Tell her to bring you a knitted cap.

With holes in it for dem bat ears.

Yet again, of no use here. : D

Awesomeness runs strong in the Greivi bloodline.   

Sigged.

Oh wow, I haven't been here in a long time. So many posts to catch up on. o_O

But in other news, I have been working on some projects, and I would like you guys to give a couple critiques on one of them.

<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LaJ4AvMUyk" target="_blank">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9LaJ4AvMUyk</a>

Ignore the fail walking at the end. Flash was hating me and wouldn't allow me to change the tween path. >_>;;

The basic story behind this is Luca Lombardi (the man speaking) has just recently joined the Assassin Brotherhood, but ever since, il Mentore (Ezio Auditore) has been ignoring him, as if he didn't exist. It has now become one of Luca's goals to get the Mentor to notice him and acknowledge his existence. But sadly, he's never been successful. And thus, an animation.

Give me your opinions, complaints, ideas, tips, whatever. I just want some feedback on my longest animation yet. >_>;;

I had a mildly terrifying dream/nightmare a few days ago.

Basically, I was at my elementary school after some time traveling with the Doctor, and my "friend" invites me over to his "room" to play his brand new AMAZING Japanese import-video game! I couldn't resist the offer, so I joined him, and we started level one. It was a sort of dungeon crawler in which you had teams of characters from various animes and mangas (which is strange considering I'm not a fan of these things. >_>).

But anyhow, halfway through level one, this... black face appears on the wall... It almost looked like some of the faces you'd see on Easter Island. And it just starred at us, and then it started covering the wall with an almost fuzzy black wool-like substance. I'd had enough Black Face Horror Theater and ran away, along with my "friend", to which at that point he admitted to me that the game was indeed cursed, and every time you thought about it, that face would appear and start to consume the room. Great. Oh, and remembering the face would also cause it to appear.

So now everywhere we went, these faces started to pop up, and it was that fact that kept us moving. Eventually, we split up, and my "friend" went to therapy to forget the game, while I was left to fight the black faces.

But what I distinctly remember was this garden with palm trees and two stone plateaus, one of which had a ghost walking in circles on top. And and that was where the faces appeared and screamed at me... It was quite horrifying to say the least.

After that encounter with the screaming face, I found my "friend" again and began to walk behind him, trying to get his attention. Little did I realize that I had become some sort of black silhouette. He sure realized it, though, and tried to run away. I tried to reassure him I was indeed me and not one of the face demons, but all I could make were these choking noises... that only scared him more.

And so he ran into the garden, climbing up the further rock plateau and taking rest there. I stopped outside, still terrified of my experience with the black face. He began to taunt me, elated that he was safe from me, at which point two eight feet tall samurai appeared, one behind him (who walked around in circles) and another behind me. I bowed for some reason. I guess it was to try and gain his favor. He told me to rise, and challenged me to a duel, to which I agreed, and painfully grew armor. The dream then ended as our swords clashed.

And I still keep expecting those damn faces to pop up. >_>;;

Yes. I agree. Feel yourself up.

And call Strelock.

Banned for posting while I was listening to old timely jazz music.

Banned for being here in the first place.