The Sideshow.

Hello there.

Okay. Well. Okay. Well.

You see, I've been suffering of...writers block. I ignored it, but it started getting so bad that there was this one story I wrote, I used the exact same descriptive words in each paragraph without realizing it.

OMYGAWD.

*shivers*

So, I decided to take a break from writing. On the fourth day, I asked my mom when I should write again. She said to give it seven days. I whined and twitched. She said seven days.
So now, we are on the fifth day.

*hyperventilates*

Really, I should be folding this laundry by the side of my bed, but I decided to play around with a blog post.
But I don't really know WHAT to put here...

Um...so, let me spin around in a circle with my eyes closed.

*spins*

Now, I open them...

*opens*

and lets pick a character from a poster on my walls.

*coughs slightly*

Um, not my lamp...




...Okay, this isn't working. I kept on turning to my window...

Let's try my books...



...Okay, so we got a few here. Blame the covers.

We have...Shana from the manga Shakugan no Shana!
Fang and Max from the book series Maximum Ride!
And...I don't really know who that is on the front...uh...

*opens to random page and chooses first name*

...oh my.

Thalia Grace from The Percy Jackson Series!

(Ha ha. I know another certain Thalia who will have a interesting time reading this!)

Now, well...uh...

*points to Shana*

GOT ANYTHING?

Shana: you copied my hair color.

Mar: no, I just liked the hair color. And besides, most of the time your hair is black.

Shana: it's like you copied my identity.

Mar: do YOU use a frying pan to wack vampires senseless? NO, I don't think so.

Fang: *raises hand* Is there really any point to this post?

Mar: *wacks Fang* I'm getting there, numbskull.

Max: *clears throat* Can you get to the point?

Mar: Can I get my own bird wings?

Max: Not likely.

Mar: darn. Was really hoping. Well anyway-

Shana: I have my own wings.

Mar: You're a lot more annoying then you are in the anime, do you know that?

Shana: *shrugs and eats a melon bread loaf*

Mar: Yes. Well.

Fang: Hey, where's Thalia?

Mar: huh? Um...

Thalia Grace: *crashes through the wall riding a hellhound*

Mar: *screams crazily*

Thalia Jane Circe: *walks onto the post, whacks Thalia Grace on the head, and drags her off, along with the Hellhound she now names Mr. Geoffrey*

Mar: *scrambles up, squeaking slightly*

Mir: *Mir then crashes from the ceiling, looks around, cackles madly, then runs after Thalia, Thalia, and Mr. Geoffrey*

Max and Fang: *stand awkwardly*

Mar: *has a really confused and disturbed look on face*

Shana: *edges away*

Mar: Um...yes...well...Okay...um....I think I'll just take a break and fold the laundry...

[MAR WALKS AWAY] 

[MAX AND FANG STEAL COMPUTER AND DEVISE A PLAN. HERE ARE SOME PICTURES THEY SEARCHED]

Max.

Fang. 

Shana with her sharp pointy katana sword.

Shana with her black hair (screenshot), with a melon bread, yelling the guessed favored phrase of "SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!", or in Japanese, "URUSAI URUSAI URUSAI!"

Shana with wings, flying.

Mar-Chu Blogger Picture. 

 Iggy. Another bird-kid. 

Nudge. ANOTHER bird kid. 

This is the Gasman (Or Gazzy). Don't be near him when he breaks wind...

This is Angel. She's the last bird-kid who has a picture. There's also Dylan. Mar doesn't like Dylan. If he had a picture, there would most likely be graffiti on it, courtesy Mar.

[FANG THEN STARTS TO PLOT MY DOOM. I THINK. THAT MAY JUST BE MY HYPERVENTILATING IMAGINATION]

http://www.fakeaddress/avianexpariments/

http://www.fakeaddress/flamableobjects/

http://www.fakeaddress/iamnotplanningyourdoom/yourejustoverimmaginative/ormaybeimjustlying.../

http://www.fakeaddress/fakeaddresses/

http://www.fakeaddress/whitecoatcentral/

http://www.fakeaddress/clone/

http://www.fakeaddress/watchoutmarch.../

[MAR WALKS BACK ON]

Mar: Eh? why is that centered?

Max: *shrugs*

Fang: *walks away*

Mar: *gives Fang a funny look*

Max: *is talking in hushed tones with someone on a cellphone*

Mar: *eyes wide, gulps and starts to back away*

Fang: *appears behind Mar*  Boo.

Mar: *screams and runs away in the other direction*

*Multiple black vans pull up and creepy goons jump out and stuff Mar kicking and screaming into the back of one*

*as the back doors close you can see the OC March looking dazed*

*Mar lands on March*

*The two girls go sprawling, knocking into a goon*

*goon twitches and roars*

*back doors close*

[THIS POST IS CURRENTLY MONITORED BY THE CREEPY GOONS AND THE MEN IN THE BLACK VANS. THE LESSON IS, BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR IN A BLOG POST]