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Could everyone watch my new DA page please?
it would be great if you did
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been bored out of my mind, and i just realised, i aint actually submitted another journal since Nov 2007... which is like over a year ago! haha
so yeah...
atm, i am bored, and there isn't really much to do, its almost my birthday, and im trying to get stuff aranged, which just aint happening really! haha
oh, and im sick of my rents atm, cause they suck!
lmfao
i've also been writing this story atm, about me and some of my mates, but changed our names in it to make it more..... different! hahaha
here's what i've got so far:
story
-----"Come, Jaytamus." Said Andrubis, as they travelled through the cool night breeze. The glassplanes of Trimbula were beaitful when the three moons shone down upon them, and refracted their essance like candle light in a room of mirrors. "We must reach The Gates Of Sinsa by dawn, or we'll have to wait for the Shermin and has soilders to allow us pass, and that will cost more Gelt then we have on us."
"Why can't we just rest for now?" Jaytamus asked.
"Because, Jaytamus. Unlike you, I wish to have substance for breakfast, not water and air like has been for the past 3 days. Pass me a Cigrene, I could do with a smoke!"
"Blue or Yellow?"
"Yellow, the Blue ones taste like cindertoast and I'm not really in the mood for my breath to smell like the bottom of a Carltoons boot."
Walking, seemingly everlasting, Jaytamus and Andrubis travelled for several hours, passing no more then 2 other Nume's and possibly the partial remains of a wild Pilt. Unsure of how long the beasts remains had been there, risking sickness and vomit was a chance they didn't wish to take. Especially when such things were untreatable without Morminscore. Which was rarely available anywhere on the glassplane.
"Andrubis, look. Salvation perhaps?" Jaytamus wondered, as he saw a looming light glitter seemlessly from over the other side of the pasture. "Perhaps we have reached Sinsa earlier then we antisipated?" Jaytamus quickened his pace expecting nothing but praise from Andrubis, but Andrubis Heasitated.
"Whats wrong Bis?" Asked Jaytamus. Looking ever more confused then usual. His brown eyebrows covered half by the long dark hair that hung over his eyes.
"Thats not Sinsa Lights. Sinsa Lights use the Alchemetic siltestry found in the Golrin mines... Their light burns blue and green. This, however, is a red. Something is wrong!" Andrubis' eyes drew near the source of the light trying to see what could possibly be causing such a glow, at this hour of night. "Mardello herself would stir in her everlasting slumber if she saw such a sight."
The two approached cautiously, trying to learn of what the light was sourced. The light brightened as they got closer, caution, wary and missdirection ran through Andrubis' mind... Nothing but wonder in Jaytamus', of which his companion was not shocked. "It's a Nume?" Whispered Jaytamus, confused beyond believe. "What is he doing?" The two watched in amazment, as what appeared to be another Nume sat around an orb based light source, chanting in what Andrubis believed to be Southern Celstic.
"He's from Netherwand. He has to be. The tan on his skin and language he is chuntering, it has to be a Ne'en." Andrubis contemplated for a moment. "What would a Ne'en be doing out here in the glassplanes?"
"Lets go ask him?" Jaytamus suggested as he rose from where he sat. "We'll never find out just sitting here, and besides, he might have safe passage to Sinsa? Or atleast food and water we could harras for some Gelt?" Jaytamus seemed very assured of himself, and having no reason to fear a Ne'en, Andrubis complied.
The ground no longer felt like glassplane, and the soft feel of Evergleen came instead. The red orb the Ne'en was sat around moved, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, as if it were a fire that sat in open air, or a flickering candle disturbed by a passerby. Not yet had the Ne'en noticed the two gentlemen walking towards him, he still sat in his positoin, legs crossed, eyes closed, and his Hoodlet was still pulled just to the crown of his head. His long blonde hair slumbered neatly across his face, covering no main features, but still seemingly hiding him behind it.
"Excuse me, sir? You couldn't possibly put us up for the night? Or even grant safe passage to The Gate's could you?" Asked Jaytamus with a smile on his face. But the man didn't seem to say anything. "Excuse me? Kind Sir?"
"Let's just go Jay, he obviously isn't going to help, he's stuck in some kind of trance." Andrubis and Jaytamus started to walk away, when the man spoke.
"Why do you wish to be in Sinsa? Darkwarriors and Magistans are all you find in Sinsa." The Man Questioned, his eyes still closed. Startled, the two turned around and looked at the man.
"Erm... We seek Katrane."Andrubis said, looking at Jaytamus.
"Katrane? What would you want with a vile, sickening woman like that?" The man churned, in shock. "She brings nothing but pain and suffering to anyone who isn't Silsin. And no offence gents, but you don't seem Silsin."
"We're not. We're from Imocron, we're from the northern part of Issac." Said Jaytamus. "We are well aware of Katrane's mental, and physical attributes."
Andubis walked over to the man, who's hood was now removed from his head, and whose face was now in full view. By his features, Andrubis could now tell that he was indeed Ne'en.
"We are searching for Katrane because she is the only woman we know who can reverse this posion that is on us." Jaytamus said.
"Poison?" Said the man, who had still yet to reveal his name, or even identity.
"You see, back in Parlet we were known as the gambling sort. Nothing major, but we were well known in Parlet's most refined 'Cartalot Moineax'." Andrubis Began to explain. "Well, early Himenstine. Possibly the third moon in Himenstine, we were searching for a stage gag, something to entertain the local's, possibly get a popular spot entertaining there every evening, or every other evening."
"But what does this have to do with Katrane?" Asked the gentleman.
"We got our spot there entertaining," continued Jaytamus, "three or four passed, and no trouble had arisen that seemed to be caused by us. But one night, we were doing some card tricks, very standard tricks. And my Chalice of Wisdom card went missing, I could not for the life of me find that missing card."
"The Chalice of Wisdom? Whats the signifance with that card, and Katrane? You're confusing me." Questioned the man.
"It's nothing to do with the card, as such. More, who found the card." Andrubis answered. "As you know, there are plenty of theives, villains and bagabonds rulling the streets of Parlet. We, ourselves, are admitedly of a darker background then most. But yes, the card was not important. A gentleman by the name of Ahran fou-"
"AHRAN? Ahran Mothley of Sinderside? Who are you two?" The gentleman backed away slowly, realising that the two gentlemen that stood before him were no ordinary Nume's passing through to see the sites of Sinsa.
"Sir? You know him?" Andrubis asked.
"You're those two that the Shermin is after aren't you?" The man questioned, looking frantically for any sign in their eyes.
"The Shermin and his soilders have no bussiness with us, dear sir. Ahran, however, does," forced Andrubis. "Now, sir, if you could please tell us how to get to Katrane, it is of great importance."
"The poison? Have you tried-" the man started, but was cut off by Jaytamus.
"Morminscore? Yep. Hazenroot, Garlteen, Shrisedrain, Mindstool and we've even tried a mix of Charmic and Dry Badgingroot."
"Badgingroot? But that can clean the poison from an Esterpain Spider bite. What kind of Magistene has Ahran used?" The man, turned, trying to find the words to talk, but nothing came to him that would even help the two gentlemen."What happened? For you to get poisoned? Inhalation, injection, consumtion?"
"We consumed it," answered Jaytamus, "we drank a bile of alchemetic cider that he offered us, we had no reason to not drink it, we weren't even aware it was Ahran at the time. We're not sure what he put in the cider, we're thinking it could be a rare Instemane from Goren."
"What makes you say that?" The mans face seemed to light up, as if he knew they were correct.
"Well, it was tasteless, had no smell, and didn't discolour our beverage. There are only a two things that would do that. Powdered Instemane, and Liquid Renstan"
"But, if what you say is correct, then how is Katrane the only person that can help? A Simple mix of-" began the mystery man.
"A mix of what?" Asked Jaytamus, not getting a single reply for either Andrubis or the strange man. "Bis? Do you know he's going on about?"
"Maybe. But I'm still slightly confused. Powdered Instemane is hard to come by, and the cure is even harder, but its effects are very drab, slowing of the digestive system, causing constipation, not a very bad poison really is it?" Said Andrubis, "but, Renstan is more powerful."
"Yeah, it can make you bleed from the inside out. A slightly more slow and painful suffering, dont you think?" Inerupted Jaytamus.
"Yes, but thats the thing. We're not bleeding, and there is certainly no chance that Ahran's henchmen would have let us leave, had he gave us Renstan, it's too dangerous, they could have caught it when they touched us. There has to be something else."
"Look, it's almost dawn. Shermin and his soilders won't let you in now without a fine, and there would be no way you'll get in untill after the moon has risen again. I can set you two up here for the day, give you lodgings, and water, but you have to smuggle me into Sinsa with you? Deal?" Said the man.
"Ok, deal. But first things first. Whats your name?" Asked Jaytamus as he followed the gentleman over to the red orb.
"I'm Anthone," he said, lowering himself to the floor, "Anthone of Galrin."
Several hours had past, and the gentlemen had many a conversation about their current pridicemant. The orb light source that they were sat around had now turned to blue in the mid-day sun. Their minds were fixated on Katrane. That and getting some wild Pilt from a barter at a stand in Sinsa's many great shopping districts. Sinsa was an amazingly beautiful place to visit. It's vast forrests seemingly lent themselves to the sea, and the beach, and its many busy town cobled streets, which reminded Jaytamus of home in Issac. The sun always seemed to glow more beautilfuly then anywhere in Sinsa grounds. Sinsa was half made from Cornalstone and Bittenbest, and the rest was melted glass salvaged from the glassplanes. The wall surrounding Sinsa, and its gate, however, were made out of Tripendate, the toughest metal in Antrinida. And the Alchemetic lanterns that lit their many streets at night did nothing to dull the still beautiful city, forrests, and beaches.
As for the Glassplanes they were still so currently stuck on, no one yet could say how it became that glass would collect in such a place. Suth's, and Magistans suggested that perhaps it was from thousands of years ago, when the Sinsa lands were enbodied with a great many towers of glass, and after the fall of Sinsa to the Nume's, and the towers were destroyed, that their remains were carried to the plane by the winds. But of course, these were all theory and no one will truely ever know how the plane ever came to be.
"Come on. It's time to go," Anthone said shaking the two men awake from their slumber. The moon had already risen, and by the looks of the things, the second moon was about to rise, too long they had been asleep, but it was a well needed rest in Andubis' mind. "If you want to get passed The Gates tonight, then we'll have to go now. Shermins soilders won't be gone for very long, and no offence, gents, but you dont really look like much to deal with ten or so Silsin soilders."
Jaytamus and Andrubis looked at each other and sniggered, knowing that the blonde haired Anthone knew nothing of their past. Not wanting to ruin their chance to get into Sinsa unseen, and without paying, they hurried their things together and were off along the road towards The gates. After a few minutes walk, they could see the Alchemetic blue and green glow's that were so steriotyped with The Gates enterance.
"Mmm. Can you smell the food? Smells like, like, oh, Pilt. Oh and I can smell Dean too. Oh, Geth, I'm so hungry." Whined Andrubis as they got closer.
"You're always hungry, 'Bis," laughed Jaytamus, as he too himself could smell the beaufitul smells that wafted over from The Gates heavy door's, and locks.----
so yeah...
atm, i am bored, and there isn't really much to do, its almost my birthday, and im trying to get stuff aranged, which just aint happening really! haha
oh, and im sick of my rents atm, cause they suck!
lmfaoi've also been writing this story atm, about me and some of my mates, but changed our names in it to make it more..... different! hahaha
here's what i've got so far:
story
-----"Come, Jaytamus." Said Andrubis, as they travelled through the cool night breeze. The glassplanes of Trimbula were beaitful when the three moons shone down upon them, and refracted their essance like candle light in a room of mirrors. "We must reach The Gates Of Sinsa by dawn, or we'll have to wait for the Shermin and has soilders to allow us pass, and that will cost more Gelt then we have on us."
"Why can't we just rest for now?" Jaytamus asked.
"Because, Jaytamus. Unlike you, I wish to have substance for breakfast, not water and air like has been for the past 3 days. Pass me a Cigrene, I could do with a smoke!"
"Blue or Yellow?"
"Yellow, the Blue ones taste like cindertoast and I'm not really in the mood for my breath to smell like the bottom of a Carltoons boot."
Walking, seemingly everlasting, Jaytamus and Andrubis travelled for several hours, passing no more then 2 other Nume's and possibly the partial remains of a wild Pilt. Unsure of how long the beasts remains had been there, risking sickness and vomit was a chance they didn't wish to take. Especially when such things were untreatable without Morminscore. Which was rarely available anywhere on the glassplane.
"Andrubis, look. Salvation perhaps?" Jaytamus wondered, as he saw a looming light glitter seemlessly from over the other side of the pasture. "Perhaps we have reached Sinsa earlier then we antisipated?" Jaytamus quickened his pace expecting nothing but praise from Andrubis, but Andrubis Heasitated.
"Whats wrong Bis?" Asked Jaytamus. Looking ever more confused then usual. His brown eyebrows covered half by the long dark hair that hung over his eyes.
"Thats not Sinsa Lights. Sinsa Lights use the Alchemetic siltestry found in the Golrin mines... Their light burns blue and green. This, however, is a red. Something is wrong!" Andrubis' eyes drew near the source of the light trying to see what could possibly be causing such a glow, at this hour of night. "Mardello herself would stir in her everlasting slumber if she saw such a sight."
The two approached cautiously, trying to learn of what the light was sourced. The light brightened as they got closer, caution, wary and missdirection ran through Andrubis' mind... Nothing but wonder in Jaytamus', of which his companion was not shocked. "It's a Nume?" Whispered Jaytamus, confused beyond believe. "What is he doing?" The two watched in amazment, as what appeared to be another Nume sat around an orb based light source, chanting in what Andrubis believed to be Southern Celstic.
"He's from Netherwand. He has to be. The tan on his skin and language he is chuntering, it has to be a Ne'en." Andrubis contemplated for a moment. "What would a Ne'en be doing out here in the glassplanes?"
"Lets go ask him?" Jaytamus suggested as he rose from where he sat. "We'll never find out just sitting here, and besides, he might have safe passage to Sinsa? Or atleast food and water we could harras for some Gelt?" Jaytamus seemed very assured of himself, and having no reason to fear a Ne'en, Andrubis complied.
The ground no longer felt like glassplane, and the soft feel of Evergleen came instead. The red orb the Ne'en was sat around moved, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, as if it were a fire that sat in open air, or a flickering candle disturbed by a passerby. Not yet had the Ne'en noticed the two gentlemen walking towards him, he still sat in his positoin, legs crossed, eyes closed, and his Hoodlet was still pulled just to the crown of his head. His long blonde hair slumbered neatly across his face, covering no main features, but still seemingly hiding him behind it.
"Excuse me, sir? You couldn't possibly put us up for the night? Or even grant safe passage to The Gate's could you?" Asked Jaytamus with a smile on his face. But the man didn't seem to say anything. "Excuse me? Kind Sir?"
"Let's just go Jay, he obviously isn't going to help, he's stuck in some kind of trance." Andrubis and Jaytamus started to walk away, when the man spoke.
"Why do you wish to be in Sinsa? Darkwarriors and Magistans are all you find in Sinsa." The Man Questioned, his eyes still closed. Startled, the two turned around and looked at the man.
"Erm... We seek Katrane."Andrubis said, looking at Jaytamus.
"Katrane? What would you want with a vile, sickening woman like that?" The man churned, in shock. "She brings nothing but pain and suffering to anyone who isn't Silsin. And no offence gents, but you don't seem Silsin."
"We're not. We're from Imocron, we're from the northern part of Issac." Said Jaytamus. "We are well aware of Katrane's mental, and physical attributes."
Andubis walked over to the man, who's hood was now removed from his head, and whose face was now in full view. By his features, Andrubis could now tell that he was indeed Ne'en.
"We are searching for Katrane because she is the only woman we know who can reverse this posion that is on us." Jaytamus said.
"Poison?" Said the man, who had still yet to reveal his name, or even identity.
"You see, back in Parlet we were known as the gambling sort. Nothing major, but we were well known in Parlet's most refined 'Cartalot Moineax'." Andrubis Began to explain. "Well, early Himenstine. Possibly the third moon in Himenstine, we were searching for a stage gag, something to entertain the local's, possibly get a popular spot entertaining there every evening, or every other evening."
"But what does this have to do with Katrane?" Asked the gentleman.
"We got our spot there entertaining," continued Jaytamus, "three or four passed, and no trouble had arisen that seemed to be caused by us. But one night, we were doing some card tricks, very standard tricks. And my Chalice of Wisdom card went missing, I could not for the life of me find that missing card."
"The Chalice of Wisdom? Whats the signifance with that card, and Katrane? You're confusing me." Questioned the man.
"It's nothing to do with the card, as such. More, who found the card." Andrubis answered. "As you know, there are plenty of theives, villains and bagabonds rulling the streets of Parlet. We, ourselves, are admitedly of a darker background then most. But yes, the card was not important. A gentleman by the name of Ahran fou-"
"AHRAN? Ahran Mothley of Sinderside? Who are you two?" The gentleman backed away slowly, realising that the two gentlemen that stood before him were no ordinary Nume's passing through to see the sites of Sinsa.
"Sir? You know him?" Andrubis asked.
"You're those two that the Shermin is after aren't you?" The man questioned, looking frantically for any sign in their eyes.
"The Shermin and his soilders have no bussiness with us, dear sir. Ahran, however, does," forced Andrubis. "Now, sir, if you could please tell us how to get to Katrane, it is of great importance."
"The poison? Have you tried-" the man started, but was cut off by Jaytamus.
"Morminscore? Yep. Hazenroot, Garlteen, Shrisedrain, Mindstool and we've even tried a mix of Charmic and Dry Badgingroot."
"Badgingroot? But that can clean the poison from an Esterpain Spider bite. What kind of Magistene has Ahran used?" The man, turned, trying to find the words to talk, but nothing came to him that would even help the two gentlemen."What happened? For you to get poisoned? Inhalation, injection, consumtion?"
"We consumed it," answered Jaytamus, "we drank a bile of alchemetic cider that he offered us, we had no reason to not drink it, we weren't even aware it was Ahran at the time. We're not sure what he put in the cider, we're thinking it could be a rare Instemane from Goren."
"What makes you say that?" The mans face seemed to light up, as if he knew they were correct.
"Well, it was tasteless, had no smell, and didn't discolour our beverage. There are only a two things that would do that. Powdered Instemane, and Liquid Renstan"
"But, if what you say is correct, then how is Katrane the only person that can help? A Simple mix of-" began the mystery man.
"A mix of what?" Asked Jaytamus, not getting a single reply for either Andrubis or the strange man. "Bis? Do you know he's going on about?"
"Maybe. But I'm still slightly confused. Powdered Instemane is hard to come by, and the cure is even harder, but its effects are very drab, slowing of the digestive system, causing constipation, not a very bad poison really is it?" Said Andrubis, "but, Renstan is more powerful."
"Yeah, it can make you bleed from the inside out. A slightly more slow and painful suffering, dont you think?" Inerupted Jaytamus.
"Yes, but thats the thing. We're not bleeding, and there is certainly no chance that Ahran's henchmen would have let us leave, had he gave us Renstan, it's too dangerous, they could have caught it when they touched us. There has to be something else."
"Look, it's almost dawn. Shermin and his soilders won't let you in now without a fine, and there would be no way you'll get in untill after the moon has risen again. I can set you two up here for the day, give you lodgings, and water, but you have to smuggle me into Sinsa with you? Deal?" Said the man.
"Ok, deal. But first things first. Whats your name?" Asked Jaytamus as he followed the gentleman over to the red orb.
"I'm Anthone," he said, lowering himself to the floor, "Anthone of Galrin."
Several hours had past, and the gentlemen had many a conversation about their current pridicemant. The orb light source that they were sat around had now turned to blue in the mid-day sun. Their minds were fixated on Katrane. That and getting some wild Pilt from a barter at a stand in Sinsa's many great shopping districts. Sinsa was an amazingly beautiful place to visit. It's vast forrests seemingly lent themselves to the sea, and the beach, and its many busy town cobled streets, which reminded Jaytamus of home in Issac. The sun always seemed to glow more beautilfuly then anywhere in Sinsa grounds. Sinsa was half made from Cornalstone and Bittenbest, and the rest was melted glass salvaged from the glassplanes. The wall surrounding Sinsa, and its gate, however, were made out of Tripendate, the toughest metal in Antrinida. And the Alchemetic lanterns that lit their many streets at night did nothing to dull the still beautiful city, forrests, and beaches.
As for the Glassplanes they were still so currently stuck on, no one yet could say how it became that glass would collect in such a place. Suth's, and Magistans suggested that perhaps it was from thousands of years ago, when the Sinsa lands were enbodied with a great many towers of glass, and after the fall of Sinsa to the Nume's, and the towers were destroyed, that their remains were carried to the plane by the winds. But of course, these were all theory and no one will truely ever know how the plane ever came to be.
"Come on. It's time to go," Anthone said shaking the two men awake from their slumber. The moon had already risen, and by the looks of the things, the second moon was about to rise, too long they had been asleep, but it was a well needed rest in Andubis' mind. "If you want to get passed The Gates tonight, then we'll have to go now. Shermins soilders won't be gone for very long, and no offence, gents, but you dont really look like much to deal with ten or so Silsin soilders."
Jaytamus and Andrubis looked at each other and sniggered, knowing that the blonde haired Anthone knew nothing of their past. Not wanting to ruin their chance to get into Sinsa unseen, and without paying, they hurried their things together and were off along the road towards The gates. After a few minutes walk, they could see the Alchemetic blue and green glow's that were so steriotyped with The Gates enterance.
"Mmm. Can you smell the food? Smells like, like, oh, Pilt. Oh and I can smell Dean too. Oh, Geth, I'm so hungry." Whined Andrubis as they got closer.
"You're always hungry, 'Bis," laughed Jaytamus, as he too himself could smell the beaufitul smells that wafted over from The Gates heavy door's, and locks.----
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heellloooo
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sorry for my GIANT lack of deviations atm... i'm really busy, and haven't had time to do much spongebob fan art... i will however start again
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oh my
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back at lasssssssssst.... lol...
have u missed me? eh? eh? eh??? i bet u have done :]
hehe... i shall be creating new spongebobs very soon... :]
sorry i aint been here... thanks for ALLLL of the comments and favourites everyone... sorry i aint been able t get back sooner... sorry if i aint replied... big thanks to u all :]
mwah
xxx
have u missed me? eh? eh? eh??? i bet u have done :]
hehe... i shall be creating new spongebobs very soon... :]
sorry i aint been here... thanks for ALLLL of the comments and favourites everyone... sorry i aint been able t get back sooner... sorry if i aint replied... big thanks to u all :]
mwah
xxx
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