Annie

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][b]-Azrael's lust for blood was growing and brimming. His eyes turned back and forth, observing all of the chaos and torment. Feathers flooded the horizon as Anastasius reigned down her thunder. Content for the moment, Azrael lept off of the demon and landed on the cobblestoned path. Gazing about, he noticed Ann, her unconcious body slowly started to come to. She gasped for breath, waking from a nightmare only to be thrown into another. Her trembling lips called out for him, her eyes estranged and horribly frightened. Azrael smiled, she was beautiful[/b]- "Pain looks so beautiful on her..." "Azrael!! Turn to me and fight, you demon!!" [b]- Gabriel, Arc Angel of Mercy, subordinate of Arc Angel, Metatron. His blazing sword pointed dead at Azrael's throat. Azrael's left eye spun slowly, looking the furious Angel over, reading his emotions. Cautiously, he turned to face Gabriel. The sparks of Azrael's blade spat and electrified the holy ground[/b]- "Gabriel, how nice to see that you're still Metatron's slave." "Silence! How dare you for even stepping foot here. And you have broughten Anastasius, nonetheless. Do you have any idea what God is going-" "Of course I know what He plans. Why do you think I'm here?" "...Why would you come back? To destroy God?" "No, no. I've come to simply change his mind." "Nonsense!" "Gabriel, do you really wish to vanish into non-existence? That's where you all will end up if God carries out His plan." "I will gladly and honorably perish from my God." "Bullsh*it! I know your true feelings! Your will to live is greater than my lust for blood." [b]-Azrael was now in Gabriel's face, his hands gripped Gabriel's cloak and twisted it tightly against his neck. Gabriel's golden eyes darted over Azrael's pale face[/b]- "Then why, Azrael?" "Because of her.." [b]-Azrael gestured over towards Ann. Gabriel followed his gaze and glanced back at the fallen Angel[/b]- "God will not forsake her, my friend. You do know this, right? Not even Metatron will hear your plea." "He will! She has done nothing but try to fight this transition. Somewhere in her soul she knows this God detests her birth. She fights to avoid the situation at hand. She's fought it all her life. Ann does not want to be an Angel." "I'm sorry, Azrael." "I just don't know how to help her..." [b]-Azrael's voice crackled, though, no tears were formed. Gabriel dropped his sword and took Azrael's hands in his[/b]- "There is only one way to relieve her of this torture and misery." "I will not hear it, Gabriel." "Otherwise, she will end up in their hands." "I know..but I have to try." ".....Go then." [b]-Azrael rest his forehead against Gabriel's, his grip around his cloak loosened. Gabriel embraced Azrael gently[/b]- "Go Azrael, Arc Angel of Death. You know what we all desire..life. And only you know how to deliver us. Save all of us, save humanity..and save your daughter." [b]-Azrael nodded and broke from Gabriel's arms. He lifted himself into the air and turned to fly towards Ann. His vision focused only to find Raphael, his blade of light raised grim and despairingly, and his aim was for the terrified Angel. Azrael's speed intensified, his blood pumped madly, his anger boiling[/b]- 'AZRAEL!!!!" [b]-Ann's desperate cry shook the Heavens. Raphael brought his sword down swiftly, but was cut short by Azrael's. Both Angel's growled and tangoed blades, forcing one another to push harder[/b]- "Azrael! This must be done!!" "Over my dead body!" "..So be it." [b]-Raphael's now icy composure frightened Ann, she shrunk down and clutched her head. Raphael formed another sword and slashed it at Azrael's head. The fallen Angel blocked with one wing, and chuckled. A hissing sound startled Raphael[/b]- "It's called 'hydrolics'." [b]-Azrael laughed and narrowed his eyes. Another sound was made, only it wasn't as friendly as hissing. Rather, it was a high-pitched hum, followed shortly by a commanding click. Raphael's eyes widened, Azrael's smile curled sadistically[/b]- "Goodbye,Raphael." [b]-On que, a stream of flames shot out of the tip of Azrael's wings. Raphael's screams stopped all of the action. His body engulfed in blue flames, Azrael stood and raised his blade. Without hesitation, he whipped his arm rapidly, lashing the flaming Arc Angel[/b]- "Away with you and your hypocricy." [b]-With those words, a scorching blue light radiated from the blade. A low rumble and a burst of immense energy. Raphael, Arc Angel of Healing, vaporized into oblivion. Azrael lowered his blade and peered around at all of the remaining Angels[/b]- "Who's next?"[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Hm, not quite what I'm looking for. What would be cool is if someone could make the border look like a pencil scribble, you know, giving the affect that the picture of Rei was just drawn straight onto my signature. If someone could do that, it would be most appreciated. For the avi, eh..I don't think I'm too fond of her expression. I'm sorry, I know I'm being picky...but that's what happens when you are an artist who can't create their own thoughts on a computer T_T[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]What is my opinion? I think that this is the wrong place to be discussing favorite Sailor Scouts. Rather, it belongs [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/forumdisplay.php?f=27]HERE[/url]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]I want a Puss in Boots ;_; I will have to read that book sometime, I had no idea that there was an actual PIB. Thanks for the info DW.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Yesh, and they did a good job with casting his voice as Antoino Banderas (sp?). I was not expecting the assasin to be a cat ^_^. And that face was too adorable, it made me want to cry.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Holy Jesus, I saw [i]Shrek 2[/i] yesterday, and I must say..The Puss in boots is the homiest of G's. The cat was the best character of the movie. I laughed so freakin hard when he attacked Shrek, it reminded me of one person..Dragon Warrior. Who else loves the puss in boots?[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode] Click: [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=39627]Welcome to the Adventure Arena[/url] [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=39628]Basics[/url] Those two links are rules and help on how to Role-play, and what is expected. It's not that hard to understand, really. Just follow the rules and you'll do fine. If you wish to join Role-playing stories/games, you will need to go here: [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/forumdisplay.php?s=&daysprune=&f=48]Recruitment Forum[/url] This is where you will read up on a story and, if you wish to do so, post a character according to the thread starter's requests. If you want to start your own story, this is the place where you will write a summary of the story and post a sign-up sheet. This consists of attributes such as: Name: Age: Gender: Appearance: The list goes on. Make sure you give a good description of your story and what you expect for characters. Also, I will advise you to go through different stories/games and get a good grasp on how to set up your own story or character. Click: [url=http://www.otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=37365]This is the Battle Arena.[/url] This is where you can fight it out with someone or many people. The rules are basically the same, no double-posting, no one-lined posts, etc..except with a few more rules. Have fun, [b]follow the rules[/b], and don't be afraid to ask questions. I strongly stress this, if you have a problem or question PM someone. Please use the Private Messege system, it saves you a great deal of lecture..and the mods their sanity. Have at it.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode] First of all, enough with the pointless "OOC" comments. The purpose of the "OOC" is to inform someone of something that has to be explained in greater detail...or take care of important matters. Second of all, I'm extremely happy with the way the story is going. I like how you all are posting, but there is one problem. Hatake, callmegoddess, and Kitty, I will ask you to make a point with your posting. Find some way to link your character's with mine, Cyriel's, and Arika's. The story is branching off and it's not making any sense. So find a way to get your characters into Heaven. I'm not sure as of now how to link your characters, but I'm sure you will all think of something. Have at it..[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]People just don't know when to quit, do they? Randomness is just as it is; Random. It is something that cannot really be thought up. Of course, the storyline is thought up, but everything that plays/leads up to that plot is where "randomness'' presides. As Lady and Boo have stated, you cannot force it, that's why it is called "randomness".[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Hello all ^_^ I have come here on a request, der. This time, it's from the kick *** anime that we all love, Evangelion. I want a banner and matching avatar of my favorite character, Rei. [url=http://www.animelab.com/anime.manga/pics/Evangelion/20/20/0rei-org02.jpg]Evangelion Pilot: Rei Ayanami[/url] It's a big picture, so be careful. I would like her rotated to be horizontal, giving her the apearance she's laying down. A nice border would be lovely ^_^, no fonts or what not, just plain Rei. As for the avi....um..be creative. Have at it..[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][b]Alright, it seems Metatron has become busy, so I will improvise. I refuse to allow my RP to go down *shakes fist*..[/b] "A wingless Angel indeed. Azrael, your glory fades." "That, my dear blood donor, will change." [b]-Mordecry chuckled in mockery[/b]- "How do you plan to change what is done?" "Defeat God." [b]-Mordecry squinted skeptically. Azrael tapped his fingers along the hilt of his blade[/b]- "If you defeat him, will that not bring about the destruction of the Heavens and all that walks within?" "I said 'defeat', not destroy. I'll bargin with him." "Hah, you cannot bargin with God. That's the Devil's tool, remember?" [b]-Mordecry smiled and hoverd on his side. Artemus nodded in compliance[/b]- "Sure it is, however, God has committed Sin before." "You don't say." [b]-Azrael quirked an eyebrow-[/b] "Are you that young to remember? Lucifer, your Master, your King, your Prince of Darkness, is the result of God's sin." "I know that!" [b]-Mordecry boomed. His eyes pierced the thick aura boiling around him. Azrael chuckled in his fury. Mordecry absolutely hated mocery, especially from an Angel[/b]- "You are too cute when you are livid...." [b]-Azrael's attention was forced to the skies. His head ached, his body felt as if it were being crushed[/b]- "...Ann...Alexandria....Damn the Angels!" [b]-Mordecry followed Azrael's heated gaze-[/b] "It seems your friends will die soon. There are too many of the Angels, even that Alexandria cannot thwart them all." [b]-Azrael spun on Mordecry, his blade penitrating Mordecry's abdomen[/b]- "We will meet again, no?" "Of course." [b]-With this, Azrael jerked his blade from Mordecry's stomach and soared fiercely to the Heavens. His rage electrifying his make-shift wings[/b]- "And so it begins."[/color][/size][/font]

[QUOTE=ReFlux][color=green][size=1] Now, Annie, I let you in because I know for a fact that your a great RPer and liked your sign up, but please, PLEASE, use that little demolecularizing technique sparringly, and please, please don't use it against any of the characters here, unless they directly ask for their character to be offed. [/color][/size][/QUOTE] [color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Come on now, like I'm the type of person to overpower someone else's characters? I think not. The very subject irritates me to no end. I had many conflicts with a few members about that. Not because of my characters, but theirs. My characters seem to "overpower" elsewise, however, they are not invincible. Vampires, are not invincible or immortal. They can die. In Helsing, Vampire Alucard was genetically altered to be the ultimate undead. However, there is a way to kill him. Yes, I kind of used that idea with my character. And I'll promise right here and now, I will not "overpower" anyone. If your character beckons, I will gladly answer.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]I have one thing to say to this, Reflux: Hells yes...and it's about damned time. Out comes the Reaper.. [b]Name- [/b]Yelena Zaitsev [b]Alias[/b]- Reaper [b]Alliance[/b]- Vampiric Alliance of Civilization (VAC) [b]Race[/b]- Russian [b]Birthplace[/b]- Praque of the Chequlesovokian Republic, Russia [b]Species[/b]- Vampire [b]Age[/b]- 666 (physical appearance looks 26) [b]Gender[/b]: Female [b]Appearance[/b]: [url=http://www.psycko-manga.com/gallery/babe/53-2.htm]The Russian Reaper[/url]*Yelena stands at a short 5'3" and weighs 115lbs.* [b]Allaince[/b]- [b]Weapons- {Natural vampiric abilities, however, due to her history, they are greatly advanced. Everything is tripled.} [u]Blade of Elecrophoresis[/b][/u]- The sword is an electroplated, titanium alloy that is very light and durable, unbreakable and incredibly strong. Electroplating is basically a covering or coating of electrons over metal, thus, only adding strength to the blade. This electroplating gives an electric field for charged colloidal particles or molecules to migrate and create high volts of searing electricity. When the opponent is stabbed or sliced with the sword, the high powered volts of electricity shoot throughout the body and burn the opponent inside-out. [u][b]Electrolysis' Slash[/b][/u]- Electrolysis is the chemical change or decomposition, produced in an electrolyte by an electronic current. This happens because the reinforced steel wires, enterweaved in the fibers of the whip-like cord, are coated with the same electroplating as the blade. When the opponent is whipped, the elecrtonic current of the wires begin to destroy the skin tissue. If the cut is deep, the electrolytes from the electronic current enter the blood stream and begin to destroy the internal muscles and organs, then begin to decay. The cord is 12' long and wraps around Yelena's left arm and the upper half of her body. [b]Personality[/b]- Sadistic, witty, stubborn, cold, and remains calm during battle. Her face usually carries no expression. Usually lives up to its term. The expression is death. [b]Bio[/b]- Yelena has no memory of anything before the past sixty years. She tries to remember, but recollects nothing. All she remembers is the laboratory she escaped from. Since then, she's been on her own. The laboratory was owned by a prostigious scientist. He was known for his twisted creations and his sick mentality. Yelena came in his grasps as a vampire. She has no memory, but this scientist captured her and performed experiments and tests on her. He then altered her genes and enhanced her vampire abilities. Making her nearly invincible. His most prized possesstion/invention. Twenty years later, a freak accident allowed the cryogenisis to crack and free the sleeping weapon. Her fury proved extreme, slaughtering all human life in the laboratory. She escaped from the laboratory and set out into the changed world. Because of her enhanced DNA, Yelena quickly adapted to the new world. Her lust for blood was stronger, sending her to prowl the countries for her food. She started to investigate her history, but found nothing. This search for herself went on for years and the dead end sent Yelena into insanity. She became very sadistic and psychotic, slaughtering men and women, never a child. The question of why a rutheless killer would refuse to destroy a child's life baffled supernatural experts everywhere. Perhaps it was because of the day Yelena escaped. She stumbled into a small town, naked, cold, lost, confused, wounded from gun shots, and frightened. A young boy took her into his home and gave her clothes and the warmth of a stove. He helped Yelena learn how to speak English, he helped her to heal her wounds, he helped her to gain a sense of comfort. Yelena became attatched to this young boy. Something she'd never experienced. She began to develop human-like feelings of love and affection, she cared for the boy as if he were her child. One day, Yelena came back to the boy's house to find his body slaughtered and delimbed. He lay in a puddle of his own blood, along with his loving parents. Yelena knew it was vampires and her heart turned cold and vengeful. She set out to avenge her young friend and brutally murdered every vampire in sight. To the vampires, she became known as "Reaper". Recently, Reaper has been chased and hunted by the Lowendove, and other pety fabricated organizations. In result, Reaper joined up with the Blood Brood. However, she soon finds out that the Brood were to blame for her friend's death. Furious at this betrayal, Reaper approached the VAC and swore her alligiance. Eventhough the VAC are mainly neutral, Reaper is still filled with anger, agony, and a loatheful passion for the Brood. Hesitation is not in her vocabulary. Fear is her friend and her fuel. The scent of fear reaks in the souls of the vampires she encounters, arousing her lust to drain them of their essence they abuse as vampires. [/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Maybe it's just me, but it seems like a spin-off of DW's work. Which to me, is sad. But, I'm too nice to really voice my opinion..well, at least when I'm in a good mood.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Holy crapness..this story proceeds? And it retains its comedic value! I love it ^_^[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]At it again, eh, Gavynn? Trying to seduce these unknowing girls? I'm sorry to disappoint you ladies, but there is a terrible situation at hand. It's about this so-called "sexah" Gavynn. He has a *coughs* little problem. Yesh, he develops these random stories to compinsate for his *coughs* small *coughs* characteristic. If you do not follow, I'm talking about this: =D Yesh, sexahness is destroyed. A shortie, nonetheless, is Gavynn. LOL, you know I loveness you DW. I laughed my *** off. So..Hurry up with the next episodeness![/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Sounds interesting.. [b]Name[/b]: Darcy Cloud [b]Age[/b]: 16 [b]Gender[/b]: Female [b]Appearance[/b]: [url=http://www.psycko-manga.com/gallery/babe/28-10.htm] Darcy Cloud[/url] [b]Bio[/b]: Darcy was born in a poorly vented hospital. The street on which it remains is crowded with drugs and violence. Her mother was a crack addict and her father left them before Darcy was born. His whereabouts are unknown, leaving the struggling mother and daughter in their run-down appartment building in the district called, "The Projects". For years, Darcy begged her mother to tell her about him, but her mother always answered, "Your father is dead, so quit asking about him." This was always followed by her mother leaving, off to get another fix. Child support was never met, so they quickly became very poor. Every cent her mother made from her waitressing went straight to drugs. Darcy had to raise herself and strive to survive on the merciless streets of New York City. At the age of 12, Darcy was attacked on her way home from school. The gang beat her and threatened her with death. However, the leader gave her a choice. He knew of her situation, he had lived across the hall for the past two years. He knew of their poverty, of her mothers thriving addiction, Darcy's fading health. He gave her the option to lead that life, or join the gang. Here, he promised, she would receive a better shelter, money, food, and a closer family. Darcy, gladly took up the offer. The leader informed her of her position in the gang. And this position would not be turned down, or she would be thrown back into the depression of the city. Darcy would become the profeit of the gang's income. She was to become their whore. Prostitution. The leader did not lie to her. She did live better, she was never hungry, she had all the money she could ever hoped to have, and she had great protection. She now lives in "Up-Town" and has a grand appartment. The gang she belongs to offers maximum protection. Remember, she's the only female and brings in well over half of the gang's income. [b]Personality[/b]: Darcy is one of a kind. New York's jewel. She's sharp and cruel. She is not known to have a "soft side". Her heart is cold and her smile is chilling. Frankly, she's a b*tch. A dangerous, danger-seeking b*tch. [b]Other Info[/b]: (Can't think of anything.) [/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode][center]A silence, A pain, A sick, twisting torment on the receiving end. The tears, The sorrow, The pain, on the receiving. To be no one, To know no one, To love not, And receive..not, on the receiving end. Hunger, Anger, Confusion, Pain, ....on the receiving end. [i]~Dedicated to my best friend, Jess It will pass, love, it will pass.[/i][/color][/size][/font][/center]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Even though I'm not a Slipknot fan, I would say that I kind of like this banner. Why? It's dark and a little scary. ^_^ Fun, fun. I like how it all blends in. Usually, I see alot of banners that have various pictures and much attempts to "fade" in with eachother, but it never seems to work. Here it does, and that's why I like it. Keep 'em rollin'.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]"I will take back what's mine. Prepare yourself." "Will you now?" [b]-Mordecry growled lightly, never blinking. Azrael readied himself, he knew Mordecry wouldn't falter. He was here for one purpose, and one purpose only. He wouldn't leave until he claimed his prey. It was the only way Mordecry knew how to live. Azrael admired him for that, but was not going to allow Mordecry the opportunity. With Alexandria and Ann away from the scene, there were no distractions[/b]- "I will inform you now, my powers have drasticaly improved since our last meeting." "I'm well aware of that, Mordecry. In result, so have mine." [b]-Mordecry's aura pulsed in fury. It was because of his blood that gave way to Azrael's improvement[/b]- "However, I cannot perform any of your attacks, so fear not." "That's the best news I've heard all millenia." "Absolutely, I even tried." "Heh, then my blood is worthless for you. Give it back." "If you can take it, you shall get it back." [b]-The two glared at one another. Azrael lay his hand on the hilt of his sword, his wings began to twitch and spark. Mordecry tilted his head slightly, showing Azrael what he thought[/b]- "Yes, you are correct." "What's that?" "I know what you are thinking. And it is pathetic." "A wingless angel." "That will change."[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]^_^ I'm happy to see such reactions. You can get a [b]liter[/b] of Dasani water for 99 cents here in Texas. How did I come up with something like that? Well, I really did have to pee. And I cursed out the bottle of water, in which was 3/4 of the way gone, for my dilema. I started to look at the label and the contents and decided I would take my vengence and put it up on the internet for all water drinkers out there to see..that way, this horrid tragedy wouldn't happen to anyone else. You are most welcome.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Hm..I don't have a summer vacation. I will begin my classes on Cable Communications/Wire/Antenna/Fiber Optics on Monday. It's a two to three month long tech school. I have, however, been hearing rumors of the school being shortened from twelve weeks to eight. So instead of being home in August, I might be home in July. Yays for me.[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]"Nnnnaaaaaaaahhhh!!!" "Azrael!!" [b]-Ann's blood-curtling scream, Alexandria's frightening cry, both snapped Azrael out of his complex concentration. He nearly fell from his hover seeing Ann as she was[/b]- "..No.t.....th.ere...p-pl..ease.." "Ann, Ann! Calm yourself, child. You are not dead, you're not going to die. Please, Angel, do not fight it. You are only making it worse." [b]-Azrael brushed sweaty strands of hair from Ann's paling, clamy face. Her tears ran red. Azrael was truely scared for her. He had never seen this happen to an Angel. Even with all of the terrible things that he had witnessed and partook in, never this. He looked up at Alexandria who was now in tears[/b]- "What's happening to her?" "She's rejecting her transformation. She's scared." "We have to get her to Heaven, Azrael..or she will.." "No, this is something we nor Heaven can help. She's got to break through this on her own free will. However, we do need to get to Heaven. You go ahead with her. Go, find Raphael, Arc Angel of Healing. He should be able to help a little bit." "What about you?" [b]-The warm breeze tossed Alexandria's hair across her pleading face. Her lips trembled in fear. Azrael smiled and ran a finger down her tear-stricken cheek. He looked down at Ann who seemed to be as an old flower, wilting and discolored[/b]- "Do not worry about me, be sure this Angel lives...It is strange, I've lived to kill. Yet, I wish for her to live. Please, Alexandria, give her life. I know your true feelings for her. She needs you, you need her. Go." [b]-Alexandria's tears glittered in the wind. Azrael turned and took to the wind, soaring majestically towards [i]him[/i]. Azrael knew that he had something to do with that sickening feeling that grew in the pit of his stomach. And perhaps some of Ann's pain. The figure stood, unwavered and expectantly. One word silently slipped over Azrael's lips. One word that lingered in the decaying air. One word that possessed fear from those who knew of it. One word.[/b]- "Mordecry."[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Hm..I have to agree with TN on Quentin. Though... We are sitting here, critisizing these celeberties. Why? Aren't they people, too? And I know I've said/done the most dumbest things..*coughsjoinedthemilitarycoughs* But I guess to stay on this topic...I think Jessica Simpson takes second prize: "Is this chicken?...Nick, is this really chicken? I thought it was fish.." Something to that extent. First prize goes to our President. It's amazing how he can say the darndest things and still retain his power..seeing as how we, the people, "elected" him. Any matter, it was very upsetting to hear what he had to say on gays. I never had too much respect for him, but that just killed any ounce I had for him. I love you TN!! ^_^[/color][/size][/font]

[color=darkslategray][size=1][font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Beautiful. Absolute. Amazing. I love how you staggered the words and sentances. It gave the poem a beat, almost like a fast song..well, how I read it anyway. It left my eyes to wander down the page. Wonderfully done.[/color][/size][/font]