Ezekiel

[SIZE=1]The extraction is good, my PSP has been annoying me by leaving behind some white pixels lately, so well done on not having them left behind on the image(s?). Like Retri said, the background is repetitive but I can see where you were going with it. What I think may have look better was having the text faded more and the have the background colour less drab. I also don't think the text colour suits too well with the overall look. But these are all things that get better as you experiment more, so I suggest going over and messing around with aaaaall the settings. May I ask what version of PSP you are using? I can't find how to do that to text with mine and I'm on PSP9 O_o;[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][QUOTE=Aiyisha][COLOR=Indigo][SIZE=1][FONT=Arial] [URL=http://dead-seraphim.net/photoblog/index.php?set=x-d&no=15]Oh darling,[/URL] [URL=http://dead-seraphim.net/photoblog/index.php?set=x-d&no=4]you buzzkill.[/URL][/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR][/QUOTE] I'm sorry. I let him off his leash for a while ^_~ [B]Aiyisha[/B] SN: Aiyisha is a very pretty name, and I think I got the idea of where you got it form but I won't say it in case it kills the illusion. ^_~ [B]Custom Title:[/B] I remember when we came up with our titles! It was aaages ago, and mine was something to do with hand jobs, if I remember correctly....eh heh. Anyway. This title stands because you are a goddess who is sexy in stockings and I need to get you some ;_; I feel bad. [B]Avatar/Banner:[/B] I actually had no idea who this little girl was, but she is so damn cute and cool! Like ULX mentioned, she's got that gothic look to her which I see in most of your banners, so it must be something about their abstract style that attracts you. [B]Sig:[/B] That is such a lovely little poem that you have linking to Hevn's site. I know for a fact that you're both very, very much in love and the fact that your sig is almost in complete dedication to her is simply wonderful. You're so cute together, if you don't mind me saying. Altogether, you like your women and you like their clothes better, you're a romantic who's in love and you're totally and utterly mad. Yup. Or maybe that's just personal experience >_>;[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I'm glad you both like the image, even if your opinions are split, haha. I like both of them, even though the first is preferred because of the way the colours blend. You guys are such a help in making my things better, at least this way I know when I'm doing things right ^_^ The font I used is "Miss Brooks" I got it in the Calligraphy section, I believe.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I can't thank you enough for that image for meh, but I've said my peace about a million times on AIM, so I'll go for the other banner. I think it is, quite frankly, 'effing awesome. Again, you've made it all almost the same colour and still managed to have every detail stand-alone. I love how you do that. The text it absolutely awesome, I envy you for having the program that does it properly u_u. I love that little silhouette thing behind the text, too...it makes it seem like an icon, which I really like. I just really adore that background; no words can describe how awesome it is. I, of course,

[SIZE=1]Thank you dear Retri for your comments. ^_~ I've just finished this and....I like it, kind of. Something looks a little off with it though. Not wrong per se...but...missing. I dunno what it is though. O_o; Retri knows what I'm talking about; I don't think he can place what's missing, either. Anyway, the first one is the completed image. Second is what it was like when I really thought it looked like something needed doing with it. Also, the actual image of Daisuke (of DNAngel) wasn't really edited then. I hate the text "options" for PSP9. They must burn and come back like the brilliant, amazing, orgasmic options you have for CS. ?[B]Just to see you smile.[/B] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Seeyousmile2.png[/IMG] ?[B]Not quite finished version.[/B] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Seeyousmile.png[/IMG][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Aaw, he?s adorable, I love him! He looks like one of those badass characters that would totally mess with his enemies? heads before blowing (or slicing) them to bits. Gotta love those kinds of characters. I love the way he looks in the foreground and can't see anything really wrong with that, the only thing that irks me slightly is that image at the back. The arm looks like it's pulling him away, and I'm sure it's supposed to look like that, it just looks a little too small considering the size of his head (Which looks great) Apart from what I mentioned above I adore this picture. His expressions are just great.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]O___O;; *death* You guys are so amazing. This is absolutely[B] gorgeous[/B]! I'm so honoured. I adore the font you used for "Delacroix" may I ask which it was so that I can steal it for myself? The way you blended the picture (is that Sasuke?) is perfect, it blends in so nicely with the background and still stands out. I'm in awe. There isn't much else I can say. [B]Thank you so much, both of you![/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Kagami Imi [B]Gender:[/B] Female [B]Age:[/B] 17 [B]Sign:[/B] Dragon [B]Instrument/Job: [/B] [URL=http://www.musicianshop.com/Westone_Guitars/Westone_733_Electric_Guitar_Metallic_Red.jpg]Lead Guitar[/URL] [B]Appearance:[/B] [URL=http://www.psycko-manga.com/gallery/babe/34-10.htm]Imi[/URL] [B]Personality:[/B] Imi, taking on the true role of the Dragon, is a ticking time bomb. While most of the time she is just a normal, though slightly irate, teenage girl she has been known on more than a few occasions to let rip and storm off in a fit of rage, taking anyone down who gets in her way. She always speaks her mind in is in no way afraid to tell others what she thinks of them or how they are. The good thing about this is that, over the years, people have come to realise that she is not just all mouth and there is a very hard punch behind her words. While she is never insulting she is brutally honest and very sarcastic, known for her snide remarks. Despite this very unattractive side of her personality, there is much more to Imi. She will never get angry with her friends unless provoked and is fiercely protective of those she feels close to. She is kind and always offers her advice (she indeed seems wise beyond her years), even if she tries to act like she really doesn't care. As the Dragon, Imi is also a very proud young woman who would rather do something she is terrified of rather than have people see her back down. It's her pride that is her weakness and only two people know this--Zoes and his sister. [B]Character Snippet or Bio:[/B] Imi was woken up by the loud ringing of her alarm, a shrill and annoying noise at seven o'clock in the morning. She groaned and pulled off her covers, hearing the immediate *bang* of a small pebble on her window. She snarled at the back of her throat and opened the curtains, already knowing who would be standing on the street. She was right and she gave all three of them a cold stare, Zoes, Bunto and Taiki all laughed and walked around to the Dragon's front door. Five minutes later she came out clad in her usual style of clothing, a small bag hung over her right shoulder. Imi stepped out into the morning sun and levelled all three boys with an ice-cold stare, the shrunk back against each other and smiles weakly, waiting for Imi to make the first move. She sighed and rolled her eyes, flicking some blue hair from her face, [B]"Come on, Zoes needs to beat that damn game and I'm not one to stand in his way."[/B] Zoes cheered and marched ahead of the group, a few coins jingling merrily in his jeans pocket. Imi looked at Taiki who laughed to himself, [B]"I just hope Inuki doesn't show up again."[/B] Imi nodded in agreement and looked at Zoes as he half skipped half jogged in the direction of the arcade. [B]"How he became our leader I'll never know."[/B] Yeah, I made Zoes sound like a bit of a pansy....Oh well. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]OOC Hope me moving on time wise isn't too much, I really need to meet up with you guys. ^_^;[/B] Beth's clutch pencil was firmly between her lips as her gaze flickered over some old books she had managed to stuff in her suitcase. These books were in Latin, a language she had learnt during her studies of becoming a pathologist. The books detailed ancient dark rituals and she had found one that made her heart leap. She read that sentence once again and grabbed her notebook, scribbling 'eyes' over one of the lines in her long and spidery handwriting. Again, she looked at the sentence, making sure that she had read it correctly; indeed she had, now the worry was building up. 'Faustus...what did you do?' She picked up the newspaper cutting, read how the young Wolfgang's eyes had been damaged and dropped the piece of paper in shock. Her hands were trembling and all the spit had dried from her mouth, Beth was terrified but wasn't quite sure how big this was going to be just yet. She scrambled to the window and noted the time from the clock on the wall. Twenty minutes past eight, he would be here soon. She leant her cheek against the cold glass and breathed deeply, her heart rate returning back to it's normal slow beat. She knew now that she had made the right decision in coming here to talk to Faustus, even if it would be something she regretted in the long run. She sat just below the window with her knees hugged close to her chest, the phone next to her as she waited for the reception to warn her of the doctor's arrival. A few minutes later the phone rang and Beth jumped, picking it up and answering with a quiet [B]"Hello..."[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Rawr, cheap-forum-rip-off-title :3 I had Syk3 close my old thread so I could start a new with my latest PSP9 sturff. Now I've only had PSP9 for...two weeks? So I'm still getting used to the awful text options. Not to mention the brushes are so few I have to make my own ^_^; So, without further ado, I give you Delacroix's graphics. [B]?Revolution[/B] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Revolution.png[/IMG] [B]Artist:[/B] Garbage [B]Song:[/B] Sex is not the Enemy [B]?Radiate Happiness[/B] [IMG]http://img164.echo.cx/img164/2980/happiness16nv.png[/IMG] I thought it looked like radioactive waste O_o; [B]?There's a Time to Lead and a Time to Follow[/B] [IMG]http://img212.echo.cx/img212/8474/wogcon782231qv.png[/IMG] [B]Artist:[/B] Papa Roach [B]Song:[/B] Stop Looking, Start Seeing [B]?Pretty Girls Make Me Nervous[/B] [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/blarg23.png[/IMG] [B]Artist:[/B] Prozzak [B]Song:[/B] Pretty Girls I usually use quotes from the songs I'm listening to as I make the banner, hence the Artist and song title beneath each banner. c&c pwease, and if that bloody .gif hasn't worked I must be missing something >.< Gah, I just checked the thread and it hadn't worked ;_; I editted the image to match the OBs background colour. Anyone have a clue what's going wrong?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Gah, I found it impossible to work with the image because of the poor state of affairs with PSP9 and it's text edditing options. I'm very sorry, but Delta's is really good. Thanks a lot for the compliment, too ^.^[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I'm sure I would have picked up the Matrix subtleties if I was not half asleep, haha. I thought it was good considering it's a short story. Clean and rounded off nicely, it has the right structure for a story being it a beginning, middle, climax and end. Usually when people attempt short stories they'll miss out some of the steps and it will end seeming like there should be more to it, but none of that for you, so well done. Couple of things I didn't like. I think you used too many "big words". Let me explain what I mean by that. In parts where you could have used a simple word to fit into a sentence you instead used a more complicated word of the same meaning. I feel you did this too many times and I instead got the feeling that you had lost the sense of the story and were trying to cram a lot of complicated words into one sentence. Another part I didn't like was this: "a [B]dark patch of motion[/B] came to his attention" It may just be me, but that really doesn't sound right and it feels a bit awkward when I read it. Overall, I really like this little piece; it's very nice for brain stimulation. It would be nice if you pulled out some other short stories.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Oh my God! You're bringing Imi and Zeos back! I [B]love[/B] you! God, last time I played as Imi was....I dunno how long ago but it was ages. Anyway, rambling and happy molesting aside. This sounds like a really good idea, hon, like Kamuro said it's old school RP mixed with a new idea, which is great. The basic storyline is very well thought out and is sure to be very fun to play out. I'm assuming though that Shiren no Shigami is cancelled? Ah well...[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Okay, I'm not breaking down each of the banners as Retri-san pretty much done a superb job of that already, but I would like to add some advice. I'm assuming that you haven't had Photoshop for long at all, so experimenting with filters is very good. What I do suggest, however, is using the extraction tool, bringing out the girls head and then messing with the background that you have left. That way we can still see the pretty part of the image and a really arty background. More advice. I [I]never[/I] use any pre-made gradients or backgrounds that were with the pic originally. I know I have a different program than you (PSP9) but I used Photoshop CS for a bit, never fear, I have an inkling of what I?m talking about. When you extract her image, wipe out the remaining background so you have a white first layer, have her on the second layer and then mess around with the brushes. Photoshop has so many it's wonderful. So just go crazy and see what you come up with ^_^ But experimenting with filters is fun, so more power to you on the learning curve.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I'm going to have a shot at this tomorrow, it's pretty late now and I'm not in the mood for yet another PSP9 battle. Heh. I'll get back to you with this ASAP.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]Name:[/B] Morag Dunstibar [B]Nickname:[/B] NA [B]Gender:[/B] Male [B]Age:[/B] 22 [B]Status:[/B] Freedom Fighter/Singer (This is, of course, questionable. My character is a revolutionary, of sorts) [B]Profession:[/B] If anything, Morag makes his way as a singer. [B]Hometown:[/B] Morag was born on the Island of the Star. He recently travelled to Calormen to assist those in the rebellion. [B]Appearance:[/B] (Attachment) Morag stands at 5'10'' tall, his clothes most certainly out of the ordinary for any who come into contact with him. Most call him insane, but he just seems to be a little too modern for this time both in the way he looks and acts. He always wears blacks; reds or rich purples and always has that eye patch even though he claims his eye is perfectly fine. He does have some kind of magical aura around him. [B]Abilities:[/B] Morag travelled Narnia in his earlier years in search of potions and spells. He has been brought up with magic, though not all that powerful, and can use some of it to his advantage. Mostly it is just lifting and moving things he can do and he doesn't do it often for fear of scaring those in Calormen. He has the profound ability to stay mostly unnoticed in situations and, despite his loud and gaudy style, slips away from large crowds most easily. [B]Weapons:[/B] A staff is all that Morag carries with him though he can wield it with such amazing force that men carrying swords will be beaten brutally by him. The shaft is silver and smooth with only a few scratches in the centre for better grip. At the top of the staff there is a black cross about six inches in height. The end is sharpened to give the staff more power as a weapon. Morag has also hung beads around the staff as he claims they give him good luck. [B]Biography:[/B] [I]Dear Diary, Today marks a wonderful day. I have finally succeeded in convincing the rebels that I will be of great help to them. It has been a month since I left Narnia and my old life behind and I have wiped the slate clean. I look forward to starting a new life in this land, it will surely teach me many new things. I remember when I first heard about the plight in Calormen through my uncle who had recently travelled there. He told me stories of a beautiful land with wonderful creatures, only The Tisroc kept them under a dictatorship. He spoke his views on what a shame this was and how something should be done about it. My parents quickly hushed him and I heard them later lecturing him on putting ideas in my head. It was, unfortunately for them, too late as I had made up my mind by that time that I would travel to Calormen and free them from their chains. When I was eighteen I travelled there for a short period of time. Never in my life have I seen a beauty as that land, I fell in love with it instantly. As I travelled back to my home after Calormen had struck me I started to plan things in my mind. Even back then rumours of a rebellion circled the streets; I knew it was only a matter of time until they were carried out. I had met a man in Calormen, he was good and kind and agreed to keep me informed of how his beautiful land was getting on. Last month I received an urgent letter from him informing me of the planned rebellion in Calormen. At that time only a few knew of this and it was still in its baby stages, but I knew I had to get there and work my way into the rebel forces. When I arrived it took a long time for the locals to grow used to me...I understand I am not your usual resident, so to speak. As I write now my hands are shaking with excitement. Soon, yes, soon all of this planning and pain will come to a close and Calormen will have its freedom. I know it will, I have faith and I will die fighting for what I have faith in.[/I] Morag closed his diary and sighed deeply to himself as he set his quill down to rest. He leant back in his high back chair and dropped his arms to his sides. Was he doing the right thing here? Of course he was and he couldn't exactly go home now, as his parents had deserted him. The young man was not easily put off what he believed in and instead walked to his bed, retiring for the night. [B]Personality:[/B] Morag is one of the few genuine people left. If you ask him a question he will answer with all honesty, a quirk that has gotten him into a fair few fights in the past. He is funny and kind and has a very soft voice; people can easily listen to him talk or sing for hours on end. He is not one to drink as he has a very low tolerance to alcohol, a fact that he is acutely aware of. Not one to lose his temper, Morag has a very cool and confident demeanour, someone who dresses like he does has to. [B]Password:[/B] [SPOILER]No one knows any story but their own.[/SPOILER] [B]I hope that was all in order, it's been years since I read the stories of Narnia. ^_^;[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I've been looking over Retribution's and Rising Sun's artworks and, well, they are gods among artist that are worthy of worship. ^_^; I've been trying to crack the abstract look for quite a while and those two have it down which is the reason why I love all of their work. It may not be much, as they own my skillz, but this is just a small tribute to those two skilled members. [CENTER][IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/Tribute.png[/IMG][/CENTER] *worship*[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Ooh, come on? No one's mentioned the [URL=http://www.fastcoolcars.com/images/wallpaper7/pagani_zonda5.jpg][B]Pagani Zonda[/B][/URL]? My God, it is such a car worthy of worship....or I may just be lame in that way. >_>; Since I know I will never have that car unless I win the lottery, there are a couple of cars I would love to have...once I have the money. ?[URL=http://www.tyresmoke.net/albums/albus87/DSC00417_1.sized.jpg][B]Vauxhall VX220 Turbo[/B][/URL] I actually think this car is, overall, better looking than the Zonda. But the Zonda is soooo powerful you can't help but want it. Even if you would just listen to it. ?[URL=http://www.kakaku.com/kuruma/images/car/PEUGEOT_206CC.jpg][B]Peugeot 206CC[/B][/URL] Yes, it is a Peugeot. Yes, it looks like a girly car. It has a fold down metal roof!! I [URL=http://www.phillymint.com/I_danbury/dm1375.jpg][B]'58 Plymouth Fury[/B][/URL]. Ever since I saw the movie Christine I've wanted that car ^_^;[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]What Jadeninja said is exactly what I mean! My mannerisms aren?t what I'd call "stereotypical Goth" but purely because of the way I look and dress people judge me as so. I mean, it doesn't bother me on the whole it's just when people take it to the next level and begin making assumptions. For example: In Liverpool most of the people are "anti-Goth". They automatically assume that they are devil worshippers, drug addicts etc. I think it's fear of them, but that's just me. I was with my friend once walking through her neighbourhood in baggy khakis with chains and a Sum41 hoody. She was dressed "normally" I guess you could say. Then these kids started following us, even throwing stuff at me and shouting "Goth! We don't want you here!" I'm not joking, it was the weirdest experience. I mean, I told them to....go away *innocence* and we went to her house. It's those kind of people who I can't stand and that's part of the reason why I think stereotypes shouldn't be encouraged. I'm not sure what would have happened if one of them had a knife, there have been cases of it in the past and now the media is only making it worse. By the way, Jadeninja, you have very pretty hair. ^_^[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]OOC You know I can't stand the German language so I'll stick with English, thank you very much. If Beth is speaking in German I'll just put it in Italics.[/B] Beth laid on the large king size in her hotel room, the lights all switched off so only the soft light of the setting sun filtered through the vertical blinds. The brunette lay on her back, her heart pounding hard against her chest out of nerves. The receptionist had informed her that they would be calling Dr. Faustus to arrange an appointment, hopefully he would be available this evening. So far they hadn't called back and it was six o'clock now, she was getting more nervous with each passing minute. Then the shrill ring of the telephone broke the silence and the young woman fumbled with the receiver before pressing it to her ear, a shaky [B]"Yes?" [/B] escaping her lips. The receptionist spoke with a soft German accent, her English quite precise though some time?s inaccurate. [B]"We have contact Dr Faustus ent he shall meet wiv you at eight-thirty in you're hotel room. This is good?"[/B] Beth sighed deeply and closed her eyes, nodding to herself, as she brushed some stray strands of brown hair form her face. [B]"That's perfectly fine. Thank you very much."[/B] [B]"It is my pleasure, miss."[/B] the phone clicked and Beth placed the phone back down, lying back down on the bed with a huff. She swung her legs around and lay flat on her back in the dimming light of the room, stretching her arms out in front of her. Her chocolate gaze flickered over her neatly clipped fingers and down over the back of her hand. She turned them to study her palms, white and smooth from so much time spent in plastic gloves. These hands had cut open and invaded so many bodies, the lifeless and open bodies of the dead. She had more respect for those people than the living, even if their essence had long since left their vessels. Something about them just awed her, she laughed to herself, remembering how most people treated her when she told them her profession. [CENTER]*** [B] "Ah, so you're a doctor?"[/B] [B]"Y-Yes, I am..."[/B] a younger Beth stuttered softly, her hands shaking slightly in her pockets. She had passed her final exams over a year ago but still acted like a student even though she had recently gained her position as head of medical and forensic pathology in London's large mortuary. She was talking to a man only a year older than her, someone who her friend had introduced her to as 'potential boyfriend material'. The man smiled warmly and slipped his arm around Beth's narrow shoulders. She flinched and went rigid, but he didn't notice or care. [B]"So, what kind of doctor? Medical, psychology...?"[/B] [B]"I'm a pathologist."[/B] He seemed to go a bit pale then cracked a nervous smile. [B]"Pathologist...?"[/B] 'Hah, pretending to be ignorant...' [B]"Yes, I study dead people, to put it bluntly."[/B] The arm fell from her shoulders. [B]"I...see. Oh, man, I never noticed the time. Could you pick up the bill? I have a meeting."[/B] he stood up, hurried away and left without another goodbye. Beth saw that as the last straw and gave up on men totally. ***[/CENTER] Beth sighed and sat up from her musings, turning on the light next to her so she could look for some old notes of hers. She found them after digging through her suitcase; the elastic band-bound parcel of papers and small notebooks had become grubby and dog-eared over the years. Still, it would take so long to put them all into a computer and Beth didn't have the luxury of spare time. She dumped the notes and papers on her bed and spread them out, crossing her legs and sitting with a pencil in her mouth. She imagined what doctor Faustus would look like after reading through these old newspaper reports. She knew his age, quite obviously, but just couldn't banish the image of a little old Professor with a greying beard and wrinkled suit from her mind. She laughed softly and shook the images away, attempting to compile a time-line of sorts in her spare-time before the meeting with Faustus. [B]OOC Eh, just trying to put some more depth to Beth?s character O_o;[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1][B]OOC *grumbles*[/B] Morag cursed lightly as he stepped over fallen branches and tried desperately to avoid brambles and other such nasties. He buried his hands deep in his pockets and sulked as he made his way deeper into the forest, a small back slung over his shoulder to collect the flowers in. Imelda had given him a couple of vials, telling him to just "throw this in something face and it will leave you alone." Fair enough, Morag thought, but what if he missed? Then he would be eaten alive and they would have no more Morag. He grumbled again and kicked a pebble out of his way, the darkness of the forest becoming more apparent as the clouds obscured all light from the moon. He stopped walking and sighed, looking up at the sky, which had taken on an inky purple colour. Oh, it hadn't been his day. Actually, it hadn't been his day since he joined the Cold Spades. All he ever did was be nice, fit in and give everyone a good laugh, not to mention help them out on more than one important occasion. What does he get? [B]"I get thrown in a forest to look for a damned flower."[/B] It was only when Morag stumbled across what he thought was a branch did he realise that it was time to stop sulking and time to start...running. He yelped as a rotten hand made a grab for his ankle and sprinted away as fast as he could, shrieking as he did so. The singer took the bag off his shoulders and dug inside it for one of the vials, opening it quickly and tossing it all over the approaching zombies head. The creature screamed and fell back, what was left of its face melting away to nothing. Morag wheezed and clutched his chest, the smell of rotting flesh infesting his nostrils as he pulled in deep breaths. [B]"Find the flower, get out as soon as possible. Yeah. Sounds like a plan, Morag m'lad."[/B] He continued chatting to himself softly as he carefully plucked his way through the forest, the half empty vial still clutched tightly in his grip. Then he saw it off to his far right, a bush covered in Lotus flowers. A wide grin spread across his face and the redhead made his way over to the bush, filling his bag with the flowers. In all the excitement Morag hadn't even noticed how far from the path he had strayed and looked around, a blank and terrified look on his face. [B]"Meep."[/B] [B][U]-Over with Sarissa and the little girl-[/U][/B] "I hate this. I hate nature. I hate the dark. And this kid is getting really heavy..." Sarissa muttered nervously to herself as she picked her way through the undergrowth, the child in her arms seeming to get heavier by the second. Finally she conceded to whatever fate held for her and plopped down to the ground, setting the unconscious child down beside her. Sighing deeply, the dancer rested her forehead on her knees and curled up as a chilly wind whistled through the trees. She shuddered, and then she heard it. The awful wheeze and the sound of branches breaking. A shadow stumbled out from the bushes into the small clearing and Sarissa screamed, so did the 'creature'. "Omigawd, Sarissa!" Morag yelped, jumping back again when he realised whom it was. Sarissa felt a muscle near her eye tense and she let out a shuddering sigh, plopping back down on the floor. "Great. This is all I need." [B]OOC Aaw shat, that's what I get for not reading properly >.< Thanks, Sakura[/B].[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I deleted all my old banners from the Image Hosting site, silly me. Still, they weren't that good. ^_^;; I've got PSP9 now for keeps rather than the Photoshop demo I had and this program is a biotch to work with text effect. *grumbles* That's why the font I've used, if any, isn't all that exciting. Le sigh. I've just done this one now, I'm still trying to work with pictures "escaping" from banners. I really like the effect it gives, so bare with me 'till I get it right. ^.^ ?Radiate Happiness [IMG]http://img164.echo.cx/img164/2980/happiness16nv.png[/IMG] ?Current Banner [IMG]http://img212.echo.cx/img212/8474/wogcon782231qv.png[/IMG] ?MyO "Welcome" Image (Black around the edge because black is what I have on MyO) [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v219/AzureImi/23_23_welcome.png[/IMG] (Blood effects created by yours trully on all accounts, my, what a skill to have ^_~) Number two and three were inspired by Papa Roach--the lovely gentleman in MyO image is Mr. Jacoby Shaddix, the lead singer of the band. c&c appreciated. [STRIKE]If anyone knows where I could download some brushes it would be great as PSP9 has an abysmal selection of them, there's hardly anything to work with. *sad*[/STRIKE] Oh my Gee, I figured out how to make my own brushes. Yays.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]Morag sat on top of the caravan, trusty frying pan at his side with Widdershins stretched out just behind him. It was a position he really did not want to be in. While the rest of the group, save Tical and Luca (though Luca did like using him as bait on the odd occasion), abused him in different ways on a day-to-day bases, Morag had always felt safe around them. But not when he was left to fend for a caravan, in the dark, with only a frying pan and a talking cat to aid him. [B]"So if we got attacked by, say, a horde of plunderers intent on stealing all our loot, what would you do?"[/B] he asked this with a nervous smile, terrified that Widdershins would take more offence than intended and claw him to near death. [B]"I would run away and leave you, the big strong boy of this group, to save your sorry self."[/B] Morag looked downhearted and grumbled, hugging the frying pan closer to his chest. His insecurity was not helped when a few minutes later he heard the rather audible scream of who could only have been Tical, screaming bloody murder as he was attacked by something large...and scary. Morag really didn't like that idea and was suddenly grateful to be at the caravan rather than out there in the forest with a little girl. Plus Sarissa would be angry by now, Katchya would probably be getting nervous and Tical...well, the scream was enough to tell Morag that he was probably wetting his pants by now. Widdershins mewed and licked her paws, [B]"Should we go check that out?"[/B] [B]"No."[/B] was Morag's definite and final answer. [B]"Ah, good...we agree, Mr. Dunstibar."[/B] The singer laughed nervously and lay back, reaching out tentatively to scratched Widdershin's ears. She mewed again and he relaxed, the cat wasn't so bad after all. [B]OOC Aaw, bonding between Widdershin's and Morag. And Mr Warrior, Morag isn't stupid, just very, very naive. ^_~[/B][/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I did notice that you put "easier" in quotes, Retri, I knew you weren't being totally serious on that part and like I said, I wasn't having a go at you personally I just picked up on the comment you made. Sorry if I seemed like it was a personal flame. What kakashi said is really all anyone can say about the matter; he's got it spot on. Where stereotypes are concentred, as Retri-san said, they are there because they are based off an original idea or a clique. I live in Liverpool, I'm not like a "natural" Liverpudlian as I am not originally from here but if someone brought up the typical Liverpool stereotypes then I wouldn't hesitate to agree with (the majority of) them. I think that people get annoyed with stereotypes because a lot of the time they are only about bad things, not all the time, but it does seem to be the case that stereotypes show people in a predominantly negative light. To bring this to a close, I must again apologise to Retribution, sorry for the misunderstanding.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=1]I had a rather long discussion about stereotypes and labels with my mother this morning and we both decided that they're terrible things. Retri, you say they organise people into groups. Well, why do we need to be in groups? Does that not take away our individuality as separate human beings? Aren't we all unique? I can't see why you have to say, "She's a prep, yup, 'cause she dresses that way. He's a Goth because he likes black, therefore he does drugs." It just doesn't make sense and I think these "groupings" are making people more distanced than we have been before and that isn't something that should be encouraged. I do not label myself as any one thing--I wear black, I wear net tops, I have dark make-up and like heavy rock music. Does that make me a goth? No. Why? Because I also happen to like wearing bright clothes at times, I like N*Sync and on the odd occasion, Britney Spears. I don't fit into any one category and would frankly be insulted if someone tried to pin me down as one thing in particular. We, as intelligent human beings, should not become sheep who all [I]have[/I] to be put together in a group. Who [I]have[/I] to follow a trend and be the same as everyone else just to be "cool". Be unique; don't waste millions of years of evolution just to be like everyone else. Rant over. (Retri, I wasn't having a go at you in particular I was just quite miffed by your comment, Please don't take it personally as I quite like you. :3)[/SIZE]