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http://talk.mcrmy.com/index.php?/topic/7294-make-a-difference-demonstrat...

That's the official topic on the MCRmy site! ^^ We're up to... four? as of right now (3:31pm EST, 6/27/12). As Indifferent Ignorance put it...

This sounds like a huge task, but a great idea. It'd be gay pride meets peacful protesting meets a parade meets a huge party...

Let's do it!

So... go to the link to check it out, and let's get this movin', soldiers!

Over and out... for now! :P

xoxo,
Caiti

If you've read my really old blogs, you'll have seen that sometimes I'll post comments I replied to. Now, this one was on "I'm So Sick" by Flyleaf. The band members are all Christian, so of course there's gonna be a few idiots who are all like "ooh, good Christians don't listen to this sinful crap" yadda yadda yadda... I believe in God, myself, so it kinda gives people who believe a bad name, because people are bound to think "well they're all a bunch of assholes". Without further ado, here's the comments.

"She is sick. She is sick with sin. This music is the work of the devil. Nice Christians should not listen to this music. I am praying for everyone that listens to this." -Fire23Eater

And, as if that wasn't enough, after a lot of comments to this person:

"Listen I am concerned about your soul. I am sorry if I seem like I am judgemental but really it will be God judging you in the end for listening to this kind of satanic music!" -Fire23Eater

So I wrote this:

Alrightie guys, I'd love if you guys read this and paid some attention.

Me and The Psychotic Sound (AKA: Zayde) have been ishly planning something. It would basically be a cross-country, multi-fanbase demonstration if everything goes how we're hoping. Simply titled "Make a Difference", we'd go out and spread the message that MCR's been trying to give to the world. Zayde had seen a large sign on a building that said "THIS BAND SAVES LIVES" -MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE and was signed by a bunch of people. Now, I'm not sure if we could do that (like, if anyone would let us) but I'm thinking basically the "Million Man March" but full o' Killjoys and other cool cats out there.

So, the message would basically be things like "You're not in this alone" "Art is the weapon" "You can and should do anything!" and things along that line that the guys have said.

Howdy, Zonerats.

I guess I'm not the only one without blogs. *sigh* Well, I think this is it. MCR's saying so long and goodnite to the danger days theme, rebooting the website, and getting rid of all the past negativity. Let's live in the now, people! I wrote things I was proud of, but hell, if we always live in the past we're never gonna see the future. Now, so I can remember everything, I'll write a synopsis thing that you don't have to read unless you wanna get bored to death.

That is Dan. Watch this video. HE LIKES MCR AND IS BRITISH AND FUNNY.

xoxo,
Caiti

Alright, so.
Many of you guys may have seen The Psychotic Sound (AKA: Zayde)'s blog post about wanting to step it up a notch. I think we need to do this.
Of course, it'd be different for every area. There's different laws about demonstrations, etc. My notes so far are in the pictures, which I don't know where it'll be in relation to this text.
My main point on this is that I need help. I'm only one person (well, Zayde's helping, so actually two) and I/we can't accomplish this alone. I'm begging you guys, from the bottom of my little black heart. Please, help me with this.

Thank you, I love you guys.
Stay dirty; stay dangerous.

xoxo,
Caiti

A - AVAILABLE: Er, single, but I'm waiting 'til I'm 16 for someone
B - BIRTHDAY: Dec 29, 1998
C - CRUSHING ON: Neon Paranoia, my partner in crime (AKA: Aedan)
D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Sweet tea
E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Aedan
F - FAVORITE SONG: Ummmmmmmmm... I honestly don't know.
G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Worms—the sour kind
H - HOMETOWN: Garner, NC (if you mention Scotty McCreery, I might kill you)
I - IN LOVE WITH: I'm not...
J - JUGGLE: With 2 objects
K - KILLED SOMEONE: No.
L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: Charlotte, NC, to Orlando
M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Chocolate
N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2
O - ONE WISH: To go to Forks, WA, and the CA 2019 Meetup
P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: Aedan
R - REASON TO SMILE: Aedan
S - SONG YOU LAST SANG: Pride and Joy by Stevie Ray Vaughan
T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 7:50am
U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: Bra's pink, undies are blue
V - VEGETABLE(S): Um... Carrots?
W - WORST HABIT: Chewing my fingernails

So, I originally wrote another version of this, but my flash-drive was being a MORON, and it got erased. This is the 2nd version. Enjoy! I don’t think it’s as good, but keeps to the same basic thing that happened in the other version. Has a little bit of sad, just Jinx’s past…

Party Poison POV

I figured one of my group would win, because we knew the land best. What I didn’t expect was that as soon as we called ‘go’, there was a curse and Ghoul stalked back towards the diner. After that, all was still. Taking a chance, I scooted across an open space to a spot behind a boulder. No one had noticed me, or so I hoped, as Kobra dashed in my direction. He ended up in my old spot, not noticing the pattern of footprints in the sand. Silently, I crept up behind him.

“FUCK!” my brother exclaimed as I zapped the back of his head.

I grinned. “Sorry.”

“Sure you are.”

Kobra Kid POV

"Hey, guys, I'm gonna go find Jinx," I told the others.

They grunted in reply. That was basically guy-talk for "okay, fine." So I went outside, looking around everywhere. She was nowhere outside. So I went to the garage. She wasn't there, either. But then I heard ray gun shots. I walked in that direction warily, thinking it was a trap. Standing with her back to a dead tree, firing shots at a line of soda cans, was Jeopardy Jinx. She took an extra empty can out of her backpack and slung it up in the air as hard as she could. The can glinted in the unrelenting desert sun for a moment, before she shot it. The can fell to the ground, about forty feet behind where it had
been thrown from, a hole burnt clean through the middle.

Jeopardy Jinx POV

I slept fitfully, despite being full and warm for the first time in so long. Memories of my old life haunted me, as well as the people (well, Dracs) that I had killed. Exterminators and S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W/S also haunted my dreams, killing me and bringing me back to life. When I woke up I was almost screaming, and tears fell down my cheeks. I hyperventilated until Riot woke up. He held me until my sobs subsided. Without saying a word, I got up and went to go find a bathroom. I had to let the water run until the rust was gone and then showered until my muscles unclenched. I redressed and walked back to the main room, to find that the guys had woken and already gotten breakfast ready.