Stories and Other Random Amusements...

*pokes the old and defunct live journal*

Huh...this is very dead and tumbleweedy...

*watches as the mice who took over tame crickets as pets*

Hmmm...well, I've move somewhere else now:

kakuloo.blogspot.com

toodles!

Here I am, making another effort, (You'll notice that it's closer now!) Well, I will anyway. I've recently noticed that my life is a lot like a soap opera. So much teen angst...I feel a little left out because I don't seem to be getting any of that stress...lol! ^___^

On a more interesting note I'm going to my Aunt's wedding this weekend! She's a very cool Aunt, and she's marrying a peachy keen guy! I can't wait! ( I also get to miss a day of school!)*blink* I just used an exclamation point to end my last three sentences. O.o

Perhaps I'll relate dreams in the morning...if I have time. Anyway, I'm bored now so I believe I will stop writing.


Go Speed Racer, Go!

Harry Potter is that way too...

Check out this website if anyone actually checks my journal out!

www.weebls-stuff.com

Funny, I like "Badgers" and "Kenya" the best. "The Everyday Adventures of Weebl and sometimes weebls friend bob" are pretty fun too...

I'm not very good at this Journal thing. I guess I keep thinking, "Who's going to read it? Just me? That's kinda stupid." Oh well. It's a little like talking to yourself, but having your conversations recorded. I hope that writing to yourself is not considered a sign of insanity like talking to yourself is! ^___^ Heh. So...it's summer. Lots of good stuff happening. Mowing the lawn, hanging with friends, trying to get a job. I am also reading a great deal of books. Simple ones. But good ones. A lot are by Tamora Pierce, some by Anne McCaffery (My favorite author!) I'm basically trying to see what makes a good story good. So far I have found good stories have a main character that people can relate to. My favorite books have heroines (& sometimes heroes) that are somehow the underdog (Whether orphaned, misunderstood, or just plain weak) and are discovered to be extraordinary. Basic plot goes like this: Main Character(s) are found in whatever pit or bad situation they are in by a mentor, or someone trustworthy. They are taken somewhere to learn about their newfound power or usefulness. After they have just begun to harness their ability, a disaster of some sort strikes, and their power is somehow instrumental to defeating the enemy/problem. This leaves them weak, usually in some sort of hospital/caretaker environment. They learn that they did not quite defeat all of it (Or if they did they learn that the enemy was really not all that bad) and have to conclude. Then the end is either left open for continuation in a series or concluded satisfactorily. That's enough for now. I have got a Dragon story brewing in my mind. I will get it on here when I think of the rest of it.

Hahaha, this thing's old...I might as well start writing in it again, I'm not sure how long it'll take me to be creatie again though so I'll put up fun links... http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/fl… - a really cute & funny flash movie made by a Korean guy...Evil bunny....O.o' I joined a pet site...

It's really pretty cool...

Original Text

One day a young swan went for a swim in his local pond. He was special, as he was the only white swan on the lake. All the other swans were black and rather ugly. Our swan, let us call him Bernard, was vain. He was so vain, in fact, that the other swans would get mad at him and beat him up whenever he tried to join their flock, so Bernard just stayed away from them. Bernard was sad and lonely, but he would not change his ways. So Bernard continued in this sad way until a fish called to him. "Bernard!" it said softly, "Bernard! Do you want to have friends?" Bernard was surprised, but answered back, "Yes! More than anything in the world!" The fish chuckled and told him, "Bernard, if you want friends, fly south. For each day that you fly south you will gain one friend, but try to be courteous to each one, for if you offend any of them, they will become your enemy."

So Bernard took the fish's advice and started to fly south. On the first day he met up with a mallard, it was caught in a trap, so Bernard flew down to help him. "Don't worry, I know how to get you out of there!" Bernard said helpfully. "Oh thank you! I've been stuck for almost a day and I was worried that the hunter would get me!" After Bernard got the Mallard out of the trap the mallard bowed and said, "I am Ferdinand, and I am forever grateful. You are a true friend." Bernard beamed and didn't even mention the mallard's ugly green head feathers. On the second day a fierce wind came up, Bernard and Ferdinand were flying along and came across a little thrush, beating her wings desperately against the wind but getting tossed about despite her efforts. Bernard and Ferdinand went immediately to her assistance, helping her down into the shelter of some trees, "Thanks. That wind was more than I could handle! By the way, my name is Cecilia."

Bernard was growing happier and happier with is new friends, not even minding that his feathers were messy. On the third day Ferdinand, Cecilia and Bernard found a beautiful pond, with a forest surrounding it. In the pond was a heron. The heron looked up at them and raised a wing in greeting. The three glided down to the old bird and exchanged greetings. "They call me Grandfather Ardon, what are your names young ones?" the old bird said gracefully. "I'm Bernard, and this is Ferdinand, and Cecilia. Your pond is very beautiful, we would be honored if you would let us live here." Grandfather Ardon laughed out loud and welcomed the strange flock to his home. The four friends lived happily together, having adventures and listening to Grandfather Ardon tell tales of lands far away.

Spanish Trans.

Un día que un cisne joven fue para un nada en su charca local. El era especial, cuando él era el único cisne blanco en el lago. Todos los otros cisnes eran negros y más bien feos. Nuestro cisne, le llamemos Bernard, era vano. El era tan vano, de hecho, que los otros cisnes obtendrían loco en él y lo golpea arriba cuando él trató de unir su se congrega, así que Bernard se ausentó apenas de ellos. Bernard estaba triste y solitario, pero él no cambiaría sus maneras. Tan Bernard continuó en esta manera triste hasta que un pez llamara a él. ¡ "Bernard!" dijo suavemente, "Bernard! ¿Quiere usted tener amigos?" ¡Bernard se sorprendió, pero fue contestado vack, "Sí! ¡Más que algo en el mundo!" El pez reído entre dientes y lo dijo, "Bernard, si usted quiere a amigos, la mosca al sur. Por cada día que usted vuela el sur usted ganará a un amigo, pero la prueba para ser cortesa a cada uno, para si usted ofende cualquiera de ellos, ellos llegarán a ser su enemigo."

Así que Bernard tomó el consejo de pez y comenzó a volar al sur. En el primer día que él reunió arriba con un lavanco, se agarró en una trampa, así que Bernard voló para ayudarlo hacia abajo. ¡ "No preocupa, sé para cómo obtenerlo fuera de allí!" Bernard dijo útilmente. ¡ "Ah gracias! ¡He sido atascado por casi un día y yo estaban preocupado que el cazador me obtendría!" Después que Bernard obtuvo el Lavanco fuera de la trampa el lavanco inclinó y dijo, "soy Fernando, y yo están para siempre agradecidos. Usted es un amigo verdadero." Bernard emitido e hizo no aún la mención las plumas verdes feas de cabeza de lavanco. En el segundo día que un viento violento subió, Bernard y Fernando volaban por y se encontró con un tordo pequeño, golpeando las alas desesperadamente contra el viento pero que obtiene tirado acerca de a pesar de sus esfuerzos. Bernard y Fernando fueron immeadiately a su ayuda, ayudándole hacia abajo en el refugio de algunos árboles, "Gracias. ¡Eso enrolla era más que podría manejar! Por la manera, mi nombre es Cecilia."

Bernard crecía más feliz y más feliz con es amigos nuevos, no aún tener incoveniente en que sus plumas eran desordenadas. En el tercer día Fernando, Cecilia y Bernard fundan una charca hermosa, con un bosque que rodea. En la charca era una garza. La garza buscó en ellos y levantó un ala en el saludo. El tres deslizado hacia abajo al pájaro viejo y cambió saludos. "Ellos me llaman Abuelo Ardon, qué es sus jovenes de nombres?" el pájaro viejo dijo elegantemente. "Soy Bernard, y esto son Fernando, y Cecilia. Su charca es muy hermosa, seríamos honorados si usted vivamos aquí." El abuelo Ardon rió fuera fuerte y dio la bienvenida el extraño se congrega a su hogar. Los cuatro amigos vivieron felizmente junto, Abuelo de aventuras y escuchar Ardon que tiene dice cuentos de tierras muy lejos.

English Trans.

A day that a young swan went for a nothing in its local pond. The was special, when he was the white only swan in the lake. All the other swans were black and quite uglier. Our swan, we call it Bernard, was vain. The it was so vain, in fact, that the other swans would obtain lunatic in it and strikes him up when he tried to unite his congregates, so Bernard stayed away barely of them. Bernard was sad and solitary, but he would not change his ways. So Bernard he continued in this sad way until a fish called him. "Bernard!" he said smoothly, "Bernard! Wants you to have friends?" Bernard was surprised, but was answered back, "Yes! More than something in the world!" The fish laughed among teeth and said him, "Bernard, if you want friends, then fly south. By each day that you fly the south you will gain a friend, but then to be courteous test to each one, for if you offend any of them, they will come they to be their enemy."

So Bernard took the counsel of fish and began to fly south. In the first day that he met up with a lavanco, he got himself in a trap, so Bernard flew to help it downward. "Does not it worry, I know to how obtain it out of there!" Bernard said usefully. "Oh thanks! I have been stalled for almost a day and I they were worried that the hunter would obtain myself!" After Bernard obtained the Lavanco out of the trap the lavanco inclined and he said, "I am Fernando, and I are for always you thanked. You are a true friend." Bernard emitted and did not still the mention the green feathers of head of lavanco. In the second day that a violent wind rose, Bernard and Fernando they flew for and was found with a tordo small, striking the wings desperately against the wind but that obtains thrown about in spite of its efforts. Bernard and Fernando they were immediately to their aid, helping her down ward in the refuge of some trees, "Thanks. That it rolls up was more than would be able to handle! By the way, my name is Cecilia."

Bernard grew happier and happier with is new friends, not still to have inconvenient in which its feathers were disorderly. In the third day Fernando, Cecilia and Bernard found a beautiful pond, with a forest that surrounds. In the pond was a heron. The heron sought in them and raised a wing in the greeting. The three slid downward al old bird and changed greetings. "They call me Grandfather Ardon, what is its youths of names?" the old bird said elegantly. "I am Bernard, and this are Fernando, and Cecilia. Its pond is very beautiful, we would be honored if you we live here." The grandfather Ardon laughed went strong and welcomed the strange one congregates to its home. The four friends lived happily together, Grandfather of adventures and to listen Ardon that has says stories of lands very far away.

Tay Kanth's Adventures
Chapter 1

In Celedon City, people and trainers are moving around. Tay Kanth is walking with her pokemon heading out of the city when a shadow is cast. People and trainers look up and see Moltres flying by. They are shocked and excited. Questions are asked with no answers. Team Rocket is also in the city, Carrie and Curtis. They too see Moltres. "After it!" Carrie shouts. The two rockets follow in the same general direction, knocking Tay off her feet in their hurry....

Tay gets to her feet as the two rocket members run after the Moltres. She starts off after them. She called back to her little eevee, "Come on Sage! We are gonna teach those troublemakers a lesson on courtesy!" she ran off, the eevee close at her heels. They ran through crowds of people and Tay was careful not to bump anyone as she dodged through the hustle and bustle. They ran through the market place and a shopkeeper threw her a piece of fruit as she ran by. "Thanks Randy!" she called to him but her voice was lost in the crowd. The rocket members jogged into the forest and, as she caught up with the rocket members, she remembered how she had met Sage.

Tay had been all alone in the woods and it was rapidly becoming dark. She heard noises and suddenly a large Raticate had come at her. She had called for help but no one was there. Then an eevee came bounding through the bushes and attacked the raticate. The raticate had run off with a broken tooth and she and Sage had been friends ever since. She shook her head and saw the rocket members panting for breath. Her eevee came up next to her and sat down refreshed from the exercise. Tay listened to the rocket members talking.

"Crud! Now we have to wait for it to show up again! We are probably going to have to wait all night before it comes out of it's den again!" Complained Curtis.

"Oh be quiet and quit whining! Giovanni will be really happy if we get this for him! Especially since he needs it for...(whisper)..." scolded Carrie ending the sentence so low that Tay couldn't hear.

So, Tay thought that's their hurry. Well we'll see to it that they don't get away with it!

Ok, ok, so this place has sort of gone to seed...I'll start trying...So, um, I have a test tomorrow...Spanish. it should be easy, if I study...I should also do my homework. Gosh, I'm so stupidly lazy...WHY?! I know what one of my three wishes would be...NATURAL WORK ETHIC!!! I want to learn how to WANT TO WORK! It isn't that hard, but here I am...sitting here writing this stupid journal that noone will ever see or read... i feel unloved...:(

During the beginning, when all the animals were picking out their fur and feathers, everyone scrambled to get good covering. Wolf was in there with the rest of the animals, he got a wonderful coat of fur, it was a beautiful creamy yellow-orange with dark spots covering it, and he was proud and strutted about with his lovely coat. He was bragging to his friend, Coyote, about it in his dull voice, which all animals had, while all the other animals were walking or flying off with their coats. �Yes, everyone else is going home disappointed because I got the most beautiful of coats there is!� Wolf boasted. Coyote rolled his eyes at Wolf and sat there waiting patiently until Wolf was done ranting and raving.

Behind Wolf stood Leopard, Leopard had a coat of sleek shiny fur but did not like it. He was greedy and wanted Wolf�s fur instead. So Panther asked Fox, the cunning trickster, to help him. �Fox, if you help me I will make sure you get the most wonderful of voices when the time comes. You will sing with the best of them!� Fox quickly agreed and devised a plan to make Wolf take off his coat. Fox started to dig next to a path and soon he hit a underground stream, it filled his hole with water quickly. The surface looked like any normal pond but underneath was a raging whirlpool, Fox was soon caught and Leopard had to save him. They both snickered as they padded down the path to wait for unsuspecting Wolf.

The next day later Wolf was walking down a path trying to hum in his dull voice but failing miserably, he did not mind for soon he would have a voice as well. He came across a pond and said to himself, �It is so hot out, and the water looks so inviting! I think I�ll go for a swim.� Wolf wiggled out of his coat to keep it from getting ruined, as the paints from its creation were not quite dry yet. He set it on a rock while he dove into the water. Immediately Leopard and Fox jumped out and grabbed Wolf�s wonderful coat, replacing it with Leopards second hand coat.

Wolf was caught in the whirlpool and could not get out to stop them. Coyote came along and saw Wolf�s plight, he helped Wolf out and said, �Hurry Wolf! The voices are about to be given out! We mustn�t be late!� The two friends hurried but, alas, they arrived as all the animals were leaving with their new voices. Wolf and Coyote ran to the pile but found only harsh sounds left with a few weak whimpers. They did their best to put together decent voices and walked away ashamed.

As they left Leopard and Fox were arguing over their voices. �You said you would give me the best voice!� Fox yelped at Leopard, �Instead you�ve left me with a few meager yaps!�

Leopard growled deeply and laughed at Fox, �Weakling, did you think I was going to give you what I could so easily have? I�ve only got one sound left to add to my voice so stand back!� With that, Leopard lifted the beautiful haunting howl to his lips but before he could swallow it Fox leaped and batted it away from him. The howl bounced between Coyote and Wolf, they looked at each other and cut it neatly in half, each eating one part so that they could both howl.

Leopard roared at Fox who yelped in fear and ran as far as he could from him. Then in anger at Leopard for stealing his beautiful coat Wolf bounded over and howled with all his might, the haunting sound reverberated through out the lands and every animal stopped and cowered at the sound. Leopard�s eyes widened and he ran from Wolf, fearing for his life. Wolf and Coyote congratulated each other on their accomplishments and went their separate ways. This hurt their souls deeply as they were friends from puppyhood. From then on, every night at moon rise they both howled with all their might to the memory of each other.

Once upon a time there lived a knight in shining armor. His name was Knight. Knight was never very remarkable. He had no special features on his face; he wasn�t stronger or weaker than anybody else. But for some reason when he was a squire neither teachers nor students paid any attention to him. His given name was Dayan but no one could remember it so they called him by his surname, Knight. When Galahad did a particularly good thrust with his sword, everyone congratulated him, but Knight would do a similar one and no one would even notice. Despite all this he had great success through Knight School, and he followed the code of chivalry in everything he did.

He went through vigorous training just like all the other knights, but they all had horses and a lady. Our poor knight had neither of those. The problem was that he never could get anywhere to save someone or some village because he had no horse. He had to walk, so he was always too late.

�Why am I the only one who doesn�t have a horse? I could be the
greatest knight in the whole of Europe if only I had a set of hoofs, (leather exterior, 1 horse power)� thought the knight to himself one day, �But no one wants to sell a knight a mount if he hasn�t done anything spectacular. I need only to slay a dragon or defeat a sorcerer.�

The poor knight traveled the land for days chasing each opportunity, but always arrived a minute too late. One day, as he stumbled into a shabby town, he noticed that it was awfully rundown and looked deserted. Knight had just traveled through thirty miles of marshland and was incredibly tired.

�Great. Just my luck. I�ve come into the one ghost town in this forsaken land,� the poor knight mumbled.

He heard a feeble noise and saw a slight movement out of the corner of his eye. A young boy, no more than ten years of age, had hidden in a neglected bakery. The boy came out and started rushing towards the knight with open arms. With a flying leap the small boy landed on the knight, hugging him and crying tears of happiness. Knight was too tired to brace himself against the small body and was thrown to the ground unconscious.

�Come out, come out everyone! A knight has come! We are saved!� The joyful call of the boy rang throughout the town and slowly, one by one, the townspeople came out to see this knight with their own eyes, hardly believing their luck. Knight was picked up by the townspeople and brought inside. The mayor ordered that food and drink be fetched.

�Rise and shine sleepy head! We�ve food and drink for you so please do get up!� The knight woke to the sweet voice of a beautiful lady.

�What? Are you an angel, am I dead?!� Knight sat up suddenly gasping in fear for his life.

The lady laughed and shoved pastries, meaty goods and wine into his hands, �Silly, are you not here to defeat the dragon that has been terrorizing us? We would be ever so grateful if you did. We would give you your heart�s desire, and I�d give you my hand in marriage. You are going to need all your strength to defeat it though. Eat.�

�My heart�s desire?� Knight sputtered through a mouthful of meatroll, �That would be a faithful steed to see me through battles. I shall defeat this dragon of yours.�

The mayor�s daughter, for that is who she turned out to be, told Knight the tale of the dragon. �A while back this town was prosperous and well known, but we wanted more and more. Soon we became so greedy we sought after the sorcerer Croissant to grant us wealth. The sorcerer said no, but we persisted and he became angry. He summoned a dragon to torment us and so it has been ever since. Many knights have come and tried to slay the monster, but each was dispatched quickly by the fearsome she-dragon. The sorcerer had given us a way out though, if one knight could stop the dragon we would be returned to our previous prosperity, but only with the labor of our own sweat.�

The knight saw this as his chance for victory. He set out as soon as he had regained his stamina. As he marched up the hill to the dragon�s cave, he wondered if it was really worth risking his life for these greedy people. Then he remembered the looks of intense regret on their faces and realized that they had learned their lesson. Knight reached the cave and called out the dragon. He waited and waited, but the dragon did not come out. He charged in and found that the dragon was not there. As he came out he looked towards the town and saw that it was under attack. The dragon had slipped by him by going down the other side of the hill.

Knight ran clanking down the hill, sword in hand, and reached the dragon as it was picking up the mayor�s daughter and preparing to eat her. �Stop fiend! Put down Lady Eclaire and face me!� He yelled as he brought his sword down on the dragon�s thick, soft hide. The dragon felt the blow even though it did no damage. It dropped Eclaire and turned towards Knight, breathing flame. It picked up Knight with one of its mighty claws and brought him up to her mouth. The dragon opened its maw in a devious grin, and her forked tongue shot out and--licked Knight. She put Knight down in the square lovingly and started nuzzling him. Astonished, Knight realized that the dragon would do him no harm and that she was only a cream puff. He sent her back to the hill to wait for him.

�I have tamed your dragon, she is no longer a threat to your village,� announced Knight.

The townspeople rejoiced and had a banquet to celebrate. Halfway through, rumor went around suggesting that the knight hadn�t really done anything. The dragon would have stopped anyway. Knight just happened to be in the right place at the right time. The next day when he stopped by the stables to receive his new mount, they would not let him have one, denying that they had ever made that promise. When he asked Eclaire what was happening she said that he was to go on his way and that the dragon was to go with him.

�What about our marriage?� asked Knight �When shall I come back for you?�

�Never. I can�t have that beast ruining our--I mean my house. Can you imagine the burn marks?� retorted Eclaire, �Besides what would other towns think of me if I married you? Now run along.�

�But, hon��

�No buts.�

�Oh crumbs!�

So Knight dejectedly went and got the dragon and they started off. At least I�ve one friend, thought Knight. The townspeople threw breadsticks and scones and day old rolls from the bakery at the dragon and Knight as they left. This continued until the dragon could not stand it any longer. She turned and incinerated the town leaving the townspeople with nothing but a pile of soot. �Harsh words may wound my pride but breadsticks and scones and day old rolls will never hurt me.

As the dragon and the knight continued she saw that the knight was still unhappy about not getting a horse, he still had to walk. The dragon lowered her forearm so that he could climb up on her back just below the neck ridge. Knight, being the good person that he was, had not even considered riding her and was at a loss until he understood he was to climb up on her neck. He scrambled up and she leaped up into the air. The two of them flew off to do more good deeds. Even though Knight knew he�d never get any recognition for any of them, he still followed the code of chivalry.