Eclectic

To Prozen: I happen to use only paint for my banners as well. I was merely complimenting Emme. If you have a problem with that, I suggest you take it up with me elsewhere. And if I was eino, which I obviously am not, I wouldn't post twice with different usernames. To Emme: I have a few good sites, but they're all on the favourites list of my other account. I can PM them to you later. If not tomorrow, then definitely this weekend.

I have a fear of any and all flying insects. Irrational, I know, but I can't help it. If a bug flys anywhere near me, I swing whatever is in my hands at it and start shaking. To date, I haven't seriously injured anyone but most people try to keep away just in case.

I couldn't find a place I really wanted my username, so I left it out.

The text wasn't really meant to be read.

I wrote this while listening to Linkin Park's 'Easier To Run'. It's not really how I feel right now, but maybe it kind of is. I don't know. Just leave your opinions and such. --------- If I run far enough And fast enough This pain will all melt away And I won't be so lost Isn't that what will happen? Isn't it? If I try hard enough No one will see the wounds of my flesh And the scars cut so deep No one one will see my fear And the taunting it brings Isn't that what will happen? Isn't it? If I die here and now No one will notice The world can pass me by And I won't know of it The years can fade away And no one will remember me Or my faults Or my mistakes Or my pain Or my fears Isn't that what will happen? Isn't it?

Lauren sat in her guidance counselor's office, playing with her lighter and listening to the same speech she heard everytime she got a little angry. It's not like it really hurt anyone...except for those security guards, but that had been a special case. They deserved those burns for trying to kick her out of the mall. "Lauren, are you listening to me?" "Huhn, what? Umm, yeah, controlling my anger, not playing with fire, et cetera, et cetera. Are we done here?" The counselor sighed, probably thinking she'd never get through to her. "I'd like you to come back tomorrow around noon. Do you think you can do that?" At that moment, her two-way rang, alerting her to a new text message. She glanced at it and its message. Smirking a bit, she looked at the counselor. "So sorry, but I'm afraid I'll have to cancel that appointment tomorrow. And the ones for the rest of the next...oh...two weeks. Bye now." She got up and walked out the door. "Wait! What exactly happened?" "Uhh...some relative died?" "Would you like to talk about it?" "Maybe later..." Lauren headed out the office building, thinking that this new mission couldn't have come at a better time.

Of course it's not. No matter what, if someone wants to carry a weapon, they'll find a way. I also have the same problem. Since my lunch is so early, I have to carry five periods' worth of books plus my purse, planner, and sketchbook (which is nice and empty). Anyways, if they were really concerned about back problems, they would allow backpacks and shoulderpacks, which would keep you from stooping under the weight of the books. But that's just my opinion.

Great banner, especially since you're only using paint.

It could be better...much better... I will go complain to someone else now and laugh at it later. That's about all it's good for anyway.

I love your banner, especially the pixeled background. It goes very well with Vash's serious persona.

Name: Aurora Marsters Age: 23 Race: human Business: Yushi no Yami Weapons: broadsword, twin colts Description: see attachment; dark grey eyes, around 5'7 Bio: Aurora has trained as a demon hunter since she was able to hold a gun properly. Ever since, she has trained and perfected herself and her technique, becoming cold, calloused, and impersonal over the years. She joined Yushi no Yami to further her perfection.

Depending on how bad the accident was, compensation makes sense. If you've sprained your ankle, gotten a papercut, or done something else idiotic that had nothing to do with the company, it makes no sense. But if some faulty design or such is to blame and you're unable to work for a long stretch of time, cannot find another job, or left emotionally tramtized, then compensation is justified. But some of the things people sue for are just ridiculus(sp). I'll stop my ranting now.

Hail to the chibi strips! ^_^ I love all of them. They all recieve my highest ratings.

I've made yet another banner, this time from the movie Underworld. The lyrics in the background are from 'System' on the Queen of the Damned soundtrack. Leave comments and such. Oh, and the white centered at the bottom says: Why is everything so f***ing hard for me? From the same song as the other lyrics.

I'm being idiotic with this signup, so I'm sure there will be things I'll need to change. Just PM me. I hope this one does better too. ^_~ ------ Name: Lauren Vauhn Codename: Fury Age: 19 Occupation: Freshman in college Identity: The authorities in the states mentioned below believe Lauren is a pyromanic/terrorist. No one else knows of her powers. Legal status: Citizen of US, criminal record; naturalized citizen of Canada, clean record Group Affiliation: Mutant Brigade. Northern Sector, Ontario Division, Toronto Section, Group Blueberry Eyes: storm grey Hair: Fire engine red with black streaks (also tends to change frequently) Strength Level: Lauren possesses the normal strength of a person of her age who engage in moderate regular exercise. Mutation Type: controls fire to a certain extent Known superhuman power: When she's angry (which is often), her hair ignites and burns orange with bits of yellow when she's not too mad or violet with bits of crimson when she's on a rampage. Occasionally, her eyes will also look like they're on fire, just for effect.; can control flames when in a moderate temper Identifying quote and Special quirk: (see sig for quote); Secretly drools over Justin Timberlake, Benji, and Joel while publicly preaching the word that is Evanescence, System of a Down, Vendetta Red, and others. Special limitations: Refuses to go near preppy people; cannot enter the states of Delaware, Pennsylvania, New Jersey or New York without being arrested on sight; has anger management classes three times a week; extremely moody Others: Lauren carries a lighter wherever she goes, usually lighting it at random. Lauren was first arrested, and first learned of her powers, was thirteen and yelled at one of her teachers in a museum and burned a priceless piece of American history. She was banned from the museum and later moved. The same thing happened whenever she lost her temper. ----- PS: Editted and hoping everything's okay now.

Name: Maharet Age: 526 Race: vampyre Appearance: see attachment Bio: Maharet watched the first war from the sidelines, not wanting to become too involved with anyone, especially a human. She fell in love anyway, only to receive a broken heart once he learned she was a vampyre. Since then, her heart has hardened and she fights to try and escape the anguish enternity has left her to. Personality: quiet, brooding, and sometimes violent Weapon(s): longsword and dagger

I go to a catholic school and personally I hate it. I'm forced to study a religion I find hypocritical for the most part (no offense to anyone) and I'm a year behind all my friends in public school. Another problem: It's not co-ed and there's a cat fight just about every day.

Evita walked into the park, humming quietly to herself and swinging her bat at the grass. Up ahead were D-Bear, AkaSuki, and Adrianne. She didn't much feel like talking and looked for a way around. Finding none, she turned and tried walking away when someone called her name. Sighing, she shouldered her bat and stopped. "Top of the world, God speaking, to whom may I direct you?" ----- OOC: I said she was random, not sane.

I never really noticed the lips before... Thanks for telling me.

Name: Evita Monroe Gender: Female Age: 15 Hair: reddish brown and in cornrows Eyes: hazel Height: 5'8 Talent or Skill: lock picking Self Defense Weapon: baseball bat Reason You have a street life: Evita preferred a place where life was real, not like some TV show. The streets seemed to be the only place she's find that. Personality: random, prone to fits of violence and/or anger, but other than that, a kind, all-around nice person. ------ As always, PM me if anything's wrong.

I'm still new at my style as well. As for the legs, it was one of my first drawings and I've been trying to create my own style.

They're the legs of jeans, cut off around the knees and held up by leather cords. It just seemed like a good and completely random idea at the time. Here's another random drawing of mine, done in the same way as the other one.

To maladjusted: I didn't think about the left hand until after I inked it and couldn't do anything about it. And no, I wasn't going for chibi, but since it's model after me and I'm short, so is she. Glad you like her hair. I want mine like that, but I don't want to cut it. To Meteora: What's wrong with the bottom half of her outfit? Glad ya like, especially since it was so random.

A few of my newest poems. All of them are pretty random. Hope you enjoy anyway. -------- Caged Ever feel like You're stuck in a box? No matter how hard you fight Or how hard you struggle You'll always be stuck in that box For some It's their home For others It's their current job And for still others It's the life they lead Everyday Closing in Folding over Getting smaller and smaller and smaller Until there's no more room And their Box is a Cage And they're put on display Like an animal in a zoo Glad you know how they must feel ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Like An Angel From Above (An ode to a friend of mine) Thanks for being there For putting up with me For listening to me For sticking by me But I should have known you'd always be there You stood by me in life Though I didn't always know it So I know you're there now Thank You I Love You ------ Leave comments and such, if you wish.

Hey, it's Fox-Boy! ^_^ I like this, if only for him... Too bad I can't remember his name.