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Post by Master Warious on Aug 26, 2005 9:51:16 GMT -5
Maul! WHERE IN KESSLE ARE YOU! Maul: In my room. Warious: Why? Maul: Our new guest. Warious: *glances at THH* Yeah so? What about him? Maul: He's really, really dangerous. Warious: *rolles eyes* And we're not? Maul: He threatened me. Warious: 0_o ... -_-' Maul, he didn't even say anything to you! Maul: It was in his eyes. While I was yelling at you. I saw it in his eyes. His eyes....*wimper* Warious:0-0 Um...Maul? Maul: Is he still there? Warious: -_-' THH: I speak A mer kin lan guage now jah? Warious: *snrk* Work on it. THH: I type the words out here? Yes...it is, how Erik say, On screen. Warious: [exagerated patience]Yes, it is on the screen.[/exagerated patience] Wow, he can type better then he can talk. THH: I speak well! Warious: -_-' THH: What means -_-' ? Warious: @_@ It's like a facial expression without words. Do you remember your name yet? THH: @_@ -_-' 0_o 0-0 this is fun! Warious: Ooh boy. THH: No name anymore...-_-' I like this one! Warious: *bangs head on key board* u87ijuyjmn vctrxtjftr THH: What do those words mean? Erik: Absolutly nothing. Warious put her head on the key board and pressed the keys. Don't try it. THH: Ah...very well then. Warious give me name? Warious: me? Name you? THE Headless Horseman? THH: I not headless. See? My head is on my neck. Warious: You know what I meant. THH: No. I did not. Warious: I will find you a name. Okay? THH: What means okay? Warious: It means...ERIK! Explain please! Erik: *is laughing but explains to THH in German* Warious: It's like the Terminal or something. Really! No Commander, no one we know. I leave your precious jedi boy alone (note: I didn't say his name now did I?) as long as he leave me alone comprende? THH: Comprende? Warious: Understand, to comprehend! THH: AHHHHHHHH! Now I see! What is this city of Oz they sing of in the song? Warious: -_-' *head lolls backwards* We're listening to Wicked here's the book, go read it. THH: I like your neck. It's pretty. Warious: *snapps her head in the upright postition* Yikes!
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Post by Master Warious on Aug 27, 2005 10:29:56 GMT -5
Well kiddos, I will bre gone for a week up to Calumet for some 'fun'. Yeah...sure. THH and Erik are comming with me. Both seem to be very excited to go on a road trip else where. So I wil not have acsess to a computer till next Saturday. Maul will probably follow at a distance as he truely seems afraid of THH. From a majority of the FF on THH THe main name people have for him is "Christiaan". (or variations thereof) Interesting name but, THH isn't so sure that is a name he likes. I might just end up calling him that anyway. I will spell it my own way however. But we still havent settle on a name for him.
Anyone know any German names? Please post them. THH need a name.
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Post by Morgana Le Fay on Aug 29, 2005 13:43:22 GMT -5
Thanks, but it's Okey. He's my Co author now. Kyp: and it's about time... Hey, I had to find the thread! Any ways... If he's the Headless horseman, WHY does he have a head? .....Hi to THH, BTW....
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 3, 2005 15:22:54 GMT -5
*sigh*
Hello my adoring stalkers and minions who care about my boring life. As all of you are aware (unless you were uninformed) I was away at camp. I wrote all about it in my journal via paper and pencil. I felt you adoring minions and stalkers would be interested so I am transcribing what is written in the biodegradable pages to computer memory.
The things written in italics are from when The Horseman got a hold of the paper.
Saturday 6:34 pm 8/27/05. (In the Car) Well we are finally on our way. I got Maul to come out of hiding to drive us. Unfortunately, with the car being packed there was only enough room for three people. There are four of us.
Maul said there was no way on Kessel he was going to drive is our guest was going to sit next to him (as the seat behind him was filled with our stuff) *stops to listen to ‘Adventures in Odyssey’ that Maul was playing*
This is a pencil? Fascinating. Erik has taught me how to write in English. I am learning it fast with his and Lady Warious’ help.
My pencil! Here, have one that isn’t mine.
Ohh. Thank you.
*rolls eyes* Anyway, Erik is sitting next to Maul in the front. The Hessian and I are sitting behind Erik in the ONLY OTHER SEAT in the car. I’m on his lap that is. The Hessian’s not Erik’s. Maul would rather I was between him and the horseman.
This Maul…
Yes?
Why does he live with you?
*what are you stupid look* He’s my BROTHER!
Oh…
*both distracted by Adventures in Odyssey*
This is an interesting form of story telling. With Christian principals it seems.
Yes Hessian boy, that’s what Adventures in Odyssey is for. Do you like it?
Yes. It is, how you say, ‘cool’.
How do you eat spaghetti through a straw?
…good question.
Maul: You don’t. Gaspeth! The Zabarak speaketh!
10:33 pm (Calumet)
We’re here! (Calumet) And we’ve all finally settled in *sort of* our one room cabin with the name “Eve”.
Maul
6:58 am 8/28/05 (Calumet)
Shut off the lights before I could finish.
I started my ‘monthly cycle’ yesterday and am feeling rather fine for once. Normally I get sick. Ah! A duelist! And a challenge to duel! Go and kick his behind I must!
8:08 am Won the duel lost the match. But it was only my Zombie deck…which needs work. After the match we all went to eat breakfast. THH doesn’t eat…despite the fact that he is a corporeal ghost. (i.e. Tangible) Now I’m sitting by the lake while a nice breeze blows my hair into my face. -_-‘
What I was going to write last night before Maul turned the lights out… Maul and Erik are sharing a bunk at the “furthest and most secluded” part of the cabin. Maul’s on the top bunk, “So I can see your ‘friend’ coming.” Erik wasn’t happy about getting the bottom bunk because Erik is at least 7 feet (if not taller). He would have more room on the top bunk but…well, Maul didn’t want to share a bunk with the Hessian. Oh yes, before I forget… The Hessian and I were talking earlier this morning about the ‘name issue’. We settled on calling him Christopher for now. Chris for short. Anyway, Chris is ‘sleeping’ on the top bunk (because he needs the leg room) Not that he sleeps mind you. Or eats or drinks or gets any ‘side effects’ of the aforementioned activities. I’m on the bottom bunk. (Maul and I are both on the short side incase you people were wondering) The thing about bunks, however, is the fact that they sink down. This is very bad for my back and my chiropractor will kill me.
Chris is ‘swimming’ in the lake. I haven’t seen him surface in the past then minutes… Never mind, he’s just surfaced and coming back to shore.
There is church later on today and Chris seems to be the only guy in my entire acquaintance that has ever been excited at the idea. I think I have a friend for life. (so to speak) Chris is asking when Church starts. About eleven. He’s got plenty of time. But not to drip on me and my notebook! As he is currently doing… The wind had picked up and its gotten grey. I think it will rain. Chris thinks so too. There is a ‘Counselor’ rally it seems by the ‘snack bar’ which happens to be in our viewing range. Erik is making use of a piano he saw at breakfast. Maul is meditating up at a place we found when we were here last year. It’s nice and quiet, minus the occasional anima and breeze. I like being by the lake better. The sound the waves make is…relaxing. So is Erik’s voice but he isn’t here right now…I wonder if he’ll show for church… I had someone mispronounce my alias’ last name. (I go by another name when I travel) It was pronounced Lemure instead of Lumiere (which isn’t my real last name for you stalkers) But I knew her form a few year back so she knows how to pronounce my real name, she just doesn’t. I wonder if I should have teased her about the counselor she had a crush on at the time. But I wasn’t awake enough to consider it.
We did give Chris a last name for him to go by. Rommel. After my favorite WWII general. Yes he was a German, but he rocked! I felt water… I’m going inside the Cabin.
10:01 am I got accosted for another duel and I won. And got Legendary Jujitsu Master for winning.
*Yawn* I bet the floor would be more comfortable then these bunks…I’m tired.
Maul is still A.W.O.L. Erik is in the cabin. Chris is…somewhere. I’m sitting at a picnic table by the lake…ish. Doing nothing. ‘cept writing. Oh…there’s Chris.
*muses* James probably wouldn’t like it here…or Chris for that matter. Like Chris that is…*pouts*
There is no face for that?
No.
How you say…’Darn’.
*rolls eyes and goes back to reading ‘Dracula’*
1:20 pm
Just me and Chris at church… Chris was a little overwhelmed with the new version of worship, but he caught on. … He’s also used to singing in German, which he demonstrated at my puppy-eyed request. Not bad really. But then I love how the German language sounds …even if I don’t understand it After church was lunch, for which I noticed both Erik and Maul present. When I glared at them Erik said, “We were upstairs! You couldn’t see us.” Yeah…sure. *Mental note: If someone sings you a song in a language you can’t understand while the gently touch your face ask for the translation!* Although…since Chris is in fact a Christian, if he were really alive I might find and interest in him. As it is, Erik and I believe Chris is like a Nazgûl, neither living or dead. I wonder if there is something we could do for him.
7:03 pm I have a feeling that Chris wouldn’t appreciate the use of my Sith ways…P00. Come to think of it…neither does Tiana, whom I think of as a sister.
James and Erik don’t seem to care, but they’re not believers… As much as I love James Hook (who is still in Neverland) I couldn’t marry him unless he became a Christian. Ditto with Erik. *sigh* And I don’t see ANY sign of that happening anytime soon for either of them… Double P00.
8:33 pm
Getting ready for bed. I hate my period. Feelin’ yicky. Bleah. *flops over on stomach* Guys are lucky. I don’t care what they say, but it’s true. No period, more likely to be athletically accepted, more job options. (Well…on earth this is true, not in the galaxy) *glances up at Erik talking to Chris in German* I knew it! They’re conspiring! Ah well… *zzzzzzzz* Hmmm…who’s petting my back? Don’t care…falling…asleep.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 3, 2005 15:25:25 GMT -5
12:10 pm 8/29/05 Monday
Ung…woke up ‘round 7:30-ish for breakfast. Went to Chapel at 9:15 and sang really stupid songs. (But then…day three of period nothing is good for me)
REALLY had to use the refresher units after.
Maul and Erik went on a canoe trip with a bunch of teens. I tried to get Chris to go… He said Someone needed to stay with me. Normally Maul will argue this point for me but he quickly agreed instead…the traitor. Well, Chris is forewarned of my grouchiness and advised to steer clear of me…neither of which has he taken precautions of. But then again, I have been out sleeping most of the time.
I am avoiding lunch for I feel yicky. And as I said before, Chris doesn’t need to eat. Going back to sleep now, I am.
9:25 pm E and M came back safe around 4pm. Then it poured. The two were glad to be in out of the rain when it began to really come down. It’s raining really hard now as well and is very loud.
(more to come later. It is very hard to transcribe things for me)
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 5, 2005 8:57:08 GMT -5
9:20 am 8/30/05 Tuesday (At ‘Chapel’ hiding in the stairway inside a building called ‘Luther Hall’) Okay, this is the only thing Maul, Erik, Chris and I have in common – We hate this crazy early morning sing and dance stuff. So all four of us are hiding in the stairwell to keep from getting roped into embarrassing things.
So far it’s worked. The question is, ‘Can we keep this up for the rest of the week?’ General consensus says, ‘No,’ (meaning pessimistic males Maul, Erik and Chris) But I remain hopeful, despite the mad (as in loony) adults. Very, very loony aduklts…extremely loony. Help us!
Um, It’s just paper Lady Warious.
*rolles eyes* I know that Chris, really I do, but I am writing to my dear stalkers who read my journal.
Who stalks you? I’ll kill them!
…-_-‘ They don’t know where we live Chris, we’ll be fine. But if you want to kill Jay Tharen (name has been changed) you may.
What did he do?
*~_~* Suggested adult things to me.
Adult things?
Maul: *whispers to Erik*
Erik: *explains in German to Chris*
Oh…I shall kill him then.
[adoringly]Awww, my hero![/adoringly]
Erik and Maul: *Rolls eyes*
9:43 pm
Went to the ‘talent’ show at 7:30pm. Some good, some terrible *coughDNBcough* Yeah, Count Doomy was there. There was some really awesome talent. One song that was sung, Chris liked. I liked it too, but I’d heard it before. Time for bed.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 5, 2005 8:57:58 GMT -5
9:30 am 8/31/05 Wednesday
Same bat time, same bat channel…same hiding place. (The stairwell in Luther Hall, Calumet) Mad (loony) activities…again and we are hiding. Last night during “Vespers” (Which I skipped out on) Chris and Erik went swimming in the dark. The lake was very still, glass like even, so it was really good swimming conditions. But it was really eerie looking because of the fog. I kept watch over them just incase. The only problem was that when Chris, dripping, sopping wet, came out of the lake, hugged me. Whilst Erik stood by laughing his musically beautiful laugh, I was trying to get out of the wet Horseman’s arms. Which only succeeded in toppling both of us into the sand. This only made Erik laugh harder. So I was forced to take a late-night shower (not my idea of fun) when I really wanted to sleep. Gerrrrrr. Now the loonies are attempting to sing a ‘round’. Chris is dry now though and is rather comfortable to sit on. …hey! They sound good after all! The ‘round’ song being sung that is…sounds pretty. Ooooooh! Now they’re doing my favorite song.
Bwuahahahahahahaha! Now I have zee vords!
You’re making fun of my accent!
No. Zis is zee eeviieell geinius acczent! Not German.
Oh…
Also known as a mix of Russian and bad American accents.
I see…I think…
Hey! You picked up on my dotses habbit!
…So? You just noticed?
-_-‘ Nevermind.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 5, 2005 8:59:35 GMT -5
10:58am 9/1/05 Thursday
We made it! I forgot my journal for Chapel so I’m filling it in now. We survived and managed to hide in the stairwell all week. Yay! I drew a dagger and a sword during Chapel. Very pretty. Yay!
Nothing much happened yesterday. The boys are enjoying themselves but I am wanting to be home now. If there is one thing that makes me miserable it’s being surrounded by people yet forever alone. Everyone here (excluding E, M, and C) is either younger then me or older. The younger ones are obnoxious to the point of wanting attempted murder. The older ones are to caught up in their own worlds to care if someone wants to join theirs because they are finally old enough.
Adults don’t care how old you are if you look 16. They accepted Erik, Maul and Christopher readily enough, they are and look like adults. But if it talks like and adult but looks like a young teen, It’s inferior and not to be accepted. Don’t you 20 and older humans try to say otherwise, think about it and you’ll realize it’s true. Yes there are exceptions, like parents who understand…mostly those who home school. But particularly you 20-30 people are the biggest culprits. You who should understand the most ignore those who are now as you once were. Yeah…I feel alone. Inside I am alone. Pain is what lies inside of me Pain is all I know But it still hurts. I have made changes to what people see when they see me yet I am still not accepted. Sith or not, I seem doomed to be alone forever. Yes I have Jesus, and most of the time that is good enough. Yes I have a few good friends, but still I feel alone. Incomplete. Like a piece of me is missing, but I’ll never find it. As if I child swallowed the last piece of the puzzle that is me. Knowledge that I will never get it back. If you can believe me, I have written this without a single tear, or sob or sniff. But inside I ache with pain incurable. There was a time when I believed in the virtues of Honor, Justice, Purity, Mercy, Compassion, Hope, Life and Goodness. You wouldn’t think it of me now though. I have become twisted and distorted by Betrayal and the world that claims it is ‘Light’. Now I cling to the virtues of Darkness, Shadows, Anger, Hate, Chaos, Death, Destruction and Doom. There is no turning back. I have lost what cannot be replaced. Innocence corrupted and twisted by Betrayal Honor smashed to pieces Justice mutilated by selfish Judges Mercy and Compassion are cast aside like garbage Life destroyed Goodness from no human comes Hope taken. The virtues I held dear, ripped from me, stripped from me, torn up into many pieces, like my heart. Collect the pieces. Put them in jars on the shelf. Jars filled with dust made from destroyed virtues. Betrayal hurts and destroys more then one who can ever tell. I want to yell at them, “I HATE YOU!” I want to scream, “I curse the day we met!” I want to shout, “I hope you die feeling the pain you gave me. The pain you gave me is deeper then any wound and cannot heal. It will bleed the rest of my life. Yes, I forgive. But I can never forget. How can I ever forget? The wound remains for all eternity Reminding me Slowly killing me And no one can save me For I have forgotten how to let another help me Because I am alone.
10:13 pm
Something odd occurred just before dinnertime. Chris felt hungry. And ate. And drank. (and hade to use the bathroom a few minutes ago…poor guy. Erik went to instruct him in the use of a modern bathroom) Is he becoming alive once more? Chris just walked it. He looks a little confused. Poor guy. Neither of us really knows what is going on either. He says he feels things as he once did when he was alive. Now he feels tired. So he is going to sleep now.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 5, 2005 9:00:38 GMT -5
11:40 am 9/2/05 Friday (in the car)
Goin’ home again I can’t wait to be home again Gah! No Chris! Maul pull over!
Yuck. Chris seems to be…erg…throwing up. Erk…poor guy. Looks like breakfast didn’t agree with him. Well he’s had more color in his skin this morning. Till now anyway. But that’s only his face. The rest of him looks...well…alive. Maul looks concerned…
Maul: You alright?
Chris: No. But I feel better now.
Warious: Good. Eat this *gives Chris PeptoBismal tablet* This might help.
Chris: *chews* This tastes horrible.
Warious: I know but it should help.
Chris: Thanks. I think.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 8, 2005 9:36:02 GMT -5
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 8, 2005 9:45:19 GMT -5
GERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! How long will this go on? How long will people always seek to place the blame on others who HAVE NO CONTROLE OVER ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS?!?!?!?
See this picture for instance... p://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y56/melody3630/americanpsychobush.png
I am ashamed to say that this was created by a 'friend' on myspace. The stupidity of humans have grown much over the years. It has sickened me to no end. I despise the human race to no end but Americans! Americans are the lowest of low! I am ashamed to even live here!
When I saw this picture this was what I replyed to her...
"No, of course, what really matters is the blame. Somebody to blame. Fine, if that's the thing you enjoy, placing the blame, If that's the aim, give me the blame. Just give me the boy. No? You're so nice. You're not good, you're not bad, You're just nice. I'm not good, I'm not nice, I'm just right. I'm the witch. You're the world. I'm the hitch, I'm what no one believes. I'm the witch. You're all liars and thieves, Like his father! Like his son will be too! Oh, why bother? You'll just do what you do! It's the last midnight, So goodbye, all. Coming at you fast, midnight-- Soon you'll see the sky fall! Listen to the roar: Giants by the score--! Oh well, you can blame another witch. It's the last midnight, It's the last verse. Now, before it's past midnight, I'm leaving you my last curse: I'm leaving you alone. Everybody down on all fours. All right, Mother, when? Lost the beans again! Punish me the way you did then! Give me claws and a hunch, Just away from this bunch And the gloom And the doom And the boom!
You can send this to who ever created this picture."
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 11, 2005 14:46:42 GMT -5
Hey Peoples! My German buddy here wants to tell you all that he remembers his name! *its about time!* It's Abner.
He's keeping the last name we gave him though 'kay?
The Hessian's first name is Abner.
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Post by Dûncariel is Dead. on Sept 12, 2005 22:04:08 GMT -5
*points to post above the post above*
Believe it or not, other countries are much worse than America. No matter how much crap is going of in our country at the moment, or how much it just feels dead, it's a million times better than other places. We've had a German boy staying with us the last couple weeks, though a Christian school, and the differences are almost appalling. I've decided that I love him to death, but you can tell how different his upbringing has been. Same with our exchange student last school year. The first night that he went back to Germany, he got hammered. Then called to tell us about it...
It blows my mind, because Germany, England, all of the European countries -- that was where Christianity comes from, and where it has died out. Sure, there are still strong Christians in those countries, but their beautiful churches are empty of life, skeletons of an age apparently passed. They look at out elections here in America, and write in their newspapers how stupid America was for voting in Bush, and how far behind we are for not voting in Gay Marriage.
So don't lose heart. America holds on, yet. The Media isn't everything.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 13, 2005 9:13:44 GMT -5
Who said I was moving? I am aware of the other countries out there. I mean we could try doing something about it but noone listens to the silent masses! QUIT SHUTTING UP PEOPLE! The heritage the Founding fathers left us have been violated and destroyed several times over! How can I not think what I do about it?!? The supreme court is makeing rulings that ARE unconstituional and yet they claim it is not! Why? Because VERY FEW PEOPLE EVEN KNOW WHAT IT SAYS NEVERMIND WHAT IT MEANS! You think I"m shouting now? You should see my myspace blog...
Whent to the fair this weekend. Got really bored on Saturday and took out my face paints. I ended up as a skull...with my black cape...Commander did up a sign for me to pin on my cloak that said, "I am BLACK DEATH stalking the Fairgrounds" It was GREAT! No one recodnized me after I took my paint and robe off for supper. Muahahahahahahahahahaha! Sooo fun! But then on sunday I was sick....that's what you get for impersonating a plague...or spoofing Erik and his Red Death Costume ...but his was far more impressive then mine as kids laughed more then screamed... People are so desensitized these days!
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Post by Morgana Le Fay on Sept 13, 2005 14:57:00 GMT -5
Her stunt (And the urchints running round) gave me a chance to work on my one liners... MUHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAA It WAS HILARIOUS!!!!!! Had a blast!!! WArious, we've got to create better costumes for next year.... or Activities day!!!! *bursts out laughing as she imagines the hilarity*
America is screwy because it is a selfish society, and because people get ideas, but don't want to do anything for themselves. My Orc bros. are good example, as well as people at the fair....
Yes, I'm posting in your diary again!!!!!
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 14, 2005 13:28:32 GMT -5
That's okay, you're commenting on an entry here and not something completely random. There is a difference.
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 14, 2005 13:32:25 GMT -5
Today my car battery died because I left my lights on....oops. fortunately the custodian dude who works at the library was there and helped me out by jumpstarting my car for me. He is really the nicest dude. Us people at the library probably wouldn't know what to do without him. He really is that great at his job.
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Post by Morgana Le Fay on Sept 14, 2005 13:37:31 GMT -5
But commenting on something completely random is fun too!!!
Like your current avatar....
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Post by Master Warious on Sept 14, 2005 13:47:17 GMT -5
What's wrong? Don't like kissing?
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Post by Morgana Le Fay on Sept 14, 2005 13:57:17 GMT -5
No.... just .... who it looks like.............
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