Saturday, April 22, 2006

   I added stuff!!!

Well, If you check out my profile, you'll see that I've added some things. I submitted some e-cards and fan-art, so enjoy. Also comment so I know what I can do to make them better. Thanks to my buddies for checking back! See ya'! ~mamma DX

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Thursday, April 20, 2006

   Okay... it's the next level!

Well, I just posted Ch. 2. I'll keep going until I... stop. If you ever miss a chapter, just go to my archives, well, bye guys ~mamma DX

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Ch.2: Headquarters

Ch. 2 Headquarters Zeke rubbed his head to soothe the pain. That stupid bastard of an old man didn't have to hit me that hard, thought Zeke. For an older gentleman, Mitsurugi hit harder than hell. Just then, the nurse walked in. Zeke, still rubbing, looked up. She was really pretty. Zeke feigned rubbing the back of his head as his eyes dropped down to her legs. Mitsurugi only glared at him. "My ignorant client is ready to check out, Miss." he said harshly. The nurse smiled slightly and she quickly scanned the clipboard. She nodded and gestured them towards the desk. Commander swiftly got up and followed. Zeke jumped off the bed and shut the door. He was still in a hospital gown. He took it off and searched for some clothes. He found his bloody uniform in the bio-hazard bin. He looked around and then saw a plastic package on the counter. He opened it and found a replica of the old man's outfit. He started redressing himself tiredly. He threw the robe on top of the bin and imagined that the nurse undressed his fainted body. He smiled to himself as he laced up his black leather boots. He squeezed the tip of the boot. It was steel toe tipped. Zeke patted himself down and tugged at his collar. "Alright!" Zeke thought, "If I'm to start a new life, this is the way to start it." He opened the door and met with his new boss at the front counter. He looked around and there were people sitting on the waiting chairs. The one that stood out the most was a taller man. His hair was messy and it covered his face. However, Zeke could tell that the man was looking at Zeke's cloak pockets. Maybe he was poor, Zeke thought, as he looked at his pockets himself. Zeke watched behind him as his cloak flowed in a majestic way. Then something nudged his arm. He looked over and it was the clipboard being handed over to him by the nurse. She pointed to a line and tapped on it a few times. He grinned at her and signed his signature. It looked much neater than usual. He looked at the bottom where it usually said check-out parent/guardian and it was signed Mitsuguri. Zeke groaned as he eyed the neater signature. He handed the board back and her hand brushed up against his but he didn't say anything. She looked it over, went behind the desk, and waved to them. Sir nodded politely and left. Zeke stood there waving. "Boy!" called Misturugi from the exit door. Zeke blushed and then hurried out. They walked in the parking lot. Mitsurugi in front. "You better keep your eyes on your missions, boy. I doubt that you'll have any time for relations." Zeke grew angered. He was not a child and definitely would not be treated like one. "So you're, like, my father now?" Zeke retorted rudely. Before he realized what had happened, he was on the ground with a huge throbbing pain on his head. "What the hell, old man?" Zeke yelled. "That is Sir or Commander, boy. Nothing more. Nothing less." "Hell! If I'm gonna' work for you, you'd better stop hitting me!" Zeke spat. Mitsurugi's eyes were staring right through him. "Sir." Zeke said quietly. Commander smiled and led Zeke to a black car. It was sleek and it looked brand new. He looked at the hood and saw that it was a new type of Corvette. "Nice." breathed Zeke. Commander went for the back door and opened it wide for his new recruit. Zeke's brain started to ache. There goes the kid thing again. "Uh, I'll sit in the front, thanks." Zeke said as he strolled to the passenger side of the front seat. He grabbed the silver handle and the car locks shot down. He gloomily stared at the seat behind the glass. He dropped his grip and the locks were released. He sighed and walked to the old man. He grinned and watched as Zeke went in the back seat. He shut the door for Zeke and swiftly turned. He looked at the hospital with remorse. "He'll be back here soon." he thought, "I don't know why but I have a feeling about this place." He got in the driver seat and started the car. Zeke looked around. The soft seat lining was velvet and a deep red color. He again looked at his new clothes which were no different than the car in color. "Does ES2 have some sort of team color or something?" Zeke asked sarcastically. "If you haven't already guessed, it's black and red." he answered, "Black represents the impureness of souls and red..." He paused. "Is what we do to them." Zeke opened his cloak and found many pockets. He stared in amazment. "You haven't looked at your newbie equipment?" the old man asked while looking through the mirror. "No, I didn't even know." he said while he opened all the pockets. The top one had a medium sized switch blade. He flicked it open and a curved blade emerged from the metal binding. It had a ruby in the sides and it glimmered in the light. "Used for head to head combat. Also for when you run out of gun ammo." Zeke switched it closed and went for the next pocket. It was an odd looking device it was as flat as a CD and it had a red transparent circle on it. Many buttons glowed underneath the lens and there was a thin light on the edge of the object. "One of our newest creations. A flash light, self-destruct bomb, and a demon decipher ray." Zeke looked up. "Huh?" "Demons write in their own way. It's very hard, mostly impossible, to decipher by mind. Just flash the ray on it and it immediately translates it into English." "Where are we gonna find demon language on missions?" "Sickly as it sounds they use it everywhere. Little memos to themselves because they're sure that no one else can read them. Clues to where to find a nice human meal. Messages to fellow demons on where to meet to kill in a pack. Always written in human blood. That little device also can tell you whose blood and type. Very useful. Also can act as a phone." "Zeke placed it in his pants pocket. He went for the lower pocket on the right side and pulled out a little crystal necklace. It was on a black lace of string and dangling on the end was the glass-like tear drop shape. It was filled with a thick red liquid. Just looking at it made Zeke feel the most pleasurable emotions and remember the greatest of times. Love, joy and fullness. He remembered his first girlfriend from high school. Then, as soon as they came, they all went away. He felt starved for female interaction. He felt dry and full of pain. Looking at the charm made him want to thrash out on someone. Beat them until their face was bloody and they couldn't fight back anymore. He quickly put it in his pocket. "What was that?" "A sinister little necklace. It attracts demons and other monsters. A very simple way to tell whether one is pure or not. If you’re ever confused at who is who just flash that in front of them but be warned. A demon's reaction is immediate. They will attack you like you did something un-forgivable to them. On the other hand, a human might just look at it, think you’re insane, and wonder why you’re using it as a weapon." "Ah." Zeke said blandly. He grabbed in the last pocket and pulled out a metal flask. He shook it around and heard splashing of liquid. "And this?" he asked. "To drink, you ninny!" Zeke frowned and his eye twitched. How was he supposed to know? Everything else was all high tech and stuff. He put in back in his pocket and glared at his lap. "Ho, ho." Commander laughed, "Honestly, we have a special brew at the base. It'll keep you awake for long periods of time. If enough, it's possible to keep you up for days." "What's the need for that?" Zeke asked, suddenly feeling tired. "Some missions are very long and dangerous. One year, before we brewed our miracle liquid, we had a man sent to a rouge demon hide out. All his comrades that were sent along side him were captured or killed. He was alone and hiding. Hadn't slept for thirty-two hours. He hid behind a few storage boxes in the hide out and fell asleep. He never woke up. When one of our captured men called for back-up it was already too late." "These missions sound fun." Zeke laughed nervously. He looked over at the empty seat next to him. "This is a squad, right?" "Indeed." "Where are the other guys?" "Patiently, boy, we are heading to Headquarters as we speak." Commander chuckled at himself. Zeke glanced out the window and saw that is was all concrete. He looked behind him and there was no light. They were driving inside a very narrow and steep tunnel. "Hey! Ol- Sir! Stop! We're gonna' crash!" Zeke shouted. "Oh, dear! NO! What have I done?!?" Commander shouted loudly. Zeke frantically unbuckled himself and went for the door handle. He jerked it but it didn't budge. It was locked. He turned to face the old man but he saw that Sir Mitsurugi was smiling. Then he broke off laughing. "OH, ho, ho, ho! I didn't think that you'd actually fall for it!" Zeke clenched his teeth. Great swap. Traded a police commander for a crazy old man. Commander wiped his eyes. "Woo, but honestly, you mustn't fall for such trickery. Demons are quite the sly ones." "How the fuck was I supposed to know that you were joking? You're just a crazy deranged old fuck!" The man dropped the wheel and reached into the backseat like a father who was with his quarrelling children and delivered a great pound to Zeke's head. "Yowww! Why do you always have to hit me?" Zeke yelled. Just then the car was flooded with a brilliant and golden light. Zeke peered out the window and saw what looked like a city. He looked up at the sky but only saw a huge light source and a metallic ceiling. Then he looked at the sides and they were metallic as well. There was no grass. Just dirt and pavement. However, in the middle of all of this futuristic crap, was a huge tree. It towered over the city like a giant. He gaped at all of this with his mouth open. The car came to a halt and several men who looked like soldiers marched to the car and opened his and the old man's doors. Zeke slowly rose from the car and took in his surroundings. Standing up, Commander said, "Welcome, boy, to Headquarters."

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Wednesday, April 19, 2006

   Ok... well I gotta go...COMMENT!!!

Well, hi guys! Um... I really don't know what to say besides "um". No one really said anything about my story besides my close buddies but is my story any good? Because I don't want to look like an idiot when I submit it. But I know I will. It'll go like this: Producer guy:Hm... Me: Yes? Producer guy: Well... Me: *waits* Producer: You're an idiot. Me:... I know... So, do what you want. At least I'm not in denial of my idiocy(<-- I spelled that wrong didn't I...) Well, I hope you guys have a good day. Mine still sucks because I'm in school as I type this. WAAAAAHHHHH!!! ~mamma DX

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Monday, April 17, 2006

   Heh, heh... SHUTUP!!!

Ok, well... You're probably saying "What the hell is that long-ass post?" or "I sort of want to murder Justine." Below is the first chapter of one of my many stories. If you read my profile at all, you'll know that I enjoy making/telling stories. Brief Summary of IT: This story takes place in the near future. It's sort of Hellsing style. There are demons, vamps, and other monsters. A 21 year old man named Zeke Aunama joins the ES2 and clears the world of impure souls. So, if you enjoy Hellsing and other demon type stories, you'll probably like this story. I warn those who are young and faint at heart. This story contains blood, gore, voilence, and sexual preferences so be wary. You know me. I like to protect those inocent minds. So, you don't have to actually read it but if you do please comment on it. I'm planning on sending it to get it published. So any comments will help. Good or bad. But mostly good. So, alright. Hope you enjoy! (Also, some news: I will be marrying GB fiend in the summer on her B-day. Congratulations to me!) ~mamma DX

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Ch.1: ES2

Ch. 1 ES2 The siren rang across the town. Its screech was unavoidable. The store's window broke open, shattered glass rained on the black street. Then, out jumped a boy from the window. He was small and in his early teens. His face was sharp and he had a look of fear. He was wearing a worn jacket and a winter hat that had a skull patch on it. With his eyes closed tightly, he listened. The only thing that was audible was the slight howl of the wind and the drops of rain hitting the ground. However, he heard something else. He shot his eyes open and revealed that they were blood red. He frantically looked around and then he surged forward. Each or his running steps pounded on the slick pavement. Swerving around the corner of the shop was an older police officer taking chase. "Freeze!" the officer shouted. The boy only ran harder. His heart was pumping to a maximum. The cop, being in his early 20's ran harder as well. The police officer had the traditional cop uniform on. It was a black one only it didn't have any badges and he wasn't wearing a hat. He had blue eyes and a deep shade of black hair which was cut neatly. The boy tried to lose the cop by turning into an alley way. When he turned into it he saw that it ended with a brick wall. He changed his direction swiftly and instantly but he was intercepted by the man. "Hands up." the cop ordered, gun pointed directly at the boy's forehead. His communication radio beeped. His eyes still on the boy, he unclipped it from his belt and pushed the receive button. "Do you have him in sight, Aunama?" the radio buzzed. "Yes." "Good. Bring him in custody and for God's sake, Aunama, don't let another one get away." The cop re-attached it to his belt and grabbed for his cuffs. The boy slowly backed up. "Up. Now!" the officer demanded. The boy took one more step back and was against the wall. He looked the man in the eye. The boy had no choice. He was hungry any way. He spread his fingers out and protruded sharp claws. The boy opened his mouth, baring his fangs. The officer lowered his gun while staring at the two large white canine teeth. The boy continued slowly and began to crouch. The cop stopped backing up and held his ground. He repositioned his aim to the head of the boy. Suddenly, the boy lunged towards him with his claws first. Alarmed, he pulled the trigger hard. The boy flew back and was knocked against the wall. Blood splattered on the wall. The cop stared at the limp body. He had shot a child. The boy coughed loudly and rolled on his stomach. He leaned forward and gagged up a large amount of body fluid. He slowly got up and continued. Stunned, the cop dropped his gun and went pale. Beads of sweat rolled down his face onto his chin and neck. The boy was only a few feet away when the cop’s eyes rolled back into his head and he fainted. The cop looked around and realized he was dreaming. It was pitch black and he raised his arm to see if it was there. It wasn't. He looked forward and saw and odd looking dragon-like creature. Its scales were pure black and its eyes gleamed a ruby red. It jerked its head forward then back. It snapped at the air with its massive jaws and slashed with its sharp talons. The monster whipped and thrashed his tail as if he was attacking his prey but there was nothing else with him. It was just the monster and the cop's sight. The dragon looked directly at him when he awoke in a very cold bed. He opened his tired eyes and studied his surroundings. He was in a hospital room. He flopped his head to the right side of his pillow and closed his eyes. He still felt cold from the rain and the fear. "Good day, Zeke Aunama." said a voice. Zeke set his eyes on the old man sitting in a chair next to his bed. The older man wore a long black cloak with a red lining. Black pants and a black hat. The man was quite old. It showed in his white and silver mustache. Zeke looked at the ceiling and closed his eyes yet again. "Who are you?" The old man smiled. "I am the current commander of the ES2" Zeke opened his eyes lazily. "Is that some sort of club or something?" The man offered a very little smile for he was growing impatient. "ES2 is short for Evil.Spirit.Elimination.Squad. We search and hunt down the creatures with impure souls. Monsters and such." Zeke held his outburst of laughter inside. "Oo-k" he sniggered. "I am Irv Mitsurugi but you now call me by Sir or Commander Mitsurugi. Zeke dropped his laughter immediately. "Are you ordering me? You might not know it, old man, but I'm an officer of the law! I should be ordering you!" Zeke said angrily. Mitsurugi laughed. "Not any more. Your Lieutenant fired you this very morning. He said he grew tired of you letting the felons get away." Zeke glared at the floor, biting his lip. It was true. Every emergency that he was assigned, he blew it. "However," Mitsurugi said, "I see potential in you, boy." Zeke rolled his eyes at the word boy. Mister, sorry, Sir Mitsurugi was treating Zeke like a child all of the sudden. Mitsurugi continued. "Something odd happened to you last night, did it not?" Zeke nodded. "What you encountered wasn't a common thief. It was a demon. Zeke's heart pounded against his chest. Even though he thought it was crap, he started to believe the old man's words. He knew that the brat that he chased down last night was no human being. "The children of satin," Mitsurugi said gravely, "here on earth." "They're all offspring of the Devil?" Zeke asked. "No, no. The ES2 wiped them out awhile ago. Before we did that however, they spawned with humans and other creatures. Some even cross bred. We don't have any original children here today. Along with demons, vampires and other monsters are his children as well." "You wiped 'em all out?" Zeke asked amazed. The old man's face grew dark. "All but one. Some say that this demon was Satin's last child. He sent his child on earth to infest the world's surface with demons and monsters." Mitsurugi slouched in his chair. "And by God, he succeeded." Zeke's eyes widened. ES2, monsters, and Devil children? This all sounded like a really cool video game to him and he grew more and more excited as the man spoke. "But enough of the past, boy. My point is you saw a demon. Not many people have the Demon Eye." The man regained his posture. "And that shot of yours isn't bad at all, boy." Zeke stared at the man and thought for a moment. Then he remembered that he shot that teenaged boy between his eyes. No, Zeke thought. That teenaged demon. "So?" Zeke said casually, keeping his cool, "What are you doing here?" Misturugi sighed loudly. "I want you to join my squad to rid the world of evil spirits." Zeke lay still in the bed, considering it. "Of course," the man warned, "there will be severe training and your very life will be at stake each day that you work for me." "Yeah, whatever." Zeke thought, "Anything is better than what he was doing now. Rookie of his team. Youngest and always made fun of by the Sergeants. "Uh, heh, heh, How much will I get paid?" he asked. Misturugi smiled. "Much more than a police officer does." Zeke returned his sight to the ceiling again. More money, video game life style, and an old, weak, elderly man as a boss. What could be a better job? "OK! I'll do it, old man!" Zeke yelled with excitement. Mitsurugi glared. "That's Sir or Commander, boy. Don't make me tell you again."

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Saturday, April 15, 2006

Something to say...

Well, As you can see, my theme is Sanji from One Piece. While I was searching for pics to put on my site I found alot of Zolo/Sanji pairing pics. This disturbs me greatly. If someone is going to make a pairing, do it right, damnit! In the anime, It's pretty apparent that Sanji isn't gay. Same goes for Zolo. Zolo doesn't hit on everybody but he doesn't seem like the type to like guys that way. Also a warning: If you're a fan of Captain Kuro of One Piece, do not search yahoo using the word kuro unless you're a perv. I was trying to get a background pic for GB fiend and I learned this the hard way. STOP BAD ANIME PAIRING!!!

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   Hello Otaku! (again)

Well, Hi. It's me, Justine, from jumipro. Michelle and I decided to get seperate sites. So this is mine. We are still friends and everything but sometimes you just need to get your own personal couch. Also, visit GB fiend. That is Michelle' site. So if you were one of her friends and traveled here by accident, I understand. She's just so great. That's why I married her. Well, bye. I'll upate my site as much as I can. I'm not going to keep any promises, though.. ~mamma DX

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