Angelina Jolie, wife of the major-hottie Brad Pitt(atleast i think theyre still together), recently starred in a semi-animated movie as a golden she-creature that lives in water and haunts the men whom she enchants. Ah...now the interesting part. To add to her new golden ensemble Jolie got herself nice pointy horns and a long golden tail to match. The facts are that shes the one who's cursed an entire nation and only if the man she has, um, infatuated, kills her, will the curse be lifted. So using the ingenious identity of 2 + 2 = 4, Angelina Jolie is a right out She-Devil.
Airman takes to the Skies! Eoin Colfer, the mega-bestselling author of Artemis Fowl, decided to bring a new charactor into sketch. Airman is the story of a brilliant man, a genius like another charactor of his(not sure who), who uses his brilliance to get him in and out of the toughest of situations. A genius who is misunderstood and, I quote, "takes to the air"!. As Eoin Colfer himself says ".....No leprechauns(LEPRecon), no fairies. Science fiction. A true 19th Century Batman...." Now thats gotto be worth reading..
And again quoting from Publishers Weekly ".....Conor Broekhart’s superpower is his brain, and he uses his smarts to fight tyranny. A tour de force...." Airman releases to the public on 3rd January 2008. All Artemis Fowl fans (like myself) will with no doubt want to read Eoin Colfers latest masterpiece. As for the rest, hopefully my review will get you flocking towards the bookstore.
Ever wonder what Artemis Fowl looks like? This boy genius, criminal mastermind, and anonymous psychologist, has been thoroughly described in the book. But do you know exactly what he looks like? Captain Holly Short, of Section Eight. Slim frame, auburn hair, hazel eyes, brown skin and ,naturally, pointed ears. Is that enough to see her? Commander Julius "Beet" Root. Face is always in a red hue, earning him the afforementioned nickname. Of course these few words alone wont make his appearance clear, will it? So Eoin Colfer though of something else. Artemis Fowl is now being released as a graphic novel. Artemis Fowl: The Graphic Novel shows the child prodigy as he is, his bitter-sweet relationship with Captain Short, and, of course, his friendship with Butler, his, um, butler. Artemis Fowl:The Graphic Novel will soon be released into stores near you.
A Bee Movie is a new animated film on, yes you guessed it, bees. The story is about a certain bee, a Barry B. Benson(voiced by Jerry Seinfeld),who has just graduated from college. His choice of career, honey making, has left he disillusioned and diasappointed. Outside the hive, Barry's life is saved by a human, Venessa(voiced by Rene Zellweger), who works as a flourist in New York City. A friendship blossoms between the honey-maker and human. Through this Barry finds that humans have been taking their honey! Subsequently he decides, using his might and brain power, to sue them. Us.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Harry Potter and the Lost Memories
An eighteen year-old Harry Potter ran through the wide doors into the hall of the Ministry of Magic. He was followed by his two best friends. His face was flushed with pride and he wore a huge grin. Ron and Hermione were at his side, panting and sweating.
Ron let out a deep breath."Bloody hell! Why did we have to run, Harry? Apparating would have been easier." Despire his agitated tone, he, too, was grinning.
Harry didn't reply. He was gazing at the statue in front of him. He was thankful to see the statue brought by the Death Eaters was gone and the original one was back
"um, Harry?"
Hermione hovered nervously behind him. "Are you sure i should be here?".
"Aw, lighten up, Hermione!", Ron roared,"Now that we're Aurors,"he puffed out his cest proudly,"we're entitled to bring a visitor."
"But not on your first day!"
Ron shook his head."Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. We don't need to worry about getting in trouble. We got in on pure skill."
"You only got in because I helped you."
"And it doesn't hurt that Kingsley's Minister now",Harry added.
Ron looked at Harry in disbelief,"Whose side are you on?!"
"I'm not on any side!"
"Well you should be! On mine!"
"-well aware of the situtation, Kingsley"
The three of them swerved around to find the source of the new voice. They found it.
There were two other people in the room. One was Kingsley Shacklebolt. The other was a woman. She was young, possibly in her mid-twenties, but the scars on her face, the pain in her eyes and her stern expression gave her the appearance of a much older woman. Her hair fell down to her hips. It was jet black, slightly matted in dirt and what appeared to be blood and looked like it hadn't been combed in years. Her hands were covered with cuts and bruises. There were two scars on her face. One ran fron just beneath her right eye to the top of her lip. This one was red, like it had recently been opened. The other ran straight through her left eye. They gave her a somewhat demonic look. She was saying something. Harry decided to listen.
"I am more concerned about your so-called plan to resolve it. No doubt Professor McGonagall will be making an inquiry." she said sternly.
"Well I can hardly blame her."said Kingsley in his deep voice."The meer thought of the Death Eaters arising without Voldemort was laughable a month ago. But now, not only have they revived but they are making full on attacks to innocent civilians."
The woman snorted and muttered something about just how innocent Minerve McGonangall was.............
.............To Be Continued.............
Ron let out a deep breath."Bloody hell! Why did we have to run, Harry? Apparating would have been easier." Despire his agitated tone, he, too, was grinning.
Harry didn't reply. He was gazing at the statue in front of him. He was thankful to see the statue brought by the Death Eaters was gone and the original one was back
"um, Harry?"
Hermione hovered nervously behind him. "Are you sure i should be here?".
"Aw, lighten up, Hermione!", Ron roared,"Now that we're Aurors,"he puffed out his cest proudly,"we're entitled to bring a visitor."
"But not on your first day!"
Ron shook his head."Hermione, Hermione, Hermione. We don't need to worry about getting in trouble. We got in on pure skill."
"You only got in because I helped you."
"And it doesn't hurt that Kingsley's Minister now",Harry added.
Ron looked at Harry in disbelief,"Whose side are you on?!"
"I'm not on any side!"
"Well you should be! On mine!"
"-well aware of the situtation, Kingsley"
The three of them swerved around to find the source of the new voice. They found it.
There were two other people in the room. One was Kingsley Shacklebolt. The other was a woman. She was young, possibly in her mid-twenties, but the scars on her face, the pain in her eyes and her stern expression gave her the appearance of a much older woman. Her hair fell down to her hips. It was jet black, slightly matted in dirt and what appeared to be blood and looked like it hadn't been combed in years. Her hands were covered with cuts and bruises. There were two scars on her face. One ran fron just beneath her right eye to the top of her lip. This one was red, like it had recently been opened. The other ran straight through her left eye. They gave her a somewhat demonic look. She was saying something. Harry decided to listen.
"I am more concerned about your so-called plan to resolve it. No doubt Professor McGonagall will be making an inquiry." she said sternly.
"Well I can hardly blame her."said Kingsley in his deep voice."The meer thought of the Death Eaters arising without Voldemort was laughable a month ago. But now, not only have they revived but they are making full on attacks to innocent civilians."
The woman snorted and muttered something about just how innocent Minerve McGonangall was.............
.............To Be Continued.............
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
The Vampire Slayer
250 years ago, then world was not known for its cleanliness or generosity. Quite the opposite, in fact. The roads were not roads are much as flat dry mud. The shops were empty, money was scarce. And most hospitals spewed out the dead without so much as batting an eyelid. To make things worse there was rebellion afoot. Not just one but two. The humans wished to overthrow the vampires and the vampires wished to overthrow the Master Vampire. But ill explain that later. But if you take away the war, the dirt, the deaths, the disappearances, the vampires the corruption and the lack of morals...well, life's just dandy, ain't it?
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Simpleton's was one of the worst hospitals in the state. The doctors were young and inexperienced. The beds were infested with bugs. The rooms were small and cramped. The equipment was old, dust-covered, and virtually useless. Naturally, the hospital was always empty. So when you've swallowed half a bottle of poison, have been running from your family, hidden from the world for the last 3 years and are about to go into labour, Simpleton's the best place to go. Right?
A woman entered the hospital. She was weak, pregnant and tired. She was slowly using her senses and slipping away from conciousness. Staggering over to the counter, she spluttered something about needing a room and doctor. While the poison in her stomach was not visible, the large lump was. She was admitted. She threw herself onto the mouldy cot. The squeeking could've been heard a hundred miles away but that wasnt her priority at the moment and she'd spent three years living in barns and trees. She didn't need luxury to survive.
The window slipped open for a second. Something was flying around the room. She didn't need to open her eyes to see what it was.
"Draco. Come sit."
The thing flew to her bedside. It was a bat. But not for long. It folded its wings behind it and slowly its features began to change. It began to grow to a huge size. It's head and body began to mold into human features. In a second, a young man stood next to her. His hair was dark black and slicked back. His chin was pointed and jutted out in a way that some people(not me!) found attractive. He was smiling, but there was no happiness in his smile. The last thing that changed were his eyes. From beady black eyes they turned an emerald green. Like they glowed in the dark. He stared at the woman intently,"My old friend. What have you done to yourself?"
"Nothing the world wouldnt have already done, darling. Why have you come?"
"To join my friend at her death." Short. simple and to the point.
Her eyes were still closed."Ah so the rebellion begins. And what of you? Will you fight? Or will you allow them to destroy what you've built?"
Something flashed through his eyes. Defeat. Shame."I have no choice. My will is theres."
Her eyes fluttered open,"Then this is the perfect time for me to die."
They clasped each others hands. He leaned towards her...he beared his fangs knowing he would regret this for the rest of his life...
A woman was found and reported dead in a room of the Simpleton's hospital. The cause of her death was reported as poison and unstable labour. The baby was fine except for a few minor injuries. No deformities were found. In fact people were so preoccupied with the baby and the publicity he was getting that nobody noticed the two holes on the side of her neck. Two hols that looked extraordinarily like fang marks..........
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Simpleton's was one of the worst hospitals in the state. The doctors were young and inexperienced. The beds were infested with bugs. The rooms were small and cramped. The equipment was old, dust-covered, and virtually useless. Naturally, the hospital was always empty. So when you've swallowed half a bottle of poison, have been running from your family, hidden from the world for the last 3 years and are about to go into labour, Simpleton's the best place to go. Right?
A woman entered the hospital. She was weak, pregnant and tired. She was slowly using her senses and slipping away from conciousness. Staggering over to the counter, she spluttered something about needing a room and doctor. While the poison in her stomach was not visible, the large lump was. She was admitted. She threw herself onto the mouldy cot. The squeeking could've been heard a hundred miles away but that wasnt her priority at the moment and she'd spent three years living in barns and trees. She didn't need luxury to survive.
The window slipped open for a second. Something was flying around the room. She didn't need to open her eyes to see what it was.
"Draco. Come sit."
The thing flew to her bedside. It was a bat. But not for long. It folded its wings behind it and slowly its features began to change. It began to grow to a huge size. It's head and body began to mold into human features. In a second, a young man stood next to her. His hair was dark black and slicked back. His chin was pointed and jutted out in a way that some people(not me!) found attractive. He was smiling, but there was no happiness in his smile. The last thing that changed were his eyes. From beady black eyes they turned an emerald green. Like they glowed in the dark. He stared at the woman intently,"My old friend. What have you done to yourself?"
"Nothing the world wouldnt have already done, darling. Why have you come?"
"To join my friend at her death." Short. simple and to the point.
Her eyes were still closed."Ah so the rebellion begins. And what of you? Will you fight? Or will you allow them to destroy what you've built?"
Something flashed through his eyes. Defeat. Shame."I have no choice. My will is theres."
Her eyes fluttered open,"Then this is the perfect time for me to die."
They clasped each others hands. He leaned towards her...he beared his fangs knowing he would regret this for the rest of his life...
A woman was found and reported dead in a room of the Simpleton's hospital. The cause of her death was reported as poison and unstable labour. The baby was fine except for a few minor injuries. No deformities were found. In fact people were so preoccupied with the baby and the publicity he was getting that nobody noticed the two holes on the side of her neck. Two hols that looked extraordinarily like fang marks..........
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