Saturday, April 16, 2005

Review: Once Upon A Matress

The room for the site was all a clutter, as usual.

Papers scattered about on the tables, throw pillows from the couches on the chandelier and other knick knacks in every which way. however there was one area that was clean in what seemed like a dorm apartment... it was in the kitchen.

The table was nicely clean, decorated with a table and two tea cups, everything behind it was in its place. Sitting there was a young girl, barely made it to the age of adult hood. Ebony tressess covered those root beer colored eyes and a sweet smlie came upon her lips as she started to drink the tea. Dominique was clad in black and red pinstripe pants, her top a black t-shirt with a white star in the middle. also was a black leather jacket, the collar slightly fluffy from the usual wear-and-tear.

Occupying the other chair was a young man, one who looked like he could be related to the female sitting next to him. His skin was the color of mocha, his hair black as night. However, his eyes werent as dark brown but of a golden color. His body was taught with muscles and could be seen for he was wearing a green shirt that was thin, the front reading 'made in ireland' with a shamrock on it. Black pants covered his bottom half , a hole in the back which let his long and fluffy fox tail be free without problems. The young man...was all man at all. He was a kitsune--a fox person.

The two looked to the audience (the readers of course) and spoke up.

"Hi," Piped up the young girl in a chipper voice. "I'm Dominique Fambro. I go by many names... so you may know me as Little Tiger, Dom, or Nique."

She grinned and nodded. Surely she had many nicknames but didnt want to go through all of them; people might see her skitzophrenic. She looked to the kistune, who was currently lapping up his tea with his tongue.

"And...this is my friend, Nikuumo. He just works here."

The golden eyed boy looked up from his tea and grinned.

"She barely pays me...and she beats me... " He said, his voice that of a teenage male but with a growly tone to it. Nique watched him for a moment then shook her head, muttering to him.

"You know thats a lie...Dont say that anymore."

Nikuumo whimpered and his fox ears flattned back against his head.

"Aw," He whined, "You never let me have any fun."

The girl shook her head and looked back to the audience.

"For the next seven posts-- "

She was immeadiatly slapped by a black paw coming fast as lightning. It was Nikuumo, catching her in her lie. She quickly changed it.

"For the next three posts---"

Slap!

"One post and one post only!!!! " Nothing happened. She smiled. "We are going to talk about the epic romantic comedy Once upon a Matress... shown at the Woodland Opera house."

"Oh boy! A story!!" Nikuumo piped up and he wiggled into a comfortable position, leaning forward on teh table, putting his elbows on it and his head resting on his paws. Nique stared at him for a moment then started.

"The story takes place in the Medevil times in a castle far far away."

"How far...?" The kitsune asked, waing his hand around like a little kid that wanted to be picked. Nique watched him then shrugged.

"I dunno....far.Very far. Farther than you can think of!!" She smirked in satisfaction as he saw the kitsune's eyes sparckle like as if he was in a fantasy. she knew that will shut him up while she talked...

"The story is about a young prince, Prince Dauntless who was ready to find a Bride. However, His pushy and overdramatic mother, The Queen would be very picky on who she wanted her son to marry...if he would be able to marry at all.

"However With the help of royal court The prince finds Winnifred, A strong and outgoing princess who lives in the swamp passed the mountains. Determined to not get her son married, the Queen makes test for Winnefred..or 'Fred' in the story, to see if she is truly a princes. What was it...? A pea.

"Yes, this play itself is a spoof of The princess and the Pea. Many good part, leave you laughing through the entire play. "

Seeing that the kitsune was awfully quiet she looked in the direction of his chair to find that he wasnt sitting on it. She shrugged and went on...its not like she needed him.

"So why did I go see it..? Cause I wanted to! Get off my back, gosh!!" She looked away from the camera..having a Napoleon Dynamite moment. she calmed down though after a moment and went on....

"I really went to go and see it because 3 of my favorite teachers were in it. Mr, Cooner, head of GSA was the director for the play. Meanwhile Mr. Little and Mr. Howard were actors in the play. Mr. Little was the jester while Mr. Howard was the Minstrel. I had to support my teachers as they have supported me. Also cause they's be cool."

She took a sip of her tea then spoke up again.. "The other actors were great of course!"

"The experience to go and see it was great. Worth going to see it again, definately. If I had the money... I would bring my family but... Not everyone in my family has a strong liking for the writing and the arts like i do."

"Amen to that!!"

Nikuumo's smart mouth could be heard off in the room...along with the blaring of the t.v. He was playing video games. Nique's eye twitched but she kept going.

"However, the ending wasnt all that good. No..the play was good from head to toe..im talking about the end of the night. .. "

She looked aorund to see if anyone else was paying attention and then she blushed in embarrasement.

"My mom...told my teachers..that they were sexy."

She shook her head madly, trying to get that moment out of her mind. She was haunted by it!! After a moment of pulling at her hair, whimpering, trying to get it out she smirked and looked back up, shifting in her chair to get a bit more comfortable...

"However, I got her back. My car has the worst steering fluid ever...so i just turned really hard and made a screeching sound. Which was fun. Also... I bumped into the curb. Not fun. "

She laughed nervously, scratching the back of her head. "Well..the first time was...but then the second time was my mom...cause she was yelling at me cause i was embrarrasing her...while there was no third time."

"Yea right!!" Nikuumo piped up again. Nique yelled out.

"Shut up!! Before I put you in the hole!!"

He whimpered and all was silent. She looked back to the audience and sighed softly in content now.

"In conclusion I give this play a precious five......out of five. It was such a big play in such a small theater. Also becuase it was a musical and I love da musicals. It takes a lot of talent! If i had a chance to I would definately see it again. And take someone with me. Its the perfect place to go on a date.... "

A snort came from the room... Nikuumo again...The dark skinned girl's eye twitched and then she got up. It was time to say goodbye.

"well this has been Dominique Fambro bidding adeiu to the faithful readers here at The Demon's Fridge. "

She goes out of the camera's veiw...far away. however... .the soft screaming of a spooked out fox demon could be heard down the hall .

Thursday, April 14, 2005

Cat Hunting Season


One state, I dont remember which one it was.. .I think it was Winsconsin..has a huge problem. A huge furry meowing problem..

They have a bunch of cats..seriously, like a million of them..and its bothering people a lot.

So the law wants to make it legal to shoot cats..as like shooting squirrels or something. Supposedly it would bring down the population and then the hunters could hunt rabbits without worrying about the rabbit population going down to far.

Me, being a cat fan , think this is a load of shit. Forgive me for my french but this just makes me mad...and when i get mad...i get cussy...

None of this wouldve happened if people just fixed their animals, kept them in the house as housepets or if they wanted to breed the cats..show some damn responsibility.

No life should be cut short just becuase they say that there are 'too many' . Last time I checked the human population is WAAAY over their limit. People wont stop havin' da babies or just letting people die when obviously they are suffering...

They shouldve taken care of that shit earlier...

But... Heres what I think.

If they want to kill cats like that...fine...Its not my state. I cant stop them. And although i'm 18 there are a few other factors that are agaisnt me. BUT!! They should do this...

As we know... Cats are like a womans best friend... Dogs can be man's best friend... So people are still going to have pet cats and stuff. But if theyre going to have a cat they need to have responsibility. And those should be getting the cat fixed... Getting its shots and getting a collar for it..and forcing that cat to wear the collar AT ALL TIMES! If theyre going to start shooting cats...they dont want to shoot cats that have a home .Only strays, i guess...

If dumbasses do shoot a cat with a collar and a home...then the concequences is they hafta pay a huge fine and...get the person a new cat. If they hunted and killed a cat....they can easily hunt and catch one...

The mighty Nique has spoken!

Rp issues

Still going with Nikuumo/Mewt/Landon/Ireu/Echo RP. Wow..I think this is the longest storyline ever.

Steve and I are having a small rp. But I'm so tired..and hungry now.

Quote of the day

"A man is never worth your tears..and when you find one that is, he would never make you cry"


-Victor

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

Day of Silence.

Dominique walked into her site area, clad in all black from head to toe. A silk black tanktop with ribbons on the side covering her top half, black silk pants with a silver belt covering her bottom half and black slippers on her feet. Her eyes...covered with black eyeshadow..even her hair was decorated with black scrunchies.

Nikuumo, who was laying across the old bookcases watched his creator and smiled...but he didnt say a word. strange enough, the kitsune was wearing black as well. It was the same attire; jeans and a vest..but every bit of it was black. on his eyes were black make-up, giving him the gothic appearance.

Other people were there too; Sadi, preistess, even Hikari was there. All of them dressed in black. black clothes, jewelery, make up, every that the deep color of the night. Nique watched them all with an expresionless look upon her face and then she slowly smiled, walking forward and passed them , going to the room to make a post. She sat down at the lap top, cracked her knuckles and started to type, enjoying the silence of the room:

Please forgive me for not speaking; I am participating in the day of Silence a event to fight against discrimination and abusment of Gay, Lesbian, Bisexual, and Transgender Youth. Everyday these youth stay silent, fearful of what discrimination might happen to them if they do speak up. Hopefully my silence will stop the discrimination and show how much it affects us.

What will you do to break the silence...?

Rp issues

Mewt and Nikuumo are still going strong!

Quote of the day

"Everything the light touches belongs.....to someone else."
-Timon's Mother

Monday, April 11, 2005

whats in a name?

I was taking a whole bunch of quizzes today and i had a bit of fun with my name. check it out. Sorry but no quote of the day or Rp issues..dont want to talk and havnt rped a really clear and steady story line for a while...


D is for Dramatic
O is for Openhearted
M is for Magnificent
I is for Intelligent
N is for Naughty
I is for Impressive
Q is for Quintesential
U is for Unusual
E is for Extraordinary

S is for Slippery
A is for Arty
D is for Deep
E is for Edgy


F is for Fancy
A is for Astounding
M is for Misunderstood
B is for Brainy
R is for Radiant
O is for Optimistic


Sunday, April 10, 2005

Rest in peace, Squirrely.

Theres not much to say on this post. But...today mom, grandmother and I were going to go and see my brother in prison..when a car in front of us hit a squirrel. I saw everything...how the squirell tried to scamper across the street to get to the other side that was full of orange tress...how the green car didnt slow down at all and actually hit the squirell...it didnt even look like it cared.

I almost cried after seeing the sight..to see something to small die in front of me. I swerved out of the way to not hit its body. As we went down the street..there was another squirrel..it was dead already. it was as if the person ahead just enjoyed it all.

Rp issues

Dominick met a neko with a strange ring to change genders. Lucky.

Quote of the day

"prrrr...."

-Cornrow Wallace

Saturday, April 09, 2005

Working my nerves

Okay, I'm sure you faithful readers read about friday. Well today was opposite. I was so pissed! Mom was in a bad mood! That caused me to be in a bad mood. Really bad mood! I dont even want to repeat all the stuff. So im just going to go under message archive and show you guys the stuff that I told my friends.

the_aeros (11:05:22 PM): what's cookin' ?
blackcatsparrow (11:05:58 PM): not the happiest today.
the_aeros (11:06:05 PM): ??
the_aeros (11:06:07 PM): Dotell
blackcatsparrow (11:06:41 PM): *she sighed softly and then gently hunched over, hands holding her face gently. * today was just shitty.. my mom had a shitty attitude ad started to treat me like a baby and broke all of her promises to me...all of them
the_aeros (11:07:42 PM): not good....
the_aeros (11:07:46 PM): what sort of promises ?
blackcatsparrow (11:09:11 PM): she promised taht today was going to just be me and her...a daughter and moter day. but then she sad this morning that my grandma and cousin were coming. so i was like, fine i ll have my friends come. she said it was cool and then at the last moment she said it wasnt cool cause she wanted to go clothes shopping. but i told her that it wasnt fair cuase i said that they could go and then she flipped it back to said that they coul dthen when i picked up one of my friends she flipped it and said i couldnt pick up my other friend. then she said we couldnt go to the movies...
blackcatsparrow (11:09:53 PM): and so we went to hollywood video and rented one..but then when we got to the house and due to my mom's constant bitching we didnt get home until late and we didnt get to watch the movies and my friend had to go home. he only got to stay for an hour.
the_aeros (11:12:56 PM): sounds like a difficult situation.
the_aeros (11:14:18 PM): maybe next time "bow out" ... by stating, "We can do the mother/daughter thing next week, you go have fun with the relatives and I'll go have fun with my friends" you make her realize that she is breaking a promise without putting her on the defensive.
the_aeros (11:15:10 PM): then when she brings up the cloting... tell her "well, how about you meet me and my friends at the mall when you are done with the reliatives... that way we can go to the movies... etc)
blackcatsparrow (11:16:02 PM): we didnt even go to the mall.. she was being controlling. and i cant leave her by herself. shes in a wheelchair. and becuase of it she wanted to be all up underher.. >>
blackcatsparrow (11:16:03 PM): god..

Rp issues

None. I was gone all day.

Quote of the day

"never make promises you cant keep to a teenager who is not high, drunk, or has anything wrong with their memory. they never forget."
-Dominique
Imagine This: A WORLD WITHOUT BLACKS!

A very humorous and revealing story is told about a group of white people who were fed up with African Americans, so they joined together and wish themselves away.

They passed through a deep dark tunnel and emerged in sort of a twilight zone where there is an America without black people. At first these white people breathed a sigh of relief. At last, they say, a little less crime, drugs, violence and welfare.

Then suddenly, reality sets in.

The "NEW AMERICA" is not America at all, only a barren land! There are very few crops that have flourished because the nation was built on a slave-supported system.

There are no cities with tall skyscrapers because Alexander Mils, a black man, invented the Elevator,and without it one finds great difficulty reaching high floors.

There are few if any cars because Richard Spikes, a black man, invented the Automatic Gear Shift. Joseph Gammell, also black, invented the Super Charge System for Internal Combustion Engines, and Garrett A. Morgan invented the Traffic Signals. Furthermore, one could not use the Rapid Transit System because its precursor was the electric trolley, which was invented by another black man by the name of Elbert R. Robinson.

Even if there were streets on which cars and a rapid transit system could operate, they were cluttered with paper because an African American, Charles Brooks, invented the Street Sweeper. There were few if any newspapers, magazines and books because John Love invented the Pencil Sharpener, William Purvis invented the Fountain Pen, Lee Burridge invented the Type Writing Machine and W. A. Lovette invented the Advanced Printing Press. They were all, you guessed it, black. Even if Americans could write their letters, articles and books, they would not have been transported by mail because William Barry invented the Postmarking and Canceling Machine, William Purvis invented the Hand Stamp and Phillip Downing invented the Letter Drop.

The lawns were brown and wilted because Joseph Smith invented the Lawn Sprinkler and John Burr the Lawn Mower.

When they entered their homes, they found them to be poorly ventilated and poorly heated. You see, Frederick Jones invented the Air Conditioner and Alice Parker the Heating Furnace. Their homes were also dim. But of course, Lewis Latimer invented the Electric Lamp, Michael Harvey invented the Lantern and Granville T. Woods invented the Automatic Cut-off Switch. Their homes were also filthy because Thomas W. Steward invented the Mop and Lloyd P. Ray, the Dust Pan.

Their children met them at the door barefooted, shabby, motley and unkempt. But what could one expect? Jan E. Matzelinger invented the Shoe Lasting Machine, Walter Sammons invented the Comb, Sarah Boone invented the Ironing Board and George T. Samon invented the Clothes Dryer.

Finally, they were resigned to at least have dinner amidst all of this turmoil. But here again, the food had spoiled because another black man, John Standard, invented the refrigerator.

Now, isn't that something? What would this world be like without the contributions of Black people? Black history includes more than just slavery, FrederickDouglass, Martin Luther King, Jr., Malcolm X, Marcus Garvey andW.E.B. Dubois...

Rp issues...

None really. I've been playing with Mike and Joel all day!

Quote of teh day

" by the time we leave for work we have been dependent on half the world & modern America is created by dependencies on the inventions from the minds of Black folks".
- Martin Luther King Jr.

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Migration...with butterflies and mind.

God, Ive been trying to get under my blog for a week..and it kept saying techinical difficulties. Oh well, its fixed now. Squee...

Well i feel like I have totally lost it. Senioritis is coming and kicking me in my ass. Im just...losing focus. i dont have all that much energy as well. I made a stupid mistake in leaving my CD's in Howards/Bramham's room. I dont remember which one but im going to check both tommorow. I'm doing sound for the one act play so i was going to use my soundtracks..

Hmm...what else? oh! The butterflies are migrating!

Yup, the Monarch Butterflies are taking their trip down to mexico.. migrating time! *smiles* I believe its going to be like this all week... but its really beautiful to see a flock of butterflies flutter over your heads. what makes it sad is that so many people are so wrapped up in their own shit that they dont take time to see the wonders of nature. *Sighs* its kinda sad.

RP issues

Blade met a friend named Simon. Theyre hitting it off pretty good... in more ways that one *Gasp*

Sparrow is still love-sick..and lonely. What do you do when nothing can cure heartbreak...?!

Quote of the day.

"If you stop petting me... I will kill you."
-Dominique

Sunday, April 03, 2005

characters, characters, and more characters..

I have certainly been busy with rp as of late.. sparrow's lonely from the loss contact of his mate and has commited suicide, sad'i has yet to make a scene and i hve been making my old comic characters into rp characters. Hre are the profiles for all of them.

http://profiles.yahoo.com/stripedprophecy (lil' tiger, anthro tigress)

http://profiles.yahoo.com/angelofblackscales (Vincent, black dragon)

http://profiles.yahoo.com/gaurdianofsyphony (Hikari , Broken Angel)

http://profiles.yahoo.com/blackcatsparrow (Sparrow Marriweather, Broken Hearted Shadow Neko )

http://profiles.yahoo.com/collared_destiny (Hige, Wolf in disguise)

http://profiles.yahoo.com/blue_eyed_Dragon_seto (Seto Kaiba, CEO of Kaiba Corp )

http://profiles.yahoo.com/two_toned_neo_dice (Sad'i Devlin, Future CEO of Dice Monsters )

http://profiles.yahoo.com/halo_of_gold_lions (Blade Katalani, Power Bearer of Halo)

http://profiles.yahoo.com/foxgaurdianofice (Nikuumo Agori, fallen demon )

http://profiles.yahoo.com/lonely_when_broken (Yusuke, lost soul )

Quote of the day

"You make it sound like 'odd' is a bad word."
-Dominique

Saturday, April 02, 2005

worked week.

All this week has been an hassle. we had finals and also I had to stay after school for Sets, Lights, and Sound. For the past two weeks, I've had no time for my friends nor myself so.. I'm burnt out. This weekened i had no time either. People have been going through so much shit i didnt even had time to call Emily. So tat made me feel worse cause i told her that I'd call her and i didnt. *sighs* so yea...

But also through this week ive been having a bit of fun. the time i did have i woudl hang with mike. He came over my house and we played games and chillled. Also at his house i scanned my work. dont forget to check my photobucket site!!

But mostly its been workied out than fun. hopefully al the big things are out of the way so i'll be having some fun soon. I am a bit worried though. O.o; i have... a one act play to worry about now! So nerve racking but i think ill do fine...

Rp issues

Sparrow died of a broken heart and will not come back until his love returns... people are still morning over the lost.

I worked on all of my rp profiles..and astill am working on them.

Nanashi happily got married to Asako.

Quote of the day

*p.j. voice* "Your squeezing me like a tropicana orange!"
-Dominique