Tuesday, February 15, 2011

7 Facts, One for Each Day of the Week.

Thanks to Aubrie at whosyoureditor.blogspot.com for this lovely award.

The award calls for seven "random" facts about myself. I prefer to use the term "miscellaneous," as "random" doesn't quite fit this context. I had a hard enough time coming up with seven things before. Here we go! [/supermario]

1. I claim to be a writer, but the only writing I do is when I'm in a medium where it is required of me (creative writing classes, par example). This is why I strive to attend such courses.

2. Buckle my shoe. I wear only slip-on TredSafes without laces or velcro. The same pair. Every shoe purchase. Why not wear slip-resistant shoes all the time? Quite practical (except on ice, oil, or water).

3. When I lived in Hawai'i, I once lifted a plank of wood in my friend's yard and was completely surprised to see a humongous bullfrog underneath. I was terrified.

4. Shut the door. I can't leave my door open. I have to have it closed, especially when I am sleeping. I might prop it open when I am gone or when I am inviting conversation, but these are rare occasions.

5. I am afraid of few things. Those few things are: sunken ships, freaky eyes, sudden loud noises (not bullfrogs, contrary to popular belief).

6. Pick up sticks. I am from Georgia (the American state, not the European one). Taking linguistics courses has taught me that an accent is not determined by the twang of someone's voice, but by how they pronounce words and speak sentences (as with me, for example; I do not sound "Southern," but there are subtle nuances to my speech).

7. This is the seventh number on the list.

I will bestow this award to anyone who reads this.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Ruined Plans.

So my roommates just confessed to me that they don't want me back at the apartment next year. This completely kills my plans and makes things more complicated. I now have nowhere to keep my stuff for the summer and I have to find a new place to stay for the next school year.

I really wish I were a more interesting person.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Scene It.

I've decided to share with you all a scene I've written for one of my series, entitled "The Sign." This is the series which stars Jarvis and Marshall. Characters and events will be noted at the bottom with asterisks.

Marshall, Jarvis, and Abe* are walking through a city. Civilians gawk at them in fear and disgust.

Marshall: Jarvis, I don't think we should be walking through a city with Abe.

Jarvis: Why not? Abe's very friendly!

Marshall: He's scaring people.

Jarvis: He is? Abe, are you scaring people?

Abe: Abe not scare nobody!

Jarvis: See, Marshall? He used a double-negative. That means he's definitely not scaring people.

Marshall: His appearance is scaring people.

Jarvis: Oooohhh. Well, he can't help how he looks.

They step into a wide square. Loud screams arise from the city. The crowd disperses.

Abe: What go on?!

Marshall: I told you he was scaring people!

Jarvis: It's not Abe, look! [Points to sky.]

3 UFOs slowly spin into view.

Marshall: What the heck are those?!

Abe: Aliums! Abe scared!**

Cone-shaped beams of bronzed light shoot down from each of the UFOs. 3 scrawny blue aliens emerge from the beams.

Marshall: Hey, they look like that Smeerp alien!***

Jarvis: Finyurpians!

Abe: Finyurpians?! They mean aliums! Rivals to Abe species!

Marshall: Rivals?!

Jarvis: They must be the armada Smeerp warned us about!

Marshall: Grrr...I was hoping he was just making that up...

The 3 Finyurpians discuss amongst themselves.

Fin 1: (Over there, is that an Excriplissian?)

Fin 2: (That fat green blob? No way. All Excriplissians are swoll^.)

Fin 3: (They might have some black sheep, like my brother-in-law. He was a runt, so we ate him.)

Fin 1: (Shut-up! We are not here for him. We are here to find Agent Smeerp's assassins and harvest the planet's denizens.)

Fin 3: (Wouldn't that include the Excri--)

Fin 1: (Silence!)

Fin 2: (Hey, those Eartians^^ with the Excriplissian...They look like the ones from Agent Smeerp's transmissions!)

Fin 1: (Oh, how coincidental. To kill two bugs with three stones!)

Marshall: What could they be discussing?!

Jarvis: They wanna know why Abe's here.

Marshall: Huh? How do you know that?

Jarvis: I can understand them.

Abe: How you know Finyurpian?

Jarvis: When I merged with Smeerp, my brain absorbed his knowledge.****

Marshall: That's crazy!

Jarvis: They say they're here to find the ones who assassinated Agent Smeerp and to harvest the people of Earth.

Marshall: Gah! No way!

Abe grabs Jarvis and squeezes him in his arms.

Abe: Abe no want friend get hurt!

Jarvis: We'll be okay, Abe! We've handled one of them before!

Marshall: Yeah, but this is three!

Fin 2: (Soo...Are we going to attack?)

Fin 1: (Err...Yes! Attack!)

The 3 Finyurpians sprint toward Jarvis and company. Abe releases Jarvis and steps before him.

Abe: Abe save!

Several feet from their targets, the Finyurpians leap into the air and lunge at Abe. When within range, Abe reaches up, grabs the two outer assailants by their necks, and bashes heads together with the middle alien's. Their heads shatter on impact.

Abe: Finyurpians made of glass.*****

Abe releases their necks and the bodies fall limp to the ground.

Abe: We go before they heal!******

Marshall: Wow...

Jarvis: Yay, Abe!

Abe: Go now!

The trio ducks into a warehouse.

Jarvis: Hey, Abe, you said your species is rivals with their species. How long has this been going on?

Abe: Me no know. Many stars before Abe born. In fact, me sent to here because Abe leader hear they leader send someone to here. Me came to stop them!

Jarvis: And we attacked you. You poor creature.

Marshall: This is insane. Aliens invading is absolutely ridiculous!

Jarvis: Believe it! They intend to eat all the chumps on Earth for breakfast!

Abe: Finyurpians ruthless!

Jarvis: Ruthless, you say? So they're just looking for their lady-friend, Ruth, eh?

Abe: Uuhhh...Me think so...

Jarvis: No, wait...did you mean 'ruthless' as in 'cruel without mercy'?

Abe: Yeah, Abe meant that!

Jarvis: Then all may be lost...

Marshall: No!

Jarvis: Oh?

Abe: Whoa!

Marshall: We can't stand by and let them devour us! We're fighting back!

Jarvis: Yay, Marshall!

Abe: You speak da troof!

The trio is suddenly ambushed by the 3 Fins. Fin 1 grabs Jarvis w/ left hand while Fins 2 & 3 restrain Abe and Marshall.

Fin 1: Skreeee skree skreeeee skre!^^^

Marshall: What the heck did he say, Jarvis?

Jarvis: He says: "So you think you can hide from us?"

Marshall: We were hoping.

Jarvis: Skree...

Fin 1: Skree...*******

Jarvis: He wants to know where the man with brown and yellow hair is.

Marshall: Huh? Brown and yellow hair?

Jarvis [whispers]: Psst! I think he means Marskal...********

Marshall: Who? Oooh... He's dead. Never to be seen again. Ever.

Jarvis: Skree...

Fin 1: Skree... (Who killed him?)

Marshall: Your mother.

Fin 3: (When did your mother come here?)

Fin 1: (I don't know, she never talks to me.) To Jarvis: Skree...

Jarvis: "Then tell us where the yellow-haired man is."

Marshall: You must mean Markal. I don't know where that loser is.

Jarvis: Skree...

Fin 1: Skree...

Jarvis: He says you'd better learn or he'll kill "your son, here."

Marshall: He's not my son, go ahead.

Jarvis: Gasp!^^^^

Marshall: Aren't you going to translate?

Jarvis: I don't want to!

Abe: You mean to friend Jarvis!

Marshall: Hey, I'm trying to save my own skin, here!

Jarvis's eyes well up.

Jarvis: Waaaaaaahhhh!

Surprised by Jarvis's wailing, Fin 1 releases Jarvis. The disturbance gives Marshall the chance to free himself from Fin 2's grip. He slams the alien's head into the brick wall, shattering it. Abe acts in kind, taking out Fin 3 with an elbow drop to the head. Marshall takes out Fin 1 by jumping and slamming his leg into Fin 1's head, sending him flying into a brick wall, shattering on impact. Jarvis hops up and startles Marshall.

Jarvis: Ah-ha! You planned that the whole time! I knew you didn't mean what you said.

Marshall: We should run...

Abe: Abe carry!

Abe snatches up Marshall and Jarvis and carries them under his arms as he runs out of the warehouse.

Marshall: Ugh, god, your pits are rank...we gotta find Markal.

Jarvis: Yeah, his life could be in danger!

Marshall: Yeah, I'm gonna wring his neck!

Abe: Who Markal?

Marshall: A loser.

Jarvis: Another friend, Abe!

Abe: Oh, boy!

[End scene.]

*Abe is a portly green alien. His name is short for "Absorbon" and was bestowed upon him by Jarvis, as was his original name. Also known as "Hefty Absorbon" briefly. He went through two other stages before he became the fat fellow he is now.

**Abe is, of course, an "alium," himself.

***Smeerp was a foe with which they battled previously. (Before Abe's time.)

^Short for "swollen," slang for musclebound.

^^Pronounced in the same manner as "Martians."

****Thanks to Dr. Christian's wonderful "mergion machine"! Incidentally, Abe got his very limited intellect in a similar manner: by absorbing the combined energy blasts of Jarvis and a character named Jarell. From their combined energies, Absorbon absorbed some of their intelligence.

*****Not really; their bodies are just sharp and easy to break, like glass.

******They can regenerate.

^^^Their languages is just a series of "skrees."

*******Abridged dialogue.

********Markal and Marshall merged together to save Jarvis from his merging with Smeerp. "Marskal" was born from this union.

^^^^This is not an onomatopoeia, he actually says "gasp."

Please excuse the terrible photo quality. I lack a scanner and was forced to take photographs.


This is Abe in his base stage. Jarvis just called him "Absorbon" here. He is absorbing the earth's energy into his arm.


Abe in his "Beefy Absorbon" stage. As you can see, the beams are combining and striking his gullet. He absorbs the energy (that's why he's called Absorbon) and grows fat.


Abe showing off his spaceship, which is now far too small for him.


Sketches of this scene. The scrawny thing is a Finyurpian. In the bottom left corner, Jarvis is stretching his mouth as he "skrees."

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Carekter Profils!

These are divided by worlds, with the first entry being devoted to the main characters. Thus, you will see a new post for each world which will feature entries and commentary on several characters at a time. Also of note, in the context of the story, these were written simultaneously with their respective world entries, so any advancements made in the commentary will reflect appropriately (copywritten names, characters who haven't joined yet, etc.). For this first entry, however, each one was written as each character joined the main party, so you'll see variances in the commentary.

Main Team

Marshall: Calls himself 'the only sensible one among fools.' The team's main fighter (and he's tough!). Puts on a front towards his friends, pretending to hate them, but we know better.

Yeah, Marshall! He's my bestest friend ever!

Jarvis, don't ever say anything about me again.

Your silly, Marshall!


Jarvis: That's me! Loyal Marshall fan and Official Journey Chronicler!*

I told you not to say anything about me, again!

I'm sorry, Marshall, but the truth must be spoken!

I won't tell you again.

So, that means I can do it?

...(Why do I bother?)


Sir Jay: Our new friend, who happens to be a giant blue jay! He carries a halberd (hee-hee) as a weapon. A former knight betrayed by his king.

What do you mean to call me a 'giant blue jay'?
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

That's the bird you take after.

I still do not know what a bird is.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

I'll show you if we see one!

Thank you, Young Jarvis.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan


Super Cool: Everyone's favorite super hero! This is back in his early days before he became an 'official' hero. He willingly joined our entourage to fight villainy. I'd want him to save my day!

Actually, I think you kidnapped me...Anyway, why don't I come before Sir Jay?
-Super Cool

As I said in the entry, the world we got the journal in comes first!

But, you might have forgotten something about my world by the time you finished with Jay's world.
-Super Cool

(That's Sir Jay!)
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Right, who are you, again? Just kidding! (Was it Super Drool?)


Vlad: A man in major need of dental work (he's always poking his chin). The inhabitants of his own world don't seem to know him. (How could they not notice his huge castle?) He followed us so he could meet new people!

I neverl left my house, much.

No wonder U're so pale!

Yes, that's it...

(This guy freaks me out.)

I vill prletend I did not hearl that.


Markal: Here he is! The guy responsible for allowing me to meet new friends! He had his wish power stolen by a demon, so now he's our new friend!

I'm glad some1 thinks positively of the situation...
-SSJ Markal (CW)

Don't worry about it! We'll get Ur power back.
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Don't think your 'power' will protect you from me, Markal!

Ulp...[SSJ Markal (CW) closed out at 8:37 am]

Don't run from me, Markal! [Marshall closed out at 8:38 am]

Heh, those boys.
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

*It would be easy to make an excuse as to why there isn't more about him, but when it comes down to it, it's not a matter of author laziness, it's a matter of the character. Jarvis doesn't talk about himself and blatantly denies he has powers, even immediately after displaying them (i.e., flying and firing blasts of energy).

Next entry: Midevil Manbird World!

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Savyer's World Part Deux!


OK! We're all back and we managed to get all the saviors. But, even though we did that, Cain tells us we can't leave yet! He said Markal has to get his power back from Blackvein (uh-oh, that means we'll have to fight him, too). Cain says he'll train us, but it won't be easy. ( He said proper, slow training would take years! But we don't have the time.)

Hey, is everyone looking forward to their training?
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

I am! Cain said we have great potential!
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

He said that vumpirles Rl the 2nd most poverful in his dimension!
-Double Fanged Action (CW)

I don't know how useful my halberd will be.
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

I'm sure it'll B a gr8 asset!
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Thank U, Young There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW).
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

What are you fools doing?! We need to be training to defeat Blackvein so we can get out of here!

Marshall, U're back!
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

What? I've been with you all this time!

He means U R back in the forum.
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

It's a freakin' book! I can open it at any time I choose!

I'm so glad U're back, Marshall! :)
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Look, let's close this book and get to our training.

OK, Marshall! [There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW) closed out at 4:06 pm]

Aaaaaaaaaaand that's all the main entries. I never wrote more beyond the character profiles. So tomorrow, I'll be starting with those!

Friday, January 14, 2011

Savyer's World!

You guys will finally get to "meet" Markal and get an idea of the kind of person he is. This particular world, as opposed to all of the previous ones, it's designed more realistically, while the rest are more cartoon-y (compare G.I. Joe to The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy). As a result of their character designs, the denizens of this world are sleeker and twice as tall as the invading characters (comparable to real humans), meaning that Marshall and co. only come up to about their bellies.


Man, so much happens on this world! Before we arrived, Markal ran into a demon named Blackvein, who (get this) steals his wishing power! Unbelievable! When we arrived, Markal was waiting for us frantically. He told us what happened. After we stopped Marshall from killing Markal, a weird guy appeared. He said his name was Cain. He took us to his training facility and told us that Blackvein ambushed 'the saviors' and tossed them into inter-dimensional portals! Cain said that to stop Blackvein, we had to find the saviors and return them to their world! Cain opened the portals with a weird machine and said we had to split up! And that's where we are now.

Welcome to the Journal Forum, SSJ Markal (CW)!*
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Hey, thanx!
-SSJ Markal (CW)

So, tell us, SSJ Markal (CW), what wuz it like travelling through Dimensia with those pesky heroes after you?
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

It wuz fun, and I learned a lot from my experiences.
-SSJ Markal (CW)

How does it feel to be stripped of your powers?
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Uh, I gotta be honest with U, not good. But I'm making up 4 it thru proper training.
-SSJ Markal (CW)

As you should.
-Double Fanged Action (CW)

Hey! How are you idiots writing in this journal? I have it! We're all in different dimensions!

What R U talking about, Marshall? The Journal Forum is universal. :)
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Y R U always so negative, Master Marshall?
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

You think too much.
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

Yeah, let ^, man.
-SSJ Markal (CW)

Don't start with me, Markal! You're the one who got us into this mess! When we get home, I'm gonna wring your neck!

How dare U speak to R friend like that, knave?
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Yes, how can U think ov harlming a frliend?
-Double Fanged Action (CW)

You're such a hypocrite, ya freakin' vampire!

-Double Fanged Action (CW)

U shouldn't call ppl names just cuz U don't like 'em.
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Shut it, kid!

There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

What's wrong?
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

What is the matter?
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

(I already asked that!)
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

(My apologies, we must have been writing at the same time.)
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Marshall's warning lvl is increasing! He'll be kicked out!
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

What [Marshall was kicked out at 9:22 am]

Good riddance, I didn't like him anyway.
-SSJ Markal (CW)

We may never hear from him again!
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

It's for the best.
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Yeah, he was kinda a jerk.
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

I cerltainly von't miss him.
-Double Fanged Action (CW)

I will.
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

We'll B fine w/o him, U'll C.
-SSJ Markal (CW)

Cheer ^.
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

Perhaps we should close this entry for now. [Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW) closed out at 9:30 am]

Alright. [There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW) closed out at 9:31 am]

I wanna keep talkin'.
-SSJ Markal (CW)

[Super Cool 986 (CW) closed out at 9:32 am]
[Double Fanged Action (CW) closed out at 9:32 am]

Fine! I'll just talk to myself, then!...............................................................................................................
[SSJ Markal (CW) closed out at 9:34 am]

*Markal's design resembles that of a Super Saiyan.

Outside the journal, Marshall and Jarvis are together in their home world looking for one of the saviors, so he got a bit melodramatic. Come back tomorrow for Part 2!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Krazy Robot World!


On this world, we encountered some crazy powerful robots! One had us cornered, but Sir Jay got it in the back with his halberd. (Awesome move, Sir Jay!*) Shortly after, a guy named Vaporwing found us and brought us to his hideout, where we met his friends. They told us they were the super heroes and super-villains of this world, and they teamed-up to halt the threat of the 'audiobots.' They asked us for help, and we agreed. They took us to the factory, where hundreds of audiobots were produced! It was a tough fight, but we pulled through to the boss and defeated him. We returned to Vaporwing's hideout to celebrate. To our surprise, we found Markal there! He ran away through a portal. We would have followed immediately, but Vaporwing suggested we eat first. After a hearty meal, we set off after Markal.

To say it was a tough fight would be an understatement.
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Yes, it vuz a verly tough fight!
-Double Fanged Action (CW)

My knuckles still ache!
-Super Cool 986**(CW)

I'm glad we survived!
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt***(CW)

If your knuckles ache so much, maybe you shouldn't be writing.

Hey, Marshall, where's your journal name?
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Yeah, we all have one.
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

I get tired of signing my own name, so why should I sign another? (In fact, I think I'll just stop.)

Who wrote this?^
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

I did.

That still does not tell me who wrote it.
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Maybe it was Double Fanged Action (CW)?
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

It vuz not me.
-Double Fanged Action (CW)

(Didn't we go through this already?)
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

Marshall wrote it!

How do you know Master Marshall wrote it?
-Blue-Feathered Anonymous (CW)

Because I'm Marshall!

Anyone can claim to be Marshall, but without verification, we can't know for sure.
-Super Cool 986 (CW)

I wrote it.

O, hey, Marshall! U know, U should get a journal name so noone will steal Ur identity.
-There's a 'Y' on my shirt (CW)

...(Maybe I'm the idiot.)

*For a drawing of this scene, view my November 7, 2010 post "Remember the Word 'Doodle'?"
**This is the handle I suggested to my mother when she made her first eBay account.
***Jarvis wears a white long-sleeved shirt which features a yellow "Y" extending from his shoulders to his waist. The pattern is mirrored on the back.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Animil Kingdum!

This one is nearly fourfold the length of the previous entries and it is definitely my favorite of the commentaries. I hope you enjoy it as much I do!


Another world of man-animals (but with more variety). We learned that this world has two kinds of animals -- Wild and Domestic. The 'Wilds' are typical, everyday animals you'd see on most worlds, while 'Domestics' are the man-like animals (like Sir Jay). When we arrived, some Domestics captured and took us to their leader, who was (surprise, surprise) a human! His name was Rick and he explained to us all about this world. He told us of another human who used gene-splicing on Wilds to make Chimeras. He worked with some Domestics who hated Wilds. Rick and his friends asked us to help because they thought Sir Jay's arrival fulfilled some sort of prophecy. Naturally, I was ready, willing, and able to help, but Marshall didn't want to get involved (until he found out the other human had Markal; he's always looking for Markal). So, with the help of our Domesticated friends, we defeated a Chimera and that mean human.

That sounds like an interesting place to visit.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)*

Who wrote this?^ Was it Jarvis?

No, Stricken by Fate (CW) wrote it.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

And who is Stricken by Fate (CW)?

I can't tell you.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

And why not?

'Cause you might steal my identity.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

What? Why would I do that?!

I don't know. I can't speak for you.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

You must be Jarvis.

You know, 'Marshall', you should consider a journal name so no one will know your identity.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

What? That's ridiculous, I refuse!


What?! Who wrote that?!

Didn't you write that?
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

No, I didn't!

Uh-oh, looks like someone stole your identity.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

This is unbelievable!

It's not too late to get a journal name.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

Fine. How's 'Smoked Black Wing'?

Ooh, that's a good one. Do you have a copywrite on it?
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

What's a copywrite?

It keeps someone from stealing your journal name.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

Yeah, you wanna watch out for things like that.
-Smoked Black Wing (CW)

Aw, come one! Who's doing that?!

Did someone take your journal name?
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

Yes! And they have a copywrite on it! How do I get a copywrite?

You have to speak to the Forum Manager.
-Stricken by Fate (CW)

Isn't that you?

Nope, it's me.
-Journal Master (CW)

(You're kidding me.) Okay, I need a name copywritten.

Do you have one in mind?
-Journal Master (CW)

Sure...um, how's 'Rockhard Fists'?

Sorry, already taken.
-Journal Master (CW)

What?! By who?

I can't release that information.
-Journal Master (CW)

Aw, for crying out loud!

Might I suggest 'Tough Callous Heels'?
-Journal Master (CW)

No, thanks. I'll just forget it.
[Marshall closed out at 7:21 am]

Man, poor guy can't get a break.
-Rockhard Fists (CW)

Yeah, I feel sorry for him.
-Tough Callous Heels (CW)

*The symbol for "copywrite," a concept which will be explained shortly. Imagine the letters being completely encircled, as a standard copyright symbol would be.
**This is written in manuscript, as opposed to the true Marshall, who signs in cursive.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Table of Contets!

You guys get a double-whammy today because I meant to put this one up before "Fayth's World" and since I promised that tomorrow's would be longer and since this one does not hold up to that promise, I am posting it here now. And now you will have a preview of upcoming entries!


Midevil Manbird World!_______________________________Sheet 2
Super Cool's World!__________________________________Sheet 4
Crap World!_______________________________________Sheet 5
Vlad's World!______________________________________Sheet 7
Fayth's World!_____________________________________Sheet 8
Animil Kingdum!____________________________________Sheet 9
Krazy Robot World!__________________________________Sheet 12
Savyer's World!_____________________________________Sheet 14
Carekter Profils!____________________________________Sheet 18

Hey, who added this contents?!

I DID! I noticed we skipped the first page when we started.*

How could you skip the first page?!

U open it with the cover.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

The cover is wider than the pages!**

Maybe the page was stuck to the cover?

...Whatever. You guys bug me.

Am I to understand that U refer to me as an insect, Master Marshall?
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

I think he closed out.

Cowardly knave!
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

I could bite him 4l U.

Dirty move, Master Vlad, but thank U, anyway.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan


*This actually happened. I somehow skipped the first page when writing the journal, probably for the reason explained by Sir Jay, so I went back and added the table. Incidentally, I had meant to post this as the only one for today and forgot and now I'm returning to post it! Funny how life works.
**Not true from my point of view. It's just a standard composition journal and the pages are actually slightly wider than the cover.

Fayth's World!

I don't really like how this one plays out as-is and I've made significant developments to the characters depicted in this world, so as of now this world is set in an obsolete draft.


On this world, we met a guy named Math who turned into a monster and attacked us! (Something about a vampire, I can't remember.) He had an awesome sword that illuminated a white aura. We managed to survive long enough for an angel named Kally to stop him. We helped him defeat a demon and later found Markal.

That Math guy scared me!
-Super Cool

Yeah, did U C his I's?

Yes, he wuz quite a site to B-hold.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

I vuz scarlderl than all ov U!

I thought he was kinda cool.

Yer a lie!

U do not have 2 hide Ur fear, Master Marshall.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Whatever. How do you guys ever find time to write in this thing? We're always doing something!

I could ask U the same.

[Marshall closed out at 11:03 pm]

Of all the members of The Journal Forum, he sure is underline* the least.
-Super Cool

He is not much of a talker.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

I am still afrlaid ov that Math fellow.

*A writing pun on the term "online." The italicized part is also underlined.

I promise the next entry will be longer.

Monday, January 10, 2011

So I Guess I'm a Stylish Blogger.

Since I've been gifted this "Stylish Blogger Award" by Shah Wharton over at wordsinsync.blogspot.com.

So the requirements state that I list seven things about myself and pass this award along to fifteen other blogs. Since I only have five followers and since the majority have already received this award, I'll skip that portion and simply (it wasn't really that simple) list my seven.

1. I’ve never had a girlfriend (or for that matter, a boyfriend (not that I’m in the market for one)). As a result, I’ve never officially dated.

2. I have a father who is a published poet.

3. I lived in Hawai’i (specifically on O’ahu) for a year, where I met my lifelong friend, Tanner. I went back to see him in 2008 after 15 years.

4. When I was 5, I lived in Panama.

5. My mother used to sponsor foreign soldiers who were stationed at the base near my hometown (Fort Benning). The majority were from Lebanon and on a few occasions, they came to my school and talked to my class. They even surprised me on my birthday one year!

6. I’m the only one in my blood family born outside of Michigan. (Excluding my half-brother, whom I have never met.)

7. Various nicknames I’ve adopted, whether by my own imagination or gifted to me by others: Mattastic, Mattitude, Mattacular, Mattrick, Auto-Mattic, Matty, Mattrix, Dimitroff, Dimitrioff, Dimetapp, Demo, Dim-o-troof, Dimma-dumma, Matty D.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Vlad's World!

This entry introduces a new character, Vlad, who is a vampire trying to hide his obvious nature from his new "friends." His initial intentions are quite devious. Being a stereotypical vampire, he speaks with a Transylvanian accent, which comes out even in his writing. Thus, all of his Ws become Vs and every "R" is followed by an "L" to signify rolling of the tongue.


This is where we met our new friend, Vlad! He has a big castle near a village. Yet, the townspeople don't seem to know who he is. He helped us find Markal, and our journey continued with Vlad tagging along to 'try and meet the people of other dimensions.'*

Welcome 2 The Journal Forum, Vlad!

Vhy, thank you. It is a pleasurle 2 B herle.

Hey, tell us about U!
-Super Cool

Yes, I 2 am interested in learning of you.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Umm...therle rleally is not much to tell. I am just a humble vum--man.

Ooh, a vum--man! That sounds cool!
-Super Cool

You're an idiot, all of you.

We're all 1 idiot, Marshall?

(Why do I bother?)

(Y'd he write a thought?)
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Haven't you wasted enough pages? This journal is to chronicle our journey, not to write to each other!

I counted 3 spots where you could've used a 2.
-Super Cool

And a U.

[Marshall closed out at 10:43 pm]

(Did I make a mistake?)

*He initially said 'try the meat of people from other dimensions' before "correcting" himself.
He also signs his name in cursive.

I'm Versatile, I Guess.

Warning: Huge images afoot.

Thanks to AubrieAnne for this award. I'm versatile and I didn't even know it. :)

The rules for this state that I have to answer ten questions and pass this award along to seven subscribers. Well, since I only have five and one of them is Aubrie, I suppose I'll pick just one and let it be a surprise. So here are my queries!

1. Why did you create this blog?

Initially, I thought random blog drifters might be interested in seeing my ideas. That resulted in a single post which showcased terrible art. 2 years later, Aubrie Anne started a blog and made a comment on my unseemly post. Since then, I’ve been using Blogger as a medium for posting my writings, as I feel that I am better at thus than “arting.”

2. What kinds of blogs do you follow?

Aubrie’s, mostly. I also peruse my followers’ blogs, but I don’t go out and look for blogs to follow. My interests are very esoteric and a blog needs a hook for me to bite.

3. What is your favorite food and why?

In high school, I would have said popcorn, particularly the popcorn that my mother makes. Now, I guess it would be chicken, especially when it is in the form of strips. It’s easily accessible at most any restaurant, even Mexican ones. My food variety is very narrow.

4. What is your favorite clothing brand?

I don’t have one. I don’t really shop for clothes. I’ll wear something until it has gaping holes under the arms or in the crotch. Most of what I have has been obtained over the years from gifts, concerts, donations, and very rarely from apparel boutiques.

5. What one personal item do you find indispensable?

There’s a pillow I’ve had since birth that my mother put together. She folded a pillow and sewed a sheet of fabric over it (so that it’s half the size). I’ve been using it ever since and have trouble sleeping with regular pillows.

6. What is your favorite color?

I’m reminded of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I would have to agree with Aubrie and say that it is black. I like dark colors; bright ones make my eyes hurt. Some people argue that black is a shade. I mean, whatever, it’s not important.

7. What is your favorite cologne?

I honestly don’t have much experience with cologne. I’ve had a small plastic bottle of Bod for many years now. I’ve rarely had occasions where I would need it and I feel that it lasts briefly and only makes me feel physically grimy. Maybe it was just that brand? At any rate, it tends to make my face feel hot.

My uncle gifted me a bottle of “Velocity,” which is apparently really expensive. He said to save it for “special occasions,” in my own words.

8. What is your favorite film?

I could name several, so I will (in no particular order): Land of the Dead, Nacho Libre, Day Watch (sequel to Night Watch), Forrest Gump, Kung Fu Hustle, and the entire Back to the Future trilogy.

9. What country would you like to visit and why?

Anywhere outside of the US would be fine with me, especially Europe. America’s boring.

10. Would you rather leave the house without your wallet or your shirt?

I would never not wear a shirt outside of my own bedroom. I am unsightly. I might leave my wallet behind if I weren’t driving, although it’s been instilled upon me that I should always carry it so that I may be identified in the event of some incident.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Crap World!

Please excuse the ridiculous name.


(Marshall calls it 'Basketball World.')* The third dimension we visited! When we arrived, some guy with a dog started bothering us, then he turned into a monster, or something. Then, Officer Duke scared him off. He said the guy's name was 'Crap, Christopher Crap.' Super Cool got rabies from the dog, so we took him to the hospital. We later found Markal and left this world. The end.

Hey Jarvis, if this ever ends, will we still be friends?
-Super Cool

Sure! We'll be friends 4-ever!

Awesum! lol.
-Super Cool

R U Guys OK?
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Yeah, Y do U ask?

Methinks U R over x-cited, Young Jarvis.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Why are you fools writing only letters?

It takes 2 long 2 write stuff, so we abbv.

You're abbreviating three-letter words! And what is 'lol'?

*laugh out loud*
-Super Cool

Its much faster 2 write the #3 than it is 2 write the word three.

Whatever. Hey, S.C.!

...Hello, S.C.?

Hey Super Cool!

Yes, Marshall?
-Super Cool

Why didn't you answer me?

(Geez, take it EZ on the writing) I did.
-Super Cool

I mean...B4...when I said 'S.C.'?

What's an 'S.C.'?
-Super Cool

Those are your initials!

U can't abbv. sum1's name, Marshall.


(U don't need quotes, ethr.) U know how many ppl have SC as there init.?

What? We're the only 1's who write in this!

The Journal Forum is open 2 any1.

You sound smarter in person than on paper.

...U R silly, Marshall!

[Marshall closed out at 10:17 pm]

We'll B frnds AAF!

*I was simultaneously plotting a video game adaptation. Playing basketball on this world would have been one of the mini games. I think I wanted to have jousting on Sir Jay's world.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Super Cool's World!

The second entry of the Dimensia journal.


This is the first world we journeyed to (excluding our world). We ran into Markal, who was being bullied by some odd characters. When we arrived, Markal opened another portal and lept in. Before we lept in after him, the bald guy stopped us and said to take the whacked-out Super Cool with us.*

Those guys were telling me to 'stop campaigning for the evil mayor' for some reason.
-Super Cool

I cannot picture in my head why they would do such a thing.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

They were big meanie-heds!

Shouldn't this be the first entry?

Well, since we didn't get the journal until after*** we left this dimension, I'd say the world we got it on would come first, being in recent memory.

(You wrote all that?)**** Regardless, it was the first world we went to, so it should be the first entry!

Are you saying that my world is less important, Master Marshall?
Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

(Sir Jay, you forgot to hyphen your name.)
(Oh, my apologies.) *-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

...This is getting ridiculous. I'm out.

Marshall's such a quitter.

I concur, quite the coward.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Anyway, back to my world...
-Super Cool

I'm bored. Let's close this entry.

Yes, I too grow uninterested. Let us retire.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

-Super Cool

*I have since retconned this. It now shows Super Cool being assaulted by the "bullies" (known as the Tea Guys) while Markal watches from a distance.
**Still in cursive and always will be.
***Anything you see that is italicized is underlined in the text.
****Marshal doesn't give Jarvis enough credit.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Dimensia - A Journal of a Journey.

So this is a very interesting post. Back during high school, I came up with this idea called "Dimensia," which is a play on the words "dimension" and "dementia." The story revolves around a band of characters from other projects I had conceived of who travel to various worlds that I have also developed as they track down a character who can grant himself wishes. As a consequence for this character, every new wish he makes cancels the previous one. Since the character (whose name is "Markal") is a natural-born explorer and treasure hunter, he can't pass up this opportunity. So after a series of events, the others are forced to chase him across the multiverse.

This story branches off from one of my other projects during a key event. Markal is disqualified in a match against Marshall Hart during a preliminary round at the Earth Fighting Competition. In the standard timeline, he accepts disqualification and the series progresses as it normally would have. But in Dimensia, Markal makes a last-minute decision and wishes for the ability to open portals to other dimensions, in an attempt to suck Marshall in. Unfortunately, Markal gets sucked in first and Marshall falls in behind, followed by the young Jarvis, who considers Marshall to be his best friend, jumping in after them.

This divergence creates two timelines: one where the events of the worlds they come to transpire as they should and one where the worlds are affected by Markal's interference. This plot point forms the over-arching plot of the series.

In the second world they come to, they meet someone who gives them a journal in which to log their adventure. The joke is that anyone can access the journal at anytime from anywhere. It's treated as though it's an online message board, so the gags may be familiar to anyone who surfs Internet forums. So I've decided to post an entry each day. Jarvis is the "official journey chronicler," and being a child, his spelling is a bit skewed. As a result, you'll see interesting word spellings. Each entry is followed by commentary from the characters involved.

This world is full of bird puns. For instance, the peasants are pheasants, their monarch is a kingfisher, and Sir Jay wields a halberd.

Midevil Manbird World!

A midevil world of bird people. This is where we met Sir Jay, who was betrayed by King Fisher, who was manipulated by Buzz and Connie, who were double agents for the Cardinal! This is also where we met Owl, who gave us this journal.

Hey! I remember this place! It was fun!

Of course you remember it, we were just there. (Didn't you write the entry?)

Hey, who is writing this commentary?

I am.

Me, too.

Hmm...That still does not tell me who wrote the commentary. How about this: we write our names under our commentary, like so:
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan


That works.
-Super Cool

Hey, you guys are into this thing already?

Who said that?^
-Super Cool

Perhaps it were Young Jarvis?
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

I dident write it.

It was me, Marshall! I wrote it!

Oh, Marshall. We were just talking about signing our names under our commentary.
-Super Cool

Wait, are we sure its Marshall?

I cannot be certain.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

It was* me.

What does that sigmature say?
-Super Cool

It says 'Marshall', and it's signature, not sigmature.***

Welcome to the journal, Master Marshall.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Look, Jay--

Please refer to me as Sir Jay, Master Marshall.****
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Look, Sir Jay, do you have to write out 'Sir Jay of the Blue Clan' every time you sign your name?

Of course! Otherwise, no one would know who wrote the message!
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

We already know who you are, a simple 'Sir Jay' would suffice!

Oh, I beg to differ, Master Marshall.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Well, you know who I am without me writing out 'Master Marshall of the Hart Clan', right?

Who is 'Master Marshall of the Hart Clan'?
-Super Cool

...I quit.

Man, Marshall needs to lighten up, he's too uptight.
-Super Cool

I believe the same, Master Super Cool.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

Please, call me 'Super of the Cool Clan'.
-Super of the Cool Clan

What is the sense? I know you as 'Super Cool'.
-Sir Jay of the Blue Clan

*This is underlined in the text, but Blogger doesn't support underlining.
**He signs his name in cursive.
***The n and the m are underlined, respectively.
****Sir and Master should be underlined, as well.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Birthday Suit is at the Cleaners'.

Since it's my birthday, I've decided to share something special. My fifth grade teacher had us write creative stories all the time. At one point, some of them were compiled into a book, which each of the students constructed for themselves.

As you can see, the cover is simply tape, cardboard, and wallpaper. And inside:

We have printed text, which was typed out by one of my classmates from written drafts of each story. So I am going to copy, verbatim, my story from this text. This is a real treat because you get to see how I wrote in the fifth grade! Disclaimer: some of the typographical errors in the text are a combination of my own at the time of writing the original draft and the typist who scribed it.

The Scepter

Books are like helpers of the imagination. They fill your mind with fact and fiction. The only thing they can't do is come to life, until now. There is only one object that can do this, and I own it. It can make wishes come true. Here's the story.

It starts out in the jungles of Africa. I was on a hunting expedition with my father, (pretty ironic, huh?)* we were searching for the mysterious [Great White]^ Bat. We were walking through the moss and weeds, when I saw something flicker. I looked around to see where it came from. My father looked at me puzzled. Then I saw it. There was nothing there but an old, rusted scepter. It looked as it had been there for centuries.

"Father, looked** what I found!" I said.

"What is it? The bat?" He asked.

"No, it's some kind of wand thing." I said.

"Boy, looked** out behind you!" He said.

Ahhh! A snake!" I said.

"Shut up boy and stand still, I'll get him with my shotgun." He said.

Click, click, pow, and*** hiss, was all I could hear. As soon as I opened my eyes and uncovered my ears, father said "Let's go."

On the way to the airport, I asked a question. "Da...Father, who do you think owned this before me?"

"%!#@ed**** if I know! I wish the plane was here." Father said.

"What's that noise? Look, up there! That plane is heading right for"***** us! I said.

"Boy, get out of the jeep!" Father said.

SMASH! Went the plane as it hit the jeep. The [plane]****** started spinning on the ground.

"Let's save it, Father!" I said.

"Fine." He replied.

As we ran towards the plane door, my father tried to lasso the door. When he did, he went [flying] into the jungle.

"Father!" I called.

There was no answer. I tried to grab the rope. When I did, I held on as hard as I could. I got dizzy and threw up. I tried to climb up. It was hard, but I did it.

When I opened the door, nobody was there.

"What a rip off!"

I jumped out of the plane. CRASH the plane went as it crashed in the trees.

"I hope [F]ather is all right."

*I have no idea what I meant with this line.
^Typist had said "White Great."
**Typist's mistake.
***Added by the typist to assist in his own personal understanding of the text.
****I remember the kid asking the teacher about this. The teacher responded that it was "[me] trying to sound like an adult." He didn't like me very much.
*****Another error on the typist.
******Inserted missing word.

Laughable. It remains incomplete. I remembered it being longer, though. At the time, I guess it would have been for me.

"The Great White Bat" was inspired by the film Ace Ventura: When Nature Calls, of which I was a huge fan at the time. I loved Jim Carrey. The character of the father was inspired by the hunter/father from Jumanji. In fact, I remembered having him refer to his son as "Sonny Jim" at one point.