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  1. Wrinkledlion X

    I Hate This

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    I'm in an argument via PM with a member who claims my late Grandfather and Uncle (both wonderful people) had "problems."
    His reasoning is that my grandfather smoked and my Uncle did some drugs in his lifetime. He insists that he's not rude because they did do drugs.
     
    What do you think? Do you consider it rude to tell a person that his dead loved ones had "problems?"
     
    EDIT: Oh, and now he's claiming that I never really cared about them... Really!
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    Hateford

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    I had the most bizarre dream last night.
     
     
    It took place in a town that I had been to before in other dreams I have since forgotten. In this one I was reminded of (or possibly introduced to) its name: Hateford.
     
    I was drifting down a thin creek in a small rowboat when I reached a clearing. Behind me the banks grew steeper and roots jutted from them. A canopy of thick trees filtered out the light and I was soon dazzled by the new light ahead of me. I passed under an arched, wooden bridge into a small town.
     
    This town had no roads or pavement, and was surround by tall cliffs, raising straight up from behind the houses or water. The ground and land was mottled alternately with blackened scorch marks and with lush green grass overflowing and creeping from their patches... And there were nearly-luminescent flowers of every type and color imaginable.
     
    As I rowed in through the only entrance under the bridge, I examined my surroundings. Two wooden houses were perched in a crevice to my right between two thin and tall sandstone outcroppings. Beyond them, accessible through a wooden path hanging slightly over the water, was a birdhouse mounted on a pole. The front wall was gone and inside were two birds on a perch, a crow on the left and a vulture on the right. Both were taxidermied and quite dead. I recall a small beaded chain, like that of a lamp, hanging from its bottom.
     
    I believe I passed under another arched bridge, but of this I'm uncertain. Now I reached a further cleared area. To my left was a wooden inn of some sort... It looked warm and comfortable. To my right was a cluster of small, unidentifiable buildings. They had large, yellowed glass windows displaying... Nothing that I can remember. It may have been nothing, but I concluded that they were shops.
     
    Several people came out of the buildings on both sides and greeted me. They seemed to dress in older styles of clothing, like more colorful alternatives to Victorian garb. The most noticeable was no doubt the Mayor. He wore a long trench coat, patterned with bizarre colors and interlocking, distorted shapes. As a symbol of authority he carried a long copper rod as a staff or walking stick, which, coupled with his white foot-long beard gave him a nearly wizardlike appearance.
     
    He lead me out of my boat and welcomed me to Hateford.
     

    * * *


     
    As it got dark, a man began passing out incredible candies. I've never tasted anything in my dreams besides this, but even as I write this I want another. It was a circular white thing that resembled saltwater taffy, but he referred to it as a truffle. It tasted somewhat like vanilla, but with a berry-like flavor mixed in and something else I couldn't identify...
     
    I only had one, but many other colors were handed out to the people throughout town. Everybody was eating them constantly.
     
    It wasn't long before I went to bed in the inn. I watched out my window as the flowers blossomed all over the once-barren cliff. They rose from the scorched ground, from the clusters of grass, and from the empty sandstone equally. Everything became luscious and beautiful as the stars came out.
     
    Along with the normal stars, brightly colored, larger stars burned in the sky. They could be found in yellow, red, blue, green, and many more. I watched them move across the sky as the hours passed until the Yellow Star was at its peak over the cliff. As it climbed to the top, I noted the Mayor and the man that sold the candy hiking up the cliff. They stood at the top beneath a just-grown tree and spoke to each other.
     
    The seller made grand sweeping motions with his hand towards the sky and towards the world beyond Hateford. He directed the Mayor to point his copper staff to the Yellow Star high above. As he did so, the tip of it began to glow a brilliant yellow. It stayed like that for several seconds before, in an instant, it spread down the rod and to his hands. It enveloped him and an incredible blast of yellow lightning shot from the end and to the star high above.
     
    The Mayor was gone. The rod fell to the ground as the Yellow Star burned just a little brighter...
     
    At this point I woke up.
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    Sick At Home...

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    Well today I'm sick at home. This is both cool and unpleasant.
    I have two classes with my cousin, so I can get my homework from him, but I barely know anyone in the other four, so I'll have to do a lot of calling around to find my homework for those...
    Now, since I have nothing to do... Post replies! Entertain me!
  7. Wrinkledlion X

    Update

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    We're staying at my dad's friend Dennis' house.
    Let me briefly explain the situation:
     
    We left because the Portola Hills area was on fire. If it managed to get down the southernmost hill and jump a small street, it would reach a restaurant called called Cook's Corner. From there, it would go through a massive area full of dry brush that hasn't burned for ninety years. This would essentially act as a fuse leading directly to my neighborhood.
     
    Luckily, the fifty mile-per-hour winds in that area seem to have subsided (ABC 7 reports), and my parents (who went back to evacuate horses) say that the smoke goes straight up. This is a very good sign.
     
    Our house has been practically fireproofed, anyways. It has cement shingles over the entire thing and we duct-taped aluminum foil to all the windows to avoid any radiant heat. We then attached two of those fancy brass sprinklers that cost $20 to the roof, and the entire yard and house was completely soaked. (As were the houses around us.)
    My father says that a stream of water an inch deep goes down the entire road and that he sunk half a foot into the mud when he stepped out the door.
     
    Things are looking pretty good right now, and I may be back a few days earlier than I estimated.
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    I'm Evacuating

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    Several massive wildfires are in the area near my neighborhood. It's not certain that they'll get there, but we're evacuating nonetheless. I might not be here for a little while.
     
    See you later.
  9. Wrinkledlion X

    School Sucks...

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    Egads, this sucks.
     
    Since I started school a week ago, I've already been getting colossal amounts of homework. On the first weekend of school (Why do we have homework on weekends, anyway?), I received 120 math problems, two essays, 20 health questions, and several worksheets from other classes. I've barely had time to go online, and my epic hasn't been updated for weeks! (I'm working on it now.)
     
    Most of my teachers are either insane or really, really boring. The best new one is probably my English teacher Mrs. Kliewer, who is nice and has a sense of humor, but is quite unstable. She's always moving around and talking extremely quickly. Very hyperactive. I think she's like this because she used to teach in the ghetto and one of her student was killed in a drive-by shooting, and his best friend committed suicide. She's also alluded to other horrible things happening in her past, so I think she's a bit mind-scarred.
     
    My Health teacher Mrs. Lukin is twice as insane. I have Health in place of P.E. for this trimester, but I think I might be more willing to run in the hundred-degree weather outside. She's always babbling on about how you need to be "REALLY HEALTHY!" and she is completely obsessed with health. (She's taught the subject for thirty-five years.) In addition, she always talks about how you shouldn't do drugs or alcohol, which really annoys me. She fails to bring up the fact that its not the substance that's the problem, it's the abuse. Most drugs can save lives in a medical environment, and a glass of wine every day substantially lengthens your life.
     
    Next is Mrs. Black, my Physical Science teacher. I have no idea what's going on with her... I think she's bipolar, or has multiple personalities or something. She's very volatile and frequently shifts between calm and pleasant to angry and vaguely sinister. (I explain this with the fact that her husband is in Iraq, but it's still awfully strange.) To further this, my Life Science teacher last year, Dr. Chavez, has a new classroom next door, and whenever he opens the door to ask her a question, I can hear students laughing and enjoying themselves next door. Such contrast... She does have an incredible memory, though. By the second day of school she had memorized the names of everyone in my class.
     
    Next up is my History teacher, Mrs. Armstrong. She's the most normal of them and she has a sense of humor. I don't know her well enough to give a detailed description, though. She's very normal.
     
    Then we have my Algebra teacher Mrs. Mathews... She's nice, and she teaches the subject very well, but she never jokes around or tells us stories or anything... Just sticks to the math. It gets quite boring and I wind up wanting to go to sleep in her class...
     
    My teacher in Advanced Art, Mrs. Perry, is the same Art teacher I had last year, so nothing new. She's nice though, and I like her. Unfortunately I have her for homeroom, so I'll have to switch homerooms each trimester. Oh, well.
     
     
    In conclusion: Seventh Grade is better that Eighth Grade.
  11. Wrinkledlion X
    Good to be back.
    Things I accomplished while BZPower was offline:
    -Bought all Toa Mahri but Hahli (I plan to buy her really soon.)
    -Bought Maxilos & Spinax
    -Bought all but two Mars Mission sets
    -Received $550
    -Finished my epic
     
    My epic, BIONICLE: Chronicles of Krahiki is technically finished, but I'm only allowed to post one chapter a day. I'm posting the next two over the next two days, so if you haven't read it, I'd recommend that you do.
  12. Wrinkledlion X

    Sunburn

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    I've decided to stop talking to myself and instead talk to a bunch of other people. And by "talk" I mean "complain."
    I went swimming at a public pool for my friend's birthday a couple days ago, and it's had some unexpected consequences... I was under the impression that June 28 was on a Friday, but it wound up being on a Thursday. So I got a call asking if I was coming, which woke me up.
    Half-awake as I was, I ran to his house without sunscreen. I'm very susceptible to sunburns, but I thought they would have sunscreen. They did, but it wound up being that cheap spray-on sunscreen that doesn't work. I didn't know it didn't, so I used it anyways.
    Now I have second degree burns all over my body. They're blistering and peeling off and I'm in constant pain.
     
    This sucks excessively.
     
  13. Wrinkledlion X
    I just went to Doheny Beach for my friend's birthday, and the beach was littered with Humboldt squid carcasses! There were about fifty mantles, but I could only find fours heads with tentacles. I removed the very long pen from one and carried the head back on a stick. (The head and tentacles were about one foot long!) I put it in a bag and brought it home.
    I'm now going to preserve it in isopropyl alcohol in a large transparent container. (I already have two smaller squids preserved, in the same condition they were two years ago.)
     
    Although I'm very happy about that, I also found out how unappreciated cephalopods are. Despite the fact that the beach was covered with three- and four-foot long squid carcasses, I saw no less than seven people gathered around a tiny dead crab. Did nobody notice that they were surrounded by massive squids?
  15. Wrinkledlion X
    Well, I've been considering a name change as of late, because I haven't changed since 2004... I want to keep my name basically the same, with just a minor modification... Something like "-Wrinkledlion X-" or "WRINKLEDLION X" or "-WRINKLEDLION X-"... Something like that...
     
    Any suggestions?
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    Bbc #43

    By Wrinkledlion X,

    Aah, the wonders of waking up at noon...
     
    Just wanted to say my moc, the Teutha-Nui, will be up soon. It's a giant squid. I just need to get some clear pictures.
  24. Wrinkledlion X
    I'm very angry right now.
    I worked forever to make an entry for BBC #42, and I just found out that it ended at 11:59 EST time! EST?! It ended at 8:00! So I'm posting it here. It's a squid. And I think it was my only chance at ever advancing through the first poll.
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