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 Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 4:07 pm
 Saturday, October 15- 2oo5
"YESSS!! MAXIMUS! MAXIMUS! KILL THAT b***h!" The crowd roared, and with them, Feather roared as well.
Yes, yes, it was movie night. Wildly fangirlish as ever, Feather had gone out and rented 'The Gladiator', starring none other than Russel Crowe. It was just something about hot sweaty men in plateskirts that made the film OH SO APPEALING. So, typically, as soon as she got home, she immediately popped in and sat down inches from the TV settled in the living room to watch it.
So, it wasn't long until screams and whoots shouting the famed Spanish Gladiator's name flooded the entire apartment.
Alex toddled about elsewhere, struggling to block out the sound of his mother's frantic screams. WHAT WAS THE MATTER WITH HER, HONESTLY. Who sits around drooling over old guys ANYWAYS?
...still, it didn't take long for him to eventually sneak out of his room and creep into the living room, curious as to what was so good about this movie. Feather was completely oblivious to his presence.
Hours passed, and neither of them hardly seemed aware of the time. The only thing that snapped them out of their dazed states were the countless credits that scrolled up the screen at the very end of the moment. Feather was wailing at the death of Maximus, and Alex was, simply put, in a silent state of awe.
Well, it wasn't silent for long.
"COOL!!" He screamed, erupting into cheers as he leapt up from his seat. "HE WAS ALL LIKE, WHOH! AND THEN THAT GUY WAS LIKE, AH! THEN HE WAS LIKE DEAD COOL!"
Feather spun around, staring at her son, wiping tears from her eyes. "Are you telling me you've been watching this the WHOLE time?!"
"...yes..."
"GREAT! Then I won't have to explain this to you!" She darted off to her bedroom and returned seconds later, a piece of clothing covered by plastic slung by her shoulder. Feather quickly tossed the package to Alex, clapping excitedly. "YOU'RE GONNA LOVE EET~~"
The Eden tore away at the wrapping, anxious to find out exactly what was in side. In his suprise, however...he found...
A RAGGITY DRESS?!
"MOOOM!!!!" He groaned, holding out the tattered outfit. "WHAT IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE?!"
"YOUR HALLOWEEN OUTFIT!" She replied happily, "I bought it when I was out to go pick up Gladiator! IT'S THE OUTFIT MAXIMUS WEARS WHEN HE'S FIRST A GLADIATOR ISN'T IT ADORABLE?! AND IT IS NOT A DRESS! We'll save that for EASTER!"
Alex smacked his forehead.
What a wonderful Halloween this was promising to be.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 6:21 pm
Early evening: Friday, November 4- 2005
I swear I'm going to go broke from all these god-damned movie rentals. You see, earlier this week I took when I took a game back to Blockbuster, I thought I'd take Alex along 'cuz he was looking all bored and stuff. Who DOESN'T love errands, anyway? Every child must be dragged around to go on meaningless tasks with their mother at least once in their lifetimes.
So we walked to the corner where the nifty little store was at, walked in, and as I was hashing out some late-fee issues with one of the cashiers at the main desk, Alex immersed himself in the action movie section.
It was a good thing he had something to do for all that time; I arguing for at LEAST half an hour.
...but I still had to pay the damn fines. Once the deed was done, I went looking for lil' Alex, only to find him sitting in one of the isles with all sorts of historical fiction war epic films stacked around him.
He looked up at me after noticing my presence, his lower lip stuck out in a pout. "PLLEASSEEE?!!"
"5. AND THAT'S IT MISTER K THANKS."
What was another 40 dollars? Sheesh. I rolled my eyes, walking briskly as he followed eagerly behind. I could barely make out the titles "Alexander" and "Troy" as he piled them onto the checkout counter.
OHHHBOYY~~ I remembered "Alexander". He could watch PARTS of it, yes. I didn't plan on explaining all the bizzare things Colin Farell does in that movie all in one night.
The movies were all rang up, and we were ready to go. Alex carried the bag of DVDs home; I made sure of it.
A LOOONNNG night was in store for me.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 7:24 pm
Alexander's Point of View
Movie Night!
Wow.
Just. Wow.
You see, mom told me I could watch Alexander on one condition; I had to watch it WITH her and only watch the parts she had deemed 'appropriate'. It was around 11 o'clock at night when she popped in the DVD and cued it up to the first battle scene, so, of course, she conked out within minutes of Alex first beginning to trot up and down the front lines screaming his motivational speech.
I pulled a blanket over her slumbering form and turned the volume on the TV down REAL low, and scooted closer to the flashing TV screen.
That's when it happened.
In the movie, before the battle began, the camera focused on this falcon soaring above the battlefield. It flew down the lines, as if observing them, and time almost seemed to stop.
I sware I stopped breathing for as long as that damned falcon was on the screen. Why was it there? What was it doing? What was the symbolism behind it? My mind reeled with thoughts, but only one in particular stood out:
Was it just a coincidence?
It scared me. Really, it did. I know this is just a movie, but I couldn't help but feel strange. ...maybe I'd ask someone about it at the HQ.
The sudden scream of a collective group charging into battle brought me out of my daze. My attention was brought back to the movie. I watched intently, and silently.
Several MORE times the falcon was reintroduced, leaving me more and more freaked out each time.
Then there was some nasty weird guys dancing, and Alexander kept getting all mushy with his one companion guy. They must be REALLY, REALLY good friends. Yeah.
Then something ELSE really weird happened. Alex's...uh...wife, I think? caught Alexander getting all mushy with his friend and he started acting REALLY weird toward her! He was all like ripping her clothes off and stuff and then I saw some really strange things and then there were these shadows on the walls and it was REALLY weird.
Maybe that was what mom doesn't want me to see? Er... maybe that was how two people show they love each other. That WAS his wife afterall, yepyep. Maybe I should ask mom?
...or Raven? She might know.
So many things to think about...sheesh... A loud yawn escaped my throat, and I closed my eyes for a few moments to rest them.
The clock struck one in the morning, the TV was still blaring, and I was passed out on the floor sleeping without even realizing it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 26, 2005 9:11 pm
[ I'll find the joyfullness I'm looking for
way back in y e s t e r d a y ] Alexander's Journal Dear Phillip,
The internet is a VERY BAD THING. Very confusing and strange, yep. But also, it's a good thing. A VERRRRY good, empowering thing.
Alright. Here's what happened. I was on the Internet, looking up stuff on Alexander the Great, because I figured it would be better if I found the answers to my questions using THAT rather than asking mom or Rave. What was I on when I even thought that? I wasn't even supposed to see more than ten minutes of that stupid movie, anyways!
Getting back on subject, here. So I went to some weird Alexander 'fansite', and learned that in real life he was supposedly "gay with his best friend Hephestion". ...whatever that means. Not quite the answer I was looking for, but somehow, I was satisfied. I could recall him acting weird toward his friend throughout the movie, and he did the same thing to his wife, so he must've been being 'gay' with her, too.
SO THAT'S what it's called. Makes sense. ANYWAYS~
I went back to the main search engine page where I'd found the link to the fansite, scrolled down a little, and found a website titled "PROPS FROM THE MOVIE ALEXANDER ON SALE! BUY NOW!"
NIFTY! I clicked the link excitedly, not paying any attention to the subheader "KINKY HOT XXX" underneath the actual link. The page supposedly loaded, but I didn't get to see any of it, considering my entire computer monitor had just gotten flooded with these strange popup thingies with the WEIRDEST people on them doing strange things to eachother with the word "SEX" plastered above them in bright red letters. It was all very...scary, should I say? I was getting REALLY sick of the internet, because the only things I found on it were things about people being gay and this "SEX" business.
...I closed the main window, and all the other little ones that accompanied it.
Though slightly disturbed by the whole 'sex' thing, I was still curious as to if people really did sell movie props online. Maybe if not from 'Alexander'...then maybe 'Gladiator!'! OH, Phillip, if you could've seen the look on my face when I thought of all the cool stuff in that movie and how I may actually maybe able to get some of it for myself!
Back on the internet I went, and I went back to the search thingy, "Props and Costumes from Gladiator for Sale" as my query. I actually got some results when I pressed enter, too! One caught my eye in particular, one leading to a website called "E-Bay". I clicked the link again, and low and behold, I saw actual pictures of ACTUAL stuff from the movie! Maximus's outfits, weapons, that nifty wooden sword Proximo had, even Commidor's golden laurels! There was just one item I wanted in particular; the outfit Maximus wore in his first gladiator matches in Zucchabar. Mhm, Phil, I've watched the movie THAT much.
All the little buckles and stuff, it was all so cool! There was the whole issue about there being that grey SKIRT thing underneath the armor, but I could get over that. I just wanted it so badly... to wear that stuff was almost like BEING Maximus himself. All that power and glory and confidence and strength I admired and envied was practically within my grasp! Even if it was nothing more than a movie, I know for a FACT that gladiators such as he were nothing but fact, and perhaps even greater!
...SO it wasn't hard for me to click the "BUY NOW" button next to the picture and description of the armor. A hundred dollars was a price I'd be more than willing to pay to place myself in the glory days of ancient times, where heroes like Alexander and Maximus thrived. Course, it was mom's money, well, more like the credit card card company's money, but she was practically ASKING for me to do something with it since she left her card number saved on the computer so she could impulsively buy something without having to turn the house upsidedown looking for that stupid little rectangle of plastic.
Yes, I realized mom was going to verbally destroy me at that minute my package came for me at the door and she opened it, but at the same time, I also realized that I couldn't have cared less.
What's happening to me? Sometimes I wish you weren't just a stack of paper glued together sandwhiched between two pieces of leather.
Yours,
Alexander
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2005 7:32 am
 ((Tell me if I've interrupted anything and this'll be deleted))
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2005 4:33 pm
[ Afterword ]
Alexander's Journal
Phillip~
I'm sorry it's been so long, but this is the first time in what feels like forever that mom's allowed me time to myself.
You remember that outfit, right? The one I bought on Ebay?
Well, yeah. It came a few days ago, as did the monthly credit card bill. Talk about a double-whammy, eh? Mom got both of them before I could get hands on either. I'd rather not get into what happened after that... it's painful just to recall the memories, let alone write them down. My ears are STILL ringing from that day.
My punishment? I had to run around Barton doing various menial chores for several days, and do lots of work at home to make up for the money I so impulsively spent.
And of course, the outfit is behind lock and key and will only become avaliable to me once I'm "more mature and responsible".
Lame, eh? But I guess I don't have much of a choice...
Oh, poo. Mom's yelling for me. Talk to ya later!
~ Alex
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2006 2:56 pm
[ shopping is bad for you. ]
lovely Alex and Raven roleplay
It was not a pleasant day. At all. There weren't any birds chirping under the morning sunlight, there wasn't even a sun, and she, Raven, was not skipping merrily down the long and windy road with a wicker basket in hand to fetch a pail of water for granny.
No. No she wasn't.
Rumkai worried for the safety of Raven's face. It had been set in a permanent scowl all afternoon-- just after lunch, actually -- as soon as her mother had said, "Rave? Y'need new clothes. Badly."
So, here they were, outside the local MEGASUPEROBESEmall, situated on the meager little patch where the scrawniest tree imaginable was dutifully trying its darndest to survive just past the last of the parked cars. Just... standing. And scowling. And shivering. And the clouds didn't look like they were going to quit with the emo colors and burst into song and dance anytime soon, so, Rumkai figured he was in for a rough day.
Sighing, the butterfly hoped for a miracle to come along and boot Raven's arse into the door. It would've been a nice start.
At long last, Alexander's penance was finally over. No more menial chores, no more tedious strolls across Gaia, and no more screaming from a very angry teenager for something that happened practically a month ago.
Yes... life was good.
So, as soon as the black-haired youth had the chance, he left the house as soon as he possibly could to go enjoy himself and do the things he actually wanted to do. The weather outside wasn't exactly desirable, so that ruled out walking adventures in the park or in the forest...
...the mall was the only reasonable option. And thankfully, he'd be shopping with his OWN money this time, money earned from Feather's sympathy after the Ebay incident.
Lips parted as he whistled mindlessly, Alex plodded down the parking lot aisle leading up to the hulking mass known as the local mall.
Rumkai roused himself sleepily, glad he was safe in one of the many folds that was Raven's scarf.
Mmyep. No progress. She was still looking like she had just sucked on the world's largest lemon. People were going to start thinking they were part of the statuaries for sale if she didn't hurry up and move. He voiced this to Raven.
".. Shut up, 'Kai."
Rumkai resisted the temptation to gnaw on Raven's neck in retaliation when he felt a sudden lurch and found himself with a mouthful of scarf. She was moving forward. Moving toward the cement monstrocity.
Gleefully, Rumkai supposed that waiting really did pay off.
"Can you believe it, 'Kai?" Rumkai was shaken out of his dreamy state by the sudden onslought of rant, courtesy of Raven. "Mom and her stupid.. clothes... philosophy!" She made a face as her feet automatically moved to sidestep some busybody who mowed down anybody who was unfortunate enough to be standing in their way. "There's nothing wrong with my clothes! And anyway, she wants me t'pay for them. what kind of kid has that much money? Where's she expect me to get--"
Raven's tirade of words was cut off with a definite thwump, a sure sound that she had run into someone. Rumkai quickly tucked in his wings and made himself scarce in Raven's scarf, fearing for the worst.
"Hey! Wa--... Alex?"
Mmm...clothes... the whole "gold and black" motif WAS getting a little unoriginal, anyways...
Alex fell into a slight daze as he continued to walk along, imagining how he'd look in various colors and styles of clothing. It's not like it was REALLY his money anyways, and as long as he was allowed to, why not spend it? With that mentioned, he also began plotting out the most effecient course through the mall so he could hit as many expensive stores as possible in the shortest amount of time.
People staring at his wings DID get a little old after a while.
At the rate he was sinking further and further into his consciousness, it was lucky Alexander ran into a familiar face rather than some random stranger.
"Hm... I'll go to- OOF~"
Forcefully jerked out of his daze Alex stumbled several steps backwards, blinking several times as he focused on the familiar form of his good... "friend", Raven.
"Wha... what're you doing here?" He stared blankly at her, far too suprised to give her a proper greeting.
"Well that's a fine hello," Raven grinned. "I've been assigned a new mission from my mother: clothes." She made a sour face. "What're you doing here?"
Rumkai wondered, as he crept out of his safe haven, if the two noticed the jaws that were rolling around on the tar as a result of gaping at their wings.
Alex scratched the back of his head, slightly regaining his composure, "Sorry... I just never expected to see anyone I know come here! I'm not saying that like it's a bad thing, of course, it's just a suprise, you know?"
Noting Raven's obviously bitter attitude about the whole ordeal of buying new clothes, he smiled broadly, saying "Well, actually, I've got to get some new clothes too, so how about we go in together?"
"N'kay," Raven agreed, firmly planting a palm on one of the massive glass doors and pushing it open. She nudged Rumkai out of his hiding place as she shook out her scarf, making a small sound of happiness as a burst of war air assaulted her numb ears.
Highly insulted, Rumkai sneezed at Raven before latching onto Alex's shoulder and making idle threats of never coming back; he was ignored.
"So, uh... where to first?"
"Hey there, Rum." Alex awknowledged the butterfly with a quick nod, then moved behind Raven and shuffled through the heavy door before it closed.
The mall was fairly deserted with only a few people dotting the hallways, so it appeared that shopping would be, for once, painless.
"Hm... I dunno... you go ahead and pick! Looks like we won't have to worry about lines, that's for sure."
Raven halted her stride abruptly, swirling around to pin a wide-eyed look on Alex. "P-pick? But-- but I dunno-- I mean, uh, I... just.. uh-- haven't been here in awhile."
Ooh. How does one tell another that they've never stepped foot into a clothing store in their short span of life? Raven barely even knew how this whole shopping thing worked-- she was practically banned from money.
Rumkai, who had taken a definite liking to Alex's shoulder, noticed Raven's predicament and made a suggestion.
"Shirt!" Raven howled. "Shirt! Yes! Shirts're good! Let's go-- there!" She pointed in a random direction and proceeded to follow her finger.
"Ohhhh! Good idea!" Alex's previously blank face broke into that of a wide smile as he quickened his pace, eagerly following the direction Raven's finger pointed toward, eyeing the colorful storefronts as he came upon them.
"It's nice to have an experienced shopper with me! Know any good stores, Raven? Maybe some place we could get some kick-a** clothes at a good price?"
Ignorance is bliss.
Rumkai crowed in laughter, rolling around atop Alex's [comfy] shoulder and thoroughly grating on a flushed Raven's nerves.
"Yeah!" she agreed, giggling nervously. "Sure do! Let's.. uhm..." Raven had the annoying habit of letting her legs go into an autopilot state and looking everywhere but where she was going. And so it was that her eyes landed on a pretty yellow and orange display, and, thus, her attention diverted, she strolled straight ahead into Victoria's Secret.
Rumkai wheezed.
"OKAY!" Alex cheered as he, without a single moment of thought, followed after Raven into the rather... dangerous store. After a few moments of staring at the manequins in their racy outifts and the various pieces of underwear gracing the shelves, the falcon-Eden sensed something was amiss. "Um.... Raven.... " He anxiously poked her shoulder, even though his eyes were trained on one specific manequin sporting a lacy bra and underwear, "...I don't think I'm supposed to be here..."
"Mmm?" Raven blinked out of the mental picture of herself in something other than blue, turning to face Alex and his panicked look. "What? What is it?" And that's when several horrific things assaulted her vision.
PINK.
LACE.
UNDERWEAR.
"Eeeaigh!" Raven slapped a hand over her eyes, attempting to tie her scarf around her face with the other to hide the grin from Alex's expression, all the while backing up into a manequin that was displaying the latest in lingerie and knocking it straight to the ground, the part designed to hold up the wobbly bits snapping open and flying into the air. Rumkai yowled as the laughs came harder, fearing he was going to die from the lack of air. The entire staff of that particular Victoria's Secret store's eyes all swiveled around to stare at the two.
Okay, Expert Shopper, Raven asked herself, now what?
"GAHHHH!!" Alex spin around, eyes becoming wide as he heard the crash of the ill-fated manequin as it collided with the floor. Only one immediate thought crossed his mind:
Take Raven and Rumkai and run like HELL.
"LET'S GO!" He shouted, having no desire whatsoever to stick around and deal with the embarassing stares from the other shoppers and the inevitable punishment from the shop's employees. Working off of pure instinct, he hastily grabbed Raven's shoulder with one hand, and took Rumkai into the other, holding neither very gently, and half pulled both of them out of the now-chaotic store.
Ignoring Rumkai's obvious squawk of discomfort, Raven lurched forward with little protest as the image of a pair of bewildered cops, a doughnut perched in each hand and a styrofoam cup in the other, came into view. She forced her legs to pump faster, following Alex around a bend and out of sight of the dreaded pink store.
Raven soon came to realize that it was a very big mall.
"Okay!" the blue-haired Eden wheezed as her legs came to a halt. "I think-- we.. lost 'em."
Rumkai tried in vain to pry Alex's fingers loose, managing to tickle him fiercely in his efforts instead of inflicting dire injury.
Alex heaved an enourmous sigh of relief as soon as he was able to safely conclude they were no longer in any danger of being captured and dragged back into the hellhole that was Victoria's Secret. With any luck, that tragedy was going to be the WORST of their problems during the trip. The adolescent leaned against one of the nearby walls, crossing his arms as he tried to regain his calm. What exactly posessed Raven to go into that store, anyways?
...actually, he didn't want to know.
"Have any OTHER stores in mind, Rave?" He pushed himself off the wall and looked at the blue-haired girl, a faint smirk crossing his face.
Raven, after catching her breath mounted on her knees, glowered faintly at Alex and his stupid smug look. "Be quiet, you. For your information, I had no idea where I was going." Que intelligent, superior look.
...
"I-I mean, I was.. uh... looking at something else. Yeah." She giggled sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head to scratch at an itch. "You pick the next store, since you're so good at it."
Rumkai continued to claw at Alex's fingers relentlessly, ignored.
"Ohhhhhh...I see." Alex's smirk melted into that of a small smile as he peered from Raven to the seemingly endless path stretched out before them, lined with all sorts of garishly decorated shops. "Well, I guess this will be a learning experience for the both of us, right?" He left his statement up to Raven's interpretation as he began a slow stroll down the deserted hall. "How about... " He stopped at one storefront in particular, eyeing the name of the massive place, "Mar...shall Fields?"
Sticking her tongue out at his back, Raven followed his gaze up to the massively swirly white logo and beyond to the seemingly endless selection of nothing but clothes."Well... I don't see much pink," Raven commented, "or plastic people wearing those... whatever they are. Looks good t'me!"And with that, she snagged Alex's hand and proceeded toward the store's entrance. She would rather suffer another Victoria's Secret than her mother's wrath at the moment.
...
to be continued
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