First off I'd just like to acknowledge Sasori-sempai and her thirteenth birthday. Awesome party, it was lots of fun. Our trip to SanFransisco is going to be in like a week or so. So yeah, happy birthday again.

Next I would like to say I love all my watchers. You're all very gifted artists yourself, all in your own way. And I would especially like to thank you all for sticking by me because I have reached over one thousand page views which is amazing for me. There might be a suprise in store for the achievment, who knows?

I still have a busy list of things to do ad will not be taking requests. But on the other hand I am desperately looking for a literate soul who would willingly roleplay with me. I'm very flexible and at this point will do anything as long as it gets these creative juices of mine flowing once more. So send me a message if you're interested.

STUFF TO DO-

Vev's picture- Redoing for like the fifth time because each time I pick a pose it comes out looking off key.
Gummi's picture- Almost finished sketching.

First, a simple layout of what's to come in Ecide, the afterworld. First, your body is either burried or burned by a loved one. Next, a forest must be passed through and a valley as well. Then we reach the waiting room that will either lead to Shanti or to Dian. Shanti's door has, but Shanti itself and a long white hall while Dian is divided into multiple levels. Now let us begin.

The Forest of Sleep;

Here is a forest filled with trees. Dark green leaves and purple fruit dot each and every tree, the ground moist with water. The fruit here will make one fall asleep instantly and from there it isn't fun. For you see the guardian of this forest, Dotora, will drag your body off into a part of this realm that is neither Hell nor Heaven nor Life. Dotora is a beast with six arms, a cat-like figure, and a long tail with a hand at the end. Red gems are inbedded into her skin, one on each shoulder, one in the center of her forehead, and one upon her tail's hand. She is the eldest daughter of the shadow god Than.

The Valley;

For those who make it this far, be warned. Those who drink or touch the water that flows through this lush, green area dissapear. Exactly what happens to them is unknown. They just seem to be wiped away from everyone. Follow the reeds along the river until they stop then head to the east where you'll find a winding pathway that leads to the waiting room of the afterlife.

The Gates;

Two iron gates, two guards. Before one can enter the waiting room of the afterlife, they are to pass through these gates. Guarding them sit two enormous bobcats with snake heads for tails and large wings. Chains hang from their necks and their eyes glow brightly next to the dull iron gates. Their names; Breeze and Tullia. Their jobs; to let everyone in and no one out.

The Waiting Room;

Grey walls with red trim, wooden floors smooth, and a single chair that sits it the center of the judgement's home. Here is where Demetri and Pheobe, the god justice and the goddess of truth, judge the soul. Pheobe, with her wavy black hair that sits messily in a bun atop her head and Demetri, with straight brown hair down to his mid-back and cold steel-colored eyes. These two beings say whether or not you arrive in Shanti, the equivelent of Heaven, or Dian, the equivelent of Hell. From here, after you judging, you are either sent to the left, Shanti, or to the right, Ecide.

Shanti's Hall;

For those who enter the door to the left, here sits a long white hallway. At the end is a podium with red cloth draped over it and a large book sitting upon it. A feathered quil and a bottle of ink by the books side is al Elliot, the spokesman of Shanti needs. Elliot, will white wings and gold bangles about his wrists watches over Shanti's door. His wavy blonde hair is tied back at the base of his skull, and like most higher officials you see in Shanti, he wears white silk. This angelic creature is the one who writes everyone's name down who enters Shanti.

Shanti;

Land for the heavenly and kind. Here is a mountainous land filled with light breezes, winged beings, and plenty of feilds to roam through. Grapes and wine always plentiful here, along with the clean water and fruits that will not harm one. Grassy plains and bird songs, who could ask for more? Shanti is a lovely place for any who wish it to be.

Alpha;

The first level of Dian, and by far the most minor. Here is where those of glutton and pride reside. Guarded by Drago, a three headed dragon with eight arms, those sent here are to be crushed under the great weight of his claws. Alpha is a warmest of the areas in Dian, reaching a mere negative fifteen degrees farenheight Alpha isn't even frozen over quite all the way. It more of crisp snow and icey water than anything else.

Beta;

This is the area of Dian for the theifs and cheaters. Run by a large white griffon with pale blue flecks about her wings and deep grey eyes, Beta is not much fun. Frost, the griffon, is to pelt those sent to this level with freezing winds and chunks of ice. People on this level are not to wonder freely, but instead are chained with steel to the ice coated walls while Frost tortures them.

Gama;

One of my personal favorites if I might add, Gama is ruled by none other than Than. With glowing gold eyes and a smile that would make you want to run, this bunny-like creature toys with the vain, greedy, and malifacent in his domain. Many find Than cut at first, his long zig-zagging ears and playful hop making his seem innocent, not to mention his jesture-like clothing. Like his daughter he has four arms plus his feet and gems inbedded in his skin. On his stomach is a second mouth that he uses to sweep things into easily. As punishment, those here are to rip peices of their heart out day after day, feeding the chunks to Than. Slowly they then must light Than a bonfire while it pours freezing rain.

Delta;

Yet another personal favorite of mine, Delta is where the liars, the drug dealers, and the betrayers go. Xantos, a large demon snow leopard with blue fur and two tails, is to watch over them. This leopard spews smoke out of his mouth, the grey substance blinding the souls' eyes and burning the throats so they cannot speak. He, himself, had to pay the price as well for now he has four grey eyes that are blind. But the worst part of all is the souls are left to wander about the high icy clift of Delta, many falling into the pits below that are filled with children of Than. If you've been listening closely you can assume what happened from there.

Epsilon;

Run by Zephyr, an elf-like being who claims to be the son of Father Time, this is a level for the murders and rapists and pedophiles. Being able to slow time, Zephyr rules over his level proudly. With the ability to slow time he allows each person on this level to be dropped upon steaks that portrude from the ground. The souls the feel a slow, agonizing pain as the steaks pierce their body in small icy caves far above Delta.

Omega;

Here Keiara, the goddess of Dian, personally tortures the worst of the worst. Omega is made up purely of thick, ribbed ice and has a temperature of negative forty-five degrees farenheight. This is the level for people like Hitler who cause world issues. Her Keiara take her sword and stabs each being one by one, sending electircal impulses into each body. Keiara looks perfectly innocent, only looking about fifteen or sixteen in age.


So there you have it, my hell. As of right now, I have been assigned another project that I have to complete with Sasori-sampai We're going to make our own myths and gods and goddesses. As far as I know we should be posting that too so look out world, our myths are on their way. : D

To everyone who I owe a picture to you'll have to wait a while. Mum took my laptop with the pictures saved on it so I have no way of getting to them. D: I'm st not sure why I got my lovely laptop, Bob, taken away, but I have a feeling it has something to do with all the clutter around me room. I love my clutter though. |D
So yeah, I'm sorry guys and gals.

On another subject. My GATE class in the midle of a mythology unit and we started the first of many projects that will be made. For this project we get to make or own version of the Underworld, Heaven, or Hell. IWe get to use /our/ beliefs, what's important to /us/, and whatever else /we/ want tbe included. It's a fairly open project that I'm having fun with so far. And I'm happy to say that my creations, creatures and judges and angels and stuff, shall be posted her on DA. I'm going to be working extra hard on backrounds for this project and, until I get my laptop bac, continue to work on my crappy traditional skills. So expect to see a lot of scanned work soon.

I love all of you that understand. And those of you who don't understand, I still like you. (:

I guess I'll actually do this tag thing.

~1. Post these rules at the top of your journal entry.
~2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about their self on their journal.
~3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.
~4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
~5. No tag-backs.

1.) I put things off all the time
2.) I don't write a lot of happy stuff
3.) I have such low self-esteem I do believe my stick people look better than my actual drawings.
4.) I idolize my friends
5.) If my life dening on my spelling a word correctly I would probably die
6.) I can't stand History, it bores me
7.) Eight out of ten people I know at school would say I'm mean
8.) I hate all of my names excluding my last name.

And finally I tag whoever reads this

My day has been strange. In many ways really. Lots and lots of things have made it strange.

To start, I managed to run The Mile in gym without complaining or nagging or attacking anyone. And by attack I mean jumping at just so you know you're safe. It usually doesn't happen, making my day odd.
Before that I had a horrible morning when Mum's boyfriend, Rob, rushed me out of my room before I could finish printing all of my poems for my GATE class. Due to this horrible action, I had to explain to my teacher how I was yelled at to get out of the house countless times. So I got an extra day to bring in the few poems I didn't have with me. Though I also couldn't grab all of my stuff, including my homeroom book and history paper that we had due, making my day worse.
Now, this deep despise I've had for Mum's boyfriend is driving me insane. I'm thinking of going to maybe see the theripist at our school, but I'm deeply afraid of going in there. I never really liked him, but I swear he like hates me or something now. Within the past few months he's been abnormally cruel. And he never calls me by name. Khaos-sama thinks shuld talk to my Mum about it, but she's seen a lot of it happen, and I just need someone who can tell me if this is serious or not. So school's theripist may help me out a bit.
And now that I've gone on rambling about my need of help, I've forgotten what else I was going to say. Oh well.


STUFFS TO DO-

Vev-sama's Vlad and Arid- Finish the lines on Vlad and finish coloring
Gummi-san's cat anthro- being re-done with sketchy lines
Super Picture, Sasori's Dolphins- starting lines