Katana

"LOVE AND PEACE!!!!" -Vash "I'm not built for running. I'm built for kickin' your butt." -Me "Me thinks your brain has left the building." -007 "What-whatta mean, we? Me, I, myself!" -EowynElf

*grins* I love them! Did you make the avator in Paint Shop Pro? I recongnize the weaving thing. :D Their really cool!

OOC: Okay, sorry bout that. It was one of those things where you type up something but then somebody else posts before you...yeah. ----- "This is not the place for me," Nami mumbles, picking herself up from the ground. She made her way over to the side of the park (the one opposite Adrianne and Jack), near the Pawn Shop. The retractable knife was in her hand and she kept flicking out the blade. It was still sleek, even though she had stolen it from the Pawn Shop, and reminded Nami of how she became where she was. "Am I crazy?" she asked herself. "Yes, yes I am. What - who do I think I am, just going up to some gang with years of experience of living on the streets? They've been in tons more fights then me, that's for sure. Not to mention the fact that their way older than me." In a huff she crossed onto Main Street, stuffing her cold hands into her pockets. She heard the normal sound of negotiaters, arguing on what the price would be. Nami remembered the days she had been a part of a group like that - when she was ten and had no where to go. Shrugging off memories of her past, she went over to the Japanese Flower shop and crossed over to the ally. There she laid down and slept, waiting for what the next day would bring.

*grins* Nice banner, although the Vash image is, yeah, kinda pixely. Wha'd ya use to make it?

"I smell food," muttered Nami, crawling out of the shadows in the park. She saw the gang from earlier: tossing a stick to a dog, eating, lying on tree branches... The smell of cigarette smoke fill her nose. "Egh...I hate when people smoke. Free country I guess." She stood up and made her way over to the oak tree. Her stomach felt uncomfterble with being around teenagers, but she finally worked up the courage. "Chips, Gatoraide, cigarrettes, although I highly doubt you smoke," said Adrianne. "Help yourself. People like us are always welcome." Nami grinned and, without a word, snatched up two bags of chips and a slightly cold Gatoraide. While she muched on the chips, the dog whom she had seen eariler came up. "Nof dowgie. 'an't et uu have ese. Mi ood," said Nami through mouthfulls of chips. The dog cocked its head, confused. "Aw, he can eat," said Akasuki, scratching the dog on his (is it a guy?) head. Nami swallowed. "Cute dog. I remember having one. That's when I was little." "You are little." "Shut up."

Nami heard the loud yelling of the thugs. It reminded her of a fight she saw last week as she laid low on the cold, concret roof of the currently-closed Chinese restaurant (gah...that's the one word I CAN'T spell...). The loud bangs made by massive fists shook the building the young girl layed on. She held onto the raised up edge the best she could, her fingers turning white. After a few more minutes of, "Let's see...yelling, screaming, loud bangings, punches, kicks, and the building shaking," Nami could tell the fight was over. The three thugs lay moaning on the blacktop, badly hurt by the way they grunted. Feeling satisfied with the way the fight concluded, Nami stood up and walked to her escape route. "Who's there?" came the voice of Adrianne. The sound of a gun being cocked met the girl's ears. "Eep," she muttered to herself, running to the other edge of the roof. Looking down, all that was between Nami and freedom was an old rusted ladder and a medium sized ally way. Carefully, she made her way onto the ladder and cautiously stepped down each step (what do you call a ladder's thingies?). "Kid, if your going to make an escape take my advice and make it a little faster." There was the odd gang of various age groups, most of them in their late teens. Nami suddenly felt very out of place. Jumping down the the last bit of the ladder, she held up her arms. "Surrender," she said, then flopped her arms to her side. The knife in her pocket seemed close, yet far away. And how could she take on a gang that included a 6 foot something bear who was drunk, a martial arts master, and some girl with two insane dogs and some stupid bird? Nami took the chance. She slipped out her knife and hid it behind her hand, then quickly flipped out the blade. She stood, ready to attack, when the drunk burst out laughing. "K-k-kid, we'rrrrre not gonnaa h-h-hurt ya!" He staggered from side to side, grinning. "Uh-huh. Yeah. I've met people like you before. And I've learned to never trust what you say." ---- Self centered? Yup. :D Sorry if it seems that way, but I don't think it likely for some twelve-year-old to just walk up casually to a group of teenagers, so yeah.

Name: Julgina Katameii Luyaki Yues Zyilr Ikiralyuer is her full name, goes by Jordan Age: 21 Gender: Female Reputation: Rising Theif Speacialty: Con artist, stratigest Weapon(s): Twin guns that fire two bullets at a time Apperance: Immmmmaggggeeeee Bio: Got into her con artist days by selling her milk at school when she was eight. Ever since, she's been ripping people off but is very good at it. She completed college at an early age and couldn't get much of a job, so she went into theivery. Quote: "All sales are final." PS: The pic is of Meryl, for those of you that watch Trigun. Couldn't get a much better image for myself, but it works just fine. :D

"Tan," whispered Moriko to her elf friend, "I'm not letting you die. No matter what. Even when those three weeks are done and over, and if we haven't found the healing sword, I'm still looking. You're not dying that easily on me. And besides, you too young!" "What-whatta mean, too young? I'M 333!!!" "That's still young for an elf." Tani sighed. "Whatever." Moriko smiled. [i]Yes! Success! Now she can't die on me![/i] "How's the wound?" "Okay for the fact that it's cursed." "Need some more healing?" "Nah." "Hey, I know it's only temporary relief, but it'll help, trust me." The elf sighed. "Fine. I know you won't let up without a fight." "Yep," replied the fox, tossing a ball of pale blue energy in the air. She then threw it at Tani's wound. "AHH!!!" She wasn't fast enough. The energy hit Tani, then merged into her wound. "See? Fast relief, eh? Human medicine can't beat that." "Nice," said Rann, who (just) happened to be walking next to them. "Moriko, I got a scratch on my arm and it really hurts and I was wondering-" "No. :lecture: I only help those in need." Rann raised an eyebrow. "Uh-huh..." he replied slowly. Tani shifted uncomterbly in her shoes. [i]"I'm gonna die from this, I know I am. No amount of Morik's healing will help now."[/i] ------ Okay, end of offical post. There's this thing that's been bugging me and I have to tell someone, but BEWARE! THIS (could) BE A MAJOR SPOILER! [spoiler]Well, Tani sent me an e-mail stating that she would kill off her character with the sword. I knew something was up, but not that. I'm protesting her from doing that at school, but she's all "They need somebody to die!" I just replied, "We already have people dying! The soilders!" ;)[/spoiler]

Or maybe it's because of culture...? See, in Japan, China, etc, women aren't as important as men. That's probably why you only see one female fighter in the flashback by Vegeta recalling how Freiza destroyed the planet. And that's probably why Pan doesn't go Super (I say Pan cause she's the only girl that trained...) Yup, culture. Or that's just what I say. And like how somebody else said, if you had Pan or Bra running around with SSJ strength, there'd be more focus on the women rather than the men. See? There are plently of unspoken clues, I think. And if you know the culture of Japanese people, you know women aren't as..."special"...as men. heero12, I have to clear the basic rules of Fusion for you: Two people, with about the same height, weight, age, and strength. So Pan and Goku couldn't fuse (don't think they'd wanna either...:nono: )

*looks around* ... ---- Name: Nami Gender: Female Age: 12 (is that too young? just tell if so) Hair: Straight, short, light brown with light blue streak Eyes: Icy blue Height: 5'1'' Talent or Skill: Good at throwing knives Self Defense Weapon: Retractable knife (looks like a keychain) Reason: Orphaned at a young age, then ran away from the orphange when she was eight. Wouldn't mind living at one of the homes on the hill, but prefers street life. Personality: Ahtough she's young, that doesn't mean Nami's sweet. She is strong for a girl but prefers to use her knife. Even with her past, she has funny moments and likes to be a goof. She's smart though, and won't be taken lightly. ---- That good? Is it? Is it? IS IT?

Oh. Okay. Well, I'm experimenting with different image editing softwares and while I was doing that, I created this. *wallows in self pity* EVERYBODY HATES ME!!!! :bawl: *sees people are still watching her* Oh, whoops! Enjoy?

One: Okay. I got it. Two: I really like this new one. Plain and goes with my taste. Three: I have to say, the pic of the cat-girl is NOT mine. Somebody else made it and I changed the hair a bit. So I'm saying the pic isn't mine, it's that other person's whom I don't know their name. Four: The Otaku Agents are this group of anime obsessed kids at my school. And the Air Band...I put that in for fun. :D

My banner! My Kuro Neko banner! Just made, fresh from Paint Shop Pro! Wha'cha think?

:therock: Uh-huh... ARGH! I'm so mad at myself! I recorded last night's Trigun episode cause it's my favorite and I missed a bit at the beginning! GAH! *goes into some insane fit of rage*

...Is this the day we're doing the all nighter? I CAN'T! School...:grumble: ----- "What's wrong?" asked Jordan. "DON'T KILL MY DBD! YOU CAN'T!!!!" The rat saw Alethea and scurryed off down the hall, disappearing as it turned to the left. "Food!" shouted Suzuki suddenly, poking Jordan in the back. "Oh! Yeah! Right! Off to the storage closet I go..." Alethea followed. "That was weird," said Suzuki, sighing. "Yeah," replied Miki, "Close call. Or we might've been eating rat on a stick." ---- "Holy cr-look at all this stuff!" Alethea walked down the steps, Jordan behind her. The two were lead into a room stocked with food. "Does this stuff have an experation date?" asked Jordan, wiping some dust off a can of peanuts. "Who cares? RAMEN!" replied Alethea, opening up a closet stuffed full of Ramen packets. "Ya think she has chopsticks? That's the real fun is eating that kinda stuff with chopsticks." Alethea shrugged, then piled as much Ramen packets as she could on her arms. Jordan grabbed some cookies and more Ramen, and followed Alethea up the stairs. --- *polishes off bowl that had Ramen in it* Fwa...Ramen! So good!

"Tan!" yelled Moriko, running to the elf's side. She pulled out the sword, a sharp silver blade splattered in blood at the tip. "You [i]heal[/i]?" came a voice, that Moriko recongnized too well as Katumea's. "Yeah. What's wrong with that?" The wolf just laughed, her small fangs gleaming. "Well, what are you going to do?" "Easy. Fight." With that, Katumea ran into a group of soilders, her sword ready. "Heal heal heal heal..." mumbled Moriko, placing her hands above Tani's chest. A pale blue light appeared around the fox's hands, then shot to the wounded area on the elf. "Ow..ow..ow...OW! WOULD YOU STOP THAT?!" Tani stood up, rubbing her chest. "C'mon! We can't let the others have all the fun!" "I don't like fighting! You know that!" "...Who said anything about you fighting? You could protect us, ya know." Moriko ran out into a large group of soilders. She conjured up a cerulean sphere of light and threw it at a soilder. He instantly froze. "Oh yeah! Been too long of a time since I've fought some humans!" Moriko followed her attack with her butterfly sword, making one sweep around the frozen soilder. It shattered. "Fwa hahaha! Never underestimate me!" "Sheesh. She's gettin' a big rush. Too big, if ya ask me," grumbled Tani.

Yeah, but by the time I posted that, yours was already up. *sighs* Sheesh...thought I'd make it...

Yeah, you may be on to somethin' there. Well, since Sora is some little 4th grader, he may look up to BT as a mom - in some insane twisted way. Hmm...abused childhood? Or maybe it's because BT gets a lot of info all the time and Sora wants it, and if she doesn't tell him, Sora kills her. Eh...kinda strange.

AH! AH! I saw that pic on a jewelry box before! In fact, it was just last Monday, the 18th, I believe. Me and my parents went to Lake Geneva and went in what we call a "s*it shop". It was a reallly cool box too, and I wanted to get it, but I didn't have enough money... Really good drawing! 8/10

James. Overall nice guy, ya know?

Fwa, no. When SK fell down, he said to BT "Heal me" and she responded "If you can talk then heal yourself." I'm guessing Silver Knight either healed himself or was healed by Tsukasa.

9/10 This was a great episode! POOR MAHA! I started crying when he died... Ooo...weird when [spoiler]Bear asked Tsukasa if he (she) would like him (Bear) to be his (her) guardian in the real world.[/spoiler] That was truley weird .hack moment. YAH! GO CRIM! YOU KNOCKED SORA OFF A ROOF AND GAVE HIM SOME FIRST-HAND FLYING LESSONS! :sweat: I'll shut up now... Hmm...I dunno what much else I can say. I'm glad they put Mimiru running into the portal with Tsukasa and Subara. Mimiru's my favorite character, that's why. :D Now that's two anime episodes I'm dying to see next week - Rurouni Kenshin and .hack//SIGN

:bawl: MAHA!!!!!!!!!!!! *puts flowers in front of stone that says 'Maha' on it* Well...what can be said? He was a cute little cat that died thanks to those stupid guardian things. *holds up sign saying 'Kill the Guardians!'*

*glomps Shippo* THANK YOU!!!! At least somebody liked it! *hugs Shippo* THANKIE!!!!!!!

Do you really wanna know? [spoiler]Subaru[/spoiler]