So Selanio, in all his adventures on Earth, has heard of this villain named Skeletor. I always thought that that was a pretty awesome villain name, so I finally got around to watching some of these He-Man/She-Ra cartoons.
Oh my gods. Skeletor is the worst villain I have ever seen.
Allow Selanio to eleborate.

(1) The name Skeletor would imply that this guy is a skeleton, да? But he's not. He's this big blue muscley guy with a skull for a face. They shouldn't call him Skeletor at all, but rather, like... Skulletor. Or something. Anyway, he looks retarded. What the hell does he need those muscles for anyway since he's got all that magic? Poser.

(2) His voice. High and nasally. What the hell. Whenever I hear it I imagine this big nerd with thick glasses and a pocket protector, hanging out at one of those lame conventions Selan keeps going to, with some sort of black helmet trying to act cool and evil but failing. Miserably. And-- And that laugh!! Guys I have to tell you, a villain is only as good as his laugh, and Skeletor's high little nyeh-heh-heh-heh doesn't cut it. Godsdamn.

(3) He acts like the biggest dork EVER. I think this also fits in with the nerd-at-a-convention analogy. Instead of proper villain poses he just kind of flounces about like a moron. He starts laughing, nyeh-heh-heh, and instead of wringing his hands or doing the proper arms-out-somewhat stance, he just kind of clenches his big blue fists and waves them in the air. Like a retard.

Selanio could go on, but he won't. No one ever mention the name Skeletor in my presence again.

-Selanio out.

Man, I'm gonna go watch some Teen Titans now. Slade could kick Skeletor's ass any day of the week.

So like okay! Oh my Gods!

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Livejournal, huh? Well, okay, but if anyone makes another emo joke I'm out of here.
Should be safe. At least it's not that Myspace bullshit.

So I-- oh Goddammit, Selan, would you stop looking over my shoulder?
...
No! Go the fuck away!

Jeezus.

Well anyway. So apparently there was some sort of disturbance the other night, like some UFO knocked over a phone line or something like that. Goddamn drunk drivers. Don't let anyone tell you aliens are all enlightened and better than us, because half of them are drunk off their asses when they come here. God, why else would any of them want to be here?
Moving on. So I go over there to take care of things, you know, wave around the gun and get people to sign the little affadavits saying "I won't say anything, you can shoot me if I do", et cetera, except when I get there the MiB have already been there and everything's right as rain.
Well dammit. I was also supposed to retrieve the UFO and the alien inside. Drunk driving is illegal, dammit, regardless of species.
MiB's probably just gonna slap the jerk on the wrists and let him off. Hmph. And I don't think my superiors are going to be pleased that I couldn't retrieve the guy.

Honestly, next time I see that Kuld jackass, I'm giving him a punch in the face. Except that he's a damn psychic, probably knows I'm planning that, and that's why he got here and put in his entry before I could. Damn.

-Insert generic closing tag attempting to be witty here.

Selan came to me with this... Live-Journal and asked me to write in it. Very odd. I was quite opposed to it, but Miss Zahra thinks that I ought to try.

So.


...


I honestly have not a single thing I wish to write.

Selan is prodding me with a stick and telling me to write. I do wonder why she cannot tell me this without the stick.
...
Perhaps I ought to address the confusion surrounding Zahra and my relationship. Many people, mostly Incognito agents, have been continually gossipping about the two of us and honestly I am rather... I suppose the right word would be "irked". I fail to see the importance of whether Zahra and I are "a couple" (these are their words) or are engaged in... other things.
Do people have nothing more productive to talk about?
As for the truth behind these allegations...

Well, it really is not anyone's business.

-End transmission.

Selanio makes his first journal post... EVAR

Selan might try to tell you that Selanio used to do this all the time but it's all lies. Lies, I tell you! So don't listen to a word of it.
Liiiiies.

So Selanio bumped into Marika today. Selanio managed not to have any of his classes this semester and I'm rather happy about that. I'm seriously considering challenging that jerkface to a duel >=d
I mean, he didn't really do anything today... but he's just so smug and I don't like his face. u_u So THERE.
Hmph.

Also I asked Professor Sezja today why he's so short. He didn't look too happy about that. But man, guys, what am I supposed to do? Wonder forever? No one's that tiny normally, right? I think he's secretly 12 years old. Shhhh it's a secret guys. Or maybe he's a eunuch... ooh, he's walking by now, I'll ask!

He-- he threw a rock at me!
At me!

... I think I have a new respect for the little guy.

-Selanio out.

Gods, ouch. Who knew he had such good aim? He must throw rocks pretty often...

So hey it's this new journal! A little different from my other writing journal, this one is specifically for, well... journal entries! In-character fictional ones. Yaaaaay!
So far I'm just going to stick to Selanio, Indrid and Clovis. I might add more characters later. Actually I don't even know if Indrid and Clovis are going to work out, they seemed a little reluctant about the whole thing, but I'm gonna give it a shot. If they refuse to post anything worthwhile I'll just bring some other characters instead. Maybe Pavel and/or Brian?
Or Dolly, haaaaa.

So yeah! This'll be cool!
(I hope)

With love,
Selan~