Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
behold MY RESEARCH
So
I took it upon myself to research different dance competitions, mostly to figure out how a certain dance/fight scene in my book was going to go, move wise and human body wise. So after a million videos of bboys and ballet and crunk I figured it out, but not without stumbling upon THIS GEM; ie, black french twins.
SO NOW GUESS WHO HAS TWINS IN HER BOOK WHO ARE BLACK AND DO FREAKY WEIRD TAUNTS
SOMETIMES LIFE MAKES ME SAD/MAD/IN AWE BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN NEVER DESCRIBE A MOTION/VISION/MOMENT ACCURATELY IN WORDS
I took it upon myself to research different dance competitions, mostly to figure out how a certain dance/fight scene in my book was going to go, move wise and human body wise. So after a million videos of bboys and ballet and crunk I figured it out, but not without stumbling upon THIS GEM; ie, black french twins.
SO NOW GUESS WHO HAS TWINS IN HER BOOK WHO ARE BLACK AND DO FREAKY WEIRD TAUNTS
SOMETIMES LIFE MAKES ME SAD/MAD/IN AWE BECAUSE I KNOW I CAN NEVER DESCRIBE A MOTION/VISION/MOMENT ACCURATELY IN WORDS
Monday, November 21, 2011
a bass that cracks your heart/a treble that eats the pieces
I'm sorry but ever since this one saturday night I can't get over dirty dutch-esque house it is invading my soul
and this book
I KNOW, MORE OF THIS BOOK, YOU'RE PROBABLY LIKE
BUT WHATEVER BROS YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME AND MY BULLSHIT
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I pull a bottle of water from my bag and sneak sips when the librarian isn‘t looking. “What about some Gutter expressions? Tell me about those.”
“Like what?”
“Anger. Happiness. What your body would do to react to that.”
“Happiness is a tail wag, I suppose.”
I choke on my water. Shadus watches it drip down my chin with something like disgusted amusement. I wipe at the table with my sleeve.
“Tail?”
“If it’s anger, the spines on our backs would stand up. We might snarl to show our teeth. For humans it’s more in the eyebrows. Those were very hard to learn to control.”
“Sure.”
“The hardest concept to wrap our heads around was kissing. We watched human movies, of course, and practiced with each other, but it still felt awkward. I don’t know why your race thinks it’s so amazing.”
This time I nearly spit my water across the desk. I put the bottle away - water is a dangerous choice for this conversation.
“There are so many things wrong with that. I don’t even know where to start,” I manage. He keeps going, unaware of my discomfort.
“Procreation, we can understand. Those basic mechanics are the same in our species as well. But why the mouth? Is it because so many of your nerve clusters reside in the lips?”
“I guess?”
“So it’s less a show of affection and more a pursuit of physical pleasure.”
“No!” I shake my head. “I mean, it can be both, depending on who - why are we even talking about this? You think it’s so gross, but I bet your Gutter version is way weirder.”
“It involves much less unsanitary saliva, that is for certain.”
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HAVE I SAID BEFORE SHADUS IS BASICALLY ME, IF I WAS A BOY WITH AN UNDERLYING TONE OF WOE AND A HEALTHY DOSE OF CILLIAN MURPHY'S SIGNATURE CREEPY-HOT?
WHICH MAKES THIS ENTIRE BOOK A LESBIAN RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ME AND VICTORIA
VICTORIA IS THE GRUFF-FOULMOUTHED BUT STILL AWKWARDCUTE BOY IF WE'RE REVERSING GENDERS HERE
BRB NURSING THE WORST HANGOVER EVER AT 1:00 AM
EDIT: FIRST DAY OFF TO PLAY SKYRIM SINCE IT CAME OUT EDIT
That's my last skyrim screen dump. The last picture I'm showing yall is the forty people I married and their bodies all piled together in a certain nord ruin trap~
and this book
I KNOW, MORE OF THIS BOOK, YOU'RE PROBABLY LIKE
BUT WHATEVER BROS YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME AND MY BULLSHIT
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I pull a bottle of water from my bag and sneak sips when the librarian isn‘t looking. “What about some Gutter expressions? Tell me about those.”
“Like what?”
“Anger. Happiness. What your body would do to react to that.”
“Happiness is a tail wag, I suppose.”
I choke on my water. Shadus watches it drip down my chin with something like disgusted amusement. I wipe at the table with my sleeve.
“Tail?”
“If it’s anger, the spines on our backs would stand up. We might snarl to show our teeth. For humans it’s more in the eyebrows. Those were very hard to learn to control.”
“Sure.”
“The hardest concept to wrap our heads around was kissing. We watched human movies, of course, and practiced with each other, but it still felt awkward. I don’t know why your race thinks it’s so amazing.”
This time I nearly spit my water across the desk. I put the bottle away - water is a dangerous choice for this conversation.
“There are so many things wrong with that. I don’t even know where to start,” I manage. He keeps going, unaware of my discomfort.
“Procreation, we can understand. Those basic mechanics are the same in our species as well. But why the mouth? Is it because so many of your nerve clusters reside in the lips?”
“I guess?”
“So it’s less a show of affection and more a pursuit of physical pleasure.”
“No!” I shake my head. “I mean, it can be both, depending on who - why are we even talking about this? You think it’s so gross, but I bet your Gutter version is way weirder.”
“It involves much less unsanitary saliva, that is for certain.”
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HAVE I SAID BEFORE SHADUS IS BASICALLY ME, IF I WAS A BOY WITH AN UNDERLYING TONE OF WOE AND A HEALTHY DOSE OF CILLIAN MURPHY'S SIGNATURE CREEPY-HOT?
WHICH MAKES THIS ENTIRE BOOK A LESBIAN RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN ME AND VICTORIA
VICTORIA IS THE GRUFF-FOULMOUTHED BUT STILL AWKWARDCUTE BOY IF WE'RE REVERSING GENDERS HERE
BRB NURSING THE WORST HANGOVER EVER AT 1:00 AM
EDIT: FIRST DAY OFF TO PLAY SKYRIM SINCE IT CAME OUT EDIT
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| SPOILERS FOR THEIVES GUILD DERP DERP |
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| Dragons no longer exist. THEY HAVE BECOME BROGONS TO ME. |
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| EXHIBIT A THIS WHAT HE WAS REALLY SAYING I PROMISE |
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| also I joke about this now in retrospect, but this guy literally made me shit my level 4 self when he slowly came over the ridge of the mountain I was jump scaling glowing with some shadowy shit all over him from the poor rendering I LAUGH NOW BUT I WAS REALLY SCARED TO GO FORWARD |
That's my last skyrim screen dump. The last picture I'm showing yall is the forty people I married and their bodies all piled together in a certain nord ruin trap~
Sunday, November 13, 2011
MY LIFE IS RUINED
I am a High Elf mage specializing in Conjuring daedric demons and alchemy~
The deep and riveting dating sim elements are as follows;
1. Put on special necklace that supposedly screams "I'M AVAILABLE"
2. Do somebody's quest which usually involves fetching troll fat or some shit
3. That somebody proposes marriage
5. Go to the temple of mara
6. get hitched
7. Have a free follower
I'm going to marry FORTY DUDES/LADIES AND GET THEM KILLED WHILE WE EXPLORE NORD RUINS
also, funny story, you go around 'shouting' in dragon language and every word makes you run fast or breathe ice or some cool stuff
So I tra la la across skyrim shouting to make myself sprint faster
AND OH I GUESS I DIDN'T READ THE PART WHERE SHOUTING IS BASICALLY THE DRAGON EQUIVALENT OF SCREAMING/FIGHTING, AS IN IF YOU SHOUT WITHIN 400+ MILES OF THEIR NEST THEY WILL HEAR YOU AND LAND ON YOUR SPINE BREATHING ELECTRICITY.
I SAW THE DRAGON-SHAPED SHADOW ON THE GROUND AND THEN THERE WAS THE GAME OVER SCREEN AND I WAS LOLING FOR HOURS
okay but seriously, back to becoming the crappest author that ever lived
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sometimes I wake up wondering why I keep writing this book because it is DIFFICULT, but then shit like this comes along and I have a private moment of euphoria and I go; OH THAT'S WHY, HERPESMYDERPIES.
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| SO I SPELLED CHARACTER WRONG SO WHAT COME AT ME BRO |
I am a High Elf mage specializing in Conjuring daedric demons and alchemy~
The deep and riveting dating sim elements are as follows;
1. Put on special necklace that supposedly screams "I'M AVAILABLE"
2. Do somebody's quest which usually involves fetching troll fat or some shit
3. That somebody proposes marriage
5. Go to the temple of mara
6. get hitched
7. Have a free follower
I'm going to marry FORTY DUDES/LADIES AND GET THEM KILLED WHILE WE EXPLORE NORD RUINS
also, funny story, you go around 'shouting' in dragon language and every word makes you run fast or breathe ice or some cool stuff
So I tra la la across skyrim shouting to make myself sprint faster
AND OH I GUESS I DIDN'T READ THE PART WHERE SHOUTING IS BASICALLY THE DRAGON EQUIVALENT OF SCREAMING/FIGHTING, AS IN IF YOU SHOUT WITHIN 400+ MILES OF THEIR NEST THEY WILL HEAR YOU AND LAND ON YOUR SPINE BREATHING ELECTRICITY.
I SAW THE DRAGON-SHAPED SHADOW ON THE GROUND AND THEN THERE WAS THE GAME OVER SCREEN AND I WAS LOLING FOR HOURS
okay but seriously, back to becoming the crappest author that ever lived
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sometimes I wake up wondering why I keep writing this book because it is DIFFICULT, but then shit like this comes along and I have a private moment of euphoria and I go; OH THAT'S WHY, HERPESMYDERPIES.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Nolan North talks to Nolan North
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GUYS
THA FUCK
the book has themes and they are this and this and this and oops
SAYONARA NANOWRIMO NO WAY AM I FUCKING FINISHING YALL WHEN THERE ARE DOVAAAAHKINS TO BECOME AND DRAGONS TO SUMMON AND MAGIC TO FUSE AND HERBS TO GATEHR AND FUCK FUCK FUCK SDLFKJDSLKFJDIOSGJDSGH;;;;5
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GUYS
THA FUCK
the book has themes and they are this and this and this and oops
ALSO
SAYONARA NANOWRIMO NO WAY AM I FUCKING FINISHING YALL WHEN THERE ARE DOVAAAAHKINS TO BECOME AND DRAGONS TO SUMMON AND MAGIC TO FUSE AND HERBS TO GATEHR AND FUCK FUCK FUCK SDLFKJDSLKFJDIOSGJDSGH;;;;5
Friday, November 4, 2011
gonna fog tonight
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| THUGLYFE |
I'll be drinking vanilla vodka and writing my face off~
EDIT: I wrote 15k this week and then;
AND NOW I'M BACK TO 8k
WHOOOOOOOOOOOO
next time on this blog
something not boring
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