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There will be a rather epic proportion amount of random fics I write for my friends there. Three should be up today. So umm... Be my friend.

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Myself and Nikko's long-coming webcomic.

I will now return to being gone from this site.

]]> ~Disillusioned-One http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/15626505/ http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/15626505/ Thu, 22 Nov 2007 19:43:14 PST [link] Find me there if you really love me that much.

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Original character interview!!
Characters: Levi, Brandon, and Christian from our as-yet-untitled band manga, and Jamie from A Sucker's Dream (formerly The Basement Mafia)... But right now they're in an Alternate Universe that only exists in me and Nikko's minds. They're happier there.

how old are you?
Levi: S'old as I say I am. LEGAL! HA! Now ya' can't catch meh!
Brandon: *lights cigarette, first of the interview* twenty-five.
Jamie: twenty-four, why?
Christian: eh.. *blush* twenty... five?

what's your height?
Levi: ehm..... eh.... carry the four..... five foot six in american. *proud of self*
Brandon: last time I checked, six foot seven.
Jamie: around five nine, i think... i dunno'...
Christian: i have no idea... (ed. christian is six foot three. he's english, he doesn't know american conversions. levi is also english and only knows them so he can buy pants online.)

are you a virgin?
Levi: why? are you? wanna' fuck?
Brandon: i was. until levi got ahold of me.
Jamie: no.
Christian: *blushes, glances at jamie* no...?
Jamie: *to christian* no, no darling, you're not. you're definitely not.

who's your mate/spouse?
Levi: Chrissy Brandon and Steve are my bitches, and I have a girlfriend. She's hotter than yours.
Brandon: Not Levi.
Jamie: Christian. *smiles, looks down*
Christian: um. yeah. Jamie.

do you have any kids?
Levi: no. not to say that for certain... might have someone out there i don't know about... i hope not... mackenzie'd kill me...
Brandon: no, and thats not a suggestion. *starts second cigarette of the interview*
Jamie: you wouldn't want to trust me with them.
Christian: i think i'd make a good dad.

what's your favourite food?
Levi: candyfloss and redbull and tequila and chips and crisps and chrissy's spring rolls and biscuits, the little cinnamon kind you get when you order your tea and japanese candies and... and... and...
Brandon: japanese curry rice with chicken.
Jamie: oranges... and little peppermint candies. the hard kind.
Christian: tea and biscuits.

what's your favourite ice cream flavor?
Levi: pistachio.
Brandon: green tea and azuki.
Christian: anything, as long as it has whipped cream and a cherry.
Jamie: except i want the cherry.

have you killed anyone?
Levi: one time i went all i'm going to save chrissy's manpet from the vicious grasp of the MAFIA and me and dylan were all wham! "now we gonna' beet'choor asses BEETCH!" and it was all boom! and dylan went to go save the manpet and i grabbed some mob lowlife's gun and- oh yeah. steve and brandon said not to talk about that. i might get arrested by INTERPOL or something... i thought interpol was a band...
Brandon: it is. its also the international police. and no.
Christian: no... *slightly frightened by levi's answer*
Jamie: next question.

do you hate anyone?
Levi: no i don't think so. i usually just sic ralph or the mistress on them. except pete wentz. i hate him.
Brandon: no. *lights his third cigarette*
Christian: Brandon. for being suck a fecking tease. and Jamie's Dad.
Jamie: not really... no.

have any secrets?
Levi: the first rule is, i'm not supposed to talk about it.
Brandon: why do you ask?
Christian: *looks around and blushes*
Jamie: next.

do you love anyone?
Levi: the whole wide fucking world!!
Brandon: yes. why?
Christian: *covers mouth, blushes, and makes a sound effect*
Jamie: any one person in particular? yes. depravedly so.

what is your job?
Levi: i'm a fucking rockstar bitch!!! *incredibly happily*
Brandon: i'm uh... in his band. i play bass, guitar, stuff...
Christian: i'm a drummer.
Jamie: writer... part time model... tech for their band, sometimes...

boy or girl?
Levi: Me? Both. Sex? Both.
Brandon: No thank you.
Christian: Boy.
Jamie: Ambiguity.

what do you do to relax?
Levi: fuck.
Brandon: tea, meditation... *fourth cigarette*
Christian: drink tea, play drums, whack levi...
Jamie: sleep... or cuddle with my boyfriend...

do you myspace?
Levi: i use it to humiliate my bandmates.
Brandon: no...
Christian: sometimes... *blushes*
Jamie: i avoid it, mostly.

what are your favourite bands?
~Disillusioned-One http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/14624467/ http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/14624467/ Thu, 13 Sep 2007 22:56:54 PDT 1. Post these rules
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves
3. Tags should write a journal of these facts
4. At the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged.

Ok, so here goes. I'll try and come up with the weirdest shit I can.

1) People live in the back of my head. They're usually original characters, though, and I argue with them all the time. I swear this is not schizophrenia. Sometimes they take over the front of my mind, though, and that isn't much fun. Least of all when its Jamie, because he usually takes over the forefront of my mind when he's emo, and it makes me all disoriented and forelorn.
2) I think the words fetus, coitus, copulate, fornicate, boob, leather, guava, palm, blurred, travesty, and fuck and motherfucker are hilarious. Right now fetus is my favorite, even though dead babies make me sad.
3) The best line of prose I ever wrote was in a porno I wrote for my best friend's birthday. I will never be able to top that line, no matter how hard I try. The line?
Skinny Jamie tasted of liquor.
4) I think one day some really scene kid is going to sneak up behind me and beat my ass for hating Morrissey and screamo. But I just really hate Morrissey. He seems like such an egotistical dickweed. On the same note, I really like vulgar insults and poking fun at famous musicians. I also hate the Beatles, while I'm alienating people. And Avenged Sevenfold, though I get the feeling I would like the last one a lot better if they got rid of their lead singer. But I'll listen to anything once, on the chance that I may like it.
5)Despite what it may seem like, I'm actually a very happy person. Small things make me happy, like walking outside in the rain in San Francisco, or seeing a picture of Brian Molko. Or just going to the Control website. But my favorite is long walks in the city with good conversation. If you ever meet me in person, I laugh a lot and make obscene jokes and reference odd music all the time. I also talk a lot like how I type. But its more friendly in speaking than in type.
6) I'm pansexual. I am attracted to emotional connections, actually. I'm not gender-biased when seeking a relationship. Which I am not currently doing.
7) I give hugs to Joy Division fans, because I meet so few of them. It usually freaks them out. Then again, if you're a Joy Division fan (and you are not Pete Wentz) you probably need a hug. I think I might hug everyone at the theater to see Control, if I feel up to it. I also ask everyone I meet about their taste in music, and if they've seen Fight Club. In other words, I freak most people out.
8) I constantly fear that people that act nice to me hate me. Like my roomates. I am terrified that Nikko hates me, because I poke fun at her a lot, even though I mean it as a gesture of love. And my friends from home, I'm scared they hate me too. Actually, I'm quite certain that some of my old friends from High School hate me, but they make it rather obvious, I'm just waiting for them to drop the formalities and tell me I'm a dick. Of course, I might be paranoid and completely wrong. I'm willing to accept that too.

On that rather happy note, GO SEE CONTROL, OCT 10!!!!

And does anyone want to read the rest of From April Until Forever that doesn't already know how to find it? Because if I get enough requests, I'll go back to posting here. For now, though, there will very rarely be new shite on this page.

At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl.
She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry.
I went and looked her in the eye and she turned me into sand.
This clumsy form that I despise it scattered easy in her hand.
And came to rest upon a beach,
with a million others there.
We sat and waited for the sea to stretch out,
so that we could disappear into the endlessness of blue,
into the horror of the truth.
You see, we are far less than we knew.
Yeah, we are far less than we knew,
but we knew what we could taste.
Girls found honey to drench our hands.
Men cut marble to mark our graves.
Said we’ll need something to remind us of
all the sweetness that has passed through us.
(fresh sangria and lemon tea).
The priests dressed children for a choir,
(white-robed small voices praise Him)
but found no joy in what was sung.
The funeral had begun.
In the middle of the day,
when you drive home to your place from that job that makes you sleep
back to the thoughts that keep you awake long after
night has come to claim any light that still remains
in the corner of the frame that you put a... ]]> ~Disillusioned-One http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/13929910/ http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/13929910/ Wed, 29 Aug 2007 21:01:07 PDT
UPDATE

The website is now up and running and absolutely fecking gorgeous. I couldn't be happier with the way this movie is looking. And besides, it won top awards at Cannes and the Edinburgh film festival.

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On a happier note, the film about is life is getting amazing reviews.

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I'm not going to keep posting here if I get no response.

Yes, its mean. And its forcing the three or four people that continually read to actually ((God forbid)) work to write at least "its good, you should keep writing" or "you suck what the fuck are you doing posting this bull here??" or whatever.

It doesn't bother me to just stop posting here. It really doesn't. It wouldn't faze me in one way or the other to just give up on this page altogether.

I don't give a shit. I'm busy enough with college as it is.

I don't need to be doing this. I do it because ((le gasp)) I like to.

I know I don't write as often as I used to, and that what I write is less immediately accessible as it used to be. I feel that I am growing as an artist into what I aspire to become. I feel that what I post is representative of what I enjoy fucking around with, creating something that resembles art, albeit lacking in original character. I keep my original characters out of this to keep them as my own creations. I use them in personal media that I prepare for publishing. You all on this site will not see much of them. Should I be ready to expose them to the teeming masses, I will be sure to let you know. They may never show up on deviantArt.

This is not, in any way, to say that I take myself seriously as an artist. Thats bullshit. I don't take myself seriously in daily life. I make rants about the uselessness of Morissey as a solo artist, for chrrissakes. I can't take myself seriously! I just don't care anymore. Its called apathy, kids, and its not a good thing. I never made any claims to be a good person. I have tattoos and gauged ears and dyed my hair unnaturally black. I make up stories about the boys that paper my wall falling in love and having mad hot sex. I thrive on caffiene and get about four hours of sleep a night. I hug rockstars I have the good fortune of meeting, often instead of taking pictures with them. I'd rather hug them anyways.

You don't have to read this if you don't want to. Its all a load of crap anyways. I'm just ranting and putting it up there for the masses to read, should they want to.

Other than the daily existentialist rampage about what it means to be a human being, I'm pretty good.

How about you?

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Brian Molko was once mistaken for a female sex worker.

Every CD if left in a car for over two weeks becomes a copy of classic queen.

Bums are scary and follow you places.

Bright lights are very very bad.

30 Seconds to Mars give good hugs. And they might break up.

Davey calls Smith "Smuff" if provoked. And smells good (Davey, not Smith) and is mildly squishy and very warm.

Jade also gives good hugs and smells a little like Axe deoderant. I misspelled deoderant. Twice.

Hunter and Adam also hug well. Hunter sounds kinda' funny in person.

Manga is hard to write, especially when you have to keep it PG and you have a main character who likes to say Fuck.

Ian Curtis can make me cry, but only on vinyl.

Midterms suck. So do strobe lights.

Its not a good thing to have baby pidgeons nesting outside your window. They're loud.

Gackt, David Bowie, and Marilyn Manson are not technically classified as human beings.

Writing is a lot easier when you're not happy.

Everyone should get two free, painless sex changes, like on Gaia.

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The Basement Mafia, the most beautiful creation EVER(Character bios are in my deviations) has a myspace!! [link]

befriend us!! We will love you forever!!

Anyways, we have a contest going. Winner gets a comission from Wasashu, our top artist in residence, and second place gets a comission from our equally talented kirin-no-hinote, the other artist. We love them both. And, specially, if one of my friends wins, I will write something for them! Because I love you that much.

The Contest is simple- Draw the basement mafia boys! Pictures can be found on my favorites, anything by kirin-no-hinote, or wasashu is of the boys.

Contest deadline is Feb. 26

We beg for entries. We will beg. See me begging? I am begging.

Basement Mafia Info:
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]]> ~Disillusioned-One http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/10789759/ http://Disillusioned-One.deviantart.com/journal/10789759/ Mon, 20 Nov 2006 14:08:11 PST Vegan Cake Cannon

One. Thousand. People. Packed the Macy's in Union Square this afternoon. The Ghost and The Nikko were there to get some ice cream and a good laugh.

Because just why were that many people there??

To meet. Paris Hilton.

My god WHHHHYYY???
We thought about going about it the legal way and spending seventy-five dollars to get us some of that laughter, an autograph to sell on eBay, but no! We're college students! We don' have no moneys!

So we snuck around, past the protesters who just wanted a raise, and to the back entrance. And stole us a couple pictures of the massive crowd and the birthday-cake stealing socialite. I misspelled socialite, i think. I wanted to throw vegan treats at her over that infamous cake and its theft, but alas, I am lacking in vegan treats.

So we stole our pictures and our sights and our laughter. Then... Security. He yelled at me, I argued that I was too short and too broke to get a picture otherwise, and I almost got kicked out. Being as I am rather partial to the makeup counters and their worker drones in that particular Macy's, I left before he could ban me for life. Me and The Nikko ( ~Kirin-no-Hinote ) had a great time, and we got ourselves some ice cream and some stories in the process.


In other news, Happy Birthday Davey!

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Sleeping With Ghosts
Placebo

The sea's evaporating
Though it comes as no surprise
These clouds we're seeing
They're explosions in the sky
It seems it's written
But we can't read between the line

Hush
It's okay
Dry your eye
Dry your eye
Soulmate dry your eye
Dry your eye
Soulmate dry your eye
Cause soulmates never die

This one world vision
Turns us in to compromise
What good's religion
When it's each other we despise
Damn the government
Damn their killing
Damn their lies

Hush
It's okay
Dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die

Soulmates never die
Never die
Soulmates never die
Never die...
Soulmates never die

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