From writing to ranting, sane to random, posts on this blog may get a little crazy

Thursday, 25 September 2014

So... i also found a blurb generator.... ( Clarente Warning XD)

Someone like Silente
A Deep Romance
by Snow Stormberg

Annika Barnosky is a scruffy, bald and cute computer programmer from Europe. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Silente Tempest, a hairy, hot woman with a passion for bird watching.

Annika takes an instant disliking to Silente and the vile and wild ways she learnt during her years in Ohio.

However, when a tiger tries to tickle Annika, Silente springs to the rescue. Annika begins to notices that Silente is actually rather admirable at heart.

But, the pressures of Silente's job as a hairdresser leave her blind to Annika's affections and Annika takes up hiking to try an distract herself.

Finally, when tactless detective, Elleni Jazz, threatens to come between them, Silente has to act fast. But will they ever find the deep love that they deserve?

Here, have another Story

Two Snotty Uncles Smiling to the Beat
A Short Story
by Snow Stormberg

Annika Barnosky looked at the tiny piano in her hands and felt anxious.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her industrial surroundings. She had always loved hilly Sleepford with its roasted, rabblesnatching rivers. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel anxious.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Silente Tempest. Silente was a friendly coward with spiky arms and pretty fingernails.

Annika gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a daring, kind, wine drinker with wide arms and skinny fingernails. Her friends saw her as a flipping, faffdorking friend. Once, she had even revived a dying, old man.

But not even a daring person who had once revived a dying, old man, was prepared for what Silente had in store today.

The clouds danced like bopping guppies, making Annika sneezy.

As Annika stepped outside and Silente came closer, she could see the faint smile on her face.

Silente gazed with the affection of 7514 remarkable precious puppies. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want love."

Annika looked back, even more sneezy and still fingering the tiny piano. "Silente, eat my shorts," she replied.

They looked at each other with calm feelings, like two crazy, curried cats hopping at a very stupid disco, which had reggae music playing in the background and two snotty uncles smiling to the beat.

Annika regarded Silente's spiky arms and pretty fingernails. "I feel the same way!" revealed Annika with a delighted grin.

Silente looked angry, her emotions blushing like a big, brainy book.

Then Silente came inside for a nice glass of wine.

THE END

(I haven't read this yet, it is a direct copy-paste)

I found a fun random story generator and this happened.

Two Thoughtful Uncles Laughing to the Beat
A Short Story
by Snow Stormberg

Star Inkbright looked at the enchanted hat in her hands and felt happy.

She walked over to the window and reflected on her beautiful surroundings. She had always loved magical Blogland with its thirsty, thoughtful Trip's Bar. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel happy.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Fabi Snakespeare. Fabi was an ace Carrot with fluffy legs and tall eyes.

Star gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a brave, giving, tea drinker with brown legs and bubbly eyes. Her friends saw her as a bored, barbecued Bubble. Once, she had even revived a dying Trip.

But not even a brave person who had once revived a dying Trip was prepared for what Fabi had in store today.

The moon shone like talking cats, making Star sparkly.

As Star stepped outside and Fabi came closer, she could see the faint smile on her face.

"I am here because I want Friendship," Fabi bellowed, in a bold tone. She slammed her fist against Star's chest, with the force of 6666 penguins. "I frigging love you, Star Inkbright."

Star looked back, even more sparkly and still fingering the enchanted hat. "Fabi, you are awesome," she replied.

They looked at each other with hyper feelings, like two shallow, skinny sloths smiling at a very bubbly snow storm, which had jazz music playing in the background and two thoughtful uncles laughing to the beat.

Star regarded Fabi's fluffy legs and tall eyes. She held out her hand. "Let's not fight," she whispered, gently.

"Hmph," pondered Fabi.

"Please?" begged Star with puppy dog eyes.

Fabi looked friendly, her body blushing like a plastic, purring piano.

Then Fabi came inside for a nice cup of tea.


THE END

Friday, 19 September 2014

The result of a bored me, El and anonymous minion (we will work out who you were)

Just some background Info : El and i were bored and decided to do an SP quotev takeover (basically RPing) and we started as El being Ravel and Me being Skul. then we got bored, so El turned her other account into a Val (which quickly changed to Darqesse) and i changed my other account Ghastly. And then Tanith appeared. And i thought it was El, and El thought it was me and we quickly realised it was we had no clue who it was. So, thanks, anonymous minion.





























Saturday, 13 September 2014

Star Inkbright, Happy Birthday (for Monday, because otherwise I'll forget)

So, this morning I woke up to a calendar notification on my phone. It was telling me to make Star a birthday card. I remembered back in February I asked when her birthday was and that's when i put the notification on my phone. Now, I don't care if this is early or late or promptly on time, but Star, HAPPY BIRTHDAY. (you may have seen one of the pictures before)



Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Boredom

I have been bored a lot lately.

I honestly would love to talk to people but I have no clue what to say.

I want to talk to someone so much that I've gotten to the point where I'll cheer when I get an email. Which is hardly ever.

...

My emails always open...

(Translation: please send me emails and make me feel loved)

( lonleysnow@gmail.com )

Monday, 25 August 2014

a writing challenge thing i was given.

Write about a war in which no one dies


I’ve fallen in love. I’ve fallen in love with someone who, in my eyes, is perfect. Her outlook on life is one of immense beauty. She tries to find the best in everyone. Her smile is heavenly and her eyes hold a spark of wisdom so old even the depths of the ocean would not know the things she knows, could not hold the information that must be swimming in that mind of hers.

There is a brilliance in everything she says, a kind of hopefulness that could never be removed. If I tried, I could not for the life of me describe her voice. There just aren’t enough words to convey what I would like, and even if there were, I would never know where to start.

But when she’s angry, when you say or do something that she just doesn’t like, you’ll see that spark in the eyes turn dark, that knowledge will dig into your soul and pull out your biggest secrets to use against you. That voice of hers, impossible to describe, will take up a sharp undertone and her smile will pull into a flat line. The look on her face will be one that makes you want to lock yourself away from light for a thousand years and hide.

And then the words will come. Because when she’s angry, she isn’t violent. She doesn’t attack you physically. She doesn’t need to. Her words are enough to make even the strongest of men cower in fear. She’ll say things, words as cold as ice, that will make you re-evaluate your life choices. Her sentences will come quickly, only pausing to think, like a soldier at war, re-loading.

Then, when you think it’s all over, she’ll say those last few words that will make your heart shatter: “I expected better from you”.


And just like that, the war will be over and that smiling, intelligent person will reappear. The sharpness will drop, her eyes will soften and positive outlook will return. She’ll look like a completely different person than the soldier a few moments before and you’ll soon find yourself smiling right along with her. But you’ll never forget what she said, and you’ll never disappoint her in the same way again.

Monday, 28 July 2014

A story we had to write in english about a prank on a sibling that goes wrong... (read the en at least)

The roof was boring. Staring up at it, Maria thought of a million things she could be doing, right at that moment. She thought of all the friends she could be calling, or songs she could be listening to. But she didn’t move. She just lay on her bed, staring at the roof.

It was the middle of the holidays and she was home alone. Her parents were out at work and her brother was at a friend’s house. She was bored and had no clue what she wanted to do. It seemed she’d already done everything worth doing this holidays.

She went back to staring at the roof.

And then it came to her. She could pull a prank! ‘Only who to pull it on…’ she paused, “Sven! He’s away. He won’t be back until 3 o’clock. Perfect.’ And with that, she pulled herself out of her thoughts and set to work.

Her idea was simple. To move all the clothes in Sven’s draws to the cupboard in the unused guest bedroom. Her mother had pulled a similar prank on her principal when she was at school. It wouldn’t take her very long and it would annoy her brother to no end.

Moving quickly, Maria went into her brother’s room and opened the draws. She carried each draw to the guest room and emptied the contents into its respective placed in the new draw. She than carried the old draw back to her brothers room and set it back in its place.

It didn’t take her long. Maybe half an hour. When she was finished, she still had a few hours left before her brother, Sven, got home.

Sighing, she walked to her room and pulled out her laptop. ‘Might as well weight out the time on the internet.’ She thought.

The time flew by quickly, and in-between watching videos and reading stories, she thought of what she would say when her brother came home.

It wasn’t long before her brother and parents were walking through the front door.

“We’re home!” her mother called out. Maria grinned and waited for the yelling from her brother’s room. It came quickly, but it wasn’t what she was expecting.

“Who moved my clothes?” Sven yelled, though not nearly annoyed.

Maria ran to his doorway. “Why don’t you sound annoyed?”

Sven smiled, “Thanks sis, I was going to move them anyway. Mum and Dad gave me permission to use the room because it’s bigger.”

Maria looked at him for a minute before turning on her heal and leaving.

“I can’t believe this,” she said over her shoulder. “The one time o go to pull a prank and I actually end up helping someone.”

As she walked into her room, she could hear her brother laughing behind her.


Then a plane crashed through the roof of the house because of an explosion on the wing. No one ever worked out what caused the explosion. And no one likes recalling the horrid events of that day

Saturday, 26 July 2014

drawing

This is definitely the best face I've ever drawn. The nose is a bit off but :DDDDDD

Sunday, 20 July 2014

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Wednesday, 2 July 2014


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