Katana

[QUOTE=Sol-Blade][SIZE=-3] They called it a "touchy" subject. That's probably the smartest thing I've heard them say so far. They lost my interest after the biggest BS'ed line ever, [B]"This new form of interactive entertainment brings history to life and will stimulate a younger generation of players to take an interest in this [U]fascinating[/U] episode of American history," said Kirk Ewing, managing director of Traffic and the creator of the game.[/B] Fascinating...interesting choice of words there. [/SIZE][/QUOTE] *nods* I agree with you 100%. The idea of a game where you take the position of a person blasting the head off of a former president is just [i]disgusting[/i]. JFK was a real person. He led a real life. He had a real family, real children, and real thoughts. How can these people (Traffic, was it?) even stand creating a video game like this? Another thing that struck me was the fact that millions of people were in shock when President Kennedy was assasinated. The country mourned over the loss. Now tell me "oh, that's no big deal". When you deal with an actual person, not an inanimate object that didn't exist until the frame five seconds ago, everything changes. That person actually [i]existed[/i], and still has family who would be horribly disgusted if they found out about something like this. Another object is pain. Kennedy suffered for a while - he was shot [i]in the brain[/i] but lingerd in this world for a few hours. Can you imagine being shot in the head, with you blood going everywhere, and your life escaping you, but surviving longer than you can even begin to dread, with your skull sliced open like that? I wonder if these programmers have gotten shot in the brain before.

"Should we go?" Arian asked, tipping back in her chair. "Yeah, I guess we should," Halas replied, getting over his dream-like mishap. The waitress who had sat them down nearly two hours ago came up to the two and slipped down the check. Arian picked it up. "Well, it says eleven fifty nine," she said, taking out the seven of her nine dollars. Halas took out the five in his pocket. "Let's leave it here...and take off," Halas said. "I think we should go and get some sleep. Then, we can regroup tomorrow with the people that agree with us persnality-wise and go out from there." "Yeah, sounds good," Arian replied with a nod. The two stood up and shuffled out of the restaurant. The sky outside was deep navy fading out to a dark purple. "In the shining of the stars..." Arian said in a hum she made up. Halas perked his eyes. "What's that?" Arian shrugged in response. "I don't know. It just suddenly came to me. Like...from my childhood. It sounds like a song title I once played or something." They continued walking, both with their hands shoved in their pockets. The two passed the old lady's house, where the lights inside had grown dim. "You think they're waiting for us?" Halas asked. "No way," Arian replied in a slightly snide voice. "We just don't seem to belong. They didn't exactly seem to want us. Let's just go." "Yeah, whatever." They seemed to be heading in the direction of the park. Arian seemed to sense Ciarra and Von somewhere nearby, and they both seemed in a fairly relaxed mood. "Von -" "- and Ciarra are nearby," Halas finished. "I know. I can sense them too." "Part of being part human?" "Probably." The park soon came up, and there within was Ciarra and Von. They seemed to be chatting. "Maybe we should make camp here," Arian said loud enough for the two to hear her. They cocked their heads at the voice. "Oh. Hey Halas, Arian." "Hey," Halas replied, marching forward and leaning against a thin metal rail that helped support the swingset. "Yo," Arian replied, taking a seat next to Ciarra. ------------------- I've gotta go check the Jell-O...(at first I typed Hell-O...T_T). In case you haven't quite figured it out, Aiyanna and I go to school together. We're also best friends. ^.^;

[size=1][color=royalblue] Muwahaha! People are posting! I win! ------------------------------- The ominous eyes went unchecked, observing the four girls trying to fly asleep. (Just who is this? ?_?) "Hammer..." Yuka whispered in her sleep, "Hammer of doom..." "Squeaky hammer...of doom..." Katana added, tossing and turning in her sleep. "Ye old burrito..." Kurumi muttered. ----- [i]Back with Yuki...[/i] "Hurry it up Kenshin!" Yuki shouted at the assasin. "Oro! Miss Yuki, it is very cold and wet out here, that it is." "C'mon! Rough it out, you sissy!" Kenshin sweatdropped. "What?" he asked in a confused tone. ----- [i]Back With the 3 Insanities and Amaya...[/i] The four began a dream conversation. "Cookie," Yuka said, reaching her hands into the air. "You want a cookie?" Amaya asked in a soft, dream voice. "Shut up," Kurumi said with a snore. There was silence. Until... "Peanut butter cookie." "Go...Kat! PB cookies rock..." "Eggnog," Kurumi replied, flopping over onto her side. She snapped awake. "What the..." "You two...are weird..." Amaya said, taking in tiny breaths of air. Kurumi cocked an eyebrow. "Chocolate chip cookies...are awesome too," Yuka continued. Kurumi looked around and discovered, to her surprise, that the other three were fast asleep. She decided to join in on the conversation. "Muffin," she said in the best dream voice. They seemed to ignore her. "Nut cookies...are good too," Katana said, lagging her head to her side. "Yeah..." Amaya replied. ---- [i]Again with Yuki...[/i] "Ken-shin!" Yuki whined as she trekked further and further ahead of the rurouni. He looked tired, cold, and ready to bite the head off the next creature that came into his sight. "Why is it..." he asked in his best, polite-but-pissed voice, "You're just fine but I am not, that I wonder?" Yuki shrugged in reply. "Eh." Kenshin sweatdropped again. "Maybe it's from those aruduous (go vocab! T_T) gym classes we have. Did ja know we had to do sixty push-ups once becasue a kid missed a basket in basketball on a bet?" Kenshin went oro-eyed. "...Uh..." "Forget it." ---- [i]We Return Again...to the 3 Cookies and Kurumi...[/i] "Pie is good," Yuka said, wiping her hand over her mouth subconsciously. "Yeah. Especially...peanut butter pie," Katana replied. "Pumpkin's good too," Amaya said. Kurumi sweatdropped. [i]"What's going on?"[/i] she thought. "Or...French silk pie..." Yuka said, drooling onto the floorboards. "Oh no...we failed to build...the Panama canel..." Katana said with French accent and an evil smile on her face. "We must now...go back to France..and do the Can-Can!" Amaya sweatdropped. "You...have that weird...history teach, don't ya?" Katana stuck out her tongue in her dreaming state. "Yeah." Multiple sweatdrops now appeared behind Kurumi's head. [i]"WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!?!"[/I] ---- [i]I Swear This is the Last Time...[/i] [i]"WHAT'S GOING ON?!?!?!"[/I] Yuki jolted her head up, which had been previously looking at the mud path. "That's Kurumi! Which means the three numbnuts and Amaya are near hear!" She took off at breakneck speed, leaving the exhausted Kenshin in the dust. "Oro?" --------------------------- I had to take two vocab tests today...hence the big words....-__-;;[/color][/size]

And so, more than two months later, my interest is rekindled, thanks to the reprogramming of RK on Toonami. Please don't kill me. T_T ------------------- "Yuka Yuka, wakie wakie..." Katana said, poking the unconscious Yuka with a chopstick. She didn't respond. "I don't think she's waking up," Amaya responded dully, her eyes focusing on the odl wood that made the walls. She shrieked as termits began to emerge. "AIEEE!!!" she scrreched, backing up and thumping down onto the ground in horror. "What is it?" Katana asked, giving up on Yuka and instead staring at Amaya. "Ter...ter...ter..." "Terd? What?" "TERMITS!" Katana sweatdropped and looked over at the wall. "Yeah? So? We're just gonna be here a little longer. Hopefully Yuki and co. will come looking for us soon. And hey, if the house does collapse, we can be numbnuts and go into the dead forest." She said the last bit a little too happily. Amaya groaned and collapsed onto the floor. "Kat, has anyone ever told you-" "I'm smart? Beautiful? Talented? Yes." "No. Has anyone ever told you how [i]retarted[/i] you are?" Katana didn't seem to take the comment as a downfall. "Nope!" At that moment, Kurumi caming bashing into the hut. "Woah, Kurumi! Nice mask!" "It's that Sicarius guy, you dumbnut! He slashed my forehead open!" "Oh." Kurumi pressed her sleeve to her forehead. "Damn, can't find a suitable bandaid..." "Let's just use kimono girl's sleeve." "Good idea! See Kat, you should take lessons from Amaya." "Shut it," Katana muttered, ripping off a long part from Yuka's sleeve. She handed it to Amaya, who wrapped it around Kurumi's forehead. "That should work...for a little while." Yuka shivered suddenly. "Dammit, I'm cold!" She lifted up her arm. "No wonder! Somebody took part of my sleeve! ...HEY! I want my sleeve back!" "But Kurumi-" "SCREW KURUMI! IT'S MY SLEEVE!" ---------------- OOC: And so, the rekindeling begins...I hope. T_T

OOC: Yes, I agree completley with Aiyanna. In fact, we were discussing it during science class Friday after we finished our tests. @.@ Please stop with the freaky sentences Ugamon! T_T;; --------- IC: Halas munched through another sandwich on the platter. Arian was polishing off her fourth. "Where do you think Ciarra went?" he asked, taking a bite from the sandwich, which happened to be egg salad. "No clue. But if she wanted to be...[i]alone[/i]...I'm guessing she doesn't like us or something." Halas cocked an eyebrow. "Okay..." He took a sip of water from a freebie glass the waitress that had sat them down gave the three. "This is weird," Arian said suddenly, causing Halas to choke slightly. "What?" "It's weird. The way we are." Lowering her voice, she said, "How did we end up this way? Why us? Why not the guy next door?" Halas shrugged. "Who knows. Perhaps we were the perfect canidates? The world - and its people - are demented sometimes. The guys that took us were definetly demented." Arian rolled her eyes. "There's something about all of us that we have in common. Bloodline?" "Not likely." "Okay...abilities? Appearances?" "Don't think so." With a considerable thought, he added, "That Von guy's tall, and then there's that one girl who's short -" "Yes, I get the point." They sat in silence for a few minutes. "So, why us?" "Dunno. And at this point, don't really care." Halas leaned back in his chair. "We were selected for some reason, which we'll find out later." "Later...I never really liked that word." "Hmm?" "I don't know...there's something in my mind...with my memories...I can vaguely remember being alone a lot...and being told 'later, Arian, later' a lot. But the later of the promise never came." "We're all like that, I think," Halas replied. He began tapping one of his fingers on the table. "Everybody has that feeling of neglect and loneliness. Just 'cause we're like the way we are doesn't mean we're any different." "Memories..." Arian murmured to herself. She was recalling a lady's voice from a long time ago. [i]"Memories shape who we are. They decide our present and future."[/i]

@.@ Actually, when you guys post within ten minutes of each other, you can't blame other people for not being here. -------------- IC: Halas, Arian thought to herself. It reminded her of something from a recent period...but what was it? "Agh...dammit! Why is it science can block my brain but my brain can't block science?" "What?" Halas asked curiously. She had made no sense. "Never mind. Nothin' really." "And so, we have fourteen dollars," Ciarra chirped in. "Maybe we can get some sandwichs or something..." "Yeah, sounds nice," Arian replied dully, her mind not quite off the memory subject. [i]Discretly, I would say. Always remember that the best offense is a good defense, I would think. How is it I got so screwed when it came to this? Here I am - in a tube, floating in some weird liquid...I'm barely keeping my eyes open, hoping the sci-fi dudes don't notice me...Urk! Think one did! Better close my eyes... Phew. He's gone. On my left, I see another person - there's a girl, and on my right, there's a guy. Maybe... "Projects 393, 3193, and 3262 are coming along, just as planned." "Good. Continue on." What? Who are they talking about? They seemed to point at me and these other two people...weird. "They do have names," a woman said in one of those Hollywood-sexy voices. "Ciarra, Arian, and Halas. All of them part of the test." Test? What test? I don't...remember... "3262's state has returned to normal."[/i] "That's weird," Arian managed to say. "What is?" Ciarra asked as the three rounded a corner. "I had...this...sorta flashback." She paused briefly before it all sunk in. "Holy crap!" she yelled, jumping. "[i]You[/i] two were in it! That's where I've heard Halas before!" "What?" Halas asked. "What were in we in?" "My...flsahback thingie. I remember...sorta. I could only see ahead and to my sides...and I saw you two...they called us by these numbers...And then I blacked out." Halas and Ciarra sighed. "You really do need food, don't you?" Ciarra commented. -------------------- IC: Beorhun, if this goes completly against your RP code (don't ask), I'll edit it. This is just for group purposes, I don't mean it to have any deeper effect.

[quote name='Ugamon']and you arian you come from the forest they picked you cuase of your shapeshifting and knowledge of paths and nature.[/quote] OOC: *rings buzzer* WRONGIE! That's Aiyanna, aka Ciarra. *points* ----------------------- IC: Arian couldn't stand it. Von and Kredion's constant bickering ws gnawing at her pateience, until it had been nibbled dry. "STOP IT!" she yelled, furious. "Shut UP!" With a huff and a glare, she turned to Kredion and spoke firmly. "Do what you want. You're not gonna be held back by either of us. Go find the lab. Go find the mysterious people in your dreams. Just stop bickering - BOTH of you!" Arian [i]was[/i] pissed. She turned to Ciarra and muttered, "I'm gonna go get something to eat. Wanna come with?" Ciarra shrugged. "Sure. If it means escaping mass chaos, I'll go." "See ya," Arian said as she strollled out the front door, Ci right behind her. "If any of you wanna come with, we're getting as far away from this house as possible while still being in the town." The two left the group in silence. Vonegard turned to Kredion. "Great," he said, "You lost two cute ones." "Shut it," Kredion hissed back. "Where are we going?" Ciarra asked, walking next to Arian. "We don't have any money now, do we?" "Nope." "Uh...what?" "We don't have any cash. Or -" Arian dug her hands into the pants pockets. She pulled out wrinkled dollar bills. "Awesome! Old lady left some cash in the pocket..." Six dollars to be exact. Ciarra searched hers. "Um...three bucks." "So...we can get something cheap..." "Like...a side of fries?" "Yeah, sounds about right." ------ OOC: Yes, I am royally pissed. After reading the first four bickering posts, it got really annoying...So yeah. -__-;;

OOC: XD Sound like some rabid mass murderer..."Gimme your clothes!" Other OOC: Yay! The fun, happy-go-lucky man is now amongst us! Getting rather depressing... IC: This was okay, Arian decided. She had a friend. A mutant friend, while you're at it. She figured that if she had some sort of relation with these people, then she should have a power too. And yet, she hadn't shown any signs. [i]Am I just weak?[/i] was the first thought that popped into her mind. [i]No, I'm not...But...Did those men just make me the chopped liver - where they all got powers and I just recieved some upgrades?[/i] The thinking was driving the girl insane. [i]I AM worth something in the long run...but what is it?[/i] Arian gave up. If she was going to discover something, it would have to be later. Right now, all she really wanted was - "...uncomforterable." Arian cocked her eyes at the voice. Although the sun had nearly set, she could make out a tall and sort of masculine figure. Big was the only real word to describe it. He was walking towards the strange group of people, wearing ripped-up clothes, three belts, and rather tight shorts. He wasn't normal either. "Here's our chance to be welcomers," Arian hissed into Ciarra's ear. She nodded in response. "Hello," Ciarra welcomed in her melodic voice. The man shifted his head over to the origin of the voice. He smiled. "Hello," he replied, his tanned face lighting up. He appeared rather viscious, but sounded rather kind..."Do you...have any clothes I can wear?" Ciarra looked back at Arian. "Um..." "Old lady," Arian sputtered out. "She seems to have bought the entire clothes store at one point. I'm sure she won't mind if you ask her for some clothes." The man stiffled a laugh. "Alright. Thanks." ---- OOC: I don't wanna sound cheesy or anything, but after reading your char's profile, SilverCyclone, I perked up. Finally, another happy person! Weird Mental Image of the Moment: Vonegard = Mitsukake (Fushigi Yugi) o_O

OOC: So, we just got out of a fight, and now there's another? o_O IC: Arian was hesitant at first, but decided to try and be social. "Hey," she said to the girl who had suddenly popped in from the roof. The girl looked up, her eyes complex eyes looking as if they were staring into Arian's soul. "Hey," the girl replied with a smile. It was a friendly one, a tone Arian hadn't heard in years. She didn't know what to do. She had talked to somebody other than herself. Good. "Do you -" Arian started, but was cut off by the girl. "- know why we're here? No, I don't." There was a pause. "I'm Ciarra. You can call me Ci for short, if you wanna. What's yours?" "Mine?" Arian asked in a slightly squeaky voice. "I...don't...remember." "Of course you do. Memories can't be erased like pencil. Just try." "Alright..." [i]I feel like a fool. Still...Search....Search...Search...[/i] Silver. The shining brightness of silver filled a blank canvas. "Silver..." Arian muttered, catching Ciarra off guard. "What? What about silver?" she asked. [i]I can...almost...remember... "Arian," a voice said, "Arianrhod..." Is that my name? Arianrhod? Silver...Silver...Arianrhod! Welsh for silver![/i] "Arinarhod!" Arian shouted with a gasp. The group of people in the room jumped. "That's my name! Arianrhod...Arian for short..." Ciarra let a small giggle escape her. "Alright. Arian..." "And Ci." "Hey," a man said, waking the girls up from their happy-giggle world. "Where'd that Albel guy go?" "Albel...?" Arian muttered. [i]Sounds like cowbell...[/i] "He's not here," a girl replied. "He went off somewhere in the town." "Speaking of which..." Arian said, cluthing her stomach and groaning. "Who wants some lunch?" OOC: XD I know, they're probably not supposed to get hungry...but c'mon! I needed the gag! *dodges rotton pineapples*

OOC: After re-reading the signup introduction post, I've realized we're all in the nude...okay, so... IC: Arian continued trudging along with the rest of these people - whoever they were. It made no difference to her. She dug her hands further into her pockets, the fists not producing a drop of sweat. That seemed rather odd, but she shrugged it off - weirder things had happened to her before. The town grew closer with every step, and Arian looked up, shifting her eyes around to see just what everyone else was doing. She felt weird if she was the only one doing something. Okay, there was the guy who had said he was going to the town, follow or not - He looked roughly Arian's age, maybe a little older. Behind him was a girl who seemed more mature than the boy, probably because she was older. She seemed rather depressed about something. On Arian's left was a girl who looked exactly like supermodels, except better, more natural, and not slobbered in five feet of makeup. Behind her was the man who had defended the Town in the Distance boy (yes...the nickname for now...). There were others, but she soon grew weary of thinking and went back to staring at sand. "Here," said a girl who seemed rather short but pretty. The others looked up, there eyes grazing over the town's buildings. The ten of them just stood there, at the edge of a road, looking like a buch of deer stuck in headlight. "Well," said the depressed girl from before, who, at a more observed glance, was a buxom woman. "What are we going to do?" Arian sighed. "I don't know what. There's something here we [i]should[/i] be doing though. I'm just...not sure what." "Yeah, like this little voice in the back of my brain, saying we'll learn some stuff here," replied the natural-looking woman. "I say we're not going to get anywhere if we don't know who we are," said a very militant-sounding male. They hadn't realized the people gawking at them for their naked attire. They acted like it was perfectly normal, or that they didn't have a clue that it was bad to be in the nude in public. "Great. Just what we need," said a man in his mid-forties. "Nudists." "Oh dear! You poor people!" said the man's wife, rushing up to them. They all looked at her curiously. What was she talking about? "You must've been wandering that desert for [i]days[/i], and probably forced to eat your own clothes or something to survive..." The woman struck Arian as a kind woman, but sort of a ditz. "Um...yes," said the militant guy, and they were led into an old house off the street. ------------------------- Oooo...couldn't think of much...um, questions: 1. Do we even know our names? Any name at all? 2. Just who were the people speaking in your post, Captain? (One was obviously you...Mesa not stupid...-__-)

*gasps* Woah! Another Golden Sun fan! Yay! ^.^ That's really cool...I wish I could do those things. Fourteen hours? For the entire banner or other things too? In any case, the animation is really cool...And I'm amazed that there [i]are[/i] other GS fans out there. What's so awesome about this game? The graphics man! Aren't they awesome? ^^ Um, just what does "Pwned?" mean? o_O

[color=royalblue]Makes me think of Cyborg 009... [b]Name:[/b] Arianrhod, Arian for short [b]Experiment Number/Name:[/b] #3262/ Force [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Appearence:[/b] See attachment [b]Personality:[/b] Arian's rather weird - one minute, she can be dead serious, the next, she can be playful and humorous. It's hard to see beyond her veil, where her true personality lies. She isn't one for waiting and can be rather impulsive at times. Still, Arian does have a rather smart head on her shoulders and knows when to do what and where. [b]Genetic Power:[/b] An invisible power called Force, it projects from her palms and goes around her, 360 degrees, knocking out (depending on the strength) people in it's path. The angrier she is, the stronger the force. Her allies won't be harmed, however, when she uses this. [b]History:[/b] Arian grew up as an orphan in a small city, and she never interacted with any of the other children. She was a loner because of her cold outward appearance, and so, became imaginative and adventerous. Arian tried mutliple times to escape the brutle torture she endured at the orphanage, and failed all but once. The last time, she managed to escape. She met a stranger who promised her happiness...And the next time she awoke, her dreams were far from coming true. I'm rather out of it...my charcter will make sense when we start...I hope...-__-[/color]

There is definetly an increse in anime - and I see no problem with liking a (slightly) mainstream anime like Inuyasha. Not everbody likes it, you know. ^_~ The proof comes that you even wanted to start an anime club in the first place. If you didn't think many people would show up, then it would've been rather pointless. But because you tried, it became obvious just how many people like anime. It's rather surprising - I've learned that numerous kids in sixth grade like anime, and one girl is a fanatic about Hiei (Yu Yu Hakusho). In the case of myself and my friends, we talk about anime like "normal" people would talk about some hot new movie. And because people ask us so many times "like, what are you drawing?", the response of "anime" has become so plastered into their brains that they become interested in just [i]what[/i] it is we like. *breathes* 4Kids and Funimation: Two companies that can destory animes if you're not careful. (I think the only product that Funimation didn't ruin was Yu Yu Hakusho - but that's just me). Other companies, such as Ocean Studios (Inuyasha) and Pioneer (Tenchi Muyo) do great jobs when dubbing animes. Wait, I'm going off track... In closure, anime is definetly increasing in popularity. You can see it wherever you go - and when mainstream stores like Target and Best Buy have an exclusivie, anime-only section, it makes them really stand out. Hey Syk, any tips for the club? We're thinking of starting one at my school. ^^

Warning: May contain Spoilers! [b]Note: GIRLS ONLY![/b] Face it FY fangirls, you've always had that little spark inside that wanted to go inside the storyline. Here's the next best thing: An RPG! Fushigi Yûgi: The Play Rewritten takes all the characters you know and reverses them! You're one of the seven female celestial warriors of Suzaku, and your life revolves around protecting the Priest of Suzaku! If you've read the series, then you know the course of events - but not all of them have to come true, you know. ^_~ You choose one of the celestial warriors to replace: Tamahome, Hotohori, Nuriko, Chichiri, Tasuki, Mistukake, or Chiriko. You don't have to be like them (IE: if you choose to replace Nuriko, you don't have to be a crossdresser ^.^), but you're celestial qualities should be the same. You must also take the name and somehow make it sound female (which may be a bit harder than you think). IN THE END: It isn't the Priestess of Suzaku, it's the Priest. The celestial warriors of Suzaku aren't men, they're women. It's still the same basic storyline of Fushigi Yûgi - but if you don't want something to happen [spoiler]like Nuriko's death[/spoiler], you can make it not happen. ^^ You'll need... [b]Name:[/b] [b]Replacing:[/b] [b]Age:[/b] [b]Appearance:[/b] [b]Bio:[/b] If you're still confused, check out mine: [b]Name:[/b] Chika [b]Replacing:[/b] Chichiri [b]Age:[/b] 17 [b]Appearance:[/b] Blue eyes, dark blue, shoulder-length hair, slightly tanned skin, and about 5'6''. She wears a white, sleeveless kimono with a draping red sash across her right side, and leather sandels. A thick, navy-blue belt goes across her waist, and a necklace like Inuyasha's drapes her neck. [b]Bio:[/b] Chika is a chipper person, always looking to cheer people up and be an entertainer. She's not very aware about being a celestial warrior, and only knows that the mark on her left knee means she is to help the Priest of Suzaku. She's carefree and in tuned with nature. Her family died by a fever when she was young, so Chika's grown up taking care of herself and has become independent by doing so. Which, in summary, means that Chika (errr, me) is like Chichiri - with the ability to transport in a hat and have magical spells. I might even make her say No Da. ^^ NESSICARIES: You're character MUST be a girl, you MUST replace an FY senshi (from Suzaku), and you MUST know the plotline of Fushigi Yûgi! Hope you can actually tranlsate this...-____-;...no da....

[color=RoyalBlue][size=1]Well, let's see... I'm a thirteen-year-old middle school student. Going into eighth grade to be exact. I live roughly fifty miles west of Chicago, near a small town called Lily Lake (so small, the biggest landmark is probably the grade school, originally built in 1918). I'm in band, and I play the oboe for symphonic band. The first three months are marching band, where I play bells. I dun do that much - can't talk about my job, because I really don't have one. I like to write alot, and draw. At school, I have an art wall with my friends, with over 100 drawings from sixth and seventh grade. I guess that's my job; entertaining my classmates and the younger kids with random anime drawings 'n stuff. ...I'm taking multimedia and video porduction first semester, then art second semester. Can't wait; maybe I can build a career off of them. Oke-dokey, buh-bye! ^^;[/size][/color]

[color=RoyalBlue][size=1]Well well, I haven't done an art thread since way back in September of '03. I've come a ways since then (or at least I think so). Mind you, I'm no artistic genius. Mine don't look like some professional manga artist did them. -.- Although I sorta wish they did... Anyways, I'll post two up and wait...and so on and so forth. [img]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20767&stc=1[/img] I entitled this "Chicago Cubs Fan" simply because I'm a freak of the Cubbies! ^^ This was drawn during one of their winning streaks about a month ago or so. The dark green towards the bottom is suposed to represent the outfield, while the bright green represents the ivy covering the outfield walls at Wrigley Field. The characters are katakana, and (when translated) read "Chikago Cub Fan". Maybe I should've changed the 'chi' syllable to 'shi' or something. Colored in with chalk pastels and silver permanent marker on the chain. Signed it 'cause I really liked it. (Try and decipher my real name. ^_~) [img]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20768&stc=1[/img] Called it Wolf Clan. No real reason, and no real Inuyasha refrence if you wanna know. This was some guy made up because I got tired of drawing girls in my sketchbook. Sort of a clensing drawing - no shading, no details, not a lot of anything. This was based off a story I made back in fifth grade called Zephyr, where certain people belonged to different animal clans and could transform into that animal. When in human form, they carry markings of the animal (cheesy, neh? >.>). Oap, I made his body too long...and the sword handle too wide..-__-;[/size][/color]

[QUOTE=xXchaosfaerieXx]I'd like someone to actually comment on my art... v.v;; [/QUOTE] [size=1][color=RoyalBlue]Then I shall make you happy! ^^ [b]First -[/b] WAGHH!!! SO CUUUTE!!! :D So sad, though. Really cute, though. Okay, lemme clear my head... The head seems a tad out of perportion (egh...sp?) to the body, but not much. I really like the eyes and the markings below them. The hair is really cool too. [b]4/5[/b] [b]Second -[/b] Woah. The eyes are, er, freaky, in a sense. Sorry, but they definetly creeped me out when I opened up the pic. The wings are spiffy, and I like the shading on them (blue is the way to my heart...) Don't get my wrong, I really like it - but the head is probably my least favorite part. The arms are really cool, though. I can't draw folds..wish I could. [b]3.8/5[/b] [b]Third -[/b] It's really good. I can only say personal opinion interferes with my rating - I'm not big on those, er, gothy kinda drawings (what are the words? *shrugs*). It's really good artisticly, however. In a weird way, she makes me think of a female Hiei with all of those black wrappings. Is she like a Bunny Demon or sommin'? ?_? [b]4.5/5[/b] So, Amaya, when are you gonna draw that group shot? ^^[/color][/size]

*sees Kit runnning around franticlly with the dagger lodged into his knee* *sweatdrop* Interesting sig, Kaz. *grins* -------------------------------- Yuka ran up to Kit and, in a not-so-gentle motion, ripped the dagger from his knee. He howled in pain and began hitting Yuka. "Now now children..." Katana said as she sweatdropped. She turned around and began to poke Kaz. "Oh boy..." She ripped a piece of cloth from Kit's former shop and pressed it against his chest. "You're an idiot, ya know that?" she hollered into his ear. [i]Yeah, as if he can hear me...[/i] Yuka came over and looked up and down Kaz's body. "I'll go get Megumi..." She tore up the road and returned two minutes later, dragging the female doctor with her. "What? What is it? Oh my God! Kit...KAZ!" Megumi nearly ripped off Yuka's arm and shoved Katana out of the way to investigate the bandaged-boy. "He's passed out...not good...I'm going to take him to my clinic." She looked around and spotted a rather healthy, strong-looking man. "You, sir! Would you help me with these two?" The man, confused, looked around before realizing that, yes, Megumi had called on him. He rushed up to Kaz. "Yes ma'am..." He picked up Kaz's limp body and hurried off with Megumi, who was supporting Kit. "Well then..." Yuka said as the four vanished from sight. She clapped her hands. "I wonder where those hot springs are..." "Hot springs?" a woman asked. The two turned to her. "You know?" "Well, acutally, it's quite interesting...these two girls were going to this one pond I know of...it's by my house, you see...One was talking about heating up the water, and the two giggled..." "Yeah? What?" Katana asked eagerly. "Yeah, spill it out old lady!" The woman sweatdropped and ignored Yuka's comment. "I was going shopping. When I came back, I could see steam...from the same pond! I heard the girls' voices...they were laughing, and talking about...'telly-viishen..." "Television," Yuka corrected quickly. "Well, where is it?" "Over there, across the bridge...and then you turn left..." The two girls vanished, tearing across the bridge and ripping through bushes and underbrush. "KURUMI! AMAYA?" "NUTTERS! WEIRDO?" Katana sweatdropped. "I see why Kit's so happy to get rid of you..."

Ah, cosplaying. Nope, I never done it. But I would definetly love to. As of the moment, I [i]could[/i] play Tamahome from Fushigi Yugi, since I cut my hair really short. I've thought about who I could cosplay, and ideas range from being Haruko of FLCL to Yusuke of Yu Yu Hakusho. At the moment, I'm trying to convince one of my friends to be a Red Racoon Dog with me (if you haven't read the fourth manga of Azumanga Daioh, you wouldn't get it) for Halloween. Unfortunately, I own nothing along the lines of authentic Japanese accessories. I really want a kimono though...*dreams*...

Nope, not very hard at all. The only thing I couldn't do was put the "Honesty..." text on Koga's head (hehe, that sounds funny). It didn't show well, so I just put it below. Balmung-kun, Koga-chan, and Kenshin-san. Don't ask how they got those nicknames. >.< [img]http://otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20711[/img] If you want something changed, just say so. ^^

[size=1][color=royalblue]I can make pies? Since when? *people in background sweatdrop* I think I can...nah, just kidding. I can. -____-; ------------------------ "Hot springs?" Katana asked suddenly, looking at the unconscious Yuka on the ground. "Yuka? Hey, Yuka?" She began poking her body. "YUKA? HEY, YUKA! Oh man, this could be bad..." There was only one thing to do... "OH MY GOD! JOHNNY DEPP!!!" she screeched, pointing at a tree. Yuka bolted upright. "WHERE'S MY DEPPY? [B]JOHNNY![/B]" "He's not here, dofus," Katana said, sweatdropping as Yuka franticlly began scanning the area. "He's...not?" "Nope." Yuka burst into tears. "I WANNA SEE JOHNNY! OH DEPPY, WHERE ARE YOU?!?!?!" Multiple sweatdrops appeared on Katana's head as Yuka began crying very hard, water gushing into buckets that had come from nowhere. "I heard Amaya telling Kurumi that she was going to a hotsprings. I thought we should go too." "But we have no idea where there are now, huh?" Yuka replied in a matter-of-fact tone, putting a stop to her crying. "I mean...they took off a while ago, right?" "You were out for about an hour or so." "What - you mean you left me here?" "Well, yeah. I went inside, ate some ricecakes, and had some tea. I also cleaned my swords. Kit left about half an hour ago, taking some sheets and Kaoru's clothesline with him, and was talking about statues and pies." "Mmm. Sounds good." "Yeah, but it's not that great of a combination. The statues would break, your teeth, you know." Yuka sweatdropped. "You don't have to be so literal, you know." Sanouske pushed open the front gate, sucking on a fishbone. He caught site of Katana and Yuka, and attempted to carefully slide away, but he tripped on an eggshell (>.>) and crashed into a tree. "Sano!" Katana cried happily, rushing up to him. "Do you know where Kurumi and Amaya are? Wait - how about Kitty-chan?" "Kitty-chan...? Well, uh...go ask Kit. He said something about catching up to Kurumi and Amaya after he closed shop." "Closed shop?" Yuka repeated, who suddenly appeared beside her compatriat. "GAH! Freaky kid! ...Well, he's down the road. You can't miss him - seriously, his 'shop' is a bunch of sheets and stuff...Hey, where'd you two go?" Sanouske looked down to see empty ground. A breeze flowed through the barren courtyard (go crappy drama! -.-; ). [center]***[/center] "Hey! He's right here!" "Oh crap!" Kit began making a hole in the ground to jump into, but he couldn't make it fast enough. Yuka and Katana came barrelling down the road and nearly colided into Kit's tent. "Hey Kitty-chan!" Katana cried cheerfully. "What's up?" Kit sweatdropped. "What?" [/color][/size]

"This WILL work..." aye? Hehehe. Well, I'll let you write what THAT means. ^^ ------------------------------ Katana quickly gobbled down her food and immediately grabbed Yuka's sleeve as she was munching on a riceball. Katana dragged her out of the room and outside, getting questioning looks from the rest of the group when the two left. "What the hell do you want with me?" Yuka demanded. "I'M HUNGRY, DAMMIT!" "Yeah, I know, but the new theme here seems to be getting a job," Katana replied, cotinuously flicking the earring on her right ear. "What are you talking about? I'm not getting a job!" "Hey hey hey! COOL IT! I never said we had to [i]get[/i] a job. We could...[i]make[/i] a job." "Huh?" "Maybe we can make some cash by fortune telling or something! I mean, seriously, think of all those historical battles and crap -" "What? I don't pay too much attention in History class, Kat." Katana sweatdropped. "Well, maybe it doesn't [i]have[/i] to be battles or sommin'...maybe like 'the price of meat will grow ever higher' or something." She looked up at the sky. "But I don't have a tax book with figures from historical Japan..." Yuka sighed and sweatdropped. "It's a good idea. Maybe we could...do something with our powers or...something." "We should do something that's totally weird...but legal." "Legal? Since when have we ever done something [i]legal[/i]?" "...That's a good question. We never have, 'cause we always have swords with us, you know?" "Yes, I do." The two continued jabbering, their plans becoming more and more unrealistic, not to mention illegal. They stopped when the Dojo's back door slid open. Nobody was there. "Uh, hi?" Yuka asked cautiously, eyeing the door suspisciously. [i]Poof[/i] "AGH! DAMMIT KAZ, GET THE HELL OFF ME!!!" "Hehehe, Katty's angre - WAGH! *gurggle gurggle* YAHHH!!! *cough gurggle* HELLLPPP!!!" Yuka looked on, sweatdropping. "Are you sure you have a crush on Kurumi?" ----------------------------------- That was my...rambling post. Nothing got down. -___-; Well, the main point of posting was to tell you all that I'm leaving tomorrow morning to go to - Niaaaa-graaaa Falls! :D I'll be able to post Sunday through Wedsnesday night or so, because the hotel there has "high speed internet access in every room!". *sweatdrop*

*looks up* I can easily say that those are some of the most creepy images I've ever seen. Not really a big fan of skulls and stuff... They're pretty okay, except for the text. They sorta bled and blended into the pics too much. The sketchy effect on the banner is pretty nifty, though. ^^

Thanks for attempting to do this. ^^; But it's too big. It looks like the exact same size as the original, too...

Hello! I need some help on this image I found. It's an animated pic from Azumanga Daioh, featuring the Numbnuts doing their little dancing thingie (*shrugs*) during the opening credits. ^^; If possible, I'd like it to have a border of some sorts, just to make it look neat. So, if you can resize it to within banner limits of the OB, I would much appreciate it.