My Name And Its Meaning

Ok, so I did a little rummaging around Boulder (please don't yell at me. I'm a starved mutant on the run, completely broke. I HAVE to steal SOME things.) and I found this book called Just the Perfect Name. It's a book of names, basically, and I decided to find out what my whole name meant.

Spencer - Steward, shopkeeper. Gosh, thanks, mom and dad, wherever you are! I feel so honored by this great and powerful name.
Dylan - Son of the Wave. Celtic god of the sea. See, now THIS is what I'm talking about. I always, like, thought Poseidon was pretty wicked-awesome, and now I've got a middle name that means I've got his job, in the Celt's eyes. Go Celtics!
Alexander - (Yes, I have 2 middle names. SAB and SDB. They were listed right under each other in the papers. Long story.) Defender or protector of humankind, say the Greeks. I'm hearing ya! I think Max(imum) shoulda been called Alexandra. Then she could be this/that, too!

So, in short, I think I'm gonna start going by Dylan or Alex. I mean, seriously, shopkeeper? When you think Mudd Hawk - Spencer Burnns - do you think SHOPKEEPER?!! Gawd.

Anyway. "God of the Sea" or "Protector of Humankind" is SO much cooler than "Steward". *huffs* Put the cool names first, mom-n-pop. COOL. NAMES. FIRST.

Anyway, that's your little update for today. I shall remain Spencer, but only if the meaning magically gets reversed with Dylan and I can be the sea god. That would be SO sweet, doncha think? I do.

Fly Your Highest!
-Spence
P.S: I just looked over my post, and I'm beginning to sound Minnesoootan, doncha know? Ya, sure, you betcha I'm not, but I sound like one. *looks at Em* Not that it's BAD or anything... *flies away into the sunset* (which is really a sunRISE, but I won't get particular.)

Perfect.

This picture is absolutely PERFECT for Spencer. (This is Emily, people. Gosh, get with the program!)

Anyway. Here it is, Spencer:

Tada! It's perfect.

Peace, Love, and Llamas! (Keep on Dreamin', too.)
-Emiliano

COOKIES!!!

Skye just got back from his flight to town, and guess what he brought?

Reader #1: Uhhh, your flock?

Nope! My flock got back yesterday. Guess again!

Reader #2: Um... chocolate?

Close. He brought COOKIES!!! (Betcha couldn't guess from the huge pic.) He got 'em from this tiny little shop down in, like, Boulder or something, and they look SO good. Yumyumyumyumyummy...

Fly your Highest! (and don't touch my cookies!)
-Spence

I'm Baaaaaack!

K, so, I know you guys were purty freaked about my absence, but I'm okay. I'm riiiiiight here. Safe and sound. So chillax, por favor. For anyone who wants the story, then just read the post. It's short, kinda weird, and totally doesn't suffice for the whole, like, week or two I was gone. But it's SOMETHING, right? :)

Anyway. Here goes nothin'...

I hop off of Skye (my horse) and go over to Skye (the mutant kid). He looks kind of panicked. “Mudd, we’ve got an issue,” he says. “Our house just got randomly burnt down, and no one knows who did it. That, and we’ve kinda got a stalker,” he continues.

I blanch. Stalkers, random fires, panicked mutant… not good things. But my voice stays level. “Have you tried Raven?”

He bites his lip, and mutters, “Yeah. She said to deal with it.” He frowns. “She always WAS like that, wasn’t she?”

I nod, a half-smile forming on my lips. “She was, wasn’t she?” I sigh, then get back to business. “So you tried her, she denied to help…”

“Yeah,” Skye interrupts. “And F and S can’t get here yet. They’re gonna try, though.” I sigh. They always were loners.

“Okay,” I say, “I’ll come with, help you get settled. Just let me get the flock in order, and then we’ll--”

Alexis shakes her head. This is the first time she’s done or said anything this whole time. “Only room for 4 or 5, at the most.” I blink. That means I’d have to either leave one kid, not go myself, or JUST go myself. I don’t know which—“And we have to leave NOW.”

I shake my head, and say, “Ok. But then I’ve got to contact my kiddos.” And it’s true; I really need to let them know where I am.

Skye nods. “I’ve got a laptop; Raven nicked it from the Apple store for us, as a ‘good-bye’ gift. It’ll access email.” I sigh, and nod my ‘Okay.’

Then we took off, and now we’re here, in this little cave-y, tunnel-y structure kinda by Lake Dillon, CO.

Any questions? Comment and/or email meh!!

Fly Your Highest! (Boy, it's been a while since I typed that!) -Spence

Spencer's Tale

Thank god I'm an admin on this blog. (This is Em, btw.)

So, as you all know, Spencer has been a little bit AWOL this past week, and then today he just randomly showed up on the Meebo and on the Other Side. He told his tale on the Meebo, as follows:

A few days ago – when I poofed – I was going for a trail ride with Shawn and Shannon. It was really peaceful, right up until Skye and Alexis literally burst from the side of the trail and started yelling nonsense. So I stopped, jumped down, and they told me their story. (Tell you later.) Then I came here, and Alexis is out doing something, and Skye’s reading over my shoulder.

So of course I ask, "What was their story?" and then his connection broke and he logged out of the Meebo. The perfect ending, wouldn't you say?

Anyway, comment, etc, and just stay safe. And stay ON, please.

-Emiliano

Mkay.

Mkay, so Rae wanted me to post this... it's the email I send to anyone who wants to join the Resistance, or me, or whatever, to introduce them to ITEX and all the evil stuff they do. So, here goes nothin':

From: Mudd Hawk
To: smartee95@aim.com
Sent: Sunday, December 7, 2008 4:08:10 PM
Subject: Resistance Briefing: The Evils of ITEX

Welcome to the real world... I'm Spencer, avian human extraordinaire, and I'd like to tell you about Itex/Nutex/Itexicon and its MANY evils. They do one of many things to get babies, or embryos, to make into "experiments" (That's what they call us). Some of those things are: - Kidnap the kids from their homes - Make them in a test tube - Pay the families to give over their kids - Just receive them from parents who don't want to take care of kids Once the babies/embryos are there, they... 1- Knock them out 2- Inject DNA into them 3- Put them in a dog crate Then, it's years and years of testing, injections, torture, pain, and cluelessness. Basically, that goes on until you die or escape. I chose to escape, and got out at age 7 and a half... and I just barely did, too. So, there you have it: that's your average experiment's life. Welcome to the Resistance; welcome to the truth.

So, yeah. Rae's fault if that was a TMI for ya, even though that is WAY cleaned up from the old one. Seriously.

Anyway, Fly your highest!
-Spencerrrrrrr

X-Mas List!

Erm, did everyone die, or something? The only people I've seen on the Meebo lately are Jojo the Hoho (Joey), Rae, Kali, Em, D, and a couple guests. And no one's commenting... *pouts*

Oh, wait, here's something to say. My list! Bold means I got ya, bold and italic means sorta. I'm really behind, so cut me a break. Also -- the random letters are for me, to help me remember what I did/got/am doing/etc. for them. Don't pay any attention, it's a code that I made up.

I sent about 70% an ecard. Or, well, probably less. But I don't have very many email addresses... So some people will get an ecard and a gift, and some people will just get an ecard cuz I'm so behind, and... yeah, you'll survive. So, without further hesitation, the List:

• Pyro
• Lego
  
• Marie - NTJ
  
• Alice
• Steven and Co - Group
  
• D-SS
• Shawn - giving it to him in person. :D
  
• Rachel-SS
• Mah flock - another in-person gift
  
• Matt - wanna guess? Yep, in person.
  
• Asia - don't know that well
  
• Skillet - don't know that well
  
• DL - NTJ
  
• Celia-NTJ
  
• Century
• Xingu--vaguely know, but not enough to know what gift to get...?
  
• Emily-emailing it
  
• Kali
• Mii
  
• Zach and Lily - what's the deal with them, anyway?
• Joey-I still think I should do a slideshow with death and destruction... he'd LOVE it!! C'mon, Rae, can I pleeeeeeease?
  

Mkay, that's it.

Fly your highest!
-Spence
P.S: Comment... Let me know that you're alive and well... I'm getting kinda worried...

Less than a month till X-mas...

...and I've gotta get moving on making you guys some e-presents!

I know this is a really lame excuse for a post and everything, but please just comment with your favorite things/animals/whatever, and I'll do my thing and get the closest thing to you!

Fly your highest!
-Spence
P.S: Rae's is done, since D and I put our heads together on ideas. We have separate gifts, but they're probably similar. So, Rae, you're off the hook. For NOW! xD

Another New Dream!!!

Oh, wow... I just had ANOTHER new dream! Like, prediction dream. Except I don't think they're predictions any more. More like a prediction of something that MIGHT have happened in the future, or something.

This time I checked the date, and it was November 20th: today. I also replied...something that I didn't get the chance to do last time. See what happens. Anyway, here's the email I got last night, in my dreams:::

Dearest friend-
I understand that you know very little Gibberr (Gibberish, if you prefer), and that your friend, Emily, knows some but very little. Therefore, I shall write to you in English.
Perhaps you've already realized this, but I have studied fervently in technology, and have, by chance, discovered the fine art of programming pop-ups. You have quite a strong firewall, so I gave Emily some handy information, by way of, obviously, pop-up.
My profuse apologies for the lack of photos, but I personally think them quite useless. Simply think of me as a ripple in a pond, made by a gently-flowing breeze. Or, if you wish, think of me as the figure of Ptolemy, at age 14.
Please return my Dream-mail with one of your own, preferably made up of questions that you wish to ask. I will try my best to answer them as well as is possible.
Quite sincerely,
Jared Nathaniel Shale

So, that's his email. I didn't respond with questions, because I want YOU guys to ask the questions for me. Comment with anything and everything you'd like to ask Jared, and I'll put it all in a, as he says, "Dream-mail" when I go to sleep on Saturday. Hopefully I'll be able to, otherwise... well, I'll just have to wait until Jared mails me back.

Fly Your Highest!
-Spencalisciousness

Shawn's Drawing

Took me long enough, didn't it? But I have a reason. I used Shawn's mom - Madeline's - scanner to get the picture onto a computer, then the desktop computer (that this pic was on) got all whacked out and we had to get a new one, and it took WAY too long to get it hooked up and then I had to scan it again and it is/was TINY! So don't mind the fuzziness, I had to make it so you could see the freakin' thing.

Yep, that's all.

Fly Your Highest!
-Spence

A Picture of Me...

...a really OLD picture of me, that is.

Pretty ugly, but still okay, I guess, and you guys STILL want more, so, yeah...

This is about 2 or 3 years ago, probably, when I was chilling at - I think - Emily's house, and I stole her camera for something and took a picture of myself in the mirror while I was at it.

Just discovered its existence a few minutes ago while rummaging through my Documents...

Enjoy, and fly your highest!
-Spence

Ring, Ring! WTF?!

Ok, I'm gonna post about super-random stuff now, so watch out, world!

Pyro, Kaliyan, Shawn, and yours truly were chatting on ol' faithful Meebo over there, and Pyro randomly brings up that he got a call midway through class today. I said weird, and it developed into us all on our PeopleSearch pages looking for the NAME of this dude.

I come across this page that says it'll figure out the name for free. So I type in the number, and it comes up with a bunch of people getting spam calls from the number, and for all of them, these facts hold true:

- The speaker talking Spanish
- Always calling at a time when no one's there
- Line is busy when they call back

Pyro's mystery person fit this description perfectly. I go off onto another site, randomly looking some more. All of a sudden, the phone rings. Shawn slides down the banister to get it, answers, then a few minutes later rushes upstairs and declares that THE EXACT SAME PERSON JUST CALLED US!

Not creepy enough? This dude's info is blocked on every single PeopleSearch site I go to, and Pyro says it's the same for him. OMG!! It costs, like, 60 bucks a month to block your info - PER SITE! So this dude must be, like, a millionaire - or at least thousandaire - to afford it...

So, um, yeah, CREEPY DUDE!!!

Fly Your Highest!
-Spencerrrrrrrr

Dream Update

So, here's some more info about Jared!

A 13 year old boy who is rumored to know how to 'speak' to the wind and water. It's a proven fact that he knows the lingo of avians and porpoises/dolphins.

He apparently learned the art of creature-speaking at age 4, when he was sitting in his yard making odd noises at a blue-jay that was perched in a tree nearby. His nature-speaking, however, came when he was 7, coming home from his elementary school. He was, according to 3 of his fellow students, floating on the wind, not moving his legs but moving forward nontheless.

When he was swimming in the ocean on a vacation with his mother, he was seen to be moving his hands in the air, and the water responded. Later that day, he was seen “conversing” with a dolphin.

So, there you have it. He's apparently looks like a Latin American, with brown eyes that turn silver when his emotions are strong... Or something like that. And he wants be to cross the Jhagi Bridge and come to the Khatual Village, where we're positive he lives.

So there you have it...

Fly Your Highest!
-Spencer-callifragilisticexpialadocious!

New Dream!

Last night I had this REALLY vivid dream... one of those that I can't remember unless I write it down in my journal, which I did. It was pretty short, but I KNOW it means something.

I was sitting on my bed in the loft, Shawn in his right across from me, and I was going through my emails. There was one in there from noone@somewhere.com. That's weird enough, but the title was "Kuyf". No clue what that meant, but I had a feeling it meant SOMETHING. So anyway, I opened the email. And it had only 6 words, a comma, and a period. This was it:

Jhagi kuyf jyikhockjuu, hun ikhbkaki lobve.

So I stared at it, turned it over in my mind, and had the same feeling that it meant something. At the bottom, in SUPER tiny letters so I could hardly see it, was the signature:

Jared Nathaniel Shale.

No clue who that was, either.

Then, RIGHT after that, I woke up. Today, about 10 minutes ago, I start having a spaz-fest, since I was so bored. I was typing totally random stuff like "kshatrya behar rajbashi!".

And, miraculously, the last post was "Jhagj kuyf jyikhockjuu, hun ikhbkaki lobve." I didn't make the connection at all. I just thought it was more randomness.

Then, comes Emily's message on my screen:

Emily: Spencer, that's Gibberish.
Spence: Of course it is...?
Emily: No, like REAL Gibberish. The language!
Spence: Seriously?
Rachel: ???
Emily: Yeah.

And so then Emily goes off surfing the internet. 4 minutes later, she comes back with the meaning of this haunting phrase: May luck be with you, my everlasting friend.

Once again, I've never met this dude, Jared, before. And Rae, D, Luke, Emily AND I feel like they've heard the name before. Weird much?

Any support/info/comments are MORE than welcome!

Fly Your Highest!
-Spencer

Woot!

Ok, so I am seriously REALLY bored, and I feel like posting something...so...yeah.

Here are the links to all the different dresses/suits that Rachel/Rae/Raeofshadows picked for her wedding with Pyro/Michael/Pye.


Groom and Best Man:
http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w215/coatandtie/April2207.jpg

Bride:
http://s7d4.scene7.com/ir/render/AlfredAngeloRender/1139-600?wid=340&obj=main&sharpen=1

Maid of Honor:
Well, since my computer doesn't like this link and goes to a completely different place, I guess I can't really tell you. So anyway, it's this long, flow-y dress in teal. Yeah.

Groomsmen:
http://vanmeer.co.nz/image/school/pop_up/5733.jpg

Flowergirls:
http://www.davidsbridal.com/images/fashions/full/F05_JB1513_navy.jpg

Bridesmaids (but with straps):
http://dallasbrides.files.wordpress.com/2008/04/lz3731.jpg

Ring bearer:
http://jenniferechols.files.wordpress.com/2007/08/ns-ring-bearer.jpg

So, yep, that's it... Hope you like... :P

Fly Your Highest!
-Spence

More Pictures

Here're some more pics, since I'm intensely bored...
The top one is Shawn, being kind of a doofus.

The little tiny picture is one of Marcus, Emily's older brother... he looks a lot like her, actually.

And now you can see for yourself what Emily looks like, cuz that GIMUNGO picture of a gal on a bridge...Well, that'd be her.

And...that's it, for now, cuz - say it with me, now - Spencer's feeling lazy. Good job! That was perfectly synchronized...

Later skaters! (Fly Your Highest!)
-Spencalisciousness

A Picture of Me...

...since a LOT of you keep begging, I've decided to finally cave. Here's a pic of me. Ta da!

Oh, never mind, here's TWO pictures of me, since I see that Shawn decided to download yet another one onto my laptop...hmm. The one with me in the bright yellow jacket is more flattering, I think. And Shawn photo-shopped body piercings into the first one, so...

ANYWAY, I was kidnapped by alien cupcakes, and then I was just feeling kind of lazy, and...yeah.

So yeah. I'm back. And still feeling kind of lazy. But I thought I should probably post before we go into another posting depression... and...yeah.

So, yepperz...

Fly Your Highest!
-Spencer
P.S: A lot more happened, but I - lazy, remember? - don't feel like putting it all down on here, so... Just frequent the Resistance (othersideofmaximumride.blogspot.com) and you'll figure out what basically ALL of it is.
Later skaters!

New Power!

Hey, you guys...I've got a new "power"!!!!

I've discovered this weird, not-painful, way to make my wings, like, retract into my body. It's SO cool. So then I can, like, go swimming with my shirt off and no one will wonder why the crap I've got feathers all over my back.

Coolioliscious, huh?

So, yep, that's all I've got to report as of right this second...yeah....

FYH, KOF, Fly high, whatever you wish... :D
-Spence

Drawing of Moi

Well, there you have it... I know it's REALLY bad, but I can't help it if I never got drawing lessons. That's sorta what I look like, but not that ugly...my wings looks a lot like that but longer/wider/bigger...and my legs don't look that stupid. Maybe one day I'll get a photo of myself, but...yeah.

Rae:
This is what I could do for now, so just be patient and I'll get some pics.

So anyway...sorry for the lines and whatever...I couldn't find any printer paper so I ripped a sheet out of Shawn's notebook and used that. It's pretty dumb looking if I do say so myself.

FLY YOUR HIGHEST!
-Mudd/Spencer/Dude in da drawing

A picture of Turtle

Can you believe that Shawn - an 11 year old farm boy - has a digital camera?! Lucky duck!!

Well, that there is a picture of the one and only TURTLE!! She's in a farm kinda by Shawn's, up the street, with the twins... Matt (my real brother, my twin) is in yet another farm that's, like, RIGHT next to the one I'm at with Shawn.

What can I say? Shawn's parents could only take one more kid, so we sort of spread out... the people were SO nice!!

Anyway, that's pretty much it, just wanted to show you that.

Fly High!
-Spence/Mudd

Shawn Kaile + My Location

Shawn Kaile is my new little brother! Yay!

Okay, so he's not REALLY my little brother, but he looks a lot like me, and he acts like me (?) and he's AWESOME!!!

He lives on this really awesome farm in Georgetown, Colorado, which is by where I've been staying lately, and he's the coolest 11-year-old kid EVER. Excuse me, 11-year-old BOY, since Emily's pretty dang cool.

S0, that's pretty much it for an update...again, sorry about the serious lack of postage, but my general rule is 5-10 comments before I post again, to give people time to read the first one before I put another one up here.

So, whatever to that, and I'll start posting every other day or so again...and...yeah!

Fly High!
-Spencer/Mudd

SORRY!!

Woah...I've been slacking off a LOT, and I am SO sorry. Just had to say that... the post numbers are VERY scarce.

ANYWAY.

I'm in a random mood, so be prepared for really weird and random and rambling things...

So, I've only got a couple "Peepz" over on the sidebar...more would be majorly cool! Then you could be, like, emailed when I post stuff! Awesome, right? So...yeah! xD

Also, I've been having psychic dreams and been going to the "Dreamfield", a place where I can shape-shift and all sorts of weird things...I know, it sounds stupid and childish, but it's not...and it wouldn't sound that way if there were words to describe it.

But there aren't, and I've got to jet, so

FLY YOUR HIGHEST!
-Mudd

MaJoR nEwS!!!

Okay, people, I've got even MORE major news! Yay!

So, for one thing, I found out who my parents are. Wow!, right? Well, guess what else? I KNOW them! Or at least I know my dad...and it's a super long story about how they exactly became to be my dad, since he's 14 right now. Yeah.

His name is Joey - go to the Resistance for a while, you'll figure out who he is - JOEY! For those of you that know him, I can see you now thinking "What the crap...?!" But it's true, Joey is my dad, and there's this whole, weird, world that I knew about but never knew what it was...trust me, I'll explain it all when I even UNDERSTAND it all myself. Which will be soon, I hope.

Anyway, there's this whole future thing mixed in, and I've got a twin brother named Matthew. My real name is Spencer, for those of you wondering why the heck I was commenting as "Mudd/Spencer". So...that's pretty much it, for now. I hope I figure out more soon!

Fly High, people!
-Mudd

OMG YOU GUYS!!!

OMG YOU GUYS!!!

I just found out today that I can read auras...and I got a hawk's neck stuff that makes them, like, able to hold their neck totally still while they're flying...which is majorly cool!

Look, so sorry for not posting for a really long time, but what with all the stuff going on (fill you all in later :)) and whatever...there was, like, no blog time. I witnessed something weird, years ago, and it's all sort of coming back to haunt me now. But anyway, we're still chilling out at Emily's, and generally having a fine time....so yeah!

Sorry for the short post today, guys, but I've got to jet!

Fly High,
-Mudd

So... We're Out!

Read the title. Then you'll find out that we're free! Yay! It turns out that there's a secret one-way passageway in the storeroom where all the food it...unfortunately, that one way is in. But fortunately, Hayli knew about it, and the Flock got inside and helped me whoop some Flyboy butt and get outta there! Yay!

It also turns out that Joey (the Resistance will know) is acquainted with Hayli, and he sent her to rescue me and the Flock..which is really super awesome coolioness! Anyway, Hayli has taken him to...like, the Pyramids or something, for some reason, and...yeah. If you got any information out of that sentance, please tell me.

Also, EMAIL ME PEOPLE! I KNOW more people than just Pyro and MR#1Fan have email addresses! USE EM PEOPLE! Please use the email addresses that the internet so kindly gave you and send some random messages to avian.mudd@yahoo.com.

I'm working on a novel now...check it out right here!

So... yeah. I'm back at Emily's house for a few weeks...and she wants to say hi. So here she is:

Hey everybody!
This is Emily, Mudd's 11 year old friend whose house he's staying at... and I'd just like to say thanks for all your support! YAY FOR MUDD, right? :)
Yours,
Emily

Well, I've got to jet...
Fly High!
-Mudd

NOW I'm Optimistic!

So, people. Still trapped in the Place, but a serious miracle just happened, and now I know I'm going to whip some Flyboy butt and get outta here!
I have some major news.

I was just sitting at my computer, typing away on some random chat sight, "RPing" about my situation, with this other person as my flock, so I could see what another person would do in the situation and guess what? The flock just fell through the ceiling, so now I have a backup team. And guess what else?
Sting was with them.

I asked Turtle how that happened, and she said that Hayli (the girl from the GR that found me?) wasn't captured, and she found and rescued Sting, and brought him to my flock!

Hayli, if you are still out there, I owe my life to you. And Sting's. THANK YOU!!!!!!!

Well, we're going to kick some Flyboy butt in T-minus 3 hours, which is 11am where I am. So if you aren't here by then, Max, then I'll - /we'll/ - do our best. And if you are, then you can help us short-circuit some Flyboys.

Wish me luck, and
Fly High!
-Mudd

Trapped in Heaven

Itex is apparently tracking me through the blog...and it wants us to surrender. Me and the Flock. Flyboys have apparently found their way to this underground hiding spot and are holding all the people captive. So now this save haven doesn't seem so safe, and I'm trapped here.

I was right, Itex has Sting, and I'm afraid that I'm gonna join him soon. Watch you're backs, because I think you're all being traced through the blog. Don't leave, though. It's already in you. But I'm going to try to get it out.

This representative guy says I'm already captured, and that I should just stay here and not fight. For now, I'm not going to fight. Turtle and Ray have made it to safety by now, so I'm the only one in trouble.

Cross your fingers for me, but I'm not sure that I'll make it through this one.
PASS ON THE LEGACY FOR ME!

Fly High(er than me)
-Mudd

...when out of nowhere comes this other bird kid...

Guys-
Ok, so I'm circling this giant marshmallow in Bloomington, Minnesota, and wondering what it is when out of nowhere - BOOM! - comes this other bird kid. Not Sting, no. But this random dude. And a girl. The guy just kind of blushes and waves, but the girl goes into this monotonous speech. Like, droning on and on. So here's what she says:

"Greetings, fellow avian-human. I hope you are well. My name is Hayli, and my colleague's name is Aadien. We are patrols of the Great Rebellion, quadrant 5, division 7. Are you a runaway of any one of the Schools or Institutes? We would like to assist."

I did what most of you guys would probably do. I stared at her. I just hovered there and stared. Because here I am, flying around, and all of a sudden there's two freaking avian-humans right there! Then this Aadien kid reaches out and grabs my arm. And I just give my wings a little flap to keep aloft and stare, while they steer me to this place.

This amazing, secret, place that I can't say anything about to you besides the fact that it's a place, and I'm here. It's not even in Minnesota, but it's so cool. Sting isn't here, which is what I thought of when I came first, but it's great. Turtle and Ray are being memory-tested right now to make sure they aren't impostors or anything.

Which is strangely fine with me. Usually I'd be spazzing about it, insisting they let my family in, but I'm not. I'm just here at the computer, listening to Hayli talk to me... well, not really listening but hearing her anyway.

But don't worry, because I know they're on my side. There was a group of canine-humans that left right after I came. They were really hurt before and now they're really strong. They're half-coyote, I think, but they escaped the "kill-kill-kill" nerves that come with the DNA. So they're good people.

Anyway... I can't tell you anything else.

Fly High!
-Mudd
P.S: C'mon people! Send some emails! xD

School!

Oh my god!

I found another School, here in Minnesota, and in there was a whole ton of animal-kids. It was sooo sad. There was a snow leopard girl, and a bangle tiger, and so many other kids. It was sad.

Well, another short post, but we're busy here, and I like it!

Fly High!
-Mudd

Here in Bloomington

Hi there!
This, obviously, is Mudd... and I'm here in Bloomington. It took a really long time to get here though because there was this huge storm and a bunch of birds, like, plagued us and it was all very complicated.

So... yeah.
Just wanted to keep you updated about that.
Fly High!
-Mudd

Off To Minnesota!

Well, I'm off to Minnesota, to look for Sting! I hope we find him there, because Ray's close to death. But I have this feeling... anyway, Emily lives in Minnesota, so we'll be staying with her.

She might write... so if you guys have any questions, ask them and I'll ask her. Remember, though, she's a human. No wings. Got it? Good.

So, this is a really short message today... but I'll get back to you soon!!!!!

Fly High!
-Mudd

So, I think...

So, I think we'll probably be going to Colorado next, after we find Sting. I voted for "Other", mostly because I didn't think that would get very many votes, and because I felt like voting. xD So, anyone that voted for "Other", please reply to this post and tell me what state you were thinking of, and I'll make another poll on Saturday with those states.

And wow! Look at all these people! I would put you all in the NEWS but I'm pretty sure it would fill the entire blog if I did... Anyway, if you guys have friends that are Max Ride addicts, please introduce them to my Flock. I'm sure they'd love it!

And this is just a random fact. If you read the 4th book, at the end when they were opening the school for mutants and non-mutants, we were there. Just not named. Although I do think that they made some mention of a group of winged mutants besides Max's Flock there... but I don't know.

Well, sorry you guys for cutting out on you, but I've got to fly... Kane's been showing me how to hack into this School by where we are, and we think that's where Sting is. We're going to try to do it today. If I don't come out, Kane's in charge. If neither of us do, Turtle is. Who we aren't letting come.

Fly High!
-Mudd
P.S: You guys can use KOF and Keep on Flying, but please, I'd like this one to myself :) I'll just use it once and a while (aka: when I remember to) but I'd like it to stay personal, please. xD
KOF!!
-Mudd

Hi!!! This is Turtle!!

HI!!! THIS IS TURTLE, AND I'M REALLY BORED SO I TOOK MUDD'S LAPTOP SO I CAN WRITE ON HERE! I'M USING THIS THINGIE CALLED SPELL-CHECK AND IT'S REALLY COOL! SO NOW YOU GUYS CAN READ MY THING!!!
Ok, so now Mudd told me to make it smaller. Is this good?
Oh wait this is better.

So we went to see the Statue of Liberty. That was really fun. And now we're in a hotel room "laying low" even though we're not really laying except for Ray who is sad because Sting isn't here. It's really lonely with only 2 other people in the room, which there is. Because Sting isn't here. So yeah...

I hope you guys are having a better day than us, because our day hasn't been so great except for the ice cream and the statue and being in a bed and inside... ok, so maybe our day hasn't been so bad. So now I have to go because Mudd got an email from Nudge and he wants to send one back... no wait it wasn't Nudge it was Max but I don't think it matters. So yeah.

KOF PEOPLEZ!
-TuRtLe

A Picture of Total

Hey everybody! Time to clear up some confusion...

Here's a pic of Total for you people.

See, the reason I'm posting this is that a lot of people are under the impression that the dog that Fang (or Max, or whoever) posted on their blog is Total. It's NOT!

Total is a Cairn Terrier. Looks like that. Got it? Good.

So, yeah. This is actually Total, sitting on some person's lawn... Max emailed it to me when I asked for a pic. He was going for the "Far-away" look, but it looks to me (and don't tell him this) like he's just another dog in a picture who wouldn't look at the camera. Ha! What a joke, huh?

Well, I've got to fly... the kids want to check out the Statue of Liberty today.

Keep on Flying, people! (And avian recombant lifeforms)

-Mudd

New York City/State

Mudd's Got Mail!

Mudd-
Fang here. Hoping you find Sting soon. I'm pretty worried, but I'm sure he's ok... well, as ok as he can be at the School. But Ig and Gazzy, and me can come over there to help whenever you need us to help, ok?

Can't stay much longer, so I'll jet now...

-Fang

The Search for Sting continues...

Hey, all!
Mudd again. Duh. So, Angelbird has been having issues with her laptop, so "Mxqq" will double as both her AND Mx. Hope that's ok with everyone.

So, I met this dude in NYC. His name is Alex, but for reasons far beyond me, he goes by Kane. He is taking the test to be an official part of Muturast. Which is our name. (See the next paragraph.) He's going to be visiting this blog sometimes, so don't be confused if "Kane" posts. Or "Alex". Anyway.

HOW TO FIGURE OUT HOW WE GOT OUR NAME

K, so here are the members of my little Flock.

Mudd, Turtle, Ray, Sting

Take the first 2 letters of every name.
Mu, Tu, Ra, St

Put em together, and get...
Muturast!

Also, as you may have noticed, "Mut" comes from "Mutant" and "Urast" sounds like "Arrest". So we jokingly call ourselves the Mutant Arrest. Any questions? None? Good.

I'll get back with tons more on the Search for Sting (SFS) and other happenings in my strange life soon, so you guys just

Keep on Flying!!!
-Mudd

Searching for Sting... Still.

Hey guys.

Well, I'm back from my little excursion to look for Sting, and no luck. Which majorly stinks. But then I met Mx, who is helping me n the flock be united. So... yeah. I really don't have much to talk about, other than we're in New York, by Ellis Island... because Turtle just HAD to go there. It's a museum now, y'know. Yeah.

Oh. and by the way, has anyone read Daniel X? I read it like a week before the blog notice was posted, so I am SO on top of it. Oh yeah.

It's about this dude who "has the power to create". It's AWESOME. Then again, all the books that are written by Jim-Patt are great.

Well, gotta jet. We've been working 24/7 these past weeks, and are heading over to Itex soon.

Wish us luck, and Keep on Flying!
-Mudd
NY

Searching for Sting...

We're going to leave on Sunday, for about a week-long search for Sting. We're bringing the computer, but I doubt that I'll have to get on at all. Turtle definitely won't.
Obviously, no luck so far on finding Sting... but we're going to keep looking, in case we can locate any Schools in the area, so we can cancel the outing. It's a slim chance, but we might be able to do it.
Well, I've got to fly now...
KOF!
-Mudd
P.S: Check out www.maximumride.blogspot.com... Fang and Max have posted!

Ray Has Something To Say! (Turtle, too!)

Dear People,
Mudd is helping me write today! So now you guys can read it. Sting is still gone. I went looking for him today, earlier. Mudd got sleepy and went to bed on the cave ground.
When I got back from looking for Sting, he woke up and was all confused. It was really funny. But I couldn't laugh because it feels like it isn't fair to Sting. He's probably really scared, even more than us. He doesn't have anything to laugh about, so when I want to laugh, it feels like it's not fair.
So if you guys see Sting somewhere, or if you people find a School somewhere or something, he could be there so tell me ok? We are gonna go stay with Max's flock now because they are by here and they are gonna help us find Sting so yeah.
PLEASE HELP US FIND STING!
Bye,
Turtle
P.S: Oh now Ray wants to say something but Mudd is gonna write it for him.

Dear everybody reading this,
My name is Ray. I am Sting's twin brother and I really, really miss him. I want him to come back soon so the Flock can be not worried or sad or scared. Because they are. I cry a lot and think about what THEY are doing to Sting...
Which makes me even more scared. For him and for us. Please help.
From Ray

Hi!! This is Turtle!

Dear people at the blog,
This is Turtle! Hi! I am sevin so I get a acount on here. It's fun to rite on the cumputr. Sting got takin by the pepel hoo ataked us, so we ar luking for him. He wil come back sune, Mudd seys. I hope he duse.
By, Turtle
P.S: Mudd will help me rite laytr. I'm not gud at it.

Sting Is Gone...

... like, we seriously can't find him. See, we kinda got captured by some branch of Itex. Obviously. I'm free, since I'm talking to you right now. Yeah. So me, Turtle, and Ray, kicked some guard butt out there, and escaped... but Sting got like moved to a different room, because they were testing him (ya know, making him find his little radar way through the mazes, and all that crap) and we were in our little prison beds, storing up our energy.

So we got out, and Sting got caught and moved to a different prison room (maybe even a different building) and we can't find him, like, anywhere. So if you guys could help... majorly awesome!

Right now we are in good old California, chilling with Max's flock (as in Fang, Iggy, etc.) trying to recouperate from our (TEMPORARY) loss of Sting, and I'm trying to make Turtle an account on here so she can post... but so far no luck. Ah, well.

So anyway... keep on commenting, people!

KOF!!!!!!
-Mudd
With Max, in CA

The Laptop Dilemma

Hey, everyone! Sorry I haven't been on for the past two days...
You probably want an explanation, don't you? Well, have a seat. This is a long story.
I'll tell it in a 3rd person narrative way, ok? So here we go. . .

Mudd and his Flock were flying over the Rockies, looking for a cave fit to land in. They had just found one, and swooped in, when they all collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion.
"Whoa!" gasped Sting, the most tirable of the group. "I can't even move my wings, man!" He elapsed into a fit of coughing, before sinking to his knees.
Turtle nodded. "Hey, Mudd. Let's see if you have... anything on your blog. That should get us... energized again. Right?"
Mudd nodded. "That sounds good. I'll get online right now." He opened his laptop, a fairly new Apple iBook, and pressed the POWER button. The screen flickered to life, coming on as a soft blue hue, with a silver apple in the middle, but with no bite. All as usual. But then it wheezed, and shut down again.
Ray came stumbling over. "What's wrong? I thought you were gonna turn it on, right? I mean, like, that's pretty... off looking, to me dude."
Mudd looked at the dirt-streaked, hopeful faces of his flock. He sighed, and muttered, "I guess I bumped it on the cave floor when we landed or something."
"What was that, Mudd?" Turtle asked. She had heard what he said, but had to make sure she wasn't hearing things. Mudd didn't make mistakes!
Mudd cleared his throat. "It musta gotten scratched up or something, and the memory got crushed. We can... er, 'get' a new computer when we get to Denver. Ok? It won't take even a day more."
Sting sat up, and breathed, "But... we're all tired. Won't we have to rest? I mean, I sure couldn't fly yet!"
Mudd agreed to a short rest, and the flock slept for 2 hours. Then they flew towards the city of Denver.

Ok so right here, I just have to say that I really had no clue what had happened to the computer. And still don't.
I'm gonna skip a bit here, and get onto when we actually GOT to Denver, over a day later.

As they walked down the streets of Denver, the flock saw a small Apple shop. They went inside and found an Air. "Whoa!!! Lookit this!" Shouted Ray at the top of his lungs, so that everyone in the store stared at him.
Mudd looked at the people. "What? Don't YOU think this computer is pretty cool? Besides, he's only 6."
Sting was looking at the desktops, while Turtle was examining the more practical laptops, like the iBook that they used to have. When a store clerk walked up to Mudd (who was standing in the doorway, looking around uncertainly) and asked him what he was looking for, he shrugged. "A small laptop that I could take with me on flights," he said, then looked shocked. Darn it. I said 'flights' I was planning on, like, 'long trips' or something... oh no.
But the clerk looked unruffled. "Yes, sir. Right this way." He walked over to the Airs, and gave a looooong speech on them. Mudd eventually tuned out, but he was saying something about how sleek and portable it was. YAWN!!!!!!
When he was FiNaLlY done, Mudd interjected, "How much is it?" He had a little gold nugget that he had found in the floor of a cave, but he wasn't sure what it was worth.
The clerk showed Mudd the price tag, thinking that this little kid couldn't possibly afford it, and where could his parents be, while Mudd held up the nugget. "Is this enough to buy it?" he asked, and the clerk looked amazed.
"Is that... is that REAL?!" he asked incredulously, and Mudd nodded. The clerk gave Mudd a few computer cases, 6 computers, and 4 iPhones, which Mudd handed out among the kids.

And now I'm in a book shop (called the Tattered Cover) in Denver, typing this on my new laptop.

Keep on Flyin!
-Mudd
Denver, Colorado

Mudd's Got Mail!

Mudd-
Well, here I am again. Didn't mail you at the park place because I was busy keeping Nudge away from the computer to log onto here then. But here I am now, and I'm uber annoyed at you, man. DON'T PUT YOUR FREAKING EMAIL ON AUTO!!! It's not smart dude. NoT sMaRt!!!!

Oh well, I can't really stop you, can I? I see that you "accidentally" left it on auto yesterday... yeah right. As if anyone on Earth and beyond would believe that, especially me. You are crazed if ya think that, I'll tell you. Well, you only have 1 hit, but I suppose that's better than nothing, right? Oh, yeah, we have more than 1 million hits. I forgot to mention that, huh?

Well, I've got to fly... we're headed to the New York area, since we're touching states, and Nudge's been whining about wanting to fly around Lady Liberty for ages. Oh wait here's Max...

Hi, Mudd. I've got to say one thing... as IF! We are absolutely NOT flying around the Statue of Liberty. There are way too many people there, and it's just plain dangerous.
Ok, better go.
Yours,
Max

I'm not worried. If I know Angel and Nudge, they'll introduce Max to a cool store and keep her shopping while they fly... I'm not concerned, because the whole world knows about us by now anyway.

Well, I won't be writing for a few, so eau revoire for now, mate.

Fly on!
-Fang

Flock Members

Members of the Flock
Hey, everyone! Some people have been asking me about the members of my Flock, so here's a short little post with some info on my group! (FYI, the ages are halfway between avian and human ages.)

STING- Ray's twin brother Sting, age 5, is about 3 feet 6, and weighs 27 pounds, the same weight as my friend Emily's cat. No, wait. Correction. Less. He has black hair and super-pale skin, with these bright green eyes. Avian age: 4 Human age: 6.5

RAY- Sting's twin, Ray, age 5, is (again) about 3 feet 6, and weighs 27 pounds, less than Emily's cat, who weighs 32 pounds. He has (once again) black hair and less pale yet still extremely pale skin, and has piercing green eyes. He and his brother can read each other's mind, but no one else's. Avian age: 4 Human age: 6.5

TURTLE- Turtle, age 7, the oldest and latest edition to my Flock, is calm and collected at the worst of times. She acts way older than her age, but yet not really that much older. She is about 4 feet tall and weighs 42 pounds at the most. She looks a LOT like me, with tawny hair and tan skin. She does, however, have a fixed eye color at dark brown. Her "power" is cuteness, because she is extremely adorable in that way that little kids can be. Avian age: 6 Human age: 7.5

EMILY- Okay, so Emily isn't really part of the Flock, but we stayed at her house in Minnesota once, so I consider her my friend. She's 11 years old in human years, and has long brown hair and blue eyes. She is super trustworthy, and never blabs about us when we're in the area. She has a big cat (see RAY) named Lucky, who is all black and really, really friendly. Turtle loves her and her dolls to heck and back.

Keep on Flyin!
-Mudd
Somewhere in the USA

Mudd's Got Mail!

Yo Mudd,
Fang here... and I hope like heck you don't have your email on automatic post. That's super annoying, ok? So anyway me and the Flock are in Philidellphia right now. I hope I spelled that right because I'm positive I didn't... oh well I have bad spelling skills anyway.

Well, if you DO have it on automatic...

HI EVERYONE!!! This is Fang. Giving away where we are to you, because Mudd might want to know. But I can't help it if he's forgetful. Whatever.

So I see that Max nicked my computer earlier, which is ok. I just wish she'd ask me, and I'd let her use it all she wanted. But nooo. She just had to be herself and snatch it... ah well.

I've got to go. We're going to a park reserve somewhere in Philly... so I'll probably mail you again when we get there. Oh no here comes Nudge trying to use the Widget Mirror... man is she obsessed with that thing!

Fly on!
-Fang
Pennselvania (spelled that wrong too, didn't I?)

Latest News From Max!

So Max has finally touched into the home base (me) and I've got some info on the Flock's location and moods and whatever. Don't be disappointed, she doesn't usually write the longest letters because she has to nick Fang's laptop. They're the longest when Fang writes.
So. Anyway. Here's her email... enjoy!

Mudd-

Flock n I are still here in the US. Fang's been a bit snippy... heard him the other night saying to Ig "How could she like this dude?" ... "A white suit. A white suit!" and "...that doesn't suck."
No clue what the heck he means. White coats in the area? That I like?!

Yours,


Max

Well, it isn't much, but I guess it's something, right? They're in the USA like me, and Fang is irritable. Probably about that video he posted on his blog earlier... what he said are like exact quotes of his message.
So anyway, gotta go!

Keep on Flyin!
-Mudd
Somewhere in the USA

P.S: I haven't responded yet; I need some ideas for what to say. Anyone got some? I'll include your questions if you want, of course. They always have time for questions if they're from me.

Anyone got a place? Please?

Hey there, all!
We're on the move again... still lookin for a place in Colorado or Minnesota (or somewhere in that area). Anyone near there, tell me asap, before we sleep in the trees or something. We're pretty much just cruisin' around the good ol' US of A right now... but some rest would really help!

Oh yeah... happy (day-after-the) 4th of July, by the way! Couldn't hop on the laptop yesterday... Ray and Turtle (Turtle's 7, a girl in my Flock) teamed up on me to go to this festival thing in Arizona, which we just happened to be flying over. Come on, they're persistent!

So anyway, there haven't been any Flyboy sightings or anything... and the only exciting thing that's happened lately was this little kid babbling about "Beeg boo-dees" to his mom (musta seen us land). The mother figured he'd seen a vulture or something, I guess, because she ignored him.

Get back to ya later!
-Mudd
Somewhere in the USA

Chillin' in California

California
Okay, so we're in California right now, and it's like 100 degrees. We're at the beach... somewhere in San Diego I think, and there are tons of people. I feel pretty claustrophobic, but I guess I'll live. Anyway, we're thinking about going somewhere colder, like Colorado or Minnesota or something. Anyone live somewhere like that? Me and my little Flock would love somewhere to crash.

And if anyone is wondering about the Chinatown thing, it wasn't our fault. See, I was flying around with Ray (who is 5, and part of my flock) and he saw this candy stand, and started flying like heck toward it, and, well... one thing led to another.

So everybody who got effected, sorry. I'm sure that everything will clean up somehow. And, to the candy guy: Sorry, but uh... don't be waving around your chocolate when a half-starved 5-year-old bird kid is around. They WILL try to get it.

Okay I have to go now but I'll try to post again today...

Keep on Flyin'!
-Mudd
In California

Welcome!

Welcome to The Flock!
I know this isn't the real Flock, but I am part of that too. My name is Mudd, and I'm 9 years old in Avian years. I look a lot like Max, actually... not the same hair (hers is blond, mine is tawny), but the same eyes, and the same skin tone. That sort of thing. But I'm not related to her at all, other that the bird blood in me.

In plain human years, I'm 12. But I - and the rest of the Flock - have this system of aging that's WAY different from the humans' aging. The avian stuff kind of messed up our hormones, so we get older more slowly. Max had her first growth spurt at age 5, but that was the only one so far.

Anyway, I'll keep ya up to date on all that Flock stuff you wanna know, with more in there too, about the little Flock of my own.

Keep on Flyin!
-Mudd
Somewhere in the West