Walking around in daylight and the new story. (cornchips) (deleted cornchips title)

I was just going to write a short post.

I lied to myself (something I do a lot, actually, its a bad habit T_T), I think. I guess we'll find out.

It is thursday. 2:21AM, no daylight to be seen, yet here I sit in a glow
here I am; moping around
There was snow, now there's not; just a hail from below
fields in the gather'd cats

This won't be posted for several more hours so I'm allowed to rant, delete, rant again, delete, leave, come back, rant some more, back space for several hours, re-write, decide to go in a different direction, decide on a new title, go in a new direction keeping the old but unrelated title, come up with a whacky title relating to cornchips (just added cornchips to the title), delete cornchips from the title (just deleted cornchips from the title), place cornchips and deleted cornchips in the title, walk away again, review all the nonesense i've written, decided its good, going away again, fell asleep but still typing(!), woke up, re-reviewed my review of what I've written and decided its not good enough, deleted -everything-, just kidding its still there,  write a new rant, read a book, go to lia's blog to listen to a song, come back and realize I haven't typed anything constructive, and finally given this my stamp of approval. Moving on.

So monday (I think monday) I decided to write down a first chapter of a one chapter story in a series of single chapter shorts.In my world, this means you'll be seeing The Wooden Car ch. 2 next monday. I should amend my blog to reflect this schedule change, but I won't.

Its less of a story than a dream diary with some changes made to hide a lot of my personal life but still give you all the interesting parts. Its really neat when you dream about your own life sometimes, but it never really works out how your dreams seem to want it to go (for instance, when I'm sleepy, i'm not that graceful, but its nice to think I am =D). In some way, I may have done something in this post that I don't like doing (killing the magic), but the story doesn't really hide itself in reality the same way my other did.

Anyway, I honestly don't care if you guys like the story, but I hope it's enjoyable enough that I'm typing at nobody. Until next week: take care ^^

See ya.


The Game. Chapter 1

It's probably strange. How I'm writing so much -_- Yet at the same time, here I am. Desperately clinging to the only thing I have ever had.




Yet Luna slept away covered in emerald blankets. She heard the knocking and the tiny footsteps traveling down the staircase. It was an unusual day for her sister to get the door. While Luna's room was furthest, all the access points gave her the most clear noise indication that something was happening in the house.



The door swung open. Behind Luna, through the window, the sound of two cats meowing to be let in could be heard. "Where's Luna?!" Yelled a male voice from downstairs. "I'll go get her..." Her sister's voice, though lighter, could also be heard from downstairs.



The cats were now scratching at the back door. The man downstairs paced back and fourth almost angrily. Over all this Luna still heard the quiet footsteps of her sister jogging up the stairs, past her room and the closet, and finally resting right in front of her door.

The door swung upon. Luna stood there in her pajamas as her sister looked like she were about to knock. "I'm up," she whispered and marched slowly past her sister. Her home was a two story with plain white interior. With a smile she gracefully moved across the hallway, down the stairs, and into the entrance area. 

"You have my game!" The man yelled as Luna walked past him to the back door. Before she finished sliding it open the cats squeezed through, ran past her, and darted to the food bowl.

"What game?" She asked as she moved back up the stairs.

"Fourty-nine!" He yelled. "You--you don't remember?! You have it?" 

"I don't remember having such a game. If I find it I will let you know." She knew she didn't have the game. She would genuinely look for it, but that a game by that name existed she knew perfectly well it was false. The man didn't appear anywhere in her past either.

"Thank you..." He was disappointed, but he left. The door shut at the same time Luna's did.

Her room was white as well, contrasted by her sister's pink, but the walls were filled by video game posters and chinese culture posters. In the corner away from her door her computer rested on a black corner desk.

She opened up a search engine and typed in the games name. As she suspected. Nothing related to what she wanted popped up. She went to videos and looked around. Nothing. There were no images, webpages, encyclopedia, wiki, videos, or sounds related to the game.

Except a small sound file. Fourty-Nine theme.





Her cat's attempts to enter her room followed the same rhythm as the song. From start to finish. After the song ended her cat's normal attempt patterns returned.

"I must be asleep still." Luna thought. She lifted her blinds slightly to be flashed by the orange glow of the sunset. A crowd of cats gathered in the middle of the road behind her. Fifty of them at least.

After closing her blinds she got up and laid in bed. After pulling the covers over her head she passed into her dreamland.


Free Realms! ...and other stuff, I guess.

Hello! As everyone in CB knows, yesterday the Free Realms NDA was listed, so I can talk about -everything-. Consequently, I intend on it. Just as a warning to people who don't play games and happen to read my blog, this won't interest you at all unless you like colourful artwork. If you want to skip past this, there's a line below to the important part ^^

For those of you who don't know what free realms is, its a sort-of free mmo (sort-of free, as in, you can do a -lot- on a free membership, but to access all the features you need to have a paid account or use the cash shop). Its specifically designed for children, but has a much broader appeal to adults  and teenagers as well. As far as I'm aware there really isn't much story involved.

The vast majority of the game is designed for just hanging around with friends rather than actually doing stuff. At the same time, however, there are a ton of minigames just laying around (the first three you see are combat, fruit/veggie harvesting, and cooking). There are quests which help get you started on, or help leveling up, certain jobs (which you pick up via quests or talking to certain people).

This is the job screen. There are two pages, i'm not posting both. My currently equipped job is from the second screen though (pet trainer).

A better look at the pet trainer outfit without the interface. After this, I switched to the card duelist outfit (not only because I think it looks better, but because I think the pet trainer outfit looks funny where I go from there).

Because it is a beta, you still get the sense that things are under construction. While the core game is actually relatively bugless (there are still some, some very important ones actually), there are a lot of areas that you can't access. Because the game is open world and there are no zone lines (loading screens between areas) they did have a clever way of showing that things were blocked...

Thought it'd be an interesting thing to show for people who've never experienced this sort of thing. They have opened up areas within the time i've been in beta, so they are making progress, and on the atlas there is room for the world to grow in a runescape-like fashion. Its also worth noting that the world size you can use now is the same as the current free area in runescape.

Though it took a while to find a good place to take a screenshot, when you're walking up to briarwood you're treated to a very nice view of  a hedge maze. Briarwood is probably itself one of the cooler places to be (though, hanging around it not so much). 

The area right behind that. Not going to spoil how to looks when you first approach though... That floating stone, by the way, is actually a point where you can warp into the area after you discover it. On the atlas find the warpstone icon, click on it, and you'll teleport to the area.

A nice view, though you can also see the limitations of the view distance. The overall options aren't costumizable at all, so you can't adjust things beyond three option sliders (which I'm hoping change).

A hotspring (that you can't walk into -_-) =D.

Anyway, my overall experience with the game has been great. Its a very strange mix between a theme park and a free open world game. There really aren't any restrictions are where you can go aside content wise. There are barriers keeping you from accessing spots (like the one above) because there simply isn't anything there for us to see.

If you want to see the rest of my current screenshots. Anyway, onto other stuff.

Been overloaded lately -_- sooo many chores in the past few days... At the same time i've been fitting in fun though (which I have a talent for, its called procrastinating). Kinda exhausted lately, though. Sister is sick (so more chores for me, yay). But oh well, how it goes.

I started watching lucky star again. Very fascinating anime. Other than that, I can't remember the last new thing I watched O_O. Sort of got my fill of anime in the past few months to last me a while. Its not very easy to just sit and watch anime over and over as people think it is. Things sort of start to blend together, and while I usually have a good sense of event sequence, I start to lose that after a while...

Its also great to get the story finished. I was worried I might delay it again... I don't think I could of handled that and still have part two out ever. I don't think I'll ever write a single short story into parts again. Much easier to do it all at once so you don't sit there worry ing about what about yourself are you accidently revealing that you'd rather stay hidden, or whether you want to people to know you really think a certain way. After a while I start to have regrets, too, should I of written it that way? In the end, I guess I have to learn to let go of those worries, its hard to write what I really want to with them. 

Posting a story so publically isn't something I do very often. The only person who really ever reads my stories isn't even a reader of my blog ^^ (didn't know I had one, actually). Next time I write one, though, I'm going to find somebody to edit, though, so its a little higher quality than the last story (which does deserve edited, I really love that story).

Well, until next week. Take care ^^



Dream House. Part Two.

Posting this today with another post on the way tomarrow. Glad to get it out. Now: the conclusion.

The house seemed completely Foreign. The stone path flowed straight from the gate to the house as if directing the girl to walk up to it. The yard itself fit the autumn weather surrounding the neighbourhood. She was sure it was the right house. It was the only house in the area featuring a stream of water cutting across the front.

It was now the weekend. At the same time, however, it felt like any normal day for her. Time blurred for her between the time she left this house and this very moment. School work, family, sleep, and class all faded from her mind. 'This is it,' she thought. 'Why was I here again?'

It was either the pathway that encouraged thoughts like this or Rada's uncertainty bloomed the closer she came to something strange to her. Before she knew it, however, the door swung open into the familiar rainbow hall. The door closed behind her as the Caretaker entered the entry hall in the same gown as before.

"You were able to come back, Rada." She spoke quietly. Almost sleepily, she wandered toward the girl standing by the door.

"It was harder to find. The yard changed." Rada said.

"Yes, it... does that." The caretaker spoke carefully.

"What's wrong?" Rada asked.

"We should go sit somewhere." The Caretaker whispered. She turned quickly, but with the grace of a host, lead Rada down the left passage.

Rada slouched as she followed the Caretaker's gliding steps into a large dining hall. Oil lanterns hung from the ceiling, filling the room with a dim orange glow. Unlike the other rooms Rada has seen, the people on the walls were very different from eachother. The line-up of young to old still matched, but prominence was placed on several people in their thirties. A long table stretched from where they entered to what appeared to be the doors to the kitchen.

"A lot of chefs have visited this place. It is remarkable how inspired this place can be for so many people. Yet at the same time, you aren't affected by any of it are you?" The Caretaker asked cautiously.

"It's interesting, I suppose..." Rada started, "But... No, not really." She sat down at the end of the table.

The Caretaker sat down as well. "My time here is almost up." She rested her head on the table, staring down toward the kitchen. "I should be happy, but... I suppose its like death. What will happen to me beyond that door? What will happen here when I'm gone?"

"Why are you telling me this?" Rada asked. Her facial expression was slightly horrified.

The Caretaker rose and sat up in her chair. "I need a successor and I think you're it."

"But..." Rada paused.

"There isn't really a whole lot of choice. I have to leave, today. And somebody has to stay. Regardless of how either of us feels, this is how it has to happen." The Caretaker waved her hand. A cup of tea appeared before her.

"But... You regard this place as a prison..." Is all she could say as she watched The Caretaker reach out for the tea.

"In some ways. You're trapped here. In others, this is a sanctuary. Nothing outside can harm you." The Caretaker smiled.

Rada stood. As she turned to leave the Caretaker said one thing. "The door won't open until I'm ready to leave today. So please sit and hear me out."

"If nobody is here, what will become of it?" The Caretaker asked.

"I don't know." Rada said. "I don't care."

The Caretaker finished her tea and stood up. "Then we'll leave."

She walked with Rada to the door. The Caretaker was afraid and Rada knew it. But at the same time, she was relieved. 'It wasn't torture living here,' she thought. Yet deep in her mind her burden was freeing itself.

The door swung open for them. "Are you ready?" Asked Rada. The Caretaker nodded. The rainbow colors passed them by as they stepped through the door.
Rada stood alone in an empty lot. It wasn't like waking up. She knew somebody stood next to her a second ago. The stream, the trees, the house, and the person she was with no longer existed. With a smile, Rada jumped on her bike and pedaled home.


Sudden endings for the win! Sorry if it disappoints x_x New post tomarrow, have fun until then!


I'm sorry, but the story is in another castle.

This is probably a disappointment, but I promise the rest of the story will be out next week. My preoccupation with several other things has kept me from finishing it. This being said, I do fully intend on finishing it next week. If I die within this week, I'll leave a note to a loved one to finish that story (though, it would then be pretty bad. My family isn't exactly good at understanding where i'm going with stuff).

...That story -will- be finished...


Anyway...  Not a whole lot of important going on this week. Been keeping busy with cleaning and pokemon. We're getting ready to open our pool. This really means for one night I have to lay awake trying to sleep through the buzzing of a pump draining the top of our pool cover. Pretty exciting stuff, though.

Hope everyone has a great upcoming weekend! There will be enough stuff next week to compensate for this short post, don't worry.


Dream House pt. 1

I said I had a surprise for everyone this week and well.... here it is! Its magical, its short, and its probably not what anyone was expecting (or were, because I'm very bad at hiding things.

The Dream House is a very personal story to me that I tell myself very often before going to sleep. For the most part all of my stories come from me laying in a dark room staring at my ceiling and this is one of my favourites. This is the first time it has ever made it into words, though, and I'm very happy with sharing it with you guys.

Hope you enjoy it! And please comment and critique. Even if you think its absolutely terrible, I want to know as it will effect what I write in the coming weeks as well.

Her pace was slow. Though Rada knew her way home it was easy to mistake her for straying away from her main path. It's a typical neighbourhood, though barren, in a typical autumn with the expected oranges, yellows and browns littering the yards lining the street as if nobody existed to tend to the fallen leaves. The sky remained a grim gray hinting at, but never touching upon, the idea of a coming rainstorm.

This was the detour she always took. There was never anything new here, though she hoped each time that her routine would share something with her. In truth, it was familiarity that kept from her staying on the direct course home. That the path she was on was the same displeased her. With a sigh she rested her head on the front of her bike and pedalled onward.

But than it rose before her as she pushed up a small hill. She could of sworn for the past few weeks that lot had been empty every time she passed it. Now standing before her was a cool assortment of greens and blues. Trees, grass, and a small stream of water immediately stood out to her before her eyes reached the rich white house errected behind the yard. 

The closer she got to the house a compulsion crept through her thoughts. It certainly wasn't every day that one would see this sort of thing (and just yesterday Rada could of sworn she had pointed out to herself just how empty this lot feels). Her mind faught back though. What reason would she have to just walk up and start looking through somebody's yard? It was best left ignored. Whoever owned this home clearly knew how to take care of it even through cold seasons.

Yet there she stood in front of the door. "Well, I'm here..." she whispered to herself. It took several minutes for her to work up the courage to raise her hand to knock. As her fist swung forward, however, the door swung open.

"Hello..?" Rada said quietly. It didn't look like anyone opened the door. "There's nobody there is there?" Is the only thing she could think to say. 'This is getting too weird..' she thought just before a strong wind started shoving her forward. Her body never really fought the wind; rather, she weakly fell through the doorway as if she flung herself in.

The door shut behind her. The house was warm. Candles lined the walls  and sat on tables through the entry hall. The tinted domes they rested in gave the hall the illusion of rainbows painted across the wall leading to two doors and a staircase at the end of the hall. Even more remarkable were the portraits set in several places. Along the walls, on tables, and one large portrait on the ceiling gazing down upon visitors.

"Edward Valsteir. He came her in his youth." A serene, feminine voice came from behind her. "He was very talented at making candles. He went on to found the Valsteir Candle Company and made the finest candles in the world from the moment he left here to the moment he died."

Rada turned quickly, startled by the woman. She was pacified, however, upon looking at the calm expression on the woman's face. It was calm with the slight hint of joy. The light, clean white of her dress with her black hair not only gave her a ghostly appearance but firmly corporeal.

"Oh! I'm sorry for intruding. My name is--"

"Rada Ilstai. And welcome." The woman cut off rada quickly. "I am the Caretaker. Please enjoy yourself here, but try not to mess with anything."

"Um... so... Why are there so many pictures of this guy?" Rada asked. She was still in shock.

"He came here some time ago. I don't remember how long ago, but he was one of the first visitors I had taken. He was twelve when he discovered in class his talent for candlemaking." The Caretaker pointed at a picture of a sorrowful boy. "He wasn't too happy. And neither were his parents. They were expecting him to take the family business.

"It took a lot for him to realize that his talents wern't going to aid his fathers business. When he told his parents that he no longer intended on taking the family business, though, they understood a lot more than he expected. From what he discovered he turned it into a hobby. From there, after graduating from school he went on to selling his candles." The caretaker's gaze swept across all the photo's of Edward than finally rested on Rada.

"But... why am I here?" She asked. "And what is this place?"

"Let us go to the living room and we'll discuss things." The Caretaker turned and motioned for Rada to follow down the right passage.

It wasn't a large room. The vast majority of the space taken up by a round table covered in a red and what appeared to be pink cloth. Two cups of tea sat on opposite ends of the table and in the center sat a very average kettle. Along the walls various paintings hung. Like the last room, it all seemed to be of the same person, but the range of art styles went from crayon art to abstract factial features and to a sketch comprised of meaningless lines.

They both sat. "Um... do you have any sugar?" Rada asked.

"It is already prepared as you like it." The Caretaker spoke very directly.

"Um..." Rada started, then sipped her tea. "How..?"

The Caretaker smiled. "I don't know." Was her only answer before looking around the room. "In truth, you're not supposed to be here. There is no reason for you to be here, anyway. Yet at the same time.. If you found this place, it means you're here for a reason."

"This place looked interesting." Rada looked at the curtained window. She could not see beyond the curtain, and partially she was afraid to look outside.

"Everyone before you got here for reasons far greater than that. But maybe... Will you come back tomarrow? If you can still find it, that is?"  The Caretaker offered.

"Hm... Ok." Rada smiled as she stood and finished her tea. "I should be getting home anyway. Parents are probably worried.."

"Yes. Though it seems like it, time does not stop here." The Caretaker stood. "Please see yourself out. And take care."

And with that Rada left the Caretaker alone.

'Its strange...' The Caretaker thought. 'That a visitor could be so enlightening to me, yet I haven't taught her a thing...'


Will hopefully finish it next week. Hope everyone enjoyed it. It's still very rough.



I'll start by saying that next week I -may- have something special for you all. If you're disappointed this week I hope it'll be better next week (if its not, then oh well). Not garunteeing that I have something, but I may.

In other news, our house is on sale. Though my mother isn't happy about it, we've been doing an okay job at keeping it up for buyers. Its kind of exiting, too. We don't really know where we're going once the house sells. I'm sure something will work out.

I'm back to playing rock band, but I'm really out of practice on drums again x_x Not playing as much as I used to, though. Still, very fun game to play with other people.

Oh! Important! The anime I spoke about last week: the weird one? Its not as weird as it was ^^ I've gotten a few episodes into it and decided: its just a greek mythology in middle school form with magical girl transformations, a cute cat, and weird childhood romances. Not as bad as I made it out to be, but it can be really depressing. Still glad I sat down and watched more of it, though. It still hasn't explained the beginning of the first episode though, which really irritates me.

Anyway, take care everyone and have a safe friday and weekend ^^