Wednesday, November 20, 2013

A cremeus kakeus

A rarely seen creature seen in its natural habitat

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Subconscious echoes

I've just realized that the title of this post has given me a short story idea. Anyway, I'm writing a short story (maybe 'short' is kind of stretching it… it's not a novel, but it isn't only three pages long either), and there might be a moment when the main character falls into unconsciousness, and listening to the echoes of events that happened during the story (before coming dramatically back to consciousness in the hospital or something). I like those moments inside movies. They're really cool.


"I, Tobias Stine, promise not to tell mom what you did…"
"…why can't you see me be a baseball killer?"
"No, no! My parents!"
"…you're the man of the house now."
"You promised! You brother promised!"
"Shut up!"
"I'm so sorry, Wolf…"
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"What, should I just throw him away? I can't do that! I promised!"
"It's just a scratch, Toby."
"…I think he might be being bullied."
"Whatever you say, Tobias."
"What kind of guardian does that make you?"
"I hate this! They won't leave me alone!"
"Freak!"
"I know it's not just a game, Wolfie. But sometimes, you just need to treat some things as such."
"Sorry, kid. No college, no future."
"You've never lost your parents! You've never had to watch over someone, trying to act like one, with Social Services watching over your shoulder!"
"I'm too much trouble…
"Back. Off."
"Toby!"

I'll just leave you guys with this. And figure it out.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

An improvised movie… (part two)

Alex looks incredulously as Jethro says something stupid.

An improvised running scene, take one…

Improvisation really means improvisation… (Argument scene, take two)

Someone can't contain their laughter any longer. (Argument scene, take four)

Craig is just begging to for the director's wrath… (Tripping scene, take four)
And nearly suffers it…

Alex Queene is boss.

Jackson Quickshot finding the… the… the… Legendary Jewel of Fire!

Zane Ninja dancing his joy in finding the Jewel of Ice.

'The Legendary Staff of Awesomeness!?'

'I CAN HAZ APPLE!'

'I didn't expect that to work…'

'YAY!'

An improvised movie… (part one)

Starring James as Jackson Quickshot…

Brandt and Dove as Zane Ninja and Charlotte Jewel…

Lion and Lené as Jethro Storm and Alexis 'Alex' Queene.

All together, an archaeology team hunting for jewels that look suspiciously like footballs.

James finds the frustrations of acting…
Forgetting one's lines…
And horrible improvisation…

Alexis and her 'worst enemy'.

Charlotte gets volunteered for a dangerous task.

Brandt acting up to his character's last name.

Dove finds joy in frustrating the director.
(And one of the actors is almost injured).
Craig, who is one year the director's junior, also finds joy in frustrating the director.
Dove is a diva…

Journal entry two; 1st November, American time (today)

Hawk just bought an Airachnid transformer with her birthday money… Now enthusiasm and not acting our age shall ensue… Oh wait, that already happened when our Transformers obsession started several months ago… And besides, acting our age went out the window as soon as possible…
Hawk while transforming her: "Put the gun in your hand, lady… I said hold the freaking gun! Gah! There! You're so lazy."

Hawk and and I up to see two bikes just our size sitting outside! Apparently, the next door neighbors allowed Opa (grandfather) to let us borrow them! Lately, Hawk, Lion and I have been sharing my old Optimus Prime bike, so, yeah… I automatically claimed the blue bike and Hawk claimed the purple.

(UPDATE) Our whole family got flu shots… My shoulder is irritating sore…

Journal entry: 1st November, American time (today)

Saw a Chevy Camaro yesterday. It was silver with black racing stripes. I KNEW that they came in more than just yellow and black!

Lion was bought a small Transformers: Prime, Beast Hunters Prowl transformer to replace his small green transformer knock-off truck (he called it Acid the Decepticon) which we found in prices after about a week of it missing. Now Hawk keeps on making random Prowl references (mostly Animated references, which don't exactly qualify, though that continuity Prowl is so badass).

Sometime last week, we were staying at a family's house for awhile. They have four kids (two girls, two boys), Lené, James, Brandt and Kaelyn, aging from eleven down to five.
I made a sort of mistake on the first night by starting a tickling spree on Lydia, Elli (five and three) Kaelyn and Dove. Lion, James and Brandt were already doing a war game of some sort upstairs, and Kaelyn warned them that I was 'the tickle monster'. Lené soon joined the fun. And thus came the permanent nickname.

(Left to right) Lion, Brandt, James, Lené and Dove

Soon, I was laying siege on the boys' room, which is where everyone was taking refuge. I managed to keep the kids occupied all night with this. But when they started defending themselves, I was mainly playing reconnaissance as they tried to 'capture' me. This soon raised the question as to who was chasing who, at least for me.
The next few days consisted of me being asked to play 'Tickle monster'. And the game involved a lot of bruises, at least for me. Brandt was overly enthusiastic with his foam sword. It's very hard to try and convince the kids that I'm not in the mood to play…
After being asked not to play inside by the grown ups, it was Lené and James' bright idea to play outside… With swords (aka sticks). Playing Tickle monster outside, I got the space behind a tree in the back yard, while the kids got the rest of the backyard, the garage and the front yard. The game? Basically, I'm the monster, and the kids are the demigods and I'm supposed to try and invade their territory. It's a battle strategy game pretty much. For the, at least, for me it's more a question on how long I can survive outside my base without getting killed. I get killed if I get 'stabbed' enough times. Or if I get stabbed in the chest, back, or ribcage. We played three or four games through three days at least, me getting killed about eight times per game.
All the kids love me though, and I can at least keep them occupied. On the last game we played, I lasted only ten minutes before falling against my tree at base in an attempt to get away. The result was bruised thighs, a scraped elbow, and my shirt getting covered in wax, which their dad had put on the tree to keep inchworms from climbing up it, which leads me to wonder if my button down shirt has bug guts on it as well. I went back inside and quit wearing my button down shirt, and sat down for a 'twenty minute rest', deadline being set by the kids. Luckily, my mom and the kids' mom managed to save me by saying I needed a vacation. So instead, we made a movie… Which I might talk about later, and post pictures… Directing kids eleven years old and younger is so stressful.