The Beginning of the End

Awaiting The Chosen

alright, so i emailed that awaiting the chosen email addy. the gmail address seemed to work, because they sent an email back to me. we have been sending things back and forth, and they proposed a pretty okay idea. essentially, they will show me then i show them mine. also, i get to pick the spot to meet them apparently.

to make a long story short, i emailed him the spot and time. it's going down tonight. so if you dont hear from me tomorrow, something went wrong. otherwise, i should have some big news tomorrow.

also, a special thanks to Aendra for her poster submission. there are only a few more hours left and it looks like she has done such a good job that nobody wanted to try and compete with her.

more later

Contact?

hey everyone. its me. just wanted to let you know, i think Morgana has been workin her magic abit lol. i think she gave out my email or something, because i had someone email me personally, might be the people with abilities who Morgana was talking.
problem is, i have no friggin clue what this is or means, and i cant view the return address. bizzare, so im copying and pasting what it says. the topic line is "What you are"

"Rssswr gpwpgru. Xjnwaj mf bmgkkalrx pvsqgmxeig hn m cnywref Nhweiq. Km mgy pis psuf tuzw mhlziyq, vwkpuru el pknltbnctpxkuullr. C ksesaswvmhvgg ff rwie oggzckifa hqet fw nmbfjvvh. Qqizxlnc cwkzryrceuefrs."

it looks like a code, but im no good with such things lol, in fact im terrible. any thoughts guys?

Things I've Learned Today From Morgana

i have learned that there are others with abilities who do know of the prophecy of the four chosen

its possible that the other chosen may not know they are chosen until they are told wtf a chosen is

they also may have only began to have their powers manifest starting at puberty

normal humans, as well as those people who have abilities, that do not already know of the Chosen, it will be the Chosen who has to rally 'em up

and that there is a group of people, who good guys, who have abilities and know about the prophecy of the chosen. and also there is a group of bad guys who have abilities and know about the prophecy as well; the bad dudes who know of the prophecy are responsible for the attacks i've had on me

The Poster Contest Reward

alright so, i've decided that IRC can be a little slow sometimes, and since a lot of things happen spur-of-the-moment, its hard to figure out what to say, so, i've decided to give one lucky person a phone number that they can leave me voicemails at.

now i have decided that the person to recieve such a gift will be the winner of our new poster contest. and since the rules of our contest has changed abit to advertise the Chosen, i've decided that the winner will be based on the picture they take of themselves holding the sign with the selected slogans. the decision will be made by where the picture is taken, whats in the picture, the creativity of the sign or signs you are holding, and number of people in the picture.

anyway, ask me in IRC or email if you have more questions. and, happy posting

Gettin' Capped

okay so its another day. let me give you some updates in my life.
the girlfriend i have, i had just decided last night, to tell her what i believe i am. i decided when we first got together that i wouldnt do that, but i got cocky, wondering if maybe she was a Chosen and i just didnt know it.

big mistake...

by the end of the four hour ordeal, she had moved all her things out of the apartment, and is now on a path to becoming a born-again Christian, because, she had thought i was the devil incarnate.

so, once again, more evidence that i should tell as few people as possible about what i am.

anyway, after that, i went to sleep, and had a dream i got shot. i have had these pretty often since i was a kid, and in this one, as i fell from being shot, Morgana stood over me and what began as a smile on her face turned into an allout laugh. and she stood by and did nothing.

yeesh, it still is freaking me out, and all this shtuff with my girlfriend and such sure isnt helping my mood at all.

anyway, ill be on IRC for a while, maybe talking to friends will cheer me up abit

Every Rose Has It's Thorn...

Rule #8

important rule #8, "Dont ever question my abilities."

even if i am crazy, i dont need a jerk telling me about it, i worry about it enough on my own. if you have disbelief about my abilities, just dont bother talking to me.
thanks

My New Rules

since i am putting videos on youtube and such i expect people are going to ask me to do stuff for them and prove my abilities to them, so let me post some rules...

#1 "Dont let people see your damn powers"
#2 "Dont prove your powers to anyone or intentionall show your powers, they can't handle it."
#3 "Flying, however fun, efficient, and cool, is not regulated by the FAA and should be avoided at all costs."
#4 "Energy-balls, no matter how awesome and pretty, are very destructive, and should be avoided at all costs."
#5 "Teleporting, however creative, and nice, can land you inside of objects, and should be avoided at all costs."
#6 "Invisibility, no matter how useful in getting you things, isn't 100% reliable, does not make you invulnerable to bullets, and should only be used in case of emergency"
#7 "Dont bother asking for me to prove or show my powers i wont do it, see rules # 1 and2"

Decisions...

alright, I decided to sign up for youtube. it seems people have found me somehow, and that may be all well and good, but they could just be trying to fuck me over, or be out to kill me before all of US can get together.
anyway, I started a distress call for the other three. maybe one of them has youtube and will find my videos....

Fragmented Systems

For some reason I am continuing to dream about jellyfish. I was thinking that maybe I had seen a commercial or a discovery channel show that had jellyfish in it, and it had stuck, but I am becoming increasingly aware of the fact that these dreams aren't coming from nowhere.

It is very strange...

And I keep waking up with a single thought in my head, 'Fragmented Systems'

Under the Sea

I keep having weird dreams lately. I have almost always had weird dreams due to stress and an overactive imagination. But recently i've been having dreams about jellyfish.

How ridiculous is that. I have shared thoughts and dreams with people who were psychic before, but I have no idea where this dream is coming from. It doesn't seem like a normal dream.

Gunshots

I decided one day, just after graduation, that I could make a lot of money using my powers.
I decided stealing was the best way for me to go, and that I could pull this off with invisibility.
I went to an airplane hangar that my drug-dealing friend's dad worked. His dad was supposedly a dealer too. I figured they had to have money.
So, I went in at night, and had not yet tried to go invisible yet, figuring I could just do it. I went to steal a large stack of money off of a tabletop, only to realize too late that there was a man on the other side tying his shoe.
I turned around and ran, and didnt even grab the money. He picked up a gun from the table and gave chase.
I realized he was very close by when I heard a bullet go by my head. I forced myself to go invisible, and it didnt work. I tried again, and it didnt work. So I stopped moving, and tried it again, and it worked.
I started to run again, now invisible, all the way home.
Important rule #6 "Invisibility, no matter how useful in getting you things, isn't 100% reliable, does not make you invulnerable to bullets, and should only be used in case of emergency"

Teleportation Sux!

By my senior year I had pretty much made every mistake there was in regards to powers, being a boyfriend, and schooling.
It had never dawned on me that instead of flying, I could just teleport places.
I tried it in the school bathroom. I stood and knew the stall to my left was empty.
I willed myself into the next stall over, and as I was about to be excited, I realized that my right foot was stuck. It was inside the toilet bowl. Like, a part of the damn porcelain, like someone had fashioned me a toilet bowl shoe!
I teleported one last time to the previous stall. There was a giant hole in the side of the toilet bowl where my ankle had just been, and water was spilling out of it.
Important lesson #5 "Teleporting, however creative, and nice, can land you inside of objects, and should be avoided at all costs."

Damn You Anime!

By the eleventh grade, I was very into anime, and japanimation. Specifically Dragon Ball Z. I went over to a friends house once, and stayed at his house while he went to the grocery store once. After watching a particularly cool episode of DBZ, I decided that, though I had neat abilities, none of them would help me to fight really.
Using the same energy I felt inside myself that fueled my other powers, I focused it into my chest first. Meditating, I focused the heat and energy into my solarplexus. Once I had much of it centralized there, I let some of the energy slowly creep down my arms. I let the energy focus in the palms of my hand. I allowed the energy to slowly speep out of the palm of my hand.
I opened my eyes and I could see a blue ball, the size of a grain of sand, above my hand. I focused more energy into it and it grew in size.
Pea sized, golf ball sized, orange sized, softball sized,
I couldnt seem to siphon off the energy flow anymore, it was now leaking into this quickly growing ball of energy that was becoming harder to keep contained, and extremely hot.
By the time it was the size of a beach-ball, it was a lost cause, the only thing I could do was get it away from myself and my friend's house.
I went to the opened window in the living room and threw the energy-ball. It went quite a distance, and slammed right into the neighbors house, exploding the entire left half of it...
I later found out that they were gone on vacation, thankfully, and the fire department determined the explosion was caused by a 'gas leak'.
So, important rule #4 "Energy-balls, no matter how awesome and pretty, are very destructive, and should be avoided at all costs."

Flight

By the beginning of my 10th grade year, I had developed many abilities. And I had made and lost many friends and girlfriends.
Walking home from school one day, it occurred to me that, as I walked in the summer heat, that walking was inefficient and ridiculous.
I looked around and stepped into the forest next to the roadway. I walked a few feet into it, and found an opening in the treetops.
I jumped a few times, looking straight up, until finally I didnt come back down. I was hovering a few feet from the ground.
I turned up my walkman to Linkin Park's "Papercuts", stuffed it into the built-in holder in my backpack, and took off into the air.
I did this for several days in a row, until it dawned on me one day that, even for living near an Air Force Base, there were a lot of planes in the air.
I opened my mind to the feelings around me and got the sense that I was being tracked as I flew through the air.
When I got home I did some internet research and found out that the FAA regulates all flying craft in the air at any time, and all aircraft of any kind must be registered and their path known to the FAA, so that planes dont crash into each other and such.

Important lesson #3 "Flying, however fun, efficient, and cool, is not regulated by the FAA and should be avoided at all costs."

Fuck Valentines Day

This holiday blows.
but that's alright, because I have a funny story for you.

Two years after Morgana told me what I was, and told me about the Four Chosen, I got my first 'girlfriend'.
I decided that I loved her, because I got tingly in my pants when she stuck her tongue in my mouth. I decided this was what Morgana meant by 'you will feel it' when they were a Chosen.
So I told her about the dream, in as much detail as I could. She responded with, "Yeah, that sounds cool, I'm way into Wicca and shit, so yeah, I have powers too. I made it rain a few times. I'm pretty sure I can control the weather. Hey, do you know any spells?"
I tried to explain more in depth that my abilities were not rooted in wands, or gods or goddesses, or rituals, but rooted in pure energy. She said, "Okay, prove it, show me something."
I took a text book from my locker, and went around the corner. It was our usual make-out spot, where the cameras, students, and teachers couldnt see and never were. I threw the book down, and it hovered an inch from hitting the ground. The book slowly rose back up and I grabbed it from mid-air.
She ran away screaming that I was the Devil, and by the next day heard she had become a born-again Christian and dropped out of school.
Important rule #2, "Dont prove your powers to anyone or intentionall show your powers, they can't handle it."

The Powers Arrived

One of my first memories of testing the so-called powers or abilities Morgana told me I would develop was while I was in class one day.
I was rolling a pencil up and down my desk, with the palm of my hand.
I decided that one of my favorite powers that comic book super heroes had was telekinesis.
I tried to roll my pencil up and down my desk, with my palm just slightly above the pencil.
After a few tries, it worked. I was rolling the pencil without touching it.

The classmate to the right of me noticed.
This did not serve well with my catholic school principal.

I learned a valuable lesson that day, 'Dont let people see your damn powers'. It went down in my journal as important lesson #1

Comic Books

I was reading the 'Marvel Civil War'. Man that shit pissed me off. Mutant Registration?! What a bunch of bullshit.

Even if they could have kept their identities safe, it would suck ass having to work for the government.

I had about three dozen internet debates with people about this. I am a part of probably ten forums now that are all about mutant registration and arguing about it.

Hands-down, I would probably debate anyone on this thing, anytime.