Drawings and stuff...

OK, so a few pics...

Yeah, bet you can tell who this is. Actually - I will re-do this and edit it on my laptop. Make it a proper cartoon. Took me ages last time I did that. Wish me luck this time...

Lizzy drew this and she thinks it isn't good. What do you guys think? I'll show her the comments and prove she is good!

This is something Rosie drew. It's a alien thing. I don't know what to call it, but here it is.


Also, my Zazzle store is now open. I'll put up stuff from my stories and T-Shirts with the Sims 2 pics there. I didn't come up with the prices so I'm sorry if they're high.


Link~


http://www.zazzle.co.uk/the_store_for_things




Anyway - will post the cartoon Star later.


Lynxia x



Update 25/02/12 17:43

The cartoon Star, as promised...

Hope it's OK.

Lynxia x

Stuff doesn't usually happen round here...

So, today whilst at the bus stop a fight breaks out. Over by the Subway, three guys round on another and call him a few names. A few punches are thrown and two of the attackers - shall we call them that? Well we are now - run down the hill and the bus stop and disappear into the woods and among the few houses in town. No idea what happened to the third but now the one who was called a few names, that I shall not repeat, has a tree branch and is running after the other two hoping to put it somewhere it shouldn't be. Somebody called the police and it turned into a full scale chase. And the bus came and I travelled seven miles and here I am now typing up what happened.  (OK, it's not that exciting but nothing EVER happens around here so let me have this one.)


And because I'm feeling nice, some more of my story... (Not Wilting Rose, sorry. I can't find my plan so I'll look for that over the weekend.)

One For You, Two For Me..., Chapter 2, Part 1 - I'm Arrested, Again...

       We drove down to the police station and when we got there he put me in those stupid mortal hand cuffs and took me in. I was put in an interrogation room and waited for half an hour before he came back with another older guy who I presumed to be his boss. The old guy sat at the table and faced me. DI Daniels went and stood in the corner.

       The old guy placed some notes on the table with pictures paper clipped to them. "You are Lynxia Lost, is that correct?" he asked.

       "I am." I replied, short and sweet, well, maybe not sweet.

       "You killed these people?" he asked and indicated to the photos, of which there where many.

       "Yes, but you didn't get all of them. There was the guy in the ditch and that family in the burned out house too. They were some of mine."

       "And this one," he held up a picture of a man with long blonde hair and my sign on his cheek "You do realise you face the death penalty in America for this one, right?" 

       I nodded.

       "We will deport you." he said, and it sounded like a threatening tone. I didn't like being threatened, and I didn't respond well to it either.

       "Deport me then. I'll slip through their grasp just like I've done with you on many occasions." I smiled.

       He was fast turning red. "Look here, you are no great person. We can knock you off your ass as easily as a knife can cut through melted butter." he was a leaning over the table now, pointing in my face.

       So I leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "I would like to see you try." And I was thankful for his hand being so close because I reached out, touched it and heard the fingers break. I also noticed that the single bare bulb cast lots of shadows in the room. It must have been my lucky day.

       He cried out and I flipped the table so it landed on him. I took hold of the shadows and grabbed DI Daniels and knocked him against the wall and he fell. I kicked the door and it blew of its hinges. I looked left and right and ran. Down the left hand corridor and I was already at the back door when the alarms started to ring. 

       I scaled the fence and ran. 

       I ran to the apartments. I got in and started to pack stuff at the speed of light. My cats came in and stood in front of me. I tapped the sigil on my wrist, the one sigil I had ever needed and the only one I had ever carved into my skin, it glowed a deep green. I faced my cats, held up my wrist so they could see it and spoke clearly.

       "Revert." Instantly they grew. I had no idea what they heard but it did the trick. Night grew into a sleek black panther and Mist into a large, grey European lynx. "Guard the house. Do not let anyone within fifteen metres. When I leave the building. Follow me but out of sight." They slunk off and I turned and got my bow and quiver. "This will be fun." I said to myself "I haven't done this in months."

He he he! Kick-ass.

New things!

I woke up this morning to find a mild day - slightly warm; gentle, cool breeze; the last of the snow melting to reveal the green grass - and then I remembered it was Thursday and got thoroughly depressed. Thursday is the worst day of the week for me. Here is my timetable for Thursday...


8:40am - 8:50am - Registration
8:50am - 9:50am - Maths
9:50am - 10:50am - Maths
10:50am - 11:10am - Break
11:10am - 12:10pm - English
12:10pm - 1:10pm - Chemistry
1:10pm - 2:00am - Lunch
2:00pm - 2:10pm - Afternoon Registration
2:10pm - 3:10pm - Art
3:10pm - 3:20pm - Assembly


How bad is that! On Thursday I only really like Art and English!


Anyway... I now have a Zazzle store! I'll be making T-Shirts with quotes on from my stories. I'll give you the link as soon as I'm sure it's up and running!


That's all for now, I think...


Lynxia x

The End Of The World and a new story...

I GOT END OF THE END OF THE WORLD!!!! WOOOO!

If you can't tell, I'm happy... I'm reading it now and I've already finished it once and I got home at 15:32 and it is now 16:06. I'm happy. I will probably be reading it for the next week or so as to digest it and memorise it... Fun!

Anyway, something new... Hope you like...

One for you, two for me..., Chapter 1, Parts 1 and 2, Hello, Welcome To My Life...

       I stepped over to the man on the floor. I took an arrow from my quiver and nocked it. "Any last requests?" I asked sweetly.
       "Yes," he said "Please don't kill me, Miss Lost." You'd be surprised how many times I hear that in my line of work. I fired the arrow and hit hit the middle of his chest. Blood started to seep from the wound and his eyes still had their last look of terror in them. I removed the arrow from his chest, the point was not broken so I placed it back in my quiver, no point wasting it. 
       I pulled a black Sharpie pen from my pocket. I drew two fancy L's and a kiss, x. This was my signature, so they knew I'd done it. Well I didn't want anyone else taking the credit - I would not get paid.
       I stepped over the body and heard sirens outside. "Lynxia Lost," came a male voice through a crackling mega-phone. "We know it is you, come out with your hands up."
       Not bloody likely! I thought and gathered the shadows and shadow walked back to my apartment.

***

My apartment was on the ninth floor of the apartment building. I walked through the door and my two cats came over. One was a grey colour with yellow eyes, she was Mist and the other was black with dark brown eyes. She was Night. The curled round my feet. I reached down and stroked them. "Hello, I've been working all day, let me finish and I'll get you something to eat."

       I walked to my glass spiral staircase. I had bought the apartment above and made it into my second floor. I walked up and into my study. I closed the door and switched on my laptop. I clicked on the screen button and the badly scarred face of Hanson McKreen appeared on the screen.

       "It is done?" he asked in a low gravely voice.

       "Yes, the police are there now but they don't know you had anything to do with it." Hanson was a big-city banker and needed his nephew taking care of, he knew something. I don't pry, though, so what he knew that needed him dead was a mystery.

       "Excellent, how much did we agree?" he knew exactly how much but I still told him.

       "We agreed on three hundred and fifty. Will I get my money?" 

       "Yes, I wouldn't double cross someone like you, Miss Lost." I wasn't sure but I nodded and closed the laptop. I decided to take a knife with me to get my money tomorrow, just in case. I got up and placed my bow and arrow on the wall. I got changed from my black top and white skinnys into my striped top, black skinnys and slippers. I went downstairs as if I just had a normal job and got out the cat food.

I walked into the library and handed in the copy of A Merchant In Venice I had been reading. Shakespeare isn't that bad. I headed over to the Nature section and was looking at the covers when a man in dark clothing came over. "Miss Lost, I have the money" he turned and opened a briefcase - what a cliché! - and in there was my money in twenty and ten pound notes.

       "Excellent," I said "Hand me the money and we can part ways."

       "Not going to happen, I'm afraid." and he pointed a gun at me. Jerk. I lashed out with the knife and slit his throat befor he could blink, gathered the money into my coat packets and walked out of the building.

       I walked to my car. It was exactly where I'd left it. However there was someone reading a Kindle on the hood. He sat there like it was a park bench, not my car. He looked up as I got closer. He had sandy blonde hair and black eyes. He had high cheek bones and a square jaw. He was fairly handsome. He also had a silver stud in his hose. He put away his Kindle and got up. He held out his hand to shake. "Miss Lost, pleasure to meet you." I looked him up and down. Gold earring in his left ear. Un-tucked shirt, top button un-done. Black trousers and black All Star deck shoes. I then looked at his hand. I waved it away.

       "Who are you?" I cut straight to the chase, I had no time to waste. I had the package in my pocket and had around three minutes before the alarm bells would ring.
       "I knew you were one to cut straight to it but that was a little rude." His hand dropped to his side.
       "Who are you, I don't have time to waste." I glanced over my shoulder - nothing yet.
       "It is not who I am that matters, it is my employer." He opened the door of the passenger side of my car and offered it to me. My car. I got in and he got in a started the car.
       "Who are you?" I asked for the third time.
       "I am Detective Inspector Daniels and you've been arrested."




Like? Again, I need to stop putting 'Like?'!

Derek said hi to me! Yay! I would, however, like to scold him for not saying hi to Robin twice. Naughty Golden God!

Valuable minutes after I updated this blog Derek FINALLY said hi to Robin.

*shakes head at Derek* Valuable time Golden God...


And because I found the link, Zath's pic of Eve...

Real cute.

Anyway...


Off to read TEOTW now! Bye!


Lynxia x

The Wilting Rose, Chapter 6, Part 1 - Training...

       Me and Renna walked out of the courtroom to cat calls. The most mild of which was 'Go cut off your wings and jump off a cliff'. We walked out into the square. Opposite us was the town hall with its white washed walls, like the rest of the city, and bronze bell tour. In the centre of the square was a fountain made of brown marble and a cream coloured stone. On the top was a statue of Arc Angel Gabriel made out of gold. He held a gold copy of the Arc Angel Staff, a long thin dark wood pole topped with a crescent moon made of sapphire, and a stone tablet. It was thicker than the ones used now but I reminded myself that his was around three thousand years older (yes, three thousand even though I know some of your Human religions say two thousand but it was three thousand, sorry). The fountains bottom contained the gold Drachmas, yes Greek money. It's ours, you were bound to get something right, the Greeks thought we were gods and started using the money. I thought about how my father had brought me to the city when I was little to board the Palton to go on holiday and had made wishes by throwing in a Drachma.
       We carried on walking. Imagine an Italian (is that right?) town. White buildings with red roofs and cobbled streets. On our left was a large building with a sign saying 'Madame  Forfair's Departments'. It was a shopping centre and was quite expensive. I heard girls at school talking about it but I'd never been in. On our left was the Garden of Eden. It was a nice place but guarded heavily because if its history. The Cherubs, our police officers; not the little cute things that you've depicted them as but strong tall Angels with short hair - men and women, were holding their flaming swords. We walked through the two cherubs on guard at the gates, a woman and a man. The nodded their heads to Renna and gave me a sceptical look after glancing at my wings but let me pass. Inside was beautiful. We followed the North River down to where it met with East, South and West. In the middle of where they met was an island - Chairman only. On it was a natural spring that flowed into the rivers, fuelling them. Renna flew over onto the island and turned round. She shouted to me.
       "Come on! Come over!"




Like? I ask you this every time...


Lynxia x

The Wilting Rose, Chapter 5, Part 3 - Justice and Maybe My Death...

       Renna stopped reading and put her stone tablet away. "Have you ever heard these lines before, girl?" Asked Gantrov.
       I shook my head, I couldn't trust myself to speak.
       "So what should we do, Arc Angel, if she is, indeed, the Angel of Prophecy then, what shall we do?" asked the one named Heckilm.
       Ganta shook his head. "There is only one thing for it. We must choose one of us to train her."
       Gantrov sat up a little straighter. "Let me," he said, which I was definitely not thrilled about. "I'll whip her into shape."
       "You?" Heckilm asked "Dearest Gabriel, you'd kill her." he laughed.
       "Let him!" one person shouted from the seated Angel's. Again there were yes's and I agree's.
       Ganta held up his hand and everyone was silent. He then moved his hand clockwise until a small whirlpool had formed in mid-air, except it was completley white. "Everyone place in your Thread." Ganta said. He pulled out a long thin golden thread from the locket on his necklace.
       Renna pulled a bright green thread from the laces of her converse.
       The bald angel, who's name I still did not know, pulled a dark blue thread from a marking on her head.
       Heckilm took his white silk handkerchief and pulled the silver thread from around the edge and dropped it into the whirlpool.
       Gantrov took out a red cravat and pulled the black embroidered thread from it and dropped it in.
       The Threads spun in the whirlpool. Threads were a way of keeping your aura safe so if you died it was woven into the outer hall and that was how you got the pictures and names on the walls. I've never really seen the point but if it's important to them.
       One by one the Threads dropped out of the end. First the gold, then the black. Then came the silver and the blue. The whirlpool dissipated and left the green Thread hanging in mid-air.
       Renna turned to me. "I get to decide?" she asked the others while still looking right at me.
       "It seems that way." said the angel next to her who was placing her Thread on her head and it was absorbed.
       "Yay!" Renna said then pursed her lips. "I don't think you're bad so I won't put you to death and I accept to train you."
       I was relieved and scared.
       Not going to be put to death - Yay, I stay alive!
       Train me - What the Hell do you mean, train me?


Like? I hope you do!




A little music...

Sorry for the crap quality. It was recorded on my phone. There is no video, just sound. I wrote and played this myself. Hope you like! ;)


Again, sorry for the crap quality...


I've made a background for my laptop with all the power shots on it, here it is...

I left it at its original size, it's pretty big, anyway. It's got my name in the corner. Feel free to save it from here and insert your own name instead of mine.


That's all for now... I think...


Lynxia x

Power shots!

OK, the last of the power shots - just like I promised. I'm a girl of my word! ;)

In this one Ivy Animosity has killed us all. Yes, that is a scythe she is holding and she's looking rather smug, isn't she...

Everyone knows Eve likes to eat live chickens and here she is being tempted. So many...

Yeah, this is about a small argument that was on Blogger this morning. I told Eve Sparky would get her. And she did, with an axe.

In case you can't tell, this is Sparky holding a blood stained meat cleaver. I don't know why it's blood stained, it just is - she looks rather menacing doesn't she?

(That's Ivy playing piano in the background! :]  )

Nixion Strange (on the left) fighting Zathract Mist on the right. They're holding swords if you can tell.

Robin chucked a water balloon at me in game so I took a pic. Just wait and see what happened to you after Robin...

Sparky came to my aid and electrocuted Robin. Funny, eh?

And because that is all the pics here is all of us waving good bye - very cheesy, isn't it?!

And because, in Blogland, we don't wave good bye, here are all of us in fighting positions - again!

Hope you liked the rest of the pics. I think that's all of them, unless I find any more bouncing around in my Pictures folder, and if I do - they'll be here!

But for now, bye bye!

Lynxia x