My Krazy Kandies

THE SURVEY OF DOOM AND DESTRUCTION

Orders are orders, everybody! If you read this post, you are required to fill out the survey here! I will explain it right now.
So, I’m a very easily bored person. You all know this very well, I’m sure. This survey is to “Make an Original Character”. Ricky and Gina already have one of these made, so I guess they don’t have to do this.
Here is how this works; you fill this survey out and either email me what you have, or leave it in the comments. Its up to you. And now for the rules!
You HAVE to fill out ALL of the spaces. This is absolutely necessary if you want your OC(Original Character) to be the way you want them to be. I know that names are hard, so if you REALLY can’t think of one, leave a word that means something to you(Night, love, caring, music) in the place of the name, and I will come up with something for you. You don’t even have to like it.
DETAILS are IMPORTANT! Try to avoid just typing something like “Blue”. There are a lot of different kinds of blues in the world, so I won’t know which to use. If you want a dullish, light blue, WRITE THAT DOWN! I probably don’t need to be telling you people this, but I know a lot of idiots.
One more time; I want EVERYONE to fill this out, to keep me occupied for a little while.
One more thing: you have the option of filling out this survey TWICE; once for you, and once for a lover, if you so desire.
Okay, now for the actual survey:
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Your Original Character’s Name:

Gender:

Eye color:
Eye type(Wide, narrow, regularish):

Hair color:
Hair type(spikey, straight, wavy):

Skin tone:

Race, if applicable(elf, neko, inu*):

Personality traits?(Shy, angry, hyper*):

Are there any other details you would like to add?(tattoos, scars, ect):

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*[1] Inu is a Dog person. Neko is a cat person. Kitsune is a fox person, and you would just write “wolf girl/boy” for a wolf person. Just for the record.

*[2] This is to help me find a good base that will match your character.

PS, I am hating on WordPress right about now. It’s being a superbitch.

We Are The World

In 1985, Michael Jackson arranged a bunch of artists to sing a song to Africa. I don’t know why, but I assume that something happened and they needed support.

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This year, in 2010, there was an earthquake in Haiti. Michael was unable to arrange the artists this time around, since he’s long since dead, but in his memory and to help support Haiti, they did the same song again, with artists from me and Gina’s era. my god, its amazing. Especially the rap part.

Some Pictures That I Mutilated

I had a good old time in CompuPic Pro last night, and I felt like sharing. You should look and be amazed.

Nightvision:

Ghastly:

Old Photo:

Pretty neat, right? Well, I thought so anyway. I enjoyed making these, and you can probably find more pics like this if you look in my Icons folder or my Other folder, which are both in my Pictures Folder, under Backup. Well, that’s it for tonight, folks. By the way, I’m gonna be sick tomorrow… just thought I should tell you!

The Best Thing Ever

Those of you who haven’t seen Hetalia will still get it. You can probably guess who’s in that window.

Beloved Sister of Mine

Even as I watch, I can feel the tingling, bubbling sensation in my heart. My head feels light, I could fly. She is smiling at me, thanking me for the drink. A strawberry smoothie; her favorite.
I wave off her thanks, telling her that ‘it’s nothing’, and head upstairs to my room.
Dear Diary, I write in my head, thinking over the entry before I even have the book out, I couldn’t tell you how much I love her. She is always there for me; she has stolen my heart without even asking! I, however, do not mind in the least. If I wanted to give away my love, she would be the one I would want to give it to. She is my most precious person.
I am writing now, wondering if I could imitate her pretty handwriting, her lovely signature. I try. I fail.
I don’t really mind; if I and she were the same, I would not love her, because I would be able to see all of our flaws.
She is self-conscious, she doesn’t like herself, she degrades the perfection that is herself. I wish she would stop; I don’t see these imperfections, these tiny flaws that she hates with a passion, and I do not understand why they bother her so much. Why can she not just see what is HER? Why can’t she just see herself for who she is? I love her so much, but nothing I say can express to her what I feel when she is angry with herself.
It’s painful to see someone so perfect see themselves as something so ugly. It is miserable, for both of us. I wish that I could show her the beauty of HER. I wish I could prove to her that she is not ugly, but the purest, more beautiful thing this Earth will ever see.
My sister, why must you hate yourself so?
Because, dearest younger, if I loved all in the world, how could I be called human?
But why, my love, must you choose yourself to be the one that you despise? Why can’t it be someone else? Someone more deserving of such loathing as you bestow upon yourself? Why, isn’t there someone else in this world that you could hate? There must be! I will find someone for you to direct your hatred towards… just please don’t be this way to yourself.
It pains me so to see such a lovely creature burdened and sullied by mere feelings of consciousness. To see her breaking herself down to the barest of herself, just to find the flaws.
Beloved sister of mine, how I love you so. I wish that we could be together forever… Nothing in this world could amount to the feeling I have towards you. I love you, I hate you, I feel everything about you. I wish that we could be together, but alas, we must be apart.
Dearest Regina,
I love you. How I wish that I could show you how perfect you are.