carth_tan

IT IS MAY! And I stole a quiz.

2008-05-11T15:07:54Z

And here I am, at my Eljay.

Yeah.

I think I got back here because I've been spending so much time looking at

th_macros (what? they're funny!). But, anyway, yeah. I'm writing. Heheh. My life is weird. Exams are coming. And they are blah.

To alleviate boredom, I shall steal this quiz from vesperia who I'm pretty sure I know as Lani.

Name six fandoms without peeking at the questions behind the cut and then have fun:

1. Code Lyoko
2. Avatar
3. Tokio Hotel (which is technically a band but WHATEVER.)
4. Invader Zim
5. Teen Titans (well, former fandom...)
6. Danny Phantom (also former fandom)

1. Who is your favorite character from #2?
That would be a tie between the LOLCUTE that is Aang and teh LOLDORK that is Zuko. owo

2. Who is your least favorite character from #4?
They're all charming in their own ways...uh...Iggins. Just cause I have to say stuff.

3. What would a crossover between #1 and #5 include?
I think I've thought of this before...lots of crazy superpowers, to be sure. And a Beast Boy/Odd teamup would just be WIN kthx.

4. What is your favorite ship from #6?
DannyxSam. Good to go with the old favorites.

5. If you were to set one person from #3 and one person from #6 on a blind date, who would they be?
Oh, god. Bill Kaulitz and Sam. I don't know if she'd like him or hate his guts- it'd be funny either way. Or Tom and Sam. She'd HATE him.

6. If you could meet one person from #4 and spend the day with them, who would it be and what would you do?
GIR, of course! EVERYONE wants to spend the day with GIR! What would we do? Drink freezys and ride piggies, of course! Or whatever GIR wants to do. Except deadly things. Those are not fun. :/

7. If you could change one thing about #2's plotline, what would it be?
~~lol zutara~~ I'd make it longer, and give them more wacky character development episodes. But, I think that's what everyone wants. :)

8. Explain a relationship between two people (not necessarily romantic) from fandom #5, and why you like the relationship between them.
Beast Boy and Raven. While it is true that they didn't end up a couple and were never meant to in teh first place (though I was a supporter), I really liked the sort of immaturity/way too much maturity dynamic to them. They both taught each other a lot, I think. And, they're WAY more endearing than Robin/Starfire, because that had a lot less dynamic and a lot more KISS ALREADY FORGODSAKE.

9.If the lead title characters (first name in the credits) from #1 and #3 were both drowning, and you could only save one, who would it be?
Probably Bill. If I were to let him drown, his fangirls would LYNCH me, and since both he and his fangirls are actual people, that would be kind of bad. Besides, Jeremie can save Aelita. (I know that's mean to say, but...D:)

10. If you could change the title characters' order in the credits for #4, what order would you choose?
I think Zim is good as a title character, but Dib or Gaz could use their own series. Though, I don't really know what Gaz would do. Sit and play video games...?

11. If you were able to add a new character, any kind of character you wanted, to the storyline for #6, what would the character be like, and what would their role be?
I have no idea, I haven't paid attention to this fandom in ages...maybe it'd be cool if there was a ghost that they had to somehow assimilate into Casper High life. That'd make for lulz all around.

12. What happens in your favorite episode of show #2?
My favorite episode so far is WAT, and in that, Zuko FINALLY goes to the gang and asks to be part of them! And fails! And then saves them! And then succeeds! Yay Zuko. Also, he talks to a frog, then impersonates his uncle and sister. Cuteness forever.

13. If you could kill off one of the characters in #1, who would it be and how would you do it?
I dun wanna kill anyone off...but if I could, maybe i could have XANA kill a parent, just as a source for angst.

14. If you got the chance to visit the set for either show #3 or show #5, which would you choose?
Titans Tower, of course! They have PIZZA THERE. PIZZA GODDAMIT

15. If you could date anyone from any of these shows, which show and which person?
To mix it up a bit, and beause I'm indecisive, I'll just put down my choices for each.

1. Odd. Jer and Ulrich are already busy with their respective girlfriends (though Ulrich would make a good date...he's fircely loyal to people he likes, after all), and though William's pretty, he kind of stalks Yumi and i dun want stalkage plz.
2. Zuko, of course! He's cute, angst and all.
3. As much as I want to say one of the twins, I think I'd relate more to Gustav. We're both very quiet. ^_^
4. ~~GIR 8D~~ Dib. I just wanna give him a huuug~
5. Beast Boy, of course! He is pwn. Robin's....eeehh, and while Cyborg's a good guy, all the metal and tall-ness that is him would be sadly distracting. Sorry, Cy. I bet he gets that a lot...
6. Danny, of course! Fenton or Phantom, I'm not sure.

Out of all of them, I think either BB or Odd would be my top choice.

I wanna do this again with some fandoms switched about...that was fun. ^_^

OY

2008-03-02T20:25:13Z

I totally forgot about my eljay! Many thanks to "fourtwentytwo" for making me remember! Ack, now I have to go through all my messages, accept friend invites, all that shiz...

But I can't post any more for now, because I have HOMEWORK I am procrastinating on! No more distractions for Carthy! *leaves*

Lucifer- Prologue

2007-11-02T12:51:21Z

Prologue

June 21, 1994

3:00 AM CST (9:00 AM GMT)

Hell’s Gate

Nighttime had fallen over Hell.

Nighttime in Hell was more interesting, in general, than nighttime anywhere else. It was generally a bit more crowded, with throes of extremely interesting beings wandering its many caverns. A chaotic pit of terror and passion, it was a bit like one enormous nightclub, without the music. In fact, it was nearly almost always night in Hell. Night just came in different parts, like in the human world.

This particular sector of Hell was its terminal. Hundreds of thousands of its denizens congregated in its enormous, deep cavern, conjugating in various ways. There were demons, many humanoids, with their rugged black horns and their scaly wings, but many had chosen more grotesque forms, from mere added body parts to entire transformations- enormous, misshapen beasts of burden, to name a few.

The Gate itself, to and from the terminal, was not the most amazing structure in Hell, but easily the tallest. It was ornate, towering, but haphazard, following no pattern in its ironwork. Guards stood around it, letting its denizens in and out, shouting announcements from time to time. Such as this.

“’Ey! Idiot! Whadya think yer-”

There was a crash, and a guard fell. With a wild whoop, a flash streaked through the gate and into the crowd, knocking over several beings on its way.

This really shouldn’t have been too out of the ordinary. Demons had this habit of going crazy. Except, of course, that it was a flash- a bright ray of light, thrashing about the area. Not that the entire being was the flash. Just the top of its head, a single ring, emitting pure, perfect light.

A halo.

Abruptly as the being began its chaos, it skidded to a halt. Knowing what was happening, the other demons in the area gave him a wide berth. The being’s halo was lopsided, its one, enormous, swan-white wing twitching. Its other wing was a small, scabbed stump, bound haphazardly in bloody bandages.

It collapsed to its knees, disheveled auburn hair settling around its face. Then, as suddenly as it had fallen, its head snapped up. Its eyes, though a kind, pale blue, were drained, hungry.

“Heathens…sinners…enemies of God!”

He let out another wild scream. The crowd was not afraid- if anything, they just looked annoyed. Some of the beings near the back simply walked away, not wanting to be involved in the lunacy. Others, near the front, didn’t have time before it charged, landing on a young, humanoid demon nearby. It breathed heavily in her face.

“Evil beings born into sin…” His voice was deep and raspy, yet desperate. “You will be…be punished for your evil ways…”

The girl raised an eyebrow. The small, batlike wing on her opposite side twitched. “Uh, yeah. Sure. Get off me, okay?”

He didn’t seem to hear. Instead, he threw her to the floor, and stood, stamping haphazardly on her chest. “Prostitute! Disgrace!” He screamed with each stamp.

Of course, after about two stamps, the girl had the good sense to roll away, cursing at him. However, the being didn’t even notice she was gone- he just kept stamping, until noticing another group of demons, walking, determinedly ignoring the spectacle. He whirled around and charged them. His one wing flapped madly, as though it too were about to fall off.

“Hey!” One of the demons, another humanoid, but with larger wings, whirled around. “What’s your problem, dou-”

He leaped on the demon, clasping his throat with an iron hand. He leaned in dangerously close to his face, breath condensing on his face. “I do only what is the will of God.”

He came closer- and then fell back in a whiplash, writhing and squirming on the floor. This demon, also having common sense, cleared away in an instant, as did the rest of his gang. The being cowered on the floor of the cavern, shivering from the blow, and only dared to look up moments later.

An enormous humanoid demon stood above him, huge, scaly wings encircling the area in which he lay. He wore a dark band, obscuring his eyes from view, held in place by his large, curved horns, and carried a bright red whip, which seemed, to the eye, to be composed of the demon’s own energy. He was followed behind by more like him- large-winged, humanoid, armed. A badge sat on their chests, unreadable from the distance.

“Angel,” he growled, as he pushed the being with his foot, making him face the crowd. “Unauthorized, unprovoked-” He cracked his whip at the angel, pulling back his dirty white garment, exposing his neck- “-and unsealed. Why?”

The angel panted heavily, unafraid. “You may punish me, whip me, destroy me…” His mouth widened into a sickening grin. “But the will of God must be done! The heathens deserve none but the eternal death!” He laughed maniacally.

“Keep blathering, boy,” the badged demon said, kicking the angel. “It’ll hardly do you any good.” Everyone surrounding laughed. The angel’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“N-no! I must kill all who have turned against God! I must-”

“I think we all need to calm down.” The angel’s tirade stopped, as a pale, delicate white hand touched his shoulder. He looked up, frightened, at the figure who had made the action. He was more like him, another angel. However, unlike him, he was upward, dignified, halo shining brightly above his head, both pure, white wings small, but spread to their full length. He had long, brown hair as well, nearly combed to his shoulders, and a kind face, understanding, but full of power.

He turned his attention to the demons before him. “With all regards to your Laws and your enforcement, I apologize for our angel’s behavior. Be aware that we did not provoke this attack, and he will be adequately chastised for the infraction.” He hung his head. “While we cannot condone your ways, we by no means attack them in irresponsible manners.”

“Pfeh, whatever, pixie-bell.” The demon shrugged, and then turned to his fellows. “Az? You’re good at this articulation crap. Translate it, kay?”

“Sure, whatever.” A smaller, more human demon walked out from the crowd behind, approaching the angel. He held an air of disheveled dignity, like a combination of the two angels- his long, floor-sweeping hair was stringy and rumpled, hiding his face, but he held himself with more pride and dignity than anyone in the area, even the upright angel. “Ah…Plato.”

“Asmodeus,” Plato replied, just as coldly.

“Yes.” Asmodeus surveyed the area. “Why are you so involved in this? Isn’t the eradication of our kind…what you angels live for?”

Plato sighed. He lifted his head, clearly trying to out-cool his rival demon. “We live for the sanctification of the human soul. That is the core of our motivation. Surely you are able to understand that…”

Asmodeus sighed, letting his wings droop slightly. He looked down at the auburn-haired angel, who was trembling at Plato’s feet. “And him?”

“On painkillers for his wing. Very…strong painkillers.” He gestured vaguely to the angel’s bandaged stump. “He should be fine within a week. Like I have said…he will be adequately chastised.”

“I certainly hope so.” He rolled his eyes. “Come on, nothing else to see here.” He gestured vaguely with his hand, and walked away. The other members of the law enforcement walked after him. Plato and the other angel were left in the crowd of demons.

“Dear, dear, dear. What a jerk.” Plato looked down at the angel. “You’ll have to take better care of yourself, Sakayai. Have more sense in what you do.”

“Mmm…mmm…” He didn’t respond. He was curled into a ball, mumbling to himself.

“Well, best get back home, hm? See how the new one is doing.” He smiled, and walked off, gently pushing the angel every so often.

Beyond the gate, after the violation, the entrance officers were now superviligant in their jobs. Super, super viligant.

“Ey, you know the rules!” one shouted to one pair. “None of you pansy little angels under sixteen allowed in! Got that?”

“We were not planning to enter. We’re just waiting for someone.” The elder of the two smiled warmly, and walked farther from the gate, leading along a small angel child, who appeared to be no older than three. They sat against a stony wall, that is, the elder sat, and the younger remained standing, looking around with wide eyes.

“Plato?” he said, looking over at the gate.

“No, Aris,” the angel said, smiling warmly. “Your caretaker is busy. But he’ll be back soon, and then we can all go home.”

“Okay…” He was silent for a moment, deep in thought. The child had light blond hair, unlike his caretaker, and light brown, almost yellow eyes. He too was an angel, with miniscule wings and a tiny halo, emitting just the smallest bit of light. He turned back to the angel guiding him. “Why did Daddy stop Saka?”

“It’s his job, Aris. He has to keep things peaceful outside of duties.” He smiled. Everything about the older angel seemed to be pale- he had fair skin, short, wavy, white-blond hair and ice-blue eyes.

“But…Michael…” Aris struggled with the idea. “Demons are bad, right? They do bad things…like…like…” He screwed up his face in concentration. “They hit people!”

“Yes, it is true that demons do have different sets of values than we do,” Michael said, dreamily. “But we still have to be patient with them. We have to hope that someday, they will see the error of their ways.”

He laughed. “Of course, we don’t tell them that, Aris. They’d misinterpret it. They simply don’t understand the meaning of God’s unconditional love.” A sigh. “That’s why we have to teach the humans by our example. Show them the right way. That’s what you’ll be doing, very, very soon.”

“You mean…” Aris’s face lit up at his idea.

“Yes, kid. You’ll get to go out with the other Angels-in-Training, and guide a human on the path to temperance and righteousness. You’ve been paying attention during training, right?”

Aris gave an enormous smile, and nodded.

“Well, remember it all. Because it’s going to come in handy. You’re going to help a human soon.”

A loud panting snapped them to attention. Plato had approached them, looking a bit flustered, but otherwise alright. At the sight of him, Aris brightened even more, if possible, and ran to him, hugging his legs. Despite his idea, Plato was actually laughing, a little.

“Heheh. Easy. Meds are carting him away as we speak. That was actually…kinda funny.”

“Better not let Gabriel hear you say that. You already have a bit of distrust in the force, so very young as you are.” Michael laughed, good-naturedly. Plato looked uncertainly at his small wings. “I mean, a full-time job, a young angel, and conscience work to boot. It’s not just amazing, it’s kind of stupid. You’re amazingly talented, but you don’t have the full qualifications for the job.”

“I’ve told you, I can handle it. Break up a few scuffles, send em home, go home and have coffee. Besides-” He rolled his eyes. “-my human’s almost ready to die anyway. Cancer. Advanced stages. It’s really only a matter of time…” He shrugged.

“Then I pray you have been working hard.” Michael’s flippant tone suddenly grew deadly serious. “You know what will happen…if you don’t.”

“I’ve tried not to think about that.” His gaze drifted away. “Jonathan’s been raised well, and he’s had a lot of hope. He’ll be freed from his suffering soon.” He smiled, a bit sadly. “I might actually miss the guy.”

“Even your counterpart? Will you miss him?” He arched an eyebrow- it was obviously a joke.

“Nah. It’ll be a relief to be rid of ol’ Leary. But more important things-” He finally seemed to notice the small boy at his feet. “’Ey, Aris! How’s things?”

Aris thought for a minute, and then smiled. “It’s really dark down here!”

“True, true. Well, we’ll be back in the light soon, Aristotle. Don’t worry.” He looked up again. “Thanks for looking after him for a bit, Mike. I owe you one.”

“Yep. Yep, you do.” He laughed. “I’ll be going then. You children should be along soon. Aris can’t be this close to the gate for long.”

“I knew that.”

“Mmm.” Smiling, Michael jumped into the air, enormous wings spreading to their full width. As easily as if the large, stone ceiling were water, he flew through the top of the cavern, disappearing almost instantly.

“Children.” Plato stared at the spot where he had vanished. “I’m just a couple thousand years younger than he is, and he considers me a child. How demeaning.” He looked down at the young child at his knees. “Well, we should be off now, shouldn’t we?”

Aris didn’t answer him. His attention had been taken by the Gate. By the entrance to the gate, he saw a tall demon man- taller than him, anyway- talking to one of the guards. But this wasn’t what he was looking at. By the demon’s side were two small children, about Aris’s age. The younger, a girl, was leaning against the taller man, looking to the side, not appearing to notice Aris or anything else. But the boy was running around excitedly, making random comments Aris couldn’t hear. He hardly noticed the miniscule horns on their heads, or the tiny black wings floating behind their backs. One thought filled the tiny boy’s head- friends. He waved excitedly at them.

The boy stopped, stared at him a moment, and stuck out his tongue at him.

Plato noticed this. He reached down, turning Aris back towards him with one hand. “No, Aris. You can’t go and see them. You can’t go across the Gate, remember.”

“But-” He tried to think of an excuse. He couldn’t. “Oh, all right.”

“Heh. C’mon. Time to go home.” Still smiling, he took the small angel’s hand. “You ready?”

“Can we go really fast?”

“Fast as I possibly can.” They laughed, and with a jump, Plato soared up through the vast ceiling of the cavern, Aris in tow, back up through the human world to get home.

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NOVEMBER?

2007-11-02T10:58:49Z

Fear the gangster Jerboy. FEAR IT.

So um yeah it's November. NaNoWriMo has started- maybe I should start posting to that NaNoLJ community I joined. So far my word count is about 2K- i'll post it all here once I finish this first chapter. It's good. It's good.

I actually did go trick-or-treating. Got candy. CANDEH.

I really wish it was tomorrow. I do have off today, cause of conferences, but still. SATURDAY LOL.

I need a funny picture to post here. Ah well. NaNo chapter'll be up soon. That's why I got this Eljay after all.

Habits are good things to have.

2007-10-30T21:24:07Z

Like updating eljays.

Uh, yeah. Just came back from the denchist. Hungry as heck and I can't eat for another 20 minutes. :P

NaNo starts in two days, and I'm pretty pumped. But, first I'm going to have to do my homework. Which I always try my best to ignore or get distracted from. Today, it's by playing with the eLouai dollmakers. Ah well. I'll do it at some point.

Tomorrow is halloween. SPOOKEH. NOTE MY SCARY USERPIC LOLZ. Well yeah I don't have a costume this year. Which is kinda bad, cause I have to have one by 7 tomorrow morning for school. Whatever. I'll throw some crazy stuff on and say I'm a goth, maybe they'll believe it. Not trick-or-treating, either. I'll just stay at home and give out candy to the tiny childrens. And steal from my sisters. :D

Uh. Yeah. LOLZ. The end.

BWAHAHAHAHA

I need to make something else funny so I won't wear out the joke on poor William-Chii.

...is this an eljay.

2007-10-29T11:47:37Z

I've always wanted to get one of these. It always seemed like a frendlier environment than Myspace or Facebook. >8D

So yeah, lots of people know me as Carth. If you know me by any other name BE QUIET ._. I'm using this eljay to rant, whine, and otherwise anguish about my life, to post this year's NaNoWriMo, "Lucifer" (which starts in three days..eeeehk), and keep up with myself.

Other than this, my main hobbies are, uh...writing and drawing. I use Fanfiction.net and Deviantart, and a few Internet fangroups from time to time. (Internet fangroups are fun. You can psychoanalyze a TV show and chances are someone will agree with you.) My current OTP (whatever OTP means) is Code Lyoko, which is actually meant for 10-year-old boys but I like for some reason. It's cute ^_^ That's Odd up there. Yes, that's really his name. Yes, he's a guy. AND NO HE IS NOT GEY SHADAP. I'll never understand that stereotype...

So yeah...right now. School opens two hours late. Still have to finish that homework I forgot, and finish this entry. And finish that next fanfic chapter. I'm almost done...fans can be rabiiiiid....

I had two very strange dreams last night. First, I was back at my old school, and a lot of people were kicking me in the head. ;_; Second, I was at graduation, and this girl from my new school was there, smoking (which i know she doesn't do). Yeah...that was it.

Now, to go off and do that homework...bye, people-humans, I think I'm going to like it here.