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Sunday, June 21st, 2009
5:19 am	Welcome To Life, If you need to catch up... December 14th, 2005 - Because, as we all know, damn it Life is sexually frustrating! then March 27th, 2006 - "I'm not sexest, I'm the sexiest but I'm not sexist. If I'm sexest, I'm the sexiest sexest. sexest." Remember, everyone, it's a first draft and WILL be altered, later-on! I plan on having at least 3 drafts of this before the final draft. First things first, though. I have to acutally wright the damn thing. I'll start again soon. I miss them as much as some of you do. Especially Axe. My love and I discuss him often. Lasheen can kiss my butt, but I really miss Neil too. Probably has something to do with the first car I ever owned and the one I own currently. Non-Entity (Neil)was first and how I loved that car, and now it's Lasheen, the soggy bitch. MOre soon! Dn Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: can't identify it (Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 12th, 2009
10:14 pm	Stupid Honda http://techauto.te.funpic.org/mainrelaydefine.php Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: Banana Man (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 13th, 2009
8:28 pm	Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister I've been looking for this movie for awhile. I've almost completely read the entire book, and loved the movie when I saw it. So, Thank GOD for youtube. http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=IhazelI&view=videos Current Mood: Elated (5 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 3rd, 2008
2:00 pm	More responsibility rants from your favorite Pied Piper I decided to write this letter after watching this movie http://kotaku.com/386441/perhaps-the-stupidest-anti+gta-vid-youll-see-today Please watch the movie then consider the following. Greetings Mr. Beck, I have recently been able to watch your show concerning "Grand Theft Auto." Now, you may be thinking that it wasn't so very long ago that it actually aired on television, but that is neither point nor progress. Quite often I watch and enjoy your show for the simple fact that you don't go main stream with everything you say. For example, I greatly admire the opposition to Food to Fuel segments you have on your show. However, I must disagree with you on the part of "Grand Theft Auto." One-sided foolishness is still foolish, and Science often shows favor to the fad of the moment. Let me explain through example. Research shows that in mature adults violent games calm them. Your research also states that since the introduction of television homicide rates have more than doubled. This has been an overview. Now to my point in truth. "Our Children are in Danger!" Many people spout this in regards to the video game industry, but I ask you, Do you, honestly, believe that it is the sole responsibility of the entertainers to enrich our lives? Or is it that happy obligation of the Adults in society (society:a highly structured system of human organization for large-scale community living that normally furnishes protection, continuity, security, and a national identity for its members. The fourth definition under society at dictionary.com) to provide only the things that the children or teenagers' maturity level can handle. Lets try this again as I try my hardest to quit the long winded way of coming to the same conclusion. What we blame as a society is completely wrong! People continue to believe the commonly used phrase, "It's someone else's fault." Usually it is "anyone else's fault." Now, I believe you are a father, so please do not take any offense to what I have to say from here on out, unless you yourself practice it. I seriously doubt you do, as you seem to be a very intelligent young man. Parents, these days, are lazy. Exceptionally Lazy. At least, when it comes to their offspring. They come home from work (And it's a crying shame that in these days both parents need to work to support their families! Women were made by the creator to stay at home and raise the families and take care of the home, but that is another subject.) usually around 6 or 7 at night after leaving the house at around 6 or 7 in the morning. Now they are both tired and stressed out from work, so instead of reading to their children or helping with homework, they tell their children to leave them alone, or even worse, tell them to sit in front of the television. Children are taught to be in constant need of entertainment. Children are no longer being raised! You can see it even on the "big evil television" that everyone talks about. Children are being brought up, not as productive members of society, but as vagrants and brats who buy what they want at the time that they have a desire to want it. Even if a parent is at home when the children leave for school or get back from it they don't tend to care about what the child does. If you did not want to raise your child then you could not handle the responsibility of sex and therefore should not have participated in the sacred act. A Mother and Father no longer care what their child puts into their own minds. In fact A Mother and Father are no longer mature adults. They are children raising other children! You wish to place blame on the video gaming industry, but I tell you here and now that that is only another "cop-out" procedure! Another way to ignore your own responsibility's and place blame elsewhere. Those Games, Movies, and Television shows are rated!! Adult Only, Mature, Teen, Everyone, NC 17, Restricted, Parental Guidance to age 13 and so on. Parents no longer pay attention to these ratings nor do they truly care until their child starts exhibiting the same behavior as their favorite character. Then, and only then, is it all of the sudden a big thing. Yes, those games are bad for our children, but they were not made for our children! You can see on the rating that Grand Theft Auto games are all for Mature people over the age of 18. People who understand what it is and handle it correctly. The so called "Adults" of this day and age no longer screen their children's entertainment. "As long as they're happy and quiet, I don't care." I have heard that phrase far to many times in my lifetime. I remember a time when we would sit and listen to the radio. Classical music and operas and all that jazz and swing. Why, even Christmas time was filled with the sounds coming from the old talk box. I remember sitting with my family listening to Charles Dickens' "A Christmas Carol" on the days before Christmas came. It's the unscrupulous and irresponsible people who hold influence in a child's life that determines the homicide rate. Especially in this country. Years ago, if trash like what is shown on television today had been shown, a majority of parents would write to the producers of the show and demand it be removed. Years ago we had standards, and now, through foolish desires, no one cares what is shown. So, Mr. Beck, do not blame those who produce the entertainment, blame those who, with every ounce of their being, support and encourage apathy and lazy parenting. On an even more important note, it is imperative that you understand, Human beings are natural killers. It takes 5 pounds of pressure to kill a man with only contact between his nose and your fist. Death and Murder is a huge part of our culture. People would watch other people fight to the death in the Roman times, and even now, in our "more sophisticated" time we watch television shows like CSI or Law and Order. People love Death and Murder. It takes nothing for a man to wish to kill. Without the proper parenting and scruples a man will kill for no reason at all. The good men who served their country were honest souls that had been raised with the proper mixture of Love, God, and scruples. They had to be trained to look past God's Love and their own Parents' teachings to be able to kill another human being without having severe mental breakdowns or even worse. Still, even then those Heros often did end up breaking down with their mates. That is what truly changed in this world. There are No More Heros, because no one wants to take the time to raise one. With Love, The Pied Piper If you have any questions or wish for me to expand on anything, and believe me I could, please feel free, and encouraged, to respond. That is the letter I sent. Nothing was changed. If I get a reply back I'll post it here, but I doubt I will. Of course I did get an automated response that went a little something like this: Glenn Beck to me 2:16 PM (2 minutes ago) Reply Thanks so much for the email. Due to the volume of mail this may be the only response you see. While I do not always see it in a timely fashion I do try to read all of my mail. However, I average over 2000 letters a day and there is no way I can respond to most letters. I am glad you are watching/listening and even though you may not see a response, I want you to know that I am listening as well. Thanks, Glenn Beck --------------- If you'd like to stay in contact with the Glenn Beck Program, sign up for our free email newsletter. Visit http://www.glennbeck.com/content/newsletter/ to sign up now. I do like his show, and recommend it to all of you. Love, dn Current Mood: accomplished (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, November 16th, 2007
2:54 pm	So you liked it, eh? Recap!!! Suo kilzed cop. Other cop whines for 7 years. Finds Sou, falls in love and, tragically, dies in fire... wait, haven't gotten that far? damn! "So, Sou had just decided to wear some nice jeans and a tight autumn flower shirt. Sou's hair was freshly washed and brushed, slightly perfumed as well, but not too much because all perfumes irritated his senses. Beyond that, Sou had taken no effort to make himself look good. In fact, Sou had applied eyeliner under his eyes to make him look more demonic than usual. However, for some reason Sou had desperately needed a smoke." Sou's grandmother had given him her very special Kiseru when she had died, so he took it out now. In fact, he was just getting relaxed again when a knock sounded at his door. Sou sighed. "Not yet," he grumbled, "just a little bit longer. I'm not ready for you yet." The door opened, and Sou's body guard peeked in on his boss, though, at that moment he wished he didn't have to. Sou was back lit by a large window behind his desk, so when the unfortunate man had looked in all he had seen was the dark outline of Sou sitting in his chair glaring at the door. Sou's eyes had seemed to just be white slits of glowing evil. Sou's teeth had looked a bit demonic, and of course, the fingers digging into the chair had looked like claws. The body guard had swallowed and hastily muttered that Officer Something or another was here to see him. Sou watched the old man walk through his door... Not that Josef was really old, Sou was just in a bad mood and only 23. Josef was in his early 40's. Sou drew in a small breath of tobacco smoke and relaxed into his chair again. Then, taking the kiseru out of his mouth, he turned his head to the side and blew out the smoke away from the officer. "So," Sou breathed, "What's a fine officer like yourself doing in a place like this one? I don't believe we've given you any reason to investigate, so why waste your time visiting?" Josef was not going to be intimidated, "I'm looking for someone. Perhaps you can help me. 7 years ago he killed an officer in the middle of the street." Sou's mouth dropped open and he stared at the foreigner. "You're still looking for that boy? I thought our wonderful law enforcement had given up the chase!" Josef slammed his hand down on Sou's desk, "THEY have! I have NOT!" Sou could see the look in Josef's eyes. He could see the fire burning, and he could not help but hate the man standing in front of him. Why couldn't he be like every other person in the world and forget? But then Sou's thoughts changed in favor of the man standing before him. Sou stood, tapped his kiseru out, and placed it lovingly back into his desk. "Before we continue, officer, I think we should introduce ourselves. I am ManaZuru Sou." Sou, bowed his introduction to the officer. "I am head of the White Necked Crane Company. You are welcome in my place of business." Josef stood, regarding the other man silently for a time, "I am Hamilton Josef. Just a man, right now, looking for someone." Sou sighed, "Shi Suo?" Josef looked a bit startled and Sou sighed again, "You didn't think I'd know who you were looking for? It just so happens that I was looking for the boy as well, though I dare say he's not a boy any longer." Sou sat and motioned for Josef to sit as well. "Then you know where he is!?" Josef sounded a little too excited, and Sou raised his eyebrows at his obvious hope. "Tell me Mr. Hamilton, what will you do when you find him?" Josef sat in front of Sou's desk quietly. "Don't want to answer? Will it be that terrible? Are you really willing to lose your job over a dumb kid?" Josef stared hard at Sou, sizing him up, trying to find out, in this brief moment what kind of man... uh, yeah, man he really was. Sou continued, "What do you know about the boy? If you want my help finding him I must have all the information you yourself have collected over the years." Current Mood: cold (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, November 10th, 2007
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11:09 am	Alright, a little KH maddness. (KH= Kingdom Hearts) Sora slowly blinked. He tried to look around, but there wasn't much light in this musty dungeon like area. Sora's whole body ached, especially his arms and legs. He woke up in this dark hole kneeling, with his arms chained to the wall behind him. Funny thing was that he was chained in two places per arm. What? Did whoever put him here think he would be able to break one set of chains? Sora groaned and tried, again, to look around him. There was barely any light here, and what there was was just enough to be able to see his own body straining against his bonds. What had happened? Why was he here? Where was here? He couldn't remember very much. It was all mostly a blur. Organization XIII. Kairi. King Mickey. Donald. Goofy. What had happened? A fight, he knew that, but what then? Had they all lost? He heard someone walking ahead of him. "Riku!" Sora called out, as the cloaked figure finally appeared in his view. "Why?" The cloaked figure stopped, then suddenly pulling the hood off his head Roxas yelled desperately, "Why is he the only one you think about?!" Sora was taken aback. "You! You're from Organization XIII!" Roxas pulled out his key blade and moved closer to Sora, "My name is Roxas! Don't forget it, Keyblade 'Master!'" Sora pulled against his chains, "Why do you have that?" Roxas backhanded Sora. "Shut up," He commanded, and his voice shook as he spoke, "Just shut up! It's your fault. It's all your fault!" Roxas hit Sora again, "It's your fault they're gone!!" Sora tried to pull away from the abuse, maybe even stand, but his legs wouldn't move at all, and he couldn't back up too far because of the wall behind him. "Stop! What did I do? Who's gone?!" Sora tried to understand why Roxas was hitting him, but he couldn't remember anyone dieing by his hand! Roxas stood there quivering with rage as he yelled at Sora, "The only two people I cared about in Organization XIII!! Axel and.. And..!!" Roxas choked. She was gone. She was gone forever and no one could bring her back now. "It's not fair. It's just not fair. Nobody's have feelings too, but we shouldn't. I loved them both! And you took them away from me!!" Roxas pointed his keyblade at Sora's heart and lunged. "Kairi!" Sora stared wide eyed at Roxas as the other boy's weapon came at him in slow motion. All he could think about was Kairi. Please, just let her live a long happy life. Roxas paused. "N..Namine!" Namine's image had appeared between Roxas's blade and Sora's chest. She looked imploringly up at Roxas as if saying, "Please, Don't do this to yourself. It will only bring regret." Roxas glanced from Namine to Sora then back to Namine. "But, it's..." Tears ran down Roxas's cheeks and he pushed his keyblade into Namine's image. Namine grabbed the blade and cringed as if Roxas were truly pushing the Keyblade through her to get to Sora. Roxas closed his eyes as Sora screamed at him to "Stop!" As Namine looked at him with those eyes. Roxas fell to the ground in front of Sora as Namine's image shattered and disappeared. "It's his fault your gone, Namine." Sora looked at Roxas horrified, "What have you done? What happened to Namine?" Roxas's head jerked up and was glaring at Sora when he heard someone behind him call out, "Sora!" Roxas stood up and turned around, "Nami.." Kairi appeared out of the darkness and ran past Roxas to Sora, "Ka.." Kairi gently touched Sora's face, "Are you alright? We've been looking everywhere for you! I'm so glad we found you!" Sora stared unbelieving at Kairi, "No! Kairi, you have to get out of here! Go home! I want you to be safe at home!" Kairi giggled. "Oh Sora! You're so silly! It's over! We won! Everything's alright now!" Kairi stood up and turned toward Roxas saying, "Thank you for helping me find him! Do you know where the keys to his chains are? We can get him..!" Sora saw Kairi's body jerk. "Kairi!!" Roxas stared strait into Kairi's eyes. Those wide eyes. So trusting. "Why?" She gasped. "Don't ask me." Roxas replied as she slumped to the floor in front of Sora. "Kairi!!" Sora pulled against his chains. He struggled with all his might just to touch Kairi. "Kairi!" He called to her over and over, unable to reach her. "Don't go!" Sora closed his eyes against the horrible image in front of him. He squeezed his eyes shut against the tears flowing freely from his eyes. "Please," Sora pleaded with Kairi, "Please, don't go where I can't follow!" Roxas looked coldly at Sora's desperation, and Kairi's lifeless body. "I'll take them away from you. Just as you took them away from me!" Sora's eyes snapped open as Roxas turned to leave. "No! Roxas! Don't! I didn't hurt Namine! I would never have hurt Namine! I only wanted to protect her! Roxas!! Leave him alone! Leave Riku alone!! Roxas!! Roxas, you Murderer!!!!" The door slammed shut behind him as Sora's last word rang in his ears. "You killed me first, Sora." A flash of red out of the corner of Roxas's eye stung a bit at his heart. "Not doing so good are you?" Roxas scowled. "Shut up. What good are memories of you if I'll never see either of you again? What good is anything if I'll never be able to see you again? At least they will have another chance in another life." Nothing but bitter hatred filled Roxas. The Nobody, with nothing. Sora pulled. He pulled and pulled until long after the chains cut into his arms. Until long after he heard his own arm snapping and popping out of joint. Sora had pulled until he passed out from the pain in his heart as well as the pain of his dislocated and fracturing arms. Even passed out, though, he still saw Kairi lying on that cold floor in front of him. Never to move again. Never to call his name again. Never, never, again. "Sora." He saw Kairi with her arms out. Her beautiful eyes staring at him. No. Not at him anymore. Through him. "Sora." She looked like she was about to cry. "Kairi. Don't cry. I'm here. I'm alright. Don't cry." Sora reached out to Kairi. "SORA!" Sora's eyes opened reluctantly. Demyx looked sadly down at him, "Finally, man. Listen, your friends are here. You'd better get out while you still can." Sora sat up, "Kairi! Where's Kairi?" Demyx didn't say anything for a second. "I don't feel sorry for you," Demyx said, as though trying to convince even himself, "I miss them too, you know. It's just that number XIII, he really took VIII's death hard, you know? And that Witch. Well,..." Sora shook his head, "I don't care, I'll find out what happened to them later! Where's Kairi?" Demyx glared down hard at Sora, "Forget about her. She's gone." Sora jumped up, "I'm not leaving without her!" Demyx got mad, "You'll have to! XIII came back and took her after I got you out of his little cell thing!" Sora yelled at Demyx, "Why? Why are you helping me? Why did you get me out of that cell at all!?" IX shot right back, "Because Namine wouldn't have wanted Roxas to do that!!" There was silence for a minute, then the sound of running came at them, "If we're going to defeat you, I don't think it should be through your friends." "Sora!" Sora turned toward the sound of Leon's voice and IX, Demyx, disappeared, "Sora! Hurry! Let's go! Where's Kairi?" "Where is Kairi?" Yufi asked as she peaked in on Sora. "I'm not sure. Sora hasn't said anything since he got back." Arith answered her. Yufi spun around, "You don't think..!?" "Shh, Yufi. Sora's awake you know." Arith said gently. Roxas closed his eyes. A cool breeze washed over him as he turned his face to the sky and opened his eyes again. The sea water smelled so good. The whole little island felt so wonderfully familiar, and so calm, that he wanted to take a nap. Just sleep for a little bit, and maybe, just maybe when he opened his eyes, Namine would be standing above him smiling. Maybe they would be able to talk alone for a second before Axel showed up, and then, maybe, they would all enjoy a nice refreshing day with no cares, running around the island. "YO! SORA! IT'S BEEN A WHILE, YEAH!" Roxas turned toward the sound of the voice. Waka was jogging toward him. "Oh! You're not Sora! Sorry, bro! Thought you were somebody else." Roxas stared at Waka, "So, you're a friend of Sora's?" Waka, who had leaned over to catch his breath, looked up at Roxas, "Ah! So you know him too, yeah? It's been a while, but I know we're still good friends. How's he doing? Did Kairi ever find him?" Roxas looked down at his hands, "Yeah. She did, but something happened. Hey," Roxas looked coldly back at Waka, "I'm trying to find Riku for him, do you know of any place he might be?" Waka felt a shiver run up his spine, and got ready for a fight, "What did you say your name was, bro?" Roxas's empty eyes conveyed exactly what Waka had feared, "I really hadn't said what my name was, but if you want I'll tell you now." Waka held his blitz ball ready, "It's only polite, brada. My name's Waka, and if you want to get to Riku, I'm your first stop!" Roxas's blade appeared in his hand, "I am Sora, and you WILL tell me where I can find Riku." Then all ends kinda crappily with no love for anyone because Namine and Kairi are ded... So's VIII... uhm... Oh yeah! Axel! MF. And in case you all didn't know, VIII doesn't feking die. That's why he's a Mother Fucker. I've tried over and over and the shit ball just doesn't die, so for me this fic was total irony! If VIII can't die then what makes you all think that anyone else could!? Unless, of course, they just weren't important enough to the story, or they were mass produced i.e. heartless. (Thank you Star Trek for your obvious influence over stupid deaths. No one cares and THAT is why so many die, and are never seen again... except later, because no one thinks we'll remember the people who were only in the episode for 5 seconds before they died and Kirk has an emotional breakdown over their bodies, which is soon forgotten ... sometimes... FUCK YOU SORA!!!) Oh yes, this is a huge Fuck You to all the Sora X Roxas.. Sora X Kairi.. Sora X Axel .. Sora X Riku.. Sora X Oh fuck me! Sora's a fucking ho! He Fucks everyone! EVERY ONE!!! So does Roxas, btw! Sora, Roxas! Same God Damned person! SAME!! Okay, so I really can't say anything because I'm currently reading a Roxas X Axel fic. I like it because Sora's Roxas's cousin and they're all cute and stuff and Cloud is Roxas's older half brother who gets all upset when Roxas spends the night at Axel's apartment and doesn't tell him he's going out or anything!! So, Roxas gets grounded because they apparently have no parents, I'm not all too clear on the subject of parents, it kinda implies that Dad's house was a bad place, but n'e way uber Kawaii, and I'm a hypocritical bastard and I know it. Any way you look at it, Sora and Roxas were made whores by the general populous... and I find it kinda funny. LOL!! Oh yeah, why are there no Waka X ... Fecking anyone fics? In fact, all their friends from Destiny Islands are totally ignored. Except with me. I keelz them. I keelz them good and hard. FUCK YOU AXEL!! YOU WILL DIE ONE DAY!!! AND I ONLY HOPE IT'S BY MY HAND!!! Yeah, but then I'm all happy when he comes back too. Seriously, you should watch me play these damn games. I'm all over the place! I'm all like, "Hayner, you bitch, you couldn't defeat me in 10,000 years. Back the fuck off and let me defend your pussy honor by raping these guys for you. HA!" And on uber difficult, mind you! I raped them all! Then I'm like, "Riku!! Nooooooo!!! Oh, wait, you're still here. No wait! There you go! Nooooooo!" And, of course, I've got this happy thing for Namine, "Hi, Namine. Oh? Drawing my mind away are you? That's cool. Wanna go out sometime?" and then Kairi comes up and says, "Sora you slut! I thought you loved ME!" and then I'm all like, "Kairi, relax! Haven't you heard? I share my love with Everyone." N'e way, that's enough ranting. My favorite paring, I'm sure you can all see it, is Roxas X Namine and Sora X Kairi X Riku... Axel gets no love. LOVE!! dn P.S. To those of you who actually read my journal on an every day type basis,... no I don’t' expect you to understand this at all. No worries, I know you don't play the shibbiest games in the world. *CoughKingdomHeartsCoughCough* Oh yeah, and Symns! This is for you!!  http://illbewaiting.deviantart.com/art/warning-male-chara-in-dress-65345740 Current Mood: Sadistic Current Music: Dearly Beloved - KH Soundtrack (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, November 9th, 2007
7:59 pm	I'm feeling depressed. His blank eyes stared out into the street. There wasn't anything left. Or, rather, there were things left, but he didn't realize it. He didn't understand that there was still so much that could be taken from him. People stared as they passed him, if they even cared to notice him at all. Everything seemed so, so, ... insignificant. Suo stood up slowly. The blanket he had taken as he ran slipped off his bare shoulder. The blood on his face itched, but he didn't want to remove it. Not ever! Suo leaned hard against the brick of the wall again. Everything hurt so badly. Everyone he had loved so much was.. They were.. Suo swallowed hard against the knot in his throat. An officer of the law suddenly appeared next to the boy. "Son? Can I take you somewhere?" Suo's eyes barely shifted from their blank stare directed toward the street. Was there anywhere he could go now? Now that... Suo's blanket was being touched. The officer was tugging on it trying to ask Suo about the blood and state he was in. It had come from HIS throat. That's why Suo didn't want to leave it where it had suddenly found itself, lodged deeply in the officer's own throat. Suo pulled it out quickly, but that man's blood had gotten all over him! He couldn't bear it! "How dare you spill your blood on my..!!!" Suo screamed. He slashed and stabbed with that thing that had killed HIM. "Mine! He was mine!" Suo's actions slowed. "No," He sobbed, "He wasn't just mine. He was more. He was me!" Suo felt the gun's presence. "Now, slowly turn around with your hands up." Said the cop's partner. Suo turned slowly around and even stood up slowly, but he did not raise his hands in surrender. "Put your hands up!" The cop demanded of him. Suo suddenly felt so empty. Not even emotion showed in his face as he looked up to the cop and said, "Now you know my pain. Now you know how it was when my partner died. Try. Try to find me again, but I need to avenge Him. If you can find me before I get my revenge stay away. I will not hesitate to kill." The cop should have fired his gun then, but he had not been able to pull the trigger. All at once the boy was behind him. "I never have before." Suo stated, almost giddily, and disappeared. Yamamata sat at his desk. It had been 7 years since that boy killed a cop in the middle of a busy street and gotten away with it. The cop's partner had just recently applied for a transfer to his district. That man was a foreigner to Japan anyway. A Dutch American. A sodding Nazi Cowboy. A traitor to himself. "We should have never lost that war." Chief Yamamata said to himself, "Had I been there we would never have even lost the Midway Islands." The transfer was accepted anyway, though, because of the foreigner's record. It was almost perfect, even for a Japanese officer. No unnecessary killing, no Yakuza deals, nothing out of the ordinary, in fact. The man was perfectly clean, except for that one incident. The one involving that boy. He had let his partner die and had done nothing to bring in the person responsible. A few transfers after the incident. It either meant that he was either running away from the problem, or seriously thinking of revenge. Either way, it was not something Mr. Yamamata was going to indulge. He was going to stop all the foolishness. It had already been 7 years. What was the point of searching for that boy now? He wouldn't be 15 anymore. "Yes sir. I understand sir. No sir. I won't go after that boy any longer. No, sir, I bear no ill will nor grudge for the boy that killed my partner 7 years ago." Yes he did. Yes he would. That boy had killed his partner right in front of him, but that wasn't all he had done. He had left his partner's young wife to drinking, and soon after, death. He had left their child to orphanism. Their little (just a sec. need a coin...tails = ) girl had come to live with him when she was 10. She was 14 now, and every time he looked at her face he remembered that boy's. He remembered that she was alone now because of that boy. Jozef Hamilton wanted to find that boy, and bring him to justice more than anything else. He hated that boy. No, he hated Suo Shi. It wouldn't be long now. He had a lead. ManaZuru. Sou ManaZuru. He owned and operated the Yakuza affiliated business, ManaZuru. Sou sat behind his desk. He was a young man, but not too many knew that. Mostly because of his usual choice of clothing and hair. Sou always wore a furisode. It's a long unmarried WOMAN's kimono. Sou's hair flowed down to his lower back when it wasn't up in some elaborate style. He had not felt like wearing his furisode today though. He was going to get a visit from a cop today. Not just any cop. The number one cleanest cop in the whole country. So, Sou had just decided to wear some nice jeans and a tight autumn flower shirt. Sou's hair was freshly washed and brushed, slightly perfumed as well, but not too much because all perfumes irritated his senses. Beyond that, Sou had taken no effort to make himself look good. In fact, Sou had applied eyeliner under his eyes to make him look more demonic than usual. However, for some reason Sou had desperately needed a smoke. Kiseru. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
1:52 pm	Alright!!! For all of you who care!!! Some of my comics have been posted online! http://deathmonkeys.deviantart.com/gallery/ It's a direct link and they're all labeled in order and stuff! Please feel free to comment! Anyone who looks gets a free treat! Especially my daughter, Symns! Yup! Invite your friends to read! Invite your enemies to read! Everyone read read read!!!!! Dn!!!!! LOOOOOVVVVEEE!!! Current Mood: chipper (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, October 6th, 2007
1:12 pm	It's the perfect time of year Somewhere far away from here I feel fine enough, I guess Considering everything's a mess. There's a restaurant down the street Where hungry people like to eat I could walk, but I'll just drive It's colder than it looks outside. It's like a dream - you try to remember but it's gone, then ya Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya Try to see the world beyond your front door. Take your time cos the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile, when ya Realise that a guy my size might take a while, just to Try to figure out what all this is for. It's the perfect time of day To throw all your cares away Put the sprinkler on the lawn And run through with my gym shorts on. Take a drink right from the hose And change into some drier clothes Climb the stairs up to my room Sleep away the afternoon. It's like a dream - you try to remember but it's gone, then ya Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya Try to see the world beyond your front door. Take your time cos the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile, when ya Realise that a guy my size might take a while, just to Try to figure out what all this is for. Pinch Me Pinch Me Cos I'm still asleep. Please God Tell Me That I'm still asleep On an evening such as this It's hard to tell if I exist If I Packed the car and leave this town Who will notice that I'm not around? I could hide out under there I just made you say 'underwear' I could leave but I'll just stay All my stuff's here anyway. It's like a dream - you try to remember but it's gone, then ya Try to scream but it only comes out as a yawn, when ya Try to see the world beyond your front door. Take your time cos the way I rhyme's gonna make you smile, when ya Realise that a guy my size might take a while, just to Try to figure out what all this is for. Try to figure out what all this is for. Try to see the world beyond your front door. Try to figure out what all this is for.x3 Current Mood: apathetic (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, October 1st, 2007
2:01 am	AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGH!!! It makes me so fecking unhappy!! There's nothing more aggrivating than this!! I absolutely love that damn comic and ... and... IT HASN'T BEEN UPDATED IN ALMOST A YEAR!!!! Now, maybe that shit's being published somewhere, but it works better for me as a free thing. I'm NOT gonna just go off and buy it. I'll give you money to let me read it once, but ... Oh who the fuck are we kidding, I just need to know where to buy it. Damn!!! And if it's not being published ... FUCK!! WHAT THE FUCK!?! EVERYTHING I FIND ON THE NET AND LOVE BECOMES... dead. (Whoa just realised Dean is one letter away from Dead) anyway. Ooh! Look at me, I'm a fucking blue water boy that likes getting his ass pounded by the Auzzie guy. Now I've discovered something super interesting, and everyone wants and needs to know how I'm gonna handle the situation, but no!! FUCK YOU ALL!! I'm just gonna walk over here and ... not kill things. Mmmm. Fuck. I'm in love with the healer navy blue haired sexi thing, but fuck if I care because I'm DEAD!! Fucking Dead!! Fuck!!!! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! Current Mood: pissed off (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 26th, 2007
10:44 pm	Right! After much deliberation! I have decided on this one! There might be others that I'm just as proud of, but this one rocks my happy sexi socks. Whoa! The red 'you spelled something wrong' lines are in my livejournal. Shweet. N'e way, you should all check out my user pics, you may get a shibby kick out of the new ones. Hmm, After thinking again, I won't use the sexi one just yet. I shall, instead, put the Oh Shit one out. Yeah. LOVES!! dn Current Mood: artistic Current Music: Lilly Allen - Thanks Symns (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, September 24th, 2007
7:17 pm	/ \!! I'm all sad now. I lost my Rin. The one where he eats the Heart-dog (Tee hee!). Mm. Not nice. Wait wait!! It was in "I am Loved" all along!! Here!! http://www.astrangefruit.net/images/rin_eat_dn.jpg now you may all see my happy obsession who doesn't appear much, but s'okay because I have a pic of him ettin a heart-dog and I love it!! I'm gonna make it one of my user pics! "More proof that I am heartless!" that's what I'll naim it!! EEEEEEEEE! Rin-Dono ate my heart!!! ... Maybe I shouldn't say this stuff, and why oh why does he just keep gettin more respect out of me? Rin, then Rin-kun, but that didn't suit him at all!! Then Rin-san, but that sounded funny, Then Rin-sama, oh hells yeah! and now Rin-dono... Yeah, I can kinda see it, but he's not my lord just yet. Whee though. Totally Whee. ^-^ In a world where there's just not enough death, there's Rin-dono. Yup, I think I'll leave him at that. Mm. The only problem is that no matter how uber happy I am I keep wanting to show that lovely artest my ... perfectly normal obsession with.. normal obsession? ... yup.. Maybe I'll have Rin Guest appear in my comic Welcome To Life, and he'll kill Axe instead of the crazy drug guy and I hope I'm not ruining it for everyone. Tho there really won't be a reason for Rin-dono to do that. I mean, Axe really and truely is a nobody. ... Axe!!! AAAAHH! Axe was already Xy so they made him Axel! I knew Square Enix was watching me!! ..But no one else is. Why? Am I not amusing? I think everyone in the world should read this particular post. - .- - - - _ . _ <. <. look . - _ . - .> .>look . - / . \ - - ~sigh . ~ I hope you can all see the four faces I have in there. Eyes closed, looking right, looking left, then the sigh face. Seems almost pointless if I have to explain it, but LJ always smooshes them. Uh, take out most of .. all but for of the . and you'll have the pics. the 4 .'s by the < & >'s. I don't really understand it, but I really want the artist of Strange Fruit to read this one. N'e way. Gotta go. Loves and junk... Riku Sora X let's just let me be wierd for a minute. dn Current Mood: jealous Current Music: no one reads to me (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, September 21st, 2007
9:07 am	This song is so perfectly wonderful. Sung and written by Akeboshi Cultivate your hunger before you idealize. Motivate your anger to make them all realize. Climbing the mountain, never coming down. Break into the contents, never falling down. My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve, Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door. A man railed at me twice though, but I didn't care. Waiting is wasting for people like me. Don't try to live so wise. Don't cry 'cause you're so right. Don't dry with fakes or fears, 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end. (Repeats) You say, "Dreams are dreams. "I ain't gonna play the fool anymore." You say, "'Cause I still got my soul." Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down. Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom. Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing. You still are blind, if you see a winding road, 'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see. Don't try to live so wise. Don't cry 'cause you're so right. Don't dry with fakes or fears, 'Cause you will hate yourself in the end. (Repeats) Brought to you by: http://www.animelyrics.com/anime/naruto/windwaisodo.htm You can listen to it there too. I had more, but I'll just post, 'cause I gotta reply to someone's loving querry to my "someone you know is creepy" comment.... yeah... This'll be both hard and super easy. LOVES!! dn Current Mood: mellow Current Music: Wind... the song not the thing (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 11th, 2007
5:28 pm	Right Okay, so I have a problem I'm in Texas and I want to get something from my apartment in Bloomington. The keys to the apartment are in La Salle and It is a larger item so it would take a van without back seats, or a trailer to move it. No one, Includeing my "Father," will help me out. I know it's asking a lot, and I wouldn't be able to pay anyone back for a while, but I am at a loss for what to do! I need a table out of that apartment, and no one will do it for me. More importantly, I need to return the keys. The apartments are threatening me because I still have the keys to the apartment, and they're in Fecking La Salle. Becca still hates my guts, Kari can't drive, I don't have Steph's phone number, and Symns, I love you, but I can't think of any way for you to help me either, unless your parents would be willing to help out, and frankly, I don't think they like me that much. I wish I were still there, but I can't be... AAARRRRGH!! I'm getting a fecking ulser because I can't be in Illinois right now! I only have till Thursday... ugh. I hate people. Love you all, dn Current Mood: pissed off (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, September 7th, 2007
2:13 pm	Dan Balan Sugar Tunes Numa Numa Lyrics Alright everybody, to the best of my ability and becuase you can't find them anywhere else. Here they are, the infamous Dan Balan Numa Numa Lyrics, because they're just so damn good: Stuck in my mind This melody mine Mai-a-hee Mai-a-ha ha Stuck in my mind This melody mine Mai-a-hee Mai-a-ha ha I found my role The gold is too cold I chose the yellow tie It fit well with her eyes Two weeks in a row With the aching hottie melon on that tree It wasn't me I just found a way to say it! Sugar Tunes from nowhere made my day Numa Numa mai-a Numa numa numai-a Jumped untill I broke the O-Zone plane I'm so glad I did it my way! The gates are closed I came so close She said, you gotta try to listen to the signs Two weeks in a row With the aching hottie melon on that tree It wasn't me I just found a way to say it! Sugar Tunes from nowhere made my day Numa Numa mai-a Numa numa numai-a Jumped untill I broke the O-Zone plane I'm so glad I did it my way! Sugar Tunes from nowhere made my day Numa Numa mai-a Numa numa numai-a Jumped untill I broke the O-Zone plane I'm so glad I did it my way! Stuck in my mind This melody mine Mai-a-hee Mai-a-ha ha Stuck in my mind This melody mine Mai-a-hee Mai-a-ha ha Mai-a Mai-a Mai-a Mai-a-ha ha Mai-a Mai-a Mai-a Mai-a-ha ha Sugar Tunes Sugar Tunes from nowhere made my day Numa Numa mai-a Numa numa numai-a Jumped untill I broke the O-Zone plane I'm so glad I did it my way! Sugar Tunes from nowhere made my day Numa Numa mai-a Numa numa numai-a Jumped untill I broke the O-Zone plane I'm so glad I did it my way! Remember people! I strive for lyric perfection! If You have any suggestions!!! TELL ME!!! http://www.myspace.com/balanmusic Loves!! dn Current Mood: Listening intently (Comment on this)
Monday, September 3rd, 2007
11:54 am	Okay, I'm getting really annoied All I want to do is watch some XXXHOlic, but YouTube has happily made that impossible! Piss on your new rules! Fuck you Google, you usurpers of freedom! The fun part about anime is fecking watching it! Where can I get it for free now, eh? One through about five are free in english, but I've watched those to death already. I want something new. I guess I could go and watch more Ouran or something, but I don't really want to. I wanted to watch HOlic... ah well... N'e way, I'm going to put on some Spirited Away and possibly write. It SO inspires me to write. Feel the impressive power of The Miyazaki. I want all of his films. Along with the films of that one guy, oh yeah, and that other dude. Well, it's official. Sam and I have moved back to Texas. I wasn't expecting it or I would have come say goodbye. At least to my beloved little daughter, who, by the way, have we noted is older than me?... Yeah, and I'm eatting Almonds. Did you know Cyanide smells like Almonds? Aspects of Cyanide can be found in peach pits? a salt of hydrocyanic acid, as potassium cyanide, KCN. Any of various salts or esters of hydrogen cyanide containing a CN group, especially the extremely poisonous compounds potassium cyanide and sodium cyanide. a nitrile, as methyl cyanide, C2H3N. We love Cya. Glad he got the girl in the end. Crappy ending that it was. verb (used with object) to treat with a cyanide, as an ore in order to extract gold. tr.v. cy·a·nid·ed, cy·a·nid·ing, cy·a·nides To treat (a metal surface) with cyanide to produce a hard surface. To treat (an ore) with cyanide to extract gold or silver. 1826, coined from cyan-, comb. form for carbon and nitrogen compounds, from Gk. kyanos "dark blue enamel, lapis lazuli" (probably a non-IE word) + chemical ending -ide. So called because it first had been obtained by heating the dye pigment powder known as Prussian blue Wow. This stuff is facinating! I love it! Anyway. Fishie Fishie Fishie Fish! TTYL! talk to ya laters! Aidz! dn Current Mood: Runescape? Yes, I think so. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, August 16th, 2007
6:40 am	I'm gonna kick myself for doing this, but.... I've been working on one entry for a while, and I'm not sure anyone's gonna see it anytime soon... I'm slow and all. AAAH!! Sora and Roxis are the same person!! They can't have ... ANYTHING!! Nothing besides a happy, "Hey, I'm your nobody. Sucks for me and stuff, huh?" "Sure does buddy? Want to have some 'cream with me?" (cream in this instance is purely pure and is meaning ICE cream... not ooy gooy cream from ... you know) 'S it. Sora and Riku.. They're best friends!!! Leave those happy strait boys alone for once!! Sora and Kairi are fine, cause they're cute together and stuff. Riku and Kairi are fine 'cause Riku's fine anyway and Kairi works well with him, but the best comboa of all of them are: Riku X Kairi X Sora and then Axel and Roxas. ... Oh hells yeah, and you know it's true! Well, I'd best be off, just letting you all know I'm alive. Supe's on!! dn Current Mood: giggly (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 17th, 2007
5:46 pm	Hmm. I agree with Symns there. If you're not a serious writer, don't talk like you know anything. It's stupid. I dare you to write something half amus...wait n'e one can write something half amusing, even if it's just because we're all laughing at you because you were the dumb fuck that wrote it. No I dare you to write something truely interesting to the public at large. N'e way, I'm having fun, looks like that's it for Becca and me, which sucks beyond words, but I'm done crying over it all now. I was kinda hoping we could all go out trick-or-treating this Halloween and it would be uber shibby, but meh. I'm writing a new book. It's cool. I'll update you all more later. Love and Doom. Dn Current Mood: complacent (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 20th, 2007
12:40 pm	I miss Onikun. I miss him much. But apparently he doesn't remember me or something. That's not very fun. Anyway! Sorry for not updating for such a long time and stuff! But here it is. I have been very buisy with my suck ass job and the damnable curced bitches that I worked with. I have also quit my job as of *8:45 this morning. It was fun, just kinda telling her that I was out and stuff, but now I will be super ultra buisy figuring out the rest of my life and where it's going. I kinda feel like Fox. I like Fox. My baby sometimes remindes me of Fox. N'e way, as Las Vegas is not an option(I don't think our car would make it) I must now go out and apply for happy jobs and or move again. Not sure where I'll be moving or even If I will be moving, but I was kinda thinking back to Texas. As much as I missed that water here, I really did like it down there. Anyway. Send me some love. By now you should all have my e-mail address, but if not here it is. GildedOmission@hotmail.com I am a jewel encrused sex macina and have no room for legs in my attic anymore. Beings as I currently don't have an attic I'm sure that won't prove to be a problem. N'e way, I will try to update more and stuff as time passes so that I can keep in touch with you all, but I can't promice n'e thing. Loves and Death people. Oh yes, and Fire, people, I can't stress this enough. Dean Gillett Current Mood: Delerious (4 Comments |Comment on this)