| One Last Song |
[Jan. 4th, 2011|06:48 pm] |
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The ship was sinking
We were drinking
Singing one last song
Casting our gold into the ocean
You grabbed a bucket
Started screaming, "Come on, come on!"
Trying to slow the downward motion
Back in the Kingdom
We were Kings and Queens
And oh so strong
That God himself could not contain us
We never thought
We'd be the shorter half of sword and gun
Now God himself could never save us |
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| Shielded Heart |
[Oct. 19th, 2010|11:18 pm] |
He thought he was protecting her from those damned monsters, but as he pulled his hand away from her mouth, it left an inky handprint over her lips and chin. The Dark Moto charged down the hill and... through him. He felt their darkness touch his heart and saw himself dragged away, reaching desperately for her as she was consumed by a shadow that spread over her face and down her body.
Makuushio felt himself shoved in the ribs and threw his arm out to fend off any subsequent blow.
"Kutabare! What the hell was that for?!"
He sat up, chest heaving and heart beating nearly out of his chest. The sight of his elder brother's face came into his vision and he dropped his head.
"Please forgive me, oniisan. My nightmares..."
"Yes, yes, your nightmares. I swear to the Kami you're more afraid of them than Jigoku itself. Well you're making too much noise, I can't sleep."
Makuushio bent forward, inclining his head more.
"Stay awake if you have to, just don't you dare wake me again! Or else I will tell that Kitsu you were moaning her name in the night."
His heart skipped a beat and he whispered a promise to make no further noise that night.
Stepping out onto the balcony, Makuushio looked out over the Wall into the Shadowlands. Narrowing his eyes, he peered hard into the darkness, knowing there was nothing out there that he couldn't face.
His companions had surprised him. Starting out, he had serious doubts that all of them would make it back. Heiwa, a Crane for crying out loud, had cut one of the Onikage in half! Granted he was now lying in the infirmary, recovering, but he hadn't been afraid when it was time to fight. Huo had made a dark splotch out of one of them, a truly impressive feat. Even Hyun-Shik had proven himself with his convincing words. Jarringly enough it was Hanashiro, his brother Crab, who had faltered. Though Makuushio knew no one could blame any Crab for being the most honorable of samurai, he wondered why the Kuni had chosen to lie.
And that Kitsu girl. She was perplexing. Kawahime was touched by the Kami in a way he had never seen and had a hidden strength that amazed him. His mind wandered back to the moments they had shared in the Shadowlands. Her hands on his arm as she held him in a grip he could not break from, her prayers to the Kami that had healed him, her voice in his ear, his arm around her as they waited for the Dark Moto to pass them by. It was in that moment, he remembered, that he had felt a strength previously foreign to him. He had known strength of body and spirit, but this protective feeling, being so close to one of the samurai he protected every time he fought the creatures of the Shadowlands, reminded him that the Crab would never be forgotten for what they did for the Empire. And though he knew she would likely depart when the snows soaked into the earth, he knew he would never forget her or the duty she had reminded him of. |
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| Who Needs Sleep |
[Jul. 13th, 2010|11:09 pm] |
Find your own pose!
PS - Dexcon was amazing: sexy bruises, broken down car, lost wallet, and all! |
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| Summer Solstice |
[Jun. 21st, 2010|09:52 pm] |
Latest news: Podcast! Every Wednesday night: www.beyond8bit.com/blog
I am "Empress" Pepper Potts. My boys are awesome.
Also, I am currently working on a long-term temp assignment from ManPower, 11pm to 7am Sun-Thu, and in the process of applying for both TSA and the State Department. I'm also looking at grad school. GMU has an MA program in Global Affairs that is relevant to my interests.
Also, I am currently living in Leesburg. Still looking for a permanent place to stay, but I am ever on the move.
Looking forward to Dexcon for many reasons. Sasha should be coming down to visit at some point afterward. XD
Hiking this weekend was so much fun and it felt good to be a bit sore the next day. I will be starting to train in chainmail this week. Should prove interesting. |
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| So close to being a Chaotic Neutral Half Elf Monk... |
[May. 11th, 2010|06:28 pm] |
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I Am A: Lawful Neutral Human Druid (3rd Level)
Ability Scores:
Strength-10
Dexterity-12
Constitution-11
Intelligence-12
Wisdom-15
Charisma-12
Alignment:
Lawful Neutral A lawful neutral character acts as law, tradition, or a personal code directs him. Order and organization are paramount to him. He may believe in personal order and live by a code or standard, or he may believe in order for all and favor a strong, organized government. Lawful neutral is the best alignment you can be because it means you are reliable and honorable without being a zealot. However, lawful neutral can be a dangerous alignment because it seeks to eliminate all freedom, choice, and diversity in society.
Race:
Humans are the most adaptable of the common races. Short generations and a penchant for migration and conquest have made them physically diverse as well. Humans are often unorthodox in their dress, sporting unusual hairstyles, fanciful clothes, tattoos, and the like.
Class:
Druids gain power not by ruling nature but by being at one with it. They hate the unnatural, including aberrations or undead, and destroy them where possible. Druids receive divine spells from nature, not the gods, and can gain an array of powers as they gain experience, including the ability to take the shapes of animals. The weapons and armor of a druid are restricted by their traditional oaths, not simply training. A druid's Wisdom score should be high, as this determines the maximum spell level that they can cast.
Find out What Kind of Dungeons and Dragons Character Would You Be?, courtesy of Easydamus (e-mail)
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| The Old School |
[Mar. 2nd, 2010|02:01 pm] |
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I am the Stacey of this Babysitter's Club. |
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| Boys and Banditos |
[Feb. 24th, 2010|06:33 pm] |
First of all: Boys drive me crazy, in good ways and bad.
Also, Dreamation was tons of fun, though there were some rough spots in there. Thursday was the Trip Up (wherein I received a phone call that I was being let go from my job) and then food and booze time. Friday... I don't remember much of other than the game. I think that was the day we went to the costume store. Book of One was hilarious. Cassandra and Silvia (if that is her real name) stood around talking dirty until the aliens attacked. Then I got stared down by one and decided that shit was bananas. I had a gun, but didn't want to shoot them, so I just stayed down until the fight was over, whereupon I gtfo'd. Saturday was food and setting up for the game around people who could just as well held their "panel" on one of the couches outside the room. I know it was stressful for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) babylonthegreat and taraione, but they did an awesome job and the players had a wonderful time. Then it was time for quick fooding and Studio 42: The Death of Disco. I had a great time playing a celebrity and schmoozing. Andy Warhol is a genius. Alcohol saved his life. Sunday was packing and food and the Return Trip.
I have been doing ID Check runs this week and have so far received a coupon for a free appetizer from PF Chang's. I hope I receive similar treatment when I visit them tomorrow. I hope not to be yelled at and told I look old again. |
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| I win at tests! |
[Feb. 5th, 2010|04:41 pm] |
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So, I won't know my score until Tuesday, but a Certificate of Excellence from ETS came in the mail today. For those of you unfamiliar, ETS is the organization that administers the SAT, PRAXIS, and other big important tests. I took the PRAXIS II English: Language and Literature exam on Jan 9 and apparently did really well. I'm in the top 15% of test-takers EVER.
Also, I'll be in Reston for the weekend.
That is all. |
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| New Year's Revolutions |
[Dec. 31st, 2009|12:43 pm] |
Whatever you do, whoever you're with, have a wonderful evening and a very Happy New Year.
Last New Year's Eve, I was in Tokyo at a Buddhist temple, alone but surrounded by teeming humanity. I guess it sort of set the year in motion, set the tone and theme (I'm such an English Major). This year I will witness debauchery and sip my sparkling apple juice, hoping not to get groped. What a trasition from last year... So, what does that mean for 2010? I have no idea, but I'm sure I'll look back and it'll all make sense. I just thank the universe that 2009 is OVER. IT WAS A TERRIBLE YEAR FOR ME. And a lot of other people. I need to find something to burn for symbolism. All you can do is move forward or jump off. I've come very close to quitting this year, but I'm still here. I am thankful for my friends and family, they have gotten me through and they're all that really matter in life anyway.
Here's to Life, to Love, and to Peace. Cheers! |
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| Futile |
[Dec. 17th, 2009|10:31 am] |
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There is no escape. |
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