I will WIN!

I am about to prove that I can make a better RANDOM AND BORED post than SEAN YOO!!!!! I am soooo going to win this.
Would you like to hear a tale of woe and deceit?
I guess not...
Oh well!
Once upon a time there was a girl.
Her name was Hannah.
Her friend, Taylor, was very closed minded.
Hannah could tell that her friend was closed minded, so she made a bet with her.
I bet that blurb balh blah blurg hag!
And Taylor said: I'll bet on that! That will never come true!
Since that day, Hannah and Taylor have been making bets and Hannah always wins.
Taylor thought that the only reason Hannah won was luck.
Hannah said: HAH! The day you win a bet, the world will end and we will all die!
So they bet.
And now, everyone has to live in fear that Taylor will somehow win a bet, and the world will end.

Yeah, so that was TOTALLY MORE RANDOM AND BORED than Sean Yoo, RIGHT?!

So you should all FAIL! his post and EPIC! mine!

Come on guys, this isn't about me winning! This is about Sean Yoo LOSING!
So click that button!
Join the masses!
Oh, also you should help me convince Beth that we need to watch the new Robin Hood movie in her class.
Chou!

i dunno

i feel like bloggin but i dont know what to write.

uhhh...

maybe they should make a mash of all the movies made in the seventies.

nah.

flu shots hurt.

hot chocolate is good

whats the point?

fail?

Meet the Meat!

random.
fast food.
comic.
so, yeah.

Hannah and the Devil pt.1

All new style, same old characters.
Hannah hears of the impending earthquake of mass destruction, and takes action.

Patient One

A wondrous tale of woe, the zombie apocalypse, and hot moms. A modest project for English Class.

Patient One

A Short Story, by Maddi D.

Can and I were best friends. During the week we would b-boy* together, and talk about studying for our tests, and during the weekends we would forget about school altogether and keep breaking*. We even thought about starting a crew sometimes.

When the Infection spread, Can was out of town, and I was in the hospital for a broken leg I got trying to do a Lotus Flare* on the street.

That's right. I was there when Patient Zero ripped open a nurse's face and drooled over her gray matter like it was a Christmas turkey. I was there when everyone around me scrambled towards the exits, only to spread the Infection even farther. Some people think that the hospital was the “eye of the storm,” and that there actually were survivors that locked themselves in a hidden ward. It's not. I made sure of that. Once Patient Zero, kindly known by other Infected as Charles, got past the hospital's quarantine room, he promptly de-brained everyone in the ICU. I couldn't walk, so naturally I was a sitting duck. But Charles took pity on me, and sat down next to me on my bed, the smell of his rotting flesh nearly unbearable. He seemed pretty cool, but his mottled skin tipped me off, and I was too terrified to move.

He sighed, “Why does everyone run?”

“Wh- What do you mean?” I tried to shift around, but he was sitting on my good leg. I could see the voracious appetite in his face, hidden underneath a layer of pity.

“I just don't get it. I'm hungry, so I eat, then someone screams... and...” He sighed again. “There are just too many prejudiced bastards around here.”

“What, racism?” I would rather have kept him talking than let him remember his appetite.

“Cannibalism. It was the only way.”

“Well, that sucks...” The least I could do was be polite.

He continued, “They gave me a selection of anything in the cafeteria, they tried an IV... nothing worked. I can only be satisfied with fresh meat.” His eyes traveled up my body hungrily, then back down at the linoleum ground. “Don't worry, boy,” he reassured me, “You're the only one that hasn't tried escaping, so I'm not going to eat you. ”

I wasn't too thrilled that a zombie was sitting on my leg, 'fessing up to me, but I relaxed at the thought of staying alive.

“And you're going to be Infected soon anyway.”

“What?!”

*                    *                    *

And so I became “Patient One.” Apparently Charles was so hungry that he had eaten nearly everyone tending to him in the quarantine room and everyone in the ICU. Luckily that satisfied his hunger enough to come to his senses again, and when he saw me, he couldn't help but let me live. Well, for as long as I could. I became the second zombie in existence, and as first mate to Charles, the hunger overcame me and we cleaned out everyone in the hospital. There were a few exceptions, like Anika from the Cancer Ward who had already accepted her death, and little, eight-year-old Peter, who we had revived from a coma, but subsequently caused him to join the ranks of the undead. As it happened, he was really grateful.

We didn't want to become murderers, but our appetites were too powerful. If we didn't eat we would go insane, and if we did guilt would overcome us. Normal food didn't help any; it all tasted like crap. While we scavenged the evacuated town for lost tourists, abandoned children, and more Infected people, Anika sniffed out a house filled with people. Of course, because she was nearly starving, she didn't tell us, and went in by herself. We didn't notice until we heard the gunshot. She burst out of the front door, knocking it down, and shambled her way towards us, her shot leg hanging by a single tendon. Behind her were several meaty-looking guys, all about my age, wearing gas masks, ripped coats, and holding various weapons; a resistance, probably. There was most likely a bomb shelter under the house, with food and other supplies. They thought they could hide with a flimsy front door like that? In the hospital Charles was able to pick the lock into a supply closet and shatter several windows with ease. What did they think, that we were stupid? Well, I guess it must've been all those zombie movies that show us as mindless monsters... but, just like Charles said, they were prejudiced bastards! It almost made me want to laugh. They hadn't even aimed for Anika's heart, the only vital point left.

This got me feeling cocky. I would show these zombie movie junkies that we weren't idiots. I grabbed a discarded shovel from the yard next door and stormed them. As Anika hid behind a nearby shrub next to Peter, I went right up to the one holding the rifle and bashed his head in with the shovel. My flesh might've been decaying but I still had enough strength in me to down the asshole. The others stood shocked, and I took the opportunity to introduce them to Mr. Shovel. Charles joined in with a baseball bat he found somewhere. It was great.

After it was all over Anika and Peter joined us and we had a little picnic. I missed the tang of cancerous tumors, but it was all the same to the others.

I remembered all the lunches I would share with Can, and I lost my appetite. I didn't think a zombie could lose his appetite that quickly. Where was Can? I wondered. I hoped he wasn't dead or anything. If he was Infected that would be okay, but if another zombie had eaten him I would've been pissed. It had already been a week since he left; a week since the Infection spread. He should have been back in town already, but maybe he was kicking zombie ass. Or maybe he was dead.

“Come on, let's go.” Charles helped me up and we kept walking, towards the center of town. Along the way we found a few more herds of idiots with shotguns, but they were taken care of easily. Luckily they kept us well fed and sane for the next few days.

We passed through the suburbs, where Peter used to live. His pet dog, Law, was still chained to it's doghouse, and started yapping as soon as we came close. Peter would have cried if his tear ducts were still existent. He embraced the small, Scottish terrier and unlatched it's collar. Two old friends finally reunited. But instead of returning the greeting, Law bit his ear off, and desperately clawed it's way out of the boy's arms. It sprinted away as quickly as it could, barking wildly as it went. I thought of Can again. He wouldn't be such a jackass, would he? The voracious, cannibalistic hunger that was beginning to creep up on me subsided. It was replaced by a normal human appetite. I craved for one of Can's mom's neighborhood-famous cookies. Not to mention Can's mom; she was smokin'! I even had a crush on her in the third grade.

Charles nudged me. “Uh, hard-on,” he muttered.

I looked down and turned away nervously, covering my crotch.

Peter was sitting on the ground, petrified. I felt kinda bad for him, but I was mostly glad it wasn't me. I began to hope that Can had gone zombie, like me. That meant a better chance of him not popping a cap in my undead ass. Then again, I could probably beat him up pretty bad before he could get me, and then I could Infect him. He would probably be pissed off if I did that, though. But at least he wouldn't have to kill me, and knowing him, he would probably get over it and admit that zombies were badass.

“What are you thinking about?” Anika was suddenly standing next to me, trying to look cute.

I snapped back into reality. My crotch was back to normal, and I relaxed. “Just thinking about a friend...”

“I know what you mean,” she admitted. “We all have someone we left behind.” She sidled up closer to me, her lower leg still dangling from her patella. Was she trying to be sexy? I hoped she knew it wasn't really working with the whole zombie thing going on. And aside from that, wasn't she like, ten years older than me?

“Uh... yeah...”

“I'm sure you'll find who you're looking fo-”

Suddenly an array of wild gunfire pierced the sky. Down the street all four of us could see a silver Hummer rounding the corner, three guys were sticking out of the roof, shooting their semi-automatics around wildly.

“Alright, let's do this, kid.” Charles stood tall and held up his baseball bat.

I got my shovel ready, but then the faces of the people in the Hummer were clear. It was Can, his brother, Jet, and his dad Mr. Nguyen. I never thought I'd see the old man waving his old army gun around like he was, but then again, an apocalypse could do things to people.

I still had some time before they came too close. I found a case of six empty beer bottles lying abandoned on a doorstep. I brought them out to the road and smashed them all, then ran back to the curb. Luckily, the driver of the Hummer didn't notice, and the tires were shredded. The car wobbled down the road, and finally someone was smart enough to slam on the brakes. I saw Can lurch forward and almost fell out of the sunroof.

He did that before when we were ten and “learning” to drive his mom's Mercedes. I had been discovering the brake pedal while he was standing out the sunroof like those college kids do in the movies. You could probably guess what happened after that. Three weeks in the hospital and another five grounded.

Charles ran out to get them with his baseball bat, but I ran after him and tackled him down to the ground, football-style. “No!” I yelled at him. “Don't do it, Charles!”

“Why the hell not?!” He shoved me away, and I fell on my ass on the blacktop. He tried to stand up, but he was promptly shot in the chest. I stayed down, unmoving. Sarah and Peter came to help, but they were down on the ground before I could even realize that they were just shot un-undead by my best friend. Can walked up to me. I was at pointblank range with a gun ready to pump me full of bullets.

“Wait! Wait! Wait, Can!” I screamed, my degenerative windpipes taking serious damage. Jeez, I sounded like a schoolgirl with the flu.

Can seemed to be surprised that I could talk, and even more surprised when he realized that it was me.

“Can...” I rasped. “Can, it's me!” The hungering was gone completely. I couldn't feel the approach of insanity bearing down on me anymore. Funny thing.

He put his gun down, and looked into my, from what I could tell, colorless eyes. His dad and brother crowded around me as well, lowering their weapons. Can opened his mouth to speak, but hesitated. Then he finally whispered, “Matt? Is that you?”

I nodded gratefully. Utter relief swept over me and everything went black. But I swear, I'm not the kind of guy that usually faints. Really.

(*Footnotes: B-boying and breaking are the two more official terms for breakdancing. A Lotus Flare is an epic breakdancing move. Kind of dangerous.)

Unfini-!!

Just a quick sketchy kinda thing... I've been experimenting with the chibi art form, and this is what i came up with.... I'm most likely going to finish it and color it, also. If u want moar chibi, comment!

From left to right:
Clair(angry girl, unfinished), Leo(angry boy, unfinished...), Katie E.(girl in love), Maddi(skin-and-bones), Katie B.(crazy girl), and Ginny(crazy-on-the-inside-calm-on-teh-outside girl)

Poeticrap

All our plans rely on other people.
That's why solitude is such a shock.
Humankind isn't meant to be alone.
We run with the pack.
People in solitude for to long
Have been known to go "insane."
Maybe the truth is they are becoming more "sane"
Or maybe no one has any idea what the hell is going on.
The reason we laugh at nonsense because
If we didn't we wouldn't be able to laugh
At most things in life.
It may sound crazy but so are we.
Think of the possibility
That's it's better to be alone and self relient.
Just incase.

Yes I write crappy poetry. I love writing even though I might suck.

AND NO POETRY DOES NOT HAVE TO RYTHM RHYME.

Actual Blogging *Gasp!*

Okay. Let's try this real blogging thing for a sec.

Today: interesting? Quite likely. I actually got work done, and finished a screenplay. I also have lots of stuff to scan and post, but I haven't had the time...

I also realized that my halloween costume is nowhere near ready. i still have none of the materials i need for it. *bangs head on table* it probably won't be ready by the school dance... but it'll look awesome when I finish making it.

Otherwise, I got a mental slap to the face from my conductor -- it had a hint of practice-maddi-or-you're-down-to-junior-virtuosi*-again-grrrr. It still stings.

At least I finally found the site that has rock songs that have lyrics about SCIENCE AND MATH! goody goody geek fun, rite?

I have a feeling that this will be irrelevant to anyone reading it, but what the hey. I kinda need to rant a little today....... Mental slaps and mostly-but-not-really-unimportant deadlines aren't fun.

Blah blah blah. In other news, lots of dramatic stuff has been going on at school... but... i won't gossip unless certain people will allow for it :P

*Junior virtuosi is the beginner level orchestra in our school. It's not fun.

If you ACTUALLY read this far, comment or vote!
(should ranting become a regular thing... or...?)

The russians are watching us!!!!!

Math Mid-terms (pt.2)

The final standings!!!


Geometry
Hannah: 77/78 (99% = A+)
Maddi: 76/78 (97% = A)
Katie B: (was absent)
Leo: 70/78 (89% = B+)
Grace: 60/78 (76% = C)
Sean U: (not in our class)
Alex: 72/78 (92% = A-)


Algebra I
Joel: ???
Laura: ???


Pre-Algebra
Ginny: ???


Algebra II
Duncan: 98% (-ish???)


Compare and contrast? 
Not to worry, everyone gets to correct their test and turn it back in =]


oh and if i got ur grade wrong or if u don't want it up at all, tell me =P


less than three
Maddi D.

Sorry......... I guess

Ok, I bet you are wondering why I haven't posted anything yet and I actually can draw, if not then forget you. (jk) Anyway, the reason is that the scanner that I have is broken. (I know stupid excuse right?) When I can scan something sometime I will!
sorry............ life really sucks that way....

-Larua (the epic)

Math Mid-terms

We had our midterms last friday... this is pretty much what everyone is expecting tomorrow.

Also, introducing three new characters, katie berry, grace, and alex!! all ninth graders, all well behaved students... well, most of the time.

guest starring mr. beard-man and justin, our two math teachers!

blame garrett

garrett did this. mmmm burger.

Tomorrow is another day

"Stay true to yourself
 Follow what you know is true
 Have as much fun as your heart will allow
 And look back at the truth
 To guide you in the future
 Never forget the bond that you
 Have shared with your friends
 And whenever you are sad
 Look back in your memories...
 See all the fun times we shared
 Be free, live your life as if you don’t have another
 And keep this secret close to your heart
 Never forget who you are.
 And most of all, remember…
 Tomorrow is another day"


~Katie E.


based on a letter by Maddi from the last day of school, 2010
WE MISS U KATIE!!!! :'(

doctor: don't touch me I'm sterile!

nurse: doctor, theres a mongoose on your hand.

doctor: AHHHHHHHHH! $#!*

not art (no scanner)

I don't really know what to write... Maddi just told me to write something. I don't have a scanner (crazy, right?), but I am awesome anyway. (Go die, Leo I don't care if you disagree, hehe.) I made my own comic-ish thingy..... I need to give it to yew Maddi :D AND I hate homework, but who doesn't.

BAI.

Oh, Procrastination!

Like I said, I've been really busy... ooh look, a vespene geyser! :D

why are you reedin' this?

it was the title, it doesent give much info.

hey look! penguins!

?

whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

TENTENTEN six

Haha yeah, but seriously guys i hate deadlines. And clothes? To hell with em. They take like, ten minutes to draw! >.< My brain hurts, it's late at night, and this finale sucks. I left a lot out and i would have liked to make it longer... but stupid deadlines are... deadly...

This is my concept art for the flash animation I'm making. See if you like your colors guys!

The Fantastic Farm Read-It's

Our publishing class is making a newsletter... Laura and I had to come up with the logo. Here it is! :P It only took ten minutes to make, but it took another ten to choose a font :P

TENTENTEN five

Hatake Kakashi guest stars!
TBC... TOMORROW! :O

doom

Mwhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah your all doomed, doomed I tell you, doomed!!!!!! Mwhahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahah

TENTENTEN four

hannah meets hannah (that's hannah backwards), while the rest of the crew gets acquainted with .werc eht

TENTENTEN three

Maddi explains more about the alternate universe

TENTENTEN two

oops, i lied. oh well. at least the time still matches with the date, right? I'll have pt.3, 4, and possibly 5 and 6 by tomorrow....

TENTENTEN

Hannah and Ginny draw their very own panels! Also, what was that giant rip in the universe? Find out, tomorrow, on 10-10-10 at 10:10am! :P

(I'll try my hardest to get it on time, and if not, 10:10pm!)

PS Click to zoom!

Monster Hunter Days ep. 1, RAGEEEEE!!!

This is the first of my series, Monster Hunter Days. This crap actually happens in the game. Not with so much detail and weirdness, but this is pretty much how it goes when we play.

The game is Monster Hunter Freedom Unite

And if you don't like it, you can go *text deleted* yourself with a *text deleted*

Hiya!

Heeeelllooo! Hannah here! Well Maddi (the artist) told me to post something. So here I am.
I'm afraid that (unlike the rest of the crew) I am not an artist. (Sad, huh?) Anyways, I do a lot of other things. Like...um...er...(give me a second, willya?)...HOMEWORK! I do homework. (That sound so impressive.)
Well! It's only a couple of more hours until 10/10/10!!! This will never happen again in our lifetime and somebody better make a forward message about it! (BTW Maddi I NEED YOUR NUMBER!) Kay well Hannah is outa here!

Joel and Pals

Okay, there was another arc after the Laura Goes to Magic School but I LOST IT. If you KNOW WHERE IT IS (*cough DUNCAN cough cough*) then can you please tell me so I can get it back and finally post it? Until then all full-arc comic posting will be halted. (i might still have some non-canon stuff up... maybe)

SORRY GUIZE

Maddiiiiiiii

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Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 5

Duncan has his time to shine and the gang's trip to magic school ends happily.

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 4

The gang discovers their powers and set off to find Laura!

PS i finally fixed my scanner! (if you didn't know that it was broken, it was. for an annoyingly long period of time)

PPS I'll try and upload every Friday(?)

PPPS spread the word please! tell people you know will like it (and if you can't think of anyone, people in general will do just as fine!)

PPPPS Hooray for postscripts!

Self Portret

This would be me if my eyes were as big as my... uh face and had a giant robe thing. And I know I spelled Portret wrong.

Blushing Tan Person

I didn't know tan people blushed! ;)

S.A.N.D.

Yeah I found my printer.
This is S.A.N.D. the Super Awesome Ninja Dudes. They are a fun to draw group of ninjas. Ignore the two suck-ish ones on the bottom-right corner my sister drew those. Sorry the papers all wrinkly cause it's been through a lot. After Maddi asked me to post I throught I might as well put them on the internet.

Cloud

This is a failure tribute to Cloud from Final Fantasy VII. I posted this because I can't find my printer with a scanner on it. *face palm* While I go find that you can have this.

Duunko posts some moar stuffz

Due to Maddi's request, I posted moar content of my origin. Not the best, but whatev. I haven't drawn in awhile.

IMA CHAMELEON

lol wut? idk...

An example, Horus

This is my first post on teh blog. Maddi can remove it if she wants, but here it is. and example of what I do. Besides blowing stuff up. I know, I'm SO hilarious. *rolls eyes*

Art Class Sept. 29th

Helen Grace Guzenski

we weren't allowed to use erasers!

That's why it looks so weird...

P.S. Grace likes Edward Cullen :P

 What we learned in class

plus another drawing of Grace (no erasers)

Pastel cave-drawn horsey

"Draw something that represents you"

I didn't want it to get too complicated and messy, so i just did this thing...

whatever it is

(Click a pic to zoom)

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 3

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 3

The gang ends up in detention, and a mysterious new character appears.

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 2

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 2

Beardude takes the gang to magic school, but their destructive impulses cause things to go from bad to worse. (click the pics to zoom in)

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 1

Laura Goes to Magic School pt. 1

Leo, Duncan, Maddi, Laura, and Hannah experience Juvie. Meanwhile Ginny's mourning for Joel summons... A magical fairy godmother?

(the un-)CENSORED( version)

The UN-CENSORED Trip

Remember panel 5 from the Trip? This is what happened behind the curtain.