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Interests: I am an aspiring mangaka (which means "manga artist", who loves to write stories and show them in the classic right to left format, even though its in english. I enjoy producing manga, and reading manga (always from right to left), and make sure to pronounce it "MONguh", if it sounds weird its because its from another language. My ID, Ramenshoku, is combination of two words, Ramen, which is basically noodles in hot water (think of Top Ramen), and enshoku, which is Japanese for "Bright Red", which is the natural color of my hair. I am an American who's proud of the Scottish blood that runs through him.


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Member Since: 5/22/2005

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Sunday, April 29, 2007

Wow it's been a long time since I've made an entry. I found something better than Xanga. No offense to Xanga, but Blogger doesn't force you to have ads running on the top of the screen. Here's my Blogger Blog:

http://sdtektiv.blogspot.com

Since you obviously have a little time, why not stop by and maybe leave a comment? My advice for any other Xanga users is just to consider Blogger (http://www.blogger.com), since they give you access to blog's code for free.

UPDATE: After I published this post onto my Xanga page, there was that annoying thing that said "Xanga Premium Users can have a custom module and fill it with whatever you like." Well on Blogger you can have as many custom modules as you want for free. Sorry Xanga.


Thursday, June 09, 2005

Chapter 2

Then the bee turned out to be a bomb and then everything blew up. the end.... Yep I got tired of the story, so I ended it like so, that's the advantage of having author power that you can wield however you want with your story.  Write a story and experience it yourself.  

Ok, new story:

There once was this guy who loved pie, let's call him "Pie Guy". This guy was a pie expert, a pie lover, a pie--meister.  And he had tried every pie in the world, so he wanted to try something new--Something like pie, but not really. And so he journeyed.  He tried Falafel, didn't like it.  He tried liquified muffin, didn't like it. Then he got a bright idea! "Why don't I try things that actually have some resemblance to pie? That's it!" So he tried quiche, thought it was "okay", but ultimately didn't like it.

.....

One day he went to Germany and someone said to him: "Guten Tagen Haagen Daagen Tobaggen!" 

Pie Guy said, "Wait a minute, that's not real German!"

He said, "Oh good, you know, they make us say that for the tourists, but I can see you're different. Who are you anyway?"

Pie Guy said, "I'm a guy who likes pie, and I've tried every pie, and now I don't know why, but I want to try something only like pie."  

"Oh I know what you want, follow me."

So they walked into a bakery, someone greeted them.

"Shoodle noodle poodle strudel!"

"Don't say that, he knows its not German." Said the first guy

"Okay." Said the greeter.

"This is Pie Guy, a guy who likes pie and tried every pie why try something only like pie."

"Y'know, I'm not a tourist either," Said the greeter, "But I think I have the just the thing!" he said with a ring.

A few minutes go by as Pie Guy waits.

The greeter comes out with something like pie but not really.

"Wow!" Says Pie Guy. "Let me try."

"This is strudel, and its good."

Pie Guy finally ate the strudel and now he discovered he loved it. In fact, he tried every type of strudel in Germany, and then he wanted to try something like strudel but not really. So he...

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Rurouni Kenshin, Vol. 4
By Nobuhiro Watsuki
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Sunday, May 22, 2005

Chapter One

Scene: a forest of many trees.  We see a young man walking through wearing circular glasses, a simple white tee shirt and blue jeans, and carrying a full backpack.

*Cheep Cheep Twitter*

He takes in a deep breath and thinks to himself, "Aaaah, Nature... the fresh air... the birds' songs...

The shadows of the leaves and trees dance all over him as he walks into the rising sun.

*Buzzz*

A bumblebee flutters over to a cluster of appleblossoms on the end of a branch on a tree on which also, black ants march slowly through the crevices of the tree bark in an organized line.

The appleblossoms are appleblossoming, attracting the bee to attend to its duties.

"Smells just like my shampoo." The boy thinks to himself, as a picture of his shampoo bottle forms in his mind. The brand, Shampoofy Foof, with the label advertising its natural appleblossom scent.

"BEE!" He audibly shouts in fright, with his mouth as big as his head. He jumps forward, flinging his backpack up, and off his right arm and circling around his left.

"BEEEEE!"

The birds, in fright, flock out of tree tops with such adrenaline that some manage to break out of the frame of their known universe known as the manga.

"What a loud appleblossom." The bee thinks, absent-minded and happily following the appleblossom, who is now running, like the birds, for his life.

          *Gasp*

                         *Gasp*

                                      [Sweatdrop]

Now we see a map of Autuhmn, the main character,'s small journey.  We see his house, the school, and the forest between the two.  Cars are going into the school's huge parking lot, and are driving on the left side of the road. There are labels marking the road, Parking Lot, Autuhmn's House, the Forest, and The School, with a side label pointing at it, noting "Bad for you."

What is shown is the frantic, winding route fo Autuhmn and the bee's trek, through the forest to school.  Now, we see that Autuhmn is at top speed running on the sidewalk that runs in front of the school, where buses and cars are unloading students.

*Buzz Buzz Buzz*

The sound of the bee sends a surge of adrenaline and oxygen through Autuhmn's veins.

"Huh?"

There are two girls walking a few meters ahead of him. One is shorter than the other and has hair in tight waves, frizzy, wearing capris that are baggy, a hoody, and has many bee-themed key-chains on her backpack, like stuffed-animal bees.  The other is taller and is wearing a shirt with sleeves that end at her elbows but droop way down, they look like wingy things. She has a skirt that reaches almost to her shoes, and her hair is done so that it comes down from a bun. If you didn't know any better, you'd think she's an heir to the British crown or something.

"That's what." The frizzy-haired girl says.

"Really?" The "princess" responds.

Autuhmn quickly skids to stop from abashing himself by blowing right past them.

*Scuurrrrrrr*

Flames leap up and back from his ankles skidding and singe the chasing bee.

"WaAaH!" The bee yells, and flies panickally up, up, up.

The shorter, frizzy-haired girl gasps and puts the palm of her fist to her cheek in concern, the taller covers her mouth to keep from laughing.

*chortle, chortle*

She can barely keep herself from bursting with laughter.

Autuhmn, now stopped, smiles nervously and scratches the back of his head with his right arm and giant sweatdrop begins to swell. The bee, on fire, plummets to the ground next to him.

Aukward Silence.

The "princess" puts her free arm over her stomach and starts shaking from the hilarity of it all.

Around the three, cars and busses continue to drop off students.

Autuhmn decides to break the silence. The sweatdrop is now as big as his head.

"Well, uh,

           ...you see."

The giant sweat drop splashes on the ground where the burnt bee landed next to his smoking feet.

"...out of nowhere, I saw a bee."

He sees the bee-themed keychains on the concerned girl's backpack. One is shaped like a heart and says "I heart bees".

Autuhmn gets an idea. He continues by saying, "And everyone knows that if..."

The concerned girl is about to burst into tears by the touching story.

"...a bee stings, it will die immediately-- I ran away from it--"

The girl breaks in, tearfully happy, "You were trying to save a life, the life of a bee, That's why you were running so fast?"

"Uhhhh, sorta." Autuhmn looks down at the soaked, burnt bee.

The girl runs up and pressing Autuhmn against her and streams her tears down Autuhmn's back.

Autuhmn can't breathe from the squeezing.

After a couple seconds of lungs under pressure, she lets go and Autuhmn lets out a big breath, and falls to his knees to catch it.

Mr. Bobbertinson, his Biology teacher, a very scary, big and burly man, but with gentle eyes and heart, has been  watching the whole time.

"I would like to congratulate you on your superior knowledge of the bee, you get two gold stars today!"

(Mr. Bobbertinson has trouble realizing he teaches tenth grade, not kindergarten).

He holds up a book of story book size, entitled "The World of the Bee" and says, "This is what we'll be reading today."

"Students probably would complain about Mr. Bobbertinson, except that he's so scary to them, and that when gets done treating the students like little kids, they learn somethings anyway." Autuhmn thinks to himself.

...Chapter 2 coming Tuesday or earlier.


Saturday, May 21, 2005

I was just thinking, isn't great that there's a site where people can just put whatever? Well anyways I am not going to upload the mangas I make onto this site since my computer couldn't handle it, but what I'm going to do is type the stories about the characters from the manga in a story form. If all goes well, it should be just like reading a story with the manga flavor of sound effects words and giant sweatdrops, I'll put a story in here soon.