chibi-master

Ha ha! I want something happy!:catgirl: Love Shine by Riyu Kosaka The Official Hamster Dance by Newgrounds Funny Farm by Dr. Demento And just to drive everyone nuts, Caramelldansen by Caramell, and/or Levan Polka by Hatsune Miku VOCALOID 2!!!

[quote name='Matt']That reminds me of a guy who, as a kid that lived through the Great Depression, he was always told to never trust banks. So, as an adult, he put all of his money in jars and buried them in his backyard.[/QUOTE] Feh! How primitive.:animesigh [I]I[/I] will store my money in the walls of my room. Or I'll just spend it.:smirk:

Y'know, I think this whole series has become nothing but an object of amusement to me. It's more fun to laugh at these characters' stupidity than to actually take it even slightly seriously.

[quote name='ChibiHorsewoman'][color=#9933ff]But hey Chibi if you don't know what to do with the money maybe you should start up a bank account eh?[/color][/QUOTE] I don't trust banks anymore, what with the recession and all.:animedepr I think I may just spend the money on DS games and a new charger for said DS...mine has gone missing, mysteriosly enough. And the rest I may just safe for books.

She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5. Innocence by Avril Lavigne 1,2,3,4 by The Plain White T's' 'S all I can think of for now!

So, what are you guys doing for New Year's? Having a party? Spending it with some one? What are your resolutions? Do you have any stories you'd like to share about New Years' past? I'm not sure what I'll be doing...probably just staying up till midnight and later, sipping apple cider. Yeah, it's boring... As for my resolutions, I have one. And that is...DO 400 PUSH-UPS IN ONE DAY!!! Don't ask, it's a long story. Okay, then! Ready, set, spill it!!!:catgirl:

I counted...I have $85 in bills alone...I have who-knows-how-much in coins... But there's a slight problem...I don't know what to spend all this money on!!!:animedepr I've received gift cards for all the places I would have spent it at, and I hate when money burns a hole in my pocket! AaAaUuGh...

Pokemon: You can carry unlimited amounts of crap in your backpack, no matter what the size, but you will never be able to carry more than 6 of your pokemon at one time. Animals of any size can be stored in a computer. No matter what hell you put them through, your pokemon will never revolt or run away. Animal Crossing: Furniture can be stored in trees. And if said trees are shaken, the furniture will float to the ground in the shape of a leaf. If you are stung by a swarm of bees, apply a little cure-all medicine and you will flip into the air, land, and be cured completely. You can tell if someone is upset because black-ish purple swirly thingies will eminate from their heads. If you move into a new town, you will already have a house. The catch is that the house is crappy, and there is an outrageous debt that you must pay off by first doing manual labor for a pushy raccoon in an apron.

[quote name='desertphoenix'][FONT="Verdana"][COLOR="DarkRed"]Oh and Chibi-master, texting might not be your thing now, but just wait a few years when everyone eventually gets a phone. I don't endorse using it to cheat at school, but at least you have a way communicating discreetly in a movie theater or an assembly:animeswea.[/COLOR][/FONT][/QUOTE] Bah, humbug, and all that crap.:animesigh

This is why I neither watch the news or read the paper. To much deppressing stuff for me to handle. I think I'll just stick to hiding in my own little world where crap like this only happens in horror films. DAMN YOU, HUMANITY!!!:animedepr

[quote name='desertphoenix'][FONT="Verdana"][COLOR="DarkRed"]Luckily, she managed to get all she needed to shop for, and she got me my first [B]lava lamp[/B]. Yes, that means I'm officially a man now:mrt: [/COLOR][/FONT][/QUOTE] Wait a second! I have a lava lamp and I'm a girl! What does that make me?! A woman?:confused: Anyway, money, giftcards, CDs, laptop carrier case, watercolor set, and a phone. It's an enV2...I have unlimited texting that I'll probably never use, and a limit of minutes a month...joy. I don't even want to text!!! Dad: But you have to text! All the kids in your class will be doing it! Me: But I hate most of the turds...err...KIDS in my class, and the ones I don't hate, well, they have no cell phones. Dad: YOUCAN'TESCAPEIT, IT'STHEAGEOFTEXTINGBLAHBLAHBLAH!!!

It was REALLY warm in Arkansas! Not to mention humid! But I can't be too sure because I left the house only ONCE on Christams to call my friend and update her on how my vacation in another state was going...AUGH...I'm so tired. I just got back home...a day long drive with my parents, sister and pets. One dog, one cat...

Aveza woke up back inside the theatre. She was surrounded by men in armor, but Zelos was in front of her. "You had better have a damn good explanation, girl." he snarled. Aveza payed him no mind, she was curled up into a quivering ball, still shocked from her vision. "WELL?! Let's have it, then!" Zelos demanded. Aveza looked up nervously. She swallowed, and spat out the story of her vision. Zelos blinked in shock as he stared at Aveza. But he quickly snapped out of his awed state. "HAH! You dare try to spout such drabble! It is nothing but a mere myth! You're obviously doing this as a cry for attention!" "No! It's true! I-I swear it!" Aveza cried. Zelos smirked. "Well, you wanted attention, and now you'll get it! Guardsmen, put her in one of the dungeon cells and see if that teaches her to make up silly stories!" Zelos commanded. Two guards grabbed Aveza and dragged her away to the cells. Aveza sat in her cell, silent. She did not cry or struggle. *Why try?* she thought. Suddenly, she heard a rustle come from the other side of the dark cell. She pressed herself up against the wall. "You...you are one of...them..." a wispy voice breathed out from where the rustle came. "O-one of what?!" Aveza choked out. The rustling creature stepped forward. It was a gray, furry lump about the size of a six year old child. "Wha?!" Aveza gasped at the sight of the odd little fuzz stump. "Oh...forgive my lack...of manners. I am...Laurenz." the lump sighed. Out of nowhere, a hand appeared (probably having wriggled its way through the hair) and brushed away some hair to reveal ancient, misty eyes. "Now then...about earlier... You are...one of the chosen warriors. You see...I am a...mystic. I see things...you are one...of the brave heros that will...save this world...from the brothers...of the legend." Laurenz wheezed. Aveza sighed. "Sorry, but it doesn't look like that will be happening any time soon. How can I save the world if I'm stuck in here?" she asked. Laurenz chuckled (though it sonded more like choking). "You...my girl...are going to escape." he proclaimed. Aveza opened her mouth to question, but Laurenz only shushed her and beckoned with a bony finger. He hobbled over to the back wall of the cell, the one with a window (barred, of course). Laurenz stood in front of the wall. "Pay close attention...young lady...for you will soon...have the same gift...that I am about to show you." he said. He raised one of his hands, though it wasn't touching the wall. Suddenly, the wall blasted back, creating a large hole. Aveza was amazed, but she was also focused. She leaped out the hole. "Take care...youngster!" gasped Laurenz, waving at the now exiled girl.

Does anyone else sense an ending series here? Anyone? PLEASE, TELL ME IT'S ALMOST OVEEER!!!:animecry:

YE~AH!!! WE WIN!!! Take THAT, werewolves! Although I do like werewolves...still, this was pretty fun! I'm suprised I was never lynched! I thought I'd be one of the first people out! But, it seems I survived! Hurray for me and for Lrb!!!:catgirl:

[quote name='Aaryanna'][COLOR="Sienna"][FONT="Tahoma"]Right now I'm listening to [B]Whisper[/B] by[B] Evanescence[/B]. >_> Don't look at me like that. They just happen to have a few songs that I actually like. [/FONT][/COLOR][/QUOTE] Oh! I love that song! I have the CD that has it! Right now I'm listening to Six Feet From the Edge by Creed.:catgirl: Please, no swearing at me, Vicky!:animedepr

[quote name='Raiha'][COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]No no Chibi, you had to LIKE them before you couldn't stand them. There's a difference.[/FONT][/COLOR][/QUOTE] Ah, I see. Well there was this one Alan Jackson song I used to be pretty fond of...I can't spell it, it was some sort of gibberish sounding name... But now I hate it with a passion. I start to screech every time I hear it because it's like nails on a chalkboard to me.:animeangr

Wow...the stupidity of the people in this world has no limit, does it? C'mon, a SWASTIKA on the cake?! What, was that supposed to be a really bad JOKE?! Agh! Stupidstupidstupid!!! *bangs head against wall*

Okay, I've just started up this weird habit that I think will turn into a hobby...I like to buy any unique, odd or novelty hats I see. So that is now a major thing on my Wish List!:catgirl:

[quote name='Sephiroth'][COLOR="DarkRed"]Vicky was indeed the final werewolf, however to balance things out a little (you guys lynched all 3 in a row, lol) I have decided to randomly pick 1 more person to become a werewolf! It could be anyone![/COLOR][/QUOTE] This makes no sense! There are only 2 people left! And both are civilians! What do you mean?!:animestun

ANY Country music artist. I always hear FAR too much of them when visiting my Southern relatives (which I'm going to do for Christmas)...

I mostly listen to Rock and/or Alternative Rock. Every now and again I'll enjoy Pop, but not too often.

Guess what, everybody?! [FONT="Comic Sans MS"][B][COLOR="DarkOrange"]AH GOTS MAH ORANGE BELT!!![/COLOR][/B][/FONT]:excited:

Is it okay that I found the acid rain part absolutely hilarious? 'Cause I did.:catgirl: And don't worry, my computer screws up every now and again too!

Aveza Slayn was standing beneath a tree in the garden of her large home on Aristea. The leaves were swaying in the slight breeze, as was her long, silky black hair. "Ah, so beautiful..." Avesa whispered to herself as she closed her purple eyes. "Miss Aveza! It's time for your lessons!" called one of the maids. Aveza sighed and turned to go back into the estate, a prison to her. She often dreamed of escaping, but knew she couldn't. "Miss Aveza!" the maid urged. "I'm coming!" Aveza answered in annoyance. She entered the mansion and quickly found her way to the lesson room. She opened the door to the dimly lit study and walked in to see her private tutor, Zelos. His dark green hair was pulled back into a long ponytail today, Aveza noted. "I'm here..." she murmured. Zelos turned his head slightly, glaring at Aveza with his bright red eyes from behind his small, round glasses. Suddenly, he flung himself around and slapped Aveza with the heavy textbook in his hand. Aveza grunted and stumbled backwards. "Stupid girl, you're late again!" Zelos fumed. Aveza looked up with her half-lidded eyes. "I'm sorry...I was just-" "Just WHAT?! Daydreaming in the garden again?! I would have known! Well, I'll see to it that I talk to your mother and demand that she forbid you from entering that damned place!" Zelos shouted. "You can't!" Aveza shouted back, a rare event as she was always quiet. "Do not tell me, your tutor, what to do!" Zelos screamed. He lifted Aveza up by the collar of her dress and shoved her up against the wall. He began slapping her, but Aveza had snapped. She reached under her dress and grabbed the extendable metal pipe strapped to her thigh. "STOP IT!" she shrieked as she slammed the pipe into Zelos' face, knocking him out cold. Aveza turned and ran out of the study, down the hall and out the garden door. She sprinted towards the enormous wall that fenced in the property. Extending her pipe, she jammed it into the ground. Aveza went sailing over the wall, something she had dreamed of, but never had the guts to do. She landed on the other side and began running into town, a place she had been only once, when she was 7 years old. Aveza was panting as she hid behind the local theatre. "I need a disguise!" Aveza gasped. She opened the back door of the theatre and found the lead actress' room. She entered the room and looked around. Aveza quickly went to the vanity, there she found a pair of shiny, silver scissors. Lifting the heavy object up, she snapped at her hair until it was straight at the edges and about jaw length. Aveza turned to the costume rack and grabbed a black, hooded cloak that she threw on. She turned to the vanity again and clumsily applied some make up to cover her bruises and red spots where she had been beaten. Aveza exited the theatre and walked out into the alley, sure that the whole town was looking for her. She was about to run, when she felt an odd sensation. Though the day had been fair and breezy, she began to burn up. It was so hot, Aveza started to get dizzy. She looked at her surroundings quickly. What she saw stunned her. The buildings were crushed, bodies drapping over them as if they had been raining from the sky. She felt something tug at her cloak. Aveza turned and saw a bloody, rotting child. "Help me, please!" it begged, tearing at Aveza. Aveza began to scream and shriek as she had never before, it was so terrible! Suddenly, Aveza was back in the alley. She stood there, quivering. Then a breeze came through the alley, seemingly pushing the weakened Aveza to the ground.