Storyteller’s Creed

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge.

That myth is more potent than history.

That dreams are more powerful than facts.

That hope always triumphs over experience.

That laughter is the only cure for grief.

And I believe that love is stronger than death.

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Saturday, July 30, 2011

A Thousand Questions that Need Answering

  Tiger! I promised you that I would give you a thousand questions about Kanadia, so, here you are. First, the questions. Then, some suggestions. Then...various things.
  Are we ready? Here we go. Remember, the questions are there for your benefit. Some of them I have a definite opinion about, but I just want you to answer the way you think.
  What is a possible different name for Kanadia? Does the name Kanadia really spoil the mood of the entire book? Will readers be annoyed at the name?
  Why does the reader like Wendy? Why is she likable? (Or not likable. She could be a real brat, and then change by the end of the story. If that's the way you go, why does she change?) Why is she so important to the story? If she is the main character, she must solve the conflict. How does she do this? What IS the conflict, anyway? Is she anxious to get back home, or does she like Kanadia better? Why or why not? Also, in every story, the main character has to grow and change. How does Wendy's adventure change her? What about it affects her and her life back home?
  Why does the reader like Xanu? Why is HE so important? Is he purely heroic, or does he have some villainous qualities? Does he like (like like, not friend like) Wendy? Is this at all hinted? Is he seduced at all by the thought of power? Is he suited to rule Kanadia? Would he make a good ruler? Was he the one chosen instead of his much older half brother, Gandan? (Assuming Gandan is his half brother, and not his uncle. You mentioned that this was what you wanted, so I'm assuming your mind hasn't changed.)
  What happens in the story? What is the conflict? How does Wendy solve this conflict? What are some more minor characters, and what roles do they play? What are some MAJOR characters, and what roles do they play? Are there any heroic villains, or villainous heroes? (Such as a villain who actually cares about people, or heroes who are stuck-up and selfish. Since human beings are all evil, there is no such thing as a true villain or true hero, at least not with humans and our own power. Humans are not black and white "good guy or bad guy". We are all bad guys...but some are helped by God and He does some goodness through them.)
  What is Gandan like? Is he convincing? Why do people hate him? Why would it be horrible if he gained the throne? If he wants to wipe out the human race, why? Does the reader simply hate him, or feel sorry for him? Is it a matter of the type of reader? Is he shallow or deep? How complicated is he? (For example, a complicated villain would be one such as Adria in my book: You feel sorry for her, you enjoy her awesome fighting scenes, you like her, you dislike her, you hate the fact that she's manipulating Micenah, and you REALLY like the reason that she can so easily manipulate him. You feel many different things toward that villain. Although Adria does not remain a villain, her time as one was complex. Voldemort is another example of a complex villain, although you don't particularly like Voldemort. He simply has so much back story and so much evil that while you hate him, underneath that current lies a level of interest. He is interesting and complicated. Characters are very complex without being villains, however. My best example of a complex character would be Snape. Definitely. There are also entirely uncomplex villains, such as Kronos, who are not very deep or interesting. You simply hate them, and want them gone and dead. These villains are easiest to write, but generally become the least important and interesting characters in the story. Complicated villains cause more thought and conversation amongst readers. Here it is, in Italics: The best character can be, and has been many times, the villain.)
  Alagin: Why should he remain on the throne? Is he worn out? Would he actually be better off retired with someone else on the throne? In that case, is Xanu a possible replacement? Is Gandan better suited to rule than Alagin is? Why or why not? Is Gandan at all an able king? Is he a good ruler, and a bad man, or a bad ruler and a bad man, or some other combination? Would he bring prosperity to Kanadia but misery to individuals? Is Kanadia in fact better off without the human race?
  Okay, those were my questions. Here are some suggestions:
  Suggestion Number One: Take hints from other books. It's okay to borrow an idea or concept. Stay away from more obviously original ideas. For example, how many times have you seen the dwarves portrayed as drunken fools? This appeared in my book, and your dwarves were based off of this idea. However, it's probably a better idea to stay away from dwarves being drunk idiots, because it's a more original idea. (Not claiming that it's mine. Caleb came up with it. It's just the first example I thought of.) However, the idea of a human and dragon becoming friends and partners is better, because it has been used in many books, including Eragon and Dragon Rider.
  Suggestion Number Two: Write out some scenes from later in the book that you want to be in there. This makes it easier to know what direction you're headed, anyway. If you know where you're starting and where you'll be about halfway through, all you need to figure out is how to get there.
  Suggestion Number Three. Here is a Fact of Life: Romance is natural. Completely natural. Even healthy, as long as it's a Biblical, well-done romance. Romances do NOT have to include "snogging", as you call it, or "mushy stuff". In fact, romances are fun to write because they can be playful, clean, and uplifting. Love and marriage are both designed by God, and both gifts given to us. We can spoil them, like most gifts, but if a romance is written well, it can show the right side of things.
  I don't particularly think romances between thirteen-year-olds are very authentic or interesting, but when it comes to older characters, romances can work very well. Especially in a serious fantasy story where humor is appreciated.
  Suggestion Number Four: Think of some roles in fantasy stories. For example, a mysterious stranger. Then think of an interesting character who could fulfill that role of the black-cloaked man who stalks you throughout your journey. Or the wizard: Think of an interesting wizard character; perhaps a wizard who acts nothing like the traditional wizard. This will provide character ideas and, if nothing more, "food for thought" when it comes to the book.
  Suggestion Number Five: You don't need an outline, but it may be helpful when plotting out the book. There are two ways to do it. One is to know where you are at the beginning, the middle, and the end (also knowing the conflict, climax, and resolution) and to simply make it up, knowing where you have to be at certain points. Another way is to ignore beginning, middle, and end (but not conflict, climax, and resolution. You ALWAYS need to know those) and to write down a short summary of the book (like the Text to Save the World summaries).
  Suggestion Number Six: There are elements used in almost every fantasy book, including (a) the standard fantasy map, (b) a prophecy, (c) the elves, dwarves, humans, and dragons, and (d) the different cities, types of magic, etc. Variation is good, and the old elements are also good. Just do your best to put a twist where you can, and tweak where you must.
  Suggestion Number Seven: If you take an idea from somebody else, (especially a name or a creature), ask their permission first. ESPECIALLY if they're interested in writing and publishing. Problems could arise. Inform them how much you want to use it, and stuff like that.
  Suggestion Number Eight: Borrowing ideas is not the same as stealing them. For example, in my book I used a similar idea to the Eragon's mind breaking idea, but there are completely different rules and purposes. Don't be afraid to simply use concepts and ideas, but don't steal them, either. The name "Saphira" is off-limits, as is the name "Ramcol". It's a fine line, knowing what's stealing and what's borrowing and what's referencing, but it all comes in the end.
  There. I'm done for now. I hope to hear my Thousand Questions from you soon, and I bid you good morning, good day, or good night. ("Not sure when this is going up." -John Watsonburger, The Ceiling Fan)
-President Fantasy

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Titles Stink

There. I said it.
But I didn't mean it.
Let me rephrase:
"Titles Stink (Sometimes)"
So, I have something new from Rising Waters. This is more fun from Ramcol and Drift (or not fun...). It's after they've traveled toward Mt. Raksund, and made it to the border. It's fairly short, but I didn't want to do the longer section. Just an ad! You'll get the rest when I finish the book.

Ramcol glanced around. As he passed the border into Mt. Raksund, he could feel the spell tug at where his magic would be, if he had any. He didn’t have magic and he didn’t particularly want magic. Neither did Drift, but they both still felt uneasy about it.
            Mt. Raksund was an old, old landmark. It was discovered by the elves long ago. It had been a mountain then, until its eruption. It was supposed to be highly dangerous, and filled with boiling hot lava.
            This made it perfect for Gladius.
            He had tunneled into it and created the perfect base. No one knew that it existed, except for a very few. Ramcol had known that it existed, but he had thought that Gladius had abandoned it after the First War…but apparently not.
            Gladius had set up a border around the volcano. No one could enter this border with magic without express authorization. It was taken from them as soon as they passed. Thus there was only one way in.
            Ramcol and Drift scaled the mountain without difficulty. It took a few hours at most, though it seemed shorter. Ramcol wasn’t afraid of many things. But what they were about to do was one of them.
            Finally, they came to the chasm -- the gaping hole at the top of the mountain. Drift turned to Ramcol.
            “You understand the plan, right?”
            Ramcol nodded. “Yes.” He still didn’t feel right…but it didn’t make any difference.
            “Ladies first.” Drift gestured toward the hole. Ramcol stared at him. It took a few seconds for Ramcol to realize that Drift had made a joke. He wasn’t smiling, and neither was Ramcol. Ramcol couldn’t figure out whether it was meant as a joke, an insult, or was simply another way to show how unfunny Drift was.
            That’s right, Ramcol thought wearily. Make a joke complicated, why don’t you?
            Out loud, he said, “Thank you, sir.”
            Then, with a deep breath, he jumped into Mt. Raksund.

And here, a special surprise: A short preview of the entrance of Adria Malice. 
            Her hair was a deep, deep chestnut color. It was held out of her eyes with a headband of the same color. Her eyes were a bright blue that reminded him of winter, and the icebergs he had seen floating on the far horizon of the Astian Sea. Her skin was pale, and her figure slender, but not light or fairylike. There was a feeling of power, a confident assurance about her that was impressive on its own, without the added fact of two knives hanging from her belt, and a dark green hood hanging down behind her.
            And Micenah noticed all this before her scar.
            It was a line running down the right side of her face, from the area across from the tip of her ear down to her chin. This completed the picture of a battle-hardened warrior.
            “Adria,” she said, offering him her white hand.
            “Micenah,” Micenah returned in a confused manner. As he took her hand, a shiver ran down his spine. “Um, I hate to ask, but, ah…why are you standing outside the outskirts of Loc’Lif?”
            “I’m here for you, of course,” she replied. “I knew that Vinir had brought you here, so I’ve been waiting for you to come out.”
            “What? How did you know that?”
            “Simple. Vinir Castile drags you out of Nipkae Sindra and imprisons you in Loc’Lif? An independent being like you, what are you supposed to do? I’m just here to help you.”
            “Help me?” Micenah echoed. His puzzled tone, or perhaps the expression on his face, must have been amusing, because Adria smiled. It was a small smile, and with little warmth, but Micenah recognized the gesture. He immediately relaxed. “How?”
            “I’m here to explain a few things to you. About the elves,” she said. Her voice was quiet, yet completely confident and assured. It struck him that she must be a human, as Micenah glanced at her unpointed ears.
            The darkness was even more complete around him now that the light illuminated such a small area. Still, somehow, he felt that any danger lay not outside the thin beam of light, but within it. This human was far more skilled than he was, he was certain of that.
            “You certainly don’t know anything outside of your dwelf city. Oh, don’t be offended, it’s true, and you know it is. But you can learn quickly. What if I told you that the elves aren’t as perfect as they seem?”
            “What?” was all Micenah could say. Nothing else occurred to him.
            “Tell me, Micenah, since leaving Nipkae Sindra…who have you talked to?”
            Micenah searched through his memory. “Ah…Vinir, a few other elves in Loc’Lif…”
            “Elves? You mean to say that you have only talked to elves?”
            Micenah thought. “…Yeah. Pretty much.”
            “Ask Vinir for proof that what he says is correct, that King Marz is in the right and the elves are perfect, and what will he give you? He’ll show you elves. Of course elves are going to tell you about how they are the heroes! But have you ever talked to a human, or a centaur? What do you think they will tell you?”
            Micenah stepped away. “What’s your point?”
            “Do you think you can handle something, Micenah, if I am perfectly frank with you?” Adria asked, narrowing her eyes.
            Micenah nodded.
            “You can’t go back to Nipkae Sindra.”
            “What?” Micenah stepped back further. “Of course I can! That’s where I’m going!”
            “Think. Too many people are searching for you now. A dwelf with magic? The first one since Cyque? It’s King Marz’s dream! It’s exactly what he wants. No one is going to ask you what you want, Micenah. It’s not important. At least, not to the elves.” Adria watched him closely. She leaned against a tree, and the breeze softly rustled her dark hair.
            “But…but…” This was too much for Micenah to handle. “But you said you were going to help me.”
            “And I am.” Adria straightened again. “I am going to open your eyes, Micenah. I’m going to show you Astia -- not the fake, narrow Astia that the elves want you to see. I’m going to show you an Astia of power, and beauty, and wonder. All the things the elves are supposed to stand for. Come with me and talk to a few Astians -- who aren’t elves.” Adria held out her hand again. Micenah hesitated once, slowly reached…

AND I think that's quite enough of that. I can't give it all away, can I?
So here's the promised blooper reel from Kevin McCreary. Enjoy! 
Ah, yes, and tomorrow may or may not be someone's birthday. And I may or may not put up some more of Moreover and Strangely sometime soon. And I may or may not be dying in anticipation of Episode 42, Part 1 of The Ceiling Fan!!! No, wait, yeah, I am. 'Bye, guys!
-President Fantasy

Monday, July 25, 2011

"Oh, No, I'm Gonna Die Today..."

...to quote Ethan Daniels.
Dreamer FINALLY finished Chapter 3 of A Text to Save the World. Here it is, in its entirety:

Chapter 3
“They Have the Boy!”

Now, as I found out later, a few feet away from where I was standing, a teenager was having a major crisis.
“Blast! Does Simile know yet?” The raven-haired eighteen-year-old lifted a two-way radio to his mouth. “Hello? Yes, this is Xaq. They have the boy!” Xaq told the person on the other line.
“Evan Peterson’s son?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Oh, Xaq, that is perfectly okay. Just ask the boy a few questions and report back to me. Just make sure you ask the boy those questions,” A silk-like voice said from the other end of the two way radio.
 “But---!”
“It will be all right Xaq, goodbye,” said Simile.
            “Yes, Simile. ‘Bye.” Xaq shoved the two way radio back into his pocket.

That's it. Vice President Raistlin is going to write Chapter 4. He has 2 weeks, pretty much. 
Also, Horse Love and Tiger are having a BIRTHDAY on Wednesday!!! Happy birthday, you two! (Or early birthday, anyway.)
We had a musical practice on Saturday, and it worked quite well. A week from Saturday, we'll have the next one. And here are the promised lyrics to Something More and Once Upon a Time. 

SOMETHING MORE
Silver Lining: Take a look at a story
One that you’ve heard before
What makes you love it?
It’s just that it is yours
And nobody’s but yours.
Take a look at the world,
And there’s a thousand tales.
There is always a song,
Always something more to sing…
All: I wonder if I’m
Thinking too hard
I wonder if maybe my story’s right there.

CHORUS
All: And it’s got
Kingdoms and castles and dungeons and princesses too!
Grumpy kings and a dragon or two
And it’s got
Everything from before and everything more,
It’s what I want it to be,
It’s got something more.

Silver Lining: It’ll have a wizard,
Maybe then a prince
How about a hero?
All: Maybe he’ll fall in love
And she won’t love him back
Silver Lining: I hope it’s what you want.
‘Cause it’s what I’ve got,
All: And it’s all I’ve got to give…

CHORUS
All: And it’s got
Kingdoms and castles and dungeons and princesses too!
Grumpy kings and a dragon or two
And it’s got
Everything from before and everything more,
It’s what I want it to be,
It’s got something more.
It’s got something more
Yeah…

BRIDGE
Everything
And nothing
It’s what I want it, what I want it to be

CHORUS
And it’s got
Kingdoms and castles and dungeons and princesses too!
Grumpy kings and a dragon or two
And it’s got
Everything from before and everything more,
It’s what I want it to be,
It’s got something more.
And it’s got
Kingdoms and castles and dungeons and princesses too!
Grumpy kings and a dragon or two
And it’s got
Everything from before and everything more,
It’s what I want it to be,
It’s got something more.
It’s got something more

And it’s so old,
And it’s so new,
Silver Lining: And it’s got more
All: Than you can imagine,
More than you can imagine
It’s got life and light and love,
And something more

And now, the lyrics for Once Upon a Time:

ONCE UPON A TIME
Silver Lining: Once in a land far, far away
The sun rises from day to day
But yet, somehow, the light doesn’t seem to come
(VILLAGERS 1 AND 2 ARE TALKING CONFIDENTIALLY)
Villager 1: Something is wrong, no one knows what,
Villager 2: And no one cares, nobody but,
Villager 1: One person who is looking for the light
All: We can’t wait anymore
We’re ready to see
Little Girl: Some bit of light before me!

CHORUS
All: Once upon a time
No reason or rhyme
Were across the land
On the sea and sand
Once upon a time
The darkness beat the light
And destroyed our sight
Once upon a time

Peter: Although right now, the world seems dark
I know that I will find a spark
To light up this blackening world again
Things just can’t be all that bad
Though thick and thin, and steep and sad,
There just has to be more to life than this
I can’t wait anymore
I’m ready to see
Some bit of light before me!

CHORUS
All: Once upon a time
No reason or rhyme
Were across the land
On the sea and sand
Once upon a time
The darkness beat the light
And destroyed our sight
Once upon a time

Peter: And when the waves begin to rise
And all my hope fails
Somehow, somewhere, in the night,
Someone will be there
All: Be there

CHORUS
All: Once upon a time
No reason or rhyme
Were across the land
On the sea and sand
Once upon a time
The darkness beat the light
And destroyed our sight
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
No reason or rhyme
Were across the land
On the sea and sand
Once upon a time
The darkness beat the light
And destroyed our sight
Once upon a time
The darkness beat the light
Once upon a time
Peter: We will regain our sight!
All: Once upon a time

There. Actually, in the final musical, we will have ONE original song, called "You Ain't Seen Anything Yet". 
More fun to come tomorrow. (Possibly...)
-President Fantasy
P.S. Ah, yes, Tiger! I would like you to mention something in my bio about my constant advertisement of AIO and The Ceiling Fan. I wrote Dreamer's bio (I'm not done yet). 

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Exciting Goings-On and Random Happenstances

www.ethandaniels.blogspot.com
I've never put that link up here, so...yeah. Go if you want. It's just Ethan's blog. They haven't posted in ages, but what they have posted is pretty funny. It's all old news, though.
Anyway! On to the EXCITING GOINGS-ON AND RANDOM HAPPENSTANCES!!!
EXCITING GOINGS-ON:
#1. Our musical is coming along. We have a working title: Or Something Clever Like That. The songs are being written, and everything's going pretty well. First practice for it THIS SATURDAY at 1:00. It goes to 2:00.
#2. I would like to ask Tiger to please go on the blog, look at the side bar, then scroll down to where it says Pages. Under that, there should be a button that says "About the Lords of the Pencil". Please click on this, edit the post and write my bio. Just delete the one I have there. I'd rather NOT write a bio about myself. It feels too weird.
#3. I'm continuing work on Moreover and Strangely!!! I'll post more work on here as soon as I get it down.
And now, the RANDOM HAPPENSTANCES:
#1. Row is showing tomorrow! The world premiere, at Our Savior's Lutheran Church (and certain members of this club may or may not be in it). Tiger is coming with us, and Horse Love if she wants to. All other members are most certainly invited to attend. ("Boy, that was poetic." -Richard Maxwell)
 #2. Our two newest members have written nothing in a while! Let us contact them and see what's up. I don't think Fawn knows how to access the site, though. Hmm...I'll check into that.


That's it for the new stuff. See you all soon, and remember! "With God in your life, every day is an adventure!" - Jesse from The Official AIO Podcast. (Hmm, I'm into quoting today.)
See you on the flipside! (Don't trust Phil if you meet him on a dark road.)
-President Fantasy

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Camp Showcase

 Tiger here, asking and answering some questions about your showing of your skits at Camp Showcase. One: I may be free on Friday night, but I will need a ride. My Mom says that she might not be available to drive me that night. Sorry fellow Klompsons! I don't like I have to keep using you as my driver. I am truly sorry... anyway, Two: I need to know [sadly again,] what the time the showing is. Is it 7:00 to 8:00, or earlier; perhaps later? Oh, I am hopeless. Please comment on this and confirm or deny my times I have on this post. Thanks again! :] sideways smiley face
-Tiger

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Eragon movie

 Oi everyone! I know we said we would do the showing of "Eragon", but when will this be? I really hope it can be soon. It would be a great way to earn money for this club. President Fantasy, please comment on when we can do this. Thanks everyone!
-Tiger

Saturday, July 16, 2011

Miss Me?

Now that I'm back from Italy (which was AMAZING, by the way) I have a few quick updates.
First off, the musical: We're going to have practices every two weeks, starting tomorrow, at 12:30 to 1:30. I'm going to have to work on the script, but tomorrow we're just going to practice a few songs and some choreography.
Secondly, A Text to Save the World: I'd say that we have this one pretty well figured out, guys. We're just going to keep writing it. Dreamer, please try to finish Chapter 3 sometime before the sun burns out. I know, it's been busy -- but I want to write another chapter for it!!!
I know, short post, but I've got to get to work on the musical. See you around, and above all, DON'T trust Phil if you meet him on a dark road!!!
Speaking of which, here's the latest Ceiling Fan song. From Episode 41. Which came out right after I got home! Literally. These guys are so nice...
Here you are, with Bring Mitch Back, sung by the infamous Imposter Aaron!
-President Fantasy
P.S. I'll probably have to put Kevin McCreary's blooper reel at the end of Episode 41 up here. It's extraordinarily funny, but extremely weird. It's ALL Kevin. I'll put it up on my next post.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

New Member!!!!

  Okay, I have two things for President Fantasy: 1.  Vice President Raistlin has forgotten to mention to you that we have a new member. Her real name is Samantha [not Tiger]  and her nickname is Fawn. Raistlin asked her if  she wanted to join and she said yes. The second thing is that I wrote some more Kanadia! I am going to rewrite the second chapter again- but this time better. Just an update.
-Tiger

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Another Italy Post

Just a quick one this time. I broke a few more rules, and found a computer to post on.
Yesterday in  Pompeii Dad/Master Joe and I went into a restricted area. There was this medieval watch tower that was all blocked off, but Dad and I noticed that there was a little window that they used to shoot arrows through that we could fit through. We slipped through, borrowed Mr. Gruner's flashlight, and walked down a dark tunnel and climbed the watch tower, then got on the walls. It was pretty cool, and nobody saw us.
Just don't tell anyone. Shh!
That's all for now. I might post again before I get home. You never know!
Cheerio!
-President Fantasy

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Two Second Post

By the way, vote on the new poll! I don't think anyone noticed it when I was gone.
-President Fantasy

Thought You Saw the Last of Me?

So you thought I would not post for two weeks? You thought wrong! I stole about twenty different electronic gizmos and gadgets, I broke 753 laws, and I murdered several Italians, but I finally got to a computer to make a post.
In Italy, I have been really busy! First day, I went to Venice. It does not have any cars, only pathways and gondolas (little boats) that travel on the canals. They are very cool, and I got to take a ride in one of them. Our gondolier was talking on the phone as he was steering the boat! It sort of ruined the scene.
The next day, I went to Florence (and got a few pictures of horses for Horse Love, I might add). Florence is awesome, too. I climbed the huge bell tower and nearly killed myself doing it, and I went to the Ufizi gallery and saw my fill of classical statues for the day. (I also saw my fill of naked classical statues, because most of the statues were naked guys. If Dreamer were there, she would be going, "Eww, yuck, eww, YUCK!" the entire time.) I saw a replica of "The David" by Michelangelo.
It also rained in Florence -- OOPS!!! I mean, the sprinkler system went off. Dad/Master Joe told everyone that it did NOT rain in Italy, and so therefore the drops of water falling from the sky must be the sprinkler system, and not rain.
Then we went to Assisi, San Gimignano (just say Saint Jimmy), and other places. I just got back from Taormina today. It was upper eighties, and really hot, but in Rome it is supposed to be like a hundred degrees.
I probably should have talked a little bit about the airplane and airport. It was a nine hour flight, during which I saw The Green Hornet and Harry Potter 7, Part 1. The Green Hornet was pretty good, to those of you who will want a report on it. Kato is AWESOME!!! Anyway, the downside to the first flight was that I threw my guts up, but otherwise, I guess that it was okay. Then we landed in the Paris airport. Great, you say, but we were stuck in the France terminal for TWELVE HOURS!!! Our flight kept on getting delayed, and then it was finally cancelled, then we had to wait for another flight, then THAT was delayed, and then we finally boarded the plane. I would rather not talk about the Terminal of Doom, so let us move on.
We then had a two-hour flight to Venice. All in all, 23 hours of getting to Italy. Remind me never to fly with Air France again. 
Also, our hotel rooms are haunted by a ghost. The first night we were here, my hotel room had no bathroom light. It was put out by the ghost, whose name is Jonnothon Rigl (pronounced Jonathan Wriggle). Jonnothon was a girl whose mother always wanted her to be a guy, so she named her Jonnothon, cut her hair short, and taught her to make her voice low. Jonnothon was born in the Paris airport, because her mother was Italian, and they would not let her in a Parisian airport, so she just gave birth to Jonnothon in the airport. (The same one that we waited in for twenty million years.) There is a long story about her father, but I would rather not go into that right now. It willl suffice to say that he was part four-year-old Welsh alien. So later, a friend of her father, a four-year-old Welsh alien named Zork, was supposed to pick her up at the Paris airport, but they had to take Zork back to his home planet, Zaicon. Thus, Jonnothon stayed in the airport until she died. When we were there, she fell asleep in Katy's bag and traveled to Italy with us. Now, if there's something wrong with your hotel room, it's caused by Jonnothon Rigl.
There's MUCH more to the story, but that's all for now.
Well, Raistlin seems to be getting more popular. I think he has a fair chance at the position of vice president. I may have not mentioned this, but if nobody runs against him, then he may just get the position whether he does a good job or not. But only if nobody runs against him.
So how is everyone? I'm sorry that I couldn't meet the McClains, but ah, such is life. I'll be back in a few days, and probably document the entire tale of Jonnothon Rigl.
One more thing. Our tour guide is a modern Roman named Stefano, and our bus driver is an awesome Neopolitan (a guy from Naples) named Salvatore who is the best driver in the world. He can listen to music, drive, talk, and play with the radio at the same time. He also doesn't speak English. We were driving along, and on the other side of the road a guy with a broken leg was riding a scooter. As he passed us, Salvatore said something in Italian, and Stefano said, "Salvatore is saying, 'Come closer and I will break the other leg for you.'". Also, two people in our group (Kendra and Katy) decided that when they became rich and famous, they would hire him as their bus driver. They figured that if they just stood around Naples and shouted, "Where's Salvatore?" then people would just be like, "Oh, the bus driver?" and know exactly what they were talking about.   
So long for now. Cheers, or as they say in Italia, "Salud!"
-President Fantasy

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

thursday meeting.

the title says it all.

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 Okay, so Raisltin told other members to post, so I will. Today I would like to have a meeting. The past few days [ okay, okay week] I have been having fun with the McClains. I have not been checking to posts, so this morning, while Alec is sort of snoring, I checked them.  Rasitlin wishes to have a meeting, but Sunday didn't work out. Today, I need to do something to not mope over today. So, a meeting would be a great thing to do.  Raistlin has wanted a meeting, and today is great.  Lauren and I are free- and hopefully so are you. Please comment and tell me if today sounds good. Thanks!
-Tiger

Sunday, July 3, 2011

another post.

I just realized that I scheduled a meting this afternoon, but were going to see cars 2  this afternoon so I don't think it will work. Someone else post please!!!