Updated Blog Stuff + AJ Luck

Hi. Tomorrow's a snow day. Nice. :)

Since I have time to go on my computer today, I did. And I got some things done. At long last.

I updated the Support Page. I moved things around. So yeah.

I forgot I had another blog, but then I remembered. I updated the chapters page on it, and I might update the other pages later. I ditched that blog because I quit Twinkle's Story for almost a year. But now that I'm typing chapters again, I guess I should go back to it.

I don't like the series title I made. But anyway, here's the link to my blog. It's the story blog.

http://the-extraordinary-others-series.blogspot.com/

The name sounds so cheesy now. *cringes at my 15 year old self*

Anyway, just thought of this random question. Does anyone else feel like the characters (pfft I mean Duke) have aged 2 years since the beginning chapters? Or is that another weird author thing?

Or maybe it's because I've aged 2 years since the beginning of the story. Wow, would you look at that.

I found these songs by All Good Things. They're good, wow.

Now onto AJ.

Here's the RIM:

A pale green Rare Clover Balloon

There's also this new Lucky Den or whatever the actual name is. I took some pictures. I also bought a blue Clover Blanket. I like it on Precious.

There's a rainbow slide that ends in a pot of gold. Precious would rather have marshmallows than gold, but it's alright.

There are these cool trees and this strange symbol. It reminds me of either a Breaking Benjamin or Bring Me The Horizon album cover. Haha, is AJ giving me a sign? It's probably a St. Patrick's Day thing though. I'm such a fool.

There's light shining through the break in the clouds. It's hitting Precious as if she's actually important. Haha, that's funny.

Omg the beginning of  that New Divide song reminds me of a scene that involves Ardere and Duke. Gosh, I'm so mean. Shun me. 

I want to say it before it's too late. I love Ardere. I love that cheerful wolf kid. My precious little son. 

Inside, there's this stage. Great, a place where Precious can feel powerful as she protests about the lack of marshmallows everywhere.

The great blue sea. I like how the tile design and the horizon look.

There's another ray of light shining through a break in the clouds. Precious thinks she's so special. 

And of course, the skit.

Sparkle: Do you have the stats this week?

Finny: Yes ma'am.

Sparkle: Good.

(recording)

Sparkle: *in fake cheerful voice* Hello! It's Monday which means Rare Item Monday! Finny has the stats for this week. Go Finny!

Finny: Yeah sure okay. Today is Monday, March 13, 2017. This week's RIM is the Rare Clover Balloon sold for 450 gems. It is only sold in a pale green color. 

Sparkle: Now isn't that cool, viewers? Go do your nerdy thing now, Fin.

Finny: *sighs* Fine. The equilibrium is 300 below what it was two years ago. In 2015, I remember the equilibrium being between 700 and 750. Now that it's at 450, I can only assume that inflation has dropped since inflation makes prices of items skyrocket. 

Sparkle: Thank you, my boy! 

Finny: Um okay.

Sparkle: That's it for this week. Have a great week everyone! 

(stops recording)

Finny: Why were you being so enthusiastic on camera?

Sparkle: It's called having to keep the viewers engaged.

Finny: Wow, you're such a fake.

Sparkle: Excuse me?

Finny: You pretend you're a happy person on camera when really you're not.

Sparkle: That's such a lie! I'm such a happy person.

Finny: You're a big liar. You're a bitter girl.

(Dawn magically appears in room through a green cloud)

Dawn: Hello. I can still use these creepy magical entrances. Did you miss them? I missed them. 

Sparkle: *sighs* What do you want?

Dawn: *walking around room* What do I want? Nothing really.

Sparkle: Then get out of my room!

Dawn: And why would I do that?

Sparkle: Finny, do something!

Finny: No, Dawn can stay.

Sparkle: Ugh fine.

Dawn: *stops walking around* I've sensed relationship tension between the two of you. Come tell Dawn what's wrong. I shall be your mom friend.

Sparkle: None of us know where our moms are. Do you?

Dawn: *laughs* Oh gosh no. My mind is at a total blank when it comes to the subject of my parents.

Sparkle: Then why do you call yourself mom?

Finny: I think she wants to be the substitute for our moms. 

Dawn: Yeah that.

Sparkle: Oh okay.

Dawn: I have theories that my parents were executed. 

Finny: Oh. Oh wow. That's harsh, dude.

Dawn: It's okay. I don't remember them at all. 

Sparkle: You're so weird.

Dawn: *laughs* I also think that I might be related to them.

Fierdan, calling from Cincernum: That's not true.

Dawn: Actually, never mind that. I better hurry. Duke has to learn something.

Fierdan: Hell no. The heck? Zios just forced her into our family and adopted her because she was an orphan. Besides, Zios is my father as unfortunate as that is. Zios isn't hers.

Night Crow: *stares at Fierdan suspiciously*

Fierdan: Stop humiliating me, you filthy bird.

Duke: Oh hey just come in here. That's totally fine, Dawn.

Dawn: Ah, that's good to hear! 

Duke: *sighs* I was being sarcastic. 

Dawn: I don't care. I need you for something.

Duke: For what? I was about to get Ardere to play a game with me.

Dawn: I need you to light a fire. An orange one.

Duke: Why?

Dawn: Just do it.

Duke: Okay fine. Where?

(a few minutes later)

Duke: Here?

Dawn: Haha yeah. Just under there in that little confined area.

Duke: Okay. *makes fire appear at claw but fails to light it on the thing*

Dawn: I said light it.

Duke: I'm trying! This is hard.

Dawn: See? This is why we must train you to fire bend.

Duke: To what?

Dawn: *laughs* Oops sorry, wrong story plot. 

Duke: You're so weird, Dawn. It astonishes me how weird you are.

Dawn: *pats Duke on the head* You're a silly Mr. Grumps.

Duke: Stop that. It makes me uncomfortable when you do that.

(the thing gets lit)

Dawn: Ah, look at that. You did it!

Duke: *surprised* Wow, I guess I did.

Dawn: I'm so proud of you!

Duke: Um okay.

Dawn: I am full of love! :D :D :D

Duke: How did you even say that?

Dawn: :D :D :D !!!!!!

There, a skit has appeared. 

Nice.