Saturday, July 24, 2004 :::
 
Krispy: Okay, I totally saw that backfiring thing coming.

Steph: Augh! Wing is becoming like this weird pseudo-Wing! It's freaking me out!

Krispy: You know, Luce would just say that Wing is gay in all universes.

Steph: But-but-but-!!!

Krispy: Yeah, weird.

Sseriya: You have strange friends.

Krispy: Only Luce is like that. I swear.

Anakin: On Master Obi-Wan's boot?

Krispy: On Master Obi-Wan's boot. She really is the weirdest one and NO LUCE! We'll have none of that here!

Steph: My eyes which Nature cannot repair and all that jazz, ya know.

Krispy: Don't you know the rule? People who live in glass houses should never have orgies. Same goes here...except in a smaller, less crowded sense...

Sseriya: Maybe you should be quiet now.

Krispy: Yeah. I agree.

Steph: In any case, I better go tear Luce from the glass and separate the two love-birds before things do escalate to places we don't want it to go.

Anakin: Good idea.

Krispy: Meanwhile, I shall tell you about my cousin's wedding. Weddings are much cooler when you actually know the people getting married. Like the wedding I went to before this one was for my mom's friend's son. I mean, we played together a few times in our childhoods, but it wasn't like I really knew the guy and I didn't know the bride at all so... In this case, I actually knew bride and groom and both are cool so the wedding was cooler.

Anakin: Hey, when is Stephanie getting married?

Steph: *from afar* Say what?!

Anakin: She's engaged, right?

Krispy: Er...yes and no? It's kind of weird, what with Zalari dying and all and then everything else that happened and--

Sseriya: Never.

Krispy: And there's always that part of the personality.

Sseriya: So I'm just "part of the personality" now?

Krispy: No, I didn't mean it like that. I meant--oh forget it! In any case, I discovered a whole bunch of cousins I didn't even know existed because they're from my uncle's (father of the groom) side of the family and we never see them. This one dude, Michael who my parents and aunts and uncles remembered as a little boy, was very interesting. We didn't know him. He didn't know us. Upon meeting us at the chapel, he said to his mother who was introducing us, "Are we related?" Yeah, and then later in the night, he kept pestering us. "Go try to catch the bouquet", "Go dance! You aren't having fun!"

Sseriya: You should've punched him.

Krispy: ...that's not nice. Besides, he was nice...for the most part. Well, the wedding was important because it made Krunchy and I start planning her wedding. Yes, Krunchy's wedding because I refuse to believe that I will get hitched before she does. We weren't so much planning her wedding as planning the wedding song list. You know how there are always those certain sappy love songs? Well, Krunchy wants to make her song list different.

Anakin: And the choices are?

Krispy: Pirates of the Carribbean, Sadame, Jason Mraz-ish stuff, Rage Beat (yes, we are dead serious), Toxic (yes the Britney Spears song. Why? Because it would confuse people), Missing You (by BSB so that Luce and I can do the stupid hand gestures), and other things I can't think of right now. Oh, and Luce is supposed to do the QaF dances with Gennia when the dancing begins, and Luce and I are supposed to sing "natsu no e." Yeah. Fun, ne?

Steph: *back* Mission accomplished. Firin is outside of the box. I think Wing has his wits about him again, and Luce is pealed off of the glass.

Krispy: Oh! I forgot. At the wedding, to pass the time, I wrote. Yes, that is correct. I WROTE. By hand too on this tiny little pad of paper that I had with this tiny, thin pen. It was about Wing and Firin and was definitely the result of too much Gravitation--though, I don't think you can ever have enough of Gravitation. I had a dream about them yesterday too...a dream in which I figured out exactly how they met and what I'm going to write for that flashback scene. It was a brilliant moment of inspiration because I could see it playing out in my head. Right...then it melted into this other dream. Luce was in it and I think Alz too, but it was a sort of dull dream so I'll share some other time. Over the phone probably. Then it went back to Wing/Firin as I started to wake up.

Steph: Should I be feeling jealous or threatened?

Krispy: No. You're special.

Steph: *smile* Good.

Krispy: Now, some final thoughts.

Anakin: Heh.

Krispy: ALZ! More writing! What's with that cliff-hanger on the Kezial thing?! And-and-and YUYA?!!!

Steph: *choke*

Sseriya: *disgusted*

Krispy: You made me realize how much I miss that evil, mean, nasty bastard.

Steph: Gross.

Krispy: And-and-and Imanierant! SO CUTE! Firalaer! I love you. I'm not quite sure when this started, but I feel as if I have always and will always love you. To the end of time!

Steph: *plays sappy/dramatic music in background*

Krispy: And as for Sincere...Silversong? Have you disarmed him?

Silversong: I think so. He is a bit rabid at this point. I don't know if you really should go through with what I think you want to do.

Krispy: Oh Silversong! You know me so well. I love you too, but please, I need you out of that box now.

Steph: Something is afoot.

Zalari: *facepalm*

Silversong: *shrug* As you wish. *steps out of the box*

Krispy: Sincere, dearest, my love, my preciousssss.

Anakin: That can't be good.

Obi-Wan: Thank you Captain Obvious.

Anakin: ...Sarcasm does not suit a Jedi.

Sseriya: And the student becomes the master.

Krispy: I've decided to let you out of that box.


::: spewed by Krispy at 11:08 PM

Friday, July 23, 2004 :::
 
Krispy: OMG! LUCE IS ALIVE! *rejoices*

Steph: YAY! You're in Taiwan! Never been there myself...well maybe as an idea lurking in Krispy's 4th grade mind.

Anakin: Wow, young!Krispy. How old were you?

Krispy: Like 9. Anyway, LUCE! Force! It took you LONG ENOUGH to contact us! Gennia and I were just talking the other day about how you'll be back soon. Then we realized that was assuming you ever even MADE IT overseas! Sheez! We were (semi) worried!!!

Steph: OMG!

Krispy: WHAT?!

Steph: NONE of us existed when you were in 4th grade!

Krispy: ...

Steph: I mean, not even Silversong existed then!

Krispy: I wasn't always messed up like this, ya know. I used to be innocent and stupid--all I worried about was getting to the next level of chinese jump rope. Man, I used to be semi in shape! Now I'm just a blob of laziness and fat. I used to be able to jump for long periods of time!

Anakin: What exactly would you need to do that for?

Krispy: I don't know! But it might come in handy someday!

Anakin: Okay...

Sseriya: Hello Luce.

Steph: Presents! Yay! Krispy finished flashback and Ch.4 of the AU story!!! GIVE PRESENTS! GIVE!!!

Krispy: ...

Krunchy: FWAHAHAHAHA! Luce! We have Gravitation 2 now because Alz finally coughed it up!

Krispy: OMG, it's so funny! Ok, well our judgment could've been impaired because we've been suffering for a few weeks, waiting for Alz to get it and then give it to us. She gave me writing too! ALZ! I WANT MORE DAMMIT!!!

Steph: And-and-and-

Krispy: Yeah and about AP scores--that's what I thought! When Gennia and I realized the AP scores arrived (thanks to Alz who reported her receiving them on LJ), we were like "but Eva just left!!!" Best of luck to you on that. Hopefully, you will get a big fat surprise like I did! (hahaha--screw you higher math! SCREW YOU!) Yes and Gennia is a freak (I mean that in the best of ways). Mick Ruis seemed pretty nice when we saw him at Hollywood Park. He's a little bit dorky (I also mean this in the best of ways). But we'll tell you more about that later. Oh! And I have to tell you about my Firin and Wing dream! And-and-and-

Wing: Hello Luce.

Krispy: As you can see, Wing is still not in a happy mood.

Wing: Firin, come here.

Firin: What?

Wing: *zaps him inside the glass box*

Steph: What is he doing--

Wing: *smirk* Luce. Bite me. *kisses Firin*

Sseriya: ...

Anakin: ...

Zalari: ...

Steph: Oh. My. God.

Krispy: Okay...totally did not see that coming.

Steph: We're out. We're out. We are out. Turn that camera off. Get out of the Valley. Leave!


::: spewed by Krispy at 9:12 PM

Sunday, July 18, 2004 :::
 
Krispy: What's this about sending me writing? What's this about Gravitation? What's this about not getting writing about Firalaer and Sincere?!
 
Steph: If Tenshi gets eaten...
 
Krispy: Oh, you'll still have the other one! There are two of them for a reason.
 
Steph: Now you see why her Inspiration prefers to keep its identity a secret.
 
Krispy: Dude, everything about It is secret! I don't even know if It's an actual it or if It has a gender or personality or anything. For all I know, It could just be a rock.
 
Steph: ...
 
Anakin: That's not very flattering to many of the people here.
 
Krispy: What do you mean? It's a very talented rock.
 
Everyone: ...
 
Black: Stupid human. We do not do this for our idiot brother Bronze. We do it for our own pleasure. It really is too bad that there is not enough of you for the both of us.
 
Ice: *hiss* And we are hardly allies with the likes of those clans. I, especially, have no use for such bothersome alliances.
 
Steph: *aside to Alz* They think Lord Bronze is too soft...you know, relations with humans and all.
 
Sseriya: Doing something as unthinkable as allowing my father to burden someone like Zalari with someone like me.
 
Steph: That sort of thing.
 
Ice: Perhaps we bow to the whim of another king, as you so put, but we may not again gain such an opportunity to rid ourselves of at least one of you disgusting beings.
 
Black: Lord Bronze has ties to not only the Jewel Clans but also the Metal Clans. Were we to cross him, we would cause ourselves a great deal of trouble. However, now that he has no objection to our killing you, no one will try to stop us.
 
Ice: That is unless...*turns to Sseriya* you interfere. *growl*
 
Sseriya: *shrug* It has nothing to do with my Clan.
 
Steph: ...right...
 
Meanwhile I
 
Gwendolyn: *to Idriel* We told you to behave, didn't we? But did you listen? No. You had to go and be tempted by that tacky ring, didn't you? Well now, you face the consequences.
 
To the glass boxes...
 
Krispy: *to Savior* You see, the Glass Box actually originated from Gennia--you know, my sort of Inspiration--and Mellisa (the one and only Moda Yoda).
 
Anakin: Right, parallel universe thing...so weird. I still don't quite understand it.
 
Obi-Wan: I don't think we are supposed to.
 
Krispy: And I can't tell you in more detail how the boxes are made because I have to honor their idea and keep it secret, you know. And all that stuff Seraph said about being in the "wrong hands" and all that jazz. That too. These glass boxes were made for Fangirl use.
 
Steph: They are testaments to Fangirl love everywhere.
 
Krispy: *sigh* Yes. *sniff* That was inspiring.
 
Steph: Wasn't it?
 
Krispy: Speaking of being a Fangirl, Gary got married today in Long Beach!
 
Steph: Are you sad?
 
Krispy: No, I don't really care. He's still cool and I think it's even cooler that he got married in Long Beach and that I totally could've gone down there to stalk him. Gennia and I (and Luce...once we're able to contact her) bought Gary a wedding present. He had one of those wedding-present-lists that you can check.
 
Steph: Like how you can go to Macy's a draw up a list of the things you want/need so that wedding guests can get you stuff that you can actually use?
 
Krispy: Yeah. We bought him something for his kitchen, I believe.
 
Steph: That's pretty hardcore.
 
Krispy: Isn't it? And when Gennia, Krunchy, and I went to see Anchorman, the theater was playing music and we heard a new, remixed-up version of Jason Mraz's "Curbside Prophet." We were weirded out at first, but the song got cooler and cooler because he does more cool voice things--he's such a good singer, and he sings so fast!--and because he changed some of the lyrics. They reflect fangirls in a rather accurate way--"I WANT TO HAVE YOUR BABIES!" sort of thing. We enjoyed it, immensely...though I have to say, I've never fangirled to the point of wanting to have someone's babies. Oh no, not for me, thank you very much.
 
Steph: You talk really fast sometimes.
 
Krispy: Yeah, I tend to ramble. I'm thirsty.
 
Anakin: You should be.
 
Krispy: Oh yeah! I went to Hollywood Park today with Gennia. OMG, Santa Anita is like racetrack paradise compared to Hollywood Park. It was like right near LAX, so like these huge planes flew over like every five minutes. The paddock was huge and strangely shaped. The grandstands weren't half as pretty as Santa Anita's and I think they were smaller. The viewing area slopes downward so that the track ends up being higher than the people sitting around--like if I went up to the rail, I would be looking up at the track. The riders and horses were so far away. And there is NO WAY you can get near the jockeys. The Jockey room is like hidden off in this little tunnel where only "Authorized Personnel" are allowed to go, so after the race, you just never see them. They walk right from the track to the jockey's room without ever being out in the open near fans (which I guess, in some cases, is a good thing...good security). And when they go out to the paddock, the pathway is like closed off by these gates and they walk through and then the gates are opened for people to pass through again.
 
Steph: Made you appreciate Santa Anita?
 
Krispy: Yes! Also, sort of smoggy and icky over there and a lot more smokers...at least, it felt that way. But still, I got so friggin close to Mick Ruis, Gary's apprentice. He kept flipping his whip around, which was pretty cool until he dropped it like RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. I happened to be standing by the gate thing that secures the pathway because I got squished to the corner and side of the paddock railing by serious bettors. Who knew that would turn out to be the best jockey photo-taking spot.
 
Steph: You guys staked out the area, formed a system?
 
Krispy: Of course! You have to figure out the best contact/photo points and how to quickly move from track to paddock and back to track.
 
Steph: You guys are quick.
 
Krispy: *shrug* We're pros. In any case, Gennia needed photos of Mick Ruis because at this point and time she will be designing his official website. Cool, ne? In any case, I got a complimentary clock and I got to see my old friends Alex Solis (sss), Tyler Baze (Eva's semi-interest), and David Flores. Oh right, and the Paddock Judge whom we still do not know the name of because he wouldn't effing tell us. He didn't spot us which is good.
 
Steph: What an eventful day.
 
Krispy: Afterwards, we went swimming (this is before the movie) and my dog spent most of the time trying to lick us and licking the ground by the edge of the pool.
 
Silversong: *sigh* Humans are amazingly stupid sometimes. Bad Sincere. No knives in the glass box. *snap*knife disappears and reappears outside the box*
 
Firin: *smile* He was mine to begin with. He has always been mine.
 
Krispy: Normally, I would dispute that, but you're the one with the bat so...heh. He's all yours--as long as I get to squish him when I want.
 
Steph: Oh Wing, you're so popular.
 
Wing: Shut up.


::: spewed by Krispy at 10:32 PM

 
Steph: Augh! OMG! WHAT THE HE--
 
Obi-Wan: Language.
 
Steph: Double hockey sticks is up with the pink and the bubbles...ewww!!! GET IT AWAY!
 
Sseriya: *scowl*blasts all the bubbles*
 
Steph: ...okay...that was one way of dealing with it...
 
Krispy: Augh! What the he--
 
Obi-Wan: Language.
 
Krispy: Heck is up with this blogger thing? What's with the Microsoft Word like set up? What's with the picking fonts and all that jazz? Why does it keep CHANGING?!!
 
Anakin: Hey! Look! Hellow everyone!
 
Krispy: ...real mature, man. Real mature.
 
Anakin: What?!
 
Krispy: ...
 
Steph: So, looks like Alz has a death wish.
 
Krispy: Eck! ALZ! Why do you have to be so stubborn and-and-and-
 
Sseriya: Stupid?
 
Krispy: Er...well...YES! WHY?!
 
Sseriya: In any case, I suggest that you eat him Lord Bronze.
 
Krispy: WHAT?!
 
Sseriya: I mean, what is this nonsense about decline in morale?
 
Steph: As if there has been morale! Hahahaha!
 
Krispy: Steph!
 
Steph: *cough* Sorry. I can't help it. You know, when one side of your personality goes one way, you can't really help but follow.
 
Obi-Wan: Otherwise a great identity crisis would ensue.
 
Steph: Right.
 
Krispy: Hmm...that makes sense.
 
Zalari: No, you can't eat him because...
 
Sseriya: Because...?
 
Zalari: Well, isn't it obvious?!
 
Sseriya: No.
 
Zalari: ...
 
Meanwhile I
 
Gwendolyn: This is disgusting...*still trying to wipe slimy feeling off her hands* The sooner we're rid of this blasted thing, the better off all of us will be. *starts walking faster*
 
To the glass boxes...
 
Krispy: Oh Savior! I'd love to tell you about those glass boxes. You see, they're made of like...glass...and...um...
 
Obi-Wan: They come from her. She makes them, unconsciously.
 
Krispy: Really?
 
Obi-Wan: The boxes come from your subconscious.
 
Krispy: You're smart.
 
Anakin: Well, we've also had some time snooping around.
 
Krispy: Hey. In any case, what makes the glass boxes so durable is the fact that they're like manifestations of my will.
 
Anakin: So what is really holding Sincere in that glass box is Krispy's will.
 
Krispy: It's like how the castle of Cephiro is made entirely of mental energy. My glass boxes are made entirely of my love!
 
Silversong: Krispy, you heard Firalaer's request. Is it objectionable to you?
 
Krispy: *grin* Nothing Firalaer does could be objectionable to me.
 
Silversong: ...
 
Everyone else: ...
 
Silversong: Then, I will attempt to persuade Sincere to cease his stabbing.
 
Krispy: 'kay!
 
Silversong: *steps into box* Hello Knight. Would you please stop that? If you don't, I will be forced to take action against you.
 
Wing: NO FLIGHT! You can't take me home! In fact...KRISPY! Can I get a restraining order on that fox?!
 
Krispy: Oh Wing! You are observant of "reality," aren't you?
 
Wing: ...
 
Firin: *bat in hand* Wing is mine, Knight.
 
Steph: How is he NOT bugged by those bubbles and the pink background and mist and stuff?
 
Krispy: I don't know.
 
On to the Dragon Kings
 
Bronze: *squeezing Tenshi 1* How unfortunate it must be this way.
 
Zalari: *to Alz* Dragon Kings don't like giving things up, especially when they're told to do so.
 
Bronze: *nonchalantly* Lord Black. Lord Ice. Would you like to dispose of this human?
 
Black: *smile* Gladly.
 
Ice: Finally, we can crush one of these ridiculous creatures.
 
Zalari: Father! You can't just--
 
Sseriya: Wow, Alz is doomed.
 
Zalari: *glare*
 
Sseriya: What?
 
Zalari: I'll deal with you  later.
 
Sapphire: *looks at Tenshi 2 in cage* Well, he seems fine right now. I will deal with problems as they arise. Besides, if he becomes like that Knight there, I would gladly put him out of his misery.
 
Krispy: Aren't Dragon Kings cute?!
 
Steph: Yes!
 
Everyone: ...
 
Krispy: Well, I must go now. ALZ! GIVE US GRAVITATION 2! We wants it, yesss, we wants the precioussss...


::: spewed by Krispy at 12:18 PM