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Lol, With Love,

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Why wasn't I invited, oh yeah, cause I'm hosting this PAAA-TAAAH

AND WERE ROLLING:

Better find yourself a cookie, a headset and a pencil, 'cause welcome to Season 2 of the amazing, Incredible and all around AWESOME THAT IS THE X EMPIRE. The place where psychos who really need help go to relax and here voice in there head...ME telling YOUR mind to wake up and smell the batter. More Games, More Stories, and More Fiction! For those who don't know, I am the emperor of cookies, gamer of awesome, and the poet of ridiculous, Cyrix7. Shoutout to Elias, Lynx and Zelda (you know who you are.) Right know i'm in school while writing this bad boy, cause that exactly what I am. Bye the way, our school computers are horrible! They haven't been updated scene 2005, so it feels like I'm writing on a type writer. I would joke about this but this is probably the most annoying thing to the point my creativity has been drained. And school is back...yay! For any one who just said that, I give you a slow clap. ahh man, i feel so little. And yeah, school has been kinda fun actually. Other than the crummy computers and the horrible gym teacher, who I will post about later, It's kinda fun. And I will also tell you that my middle school romance stories have all ready started to take place. I'm so resistible...I mean irresistible (sorry for the mistake).  And for the people who actually care about me, I'm in a play. Like no joke, i got picked to be in an amazing play called Tamburlaine at the theater for a new audience, or Tfana, which I will give links to when I edit this bad boy (which I never did before if you read my earlier posties)...oh god, it's time to go, but I will finish this later...like that half eaten cookie over there...

Weekly Updates.

...I'm sorry guys, I failed, again, I forgot to finish that other game list, the "Ya think you know comics?", Which for some reason, It's impossible to read, I'm going to get to White Noise, and the Circle-I mean, Forest of life. (copyright issues, ain't they a-Come on, thats copyrighted too!). I'll eventually get to it, you know. But, I'm also going to weekly updates about my life, cause it's not in here, it's passing me bye. I'll make a weekly update for what you missed while I was on hiatus. Anyway, this become an unfunny blogpost, like a bad Regular Show episode, so let's boost the sappy attitude...With a sonnet. Look it up, it's a type of poem.


I can change the very world around me
It's a gift of smarts and knowledge I have
My hands are only branches on my tree
My roots are just, just only my poor calves.

I am a genius, as they like to say
Sonnets aren't very easy to write
But if I need their format to convey
How my beautiful mind loves to take flight.

But Alas, sometimes the world can't be changed.
They try, try to keep my mind under wraps
They take me for mad, crazy and Insane.
But drive me to the point, and I will snap.

As death knocks on the door of my rapture.
He's going be the next one I'm after.

Have a clue what this means, well, you know what to do, make a comment, explain this little sonnet of mine. The Emperor out.

My New Story! (I Have No Clue if This is Off Schedule or not)

This is a story I've been writing! I have no clue if this is on schedule or not, shoot me if it isn't. I hope you like it!

I was normal. At least, I used to be. I used to have regular friends, did regular things, and had a regular life. Now I’m stuck with this maniac named Claire Woods. Well, I guess I also have the people I meet on my missions, but I usually only see them once. They haven’t been exposed to the TemBo. Thats how I go on my missions, how I time travel. But I better start from the beginning.

My name is Maximus Black. I’m traveler from the Shakespeare society, created by the man himself. Well, the real William Shakespeare. The animated hologram that we sent is the playwright. But our Shakespeare does control what A-H2 does. Like, if he wants A-H2 to write a new play, he writes it, and then sends a copy telepathically. Yes, we have the original versions of his plays. Gasp all you like.

What? You want to hear the story? Fine, but I bet you won’t believe it.

“What the…” I yelped. I definitely wasn’t in my backyard, where I was last. I was somewhere. Somewhere different. Somewhere new. Basicly, I had no clue where I was. A dark, cloaked figure approached. I got a strange feeling around them.

“Can you please tell me where the heck I am!?” I was being more brave than usual. Well, at least I looked like I was.

“No. But you can come with me.” The figure was a girl. She took down her hood.

“Yeah, well maybe I don’t want to come with you.” Again with me being brave. This time, it wasn’t the best choice.

“Uh, yeah, too late.”

It happened again. I teleported. This time, I was in what looked like the inside of a palace. I was confused. Really confused. Why didn’t they just send me here in the first place? So instead of making the wrong choice, I made the right one, to stop my big fat mouth from getting me into even more trouble.

“Do you know why you’re here?” The girl asked.

“No, do you know if you’re capable of telling me your name?” Yeah, I admit I was incredibly stupid I was too say that.

“Claire. Claire Woods. Shouldn’t you know who I am? Why else would you come to capture me? Who are you anyway?”

“Maximus Black.  And I wasn’t trying to capture you! If you didn’t know my name, then why are you capturing me?” Claire laughed.

“Why do you think? I’m the lord’s daughter. I take any intruders to him.” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this.

“You think I want to be here?!” I yelled. I was angry. Really angry.

“What do you mean?” Asked Claire.

“I mean, I was freaking teleported to that weird hall!” I screamed again. Maybe I was overreacting, but wouldn’t you be if you were teleported to somewhere you’ve never been? Really!

“Huh? I’m sorry for your inconvenience, but the Shakespeare society had nothing to do with it!” I must have had a pretty blank look on my face.

“Wow, your a terrible intruder. Why would you break into a place you know nothing about? Do you really think that that was the smartest idea?” She asked. Then, I blew it.

“WHAT!? First I’m teleported, then I’m taken by some crazy princess, then she teleports me too a palace, and then she drags me to her father! That’s not weird at all!” I was about to explode.

“And none of that was my fault. Now we’re here. Try to be nice for the lord.”

Hope you Liked it,

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I'm so bad with keeping schedule.

I was so distracted all through this week, that I forgot all of the stuff I said I'd do. Either you guys make the schedule for me, email me at cyrix7xmd@gmail.com. So, I guess today I'm finally making this post.

wHiTe NoIsE

2047

          Day 93.

"...Well, at least I'm not going to hell cause I'm already in it. Jack seems to be fine with putting a vixal to a bleeding, lifeless state, dare we say. Or an axe in it's head. These used to be people, like us! So, what, what if I turn, will she just en-kill me right off the bat, without caring?! Or if we...I gotta stop, I getting too loud, and stress doesn't help me. We already are starved with crackled lips as a side dish. 

She...hugh. Just... just,just  how. Every Time, every FREAKING time, I, I end them, screw it, put an arrow into one of them, even seeing those....thing, I can't sleep.  She's losing her humanity, and I think that's the worst fear I have."
All I remember is darkness. I've always been a child of it. I can't remember my parents, or where I lived, or what all caused this. This is the way it's always been. I'm not to book smart, but why would I need to be? The worlds burning up, and I've tried killing a vixal by boerdem. Never worked. I snuck out tonight, trying to clear my head. Jack says target practice is necessary, I say she can be the target. I love her but, I can't stand her ways. Goodnight. I may be the last.

Explanation.

So yeah, I forgot to post what I had meant to on friday, I had a long, stressful day with Lynx, Noodles, and Zelda...the main reason why I didn't eat on friday. I could continue this story, but first, how bouts you guys tell me what you want to hear on monday. White Noise or this story.
Email me at cyrix7xmd@gmail.com