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• 1982-12-22
Gender
• Male
Location
• Cleveland, TN
Member Since
• 2004-03-02
Occupation
• Student, Actor
Real Name
• Justin

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Achievements
• Graduated high school Class of 2001; writen several stories and poems; acted in many plays
Anime Fan Since
• Before it was called "Japanimation"
Favorite Anime
• Outlaw Star, Tenchi Muyo, Trigun, Silent Mobius, Darkstalkers, Love Hina, Sakura Taisen, Petshop of Horrors, Guyver, Elfen Lied, Nausicaa, Princess Mononoke, Perfect Blue
Goals
• Become a professional in the entertainment industry, become a professional voice actor, open own anime store, visit Tokyo, get married and have kids
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• Writing, music, gaming, movies
Talents
• I get knocked down. But I get up again. You're never gonna keep me down.




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myOtaku.com: Artukei


Friday, October 22, 2004



(Justin’s room)
J: (lying on his bed reading “Japanese for Dummies”, no seriously, I’m actually reading that)
A: Justin?
J: (looks up and sees Aisha in a towel) Aisha. Nan... n... desu ka?
A: Justin. I’ve been thinking, and... I want you to do something for me.
J: (gets up) Sure. What is it?
A: (looks down) ........
J: Aisha, it’s OK. You know you can tell me anything.
A: (deep breath, looks up) Justin?
J: Yes?
A: I want you to touch my boobs.
J: WHAT!!!!
A: I’ve seen the way you look at me sometimes. I just want you to get it out of your system.
J: NO!!
A: Justin, just touch my breast and be done with it.
J: (blushes) Uh... um...
A: Please.
J: Holy cow! She’s practically begging me to touch her! What should I do? ........ (turns his back to Aisha) No. I won’t.
A: ....I see.
“slip...drop”
J: Tell me that wasn’t what I thought it was.
A: (takes Justin’s hand and slowly starts bringing it towards her)
J: (snatches his hand back) NO! I can’t.
A: Justin!
J: Aisha, I won’t do it!
A: Why not? Don’t you want to touch me?
J: (bites his lip) Errrrrrrrrr........... *sigh* yes.
A: Then why not?
J: ........Because I don’t want our relationship to be based on that.
A: Hmm........ Then at least look at me.
J: ........
A: Justin, look at me.
J: (slowly and reluctantly starts to turn his head)
A: (grabs Justin’s shoulder and whips him around) Look at me!
J: I wo... ah... um... bu...
A: (wearing a strapless bikini)
J: What the hell was that all about?!
A: *chuckles*
J: What? Is this some kind of sick joke?
A: I knew you weren’t a creep.
J: Wha?
A: (kisses Justin, leaves)
J: ........Weird.
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