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[Color=DarkBlue]In the mind, we all have untapped potential that only through certain outside forces can we begin to tap into them. Why not let yours out? What I want to see here, is a group of awesome writers doing what they're known for, their writing. In the similar effect of the the Art Studio, this will be a "battle". The contestants participating will set the rules, and the topic. Once everything is agreed on, the thread'll be set up, and the deadline for the piece, and they'll post. From there, it will be up to the public to decide who wins. Polls will be set up, and for every vote that's cast, it'd be nice if you gave an overall critique for the writers, because it's the only way to grow. And now, if your still interested in parcipating, this what you'll need to post here... A piece of entrance is required. It shouldn't be anymore than 500 words, but no less than 200. It doesn't matter on what topic you write, but the story must have a beginning, middle, and end. A rating in the title would also be nice, just to warn everyone ahead of time. The title also doesn't count in the 500 limit. So, in sum, I hope everyone likes the idea, and I look forward to seeing the entrant topics. [B]The Deadline for the Prelims is Monday, July 4th[/B] Good Luck![/color] [Color=DarkSlateGrey]PS: Lady A, if this needs a rating as a whole, make it M-VLS. I wasn't sure, so I figure I'll just add a note here.[/color]

[Size=1][B] Oneirophobia[/B] [I]Secrets are dangerous things They make people?s mind race And sometimes brings Things you never wanted in the first place.[/I] ?So damn true.? the man uttered from his corner. ?What would you know?? A woman sitting at the same table said. ?Like you even need to ask that Annette.? The guy said, letting his chair fall onto all fours again. Annette was speechless for a moment. She didn?t know what to say, or how to react. ?I?I?m sorry Jake, it?s just?I wanted?? ?Don?t feed me that bullshit line about wanting me to try and forget what happened. Look, he double-crossed me, left me in the rain with nowhere to go, and he killed her. He killed my sister Annette. You understand that? My fucking seventeen year old sister.? Jake said, with tears falling down his face. Jake suddenly got up from the table, and ran out of the bar that he had been in. As the rain poured down from the sky, Jake?s tear soon began to combine with the already moving rivulets as they cascaded down Jake?s body. He finally stopped as he entered the park. He noticed a bench, and sat down, still sobbing. As he lay down across the bench, the rain let up, and the moon slowly began to peak from its bed of clouds. Jake suddenly sat up, as a form appeared from beyond the streetlight that the bench was under. ?Who?s there?? he called out, not expecting an answer. The shadow stalked closer, and his gut began to shrink with every step he took. As the shadow quickly became enlighten, his cried out and huddled on the bench, pulling his legs up. ?You?re dead, you?re dead, Damnit, you?re dead?? ?Good morning, all you losers who actually listen to this station. It?s six AM and that means that DJ Click is on. This morning I thought I?d start with a local favorite. 50 Cent?s Candy Shop sound good?? The radio blared. ?If he plays that song, I will personally go down to that station and kill him.? A voice said from the bed next to me. ?He won?t, it?s a joke.? I said. ?I can already hear you?re complaints, so no worries my faithful listeners, I won?t play it, yet. Instead, let?s bob around the bathroom to the sounds of Marilyn Manson.? The radio said, as I hit the snooze button. ?Rita, how ?bout we sleep five more minutes?? I said, pulling the pillow over my head. ?Nope, we got exams today, and besides, don?t you have a date for lunch?? Rita said, getting out of bed. She flicked her raven colored hair behind her, and let it fall onto the bed. She then turned for the bathroom and closed the door, slamming it hard enough to set my bed vibrating. ?Damnit, I want to sleep.? I whined as I got out of bed. I looked in the mirror, and sighed. My brown hair only reached to my shoulders, and my eyes were a muddy brown. I sighed again, and reached for my bedside table. I grabbed a hair holder, and threw my hair into a sloppy ponytail. ?Rita, you almost done?? I asked, knocking on the bathroom door. ?In a minute Jake.? She said, baning back. ?What the?? I thought, my name wasn?t Jake. I was about to say something back, but my mouth responded before me. ?Damnit Janine, hurry it up. If Dad finds out?? ?What?d you say to me Seth?? Rita said, opening the door. ?I don?t know?? I said back, gloomily. I finally knew where those names were familiar from. My dream. I shuddered, and turned my back to Rita, ?Look, don?t worry about it, OK?? ?No, Seth, I should have figured. You?re keeping something from me, aren?t you?? Rita said, pointing her brush at me. ?Seth, I thought we promised, after what happened last year, we?d tell each other everything.? ?Rita?? I said, not knowing what to say. ?It?s all in a dream I?ve been having. A guy that lost his sister and everything else being stalked by someone or something that?s dead.? Rita looked at me for a second, and looked down at the floor. ?Seth?? ?You?re having the same dream, aren?t you?? I asked sitting down on my bed. ?Not exactly?? She said, sitting next to me. ?From her, Annette?s I mean, point of view, right?? I said, getting excited. ?Still not on target Seth.? Rita said, looking down at the floor. ?Not the shadow, is it? I mean, it couldn?t be the shadow. Why would you dream about the shadow?? I said, my sentences spewing out my mouth. ?Seth, the shadow, it?s not what you think it is.? Rita said, glancing at Seth. ?It?s Jake?s sister.?[/size] Comments and critiques would really be helpful. Is this a good way to start a tale of twins in a world of shadows? (oOooh, foreshadowing)

[Color=DarkBlue][quote name='ChibiHorsewoman][color=darkviolet']I think Elmo's so happy all the time because PBS give him an ungodly ammount of Paxil and other anti0-depressants before each show.[/color][/quote] Either that, or they really hype him up on caffine. I kinda pitty the poor guy. They probably do unethical things to his manhood to keep his voice up. [quote name='ChibiHorsewoman][color=darkviolet']It's odd that something that didn't bother or register on people's minds 30 years ago strikes a nerve now.[/color][/quote] That's the American government for you, that's them. I love, and still do to this day, The Count. When I was younger, I got a star in Kindergarten for doing a personation of him. *poses* No, actually CHW, I'm a loser for remebering that.[/color]

[Color=DarkBlue]*raises hand* Most of the German rap sucks. Big time. Worse than in English. "Lonely" is sung by Akon. I always wondered if that song was trying to get in with the little kids by using the hampster's voice. You know, hook 'em while they're young. Call me a little kid, but I'm in love with the llama song. That lovely tune started an obsession with those furry, spitting, pack animals. You want stuck in your headness? I'll give you stuck in headness! [URL=http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view/120321]Badger Badger Badger![/URL][/color]

[Size=1]Taiki was bored. No, wait, he was tired and bored. It wasn?t a good combination for it being only seven at night. He had left band practice at the regular time, but someone on the way home distracted him, and so he didn?t actually get home until closer to seven anyway. His sister had been waiting in her PJs again, and Taiki had brought her a new plush that she had seen the day before in a store window. Taiki knew her shouldn?t spoil her so much, but he just sometimes couldn?t help it. She always had a smile on her face, and only cried when the situation seemed necessary. Taiki loved her to death, and if, no, when, she died, he wouldn?t be the same. Thoughts like that seemed the farthest thing possible from his mind as he picked her up and hugged her. It had seemed like this had become a ritual since the band had started up. It was something Taiki treasured. Another thought hit him, what would happen when she died? Would he still expect to see her smiling face at the top of the stairs? Would he open his arms and pick up an imaginary girl and hug her? Taiki shook that thought off to as he picked up the phone. He needed to hear the voice of someone before he went crazy. He dialed in the number, and waited for the other end to pick up. ?Hello?? ?Hey, Tsutomu, it?s Taiki, you planning on going to school tomorrow?? Taiki said, turning the phone cord in his hand. ?Yeah, probably, why?? ?Well, I wanted to take my sister out for the day. I was wondering if you wanted to come along.? ?I?m not positive. How?re our attendance records anyway?? ?Like I know.? Taiki said, rolling his eyes. ?Look, I?ll check it out and call you back later, ?kay?? ?Sure.? Taiki said, hanging up the phone. His mother probably wouldn?t approve of it, but he knew that she wouldn?t object either. Or at least, that was his plan. He walked down the hall to his mother?s office and knocked on the door. ?Mama can I take Yukicho out tomorrow?? ?You got school?? She asked, swiveling around in her chair. ?Maybe, but it?s a Friday, and I?m not missing anything important.? Taiki said, quickly covering his tracks. ?You?d better not be using this as an excuse to get out of a test.? His mother said, looking at him. ?I?m not covering for you this time. You?re on your own.? Taiki just smiled and gave his mother a hug. ?No worries. You want anything, I?m gonna go for a walk?? ?Sure, pick up some milk, please.? His mother said, handing him a bill. ?I?m not expecting perfect change, but please keep in mind where the money came from.? Taiki smiled, took the bill, and headed towards the door. He grabbed his jacket, and opened the door. He shut it quietly, and walked down the stairs. The light night air always had something in it that made Taiki calm. He passed his favorite signpost that he had decorated when he was younger. It had a sticker asking about Peace. The message wasn?t important, but the picture was always funny. A pig running from a human. Taiki chuckled, and entered the store. He picked up the milk and headed back home. Before he opened the door to the apartment, he took one last deep breath, and entered. Taiki loved the night air.[/size] OOC: I hope everything?s OK in the ?using Tsumotu? department MistressRoxie.

[Color=DarkBlue][Size=1][B]Name[/B]: Olli Killigan [B]Age[/B]: 16 [B]Gender[/b]: Male [B]Apperance[/b]:[URL=http://www.hinocatv.ne.jp/~a-murata/gallery/yukito_kunisaki.jpg]Here, minus the creepy puppet thing.[/URL] [b]Powers[/b]: Olli can effect the world around him with thought. Whether it be sending off a signal to everyone to stay clear, or just having something to move that was blocking whatever he was doing. [b]Personality[/b]: Olli is a very quiet person. He was never known for being anything more than the boy who sat in class, did his work, and got a good grade. No one ever saw him hanging with friends, and he always sat alone at lunchtime. Very few people were ever seen hanging with him, and even then, they seemed nervous to be around him. It seems like a dark aura hangs over him, and everything he does. Does an aura really float over Olli, or is it something deeper? [b]Bio[/b]: Olli was born into a very typical family. His father worked in a music store, and his mother was lawyer. His life was great. He always had clothes on his back, and food in his stomach, and parents who loved him. He also had many little friends, and would spend the endless summer days running around and having a good time. That came to a screeching when Olli turned nine. He and his friend Julia were out running through the forest behind her house, and night was slowly setting. The two of them were nowhere near done playing with the fish in a stream they had found. As they giggled and chased after them, they become oblivious to time. Soon, dark night had befallen them, and as they trudged their way towards home, they heard the first of many spine-chilling noises. The branches overhead seemed to squeal, as if someone or something was sitting on them. Olli felt it creeps down his back, and he turned to Julia. ?Did, you hear that?? She nodded her head, and let out a small whimper. Olli grabbed her hand, and the pair began to walk faster. They soon began to sprint as the sound began to come from the bushes. As they ran, the sound only seemed to get closer, and closer, until finally, the two couldn?t take it anymore, and they turned around to see if they could see what was following them. What he saw scarred him forever. A man standing at a good 6?2 with a knife in his hands, and blood splattered all over his shirt. Olli tried to turn around, but his feet were frozen in place. The man?s focus was on Julia as he began to drool. Julia who had regained the motion in her feet suddenly jerked Olli. By saving his balance, he kept up with her, and the two could hear the guy following. As they continued running, it became apparent to Olli that the guy behind them wasn?t going to catch them, because he wasn?t running fast enough. For only a second, he began to imagine the man running fast enough to catch them both. Just for a second, he could see the man smile as he grabbed Julia and slid the knife through her? Olli suddenly tripped and fell. He thought he felt Julia fall too, but she didn?t. Instead, the guy grabbed her and stuck his knife into her stomach, and she began to cough up blood. Olli tried to turn away, but his gaze seemed fixated on the scene played out before him. The man licked his lips as he suddenly lunged towards the girl with his mouth open, Olli screamed, and? Woke up in a hospital bed. He looked around at his surroundings, and there were his parents, sleeping in the chairs by his bed. ?It didn?t work then, damnit.? Olli thought as he tried to sit up. His mother heard the sheets rustle, and her eyes shot open. ?Olli! Oh my God. Jack! Jack! He?s awake.? His father stirred and opened his eyes. He looked at Olli, and Olli could see he had been crying. ?Olli, the doctor says your throat?ll be sore for a while, and he said that you?d need to stay in the hospital for another week to make sure that you didn?t puncture your stomach.? His mom said, smiling. ?Everything?s gonna be OK.? [I]?********.[/I] I thought to myself, still frowning. I had just survived swallowing a shard of glass. Things weren?t going to be OK.[/size][/color]

[Size=1][I]This is going to be hard.[/I] Daniel thought to himself as Serenade continued on with the two boys. When she walked back with Casey in tow, the others followed looking very confused. "We've recieved such a warm welcome I never want to go home." Serenade said sarcasm heavy in her voice. "Excuse me, but are you five the five from Canada?" A girl had approached them while they weren't paying attention. "I'm Heather, and I'm here to help show you guys around." [I]They were expecting us, that's strange.[/I] Daniel thought as he and the others follow the girl through the school. [i]We may end up here a while.[/i] As they passed a bathroom, Daniel made a comment to Adam, and slipped in, hoping that the tour guide didn't notice. He walked into a stall, and checked out the Tallus. He checked the screen to see if anything had changed, but the same message lingered, and it somehow seemed to imprint itself on Daniel's brain. Daniel reached for his pocket, and instead of finding a pack of cigarettes, he foudn some of the gum you chewed to get off of cigarettes. Daniel started to get upset, but he realized that he didn't need to draw anymore attention then necessary. Besides, it?s not like he had been smoking more than two weeks. It wouldn?t be hard to stop, would it? Daniel shook the thought away as he popped a piece of gum into his mouth and left the stall. He opened the door, and about ran into a guy walking in. ?I?m sorry.? ?Just watch yourself, you hear?? The guy replied elbowing his way past Daniel. ?I?m starting to agree more and more with Serenade,? Daniel mumbled, leaving the bathroom. He quickly ran down the hall, trying to catch up with the others. He was stopped as the bell rang, and students flooded into the halls. Daniel left out a half hearted curse, and went with the follow towards wherever they were headed. Daniel finally got a break in the flow near the entrance, so he rode the wave, and stopped near the front door, hoping to catch a glimpse of the others. He noticed them sitting on a bench outside, and Daniel jogged over that way before he tripped. Before he did, the Heather girl, who had a slip of paper in her hand, stopped him. ?Where did you go?? ?The bathroom? Daniel said, trying to get past her. ?It took you an awful?? She started. ?You moved on and I lost you.? Daniel said quickly, making sure the others hadn?t moved. ?Fine, but don?t try anything fishy. The school has it eye on you.? Heather said turning away. Daniel sighed and ran up to the others. ?So, did I miss anything??[/size]

[Size=1] You've got my signup ULX. This one looks like it'll be fun. One question though, what all can we signup as? I figure companions to the main character, but anything else?[/size]

[Size=1]Daniel groaned, and woke up. The last thing he remembered was... wait, he didn't remember anything. He groaned again and sat up. He scanned the enviornment for anything dangerous, and looked over to see the others talking amongst themselves. He stood up, and walked over to where Amy and Casey were talking. He rubbed his head, and said, "What happened?" "We're still trying to figure that out." Casey said, "Just look at all this desert." Amy nodded, and looked around too. Daniel just let his jaw drop, as he finally felt the wave of heat hit him full-on. He gaped at the pair in front of him for a second, but pulled his jaw up when he was tapped from behind. He turned to see Serenade and the other guy standing there. "You guys bring a map?" he asked, trying to be funny.[/size]

[B]Chapter 3: A Card Is Flashed[/B] [B]Players[/b]: Sakura, Corey [B]Big Picture[/B]: After their run in with Death itself, our heroes are tired physically both mentally and physically. The pieces do begin to come togther for them as they realize they have to get to wherever the voice said for them to go, and they need to get their fast. Only problem is, they soon realize that finding the specific person is going to big bitch. Luckily for them, the voices do try to help, even if it?s in their own sick twisted way. [B]Notes[/B]: Well, here we go again with the PM round room. No killing in this chapter, but I do hope to see a lot of frustration. Hopefully this bridge-like chapter?ll kind of explain what I was getting at by putting in the whole leaving part in the first place.

[Size=1][Font=Arial]Name: Daniel Nickle Age: 15 Gender: Male Appearance: [URL=http://www.sunrise-anime.jp/sunnews_pic/image/0503311320482.jpg]Daniel[/URL] is the one on the far left. Powers: Daniel can phase through solid object.[/font][/size]

[Color=DarkBlue][B]Name[/B]: Iino Taiki (As is done, first name last) [B]Gender[/B]: Male [B]Age[/B]: 16 [B]Sign[/B]: Snake [B]Instrument/Job[/B]: Backstage Work [B]Appearance[/B]: See attachment [B]Personality[/B]: Taiki is a charming young man. He can talk his way out of any problem, and probably flatter whoever he was having problems with, no matter the sex. He loves to talk, but not to the point of talking just to hear his own voice. Although looks aren?t everything, Taiki keeps his up and always tries to keep as groomed as he can. Taiki?s biggest problem in his eyes is having all the girls go gaga over him. He can?t stand being in the spotlight, or anywhere near it. That?s why he works backstage. [B]Character Snippit[/B]: Taiki walked down the street. He and the others had just finished band practice, and Taiki needed to be home. His little sister hadn?t been feeling well and he wanted to check up on her, to make sure she didn?t need anything before the stores closed. As he walked, his silver hair was rustled by the wind, and he ran his hand through it, making sure nothing was caught. He sighed quietly, and started to think about what life had been like before his father passed away. His sister had been diagnosed with brain cancer at an early age, and they had said she would never live more than a year, but a year later to the day, she was still fighting and smiling all in the same breath. The one thing that in Taiki?s mind, kept her fighting was the encouragement of his father and himself. Everyday, Taiki would check up on her, and make sure she was comfortable. Everyday, his father would sit for an hour and watch T.V. with her, and help her with her homework from school. Even though she was sick, they still had fun. From just going to the park and watching the leaves fall in autumn, to watching the sakura flowers blossom in spring, they always had fun. The only problem in their family was their mother. She was an executive for a huge company in Tokyo, and was always away. She tried to get home, but projects quickly piled up when she did, and things got out of order, so she only came home when she could, and even then, her heart was still in her work. Taiki loved his mother, and after his father passed away, she moved her job to their home, and worked at home. She was still always working, but Taiki got see her more often, and they did get to do things once in a while, and for Taiki, that was enough. He sighed once more and began to climb the stairs to his apartment. In all his thoughts, he had already arrived. He anticipated the look on his sister?s face when he opened the door, hoping she didn?t need anything. He jogged up the stairs and was met at the top of the stairs by his sister. She began to hug his leg, and Taiki picked her up. ?I?m sorry, practice ran over tonight. Everything alright?? ?Yeah, I just misswed you, dat?s all.? She said, smiling. It was good to have a family to go home too. OOC: BOOYA! First totally finished signup! =P[/color]

[Color=DarkBlue]Jake moaned and opened his eyes. He immediately cursed himself for not paying closer attention to his surroundings before going for the package. Now, he had lost consciousness and his headset. Even now, his partner could be in trouble, or worse because of his mistake. He lifted himself off the floor and scanned the car for Trump and the other two teams. He spotted Trump on the floor of his seat, slumped over. He cursed lightly and scanned the rest of the car. A couple of rows ahead of Trump, Loud Mouth saw the other two teams at a stand off, with the recovery service holding the package. He chuckled and turned again towards Trump who had begun to stir. If they were going to end up with the package, the pair of them had to work fast. Loud Mouth waited as Trump set himself up on his elbows. Loud Mouth waved his hands, and got Trump?s attention. He then held up four fingers and pointed to the rows. He then made a crude drawing of a package in the air with his hands. Trump nodded and Loud Mouth was happy. He signed for them to meet a row up from him, so Loud Mouth began to crawl, watching to make sure that the other two teams didn?t see him or his partner. They met and Loud Mouth said quickly ?We?ve got to get the package. At the point things are going, we?re going to have a full scale battle on the train, and we have to get the package out of here before then.? ?Can?t we just seriously injure the one who knocked me out with the chlorophyll?? Trump asked, looking serious. ?Sure, but don?t get yourself hurt in the process. I?ll go for whoever has the package, and you take on the other team.? Loud Mouth said, starting to stand up. ?Alright. Watch your back.? Trump said, standing up. The pair of them walked up to the other two teams who still seemed at an old western stand off. ?I hate to break the silence, but shouldn?t we be getting on with the fighting?? Loud Mouth said, starting his magic. ?I mean, whoever is the least bloody by the end of this?ll get the package and get the money.? Loud Mouth noticed that the girl in the schoolgirl uniform?s head was starting to droop a bit. He started to say something else, but the other female aimed a kick at his head, and forced him to dodge downwards. As she thrusted her fist out, Loud mouth grabbed it and threw her over his shoulder, hearing make a slight "oof" sound on impact. As this happened the transport service tried to take the advantage on the school girl, but Loud Mouth wasn?t gonna let that happen. He quickly started talking again. ?You know, I didn?t quite catch who had the package and where they stashed it. Anyone want to tell us and save themselves the trouble of a bloody messy fight?? ?Hmm, you like to talk a lot, don?tcha? Talk to this!? The transporter Loud Mouth had named Blondie said, flinging a couple of knives at him. He dropped to the floor, and quickly stood back up, pulling out a smoke bomb, and letting it loose. He adapted his face shield that was hidden in the top of his hood, and he hoped the Trump had done the same. He quickly began to search for the package, and spotted it in a row behind the recovery group?s original position. He stooped down, and grabbed it. He then ran towards where Trump was and was suddenly stopped by the woman that he had flipped over earlier. ?That package isn?t going anywhere without me holding it.? She said coldly, stairing at Loud Mouth.[/color]

[Color=DarkBlue][Size=1][B]Chapter 2[/B] Problems with AIM I In Rural Town, USA?. ?So tomorrow near the statue of Aunt Jemima right?? ?You know it! 3 P.M.? ?Awesome, I?ve really wanted to meet you.? ?Me too. Goodnight baby girl.? ?Goodnight Boo.? As Martin Galenger closed his laptop, he looked in the mirror. A thirty-year-old slob stared back. His shoulder length brown hair was messily hanging around his shoulders. His white button-up shirt, which had long been untucked, hung messily around his waist, the ends stained with lord knows what. His belt hung around his pants, his zipper all the way down, his white underwear showing. His pants were long since wrinkled, looking like he had pushed the pants into a drawer, and then taken them out and given them to pro wrestlers before he put them on. Most people would have laughed at him, but not Cherie. She was different. She was sixteen, stupid, and fresh. Martin hadn?t gotten someone like her yet. He licked his lips as he opened an internet page. He had some business to take care of. II Kei sighed and stared at the computer screen. It was only 4, and she needed to get started on a paper for her Biology class, but all she could think about what was she and Josh had talked about. After she had scanned for a bit, she decided on episode 1 and let it run. She opened her Buddy List, and saw that only one or two people were on. She clicked on one name and typed in ?Hey.? ?Hey.? ?How?s it going?? ?Horribly, why?? ?Never mind.? ?LadyLiger signed off at 4:13 PM.? ?I really shouldn?t have done that.? Kei thought listening to the noise of the show. ?I should be there for everyone, and not just sit here worrying about Josh? ?Oh, so now you?re worrying about him?? A mocking voice said out of nowhere. ?Damnit, will you leave me alone? I don?t need you right now.? Kei said, trying to spot the voice?s body. ?You won?t find me. I?m not actually here. I?m gonna be forward about this. I?m the Devil. Plain and simple. Call me what you will, Satan, Fallen Angel, Lord and so on. I want to break a deal with you. The world?s about to end. No joke. So I want to make a deal with you. Work for me, and I?ll spare you and your little friend from the first part of the end. After that, you?re on your own in terms of saving, but you?ll continue to work for me and keep me informed on what?s going on with the opposite side.? He said. ?If I didn?t know that there wasn?t any speakers or anything like that, I?d laugh and wait to roast. I can?t ask you to promise or anything, because you?re more slippery than a fish. Look, can I think on it?? Kei asked, setting her head down on the desk. ?I?ll give you thirty minutes alone. Then, it?s either yes or no.? He said, fading his voice out. ?You know, this just sucks. I know what happens to those idiots that work for Satan at the end of the world. They either end up in the fiery pits of Hell, or blown up by an atom bomb. I don?t?? Kei said aloud, only to be interrupted. ?Nope, this time God has no hand in this. This is happening through the actions of you humans. Not me or the big idiot upstairs have any play in this. I haven?t even been able to spread my seeds of suspicion lately. I?ve been bored, so I thought I?d turn the tables on God in a way. Pretty crafty, ?eh?? He said, chucking. ?God, you?re ego is as big as they say.? Kei said, chuckling at herself. ?Haha, God ain?t gonna help you now, so, my little desperate friend, what?s it gonna be?? he said, sounding impatient. ?I? say?? III Nick sat at the computer, just staring at the screen. He couldn?t concentrate, and he had ran out of coffee at least an hour ago. As the screen flashed some movie, Nick?s eyelids began to droop, and his slowly collapsed onto the keyboard. As his snores began to ring throughout the empty house, a shadow entered the computer room, and slipped into Nick?s mind. ?Nick, Josh, or whatever the hell your name is. Can you hear me?? ?Aww shit, do I have to dream about voices now? Can?t I just sleep for once?? ?You?re not sleeping. I?m an angel from God, and I?m here to tell you that the world is going to end, and that God needs you!? ?Fuck God. Fuck the world. I just want to get my homework done.? ?Hey, say that enough and there will be thunderous consequences, if you get my drift. Anyway, God found out that Satan was trying to pull one over on him by using an agent to get him all the information after the world ends. God wants you to find out who it is, and destroy them. It?s your holy mission, just like Mary?s to carry and care for Jesus.? ?Meh, and I?m going to celebrated in Heaven forever as saint, right?? ?That?s the plan.? ?Go away and go find some Christian fundamentalist to bother. They?d probably die from a heart attack to just hear your voice.? ?We tried, they all fell down in worship and wouldn?t listen to a word we said.? ?Isn?t that a bitch? Look I want to sleep, because two hours of sleep is better than none.? ?Well, if you say yes, then God will make so you don?t have to sleep anymore!? ?Bullshit. Leave me alone for the last time.? ?Fine, but you will pay?? ?I don?t care.? ?You?ll see you?re family again.? That struck a nerve. Nick sat up and turned to the angel. ?Are you lying to me?? ?Can an angel lie?? ?I don?t know. I never did trust the Bible.? ?Well, then, maybe you?ll just have to trust me.? ?Yeah, sure, like that?ll get me anywhere.? ?Closer to your family?? Another cord struck as Nick stared at the angel dumbstruck. If he could see them again, tell them how much he loved and missed them, he would do anything. ?Can I have thirty minutes alone to think about it?? ?Sure, I?ll be back.? The angel left, darkening the room, and leaving Nick with a very puzzled/worried look on his face. If he did decide to do what ?God? wanted, he may be able to see his family again. His eyes began to water at the corners as memories of the funerals came to mind. The fresh mounds of dirt?the gravestones?the money?the crying?the horrible first day. Everything was a fresh memory to Nick, and he didn?t want that scared in his memory for the rest of his life. At this point, only one thought kept him from jumping up and yelling yes. Nick knew that making promises with the guy upstairs was dangerous, because when the time came, it usually ended up being someone you cared for in your line of fire. For the rest of the time, the thought of seeing his family again floated around in his head. As he finally came to a decision, the angel descended back into Nick?s room. Before he could open his mouth, the angel spoke, ?I?m assuming you?ve made your choice.? ?Look, I don?t appreciate you throwing in my family like they?re some kind of bargaining chip. If you really are from God, I don?t want to your pawn in all this. I?m not saying yes, but I?m also not saying no. For now, I?ll look into it, but don?t expect anything out of it. Oh, and I?d like to see my family now.? Nick said, tapping his foot. ?We gotta find ?em. We?ll send ?em down when we can.? The angel said, starting to raise back into the ceiling. ?Somehow I feel like your stretching the truth, but whatever? ?Good luck, Mr. Diels.? ?Fuck you.? IV ?He said 3, I wonder where he is?? Cherie said, standing at the statue. She had been standing there since quarter ?till, but no one showed up. As she sat at a bench in the square her thoughts began to wander on the scarce information he had given about himself. He had brown hair, and very toned bronze body. His hair was black, and was usually tied into a ponytail. He would be wearing a red muscle shirt and a pair of jeans, with his head covered by a red trucker hat. She looked around, but still no one walked by. She began to get bored and started playing with her hair. It fell to her shoulders in brown cascades. She twirled it around, and stuck out her tongue as she continued to twirl. She was startled by a hand touching her shoulder, and a shadow falling over her body. She gasped, and was quickly silenced with a hand over her mouth. ?Try to scream, or run away, and I?ll kill you.? Cherie felt something poking in her ribs, and she realized it was a gun. She let out another small gasp and he jabbed it into her ribs. She began to cry as she walked with the guy to a car parked not 15 feet from where they just were. She got in on the passenger?s side, and began bawl as the guy went around. She had been duped, and in the worst way. Now, she was on her way to God knows where, and there was no way for her to escape.[/size][/color]

[Color=DarkBlue][CENTER][B]Name[/B]: Khi?dhan [B]Age[/B]: 16 [B]Gender[/B]: Male [B]Race[/B]: Squib [B]Homeworld[/B]: Skor II [B]Affiliate Order[/B]: New Jedi Order [B]Rank[/B]: Padawan Peacekeeper [Combat Focus] [B]Lightsaber[/B]: Khi?dhan?s lightsaber is smaller to fit his size. It?s single orange blade glows brightly, and has become his trademark. The hilt is silver, and an inscription runs along it, reapting itself a couple of times. [I]Never Fear Death[/I] [B]Lightsaber Style[/B]: Shien Level 1 [B]Force Powers[/B]: Burst of Speed Force Jump Battle Meditation Throw Lightsaber [B]Appearance[/B]: [URL=javascript:popExpanded('databank', '/databank/species/squib/img/eu_bg.jpg')]Here[/URL] [B]Biography[/B]: A female Squib goes into labor and dies, leaving a crying father and son in the world alone. This is the start of young Khi?dhan?s life. As the son of a barterer, he quickly learned the ins and outs of the business world in the Republic. From how to fool a human into buying something they don?t need, to selling black market products, Khi?dhan knows all the tricks. His life really wasn?t that hard. He was without a mother, but he never knew her, so it wasn?t a huge loss for him. Without his mother, his father has always been a little spacey. He never lets it show, but at night, Khi?dhan could hear him crying. At the age of five, his dad took him on trip to Yavin IV and there he met Luke. Luke was very welcoming to his father, who had brought some lightsaber components for him. As Khi?dhan explored the temple, he met some of the younger padawans. Most of them were nice to him, and showed him around show of the more interesting parts of the temple. As the day came to a close, Khi;dhan bade farewell to his new friends and headed back to meet his father. When he reached the family ship, he saw that both Luke and his father were still deep in conversation. When he approached them, they turned and smiled. His father delivered the news that Khi?dhan was to train here at the temple. Khi?dhan let out a squeek of happiness and rushed off to tell his friends. His stay began with his goodbye to his father. He waved as he entered the atmosphere, and hasn?t forgotten his father who he hasn?t seen in over ten years. Khi?dhan?s training originally was his downfall due to his natural extra energy. At first, the masters didn?t know what to with him, but Master Skywalker soon settled the problem by having Khi;dhan work more with his lightsaber. His skills matured, and he quickly began picking up the more difficult moves. By 15 he was more than ready to pick up the art of Shien. His meditation and Force skills were another problem entirely. He could never really concentrate, and got in trouble often because of it. He solved the problem himself by practicing on just sitting still, and finally overcame the roadblock at 10. When the academy fell under attack from the Sith, Khi?dhan tried to protect and transport as many of the younger padawans as he could to safety underground. He slayed a younger Sith padawan, and watched as his master came out of the shadow with his lightsaber burning bright red. Khi?dhan formed stance and sent the kids onward, hoping there were no more Sith ahead. As the Sith charged, Khi?dhan raised his lightsaber. The two never met, because Khi?dhan?s master stepped in front of the blade, and sacrificed himself to save the young ones and Khi?dhan. Khi?dhan grabbed something from his fallen master and rushed down the hall to make sure all the younger ones were OK. He safely hide them in a small room, and stood guard, staying hidden, and only doing anything if they someone came too close. Master Skywalker found Khi?dhan and the younglings, and immediately sent them above ground for medical assistance. Since that day, Khi?dhan has stuck close to that group of younglings, and doesn?t like to keep them out of his sights for long. [B]Personality[/B]: Khi?dhan is a very aggressive fighter. Due to his naturally produced energy, he tries to let it all flow when he duels or battles with his lightsaber. When he?s not practicing or battling, Khi;dhan tries to stay quite and reserved, holding onto his impules and urges, keeping a straight face. But he does have a soft side for little children. He tries to make at least an hour everyday to just sit down and talk with the group he protected. To him, they are like the little siblings he never had. [B]Other[/B]: Khi?dhan carries around a brown satchel, which he never opens in public, and has never revealed the contents of. [B]Final Question[/B]: It was strict, but all around not bad.[/Center][/color]

[Color=DarkBlue][Size=1]?I? told you I?d be back. Death always has a way of coming back. Of course, I?m not Death, but we?re close. Now, I bet you?re sitting there, wondering what?s up. Well, maybe you should be more worried about what was [I]down[/I].? The voice said, seeming fade away. I had no idea what to do at this point. My mind was quickly changed as I heard screams from downstairs. I ran downstairs, oblivious to the fact that I still had his headphones in. The screams only got louder as I ran. When I got down the stairs about falling over the railing, I was greeted with a sight he would never ever forget. My sister was sitting on the table, her legs spread, and her belly had almost tripled in size. I stared at the sight a moment, before he mother appeared from between his sister?s legs, yelling at I, ?I have no idea what the hell is going on, but you get some wet towels, and some scissors, now!? I ran back upstairs and into the bathroom, grabbing two towels and throwing them in the shower, which he then turned on. I ran into my room, and looked for the scissors I had set in my drawer not an hour ago. As the screams increased in volume, my mind began to decrease in functioning. As I stopped and took a breath, I realized that the voice was talking again. ?..condition will only get worse. When you least expect it, the real surprise will show itself. Have fun, Mr. Vasquez.? The all too familiar cackle of static greeted me as another scream, and yelling from his mother brought him back to reality. I grabbed the scissors, and ran for the bathroom. After I picked up the towels, and shut the water off, I shot down the stairs and brought the towels to his mother who was already getting Jenni to try and push. ?Just breath Jenni, it?s all in you?re breath. Hee,hee,who. Say it with me.? I watched her breath in and out, and without thought, I grabbed her by the hand, and breathed with her. As the baby began to crown, my mom and I immediately realized that there was something, very, very wrong with the baby. The head was purple and spiked, and it was ripping through Jenni?s skin. My mother screamed and fainted as the ?thing? came all the way out. It was a demon. That much I could tell. It was about the size of a newborn baby, but it was anything but, a baby. It was purple all around, and was covered in blood. All around it?s head, and middle section, it was covered in spikes. As it crawled out from my sister?s legs, I let go of her hand, and ran for the baseball bat I had left on the couch. Before I could get a swing at it, it jumped onto my sister?s belly and opened its mouth. It was then I saw the row upon row of razor sharp teeth it held in an evil grin. I began to swing for it, but I stopped as I watched it begin to tear into my sister?s stomach. As it ripped the skin of with one row of teeth, the other kept the chewing process going. It began to move up, only taking the skin from the body, and not even nicking the blood vessels and muscle tissue. As it began towards her head, I snapped out of my trance and swung for the thing. I felt it connect, and heard it connect, but the thing just kept eating, as if nothing had happened. My jaw dropped, and I pulled my bat back to try again. I was surprised to see that the bat was bent into a U shape. I really shouldn?t have been, because I was still ringing from the impact. As I turned back to my sister, I yelled out. The thing had reached her face, and it had completely stripped it of the skin. Now, it began to poke at her eyes, as if testing them for ripeness or something like that. I was royally pissed at this point, so I lunged for the demon. I was stopped by a horrendously loud burst of static from my headphone, which were still locked in place, as if I had done nothing more than walk down the stairs. I tried to rip them out, but they seemed stuck in there good. I gave up, and tried to approach the demon again. He had just plucked out my sister?s right eye, and was eyeing it. I could see small drops of drool forming from the corners of its mouth. My rage blinded me again, and rushed him, only to be greeted with the same blast. I rushed it again, but my ears began to ring loudly, so I stopped to catch my breath. I turned to watch the thing again, and gagged as it bit into her eye. The jelly that was inside of her eye slowly trickled down the sides of the things chin. A tongue suddenly shot out and licked it up, causing me to gag again. As I turned away, looking back to the couch, the voice decided to talk again. ?Wana know what he?s saying? He?s saying he loves your sister?s jelly, and he wants to bottle the other eye for later. He hopes you don?t mind.? ?What the fuck do you want with me?? I asked, in a half sobbing half-yelling voice. ?What did I do to deserve this?? ?You?ll find out soon enough, no worries. But for now, enjoy the show, and I?ll catch you after the main performance. Have fun.? The voice said, fading out like it did before. At this point, tears were flowing freely down my face as I watch the demon scamper onto my sister?s upper chest. I knew what was coming next, but I didn?t want to think it. I tried to turn away, but neither my chair, nor my body would turn. The demon began to dig into the muscle, and pulled something out from the mass. I knew what it was, and I knew what he was going to with it, but something in me stirred and I shouted out, ?Leave her heart alone you asshole. When I get up from this chair, you?re ass is so going down!? The demon ignored me again, and began to eye its real prize. I struggled against whatever was holding me down, but I was still stuck. I strained against them one last time as it brought her heart towards its mouth. I expected to hear the sound of the blood splattering all over the place, but instead all I heard was a small pop. I opened my eyes to the thing drinking the blood that was already inside, plus the blood that was still pumping. I couldn?t hold it back anymore at this point, so I ended up throwing up. By the time I had finished heaving, my sister had taken her last breath. I yelled again, but it did no good, as my sister?s corpse disappeared. I gasped, and watched in fascination as the demon stood up and walked across the table. I struggled again, and fell out my chair. I walked slowly over to the demon, trying out a new tactic. I approached the thing slowly, and listened closely as the static level rose. I stopped as it hit about the state I keep the music at. I winced as it jumped and landed on the floor causing the house to shake. I winced again as it walked towards me and the static level rose. I tried to turn around and run, but my legs were locked firmly in place by fear. It finally got to the point of where I couldn?t take it anymore, and passed out, losing all of my senses.[/size][/color]

[Color=DarkBlue]Great job Sakura. Not a nice way to die, but I liked it. And of course I know where I'm going with this. What kind of mad man do you take me for? =) Hopefully, I'll my post by Wednesday or earlier. Cheers.[/color] EDIT: Sakura, I need you to take out the part about Sakura leaving. I didn't think about it last night, but it kinda mashes with the story at this point. Sorry, I wasn't reading close enough. Good job other than that.

[Color=DarkBlue][Size=1]Jake had seen the other member of the transport stand up and walk towards the return serive, so he quickly said to Trump, ?Get out of the way, the other one?s going to attack. I?ll head off the blonde.? ?All right. But save some for me.? Trump said, shutting the link off. [I]Here we go[/I] As the other member started his fight with the recovery team, Jake made a move towards the blonde. He moved to sit down, hoping he still seemed innocent, when the blonde pushed him out of the seat, throwing him off balance. ?Sorry, this seat is reserved?? the blonde said, looking at Jake. ?Aww, I bet you?re hiding the package too. Sneaky tricks can only work if there?s only two teams involved. This time, I?m sad to say, there?s three.? Jake said, starting to work his magic on the guy. ?Hmm, pretty smart guy. But, you forgot one thing.? The blonde started, moving his hand towards his jacket. ?Things like this always require a backup plan.? The blonde suddenly flung three throwing knives at Jake, causing him to dodge to the right, and fall on the floor. As he landed, he didn?t notice where he was falling, and he hit his head on an out of place hook. By the time he hit the floor, he was already out like a light. The buzz of communication was heard, but no one answered.[/color][/size]

[Color=DarkbLue][Size=1]Dreams are what keep me going, if I may be blunt. At this point in life, I've dreamt of nothing more than getting a job helping people. From doctor to lawyer*, it all in the end helps. Another part to that dream is helping more than just English speaking people. Not that helping people who speak English is a bad thing, I figure more people in life speak more than thier first language. That's why I am want to learn a total of four languages in my lifetime. I want to learn German, Spanish, and some asian language. So far, I've got English down. (If you couldn't already tell ;) ) Now, I'm working on my German in the most interesting place. Germany. Yes, for the past year, I've been attending a German school, which is interesting. For one, it forces ot utilize what little bit of the language you know to function well, because the only class you get in English is English. Next year,we'll be starting Spanish, so that's one more step forward. Although, I feel lucky to already have a bit from the 02/03 and 03/04 school years. It only earned me one high school crdit, but hey, anything that gives me a head start works. :animesmil I'll probably forward my Spanish in college, as well as starting a asain language. That way, by the time I'll done, I'll major in at least two languages. That, plus, I could get alot of good jobs with my four languages. :catgirl: And yes, I do feel that my dream could come true. All it'll take is a hell of alot of work on my part, and a little luck. * Don't worry I'd fight for the little man, not the rich and famous. No fun in that, unless I'm going against them. =)[/size][/color]

Instead of a lovely intro story with gorey details on the death of someone, I?m going to give a couple of rules and whatnot to the RPG. The main thing is, that the RPG is going to based in a large city in the US. It?ll be a mystery RPG that revolves around three main people. A lawyer, a CSI agent, and a detective, all working for the local police department are the only positions that?ll be solid in the entire RPG. The detective and CSI are both taken by me and Delacroix, so the only other spot would be the lawyer, which I?ll give a signup for later. You, the people, will come in as more of a writer than anything. Your signup will be the mystery case itself. The team will be focused on Special Victims and so on, so things like rape, murder, and the like will be on the menu. Now, for the basic signup, we?ll need? [B]Name of Victim[/B]: (What?s the name? Not hard) [B]Physical Attributes of Victim[/B]: (You need to have Gender, Age, Height, Weight, Picture or good description here) [B]Case Type[/B]: (Rape, Death, Rape/Death, Attempted Suicide, what is the on site call?) [B]Death Blow[/B]: (What are some big things on the body? Knife slash to the neck? Dent in the forehead? Use the imagination!) [B]The Location[/B]: (Where did he/she/it die? Not too much detail. But enough.) [B]List of Family and Friends[/B]: (Give as many as you feel you need, kindly list ages) [B]Happenings of the Last Few Days[/B]: (Just big events that happened, like fights with people, meeting with people, etc..) [B]Person/People you want to play as[/B]: (Taken from the list you made. No more than 3 people. Please just don?t pick three random people, as we want it to be interesting.) Now, for the Lawyer [B]Name[/B]: (Easy one) [B]Physical Attributes[/B]: (Use the guide line from the victim) [B]Personality[/B]: (Is this really hard?) [B]Bomb[/B]: (Everyone in law has something that makes their skin crawl, whether it be in hate or fear, it can cause them to do the most unthinkable things. What?s yous?) [B]Snipit[/B]: (I want this to be about a case in court you?ve done. Not the whole case, but maybe just a good examination.) In closing note, I?d love for everyone to send feed back on this, because it is an experimental RPG, and we just want to make it better. That and, when you signup, you?re saying you have the culprit already in mind, and their motives as well. My signup?ll be along in a bit.

[Color=DarkBlue]You know, Miss D-name that ends with an X, you're stories have always kept my intrest. This one is no exception with this horrible image I have in my head of seven children rotting. *shudder* I have a feeling I know where this is going, but I'll keep my fingers crossed the next part is coming.[/color]

[Color=DarkBlue]Jake sat in the seat directly in front of the two that were transporting the package. [I]Silly blonde. You may have found the other team, but you?ve still got us to worry about.[/i] ?Trump, you in position?? Jake asked into the headset he had. ?Yeah, they?re still waiting to move as well.? Trump replied back. ?Keep in touch, but especially if they make a move. We want to catch blondie and the package as off guard as possible.? Jake said, turning back towards blonde. [I]Soon, so soon. That package will be destroyed.[/I] Jake thought about the woman that had given the job. [I]?There will be two teams protecting the package. The transport?ll have it, and the recovery?ll want it. You are to destroy it. Simple as that.?[/I] ?Trump, let?s give a couple more minutes and see if anyone makes a move. Then we?ll make ours, unless you?ve got another plan.? Jake said, trying not to sound too bossy. Jake didn?t want to be the leader, but neither did Trump, and Jake knew when he got orders from Trump, he would get huffy, and getting huffy would not help them on the mission, so Jake tried his hardest. [I]I can?t wait for the money.[/I][/color]

[Size=1][Color=DarkBlue]Name: Riedth ?Reid? Grongius Age: 41 Gender: Male Class: Jedi Master Lightsaber: Purple Lightwhip Force Powers: Master Heal Master Force Barrier Master Speed Force Confusion Advanced Throw Lightsaber Appearance: [URL=http://hyung-taekim.org/displayimage.php?album=9&pos=3]This is he[/URL] Biography: Riedth or Reid for short was sitting the in Jedi library doing research. He had been looking into the prophecies of late over the forming of the Khala and the resulting wars. Many things that a Master predicted had come true. The Sith had overpowered the Jedi, and even now, a small inkling of fear was creeping into him as he read. So, Jilkak wasn?t lying when he said that what was happening was predicted. Reid thought for a moment in Jilkak, who was slain by the Sith just yesterday. Reid tried to not think on his friend?s ultimate demise at the horror that was the ?deathsaber? as the rumors that he had heard said. Reid shudder again, and closed down the terminal that he been using. He stood up and let his robes fall back into place. He then turned and waved a goodbye to the librarian. He briskly walked out the door, and began to make a beeline for his room. He needed some time to meditate and think about what he had found out. As he slid his door open, he took one look down the hall. No one was coming, so he let it shut, and sat down on the mat he left around for such occasions. As he closed his eyes, and began his breathing, he detected that someone was coming. He continued his flow into the Force, hoping they weren?t looking for him. The door suddenly slid open, and Reid opened his eyes. ?Jediate, nice to see you again.? ?Hello Master Grongius, I?m here on official business, my master?? She began. ?Needs to speak with me?? Reid said, finishing her sentence. It was a bad habit he had picked up as a Padawan. ?Yes, that?s correct. I?m surprised you can do that, Master.? She said, with an expression that screamed amazement. ?Just a little trick you pick up when you get to be my age. That?s all. Now, will you show me to Master Hildec?s place of lurking?? Reid said smiling. ?Just follow me, Master Grongius.? Jediate said, motioning for him to follow. The pair wandered the halls for what seemed like an hour, but was only about twenty minutes. Suddenly, Jediate stopped and motioned for Reid to follow her. They entered the dark room, and the man sitting on the floor opened his eyes. ?Riedth, I?ve got some news for you. You?ve been picked to usher the young one away from here.? He said standing up. ?A date still hasn?t been set on your departure, but be ready to leave at a moment?s notice.? All Reid could do was stare at Hildec, and try to think of something to say. Personality: Reid is a very deep person. He loves to learn, and also loves the quiet. He doesn?t stray from his quiet much, because he doesn?t like to show much of anything to anyone. Very few people meet with anything other than a cold wall when speaking with him. Other: Hmm, maybe I?ll leave this for a more interesting time. ~_^[/size][/color]

[Color=DarkBlue]Daniel sat at his desk, his head bobbing to the music that was blaring from his headphones. It had been less than twenty-four hours since he had first heard the voices, but thanks to Jenni?s successful appointment, all worries had erased themselves from Daniel?s mind. He focused back on the paper in front of him, and sighed. Math was a bitch, and it always would be. As the songs changed, Daniel took a break, and leaned back in his chair. He listened as his sister sat downstairs on the phone with the father of her baby. ?You Fucker! Don?t you dare try to slink out of this! You knew, damn you, you knew. Yet, you refused the condom. It?s my fault for letting you go on anyway, but you FUCKER!? Jenni yelled, sending chills down Daniel?s spine. ?Please don?t let her bring me into this. I really don?t want to see the baby come into the world from the room next to Jenni.? Daniel said aloud, hoping no one heard. ?Don?t give her any ideas. At the rate she?s going, she?ll have him on his knees by her ninth month.? Daniel?s mother said, coming out of the bathroom. Daniel laughed. That idiot would be praying for mercy, and Daniel have him like putty in his hands. He turned his head back to his math, and his music. He set his headphones back in, and picked up his pencil. ?Draw a triangle, when Gamma is 50 degrees, C is 6 centimeters, and Wb is 7.7 cenimeter.? Daniel said to himself. ?Damnit, I hate triangles with a passion.? ?Maybe, if you paid more attention in class, then you wouldn?t.? Someone behind him said. ?Jenni, I really would appreciate it?? Daniel said as he turn around. The problem was, no one was there. Daniel turned back to math, hoping he was just hearing things. It wasn?t until about five minutes later that he realized he was still listening to music. The chills that had invaded him twice today started to creep down his spine as Daniel stood up and turned around once. ?Look up!? The voice said again, as Daniel?s head jerked up. ?Haha stupid, made you look.? As Daniel prowled the perimeter of his room, he was suddenly flooded with the familiar tune of the last song he remembered hearing before the voice started talking. Daniel sat back down, and tried to think about the Math. He couldn?t help but wonder if that voice was related in someway to the one that attacked him earlier. As if in answer to his mental question, the voice responded. ?I?.? Daniel sat up straight and his eyes buldged. The voice had returned![/color]

[Color=DarkBlue][spoiler]In all honesty, the sloth doll was probably the creepist part of the episode. It looked like it was getting some serious electric voltage. I felt bad for the poor thing.[/spoiler] Yes, apart from the creepy doll, this is an interesting anime. The town is mysterious. I mean, [spoiler]where are all the people? You see some of the kids walking around, but for a town, it sure seems empty.[/spoiler] My favorite part, was when [spoiler]Yukito whapped Misuzu after she said Gaou in episode 1.[/spoiler] The look on her face was so cute. I end my post with only this to say. Potato is the cutest [spoiler]dog/alien life form[/spoiler] I've ever seen in an anime. I have a banner and an avi to prove it![/color]