Evana's brain-aches

DON'T SAY I DIDN'T SAY I WOULD BJ

yes, safety pins. they are your friends

From whistleonwild's journal, then abiquiu told me to snag it

Give me a pairing and I will write a love note from one to another. The pairing can be my character and yours, mine and someone else's, or anything that strikes your fancy as long as I know who they are.


THIS SHOULD BE HILARIOUS CONSIDERING NOBODY BUT DEZ KNOWS ANYTHING ABOUT MY SHIT TON OF CHARACTERS HUR HUR HURRRR

Leather jacket and dark circles under the eyes; check.

Thriving off coffee, cigarettes, and snacks alone; check.

Responding verbally to other humans in short mumbles with an accent I have no right having thanks to Mid-West upbringing; check.

Holding conversations with cats only because they seem to know what's going on more than I do; check.

Writing out-loud/in sleep/while doing mundane chores that then leads to wanting to start writing an entirely different story just so it'll leave me alone; check.

Pet rat is now primary source of solace besides internet; check.

Pushing iTunes to the point of almost no return; check.

Baby meat sounds excellent right about now; check.



Thank you, NaNoWriMo. I have now become the Englishman I always dreamed of being.

And if I don't reach ten thousand words by Monday morning, I'm going to live the rest of my life in shame while dwelling in the sewers of South London...

( Which is just a bunch of random fan art and shit )

I'll... back in the afternoon to do the other half...
PHOTOBUCKET IS SUCH A DICK AAAAAAAUGH

THIS IS ALL I DID YESTERDAY. SCAN AND CROP AND EDIT FIFTY TWO PICTURES
52
AND NONE OF THEM ARE FINISHED. A BUNCH WILL BE REALLY DAMN OLD.
BUT NOT THESE
Because this one is Prophets flavored. And smalllllerrrrrrr

( November is totally gonna kick my ass, guys )

TO DO (OR DIE TRYING) LIST

• Make coherent outline and sources list for Bullet Bound Prophets

• Post entries about Thomas Clan, Rara Avis, Yung/Yeng family, The Corbins, Castle Nostalgia/Xio, CastleVoid in general and The Self Made Immortals to fencesangates

• GET MY GADDAMN HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA BY JANUARY

• Start making/selling clothes and trinkets to the local boutiques

• Kick Thista back into line since it's starting to do shit on it's own

• MAKE SURE MOM DOES NOT BREAK HER EVERYTHING


AND THERE'S PROBABLY A SHIT TON MORE BUT I'M A FAILURE THAT'S ON A TIME LIMIT, AND I'M STARTING TO CYCLE BACK INTO MY FEAR OF THE INTERNET

SO

UM

... fuckit, they dug up ry'eth anyway so we're all probably going to die VERY SOON

SO, SO, SOOOOO
My birthday gift from rozzix came in. Holy shit, it is GOR-GE-OUS

Shitty web-cam pictures below (rly, rly image heavy, folks)

( I feel so pretty and womanly, it's not even funny )

( EDIT: BETTER LOOK AT THE ORGASMIC COLORS )
ROZ, I WILL GET TO WORKING SOON, I SWEAR, I JUST NEED TO EARN SOME MONEY FOR THE FABRIC FIRST <3

AAUUUUUUUUGHHHHHHH- CLEANING, CLEANING, CLEANING, OH GOD, PICKING UP abiquiu IN THREE AND A HALF HOURSJFKSJFLS-----


_{Warning for Taj's unforgivable language and attitude B'C}
( This should get me by on my daily-writing-personal-challenge-thing. WHATEV )

((This was orginally part of a prompt, but it just got way off topic and away from the main idea, so I cut it out. Still, I liked the interactions too much to just erase it altogether. Luckily, it's good as a stand alone tid-bit.

GODDAMNIT, TAJ, STOP BEING SUCK A DICK TO POOR PATH. YOU'RE GOING TO GET KILLED THAT WAY. >BCCCC

EVEN MORE OF THE ANGRY JIHAD DESERT MEN HAREM.
I'm not even going to bother with giving this storyline a name, I swear.
I WORKED UNTIL ABOUT SEVEN IN THE MORNING ON THIS SHIT. And I still got only halfway done ;A; Not even bothering with editing right now, even though I know some shit is messed up. OH WELL~


( Your gun went off. Well, you shot off your mouth and look where it got you! (My mouth runs on, too... ) )

Okay, back to having no life but writing BT

OH GOD, WHY AM I EVEN POSTING THIS
THIS IS ALL DEZ'S FAULT, AS USUAL
AND YEAH, ALREADY BEEN SPAMMED ON DEVART, BUT WHAT THE SHIT

( ALL YOU SHOULD EVER NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THESE FOUR. EVER. )

BRB, SOBBING FOREVER

AND THIS TIME IT'S ABOUT ASSHOLE TERRORISTS.
AND NARRATED BY CREEPY PATH-KID.
Who I'm afraid that he's going to turn into a little possessive bitch sooner or later. B'C


OH WELL, MAKES FOR INTERESTING STORY TIME, RIGHT?
Oh, and, yeah. Tristan is still abiquiu 's. He's just a tad different. Always seems to vary from story to story...

IjustwishIknewwhatworldthisissuppostedtobe,aaaaaaaughhhh-

( Not every body of water found in the desert is salvation... )

EDIT: LOL, just read over all my little mistakes and corrected some crap. Not like anyone but me would be able to notice. >3>;

Yeah, yeah. Bout time I did something this summer. Prompt given by a abiquiuface, which was "Plywood"... IN WHICH I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT WAS MY PROMPT UNTIL THE END D%

Two new fggts, Yorick y Dallas. Fuck, they're cute.

( I am tempted to make a morningwood joke right about now... )

COCK ON YOU DEZ. COCK ON YOU. ilu,k?

( Retarded Meme. BALLS. )

Sup, lj, long time no see. Here, have a nice big 'ol dump of stuff I've been working on for I don't know how long. Mostly projects I've been tinkering with on and off.


Title: Ennui de Cadavre (Alternately titled 'Ev Doesn't Know Shit About French')

World: Thista

Character(s): Zelco, Louise Caterwaul (soon to be added in)

( A void can only create after it has consumed everything )


Title: Untitled so far

World: Thista

Characters: Zelco, other Thistans

( Dangle a human in the face of death and they'll show you the monster they really are... )


Title: Lost with a Kirin

World: Thista related

Chracters: Faux King Gabriel, random New Yorkers, Echo, Tim, Natasha

( Your City's a sucker, my City's a creep )

More pieces will be put up once I edit them properly. WOOOOP EV

Tree branch just went down in front of my window.

WHAT IS HAPPENING TO MY WORLD? ALL THINGS ARE AT AN END. FUUUUUCK.



LOL, no, wait. That's just the senior sense of impending doom kicking in. False fucking alarm.
Whoop whoop. Time to give momma some money cause we're getting investigated by the government. Silly taxes. 8U
But a weekend of drinking absinthe wiffa buddy is sure to compensate. Unless I turn into a violent drunk on that shit. Water. It is the key. Will fix these things, yse.

All my classes are far too easy. It has to be a trap. I KNOW IT. False sense of security, here I come.

Bitches, we back.

Er, kinda. Because you know every time I say that I drop off the face of the internet for another six months or whatever the hell.

Post of interest will be made when I have the time to devote myself to such. That, and I'm still sore as hell because of Sugoi Con.

Paddle of much ass rape. That is all.

I fail.


Avoided live journal due to back up...

I RAN AWAY LIKE A LITTLE BITCH D:


Also: Almost 16 and I have no want of driving. My mother, however...


And funyuns do not mix well with orange juice. No shit, Ev.

Happy New Year kiddos.


LET'S HEAR IT FOR ANOTHER YEAR OF GETTING NOTHING DONE!