#daisy is just as much head over heals for donald as donald is for her

[candyvenombites]

Mickey and Friends X Madoka Magica

Wishes and Abilities

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Hey! It’s been awhile! I’ve been pretty busy with school and other personal projects, but today I had time so I’m gonna make a quick post about my Disney x Madoka Magica AU!

I’m gonna showcase some of the characters wishes, the ability they got, their weapon, and a little bit of info!

Let’s get to it!

⚠️Spoilers Ahead for Madoka Magica⚠️

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Mickey Mouse

Wish: ???

Ability: Energy Blasts

Weapon: Rapier Sword

Info: Much like Madoka Kaname, Mickeys wish varies from timeline to timeline and his main ability is unknown, but he can fire energy blasts through his rapier. I mainly based the weapon off of ‘The Three Musketeers’ because I thought he’d look cool in a musketeer like outfit.

Donald Duck

Wish: “I wish my boys could be with their great uncle…”

Ability: Water Manipulation

Weapon: Trident

Info: Donald is the Sayaka of the story, especially in wish sense. If you know you know. Donald’s ability and weapon are inspired by him being a sailor.

Goofy Goof

Wish: “Please…Heal my son and me…Save us…”

Ability: Advanced self healing

Weapon: Gauntlets

Info: Goofy is one of the most experienced magicals around. He was 20 years old when he made his wish and he is now 38. He’s kept the territory for a long time and is a very strong magical.

Minnie Mouse

Wish: “I wish my family could make things grow”

Ability: Plant Manipulation

Weapon: Bow and Arrow

Info: Minnie’s wish has a lot of head-cannon, but basically she grew up on her family farm and her family almost lost it due to her parents not being able to grow plants, so she made her wish. I imagine her outfit to be kind of fairy like

Daisy Duck

Wish: “I wish to be a successful fashion designer”

Ability: Cloth Manipulation

Weapon: Daggers

Info: Daisy was the first character I made for this AU and has a more simple yet elegant design in my head. The fashion designer idea came from Ducktales 2017

Panchito Romero Miguel Junipero Francisco Quintero Gonzalez lll

Wish: “Please help my brother sing. Help him become a famous star!”

Ability: Sound Manipulation

Weapon: Duel Pistols

Info: Panchitos story was challenging, because it was hard to make this upbeat and kind man into a Kyoko, but after giving him a little brother it was way easier! I knew immediately what his wish would relate to but I needed make a story that matched.

Jose Carioca

Wish: “I wish for everyone to forget my negative reputation”

Ability: Illusions

Weapon: Umbrella (Can split into a shield and spear)

Info: Josè has a lot of regret over what he wished for, but that doesn’t stop him from surviving. He survived purely for Panchito and his nephews. If anything were to happen to them then his soul gem would go completely black.

Oswald The Lucky Rabbit

Wish: “I wish that I could go back and save my brother…I want to be the one to protect him!”

Ability: Time Manipulation

Weapon: Shield/Explosives

Info: Oswald is 100% the Homura of the story. I was debating over Donald or him, but I eventually went with Oswald due to the relationship he has with Mickey. Obviously the love is different but he fights just as hard as Homura.

Extras

Felicity Fieldmouse

Wish: “I wish I could make news stories happen.”

Ability: Mind Control

Weapon: Camera (Takes control of people’s minds after snapping a photo and can freeze enemies)

Info: Taking Felicity and turning her into a magical girl was tricky, but after learning that she is devoted to her job, I made her wish also devoted to it. To provide for her family and to keep her career she made a contract

Della Duck

Wish: “I always want to be on an adventure!”

Ability: Creature Construction (Can create any creature)

Weapon: Sword

Info: What if instead of flying to the moon, Della became a magical girl and disappeared without a trace one day. Unlike her brother, Della would most likely make a contract immediately and not truly think about the risk of becoming a magical girl, thus putting her in a lot of danger.

Gladstone Gander

Wish: “I want nothing but good luck. Let me have my cousin's great luck!”

Ability: Luck Energy Manipulation (Gives a person bad luck or good luck for a short period of time)

Weapon: Long Circular Saw

Info: This one also has a lot of head-cannon, but I think that originally Donald had all the luck and Gladstone was very unlucky. He was so jealous that he made a contract to steal his cousins good luck. He didn’t intend to make his cousin miserable, but he doesn’t have a lot of regret about making his wish (Who would be when they’re so lucky all the time?)

Drake Mallard ( Darkwing Duck)

Wish: “I want to inspire others like my hero inspired me”

Ability: Temporary Emotion Manipulation

Weapon: Versatile Grappling Hook

Info: Darkwing was fun to make in terms of wish and abilities, but he was also fun to make in his downfall. Darkwing can have a black and white view of things, so when things start to get hazy, it might start taking a bad toll on him. Right and wrong start to blur and he just begins to lose it.

And that’s the last one for now! I hope you enjoyed and if you did, let me know if there’s anyone else to cover!

💕🍬Stay Sweet🍬💕

[mousekeyteers]

MAYBE IT'S THE DUTY OF BEING A WARDEN that makes him rush over as he sees Rook fall , or maybe it's just the deep concern that comes with being a father. Danger is nothing out of the ordinary for them. In fact , it's expected. A warden should be able to take a few hits , sure , but that was more than a few. So he's quick to produce a healing potion and offer it down to them , eyebrows furrowing in concern.

❛ WELL , GAWRSH , Y'SURE DO LOOK LIKE YOU NEED IT. ❜ His help being waved away is something Goofy is used to. Sora does it , Donald does it ( although he complains just as much if he doesn't offer him any help ) , but the state of the Elf before him was far beyond something they could walk off. He stands up straight for a moment , head swiveling left and right. ❛ Gee , I think there's only one a' me. ❜ He lowers himself , kneeling this time , gently lifting up the arm that isn't being used to hug themself. He slings it over his shoulder with the intention of lifting her to her feet. ❛ Ya' might not need my potion , but both of us need t'get out of here. So , c'mon now. Upsie daisy ! ❜

@mousekeyteers sent ; ❛ here, you look like you need this more than me right now. ❜ FROM GRAY WARDEN GOOFY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's a little hard to focus, bent over on all fours and wheezing for air the way Rook is right now. It's always one thing after another out here in the Wetlands— it's never just getting mauled by darkspawn but also getting knocked off a ladder mid-climb by a javelin that got way too close to your face for comfort and then falling into the gross swamp water which, being more than six inches deep, is obviously enough to drown in, and then getting mauled by darkspawn, and she swears to the Maker she's going to stop bringing Lucanis places because that little nicely done, Rook! of his just now was definitely sarcastic.

"I'm fine," she gasps, clutching her ribs, and waves off the gloved hand the hovers near her face, holding a potion out in front of her. "No, I'm fine. I'm good." Embarrassing. Not that her team had to see it, because Emmrich and Lucanis have witnessed far more humiliating failures across the last several weeks, but for another Warden to see it. Like her reputation around here isn't bad enough already. She lifts her head, vision blurry and entire skull pounding, and squints at the visage that swims in front of her eyes. Visages? "Why are there six of you?"

[soldrawss]

Image that Thicc-Cousin-Don is seen by outsiders as this enigmatic hot boy but all the cousins are just like "lol nerd"

BASICALLY, LIKE NO FO REAL

Donald is super beefy as a teen in this au, and is not unattractive either. So like, it’s kinda common for other people to pine after him from a distance because daaaaang. But anytime someone brings it up to any of the cousins they’re all like????? Don??? Our Don??? And they’re all just so confused cause they’re pretty sure their Don got locked in the kitchen pantry this morning and there’s not even a lock on the pantry so they’re all just??? ‘Get better taste, this moron is an absolute walking mess.’

And then he starts dating Daisy, who is like a GODDESS amoung mortals like seriously, she’s so pretty and smart and funny and everyone is like “Yeah cool-cool power couple, that makes sense that two hot people would date each other” But the cousins are having an even bigger clusterfuck of ??????????? because um EXCUSE ME HOW DID THIS LEGIT DUMMY WHO CURSED OUT AN ACTUAL SIDEWALK BECAUSE IT TRIPPED HIM EARLIER GET A HOT GF LIKE IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE????? And they’re all like “Daisy, we love you and are so glad to include you in the group but like Donald??? Really??? You can do so much better.”

But Daisy just looks at Donald from across the room and watches him struggle to pull open a push door for a solid couple minutes while rapidly getting more and more angry and ridiculous and she just sighs and smiles and thinks “No, I really can’t.”

[gummygoatgalaxy]

My Sona's bro Oliver Midnight

Info below

~info~

Age: 12

Gender: male

Species: welsh harlequin duck

Alliance: chaotic neutral

Talents: singing, dancing

Magic: psychic blast and explosions

Likes: his friends and fam, astronomy, reading, historical facts, supernatural facts, romcoms

Dislikes: crowds, loud and/or annoying/entitled people, hot weather, loved ones hurt or upset, gross people, horror stories/movies/ games

Favorite color: orange, yellow, red

Favorite movie: 50 First Dates

Favorite show: Steven Universe

Favorite book: Warriors cat series

Favorite game: Slime Rancher

Favorite song: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun by Cindi Lauper

Favorite musicals: Hamilton

Personality: shy and nerdy, intelligent, very protective

Disability: autism, anxiety, depression

Sexuality: bisexual

Partner: Satoria Flare

Best Friends: Ophelia Midnight, Laila Midnight, Moonbeam, Satoria Flare, Moxxie Dreaming, Loki Amor, Violet Sabrewing, Webby Vanderquack, Huey Duck

Voice claim: Richard Steven Horvitz aka Invader Zim and Moxie from Helluva Boss

Description:

Oliver is a young orphan who grew up in an orphanage. He was separated from his twin when their mother passed and for the longest time thought he would never see her again. Soon he reunites with her and meets his half sister. He now lives with his sisters in McDuck Manor, under the care of Mrs. Beakley.

Appearance:

Oliver is the same height as Webby. He has light blue/green eyes. He has gray/black markings and black beak and legs. He wears a dark wine red/purple long shirt.

Relationships:

Ophelia Midnight

He adores his twin. The two seem to share a mind.

Laila Midnight

He loves his younger half sister. She means so much to him

Moonbeam

He likes Moonbeam, but gets uncomfortable with how scarily big Moonbeam is

Octavia Midnight

Octavia is Oliver’s mother. She and Oliver were a little bit close. Octavia passed due to a long term illness when Oliver and Ophelia were 6 that had slowly grown on her, she left everything to the twins, but it wasn’t much.

Moxxie Dreaming

He thinks she and Loki are perfect for Ophelia.

Loki Amor

He thinks he and Moxxie are perfect for Ophelia.

Satoria Flare

He is head over heals for her. She’s his brilliant beautiful sun.

Violet Sabrewing

He loves to nerd out with Violet. The two are very close and get along well. Both love to nerd about stuff.

Huey Duck

Just like Violet, he loves to nerd out with Huey. The two are close.

Webby Vanderquack

He sees Webby as his sister and cares for her, though she scares him sometimes.

Lena Sabrewing

She scares him. Even though they’re on good terms.

Louie Duck

He likes Louie, but doesn’t really hang out with him.

Dewey Duck

He ignores Dewey.

Erynn Cinnabon

No opinion really. Likes that she makes Ophelia happy.

May Tundra

No opinion really. Likes that she makes Ophelia happy.

Boyd Gearloose

Likes him, though isn’t around him often.

Gosalyn Waddlemeyer

No opinion, never really around her.

Bentina Beakley

He thinks she’s the best Grammy

Donald Duck

He sees him as a very sweet uncle.

Della Duck

He dislikes her.

Gladstone Gander

He irritates him.

Fethry Duck

No opinion, never met.

Scrooge Mcduck

Coolest old man ever.

Matilda Mcduck

He never met her but seems kinda interesting.

Downy Mcduck

Thinks she’s a sweet great great granny

Fergus Mcduck

He’s a little scared of him.

Goldie O’Gilt

Thinks she’s pretty cool.

Daisy Duck

Thinks she’s the sweetest auntie ever.

[nikky-the-writer]

You are not scary

Donald Pierce x Reader

Masterlist

Request: Yes

Summary: Reader is on the call at the hospital when Donald arrives

Warning: cursing

When he was brought in you were sure that he wouldn't make it. He lost a part of his arm in an explosion. The skin was destroyed and he lost a lot of blood from his wounds in his abdomen from bullets that were still inside. Surprisingly he survived, you did lose him on your table twice, but you were stubborn enough to bring him back both times.

  Now you were waiting for him to wake up. It's been two days, you didn't know him, but you also didn't want him to wake up alone. From the moment he came he had only a few visitors, people with whom he worked, so you decided to keep him company coming to him while you were on the brake. His wounds were looking good and they would heal nicely. The main reason why you were with him was that he just lost his hand and you didn't want him to think that he is alone in that. You only knew basics about him and it made you sad that he probably wouldn't be able to go back to his job without his functional hand. You weren't sure what was he doing, he did have weapons on him when he came and one of the men said he was in some kind of security, so he will probably lose his job. At the moment, you were on your break sitting in the corner of his room. You kept a book in one of your hands and the fork in other. You were eating lasagne that you made the day before. It wasn't good as it was yesterday, but it was better than the food in the hospital. You chuckled at the funny remark of the main character in the book and then you heard somebody mumbling. Looking up, you saw him waking up and you quickly placed your stuff on the chair and approached him. ˝Hey, hey, it's okay just relax.˝ He was choking at the tube he had in his mouth so you quickly, but carefully moved it away. He coughed a few times and you helped him to drink some water. ˝Stay calm, you're in the hospital.˝You said seeing the confusion on his face. ˝What?˝ His voice was rough. ˝What's the last thing you remember?˝ ˝I..We were sent...I was shot..I..˝ ˝It's alright, just re...˝ Your sentence was interrupted by his mumbling voice. ˝I can't feel my fingers. What's go...˝ He stopped talking when he saw that the part of his hand below the elbow was missing. ˝What have you done?˝His voice was full of rage, but in his eyes, you could see that he was terrified. ˝Mr. Pierce, please calm down. You've been lucky you almost died when you were brought here.˝ ˝Why didn't you save my arm?˝ He ripped out the IV and he was staring at you. His bandages were full of blood, he ripped his stitches by sitting up. ˝I couldn't save anything, don't you remember the explosion?˝ He shook his head. ˝You lost the part of your arm in it. I tried to save as much as I could. The damage was..˝ ˝Stop! I want you to leave.˝ He swallowed hard and you could see that he was on the edge. Not saying a word you left his room taking your things with you.

It's been three days since he asked you to leave. You didn't come back inside but you were still monitoring his state. You felt bad because you couldn't help him, it always made you sad seeing so many young people sick or without a limb. That was the reason why you became a doctor to help everyone physically, but you also wanted to be with them after it happens. ˝Y/N/N˝ You were lying on the couch in the break room half asleep. ˝Y/N/N! Wake up!˝ ˝Why?˝You said tiredly. Your shift already ended, but you were waiting for your friend to pick you up. You were too tired to drive or to take the bus. ˝One of your patients asked for you.˝ Ana said she was your friend, a nurse with whom you always worked with. ˝Ohh.˝ You said teasingly. ˝For me or for a docto? ‘Cause I'm not on the call. Also, I'm too tired. I will say something stupid.˝ You stretched your body sitting up, with your elbows on your legs. ˝It's Donald Pierce.˝ For a second you were confused, but then you remembered. ˝The guy with beautiful eyes?˝ You asked before you could stop yourself. ˝Yeah, but remember the hospital policy.˝ Ana moved away from the door so that you could walk out and then you turned back. ˝That won't be a problem, he hates me. I'm just wondering what he wants.˝ You started walking away when you heard her voice. ˝Don't take it personally.˝ ˝You know me, Ana, everything is always personal.˝

˝Y/N/N?˝You almost screamed hearing Ana's voice. ˝Please don't tell me that you've been standing here for ten minutes.˝ ˝Then I won't tell you.˝ You rubbed your eyes lazily turning to face her. ˝Just walk in.˝ She said loudly getting the attention of people that were walking past you. ˝Do you know that he possess a gun?˝ ˝He can't even move from the bed!˝ She said through the chuckle. ˝That's not funny. What's wrong with you?˝ ˝God, Y/N, are you going in or not?˝ She said shaking her head. She couldn't believe that somebody like you who is like a teddy bear can operate on people every day. ˝Of course I'm going in, he's my patient.˝ Taking a deep breath and forcing a smile on your face you walked into the room. ˝Mr. Pierce how are you feeling today?˝ You instantly took the chart from the bottom of his bed. ˝Better than yesterday.˝ Looking up you saw a small smile on his face. And you furrowed your eyebrows. ˝I don't want to sound rude, but why are you smiling? Did you mess with your morphine?˝ You said stepping closer to him. ˝No, I'm just glad that you finally walked in.˝ You bit your bottom lip looking at him. ˝Now when I know that you probably heard everything, I think I should go.˝ You said a bit dramatic. ˝I want to apologize.˝ You titled your head not moving your eyes from him. ˝Okay..˝ ˝I'm sorry for yelling at you, I should..˝ ˝Mr. Pierce, it's alright. I'm used to people screaming at me so....and you had every right to kick me out.˝ You said moving closer to the door. ˝Are you afraid of me?˝ ˝God, no.˝ You said almost laughing. ˝Not that you are not ...scary. I mean not to me, but...˝ You rumbled and he chuckled at your nervous state. ˝I just hate confrontation.˝ ˝And my gun?˝ ˝Haha, very funny. I think that I'll tell Ana to stop taking care of you, you are turning into her. That's terrifying.˝ ˝Come here.˝He motion you to sit on the little sofa next to his bed. When you sat down you crossed your legs waiting for him to say something. ˝Thank you. If it wasn't you operating I would probably lose bigger part of my hand or I would probably be dead.˝ ˝I'm not that good. Mr. Pierce˝ ˝Please call me Donald.˝You smiled and he did the same. Your phone vibrated,  you look at it seeing the text from your friend Daisy that came to pick you up. ˝Donald, is there anything that I could do for you before I leave?˝ ˝Could you stay for awhile?˝ He asked staring at the wall on the opposite side of his bed. You blushed at his question, it wasn't common for patients to throw you out and then ask you to stay. ˝Yeah.˝ You sat down looking everywhere except in his direction. ˝Are you alright, you are a little bit red in your face?˝ Quickly you reached with your hand to cover your cheeks. Donald was a charismatic man and you couldn't deny that you were attracted to him. ˝Yeah....It's..˝You made eye contact with him and you let the word slip from your mouth.˝..hot..˝ He cough suddenly and you shift your legs.˝ Are you alright?˝ He lifted his hand up, just to give him a moment. When he stopped coughing he sat up in his bed and you approached him, shifting his pillow so that he would be comfortable. ˝So..˝You started breaking the silence. ˝Why do you carry a gun?˝ ˝I'm in Special task force.˝ ˝You are the leader˝ He chuckled at your statement. ˝How did you know?˝ ˝Guys that came here to see you, somebody would say that they fear you, but I could see that they respect you highly. Are you going to lose your job?˝ ˝You can't really lose a job if you are the boss.˝ You couldn't say that you were surprised 'cause he was leaving the impression of a strong willed man. Your phone vibrated again and you quickly text your friend that you won't be leaving the hospital at least for an hour. ˝If you have somewhere else to be, you can go. I don't want you to stay here if you only feel like you have to.˝ ˝It's just a friend, she came to pick me up. I could stay a little longer.˝ You sad sitting back. ˝Th.....˝ He was interrupted by loud noises that were coming from the outside of the door. You stood up when a man dressed all in black came in. You haven't seen him before, but you kept staring at him, not his face, but his arm that was completely metal. ˝Boss, we found him.˝ Your eyes wondered to Donald who pulled the IV out and stood up. ˝I'll be out in five.˝ ˝No you won't.˝ There was a moment of silence as you let those words out. ˝I mean you can't. You'll bleed out.˝ ˝I'll be alright. Where's my clothes?˝ You showed him towards the chair in the corner. There was the black bag on it which was brought there by one of his men, at least Ana told you that, she was excited that something weird was finally happening around her. ˝Could you help me?˝ You nodded and you pulled his clothes from his bag. You removed his hospital gown keeping your eyes on his face. He winced from pain while you were moving the shirt over his head. You could already see blood coming through the bandages. As you took his pants in your hands you just offered them to him turning your back. ˝I think this would be harder than putting my shirt on.˝ You blushed and turned back to him. ˝I know that I'm making you uncomfortable and I'm sorry, but my ribs hurt and....Can you send somebody else?˝ ˝It's alright, I'll just keep my eyes closed.˝ He chuckled at your statement. You were a bit awkward and you were really bad at any situations with other people where were just two of you. As you helped him with pants you kneel next to him helping him with his boots. As you looked back at him you could see the smirk on his face. ˝I know that I should've probably asked you out first and then take my clothes off, but would you maybe go out with me?˝ He was nervous. He believed that you will reject him, he just lost his hand.  So, he wondered if you say yes, would it be from pity or not. He wasn't really upset because of his arm because he could make another one, a better one, but he thought that that wouldn't be same to you. ˝I can't. I'm really sorry.˝ Donald was a bit surprised, he liked you. He just met you, but he was impressed by you, by your skills and the fact that after so many hours of work you still joked with your friend and had a smile on your face. You had bright personality, he thought that you could become something positive in his life. ˝It's alright, I understand.˝ He put his gun in the holster and went towards the door when he heard your voice. ˝I don't think you do.˝ ˝Y/N, I  get it, it's really...˝ ˝You are my patient.˝ Donald stood at the door staring in your eyes not saying anything. ˝I can't date my patients.˝ ˝Is it not because of my...˝ ˝You are stupid Don. Of course, it's not because of your hand. We lose every day, somebody loses their body part and some lose a part of their heart. At the end, we all lost something and I would be a hypocrite if I would say no to you just because of your hand. I'm intrigued by you and you really are a person that I would love to get to know on a personal level, but sometimes...˝ Donald took you by surprise stepping closer to you. He lifts his left hand to your chin and he slowly leaned in giving you time to pull back, but you didn't. The kiss was sweet, but it lasted shorter than you wanted it to be. ˝You are not actually my doctor anymore. So, could I pick you up on Friday...˝ You nodded still smiling like a foul. ˝..around seven. You have my number....˝ You looked at him confused and he nodded with his hand in the direction of his medical chart. He kissed you on the cheek and he left. You were still trying to process the fact that you had a date with him. Realizing what happened you ran from the room looking for Ana, who you knew will tease you for weeks about what happened, but you couldn't care less about it.

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[manyformslori]

Donald’s supernatural visit pt.2/end

Written with @disneyfanaticgal

Part two! Warning: Will have blood and cursing at one point. "Max,A picnic in the woods is a great idea,quiet here." Daisy said as they got out of a car ,parking by the forest mentioned.Pluto barked in agreement,he LOVED the forest..so many things to chase!Like squirrels!"Need me to carry that senorita?" Jose asked Minnie who was struggling with the heavy picnic basket she packed earlier.Snapping his fingers,the parrot now made the basket float on it's own. "You didn't have to Jose." Minnie said tiredly as she rubbed her sore arms.The parrot just gives her a smile saying, "But I did anyway, cause I wanted to help you out and give you a break."Smiling back at him,Minnie said "thanks Jose." they all headed into the woods,three certain ducklings whispering something. "OK,there is bound to be running water in this area." Louie whispered lowly for only his brother can hear. "If he can't cross it.That be perfect proof."         Oh that was a good plan.The ducklings didn't notice Panchito,who was listening in with his hearing as he carried another basket,shake his head in held back mirth.Boy was he gonna enjoy this. And oh look.Up ahead was a river,stones making a little way across it.Oh this oughta be interesting.Once at the river's edge,Panchito looked around in feign worry as he asked "Max,Niño, you sure it's across this river?" "The rocks are safe to cross." the ebony teen mentioned said,adding with a shrug "Or just walk across it,very shallow." he said walking his sandaled feet into the river.Walking across it.            Panchito faked his hesitance.Looking around,the rooster asked nervously "There aren't any slippery rocks right? I don't want to drop this basket in the river." he had to fight a grin when Huey said to his brothers "Holy crud that was spot on the running water." Jose and Donald frowned at their Mexican amigo.What gives? he told them himself that the whole 'Vampire can cross running water' was a total myth made by a priest who only ran into a fledgling with a fear of water.Frowning,the sailor pato walked over to his friend,asking "Do we have to drag you? come on let's go."   "Donald don't be rude.He can take his time." Daisy said to her boyfriend sternly,adding "You can carry the basket for him if he's nervous of slippery rocks." she walked ahead on the stepping stones with Minnie,Mickey and Jose.Donald turns to him and asks, "What are you trying to do anyway?" His rooster amigo leaned close,whispering "Humoring your nephews amigo." This made Donald raise a brow in suspicion.He grabbed his friend's wrist,dragging him through the water and to the otherside with a "Come on you crazy rooster." "OK you loco pato." the vampire said with a sheepish smile.                Donald rolls his eyes with a huff.The triplets watched in shock that that Panchito was crossing running water. Guess it has to do if you hold someone to do so....Crap, this wasn't their proof."Now what guys? That plan flunked on us." Huey asks his brothers in a shouted whisper. "Sunlight! he's always under the long sleeved shirt,pants and that large sombrero." Dewey said ,pointing to the large hat above the rooster's head.They did cover a lot of the rooster up.The triplets nodded in agreement as Louie said "then we try to get him into sunlight."                  "Boys come on! We are burning daylight!."They heard Daisy call them from across the river.This made the triplets follow after the others in haste.Once Huey,Dewy and Louie got to the group,they all walked in silence for a few minutes. ....Until Pluto went after a squirrel. "Pluto wait!." Mickey shouted as they chased after the dog into a clearing.Max stopped when they did,shouting after the group "Hey this is it!." Well, seems Pluto knew where to go.            As he chased the squirrel still around the tall grass and flowered field. The others set up the picnic blankets under the shade of the only tree there.While everything was being set up.Huey,Dewy and Louie went out of earshot,whispering on how we were gonna test this sunlight thing without killing their uncle's friend. "We can't let him die! he's uncle Donald's best friend." Dewy whispered with a grimace,sneaking a glance at Panchito as the rooster gives their uncle a noogie.Boy was this gonna be hard. "How about we just get his hand in the sunlight." Louie said. "He has gloves on." Huey pointed out dryly.        This made them think harder."His wrist then? Doubt the gloves cover that." Dewy said after a few moments.The other two thought it over, and realize it wasn't a bad idea.Now for the plan that tested it out.Get the vampire's sombrero,have him chase them  into the sunlight..how they plan to get the hat.They had no freakin' idea.Hmm…."What you boys planning?" They heard Daisy's voice sound before them,making the duckling turn to her with a jolt. "Nothing!" The three ten yearolds said sweetly,smiling...Their uncle's girlfriend wasn't fooled as she crossed her arms,saying sternly "Boys.Tell the truth." Huey,Dewy and Louie drooped at that,doing a rock paper scissors match on who to tell her.And what do ya know, Dewey had to tell her.Groaning in annoyance and dismay,the blue duckling said "We were planning on proving Panchito is a blood sucking demon from Hell."    "Did you three sneak another horror movie behind Donald's back?" Goofy asked,having been walking by when Dewy spoke.The triplets look to the ground as Louie stammers out, "M-maybe..." "Ok.." Daisy sighs "I'll bite.How were you boys gonna prove he's a vampire?" She held her head,brushing her bangs back a bit with a sigh.The boys pointed to the sun,saying hesitantly "sunlight test." Oh they were gonna get it now.              "If he is a vampire-keyword 'If'-" The female started,pointing out of the shade of the tree "You are NOT doing the sunlight test!." "Sunlight test?" Mickey asked in confusion as he came over.            The triplets shared a frown before they said in sync "We weren't gonna have him in the sunlight long.Just his wrist." seriously,they weren't gonna do anything to kill their uncle's best friend.Rolling their eyes,the triplets walked off as Huey said "Just get his hat when no one is looking,grown ups,phooey!." They snuck up to Panchito as the vampire was about to take a short nap.His hat pushed over his eyes.Oh boy.He heard grass being crushed near him as footsteps were heading this way.Smirking,the rooster thought 'These three have their uncle's determination.So,sunlight huh?' he shrugs,getting comfy against the tree 'OK,this will be fun.' Little did Huey,Dewy and Louie know that it was the fledglings that burnt quickly in the sun.Older and experience vampires take a long while (when covered correctly,and tons of sunblock.) in the daylight.Wow.Well,the vampire ego isn't a myth.Anyway.We see Louie timidly sneak over to the older bird,his little heart beating fast within his chest as the green clad duckling reached for Panchito's hat. Right when he is about to touch it,a yellow hand stops him.What the?!Louie looked up quick,seeing Jose looking at him as he shook his head " trust me,don't try it.When spooked the loco bird has a trigger finger."        "Not asleep yet." Panchito said,eyes still closed as he uncovers them from his hat."and I don't shoot kids." "Dare I mention Spain two years ago." Jose stated dryly. " We agreed to not to!" The rooster retorted with narrowed..amber eyes?The ducklings looked between the two birds.       "What happened in Spain?" Dewy asked curiously. Sharing a look,the two older males said "Nothing." Jose then guided the three kids away as Panchito went back to getting a nap.Much to Huey,Dewy and Louie's dismay. They were so close! Now what test do they-wait! Blood urges! Now that seemed a little tricky.       Where the heck will they get blood!? "Where we gonna get blood? " Huey asked.This made the two shrug. They had no idea either.They sighed as they took a step.Only Louie slipped on something and took a tumble,his hand being cut on a rock that stuck out of the ground. "Ow!" He cried,holding his hand ,clenching it in pain.            "Louie!" Donald called in a panic as he ran over with the others.Louie clutched his hand in pain as his uncle rushed over to him.Kneeling next to the duckling,the older male gently took his nephew's hand.He froze at seeing blood drip from the fist."It hurts Uncle Donald." the green duckling said,even clenched into a fist it hurt! The ten year old took his hand back in pain when his uncle tried to move it."ow!" It looked pretty bad."Tell me someone brought the first aid kit!" Donald said ,getting to his feet. Goofy went over to one of the baskets as Panchito picked up Louie.Dewy and Huey glaring at him as they said "put him down!" "Boys! Not the time to be rude!" Their uncle snapped as the rooster took his youngest nephew to the tree. "Sorry if we don't trust a vampire with our bleeding brother." Huey said bluntly as he and Dewy glared after Panchito.Who sat down,Louie in his lap as Goofy opened the first aid kit. The dog man carefully holds out the duckling’s hand.The goof winced with Panchito when they got a good look at the palm.The cut looked deep. "Umm...Jose!? can you come over here?!" the latter called to his parrot amigo "I don't think a bandage will help much." Jose came over worriedly.He then takes the bleeding hand into his and examines it gently.He grimaces at how deep it is before he said "I think I can heal it a bit,the rest I need to let the body do the rest." "Is it supposed to burn?" Louie asked as his hand stung,yelping when the adult's hand cupped his injured hand,hand glowing blue.         Woah!The young duck watched in awe at the magic,his hand feeling slightly better.After a few moments,Jose stopped healing it and let go of Louie's hand.Granted,the cut was still there,but not as bad as before. Goofy,seeing he didn't need to clean the wound now,bandaged the duckling's hand.Soon enough, the hand was bandaged up well.Smiling,Louie said "thanks." He drooped adding glumly "sorry for the scare." "It happens." Panchito said with a shrug,hugging the duckling as he said "lest it was a hand and nothing else."     Boy was that a relief.Louie looked up at the vampire,saying "sorry." Confused, Panchito asks, "For what?"        "For trying to get proof." the green duckling mumbled looking down. He looked up when the older bird snickers,before laughing as he said "Y-You ninos are not the first people -alive- to do that." Nearby Jose blushed at the memories.Oh boy. "Donald and Jose did the same thing." His rooster amigo said smirking at the blushing parrot. "Shut up you idiota!" The green male huffed,adding heatedly "and wipe that smirk off your face!"      Panchito chuckles at that."Uncle Donald and Jose did the same to you?" Louie asked in shock as his uncle came over,holding Dewy and Huey's wrist with a frown."Boys.You have something to say to Panchito." Donald said to his two other nephews,just knowing his Mexican heard the insults with his vampire hearing. Dewy and Huey just looked down with a huff. "Boys!" Their uncle chided,giving them a glare. God those two were difficult."Donald it's fine." Panchito said,waving them off "I've grown use to it amigo."        "I will not have my nephews grow into monster haters because of stupid horror movies!" Donald said,letting his nephews go,crossing his arms.His quacky voice low and venomous.Obviously,he was to mad to think clear at the moment.Sos.Before he said something stupid,like he does whenever freakin pissed,Daisy dragged him off to a walk. Once Donald was gone,Dewy and Huey crossed their arms,sitting down.    "Guys,he's really not that bad to be honest." Louie admitted to his brothers.He was actually a pretty nice guy once you got pass the vampirism.It was Dewy who scoffed before saying "reason uncle Donald is mad at us."      "If it's anything that should be blamed." Panchito started,gently making the ducklings look at him "is that horror movie.Which-though you shouldn't have even seen it- gave you the idea that all vampires attack people for the hell of it." Seriously,it was a miracle that there were even fans of monsters thanks to horror movies...that included monsters.Wow.Both red and blue duckling shared a look..guess he had a point. Oh yeah."Sorry." Both boys said honestly in remorse,looking down in shame.Oh god did it remind Panchito of Jose and Donald when they found out he was a vampire.Smiling,the vampire pulled the ducklings into a hug,saying " Está bien que los pequeños cometan errores." The triplets looked at him in confusion.Thankfully,Jose was nearby and translated as he joined the hug "He said It's ok little ones we make mistakes.."            "Hey we aren't little!." Louie said with a glare pout.        "Compared to how old I am, you are." Panchito said ruffling his hair. The duckling in his lap pouts more.His brothers also pout at that They were ten,not three.Everyone just chuckled before looking up when Donald and Daisy came back..that was a short walk.That was barely a few minutes!      "I managed to calm him down." The latter said at the confused looks.She then gave her lover a stern look,saying "Donald has something to say to his boys."This made the others turn to said duck.Who looked at his feet before he sighed,walking over to his nephews,kneeling in front of them as he said "Sorry I was hard on you boys."This surprised the three ducklings,Their uncle normally took awhile to say this stuff. Boy was that quick.              "I was just mad,terrified and worried boys." Donald continued,rubbing the back of his neck."sorry." Aww….Huey,Dewy and Louie share a look before pouncing on their uncle,hugging him with smiles.This surprised Donald. "We." Louie started ,looking up. "Forgive you." Huey added in. "Uncle Donald." Dewy finished.All three gave him a smile.How sweet.Panchito sighed in relief,saying "good.I didn't wreck this relationship of yours."         "The last one got patched up by the way." Donald said,hugging his nephews close.The ducklings smiled looking up at the older male,the rooster was right.It was a goodthing things were patched up. Soon enough,everyone joined in,they wanted in too.Unfortunately, Donald was right in the middle and was getting squished.So were his nephews.Growling,Don shouted "Ok that's enough!"as everyone backed off.Jose and Panchito shared a smirk,visiting their amigo was the best idea ever. The end.

[singsongsappho]

I Need Help!!

I’ve created a Kingdom Hearts oc that I’m writing a fanfic on and I want to give her an english and japanese voice actor but I can’t think of anything. Underneath is a copy of her character bio. If you guys could look through it and send me some suggestions that you think would be good for both her english and japanese voice, that would be awesome. Thanx guys!!

Kaen Character Bio

(Original template from http://visionarydame.deviantart.com/art/Kingdom-Hearts-OC-Blank-Template-399123361)

This is based on Kaen at the beginning of the story, before she meets Sora and the others, though she, at this point, already knows Donald, Goofy, King Mickey, and everyone in the Disney world.

Introduction of Character

Name: Kaen (Japanese for flame; pronounced KI-EN)

Age: 15

Gender: Female

Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Currently unknown since love isn't her first priority at the moment

Nickname(s): Little Flame (Used by Scrooge McDuck), Ki-Ki (Used by Huey, Dewey, and Louie; pronounced KI-KI, not KEE-KEE).

Alias(es): None

Date of Birth: February 17

Status: Active

Astrological/Zodiac Sign: Aquarius/Rabbit

Species: Human

Ethnicity: Caucasian (White)

Blood Type: A+

Affiliations/Organizations: Currently none

Occupation: Keyblade wielder/apprentice

The Character's Appearance

General Appearance: Naturally straight, ginger hair that goes to the bottom of her shoulder blades which she wears in a low ponytail and bangs she keeps out of her face with a black barrette. Grass green eyes with long eyelashes. Thin, long eyebrows that are slightly darker than her hair. Pale but not pure white skin. Wears a black t-shirt underneath a half zipped navy blue vest with a pocket on each side, blue jean shorts with a black belt over sunset-colored-ombre leggings with zippers down the sides, and black sneakers.

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 103 lbs

Handedness: Ambidextrous

Tattoos/Birthmarks/Scars: A thin scar going down to her elbow from her shoulder on her right arm which she doesn't remember how she got it.

Jewelry/Accessories: A pink, stained glass star charm she has hanging to her belt that she's had since she could remember, a black buckle choker, and black gloves that connect around her middle fingers.

About the Character

Personality: Kaen can come off as abrasive, skeptical, and sarcastic to people she just met, but she just acts that way until she knows if she can trust that person. When she warms up to a person, she turns into a joking, kind, and still sarcastic person, but she usually doesn't mean to be mean when she's being sarcastic. She still is skeptical and practical, not one to jump to conclusions and analyzes her situation instead. When she gets extremely emotional though, which isn't often but still happens, she becomes impulsive and throws caution to the wind, becoming extremely protective of her friends and loved ones and ready to defend them at all cost.

Favorites: Music, books, animals, cookies, sea salt ice cream, people who put others before themselves

Least Favorites: Bullies, people who think she's weak because she's a girl, people who think she's weak because of her age

Hobbies/Interests: Playing music on piano, violin, guitar, flute, and clarinet, singing, reading, practicing her fighting skills, playing with Huey, Dewey, and Louie

Phobias/Fears: Monophobia: the fear of being alone,  athazagoraphobia: the fear of being forgotten or ignored, minor atychiphobia: the fear of failure

Habits: Twirling a loose strand of her hair when in deep thought or nervous

Mannerisms: Calm when talking, becomes more serious when in battle. Usually has a calm, playful demeanor.

Skills/Talents: Playing multiple instruments, very agile and flexible, though not perfectly so, solving things in her heading quickly

Best Qualities: Usually calm during most situations, kind, wants to protect others, puts others before herself, even when she's seriously injured or in trouble

Worst Qualities: Gets suspicious of and doesn't really trust most people she doesn't know, doesn't care for her own well being when she's protecting other people, gets impulsive when she get's upset or emotional

Morality/Ethics: Thinks that there is at least a tiny bit of good in everyone, and those who can't protect themselves need protecting, but that bad people who intentionally do bad things need to be stopped

Goals/Motivations/Dreams: Wants to, one day, take and pass her Mark of Mastery exam and become a Master, so she can go out on her own to discover her past and family, and to protect those who need it the most

The Character's Relationship With Others

Reputation: Those who know and are close with Kaen know she is a nice and smart girl, wanting everyone to be safe and happy. They trust her with their lives and everything else. She is popular with young kids, always wanting to play with them, since she never really had a childhood of her own, at least one she can remember.

Love Interest(s): None

Friend(s):

Huey, Dewey, and Louie Duck

Scrooge McDuck

Donald Duck

Daisy Duck

Goofy

King Mickey Mouse

Queen Minnie Mouse

Chip and Dale

Master Yen Sid

Enemy(ies): Currently none

Relationship(s):

King Mickey and Queen Minnie Mouse: Current guardians/surrogate parents of Kaen. Kaen has known the King ever since she woke up with no memory of her family or her life before that point. Mickey decided to take her in, training her in the art of the Keyblade alongside Yen Sid while living in Disney Town in Disney Castle. She met Minnie when she first got there, becoming close in a few minutes. Mickey and Minnie are considered surrogate parents to Kaen, loving to train and fight with Mickey and playing music, tending to the garden, and reading with Minnie. She knows that, even if and when she finds her real family, she will always love the King and Queen as parents and friends.

Donald and Daisy Duck: Surrogate aunt and uncle to Kaen. Donald and Daisy first met Kaen when she first arrived at Disney Castle, finding a connection with her in their shared skepticism and sarcasm and somewhat adopted her as her surrogate aunt and uncle. Donald taught Kaen how to use magic and cast spells, while Daisy taught her how to cook and play flute, violin, and piano. Kaen loves her aunt and uncle, knowing she would always consider them family, no matter what.

Goofy: Surrogate Uncle to Kaen. Goofy met Kaen when she first came to Disney Castle, along with Queen Minnie, Donald and Daisy. They bonded over their determination to protect others and joking yet kind nature, creating a uncle and niece relationship much like her and Donald. Goofy taught her some defense and fighting styles other than that of the Keyblade, as well as some jokes that always made her laugh. Kaen loves her other surrogate uncle, and will always love him, no matter what.

Huey, Dewey, and Louie Duck: Kaen's best friends and surrogate cousins/brothers. Kaen met the triplets when they were pulling a prank on their uncle, Donald Duck. She decided to help them out and they became fast friends, as well as partners in crime. She loves to hang out with them, whether it be playing, coming up with a new get-rich-quick plan, helping with the ice cream shop, or playing pranks on others, mostly Donald. Kaen considers the brothers her best friends as well as little brothers and is always ready to get into trouble with them.

Scrooge McDuck: Surrogate great uncle/grandfather to Kaen. Kaen met Scrooge one day when he was trying to come up with a new business idea. He was baffled by the knowledge she possessed at her young age and asked her if she wanted to help him out. He, along the way, decided to help out with her music lessons with Daisy, teaching how to play the clarinet. He considers the young girl his granddaughter and she considers him a grandfather/great uncle and is always willing to help him out with a new business venture.

Master Yen Sid: Surrogate grandfather/teacher of Kaen. Kaen has known Yen Sid as long as King Mickey, being with her when she first woke up with amnesia. He decided not to outright tell her about her past, fearing what to much information at once might do to her young mind and, though hesitant at first, Kaen agreed to this, deciding that, one day, she would find the answers herself. Yen Sid decided to take Kaen under his wing alongside Mickey, training her in the art of the Keyblade, somewhat bonding with her in the process. Though he won't show it, he considers the young girl as the granddaughter he never had, with Kaen thinking of him as her surrogate grandfather alongside Scrooge McDuck.

The Character's Abilities

Powers/Abilities: Magic

Origin of Powers: Being a Keyblade wielder, it comes with the territory. Learned to use and control them under Master Yen Sid and the Royal Magician, Donald Duck.

Element(s): Spells

Strengths: Fire, lightning, and healing spells

Weaknesses: Water, ice, and time spells

Restrictions: Can only use them when holding her Keyblade

Alternate Form(s): Currently none

Fighting Style: Weapon and magic based styled combat

Weapon(s): "Ember's Song" Keyblade

Weapon(s) Appearance(s): The black grip is centered in a ring of pink, red, orange, and yellow flames making up the hand-guard. The shaft is five long, slightly wavy flames that go from red to pink to orange to yellow making up a staff like you'd see on sheet music. The music notes on it are black quarter notes, starting at what would be a low G going up to a middle B on the piano. The teeth are three, giant eighth notes. The keychain connected to the Keyblade by a silver chain with a single eighth note with a pink, flaming heart as the bottom of it for the token.

Preferred Weapon(s): Keyblade, weaponized hand fans, bow and arrow

(On a scale of 1 - 10; 1 being terrible and 10 being the best)

Knowledge: /10

Conceptualization Power: /10

Motivation: /9

Will to Act: /9

Agility: /8

Power Control: /9

Swordsmanship: /9

Hand-to-Hand Combat: /5

Long Range Accuracy: /7

Offense: /9

Defense: /7

Social Skills: /6

The Character's Familial/Biographical Information

Birthplace: Unknown

Family:

(Mother, Unknown)

(Father, Unknown

(Other Possible Family, Unknown)

Familial Background: Since Kaen has amnesia, she doesn't have any memory of her family. Since waking up and living in Disney Town, the inhabitants of the town and castle have become her surrogate family, with the King and Queen as parents, Donald and Goofy as uncles, Daisy as an aunt, Huey, Dewey, and Louie as cousins/little brothers, and Yen Sid and Scrooge McDuck as grandfathers/great uncles, in Scrooge's case. She knows that, even if and when she finds her family, she will always consider them her family too, no matter what.

Character Background: Kaen never really had a childhood, at least, one with a biological family. The first memory she has is waking up in Yen Sid's tower with him and King Mickey, not remembering anything before then, except her name, how to play the guitar, a basic knowledge of the Keyblade, and two songs that she doesn't remember the names of. The only things she had from her life before was a music box that plays the two different songs and a pink, stained glass star charm, along with a scar on her arm. She was told by Yen Sid that they couldn't tell her about her family or past because if they tell her one thing, it could unlock all her other memories at once, causing serious mental damage. Being a really smart girl, she understood, deciding it would be for the best. She began living in Disney Town, training under the King and Master Yen Sid, learning how to use the Keyblade. She has yet to regain any of her memories, but sometimes gets random glimpses in dreams that she only remembers for a small amount of time. She wishes to become a Keyblade Master someday and go out to discover her past, being able to protect those who need it most as well.

[wildflowerfiction77]

Burning Bridges 1

Burning Bridges

By Daniel Vera

8/23/2019 8:41pm

 A Story

A story of revelation.  A story of Heaven and Hell.  A story of love and fate.  A story of truth and fame.  A story of lies and pain.  A story of real and fake.  A story of lose and gain.  A story of friends and music.  A story of betrayal and death.  A story of the entire world and one mind.  A story of Hollywood and a story of forgotten people.  A story of rolled dice.  A story of lost love or never real.  A story of family decimated.  A story of a hidden treasure at the bottom of the sea.  A story of pyramids.  A story of ancient myth.  A story of future visions.  A story of spirits and man.  A story of warring armies.  A story of blank checks with no pen.  A story of a burning buildings in New York.  A story of gangs and government.  A story of black holes in Hollywood.  A story of hidden cameras and naked actors.  A story of Atlantis.  A story of superheroes.  A story of vampires and zombies.  A story of Bruce Lee and Nazi America.  A story of dead poets.  A story of songs sung by Mozart and Taylor Swift.  A story of the Military, CIA and MK Ultra.  A story of cartoons and rap music.  A story from a galaxy far far away.  A story of approaching comets.  A story of 33.  A story of black and white.  A story of Red Skins.  A story of nuclear war.  A story of blue water in the sky.  A story of James Bond and Gilbert Grape.  A story of TV commercials.  A story of fat kids.  A story of ninjas and samurai.  A story of rebellion and anarchy.  A story of dragons and phoenix.  A never ending story.  White tigers and black turtles.  Buffalo women and tobacco.  Hummingbirds and Butterflies.  Flowers and Hearts.  Stars and Sky.  Earth and Moon.  Dreams and walking...

 Dreams

I awoke in my pajamas.  It was a normal day like any other day.  I had 15 days to make $500 to pay the rent.  I had an ex girlfriend that butt dialed me while she was partying.  I listened for around ten minutes to see if I could hear if she was with a guy or having sex.  I couldn’t tell and so I hung up the phone.  I hated her because my heart felt pain every time I though of her with someone else and I knew she didn’t deserve it.  I guess it might have been the times that there was a genuine love that was being created, like the countless hours of laying in bed and staring at each others eyes while sharing kisses and caressing fingertips.  Or the unexpected gifts to encourage me to become a stronger man.  The late night fights where I sat at the locked bedroom door pleading to be let in, while she wept in bed because she got jealous of another woman she thought I was staring at when we went shopping.  Or the years of waking up next to her as the sunlight broke through the curtains and staring at her sleeping with a golden light shinning on her brown skin. red lips and black messy hair.  Or the times my arm fell asleep underneath her head as we cuddled for as long as possible until we had to readjust to find a diagonal leg and arm pattern, still crossing touch.  Then I thought about all the times she destroyed my heart and continued my day. 

I began walking on the air to meet with God.  We had scheduled a few meetings.  The great creator always knew I would be late.  I guess God knew me pretty well and adjusted time itself to add the twenty minutes for me to catch the 9:14 cloud.  On this day we talked about the meaning of struggle.  I had been having this reoccurring dream about being crushed by wave after wave in the ocean, and not being able to catch my breath.  God reassured me that the waves were meant to strengthen me and that I wouldn’t drown.  Although it was somewhat comforting to hear, I rebutted that the dream felt real and it was causing me stress.  I had felt that the waves were unneeded and they were keeping me from being able to recover from previous ailments that I was still healing from.  God just smiled and looked at me with grace.  When I left the office I was thinking of some toast and jam, since I had forgotten to eat before I left.  I did thank the Great Spirit that gives life and did say some prayers before scheduling a meeting a few months later and commenting on the beautiful flowers to the secretary.  It was a good meeting.

I then proceeded to fighting monsters and saving damsels.  I thought I was doing pretty good.  It was almost like living in a movie, where you get to be Conan.  But I didn’t realize it was all the parts where he was being held captive, being tricked or stuck in a room full of mirrors.  So I turned the channel to see if I could find out another version of the same story that was a little more modern.  That's when the television went static and I started howling with the old mystics from the Dark Crystal.  I had fallen asleep to that movie, and somehow I was joining in the call to gather the ones that were left to make the journey.  I thought it was just a happenstance, until the small town started to share a video that someone had recorded, until it became the new thing.  They made a dance, a soft drink, a Netflix show, chicken and pizza commercials, the next 5 years of billion dollars movies, including Star Wars, was about it.  They even started bombing countries and making new religions.  It was crazy.  There wasn’t a TV or movie screen that it wasn’t on every five minutes for years.  I even saw it on Facebook.

Then they the military started burning the forest to sell lemonade and electric cars that still used oil and nuclear power.  This is when I knew something was going on.  Then a bunch of ex presidents started appearing in Kanye West videos and Quentin Tarantino movies with “kiss me, I am Jewish” stickers on their foreheads.  This is when I knew things were getting out of control of even the CIA.  The girl scouts started selling machine guns to the homeless.  The TV news people were smoking joints, eating hot dogs and advertising “Shamoo”.  The comedians began making signs to love one another and became civil rights politicians and activists.  They didn’t say any good jokes though.  I’m not sure why, but the politicians began making everyone laugh.  It was a circus that was only topped by Silicon Valley taking Ubers to Outer Space.  They said they were going to mars, but they took too much LSD and ended up going too far, and circled back to China, not knowing it was a parallel universe and they were lost.  Meanwhile on earth, the Patriots won another Superbowl which made ten in a row.  Everyone dressed in Captain America costumes during a white rappers reunion, singing country songs with the Spice Girls paying tribute to all the musicians that were killed in the last seven years.  It was a really long half time show.  Its still going on.  Kapernick has Snoop Dogg braiding his hair while they start a venture capital business with Donald Trump and Kevin Spacey for a Martha Stuart line of hemp products at Walmart.  The hemp is really Monsanto bio engineered, but they figure they’re burning down the Amazon in Brazil, no one will notice.  

So I turned off the TV and ate some waffles.  My ex girlfriend left some blueberries in the freezer, so I used those with some peanut butter and jam and butter.  As I started eating the five stack, I saw something moving out my window.  I saw Miley Cyrus twerking on the front lawn.  I looked at the waffles and thought maybe there was something weird in the ingredients.  Then George Bush, the CIA guy, was dancing with her and I knew the waffles had some weird shit going on, so I threw them in the garbage.  Fucken ruined my breakfast.  Every five minutes I looked out the front window to see if they had left, and sure enough, they were still there, except they would change faces.  Next was the Rock and Scarlette Johanson, then Bill Gates and the Queen of England, then the White Stripes.  I thought it might have been the blueberries.  She said she ordered them from Ashton Kusheten, and that dush liked to play jokes on people, and started doing Bruce Willies wife, so I figured that was it.  They must have been laced with something.  I took a nap till they wore off.  

The next day I was able to make it to the car without anything super weird happening.  Someone did steal my Bruce Lee movies and my kids toys from the car.  I must have left the window open.  I knocked door to door around the neighborhood to ask if anyone had seen anything weird, other than Miley Cyris.  It dawned on me that I never spoke to any of my neighbors for the five years I had lived in the house.  The first house was a bunch of cats sitting around a living room.  They were doing yoga and smoking huka, so everything they said sounded like cats fighting underwater.  I didn’t get any answers.  The next house was three little pigs and a wolf.  They were watching the news and eating cereal.  They said they had just moved in and didn’t see anything.  It was peculiar that they had a giant poster of me in their kitchen.  I figured they must be fans.  They smelled like weed.  Every house had some fairytale vibe to it, or a Disney cartoon.  Squirrels, Vikings, Revenge of the Nerds, even a Steven King house.  The last one was a Dukes of Hazard reunion.  They were cooking burgers on the bar b que, and they were nice enough to have the girl in Daisy Dukes make me a quarter pounder with cheese.  We started seeing each other.  I called her when I got horny and she would come over.  I still didn’t find my stolen stuff.  I figured Karma would make the rounds.  

When I drove away, I started seeing smoke.  I wasn’t sure where it was coming from.  It didn’t seem to be originating from the car, so I started looking around.  Planes were flying past me and leaving these trails of smoke, but that wasn’t it.  I looked in my rear view mirror and saw burning bridges across the whole country.  That's when I knew who stole my Bruce Lee movies.  

  Meat and Cattle

 In a long dark cavern, I saw a few faces staring in front of sunlight, casting shadows like dancing puppets.  They had orders to submerge me into submission, by who, I wasn’t sure.  During that time, there was a lot of turmoil happening in the world and in the small town in which I was living.  It seemed that the local white power groups were stock pilling machine guns and ammunition.  They would have weekly fight club gatherings in the mountains and practice military drills to kill “niggers, Jews and spics”, and now the Chinese and Russians.  I guess they were Irish and Scottish, but probably a mixed breed of good ol’ boys.  

I’m not sure how “the gays” became part of the picture, but they arrived in droves.  They all gathered at Duff Tavern, a place in the Simpsons cartoon.  It was absolutely insane.  Along with the Trans community, there were hipsters, hopsters, fibsters, and mobsters.  Not to mention, some pretty hot women in the form of pixies and catholic nuns.  On the jukebox was Rage Against the Machine, because sometimes I would hack the airwaves, just to annoy the patrons.  The Clamsters would stand watch outside while the Bob Dylan look a likes would secretly grow weed and sell it to Colorado, Texas and New York.  They had a good set up going.  They would smuggle pounds of grass in their beards.  When asked why their beard was green by the police or FBI, all they would have to say is it was an Irish thing.  It seemed to work.  

But after a few years, the government went in and started replacing some of the farms with robots.  The robots would answer to the Matrix and all was well for a while.  I noticed this because I lived in the small town and would often have art shows and play music with the other monkeys.  Sometimes on the news they would televise a social order black ops operation.  In the war of the weeds, all the multi-armed gangs would hide in the mountains behind trees and rocks.  They would shoot at each other just to make sure no one was stealing their crops.  The cops didn’t mind, since they would get a part of the profit, and sometimes the whole thing, depending on orders from the FBI, and ultimately the CIA and Homeland Security.  

They would cut up a cow and leave it hanging upside down to attract the wolves.  They caught a lot of wolves that way and turned them into guard dogs.  The cats had to be more careful since they were house cats, and not the Lions they wanted to be.  Some of them thought they were Tigers, but that was just something on TV.  It was a long summer.  Everyone was waiting for 2012 and aliens.  They would give palm readings and read the cards on your forehead to make sure you were a monkey.  God forbid you might be Godzilla.  That would mean you were Japanese and those nips tried to bomb Pearl Harbor in a movie made by Steven Spielberg in the 80’s.  

The new threat in Los Angels was the threat of the Mexicans and particularly, the Zapatistas.  So the U. S. planted a tariff on marijuana distribution.  Although they needed the plant to help with cancer and injured vets brains, they had to make sure they could use that extra money for more robots.  They started pumping all that money into Silicon Valley and I Phones.  They needed to make sure Facebook would convince people that everyday is business as usual.  No one can have a new thought, it would counter balance the already shaky control system that sat upon fake money.  So to go with the fake money, they created fake news, fake wars, fake presidents, fake jobs, fake laws, fake food, fake causes, fake movies, fake soap operas, fake drugs, fake toilets, fake videos, fake people on the internet, fake names to go with those people, fake gang wars, fake drug busts, fake homeless people, fake housing crisis, fake TMZ news, fake Kanye, fake cake, fake husbands and wives, fake kids, fake Wall Street, and fake music.  Along with those fakory items, they made fake laws and juried trials.  I saw a documentary on Netflix.  It could have been fake.  

  The Cafe

 I would go to the cafe daily.  It was like a meditation.  Sometimes I would play music there, sometimes I would draw.  I always noticed the same faces.  Once in a while, a gorgeous red head or brunette would come sit at my table and flirt with me over a mocha.  At this time I was through with blonds, kinda like Arnolds’ “Total Recall” movie.  It was a good five years.  I never had so many Red Sparrows fly to my window at once.  I was a greedy kid at the ice cream shop, so I tried all the flavors.  This town was a small concentrated town, so I didn’t know they were connected to all the gangs in the world.  I didn’t know that they have been hunting savages for generations, and they had marked me as soon as I grew some pubic hairs.  They already had submitted my parents and were working on the rest of the Wu Tang Clan.  So when I found out, I tried to warn everyone, but it was too late, they had already turned or were captured.  The Cladavors had used Aliens to possess each other and play role playing games to kill the time.  

They did pay well, from all that weed and coke money.  They gave my ex boat rides and free soda.  They even gave all of the Clan free weed fields and free cars and houses.  But really, they had to do a lot of favors in return, like video tape me having sex with gorgeous women and then they would make fake porn and put it on the fake dark web.  The pink clampers liked to watch those between football games and CSI.  They made a lot of money from those as well.  Meanwhile, I was figuring out what kind of mocha I wanted.  I wrote a lot of letters during that time and finished a lot of paintings.  I learned how to sing, and practiced on my mating skills.  Every time I would walk outside, I saw five clams and three turtle doves.  My stomach hurt a few times, but the Doctor reassured me that I was fine and had nothing to worry about.  So I kept eating ice cream, since it was free.  I got good at it, I could have won a contest or the Olympics.

But then my arch rival appeared in the form of my ex.  She got even better looking and I got fat from all the ice cream.  I was still practiced up, but she had some Kriptonite on me.  I didn’t realize she had been zombified as well.  I wasn’t sure if it was the same quirks or new ninja moves she was using on me.  One thing that was sure, was that she always won.  It frustrated me to the point of no return.  She kept coming back to me for more ice cream, but I refused to share.  I threw it in the freezer along with my heart.  When she stopped calling, I pulled my heart out, but it stayed cold for too long, and I had thought it died.  I put it in a vase and watered it every now and again.  Mostly just wrote poems about it.  

Eventually I stopped going to the cafe, since that was the place that I had met her.  I started making instant coffee, then started brewing my own from a used coffee machine that had a timer and automatic alarm clock built in.  Every time I would drink a special brew, I would remember the mocha’s we shared.  I would see pictures of her on Facebook once in awhile drinking mocha's with Asheton Klamster.  That really pissed me off.  Then she got the role as Wonder Woman.  It was like, “what the fuck?”  Fuckn Taylor Swift and Kanye, Miley and Mickey, Goons and Goblins, Jews and Gentiles, Obama and Trump, Star Wars and Dumpsters, Guns and Weed.  All I needed now was my family to turn on me and the Government to MK Ultra me.  I saw Bluebirds in the midst of Project Damn Daniel.  It was astounding.  It was almost like they had watched the Dark Crystal too.  

They got me on the run, and then I saw Kapernick with an Afro.  I had thought he was Middle Eastern.  Then all of a sudden, blond people started showing up.  They were dancing naked everywhere I went.  I would go to the grocery store, and there they were.  I would go to the bank, and there they were.  I would go to the book store, and there they were.  At first I thought they were some kind of religious group, then I concluded that they were a rock band in a video game.  I had saw it advertised on a commercial a few years prior.  It was a game from MK Tupac.  I had read it in a New World Order book from the early 1900’s.  Carl Jung and Sigmund Freud co-wrote it.  That’s when my brother called me to ask me how I was doing.

The only answer I had was “How the fuck do you think I’m doing?”  Then my first ex called to tell me she’s having another baby and if I wanted to co-sign for a new car.  I was like, “Bitch, I haven’t seen you since the 1800’s, how the fuck does your ghetto ass want a co-signer after you stole my sperm in 97 and then stole my life in 99?”  Needless to say, I co-signed.  I thought it was for the kid, but I think she got her nails did.  

  The Science

 It was a virtual video game and everyone wanted to play.  It was one of those soldier games where everyone is a shooter.  I had thought I had seen my brother in a bunker with a gunshot wound to his side.  He was bleeding.  He was drinking with his Clamster buddies, and they had asked if I wanted to play some football that weekend.  Since we were in a video game, I figured sure, why not.  While drinking a Natty Ice and smoking a cigarette, he asked how to defeat all the white men.  I looked at him, and wondered why he was drinking and smoking while bleeding on the rented floor.  I figured he had marital problems, he was in a slump and the locals must have been fucking with him.  I contemplated the question, and from the years of slavery and genocide, I didn’t really see a scenario that they would recede control of the area, America or stop their plans for world domination.  So I told him I don’t know.  It was a confounding question since his wife and his kids and his friends were white.

So his buddies were usually missing some teeth from some Oroville days.  I had known them for some time, so when playing football, I didn’t think much of it.  It did piss me off that they didn’t throw me the ball and kept me on defense.  I still disrupted most of the plays.  They just liked to throw interceptions.  They asked me if I wanted to be a bad guy in one of their movie projects that they were conjuring up.  Since I knew these guys had almost zero talent for movie making, I kindly agreed, if they did all the work.  They proposed some Star Trek and I proposed some Twilight Zone.  They proposed a Batman spin where the bad guys would be sitting at the table.  I figured I was Batman, so I’m not sure that would work out for me, unless I beat their face in at the end of the card game.  I guess my brother played the Joker.  

So I drove away, and then the game turned into Mad Max, Fury Road.  I guess Northern California wanted to keep the water, and Southern California didn’t like the country people and they wanted the water.  Everyone started throwing fire bombs at each other, it got crazy.  So the South paid off some ”official” people with the Damn money, and they shared the water with the weed growers and Mothers Milk.  All the gangs lived happily ever after, including the military and Hollywood, which we all know, are the most important gangs in California.  They eventually brought Donald Trump to rake and threw fake Rambo in military prison for trying to start a rebellion, which was actually a sting to begin with.  It was a complicated video game on story mode.  Most people just like to play on vs. Mode.  

I only rented the game, so I didn’t really play it, everyone I knew loved it and bought it.  I guess the marijuana dispensaries were selling it along with cookies.  I would rather spend my time watching Netflix and watch some Daredevil or Breaking Bad.  Those were some epic shows.  I used to just watch the Documentaries, but ever since I bought a subscription, I like the dramas.  It always begs the question, does art reflect real life, or does real life reflect art.  Sometimes I think to myself, when I notice the panic attack people have in the world around me, how could everyone not notice how much we believe other people to be better than us.  How much we fear other people to be better than us.  How groups of people feel threatened by others greatness, and that they don’t take the time to nurture their own greatness.  In a hysteria to feel loved and be seen in a crowded world, we try and find the flaws of the others around us to lift ourselves up.  Flowers fighting for sunlight.  Animals fighting for food and water.  Instead we are water and lightning.  We are the light.  

It makes me reminisce on the struggle of the waves crashing.  I find the breath I need in the moments between the struggle.  If I panic, I miss those moments while fighting against the ocean.  If I don’t panic, I am able to breath steadily and find the least resistance without drowning.  And if I live to tell the story, what else would a story need but you to tell it.  How many stories have saved your life?  How many stories gave you strength to carry on?  How many stories have let you share in the tragedies and triumphs of another?  Stories that made you laugh and cry, ones that you have learned from and ones that didn’t make sense till years later.  To play the video game in story mode or just in versus?  I personally like to write my own story.  

[fangirlsdilemma]

I’ve gone on seven trips to Disney World in the past 2 years, and the one thing that surprises people more than, “and you don’t have children?” is when they ask what my favorite thing to do is, and I say, “Walk around Animal Kingdom.”

My Disney trips have had me fall head over heels in love with the Animal Kingdom, and this was even before Pandora opened and gilded the lily as it were.

And this day, this magical wonderful day, had us (mostly because Juli is something of a genius.) really diving into exploration of the park.

We started the day in Pandora, at 8 AM sharp. We had a 9:10 fastpass for Flight of Passage, so we started on Na’vi River Cruise, which I really love riding, it’s such a beautiful and peaceful and lovely experience. I also love the woven queue, the explanation of the various animals you’ll see on the cruise, and of course, the incredible Shamaan Audio-Animatronic.

Then we did some running around and exploring, before our fastpass came up, and then we did Flight Of Passage.

I’d wondered if maybe, maybe I’d with the long wait, and hype for it, been overwowed by Flight Of Passage.

I no longer feel that way. This ride is exceptionally wonderful. It’s beautiful, well executed and didn’t even make me queasy this time around. Hooray! Then we stopped by Pongu Pongu, to get some snacks. I was excited to try the Lumpia, and I also grabbed the Mo’Ara High Country Ale, since I’d tried the Grog Ale last time, Dom got the Grog Ale, and Juli got the Night Blossom, for the Insta of the thing, and also, because it did not occur to me when I ordered it, it wasn’t yet 10 AM. (Our early start had my internal clock off by a bit.) Ah, whatever, it was vacation, if you can’t drink at 9:30 in the morning on vacation, when can you?

Juli with her Night Blossom

The Lumpia is really good and I get why people were freaking out about it back when Pandora first opened. I’m a sucker for anything desert-y with a cream cheese base. I also liked the beer, again, I’m a sucker for an Amber. Though I preferred the Grog Ale. And if I had a choice, I’d go with a Safari Amber instead.

We then decided to begin the “Wilderness Explorers” part of our day, which allowed for much of the exploring that we did. This was something Juli insisted on, and she was absolutely right! We chatted with the Explorerer troop leaders in Pandora and took a boatload of pictures, before making our way to Harambe to check in for our brunch at Tusker House.

Tusker House has a mixed internet reputation but it’s Kristi’s family’s favorite and my friend April also counts it as a stand by for her family. Plus in these seven trips in two years, I hadn’t yet done a character meal.

I really loved this restaurant. The layout is a market style for the buffet with lovely thick wood tables where we sat. And of course there’s the characters in their safari finest!

During the meal we met with Goofy, Daisy, Donald and Mickey. This was our third encounter with Goofy and we were thrilled about it. Specifically though, I was psyched to meet with Donald and Daisy, since I was wearing my Webby Vanderquack Disneybound this day.

The food is really interesting and cool, and we specifically book at 10:45 so that we could get a taste of both the breakfast and lunch options. Also, the drink options at Tusker House come from Dawa Bar, which means I got to have a Sugar Cane Mojito, which, as I’ve stated before, is my favorite bar made mojito I’ve ever had. (Disney is one of the few places I let myself have rum, because my opportunities to be ah “friendly,” the way I tend to get when I drink rum, are limited.)

Once we finished there, it became clear that it was about to rain, and we decided to head in to Festival Of The Lion King. Neither Juli nor I had done this show before, and I think that I’m going to fit it in to every itinerary from now on. It’s truly spectacular.

Then it was on to more Wilderness Badges, this time, by going to Gorilla Falls again, then after that, we had Everest Fast Passes, and completed those badges. It was then on to my favorite (very super favorite) thing in Animal Kingdom, The Maharahja Jungle Trek. Unlike Gorilla Falls, the trek is almost never crowded, it’s tucked back in a weird back corner of the Asia section, rather than in a highly trafficked ride exit dump, and it’s residents are a bit more subdued. We talked to a cast member about the tiger cubs. (I was really hoping we’d see them.) He explained that they’re not on display yet, as they want to limit human contact with them. Disappointed but understanding we were happy to at least see their proud papa wandering around.

We had a truly magical moment, however, as we reached the aviary. I’ve walked the Jungle Trek many times and never, have I seen this area so alive. Birds were zipping above our heads, skittering around on the ground and perched happily singing in the trees. It was exceptional.

Post Jungle Trek we headed to Disney Springs where we all did some shopping, and then back to the hotel, where we picked up dinner and relaxed in the room. (And had one of those quiet exhale moments that I’m so crazy about.) We headed back over to the park to experience Pandora at night and Rivers Of Light.

I was head over heals for Pandora having only seen it during the day. Seeing it at night just further cemented my love for Animal Kingdom. Seriously, I’m obsessed. Maybe someday I’ll have an Animal Kingdom trip, where I stay at lodge and only go to Animal Kingdom, except for one night when I go over to the Poly to have drinks at Trader Sam’s. (This is not a logistical reality, just something that I fantasize about.)

Then it was off to Rivers Of Light. We stopped by the Thirsty River Bar first, where I tried to Himalayan Ghost, which is, I must say, incredible. I really do need to incorporate Guava Juice into my home mixers.

The show was spectacular. I really like it, and I think the only reason that it will never eclipse Illumiations as my favorite is because I don’t have childhood memories of it. (And for the moment, it’s sort of a pain in the butt to see.)  It’s so beautiful and interesting and well done and the song is great.

After that, it was time for our party to part ways. Juli and Dom were getting up super early to begin their drive home, and still had packing to do. The park was still open for about an hour, so I decided rather than be in their way while they packed to further explore at least in some fashion.

I knew I had a few options, but I landed on heading to Nomad Lounge and having a night cap, and then hopping on line to ride Na’Vi River Journey one more time.

Settling in at Nomad I had a Night Monkey and chatted with the bar tender, before settling up and heading over to River Journey, where I talked to a family as we wound through the cue, and then headed out to the bus and back, where I crashed out.

BONUS Departure Day:

I had a 9:42 flight. I didn’t book it that way. I’d booked in the afternoon hoping to get in a morning at Studios to do Star Wars stuff. (Juli and Dom have no care for a galaxy far far away and I wasn’t going to force my super-fandom on them) But, American Airlines changed their flight times, so, here we are. I skipped Magical Express, since it was picking up at 5:35 AM for the Holiday rush, and I knew I didn’t need that much time.

I got up, took some pictures of the room, and grabbed a Lyft to the airport and then it was home, with no hiccups.

Overall, this was an incredible trip. Longer than I usually do, and much more strenuous. Coming up later in the week, we’ll do a hotel review & favorites, and then I’ve got a special, things I’ve learned in my Disney Year post!

But for now, well, as they say, See You Real Soon!

Our final day in the parks was probably my favorite. #AnimalKingdom #Disneyworld I've gone on seven trips to Disney World in the past 2 years, and the one thing that surprises people more than, "and you don't have children?" is when they ask what my favorite thing to do is, and I say, "Walk around Animal Kingdom."