The Dread Return (Becca)

Gentle Readers,

It is I, Becca the Magnificent. Like, I was shocked today when Erifia walked onto the ship, and she sat down. We were, I don’t know, like just sitting outside a McDookus and we were munching on some burgers and fries, (We of course is I and the stupid Tauntaun) and she stepped onto the ship, and said, “We are going.”

“Where are we going?” I asked, and she looked at me, smiled, and said, “I don’t know, why don’t you tell me?” The stupid tauntaun was happy to see her and he bounced around.

I don’t know…

Wow, it feels like forever since I said that… I’m going to relish in not knowing for awhile.

I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know.

Ahhh… Indeed Gentle Reader, at least until Erifia decides that life needs tending to again, like, who knows when that will be…

She kicked on the thrusters of the ship, whose name I gladly don’t know… And like we were off to our next adventure, and when we saw the camera ship flying around us and I saw a large billboard that said “Last Gladiator Standing III” I wondered who didn’t know their grammar and mechanics enough to know that three I’s don’t go together.

Oh well… I don’t know where we are going, but I’m excited to be back…

-Becca

PS. 25

Hiatus

Hey everyone.

I've tried and tried again to get everything put together, and to find time to blog. But needless to say, this Semester has destroyed my free time. So, I am going on a Hiatus. Probably until December when I don't have School for a month. In that month, I promise you, and ending to this Becca Story, and of course, another story, probably Christmas Based.

What opted me to finally say something?

I, and I believe Miss Pelda Pinik have been robbed.

Normally, I am flattered to think that someone wants to use my little Erifia, or Miss Rebecca, or any of my other characters for their purposes. I am fine. Even using my concepts. But I am a writer, some of you may not believe a good one (which is fair), but everyone will agree that at the end of the day - writers only have what they have written.

http://jeditemplecoruscant.blogspot.com/

I was a part of that site, to be honest, I know not what happened to all of the previous posts. Nor do I know what happened to the site. But the first entry, is Belda's own work, and the second is mine. With no credit to the original authors.

I'm not one for drama, but look, please, just delete those two entries, it is not right to steal.

Thanks for your time everyone,

Long overdue Hugs and Kisses,
Erifia Apoc

Visit Home: Part 5 (Becca)

Long time no see Gentle Reader!



Needless to say, my story’s been done for perhaps six weeks, and The Author is too lazy to post it up… He says its school, but somehow I don’t believe him. He’s got to be graduated; he is The Author, right?

But, I don’t know… I need to get this story out there… So I had one left, Private Hudson.



He came to my door, wearing a suit, with his hair slicked back. He was trying to look nice. He wasn’t stinky – Like… He was stinky, but it was because he was nervous and put too much cologne on. He had a large bouquet of flowers, and when I answered the door in my long red dress, he looked down, “I’m sorry I’m late Mr. and Mrs. Magnificenta, is Rebecca home?”

“Hudson, it’s me,” I said.

“Oh! Becca… How are ya’ll?” I forced a smile, “I’m good Hudson.”

“Look! I’m gunna take you out for a real nice date…”

Needless to say Hudson’s real nice date, by human standards is not that terribly nice. He took me to a little family restaurant near by. It was one of the struggling places, not many people know of.

When the waitress came over, he kept his eyes intent on mine. I didn’t read his mind, because he was trying sooo hard to not look at the waitress. I don’t know, to me, that was like one of the sweetest things he had ever done.

“What’ll you have?” The waitress asked.

Oh Sweet Protector of All Things Holy! If I hear the words sensual salad again, I’m going to freak.

He said, “I’ll have a sensual salad… She can order what she wants.”

“I don’t know… Uhm…” Given the freedom, I guess I really didn’t know what I wanted, “A Sensual Salad.”

So the waitress brought two sensual salads. Hudson and I talked over our salads. He really is a, I don’t know, a nice guy. But he’s a pervert. If I had a dollar for every time I caught him trying to see me naked.

I don’t know… I think at that many times he’s tried to see me naked, it makes me sick to my stomach. He took me out to a movie, and let me pick the movie! He was like, really sweet the whole date. He didn’t try to put any moves on me…

Until we were in the dark movie theater, he slipped his arm around my shoulder, and I lifted it off. He put it back. I lifted it off. It was a cartoon from that point. On, off, on, off, on, off. Finally, he decided to stick his hand on my knee.

He leaned over to kiss me, and I head butted him. On purpose, but I don’t know, I’m quite good at making it look like a mistake, then I uppercut him. He fell back down a couple of seats away, “What a kiss!?” He claimed loudly, and started chasing me.

I don’t know… Is there not a decent man out there?

-Becca

Ps. 7

Meme'd by the Apprentice

*Sigh* Here goes... My MeMe. There is no hope for the world when old retired twi'leks get smacked in the face by young spry apprentices.

If only I had Master Yoda's Pressure washer, you'd get it, Miss Solo.

So this is required.

1. You have to post these rules before you give the facts.

2. You must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.

3. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

As far as I know, Aliases don't have middle names. So Let's go with Leuba

L - (I) Love to sleep. Its something I've done as I've gotten older, and now I enjoy it all the more.

E - (I am) Edgy most of the time. I get cranky easy. I promised myself I wouldn't be that type of old person, but I just want rest.

U - (I am) Understanding. I try to identify with everyone.

B - Bang-Bang, I shot you down, Bang-Bang, you hit the ground, Bang-Bang. I use a long range sniper rifle.

A - (I) Always get my man. *Wink*

Likewise, in regards to me-me'ing people...

L - Local Henchman 432.
E - Epsilon 775
U - Unduli, Luminara
B - Belda
A - Army of Clone.

Take that...

-End Transmission

Another Reason for the Lack of Posts

Hey everyone,

Here's the story. I know I haven't been posting regulary here. The Erifia Blog is not yet over. I promise. I've got lots I have to do and lots of ideas for the whole thing.

There's a snag...

I've got college starting back up, along with a new apartment, and I've been working on stories on the side. What does this mean?

This means, I've been updating my other blog...

Amelia Cartwright.

Its much easier to make posts on it for me at this hectic time because they are much shorter. So, I want to thank those who check out this blog for updates, I love you. But check over here for now.

Amelia's Journal (or Duchess General Amelia Cartwright)



-The Author