Phase Two of Operation: Superhero is complete

I'm not even going to play this up. It's much less sciency, and not quite as much fun to write. Also, my hero has tons of things to learn about himself, his powers, and life in general.

Here's the link: Superhero

On another note, I have also created an awesome supervillain that will create problems and challenges for Pulse. Her name is The Red Thief and Teeheehee Iamsoexcited.


I think, since I have put so much effort into thinking up all of these ideas for my superhero world, and gotten all of my college friends interested in designing their own superheros, that I may as well use this idea for my NaNoWriMo story. That's National Novel Writing Month for those of you who aren't total writing nerds.

This means I'll have to throw out anything that's not technically character design, but hey. I like to think that I'll be okay with that. Also, I need a plot outline as soon as possible.

Alrighty. I'll write more on another day. Good night. :)

Phase One of Operation: Superhero is complete.

The following document was smuggled out of Sicera Corporation's D.C. laboratories. It documents the Case Study of Harrison Given, a.k.a the vigilante Pulse.

Click the link to access the file. Please note that the information within is confidential and that you have been hand-selected to receive this file.

Link: Case File 8861

Thank you for your cooperation. This message will self destruct after reading.

EMERGENCY POST!

So right now I'm about halfway through the season 2 premier of Glee and I just have to talk about it, so I'm going to leave this draft up and type about it as I go. Obviously if you don't understand that this means spoilers, then you deserve to read on and have it spoiled.

Already, I've got some exclamations to make.
1) Will is working with Sue Sylvester! What!?
2) I don't like the Beast, because you're not supposed to like the Beast, but I kinda like the Beast. If you get what I mean. Do you?
3) I like the new kids so far. But the blond guy has a fish mouth. That's all I'm going to say about that.

It's already got me laughing. I'm so glad it's back. Sigh.

Okay, now Will is taking the natural course of action...not being Sue. This is good. But also, since I don't really like Will all that much, it's got me confused.

AWWW THE BEAST IS CRYING. That's sad.

I'm also amazed at the way Sue Sylvester can talk about "juicy, vine-ripened chest fruit" on television. Mehehehe.

Alright, on the whole the episode started out as a fun reminder of the show I missed this summer. But then it just turned into a negative ball of suck, essentially ruining some lives and making drama in the club. Not really my favorite way to start off a new season. We can ease into the problems, you know. Not get them all slapped into our faces at once.

But whatever. I saw the preview for next week and...err...really? Spears? I don't know if I can handle that. We'll see.

Alrighty then, I'm all done here. Blog more later. AHHHH.

My Pandora station is Piano.

This is an important message on Pizza and reading. Watch it.

School is hard and keeps me busy. I will blog about my superhero later this week. I am still very excited, just tiredly so.

Have you ever played Tales of Symphonia? I have. Some of my friends have as well. We are going to start a new multiplayer game soon and spend a whole weekend or two trying to play through it from beginning to end. I am tiredly excited about that as well. It will be epic. Unfortunately, my friend and co-nerd Bri is a freshman, and so has a 1:00am curfew on weekends, so we're not going to be able to pull any all-nighters to do this. I am decidedly more upset about this than my mother would be.

 Okey dokey. Bed time.

Some superheros have real problems.

So in the process of designing a superhero to call my very own, I have encountered a few obstacles that seem, at the moment, insurmountable. Surmounting them calls for me to stop being lazy, and for me to have money, respectively.

I suppose I could start by revealing the costume design for my hero. Nothing like a visual spoiler to get people pumped up about something that they know nothing about.

Obviously, his name is Pulse. I realize that the photo of the sketch (I don't own a scanner) that I drew in class on notebook paper doesn't quite look just right when digitized. And yes, the curly hair plus mask looks a bit more clownish than I had hoped. But what kind of hero has time to straighten his hair? That's just cruel. It's not my fault that tight curly hair isn't fashionable in the superhero world.

Anywho, I have a back story and of course an explanation of his superpowers, but that will have to wait for another day. Right now my problem is finding a means for my hero to get from place to place in an expedient manner without the use of magic, and as of yet I am loathe to give him something as hackneyed as a "Pulse-mobile" or the inexplicable ability to fly. And he sure as heck isn't going to ride along on a segway, no matter how cool it would be to have one in real life.

I also have to secure a mask like that in the drawing, which so far is either far too expensive or far too complicated to make. So those are my hang ups right now. Other than that, Pulse is coming along splendidly. I have the rest of the simple costume down, and the powers and story are coming together in a fairly straightforward manner. My partner in vigilantism, Courtney on tumblr from Georgia, is simultaneously designing and working through her own kinks and I am very excited to see what she comes up with.


In other news, there was a show about ridiculous riots that happened in public and displayed some of the idiotic things that people will do because of mob mentality. Not surprisingly, many of the riots were because of - you guessed it - soccer. This just amplifies my distaste for professional sports and the religious following that they amass. Join me in my distaste! Muahahaha.




Now that you think as little of sports as I do, we can be friends.

I know this has been an extremely eventful post, what with an entire drawing and all, but I have Greek prepositions and their phrases to practice, so goodnight.

Alaska is dead.

Today is not the best day. My body feels heavy. I think slowly and quickly at the same time. My throat burns with the sting of imminent sickness. I'll get through it, but I may be a little bit crazier by the time it's all over.

The poll is officially done. All four of you that voted are greatly appreciated, and even though I can't see for sure who voted, I'm pretty sure I know who did, considering one of you four is me. Dumbledore won by only a couple of votes over Jean Grey, and while everyone knows that the approximately 150-year-old wizard is just an all-around better guy, let it be known that the unstable alien-possessed psychic is cuter.

A new thing that's not so new: I'm addicted to Weezer. I have always sorta-liked them. But recently...I really like them. Here's my favoritest video of theirs. It has Jack Bauer's daughter from the first season of 24.



Heh. That makes me feel a bit better.

They're making a movie out of a book that I love. I'm nervous about it, but since the author wrote the screenplay and is also directing it, I'm enthusiastic about its possibilities. It's called The Perks of Being A Wallflower, and it's about a boy named Charlie and his perception of things. I recommend the book to the nth degree, and hopefully the movie will go over just as well.

I'm now going to go read some of the Iliad for class, and then hopefully finish up the John Green novel I'm reading before I have to turn in so that I can get some closure. Or I'll watch Amelie, because that is a very cheerful movie that always makes me happy.

There's an apple in the hibiscus pot!

Ahhh, back from my hiatus, brought to you by "Things That Make Harrison Busy or Stressed." I watched My Sister's Keeper recently in preparation for an organized movie night, and let me tell you that that is a hard movie to watch. A great movie, but definitely a tear-jerker. Check it out at your own risk. I kept asking myself, "How would I talk to someone knowing that whatever I say might be the last thing I ever say to them?" Tough question.

My desktop monitor is officially dead. Kaput. Checked out. Oh, hello, dear Mother and Father! I did not notice you there, sitting and reading this, with wads of cash in your pockets. How interesting.

On another note, I am currently sitting in my theology classroom waiting for the lecture to start, and let me tell you, I am pretty excited about my superhero. Did I tell you about this? I can't remember if I did and I also am too lazy to go back and check, so I'll just tell you now. A friend of mine and I are creating superhero identities, complete with costumes and back story. And I'm almost done with the creating! It will be bringing the costume to life that will be the problem (mainly, the mask). So soon enough you shall see my hero-man person, named, at the moment, "Pulse." Working title, obviously, but I can tell that you're interested.

My grandmother, who is indeed grand, bought me a pocket watch because I mentioned that I was looking to buy one. She is awesome, and it is beautiful. It makes a wonderful ticking noise and the bird on the face reminds me of the mockingjay pendant from The Hunger Games(←read this!). I think I might start collecting pocket watches.

I'm out of theology now (yes, this iPod loaded with blogginess just sat in my pocket and stewed for an hour and a half), and we discussed some interesting ideas about inspiration and the three major theories that encompass the interaction of God with the writing of scripture. "Inspiration" in and of itself means "to breathe into" and, in this context, directly references divine breath. My issue with the three theories of inspiration -Intuition, Dynamic, and Dictation- was that they boxed God in. While I love my theology professor, I couldn't seem to get across to her that I thought a hybrid of all three theories could be a reality. I mean, what if inspiration IS a gift or ability of artistic expression, AND inspiration is the guidance of those artists' thoughts and writings by the Holy Spirit, AND inspiration is in fact a type of dictation from God, so that we end up with a beautiful piece of literature that has the writer's personal touch and artistic expression and is still exactly what God intended us to read as verbatim from Him?

Well, I just think boxes don't always work.

Anyway, I don't mean to get preachy on this blog with ideas. I just want to put that one out there. Like with anything, there are people who feel differently or are a lot smarter than me, and as always I'm just one voice floating in a billion trying to step my way through. But sometimes I just need to use my one little voice as part of that stepping-through process. And your voice can help me do that too, because you might fit into one of the categories of people I mentioned, and I always like to hear from people who think differently or who are a lot smarter than me.

So as always, please comment and let me know what you think. Let's get a debate going! Let's keep it clean, though; mudslinging and hateful arguments detract from the Great Perhaps, don't you think?

Again, I apologize for taking so long to post again. I'm sure you understand how busy things can get. Sometimes I get home after saving an infant and three puppies from a burning building and then I have to weigh the options of blogging or going to sleep so I can save more babies and puppies the next day. And, well, you see that I have my priorities in line, yes? Yes. See you all soon. Comment!

Do you think that telling your face to stop looking creepy will have any affect?

Because I don't think so. I wanted to let you know that:

I got my copy of Locke & Key the other day. I understand that I look cross-eyed and delirious, and the corner of my mustache is quite literally terrifying, but this was the only picture I managed to take that didn't make me look like a eerie, pale Arab.

Today is September 1. Do you know what that means? That means that not only are there several birthdays coming up soon for people that I know/am related to, but also that when I post blogs today, they're going under an entirely different month than my August blog posts in the sidebar→! This makes me way too excited.

The resident cook Ben gave me some honeydew melon today that, while not so great on its own, was made exponentially more tasty with the addition of salt. My grandfather taught me that. Ben is irradiating his oatmeal with my dielectric heating appliance as we speak. A fair trade for a piece of melon, I'd say.

I posted today on Facebook that I detest Wednesdays. During this semester, this is a fact. You see, today is Wednesday, and it is causing me nothing but trouble. I have class in the morning and then from 4-6 pm, and then I have dinner and then SLC from 8-9:30 pm. And a quiz in Greek tomorrow. Eez no fun.

Basically, I'm more swamped than a Mudkip in the everglades. So wish me luck and bon voyage!

Thank you Katie.

It is because of my blogging friend Katie of Artistical Thoughts of an Artistical Girl that I have found the group that is so famous for autotuning over news clips and Youtube videos: The Gregory Brothers: Autotune the News. I'm so happy! Thank you Katie.