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WEYUXIU When Everyone Yields, Uzbekistani Xenophobes Interrogate Ukrainians. Oddly enough, that's the quickest I've ever come up with one. The next word is an adjective meaning "pertaining to breakfast." JENTACULAR

SUPERIOR Spurious Ululations Prevent Election Riots In Oblivious Residences. Nope, no sense here. AMARANTH

[QUOTE=Dagger]Why, but there's an obvious solution to this conundrum... and it even includes a dash of yaoi. Ménage à trois for the win! :animenose [spoiler]And I'm only half-kidding...[/spoiler] ~Dagger~[/QUOTE] You know what would be worse than [SPOILER]Will and Elizabeth [I]or[/I] Jack and Elizabeth?[/SPOILER] If they left it open-ended/unresolved. [HIGHLIGHT]Warning! Crazed fangirlness below! Nothing spoilerish, but wishful thinking.[/HIGHLIGHT] Although, speaking about them like they are real people for the moment, how likely would a Jack/Will pairing be if they weren't owned by Disney (or another company that isn't going to have same sex relationships)? If you talk about them as real characters, I can see Will dumpng Liz for Jack. Pirates get lonely on those seas...

True. Depression runs in my family. My grandfather, mother, uncle, and most of my aunts are manic depressive. I probably have it, too. :( TPBM wants to change their name in real life.

To Leon Fury: I have seen you on OB, so I would say yes, I know you in some way, shape, or form. TPBM likes the Kingdom Hearts series.

There's always the chance that the obsessed, crazed fangirls get their dreams fulfilled and [SPOILER]Jack and Will get together.[/SPOILER] Which has a really good chance of happening if [SPOILER]every executive at Disney suddenly becomes a crazed yaoi fan girl who pairs two guys together even though they are just friends. Because, as every yaoi fangirl who pairs straight characters together knows, if two guys appear in the same scene together, they're automatically gay.[/SPOILER] For my serious, real opinion regarding all PotC fictional romance, no one seems like they should be paired with anyone. Unless it's the joke couple above. :rolleyes: Even in the first movie, I could not see Elizabeth and Will together as a couple. They just seemed too different, and not the "opposites attract" type of different. You know Disney is going to [SPOILER]pair Will and Elizabeth together in the end, though, because as DW put, there'd be too much complaint if they broke up.[/SPOILER] And on the off chance Disney does something a little more original by [SPOILER]pairing Jack and Elizabeth, I can see them breaking up after a month. They'd get on each other's nerves.[/SPOILER] It does feel weird talking about them like they are real people, doesn't it? ;) So basically, I've said pretty much what everyone else has on this couple. Why am I here again? [SIZE=1]By the way, I'm one of those crazy fangirls most of the time, but at least I can see how crazy it is.[/SIZE]

I don't work for the government, but I give them plenty of jobs since I'm under their surveillance 24/7. TPBM has a secret desire to rule all of Canada.

Everyone deserves an answer, so I'll do both. ;) [quote name='Oblivion']Okay, The person below me goes to church religiously...[/quote] No. Never. I'm delightfully agnostic. [quote name='musical_kitten']TPBM... is the oldest in their family. (out of the kids, now, don't get technical)[/quote] I'm an only child, automatically oldest of my mom's kids, obviously, but I have cousins old enough to be my parents, if cousins count. TPBM likes Angel Sanctuary.

[COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][FONT=CenturyGothic][B]Real Name:[/B] Arisa Lewis [B]Age:[/B] 20 [B]Delta Name:[/B] Azoth [B]Delta Age:[/B] 24 [B]Team Name:[/B] Sigma Fi Omega [B]Class:[/B] Black Mage [B]Player Rank:[/B] [B]Weapon:[/B] Staff--Azoth's staff comes up to her shoulder. The main part of it has the appearance of thick purple and black vines twisting around each other. The bottom part has a silver blade measuring about five inches and tapering to a fine point, used for the weaker physical attacks when Azoth depletes her mana. A carved black bird with beady amethyst eyes and outspread wings decorated with silver filigree clutches the top of the staff with silver talons. Despite looking as if each part is made from a different material, the staff is formed from one source. [B]Personality:[/B] Azoth loves conversation as long as it is not about herself. She loves hearing people's darkest secrets, but tells none of her own. Reactions are what she looks for when interacting with people. Cheeky is a good word for her, because she has a blatant disregard for rank and authority, treating everyone as an equal. Contradictory is another good word, because Azoth often says one thing and does or feels something completely different. Her loves are rare words and teasing her teammates. Battle is another of her passions, as she loves testing her magic. Although this violet-haired black mage loves seeing her comrades surprised, stuttering, and completely embarrassed, she cares for her friends and will not allow any harm to come to them. It should be noted her hesitation to speak of herself combined with her attitude makes some players hesitant to trust her. [B]Abilities/Magic: [I]Twilight Falcon[/I][/B]--Streams of dark purple and white light swirl around Azoth, condense around her staff, and burst forth in the shape of a large falcon, Azoth's familiar. The falcon can attack one enemy for focused damage or all enemies for divided damage. A combination light/dark elemental spell that deals both types of magic damage and costs about one-tenth of Azoth's mana. [B]Picture:[/B] [IMG]http://i74.photobucket.com/albums/i258/silver_blade_clone/sfo04.png[/IMG] OOC: I could not find a single good picture of a staff I liked (and I searched for a pretty good while), so I hope my description is enough.[/FONT][/COLOR]

Quick reminder: the beginning post asks for ten letters maximum. Anyway... GAIBSFVOFFTTEOM Grieving, avenging, insane beetles swiftly free vindictive otters forsaken for trashing the evil one's motel. WDMCDOM Weasels dump Mister Cecil's dog on Matilda. Here is an actual word: KALOPSIA

[QUOTE=Shy][b]#7[/b][i] [indent]A catchphrase, Repeated endlessly, by a man who has done it all, and seen more.[/indent][/i][/QUOTE] I'm not sure if I get the correct details on this, but... Do it right, Do it White. I think it was White's catchphrase/advertisement of sorts that was in his sig. Please forgive me, White, if I did not do justice to your phrase (whether I'm right or not).

[SIZE=1]Fang replayed the event of the Crimson Slayer's entrance in her head. She placed a hand to her neck where he had held the dia katanna. If he had pressed in any further, she would be dead. "God, that was fun!" said Fang to herself. She let out a small giggle and fell back on her bed. The adrenaline rushing through her veins was a natural high. Coming close to death, being that close to the Crimson Slayer. Oh yes, Fang was having fun. She had decided that the team was bearable, at least for the time being. Of course, she had no plans to let anyone else have the Crimson Slayer. Then again, she was certainly not willing to give up Errant Thorn or Black Hawk, either. She pulled a key from her back pocket and examined it closely, then put it on a silver chain around her neck which she slipped under her shirt. This key was very special, even though she did not know what it was for. A loud knock broke Fang's thoughts. She smoothed over her hair and clothes, then opened her door. "Yeah?" said Fang as she looked at Tessa. "Do you know what room that blind guy is staying in?" asked Tessa anxiously. "Room seven." Fang pointed down the hall. "G'night," she said as she shut the door. Something was definitely wrong with the older girl. Fang wondered what had shaken Tessa like that, but brushed it off. Probably just a delayed reaction from what had happened downstairs. Flopping down on her bed again, Fang made a futile effort to get some rest. After about half an hour of lying in silence, the bluish purple-haired bounty hunter gave up on trying to sleep. She changed her clothes, grabbed a deck of cards, and headed into the hallway. She stopped in front of one room and knocked on the door. "What is it?" asked Jonah, running a hand through his hair. Fang noted with amusement that he had his sunglasses on. "I'm bored, and I feel like playing poker. There are probably a few people in the bar who like gambling, but I thought you might be better company. If you feel like playing, come down," said Fang bluntly but with a small smile. She turned on her heel without waiting for Jonah to answer. Downstairs she sat at the bar and started shuffling her deck. She was not there to make friends, but she could always have some fun gambling.[/SIZE]

[quote name='Corey][size=1']What the hell is 'LARP'?[/size][/quote] Live Action Role Playing. I would love to do some LARPing. I don't have any good clothes for it, but I have a real sword. It's modeled after Glamdring from The Lord of the Rings. Gandalf's sword, it is. And to Ålpha-Æpsilon, what does Totally Spies have to do with being in a proud state of true geekdom? That show... the way it portrays girls... evil bubbly valley girls... with cutesy, make-up/heart/cutesy themed accessories... *shudders*

And another question in regards to set-up... I assumed John, Wendy, and Michael started out at the Lost Punks' forest near the tree-house, since there are places in the park we have not been told about yet, and I assumed there had to be something special/sort of magical for them to not be able to walk out the way they just came in, hence my character feeling like he is dreaming. And I assumed that when you said go to our first meeting with Pete, you meant just seeing him and not a whole conversation yet. Please correct me if I am wrong on this so I can change it.

[FONT=CenturyGothic][COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][B]Michael shifted his backpack as he searched for his mother and siblings in front of Neverland. He had, of course, traveled alone to be there, as no one at his uncle and aunt's house would care if he were abducted or something of the sort. They would most likely be furious when they learned he stolen some money for the bus, an ice cream cone, and the red nail polish currently on his well-manicured nails, but he no longer cared. Michael no longer cared about being ignored or the strange looks people gave him, because he was going to see his mother and John and Wendy, and he was resolute to stay with them from now on. Many children were already filing into the park sans parents. He leaned over and tightened the laces of his boots, not particularly caring if any indecent exposure were to happen, moved one of his many belts a notch looser, and pulled at his choker. And then he saw them. Wendy, who could never be anything but beautiful and good in Michael's eyes, and John, whom Michael would always see as his mature, cherished older brother, were standing together next to their cooing mother. Michael broke into a run and wrapped his arms around Wendy upon reaching her, and then gave John an equally crushing hug. His heart felt like it would burst as they smiled at him. "Can... can we go into Neverland now?" asked the twelve-year-old ecstatically. "Yes, dear," his mother answered. Michael gazed at her, feeling for the first time in years like forgiving her for ignoring him. As long as he was given attention, he would forgive anything. They moved closer to the entrance and heard a voice over a loudpeaker. Only children were allowed within the fantastic theme park, absolutely no adults could step foot inside. Michael felt a wave of apprehension wash over him. What if this meant that they weren't going into Neverland? What if the day was called off, and his siblings went away? At first they were unsure of what to do, but their mother encouraged them. "Go on, enjoy the day," their mother insisted. "You three haven't spent time together in so long, and I'll be fine waiting for you. How many times will you get to go somewhere like this?" With her blessing the three made it inside the gates. After handing their tickets to pirate-themed attendants, they ventured inside Neverland, a haze like the one experienced when only half awake entered Michael's mind. Before his eyes, the world seemed to flicker, and the scenery dreamily transmogrified. He was conscious for it all, as was his brother, but beside them Wendy fell to the ground insensate. For all the knowledge in Michael's young mind, as extensive as it was, he could not figure out what had taken place as he spun and took in his surroundings. He had a fleeting wish to be curled in a closet with a knife, iodine, a flashlight, and his stolen copy of de Sade's work. The gates had gone, and instead of seeing a park with mechanical rides or stands or workers, he saw a forest. He looked to his big brother, who seemed to be similarly confused. John stood near Wendy with a worried expression. Wendy had not yet moved, and Michael could not hold back the sudden welling of tears in his eyes. "Wendy? Wendy? Please wake up!" begged Michael. With a scratchy voice she asked what had happened, and then, with her usual voice, where they were. John had an answer for the first but not the second. And, as luck would have--if anything about Neverland had luck--someone else had an answer. "You are in Neverland. Welcome," came a voice from behind them, who did not exactly sound welcoming. The one who had spoken was a huge, intimidating boy, unkempt and rough in physical appearance but with perfectly and surprisingly immaculate clothing. Several other children surrounded him, all of varied ages, appearances, and genders. Michael suddenly felt very stupid for not noticing the people before, but decided he had the right to be a little less practical and a little more shocked. The next one to speak was another boy, although he was very feminine, with pale skin, black hair, and a slight smile on his face. "You have to come and see Peter," he instructed them softly. Michael's lower lip quivered; he wanted to ask questions but was too nervous. All he manged was a small wave at both boys who had spoken. He, John, and Wendy were lead to the large oak covered in tree-houses. Each little structure was linked with rope bridges, and occasionally just single ropes. Upwards they climbed until they reached the main house, which they were informed was where Peter lived. A pale, fairly skinny boy with crimson-streaked black hair met them at the entrance. "I'm Peter," was the first thing from the boy's mouth.[/FONT][/COLOR][/B]

[SIZE=1]Fang sighed as she found the other members of her group. Each team had its own spot to meet at. She sized up the bounty hunters who had already gathered in the spot. Despite the cloudiness of the day, one man wore sunglasses, which Fang found a little unusual, but she had no right to call anyone weird considering her own tendencies. She was pleased to see another female in the group, a woman who appeared a year or two older than Fang and had tattoos across her face. There was another man with silver hair, who looked fairly ordinary, but in their business, you never could tell who was secretly psycho. The last person she saw in their group, a man with pale gray eyes, was standing off to the side slightly and held a walking stick. Fang silently mused how a blind bounty hunter might be interesting. Three people were still missing at this point. Fang joined the group, wondering how they would work as a team. She was certaintly not in the mood to deal with other people, especially other bounty hunters. "Hello again, Fang," said a voice beside her ear. Fang, for the first time in her life, thought thirteen might really be an unlucky number. She had lost sight of him when they had gone to write their names for their pairings, but... "You cannot be on my team," said Fang as she whirled around to face the bounty hunter who had spoken to her earlier. He had a small smirk on his face and a newly lit cigarette. Something about his sharp blue eyes made Fang apprehensive, but she again pulled her gun. "It's [I]your[/I] team? You don't like working with people, but you call this team yours? I can't choose which team I'm assigned to. Of course, you do not have to stay here, but you want the bounty, too, right? Or maybe you're after something else?" His glanced pointedly at the rose on her left hand. Fang quickly returned her gun to its holster under her coat and pulled her sleeve over the mark. "Fine, I'll deal with you. Don't get any ideas," said Fang irritably as she went to meet the rest of Group 13. Behind her, she heard a laugh. "My name's Kyle Ashcraft," he said. "I thought you would like to know the name of the guy you're mad at."[/SIZE]

Just want to point out really quickly that I'm a girl. An odd girl who has severe trouble understanding most of general female culture, like the torture devices known as high heels and the stupid invention known as make-up. Anyway... Quoting would make the post overly long, so let me just say I agree with basically all of what BKStyles said. Now then, I am probably about to offend a lot of females, and maybe even a male or two. Sorry if you are offended, but too many women act in the following ways. There are, obviously, exceptions, but women expect to have things both ways. They dress in skimpy clothing and cannot seem to understand why men look at them as objects. They do not want to be judged for their apparance, but many spend copious amounts of time on clothes and hair and make-up, and obsess over how much they weigh. They expect to be valued for their personalities, then refuse to date guys for trivial reasons such as looks. As BKStyles said, they think they should be "treated like royalty by men and should get what they want from those around them." And then they complain men are demeaning them when they are looked at as weaker or helpless. And by the way, Disney movies usually present horrible representations of what girls should be like. Even in movies where the girl is the main character and acts tomboyishly for some of it, they always have her return to the [sarcasm] ideal traits of femininity[/sarcasm]. However, I do not want anything solely because I am a girl. I think I should have the same oppurtunities as men, yes, but only because all humans deserve equal rights. Women deserve to be given any position that a male would receive, [I]if[/I] they are the best person for the job. For example, a woman should be a firefighter if she wishes, but only if she is just as strong and capable as the other males. I am female, but I lose more and more respect for both my gender and humanity as time passes. My dream now is to make enough money to support myself, my video game and manga addictions, and buy a house on a mountaintop in a secluded South American city where I can be a hermit and never have human contact again. Not kidding on that goal. I could rant for hours on why I am disappointed in both women and men, but I'll stop myself here. Do not assume all women show the above traits, and do not assume men are jackasses. And if it seems like I pick on my own gender too much, I am equally disillusioned with the male populace.

[QUOTE=Farto the Magic][FONT=Trebuchet MS][COLOR=DarkGreen]Indeed. Men are jackasses. Of course, being of the aforementioned gender, I would like to say that I try not to be a jerk. Of course, being from Iowa, I'm also witness to rednecks who dehumanize women. Said women seem to LIKE to be treated like that. I mean, I'm a nice guy and they never seemed interested in me. They always seem drawn to guys who cheat and generally treat them like crap. So, in conclusion, girls are emotional masochists.[/COLOR][/FONT][/QUOTE] Women are trained to be emotional masochists in the United States, and I assume it is the same in some other cultures as well. Even in today's society, there are certain things expected from each gender. Men are still supposed to be the protectors, and women are supposed to be protected. We have forged a society where men are considered weak if they show emotion, and women are held to be weaker creatures and supposed to be subserviant to men. We do it to ourselves. How many fathers out there--the ones that actually participate in their children's lives, that is--want boys who cry? The general masculine response is to tell boys to bascially suck it up and "be a man." Which is asinine, because males should be allowed to express the same emotional range as females. Females are taught that men are supposed to be tough, which is why they go for guys that show less emotion. The unemotional men that refuse to talk on equal terms about how they feel are the ones that treat their girlfriends/wives like ****. We keep spreading the problem of how women are treated. Women should get a clue and realize that the best men are the ones that talk about their feelings and treat them with respect. Men should show more emotion than stones. No one should treat anyone like they are dirt. American culture (advertising, music, movies, television, and pretty much everything else in some way or another) presents horrible images of what women are supposed to be like. Women are objectified, so it is unsurprising if little boys grow up to view women as objects. My apologies if any of that seemed off-topic, but how we are expected to be influences how we choose to treat others, so I feel that all of what I said was valid.

My friends and I are generally god kids, but we happen to be odd little children. One day in physical science (mind you we are high schoolers) my friend Holly licked my science homework. Just bause she felt like it. So I licked her homework to make it equal. She then licked my paper once again, and licked my hand. On a regular basis, Holly and another friend of mine named Constance will bite people. My friend Jonathan had a bite mark on his hand to prove it. And there was one day after school in card club (a club for card games and video games and D&D) where La-chan and I were looking at this really hot piece of FMA fan art where Edward was dressed as a maid, Mustang was dressed as a maid with cat ears and tail, and Hughes was in between them with his arms around them. We are complete yaoi fan girls (I don't prefer FMA to be yaoi, but the picture was smexy). It was not really indecent, there was no nudity, but we just kept looking at it and giggling. The teacher who was supervising the club saw it and said it was a good drawing, which made us laugh harder. A sophmore boy came in and looked at it and said how hot Ed and Mustang were in the picture. We then told him that Ed and Mustang were both male, and he freaked out. His eyes got wide, he kept telling us that they had to be girls, until he just gave up and left the room. Which made us laugh harder at the male insecure with his sexuality. Stupidity is oh so very fun.

Ah yes. Joining OB. Some of you may know a loverly, wonderful, insane child of whimsy going by Latharix_sama here on OB, who even in real life is called La-chan by her friends. She has tapered off in coming here, but her usual area is Adventure Square. La-chan wanted her friends to join OtakuBoards. Only no one did. So when I got a computer for the first time in my life in February, she demanded that I join. Being the doormat dictator that I am, I did exactly what she said. Which was good, because I am in love with all that is OB. I even got a myO account because luffable Latharix told me to. And everyone has proven that they are the awesome. ;)

[QUOTE=Muse]Bah. Curses for taking so long on that bloody biography. Good luck with the RPG ^_^[/QUOTE] I'm sorry Muse. I feel really bad about getting in when you never got to finish. And as cancer said, Blayze, take your time starting this up. It's better to take extra time planning than start too early.

[size=1][B]Name:[/B] Mira Arcrith [B]Age:[/B] 26 [B]Race:[/B] Human [B]Side:[/B] Impire [B]Specification:[/B] Necromancer [B]Bio:[/B] Mira was raised in seclusion as an apprentice to the magic of necromancy by her parents. At age ten the Impire found her and took her from her childhood home to receive more advanced training. Her excellence in what some would consider dark arts was second to none; by age ten she could summon an army of skeletons. Mira has no real opinion on the Impire or Rebels, but has no problem doing whatever the Impire tells her. [B]Appearance:[/B] Mira does not look like someone who dabbles in death. Her complexion is darkly tan, her hair is sandy brown and kept in a braid reaching her waist, and her eyes are dark green. She stands taller than the average woman and has fine, sharp features. Her normal choice of clothing is dark blue robes, usually with long pants underneath and black boots. Around her neck is a tight silver chain with several rune-ingraved charms. [B]Weapons:[/B] Aside from her necromantic skills, Mira fights with a blue lance with a wide black blade with silver filigre decorating the blade. [B]Personality:[/B] Mira is intelligent with a straightforward air. She thinks very little of moral problems, mainly categorizing things as "likes" and "dislikes." If she likes something, then she protects it, and if she dislikes something, she gets rid of it, simple as that. She appears to be very cheerful on the ouside, but that is irrelevant as most emotions feel the same to her. A smile is the outward response you will usually receive whether she likes or dislikes something.[/size]

[quote name='PaganAngel][font="Gill Sans MT Condensed"][color="#993366"][size="2"] Wow, the more I think of it, the more I realize I'm not really satisfied with any of the couples in Gravitation. When Hiro and Ayaka went on a date, I just about barfed (death to Ayaka! DEATH!). Noriko has a husband like twice her age. I was ticked that K had a wife, not to mention a wife [/size][/color][/font][spoiler]who kidnapped our precious Shu-chan[/spoiler].[font="Gill Sans MT Condensed"][color="#993366"][size="2"]And why, why, why, WHY did Tohma marry Mika, anyway?[/size][/color'][/font][/quote] Personally, I like Shuichi/Yuki fairly well, but I agree with you about the other couplings. Although, if you look at Maki's Gravitation doujinshi, (and is it not completely awesome that she does doujinshi of her own series like that?!) you see a mix-up of couples, so you can consider there being alternate pairings in Gravi. List of Maki Murakami's doujinshi pairings in, in which I'm pretty sure I got most: [list] [*]YukixShuichi [*]YukixFemaleShuichi (that's right, she made Shu-chan into a girl) [*]TohmaxSakano [*]HiroxShuichi [*]TatsuhaxYuki [*]TohmaxYuki [*]Ma-kunxAizawa [*]Ken-chanxAizawa [*]KxHiro [*]YuuzirxHiro [*]TatsuhaxRyuichi (one of my favorite pairings) [*]Tatsuha&YukixShuichi [*]KxARK [*]Tohma&TatsuhaxYuki [/list] I am not a fan of all of those, but it is just so awesome that Maki is a fangirl of her own work. It's the manga equivalent of J.K. Rowling writing Harry Potter fan fiction. [size=1]And wouldn't it be awesome if Rowling wrote slash fan fiction in secret? If I were her, I would. >_< [/size] It is worthy to note that these are only Remix/Megamix pairings, which means it's basically just about smut. But you can still see them as side-stories within the Gravi universe. Although, I do hate Mika and Tohma's marriage, since Tohma is so completely obsessed with Yuki. And I think Noriko needs a slightly younger husband, as I am not a fan of huge age differences. I neither like nor dislike Judy, and without her there would not be cute little Michael, but I do not care for her to be with K. And K needs to be with Hiro all the time anyway. And you cannot blame me for the previous sentence since Maki thought it up and penned it herself.

[SIZE=1]Fang grimaced at the numerous bounty hunters heading for Transit Square for information. Some fliers had shown the three biggest bounties she had ever seen, and she wanted in on capturing them. Unfortunately for her, the fliers said a team was needed. Having team members was a smart move considering the size and danger level of the bounties, but Fang could not stand relying on anyone else. She immediately noticed how few women were there, but there always were more men than women in her occupation. Fang gave a small smile. Her goal was the Crimson Slayer, who the largest bounty she had ever come across. If these men thought they were going to get their hands on the Crimson Slayer first, they were dead wrong. She planned everything perfectly, and she would end up ahead of any "team mates." Her second priority was the Errant Thorn. Fang would never be able to rid herself of the rose and thorn on her arm. You cannot rid yourself of scars cut into you by a crazed bounty head. Fang and the Errant Thorn had a personal score to settle. Subconsciously, Fang's right hand touched the gun hidden beneath her long black coat. She was restless. Once she received more information on the bounties, she could make better plans to capture them, hopefully leaving them alive as they would fetch a higher price that way. She weaved in and out of the people as she reached her goal: Transit Square. Her restlessness kept increasing. If any of the other bounty hunters dared to bother her, she had a feeling she would screw any hopes of "strategy" for the day and start a fight. Fang felt like a little danger at the moment.[/SIZE]

[quote name='athrunsgurl][I]yeah I htought Tsukasa and Subaru were cute together[/I] [spoiler] but in the end it turns out that tsukasa is a girl and so I think they become best buds[/spoiler'] :animeswea but I'd have to say that my all time favorite couples are Sasuke and Sakura from naruto, Inu Yasha and Kagome from Inu Yasha, and Athrun and Cagali from gundam seed.[/quote] Actually, regarding Subaru and Tsukasa, I heard that [spoiler]when Tsukasa wakes up and is found to be a girl, she and Subaru are in a lesbian relationship.[/spoiler] I think it's touched on in one of the novels (not graphic novels, the regular novels). Please correct me if I am misinformed. I am starting to see Sasuke/Sakura as more and more unlikely, since Sakura is showing signs of [spoiler]liking Naruto[/spoiler] more in the manga and anime. Plus, Sasuke is a little cold towards everyone and shows no more love for her than he does Naruto. [SIZE=1]I promise to be a good girl and not ship my yaoi couples, but I think Masashi-sensei secretly loves to feed the minds of fangirls/fanboys of SasuNaru.[/SIZE] For favorite definite canon couples, I love Kenshin/Kaoru from Rurouni Kenshin. It's good that Kenshin is able to start looking past his bloody history and find a future with Kaoru, and Kaoru finds someone she can depend on, who will actually eat her cooking. XD Then there is Ed/Winry from FMA. I have a thing for childhood friends who end up as couples, and with [spoiler]Winry saying she fell in love with Ed[/spoiler] in one of the chapters a while back, it's a pretty safe bet that they will be a canon couple. I have to list at least some yaoi. I like Riki and Iason from Ai no Kusabi as a couple. I usually hate tragic endings, but theirs is just so beautifully done IMO. This isn't anime, but Cain/Riff from Godchild is quickly becoming my new favorite pairing. There is just something about the master/servant dynamic that I love seeing in shonen-ai/yaoi. Riff is the only one allowed to see and touch Cain's scars, which is just such an intimate matter even if thy don't express their feelings outright. For the last one I'll list, I adore Yoh/Anna from Shaman King. Both are lazy, but other than that they have clashing personality traits. Cold women with sweet men is one of my favorite couple types. Plus, in one arc of the manga, you find out a lot about Anna and Yoh's history together, and it is such a sweet and sad storyline.