January 31, 2011

Flash Drive & Complaints

My flash drive only holds 1 Gigabyte. It sucks. I took a poll during school today.
I wore my shirt inside-out and took note of how many people asked me or told me about it. Guess how many did?
NONE. Even my friends or parents didn't notice. I hate my flash drive. I can barely fit 20 comics on it. :(
Here's one of the comics I have on it:
Just Kidding
Erm...
Where was I? Oh well. I hate my flash drive. And my throat hurts. Really Bad. :( This computer is slow.
My hair is shedding. My brother is annoying. My pants are smell like alcohol. I want to cry. I complain to much... You are mean. I don't have any friends. I repeat things to often. My flash drive sucks. :( This is boring. I want to cry. My c-o-m-p-u-t-e-r  is e-v-e-n slower. I don't know that the capital of Libya is. Or Ethiopia. Snowmen can't talk. :(
SEE HOW ANNOYING THIS CAN GET ? ! ?
(sob)

January 26, 2011

Sorry

It's not my fault my computer is broken. That's why I haven't been posting lately.
Right now I'm in school. All the letters on the keyboard are covered so I'm typing really slow.
DANG! I can't even post a picture because the MS Paint program sucks! O well. See you guys later.\
:(

January 17, 2011

Box

I started asking around: "What's your favorite kind of box?"
Nobody would answer.
It's not a hard question. What's your favorite kind of box?
Pizza box?
Juice box?
Boombox?
Chinese take-out box?

January 12, 2011

No Title Available, please try again later

This is one of my many friends getting mauled by a... thing.
It took about 15 seconds to draw.

January 11, 2011

Homework

You ripped my homework! YES! And your know who you are. You can't hide from me. I'm gonna find you...

I hate homework. I've had homework now... Twice this entire school year. Today was the second. And guess why... It's not because a friend ripped my math homework as you might believe, because of popular belief. It's because, I RIPPED MY HOMEWORK ! ! !
Dang, I hate math. What's the difference between (500cm/1m) times (1m/100cm) and (500cm) divided by (100cm)?
Nothing! That's why I hate math. If I do the math the second way... I get it wrong. Even though it's much easier.
BAH HUMBUG
I'll get you back for that...

January 7, 2011

Short Story Version Two

The second version of the Short Story I wrote... Tell me if you like it better than the other.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nick Manster was a normal pessimystic kid. Kind of... He had a strange ability. Almost every time he said something, it would become untrue.
"Mom we have car insurance right?" He asked once.
"Of course." She answered. Two days later, they got a message from their insurance company stating that their car insurance had been cancelled due to cancer problems, or something like that.
Once he almost asked his dad if he could get rabies, but he said, "It won't matter if I ask him or not."
Instead he asked, "Superheros don't exist. Right?"
"You're correct." His dad said.
"And neither do super villains?" Nick questioned.
His father nodded. Then the next day his father was at the bank and a man with an AK-47 robbed over 300 dollars from him. Within seconds of the man leaving, the robber was thrown through the front doors, unconscious. A man with big muscles and sky-blue tights and cape came in right after.
"Here's your 300." The hero said, handing the stolen cash to Mr. Manster.
"My son says you guys don't exist." Mr. Manster said unbelievably.
"Really?" The hero said.
"Yeah, but I guess you are real now since he said otherwise."
"What's that mean?"
"Whatever he says becomes untrue." Mr. Manster blurted.
"Wow." The sky-blue man said, more interested. "Let me talk to him."
Sky-blue man followed Mr. Manster home...

"Whoa!" Nick said when they arrived, "What's your power?"
"My name is Icelight, and my power is creating light and turning it into matter."
"COOL!" Nick shouted, although it really wasn't.
"I want to test your powers." Icelight said.
"Okay." Nick said.
"Watch your language." His father suggested.
"Say: "Icelight won't fall down." Icelight said.
"Icelight won't fall down." Nick repeated.
Icelight suddenly fell face first into the new purple carpet. "Ooof!" He grunted.
"Say something else, like... "A Mercedes Benz will not drive past the house."
Nick repeated it. They watched out the window until one did, five seconds later.
"Amazing." Icelight gasped.
"We need you to defeat a super villain." Icelight said, turning to Nick.
"Huh?"
"You'll be the side-kick for a hero called Jasper."
"What's his power?" Nick gibbered.
"He can turn any mineral into another." Icelight boasted.
"That's boring." Nick said, even though it wasn't.
"He'll be here any moment." Icelight nodded. Then he activated his cape and flew through the window.
"Dang! That was expensive." Nick's father muttered.

4 months later.
"You're suffocating." Jasper said breathlessly. (That's a pun.)
Nick threw off his virtual reality helmet. "This is the hardest level ever." Nick muttered toughly. (another pun)
"Put it back on please." Jasper puffed.
"I can't beat it." Nick said defeated. He unzipped his superhero jumpsuit, which was dark black, and poured water down his back. "That feels good." He didn't say, because he didn't want it to go away.
"One more time." Jasper urged singularly. (another pun!)
"Fine." Nick said, putting his helmet and suit back one.
"Oh gosh!" A beautiful heroine said, rushing into the room. Her name was called Skeptin, and her power was mind reading people when they were asleep. She was Nick's crush.
"Hurry Jasper, and you to Antiphone (Nick's super-name)." She said quickly. (hahaha)
Nick knew that she knew that he knew that all the guys liked her, including him. He had told her once.
"I don't like you," He said once, she understood.
"Trangalazar is attacking us!" She said forcefully. (another one, hahaha)
"Come on Antiphone! No dawdling!" Jasper ranted lingeringly. (this is fun, I make some pun!)
The trio rushed out of the room. Nick couldn't just say: "Trangalzar won't attack anyone ever again." That used to much power, and would make Nick fall into limbo. So instead he had to do small things like: "Trangalazar's meteor hits me and my friends." "Trangalazar's mini-black hole destroy's stuff"
Things like that would work. His only problem was he could say only some things at a time.
As they rushed down the halls, Nick kept the ceiling from caving in, the walls from collapsing and from Jasper being paralyzed by dark matter sub-energy. By the time he got to the battlefield, he was out of breath.
Trangalazar slammed a plasma disc into Atomine. "Atomine was wounded!" Nick called hurtfully. (pun)
Trangalazar turned to Nick. "Stop defying me Antiphone!" He roared haltingly. (pun)
Trangalazar spun his comet blade and threw it at Nick's head. "I'm hit!" He yelled. The blade spun overhead and lodged into a wall instead. Nick leaped aside as a proton beam whizzed past. Nick grabbed one of his explosive capsules and threw it into the villain's face. The explosion was deflected by a gravity shield and Trangalazar punched Jasper with his solar-knuckled fist. Nick started to speak but he was thrown horizontally into Skeptin by a gravity burst. Nick stood up and ran towards Steelbond.
"He's forming a nebula cloud!" Skeptin yelled. "The cloud works." Nick yelled, he felt his energy drain, and he collapsed. A nova gun went off nearby and Nick crawled towards some rubble. There was no way they could beat Trangalazar, he was to powerful.
"He's gonna shred us!" Steelbond yelled cuttingly. (pun)
"Someone is mind-controlling Skeptin!" Icelight screamed thoughtlessly. (pun)
"What can I do?" Nick called unknowingly. (pun)
"Rip his organs out." Someone roared heartlessly over the din. (pun)
Then Nick decided.
"Trangalazar is not paralyzed." Nick said unmovingly. (pun, do I really need to tell you?)
Nick almost blacked out. Trangalazar fell heavily onto a glass projection made by Icelight.
"Ow!" He yelled shatteringly. (pun)
"Trangalazar is useful..." Nick muttered skillfully. (pun)
And Nick slipped into limbo mindfully... (pun, get it now?)

THE END.

January 5, 2011

Short Story

A short story using Obsidian words... ALSO: this story is not for the faint of heart. Tell me if you like it...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nick was a normal pessimystic kid. Kind of... He had a strange ability. Almost every time he said something, it would become untrue.
"Mom we have life insurance right?" He asked once.
"Of course." She answered. Two days later, they got a message from their insurance company stating that their life insurance had been cancelled due to hygienic problems, or something like that.
"I can't get rabies right?" Nick asked his dad.
"If you stay away from animals you won't" He answered.
That night Nick couldn't go to sleep. Something was bothering him.
"I hear something." He said to himself. He listened, but couldn't hear something. He got out of bed and snuck downstairs for a midnight snack. He passed his parents room and tip-toed to the kitchen. His mother's thymer and her alpahoog book were out on the counter, proving that they were having pasta tomorrow for breakfast, again.
"I'll get some Pop Tarts." He said, but he settled on onion flavored chips instead. When he started down the hall again, he tripped and barely avoided falling ponderously to the floor.
Then he smelt something absolutely horrible. He couldn't tell what it was but he had a feeling someone or something was condoring him.
He heard breathing from behind him and almost yellowed. A horse came out of the shadows... He yellowed. It pounced and Nick was torn to pieces. THE END
Just kidding. Nick backed-up and looked for his dad.
"That yellow woke my parents up." He muttered hopefully. The horse advanced and Nick saw that it was only about 11 hands tall, making it a pony. Nick also observed that it was foaming at the mouth. The horse/pony demon had hydrophobia (rabies).
"Oh gosh, It's gonna kill me." Nick whimpered. The horse advanced.
"It's gonna rip me apart. Why does it have to be a horse?" He gasped. The horse whinnied and advanced. Some froth from it's mouth dripped onto the new purple carpet.
"I wish I had a phalomhagene!" He cried. Tears were blinding him. The pony advanced.
"It's okay, you're a nice pony." He soothed. It kept advancing.
Suddenly it galloped to him and knocked him to the wall. The horse spun and nipped him on the arm. The horrible breath of the beast stunned him. It was ten times worse than the school locker room. He slapped the head away as it lunged at his face.
Nick stood up and ran. The horse followed. Nick tripped on something and went sprawling. The horse didn't stop fast enough and it's hooves trampled Nick, leaving him unconscious.

The next morning, Nick awoke in a hospital bed.
"Huh?" He groaned, "I guess I'm okay."
A nurse came in and checked his bandaged arm and head. "You're feeling better?" She asked.
"Yeah." He lied. The nurse nodded. "Okay, I'll bring you some food." She left and returned quickly with a tray.
There was soup, bread, and some water in a cup. He pushed the tray away but took the bread. The soup and water looked unappetizing. He chomped away happily.
Two nurses arrived and one took his tray.
"What happened to the horse?" He asked. She looked at him like he was mad.
"I'm not mad." He reassured her. She shook her head and left. He threw his bedside lamp. It exploded on the wall. He jumped. What the heck. He thought.
"Who did that?" he asked nobody. He cackled. He threw his pillow. Hehehehe. Ha. He looked around. Whoa. What a fun place. He shook his head, sending foam flying everywhere. He slopped some foam onto his hand and drew a picture on the mirror. It was fun! He  found a strange square made of glass on the wall. Someone had drawn something on it. He smashed it and found another one that was see-through. This one he smashed too. Wind whipped through his hair. A strange lady entered she was wearing weird clothes. She screamed something.
Nick cackled again. He lunged at her.
When he was done, he left the room. He wiped his crimson stained hands on his skirt thing that he was wearing and licked his lips.
He found a white dressed man walking down the hallway. Nick let a low growl escape his throat. HEHEHE...
Nick clawed at him and the man stabbed him with some strange stick that he had been using on a clipboard. Nick howled and sunk his teeth into the man's shoulder. The man howled back.
A challenge eh? Hehehe...
The man ran and Nick caught up to him and tackled him to the floor and they slid into a strange metal box with numbers on the wall. Some red liquid and foam splattered on the carpeted walls. Suddenly the back wall closed and the man smacked a number at the bottom. The room lurched and Nick was alone with the man...

Nick crawled out of the box as a wall disappeared. He was in a polished room with three men in it. One was behind a desk and the others were by a door leading into painful sunlight.
Hehehe...
He charged, flinging foam to the sides. One of the blue door-men, pulled a thing from his belt and pointed it at Nick. Hehehehe...
He sprinted at the man. There was a bang loud enough to make Nick stop, or was that the huge force that had hit Nick in the solar plexus? The world dimmed strangely and Nick fell down.

Hehehehehe....

January 4, 2011

Two thousand ELEVEN...

Happy New Year. Since it's the new year... Here's some new yearsies... Uh.. WHATEVER.
THINGS IN 2011:
The Pendleton Art Center will be finished.
Pirates of the Caribbean 4 will come out.
3D home entertainment.
Graphene will start to be used in things such as roll-up LED screens.
A government housing project in Indonesia will be finished! YEAH!
MMXI (roman numerals)
Cricket World Cup in India, Sri Lanka, and Bangladesh.
The space shuttle's last flight.
Total Lunar Eclipse in the Middle East.
AND
Neptune will complete it's first full orbit around the sun, since it's discovery in 1846.
So have a happy 2011. I'm looking forward to all of the things above except for 7 of them.