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[color=ff00cc] [size=1]I don't know the names of the songs, but I really liked the song for the fellowship. ^_^ I liked the trumpety sound in the theater. It sounds really brave-ish... I also liked the music for Lothlorien, since it was my favorite scene/place in the whole movie. It was the same music for when the Riders of Eohan arrived with Gandalf for the battle of helms deep.[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]eep. o.o' I don't think I'd really want a tatoo. ^_^;;; I've never really thought about getting one either. I always wonder about those people who tatoo in their boyfriend's/girlfriend's name. I mean, what if they break up? They'd have to pay like, a thousand dollars to get it off... I don't look at it as a gross thing or anything of that sort. Just, I'm afraid of how they do it. o_o;[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Lauren, (Yu Yu), You've posted your sign-up three times. Twice in the actual thread. When I asked you to post, I ment you to post the writing, not the sign up... This is where you post your writing... Please edit your post. ---------- The fellowship started up the trail of the Misty Mountains. The air was already thickening as the mist and fog began to throttle up ahead. Mysterious caws were sound in the distance. The travelors slowed their horses with much caution. The trail was rigid, yet managable to the horses. "Do you see anything up ahead?" Strider questioned, leaning over to Ryan. "I see nothing." He replied, putting his hand to his forehead. "Nothing but fog." They walked blindly through the mist. Their clothes were dampened bt he wet, heavy air. Neither a light or a cliff was seen ahead. Even their own hands could not be seen in front of them. Ryan stopped and looked up ahead. "What is it?" Strider asked as the footsteps ahead of him stopped. "These trees... They are not those of Rivendell..." "Neither are these markings." Legolas pointed out, gesturing to a text enscribed into a large wood. Ryan moved up, and swung one leg above the other, getting off his horse. He laid his finger apon the markings, and studied them carefully. Sighing as he rose, a form of slight regret reached his eyes. "We are amongst the borders of Goblin-Town. We must turn around quickly. I believe we made a wrong turn in the dark ceders of the forest..."[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]I'm saving Celia a spot... People can still join during any time of the game. ^_^ ...Just so they don't have to ask... *dodges tomatoes*[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]^ .^ [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/animestereotype/kawaii.gif[/img] Hmm... o.o' [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/animevampire/morr.gif[/img] ....Is that good? oO; It doesn't sound like me... [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/dbgirl/videl.gif[/img] At least I got my fav char.. ^^; (It says Kaoru in the link...) [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/mononoke/kodama.gif[/img] [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/shoujomascot/moko.gif[/img] ...I can't believe I typed out all those html codes!!!! AND they don't work!!!!!!!! *edits* ... O_O *kills self* *walks off mumbling to self* *screams* *glares at non-working copy/paste button that made her type the whole thing..........* ....................... [img]http://guru.theotaku.com/sanx/nyan.gif[/img] *nods* Very kewl. Except... I had to type it all, and it-... it disappeared... T-T[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Just type [center ] and [/center ] without the spaces. ^_- Next time, you should pm someone about this. ^_^[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Strider paused and looked to the wood in the east. Legolas stopped as well, his powerful eyes piercing into the brushes. The dark cedars seemed to wind into a bowl, where two riders rode out, just where the sun filtered within the dark. One was familiar, the other new of sight. "Winter." Laitina called from her white stallion. Winter nodded in responce, halting her horse as it slowed to a trot. "The ringwraits. They are close." She said, her face hardening. Naromir's horse approached the two, his noble eyes staring at the young man. He studied him, seeing no sign of being a spy, despite his weapons which seemed leathal. His eyes were strong, determined. Noromir could tell he was a skilled fighter. "What is your name? Speak." He asked firmly. "I am a ranger from Gondor." He replied. "I am known as Ril." Winter stepped up, and looked up at the fellowship. "He is a friend of the elves." Winter spoke. "He wishes to join the fellowship." Elsyan rode to the front, gently looking at the two. "So it will be then." "We are on a quest to rescue Frodo Baggins of the shire. Do you know of the one ring?" Laitina asked. Ril nodded as he solemnly looked into the Misty Mountains. "Yes." "Then you know of the Dark Lord Sauron?" "Yes." Laitina nodded. Of course he knew. No one in middle earth didn't know about the dark lord or what the ring had done. "It will be a rough journey." Abob said. "Are you willing to fight and die for middle earth?" Rev's expression remained unmoved. "Yes."[/color] [/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Sara [/i] [B][SIZE=1][b]Dumbledore[/b]: Harry...[i]I am your father.[/i][/SIZE] [/B][/QUOTE] [color=ff00cc] [size=1]*chokes on coke* :blulaugh: :rotflmao: Whew,... anyway... [spoiler]Matt's theory would be really interesting, and it's a really, really creative idea. But I really believe the whole Harr+Harmionie issue would be far too expectible for younger readers. Knowing JK Rowilng's work so far, I would think she'd come up with something really, really surising... That's just me though. ^_^;[/spoiler][/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Well..erm... Tursi, you can't really reconize Celestine right now. o_o; She totally changed her appearance, and was in the room with Palpatine. Since she changed her appearance, she had to change her name for the meeting too. Only as one of Palpatine's coucil. Annd... Celestine's a little more dark/serious. ^_^; --------- The Chancellor walked outside the door, Celestine following short behind. Stern faced, she walked amonst the other members of the coucil. Her hair was up neatly into a crossant bun, elegant, yet authorative. She knew her role as Nelinè, for she had played this role since the clone wars had begun. This was a simple task, even though changing her appearance took much time. It was fairly simple though. She would be from Naboo. A representative of the Chancellor. Palpatine seemed much different than Darth Sidious. Many times she would find herself thinking of them as two completely different people. She was loyal to each. Celestine would protect him, even though she knew it was unnessicary. She knew of his powers. They were far beyong her own. No one else in exsitance would compare. Not even master Yoda. She felt in secret that the young Skywalker was growing much stronger than her master. Inside, she knew her master felt it as well. That was why he wanted him so badly. Needed. He knew of his power, and knew how useful he would become to the dark side. They reached a ship on the docking bay of the rooftop, speeders racing down below. The meeting would start within four hours. The chancellor and the Senator Amidala were the most expected guests.[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]I would, if perhaps it wouldn't be like, a middle school-relationship. If I really loved this person, I would. I'd actually do the same for my closest friends. If I knew this person well, and in the first place, would do anything for them. Although... I don't think there will be a situation where I would have to... o_o;[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Zwan's awesome! ^_^ I've always liked the 'Smashing Pumpkins', and most of the music that falls into that category. It's too bad they broke up though... I really liked their music... Anyway, Zwan's 'Lyric' has a great beat. I'm planning on getting their cd, actually. :whoops:[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]I could never get into reality shows... American Idol... I've only seen that last episode of the first season, and found it okay. ^_^ No one talks about reality shows at school here. They really don't seem to care. lol I'm hoping the winner this time will be a little more original. I think Kelly Clarkson's voice isn't too much different from alot of other artists...[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Their pace was slowing down, and feeling tired as they continued the trail up. She felt her breath growing heavier, as Kato began to daze. His eyes grew dreary as Laitina felt her legs getting heavier at each step. The camp wasn't too far ahead, less than a league or two away. It was an encouraging thought, even though the slightest step seemed like a mile's run. The wind was catching up ahead, creating eerie noises from the mouths of caves and rock walls close by. Then, the hissing sound came again. Kato snapped out of thought, and shook his head at the noise. Taking another step, the hissing noise seemed to snap at him, leaves rustling to his right. "You hear it too..." Kato said, not looking back. Laitina swallowed, and pretended not to notice. "Hear what?" Kato stared knowingly at Laitina, glancing around for the sound. The hissing came once more, jerking and jolting through the bushes. "That." Laitina's breath seemed to slow as she heard multiple hissing around them. There was more than one... "Yes." She replied. "Do you think they smell us?" Kato shook his head. He feared to turn around, and stood still. "I think they're hunting us."[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]"I'll pass." Celestine replied, looking away from the drink. She walked towards the door, as it automatically opened in front of her. "Stay here." Celestine walked out, trusting Xanthia would stay behind. She headed towards her master's office, holding the key tightly in her hand. Although he would find out about it sooner or later, she decided it would be best if she held on to it for the time being. She shook her head and veiled her face with the hood once more. Celestine passed the halls, the corridor unoticed. She turned the corner, and pressed the key to her room. It was a windowless room, dark and lit only by a few candles and lamps across the celing. She quickly changed into something more authoriative, and perhaps something more fitting to be with a chancellor. Her cloak would make her far too obvious to the jedi. Once she was changed, she walked to her master's office, now dressed in more business-like garments from Coruscant. She bowed her head as she entered his office. "I have a meeting scheduled tonight." He said, placing his hands together and rising from his seat. "Mace Windu and master Yoda will be attending. Obi Wan seems to have told them something Tryannous said. They are coming for inspection." Celestine nodded. She knew she would be going with him. Her job was to play as one of his coucil during those meetings, under the name Nelinè Laradorie, from Naboo. She wasn't very fond of the name, but she agreed to do her part. "Keep your lightsaber close." [/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]There's tons of fights at my school. Everday in fact. Alot of them happen to be between a fewof my guyfriends... although I never get involved. One funny thing is, I've seen this guy in the sixth grade, start swearing at this guy in my class about twice his size. oO; It was unusual, and the muni driver had to stop the bus and make them stop. [b]What do you do when someone starts on you?[/b] I really don't do anything. I pretend I don't care until I eventually make them feel as if they're just annoying me rather than hurt my feelings. It's really easy. I've had some experiance in acting... [b]What's your style of fighting?[/b] Throwing marshmellows! ^^ ..umm I guess I really don't have one. I don't really need one either. I don't get picked on that much, so I just prefer not to care. My dad did teach me tae kwon do until last year, but I prefer the 'paper-slapping' routine. ^_- [b]What would you do if you walked past a group of people beating up another group?[/b] Absolutely nothing. It's none of my business, so I might as well stay out of it. If one of my friends are getting hurt, I just tell them to not waste their time on them, and find something better to do. Usually, I try my best to stay away from fights. It's really easy to avoid if you really want to.[/color] [/size]

[color=ff66ff] [size=1]My vote goes to Sara... ^_^ All of yours were great, but I think hers was my favorite. ^^[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Once Kato was finished, Laitina stood up, and walked over to Kato. She was surprised to see Kato still on his feet. Although, he had shown much strength ever since their first encounter. Something was special about him, something unique very few in the world seemed to posess. She put a hand on his shoulder. Kato turned around, surprised to see she was awake. "It's been a rough night. You should rest." Laitina suggested, standing downhill from where Kato stood. "We should move further up first." Kato said, shifting at the surroundings. Laitina glanced around at the dark, hearing a few hissing noises nearby. She nodded, suddenly feeling cold. "I agree. Let's move on, then."[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Hmm... Guess I'll use a different color for the rpg...[/color] [/size] [color=crimson] [size=1]--------- Laitina's raven like eyes stalked the travelers like a hawk apon its prey. She didn't move. Studying the two's features, her black eyes glistening in the moonlight, Laitina's black hair swayed in front of her silently. Her fingers began to glow, like a fire's flicker amongst a stone wall. Her fingertips rose as a spark of fire jolted below. The two whirred around immediately, fists ready in an open stance. Laitina leaped down from the branch, her hands and feet gracefully landing below in the grass. The breeze shifted as the beams of the moon made it so she seemed to glow. The two glared at her, still shocked from the fire bolt that had struck in front of them. They stared at her startled. She seemed to be a ghost. "What are you?" One man exclaimed, raising his staff. Laitina smirked as the glow faded into an orange light. She raised her forefingers as a hieroglyphic letter appeared. She twisted her palm as the man flipped over to his stomach. Gasping, he stood up, and charged towards her, waving his fist in the air. Laitina put a palm to his fist, a wave of impact bouncing off a jelly-like wall on her fingers. She thrust her wrist forward, sending the two men in mid air. "Congratulations." Laitina said softly. "You will come with me. If you try to escape, you will be the next sacrifice."[/color] [/size]

[color=ff00cc] [size=1]Well, when a thread is locked, there's always some form of reason why the mod chose to close it. They don't just go around thinking 'Oh I'm bored, might as well go close one of those threads...' There's always some sort of decision involved. Some might seem unfair, but might really be closed because it was getting too spammy, or their question had been answered. Don't think of the closings to be too personal. ^_-[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Can I try out for Mena Redhawk? ^_^[/color] [/size]

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by gokents [/i] [B]My point is, try trusting in your friends.[/B][/QUOTE] [color=deeppink] [size=1]She never said she didn't trust them. = \ She even said she doesn't think her friends would talk about her behind her back...[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Sometimes, I do think a few of my friends talk about me... First of all, I see people who are linked to groups I've hanged out with before pointing and looking at me. (Celia.. you know who @_@; ) I've actually caught people talking about me before too. She was talking about me during the summer, and how she thought I was just hanging out with someone because he was popular. That really, really made me mad. Now we're friends though. The guy she thought I was just pretending to be a friend of is still my friend too. One of my best friends, in fact.[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Well Gokents... It's not like they forget or ignore the victims. I mean, once a person's dead, they really can't do anything about it, except catch the person who commited the crime, so no one else will have to go through the same thing. I think it's ironic, (not appointed at anyone) if you support the death penalty but don't like people dying. I mean, I think the death penalty kind of supports death, because the person they killed died, yet the murder dies as well. That's two lives. Alot more than you may think. Although, I've always wondered if anyone who recieved the death penalty didn't deserve death, or didn't commit the crime at all... I've always wondered about that. Anyway, my point here is, the death penalty is just more death. One life is enough, why take another? People who commit those crimes might actually be doing this because they want to die. Maybe that's exactly what they want.[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]But.. didn't it used to be spelled GinnyLynn? o.o' Maybe that's why... *shrugs*[/color] [/size]

[color=deeppink] [size=1]Celestine's face remained hidden under her cloak, as she sat down in a chair with Xanthia. "I've been expecting you, Xanthia." Celestine spoke softly, her lips curving into a smirk. Xanthia shifted uneasily as she stared at the sith. She felt an unatural force coming from Celestine, that sent a chill up her spine. "Did you bring the disk?" Celestine asked, raising her head slightly. Xanthia nodded, and pulled out a small diskette from her pocket, and placed it in Celestine's palms. Celestine grinned as she studied it, handing it back to her. "Darth Sidious will be very pleased." Xanthia rose, and glanced around, her fingers caressing the glossy surfce of the glass desk, poking through pictures and papers. She saw a small eletronical device from her desk, and held it in front of Celestine. "Where did you find this?" Xanthia asked. She studied the mechanical piece in her fingers. "It's some sort of key..." Celestine rushed over to her, bewildered. "Key? To what?" Xanthia placed it back on the desk, and shook her head. "I don't know. It's nothing like I've seen before." She replied, putting her hand on her forehead. "I found it in Palpatine's office. It may belong to him." Celestine spoke softly. "Are you going to return it to him?" Xanthia questioned, her face full of concern. "Maybe." [/color] [/size]