Raiha

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]I still write letters via snail mail to my two grandmothers, who love traditional mail and hearing from their favorite [prettiest, smartest, most elegant] grand-daughter. I still knit scarves and potholders occasionally. I make strip quilts when the mood strikes me and I have a month off from school. I scrub my own hard surface floors on my hands and knees. Enjoy that thought for a moment, you're allowed. I cook meals from scratch as well as cookies, cobblers, and biscuits with lard. Yes. Lard. There's simply no replacement.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]If you are simply kissing a girl on the cheek or a quick peck on the lips, a hardon would be a little bit of an overreaction, but if said innocent kiss was followed up with kisses of a more perverse or exciting nature, the following reactions would be entirely normal: erection dilated pupils increased respiration elevated heart rate inability to form a coherent sentence[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]I'm not sure where the cutting of raw cocaine on MY coffee table figures in on the dirtiness scale, but that has happened to me. However in the more traditional realms of gross, at one point I spent the weekend with my then boyfriend and came home to discover a disaster area. Pots were left on the table and in the kitchen along with bowls still partially full of food. Things had begun to grow hair to such an extent that it wouldn't have surprised me if the next stage of development had bestowed upon the mold the power of speech.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[quote name='Recaldy']I've noticed people are generaly getting smaller. You see people from post WW2 times and now around where I live people in high school are shorter and overall smaller body size. >_>;[/QUOTE] [COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Actually I've found that the opposite is true. Better nutrition and immunization [okay better nutrition is kind of subjective] generally result in girls reaching their menarche earlier than they normally would. For you non bio majors that means first period(PUBERTY). I find that like some have already said, parenting is a big deal, or in most cases, lack thereof. An after school program, while nice, is not a replacement for a stable two parent home. And here the parent could be male or female, provided that there are two to love and nurture and occasionally beat the snot out of said child. A cell phone is a completely unnecessary investment for anyone not old enough to drive a car. Until you have to call the police, or the roadside assistance hotline, you can make do with a landline, payphone, or a computer that is monitored.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Honestly? [LIST] [*]Led Zeppelin [*]Jimi Hendrix [*]Metallica [*]Iron Maiden [*]Sting And The Police [*]Skinny Puppy [*]Depeche Mode[/LIST] To name just a few.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[INDENT][COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]God this is hard. Hmm, I'm pretty sure the Animatrix had both Japanese and American animators, so scratch that one. Probably Bambi. Best art, best hilarious music, best made up word. Twitterpated.[/FONT][/COLOR][/INDENT]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Raiha and Revelation met for the first time ever yesterday! .....And we burned down the entire town. Here is a picture of us looking satisfied with our handiworks. And another of us acting like ourselves. HAH![/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Due to my mother kicking me out of the bathroom to get some 'privacy' I thought that another word for tampons was 'privacy' until around the puberty age. I used to believe that hippos were gentle peaceful creatures who loved me and wanted to be friends. This might be due to the fact that I used to have a little stuffed pink hippo plushie that contained a little music box that played the 'You are my sunshine' song. I once pronounced 'hors d'oeuvres' as 'hour devours.'[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]The Black Mages. ....seriously.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Don't believe him when he tells you that he really loves you and wants to be with you. He's only fooling himself. Don't believe him when he threatens to cut himself to get your attention and affections. He's trying to manipulate you. If I'd known these things, I'd probably have never gone in the direction that I did at 17.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]That's happened to me as well. But I'm glad you're with your girlfriend during this time, because it's really not much fun. Sympathies, even if they might be tinged with relief, and guilt from feeling relieved.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"][i]Lyfe sat at her table and observed her reflection passively as the elaborate ring brooch was set into the plaid around her waist. Her overdress reached the tips of her toes, which for the occasion had been painted with a sort of pearly opalescence that was also present on her fingernails. Her hair was at the moment being arranged in a series of very severe braids, that tamed the usual mane of her hair into a much more elegant and refined coiffure. The servant who had been designated to serve Berwynna and Lyfe was busy finishing off the last of the braids and tying them off with silver ribbons. Around her throat went a simple silver torc worked over with spirals and interlace and the insignia of the clan. Folding her kerchief into her kirtle and tucking her steel table dagger in as well, Lyfe stood, somewhat stiffly and bowed very slowly to her mother. Berwynna smiled and inwardly gloated at the beauty of her daughter. The other women who served Lord Akanessler were not unattractive, but the fact remained that Lyfe was still the youngest and probably always would be. The serving woman also smiled and adjusted the hem of her plaid briefly before stepping back.[/i] "Lovely little Lyfe. You'll turn heads so fast the-" "Oh stop that. Everyone knows my father won't betroth me until my elder sisters are all married." [i]Lyfe wrinkled her nose while her mother chuckled and shook her head resignedly.[/i] "Who knows." "Who indeed. Everyone knows that Milord won't do anything to jeopardize his relationships with the local lords, but what if some young exotic nobleman comes tonight?" "And I never see my little Lyfe again? Tyr would do no such thing to us!" [i]Berwynna didn't look completely convinced as she said this, but Lyfe shrugged it off and walked towards the hall. One of her many brother's greyhounds joined her, so tall he nearly came up to her waist and she laughed and rubbed his behind his ears while he whined and nuzzled her. At that she was joined by his owner, one of her oldest brothers and already a married man, Jervus. His wife currently home and pregnant in their own dun on their own territories, Jervus only visited for occasions like this, and to torment his younger sisters just a little.[/i] "Lyfe, looking cute and five years old as usual." [i]Instead of rising to the bait verbally, Lyfe just smiled to herself and placed her left hand on his arm, willing just a few pinpricks of firey light into his arm. He yelped and jerked back, rubbing his elbow where she'd touched a couple nerves and laughed at himself.[/i] "Oh you, I see father filled you with any number of useful gifts." "And I'll use any one of them on you if you insist on treating me like a baby this time." "Really? You'd do that to your own brother?" "Of course. You'll have a male heir soon, the kingdom won't miss you." [i]Lyfe punched his arm in a comradish way and laughed aloud, the greyhound snuffling at her hand while he did it, intent on the scent of the blood still under her pained fingernails. He laughed and made her a courtly bow, offering her his arm. She smile and took it, letting him walk her down the heavy stone steps to the great hall, where the sounds of many voices were rising up to greet them. Smells of woodsmoke, cooking meat, and ale filled the air, and Lyfe felt her stomach growling, despite the large meal she'd eaten earlier. The sight of raw meat by the fire, waiting to be consumed was almost like a compulsion. All at once she saw the dark eyes of her father flash in her direction and he looked away from the young lord he had been speaking with. Lyfe felt her body being turned slightly by Jervus's arm and both of them bowed in tandem to him. The servant by the door perked up immediately and shouted.[/i] "The Lord Jervus Akanessler of Brin Cyrdd. Lady Lyfe Akanessler, daughter of the Blood." [i]Some men in the crowd sighed with longing, some women bit their lips in jealousy, and Tyr walked forward to greet his children, his smile leonine and almost kind.[/i] [/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"][i]Misty, famous performer and gym leader of Cerulean city was currently on her hands and knees in the subterranean basement beneath the gym, checking on the hatchery ponds for the smallest of the water Pokemon. Her stage manager and fellow gym member, Saitsu, followed behind her with a clipboard under her right arm and her Dratini's head nestled against her left shoulder. Both Gym leader and trainer were painfully aware of their precarious position, and both were feeling understandably nervous about being pinned down by Saffron in the south and Vermillion just beyond. The daily tedious tasks of checking on aquarium tank water levels, and adjusting the filtration system for the bigger tanks that held the Mantines and the extremely passive and strangely friendly Gyrados that Misty had found on one of her retreats to the high mountains. Dratini let out a small chirp, and Saitsu turned her head slightly to let the neonatal dragon curl her tail around Saitsu's shoulder. As part of her training, the young Dratini was constantly out of her Pokeball, curling like a snake around parts of Saitsu's body, or trailing after her when she wanted to move a little more. It wasn't precisely dignified, but the process worked very well, and the Dratini was already making progress, and growing friendlier and more affectionate all the while. Saitsu was just checking the litmus strips to make sure the ph balance in the brackish tank were within acceptable levels when the intercom went off and the receptionist's voice came through.[/i] "Misty, or Saitsu, whoever's down there, there's a representative from Flint up here. He wants to talk about the Caves. Should I send him down there?" [i]Saitsu raised a questioning eyebrow at Misty, who shrugged and waved her hand at Saitsu almost dismissively before going back to fiddling with the Qwilfish and the Wooper tanks. With a shrug response of her own, Saitsu set down her clipboard and headed to the industrial strength elevators at the end of the hall. The installation had been irritating, but the tactical and practical advantages had been too great to pass up. In a time of crisis the elevator could support the weight of each of their largest Mantines plus their transportation tanks. It also could handle moving several groups of people at once, should they need to retreat into the basement's several offshoot tunnels. Flicking a lock of shaggy blue hair out of her face, Saitsu hung her heavy work apron on a hook by the elevator doors on the ground level and straightened her top a little. One of Flint's men, she couldn't remember seeing him at any time looked over in her direction and took a step forward. Saitsu held up a hand to stop him and walked forward herself, passing him and bidding him to follow her up to Misty's main office. Once there she locked the door behind them and gestured at one of the several seats.[/i] "Please sit. Would you care for a drink?" "Not especially. I'm here to ask Misty if she can meet Flint down by the Caves. He's scouting them out and could use some inside information." [i]Saitsu noticed that he didn't sit and seemed extremely apprehensive, despite the efforts he was making to steady his voice. He noticed that on the far wall was a very realistic looking portrait of Lorelei of the Elite Four. And on the opposite wall, a sketch of the Legendary Water Dog, Sicune. Saitsu's voice smoothly cut across his musings like a cool breeze on a hot day.[/i] "Misty is busy and needs to remain here in the safety of her Gym. I will act in her interests as her representative." "Very well. Please come with me." "In a moment." [i]He stood to go and Saitsu followed more slowly behind, making a quick call to the basement before she left the office.[/i] "The caves, meeting with Flint." "That should be fine, just be careful and don't let on how nervous we all are." "Yes Misty. Of course." [i]Saitsu hung up and stopped at the PC terminal in the corner, withdrawing her other three Pokemon. In the main hall she felt a tingling brush against the back of her neck that signaled danger, and her Dratini instinctively hissed a warning as a burst of venom struck the concrete wall behind her. Everything seemed to slow down and she saw the secretary diving for cover beneath her desk and the man who had claimed he represented Flint standing behind a slightly scrawny Gligar. Immediately, Saitsu flung one arm out to let Dratini spiral forward around it, opening her mouth to display several enormous fangs.[/i] "Water Pulse please Dratini, just like in practice." [i]Obliging her with the sort of speed that surprised even Saitsu, Dratini released several quick bursts of water that struck the Gligar full on and knocked it back into its trainer. Saitsu made a quick hand motion to Dratini, who immediately surged forward and wrapped several quick coils around the Gligar, constricting instantly. Saitsu ignored them for the moment and hauled up the fool who had attacked her.[/i] "Talk. Now." "Fuck you and your little whore of a Leader. You can't make me talk." [i]Saitsu's left hand flashed out and slapped the boy once, twice. Then she slammed her foot against his chest and pinned him, the heel of her boot digging into his sternum. The sliding glass doors that opened onto the main street slid open automatically and a tall young man walked in.[/i] "I'm Haru, here representing Flint. ...uh is this a bad time?"[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Were you going to give us some individual direction or are we with the army?[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]I never said it was a good idea. It's like being adopted by a Celebi. It follows you around like Misty's Psyduck did, only it's much smarter.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[quote name='Sangome'][FONT="Microsoft Sans Serif"][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#862A51"]My idea: he's Ash Ketchum reincarnated. *maimed* Seriously though, I was wondering about that. XD I'm sorry, I couldn't help but giggle...*giggles and pats Beth*[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/QUOTE] [COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="times"]*continues the maiming* One could say that the spirit of the divine has chosen Beth's character. Not the other way around. And as such Beth's character is more owned by the Celebi than the other way around, so in essence, Beth's signed up as Celebi toting around a human just for giggles.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Snorunt and Roselia are both third generation? Could she have some pokemon from Hoenn? or just the Froslass? Since that's just an evolutionary quirk and etc etc? Although replacing with a Oddish is probably a good idea.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]"Monster" is such an ugly ...UGLY word. Why not use better terms like, life companion? Heart partner? Life partner? Lifelong companion? *shot* Anyway I hope a Lapras the size of a house isn't too big. I just like houses.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Are there any otakus who will be attending this year's Yaoi Con? I'll be staffing the security panels as usual, so I'm always trying to drum up attendees. San Mateo, Halloween Weekend, 18 and over, totally worth the not so bad prices. Bishounens and babes. [URL="http://yaoicon.com"]Yaoi Con Official Website[/URL][/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]At last, our president gets something right. Well that and I stand by what Pink said as far as my official reaction to the matter. ...oh yes and what she did. Specifically being physically restrained from visiting serious girl violence on his skanky drunk behind. "Kanye is a piece of [blank]. Quote me." But wait, Kanye is a black man. And Obama said a bad word directed at a black man. ...Does this mean Obama doesn't care about black people? Cause now we're sure that Kanye doesn't care about white people, but I'm not positive here. Moar investigations are needed.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"][b]Name:[/b] Saitsu Egreye [b]Age:[/b] 23 [b]Gender:[/b] Female [b]Appearance:[/b] often wears black with dark blue contrasting colored pants or belts. [b]Allegiance:[/b] Protester [b]Status:[/b] Gym Member: Cerulean Gym, 8 years. [b]Bio:[/b] Saitsu joined the Cerulean gym in her teens, partially as a way to rebel against her conservative family's values but also because of her love for water pokemon. Misty's stage manager for the majority of her shows and other engagements, Saitsu is an indispensable part of her entourage, and also considered a pretty heavy hitter of Misty's inner circle. She is motivated by a desire to see justice done and she disagrees with the League's almost shameful use of power and rigidity to control a confused populace. She, like Misty, believe that if Lorelei were still at the Indigo Plateau, she wouldn't stand for the League's methods or their justifications for said methods. As such both of them act in accordance with their beliefs. [b]Personality:[/b] Taciturn and thoughtful, slow to anger but once roused, will not stop hitting until the enemy is down. Saitsu is famous for her calm demeanor which she'll simply say is only noticeable when contrasted with Misty's bombastic and dynamic personality. [b]Primary Pokemon:[/b] [i]Lapras[/i]: Female, light blue, silver shell. Sing, Surf, Body Slam, and Ice Beam. Saitsu's first pokemon, and much larger in size than the one you'd all know from the TV series. [i]Seadra[/i]: Male. Hydro Pump, Ice Beam, Dragonbreath, Hidden Power. Saitsu's second and only male pokemon. [i]Chinchou[/i]: Female, dark blue body and very pale antenae. Thunderwave, Confuse Ray, Surf, Thunderbolt. This is the pokemon that everyone underestimates and usually ends up kicking themselves for later. [i]Dratini[/i]: Female, newly hatched, currently undergoing some very extensive training. Extremespeed, Thundershock, Twister, Leer. [i]Other Pokemon/Non Battle[/i]: Saitsu is currently raising [from eggs] a Shellder and a Lotad. Both are usually in the aquariums in Misty's gym and are extremely young.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Well right now I'm in my human sexuality class but as you can see I'm online. There's internet all over campus that's mostly stable at most times. And it's the only way I don't fall into a state approaching rigor mortis in all of my classes. ...and yes I'm pretending to take notes and using apple's 'spaces' feature to flick between screens to hide the fact that I'm online muahahaha.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[quote name='chibi-master'].......Raiha, you are a goddess.:o[/QUOTE] [COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Yes...that sort of thing gets told to me all the time.. *preens* OH YES. Development in said ex boyfriend trouble. So the ex boyfriend borrowed a good friend's Dvds and also had my safety scissors and my very nice black hemp rope, and my comic books, and so on and so forth, all together worth about $200 USD. So my friend asked him to return my stuff and his DVDs at the same time at his place so it'd be all less awkward. He said he'd drop 'the stuff' off on Monday. He only returned the DVDs. Next week he may be getting a visit from a couple biker friends of mine who take the obligations of debt seriously.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]The worst revenge I ever enacted was on the most recent ex. He cheated on me, lied to me, did things behind my back he swore he wouldn't do that weren't even physical cheating, and then got with a rebound girl two minutes after he dumped me. She has DD breasts. He goes to anime conventions in California. I staff anime conventions in California. He told me when we were still together that he had forged staff badges to get in and not have to wait in any lines and cut through other venues. Because I make friends rather easily and keep up connections with said friends I told a fellow security member what he had done in not so many terms. And from there the situation grew legs, a head, a torso, reproductive organs, and hair. He's now banned from registering for, staffing, or even coming NEAR a con in California. He can sneak in of course, but he'll never be legitimately attending a con and if he's caught [and he will be caught], he could be expelled from the convention area, blacklisted, arrested even etc etc etc. In other words, his career as an amateur photographer of cosplaying hot women is effectively over. He'll have to try his luck at other events and in other states. Oh yes and a professional dominatrix I know is going to ambush him at a club and beat him until his backside resembles a mass of raw hamburger.[/FONT][/COLOR]

[COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Be prepared to feel an instinctive deep animal love that comes straight out of our mammalian genetic line and completely overwhelms the rational senses. Your child will be your love and you will be the thing to stand between it and all the cruelties and evils of the world. Remember that love when you feel afraid.[/FONT][/COLOR]