YOU ARE NOW READING: , , , , , CHAMELEON Noted! "Hello! Actually, I'm not supposed to speak...damn. Can we do another take?" ~Quantum Leap~ 2003-06-21 IT'S A BLATANT CLUE, INNIT? ~ 2003-06-03 I GIVE MY PERMISSION to turn the Excel Saga anime into a campy remake of The Wizard of Oz! ~ 2003-05-26 I SENSE YOU...SPACE BUTLAAAAAAAR! ~ 2003-05-14 Whoa, I forgot about Diaryland. ~ 2003-04-15 Excel! ~

2002-08-10 - 2:03 p.m. Didn't hear your wicked words every day And you used to be so sweet I heard you say That my love was an addiction When we cling our love is strong When you go you're gone forever You string along You string along Karma Karma Karma Karma Karma Chameleon You come and go You come and go Loving would be easy If your colours were like my dream Red, gold and green Red, gold and green Dammit. Someday, I'll learn to listen to 'Eye Of The Tiger' without making little punchy motions. Zenith doesn't think it's possible and, frankly, I agree. Right, so, the last sketch was funny, apparently (Zenny again. Blame her) so I'll write up another one. SCENE: A nice little park. There is a push-cart like that of a hot-dog or ice-cream seller, but it's painted with occult symbols. People are walking past, disregarding it in the usual disinterested city dweller way. There is a MAN IN A LITTLE PAPER HAT AND STRIPEY APRON standing beside it. MAN wistfully: Daemons, Djinn, Beasties, Spriggans, Piskies, Genies, Satyrs, Imps! Get your occult creatures right here! A SMARTLY DRESSED BUSINESSMAN approaches. BUSINESSMAN: I'd like a Devilspawn please. MAN: Footlong? BUSINESSMAN looks at his watch while the MAN digs about in the box, from which emits a deep growling, thrashing, red light and smoke. They are nonplussed at this. BUSINESSMAN: Yes. Please hurry, I've an important business meeting in a few minutes. MAN: Right, sir. With mustard? BUSINESSMAN: No, but Sauerkraut, please. MAN: You got it. That'll be a dollar fifty. BUSINESSMAN: Very well. BUSINESSMAN hands over the cash. A large CLAW reaches out from the pushcart and, to the accompaniment of an unearthly growl, pulls the BUSINESSMAN in. There is a crunching noise, as if masticating with inhuman jaws. The MAN is not disturbed by any of this, neither are the passerby. MAN wistfully: Daemons, Djinn, Beasties... And if you don't like it, you can...er...do something complicated with a stoat and three purple toothpicks. ~AYRN <STITCHVOICE>Weeeeeeeth BELLS on!</STITCHVOICE>

"Ayrn"

~Time Compression~ [Back!|Ahead!]NOW YOU TOO KAN HAVE KOMPRESSION OF TIME IN THE KOMFORT OF YOUR OWN HOMES! -Ultimecia

~MeeYOOZick!~ "WHEELS" From Popcorn (By Hot Butter) Note: I like Popcorn, without that weird butter-with-a-z they put on it. The trick is to eat the yellow kernels. This is the only instance in which you would explicitly WANT to eat something yellow.)