DaNgErOuS iDiOt

I SAVED THE UNIVERSE

2009-11-26T08:10:00Z

I beat Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Darkness!

I HATE DIALGA NOW. A LOT.
AND EVERY OTHER POKEMON ON THAT TOWER LEVEL

Nightrider

2009-11-24T00:05:29Z

Tonight, I went on a night drive! It was dark and I wasn't afraid. I went to a drive-through in town and it's been so long since I went after dark that I forgot how pretty all the lights are.

Random lines from my month of madness

2009-11-23T12:23:50Z

“Well…” He sighed through his nose and used the brick wall behind him to climb to his feet. “Why not? If you aren’t the cutest little cult member I ever did see.”

-JW from He Went to Where
Wordcount: 40,130

THE END IS NEAR!

2009-11-22T01:27:27Z

The end of NaNoWriMo that is! It's been a wild month and the end is in sight! I have the best writing partner in the history of the universe katanisk and she has really kept me going! So have the awesome people who have read what I've written and offered encouragement and commentary.

As of right now, I'm at 36,950 words. I'm past my highest score from 07! I'm happy with my story and my characters. For the first time, I feel like I have my ducks in a row. I know what order I want my books to happen in, and what I want to happen in them for the most part.

I recently went through something of a dark patch where I lost a lot of faith in myself. I was sick often and my grades were going downhill fast. I swear I have the best friends in the world. You guys help me so much! I haven't had a headache all day!

Christmas is coming up! I gotta buy stamps so I can send cards to you guys!

I'm going to open a special December deal soon where you can get a two character smoochy bust shot for cheap! I may also sell kisses from my own characters. (IE: Pay (ammount) for a smooch from a character from the list I will put up. Or even a mystery kiss! You won't know who until you get your sketch.) What do you guys think?

Also, check out this explodingly adorable picture someone on FA did for me!
CLICK ME

DO WANT

2009-11-21T03:45:26Z

I love this so very much. I wonder how their products are. Would anybody buy shirts made by a Wolfy?

EDIT: JUST TO BE CLEAR. Awesome wolf in sunglasses is not mine but I WOULD like to make shirts at some point maybe possibly.

SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT

2009-11-20T17:32:52Z

THAT IS ALL.

NaNoWriMo: Week 1 COMPLETE!!!4

2009-11-08T06:29:45Z

Hooooeeee, Jaydubya! Who's your spontaneously appearing/disappearing ladyfriend you got there!
...nice purse, dude.

I'm not posting my Nano in my journal this year but later I might throw up a paragraph or two.

I hope everybody's having a good November!

A SPOOKY STORY BY WOLFY T. TWISTED

2009-11-01T00:01:34Z

I wrote a story in the spirit of creepypasta just for you! Click if you dare!

     There is a hole that appears at the edge of your bed. Nobody knows where it comes from or where it goes. It looks like a shadow, but it's not.

      For nights, the hole usually goes unnoticed. Eventually, one corner of your bag will sag, caddywampus, into a little pool of black nothing. That's when you usually notice it.

      Your carpet, your tile, whatever your floor is covered in will sink downwards into pitch that no sound or light can reach the bottom of. No, not even that expensive laser pointer you got to piss off teachers with.

      Night after night, it gets bigger. You move things away from the hole but by the time the morning comes, as if by magnetism, items have moved from their rightful places towards the hole.

      And it gets bigger still.

      It's hungry.

      Something compels you to drop a beloved item-- your ring, a picture frame your dead grandmother made herself in the old country, that new ipod nano-- into the hole. And you do.

      For one night, the hole stays the same.

      But it's still hungry.

      For nights and nights, you feed this swelling black shape on your floor. Some things satisfy it, other things it swallows up greedily only to demand more. You're running out of items. Your folks are getting suspicious.

      But it's still hungry.

      Your best friend can't find their wallet.

      The neighbor's cat disappears.

      The little boy down the street that always cuts donuts in your yard with his new bike hasn't been seen for days. His parents are distraught. Your conscience is a violin with only one string and that string far too taut.

      But it's still hungry.

      You sit alone, arms around your knees in the corner of your room. The bed is long gone...the desk. The dresser. The hole has spilled up one side of the wall and the photo of your ball team, your drama club, your parents is warped at the bottom as it's slowly sucked into the hole, liquefied and black. The faces in the photo stare at you accusingly. Why them? There are still neighbor children. There are still elderly people. There are still so many things in the world that could be tossed into the hole to spare you for at least a few more nights.

      Why them?

      Your toes curl over the edge of the cold black pit that's swallowed up your entire room. It's grown since your head dipped that last time. As you peer down into it, a revelation sweeps over you. A sick feeling like wet newspaper fills your stomach. Your teeth feel as if they're being yanked from your head again and again. Gooseflesh covers you.

      You know what it wants.

      The black drippy anti-place yawns towards you and you stand, like a soldier, like a high diver, like a prisoner before a firing squad. You know what it wants, that beloved, cherished thing-- you.

      A foot hovers over nothing and as the last inches of floorspace are eaten away, you spring up, heart in your throat, stomach somewhere in the zipcode of your knees, refusing to let the hole take you on its own. You could have hopped out the door--it's only some odd feet away. It didn't take you. You sacrificed yourself into it.

      Black air whistles around your ears as you plummet towards nothing. Upwards is nothing. To your sides is nothing--not even all the loved things you threw in before are around to break your fall.

      And then, with more force than you would have liked, you fall out of bed. Dull purple light spills in your window as you untangle yourself from the covers and right yourself. The shadows run and hide as morning comes and as the events of the past night, the past week, the past month try and sort themselves in your head, you wonder. Was it all a dream? What day is it really?

      The passage of time can be so convincing in dreams.

      It's then that you notice the cat hair covering your night shirt.

Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

2009-10-31T03:07:29Z

I'm making a page on my website about my fursona and where it came from and ran across this random start of a story, written on a sheet of notebook paper with no explanation or drawings:

Boop stepped out of the palace and scowled at the morning sun. it was almost coronation day and he had ten brothers and sisters to bump off.

and that was it.

Hello, Georgie...

2009-10-29T03:32:55Z

So katanisk bullied me into digging out my dad's old copy of It by Stephen King. As you can see from the picture it's either very loved or nobody's loved it for years and years. I'm only on page 35 but so far it's holding my attention!

And we'll awl float own....OH MY JESUS CLOWNS WHY

2009-10-28T00:53:34Z

IT MADE ME LOL

CHECK THE ICON, HOS! By skulldog!

Memememeeeeee~

2009-10-24T14:54:55Z

VICIOUSLY stolen from bootheel .

Ask me either a broad question (i.e 'what is the meaning behind this picture?', 'who is your cruelest character?', 'what story is this character from?', 'what is the worst/best thing that happens in your story?') or a specific question/request ('what does ___ come from?', 'why is ___ like that?') and I will answer you. Or you can ask meta- questions like 'what was the inspiration for creating ____?'"

The Slender Man Commeth

2009-10-22T19:06:42Z

Oh Jeezus, my friend tigglespits introduced me to this THING called Marble Hornets. It's an ARG or (alternate reality game). This is something I had never heard of before. I did some research and found that LOTS of people do stuff like this. If you've never heard of it before, it's a sort of RPG where YOU are the character. There is a mystery or a puzzle set up by people and clues are given through video or sound or pictures. Then it's YOUR job to find hidden links and untangle codes.

ITS PRETTY DARN COOL.

So what is Marble Hornets? Well. If you're interested and want to play along (you don't actually have to do anything but watch videos and go 8U OOOOOH), follow the (ONLY SLIGHTLY SPOILERY) cut below. And remember-- the Slender Man knows you're thinking about him.

So there's this guy named J. His friend Alex was trying to make a movie with some school friends. He was the director. Things were fine at first, but then Alex started acting weird. He grew irritable. The movie was abandoned. Before he moved away, J asked Alex for the tapes. He eventually handed them over but did so with a single insturction.

"Burn them."

J ignored this and let them sit in the back of his closet for three years. Nobody had seen Alex sense. One day, J decides to watch the tapes to see why the movie process fell appart.

The Youtube account "MarbleHornets" is J's place to upload his findings.

The tapes were unnumbered and unlabled. Most of it was raw movie footage with laughter and outtakes but then he found something else--something creepy. Some of the audio was warped. Some of it was even missing. The image grows unclear in places. But there's one thing almost all of the videos have in common:

Somebody or something is following Alex.

INVESTIGATE?
Y/N

Play along! <- forum

Good luck!

Where the Wild Things Is

2009-10-17T20:11:49Z

So I went to see that film for the second time in a row and it's STILL full of adorable. I was impressed with this movie. I thought the way they did the monsters made them goooorgious.

I'm so tired though.

OKTOBAH

2009-10-16T19:23:54Z

HAPPY PUMPKIN IS HAPPY! And really really small. It was hard to get my hand in there. I hope you guys are having a good month!

GOIN' THERE TO DAY

2009-10-14T11:33:07Z

moar funny pictures

MY BRAAAAAAAAAAIN

2009-10-13T21:04:32Z

Nemo: y1 - y = m(x1 - x)
Nemo: I remember this stuff, but have no clue what it means.
Chanted: Nemo, what you do in your own home is up to you
Nemo thinks it's just a conspiracy by the algebra people to program codes into people's heads.
Lord Simon: brb
Chanted: But don't bring your filthy math here, where we can see it >8(

Fire! HELL fire!

2009-10-04T10:53:35Z

OKAY. SO. Kit just showed me Disney's The Hunchback of NotreDam for the first time ever.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME FOR NOT SEEING THIS FILM GROWING UP?

DISNEY HAD BALLS. SUCH BALLS DID DISNEY HAVE.
Such colorful, exciting, fearless globes of inspiration!

All gone.

All gone.

Now all we have is fucking Hanna Montana.

I was a fool to ignore this movie because it didn't feature talking animals/ I thought the gargoyles were stupid looking back then. I am rattled to the bone. I am SO ready for November!

Riiiiiight.

2009-10-02T07:56:20Z

MAURICE DOES NOT BELIEVE WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY.
I AM SORRY.

WOLFY IS A SQUARE

2009-09-29T09:22:00Z

see more Funny Graphs

GITTIN READY FOR OCTOBER

2009-09-27T05:49:19Z

Badges: Maurybat by =Wolfy-T on deviant ART

FURRIES FROM SPACE

2009-09-23T04:11:29Z

SO. THIS WEEKEND, KATHIE AND I MET SOME FURRIES FROM ~~THE INTERNET~~ OUTER SPACE!

...WE HAD A BLAST! I was poking around on Pounced.org and found a rabbit that lived near my area. I followed the link to her FA and chatted a little bit. She suggested we met in the middle between where she and her mate lived and where Kathie and I lived. We decided on Tupelo Mall.

AND IT WAS WRITTEN.

It took us a while but we finally ran into each other-- we all wore our badges. Mitsu (the rabbit) and Bourbon (her fox) are such wonderful, sweet people! We did dorky stuff like ride the merry-go-round (I OWE YOU A DOLLAR, BOURBON, DON'T LET ME FORGET!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i-_XlE916Lo
(for some reason embedded videos weren't working)

[THERE IS NO BUNNY/FOX IN THIS VIDEO BECAUSE THEY WERE ON THE OTHER SIDE]

Then we wandered around in Hot Topic for hooours and discovered...TINY HATS.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1XXrCAAGjQg
(for some reason embedded videos weren't working)

I hope we get to see them again! It's a shame that it was so late in the day so we didn't get to hang out for very long. ;-; Also I suck at finding the fabric store. IM SO SORRY GUYS.

GPS > Wolfy.

Also today the internet was off for most of it SO I SLEPT. I had some pretty epic dreams about Maurice and a phoenix.

My next speech is coming up! I think I'm going to demonstrate how to draw something using construction lines. I'm too cheap to buy transparencies for the overhead projector so I'm just gonna make some ghetto ones out of some of those plastic sheet protectors.

Wish me luck! Also, I might youtube my first speech about Europe. I just have to figure out how to get it off the DVD.

I AM THE NIGHT.

2009-09-21T16:41:06Z

Hakoge lights the Wolfy-Signal!
Kashira: ... What would a Wolfy Signal look like? xD
You say, "A big M"
Hakoge: xD!!
You say, "For McDonalds"
You say, "if you turn it upside down, it makes a W"
You say, "IT WORKS"
Kashira: Hahaha XD
Hakoge: xD YEEEESSS.

Rainy Rainy Day

2009-09-20T19:23:00Z

OOOH CAANADAAAAH

2009-09-18T03:16:56Z

Chanted has two heads. ... All Canadians do.
Teln Jade wasnt aware.
Chanted: It's okay Teln. It's a common misconception.
Chanted: They use complex camera angles to disguise it in the news.