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January 25th, 2013


06:23 pm


Inca Terns. With top hats and monocles because they already have the freakin' 'stache.

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January 1st, 2013


03:21 am - Happy new year, folkses!
Here's to an awesome 2013. ^^
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December 23rd, 2012


08:56 pm - On the subject of shipping.
I wrote a shipfic once. It was the heart-rending, forbidden love story of a skiff and a frigate in a trans-atlantic relationship. In spite their braving the rocky waves of such a relationship, un-approving crews who just didn't get it and some steamy docking sequences, their romance was not to be. Alas, the fic had a tragic ending when they crashed into each other in kraken-infested water.
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December 18th, 2012


12:09 am - The 18th just rolled in here, so!


I'd like to wish a very happy birthday to one of my best friends on this silly rock, the Legendary Hero of Pizza, Wielder of the Triforce of Pepperoni, Green Olives and Italian Sausage, the one and only Katie! ^^

May this year (and any subsequent year) of your life be full of awesomeness.
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December 14th, 2012


12:33 am - LEVEL UP! (again)
It's that time again!

27 bloody years on this rock already and I'm still no where near figuring out my shape-shifting abilities or a way off the damn planet. Ah well. XD

Yesterday was pretty damn awesome. I woke up in the morning (after crashing around 3-something in the AM) and the 'rents and I headed off Up North to the Tel Dan nature reserve. Did a nice nature walk (it was all green and foresty and rivery and full of those little tree-tunnely kind of paths that my mother calls 'Elf Trails'. XD), following which we headed off and had lunch at an awesome Italian place. We proceeded to head back home from there, taking a stop or two along the way to obtain ingredients for Tiramisu (because I have this thing with Tiramisu and my birthdays, go fig) and black licorice (and a LOT of it. Another thing with me and birthdays XD). Got home, made the Tiramisus in question, and now I'm just about to crash.

Tomorrow, The traditional EPIC STEAK BIRTHDAY LUNCH. And The Hobbit. I don't know how the hell they managed to make THREE movies out of the bleeding Hobbit, but hey. Why not. ^^
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November 10th, 2012


10:00 pm - So I've been playing Oblivion.
I've been on a huge TES kick lately (And it's all HL's fault. XD) and figured I'd give that game another fair try even though the first time I tried playing it it made me either fall asleep or want to punch the NPCs with a chainsaw. Well, the NPCs still look terrible and Skyrim certainly fixed a LOT of the issues the godawful leveling system had, but the game is actually fun.

My three characters from Morrowind, Oblivion and Skyrim have been rather active in my head lately - to the point that Sirocco n'Atreyium (Argonian Spellsword, Nerevarine, Telvanni Archmagister, Still alive and very snarky) and Amelie Lothaire (Breton Summoner, Heroine of Kvatch, Slightly Mental and Made of Adorable) have been, in my headcanon, joining the voyages of Leandros (Khajiit, Dragonborn Cat who Turns Into A Dog In His Spare Time) through Skyrim at various points. Occasionally, short drabbles happen. THIS, for example, happened as I was playing Oblivion and noticed a certain unusual tendency of an NPC that follows me, at the moment, around...

For Massive Damage

The Heroine of Kvatch sighed.

It may have been that the inability to do anything to protect his city from an Daedric invasion left Martin Septim with a protective streak tempered by guilt - a desire to ensure that he will never be powerless to protect someone ever again - but there was such a thing as being over-protective to a the point of being utterly ridiculous.

When the Priest-Who-Was-To-Be-Emperor suddenly stopped and commenced a bombardment of frost spells across a river, the Heroine of Kvatch had to admit that she was concerned. Readying a spell of summoning to be cast to the other bank of the river, the heroine prepared for battle, keeping an eye on the freezing bolts. Whatever their target was, she could not see it at all. Was it a cloaked assassin of the Mythic Dawn? Were they being followed?

Finally the barrage relented. The Heroine of Kvatch turned an inquisitive gaze to the priest - but she did not even have to ask.

"... I saw a mudcrab on the other bank." Martin explained, almost apologetically. "Loathsome creatures."

The Heroine of Kvatch stared at him for a moment in a stunned silence.

"Martin. It's a mudcrab. A perfectly harmless specimen of Carcinus luteus." she said "They're about as threatening as a pebble."

"That is exactly what they want you to think!" he exclaimed "That mudcrab could have been an agent of the Mythic Dawn and you KNOW IT."

The Heroine of Kvatch rested her hand flat across her face. Stress, she decided, did the strangest things to otherwise rational people.

At least, she hoped it was just the stress. The last thing Tamriel needed was another mad emperor.

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October 19th, 2012


03:11 am - Well THIS is hilarious. XD
Back in 2003, I drew this picture of a Cliff Racer for no good reason beyond amusement and frustration at their very existence.

Today, I googled 'Cliff Racer' for the freck of it... and what comes up as one of the top image results?

Yup.

Seems the Eevee Chart has competition. XD

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October 12th, 2012


11:59 pm - And in this episode, Stel takes on Cynthia in White Version.
It went a little something like this.

Cynthia: So are we going to battle or not?
Me: Yeah, sure.
Cynthia: Every time I'm about to get in a battle my KOKORO GOES DOKI DOKI-
Me: It's called cardiac arrhythmia. You should probably have that looked at.
Cynthia: Oh and my pokemon appear to be radiating happiness. THEY FEEL G...O...O...D.... WHAT ARE YOU?
Me: YOU CANNOT GRASP THE TRUE FORM OF-

BATTLE START!

Me: You know what, nevermind. I'm just glad to hear your battle theme. The last guy I fought had one that was severely meh.

ROUND ONE: Melchior (Volcarona M) VS Spiritomb (Ugly Bag of Mostly Spirits)

Spiritomb: Oh Meow?
Melchior: EVERYBODY DANCE NOW.
Spiritomb: S'cuse me, I can't hear you over the sound of my own double team.
Melchior: ... DIE IN A FIRE.
Spiritomb: Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow... Must increase evasion even MORE...

Cynthia: FULL RESTORE!
Me: HAH! YOU TRIGGERED MY TRAP CARD!

Melchior: (Dancing Queen, Young and Sweet, Level 70.)
Spiritomb: Okay, uh, I'm all done healing and stuff?
Melchior: Excuse me, but I do believe I said DIE IN A FIRE!
Spiritomb: O________O Oh /meow/.

Spiritomb has fainted!

ROUND TWO: Excel (Haxorus F) VS Garchomp (Oshi, she's bringing out the big guns.)

Garchomp: HURR DURR DRAGON RUSH! >8U
Excel: Uh... You kind of missed me by a mile there.
Garchomp: ... I knew I should have taken that left turn at-
Excel: MY FACE IS A BATTLE AXE YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID.

Garchomp has fainted!

Excel: That was anticlimatic.

ROUND THREE: Xenesthis (Galvantula F) VS Milotic (Amazonian Rainbow Death Eel, aka Sparkle Sparkle Bishie Fishie.)

Xenesthis: *Compoundeyes Thunder to the face*
Milotic: *Survives with HP in the yellow, shakes off the layer of carbonized ash, sparkles* Well I NEVER. HYDRO PUMP!
Xenesthis: ... Okay, that hurt a bit more than it should have. Ah well, One Energy Ball oughtta do it...
Milotic: *Hangs on by a sliver* HYDRO PUMP AGAIN.
Xenesthis: *still alive* OH NO YOU DIDN'T. KAMEHAME-NERGYBALL!
Milotic: ... meep.

Milotic has fainted!

ROUND FOUR: Excel (Haxorus F) VS Eelektross (Putting the "Lamp" in "Lamprey")

Eelektross: Fear my Null Earth Field! I have no weaknesses! I'M INVINCIBLE!
Excel: ... Mold Breaker. Your Levitate means NOTHING to me. NOTHING!
Eelektross: *noticing fissures on the ground* What the, Earthqua - HEY, I CALL HAX!

Eelektross has fainted!

Excel: *sunglasses* Hax-orus.
The Who: YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

ROUND FIVE: Excel (Haxorus F) VS Lucario (Aura, ah-ah-ah, Roma, Roma Ma, Ga Ga Ooh La La, This Anthro's Wearing Pants.)

Excel: Okay, let's do this shi-
Lucario: DRAGON PULSE HADOUKEN YIP YIP YAP!
Excel: (smoke clears, revealing that she has survived with 10 HP and is extremely not amused) As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted... Earthquake.
Lucario: ... Well, I guess it's time to go to the great furcon in the sky...

Lucario has fainted!

ROUND SIX: Excel (Haxorus F) VS Braviary (It is America and So Can You!)

Cynthia: When was the last time I was pushed into a corner like this?
Me: D/P/Pt called, they want their line back!
Cynthia: BUT IT'S MY ONLY LIIIIIIIIIIIIINE ;-;
Excel: Let's end this quickly, then, shall we-
Braviary: *Shadow claws the last remaining 10 HP*

Excel has fainted!

Me: ... Okay, that did not go quite as planned...

ROUND SEVEN: Aegis (Carracosta M) VS Braviary (WARGLEWARGLEWARGLEWARGLEWARGLE!)

Aegis: ... Uh, Dude. I'm level 65. Are you nuts?! This bird is TEN LEVELS ABOVE ME. o-o
Me: It's a flying type. You're a rock type. This thing is all physical attacks and you have a defense from hell. Plus Cynthia forgot to give it Superpower. Now GET IN THERE AND BURY IT!
Cynthia: ... Should have thought of that...
Braviary: AMERICA, FUCK YEAH! *Brave Birds unceremoniously into Aegis and probably gives itself a slight concussion.*
Aegis: ... What was that? I think something hit me? Oh well. *Rock Slide*
Braviary: *Still reeling from the recoil* Ow... I should have thought this... *sees Rock Slide rolling its way* Through. X_X *Manages to barely survive.*
Cynthia: YOU HAVEN'T WON YET I'M HAVING TOO MUCH FUN
Me: ... you definitely need to get that looked at.
Braviary: MUST RISK LIFE FOR AMERICA. LEEEEEROYYYYYYYYY JENKIIIIIIIIIIIINS! *Brave Birds itself into yet another concussion*
Aegis: ... I'M A ROCK TYPE, YOU STUPID BIRD. ROCK. TYPE. SERIOUSLY. YOU'RE EMBARRASSING YOURSELF. *sighs, and Rock Slides the birdie out of its misery*.

Braviary has fainted!

VICTOLY!

Cynthia: ... Well that was fun. My heart is all over the place. You remind me of some guy who faced a giant dimensional tapeworm. Or was it a girl? I don't even. Changes every other tuesday. You must be Magic or some shit, I dunno. Anyway. I'm here all summer. And in spring. I'd like to see you again. I could wear my swimsuits. I can't decide if I want to wear the white one or the black one. Get it? It's a title drop.

Me: ... Miss Cynthia, are you trying to seduce me?

Cynthia: I'm just dying for company, that's all. All I ever get to talk to is this scary narcoleptic with a gravemind attached to her hair. ;-;

Me: You know, considering the canon age range of the playable characters you encounter, there are some who would consider you a rather questionable character.

Cynthia: At least I don't make them beat up preschoolers for my own personal amusement.

Me and Cynthia: Zing!

Alder: I hate you all. ;-;

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October 11th, 2012


06:49 am - And now for an utterly gorgeous song.


Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning, on an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning, running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.

Like a tunnel that you follow to a tunnel of its own
Down a hollow to a cavern where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving in a half-forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble someone tosses in a stream
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.

Keys that jingle in your pocket, words that jangle in your head
Why did summer go so quickly? Was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand
There's a sound of distant drumming - just the fingers of your hand
Pictures hanging in a hallway and a fragment of a song
Half-remembered names and faces, but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair.

A circle in a spiral, a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning, on an ever-spinning reel
As the images unwind
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.
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September 29th, 2012


08:28 pm - Right then.
So, many thanks to a certain Katsu, I spent the last few days watching Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood.

And it was awesome. MUCH better than I expected it would be as I couldn't get into the manga (though I loved the original series). Definitely worth a watch.

And I think I may have developed a huge thing for the fourth opening theme for no good reason. XD
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September 9th, 2012


08:46 am - Permit me to point out...
That Robin Hobb is freaking awesome. That's all there is to say on the matter.
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July 12th, 2012


01:15 pm - People who ought to be shot:
People who attach a ":3" to comments intended to be hurtful or passive-aggressive. I've dealt with enough of that shit to last me a lifetime.

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June 19th, 2012


09:28 pm - Turquoise bicycle shoe fins actualize radishes greenly.
I hear it's amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hara-kiri Rock. I need scissors. SIXTY ONE!
Current Mood: geekyReticulating Splines.

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May 5th, 2012


05:07 am - And another Tim Minchin lyricspam
This one isn't hilarious, but something about the lyrics touched me.

Not Perfect

This is my Earth and I live in it
It'’s one third dirt and two thirds water
And it rotates and revolves through space, at rather an impressive pace
And never even messes up my hair
And here'’s the really weird thing: The force created by its spin
Is the force that stops the chaos flooding in...

This is my Earth and it'’s fine
It'’s where I spend the vast majority of my time
It'’s not perfect... But it'’s mine.
It'’s not perfect...

This is my house and I live in it
It'’s made of cracks and photographs
We bought it from a guy, who bought it from a guy,
Who bought it from a guy whose granddad left it to him
And the weirdest thing is that this house has locks to keep the baddies out
But they'’re mostly used to lock ourselves in...

This is my house and it’'s fine
It'’s where I spend the vast majority of my time
It’'s not perfect... But it'’s mine.
It’s not perfect... But it's mine.

This is my body and I live in it
It'’s 35 and 6 months old
It’'s changed a lot since it was new, It’'s done stuff it wasn’'t built to do
I often try to fill it up with wine
And the weirdest thing about it is I spend so much time hating it
But it never says a bad word about me.

This is my body and it'’s fine
It’'s where I spend the vast majority of my time
It’'s not perfect... But it'’s mine.
It'’s not perfect...

This is my brain and I live in it
It’'s made of love and bad song lyrics
It'’s tucked away behind my eyes, where all my fucked-up thoughts can hide
'cause God forbid I hurt somebody
And the weirdest thing about a mind is that every answer that you find
Is the basis of a brand new cliché...

This is my brain and it'’s fine
It'’s where I spend the vast majority of my time
It'’s not perfect... But it'’s mine.
It’'s not perfect... But it'’s mine.
It’s not perfect... I'’m not quite sure I'’ve worked out how to work it....
It’'s not perfect...

But it'’s mine.
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April 23rd, 2012


08:10 pm - (Lament of the Three-Toed) Sloth by Tim Minchin
I used to be quite active in high school
Back when my metabolic rate was faster
I was always quite stocky,
but I was pretty good at hockey
I avoided white bread, potatoes and pasta.

I used to be an average mammal
I was no Jesse Owens, but I wasn't John Candy
I was never that attractive,
But I was reasonably active
I sure wasn't synonymous with lazy!

I don't think I'm that apathetic
I'll admit, I'm not particularily ambitious
But the fact that on the ground
I don't break the speed of sound
Is typical of Megalonychidae Choloepus!

Oh God, were you really being fair
When you named the land animals and birds of the air
Did you stop to think, "That's a bit rough
naming that poor little fella a sloth?"

Pigeonholing should be left for pigeons!
And frankly, I'm starting to get sick
Of being labeled by the number of my toes
And the fact that on the ground I'm not that quick

I can't think of any other creatures around
Who are forced to share their names with a sin
There's a pride of lions, sure, but that's a collective noun
They don't have a greed or a lust in the Singapore Zoo
... And Tim Roth isn't spelled with a 'W'.

And just in case I wasn't disadvantaged enough,
You blessed me with only three toes
That are actually too claw-like to grab on to stuff
And this simian face, and this damn ursine nose to top it off
Oh, and then you went and called me a sloth!

Lord, I have always done my best
This cross that I bear has put hair on my chest
And with the three claws that you gave me
I clawed my way up to the top of the tree
But up here I'm tired and lonely as well
I've got few slothy friends and no slothy girl

It's really quite tough
Being a three-toed sloth
In this five-fingered hustle-bustle world.
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April 20th, 2012


01:23 am - PFF of the moment.
Ensign Pants says:

I lolled.
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
... pfff
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
CHOM
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
Not shown: Blaziken face assuming the EVO expression and a minus ten floating about in the air
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
i love the file name too. Roman Girafarig. Makes me picture a Girafarig in a toga with like a laurel wreath
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
FRIENDS.
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
ROMANS.
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
COUNTRYMEN.
StellarWind Elsydeon says:
CHOM!
Ensign Pants says:
EVO WRAAAH expression : D
Ensign Pants says:
XD also. hailing them all with CHOM
= a crowd of girafariis, all their butts facing forward. the buttmouths are all : D
Ensign Pants says:
call to chom arms
Ensign Pants says:
call to tails

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March 26th, 2012


04:36 pm - A Fragment of writing.
"I was wrong about you. I thought you've grown past such childish, manipulative behaviour."
"You were wrong about many things."
"You've grown bolder, noble one. But you still have much to learn. You cross the fine line between confidence and arrogance, and wield your new-found sword as if it were a bludgeon."
"You mock me. That is a grave error. You will not live to regret it."
"You've picked the wrong opponent, noble one. A shame, really... But I will not hold back. En garde!"
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February 12th, 2012


05:26 am


Sometimes, an image speaks for itself.
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February 10th, 2012


03:48 am
«Kera» oh my, cleavage
·StellarWind· ...
·StellarWind· This is how much of a geek I am.
·StellarWind· I read 'cleavage' and I wonder following/before which amino acid.

Too many proteases on me. Yup.

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February 9th, 2012


08:00 pm - Pokémon Black and White: The Maltese Braviary.


Here's lookin' at you, trainer.
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February 3rd, 2012


03:41 pm
It's really not easy to study for exams when your heart is still in pain.

But I do it anyway, since there really is little choice on the matter.

Yay for the thousands of little ways in which the human body can turn on itself and completely EFF! itself over through single point mutations.

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January 23rd, 2012


12:50 am - Gods I hate these fluctuations.
I have no adequate way to describe how I'm feeling right now. But I can say one thing, it's not fun.

I feel... Hollow. Alone, even though I know I'm not - and even that knowledge feels hollow.

But I can't seem to help it.

This happens quite a bit lately. Not all the time - it comes and goes, fluctuates like crazy. I've been feeling this more and more lately, though... Especially at nights. This is quite a terrible timing for me to feel this way, too - with an exam period bearing down on me and assignments to do and whatnot. And yet...

sigh.

Yeah. I don't really know what the purpose of this entry is, really. I guess I'm just venting.

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January 8th, 2012


12:50 pm - No Release
She's changed, she's new now
She moved on somehow
The pain is gone now
But she still needs room to breathe

You've changed, you're silent
For all those years spent
Explaining what it was that you really meant

Now you won't say it aloud,
You'd rather be silent and proud
But deep inside you still lies the beast
If she's the reason you live
You only get what you give
And what you've given is no release.

You've changed, you've grown up
Your wounds have sewn up
Your time has shown up
Yet you still can't find a way

No lies, no secrets
This is your life, now keep it
In time you'll see it

The faces you have put on
Have held you back all along
You're a king, not a pawn, so cease

To be so loyally fake
You only get what you take
And what you've taken is no release.

And one day everyone will smile again
You'll feel like a child again
And look behind us
And think of all the stuff that's going on
The stuff we're growing on

It's an ashen quadrant affair, except you just don't care
Your only aim has been to appease
Lay down your pride and your gun, you're only one
Who's still looking for some release.

And if the rules they can bend
You know you still could be friends
But it doesn't rely on me

This is as far as I go
I only said what I know
And what I know is you need release.
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January 6th, 2012


02:01 am - The end of an era.
I am once again single. I have little to say about it.

I have little to say about anything.

That is all.

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January 1st, 2012


12:16 am - And thus, does 2011 pass on to the lands of shadow.
Happy arrival at a completely arbitrary point along the planet's orbit, folks!

I'm not going to go into dramatic new year's wishes. I'm not going to ramble about new beginnings - because most of the time, new beginnings are entirely up to us and have very little to do with the date unless we make them to be. I also feel that I don't think I need a specific date to hope you're all having a smashing time out there on this planet - and if you aren't - that you will as soon as possible and that all things will turn out as well as they possibly can. ^^

And to those ancient cultures who prophecized the end of the world in this year, I dedicate Dragostea Din Tei. ("Maya he?, Maya who?, Maya huh? Maya HAH HAH.")

As for any new year's resolutions? 1280x1024 on the external monitor, 1200x800 on the laptop's monitor.

That is all. Carry on then!
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