Annie

[size=1][b]??fourth notice? Wouldn?t that mean we?ve already received two notices?? [/b] the Nomad plucked at his beard and pulled out a hair, this was followed by a slight whimper from him. [b]?No, it means we should have already had [I]three[/I] notices, genius,?[/b] Raccoon Glory rolled his little, beady eyes. [b]?Listen, you muskrat,?[/b] Nomad began, wagging his finger that was still intertwined with his beard. [b]?He?s a raccoon,?[/b] Baby Punk patted Raccoon Glory?s head. Raccoon Glory fluffed his tail. [b]?I think he knows that, Baby,?[/b] Captain Death placed a hand firmly on Nomad?s shoulder. Nomad shifted a bit. His face twisted and contorted, suggesting his brain was warring with whether he should tell the truth, or go along with the good ol? captain. Though, try as he might to keep a smooth atmosphere, it was sensed by everyone?s heightened super powers that he wasn?t, in fact, telling the truth; he had no idea what the difference between a muskrat and raccoon was. Coughing, Captain Death released his grip on the wizard?s shoulder and excused himself. [b]?Right then, problem solved. See, I just knew my super knowledge could save us,?[/b] OtakuBot locked his fists on his hips. [b]?You..didn?t do anything,?[/b] Tiger Girl 3 scratched at her elbow. [b]?You say that now,?[/b] OtakuBot winked slyly, tapping the tiger girl on the nose. [b]?Well, I?m going to go make muffins,?[/b] Baby Punk spun on her heel and walked toward the kitchen. While everyone did their own thing, Baby Punk gathered all the ingredients she needed and began to put together a mix. It was relaxing for her; she liked baking, though she wasn?t good at it at all. Who cares if the cornbread came out with actual corn cobs stuck in it, or if the cake lacked fluffiness and was replaced with a couple pounds of weight, or if the brownies ended up being jell-o; at least she had a pleasant time making disasters. However, during the ritual of whisking the eggs, Baby Punk?s mind didn?t focus on muffins. All she thought about was the notice. Normally, she was the one to check the mail box every morning. Except on Sundays and holidays, or when she woke up too late?.or when she was in the shower. But, who checked the mail on the days she didn?t? Captain Death didn?t like going out into the sunlight much; Raccoon Glory and Super Absorbent couldn?t reach the mail box; OtakuBot would accidentally blow up the mail box in attempt to use his mind; Bee would probably get caught up in trying to cross the road in some dramatic way and give up shortly; The Blue Nomad?.well..is the Blue Nomad. What about that Tiger Girl 3 and her sister? Could the tiger have eaten the mail..? Baby Punk caught herself splashing up egg onto the counter and shook her head of such accusing thoughts. The tiger sisters were probably the only, actually, positively sincere and earnest heroes of the group. The seemed to be genuine. Baby Punk held up the whisk, staring down at the bowl of orange-ish goo. No matter who it was, there had to be an explanation as to why the notices went?well, unnoticed. Baby Punk looked towards the rest of her comrades; eyeing them, watching for any sort of suspicious movements. Alas, no one made much movement. Again, Baby Punk shook her head. What was she thinking? No one in Hero Patrol would put their friends at bay, much less themselves; this was the only place where they could be accepted as perfectly normal. This was the only place where their incredible super human abilities appeared to be nothing any grander than the natural blink of an eye. This was home, the only home. [b]?Baby Punk,?[/b] Super Absorbent?s voice hit her ears like a spitball, [b]?You?re dripping egg all over the floor.? ?Oh, sorry about that,?[/b] she put the whisk down and reached for Super Absorbent. [b]?Excuse me,?[/b] he tried to wriggle from her grip. [b]?Today?s crime of me spilling egg is taken care of; thanks to Super Absorbent!?[/b] Baby Punk quickly wiped up the puddle of jelly-like substance, rinsed the sponge out, and posed with her arm out holding Super Absorbent. [b]?Now, let?s eat!?[/b] she gleamed, holding out the bowl of muck in her other hand. [b]?Ew,?[/b] Tiger Girl 3 wrinkled her nose.[/size]

[size=1]Eh, I played around with it; even croped it differently. It's hard to get the grainy-ness out of her hair, so if you complain about that, then you try to fix it >: ( Hehe, I kid. But seriously, I'm a bit happier with this version. Other than it's still a bit fuzzy, but if I sharpen it anymore, the grain will be unfixable--and her hair will look even worse than it is. [/size]

[size=1]O_O I don't know about anyone else, but that one moves hyperspeed. Is it supposed to do that?[/size]

[size=1]How could a white line be distracting? That sexy pirate just commands my attention ^_~ I'd hit that. Anyhow, since I'm here, I'll re-rate your set. Your banner/avi/sig set, that is, ahem. Your banner is creative, and I am a huge fan of fire/flames, but I will say that it's sort of hard to read. The contrast is good, but I think the font style is the problem--for me, anyways. Your avatar could [as a whole] use some shadow/highligt filtering or curve tinkering (to brighten it up some). But the one thing that really bothers me, no border. >>; Just doesn't look finished. A simple, black, 1 pixel border would close them up and leave them looking a bit cleaner. 6/10.[/size]

[QUOTE=? Nomad Tical ?]This is officially th e best episode because it features the almighty Dragon_Warrior. [/QUOTE] [size=1]Booo..*throws tomatoes at you* Hehe, thanks for reading up ^_^[/size]

[size=1]Well, here's the third installment. I was toying around with taking out a character and replacing him; didn't work like I had thought up in my head--but, here it goes. And no, it's not because of the person I used; it's just that the two aren't compatible like the original couple. [center][b][u]We're Anchormen![/b][/u][/center] [I]-JJ waves furiously at Co-Anchorman Alex, who is sitting by himself-[/I] [b]?You know you do have a voice, right??[/b] -Alex holds his hand out to catch crumbs from the muffin he?s eating. [b]?Yes, I am aware of that. I just walked into the studio when you looked up to see me flailing my arms about,?[/b] -JJ walks up and places his hands on the news desk. [b]?You?re early, what?s up??[/b] -Alex finishes his muffin, brushing the crumbs to the floor. [b]?Alan called in sick tonight. I was, uh, forced to call back-up,?[/b] -JJ plays with the hem of his pants. [I]-Alex drops his pen and gulps-[/I] [b]?No, not-?[/b] -Alex began, standing up slowly. [b]?Yes, Dragon Warrior. He was the only available back-up!?[/b] -JJ stands back, throwing his hands up in defense. [b]?I-I can?t work with him! He?ll maim me with random humor! I can?t, JJ!?[/b] -Alex screeched, much like a little girl who didn?t get her way. [b]?Tough titties, Alex. You?ll host with DW, or you?re fired,?[/b] -JJ puts on his headset and walks towards the control room, then stops to call over his shoulder, [b]?Oh, and I?ll have your mustache.?[/b] [I]-Alex?s eyes grow to the size of saucer plates and he sits down-[/I] [b]?He didn?t mean it, Mr. Stache,?[/b] -Alex coos and rubs his mustache. [I]-Minutes later, DW shows up in a blue cloak and tan hat; he looks so mysterious; Alex sits rigid on his stool, eyeing the DW from the corner of his eyes[/I]- [b]?We?re on in 3...2...and..?[/b] -JJ holds up a fist with his index finger raised. [I]-Music note plays and the light shines on the odd figure that is DW-[/I] [b]?Moo,?[/b] -says DW, his yellow eyes peering out at the camera. [b]?U-uh, good evening everyone. Anchorman Dragon Warrior is joining us this evening, as Anchorman Alan is absent,?[/b] -Alex cuts in, clearing his throat, [b]?As always, I?m Co-Anchorman Alex.? ?That?s right, Co-Anchorman Alex. I, Dragon Warrior, the OB?s sexiest black mage will keep you hot, young ladies company,?[/b] -DW swaggers, tipping his hat. [I]-Alex rolls his eyes[/I]- [b]?Right, so, what are we to talk about tonight, DW??[/b] -Alex tries to sound enthused. [b]?That?s ?Dragon Warrior? to you,?[/b] -DW scowls, [b]?Only the womenesses can call me ?DW?. And kitties. Because kitties are soft and fuzzy and make me happy.?[/b] [I]-Alex and DW stare at each other; Alex?s eye twitches, DW purrs[/I]- [b]?JJ??[/b] -Alex looks to the control room. [I]-JJ points at his upper lip, indicating where a mustache would be[/I]- [b]?Okay, okay. I?ll take lead,?[/b] -Alex nods, looking to his cue cards. [b]?And I?ll take a cappuccino, tall and extra light on the foam,?[/b] -DW stretches. [b]?Dragon Warrior, we?re not ordering drinks. Besides, extra light foam on a cappuccino would just be espresso,?[/b] -Alex points. [b]?What are you pointing at?? ?I wasn?t physically pointing; it was a statement.? ?Can I go play now??[/b] -DW whimpers. [b]?You can play with my foot!?[/b] -Alex growls. [I]-JJ threatens with a pair of scissors-[/I] [b]?Right, tonight we take you to the Anthology, again. Only this time, it is a lighter, happier, and sexier reason,?[/b] -Alex nods and turns to DW. [b]?Sex?? ?No, ?sexier?. As in, Goddess?s story, [I] The Bikini Bandits Strike Back![/I]?[/b] -Alex chuckles. [b]?Balls! She?s back with all the babes in bikinis!?[/b] -DW gets overly excited and falls over, his blue cloak spreads around him. [b]?Gasp! Cover that up, Dragon Warrior!?[/b] -Alex shields his eyes. [b]?Sorry ?bout that,?[/b] -DW gets up and dusts himself off. [b]?Right, now, Annie?s back; but not with the original cast. She?s recruited only five girls this time. And I?ve been told that the story isn?t going to be as cooky or random as the last time,?[/b] -Alex nods. [b]?Still, babes in bikinis. Thank god it?s all girls; I don?t know if I could handle seeing another speedo,?[/b] -DW eats a straw. [b]?Me either, Dragon Warrior,?[/b] -Alex smiles at the camera. [b]?Yes??[/b] -DW looks up, the straw sticking out from under his hat. [b]?N-nothing, I was agreeing with you,?[/b] -Alex blinks. [b]?To what?? ?To not wanting to see a speedo.? ?I said that??[/b] -DW?s straw falls onto the desk. [I]-Alex stares, flabbergasted-[/I] [b]?Anyhow, sources have told us that Annie promises a plot twist like no other,?[/b] -Alex plays with his mustache. [b]?Twister? I love that game! It?s fun to play with hot chicks and in the nude,?[/b] -DW giggles. [b]?Oh, and KY jelly is fun to!? ?Ew, you pervert,?[/b] -DW sits back, but forgets there are no backs to stools and falls off once more. [b]?I can?t win with you,?[/b] -Alex tosses his clipboard over his shoulder, [b]?Anyway, the point of tonight?s show is to inform everyone to keep your eyes on [I]The Bikini Bandits Strike Back![/I], as I?m sure it?s going to be good. Thank you, and good night. I?m your Co-Anchorman Alex.?[/b] [I]-DW?s voice from behind the desk-[/I] [b]?And I?m Humpty Dumpty. Now, Alex, come down here and put me together.?[/b] [i]-Alex motions to JJ-[/i] [b]"Uh, JJ. Could I get a hammer?"[/b] [b]"Which will it be?"[/b] -JJ calls. [i]-Alex looks at DW who is dancing on his back-[/i] [b]"Better make it the sledge."[/b][/size] *edited, compliments for Mr. Alex

[LEFT][size=1][b][color=darkslateblue]?Previously on--?[/b] -Alan starts. [b]?Wow, this was so last year. You should?ve said ?Last year?,?[/b] -Alex blurts in. [I]-silence, Alan glares at Alex-[/i] [b]?Do you really want to take this job, you jerk? I mean, I?m only reading the fuckin? cue cards!?[/b] -Alan shakes his papers at the cue card man, John. [I]-Alex looks on innocently and pats Alan on the shoulder-[/I] [b]?Ah, I?m sorry,?[/b] -Alex smiles. [b]?I can continue??[/b] -Alan huffs. [b]?Absolutely,?[/b] -Alex motions to the camera. [I]-Alan shuffles his papers and coughs; Alex gnaws on a pen-[/i] [b]?Previously on The Bikini Bandits, we left Annie in-?[/b] -Alan is interrupted, yet again. [I]-Alex stands up, spilling his coffee all over Alan?s lap-[/i] [b] ?Stop, stop! We didn?t leave Annie, she left us,?[/b] -Alex stomps his foot. [I]-much, MUCH cursing and swearing from Alan-[/I] [b]?Ah, for Christ?s sake, Alex! Can?t you keep your pie hole closed for three fucking minutes. Because that?s all it?s going to take!?[/b] -Alan stands up, threatening Alex with a hairbrush. [I]-Alex sits down sharply; followed by Alan-[/i] [b] ?I?m sorry, but we really need to shoot White,?[/b] -Alex grins a Cheshire cat-like grin. [I]-Alan blinks dumbfounded as Alex gnaws on his clipboard-[/i] [b] ?Could we just do a play back of where the story was left of, please? I mean, I?m about to strangle this guy,?[/b] -Alan looks to JJ. [I]-nervous laughter from Alan, mumbling and bickering from JJ and assistant, Boo; the two finally agree, nodding to Alan-[/i] [b] ?We?re going to do that? Awesome, thank you. Now, do yourselves a favor and play the damn tape. I?m done.?[/b] [I]-Alan walks out of the room-[/I] [b]?Pansy,?[/b] -Alex snickers, continuing to gnaw at random objects. [I]-Alan pumps his shotgun; sounds of Alex screaming are drown out by impressive music and flashes of sexy girls in bikinis-[/i][/color] Anyhow, hello everyone, and welcome to The Bikini Bandits Strike Back! The last time we heard from these scantily clad crime-fighters, they took on quite a few OB honchos that included the infamous, notorious mage Dragon Warrior, the ever-fluorescent Shinmaru who really isn?t fluorescent anymore but deserved what he got at the time, and the not-so-mysteriously-dangerous-now Site Director, James. Last time, we thought we had heard the end of Annie and the Bandits, but alas, you have not. [I]Obviously, or you wouldn?t be posting.[/I] That?ll be enough of you, JJ. [I]Okay.[/I] Continuing, what brings the Bikini Bandits back? What, you might ask? Well, over the year, most of the group has disbanded and laid dormant. Sadly, the year 2005 really didn?t pose for much inspiration or need for the Bandits. However, this is no moon; it?s a space station---[I]Annie?.[/I] Yes, JJ?I know. [I]Fix it.[/I] Ahem, what I really meant to say was ?however, it is not 2005 any longer; it is 2006--a brand new year?. This year is just making grounds, but alas, there are many new things to encounter; for one, new moderators. Well, they were appointed new moderators last year, but we?re going to pick on them now. [I]That didn?t make--[/I] No, it didn?t?[I]Oh well.[/I] Brushing that confusing paragraph aside, let?s get down to business. During this quiet time, Annie watched over the OB; observing all the changes, additions, and new comers. But none were as eye-catching as one newly appointed moderator. Noo?not one. It was on the first day of the eighth month of the year two-thousand and five (8-01-05) that Annie?s fate would turn upside-down. The day Stuart was dubbed moderator of the Otaku Lounge. She knew this might cause rifts between older members, but never thought it would end up the way it did. I wish I could tell you that Stuart?s mod dubbing had a happy story, but alas, I cannot. You see, it would ruin the story and all the fun. But, what I can tell you is that this series is going to prove your expectations wrong. In this run, you?ll find that what you thought you knew, isn?t what you know because I know that you don?t know what I know. ???..Right. Anyway, I probably didn?t fill you in on what?s to come, but where?s the fun in that? I hope you are prepared for a mostly new line up of Bandits, new cameos, new twists, and a new story. I?m planning on keeping one full-stead plot line, instead of bouncing around different ideas (and people, lol) as last time. I can?t promise it will live up to the last one, but with your support, I will do my best. [I]*Now that the story is in motion, I will not be accepting any more people for Bikini Bandits; sorry, but it just gets confusing adding people.[/I][/size] [center][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/bb1.jpg[/IMG][/center] [b][u][center][size=3]Chapter 1- It Begins Here[/size][/b][/u][/center] [size=1]The Otaku Lounge. So full of life, anger, sorrow, politics, joy, melancholy thoughts, devious debates, exuberance of being with loved ones. The O. Lounge (as it has been called) was truly the one place on the OB where you could always find something interesting going on. Whether it was a pleasant visit or not, you?re sure to have left the Lounge with something to talk about. When you had your fill of RPGs, critiquing art works, complaining about pop punk, the Lounge was always open with new, and not so new, discussion. It was one sunny afternoon in August when the Lounge buzzed with new life. The day Stuart was birthed from a Member to [b]Moderator of Otaku Lounge[/b]. It was here a twisted game of chess began, and poor, young Stuart was the pawn of [I]someone?s[/I] despicable plot. One so powerful that the site director and administrators had to summon the sexy Bikini Bandits, and affiliates. [i]Earlier that sunny afternoon?[/I] Annie lay stretched out on a lawn chair beside a swimming pool. Sadly, there were no Bandits causing ruckus for entertainment. But it did allow her to even out her tan without being splashed at random; paralyzing her hot body with seemingly freezing water. She missed the Bandits, missed the adventures; she even missed seeing Corey in a speedo. Well?maybe not, but it was still amusing to see Gavin?s reaction each time they were in the same room together. She rolled over on her stomach and peered at the pool over her black sunglasses, thinking of nothing in particular, when her younger, but twin brother, JJ walked through the sliding doors of their house. He was holding onto a cell phone and held it out to Annie. Following him were dozens of shiny, glittering jewels. [b]?I told him you were relaxing and didn?t want to be bothered,?[/b] JJ shrugged, [b]?But he?s a persistent one.? ?Who is ?he???[/b] Annie propped herself up by her elbow, but fell through the slats of the lawn chair. JJ, after having a minute of insane giggling, helped her sit up fully and handed her the phone. Embarrassed, Annie stood up and snatched the phone. [b]?Hello??[/b] she turned her back, walking down the side of the pool. [b]?Hello, Annie-chan,?[/b] replied a distinguishable voice. [b]?Ah, James. What can I do for you??[/b] Annie looked over her shoulder to see a trail of the shinnies lurking behind her. [b]?We need to meet. Are you free this evening?? ?I am, yes,?[/b] Annie stretched and yawned. [b]?Great, will you meet me in myO page in a couple of hours??[/b] [b]?Sure thing. Is something wrong??[/b] [b]?Well, not necessarily. Something is bothering me, though, and I?d like to talk, ?[/b] James? voice sounded weighed. [b]?Okay, I?ll be there in a couple of hours.? ?Wonderful, I?ll see you then,?[/b] a soft click ended the conversation. Annie flipped the cover of the phone and walked into the house, JJ and shiny jewels followed. [b]?What?s up??[/b] he asked, closing the doors. [b]?I don?t know, really. James didn?t sound to happy,?[/b] Annie took off her flip flops and started for the bathroom. [b]?Well, I?m making some pizza. Are you going to have some??[/b] JJ called from over the kitchen counter. [b]?Of course, I will!?[/b] Annie shut the door to the bathroom. [I]Later?[/I] Annie knocked on James? myO backroom, hoping she wasn?t too late; the shinnies decided to help JJ and get covered in pizza dough and sauce. It took a while to get crust and stains out of her hair and get the shinnies cleaned up. The door opened to reveal James looking rather peculiarly dressed in a maroon suit and top hat. Annie eyed his top hat for a brief second before observing the cane he held lightly in his left hand. Giving a slight smirk, James twirled his cane once; Annie fainted. Minutes later, Annie woke up to fuzzy surroundings and Disposable Teens playing in the background. James ruffled her hair playfully before handing her a glass of water. [b]?Sorry about that, Annie dear. I wasn?t expecting you to react to my cane like that,?[/b] he chuckled, removing his top hat. [b]?Me either,?[/b] she blushed, taking a sip of water. [b]?I will also apologize for the starkness of my backroom; I?ve been terribly busy with the new myO project and the Art of Otaku. You know about that right??[/b] Annie sat up and nodded, [b]?So, what is troubling you?? ?You saw I hired more mods, right? And I know you know Stuart,?[/b] he started, standing up, [b]?He?s been doing just fine; but lately, he?s been acting strange. I?m not sure if you?ve noticed, seeing as how you occupy most of your time in The Arena.?[/b] [b]?No, I haven?t noticed. His behavior seems to be fine over AIM,?[/b] Annie spoke over her glass, [b]?Can you describe what?s been going on?? ?He?s been a bit absurd with his mod posts, almost as if he were trying to make a statement. Sort of, ?I?m mod, and you aren?t; so you?ll do what I say.? And I know that?s not like him, but for the past few days, I?ve been noticing this behavior and it?s disturbing me. It?s almost as if whatever he posts is scripted, you know?? [/b] James paced, jabbing at the floor with his cane. His other hand plucked aimlessly at an imaginary beard. [b]?Like it was planned??[/b] Annie blinked, setting the empty glass down. [b]?Yeah, like he?s being controlled. I?ve spoken to him over AIM about this at least three times, and he apologizes with the same excuse every time,?[/b] the site director clinched his gloved hand. [b]?What?s the excuse?? ? ?It wasn?t me, I swear.?,?[/b] James rubbed his temple, [b]?All I can tell him is that he needs to resolve whatever issue is going on, or I?ll have to take away his mod rod.?[/b] Annie nodded, [b]?I?m gathering it?s not being taken care of. Perhaps, I should talk to him. See if he tells me anything different. If we get different stories, then something has to be wrong.? ?Yeah. This worries me, because if he?s not doing it, who is and how are they doing it?? ?Well, the only people who have the power to edit someone?s post is an admin, or his fellow moderators in the Lounge,?[/b] Annie folded her hands behind her head. [b]?I really hope it?s nothing that serious. I?m hoping that he?s just having personal problems that is effecting his posting. But, I gave him three good warnings,?[/b] James stood, taking up his top hat, [b]?I?m afraid I won?t be as forgiving the next time it happens. And honestly, I don?t want to have to think of what I?ll be forced to say.? ?I understand,?[/b] Annie looked up, trying to ignore the mesmerizing cane in his hand. [b]?I actually wanted to ask you and the Bandits to investigate. Watch him carefully; he?s been quiet for the past few days,?[/b] James walked towards the My Site window and stared out. [b]?I?ll see what we can do,?[/b] Annie rose and walked towards the door. [b]?Thank you, Annie,?[/b] James tipped his hat. With a blink of an eye, James disappeared into other myO pages. Annie sighed heavily, and pulled the door open into a refreshed page of her backroom. Wandering aimlessly, Annie?s head whirled with ideas, thoughts, concerns. It was time to make a few calls. [/size] [size=1]Well, I went back and looked, and decided that I gave you all sooo much to read, so I shortened the first chapter. That's okay though, I can start off the second with the new Bandit's introductions ^_~[/size][/LEFT]

[size=1]Ah hah~ "Draw", get it? XD Simple, blunt humor. Gotta love it.[/size]

[size=1]Oh geeze, lol. I think I went cross-eyed trying to read through the n00b language. I apologize for not keeping up, but I promise I will from now on. Now, I have one way to describe this chapter: adrenaline rush, to the max. I was actually cheering on Alan, and cursing out loud, while reading, lol. Just awesome.[/size]

[size=1]Hehe, thank you all. [b]Mimmi[/b], my dearest, I have it in my mind that you would blow the rest of the Bandits out of the water with sheer physical and persona beauty! You are the most beautiful person I know, doll. This is definitely as much fun to write as it is to read, I assure you. Jamie, I had to honor your story. It's just awesome. That's the only reason why I put myself in [i]We're Anchormen![/i] this time. So, without further adieu, the second installment of [center][b][u]We're Anchormen![/b][/u][/center] [b]?Rolling on 3..2..and..?[/b] -JJ, the new producer, waves his hand and speaks into his headset, coordinating the camera crew. [I]-a small musical note plays, light shines on the two anchormen-[/I] [b]?Good evening, I?m Anchorman Alan,?[/b] -Alan flashes a sparkly grin and turns in his stool to face Co-Anchorman Alex. [b]?And I?m Grant Goodeve, and welcome to ?If These Walls Could Talk?,?[/b] -Alex nods firmly, clasping his hands together and wiggling his eyebrows. [I]-a long silence, JJ clamps his hand over his forehead and sighs heavily; Alan groans[/I]- [b]?Oh, sorry. Wrong show,?[/b] -Alex coughs, fluffs his hair, and throws a sultry wink at the camera, [b]?I am Co-Anchorman Alex. Thank you for tuning in.?[/b] [I]-a girl rushes to the news desk and sets a mug of coffee down in front of Co-Anchorman Alex[/I]- [b]?Thank you, n00b, it?ll be nice and cold,?[/b] -Alex mutters, sipping his coffee anyway. [b]?What do you expect? That, that the entire world stops just to give you a cup of hot coffee??[/b] -Alan points at the now sobbing girl. [b]?No, I expect a cup of coffee, not a cup of chilled pudding,?[/b] -Alex sets down the mug, staring at it in disbelief and a bit of fright. [b]?Are you..serious? It?s actually pudding??[/b] -Alan leans over. [b]?Chocolate, actually,?[/b] -Alex wipes off his mustache and rubs his hand on Alan?s shoulder. [b]?God damnit, Alex. I just had this suit dry cleaned!?[/b] -Alan cranks his neck to try and see his back. [I]- Alex swoons over Alan?s annoyance, and waves to JJ[/I]- [b]?Can I get a spoon for this pudding, at least? I mean, I can?t have it stuck in my mustache. I just got it manicured.?[/b] [I]-Alan shakes his head and looks at his clipboard[/I]- [b]?Getting back on track, we take you tonight to the Anthology where a dark and disconsolate story is shinning the dim light on the more melancholy side of Sears--[/b]? -Alan?s face twitches with a flicker of confusion and anger, [b]?What the..?? ?Fuck??[/b] -Alex finishes, and hyperactively searches for White, the script writer. [I]-White hides behind the main camera man, Retribution--who shoves him out onto the floor-[/I] [b]?I haven?t forgotten about you, pal!?[/b] -Alex jumps on the desk. [b]?Sit down, you twat!?[/b] -Alan jerks on Alex?s leg, [b]?[I]Continuing[/I], that should have been OtakuBoards. We?ll find the jerk who jerked around with the script later. The story is called [I]Crimes of Hate[/I] by Ezekiel. This story is unlike any other OB parody ever seen. It?s grim, gruesome, graphic, and just absolutely stunning.? ?Indeed it is, Anchorman Alan, indeed it is,?[/b] -Alex spoons at his pudding. [b]?Ezekiel brings the serious and dark side of--? ?Haha, the ?dark side?. Is there ?force? as well??[/b] -Alex slaps his knee. [b]?I?ll show you ?force? if you interrupt me again,?[/b] -Alan clinches his grip on his clipboard and glares at Alex. [b]?Yes, Master,?[/b] -Alex looks down at his mug. [b]?[I]Crimes of Hate[/I] really puts a chill to the bone, drawing you into the unseen behind what it?s like to be the ?new member? in a twisted way. It is something none of us want to see, but it could happen; or could?ve happened. We take you to our Anthology reporter, Mitch. Mitch, can you tell us anything about this story??[/b] [I]-switches over to the Anthology[/I]- [b]?Good evening Anchorman Alan, and Co-Anchorman Alex,?[/b] -Mitch nods, [b]?Well, I personally haven?t had the chance to pick through, but I have talked to a few members here who?ve read this story. From my understanding, Ezekiel has created an environment that actually puts a scare into the readers. And that?s just something you don?t see very often here on the OB. Most parodies are light and humorous, or sometimes dark but still have an edge of humor. Nothing like this; this is real, this is pain, this is unique. I talked to Goddess earlier on her input on it.?[/b] [I]-back in the news room[/I]- [b]?Do we have a clipping of that??[/b] -Alex looks to JJ, who nods and speaks again into his headset. [I]-switches to a clip of Mitch and Goddess[/I]- [b]?So, what did you think, Annie??[/b] -Mitch adjusts his glasses. [b]?It?s fascinating. The way Ezekiel wrote the characters makes you feel what they feel; you become attached to the character, and witness what they do. That?s a quality that is really hard to achieve. And that?s the quality that is so important in this genre of writing, ?[/b] -Goddess brushes back a lock of hair. [I]-tape switches to the news room[/I]- [b]?There you have it,?[/b] -Alan nods firmly. [b]?Have what, exactly??[/b] -Alex digs his finger into the mug, attempting to get the last of his pudding. [b]?You know, ?it?. ?It? is just what you get after information,?[/b] -Alan shrugs. [b]?I see. Well, if that?s ?it?, does that mean we?re done for tonight??[/b] -Alex licks his finger. [b]?I hope you washed your hands,?[/b] -Alan stares. [b]?Of course, I wash my hands,?[/b] -Alex looks innocently at Alan, [b]?Why the concern all of a sudden?? ?Oh, no reason. Just that the coating on my suit isn?t very digestible,?[/b] -Alan scratches the back of his head. [b]? ?Coating?? What are you talking about??[/b] -Alex stops licking his finger. [b]?Well, I have my suits dry cleaned, and they use this special coating that locks out oils and stuff to prevent stains. And they told me I shouldn?t wipe my eyes with my sleeve or my mouth because the spray is made up of materials that could cause upsetting bowel problems,?[/b] -Alan shrugs as if everyone knew that. [b]?..Really? How ?upsetting??? ?I don?t know, they told me that one customer ended up shriveling up dry because he was vomiting for three days,?[/b] -Alan occupies his gaze on his notes, [b]?Oh, and apparently, it could cause hair loss. Specifically, the facial hair area.?[/b] [I]-camera shows Alex sweating and stroking his mustache[/I]- [b]?Alan, I know we have our differences, but please tell me you?re joking,?[/b] -Alex chuckles nervously. [b]?Do you want me to be friendly, or honest?? ?I?m not kidding, Alan. Are you jerkin? my gerkin??? ?Well, I?m not jacking you off, no. But I am tired, can we please call this sucker a night??[/b] -Alan looks up at JJ. [I]-JJ nods and signals the music; Alex looks pale and continues to plead Alan with his eyes; Alan smiles at the camera[/I]- [b]?We?ll see you again. I?m Anchorman Alan,?[/b] -Alan looks to a watery-eyed Alex clutching his mustache. [b]?Co-Anchorman Alex, signing-off. Good night, and good luck--to me,?[/b] -Alex whimpers. [I]-a red sign reading ?Off Air? flashes in the news room; Alan gets up-[/I] [b]?Seriously, Alan! Cut it the shit, am I going to lose my mustache?!?[/b] -Alex hops off of his stool. [b]?Not unless you shave!?[/b] -Alan bursts into a fit of laughter and stumbles out of the studio. [I]-Alex faints, and sobs[/I]- [b]?This is war, Alan,?[/b] -Alex rocks himself on the cold floor, [b]"No one threatens my mustache's life. NO ONE!"[/b][/size]

[size=1]Well, I really wasn't prepared for a battle; but I was really bored, lol. I already sense a defeat, but I'm a good loser. Here it goes (click on the image to enlarge): [URL=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/letshavefunwithpictures9xv1.png][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/th_letshavefunwithpictures9xv1.png[/IMG][/URL] [b]Slogan[/b]- "Idiot Friends! Because everyone should have one!" just came to me because Stuart's friend decided to get on his [Stuart's] AIM and really make an *** out of himself, lol. And I thought "Well, we all have at least one. If not, we have to so they can make our day go by and entertain us." So....yeah, that's how that came along.[/size]

[quote name='Avenged666fold']Well then maybe being a super nice person is'nt for you.[/quote] [size=1]Maybe being logical isn't for you. I am a nice person, but after 20 years of being dumped on for my care and support, I've decided that being the nice person isn't all what it's cracked up to be. I'm nice to those who are nice to me; that's all that matters to me in this situation. --and this is where I'm going to stop before I lose my rationality (if I have any left after being on the [b]'Boards[/b] for over 2 years, lol)[/size]

[quote name='Avenged666fold']Um am I a bad boy or a nice boy. Ok I am always nice to girls,my friends,kids and the elderly. Then I like to do bad stuff like rebel against authority and make my parents worry. So am I bad or good?[/quote] [size=1]Dude, you already had a thread questioning if you were good or bad; look where that ended up.[/size] [quote name='Avenged666fold']Well a good analogy in my opinion would be the story from fruits basket about the person who gave away everything they have to make people just a little happy and in the end died a happy person. You see if you are genuinely nice you are more then happy to give part of yourself up for no reward. I mean would a real nice peson do good deeds to get girls or poularity?[/quote] [size=1]A genuine "nice person" would more than likely look to making people around them happy, so they could be happy. But, some people aren't like that. Some people get fed up with being the nice person who does everything and gets nothing in return. To everyone in my memory, including myself, it gets frustrating and you begin to question how you are valued and seen as a person. You get taken advantage of, is what it comes down to. And I don't know about you, but my generousity being taken advantage of doesn't feel good---no matter how happy you can be.[/size]

[size=1][b]Random kid-[/b] "Grandma, can you tell us about this picture?" [b]Granny[/b]- "Ah yes. That was my love at first kick." [b]Kid[/b]- "I thought it was 'love at first sight'?" [b]Granny[/b]- "You're grandfather was a rough one. He had the prettiest feet."[/size]

[size=1]I was about to kick your ass, Alan, lol. I wrote you in because I consider you a close enough friend to stick in such a role. With that said, thanks for the postive feedback. I don't know when the next one is to come out, but more comments would boost it ^_^[/size]

[size=1]Very nice. The light purple was good to put on black. It almost doesn't look purple unless you stare at it. I also like the stars. At first, you only see one, but then after you stare at the banner, you see all the rest. Very good illusion. The font choice was nice, however, I have one nag. The "A" in the banner. It reminds me of a band that most people try to forget. Hanson.[/size]

[size=1]Hey everyone, I got this idea while writing up the first chapter to [i]The Bikini Bandits[/i], and had to make it into its own little series. I'm not sure how long this'll run on its own, but rest assured if you like it, you'll see it in [i]The Bikini Bandits[/i] once it starts up again. So, until then, satisfy yourself with [i]We're Anchormen![/i], featuring Alan (DeadSeraphim) and Alex (Brasil). [center][b][u]We're Anchormen![/center][/b][/u] [b]?Good evening, and welcome to OtakuBoards. I am Anchorman Alan, and to my left is my ever so persistent, and cynical partner, Co-Anchorman Alex.? [/b]-Alan puts down his papers and looks to Alex for his introduction. Only he finds Alex picking at his arm hairs. Growling lightly, Alan slaps Alex with a clipboard. [b]?Oh, yes. Hello everyone, I am Co-Anch-? [/b]-Alex is interrupted by Alan?s disgruntled throat clearing. [b]?I already said your name,?[/b] -Alan shifts in his seat. [b]?Oh, since when did you become my voice? We talked about this, Alan,?[/b]-Alex leans over, speaking in a low tone. [b]?I apologize, but you weren?t paying attention.? ?I was waiting for my cue,?[/b]- Alex snaps his blue velvet suit?s collar and wipes his mustache. Alan stares, his face clearly twisting with laughter that he dares not let out. Alex, brushing brown, curly locks of hair back turns back to the camera and flashes a smile. Alan rolls his eyes and adjusts his tie. [b]?Now, before my partner decided to embarrass me,?[/b]-Alex bobs his head-[b]?I am Co-Anchorman Alex. Welcome to the show.?[/b] A pause, followed by soft laughter from camera men and Alan, himself. Alex?s composure melts, due to his face reddening with either anger or embarrassment, but stays intact. [b]?Tonight, we bring you news from the Community Events,?[/b] -Alan breaks the ice-[b] ?The last time we took a look, we saw, and some have participated in, The Legionnaires. From what sources have spoken, it seems to be an epic RPG of epic proportions.? ?Whoa, whoa?who wrote your script??[/b]-Alex breaks in, laughing. [b]?I-I have no idea, why??[/b] -Alan shakes his head. [b]?Didn?t that last line sound funny to you? They had you say ?epic? two times, in two different ways. That just sounds like someone slacked off in their job, in my opinion,?[/b] -Alex sits back in his chair, tapping his pen on the desk. [b]?Listen, it?s our job to just read what they write. If you are so concerned about what?s being written, go for that man?s job,?[/b] -Alan points to his right, at a small man with bald hair and glasses, [b]"Give him a break, Alex; it's only White's first day working with us." ?I?ll see you soon, pal. Oh yeah, I?ll see you real soon,? [/b]-Alex leans over the desk, snarling. [b]?Just, can we get on with the story?? [/b]-Alan sighs, rubbing his face. [b]?Fine, fine,? [/b]-sitting back again, Alex goes back to playing with his mustache. [b]?Now, we all know about how well The Legionnaires is doing; but what we don?t know, or most of us haven?t realized yet, is that at this time, the OtakuBoards Nifty Fifty 2006 is in full swing. We have our very own, live reporter, Mimmi at the scene. Mimmi, what is going on out there??[/b] [i]-switch over to the Community Events forum where Mimmi is standing right outside The Nifty Fifty 2006 thread-[/i] [b]?Hello Anchorman Alan, I am live here in the Community Events where dozens of OB members have already placed their nominations. And let me tell you, it is getting pretty exciting in here.?[/b] -Mimminx smiles, holding onto her earpiece microphone. [i]-from the news room- [/i] [b]?Tell us, how does this thing work? It?s still rather new to the OB,?[/b] -Alex chimes in, leaving his mustache to wiggle freely. Alan stares at Alex?s face with utter disbelief. [i]-back to Mimmi- [/i] [b]?Well, Co-Anchorman Alex, to my understanding the Nifty Fifty is a way to recognize anything on the OB, rather than set areas. This is really ?nifty?,?[/b] -Mimmi giggles, [b]?because it allows members to see what sort of got overlooked, or brushed aside. Bringing people who aren?t the most popular or well known into spotlight.?[/b] [i]-back in the news room-[/i] [b]?That sounds pretty neat.? [/b]-Alan nods. [b]?It?s ?nifty?. For fuck's sake, the word is ?nifty?. What, now you have a problem with reading??[/b] -Alex groans. [b]?Look, the word ?nifty? is being thrown about for a cheap pun, but it?s becoming annoying. Is it killing you that I?d like to break from the norm??[/b] -Alan slaps his hand on the desk. [b]?Not at all, I just like seeing you flustered,?[/b] -Alex bats his eyes playfully. [b]?Tell us, Mimmi, how does the voting work? Do you know who does the voting on the final fifty??[/b] -Alan plays with his pen. [i]-Mimmi nods at the voice feed she receives-[/i] [b]?Well, Anchorman Alan, that is where it becomes secretive. I spoke with Shy earlier and he told me that I needn?t worry about things like that. Apparently, ?it?s all been taken care of?, as he put it. Truly a man a mystery that Shy is,? [/b]-Mimmi shrugs, [b] ?But I do know that nominations will be closed on the thirty-first of this month. So, if you need to get your nominations in, you?d better get a move on!?[/b] [i]-Mimmi dodges a member frantically entering the thread-[/i] [b]?All right, thank you, Mimmi,? [/b]-Alan flips through his papers and looks to Alex, [b]?Do you have anything on this?? ?No, I don?t believe so. What?s next??[/b] -Alex looks at his clipboard. [b]?I don?t know, I only had the Nifty Fifty announcement. What does yours say?? [/b]-Alan leans over to take a look, Alex hovers over his clipboard. [b]?Stop being nosey! I will let you know,?[/b]-Alex blows a raspberry and studies his paper,[b] ?It appears I have nothing on my list but a big doodle of a---? [/b] Alex stops and throws a flesh-piercing glare at Alan. [b]?You drew on my clipboard, you fucking prostitute!? [/b]-Alex holds up his clipboard to show a picture of a doodled penis. Much, MUCH laughter from Alan. In fact, Alan falls off of his stool. [b]?Thus, this concludes our time. I?m Anchorman Alan,"[/b] -Alan climbs back onto his stool. [b]?And I?m Co-Anchor-not-homosexual-Alex,"[/b] -Alex winks at the camera. [b]?Goodnight, and see you around.?[/b] The both shuffle their papers.[/size]

[size=1]Well, I'll answer and explain to the best of my abilities. [quote]Am I going to "hell?"[/quote] That all depends on your religion's stand point on what "hell" is, and what you do in your life that would brand you to go to hell. For Christians, we all know what they have to do to get the one-way ticket. But, I've never looked into the Pagan religion, so I'm not sure how strict and forbidding they are. I'm sure you're not going to go to hell just on the whim of being Wiccan. So the Christans will curse you, and tell you that you are going to hell; just remember, that's in their eyes. Your religion is different. [quote]Do I just worship "satan" in disguise?[/quote] No, you don't. From my understanding of Wiccans, you guys are naturalists--for the most part. Spiritual, is probably a better word. I had a friend who is Wiccan, and she believed in the spirit of "good" and "evil". To her, there was no embodiment "God/Jesus" or "Lucifer/Satan"; there is no embodiment. Wiccans are seen as being "white witches"; meaning, they are the friendlier and harbor their powers for doing good. [quote]Am I "evil?"[/quote] No. Evil is sacrificing in the name of Lucifer, sacrificing the innocent for his wrong-doing. So, unless you practice sacrificial ceremonies in the name of Satan, I don't think you're "evil". [quote]Do you think that I should convert and believe in what you believe in?[/quote] Absolutely not. You are given the right to choose how you profess your faith. If you believe in Wicca, if it gives you comfort, safety, security, hope, and strength, then by all means, practice and stay strong. Just because someone of a different religion doesn't believe what you do, doesn't mean you need to conform/convert to their beliefs. If you doubt your religion, then perhaps you need to question it and figure out what is troubling you. But still, don't convert where you feel most at home to something you really don't agree on/know if you agree with. Your beliefs are what you have, and no one should be able to take them away from you unless you let them.[/size]

[size=1]Oh wow, I never saw the first series--of course, it would be over-shadowed by the more light and fluffy parodies. However, I'm pleased someone is taking a parody into the darkest corners of OB memory. There was a time a couple years back where "Elites" were very active and arrogant--I was one of them. Ironic, no? It wasn't as brutal, mind you, but there was that sense of "I am an Elite; you have nothing on me." for a short while. And the waiting period to be a "member" was a nice touch; that also brings back memories, lol. So, in a sense, this is sort of Memory Lane Gone Bad, lol. I love it; and I love my position in the story ^-^ I want to see more, da'ling.[/size]

[center][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/doctor.jpg[/IMG][/center] [size=1]I couldn't let that one go unseen.[/size]

[size=1]The Underground? You'd be afraid of that? I, honestly, would be terrified to mod the Lounge. lol But in all seriousness, I'll agree there are a few areas that need extra mods. I'm not at all "worried" or feel insecure. The OB is a well-oiled machine, in a manner of speaking, and does quite well without a dozen moderators/admins. From years (and you know this) of cracking down, adding new rules, new moderators, the OB has become one of the cleanest message boards out there. The community here is mostly made up of people who've been with the OB since the beginning, or quite a long time. These people sort of "tutor" and guide new comers, and help regulate what goes on in the forums. That alone [i]has[/i] to help mods out every now and again. I've been moderator for other small message boards, and I know for a fact that you don't necessarily have to have an army of moderators to control a board. In my past experience, having too many mods caused many riffs and disobediance. The OB has an excellent team of mods and admins. It's tough to keep an eye out on the entire board, or designated forum, but if OB members take proper actions, there really is no need for an army. (Proper actions= reporting posts, PMing mods/admins) But, as Lady K. stated, it's really up to James and the admins to determine what needs to happen.[/size]

[size=1]Now that, is funny. Two movies flash into my mind though, Scream and Spiderman. I like Dave! ^_^[/size]

[list][*][b]Mitch[/b] Whether you like his style or not, Mitch has to be one of the best poets on the OB. Of all the years I?ve been with the OB, I?ve never seen anyone write as strangely, exotically, or as choppy as him. Though most of his poems can confuse and lose the reader, after reading it over a couple of times, you discover a depth in writing that not even some novelists could every reach. He?s been bashed, smashed, kicked in the balls (verbally), yet still weathers the storm[s] to come out with progressive work when most people would give up. He?s inspired, helped, and guided. [/list] [list][*][b]OB Couples[/b] Now, there are many online couples, but none come close to the two couples that I know and cherish as friends, and fellow ?long-distancers?. Firstly, I salute [b]Alan[/b] (DeadSeraphim) and [b]Raina[/b] (Hevn). Though I don?t talk to Hevn much, I hear plenty from Alan to know that the two are perfect for one another. And at this very moment, the two are physically together after a year (?) of online/phone call contact. Congratulations. Secondly, I tip my hat at [b]Trevor[/b] (Unborn Lord Xion) and [b]Jamie[/b] (Ezekiel). If you know this couple, I don?t need to say much more. Your classic (and this has been noted before, lol) Beauty and the Beast. Only, Trevor is not beastly ugly--he's hot--and Jamie is more than a beauty--she?s stunning. Trying times can cause stress and friction between a couple--especially if you live [I]so far away[/I] from one another--but together, these two couples bitchslap any storm clouds that dare oppose them. [/list] [list][*][b]Joe[/b] (Parabola) This guy means the world to me. Without him, I don?t know where I?d be. For the past 2 years, I?ve struggled and made some terrible mistakes, and almost lost him on account of my stupidity; but, he wouldn?t allow it, and never gave up. Just when I felt myself slipping, Joe was there to verbally slap me into reality and [b]always[/b] brought me hope. Now, we?re going on 3 years, and one thing?s for certain--he and I cannot be separated. He?s made me a stronger, braver, and more confident person; I owe him so much more than I can ever hope to give. But, if it takes my entire life to make it up to him, I will. Devotion and commitment were words I was terrified of---not anymore, thanks to him.[/list] [list][*][b]Quantum Kabuki Troupe, Guild Wars[/b] After many hours of begging, Alex (Brasil) finally talked me into getting this game back in May ?05. I was really hesitant because I really don?t get into video games/computer games. I didn?t want to spend the 50$ on something I wasn?t going to play. But, he helped me out through the very beginning and then I got to meet everyone else on the OB who played. James and a couple of other members put together the QKT and we all just formed this sort of bond. I can?t think of any other people who?ve been more rude, crude, stubborn, harsh, brash, but incredibly friendly, helpful, and just a blast to quest with. The QKT has allowed every OB member that makes up this guild to get to know one another better. It?s just a wonderful break from the every day.[/list] [list][*][b]Panda[/b] I don?t talk to her, but I do read up on her myO, and on theOtaku.com, and she?s just wonderful. From what I read, Panda does have more on her hands than what we are let on; yet, she still makes time to moderate, update theOtaku, and write out very enthusiastic myO posts--despite her sickness. Never have I seen Panda show any sort of anger in her modding posts; she?s always very pleasant and informative. It takes a great deal of patience and tolerance to mod the O.Lounge without snapping, and she handles it with ease. Just an amazing woman ^_^ [/list] [list][*][b]Ignore List[/b] Thanks to this little handy-dandy option, I?ve been able to dodge annoying posts/people. Thus, making my OB experience smoother and care free. Thank you, Ignore List, you make the OB a much more pleasant place.[/list] [list][*][b]Shy[/b] Without this man, none of the OB events could ever be as delightful, fun, and well-organized. Shy's given the OB spark and always something new each year. Last year, he came up with this (Nifty Fifty) event--giving us a break from the normal "best of the best" awards that focus on certain areas and certain people. With this newer event, we can span out through the OB and bring the shadows to the light. Shy has also spun out some of the best stories I've ever read, and not just in Community Events. His [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=45676&highlight=Shy%27s+Soapbox][b]Soapbox[/b][/url] is full of his creations which will blow your mind. This man is extremely talented and intelligent, and busy. But he always manages to bring us entertainment that lasts forever, and never gets old. [/list] [list][*][b]James[/b] James is probably one of the closest online friends I have. No matter what's going on on his end, he's always quick to step in and help out in any way possible. Whenever I'm not sure of myself, or whenever I'm just having a rough day, James always finds a way to shine the light on the better of the situation. Always. Not only is he a great friend, he's just an all around great guy to have around and to be in contact with. Without his dedication, the OB would not be as amazing and professional as it is today. It's taken a great deal of time and efforts to make the OB one of the most user friendly and well-organized message boards out there, and with his help it's become beyond that--and he's still pushing it [OB] to its limits. [/list] [list][*][b]Adam & Justin[/b] Without these two, none of this would be possible. I see Adam as "The Godfather", lol, and Justin as the henchman that keeps Adam's business running. These two men are brilliant and always busy coming up with new ideas, keeping the place up and working smoothly, and making time to spin out Art of Otaku. [/list]

[size=1]Boy, been a very long while. Sorry for bringing this thread back to life after months, Syk3--but I didn't want to start another art thread. Well, in my dormant time, my style [in art and personal style] has somewhat changed. Plus, I lost inpiration, and am still lacking some. But, I have a few I toyed around with, and would like some feed back. Click on the images to enlarge them.[/size] [center][URL=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/red.png][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/th_red.png[/IMG][/URL] [URL=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/lips.png][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/th_lips.png[/IMG][/URL] [URL=http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/floor.png][IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/th_floor.png[/IMG][/URL][/center]

[img]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/orlywhite.jpg[/img] [size=1]^White, asking me if he's cute. [IMG]http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b7/anne-mae/norlyowl.jpg[/IMG] ^Me, annoyed at the umpteenth time he's asked me.[/size]