Let me tell you a story...

His name is Seraph, and his mission is clear;  find the coveted chalice of the gods. How he is supposed to accomplish this is very simple. He needs to use his super magical surfing abilities to find his way over to the Caves of the Dwarves, where he then will use his surfboard like a polearm to hack and slash his way through the stupid, magenta dwarven people. His goal in this cave is to receive the mystical bandana of forgiveness. He levels up, gaining 5 points in strength, and the Gardening Slash is now useable. With that, the path the Unknown Forest is revealed. He uses his newly acquired technique to cleave the tall, puke-green, grotesque kelp that stood in his way. What lies beneath the malevolent forest is unknown even to Seraph, but he has a feeling that something is in need of finding. He uses the Herbivore skill, giving his surfboard +7 damage against plant-type monsters. He encounters an undead lilac! *Gardening Slash* 79 damage to the lilac. "Fuh gew" chuckles Seraph, the usually silent main-character. He then stops at the snack bar to refill on health. Finally, after all of the waves of motorcycles and hula-hoops, Seraph has finally reached his destination. The King Tree. He now knows what needs to do. He'll use the pick-axe he got from one of the purple dwarves he brutally dismembered to punch a hole in the mammoth tree's trunk, to obtain the Sap of the Ancient Tree. He's heard many a rumour about the legendary sap. He knows this will not be an easy task, as it seems painfully quiet in the deep. dark abyss that is the forest. He slowly approaches the tree, wary of every sound being made. Suddenly, a rushing sound from out of the darkness! A HIBISCUSAURUS! Seraph is not prepared to face this pink goliath of a flower. He uses his forging knowledge to level his surfboard to class 3, turning it into a giant, bladed beach ball. He decimates the flower with his new-found orb with the help of Soccer Strike, causing 180% of regular damage by expanding MP. He extracts the Sap of the Ancient tree, and gains Wizardly Dieing Powers Level 10. He immediately uses the spell, which took him to the Grounds of the Gods. He used Forging level 5 and turned his Bladed Death-ball into a Pozitron Rifle, and headshots them all. And in the distance, his ultimate goal; the Chalice of the Gods. 

Since then, a reign of chaos spread like a plague 'cross the land. Seraph is happy.

Fin.

Nothing's wrong, but something's bothering me...

I couldn't really tell you what the feeling is....it's just something. It's been bugging me for a while now. At first I thought it could've been spirits, and maybe I'm still right, but it seems to be so much more than that. It kind of feels like my brain is at war with itself sometimes, and a part of me is finally starting to show it's face for the first time. I feel lots of fear, yeah...that's the emotion I'm feeling. I'm worrying too much about the future when I should be looking at what I can do right now. I'm afraid of growing up, because it terrifies the shit out of me. Being responsible is easy, sometimes. I rely heavily on the Queen and the Kingdom for support...and I realize that it could really turn into a bad thing if it continues... Too many things are bothering me, man...but It's like I said; nothing's wrong at all. The fact that I'm single bothers the shit out of me, and I'm not one to just go out and find a girl to talk to, or straight up have sex. That's not me. It's very hard for me to do that...and because that's not me, am I doomed to not find a girl until I'm 30? See...there I go again, thinking about the future...heh. It almost feels as if I'm completely alone, but I know that to not be the case. I have the best family and friends a guy could ask for. But something is still missing... I can't know what it is, but it's burning a hole in my brain. At least Snowboarding will take things off of my mind for a few months...thank god the snow fell early, this year, heh. Ah, well. I know it's not much, but I'm not good at thinking of words, right now. I must take my leave. Hope you enjoyed it =D.

Alex 

This toke's for you.

Okay.

It's late.

I'm very tired.

I'm also very stoned.

I've been smoking since 6.

It has been a long day.

If you're looking for a story plot.

This story doesn't really have a certain direction.

It's only going with my thought flowing process.

But then again, my thought processes are pretty jammed.

So, I hope you're enjoying my wonderful story of crap.

On a side note, I should be doing more productive activities.

Like, playing my guitar, doing my "homework", but, I sit here, writing.

It's hard making each sentence have one more word than the last one...

I'm getting very bored of this, very quickly, yet, I cannot pull myself away.

I wonder how many more lines of this uselessness I should do to occupy myself.

Hmm, since I'm doing this, why don't I actually write about something that will entertain people.

Problem being, I can't really think of anything to write about...so that kinda sucks for me...

Actually, it sucks for you if you somehow managed to muster the brainpower to continue reading this rant.

YOU should be doing more productive things. like reading a newspaper, or hunting something, like an Ox, or Dinosaurs.

This song is really freaking me out; It's making me feel like I'm an african tribe prisoner being spit-roasted.

Wow, that was the 20th line of stupid I've written and I realize that I haven't written a morsel of story.

I'm thinking I should stop this soon, but this sentence game I'm playing is actually quite entertaining, to say the very least.

Hey, did you know that Emus can't walk backwards? Okay, this is two sentences, I'm cheating, I just want to provide some knowledge (try).

Well, I took a breif intermission from my amazing writings of rantatious stonerized stupidityism, and I'm about ready to deal with incredible dreams that await.

Anywho, that's it for my little game, and if you got this far, I'm impressed at your fortitude for not worrying about time you've lost.

Alex.

The Kingdom.

Well, hello everyone! I'm quite new to this whole blogging scene. My name is Alex. 

Now I write.

I've seemed triggered a small earthquake in the foundation of my very kingdom. 

A kingdom of absolute greatness.

But what I've seemed to have done is bring someone into that kingdom.

This someone is a recent friend I have made. And that it shall stay.

Sadly to say, she's the reason that my kingdom is a-quaking.

You see, this Prince is a lone wolf, and only has a handful of friends.

So, this damsel, is an awesome friend, a mother of 2 children, and a widowed wife.

I envy her fortitude.

I have spent a lot of time with this damsel during the past fortnight.

And I get the message, that the almighty Queen has invited the damsel over for tea.

Not having many damsel friends in the past, the Queen is expecting much. 

So, natually, a Queens Prince comes home with what she hopes to be a potential "Princess", so to speak.

But what she finds is the biggest threat to the kingdom she's seen this Prince bring to the Palace.

I can understand where her thought processes are going on this one, but I believe the Queen is being a little bit silly and jumping to FAR too many conclusions.

Plus the Queen must had a little bit too much tea before the party actually began.

That went good. Kinda like a tornado of crazyness.

But she's the Queen, and to this Prince, that's not something easily ignored.

It's always been very hard for this Prince to escape the powerful clutch of his Queen.

She binds this Prince, as pathetic as this is making him seem.

She is, after all, a very powerful woman; in presence and aura.

I realize that since my life has forever been dictated around the Palace Walls, I must watch what I bring into the front gates.

This may not be important to many of you, but I feel that the only thing I can really do is write about it. 

The only person to be talked to about all of this has already been talked to, so I turn to the internet.

I wonder what all of you have to say about this. About everything. Everything.

To love, you must sometimes let go.

Many have tried explaining this one to the Queen, but it proved useless.

She loves far too much.

Heart of solid gold, the mind of a great General, and the mentality of a hippie.

I fear for the Queen.

I fear that when this Prince finally leaves the Palace, she will become ill, ridden with worry.

This Prince will stay friends with the damsel, whether the Queen likes it or not.

He knows the difference between a good friend, and a bad friend.

She is worried that because this Prince has not had a damsel he could call his own for a very long time, he will fixate himself unto this new damsel in his life.

I assure you, this Prince is far stronger than that. So he thinks.

I am completely aware of the shitstorm that this shituation could bring down.

But I know where the Prince and the damsel are NOT going. And that's what's important.

The Queen can rest easy, because her Prince actually has a decent head on his shoulders.

I love the Queen, but I also love the ones I choose to be my friends. 

Alex.