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Inktober's doodle (13, 14 and 15) by JoshBeta1 Inktober's doodle (13, 14 and 15) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 2 3 Inktober's doodle (01-12-X) by JoshBeta1 Inktober's doodle (01-12-X) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 7 8 Richard Gamma 4 (Doodle, 2017) by JoshBeta1 Richard Gamma 4 (Doodle, 2017) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 5 4 Rebecca Gamma 3 (Doodle, 2017) by JoshBeta1 Rebecca Gamma 3 (Doodle, 2017) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 5 11 Rebekah wants to be back! (Photo, 2017) by JoshBeta1
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Rebekah wants to be back! (Photo, 2017) by JoshBeta1
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Joshua Beta 1 (Doodle, 2017) by JoshBeta1 Joshua Beta 1 (Doodle, 2017) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 7 19 Claire Beta 2 (Doodle, 2017) by JoshBeta1 Claire Beta 2 (Doodle, 2017) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 8 10 Happy Birthday, Circo! (Gift, 2017) xD by JoshBeta1 Happy Birthday, Circo! (Gift, 2017) xD :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 12 10 The biting pear of Salamanca goes to Morelia. xD by JoshBeta1 The biting pear of Salamanca goes to Morelia. xD :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 15 8 Scarleth's Portrait, JoshBeta1 version (Art Trade) by JoshBeta1 Scarleth's Portrait, JoshBeta1 version (Art Trade) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 17 26 Goettin Klara Beta Zwei (2014-2017). xD by JoshBeta1 Goettin Klara Beta Zwei (2014-2017). xD :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 19 43 Self-Portrait Rinmaru Version (Male Persona, 2017) by JoshBeta1 Self-Portrait Rinmaru Version (Male Persona, 2017) :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 20 25 My Birth Chart. xD by JoshBeta1 My Birth Chart. xD :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 3 4 Rebecca Gamma 3 (All versions, 2016) xD by JoshBeta1 Rebecca Gamma 3 (All versions, 2016) xD :iconjoshbeta1:JoshBeta1 18 20
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Vaporeon by GasaiV Vaporeon :icongasaiv:GasaiV 111 19 Eevees by GasaiV Eevees :icongasaiv:GasaiV 97 14 Holiday Raffle! by GasaiV Holiday Raffle! :icongasaiv:GasaiV 28 14 Here by Bitkat Here :iconbitkat:Bitkat 4 36 My lovely fluffy pillow by Bitkat My lovely fluffy pillow :iconbitkat:Bitkat 14 14 +S-S+ Calendrier de l'avent - Day 08: Miki by Kaizoku-no-Yume +S-S+ Calendrier de l'avent - Day 08: Miki :iconkaizoku-no-yume:Kaizoku-no-Yume 22 15 2B chained and worshipped by Kidetic
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Just think about it! by Shabazik

I love the way people imagine me, indeed. :heart:

Bech by Djake
Even after telling them who I am in the real life. :squee:

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Senya and Random by alexichabane

No matter how I look in the real life, because what really matters is how people imagine me. xD

Gift for JoshBeta1 part 1 by zkfanart Gift for JoshBeta1 part 2 by zkfanart AT: Beta 1 y 2 by ExcaliburRose
I consider my O.C.'s are worthwhile enough to be showed in public. xD

Mexican Spanish language level NATIVE by TheFlagandAnthemGuy Español Mexicano (~_°)
American English language level EXPERT by TheFlagandAnthemGuy American English (°_~)
German language level EXPERT by TheFlagandAnthemGuy Deutsche Sprache (°_~)
Latin language level INTERMEDIATE by TheFlagandAnthemGuy Lingua Latina (°_~)
Nahuatl language level INTERMEDIATE by Aztecatl13 Tecpillahtolli (°_~)
Saudi Arabic language level BEGINNER by TheFlagandAnthemGuy اللغة العربية (°_~)

Same Language Stamp by addictedtopunk Stamp - I speak spanish by elytSoN We tried. by Efaniel Stamp - English by Fullmetal-Phantom Learning English Stamp by Fischy-Kari-chan English by WaywardSoothsayer My native language... by ttalktomesoftly First language by Dinoforms Language According to the Internet by endler

No Thanks-Stamp-Long button by Dinoclaws Favs stamp by ankewehner

Stamp: I'm not weird by Roxy317 I Talk to Myself Stamp by Latias-Flyer Sun Stamp by Kezzi-Rose Artist's comments stamp by Shutsumon Opinion stamp by TheCynicalHound STOOPID stamp by inkscripter Cartoon Watcher Stamp by Toonfreak stamp - POPULARITYohnoez by eternalsaturn stamp - HAVE FUN by eternalsaturn Fandom stamp by eternalsaturn I can't take you seriously if you use insults. by World-Hero21 I have a right to my opinions too. by World-Hero21 Not bullshit. by World-Hero21 Talk shit, get hit. by World-Hero21 Nerdy is the new 'cute.' by World-Hero21 ''HA HA, I WIN BECAUSE I BLOCKED U!!'' by Mintaka-TK remove ur opinion it offends me by itsMYopinion :thumb490468783:

'Social Justice' by xAprilyne I've had enough of your snide insinuations! by xAprilyne Because I'm just weird like that by xAprilyne Anti Country Stereotypes by Espio143 No explanation needed. by Espio143 I ate the title by The-OrangeNinja We are all the same by benderadopts Nope i still do not care by KittyJewelpet78 (Request) Support 2D Animations Stamp by KittyJewelpet78 (Request) Support Cuteness and Sweetness Stamp by KittyJewelpet78 Be careful who you trust by KittyJewelpet78 That's not friendship by KittyJewelpet78

Men can cry too by KittyJewelpet78 Those Tears You're Drinking May Have Been Legit by Mintaka-TK

Yo hablo español. I speak English. Ich spreche Deutsch. xD

I am Joshua Beta 1, and I am an indigenous, androgynous, long-haired and dark-skinned native Mexican boy. My heritage comes from the Aztec, Mixtec and Zapotec cultures. I am from Oaxaca City, the main and capitol city in the state named Oaxaca, in Mexico. So, you may imagine me dressed up with a loincloth and a mantle, with my loosen hair (although mine is also fluffy and layered) and some bodypaint, and drawing some pictures on codexes made out of deer's leather like an ancient Aztec writer. But my true identity in the real life is top secret, by the way. xD

I usually cross-dress in public because I love womankind and womanhood in general. [Amazon-like] Females are amazing, aren't they? When I cross-dress, I do it in an elegant, decent and maidenly way for avoiding to attract people's attention, and always with a mask. Nevertheless, when I want to attract people's attention, I do CosPlay and CrossPlay. I have a split personality and I am aware of it; my other "me" is a girl named Rebekah. As female, you may imagine me looking like Marin or Shaina from Saint Seiya, but dark-skinned and brunette. By the way, I like the both sexes, specially tomboy women and effete men... and cross-dressers. Yes, I'm into BDSM and a lot of fetishes too. xD

I love The Occult, Japanese cartoons (animes) and writing and drawing as much as the Aztec, Mayan, Zapotec, Mixtec, Tarascan, Mixean and the native Mexican cultures, their history and other stuffs related with all them, and that's the why I'm studying intercultural literature (mixture of literature, linguistics, anthropology and sociology) at the university as career. At the same time, I'm learning other matters related with what I mentioned lines above such as Astrology, Heathenry (I'm Heathen, by the way), other languages (Aztec, Latin, German, Incan and Arabic) and many other things. Ask me anything. I'm open-minded and there's no taboo matters for me. xD

I'm arrogant, rebel, proud, bold, secretive, straightforward, cold-tempered, calculating, workaholic and brutally honest, and I know how disliking I can be to others due to all that latter, specially because I sound like an advertisement when I talk about myself, but I know when I must shut up myself and bow me before someone else for recognizing his/her superiority, so surprise me with your knowledge and personality. I love learning something new every day, and I need badass Masters and Mistresses to admire and follow. xD

I am someone who despite being very open-minded, I cannot trust anyone. Looking at what there is under my mask (facial underwear) without my authorization is as offensive for me as when someone wants to enter your house without your invitation or looking at what there is under your underwear without your permission. So, there are some limits regarding myself nobody may trespass. So, please don't be offended if I deny to do/make something you request me. Make me to trust you first, and I'll teach you the amazing things behind my public life. Meanwhile, enjoy what you can see and hear about me. xD

20 DE JULIO, 1991. INICIA MI HISTORIA: PLAY...
20. Juli 1991. Meine Geschichte beginnt: PLAY...
NINETEEN-NINETY-ONE, JULY THE 20TH; MY HISTORY BEGINS: PLAY...
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Inktober's doodle (13, 14 and 15)
Raw (not edited before submitting) and made with a ballpoint pen. xD

13.- Kimberly Gamma 15, a remake of the 1998's original doodle. xD
14.- Clark Gamma 16, a remake of the 1998's original doodle. xD

They both were created on May the 5th, 1998, after watching a curious Mexican brand's logo of stationery. Then, I was six years old; after creating Kimberly, I decided making her similar with my little sister (she was born on February the 24th, 1998), and then mixing them with the traits of Rebecca Gamma 3 and Richard Gamma 4, based on my parents. Kimberly is the first O.C. of me who was born genie instead of human first (because their parents already were genies when Kimberly was born). Clark, on the other side, is based from the beginning in a fictional character instead of someone from the real life: Jeice from Dragon Ball Z. So, he has white hair and red skin like him. By the way, Clark is my first extra-terrestrial O.C. Kimberly & Clark also were my first O.C.'s with a given name from their origins, and the first O.C.'s of me that I put together as couple from the beginning. After that, I decided making Claire the Joshua's official couple, making Rebecca Richard's official couple, making Ruth Raymond's official couple, and assigning names to all them and to Regina Beta 6 and Jennyffer Alpha 7. Before that, they just had their numbers (and Rebecca had the "1", while Joshua had the "3"). Thus, I could be done with the whole, entire plot of "The Beta Rays" until the fourth season -there still were some small holes in the plot- and, from then on, I put my attention in correcting and updating what I had in that age. xD

Here ends the first generation of O.C.'s and texts created by me. My drawing style and technique that started in 1994 reached its highest quality and performance on August the 31st, 1998. That day, my earliest childhood and first golden age ended. After that, a horrible period of decadence came for my family and specially for me: Mom and Dad destroyed most of the most of my whole artowrk (95%) first, and then they forced me to forget my whole, entire life before 1999 by playing with my mind and destroying most of my stuffs, and they almost got it. I became their enemy, and they became my enemies while they were getting divorced (they blamed me because they considered me "too odd and weird to let a family being happy and united"). I forgot my childhood, most of my memories and even how to draw. They made me to be bitter...


But on July the 1st, 2000, the first decadent period of my life ended, and I didn't lose the chance to recover my memories and my legendary childhood, but also going for more epical adventures and therefore legendary memories....

15.- Hikaru Gamma 10, a remake of the 2001's original doodle. xD
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INKTOBER'S PHASE 1 HAS BEEN SUCCESSFULLY COMPLETED! :squee:
Inktober's doodle (01-12-X)
Raw (not edited before submitting), made with a ballpoint pen, using my 1994's drawing style and technique. xD

1.- Rebecca Gamma 3, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD
2.- Claire Beta 2, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD
3.- Joshua Beta 1, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD
4.- Richard Gamma 4, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD

They all were created on July the 20th, 1994. I turned three years old that day. xD
Rebecca's creation was an accident, after watching a shack with metallic rooftop; after creating that O.C., I decided making her similar with my own mother. Claire came from a dream during a nap. Joshua was myself (until 2013, when I separated Joshua in this O.C. and my Male Persona), introduced intentionally; Richard's creation's reason is being Rebecca's couple, and his first version was a modified version of Joshua; after creating him, I decided making him similar with my own father. All them are native Mexicans (from Southern Mexico). They were born human first, and then they became genies (TBR's, CH 2 & CH 9). xD

5.- Hikari Gamma 5, a remake of the original 1995's doodle. xD
6.- Regina Beta 6, a remake of the original 1995's doodle. xD

They both were created on June the 6th, 1995. Then, I was about to turn four years old; after creating them, I decided making them similar with my half-Asian twin female cousins, which are 12 or 16 years elder than me (one of my cousins is already dead; the other one still exists, but we don't get along with each other anymore). Hikari and Regina are half Japanese (the dark-skinned ones from Okinawa) and half native Mexicans (from Southern Mexico). They were born human first, and then they became genies (TBR's, CH 2 & CH 9). Later, they live an affair with each other (CH 54) so this is my first twincest story. In this year, I learned how to hold a pencil, so my drawing style could improve a lot. xD

7.- Jennyffer Alpha 7, a remake of the original 1996's doodle. xD
8.- James Jacob Alpha 8, a remake of the original 1996's doodle. xD

They both were created (probably) on September the 9th, 1996. Then, I was five years old; after creating them, I decided making Jennyffer similar with Mom's mother. After that, I gave her a cowboy's hat inspired and based on the Mexican musical genre equivalent to the USA's "country" named "Bronco" in Spanish. James Jacob, on the other hand (a.k.a. "J.J."), was separated of Richard due to inconsistences in the plot of "The Beta Rays", which was just a bunch of separated stores with some common points in their respective plots; I had to make two different O.C.'s in order to keep the credibility of the plot. J.J. is a native Mexican guy (from Northern Mexico), and Jenny is an Old Norse woman that settled down in Northern Mexico (she traveled with Leif Ericksson); she pretends to be an American cowgirl and farmer. Jenny is the daughter of a Valkyrie, so she is a demi-goddess. On the other hand, J.J. was born human and then he became a genie (TBR's, CH 17-CH 21, CH 31-CH 33, CH 36-CH 39). xD

9.- Rex Beta 9, a remake of the original 1997's doodle. xD
10.- Ruth Beta 11, a remake of the original 1997's doodle. xD

Rex Beta 9 was created on January the 31st, 1997, and Ruth Beta 11 was created on February the 1st, 1997; the difference of time between its creation process is due to a moving process (my first moving in my lifetime). Then, I was five years old. They are based on Joshua Beta 1 and Claire Beta 2, respectively, because they are their "children". I created them as human robots or androids intentionally as result of the plot of "The Beta Rays" (CH 51-CH 53, CH 77, CH 90). Rex and Ruth are souled androids and therefore human-like, not like machines or computers (despite their creations started in a 80's computer). Rather than just a pair of human-like devices, they will give you the impression they are humans locked up inside the bodies of androids (and it's this way). Their creation was inspired by an album known as "Time", released by Electric Light Orchestra. They were made as androids, and then they became genies (CH 92-CH 95). xD

11.- Raymond Beta 12, a remake of the original 1998's doodle. xD
12.- Harley Gamma 13, a remake of the original 1998's doodle. xD

Raymond Beta 12 and Harley Gamma 13 were created on March the 3rd, 1998. Then, I was six years old. They, like Claire Beta 2, came from a dream (which consisted of the whole "The Beta Rays" third and fourth seasons, which also let me to put all the stories of my 12 O.C.'s all together and then "The Beta Rays" was possible; before that, I just had twelve different stories that sometimes could unite their plots in certain common points). They both are native Americans. Raymond is Harley's bigger brother. Raymond looks like the mixture of Rebecca, Claire, Joshua and Regina. On the other hand, Harley has no precedent basis. They were born human first, and then they became genies (Raymond: CH 91-CH 93. Harley: CH 86-CH 89). By the way, Harley is blind and autist, so she is my first and only disabled O.C. They also made me to create a brand-new drawing style, much less square and much less symetrical than my first drawing style. So, after their creation I decided to make an update to my other 10 O.C.'s. xD

INKTOBER PHASE 1 HAS BEEN SUCESSFULLY COMPLETED!!! :squee:
Inktober's doodle (01-12-X)
Raw (not edited before submitting), made with a ballpoint pen, using my 1994's drawing style and technique. xD

1.- Rebecca Gamma 3, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD
2.- Claire Beta 2, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD
3.- Joshua Beta 1, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD
4.- Richard Gamma 4, a remake of the original 1994's doodle. xD

They all were created on July the 20th, 1994. I turned three years old that day. xD
Rebecca's creation was an accident, after watching a shack with metallic rooftop; after creating that O.C., I decided making her similar with my own mother. Claire came from a dream during a nap. Joshua was myself (until 2013, when I separated Joshua in this O.C. and my Male Persona), introduced intentionally; Richard's creation's reason is being Rebecca's couple, and his first version was a modified version of Joshua; after creating him, I decided making him similar with my own father. All them are native Mexicans (from Southern Mexico). They were born human first, and then they became genies (TBR's, CH 2 & CH 9). xD

5.- Hikari Gamma 5, a remake of the original 1995's doodle. xD
6.- Regina Beta 6, a remake of the original 1995's doodle. xD

They both were created on June the 6th, 1995. Then, I was about to turn four years old; after creating them, I decided making them similar with my half-Asian twin female cousins, which are 12 or 16 years elder than me (one of my cousins is already dead; the other one still exists, but we don't get along with each other anymore). Hikari and Regina are half Japanese (the dark-skinned ones from Okinawa) and half native Mexicans (from Southern Mexico). They were born human first, and then they became genies (TBR's, CH 2 & CH 9). Later, they live an affair with each other (CH 54) so this is my first twincest story. In this year, I learned how to hold a pencil, so my drawing style could improve a lot. xD

7.- Jennyffer Alpha 7, a remake of the original 1996's doodle. xD
8.- James Jacob Alpha 8, a remake of the original 1996's doodle. xD

They both were created (probably) on September the 9th, 1996. Then, I was five years old; after creating them, I decided making Jennyffer similar with Mom's mother. After that, I gave her a cowboy's hat inspired and based on the Mexican musical genre equivalent to the USA's "country" named "Bronco" in Spanish. James Jacob, on the other hand (a.k.a. "J.J."), was separated of Richard due to inconsistences in the plot of "The Beta Rays", which was just a bunch of separated stores with some common points in their respective plots; I had to make two different O.C.'s in order to keep the credibility of the plot. J.J. is a native Mexican guy (from Northern Mexico), and Jenny is an Old Norse woman that settled down in Northern Mexico (she traveled with Leif Ericksson); she pretends to be an American cowgirl and farmer. Jenny is the daughter of a Valkyrie, so she is a demi-goddess. On the other hand, J.J. was born human and then he became a genie (TBR's, CH 17-CH 21, CH 31-CH 33, CH 36-CH 39). xD

9.- Rex Beta 9, a remake of the original 1997's doodle. xD
10.- Ruth Beta 11, a remake of the original 1997's doodle. xD

Rex Beta 9 was created on January the 31st, 1997, and Ruth Beta 11 was created on February the 1st, 1997; the difference of time between its creation process is due to a moving process (my first moving in my lifetime). Then, I was five years old. They are based on Joshua Beta 1 and Claire Beta 2, respectively, because they are their "children". I created them as human robots or androids intentionally as result of the plot of "The Beta Rays" (CH 51-CH 53, CH 77, CH 90). Rex and Ruth are souled androids and therefore human-like, not like machines or computers (despite their creations started in a 80's computer). Rather than just a pair of human-like devices, they will give you the impression they are humans locked up inside the bodies of androids (and it's this way). Their creation was inspired by an album known as "Time", released by Electric Light Orchestra. They were made as androids, and then they became genies (CH 92-CH 95). xD

11.- Raymond Beta 12, a remake of the original 1998's doodle. xD
12.- Harley Gamma 13, a remake of the original 1998's doodle. xD

Raymond Beta 12 and Harley Gamma 13 were created on March the 3rd, 1998. Then, I was six years old. They, like Claire Beta 2, came from a dream (which consisted of the whole "The Beta Rays" third and fourth seasons, which also let me to put all the stories of my 12 O.C.'s all together and then "The Beta Rays" was possible; before that, I just had twelve different stories that sometimes could unite their plots in certain common points). They both are native Americans. Raymond is Harley's bigger brother. Raymond looks like the mixture of Rebecca, Claire, Joshua and Regina. On the other hand, Harley has no precedent basis. They were born human first, and then they became genies (Raymond: CH 91-CH 93. Harley: CH 86-CH 89). By the way, Harley is blind and autist, so she is my first and only disabled O.C. They also made me to create a brand-new drawing style, much less square and much less symetrical than my first drawing style. So, after their creation I decided to make an update to my other 10 O.C.'s. xD

INKTOBER PHASE 1 HAS BEEN SUCESSFULLY COMPLETED!!! :squee:
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The whole DeviantArt's universe is joining the [K]Inktober... I'm thinking about joining it as well. Anyways, I have less than 300 watchers, I'm broke, I'm old, I'm outdated and I have lots of doodles made out of ink and paper waiting for their three seconds of fame since the nineties. What could I lose? :meow:
Ah, the 2003-2006 version of Rebecca Gamma 3... Drawing it again made me to remember good, old times (teenage)... And remembering how hard drawing that spiky, diamond-shaped hairstyle is. I had to correct this drawing due to that... :ashamed:
I survived the last two earthquakes in Mexico. xD
My family too. They live in Mexico City. xD
Thanks for asking. xD
Now, that I'm back (twice) again, I have decided to reverse the last updates I made to my OC's. Welcome back, 2006 versions! :meow:
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Perfil del DeviantArt (>////<) [2017-IX]
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El tres de marzo se cumplieron cuatro años de la última mudanza familiar, antes de emigrar a la Ciudad de México. Sin embargo, yo abandoné la ciudad de Oaxaca hace ya un año y dos meses. Y de haber sabido que enfrentaría lo que enfrento en momentos de escribir este texto, nunca me hubiera yo ido de mi casa. El problema de eso es que, al haber decidido quedarme, no sólo me hubiera vuelto un fracasado más, sin esperanza alguna; en este momento, o estaría en calidad de desaparecido, sea por un desastre natural o por obra de la "PRInquisición" [persecución ejecutada por cierto partido político], puesto que en mi ciudad natal los mismos revoltosos de siempre intentaron matar al presidente (y fallaron), o mi cadáver estaría sepultado bajo varias toneladas de escombros, gracias al temblor que sorprendió a mis paisanos la media noche del siete de septiembre. Por suerte para mí y para mi familia, mi plan resultó, y ellos viven ahora en la Ciudad de México. Además, el temblor no logró llegar a Michoacán. Pero no hay lugar que la PRInquisición no pueda alcanzar... Y con eso de que soy oaxaqueño, pues... :ashamed:

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No es el hecho de tener que lidiar con una población mucho más rezagada, en términos sociales y culturales, que la que conocí en Oaxaca, con costumbres más primitivas que las que conocí en Oaxaca e infraestructura mucho peor diseñada que la que hay en Oaxaca lo que me deprime, me preoucpa o me enfurece.  Tampoco me refiero al haber tenido que enfrentar maestros mucho más intransigentes que los que conocí en Oaxaca (y el haber tenido que enfrentar cinco "exámenes" extraordinarios para poder continuar, y deber cinco más en el segundo semestre) en una escuela decepcionante a la que sólo le queda la fama de ser la menos peor de todas las universidades mexicanas. Me refiero, más bien, a la clase de personas con las que estoy forzado a convivir tanto adentro como afuera de la escuela: Los compañeros de mi salón de clases. :(

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Yo creí, en primer lugar, que me discriminaban. Estaba equivocado: Existen otras dos personas de piel oscura en mi salón que son totalmente aceptados. Yo, en cambio, fui totalmente rechazado e ignorado desde la segunda semana de clases. Luego, pensé que se trataba de elitismo. Volví a equivocarme: Únicamente seis de ellos pertenecen a la alta sociedad de origen. Los demás, sólo pretenden serlo; no son sino un montón de "intelectuales" pretensiosos que consumen productos culturales que no entienden, que disfrutan de presumir hasta lo que no tienen, lo que no conocen y lo que no pueden hacer, que siguen la moda a como dé lugar y que son totalmente incapaces de vivir sin estar eternamente conectados al Facebook y al WhatsApp (sin saber que ambas redes sociales le pertenecen a la misma persona).  Por último, pensé que se debía a la brecha generacional; volví a equivocarme una vez más: Todos los alumnos de la universidad ya se conocen (y con ello provocaron otra serie de problemas para mí), y existen personas mucho mayores que yo, tanto los de la misma carrera que yo como los de otras carreras, con las cuales se llevan perfectamente. Obviamente, estuve equivocado desde el principio: NO es que yo sea inferior a ellos y me marginen por lo dicho anteriormente, sino todo lo contrario. En realidad, soy superior a ellos, y ellos se mueren de envidia. Lo que pasa es que son demasiado hipócritas y demasiado cobardes como para decirme en mi cara, de frente, lo mucho que me odian. xD

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Y lo pude comprobar con el hecho de que me llevo mucho mejor con los de carreras afines a las ciencias exactas que con los de humanidades, quienes son de mi propia área. Especialmente, con mis compañeros de la clase de alemán (por fin dejé de estudiar inglés; catorce años de inglés en la escuela hartan a cualquiera), que provienen de carreras relacionadas con ciencias exactas. En el fondo, soy un ingenioso ingeniero en letras y diseño (como lo soy también en mecánica y energías renovables, aunque no tenga título para demostrarlo) y siempre lo he sido, y eso es algo que a ellos les molesta demasiado (el licenciado es casi siempre el del traje bonito, el auto lujoso y la vida fácil, pero el ingeniero es el que tiene cerebro, por muy vulgar e inculto que le parezca al licenciado... al menos así es en México). Les molestan demasiado mis ocurrentes ocurrencias (no importa que yo haga que los maestros se doblen de risa con ellas). No les gusta que yo hable, porque cuando hablo, lo hago sin tartamudear, sin muletillas y "sin pelos en la lengua" ni tapujos de ninguna clase (al parecer, a algunos maestros no les irrita mi voz chillona, gangosa y desentonada). Cuando entro al salón, no pueden evitar voltear a mirarme fijo por un buen rato, en lo que tomo asiento. Si me acerco a alguno de ellos, no pueden evitar voltear a verme, aún cuando no es mi intención decirle algo. Cuando me pongo a dibujar en el salón, fingen que no me ven, pero ven mis dibujos, y lo que ven los hace sentir incómodos. NO porque sea mal dibujante (he visto peores dibujantes en mi salón, quienes de pronto son rodeados por otros compañeros míos para ser alabados de forma hipócrita) o porque dibuje cosas inquietantes, sino porque simplemente el que yo haga cosas como las que hago los abruma demasiado. También les pesa demasiado que yo siempre tenga algo qué decir en clases (salvo raras excepciones), puesto que son demasiado tímidos e inseguros como para participar; de ahí que tampoco puedan decirme de frente lo que sienten por mí. Me di cuenta que la gran diferencia entre ellos y yo es que, mientras yo llamo la atención sin querer, ellos quieren llamar la atención (y no siempre lo logran). xD

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No es que yo sea arrogante, pedante o engreído (como muchos de mis compañeros y maestros insisten, porque les escandaliza que alguien de mi raza, condición socio-económica y lugar de origen se comporte como un rico blanco que tiene seis doctorados y tenga inteligencia, aunque no lo admitan conscientemente). Por lo general, yo soy una persona melancólica, sombría, fría y demasiado seria (excepto cuando algo me pone de mal humor, porque la explosividad de mi carácter cuando estoy de mal humor puede compararse con arrojar pólvora bañada en gasolina a un volcán en erupción; lo mismo si hay algo que me hace reír, porque mi risa es igual de escandalosa e imposible de parar que un temblor). Tampoco es que esté nostálgico y extrañe demasiado mi tierra. Sí la extraño, pero al recordar todos los problemas que hay ahora allí, y en la clase de sitio en la que se ha convertido, se me quitan las ganas de volver. Sin embargo, a pesar de todos sus problemas, Oaxaca Centro fue el lugar donde viví mi infancia, adolescencia y juventud, y donde más aventuras épicas tuve. A Oaxaca no puedo ni odiarlo ni amarlo, pero sí preservarlo en mis recuerdos. Ni es el hecho de vivir en un lugar tan extraño y peligroso lo que me ha afectado tanto. He estado en lugares mucho peores (aunque por menor tiempo) y la he librado mucho mejor. Me di cuenta que, en realidad, lo que estaba arruinando mi vida eran la depresión, la amargura y la desesperación. El no poder repetir ninguno de mis antiguos éxitos, mi edad, el estar ya pasado de moda, mi fracaso en la vida real, la pobreza, mis achaques y mi apariencia física me frustraron al grado de terminar haciendo y diciendo cosas de las cuales me arrepiento. Además, empezaba a mentirme a mí mismo, ya no percibía la realidad correctamente y se me salía la depresión por todos los lados, y ya no la podía contener más; de ahí que muchas personas salieran huyendo de mi presencia donde quiera que fuera. Ellos veían que me estaba convirtiendo en un mounstruo sin que yo me diera cuenta. xD

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¿Y cómo me di cuenta? Gracias a una película de terror llamada "The Babadook". Aparte del buen susto que me dio, me dio mucho en que pensar. Y luego, me percaté de que todavía arrastraba desde el 2013 aquella horrible depresión que, no sólo me hacía sentir miserable y asustado, sino también me hacía sentir enfermo, viejo, cansado y decepcionado de la vida. La depresión era lo que hacía que me enfermara más a menudo de lo normal (existe una teoría que relaciona la depresión con la brusca baja de efectividad del sistema inmunológico, pero no tengo los medios para demostrarlo), que me sintiera cansado y con sueño todo el tiempo (existe una teoría que relaciona la depresión con la brusca baja de efectividad del sistema endócrino, pero no tengo los medios para demostrarlo), que estuviera de mal humor o desanimado prácticamente todo el día (existe una teoría que relaciona la depresión con la ralentización o mal funcionamiento de ciertas áreas del cerebro y del sistema nervioso, pero no tengo los medios para demostrarlo; esto va más allá de la clásica teoría del "desequilibrio químico" que se maneja en el mundo científico) y que, poco a poco, me llenó de amargura sin precedentes. A veces, hasta yo mismo terminaba asustado de cosas que decía, que sentía o que pensaba, y todo el tiempo me sentía acosado por temores que ni yo sabía de dónde habían venido, y que, según sentía, me estaban persiguiendo para acabar conmigo. Gracias a los sustos que me dio esa película, terminé dándome cuenta que había algo adentro de mi mente que no me pertenecía, y que me estaba haciendo la vida imposible. Creo que ese fue el pequeño empujón que necesitaba para seguir adelante (por muy terrorífico que fuera, y por muy ilógico que suene). Igual, lo considero una de esas "coincidencias" que coinciden perfectamente con alguna de mis situaciones, pero esta vez fue algo bastante benéfico... Tal vez hasta necesario. xD

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No obstante, los problemas de mi vida continúan: Existe una persona que, no sé si por cobardía o por envidia, se ha dedicado a atacarme tanto en la vida real como por Internet, en esta red social. Primero, lo hizo en (pésimo) inglés y criticó mi estilo de dibujo y mis dibujos, aparte de haberme insultado y dicho cosas que, seguramente, no sabe ni siquiera qué son. Luego, lo hizo en español (mal escrito) y criticó todas mis ideas, tachándolas de malas sólo porque sí. Y como no pudo derribarme, se dedicó a atacarme en la vida real. Me hizo quedar en ridículo en la escuela todas las veces que pudo, pero no le fue suficiente; yo sé cómo aprovechar las situaciones ridículas. Pero el problema con esa persona se volvió mucho peor cuando, accidentalmente, me mudé a la misma casa donde dicha persona vive. Con tal de destruirme, inventó que la acosaba, que quería quitarle a su pareja, que no la dejaba vivir en paz, entre otras mentiras más. Las mentiras que inventó estuvieron tan bien fundamentadas que todos los demás con los que comparto la casa le creyeron, y me ignoraron y aislaron hasta donde pudieron. Pero fue el hecho de que, insistentemente, esa persona le dijera al dueño de la casa que me expulsara, y el azuzar y convencer a los demás de que así lo hiciera lo que me hizo colapsar. Al mismo tiempo, sucedía la mudanza de mi familia a la Ciudad de México. Tenía la sensación de que más bajo ya no podía caer, de estar completamente derrotado, y no sabía qué hacer. Como pude, reuní a los más influyentes de la casa donde vivo, y gracias a mis habilidades políticas, hice quedar todo lo que pasó como un mal entendido, y aclaré que todo lo que esa persona había dicho sobre mí eran mentiras. Y solucionada esa parte del problema, ellos me invitaron a ver esa película de terror... El resto es historia (ya contada líneas arriba). Ahora debo determinar si debo ejecutar una de mis clásicas venganzas contra esa persona, o si no vale la pena para ello. xD

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Lo que sí puedo afirmar ahora es que, mejor que nunca y recargado, he vuelto al negocio. Le guste a la gente o no, pondré más dibujos y más textos. Y usaré todo lo que he vivido y aprendido en la escuela para mejorar la calidad de todos mis trabajos. No por lo que hizo y hace una sola persona voy a renunciar. Con lo que he observado, me di cuenta que en mi propia tierra difícilmente atraeré a alguien, y que en un lugar como Michoacán será de la misma manera. Mi obra le gustará al que le guste, y al que no, pues no. Ni modos. Espero que eso no signifique que sea mal artista, sino que más bien trabajo para públicos selectos. Tal vez, dentro de 500 o de 800 años, estudien todo lo que he escrito en una universidad...
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Perfil del DeviantArt (~_°) [2017-IX]
Texto tipo Journal Entry (¬_¬)

Tagged by :iconkindlycruel: xD

Rules:

1. Pick one of your OC's.
2. Fill in the question/statements as if you were that OC.
3. Tag 4 people to do this meme! xD

OC Chosen:
R A N D O M
My Female Persona's secret identity and alter-ego. xD

Questions:

1. What is your name?
Rebekah, but I also go by Random. xD

2. Do you know why you are named that?
Yes: I named myself as Rebekah, but my enemies and foes named me Random because they never know what I'm going to do with them. *cackles* xD

3. Are you single or taken?
It's complicated. Saturnine is who took [over] me, but we aren't lovers disregarding how much it seems. She is my master, taskmaster, trainer and seme. xD

4. Have any abilities or powers?
Putting aside my keen inquisitve mind, my 135-rated IQ and my witty wit, my suit can take any form, making me invisible and unable to detect, and increasing my normal skills and abilities. I also can fight, wrestle, plunder, taking hostages, making others to fall in love with me, hacking minds, poledancing in a very sexy way, et cetera. I also have a special tool, which I use only in certain situations. xD

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.
Yes, I know I look like Mary Sue. Believe in me: I'm not Mary Sue. For example, without my mask, I'd be a ugly guy. Without my suit, I'd not be mighty enough. And gay guys and feminazies are immune to my powers. xD

6. What's your eye color?
Golden. Then, silver. And then, black. After them, red, blue, green and orange. xD

7. How about hair color?
Brunette, naturally (in all senses). xD

8. Have any family members?
Yes: A mother, a father, a little brother and a little sister. xD

9. Oh? How about pets?
No. I like to see them, but not having them. Besides, I'm a pet... *giggles, thinking about Saturnine*

10. That's cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don't like.
To lose, not being me and doing things I don't want to do. xD

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?
Oh, yeah! My male counterpart, JoshBeta1, is in charge of some hobbies: Writing (about my adventures), drawing, watching TV and movies, and listening to music. On the other hand, my own hobbies are wresting, water sports, kinky (bondage) games, martial arts, and giving pleasure to others when they need it. xD

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?
Without counting my enemies, yes. Lots of times, and to lots of people. Those were dark times. I'd rather to avoid that theme. xD

13. Ever... killed anyone before?
Yes, some enemies that were too hard to correct or whose particular situation required it. xD

14. What kind of animal are you?
I'm a harpy, but I usually hide my wings. And I'm not the kind of harpy Middle-Ageans depicted on their pictures. I'm sexy. xD

15. Name your worst habits.
Underestimate others and overestimate myself. xD
It's hard to recognize you aren't precisely an almighty goddess. xD

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?
Yes! Saturnine, for example. I admire people whose skills and abilites are better and greater than mine. xD

17. Are you gay, straight or something else?
Bisexual, but I prefer females. We, females, have Cute & Sexy things that males haven't. xD

18. Do you go to school?
Yes and no. My male counterpart goes, and I am his companion, inside him. Every time he puts this mask  *points her face* I arrive. xD

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?
No. xD

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?
Yes. June Gwen is the main one. It's my disciple, pet and trainee in the same way I belong to Saturnine. And apart from June Gwen, I have lots of fangirls and fanboys (specially, fanboys) around the world and in other worlds, universes and dimensions. xD

21. What are you most afraid of?
Being defeated definitively is one of the things I'm afraid the most. The other ones are Destiny, male gayhood, to make mistakes... It's a large, long list. xD

22. What do you usually wear?
My suit, my mask and that's all. My male counterpart has more clothes, but if it were up to me, he'd also wear my suit. xD

23. What's one food that tempts you?
Chocolate, beef, poultry, pork, fish, french fries, some fruits -I can't resist bananas- and yes, some vegetables. xD

24. Am I annoying to you?
No. You are adoracute! And I love to be interrogated *cackles* xD
Besides, it helps me to get more fanboys and fangirls. I always enjoy people fangirling me. xD

25. Well, it's still not over!
Let's continue! :D

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?
When being myself, I'm one of the richest women around the world, but my male counterpart is under the lowest class... *sighs*

27. How many friends do you have?
It's June Gwen, then Venus and Martina, and Juniper and Saturnine, and lots of friends in this multiverse: Senya, Jilly, The Beta Rays, et cetera. xD

28. What are your thoughts on pie?
*points her feet* These ones are my pies... In Spanish...
I love the cheesecake pie. I also can cook. If you want one, just ask me for it. xD

29. Favorite drink?
Cranberry juice. xD

30. What's your favorite place?
I have lots of favorite places in this multiverse... I can't decide! xD

31. Are you interested in anyone?
In you, for example *giggles* xD

32. If you're a girl, what's your cup size? If you're a guy, how big are you?
D-Cup. You can verify it, if you want *squeezes her boobs* xD
My height... 5 ft 8 in (1 m 73 cm). My weight is 130 lb when being male, and 140 lb when being female. 10 more pounds of muscle. And I wish my male counterpart where as sexy and big as me. He'd enjoy it a lot, and he'd had a big, squeezy bulge in his crotch. xD

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?
Both! If I were up to me, I'd be a siren. xD
I'm one of the rare harpies that can swim, and very deep indeed...

34. What's your type?
Dominant, smart, clever and mighty, seme-like females. xD

35. Any fetishes?
Yeah! Bondage is in the first place! There are also sensory deprivation, M/s relationships (like Saturnine and me) and others. :D
I use fetishes as weapons, by the way. And my main source of powers comes from my libido, so... Let's play, child *spanks herself* xD

36. Seme or uke?
Seme with my victims (and any other that asks me), uke before Saturnine and when being male. xD

37. Camping or outdoors?
Both! :D

38. Okay, we're done.
OK xD

39.- What 4 people will you tag to do this?
None. Any can use this meme-like journal entry. xD
I am the only one on the DA who loves Disco:
Hoy, mi perfil de DeviantArt cumple 8 años de antigüedad. xD

Today, my DA's profile turns eight years old. xD
Es tan extraño el hecho que uno aprecie las cosas lindas y tiernas sólo hasta que uno se vuelve adulto... Sólo hasta entonces uno se da cuenta de que el propio pasado es legendario y divertido, comparado con el presente que uno vive (salvo raras excepciones). :(

Y es más raro que, a pesar de ello, a los adultos no nos pase nada lindo ni tierno. Al contrario: Siempre buscamos con qué distraernos e ignorar por un rato nuestras miserables vidas... A menos que uno sea millonario, atractivo o que por lo menos uno haya logrado lo que de verdad quería en la vida. :(

Conforme avanzó mi vida, dejaron de pasarme cosas buenas y empezaron a pasarme cosas malas. Y me fijé sólo en lo malo, y no le puse atención suficiente a lo bueno. No sólo extraño el dinero que tuve una vez, sino lo que viví con ciertas personas a las que conocí, las cuales jamás se repetirán. :(

A veces quisiera regresar el tiempo para corregir el pasado y evitar que mi vida se volviera el espantoso fracaso que es hoy en día. Todo, por no valorar en su momento todo aquello que tuve y todo aquello que conseguí por mis propios medios, y fijarme siempre en todo lo mejor que tenían otros. :(

Antes, me quejaba por no poder tener lo que quería. Ahora, no sólo me quejo por eso, sino que también me quejo porque ya ni siquiera puedo garantizarme a mí mismo el poder tener lo que necesito para vivir. Por eso digo: Niños, aprovechen su juventud y valoren su vida, antes que acaben como yo. :(
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Perfil del DeviantArt (>////<) [2017-IX]
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El tres de marzo se cumplieron cuatro años de la última mudanza familiar, antes de emigrar a la Ciudad de México. Sin embargo, yo abandoné la ciudad de Oaxaca hace ya un año y dos meses. Y de haber sabido que enfrentaría lo que enfrento en momentos de escribir este texto, nunca me hubiera yo ido de mi casa. El problema de eso es que, al haber decidido quedarme, no sólo me hubiera vuelto un fracasado más, sin esperanza alguna; en este momento, o estaría en calidad de desaparecido, sea por un desastre natural o por obra de la "PRInquisición" [persecución ejecutada por cierto partido político], puesto que en mi ciudad natal los mismos revoltosos de siempre intentaron matar al presidente (y fallaron), o mi cadáver estaría sepultado bajo varias toneladas de escombros, gracias al temblor que sorprendió a mis paisanos la media noche del siete de septiembre. Por suerte para mí y para mi familia, mi plan resultó, y ellos viven ahora en la Ciudad de México. Además, el temblor no logró llegar a Michoacán. Pero no hay lugar que la PRInquisición no pueda alcanzar... Y con eso de que soy oaxaqueño, pues... :ashamed:

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No es el hecho de tener que lidiar con una población mucho más rezagada, en términos sociales y culturales, que la que conocí en Oaxaca, con costumbres más primitivas que las que conocí en Oaxaca e infraestructura mucho peor diseñada que la que hay en Oaxaca lo que me deprime, me preoucpa o me enfurece.  Tampoco me refiero al haber tenido que enfrentar maestros mucho más intransigentes que los que conocí en Oaxaca (y el haber tenido que enfrentar cinco "exámenes" extraordinarios para poder continuar, y deber cinco más en el segundo semestre) en una escuela decepcionante a la que sólo le queda la fama de ser la menos peor de todas las universidades mexicanas. Me refiero, más bien, a la clase de personas con las que estoy forzado a convivir tanto adentro como afuera de la escuela: Los compañeros de mi salón de clases. :(

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Yo creí, en primer lugar, que me discriminaban. Estaba equivocado: Existen otras dos personas de piel oscura en mi salón que son totalmente aceptados. Yo, en cambio, fui totalmente rechazado e ignorado desde la segunda semana de clases. Luego, pensé que se trataba de elitismo. Volví a equivocarme: Únicamente seis de ellos pertenecen a la alta sociedad de origen. Los demás, sólo pretenden serlo; no son sino un montón de "intelectuales" pretensiosos que consumen productos culturales que no entienden, que disfrutan de presumir hasta lo que no tienen, lo que no conocen y lo que no pueden hacer, que siguen la moda a como dé lugar y que son totalmente incapaces de vivir sin estar eternamente conectados al Facebook y al WhatsApp (sin saber que ambas redes sociales le pertenecen a la misma persona).  Por último, pensé que se debía a la brecha generacional; volví a equivocarme una vez más: Todos los alumnos de la universidad ya se conocen (y con ello provocaron otra serie de problemas para mí), y existen personas mucho mayores que yo, tanto los de la misma carrera que yo como los de otras carreras, con las cuales se llevan perfectamente. Obviamente, estuve equivocado desde el principio: NO es que yo sea inferior a ellos y me marginen por lo dicho anteriormente, sino todo lo contrario. En realidad, soy superior a ellos, y ellos se mueren de envidia. Lo que pasa es que son demasiado hipócritas y demasiado cobardes como para decirme en mi cara, de frente, lo mucho que me odian. xD

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Y lo pude comprobar con el hecho de que me llevo mucho mejor con los de carreras afines a las ciencias exactas que con los de humanidades, quienes son de mi propia área. Especialmente, con mis compañeros de la clase de alemán (por fin dejé de estudiar inglés; catorce años de inglés en la escuela hartan a cualquiera), que provienen de carreras relacionadas con ciencias exactas. En el fondo, soy un ingenioso ingeniero en letras y diseño (como lo soy también en mecánica y energías renovables, aunque no tenga título para demostrarlo) y siempre lo he sido, y eso es algo que a ellos les molesta demasiado (el licenciado es casi siempre el del traje bonito, el auto lujoso y la vida fácil, pero el ingeniero es el que tiene cerebro, por muy vulgar e inculto que le parezca al licenciado... al menos así es en México). Les molestan demasiado mis ocurrentes ocurrencias (no importa que yo haga que los maestros se doblen de risa con ellas). No les gusta que yo hable, porque cuando hablo, lo hago sin tartamudear, sin muletillas y "sin pelos en la lengua" ni tapujos de ninguna clase (al parecer, a algunos maestros no les irrita mi voz chillona, gangosa y desentonada). Cuando entro al salón, no pueden evitar voltear a mirarme fijo por un buen rato, en lo que tomo asiento. Si me acerco a alguno de ellos, no pueden evitar voltear a verme, aún cuando no es mi intención decirle algo. Cuando me pongo a dibujar en el salón, fingen que no me ven, pero ven mis dibujos, y lo que ven los hace sentir incómodos. NO porque sea mal dibujante (he visto peores dibujantes en mi salón, quienes de pronto son rodeados por otros compañeros míos para ser alabados de forma hipócrita) o porque dibuje cosas inquietantes, sino porque simplemente el que yo haga cosas como las que hago los abruma demasiado. También les pesa demasiado que yo siempre tenga algo qué decir en clases (salvo raras excepciones), puesto que son demasiado tímidos e inseguros como para participar; de ahí que tampoco puedan decirme de frente lo que sienten por mí. Me di cuenta que la gran diferencia entre ellos y yo es que, mientras yo llamo la atención sin querer, ellos quieren llamar la atención (y no siempre lo logran). xD

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No es que yo sea arrogante, pedante o engreído (como muchos de mis compañeros y maestros insisten, porque les escandaliza que alguien de mi raza, condición socio-económica y lugar de origen se comporte como un rico blanco que tiene seis doctorados y tenga inteligencia, aunque no lo admitan conscientemente). Por lo general, yo soy una persona melancólica, sombría, fría y demasiado seria (excepto cuando algo me pone de mal humor, porque la explosividad de mi carácter cuando estoy de mal humor puede compararse con arrojar pólvora bañada en gasolina a un volcán en erupción; lo mismo si hay algo que me hace reír, porque mi risa es igual de escandalosa e imposible de parar que un temblor). Tampoco es que esté nostálgico y extrañe demasiado mi tierra. Sí la extraño, pero al recordar todos los problemas que hay ahora allí, y en la clase de sitio en la que se ha convertido, se me quitan las ganas de volver. Sin embargo, a pesar de todos sus problemas, Oaxaca Centro fue el lugar donde viví mi infancia, adolescencia y juventud, y donde más aventuras épicas tuve. A Oaxaca no puedo ni odiarlo ni amarlo, pero sí preservarlo en mis recuerdos. Ni es el hecho de vivir en un lugar tan extraño y peligroso lo que me ha afectado tanto. He estado en lugares mucho peores (aunque por menor tiempo) y la he librado mucho mejor. Me di cuenta que, en realidad, lo que estaba arruinando mi vida eran la depresión, la amargura y la desesperación. El no poder repetir ninguno de mis antiguos éxitos, mi edad, el estar ya pasado de moda, mi fracaso en la vida real, la pobreza, mis achaques y mi apariencia física me frustraron al grado de terminar haciendo y diciendo cosas de las cuales me arrepiento. Además, empezaba a mentirme a mí mismo, ya no percibía la realidad correctamente y se me salía la depresión por todos los lados, y ya no la podía contener más; de ahí que muchas personas salieran huyendo de mi presencia donde quiera que fuera. Ellos veían que me estaba convirtiendo en un mounstruo sin que yo me diera cuenta. xD

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¿Y cómo me di cuenta? Gracias a una película de terror llamada "The Babadook". Aparte del buen susto que me dio, me dio mucho en que pensar. Y luego, me percaté de que todavía arrastraba desde el 2013 aquella horrible depresión que, no sólo me hacía sentir miserable y asustado, sino también me hacía sentir enfermo, viejo, cansado y decepcionado de la vida. La depresión era lo que hacía que me enfermara más a menudo de lo normal (existe una teoría que relaciona la depresión con la brusca baja de efectividad del sistema inmunológico, pero no tengo los medios para demostrarlo), que me sintiera cansado y con sueño todo el tiempo (existe una teoría que relaciona la depresión con la brusca baja de efectividad del sistema endócrino, pero no tengo los medios para demostrarlo), que estuviera de mal humor o desanimado prácticamente todo el día (existe una teoría que relaciona la depresión con la ralentización o mal funcionamiento de ciertas áreas del cerebro y del sistema nervioso, pero no tengo los medios para demostrarlo; esto va más allá de la clásica teoría del "desequilibrio químico" que se maneja en el mundo científico) y que, poco a poco, me llenó de amargura sin precedentes. A veces, hasta yo mismo terminaba asustado de cosas que decía, que sentía o que pensaba, y todo el tiempo me sentía acosado por temores que ni yo sabía de dónde habían venido, y que, según sentía, me estaban persiguiendo para acabar conmigo. Gracias a los sustos que me dio esa película, terminé dándome cuenta que había algo adentro de mi mente que no me pertenecía, y que me estaba haciendo la vida imposible. Creo que ese fue el pequeño empujón que necesitaba para seguir adelante (por muy terrorífico que fuera, y por muy ilógico que suene). Igual, lo considero una de esas "coincidencias" que coinciden perfectamente con alguna de mis situaciones, pero esta vez fue algo bastante benéfico... Tal vez hasta necesario. xD

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No obstante, los problemas de mi vida continúan: Existe una persona que, no sé si por cobardía o por envidia, se ha dedicado a atacarme tanto en la vida real como por Internet, en esta red social. Primero, lo hizo en (pésimo) inglés y criticó mi estilo de dibujo y mis dibujos, aparte de haberme insultado y dicho cosas que, seguramente, no sabe ni siquiera qué son. Luego, lo hizo en español (mal escrito) y criticó todas mis ideas, tachándolas de malas sólo porque sí. Y como no pudo derribarme, se dedicó a atacarme en la vida real. Me hizo quedar en ridículo en la escuela todas las veces que pudo, pero no le fue suficiente; yo sé cómo aprovechar las situaciones ridículas. Pero el problema con esa persona se volvió mucho peor cuando, accidentalmente, me mudé a la misma casa donde dicha persona vive. Con tal de destruirme, inventó que la acosaba, que quería quitarle a su pareja, que no la dejaba vivir en paz, entre otras mentiras más. Las mentiras que inventó estuvieron tan bien fundamentadas que todos los demás con los que comparto la casa le creyeron, y me ignoraron y aislaron hasta donde pudieron. Pero fue el hecho de que, insistentemente, esa persona le dijera al dueño de la casa que me expulsara, y el azuzar y convencer a los demás de que así lo hiciera lo que me hizo colapsar. Al mismo tiempo, sucedía la mudanza de mi familia a la Ciudad de México. Tenía la sensación de que más bajo ya no podía caer, de estar completamente derrotado, y no sabía qué hacer. Como pude, reuní a los más influyentes de la casa donde vivo, y gracias a mis habilidades políticas, hice quedar todo lo que pasó como un mal entendido, y aclaré que todo lo que esa persona había dicho sobre mí eran mentiras. Y solucionada esa parte del problema, ellos me invitaron a ver esa película de terror... El resto es historia (ya contada líneas arriba). Ahora debo determinar si debo ejecutar una de mis clásicas venganzas contra esa persona, o si no vale la pena para ello. xD

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Lo que sí puedo afirmar ahora es que, mejor que nunca y recargado, he vuelto al negocio. Le guste a la gente o no, pondré más dibujos y más textos. Y usaré todo lo que he vivido y aprendido en la escuela para mejorar la calidad de todos mis trabajos. No por lo que hizo y hace una sola persona voy a renunciar. Con lo que he observado, me di cuenta que en mi propia tierra difícilmente atraeré a alguien, y que en un lugar como Michoacán será de la misma manera. Mi obra le gustará al que le guste, y al que no, pues no. Ni modos. Espero que eso no signifique que sea mal artista, sino que más bien trabajo para públicos selectos. Tal vez, dentro de 500 o de 800 años, estudien todo lo que he escrito en una universidad...
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Perfil del DeviantArt (~_°) [2017-IX]
Texto tipo Journal Entry (¬_¬)

Tagged by :iconkindlycruel: xD

Rules:

1. Pick one of your OC's.
2. Fill in the question/statements as if you were that OC.
3. Tag 4 people to do this meme! xD

OC Chosen:
R A N D O M
My Female Persona's secret identity and alter-ego. xD

Questions:

1. What is your name?
Rebekah, but I also go by Random. xD

2. Do you know why you are named that?
Yes: I named myself as Rebekah, but my enemies and foes named me Random because they never know what I'm going to do with them. *cackles* xD

3. Are you single or taken?
It's complicated. Saturnine is who took [over] me, but we aren't lovers disregarding how much it seems. She is my master, taskmaster, trainer and seme. xD

4. Have any abilities or powers?
Putting aside my keen inquisitve mind, my 135-rated IQ and my witty wit, my suit can take any form, making me invisible and unable to detect, and increasing my normal skills and abilities. I also can fight, wrestle, plunder, taking hostages, making others to fall in love with me, hacking minds, poledancing in a very sexy way, et cetera. I also have a special tool, which I use only in certain situations. xD

5. Stop being a Mary Sue.
Yes, I know I look like Mary Sue. Believe in me: I'm not Mary Sue. For example, without my mask, I'd be a ugly guy. Without my suit, I'd not be mighty enough. And gay guys and feminazies are immune to my powers. xD

6. What's your eye color?
Golden. Then, silver. And then, black. After them, red, blue, green and orange. xD

7. How about hair color?
Brunette, naturally (in all senses). xD

8. Have any family members?
Yes: A mother, a father, a little brother and a little sister. xD

9. Oh? How about pets?
No. I like to see them, but not having them. Besides, I'm a pet... *giggles, thinking about Saturnine*

10. That's cool, I guess. Now tell me something you don't like.
To lose, not being me and doing things I don't want to do. xD

11. Do you have any activities/hobbies that you like to do?
Oh, yeah! My male counterpart, JoshBeta1, is in charge of some hobbies: Writing (about my adventures), drawing, watching TV and movies, and listening to music. On the other hand, my own hobbies are wresting, water sports, kinky (bondage) games, martial arts, and giving pleasure to others when they need it. xD

12. Have you ever hurt anyone in any way before?
Without counting my enemies, yes. Lots of times, and to lots of people. Those were dark times. I'd rather to avoid that theme. xD

13. Ever... killed anyone before?
Yes, some enemies that were too hard to correct or whose particular situation required it. xD

14. What kind of animal are you?
I'm a harpy, but I usually hide my wings. And I'm not the kind of harpy Middle-Ageans depicted on their pictures. I'm sexy. xD

15. Name your worst habits.
Underestimate others and overestimate myself. xD
It's hard to recognize you aren't precisely an almighty goddess. xD

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?
Yes! Saturnine, for example. I admire people whose skills and abilites are better and greater than mine. xD

17. Are you gay, straight or something else?
Bisexual, but I prefer females. We, females, have Cute & Sexy things that males haven't. xD

18. Do you go to school?
Yes and no. My male counterpart goes, and I am his companion, inside him. Every time he puts this mask  *points her face* I arrive. xD

19. Ever want to marry and have kids one day?
No. xD

20. Do you have any fangirls/fanboys?
Yes. June Gwen is the main one. It's my disciple, pet and trainee in the same way I belong to Saturnine. And apart from June Gwen, I have lots of fangirls and fanboys (specially, fanboys) around the world and in other worlds, universes and dimensions. xD

21. What are you most afraid of?
Being defeated definitively is one of the things I'm afraid the most. The other ones are Destiny, male gayhood, to make mistakes... It's a large, long list. xD

22. What do you usually wear?
My suit, my mask and that's all. My male counterpart has more clothes, but if it were up to me, he'd also wear my suit. xD

23. What's one food that tempts you?
Chocolate, beef, poultry, pork, fish, french fries, some fruits -I can't resist bananas- and yes, some vegetables. xD

24. Am I annoying to you?
No. You are adoracute! And I love to be interrogated *cackles* xD
Besides, it helps me to get more fanboys and fangirls. I always enjoy people fangirling me. xD

25. Well, it's still not over!
Let's continue! :D

26. What class are you (low/middle/high)?
When being myself, I'm one of the richest women around the world, but my male counterpart is under the lowest class... *sighs*

27. How many friends do you have?
It's June Gwen, then Venus and Martina, and Juniper and Saturnine, and lots of friends in this multiverse: Senya, Jilly, The Beta Rays, et cetera. xD

28. What are your thoughts on pie?
*points her feet* These ones are my pies... In Spanish...
I love the cheesecake pie. I also can cook. If you want one, just ask me for it. xD

29. Favorite drink?
Cranberry juice. xD

30. What's your favorite place?
I have lots of favorite places in this multiverse... I can't decide! xD

31. Are you interested in anyone?
In you, for example *giggles* xD

32. If you're a girl, what's your cup size? If you're a guy, how big are you?
D-Cup. You can verify it, if you want *squeezes her boobs* xD
My height... 5 ft 8 in (1 m 73 cm). My weight is 130 lb when being male, and 140 lb when being female. 10 more pounds of muscle. And I wish my male counterpart where as sexy and big as me. He'd enjoy it a lot, and he'd had a big, squeezy bulge in his crotch. xD

33. Would you rather swim in a lake or the ocean?
Both! If I were up to me, I'd be a siren. xD
I'm one of the rare harpies that can swim, and very deep indeed...

34. What's your type?
Dominant, smart, clever and mighty, seme-like females. xD

35. Any fetishes?
Yeah! Bondage is in the first place! There are also sensory deprivation, M/s relationships (like Saturnine and me) and others. :D
I use fetishes as weapons, by the way. And my main source of powers comes from my libido, so... Let's play, child *spanks herself* xD

36. Seme or uke?
Seme with my victims (and any other that asks me), uke before Saturnine and when being male. xD

37. Camping or outdoors?
Both! :D

38. Okay, we're done.
OK xD

39.- What 4 people will you tag to do this?
None. Any can use this meme-like journal entry. xD

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THE MICROWAVE RADIOFREQUENCIES
THE SHORTWAVE BAND
SECTION 1


BIRTHDAY'S GIFT FOR :icondevianartfan1989:
A Mexico x India OC's SuperCrossover. xD
{ESPAÑOL: joshbeta1.blogspot.com}
FEBRUARY THE 17TH, 2017
WHEN REBEKAH MET REBECCA
THE LADY AND THE BOOBY TRAP

THE SuperBondagemax Hi-Fi TECHNIQUES

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After the return of my (forced) retreatment, at age 25, I never thought I would be back into the XXX Kombats again. I thought I was too old, outdated and out of fashion to use my Cute & Sexy features and my Nice & Neat techniques in order to get what I want (and that was the very reason which I recruited June Gwen), but not. Despite my age and lack of training, I found a new kinky adventure immediately. xD

After surviving my lastest mission at an university in Morelia, I decided taking as advantage the American presidential elections in order to update my data and information regarding politics, economy and such. In that way, I got dressed with my Super Fundoshi Loincloth and my magical mask (With my gag inside, of course!), and I began a long travel using Internet's wires, Wi-Fi antennas, modems, routers and other similar devices, as I used to do in the past with electric and telephonic wires. xD

I love to lurk others. I say that because of the first place I arrived: Billy Bob's mansion. Of course, that far-right-winged pale-skinned "Gringo" always knows something I really need to know, indeed. As one of the main Grand Old Party's members in Texas and as stockholder of a lot of American media enterprises, he always gets some data and information I usually use for my Aims & Goals only... Against his will, of course! He's one of my very bestest sex slaves ever! But that data used to be a top secret of me... Thus far. xD

It's very weird, rare and strange when other Guy or Gal gets to lurk me. But considering the living being that started to lurk me after arriving there was invisible and slightly hard to detect with my Super Powers at its normal level (or maybe due to my lack of training), I didn'r realized until I noticed the paintings on the walls started to move "by themselves". Of course, Billy Bob the Patriot have paintings made by white American people only. But burglaring there just for those ordinary paintings only was a weird, rare and strange fact for me... Specially, after realizing Billy Bob was not at home. xD

I decided to Raise & Increase my Super Powers, to activate my Super Dominatrix features and finding that burglar in order to find out whether it was a friend or a foe, or both of them. Ironically, after realizing it was a female human inside a black, doble-layered full-body zentai suit, I got so Horny & Aroused that my Super Powers went to its limit suddenly. Watching her Nice & Neat hourglass-shaped body and how her Cute & Sexy boobs and buttocks were bouncing Up & Down while she was doing a sort of adoracute acrobatics for taking the paintings off the wall and carrying them outside without making any nouse got me so excited that I told myself "So cute, so sexy, so kinky! I want to be her instead! I love her clothes! I want to wear it! Why don't stripping her and getting her suit? I need it, indeed!". xD

But when I watched she was also stealing a collection of rare vinyl LP records and tapes that I always wanted to have, along with some documents, it reacted and came back to the real world. I told myself "She must be my ally, whether she likes or not! SHE SHALL BE MINE!". So, I executed my Bondage & Shibari technique transforming my Super Pole in a Super Whip... But unfortunately, the house's alarm started to ring loudly and, when I realized, a huge bunch of soldier-like henchmen and henchwomen were inside, around me. They had lots of military-like weapons. I had forgotten that Billy Bob lived near a military base. =p

Then, I took that chance as advantage for showing myself off before that Cute & Sexy burglar, and I decided to transform my Super Whip in a Super Long Pole, which length raised and increased until getting to keep it fixed between the ceiling and the floor; that mansion is huge indeed. And, immediately, I started to execute my Super Hypno Dance. "With this dance, they shall become my sex slaves!", I thought. But something was wrong: None of them got hypnotized, and immediately they started to shoot me. "Oh, no! Gay henchmen and straight, feminist henchwomen! Not again!", I thought (gay mankind and straight feminist womankind are immune to my Super Sexual Powers). So, I decided to reduce the length of my Super Pole, and then I made it spinning before me for avoiding the bullets. Suddenly, I realized they weren't normal, common bullets, but sedative darts...

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Step by step, I woke up. I noticed I was blindfolded and tied up, bound with ropes to a sort of unpleasant, uncomfortable triangular thing -with a sharp edge chafing me- that kept my both legs separated from each other; my arms were tied up behind me, with a wrist bound to the elbow of the other arm and vice versa. I moved my legs because I felt a sort of load pulling my ankles forwards, and then I heard female moans. So, I realized that Cute & Sexy female burglar was also captured, too. And the best part was that we were tied up together, in front of each other! (>///<)

Since I live inside Joshua's male body, which becomes a female body (with a dick) when wearing the magical mask, that triangular thing didn't affected me, but it was hurting the other girl's cunt in an sadistic but kinky way. So I decided to move my legs forwards and backwards for moving her legs and making her moaning in order to check and verify whether she spoke Mufflish (your normal language, but with a gag over your mouth) or not. And she started to moan in a delightful, delicious way. Her moanings made me to wake up totally, thoroughly, and got me Horny & Aroused, so my Super Power levels got raised and increased again until its limit. I thought she would say "Stop!", but she was saying "More!" instead... Of course, under her gag. And I said her (in Mufflish) "Are you sure?". And she answered "Yeah!". It meant she understood Mufflish perfectly, and she wasn't a pale-skinned girl either. Her voice sounded Mexican-like. xD

While I moved our legs, I decided to approach her. The body where I live was blind twice in my whole, entire life so being blindfolded wasn't a problem for me; I am very sensible (and sensitive too). I went near enough to her for hearing her breathing in front of me in a clear and crisp way and touching her Nice & Neat breasts with my boobs. She was shivering and moaning in such an adoracute way... With my legs and boobs, I could feel her horny arousement and the way her body was vibrating, and it was so exciting... Then, I said her "Hold still", I grabbed her feet with the insteps of my feet, and I kissed her over our masks while I kept on moving her legs backwards and forwards as fast as I could with my legs. So, I decided to transfer her some of my Super Powers, such as the ability to recharge her own vital energy through her own sexual pleasure and the ability to integrate and fusionate her suit as a part of herself, like another skin, for instance. And while she had an orgasm, she acquired the powers I sent her through that kiss. Of course, she became migthier and more powerful along with me. That was one of the longest orgasms I gave other guy/gal as gift in my whole, entire life. And I left to kiss her after she finished to recharge her own vital energy. I could feel how her legs became muscular, and then I supposed all her whole, entire body got improved with my gift. xD

At the same time, I knew we were being observed by someone... My sensors indicated it was a large and wide room...

"Did you think I would serve you until the end of the time, Ramdom?", Billy Bob said with anger.

I detected a high level of disgust in his voice, so I decided to remain silent. The other girl was gasping with some anxiety. Suddenly, I remembered my Super Fundoshi was not in Super Zentai mode, but in Super Sexy mode instead, so he discovered and saw the dark skin of my arms, shoulders, chest, boobs, buttocks, part of my back and my thighs by first time. I got quite worried. I thought I shouldn't be Rebekah again, specially after the return of the ideas of The Enlightement and the Positivism... :(

"How could I serve you? You just are another damn Indian, you Mexican whore!", Billy Bob shouted. Fortunately, I was pretty gagged, because I got quite angry and wrathful (calling us "Indians" is the worst insult ever for any Mexican, disregarding whether if we are native Mexicans or not, in which case I am), and I wanted to answer him properly. :rage:

"You fucking bitches! How do you dare to replace our sacred white womanhood with your damn, dirty bodies, for the sake of God! All we, true and authentic Americans hate you, you pieces of hell's bullshit!", shouted Billy Bob, furiously. I got awfully furious after his racist comments. The other girl also got furious enough. But kicking his ass was not enough. I needed my data, and the other girl was a sort of art thief, as far as I knew. Unfortunately, despite how much I enjoy spend time in blindfolds, my Super Hypno Powers can't work with my eyes covered.

I just shouted "Now!" in Mufflish, and then the other girl and me released us by ourselves using all our Super Forces for bursting and tearing out the ropes, and we got it in less than a second. Immediately, I discovered my eyes, and I made my Super Weapon (Macuahuitl: A sort of large mallet, like a bat, with sharp and thick slices of a black, shiny crystal known as obsidian incrusted) appearing in my right hand. I also discovered I was in Billy Bob's dungeon, where I used to dominate him (sexually). The other girl and me did our moves so quickly that Billy Bob barely could realize. And we kicked him so hard in his balls that he passed out immediately after that. Then, I hit his head with my Super Weapon. Then, I grabbed his head with my both hands, and I kissed his lips for extracting the data and information I needed. After that, I threw him away. "Damn racist!", I thought. "All whities are the same scum, the same crap with us!", I thought, and I hit his head with my Super Weapon. :rage:

And I addressed to the other girl, and I said her: "Let's ending our missions, and let's go back to our homes". The other girl nodded. Then, I realized the powers I gave her already made effect on her body and her suit: Her hair was outside her zentai suit, as if her clothes were a sort of second skin, which had become so snug and tight that she seemed to be nude and naked. She had became muscular as well, and her breasts and thighs got slightly bigger and chubby while her waist got a little bit more narrow. It was as if I were seeing one of those ancient Greek statues, but in black and with no face. The only part of her suit that wasn't neither tight nor snug was the hood, which made her faceless to some extent: I barely could notice the tip of her nose only. Her renewed, reformed appearance got me horny and aroused again, and made me to forget the wrath that Billy Bob's words provoked me. She realized and said me: "Thank you, Your Sexiness. I needed those powers. And you also look that pretty", and then she posed for me in Cute & Sexy ways. I think she also became able to foresee what others want (not the same that reading minds), because I brought my (good, old film) camera with me. I took her a lot of photos (until the whole, entire film was over). After that, she came to me, and let me to fondle her breasts, abdomen, shoulders, back, crotch and buttocks. And I let her to do the same with me. We spank each other a lot of times too. Accidentally, I converted her in my sister-in-chains (bondage partner), and I became her sister-in-chains (bondage partner) too. We spent about ten minutes that way. And they were so delightful, so delicious... :meow:

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While we went out there, we started a conversation:

"Rebecca Staunton, from the U.S.A.; I am half Indian", said me the other girl (in Mufflish, of course). "Rebekah Bech, from Mexico, I am a thoroughbred native Mexican", I answered (in Mufflish, of course). After that, we did a high five. Then, I asked her: "Indian from India? or native American?", and she answered "Damn confusion! It's Indian from India!". So I said her: "Sorry!" and then I giggled. :meow:

Suddenly, we both had the same foreboding (presentiment), and then I made my suit to get in Hyper Zentai mode (A bulletproof zentai suit that covers all my whole, entire body, including my mask, but lets my hair outside). Rebecca went behind me, and I transformed my Super Weapon in the Hyper Shield (Chimalli: Aztec shield, round-shaped, but this version has almost the same size that me, and it's bulletproof; it's able to open a sort of dimension which makes bullets and any projectil to go behind the person that shot it). I gave my Hyper Shield to Rebecca, and I opened the door of that dungeon: Dozens of those henchmen and henchwomen were there, with their guns ready to shoot me. They started to shoot me immediately, but my armored Hyper Zentai Suit stopped the bullets. Behind me, Rebecca came carrying the Hyper Shield before herself. We moved forwards slowly, like a military tank. While I hit and kicked the henchpeople before me and took their guns and sharp weapons off, the shield hurted and injuried the rest of the henchpeople at the rear. We defeated all them after five minutes of shootings. Fortunately, it was an aisle, a corridor, so it was easy... and possible. xD

When we returned to the wide and large living room, the place where I met her, we had the same foreboding again. I took the Hyper Shield again, and I transformed it in my Ultra Whip (a whip that is also a rope... it's pretty long, and it raises its length as I use for my Super, Hyper and Ultra Bondage techniques). When I took the shield off of Rebecca, she already had made her suit getting in its own Hyper mode; it seemed made out of shiny latex. And while I executed my Ultra Bondage Technique on the rest of the henchpeople, which were about twelve dozens of them, Rebecca took their weapons off and hit some henchment that opposed resistence (with such an incredible force that she reminded me of the Street Figther's characters). After that, I converted the handgrip of my Ultra Whip in my Ultra Strap-On. I got dressed with it, and I executed one of my Super Techniques for stealing their vital energy, their knowledge and their physical beauty until making them to look like a bunch of almost died ugly oldmen. Rebecca took that chance as advantage for putting the weapons along with the other things she'll steal. xD

I finished my technique in less than a minute. But carrying the weapons took Rebecca about four or five minutes. Thanks to the American Second Amendment, any guy or gal can have any kind, sort or type of weapon at home. Not like in my country, where there are weapons that only the army and the navy can use and carry, and where only the army's bureaucracy can allow and authorize you to use and carry just certain type of guns only. Fortunately, there's no law that stops you to steal others' mental content. I got all the data and information I needed to know, and even the necessary data and information for training June Gwen (along with Saturnine, my teacher and mistress). The henchmen and henchwomen remained there, passed out on the floor. I untied them up, and I saved my Ultra Whip in the secret place of my suit. When Rebecca finished, returned her suit to its own Super Sexy mode. xD

- 4 -

Before flying away from there, Rebecca and me dealed something: I'd take the records and the tapes for me, and Rebecca would take the rest of those stuffs with her. We agreed that I would share some of them with her from time to time, some day. xD

"You are hidding me something", Rebecca said me. "Yes, you are right", I answered. I approached to her, and I whispered at her ear "I am a boy". "You are kidding me!" Rebecca said. "I am right. The mask makes me a female, and there is a dick under my outfit", I whispered her, and then I put her hand in my crotch. She fondled me as much as she could, and I got horny and aroused; "You are a trap. A trap with boobs. That's so cute, so sexy, so kinky!", she said me. And I answered her: "Yes, I am a booby trap, so let's explore and exploit our Cute & Sexy bodies". xD

And we spent about ten minutes mesmerizing and caressing us, mutually. My last advice for her was "Never take your mask off before me or during your missions. You are the mask. You are the suit, the outfit. It's what makes you Cute & Sexy, Nice & Neat, Amazing, Astonishing and Awesome. Your true identity is your most valued treasure". "That's the why I love my suit, you silly!", she answered. And we kissed us over our masks again during other two minutes, while we fondled, caressed and hugged to each other. Simply, we couldn't release us; the situation became a sort of bondage play, when each one of us were attempting to prove who was the sexier lover, trying to hold each other pair of arms behind our backs and spanking us. My suit got automatically in its Ultra Sexy mode (In that mode, my suit just covers my nipples, anus and crotch). Certainly, I missed the action quite a lot, but I didn't know what she noticed in me. Burglars, due to their inner nature, can't fall in love with other people. But finally, I "defeated" her after holding her arms behind her with one of my hands, grabbind her both two wrists at the same time I was fondling her butt and kissing her. And I took as advantage the fact I still was wearing my Super Strap-On (my dick is hidden inside the suit and then inside the Strap-On because I use it for transmitting or absorbing either vital energy or powers, skills, memories and abilities), so I penetrated her cutest and sexiest body part as soft and kind as I could, and we both had a delightful, delicious orgasm at the same time. Our hair was sparking and floating in the air. Our bodies became muscular. Our nipples became visible under our suits and our breasts became stiff and seemed bigger than they were. In that way, our vital energy reached their limit. We remained that way during other 15 minutes, until we started to feel that characteristic pleasuring pain in our adoracute body parts... :huggle:

Finally, I whispered her: "Remember it, Rebecca: I am Mistress Ramdom, because nobody knows who I am, what I want to get from you and what I'll do you. I am it since I was a teenager, and therefore I have a huge bunch of lots of experience". And she replied me in the same way: "Rembember it, Mistress Ramdom: I am a burglar with ethics. I'll respect you, and I'll never betray you. You have just gotten an ally". :huggle:

- 5 -

She took her stuffs and then went away. And I took my stuffs, and I brought them with me after hidding them in the secret part of my suit (it's between my crotch and my buttocks, by the way; that zone is a sort of endless, limitless sub-space) through the Internet's, CATV's and telephonic cables until arriving to home. xD

I just hope and expect meeting my new sister-in-chains again. It's hard to find such a kind of people nowadays. Besides, I had just gotten another memory to tell. Saturnine will be amazed and astonished when I tell it to her. :meow:
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Perfil del DeviantArt (~_°) [2017-I]
Texto tipo Journal para el DeviantArt


Después del eclipse de sangre, ya casi ni gente somos.
Aquí, donde llueve tierra, los signos están rotos.
Xolotl bajó al infierno en forma de perro.
Sólo quedan las casas y los indios colgados en el viento encendido.

Jorge Reyes: A la izquierda del colibrí.
xD

{ESPAÑOL}

Mis vacaciones terminaron. El regreso a Oaxaca no fue lo que yo esperaba: Sólo volví para recordar porqué me había ido, y al mismo tiempo, porque ya no quería permanecer en Morelia ni un momento más; sólo conseguí enemigos, enfermedades y miseria peor que la que viví en mi tierra. Además, sin mí, mi casa y mi familia, junto con toda la ciudad, estaban de cabeza; no sólo por la situación económica, sino también por la situación política, e incluso el clima. Tuve que corregir todos los desastres, errores y descuidos que aparecieron en mi casa tras mi desaparición. Y aunque extrañaba el sol (y mucho, por culpa de esa odiosa bruma opaca omnipresente en el cielo de Morelia), no es divertido pasar el solsticio de invierno a más de 30°C en una ciudad donde la temperatura máxima durante dicha estación nunca había rebasado los 24°C, ni el ver en la ruina al negocio de mi madre -junto con muchos otros más- por culpa de lo que ocasionan ciertos discursos políticos pronunciados impulsivamente o ciertas reformas a ciertas leyes. Descubrir que volver a mi tierra natal se ha vuelto imposible, y que mi familia también tenía que emigrar, fue una de las experiencias más tristes y decepcionantes de toda mi vida. :(

{ENGLISH}

My Holidays ended. Returning to Oaxaca City was not what I expected: I had just came back for bringing back into my mind again the reason which I left there and, at the same time, because I didn't want to be in Morelia anymore; I just got enemies and foes, diseases and a much more intense poverty than what I faced in my homeland. Furthermore, my home, my family and my city got upside down without me (in a metaphorical sense), and it was not only due to the economical situation, but also due to the political situation and even due to the weather. I had to fix all fails that appeared at home after my disappearance. And I missed the sun though (because of the eternal mist in the Morelian sky), but it's not fun to have a Yuletide at over 85°F in a place where the highest temperature on winter is usually under the 70°F. And it was unnerving and depressing watching how Mom's business got broke -along with much more other ones- due to certain impulsive words said by certain politician or due to certain modifications to certain federal laws. Discovering that returning to my homeland has became impossible, along with the fact that my family also have to fly away from there, was one of my saddest and most disappointing experiences in my whole, entire life. :(

{ESPAÑOL}

Luego, al volver a ese espantoso infierno al que llaman Morelia... Nunca en mi vida me había sentido peor: No quería irme de Oaxaca, pero tampoco quedarme. Sobre todo por el hecho de haber perdido toda esperanza con respecto a la escuela y a mis propios negocios. Nunca antes le había tenido tanto miedo al futuro a corto plazo, ni a un lugar (ni siquiera la Ciudad de México me asusta tanto), ni mucho menos a un enemigo (o a un conjunto específico de enemigos específicos). Tanto así, que si me quedaba dormido, me costaba trabajo despertar -dormía de catorce a dieciocho horas al día- y sólo tenía pesadillas; si me daba hambre, era tan voraz que no la podía controlar, además de dañina y contraproducente (sólo tenía nauseas, eructos y cólicos eternos); el "stress" era tal que ni siquiera podía ver bien (si de por sí tengo mala visión... no es agradable andar en un lugar desconocido parcialmente ciego y completamente desorientado), ni pensar bien ni recordar bien las cosas (olvidaba hasta mi propio nombre). Parecía como si Rebekah, mi Female Persona, me hubiera abandonado a mi suerte (como me había pasado a los 16 años, en el 2007). :(

{ENGLISH}

After that, when I returned to that dreadful hell-like place known as Morelia... I have never felt worse: I didn't want to leave Oaxaca City, but I didn't want to stay there either. Specially, due to having lost all hope regarding the school and my businesses. I had never been scared of the near future nor a specific place (not even Mexico City scares me that way), yet not even a foe or an enemy (or a specific crew of them). I was so scared, so afraid of all that... If I fell asleep, I couldn't wake up easily, and I just had nightmares only (I slept for about 14-18 hours!). If I got hungry, that hunger was so ravenous that it damaged my guts seriously, indeed (I was thoroughly dizzy, and always eructing and farting loudly; my guts were pretty sore and they hurt like a kick in the balls... literally!). I was so stressed that my sight was unnervingly blurred, and I was quite confused indeed (my sight is already blurred due to astigmatism; it's quite horrible to walk in an unknown place partially blind and totally, thoroughly disoriented, and forgetting even your own name). It seemed as if Rebekah, my Female Persona, had deserted me (like what happened to me in the year 2007, at age 16). :(

{ESPAÑOL}

¿Porqué? Por culpa de los cinco "exámenes" extraordinarios que debía "presentar" ante los "docentes", quienes se han convertido en mis acérrimos enemigos. Yo sabía perfectamente que de nada serviría presentarlos, porque ellos me reprobarían con tal de deshacerse de mí, y de no tener que volver a verme. Varias veces estuve a punto de darme por vencido y permitir que ese montón de académicos elitistas me derrotara. Me parecieron los oponentes más poderosos que había enfrentado en mi vida. Y la peor parte era que, de los cinco, tres no eran exámenes, sino "tareas" que debía "entregar", los cuales serían "evaluados según su criterio", el cual nunca me explicaron ni me permitieron conocer. Prácticamente, se trataba de una adivinanza, donde tenía que atinarle a la respuesta en un solo intento. Y el que fuera una respuesta correcta o no, no significaba absolutamente nada; sólo importaba que el resultado le gustara a tal o cual "catedrático". Y si hay algo que detesto por sobre todas las cosas es darle gusto al enemigo, sabiendo que lo que hago no le gusta. :rage:

{ENGLISH}

Why? Due to the five "exams" I had to "apply" before the "teachers", who have became in my bitter enemies. I knew perfectly that applying them would be useless for me, because they would made me to fail for getting that I gave up and went away from the school. I was about to give up a lot of lots of times, and letting these bunch of elitist academics to defeat me. They seemed the mightiest opponents I had never faced in my life. And the worst part was that three of those five exams aren't exams, but rather "essay-like homeworks" that I had to "deliver", which would be "evaluated according to their criteria", which one never was explained to me by them. Practically, it consisted of a guess where I had to guess the answer in just one attempt only. It didn't matter whether if my answer were right or not. It just mattered the teachers' likes only. And one of the things I hate the most, over all anothe thing, is being forced to please my enemies, knowing that what I do/make doesn't please them. :rage:

{ESPAÑOL}

Y a pesar de mi derrota anticipada, presenté esos exámenes; Rebekah me dijo: "Si vas a ser vencido definitivamente por el mundo, al menos deberías perder con estilo y admitir tu derrota dándoles una cachetada con guante blanco, como siempre lo has hecho". Y así lo hice. Por primera vez en muchos años (la última vez que estuve en una situación semejante fue en el 2006, hace diez años y un poco más, cuando iba yo en la secundaria y tenía 14 años de edad; apliqué mi máximo poder, y derroté al sistema educativo de una manera jamás intentada antes... tengo prohibido acercarme a mi antigua secundaria, por cierto), necesitaba hacer algo que sólo hago con mis cosas, las cosas mías de mí, que pertenecen exclusivamente a mi persona y son de mi beneficio y deleite personal: HACER UN ESFUERZO. xD

Mi sombra empolvada cae sobre el tambor de piedra.
En el espejo humeante soplan las flautas funerarias.
En el lago del ombligo de la luna casi siempre hay una respuesta.
Sólo hay que saber cuál es la pregunta correcta...

Jorge Reyes: A la izquierda del colibrí.
xD

{ENGLISH}

In spite of my foreseen defeat, I applied those exams; Rebekah told me: "If you shall be defeated definitively in your struggle against the rest of the world, at least you should lose with swag, as you usually have done it, so they will feel like the pathetic human beings they are". And so I did. By first time in a lot of years (the last time I was in such a situation was the year 2006, ten years and a little bit ago, when I was at the junior high school and I was 14 years old; I used my highest level of power, and I defeated the educative system in such a never-tried-before way... I am banned of the neighborhood where that school is, by the way), I needed doing something that I do with my own stuffs of me only, for my personal benefit and pleasure only: MAKING AN EFFORT. xD

{ESPAÑOL}

Durante los exámenes extraordinarios, sólo uno de aquellos maestros se declaró abiertamente como mi enemigo, mientras todos los demás decidieron permanecer al margen, y sólo intervinieron de manera tangencial. Ese maestro (el loco de los símbolos simbólicos) me dijo: "Si por mí fuera, haría pedazos tu trabajito en tu cara, y te reprobaría de una vez; tú no debes estar aquí, y nunca debiste haber venido". Y a pesar de lo mucho que me detesta y aborrece ahora (sin manifestarlo nunca en público), de todas maneras me aprobó. Lo mismo ocurrió con todos los demás exámenes. Yo, simple y sencillamente, no lo podía creer: Por primera vez en muchos años, mi poder para "hackear" a las personas (elegantemente, a eso lo llaman "demagogia") no sólo había vuelto a mí (mejor dicho, gracias a la cooperación de Rebekah), sino que, al haberlo utilizado a su máxima potencia -yo diría que "le metí turbo y nitro"- funcionó de manera espectacular. xD

{ENGLISH}

During those special exams, only one of those teachers declared before me, in my face, to be my enemy and foe, while the rest of them stayed on the outside. That teacher (yes, the silly guy of the symbolic symbols) said me: "If I were up to me, I'd tear your damn homework to pieces, and I'd make you to fail right now; you must not be here". And despite how much he hates and loathes me (without expressing his hatred against me in public), anyways he make me to approve. The same happened with the rest of the exams. I couldn't believe it: By first time in a lot of years, my power for "hacking" people (in a fancy, elegant way, it's known as "demagogy") not just had came back to me (rather, thanks to Rebekah's cooperation), but, using it at its highest level, it worked in an awesome, astonishing and amazing way. xD

{ESPAÑOL}

A través de esos textos, no sólo había hecho retroceder a mis enemigos, sino que también me gané su respeto, sin importar lo que realmente sienten por mí. Por fin les había quedado claro que yo ya soy escritor, que yo soy inteligente independientemente de mi origen étnico, raza y color de piel, y que fácilmente puedo superar a cualquier otra persona que estudie la misma carrera que yo si así me lo propongo. Incluso, no sólo obtuve la calificación más alta posible en un examen extraordinario en la materia de esa ex-soviética chiflada que me había hecho la vida imposible reprobándome a placer, sino que además logré descifrar qué es lo que quiere y espera de sus alumnos en sus materias. Por primera vez en muchos años (la última vez que me pasó fue en el año 2011, hace seis años y un poco más, cuando yo estuve en aquella universidad a la que llamaba "la rancho-escuela" y tenía 19 años de edad, donde solía estudiar una ingeniería en energías renovables; mi habilidad con las palabras y esa emoción especial fueron suficientes para sostenerme durante cinco semestres en un lugar donde prácticamente la escuela entera me repudiaba, y cualquier pretexto era suficiente como para lograr que me expulsaran definitivamente) pude volver a sentir aquello que me impulsaba a continuar y a seguir adelante en terrenos hostiles, con guerra sin cuartel declarada en mi contra y estando yo completamente solo (en realidad, no soy yo, sino Rebekah quien ha decidido compartir conmigo esa sensación de ser invencible). Pasados los exámenes, recuperé mi salud física y psicológica casi por completo. xD


Estoy tan acostumbrado a estar vivo,
que ni cuenta me di cuando me convertí en zopilote.
Cuando vuelo, no tengo miedo,
nadie me ha podido alcanzar.
En la casa del colibrí no se ha escuchado la última palabra.

Jorge Reyes: A la izquierda del colibrí.
xD


{ENGLISH}

Through those texts, I haven't just forced to my enemies going backwards, but also I got their respect disregarding what they really feel about me. At least they understood I already am a writer, that I am smart disregarding my ethnic origins, race and skin color, and that I can go beyond and run over another student of my career if I want to. Even I haven't just got the highest possible result in a special exam of the subject taught by that mad former Sovietic female teacher that used to make me to fail just because, but also I got to decypher what she wants and expects in her subjects from her pupils. By first time in many years (the last time I was in such a situation, it was the year 2011, six years and a little bit ago, when I was at my second university, in an ugly cowboyish village and I was 19 years old; I used to study an engineering at renewable energies there. My skill at words, and that special feeling were enough to hold on and impulse me five more degrees of six months each one, in a place where I was hated and loathed by the whole, entire school's population and any pretext had been enough to ban me), I could feel that special feeling that used to impulse me to continue struggling and striving for what I want in hostile lands, all by myself (well... Not just me. Rather, Rebekah shared with me her sensation of "being invincible"). After the exams, I recovered my physical and pshychological health. xD

{ESPAÑOL}

Y el día de regresar a la pequeña e insignificante sucursal de la U.N.A.M. en la "ciudad" de Morelia llegó. Mas no contaba yo con volver a ver a mis otros enemigos: Los compañeros de mi salón... Yo tenía la idea de que por lo menos diez o quince se darían por vencidos y abandonarían esa carrera, pero no. Todos -menos aquellos con los que sí me llevaba bien- volvieron. Y el momento de haberlos visto fue tan decepcionante y deprimente que estuve a punto de caer de nuevo. Pero Rebekah (en mi mente) apareció para sostenerme, como hace tiempo que no lo hacía (la última vez que estuve en una situación semejante fue en el inicio del año 2010, hace siete años, cuando tenía 18 años de edad y me recuperé de aquel brutal golpe de la vida tras haber contraído la influenza porcina y, por ello, haber sido expulsado de mi primera universidad, donde solía estudiar una ingeniería en electrónica; mi segunda personalidad y el amor que sentía por mi antigua prometida, así como las promesas que le había hecho a ésta última, me sostuvieron y me impulsaron a una aventura más: mi segunda universidad). xD

{ENGLISH}

And the day to go back to "that school" in Morelia arrived. However, I didn't considered the presence of my other enemies and foes: My classmates... I thought at least ten or fifteen of them would give up and desert the career, but not. All -with exception of the guys which I got along with- were back. The moment when I saw them there again was so disappointing and depressing that I was about to fall defeated again. But Rebekah (inside me) appeared to hold me on, like in my good, old golden ages (the last time I was in such a situation it was the beginning of the year 2010, seven years ago, when I was 18 years old and I had just recuperated of that horrible situation, after catching the swine flu and, due to that, being kicked off from my first university, where I used to study an engineering at electronics; my Female Persona and the love I felt to my former fianceé, as well as all what I promised her, held me on and impulsed me to one more adventure: my second university). xD

{ESPAÑOL}

Fue como si la misma Rebekah se hubiera apropiado de mi cuerpo: Tomé la pose más altanera, altiva y arrogante posible, y sin siquiera mirarlos ni poner atención a sus tonterías tomé asiento en mi salón, en mi lugar de siempre; semejante experiencia me hizo recordar mis últimos años de juventud, y por un momento me volví a sentir joven y con ganas de vivir y de tener ganas. Y a partir de entonces, volví a adquirí valor y fuerza para ignorarlos y desdeñarlos como ellos lo hacen conmigo, sin que lo que ellos me hagan me afecte en lo más mínimo. Después de todo, siempre he sido un solitario distante de la sociedad y del entorno inmediato. Creo que el segundo semestre será bueno para mí. xD

{ENGLISH}

It was as if Rebekah, personally, had controlled my body instead me: I set myself in the most arrogant and haughty pose possible, and without even seeing them nor paying attention to their usual stupidities, I took my usual seat. Such a situation reminded me of my last years of youth, and for a little moment I felt young and willing to live again. From then on, I acquired bravery to ignore and desdain them, just like what they make me, without what they make me affects me at all. After all, I always have been an aloof lone ranger, always distant from the commoners. I think this second degree, which will last six months, will be Nice & Neat for me. xD
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Perfil del DeviantArt (~_°) [2016-XII]
Texto tipo Journal para el DeviantArt

{ESPAÑOL}

No había podido actualizar mi perfil del DeviantArt hasta el día de hoy por culpa de mi vieja y lenta computadora, que "ya anda en las últimas". Una computadora portátil nueva está esperándome en mi verdadera casa, en Oaxaca, junto con mi familia y las pocas personas de la vida real que me estiman... un poquito. :meow:

{ENGLISH}

I had not been able to update my DA's profile... thus far. My old, slow computer is the guilty. A brand-new portable computer is waiting for me at home, in Oaxaca City, along with my family and the few people from the real life that doesn't hate me... so much. :meow:

{ESPAÑOL}

Pero ya es tarde. Me demostré a mí mismo una vez más y de una vez por todas que yo no sirvo para estar seis horas calentando un asiento en una escuela, y soportando todo lo que me digan y lo que me hagan. Yo creo que veinticinco años de edad son ya demasiados, y que a mi edad, en vez de ir a la escuela, escribir (cosas fantasiosas, pero que siguen el canon de belleza literaria reconocido por los académicos... neoclásicos) y dibujar (caricaturas de monitos chinos, con temas tipo "Steven Universe", tramas tipo "Hora de Aventura" y sucesos tipo "Saint Seiya"), y ver caricaturas (es normal que un niño vea caricaturas, pero la gente considera raro y hasta enfermizo que un adulto lo haga), debería estar ganando dinero en un empleo real (empleo de oficina, claro). :(

{ENGLISH}

But it's too late. I have proved to myself that I am useless at "keeping warm a seat at school", bearing all kinds of bullying, once again and for all. I think 25 years old are too much and, at my age, I shouldn't go to school, write (high fantasy, despite all what I write follows the canon established by... neoclassical academics), draw (anime-like cartoons, with themes like the one on "Steven Universe" and plots like the one on "Adventure Time", and "Saint Seiya-like" stuffs), and watch cartoons (It's normal when kids watch cartoons, but people think it's weird and immature when an adult watch cartoons), and I should be earning money at work (a true work, at an office). :(

{ESPAÑOL}

Pero la vida me ha puesto una trampa, una encrucijada: El momento más crítico, determinante y decisivo ha llegado... ¿Debo retirarme de todo lo que me gusta para siempre, borrar todo lo que queda en el Internet, dejarme vencer por todos los demás a mi alrededor -en la vida real- y resignarme a la vida de cualquier mortal, sin títulos universitarios ni ilusiones ni meta alguna que me motiven a vivir? ¿O debo aferrarme más fuerte que nunca a todo ello y demostrar por otros medios que puedo convertirme en una estrella y derrotar a los académicos con mi vida y obra, aunque no logre obtener títulos universitarios y, por lo tanto, no lograr más que ser otro artista popular más, al que consideren indigno de ser mencionado en una escuela?

{ENGLISH}

But life has left me a booby trap: The most critical moment has arrived: Must I quit all what I enjoy ever after, to get retired from the Internet and delete all my stuffs, letting others -in the real life- to defeat me and resingning me to live the life of any mortal, without diplomas, neither dreams nor goals? Or must I cling to all what I enjoy as tight as possible, and proving through other ways that I can become a star, and defeating academics with my artworks, disregarding that I never could get a diploma and, therefore, I'd be just another common artist, unworthy of being mentioned at any school?

{ESPAÑOL}

Desde mi última actualización a la fecha, las cosas empeoraron para mí. La gente con la que compartía la casa ya estaba planeando cómo deshacerse de mí... Literalmente, porque a ellos les gustaba embriagarse y drogarse hasta vomitar -literalmente- y hacer la mayor cantidad de orgías posible (me gusta el B.D.S.M., pero sin alcohol ni drogas; el sexo por sólo sexo no me llama la atención en lo más mínimo). Me han amenazado de muerte antes, pero nunca pensé que lo llegaran a hacer en serio algún día. Que lo hagan una o dos veces podría ser considerado normal, pero que lo hagan todas las noches es algo insoportable. Y como a mí no me gustaba lo que hacían, pues... Me tuve que cambiar de casa y, aunque vivo en la misma colonia y a cincuenta metros de la escuela, vivo en las mismas condiciones en las que solía vivir antes de irme de Oaxaca. :(

{ENGLISH}

Since I updated by last time, things got worse for me. The guys that shared the house with me attempted to murder me... literally. They usually get drunk until vomiting -literally- and organizing as much orgies as possible (I like BDSM, but without alcohol nor drugs; sex for the sex's sake is not fun for me). I have been threatened before, but I never thought this time would be something serious. Doing it once or twice might be considered as normal, but doing it every night is something unbearable. And since I disliked what they do... I had to move and, although I live in the same neighborhood and at almost in front of the school, I live in the same conditions how I used to live before going away from Oaxaca City. :(

{ESPAÑOL}

Mis compañeros de salón me ignoran por completo, y hasta fingen en ocasiones que soy invisible. Durante años soporté toda clase de bullying físico y psicológico, pero nunca antes me había enfrentado a algo así. Además, les divierte provocar malos entendidos a costa mía, y meterme en problemas con los maestros. Ahora soy el enemigo público número uno del salón, y el primero contra el que se van cuando algo sale mal. Evitan, en la medida de lo posible, que me entere de cosas importantes, tales como la hora y fecha de reposición de clases, de exámenes, de viajes de prácticas, etc. Y han desarrollado un odio tal contra mí que, cuando se enteraron que reprobé cinco materias, y que probablemente, nunca más me volverían a ver, no sólo se pusieron eufóricos, sino que -hasta donde yo sé- han hecho hasta convivios con alcohol y sexo para celebrarlo. Los únicos dos a los que yo sí les caía bien, dejaron de ir a la escuela hace varias semanas. Ahora estoy completamente solo. :(

{ENGLISH}

My classmates ignores me totally, thoroughly, and even they sometimes pretend that I am invisible and voiceless. During lots of yers, I beared all types of physical and psychological bullying, but I have never faced something like that before. Moreover, they have fun causing misunderstandings first and implying me as the guilty of them later, and making me to have problems with the teachers. They avoid, as much as possible, that I know about important things, stuffs and matters related with the school, such as dates of exams, dates of extra classes, dates for travels (we usually travel for investigations related with the subjects), etc. And they have developed such a hatred against me that, when they realized I failed five subjects and, therefore, maybe they would not spend time with me again, not only got overly euphoric, but also -as far as I know- they have made parties with alcohol and sex to celebrate that fact. The only two classmates that got along with me left to go to the school some weeks ago. Now, I am all by myself. :(

{ESPAÑOL}

Y en cuanto a los maestros... Nunca conocí maestros como ésos. Han existido maestros a los que no le agrado y que, por lo mismo, solían reprobarme a propósito. Sin embargo, el sistema educativo siempre me favoreció, y por ello nunca pudieron derrotarme... Hasta ahora, porque a estos maestros (E.N.E.S., sucursal de U.N.A.M. en Morelia, Michoacán, México) no les importa que uno se sepa de memoria todo lo que estudió en sus materias, que uno muestre interés en sus clases, que uno participe en sus clases, ni mucho menos que se les adule, que se les consienta, que se les haga plática y se les diga que sus investigaciones son lo máximo, lo sean o no, con tal de lograr llevarse bien con ellos. Ellos deciden, de manera absoluta y arbitraria, quién se convierte en la estrella del salón y quién será desechado para que no pase al siguiente semestre. Y casi lo logran conmigo. :(

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Regarding the teachers... I have never met teachers like those ones. There have been teachers who dislike me and, therefore, used to make me to fail their subjects intentionally. However, the educative system always favored me and that is the why they could never defeat me... Thus far, because those teachers (www.enesmorelia.unam.mx/) don't care that oneself can be capable to learn by heart all the whole, entire topics of their subjects, to be interested in their classes, to participate in their classes, and not even to be spoiled, flattered and told that their investigations are awesome, whether they are or not, in order to get along with them. They decide who shall be the classroom's star and who shall be thrown away. They almost get it with me. :(

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La peor parte es que, apantentemente, no hay parámetros que me ayuden a determinar a quién eligen ellos y a quién discriminan, pero todos mis indicios apuntan a que se debe, probablemente, al hecho de que yo no pertenezco ni a la misma clase social (clase alta), ni al mismo lugar de origen (Ciudad de México, Estado de México, Jalisco, Michoacán, Guanajuato, Querétaro, Aguascalientes, estados abundantes en gente rica y de tez blanca) que mis compañeros, y que probablemente también me rechacen debido a mi desagradable y nada estética apariencia física. Además, son hipócritas, refinadamente crueles, insidiosos e insoportables, y parecen más bien una bola de chiflados que doctores en cosas de literatura. :(

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The worst part of all this hell's shit is there's no parameters that help me to determine who will be chosen by them, and who will be rejected, but all my clues indicates that, probably, it's due to the fact I don't belong to the same social class (high class), that I am not from the same place that my classmates (Mexico City, and states at the Center and West of Mexico City, which are rich states, inhabited by pale-skinned people), and perhaps due to my disliking physical appearance. Besides, they are hypocritical, cuel in a fine way, insidious and unbearable, and they seem rather a bunch of insane guys than doctors at literature's stuffs. :(

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* Hay, por ejemplo, un pobre tipo que cree que hay símbolos ocultos en "El Libro Vaquero", "Lo Insólito", "Sensacional de Traileros", "Playboy", las fotonovelas de Corín Tellado, etc. (sí, símbolos como los que hay en "Gravity Falls") y que piensa que lo más chafa y aborrecible de la literatura (no, no me refiero ni siquiera a Crepúsculo ni a 50 Sombras de Gay, sino a cosas que están en revistas baratas, como las revistas que acabo de mencionar) es digno de Nobel sólo porque a lo más bajo e iletrado de la sociedad le gusta, y que por eso lo compran. Su esposa y principal colaboradora, que también da clases, está obsesionada con las sirenas (no cree en ellas, pero le encanta estudiarlas... eso no tiene ningún sentido para mí), lo paranormal (no cree en nada paranormal, pero creo que en secreto se burla de todo lo que los demás le cuentan... estoy seguro que a ella y a su marido les encanta robarse historias debido a probable falta de creatividad) y con todos los cuerpos de agua en general (seguramente, se imagina viviendo como sirena en ellos), pero más con los lagos de Michoacán (Pátzcuaro, Cuitzeo, etc.). Ella usa su "encanto encantador" para hacer que todos los demás hagan lo que ella quiera que hagan (es como tener de frente a Lucy y a Nyu de "Elfen Lied"). xD

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* For example, there is a poor guy that think there are hidden symbols in Playboy and other cheap, pulp-like magazines (yes, symbols like the ones on "Gravity Falls"). He also thinks the cheesiest, boring literature (texts much worse than "Twilight" saga or "Fifty Shames of Gay" saga) deserves Nobel prizes just because it's liked by the most ignorant, illiterate sectors of the Mexican society, and that's the why they buy such a crap. His wife and main co-worker, also teacher of me, is obsessed with mermaids (She not even believe in them, so why does she study them? It doesn't make any sense!), paranormal events (I bet she surely mocks of all what people tells her... I am sure they steal people's stories maybe due to lack of creativity) and with all rivers and lakes in general (She surely dreams about living as a mermaid in them), but specially with Michoacanian Great Lakes (Patzcuaro, Cuitzeo, etc.). She also uses her "charming charms" for making others to do exactly what she wants they do (It's like being before Lucy & Nyu from "Elfen Lied"). xD

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* Otro triste ejemplo es aquella rusa ex-soviética con post-doctorado, obsesionada con la época barroca y "la religiosidad en la Nueva España" (más bien, fanatismo y confusión de creencias); estará, pues, muy preparada, pero no es capaz de decir nada coherente a pesar de que es filióloga en lenguas derivadas del latín (mezcla arcaísmos con palabras más propias de dialectos sudamericanos del español... Tengo suerte de haber leído de chiquito el diccionario, pero a veces ni eso me ayuda), sin contar que no sabe ni lo que pregunta en sus exámenes, que todo el mundo reprueba. Además, ella es una persona terriblemente desagradable, a la que le encanta siempre burlarse de todos los que tienen que tratar con ella, y de todo lo que hace o no hace (una vez se estaba burlando de su propio hijo, al que le machucó el dedo -seguramente a propósito- con una de las puertas de su gigantesco auto... ¿Qué clase de persona es alguien así?). :(

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* Another example is a Russian woman (rather, former Sovietic woman) with post-doctorate, obsessed with the Baroque period and "Religiousness in New Spain" (rather, fanatism and mixture of beliefs); she surely would be a "library worm", but she is not able to say a comprehensible sentence despite she studied Philiology at Roman-like languages (she usually mixes outdated Spanish words with slang that comes from South-America. Fortunately, I read the dictionary when I was a little child, but sometimes even dictionaries are useless with her), without considering she not even have a little idea about what she asks for her incomprehensible exams; nobody is able to pass her subjects. Furthermore, she is disliking and loves to mock everybody and everything (once, she mocked her own son; she -perhaps intentionally- bruised  her son's thumb with one of the doors of her huge car, a SUV. What kind of woman is someone like her?). :(

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La peor parte es que, como esos tres maestros -precisamente ellos- tienen plaza y fundaron la carrera, se sienten los dueños de Morelia. Puedo llevarme perfectamente con personas de clase baja y de clase media (por muy vulgares e ignorantes que puedan llegar a ser algunos de ellos, al menos son más auténticos y más sinceros), pero por más que me esfuerce, no puedo tolerar las payasadas, caprichos y exigencias de la gente de clase alta, como mis compañeros y mis maestros. De ahí que me pregunte si realmente valió la pena gastar aproximadamente $25,000.00 Pesos Mexicanos (MXN), mudarme 840 kilómetros al oeste de mi casa y enfrentar situaciones y personas mucho peores que las que viví en mi tierra natal. Comparado con todo esto, lo que viví en las dos universidades en las que estuve antes, en un preparatoria particular donde duré sólo un semestre, en la secundaria y en todas las primarias donde estuve, no es nada. :(

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The worstest part is, since those three teachers -precisely, them- established the career and were hired to be here permanently, they feel like Morelia's overlords. I can get along perfectly with people from the low and the middle class (disregarding how much vulgar and illiterate they might be, at least they are sincere and authentic), but despite all my efforts, I can't bear the foolishness, whims and demands from the high class' people, like my teachers and classmates. Hence, I wonder if really was worthwhile to spend about $1250 US Dollars (1200 Euroes or 1000 Great Britain's Sterling Pounds), moving 522 miles at the west from home, and facing people and situations that are much worse than what I faced in my homeland. :(

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Desafortunadamente, cuatro materias aprobadas no pueden hacer nada contra cinco materias reprobadas de nueve en total. Incluso, reprobé inglés, a pesar de que ya puedo leerlo de corrido, escribirlo correctamente y hasta pronunciarlo (mi pronunciación es muy australiana; mi nivel es el C2). Todo, porque el pobre maestro de inglés tiene una pronunciación espantosamente incomprensible, y horrores de ortografía que ni los niños gringos de primaria tienen: Cambia "z" por "s" ("realise", "criticise" en vez de "realize", "criticize"), pone "u" después de "o" ("colour", "flavour" en vez de "color", "flavor"), confunde los pasados con los participios, confunde "may" con "might", usa frases que nunca en mi vida había visto ("rote learning" en vez de "learnt by heart"), usa "of" donde debería usar "about" ("think of" y "dream of" en vez de "think about" y "dream about") y usa "should" donde debería usar "ought". :rage:

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Unfortunately, four subjects that were passed succesfully are nothing compared with five failed subjects, from nine in total. Even I failed English, despite I can read it fluently, write it correctly and even pronounce it (my pronunciation is very Australian, but my language level is C2). All this just because the poor English teacher has an awfully incomprehensible pronunciation, and horrible ortographic flaws that not even American kindergarteans have: He trades "z" with "s" ("realise", "criticise" instead of "realize", "criticize"), adds an "u" after an "o" ("colour", "flavour" instead of "color", "flavor"), confuses the past tense and the perfect present tense with the perfect past tense , confuses "may" with "might", uses phrases that I have never seen in my life ("rote learning" instead of "learnt by heat"), misuses "of" (he uses it where he should use "about" instead: "think of" and "dream of" instead of "think about" and "dream about"), and uses "should" where he should use "ought" instead. :rage:

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¿Cómo es que gente así llega a ese tipo de empleos? Entiendo que todos estemos forzados a hablar el inglés americano por Internet (y hasta por radio) para mantenerse en contacto con otras personas alrededor del mundo, pero jamás he visto a los gringos hablar o escribir de esa manera (a menos que sea gente demasiado ignorante, demasiado aislada, o que se trate de películas mal dobladas al inglés o sitios de Internet chafas... De repente hasta el DA mete la pata con la ortografía, y todavía hay partes que no sé qué dicen, por lo mismo). Me costó dos años y mucho esfuerzo aprender inglés, y no es como para que cualquier tipo venga y me diga que estoy mal. :rage:

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How the fucking hell's shit does that kind of people arrive to that kind of jobs? I understand that all us have to speak English in a mandatory way in order to keep in touch with other people around the world on the Internet (and even on the radio), but I have never seen Americans speaking English that way (unless being too ignorant, too isolated, or watching misdubbed movies or reading cheesy Internet websites... Someties, even the DA slips up; there still are parts of this website that I can't read due to that). Learning English took me two years and huge effort, and it's not for allowing any Dick or Harry come to me and say me I am wrong. :rage:

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Lo mismo con las otras cinco materias. Me costó muchos años de mi vida aprender sobre cuestiones literarias y antropológicas como para que vengan tipos que, usando de pretexto sus títulos, me quieran corregir (falacia por argumento de autoridad) y hasta se dignen en decirme que "es mi obligación desaprender lo que me han enseñado". Nada más les faltó decir "nosotros somos la verdad absoluta, así que crean en nosotros y repitan como pericos lo que les enseñamos, que serán salvados", por decir lo menos. :rage:

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The same with the other five subjects. It took me huge efforts and lots of years learning about literary and anthropologic stuffs. It's not for allowing any Guy & Gal that, using their diplomas as pretext, want to correct me, and even dare to declare "it's my obligation to unlearn all what I have been taught". They just lacked to tell me: "We are the absolute truth, so just believe in us and repeat like parrots all what we have taught you, so you shall be saved", at least. :rage:

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¿Libre pensamiento? ¡Sí, como no! Van a clases cuando quieren, como quieren, donde quieren y si quieren (no les importa ni les gusta dar clases, aunque sea su responsabilidad y se les esté pagando por ello; sólo les interesa que los llamen a congresos y conferencias, porque los pobres tipos se sienten como estrellas de cine, aunque sus investigaciones sean puros disparates o cosas improductivas), no resuelven dudas (terminan siempre refiriendo algún libro inconseguible o algún sitio de Internet en inglés, lleno de tecnicismos, y lo hacen de muy mal modo), y creen que el mundo entero, y en especial sus alumnos, están a su disposición cuando ellos quieran (cambian a capricho las fechas de examen, de tareas, de clases, de viaje de prácticas, etc.). Ellos lo llaman "libertad de cátedra". Yo creo que más bien es egoísmo e indolencia. :(

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Free thinking? Sure... They give classes when they want to, how they want to, where they want to, and if they want to do it (They neither care nor like to give classes, although it's their responsibility and they are paid for it; they just care to be called for conferences, because those poor guys and gals feel like movie's divas, disregarding the fact their investigations consist of mere stupidities), they never answer questions (they always mention the name of a rare book or an overly complex website written totally, thoroughly in hard English; and they do it in a moody, disliking way), and think the whole humankind, specially their students, are willing to do what they want to, when they want to, where they want to (they modify whimsically dates for exams, for homeworks, for classes, for scholar travels, etc.). :(

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¿Porqué escribo todo esto? Simple: Ellos jamás se rebajarían a tratar con nosotros, las estrellas de Internet, ni mucho menos se bajarían de sus nubes para mirar la obra de la gente normal (aunque, irónicamente, muchas de sus tesis doctorales tratan sobre "las manifestaciones populares de la cultura de masas"... hasta el título suena a burla) sin juzgarla ni criticarla según sus conceptos. Ellos jamás le verán lo artístico a una radionovela (una bien hecha, claro), una serie de televisión (una bien hecha, claro), un anime, un manga o una canción común (ellos ya ni siquiera aprecian la música clásica); pareciera que ya nada los conmueve ni los inspira (alguien así no sólo no puede, sino que no debe estudiar cosas artísticas). Por ahora están enfocados a estudiar "lo popular", es decir, lo más bajo de lo más bajo en lo más bajo de la sociedad más baja, y ni así aprecian lo que ven. :rage:

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Why did I write all this crap? Simple: They never would be willing to deal with us, Internet stars, and not even they would dare to descend to the Earth for watching what normal, common people makes (Ironically, their thesis consists of "people's expressions of the people's culture"... even the title seems a mock!) without criticizing it, according to their weird concepts. They never will find the artistic stuffs on a radio play (a Nice & Neat radio play, of course), a TV series (a Nice & Neat one, of course), an anime, a manga or a song (they not even can appreciate classical music!); it seems there's nothing able to touch their hears (people like that is not able to study artistic stuffs). Now, they are focused on "people's art", i.e., the lowest of the lowest in the lowest of the lowest social sectors, and not even they can appreciate what they see. :rage:

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A veces pienso que no lo hacen por interés ni por dinero, sino por el mero morbo de criticar a otro con abstracciones incomprensibles sin que el otro ni los demás se den cuenta. Y por si fuera poco, ya poco me importa si lo llegasen a leer. De todas maneras ya tengo un pie afuera de la escuela (el otro pie ya está listo para volver a su hogar, donde el clima es uno y es estable, donde hay pinos y mucha comida buena y barata, y donde las calles son cuadradas), y nadie me extrañará... Excepto las personas que conocí en los diminutos mercados morelianos (morelianos auténticos, con acento "cantadito y ranchero", no como esos mexiquenses emigrados, indeseables e insoportables donde quiera que van, como los que también hay en Oaxaca), como una de las muchas señoras que venden "carnitas michoacanas", a la que le compro seguido; su sobrina, una niña de diez años, es lo suficientemente inteligente, despierta y especial como para haberme inspirado: la convertí en un personaje principal de "Radiofrecuencias Microondas" (Kiroga, quien será el reemplazo de Rebekah en el "Kombate" y el "Kombate de tres Equis", mientras Rebekah enfrenta a los "Akadémikos" a la vez que entrena a Kiroga, junto con Saturnine). Le di un discurso motivacional muy bueno: Le dije que no importaba si ella dejaba la escuela, que a la gente lo que le importaba era el papel, pero que si quería superarse, viera por aprender acerca de todo lo que le interesa, y que no importaba si continuaba el negocio familiar de tacos (de hecho, como vendedora tiene un gran futuro por delante; es otra calculadora humana con manos veloces y enorme memoria, igual que mi madre y yo cuando era chiquito) si ella al mismo tiempo aspiraba a ser lo mejor en cualquier cosa a la que se dedicara o que quisiera dedicarse. A esa niñita le gusta mucho el dinero, así que yo supongo que ya sabe qué quiere en la vida. Si mis compañeros no fueran tan chocantes y vieran por conocer más allá de lo que ya han visto, entenderían el valor de las "flores de loto", a las que yo aprecio tanto y que tanta esperanza en la humanidad me dan. Recordemos que la flor de loto obtiene su aroma del agua podrida del pantano, y que yo siempre he encontrado la forma de convertir todas mis penas y desgracias en divertidos cuentos con dibujos. De mi visita a Morelia podré sacar mucho más material para mis obras artísticas... a menos que decida renunciar, si mi creación no me resultara redituable o por lo menos del gusto del público. Mientras tanto, esos doctorcitos se quedarán plantados en suelo michoacano hasta que los despidan o hasta que el cuerpo les aguante, haciendo nada productivo con sus vidas. Les agradezco que me hayan visitado, y también por sus compras. Ustedes pagaron mi educación, y encontraré la forma de recompensarlos... algún día. xD

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I like your photo...xD However... This photo lacks color. It looks very... brown...xD It seems that Autumm is conquering this place :( B...

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Be verbose...xD

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