In Dedication to my Tumblr Blog which just reached 20 followers, I am making a Fimfic based on my blog, Wubs, Class and Tentacles, which would focus on how Cthulhu and Vinyl met, before Octavia's arrival (which just happened during Christmas)

Visit my retarded Tumblr Blog http://askbadlydonepaintcthulhuandvinyl.tumblr.com/ where I am also currently working on (Maybe someday I'd write a fic about it)

I just don't know how to continue, I'm almost finished with the third chapter though. And with christmas vacation coming, and my visit to the province coming near, it seems that the decision of poor Rosey's fate is postponed, until I can get an idea...

Weeks after Haiyan's destruction, and I'm still suffering! Bedeviled, rotational brown-outs! I mean, one province sharing electricity with 2 other provinces, who comes up with these ideas???

I finished two chapters of the Rising Rose, I know what to do next but I'm too lazy to write the rest down, so meh, maybe I'll finish chapter 3 later...

So as I had mentioned in my previous post regarding Typhoon Haiyan, The electricity DID in fact died down for the rest of yesterday's day, but fortunately the electric company which I previously thought a shit fixed it early morning today, huh, I guess even the shitiest can become reliable after all.

Hey guess what? The storm's ended from where am I and I survived, not as expected, but meh...Although I almost did take a dirt nap while I was fixing the dog house's roof in the middle of the storm, (It was beginning to get loose,a dn I know for a fact that if I don't do something soon, that dog's done for, for sure) a tree branch almost fell on me had I not noticed it and moved away...damn that could have spelled the end of the Rising Rose...

So Super Storm Haiyan (or as we call her, Yolanda) decided to visit my hometown, and was scheduled to arrive today, well she's not here yet and it's 5:30 pm, I guess Miss Yolanda's a late comer now is she? Well whatever, I braced my groins, ducktaped every inch of my house and tied my ass to my beloved bed. But then again, if she is the bitch they said she is (Category 5 Storm), then there isn't a doubt that electricity's gonna be taking a dirt nap for quite a while, which means the story I'm

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For the past two years I am a constant visitor of this site, I would usually take the time to read choice stories from the very good writers in this site. But it never really did occur to me to make my own account and start sharing my writings to the world, well I guess that's changed now.