RIZORI & AIRUSUNo serious you guys... There's Rizzoli and Isles Japanese dubs out there. Jane is voiced by Romi Park so it's like a dark-haired, gun-toting, smug-ass version of Teresa speaking. Kinda. And Maura is voiced by Kikuko Inoue but not in her Miria voice nor her Belldandy voice.It was interesting. By interesting I mean hilarious.-------------------------------------------------------------------Anyway, tried to get some postcards printed but Zxzzle apparently tightened their contents restrictions? Funny because less than two weeks ago I got posters printed from the same... thing... and it totally made it under the wire. And really... everything I've ever had them print for me has BEEN fanart. Bitches. This makes me mad... especially now that I actually kinda need to have it printed, for my own use no less; not like I was selling them. I'm starting to think I should just go big and make a poster but that would be hard to bring to a convention...with people...lots of people.Speaking of con
Forget Me Not"Good morning," You greeted me with a polite smile as I walked into the room. Behind the reserved blue of your eyes I could detect some trepidation. You were unsure if we had met before. I smiled back, as welcoming as I could."Hello. It looks like we're roommates." I stated ambiguously. There was nothing in that sentence to indicate how long we had shared the room. I have learned to give you only as much information as you ask. Too much, and you lose your temper. And, that Irish/Viking temper of yours, which you had held in check for all your life, exerted itself with frightening vengeance now. My right wrist smarted often as a reminder of
AnC - Crazy Together - Ch. 1Chapter 1 - Weird Stuff Always Starts With Weird Dreams"Find the one whose voice touches the soul. Only then can you be truly happy."--A very sleepy and royally pissed off Aya Mikage kicked a rock in front of her as she trudged her way to school. She had been having the same dream every night for a month now. It always showed a young woman with long black hair singing, but no sound came out. Then a voice from inside herself always said the same exact cryptic saying before the alarm would wake her up. 'Stupid dreams bothering me all friggin' night. I don't even know what the hell they're about!' She fumed and gave the rock one last good
Allen Walker 1-173 analysisS-P-O-I-L-E-R-S!! (for practically the whole series)Hoshino has thrown us again. At first, we thought Allen was a very open person. The way he talked, acted and reacted all pointed towards him being the sort of person who was very open, very reactive and interactive with other people and willing to pour his heart out to anyone. His revalations and changes in personality were very rare, and usually caused by great stress, and thus, we hardly ever noticed them, and like Kanda, we pinned him a a relatively passive, halfway naive boy. We decided subconsciously to ignore how odd it was for a fifteen year old to act so fixed and in place, ruling
Survival.Blood... more blood....Several drained corpses lay about the room. None of their blood was the same as.... as THAT blood.Not enough.... never enough....A low growl rumbled in the vampire's throat. There had to be more.... more of THAT blood somewhere. Why did no one have it?!-------------Seras checked a nearby clock. She was supposed to be reciecing backup today. That and more blood, more ammunition. She could only hope the clock was right - then again, it wasn't as if it really mattered, as long as they got here before sundown.The droning slice of helicopter blades sounded overhead. Seras looked up and smiled. None of the vampire
VictimizeVictimize: -verb- To deprive of by deceat.“;Huntress...“;In the lightless void, two red eyes open slowly.Spotlight, white luminescence hits the floor- to the sides it's dark and dead, and then, there's that spotlight. Empty spotlight.“;Come out, Huntress.“;Figure in the spotlight. The red eyes flutter, flutter, flutter. Echo of incorporeal steps towards her figure in the spotlight. She trembles in fear, her red eyes are the embodiment of her terror.She's the figure in the spotlight.A pink alarm clock falls from the infinite above her and clatters on the floor, in the spotlight, next to her. It rings.“;
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