Personal Blog For June 1st 2017

Once again sorry for going off grid for days/weeks, but health issues got in the way. I’ll be happy when my coffee gets ordered this weekend, hopefully it helps keep me from getting backed up.

 

Anyway, on with the post, & I’ll get the crappy part out the way first. After some odd months, my nephew in his dimwitted wisdom let his stupid ex girlfriend move back here. Yes, the woman who was wanting her own place, her own life, money but stayed with her mommy this whole time IS HERE! I voiced my opinion, telling him that he was a stupid moron for letting her back here because it has already started to decay into fights, but not my problem.

 

Before feeling muddy, so many words a day were being written & my stories were nicely constructed. Tomorrow, my plan is to write more & try finishing one I’ve been working.

 

As for the Elfen Lied review, I am trying to get that rewatched, believe me. Wish there were more than 24hrs. in a day.

 

Finally, in a few weeks, some Tekken 7 matches and training content will be going up. When the game’s bought, I’d like to train some and do arcade stuff before getting destroyed online, but I’ve recorded another game while the gut hurt to see how the quality was before I streamed and stuff. Look below and drop your thoughts. 🙂

 

Mini Update

So, this weekend was somewhat productive! 🙂 The computer game pads came Friday & I unplugged the shorted one, throwing it away, plugging in the new one. The backup is in my dresser’s item drawer if/when I need it. 🙂 Boy, can’t tell ya how good it felt playing a game without the controller shorting out every second! 🙂 Even managed to complete Devil May Cry 4 on hard, which I’m glad to see that I can still do it. When beaten, it unlocked two more modes, but I’m no way that hardcore to try em.

 

I am debating on showing game play footage of a boss fight, please let me know your thoughts

 

On the writing front. Tomorrow, (Tuesday) will be spent adding too, if not completing the fan based work, (the one with the woman below and the feline ninja guy), after washing pop cans out. 🙂 My goal is to get open stories done before doing new stuff, as stated days ago.

 

Maki.

 

 

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Lastly: Wednesday will be spent revisiting Elfen Lied so the review can be written, which most of you are waiting for, sorry to keep you all waiting. 😦

Personal Blog For May 2017

New month, time to clean out my head, so let me get into it, but at the end a cherry will top this off & I’d like to share it with ya.

To kick this off, I’ve been adopting new techniques of writing dialogue into my stories for three days and like it. In fact the next story I post has some of the new element in, so look out! 🙂 However, and this may sound lame, but it isn’t easy to merge old and new, having em look like they work ya know? That said, I am adapting to change.

 

In other news, some of you know  one of my R/C trucks was stolen last week when I was out with it and though I’ve come to terms, this made me think about not taking my Stampede out anymore. Oh, it might be worry making me think that I know that, but it’s there. In a week, it may fade, not sure, for now though… The hobby isn’t dead in me, not by any means, I’ve decided to get the e maxx’s replacement, (a much cheaper in price truck), cause when I DO go mack out, I don’t see risking another $500+ R/C to be a target.

 

 

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On the Elfien Lied front, I’m still trying to guess why my computer’s viewing software wants to play random episodes and not the disc in order. Its in a mode I’m sure, just need to sit down to figure it out. In any case, weather I figure it out or not, the series will be rewatched this weekend and a review will be up the following week! 🙂

 

Lastly,  computer news and the cherry I promised. Another gamepad I bought a year ago has developed a short in the wire. I’ve taken care of it, but it might just be wear and normal use doing it, so my plan? Order two Wednesday and if one starts shorting, I’ll have a backup. Good plan? Would go with Logitech’s wireless pad, but heard that fails to connect on install. There’s a patch I COULD download, but if it won’t work, the gamepad will be a paperweight.

 

Okay, now the cherry. Since moving back to PC gaming from consoles, me moods have been better, added a few more friends on my steam list and even posted in forums there. And for the most part, I keep my head down, I’ve been cool when helping people etc. However one post had me almost lose my cool, but I managed to reply in a decent & somewhat funny way. while giving fact.

 

This user kept posting, whining that Tekken 7’s playerbase on PC will stink without crossplay and he/she isn’t too sure about buying it on steam. Well after the eighth post, I had enough and said my piece, which their post with my reply is below, let me know what you guys think.

 

Originally posted by FrPl^Ryodakun:

The lack of crossplay really makes me think about not putting the money towards the PC version. I am interessted in playing ranked tekken online and if the PC versions community is small, then where’s the point? All the good players will be over at the PS4. For serious players the PC version seems to be a really poor deal at the moment.

Crossplay crossplay crossplay, I’m sure everyone agrees with me when I say we are tired of you beating a dead horse! If you THINK the PC playerbase is gonna be small, well it is your opinion, an incorrect one, but whatever. We however have a group to play the game, and I’m sure people will be coming once the game unlocks in 4 weeks. If your not gonna buy tekken for PC, DON’T BUY IT! Moaning about it not having crossplay only makes you look like you are, a whiny lil fool!

Rant over……..

Personal Blog For April 2017

Yes this post is a few days late, wasn’t feeling too good, but I’m good now so let us party! 🙂 I will not go into how my nephew and his live in blonde are doing, other than to say, Get over the lazy girl! Watching & listening to their drama makes me glad I’m single!

 

 

Anyway, lately I’ve been real active on the Steam forums, more so than I was on the PS3 & am finding it rather relaxing. Heh, I don’t wanna start wars on there, but when users say a game’s player base will die after a few months, which said game isn’t even out yet, I calmly point out that the game is not out yet, but look at Street Fighter V. Sure, it is on all systems with cross play enabled, but if it didn’t have that feature, I’m sure the PC base would be enough. To me, it sounds like some can’t get ocer the fact that Sony said no to cross play, however I also point out that Sony does some stupid shyt, so there ya go.

 

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Another reason I haven’t been blogging is the writing bug bit me and had me finishing stories, which Jasmine’s (seen above) piece “Priestess Of Lust” is about finished. That said, I’m tempted to post it here to get beta read so if there are more errors than I saw, hopefully you would tell me. However, the story is an erotic work which has quite a few scene that are a bit graphic, you have been warned! Would anyone want to help?

 

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Ah Skya, my elf princess. What’s horrid is I have not completedher first story and a new idea came to me, something I MAY go forward with. Oh, before that her first piece will be done. At times though, there are moments I wonder if my muses know that they overwhelm me! 🙂

There’s more on my mind, but saving those for tomorrow! If you fellow bloggers wanna chat or wanna aid in beta reading, drop a comment or email darklight996atgmail.com.

Next Anime Review, Elfen Lied Coming!

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Hot off the heels of the Full Metal Panic Review, the next one will be the Elfen Lied review, which won’t be months off. Before that though, I’d like to try getting back into writing the vampire novel, unfinished works, which I already started to do and other works, like the Sailor Moon/Star Cross Love crossover. Like the FMP review, I’ll do my best to outline the series, sharing my thoughts on it & the OVA, (though the OVA confuses me).

 

With that said, there is a part of Elfen Lied that makes me cringe, but I’ll get through it. So the review will be soon. 🙂

Update On Things

Guess you could call it that, so let me start. Well, I’ll begin and say this wasn’t going to be a topic, but this is a sore topic I need to get it out the way. As recorded in my Feb. personal blog, my nephew’s girlfriend moved back in, which had me shaking my head but whatever, it is none of my deal. HOWEVER, that said, not even a day went by and she had him crying by telling him she wants to have her own life, be out with her friends, have her own place etc. This fight lasted well into the night and while my place was to get to bed by 12-1am, it didn’t happen until 3ish?

To me, he needs to grow a back bone and stop letting her back in. Yes, they have kids, but she didn’t say one thing about this crap while making them, oh no. I’ve been through hard breakups before and cried over em, but now, if she were my girl, I’d be, “There’s the door, don’t let it hit you!” then delete her number! Thoughts?

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Friday, the Blu-ray drive was ordered and by that Sunday, it came! 🙂 Trying to get the nephew to call his brother to get it installed, but as soon as I get it up and running, the reviews of my anime Blu-rays can happen. ^_^

 

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This is an old pic of Miyuki, my newest creation. In the new version, she wears pinkish cat ears, which she wears for fun with a white shirt that has a bunny on it. Was trying to think outside the box and have fun creating her. A new picture of her will be uploaded soon, but the story in mind with her is this. Though she’s young, man are falling all over her & try dating her due to looking like a pop idol, (she’s not). One day at a coffee shop, she meets a young American man, they talk, finding out they have much in common.

 

As they hangout, her parents don’t care for him, because he’s an outsider Will they end up together?

Progress On A Princess’s Forbidden Desire

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Guess you can tell that I’ve been bitten by the writing bug as of late, no? Last night, a bit of my elf princess’s story was worked and great content has been created. Since no love scene hasn’t been reached yet, it is safe to post, or I hope lol. If you liked the work, let me know by the usual, or comment. ^_^

 

A Princess’s Forbidden Desire

Skya and the characters herein aren’t based on anyone living or dead, (or undead). Furthermore, this fiction is not based on actual events, if they are, it is purely accidental. I retain all rights to the characters and work. Any recreation without consent is PROHIBITED!


 

As a twenty year old elf princess with navy blue hair bathed in a pond near her forest kingdom, words of her mother and father started ringing in ears, telling her not to go too far, and she needed to pick a prince from one of the other kingdoms to wed. While getting her hair wet, ready to be washed, Skya didn’t hide the fact that their warning and the “Pick a prince” speech bothered her, the sigh crossing her lips proved it did. About the warning, she admitted creatures like goblins and such lurked in the shadows, Skya killed a few herself before, feats that only sharpened her sword skills, but to picking a husband, the idea chilled her to her core.

Finishing up, getting herself dry and dressing in the low cut pink kimono that showed a good bit of cleavage, something that her parents frowned upon, the thought of marriage still went through the elf woman’s head, making Skya cringe. Oh, it wasn’t the concept that made her feel sick, she wanted a man, children, everything marriage offered, what made the bad taste in her mouth to start was the fact that all elven males of royal blood seemed too much like weak children, hiding behind their money, afraid to fight, a trait which turned her off. Fixing her hair bow and white boots, tying the laces, a sigh of longing dropped from Skya’s mouth because she felt as if a man she could call hers had to be out there waiting, but she didn’t know how to find him.

Putting her sword between her kimono and the waste wrap, securing it, a noise that sounded like a tree twig snapping caught her attention, having the elf jump on a tree branch, her sword ready. While looking around finding nothing but night, it wasn’t lost on her that the trees spirits felt the slightest changes in their homes, a fact making Skya put a hand on the tree as she began chanting a spell that would bring the spirits out, After a few moments of speaking the words, light green started glowing around the elf woman’s hand and the tree trunk, having Skya shut her eyes.

Every piece of her being told her this wasn’t the time to lose a sense, especially if an enemy was in the darkness, something she already knew, but Skya had to focus on what the spirits said, meaning she needed to close an ability. With her eyes close, the path to the spirits that call the trees homes began appearing, letting them come to her, whispering in the elf princess’s ear. As she listened to them, it couldn’t be denied Skya felt an uneasy feeling growing within her, as if something had her dead in its sight, burning a hole through her, causing the elf’s eyes to burst open and jump away from the tree as a creature came after her.

Though she knew this wasn’t the time for jokes, “How dare you interrupt my conversion with my friends!” bled from her mouth playfully while drawing her sword. Skya wasn’t a fool when it came to fighting, she felt like there were more creatures in the shadows, waiting, but soon, more dark elves, goblins and whatever being the underworld rejected came out, surrounding her. True, Skya knew her skills with the sword were almost unmatched, something she took great pride in, but perhaps even she had to admit there might be too many for her, an omission unbecoming of her.

Looking at the elf woman’s body, it couldn’t be said some of the dark elves wanted to rape her after capturing her, the way they licked their lips said it all. Everyone of them knew the dark elves and those who rule the eight tree kingdoms of the land were at war, it went without saying, but to catch a prize like the princess before them and use whatever to seduce her so they could defile the heir to a kingdom, possibly get her with child appealed to them, having them smirk. While most of the older soldiers held back, forming attack strategies, the thoughts of fucking Skya whirled around the younger troops, pressing them to attack her, a move that had her kill them easily. It went without saying the rest of the group came after the elf, having her fight for her life, a fight worrying her, but while the soldiers and monsters got a few good licks in, nobody saw about twenty of them be killed, beheaded by an unknown force, making the battle freeze.

“My gods, sixty against one, can we say unfair?” echoed from the darkness, bouncing off the trees, confusing the dark elves, even the princess. While all tried to figure out where and who this was, mumbling began among the solders, but a dark elf with redish hair came out of the shadows, holding a sword that Skya hasn’t seen before, but she didn’t know if he was friend or foe, having her ready her blade. The man’s features told the dark elves he was one of them, making the leader try to ask him to help them capture her, but before he finished, the stranger appeared behind him, wiping the crimson from the sword as the head elf’s head fell to the ground. After their leader’s body dropped, it took little to deduce this man had no sense of loyalty, at least in their minds, calling their force to attack.

Standing there, the navy blue haired princess watched the man battle his own kind like a demon, still unsure what to make of him. Skya could cast a spell to read his mind, that she knew, but watching the man, there was something about how he fought that drew her in. As the fight went on, it amazed the young elf woman the way he handled his sword, drawing and sheathing it, but using his hands and feet as well, leading her to the conclusion he must’ve studied in Izura, which would make sense. Perhaps her naive nature had a part in it, but Skya admitted this guy would be a perfect mate for her, if he wasn’t the enemy. Yet, though she couldn’t explain it, she felt something with him, like he had a human way about him, making her curious.

Seeing the last dark elf fall, the stranger flicked his sword, clearing it of blood before sheathing it. Walking off, his eye caught Skya’s beauty in what little of the kimono she had left, having a wolf whistle leave his lips, making her turn away, but, “You best go home princess, before more show up.” follow semi kindly. Thinking about what that leader asked made him ill, the way his fist hit a tree gave proof to it, letting, “Why can’t I just go my own way, why pick sides here?” enter his thoughts as he sat by a campfire and started to take apart his sword, cleaning it. Since waking up in that body, a joke god or fate played on him, people always ask him to take a side, getting him sick. He wasn’t blind to the fact there was a war going on, evidence of that fact was everywhere, even so, the man wanted no part in it, having him keep a low profile.

As he continued caring for his blade, thoughts of his past and the goddess or whatever that flooded him, making the elf want to curse. He remembered its words, that he’d find a woman and happiness there, but even so, it couldn’t be denied that the concept of reincarnation had no meaning to him, having a laugh begging to get out. Sure, it couldn’t be denied that he saw a light before waking up days earlier then finding himself there, but he wasn’t ready to call it divine, the word wasn’t the one on his tongue. And yet, no other explanation fit, leaving a blank in his mind, having a piece of the man open.

Jumping through the trees, trying to get home before her mother and father knew she went against them, though parts of the elf princess felt they guessed, her thoughts went back to the fight and the stranger who aided her. Every fiber of Skya knew he was a dark elf, that couldn’t be denied, but, “If he’s an enemy, why did he kill the commander?” spilled from her lips, inviting more questions in. True, it might’ve been a ploy, she admitted it or a rogue within their ranks, causing her head to spin more.

As Skya got through her bedroom window of the castle, she began feeling eyes staring at her, freezing her in her tracks. “You went to the Black Forest again to bathe, didn’t you daughter?” a female asked from the corner, gazing at the princess. The queen knew Skya had a defiant streak, after all, she taught her to have a strong will, her mom admitted that, but to go into the forest beyond the boarders made the queen’s head spin. Approaching her daughter, little needed saying she found a fight, making her look Skya over, ensuring she wasn’t hurt, but, “You make us worry when you do these stunts, I hope once you pick a mate, you will settle down!” came tumbling out firmly but lovingly.

Hearing the same thing about marrying one of these weakling princes made the navy blue haired princess’s stomach turn, making, “Mother, I told you and father I’m not interested in those children! I mean, they’re too scared of swords, for fairy sake.” left Skya’s lips as she turned to mend her kimono with magic. What she hoped to find was a mate who seemed like her equal with a blade so she might test him, and if he could face her in a duel, the woman would pick him as her mate.

The queen didn’t deny her daughter’s observation, she agreed that almost half the princes seemed like weaklings who are too afraid to fight, a fact driving a sigh from the woman. Yet, tradition stood, meaning Skya had limited options, having, “Dear, I know you want a man who’s equal to you with a sword and in bed, but there are any. Besides tradition states that you have to pick a prince to wed soon…” left her mouth. While true, the elder elf would do anything for her daughter, even try to find a better mate for her, but there just weren’t any within the royal lines, bringing her to Skya and rub her shoulders.

Every part of her knew her mother spoke truth, though Skya admitted it, the truth was hard to except, letting a sigh pass her lips as the elf continued mending her garment. Life with one she didn’t love or view as an equal made her ill, having, “I should’ve let those soldiers capture me…” cross her mind in that moment of sadness, dragging her deeper into that pit, but she also knew that thought was just a reaction. Just then, images of the dark elf who came to her aid started coming to mind, lightening her sorrow, making Skya smile. Still, the man was a mystery and it couldn’t be ignored that he was a dark elf, but the things the female sensed from the man needed to be investigated, getting, “Mother, there might be an elf that could be a match, he helped me earlier, but I want to find out more, can you stall father?” out of the young navy blue haired elf, while turning to her mom.

“Who is this man of whom you speak?” left the older female lips in a concerned tone as her eyes locked on her daughter’s, trying to gauge if she was telling the truth. Oh, she wasn’t calling Skya a liar, far from it, but she was aware her spirited daughter had a way to get out of royal matters, making her examine the young elf’s words carefully. After what seemed like an eternity, though every piece of her mother could be heard fighting the choice, in the end, she wanted Skya to be happy, having, “Okay I’ll help you, BUT I wish to meet this man,” come out kindly, watching the princess walk to the window, leaving. It wasn’t a question that she feared for her daughter every time she saw her go on these treks, it went without saying, and yet, she did teach the elf to be her own person, giving her some piece of mind.

Making her way through the trees, it wasn’t lost on the young elf that she didn’t see which direction the dark elf walked off in, but some part told her that he had to have somewhere near the area she was attacked. She had no idea why she had that feeling, it just made sense, sending her towards the clearing. True, returning there might invite more enemies, a fact that Skya knew all too well, but the risk was hers to make if it meant seeing the stranger again, having the elf make her way through the trees. As she landed, images of him still had their say over Skya, drawing the navy blue haired princess in, but as she relived seeing the stranger, something more about his expression caught her, giving her the feeling she must find him.

Walking through the forest, trying to remember which direction he went, his expression stayed on the young elf woman’s mind, feeding the need to see him. Sure, it went without saying that Skya wanted to see the dark stranger’s fighting ability and cross swords with him as a way to test to see if he could be her one true mate, the woman already set her mind to that, but how he looked spoke to her. To her, it almost seemed like a great sadness rested upon him, as if the man had something taken from him, prompting something, perhaps a caring nature to surface and drive her forward. Continuing deeper into the area, flickers from a campfire called her attention, having her put her hand on her sword while slowly approaching, ready to draw if needed.

Sitting by the fire, cooking fish he just caught not long ago, his free hand went for his black wrapped Katana and started unsheathing it. Though he didn’t know how he knew, maybe his sharpened senses told him, but he knew the elf princess was in the brush behind him, triggering, “Thought you’d be back in your kingdom and not back here.”to fall from Draven’s lips while checking the night’s dinner. He didn’t deny wanting to see the woman who had barely anything on under that kimono of hers, who wouldn’t, he just thought Skya cared for her own safety rather than strolling in the same place she was attacked, but perhaps not, letting, “Well, it isn’t my concern, hungry? There’s enough fish.” to leave his lips kindly.

“How did he know I?” went through the young elf woman’s mind as she came out, watching him. She thought she was well hidden, able to observe him, she admitted that openly, leading the princess to believe the dark elf used a spell to locate her, having Skya approach with caution. She couldn’t deny being at a loss for words as she sat down, especially when he knew she was watching him, causing the elf to hesitate about taking the food. True, she knew he looked like a dark elf, a member of the race who wanted her as a captive, she knew that, but everything about him said otherwise, giving her the courage to say, “I didn’t thank you for helping me.” Skya knew other things could’ve been said, questions about him for instance, that seemed like the right thing to do.

As he picked up the stick with his dinner on it, it didn’t escape him that she thought the fish was poisoned or whatever, having, “I know I look like a dark elf, but if I was a soldier for them, why would I help you?” be posed, adding, “Besides, this war doesn’t concern me.” As he said that, there was little doubt in Draven’s mind any spy might say the same, leading him to just take a bite. Still, Skya looked as though questions were on her mind, a look that didn’t irritate him, just unsettle the man, making, “Why are you looking like that?” to leak from his lips, looking at the princess.

Perhaps images from before dictated it because, “You don’t act like a dark elf like I’ve encountered, more like a human.” leaped from her, a reply she wanted to take back due to it sounding blunt and that was hardly her way. Skya couldn’t describe how low that statement made her feel, making her want to disappear, a fact making the princess slowly stand and begin to leave, but he grabbed her hand, having the elf woman look at him strangely. Clearly her statement reflected badly on her, something she regret, she had more tact than that, yet, the way her savior looked, she could tell he had a story to tell, compelling the navy blue haired elf woman to sit.

“How can I explain this when I don’t undersrand how it happened?” went through his head as he looked at her, eyes asking her to sit. He knew if he said that he was human reborn as a dark elf it may give her the impression that something wasn’t right with him, a fact having Draven struggle to find the words. Though it felt like eternity, a feeling he couldn’t explain started coming over him, covering the man and making, “Princess, you are correct, I’m not really who you see.” bleed from his lips as he looked up into the sky, trying to find more words to follow. Draven wasn’t like this, this open, he admitted that, but the elf woman seemed to have a friendly aura about her, letting, “Don’t know if you’ll believe this, but I died a human, waking up in this body.” There wasn’t any doubt in his mind if she told him he was nuts, the way the man told her made sure she would think that, dragging him into a pit.

Sitting there, listening to this elf’s story, parts of which Skya didn’t what to believe since he could be lying to her. Yet, looking at the man, the navy blue haired princess’s intuition came into play, having her think about the old stories her mother told, causing, “You mean, the gods didn’t think it was your time yet?” It must mean your fate has yet to be written.” carefully drained from the female elf’s lips as she studied his eyes, noting any deception. Oh, what she said didn’t mean she bought it completely, Skya knew Draven could be part of the same dark elves her father and her kingdom were trying to stop, but when she saw his eyes, some truth to his tail seemed possible, drawing her curiosity out.

He didn’t know if the princess believed him or not, back in the old days of being human, reading women wasn’t something he did well, a fact Draven admitted with no hesitation. Still, it seemed like weights were lifted from him after he told Skya what he could, but what she said about fate and all made him think. Though not ready to accept that the gods had a design for him like the elf woman suggested, because god had little meaning in his life, and if he did put him there, it might have been a joke, but it did make him ponder the possibility that the man hadn’t yet fulfilled what fate had in store, making him nod.

She didn’t know why, but as she sat with him and heard more of his story, some part of the elf wanted to know more about him, how he passed on in his world for one, but everything in Skya told her not to ask. How Draven fought intrigued her however, letting, “I’ve never seen use of a style that uses the blade and empty handed attacks like yours, where did you learn it?” flowed from the elf woman kindly as she ate the fish he handed her awhile ago. True, he could’ve learned the art from the Izurian people, that much she admitted as much, but now that she knew Draven was once human from another realm, it stood out he might’ve trained in it before, letting Skya just listen.

“My my, this princess is sure after something.” rang through Draven’s head, raising flags, begging the man to question why she asked, although while looking at her, that feeling that attracted him to her started kicking in, quelling the question. He wasn’t sure if it was the fact that he found her hot or easy to talk with, but, “I’ve learned the style when I was human, but added a few things, like the drawing and sheathing between techniques to make it my own.” fell from the dark elf’s lips, watching the princess. To him, it felt as if Skya was asking these things as a way to test him for something, a feeling peaking his interest and letting, “I mean no disrespect princess, but I can see you have something on your mind, why not just ask?” leave his lips.