Mynx

*curls up in corner with a huge tub of popcorn and sits there muching contently as I watch the game* I love the slander of Hollywood [OOC: Gryph, no comments about the popcorn!]

*giggles* so would it be computer-cide if you threw it out a window when it crashed? Loved ths story!

Go on a day trip to the Grand Canyon. That's lots of fun. And if you can, try and go to one of the shows Vegas is always putting on. I was lucky enough to see Drew Carey and the improve 'All Stars' when I was there and it was brilliant. Of course this is all subject to affordability (I love parents) but it can't hurt to keep them in mind.

*tacklehugs with much enthusiasm* I want news and photos and stories you two! Yay for Jason!

A Kitten Minion weaves through the throng of people crowding Merelas and jumps into his arms, a note tied around its neck that read: Mynx stuck at work... HAPPY BIRTHDAY! [OOC: Have a great day ]

Never take a Black Belt's invitation to hit him full power... And never believe him when he says he won't hit back

Yup It's not a matter of being closeminded. It's a matter of there being a distinct lack of martial arts in my area and my refusal to accept weakness and give in. Yup In my situation...Not really I'm afraid ...To everyone else who has made a comment here, thanks. I really appreciate all the advice and support I'm getting here and it's nice to know that you don't seem to regard me as 'That really weird cat who likes to kill things' all the time... Well maybe you do... But yo still talk to me! That's what matters...

Well...yeah. Gryphon and Pillow are both right, and while I appreciate your advice here Shathward, there's one thing about me you have to realise... ...I'm Insane.

'Stuck in the Middle With You' Don't know the artist but considering that it was back music in that WONDERFUL scene from the film Reservoir Dogs, I think it fits

Gaa! I'm being attacked by kindness! *rueful grin* Thank you guys, it really does help and mean a lot to me. I have looked at other martial arts. The problem(s) I face is that I am too stubborn to leave the art at this stage in my rank. I refuse to be just another black belt who got the minimum rank and then disappeared. But it was the reason I stopped training for a while. I'm back because that instructor is no longer fully in charge of my training. I only have the bad luck to get him about 1 week in 7. I had a bit of bad luck last year in the manner of things Taekwon-Do related. Me, Gryphon and Cryptomancer left our original club due to a number of issues, some of which were raised by a small mistake on my part. Coming to a new club where the instructor has such different methods and values so late in the game does make things hard, and if it weren't for the fact that he is no longer the default instructor, I probably would be still sitting on my fat ass and watching it get fatter. So, put up with this guy every now and then to prove to both him and myself that I am capable of reaching his rank? I think I'll tolerate the pain a little longer to rub THAT in his face...

*hugs*

Sorry if this post is about to annoy anyone but I really need a vent... I'm now into the second week of my first year at University and I must say I am of two minds about it. In honesty, I think it's safe to say that I'm enjoying it, but I also have to wonder how long I'm going to last. I'm nocturnal by nature, and yet my timetable requires I get up at ungodly hours of the morning when the sun is yet to rise. Normally one would combat this by going to bed earlier but I encounter two problems here... The first is, of course, the fact that I am nocturnal. There is only so early I can get to bed and get any sleep. The second problem is that I have just gone back to Taekwon-Do after a break of about 8 months. That takes up two nights of my week and the rest, when once again I would like to be sleeping, I have to study. I know, I know, other people have had worse quit my whining and all that jazz. I'm honestly not looking for pity here guys... Just needed to write...even if no one reads. So aside from the fact that my sanity is slowly unravelling at the edges with study and training and work and study (rinse, wash, repeat)... What else is new with me? Getting back into training has been an interesting experience. Good, because I'm slowly getting fitter and relearning that which I forgot. There is a chance for me to grade to the next level of black belt in a few months and hopefully I might even be ready to take that chance... The bad thing about it, is that there is one particular instructor who is the reason I stopped training in the first place. Due to a club reorganisation, he hardly trains us anymore, but last night I was unlucky to fall under his control again. Again, I probably sound like I'm griping and in self pity so once more I apoligise. It's just hard for me to train under this guy. He has this ideal that unless you can pass a black belt examination with a Distinction (top marks), you don't deserve your grade. According to that rule then, I'm pond scum by his books. I got what is called an 'Incomplete' - not a fail, but I had to resit one area again before I got my pass. This is quite a personal topic for me...I hate having that incomplete title in my history and even though I now hold the rank I still feel shaky about it. And last night just made it worse. After having about three bad rounds of sparring (freeform fighting - not full contact) and enough bruises to give me a limp, the instructor turns his attention to me and loudly proclaims for all the club to hear: "How in the hell did you get your black belt? Your sparring is TERRIBLE!" Not exactly what you want to hear from an instructor when you are looking to grade again at the end of the year. *sighs* I'm sorry guys I don't mean to get on anyones nerves... Just needed to talk and also let you guys know that if I wander into the Pen and say something stupid, chances are it's just because I haven't had the time or coherency to keep up with all the current events here... I'm going to crawl off and hide in the shadows for a bit now... I'm exhausted and it's destroying my train of thought. Sorry for taking up how ever many minutes it takes for you to read this. Comments are welcome, but even if this thing disappears into oblivion I'm just glad I had a place to vent my thoughts in a less violent way than my first choice. Thank you.

Congratulations. A job very well done indeed. *smiles and hugs Zariah* (OOC: would write something a little more inspiring here but my brain is fried...the joys of University...)

It figures that I take up classes in German only to have all the other Pennites speak Russian, doesn't it? *grins* Ah well CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL (would say something really witty in German right here but have only been learning for a week...)

*blinks* um... I vote it'll be .... Human (I do NOT do kids...no offense Sal! I'm over the moon for you! Just don't ask me to babysit unless it involves me teaching the finer points of knife-work )

*Mynx bows her feline head in formal greeting* I did not know you while you were first here, so of the previous incident I only know of your leaving and not much else. Let bygones be just that, welcome back to the Pen. *smiles softly* In RL I have witnessed family members die from cancer of the brain but have seen family members survive cancer that has plagued nearly the entire body. You always have a chance, just be strong and don't give up the fight. Those who accept death are the ones that wind up taken. Best wishes for this time, friend. And welcome back to the Mighty Pen

*sighs* I KNEW this would happen while I was at work! Ah well... I am curious as to how Jethay suddenly became a girl but otherwise... *grins and bounces around* Oh yeah! I was seen as a threat! *bounces off to get ready for my first day of University [Meep!]*

That...was actually rather impressive... I don't think I've ever seen so many changes of heart and different votes simply over one night... And dammit! I'll be at work through the outcome! *wanders off grumbling* I hate missing all the good bits

Awwwww what? What did I do? Oh...right...Sith...

Theoretically, the Wolf would be the nicest one of the group, being a Jedi... I don't know about the rest of you's but that makes it annoying for me 'cause I'm always mistrustful of the eeeeeeeeevil ones... Oh well... *shrugs and grins* What's a little blood between Sith?

Jethay almost laughed when he heard the news. What kind of Sith Master was stupid enough to go and get himself killed within his own walls? Still, the fact that a Jedi could withstand the call of evil that resounded in the walls was a very serious concept indeed. Palu used to be a Jedi, Jethay thought to himself, is it possible that he could have been placed in here as a mole right from the start? Ignoring the stares that were being exchanged around the room, Jethay began to ponder his own thoughts, struggling with his reach of the force as he tried to find an answer amidst all the hostility being projected. The potential prize of being the one to catch the traitor was all that occupied Jethay's mind as he considered the potential candidates... OOC: I accuse Knight / Palu

Idle Speculation... If everyone here is evil, but the Jedi/Wolves are good...then how do the Jedi survive here without going evil? Perhaps they are evil playing good playing evil playing... *chuckles sheepishly into the silence*Um...yeah....no coke... *grins and disappears to find some quickly before CheerMynx returns with a vengance*

Jethay watched the fights breaking out around him, grinning coldly to himself as he witnessed the displays, proving once more his belief on how pointless it is to even consider trusting someone. Everyone is out for themself, he thought, as it should be. He noticed Fxz'et building what he assumed could only be a new lightsaber and bit down on the anger that rose within him. Being only a first year, Jethay had not been given the knowledge or the 'honour' of being able to obtain a saber of his own. Perhaps they will allow me to get one early if I prove myself, he pondered. Finishing his meal, Jethay got up from his seat and headed to his quarters to prepare for his first class, leaving the rest to their childish fighting. I will have to be alert if I wish to gain the repsect of the Masters, he thought, there will be a lot of competition...I will have to be careful...especially of the seniors... Drawing what little control of the Force he had around him, Jethay continued his way to his quarters, contemplating options and enemies as he did.

Jethay listened to the announcement as he hunched over his meal, avoiding eye contact with any as he let his thoughts run rampant. "The one who shows the most promise shall be chosen..." Jethay clenched the fist he wasn't using to eat under the table. I show more promise than half of the cretens here, he thought to himself, but of course, who is going to grant such an honour to a lowly first year?. Glancing up from his meal, he watched his classmates and the thoughts that were running across the faces of those who had yet to learn to control their expressions. Placing the fist he had been clenching on the top of the table, Jethay held it open and used his mind to call his drinking cup. After a couple of shuddering attempts, the cup glided across the table and into his open hand. Jethay began to smile coldly as he drank deeply from the cup. He was learning to control the force better every day. To him, it would only be a matter of time before he matched the seniors in the Academy. Then again, his mind continued to murmer, all it would really take to prove yourself would be to show just how much promise you have, first year or not... Eyes flashing with the thoughts of what could be gained, Jethay hunched once more over his meal, hurrying to finish it as he began to think of the ways he could prove his worth to the Masters in the Academy.

Very nice and evil Tanny... *grins* I like lots *settles back to waiting for game to begin*