What Happened At the Doctor's

So I realized I forgot to tell you guys what happened at my doctor's appointment. Well, to be blunt, I have no fucking clue. They still don't know what's wrong with my head and now I need to get a CT scan done because it's no a neurological thing. I hate not knowing what's wrong with me. :|

Doctor's Appointment

This is it guys. For the past year or so, I've been getting chronic headaches and dizziness spells and waves of nausea and I had no idea why. I'm going to the doctor's so that hopefully figure out what's going on. They told me to make a sorta sick log, kinda like a diary where I write down every time I get an incident. We're gonna go over it to hopefully find out what's going on in my brain. Hope it's not life threatening and curable.

Birds

So we're learning about poetry in English class now, and guess what our new subject is?

Birds. Yup, I have to write a poem about birds. And not any birds, no. I have to write about the Northern Cardinal. Granted, the Northern Cardinal is pretty fucking cool, but writing a poem about birds? HOW DOES THIS RELATE TO MODERNISM?!

I mean, sure it would be easy to write a short poem about birds, but not a modernistic piece. I mean, maybe if I make it ambiguous enough it would work. Maybe...

Anyways, just wanted to share my thoughts on bird poetry. 

Webcomic Club (and Anime Club): A Bit Brisk, Fundraiser, Webcomic Reading

I finally have a working computer to do this on, but not for long, so I'll be brief here.

A Bit Brisk:

I'm giving the first few pages of script of our webcomic A Bit Brisk to Floxy and Chloe. Come up with cool character designs for the characters that EVERYONE agrees on and can draw. Talk to the Writer Team if you're confused with anything, but don't be afraid to have your own interpretations and ideas. This is the CLUB'S webcomic, not just one singular person. If you don't remember how the initial character designs look like, you can find them here. I want to see everyone's interpretations of the first few scenes when I come back (I'm not going to be in club today because I have a doctor's appointment).

Fundraising:

To both clubs, remember, our fundraiser is the third week of March, so please make as many merchandise and art to sell. Send me the scanned copies to my email (in my About Me page) or give me the physical copy anytime you see me. Remember, what we want are key chains, bookmarks, buttons, and prints, as well as any craft stuff you think we can sell. I will not be here on Friday except for 1^st and 2^nd period and probably during 8^th because I have a luncheon to attend to. You can give any of your art stuff to David (the wheelchaired one), Cooper (the fluffy one), Floxy (the deaf one), or Saffron (the green haired one).

Webcomic Reading:

We'll be reading Nerf This for a while and a few other webcomics that are simple or don't have a heavy plot. We'll rotate this between other more complex webcomics to contrast the difference. We'll also need voice actors/readers who would be willing to read the webcomics to the whole club.

Hope you have a good week Webcomic and Anime Club~! Remember Anime Club, we're watching My Bride is a Mermaid episode 10 & 11 next week.

In Which Mabel's Faith in Humanity is Momentarily Restored

The coolest thing happened just now. So my parents were complaining about shoveling the snow (we got about another 4-6 inches today, that's about almost 1/2 a foot guys), so I told them I would do it since I didn't wanna do homework and shoveling snow is kinda fun. When I get to the gateway of our lot, and was getting the last bit of snow off, I heard someone calling to me, asking if my parents paid me to shovel the snow.

I turn around and it's one of the neighbors who like in the apartment complex in front of us. Now, I live in a coach house. That basically means I live in a small two floor house that is directly behind a main building. Here's a shitty diagram I made up to show you how it looks like from the gateway/sidewalk.

Diagram aside, the neighbor that lives in the apartment building asked if my parents paid me to shovel snow. I told her no, that I volunteered. She asked if I could help her, and I thought, might as well, I'm already out here and I don't wanna work on language homework.

She was shoveling snow to park her car, and apparently she works as an architectural preserver (the people who are hired to help upkeep and preserve architectural landmarks and whatnot) as well as interior design. Now, since you probably don't know, I am a huuuuuuuuuge architect nerd. It's pretty much all I've ever wanted to be since the 5th grade. It's my passion, my life's work, everything I love and more. Architecture is the utter best, hands down. I love it more than anime.

So it's safe to say that our conversation was chalk full of awesome stuff. Anyways, after we've effectively cleared out enough snow, she told me she would pay me. Yeah, I know, insane! I was totally not expecting that, especially since the work wasn't too hard to manage between two people and it wasn't a lot either. I tried to tell her no and give her back the money, but she really insisted. I was like, well ok man, if you're sure.

She gave me $10. I would've expected her to give me like 5, but nope, she gave me ten whole dollars. Hot damn man, that's like 10 fucking McChickens right there. I gave it to my parents for gas money, but my mom didn't wanna take all of it, so she only took half. Long story short, I am now five bucks richer, aww yeah~!

Space Cradle - Chapter One

Chapter One: Preconceptions

It was nighttime. The air was slightly chilly and Jamie Waftsman was sitting on the front porch that had been in xir family for years. Xe had inherited the ranch from xir family when xir parents died, but not because they felt a paternal love to give it to xem, but because xe was the only child they had and had no other close relative to give to instead. Jamie was born a man, but had never felt like one. Or female at that. Jamie was just Jamie, and had lived xir life as neutrally as possible. This, of course, did not fare well with xir parents, who insisted on calling Jamie a him and calling xem James instead of xir preferred more neutral nickname. Still, Jamie loved xirs parents, even though they never fully accepted xem. Besides, they had long passed away, and xe was content to just live the rest of xir life up in the ranch. Here, all xe had to do was tend to a few animals and continue making xir living painting and writing xir next novel.

Space Cradle - Prologue

Prologue:

The skies were black. Voltru could see nothing save the pinpricks of light from stars long dead. The starship was deathly quiet; a lesser Eltroin would've been scared, but Voltru had been in the Black Wars and appreciated the silence in a way only someone who had heard the cacophony of war for too long. Voltru was close. The planet that he had picked was only a few lightclicks away. He flipped a switch and the small ship jumped through a self created wormhole. His visors lit up rapidly; colors blasting his sensory feelers to the point that he was almost blinded. Still he pressed onwards. It would only be a matter of time before the Star Police were after him. High Treason was top priority nowadays.

He piloted the ship outside the wormhole, and across the empty space as he fought for momentary control. Not far below him, a blue and green planet waited. He would need to release the Cargo now. His Directional Coordinates glowed up, the words "The Water Grave" popping up. It was a Class Zor planet, meaning it was protected by the Interstellar Union. The Skefas would not go after the Cargo unless the IU gave them the ok. And the IU would never do that. Not since the last debacle.

Voltru hovered over one of the smaller landmass, and before he pressed the release button, he prayed to the Great Goddess Welva. He prayed for her forgiveness. Then he pushed the button. From the bowels of his ship, a pod was sent barreling down to the planet. Purple and blue fire emission glowed from the rear, leveling the pod as it descended before extinguishing itself quickly. It fell ever faster before colliding violently in the ground. Voltru had left the moment the pod left his ship. He was going to return to his home, drink a bottle of Oflo's finest, and wait for the Star Police to come. There was nothing more he can do.

Webcomic Club: New Power, Creepy Cafe, Making Webcomics, and Actually Reading Webcomics

Gooood morning Webcomic Club! (Or afternoon, depends when are you reading this.) I have a few announcements for you guys that I know for sure you'll be interested in.

New Power:

That's right guys, as of last week, I, Mabel Escobar, has taken over Webcomic Club in a peaceful coup d'etat. Chloekins will still be president and Saffron is still vice president, but it's just a puppet government where the true leader is me. You will listen to everything Chloe tells you (or Saff), but all higher up decisions will ultimately be from me. Don't worry though, I won't turn into Stalin. I just think it's high time the kohai of Anime Club had a few changes.

Creepy Cafe:

Webcomic club will be hosting a creepy cafe (with zombie/monster maids!) sometime mid-April. This will be one month after Anime Club's fundraiser. This cafe is not connected with the school, and will be hosted in an outside location (tentatively the gallery(?) of Chloe's father). We need people to be maids/butlers, chefs/patisseries, and artists to create and sell creepy artwork. We already have the creepy art book that we will be selling, but sculptures and craft items should also be considered in our inventory to sell.

Making Webcomics:

Yup, we'll be making webcomics from now on. I am hoping that with the combined talent with everyone, we can create a mini webcomic that we will eventually publish and create in a physical and digital format. So come to club with good ideas and characters! I have several ideas we can work out, but I want to give creative freedom to everyone.

Reading Webcomics:

That's right guys. From now on, we'll actually be reading webcomics. Huzzah! They'll be on a PowerPoint/slideshow and will be shown in rotation. That is to say on one week we read Webcomic A, next week we read Webcomic B, third week we read Webcomic C, and the fourth week we go back to Webcomic A. If you would like to read a specific webcomic, tell me, Chloe, or Saff, and we'll try to bring it in.

Have a good week Webcomic Club!

In Which Mabel Tells a Story: How David Left His Mark

STORY TIME GUYS! I'm gonna tell you how David broke his leg (despite being in a wheelchair) and how there is now a permanent mark at Lane Tech of our existence.

To those of you who don't know, David has SMA (spinal muscle atrophy) and has been in a wheelchair most of his life. He also get's really sleepy in the morning when it's cold. This is a very bad combination. This is what the little fucker of a best friend looks like:

Anyways, it was my freshman year, we weren't as close as we are now. It was dead end winter, and the only thing on my mind at the time (other than listening to Rise Against on full volume on my mp3) was getting inside as fast as possible. As I was about to walk inside the building, I see David parked nearby the little rail guard things by the entrance. Now I'm not paying attention, so from my point of view, it just looks like he's stuck or something, so my first reaction is "Hey David, see you inside." And for the rest of the day I'm wondering where David was because he never showed up.

The reason for this is because he broke his leg. Yup. The kid in the wheelchair broke his leg. What happened was that, because it was a cold early morning, he was super sleepy and thus not in full control of hit motor functions, so he accidentally drove his chair into the railing. The snow made him lose control momentarily, so he couldn't stop and ended up crashing into the post. And consequently broke his leg. So while I thought he was just stuck (with a bunch of people crowding around, in what I presumed, to help him get unstuck), he was actually cursing worse than a sailor and yelling at the top of his lungs because he broke his leg. Yes, that actually happened.

To this day, there is a mark on that rail guard and we see it whenever we enter and exit the school. Somehow David blames me.

That long grey mark is where his chair hit the rail guard. It's been three years and it's still there! I laugh every time I see it. 

In Which Mabel Found An Old Made Up Song/Rap/Poem

So I'm looking through my old documents, and I see this little piece of shit from three years ago. It's old, shitty, and super fucking catchy. I never wrote song lyrics before, but for some reason, I did this one time. So here it is. (Maybe I'll actually record this, who knows.)

Music Blaring From the Bottom of the Sea

Music blaring from the bottom of the sea,

she plays onwards, 

only to sink down, 

aquamarine waves flowing themselves over her. 

Still she plays on, 

swinging herself back and forth, 

shaking her head side to side, 

and her body moving to the motions of the sea.

Music, music, it’s all in the sea,

in the sea, 

in the sea. 

She can’t stop, 

she won’t stop, and she’ll never stop.

The preppyness of the world, 

bruised to a dark shade of purple.

In the sea, in the sea! 

She’s crazy, 

oh Lordy, she’s crazy! 

Go crazy babe, 

‘cause there be no more for you! 

Rocking in the sea,

in the sea, in the sea! 

Blaring music, 

crazy music, 

music, music, in the sea! 

Little mermaids prelude to sharks,

let the stars eat you away. 

IN THE SEA! 

Blaring, blaring, 

the music beats the rocks into sand,

the maiden dances. 

Babe, you be crazy, 

but there’s no more, so keep going,

keep going. 

Crazed bitches be playing in the sea,

in the sea, in the sea! 

Little girls are crying in the sea, 

the foam cascading over the maiden’s body 

in small waves of tears. 

The sea, 

oh sea, let the music play on. 

IN THE SEA! 

And she keeps on dancing, 

just to have music in the sea!

The Lady Who Went Insane Chapter One

Chapter One:

And So She Went Insane

In Which Mabel Animated A Few Things and Wanted To Show Off

I have a serious love for pixel animation. It's like the funnest thing ever. So here's a few that I've created recently:

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