Question of the week

Heys heys. Don't have much time to talk, but what is the best type of cuisine you've ever eaten? Mao says Chinese is the best, though I'm not sure how you can eat with little sticks.  Sounds hard.  And don't get me started on how a  cookie can predict your future. 

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  I have no clue what everybody's problem is. I mean, where does it say that other dimensions cannot exist?  From the time I've been here, I've seen nothing about that. In fact, I've seen several different television shows about this subject, though Mao says they're not legit.  Can't you be a little more open-minded?  And, if you can't accept this, then just humor me, OK?  I'm just trying to keep this blog going until my dad finds it. I'll probably get it taken away then, but it will be totally worth it to see him pissed. (As you can tell, I'm not a huge fan of my dad.)
  So, if you disagree with my lifestyle and my family roots, then please keep your opinions to yourself.

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   First off, I'd like to thank Anonymous for that lovely comment I have now deleted.  I'd like to respond.
a) WHAT THE HELL is a hollow? Um...They just sound ridiculous. Seriously.
b) How dare you accuse me of being the figment of some whacked out chick's imagination.  That's just-I don't even know how to respond. I'm hurt.
c)You know what? If you don't like this blog, which isn't supposed to be anything special, except to completely piss off my dad, then don't read it!
So, yes, thanks for your wonderful comment.  I'm just extremely (not) eager for it's sequel.

Post 2, 11.13.12

  Ok, so something I did not include in my first post was Mao.  He's kind of a touchy subject.  I remember the first time I met him.  It was actually three days ago.
   It really started because the last mission I went on, I broke about seven different rules and codes of conduct, along with taking an unnecessary detour to an amusement park.  I also go hurt pretty badly and crawled into a cave so I could regain enough strength to get back to the Reaper Society. Unfortunately, there was a search party looking for me and I was completely missed because I was in this cave.
   In conclusion, Mao was assigned to keep track of me and report back to my dad when he called.  This is where it gets a bit weird.  Mao's fifteen years old, and I guess was a bit of a jock when he was in the human dimension.  He liked to show off to girls, and he had this thing called a "skateboard," which he used to completely total my brother's (my step-brother January's to be exact) rental car while he was in the human dimension. January, completely pissed, ripped his soul out of his body and brought the soul to Na'anao, my dimension, to make up for what he'd done, and then he could return to the human dimension.
   Apparently, I'm difficult to work with, flighty and sarcastic, so it's really hard to find somebody to be with me all the time. And since Mao has to do basically anything or he won't get his body back, he got the job.  To make it worse, my dad put a chain with a on Mao's soul and my soul, connecting us, and we can't be more than fifteen meters apart, with the exception of when my dad calls Mao back to him for a report.
   Mao and I took an immediate dislike to each other. I hate him and he hates me. We don't talk to each other if we can avoid it and, he's a bit of a perv.

I like to sketch, so here's a self-portrait!


And here's a portrait of my best friend, Nellie.

The Question of the Week!

   Since I'm new to this dimension, and I'm not going to be here forever, should I visit anywhere?  You let me know!

(So I was thinking, I could do a weekly question thing, and thus, The Question of the Week, you know, so I can learn more about this dimension and stuff.)

Post 1, 11.12.12

   Hey! My name is December Grimm and I should probably tell you a bit about myself before I go on and confuse you. 

   I'm not from this dimension.  I'm not even human.  I'm a reaper.  You know the Grimm Reaper? Well, he's my dad.  And there are tons of different types of reapers, not just grim.  (Oh, by the way, there's a difference between the Grimm Reaper and a grim reaper. It's like the President and a president.) One of my best friends, Nellie Haagendorf, is an assassin reaper.  She goes on special missions that require waaaay more training and fighting skills than a grim reaper does.  And her brother, Calcifer, he's a sport reaper. The closest thing I can compare it to in the human dimension is bull fighting.  

   As a grim reaper, or an assassin reaper in Nellie's case, I slay demons.  A grim reaper slays demon clans, for example, if a demon clan settles in a city, it would be my job to go in and destroy the nest, which in return destroys the demons.  But sometimes, a demon clan may have a powerful demon king, and they are much harder to kill.  What Nellie does is she has to sneak into the nest, or the empire, depending on how big the clan is, and kill the king. After that, grim reapers step in and destroy the nest, like I said before.

   A common stereotype with reapers in general is that we all have scythes.  Um...not true.  That's just the Grimm Reaper.  I mean, look at me. I have a chainsaw as my weapon. And weapons... I should probably explain those. 

   A weapon is a person who has molten metal in their veins instead of blood. My weapon is an eight-year-old boy with an attitude and a mass of frizzy, yellow blonde hair. His name is Liam Brinks.

   Nellie and Calcifer come from a family that are reapers that are also their own weapons. It's kinda hard to describe, so I'll post a picture.  Eventually.  

  That's all you really need to know, so I'll see you later!