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Title: Happiness Is a Warm Gun
Fandom: Death Sentence
Characters: The whole gang, plus a few OCs
Rated: R, for the usual suspects
Chapters: 2/?
Word Count: ~4,440
Disclaimer: Don't own Death Sentence or any of the characters associated with the movie and the novel it was based on. Anyone else you see is mine.
Summary: There were just some things, some people that had a gravitational pull. Like black holes. When it came to Billy Darley, he was supermassive. And once you fell past his event horizon, there was no being saved.

A/N:There are going to be quite a few terms (mostly gang related) thrown around in this fic, so I've started marking the ones that might not be familiar to some readers with numbers. The definitions can be found at the end of chapter footnotes.
And as always, feedback is welcomed and loved.
 

( Chapter 2 )

Previous Chapters:
Chapter 1

I'm on triple pet sitting duty this week, seeing as how everyone else in my family is heading to Disney World and I'm stuck here in the good ol' ATL. Le sigh. I wouldn't be so pissy about it if most of the fam didn't live out in Bumble Fuck, which means I have to make a 40 minute drive twice a day (longer if there's rush hour traffic) to feed said animals and keep them company. It must be take advantage of Neo week or something.

In other news, I'm torn between getting another tattoo or getting another piercing. Or just bitting the bullet and getting both. I've been mulling over getting an industrial in my right ear for a few years now. And I also want to balance out my wrist tattoos. I'm leaning more towards a tattoo, mostly because I want to try a new artist. As much as I love my German with his mutton chops at Sacred Heart, it's time to branch out and see what other places have to offer.

Writers block is kicking my but right now. Hopefully I'll have something post worthy in the next week or so. But considering how many stories I've started and never finished, I could be eating my words. Whatever.

HAPPY SATURDAY EVERYBODY!.

( Supernatural 4.15, totally spoiled )

Got my hospital bill today; I could buy a new car with the amount of money they're asking for. Considering the emotional mood I've been in, I'm kind of shocked I managed not to freak out when I opened the envelope. Guess it's my brain trying not to cope with something I can't deal with at the moment. Whatever. I'll probably break down tomorrow once those numbers set in, and the vodka is all gone.

In the mean time, I have about five episodes of Battlestar to watch. Oh, and finishing up my copy of House of Leaves, which is a much of a mind fuck as I thought it would be.

I just busted out of the ER this afternoon after spending four days being pumped full of donated platelets and IVIg steroids to get my 4,000 platelet count up to the standard 150,000-400,000 range. Apparently I have ITP, which pretty much means my immune system is in overdrive and attacking my platelets and the doctors can't figure out why. In the mean time, I'm apt to bruise easily, bleed under my skin (yeah petechiae,) or just die from internal bleeding if I so much I run into a doorway (which I'm prone to do from time to time 'cause I'm clumsy and drink vodka.)
( Who did I piss off in another life? )

You know, I was going to say something happy and positive to end this post, but I'm tired and stressed and my arm hurts from the IV. So I'm going to bed with the hope that tomorrow is going to be full of rainbows, singing birds, and butterflies. Or finding a hundred bucks in a gutter would be swell. I wouldn't even spend it on my many vices.

Title: Happiness Is a Warm Gun
Fandom: Death Sentence
Characters: The whole gang, plus a few OCs (including Lady from The Sweets)
Rated: R, for the usual suspects
Chapters: 1/?
Word Count: 4,253
Disclaimer: Don't own Death Sentence or any of the characters associated with the movie and the novel it was based on. Anyone else you see is mine.
Summary: There were just some things, some people that had a gravitational pull. Like black holes. When it came to Billy Darley, he was supermassive. And once you fell past his event horizon, there was no being saved.

A/N: ( It only took me about four months to get this first chapter finished... )
At the moment I don't have a beta for any of my DS fics, so please let me know about any glaring mistakes. And feedback is always love.

( Chapter 1 )

Drawn by musashden , who is only the greatest friend in the world, about our slightly twisted ways of showing love.

I swear my next post will actually be something fic related.

Wow.

Kripke, I know you don't have the budget for such awesomeness, but Battlestar blew Supernatural clear out of the water as far as a return from hiatus goes.

Just saying.

So much for my out on the town plans. Damn you cable ::fist shake::

Weather.com says it's 12°F but it feels more like 1°F.

Hotlanta? LIES!

- First and foremost, happy b-day toopheliapunk! I hope you are having a great one. If not, shame on you. And I swear one of these days I'll send you some words to beta.

- So the sequel to Boondock Saints, All Saints Day is in post production. Squee! This makes me happy in all sorts of ways. Even more so because David Della Rocco will be returning in what I'll assume is some sort of flashback scene. I'm still surprised it ever got the greenlight because I've heard director/writter Troy Duffy is bit of an ass.

- In other movie/remake/sequel news, apparently another Tron film is in the works, due 2011. I have this thing against remaking or continuing classics. Most of the time it's unnecessary and it never does the original justice. But Gerrett Hedlund is said to be cast as the lead, and Karl Urban is also rumored to be attached, so I'm slightly interested.

- SUPERNATURAL is back in force. Though I'm kinda tired of all the angst!dean. Srsly, those two need to kidnap a head doctor or start taking lithium or something. At least he's not suicidal!dean any longer. Though confession!dean isn't any better. Because it's obvious talking about it isn't helping him any. And it's just putting more guilt on Sam, who's been less Chatty Cathy with the feelings stuff since El Deano told the truth.

( cut for 4.11 talk )

- BATTLESTAR is back tomorrow. I know I'm going to miss it, cause it's Friday and, well, that's my drinking day. Hopefully it will be On Demand along side the Face of The Enemy webisodes. Poor Gaeta. Just can't get a frakking break.

My son, this year is almost over.

Main resolution for next year: Get back into drawing. Because I have about a million pieces I've started but never finished. Though I think I'll get out of portraits and go in a different direction. Maybe pin-ups. Probably with George Petty as a heavy influence.

( Other things I need to do: )

( Other things of interest: )

Happy New Year everyone! Hope it's a good one.

A few holiday icons I made for a work contest. Which I won, and got free Roly Poly for all my troubles.

Rules:
1. No hotlinking
2. Please credit neogenesis85 
3. Edit and play with them all you want
4. ???
5. PROFIT!!!

Preview
   



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3rd Shift Photos!!!!
This is what my weekends consist of:


Matt as Rag Man. Who you gonna call?
( More pics after the cut )

*All photos courtesy of Imoto, Slush, and Captain Crazy Productions.

Title: The Blood Is Love
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: Dean, mentions of Sam and YED
Spoilers: 4.10
Rating: R for a few dirty words
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em.
Summary: He understands the art of keeping a secret, because sometimes the whole truth can break a man.

A/N: A little drabble I wrote when the idea hit. It's a try on my part to capture Dean's voice.

( Dean will never admit it, but he's actually glad old Yellow Eyes did what he did.  )

Did people not take/pay attention in US History? Is our education system that screwed up that we don't even know the basic facts behind our nation's set up?

If I read one more quote or hear one more person claim that America was built on Christian values then I'm going to buy a huge dildo and commence with the beatings.

Here's the deal:
When those folks across the pond took that long and dangerous journey to the New World it was for basically three things: Money (trade, natural resources, etc.) Debtors Prisons, and ESCAPE FROM RELIGIOUS PROSECUTION (like the Quakers, the Puritans, the Shakers, and the Jews.)

And those big wigs that were our founders... well contrary to popular belief McCain, I'm looking at you! they were not all Christian. They were a mix of CHRISTIAN, ATHEISTS, AGNOSTIC, DEISTS, & bloody FREEMASONS. And I'm pretty sure they remembered how messed up things were in the Old World because kings ruled through DIVINE RIGHT which resulted in centuries of bloodshed between the CROWN, the CHURCH, and the PEOPLE. Our Founding Fathers had already given them a big 'Screw You Guys!' when they declared independence, so why would they go and create another system that allowed religion and government to mix?

Hence why the Constitution and Bill of Rights are SECULAR.

This issue has been increasingly frustrating for me. I just wanted to get it off my chest and tell people to READ A BOOK every now and then. Cause 'The More You Know' is a good way to live, even if those commercials were cheesy as hell.

Yes, the majority of the nation is Christian or some denomination of it.  But, the fact still remains that we are a country that excepts REEDOM OF (ALL) RELIGION. And that means you can't go limiting a persons natural rights because the BIBLE says it's wrong.

I've always been a fan, but Electric Six now lives in my pants. True Story.

And Mr. Valentine, I will get your autograph. I missed you by the skin of my teeth tonight. But almost getting run over by your 2nd guitar player and watching your keyboardist wipe out in a puddle of cheep beer and liquor made up for it.

Thanks for bringing the good times and the laughs. I'll see you in April.

Plus, I might actually be able to get some sleep now. Thank you Zombie Jebus. I shall never doubt you again.

So those six hours spent in line for early voting... totally worth it this election! To sum it all up, some guy from Georgetown had the perrrrrrrfect sign:

'Why wait? Evict Bush Now.'

WORD.

I didn't get to celebrate the Dems victory last night because I was glued to the TV (btw, John Stewart & Stephen Colbert together again. Be still my heart.) But I'm on my way out to my local watering hole for a PBR tallboy and too many Marlboros.

I don't envy the work Obama has to do in order to clean up the mess that is our country at the moment. So my drink goes to him.

On a less serious note but still just as serious b/c it's fucking Charlie Hunnam it's Wednesday!!! You know what that means? Sons of Anarchy (yes, I'm hooked and proud of it.) Can't wait to see my Gemma stick it to the man. But to tide me over until 10, I yanked this from peopleareshapes.
( Cut for Jax knife, gun, SOA Leather pornage )</div>
I'm done with this ramble. Here's to a better four years.

Title: Ammon
Fandom: Supernatural
Characters: John, OC
Spoilers: Season 3 & AU future events.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Belongs to Kripke. The lucky cuss.
Summary: Angels have always had an interest in the Winchesters.

A/N: This is my first posted Supernatural fic. The idea popped into my head this afternoon at the store and I just had to write it. My beta is out of town, so any mistakes that you see are solely mine.

( He comes staggering through the white, a hunched silhouette that fights its way through raging winds. )

"A guy feeling strongly about another woman's uterus is like me feeling strongly about his prostate." - Spoken wisely by bellasmommy at thequestionclub in response to this idiotic post.

There are times when I go back and read over my later work. Mostly when the libations are plentiful and I'm feeling a little nostalgic.
After wards, all I can think is that I should let go of the typing thing and focus on the fifty million other projects that  ruin run my life.

( You know that being spread too thin feeling? Yeah, it's no fucking fun. And I've got a major case of it right now.  )

Le sigh. I need a break.

From myself.