Mushroom_king

I need to finish inking and coloring a set of drawings I drew of the A.D. as RPG characters. I also will probably do some reading.

NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOUUUUU

Hey Dog Lover, I'm not sure if I've already brought this up before, but the video game EarthBound has a plethora of Beatles references in it; that, and I found a Beatles reference in one of the Star Fox games. (One of the characters is named General Pepper, and when the characters meet him, one of them says "General pepper? I thought he was only a sergeant.") I could give you a list of the ones from EB if you like.

Mr. Tinkertrain-Ozzy. everything about this song is awesome.

I also LOVED the book City of Ember. The movie was sort of OK...but there was some weird stuff. Like the giant mole. Where did that come from? But reading the book for the first time was such a fun experience...the suspense of not knowing whether or not they're going to get out...etc. I've read all the other ones too (sparks, yonwood, darkhold) but ember is the best. ~Liz It's so interesting that I watched COE when I did, because I just finished a documentary on evolution that actually talked about the same species of mole featured in the film (the star nosed mole). I just found that to be an interesting coincidence. I found that the film didn't really explain itself very well. I have a bad memory and read the book a long time ago so I was hoping that the story would explain some of the plot points so I could remember but they didn't really talk about it at all. They didn't even . Bad storytelling, really. But I do like the adventure/mystery element. Yeah...they did leave out a lot. Why do movies always do that? (Like Harry Potter...) ~Liz Obviously they never read the book. Didn't you know? Whenever they make a movie based off something, they are required by law to hire a director and actors who have never read the book/played the video game, that way it stays as faaaaar away from canon as possible.

SORRY, HORATIO, BALD PEOPLE DON'T WORK ON ME.

FOOOOOOOOD FIGHT!!!!!!!!! *RUNS AND GETS THE REDDI WHIP CANS TO INTENSIFY THE FUN* RUN SOME LAPS IN THE PROCESS OF GETTING THIS REDDIWHIP PASTELVADER IS WATCHING YOU *THROWS ARKCHER A CASE OF REDDI WHIP CANS TO START* MORE CASES ARE ON THEIR WAY. *RUNS OFF TO LOOK FOR - KAT - AND MUSHROOM_KING* -COVERS EYES WITH HANDS- YOU'LL NEVER FIND ME

Bowser Road (Mario Galaxy version)-Mahito Yokota

At a party.

NOT THE PINNNNNNK LOLIVADER!!!!!!!! *SCREEEEAAAAAAMMMMMMMMS AND RUNSSSSSSSSSSSS* THE ONLY WAY TO AVOID IT IS TO MAKE PENANCE! D< ALSO, MAKING PHAICES THAT INVOLVE LOWERCASE LETTERS ALSO COUNTS AS LAPS, IN CASE ANYBODY WAS WONDERING. O RLY. *slaps - Kat - around a little bit* How about now? MOAR LAPS! PENANCE X2! CHEESUS HORATIO! DON'T MAKE ME GET MY MEAT GRINDER! I REALLY NEED SOME THINGS TO THROW IN IT! *THROWS GORILLA GLUE INTO MUSHROOM_KING'S MEAT GRINDER* *LAUGHS UNCONTROLLABLY* GO FOR IT!!! *THROWS MUSHROOM_KING AND - KAT - INTO A OVERSIZED VAT OF ORANGE JELLO* I DON'T SEE WHAT GORILLA GLUE WOULD DO. IT WOUL JUST KEEP YOU IN THERE AND YOU WOULD SUFFER MORE.

Perhaps if he hears me, you will go after him for dinner instead of trying to eat me> I don't think I could pull off eating a wolf. I could probably eat some celebrities that we could live without, though. I'll throw a little salt and pepper on the celebrities, put a little Double Devon Cream and Jam on the side. Anything else you need to make those celebrities taste a little better? I don't think they'll taste very good, I just want them out of the way! Celebrities will only get out of the way when we stop buying the publications that puts their lives on the pages and stop buying tickets to the movies. I like watching celebrities in movies, that's the entire purpose of their existance. It's just that I don't want to see them anywhere else. Which is why we need to kill ones like Paris Hilton that aren't actually famous for anything.

NOT THE PINNNNNNK LOLIVADER!!!!!!!! *SCREEEEAAAAAAMMMMMMMMS AND RUNSSSSSSSSSSSS* THE ONLY WAY TO AVOID IT IS TO MAKE PENANCE! D< ALSO, MAKING PHAICES THAT INVOLVE LOWERCASE LETTERS ALSO COUNTS AS LAPS, IN CASE ANYBODY WAS WONDERING. O RLY. *slaps - Kat - around a little bit* How about now? MOAR LAPS! PENANCE X2! CHEESUS HORATIO! DON'T MAKE ME GET MY MEAT GRINDER! I REALLY NEED SOME THINGS TO THROW IN IT!

About two hours had passed, yet Edna had not gotten tired; he simply sat in front of the fireplace, flipping through Cheesemaster's books. Cheesemaster let out a sigh and stood up for a moment. He had taken off his coat and sweater, since it was warm inside. He'd also taken off his gloves and scarf. "Mr. Cheesemaster," Said Edna, "I've looked through all your books. I looked through your big smart-sounding ones, and the fiction ones, and I can't read any of them. Is there anything else I can do while I wait?" Cheesemaster thought for a moment, and looked at his TV. "You could play some of my games if you wanted to." "Games? I like those! What kinds of board games?" Cheesemaster giggled. "Well, I wasn't talking about those...I do have some of those, but they require more than one person to play. And I'm too busy." Edna looked confused. "I was talking more about my video games." "What's that?" "What do you mean, what's that?" "What's a vih-joe-jame?" "It's...it's like-It's a-Game on a TV. Uh, let me show you." Edna climbed down from the chair and walked over to the TV. Cheesemaster fumbled around a bit, until he reached one of his older systems, his Super Nintendo; inside it was his favorite game, which you may remember as I mentioned it early on; it was Super Mario RPG. Edna stared in wonder and confusion as he saw the screen light up. Cheesemaster showed him how to play it, and was surprised at how well he understood it. "I'll be able to play with you later on, alright? I have to finish your bed first. This is the hard part, building the frame. The blankets will be easy." "You can sew, Mr. Cheesemaster?" "Of course I can!" He said, as he started to finish up the bed frame. "Say, do you maybe want this frame painted?" Edna thought for a moment. "Nah. I'm alright. Besides, those fabrics you must intend on making my blankets out of, they were already colorful!" Cheesemaster laughed under his breath. "Yes, I thought maybe you would like them." "But Mr. Cheesemaster, what about a mattress?" Cheesemaster winked at him. "I'm way ahead of you, kid! I found a couch cushion in the closet earlier. It didn't cross my mind until now." Edna smiled, but said nothing. Time passed, and Cheesemaster had gotten to sewing the blankets. He decided to stuff them full of old, soft things that Edna helped him gather from around the house, and it didn't take much time. He was going to sew up a pillowcase, but he decided to lend him one of his own instead. Edna looked over the bed, and leaped onto it, bouncing as he laughed. "It's so soft! Thank you so much!" Cheesemaster smiled. "I'm glad you like it, but it's getting late. You need to sleep, as do I." Cheesemaster was about to go into his room, when he heard Edna whimper, so he turned his head around. "Mr. Cheesemaster?" "Hm?" Edna clasped his hands and looked at the ground. "Could...Could you put my bed in your room? I'm afraid. I was scared when I slept in your bed, too, but didn't want to tell you." Cheesemaster stood there for a few moments, and then smiled, showing Edna that he wasn't angry. "Oh, that's fine with me." He walked over and grabbed the front of the bed. Edna tried to help, but he shook his head, reminding him to not do things he wasn't able to do, and he dragged it in, placing it just at the foot of his own bed. Edna sat on his bed, kicked off his shoes, and then took off his hat, and then sat by his bed, kneeling, with his hands clasped. Cheesemaster had token off his hat, shoes, and suspenders, and was about to take off his glasses when he glanced at Edna. "Whatever are you doing?" Edna's head abruptly went upright, and the two of them looked at each other. "I was saying my prayers." Cheesemaster murmured "Ah?" under his breath, and then got back to getting ready to sleep. "After all that's happened to you, with people mistreating you, you still believe in a God?" Edna shook his head. "At home they always told me God loved me and I didn't believe them. Then I met you and realized they were right." Cheesemaster gasped lightly, as he looked at him. Edna pulled his blanket up. "Don't you forget to say yours, too." Cheesemaster smiled sadly. "Thanks. But I don't pray to anyone." Edna turned around and looked at him. "You don't?" Cheesemaster sighed. "I don't believe in something I can't sense." "Oh," Said Edna. Then he smiled again. "What about wishing? Do you ever make wishes?" "I don't make wishes. I make things happen for myself." "Oh," He said. "Well, good night." "Good night, Edna." "Thanks for everything." "Hey, don't mention it," He said, and after the light went out they both went to sleep. [full chapter next time]

I collect cosmetic brochures. They make me lol.

LIAR LIAR PLANTS FOR HIRE! WHERE I LIVE IT'S ONLY 9 PM! I WIN. IF I KNEW HOW TO TAKE SCREENSHOTS ON THIS THING I WOULD PROVE YOU WRONG SCREENSHOTS ARE ACCOMPLISHED BY PRESSING THE SHIFT, APPLE AND 4 KEY AT THE SAME TIME. BEFORE PRESSING THESE KEYS, MOVE THE CURSOR TO THE UPPER LEFT CORNER WHERE YOU WANT TO START, THEN PRESS THE SHIFT, APPLE AND 4, YOU WILL SEE A LITTLE CIRCLE THINGY, THIS IS WHAT YOU DRAG TO COVER THE AREA YOU WANT TO SCREENSHOT. DRAGGING THE CIRCLE THINGY IS BY PRESSING DOWN THE CLICKER BAR AND MOVING YOUR FINGER ON THE PAD IN THE DIRECTION YOU WANT TO GO. WHEN YOU RELEASE THE CLICKER BAR, YOU WILL FIND PICTURE 1 (OR WHATEVER NUMBER SCREENSHOT YOU ARE UP TO) ON YOUR DESKTOP. YOU CAN UPLOAD THIS IMAGE TO HAMPSTERDANCE. SWEET CHEESUS WHY MUST EVERYTHING BE SO COMPLICATED?

[Rich, British D***** bags are a lot of fun to write about.] Cheesemaster went into his own bedroom, where Edna had been sleeping ever since he had first moved in. He didn't think he had a bed or anything similar anywhere, but he decided to check anyway. He searched through his closet, and some storage, but with no avail. He went back into the living room to find Edna flipping through a large, hardbound book with a deep read cover. It was one of many books on engineering and computer technology that Cheesemaster owned. "Oh, Edna," He said, leaning onto the armchair, "What are you looking at?" Edna looked up at him, and quickly shut the book."I'm so sorry, Mr. Cheesemaster! I looked at your things without looking!" "No, it's fine. Do you like engineering, too?" Edna shook his head, and whimpered a little. "No. I can't read very well. I looked at the pictures." Cheesemaster sat down in the other armchair. "I want to learn how to program computers, and I want to be an engineer. I want to work with machines." "Is that why you and Arkcher are friends? He's an inventor, too." "I'm not an inventor," Said Cheesemaster, folding his arms and looking at the fire. "And inventor builds new things. An engineer works with things that already exist." "Oh," Said Edna quietly. Cheesemaster stood up, and stretched for a moment. "Well, I was correct that I don't have a suitable bed for you. Nor do I have room to put it. There's only one bedroom, after all." "I'll sleep in here," Said Edna. "On the couch. It'll still be better than the beds I slept on back at the orphanage." Cheesemaster's eyes widened, and he let out a muffled "Ah?", and then said, "Ah? You lived in an orphanage? I thought you lived on the streets." "That was only when I came to Invision. On Skizzenbuch I lived in an orphanage...and it was awful." Cheesemaster sat back down and put his elbows on his knees, his hands bunched up into fists by his face, listening intently. "No one wanted to adopt me because of my strange power." "Strange power?" Cheesemaster wondered, his face unchanging. "Your PSI, correct?" Edna nodded. "Uh-huh. I got in really big trouble one day because I used it on a vistor." "Wh-What happened?" Edna's hands bunched into trembling fists and he sunk into the chair, his face full of hate. "I was usually so quiet, but this kid was bragging to me about how he still had his parents, and then he went and made fun of mine!" "Cheesemaster folded his arms, and while his head didn't move, his eyes looked over to his right, and he folded his arms. "How can he make fun of your parents if even you have never met them?" "Exactly!" Shouted Edna, nearly jumping out of the chair. "I unleashed one of my weakest attacks on him and I barely hurt him and he started crying and I got punished! I didn't get to eat that night." "That's horrible," Said Cheesemaster, angry. Edna slumped in his chair. "It made me so mad. And they didn't do anything about him." Cheesemaster stood up and picked up Edna. "Well, no matter what happened, it's in the past and you needn't worry about it anymore. Now, We've spent about an hour and a half in here, and we need to do something about a bed before everyone gets off work, because when they do we gotta work again." --------------------------------- The two of them walked out of the house, and decided to go to the town square, which was where most of the shops were. There ought to be a bed there, and there wouldn't be many people, either. Cheesemaster stuffed some papers into a bag in case anyone there would want one. "I hope the weather gets better," Said Edna, as he looked up to the sky and saw the clouds beginning to break and the sun finally coming out. It was still cold, and there was still snow, but the sun was still nice. Cheesemaster put his hands behind his head as he listened to Edna. "Yea, I hope so too, Even though I look darn good in this coat and the scarf." Edna laughed and tried to keep up, even though Cheesemaster wasn't walking very fast. "That sounds like something Arkcher would say!" Cheesemaster laughed loudly, and through his mirth he said, "No, because he would be talking about his hair, not his clothing!" Once they got to the shops, the two were surprised; while it was true it wasn't entirely crowded, there were a lot more people there then they had thought there would be. Cheesemaster looked around, until his eyes fell on a particular area. He grinned, and Edna, not knowing what he might be up to, followed him. Edna found themselves inside a store selling wood and fabric. He clinged to Cheesemaster, and asked why they were here instead of a furniture shop. Cheesemaster smiled, but said nothing. The clerk of the store, a nameless Invisionist, instantly recognized them. "Ah, newsie, and the shoe shine kid. You two brothers or something?" Cheesemaster shook his head. "I adopted him. And I want to build a bed for him." Edna gasped. "Build one? But Cheesemaster-" The clerk raised an eyebrow, and finished Edna's sentence. "Do you even know how to build one?" Cheesemaster smiled. "I have the internet. I can find out how." "Now the question is, can you afford the supplies?" Cheesemaster reached into his bag and grabbed his wallet. "I was saving up money to buy myself some video games, but I think I'll get you a bed instead." Edna was excited. He'd just given up something he wanted to get for himself, and was getting something for Edna instead! -------------------------- "Come on, Edna, help me carry all this," Said Cheesemaster. He grabbed the planks of wood, and Edna grabbed the fabrics, which he assumed were for blankets and pillows. They were all sorts of bright colors, and Edna was very excited. "We need to hurry and drop these off at home, alright? Then we'll have to get to work." Edna nodded, and started to run, but he still didn't keep up with Cheesemaster. The two of them had the supplies dropped off just as everyone was getting off of work and were coming by for their paper and shoe-shine. Unfortunately, this meant Jakob Rabbitt would be coming by as well; when he wasn't busy in court, he was usually using the wonders of technology to see if there were any cases back on Cullough. Seeingas it's the horror-story planet and people die all the time, there were always openings. Cheesemaster wasn't worried, but the entire time, Edna was worried that he would come by soon and try to scare him again. But then his worries would melt away when he remembered that Cheesemaster would defend him should that happen. And to make a long story short, it did happen. Jakob tried, unsuccessfully, to intimidate Cheesemaster with his height. "What do you want this time, Jakob? You're not in the paper today. Do you come here for the sole purpose of coming to make fun of us?!" Cheesemaster looked and saw none of the other Rabbitts were there. Unfortunately. "I may not be in there today, but I will be soon. Due to the success of my previous court case, I've decided to become the rampant prosecutor I once was. I must win as many cases as I can, to show people I mean business!!!" "That's..." Said Cheesemaster, taking in a large breath, "FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaantaastic." Jakob's eye twitched. "Do you doubt what a prosecuting genius I am?!" "I don't." "Liar," He muttered. "A worthless newsie as yourself could never understand something like the court system." This made Edna angry. He turned his head around, and shouted, "Mr. Cheesemaster is NOT an idiot! He's going to work with computers when he's older! He'll build them, and fix them, and improve them! That's better then standing around in a court room! It helps people a lot better!" Jakob's eyes continued to twitch, as he glared at him. "You d*** Chimney Sweep," He muttered through gritted teeth, "You d***, no-good, worthless, ORPHAN!!!" He had a look in his eye, as though he could strangle someone. "You don't know a DAMN thing about my job! I prosecute criminals and they go to jail, or worse! And you say I don't provide some kind of benefit to society..." "If you're doing such a good job, why don't you do something about the people who mistreated me just 'cause I was an orphan? Right, because you're one of them!!" "Hmph!!" Shouted Jakob. "I've no time to deal with lowlifes such as you two! You can go on doing this! I don't care if you live or die!" "That's an awful thing to say and you know it!!!" Shouted a random passerby, but Jakob ignored him, and probably shoved him to the ground, his cape fluttering in the wind. Cheesemaster grit his teeth, his eye twitching, like Jakob's had a few moments ago. He'd completely crossed the line, with his statements. Now he knew for a fact that Jakob Rabbitt hated anyone who was of a different social class than him. The rest of the shift worked out normally. When the number of people lessened considerably, the sun had already dipped below the horizon, and the two went inside. Cheesemaster got the wood, first, and some tools, and decided to start working on Edna's bed. [Cheesemaster's religion or lack thereof finally gets mentioned next chapter! XD]

LONG, LONG AGO, IN A CLOSET FAR, FAR AWAY...

Bringing in groceries, showering, eating a cookie.

I am not planning on getting off the internet, ever. Except tomorrow. Tomorrow I'm going to a party.

Watching anime.

LIAR LIAR PLANTS FOR HIRE! WHERE I LIVE IT'S ONLY 9 PM! I WIN. IF I KNEW HOW TO TAKE SCREENSHOTS ON THIS THING I WOULD PROVE YOU WRONG

[This was meant as an extension to the last chapter.] James sighed as Edna finished the job and they both stood up. "Because people like you are rare nowadays, especially youngsters such as yourself." "And if you think they're hard to find on Invision, imagine how hard they are to find on any other planet!" Said Dawn. "I remember back on Dreamtopia, the school I went to with MK, and Blood Queen, Vanilla, and PMM. There were no nice guys there!" James laughed, and then sighed again. "It's a shame, really. And it seems a lot of women would rather take a man such as my brother over someone who would treat them kindly." Dawn looked over at James, and said, "James, what do you mean? Are you talking about my sister?" "Julia? I...of course not. I simply used my brother as an example." There was an awkward silence between all four of them, until Kat suddenly rammed into the middle of all four of them. "Cheesemaster! Dawn! Whoever you two are!" She said, and nearly knocked Cheesemaster's glasses off of his face. She pointed frantically to her pocket. "Setsuna got sucked into another dimension!" "Again?!" said Cheesemaster, dumbfounded. "That's the 6th time this month," Moaned James. "Please, someone needs to retrieve her!" Cheesemaster sighed. "Do you mind if I use my katana?" He asked, and she nodded. Edna stood back, with James and Dawn knowing they would need to head home soon. Cheesemaster carefully stuck his katana into Kat's pocket, and instantly the portal vanished and Setsuna popped out. Kat sighed in relief and thanks Cheesemaster, and then went on her way. "What a random event," Muttered James. "At least it broke up the awkwardness. But me and Dawn are going to head on home now, if that's fine with you two." "Oh, it's fine. And tell Jakob to pay before he runs off next time." "I will," Said James, giving the money for his own shoe shine to Cheesemaster. "Have a good day." "You too!" He shouted, and after they had both left, Cheesemaster picked Edna up. "Alright, little Chimney sweep. This is the time of day when everyone is at work, and I've found that no one who is about at this time wants a paper or shoeshine. So let's go on inside. We still need to figure out a bed for you." Edna nodded. "Yea, we do. I feel kind of bad when I see you sleeping on the couch." Cheesemaster smiled at him as he closed the door and got a fire going. "No, you deserve to sleep in my bed for now. You've been sleeping in a building with no bed for a long time now. You deserve it." Edna sat in one of the armchairs in front of the fireplace. "Mr. Cheesemaster?" He turned around as he was leaving to go look around the house for anything that might make for a bed. "Yes?" "Why do you always put everyone else before you?" Cheesemaster thought for a very long time. "I have no reason. It's become an instinct." "Did your parents teach you to be that way?" Cheesemaster acted surprised, and quickly turned around. "Don't tell me you were an orphan, too?" "No, No! Nothing like that!" He said, acting embarrassed. "It's just..." Edna smiled. "Oh! I get it! Did you go to a special school that teaches you that sort of thing?" "Goodness no," He said. "I-We didn't have enough money for those!" "Then how did you learn?" Said Edna, with a confused frown. "Well...one way is that I taught myself. But this is all a story for a different day. You sit there. I'll see what I can make of a bed for you."

Dog???? Did I miss something? I know my eyesight is bad, but... ? What a pretty kitty!!!!! I was talking about Leguan's dog XD *steals MK's cats and dogs into the luffles* RAAAAWWWWR THAT'S MY CAT

Showering.

Did Libby get a drink? Your dogs have seats at the dinner table? Where are their place settings? Libby was trying to drink. The dogs don't have their own spots, they were only sitting there like it.