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I'm looking for a website that I can type the word in english and it will translate it into kanji for me. I would like it if the kanji was presented in calligraphy, but beggers can't be choosers.

I'm interested, but I'm an procrastinator. ^^; Name: Velaxis Gender: Feminine Side: Risen Appearance: [URL=http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c318/Inque_me/Redchick.jpg ][COLOR=DarkOrange](Human)[/COLOR][/URL] [URL=http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c318/Inque_me/Bastetsword.gif][COLOR=DarkOrange](2nd change, most favored fight form)[/COLOR][/URL] Fighting Style: Velaxis is a being of grace and skill, wielding her sword with precision and elegance. She is a cat demon, and it shows in the way she moves. Velaxis is able to transform through the [URL=http://i30.photobucket.com/albums/c318/Inque_me/Bastetchange.gif][COLOR=DarkOrange]five stages [/COLOR] [/URL] of her changeling heritage, using the most suited to complete her goals. This is her only ability, and that suits her just fine. Personality: Velaxis is an alluring being, prone to sexual escapades ending in bloodbaths. She is spiteful, cruel, and savage, looking down upon other creatures as stupid, slow and cowardly. It takes great acts to impress this cat, and once done, Velaxis will be loyal to whoever completes her task. She is a fierce enemy, but an even greater ally. Her natural curiosity causes her to pay great attention to detail and store it away for future use. The sharp mind she possesses is her greatest asset... After looks, of course. Writing Sample: Velaxis sauntered through the smoke and laughter, caressing the shadowed forms of the sinners. She wore her human form tonight, seductive in a black skin tight dress. Velaxis ran her fingertips over the silk, pleased with the way it clung to her curves. It was a good find. An attractive fallen smoking a black clove ciggerette cut in front of her and stopped, facing the other direction. Velaxis frowned, miffed at the intrusion of her stroll. Out reached a delicate ivory hand, tipped in daintily painted black nails. Upon reaching the offending shoulder, black claws pushed out from under the nails, biting into cloth and skin. Velaxis whipped the blonde around, snatching the clove from her lips. She unhooked her claws from the shirt and licked the blood slowly from them. Velaxis took a drag from the clove and wrapped a hand behind the fallens neck. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to the ex-angels, shotguning her the thick, flavored smoke, with just a hint of her own blood. Standing back, Velaxis smiled, her cat eyes flashing in the dim light. "There... That wasen't so bad... Now was it." She leaned in once more, licking her lips. "Keep out of my way, or I may just take closer notice of you, my little mouse." She laughed cruely and took another drag of the clove, dissapearing into the crowd, the wisps of heavy smoke trailing after her before blending into the rest of the cloud.

Bah. When your home town treats ya crappy, take a break. In a bigger city. Basicly, I'll be away from my computer for a bit, so no postins for Robin. I'll be back Sat.

Glossy black wings pulled in, pressing tightly against the small figure as it plummeted frighteningly towards the cold hard ground. Banking sharply, Perish swooped over the frigid landscape surrounding the Temple of Darkness. Cackling at the guardians on the ground, she exercised the raven form?s wonderfully vulgar vocabulary. She landed upon one of the many columns of the temple and began to shift back to her natural form. ?Still no sign of our counterparts? This feels like a fools errand to me, meaning no disrespect. I?m still not sure that mingling with our brothers of the light is a good idea. There is already much unrest among our companions? I can only imagine it is much the same with the light.? Perish sighed, knowing her queen had heard. A voice floated to her ears, a sound not unlike the baying of hounds at the moon, or ice cracking in the frozen wastelands to the north. A voice to send mortals crashing to their knees, howling in agony. ?Peace my daughter. Though what you say may be true, we must hope that the threat to our peoples will galvanize a renewed hope for cooperation. The light must recognize this threat as we do, to send their warriors to join with us here. I will tolerate no bloodshed on this holy ground, so bickering must be kept to words only. It is my hope that you may forget your differences to defeat this powerful threat.? Perish bowed her head, accepting the words as wisdom. It is not for one such as her to question the will of one?s goddess. ?Yes, my queen.? Perish turned her eyes once more to the horizon, scanning quietly for the approaching guardians of Light.

I just finished watching an Anime series called "Elfen Lied". It's thirteen episodes long, and made me cry like a baby. I really liked it and recomend it to anyone who isn't squeamish. It's kinda a love story... But you won't understand that until the very end. The director writes much the same. "What I thought, while reading the comic, was that this was a love story, and I could make it so that it would bring veiwers to tears." - Mamoru Kanbe He was right. I got eyeliner all over my t-shirt. I was wondering if anyone else had seen it, and what they thought. [color=navy][size=1]I merged your thread with the pre-existing Elfen Lied topic. Have fun discussing it! - Dagger[/size][/color]

I just finished watching an Anime series called "Elfen Lied". It's thirteen episodes long, and made me cry like a baby. I really liked it and recomend it to anyone who isn't squeamish. It's kinda a love story... But you won't understand that until the very end. The director writes much the same. "What I thought, while reading the comic, was that this was a love story, and I could make it so that it would bring veiwers to tears." - Mamoru Kanbe He was right. I got eyeliner all over my t-shirt. I was wondering if anyone else had seen it, and what they thought.

I asked Jeeves... He said "Here, run around in a circle for a while." lol I'll try the other ones... Thanks. I'll post the number if I ever find it.

I did. The searches gave me a whole bunch of obituary sites, but they don't specify for suicide, and Wikipedia gave me suicide songs.

I really want to know how many people kill themselves on Valentines Day. But I can't find the information anywhere. Search engines are my enemy. So, if anyone knows, or can tell me where I might look, it'd be appreciated.

Name: Perish Age: teenager Gender: Female Race: Guardian Position: Guardian of Darkness Appearance: [URL=http://img47.imageshack.us/my.php?image=darkcatgirl9uh.gif][IMG]http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/9619/darkcatgirl9uh.th.gif[/IMG][/URL] Personality: Perish is morbid and extroverted with a keen sense of irony. Her humor is sharp and many find her difficult to cope with, considering she will lash out at friend or foe. Perish is an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives her an intoxicating power over others. At her worst, she's a narcissist. Full of herself and even proud of her faults. Stubborn and opinionated, she knows what she thinks is right. End of discussion. A bit of a misanthrope, she often sees others as weak, ignorant, and inferior. Perish loves her sarcasm, though it often hurts the ones she cares about. She has the tendency to be playful in her actions, accidentally causing a wide area of destruction in her fun. Despite her dark image Perish falls in love easily, making high tragedy of her crushes. She is a hopeless romantic, often falling for humans. Weapons: Two dirks and two black desert eagles Powers: Perish has the ability to shape change at will, changing only parts of her body, or making the entire transformation. Her favorite shapes are cats and a raven. Perish also has limited shadow manipulation, thought not as strong as others, she is more creative. (ooc: That comes from three years of playing a lasombra in VtM) Character Snippet: Perish kneeled, dipping a finger into the spot of blood cooling in the dust. She sniffed it, a thoughtful look in her eyes. It was a human, an overweight, smelly, disgusting human, but human none the less. One large cat-like ear swiveled at the sound of footsteps. "I thought you got tired of scaring the piss out of insulting humans." The tall being shook his shaggy mane. "Really, Peri, it's not really worth it." Perish flapped a hand at him. "I made a special exception to this one, Caeru, and what have I told you about calling me that?" Caeru laughed "So, the great and mighty Perish is above nicknames now?" He kneeled to better see what Perish examined. His eyes widened in shock at the sight of the blood. "You didn't.. Did you? Peri, that's against the rules!" Perish turned around and punched him lightly. "Of course not. His drunkenness turned him about and ran him straight into a dumpster. I should throttle you for thinking I shot him." She turned back to the ground and shrank, her face darkening as fine feline hair covered it. Her ears and tail, which she wore in her normal form shrank to accommodate her small housecat form. [I]"Right now, I'm just going to see if he's alright. You may follow if you like, but don't step on me."[/I] With that, housecat Perish trotted down the dark ally to make sure smelly man was still breathing. Suddenly, two gunshots rang into the night. Not unusual in this part of town, but they were close. [I]"Uh oh... Caeru, did you hear that? Crap. I'm gonna get blamed again, aren?t I? Someone always does, even when it's obvious I didn't shoot them, the bullet holes are way too small!"[/I] She raced down the ally, Caeru trotting behind. The fat man lay on the pavement face first, the blood pooling under his bulk. [I]Yep.. Dead. Look likes he got mugged."[/I] Caeru nudged the corpse with a toe. "Yeah, probably. As to the blame, since when do you care what those light heads think anyway? It never bothered you before. Anyway, we had better be getting back soon. Malchiel wants to speak with you." Perish sighed and returned to normal. "Very well... Let's get it over with already." (I didn't really know what to write, but I figured that you wanted something to judge our writing with... So if it's lacking let me know and I'll try harder.) Notes/Other:

Shark: If I was a surfer when would I fall? (I should get a mention for suck. I vote the Posidion one)

I think it really depends on the person. Crack and such should go, but I think pot is like beer. First get old enough so that it's not stunting necessary brain functions, then get high with a small group of close friends while watching Super Troopers. Avoid heavy machinery and cars. To overdose, you would have to smoke something like 15 pounds in 15 mins... And even then, you'd be dieing from smoke inhalation not the THC itself. Shooting anything into your veins is just a generally bad idea... Sure you get higher, but not smoking the **** for a month will do the same thing. Things like shrooms and acid are iffy. You can't really predict the way people react to hallucinogens, acid more so because of the fact that it is man made. Screw meth... It's way too much trouble to make. I want my hands. And my teeth. Meth labs go ka-blooey. Yep. The only drug I think should be legal is pot.

Hm.. I like this neo-emo term. People have the habit of labeling everything... Without labels, people would be lost. I know I'd be mad is someone mislabeled the peanut butter and I ate it. Anywho, Emo was the term 'cause someone didn't know what they were talking about. (Pst. that happens a lot.) Sooo, now that we've been enlightened, we shall call them neo-emo! And thus another label is born. It matters not. We could just say "faggy looking whiney wanna-be punkers without the balls" but that's too much of a mouthful for everyday use. I, personally, get massive amounts of pleasure from these "neo-emo" chaps. If one of them actually kills themselves off, the world would be a better place. It amuses me to have long drawn out conversations with them, usually ending in: "That's horrible. Here?s a gun." They give people who dress accordingly bad names. I know people with neo-emoesque hair styles and listen to that crappy music, who are decent enough by my standards (which are high, usually) that get crap for it all the time. As long as they don't force me to listen to their music. So I suppose that the moral of the story is: Talk to them first. Once they start to whine, direct them to the nearest flow of traffic.

[QUOTE=renayiiq]I'm letting the world win. I may even take out my piercing. It offends the school system, so why not just shut them up, right? [/QUOTE] Screw that. Never give that bottom feeding, soul sucking, crime against humanity that calls itself the school system what it wants. I spit in it's face. Technically it's the lawn, but I try to remember to every time I pass. Sure I think education is important, but not at the cost of our individuality... Public school breeds the close minded, tie wearing, cramped-into-a-tiny-white-cell-for-eight-hours, suck up zombies. Online schooling is the way to go. In our middle school they have a 4x6' room with a two way mirror for the "bad" kids. Or the retarded ones when they flip out. The reason I spent time in there was I refused to eat my dignity and take off the goth makeup I wore. They never locked me in, for which I am grateful or I'd still be paying property damage bills, but they used to lock the "socially inept" boy in, and the rest of us bad kids would have to sit in the nurses office and listen to him scream until he went hoarse. In my high school they attempted to expel me for wearing a trench coat. They did expel a friend who wore blue three days in a row. It was a sign that he was in a gang, they said. And from then on, no one was allowed to wear the same color three days in a row, anything with an eight ball on it, any billabong clothes, anything with sexual innuendos, sharp bits, carry a purse, backpack or any other bag, jackets, or hoods. So I quit. Now I'm on an online program. I can work on it anytime I want, and am free to work, or in my case, stay up all night a country kitchen gaming. The moral of the story is, public schools are a really bad example of a place for freedom of speech. Or self expression.

Aw... Poor kitty. ~ Turkey: *does the moon walk* Here kitty, kitty, kitty. *shakes his tail feathers* You knoooow you want it. Frreee turkey toooni- *gets hit by a truck*

"Shh! I think I hear one behind the black spot!"

O.O YES! *huggles* I love Rasputina. My current favorite is their cover of Mansons tourniquet. It's so much better than his version. Ever tried Da Vinci's Notebook? Heres "Another Irish Drinking Song". Gather 'round ye lads and lassies, set ye for a while, and harken to me mournful tale about the Emerald Isle. Let's all raise our glasses high to friends and family gone, and lift our voices in another Irish drinkin' song. Consumption took me mother and me father got the pox, me brother drank the whiskey 'till he wound up in a box. Me other brother in the troubles met with his demise, me sister has forever closed her smilin' Irish eyes. (Chorus) Now everybody's died, so until our tears are cried, we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more. We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again. Ken was killed in Killkinney, Claire she died in Clares, Tip in Tipperary died out in the dairy air. Shannon jumped into the river Shannon back in June, Ernie fell into the urn and Tom is in the tomb. Cleanliness is godliness me Uncle Pat would sing, he broke his neck-a-slippin' on a bar of Irish Spring. O'Grady he was eighty, 'tho his bride was just a pup, he died upon the honeymoon when she got his Irish up. (Chorus) Now everybody's died, so until our tears are cried, we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more. We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again. Joe Murphy fought with Riley near the cliffs of Alderney, he took out his shillaly and he stabbed him in the spleen. Crazy Uncle Mike thought he was a leprechaun, but in fact he's just a leper and his arms and legs are gone. When Timmy Johnson broke his neck it was a cryin' shame, he wasn't really Irish, but he went to Notre Dame. MacNamara crossed the street and by a bus was hit, but he was just a Scotsman so nobody gave a *****. (Chorus) Now everybody's died, so until our tears are cried, we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more. We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again. Ole!! Me drunken Uncle Brendan tried to drive home from the bar, the road rose up to meet when he fell out of his car. Irony at once befell me Great Grand Uncle Sam, when he choked upon the very last potato in the land. Connor lived in Ulster-town, he used to smuggle arms, until the British killed him and cut off his lucky charms. And dear old Father Flanagan who left the Lord's employ, drunk on sacramental wine beneath the altar boy. (Chorus) Now everybody's died, so until our tears are dried, we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more. We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again. Someday soon I'll leave this world of pain and toil and sin, the Lord will take me by the hand to join all of me kin. Me only wish is when the Savior comes for me and you, He kills the cast of Riverdance and Michael Flatley too. (Chorus) Now everybody's died, so until our tears are cried, we'll drink and drink and drink and drink and then we'll drink some more. We'll dance and sing and fight until the early mornin' light, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again, then we'll throw up, pass out, wake up and then go drinkin' once again.

I've been on a depressed streak, so I thought I'd remember some of the things that make me laugh. Namely, a band called Voltaire. I'm not limiting the thread to them though. If you know of other bands that make you laugh, feel free to share. Has anyone ever listened to "If I only were a goth" originally by Thoushaltnot? It made me spray Mt. Dew through my nose, which sucks hardcore, in case you were wondering. The lyrics go as follows, to the tune of "If I only had a brain" in the Wizard of OZ I'd be thinner, I'd be taller Go clubbing in my collar With skin pale as a moth Dressed in black, I'd go creepin' While the normal folk are sleepin' If I only were a Goth With my hair up, I'd look fancy Like Siouxsie and the Banshees With silk or velvet cloth Dressed in boots, never sandals And the room would be lit with candles If I only were a Goth Yes I'd wanna die From the bottom of my heart impure Would I like another clove? Well, sure And after that, we'll go listen to The Cure I'd pretend to be a vampire Like in stories 'round the campfire I'd suck your bloody froth Yes the thing I'd be best at Is impersonating Lestat If I only were a Goth In my casket purse I'm toutin' Einsturzende Neubauten And pagan hymns to Thoth Yes the world would be depressing Over death I'd be obsessing And this corpse that I'm undressing Would be sexier, I'm guessing With my diet I'd get scurvy And I'd worship Peter Murphy If I only were a Goth -Thoushaltnot, If I Only Were a Goth

Do you listen to it? What are your favorite songs? Have you heard the original mix of Dark Oscillators - nobody is perfect? You should... It's good for the soul. Anywho, this is my favorites list... Dj Zany- Pure Noize Suppressor ? Bone Crusher Dj Promo ? Dancefloor Hardcore Tuneboy ? Demolition (Technoboy Remix) Dana ? Catch my Drift Evil Activities ? Sick of my Life Ophidian - Angel You?

I, being a girl, hate asking boys out. I'm all akward and funny like... So, I wait for the right moment and go to kiss the guy. If the reaction is positive then we'll talk. The term "go out" feels kinda silly... I prefer straight out "want to date?" tiz better that way. Of course, if he makes the move first, theres no need for all the above.

14 shots of bacardi 151 + 1 black permenent marker + 1 Electric razor = Robin lying outside in the grass... face down in her own puke with half a shaved head and a serious case of blackfoot. (Robin dosen't drink anymore...)

Only if every person is a pacifist will it ever work. If one person were to kill a whole bunch of pacifists, someone somewhere will want revenge. Which throws the whole idea out the window. It's human nature. Though I belive that a pacifistic nature could be bread into the species eventually. Though... If everyone started smoking pot, they would just be too lazy to start ****.

Well, unfortunatly, I'm utterly font deprived. If anyone can enlighten me as to where some of this may be aquired I'll... Er... Say thanks?

[QUOTE=Baron Samedi][size=1]However, I view self-awareness as a key point of being human. Until that point when they can separate themselves as a conscious entity, they are no different to an animal, mentally. Which means that I see no problem with aborting toddlers :p [/size][/QUOTE] I agree totally. (Not to mention the extream desire to throttle ones younger sibling) If "life" begins with a cell, babies are no better than plants or animals. And I love me some sushi.... Though I belive eating babies is illegal. *shruggs* [Edit] Upon reveiwing Drix D'Zanth's last post, I see that I'm speaking of what's defined a "human"[End edit] For me, I guess humanity would start at the same point as long term memory. That's memory of stuff, not trained reactions like "Bad dog, no peeing on the carpet!" and "You did a trick, heres a biscuit." On the topic, I think that being alive is just not being a rock.

I agree that the concealing of the weapons is pointless, but sometimes that pesky trench coat just gets in the way. I'm all for the population decreasing, especially in places where the hicks with no money have eight or nine kids. I think that the idea of guns in general should be chucked. People should just go back to draging around swords. That way, your opponent has a better chance for retaliation. Where is all the entertainment in fighting if it's just *bang* "Ha ha motherfnckah! You shoulden'ta called my momma a ho even if she does work da streets." (-.-' please don't take that racialy. I know way more white boys that do that.)