaria..." He stated as he stood there. I couldn't trust him as i only worked harder to be free. " You have never met cruelty boy, even doubling as the crime Lord's daughter, you haven't." How the ******** did he know?
" What do you mean?" stated as i worked the bonds cursing this inadequate disguise. if only i could reach my dagger.
" I know you aren't the crimelord's daughter. but because you're the double, you're the one waited upon by other men." He was bland as he patted his pockets for a lighter. " I saw you and wanted you." He scared me as he turned around smiling with the sweet cigarette clenched in his teeth. " But you didn't want me or my kind of love." He crushed the sticks under his feet as she spat out his cigarette. I cried out in pain as he kicked me.
" Naughty naughty." he carroled as he tightened my bonds. I cred out in pain.
" b*****d." He knelt there on top of me. i could hear his whisper as he trailed fingertips down my neck.
" I can't have an encore until we've had the show Darling." I flinched as he kissed my neck softly. " I do so hope that it's a great performance."
(( the word limit is 400... i'm prolly over by a bit. sweatdrop a large bit.))
Chikapu · Sun Jan 16, 2005 @ 06:25am · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
hmm... yeah yesterday was a really bad day... really. apparently my last entry was emo-ish. *shivers* i hate fitting into stereotypes....
and you want to know why yesterday was bad eh? I had my first car accident ever. ******** rain. it was misting and the street was oily. i slid and rear ended a van. the front of my car was only slightly damaged. i should be back behind the wheel tomorrow though. good news about that: i didn't hurt or damage the other guy. bad news: the shock and stress left me feeling snarly and hatefull and i didn't want to tell bunny, but i did. if she gloats i'll kill her. this wasn't fun. and I'm not a crazy driver i just made a mistake!
yeah... i think that covers this. G'night
Chikapu · Tue Jan 04, 2005 @ 10:53pm · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
Kiss me, Rape me,
build me, break me,
love me, hate me,
hug me,kill me.
end it all with a knife in my chest. i'll still be here immobile...
i hate you.
sooo much.
Chikapu · Tue Jan 04, 2005 @ 06:13am · 1 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
well found the first example of cybering on gaia... soo stupid. so stupid. uh... yeah...
Chikapu · Thu Dec 30, 2004 @ 08:05pm · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
bubble bump. i'm still neekkid can't reach my inventory. grr... oh well.
Chikapu · Tue Dec 28, 2004 @ 04:31am · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
|
now i'm a chick here on gaia. i don't like flames. they itch.
Chikapu · Sat Dec 11, 2004 @ 03:30am · 0 Comments |
|
|
|
|
|
