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My Breedables/Non Breedables (work in progress) |
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Okay, so now that I have been sucked into the world of breedables, I figured I should start posting them here, with a miniature bio for each for quick reference. Those with Journals, such as my Shaoilin critter(s), will have links to those journals.
Guardians of Atlantia - Jourmung
Fysia
Status: Adolescent Female
Meaning of Name: Greek Goddess of Tranquility
Parents: Unknown; Nyktos adoptive Father, Hellios adoptive Mother (haha)
Personality: Spunky, and definitely has a mind of her own. Few things bother her.
Hellios
Status: Adult Male
Meaning of Name: Greek God of the Sun
Parents: Unknown
Personality: Basically an a**, with a superiority complex. Hates pretty much everyone, but has a secret soft spot for Fysia, even though he pisses and moans about her.
Nyktos
Status: Adult Arctic Male
Meaning of Name: "Atlantean" God of the Moon
Parents: Unknown
Personality: Easy-going, and loving. Has a large heart, and wishes to make everyone happy. Tends to be a push over.
 Ashtiel Pantheras · Tue Feb 06, 2007 @ 02:50am · 0 Comments |
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Dante, I let you fall, and I wasn't there for you through it all . . .
I'm so sorry . . .
I hope you've found peace . . .
Dante Aileas: 1988 - 2007
Goodbye, my friend
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"Your Guardian Angel"
When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm strong I have figured out
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one
I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away and
Please tell me you'll stay, stay
Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be okay
Though my skies are turning gray
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
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Ashtiel Pantheras · Thu Jan 18, 2007 @ 02:07am · 1 Comments |
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The Difference Between Being Anti-Social, and Being Shunned |
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Anti-Social - Purposfully avoiding contact with other people because of lack of interest
Shunned - Trying like hell to make contact, and being ignored after the initial "hello."
I have many, many friends. Or should I say, friendly aquaintences. My true friends are a very small group of people, but we love each other, and it doesn't matter how many of us there are. At least, for most of us . . .
I was recently berated for being an anti-social butterfly, and that this was the reason why I was not invited to a friend's birthday party. So, tonight, I was going to prove that I was trying to become more social, and work on my shyness.
At the beginning of the party, when fewer people were there, things went smoothly, the conversation steayd and full of laughs. But as soon as more people began arriving, more and more of those I had been talking to began to drift away. Not only that, but the new people I was introduced to, and actually wanted to meet, promptly ignored me after the first hello, even when I tried to instigate conversation.
It is kind of difficult to work on not being shy in the first place, but having people downright ignore you?
I tried. I really, really did, but I can't do anything when others aren't willing to help me. I'll keep trying, because I'm not giving up. The reason why I left this party early is because of my extreme lack of sleep, that I have to go to work tomorrow, and that it gets frustrating when no one even sees you as they walk past.
In essence: I'M NOT ******** ANTI-SOCIAL. PEOPLE ARE JUST JERKS.
Ashtiel Pantheras · Sat Oct 28, 2006 @ 06:56am · 0 Comments |
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Welcome To The Universe.
Please Enjoy Your Stay.
This Is The Story Of My Life.
It's Pretty But Something's Always Wrong.
Now . . .
I Want My Message Read Clear,
So I'll Start Again With A Brand New Name.
I'll Show You The Way I'm Going,
Because I'm In The Middle Of Nothing;
And It's Where I Want To Be.
I've Been Thinking Of Everything I Used To Want To Be
But I Know Now This Is Who I Really Am Inside . . .
No Longer Living,
I'm Just A Shell Of What I Dreamed.
I Will Disappear.
I Run Denying As We Speak,
Because I Couldn't Take It Anymore.
What If I Wanted to Fight?!
But Everybody's Looking At Me.
I Feel Like I'm Standing Out On The Edge Of The Earth . . .
And Now I Just
Want
To
Fall . . . . . .
I'm In Constant Search For Everything,
And I'm Always Waiting For The Day To Come.
But I Know Now,
That It's Time To Forget About The Past.
To Kill Off This Thinking,
Because It's Starting To Sink In
That How It Ends And Begins
Doesn't Matter To Me Because I Don't Want Them.
A New Day Is Coming And I Am Finally Free!
All I Wanted Was You
But I Realize Now That Your Promises,
They Look Like Lies.
I've Got To Remember This Is All Just A Game In Your Mind;
Erase This Face And What Have You Got?
Through Your Eyes . . .
Do You See?
The Time Has Come, It's HERE.
Come Crawl Inside And You Will See
That It's Such A Beautiful Lie.
IT'S A FANTASY!!
I'm Gonna Take This Chance I've Got.
I WILL Look Into This New Future's Face,
And Walk Right In The Sight Of A Gun.
With The Light's Out It's A Little Less Dangerous,
But I Still Found Tomorrow In Today.
Apocolyptic And Insane, My Dreams Will Never Change,
And I'm Waiting
Always Waiting . . .
I'm Waiting For The Day To Come.
Under The Burning Sun I Take A Look Around.
. . . I am The Hunter,
But It's Hard To Admit
That All It Takes
Is A Simple Fear To Wash You Away . . .
Do You Live?
Do You Die?
Do You Bleed?
Not Like I Do.
What Have You Got?
Where Does YOUR Garden Grow?
Does It Feel Like You've Never Been Alive?!
Well I'm Not Here
And I'm Not Listening.
You Saw What You Get
If You Take What You Take.
Believe Me When I Say Goodbye Forever.
Look . . . .
Look At The Red Red Changes In The Sky . . .
The Evolution Is Coming . . .
A Revolution Has Begun . . .
And I Am Never Turning Back.
I Cross Below The Well-Worn Lines
Where Unity Divides,
And Division Unites.
It All Ends And Begins
With This Life On Mars;
With The Year ZERO.
I Won't Fade,
Even If It's The End Here Today.
Welcome To The Universe.
And It's Only Just Begun . . . .
This came to me after the wonderful concert of October 17th, which was, no matter what anyone else said, the best concert I have ever been to. It is a compilation of lyrics from nearly every 30 Seconds to Mars song, with my added words to make it seem like a life story told by someone . . .
Ashtiel Pantheras · Thu Oct 19, 2006 @ 10:42am · 1 Comments |
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Bored and Lonely. Bad combination. |
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You dirty minds, you. Stop thinking that way!!! I'm not that bored! Sick people . . . rolleyes
Anyway, it's 1:30am, and I am bored out of my mind!!! And I'm the only one home . . . cry I was watching Lords of Dogtown, but the damn DVD froze right near the end, so I don't know what happened! stressed
*is pissed* Anyway, now I think I'm going to go try and visit la-la-land, because I have to go to work in the morning, but, surprise, I'm not sleepy. *sigh* Ah well, I figure something out.
Right about now, I'm wishing all of the guys in my town weren't assholes that I've known since I was 6. A boyfriend would definately keep the boredom down at least a little. crying
Ashtiel Pantheras · Sat Aug 19, 2006 @ 07:36am · 0 Comments |
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THE BEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE |
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I'm still on Cloud9, swimming in a sea of pleasant euphoria. Why? Well, let's back up a little.
Last night, Wednesday July 12, I saw 30 Seconds to Mars at 1st Avenue club in downtown Minneapolis, MN. But wait, let's back up even more.
We, being Shanni and I, arrived at the club at 12:24pm. Why did we get there so early, when the doors didn't even open until 5:00pm? Because we were going to get front and center. There were about 7 other people already there, you know, those fans that can afford to go to every single show. They, like myself, are part of the Echelon, the official fanclub and street gang for 30 STM. We talked for hours, got to know each other a little bit, and watched as, slowly but surely, the line started to grow. We helped each other with our fake blood, because this show was a special one. It was a Blood Ball, something that was only before done in LA, California. Everyone was dressed to the nines, wearing tuxes, ball gowns, individual creations, and most of all, fake blood. My tie of choice was a black and white stripped tie, and I had blood coating my arms like claw marks, with a trail of it dripping from my eye down my cheek.
By 4:55pm, the line was down the block, filled with last minute fans, most of who didn't even bother to dress up.
And, those of us in front, who had been waiting for 5 hours to get the prime spots, watched as 1st Ave security took the back half of the line and brought them to another door. That group of people were allowed in the building first, taking the spots that rightfully belonged to us. But I digress, for that is not important anymore.
I managed to squeeze into a spot to the right, where I was actually touching the barricade. No one was in front of me, and I was going to keep it that way. I wont bother talking about the opening bands, except to say that The Audition was one that I am definately willing to check out further.
After a 25 minute wait following the last opening band, the lights finally dimmed, the curtain rose, and the drums started beating out a heavy rythmn, a sorrowful, ghostly riff from the bass following. Then an almost supernatural, hauntingly beautiful guitar note soared above us all, making us scream. We knew this song. It was A Beautiful Lie.
Suddenly, Shannon Leto walked out onto the stage, a cocky smirk on his lips, a sly glint in his eyes, wearing a simple t-shirt, shorts, and a tie. He lifted his arms to the crowd to cheers and screams, before taking his place at the drums.
Next, Matt Wachter stepped from the shadows, a black tux gracing his tall, lean form, blood dripping from his eyes, a small, barely visible smile curving just the corner of his lips. He dipped his head in a slight nod, and the crowd went wild. He stopped right in front of me, barely 3 feet away.
And who next but Tomo Milicevic, sauntering onto the stage with his guitar slung haphazardly from his neck, black tux crisp and bloodied. He bowed to the now screaming, chanting fans just a few feet away.
I knew what was next, because who was left? None other then that beautiful, artistic genius, Jared Leto, striking and morbid in his pure white tuxedo with tails, drenched in bright, crimson blood from head to toe. The crowd went wild, myself included, as I raised my fists and screamed their names.
The first syllables from Jared's lips create an uproar, as the entire club echoes his very words with such passion, one would think we were all in love. And we were. **"Lie awake in bed at night, and think about your life . . . "
All too soon, the first song ended. The security were earning their pay trying to keep us back. The set list showed that Edge of the Earth was next, but we all got a surprise. The opening chords to Buddha for Mary echoed through my skull, and I lost it. They were throwing the set list to the wind, and playing my favorite song! I screamed out the words, arms raised as if calling down God. But at that moment, Jared was my God, as he knelt before me, his stunning blue eyes holding me captive, his voice capturing me in a strong, unbreakable grip. Swooning, I looked up to find him gone, but Matt stared down at me with that same, nearly there smile, only it gleamed in his eyes now. Grinning like an idiot, I added my voice to the cacophany around me, **"Tell me did you see her face, tell me did you smell her taste, tell me what's the difference, don't they all just look the same inside . . . "
The next three songs went by like heaven screaming in my ears. Jared had two bottles in his hands; bottles of blood. He flung the liquid into the crowd, and splashed it all over my face before tossing the bottles away and laughing like a madman.
As you are probably getting bored now, I will tell you the things he did, instead of describing the rest of the songs. As we watched, Jared suddenly disappeared behind the equipment to the left of the stage, and appeared again climbing the railing of the second story balcony. He made his way through the crowd, all the way to the other side of the stage, jumping out behind Matt with a laugh, before leaping off the stage, into the crowd's waiting hands. He was within touching distance, but I was unable to reach him, because he was swept away so fast. Security had to rescue him from overzealous fans.
In the middle of all that, Matt, Tomo, and Shannon disappeared, leaving Jared alone with his guitar and microphone to play a solo version of Capricorn (A Brand New Name), that left everyone in near-silent awe and reverance. **"So I run, and hide, and tear myself up, start again, with a brand new name . . . "
I didn't think we could become any more crazed, but when Jared growled out, "If you ******** scream loud enough, maybe the rest of the band will come back for a few more songs. Now scream!!!"
By now my voice was all but gone, my ribs bruised, feet sore, and head pounding from a raging headache, but I couldn't have been happier.
After 2 encores and a group photo of the "family," Echelon, where the band stood front and center before the crowd as the camera's flashed, the show was over. But my night was not yet over, because I had the chance to meet the band.
After waiting in line for 10 minutes, I finally set my poster before Shannon. He started to sign, his eyes never leaving me. As he pushed the poster to Tomo beside him, he nudged Tomo in the ribs, nodding towards me. Suddenly, they both say, "I like your tie," and my heart nearly stops. Matt signs my poster in silence, because he rarely talks, watching me with that smirk as he passes the poster to Jared. Jared signed with a flourish, then turned to the photographer beside him, pointing to me and Shanni. "Make sure you get a picture of these two, " he said, smiling. I'm sure I had a very small, but very real heartattack.
Jared wanted our picture!!! And Tomo and Shannon liked my tie!!!
Before I could say anything more than thank you, the guards moved us along, and we practically ran for the door. The rest of the night is nothing more than a blissful, euphoric blur. I didn't sleep that night, and I will dream of my experience for sure tonight.
It was truely the best night of my entire life, and the next concert can only be better. Thanks for reading. I hope it painted a good picture of how wickedly awesome they were.
~peace~
**All song lyrics belong to Jared Leto and 30 Seconds to Mars. I'm only borrowing them to show my appreciation and to share my experience.
Ashtiel Pantheras · Fri Jul 14, 2006 @ 06:12am · 1 Comments |
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In 27 hours, I will be less then 6 feet away from JARED LETO!!! and his band, 30 Seconds to Mars!!!!!! I can't wait!!! I'm going to launch myself over the damn barricade and onto the stage!!! They'll have to drag me away from him!!! I'M GOING ABSOLUTELY INSANE FROM THE GODDAMN WAIT!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh blaugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh 4laugh rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl rofl
Ashtiel Pantheras · Tue Jul 11, 2006 @ 08:48pm · 0 Comments |
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Last night, I went to my first ever concert; AFI at the Quest in Minneapolis. It was awesome. I actually saw the band's manager, Smith, and the bass player, Hunter. Jade and Davey were so close too!! I just wish I could've gotten closer.... xd Now, in two days, I'm going to go see my most favorite band in the world. 30 SECONDS TO MARS!!!!! WOOT WOOT!!!!! heart blaugh 4laugh heart blaugh 4laugh heart blaugh 4laugh
Ashtiel Pantheras · Tue Jul 11, 2006 @ 12:46am · 0 Comments |
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