Pyon Pyon Kyuu!~

All of her duets will be with Ringo though.

Big guy drummer is staring at a trail of ants, guy and grill are looking at my amazingly sexy face, I'm staring into space debating the true meaning and futility of life and the guitarist next to me is searching for UFOs. Real answer: Nothing. But for most of the shoot we were looking at a graffiti that read "H E L L L O" <-- Spelled like that.

Oh hey thanks. This became more of a S E L L O U T post then I was expecting but I guess thanks! I just mostly wanted to show off the shirt but thanks for loving the music.

Grow a beard. You'll live longer.

So I wanted to share something I found kind of funny I did, that I did do deliberately. So this is part me showing off, part me doing publicity, and part me sharing something funny. An article about my band was written and I found the photo they used hilarious. Mostly because it was from a photoshoot where I used a Zelda shirt. So you know, being a fucking nerd makes you a rockstar. Facts.

I mean, there's a ton of dream jobs I could have. Most of it relates to music, sound or voice. I'd like to be a musician, maybe not the world's best bassist since I'm not willing to work for it but play in nice band or simply play as a teacher and earn my due. I'm qualified as a sound technician, so the roadie lifestyle would be epic and I'd also love to work as a sound designer, working for animation or video games in sound. I'd love to be a voice actor or a radio MC, or a tv show presenter. I'd love to be an actor, I'd like to be a teacher, a flight attendant. I'd really love to be a pilot, but that's the only dream that is firmly out of my reach. Overall, life is great when you realize there is a lot of things you love.

Jewel bowed her head as the image of Zane disappeared, but she wasn't sure she had done it in time. Some of the things the emperor said left her with a bit of a sour taste. It's not about the humans. She thought. What could a fae possibly fear in death. She spent half a minute contemplating the problem until she snapped herself out of her trance. "Sir Sey... Sir Serr..." Jewel looked to the side and her face reddened a shade at her tied tongue. She cleared her throat and started all over again. "Mr. Seyr I think the Emperor was clear on our mission. Shall we depart?" She added a bit of a calming smile, maybe to hide her earlier vocal mistake.

Jewel was a bit awestruck by everything, the sudden magic, the teleportation, the aura the Emperor gave out, and the wyvern next to her that could easily swallow her whole. Then again, most creatures can swallow a fairy whole. She took a deep breath before speaking. "Your Greatness, this is the course that will most likely avoid war correct?" She asked, looking directly at the Emperor. "I do not wish war upon anyone, so if this is the way to avoid it I will gladly dedicate myself to the task." Blinking once or twice, she looked to her side and gasped. "My apologies, I'm so sorry I forgot to introduce myself!" She bowed her head and stared at the wyvern. "My name is Jewel. It's pleasure to meet you, Your Greatness, Sir. Wyvern."

As the cork slid off the top of the bottle, the dress fell down in front of Jewel. "Please, look away gentlemen." She grabbed the dress and put it on. Jewel ran her hands through the clothing, feeling the fabric. It almost felt familiar. Fluttering her wings twice, she flew straight up through the bottle's mouth and then flew a few lazy circles around the bottle. When she was sure her wings were undamaged from being cooped up, she flew at head height of one of the guards and bowed her head slightly. "Thank you very much, both of you. While my transportation was a bit stuffy both of you were incredibly kind and gentle. I will make sure to remember that. I will gladly await to be called upon." A little voice in her head was actually really annoyed at having to wait at all. But she didn't have much of a choice. If she tried to run away or escape, the Emperor would know. And the last thing Jewel wanted was to invoke the Emperor's wrath.

With rocks.

Jewel tapped at the glass of the bottle. It was obviously not magical, it would be incredibly easy to break out. But every time Jewel even considered it, she thought about it from the soldier's point of view. No, She thought. I must hear them out. That is the correct thing to do. When they finally told her where they were going she sighed in relief. "Thank you very much, gentlemen. Might I ask your names?" She gave a short pause. "My name is Jewel, I am a faerie as you more than likely know. I will follow you to the palace, but might I be let out of this bottle? It is awfully uncomfortable." She stepped a bit closer to the walls of the bottle, and caught a glimpse of her reflection against the glass. Wh-where did my clothes go!? Jewel gave a squeak of surprise, and fell back. She wrapped her wings around herself, as her face flushed with embarrassment. "E-Excuse me gentlemen! Might I have some clothing? O-obviously you probably do not have spare clothing for a faerie, but give me a few flower petals. Or a piece of silk, a handkerchief! I'll make my own clothing from it, I beg of you."