In brief
My stupidity knows no bounds. Iknow there was SOMETHING I was gonna say here... but what it was... I coldn't tell you.

I need to work. There are a lot of things to do, and I think I may be very busy this semester. Two very practical subjects so far, one that's a blend and one I've not scoped out yet. It will be an awful lot of work. But I will also have to work more on by drawing - stop with these cheesy-arse single character pictures and stupid sketches, and do something properly. I'm not working hard enough at it, it's nor really any wonder I'm not getting any better. And that I still suck at the importnat, basic, extremely IMPORTANT facets of drawing.

I'm so tired already.

I'm sorry for the crap below. I didn't realise exactly how hastilly written and fundamentally BAD it was until now ^^; I'll see if I can fix it or something. I haven't got a clue.

I might head off to Westlakes now. I'll have HOURS to kill once I'm there though. Might look for hooks and adhesive tabs.

Busses make my mind hurt.

Arc is a little attention-whore. He needs to leave me alone so that I can get on to doing proper GoC stuff, instead of having the urge to draw the ferral.

That is all.
- posted by Washi @ 12:08 pm 0 comments

 
Torment - right before the end
I gotta get to lectures. BLAH!!!


This morning she had fried eggs, yokes runny, and fried potato. The room was clean, and her meagre possessions had been placed in bags with names. Her diary had been wrapped in brown paper and left with an attached note at the temple for her son.

Her son… Those words still sent a thrill of joy through her. She had never thought she would be able to think them, not since she had been declared sterile as a child. She had never given birth, but the temple boy had become her son in her far too brief time in this city. And so she would leave him her diary, to help him through what was coming. She should have killed him. A year ago, she would have. He violated her purpose – a human, channelling the power of a demon. Such melding of the human and demon realms was her enemy - her ultimate nemesis. But it seemed less important now, with the roars of the brothers sounding in the distance.

Today was the day she would die.

It wasn’t that she knew it without a doubt – there was always the chance she could survive the coming battle. But she knew the odds of this occurring – more then that, she knew that the chance of her surviving AND killing both of the creatures heading this way was so unfathomably small, it would take a miracle. And she was already relying on a miracle to take both brothers out before the temple. She had planned out the best she could, looked at every opportunity, and gathered herself and all the pain, darkness, confusion she had ever felt together until it was a hot black ball within her, sealed away to be thrown against her latest challenge. She had fought stronger, but never two like these. And she was old. Her spirit was that of the singers, filled with the power of the song demon that was her mother. But her body was only human. And although her spirit would continue, as per her agreement, her body would not be able to survive its profession much longer.

She felt another presence enter the room behind her. Strong, cold…

“Master” She greeted him in a whisper, turning to face him. He watched her impassively, but something about him seemed off. It took her a moment to pinpoint what it was.

“Master, you are… concerned?” She waited a moment, in case he chose to add anything to that, before continuing. “Don’t concern yourself. They will be destroyed, just as all the others have been.”

“And you?” He asked. His voice was sharp with distaste, the way it always was. But there was that ever-so-subtle not of worry that crept into his voice then and again.

“Dying is never the end, master. My contract cannot be terminated just yet.”

“And what if it is no longer my will to aid you?”

“I have not fulfilled my part in our deal yet.” She bit back the urge to raise her voice. Triggering her pain now would no no-one any good. “Until the day I can, I am yours to do with as you wish. It is your choice, if you wish to leave me. But I cannot fill any of my agreements if you do that.” There was something he wasn’t saying. This wasn’t simply about wanting to get rid of her. Despite his animosity towards her, he had never wanted her to leave. So what exactly was he getting at? Was it possible… that he might miss her when she was gone?

“I… don’t want things to change so drastically at this point.” He said carefully. And she couldn’t help but smile at his awkwardness.

“All things must change, Master. But I will not be far. As we have agreed, you will keep me with you, and I will pay my penance. Until my tasks are completed, I will continue as I am now.”

“Why?!” The Master finally exploded. “Why can’t you just die?!”

“Because… I don’t know how. Because you won’t let me. Because there is more to exist for. Because… No, it’s because I’m not done yet. I can not leave until I am done. That was my vow, and even now, wether I wanted it to or not, it will hold.”

“You will never be done!” He grabbed her shoulder and shook her, trying to get some sense into her half-demon brain. Throughout this whole conversation, she had never spoken above a whisper. “It won’t end! And I won’t be here for it all. I won’t be here knowing… that…” He couldn’t finish.

“That I will be torn apart.” She finished. “That I will become one of the Tormented ones, in my own hell set aside for me. You worry for me.” It was something of a revelation to her. When she died, she knew that her spirit would be dragged into a pocket afterlife – her own private hell, to be torn apart and tortured until her tasks were done. But that state would advantage her master.

He was sad… for her. She had almost thought him incapable of such for a half-demon.

“Do not worry for me. I have long known my fate. At least… I will be able to continue singing.” She smiled at him, ignoring his grip on her arm.

“It is better to exist, no matter the circumstances, as long as I can sing.”

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And just because it ammused me - www.behindthename.com
BRAN (1)
Gender: Masculine
Usage: Irish, Irish Mythology
Pronounced: BRAN
Means "raven" in Irish. In Irish legend Bran was a mariner who was involved in several adventures.

BRAN (2)
Gender: Masculine
Usage: Welsh, Welsh Mythology
Pronounced: BRAN
Means "raven" in Welsh. In Welsh legend Bran the Blessed (called also Bendigeid Vran) was the son of the god Llyr. Later Welsh legends describe him as a king of Britain who was killed attacking Ireland.

I am ammused now ^_^

ALETA
Gender: Feminine
Usage: English
Form of ALETHEA
Derived from Greek ??????? (aletheia) meaning "truth".

While my version says her name means 'Wing', this STILL indicates that her name is pronounced with a soft e sound rather then a long eeee...

I don't know why I labour the point.
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Just because.
I was asked a bit about Bran today. For the hell of it, I figured I'd get some quizz-based information on him. So behold and enjoy.


(Gacked from Liadan)

1. Your Name
I'm known as Bran.

2. Your age
… why, how old are you?

3. Describe yourself
I swear, I'm probably not as young as I look… seriously. Um… Red hair, green eyes… no freckles.

4. Describe your mate (if applicable)
I'm single right now.

5. Where (and when) do you live?
Technically I have a place of my own, but right now I'm crashing in my boss’ summer house with her family.

6. What's your favourite sweet? (It is so a basic!)
Chocolate bars. Snickers is best of all.

What is your favourite...

Season?
Winter. I love the grey, overcast clouds and stuff. It’s not so bright.

Food?
Chocolate is gods way of saying he still likes us, no matter how much we fuck up.

Animal?
I like birds. I like the way their wings are shaped and the way their feathers move when they fly.

Colour?
Blue. Or green, but mostly blue.

Time of day?
6-ish. They day gets interesting around 6-ish.

Weapon?
My thorn collection I guess. Unfortunately I can’t always get my collection back after using it, so if people would be nice enough to stop CROWDING ME, I could keep a hold of my collection. I'm not a violent person, and I don’t necessarily like killing or maiming you all.


Tell us about...

Your place of birth.
Don’t know.

Your childhood.
I don’t… Remember that.

Your parents.
I don’t remember.

Your siblings
I DON’T REMEMBER, okay? Stop asking!

Your (current) home.
Right now, that’d be the summer house. It’s really big. There’s a lot of space and not enough people to fill it. The gardens are huge, and kinda pretty. And the gardener is a tall scary woman who sets things on fire with her mind. Which isn’t really that odd around here, I guess. The dog is really weird though, but kinda cool.

Your favourite "hang out".
There’s this place that does awesome coffee and cakes not too far from work. It smells nice and there aren’t too many people there. And it’s open really late.

Can you read?
Yes, thankyou.

Can you write?
I can type and write shorthand. Technically I can write normally, but no-one can read my handwriting. Not even me half the time.

Can you sing?
If by that you mean ‘can I sing well?’ then not really.

Can you play an instrument?
I don’t think so.

What languages do you speak?
So far, only english.

What weapons can you use?
I don’t think I'm trained to use any weapons… I mean, I can stab with a knife or such, but I'm not some sort of knife combat god.

Are you good at keeping secrets about yourself?
I'm good at keeping secrets FROM myself.

What is your best kept secret?
I don’t know, I haven’t told me yet.

What is your worst kept secret?
I never tell.

Are you good at keeping secrets about others?
I try to be. I mean, why would anyone in their right mind tell me a secret anyway? And why would I tell anyone else?

What secret about someone else have you kept and wish you hadn't?
I never tell, and I never regret not telling.

What secret about someone else have you not kept and wish you had?
I wouldn’t remember.

Are you a virgin?
And the way all internet quizzes invariably go… No.

Do you mate for life?
In general? I haven’t got a clue. Maybe.

Who was your first lover? (or, if you are a virgin -- Who would you like your first lover to be?)
Remember? I never tell.

Who is your current lover?
Once more, single right now. People aren’t very interesting right now.

What is your favourite sexual position?
So, why would I tell you that again? Besides, picking favourites stifles creativity.

What are your kinks?
According to the dog, my kink is being a pet. I’d like to put forwards that he don’t know shit.

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50 questions:

1. What is your name?
Bran. Every quiz asks this.

2. What colour underwear are you wearing now?
Blue

3. What are you listening to right now?
Ultramarine March

4. What are the last 2 digits of your phone number?
Why do you care about THAT?

5. What was the last thing you ate?
… Snickers bar ^^;

6. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
I’d be green, but I’d have been scribbled over the red crayon so much that there’d be flecks of red all over me.

7. How is the weather right now?
Delightfully damp and overcast.

8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?
Some guy. Patched him through to Angel.

9. The first thing you notice about the opposite/same(if you're gay) sex?
It’s hard to define. I get a sense from the people I meet – something to do with exactly what they are. That’s the first thing I notice.

10. Favorite Food?
Chocolate.

11. Favorite Drink?
Coke

12. Favorite Alcoholic Drink?
Vodka.

13. Favorite place to shop?
Game traders, EB, yadda.

14. Hair color:
Red with blue streaks.

15. Eye Color:
Green.

16. Do you wear contacts?
No.

17. Top or Bottom?
Uh? Oh… Both ;P

18. favorite month?
July.

19. Favorite Fast Food?
Hungries or Subway.

20. Last Movie you Watched?
I don’t go see movies much.

21. Favorite Day of the Year?
Good Friday. Dunno why.

22. Are you too shy to ask someone out?
Yeah, kinda…

23. Summer or Winter?
Winter.

24. Hugs or Kisses?
From people I know? Hugs I guess.

25. Chocolate or Vanilla?
Chocolate

26. Do you want your friends to respond back?
Thinking about it… no, not really.

27. Who is most likely to respond?
No-one, I don’t think.

28. Who is least likely to respond?
THE WORLD!

29. What books are you reading?
None right now. I don’t read much.

30. favorite TV Show?
Mythbusters. Don’t watch much TV, but I make an effort for that.

31. What's on your mouse pad?
Some obscure IT company. It also doubles as a note-pad.

32. Favorite board game?
Is Twister a board game?

33. What did you do last night?
SFA.

34. Favorite Author?
None. Wait, Neil Gaiman’s an author, right? I’ll go him – Sandman is awesome.

35. Who inspires you?
No one specifically.

36. Butter, Plain or Salted popcorn?
Buttered.

37. Dogs or cats?
Both have their charms. However, since there is a particularly large dog reading over my shoulder, I’ll say dog.

38. Favorite Flower?
I'm not much for flowers. I like thorns more.

39. What do you say when you wake up in the A.M.?
”Where am I and who opened the blinds?”

40. Do you still talk to your best friends from middle school?
No. I don’t know for sure I actually went to middle school… I mean, I guess I did…

41. What's on your desk?
Blue-tack, feathers, most of a wing, my collection, a couple of wrappers, coffee cup with… yuck, cold coffee. And pens - So many pens.

42. Rock Concert or symphony?
Rock Concert

43. Play or Opera?
Play

44. Have you ever fired a gun?
Don’t’ remember. Probably not.

45. Do you like to travel by plane?
Don’t think so.

46. Right-handed or Left-handed?
Right handed. Left footed though.

47. Smooth or Chunky Peanut Butter?
Extra Super Crunchy.

48. How many pillows do you sleep with?
Two. Not sure if one of them counts as a ‘pillow’ or a very small blanket.

49. City and State you were born?
Not a clue.

50. Ever hitchhiked?
Yes.

- posted by Washi @ 12:49 pm 0 comments

 
The Sting Of Grease
Everything I touch turns to shit. Everything.

My face stings from the sewing machine grease.

Theres not much else to say. Words cannot express the depths to which I despise myself and the world around me right now. Although the feeling is strangely placid. I think I've broken into the peaceful realms of 'I haven't eaten and I don't care any more'. Stupid puppies don't get good things.

Look, Nile!
- posted by Washi @ 1:33 pm 0 comments

 
Slangfile

Your Slanguage Profile

Aussie Slang: 75%

British Slang: 75%

Canadian Slang: 50%

Prison Slang: 50%

New England Slang: 25%

Victorian Slang: 25%

Southern Slang: 0%

- posted by Washi @ 12:31 am 0 comments

 
This gap is both irritating and annoying.
Just so you know. I'mma see if I can fix, ja?
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Ze bird, she speaks!
I have no idea why there's such a large gap in the previous post O_O

Okay, very basic update. I ned to do some serious sewing over the next week. I come back here thursday, so I intend to spend thursday night, friday day and the weekend sewing my skinny white arse off. Silly puppy am I.

Also, put in my oder for Too and Bee-a. Too is the one I want spcifically (He's Bran. Took a Selkie to help it clock into place, but he's bran), but bloody Bee-a has started developing a personality against my will. We'll have to see, I guess -_- Still, supremely excited about th whole situation. I know it's gonna be a long wait, but I really can't wait :: sits and quietly buzzes for a while ::

That asside, need to do some more GoC work, get some short comics down on paper (aww, I know - I actually think I'm gonna get offf my but and do something with my life! How cute, concidering precident indicates exactly how unlikely such a course of action really is.)

I wanna go meet Taishou now, but Ri-Chan don't wanna head off just yet.

That is all.
- posted by Washi @ 2:55 pm 0 comments

 
Washi Wants...
-to go to sleep, and sleep peacefully
-to draw more
-to produce some comic pages
-to finish her costume
-to do well at Uni
-to be better with people
-to be happy
-to be confident
-to be able to be unafraid
-to be a better person
-to be a better friend
-to stop being so stupid

and so on and such forth.

Bran was ordered yesterday. Now I just wait.
- posted by Washi @ 12:45 am 0 comments