Sunday, 19 December 2010


So, I've found my pictures.

I don't have a scanner, but I can still show you...

Here's Tanith and Skulduggery:

I'm currently drawing Valkyrie, but I find her hard to draw...


Friday, 17 December 2010


Sorry, but I can't find my drawings

I have no idea where my picture of SP is

And my Emily the Strange drawing is in my art folder, which I won't be able to get for 3 weeks

Sorry :(

Monday, 6 December 2010

My Drawings

I'm debating with myself whether to post my drawings

I have drawn Emily the Strange (which I know people don't really know), and Skulduggery Pleasant.

FOR: It would be good to see if people thought I could draw, and I'd like to share them with some people

AGAINST: I don't want to be put to shame by Darkane, and I might have trouble uploading them.

So what do you think?

Sunday, 5 December 2010

Feeling Like A Banana


Soft, mushy, bruised and yellow!

My heart is soft!

My brain is mushy!

My ego is bruised!

And my skin is yellow!

Stupid bananas...

Who do they think they are?

Stone Goddess

Because Kallista requested it, I've posted the poem I wrote on my blog :) I want to thank Octaboona again, for inspiring me to write again

Stone Goddess

She stands there alone
As the sun sets
The light fading
The darkness awakening

She stands there alone
As the waves roar
The blue crashing
The cliffs thrashing

She stands there alone
As the tears flow
The liquid rolling
The diamonds uncontrolling

She stands there alone
As the whispers return
Calling her back
Calling her spirit

She stands there alone
As she ignores the pleas
The mist begging
The cold forgetting

She stands there alone
As the claws come down
Clawing her heart
Clawing her soul

She stands there alone
As she looks at herself
Her broken image
Her broken life

And the mirror cracks
And the beasts play
And they roll in
And they simply say:

"You are our Queen,
Our Goddess, our Light
You ignore us now when we need you
You have done no wrong

Your sadness haunts us
You relish in our pain
We need you now
We need you again!"

Anger flashes
Hot and alive
She moves her frozen hand
She opens her mouth to speak:

"Leave me now!
You disappoint me
You disappear
You forget me

I have done no wrong
I have stood here as stone
Leave me be
Or I will be no more!"

She stands there alone
Now, mere stone
The shadows fade
The darkness falls.

Friday, 3 December 2010

Vale of Tears by Octaboona Ambrosius

Vale of Tears

Earth rises over the horizon as I float
Like gold dust floating on the breeze
Hovering over the lunar landscape.
I merge with the ether, tendrils of mist spiralling
Towards the rounded ocean in the sky. 

I weep throughout the night
Staring at the never changing sky
Black as pitch I feel the madness
That always follows Earthrise.

I long for a friend
As I hover round my vale of tears
A single soul, separated from paradise
And lost amidst the tranquil moon.

The dull grey craters
Punctuate my limbo
An Elemental spirit
Being leached into the dreary sky

A dark despondent dawn
Rises amongst the barren wastes
At the edge of humanity
And the final frontier.

A quiver of blue
Searches for a friend
As the tears cascade like liquid diamond
In the perpetual flow 
Of captivity.

This is the poem Octaboona Ambrosius wrote for me 
I'm very happy he did this and said I could put this on here
Thank you Octa!!! :)

Saturday, 13 November 2010

So Tired

Guess what?

I am so tired, it's unbelievable.

I mean, I know I'm supposed to save the world and everything, but taking on ten Luloo's, is a bit too much.

I was ambushed. They cornered me, and attacked like dogs. Oh, well, I suppose they ARE dogs, but that's just cruel.

So, I figured out they were working for Preaching Satan.

Who, if you ask me, is just a HUGE JERK.

Preaching Satan is the main man who wants to destroy the world.

But, I think it's because he can't find a PURPOSE. So he takes it out on the rest of the world.

Is it just me, or is he a BIG BABY?

I think his parents abandoned him, because, who wouldn't?

So anyway, I just threw fireballs at them. It was a close call, though.

I was playing with one, you know, letting it think it had a chance, when its Father, I think, came up behind me. It swiped a huge claw, inches from my neck. I don't know how it missed. Luck, maybe? So I left his child, mangled and burning on the ground, and turned to face him. He was a talented Luloo, a brave fighter. He used his breath, which was awful. I stumbled back, and fell on a pile of boxes. He charged at me, menacingly.  I spread my palms, and he flew backwards. I stood, my head spinning. It rolled its head, his hideous face turning towards me. I looked to its eyes, the deep, black pits, somehow making me feel sympathetic.

Luloo's are very stupid creatures. They have a short attention span, and are easily controlled. They are the Minions of Preaching Satan.

I couldn't decide what to do. It was in his nature to be like this, but could I risk the chance of letting him cause more havoc?

I let him go. I will regret it later, I'm sure. I stopped the flames from his son. I handed him his son's body, and spoke in a firm voice I did not feel,

"I give you your son. I grant you a high reward, your life. Leave my presence, and run to Satan's. Tell him this,  'This is his only warning. He must either surrender or run. He will not succeed, and I would choose run, if I were him.' Once you have given this message, leave. And run. For I will not give mercy a second time."

Then, he ran.

And I'm just so tired.

Thursday, 4 November 2010

What were you thinking?

I really don't know.
Don't ask, but WHAT WAS I THINKING?
I'm such an idiot.


Now, HE'S an idiot!


Skin Burning!


Tuesday, 2 November 2010

What came first, the chicken or the egg?

Yes, I save the world AND I'm clever!! What luck does anyone have, against ME?

Yes, I may have gotten a LITTLE big-headed lately, but knowing the answer to the ULTIMATE question will do that to you.

NO, the question is not "Is there life after death?" or "When will the world end?" or even, "How many fish can you see in the sea?" Like my CRAZY friends, (yes, I do have them), suggested. The question IS, What came first, the chicken or the egg?



Yes, so all you SCIENTISTS, who thought the answer was the CHICKEN, because of EVOLUTION, are WRONG! It's the EGG, because, who said the egg needed to be a chicken's egg?

DINOSAUR'S lived LONG before chickens... Didn't they?

So, I have given you my SECRET...

Take it to your GRAVE...

Do you think I have used CAPITALS enough yet?

Saturday, 30 October 2010

The Beginning

Yuck, I need a shower.
A Rempire just walked into my room, as I was writing this. Naturally, it wanted to kill me. Great. So naturally, we had a fight. Rempire's are kinda stupid, though. So I, naturally, won. It didn't even bother to bring a Bleter. It's now just lying in my room. Technically, it surrendered before I could kill it. Rempire's surrender, by exploding. I now, have Rempire blood in my hair. IN MY HAIR. I also, have Rempire brains splattered on my wall. My mum will kill me.

Uh, oh.

Mum, she'll be furious. I've gotta clean this up. Bye, Mum will be back soon.

At the end of the blogs, a dictionary will be provided, to view words like, "Rempire" and "Bleter."