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NaNoWriMo: Week 1 COMPLETE!!!4

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 06:29:45 GMT

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

Sun, 01 Nov 2009 00:01:34 GMT

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?

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:07:29 GMT

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...

Thu, 29 Oct 2009 03:32:55 GMT

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

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 00:53:34 GMT

IT MADE ME LOL

CHECK THE ICON, HOS! By skulldog!

Memememeeeeee~

Sat, 24 Oct 2009 14:54:55 GMT

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

Thu, 22 Oct 2009 19:06:42 GMT

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

Sat, 17 Oct 2009 20:11:49 GMT

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

Fri, 16 Oct 2009 19:23:54 GMT

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

Wed, 14 Oct 2009 11:33:07 GMT

moar funny pictures

MY BRAAAAAAAAAAIN

Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:04:32 GMT

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!

Sun, 04 Oct 2009 10:53:35 GMT

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.

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 07:56:20 GMT

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

WOLFY IS A SQUARE

Tue, 29 Sep 2009 09:22:00 GMT

see more Funny Graphs

GITTIN READY FOR OCTOBER

Sun, 27 Sep 2009 05:49:19 GMT

Badges: Maurybat by =Wolfy-T on deviant ART

FURRIES FROM SPACE

Wed, 23 Sep 2009 04:11:29 GMT

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.

Mon, 21 Sep 2009 16:41:06 GMT

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

Sun, 20 Sep 2009 19:23:00 GMT

OOOH CAANADAAAAH

Fri, 18 Sep 2009 03:16:56 GMT

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.

CANDAAAAY

Wed, 16 Sep 2009 04:36:09 GMT

Rat The Unloved: I LUV YEW DOLlAR STOOOOORE.
You say, "DORRAH STO HAS GLOWSTIIICKS"
You say, "and CANDY"
Chanteds: Bah, it's 9:30 xD Why am I tired and non-functional?
Nanowrimo: because I stole your energy
Nanowrimo: We have 2 dollors stores the dollor tree and the 99 cent store, and nothing in that sotre is 99 cents anymore its all at least 1'29
Rat The Unloved: Our dollarstore has GLOWSTSICKS IN CANDY.
Rat The Unloved: IN THE CANDY.
Nemo: Sue for false advertising!
Rat The Unloved: Like lollipops with glowstick sticks, or binkies/pascifiers with glowstick inserts.
Rat The Unloved: andandandand.... glowstick necklace with HYOOGE chunks of candy on it. and and and... GOD I love Dollar General.
Nanowrimo: lol
Rat The Unloved: nd crabby patties. THey have the gummi crabby patties.
Rat The Unloved leaks from several places at once because them is delichumus.
Chanteds: xD
Nanowrimo: this polymer clay smells like ants

Very Special to Me

Mon, 14 Sep 2009 11:44:39 GMT

Hey guys! Wandering around the Internets last night, I tripped over something that's been a part of me since I was four or five years old. As some of you know, when I was five years old, my birth-mother passed away. I remember very little about her beyond the way her make up smelled and kind of how she looked. BUT. Part of our genetics are indeed the same because my mom was a NEEEEEERD.

She adored point-and-click adventures like Monkey Island and Legends of Kyrandia, those old DOS games. She never lived to see CD ROM madness, but I'm pretty sure she'd be a WoW addict if she were alive today. What I'm going to show you is one of the scenes from a game I SPECIFICALLY remember her playing. It's also responsible for starting that slight obsession I have with the theme of transformation in my art and stories.

Fast-forward about 2:00 in.

TUPELO QUEST

Sun, 13 Sep 2009 23:05:24 GMT

SO TODAY ME AND MY FRIEND AND COUSIN WENT TO TUPELO. We got to see 9 (which was lovely!) and ate McDonalds and went to the book store.

And this happened.

Corinth Cinema Fail

Fri, 11 Sep 2009 16:47:18 GMT

Okay. We didn't get Ponyo. 8( It' was a foreign animation and I didn't REALLY expect my little hick town to get it.

But 9? COME THE FUCK ON, CORINTH? You'll play Saw 4843234 and Inglorious Bastards but you won't play 9?

I think this town just hates Tim Burton.

They didn't play Sweeny Todd either.

A glimpse of November...

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 11:06:12 GMT

see more Lolcats and funny pictures

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 16:00:33 GMT

COME TO LEARN!

Hey guys! First off, I wanna thank EVERY ONE OF YOU for such nice birthday wishes! You all make me feel loved and glad that I come to this site ;-;

ONTO BUSINESS.

As some of you know, I've finally settled down into my personal website on googlepages and now I'm filling it out. I've constructed a Frequently Asked Questions page HERE with a couple questions I'm asked the most or feel like folks would wonder upon their first trip into my little gallery of wtf.

Is there anything big that's confusing you or anything you'd like to be more clear? Please avoid little questions like "What color are JW's socks on Wednesday?" and the like.

I've covered on "WHY DO SO MANY PEOPLE HERE LOOK ALIKE?" and a pinch of the mindscape business.

*NOTE: THIS FAQ IS ABOUT MY CREATIVE CRAP LIKE DRAWINGS