Heroic Archtype

Heroic archtyepes describe the hero of the story. Being brave and bold, loving and sweet all the way to self loathing and scared. There are many deferent types of heroes, and these archtypes go with them like peanut butter and jelly. Every person is his (or her) own hero, and thus every person has their own archtype. And finding which one suits you is just the begining. Now There are many different types of heroes, defining who they are and what they're fighting for. Because of my buldging bisceps and gigantic, muscular thighs I am the hero as warrior. I'm a near god-like hero, and I happen to be facing physical challenges and external enenmies. No I jest, I jest! I am the Transcendent hero, of course my fatal blows do not come near those of such heros as The Crow, or others like Oedipus Rex, a man who killed the king and married his queen. Only to find out that the king was his father, and the queen his mother, upon finding out he ripped out his eyes and I believe killed himself. No my trivial conquests come no where near to that extreme. Mine normaly end up somthing like, a mistake or joke, perhaps I'm acting too weird, and somehow it ends up starting things and losing friends. But in the end it all proves a lesson. I clearly remember one time my own prcrastination caused me to fail a paper! In the very class! I learned that if I want to pass I have to kick it in to high gear. I'm sure there are many more tiny situation where I have no one to blame but myself, but right now I cannot seem to recall. Huh.

My Foolish Errand

A quest, a journey, an errand and many other words that mean the exact same thing. Everyone's journey is as unique as the actualy hero type it's self. My quest is set in stone, I am to be the fool. Simple as that, well while being the fool I have a quest. Mine is simple and somewhat elegant. Maybe, in a sense it's a tiny bit elegant. Well, not really. My quest is to find the holly grail and slay at least one dragon in my life-time. No I'm kidding again, maybe I should be more serious about this? Oh well, my fool's errand is to become a comic artist. I want to write and draw my own comics, but that's only step one of the plan. I'm going to go to some well known art college and get a masters in comic art, while of course taking other classes like digital coloring, and canvas prints. But I would also like to be a author, I'm writing my own stories and I need to work on editing them. Hopefully one will be published by next year, but those are high hopes. The way to hope ove the obsticles blocking my way to triumph over evil is simple. Finish school, with great englishs classes. (Needed for both of my careers.) Go to art college and talk to publishers for my books, that's right books as in multiple stories. You should be proud I can actually write anything Mrs. Vaughn? I hope you are, I pretty much have my life planned out, and that is my quest and I'm on my foolish errand. And one day maybe Steph Meyer will be my best friend. But that's a big step; who knows?

My Own Obi Wan Kenobi

The mentor; the person who starts the hero up, the teacher. He (or she) teaches his (or her) aprentice everything they know, in hopes that they too will be a great hero. But in Obi Wan Kenobi's case his young padawan turned to the dark side and became Darth Vader. Everyone has a mentor, weither they are aware of it or not is their own doing, and that mentor is there constantly. Even if passed away, see Star Wars people, you will get my jokes then. My own mentor could be my parents, they have taught me everything, and I am greatful for that. But I believe the mentor has to be someone not related to you. Someone who takes you on without request and lets you under their wing. For that I have many mentors, my every day teachers, who teach everything to me, without them I would not know anything. Sure some of them might not get along with me that well, but they still continue to deal with me, and I learn everything I need to know. (You know full well who you are, teachers who dislike my loud behavior.) And just like Obi Wan and Anakin, you set me up for my own choice, weither I follow your teachings or not that is up to me. Hopefully you'll never have to burn my flesh off in a huge volcano. Because that would not be too pleasant for either of us. The gift I have recieved from my mentors is not flunking out of high school. (It is only my first year.) But the gift continues, I have passed every grade so far, and none of them have yet failed me.So I must have very good teachers, for which my parents are greatful for.

The Early Villian

You all know the early villian, the 'Threshold Guardian'. The one who starts out as your 'arch-enemy' and then you guys end up being best friends forever? Yeah, the best example I get is Poke'mon's Gary Oak. You all know him, you might hate him, but I sure don't. Ash's first day and child hood enemy Gary Oak has a car full of Poke'mon and women. Already starting his adventures, but within the tenth season Gary is all like "Oh, Ash I cannot possibly catch the Poke'mon without you!" And Ash says, "Sure Gary I mean we are friends now, and everything." BAM! Friendship, he started out being the harcore villian that Ash was sure to defeat in Poke'mon battles, but he always lost. This gave him his drive to continue. The person who is most like this to me wold be my very own sister. At the very begining of our sisterhood it was a constant struggle for attention. It often lead to fists fights and all out war fare, and if you know my imagine my sister. A full on force of indestructible power and pure anger. But that was way back then, now I can honestly say I wouldn't know what to do without her. She's my favorite person in the world, and I wouldn't trade her in for anything! She's my best friend and like Gary and Ash we no longer have strange drawn out Poke'mon battles. I mean that would be weird.

A Thick Mass

Shadow, the thing the Hero of the story would like to eliminate. The one thing Stopping him from eternal glory, the main villian. Heman's Skeletor, Batman's Joker, King Leonidas and the Spartans had the Persians. The antagonist; the badguy. The main reason the hero is there, and without him there would be no hero, without the antagonist there'd be no reason for the hero. Without 'Bangbabies' there would be no Static Shock. The only real thing that makes the hero the hero, is the badguy. Sure the little guys along the way would get him some credit, but there will be no eternal glory without the downfall of this shadow. That could range from a person, to an animal to an inner conflict within the hero himself. The villian is there to maim and destroy life and the people who enjoy that life. And the protagonist is there to simply defeat him. There is no deeper thinking beyond that fact, otherwise the hero loses and he goes down as a failur. But that spot is usually reserved for the villians. Think Retro cartoon Batman, he and the Joker had multiple incounters, talking, fighting, defeating. Thus went the pattern for every other Batman villian, there was no losing for the B-man. That wasn't an option. And if the hero did lose there was no enternal glory, no girl of his dreams, there was nothing. And believe me no one's got it all, but for the hero he couldn't afford to lose. It starts out that the hero most likely will not know the villian. When He begins his adventures is when he truly meets the shadow. And currently I have not met my villian, I haven't found that looming shadow, that antagonist in my story. Sure I have found lesser evils along the way, but the main villian has yet to announce itself to me, heck it could be a Harvey Dent character. (In the Dark Night.) It starts out as a hero and ends up as a bitter force, focused on crushing the hero of the story. And unfortunatly the hero has to destroy his once friend. But my shadow is still lurking around, and I have no clue what it could be at this point in my story, I mean it is only the begining after all.

The Very Merry Bunch

My friends! Finally a lighter topic! The trickster in the story is the comic relief that the hero needs. Example Batman's Robin, The Green Arrow's Speedy. My group of friends are very close to me and we may get drama thrown at us (a lot) but I love them, and I'll be there for them!
I've been the shoulder they cried on, and I will continue to be, even after high school, when I'm famous. Ahem.

The following Ladies are Maelene, Gabbi and Jasmine!


We are like Robin Hood's band of merry men, ehem women.
I never, ever want to see these girls sad and they brighten my day more than anything. Gabbi I've known for forever, and even if we weren't friends at the time, I'm glad we are now! Maelene is my Wifey/Wifu. Whenever times are hard we go to Vegas and get married all over again! Hahaha, who needs boys when you have a fabulous set of friends?! We all have the same interests and we all look like dorks half of the time, but hey, who cares? Jasmine is the sweetest girl I know, and we've known eachother ofr a while, but now I think we're totally cool with each other. Right? Right Jasmine? Hahah! I bet she thinks I'm so weird but oh well, she thinks that about Gabbi too. (I have other friends who I love, but I've known them longer. I should have like ten pages to talk about all of my friends! Kelsey, Lauren, Luke, Marker, and many more!) I love these girls and we have pacts like, "Hey if you see him coming down the hallway make a bird call so I know he's there and I can run the other way." And somehow we managed to spend one hundred and thirty eight dollars, and forty cents! At TGI Fridays! What? I know, it was tragic, but well worth it. "Hey why was our waitress so slow, I wanted a hot guy! He looks like Roxas, you know if he was real." Hahah! I love them, and Hopefully they took a bunch of pictures of Akon or I'm going to have to punch them! Here's looking at you Gabbi! Of course when compared to these ladies, I'm the sidekick, because they're all amazing! And you know what? I don't mind it one bit.

Characteristic Numero Uno

This part confuses me, and I have asked about it. I think I just talk about my adventures so far, like this is what I have been doing and this is what I'm going to do stuff. The hero meets monsters or monstrous men, and of course I am the hero so my monsters would most likely be myself. I know it's hard to believe, but it's true. I am my greatest weakness, always self consious, always second guessing myself and I'm always guilty. Not to mention I feel like I have to be someone perfect and please everyone else, or I've failed. So basically I'm Atlas, move too far and the world falls, I can't put it down, and while I'm thinking of a way to get away I'm slowly losing all feeling in my back. Soon my back will snap, and I might break my neck and die. It's an all lose situation, and no matter what I'll lose. And whenever something is about me people seem to think it's always about me and I feel worse. More so than I already did, I am my biggest monster, and I am the thing I will have to overcome. But sometimes that just seems so... impossible. I just seem so impossible to me.

Chromaggia

So the hero must go on a journey, learn a lesson, change in some way, and return home. Return home, while learning a lesson, and after going on a journey. The hero of the story has to change right? For better or for worse, he changes. Weither we want him to or not, he becomes a differnet person. He may become bitter over time like Batman or Shilo in Repo! The Genetic Opera. They may continue on defending their people, like Superman or Spiderman. So far my journey away from home hasn't exactly been away. I work with my dad, I'm always home and the only time I've ever had total freedom was the orchestra trip in Colorado. Where I was me one hundred percent. And I loved it. I never wanted to leave Colorado, I wanted to be there with my friends and not go back home. But I did, I don't regret it I love my family, but apart of me wishes I was still there. I learned how to ski so that was a lesson I took away, but I learned another lesson. That friends are just as good as family, if not better. I guess it's because I live with my family and I'm used to them, but while I was there it was just like I was home. It was great, I love all the girls I satyed with, and now we're closer than ever before. And I truely think that friends will be there for me, and understand me when family cannot. Friends are a family all on their own, and it's great to be apart of that family. That was the lesson my journey ended with, and that hit me on the way back home. On the bus back, that ride was a bittersweet ride.

Showing Off My Dreads

The hero has a band of companions, a group, people who will definatly help the hero to achive his goal. Here I'd just like to go and tell these certian people who they are and why I love them! First off I'm going to start with my new friends the first one being Kelsey! Hey girl, hey! That pen you had was really cool, and the first time you heard me speak you were all like "What a nerd." And now we're all like speaking in deferant accentes. I love it! Why are we so weird, and I know it makes you mad when I call just you weird, when I'm clearly the freak here. So I'll cut that out for you homie, we have to have classes next year, and we'll party it up! Laurennn G. M. What's up broski? If we don't have classes then we'll have to text all of the time twenty four seven, no doubt. Marker Albus (Mark Alba) do you really use your hair as a napkin? Werid-o. Just kidding jay kay, jay kay. No cash bro I saw that signal, also stop throwing hardcore floders at me! That's just painful, I know he's your man Jessica don't worry I'm not all up on that. Luke Swart, hey dude what can I say, your awesome and funny. Keep it up, and stop threatening to shoot people. Dhoom is my favorite movie, you know that. And you make fun of me for it. Oh well, Edward Tome, Best friends since like what? Second grade? Definatly, let's stay in touch brother! Glad we could get back to being close again, do you have to take all of your exams? I hope so. Brianna, you're so sweet and a slow card player. Jeez, hurry up, I promise I won't keep calling BS next game! You're so much fun in theatre, and I'll miss you! We better have classes together next year. Candice Allen, see I didn't forget you! You don't know me that well, but I feel like we're close, because of how sweet you are! I see no reason why we can't be close. And don'y worry I can't replace you, I'm way too weird to fill your shoes. (And you're tall).

Morgan Finley! You're definatly a great friend, who else will sneak out of orchestra with me, (not Mr. Engle that's for sure) and even though I don't know my way to Mrs. Vaughn's class I think that most of it is because I just don't pay attention. You're like my brain dude.

The hero's R.O.P.

R-ight.

O-f.

P-assage.

Or ROP if you will, the thing that allows you to become the hero. Weither it be training or, saving a life, or maybe just being born. They were chosen to be the hero of the story before birth. This 'right of passage' is different for many people; for some it's saving their daughter. Or stopping theives. Whatever it may be it happens; and it starts off the whole story. Giving the protagonist his purpose, and setting up for the climax, all from the ROP. For Despereaux it was being brave that dove him into the rat's nest. A simple characteristic of the little mouse was his right of passage, and there are many more heros who also have a ROP. I think that mine came to me when I was young. My sisters and parents shapped me into the person I am today, and their efforts and my respons to that was my right of passage. It was my entrance into this world as a 'hero'. As the hero who will be her own down fall. This ROP wasn't really done by me, but I had many things to prove to my family, and I overcame them. (Almost all of them). And I strongly believe that, that was my right of passage; and I happened to somehow pass it. It might not be with flying colors, but at least I'm able to be a hero and not a villian.

I Hope You Don't Mind

But there was a topic that I wanted to discuss that wasn't on you list Mrs. V. So I wanted to adress it. And that is Who can save the hero? Who will be there when he falls, to sweep him up and fix him? Who can save someone who is trying to save so many people? There is a simple answer to this question; you can't save the hero. Just like you cannot save the villian, it's a two sided coin, but they both end the same. On the floor one side up, the other hidden by the ground one side will win. While the other's face is in shame on the floor. And you can't take it back, sure you can do two out of three, but that flip is going to stay that way. One side won. One side lost. Simple, you can't change the outcome, you can predict it. And you can stand over the coin and watch it eagerly, but if you touch the coin it doesn't count. This is the same for the hero; you cannot interfear. It will always be this way and it won't be changing anytime soon. The Villian can join the hero and the hero can join the villian. But after that they still can't be saved. A hero can't be helped and a villian can't be helped. The hero of the story will face this and he'll realize that you can take his eyes and make him blind, but you can't give him the gift of sight back. The hero of the story can't be saved. He doesn't need to be.