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I can't think of anything witty to say about this, except for... it kind of makes sense... in a way. xD
And according to that same site my Blog-Word! is better . More proof that I'm a perfectionist..!
LMAO, me and my sister played around with this for ages once (entering names of different characters from different fandoms, etc.)... some of the results were hilarious! :D Though I wouldn't recommend filling it out if you're not a fan of swear words, just in case.
Other news... Today hasn't been the best of days. It's Mum's birthday tomorrow, so me and my sister have been preparing for that (making cards, etc.) Played on my DS Lite (I'm getting Bleach DS 2nd tomorrow! YAY! ^__^) - progressed to week 2 on The World Ends With You (Joshua's amusing xD).
I could say more, but I'm not really in a talkative mood. I have been in a writing mood, but the muse hasn't been very co-operative. I think I need some time to recharge, so I'll take a break (let the unfinished stories mull around in my subconscious for a bit) until I can just sit down type, and the words flow out relatively freely at least. Argh, but it's so frustrating to want to write when you can't! >_<
I'm sure I will be able to write soon..
I know, it seems that that's all I do, moan about writing. How about something different and random instead?
It was a quiet day. Clouds floated carelessly in the sky, the wind was a faint caress against one's face. A day full of ease and peace.
Hah, almost. One factor defied this, one sole anomaly standing out of the relaxed crowd.
Sheep were supposed to be peaceful, right? Chewing monotonously on a clump of ordinary green grass...
Not this one. Mr. Sheep's fluffy, cotton-ball exterior gave out a sight and air of sweet innocence. Once you looked at Mr. Sheep's expression, though, it was painfully obvious that this was misleading. Sharp, white eyes which shot the cold chill of death into all they looked upon. Gnarled nose. Fanged mouth twisted into a feral, rabid snarl. The description of 'sweet' fled for the grassy hills at the sight of Mr. Sheep, puffy assassin extraordinare. With determined, menacing countenance, it's gaze set on the target in front of it... Mr. Sheep pounced.
The Sheepdog's howl of agony rang throughout the surrounding farmland.
---
The farmer arrived the next day - saw the remnants of an animal on the blood-stained field. Horrific, a tragedy - who could have done such a thing? It was baffling... the location was so remote that, why, only the local wildlife could have witnessed it! The group of sheep stood, innocence plastered over their faces as they mechanically chewed grass.
He should have looked closer, should've seen the sole creature which was nothing but sweet. Mr. Sheep chewed like the rest of them, the oddly dark and furry grass in it's mouth soon being swallowed.
Perhaps the farmer could be forgiven for failing to pick Mr. Sheep out. Mr. Sheep, however, had not failed to pick out him. It stared, gaze set, mouth twisting. Mr. Sheep was still hungry.
Mr. Sheep continued staring. It did not need to do anything --
-- The Farmer blinked as the herd bar one monotonously began to approach him. He did not suspect - sheep were creatures of innocence and naivety, right? Harmless...
He was about to find out differently. Mr. Sheep watched on, cold gaze boring into all it fell upon.
Unlike his fellow creatures, Mr. Sheep was anything but sweet (sadistic was a better description)...
But sheep followed the leader; went with the crowd, did they not?
The Farmer's howl of agony rang throughout the surrounding farmland.
Oookaaaay... I have no idea where that came from. Honest! oO
I'd better end this entry now, anyway. Early start tomorrow (Japanese lesson!)
Byega,
emerald_horizon
And according to that same site my Blog-Word! is better . More proof that I'm a perfectionist..!
LMAO, me and my sister played around with this for ages once (entering names of different characters from different fandoms, etc.)... some of the results were hilarious! :D Though I wouldn't recommend filling it out if you're not a fan of swear words, just in case.
Other news... Today hasn't been the best of days. It's Mum's birthday tomorrow, so me and my sister have been preparing for that (making cards, etc.) Played on my DS Lite (I'm getting Bleach DS 2nd tomorrow! YAY! ^__^) - progressed to week 2 on The World Ends With You (Joshua's amusing xD).
I could say more, but I'm not really in a talkative mood. I have been in a writing mood, but the muse hasn't been very co-operative. I think I need some time to recharge, so I'll take a break (let the unfinished stories mull around in my subconscious for a bit) until I can just sit down type, and the words flow out relatively freely at least. Argh, but it's so frustrating to want to write when you can't! >_<
I'm sure I will be able to write soon..
I know, it seems that that's all I do, moan about writing. How about something different and random instead?
It was a quiet day. Clouds floated carelessly in the sky, the wind was a faint caress against one's face. A day full of ease and peace.
Hah, almost. One factor defied this, one sole anomaly standing out of the relaxed crowd.
Sheep were supposed to be peaceful, right? Chewing monotonously on a clump of ordinary green grass...
Not this one. Mr. Sheep's fluffy, cotton-ball exterior gave out a sight and air of sweet innocence. Once you looked at Mr. Sheep's expression, though, it was painfully obvious that this was misleading. Sharp, white eyes which shot the cold chill of death into all they looked upon. Gnarled nose. Fanged mouth twisted into a feral, rabid snarl. The description of 'sweet' fled for the grassy hills at the sight of Mr. Sheep, puffy assassin extraordinare. With determined, menacing countenance, it's gaze set on the target in front of it... Mr. Sheep pounced.
The Sheepdog's howl of agony rang throughout the surrounding farmland.
---
The farmer arrived the next day - saw the remnants of an animal on the blood-stained field. Horrific, a tragedy - who could have done such a thing? It was baffling... the location was so remote that, why, only the local wildlife could have witnessed it! The group of sheep stood, innocence plastered over their faces as they mechanically chewed grass.
He should have looked closer, should've seen the sole creature which was nothing but sweet. Mr. Sheep chewed like the rest of them, the oddly dark and furry grass in it's mouth soon being swallowed.
Perhaps the farmer could be forgiven for failing to pick Mr. Sheep out. Mr. Sheep, however, had not failed to pick out him. It stared, gaze set, mouth twisting. Mr. Sheep was still hungry.
Mr. Sheep continued staring. It did not need to do anything --
-- The Farmer blinked as the herd bar one monotonously began to approach him. He did not suspect - sheep were creatures of innocence and naivety, right? Harmless...
He was about to find out differently. Mr. Sheep watched on, cold gaze boring into all it fell upon.
Unlike his fellow creatures, Mr. Sheep was anything but sweet (sadistic was a better description)...
But sheep followed the leader; went with the crowd, did they not?
The Farmer's howl of agony rang throughout the surrounding farmland.
Oookaaaay... I have no idea where that came from. Honest! oO
I'd better end this entry now, anyway. Early start tomorrow (Japanese lesson!)
Byega,
emerald_horizon