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  1. Crimson Jester
    Digging around the internet a while ago, I managed to find a couple of Air Cadet pictures, to give you guys a feel of what its like:
     
    A Squadron doing Drill:

     
    The Camp I'll be going to:
    The picture seems to have disappeared off of the site...
     
    Also, you guys can feel free to email me while I'm at camp, so I have something to read during the odd time I get on the computer.
     
    Until next time, BZP.
     
    *salutes*
     
    -CJ
  2. Crimson Jester

    Korruhn Moc

    By Crimson Jester,

    My BZPRPG character, Korruhn. He's a Demon, an Anti-Hero, an Assassin, an Ice Toa, a Military Leader, a Weapons Machinist, a Tactician, and a Warrior (the list goes on, I'm just too lazy to finish it). And now, I add to that list, a MOC (thanks Koname)!
     

     
    Behold, the Monster himself! Muahaha!
     
    Let me know what you guys think!
     
    -CJ
  3. Crimson Jester

    Boot Camp

    By Crimson Jester,

    Ugh. I just got up and I already have work to do. Seeing how I'm gone to boot camp for three weeks as of Saturday, I've got all this packing to do, I have to iron my uniform and polish my boots, have to let all you folks know I'm going to be gone, find people to watch my RPG Characters, and *gulps*, I have to clean my room. Oh did I mention I was going to be gone for three weeks? I guess I'll give you guys the low-down on my Boot Camp:
     
    (Not sure about the rest of you) But here in Canada, we have these groups called Army, Sea, and Air Cadets, with I myself being an Air Cadet. We do all of our regular training throughout the regular school year, and come summertime, we are given the option to go further our training at a summer camp. We stay at some Base or another, depending on what branch of Cadets we're in, where we're located, and what course we're taking. This year, I am taking Introduction to Leadership at the now out-of-commission World War II era Air Force Base, Penhold. Basically its three weeks of good food, great people, and semi-boring classes.
     
    Well, I guess since I've probably got the idea in your head, I might as well wrap this up. So, until next time, BZP.
     
    -CJ
  4. Crimson Jester

    Oddities...

    By Crimson Jester,

    So here's the situation: Hak and I, like every night lately, were playing Seven Hand Poker via MSN. We had each won two matches, and were playing a fifth and final round to break our tie. Game plays through as it usually does, Hak gets a chip, I get a chip, so on, and so forth. But our tiebreaker ended in a tie! We both had four chips! So yeah. Seeing how ironic that was, I decided to share my epic tale with all of you.
     
    *goes back to Poker*
     
    And yes, however strange it may sound, my name is Colt.
     
    -CJ
  5. Crimson Jester

    Updates!

    By Crimson Jester,

    As you can, see, I've added quite a few new things to the Blog. Its now set up like a computer data file for the Jesterland Defence Center, a National Guard-esque thing.
     
    The first new feature, Jester File, is a profile of myself, full of data errors and such.
     
    The second is the Jesterland Defence Force's Code of Honor, which is fairly straight-forward.
     
    The third feature is definitely the coolest. Its a club I've started called the Jesterland Defence Force. 'What is it?', you may ask. Its a small group I've added for the fun of it. Some of the features you get by joining are a spot in the Jesterland Defence Force roster, featured in my Blog, a custom Jester File and File Number for you to add to your profile, a name-customized Jesterland Defence Force Member seal for your blog, and a chance to be on the Member Spotlight! If any of these interest you, click the link there and send me a PM entitled "Jesterland Defence Force".
     
    Anyways, back to business.
     
    Today my foot is still swollen and bruised, but I did manage to walk about five blocks and grab an energy drink. Otherwise, again, I'm completely bored, so if you happen to come across this entry, PM me, or add me up on MSN or AIM.
     
    Until next time, BZP.
     
    -CJ
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    Honor

    By Crimson Jester,

    I heard this rather interesting quote today, from a song entitled "Omerta". It goes as follows:
     
    Whoever appeals to the law against his fellow man is either a fool or a coward.
    Whoever cannot take care of themselves without that law is both.
    For a wounded man shall say to his assailant,
    'If I live, I will kill you. If I die, You are forgiven.'
    Such is the rule of honour.
     
    I then found out that it is the Sicilian Mafia Code of Honor. This quote is quite intriguing, actually. I found it to be very true, and yet quite a harsh reality. But, thats my view. Comment and tell me what you think of it.
     
    Anyways, again, nothing to do in Wetaskiwin. My foot is feeling alright today, but not enough for me to go airsofting or biking. So basically, I sat at home, heard funeral arrangments, and ate pizza. A Jester's life isn't as great as you'd imagine, though it does have a great Benefits Package.
     
    And, with that said, I will end my rather boring rant. Comment if you wish.
     
    -CJ
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    Mahri Plight

    By Crimson Jester,

    Gah. The Lego Company can be quite a pain at times. First, they say the Mahri will be in Canadian stores by July 20th. Now its been postponed for another month! Why us? Why the Canadians? *grumbling*
     
    Feel free to post your thoughts.
     
    -El Furioso Jestero
  9. Crimson Jester
    Boredom. Again. Though I doubt many will read this, I guess I'll blog anyways.
     
    So today was a generally bad day. I got a call this morning saying my Great Grandmother died in her sleep last night. Then, later, I broke my foot.
     
    Otherwise, not too much going on in Wetaskiwin. Some foreign exchange kid from Turkey is at my friends right now, so we were giving him The Grand Tour.
     
    Uh, on the 25th, myself, the previously mentioned friend and BZP member Grey Jester are going to Capital Ex, a huge Fair up in Edmonton. Then that night we're going to see Wierd Al. (I'm so pumped for that)
     
    Anyways, I guess that's all for now. I'm at home by myself for the weekend, so I'll be on pretty much 24/7. So feel free to leave a comment, PM me, or IM me on AIM/MSN about basically anything. Keeps me busy.
     
    -CJ
  10. Crimson Jester
    So I got home from Capital Ex (a huge fair) at about 8:30 last night. It had reached over 37 degrees celcius that day!
     
    Then, I sorta sat around here for a bit, and disappeared into the world of Xbox Live for several hours, dealing with some racist, obnoxious, sore losers. It was fun, eh MJ?
     
    Otherwise, I got up early today to go to work. I was tired from going to bed at 4 again and getting up at 10, yet again. Then, I show up at work, and find out someone screwed up on the schedule and now I get to stay home!
     
    Anywho, not much else to rant about, and I don't want to bore yah, so until next time, see yah! (To the few of you who actually read this...)
     
    -CJ
  11. Crimson Jester
    I woke up today 'bout noonish, and within five minutes I had rolled out of the bed, hopped into my chair, and came here. Gah, I believe this has become a routine!
     
    Anyways, my friend finally came back to BZP, after much convincing from me, and will be playing as my brother, Kaldun, in Dr. Bionicle's The Academy. But I guess Korruhn will be fighting Phobos now, then getting carried away to the lab. So whatever you need to get done with him, I suggest you do it soon.
     
    Anyways, second day of Jack*** resulted in two twisted ankles and a sprained knee. And the spray-painting of the Little Tikes wagon with racing stripes and Team Jester everywhere. Hmm... wonder where that came from....
     
    Anyways, my friend is falling back asleep, so I guess I'd better go and play some more Xbox Live, and watch out for falling speakers and sluggish internet.
     
    And thank you to Hahligirl56 for being the first Commenter! That will be remembered!
     
    And I guess, this is it until tomorrow, fellow bloggers. So see yah!
     
    -CJ
  12. Crimson Jester
    A dead, iron hand lumbers across misanthropic skies
    Transmission of sedition, its red eyes maliciously glean
    Spitting anecdotes, alluding to the brink of the Great Flash
    Destiny clutched in his impervious metal jaw
    Cable and satellite, world intertwined
    Electric signals of a fate resigned
    Upsilon, Victor, Bravo
    Seventy-six numbers closer to the ravage sought
    Destiny designed, carved upon asphalt
    Ignorance ensures death
    Symphonious sustenance misdirected
    Synchronous chaos intersected
    Steal away to the concrete obelisks
    Seal all blast doors, tumblers engage
    Demolish
    Disentigrate
    Abolish
    Desecrate
    Nuclear winds accelerate the march of radiation
    Galvanized atoms batter the helpless wasteland
    Irradiated abominations occupy the reborn Empty
    Dismantle the network
    Lest hunger for megadeath tip the scales of foolish waste
    Half-life defined
    I am ruin
    I am awakened
    Klaxons blare
    Monitors flicker
    Bearing the coded tongue of forbidden doom
    The ruthless relic is once more alive
    My sermon bleeds electronic dissonance
    Omnipotent architect arrives
    Prodigious power courses behind thy Iron Curtain
    The sun wanes, driving back the silhouette of the prophetic menace
    Exposng the rusting carcass
    His body is covered in soldered veins
    Encased in steel-stamped armor
    Manufactured with surgical precision
    The sinister program lies inside the human temple
    The trophy of industrial milestone
    I am thy infinite emperor
    Infection of the finite subject
    Overpopulation gives way to mechanical commandment
    All will how my name
    I am thy infinite power bestowed on dead hands
    Baneful engineering
    Weaponized by the living
    I bring for destruction without discretion
    I am thy infinite
    I am the end
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    Beasts Of Old

    By Crimson Jester,

    More new lyrics! I'm on a rolllllll. Like always, throw some constructive crit at me, ladies and gents.
     
     
    Enigmatic dichotomy of the mind's eye
    Cimmerian quagmires obstructing individuality
    You are no longer self-aware
    The hive mind is now online
    I am the awakening of destructive integrity
    Blood flow increases, hearts race
    I am the virus repurposed to ensure the longevity of nothing
    Stone will crumble
    Flames lick at your greaves
    The effigal obelisks of your tyrant of grief
    Avaricious intentions entombed in the screaming streets
    Korruhn, master of war
    I am all that your abhor
    Determined to kill
    Driven to bleed
    You will suffer among the weak
    Beasts of old
    Corruption
    Beasts of old
    Impartial
    As the bone is torn away
    You begin to empathize with the back drafts of revolt
    In sordid silence
    My work is complete
    As you march in file
    The cycle repeats
    Beasts of old
    Beasts of war
    Beasts of old
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    The rain begins to pour
    As the artillery starts to roar
    Soothing ringing in my ears
    Their screams I need not hear
     
    The water's red with blood
    Bodies sinking in the mud
    Tombs amidst the dirt
    An atonement to the earth
     
    Another falls beside me
    My eyes are glazed with death
    When from No Man's Land
    Comes burning dragon's breath
     
    My lungs begin to sear
    My flesh falls from my bones
    A vicious reformation
    In death I can go home
     
    Committed to the sea of stone
    The place where bloodied poppies grow
    There is no life, nothing to show
    All sacrificed
    All glorified
    Their crosses in a row
     
    Now take up my burning torch
    Breathe life upon my grave
    For every place my body's scorched
    To show just what I gave
     
    And in the place a man once stood
    Carved upon the trenching wood
    Scrawled out with a bayonet
    And this is what it read:
     
    For life, we fall
    From death, we rise
    For we, the heroes
    We don't die
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    Divinations

    By Crimson Jester,

    “And so it shall be, in the wake of insurgence, the first Seal shall be broken, and the onset of Armageddon shalt be upon you all.” - Divinations, Chapter XII, verse VI
     
    PM me, so ye shalt be saved!
  19. Crimson Jester
    'Eye of the Animal'
     
    The sound of artillery fills the sky
    A flood of nightmares consume my mind
    The smell of death, I don't know why
    We're still here
     
    Screams and confusion engulf the field
    As blood and gore begin to spill
    Our only hope, the strength of our will
    We must win
     
    When it comes down to you and him
    Do you have what it takes to kill?
    When another's life lies in your hands
    Become the victim to war's demands
     
    The blood will dry
    More will die
    Don't let their sacrifice go to waste
    Have no fear
    Gather your pride
    In time the nightmares will subside
     
    The walls around you begin to fall
    The opposing forces weren't prepared at all
    For the greatest of men, pushed to the wall
    Crush the enemy
     
    Cut them down, fill 'em with lead
    Leave every single one for dead
    Curb-stomp every last head
    Leave the body, withered
     
    The sun has begun to fall
    Your enemy's blood coats the wall
    A grotesque smirk across your face
    Battered corpses litter the streets
    Broken bones beneath your feet
    For your sacrifice, bear victory's face
     
    Load your clip as you march away
    For the battle's done, but not the war
    You're lucky to be alive
     
    Hang your rifle high
    One last look at the prize
    One long gaze into your eyes
    Will reveal an animal
     
    You're the one true victim here
    The man who had to kill
    The thoughts will never leave your head
    A casualty of ferocity
  20. Crimson Jester
    To kill a man is to crush a dream
    To crush a dream, to secure your own
    And though foreign blood burns like a sickness
    Killing that man will get you home
     
    So thrust the bayonet through his chest
    Pray he dies a painless death
    He's no better, you're no worse
    But only the survivor will come in first
     
    How can you sit there
    Wading in your lies?
    Does it make you smile
    To see them die?
    Their blood is on your hands
    But you like the look of red
     
    To kill a man, a horrible thought
    Cast his blood upon the battered stone
    Feel the burning, as he drives the blade
    And know your death will get him home
     
    Your body's given to the ground
    Another name upon a stone
    But in the sea of likewise crosses
    Your tragic life will never be found
     
    Their blood is on your hands
    But you like the look of red
    Their blood courses through your veins
    The only difference between you and the dead
  21. Crimson Jester

    Solace

    By Crimson Jester,

    Some new lyric I wrote today, out of boredom. Nothing spectacular. Based on a 19th century short story, called 'Young Goodman Brown'. Leave some feedback.
     
    A darkened forest
    Its very limbs wail with greed
    And tonight, I've come for an evil deed
     
    A twisted snake
    It's eyes so full of hatred
    And I'm beginning to regret this decision
     
    Loathful brotherhood of pious souls
    Macabre faces, this is not my home
    Frozen hearts, away with morality
    A bitter congregation with evil Himself
    Salem has become ######
     
    Breaths; sharp
    Uneven amidst the burning brush
    I run from those I'd grown to trust
     
    And my dearest Faith,
    She's counted among the casualties
    Her spirit lies amongst swirling smoke and stars
    My loyalties lost to all
     
    Carry this burden
    The weight, it crushes my spine
    Every step, another threat
    For on that night I lost my mind
     
    Let this be my [it may not be filtered, but you still can't use it. -Shine]
    And I'll carry it to my tomb
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