So my main source of chapter writing, chapter reading, and reviewing has been taken out of commission by an errant attacker known as "Gravity." I didn't have much time to react to the situation, and ended-up dropping the ball, causing my good friend iPhone 4 to be severely injured by the assassin. Lucky, he is not beyond salvation and will able to assist me more soon enough. For now, though...no such luck.

Basically: I dropped my phone and chapter updates have been delayed because of this. So has my presence on this site...as I rarely have time to actually sit at my computer and do stuff unless it's well past 12 AM on a weekend. So...for all those that care, Lovely Little Tyrant is going to be wrapping up soon, and I will start another good-ole conspiracy-theory series, then a sequel to Clash of the Titans is in the works! All with Crimson: Stando alone beig worked on in the background.

For now, please be patient...even though no one cares enough to read, let alone review, anything I do anyway.

Tataaa~

Good News: halo 4 is out TODAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY.

bad News...Red vs Blue is over...the last Season is OVER! D: My most favorite series ever, of all time, is OVER. I mean, holy shit that new project Monty is working on looks ungoldy amazing time 9001, but...no more dick-punches. No more bow-chicka-bow-wow. No more Church. NO MORE CABOOSE. :( They kinda hinted to a possible continuation in the future, but...it's either a long ways away, or it's truly over. I mean, I'm okay with the ending, it was glorious! Really, it was, especially if you caught all of the hints and stuff, but...well...*sigh* Every story has an end...it's just always so sad. I do really want to say it, but, you know what they say, if you don't say it, then it just means you're not there at the moment.

perhaps every story really doesn't have an end, regardless of it being "happy" or "sad," and it's really just where the teller decided to stop talking for the time being?

We'll see...we'll see...Oh, and, the newest story is awaiting apporoval now. :3

So, this is that nightmare night post i was talking about...'cept Nightmare Night/ Halloween has already passed. Welp, I'll just cut to the chase and say that my computer hates me and blahblahakzdhfblsj. that's that done!

Next...

My Halloween was a bit less that great. Spent it at band practice rather then Candy reaping and people Scaring, but...I did win the costume contest against 65 other people. :D I'll show you my costume at the end of this post...okay, so, that is now done as well...

NEXT!

So I have to finish Lovely Little Tyrant right quick, and almost done it too. Probably a chapter or two left, especially since I've kinda started disliking where it's heading, but...whatever. I have another conspiracy story planned to follow it along with the continuation of my completely unnecessary story revolving around a sociopathic skchizophrenic and her group of Warriors...eh, halo 4 hype anyway, so why not do more with them, hmm?

Oh! And best part is, i intend to spice the story up with Audiologs here and there by some of the Team. Look for the Prelude to the Sequel of "Crimson" soon! It'll involve the quick recap of the story by Ghost himself.

Nextnextnextnextnextxentxentxennxtenxtxtenxtenxtennxxttetenenetxtxneten next.

Um...Halo 4. I'll probably end up releasing my Gamertag for XBOX soon enough if anyone will be willing to get slapped by me in games such as Halo (From Reach, to 3, to Anniversary, to 4), Battlefield, and Borderlands (1 AND 2!). Maybe some Crysis 2 if I'm feeling it.

So anyway, before I show my costume from Halloween, what do y'all think of story revolving around Luna and a really, REALLY, R E A L L Y big conspiracy about her odd lack of appearances in the whole show?

Whatever. Here's my Halloween Costu- *STATIC*

Preemptive nightmare night post...jut letting you all know to get ready for a full-blown Nightmare Night Post mixed with a slice of updates and apologize for flavor and variety. Just gatta get home, first...

T-minus 2...

Stealth, patience, precision, and technique...all of these, I poses.

All of these, Jack does not.

Nor does he forsee.

But this, I swear, will be his downfall.

It will be my blade to slay him.

But none shall know that it was me...no, that is not my way.

Only few will know what truly caused the fall of a King, and fewer will know my name...all I will say is Z.

In two days, I've got a king to slay.

T-minus 3...

For all that fame and fortune he's gathered...Jack's got, well, Jack. Hiding behind his toys, commanding his idiots...while it would be easy enough to just let Zack or Richard slip by silently then kill him before he even knew what was happening, I think I'd much prefer ripping everything he knows to pieces, then shoving it down that scrawny throat of his!

My name is Heather, and in 3 days...I've got hell to give.

T-minus 4...

I don't care who he is, and I don't care who he THINKS he is, because I'm going to take both my guns, and...and...

And in four days, I'm going to shove them RIGHT UP HIS ASS! This, I, Zack, swears!

(sorry for the delay...couldn't connect to the site...)

T-minus 5...

This Jack has done so much. In such little time, no less. Taken our credit and our fame...stolen our planet and our freedom...ruined all that was Pandora. He must be stopped, but not by me. Not by any of us...but by them.

We handled the previous catastrophe, from the Destroyer to the silly little robot with a big dream. Yes, our turn is over, but that doesn't mean we—or at least I—cannot give them what hell we have left to give.

My name is Richard, and...in five days...

T-minus 6...

You know, I once read a book regarding the war between these two companies once...this guys said "Always be precise, always be efficient, and above all, be polite."

I like to be polite. And I like to be efficient. Maybe not precise...that's More Zac and Jake'a job, but, whatever. This Jack thinks he's all big and handsome...well, okay, handsome does come with the title, but that is beyond the point. He came and ruined the organized chaos that used to be Pandora: Bandits would pillage, Monsters would devour, citizens would...cope, and the Vault Hunters and Mercs would pillage the Bandits. We hada system going, man!

Either way, my Scorpio turret is going to help me and my squad beat the shit outta Jack and get this planet back to it's old fucked-up state instead of the one Jack put it in.

T-minus 7...

There's an odd saying, you know, about these situations...they say that "You always work better under stress," or that, when it boils down to the last moments, you just...do it. And you do it right.

I can tell you from experience that this is a load of bull crap. Every moment, every precision shot, and every trophy earned—or taken—all came from skill, practice, and dedication. Not from luck, not from the heat of the moment! No.

From my obediently trained Bloodwing, to my old comrades, it all came from us. And I mean for christ's sake, all it took was one finger to end a thousand lives anyway!

My name is Jake, and I've got hell to give in seven days.