yes olivia, who doesn't love a hot, melencholy guy? i mean... we're all after guy of gisbourne.... [who, i wonder, will get him in the heart??? i'm already on to dear Mr. Darcy... but that don't mean that i can't call other guys awesome!] i think i'm freakin' all the guys who read this blog... wat do you think??? well... more old minions journals are coming, dears!
Otho, my friends, enemies, and co-authors! [all one and the same!]
Asiat Averas!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
hay waz up?
k, cuz u asked...
yeh there's such a thing as unicorn cream. unicorn cream is exactly wat it says... unicorn cream. that's my answer to aivilo.
and yes, vortican, every bad gal loves a dramatic, melancholy dark - and - hot guy. who doesn't? and he got scared cuz the five years war! [i'd be scared too!] that's y in my 'awesome quotes from the book' what do you think the second one is??? he's like --- covered in scars! but he's awesome!
nyways!
otho my minions!
A.A.
yeh there's such a thing as unicorn cream. unicorn cream is exactly wat it says... unicorn cream. that's my answer to aivilo.
and yes, vortican, every bad gal loves a dramatic, melancholy dark - and - hot guy. who doesn't? and he got scared cuz the five years war! [i'd be scared too!] that's y in my 'awesome quotes from the book' what do you think the second one is??? he's like --- covered in scars! but he's awesome!
nyways!
otho my minions!
A.A.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
The Minion Journals: 7/6/08 II
[part two!!!]
[name] Raphael
[age] 25
[my awesome description] a mixture with Mr. Darcy's eyes, Guy of Gisbon [aka Richard Armitage] 's hair and [dare I say it] muscle tone [!!!], and, last of all, Ben Barnes [aka Prince Caspian]'s skin tone. Basically a 'hottie hot hottie[!!!!]'
[book excerpts]
" "I am Sir Raphael the Bard," Said one with dark hair and sad brooding eyes. He had the look of a bard and Adala seemed attracted to the sad demeanor of his face and the forlorness of his expression. He had some stubble, but only fashionably so..."
Chapter 1 - The Return of an Old Friend - Assassin's Promise
". . . He looked down on himself; his scarred stomach, the thick muscles that corded and knotted his midsection and arm, his shapely muscular legs. He was bare, except for breeches. [rar] He figured that any lady would like hime just firne if it were not for the numerous scars that disfigured his body..."
Chapter 2 - Polonius - Assassin's Promise
[Survey]
Full Name: Sir Raphael the Bard, Son of the Lady of the Sacred Lake
Any fake names?: Helios the Bard; The Son of Jerusalem
Age: 25
Date of Birth: May 11, the Year of the Tiger
favorite sounds: Adala's laughter, bubbling water
what are you most afraid of: loosing the ones I love.
worst feeling: rejection, loss, Adala's punch
best feeling: love, Adala's kiss
favorite food: roast dee, green saladw/ deer blood dressing.[Asiat: i dolove morbid characters.]
favorite drink: Eliza's punch, cherry ale, raspberry cordial
favorite sweet: strawberry puree w/ unicorn cream [Asiat: don't ask]
if you could be any kind of cloak, what would you be?: dark green, hooded, light embroidery.
[NEXT: see Owen of Foxtown's description!!]
[name] Raphael
[age] 25
[my awesome description] a mixture with Mr. Darcy's eyes, Guy of Gisbon [aka Richard Armitage] 's hair and [dare I say it] muscle tone [!!!], and, last of all, Ben Barnes [aka Prince Caspian]'s skin tone. Basically a 'hottie hot hottie[!!!!]'
[book excerpts]
" "I am Sir Raphael the Bard," Said one with dark hair and sad brooding eyes. He had the look of a bard and Adala seemed attracted to the sad demeanor of his face and the forlorness of his expression. He had some stubble, but only fashionably so..."
Chapter 1 - The Return of an Old Friend - Assassin's Promise
". . . He looked down on himself; his scarred stomach, the thick muscles that corded and knotted his midsection and arm, his shapely muscular legs. He was bare, except for breeches. [rar] He figured that any lady would like hime just firne if it were not for the numerous scars that disfigured his body..."
Chapter 2 - Polonius - Assassin's Promise
[Survey]
Full Name: Sir Raphael the Bard, Son of the Lady of the Sacred Lake
Any fake names?: Helios the Bard; The Son of Jerusalem
Age: 25
Date of Birth: May 11, the Year of the Tiger
favorite sounds: Adala's laughter, bubbling water
what are you most afraid of: loosing the ones I love.
worst feeling: rejection, loss, Adala's punch
best feeling: love, Adala's kiss
favorite food: roast dee, green saladw/ deer blood dressing.[Asiat: i dolove morbid characters.]
favorite drink: Eliza's punch, cherry ale, raspberry cordial
favorite sweet: strawberry puree w/ unicorn cream [Asiat: don't ask]
if you could be any kind of cloak, what would you be?: dark green, hooded, light embroidery.
[NEXT: see Owen of Foxtown's description!!]
the Minion Journals: 7/6/08
I believe that it is time for my dear minions to recieve my character discriptions for Assassin's Promis. I have, however, changed the format in which I will give said descriptions.
Name:
Age:
My Awesome Description:
An excert from the book about said character: [and as if that wasn't enough]
The answers to their survey!:
I did this because my minions dear need to know a personality [that and I learn cool tidbits from my friends' survey answers and realized that they will learn tidbits about the characters.]
Otho to my favorite minions of all time,
Asiat Averas
Name:
Age:
My Awesome Description:
An excert from the book about said character: [and as if that wasn't enough]
The answers to their survey!:
I did this because my minions dear need to know a personality [that and I learn cool tidbits from my friends' survey answers and realized that they will learn tidbits about the characters.]
Otho to my favorite minions of all time,
Asiat Averas
The Minion Journals
on recent speculation, i have not only just realized this, but i shall not be posting for two weeks, dearest minions. I've decided to start the Minion Journals. For the next two weeks, i'll be writing in a notebook and, when i return from hell, i'll post them. The Minion Journals. It's got a ring to it. Starting my next post it will be part of The Minion Journals.
bye dearest minions.
Otho,
A.A.
bye dearest minions.
Otho,
A.A.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
aaahhhh
all of my adorable minions will find this halarious...
A. i joined Facebook so look up the all famed Asait Averas
B. just so you all know.... [this is kind of a sneek peek but...]
Adala punches [and breaks] Sir Raphael's nose in the third chapter. ahhhh how romantic.
as i've said before.... don't 'cha love me?
otho from the ALL FAMED
Asiat Averas
A. i joined Facebook so look up the all famed Asait Averas
B. just so you all know.... [this is kind of a sneek peek but...]
Adala punches [and breaks] Sir Raphael's nose in the third chapter. ahhhh how romantic.
as i've said before.... don't 'cha love me?
otho from the ALL FAMED
Asiat Averas
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Assassin's Promise
[chapter 1] the return of an old friend
Stonethorn Castle was a gloomy place. The summer Lady Adala the Assassin resided there was especially gloomy and boring. Adala had no one to Assassin an dher close friend, Dianna of Dale was accompanying the Great Queen Adalia on a short trip to Calipso Island. Adala, having nothing else to do, would wander aimlessly about the castle.
One stormy summer day, when Adala was walking to the castle's Rose Garden, a servant came up to her bearing news of her friend.
"She is coming today, Lady Assassin," the servant said quickly and excitedly. "She, the Lady Dianna, also said that she is being accompanied by two sirs and that the Queat Queen Adalia may be accompanying her too. It you hurry, Lady Assassin, then you may be able to see them come in the front gate. I have heard that they are riding in a agrand carriage."
Adala dissmissed the servant and speedily walked to the front gate. The Great King was also there. Adala quickly curtsied to him and went to the carriage doors to greet her friends. The Great Queen Adalia was the first out of the carriage and, being another one of Adala's close firends, the Queen caught Adala in a swift embrace before she greeted her husband, the King.
The next to appear from the depths of the carriage was Dianna, followed by the two gentlemen whom Adala had not met. Dianna and Adala embraced each other while the two men waited in silence. Adala noticed that the two were looking down at their feet.
"Why are they doing that?" Adala whispered to Dianna.
"It is their tradition to look at their feet until they are introduced to a lady," Dianna replied.
"Sirs," Adala said quickly. "I am Lady Adala." The two men kissed her hand and introduced themselves.
"I am Sir Raphael the Bard," said one with dark hair and sad brooding eyes. He had the look of a bard and Adala seemed attracted to the sad demeanor of his face and the forlorness of his expression.
"I, Lady, am Owen of Foxtown," said another with luminous blue eyes, yellow hair, and a plesant smile.
"it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance,"" Adala said smiling. "I assume that you will be staying here, surely, at lelast, until the Queen's son's baptism."
"I suppose not, though, we are at the Great Queen's disposal," Raphael replied.
Raphael and Owen bowed to Adala and slowly retreated to their rooms, saying that they needed time to prepare for dinner with the King. Raphael sat on the bed in his room, tuning his harp. Adala's face, her keeness of mind, they attracted him as a bee to honey. He winced as he accidentally brushed against the scare that lined his left cheek. It had been five years and it still pained him.
Raphael leaned back on the bed. It was cool, with a soft drizzling rain and, before he knew it, he fell asleep.
....
That's it for now, minions. hope you enjoy it. and, vortican todd, you may reread this to your heart's content, for I surely cannot stop you and I do not wish to!
otho, minions,
A.A.
Stonethorn Castle was a gloomy place. The summer Lady Adala the Assassin resided there was especially gloomy and boring. Adala had no one to Assassin an dher close friend, Dianna of Dale was accompanying the Great Queen Adalia on a short trip to Calipso Island. Adala, having nothing else to do, would wander aimlessly about the castle.
One stormy summer day, when Adala was walking to the castle's Rose Garden, a servant came up to her bearing news of her friend.
"She is coming today, Lady Assassin," the servant said quickly and excitedly. "She, the Lady Dianna, also said that she is being accompanied by two sirs and that the Queat Queen Adalia may be accompanying her too. It you hurry, Lady Assassin, then you may be able to see them come in the front gate. I have heard that they are riding in a agrand carriage."
Adala dissmissed the servant and speedily walked to the front gate. The Great King was also there. Adala quickly curtsied to him and went to the carriage doors to greet her friends. The Great Queen Adalia was the first out of the carriage and, being another one of Adala's close firends, the Queen caught Adala in a swift embrace before she greeted her husband, the King.
The next to appear from the depths of the carriage was Dianna, followed by the two gentlemen whom Adala had not met. Dianna and Adala embraced each other while the two men waited in silence. Adala noticed that the two were looking down at their feet.
"Why are they doing that?" Adala whispered to Dianna.
"It is their tradition to look at their feet until they are introduced to a lady," Dianna replied.
"Sirs," Adala said quickly. "I am Lady Adala." The two men kissed her hand and introduced themselves.
"I am Sir Raphael the Bard," said one with dark hair and sad brooding eyes. He had the look of a bard and Adala seemed attracted to the sad demeanor of his face and the forlorness of his expression.
"I, Lady, am Owen of Foxtown," said another with luminous blue eyes, yellow hair, and a plesant smile.
"it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance,"" Adala said smiling. "I assume that you will be staying here, surely, at lelast, until the Queen's son's baptism."
"I suppose not, though, we are at the Great Queen's disposal," Raphael replied.
Raphael and Owen bowed to Adala and slowly retreated to their rooms, saying that they needed time to prepare for dinner with the King. Raphael sat on the bed in his room, tuning his harp. Adala's face, her keeness of mind, they attracted him as a bee to honey. He winced as he accidentally brushed against the scare that lined his left cheek. It had been five years and it still pained him.
Raphael leaned back on the bed. It was cool, with a soft drizzling rain and, before he knew it, he fell asleep.
....
That's it for now, minions. hope you enjoy it. and, vortican todd, you may reread this to your heart's content, for I surely cannot stop you and I do not wish to!
otho, minions,
A.A.
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