Babysitter

Hello all! How are you today?

Babysitting has it's quirks you know. I just have to keep two little ones out of trouble by providing distractions, turning them away from computers and mobile phones, and make the occasional monkey or snowman or hot-dog out of play-doh. Then I clean up once they leave the room (it gets trashed later, but the adults can at least walk in it for a brief moment). Tell you the truth though, I have no idea if I'm going an okay job or if I'm just a bother.

Anyway, today's story is about a different type of babysitter...

Babysitter - Salicylic
     Salicylic, better known as Sal, sat in the darkened room that was barely lit by the street lamps outside. Her eyes carefully watched the wall opposite her and she sat against a mirror to avoid its reflection.
"Sally," a voice called for attention behind her like a small child would. Sal ignored it.
"Sal," the voice was stern having dropped its whiny tone. Sal still ignored it.
"Salicylic! You will look at me!" The voice shouted.
"Leave me alone Faith," Sal responded plainly and heard a huff behind her. Sal knew Faith was annoyed at the situation; Faith always needed action while Sal could sit in a spot for hours.
"We are stuck here while your partner is stealing what you have spent weeks searching for."
"Yes."
"But we could be doing that! Just the two of us, like when we were kids!"
"Stealing the cookie jar at home and stealing a dangerous, overpowered sword from a guarded museum are two completely different things," Sal explained to what she knew was deaf ears.
"Same principle..." Faith muttered and then spoke up, "Better than babysitting."
Sal sighed, but continued to watch the wall opposite that had three security guards tied up together. Gathering intelligence, formulating plans and, as Faith put it, babysitting were Sal's best assets on a heist that she could do by herself.
"I hate you," Faith commented bluntly only for Sal to shrug the statement off. She was used to Faith's harsh comments in an attempt to provoke her since the two grew up together. They stopped getting to her years ago.
"I finished reading that book you've been saving time for," Faith said, "and Raven is actually-"
"Don't tell me!" Sal yelled angrily and quickly tried to compose herself, but it was too late. The next moment, Sal saw Faith sitting in front of her.  

"Ah~! My turn!" Faith stood up and stretched her limbs out. Although the shape grew into what looked like a young adult, and the curves and hair colour changed, it was still technically Sal's body. It just changed to Faith's when Sal got emotional (which is why she still hadn't finished reading the book). The two were completely different people, and unfortunately, they shared the same body. Sal watched from the mirror as Faith started to walk towards the main exhibition of the building. Sal berated herself for falling for that trick again.
"Oh!" Faith stopped and pulled something out of Sal's, now stretched pant pockets. She examined it and after a brief think over, opened it. A white powder covered Faith and Sal smiled from her mirror prison. Faith tried so very hard to not do what Sal was hoping for. She tried so, so hard.
"AH-CHOO!" Faith sneezed, and in an instant Sal was back in her body. Clothes stretched beyond repair and covered in white powder, Sal read what was on the capsule Faith opened.
On the outside; 'Faith - I think this will look good on you'
Inside; "Sal - Your Welcome'
"Your partner sucks."
Sal grinned and turned to the mirror that a bitter and red-nosed Faith was standing in. Although Sal's reflection in the mirror was Faith and didn't know what she looked like as a result, she was sure that she looked like an insane smiling mess. Faith's eye roll only confirmed her suspicions and she returned to doing her job.
Babysitting.

Right, so that's it for today. I'm wondering what story has the most words... Anyway, have a nice day everyone!




P.S. Salicylic is actually an acid that I read in my chemistry book while at school. I liked it for a name. It's rather funny now that I look back, because if I remember correctly salicylic acid is used in aspirin to relieve headaches (it does other stuff to, that's just what I remember), and Faith is a huge headache to deal with!

If you got another story...

Hello! I hope everyone is going well. How are the stories? Are they to your liking? Are they amusing or making you think? Or maybe you're just collecting them to bind and have a private copy somewhere under your bed.
I'm not going to lie, that last comment was aimed at a friend.
Anyway, here's another story. It's a lot shorter than the others.

If - Sakti

    All her life, Sakti has been protected by her father. He was her only family since her mother died in childbirth. Something her father never got over and Sakti herself, desperate to know her mother, watched the recording she left behind over and over. Sakti wondered if her mother were alive, would she be on her mother's home world studying the Lore?

The mechanical-metropolis that Sakti has spent her life on was the centre for smuggling weapons and drugs. Her father told her what areas to stay away from and she listened. It was dangerous to get involved, everyone knew that, but since the criminal activity seemed to run parallel to normal life, people turned a blind eye.

She wondered what would have happened if she had continued on her way home that day instead of following her curiosity. Would the criminals have remained on the hunk of metal she had called 'home'? Would the Okralid and human that drew attention to the criminal group have bleed to death that day? Would her father and herself lived the rest of their lives on that metal-planet depressed and against the wishes of her mother?

But 'would' was not the question that Sakti asked herself at that moment she made a decision.

If the opportunity to escape her boring life arose, why wouldn't she take it?

Ok, that's today's story! Hope you enjoyed it and have a wonderful day everyone!

A Nightmare

Hello! How is everyone? So the story prompt is 'Nightmare' and the character actually came from one of my own. Funny isn't it? Anyway, enjoy!

Nightmare - Cap. Amarina
Amarina never had a nightmare, bad dreams she had, but never a true nightmare. At least she could say that until 'that day'. She saw first hand what happened and the carnage of bodies at the end of it. When she got called back to the military by her superiors, she thought they'd put her on the front line. She would have been out of their nonexistent hair that way, but they put her behind a desk on secretary duty. Amarina filed away budgets and reports on stupid plans of attack doomed from the beginning as the carnage continued with each passing day. Reality became a nightmare for Amarina and most of the world's population. Filing one day, she read about a case of a successful attack, but not from the military. A target of the carnage retaliated and killed the attacker. An idea began to fester in Amarina's head, one that was at the least slightly better than her superiors'.

But then 'the event' happened. Another nightmare, so many young lives lost for no reason, very little survived and more paper work for Amarina to deal with. Sick to death with worthless ideas that amounted to nothing, Amarina forged a superiors signature on a summary, slipped it to another and her idea was passed. Those higher up didn't care who came up with it, so long as they got the credit for it. If the targets could successfully attack the enemy, why not recruit them? As a bonus, Amarina was finished with desk work and got a team of female recruits to train. She still had bad dreams, but before they could manifest into nightmares, a 'BOOM' in the distance would wake her and she would count the minutes it took for the rapid knocking at her door to start.

Amarina was pleased that in this nightmare called reality, that one of her three recruits had a hatred distrust of authority and knew how to channel it well.

So, can anyone guess who the recruit is? I'll give you a hint, she has a funny way of keeping track of time. Anyway, have a wonderful day everyone!

Chameleon

Hello everyone! How are you all doing? I'm feeling pretty good, having been a geek and updating my information on what is on the internet. Mostly what I'm missing out on in the gaming world and I found out that as a promotion for the newest Halo game, there was a live-action web-series. It's not completely unrelated to the chameleon (or at least the ability to camouflage which is normally affiliated with the chameleon) because in the fourth episode the Elites turn up (They turn invisible)! Trust me, I was terrified out of my wits, but I was too excited to notice. And then the hero came in, and then there were Jackels, needler guns, Hunters and IT WAS AWESOME!!
*Cough* *Cough*
Alright, I'm done with that now... If you want to check it out yourself, look up 'Halo 4: Forward Unto Dawn'.
So, I have a story about a chameleon. Ready?

Chameleon - Moselle
    Moselle knew how to make like a chameleon and camouflage. Sit in the corner with her head in a book. Although unusual, no-one seemed to notice her, or at least she didn't notice them. Her friend Leon camouflages in plain sight, standing out so much that he blends right in. Moselle doesn't understand how that worked but it did. But then, everyone eventually meets the ultimate chameleon...

"Goodfellow!" Moselle skidded to a halt in the kitchen and surveyed the room. She opened the cupboards and checked inside the pots.
"Goodfellow..." Moselle growled despite it sounding like there was water in her throat. No response.
"I need my book back." In the safety of her home, she didn't feel nervous enough to shutter.
Still no response. Moselle sighed and turned her attention to the pots. She pulled them out and rolled across the floor so that they would crash either into a wall or another pot.
"Come on! I just cleaned those!" A voice bounced around the room which made it impossible to tell where it came from. Frantic knocking at the side door in the kitchen caused Moselle to switch focus.
"Moss! Open up! That thief stole my phone!"
Moselle opened the door and Leon stepped in.
"Hi," he nodded to Moselle and surveyed the room, kicking a pot while he was at it.
"Really?!" The disembodied voice bounced again and Leon turned his attention to Moselle.
"Let me guess, he took your book?" He asked and Moselle nodded. No book meant no camouflage, which meant that people could see her and that makes her a nervous wreak. She picked up the land line phone and passed it to her friend, who picked up on the unspoken idea and punched in his number. A few moments later, a ring-tone started up in the ceiling.
"Crap!" The voice cursed and something was dropped. Leon jumped up onto the bench, moved a panel aside and in one fluid movement, pulled himself halfway through the opening.
"Gotcha!"
Moselle watched the struggle she couldn't see in slight amusement. Something hit the side with a dull thud and Leon grumbled. Little footsteps ran around the ceiling and faded the further away they ran.
"Good news!" Leon called out, "He dropped the book and phone!"
"G-great," Moselle managed to reply.
"Bad news. It's out of my reach."
Moselle sighed, grabbed a short broom and tapped Leon's dangling legs. He attempted to move, but there was another thud.
"More bad news. I'm a little bit stuck."

Moselle was sure that as she sighed bitterly, she could hear the crackling laugh of a certain little Brownie.

And's that it for now everyone! Thanks for reading (if you did) and have a wonderful day!

Beginnings

Hmm... I'm not going to lie, it seems that all my luck as changed into perfect timing but not pulling names out of a hat.

In the beginning... - Hyde
Hyde really didn't know how he ended up camping in 'The Nobodies', but he assumed that if he could pin-point when the trouble began he could work the rest out.

Was the beginning when Hyde had first displayed the ability to use magic? Was it when he lifted his friend, Jekyll, into the air with his mind to restrain the restless and emotional boy? He highly doubted that was the beginning of the trouble, but it was a beginning.

Or maybe when he first went to the school, a day he'd never forget. The line of children, all who showed potential to use magic and the looming door that opened to allow the next in line in. Hyde watched from his spot; kids walked in and came out with a proud look on his or her face with a wooden wand in hand. No wand, and you were never to be recognised as a mage. A girl came out, an angry glare set on her face and her hands empty. People with wands laughed at her, but ended up in a pile when the wind suddenly picked up and threw them all into a wall. That was the way it worked since the beginning, and the girl was next in line to be treated lower because she couldn't wield a wand. Jekyll came out with red eyes and avoiding looking at anyone. Hyde was about to comfort his friend, but a voice called for him beyond the door and he went in. That day was a beginning too.

Maybe the beginning of the trouble was five years later when an unknown power increased in 'The Nobodies'. It was defiantly the last peaceful moment that Hyde could recall. Out camping in a forest, he and his friends woke in the morning to find that the trees had left the forest. They went back to civilisation to discover that the trees were attacking mages that were connected to a wand. Although he knew it was wrong, Hyde was pleased and smug about it, along with a sense of relief that he and Jekyll were safe. Suddenly, those who were looked down upon were needed to protect those who were 'superior'. Hyde would have rather let them sort it out for themselves, but his friends were too morally conscious, so there he was in 'The Nobodies', trying to uncover what disturbed the status-quo. He knew that he might not be able to pin-point the original beginning, but Hyde felt that a new beginning was about to emerge from the land.

The beginning of a clash.

And that's todays story! Did you like it? Still not as good as Seasons-Scarlett in my mind, but better than the first one I wrote (which will never see daylight again). And I know someone is going to point out the names here so... Yes, the names are taken/inspired by Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. No, I have never read the story, I don't like to be scared. Yes, I know what the story is about.
Anyway, have a great day everyone!

Another story?

Hello again everyone. Today I watched my first full James Bond movie, not that it's anything special, my great-uncle was just surprised that I never sat through one before (although I could tell you how Bond likes his martini). Also today I sat in one spot for a very long time after I pulled out the prompts thinking 'How the heck am I going to this?'. To my surprise, better than I originally expected, although not as good as yesterday. Anyway, here's the story.

Sky - Dawn
    Dawn had a strange relationship with the sky. During the day under the blue, sometimes cloudy, sky she was her normal, angry and reckless self. When it was a red-orange in the evenings she was slightly more cautious, but after the last light had faded and the sky turned black, she changed. Withdrawn, headphones in her ears to ignore everything around her. She would stay inside and refuse to look out in the fear that she would see the auras that she felt pulse through the atmosphere. People said she was just over-reacting, but they didn't hear what she did. They didn't know why her headphones were blasting music at full volume. If they could only hear the ominous, repetitive chants that sent chills down Dawn's spine and felt the increase of black magic invading a world were it didn't belong. But they couldn't hear it or feel it, because only a witch could, and despite Dawn having rejected that part of her heritage, she was haunted by the feeling. Under the night sky the witches were most powerful, if Dawn could somehow push them into the daylight she might stand a chance of collecting one witches soul. But they covered their auras in the day, making it impossible to find them.

Dawn sighed as she walked along the street. Another day of achieving nothing. Even so, a part of her brain was screaming at her 'Look up! Something is there! Be wary!'. She passed it off as her brain over-reacting to doing nothing, but the idea still hung around like a pest.
"Hey Dawn," her friend called from a few steps behind.
"What?" Dawn turned her attention away from the ground.
"Don't you think that the sky is a bit more red today?"
Dawn blinked at  the question, then looked up. Now that her friend mentioned it, the sky was more red than usual. A more blood red. The voice screamed at her louder 'Behind! Behind!' but it was ignored. Dawn recognised the colour in the sky from a distant memory, one she'd prefer to not dig up.
"You're just over thinking again," she mumbled to both her friend and herself. A surge of power erupted from behind Dawn and she quickly turned to catch sight of an adult female, with a hat that pointed like cat ears, float to the ground with the grace of one. Dawn swore under her breath as she jumped back and grabbed onto her friend, who transformed into the familiar naginata that Dawn was used to handling. As she gripped onto the weapon for strength, she realised that she should have recognised the red sky for what it was. The woman caught sight of Dawn and an inhuman grin spread across her face.

The red sky was a sign for a disaster.

The red sky was her.

... ... Ok, so... OWEN! If you read this, and make fun of me, I will make next Supanova a huge ordeal for you!! I believe you know what a corset is right? I also believe you know what happened to a certain character from a certain show when it was introduced to him? And if that doesn't work, than I move onto Plan B.
Right, so everyone knows what I'm talking about; do you remember when I said that sometimes when I watch/play/read too much of something my dreams start to take that shape? Right, well after watching too much Soul Eater, Dawn popped up in my dreams. If you have the time, watch the first three episodes of Soul Eater. Go on, you won't regret it at all. Well, maybe if you get hooked and spend a day or two watching it you might regret it...
Anyway! Have a wonderful day everyone!!

Been a while!

 How is everyone going? Not many people come by here, so I haven't posted for a while, but I've been trying to get myself to write a story each day recently. I bought a notebook recently with a lined page and blank page, so I though it would be great to write stories in there and do a little drawing. Anyway, since I have no idea sometimes what to write, I ripped up paper, wrote a hundred names and several prompts (which I keep adding to) and draw the pieces out of individual bags. After a bad start to this process (not very proud of the story), I'm pleased that my second one was significantly better, and I thought I'd post it to show everyone (and prove that I'm still breathing). So, remember this story is mine (no stealing) and please try to enjoy it (but I'm not forcing you).

Seasons - Scarlett
   Scarlett never needed to know what the date was, just how many days had passed. But she was observant and  knew when the seasons changed, even in the unchanging landscape she was in.

The year always starts with Summer for Scarlett. It was marked with the arrival of a parcel that contained a new journal, letters from her parents and sister and an odd piece of gadgetry from her grandmother. She could also tell it was Summer from the intense heat that the sun's rays caused and the lack of male captains standing in it.

Autumn was when the supply helicopter arrived with food and medicine for the winter. It was also when Kibwe would disappear after the last meal of the day and arrive back at false dawn with smuggled bits of dried meat for the cadets to hide and survive on in the unforgiving winter.

Winter was marked when the male captains appeared fatter than normal. Scarlett was sure it was from eating more than their fair share of the rations and not from a thicker coat to deal with the cold. It was also marked by Maya's bleak attitude to everything and the stifled cries of buried memories that haunted Scarlett and Leann in the night.

When Leann started to sort through and organise her belongings, Scarlett knew that Spring had arrived. A new breeze swept through the landscape despite no actual change in it or in the world outside. Even so, Scarlett was slightly happy herself with the arrival of the season because it meant she had survived the long and harsh one before it.

But she never needed to know what the date was, what season or even the year. She just needed to know how many days had passed. She kept track of how many days had passed since she last reminded those who ranked higher than her that she was pissed off irritated at them. Last time she checked, it had been 4 days, but she felt that it was enough time for them to have recovered the sleep they lost.

And replace the wall to their sleeping quarters.

Well, hoped you all enjoyed it. Have a wonderful day!
P.S. I promise to catch up on everyone's blog sometime soon. But then again, I have no sense of time...

Hello! And some art

Hi everyone! I'm sure some of you noticed, but if you haven't I'm telling you anyway, that I have taken back some posts with my stories on them. Long story short, I got some fantastic feedback, and I'm trying my best to fix it. I always have a problem with perspective (which is why I really like drawing manga, 'cause I don't have to worry about that!) and no matter how many times I read through my stories and fix it, some slip through. The end result is that I get really embarrassed and ashamed (since I'm a bit of a perfectionist).

Anyway, last year, a friend did some amazing artwork for me (for those who want to see it Click here) and I have been stuck in a drawing rut for a bit. So I decided to use her character concept and change a few details and add colour.

To tell you the truth, besides stuck in a drawing rut, I really wanted to see if I could draw something other than a human. I am very proud of the girl's eyes and the gem on the beast's chest!

Looks silly doesn't it? Anyway, have a fantastic day everyone!

OVO

Hello everyone!

Let me tell you a little story...

When my birthday was coming up, I kept getting asked if I wanted a party (apparently it's a big deal to turn a certain age), but me being me I didn't want one. So on a trip to the library, I saw a flyer which had the words 'Cirque De Soleil in Brisbane July 14th - August 19th' printed on it. I arrived back home (with a bag full of books), waved the flyer around in my spare hand and proclaimed...

"I want to do this!"

And the rest was history. Honestly, I can't tell anyone how long I've wanted to see a performance by the troupe. Besides, if the world is going to end this year, then I at least want that crossed off my list! So Mum, Dad, Trin, my friends Mitch, Owen, Briarna and I drove down to Brisbane (well, Owen didn't since he was already there) and saw the performance 'OVO'. It was amazing! The acts were fantastic, and I loved the music too! Although at one point I was worried about Mum since anything related to heights she starts to get queasy and I was afraid she might vomit over the woman in front. But she went well. We didn't arrive back home until half past midnight.

From left to right: Me, Briarna, Mitch, Owen and Trin
On the cardboard in the back: The Foreigner, the Ladybug and Master Flipo

And now we arrive to today. Trin was still recovering and Dad was foolish enough to ignore the warning she glu-tacked to her door saying 'Let me sleep' (even though it's a school day). However she won the battle and is at home for the day 'recovering'. As for me, I'll be drawing and writing (maybe playing a game or two) since it seems I have the day off work.

So have a wonderful day everyone and if you ever get the chance to see any Cirque De Soleil performance, take the opportunity! 

Late Black Friday

Hi guys! How's everyone been? It's been a while hasn't it?
Baby's born on Black Friday are lucky for the rest of their life, or so the superstition says. 13 was a bad enough number already. I feel bad for it, it's like the number 4 which I also feel bad for... So last week we got news that friends had a child on the lucky (or unlucky) day, and everyone in our house was thrilled for the new arrival.
By coincidence, the 13th of July is also the day that Patrick Stewart and Harrison Ford are born, but I don't know if they're on a Black Friday or not. I could look it up, but I'm pretty lazy today and I can't be bothered to go fishing for info.

And to show that I have been doing something, here's a picture for everyone!

Ah, the werewolf and the vampire. Or as Mum said, the 'Hubba hubbas'!
...
She did the hands.

I also have a Black Friday comic, but I need to neaten it up before I post it! Anyway, have a wonderful day everyone!

Hello again and sorry (again)

Hehe... Opps... I get caught up in everything around me that I don't have enough time for it all! Is that a bad thing? At least I'm never bored in that sense.
Anyway, sorry that I haven't been on or posted in a while. I plan to catch up with everything (or mostly everything). The faces for days 24-26 are recent creations. Actually, I felt inspired to do something I had never done before. Fan art. So, here they are. Done in my little sketch book and then inked, but I left the original lines in because I wanted to see how I did them in the first place. Anyway, the thing that I felt very inspired by was Final Fantasy XII, which I have gotten back into playing since I vacuumed out the Playstation 2.
Hmm... Speaking of inspiration... I've been having a lot of Beyblade dreams recently... I might need to watch a few episodes. Anyway! On with the faces!

Day 24

Normal hume. I still need to work on the feet... I liked her outfit, although I kept changing it while I was drawing.

Face close up, since this is 29 faces.

Day 25

A Viera. As you can see, she is lacking shoes and toes. And a hand but let's not get into that! She was difficult to draw because I wanted her to look more mature. She also ended up being a lot taller than I thought so her ears are cut off.

Day 26

And one of my favourite pictures, mostly because it isn't mostly human and it's so CUTE! Look at that face! *Ahem* Sorry about that. Anyway, this little guy is a Moogle. 

Day 24-26: Completed. I'm sorry I'm so behind, keep an eye out though. I hope to pump through them! And I also promise that I'll do a vampire. Actually, Mum said something about Vampires and MagicCrowLove, and made me promise to do one. So I will! Anyway, have a wonderful day everyone!

Oh, a little bonus (or hinderance. Whatever you feel fits), this is what they look like in my book.

Space for another character too!

Day 16: Caught up now!

Ok! The last post for today, and I'll be up to date!
Right, so on Mother's day, I had a really wonderful dream. Lots of action, lots of adventure, several alternate realities and an infinite amount of mystery!! I'm telling you, it was AMAZING!! Of course, it has now been added to the list of stories I'll work on. Anyway, back on track... Today's face was the character that I briefly shadowed to get a better understanding of the story. So, here she is!

Her working name is Ice-cream girl, since I forgot to ask what it was...

Day 16: Mission completed! I really need to learn another language so my brain doesn't feel... Dull. Anyway, have a nice day everyone!

Day 10-13: A Beast, and Calmness?

Ok, I'm sorry it's late, and also...
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all mothers, grandmothers and great-grandmothers! We took Mum on a picnic, but if you want to know the details, you'll probably see them on Mum's blog. I'll tell you, there was a lot of screaming, and we weren't even at the place yet!!

Day 10:

He's a sketch in my notebook. I was attempting to mix beasts and human parts together. For a first attempt, I though it was pretty good. You should see his feet/shoes.

Day 11-13:

From the front to back: Meet Torrie, Asher and Yuuta. They come from a chaotic story, so this is a picture from before the madness begins.

Days 10-13: Completed, and sorry they're so late! Have a wonderful day everyone!

Day 9: A Quick Pic and Post

Hello everyone! Just a quick post, because Mum wants me to turn the computer off! So, here is the person she pulled out of the hat. His name is Cajun, and he's got stripes in his hair... But I forgot to put them in, so I'll have to do that tomorrow.

If you want to know what he is pointing at, it's is breakfast. Burnt toast that has been cruelly tortured. In other words, Cinnamon (February 29 faces) cooked it. 

Day 9: Complete, now have a wonderful day everyone!!

Day 5, Heroes and a guilt trip

Mum was doing that Heroes thing on The Butterfly Effect, and she's been bugging me to enter it for a while now, but I didn't feel any inspiration. Mum suggested that I draw Naruto (and she kept suggesting it too. Every 10 minutes. I don't think she realised I liked other characters and other shows too), but there is an issue there as I don't draw fan art (I have no talent for it). The second issue that emerged was among the charcters and my own characters too: I don't really classify any of them as a 'hero' of any sort, not even if they do save a world or twelve, or wear the spandex costume, or anything related to heroes. All I see are people/aliens (I'm not discriminating) who make a decision and be moral, whichever way their morality goes. Yes, that applies to Villains as well. Anyway, Mum guilted me into doing it in the end, so here my face for the day and for her thingy too.

Hotaru returns again! I actually just started drawing a pose and then she popped up as the person to fit it.

The Questions...

1. What Super Power would you posses?

I would posses the ability to create and breath life into the worlds in my head and travel to them whenever I feel like it. Apparently that wish scared many of my former classmates 

2. What's your costume of choice?

Runners, long pants and a sleeved shirt with a jacket incase I'm somewhere cold and a bag for neat things that I like (the bag will need to be enchanted to house a lot of stuff then...). Probably with the colours green, blue and black. I'd melt into the background dressed like that!

3. Do you have/want a sidekick? 

Na, not really. I'd want my friends and family, but I wouldn't treat them (or address them) as a sidekick. Genre Savvyness because sidekicks are doomed and I really don't want that to happen

4. What's your weakness?

... Moody, stubborn, scared of Weeping Angels, Darleks, Cypermen and the things that might be in the dark (but not the dark itself)

5. You a lover or a loner?

Loner really.

6. Do you have a secret identity/ordinary life to juggle?

Ordinary life is fine, it's the travelling to the worlds I create that will cause the trouble ~ I'll get recognised there easily, so I'll need a disguise (maybe I should add a wig to the costume)

7. Being a hero can make you enemies - who's/what's yours?

Bullies, but I'll just throw them into one of my worlds and see how they cope.

8. What's your motto or catchphrase?

'Anyway' is common from me and 'No prop'. But when I pop into one of the worlds, I might say something like "Yo guys! How are you all today? Now you know the drill, tell me what's going on or I'll make something happen."

...

I'm not that mean. Maybe...

Day 5: Finito! Voila is next I promise. Have a nice day everyone!

Day 2!

Hello again! Time for the second face for the 29 faces challenge! You probably won't believe me, but in February, the first name Dad drew out was Phoenix, the first name he drew out for May was Isabelle - Phoenix's older twin sister. I just found it really funny. She was also done using pencils and coloured pens (for the hair and ribbon)

Unlike her sister, Isabelle does not go well in a fight, since she did not grow up on the seas. She is quick though and has excellent memory.

Day 2: Done! Thanks for coming by and have a nice day everyone.

An old English story...

While in grade 11, we started to look at poetry for some reason. I'm pretty sure I've said this before, but I've never really been interested in poetry. Mostly because I could never understand it. Where was I? Oh right. So we were doing poetry, and the English teachers thought it would be great if they could somehow test that we could interpret poems. Thus we were giving a writing assignment.
We needed to pick a poem from our book, and write a short story on it. The hardest thing was finding a poem in the first place for many people. Lucky for me, I write lots of stories and always have three at the ready for a moments notice. So all I had to do, was find a poem that matched the story (in my view). Now I love mythology, so it's no surprise that many of my stories take on qualities from those stories. So flicking through the book, my eyes land on a familiar name. No, not a poet/author, but a character. Andromeda from Greek mythology to be exact. Reading trough the poem a few times, every time going "This is perfect! I can use this!" until I decided enough of the reading and more editing.
Now, my teacher was the English teacher that doesn't like me (so I don't like her), so anything that I write will automatically get graded lower. To prevent this, I showed my story to another teacher. The head of Senior English in fact. Everyone loves this teacher, her enthusiasm about the subject infects others and she's chatty outside the subject too. Anyway, this teacher once said to show her my work because she loved reading them. And I showed her the poetry/short story assignment. The next day I get it back in the morning - It had a smiley face at the bottom of the page and ticks on every paragraph (It was the final version of the story so all editing had been done).
The next term, the teacher I don't like handed me the assignment back. The page had the teacher's remark on how childish it was and some other criticism, but had an 'A' on it. I think I only got that 'A' because I showed it to the other teacher.
Thus my habit for paying out poetry started, but that's not what this post is about (although I have rambled on for long enough... Sorry)

Anyway, the monster in this story I found in a monster book (which was constantly borrowed out under my name), so the info for it I got out of the book.
Here's the poem:

Andromeda

She was the first pin-up.
Naked and bejewelled,
she was chained to a rock,
then thrown by heavy-breathing
winds into wild postures:
at each new angle, lightning
popped like a photographer’s flash.
The gold circling her neck
matched her hair, the emeralds
her eyes, the rubies her nipples,
and the amethysts those bruises
covering her skin, once pearl-white
as for all princesses.
In lulls of wind, she pulled
against iron, stood almost straight.
The sky was a mouth swallowing her,
the sun a glimmering eye;
lolling in the tide, a sea-dragon
slithered and gargled like
some vast collective slob.
From afar, Perseus saw her first
as a creature writhing on a rock;
close up, she was a whirlpool
of rage and terror and shame.
The dragon he changed to stone
with hardly a thought. But
his strength almost failed him
in breaking those chains.
Looking away from her nakedness,
he smooths her ankles, wrists.
She waits for the moment
when he will meet her eyes.

Note that the teachers said how we interpret the poems, that means what we individually feel about it... Right? So anyway, enjoy the story (and I'm sorry for the ramble above)

The two poked their heads out from behind the pillar and wall that they were hiding behind. The creature gave a stifled yawn and turned its attention to the treasure behind it at the back of the room. Leon slipped over to Moselle as some of the treasure was sent flying around the room, hitting the walls and leaving dents behind.

“Right, what’s this one then?” He asked and peered over Moselle’s shoulder as she flipped through her book. All her nervous energy evaporated as she scanned through the book and matched an old, carefully hand-drawn picture to the creature in front of them.

“A ‘Vouivre’,” she said and continued to read the passage that accompanied the image, “All are females and can only see by the gem that sits between their blind eyes. They guard large amounts of treasure and lurk in ruined castles, monasteries or mountain caves.”

Leon nodded and peeked at the creature again, “Anything else?”

“They only attack people that wear clothes, so the best defence and offence is to be naked, then she’ll make a run for it,” Moselle concluded and shut the book firmly and wrapped the cords securely around it. Then she realised what she said and a very visible shade of red crossed her cheeks and Leon’s well.

“N-naked?” He asked uncertain and somewhat nervous.

“T-that’s what… I-it said…” Moselle mumbled and curled up into a tighter ball than before, as she hugged the book closer to her chest and hid her brightly flushed face in her knees. The two stayed silent as the clanging of thrown treasure continued in the next room.

“I t-think you should d-do it,” Moselle stammered out and choked on her words as Leon gave her a dirty look back, she realised what she had said and her eyes widened as she tried to explain, but her voice decided to take a break from working.

“W-why?!” He partly demanded, and shot up from his squatting position, taking care to not appear from out of the wall. Moselle shivered slightly and tried to keep her nerves in check as she gripped onto the book harder for the confidence it gave her.

“Well… For one reason… You’re a boy, Vouivre are girls, and I think a naked boy would freak anyone out…” She reasoned. Leon calmed back down, but remained standing.

“I think a naked girl would freak out anyone has well,” he reasoned back, turned red again and sat back down, “There has to be a better way then to strip off…”
He pondered for a moment and his eyes became hazy and unfocused as he tried to think of something, and smiled as his eyes lit up. He turned to Moselle.

“Hey, listen, keep watch here, ok? I’ll be back in a sec,” he said before he slipped off around the corner at a startling speed. Moselle calmed down as Leon left and uncurled herself, her recognisable blush instantly dieing down. She breathed out and gazed around the wall to the Vouivre, who had decided to sit up on the very top of the tower of numerous different treasures. 

A little while later, the sound of footsteps got Moselle out of her trance of sketching the creature and she turned and looked up to face Leon, in what appeared to be nothing. Her face instantly flared back up into the colour red from before and she quickly pulled up the book to block her vision.

“I-I-I-” she tried to form a sentence, but she kept forgetting what she was meant to say, since the situation had just transferred to her brain, and there were many responses that bounced back.

“I-I-I d-didn’t me-mean for y-y-you t-to…” Moselle tried to convey her embarrassment across to Leon. She felt him kneel in front to her and try to pry the book away from her. After a slight struggle, he succeeded in doing that; only to have Moselle clamp her hands across her eyes.

“Haha, come on Moss, it’s not what it looks like,” he laughed and rubbed his arm against her skin. ‘It’s covered in fabric…’ Moselle realised and reluctantly opened a small gap in her hands so she could get a better look. Sure enough, Leon was wearing a skin colour fabric tightly around his body. The shadows fitted the correct areas and whatever body muscle Leon had showed through the fabric. ­Moselle didn’t dare to look lower until one thing was cleared up.

“You are wearing u-undies, r-right?”

“Ah, the big question in life… Is the boy in the nude suit wearing undies, and to answer your question, yes I am wearing undies.”

Moselle lowered her hands and gave a small annoyed sigh while crossing her arms.

“Tell me next time you do a stupid stunt like this!”

“Alright, alright, calm down, I promise I’ll try,” Leon attempted to calm her down, but she flared up again and made a face between a pout and an angry look. Leon gave up and gazed to the creature behind Moselle. He stood up and motioned Moselle to stay hidden. As he moved forward, she quickly grabbed his hand, forcing Leon to look down at her as she mouthed ‘She has a ruby in her forehead’ and let go of his hand.

He smiled and nodded, “Maybe she’s short-sighted.” 

Leon made his way to the entrance of the room and picked up a piece of treasure next to him. He threw it into the air, caught it, looked at in all its wonder and splendour, and then hurtled it at the head of the creature with a grunt. It hit right in between the eyes, but missed the red gemstone etched in its forehead. The Vouirve gave a startled cry and reared its head at him. Its eyes took a moment to adjust to Leon and upon realising what he looked like, yelped in surprise and moved hastily over to the window, which it slithered out of. Leon ran over to the window and looked down below to see nothing but the bottom of the tall mountain they had climbed up to get to the monastery. He sighed and hauled himself away from the window to face Moselle.

“Nude suit works then,” he stated and Moselle nodded as she wrote down on a piece of paper and slid it into the page.

“And appears to need glasses,” she added on sarcastically and smiled confidently at Leon. He rubbed the back of his neck and grinned sheepishly.

“Hey, um… Moss, mind doing me a favour?” He laughed nervously.

“What?” Moselle asked politely.

“Um… There is a lot of sweat in here, can you get my clothes from around the corner?” He pointed back to where they originally were. Moselle turned her head around to see and faced back to him. She left without a word and when she was around the corner, Leon quickly unzipped the suit and pulled it down to about his waist. He waved his wands in a fanning motion to cool himself down and turned to face out the window. He forgot where he was until a startled yelp came from behind him. He turned around to see Moselle hiding her face in his clothes and he slightly blushed.

“I’m going to need those,” he commented and walked over to her. When he halted a metre in front, she gave a low bow and brought out the clothes from underneath. Leon had just grabbed onto the clothes when Moselle withdrew her hands and ran away back around the corner, tripping several times while she was at it.

“Thank-you!” He called out; sure that she was probably hiding in the book again. He sighed and focused on getting out of the suit, while keeping an eye out for the Vouirve, or else he might actually be nude if it decided to come back up. 

That's it! What do you all think of it? Thanks for reading, and have a nice day everyone!

Opps... And Hi

Hiya everyone!
You know what I've been delaying? The 29th face... And I know it isn't that much of an excuse, but I've just been busy. On the plus side, now that it's holidays and that I won't have much work, I'll be doing more drawing and writing (hopefully).
Anyway... How is everyone? Happy Easter (or its equivalent)! Hope you're all going really well.
Ok then, have a nice day!

Day 27: Almost at the end...

Hello! I haven't been on lately, and now I feel really bad. I've been meaning to go around and catch up on other people's blogs... But I just haven't had the time too. So I apologise for that, eventually, I will get around to visiting everyone who commented, and the close-to-60-something participates in the 29 faces challenge.
Anyway... Mum pulled the name out of the hat, so here is Saffron! She comes from the same world as Pari-Pari and Cinnamon.

She looks a bit more like a cat doesn't she? Sorta figures, she is the lead researcher in the story she's involved in. So Saffy's naturally curious, not so much about robots, but everything else.

Day 27: Completed! I'm a little behind, but give me time! Anyway, have a nice day everyone!

Day 26!

Ok, so here's the last face of the picture! And no, sorry, no blue air this time! But it does start with 'B'.

His name is Hayaki, and he always seems to have this annoyed look on his face when anyone talks to him.

So now that that's done... I'm going to need another face to draw... OH! Want to see the full picture?

Since they all act more like a family, it seemed fitting to draw them in casual clothes. Probably helps when the two on the right are actually related.

Pastels were annoying to work with on the cardboard. Next time I use them it'll be on plain paper or something. Anyway, Day 26: Finito! Have a wonderful day everyone!

Day 25: Up to date.

The next face of the team belongs to Hotaru.

Hmm.. Another blondie. Anyone want to take a guess as to the next persons hair colour?

Day 25: Done, now there's only one face left of this picture... I'll probably wait 'til midnight our time to post it. What? It's the weekend, I can stay up late and sleep-in for those two days! Anyway, have a nice day everyone!

Day 24: Next on the list...

Meet the leader of Squad Chika. Anyone want to guess her name?

How old does she look in this picture? I tried to make her look older, but she always seems to have a young face. I'm sure it from spending so much time soaking in springs...

Day 24: Completed. You know, I really liked this challenge. It's hard to believe that it's almost over...

Day 23: Part of a team

Ok, so I drew out a name, 'Squad Chika'. So, the next four faces are part of a full picture! So each part was coloured by a mixture of pastels and pencils (because I couldn't get the right skin colour I wanted with the pastels)

This guy's name in Minoru. The zipper can be detached and used as a shuriken (explaining it's shape)

Day 23: Completed! Think you can stick around for the next few faces?

Day 21!

Righto! Let's do this! Here's Moselle, the 'lead character' from the story Leon is in.

She is fiercly protective of that book. Actually, she's like that with any book. Try to take it off her and she will keep it in her grasp. And even when it's not in her grasp it has to be next to her or in her sight.

Day 21: Done. That means I'm up to date now! Hm... I just realised Lent is coming up... Wonder what I should give up... Anime and manga is out of the question, so maybe chocolate (Yeah, I know it's not original, but I can live without chocolate for a little while. And there is a manga coming out in March that I've been eyeing, so I must have it when it is released!)

Oh right, have a wonderful day everyone!

Day 20: Only 9 to go!

Trin pulled out this person. He's name is Leon, and I've actually written him up on this blog. Click here to check out his introduction in the story he's involved with.

Doesn't he look fascinating? Want to know what the stripes are about? Well I'm not telling~! It's a secret, for now anyway. When I sort out the story, I might post it bit by bit on here (maybe)

Day 20: Completed. Now I only need one to catch-up for the missing days!

Day 18: A face and a tale

Let me tell you what happened yesterday. Dad's aunt was coming up to Queensland for a visit, and so we picked her up from the Brisbane airport. We spent the day on South Bank, which has the art galleries (modern and traditional), the museum and performing arts theatre. Well, me and Trin were thrilled that we could wander around by ourselves, and thus we spent a huge majority of the time at the museum. We also met-up with Owen there. Ok, so here are the dot points of what happened (in no order)

• I scared Trin in a nature exhibit. "Look a little closer Trin, it's just a fake Strangle Fig Tree" and while I was saying that, I wrapped my hands lightly around her neck. As a result she screamed and jumped, scaring not only the little kids, but the adults too.
• Next where the dinosaurs, which Trin insisted on getting her photo next to no matter what. There are picture of her kissing the Triceratops (Me and Owen told her to wash her mouth)
• Having wandered and seen everything in the free part, we then paid to see all the science stuff (which is total cool by the way!) Me and Owen had a game of 3-D Connect-Four (which I won!) We laughed as Trin got dizzy from an optical illusion. We also spun ourselves to an extreme level (as extreme as we could) and tried to walk in a straight line (Trin ran into an exhibit, Owen almost went into the floor and I walked in a straight line. The funny thing was I had my eye open the whole time I was getting spun, so I wonder if that affected my ability...)
• Then we went to another part which had a fake dead body. We spent an hour or two in there, before I was unwillingly dragged out by Trin and Owen. Me and Trin decided to do a impromptu scene inspired by a TV show, 'Psych' (our video as seen below. It was just for laughs and Owen had no idea what he got himself into for a few seconds)

And that was just the museum! So overall, the whole day was a blast!

Opps, I got a little excited again! Anyway, the face for day 18 is the twin brother of Lady Kimiko, and his name is Takumi.

Doesn't he look smart? Does he look like an adult? When I told Mum that he was an artist, she said "No wonder he is good looking"

Hmm.... I just realised I have two sets of blue haired twins, but at least the two ninja have a more ice blue colour!
Day 18: Completed! I'm catching up! Slowly... Ok, have a nice day then everyone!

Day 17: A little bit late (again)

Busy busy busy! But no excuses! Anyway, the 17th was Dad's birthday, so he drew the name out of the hat! He actually drew out two names, and thus saved the issue for the next days face. Anyway, he drew out Lady Kimiko, the leader of the village that Kiyo, Naoko and Sasumu belong to. So here is the 17th face!

I wonder... How old does she look to you?? I try very hard to draw adult-aged characters, but I'm never sure how they really look...

Day 17: Done! Onto the next (late) one!

Day 15!

Here's the picture for Day 15! It's the character that Dad drew out. Her name is Cinnamon and she comes from the same story as Pari-Pari.

Does she look a bit like a boy? Maybe her hair should be a bit longer... Or is there something else I can do??

Anyway, Day 15: Completed!! Just a simple post for today. Ok then, have a wonderful day everyone!

Day 13 of 29 faces challenge

Alrighty! Once this guy is up, then I'll be up-to-date! Ok, Mum pulled the name out of the hat, and she selected Pari-Pari (like the seasoning you put on food). He is actually from a Science Fiction story I was writing. dad said he looked very mysterious in this picture, but then I showed him another one and he said "Not so mysterious now".

Don't worry about the look he is giving you. He gives that look to everybody that comes too close when he is eating.

Day 13: Done! Thanks for dropping by everyone! Have a wonderful day!

Day 12

Ninja!! Thats what the past three faces are. Haha, I love ninja, the ones that you can see and the ones you can't. As I'm writing this, I'm re-watching the newest movie (well, my favourite parts anyway)! Anyway, the characters (and others) have their own little (did I say little? It's pretty big) world that they live in, and I use them to practice writing and drawing fights. Anyway, we had a family friend over and she pulled out the name Dusk. So here he is.

Another sketch, I hope the picture is good enough for you all to see him and the weapon.

Day 12: Completed. I'm a little bit behind, but I'll catch up... Eventually. Anyway, have a nice day everyone!

Day 11 (Or Day 9 part... You get the idea)

Last face (for now anyway). Let's introduce you to the final member, Sasumu. Here's the hint

He trains birds and is the first to know about many things outside his home/town.

Seems like he is the one Kiyo is peeved at. Yes, that's a scar over his right eye.

MagicLoveCrow, you should know this guy!
Anyway... Days 9-11: Done. Want to see the idea I had?

That's them! Each face was just one part of the whole image! Was it a neat idea?

Mission accomplished!! Can anyone guess what they are?? Here, I'll expand the hints:

Kiyo gets into a lot of fights with enemies, he has a scar on his stomach from when he was tortured and trains all animals in tracking and fighting. He has a wolf as a partner. 

Naoko specialises in tracking down people and can see chakra from a great distance. 

Sasumu trains birds and is the first to know about many things outside his village because his family are the people that look after the messenger birds and aviary.

If you guys watch a particular anime, then you should be able to guess correctly (what they are wearing should give a hint). But I should say... You remember when I said when I do a lot of something, or not enough, that my dreams start to fill my head with that? Well, that idea applies for these guys too (and anyone in their world/story).

Anyway, I'll leave you guys for now. Three posts in one day is enough for me. I'll reveal what they are tomorrow. Ok, have a nice day everyone!

Day 10! (Or Day 9 Part 2)

Second post! Here is the next face, Naoko. Here is a hint of what she is;

She (and her team) specialise in tracking and she can see something that her friends can't.

Isn't she sweet? Mum likes her the best.

One more face to go~! Hope you are all sticking around for the 'big' reveal!

Day 9: A little bit late.

Sorry it's late, but my sister still hasn't given me the photos that I wanted, and so I had to improvive. This included drawing a name out of a hat, but do you think I drew out one name? Well, I did, but it had 'Squad Daichi' on it, so that meant three faces. And I thought to myself 'Awesome, now how am I going to do this?'. There are going to be three posts today, to make up for the days missed and to show just what I did. So here is the first (sorry, ninth) day, Kiyo.

He looks a little bit peeved doesn't he? Wonder who at...

Want to play a guessing game? Everyone is allowed to play (expect Mum who might remember these characters).

Kiyo gets into a lot of fights, as a scar on his stomach and trains all types of animals (except birds).

Ok, talk to you in the next post!

Day 7: Partners

Hi everyone! How are you all going?
Ok, so the name I drew out of the hat was 'Eva', but when I was drawing her, I decided to add in her little partner, Squirt. Now, a little explanation... Sometimes, when I watch/read/play a lot of something, or don't watch/read/play enough, then my dreams start remind me that I might have a small problem. Anyway... These characters appeared after I was given the latest Pokemon game; Pokemon White, and spending pretty much a whole day on it too, my dream to keep up my little daydreams.
Moving on... Here are the faces for Day 7!

I'll put in a better picture tomorrow, but this will do for now. Are they cute?

Day 7: Done! Tomorrow I'm going to try something a little (sorry, a lot) different. Ok, have a wonderful day everyone!

Day 6: Green with... Drowsiness?

Ok, so the name that Owen drew out of the hat was 'Vangelis', a character that, besides a brown and white vest and his ultra cool goggles, is pretty much decked out in green! I love this guy! Total gamer, green hair, yellow eyes, gives his advice by saying "As a third party to this whole thing..." and... Whoa, sorry. Got a little over excited there. You're all here for the face, not the character! Anyway, here the face for Day 6!

His hair is normally more gravity defying... But I assume that's because he is just waking up from a nap that his hair is naturally going to be 'dull' until he is fully awake. And yes; he is drooling.

Day 6: Mission FINALLY Accomplished!!! Ok, thanks for dropping by everyone! Hope you all have a great day!

Day 4 and...

Ok, to start off, thank-you all for the complements on my artwork, and I hope that I can work my way around to each of yours and do the same thing.
Anyway, today is Day 4 of the 29 faces challenge. Yesterday afternoon, I skipped up to Dad with a hat and asked him to draw out a name. The name was Phoenix, and I laughed that he picked out that name. She's from an old story (discontinued) and it was the first story Dad ever complemented me for. For the picture I used both pens (markers) and pencils!

She is a 13 year-old pirate. She also lives up to her name. If she is beaten or knocked down in a fight, she'll spring right back up with more energy.

And as for the '...' in the title, today is also Owen's birthday (a friend of mine. If you want to know what he is like, think Sheldon from the Big Bang theory. Or you can look at the post A Disastrous Physics Lesson or Graduation for a rough idea). Anyway, I found out he reads this blog, so I'm posting his present on here.

She's a character from the game Skyrim. Her name is Lydia. There is some reason as to why she's popular, but I've forgotten (It might be because the player can kill her several times or maybe because she's a NPC that makes the same mistake over and over again).

Like it Owen?? I'm not sure if you wanted another character, but I thought she was a pretty safe bet. I'll give her to you tomorrow!

Day 4: Completed!! My sister, Trinity, has picked the name out of the hat for tomorrow. Ok, that's it for now. Have fun everyone!

29 faces in February: Day 1

When Mum told me she was joining the 29 faces activity, I immediately said that I was joining her. Man, sometimes it's so hard to find the inspiration to draw, so with the activity/challenge to draw a face everyday, why not accept it? So, to kickstart the challenge, I started with the face of a original character. Light. Originally she was crying, but I thought she looked much better smiling and scrapped the first idea.

Light. I wonder who or what she is smiling at...

Day 1: Mission accomplished! Sorry, I meant to say 'Day 1: Done', but I sorta got a little over excited over this picture. Though I think it looks much better when you have it in your hand, but the picture is still good (just different). This picture is going on my door (as soon as I have the free time to laminate it). Anyway, have a nice day everyone!

*Edit. Anyone looking for the other faces will have to look in the February in the side bar. Mum posted a link when I told her it wasn't ready.... But I'm not blaming her (or anything like that)