A Grim Reality.

   Hey all.
So I figure, now that I've told the important people, now the world can now what is now bugging me. But first of all. Fuck you. Yep, I said it. Why, you ask? Merely because every single one of you probably have thought at least once that I live a cushy golden life. Well I don't. To keep things simple, I might not be able to have classes next semester. Reason being is that there is a 2 thousand dollar plus financial hold on my account or whatever, and since I can't pay a 2000 dollar lump sum, guess who might be fucked? It goes to show that no matter how much intellect you have, if you don't have the money to back it up, you're not doing anything with your life apparently. I mean, there are a lot of dumb people going to school, and how, you ask? Because their mommies and daddies have the money to put them through it. I mean, just look at our former president George W Bush. Guy was a fucking dumbass right? How'd he go to school? Money, you guys. I must say, this America place has built itself up to be the so-called "Land of Opportunity." I would care to call bullshit. If we really had opportunity, I wouldn't see so many young, smart individuals dropping from school because of money. My friends wouldn't tell me that my money issue is "normal" and I "may have to drop for a semester". Like what? I know you guys are my friends, but, do you know what I've gone through? Take one of the silly, stuck up fucks with money and place him in my shoes. My childhood itself would break them. Along with that, I've made promises to the dead (they were living when I made set promises) that I  can't turn back on, so I can't simply drop. But hey, if I can't get the 2k, that shit is useless.. Because economy don't give a fuck bout promises, intellect, or determination right? Sigh. Enough bitching from me, because it's not worth it.

    Okay. So, the New Year is ringing around. And before it hit 12, I got my first fucking Pentakill in League of Legends. God damn it felt good man. Also, I don't know what else to blog, so this on will be short...

Remember this is The End Complete here on Blogger, the personal Blog of Jason T Johnson, aka DJ Gungnir, Gungnir, Bropei Iori, Protoman, etc,etc. If you want anything blogged about just let me know somehow, I'll most likely listen because I'm a cool guy like that. Love you <3

Not so terrible reflection

     Alright! Guess who's back guys! So the whole 2012 thing was a bust, so I'm gonna post about what I promised on Facebook: The Chicken Fry. Honestly, I don't know how the fuck this thing came into existence, and I don't want to know, but it happened. Well, it's story is this...:
     My good friend Michael Thomas and I were hanging out at the mall, and my Bro Nestor comes along. Before we left, he forced money into our hands to get some food. First thought, Popeyes. So we go, get some chicken wraps and fries. I finish my wrap because I eat like a wolf for gods sakes, so I pour the fries onto the bag my wrap came in so I could eat them THEN FUCKING BAM THIS:

    This is the ChickenFry. The once in a lifetime food that pops up when popeyes "chefs" Don't get all of the chicken from the fryers, then get some fries. This is two fries attached to a small piece of chicken, actually rather hilarious at first sight. Now that it was in my belly and probably ejected by nature, it's not so impressive, but hey, it existed thus it a thing. To be honest, I hope I get another one, because it was really good, but hey, a boy can only dream. 

     Alrighty then. Moving past that... I'd like to take a moment to fulfill a request by my good friend Andreas, to talk about Andreas. Well, in a nutshell, probably one of the most outrageous friends I've ever had. He was technically my mentor for bass guitar, almost broke my back once, he was an inspiration for me now usual antics, and most of all, he knew how to have a good time in all the wrong ways. Speaking of wrong, let's go to chem class in my 10th grade year. This man brought waffles to class. Myself, he and a mutual friend Lucien, snacked on these. Then I felt funny. Not funny haha but funny weird. I asked what was in the waffles and he said special stuff... well then. Also, we made tin foil pokemon. Example is here.... or not. Can't find it but in short we made a Geodude, a Pikachu, and a Pidgey (or indiscriminate bird). It was pretty fun too, because even though we were all high on waffles, our teacher didn't give a fuck, because he was geeking on his meds. I have nothing more to say in regards to Andreas, but he's a kickass guy.

Now for SHAMELESS SELF PROMO TIME! Well, CamStudio was fixed for me, so I'm happy to announce that my friend Merric and I have started our playthrough of Katawa Shoujo. Or, more so, my playthrough with him halping me. Hopefully this means that I can do my Megaman II LP soon :D Like I said, hopefully. I have winter radio shows starting on New Years Day on Tuesdays at 4oclock to 6oclock or further if I fucking please. Other things include I got my shit required for art so yeah. Also, I've been very happy lately, so that's good.

This is a shorter post, but they shouldn't be this short much longer. Umm, Remember this is The End Complete run by me, Gungnir, who is also known is Bropei Iori. Remember to drop comments and shit regarding requests and things you'd like to see blogged about. Alrighty then. I'm probably gonna go either play League of Legends or just... listen to more Dimmu Borgir. kbai.

A Terrible Fate...

"You've been met with a terrible fate, haven't you...?" 

We all remember the Happy Mask Salesman, right? The creepy guy from Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask, who made his first appearance in Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. I liked the guy, but he told of a grim end in Majora's Mask. You, the hero, had 3 days to retrieve a magical mask that the little imp Skull Kid had stolen from him, or else the moon would crash into the earth and slaughter all / demolish Hyrule as you knew it. Mmkay, well, we also all know about the world supposedly ending on the 21st, correct? Here's my personal piece on it...

If, by chance, I do die that day, I'd like to say I've lived a very successful life for my current placement on fair Midgaard. I got to be a kickass Radio DJ, a Writer although I may never get to publish my novel, I have a wonderful girlfriend at the moment, I had good friends too. I completed a semester of college with passing grades, which, I say is more than my predecessors got to do, and I've gotten to almost be at peace with myself... almost. Through all of the good things I've gotten to do, there are still some things I regret. I still consider myself a monster to society, but it's fine, none of you fine folk need to know my sins. But do know there is blood upon these hands that types this. 

Enough about my personal bullshit, here's some more current things. I've been on a website called terriblefate.com, and it's something of a time counter until midnight Thorsday, where the clocks would shift to the 21st and thus, the Day of Death. When you first log into the charming little site, you get your taste of Majora's Mask. An eerie sound starts and in the background of it resonates Skull Kid's laugh, except at a low pitch, almost like a small giggle, although still evil. There is nothing to do on the site but wait as time counts down, with Majora's Mask in the background. On the bottom, the quote above: "You've met with a terrible fate..." sits in pretty letters. Yes, I'm a guy and I just said the word pretty. What the fuck ever. I also forgot to mention the thunder when you first log in, but it's a low rumble, so it shouldn't scare anyone. As you hang around, waiting for Death, chilling but calming music plays in the background. My mother called it "creepy apocalypse music." I think that's what the creator of this site was going for, so excellent job. In my personal opinion, I wish, if there really was an end, that it was something I could fight, like the demon I once dealt with in my early years as a Researcher of the Paranormal and Supernatural. Then, I'd be an active force in stopping this, because the sum'bitch is stealing my thunder. 

But enough about Terriblefate.com, which I do encourage you to visit before the 21st, and even directly before Friday to see if any changes come about at midnight Thorsday. Now, something came up when I was browsing the internet and talking to my dear friend Franklin, and it's the whole Sandy Hook shooting thing. Okay, here's my piece: What the fuck world? Here I am instantly calling insanity case because it's logical fucking sense, and then there's this cock-on-face in the UK saying it's the fault of Dynasty Warriors? What? I'd like to thank AlphaOmegaSin for being my way of finding this out, if you do read this, keep up the amazing work you do broski, in the words of Junpei, You Da Man. But, back to my spheal, Dynasty Warriors is a game set in Feudal China, more particularly speaking, the Three Kingdoms Era. Before Guns, you fucktard. If you really want to slam Koei then go for Samurai Warriors. They had guns, but only two characters in particular used them and it still doesn't make any fucking sense because one of them wouldn't have killed himself since he wanted complete control of Japan (Masamune Date) and the other one would've been too busy either fucking mass amounts of women or being a mercenary for just causes to shoot up a bunch of little babykids (Magoichi Saika) so piss the fuck off Britain! At least the Americunts that blamed Mass Effect got it semi right in the ideal of guns, but Shepard was too busy saving the fucking universe or getting laid to contemplate shooting kids, so you fucking detective wannabes can suck on a sack of dicks too. If you really want something to blame, blame yourselves. That's right, yourselves. We live in a society where people outright shun one another for no particular reason, and that can drive most people to insanity in  it's own. I for one give no fucks, being a misanthrope and all, but other people can be really fucking hurt by society now a days, and it's really easy to be hurt especially with dickheads on the internet. It's also easy to hide one's emotions as well, so you never really know who the fucked up ones are until the straw that breaks the camel's back sends the camel on a fucking rampage. To end this little rant off, my heart goes out to the parents of these children that passed. I tried not to say anything on account of knowing I'm not exactly the type of guy that parents would really want saying sorry, but I am. I'm sick of bullshit like this, and I really hope the parents stay strong.

Another thing that's been pissing me off for the past few days, The Westboro Baptist Church... Are you guys fucking serious? I try my damndest not to be judgmental but you fucks just beg the line to be redrawn. You tried to picket the funerals of those innocent lives lost? On what basis? Children... little babykids... although children may bother me, annoy me, rip my favorite tee-shirts (that's a thing... man that was a sad day), or just, in general cause me to feel angry... I always feel love for children. Why? Because I know they have the potential to see my dying dream realized... So, Westboro Baptist Church shall be receiving a letter from me at earliest availability with my displeasure at this heinous act, as well as their other atrocities. I don't  count them as a Christian church. I may be against the Christian mythos but, I know them. I've lived with them and loved them even though I'm a Heathen (In the Odinist sense of the word) and I know that is not how they'd act. So, that's it on that, before I drive myself off the deep end.

One last topic, and it's shameless self promotion. Is this is not to be my last document, and should this whole end of the world thing be one big fucking hoax like the other ones, then I'll be starting up Winter Ragnarok on Tuesday, December 25th, as your Christmas gift from me, with some pretty brutal shit. Also, I'm currently working on typing up some short stories from the arc of first novel (which I'm also typing up) to second novel (which is in the works ;D) from the Raven Series. Uhh, other than that I plan on starting up an art thing pretty soon, not gonna dirty my hands with digital because I wouldn't know what the fuck I'm doing, so I'll stick with pencil and paper for now. Online D&D campaign starting soon for any interested. Uhh... Song covers may pop up soon on my personal youtube channel on the I'll Beat Cha Oss youtube channel, many things, many things. Umm, If you play League of Legends or have Steam my account name is Necroanimus for both. Other interesting things include my campaign for a Bass, and future reviews of many things upon this blog provided I don't die. 

Now then... to something else... If this is to be my last document, and should someone somehow find this, I want it to be known that... in all honesty... I really hope for a revolution. Not just in a country like how Russia, or Syria, or Egypt, or America revolted... no. A revolution as a whole. I've spent a lot of time in my head for the past week, so I've been a little off, but I want this revolution... I want the human race to be able to be past their own flaws, especially their ease of judgement. Vanessa, if you're reading this you get what I mean by that, hopefully since I think I explained it to you. This revolution should be one that brings humanity closer to being a whole, instead of this foolish and hurtful division... but, should you all achieve a revolution of the soul. I can't be there for it. I simply can't. I know I don't judge and I know I'm the one who wants this, but, I've simply committed too many sins to be able to walk among that form of society, so I'd become a wanderer, to walk a lone road n my own, but, to that effect, although I really hope it does happen, I'm almost sure it won't...

So, I think that's about it for my first blog post. Pay attention for links to my fan pages and my twitter for more personal views on me, remember to ask any and all questions and give me topics to review in regards to video games, current events, anything having to do with metal, and anything you thing would be kickass for me to talk about on here. Remember, stay safe, this is The End Complete on Blogspot with your taste of me on any day I damn well please. Thanks for taking the time to read this and if not:

TL;DR: I raged at shit, got emotional over other shit, and promoted lots of my personal shit.

Be on the lookout for more things on here. Goodnight~