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i was wrong.

i am sick now, was not sick before. my throat hurts and i am whining. however the effect on my voice is pretty funny. it gets really deep and gravelly, think the little girl from exorcist. i remember the first time i got it and spoke in class i startled several people. and this time in other places after wearing out my throat i freaked out other people. so much fun:)i will get to chapter two... eventually. T-TFear the squirrel... OMG it's stealing my cheese. yes Ookami, thats reference to you. Don't make me say it!
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Quick nonsense. :(

I'm sick. no two ways about it. the worst part is that i feel the worst after i have been sick for a while. while i was sick i felt fine, one or two headaches, but nothing much.now that i'm "getting better" i feel miserable.Fear the squirrels man, their coming for our nuts!
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AHHHHHHHH!!!

I know I said that chapter two would be out soon, and it will, but I haven't had any... LIES! LIES! ALL LIES! Ahem, I should say that I have had time, in theory at least. What happened was this, I decided to google some of Unchartedspirit's fav artists. one of them had a link to Shivae Studios, the website of Tiffany Ross. She is now in my fav artist column, for I have found Shivae: Vas and Shivae: Cler. The first one I found was Vas, I spent three hours to read the entire thing from beginning to present. And I loved it. reminded me of my favorite cartoon movie ever, The Land Before Time. (The first one not the babyish other ones that had singing and junk.) And I have been reading Cler over the past few days while being busy exchanging emails with people all weekend. So I am apologizing to myself here for not being responsible because I have TWO speeches to do in Speech class on Monday and must scramble to prepare. thank God that i didn't have to go Wednesday. I am totally not ready and I have to get AP Chemistry and AP Statistics to get done. *giggles manaically* Fear the Purple Squirrels man! Fear them pink fuzzy slippers too!Whoops! here come the men in pretty white coats. Gotta Go!
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an actual blog post for once

The idea to actually draw a comic and an animation. They came to me today, not for the first time.Often when I draw a character from one of my stories, the story inexplicably dies, and the animation thing I did once very painstakingly on painter 9 took hours. but i have a new resolve, and oh crap, i need to finish the roleplay thing with jake before tomorrow morning. doh.
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An Old Soldier - Chapter 1

The six power-armored members of the New York Salamander anti-terrorist unit 317 unload from their Quicksilver insertion vehicle on the roof of the city hall. Their steps unbelievably quiet as they make their way to the roof access. At the door the leiutenant calls for them to hold. He silently scans the doorway for detection devices. The scan reveals a trip wire, but cannot determine what it connects to. While the leader prepares a silent insertion charge on the opposite side of the entryway, two other anit-terrorists prep less quiet, but far more powerful charges at predetermined points on the roof in case they trigger an alarm.The leiutenant signals a countdown. 3... 2... 1... hissst. The wall the charge was on simply dissolved, creating a suitable sized hole for entry. The leiutenant pauses before gesturing for one of the privates to enter. One glides over and silently sinks into the darkness. without warning an explosion rocks the roof. The Leiutenant checks his heads up display while signaling the others to initiate the hot entry. the green light that represented the private has blinked off.Two composite directional charges detonate simultaneously.In the bunker level of the city hall, Jared Amiller chuckles scratching the greying hair on his head, then turns to the New York City mayor. "It's really a pity," he says to the bound and gagged young woman, then to the rest of the hostages, "If they had only acceded to my demands, you would have lived. Good-bye."he lifts his finger from the dead man switch and the antipersonal mines under his trenchcoat detonate spraying shrapnel every which way. the carnage that results is horrific; flesh, clothing, and furniture shredded without prejudice. Throwing off what remains of his trench coat to revel the antikinetic armor beneath, he reaches into the gym bag at his feet and withdraws a large, heavy caliber automatic and slams a clip in place. "Let's play." he hurries deeper into the bunker.The remaining five anti-terrorists blow the bunker door and step back. When nothing happens they enter into the room. The only reaction to the carnage within is the quiet vulgarities from the rear private. They switch their visors to thermal view. The leiutenant locks onto the only thermal signature in the next room and fires a burst through the thick wall. The target goes down.The five rush into the room guns trained on the fallen figure, the leiutenant carefully rolls it over. It's a young man, not Mr. Amiller, and it's booby trapped. they try to move but it's too late as the explosives on the young mans body detonate throwing the power armored soldiers across the room like rag dolls. Only one of the privates survives, broken and helpless but alive. the rest are shattered and pulverized. A door opens up and jared walks in with the large automatic. "Game over. Better luck next week." he says before triggering a burst of armor piercing rounds into his head.Jared removes the VR helmet and looks across the room at the anti-terrorist team he just slaughtered as they do the same. "Never underestimate the enemy, or his resources." he gets up and streches before walking out of the training room with a pronounced limp. on his way past the instructor he only slows to say, "They're still not ready. Too predictable. I'll be back next week for a rematch."On his way out of the Salamander Headquarters, Jared grabs a paper; reading the headline aloud as he steps into his waiting autonavigator, "Two more half-eaten bodies have been discovered in connection with the unexplained wild animal attacks this past Friday." His eyebrows raise in mild surprise when he reads the coordinates, That's only a few miles from my house! he thinks to himself, "Those beasties are in for a surprise if they try to take a bite out of me." he laughs bitterly tapping his right leg with his left arm, producing a metallic sound. The autonavigator makes it's way out of the suburban area and into the more rural mountains.
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An Old Soldier - Prologue

Maria Sanchez loved hiking. Even in this day and age when everyone had limitless cell units and couldn't possibly get lost from the rest of the world, but she tried her damn hardest to. Which was why she was out in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night sitting next to a small fire. As she looks at the stars she watches a certian speck grow larger and larger. Maria realizes that it is a meteorite headed in her direction with a good deal of surprise. She leaps to her feet to watch the glowing object crash to the earth only a short distance away. the boom from the impact rocks her back on her heels. she stands motionless staring at the place where the meteorite just made earthfall. then it hits her, meteorites often have valuable metals in them. she could make a lot of money selling it! she hurries to find what is left of the fallen object.she reaches the impact crater and looks inside. "What on earth..."Her terrified scream echoes through the valley before being cut short. Then a victorious howl and laughter fills the night sky.To be continued...
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what a place!

I am just in awe at the stuff I find here. I am both intimidated and encouraged. I got see some of the videos and find out more about what this place has to offer. I think I may start writing sections of a new story in my blog. Unchartedspirit, and whoever else may read this, feel free to give commentary on it when I finally get it going.
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You are here--->

okay, looks like a really cool place. the only social networking place i have any intention right now of using, also only blog, art and story poster. although i am not sure about the last one. i may post bits of story in the blog and ask for comments, since i am sure that that is possible. but today is a good day. that is alll i have to say, that and you are here. oooo!
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