<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:13:30.576-05:00</updated><category term='linux'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='top 10'/><category term='rants'/><category term='Pokemon Adventure of Theft'/><category term='Universe Again'/><category term='stories'/><category term='school'/><category term='gaming'/><category term='clubs'/><category term='lolz'/><category term='the game'/><title type='text'>Pwnage</title><subtitle type='html'>Like a portal of nothingness, but also with free stuff.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-1620522168370766765</id><published>2009-10-12T18:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T18:26:31.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>random poem</title><content type='html'>Dead inside&lt;div&gt;Sick of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a cure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cure for this poison&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eyes see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart bleeds again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will I be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When can I see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Game's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give it a rest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me the key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't see no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to leave this wretched place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put a bullet through my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like I'm already dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life of death after death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why bother with it all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will it end?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I WANT IT TO END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nobody cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kill 'em all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;YOU TORTURE ME SO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;WHY CAN'T YOU SEE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;THIS IS CHAOTIC MADD=NESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;YOU'RE TOO BLIND TO SEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Set me free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Simple as that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cure me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fix me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Time to face the dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Into the wasteland I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The living dead surrounds me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;EVERYDAY IN THIS CORPSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Cold on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I died awhile ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now just physically&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blood stains on the carpet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who murdered this man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait--no--he's alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or'd she kill him again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;World of darkness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everything flashes black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The past haunting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The future daunting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A shadow looms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It strikes with fury&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But just another scar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just. Another. Scar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I see you L A U G H I N G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I see them D Y I N G &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You don't see a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;C R Y I N G &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;into the stream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oblivion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;nothing more to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who trapped me here AGAIN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let me out, Let me out, Let me out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;           LET ME OUT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing's left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;leave here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing's left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just a mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See what I saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See what you saw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      Another shell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;     Of what used to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life seems to fade away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Closing up the final light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Shunning every memory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Leaving nothing to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can't see at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How can I blame you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;for killing me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What's the reason?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The reason you be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Standing before us a new day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But not so new as much as redone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday is tomorrow with a different name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And it NEVER ENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It never ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Traped here forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Walk this path of ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Clear as bloody liquor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Smoke in the mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A figure appears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brings along Misery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Misery decides to stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stabbed in the heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cut on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Blood fills the smoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And on the figure is a face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh look, it's you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dreaming §I╚Θò8•£&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;. . . why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love thy murderer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She can't even see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What she's doing to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Love thy murderer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't take this no longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta ESCAPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gotta ESCAPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got to be FREE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tormenting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;day after day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Always the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nothing left here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nobody will care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Got to ESCAPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Put an end to the madness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; BUT I CAN'T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; THE GAME NEVER ENDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Earth falls down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just a miniscule blow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ending what's already gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fallen to the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Looks like time is round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fallen to the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Won't see no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't see no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can't bleed no more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NOTHING LEFT NO MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-1620522168370766765?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1620522168370766765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-poem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/1620522168370766765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/1620522168370766765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-poem.html' title='random poem'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-2609717628385353865</id><published>2009-09-22T17:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:18:23.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Read This</title><content type='html'>You fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-2609717628385353865?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-6126663465762142609</id><published>2009-09-07T13:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T14:45:43.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lolz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>A Balance in the School. . .</title><content type='html'>They say balance is a good thing, right?  Well after looking at the various clubs availible at the school I attend, I think a few new ones should be created to add balance.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Street Fighting Competition &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Academic competitions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Having an "intellectual duel" or whatever is all wanted at school, but what about it's opposite?  In this club, members will train on the art of illegal fighting.  There will be various events, such as field trips to the town to beat up civilians and an end-of-the-year competition in a dark alley in Chicago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Graffiti Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Art Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: All those artsy people get to create "masterpieces", but why not being more. . .direct. . .with your message?  This club is fairly straightforward: create graffiti.  Have fun with friends as we flee from cops and enjoy eating their donuts that we have the watchguy steal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Booleaders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Cheerleaders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Cheerleaders show good sportsmanship and bring up the team pride.  As Booleaders, we instead incite hate towards the other team.  Our uniforms consist of black gowns and red evil-looking masks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Hacking Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Computer Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: In hacking club, we do all damage possible to the school's network as well as general black hat hacking.  Enjoy piracy?  This is also the club for you!  Enjoy modifying official records?  Join today!  Want to practice hacking banks?  HACKER CLUB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Anti-Earth Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Every freaking earth Club availible. . .Earth Awareness, Natural Helpers, Nature Area, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: We destroy nature and whatnot!  Our fundraisers include an event where people pay to get to use various fun polluting tools to create topxic waste, destroy wildlife, and more!  We then use the money to do things such as buy coal to burn, convince auto makers to reduce fuel efficiency, burn the rainforest, and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Anti-Foreign Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Foreign Exchange, German Club, Spanish Club, Latin Club, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Come and enjoy American culture!  Speak English while eating American food such as fast food and live in the land of not-other-nations!  No culture but ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Alumni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Freshmen Class, Sophmore Class, Junior Class, Senior Class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: If you're too stupid to figure it out, you're probably still in one of the above "clubs". . .unless NCLB still exists. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: NO HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: HOPE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: An exclusive group where we enjoy our inteligence and outcast the retards!  We do things such as confusing them and mocking them.  A must-join for nonconformists!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Lock Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Key Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Destroy the community!  We do many things including spreading hate, littering, vandalism, hurting people, destroying public areas, arson, murder, stealing from the poor, and destroying the local food supply!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: National Dishonor Society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: National Honor Society&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Are you a dishonorable person?  Do basically all adults(and more) hate you?  Well now you can be in the most dishonorable club--no--SOCIETY, the nation has seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: SOSADD (Students Opposing Students Against Drunk Driving) (pronounced so-sad-d)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: SADD (Students Against Drunk Driving) (Pronounced sad-d)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Encourage your fellow humans to drink and drive cause it's thrilling!  On a daily basis, we stand at the exits of the parking lots and hand out beer.  We also bring a keg to all school functions, especially Prom and Homecoming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Arguing and Fight team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Speech and Debate Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Not a fan of "civilized discussion"?  No problem!  This team has regular competitions in which a highly controversial topic is brought up and then all contenders are to begin arguin over it.  If a brawl does not ensue within ten minutes, liquor will be brought out, as well as the materials for Motolov cocktails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Discrimination Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: STAND (Students Together And Naturally Diverse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: This is a segregationist club.  We cleanse the school of everyone who looks, sounds, or believes differently!  Join if you wish to preserve your culture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Anarchy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Student Council&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: ANARCHY!  We do not meet ever and have no leaders.  Our activities include harassing admins, teachers, authority in general, and the "student government".  Why the h3ll should we listen to them?  We didn't get to choose them, so they are useless to us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Nameless News&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: School Newspaper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Description: Sick of the politically correct brainwashing watered-down crap in the normal paper?  We are totally anonymous and therefore say it like it is and dis what we want!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Drug Club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balances: Nothing in particular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deskription: Do drugs.  Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-6126663465762142609?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6126663465762142609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/balance-in-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/6126663465762142609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/6126663465762142609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/09/balance-in-school.html' title='A Balance in the School. . .'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-1461460741838573807</id><published>2009-08-15T15:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T15:58:49.895-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top 10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gaming'/><title type='text'>10 Most Annoying Ways to Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;10. Being near an exploding vehicle in Call of Duty 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        This would qualify for a higher spot in some cases.  But admit it, using a car for cover and then having it explode is quite annoying.  Although it is quite avoidable, so it can't be put up too high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Mining a full pack of runite ore only to have a Renevant immeadately kill you in Runescape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        This is rather self-explanatory.  You work for an hour to get all the runite, jumping from world to world.  Then a Renevant comes and kills you.  Not to mention the loss of other items you brought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Having a Pirannah eat you in Jak and Daxter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Who isn't annoyed by this?  You get pretty far.  You fall in the water and some fish just jumps up and eats you.  Unavoidable as well once you're a few feet in open water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Losing after an excessively long intro on Guitar Hero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        This points to songs such as Raining Blood and Black Sunshine.  You spend about a minute waiting for the intro, then you lose.  Some people, like me, have damaged their guitars because of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Having the ball go in the unreachable spot between the flippers in basically any pinball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Seriously, this can get badly annoying.  Especially if you are a few points from the bonus life when this happens.  And you're on your last life.  Any way this happens, the arcade you are at might be suing you for the broken machine as you try to hide your crowbar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Losing to a weak enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        You think you can win, and you should.  But then you lose.  Especially annoying if in front of other people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Dying at the end of a level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Nobody likes this.  Ever.  You spend time getting to the end, and then you lose.  Of course, this is expected in games like Guitar Hero where you have hard solos. Plus, you can magnify this when it was a hard level, lacking checkpoints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Losing your whole party in Pokemon Red or Blue to someone who killed them all with Hyper Beam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        If you don't know, back in the old Pokemon games, if you killed someone with Hyper Beam, you didn't have to recharge.  This would be really cheap if something with obscenely high attack or increased attack killed your whole party before you could even hit them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Losing repeatedly to a boss because you have no idea what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        This could outlined in many ways.  Like the first boss in Super Mario Land.  It eats all your lives pretty quickly.  Really any boss where you don't know what to do is annoying.  Of course, this can't be #1 because we have walkthroughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Losing power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        This is the worst.  Whether your annoying friend or sibling unplugs the game or there's a thunderstorm, this can be extremely irritating.  This can be worsened in situations where you can only quicksave, like Mystery Dungeon, or your online fighting and your die because you couldn't log out in time and you can't stop it because the power's gone.  This could take on many scenearios.  Even Animal Crossing makes this annoying by the evil Mr. Resseti.  Or losing power while saving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-1461460741838573807?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1461460741838573807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-most-annoying-ways-to-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/1461460741838573807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/1461460741838573807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/10-most-annoying-ways-to-die.html' title='10 Most Annoying Ways to Die'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-3302717547901823871</id><published>2009-08-14T14:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:03:37.412-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Music downloading and stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="textblock"&gt;I've been reading into this, and it seems with the widespread popularity of broadband, many people are downloading BECAUSE THEY CAN. They'll download hundreds of hours worth and often never listen to a good portion. Are the artists losing out? I think not.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, the RIAA's idea of how much money downloaders have is absurd. Most downloaders are teens or college students. Neither can afford to buy the many albums, but sharing makes it possible.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, downloading can sometimes BOOST sales. If you never heard of an artist, would you invest $16 in a CD? I doubt it, especially if that's all your free money for the month.(or more) However, if you download the songs, you can then decide. I, along with many others, will buy CDs that contain songs we downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that is availability. In the US, I dare you to find music by Sonata Arctica, Helloween, X Japan, Dragonland, Rhapsody of Fire, Lost Horizon, Power Quest. I'm having trouble finding a physical copy of their songs I downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the concept of SHARING indicates that SOMEONE bought it. Is it wrong(morally) to copy a song for your friend? Maybe let them listen to the album before they buy it? Well P2P simply gives you more "friends".&lt;br /&gt;If every file sharer was to be locked away as per copyright law, there would not be any room in any prison. Imagine 70% of 13-24 y.o. being locked up for 25 years. The country would be screwed. Not to mention the millions of dollars we don't have and can't pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's again look at my choices.  I want Craze Album by EmoteBand.  My choices are:&lt;br /&gt;1-Buy the CD&lt;br /&gt;2-Buy a CD by a similar artist&lt;br /&gt;3-Steal the CD&lt;br /&gt;4-Download it off a torrent&lt;br /&gt;5-Do nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice 1 gives EmoteBand $15 and they now have 1 less copy.&lt;br /&gt;Choice 2 leaves EmoteBand the same.&lt;br /&gt;Choice 3 leaves them with 1 less copy.(hence they lose, hence immoral)&lt;br /&gt;Choice 4 leaves them the same.&lt;br /&gt;Choice 5 leaves them the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, 4, and 5 have the same effect on EmoteBand, why is 4 so bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-3302717547901823871?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3302717547901823871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-downloading-and-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/3302717547901823871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/3302717547901823871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/08/music-downloading-and-stuff.html' title='Music downloading and stuff'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-6666349865896221349</id><published>2009-07-30T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:38:51.217-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;“Glass Trap”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Looking through the looking glass&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Waiting for the pain to pass&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Heart beats weaker; tears stain the shield&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;With trickery and deception, words they wield&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Lost forever where I don't belong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Look around and know something's wrong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;But what will be the cost?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Of being foreverlost?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Nowhere in sight there be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Something to set me free&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Why'm I here?  Why'm I there?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Who locked me in this cage?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Life bleeds death&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Flesh bleeds blood&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;They bleed lies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;I bleed pain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Who knows the answer?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;The answer to the story&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Who knows the way?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;The way to belight&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Breathe in&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Breathe out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Bullet in&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Life out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-6666349865896221349?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6666349865896221349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/glass-trap-looking-through-looking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/6666349865896221349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/6666349865896221349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/glass-trap-looking-through-looking.html' title=''/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-2581994815278640384</id><published>2009-07-30T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:28:20.838-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linux'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"And Chapter One"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;“And Chapter One”     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And greed was in power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And evil had risen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And ignorance to the light is all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And there was no safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the light was dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the light was gathered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And they came to the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And they built the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And they bent the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the light shined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the greed hid the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the evil hid the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the light pushed through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the followers kept freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And they spread the freedom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the light was spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  And the war continues   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-2581994815278640384?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2581994815278640384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-chapter-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2581994815278640384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2581994815278640384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-chapter-one.html' title='&quot;And Chapter One&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-6152606211533057922</id><published>2009-07-29T13:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:19:12.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Goodbye to this World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;“Goodbye to this World”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;So sad now her tears run blood&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Our end has come and no longer a dream&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;What we wanted most shall now make us scream&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;She cries to the air of despair&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;And her friends give her such love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;That fills her memories like hand in glove&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;The time of dread is the time of dream&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;At least to me that is what it seem&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;s to be in the Land of Broken Dreams&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Time to fly free from this wasteland&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;But is it truly so desolate and dead?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Or is that simply a trick in the head?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Life flies into a new chapter--&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;To dawn over a new world, good or not&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Ready or not you will go, will you rise or rot?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Death is still so far away&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;With the flame's dousement not today&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;The Fountain of Youth keeps spitting&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Our paths may soon cross a-gain&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;But if I never see you again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Well that's a shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So live on with your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;See the world and out with strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now's the time; sadness glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-6152606211533057922?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/6152606211533057922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-to-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/6152606211533057922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/6152606211533057922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-to-this-world.html' title='&quot;Goodbye to this World&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-2818194632051727604</id><published>2009-07-29T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:44:33.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Invisible"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="Standard"&gt;“Invisible”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;If you have the time. . . .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Look at me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;I'm invisible&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Not that you have the time. . .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;I'm alone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Because no one sees me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Because I'm invisible&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Because I'm alone&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;You don't notice&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;You don't care&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;I don't exist&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Not in your world&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;MY world is solitude&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Not on the radar&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Invisibility. . . . .&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;A power?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Or a weakness?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Trapped inside--&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;--of myself&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;Nobody sees to save me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="Standard"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-2818194632051727604?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2818194632051727604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/invisible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2818194632051727604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2818194632051727604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/invisible.html' title='&quot;Invisible&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-7132587116728752544</id><published>2009-07-26T16:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:33:19.815-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>"Do Not X-Ray"</title><content type='html'>Going through random files on my computer, I found an old story I wrote for a contest in 7th grade.  I decided to post it because I'm bored ^_^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:200%"&gt;Do Not X-Ray&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:22.0pt;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred woke up one day and brushed his teeth.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Happily swinging his arms, he walked to the door after he heard the doorbell.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With a wide grin, he opened the door and found a mysterious package. It was labeled, “Do not X-ray.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He took the mysterious package and dropped it on his table.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The table broke into vapor and the package began untaping itself and then it opened!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred heard a voice say, “Dreamland is not well!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The Nightmares are attacking!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fred put a hand into the light of the box to pull whatever it was, out.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The box squeezed his hand and began growing on his arm.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Soon it reached his shoulder. It conformed very tightly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It went to his stomach, and it stopped at his neck in the other direction.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was now to his knees and it seemed he couldn’t move!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His screams were useless; nobody was around!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the box had reached his feet, it trickled up his neck.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His breathing was completely blocked, but it did not matter!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His eyes began breathing!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The box finally covered the last blade of his hair.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;He looked, expecting to be dead, but it seemed he was completely alive!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He looked and saw a hardwood floor. He must have been in his own house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe a bad dream, but how’d he get to the very middle of his house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He mumbled, “Where am I?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;He received a rude reply of, “Monster!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Get out of my house!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw a broom fly at him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He flew onto the lawn.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw the house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was his!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He walked in the window and saw himself!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He yelled, “Where am I?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Several people, who were identical to his neighbors, looked at him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;A tall man, about 9 feet tall, wearing a silver suit and a top hat that covered his face appeared.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He single-handedly grabbed Fred on the top of the head.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He squeezed his head. Fred screamed. He felt he was going to die soon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The pressure lessened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred looked and saw he was flying!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He said, “Who are you?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;The person holding him while flying replied, “I’m Jorge.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“And where are we?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Not important.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; are important.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Why?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“You hold some great power here?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“How?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“There are strange creatures that are attacking occasionally. You have complete control over them, but you don’t know how.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“I don’t know &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;what &lt;/i&gt;I can control, never mind &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After saying that, giant creatures flew at Fred and Jorge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Jorge dropped Fred.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Think about being able to fly!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Why?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Do it or die!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After Jorge yelled that, Fred thought about soaring the skies.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He spread his arms and he began flying!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Wow!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is amazing!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Just fight the creatures!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With that Fred swung a foot at the creature, but the creature became intangible. The ghostly purple ball stuck its tongue out and Fred grabbed it!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He swung the creature around and threw it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately, it hit Jorge and he flew into the lava below.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred dissipated into the air and reappeared in a perfectly cubical, white room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A blue blob was before him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It said, “I am Blob! Welcome to DreamLand, Fred!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Why am I here?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Because you hold the nightmares!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“What do you mean?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Back in the real world, Bob, Fred’s enemy, showed up at his house to see what he could do.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw the door was open, so he waddled on in.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw the box that said, “Do not X-Ray” on it and walked away with a smile.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Meanwhile, Fred was still in the Blob’s room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Blob said, “You’ve had nightmares before!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those creatures attack DreamLand every time someone has one.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They swarm from the house of the person.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, from their Dream House.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“What’s a Dream House?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“For every person in the real world, there is a Dream person to match.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If anyone has a nightmare in the real world, the nightmare swarms in the Dream person’s house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Normally this is fine because people can kill the Nightmares easily.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you wake up, then they go away.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You dream especially long, therefore you have much power here. You ‘Mares have escaped off Dream Earth into the rest of DreamLand!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“How do I stop them?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“By dreaming.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If they attack, all you must do is dream your way through.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“But all I can dream when I have nightmares is . . . nightmares!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Right after saying that, more nightmares appeared in the Blob’s room.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Blob yelled, “Stop them!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of a sudden, a lightsaber appeared in Fred’s hands.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He skillfully fought the ninjas into the walls.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They vaporized as he sliced them, but more appeared!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fred kept fighting these things.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He accidentally hit the wall and the room broke apart!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fred and Blob were falling through the sky when they landed on a huge gray cloud!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;It was storming below and their cloud was running down!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The ninjas were growing quickly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fred thought up an idea!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;He jumped above the head of the ninja in front of him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The one behind threw a star at Fred, but just then, Fred pulled out a mirror!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The star bounced down at the ninja below him!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unluckily, this caused the cloud to break.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was hit by lightening. He passed out on the ground.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count: 1"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;During his time passed out, Bob was still heading to the X-Ray center.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He X-Rayed the box, ignoring the warning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred woke up, still in DreamLand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was on the side of an unusual freeway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cars were flying at well over 400 miles per hour!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They were of all colors.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He noticed something. Giant purple blobs were flying everywhere.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A man in a wizard suit appeared. He said, “Someone is X-Raying us!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don’t get hit.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He teleported the two to the top of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Capitol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;, the highest point in DreamLand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Few purple blobs were at this altitude.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The wizard said, “Fred, look up. You can see the person looking down at us.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They X-Rayed DreamLand. Neither Nightmares nor good ones are saved from the X-Ray blobs.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred replied, “How do we?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“Dream.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Fred nodded. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He jumped to the sky with Bob’s face in it. He flung a bag of chips at Bob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was useless.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was falling as the tower shrunk below him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He jumped off a nearby cloud and flew closer to Bob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When he was 5 feet from infinity, it climbed 5 feet higher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;In his hand appeared a keyblade.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw a keyhole in the sky.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was about to hit it when a purple blob sucked him in. He seemed to be immune!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nightmares swarmed around him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He burst the blob open and swung the key at a Nightmare.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He bounced off the exploding Nightmare and jumped from one to the other, flinging himself closer to Bob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He had a perfect line with the keyhole and he threw his key.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The sky shattered like glass, but it fell like plastic wrap.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Meanwhile, the radiation blew back on Bob in the real world after witnessing the whole scene.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Being evil, he set the box on fire.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;The wizard yelled, “Oh no, Fred!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DreamLand is burning.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Fred yelled in reply, “I can save us all, I know how!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He grabbed a hoverboard that happened to be falling next to him and flew, somehow still having a keyblade.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The plastic wrap was coming down quickly, but with the edges of DreamLand burning, he had a way out!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;He reached the edge and he saw millions backing away from the fire burning.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;DreamLand was a dodecagon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw the plastic wrap burning slightly faster.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was about a foot to slip in to the above.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He aimed himself to slip through and turned slightly off.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was on fire.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The nightmares were chasing him again!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He grabbed the bucket of water off the front of the board and doused the flames on himself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He grabbed the two nightmares that could fly and stole their wings. He attached them to himself.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He flew to the darkness opening. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;He woke up. He was in his bed, and he felt like he just woke up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He ran to the X-Ray center.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw Bob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The box wasn’t burning at all quickly.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was still about half left.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He smacked Bob. He put out the fire and reentered DreamLand.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He saw quite a few dead. He revived many through his newly gained skills.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He repaired the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Capitol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Tower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;All tat remained was to rid the area of Nightmares.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He went to his Dream House and burned it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;His dream self wouldn’t normally allow it, but Blob convinced him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The house burned and all the Nightmares escaped Fred’s mind.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After several hours, they were eliminated.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He asked Blob and the wizard, “Should I seal off the real world to stop Nightmares?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;The wizard replied,” No, for we are all dreams.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That man who tried to burn us is also a problem.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hide the box well, and then finish Bob.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;“How will I prevent myself from having Nightmares?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Blob replied, “You know what you must do to stop this.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;With a tear in his eye Fred left DreamLand, sealing the exit behind him.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When he returned to the real world, he ran to the X-Ray center.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He fought Bob.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He threw Bob and ran several hundred X-Rays on Bob’s head.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know what happened next.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He hid the box in the ground.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;He was finished with all the ties to help DreamLand. With an entire world at stake, he knew what Blob meant.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He climbed to the top of an average building in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma"&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He stood on the edge.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was dark and stormy.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The wind blew his blue coat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He turned around.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He leaned back.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-7132587116728752544?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7132587116728752544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-not-x-ray.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/7132587116728752544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/7132587116728752544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/do-not-x-ray.html' title='&quot;Do Not X-Ray&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-517830136230877996</id><published>2009-07-20T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:33:41.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon Adventure of Theft'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Adventure of Theft-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre-wrap; "&gt;So I'm starting back at Floroma because my AR made my game lock up. I go through the process again with my underleveled team, quickly reaching Mars.  Her team is all leveled higher than mine, so I get a pretty heavy beating before reaching my target Purugly.  I focus on landing attacks.  My Rampardos gets a few headbutts in, but is subdued soon enough.  Turtwig can get one rock smash in.  Abra is too slow and fragile to do anything except die.  Piplup is still on the weak side.  I fail. \Again. And again. Finally I have Purugly in the yellow on my fourth try and Piplup is fresh to the battlefield.  Miraculously my second pokeball snags the Purugly.  My fastest recruit.  The professor dude and his daughter were happy, but she seemed more concerned about his odor &gt;________&gt; Okay, so I hit the PKMN Centre and heal up before heading to the next destination of failure.  Eterna forest is quickly found and the random girl insists I escort her.  I get free healing, so no big deal.  By the end of the forest, my pokemon are all near their evolution levels.  I go through the trainers in Eterna Gym and cancel evolution on Abra, Piplup, and Turtwig.  I want the faster leveling right now.  I go to the leader and my already damaged team is bashed by her Turtwig.  I head in again and get pwn'd by a Roserade(I wish the last center I visted wasn't all the way back in Floroma).   I'll post the battle later.  I WILL catch that Roserade!(and I suppose that means Turtwig will be obsoleted.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-517830136230877996?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/517830136230877996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/517830136230877996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/517830136230877996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-4.html' title='Pokemon Adventure of Theft-4'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-7557968492508234632</id><published>2009-07-19T12:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:36:00.847-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Months</title><content type='html'>January-"Official" new year begins.  Make unreasonable resolutions.&lt;div&gt;Februrary-Midwinter stretch.  Time takes forever to pass and it's quite useless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March-Winter is hopefully over.  Be happy for spring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April-Curse spring for unpredictable weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May-Allergy month.  Entire body shuts down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June-Summer.  Start to try to get stuff going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July-Creativity drought.  Not much to do but try to relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August-Year starts again.  Everyone ready to kill.(not literally 0_0)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September-New year excitement dies.  Back to the grind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October-Halloween.  Also prepare for holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November-Worst month.  Bad stuffs always happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December-Best month.  Full of energy and happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-7557968492508234632?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/7557968492508234632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/7557968492508234632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/7557968492508234632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/months.html' title='Months'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-2568738023421564094</id><published>2009-07-15T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:33:41.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon Adventure of Theft'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Adventure of Theft--3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Okay, so I bought my AR used and it doesn't like to work too well. I froze up and had to back up. Luckily my save point was right where I left off. Also, I was incorret above: I went to Floroma, not Hearthrome.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, head north. Two fools are guarding the entrance. Suppose they'll pay later. Head east and. . .some little girl wants me to find her papa? (Yes, I am typing this post as I play). Okay, two more goons to be subdued later. I head to the windworks and finally get a challenge! His Glameow is equal in level to my Abra, so I'm probably leveled a bit low. Easy pwnage, nonetheless. I try to open the door but "It's locked from the inside!" That reminds me of the episode where a maid was fired for punctuation. . .&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I head back west and into Floroma and now the meadows. "We have it[the honey] to attract pokemon in great numbers!" Heh. . .Marriland made a scene.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, looks like the AR screwed up again. Back to the beginning. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-2568738023421564094?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2568738023421564094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2568738023421564094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2568738023421564094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-3.html' title='Pokemon Adventure of Theft--3'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-4281667914392503993</id><published>2009-07-15T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:33:41.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon Adventure of Theft'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Adventure of Theft--2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;So I continue on my quest to steal the best pokemon. I crash into Jaub(my rival) and steal his Turtwing to cover for Piplup. I also manage to steal an Abra from the trainer's school. It had decent stats and a HP Dark, which I suppose is nice. I head north and steal a Psyduck. &lt;br /&gt;It's time to hit the first gym. I head in and pwn through the first two trainers. Roark is a bit more of a problem for me. Geodude and Onix hold no power over me, but Cranidos is higher leveled than any of my pokemon and can OHKO with headbutt. So I fail the first time and the second time. &lt;br /&gt;I start the final battle with Psyduck. He uses water gun to eliminate the first two competitors. Then Cranidos comes out and is too fast for the little level 10 psyduck. Instant knockout. Piplup is level 15 at this point(so many trials) and manages to strike first. Bubble does a little damage to Cranidos. Then headbutt kicks Piplup down a LOT. Bubble again to get Cranidos to the low-ish yellow. Headbutt takes Piplup to the deep red. Not wanting to take a chance, I throw a Pokeball and secure the leader's Cranidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm done with that. Good. I realize having both Psyduck and Piplup is rather redundant type-wise, so Psyduck is banished to the land of BOX 1. I head east, foolishly, and into the cave. I get lost in the eastern part of it and get royally confused. I also realize how weak Shinx is. Shinx is terrible and is put at the back of the party to let Abra take command with his 00ber special attack.&lt;br /&gt;After fumbling around in there, I try going the *right* way and go north. I find Dawn, Rowan, and two oafs known as Galactic. I go into battle. I try to catch Dawn's Chimchar, but you apparently can't aim the pokeball so I accidently catch a stupid Zubat. It will die. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I continue north and ignore most trainers until Hearthrome. I stuff the Zubat and Shinx into the prison of BOX 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-4281667914392503993?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4281667914392503993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/4281667914392503993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/4281667914392503993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-2.html' title='Pokemon Adventure of Theft--2'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-5117609931350930858</id><published>2009-07-15T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:33:41.069-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon Adventure of Theft'/><title type='text'>Pokemon Adventure of Theft--1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;As we all know the "What do you want for next gen" topics always appear and a common one is "Be able to catch trainers' pokemon". So I decided last night I'm going to try to play the game this way using my AR. That's the only code I'm allowing and to be a bit fair I'm only allowing five pokemon in my party at a time and no wild ones.&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;So I start up the game and get annoyed by the slow text and walking speed. The AR screws me a few times and I end up trying three times. So after fifteen minutes my official run starts and I remember to save.&lt;br /&gt;Go through the standard procedure and head up to the lake. I decide I'll go with the Piplup because Empoleon is the most badass of the finals(my character is supposed to have a dark edge to him). Battle my way into Sandgem and deal with the normal beginning. an't catch anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I get to the part where Dawn gives me some pokeballs. I go through and most trainers don't interest me enough to warant stealing their pokemon. Finally a girl on Route 202 has a Shinx. Dark enough for me for now, so i weaken it and throw a pokeball. Harder than wilds to catch, oddly enough. I catch her Shinx and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-5117609931350930858?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5117609931350930858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/5117609931350930858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/5117609931350930858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-adventure-of-theft-1.html' title='Pokemon Adventure of Theft--1'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-3123137163461306077</id><published>2009-07-14T10:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:59:35.508-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the game'/><title type='text'>Something nobody ever expected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WON THE GAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I know most, if not all, of you will be telling me it's impossible.  But it's not.  I really won the game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-3123137163461306077?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/3123137163461306077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-nobody-ever-expected.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/3123137163461306077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/3123137163461306077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/something-nobody-ever-expected.html' title='Something nobody ever expected.'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-2634580212519491548</id><published>2009-07-11T16:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:34:43.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universe Again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Universe Again Chapter 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Peter was running to The Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He checked his watch; it was 8:59 and he still had a fair distance to go.  Hopefully Straight Killer would be lenient with time.  Peter whisked all thought to the back of his mind and focused on running.  His watched beeped to signal that the hour had flipped right as he arrived at a block before The Square.  Something wasn't right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He approached The quare and it was too calm.  Empty, it was.  He walked into the center and there was no life around him.  It was, however, extremely bright.  But the Sun wasn't shining too brightly and there weren't any powered-on streetlights.  He looked around and saw a silhouette of a man on a rooftop.  He walked to the side of the building the man was standing on.  The man was obviously holding an extremely lumnious object.  Peter yelled, "Who are you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am. . .your master."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"What are you talking about?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I am. . .your master.  I. . .control you.  You are. . .mine."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter was confused by the stranger's words.  "What do you want, Straight Killer?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stranger seemed angry at the name, "Straight Killer?  What about him?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter became aware that he was not talking to who he thought he was talking to.  "Straight Killer told me to come here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oooo.  That means he'll undoubtedly be here soon."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter asked, "Who are you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A voice came from behind him.  "Jakub.  He came to destroy."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The figure stepped out of the shadows and dropped inches in front of Peter.  He revealed to be of the same height as Peter and quite similar appearance.  He spoke to the one behind Peter.  "Yes, Straight Killer, I am Jakub, and I came to destroy.  Is this your newest?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter backed up and bumped into a taller, thinner man.  Black hair covers his face for the most part, so Peter is unable to figure out what Straight's face looks like.  He said, "That is none of your concern.  Vanish!"  While Straight was talking, Peter made a dash out of The Square, but an invisible force would not let him escape.  "Sorry, Peter, but you cannot leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jakub said, "I will annihilate you!  You know my side is right!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No.  You will never win, for the side of light shall prevail."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter asked, "Seriously, what is this?  And why do I have the seventeeth key?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jakub's eyes widened.  "This kid has the seventeeth key?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Straight answered, "Uhh. . .no, he does not."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You know I don't like it when you lie.  Now I'm afraid I'm going to have to stop you before you open the door.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The sides of The Square had walls of light appear.  Straight Killer's hair and suit turned from death black to blinding white.  He shot a strange beam from hand; it was blinding light.  It beamed straight past Jakub as he had missed.  Jakub disapeeared and reappeared on the other side and bashed Straight in the back of the head.  Peter remained on the sideline.  Straight fell to the ground and Jakub moved in towards Peter who backed against the walls of light which were turning darker and darker.  Jakub was about to grip Peter's shoulder when a circle of light surrounded him and imprisoned him.  Peter ran to the side, staying against the wall.  Straight rose into the air and shot another bean of light at the immobile Jakub.  The prison of light shattered and Jakub fell to the ground.  Jakub sunk into the ground and the ground itself turned black.  Peter felt himself slowly sinking into it.  Straight saw this and flew over to lift him up, but the ground held strong.  Straight figured the only way to get Peter out would be to stop the darkness.  He fired several beams of light into the ground and it slowly lightened, but quickly turned back to black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Seems it's no use," Straight said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"So I'm stuck here?" asked Peter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;"No.  It's just time to enter Darkbeam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;Peter was confused.  "I thought we wanted to open Lightbeam."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;"Yes, but it seems we must first defeat Jakub.  I never thought it would come to this, but I'm afraid it has.  And now it you are being dragged itno this as a keyholder."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Well, I suppose I have no choice.  Let's go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-2634580212519491548?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/2634580212519491548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/universe-again-chapter-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2634580212519491548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/2634580212519491548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/universe-again-chapter-2.html' title='Universe Again Chapter 2'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-8800336904542363627</id><published>2009-07-11T15:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:57:55.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Death Goes On"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves of insanity, crashing down&lt;br /&gt;Shores of the mind eroding away&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough we all go insane&lt;br /&gt;Our laughter as we fly our minds away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain stings like a wasp&lt;br /&gt;With happiness out of grasp&lt;br /&gt;We weep in sweet misery&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the deadly day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives end, oh no!&lt;br /&gt;But so peacefully we lie&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to worry, it's all decided&lt;br /&gt;We rest now, world left for war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explosions around the graves&lt;br /&gt;Bodies unburied, Bodies burning&lt;br /&gt;The fight continues as the dead die&lt;br /&gt;In peace, they laugh, free from it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die!  Now, you must wait for the call&lt;br /&gt;However you go, it must be done&lt;br /&gt;The sword stabbing, the gun firing&lt;br /&gt;Today is here, not sure about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, as done death&lt;br /&gt;Insanity still crushing our minds&lt;br /&gt;Pain still tearing us apart&lt;br /&gt;As we go on, it all continues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-8800336904542363627?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8800336904542363627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/death-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;Why am I trapped here?&lt;br /&gt;Who did this?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trapped in a box.&lt;br /&gt;No exit in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A glimmering light shines from the walls,&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting from a single source.&lt;br /&gt;I follow the light path,&lt;br /&gt;Crashing into myself with every step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror walls confuse me.&lt;br /&gt;I try as I might, but they be my guide.&lt;br /&gt;Smashing would be my demise.&lt;br /&gt;Hatred and anger be my demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes deceiving me.&lt;br /&gt;My mind fighting me.&lt;br /&gt;I crash every step.&lt;br /&gt;In my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't a clue where I am.&lt;br /&gt;How far I've come.&lt;br /&gt;What is left.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't a clue who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-1628075345139582714?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/1628075345139582714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/fighting-myself-mirror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/1628075345139582714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/1628075345139582714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/fighting-myself-mirror.html' title='&quot;Fighting Myself a Mirror&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-2634029680961086452</id><published>2009-07-11T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:57:55.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Sky"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;Gazing at the stars&lt;br /&gt;Each one a light&lt;br /&gt;Shining for years&lt;br /&gt;And going down with a bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unnoticing the dark sky&lt;br /&gt;Freckled with stars&lt;br /&gt;All ensuing mystery&lt;br /&gt;Forever—Forever—Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absorbing the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Dark and light/Mystery and guidance&lt;br /&gt;Our lives not even&lt;br /&gt;The sky leads us at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the Sun&lt;br /&gt;Burning retinas to see the light&lt;br /&gt;Our life source, so miniscule&lt;br /&gt;And we all don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Dark or light—always gray&lt;br /&gt;The shapes blocking the Sun&lt;br /&gt;But gives us water to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the day sky&lt;br /&gt;There for us always&lt;br /&gt;Us there rarely&lt;br /&gt;A common combination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night sky and day sky&lt;br /&gt;Warring for the right&lt;br /&gt;Both ignored in their own way&lt;br /&gt;Always there, always free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-2634029680961086452?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-8905818727004064867</id><published>2009-07-11T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:57:55.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Far Away Light"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;So far away&lt;br /&gt;We all are&lt;br /&gt;Clawing at nothing&lt;br /&gt;Wandering at a light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light shines bright&lt;br /&gt;Darkness encases&lt;br /&gt;Like a laser the light be&lt;br /&gt;Shooting eternally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams be flying&lt;br /&gt;Nightmares be drowning&lt;br /&gt;Hopes be lifting&lt;br /&gt;Sadness be trapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes and dreams shining light&lt;br /&gt;Sad nightmares forever dark&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a path&lt;br /&gt;The path be obvious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blindness to the light be surrounding&lt;br /&gt;One path, blazing through darkness&lt;br /&gt;Forever hoping&lt;br /&gt;Forever dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-8905818727004064867?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8905818727004064867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/far-away-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/8905818727004064867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/8905818727004064867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/far-away-light.html' title='&quot;Far Away Light&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-8796787225252171280</id><published>2009-07-11T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:57:55.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>"Broken and Shattered"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Heart Breaks&lt;br /&gt;Another Heart shatters&lt;br /&gt;Feelings torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Another death to a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternal darkness forever looming&lt;br /&gt;The search for the only one&lt;br /&gt;Finally finds an end&lt;br /&gt;Only to be crushed as love is lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love and lose—&lt;br /&gt;Or never love?&lt;br /&gt;The first is pain—&lt;br /&gt;The latter emptiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;The pain burns through&lt;br /&gt;Every thought they know&lt;br /&gt;Their hearts have been broken&lt;br /&gt;Torn, shattered, killed, deadened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They scream in pain for their love&lt;br /&gt;But rejection kills them inside-out&lt;br /&gt;Locked in the box of insanity&lt;br /&gt;They know what they want, but that kills their chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A broken heart is a repairable wound&lt;br /&gt;But the wound only fights its healing&lt;br /&gt;As we're all too shallow to ever realize&lt;br /&gt;The eternal pain and insanity without a heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-8796787225252171280?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8796787225252171280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-and-shattered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/8796787225252171280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/8796787225252171280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken-and-shattered.html' title='&quot;Broken and Shattered&quot;'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-8642391368925149063</id><published>2009-07-11T14:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:57:55.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Acrostics</title><content type='html'>Okay, so awhile ago I got quite bored and decided to make a few of these.  Study hall gets boring. . .&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="textblock"&gt;Oh please!&lt;br /&gt;Bomb us all!&lt;br /&gt;Anti-American&lt;br /&gt;Mockery&lt;br /&gt;Annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton&lt;br /&gt;News&lt;br /&gt;Network&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costly&lt;br /&gt;Hateful&lt;br /&gt;Anti-intelligent&lt;br /&gt;Neo-commie&lt;br /&gt;Gabbling&lt;br /&gt;Erratic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;Noways&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;Half&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;br /&gt;Ends&lt;br /&gt;Never&lt;br /&gt;Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death&lt;br /&gt;Inevitable&lt;br /&gt;End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living&lt;br /&gt;Is&lt;br /&gt;Very&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost&lt;br /&gt;Overt&lt;br /&gt;Sucky&lt;br /&gt;Exit&lt;br /&gt;Raucous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying&lt;br /&gt;Extreme&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;br /&gt;Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live&lt;br /&gt;In&lt;br /&gt;Farque&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away&lt;br /&gt;The only&lt;br /&gt;Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally&lt;br /&gt;Pesky&lt;br /&gt;Annoyance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghastly&lt;br /&gt;Remains&lt;br /&gt;Emitting&lt;br /&gt;Endless&lt;br /&gt;Nuisance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polling&lt;br /&gt;Obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;Lying&lt;br /&gt;Irritating&lt;br /&gt;Taxing&lt;br /&gt;Innecessary&lt;br /&gt;Careless&lt;br /&gt;Insensitive&lt;br /&gt;Anti-productive&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense&lt;br /&gt;Senseless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great&lt;br /&gt;Evil&lt;br /&gt;Eminent&lt;br /&gt;Killer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hounding&lt;br /&gt;Attack&lt;br /&gt;Covering&lt;br /&gt;Kills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not useful&lt;br /&gt;Obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;Ohh&lt;br /&gt;Boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-8642391368925149063?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/8642391368925149063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/acrostics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/8642391368925149063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/8642391368925149063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/acrostics.html' title='Acrostics'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-5232495484774468798</id><published>2009-07-09T18:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:08:31.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Chat Stuff</title><content type='html'>Sok, so 've been Facebook-ing for awhile and a common problem with chat is that you can't get a message across as well because of total lack of body language, tone, etc.  Luckily emoticons and formatting can help resolve this issue.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emoticons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy face     =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very useful for happy things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happier face =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very useful for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happier&lt;/span&gt; things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glasses face 8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this could be nerdy or something.  Or if you get glasses.  Or even a semi-cool face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool glasses face 8-|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cool moments, w00t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tongue face =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'll do whatever I want =P"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tired and/or sleeping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Winky face ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obvious, here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yayz face ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAYZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Epic laughter face &gt;:o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PWNED &gt;:o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Epic laughter face  XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same as before, but awesomer and doesn't change to a yellow face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sad face =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very useful for sad things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angy face &gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very useful for things that anger you, or annoy you, or etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like above, but not yellow and is more awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cat face :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Useful for. . .&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt; situations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shock face :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When shocked. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trippin' O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spooky. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;0_0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My face.  Obviously the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evil!  3:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When happy and evil.  And evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angel  o:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When happy and not evil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kiss :*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give a virtual kiss.  Cuz it has MEANING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heart &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It expresses love, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robo :|]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For. . .ah screw it, this has no real use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putnam  :putnam:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;. . .wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shark (^^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Formatting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Formatting can make a huge difference.  Especially when maing emphasis.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*text*   Makes text bold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_text_  Makes text underlined&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There ya go.  Now go annoy your friends with all these random emotes! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-5232495484774468798?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5232495484774468798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-chat-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/5232495484774468798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/5232495484774468798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-chat-stuff.html' title='Facebook Chat Stuff'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4659444720298907777.post-5476225392013292510</id><published>2009-07-07T17:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:34:43.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Universe Again'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Universe Again Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And so it began was the new realm discovered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter woke up on a cold winter morning, in the time before the light.  He knew that thingts would not be right that day, but he carried on with the norm.  He creeped out of bed and turned on his computer.  The normal ring sounded and he logged onto the SiteFeed.  None of his friends were online.  But he had the strangest friend request.  It was from a user by "Straight Killer".  He found it odd, but he hit accept to see what this stranger could hold in store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Immeadiately a chat window popped open.  Straight Killer was on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Straight Killer&lt;/span&gt;-Hello, Human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Rainson&lt;/span&gt;-Hello?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stright Killer&lt;/span&gt;-I have a task for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Rainson&lt;/span&gt;-What is this task?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Straight Killer&lt;/span&gt;-I want you to pwn the universe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Rainson&lt;/span&gt;-Pwn the universe? Wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Straight Killer&lt;/span&gt;-Yes.  This place is retarded.  Let's pwn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter did not hesitate before hitting the "block" button and deleting his chat with the obviously deranged stranger.  He commented on a few posts by random friends and then prepared for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon arrival he went straight to his friend Wade.  Wade walked up and said "Hi," as per always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter said, "Hey, Wade, have you seen this guy called 'Straight Killer' on SiteFeed?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"No.  SiteFeed is dumb."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anyway&lt;/span&gt;, this guy told me I had to pwn the universe."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pwn the universe?  That's odd.  What did you say his name was?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Straight Killer."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Straight Killer. . .S-K. . .maybe it's Steve Kirkman," Wade reffered to Steve Kirkman, the kid who was thought to be delusional by most of his peers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yeah," Peter replied, "I suppose so."  The five minute warning bell chimed.  "Well I suppose I should get to class. . .s***, I haven't even been to my locker yet!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Alright, see ya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter walked of at a rather quick pace to get to his locker as time was short.  He opened it and saw an envelope, selaed and with a symbol of a PDA stylus imprinted on the flat side.  Peter stuffed his pack into the empty space of his locker, grabbed a Science text and the envelope and sped off to class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He slid into his back row seat and waited for the teacher to begin droning about some topic that was quite irrelavent to Peter.  He pretended to be focusing on his book and subtly slipped outb the envelope.  He opened it and out fell a letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Peter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Do not expect to escape this.  The universe is not as it should be and you hold the seventeenth key to unlock the door to Lightbeam.  If you have any wish to survive more than another week then you will be at The Square at nine today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;--SK--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter was rather shocked by the note.  He now believed that Straight Killer was deeper than just a looney on the Internet.  His class let out at 8:50, so he would have to sprint out right after.  Obviously this was more important than his next class.  He shoved the letter into his pocket and pondered what could be going on.  Who was Straight Killer?  What was Lightbeam?  How did he get ahold of the seventeenth key?  All too many questions he had.  Hopefully they could be answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The bell rang and Peter departed for The Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4659444720298907777-5476225392013292510?l=pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/5476225392013292510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/universe-again-chapter-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/5476225392013292510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4659444720298907777/posts/default/5476225392013292510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pwntheuniverse.blogspot.com/2009/07/universe-again-chapter-1.html' title='Universe Again Chapter 1'/><author><name>P13808</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03542222908438630473</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
