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It all began online, on LiveJournal.
Someone I was talking to. He began talking about how there were these evil creatures, alien to our world, and they needed to be exterminated, before they took over. I was hurt because some of these "creatures" were my friends, and to a degree, I was one of them. (I think this referenced the entire Otherkin idea, only suddenly elves and etc were just everywhere, manifested otherkin, and those who had never been human. I was otherkin, but couldn't manifest.) We argued about it a lot, but overall, we had a sort of friendship.

I remember his icon very clearly, black with red writing in a fantasy-like font. It said something that sometimes angered, me and other times inspired deep thought.

*jump forward*

We had agreed to meet. In fact, there was an entire little community of us who decided to meet in real life. Randi, Aaron, and Laura were the ones I already knew, who came with me.

When we got there, the person I had been talking to was Ben Elliot, older and harsher looking in the face, and his hair was longer than last I saw him. He wore all black, except a button with red writing, his LJ image. But it was still very much Ben. The one with him was Robert Duvall, my friend, not the actor. There was a harsh look to his face too, and his hair was cut short. He wore a white dress shirt with black jeans. They both looked so cold and angry, so unlike the guys I know.

They said that the four of us were part of those alien creatures, and we should die. I was in too much shock to do much at first, and somehow, Robert was able to subdue everyone while I stood in frozen shock looking at Ben. All I could do was keep saying, "Ben... Rob... no..."

Then Ben took this vial of white liquid out of his pocket. He held the vial inches from my face, making sure I could see it clearly. It was the subject of may of our debates. "This is the experimental drug I told you about. It isolates the genes of those creatures and starts tearing them apart on a molecular level." He smiled, so coldly...

Robert's face mirrored the same smile. Robert produced a hypodermic needle, the method to administer the... whatever you'd call it... He grabbed Randi by the arm and jerked her to her feet.

I suddenly was able to move again,and stepped forward. "If you have to do this, I'll do it. Don't touch her. Don't touch any of them."

"Fine." came Ben's cold answer.

He handed Rob the vial and rob filled the needle and plunged it into my arm, releasing the stufff directly into my blood.

All my strength left me, and I slumped to the ground. All feeling and emotion were gone. It was surreal. Watching as everyone's faces seemed to return to normal. Aaron, Laura, and Randi were alright again, no sign of being roughed up. Ben And Rob, though their appearance was still odd to me, their faces had soften back to the people I know. They all seemed upset. Ben and Rob were apologizing, saying they didn't understand why they'd done that, and I blacked out.
*wake up*
elfgrove: (SMILE  ^_^)
For Labor Day weekend. That is this Friday through Monday coming up. I will be leaving on Monday.

Plan around me! lol.
Not really. But there's a heads up.

Dojo kiddies. I should be there on friday. The time is still 3:30, right?
Rob. I better get to see you at some point during this weekend!
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I love the internet. I missed it!
It took them until today to get me hooked up, but I'm online, and i'll get to updating my comic as soon as possible.
It took them over a week to put in my modem, even though it should've gone in monday...
I cooked all by myself for the first time friday night. Cheer for me. I made meatloaf, and Matt, Dave and Beau all came over to eat. And they liked it. *^_^* hee hee.

Anyway, just to let you know, I'm back, I'm online, I'm stressed, and classes start Monday... *BIG SIGH*

Everyone at home,

Shlnbard ~
You better have recorded Elm's speech for me. ^_~ You ready for classes? Good luck! I love you, come visit me, you kooky little elf. ^_~
Liathano ~
Hey, I'll never jump on you about the T-kun age thing, just don't fall so deep in love you don't take care of your own life, k? I really doubt that'll become a problem. Follow your heart as loudly as you wish, you are the Thunder Maiden. ^_^
Belisamainion ~
You and Mike are soo kawaii. I'm glad you're in love. See Liathano's note for some basic advice there though, k? ^_^ Sorry to hear about the "persecution" at school. Welcome to where I was then. The only helpful thing I can say is, look to times ahead, it'll get better. You're gonna love college. You should try to make Pagan Pride Day here in Auburn, it's a Pagan festival type thing on campus, mostly a "we're here, accept us, learn about us" thing, but it's fun. It's on a weekend, and you can crash at my place. I'll post info in a few minutes.
Silverstrata ~
You chi blasted someone at school!!!!! I want a story, and I want it now! ^_^ I agree with Jenni, you are persnickety about your car, but it's funny. Can I ask a dumb question? Confidence? When did I give you confidence? I defineately believe you can do anything you want to, and support you, but what specific thing did I do recently? ^_^ Welcome to the world outside the darkness... It sucks, You're gonna love it!
DustyX ~
Sorry to hear about it. Keep strong. I'm here if you ever need to talk.

Okay, All you guys need to come visit. Just call me whenever you can make it. You can crash in my apartment. Bring a sleeping bag though. I'll post my phone number and address in a locked post, cool?

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Oh, when Aaron camer over yesterday, he brought pics from dojo, which I scanned into my computer before he left. ^_^
So he's some of the images:

It's been requested I remove the image. ^_^


Jun. 15th, 2001 09:40 pm
elfgrove: (SMILE  ^_^)
I went to see Atlantis with Randi this afternoon. It was great! I love it! We noted some interesting connections about the use of a star and that a few theories say the Atlantians were the "Star People" mentioned in other cultures. Aliens, who brought all kinds of technology to this world. Also, the use of spirals and circles was so predominant in the city. Have you noticed how every culture builds a lot of things around circles or circular cycles? Almost every religious symbol involves a circle: Celtic knots, the pentagram, circle of life, the list goes on... I had really already thought of the entire circles and cycles thing years ago, but it was great seeing it hit Randi for the first time. Was I that happy when I made the connection? I dunno. Hmmm... Connections are fun...

On the drive back we enjoyed the thunderstorm moving in and talked about the puzzles life presents. Randi commented that you're always getting little pieces to the the big puzzle, and by the time you can put it all together, it's too late. She continued to say that it was so great that everything was coming together so ewell the last couple of days. I had to agree with her a lot of stuff seems to be coming together recently. Don't you think so? Jenni, Dusty? I added, "Makes you wonder if it's really too late and we just don't know it yet."

Anyhow, I continued on to dojo after that. I was 30 minutes late. ^^;; We worked on the basic nine and 1st dragon as well as panther claw. ^_^ Elm says i'm getting good. *happiness* When we were going into a katta set after working on panther, Elm decided to do a random test by moving an arm towards me in a crane attack. I caught it with a panther claw block and brought my other hand in a punch at his chest/face area without really thinking about it. He fell back against "Mr. Bag" hard enough to slam it into the wall. I turned and started katta without really realizing what I had done. Strange for me who would usually spend five minutes apologizing for something like that. The phone rang, and Elm went to get it.

As I did katta, it felt as though I had broken my pinky on the punching hand, it felt like a splinter of bone was on the outside of the pinky and had been pushed up one knuckle length. Very painful. I went over to the green mat, panicked saying something was wrong with my hand even as Elm was telling me it was Randi on the phone for me. I think I scared Elm. Hell, I was scared, and trying to determine for sure whether or not it was broken. Elm told Randi he'd call her back and got me to describe the pain and told me it wasn't broken, it was a reaction to the attack on him a moment earlier. Apparently one of my nerves, one connected to the heart chakra, was freaking out because I had just launched a chi blast at Elm, and it had come out through my pinky. It's happened to him before. The pain went away with his prescribed reaction, so my thought now is, "I gotta learn to control that!" Heh, I'm excited at the prospect.

But it kind of explains my reaction and thoughts, or lack there of. I'm used to random attacks astrally... Doing a quick energy blast to get rid of the attacker and continuing without much thought or reaction to what I've done is a conditioned reaction. I guess it hurts to do that on fellow humans without being properly prepared. Not to mention I had just charged a ton of energy from the thunderstorm outside. So it was a lot to be releasing all of a sudden, since I wasn't being terribly careful.

Oh. And no, no Shadow Walker today. Since the local wind spirit has been a good friend for so long, and my fav thing to do has been creating storms, 'Walkers tend to avoid me during storms around here.
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Well. Jen is banned from dojo for a month for kicking her little brother... oops. She still hasn't been fully updated on the "situation", but we'll talk tomorrow. I hope.

With 'Walkers monitoring the dojo, I wonder just what's going though It's mind... Why watch there? What is the importance? What will I do if the attack comes there, and no one else is there who can sense them? It is probably best that way though, fewer in danger...
elfgrove: (SMILE)
Looks like it didn't come out black after all! It hurt's still, but no black eye! It didn't bruise for some odd reason. It looked like it would at dojo last night though... It was already getting purple... sorry!
elfgrove: (Beat)
Yeah... I've been gone for a long time. I haven't been keeping up with ORC, my mailing lists, live journal, my websites, anything...

Feh... Gods... Life sucks...

I got a summer job since I last posted... but i'm about to quit... Yeah... I know, sounds bad right? I have good reason actually.
The guy I'm working for, scares me. A lot.

Here's how it started... I mentioned to my very cool dojo sensei, Elm, that I was looking for a summer job. A guy Elm helps out, Mark, was looking for someone to do some computer work, file papers and run an occasional errand. Sounded like a decent deal. I went to meet Mark and talk to him about the job. He said that it involved the previously mentioned stuff and pay would be $5 an hour. I would come in twice a week, and the hours would be very flexible. It sounded like a good deal. I got bad vibes about being there, but it sounded good, so I took the job. He then sat there for an hour or more talking to me about his spirituality and then tried to tell me what I was like and what my powers were. That sort of thing makes me extremely uncomfortable. I'm a very private person about that sort of thing. And yes, I'll talk about it a lot in my websites, but there's a fairly good level of animosity there, and very few people visit my sites. And he kept talking about my eyes, that they were "spirit eyes" and very beautiful. He then proceeded to play three very long songs on one on the flutes he makes, and out of politeness I listened. I kept thinking he'd give me a chance to excuse myself. He didn't. I had to stop him and say I needed to leave. He very much creeped me out, but I had already agreed to the job, and I figured that wouldn't happen again.

Despite my instincts screaming at me to run the other way, I came back for my first day of work. Mark was away doing something, but Elm was there. I'm comfortable around Elm, so while Elm made "authentic indian jewelry" and cleaned house, I organized Mark's office area, then joined Elm in cleaning. It wasn't too bad. Except for the dead mouse in Mark's office, and it's droppings... ewww....

The next time, my instincts to not go were screaming even louder; I went anyways. I did some cleaning and computer work and started helping to make the stuff Mark sells online, several people were there doing similar stuff. All I could see Mark actually do was tune flutes, show people how to initially do a job, and talk on the phone to his adoring fans. -_- I needed to see when I should come back again so I had to wait for Mark to get off the phone. Elm, Chad and everyone else left, and finally Mark came out. He gave me a tiger's eye arrowhead necklace, which I did not ask for or want. When I tried to refuse he told me not accepting it would be insulting him, and basically told me I had to take it. I took it, not all to happy about the situation. He then showed me what he wanted done while he was away at a convention type thing, and told me to come back wednesday to do it, then come again next Wednesday when he returned. I was to come in at 6:30 am on wednesday to go with Elm anmd Chad to Lincoln County High School to cut branches off the willow trees there for dream catchers and then run scandisk and defrag his computer, and organize some paperwork for his 200 taxes which he hadn't started yet. His extension would be coming to an end soon. He then kept me for at least 45 minutes talking like he had before. It didn't help my fear that he only pulled this when no one else was there. I made myself a promise that If he showed up as a threat in my dreams, I absolutely couldn't work there.

Wednesday rolled around. That night he had become a threat in a dream...

My dream... I was coming in to work. Mark was supposed to be away at a convention or whatever the hell you call the things he goes to to sell his art, most of which, interestingly enough, is made by the people working for him who aren't much in native american blood if any at all. Mark was there. In fact there was like a party of some sort going on. There was music, alchohol, and snow cones [no idea where that came from...]. I got the impression it was someone's funeral. I think it may have been Venus, his buisness partner/(ex?)signifigant other(?). It was really weird.

Elm came up to me with some strange outside job that we were supposed to go help Chad with.

Outside, we saw Chad leaning against a truck talking to the driver. He turned around to wave at us as we approached, and the driver, Callie [a friend of mine] yelled out the window, "Come on,we gotta go!". I hopped in the back of the truck and Calllie startted to drive away as I noticed that the place we were at looked more like my family's old house on a colde sac in town. Callie stopped the truckat the entrance and said, "Don't you have work to do? Jenni and I were going to go somewhere fun." I was a little shocked, but agreed with her and got out of the truck as Jenni ran across the pavement to jump in the truck. The two of them sped off.

I walked over to where Elm and Chad were tying something to what in that old neighborhood would have been the side of my next door neighbors' fence, furthest from my old house. I think Mark and his party were in my house.

They told me to get the next fence over ready and I saw my little brother, frightenedly working on fixing a chain link fence around the yard of what used to be Jim's house. [When we lived there, Jim was a very creepy old man who lived on the opposite side of Chris and Jesse, the aforementined next-door neighbor, from us. Mom and dad always told us to stay away from him, he had some sort of weird record with thecops, where he had sexually abused his niece or full grown daughter or granddaughter, I can't really remember, it was a long time ago. And, he, before he died or moved away, I had never been sure which, had killed someone and hid them in the basement. Anyway, the place always had massive bad vibes. No shit, huh? But, there had never been a fence before.] The backyard had been sectioned off, and these huge dogs [like seven or eight great danes, i think] were standing there, watching my brother, growling and barking, being generally vicious. Now the thing to keep in mind is that my brother is terrified of large dogs.

Mark was walking over and complained that my brother was taking to long and to stop being such a wimp. I tod him to lay off, that my brother didn't need to be doing this job because he was scared of big dogs. Mark said something or other about over reacting and proceded to enter the section of fenceing where the dogs were, I looked over as one of the dogs came running barking at full speed towards my ittle brother and I. I yelled and did something, i'm not sure what, that made the dog stop, turn around and run back. I hugged my brother.

I proceeded to yell at Mark who now stod between my brother and I and the fence's exit, telling him to screw himself, that I didn't need this job and exactly where he could put it, his attitude, his mannerisms, and his head for all I cared. I then shoved him aside[very big man, especially in comparison to me] and left with little brother in tow.

I saw my parents before I left that morning. My entire system was in a panic over the entire situation, and I wasn't sure we had permission to be cutting these trees over at the high school, you know government property and all. I didn't tell Mom and Dad about the necklace, the dream, or the comments on my eyes, but I did tell them that Mark freaked me out and that I really didn't want to go again. I was practically in tears... This is how much the entire situation has upset me. My parents gave me their blessings to quit and told me that they had never had good vibes about the job either, and if it turned out we were cutting the trees illegally, just come straight home. I went, it turned out we had permission, so I ended up working on dreamcatchers all day. I told Elm at dojo that evening that I couldn't work there anymore, and I was going to come wendesday get paid and quit, but I would also come back tuesday to do the filing and computer stuff.

My freaked little system came back tuesday and did what I was supposed to. Mark called and said for me to come back Thursday instead of wednesday to let him know what I had accomplished on the computer. This freaked me... I had this horrible fear that he had told everyone else to not come then too. I was scared.

I came back, thursday, today, at the time Elm advised, 8am, when everyone else comes in to work normally. No one was there. Mark's truck was behind the house, but I think he uses a different vehicle, he had left that one for us to use in getting willow branches. I knocked on the front door, and after a time, at the back door. No one answered, so I left. I don't want to go back. The idea of returning terrifies me. I dunno what to do...
elfgrove: (Beat)
I was talking to one of my best friends in the world on AIM last night. I really should've saved the conversation, it was just that good... Not really, but interesting information.

You have to remember that after the Columbine Shooting my junior year, I went through hell. People were throwing shit at me and my friends during lunch and in class, saying things that in no way need repeating, literally throwing themselves against the wall in feigned terror when I walked past in the hall, calling into the school claiming I had made threats to go on a killing rampage, the administrators and school counselors told me that I should conform to the preps(I didn't), and the administrators were threatening to suspend/expel me for what was going on. Only after a week did it calm down somewhat when my friends and I who had been down to the office daily (at least) since the beginning, told the administrators that if we were called down again, we would consider it harassment and sue the school.

In current news, my friend (currently a senior at that school) has joined a nearby dojo to train in various martial arts as taught by Elm. I plan to join as soon as I move home this summer.

Anyways, Elm was in the phone store next to the Chevron in front of the dojo, and some woman asked him if he was part of that Tiger's Eagle Claw Cult. (I'll fix the name later, but I forgot what the dojo is called.) He told her no. DUH. It's a dojo, not a cult. My friend and her BF (it was him, right?) walked in and Elm told them that. They had a good reaction, they gave each other high fives and said something to the effect of: Yeah! We're in a cult!

So apparently it some sort of rumor now that the little pink dojo behind the chevron in HG is a cult. They make blood sacrifices to their demon lord, etc., etc. The idiocy of some people in that town... I just warned her to not let the school screw with her if the rumor started circulating there.

Well, she may be coming down tomorrow to help me move home. Actually it'll be more she's coming to hang out while I pack, I don't expect her to help with the actual packing.
My May Day Costume"You can't let them win. I've been where you are. Do what you have to, but don't give up. YOU CAN'T LET THEM WIN."

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