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Jan. 2nd, 2005 @ 03:45 pm
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Having this thing and reading other people's things produces too many trivial matters. Will not update this ever again and will never check other people's journal's again. Good luck to you all.Current Mood:  accomplished Current Music: Chopin - The Funeral March |
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Jan. 1st, 2005 @ 09:18 am
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Reading Hagakure.
Happy 2012.
I'll be in the marines for the end.Current Mood:  apathetic Current Music: Hagakure |
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There are approximately two billion children (persons under 18) in the world. However, since Santa does not visit children of Muslim, Hindu, Jewish or Buddhist (except maybe in Japan) religions, this reduces the workload for Christmas night to 15% of the total, or 378 million (according to the population reference bureau). At an average (census) rate of 3.5 children per household, that comes to 108 million homes, presuming there is at least one good child in each. Santa has about 31 hours of Christmas to work with,thanks to the different time zones and the rotation of the earth, assuming east to west (which seems logical). This works out to 967.7 visits per second. This is to say that for each Christian household with a good child, Santa has around 1/1000 th of a second to park the sleigh, hop out, jump down the chimney, fill the stocking, distribute the remaining presents under the tree, eat whatever snacks have been left for him, get back up the chimney, jump into the sleigh and get onto the next house.
Assuming that each of these 108 million stops is evenly distributed around the earth (which, of course, we know to be false, but will accept for the purposes of our calculations), we are now talking about 0.78 miles per household; a total trip of 75.5 million miles, not counting bathroom stops or breaks. This means Santa's sleigh is moving at 650 miles per second--3,000 times the speed of sound. For purposes of comparison, the fastest man made vehicle, the Ulysses space probe, moves at a poky 27.4 miles per second, and a conventional reindeer can run (at best) 15 miles per hour.( Read more... ) |
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"Man you really need to get out more buddy." Jimmy looked at his fellow storm trooper with a solemn feeling in his eyes. Yes in his fully covered eyes. "Jim I need some advice." "Shoot" The trooper slowed his pace and began opening his soul to his buddy, "I wanna open a bar. I mean I have the loans to back it up and the Imperials will back it and everything." Jim stopped and looked to this poor excuse for a stormtrooper, then slapped the crap out of him. "Shut the fuck up you douche. Storm Troopers don't open bars they open weapons stores or junk stores or smugglers hideouts to catch smugglers." The other storm trooper stood there and a tear came upon his face under his helmet and he turned his back on Jim. "I thought you were my friend, and I thought I could confide in you but you just spat in my face." Jim turned him around took his helmet off and literally spat in his face. Putting his helmet back on, "That was me spitting in your face. You're stupid and I hope you fail miserably at life." With that he left his fellow storm trooper there and broken. It was the last time he ever saw that douche.
The second he turned his back the trooper disappeared into thin air. Auto-Disentergration happens with a fully charged rifle shot. "Man you really need to do better things with your money and your life in general. Be glad you talked to me and got your life straight. A bar... Phhfft." He looked back and saw nothing there, and the smell of fresh burnt flesh hit his smell receptors in his helmet. He dove behind the nearest pylon and saw a nice clean hole in the ground where he was just standing. Shit a sniper... I hate outside duty. He didn't poke his head out like a retard but instead he took his helmet off and held it out. The second it popped out it turned to ash in his hand, Well now I have where he approximately is And with that he rolled out dodging the next shot and fired some cover fire in the general area. His rolling was almost in vain as he felt the next shot hot on his face barely missing him.
He got to the next pylon no problem though the sniper wasn't gonna miss this next time. Then poor old Jim had an idea, I can call for help! He radioed for help warning them that there was indeed a sniper and waited. "Jim we'll be there in a sec," and with that he saw them pile out of the door ahead of him. And then one of them disappeared. Jimmy decided to wait for the next shot to make his move.
The second the next storm trooper was downed jimmy popped out from behind the pylon and took careful aim, and fired.
The sniper dropped like a rock with a fresh blaster burn in his left eye. "Rebel Scum.." |
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Nov. 11th, 2004 @ 02:34 pm
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0700: I woke up early this morning due to the whirring and buzzing of the alarms. Apparently they had a drill this morning because we were expecting some unwelcome guests later on that day. Ironic yes? I think so. But anyways I was up an hour early before my basic shift. I'm usually a cranky waker so getting up an hour early should of helped.
0800: I started shift like normal. Basic guard duty of the main command center. Sent my wife a letter telling her that I'm ok. But all she was worried about was my pay raise. Too bad I couldn't have been as quick as Jaies and catch a republic follower snooping around the place. The ass got a 500 credit bounty out of it. I get paid later today... wooo...
1047: We had another drill. They are getting more frequent. Wonder if we're just being paranoid or if the visitor is actually gonna show up. I mean we're hidden in this base on a planet in the boon docks of the galaxy where no one will ever think to find a military outpost. Let alone an imperial controlled one.
1353: Apparently they were not kidding! The visitor actually landed about a kilometer outside the base. They sent an assault squad to take care of him. Heh we'll never here from him again. Maybe I should request getting transfered to assault. They get paid better.
1356: Good thing I'm not on assault... they found their corpses mauled and mangled and hacked to pieces. Hmmm and they let a new guy in place of Jaies some "Dark Jedi"... force smorce... he doesn't look too tough. Though he does have this wierd feeling about him. And now I think he's meditating. At least Jaies talked.
1412: Man you would never believe it. Hell I can't I'm talking to myself in my journal. Anyways this Jedi yes JEDI! Came running up to the door and had like the entire force after his ass. And he was cleaving everything in sight. Jaies ran up to him and got his face chopped off it was fucking AWESOME!! Then he decided he was gonna try getting through my door. The dark jedi jumped in and they were fighting and shit then the jedi kicked the shit out of the dark jedi then stabbed him while he was on the ground. And I shot him in the back. The jedi turned around with this smoking hole in his chest and I was like "DODGE THAT BITCH!"
1415: Man the wife's gonna be happy I got a raise and a 2000 credit bounty from the jedi. Rock on |
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Nov. 11th, 2004 @ 12:06 pm
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| » Kung fu... The honorable fighting system |
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ADD page 3 is up and running. And I really like the fact that it just beats so much ass... I mean look at it... it has drama, a love scene, a great fight scene, and me. Nothing better people. Jumbo Jacks will save all our lives. Seriously... We'll be thermonucleared and then a wave of jumbo jacks will fly in the air all radioactive and shit and they'll defeat the chinese then we'll eat them. But get our faces pounded and raped because they have arms. And lazer rifles... fuck yeah.
fuck yeah
fuck yeah
fuck yeah
fuck NO!
We'll get Kung-FU jesus to beat down the oppresive jumbo jacks and then we'll be rulers of the world again. All hail the dolphin king.
Oct. 20th, 2004 @ 01:59 am
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Well ADD hit my website hard and left a pretty big brown stain. I have 2 pages and a cover page already done so I'm still 8 pages away from deciding on it being a Web worthy comic. Because I'd need to update it at least every week and that's a commitment for someone like me who has my past history with comics.
But I got another request from a friend. She wanted to see the Antman comics come back. And i'm thinking about giving him his great comeback special... Maybe if I get briefly bored with ADD I'll make a few guest appearance Antman pictures. Haven't drawn the little bugger in a while and it'll be a good change from the world of random.
D&D web comic seems way off now if the ADD comic goes as planned.
Depeche Mode is a great mood setter. I mean any particular mood you need they can most likely provide the background music for. But then there's E Nomine. Who just generally beat major ass.
This entry seems to be less ranty.. need to change that tommorow... Well 4 entries one day. 4 Deviation 1 day. I'm doin's pretty good... and a new day starts in 6 minutes *cracks knuckles*
Oct. 18th, 2004 @ 11:48 pm
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ADD the web-comic edition is underway. Working on page one right this second to test it's abilities and how it's gonna work out as a web-comic. Gonna do the border and all that fancy crap in photoshop and most likely paste it on my Devart website before finally geting enough pages to place it under a web-comic hosting website.
If I get enough comments I'll know what you expect of me and what you want me to do as far as the series itself goes then tell all of you to go write your own comic if I'm not doing something "right". But comments are appreciated as always at my Devart website and encouraged. I could always use some developemental advice.
But I'm not making any promises. The last time I made promises I didn't finish the comic. And the time after that my computers scanner was fucked for over 4 months. So this is no promise but I am working with it.
If you haven't figured out by now I'm merely using this journal to get excess information out of my head and it looks like from this post as well that I am using it as a developemental forum for the ADD Web-Comic Edition. though if I get it hosted by the people I think are gonna host it it'll have it's own forum there as well. For non-LJ users or people who don't visit Devart either.
I'm also working kinda on a D&D based web-comic though ADD is the actual developmental process as of right this moment so don't expect the D&D comic for sometime if at all.
Oct. 18th, 2004 @ 11:49 am
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Your Life: The Soundtrack | Created by aiko and taken 13405 times on bzoink! | | Opening credits | Requiem For a Dream | | Waking up | Holst - Mars Bringer of War | | Average day | Dennis Leary - I'm an Asshole | | First date | Depeche Mode - Just Can't Get Enough | | Falling in love | E Nomine - DAS OMEN | | Love scene | Earth Wind and Fire - Let's Groove Tonight | | Fight scene | Trashmen - Surfin' Bird | | Breaking up | Apoptygma Berzerk - Bitch | | Getting back together | Iced Earth - Angel's Holocaust | | Secret love | Iced Earth - My Own Savior | | Life's okay | James Brown - Pappa's got a Brand New Bag | | Mental breakdown | Lords of Acid - I Sit on Acid | | Driving | Lords of Acid - Back off, the Bitch is Mine | | Learning a lesson | MSI - Bring the Pain | | Deep thought | Rammstein - Engel | | Flashback | Rolling Stones - Time is on my Side | | Partying | Mr. Bungle - Squeeze me Maccaroni | | Happy dance | Lords of Acid - Spank My Booty | | Regreting | MSI - Bitches | | Long night alone | MSI - I hate Jimmy Page | | Death scene | Carl Orff - The Carmina Burana (the whole thing) | | Closing credits | NIN - Closer | Create a Survey | Search Surveys | Go to bzoink! |
Oct. 18th, 2004 @ 09:34 am
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| » A blackguard talks.... A paladin listens |
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I would like to inquire the portion of our society that denies killing projects peace and then backs it with deadly force. "PEACE MOTHERFUCKER YOU'LL LIKE IT SCUMBAGS!!! *machine gun fire*" I'm big on killing our enemies. No problems there but I am against obvious attempt to conceal actions. Now when one says that they promote peace, then speak threatningly, then point guns at people immediately after peace talks, it confuses me a bit. I mean... just shoot the poor bastards. Don't be a cocktease and leave them there with blue balls for peace then nuke'em. That's just unecessary and not needed. But those same bastards look down upon those of us whom wish to spread mindless violence. We could very easily lie to the higher ups and tell them "yeah we're fightin' fer freedom, oil, and commerce... oh vengeance too... damn the infidels... growl" We should go ahead and lie to them. Then how will they feel when we're in some foreign country not fighting for what they want us to fight for. Instead we're there fighting for the battle. Or just fighting for the gore. How will they feel? Used. Just like those other countries. And it'll be quite nice to get out there and fight for the sake of fighting. Confrontation just to get that adrenaline boost.
The blackguard is the anti-paladin. He is the evil shadow that the paladin wishes he could live in. The blackguard fights his foes with no remorse and no peace talks and no prisoners taken.
The paladin is the bright figure that's the blackguard shadows. for some odd reason the blackguard has denounced his old faith for something greater. But the paladin is the penultimate in faith. He speaks of peace and enforces it with words. But when a means to an ends comes, and there's no other way to stop it, he resorts to violence and conflict and actually feels remorse for it.
We are not Paladins, not are we Blackguards.
We're controlled by rogues. Lawful evil thieves. That can not be trusted.
Give me full plate or give me Gun... The world's ending and there's no paladins nor blackguards to fight for either side. Now we are faced with the backstabbings of the generation. And believe me being backstabbed by a hobbit fucking sucks.
Oct. 18th, 2004 @ 12:03 am
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So there I am in front of the computer wondering about a few things. "why am I just sitting here" "maybe I should go to bed" "or play a game even" "wonder when that songs gonna finish downloading" so forth and ecetera. Anyways I was sitting there and chatting n a java based RP further based upon New World of Darkness (gofik isn't it? ooohhh) And my character my friend jeff and 3 Ventrue walk into a bar. Bad start of a bad joke or possibly the death of a few mortals. But anyways our characters leave unscathed and I further attempt to get a job. Yes a job in a text based game. The bar tender chuckles a bit and jeff blackmails and pisses off several Gangrel (by several we're talking 9) and I quietly leave the docks to do other things like sleep. Thus forth afterwords I'm sitting in my bed and simply thinknig then the song Spank My Booty by Lords of Acid starts playing in my skull. So I couldn't take my thoughts seriously because "SPank my booty come on and spank my booty spank my booty spank my booty real good" doesn't make thoughts nearly as serious as they should be. The next night wasn't nearly that productive as I didn't even think I just sat there and watched the return of the king because I had a hard-on for fantasy battle sequences and that was the perfect satisfaction at the moment. Meanwhile throughout the week I've been indulging myself in Farscape on Sci-Fi channel. Great show great concept and makes me nostalgic for other things. Damn... Bitch is such a great song (Apoptygma Berzerk)
There was this one time when I cleaved through a villager because he was standing in my way. Good times, good times...
Oct. 17th, 2004 @ 04:03 pm
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