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REALLY? HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-23614768821940139772013-03-26T16:01:00.000-07:002013-03-26T16:01:38.166-07:00Humanity? Hey..uhm....<span class="userContent">I have lost faith in humanity. *sighs* I'm so
sorry....I just, this generation has lost respect and everything! What
do people not get about speaking face to face if they have a problem?
What about being calm? Yes, I understand if your angry, but calm down,
and then talk. There's no NEED to go flaming at people or throwing a
tantrum...Your a HUMAN BEING! Not an animal! If you don't know how to be<span class="text_exposed_show">
calm, then go back to preschool...thanks! Respect is a HUGE Factor!
When I was younger, unlike today, I would be scared to talk to older
kids, for fear they wouldn't respect me...now younger kids are bulling,
insulting, and even hitting and trying to fight them! What happened?!?
Did some chemical reaction in their brains mess them up, or-? They need a
lesson on what kids of my generation had to do to get their chemicals
back in working order...or brain cells...because CLEARLY they don't have
any...Kids do DRUGS. I'm talking ten year olds doing Mary-jane! I
don't do that stuff because I have expectations! But come on!
Seriously?!? Good grace! What happened to America? Somebody please tell
me! i honestly don't know! I am not the "pot head', I'm not the 'bad
kid', but I have friends. I'm an artist(not the greatest, but still).
Kids, if you want to be cool, don't do these stupid things, and
just-be-you! ! It's like explaining The principal of thermodynamics to kindergarteners! BE YOURSELF! That's all anyone wants! I should know! I
come to school in almost the same thing, sneakers, jeans, and a
t-shirt...nobody is going to care! Be strong, but don't bully. Be cool,
but not to the "cool" people who think their "bad beans" or do drugs.
Be cool to the people that you admire, be cool to yourself....if you
accept yourself, so will almost everyone! Not everyone is going to like
you, and you won't like everyone...that's a promise. But just try and
get along, respect the older people, and you'll do just fine in life....</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">Sorry about that....I kinda went ballistic there, aha.... Some kids did that to me today, and I had to express my feelings about what they did...^^</span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><span class="text_exposed_show">~The Nurse</span></span>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-81629019006988353262013-03-15T15:37:00.000-07:002013-03-15T15:37:01.120-07:00Chaos in the univers of Nursebelle23(rant)Ahh, what a lovely day to be a angry Nurse, huh? You know what is really making me frustrated and angry? Here:<warning curse....and="" do="" i="" other="" rant="" tend="" things...="" to="" when=""></warning><br />
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Okay, so Down syndrome is bad right? And yet, people treat them awesome. That's nice. I should know, there's a couple people with "special abilities" at where I go to school at. Anyway, why do the people who had disorders get treated better then the people who are Gay, Lesbian, Questioning, etc? Just curious here. I mean, when people figure out that you have a disorder, your Mrs/Mr. Popular, right? And I have nothing bad to say about that. I promise. But when you come out of the closet, what happens? People treat you differently.<b> <span style="background-color: yellow;">WAY DIFFERENTLY</span></b><span style="background-color: yellow;">.</span> How do I know this? The year before last, one of my friends, *Jake(name change), came out. People teased him badly, and I'm talking like, they pants-ed him...in front of everybody during recess and he moved away. He was a awesome, fun loving, adorable guy. I still miss him...but because some people thought it was just so funny to tease the <i>'little fat gay guy'</i>, i can probably never hang out with him again. What most people think about the people who are in or are trying to <i>-<span style="background-color: #a2c4c9;">Myth:These people are always checking out everyone, all the time.</span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: #93c47d;">Fact: Actually, they don't. Unless they're crushing, they're more focused on talents or hobbies they have. Just thinking that is really being a jerk, because most are funny, or love to be around people(mostly).</span><br />
<i>-<span style="background-color: #9fc5e8;">Myth: They think it's funny to be teased about who they are</span></i><br />
<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">Fact: Wrong. That's like bulling. The victim likes to be hurt. That's not true. They're human like the rest of us, why not treat them that way? Are you "too Cool" to do that? Seriously? What's your excuse? I really want to hear it. Can they not love the people they do? Are they condemned to </span></caution:></warning><br />
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<br /><span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;">Think about this for a minute: <span style="background-color: yellow;">What if it was you? What if you were teased about something you are? Christian, Buddhist, artist, athlete, anything? How would YOU react?</span> Would you laugh it off? Would you pick a fight? What if it it was a entire school? Now how would you react? I'd just stand up and be myself...but then again, what if it was bigger....I'm talking County wide.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: yellow;"> 'faggot'</span><br />
<span style="background-color: yellow;"><span>'gay wad'</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: yellow;"><span>'that's so gay'</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: yellow;"><span>'you must be one big-'</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span>You get my point, don't you? Now, you might be thinking 'Pssffftt, I'd just ignore them.' well, I know you couldn't...Not an entire county, nor a state. Not by yourself anyways...Honestly, I'd be scared. Nobody would treat you the same when you come out. Everyone would think that your 'Gay' or 'stupid'. But I have a 3.0 GPA, and I'm a great artist...what then. Everyone would still treat me differently...would treat you differently too. All of your female girls(Girls) would think that your always looking at their butts or boobs, and guys, your guy friends would probably shy away from you.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span><span style="color: magenta;">I have a challenge for you. Now this isn't your normal challenge, were you 'find your way out of a maze' or 'try to spot the red in the green'. This is one challenge that will change your whole perspective on humans and the way that they behave:</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span><span style="color: magenta;">I challenge you to sit down with somebody who <b> IS</b> Gay, or something like that, and talk to them. Don't say 'I heard your gay' or something, just hold a normal conversation and hang out with them for a week. Just one. See what they go through in a week. All the teasing, jokes, and even what they do. I bet that this will not be the last time you'll see them, and you'll really change their life. don't be all concrete hearted on this and be like,'hey' and keep it neutral. Treat them you would your best friend...I promise you that you won't regreat this if you do it and put your heart and soul into it.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span><span style="color: magenta;"> <span style="color: black;">I'm off.,Thank you for all that has been following me for a LONG time! More posts to come!</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: black;">BTW, go say Hi to the best and coolest person I know: davepresslerart.com Dave Pressler! he's the coolest person because not only is he a great artist, but he's a great person too! He doesn't ignore his fans, nor does he think he's too popular to be gushed over by them(me included).</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: black;">I'm out!</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span><span style="color: magenta;"><span style="color: black;">~The Nurse </span></span> </span></span></span>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-91518943118844089012013-03-02T17:22:00.002-08:002013-03-02T17:22:24.526-08:00Virtual Surgeries, Sharing some Art, new story, and updatesVirtual Surgeries:<br /><br />
I found great surgery games...:3 Because I'm the Nurse, and I like stuff<br />
like that. Why? Because you can sit in an operation room and work on <br />
people without the dangers of killing people, Here's my opinions on <br />
those sites, some of the surgeries you can perform, and possibly the <br />
link:<br /><img alt=":bulletred:" height="10" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" title="Bullet; Red" width="10" /> <b> My most Favorited Sites that I like doing things with<img alt=":bulletred:" height="10" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" title="Bullet; Red" width="10" /><br />#1:Ed Heads<br />#2:Surgery Squad<br />#3:COSI Life(not a game, place)<br />#4: an Australian game-Heart Surgery<br /><br /></b><img alt=":bulletred:" height="10" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletred.gif" title="Bullet; Red" width="10" />#1:Ed Heads:<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://edheads.com">[link]</a><br /><br />
Ed heads is a great learning experience because not only do they <br />
have surgeries, they have science, criminal investigation, and others. I<br />
think my favorite has to be the Crime Scene investigation(to which you <br />
see the accident, report, talk to others, and find the data), the <br />
liposuction/boob job things(to which, BTW, I am not NOT FUCKING GETTING.<br />
I recommend doing those if you want to have it done. You'll change your<br />
mind quick fast and in a hurry). I must warn you though, some of the <br />
animation, which by the way is smooth, and to the point, is extremely <br />
graphic and for some of the weaker stomachs out there I don't recommend <br />
doing this Breast<br />
Cancer(even I couldn't do that one the first time. Trust me, it's not <br />
hard, but...yeash! details weren't spared.)Why? Because if you've done <br />
the surgery, you know what I mean when I say taking out one or both of <br />
the breasts in the woman is pretty graphic, even for me. You slice off <br />
the actual breast(s) themselves, and I feel bad now for the people who <br />
do get the surgeries. <br /><img alt=":bulletorange:" height="10" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletorange.gif" title="Bullet; Orange" width="10" /> #2: Surgery Squad:<br /><a class="external" href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://Surgerysquad.com">[link]</a><br />To<br />
all you medical geeks out there, including myself, the name is a <br />
comforting and fun spin. Again, graphic as crap though. Surgery Squad <br />
website's creators have programmed not one, but multiple virtual <br />
surgeries including virtual gastric bypass, virtual tonsillectomy, <br />
virtual hair transplant and much more. I honestly think if you do a <br />
couple, you'll think twice about getting things like tattoos or drinking<br />
alcohol. This website is more for the patient awareness than anything <br />
and if you want to know what happens when your knocked out cold by the <br />
anesthetic, you should play this or the above website. Yes, the doctors,<br />
like Dr. Jeff, are on hand to give you tips and to walk you through the<br />
surgeries. One of the more disturbing/interesting ones I've done is the<br />
ingrown toenail. It is pretty graphic, and I did learn that your not <br />
suppose to take out the toenail by yourself, or it could lead to <br />
infection, or worse. I felt remorse for the guy with the toe, but I knew<br />
it was all fake. The animation is smooth and believable, and it feels <br />
as if your really in the OR(Operating Room). <br /><img alt=":bulletyellow:" height="10" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletyellow.gif" title="Bullet; Yellow" width="10" />#3: COSI Life:<br />cosi.org<br />COSI<br />
health isn't actually a video game, it's in COSI:the Center of Science <br />
and Industry which is in Columbus,Ohio. I haven't been there myself but <br />
the reviews are spectacular. One of the interesting details of the <br />
museum is the Virtual Heart surgery. I've been surfing the web, and <br />
actually the game is on their website! It's more a virtual simulation, <br />
then anything, but actually you will have to interact with the things. <br />
There's more to COSI though then just the health...there's inventions <br />
galore(Robot from RnM would Freak out), Ocean, Space, almost anything is<br />
possible at COSI. Hopefully I can go eventually, and If I do, I will <br />
try and take pictures. COSI reminds me of the the Clay Center, in <br />
Charelston, Wv. Why? Because both have Water, Health, and Invention <br />
exhibits, and have hands on activities.<br /><img alt=":bulletgreen:" height="10" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/b/bulletgreen.gif" title="Bullet; Green" width="10" /> #4:The ASU game: Heart Surgery<br />This<br />
one is a game, but - the Australian Broadcasting Corporation. *sigh* <br />
What I can I say? It's animation at it's best...and unlike all the <br />
others I mentioned before, this one is so realistic, it will scar you. <br />
You have to pay attention to your co-workers and the patient's vital <br />
signs, otherwise, you'll fail. And, just like the real OR, <i> Failure is NOT an option</i><br />
Just a warning/Tip though:1. pay attention to the vial signs. Those <br />
die,GAME OVER 2. make the correct moves(duh), and 3. Pay attention and <br />
follow all of your co-workers advise(they're trying to help) this game <br />
might me stressful to some gamers, but that's just like the Real world.<br />If<br />
you are a nervous patient , or are curious on how a real surgeon does <br />
it's job, these four games are for you. Or, your just a freak and you <br />
like doing stuff like that, then go for them....other than that, I'm off<br />
to stalk the COSI website, avoid the kids,and draw Izzy x Beast while creeping around here and DeviantArt ( nursebelle23.deviantart.com )<br />
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Sharing some Art done for me:<br />
On DeviantArt, some awesome people did some pretty awesome work about my Characters and I want to acknowledge them. Why? Because they did a wicked sweet job and they deserve it.I'm going to share some of my opinions on 1-10, so be prepared. I'll do four at each journal...so watch:<br />
Number 1:<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fr2Z7sGNSOA/UTKOgF_E76I/AAAAAAAAAJA/eG2Ck_6aJ14/s1600/35dc65e46e9623fb3efc89c109783991-d5vtq1s.png" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fr2Z7sGNSOA/UTKOgF_E76I/AAAAAAAAAJA/eG2Ck_6aJ14/s320/35dc65e46e9623fb3efc89c109783991-d5vtq1s.png" /></a> By GothicAngelPanda on Deviantart ( gothicangelpanda.deviantart.com ). All rights reserved. Please don't steal. So, anyways, why is this #1 on my list? Okay, to start off, this is ~GothicAngelPanda 's version of my two most famous robot and Monster Original Characters(oc) Mecha Wrendical and Creature Spantana....Let me just say that the shadows(from what she said when she submitted this) is who they are crushing on. Mecha is crushing on Gart(Like I myself) and reature(who is Bisexual, btw) is crushing on Mecha. I love the detail, shadowing, and you captured their attitude and well, completely different personalities. She did the best job, and I just Love how her style differentiates from any others I've seen...so, now on to number two. <br />
Number 2:<br />
<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2yxLNciTj4/UTKOgdiWP0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MmPetaQnmtE/s1600/--.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2yxLNciTj4/UTKOgdiWP0I/AAAAAAAAAJI/MmPetaQnmtE/s320/--.jpg" /></a> by Cartoonistfromhell( cartoonistfromhell.deviantart.com ). Before I can continue, I must say that three out of the ten of these is by her, so...^^ What can I say? She's one out of my best digital cartoonist out there.So, as I was saying....haha, I can get off track. Mecha and Gart, sitting in Gart's office, playing around with the laptop cam. Go figure. .3. I just love it...there's just no way to explain how much I love this....I mean, Gart's laid back persona contrast's with Mecha's upbeat, happiness, even after her past. I could actually see this happening in the Robot and Monster show...If Dave Pressler ever tries it...maybe less people would stop being jerkwads and let the others like it... okayy.....<br />
Number 3:<br />
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1rhHRhSVNg/UTKOh4ljMBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tmfaOT_JRKs/s1600/Izzeh.png" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z1rhHRhSVNg/UTKOh4ljMBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/tmfaOT_JRKs/s320/Izzeh.png" /></a><br />
by ????*see signiture*(I can not find her. She jumped off the face of the flat earth...noes) So, yeah. Just...wow. I mean...wow. This is Izzy, her style. Izzy is..well...me. Robot's daughter(invention)....and...yeah. Just captured her entire style and everything perfectly that I'm just so....wow, speechless...I know wow is repetitive, but just...I'm so awestruck about how awesome that is that I can barely even respond.<br />
Number 4:<br />
<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTU62YUeH50/UTKOtmUdRaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/l2obEyc7_jI/s1600/k.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTU62YUeH50/UTKOtmUdRaI/AAAAAAAAAJo/l2obEyc7_jI/s320/k.jpg" /></a><br />
Cartoonistfromhell if I'm not mistaken....Possibly one of the best comics I've seen in a while...that were wordless and not in color...I still like it though. It has a certain 'Piazzas'<br />
New Story:<br />
<i>The Blinking Lights Annual Dance-Izzy and Beast Pairing</i><br />
Note: Beast belongs to imaninjawizard.deviantart.com<br />
"kay! I'll be there in a second!" Izzy called back to Kyle, as she looked at her figure in the mirror. Kyle had, once again, convinced her to wear a dress to the Blinking Lights Ball. It was pretty, a bright golden yellow at the top, and a sky blue on the bottom that hid her flats, which were black. Izzy sighed, and pulled her hair and wires up into a loose bun. She severly hated dresses, but loved her Kyle. She sighed, she loved him, yet, felt something was missing from her life. Something...She shrugged and walked out. Kyle whisled, and walked up to her in a metallic grey suit,<br />
"Hey stranger..." she smiled, and nussled him,<br />
"Hey stranger..." she chuckled and kissed him. Kyle smiled, and put his arm around her waist, as they walked around. Izzy blushed, even though she felt something was missing. Beast and Kait were sitting by the refreshment table, talking lightly. The lovely couple were both dressed in a rich, melty brown.Izzy smiled at the sight of Beast. She had a slight crush on him, before even his relationship with kait, and her's with Kyle. She smiled at the time he and she were in art class, doing clay sculptures, and he kissed her cheek...<br />
<i><i> It was fourth period, and both Izzy and Beast were in art class. The pink skinned organic smiled, and tapped her ruler on the desk, <br />
"Alright kids, pick your partner, and get to work on your sculptures!" she said in a happy, sing song-ish voice before she got to work on her beads. Everyone crowded around Izzy, asking if they could work with her. Everyone...but Beast. Beast had already gotten a few pounds of clay out and was working with it. He was going to make...something. Even though he didn't know what, he was going to make something, with or without anyone. Gadget had Inventing 101 during this period, and rumors had it that Robot and Mecha were teaching it today, because the teacher got electrocuted by a electric saw. Izzy looked over to Beast, and shoved everyone out of her way,<br />
"H-hey...c-can I work with you?" Beast looked at Izzy, and frowned,<br />
"Um..." Izzy looked at the sculpture, and smiled,<br />
"Looks pretty good so far, what are you making?" She sat down beside him. He looked at her,<br />
"I didn't agree to a partnership..." Izzy smiled sweetly, making him melt inside,<br />
"I know, I was just curious..." Beast looked at Izzy kindly. She was really nice, and creative...he loved how she sparked during Theater and gym...even when the unit of hornica came up. She cheered him on, just calling him Mr. Future-hornica-star because she didn't know his name. He loved her laid back appearance, which contrasted her own personality. He loved...her? Izzy smiled,<br />
"It kinda looks like a heart, in my opinion...but you do need to shape it more..." She tilted her head,"were you trying to make a heart?" He nodded. Even though he wasn't really, he just needed an A in Art class,<br />
"Uhmm, sure...but how?" Izzy got behind him, and began to shape the heart into a better shape. Beast closed his eyes and smiled, not realizing that he was nuzzling her. She blushed, and nuzzled him slightly,<br />
"Hehe, um...So, all you need to do is put it in the Kiln, let it dry, and I'll help you carve out the...h-hear-" She looked at Beast, who had his eyes closed, then took her arms away,"I-uh-I have to go..." He quickly opened his eyes, and before he could respond, she was out the door and ran quickly into the Inventing 101 class,"M-mommy!" She cried. Mecha looked up from her desk, and Robot looked at her from the wipeboard,<br />
"Yes hon?" Izzy ran over to her and hugged her, snuggling into her chest and abdomen. Mecha began to stroke Izzy's hair,"Carry on with the test, people...she's just my daughter..." Robot looked at Mecha,<br />
"<b> Our</b> daughter..." Mecha nodded,<br />
"Aww sweetie, what's wrong?" Izzy teared up and looked up at her mother,<br />
"I-I think I like like someone...but...but it's too early..I mean, after what Crikey did..."she whispered. Mecha held Izzy as Gadget came up,<br />
"What's wrong with Izzy, Mecha?" Mecha looked at Gadget,<br />
"Please call me Mrs. DeFault while in school...and, it's family issues hon..." Gadget sighed, and went back to her blueprints. Beast inched into the classroom,<br />
"H-hey Izzy, I-I need some h-help with m-m-I mean our, project..." Izzy sniffled, and looked at Beast,<br />
"O-Okay...I just...I just don't know if I can help..." Mecha hugged her daughter tightly,<br />
"Go get 'em tiger..." she said jokingly as Izzy went back into the art room with Beast. She sat down, and began to sketch. Beast leaned over, and kissed her cheek lightly, then began to carve into the heart. Izzy blushed, and looked at the heart. About three weeks later, he gave her the heart...and another kiss...</i></i><br />
Izzy snapped out of the flashback, and smiled, looking at Beast and smiling about the clay heart in her room,<br />
"Hey beast!"Beast turned around, and Izzy melted at the sight of his smile. He was different, but she didn't care,<br />
"Woah Izzy..." Izzy frowned. Was something wrong? She got out of Kyle's graspt and looked in a window. Beast looked alarmed, and came up to Izzy,"your beautiful..." Izzy blushed at those words, and looked at Beast. She and him accidentally locked eyes, and they both blushed. Kyle and Kait stared at the two, angered and not amused,<br />
"Come on Iz, let's...let's go dance..." Izzy turned away from Beast's beautiful dark black eyes, and looked at Kyle,<br />
"I'm not very good at dancing..." Beast looked at Izzy longingly,<br />
"I-I could teach you Iz..."Kyle glared at beast with jealousy,<br />
"Don't you think her boyfriend should teac-" he was cut off by Izzy,<br />
"O-Okay Beast...I...yeah..." She took Beast's hand as he led her off to the balcony. Kyle growled in jealousy,<br />
"I'm going to the bathroom...if something happens..." Kait looked at her brother,<br />
"Which it won't..." <br />
"IF something happens, tell me..." Kait sighed, and watched as her brother sprinted to the bathroom. Today was going to be a long day....<br />
"Your a great dancer Iz....what made you think you weren't?" Izzy blushed at Beast's comment, hand in hand with him. He looked into her eyes as the moon shined down onto his sky blue skin and her orange metal,"Hey Iz, can I ask you something?"She looked at him, blushing,<br />
"Sure, what is it Beast?" He looked nervous,<br />
"C-Can I kiss you?" <br />
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What do you think will happen? Find out later(or eventually...)<br />
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Updates:<br />
<b>I will try and post every month so watch out. Depending on my schedule, I might be able to post every week-end, but you know...Uhm, Dave and Izzy Comic needs four more pages until It's done....that's it...I update EVERYDAY on my twitter and deviantart:<br />
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Twitter: Izzy_NASA<br />
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Facebook: Heaven Kent (you'll see the Pic of #2 as my background thingy, promise)<br />
gmail: nursebelle23@gmail.com<br />
YouTube:(just uploaded some speeddrawings of Izzy and Mecha) Nurse Belle<br />
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So, go check out all of my contacts, and say hi! I don't bite that hard! Promise!<br />
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~The Nurse<br />
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onoesHDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-91301454486642887652012-08-17T12:44:00.003-07:002012-08-17T13:03:51.446-07:00High School. Crewl Prank or Fun?<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mTDug-8UHKQ?fs=1" width="459"></iframe><br />
Before I talk about this video, I need to do one thing. My bff, Oliva, is going off to college or something and I just wanna say:<br />
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<span style="background-color: lime; color: magenta;"><strong><em><u>GOOD LUCK OLIVIA, I'LL MISS YOU ALOT!!!!</u></em></strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #93c47d;"></span></strong><br />Okay, here's something for my dance class that my teacher REALLY needs. I really like to perform this, IF my peoples work hard hard....<br />
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My favorite teacher?? Mr. Bender!!! Of course!!Alright, I'm talking to you Mr. Bender right now. Here's the script for Theradre(can't spell worth a lick, but hey, you get me, right?)<br />
Body Squared<br />
Episode 1<br />
<br />
(Theme song plays as Muscle and Skully walk down the audience and pick a person per Host/Cohost. The two contestantsThe two contestants walk to the two, light blue podeums whist Skully and Muscule go to Their podeums, which are lighted a light purple. Skully laughs)<br />
Skully: Hello everyone! I'm Scully-<br />
Muscules: And I'm muscule-<br />
Skully: And Thisis, Body squared. A real life verson of Health Royale...down at the Claycenter, at charelston, WV. <br />
Muscule: Now, who do we have...who did we pick to be our contestants this time?( Intos the contestants)Okay...I like that name_________....<br />
Skully: Stop flurting...We have to introduce our people from the body...Please help me introduce The Royal beuty, Queen Intestine...<br />
(Queen Intestine walks up to her squareplace and, smiles at Skully,her theme song playing softly in the backround)<br />
Queen Intestine: (brittish accent)Jolly good day, Ms. Skully. <br />
Skully<img alt=":(" height="15" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" title=":( (Sad)" width="15" />blushes) Hi Queen...let's introduce one of the most beutyful girls here....other than me....(laughs, then watches Hot Lips come to her squareplace,her theme song playing alittle louder)<br />
Hot Lips<img alt=":(" height="15" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" title=":( (Sad)" width="15" />blonde-like) heyyy girl<br />
Skully: Your wearing too much lipstick...agian<br />
Hot lips<img alt=":(" height="15" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" title=":( (Sad)" width="15" />laughs) Ahhh Skully, just like old times...(smiles) And here comes Mr.P...<br />
(Mr.P swaggers into his squareplace, and glares at Muscules,bopping along to his song, loudly playing)<br />
Mr.P: Yo Dawg, Waddup?<br />
Muscles: W,what?<br />
Mr.P: (rap music plays, Mr.P starts rapping)Yo Dog, I'm mista P, I'm the pancrease, yo, whatcha gonna see?Yo, She's he's male,, he's never used a cart to go shop-in, yo, his name is coach heart, and he's popin and lockin with Jo!<br />
(Coach Heart comes out, running, and almost falls out of his squareplace, his theme song playing fast)<br />
Skully: Nice rapping, Mr.P. Who's Jo?And Hey Coach, why were you running?<br />
Coach Heart: I'm a coach, girl.<br />
Scully: (laughs nervously) heh, right...okay, here's the two funniest people that are close to my bones, Funny bone and Pelvis...<br />
(They both dance up to they're squareplaces with they're songs)<br />
Funny Bone:Hey suga...<br />
Pelvis<img alt=":(" height="15" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" title=":( (Sad)" width="15" />like Elvis) Heah heyy<br />
Scully: Well, they're is 3 more people I'd like to intordic you to...<br />
Muscule: Mrs. Lung, Brain, and Mr. Nose...<br />
(Skully glares at Muscule as those three go into their squareplace, all of their theme songs mushed together badly)<br />
Mrs.Lung:Hello darling<br />
Brain: It is very compatible that enjoy being on this program, 99% of-<br />
Mr.Nose: Shut up, Brain. And, hello.<br />
Scully<img alt=":O" height="15" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/e/eek.gif" title=":O (Eek)" width="15" />kay, now that everyone is introduced,let's get this game started...okay contestants, I will ask a question to ONE of the board members, and whoever beeps the buzzer first gets to do the question.I will then ask the question, and the person will answer it. Then, you eather agree or disagree. If your right, you get the squareplace, if not, then you don't. The first person to get a tic-tac-toe on the board wins...or the one with the most squareplaces wins. You ready?<br />
Muscles:Yeah, lets get going.<br />
Scully: Okay, the first question is for Hot Lips...<br />
Hot Lips: really?(bats eyelashes) I'm honored<br />
Scully: (sighs, then reads flashcards) Here's a multiple choice question: Roughly two-and-a-half million teenagers don't know:A.What beer tastes like. B.That you can die from an alcohol overdose.<br />
C.That you can buy alcohol with a fake ID OR D.That wine has a stronger alcohol content than beer.<br />
Hot Lips: umm, I'd say...(twarls hair with finger)...ummm, C?<br />
(Players 1 or 2 answers first)<br />
Scully: So, do you agree or Disagree?<br />
(outcome A(disagree)<img alt=":)" height="15" src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/smile.gif" title=":) (Smile)" width="15" /><br />
Scully:Absolutely. There are 2.6 million teens who don't know you can <br />
die from an overdose of too much alcohol. <br />
Do you know one of them?You get the squareplace!<br />
(outcome 2,agree)<br />
Muscle: Oh, I'm sorry. But your wrong...the real answer was B....<br />
(NEXT QUESTION!!)<br />
Scully: Okay...the next question is to....<br />
Mr.P: Yo! It betta be me!<br />
Scully: Okay! Okay....this isn't choice...Okay, say that you went scateboarding off a plane at 2'000 above land and landed without any protection, and broke all of your bones(shutter) How many would that be?<br />
Mr.P: YO! That'd be 500, right yo?<br />
(outcome A, disagree)<br />
Scully: Yep, there isn't 500 bones in the body, only 206...so, yeah, you get the squareplace...<br />
(Other Questions are to:<br />
1.Hot Lips<br />
2.Mr.P<br />
3.Mr.Nose<br />
-The two holes in your nose are called?...he says Nose holes...:/ hes an idiot...the answer is nostrils...<br />
4.Queen Intestine<br />
-What is the name of the long pipe that shifts food from the back of your throat down to your stomach?,she says esophagas.....smart!<br />
5.Coach Heart<br />
-How many hours of daily physical activity do you need? He says an hour...he's right.<br />
6.Funny Bones<br />
-The innermost part of bones contains what? She laughs and tells this joke,<br />
*her: Knock knock<br />
skully: (sighs) Whos there<br />
her: Skelly<br />
skully: Skelly who?<br />
Her: Skelly TON! *laughs *<br />
she says blood...which is wrong...it's bone marrow.<br />
7.The Brain:<br />
-What's the largest part of the brain...he says the'Very complex, very flexable cerabellum...' and like always, he is right<br />
8.Mrs. Lung:<br />
True or false: Smoking causes cancer and can kill your lungs. She gasps and says true....she is right.<br />
9.Pelvis: <br />
-What is the name of the substance that gives skin and hair its pigment? He touches his hair and askes her if she's trying to warn him of something, but then says hair dye...and he's wrong. Melanin is the correct answer...)<br />
<br />
AT the end:<br />
Scully: So, who won?<br />
Muscles: Well...(sums up who has what) <br />
Scully: So ____________won? <br />
Muscles: Yup<br />
Scully: Congrats ________!! You won the very first game of Body Squared!!<br />
Hot Lips: So what does it get?<br />
Scully: What?<br />
Mr.P: what does _______ get for winning?<br />
Scully: The knolage of health and also gets to say that it beat _________ at a game show...good job!!<br />
(Everyone claps as the two contestants go back to their seats)<br />
Scully: So...thats the show....<br />
Funny Bone: One more joke?<br />
Scully: Fine, what?<br />
Funny Bone: Knock Knock<br />
Scully: Who's there??<br />
Funny Bones: HESHOW<br />
Scully: Heshow who?<br />
Funny Bones: It's da end of Ehshow! Good bye everyone!!<br />
Scully: That's not funny!!<br />
(Theme music plays as each one goes behind the curtian, a different song playing as each one leaves)<br />
THE END<br />
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:D You likey, Mr. Bender? Well, its my own. The blanks are for the names...HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-86969153259475106382012-07-21T07:21:00.000-07:002012-07-21T07:21:30.628-07:00:D haii guys!!!!Okay, okay. Yea, I keep forgetting to tell you, BUT THIS IS IMPORTANT!!! I DO NOT HAVE RABIES!!HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-40825635747812025902012-07-13T06:33:00.002-07:002012-07-13T06:34:03.059-07:00One rainy day, my mood....bored and calm<a href="http://nursebelle23.deviantart.com/art/TFOJD-Show-blog-314417734">http://nursebelle23.deviantart.com/art/TFOJD-Show-blog-314417734</a><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">Good day, my peoples! How are all of you guys? I desided to draw a little something, something for the blog...how cool is that? Yup. I changed the text color...I'm still really busy...still trying to type Nameless...lisoning to <a href="http://youtu.be/tERdhwQqOKc...sorry">http://youtu.be/tERdhwQqOKc...sorry</a>, I just love giving links to people...you haven't lost your smile...it's below your nose and above your chin, you just forgot it was there....</span>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-91499317508450735762012-07-12T08:24:00.001-07:002012-07-12T08:24:30.522-07:00THings got alittle out of hand in june and july<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Okay, well I am deeply sorry that I pleep forgetting to post stuff here, but really! I saved up enoph to buy a labtop for myself, I now have 2'000 veiws, plese visit that site, I'm ALWAYS THERE!! Anywase, I'm pretty busy. I'm going into the ninth grade soon so I gotta study hard...thinking about taking chemistry...Oh, and before I forget, I made a show, The fans of Jeff Dunham-Show...so if your a fan of him...or you just wanna be a cartoon, go to TFOJD-show on deviantart.com and become a member, then make a character that is realted or crushing on the Posse and there you go...:D I never thought that doing that would be easy, but it is...we have 3 already OC's(Original Characters):</strong></span><br />
<strong><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times;">-Brighty:A tomboyish Neko that despizes Walter and <3's Peanut</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times;">-Izzy the demon-An evil woman that fights with Brighty somethimes and has a sweet side that only her boyfreind, Achmed sees...</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times;">-Taylor-A newbie that gets irratated alot by Izzy. </span></strong>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-84155050914934171762012-05-22T13:04:00.001-07:002012-05-22T13:04:51.362-07:00NEED 2 PEEALRIGHTLY! I FREAKIN NEED TO FREAKIN PEE!!! GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! OH, FYFI, chapter 4 of Love To Death coming soon....go toHDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-25968755594455911202012-05-21T04:00:00.000-07:002012-05-21T13:15:37.368-07:00<h4 class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Okay, so I haven't been on here for awhile...but what should you expect from a rising artist and writer? Anywase, the other chapers are:</span></h4>
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<a href="http://deviantart.com/Nursebelle23/"><span style="font-size: large;">http://deviantART.com/Nursebelle23/</span></a></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Chapter 3</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“So, he loved you…to death?” Brandon asked hesitantly, taking a sip of his coffee. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She nodded and gripped her latte lightly,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah, but it’s not…um…what…” she stuttered, her face turning pink. He laughed, but his face turned serious quickly,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I’m not trying to be rude, but what’s it like to die?” She sighed and put her latte down, not realizing that she was dead,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What do you mean, ‘what’s it like to die?’ I’m not dead….” Brandon sighed sadly, for as he knew why she didn’t seem to know that she was deceased… He put his hand on his forehead,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I hate to break it to you, but you really are dead…” she cried a bit, but then straightened up,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“He always says that death couldn’t separate us…” He just smiled,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“W, where you two…married?” She laughed, her laugh sounding a lot like a hyena,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“No, No. He just got divorced from his 34th wife when he found me…or more likely, I found him…” He smiled, but was very confused,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“What do you mean 34th wife? Was he a…” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She nodded, knowing what he was hinting at. She laughed again, making two girls stare at her. She looked at them,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Got a problem?” she asked politely to the two, popular girls who were on labtops. The blonde one huffed at her, </span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Yeah, you blue freak, you’re obnoxious.” She smiled, a twinkle of evil shown in her chocolate eyes,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“And you’re a blonde dumba**, but you don’t see me guise, do you?” Brandon took Heaven’s arm in fright,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Don’t make them mad, girl! Those were the most popular girls in my college!” She laughed,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“And probably the dumbest…” Heaven retorted with loud emphases on dumbest. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The black haired girl snored and growled at her,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Freak! You look like the undead!” She yelled at her, clearly irritated. Heaven laughed, which made Brandon yelp in surprise. Heaven’s voice became demonic and evil,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><em>“Honey,”</em> she said, her voice extremely frightening,”<em> you have met the undead before and I don’t think you want to piss them off…”</em> Both girls began to back away, then the blonde one dived under the table,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Mayfield, I think we should leave them alone…” Mayfield laughed,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“She’s faking! I know it. Duh.” Heaven came up to her and touched her, Heaven’s skin colder than dry ice. Mayfield winced in pain, and then took off running and screaming like a girl in a horror film. The blonde girl, who name nobody knew, began to shake underneath the table, crying. Heaven sighed, knowing how this girl felt, and turned back into herself,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“I’m sorry…I get angry sometimes and I can’t control it…” She helped up the girl,”So...Ummm,” The girl sighed,</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">“Jerti…mynameisjerti…” she said quickly.(this chaper isn't even close to finished, so shut it)</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">To be continued...</span></h4>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Alrighty, if my computer gets faster by tommorow...then I'll post alittle somethin' somethin', okay? If I don't, that's 'cause of school...</span></h4>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0Most of where I do all my artistic/writing crap38.958745 -81.76340838.9579735 -81.764642 38.9595165 -81.762174tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-23665437819355307642012-02-24T12:54:00.001-08:002012-02-24T12:54:25.383-08:00Meet me now!<a href="<a href="http://web1.ourworld.com/ow/tracking?source=assoc_widget&user_id=58849142"><img">http://web1.ourworld.com/ow/tracking?source=assoc_widget&user_id=58849142"><img</a> src="<a href="http://s3-www.ourworld.com/shared/i7/players/g588/group58849/user58849142/promo.png?v=15"/></a">http://s3-www.ourworld.com/shared/i7/players/g588/group58849/user58849142/promo.png?v=15"/></a</a>><br />
Meet me, Bellie Crosswire. we can chat, have funn, and even RAISE DRAGONS! Come on! what are you wait on? Santa ana?HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-31798081115753592842012-02-17T13:04:00.000-08:002012-02-17T13:04:23.136-08:00A poem for Spikeman Stillard<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/UG7BUNNLIU0?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="color: #660000;">"<em>It was the trees first</em>"Fredrick tells me<br />
It's raining but the rain is light and warm.<br />
And the sky is not all close to all of us like it gets<br />
sometimes. it's way up there with<br />
some stars showing through<br />
<u><em>'Early summer sky</em></u>,' Linsay says,<u><em>'Almost late</em></u>.'<br />
And when she says that, I said<br />
" </span><span style="color: #660000;"><u><em>Hey Bellie, great title <br />
for a poem, right?"</em></u><br />
"</span><span style="color: #660000;"><em>You've got a<br />
tender heart, Spikeman."</em> <br />
That's what my girlfreind tells me.<br />
I've got a tender heart.<br />
That's bad. A bad thing to have.<br />
And I'm the one who has it.<br />
<br />
She chuckled,"</span><span style="color: #660000;"><em> It's not a<br />
bad thing to have</em>." Fredrick hissed<br />
at her,"<em>Yes, For a hybrid vampire werewolf, it 'tis."</em><br />
A black rose peeked behind my <br />
back, "<em>Happy Valintines day, my love</em>." <br />
She blushed," </span><span style="color: #660000;"><em>You do have<br />
A tender heart</em>." and kissed me.<br />
Hey. Mabie I have to achknolage.<br />
That my tender heart is here.<br />
To stay. for as long<br />
as I live</span></span> <br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><div style="text-align: right;">(ps, The video has nothing to do with this poem, so don't ask.)</div><a name='more'></a></blockquote></blockquote>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-73676907891630949112012-02-17T12:50:00.000-08:002012-02-17T12:50:16.763-08:00Evil ways is FINNALLY done!<li class="f" usr=""><strong usr="">Listening to:</strong> Poker Face (Dj Fisun Extended Mix) </li><br />
<li class="f a" usr=""><strong usr="">Reading:</strong> this </li><br />
<li class="f" usr=""><strong usr="">Watching:</strong> regular show </li><br />
<li class="f a" usr=""><strong usr="">Playing:</strong> on the computer </li><br />
<li class="f" usr=""><strong usr="">Eating:</strong> Chex mix </li><br />
<li class="f a" usr=""><strong usr="">Drinking:</strong> water </li><br />
<div class="text" gmindex="9" jquery15209495349211055457="9" name="gmi-TextBoxPreviewStream">Evil Ways<br />
By: Heaven Kent<br />
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Prologue <br />
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This is a story about 8 evil geniuses that fall in love with each other. Wait, that's boring, isn't it? Let me grab a minion to describe them. Heaven smiles at the mini minion.<br />
"Dudette, what's up? Labratt's tinkering in the garage again." Heaven smiles,<br />
"I kinda forgot how ESL begins. Could you please tell me?"<br />
The minion frowned,<br />
"Whatever. ESL stands for Evil ScullZ League and they met when a Spiky haired, lab coat wearing, Metal clawed girl named Professor Labratt blew up Heromart. Superhero 8 was in there going,<br />
"Should I buy the 'glory-glazed' or the 'judging-jelly- dounuts…" When she and Vanessa blew it x100 bigger than normal. It started with them, then Pinkk, Then Labratt made Catapocolypes."<br />
"Can you please tell the story?"<br />
"Yea, why not?" said the minion with a certain swagger . Heaven just glared at him with disgust.<br />
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Chapter 1<br />
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Professor Labratt was, once again, having trouble with her latest doomsday devise in the garage. Small parts are harder to tighten with sharp, metal claws clinging to every magnetic thing . A small, petite figure with a tight, pink/black jumpsuit and a tall figure with a purple army outfit causally walk in. The smallest one is easily getting impatient with every second going by,<br />
"Lab- ratt! Can I PLEASE test it now? How about Now? Please? Now? Hmm?" Labratt was quickly getting annoyed,<br />
"Vanessa. Pinkk . What have I told you about the exceedingly unstable hardware? I don't care if you two gaze, but PLEASE don't push the-"Vanessa pushed a blinking red button, hard. A large and powerful explosion knocked Pinkk through the garage door and unto the cemented driveway with a loud thunk. Labratt hacked, "…Red button…" and begin to asphyxiate the blood imminent out of her leg.<br />
<br />
Chapter 2<br />
<br />
Red Menace, Doktor Frogg, and Voltar are walking Doomageddon when a large and very powerful explosion surges through the neighborhood and flings a girl with a purple army suit through the garage and unto the cemented driveway with a loud thunk. Then, from the house came bickering,<br />
"Oh, so you think it was MY liability?!" <br />
"Well, of course! You trouble me when you persist to ram buttons I straightforwardly told you not to even touch! Why do you think-"Red Menace ran up to the girl in the driveway with deep concern,<br />
" Miss? Miss? Are you alright? D, do you need medical help?" The girl coughed loudly,<br />
"N, no I deal with this almost e, everyday. And my name ain't 'miss', It's Pinkk, Pinkk Hench girl ." Red, after looking at the smoke creeping out of the garage, yelled at the others,<br />
"Hey you guys, go see if the others need assistance!" Frogg and Voltar ran in to see that the arguing had subsided and the two girls where in the choking position, on their knees. A sea of black flame appeared with a cat , clearly please that the dispute had stopped quickly.<br />
"Green handle…Green Handle…" The taller girls begin to chant wretchedly. Frogg raced over and pulled down the green handle. Both of the girls sighed in immediate relief. <br />
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<br />
"Yes, I-"Both girls malformed in amass on the dusty, garage floor. Frogg, smiled with utter glee as he helped up the girl with a lab coat,<br />
"What are you, some kind of psychotic mad scientist?" She smiled mischievously ,<br />
"And what was your transparent, rogue name?" She spit fire like a snake with venom. He smiled torridly,<br />
"Doktor Frogg. And may I say… you have a very wicked sense of translations. What is your name?" She grinned teasingly. She could be a tumultuous as she wanted and he wouldn't be the least provoked. She, dissimilar to Pinkk, always has her shield up, always. <br />
"I am, of course, the nefarious Professor Labratt." Pinkk and the others begin to clean up what remained of the garage. About 3 hours ( and 3000 trash bags ) later, the garage looks just like new (except without a garage door) Pinkk offered the other's lunch( it was almost 3:30pm at that time) for a reward for their grueling exertion they helped them with. The others glowingly recognize with self-importance. <br />
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<br />
Chapter 3 <br />
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"No! How's that even POSIBLE?!" Labratt said appallingly as she chatted with Doktor Frogg about how many times that Frogg and she was electrocuted. He just smiled and laughed,<br />
"Yes! And over 240'000 hertz came through my body …" and they continued their conversation. Doomageddon appeared in a green portal type flame and begin to tease Frogg extremely enthusiastic as Labratt watched aghast . After about 5 minutes, Doomie was getting very jaded with the mauling and transferred to the couch. He rolled over and fell sound like the dead. Labratt was horrified to the point of despair,<br />
"Doktor,-"<br />
"Professor, you can call me Frogg."<br />
"Fine, Whatever, Frogg! Why did you let such a ghastly creature hassle you like that?!" Catapocolypes slithered to the kitchen and inaudibly stood behind Frogg, then snorted loud and deep. Frogg looked up at the ceiling fan and smacked head first into the wall. Labratt cracked up and helped Doktor Frogg. He groaned. Voltar, after much consideration, began,<br />
"The League of Super Evil must go! We have a VERY important meeting now ." Red menace whined,<br />
"Do we HAVE to?" Voltar nodded. Catapocolypes showed them the door while flirting with Doomageddon.<br />
<br />
Chapter 4<br />
<br />
Exactly when Catapocolypes shut the door, Vanessa began to telling off Pinkk,<br />
"PINKK! How many times do I have to say it? NO accepting help from other Villains! We… Just…ugh! Never mind! Why'd you let those LOSEr's in?!" Labratt tried to change the subject,<br />
"Well, we wouldn't be in this chaos if you didn't push the self-destruct button…" Vanessa, clearly bothered, ran into her room and slammed the door, HARD. <br />
"First the explosion, now this?! Ugh, Pinkk, where's the pain pills?!" Pinkk finally finished the dishes and dried her hands nervously,<br />
"I think in the office. Hey, could you not tell Vanessa that I think that Red guy was really charming?" Labratt stared at her in confusion,<br />
"As long as you don't tell her that I think that Doktor frog was endearing …" Pinkk Smirked,<br />
"I KNEW IT!! You guys totally had Zymrurgyology!" Labratt's face whet from relived to confused in a second,<br />
"Zymrurgyology? I think you mean Chemistry. Zymrurgyology is the study of Plant fermentation…."<br />
Pinkk fell asleep as Labratt yammered on about the solar system to Zodiac Meanings .<br />
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<br />
Chapter 5<br />
<br />
When the boys got home, Voltar began to reprimand Red,<br />
"RED! What was that? What are we now, Superheroes ?!"<br />
Frogg tried to change the subject,<br />
"Superhero's? No, No. But, I did like that "Labratt" girl. She's very immoralist…"Voltar finally began to think,<br />
"Well, they could be a great asset to the League of Super Evil. With a Vampire, she could torture Steve…"He Grinned,<br />
"Also, with a supernatural and Ghost we could run everybody outta town !" Red was eager to get to work on the project. Frogg was skeptic,<br />
"Voltar. How are WE going to induce four malevolence girls to join without ANY means of psyche power ?" Voltar smiled with a plan,<br />
"With a eat out…" Red looked at him quizzily,<br />
"Like a blind date?" Voltar blushed with embarrassment,<br />
"No! Uh, like a lunch in or something…" Frogg spit toxin,<br />
"Oh, Lemme guess, Villaynes ?! Remember how well THAT twisted absent?!" Voltar was steaming with anger,<br />
"We'll make a reservation…RED! You call them. Frogg and I will go ask the girls 9 hrs before, which would be…" Red glowed with joy,<br />
"9:00pm!! This is AWSOME!!"<br />
<br />
<br />
Chapter 6<br />
<br />
"Ok Minions , if this does work, all of you get a vacation. If it doesn't, or explodes, then no vacation until it works." said Labratt to her tiny minions. One of the minions started to break-dance. Labratt blushed,<br />
"No, doesn't-"A knock on the door made the minion mess up while doing the worm. It slammed its head onto the machine, knocking it over, spilling a beaker of Heliumite unto another. The other minion began to float high up into the sky. Labratt sighed,<br />
"Good Evil, Not again. Be right back to cure Olli of his… floatability…I deduce?" She ran to the door thinking<br />
'It's probably the mayor, trying to bust us for something'<br />
She opened the door to see Doktor Frogg and Voltar dressed up with a bouquet of flowers. She was Skeptic,<br />
"Yes?" Frogg blushed with clear embarrassment,<br />
"W, w, w, whould you and the girls," He stammered," –Like to go out to eat with us." She looked at him,<br />
"Uh sure," Her machine blew up , making smoke fills her figure,"Yea, considering that my machine just blew up, yea…" She closed the door,<br />
"Girls were going on a date!!"<br />
<br />
Chapter 7<br />
<br />
"Bonjoir Jules. We have a reservation…" Jules gawked at Labratt,<br />
"Uh, yes madam. Table for eight, I presume?" Labratt and the others followed Jules LeSimion to a large table with a black top. Everyone sat down and gave him their order. Labratt, being a mad scientist, pulled out her data notebook and began to chat with Doktor Frogg on how Pinkk confused Chemistry with Zymurgyology, and how low her brainwaves really are. After a while, Voltar got impaction,<br />
"Labratt, Look up! Frogg, that also means you too."<br />
They both looked up in sync, just to accidentally lock eyes with each other . Both turned redder than an apple and looked down again, to embarrassed to say anything. After a big dialogue on why Voltar dressed up Frogg as a Bandango, The complimentary rolls appeared in the hands of a Ninja Waiter . The waiter set down the rolls and stared at Labratt with awe. <br />
"What ? Are you jealous?" Vanessa said with pride. The waiter blushed and vanished with a smoke bomb. Doktor Frogg and Professor Labratt reached for the rolls for the same time, just for their mechanical claws to touch. Both of their faces blushed with clear awkwardness. Labratt stood up,<br />
"I…uh…Sorry, I didn't plan that, at all …" She laughed fearfully and ran out the door, to wherever. Catapocolypes and Doomageddon inwards together, with yellow and black mixing with certain evilness, and nuzzled each other. Then, vanished. Vanessa and Voltar began to reprimand Frogg, not noticing that he was already gone, drug out by Doomie .<br />
<br />
Chapter 8<br />
<br />
"And, I mean, come on! I'm a mad Scientist, not Cupid…" Said Labratt worryingly. <br />
"Labratt…my evil descendant…oh never mind. Do you really wanna come home to France ?" Vanessa came storming into Labratt's room, clearly mad.<br />
"LABRATT!! What was THAT?!" Labratt sighed,<br />
"I'm gonna have to call you back, Percy …" "What?"<br />
"What happened back in Villanynes?!" Vanessa growled. Labratt sighed,<br />
"Do you even know what REALLY happened?"<br />
"Well, yea. You and Frogg held claws, and then you ran off…"<br />
"It was more than that… I, I can't explain it. But, when I held claws with him…Something came over me… it wasn't bad, like normal…It was g, g, g, good …"<br />
Vanessa gasped at the announcement. <br />
"Pinkk and I had the same feelings!" Labratt stood,<br />
"And this is why," she grabbed her car keys and her suitcases,<br />
"I'm going home…Tell Pinkk I'm sorry for the...Overdue vision …"<br />
An overdue vision means leaving forever and never coming back…<br />
<br />
Chapter 9<br />
<br />
"FRANCE?! She's going to France ?" Frogg said with sadness,<br />
"I'm… yea, she's going for and emergency…Could you hand the phone to Voltar?" Frogg was just quivering,<br />
"W, w, w, why? And why do you want Voltar?!"<br />
He shoved the phone into Voltar's tiny hands and went to the yard outside . Red came outside,<br />
"What's wrong?" <br />
"Nothing…"<br />
Voltar came out of the house,<br />
"FROGG! RED!! We have a new mission! Everyone in the V- mobile !!"<br />
Red looked at him,<br />
"Mission? What-"<br />
"Don't question me, Red !" <br />
<br />
Chapter 10<br />
<br />
"What have I gotten myself into ?" Labratt questioned herself as she grabbed her passport and ticket. The V-mobile veered into the Airport's parking lot, leaving 4 skid marks as everyone got out and ran in. Doktor Frogg grabbed Labratt by the shoulder. She yelped,<br />
"A little grabby eh, Superhero 8 ?" He turned her around,<br />
"Superhero 8?" He questioned. She began to squirm,<br />
"Frogg, My family-"He kissed her keenly and calmly on the lips. They both blushed, their faces crimson like holly berry. <br />
"Frogg, I-"Frogg frowned,<br />
"You are staying right? And if you leave, may we come? Or, at least, me ?" She grimaced,<br />
"I…I could possibly just call or Video chat with them…"<br />
Everyone smiled. Pinkk and Red's hands held together, Voltar and Vanessa's love burning like a black flame . <br />
Labratt laughed happily,<br />
"Well, this was an Evil ever after, wasn't it ?"<br />
<br />
Chapter 11<br />
<br />
"Or is it?" The minion laughed hysterically. Heaven looked at him, scared.<br />
"What do you mean,' or is it?'" The minion sighed without dignity,<br />
"Well, Labatt didn't say that at the end and there's more to the story then that." Heaven thwaped him on the head,<br />
"Well then, tell me the rest of the story. Idiot." He stumbled backwards,<br />
"Fine fine. Yesh." And rubbed the side of his head that was hit.<br />
<br />
Chapter 12<br />
<br />
Labratt and the crew where finally headed home when Labratt's Phone rang to We Didn't Start the Fire. Frogg finally looked at her,<br />
"I think someone's calling you." She blushed,<br />
"No, Someone texted me." She pulled out the Scull-looking Cell Phone. She clicked on one of the messages. The message appeared,<br />
'Labratt!! Where are you?! I thought you'd be at the FA by now? LY, Percy: 3'<br />
And another message appeared,<br />
'LABRATT!! OMG! The Golden scull of Acoulstus is missing!#0#! ~~Caymmor~~<br />
Labratt red the last one and panicked. Vanessa took one look at Labratt and laughed,<br />
"What? Did Heromart finally get rebuilt?"<br />
Labratt's voice was high,<br />
"No, THE GOLDEN SCULL OF ACULSTUS IS MISSING!"<br />
<br />
Chapter 13<br />
<br />
Being electrocuted is almost like hitting your funny bone extremely hard. Now, multiply that by, atlesast a Bazillions and hit it throughout you body. That's nothing to laugh about. That's what Labratt felt as she reached for her phone as her claws where wet. Stupid water.<br />
"Ugh!" Labratt said as she tried to get up. Her hair was beginning to turn a brunette. <br />
"Labratt!" Vanessa, Voltar, Frogg, Red, and Pinkk was looking down at her. She gasped, clearly in shock,<br />
"I, I know where the Golden Scull IS!" Vanessa hopped up and down happily,<br />
"Yea ya! Wait…Where is it?!" Labratt sighed deeply as Frogg helped her up,<br />
"It's gonna need a machine to help detect it…Frogg and I will take the responsibility to make it." Pinkk was uneasy,<br />
"Well then, you two better get to work!'<br />
<br />
Chapter 14<br />
<br />
The Next afternoon…<br />
Zzzzzz! Zzzzzz! Tzzzzzzzz!<br />
"I'm guessing Beta and Alpha emissions don't mix easily!" Labratt said, while trying to stabilize the electrodes while Frogg was busy with Nuclear Fission. A loud scream made both scientists slip up, slashing Labratt's side and made a screwdriver forcefully into Frogg's Hand.<br />
"Frogg-.Don't-." Labratt Fainted. Frogg looked at his bloody hand, his claws were gone. He blacked out.. <br />
"…fog...Bat..." Labratt was slowing coming to.<br />
"Frogg? Labratt? Oh My God! I'm calling 911!" Lights out. Labratt blacked out as she saw the 60 mm slash from her pelvis to her knee. Blood and Technology was everywhere as the paramedics drove to the hospital.<br />
<br />
Chapter 15<br />
Frogg was groggy,<br />
"What? W, where am I ?"' He questioned as he saw the blood bags, the white marble, and heard a voice distant,<br />
"What? Ok, fine. I'll tell them when they wake up." Frogg was still a little foggy,<br />
"Where the science is I?" someone groaned loudly. Frogg looked to his left to see Labratt with bandages from her pelvis to her metatarsals. She groaned again, clearly in pain and her claw just barely touched a blood bag. He jus stared at her with a burning passion. She awoke quickly then groaned,<br />
"NEWTRONS! Ugh, dull pain! Dull pain!" Her hair was now 20% brunette and 80% grey. She panicked,<br />
"Frogg! Oh my God, I'm so idiotic! Let's Go!" She tried to get up, but couldn't. A large boom made a book fall from nowhere. The book opened to a page:<br />
1/0 N + 238/92 U – 239/92 U<br />
239/92- 239/93 Np+ 0/-1<br />
239/94Pu+0/-1 E<br />
Breeder Reactors<br />
XY2=X2YL12422/4<br />
<br />
"What the?' Dr. Cox came in furious,<br />
"WHAT IS THIS?" he screamed. Frogg and Labratt looked at each other,<br />
"We don't know…" He transformed into an evil looking vampire. Labratt was quickly trying to regenerate, but it was no use. Cox brought out a bronze and gold scull,<br />
"Looking for this?"<br />
<br />
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<tr><td bgcolor="#1e90ff" width="15"></td><td><b><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=4420108901750380162#Season_1:_2011-2012">1</a></b></td><td>20</td><td align="center" width="140">October 8, 2011</td><td>February 11, 2012</td></tr>
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<tr><th style="background-color: dodgerblue; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Episode #</span></th><th style="background-color: dodgerblue; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Episode Title</span></th><th style="background-color: dodgerblue; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Air Date</span></th><th style="background-color: dodgerblue; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">Production code</span></th></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep1">1</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>The Perfect Duo</b>"</td><td>October 8, 2011</td><td id="pc101">101</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">Rodney starts his first game show, but Edward wonders what will happened if the show doesn't go as he hoped. </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep2">2</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Tools of Destruction</b>"</td><td>October 15, 2011</td><td id="pc102">102</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">Edward brought home the most dangerous weapons in the world. Right after he set them in the table, Rodney tried the weapons themselves, but ends up destroying the city. </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep3">3</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Rodney Goes Commando</b>"</td><td>October 22, 2011</td><td id="pc103">103</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">Rodney goes to the commando school and learns how to be a dictator, but when he tries to lead a war, he calls in Ken Shepard to help him out. </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep4">4</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>The Ottawa Games</b>"</td><td>October 29, 2011</td><td id="pc104">104</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">Edward, Rodney, and their friends compete in the Ottawa Games, but when a huge storm hits through, one of them has to survive the final race. </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep5">5</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Edward and Rodney in Transylvania</b>"</td><td>October 31, 2011</td><td id="pc105">105</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">Edward and Rodney took a wrong turn when they were going to Switzerland and ended up in a vampire infested facility in Transylvania, where Edward gets chased by Bellie Crosswire and her freinds for what he said to her online. Rodney laughs as Bellie's boyfreind, spikeman(who looks similar to Trevor Troublemeyer) Attacks him. </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep6">6</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Meditation Skills</b>"</td><td>November 5, 2011</td><td id="pc106">106</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">Since Rodney has a habit for mindless destruction, Edward has no choice but to send him to therapy and teach him how to control his habits. </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep7">7</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Mindless Talent</b>"</td><td>November 12, 2011</td><td id="pc107">107</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep8">8</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Friday Night Grease</b>"</td><td>November 19, 2011</td><td id="pc108">108</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep9">9</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>The Smell of Thanksgiving</b>"</td><td>November 26, 2011</td><td id="pc109">109</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep10">10</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Saturday Night is All Right for Rodney</b>"</td><td>December 3, 2011</td><td id="pc110">110</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep11">11</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Robots Among Us</b>"</td><td>December 10, 2011</td><td id="pc111">111</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep12">12</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Edward's Secret Life</b>"</td><td>December 17, 2011</td><td id="pc112">112</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep13">13</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Once Upon a Rodney</b>"</td><td>December 24, 2011</td><td id="pc113">113</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep14">14</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>The Revenge of The Teenage Vampires</b>"</td><td>December 31, 2011</td><td id="pc114">114</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep15">15</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Have You Seen The News?</b>"</td><td>January 7, 2012</td><td id="pc115">115</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep16">16</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Who's Your Genius?</b>"</td><td>January 14, 2011</td><td id="pc116">116</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep17">17</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>The Edward We See Today</b>"</td><td>January 21, 2012</td><td id="pc117">117</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep18">18</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>All 4 One</b>"</td><td>January 28, 2012</td><td id="pc118">118</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep19">19</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Driven Off The Wall</b>"</td><td>February 4, 2012</td><td id="pc119">119</td></tr>
<tr><td class="description" colspan="4" style="border-bottom: #1e90ff 3px solid;">TBA </td></tr>
<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep20">20</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>The Greatest Cruise</b>"</td><td>February 11, 2012</td><td id="pc120">120</td></tr>
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<tr class="vevent" style="background: #f2f2f2; text-align: center;"><td id="ep1">1</td><td class="summary" style="text-align: left;">"<b>Snow Leopard in the House</b>"</td><td>June 2, 2012</td><td id="pc201">201</td></tr>
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</div>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-9155498208229052552011-09-19T13:36:00.001-07:002011-09-19T13:36:24.607-07:00Alrighty then...Sooo, i sorta forgot about blogger for a while... But!I'm finnaly gonna start a book. I ain't so popular right now,but i'll sky rocket,any comments? Just asking,if you like when i blog,comment plzHDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-21163999635495910552011-07-22T09:22:00.000-07:002011-07-22T09:22:17.011-07:00Music Beats through our veins.:))Music can make or break you. Weather it's marching band or at a rock concert, you can always rely on music. My contestants know that all too well. Most of them don't have rhythm and wouldn't know B# to a G". It's sad,so very sad.:(((HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-66872074750425158862011-07-22T09:18:00.000-07:002011-07-22T09:18:24.477-07:00Total Drama Life Episode 7: Karaoke Charity Part 2<iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zANzdyN_ysY?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Music Beats Though the veins of TTD!!!!!!!:))HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-49202971421945846972011-07-18T09:17:00.001-07:002011-07-18T09:17:51.228-07:00BoredHDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-26068880674606848432011-07-14T06:12:00.000-07:002011-07-14T06:12:44.141-07:00Pepsi or Coke?(these AREN"T drugs) Ever hear the song,"Your love is My drug."?? Well, Sometimes it can lead to people doing drugs or even suiside. Trust me, once your rejected, yoou feel hurt or mad, but, it's ok, there are people out there you really do care and will care if you do suiside. Think B4 you ACT.<br />
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Nurse BelleHDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-23686825664532898802011-07-12T08:07:00.000-07:002011-07-12T08:07:31.300-07:00Paintball Wars and Vampire love<span style="color: #990000;">Beware!!!! Never buy </span><span style="color: purple;">purple paitballs from GoodWill(their defective) oh,and if you read my blogs, please,</span><strong><span style="background-color: #ffd966; color: #0c343d; font-size: x-large;">Please post a Comment!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">Thank You Very Much.<3</span></strong>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-68225373270581962382011-07-12T07:59:00.000-07:002011-07-12T07:59:26.395-07:00Paintball shooter<strong>Paintballs really hurt when you get shot in the butt. I should know, My boss yesterday shot me.</strong>HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-81175636416608905682011-07-12T07:35:00.000-07:002011-07-12T07:35:58.595-07:00Teen Depression & Suicide: Teens Surviving the Storm<iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/o1hSpxC_G24?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Guys,You CAN find hope in the darkness. 2/5 teens die everyday from teen deppresstion. It hurts i I know, I Have had this. I know it hurts and Don't worry,you can get help!! 1-800-helplineHDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4420108901750380162.post-72288864170912763412011-07-02T07:32:00.001-07:002011-07-02T07:32:52.700-07:00*blink*late night bites(Eric and Trevor are Wondering around an old grave,when suddenly,they see a slim figure "fly" past them)<br />
Eric:Is That A Vampire?!?!(Whimpers)<br />
Trevor:Yea Dude,Idont know,but dude,she's pretty hot !!<br />
Eric:(confused)How did you know She wasn't a he??<br />
(Vampire attacks Eric playfully)<br />
Vampire:just because I'm a vamp., dosen't mean you can snoop around at night and.....<br />
Trevor:Pretty......<br />
Vampire(whispering to eric):He's an idiot,isn't he??<br />
Eric:(Whispering) Yes,he is,now get off me<br />
Vampire:(gets off of eric and looks offened)Well,(flashes fangs) good bye for now<br />
(Vampire turns invisable)<br />
Eric:hmmmm,agian,how' d you know that the vamp-<br />
(Vampire appers next to Trevor)<br />
Vampire:Hi Trevor<br />
Trevor:Hi Bellie,how u doin<br />
(Bellie vanishes)<br />
Bellie:you tell me<br />
(two days laterTrevor and Eric are at a fast food restarant,eating, when a slim figure "flys" past them agion)<br />
Bellie: Trevor,vhere are you?HDhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01846206928978785900noreply@blogger.com0