Friday, September 28, 2007

.: Bordom Stikes :.

Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Wednesday, September 26, 2007

.: Puzzle? :.

Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Monday, September 24, 2007

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The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell! Here is how you matched up against all the levels: Level Score Purgatory (Repenting Believers) Low Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers) Very Low Level 2 (Lustful) Very Low Level 3 (Gluttonous) High Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious) Moderate Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy) Very High Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics) Very Low Level 7 (Violent) Very High Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers) High Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous) Moderate Take the Dante's Inferno Test Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Sunday, September 23, 2007

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I had training yesterday. I am now in a military training course...with sucks ass. I will disappear for 2 weeks durring the summer and a weekend each month for it. Anyway, just being bored and posting a puzzle. Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

   .: The Results of Mid-Class Bordom :.

*'*'*'*'* Bordom struck during English(3rd period). I remember a tactic a good friend of mine used to draw swords and one of the swords he drew a while back. I used that technique and the ideas that sprang from the image in my mind to create that first one. I figured out a few different color schemes and then came up with the second one. Bordom kills, but it can also lead to some good results, no? Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Sunday, September 9, 2007

.: Bordom Stikes :.

Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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.:Nothing is Perfect:. Read the poem writen on this and tell me your opinion on it. Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Sunday, August 26, 2007

  

Very happy over. I have finnally gotten 1000 visits and I have 48 gb entries to go with it, I may not be the most popular on otaku but I am happy with my curent status. Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Wednesday, August 22, 2007

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....Nothing but poems.... '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' These are select poems from my little colection that I have built up over the years. I may post some more later But this is all that I will post for now. They are not in order in which I wrote them, just by which ever one I chose to put up here first. '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' As Darkness Falls... As darkness falls a raven cries in a single place where blood pours from the skies the shadows real back As darkness falls This unearthly world where imortals die and the fountains of blood reach up to the sky Only in this unearthly place where once again the dead shall rise The tension is built the blood run cold the heart has stopped and the soul grown old In this unearthly world where blood pours from the skies where even imortals shall meet their demise the fountains of blood shall cease to run as a raven cries the darkness falls in this unearthly place I call my home... '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' There are days... There are days I want to die... There are days I want to leave... There are days I just wish I could go away... More than once I have wanted to die... More than once I have contemplated suicide... All of this because I want to leave... to die... to dissappear... to finnally be acepted... There are days I want to die... There are days I want to leave... There are days I just want to dissappear... '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' Crying Tears of Blood Crying tears of blood sadness fills my soul, Happiness cannot penetrate what has long ago gone cold. For the life of my friends, my soul is what I sold. Sold to a demon, my sprit was allowed to run wild, killing as it pleased. The demon was tired of sitting around so he took the life so precious to me, He took the lives of my friends and then took the life belonging to me, Now I cry tears of blood caused by eternal pain, eternal pain from the many hearts of those that i had slain. When all the tears of blood and pain have finnally been cryed out, My soul can rest at ease. However that day will never come because of the inumerable amount of those that I had slain. The blood goes on and on, it seams to be endless, But this is my punishment for those I did. The never ending flow of blood prevents me from leaveing, leaving this world of suffering and pain, to be with my fallen friends and those that I had slain. I keep saying, "Someday, someday these tears will come to an end and my soul shall rest at ease." But before that day came an arrow struck my heart and released my soul I turned and thanked the one who released me and departed from this world. I entered the next world and there I saw the face of the one who took my life so long ago. Anger filled my soul no longer cold, but burning ablaze with hatred. Then I struck swift and quick spilling his blood across my body and face and across the earth. There he lay until this day still covered in his own tears of blood. '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' '*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*'*' Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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Saturday, August 18, 2007

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Greed: Medium   Gluttony: High   Wrath: Very High   Sloth: High   Envy: Medium   Lust: Medium   Pride: High   Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz Farewell ~* Ikara-o-Kage *~

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