It's been a while, hasn't it?
Yet I've been here all along.
Watching silently, but never showing myself.
I've been here.
You just never saw me.
... Now doesn't that sound stalker-ish? I'm really a child-molester, ya know? XD
But really, I have been connected to my computer, I just never really paid attention to the internet. I actually planned to draw a comic and have it up on here a couple weeks ago, I just never finished it. I've been uh, distracted. Some of you may know the details, but my current situation is still unknown if those of you who know are wondering :P Either way, the comic was going to be outdated as it was about my topsy turvy sleeping schedule that week that ended up flip-flopping to normal person mode within the next week.
Yeah. My sleeping schedule is fucked up.
But do not fret, my dear readers. The last week of my life has been particularly fruitful muse-wise for writing and graphics. So last weekend, I started writing a LOT for that sci-fi novel I've been reworking since 7th grade. I only wrote for like 3 days, so I only have 11 pages done but it makes up the entire first chapter. Half of it was done in one day, actually, as I wrote almost 2k words on Sunday when I was supposed to be working on World History homework. XD I ran it by my friend Mary, who will be my future editor one day, but no reports back as to what should be revised. Apparently it's really good, though, so I'll share with you the best part.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I shout.
He jumps up, almost hitting his head on the hood. Shit, he thinks. I restrain a snicker. He closes the hood and turns around, glaring at me. In response, I hold out his wallet. “You forgot your wallet, dumbass. You have a striking resemblance to this Reese dude, John. You know the point of ‘fake IDs’ are to get one of an older person, right?”
He snarls and advances towards me. God, when will this girl give it a rest? he thinks to himself “I’ll take that,” he says as he snatches his wallet out of my hand. Walking away, he shoves his hands in his pockets and doesn’t look back.
“I just want to know who you are,” I call out after him. He continues on without a word. I hurry after him. Completely forgetting that my gloves are resting beside my empty plate in the diner, I grab for his wrist. “Wait…” I start to say.
The moment my palm touches his wrist, his anger and resentment towards me are magnified to such intense levels that the pain I feel is unbearable. I am brought to my knees by his touch, but for some reason I am unable to let go. His entire mind opens up to me, but I can only make sense of a few memories. Heat. Fire. Sirens. Crashing. These moments in time that do not belong to me overtake my mind. The thoughts and musings of other people from as far as probably two streets away enter my head in a cacophonous whirlwind of disembodied confusion all around me. Most peculiar is the feeling of floating several feet in the air, high above the ground. When I finally let go, I am thrown back a distance, yards away from where I once stood. The wind is knocked out of me, searing pain rattling my spine. I faintly hear footsteps running towards me, though I feel as though I am imagining it.
”Marc! Are you okay?” I hear John/Reese’s voice echoing in my mind, though I am sure it isn’t a thought projecting towards me. Two hands gingerly touch my face, and what I feel next surprises me most of all.
Nothing.
I feel no magnified emotions, hear no thoughts. For once in two years, I hear nothing a regular person cannot with my hat off. I can feel the touch of another person’s skin without their emotions transferring to me. My mind feels empty without these expectations. The silence and feel of skin are almost unrecognizable to me.
I sit up, John/Reese gripping my hand and putting his other hand on the small of my back for leverage. The emptiness continues. I search his face, trying to analyze what he is feeling without the use of my powers. It is difficult, but I sense his concern and a hint of fear within the ice of his eyes. Something happened to him as well during my mind explosion. I try to read his mind for a hint of what happened, but I draw a blank. All I can hear is the rustle of leaves as a breeze comes by and the faint rumble of cars on the main road a few blocks away.
“Who are you?” I ask again, almost whimpering this time. The pain from my back finally registers and tears come forth to the corners of my eyes.
His gaze hardens, the corners of his lips tightening. “My name is Reese Wesley,” he says as he helps me up. He drops my hand from his grip, but I grab for his wrist again before the thoughts of others get a chance to invade my own.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
“The government wants me,” he continues almost monotonously. He looks away, as if he is embarrassed to reveal more. “They want me captured alive for examination because they know about me. They know about my powers.” He turns back to face me, his expression harder and colder than ever. “I am a telekinetic.”
And that my dears, was the last page and a half of chapter one.
In all honestly, although I figured out the kind of science that is involved in the creation of these powers, I'm still trying to understand how a hat can prevent a telepathic from reading minds. Allergic reaction to the wool, perhaps? Stupid sci-fi takes too much research. I still haven't even decided what I want to happen in the middle of the book. XP
BUT you can see that today's title is GRAPHIC Happy, not WRITING Happy. Well this week, my graphic muse hit me HARD. Worst of all, it was in the middle of the night so every time I wanted to make a graphic it would be in the middle of the night when I do homework >_> If I did it during the day, then it would look REALLLY crappy. I have the evidence, but there's no way in hell I'm showing it to you.
However, it all started with a banner I had to make for a Fall Out Boy contest on MNI:
Round 2; Song: Nobody Puts Baby in the Corner
when I was finished, I was like, "OMIGOD this is the first time I have ever made a graphic that was blended this beautifully. I HAVE to make a set to this."
And so I did:
But the contest round results weren't up yet and I wanted it to be a surprise to the other contestants (which in reality is only like one other person). I REALLY needed a new set, though, so I decided I needed a totally original one.But I'm like, "What the hell do I fangirl over?" and so it hit me (in the middle of the night when I was supposed to be doing World History):
I'd just like to point out the letters on Destery and Nathan's knuckles. Those were NOT written on there when I got the picture. I actually had to put them on by typing each letter out individually and warping them into the direction of the knuckle to look like they wrote it. The whole thing was a pain in the ass, but I love the overall effect. Tis my favourite set of all time, I think.
If you don't know who DesandNate are by now, then you are DEPRIVED and shouldn't be allowed to live. They are two REALLY funny guys on YouTube that don't make videos often but are still quite hilarious. You should check the the shit out if you haven't already since my BACONHAWK references.
But for those of you who don't like clicking my links, then the order of the icons in the signature are of Nathan, Destery, Destery, and Nathan. I think you can tell that why I love them. XD
I also made a set for an old RP charrie that I need to take out again
I think Hayley Kiyoko being the playby will make me more motivated to RP the charrie, but probably none of you really care. :P
But WAIT, there's MORE.
The title IS Graphic Happy, after all.
I've been THINKING of starting up a graphics shop on MNI. I don't have time for it now, but school is almost over now so I might be able to run one over the summer. So in preparation, should I ever get around to this, I have been making little adoptables. YAY! They're all avvies/icons right now, though.
Miscellaneous:
There's actually supposed to be four of these, but GIMP won't let me edit the other one any further so I haven't saved it yet. Tis odd.
France
These are all pictures I saved from the time I made a graphic for my French culture project XD
Hot Guys:
Bands:
These four bands are the bands that have the most songs saved to my phone. I actually think Bring Me The Horizon was tied with Robot Science, but no one listens to them or has even heard of them so I moved down a band.
I actually think I made all 15 of these (plus one other, if it was working) in one day. I also downloaded like 21 new fonts today so I've been REALLY graphic happy.
[EDIT]
Original Photography:
These should look pretty familiar. The base images are of my own photography, all of which I have shown here on this blog the day I reappeared in February (or January. I can't remember). Hence why I have put TWGS in the lower right hand corners of all of them. [/EDIT]
I was going to add in these poems I found from my poetry craze last year, but I'm like nodding off (it's 4am right now) and the folder it's residing in is somewhere on the other side of the room.
No new pictures today. As it is, I actually kind of misplaced my camera.
I can assure you, I did not lose my camera because then that would be my fault. I misplaced it. Over a week ago, I left it on the kitchen table while I was eating. When I finished, I took a nap for several hours and woke up to it missing, so I haven't been able to do the photography contest I'm in because the camera on my phone has also been acting up on me. >_> I feel like a horrible person for missing it. But oh well.
I actually uploaded some of my earlier pictures, but like I said earlier, I'm dozing off. Plus, I haven't uploaded them all onto photobucket and I really don't want to do that right now. The earlier ones aren't that interesting anyway, since you won't be able to see the really funny pictures of my friends in French or the good picture of the guy who likes me (he be German :P). Although apparently I'm married to my friend Elijah from French, so I'm not sure how that works XD Then again, I was the one who proclaimed our marriage. We've been happily married for a week now.
TWGS ♥
EDIT :: Added the new icons I have made from my own original photography. Made Saturday, 26/3.