"Cracker has made a mess of America. Cracker don't care about minorities. That will change around 2050. Cracker will now feel what it is like to be a minority and passed over for everthing from promotions to property. White bread, Wonder bread, Cracker need not apply. If there is no slave reperations, then putting Cracker in the minority will help soothe the anguish of the minorities in this country now. Not totally because Cracker still owes slave descendents billions, and Cracker has to leave the Mexicans alone as well. Enough of Cracker being the ruling race. Cracker has messed things up bad enough."

I couldn't have said it better myself.

Me: I decided to do this since I saw onw of these in Sony-Mae's journal today. I'm interviewing Jackson, a TMNT OC I just sorta created recently. Obviously, he wears the same gear as the others. While the others wear brighter colors, he prefers black. It's the Ninja way, man.

Jackson: I have a lot of weapons, too. I've got an Ono, which is an axe, Shuriken of many types, a Kanabo for smashing robots (which is really heavy, BTW!) and a Tanto, which is basically a knife. Anyway, can we get on with this thing, man?

Me: Sure thing.

1. Hi! What's your name and your nickname?
Jackson: I'm Jackson, named after Jackson Pollock, that guy who splattered paint on canvas and called it art. Some people call me Jackie, Jacko, or simply Jack.


2. Interesting....What is your current age?
Jackson: About 17 or 18.



3. Okay, what is your favorite food?
Jackson: Pizza with Chocolate and Candy Hearts


4. What is your favorite drink?
Jackson: Diet Coca-Cola.


5. Do you have a crush/lover?
Jackson: Karai... What, you seriously thought I was gonna say April O'Neil? She's alright, though...


6. Aww! Have you two ever kissed?
Jackson: No, actually. Maybe one day...



7. Classic question, what is your favorite color?
Jackson: I like every color.



8. What is your favorite author?
Jackson: Does Shotarou Ishinomori count?


9. What is your biggest fear?
Jackson: Furbus from Saban's Masked Rider, Barney the Dinosaur, Leatherhead, and Mutagen Man...

10. *starts to snicker* Sorry, I won't laugh *starts laughing*
Jackson: Oh, come on! Nothing's funny about a mentally challenged Tyrannosaurus rex that doesn't even eat people! Then again, nothing's too funny about Furbus, either... *shudders*



11. Who is your hero?
Jackson: Master Splinter, because he's always so calm in the face of danger. Of course, the other Ninja Turtles as well.

12. Who is your worst enemy?
Jackson: Other than Furbus? Shredder, obviously.


13. What would you do if you saw your hero with your arch-enemy?
Jackson: If they were fighting Shredder, I'd probably join in.




14. Next question, what would you do if you met your creator?
Jackson:I'd probably ask him why I have so many weapons.

Me: Hey man, when you're a ninja, it helps to have different weapons for different situations.

Jackson: Why the Kanabo, though? It's SO HEAVY!

Me: Good for smashing robots.

Jackson: Good point.



15. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Jackson: I'm already what I always wanted to be. I'm a hero!



16. What is your worst nightmare?
Jackson: Furbus and Shredder taking over the world. That, and Karai falling for Leo-sama... Of course, being buried alive would be scary, too.


17. What is your life long dream?
Jackson: Being a hero.

18. What'll happen if your life-long dream came true?
Jackson: It already has, my friend.



19. What your favorite place to relax?
Jackson: The sewers, and April's apartment.



20. What is your favorite past time?
Jackson: Kicking back with my buds and wolfing down pizza, fighting crime, and obviously, KICKING SOME SERIOUS SHELL! Oh, SHELL YEAH!

Me: Okay, Jack, I've got a bonus question. Who's your favorite singer?

Jackson: I have a lot of favorite singers, but my overall favorite is Gackt. He has a lot of good songs, like Vanilla, which is really erotic if you look at the translated lyrics, Secret Garden, and perhaps one of my alltime faves, Journey Through The Decade!

I'm leaving DeviantArt soon. Why, you ask? Because of all the bigots and narrow-minded assholes that pollute this site, not to mention all the spammers, trolls, and bullshitters that constantly piss me off to the point where I end up doing what they want, which is getting pissed off. To all the people on my watch list, as well as the people that have me on their wtach list, I'm really sorry, it was great to know you, but I'm doing this for my own good. May your lives be happy and enjoyable. To my enemies, the spammers, trolls, and bullshitters, I hope you're happy, you fucking assholes, because it looks like you've done your jobs! I hope your lives are filled with shit, misery, and pain, just like your souls! As for everyone else, my leaving probably won't affect you, but just remember that I may have affected you in some way, so keep me in your memory, ok?

Guy: "Can we have sex now?"

Girl: "Can we do what?"

Guy: "You know, can I be your first, finally?"

Girl: "Um.....no."

Guy: "Why?"

Girl: "Because you have a girlfriend, who happens to be my friend......."

Guy: "So, if you don't tell, I won't tell."

Girl: "Besides that, I'm waiting for someone special. Someone that I want to be with for the rest of my life to be my first."

Guy: "I'm not special to you?"

Girl: "You're my friend. That's all."

Guy: looks forward and keeps driving.


5 minutes pass.......

Guy: starts to run his hand up the girl's thigh.

Girl: moves his hand, "Don't touch me.".

Guy: tries to kiss her.

Girl: screams, "Would you stop!"

Guy: continues trying.

Girl: moves to the back seat

Guy: parks on an abandoned street and gets in the backseat with the girl. Starts to kiss her.

Girl: pushes him off and scoots over, "Please, don't do this."

Guy: "Don't do what? I know you want it, I can see it in your eyes." Moves over to her and starts to unbutton her pants.

Girl: pushes him harder and says, "No, don't."

Guy: getting aggravated, punches her and tells her to stop "playing hard to get".

Girl: crying, continues to fight.

Guy: punches her harder, pulls her pants off, and holds her down.

Girl: screams as he penetrates her, "NO, please don't do this to me!"

Guy: puts his hand over her mouth.


An hour passes.........

Guy: pulls back and wipes himself off.

Girl: sits on the corner of the seat, crying.

Guy: looks at her and says, "You better not tell anybody about this. If you're really my friend, you won't tell anybody about this. You know I love you." He reaches out his hand to touch her cheek.

Girl: pulls back, "Just take me home, now."

Guy: says, "Alright." Gets in the front seat and drives her home.


2 months later.........

Girl: "Doctor, what's wrong with me? I haven't had my time of the month in 2 months."

Doctor: looks at her, "You haven't been having your "time" for a reason."

Girl: looks at him and says, "Why?" dreading the answer that she was sure to receive.

Doctor: "You are pregnant."

Girl: faints.


The story gets out that she is pregnant, and people start looking to the Guy. He claims that it isn't his because she was sleeping with every guy in the school(which was a lie). He goes to her and tells her, "I'm telling you, if you lie to people and say that I raped you, I'll kill you."


The Girl is completely devastated. First, he took her virginity and got her pregnant....then he lied about it. So completely depressed......the girl commits suicide by drug overdose.......


Girls, if this story touched you, put this in your journal as "No means no!"

Guys, if this story pisses you off, put in your journal as 'I'll kill any idiot who does this to my girl, or any girl"

Found this on a journal by [link] and I wanted to post it here. Please post this in your journal. Don't Spread Hate

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am a warrior for my country serving proud, but can't be my true self because gays aren't allowed in the military.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson."


This is the boy, Matthew Shepard. On October 7, 1998 Aaron McKinney and Russell Henderson lead him to a remote area east of Laramie where they demonstrated unimaginable acts of hate. Matthew was tied to a split-rail fence where he was beaten and left to die in the cold of the night. Almost 18 hours later he was found by a cyclist who initially mistook him for a scarecrow. Matthew died on October 12 at 12:53 am at a hospital in Fort Collins, Colorado. KILLED BECAUSE HE WAS GAY!!!

---IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS
AS "HOMOPHOBIA."