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Monday, June 27, 2011
More Peacock Pictures! :D
I'm on a roll today XD
Anyway, here we have one of the two peacocks who come over a lot (Les and Leo - this one is Les) displaying his feathers on the back porch :D
And "the kids" are approaching as well! :D
One of the young guys (we haven't named them yet XD) tried to outdo Les and displayed his own feathers. He doesn't have many yet, though XD
Bahahahahaha! :D
- RahRahAnn
Armadillos! :D
My brother caught some footage of these guys rooting around outside our house! :D
Yesh, they're as close as they look. Not sure if armadillos are blind or not, because they walked right up to him! :D
They're loud o.o
Bahahahaha :D
- RahRahAnn
First Pictures Of Murdock The Squirrel! :D
This is one of the many squirrels inhabiting our yard! :D
We call him Murdock. Like, Howling Mad Murdock, for those fellow A-Team enthusiasts ;)
Unlike the other squirrels, Murdock likes to lay down. A lot. For some odd reason XD
I guess he's either really lazy, really odd, or really awesome.
Yeah. He's just really awesome :D
Sorry for the quality - this was filmed through the front door XD
- RahRahAnn
Thursday, June 23, 2011
New Story Idea! :D
Tires screeched and rubber burned, and sparks lit up the darkness. Swiftly, the Lamborghini Murciélago, black and blending with the night, thrust from its opponent's side to swerve, an almost invisible fury of shimmering paint. The semi truck, caught between the two battling vehicles, slowed in attempt to escape the madness and slip through behind to safety while the two cars continued on. Unaware, the Ferrari charged forwards.
Following this was a deafening screech of brakes and a blur of action. Moving too late to avoid collision, the Lamborghini clipped the back of the truck. The semi made a desperate last-minute attempt to swerve the opposite direction into the other lane, and the Ferrari realized a moment before collision that there was absolutely nowhere to go.
Metal bent. Glass shattered. Time seemed to freeze solid – and once it had started up again, the damage had already been done.
No one moved in the Lamborghini Murciélago. There was no view of inside, the tinted windows riddled with hairline fractures, and the car had spun to rest on the grass off the road. The semi was on its side and there was no motion from the cabin. The front half of the Ferrari was crushed underneath the bulk of the truck, the rear tires slightly suspended and still slowly turning. Survival seemed nearly impossible.
No one was around to see the dark figure emerge from the crumpled door of the smashed vehicle, silhouetted by the motionless trains of broken headlights. His shadow stretched and stretched as he neared the Lamborghini, one arm making the painful movement to his left pocket. The object he retrieved glinted in the moonlight.
The butt of the gun cracked the glass more and the passengers window caved in, a waterfall of glass falling to the beige interior. The expensive vehicle still smelled of new car and air fresheners, and now a new, metallic tang. With not much to see by, he aimed.
And fired.
With his deed done, a car lost, and a disaster to leave on the road behind him, the lone figure limped away to the sparkling city sleeping in the distance.
Opinions? :D
Following this was a deafening screech of brakes and a blur of action. Moving too late to avoid collision, the Lamborghini clipped the back of the truck. The semi made a desperate last-minute attempt to swerve the opposite direction into the other lane, and the Ferrari realized a moment before collision that there was absolutely nowhere to go.
Metal bent. Glass shattered. Time seemed to freeze solid – and once it had started up again, the damage had already been done.
No one moved in the Lamborghini Murciélago. There was no view of inside, the tinted windows riddled with hairline fractures, and the car had spun to rest on the grass off the road. The semi was on its side and there was no motion from the cabin. The front half of the Ferrari was crushed underneath the bulk of the truck, the rear tires slightly suspended and still slowly turning. Survival seemed nearly impossible.
No one was around to see the dark figure emerge from the crumpled door of the smashed vehicle, silhouetted by the motionless trains of broken headlights. His shadow stretched and stretched as he neared the Lamborghini, one arm making the painful movement to his left pocket. The object he retrieved glinted in the moonlight.
The butt of the gun cracked the glass more and the passengers window caved in, a waterfall of glass falling to the beige interior. The expensive vehicle still smelled of new car and air fresheners, and now a new, metallic tang. With not much to see by, he aimed.
And fired.
With his deed done, a car lost, and a disaster to leave on the road behind him, the lone figure limped away to the sparkling city sleeping in the distance.
Opinions? :D
- pokes blog - No Signs Of Life o.o
Must...revive...blog o.o
Listening to: "6 to 8" by AFI. Ah, memories...of, like, a year ago, writing my 40+ page FFVII: Crisis Core fanfiction with this song playing on repeat. Good times 8D
Writing: I'll post THAT in a sec ;)
Reading: The words that I'm typing, and re-reading Scorpia (Alex Rider - what ROCK do you live under? XD) :D
Watching: Nothing much...my computer screen :D
Me wants to hear that song again XD
- turns "6 to 8" on repeat -
Much better! :D
- RahRahAnn
Listening to: "6 to 8" by AFI. Ah, memories...of, like, a year ago, writing my 40+ page FFVII: Crisis Core fanfiction with this song playing on repeat. Good times 8D
Writing: I'll post THAT in a sec ;)
Reading: The words that I'm typing, and re-reading Scorpia (Alex Rider - what ROCK do you live under? XD) :D
Watching: Nothing much...my computer screen :D
Me wants to hear that song again XD
- turns "6 to 8" on repeat -
Much better! :D
- RahRahAnn
Thursday, June 16, 2011
I'M GONNA SCREAM
I was looking forward to the new Inkpop. I really was. I'd recieved 60+ emails about badges that was apparently a glitch, and my profile finally loads and I see that I don't have any.
Then my profile won't load anymore at all.
And I can't post on the forums.
It won't let me log in half the time.
I can't find my way around at all.
And I keep getting this error message! D:
I want the old Inkpop back )':
- RahRahAnn
Then my profile won't load anymore at all.
And I can't post on the forums.
It won't let me log in half the time.
I can't find my way around at all.
And I keep getting this error message! D:
I want the old Inkpop back )':
- RahRahAnn
GRRRRRRRRR, INKPOP!
The new Inkpop doesn't like me -.-
It's slow. The forums are kind of dead. I can't find anyone to talk to! And my profile won't load! And it's so confusing! There doesn't seem to be any life! D:
Not sure I'm gonna like this at all. I might transfer to Authonomy.com instead :P
Of to give it another go. Brb -.-
- RahRahAnn
It's slow. The forums are kind of dead. I can't find anyone to talk to! And my profile won't load! And it's so confusing! There doesn't seem to be any life! D:
Not sure I'm gonna like this at all. I might transfer to Authonomy.com instead :P
Of to give it another go. Brb -.-
- RahRahAnn
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