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Female Location • flying high on scarlet wings Member Since • 2005-11-09 Occupation • Bacon Shinobi Real Name • Tohru-chan
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Achievements • being a freared and revered shinobi! Anime Fan Since • forver!! Favorite Anime • Fruits Basket, Fullmetal Alchemist, Inuyasha, Naruto, Ruroni Kenshin, Evangelion, Ranma 1/2, Maison Ikkoku, Blade of the Immortal, Nausicaa, Yu Yu Hakusho, Fushigi Yugi, Trigun, Mai the Psycic Girl, Sky Blade, Lum * Urusei Yatsura, Rayearth, Escaflowne... Goals • um.. i dunno, i have lots Hobbies • drawing, eating (i'm a glutton!), dancing in my kitchen (the best place!), reading, writing, singing, listening to music, etc etc Talents • all of my hobbies! oh yeah, im unnaturally flexible too
myOtaku.com: Lone Ronin
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i had a creepy dream last night. this lady barged into our house and killed my parents, my little brother and i ((i was the older brother)) ran upstairs and tried to hide, but no matter how i tried, i couldn't keep my little brother still. he got shot and he died on the spot. i tried to get away but she shot me ad i dragged myself into the kitchen. i passed out in a pool of my own blood. i guess she must have thought me dead because apparently she left.
when i came to, i was felt all weird. i had a bunch of tubes attached to my shoulders and i was suspended in something or other, probably air, but i couldn't see whatever held me up. it was like i was in a suit of armor. it was some kinda metal, anyway. then i realized that i wasn't breathing. i couldn't feel anything around me. i thought nothing of the strange metal tubed protruding from my shoulders and back. then it occurred to me that i couldn't see anything beyond a foot in front of my face. SHIT! what am i, a blind suit of armor?! i feel like a gundam wannabe! goddammit. where the hell am i, anyway?
so then it get's all bright like someone opened their garage door. ookay. so i guess i'm not blind. it's just fucking DARK AS HELL!! and so i ask again: WHERE THE HELL AM I?!!! so then in comes this lady with a ton of curly brown hair. then i recognize her, Judy! a friend of ours that i've known for pretty much of the whole of my life. ((unfortunately she lives in south cal and we can't exactly go see her or her family [husband, two sons, one, maybe both in college])) so she says the typical mad scientist thing: "ohh good, you're awake."
surprise surprise. so i say, naturally, "where the hell am i and why do i look like some kinda humanoid evangelion?"
she just laaughs. "you're at my house, i picked you up because you weren't reeally dead, like the rest of your family. so i basically rebuilt you aaaand... you're kind of... a combat robot now....."
"what the fuck..."
"nono! it's cool, see you're a robot, and there are these GAmes where you and a bunch of other robots like you try to... kill eachother.... but it's great! i know you'll be the best!"
"suuuuree....."
so the she takes me down and we go into another room where... she has a.... swimming pool... then we go into another room and it's like Mac decided to decorate the mall. it was all art-deco lucite and white. and there were these strange people with wing-looking things that looked like some kind of metal that was light silverish-gold type colored... they were razor-sharp metal and obviously weapons. i noticed their hands had metal hooks and claws at every knuckle... creepy. we moved over of the far side of the room/floor/mall/whatever and then suddenly i was back at the door, but maybe it was some kind of astral projection thing because i wa still fully concious at the other side of the room. anyway, unconcoius me was behind one of the razor metal people that was coming in. the guard on the other sde wouldn't let her pass, so she got all defensive and hissed. suddenly all these sharp metal protrusions like her wings came up on her head, sides, and arms. then i was back as my newly appointed self and then suddenly, i was in top of this motherboard thing... three other fighter robots like me were coming. and i noticed i had this screen in my chest, taking it up entirely. it was on my back, too. each of the others had one as well. i joined their group and complained about looking like a DS....
then we came over to a gamecube and they started plugging into it. it was like i'd suddenly become a controller, except, well, not. one of them gave their plug a wrench to the side and plugged into an adapter, explaining that he had a USB plug... oookaay..
and then i was rather rudely awakened by none other than my mom. and my dream has confused me ever since. appologies for the random, terrible, no-style way it's written, i just put it down as i remembered.
held in suspense heart fluttering eyes widening restless
hands shaking fingers twitching lips moving with no sound anxious
choking flailing clapping hands head shakes fists reaction
reaction over nothing
reaction over something that does not exist in reality only existing in my mind
hatred sadness pity anger confusion love LOVE!
reaction over someone who isn't real my reaction
i will now take this moment to officially dub the Clazziquai Project with the Tohru-chan award for trippiest and most obscure music videos. no seriously, they're freakin' sweet. thank you katie-chaaaan!
aaaand here we gooo: Clazziquai Project - Fill This Night
OMFG i've had 201visits to my site. so, tell me.... i comment on your sites when i can find something significant to comment upon. and according to MY standards of commentable material.....MOST of the shit i post is comment-worthy.. and so i ask, after TWO HUNDRED FUCKING ONE visits...
zees (as in zzz). i'm tired. well, physically zapped of most, if not all, energy, at least. my internal clockwork is officially screwed beyond most repair, so my theory is getting absolutely NO sleep at all today, and when the time comes to actually fall asleep, i WILL. and therefore, maybe if i'm lucky, i'll get up at a semi-decent hour instead of the usual half-a-day-wasted noon. and so i'm watching Ranma! ^_^ what can i say? i'm a total fangirl. but i'd rush him back to jusenkyo as fast as i could get my hands on him ^_~ i've got malchik gay going through my head, and has been all day, for some unkown reason..... whatever...
and so i give you Ranma 1/2 season one episode one. small children, avert thine eyes.
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love love ranma. his voice reminds me of link.... wierd... no seriously, he sounds EXACTLY like link when he's fighting. i swear. Comments (2) |
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Sunday, July 30, 2006
currently listening: t.A.T.u. Show Me Love i feel like running out into the street. i feel like screaming. i feel like running away. i feel confused. unhappy. but not emo. ((thank GOD)) i feel like all of everything i try to prevent has been shoved into a hole in the ground and buried. i hate it when i get betrayed by myself. when my feelings squirm their way past the barrier of common sense and better judgement and things are felt thet are utterly unwanted. it's like i'm slowly being unraveled. it makes me want to throw up. it makes me unsure of myself. maybe i've been split into two and one part shoved the other into the mud and walked on past.
http://van.yanhost.com/garfield/Se7en%20-%20Hikari.mp3 Hikari by Se7en; a korean band. here are the lyrics (as far as i can tell, these may not be all of them) the band looks to be a poser wannabe boy crap band, though. well, i like the song, anyway.
In between the cracks of the building
a flower without a name blooms unnoticeably.
This year the season returns and as if it were dancing,
the white snow falls down.
Until sometime, I kept looking up at the sky.
I was looking for the sunlight shining in the waving leaves.
The more my hands stretched, it was sad.
Like how you would protectively hold a shaking dream,
a tender wind passes by.
As if I didn't know even the reason why I was born,
I sank into a murmur.
Even though I knew my fate would be to wither away like this,
I still believed.
Somebody gently held out their two hands.
I'm waiting for a glorious tomorrow that
would make your overflowing tears fall
More so than if you were to give up and live,
you receive salvation if you believe.
So that you can show off your newly possessed miracle,
hold on tightly to the past.
Like how the cracks in the clouds become bigger,
wanderings in your heart awake.
I was looking for the sunlight shining in the waving leaves.
The more my hands stretched, it was sad.
Like how you would protectively hold a shaking dream,
a tender wind passes by.
this guy actually went around the world doing this. actually, he went around the world doing this twice, the second time after he posted the first online. the second trip was funded.
i give you:
Where the Hell is Matt?
