"We need to let her back in, Rick," Lisa stuttered, slyly. She knew Rick hated when she talked about "her."

     "It`s no, simply. If you want to complain, put it up with the complaint managers," Rick said, pointing to a trash bag in the seat next to him. I laughed a little. Nothing like simple humor from these guys. Of course, Marrisa wasn`t here right now. So, she was missing out.

     "Rick..." Lisa whined. She had a little too much liquid Pride tonight, and was going to win a lot of arguments. Especially, since she seemed off tonight. Like, she could through a chair a thousand miles.

     Of course, I have to tell you why we were fighting. The last writing did not include Ally Condie in it, correct? We had disbanded her from the "group", so to speak. So, Lisa was missing a good friend of hers, and wanted Ally back.

     "My answers no. And I count as two people."

     "Okay...wait. Wait a second! You`re trying to trick me, aren`t you?" Lisa held up a questioning finger at Rick. Rick turned towards me, and gave me a look that I think said," Well no duh."

     "Lisa..." I chided. She had to calm down before Rick drove off the road in the 79` Camaro. Lisa impatiently drummed her fingers on her thighs.

     "It`s okay, Ninja. Ally will just have to wait," Lisa said. I smiled, but felt sad for her. "Or, I will quit this group and make my own."

     "Wait-what?" Rick shouted, swerving off the highway. He heard a few other car horns go off, and hissed at himself silently.

     "You heard me, Rick," Lisa spat. Her words dripped with sarcasm, drool running off of her chin. "I will quit, if you don`t let Ally join back in." She sat back in her seat, thumping loudly on her thigh. She tore away from drumming and crossed her arms. She seemed oddly pleased with herself, and smiled because of it.

     "Now let`s talk about this please," Rick pleaded. He pulled back onto the highway in our rental car, the one Marrisa had picked out.

     "We did, and you pointed at the trash bags," she spat. Her words still dripped with sarcasm and drool still running down her face. I smiled at her attempts, this was going to be fun. But, the fun stopped as soon as we found at the hotel we were staying at.

    

     There was way too many fangirls, as far as I could tell. There was fangirls as far as the eye could see, and farther. You could make out shadows of costumes and books. So many books... I wanted to take everyone there.

     "Fangirls!!!!!!!!!" I heard Lisa scream. She was stopped by Rick, as he clamped a hand over her mouth.

     "Shh, they can smell fear," he whispered. He turned into a parking spot and turned off the lights.

     "Are you a madman?" Lisa hissed. "They will tackle us, and then drown us in their pens and markers."

     "Not if I send Percy out first," Rick said, unbuckling his belt. He smiled and tossed me a book of his. "Ninja, remember when I had Percy shadow travel?" I looked down at the book I was now holding. The Last Olympian was now rearranging itself in my head. I nodded, because I remember everything I read. Natural born talent.

     "You did that on purpose, didn`t you? You did it for this reason," I whispered, smiling. The pieces were falling into place at hand. "So you have attacked by fangirls."

     "Yes, and he`s properly himself now. He can come to us if you throw that book out there. I will do the rest," he whispered. I slowly opened the car door into the black night. I looked at the fangirls, and they seemed to follow the movement of my arm. Anxiously waiting to see what I would do. Creepy. I quickly tossed the book into a light of the street lamp on the sidewalk. The girls smiled and waited, jumping up and down in the dewy grass. The gray motel was in front of us, so close, but so faraway. I looked at the fangirls as Percy materialized out of the book.

     "Woah," I breathed. The fangirls hopped up and down in excitement, and I seen some pass out. Percy waved at them, and from then on, it was like watching a tornado. Rick and Lisa ran out of the car, and into the motel, but I stayed. Percy was drowned by a wave he could not control. He raised his arms in protection, but the wave toppled over him. He struggled to stay up, popping above the sea a few time, but then surrendering to the sea`s will. Drowned out by fangirls. Scariest de*ath ever. I continued to watch the horror, as Rick tried to grab my arm. "Percy!!!!!!!!" I shouted, over the screams of the writers. "PERCY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

     "Ninja, c`mon..." Rick growled, carrying me out of the car. I started to cry, as I seen the last of the girls settle. They walked away, and there was nothing left.

 

     "How could you?" Lisa shouted. She was crying hard, in the comfort of Ally`s arms. Yep, Ally was back. With a new friend too.

     "I agree with Lisa, on this matter," James Patterson stated. He was now in the group, as Ally was reinstated.

     "You guys don`t understand," Rick shouted, as he slumped down in his chair. Our motel room was quite small and could hardly hold us all. We had two beds, and two chairs. One small bathroom, and a kitchen. No T.V., no internet, or computer. Just that. The walls were a sickening orange, and the carpet a dark blue. But, the place was well kept and out of sight. So, we couldn`t complain. Except for today.

     "Oh really. You sacrificed one of your characters. That`s not right, Rick," Marrisa hissed, loudly. I rolled my eyes at her.

     "What if it was Percy`s choice? Cinder would`ve done it for you. As Max to James, Alex to Lisa, Cassie to Ally, and Kat to me. Did you think about that?" I yelled. I was sick of fighting. Marrisa raised a finger in argument, but looked to the side curiously and put it down.

     Rick smiled. "See. That`s a good girl, making people see the other side of things."

     "I am NOT a good girl under any circumstances. And you, Mister, can kiss my friendship goodbye if you made Percy do that on purpose," I snapped. I turned my head around to see him, and scowled. I gave my best "I will seriously give you a bad slug if you don`t see what I am pointing out" look. It looked kinda like this     all put together.

     "Ugh......." Lisa coughed. She pulled away from Ally`s shirt, which was now soaked with Lisa`s magical tears.

     "You want a dry one?" Marrisa asked, quietly as she passed Ally. Ally nodded, and Marrisa pressed something into her hand. Ally went into the bathroom and I continued to glare at Rick.

     "Please quit with the accusing. I didn`t do anything wrong, and Ninja is just a hypocrite," Rick shouted.

     "How dareith you. I will pound you with all the heavens, seas, and skies if you dare mock me again!!!" I screamed. Rick jerked back a little, knowing I might actually do it. Then he relaxed.

     "You wouldn`t dare," he said, with a sarcastic smile.

     "Bite me," I snapped, and he frowned. It was about to go down.

     "DON`T," Marrisa screamed. "Can`t we all just be friends? I mean, c`mon. Rick did do something horrible, but haven`t we all. I mean, Ninja made a character that could k*ill us all, I got mad at Rick, Lisa had too much liquid pride, Ally got kicked out, and James...what did James do?"

     "Nothing. As usual, I am the good writer," he whispered. He smiled and we all started to shout at him, each other, ourselves. It was chaos, until Lisa started to sing. She still had tears streaming, but she was the loudest of us all. Soon, we had all stopped arguing and listened to Lisa.

     "Why can`t we be friends, why can`t we be friends? Why can`t we be friends, why can`t we be friends?" she sang, softly. I joined in.

     "I seen you around for a long, long time. Ya," I sang. Marrisa smiled, and sang the next verse.

     "I really remembered you when you drink my wine," she smiled. Ally had come out from the bathroom and joined in too.

     "Why can`t we be friends, why can`t we be friends? Why can`t we be friends, why can`t be friends?" we all sang in unison. We laughed and continued to sing, while James took the next verse.

     "I seen you walkin` down in Chinatown," he giggled. I laughed real hard, and Rick finally gave up and sang.

     "I called you, but you could not look around," Rick sang, and then we all laughed at how we sucked. But, we still continued.

     "Why can`t we be friends, why can`t be friend? Why can`t we be friends, why can`t be friends?" We all sang together. We laughed and rolled around on the floor because we were laughing so hard. 

 

      Then the door to our room burst open, revealing a very torn up Percy, Annabeth, and Nico.

     "Mr.Riordan, sir," Percy said.

     "Yes," Rick whispered. He was overcome with laughter and fell back to the ground. I sat up and was shocked.

     "I hate you very much Mr.Riordan, sir," Percy hissed.

     "Why?" Rick laughed, sadly.

     "Fangirls can smell fear." And then we all burst out laughing.

    

I finally found a good paint program, Paint.net.

A lot of people have told me to use GIMP, [and, I have it on my PC] but I like paint.net because of it's a lot easier to learn than GIMP, and doesn't take hours upon days of studying [on the users part] to get a grasp on how to use it.

and, It's not as stressful on my PC.

I also like the ability to use ether RGB or HEX code when making a color.

Speaking of HEX codes, do any of you have any good ones you wouldn't mind sharing? I'm mainly looking for skin tones at the time, but, any color you would be willing to share be great.      

HARR'S SOME QUIS THINGY I FOUND WHILE BROWSING THRU ALICECAT33'S JOURNALS (www I love Alice-chan though I wish I was on more). –sniffs in- Lezz do dis.

Your boy side

 

[x] You love hoodies.

 

 

[x] You love jeans.

[ ] Dogs are better than cats. But we all know pigs are superior to both of them.

[] It's hilarious when people get hurt.

[x] You've played with/against boys on a team.

[] Shopping is torture.

[] Sad movies suck.

[x] You own an X-Box.

[] Played with Hotwheels cars as a kid.

[] At some point in time you wanted to be a firefighter.

[x] You own a THREE-DS (normal DS and DSi, too poor to own a 3DS x'D)

[x] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers.

[] You watch sports on TV.

[x] Gory movies are cool. (But they scare me c'J

[] You go to your dad for advice.

[] You own like a trillion baseball caps.

[] You like going to football games.

[] You used to/do collect baseball cards.

[] Baggy pants are cool to wear.

[x] It's kinda weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.

[x] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors. (obviously blue * v *)

[] You love to go crazy and not care what people think.

[x] Sports are fun. (yeeeesss but I don't like to try in front of others because I'm too shy)

[] Talk with food in your mouth.

 

 

Yes = 7.5

Sometimes = 0

Depends = 0

 

10/24

 

Your Girl Side

 

[] You wear lip gloss.

[x] You love to shop. (www all depends bro depends, usually when I ACTUALLY have money)

[] You wear eyeliner.

[] You have some of the same shirts in different colors.

[x] You wear the color pink.

[x] Go to your mom for advice.

[x] You consider cheerleading a sport.

[] You hate wearing the color black.

[x] You like hanging out at the mall. (Mikufan wink wink nudge nudge)

[x] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.

[x] You like wearing jewelry. (SOMETIMES)

[] Skirts are a big part of your wardrobe.

[] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.

[] You don't like the movie Star Wars. Though I know a lot of men who don't like Star Wars and a lot of women who do, so I don't see why this is on here. (WHO DOESN'T LIKE STAR WARS XP <- IKR!)

[ ] You are/were in cheerleading, gymnastics or dance.

[] It takes you around 1 hour to shower, get dressed, and put on make-up and accessories

[x] You smile a lot more than you should.

[] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.

[] You care about what you look like.

[] You like wearing dresses when you can.

[x] You like wearing body spray/perfume/cologne. (BUT WHILE RIDING THE STUPID BIKE I NEVER SMELL GOOD)

[x] Used to play with dolls as little kid

[] Like putting make-up on someone else for the joy of it.

[] Like taking pictures of yourself with your cell phone/camera when you're bored.

 

Yes = 17

Sometimes = 0

Depends = 0

11/24

 

Boy Side = 10

Girl Side = 11

 

Well, I don't know what to say //sobu. –hides face- I guess I'm more on the boy side.. BY ONE, OOOOONE. //le sulk

~FlantasticRiceball

I first got into politics when I watched the Canadian Federal Election in 2006, an election which saw the end of one political dynasty, specifically that of the Liberal Party under Jean Chretien and Paul Martin, and the beginning of a new one under the Conservative Party and Stephen Harper. At that time I found the whole practice mesmerizing. The speeches, the signs, the rallies, the debates, all stood as something unique and entertaining. In those seven years since I have watched the Elections of 2008, both in my home country and the U.S., the 2011 Federal Election and the 2012 Presidential Election, not to mention the many events and occurrences in between. During this time I have evolved from a know nothing Conservative to a know something Conservative. Now typically when someone sees the word Conservative, they assume that person to be the stereotype, the gun toting, anti-gay marriage, my way or the highway type of individual. In my case, however, they would be wrong. Conservatism, for me at least, stands for something...unique, for the lack of a better word. I believe in limited government, but I also believe that government has the authority and the responsibility of governing, a fact that has slipped many south of the border. I believe in regulation, but I also believe in the typical Conservative line of cutting waste, spending and mismanagement. I have my own personal stances on social issues, some of which you may agree with, and other you may not, but I do not believe in imposing them on any individual or population simply based on ideology, for that would contradict my stance of limiting the effect of the governments influence in peoples lives. I'm the type of individual who believes in governing according to one's own beliefs and principles, but not in a rigid way so as to limit or obstruct compromise. For any government or political entity to function properly, there must be debate, difference of opinion and compromise, or that government/political entity will fail. If I was asked to compare myself to any politician, I'd probably bring up names such as Robert Stanfield, Joe Clark, Nelson Rockefeller and possibly the better side of John McCain. 

YOOOOO! Anyone going to ComiCon? I might be! FIRST CONVENTION IF I DO! Im gonna be a random derp and dress up as an anime character. I DONT READ COMICS. I read mangas. HETALIA COSPLAAAAY! ANYONE WANNA JOIN IN? Im gonna be Liechtenstein! I would be China but it would rip on me again. COMMENT IF YA WANNA MEET UP! And If you do, tell me who your gonna cosplay as, and where to meet up. Ill update the list as Comicon gets closer. And PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE, SOMEONE COSPLAY AS SWITZERLAND! That'd be so cool!

 

日本語：

ｺﾐｰｸ ｺﾝにいきますか？わたしはいきます. わたしに会いましょう？ﾍﾀﾘｱの　ｺｽﾌﾟﾚです。ｽｲｽ ｺｽﾌﾟﾚ 人 ですか？リヒテンシュタイン コスプレ です。

    "But why do we have to go?" Joshuah cried. "I don't wanna go! W-why can't we stay with mommy and daddy?"
    I gently took Joshuah to the side of the building. "Please stop crying Josh. Mommy and daddy want use to go to California. To start a new life."
    "But why can't they come with us?" Josh pouted. I bit my lip and swallow hard.
    "They can't come because they have to stay here to pay for our flight tickets and house." I give a fake smile. "And don't tell mom I told you, but they said if you are a good boy during the trip, they'd let me buy you any kind of ice cream you wanted."  Josh wiped his eyes.
    "Really? Any kind?" He sniffled.
    "Yes sir! Any kind you like. How 'bout it, kiddo?" I put on my best smile.
    Josh grabs my hand and pulls me along. "Lets go slow poke! The ice cream isn't gonna be there forever!" I can't help myself and laugh.
    "Okay, okay!" Man, that worked like a charm!
    We walked on, but I couldn't help but notice, I was getting some stares, some cruel and others sympathetic from people all around. I tried not to notice, but their stares burned right through me. Fantastic. The people are probably thinking I'm a single mom.Wait... why is this bothering me? I know he's only my brother!
    "The flight to Los Angeles, California is now boarding. The flight to Los Angeles, is now boarding."The man on the intercom blared.
 "Come along Josh, we don't want to miss our flight." I pull Josh close to my side and tug him along. Thank God! We walked towards the boarding area and give the attendant our tickets.
    "Vacationing in Cali?" He asks politely.
    "Oh, no. My brother and I are moving to California, actually." I shift uncomfortably.
    "Oh! Well, my only piece of advise is don't get too burned. But, seriously, You'll love it out there. It's a really beautiful place. Well, I'm holding up the line too long, Enjoy your flight!" He dismisses me.
    "Goodbye, and thank you." we rush to our seats and relax. Well, at least I do, anyway. Josh Is clenching the arm rests and is as pale as a ghost.
    "Josh, It's alright. Everything going to be fine. Just think of it as a ride." I put Joshes hand softly. His hand loosen and the color slowly returned to his face.
    "Good. Now just relax and enjoy the ride." I smile, ruffling his hair. The hours pass by in what feels like minutes when you're staring out a window. When I finally look at Josh, he's fast asleep on my shoulder. I move the hair from his face and give him a goodnight kiss.
    "Goodnight Josh."

Samedia and his younger sister, Krysta, were walking from their home in the Tri Alpha peaks to Uvite Lesa, the Uvite capital.  Krysta, who had never before left her mountain home, was more than excited to see a city.  She happily looked around and gazed in awe until a guard took her and Samedia to an unknown place.  In a back courtyard sort of thing with castle walls(yeah, I know, weird.) They hear a voice while relaxing under a tree.  The voice asks if they are Samedia and Krysta Gale, and after Samedia says yes like a total idiot, a cutlass is thrown right at the pair.  Samedia and Krysta duck and then see the red-haired and red-eyed girl responsible for this.  Samedia pulls out his 2 short swords and this mysterious girl grabs a second cutlass and prepares for battle...

As the two medics and Red Scout walk across the bridge to the Blu Base, Scout walks in front of the two doctors having conversations of medical supplies and How both teams would make them risk their skins. Scout started to understand everything they were talking about but made him really pissed but oddly ashamed of himself, The Medic`s risk their very lives to save their comrades and endure all the shit their team gives them. Right before Scout was about to apologize to the Red Medic, he stopped walking and signaled the Doctors to stop walking. Something or someone was attacking the Blu Base.

So, it is game night for me and my mates... I am currently running my own campaign in the game Pathfinder (made by some of the people who made the classic DnD-- very similar), and I am ery ecited. I made a bunch of my own creatures and weapons... as well as some rule modifications to make the combat more realistic and to really bring out the elements of survival ( I am running a Zombie-apocalypse campaign) I also added a few new rules about crafting. I figure they will be doing a lot of crafting to upkeep weapons, or create makeshift ones out of whatever they can find. Really going for a realistic sense of desperation. Any RPG nerds out there that would want to help me come up with some ideas? Ideas for special zombies? Ideas for makeshift weapons or traps? Ideas for alternate rules? Would be really cool of you. I am also going to start making monsters, NPC's, equipment, and alt rules and posting them for free use if you would all like that