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"The cycle of time brings an end to all things."

Years ago, a single person turned this universe upside down, and changed the lives he touched indelibly.   In his past, he was a rising elite, trained to be an enforcer for the shadows that kept the universe blind from the corruption within; but a chance encounter led him to an awakening to the light and a mission to turn against the darkness that had infected the universe he called home. His life changed from one of darkness, death, hatred, destruction, and deception to of life, light, love,

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C'mon, Life! Make Up Yer Mind!

I'll start off this blog post with a big thank you to all you guys who have voiced their support for me during his crazy period of life I am lovingly dubbing my 'Second Adolescence'. Cookies and full-tackle glomps for Tesseract and Blog-keeper Valenti for being representative of said support.   A little update is in order, of course.   Since my last posting, I've steadily started getting better, and I hit my stride earlier this past week. It's safe to say at that point I was finally getting ba

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*headdesk* ... Zzzzzz...

Random guy: (off-screen) Dude! Hey! Wake up!   Mout: *grunt*   Random guy: (still off-screen) Geez, Mout! We're rolling. Get up!   Mout: *growls and glares at the camera*   Random guy: (still off-screen) That's better. Mind sitting up ... a... bit... Mout? Um... Dude... you're scaring me.   Mout: (obviously ticked off) *growls and inhales*   Random guy: HELP!!!!   (Technical Difficulties Screen)   --------------------------------   *picking teeth with bones*   Mmm.   That was some go

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A Life Of Open Wounds -- Chapter 3

==3. Embargo==   ==Metru-Nui, Present Day==   "Of all the songs to playsing, Sailaye..." Matau chuckled, "You had to choose-sing that one."   Sailaye had his trademark wry grin on his Ruru-wearing face. "Can you blame me? I really liked that song."   Matau laughed. "It's no deepmystery to me, Sailaye. You wrote that one."   Chuckling at Matau's remark, Sailaye put away his instrument and wandered over to the apartment's kitchen to prepare something to drink. The Turaga of Air hummed another

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A Life Of Open Wounds -- Chapter 2

==2. Skyline==   ==Metru-Nui, Present Day==   Sailaye sighed heavily as he looked over the ruined city, his lime-green eyes following the lines of the many garlands of Visorak webs and overgrown vines that draped the rickety ruins of buildings that once housed so much life. He took a glance at his now fully ebony color-scheme, then set his eyes upon the ruined and unnatural skyline of his home city, slowing taking in the reality that he wasn't the only thing that had darkened over the years.  

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A Life Of Open Wounds -- Chapter 1

==1. Artisan==     Fire.   Screams.   Fleeing citizens.   He laughed with sadistic glee atop his perch, painting destruction with another wave of his hand.   Power.   He was a god. In his grasp, he held the fates of thousands of mortals.   Life.   Death.   He relished the rush of being a death god and the notion that all would bow and fear him. What a thrill it was to decide which mortal toy was doomed and which was to be spared to be reaped another day...   Pain.   A greater shadow r

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Echo

Typing Start - 10:22 PM   I'll be honest...   The word 'echo' has been driving me crazy these past few weeks. I find myself whispering the word to myself every five minutes, and repeating it in my mind for hours afterward.   It's turned into my mantra, and I have no idea what it means.   A new character? Maybe.   In my desperation to stop my obsession with 'echo', I tried to create characters based on the word last night: I now have a robin-hood-esque mercenary, a shaman, a government exp

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"Even in ruins, the view is still beautiful." he spoke to his she-matoran companion, his lime green eyes locked on the horizon in a distant expression of reminiscence.   The Noble Ruru-wearing, Dark-blue-on-sky Ga-Matoran glanced at the jet-black, Ruru-wearing Matoran sitting on the roof to her left, sharing in his memories.   Sensing her gaze, he laid his back on the roof's ledge, propped himself up on his elbows, and responded to his companion a wry grin. "But not as beautiful as you, love."

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He stood atop a windswept ridge as he looked down into the city below, reminiscing of days gone by. With a sigh, his great silver tail flicked with a feline attitude as his electric green eyes were faded and distant, lost in the sight of old memories.   "I remember..." he whispered to the wind, flexing his talons, as his hooded robe fluttered in the breeze.   I remember the days when we had heroes...   Role-Models whom we could look up to and wish we could be like.   There was a time when we

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I Should Be Asleep...

Typing Start - 4:08 AM PST   Yeah. I haven't slept.   Sometimes wishing for the good old days isn't he smartest thing. *chuckle*   Anyways, I'm considering just how regularly I'll be updating this blog. Right now, the only thing fitting into my schedule is once or twice a week, or when I feel like it.   Any suggestions, kids? While you're at it, what would you like to see in this blog aside from random events that occur in everyday life? It'll really help me get an agenda set up (and give me

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*pats His Head... Checks His Hands*

I'm alive?   Whoa! New armor! Sweet!   *notices his Premier badge*   Dude. Woah.   =======   Before there are posts (which I doubt) I want to answer a few questions in anticipation:   Yes, I've been aware of my Premiership for about a couple weeks now. I just didn't believe it up until now. ... and I've been plenty content with being a normal member, and shirking the attention one so dubious could get.   No, I didn't become Premier on my own. I'll flat out say that this honor was a gift f

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... If Only I Could Post More Regularly...

Typing start -- 11:25 PM PST   So... it was only two posts this year. *shrug* Not a problem. I do have other outlets. *grin*   Anyways, some news before this blog locks up for another year. Once again, my family and I are moving house. This means another hiatus for who knows how long until my internet connection is stable... again. These next few days are going to be a holy mess. Cross your fingers and hope the changeover goes smoothly.   Anyways, it has been a pleasure to live like a king on

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Premiere Week 2007

Yes, kids, it's that time of year again... and that means this old dragonling has access to the blogs for one week.   *grins*   I expect to take full advantage of the opportunity, provided things match up, kree.   *looks at watch*   Gotta cut this short, kids. Time for work.   -Mout

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Last Entry... I Think.

Typing Start-- 12:00 AM PST Status -- ... It's midnight, kree. What do I know?   You know... this is the first time I've actually kept a consistent update schedule. Hehe. Fun fun.   Seeing as this was just a trial run, there might be little chance you guys might heard more from me in the future.   Ah well. Twas good while I had it. ^^   ....   I can't think of anything to write. TT;;   Bye, kids.   -Mout

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Pulling Teeth

Typing Start -- 9:26 AM PST Status -- Sleepy, and gearing up for a visit to the dentist.   Yeah. You heard me. Dentist.   Ah, don't worry about me. The tooth doctor I visit is really a nice guy and fun to talk to... if it weren't for the fact I'm getting my teeth pulled...   ... Okay... Okay... No. It's just a couple baby cavities. Nothing big, but when one gets a string of 14 fillings in less than 5 years. ... ^^;;   Anyways, aside from contending with several off-site RPs and projects, I'

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Techinical Difficulties

Typing Start-- 1:00 PM PST Mood: ... Frustrated and in a hurry...   I'm heading out to a wedding, kree ^^;;   Normally, I'd be in a very very good mood about such an occasion. And honestly, I am.   I had typed up a new post for this blog this morning and the spoiler tags don't work as they should. TT;;   ... Ah well... Just as well. That last post had some PRETTY dangerous stuff about myself.   -Mout   End Typing-- 1:03 PM PST

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Nya?

Typing Start-- 9:41 AM PST (Written yesterday, July 21, 2006) Status: ... Late for work. I need a new job. TT;;   Gotta make this short, considering my status. ^^;; I have to make up for not posting in the proper waking hours the other day, kree.   Not really much else to talk about this morning. Kind of do need to get some cash flow while I go hunting for a new job. *sigh* ... I just wish I had more than one reliable customer for my commissions.   Nar. I'll talk more after work.   Stay out

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Hoot Hoot... Night Owl Post... First Of A Few, Too

Typing Start-- Approx. 3 AM PST Status-- Experiencing insomnia due to a creative rush that is a side-effect of watching nearly ten episodes STRAIGHT of imported anime. I will not specify just what I watched, kree. Nar.   This isn't my first blog, I'll say that much. Seeing as B-Rex-sama has allowed the whole of BZP to live it out like kings for a week, may as well try out the water, kree.   I'll say now that I like it so far. Nyeh heh. *grin*   Now... where to begin?   I guess I could affor

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