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Lolz. XD A little kittem. 3 And, yesh, I'm glad I'm back as well Liynn. Chocolate Entry It's the best thing ever made in the world. Chocolate makes everything taste better.... besides lickerish.... Anyhow it's also the worst. When you haven't had it in a long time it's real addicting. I picked up a hershey bar walmonds and then had the sudden urge to buy a snickers and some other candy bar I dun remember the name of. All I knew about it was that it was chocolate. I took one bite out of that hershey bar....and just...melted into bliss. I had to go to another store, and they had a vast aisle of chocolate so I bought a king sized hershey bar walmonds and a big pack of reeses. I wanted to buy the huge pack of mm's but I finally remembered what I was in the store for and decided not to and now I'm kind of regretting it. I think I'll buy em' later. Another thing I'm craving is chineseamerican XD corner store stuff food. Been eating it all week but can't get enough of it. Shrimp fried rice is meh fave. I ish getting off for a bit. My living quarters looks like complete shit. Not being home like I should....left it kinda junky....welll no very junky.
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D8 Fake Chinese food?! Come over and I'll feed you REAL Asian food! -stuffs with more fried rice- Oh, and yes, chocolate is rather addictive. But it's good in small quantities, and releases endomorphines to make you all happy at least, I think that was the chemical it helps release. You know, the feel good hormones
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lolz. Fake Chinese food... Anyhoo, I would love to actually taste the real stuff. But until then, I'll stick with the kind directed exclusively toward black people. XDD Hehee, the feel good hormones. . A R M O R E D R I N G . Chyea I got one. I call it that cuz' that's what it looks like. Also changed my hair color to black and brown. And er...weird angle cuz' my friend had my cam for a while and well....yeah it's been a while. Um...I've been in a stabilized mood lateleh...everything has been going smoothly I suppose. Oh yeah and my bell is back. Been missing it like crazy. Now all I need is ears and a tail. Anyhow, -sighs while trying to get back on topic- I hope everyone has been enjoying the posts I've been pushing out. Whoo! writer's block has been trying to consume me...and the late stress of baby sitting wasn't helping. But anyways...for the most part I'm officially back and shouldn't be taking any more extra long ass breaks.
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S t a y i n g H o m e I hate when someone is going somewhere and they ask me to come with. They know I take forever in the bathroom, I'm like a perfectionist, y'know--gotta look my best for when I'm going out with someone to represent myself and them as well. So anyhow, an incident just happened to me a couple minutes ago. Me and my 'Bf' were going to his uncle's house and he asked me if I wanted to come. So I said chyea. Anyhow I get in the bathroom about five minutes or so after he did and I immediately started on my hair, cuz the way I have it now takes longer than normal to do. So, as always I've gotta be perfect with every detail. And so once I was finished and I go into the room, he's all 'finally'. I'm like wat? Then he's like, you know he has to pick up his wife? And I say why didn't you tell me? First he says you knew that already. And yes I did, but when I went into the bathroom I failed to take notice of the time, cuz' I was trying to rush. Plus it was raining and it is a friday, and my mixed up brain figured perhaps his uncle's wife didn't have work todayI hate rain on the weekends and so well yeah I assume everyone else does too. Then he starts going on and on about how every time he rushes me I blow em' off and still take foreverwhich I think is a boldfaced fucking lie. With me, when you notice time flying and I'm still obsessing over my looks in the bathroom, it's best to nag me over and over. But for some reason he doesn't fucking get that, he just says it's best to let you learn. And I'm like, I could care less if I'm late for anything. As long as I'm satisfied with what I did in the bathroom I don't giva shit bout' anything. Anyway I go back to the compy, while talking to my mom about not wanting to leave anymore. Then like a minute or two later, he comes in the room saying are you going? I'm like no. He's all why you didn't tell me...I'm all waiting n'stuff. And I'm like I told my mom, I assumed you heard. I should have said, well you know every time I get mad I don't go anywhere with you -sighs- Well that's the end of my ranting for now. So anyhow I'm staying home now. Which is cool, perhaps I can find something to cure my writer's block with. Sorry to everyone whose reply is taking forever. My brain's being an ass again . Oh, on like the eighth I went to an orchestra to see my friend sing in the choir and I almost cried. I dunno if it's cuz I'm a big softee at times but, yeah the music was so good there it had me bobbing my head, and tears rimming my eyes. And the songs the choir sang were awesome. My head was spinning with music notes, and I was just losing myself in the moment, especially during the finale when the orchestra plaid and the choir sing. The conductors, especially the conductor of the choir were just awesome, always feeling the music...
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OMG I'm finally able to get on. My e-net has been acting really freaky on me and hath prevented me from really being able to get on here and I was so fucking bored. Anyhow, I've got to go out now, but when I get back at whatever time in the morning from babaysitting I shall be active again. -- S n o w p.s.. So sorry for the delays guys. XOXO
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.H o w L o v e l y. I've gotten sick. A stomach bug I presume. My littlelest nephew passed to me. Ah....I feel like complete shit which would explain my absences. However, I will try and start posting as I'm not gonna let this stomach ache...and sore body stop my creative flow. -- S n o w
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Guess WHAT?! I've, inevitably, have gotten a slight bit of writer's block. Please forgive me for any overdue posts while I try to get back my creative flow.
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I've come to the conclusion . . . That my computer is an old fart and needs to be put out of it's misery. God, it's been kicking and screaming for about eight years now....surviving viruses...dust...drops..spyware...and other evil shit that tries to screw your operating system up. Anyhow, I think it's time to put my favorite gateway creation out of commission....and replace it with another... -cries- Ah well...it's been a hectic, yet fun eight years and still counting doesn't know when she'll be able to put up money for said new computer but in any case...I'll start preparing right away because I don't know how much drama with this temperamental baby I'll be able to take. Everyday I'm getting closer and closer to spontaneously catching fire out of frustration for it. I love my techy to death but...it's time it get put to rest... Anyyyyyhow...that's my rant for tonight... - - S n o w
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Anyone got another pill I gotta get high before I die and fly through your mind see flashbacks of back cracks and cash stacks my hand hacks the blood splats and it's game over the lame rover came closer to the flame and it dosed her, a three month trip she flipped her grits came back gripped and ripped to shit, I want your throat out your voice now maintained in pain and crossed out. Mute cries are not heard in the herd of whores hoarding lies whom live amongst flies and so to must die. SO I shall cut an incision to slip the disk in, start the mission, one more missin from the death lane. I don't understand why emotions are attached to this death game. It is impossible to have loved and lost if you're lost in love with the ones who are lost in life.
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Very interesting words. Thing is, you have a lot of smarts that I don't have and probably will never have. I've had my fair share of trials but they all probably pale in comparison to what you've gone through. You are street smart and I'm book smart, but you can always gain more knowledge from books and very little from the streets if you have never experienced those kind of things. You are fascinating to me as well, and watching I Am Legend is distracting me at the moment. Anyways, I hope everything works out for you and that all that bad shit goes away or at least lessens up a bit. Chin up, buttercup.
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that little bit there was actually describing a dream, well, more of a day-dream I had in reference to my own issues with this world I'm living in and my, probably, non-constructive ways of coping with my stress and emotions. The bold last line is really what's been going on in my head lately though. just a peek inside my life I suppose.
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I still found it to be interesting. The mind is a maze of emotion and logical responses and sometimes a scary place to be in, as you are well aware of. And peeks are nice, ya know. -peeks at- P
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Feeding the greed instead of filling the need of millions enslaved by the drugs dealing with little or no healing for the sick and dying populace of humanity it's a fucking calamity that brings out the worst in me and all I can do is cry WHY?!
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ogod. this evening could have gone better.
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-random huggles- i vote i fly down, we get extremely drunk and high, and we wipe away every bad night from our memories.
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Things are not as I would particularly like them to be. I'm not where I exactly expected myself to be. I'm anxious, Frustrated, and beginning to get angry. I can feel the well of potential within me and I want to unearth it, unleash it and create wondrous things for this world. I want to be better I want to learn, experience, and grow. Right now, it just feels like I'm stagnant. The wanderlust is setting in again, if I'm not in school or pursuing my career, why am I not travelling and seeing things I've never seen before? I just don't know. The depression I have been holding off, but that feeling of hopelessness creeps over me during quiet nights when it is just me and an illuminated screen. These are my companions after everyone else has gone.
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Life never ever goes as we plan it... not really. So we adapt to it as best we can. Sure, we can have goals and work toward those and achieve them. But surprises, both of the good and bad sort, ALWAYS drop in on us and that just cannot be helped. You do have a lot to offer from what I know of you, so never ever lose sight of that no matter how much any inkling of depression sets in. Sometimes we have to bide our time before we can do the things we want and long to do. Those are the times we have to be the most creative and resourceful and find those nifty ways in which we can set ourselves up for those big and awesome moments. They will happen. Might not be today or tomorrow. Sometimes they can take a bit longer to occur than we like. But they will happen if we continue to pursue them. Never lose sight of that and keep that drive alive even though it can be hard. You have that creativity within you to set yourself free and unleash yourself. It's just a matter of finding 'the how'. You can do it and you have the support here at least that will be cheering you on... even if that seems like a small bit. That support will grow the more you do.... and you will. I just have that gut feeling. So have heart, hold on and take flight. Because even though things might seem stagnant, no doubt there's a way to push things forward. And when you manage that... oh man! People will be amazed.
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This is why you should talk to me more often. I'll at least make you laugh for awhile. Call me sometime when you're feeling down.
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Good and evil, the neverending spiral of conflicting sides. Both merely made of pure opinion and one cannot exist without the other. Without evil, no one can be called good, and vice-versa. However if no one is good in nature, whom can really be called evil? Anise is a Goddess of love and understanding, Necro is a God of fire and disdain. Their soldiers, angels and demons respectively. However this battle moves towards the planet Earth, where humans will surely side with one or the other. To the dieties surprise, humanity has almost split completely between the sides. As some fight for Necro, and others for Anise... It's him... it's Necro. He's on the move... things on Earth have gotten really bad. It seems even humanity cannot come together and topple a foe. It matters little, what we are here to do is keep our domain safe... at the same time, we must do what we can for Earth. We care for them, and it's our job to watch over them. Can I count on you... my angels... to strike down our foes on Earth's surface? Of course, Goddess. Replied several voice. Tis a shame we must draw our weapons to bring about peace... but for those people beneath our clouds, your fellow angels, and those whom you love and trust... is it worth it to shed blood this one time... for their sake? Of course, Goddess. Good. Then my angels, prepare to descend down to Earth. Necro's minions are already brainwashing our human counter-parts. Please handle things on Earth... while I handle Necro myself. Of course, Goddess! And as simply as that, dozens amongst dozens of angels swooped down from Heaven. It was hard for any human to see such a spectacle... but they were on a mission, not putting on a light show. For one angel, her life was about to change. She had been watching a certain human for months, she was deeply impressed by his heart, his power, and his kindness and sense of justice. He would be an excellent candidate, and with an angel's power guiding him, surely he would dent Necro's hard armor. Ricca opened her palms and she flew down from Heaven. A crystal orb was formulated an image inside. The image was of the man she was searching for, she had little clue of where to locate him, but she felt his life force, and would follow it to whatever end.
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Re For Heaven and Earth Ibuki No Sakura and Atzura The world had become a harsh place in recent years, or so thought a lone traveler. Garbed in simple blue coat, and pants. A cloak of black, draped from his shoulders like the falling night, hood hiding his face he looked to the sky. The once clear and beautiful sky he once loved about this area was now distorted and ugly with the flames of war. Turning his attention from it he continued on. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil. The traveler muttered to himself. A strange time to repeat part of a prayer. Yet not so much for this specific traveler. It was not long before he met with, humans, or at least human like people. The traveler stopped, a distance from them. He could sense malice and ill intent from them. Things he had seen and felt most often in his line of work. The Traveler heaved a large object from his back. The object cloaked in bandages with strange runes drawn on the entire length of it. It was at that moment that the man began to speak as he unwrapped the objects head. Our Father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy name thy kingdom come thy will be done, in Earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. He spoke as more bandages came off the more it was revealed, the object was a scythe, a war scythe to be exact. Most unlike those you would see in the in the farming fields. At the blades base the scythe was quite reminiscence of a dragons head. As he finished he armed himself knowing things were not to end well. 'Oh, Priest of Blade, pay homage to our lord and thou prayers shalt be answered.' One spoke as demons of all likes began to come out of the forest around him, seven as far as he could count. But knowing demons there were more lurking in the shadows. Thus making sever demons and at least three human like creatures, be they demon or human. The Priest had delt with there kind all of his life. It was his job after all, his breath came in deep releasing it just the same. Oh, he who art fallen from gods grace, fear not in the shallows of hell, for thou art findith the warm embrace of our father in the afterlife. The Priest spoke, he clearly was intending to agitate the man. Yet this was to be expected, the man was mocking him after all. Things did not seem to be going quite well for him. His only thought at the moment, was his luck was rather rotten today. He would soon find it to become a trend.
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Re For Heaven and Earth Ibuki No Sakura and Atzura Two were feral, lupine, wolf-like, tainted in a bizzare color, fangs yellow and dripping with saliva. The rest were for the most part humanoid, in terms of having one head, two arms and legs. Their appearance was demented, ugly, cursed. Sharp claws or weaponry between blades or bows truly, a bad place to be for anyone who wasn't in leauge with this dark monster named Necro. The bothered very little in speaking to him, he reflected other energies, energies they didn't want consumed, but destroyed. As he revealed his weapon, they grew defensive, as they should have. But even for a man like the traveller, with the marvellous weapon he weilds, and holy chantments he may know, enemies of this volume would prove no easy task to overcome. Their skin was tough, their bones tougher. Some were incredibly cunning, while others were tacticians. Necro's demonic army, continues to grow, and in the skies above, the clash had begun, the generous Goddess, Anise, bringing down her sword against the mighty axe of Necro, who seemed to have the upper hand, as the sky's clouds twirled into chaos. Ricca was descending quickly. She needed to reach the person she was convinced would help their cause. This world was breaking down and would soon be left in a pile of ash. Looking up at the skies above, she understood and felt uneasy about Necro possibly being up there, defeating her beloved Goddess. She however had a job to do, Heaven was not the only place in danger here, Earth and it's humans needed her, they needed each other. She started to feel the traveller's energies, as well as dark demonic presences, she panicked slightly, feeling that he would soon be surrounded, and possibly killed. Her wings would push no harder, gravity would pull no harder, he must hold on for his own life.
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Re For Heaven and Earth Ibuki No Sakura and Atzura The Priest eyed each of them taking note of each of them, the cunning ones seemed to be the ones with ranged weapons. Each of which he took great note to, the humans on the other hand seemed to stay further back. Did they use magic or where they just cowards, never the less he would deal with them. A grin came over the priests face, the fun part of his job. They would find he was quite unique. He seemed to be quite outnumbered and out matched. This was not quite right he was still in the game. The dice were hot and he was on the last roll. A life or death game, the thrill of it. The Priest took note to the clashing from above. The titans were beginning to fight one another. Oh, blade of dirty passion, crave thy flesh of your enemy, cleave them in swing, breath your breath oh, holy might, let lords passion feed your thirst. The Priest spoke in a haunting tone, the blade seemed to respond. A sparkle gleamed from it, the blade had sharpened, it was clear her took precaution for there hide. Yet unfortunately this was the only enchantment he actually knew that could be cast in a short amount of time. Slowly he began to swing the scythe above his head. This caused it hard to approach him, the threat of lopping off your head was great. Bring, you sorry excuses, for dogs. The Priest's personallity seemed to take a more cocky turn. He continued provoking the Lupines trying to get them to charge him. Despite there leaders, there lust could only be contained. Both charged from parallel sides trying to flank him. A basic tactic, if you attack from both sides one side would be wide open. As they closed in the priest crouched as if to lower how they could attack him. Causing them to duck down lower to avoid the blade. As they got close enough to strike he pushed up jumping in the air, using there heads as stepping stones jumping even higher. As he jumped he pushed there heads down and together. Giving them no chance to get back together and move away the blade cam down on them, cutting clean through there skulls. The Priest landed down firmly on the handle of the scythe. The object apparently supported his weight easily, but because of this the sound of the skulls of the wolves rang clear. The sound of flesh being cut, must be a delectable sound to them. Yet it was of there own kind, which no doubt distraught them. He slew them with ease, with any luck it would distract some at least a little. To them the priest seemed to have a ominous aura about him now. From how he looked, he greatly resembled the God of death. The one god that resided between light and dark. He who cared not if they were good or evil in life, they were all the same in death. Who shall I send to the lord next? The priest spoke calmly he didn't seem to be taking this seriously. But that was hardly the case he took it with great seriousness. Knowing know is where the real fight began.
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Re For Heaven and Earth Ibuki No Sakura and Atzura The one farthest away seemed unscaved by the loss of their lupines. They were primative, wild, angry, and lacked the cunning of Earth's natural creature, who hunted in large packs and tactically eliminated it's prey's movement. Immediately after the lupines were slain, two humans amongst the attack party ran back. Forget about this! This isn't our fight! The calm, human look alike, turned in their direction, his tailed blond hair moving with him. He opened his right hand, pulling it back and swooping it over the running men from a fair distance. The priest could see the wires attatched, to each digit, and that in itself was a fatal weapon to behold. A gauntlet with cutting wires. The results... well the results made themselves present. As the men ran away and the calm foe swooped his hand as if grasping something in front of him, the running men where cut to pieces. The gore and blood was immense, the wires had cut clean through their bones, leaving them in cubed pieces which later bled in themselves. With two lupines and two humans dead, that left this calm, and troublesome enemy, another human, and a dismembered demonic foe as well. A brute definitely. The gauntlet-weilder nodded forward and the human reluctantly charged. He knew where his life would end, and it was likely seconds away. The large demonic brute rushed him as well, surely, this would be tougher than killing hell wolves. Ricca had come down quickly, she smelled the air, and the quality was not as good as before. She was close, very close. She landed, feeling the man's presence very close, then she heard the men being cut to cubes. She turned, seeing a small pack of those hell wolves glaring her. And so it begins. Come to my aid, Sword of Revelation... The lupines growled and crouched, preparing to attack since she wasn't going to run. Ricca's eyes looked directly at them as a long sword fromed itself upon her hand. Light enough to be moved quickly, strong enough to smite those standing against the will of Anise. The blade crafted itself quickly, from mere fragments of solidified light. Later it took shape, texture, feel, and design. The wolf jumped towards Ricca, who frowned, ...protect me.... and... have mercy on them! And she cut horizontally in it's direction.