Thursday, December 6, 2007

Finals
Starting Saturday Nana will be taking her finals. Yes, school is almost over for the semester.

Nana likes that fact but hates the fact that more free time will be had. Since free time for Nana is work and consultations. But that's money and Nana needs money, so She guesses it's all good.

Most of her next semester is core classes since Nana really needs to catch up on those. Her MW schedual is from like 7 in the AM to 7 in the PM, 12 hrs. Like OMG, it's so like not cool and stuff.

Nana picked up the Latest F.E.A.R expansion pack. She hasn't started to play it yet, but will have time over the break to. With this new game, Nana is finding the whole, needing a new computer thing, more true.


For Kelsey's Amusement:
Nana finally beat .Hack//GU 3 and has married Endrance. It was all Nana could hope for. And he looked so, hate to say this, good in the wedding dress.


Nana went clothing shopping with her mom last night. Strange as it might seem that a 20 something guy is shopping with his mom but, hey, Nana loves her mom so alls good. Anyway, Nana can put together most outfits for girls, but when it comes to guy clothing, Nana is so not good. She dresses nice enough, but at the same time she is such a guy when it comes to knowing what to buy. That and the fact that the clothes bought are part of Nana's christmas present. Nana's stylin' now.


NNM
All Clear, over
Nice boat
Dude, I know you're hungry, but...
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Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Lest ye forget
Today is Ninja Day. Yes Ninja Day. So celebrate or Nana will stealth kill you!


Ninja
Ninja
Rap


Go forth and assasinate!


NNM
PIZZA
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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Paparika
Nana just saw the movie and it was freakin awesome.
Nana wishes that that DC mini thing in the movie, the thing that allows dreams to be recorded and experienced by others, was real. Cause then Nana could show all you her dreams instead of tellin them.

So, as to bost the film, Nana will post two of her favorite dreams.


***

The corridor was dark and kinda musty. It's not like I wanted to be there. It was more like I got lost on my way to Neverland or something. The problem was, I couldn't remember where I was going in the first place.
Now, for a card battle master such as myself, it would be easy to get to where ever. That is, if somebody would ever show up and battle me. But alas, that was not to be. Soon the ground gave out and I was falling, no, flying through a painting.
So there I was, knee deep in warm, congealed blood. The smell was pretty bad too. It came to mind to find the source of the blood; so I took out my fly card and BAM I had wings. I appeared to be in an indoor pool. At the side of the pool, was the always on the verge of death, Hyatt. She was bleeding like a mad fool. I took out my freeze card and froze her body. Then I used Float to move it to a hole in space-time. What a pain, right?
So, anyway, with Hyatt out of the way and with the help of Watery, I cleared the pool. My job done, I left the building to find myself on the corner of Starbucks and Starbucks. I got myself a double white chocolate mocha and hailed a taxi to take me to downtown.
On my way downtown, I was stopped by another magical girl. Well, the idiot that she was, she didn't transform before stopping me. As always, I took the opportunity to beat her. I'm a smart magical girl. When I created my character, I chose not to have a transformation. All that meant was an extra quest to get spell cards. Transformations take too long and if your opponent is an ass like me, they will not follow the unspoken rule of not attacking while the other is transforming.
Anyway, with the random girl out of the way, I set off to my destination. I could sense one of my cards was in the underground shopping district. It was the second to last that I needed to complete my deck. With no idea of it's power I slowly crept down the stairs. The stench grew and my eyes started to water. I think I know what card this is. It is the Fart! I had so hoped that this card would not be part of my final deck. It is so useless, so wrong.
I needed it, though, to be a full fledged magical girl. So I used Windy and Flower to capture The Fart. I looked at the card in my hand, it had the picture of a massive crack. Sexy, oh so very sexy.
To top it off, the magical girl from earlier showed up, raving about the break of protocol. I looked at her with lopsided eyes, I mean it was so hard to take anything she said serious. Her costume looked like a cross between a school swimsuit and a tutu. Once she finished her rant, I used my cards. Between The Titty Twister and The Bondage, I mastered the girl easily. She agreed to be my slave if I spared her life, not a bad trade I should think.
Things were going good between me and her. She was quite the slave and very obedient. Good cook to boot. Anyway, as I was reading one day it came to me that most transformations have a prerequisite for a mascot character. My slave didn't seem to have one. So I asked her and she told me that on the second day, she couldn't take the perverted duck's actions. Gawking at her transformation sequence, and other things which I figured I am doing. But she reassured me that she was fine with me doing it. Go HY!!
Several days later I got a call from King Mickey about an unmarked package he had received. I figured it was just some prank, but I told him I would be there soon.....


**
This one is actually two dreams that continue one another:

part 1:
The Sonic Diver swoops low as I edge closer to my target. The wind whips in my short hair. The Angel's outline a blur under the water. My gun out of ammo, I am forced to use the paper fan I bought in Luin a few days prior. Another blip appears on my sensors as Unit 01 free styles its way to the Angel. Who knew Shinji could swim.
It was only a split second; the Angel leapt out of the water at me causing me to swerve and lose my weapon's lock. Shinji then grabs the Angel's tail pulling it back under water. I straighten out my Diver and move back in for the kill. Luckily the Angel's last attack maxed my limit bar; now I could use omnislash. The Angel Leapt again, but I was ready this time. With Unit 01 blocking the retreat, I massacred the Angel.
Back at base, I got together with Otoha for our shopping date in Akihabara. My goal was to get the limited edition copy of HY-A Lovers Tale. Otoha tried not to let on, but I know she is a yuri fan as well. Our first stop was Gamers, where I saw Legendary Girl A. This posed a problem, there was only one copy of the game left. Instinctively I know L.G A was here for the same game as me. I needed something to distract her while I procured my item. Otoha volunteered to be a decoy and woe L.G. A away from the display. Needless to say, a bit of softcore ensued.
Prize item in hand, and content in heart, my and the now aroused Otoha went to the nearest Angelic Layer tournament center place thingy, to watch the other lolis fight as we ate out lunch. So, anyway, Misaki was getting her ass whooped when the building was attacked by a Chimera Animal. First Angels, now this.
Well, I tried to call the Mew Mews, but they were busy with, other, special, things that I was told not to speak of. The posed a problem; not only was my Diver back at base, but my wand was in the shop. Our only hope was Otoha's suggestion of calling Jack Bauer, head of the Counter Zombie Unit. He said they could, but Otoha and I would have to agree to being filmed for 24 hrs. With no other option available, we agreed. Ah, my sweet night time games with Otoha won't be happening tonight.
The day progressed slowly, but eventually we cornered the C.A. and captured Pai. Through interrogation, Pai told us that the Umbrella Corps. blackmailed him into the attack. Something about incriminating photographs of him and Taruto. With this information Jack, Otoha and I left immediately for Raccoon city.
When we arrived, the city was already on the defense against the Maguars. The cities forces were running thin and their supply of Riberus was depleted. I don't know who called her, but it was a god send when Samus arrived. By the time Master Chief busted his was through the road blocks, Samus had already wiped out more than half the Maguar force.
Once the fighting subsided, the three of us confronted Umbrella. The unexpected happened, our arch-nemesis was in charge of Umbrella. Q, that bastard was back again. First the pool, now this. It had been many years since the last time we met, but I remember well. Jesus HQ was no more, and most if not all the other members were in hiding. Damn him, damn that Q.

Part 2:
This takes place between a rock and a hard place on the day of the unplanned zombie attack.
The president has been zombified and Washington DC is over run with undead. Umbrella has set their strong hold in Delaware, where there are no more recorded human lives. Jack Bauer has gone missing and my partner, Otoha, is in critical condition. My name is Nana and this is the longest day of my life.

Samus stands atop HQ looking out at the destruction below. DC is in shambles and we have to get out. I make a low level assessment of the area in my Diver; everywhere bodies, broken bodies. The zombies lurch below as I fly by. I want revenge, but right now I need to get Otoha into medical care.
What can we do? I wonder as I fly back to HQ. Backup is a no go since everyone else is moving to take the enemy’s stronghold. In the garage where I keep my Diver, Otoha lays in a drug induced coma. I sit by her side as I go through the maps of the area. There has to be someway to move her out of here. Samus enters the garage carrying what looked like a manikin.
Upon closer examination, it is really the android Telos. Thought to have been destroyed by the CZU two years ago when U-TIC was still a major political power. It would seem that Umbrella had gotten hold of the schematics and built another. Problem was, there was no adequate power source. Samus suggested the use of Unit 02’s S-2 engine. It was our only option.
Using Samus’s ship computer, we reprogrammed Telos to go on a zombie killing spree. With that in motion it will give us the perfect diversion to safely get Otoha out of DC.
The debris in the streets made it a chore to get out of the congestion of downtown. Once we hit the interstate Samus was able to lay cover fire as I drove the hearse along the winding path. Our destination was a pickup point where we will meet Master Chief in a Covent drop craft. From there we will be taken into the heart of Delaware where Otoha will be treated.

Georgetown, Delaware 01:30:24

The situation was grave. The zombie forces have pushed our forces back into the residential area. The former VP, now President, is trying to call for foreign help, but it would seem we are isolated.
.
.
.
“The Pikman are acting strangely.” Some afro dude says next to me.
I look around and in the end ultimately agree with him. Last I checked, Pikman don’t procreate that way. I suddenly felt the need to scrub my eyes with steel wool. Lovely, let me tell you.
Back on the ship I call up my Sith friend, Darth Mike Roch. I wanted to complete that quest we started the night before. My level 45 Dark Elf was kicking ass and we had finally obtained the stone tablet that opens the portal to the demon lord’s domain.
***


NNM

Fated Encounter
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Saturday, December 1, 2007

The quiet times
Nana is finding that writing the more quiet times in her book a bit of a problem.

Here's the latest.

**
Ayumi sat at Junsei’s desk staring intently at the questions on the homework sheet, “I just don’t get it.” She said as she leaned back in the chair.
Junsei sat up on her bed and moved closer to the desk, “What’s there not to get?”
“All these things about a war that happened over half a century ago.” Ayumi pointed to the book that she had brought with her, “Why do we need to learn about it when there is so much more that happen within the last two decades?”
Junsei giggled, “You know, I figured that since your dad, being the head of a large corporation, had you tutored for so long, that you’d know the importance of history.”
Ayumi glared at Junsei, “Well he didn’t.”
“Or you just weren’t listening.”
Ayumi threw her pencil at Junsei, “I too was listening.”
“Look, before we can learn about the present, we must know the past. The Oni, the Union integration, and our revived space program are the present. World War II was a pivotal point in Japanese history. It set up our relations with the rest of the world. It spawned the JSDF and opened trade with the United States. Trust me, you need to know this now that you’ve made the decision to follow me.”
Ayumi pouted, “You are starting to sound like my old tutor.”
Junsei smiled, “He must’ve been good then.”
Ayumi closed her book, “I give up. I just can’t see how you are able to remember so much.”
“I’m not human. My brain works differently.”
Ayumi got up from the desk and slumped down on the bed, resting against Junsei, “Neither am I, anymore.”
Junsei put her arm around Ayumi, “I still wonder whether I should be mad at you for making such a drastic decision.”
Ayumi pressed closer to Junsei, “Would you rather be alone and feel isolated from the rest of life?”
Junsei didn’t answer, she just smiled inwardly and rested her head against Ayumi’s.
“I know I was selfish,” Ayumi closed her eyes, “but you were the first person who didn’t care about my families status. The first to see who I really am. I didn’t want to lose that.” A shiver ran down her spine causing her to tense up.
Junsei noticed, “What’s wrong?”
Ayumi sat up and looked around the room, “I don’t know. It feels colder in here all of a sudden.”
“Colder?” Junsei looked around and smiled, “Ah, I see.”
Ayumi looked at Junsei, “What?”
There was a knock at the door, “It’s open.” Junsei said as she turned to the door.
Vermillion stood in the doorway looking a bit tired, “Hey little one, just came to check on you.” He smiled as he looked at Ayumi, “Hiroe-san, welcome.”
Ayumi backed up against the wall, something was wrong here.
Both Junsei and Vermillion watched Ayumi in confusion, “Ayu?” Junsei reached out to her friend.
Ayumi pointed at Vermillion, “That’s not your father. He feels so dark, empty.”
Vermillion smiled and stepped into the room, “No matter how many times I hear that, it still hurts.”
Junsei glared at Vermillion briefly before returning a gentler look to Ayumi, “No, he is my father.”
“But,” Junsei put her finger to Ayumi’s lips.
“When you first looked into my dad’s heart, you saw something dark, right?”
“It was very small though.”
“I didn’t tell you this before, but I have two dads, in a way.”
Vermillion bowed, “Pleased to meet you, my name is Kain.”
Ayumi stared at the man, “Kain?”
“Vermillion and I share this body. Though I am rarely in control, I still interact with him.”
“How?
The man thought for a second, “How are you able to read the feelings of others so well? Life has many mysteries, we are one of them.”
Junsei drew Ayumi away from the wall, “I know how he seems, but Kain is a fairly nice person.” She looked at Kain, half smiling, “Though he does have a sharp humor.”
Kain shook his head, “Last I talked with you, little one, I was still unstable.”
Junsei nodded, “When I saw that Vermillion had changed a year ago, I figured something had happened between you two.”
Kain smiled, “Don’t worry, I’m still me.”
Junsei sighed, “That’s what worries me.”
Kain looked at Ayumi, “I know what it may seem, but please trust my daughter’s word that I am a decent person.”
Seeing that Ayumi was still unable to answer Junsei continued the conversation, “So what are you doing in control?”
“Vermillion is working with Omoikane and Nana to hack the Federation and Zanearians’s network. Till that’s finished, I’m in control.”
“And Biku?”
“For now I am following Vermillion’s wish to leave the cross-breed to you.”
“Yes,” Junsei gently stroked Ayumi’s back, “You do know that after that stunt Vermillion pulled, Biku’s gone rogue again. Helping with the final preparations of the Constellation.”
Kain nodded, “Then I bring good news. Two of the souls he salvaged are ready to be transferred to their new bodies.”
“From your tone, I take it Illana is one of them.”
“What’s more, is that she wishes to talk to the cross-breed. To thank him.”
Junsei sat for a few minutes and thought, still soothing Ayumi, “Leave the rest to me, for now. Though, I think you should stay away from Ayu till she is more comfortable around you.”
Kain looked at Ayumi, who hid her face against Junsei’s shoulder, “I’m glad to see that you are well, little one.” He turned and left the room, closing the door after himself.
Ayumi almost immediately relaxed as she felt Kain’s life force disappear. She slipped from Junsei’s arms and lay limp on the bed, “I don’t know how you can do that. I don’t mean to be rude, but he seriously scares me.”
Junsei laid down as well, “It’s not easy sometimes, knowing that my dad is two different people. But I can see it, and in time you will be able to as well. Kain is a good person; he’s just is a bit more twisted than most.”
Ayumi close her eyes and breathed deep, trying to calm herself, “Who is Illana?”
Junsei rolled onto her side. Ayumi’s profile was soft; her dark hair spread out loosely on the covers. The late afternoon light made her seem doll like. Precious… Junsei shook off the thought as she answered, “A few weeks ago, something happened and some children lost their lives. But Biku did something to keep the souls from passing on, so my dad had cybernetic bodies made for the children who wished to continue living. Illana, is one of those children. She also happens to have the same name as Biku’s daughter. I believe they are also the same age. But I don’t know since Biku will never talk about it.”
Ayumi rolled over, her face barely touching Junsei’s, “Why do you care so much about Biku?”

**

NNM
More Michael Franks Lyrics, cause the guy is a freaken genius-

You used to be her space invader
Snatching her free from King Kong's choke
She's allons-y
She'll catch you later
Now that your joystick's broke

You had it made with all the women
At the arcade nor you're the joke
Still wear the shades
But who you kiddin'
Now that you joystick's broke

Hurts your elbow
Hurts your wrist
You can barely make a fist
You're the king of indoor sports
So how come the circuit shorts
Call the number
Broken Sticks
Bring 'em in and get 'em fixed

There in your jeans
That roll of quarters
Still fills the air with lipsticked smoke
Guess the machine's just out of order
Too bad your joystick's broke
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Thursday, November 29, 2007

Spit in the eye by the dry sand of the watery sea
Word is now out about who is playing the Joker for the new Batman movie. Skimming the forums Nana sees that some are skeptical about Heath Ledger being in that role. Sad to say, Nana doesn't know much about Ledger's other roles. Granted the fact that he was a lead in Brokeback Mountain, it does worry her.
Nana loved the original Joker. He had the right twist, the right darkness. Nana worries that halfway through the movie, the Joker might be rubbing Batman the wrong way. Maybe even brake his back, so to speak.

Next up is Spiderman 3. Nana has finally watched it and so hated it. Having read a bit of the Venom saga, watched the original cartoon, and having many geek friends, Nana knew that the movie was a bit off. As with the last two, the dialog was cheesy for its own sake and the acting just about a high school drama student. Yes, Nana knows she's being really critical, but sometimes that is needed when looking at the numerous remakes. One she just was reminded of is Hairspray. The original was great, hilarious and all Nana has heard about the new one is crap. Then there's the whole Japanese horror movie remake category. Being a lover of horror movies, Nana gives them a chance yet, more often than not, she hates them. Either they aren't as scary as the original or they completely destroy the atmosphere with too much angst.

School's almost over for the year and Nana so doesn't like finals. They hurt her head so. Nana still has to write a 8 page paper, a rough due today. Then she needs to do the homework for Physics that should have been done over break. Then she needs to register for spring. Then she needs to get that internship. then she needs to... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

NANA WANTS OUT!!!!!

Ah! Nana went with her Oniichan to a Indian food place. Nana like curry, Nana likes middle eastern food, so this was a great choice. There was a choice of buffet of menu, and since it was their first time, they went buffet. Nana finally had a good vindalu and there was this strange vegi thing that was awesome when mixed with the bean soup. Then the sweet balls had the right fill of syrup. It makes Nana's mouth water just thinking about it

So, Nana just went and got some Lunch from the cafe downstairs. Nothing flashy, just good.

*le sigh*

This is for Kelsey's amusement:
Remember Nana's despair over the Flaming Frenchman? Well Nana has found a perfect replacement. Endrance of the .Hack//GU series. So emo, so pretty boy, so very Gay. And Nana has just learned that at the end of the Third game, the player can marry one of the girl's in your friends list. oddly enough, Endrance is also marriable. *wink* so it goes without saying what she will do.


NNM
No pic today, yes sad but true

Michael Franks, The mans a freakin genius


Whenever I explore the land of Yen
I always take one on the chin
And now this lioness has almost made me tame.
I can't pronounce her name but Eggplant is her game.

The lady sticks to me like white on rice.
She never cooks the same way twice.
Maybe it's the mushrooms. Maybe the tomatoes.
I can't reveal her name but Eggplant is her game.

When my baby cooks her Eggplant,
She don't read no book.
She's got a Giocanna kinda of dirty look

And my baby cooks her Eggplant,
Bout 19 different ways.
Sometimes I just have it raw with Mayonnaise.

-break-

Maybe its the way she grates her cheese,
Or just the freckles on her knees.
Maybe its the scallions. Maybe she's Italian.
I can't reveal her name but Eggplant is her game.

When my baby cooks her Eggplant,
She don't read no book.
She's got a Giocanna kinda of dirty look.

And my baby cooks her Eggplant,
Bout 19 different ways.
Sometimes I just have it raw with Mayonnaise.
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Nana says....
NYA!!!!
New look. Just so ya'll know, Nana's neko picture collection is bottomless. The only constrant is the ecchi-ness of the pic.

So, as to commemorate this new neko pic, Nana will not write an impromptu ode to Nekos


Your soft, silky fur tickles my finger tips
The glow of your pearly eyes, makes me blush
Oh how I want you all to myself

Your carefree dance, as you chase the dust
The soft calls you make in the night
I know you feel the same

Together we play in the warm, carressing sun
Our hearts free and our minds connected
You are mine and I am yours

Down the alleys and across the rooftops
I will follow you where ever you go
For together we will always be

Your soft, silky fur tickles my finger tips
The glow of your pearly eyes, makes me blush
Oh how I want you all to myself

My little neko, so sweet and innocent
Come curl up in my lap and rest your eyes
Because I will always be yours



*Bows* yea!! Nana did it.

So, yeah, thats that. Forward GO!!!


NNM
Now this would scare me
Psychodelic
She started it
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Monday, November 26, 2007

After the silence
Yes, Nana's been away for almost a week. But hey, it was a holiday and things happen. So :P

To say hello again, Nana will share another dream, as always.


***
I lay staring up at the clear blue sky as I drift aimlessly on my raft on this waterworld in which I am lost on. If I'm lucky I might run into Kevin Costner and he'd help me out. But I will say this now, I ain't drinkin my own piss.

What feel like days pass, though I imagine it was only hours. Seein as how the sun never set, that is. My savior came in the form of a giant purple robot runnin all retreat like from somewhere. Most likely it was unintentional because not long after I was confronted by an infinite number of monkeys wanting to know what I thought about their script for Hamlet.

Somehow I arrived on the docks of Neo-Venezia. Maybe I wasn't in a bad movie after all. While in town I went and got mes some walnut bread and a bit of gelato. Then it was on to Mac Anu, where I was to meet a friend of mine for a quest.

The quest was a rare event where it would be a mass war against 300 spartans. Yes, Spartans. Problem was, my friend was a trainer. Not that I have anything against those strange animals; it's just that I don't think they will be effective against large, bulky, sweaty, testosterone driven, brainless, macho macho men. And I'm quiet sure that if my friend were to use a vine attack, these men might just enjoy it.

Well, as luck would have it, Alma, the devil of The World, owed me a few favors. What followed was a varitable blood bath of epic proportions. You could say she put the F.E.A.R of god in those soldiers. What a twisted little bitch she can be.

Then things got ugly. A shift opened and I found myself in Arcadia, the Chaos was everywhere. My only hope was to find April, but ever since she found the last Guardian no one has seen her. Quite vexing, if you ask me. Being a cat, birds don't want to talk to me; so finding Crow was also out of the question. My only option was to run, screaming like a little girl, until I either found another shift back to Stark, or died. Oh, I ran, harder than I ever thought I could. To this day I'm amazed I still have my voice cause I so screamed like a little girl being chased by very scary ghosts.

I must have passed out cause I found myself waking up in All God's Village. Did I ever say that I hate my life. Well, I'm saying it now "I hate my life." I had to get out right quick before the villagers made me into their kebab, or whatever that male outsider sacrifice is called. Balance be damned, I hate this so much. As luck would have it, and a love of twins, I made it out of there only having lost my thrid arm and second head.

If there ever was a time to have a cold one, now was it. So I laid back in my chair, popped the top of my beer and turned on some touching Oprah. This lasted a whole ten minutes. I got a call on my cell from the boys in blue about that damned serial killer I've been trackin for months now. They had a lead, fuck yeah a damned lead. I was out the door in a flash.

***

At the request of a friend, Nana will name the references her dream had:

Waterworld-You know that shitty movie from the 90's with Kevin Costner and bad acting

Giant purple robot in retreat- Evangelion

Unintentional pick up and the monkeys- Hitchhikers' Guide to the Galaxy

Neo-Venezia- Aira

Mac Anu- .Hack

Alma- the FPS F.E.A.R

Arcadia, Stark, Crow, April, the Chaos- The Longest Journey

All God's village- Fatal Frame 2


NNM
This Spring Two dear friends, Yuyuko and Youmu, push the limits of reality.
With much preperation the two, okay maybe just Youmu, set out to save the world from Reimu's Balls
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Thursday, November 15, 2007

Found this
A quotation as it were:
"Moe. The dread spectre, the immortal enemy, the defiler which taints all that it comes into contact with. The scourge of moe has hordes under its banner, which reads "WAHA!" in reverence of their so-called supergirl. True otakudom is impossible to achieve without being tempted by the strong temptations of the Dark Side, the Moe Side, but far too many have succumbed to it over the years rather than overcome its illusory promises. The legions of moe worshippers that will fight to the death in defense of their dark gods posing as little sisters are innumerable.
These legions deserve nothing less than the purifying light of the Getter Beam, but the heretic Big Brother Brigade is strong in numbers and highly resistant to external attack thanks to a series of powerful *chan barriers. No, they are best obliterated from the inside out, but with only one successor to Hokuto Shin Ken at any given time the menace is poised to multiply without end, extending its vile tendrils in all directions and corrupting all that it touches such that even a devil may cry and be forced to make weekly sacrifices to the moe altars. Not even Optimus Prime was able to escape defeat at the hands of Moetron, but some still have the touch. Some still have the power.
Only those who have reached Super Seinen Level 3 or greater can hold off the oncoming wave of nekomimi maid gothlolis, but the Koikes, Saitos, and Nagais of the world are aging rapidly and cannot spearhead the fight against this Pedophile Posse for much longer. The time is nigh that chapters of Adeptus Gekigartes be formed to purge this heresy and put the "man" back in "manga" once and for all. Like John Matrix who came before us, the Anime World Order shall fight for love and smite the moe demons, banishing them back to the NHK depths from which they came, lest anime fandom be devoured whole by the Suzurins, Sakuras, Type Moons, and Keys of the world. The battle will be long and arduous, with our only ally being that American anime fans are by and large still interested in romantic relationships with other human beings. Yet without the tenets of the ACME Triangle of Excellence--vigilance, dedication, courage--it will only be a matter of time before the allures of the 2D girlfriend prove too mighty to withstand.
Endure. In enduring, grow strong."

Amusing, no? Couldn't have said it better myself

NNM
Samus
Ever fighting
Always in the lead

Lastly,
Gordon, What happen to you?
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Sitrep
This past sunday, Nana was very disorinted when she woke up. It started like the usual morning, woke around 7 for the usual relief break then went back to sleep. What happened then was the kicker.

***
In all the day's I've been at this job, I think that now is the best time to get away. We had to make a run for it, my partner and I. The question was where. We knew that they'd follow us no matter where we went, but we still ran.
Not long after we left, my partner's face was plastered all over the news. This made crossing the border much harder. Though I did wonder why I was not being called for. Maybe they thought that I hadn't defected yet. At the border, my partner left the vehicle and snuck around to the other side. Once I crossed, I had to chance the slight back track to pick him up. Everything seemed smooth sailing from there.
I was wrong.
That night, we stayed in an abandoned neighborhood. The night past without much trouble. The next morning I awoke to the sound of gun fire. They had found us. This would be a hard battle, for we had no weapons. If we could disable just one, we might stand a chance.
I took to the roof tops while my partner took the ground level. It was bad, I had four on me and had no idea where my partner was. In the end, all I could do was get away, alone. That night, I made up my mind to take on HQ. Stupid as that seemed, I felt it was the only choice. Alone, I could go undetected, for I knew that no one knew that I could shapeshift.
As one of the guards, I entered the base. My target was on the lowest floor. At the time I didn't know who was in charge. So when I arrived at the office, I was quite surprised. Chidori, I thought she was dead, no wait, she was suposed to be working with the rebellion. Why was she there?
Immediately I took action and had her by the throat. I wanted answers. But all she did was smile that cynical smile of hers and spit in my face. My anger took over and I drained the life from her, tossing her empty body aside like a weed. As I left the room, I changed back to my true form. Brushing the long brown hair from my violet eyes, I take one last look and leave.

***
The last part was in a third person point of view, so Nana knew what she looked like in the dream.
All this happened in a half an hour, cause when Nana checked the clock after she woke up, it read 7:35. She couldn't get to sleep after that.


NNM
My intentions are good,
And earnest, and true,
But under my hood,
Is internal combustion power,

And Satan is my motor,
Hear my motor power,
Satan is my motor, motor,
Hear my motor power,

Satan is the only one,
Who seems to understand,

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Thursday, November 8, 2007

Return of the Dreamscape
For those just joining us, Nana sometimes writes down her dreams in a sort of story format, as she feels that the whole recalling of small facts about a dream in a fairly non linear format quite tacky.

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I always felt I was different. Not the different most people think. I know I'm a lesbian, I know that guys are the scum of the earth, but I'd do anything for that Visa.
My search for a partner brought me to Independence, MO. Here I knew my bride to be is. Countless nights I spent, hanging out at G/L Bars. Going to Rainbow meetings. Yet in the end, I was wrong. My bride was not there, so I went to a new place.
The city of Rabanastre. A veritable metropolis full of all different types of people. Now I know I'm not a "furry" but I was so desperate for a bride that the Viera were starting to look good. Something about their slender bodies really drewmy eyes. I felt so ashamed.
I left Rabanastre for Titania mostly because I was afraid I might actually marry a Viera. Titania had it's share of strange people, but I was drawn to one in particular. Her name was Mercedes. A fairy by trade and a rambunctious one at that, I knew she was the one. And after weeks of flirting and other "such" things our wedding day was set.
The ceremony was going to be a hugh event. The whole Fairy kingdom ad well as most of Neverland was attending on Mercedes' side. As for my side, I had most of Coroscant and the Sith council was there. My dress was wonderful.
Soon enough it was time for the ceremony, Mercedes, who had for some reason turned into a guy, was waiting at the alter when I got a call that Shadows were on the loose. So not good, now the wedding had to be postponed. But I had a job to do and damn it all, my dress may not make it out alive. So I grabbed my magic Cards and my gun that is not a gun ad raced to the site.
There I found the rest of the team waiting: Samus, no name dude, some dog, Silmeria and Lennith, And finally, who could forget, Dexter.
We were set, we were ready, we.....

***
Nana woke up at that point. So anti climatic.


NNM
This Spring Two dear friends, Yuyuko and Youmu, push the limits of reality.
With much preperation the two, okay maybe just Youmu, set out to save the world from Reimu's Balls
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