Let the Madness Ensue!

I got so caught up in Gaia's Halloween event, I forgot I wanted to post this.

I do have a reason for drawing something so stupid, don't worry.

But first, a summary of my not so awesome night on the town!

When I first arrived at my sisters apartment yesterday after lunch, I dove right in to start cleaning. Cause I'm awesome like that. Weeeeell, I could only go through boxes of stuff that belonged to my sister, and anything of James' (sssss) I couldn't really touch because he said he had to sort through it himself. Everything was piled into boxes that weren't obviously marked as "Misc" but were serving that purpose. I did my best to trash, sort and organize everything, but I can only do so much with only 50% co-operation. Though he did get more helpful as I stopped trying to rummage through his boxes and let him do his own thing.

In the end, we didn't get a massive amount of cleaning done, but we did make a very nice dent in the amount that was left.

We could fit my mattress in the living room, which is where I had to sleep, so that was a sizeable dent.

After cleaning, we took a bit of a breather and decided to head out to paintball!

Holy crap, I forgot how much I loved paintball. When we first started, I started to hyperventilate and had to calm myself down so I could actually play, but I was highly amused by the darth vader sounds I was making through my mask.

Until I got shot in the knuckles and I realized.... Oh dear, this hurts a hell of a lot more than I remember.

Turns out we got much more powerful guns than the ones we got back in high school at Sgt Splatters.... and James doesn't seem to believe in the whole "mercy" thinG, or the "DO NOT HIT YOUR OPPONENTS IF THEY ARE ANY CLOSER THAN FIFTEEN FEET!" rule.

During our second round of capture the flag, I decided to set up the riot sheild to act as my own portable protection. James had to get the flag, and then make it to our side of the feild. If he couldn't make it, too bad, Jesika and I won. Well.. He didn't come the way I expected, and instead of coming around the building in front of me with the flag, he decided to take us out and capture the flag when there was no one to obstruct him. He came around on my left, and I noticed him a second before he started shooting and managed to fling myself backwards into the buidling provided. I gathered my wits, and approached the window, knowing I'd have a clear shot of him through that window.

Didn't HE have the same idea?

We both showed up at the window at the same time. He fired first, I got off two shots before one pelted me right in the neck. My shots clearly didn't hit home, but the one that hit me in the jugular knocked me clean off balance. I tried to recover, but the pain was insane. I caught my heel on a skid, and went down. Lost grip of my gun, landed hard on my elbow, whacked my knee, and was still blinded by the tingling pain in my neck. It hurt so badly I was actually fighting back tears; but it was justified. He wasn't even a full three feet away when he fired at me, and caught me on completely unprotected skin. And then to top it off, I fell over. I was flat on my back for about a full minute before I managed to bite my lip and roll over, having managed to stave off my tears. I crawled to my hands and knees, gathered up my gun and staggered to my feet--

When James kicked the door down.

I threw my arms up and told him not to even think about it, I was so beyond out.

We had to take a break after that, and I have a nasty welt on my neck to show for it. It's even worse now, surprisingly...

However, in the rounds FOLLOWING, I climbed up to a second story platform and hid there for a good twenty minutes, waiting for James to walk into my firing range. And he did. Oh he did, and I got him gooooooood. Left a mark on his thigh. I also staked out behind a door, that James kicked open and failed to notice I was standing directly behind. He bolted through the tiny room I was hiding in, and as soon as I confirmed it was james and not my sister... I fired three shots, one that got him on the underside of his upper arm and the other that got him in the vest. BUT I GOT HIM OUT TWICE, AND ONLY SUFFERED TWO WELTS FOR IT. And a shoulder scraping and a knee bruising, but that was because I fell. Like a sack of bricks.

So paintball = Awesome. I don't care the injuries I suffered, paintball is bloody awesome.

Then, we went to the Madison. On Madison street. So creative.

I don't like bars.

I'm not going to go there.

I went home feeling sick.

Jesika has given up on the idea of me ever actually enjoying myself at the Madison.

Or any bar.

Ever.

So the picture!

My sister was watching me as I doodled Ain in his winter get up; because Ain's a stick in the mud and doesn't care for Halloween (Though actually he's fairly superstitious so would wear a mask on Halloween), and asked me if I could draw her. As an Amazon.

Of course I didn't want to, so kept telling her I'd get around to it, and coming up with excuses not to do so. Until we missed the train to Brampton and had to sit at Union Station for an hour and she started harassing me again.

BTW my sister and I don't get along very well, I'm going to put that in right here because she's being a nasty bugger in the other room right now.

So I started a teeny doodle, and I came up with something, but it was boring, so I figured I wasn't going to use it. I tried to think about what I knew about Amazons, and what I found fascinating about them.

I don't know a lot of stories that involve Amazons, except the story of Hercules, where he needed to steal the garter off the Amazon queen Hippolyta (This is the same Amazon Queen who murdered the random unknown 'Antitheus'; Ainmires accidental namesake) in his seven labours.

Well... then I started getting really funny ideas, because my sisters loud and annoying and angry when it comes to her boyfriend James because he's so much stronger than she is and can easily incapacitate her when she's trying to hit him or poke him or do whatever it is she's trying to do.

They also spend their spare time trying to scar me, which actually disgusts me but no matter how uncomfortable I am and make it clear I'm uncomfortable, they won't STFU.

So here, I drew my sister, the angry Amazon woman and James, the powerful and slightly amused Hercules. I now only have one page left in my sketch book, and have to sleep on the couch because my sister is horrible.

She claims she doesn't make noise when she sleeps, but BOY is she wrong.

She also kicks.

And in staying up late and typing this blog, I forfeited my rights to the guest bedroom.

Fan-bloody-tastic.

I'm going to be a nasty bugger MYSELF tomorrow, and hide in my room and play on my iPod. I'll emerge hours later to finish the Gaia event, and my SISTER can get landed on the couch.

She's so evil when we're around the family Dx or other people. Or anyone other than the company of us two. When it's just the two of us, I can deal.

Alright, I'm going to bed.

Annie out!

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