Mood:  mischievious

*Holds up a sketch of his work to the camera*

Shawn:
This, mother f*****s, is what I'm going to be drawing for my final art festival.

*Lowers the sketch*

Shawn:
Pretty wicked, huh? I got the idea from Piscasso, here.

*Holds up an art book with the picture of Guernica in view*

Shawn:
Impressive, yeah? Always loved this painting. I always wanted to imitate it. So, now...

*Lowers the book*

 Shawn:
I am going to start right now!

*He salutes the camera and turns to the huge sheet of  blank paper spread out all over the floor. He gets right to work with the black paint, black ink, pencils, pens, scissors, and his craving knife*

*Two Hours Later*

*Shawn looks up, panting*

 Shawn:
As you can see, this will take me a while.

*Turns the camera down to a black and white partly-finished painting*

*Turns the camera back to himself and grins*

Shawn:
Stick around for the end product, suckers!

WRAP 

Mood:  silly

*Amaria lies in her crib looking at the camera*

Shawn:
*In a girly baby voice* Hi there. My name is Amaria Muarry. I was born two weeks ago. I'm on daddy's vid diary.

*Baby looks on with blank, big eyes*

Shawn:
Hi, monkey. Hi little monkey. Who's a little monkey? Who's a little monkey? You are. Such a cute little monkey. Yes you are. Oh, yes you are! Yes you are. Yes you are. You're my little monkey. Yes you are. Yes you are.

*Reaches down and plays with the baby's cheek*

*Baby kicks her little foot to the left of the crib*

Nicole:
Shawn, are you harrassing the baby again?

*Camera turns to Nicole standing in the doorway, frowning at him*

Shawn:
What? Can't a man bond with his daughter?

*Nicole rolls her eyes and walks away*

*Cameras turns back Amaria*

Shawn:
I'll see you later, Baby Monkey.

*Blows a kiss*

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Mood:  happy

Okinawa.

*Shawn sits up against the wall kicthen wall with a guitar and smoking a blunt*

Shawn:
Hey Nicole. How are you and the baby? Okinawa is sweet! It's so hot that it can melt the metal on my pants. The clubs are wicked. The birds are fit. Just not as fit as you.

*Takes another puff of his blunt*

Shawn:
God, how many months has it been? Six? Seven? It feels like forever for me. I can't imagine how it feels for you.

*Chuckles*

*Shawn takes another puff of his blunt*

Shawn:
Can't say when I'm coming home yet. I have... oh, how do I put this? A little hang-up. It's nothing huge. Just a little bump. Once it gets smoothed over, we'll just have to see.

*There is a knock on his door*

*Shawn looks up*

Shawn:
Oh, I have some mates here.

*Turns back to the camera*

Shawn:
Got to go babes. Take care of that baby for me until I come back.

*Turns off the camera*

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Mood:  chillin'

*Shawn is leaned up against his kitchen wall, smoking another blunt*

Shawn:
Hey Nicole, how's it been in Tokyo? Life's good in Okinawa. I just had to get away from there. Between mum, the art club, and Cherry, I thought I was going to hang myself. But don't worry, I left a you a little something to remember me by. Too bad it'll arrive in the next nine months.

*Takes another puff*

Shawn:
Anyway, heard that Casper and Emma are gone. Best of luck to them. Shuich, how's your author boytoy? Hope it's all good. Simon getting better? The sooner, the better for us all. Hope everyone else is good. Don't know when I'll get back or if I will. 'Til then, peace!

*Takes another puff and shuts off camera*

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Mood:  lazy

*Shawn sits on his bed, smoking a blunt*

Shawn:
She's not like her. Nicole is more of the type of girl I fancy. Fit, loud, rebellous, and smart. Cherry...

*Takes another puff*

Shawn:
I don't know about Cherry, mate. I don't know what I saw in her in the first place. Shite, I like her better when she is pissed and stoned. You know? Then, she's not such a bitch.

*Looks up at the ceiling*

Shawn:
Still, I can't leave Cherry. Why? I'll tell you lot exactly why! Her father owns the art gallery that my art hangs in. Yeah, I said that right. She and her family own my ass at the moment. If I dump Cherry, my art goes buh-bye out of the exhibit. So, yeah.

*Lies on his bed and takes about puff of the blunt*

Shawn:
So, what to do? Well, I have that fit Nicole Murray to save me. But, there is a problem now. She's going to Italy soon. Yep, I'm going to be stuck with Cherry for a whole year. I don't want that. So, I have to come up with a way to keep Nicole in Japan. Sure, I do want her to live out her dreams. I just want to keep her here a little bit longer.

*Sits up on his bed*

Shawn:
What?!? If you had to hang around Cherry, you would be trying to do the same thing! So, sue me!

*Puts out his blunt against his chains*

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Mood:  cheeky

Hey suckers! This is Shawn Harrison and here is my vid journal!

Dr. Taka:
What'cha got there, Shawn?

Shawn:
My sketchbook. My art teacher want to enter me into more contests.

Dr. Taka:
What do you have to pick out?

Shawn:
A ton of shite!

*He pulls out his pictures*

Shawn:
Behold!

*Pictures all consist of demons, Hell, monsters, Satan, and all things related to heavy metal*

Shawn:
Pretty impressive, huh?

Dr. Taka:
Don't you have something a little... nicer?

*Shawn grins*

Shawn:
Right here!

*He shows erotic and girly pictures of Nicole*

Dr. Taka:
Wow!

Shawn:
Yeah! I love Nicole that much.

Dr. Taka:
What about Cherry?

*Shawn shrugs*

Shawn:
What about her?

Dr. Taka:
Don't you have any nice-looking pictures of her?

*Shawn rolls his eyes*

Shawn:
Bah! *Pause* Okay, there's *one* of her I drew two years ago after we lost our virginities to each other.

Dr. Taka:
Well let me see it!

*Shawn sighs annoyed*

Shawn:
Fine!

*Shawn looks through his sketchbook and pulls out the picture of Cherry at fourteen*

Dr. Taka:
Wow! That is so beautiful!

Shawn:
*Flatly* Yeah...

Dr. Taka:
You should enter that with a picture of Nicole!

Shawn:
*Looks unconvinced* Right...

Dr. Taka:
No really! I think you should!

*Pause*

Shawn:
*Sighs and rolls his eyes* Fine! I'll do it!

Dr. Taka:
Very good. You won't regret this!

Shawn:
Right...

*Shawn rolls his eyes and packs up his art*

WRAP