*sigh*
I'm starting to feel as though all I'm doing is bringing shame to the Necrons. Sure, my force was primarily anti-infantry forces going up against some old dude's "mechanized" Eldar force *Ppft, 3 Fire Prisms. Try 'Cheesy As ######' Eldar force* - I still sucked horribley and lost epically for the third time in a row.
You know what I hate about having an epiphany? It comes out of the blue and slams you upside the head with the force of a dozen stampeding buffaloes spooked by a predator in the foilage.
Well, it started out innocently enough. Here I am, cleaning my room as the neatfreak I am, and I suddenly take a look around me. Star Wars toys that haven't seen an actual star war since a long,long time ago in a galaxy far, far awa. Autobots and Decepticons settling for an eternal staring contest over the ne
Ever just suddenly take a look at the big picture and realise how much you just want to punch reality in the face? Like, break-it's-jaw punch in the face? *Raises hand*
Back one last time to tackle two things. Why I actually think anyone will care-including myself- is as mysterious as the Circle of Life
First off and most importantly.
Some of you might somehow remember my ancient and crummy Transformers RPGs from eternity ago. In which case, you'll also remember my severe ego issues revolving around my goofy, undead, chainsaw wielding Decepticon called Phantom. Basically this mechanical Frankenstien right here.
Ancient drawing is ancient.
A
No, not in the gender-bending way.
The poor guy has come down with an ugly case of pnuemonia. I'll admit I don't know much about pneumonia except the silent 'p' , but I know my Grandma came down with it a few months before she died of cancer, and if that isn't enough to drum up some concern, then we are a cruel race.
Post your regards and Get Well Soon wishes for him here!
AND IF I DON'T SEE SOME SYMPATHY PRONTO...Well, there's nothing I could do about it. But that would be horrible, gu
Caps lock.
I never use it.
I USE SHIFT, BABY.
EVERY CONVERSATION ORB AND I HAVE EVER HAD * AND THAT'S A LOT* HAS ALWAYS BEEN IN CAPSLOCK. I NO LONGER REMEMBER WHERE IT ORIGINATED AMONGST OUR BLABBERING, BUT IT HAS STUCK EVER SINCE.
SO WHY NOT? IT'S NOT LIKE CAPS LOCK REALLY MAKES IT THAT ANNOYING AS LONG AS YOU'RE STILL TALKING INTELLIGENTLY DESPITE THE IMPLIED LOUD TONE- IT'S FUN. I THINK WE SHOULD TRY TO MAKE CAPS SOMETHING OFFICIAL
AND IF YOU'RE ONE OF THE "GRAMMER HAMMERS" ,
So I got what was presumably the final issue of the Bionicle comics. Now I won't lie when I say I don't particularly care much about it anymore- 95% of my figures are sealed away in the attic. But I figured I might as well read it just so I can know how things ended to my childhood. I throw grammar and punctuation to the wind in this summary of all that went through my mind as I skimmed- yes, skimmed, I didn't have the brass to make myself thoroughly read it- through the comic.
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You guys don't want me to leave, yet when I try to post stuff in my blog, I get like, snot's worth in feedback?
This is silly, this little clunky machine that is Bzp's social system.
*Rant switch is flipped*
It's pathetic. Just pathetic.
What do I have to do, claim to be a girl of pretty age and proper behaivor to get any sort of recognition in my blog? All I ever get are a few petty comments that consist of maybe a sentence or two. How is it that people like Wrack or Exo can post
Came up with this as I went along while talking to DX about my latest game ragefit *coughDeadSpaceonimpossiblemodecough* . BASED ON A TRUE STORY, KIDS
Once upon a time, Ka learned that it might be best to move the Xbox away from the wall. For one cold day in 06's fine fall, Ka got a little ticked. He struck the wall out of anger, and saw that it got nicked. Yet he kept playing until he was the certain that the guy behind Morrowind was a total ----.
All of a sudden, in a flash, he tore th
Okay, as I sit here feeding my thoughts into this Add Entry box, I am busy munching on Candy Corn. I will not lie- I freaking love Candy Corn. I could live off this stuff if I let myself do that. But despite my indulgence on Danson's candy, I still find myself quivering with rage.
CHAOS- I AM CALLING YOU OUT. I HATE YOU WITH A PASSION THAT CAN NEVER BE QUELLED, A PASSION THAT ECLIPSES EVEN MY HATERED OF GURREN LAGGAN.
*thrusts Candy Corn aside*
YOU PIG-SWINDELING, SLUG FRENCHING VERMI
Here's the prototype desktop I made- I say prototype because I can't figure out how to use the better fonts I downloaded off the internet. I had to settle for the crummy pre-installed fonts ;-;
Well, I can tell you all this- that sleepover had just about everything in life crammed into 33 hours: Friendship, brotherly love, brother-against-brother, love *Yes, but it's somewhat classified XD*, vegance, genius, idiocy, sheer horror, thrills, and energy drinks.
You'll get to hear about it tommorow in a super long, first official blog entry.
Oh, and to all you kids thinking that was Wrack with the megaphone in that drawing- THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ME YOU NINDCOMPOOPS
Since BZP's name change option in the control panel has been tarding out on me for so long...
I hereby unnofficially declare my name no longer "Ka-Chan" , but "Ka-Boom" .
Thank you for your cooperation!
It's a pleasant morning over here, just enjoying the sun illuminate most of my room right now. I plan on taking the morning easy because this afternoon, it's gonna be party-party-party!
It's a tradition for my parties to be move-fests. This year, we've got Live Free Or Die Hard, Caddyshack, Army of Darkness and 28 Days Later. We had to buy them from the 7-dollah bin at Circuit City, since y'know, Netflix has royally slaughtered the movie rental buisness. Shame too, I wanted to rent Room 148
*Ahem*
Ka's Little List Of Big Goals In Life *or KLLOBGIF (kuhl-LOB-gith) for short*
~Snag a job as a hit-comic illustrator, be it manga or traditional graphic novels
~ Snag a job as a concept artist for the designs of things in video games
~ Win in a Games Workshop painting tournament, be it a local retailer or a national one
~ Visit Japan at least once. Maybe Australia while I'm at it.
~ Get together with Romina
~ Grind Gurren Lagann into a fine red paste with my own mech
Well, Halloween was intesting.
My friends didn't show up, so in the end I just hung out with Xar's group of 13-14 year old buddies as their escort around the neighborhood. I scared the bajeebus out of like, 4 children without even doing anything besides being in their field of presence *x,x* . I was one of two Jokers in the entire neighborhood, easily putting the rival Joker to shame in comparison. I made friends with two little boys who ended up following me around after I helped them get c
Behold, Harlequince- the initial Vessel for the Lord of Laughter.
And don't forget his tiny sentinent partner, Speedeh.*Craptastic first Photoshop ftw*
But once Harlequince has been nourished off enough laughing and pleasure from his pilot, the power manifests and Harlequince is released from his vessel- becoming the ultimate embodiement of his pilot's soul:
L.O.L
Lord of Laughter
Being so few humans who even have a grasp on machinery that we would call primitive, who could
Yeah. I might leave Bzp for a long, long while. Clearly the lines between reality and the internet have blurred for me, and it's screwing me over. I've offended good friends on the internet thinking other people don't take things just like me- I'm clearly wrong. I may look at life in a care-free perspective, but it's getting to me and costing me friends both here and reality alike.
So yeah, I might be saying goodbye soon.
And boy, I know she is gonna be ticked XD
It all started out innocently enough. Around 11:30 I drop by the YMCA to workout, and while doing my jogging in between the machines, my hair keeps getting in my face- so after pulling aside after the ten billionth time, I had enough. When we got in the car, I asked mom to get my hair cut- and conviently te Rogue Trader *nerd term, don't ask* that retails all the Warhammer stuff is right next door. So I say, why not? So once all is said and done and
Gentlemen...
I just really don't even care about any of this anymore. No whinning, no regrets, no bitter feelings. I've just...Lost interest. In Bionicle, in the community, even my Transformer RPG *Yes, not even the RotF trailer could revive my interest* .
So yeah.
It's been a time and a half, guys. I will visit, of course, but I'm done here.
Baaai~
Well, due to the slight delay of the murder of a certain RETARDED LAPTOP this entry got delayed. But now that my friend is gone I am free to get back to writing this.
Ka-Chan's Stuff, Part Two: Warhammer 40000
The Lord of the Ulacant Necrons
I spent like, 2 weeks painting and tweaking this guy- and he still proves to be one of my favorite miniatures. He has hacked through Space Marines, Orkz, and eldar alike with equal effiency, although his one encounter with a group of Mega Armored
