|Wednesday, February 11th, 2009|
This is my first story and I really have no clue how to post here on LiveJournal or what to do or anything so umm,..sorry If I'm doing this all wrong, anyone willing to help would be my hero. ^_^
anyways, here's my story. It's about zombies and its written from the POV of a zombie so I hope you like it. :)http://corriecannibal.livejournal.com/1697.html
|Sunday, August 21st, 2005|
i love ninjas (and hippos) -a lot-. and i wrote this poem to honour them...i hope that's alright. and i hope you all enjoy it.
flying, killing, wailing
sweet, graceful, fat, blood brother
helping, fighting, caring
|Saturday, July 23rd, 2005|
Out of boredom, I asked my LiveJournal friends to write ideas in a comment and I would write them a story about it. Most of them just made sarcastic, non-idea comments, but I decided to turn them all into stories. The first one turned into a western so i figured I'd post it here too. Enjoy.( Read more...Collapse )
|Wednesday, June 22nd, 2005|
Vulpine Imperium, a furry pirate RPG!
( A pirate-themed RP advertisementCollapse )
This ad is being placed in a number of furry/art/pirate/rp related communities. I've checked all user info's for all of the communities to see if such an ad would be forbidden-- if I missed such a rule, please let me know and I will be happy to delete it. I will be sticking around in most of these communities after this ad, since I am a fur interested in pirates, as well as being an anthro artist, so don't think that I'm just advertising!
edit: I've LJ-Cut the ad... hopefully that will be ok?
|Saturday, April 9th, 2005|
hi, i'm kayla and i love any thing to do with cowboys (hence why i joined). I have this red cowboy hat that i wear when ever i get the chance. i also made a t-shirt for my friend who too loves cowboys. i hope you like it!
then for christmas another friend was crazy for ninjas so i made him this
( hey is that a ninja up there?Collapse )
and dinosaurs kick some major ass too so for yet another friends birthday i made him this
( dino love?Collapse )
|Tuesday, December 7th, 2004|
silent against stars
lightly steps, black as a void
the ninja searches
|Sunday, October 24th, 2004|
|Thursday, October 7th, 2004|
i'm a pirate and cowboy type lover person. Pirates & Cowboys = <33
i'm even taking horse riding lessons to advance in my wanna be cowgirl type actions! Hooray~!
current horse - Roqui [Rocky...with a Qu...] oh how fancy.
Roqui = the beginner horse -_- nice, but i'll advance one day!
but this hasn't been written in since Aug.29 - wow, that was like...a month ago. did i join a dead communtity o_o?
yar...so. i look forward to this communtity. Hooray [again] ~!! Current Mood: chipper
|Sunday, August 29th, 2004|
as a fellow ninja, i bid all greetings and salutations.
|Wednesday, August 18th, 2004|
|Monday, June 28th, 2004|
The Naughty Ninja wishes greetings to you all.
|Tuesday, June 15th, 2004|
Part one of my tag team experiment
Captain Angus Mcdonugal had a hook for a head. Normally this would be a fatal wound but Angus was unusually hardy, and he would tell his men that his hatred for the bilge rats what done this to him was enough to keep him going until the world ended. At least that’s what they imagined he was saying; to be truthful they really weren’t that sure, he had no mouth to speak with.
Some among the crew feared that he was indeed a zombie, what kind of man could live without his head for so long, like a sea bound cockroach. Maybe they were right Captain Mcdonugal wasn’t talking. He just kept them sailing in a straight line, straight towards their fate, straight towards the ninja stronghold.
|Monday, May 24th, 2004|
ninjas are mammals
that's partly why i love them
|Sunday, May 9th, 2004|
ash ketcham is hot
i wish i were a ninja
both are japanese Current Mood: poetic and deep
|Tuesday, April 27th, 2004|
ROGUE NINJA II : Resurrection
This is a modern story about seventeen active ninja who were once members of a community but were outcast by it's notorious leader.
One day, hmmm, let's say it was a Sunday and it was in April...the 4th in fact, of this year. Jeff changes the rules and turns the community into nothing more than a 'looks' ratings community. Then he decides to have a major purge and get rid of some of the best members of Mad Ninja Skill, including the two moderators.
Well guess what?, they're back.( Click here to read moreCollapse )
|Monday, April 26th, 2004|
x-posted to my journal/ninjasvspirates
HEY IMA N00B.
My name is Sydney and I can't stop thinking about ninjas. I wrote this story about a not-so-ninja, and it kind of gets worse as it goes on.
GREAT TO KNOW MY COMPUTER KNOWS HOW TO SPELL HOE BAG.THE RISE AND FALL OF HOLLINGSWORTH THE NOT-SO-NINJA
a short story by Sydney Danger Christ
Once upon a time there was a young ninja who was named Hollingsworth. This was because he really wasn't a ninja but the lovechild of Winston Churchill and some Japanese slut. They called these Japanese sluts geishas because that's the sound they'd make when amazed by the immense size and power of European submarines that were dragged into the harbors by Godzilla.
Hollingsworth was an outcast from the start. His heritage leant him no help. It fucking sucked to be 1/2 Japanese because Rivers Cuomo wouldn't be famous for another 80 years or so. Even if Rivers was around at the time it wouldn't have mattered because Hollingsworth was not a girl and even though Rivers looks like he would be into guys he lusts after (half-Japanese) pussy.
The nature of Hollingsworth lead him to natural world that surrounded him - trees and squirrels and those kinds of natural things. Oh how Hollingsworth adored the cherry blossoms so delicate, how he yearned to be the swan that perused the pond (actually it was a plastic kiddy pool, the swan was really a dead leaf covered in bird shit.) He enjoyed nature of the potted variety as well. His hoe bag
mom would care for tiny bonsai trees when not out fucking men or robots (in Japan you can never tell.) Hollingsworth wanted dearly a bonsai but needed a friend too. Talking to a tree didn't really qualify as social interaction, although Charlie Brown might disagree. So Hollingsworth decided to take to the art of shaping kittens
in elaborate glass bottles instead. In his right hand were a pair of shears, the left a supple baby cat. It screamed as Hollingsworth snip snip snipped away, a clip here and a bigger slice here. Finally he had mastered the art of one-handed origami while holding a rare Ethiopian Screech Kitten (screamus alottomus felinex) in the other hand (he had actually invented this)! Hollingsworth liked this a lot, he liked how it combined aural and visual and oral (a portion of cucumber roll is to be held in the mouth during the process as well) senses into one zen-like harmonious piece of active mixed media. In fact he liked it so much he totally forgot about kitten bonsai and took to his new art form instead, despite protest from the PET,A (Paperical Ethics Team, of Asinyaki)
His unusual and controversial art form proved to be his claim to fame and Hollingsworth lived contently for a lot of days until he died from a lethal papercut. Investigation later pointed blame to a radical terrorist sect of the PET,A. Current Mood: totally sweet
|Saturday, March 13th, 2004|
|Saturday, February 26th, 2005|
i was a lonely pirate who needed friends :(THE END Current Mood: hot
|Sunday, February 22nd, 2004|
|Wednesday, February 18th, 2004|
Shadows of Iga
Without a sound
He arrived at the Castle
Crouching in the long tall grass
Treading lightly on the ground.
Not a sound was heard
When he climbed the wall
Using his rope grappling hook type thingy
Being careful not to fall
Up on the ledge he peered down
There was a guard talking to another about football
Standing next to a hedge
All dressed in brown
He had to get to the castle
And as they passed the time of day
He stalked, didn't run, didn't walk
Silently past them without delay
With a swoosh the door slid back
A big black figure with a great big sword
It swooshed down in a frenzied attack
Taking the bastards head off
...Can anyone think of anything that rhymes with purple?