Below are the 8 most recent journal entries recorded in RamoneCatsopolis' Blurty:

Thursday, April 1st, 2004
9:31 am	Long over do Update I have not written in my journal for quite sometime. Much has happened since my last entry. I dont really know where to begin so I will record events as I recall them. Sort of a stream of concious thing. While tracking down the Order of the Spear I lead the group to a house with a for sale sign in the yard. After investigating the house we determined that they had already moved on. However when we tried to leave we found that we were trapped in the house. While devising a way out we were treated by a visit form our advisary Edgar Torgere. The Spear himself. He yammered at us for a while. Blah blah.... humanities own good....blah blah...you cant stop me.... blah blah....none of you comprehend the power I command....blah blah. Then he listed some of the magical devices whe had at our disposal. After that he went to each of us in turn and made some attempt to break our will. Then he zipped away as he rendered us unconcious. What happened next was different for each of us as we were all forced to face our own personal demons in a nightmarish type dream. For my dream Edgar miscalcutalted greatly. He pitted me against my old foe The Red Lady. In the dream i was 6 well before the accident that robbed my of my sight. I was in a class room and she was the teacher. I won't bore you with the details but this conjured fake was a pale imitation to the real thing that subjected me to such terror and tourture. Nice try Edgar. Fast forward a bit and all of us but Dwayne recovered from our ordeal. As of this writing he is still in a comma and all attempts I have made to reach his mind have failed. I visit him often and take him new issues of Guns and Ammo and American Mercinary for him to read when he wakes up. One evening we were all gathered in morrow library waiting for Willow and giles to arrrive with new information and a Blizzard rolled in (Conjured by Edgar). The moment Willow, Kennedy and Giles arrived Edgar and his cronies attacked with explosive force and an entracnce worthy of Darth Vader himself. Fortunatly all we got was a cut rate lich with delusions of granduer. With a wave of his hand he banished Willow and Giles to a dimensional limbo. He attacked us with cyber and human commandos and his own potent magics. I spent most of this battle hiding behind a table. Edgar's minions fell in a myriad of creative ways but Edgar himself was simply swatting us aside like like gnats. His magic was simply too powerful. He was force bolting the Slayers all over the room, he dispelled the A.S.S.s, he paralyzed Mitran, electrocuted Twitch, in short it was looking bad. I observed the scene and detrmined that the only way to even hit this guy was to force him to divide his attention. So when Kennedy returned for a third time after being forcibly ejected from the library and hurled the Slayer Scythe at Edgar I popped up out of my hidy hole and hit him with my DBZ blast. (a Barrage of small magical blasts that do a very minute amount of damage but rely on a mass number of hits) inshort Edgar was so surprised by the simultaneous attacks that he could not counter either and got smoked. Or so we all thought. Just when we were taking a breath Edgar appeared in a columb of in the library with Nick Parker by his side. At such point edgar and the human commandos left nick high and dry to our tender mercies. Lots of drama here so I will give you the reader's digest version. Beth wanted to kill him out right, Natalie would not let her, hte rest of us were all like "...humans are for the laws of men." And Beth was all like".... what about me! ME! ME! ME! ME!" So Beth pulled a fast one, Stabbed Nick and ran. And now there is some serious bad blood between her and the slayer. ...more later (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 9th, 2003
11:47 am	I feel really bad. Here is how it started Mitran and Natalie went on patrol with the new girl Elizabeth. During the patrol Mitran punched the head clean off a Vamp. This prompted Mitran to brag and boast for the rest of the evening and eventually erupted into a out and out fight in the trainnig room. Mitran while trying to land a punch on the slayer reveals his true feelings of resentment that Natalie after only a couple months by a quirk of fate is better at slaying demons than he will ever be. But before the fight mitran was doing push ups and asked me to sit on his back. I know that he can easlily do that but i was hurt that he had rebuffed my attentions so completely and even ignored my efforts to make him jealous that I magically altered my weight to make him lose a little face. well that part worked but that more than likely was the trigger that started the fight. I must make amends to Mitran some how. I fell even worse tho that i was unfaithful to the idea of mitran. Earlier that evening Natalie and I well... we were getting pretty hot and heavy and it hard to say how far things would have gone had we not been interupted. I feel bad not because it happened but... because i wanted it to happen. I have never been able to feel such a connection to a woman before but now things seem to have changed. But do i continue to pine for Mitran or do I persue a more intimate relationship with Natalie? What if the nightmares return...? I'm so confused. But still it is nice to have someone who actually cares if i live or die. oh yeah and there is some long banished warlock that wants to destroy all magic... ill have to look into that... (Comment on this)
Monday, September 29th, 2003
1:37 pm	The Zombie, The Warlock, and The Spear So much is happening its difficult to know where to start. In the manner of all great storytellers, with the exception of George Lucas, I will begin at the beginning. It all started with a newspaper report that Nick Parker, Beth's Ex-bf had been taken into custody on suspicion of kidnapping. Nick being the one directly resposible for the events that led Beth to become the Living Dead girl. In an effort to contain this situation we (the scoobies) decided to hide this from Beth until we had ascertained Parker's threat level. This duty fell to Duane and I. We used Duane's contacts in the Police Dept. to get an audience with Parker where I took over and used a truth spell on the self centered puke. Under my spell he confirmed much of what we already knew and was able to fill in many gaps. We used the information we gained to track down one of his accomplices. Specifiacally the one who held the Spell book that was used in the ritual sacrafice. Having handed his confession to the authorities an arrest warrant was issued for said flunky and we captured him and turned him in for a small bounty. As a side note I left Parker with a nasty case of kidney stones. It was better than he deserved in my opinion. Beth was later filled in and most damage was contained to the training room. Later we find out that Parker is being extrodited to cabell county from kannawah county. Soon after we discoverd that the publicized time of the transfer was a ruse and it was actually taking place earlier. However we got a report of a vampire nest at the rail yard on 8th Ave. We decided to take care of the known threat first. This battle with a mulitude of suck heads went very well. It was the first successful use of my Vampire Slayer Technique. This is where I telekinetically launch a barrage of tooth picks doing mass trauma to a Vampire and potenially staking the blood sucker in the process. This encounter also introduced us to Elizabeth yet another scoobie to add to the pack. Twitch and I then headed to the hummer to check the police band radio to check on the status of the transfer only to learn that the convoy had been hit by commandos with taser rifles. A tractor traile hauling hostess products was used to Block I-64 by jack knifing it in front of the convoy while a van appraoched form the rear. Apon hearing this I knew I had to move quickly. I had to change.. but where? I sense a phone booth near by. I know its hokie but sometimes you must go with what you know. Suddenly Twitch wants to go with me ..Drat!... I suggest that he should tell the others what we have learned while i make my phone call. He says "...umm but we have cell phones..." double drat! I did the only thing i could. I pointed wildly over Twich's shouder and screamed "Zombies!!!" and used the comotion to escape Twitch's eye and get to the phone booth to make my transformation. I shed my street clothes to reveal my Super Hero costume and take flight... im not really sure how the Flying thing is gonna work but i did it anyway. By the way Flying is very cold and i think i may need to improvise a facesheild / visor apparatus. when i arrive at the hijack site I ask the officers present if i can be of any assistance but first i must introduce myself, "Fabulous Ramone"..no i don't wnat to use my realname.."Mister Fabulous"....ehh..."Captain Fabulous"...better?...i really should have thought this through more ..."Mister Fabulous!" I got the rundown form the officers on the scene and went to right the overturned trailer. Gawd! It was awful heavy! i really should have made the suit stronger. and maybe work on the colors too...I think I Captain Fabulous would be a better name. Anyway after that I fly off to track down the bad guys and loose the trail.. they are being very sneaky. I collect some material from their abandoned getaway vehicle and return to the Morrow Library and call Twitch to cover my tracks a bit. I tell him It was a botched teleport spell and asked who had my clothes and he tells me Natalie does. Ask Twitch to get ahold of Natalie and have her bring my clothes. Eventually, she comes to the Library and is all distraut and worried and stuff babbling on and on and on. So i kiss her full on the mouth and surpisingly she returns the attention. and then i think my costume is still on under my robe but at that moment i wasn't caring to much about it. Several minutes later there is a knock on the door and we scatter like a couple of highschool students caught by our partents. Next several calls were made and much research was done and all we came up with was a name "The Order of the Spear" no clue what they are about or what they do or even who they are. Next I had to move on to more magic to track down the bad guys time after time my spells are deflected by some sort of "null" magic. then i had an apiffany. look for what i can sense and what i can't must be teh source of the "null" magic. That worked very well. I will tell you more later, time to go bye bye! (Comment on this)
Monday, August 11th, 2003
6:06 pm	Nightmare and Rebirth I'm in the library but not the library. I am reading the books. Not by feeling the all too familiar bumpy text of braille, or by even felling the slightly raised text on a printed page but reading. I know I am dreaming and I know what will inevitably come. I put this thought out of my mind and I continue to relish the world of the sighted for this short time before I wake. I leave the library and head into the outdoors, out on to the familiar campus grounds. One, Two , Three , Four steps turn Left. Counting steps an old blind man's trick to both ease the sighted conscience and make the blind feel more independent. Seven steps more and a sharp right and I'm on Buskirk Feild, I see the green grass under my feet...I remember green. There is a lawn chair in the middle of the field. I walk slowly and delierately to it and take my seat. The birds are singing and the sun is shining and high in the sky. Don't Look at the sun!! You will ruin your eyes!! I smirk and look for the care free birds in the sky and trees. Sudden movement from the corner of my eye! It's a squirrel, scurrying along with a nut in its mouth. I relax for a moment taking in all the sights for I know it will end all to soon. And then she comes... "Enjoying the day, you pitiful creature!?" she cackles in a voice that at once sounds like Claping Thunder and Worms being squished in mammoth fists. I don't turn to face her. I already know what i would see if i did. An emaciated crone in a blood red dress or sometimes a beautiful buxom woman. Either way I don't like when she comes. "Face me when I Address you! Worm!" "No." I reply in a cool even tone. "Oh my aren't we all mighty now! Got a few friends slay a few demons and suddenly you think you can defy me?! You remeber what happened last time don't you?" "Yes, I remeber." As I reply,The world changes suddenly and nausiatingly. The visage of the Marshall Campus is suddenly a charred post-appocolytic version of itself, cracked buildings and fire everywhere. No less than what I expected. I find myself on the ground. She has kicked my chair over and I skin my hands on the now rocky and barren ground. "You little worm! You get a few victories under your belt, gain a little self confidence and you think your self strong enough to spite me!!? I can see her now. A beautiful raven haired woman in one hand she cluches a long barbed whip. She stikes, the barbs bite deep into my skin. Agony shoots through my being, she stikes again. I scream. A thousand curses come to my mind but all I can do is cry. "Where is your defiance now!?!" she sneers, "Just a pathic little boy with no real power, helpless before me HA! HA! HA!" She moves to strike again her upraised whip stops short. A look of amusement crosses her face as she see the blood drip from my nose. My telekentic powers are not what they used to be and she knows it. I hold back the attack as long as I can but in the end its no use. The barbs once again tear into my flesh. "Go Away!", I scream, well it's really more of a whimper. She approaches and kicks me in the ribs. Blood vomits from my mouth. "Go away," she asks quizically," is that the best you can do? Oh! thats right ofcourse it is. Because you are stupid! I really should not expect so much from a retard." She kicks me again. I feel ribs break and slump to the ground and watch her turn and walk away. Is she saying something? Its getting hard to focus "...and that is why im going to kill them all." what is she talking about. Then I see them all bound to large boulders with heavy chains. Xander, Natalie, Mitran, Dwane and the rest. She approaches Xander except he is wearing an eye patch "Him First, after all this is all his fault!" and she runs a vicious looking dagger into his belly. Xander screams."It will take him days to die from that wound, and you won't be able to help him, you can't even help yourself, weakling!" she approches Natalie,"Now for his little slayer whore." Natalie strains against the chains as she deftly slits her throat with a clawed hand. "Next, we have your boyfriend the demon hunter. Oh! Thats right he won't even give you the time of day. Still he just has to go!" She raises her clawed hand to strike Mitran. Again her hand is stayed. Somehow I find myself on my feet blood flowing freely from my mouth and nose. "Leave them out of this! Your fight is with me, Wicked One!" I muster all the bravado I can for that statement. Its shakey but determined. She sneers at me but she still does not move her upraised claw. She has shifted her appearance to that of the crone. "Yes, My fight is with you! but killing them will hurt you in ways that my whip can't and that is why they will all DIE! And its all your fault." She tries again to stike at Mitran. Mitran, visably prepares himself for the death blow. Still the claw does not move. "You dare defy me you little blind retard! Oh yes silly me." She makes a guesture toward me with her free hand and an unseen force strikes me in the face. I am staggered by the blow and my vision fades to black. "NOooo!!", I scream. "Once again we see there is nothing you can pocess that I can not take away.",she jibes. How quickly she forgets that this is my natural element this truely is no more than the end of a carnival ride to me. I listen for Mitran's death blow but it does not come. "Alright! Stop it you little Twerp! You can't hold out forever!" I realize I still have hold of her claw with my mind. She has erred. My vision fades back slowly at first but getting clearer all the time. From a vantage outside myself I see the scene. It's me and her on this waste land. The bolders with the others are gone. Its just me and her. I seem to myself to be stronger more solid. My eyes are burning with a fire that is wrought of rage and despair. She, looks worried." You have erred Red Whore, for that barest instant you allowed me to believe i am stronger than you!" "Oh! now you have resorted to name calling! Oh! you hurt my feelings. I'll be good I promise!" She replies with snickering laughter." You are no match for me." Then free yourself and lets finish this. I ease my grasp on her claw just enough for her to break free. The crone flies at me with Fangs and Claws beared. Unoticed by her the terrain around us has begun to morph back to the lush green of the Marshall campus. I use my will to summon a Sheild of Energy on my arm to deflect her savage attempt to disembowl me. She hits me hard but I manage to deflect the attack. In my other hand I will an energy sword to slash at her. "Is that all you got, you second rate Freddy Krueger?" I bellow as I feel more power welling up in me. "I don't know who or what you are Bitch, but I have had enough of your sass! You started this little war but I... no... WE shall finish it! I am not alone and you always will be!" As i say this various people begin materializing in my dreamscape. Xander and Mitran appear with Axes off to the right. Heather and Beth appear behind me to the left with a sword and stake respectively. Twitch, Dwane and Dorrian also appear bearing some very impressive firepower. my new friends Robert and Daniel appear a faint shadow of their animal totems visible in this place of dreams. Even Kennedy appears with her mystic axe of the slayer, with her though is a red headed female who i don't know but feel like i should. curious... "I am not alone!" I repeat to cover my slight confusion. She reels around with a genuine look of concern on her face . I feel energy radiating toward me from my allies I readily pull this energy into myself and begin shaping it into a spell. This is more power than I think I can control and just when I think it will consume me the spell is ready. From my third person perspective I see myself Hurl a bolt of white energy at her ... no it seems white but its like i can see all the colors that compose white light playing in the stream. The bolt strikes her and for amoment my heart sinks as she reguards me as if she might start laughing. As she goes to open her mouth the white energy pours fourth from it and then her eyes as it begins to consume her. Her mouth poised in a silent scream she crumbles to ash. "She will be back i'm afraid." I think to myself. I turn to thank my allies but as I turn to face them they simply smile and fade before I can say anything... I right my lawn chair and sit down as a tune comes to mind. I begin to sing...." I am the very model of a modern pagan sorceror, I've information demonic magical and trans-dimensional....." I awake feeling refreshed. Oh! it's almost 7pm Natalie will be here soon for our date. Current Mood: accomplished Current Music: Modern Major General (Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 8th, 2003
9:51 am	Ow! My Head! WOW! All i can say is wow! We did it! We stopped a big nasty from being unleashed on the world. This Demon had somehow been trapped in the internet and had duped some Freshmen in to helping him to re-enter reality. Well, Twitch with a little assistance from me was able to combine the Technology of the internet and an arcane seal to trap the demon in a particular part of the internet thus preventing him from escaping. How nifty is that!? All we had to deal with after that was the Fearal Demon, basically the hired help. Even so it was still very tough and immune to even the most savage of attacks accept those made with silver weapons. Fortunatly Dwane has these in abundance. All I was able to do was surpress the collateral damage by holding the thing largely immobile with my power. Even though I held it Xander was still unable to shoot the thing with the silver bullets provided by Dwane. As a watcher he's the best one i've never seen but a marksman, well he seems to be lacking. But that thing was so strong i could barely contain its rage. It actually managed to over power me at one point. Thats when I went all Darth Vader on its ass and hoisted it into the air by its neck. Boy, my head still hurts but my nose seems to had stopped bleeding at least. The Slayer Natalie seemed genuinely concerned in my wellfare and nursed my wounds. I'm a little confused however I feel that I should be moved by this guesture but I am not. Will i ever be able to really trust a female? Everytime I think maybe I might, the nightmares become more intense, more real, more painful. All i can do is summon thoughts of Mitran to drive the images away. Incedently after my bought with the demon I cant seem to lift any thing that weighs more than a pencil without searing pain. I hope that this is only a temporary condition. Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Thursday, June 26th, 2003
4:22 pm	Books And Tomes And Spirits Research goes slowly. Even more so since I must translate many of these dusty tomes as I go. It's so good of Xander to allow me almost unlimited access to this rather impressive collection of occult knowledge. No doubt he has alterior movtives for doing so. However, i must digress at least for now. The preparations for the next leg of the slayers training must be precise. If I fail in anyone of the myriad steps that I am planning on undertaking... Well let us just say the Slayer and Mitran will get a bit of Hardcore OJT (On the Job Training). The spirits I have consulted so far seem willing enough to help yet I must select carefully. If I choose poorly not only is my own life likely to be forfit but also that of beloved Mitran.. oh yeah and the Slayer. At any rate I try to keep the boredom down by continuing to hone my telekenetic abilities by attempting to thread a sewing needle while I work. Much more difficult than controlling three weapons in mock combat I might add. Eventually, I hope this level of refined control will become second nature. oh! time to go I hear Mitran coming. =) Current Mood: anxious (Comment on this)
Monday, June 23rd, 2003
9:28 pm	Better than all the rest It has become apparent that Mitran respects only strength in battle. I have shown him that even blind as I am I am more than a match for most vampires and even fought the Slayer herself to a stand still. Even so Mitran still persues Xander. So I must ask myself what qualities does Xander pocess that i do not. Sight, for one, not much that i can do about that. Second, he is a Watcher, a member of a secret shadow organization that trains the Slayers. I'm working on that, however it make take some time. Third, Snappy dresser, kind of hard, i'm blind. Next, smooth talker, I will have to study Xander's speech patterns. In the mean time I will devote my time to becomeing the best Watcher possible. Developeing new and challeging training techniques. I will rise and become the Master Yoda of the Watchers. When the final battle comes, my warriors will be ready for the challenge. My sightless eys will watch with pride from the wings and Mitran will know that I have made him stronger than he ever thought possible. Then he will be mine... Current Mood: annoyed (Comment on this)
3:31 pm	Xander, Mitran, and Me My mane is Ramone Catsopolis and I am a blind man in even more blind world. My sightless eyes have seen more horror in the last few days than the rest of the world will even admit exists. I was beging to think that I was the only one that knew something wasn't right with the world. Then I met Mitran, a tall romainian, who took pity on this poor blind man and helped me out of a building that I had gotten myself trapped in. He even took me to dinner at Applebee's. So kind he is. Apparently this was a bad night for Mitran as distraction after distraction took him away from the table. While waitng for him to return I let my ears drift across the conversations in the dining area. The bartender was talking up some girl, one of the servers was cursing about lousy tips under her breath, and a nonchallant conversation about Vampires, Demons, Hellgods, and something called a Slayer. As i listened these people were discussing these things as a matter of fact not myth or legend but as if these things walked among us everyday. My mind reeled with the revelation that I was not alone. I was so excited that when Mitran returned to the table I had to tell him all about it that is when Mitran confessed to me that he is a Demon Hunter. So kind, so Strong. We continued to eaves drop and picked up a name Xander Harris and a location Morrow Library and decided to go meet him on the following day. We found him and a girl Natalie deep in the bowels of the Morrow library. After some brief attempt at deception Xander spilled the beans and told us everything. I could sense that Mitran was more interested in Xander's appearance than his information. Dammit I found him first! That smooth talking sharp dressing tramp! Current Mood: awake (Comment on this)