Go to DMC!!!

La-di-da~

Thu, 12 Nov 2009 18:30:27 GMT

Yeah yeah, I yet live.
Have to work on birthday.
Swine flu all around.

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Sat, 05 Sep 2009 15:31:01 GMT

I'm in love~

I think I need to order more X3 <3

Wed, 24 Jun 2009 08:10:11 GMT

I hate funerals.
I'm so totally having myself cremated.

I'll be at Bang your Head Festival from tomorrow till Sunday....selling T-Shirts >_>;;
But Blind Guardian are playing, so yay.

No Kiel this weekend after all

Fri, 12 Jun 2009 08:25:13 GMT

My mother died yesterday afternoon.

Hakuna Matata~

Sat, 28 Mar 2009 11:39:48 GMT

My aunt (not the japan one, the other one) came for a visit and invited me to the Lion King Musical on thursday :D Fun! I was sorta smashed on friday because we came home after 1 am ^^;

And my book 'The Third God' came on tuesday and today I finally had the time to finish reading it *3*

Now I'm going to rewatch Samurai Champloo :B
And after that...DMC, hehee~

Done

Thu, 06 Mar 2008 07:12:40 GMT

I'm officially a graphic designer now @@!

Love, peace and all that stuff...

Tue, 15 Jan 2008 07:27:50 GMT

Geeeeez~

My internet hates me at the moment, I get kicked off every few minutes. I'm afraid I might need a new modem x.x
So, sorry I haven't been around any XP

I hope you'll all have a great year. I actually have my fingers crossed for myself...as I graduate in 2 and a half months @_@;;

When the internet is dead I need something else to procrastinate, so I've been playing Castlevania Curse of Darkness (Mmmmh...Hector~) and Okami (one of the best games I ever played *3*).

*sends out hugs n love*

Hogfather!

Fri, 21 Dec 2007 12:34:09 GMT

My father bought me the Hogfather movie for Xmas *3*
That was really really good X3
I love love love Death!
Teatime was awesome. Susan was perfect.
And Death of Rats! <3

This was very pretty and well made. Now I wanna read the book again.

Thank you so much for the little snowglobe civilized_era, that was so cute!
And it actually inspired me ^3^

Fri, 14 Dec 2007 15:24:42 GMT

So.

That was one weak Omega Weapon o_O

Now I need a new game :(

I'm somewhat disappointed; this weapon was easy. I didn't even need any hero or holy wars or whatever other invincibility thingies you can get (I only have two hero and didn't remember to use them ^^; ). The hardest weapon fight I remember is still the Emerald Weapon in FFVII *scratches head*

But this is the first FF Part in which I used Megalixirs :D
Though I wonder: can Ultmecia's final form actually kill you?

Oh, and I absolutely *love* Fithos Musec Wecos Vinosec *3*

FFVIII

Wed, 12 Dec 2007 07:52:41 GMT

So I finally played Final Fantasy 8!

A few first impressions:

* It's the weirdest of the FF games I've played so far >___>
* I obviously can't dislike an FF game as soon as I played it 8D;
* I really like the in-game graphics; I'd have preferred this kind to FFX, because apparently less polygones means more realistic character animations
* This must be the FF game where the characters curse the most! I'm almost shocked! Bitch! Shit! Is it as extreme in the english language version? XD

On the Plus side:

* Irvine
* Laguna
* The boys' special attacks
* The plot and pretty much all of the main characters
* The junctioning system
* It's funny! And not in an involuntary way like due to bad translations or graphic weirdnesses
* Seriously surprising plot
* The music, as always
* Fun trying to morph items into really cool stuff with the GF abilities

On the Down side:

* Too many of the mini-games/tasks are with a time-limit @_@
* Some of the regular monsters have just too much HP (especially since it's a pain in the ass to make some decent damage)
* The GF call spells take too long in battle and get seriously boring after a (short) while (and you DO need them at first)
* Bad player guidance...no other FF game in which I ran around aimlessly from one room to the next, wondering what I had forgotten that would make the plot move on
* Only telling you how to actually control a certain mini-game after you failed 2 times >_>;

Not too sure about:

* The card game....I have a love/hate relationship with it XP
* Quistis...I just don't have an opinion of her

....I'll be off to try and draw Irvine, mwaha~ X3

i'm writing sci-fi...something must be wrong o_o

Sun, 25 Nov 2007 06:56:29 GMT

I couldn't find sleep last night until I wrote this down @_@;;

Dave couldn't cook to save his life.

He might burn water. In fact he usually cooked food not until it was done or for the length suggested on the wrapping, but until it surrendered. On one memorable sad incident he had managed to set his kitchen on fire before the ingredients had ever seen the inside of the pot.

Right now a bunch of fried eggs were begging for mercy in his pan.

Last night was a blur.

He had a really horrible taste in his mouth, that was vaguely reminiscent of shoesoles. And he knew how shoesoles tasted. He won that dare Micky bet him in fifth grade. The things you did for a pack of cigarettes then. And come to think of it, the cigarettes tasted worse than the shoe. But since smoking was all about style, you just scrunched up your face and tried to ooze calm and charisma while your eyes teared up.

He could remember a guy.

A guy in a cobaltblue cowboyhat.

Now that alone was quite a shocking picture to dredge up from memory, but point in fact, the hat had been the only thing the guy was wearing.

At least in Dave's memory that's what he did.

It wasn't overall a bad memory, but it seemed somehow distant and mythical. A mythical guy in a cowboyhat and nothing else. A guy that had hit on him.

Which might just be the major hangover that drilled nails behind his eyelids.

Chewing on a pickle he shoved the charcoaled remains of his eggs around on the stove and tried to conjure up more details. The words 'space invaders' came to mind, but he couldn't quite place it.

He was dragged from his ruminations by a muffled thump. And then somebody cursed.

A blue cowboyhat came into his line of sight and he was peripherally aware that the hat was again the only thing encumbering the guy.

Cresto!

Yes! That was his name...well, at least that's what he had claimed his name was when Dave had met him on his cousin Leyla's costume party last night.

Memory and present converged and suddenly the stingy ache in his butt made Dave's eyes go wide with suspicion.

"Wha~? What happened last night?" he squeeked.

Cresto's eyes below the brim of his cowboyhat squinted at him carefully.

"Oh...nothing...." he hedged.

"And what's with the silly hat and the silly...well, lack of everything else? The west might have been wild, but that's a bit much..."

"Well, you didn't mind that when you asked me for a ride..." his eyebrows did calanetics that were probably meant to be suggestive.

"I asked You for a ride?!" Something was worming its way into Dave's awareness, something insistent and important. Something he remembered made him giggle in drunken amusement a few hours ago.

Amused Dave blinked at the three fingers he had up Cresto's ass. Intoxication made him giggly.

"You know, I always thought Aliens looked...I dunno...different...or something" he chuckled drunkenly.

"Oh my God, you....you are an Alien!"

"That's what you remember?! Now I'm insulted." Cresto's face visibly fell.

"Well, the other thing too, but that's no consolation...that what you guys do to get anal probes these days?!"

The disappointed look on Cresto's face intensified.

"And what kind of a pick up line is 'wanna see my spaceship' anyways?!"

"I was sincere in that offer!" Cresto indignantly puffed out his chest. Among other things.

"Why then did we never get to that spaceship last night?!"

"Well, the sex was your idea!" Cresto tipped his hat.

Dave was of the firm belief that hair dressers in their thirties don't blush. They also don't squeel like little girls.

He did both when a blue glow suddenly enveloped them both and when it dissipated he was standing in something that didn't look overly different from his kitchen (what with all the white tiles) except for the lovely view out the front window.

It was a window, right?

Earth glowed calm and serene at its center in a vast sea of black.

The universe had a tendency to make people poetic. At least until they got up close and personal with it.

Dave felt slightly giddy.

One can't blame him. The most exciting thing to happen lately (which means in a long time) was his apprentice Jordy turning Mrs. Burbanks' hair a greener shade of brown.

"You know...if I'd known you'd be such a spoilsport, I'd have never married you."

It took Dave a while to locate the proper muscle groups that would move his jaw.

"Excuse me?! I don't even like you!"

"You said something different last night. Besides, that was your idea as well. You proposed, I accepted, it was a beautiful ceremony. Albeit a bit rushed..."

Something was spinning.

Dave supposed it was his reality being shredded in some cosmic mixer.

Cresto stepped up to a blinking console and deftly smacked his hand down on a shiny red button. The craft lurched and dipped smoothly into hyperspace.

"Computer, get us to Sordia! We've got a honeymoon to catch!" he turned to Dave and winked "Great great grandfather Lectar has a planet. Lovely beaches. Grass skirts. Coconuts!" Cresto swiveled his hands in a meaningful gesture, probably meant to imply the paradisical appeal of the place.

It suddenly occurred to Dave that his stove was still on.

Also, the fact that Cresto was still very much buck naked except for the blue cowboyhat turned out to be the least alarming weirdness of the moment.

in my dreams i'm an action hero

Thu, 22 Nov 2007 18:23:25 GMT

I've been having a recurring dream lately. About huge flying people eating mosterfishes.
I'm back in school and they appear outside in the sky (out of tornadoes, which just adds another dimesnion of weird to the whole) and they break through the windows and start attacking people. Military people will appear and I get to shoot with a machinegun (which is a lot of fun in the dream...). I reckon there is some supressed aggression or something getting channeled o_O
It's like some survival horror game.

Also, I have this stargate related plot idea...I'm thinking comic, but also, argh~

Berserk Limericks

Tue, 20 Nov 2007 16:06:14 GMT

Reposting these in order to get an entry :B

Skully seems immune to distraction
but as proven by closer inspection
his panties of steel
got twisted for real
when Zodd found his porno collection.

To get almighty Zodd under his wing
Griffith chopped off one horn for less sting
However in spite
Zodd took Guts for a ride
Less horny doesn't equal less perking.

It's quite obvious that Griffith is gay
showing Guts the Kamasutra was his way
to inspire the lad
and then drag him to bed
too bad though that Guts didn't stay.

Rage and bloodlust contorting Guts' face
he scattered entrails all over the place
then Slann interfered
smelled her chance and appeared
to get naughty with Guts in this case.

Slann complained "This existence's a bore!"
to which Void only emits a soft snore
"216 year gaps
that are spent with long naps
between parties; that *so* doesn't score."

About Skully Void couldn't care less
but Skully demands he confess
"I know you old sod
did the naughty with Zodd!"
Skully yelled as he went for Void's ass.

About Zodd, what Skully alarms:
"How can you resist my charms?!"
"Well, easy", Zodd said
"Void's better in bed
and his schlong is as long as his arms!"

The falcon of light flying high
has no care for the wolf passing by
the beast grinds his jaws
and sharpens his claws
for the moment the bird leaves the sky.

"I'm Puck, the hero, you see!
Looking at my escort you'll agree
that these sorry dopes
would be without hopes
without me doomed they would be!"

Period pains got Casca in a mess
made her attention in battle digress
she fell off a cliff to
come back sorely miffed though
and finally kick Adon's ass.

Lord Mozgus really enjoys to pray
in his tower, at least 1000 times a day
face first he goes for
a clash with the floor
formed his head in a very weird way.

Farnese liked to play with fire
brought many witches to the pyre
she was quite deranged
but got her mind changed
with Schierke and Guts to admire.

Gennon knelt on the ground and said "Honey,
I love you!" but Griffith didn't think it funny
He wrinkled his nose
stabbed him, said "I suppose
I was young and needed the money."