Alright, so my comic is coming along really smoothly.
A good pal o' mine from school is really helping me with my panels and transitions.
Once the revised drafts are finished, I'll color the pages, make them into a pamphlet, and try and get a selling-spot arranged with Blue Hen Comics.
I've got a lot of support, I think I can do it.
Enormous thanks to all of my friends and watchers for the support. You guys played a huge part in helping me.
If you guys have any info to share about publication, costs, or anything you may know about producing comic books, please fill me in.

Keep on rockin' on.
- Taylor

So, yeah. I finished the bad guys' refs. They don't have a group title as of right now, but I just call them the "Lost Boys." 'Cause they still haven't found a purpose for themselves...
I'm guessing some of you would like a little info on them. So, here goes.

Tristan: The leader of the pack. An arrogant romantic with the ability to manipulate some water and ice. Not much is known about him, besides the fact that he has some Italian roots and had worked with the Navy for a little while. He owns a giant, mutated catfish named BoBo, which he cares about deeply for an unknown reason. He seems to feed off of endorphins of adolescent girls for nourishment. Lacks common sense.

Trent: Second-in-command. He is the token idiot of the group, but has the most heart. He and his younger brother, Travis, were raised in the streets by their African-American adoptive mother. He smokes pot often, and always has dark circles under his eyes. Very hot-headed, aggressive, easily offended, and is able to manipulate fire and plasma. Has a passion for pyrotechnics, working with cars, and basketball. Because he understands that his creation was by his team's target, he often helps TG and her friends behind his team's backs. Worries about Tristan's influence on his brother, Travis.

Trevor: The token nerd. Very book-smart, and has the most common sense. He can be very naive at times. He is bullied by Tristan for his shyness around girls and interest in science and math. Controls a small amount of telekinesis and ground movements. Enjoys reading, chemistry, math, and discreetly talking to some females he finds attractive under various virtual aliases. Owns a "pet" cactus.

Travis: Trent's younger brother. He's very quiet and collected. Enjoys rock music, skateboarding, and playing basketball with his brother. His strong point is manipulating air, but he has learned some plasma-manipulating skills from his brother. When he was five, his birth mother took him back, shortly after Trent had packed up and left their adopted house. He then moved to California with her, and was reunited with Trent when he was fourteen. He's just considered to be an average teenage boy. Tristan favors him out of the rest of his teammates for his loyalty and ability to obey simple commands with no questions asked.

So, there's a little info on the four Gary-Stus that I call the "Lost Boys."
Go nuts. All of my friends seem to... *shifty eyes*

Holy shiz, you guys.
I haven't been online in... ever
I've done so many pictures, and I want to color them all.
And my tablet is re-installed
SO
MUCH
COLORING.
Plus I still have to color/edit the first issue of the RMB comic. Almost done second issue.
Just to let you know, I'm not dead.
I just might be Houdini, though.
Now I'm gonna go add some more to Randomocity and start daydreaming about random shit.
Bai

Hot damn, folks.
You know how big my fucking school is?
Over 5,000 people, I think.
Nominations for Homecoming Court took place... (I had no idea about this)
I was in Social Studies, and the whole "morning announcements" took place...
"Sophomore Homecoming Princess Nominees: Taylor Holmes..."

Right then and there, I screamed, "ME?!"
I was about to cry, I was so touched to even be nominated...
Here I've always been that shy girl with the glasses who draws random stuff.
Out of all the sophomore girls nominated... I was in the top three...
I am really grateful... apparently, I'm pretty popular, and I don't even know it.
I'm pretty sure they thought I was another Taylor.
Only logical explaination.

It'd be nice to win, though... it's such an honor to even be nominated, because nothing like this has happened to me before.

I'm about to cry again.
Seriously

So, hopefully you'll wish me luck...

Holy shit.
Today was the best fucking day ever, I tell you whot.

Some dipshit set a fire in the bathroom trashcan.
Carlai and I were in gym. The fire alarm went off, and my stuff wasn't in my locker. I just left it, because I figured it was just a drill.
So, now, Carlai and I are outside with the others. I started looking for David, but they moved us all into the bleachers. I got scared and started looking for him, then I saw Issac and he sat with us.
My gym uniform consists of very thin black tracvk shorts, a thin white t-shirt... and today, I was wearing a bandanna.
It was cold as fuck.
Issac was nice enough to give me his jacket to wear. Good old oniichan.
So, we sit there and talk while the students crowd into the bleachers... then, I see David. I was waving like a maniac, then Issac got up, went all across the bleachers, and brought him back.
ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY, WE WAS.
We were out there for more than an hour... we missed lunch, but then... we all had to go home. The numerous buses pull up.
I can't get a hold of my dad, so David asks his parents if Issac and I could go to his house for the time being.
His dad said yes, so I was all happy. I was all, "YOU SAVED US DAVID THANK YOU."
Okay, so, the people who had went out while they were in gym were ordered to go inside and get their things from their lockers.
My stuff wasn't in my locker, it was in the gym. They wouldn't allow us anywhere else besides the lockers until after 4:00.
Carlai was worried about my bag, so she asked Mrs. Braxton to get it from the West Gym.
It turned out my bag was safe and sound. Mrs. Braxton came out with my bag and I started crying tears of joy. Lul.
Afterwards, David, Issac, and I had to run all around the parking lot and look for his bus. It was raining a little, but we eventually found it.

We got to David's house and had a great time playing games and moving some furniture.

I had a grand adventure today with some of my favorite people in the whole world. Ever.

Now I'm at home, and it's boring again.
FFFFFFFUCK