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I know what you mean Xeno. When i'm frustrated (like last nght when my hw on my computer disappeared) I just want to hurt myself. Or when Im feeling emotionless and just want to make sure I'm not numb to everything...

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You want to know what I don't understand? You go to most chats on the net, and a majority of the people don't care if gays marry. And I've never met anyone all that against gay people, so is it just politicians and religous people? Not even all religous people, though.

I'd give Lain from serial expiriements lain a stress ball. I mean, eek! Her life really sucks! (Even if she is "God" or whatever) And I'd give Miaka (FY) some food. Maybe she'd give me the book in return so I can get sucked into it! :)

Maki looked to where the group was heading. She thought then of her finished job. Curiousity filled her and she playfully followed them, too quiet to be heard. They were loud, but she always could use some people to be around. She had gotten quite bored doing her jobs alone.

Maki, looked at the boy like he was raving mad. Quietly, "If you're not SeeD soldiers, do you always talk so [I]loud[/I] in enemy territory?" Looks to the leader of the group. "If you don't happen to be SeeD soldiers, why are you here? If you're playing, I have work to do." Maki looked to the woman scathingly. [I]I'm not in the mood for children''s games![/I] She thought angrily.

Maki muttered savagely and swung out of the shadow, daggers in each hand. Crouched in a threatening geture she sneered at the strangers. "SeeD soldiers?" She asked, more to herself than any of the group. Ready for a rumble, she looked first at the one who had spoken, the man, second at the apparent leader, strong and silent, then at the olat member of the group.

And take up a hobby! look, i have a hobby! I draw, tho my drawing times been taken up by my recent obsession with the o boards... And I understand now, she is your sana! you guys are sweet to eachother :)

lol, you guys are confusing me. Is sana of Asgard your Sana, or just a different Sana? Sigh... but, you made me laugh. but that may just be the sugar high. Shorty, I sent you a pm.

Loki of Asgard... Sana of Asgard.... WIC IS CONFUSED!!! *cries* anyway, unloading is better than keeping it to yourself and feeling alone.

Maki looked at the base. She was a assasin, but not part of the rebel group. She hadn't even heard of it yet. Her new job was a personal one. It was mere coincidence that it was near the SeeD base. Hearing a large group of bumbling people coming her way, she hid in the shadow of a scorched oak. Listening, she estimated there were two people, but there could be more if the others aren't as loud. Silently, she waited for them to pass, hand on her dagger holster on the inside of her right sleeve.

Name: Maki Higuya Age: 16 Job: assasin Weapon: Daggers hidden in pockets and sleeves Appearance: She's short and kind of plump, but in an attractive way. Her hair is dyed black for her job and her eyes are bright blue. Other than the black cloths, you would never now what her actual job is. She's bright and cheerful, but when it comes time to fight, she's deadly. She wears black clothes, but she has a varied wardrobe. Bio: She almost seems like a normal teenager, but no one has ever seen past the sweet exterior to the desperate core. Inside, she just wants to get on with her life the best she can, she makes the most of it. Her parents, she never talks of. She just appeared alone, no one knows where she came from. She addresses everything with exitement, but inside, she rarely cares. One day, she will find one that will reach her lost heart. (was that too sappy? I do that sometimes)

Eeeep! thriller, suspense. Anything tastes good with suspense! XD I like your writing style! (and I like the word eeeep)

I don't understand all the prejudice against gays. Ban a person from a specific race from something, and its illegal, ban gays from getting a marriage liscence and its common sense? I don't understand that one bit.

I respect your beliefs. On the other hand, it feels good to talk to people who have an unbiased opinion of you. Its better to unload on strangers sometimes.

Aren't you a little pissy, Crimson? We all just gave our advice and opinions. And this is what we are going to stand by. And I think I'll be the first to tell you... if you "didn't want this to be a debate" you "wouldn't have replied" After all, Otaku Boards is for discuusing things. A debate was going to happen, especially after you sealed it with your Muslim remark. I'm sorry, but I've never met a Christian that doesn't get along with Muslims. It doesn't even seem like that big of a stereotype.

This was for my creative writing class. [I]Ash flew through the blistering air, settling in the young girl?s hair. She stood there, an emotion just off of apathy showing on her dirty face. Tears ran down her cheeks, smearing cinders across them. A long cut spread across her right fore arm, coming[/I] I ran across, using my shining silver blade to make a path through the field that thrummed with chaos. Missing all the monster?s beasts, I slayed all the ones that I hated so much. Men screamed as I passed and ended their worthless lives. Cowardice wasn?t like me, but the signal to retreat had sounded. Many of my comrades must have been wounded and slaughtered. As long as I am going this way, I?ll get rid of the useless wretches. I heard a sobbing, something full of confusion and sorrow. Behind a large piece of rubble a girl, maybe fourteen, lay curled up in a ball of frightened misery. She wore a ragged cotton dress, stained with the fruits of war, crimson and shining. The dress stuck to her sweating body as she quivered in the warm air. Taking her up in my arms, she stared at me in bewilderment. Putting my arm around her waist, I started for our fortress that was on the edge of the attacked town. Running with her frail figure in my arm was no problem for me. Finally, I reached the walls of spiked wood. Still carrying the girl, I looked out onto the battlefield to see if any of the other men still alive were out there. Grimly, I shut the gate. I had seen so many blue uniforms stained with crimson. Setting the girl on the ground, I examined her. Probably a farmer?s daughter from town, though I did not recognize her. Then again, I rarely tangled with the town?s people. Brown hair, near the same color as mine, ran in gritty strings onto her shoulders. Teary eyes were brown and full of mourning. She wore simple clothes and no adornments that the wealthy adored to decorate themselves in. Thin, but not unhealthily so, I can guess that the boys in town spent their afternoons trying to woo her. ?Who?s that?? A gruff voice said from behind me. Turning to face the General, I bowed deeply in respect. He looked scrutinizing at the girl, his face showing no opinion. ?I couldn?t leave a child on the battle field, General Toei, sir.? My voice is hard as I salute him, daring him to say anything. He took the bait, to my disgust. ?She can?t be that much older than you. How old are you, child?? ?F-fifteen.? The girl shivered and looked up at the big man through thick eyelashes. He easily towered over her. ?See, Hikari, she?s no younger than you are.? The man laughed through his red beard and patted my back in amusement. Glaring at him, I left to wash up. Water dripped on my black coat, darkening the fabric. My black coat always set me apart from the rest of my companions, because I refused to wear the cobalt uniforms issued by Toei. I covered my face in soap and washed away the blood that I had spilled all day. Me, a child! The idea makes me laugh. I have more blood on my hands than an executioner. I rinsed out my dark auburn hair and relaxed. Sitting on my bunk, I looked at a star shaped birthmark on my right wrist. It was the color of oak and the size of a grape. The mark had run in my family. A scar raced down my arm, touching one of the points. I sat back, my eyes drooped. So tired? I have to take a nap. ?Come on, Mommy! Kali said she?d be on top off the hill waiting!? The young girl ran through the meadow. A woman, laugh lines framing her face and eyes crinkled in joy, followed. Suddenly the woman stopped. The child turned to chide her mother when she saw the smoke. ?Mommy, what?s that?? An arrow flew through the warm air and there was no answer. The young girl screamed. I woke from the nightmare I relive every night sweating. The crew was having dinner together, so I headed to the mess hall. Sitting in my usual seat, I noticed a chair for the girl had been set across the table. She sat there dazed, staring down at her food as if it wasn?t there. Men ate quietly in respect. Seats remained empty after the battle. Toei walk through the door. ?Men, as you all know, we lost eight men today. Can we have a moment of silence for them?? Men bowed their heads and battled tears. The only one that would not be looked down upon if I should shed a tear, I had still never done so for years. The death of comrades was part of my job. I never got close to any of them. ?The good news is we left more of their dead on the field. Child, we?ll return you to what?s left of the town once the Asha clan clears out. Until then, you?re welcome to share in what we here have to give. Hikari, would you share a room with her tonight?? I nodded and the girl smiled at me bleakly. Then she looked towards Toei nervously. ?But when Asha leaves, I?ll have no one to return to. They are the only family I have.? At her words, my heart ran cold and my veins flowed with fire and ice, jumbled together to make my mind stop all thoughts. A low growl came from my throat and I jumped up and drew out my sword. Pointing it at her frightened face, I sneered. ?I will not break bread with a murderer! You have no right to be here! You are with the dirty rats that ruined my life!? I made for her throat with my blade; killing is an act I carried out with no thought. There was no home for me because of them! No parents! No life! Thick arms held me down to the wood floor, tearing my sword out of my sweating palms. The men carried me to my bunk and left me there. The girl stood with her hands wringing behind here back. Toei looked to her apologetically. ?We, in no way, blame you for being part of the Asha Clan. As was stated before, you are but a child. Hikari means no harm, in her own way. She has her reasons.? ?How am I but a child while you never refer to her as the same. We are both fifteen.? ?When Hikari was only five, the last time she was truly a child, her village was attacked by your clan. They left only her as a survivor. This village had no contact with the outside world, miles away from any other town. It was a year before we were traveling through the parts and found the savage woman of six. She had lived thirteen months from what she had and what she could forage. Hate, mourning, and solitude had driven her crazy, and in time left her almost inhuman. Taking her in, she relearned how to act. Try as we might, we could never keep her out of the battles, especially with raiders like Asha.? Toei poured himself a drink. ?Killing become an instinct, and now I?m beginning to wonder if she?s returning to how she had been when we found her. Now, what?s your name, child?? ?Kali. And I have no one, no family. Only the Asha clan to call my own. I?ve always been alone. They were the ones to take me in when I was young and an orphan. Today was my first day helping on the field.? I woke with a start as horns sounded. Getting dressed quickly, I prepared for the oncoming battle. Men grumbled about the early morning as my spirit rose and I grabbed my sword. First out the gate, I looked at the field. Normally I?d consider it a town. Now, most of the buildings had been burned down and the inhabitants that were still alive sat waiting in an underground tunnel in fear. The cobblestone road was cover in the dead and rubble and Asha warriors. The wind blew my cloack around, the cold air made my shoulder guards freezing cold. Letting out a war cry, I released all of my emotions and let the battle engulf me. Asha men came at me with swords, axes, and spears. Defeating them all before I even broke a sweat gave me confidence. The battle went on. The reasons for the fighting were forgotten as men fell to the ground in pain. A man wearing nothing but a pair of breeches wounded my bare arm and blood seeped out the slash, reminding me of the wound I was given as a child on the opposite arm. Adrenaline covered up the ache in the injured area. Finally the battle wore down, us, yet again, leaving in victory. A horse galloped across the field, its rider hooded and wearing only one thing atop it?s clothing: an Asha seal. Going faster and faster to the raider?s camp, the Asha was approaching me. Having no mercy for the piece of scum, as the rider passed, I cut her down. The girl the men had tried to keep me from killing last night lay on the ground, bloodied. Looking at her with no emotion, Toei came behind me. Eyebrows knitted together he looked at me, his eyes filled with disappointment. Killing a child. But she is an Asha! She deserved what she got, all Asha are murdering dogs. ?I guess you killed Kali in the end.? ?Kali?!? I snapped wildly, turning to him. ?What do you mean? Are you telling me this Asha girl was named Kali! How? no? it?s not?? This can?t be the same girl! I knelt down beside the limp body and lifted up the right arm. Horrified, I stared at the birthmark. It was the same size and shape as mine. Turning from her, held my sword in my hands. I realized what killing had done to me, what a monster I had become. Was it really worth it to get revenge? I killed the last member of my family, my own twin. I?m done killing. I can?t do it anymore. Facing myself another day, the face of a murderer in the mirror, was over with. Tell me what you think!

Maybe the face of anime doesn't change, maybe anime has many faces? Maybe all the different genres have their own face? Just a thought.

Heehee, I'd take anyone's neopet's account if they want! jk. Ahh, they changed the guild thing lately... now I have to change everything, too.

I liked it lots! (Heehee, not a very structured sentence I wrote) Anyway, it really feels suspensful (sp?) And already a antogonist worth reading about. (That is if the owner guy is the antogonist)

Yeah, but that job sounded like a very important job... maybe this is foreshadowing that there's something wrong with the job! Now I'm hooked.

Ahh, and before that, there was Astro Boy. The face is always changing, I think, because anime is always changing. New genres are created, changing it forever. Personally, if I saw some anime characters for the first time, I wouldn't recgnize them. But most, I see and have different feelings about them. Did any of that make any sense. Well, anyway, I have to go for now. I have homework. Due tomorrow. *sigh*

Is this supposed to say all college students are on drugs? O.o sorry, just a thought.

I don't like him anymore. Did I mention he came to school today drunk? I don't want friends like that. I'm sure some of you drink, but I've never started the habit and I don't plan to.

And plus, putting up curly hair must be a pain, and I rarely draw anyone with hair that's down unless I want to make them look plain or they actually do have curly hair. Curly hair is hard to draw, and less fun with cool details like highlights, but that's just my opinion.