The Vivacious Lyzzacious D

Fal!! <333 And other random shiz

2007-07-07T01:15:18Z

So I'm finally using Falia again. ^^ Uber excited, yes yes. I love my ho-ish bird lady. And I actually have a reason for why she got exiled from Eloran now! Wootwoot! Muddles helped me, since Eloran is her creation and all that. I've decided that she got exiled for being an athiest, since all of the other Worldmasters are/were EXTREMELY religious. xD Yes, they would actually do that.
It rox. <3

I turned 16 yesterday! :D It was awesome, srsly. ^^
I might be celibrating with my friends once school starts by going out or something, since nobody will be going on vaca. anymore due to school. ^^

HMM...What else to write?
I can't think of anything else! Hee. ^^;;

I may update tomorrow if I remember, but I'm helping prepare for a show tomorrow, sooo~ yeah. :3

PS
It makes me giggle when people are cowards and hide behind the mask of Anon instead of having me guess who's commenting~~~ ;3

so_lyzzacious @ 2007-06-11T16:22:00

2007-06-11T22:16:58Z

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translations n shit (I know the above looks like it's longer, but it really isn't. Just a bunch of rules that need to be followed so that it makes sense and says what I want it to say):

Today was my last day full day of school. I can't believe I actually managed to write a 600 word essay for english in less than half an hour! So much excitement...and procrastination. NOT that I would know what procrastination IS or whatever...hahah.
In other news, I certainly hope that my head doesn't blow up. :O
Not my real head, sillies~! The one I made in ceramics! duh! XD

Anywhos, I wrote this the other day and was particularly proud of it...I think I'll share. ;3

    "You want power? I'll show you fucking power!"
    The angry, almost deperate-seeming screams ripped through all other sounds, the words booming throughout the world.

Ambika Kali, the Goddess of Destruction, had finally cracked. At the same time, however, she had not cracked. In all truths, she'd cracked long, long ago.
    Or was it just the fact that she'd never had any sanity in the first place and had simply been born this way?
    This time had just pushed her to such emotional intensities that any mental barriers she'd placed on herself simply collapsed.
    Cherrywood-colored hair rapidly turned black, gold and crimson highlights sheening brightly against the dark mass. At the same time, crimson eyes turned black as the pupils turned a blood red shade. Pale skin turned black as night, every single crimson marking on her skin shifting, symbols with ever-changing meanings standing out bright red against dark flesh. She was a creature of destruction, of things that caused nightmares, that destroyed homes and wrecked cities.

    So here she stood, face-to-face with the Goddess of War, who, at this moment, was looking quite amused indeed.
    "Dear Ambika Kali, so misguided, so lost...I do not know what my brother told you as a child, but it takes far more than power alone to kill a God. Katreah - Rai - was right, you know, sweety. You will not survive long on your own without others of like prowess to assist you. In this day and age, none of us can. You know it's true." She murmured softly, leaning over to look the young Goddess face-to-face, ignoring the rather draconic appendages that were forming. Obnoxiously bright orange eyes glittered somewhat mischieviously as she drew a finger along the teen's jaw. "My dear, you're not Ambika anymore, are you?"

    "No, Viveca, I am not. Ambika is a mere shell, a vessel, to hold me. She controls but a small amount of my prowess, although she is not aware of it." The wyvern hissed venomously in reply, dark eyes narrowing as she spoke. "I am Enna- the true Goddess of Destruction."
    Viveca raised an eyebrow slightly, almost as if in a questioning manner, before speaking. "And why would Ambika not be the true Goddess of Destruction, mm? Why do you say this?"

    "Simple," Enna laughed sharply, draconic wings twitching slightly. "I have existed just as long as you, Viveca, if not longer. I have existed for as long as there has been existance. As long as there has been death, life, creation, everything. I may not have always had a physical body of my own, but I do not need a body to be."

Hee~~~ I love my little blurby things that I write for my characters n stuff. ^^
I'll probably continue this in another journal. :3

Ponyyyyyyyy

2007-03-25T01:52:30Z

Aaagh
I'm getting sick and tired of owning a horse already.
Shay is just makin' me mad. xP
I blame today for it.

So, he was good for lunging, perfect for my trainer to ride him, perfect while I tacked him up and untacked him.

later, went on a trail ride. while some friends and myself were fooling around on our horses in the outdoor arena until my trainer gave us the OK to go, they did some canter and I decided 'hey, he's been good while cantering just for fun with somewhat-long reins, even though I can't round and collect him in the canter yet, I can just do it for fun,' and he was good for all of thirty seconds, when he thusly decided he'd rather do barrel racing than english. so I got him to slow down and did some simple walk-trot with him, and it was okay.
He was good on the trail ride, but after we turned back he bolted like twenty times. So once we were back at the barn, he was good while I cooled him out. I put him away, put my tack away, and then I had to pull him out AGAIN so I could scrub his legs and wash his (bald) butt. He was good while I did his butt, and I managed to get some scabs off of his leg, and then he started cowkicking.

I held on for a while, but then he got three kicks in a row on my arm, same place.
I stopped. So while I was pulling the curry combs/mitt out of the bucket and wringing the towel out, he suddenly SWUNG his butt to face me and kicked out.
At my head.
Thankfully he was too far away and didn't make contact, but SHIT I was scared.

I put him away and decided then and there that I definately needed a good cry.

after doing grain, I started bringing horses in. That stupid bitch Deelux was being...well...a bitch, and managed to tear one of my knuckles apart, and I didn't realize until I'd beat the shit out of her (not really, but I did put a chain over her nose and yank ALOT, because she was being dangerous- trying to run off with me, running into other stalls when I was in the way), and by then the entire back of my hand had blood on it.

I was still ready to cry.

Thankfully my dad got there right about then, and as soon as I got home, I went up to the bathroom, turned the water on, and laid down on the floor (somehow) on top of a towel and cried.
I still feel crappy tho.
But I know that if I had a horse that I didn't have to work hard for what I want- one that listened to everything I told him and behaved perfectly- I would hate it. I don't hate Shay, I'm just...frustrated, and tired of being a mommy. .__.;

on a slightly happier note, I might decide to make Shay's show name 'Latin Dream,' since the mark on his face is shaped exactly like South America and 'Latino Dream' didn't sound as nice

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2006-12-15T12:39:50Z

Life makes me worry slightly about the future of humanity.

That is all.