Fanfiction Rain League

For anyone that reads this blog, this will be my blog for the fanfiction that I have been working on for two years. The universe that I have based my story on is Pokemon TV Show and its characters and the Dungeons and Dragons board game. I want to acknowlege the creators of the pokemon TV series for inspiring me for writing my fanfiction. I also want to thank Bruce R. Cordell, Ari Marmell and Robert J. Schwalb, Andy Collins, Skip Williams, James Wyatt for the role playing books of Dungeons and Dragons.

Before the Story begins here is some background on my character which I have given it my name

Kerri- Dragon/Half Human
When kerri was born in dragon Valley she was a still born in an egg. So her mother a red dragon named Aurellia took her to a dragon scientist named Dumel to try to revived her. But it failed to work, but something happened, the still born's spirit rose up and told her mom that she would be back in one year and she could easily find her if she listened to her heart. One year later Kerri was born to a pair of humans that lived in Pallet Town not knowing of her dragon blood that flowed within her until she was older.

Artwork in Class

In class I thought that the andy warhol painting was great. The way it was painted or printed was creative, because it only focused on Madonna. In the 1960's Madonna was considered a female sex idol. She was the one that made walking over vents with steam the coolest thing in the 1960's. The way the artist showed Madonna was in multiple prints on the same canvas in color on one side and black and white on the other. This art as a few meanings that I could pull from it. Like most movie stars in the media today Madona in the sixty's was considered the hotest thing to look at for sex appeal. The way her hair was styled made women want to copy her like she was a fashion model. In a way she was a model for women in the sixty's. The black and white part of the painting reminded me of how if an image is printed to many times it loses its appeal cause there nothing new to look at other than what was printed there. It was like running out of ink on a printer doing a big job. Once the ink runs out finish the job and move on to something that will appeal better to the audience than the last painting or print that the artist did.