I finally took my AP European History college-credit-qualifying test; now to see if I qualify :/

Consisted of 80 (easier than anticipated) multiple choice in one hour and 3 essays (that were about as discombobulated as I expected them to be with no time to draft first or rearrange the order of paragraphs) in 1 hour 55 minutes.  DAH, SO GLAD THAT'S OVER *breathes out*

Just watched the latest Transformers Prime on my TV for once; PRIMUS THE SOUND IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN MY LITTLE LAPTOP!!!  In its defense though, my laptop is not meant to play video, only connect to the internet and run programs.  

Predacons on earth that inspired dragon legends...  YUM.
But Shockwave's handling a risky business, cloning a clone.  There are that many more chances for the DNA (or should I say CNA) to be damaged or misordered.  Defects could arise.  Besides, the cells of clones are roughly as old as the cells of the original donor, so these cells ought to be REALLY OLD.  

...Not that I don't think that the ideas in this show (while not scientifically accurate) aren't F*CKING AWESOME.  And Shocks is bad@$$ scientist coughcoughsortofmyidolcough  He actually (besides for the emotionless psychopathic part) reminds me of me.  My knowledge extends far beyond that of simply my field(s) of interest.  I could also probably come up with a good battle strategy given some info about my pawns.  

Enough fanning over Shocks.  SOUNDWAVE YOU FFFFING GENIUS~  GROUNDBRIDGES STUFF RIGHT INTO MEGS'S PALM; NO WONDER THE BIG GUY LIKES YOU~  

I picture Soundwave as a little confused, only doing what he knows how to.  Really good book that this reminds me of: Biohazard By Ken Alibek.  Soviet high-up in the biowarfare system, what he did, how he got there and what he knew.  True story.  He defected and came here after the KGB started tapping his phones and stuff.  Really good book though ^^  go read it (if you can handle science and intense autobiography and Soviet creepiness.  The truth about the Anthrax outbreak at Sverdlovsk (shh-verd-loff-ski; I think...  I asked someone at school how to pronounce it) is in there.  It was NOT contaminated meat O.O).

ANYWAY
I'm with Wheeljack with regards to Ultramagnus.  Which is weird because generally I disapprove of Jackie's recklessness.  But Magnus is reminiscent enough of everybody who tried to suppress my ideas that I have a deep, ingrained hatred for him.  

New hideout is pretty cool~

RATCH YOU BE CAREFUL PLAYING WITH SYNTHETIC ENERGON AGAIN O^O
Also,
Autobots... Y U NO CLONE YOUR OWN PREDACON???  RATCHEE IS SCIENTIFIC ENOUGH.  *though he is more of a chemist than a biologist*

I'm sitting here waiting for Megs to get an upgrade.  Generally he gets promoted first though, and THEN Prime upgrades...  Weeeeeiiird...

Old Kaon:  I have the following sketches:
-Napalm (YAY!) [will post as-is]
-Kid Soundwave overlooking Kaon [will add proper shading and possibly reline]

To do:
-Icons for the letters O, L, D, K, A and N that are cybermushroom-themed.
-Page 2 of Gyroscope meets Soundwave
-Map of Kaon

Red-Rat, I know I owe you stuffs... OnO
-Comic (will be traditional because I lurve drawing your charries with pen C: )
-Background (will be finished first, I almost guarantee it :/)

>>EDIT<<
YAAAY UPLOADED NAPALM'S SKETCH~
If you can't see them here, just click on them.



Also...

I HAVE NEW PETS~
I went out in my yard today hunting for sowbugs (also known as pillbugs or rollie pollies) and found a whole colony underneath a rock in my front yard garden.  I'm keeping about 20 as pets.  They eat detritus and like dark, moist things, so I've provided them with smaller flat rocks like the ones that they were under, old leaves and roots, and I spray their terrarium.  It's in my room C:

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Random Fluff:
I'm so sick of my existence right now...  Not upset or anything, just... really tired.  School's almost over, so maybe I'll get some relief, but there's always SOMETHING hanging over my head...

Also, you know that feeling where you like somebody (as a friend) but you've been around them for hours every day besides weekends and you're a little desparate for space?  DAH.  *flops onto floor*

*mumbles into rug*

I need some alone-ness...

The world is runnin' me down.  Hell if I'll be roadkill though *determined face into rug*
-Whitetip