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'Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.'  **

I see a lot of strange things when alarmists comment upon the climate material I post:

'The Earth's temperature went up 2C since 2000.' (Repeatedly asked him to name the scientist who said that and provide a link. Never happened. Actual temperature change: .09C, 1/22 of his claim)

'The Sahara Desert was formed by winds coming off the Himalayas.' (Only if the planet were spinning backwards - well, no, not even then)

'We're going to have a 40-degree day in January!' (his region has seen 40-degree days in January back as far as records go; the Polar Vortex put his region into -15C range just a few days later)

'Tornadoes are getting worse! I should know, I live in tornado country!' (2014 finished close to the BOTTOM for numbers of tornadoes, third year in a row; EF4 and EF 5 tornado numbers have been dropping since the 70s)

Well now I've often responded to such people with easily-verifiable FACT, only to have things snarled back at me, such as 'this is fascist propaganda!' (On climate-sensitivity papers?)


There is currently someone here on DA who is working desperately to counter the information I put up. I was this morning going to work on another response to him, but: why bother?
I've been reading on the subject for over two decades. I've been reading even deeper and broader on the myriad aspects of the subject, since 2006. In the last year or so I even read the peer-reviewed research, at least as far as I can follow it (You want to see how nightmarish it can get, go read stuff like this…   and Trust me, that is the EASY stuff).

I have long since known that when someone posts something like '8 lies by climate denialists debunked,' that the person posting it hasn't got the first clue. I read through that list. I read it with growing incredulity, as whomever put it together wrote things so far from Reality that only a retard on the short bus to Kindergarten could possibly believe it to be truth. I've posted so MUCH material which, if that person made the slightest effort to read it, shows just how..... Frigging Idiotic their arguments are.... Gah. But he's so FAR behind what I've already posted, it isn't worth the bother to try and answer him yet again. If he wants to read my rebuttals, he should just go back about three years in both my gallery and my journal, and start working forward.

It became apparent upon reading that list, however, that said poster can never be reached. Even worse, he elsewhere describes MY POINT OF VIEW AS BEING WHAT A 'REAL' SKEPTIC IS ALL ABOUT - and then labels me a denier. What. The. F**K. How do you get it Right in one sentence, and then go full Stupid in the next!?!
Alarmist logic looks a lot like a Klein Bottle. Dunning-Kruger definitely applies to such people…

Me? I often have doubts. If I did *NOT* have doubts, I would not keep reading. If I did not wonder, I would not be beginning to understand. If I didn't want to see what was around the next corner, up the next trail.... 

I would just 'know' - just like those who attack me, just 'know.' They are the ones who do *not* have doubts. To them, climate change is 100% man-made, and 100% catastrophic. (And how do I know that? Because I fit Perfectly into the description of a true 'skeptic' as laid out by the person I am speaking of- yet he calls me a denier. And EVERY. SINGLE. Skeptic whom I post information from falls into that same classification - yet he and his shriek them down as 'deniers' wherever they can. And what's left at the end of the day? All 'man-made,' all Death and Destruction. They don't leave any other option).

But I don't know (enough), so I keep learning.

And I will keep posting.

And I will *NEVER* leave off it. (But I *will* get back to my science-fiction writing and drawing. I promise! O.0'  )

So, this is all I have to say to him: keep flailing. I already know you'll never catch up. Your mistaken attempts at an 'argument' are hilarious.***

** Now, I have seen two (so far) different versions of that quote. Not quite sure which is right.... :iconebturner:? What say you? How goes Holiday 'time off' ? :P

*** - I will give him credit on one bit: he says one can't mix politics and climate science, and he is SO RIGHT! Just look at the Millennial Drought Millennial Drought in Australia was.... NORMAL.Aussie Droughts “Far From Exceptional” – Ice Core Study Finds
December 29, 2014
tags: Australia
By Paul Homewood
This story from the Australian Antarctic Division seems to have slipped below the radar.
Antarctic ice cores tell 1000-year Australian drought story

Ice core drill an

And then take a look at what climate science mixed with politics / ideology, did with it: spent 22.5 BILLION on a desal plant WHICH HAS NEVER BEEN USED SINCE!

Nailed it for once, Val! Climate science mixed with politics equals major-league climate policy STUPIDITY!

Oh. I guess I did answer him, after all! ;)
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  • Reading: Disc World books by Terry Pratchet

Napoleon's Cutlery and other news

Journal Entry: Wed Nov 7, 2012, 2:11 AM

Hi Everyone!  In this journal:
:bulletgreen: MISCELLANY: (Advertising, New Book & Links )  :bulletgreen: TRANSLATION PROJECT  :bulletgreen:
:bulletgreen: BRACELETS AND KNOTS CONTEST  :bulletgreen: BOOK PROGRESS  :bulletgreen: GROUP FEATURE  No 3 :bulletgreen:


:bulletyellow: Advertising: :bulletyellow:
Firstly: What is it with advertisers?  Do they really think we are all stupid?... or are still "wet behind the ears..."? Two items to illustrate the point:  1: Halfords (tm), (A UK store that specialises in motoring/car accessories, and bicycles), are running an advert currently that contains the following "selling point"  (What really annoys me is the "free of charge" bit...):
"We check, FREE OF CHARGE, every bicycle, to ensure it's safety, before it leaves the shop"
(...Does that mean it's perfectly normal to sell a new push bike with no guarantees as to it's safety?...)

2: "Enterprise Rent-a Car" (tm) have an advert currently running, on TV also, where the "seperated by a common language" syndrome is used to, supposedly, highlight the fact that they have the best of both worlds with the best UK and US qualities embodied in their business... a certain point in the script, the American uses the word: "Aluminum".., at which the Englishman corrects him by stating: "It's "Aluminium!", followed by the words:  "...It's got a "U" in it!"...
Both words have 2 "U's" of course...  In actual fact the word has an extra "I" not an extra "U" in it... I love it when the pot calls the kettle black on national television....(you'ld think with all the money they throw at these things they would have someone who could spell correctly, american or english...)  Incidentally it was originally called "Alumium" by Sir Humphrey Davy, the chemist, and was, after a new french extraction process was discovered, used to make a set of cutlery for Napoleon which cost more than if the knives and forks etc had been made of solid gold, and the famous statue of "Eros" at Picadilly Circus, London, UK, (which isn't actually "Eros" btw.... ), was also made of this metal in 1893 at great cost...  My thoughts on advertising may be summed up in my poem, here:

Lastly, still on the subject of advertising.. but so much more fun!:
This is currently running on UK TV stations:… If you don't feel good / better / at least seriously amused, after seeing this, I'm not entirely sure there's any hope for you...? (yeah... it's an advert and designed to tug at the old... but, ...nonetheless...!)

:bulletyellow:  New Book :bulletyellow:
If "psi-fi" is your thing.. then pop over to my friend Ke-Yana Drake's page and check out the book she's just had published.. She's really good at this stuff! and has not only written stuff but has designed languages and original written-scripts: , to go with them... a very talented lady whom I met via the fact that she also weaves grasses into bags etc....  Ke-Yana's dA Profile:  Ke-Yana's Epic novel! (my words..): Rise of Hawk:…  Ke-Yana's Book: Time Speaker for sale online:… Ke-Yana in print: Local newspaper article, (New Zealand) on Ke-Yana's new book: "Time Speaker"
Readable copy of Front Page by keyanadrake

:bulletyellow:  Links :bulletyellow:
I have been assembling a set of knot related links for both my profile page and for the group bracelets and knots...  This is a huge undertaking...  and will be in three parts when finally done:  
1: links on my page;
2: bracelets and knots links on their page;
3: links associated with the tutorials placed in the artist's comments on that deviation's page like:
PKT 8  PKT 8 CARRICK BEND by Peter-The-Knotter  PKT 12   PKT 12 TURK'S HEAD by Peter-The-Knotter   and  PKT 13   PKT 13 PLAITS by Peter-The-Knotter  , which already have their links inserted...)

:bulletgreen: TRANSLATION PROJECT:bulletgreen:

I naturally wish to have as many dA members, or others... as possible, profiting from my tutorials... so with this in mind, I have had the idea of translating them.  I shall make a start on the french and spanish translations as I have some knowledge of these languages, but there are other languages I would like them translated into as a basic resource as shown by the folder titles now present in my "Tutorials" Gallery.  There is now, also, a folder called "Tutorial Translation Aids" which will contain copies of my tutorials that have had their various sections highlighted, and numbered, to facilitate their translation in "bite-sized" chunks....   Anyone who wishes to help me out in this endeavour, wether it be with just one numbered section... or an entire tutorial..., will be most welcome. (I shall try and think up some gift for their help).  As many languages as possible are desirable, but the basic ones I would like to have done are: French, Spanish, Italian, German, Chinese, Russian, Japanese, Gujerati and Hindi.  Translating the tutorials is also a good way of assimilating the information and techniques contained in them....

:bulletgreen: BRACELETS AND KNOTS CONTEST :bulletgreen:

This group is having another contest. The basic info is below, but for details click here:  bracelets-and-knots.deviantart…

THE THEME IS:                "More Beads Than You Can Possibly Shake A Stick At...!"
CLOSING DATE:                December 14th*    ( watch your inboxes on Jan 1st....)
SUBMISSIONS:                Please submit deviations to the "Current Contest" Gallery

:bulletgreen: BOOK PROGRESS :bulletgreen:

The book is progressing....  slowly, because of all the illustrations of knots and techniques, (the section I'm now working on), but it is at least having the effect of speeding up the posting of my dA tutorials...  When the books done I hope you will all appreciate why it's taken so long... it's not, alas!, like a novel where you can invent the rules... stuff has to work in the real world... Oh yeah by the way... I'm still looking for picture contributors... particularly now for the "Makers" and "Gallery" section of the book...  If any of you spot macrame makers you think i should include or have works of your own that you would be happy to have part of my project, please note me or send me an e-mail:

I would also like to take the opportunity to iterate a brief acknowledgement to all those on dA who have helped in some way by encouragement, suggesting deliberately, or by chance, useful ideas or new avenues of thought, contributing samples of their work, help with research etc. So: just a heartfelt:
:hug: Thank You Everyone! :hug:
(A brief one before the proper "Acknowledgements" which will be in the final MSS.)

:bulletgreen: GROUP FEATURE :bulletgreen:

Group Feature 3: PaintingandDrawing

My 3rd Group Feature is PaintingandDrawing Founded by BY :iconstardust12345:

backed up by :iconpeachieva: :iconrubbaduckart: :iconevolution--art: :iconirula-n:

This group obviously selects it's deviations carefully.  They have an eye, particularly, for up-and-coming deviants, well as the obviously gifted and hardworking practised ones. Their galleries encompass a wide range of subjects and iinterpretations and are a boon to the dA community...

Let's hear it for:


Gothel Drawing by B-AGT BY :iconb-agt:  Rapunzel - Tangled by Dignity13 BY :icondignity13:
Read my lips by KANDELAH BY :iconkandelah:  :thumb281088309: BY :iconsimzzzz:
Trust by dreamarian BY :icondreamarian:  Callalily (close-up III) - Acrylic Paint by joycego BY :iconjoycego:
Sunny Poppies by Kasia1989 BY :iconkasia1989:  Zlota baba Heydrich story: poisoned by hello-heydi BY :iconhello-heydi:
Real Dragon by e11e-k BY :icone11e-k:  My RISD Bike Drawing by Pheoniic BY :iconpheoniic:
The Knot by IleanaHunter BY :iconileanahunter:  Pete by Lyle462 BY :iconlyle462:
Scattered Dreams by Bluesky21543 BY :iconbluesky21543:

Previous groups featured here:
1: :iconhiddenartistsgroup:  2:  :iconartisancraft:

Journal CSS Credits:       This:     was created by:   :iconexillior:   Thank You Exillior!

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  • Listening to: King Tuff - Danger in the Dark
Well, I hope the title has caught your eye enough to read this sentence.
And this one aswell.
Maybe even this third sentence?
Oh my god, thank you so much for attention!
If you have got enough time, please, take a seat and listen a story about my second trip to the land of Eiffel Tower, wine and Joan of Arc (and traffic congestions, token strikes and sweet breakfasts) 

tam ta da daa, France!
France flag 

14 hours by bus from Czech Republic - and surprisingly, that wasn't even horrible, at all! Kinda poetic, to see your schoolmates sleeping, listening gloomy and sleepy music and watching cars and lights. Time to think, to sleep and to watch the landscape, nobody wants to talk with you, for me - HEAVEN. 
We went through CzechRep and Germany.

We woke up and immediately after that we could admire Loir's castles for two days.
Chennonceau, Amboise, Blois, Fontainebleau - pronounciation is like Shenonzoh, Amboa, Bloa, Fonta-en-bloh (dem French)
Lots of history, pompous fat men with wiggs, gigantic gardens and fontains. I'm not going to describe details or each of those castles separately, that would take long time.

 this is how Chennonceau looks like. It's called the MOST ROMANTIC CASTLE EVER (yup, totally deserves it) 
Untitled by Aadavy there's even a labyrinth! And farm with donkeys (YEAH, DONKEYS! ^^) Eeyore  

in Amboise lot of Da Vinci and stuff :davincicode: 

and now Paris, city with more people than my republic has! Where the token strike is like national sport! You can see every third person with baguette (or five) and you don't know, where the f*ck did they get those! Awesome architecture! Champs Elyseé! Stuff from Napoleons age! Notre-Dame!

(yeah, this Notre-Dame :3 ) 

Milions of tourists with selfie sticks! Nigga-bros selling tiny Eiffel tower keychains everywhere! Eiffel Tower! Seina river! Again Eiffel Tower! Flags on every more important or older building! Flag of France Known buildings every time under reconstruction! Liberté Egalité Fraternité!

Arno-dorian-assassin-s-creed-unity-31976-1920x1080 by Aadavy
Frenchmen with two extremes - obscene and vulgar, trying to stop you on the street and touch you, or charming, polite and stylish guys who let you go first through the door or help you somehow. Better to meet the second type, of course.
Yay, happened to us in Orleans (we were three girls) that about 4 cars with young men honked on us walking down the street - not going to happen in our country but it kinda kicks your ego up a notch :D 
- want to feel beautiful, ladies? GO ON A WALK THROUGH ORLEANS!

And in Paris?
Img-20150610-01042 by Aadavy - in shop 17 € for 1, from those black merchants 1 € for 3. I haggled with one of them (quite professional and valid arguments like "Come on, I have got wife and children") but now I own 12 tiny Eiffel Towers for 1 € ^^ 
to do list:
present for friends - :check: 
well, when I'm speaking about presents..
 (random internet photo - I haven't taken a photo of anticonception, sorry :D
- got golden "Want to see my tower" for my boyfriend Niky Purple Devil Pervert  *devil laugh*

I saw that tower for second time :) And I was on the very top for second time.'s concrete jungle, right, but stil...weird to see all those people under your feet.
Untitled by Aadavy  (sadly, I haven't eaten ratatouille :C) 

I completely hate classic tourist photos. So here is my precious, stupid, and weird-like-me photo with Eiffel Tower!
Sepia by Aadavy

other things - love bridges.
Img-20150611-01055 by Aadavy Img-20150611-01056 by Aadavy (those are really milions of locks)
cute thing :) you can find awesome graffiti cartoon characters on one bridge with big title all over the bridge "Love is the key".
Sadly, they need to remove all those locks because they are heavy and it would destroy those bridges...:(

from art - Louvre is really must-visit museum. 
True statistics - if you stare at each exhibit for half a minute, you need to be three months in Louvre to see all of them. And you don't even see the depository stuff! Pieces of every part from history of humankind in one place.
Img-20150611-01060 by Aadavy Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité - I'm fascinated by this slogan. 
and yup, you can find Mona Lisa in this museum aswell. Da Vinci Fella (Artists) 

tiny picture. 60% of Mona Lisa posters are actually bigger than Mona Lisa :D saw this Da Vinci's lady for second time aswell. The crowd is always the funniest thing. Japanese, Arabians, everyone with selfie sticks. :D 

so this was the reason why I wasn't answering on my feedback. And now I need to go through about 1,000 mesagges (of course I'm looking forward but it is going to be hard work! (and everything because french Mc Donald's wi-fi isn't my best friend). But I'm happy that I'm not that addicted to social sites and FB and stuff, I extremely enjoyed that week even without internet connection! :) 

I have got about milion themes to draw (dystopic rabbits, gasmasks, barbed wires, boys with deer horns, gargoyles...yeah, totally normal. Inspiration overload!) 
Untitled by Aadavy now I'm finally going to sleep. I need to survive last two school weeks. Good thing is that we're having another school trip, now just with my class, for two days and then one day is something happening aswell. So I need to survive FIVE KILLING DAYS before marking is over. 9 TESTS IN TWO DAYS, kill me someone please. But after that? I have already to-do list of Summer goals 2015 (I'm not kidding!) 

Hope you're all having good time, I hope that someone read this bullshit whole til the end (thank you, no matter who you are!) and that I haven't insulted France. 
If you don't want to go to Paris, you should. If you want to go to Paris, good for you. If you're going to go to Paris, I hope that you'll enjoy it as much as I did! ^^ 

...I just need to post Remy again :) 

Au Revoir!

Hawkfrost is the Napoleon of Warriors

Journal Entry: Fri Jun 12, 2015, 6:07 AM
Art and CSS Yuminn

You hate him or you love him there is no in between

Hello guys! Sorry for not being active. You can bitchslap me for that. Or you can even call me Light Yagami (yes sis,I'm thinking about YOU now). Anyways,I want to share a hilarious little coincidence with all of you. So we are learning about Napoleon Bonaparte and on history lessons,our teacher calls him 'Short little ugly curly-haired bastard with a rotor in his ass' (because he could never calm down). Aaand now comes the best part...he was born on 15th. august,just like my retarded little kitty sis. When I noticed this,I was like : TROLL MODE ACTIVATED.  So I waited for my sis after our lessons were over and I told her what I found out. And then I said : OMG BUT IF YOU WERE BORN IN THE SAME MONTH/ON THE SAME DAY AS NAPOLEON,THEN YOU ARE 'A SHORT LITTLE UGLY CURLY-HAIRED BASTARD WITH A ROTOR IN YOUR ASS' TOO! OMG THIS IS PRICELESS! YOU ARE OFFICIALLY NAPOLEONA BONPARI (a local candy brand,and yes I said it like this on purpose)! It was funny as hell for me,but I can't say the same for my sis... I know what fate awaited me. So I began to run. I heard my sis shouting : OH GOD YOU'RE SUCH AN IDIOT! YAGAMI! I was laughing so hard that I almost tripped. OKAY I TRIPPED A LITTLE,I ADMIT IT. NOW WHAT? When I got home,I still couldn't stop laughing. Soo...yep. That's probably everything I wanted to say. THANKS FOR READING THIS EFFIN' LONG JOURNAL. YOU DESERVE A COOKIE FOR THAT.
  • Mood: Peaceful
  • Listening to: Waterloo
  • Reading: The Traitor Queen
  • Watching: Owari no Seraph
  • Playing: Creeper World 3: Arc Eternal
  • Drinking: Kofola
Well, since it WAS the 200th anniversary yesterday, why not celebrate with a little music ;)

The island of Elba, the largest in the Tuscan Archipelago, is a 260km drive and 15km ferry ride north of Rome. In July and August, the population density and traffic becomes so thick with vacationing Romans that one can push their car across the capital, Portoferraio, at about the same pace as driving it.
There’s good reason for this popularity. The modestly proportioned 28km long, 19km wide island offers copious rewarding trekking, cycling and camping opportunities in addition to abundant beaches and a substantial drool trail leading from one Slow Food-endorsed dinning establishment to another. A slightly more roomy and inexpensive shoulder season visit (April/May and September/October) is highly recommended.

Elba has been inhabited since the Iron Age. Ligurian tribes were followed by Etruscans and then Greeks. A rotating cast of residents, refugees and pirates made appearances in subsequent centuries including the Pax Romana, bands of North African raiders, the Spanish and Cosimo I de' Medici, who in the mid-16th century founded and fortified the port town of Cosmopolis, today's Portoferraio. But none of these occupants did more in so little time as France’s all time greatest military mastermind and badboy, Napoleon Bonaparte.

Though the Emperor escaped less than a year after being “banished” to Elba (the penal equivalent of a shoulder massage), Napoleon left a lasting mark on the island and its inhabitants who, even now, almost 200 years later, still say a Mass each May for his soul at Chiesa della Misericordia.

Indeed, upon his arrival, Napoleon spun into a veritable tornado of activity, ordering a plethora of public works like boosting agriculture, road-building, marsh draining and a thorough overhaul of the legal and education systems. He also oversaw improvements to the island's iron-ore mines, the revenue of which now kept him comfortably stocked in hair care products.

Nine months later, in a panic over rumors that nervous European leaders were scheming to have him shipped off to the remote Atlantic island of Saint Helena, Napoleon slipped aboard a departing ship and strode back into Paris for one last run at ruling Europe (the Hundred Days), ending in his defeat at Waterloo. He was summarily dumped on Saint Helena, where he died in 1821.

Despite remarkable work and intervention during his stay, the only appreciable evidence of Napoleon’s internment on Elba are his two homes Villa dei Mulini and Villa Napoleonica di San Martino.

Perched up on the bastions between Portoferraio’s duel defensive forts is Villa dei Mulini, Napoleon's primary home while serving as “emperor” of Elba. Why Napoleon ached to flee this sumptuous villa, with its enviable views, terraced garden and library, to once again live out of a travel trunk and trampoline-caliber camp bed (on display in the home) taxes the sensible mind to distraction. While touring the villa is certainly a worthwhile history lesson, the overall scarcity of genuine Napoleon artifacts may disappoint some.

Roughly 5km southwest of Portoferraio, set in low, green hills is Villa Napoleonica di San Martino, the Emperor’s summer residence. Despite being more opulent and peaceful than Villa dei Mulini, Napoleon reportedly never spent more than a few hours at a time here. An unassuming iron fence-enclosed square leads into the eight-room villa, including bedrooms, a study and the ‘Egyptian room’, decorated with hieroglyphs, pyramids, and a large zodiac painted on the ceiling to commemorate his campaigns in Egypt. The villa, owned, occupied and modified by several entities after Napoleon, including being used as a headquarters during German occupation in WWII, was restored before being opened as a museum.

Finally, budget travelers can glean a small thrill from staying at Albergo Ape Elbana ( This historic, butter-colored, building overlooking central Piazza della Repubblica is both Elba's oldest hotel and where guests of Napoleon are reputed to have stayed.

Read more:…
Dogs~ Napoleon,Maroon
Owners of Charecters~ Napoleon: CoolEmoticon, Maroon: Me
Time of Day(Beginning):Late Afternoon
Time of Day (End): Night

Other: Napoleon~Bullet; Yellow Maroon~Bullet; Red 

Bullet; Red The sleek siberian weaved her way through the abundent streets of Nome in the late afternoon rays. Every witch way dogs were barking, kids screaming, and sleds narrowly missing yours nose.But Maroon knew her way around town so the crossing was swift and painless, this time at least. 

Every paw step I took disapeared in the foot or so of snow, It snowed a bit last night. But nothing compared to the upcoming blizzards of winter. I headed to a popular spot for pets, strays, and even a few sled dogs and gang dogs. Gossip and chatter rang through the long and weather protected ally way as I strode towards a friend of mine. 

"Have anything different this time?" The brute shook his head, winter was known for it's food shortages. "Jeez, you would think some of the canines might be decent at this." I growled and the canine agreed with me. "Whatever," I breathed changing the subject to avoid gossip. "lemme know if you need any help alright." And with that I left, passing gossiping feas and brutes. I leaped onto a few old boxes lowering my head onto my paws to rest.


Bullet; Yellow What had ever possessed him to come here? Oh, right, his owner; he mentioned passing this popular spot, and practically forced Napoleon to "play with the other dogs". Pfft, yeah right... Napoleon sighed as he slithered his way through the large crowd of canines. He continuously had to push other bodies out of his way in order to make it out of this heated, crowded catastrophe. He ignored the various remarks, and advances from females and males alike that he received; whether it be butt sniffing, lustful gazes/actions, etc. He sneered and kept his head held high, continuing on his way as if they were all trash to him. He knew he was a good looking canine, but sometimes it was a curse more so than a blessing.

As he finally managed to escape the mess of annoying and/or horny canines, Napoleon caught a blur of red fur in his peripherals. He cocked his head to the side, and advanced towards the motion. He soon found himself looking up at a beautiful, red Siberian laying upon a few boxes. He began to approach her, slowly and cautiously, while clearing his throat. He plopped down, gracefully, beside the boxes she lied upon, and spoke softly: "Quite noisy here, not sure if you'll be getting a good rest, if that's what you intend..." His voice was low, and gruff.


Bullet; Red 
I watched as a proud canine pushed his way through lustful canines, females and males alike. He caught my gaze because of the way he walked, proud and graceful. Damn, the other dogs looked like lowly rats compared to the way he entered. What was he doing here? 

Thoughts were pushed back as he weaved his way towards me, my snout still rested on my paw. "Well you get used to it," I straightened up lifting my sleek cranium high. "Napoleon right? Your reputation proceeds you." I charmed. I knew most of the dogs around Nome, it being a small place and most dogs stick around once here.

I shifted my figure to the left a bit leaving a wide gap on the box big enough for the brute. "Come sit." I offered wanting to get to know the brute, him being a good future ally. But there was another reason, he was handsome and I had nothing better to do except sit around in this dump. 


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon cocked his head in confusion. This female knew him? Hmm... smart dog; or maybe she just had many extra eyes in Nome. He smiled and bowed his head in thanks, before climbing the tower of boxes, laying beside the smaller female. "My reputation, huh?" He asked, curious. "Tell me, madam...?" He paused, waiting for her to fill in the blank, "what sorts of things do you hear about me? Couldn't be good things," he joked, knowing his bad attitude turned others off. Not that he particularly cared what other canines thought of him. 


Bullet; Red 
My crimson ears flicked at "madam" in his German accent, never being called that before. I cocked my head to the right, facing the town, shielding my blush that settled upon my snow white undercoat.

"That's not true, most of the things I hear of you are quite.....interesting." I let the last word roll off my tongue for it's meaning to be precise and obvious. Yes it was true, most of the things she heard about the ex guard dog were negative. But she was prepared to exaggerate the positive influences he gave on Nome, and she didn't believe the rumors anyways. Never does she judge a dog by words on the street. 

"Well I heard you were quite a gentlemen, and I see now the reason that was said." I charmed looking over him with my blue eyes. I turned my head upwards as my maw reached his upright ear "I also heard you were a charmer, can't wait to see you prove that point." I breathed. 


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon continued staring at the crimson canine, not once letting his eyes drift from her face. She was, indeed, a beautiful dog, so keeping his eyes on her was not much of an issue. He could smell the embarrassment radiating off the other as she turned away, which caused him to smile in semi-adoration. How adorable; he was able to fluster this female simply with his words... "Oh, really now? I highly doubt that, given a particular, social canine wants my head on a platter..." he snickered, leaving the aforementioned canine's name unspoken. If she was as clever, and well informed as she seemed, he wouldn't have to mention any names.
Napoleon could hear/see the flirtatious tone/action the female gave him as she positioned her maw to his ear. Not that he minded, however, as he knew he was a looker, and he could be charming if he so pleased. He smirked, two could play at that game. He turned his nose, catching his own on her cold one. As the two's noses connected, he spoke, "oh, believe me, the time will definitely come... and you won't forget it," Napoleon's voice lowered into a more guttural tone as he stared into her blue orbs.
With that, he re positioned himself, moving his face away from the other's, and looking out at the town, as the other previously had. He watched the feet of dogs and humans alike, shuffling through the streets.


Bullet; Red 
As I pulled my head back from his ear I felt my nose connect with another's, Napoleon's nose. I opened my mouth to speak, maybe a protest or a charm, but nothing managed to make it past my flabbergasted maw. Not even a breath managed, my jaw only hung there wide with astonishment. 

Finally when he pulled away I managed to blurt "Oh i'm definitely not going to forget even this Napoleon." I watched as he turned away, a bit disappointed that it was over. To be honest I urned for a bit more, just a smidge more of the spark. I then followed his gaze, turning my cranium in the process, to the busy street. "Looking for someone?" I asked slightly changing the subject.


Bullet; Yellow 
He chuckled at the other's astonished reaction, oblivious of his effects of charm all the while. He smirked as if he had won a championship of sorts, and snorted in triumph. "Glad to have made such an... impression on you, my lady," he replied, with just as much charm as before. He wouldn't be lying when he said he absolutely loved when his charm had caused side effects on females and males alike. He loved the chase, but rarely ever stayed for the commitment. Not that he would knock up some poor, unsuspecting she dog; rather he was much more into the chase itself.
When Maroon asked if he was searching for any one in particular, he merely shook his head, "no, just wondering why you crazy canines would be wandering around in such cold weather," he chuckled. He tore his gaze from the rush of feet, and turned back to the crimson furred canine. "Anyway, why are you out here? Stray? Pet?... Other?" Napoleon asked out of curiosity.


Bullet; Red 
I nodded agreeing with his impression he spoke about. Indeed the duke gave quite an impression on her, treating her well. But she had a feeling he was only in for the temporary spark, witch she of course understood. Not many dogs are yet committed to the demands love makes. But that was not important, a trusting ally had been gained and would it be something more maroon would find out.

"We get used to it, were born into it to be more clear." I chuckled. "Stray. I prefer the life of freedom, and plus I am an ally to most of the canines in Nome. Even a few in the dog gang, it helps to not go hungry." I explained, each sentence fogging the air near my snout. 

It was getting cold, the temperature had dropped suddenly. No dog is ever invincible to the cold, even one who had been in it his entire life, until he was safe and sound near a fire. So I shook ever so slightly at the cold, curling my tail closer to try and keep my back legs warm.


Bullet; Yellow 
Clever dog. The fact Maroon had so many extra contacts on hand was, indeed, a very wise thing to do in such a harsh climate town. As the seconds passed, he began seeing the crimson canine as being more than a mere stray; she could definitely be a handy canine to have whenever he needed a second pair of ears and eyes.
Napoleon would definitely have to agree that being a stray does have it's perks, one of those aforementioned perks including freedom; however, being a pet may have offered less freedom of rules, but it did come with being taken care of, fed and protected. He nodded at her statement, nonetheless, in agreement. "It is true, freedom is a wonderful gift of being a stray, however, as you said, it does have it's downfalls as well." He thought long and hard, choosing his next words carefully: "Well, if you ever happen to need anything to eat, or a place to stay, don't be afraid to come find me. I would be more than happy to help," Napoleon stated after time of thinking. 
When the smaller canine began to tremble in the sudden temperature drop, Napoleon scooted closer to the other, wrapping his long tail around Maroon in hopes to lessen the amount of cold air hitting her more sensitive skin. "Better?" He asked, chuckling. "Wouldn't want you catching something, no?" he finished.


Bullet; Red "Pet life never truly suited me, nor did I satisfy the owner I had. So I just figured it would be easier as what many people call a stray, and it proved correct for I am much happier." My ears caught his sign of generosity as I nodded "Thank you Napoleon I will note that. And you see all those bad things people say about you are rubbish." I smiled. 

While starting to shiver I flinched at the sudden contact of his tail. I looked back as his tassel draped over mine. "Yes much better thank you." I spoke the truth, I was much warmer when the brute added his warmth to mine. I shook my head "No it would be dreadful to catch a cold, and have to leave." I chuckled. 


Bullet; Yellow Napoleon snorted, "why would you have to satisfy your owner? Isn't a dog's presence enough to the point we don't have to roll over and do tricks for them? Geez, humans," he grumbled. His humans never made him do anything he never wanted to; he decided to become a guard dog more on his own whim than anything, as to show how much he appreciated their love and affection. As for his new owner, not that he didn't love him, but he never really grew to liking the guy as much as he had his old family. He internally whimpered at the thought of his old family; how could they have simply given him up, after everything he did for them? Such was the life of a dog, he supposed...
When the other thanked him for his generous offer, he smiled, bowing his head, "my pleasure. Wouldn't want such a pretty thing whither away, now would I?" he continued, keeping his charm switched on as he knew how much it pleased her; or any lady for that matter. Napoleon was well known for being quite the ass, however, what those who thought that didn't know was that they just happened to catch him on his worst of days. Not to mention he was raised with constant praise, and was always complimented, so his ego was through the roof to the point it drove many away.
"Thank God I met a canine in this alleyway who didn't want to get down on me... as the saying goes," Napoleon snorted, hoping to lighten the mood a bit more.


Bullet; Red 
I laughed a bit, I hadn't laughed in a long time. I forgot how it sounded like, and boy did it sound weird. But it felt good some how. I then sighed after the chorus of giggles, finally on a happier note then what we were on earlier.

"So um anyways..." I was cut off by the crunch of snow and paw steps. A few gasps were heard in the ally way before hushed by silence. Three blood stained dogs stood at the end of the ally way, one sitting, one pacing, and the other one looking straight at me before giving me a slight nod. Blood dripped from his chops as I cursed from under my breath, Can't these dogs do anything right? I finally remembered the presence of the other. 

"Excuse me for a moment." I smiled as I nuzzled him briskly before standing up to hop down the stairway of boxes. While doing so I brushed my tail underneath his chin, looking back and winking. 

I trotted swiftly towards the sight of the dogs, pushing through the crowd of shocked canines. "I wanted him alive idiots, now I don't know where my food went." The brute opened his mouth to protest but I shut him up with a growl "Remind me to do this kind of thing on my own." I snarled before deciding to give them some recognition to keep their loyalty "But impressive that you managed to defeat him, your dismissed." The dogs straightened up while I complimented them before walking off. 

The crowd continued on with flirting, eating, and god knows what else. I hopped up to my current spot next to napoleon except a bit closer so that our sides touched. I longed for comforting.


Bullet; Yellow Napoleon found Maroon's laughter to be quite adorable. He smiled widely, chuckling along with her, as her laugh was an addicting one.
He, too, broke his eyes from the lady beside him, and instead focused it on the three bloodied canines that happened to cause quite the ruccus among the other dogs. He frowned, unhappy with the interruption. He even let loose a low growl in annoyance.
When Maroon stood to leave him, swiping her fluffy tail beneath his chin and throwing him a wink, he smirked at the suggestive gesture. His smirk tuned to a frown, his standing ear falling in confusion when the female began advancing towards the aforementioned canines. Were these some of Maroons goons? Heh, what did she ask these poor hapless folks to do to have them caked in blood?... Many thoughts raced through his mind, as he continues to watch her make her way through the crowds. He didn't tear his gaze from her until she was sitting back beside him, and everything resumed to how it was. 
"What was that about?" He had to ask. 


Bullet; Red 
I could sense the concern in his tone as he asked me the question. "I uh.." I stalled still deciding wether to tell the truth or conceal it. I sighed giving into the guilt. "They are a quartet I hired a bit ago, they are a bit like bounty hunters. But they are open for negotiation tasks also." I started, deciding to explain the reason of the canines interrupting the peace. " I hired them 'cause some brute stole my food, I was willing to know why and negotiate but I guess those three decided not. Risky business really." 

I sighed looking up at the grey sky, it was going snow tonight. It was going to snow every night really. Winter was coming along with the bitter cold and hardship. I realized the sad note I left the conversation on. "So anyways, what's your owner like?"


Bullet; Yellow Napoleon grunted; "they sound like idiots in my opinion. You know, if they catch those three, they're most likely gonna throw you under the bus, claiming you told them to kill that dog?" Napoleon felt concern boiling deep inside him for Maroon. She obviously was not one to hold ill intentions towards another, let alone murder another for simply stealing food, so the thought of her being punished for a crime she hadn't commit, made him uneasy. He pulled her closer with a paw, "however, if you ever find yourself in such a situation, feel free to find me, I'll protect you," he finished, hoping to bring ease to the husky.
With the sudden change of topic, Napoleon smiled. "Well, he's alright. Isn't home much, not that I can complain as he never seems to provide me with much attention, him being busy and all with work. I was sold to him by my old family in Germany... God knows why..." Napoleon answered earnestly. He didn't really have anything to hide, so he spilled his guts to the curious canine.


Bullet; Red He's right, my conscience muttered, yep i'm an idiot. I should have thought that through, would I ever murder a dog? No, but no one would believe me except.... my gaze turned to Napoleon. I nuzzled his chest fluff, "Thank you Napoleon, for...for everything." I stuttered shifting my head in his fur to look up at him.

"Well, him being not home is a positive I guess. You can trot around Nome and have free time." I said. "And also I think it was good for you to be sent here." I charmed. "You know why?" I asked waiting for him to try and fill in the blank. "Cause I got to meet you."


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon chuckled, "no problem, dear." He responded to the nuzzle by placing his head over hers, as if to shelter her from any harm the world may bring to her. He was being honest when he promised to protect her. She was definitely a lady worth protecting, and he would see to it that he followed through.
He smirked at her comment about how glad she was that his master had forced him here against his own will, when he would have much rather been sleeping at home; now the tables have turned, however. "Agreed; the only downside was having been ground on by these horny excuses for canines..." Napoleon joked. "My rump feels positively violated." he finished, sighing.


Bullet; Red 
I felt this head rest upon mine as I cracked a smile. He was like a warm panda bear, a charming, loyal, eat your face off protective, and warm panda bear. While enclosed in fur I examined the canines around me. Horny, disgusting, and drunk canines. Or at least they looked drunk.

I chuckled, "God forbid you see what happens here at dawn," I wrinkled my nose in disgust at the flashbacks. "It is positively horrid." I shifted my gaze from the crowd to the now deserted streets of nome. Had it been that long? It had only been early afternoon a little while ago. Snow began to fall as the crowd began to filter out slowly, but surely.


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon opened his eyes, and examined the crowds. "Hmm, do humor me; what happens at night? You've piqued my curiosity, madam." He was curious as hell now that Maroon mentioned what happens when the sun begins to make its escape. 
Speaking of the sun making its escape... Has he really been out here for so long? Huh, guess spending time with Maroon was so worth while that time went by so much quicker than he had expected. 


Bullet; Red "When the sun goes down so does the level of sanity in some of these dogs." I laughed. 

"It just gets rowdier in here, hard to believe it could get even more crazier than it is right? But it does, unfortunately. That's all I know really, I have only ever stayed so late here and I only hear the weird, crazy, and absolutely chaotic stories the morning after. I'm not to much of a party dog anyways." 

I sighed remembering all the times I was invited to stay after but declined. I was humble when it came to that particular subject. Plus every dog needs her beauty sleep. "Do you like to party much Napoleon?" I asked with genuine curiosity.


Bullet; Yellow Napoleon raised a brow, "oh"; he wasn't expecting her to mean simple partying. For some reasons he expected it to be something more... sinister. He shrugged to himself, whatever. 
"I do not like partying, at least not the way most dogs consider 'partying.' I'm more of a... classy... kind of party dog. You know, conversations and meet ups over dry humping and going crazy," he chuckled.


Bullet; Red 
"Classy huh?" I said looking back at the way he strode through the less sensitive crowd. I imagined what his kind of party would look like. Lots of men and women dressed in over the top outfits, shiny shoes and assortment of colored suits for the men. And the ladies wearing large dresses maybe even as big as me. Also those huge crystal things that the people call chandeliers hanging from the ceiling I would assume, only ever seeing one being shipped and making a stop in Nome. I even imagined Napoleon wearing a bow tie, I chuckled at the thought but admired slightly how proper and handsome he looked. I decided to know the truth on these parties and what they were like. "What are the parties like? The classy parties that you like, or have you not been to one?"


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon chuckled, watching the female wander in her thoughts...
"Well, they're very proper. No dancing or loud music, just catching up with old acquaintances with platters of fancy finger foods, as you Americans call it, and wine tastings... As a canine, however, I never got to experience the foods or drinks; I just wandered around with my master, or talked with other dogs, which were few..." Napoleon gave a nostalgic sigh, "those were the days." If given the chance, Napoleon would definitely go back in time, and make better use of his time in Germany, with his old family. He regretted never taking advantage of the things he was so lucky to have had...


Bullet; Red 
I chuckled at "fancy finger foods" because of how true it was. Reality was that america was the fast food restaurant of the world in most places, or at least that's how I saw it. I loved this place, nevertheless, it being my life long home compared to other dogs like napoleon being shipped in and out from places to land here. The middle of freaking no where, but it was our middle of no where. 

"Do the dogs speak German or do they speak, like, fancy English?" I chuckled at the thought of some of my friends attempting to speak proper English instead of the slang everyone uses. "Ah Napoleon, what a gathering worthy of our presence is it not? May I join you to the garden out in the courtyard." I mocked what I thought off as fancy English, adding my best English accent I could muster.


Bullet; Yellow 
"Hmmm, German, for sure," Napoleon replied, as if thinking about the question. He chuckled at Maroon's impression of noble English folk, but played along nevertheless; "mmm, quaint, quaint. Why, my lady, I thought you'd never ask!" Napoleon rose a paw to his chest as if astonished by her faux proposition. 
Acting like this was new to Napoleon; he was thoroughly surprised with himself, in all honesty.


Bullet; Red 
I laughed at the surprising skill he showed in his English accent. "Your actually pretty good at that!" I had met a few canine's that spoke the eastern tone, I wonder if he had met any canines that spoke like that? Unfortunately my horrendous laugh had attracted some attention and I turned away, flustered. 

After the rest of the crowd turned there heads back to whatever they were doing, the last remaining canine's left. The day light slowly disappeared behind one of the buildings as the blanket of a shadow draped over the alleyway. I sighed disappointed at how quickly the time had gone by. "I guess it's getting quite late," I sighed before adding "and cold as a sled dog with no fur." I chuckled before standing up. "Should we met again sometime charming." I teased. 


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon chuckled at the laughter the female emitted, her attracting attention in the process. When she noticed, and turned away flustered, Napoleon glared at the canines staring, and pulled his lips back in a menacing snarl; in return, the aforementioned dogs turned their heads back to where they previously focused their attention, leaving her. He huffed, looking back at Maroon with a smile. 
Napoleon flinched in surprise when the other stood to her feet. His ears lowered in disappointment. "A-alright, I guess. We will meet again, for sure! If you ever need anything, or happen to get into any trouble, feel free to hunt me down and I'll help you..." With that being said, he, too, stood to his feet, and stretched his aching limbs. 


Bullet; Red 
I nodded at his suggestion "Will do." I watched as he stretched and I waited until he straightened up. I nuzzled his cheek for a moment before sliding my nose to touch his. "Meet me here in a couple of days alright?" I said our noses still contacted. I pulled back after getting an answer. Sighing before deciding to brighten the mood of it "See ya' later." I barked leaping off the boxes and trotting out of the ally way. I was near the end of the ally way when I looked back, half of me cursed that I did the other half just nodded. I smiled, my pelt being illuminated with the moonlight. I then bounded off, determined to see him again.


Bullet; Yellow 
Napoleon smirked, a light blush dusting his muzzle at the female's actions. He chuckled, a"wouldn't miss the opportunity even if my life depended on it." He watched her bound off into the street - momentarily turning to give him a nod, of which he politely returned - until she dissapeared. 
With that, he made his own exit, making his way back home. 
Time to show his owner his sincerest gratitude...


Help us reach 1000! (and see Napoleon strip)

Journal Entry: Thu Jul 18, 2013, 7:28 PM

Hey guys!

So now that we actually have a little bit of time to take a breather, we managed to take in the fact that we've almost reached 600 fans on Smackjeeves, we've posted over 50 pages, and we're a few months away from our 1 year anniversary! Holy crap!

It was this moment of discovery that led to the following thought:

Wouldn't it be cool if we had 1000 fans by the time we reached our 1 year anniversary?

The answer was, of course, yes! So now we turn to you lovely people with a proposition that should be fun for ALL of us - even the characters! 

See this very handsome picture of Napoleon? For every ten new fans we get on Smackjeeves, Nym will draw a new picture of him without an article of clothing. And once we undress Napoleon, you guys get to choose which man will be next. ;)

Now I'm sure you all are asking yourselves: How can I get in on this gloriousness?

Well! Here's what you can do:

1) Reblog this post on Tumblr! Or if you don't have a Tumblr, make your own post on DA or Facebook and tell everyone why you like the comic, and encourage them to be sign up so that they can be fans of us on smackjeeves!

The site link is: graveimpressions.smackjeeves.c…

2) If you're up for the challenge - do something artistic to show how much you like the comic or the characters! Draw, write, cosplay, whatever you choose! (Tag it under Grave Impressions on Tumblr or drop us a note here so we can see it and give you tons of fangirl squeals of joy.)

3) If you've already done one or both of those, make sure you have a Smackjeeves account so you can add us to your favorites. Then tell all your friends to do the same. ;)

If we reach 1000 before October 14, we'll do a huge thank-you giveaway including merch so limited that only one of you can get it.

So start spreading the word, guys! And hopefully the next new drawing will be soon! ;)

RP between
Sepsis the Lone wolf by HeyYew
SoW - Napoleon Application by CoolEmoticon
in the group :iconseason-of-white:

HeyYew said the following:

Sepsis, for the first time, was being let out of that backyard. But there was this thick string-like thing attached to him. It didn't take him too long to realize that that was what his human alpha was using to lead him around. Sepsis lagged behind the human, letting him take the lead as he looked around a little. One dog in particular caught his eye. My my... What a specimen.

CoolEmoticon said the following:

Napoleon had been walking around absent-mindedly with his nose in the air for the past half hour. It's been some time since his owner left the house, and him the home, so he thought it best to head back just in time to be fed. Maybe he will even get a belly rub if he was lucky and his owner wasn't in a grumpy mood. The thought brought his tail into motion and a smile to his face. He began trotting home when the sight of a human and a wolf caught his attention. Wait. Wolf? He had to do a double take just to make sure his eyes weren't betraying him. It was indeed a wolf, but why would a human tame a wild wolf? Napoleon was curious now. He began to slowly approach the two, with extreme caution. He didn't know if either were very friendly.

HeyYew said the following:

"Hi there." Sepsis said in a slightly excited tone in seeing that the dog was coming his way. He had been getting quite a few looks today, but Sepsis had to admit he didn't care for many of their glances. But this was different of course.

CoolEmoticon said the following:

Napoleon stopped a safe distance away, shifting glances from the wolf to the human. He looked back at the wolf and had to ask. "Why are you, a wolf, tied up and following a human around like a lost sheep?" His voice was low, but gruff as if he was afraid the human would understand him. He found it odd as he had never heard of such a thing. Napoleon didn't know why, but he found the human to look up to no good.

HeyYew said the following:

“He’s my alpha.” Wuffed the wolf, looking up at Henry, who seemed to have slowed a little in seeing that Sepsis wanted to interact with the german shepherd.

CoolEmoticon said the following:

Napoleon slowly made his way closer to the two, keeping his eye trained on both to make sure they didn't start anything. The first one he walked up to was the human to sniff him. After thoroughly sniffing his owner, he gave a gruff snort in displeasure as he turned to the other. "Your 'alpha' looks up to no good, he reeks of many dogs and blood." He gave a look up disgust on the last word. Napoleon only had to wonder what the human had recently been up to.

HeyYew said the following:

"Well, I think he's a demon of some sort... So yah, makes sense." Sepsis was oddly casual and aloof about said statement. That being said, he thought he was in hell and the human was his caretaker of sorts. Though amusingly enough as far as the world was concerned they may very well consider a human like Henry to be a demon.

He knew he wasn't the only one his alpha spent time with, he'd disappear for hours at a time. That was probably his day job or something like that, demon stuff.

CoolEmoticon said the following:

"Demon?" Napoleon was thoroughly confused. He looked at the human and had a bad feeling just by looking at him, so his confusion began to slowly dwindle away. He lifted his snout up in the air. "Want me to attack him," he asked, willing to do so? He wanted this human out of his presence as fast as possible, and if that meant attacking him, so be it. He lifted his tail, ears flat to his head as his lips turned upward just a bit. He was positioned to attack if need be.

HeyYew said the following:

"I'm not sure that's a good idea." Sepsis wooded a little. He would hate to see the handsome dog's face get messed up by his alpha. While his human was mostly nice to him, he did kick from time to time. Sepsis was alright with such treatment of course, but he did not wish the same for this dog. Even if he was in hell right along with Sepsis, which meant that he couldn't be that good of a person.

"Get lost." Henry shouted at the German shepherd, waving him away.

CoolEmoticon said the following:

Napoleon let out a snarl at the human. How dare this filthy creature shoo him away?? Doesn't he know a purebred when he saw one? He should be given utmost respect, not hateful commands! He began barking insults to the two legged animal, hoping he would disappear. He backed up a bit in case the human tried attacking him, whilst still showing the human he would fight back if attacked. He knew how to fight off humans as he was a part time guard dog at his old mansion. He had his fair share of intruders.

HeyYew said the following:

Henry started walking away from the german shepherd, keeping an eye on him just in case he attacked though. Sepsis, after a moment of hesitation, followed along.

CoolEmoticon said the following:

Napoleon straightened back up, chest puffed out before snorting in disgust. Filthy two-legged human. Not to mention the wolf was very weak-minded to be held captive by a creature of much weaker state. "Hmmph. How weak." Napoleon began to walk in the other direction highly annoyed as an irritated scowl made it's way to his face, nose held high. He would kill his boredom in some other way, somehow.

HeyYew said the following:

Sepsis watched as the handsome german shepherd walk away. He did believe that in this case the phrase, 'I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave,' was quite appropriate. He'd probably not see the dog again though. Or maybe he would. That'd be nice.