Sunday, June 25, 2017

WeWriWar 212: Rainbow catcher

Welcome to a new excerpt of Rainbow Catcher for the Weekend Writing Warrior and Snippet Sunday.

Now let's go back to our story.

Summary of previous episodes: Clarissa is coughing and wanted to watch Everett Cooper on TV but Jason refused, she is due to get her rainbow the next day but she seems scared, to make her feel better Jason leave the TV on. Clarissa tried to explain about rainbows, she is a big fan of Everett Cooper but Jason is not too sure about it. Clarissa complained about her dialophone but Jason needs to go to work. Before completely leaving he is thinking about getting her her rainbow. We flashed back to the meeting Jason had with a rainbow seller at the black market. Jason left Clarissa's room to go to work. Jason was talking to his boss about the rainbow coming the next day. Jason prepared the money for the rainbow in a sport bag and went to the hospital. The rainbow seller arrived for the delivery. But it was a scam and Jason prepares to go get the rainbow himself in the desert. Markus has a last surprise for him.

We start just where we left off last week.

“I can wait for Gena to arrive,” Jason said.
“It will take her forever, I don’t like parting so much and you don’t want to see me cry, just go,” Markus said, placing his helmet in the bike's truck.
Jason gave Markus a half hug. He was also feeling a bit nostalgic. He composed himself knowing that Markus wouldn’t like to see him cry either and resumed his position on the bike.
“Head right south, it’s the faster way,” Markus said.
Jason turned on the contact and the bike started with its usual strange noises. He waved at Markus one last time and headed right south toward the unknown of the desert.

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Saturday, June 24, 2017

Vlog #71 Pullip event at Marui Annex and Alice on Wednesday (with video)

Groove has been posting a lot about the store where we can find pullip all over Japan lately and more recently, they talked about a special event at Marui Annexe in Shinjuku. I generally don't go around much to hunt for pullip since a lot of store really have only a few but since this time it was a special event in a large store I decided to go check it out for you.
The event itself was quite small, they had a few customised dolls which actually aren't prototypes for new releases. And they were selling pullip goodies and dolls. The dolls were the most recent one only at full price, they also had the clothes for make it own and shoes also at full price so I didn't get anything there.
Then we went to Alice on Wednesday with is a Alice in wonderland store. I had heard that it was so cute and awesome and I had checked it on google. Basically, I created a different image in my mind which made me a bit disappointed at the lack of the "museum" style part. The store has three floors, on the first floor you have Alice themed food and drinks, then you climb the stairs with mushroom painted on the wall on the way you meet the caterpillar.
The second floor is the jewellery and hair accessory floor with the throne of the queen of heart. Then you take the stairs to the third floor which has paining of roses and Alice art including the face of the Cheshire cat and the third floor is mostly books and cushion and some Mad Hatter decoration.
There wasn't really much places where I could put my dolls to take pictures. I wish I could I have books or cushion to make my pictures more Alice like but anyway that's basically all you can see on the video.
Then Hibarichan got a rabbit hat that's made for cats.

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Friday, June 23, 2017

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 127

Welcome to a new part of Vampire Heart unedited. Have you been bitten yet?
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Summary of the previous episodes: Viorel has been tortured by his supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi) taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people, he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything. Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets. On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week

So which one are you taking home”, the fat man said, he was clapping his toes on the floor impatiently, and moving his arms from along his round body to fold in front of his chest as if he didn’t know what to do with them.
No thank you”, Nicolas said. His voice was icy and give me a chill.
If the vampires had been in front of him now he might have kill them just looking at them, his eyes had suddenly taken back their old deepness. The way he moved around looking at the body and moving their arm, letting go of the handkerchief to check them better, pressing his fingers and the limbs and his palm on their belly, turning their head both side to see if there were not more holes than expected, it was as if the old Nicolas was back in front of me. I hadn’t imagined that seeing the body would have been such a shock for him.
So let’s go back not, you have played enough”, the fat man said.
Nicolas took out a notebook and started to write all speed on it.
We’ll go back when we have enough information to make sure that you won’t have more of those in the coming days”, he said.
The fat man looked at him his jaw dropping. I didn’t know myself what Nicolas wanted more than to know that they had died from the vampire biting and that they were not going to stand up again. At least that was enough for me, I put my back on the wall and crossed my arms on my chest waiting for him and looking through the window. I didn’t know when I would be able to change into a wolf again but I knew that it was something that I would need to learn to control. I wanted to leave as soon as possible but I needed to take care of the vampires first, I couldn’t let them all to the care of Nicolas. I might have been smart at time, and knowledgeable for sure, he was no match for vampires. I needed to take care of them myself and I was going to use them to obtain information about the pieces of my memory still missing. If they were really Transylvanian, I would take my revenge on them, very very slowly. I looked at the cadaver in front of my and realized how clean they were compared to the blood bath in Sighisoara. The new born were only feeding themselves, they couldn’t control their thirst, they didn’t even enjoy the kill yet. Sighisoara had been a war and the humans had been in the middle.
Let’s get the hell out of here”, I finally said.

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Wednesday, June 21, 2017

Wednesday Snippet: Demon World 128

Welcome to a new part of Demon World unedited, we start right where we left off last time.

Now they were being tortured again, one by one, in the church in front of their parents, families, friends and teachers but none of them was going to rise one hand to make it stop, none of them was going to do anything to put an end to their misery, just in case talking in favor of the witches was to make them be suspected to be witches as well. It was madness. One after the other they had admitted their crime but they were still been tortured to repeat it again, to justify what had been done to them, to take the devil out of their human flesh, there wouldn’t be any rest for them except in death, going out of this world was the best choice now and even Sahel knew it. They were finally taken out of the church, their white dresses covered in blood. They walked on their bare feed, almost falling on each stones, they looked like lifeless zombies progressing because they were being pushed forward by the crow, to a large tree. Five cords had been prepared. They stood in line, one below the branch on a stove and they passed the rope around her neck tightening it and pushed the stove away. The clamors rose again as her neck broke, the others were looking away, they only carried a bit of humanity in this dehumanized crowed. They took her down and pushed the second forward, it was harder she was fighting. She knew what would happen to her now. She finally walked up on the stove with a new cord around her neck and her neck broke in the same way, her body hanging from the branch. Had they been witches, had they had had as much power as they were said to have, do you really think that they could have been caught that easily? Those people didn’t know what Magick was and they would never learn. They didn’t want to learn. The fear of the unknown was too strong, or the general ignorance maybe. Sahel kept on watching, hoping for a miracle. They were always praying for miracle in that church, for the rain to come for the harvest to be better than the preceding year, for a child to be cured from an unknown decease. People liked to ask god for miracles that would never come. Today it was his turn, to look at the girl one by one being hanged on the lowest branch of the tree. And to pray to the god he had so long neglected because it had neglected him. It was his only chance, his last chance. When they past the cord around her neck, he knew it was over, it would never be the same again.
“Witch do you have something to say to save your soul?” the priest asked.

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