TenshiKurayami's Journal

I'm so happy! The first thing I saw when I logged in was that I had two new messages, both about Red Roses and Dark Dreams! Thank you so much! :D

Sorry I haven't updated Soulless (previously Red Roses and Dark Dreams) and When You Put It Like That, I Sound... for a while, but I have to sort things out for Soulless so it isn't full of plot holes and such. As for When You Put It Like That, I Sound..., I don't have any inspiration for it. I might as well delete it.


Drabbles, ficlets, and one-shots are gonna have to be dealt with for now, since that's all I'm really able to do for now. And I'm in a drabble mood, too... so, yeah. :/


Nn. I'm still tired from last night, too. We hadthe state competitionyesterday, and I got back a three in the morning instead of two. And, oh lord, I had to clean my room as soon as I got home. My parents went into my room and piled all the stuff from my floor onto my bed, then told me to clean my room. Ridiculous. >(


Ah, well, I'm off.

'ello. Haven't posted in a while, so I'm just going to post this little quickie/update. Here I go!


Red Roses and Dark Dreams (copyrighted): Well, I'm taking back chapter one. I got to change quite a few details, fix the flow, make it seem more sensible, and just fix a good portion of it. So, it'll be gone probaly till... december. Marching band, school, etc. are really taking up my time, but I'll try to get it done before then, hopefully. Then, I can start working on either part two of chapter one, or chapter two. Squee!


When You Put It Like That, I Seem... (copyright pending): Chapter one: 80% done. Yay!


Well, I'm off now, loves. Later~

"I didn't hit you over the head with my binder; It merely found your stupidity attractive, and decided to hit on you."

Something I said earlier today during school. We were just messing around, and I kinda-sorta hit them over the head a little too hard. Oh well.


Anywho, some updates. Red Roses and Dark Dreams is currently on hiatus -*headdesk*- until I get some things straightened out and do a little more research on some biology and a few other subjects so it actually makes sense. Don't want to end up writing a story with oily blood, seasalt turning fire blue, prissy diamonds, and chock-full mary-sues and gary-stus, now do I? Not at all. (If anyone got what I was referring to, please let me know. Message, comment, blah blah blah.)


My newest story When You Put It Like That, I Sound... has some progress made on the first chapter's draft. I hope it turns out to be rather successful, and I'm actually looking for some beta readers who can point out the flaws (such as spelling, over- under- desriptive, punctuation, etc.). So anyone who has the heart of a grammar nazi (who wants to inavade grammar Czechslovakia and dupe grammar Neville Chamberlain with me?) and the eye of a punctuation hawk, hit me up, cause I need one bad.


Oh, oh! I finally got Red Roses and Dark Dreams copyrighted, and When You Put It Like That, I Sound... on the way. So... yay!


I've got two pre-Turk Vincent Valentine one-shots (you know, when he was a teen?) on the way. I can imagine him as a bit of a man-whore then, for some reason, even though I doubt he was then, but the image just. Won't. Go. Away. It'll be a reader-insert, but it won't be one of those that'll tell you that you're hair is black, red, blonde, or any other color and you're eyes are blah blah blah. It'll be one of those with *(h/c), (e/c), (y/n), etc. I like those better. If a story tells me that my blah blah blah is blah blah blah, it kinda pulls me out of the story.


Well, I'm off for now. Later~


*hair color, eye color, your name

Again.


But this time, I have accidentally read Voldo slash (*cries*), over two hundred stories of people attacked by Twilight fans, and been attacked by one a couple days ago. I was hit in the lower back with a cane. Not the walking cane, but those sticks with slits cut into them. Ouch. Those hurt like a bitch. And why? For saying that I didn't like Twilight. However, there has been worse.


Like the man who had acid thrown into his face by simply telling a girl that he didn't like Twilight. Holyfuckinghell. Twilight fans are lunatics. Not all, but there's many. Some were stalked, choked, nearly drowned in an elementary school, beaten, and almost had their throat slit. Literally. You can already imagine how dumb these fans must be for doing these things for a person stating their opinion in a country that protects freedom of speech, but it may very well be worse when you live in one of the states rated in the bottom five for education. Trust me.


That back injury I got hurt even worse when I had to do marching band the next morning, and the morning after that (today). Standing up for a few hours straight isn't really the best thing in the world, regardless of injury or not. Not to mention carrying heavy boxes filled with text books and the like for an hour.


-groans-


Expect a rant on here once I get it organized. Any Twilight fan who wants to argue with me about why I don't like the book? Indulge yourself, because I am one of the best debaters of my grade, and I love to argue.


Now, besides psycho-fans (which most of them I know aren't), one more day of band camp. Luckily, it's seven to twelve, and we get free pizza and drinks! Omghappyyay. But I have to go back there at exactly five so we can rehearse for the parent preview thing. Oh well.


Now that I'm thinking about band camp, it reminded me of a small convo I had with a friend after I turned bright red all over.


Excerpt:


"Become one with the lobster, Victoria."


"I am the fucking lobster."


Aren't friends just awesome? I still love some of them, though.


Anyway, I'm off. Short entry (nothing new), but I don't care too much. I gotta get back to relaxing with Zexion reader-insert fanfics.Later~

"Desk-on, apply directly to the forehead."

Ugh. I planned on getting out the next part of Red Roses and Dark Dreams' chapter one out this month, and the rest of it over the next to months. I, obivously, will not be able to post it anytime soon. Damn computer is being... stupid, for a [current]lack of better word (due to a fried brain). I have been writing part of it, but it's only a few sentences. Much time, I don't have.


Anyway, in the little free time I do have, I've been reading up on some Vincent Valentine fanfics. Most of those have been crack!fics and utterly hysterical. My favorite one is on lunaescence, and is by Hikari_no_Kage. Priceless is the name of it. Link below.


http://www.lunaescence.com/fics/viewstory.php?sid=2228&warning=13


Ah-ha. I love it.


So, I'm off to take care of things.

Success.

Mission: Post Red Roses and Dark Dreams, chapter 1, part 1; posted.

I'm so happy to finally post something besides the prologue.I hope it is successful. If it isn't... oh, well. I'm still going to write and post it.

I'm going to publish it after I finish writing the story. -sighs dreamily-

I can't wait. It's my childhood dream.

You know what would be awesome? If it was made into a video game. That'd be so kick ass.

Haha. Well, I'm off.

Sincerely,
Victoria Vaticide

(I just finished it off like a letter? What the hell, Victoria?)

I'm sorry that I haven't updated my stories for a while. I have no real excuse except for pure laziness and band. That's right. I'm a band geek. Anyways... I'm sorry. I'll try to get a new chapter up before the end of next week.

Thanks. :)

Everytime I edit/publish a story, it comes out totally different. I've been dealing with this for an HOUR. What's wrong? I don't know. Maybe quizilla is tripping on some acid or doing some meth.

Hm...It seems like every time I save a quiz and come back the next day...it's just...gone. This has happened several times in a row. But...I am not discouraged. Instead, I'm encouraged! Haha. I'm weird. I just hope I don't go mad or get angry. I become a bit cold, distant, sharp-tounged, etc. O_O;; I just hope Quizilla becomes co-operative (sp?) with me on this.

Okay... I have been working on a quiz and some profiles. It'll be my first, so it might be okay. I'll post the profiles whenever I'm done. Pwn!

Much love,
TenshiKurayami