The other Me

Welcome you are now entering my mind. It's just the edge and a bit distorted, but its still my thoughts. These are more the Oriom side of my personality, so for the world who does not yet know what that means keep a close eye and you might find out.

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Location: Texas, United States

weird Texan jewish kid, who can bother you. . . maybe, I play trombone, and am well me

Monday, February 20, 2006

Vday/1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY

Tomorrow's the year anniversary
this weekend was. . . a lot of things
for one it didn't stop I never really wasn't doing anything and ohh I feel so bad for that tree
I couldn't figure out how to back out the car, and ohh jeeze well I didn't completely run over but yeah that should not have been that difficult back out of jennifer's driveway, what made it a thousand times worse was hearing that her mom refused to have any trees cut down instead they moved them to the front yard, the tree should be ok, but I felt miserable
HAH she likes bowling. . . wait. . . no. . . admit it. . . .please . . . oh fine but you don't dislike it

I was trying to remember last Valentines Day and don't remember much or don't remember much in context with time, cuz I definately know some of the day but the rest I can't remember if it was VDAy or not I guess I could just go back and see.

anyways this VDAY was probably the most miserable one yet, I don't think last years went miserably but I only remember small flashes of it. Like . . . I prolly shouldn't say

And then there was Sunday just a swamp of things, I got to eat dinner and almost left at a decent hour, that 90 thing just throws me off.
stalling. . . heh. . . stalling and procrastination shouldn't. . . laughs to self
ok maybe they should be that similiar but not in that way
so how many people are still reading this I'll never know cuz yall will never post, nor even tell me.

sigh
I wonder if Diedre gets the I'm thinking of you yet
you would think since she cheated and read all those quotes she should know


So I decided on my story the 4 characters have just met up, there going to go one place together then split and so I can do adventures in small groups with them, before giving them there group of 4 also stalling for more stuff before the halfway point in the book cuz I can't do that near the beginning that wouldn't be any fun.

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

Missing. . . Time

Huh. . . so tired, exhausted, and well ready. . .
not for another break neccesarily but just for some time. . . time to just stop . . . time to talk with friends. . . time to go home. . . time to take a breather. . . time to get rid of stress. . . time to calm down. . . time to have fun . . . time to be antisocial. . . time to be social. . . time just to live. But I guess that's a lot of time and not really reasonable but I do miss having time.

I miss friends, Diedre. . . a lot of Diedre, more friends and more Diedre, see I'ld say I miss having money but I really never had it, or never used it when I kind of did. I miss Daniel, as my advisor that seemed to have everything going for him, I miss Brian and Rigo the chamions of wills. I miss Robert, Kevin, Jason, nothing more needs be said. I miss Chris . . . I don't know great friend and somthing about macs, I miss the band, and USY, I miss Diedre and my trombones, yes they are mine I have claimed ownership of them. I miss all the teachers that no longer attend that school, sorry I scared them off for ya'll. I miss laughing with people that new me inside and out. I miss people that new me before I was .. . I guess who I am now. . . not that who I am now is bad, or that those people are different, but they didn't make me who I am now, they weren't there when I was shy, they weren't there when I had no confidence, they weren't there when nobody would give me a second look, they know me as the friendly guy, maybe a bit naive, but really just friendly. They don't know what it took to get me to wave, they don't what it took to make me open, they don't know why I sit in the middle of a table, instead of in the corner like I used to.

It's not fair cuz they never had the chance to know me then, but i miss the people who did know me back then whether it be the John Brown that no one knows, or whether it's Perri the rabbi's daughter, whether it's Amy my fake older sister, or whether my grandpop who had diabetes.
Maybe just my parents or maybe it's my brothers, but I miss them, huh
I'm tired and I've had a lot of time to think about and develop that book
I've come up with the mer evolution
I've found I have 45 novel book pages, which happens to be 9 chapters in the book I compared it too, used 2 chapters in that much space.
I've gotten more insights on Swaedon's past.
More information about the party that brings them back
The map has been spun around
The party that brings them back the necromancer will be named theft in a foreign language, because of his pull of magic and he can even use the gods prayer whether they wish him to or not, one will have the name nothing or opposite, in a seperate foreign language (prolly not foreign languages that really exist) and he is the one that is pretty normal seeming, he's rather quick and very capable with most weapons or in martial arts, and has an aura that counter's and neutralizes magic, what allowed Swaedon to come back, from his trapped state. One is actually a parasitic plant, that's taken over a humanoid body, and has no name in a language it's more of a scent, and it's kind of done like we do tone of voices, because of the way his plant society works. the final one in the group is debatably a demon, but a later and weaker breed after the gods had stopped creating demons to fight their wars and swore to weaker much more easily controlled creatures, but still he's older than all of humanity. He has no name and if must be referred to goes by some form of servant of slave, capable of forming any shape in an instant, and is almost entirely mindless and loyal, to the god he serves, and was sent as the guardian and translator from the god to this renegade group who challenge the mainstream gods.
They also have a new direction and more places and allies to find.
So lets see the character to be covered this time will be Oriom the one of the earth, having no technical magic his element if must be named is the Earth the relations are pretty simple, incredible power, he is slow, but can change, and can readily heal, that one depends more on how you look at it, and his personality all fit his Earth element, although his temper can be a bit fiery. His limits are my source for today, Oriom and the pet demon may seem somewhat similiar both shape shifting one have more intelligence but the other much more effective at shape shifting.
But the servant demon does not hold a normal shape not caring for one, and doesn't use weapons to fight rather just quickly becomes either a blunt club type thing or a sharp point and can jump from foe to foe instantly wiping out large numbers of men, really only stopable with holy charms given by the gods, or the most potent of magic, which is not very effective with his companion around. Oriom on the other hand can't shift fast enough to be a weapon rather he must form one, preferably his favored sword, and is limited in shapes to his non creative imagination, if his powers were given to Swaedon the world might be doomed to his assassin ability if he could sift through gutters, but Oriom would never think to do that, and he also has to keep his head mostly intact for when his brain stops functinoing he becomes relatively useless, his body falls, dead and only his part demon, can keep him alive, but it lacks any intelligence, and has natural tendency to condense with itself so it reattaches itself, it also likes to go back to the last form or a common one. Oriom's lack of imagination greatly hurts his potential but he does tend to think of things when they are needed, but until there is a problem he usually doesn't try to react to it, leaving him a little predictable, but for most that makes little difference with his great strength and ability to get out of just about any hole.
The easiest way to completely destroy him so he does not return is to first, to knock out his brain so he can't attack you, or, wound him through the heart, and keep the weapon there, for as long as that is in place his demon part is frozen, then the gory part of ridding him is burn each small piece of him seperatly, that destroys most demons, especially if you an anti demon amulet in the fire or with the fire. If you burn them together the pieces will lose shape and regroup, and then you have a full demon to deal with but if you burn them seperately then after they lose shape they disintigrate and in Oriom's case his demon returns to his grandfather his body is well obviously toasted. Seems a little grim but those are my thoughts in class, work, sleep, anytime I'm up and can't do anything, or get distracted.
So who read all that . . . prolly no one. . . I wonder how long it will take Diedre to read it.
Oh and Kelvin still needs a better name if anyone has any suggestions.
SO I miss yall have tons of fun
I really mean that