My tablet is being a douchenozzle pain in the butt and I have no idea how to fix it.

Whenever I plug the cord into the USB port on my computer, my tablet either doesn't connect at all, or the pen behaves like a mouse. Usually my tablet pen is pressure sensitive and the cursor on the screen follows the exact location of the pen on the surface of the tablet exactly. Now-days I have to drag the cursor across the screen like I would have to do using a mouse. This makes drawing almost impossible, as the pressure is off and I can't find the exact placement of the pen-to-cursor.

Does anyone know what this thing has been smoking and how I can rehabilitate it? x.x

Thank you~

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Out of character--

A month and a half in the real world has passed. Changes were rampant, a new computer, a new job position, new car repairs, almost a whole new life for Ayala's human controller. Time to play..


In character-

Ayala--thoughtful

I am resting by the pond and yet I find no peace. The colors around me in the air cast scents that tremble into my heart and speak of a very deep longing that remains constant like a burr in my coat. Where is my father? Here I am grown and meek in the white for all to see my intense need as I travel in search of him. Father? Do you hear me? Come find me so that I may have your blessing.


Music possesses me this afternoon and escapes full throated.

Ayala-- walks.

I have a new song that dances to my lips.

Ayala-Singing-

*Sun fire, touch me in all my dreams.
Your face through the willows lends peace.
Shine on every fawns' dance. Move with swift grace.

Moon water, cool my eyes in all my waking hours.
Your face through the pines grants time.
Kiss every elder's mask. Rise with gentle tears.

Wind brother, caress my coat and speak into both my ears.
Your touch through the forest speaks life.
Soothe our transformed people. Flow with full wisdom.

Earth sister, be solid still in all my journeys.
Your firm taste through my mouth and feet.
Guide the restless home. Feed the soul with rich grasses.

I sing the land. I sing the sky. I sing the trees above me.
May I travel with them in harmony all the days of my life.**

I see... black...

The doe heard a quiet, wounded voice in the distance.

Hello?

Help...me...

The water suddenly turned black. The doe started to swim up, but then a current pushed her down, and soon she was just buried, in black ground.

What's going on!? Where are you?

Where....where am I?

Peirce!?!?

Red exploded everywhere. The blackness faded away. The water was red. Everywhere. The doe saw the buck, with a pure white sword stabbed in his belly. He was crying... tears of blood. Suddenly he roared, sending black bubbles everywhere. His bright green eyes were now a glowing black.

Peirce!

The buck closed his eyes. He felt his life fading away every second. He also felt the doe push him up to surface. He opened his eyes and gasped for air as the doe put him back on the ground.

Peirce... how did this happen?

The buck did not answer, just coughed up some blood.

Where's your mask?

The buck didn't answer, just closed his eyes and fell into a long sleep.

Oh no... what should I do!?

The sword was still jammed into the buck's chest. The doe pulled into it was out, and gave the buck some herbs to stop the bleeding.

Peirce...please...be okay...