Eh..sort of a little creative writing..Sort of. God bored. Made a character. By the end you'll basically want to punch him in the face. His name's Sigmund, but I call him Iggy. Whellp...Here you go:
Sigmund is a handsome name; so it fits me and my perfect face. It's really a beautiful face,mine. It's sharp and my eyes are set just where my hair ends. Perfection. I have artfully sculpted eyebrows that darken my eyes and I'm taller than most, skinny, but not a wimp. I have beautiful hair that's short and messy,but in a pinch it can be slicked back and orderly again, and with a skin pigment of pale,I am often referred to as sexually attractive. In health, I was sought after by the opposite sex,almost unintentionally. In death, I am just as attractive as I was in health, more if I may be so bold.
  Addictions shan't be mentioned around me. Tobacco and blood can't surely be addictions,when I can make both look so good. It doesn't matter anyways; neither can be quit. I have one of those round but pointed perfect faces that just makes it hard to be angry at me. It's easy to hate something that's perfect,that others can't compare to. But alas, I'm not changing for anyone. I'd never admit this aloud,to anyone but myself that sometimes I feel like a monster. A killer. It's a lie,but I'd like to say it doesn't bother me,death. Blood is what I need.
  I'm sluggish when I'm hungry,and when I'm sluggish I sound like I'm ugly, a horrible thought indeed! I sometimes sleep or feed these feelings off. In a dark little chamber in my abode there sits sheets of violin music,an over-flowing ashtray and a wooden box. My box is black,and on the inside there is red satin lining. It smells of clovers and lemon,with the foggy musk of cigarettes...This is where I was laid to rest all those fucking years ago, but rest I do not. My abode is more or less a mausoleum,half being underground,half being above ground, looking like a house,it's style that of an abandoned house. Inside it's a little dusty, scattered music sheets around. A fireplace is near my chambers, often used. I like to be cold,but I like to feel warmth.
 I don't have many comforts that others would see necessary for life. Food I buy sometimes, but I mostly stick to my anguished hungers....I do kill people. I kill for food. I'll kill for sport. It's a terrible cycle..But like I said,I would never admit aloud,or to anyone but myself that sometimes I feel like a monster. I can't be a monster,I tell myself. I'm too beautiful. I'm too lovely,too perfect. Monsters cannot achieve perfection, that which I am. Fuck them. I'm not a monster. They kill animals for food. So do I in a sense.
I don't don too many different apparels. I like suits and ties,they make me look attractive and important,which I am.
 It's easy to kill. Victims are easy to come by,thus they are easy to kill. A snap of bone, a bleeding wrist... Easy. I tend to look for victims who appear the same. Girls who look like a barbie doll. A paper cut out. It's less guilt-inducing. I find their pleas hilarious. Promises of money,credit..comforts and sex. What good would any of these things do for me? Yes,sex is nice,but I only like it when I'm feeling low and emotional,when I actually care about something. But that's neither here or there.
 I play the violin, using my hands and my chin and my shoulders, it is an escape for me. I'll sometimes perform on the streets. Stand and play, with an tiny open coffin for any form of money. I've found candy in that little thing,sadly. Candy is dandy but liqueur is quicker unfortunately for me.
 I must sound more like a pirate than a vampire. Candy and liqueur,smoking and such. Maybe.
 Strawberry is my favorite flavor of anything. Not necessarily anyone. Usually people don't have flavors. You are what you eat,or drink, and on occasion I have accidentally gotten drunk.Maybe on purpose. Straight liqueur is sort of gross.
  Sometimes if someone has left me candy, I'll eat it. It's sort of like a cough drop, but less cough-y,more dead. Like...dead people candy. But that sounds childish.

1. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother & father's middle name)
Ann John.

2. NASCAR NAME: (first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
Hank Jo

3. STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Tatho

4. DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Purple Platypus

5. SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Lynn Leominster.

6. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Lime Green Diet Pepsi

7. FLY NAME: (first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Hoat

Never say goodbye
because saying goodbye
means going away
and going away
means forgetting
~ Peter Pan
     

2009-07-29
06:06:06


O.o Anybody else notice the 666?

If I was a profession I'd be: street performer
If I was a country I'd be: Romania
If I was a ocean or body of water I'd be:Indian Ocean
If I was a piece of candy I'd be:Sweet tarts,like the giant ones.:3
If I was a famous building or piece of architecture I'd be: Your mom._.
If I was a store I'd be: Newbury Comics
If I was a brand of shoe I'd be: Converse
If I was a bad habit I'd be: nail biting
If I was a swear word I'd be: Fuckwad
If I was a ice cream flavour I'd be: Reese's Peanut Butter ice cream.:3
If I was a disease I'd be: Hate
If I was a board game I'd be: Trouble!
If I was a feeling I'd be: nervous
If I was a president I'd be: Will Ferrel?
If I was a war I'd be: The Vampire war
If I was a city I'd be: Ocean City
If I was a colour I'd be: Neon green
If I was a celebrity I'd be:Chuck Norris
If I was a movie I'd be:Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist
If I was a brand of toothpaste I'd be: Little Bear
If I was a business I'd be: Geico
If I were a month, I'd be: Focktober
If I were a day of the week, I'd be: Friday
If I were a time of day, I'd be: 12:34
If I were a planet, I'd be: Pluto
If I were a sea animal, I'd be: sea horsey!
If I were a direction, I'd be: South west
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be: a futon
If I were a sin, I'd be:Sloth
If I were a liquid, I'd be: Vitamin Water
If I were a tree, I'd be: A weeping willow
If I were a bird, I'd be: A hummingbird
If I were a tool, I'd be: your mom
If I were a flower/plant, I'd be: A lilac
If I were a kind of weather, I'd be: That weird time before or after a thunder storm.:3
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be: a violin
If I were an animal, I'd be: platypus
If I were a vegetable, I'd be: Broccoli
If I were a sound, I'd be: MOOOOO!!
If I were an element, I'd be: Earth
If I were a car, I'd be: a pumpkin.:3
If I were a song, I'd be: Flagpole Sitta~Harvey Danger
If I were a book, I'd be: The Zombie Survival Guide
If I were a food, I'd be: A BLT.:3
If I were a material, I'd be: Felt
If I were a taste, I'd be: sweet/tarty
If I were a word, I'd be: mammoth
If I were a body part, I'd be: elbow
If I were a facial expression, I'd be: a fail face
If I were a shape, I'd be a: star