Axel

[quote name='AvalonAngel' date='18 August 2010 - 05:04 PM' timestamp='1282147450' post='699585'] [font="Garamond"]Get ready for baby cockatiels! :D[/font] [/quote] :D <3 Problem is I don't have a nestbox for them. Cockatiel boxes are hard to come by here. D: I can get an owl, puma, or gator, but I can't get a 'tiel nestbox. xD Oh and: [youtube]W0TupEAwgTo[/youtube] Stinyyyy. She's so cute.

[center][i]A short mini-fic about the story of Cobalt's initiation. Based on my old TF fandom 'The Starscream Family Chronicles'.[/i] [i]Enjoy![/i] ------------------------ [img]http://media-worlds.theotaku.com/5142-8414-20100722110938.jpg[/img] [b]Cobalt's Initiation[/b] The initiation of Cobalt was quick and surprisingly easy. Starscream, the father of the Seeklet, held the tiny child in his hand and approached Megatron with a scared glint in his optics. It was no secret that Megatron hated Starscream for taking his adopted human daughter as his wife-unit and Starscream, who had not even told Megatron of the conception of Cobalt, knew that this event could go two ways. One, things could be fine, or two, he could end up as recycled tin cans. "Suck it up Starscream," laughed Thundercracker. Thundercracker was one of the witnesses of the initiation. He was sat to one side with the other two witnesses, Optimus Prime and Ratchet, who had delivered Cobalt's birthpod. (As was tradition.) Starscream stood before Megatron. His wife-unit Rachel stood by his side, peering up at the two large bots, hoping all would go well. She had never witnessed a Cybertronian initiation before, so it was all so new and fascinating. A small, metallic cry was heard from inside Starscream's cupped hand. Cobalt was restless. This made Megatron peer down at Starscream's closed hand with curiosity. "A good vocal processor on him." His face was still stern at he glared at Starscream dead in the optics. "Good. Good." It was then that the initiation began. With his hand outstretched, Starscream opened his fingers to reveal the tiny Seeklet inside. "Behold, Megatron. My offspring." Megatron's face instantly and surprisingly softened into a smile as he stared at the child, his optics flashing in recognition, as Cobalt's own bright blue ones stared back at his. "I have witnessed the child, Starscream. I, Megatron, accept it's existence and initiate it willingly. Do you, witnesses of this initiation, accept this and truthfully swear that you have witnessed this?" "We swear." Optimus, Thundercracker and Ratchet raised their hands and brought them down to their chests in a salute. Megatron reached out a hand and took the child from his father. Starscream cringed a little. He still wasn't sure if Megatron had a hidden agenda. It seemed all too nice as Energon pie for his liking. "I, Megatron, guardian of this child, hereby announce to all that Cobalt, firstborn son of Starscream, is one of us!" "Till all are one!" The witnesses stood up and raised their arms in a salute once again, before crowding round the small Seeklet in Megatron's hand, staring at it with loving curiosity. The initiation over, Megatron handed Cobalt back to Starscream, who snatched him quickly and held him close, causing Rachel to pat his leg to reassure him. Megatron turned on his heels and walked towards the other side of the room. "Megatron, wait!" Starscream called out, flailing his other hand towords him to get him to halt. "What is it Starscream?" "I don't get you." The wing commander frowned, his free hand now perching on his hips. "Why the sudden change? I would have thought you'd have been eager to squash Cobalt, what with the history and all." Megatron let out a chuckle and turned round. "Any child of you, Starscream, is a minion for me. I wouldn't DREAM of squashing valuable resources. What do you take me for?" With that said, he walked out the room laughing along the way. "Pfft," sighed Starscream looking down at his wife-unit. "I knew it was too good to be true." [i]Transformers © Hasbro[/i] [i]The Starscream Family Chronicles and Cobalt © Me[/i][/center]

Walking in on two of your cockatiels being 'naughty' is not a way to start one's day...

*is in yawn mode today* ... *Butt Dances*

[center]The 9th's events in story form! Happy Birthday Guy! Sorry for the many, many toilet trips. xD Enjoy. --------------------------------------- [size="5"][u][b]Guy's Birthday Curry[/b][/u][/size] It was the 9th of June 2010. The date, to most, would not mean a thing, but to Axel it only spelled trouble. The reason? The 9th of June was Guy Sherridan's birthday. Birthdays for Axel and her group of friends were always eventful, but not always in a good way. The last birthday was Amy's and it didn't end very well at all. In fact, everyone felt rather ill, as it consisted of late night drinks in the middle of a thunderstorm, copious amounts of cheese snacks and chinese food. Not a good mix once sloshing in the stomach overnight. Nick Sloane found that out the hard way after finishing off everyone's leftovers. As for Guy's birthday, Axel had nearly forgotten, but at the last minute had remembered and managed to gather some bits and pieces together for a nice celebration of curry and cake. (Not curry cake.) As her arms wouldn't allow her to bake, she bought one from the supermarket 3 miles up the road. Not something she enjoyed doing by any means. In fact, she hated it. It felt like cheating to her. But, nevertheless, desperate times called for stupidly desperate measure. Guy would have his cake. And eat it. And bloody well better like it! The cake was sorted and decorated with fancy candles. Nick took one look at it and decided it was too plain, so set about grabbing the pink squirty icing and drew obscene shapes on it, laughing childishly as he did so. Axel just rolled her eyes. As long as the cake didn't go to waste, she could handle a few drawings of male parts. "PFFT! Ok, that's enough. Now go get Guy in." Axel motioned to Nick. "PFFFFFFT yourself." "Do it now!" "Do what?" "DAMN IT NICK!" Nick grinned and squished the tube of icing in his hands, the contents arking in a trail of pink. "I hope you're going to clean that up." "What now? Pssssh." "Nick, if you don't stop being irritating, I'll make you lick it up." Nick's eyebrows darted up and down in a suggestive manner, before he dashed out of the kitchen and into the living room. Guy was busy playing a game with Amy on Axel's XBox 360 and hadn't noticed Nick's arrival over the din of the TV. "Come on, come on! SHOOT THAT ZOMBIE AMY! Arrrgh!" Suddenly, Guy was distracted by an odd squelching feeling in his ear and threw the controller in the air with a high-pitched shriek. Nick was doubled over with laughter, the tube of icing clenched in his hand now empty. "NICK!" Guy shot him a nasty look while swatting at his ear as if it had just been infested by a swarm if bees. "Haha, I'm going to have to get more of this stuff, it's awesome," laughed Nick as he eyed the tube, slightly disappointed by its now empty state. "�ttu skít og þegiðu!" "Shut it, Ice Boy!" Axel wandered in, a frown on her face over the commotion and the lack of Guy, as requested, in the kitchen. "What the heck is going on?" "Nick squirted that in my ear! I bet I'm going to have an infection now!" Guy flailed about as icing oozed out his ear. It looked very unpleasant. "Niiick." Axel shot him the evil eye. "Why the frag did you do that?" "I dunno, seemed like a good idea." "Hann er að gera mig brjálaðan!" "Now, now Guy. Calm down. You can always beat the crap out of him later on when he's too drunk to fight back." Axel winked and turned on her heels and headed back into the kitchen, urging everyone to follow. Guy eyed Nick with a grin. "Oh no, don't you dare," exclaimed Nick pointing at him, "You do and I'll squirt this somewhere else next time." "Ew, Nick! You're sick," laughed Amy finally tearing herself away from zombie killing. "It's funny..." Guy just eyed them both with equal suspicion. ---------------------------- In the kitchen, Lee, who was trying to finish washing the dishes for dinner that night, had turned off the lights as was tradition and the candles flickered brightly. "WWWOOOoooooOOOoooooo," laughed Nick trying to freak everyone out in the darkness. He wiggled his fingers and lightly brushed against Amy's shoulders, sending her leaping in the air with fright. It was a well known fact that Axel's house was haunted and, while Nick didn't believe in ghosts, Amy certainly did. "Eeeeee! Something touched me!" "It was Nick," groaned Axel hoping that her shaking fist was visible in the candle light. Guy was too busy staring into the flames. He loved birthdays. Blowing out the candles was his favourite part. Even though he was in his 30's, he still made wishes. He crossed his fingers, scrunched up his face (Making nick titter to himself.) and blew out the candles. "I bet he's wishing for Angelo to get laid... Finally, " muttered Nick. "SHH! You're mean!" Amy elbowed him in the ribs and continued watching as Guy cut the cake. "Such violence! Axel, did you see that? She struck me!" "Aye. Serves you right. I'd have twotted you even harder if it was me" Axel walked to the light switch and turned the lights back on again. "Hmph, 'twotted'. You and your silly lingo, Axel." "Hmph, you and your silly most of you, Nick!" "What DID you wish for," asked Lee grabbing the plates. "NUUUUUUU! Don't tell him", screamed Amy at the top of her lungs, "It won't come true if you do!" Guy's face dropped. "What? I wondered why I didn't get that chicken neck tie last year." "Why, who did you tell?" Amy was deadly serious about the subject. She was highly superstitious. Nick just grinned and kept quiet. Like he was going to own up and be blamed for dashing Guy's wish to pieces by convincing him to tell. "Let's just say," frowned Guy, they did it on purpose. Lee came over with the plates and placed each cake slice onto them. "We going to eat tea first, though, right?" "Are we?" Guy turned to face Axel, an eyebrow raised. "Uh, don't ask me. It's up to you. I don't have it ready yet "Yes. Let's wait then." "AWWW!" Amy was disappointed. It seemed as if she had been looking forward to it. "Don't worry," laughed Axel, "I'll start tea now so that we can eat it soon." Amy just stood there pouting before walking back into the living room to resume her game. "What ARE we having," asked Nick, his greedy stomach already growling from the mentioning of food. "It's a surprise. Now all of you, shoo into the living room before I beat you to death with my wooden spoon!" "Yup, Axel's certainly one of them angry cooks," laughed Nick, running as fast as he could, Guy following close behind. He knew better than to stick around when she was cooking. "Need a hand, love," asked Lee drying up Axel's wok. "Aye, could you defrost and cut the chicken? I still can't." Her wound from her operation was still not fully healed, so certain tasks were impossible for her to do. "Okie dokie." --------------------- A while passed as Axel furiously cooked in the kitchen and soon strong, spicy smells filled the air. Nick's nose sniffed at the odour and his eyes rolled. "Oh no..." "CURRY!" Guy leaped up in the air from his seat and ran into the kitchen, his eyes catching sight of the curry bubbling away in the wok on the cooker. "OHHH MY GOOOD! Is it nearly done!?" "Yes, yes, yes. Almost." Guy reached over to grab the wok and take a look, but was instantly swatted away by Axel. "Oh no you don't." "Aww, damn." "Have some patience, the rice is almost cooked. Give it about two minutes." "Yay! Good, 'cause I'm starving." Lee was trying to wash the raw chicken from his hands and laughed at Guy's impatient expression that was plastered on his face. "That hungry, huh?" "Yes! VERY! But, ohhhm, curry!" "Jeeze," sighed Nick walking into the room, "You sound like the minute it's finished cooking you'd hump the wok! Or... Axel." Guy shot him a nasty look and then continued to eye the curry. He found it beautiful. Bubbling, brown liquid with a golden tinge. The mix of vegetables giving it a colourful look that was pleasing to the eye. "Mmmm!" "Ok, rice is done," exclaimed Axel dishing it out equally on the plates. "YAY!" Guy raced to the cooker and grabbed the wok, readying himself to pour some on top of the rice on his plate. "HEY," shouted Nick, "Who says YOU get the first serving!?" "It's MY birthday!" "Hmph!" Nick snorted and folded his arms. "FINE!" The curry slid out of the wok and landed in a beautiful heap on top of the white, fluffy rice. Guy's mouth watered. "I wish I could make it like this. Thanks! Axel, your curries are the best!" He raced back into the living room, nearly bumping into Amy on the way. "Yeesh, I should have known it was curry," she grinned walking up to the counter top and grabbing her plate, "Nothing else could get Guy so worked up." Suddenly, a loud scream was heard from the living room that caused everyone to stop in their tracks. "AAAAAAAAAAGH!" Guy ran into the kitchen, tears streaming from his eyes and his nose dribbling like a leaking tap. "Axeeelll!" "What?" "What did you put in this?" "You mean extras, or the normal curry?" "Extras!" "Ch-chillis, chilli powder and cayenne pepper, why?" "HOW MUCH!?" "F-four table spoons full." "F-F-F-FOUR!?" Nick, Amy and Lee sniggered to themselves. Guy hated hot curries. He loved curry and loved to eat it fast, but with a hot curry? Well, it was his idea of torture. "Axel?" "Hm?" "Your curries suck."[/center]

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Oh, I forgot one! Football. To drown it out so I can attempt to ingore the local idiots painting their faces to look like a retarded version of Ronald McDonald with a skin disease and screaming 'ENGLAAAND' in your ears. What's best? Ales: Hobgoblin, Spitfire, Titanic, Circlemaster, Fiddlers Elbow. Wines: Three Mills red, Casillero del Diablo. Other: Jager, Jack... Jager and Jack. More Jager and Jack. Oh and Ouzo.

Watch you don't get hit by the drips of ego sweat guys! Hhhnnnnnhh. Hnnnnnh. Fleeexxx.

[quote name='Allamorph' date='11 June 2010 - 07:36 PM' timestamp='1276281404' post='695092'] [FONT=Calibri]HOLY CRAP YOU HAVE COCKATIELS =O[/FONT] [/quote] Four of zem. [IMG]http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/AxelAlloy2/Stiny-1.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h122/AxelAlloy2/Lil_Stiny_1_by_axelalloy-1.jpg[/IMG] This is the female I was outside with. Her name's Stiny.

So, I was out in my garden today with one of my female cockatiels. Everytime the wind blew, she'd grip on my arm really tight and whenever she saw wild birds, she'd hide under my clothing. xD Claw marks galore.

So I contacted on of the members here on their MSN only for them to be all 'I don't have an account wtf'. Somethings screwy...

YES! YES!

A few places around here got struck last night. It was interesting. I love storms, but I admit that was a little too close for comfort. It didn't stop until about half past nine this morning. (So, not that long ago.)

[url=http://profile.mygamercard.net/Axel+Alloy][img]http://card.mygamercard.net/lastgame/Axel+Alloy.png[/img][/url] Mostly on L4D, or SC IV. [b]Pokemon Pearl Friend Code[/b] 2105 8191 6416

So, I've got Nick over for the weekend. Who wants to pity me first? ¬¬

I like the sound of this. Not everyone is able to use brushes/knows how to use brushes (Personally, I don't like them.), so this is a nice idea to get even more people involved. I'd be up for it, I know that much.

While I'm not 100% fluent, I have learned quite a few languages over the years. Being home tutored as a child opened up a lot more language possibilities, so I guess that's one of the reason I'm still enthusiastic about them today. Firstly, [b]English.[/b] That's a 'well duh' moment right there. Being my main language and essential to my former profession, it'd be very worrying not to. [b]Welsh.[/b] I'm still learning this. I'm part Welsh, so I thought it only natural to try and learn the lingo. I started learning this only a couple of years ago, so it's still raw for me. [b]Icelandic.[/b] Having Icelandic friends means that this is one language I couldn't pass up. It's a fun language, but I'm not 100% there yet. [b]Greek.[/b] One of my all time favourite languages. [b]Japanese.[/b] I gave up on this about 3 years into studying it and replaced it with Icelandic. (It was more useful for me.) But, I still learned quite a bit. [b]Ancient Egyptian.[/b] One language that is all down to modern interpretation, as they are still unsure as to how things were properly pronounced, but it's fun all the same. [b]Nahuatl.[/b] This one simply interested me, so I replaced German with it. [b] German.[/b] I know less German than Nahuatl. Haha. [b]Hebrew.[/b] I know a few folks who write in it, so I naturally had to learn it. Then there was the fact that I used to study the Bible at one time in my life. I think that's it. Lol.

[quote name='James' date='04 June 2010 - 03:29 PM' timestamp='1275661744' post='694545'] [font="Palatino Linotype"]And I can't wait until we're ready to begin implementing it. I think we can really push this software a lot further - the skins we have now are great (and I think a lot nicer than the default) - but they're kind of a stepping stone to the "final" OtakuBoards XL. I know I've mentioned this before, but we were very constrained by time with this upgrade. That we pulled it off relatively smoothly is kind of cool, I have to say, haha. It was only possible with a good team though (and I'm lucky to have one of those).[/font][/quote] I have to admit, I'm very impressed with the upgrade as a whole. I know someone who has spent the last 2 years upgrading his forum. *Tsk* [quote name='James' date='04 June 2010 - 03:29 PM' timestamp='1275661744' post='694545'] [font="Palatino Linotype"]Since this is the skins/layout thread, I might as well also mention that I've been working on a little project with a friend of mine and it's now almost complete: an entirely new, OB-exclusive set of custom emoticons. That's something I've wanted to have for years and it's very, very close now. [/font] [/quote] Now that will be a nice touch! It's things like that that give places their own identity. (I've been working on creating my own over on mine and it makes all the difference.) I'll look forward to future updates then. It's nice to see a bit of enthusiasm going on. Heh. Contagious stuff...

[center][attachment=14734:I_Hope_by_axelalloy.jpg] [b]Title:[/b] I Hope [b]Other Title:[/b] Waiting for Rachel [b]Series Based On:[/b] Wacky Races [b]Fan Series Based On:[/b] Wacky Races 2004 [b]Type:[/b] Minific. Oneshot. [b]Notes: [/b] This fic was written a while ago when I was very bored and my arms were behaving themselves. (A rare moment!) I decided to write something based on my old Wacky Races 2004 fanfic, but it turned into this. (Naughty me. I should really finish the original. xD ) Hope it is at least liked a tiny piece! ---------------------- [size="5"][u][b]I Hope[/b][/u][/size] The wind whistled through the trees as Dick stood with his back against his car. The sky was grey and yet oddly bright, almost as if the sun was desperately trying to peer through the clouds. It was October and the trees were almost bare, leaving the haunting skeletons behind with simple flecks of colour here and there from the leaves that were just clinging on. "So cold..." Dick shivered, his breath clearly visible with every word, as if his voice was a physical presence. The atmosphere was so thin, his words echoed through the valley below. "I can't believe I actually agreed to a date." He smiled slightly, the brim of his hat just high enough to show it. "It's not like me is it? Who'd have thought ol' Dick Dastardly would ever go on a date." It did puzzle him how he got into such a situation. He normally couldn't care less about anyone, let alone women. He had never really had a romantic attachment before and everything seemed so new and exciting. New, exciting... And scary. What had this woman done to him. Had this purple haired siren charmed his soul leading him on a path to destruction? He couldn't even cheat anymore without an attack of conscience. He was ruined, he was a shadow of his former self and yet, oddly, he didn't care one bit. All he cared about was her. A shiver ran up his spine as silence fell. Only the faint echo of the valley below and the rustling of the leaves on the ground could be heard and yet it was almost deafening. Nerves, it seemed, could even get the better of the famous Dick Dastardly. "Do you think I chose the right spot for our date? I'm sure I have." He turned to Muttley, his loyal companion, with whom he had been talking blindly to for the past few minutes. "I don't think she's the sort of person to complain anyway. And I think I heard her say she likes views like this." He turned back round to the view before him, staring at every inch of it as if to settle his nagging mind. A beautiful valley. Tall, bare trees with faint smudges of colour from the ones that had not dropped their leaves yet painted the horizon. Hills covered in scrub and what looked like heather was dotted around. A small village below, the lights of the houses just turning on as darkness fell. It seemed perfect. "Do you think she's coming?" He turned to face Muttley again. The hound looked confused for a moment, before giving his nervous master an open mouthed smile, his tongue hanging out like a wet sock. "I hope she does." Whispered Dick as he huddled into his big, blue coat in an attempt to block out the icy breeze trying to force its way down his neck. "I really hope she does."[/center]

[quote name='James' date='04 June 2010 - 03:12 PM' timestamp='1275660753' post='694543'] [font="Palatino Linotype"]I think building the custom stuff next will be quite a bit tougher, in any case. [/font] [/quote] Now, that I'm looking forward to seeing.