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Confusion has set in...

What fun is being cool if you can't wear a sombrero?


   Friday, February 20, 2004
Bitch bitch bitch, that's all the lot of you seem to do "oh the picture is too big, I don't understand what it is, it frightens me so!"

At any rate, it is reduced to a link now

And, as a personal bonus, I got to talk to my girly today!

WAHOO

And I got a picture!

*dances*

I am happy

*GLEEEEEEE*

She is such an angel, a mongrel like me has no business even knowing her

But I do

And she loves me

*GLEEEEEEEEEEEE*




   Thursday, February 19, 2004
Well, it would seem that my probleem with my pictures not posting up has been solved. Evidently geocities is all wonky and stuff, but angelfire seems to fit the bill quite nicely. *GLEEE*





   Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Well, I have decided to give you all a little snippit of Phage and Akroma

It comes from the book *Onslaught* by J. Robert King

Phage could not escape that blow. She had dodged every other, had flipped backward and dived low and performed every possible evasion, but Akroma leaned with each leap. No evasion remained. Phage lay on her back, and the magna sword descended.
It struck. Metal that was stronger and keener than steel cut through her shoulder, cleaving silk, skin, flesh, and bone. It hung up halfway through her third rib, only inches away from her heart. Gritting her teeth, the angel shoved downward. It would kill her, its eyes as white as ice
Phage grabbed the blade. It was a thing of pure light and she of pure darkness. He fingers clamped tightly around the metal. It hissed under her touch, and metal ran like wax. Her nails jabbed through. Phage ripped away a hunk of the sword and hurled it across the coliseum, where it struck stone. Her hand fastened again, and another slab came away. The angel struggled to withdraw the blade, but Phage was tearing it apart. Molten metal poured from her riven shoulder.
The black sorceries that filled her joined bone to bone and flesh to flesh. Even as the cleft closed, Phage hurled the last of the sword away.
She leaped to her feet, hands shoving the chest of the angel leaving black prints.
Akroma recoiled in agony, her incorruptible flesh bearing marks of rot. Her face twisted in horror. It was the first time Phage had gotten a good look at her. this angel had the face of Nivea, but not just Nivea. She seemed the incarnation of all Phage's victims.
Unafraid, Phage stalked toward her. "You would kill me, but you know nothing of death. I am Death. I will take you to my lands."


So as you can clearly see, the storyline is pretty damn good. Not just purdy cards. I doubt if that yu-ghi-oh card game has anything even close to that. Probably doesn't have anything at all

And then we move onto the next book in the series *Legions* again, by J. Robert King

Akromamarched across the hilltop, her feet grating on sandstone. Her army flowed behind her like a cape. It spread, enveloping the northern half the moutain. Eager to reach the temple, Akroma ran. Her wings flashed, and she took to the air. The dome widened below. Akroma slid down out of silken skies to light on top of it. Beauty and truth were irreconcilable, she knew, and so she expected the very ugliness she found.
Phage stood there. She had her hands on her hips and a crooked smile on her lips. She bore no visible weapon except her very flesh, within fighting silks. A black corset cinched up her stomach, and she looked ready to kill. Behind her, an army of ancient assassins and undead monsters spread across the southern side of the moutaintop.
Steel spikes shrieked on the dome as Akroma shifted. There was a moment of indecision. She had done all this before, but did that mean she should do it the same way or do the opposite?
Base and ignoble, grotesque and horrid, Phage was true.
Lofty and regal, elegant and magnificent, Akroma was false.
The ugly truth faced down the beautiful lie.
Akroma reached over her shoulder, grasped her steel lance, and hurled it.
The jagged bolt flew above Phage, who had dropped flat to the stone. It bounced off the dome to impale an assassin.
Phage grabbed Akroma's metal forelegs, yanked herself upright, and wrapped her arms around the angel-beast's waist. Searing rot spread beneath her touch, melting the jaguar pelt.
Clasping her hands, Akroma smashed the woman's face and sent her skidding across the temple dome.

What epic battles these two have... It certainly would make a good movie


So that's it for now. If anyone wants a little more, I think I can coax something out

As for me, I am feeling better

Still not 100%

Maybe a strong 58%




Just fired off volley number two

Isn't it fun when you wake up so you can RALF again




Isn't it? :-
Not impressed...not impressed at all




*GLEEEEE*

Boy oh boy oh boy, I sure do feel alot better
A nice hot shower was just the thing I needed....

to get all the vomit off myself... but that helped alot too!!!

What a horrible ordeal




   Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Wow, didn't Jaz do a nice job on this for me? She surely is a good friend. I had it all messed up until she stepped in and fixed it. Probably a good thing too or else it would still be messed up. I've been a lil' ill the last few hours, it's almost like food poisoning but I can't yack it up :( damnit




I'm trying something with my template, please bear with me




Well Hype, here you go. I certainly do hope that it comes out big enough for you to view it as closely as you want. If not just right click on it and go to the site directly, no worries!

http://www.angelfire.lycos.com/blog/suicidethecat/Phage_the_Untouchable.jpg" border="0" alt="Phage, The Untouchable

WAHOO!




   Monday, February 16, 2004
See also

-phage / fayj / comb form (— n) one that eats or devours (something specified) [Gk -phagos, fr phagein] - -phagous comb form (—adj)

To think of Phage's power in the real ACTUAL world, something like that is horribly frightening. A walking biohazard. Poor thing can't even eat normally. The moment food touches her lips it turns rancid and rots, let alone when she touches it with her fingers. She wears silk, so that it doesn't rot away like leather or cotton would. Her slice on her belly is still there, never heals although she does have a healing factor, depending on the severity of the wound it takes a matter of moments to heal. Lets say for example her leg got sliced open by a sword or some other pointy object, it would take about a minute to heal. A small scratch, almost instantly. Certainly a good characteristic to have when you are walking death! She isn't un-dead like a zombie or a vampire or something, although she does absorb their soul/energy/chi/whatever you want to call it. Her story is very sad, if one was to read the novels based on the game and their corresponding sets.




This is interesting
I happened upon it as I was searching the internet for Phage

Bacteriophage Definition. Simply stated, phages are viruses that infect bacteria. Like all viruses, phages are metabolically inert in their extracellular form and reproduce by insinuating themselves into the metabolism of the host bacteria. The viral DNA is then injected into the host cell, where it directs the production of progeny phages. These phages burst from the host cell, killing it and then infecting more bacteria. There are innumerable types of phages, each capable of eradicating its host bacterial species. They are abundant in the biosphere and it is important to note that phages only attack bacteria and have not been found to have adverse effects on humans or other animals.

from this website http://www.phages.org/PhageHistory.html

I thought it was neat




Plus, she is built like a brick shit house!

*sings*

She's a brick...
...
...
...
...
...house

*dances*




Seeing as how I typed too much in my comments to hype, I shall put it in here instead!

Phage is a bad ass. She started out as Jeska, Warrior Adept (Barbarian Legend, first strike, haste, T: Jeska, Warrior Adept deals 1 damage to target creature or player, 3/1), but she was cut in the belly by her brother Kamahl, Pit Fighter (Barbarian Legend, haste, T: Kamahl, Pit Fighter deals 3 damage to target creature or player, 6/1) when he had the Mirari in his sword there, and it was a wound that would not heal. So yada yada yada Kamahl turned into Kamahl, Fist of Krosa (Druid Legend, G: Target land becomes a 1/1 creature until end of turn. It's still a land. 2GGG: Creatures you control get +3/+3 and gain trample until end of turn, 4/3) basicly he becomes a badass tree hugger, and Jeska, infected by the Mirari wound turns into Phage the Untouchable (Minion Legend, When Phage the Untouchable comes into play, if you didn't play it from your hand, you lose the game. Whenever Phage deals combat damage to a creature, destroy that creature. It can't be regenerated. Whenever Phage deals combat damage to a player, that player loses the game. 4/4). If anything organic touches Phage's skin, it instantly rots. Kick Ass! I love my black deck I do I do I do!

And that is that *score*




   Sunday, February 15, 2004
Phage, The Untouchable
Wow- Phage, The Untouchable. Talk about the baddest
of the bad. You have a habit of not getting to
close to people. It might be because you have
some dark hidden secret somewhere...or it might
be because you have a habit of killing everyone
you touch. Yeah, a death touch does kinda suck.
It will come in handy though when an Angel bent
on revenge for her creator comes to destroy
you. Hmmmm...This might have damped your day a
bit, but the again maybe you like the space.
You truely are the MFWIC!
And don't let anyone forget it.
You feel cheerful when you turn your enemies to rot with a flick of your wrist.


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WOO HOO

Certified Bad Ass




So last night I was taking with Tinky. She had left and came back so I typed *POUNCE* and hit enter, just at that moment my computer decided that it wanted to restart itself. It had been really good about that crap for the last 6 hours, so I got a lil fustrated, smacked it and papped it one in the screen. THE FUCKING SCREEN SHATTERED! HOLY SHIT BATMAN! How impressed was I? Not very god damned impressed at all. It is kinda pretty though, the way all the cracks ran across it, kinda like a mix between a spider web and a snow flake, and it being an LCD screen, all the liquid crystals behind it mixed and merged and shit giving neat halos and runs. Still pisses me off though. So I hooked up the desktops monitor to the laptop and was using that for a while, that really sucked. The desktops monitor is a 13 inch and the laptop is... WAS a 15 inch. And the desktop monitor is 90 degrees to the right of where I use my lap top, and I cant really move it because it is in the docking station and it is pushed back to the edge of the desk, so it seems even smaller! So today I stole my sisters laptop, since its the same model and everything as mine and swapped the hard drives... which is kinda funny in a way, because the last time I swapped hard drives with her computer was when all these problems began... Fucking technology sucks. So if anyone would like to donate to the *get a computer for cat fund* all donations are greatly appreciated

AND TAX FREE TOO!

cause I dont wanna pay any tax...




 

 

 

 

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