[Lord Starscream]'s diary
Oh yeah, boss, don’t fart up in San Fran, it’s like a fucking mating call here.”
“Kisame.”
“Yes, Itachi.”
“Shut the fuck up”
OMG! I DIDN"T KNOW THAT! OoO *looks at hands*
Heehee, I took it from [Bastet]'s diary!
KEY:
A: Likes to drink
B: Likes people
C: Is wild and crazy.
D: Has one of the best personalities ever.
E: A damn good kisser
F: People adore you.
G: Never let people tell you what to do.
H: Has very good personality and looks
I: Loves everyone.
J: Lives life for fun.
K: Really silly.
L: Loved by everyone
M: Makes dating fun
N: Dead sexy.
O: Best in bed.
P: Popular with all types of people.
Q: A hypocrite.
R: Fucking crazy
S: Easy to fall in love with
T: Loyal to those you love.
U: Really likes to chill.
V: Not judgmental.
W: Very broad minded.
X: Never let people tell you what to do.
Y: One of the best damn bf/gf anyone could ask for.
Z: Always ready.
J: Lives life for fun.
E: A damn good kisser
S: Easy to fall in love with
S: Easy to fall in love with
I: Loves everyone.
C: Is wild and crazy.
A: Likes to drink
Most of them are true.
*Cracks up at someof them*
Written about Wednesday 2006-11-15
Written: (6585 days ago)
aaaaaalrighty! For the peoples who miss me back home(....basically Savan....) There's been a change of plans! it's been really shitty weather(the fucking kids here got a snowday!! WTF?!) so my dad isn't taking chances. instead of going on a plane, and coming back wensday, we're taking the ferry, and coming back on thursday. So! I'll see you on friday, I hope.
ima possably not be on on sat, sun, mom, tues and wends. I'm going to juneao becasue my sister's getting a catscan on her knees, and I get to go with.
I won't be on much. My moms friend, her husband, and there three kids are staying in our living room. I won't get on in the morning. *sigh* I'm outty right now. I gatta go homework, and it feels sooooooooooooo
The gigs are low (about 1.8something out of 2.00).
SWEET! FEAR MEEEE!
how evil are you?
http://home.at
ALrighty, people! AH you may, or may NOT know, my dad has this "2 gigs a month" thing. So! He called me a few minutes ago, and said that the gigs were low. Since, before, I've made them go without the computer(and it's American internet(inside joke)), I'm not aloud to use it when it gets to 1.70. Well, it must be about that hihg, becasue dad says that I have to do all my american interneting(another inside joke) at moms.
But! There is hope!
My school has wireless. With the labtops they gave us this year(BTW, I've dropped my two times, causing one small dent, and two big dents(Both time sit was in the "protective" backpack!) 600 bucks for it to be sent away and fixed! That's fucking insane! ><), I can get on that wireless american internet. BUt, due to my friend's stupidity(*coughcough*An
But! I can get on Elftown. thankfully. And I can get on deviantart, too! And, thank god, youtube! My names under each are the following.
Elftown- Jack Spicer
Deviantart- angelartmaster
youtube- jackskellingto
Dad's comeing for me around 4. I might steal my bike and come here tomorrow, or osmething, to get on, but, besides that, I can't get on.
ALSO! (I know, everyone wants me to stop rambling. I'm supprised that someone made it reading this far! HERE'S A COOKIE! *hands the person a cookie*) I'm starting a XS comic with Sven and Svon. I started on a preveiw page lastnight, though I'm going to tweek it a bit more, then ink it.
More good news! I have found out my mom's Scanner DOES WORK! OMG!
AND!
it's better then dads! YAY!!! ^__^
Alrighty! I'm done iwth the notes for today...
you guys can stop reading...
you damn creepy stalkers....
"STOP CROSSDRESSING ME, DAMMIT!"
XD OMG, I LOVE IT! CHIYO! XD A Crossdressing Chiro! XD
Written about Friday 2006-10-20
Written: (6611 days ago)
Oh! I love Otto so much! ^__^ He's so cute!
"Why, Svon! That's crazy talk! You can't eat Humans and be called a Veggitarian!" -Sven, talking to his doll, Svon
"Isn't that what evil's all about? A lie here, a little bad there? Suddenly, it's soo easy." -Chase young
Written about Tuesday 2006-10-10
Written: (6621 days ago)
First impressions can be a bitch, especially when it comes to meeting Chase Young. In Jack Skeleton’s opinion, anyway. Maybe it would’ve been different if the 116 year old hadn’t met Uchiha Itachi first, but, unforchenetly, her creator, Jess, was obsession with the show Naruto first.
Chase was…. Oh, why the hell should she know what the hell Chase was! He certainly didn’t scare her. Not many things scared her, since she grew up in Halloween Town, around fear.
Did that mean she couldn’t feel fear? Oh, that’s non-scene! Jess took care of that a long time ago!
She wasn’t careful around Chase. Even after she found out he was the “prince of darkness”, she still didn’t watch her words, or hold her tongue. Why should she? Maybe on normal circumstances, she would be afraid of him, envy him, perhaps.
Oh, yes, she can, and will, easily admit this. The same goes for that he could very easily kill her, being more of a skilled warrior then herself (if you could call her a “warrior” in the first place). But, ah, the wonders of being part skeleton!
Ah, but Jess took care of that problem, too, but Jack wasn’t all too worried about him getting a hold of that type of weapon.
Ah, but this story isn’t about her past, so lets go back to THIS story!
Maybe it was the fact that Chase had long silky black hair that had triggered it. Maybe it was the superior aura around him, or the “I’m so sexy, all haul me” vibes she was getting from him. It could have been the way he was looking at her. Maybe it could have even been the Omi doll he had on his arm.
But Chase reminded her of Itachi. And it was almost scary to think about.
Almost.
Though their goals may not be the same, they had many things in common.
Both have more power then the main character.
Both have cooler power then the main character.
Both have awesome yaoi fandoms over the main character.
And, the first thing Jack had connected to was, they both looked like girls.
Yes, she even told that to Chase.
“You look like a girl.” Was one of the things she first said. Had that infected him much? Perhaps. If he did, it didn’t show, though it got him to smirk.
One of those Itachi smirks that could make fangirls scream and, at the same time, scare the shit out of some of the fellow cast members.
And one thing Jack notice at the end of her visit was one more reason that she had connected him with Itachi.
They both liked little boys.
Written about Saturday 2006-10-07
Written: (6624 days ago)
It was one a half hour past midnight, and Rai still had a hard time trying to open the scroll. He didn’t really need to worry about Omi surprising him; he was usually gone until 5, sometimes 4, to get at least a few hours of rest, as he had found out. Once, he was almost caught, only once. It had been a few weeks after his discovery. Omi had come back early (2 am). When the door opened to the room, Rai was putting the scroll away. Omi’s eyes were barely open, and he was holding back a yawn.
“Raimundo?” he asked sleepily, making the older of the two jumped. He turned quickly, surprised. He had managed to convince the tired monk that he had been dreaming, and tucked him into bed. He didn’t suspect anything after that.
So why was it so hard to open the scroll this time? He’d done it many times before! This should be as easy as all those other times.
But it wasn’t, he knew. That’s why it was so hard.
Because, deep down, he didn’t want to know why. He didn’t want to know why Chase Young.
He wanted to know why not himself? And that, he was sure, would be the hardest thing to take in his entire life.
Because, no matter how much he changed, he knew Omi would only love him as a friend, perhaps a brother.
But never as a lover.
It took him a few more minutes of calming himself down before he opened the scroll, to see Omi’s small, precise cursive handwriting. The date was set for today, but he didn’t want to know what had gone through Omi’s head today. At least, not yet. He unrolled the scroll more; looking for the right date of when Omi was first became evil.
I was not able to write down the last few days, as I was with Chase, and on the Heylin side. I did not plan it, for he kept it a secret from me, surprising me, so I did not have to try to hard to act. He and I both know I do not want to turn to the Heylin side unless I retreat to it. It is sad to think of it that way.
Retreat? Why would Omi retreat to the Heylin side? Did he think he would be hated if they were to find out about the prince?
‘Of course that’s what he’d think.’ Rai thought. ‘Chase is the enemy.’
When I came back from the Yin Yang world, I felt -- There was a bit of space between after the word. Rai had picked up that Omi would put a bit of space between the words without meaning to when he stopped, thinking—strange. I wanted to tell my secrets, the things I’ve been holding back, to my friends, to Master Fung. I wanted to fight, as if that was what I was created for, born for. It is hard (space) to describe. Chase told me that that was my dark side and it was not that dark. I do not remember most of what happened, but I do remember a few things.
I remember warm hands on my back, relaxing me. For a short period of time, I did not want to fight. I wanted to stay where I was, and feel relaxed. In my mind, (space) it was like the only way to feel such pleasure was to fight, fight, fight and win. When the warm hands pulled away, and the owner of them told me we had company, I immediately wanted for the comfort of relax mint to come back. And the only to get it back was to fight.
I remember fighting. Fighting against two familiar persons, which now I know was Clay and Raimundo. I remember seeing Raimundo pinned up against the wall with water. I saw a tear roll down from his eye. What that really a tear? Was it a loose water drop that had hit him next to his eye, and looked like one? My expression changed. Was he crying for me?
Rai remembered that. He hadn’t ment to, at first. It had just slipped out. He didn’t want to fight against Omi. His secret crush. The one he loved. But he had to. He often wondered how Omi could fight against Chase. Was it hard? Fighting against one you loved?
When I remember becoming my old self again, after Kimiko had given back my chi, I didn’t exactly know what had happened. I knew Chase wouldn’t let me go that easily when he changed into his beast from. He caught the fire Dojo had sent to him, and turned it to a memory recall, making me recall when I pledged my alliance. I had to keep my word, as a Xiaolin Monk. He must have planned this for a long time. He turned me into a cat, as he had turned the other warriors into cats as well. I had often wondered how Chase got them. Did they not have friends to cry over the loss of them? What about (space) their family? Where they like me, orphaned? I did not ask Chase. It was not any of my business at any rate.
I hissed at my friends, trying to scare them away. I did work, and I watched them go. I felt rain drops fall on my nose as I watched them leave. It was not raining. Where had I come from? I looked closely. Raimundo was crying.
Indeed, Rai had been crying. He didn’t want to leave. He didn’t want to let Omi stay with Chase. He was desperate to find a way to get Omi back! Even if the consequences were that he, Rai, was to die just to keep Omi away from Chase, then Rai would do that.
Raimundo Pedrosa was most certainly not a stupid kid, in or off the streets. He knew Omi got up every few days when he thought everyone was asleep to see the evil prince, Chase Young. He even checked his fellow dragons’ small cells. Omi never could tell if Rai was ever awake or not.
When he could hear the sound of small taps of Omi’s small shoes disappear, he got up from bed. Only he knew that Omi kept a small diary, as Omi, himself, had told him. Master Fung had called it the “elements bonding”, where they had been put in a room together for a few hours. Omi revealed a lot to Rai, but not everything. You see, this was after Chase Young had come into the picture, after Omi’s relationship to the prince, and after Rai’s chance to tell Omi his feelings toward him.
But that was another story.
Back to this story, when Omi left, Rai got up from his bed and silently walked into Omi’s cell. Not that he had to be. Clay could sleep through a hurricane (Rai should know), and Kimiko always went to bed with music. He moved Omi’s mat aside, and opened the small compartment Omi had found before he, or the others, had came to the temple. He took out the small tightly tied scroll that Omi had hidden, as he had done many times before. He had known it was wrong, but he had to know. This was how he had found out about the relationship in the first place (to find if Omi had written his feelings towards him), though he never told Omi. Maybe he should, just to ask why.
Why Omi started the relationship with the enemy, why Omi continued it and, most importantly, why Chase Young.
When Omi came back from the Heylin side, there had been a faint sign of a bite mark on his neck. When Rai asked, he simply replied,
“Oh! One of Chase’s cats must have bitten me during the showdown! Do not worry, it does not hurt.” Kimiko, Clay, and even Master Fung accepted this answer from Omi, but Rai wasn’t stupid. He knew where Omi really got it.
Chase Young.
When he voiced his suspicion to Master Fung, he merely replied, “Why, Omi would never do such a thing! You must have been dreaming, Raimundo.”
When he voiced it to Kimiko, she just laughed and replied, “Omi and Chase Young? That’s funny Rye! Omi’s too innocent to be having those kinds of relationships with Chase Young!” Clay had the same conclusion.
But, now it was time to find the answers to the questions that were not answered. He wanted to know what happened in those three days Chase had Omi. And, knowing Omi, they would all be in this little scroll.