#badgrammer

What do you like? Coffe or tea? What kind of coffee or kind of tea?  I love Caramel Truffle tea~ I have an addiction...

I can't stand people who don't use commas. Unmatched very quickly.

“5 Guards by the entrance, one Orc, two elves, a human and a dwarf.” Oris said into his chest which hid his amulet of message. “Got them, boss man is inside should be leaving soon, I’ll do what I do best and stay to the roofs, our wrecking ball is set up in an ally at the ambush location” Eony replied through his amulet. “Got it, let’s make this nice and quick so we can get paid and get drunk” Oris replied. Oris sat looking like a homeless man in the snow begging for change from the various wealthy people who walked the streets of the capital city, he was positioned so he could see the guards and the targets carriage but not the door. That was Eonys job from his vantage point on one of the many roofs surrounding the bar. Most of the passerby’s were too focused on staying warm to notice Oris, or didn’t care to notice him. On closer inspection someone might notice the scar on his right eye or the valuable looking amulet on his chest, but then again he knew how to hide this stuff. “Contact, target is exiting the building and getting into his carriage, no additional guards. Everyone is expendable except the target remember that” said Eony. Oris replied quickly “Oh I remember moving to ambush point, time for some fun.” Oris got up and moved to vanish into the shadows of a nearby ally to tail the target and his guards. The job was simple, someone wasn’t paying the guild and the leader was pissed off, only problem is this guy was wealthy enough to hire guards who knew there shit. Most of them carried simple weapons, the human and dwarf had a shield and sword and were in the middle of the formation while the two elves were in the back, one with a crossbow the other holding a staff. The magic user could be a problem of Oris didn’t have Eony close by to take him down before he could do anything. The leader was the Orc who had a great axe strapped to his back and a collection of teeth around his neck, no doubt prizes from his various bar fights. Unfortunelty for him though, Oris and Eony hated orcs so there is no way he’s leaving this alive. Right as the carriage hit the ambush point Oris through a dagger at the dwarfs arm while he raced to take care of the driver. “SHIT, we are under attack protect the Boss at all costs! ” the dwarf said as he reached for the dagger, currently logged into his shoulder. Before he could grab it however it disappeared from his arm and reappeared on Orises belt where he grabbed it again and drove it into the neck of the driver, the neck wound spraying gore across his face. He quickly cut the ropes that held the horses so that they wouldn’t run off with their target. The orc leader had to dive out of the way stampeding horses. “Elves hurry up and kill this one before he….” The Orc leader shouted from the ground before he realized that the two elves were already dead on the ground from two arrow wounds, one through the head the other through the heart. Both body’s we’re currently freezing over from the chilling enchantments Eony liked to use on his arrows. He took a deep breath and let fly another one which hit the dwarf again in the other shoulder, at this point the brothers were just fucking with the small guy, it didn’t matter really he’d be dead from the carriage in a matter of seconds. Before the Orc leader could get up from the horses nearly trampling him, the sounds of loud heavy footfalls came down a near by ally at incredible speed. The human must have been a rookie because before he could turn to see what it was Eonys polar bear was on top of him slamming him into the carriage toppling it on top of the already wounded dwarf. The Orc leader finally got to his feet and brandished his great axe which glowed with the intensity of a freshly stoked fire. “Hm two people, one incredibly fast and deadly with daggers, and the other with a bow and a giant polar bear, you must be the ones called Blade and Havoc, you’ve made quite a name for yourselves around here, but my axe is about to melt through that name and bring me honor!” The Orc captain bellowed a battle cry and went charging at Blade swinging just over Blade head as he rolled out of the way. Blade could feel the heat coming off of the head of the axe, when suddenly the Orc leader screamed in pain as an arrow pierced his Achilles’ tendon. However that wasn’t enough to stop this beast he began sprinting at Blade again fighting through the pain, grunting through each step just trying to take one of them down with him, but he was to slow. He took one more swing and this time he hit blade, or rather hit an illusion of him, suddenly a dagger plunged into his side and screamed in pain again “How, I hit you, you should be dead.” The Orc captain said blood oozing from his mouth. “Simple, if you would have looked hard enough you would have noticed my cloak made an after image of me and you tried to swing at the fake me not the real me” Oris said, his cockiness coming through his voice. “You think two wounds will kill me! I am far from dead!” The Orc Chief bellowed as he tried to swing at the voice of the smaller elf currently at his side, but he vanished again. Suddenly he felt something sharp and cold go across his neck followed by the warm rush of his own blood spilling into the snow. He fell to his knees realizing his death was close. He saw his enemy walking to the toppled over carriage that he and his team had been sworn to protect and gathered his strength for one final, blood crazed, rush at his enemy. When he got up to charge another arrow pierced his back he attempted to shrug it off when the polar bear leaped on him and began ripping his throat out. “Good boy” Eony said leaping down from his perch to go join his brother. The bear let out a noise as Eony patted him on the head and it followed him in toe. “Well now that was fun havoc but I think the main prize is right in here.” Oris said as he popped open the door revealing the terrified man who’s arm was twisted in the wrong direction obviously from the impact of the bear. Oris could make out the destroyed face of the dwarf who happened to be on the opposite side when the carriage fell over. “Alright up and attem, we have some things to discuss” Eony said pulling the wealthy man from his wrecked carriage. “See all this happened because you did not pay the guild for the torch job we did on your competitor, and even threatened to reveal us to the Kings guard if we didn’t start working for you for free, now if this happens again it’s going to be your blood In the snow got it?” Eony said menacingly. “What ever he’s paying you I’ll double it! I’ll triple it! You and your friend here can retire after I’m done paying you, you can have anything and everything” the wealthy man pleaded from the ground clutching his mangled arm. Eony looked at Oris and nodded and Oris pulled out a dagger and threw it at the mans thigh and covered his mouth so he wouldn’t scream and stared him in the eyes. “See my brother here isn’t much for talking isn’t that right blade?” Oris pressed the dagger in more with his free hand and watched the man twitch in pain. “But I know him very well and this him telling you that we refuse your offer and expect the money to be delivered ASAP” Eony said with a chuckle. “Alright, alright you savages you’ll get your money” he said reluctantly “Oh did I mention it’s going to be double? Yeah it’s going to be double from all the trouble you caused us” Eony said. Before the man could fight back he noticed the polar bear inching closer to him already covered in blood and bearing it’s teeth. “Yes double, and the guards won’t know about what happened here…” He said with a warm trickle running down his leg. “Perfect! Pleasure doing business with you, have a good night, come on brother let's go drink!” Eony said as he wrapped his arm around Orises shoulder and signaled the bear to follow them away from the bloody mess they left in the snow covered street.

Kiseki no Sedai + Momoi Fragrance? Akashi-sama why you are so sexy?

He screamed at her in a voice he didn't recognize. In-human sounds of rage and suffering. Loud, too loud. She's worried. She's use to the screams. She's been dealing with them for quite some time now. To her relief he stops abrubtly and closes his eyes, unable to look at her anymore. She takes that as her signal to leave. Her feelings are running down her cheeks in inky streams staining her flesh. Shes driving, not fast but just right. She notices the book he was reading on the passenger seat. He marks the pages with a picture of them together. It was taken within the first week she met him. At a Dave and Busters. Time Crisis was the game they were playing and in the picture shes kissing him as she holds her gun under his chin and he does the same with his to her. Their first kiss, captured with each of them endangering one another, fingers lingering on their triggers. Its perfect really. What else is a first kiss but threatening. Who will hurt first? "What a fucking sap!" Shes laughing now and her foot presses the pedal a little harder. Back at her apartment the air is stale. Theres withered lilys on the window sill where she can see the glow of a full moon through the open curtains. She strips and throws her damp clothes on the floor in her bedroom. Aware of the show shes providing to the 15 year old boy that lives next door she flips her long dark hair to one side and moves toward the bathroom to study her gaze in the mirror. 25 years of devious seductive beauty. Its her eyes shes looking at. They've aged, but in a way that assets her even more. She removes the dried evidence from her face and begins to brush her teeth to rid herself of the metalic taste her last meal left. She presses play on her ipod and Scream by The Misfits starts waking the acoustics in the room. A shower comes next. She moves quickly scrubbing hard to remove the once red but now brown stickiness from her body. The water is scolding and she embraces it. Her pale skin is now flushed as she dresses in a violet night gown made of silk that clings to her figure. She lays down in bed and cant help but think about how different he was from the others that came before. What usually takes her 2 nights, took her 6 months with him. No matter, she got what she wanted. A heart is a heart and his....his was delicious. A satisfying win in chess, although she never loses, the challenge was welcomed. Sleep came easy.

I wish my personal life was going as well as my workouts and eating. I feel like my relationship of  over 2 years is failing. I have tried talking to him, and I am trying.. but I can only do so much. It needs to be both of us wanting it, not me wanting if for the both of us. I honestly can’t imagine my life without him or the kids in it.   :( 

Short time this time longer time before. Upon every release I said I’d see this place no more. How quickly my mind forgets once scenery has changed. They say old habits die hard and the absence of mine is strange. Embraced by it my needle hits and pleasure flows to my head. Warm and pleased but ashamed on my knees. The monster needed to be fed. Words slur, vision blurs the world begins to spin. My conscience fights but cannot win. I took too much but still can swim. In these vicious circles to repeat the past. My bodies aged, I will not last. Now back at the place I refuse to call home and here I sit defeated and alone. - Puke

Sometimes I write words on a screen and then close my eyes and hold the delete button hoping that everything that caused those words and surfaced with them could be deleted too. I also hold my breath cause why not, I can be dramatic if I want. My eyes are shut so tight the different colored sparkles start to overpower the black. When I finally open them and the glittery presence of those sparkles fades away into the blank white screen glowing at me in my dark room its surreal. I always want to “Blue skadoo” into it like Steve does in Blues clues when he just spin jumps into a picture on a wall. Its everything I want, this white screen. Its promising and fresh, untainted, a clean slate. You know that saying that people say about not wanting to change their past because it made them who they are? Well I don’t believe them I think its all a load of shit. Sounds immature, it is somewhat. I’ve had condescending people who claim to have had something they call a spiritual awakening, I like to call it an ego-trip, try and tell me about Acceptance. *Puke*. Sad thing is is that they’re right ( smug bastards ). I can’t delete mine. Its the reason I can’t breathe sometimes or face my family and embrace new people in my life. Its the evil energizer bunny equipping my already annoyingly powerful anxiety with new surges of energy to further torment me. It’s the reason I’m awake. I’d say its late others early. The difference between AM and PM. Perception is everything. I’ve filled up this white screen. Ironically my delete button refuses to work. It’s probably upset with me. I never call it by it’s real name. Backspace.