Corey

I love my sleep too much. Lately I've been sleeping way too much. It's summer here, I've been out of school for about one-and-a-half months, and I'm far too lazy. I will get to sleep at about one in the morning (central)and get up about two(cental). Thirteen hours of sleep. I'm just about dead the next day. When I do pull all nighters it's because I'm nervous about something, or have a game that is due back the next day. That reminds me... I have to return Kenetica tomarrow...

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I'm pretty sure he is talking about yours Wolf. You are the starter of this thread after all.

OOC: Just out of curiosity, when is the person playing Bahamut going to show his face? _____________________________________________ 5:50 am I was awake long before anyone else. Early in the morning I had awaken from my nightmare. I walked to the beach and steped into the waves. A flash of violet light filled my vision. I dropped to my knees and held my throbbing head. A few second later I stood up. My face was placid and emotionless. My eyes moved. I cried out in surprse only to find that I made no sound. I walked over to the others. My eyes scanned them as a bilding hate drew up inside of me. My eyes were jerked away again, this time to the peeking sun. It was just showing it's first rays over the waves. I heard a voice well up inside of my head. [b]???-[/b] [font=arial]'This body is rather weak. How [i]do[/i] you manage?'[/font] [b]Ryan-[/b] 'Who are you?' I spoke inside of my mind. [b]???-[/b] [font=arial]'You know.'[/font] I gasped as my body laid down. The New Evil, Bahamut, has taken over my mind. I was being possesed. 7:30 am My body stood up and stretched. [b]Bahamut-[/b] [font=arial]'Now what whould you do now?'[/font] The pain was escrutiating. I could feel the very synapses of my brain being picked apart. I screamed in the small corner of my mind that was still my own. My eyes captured Lauren and Lailaths ears twitching. They looked around worried. They heard me. By some miracle they had heard me. He drove pain into my brain again and surpressed my screams. He started walking over to the group, smiling.

I would try it but I have better things to spend my money on than a 300 dollar fake gun. Maybe when I get a full time job...

I love it. It's great tale of how life really is. [b]8/10[/b] I also like the one in your sig.

Just thought I'd offer. :)

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Solid Snake [/i] [B][color=teal] Honestly, all of you people make me laugh with your over-the-moon possibilities. :) [/color][/B][/QUOTE] This enrages me... Many of the good programs, PS7.0 6.0 etc, have Macintosh counterparts. I subscibe to a Macintosh magazine and have seen many very good graphics programs for it. Soon Kazza will be making a Mac model. When it does I will immediately download it and start the download for PS 7.0. Why pay 750$ for it? To genkai_yyh, I could e-mail you a copy of PS 2.0. It's not much but it should give you a better understanding of the higher programs. The only thing is is that I would have to e-mail it to you in chunks...

If you PM me with her parents full name, or hers, I can probably find them for you. It might take a while but I can do it.

At the risk of sounding dumb, imagine that :naughty:, what exatly is airsoft?

Of course I know.

heh... Just what you need. A bigger head. Nah, I'm just joking around. I really like it CWB. 9.5/10 And just out of curiosity, do you have a cat in all of your banners?

Hee hee... [quote] [b]Mister Rogers-[/b] Won't you be my neighbor? [/quote] I had to! I just had to!

The last Simpsons episode I saw was the one where they get the record for the SPOILER fattest town. Then Homer says "In your face Milwaukee!"... I'm so embarrased now.

Shakespear, the one man in all of history that might have understood women.

::shrug:: Well, the best things are always done by first hand experiance...

You should publish a book, man. 9/10

One of the niced people, I have ever met. You lend your shoulder to cry on, It will soon be wet. Calm and comforting, You always get the gist . The most caring person ever, My sweetest Mist.

Send it to the Red Cross. They might like it. I however loved it. That's another keeper for the OtakuBoard Book Of Poems.

The link is messed up DGoD. Here is the correction. [url=http://boymeetsboy.keenspace.com/]Boy Meets Boy[/url] As for the comics. :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: They're great

As hard as it may be, Uriel, you should tell her. If you have her e-mail address get in touch with her that way. Or the next time you see her tell her. There is nothing as bad as a [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=13942][b][color=red]missed opportunity.[/color][/b][/url]

This is an actual experiance that happened to me recently. __________________________ A Sonnet of Missed Opportunity By: Corey Why is it so hard to say goodbye? A beautiful young woman stands on the brink. The rbink of being removed from my life. I say goodbye and give her a hug. She hugs back and rests her head on my shoulder. I wish to kiss her velvet lips. If only I should be so impulsive! Perhaps if I had we would have become more than just close friends. Every step I take echos in the depths of my heart. I walk out of the door feeling a future slip away. I turn to get one last glimpse of the one I love. She smile a sad smile and I turn away. My face falls as I climb into the car. I look out of the tinted windows into a face that cannot possible see my own. I wave. She waves back. A cooincidence? I would like to think so. The car pulls out of her driveway. A single tear fals from my face; the first of many. Every foot I get from her my mood saddens. The others ont he roads are oblivious to my turmoil. They have their own ordeals to get through, their own problems, their own dissapointments... Their own missed opportunities.

I no longer go to water slides due to an event that left me mortally afraid of them. I flipped over the side of one once.

Who said that? I looked around, again out of habit. I shook my head. I really needed to find a potion or something. [b]???-[/b] "Hand over the Aniar Stones, I will not ask again." I squinted my eyes and made out the shape of a large, armour-clad figure. He seemed menacing through my weakened eyes but I had no way of knowing for sure. [b]Ryan-[/b] "What stones?" I asked innocently.

I guessed we won. Even though I didn't see the kill for myself the moods of the others had changed from instictual to a calmer worry. My sences were beginning to heighten. They were compensating for my lack of vision. I looked around the town, seeing nothing but a blur. My ears picked up something to the left of the group. It must have been just a dog, for it barked a moment later. I groaned and rubbed my eyes. Maybe it was just me, but they seemed to be faintly burning. Like somethiing was behind them, trying to get out. I shook my head and zoned back into the real world. I had been off in 'lala land' as some would put it. I looked around out of habit and then dropped my gaze to the ground. God I hope I get my sight back...