Saturday, January 5, 2008

OC Profile!
Shirotori Sarako (Bleach)

Age: 15
DOB: December 1
Height: 5'7" (152.4 CM)
Weight: 110 lbs (49 kilo)
Weapon: Whip-like Zanpakuto, Akado
Spiritual form:

To release: 'Bleed, Akado.'
lovers: < < Best friend: Reiko Sado
Favorite food: Miso ramen
Favorite TV show: Carnivore Kingdom
Favorite Band: Nightwish
Favorite Phrase: "The blade is what the soul makes it. The soul is what love makes it."
Past: Was the only child of two Soul Reapers, Shirotori Horaji of the 11th Division and Yuzuyu Umasada of the fifth division. They were both killed by a Hollow while she was very young, and she was taken in by Ayumi Rengeko, who took her to the human world.
(Horaji and Umasada)

(Ayumi Rengeko)

(Young Sarako)

In the human world, the two met the newly orphaned Reiko Sado and took her in as well. The three girls became like sisters, and Sarako and Reiko eventually entered school. There, Sarako met Kasumi Lumina and Yasutora Sado.

(Reiko Sado)

(Kasumi Lumina)

She briefly returned to the soul Society, where she met Gin Ichimaru and became romantically attatched to him. She also received her sword, and managed to reach Bankai in an ungodly short amount of time Shortly afterwards, the Bleach series began.

(Sarako with Akado)

Future:
Marries Chad at the age of 22, and not long after has her first child, Yuriko ^_^

(Yuriko as a child)

(Grown up Yuriko)

She becomes a housewife and stay-at-home mom, but maintains her temper, and keeps Akado around her waist at all times. She also improved her cooking with Orihime's help. When Yuriko was three, Chad was killed by an unknown warrior, and Sarako took care of Yuriko on her own for a year, supporting her daughter by taking a job at the Kurosaki Clinic.

A year after her husband's death, Sarako was sitting at home when someone knocked on the door. She got up and answered it, and found Gin on her doorstep. "I've given you a year to get oyur affairs in order, Sarako-chan. Now, come with me, Darling." he said. She stepped away, only to be grabbed and dragged into the Soul Society by Gin, whom she later realized killed Chad.

She was forced into marriage, and also forced to stay within the Soul Society. During her stay in the Soul Society, she bore Gin a daughter, Watashi-no-Mono-no-Mottomo-Nikushimi-Ko, meaning Most Hated Child of Mine, called Wata-chan by everyone but her mother.

(Watashi-no-Mono-no-Mottomo-Nikushimi-Ko)

By Shufumei's timeline, she is still being kept by her husband Gin, in a locked room in a tower.


BishonenofNight, SerasSakura, and myself are currently doing in-depth profiles of our RP charecters. Tomorrow, I'm gonna do my Beowulf RPC...
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Tuesday, January 1, 2008

   7 MINUTES AND COUNTING!!!!
'Sup, peeps? Well, happy almost new years ^__^

Expect a few countdowns and shit from me, okies? Like top ten vids I've seen this year, top ten anime moments this year, ETC.

I have 100 GB entries *hugs you all* I <3 ya'll, mi amigos y amigas.

In this past year, I've had two BF's, my Tenshi-sama, whom is still dear to me, and the love of my life, my Dark Dream Come True, Mein Dunkel Prinz, Daniel... Wow... Four BF's in all XD

five more minutes, uhhh...

I WANT TO THANK MY PARENTS, BECAUSE WITHOUT THEM, I WOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN THIS FAR XD XD XD

four more minutes...

I like cheese, but only with macaroni, otherwise I'd sooner barf it up ^_^ Sad but true!

snowycloud is afraid of needles, and she's now fourten ^^ You go, sistah!

Three more minutes...

Number of papercuts from reading encyclopedias for information? Down considerably. Number of people with carpal tunnel syndrome from constantly clicking and typing on Wikipedia: Up 50% higher XD

Two more minutes...

I still have a crush on Seto Kaiba XD Yu-Gi-Oh was my first anime obssession, along with Pokemon, but Pokemon has no bishies XD

One more minute...

Ok, I'm still hopelessly devoted to Seto-san.... -//- STFU...

Soon enough... I won't stop typing till it's midnight! Till Hellcorrespondence.com opens....

HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!!!! *hug*
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Friday, December 28, 2007

Behold, my site still names me Uzumaki Hinata, wife of Naruto XD So, I have to put some Hinata-chan vids up!

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Tuesday, December 25, 2007

   Swag Report, by Sara E. Tepes!
Shitload of Stephen King stuff
Special edition Highlander DVD with Queen CD bonus
Vampire Hunter D special edition DVD
A doll
$75 in Wet Seal gift cards
Donnie Darko DVD
L'ame Immortelle CD, Io Jahre
E Nomine CD, Finsternis
Hellsing Collector's Edition pocket watch, #176/666
Bela Lugosi movies
Alfred Hitchcock movies
Dracula, the Dark Prince *a very good movie*
Vlad Dracula biographies
Nightmare on Elm Street series
Archery set
DearS vol. 1
A purse
socks
a necklace made of lava rock
New pajamas

That's all for now ^__^ I'm going to my Uncle Rus' later.

Have a very merry Christmas, and happy holidays!

So, tag, what'd you get?
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Monday, December 24, 2007

   Have a happy Christmas eve, my friends!


GO PIPPERS! XD
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Thursday, December 20, 2007

   ...My Bf would do this @_@

For the twelve days of Christmas, your true love will send you:

Twelve robots drumming Eleven carolers a-caroling Ten ice skaters a-leaping Nine ladies baking cookies Eight sheep a-milking Seven gingerbread men a-crumbling Six puppies a-barking Five golden coins Four calling telemarketers Three French chefs bearing escargot Two starving Olsen twins And a crazy homeless person in an apple tree

What Will You Get for the 12 Days of Christmas?

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Monday, December 17, 2007

   RP OC's
Based on RP's with SearasSakura and BishonenoftheNightAV, tektek style X3 It's damn addictive... And, as stated in the charecter skeleton sheet, a taste of the charrie ~_~

Highlander:
Sorina Zapada


Sorina looked around at the crowd in front of her, all of them cheering, like forty years ago, like eighty years ago, like a hundred years ago, like when she was a true child, singing for the guests of her father's house.
She looked at them all with a soft smile. "NEW YORK, ARE YOU READY TO ROOOOCK?!" she screamed into the microphone. The crowd shouted their answer right back at her.
"C'mon, Sorina, give it to us!" a man in the front row called to her. She looked down.
"Duncan!" she called. The muscular immortal was dressed like any normal man of the time, showing off his fair features. Sorina looked around for Connor, loving hope shining in her yellow eyes. Duncan sighed. Sorina's heart belonged to Connor, forever.
"Dulaman, dulaman, quela, dulaman, dulaman, quela..." someone began from near the back. Sorina's eyes jerked.
"Connor..." she whispered.
"Dulaman, along the..."
Connor and Sorina sang the opening to one of New York's best concerts of the year, and in those few minutes, they were lovers, like in all the times they danced, they were lovers until the beat ended, like every night they found each other, they were always lovers until dawn.
Always lovers, always to part.

Lord of the Rings:
Qwir


"Witch, I say. Up the same vein as Saruman." a villager whispered. His comapnion nodded. Another spat at her as she walked. She kept her head high the entire time, holding her daughter's hands.
"Momma, why do they hate you?" the blonde asked, looking at her mother with deep silver eyes. Her mother looked down. "They're assholes, that's exactly why." she explained. The little girl nodded. "Daddy will be coming home, so I'll endure these superstitious fools..."
The young woman sighed. The curse of being a mage in Rohan after the War of the Ring. it didn't matter that her husband was King Eomer's right hand man, oh no.
She felt a small pulse inside of her and sighed. Not that any of that mattered to her. As long as these fools did nothing to her family, she would be fine with their jeers and curses.
"THE OUTRIDER'S ARE BACK! LORD EAODEN'S MEN HAVE RETURNED!!!!!" a boy screamed. The woman let out a radiant smile. "Your daddy's back, Skye!" she said. The small blonde released her mother's and and ran forward. Qwir looked at her other daughter.
Not Eaoden's, oh no, the rape-child of Boromir, a little child incapable of love even if she tried. "Mirwen, are you all right?" The child answered as always, with a quick, monotone "Yes, Mother."
Qwir sighed again. At least tonight, the lovemaking between herself and her husband would make all that was wrong vanish. She held onto that thought with a perverted smirk and lick of the lips.

Hell Girl:
Kumiko Masami


She's lived so long, she's forgotten what life is.
What is she? Where did she come from? Why is she still alive?
Is it for her?
Yes... She's alive because she is in love with her...
The Hell Girl... The only one who seems to know her, the only one to say her name...
And she will protect that girl to the last...

My fave design is Qwir, and my fave charrie overall is Kumiko-chan XD
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Saturday, December 15, 2007

It reminds me of the Darkest Soul, and of the only one for which my own soul bleeds,,,
Fur Mein Dunkel Prinz


The lyrics, since he can't see vids:
Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you
I am nothing more than to see you there

(chorus)
And maybe tonight
We'll fly so far away
We'll be lost
Before the dawn

If only night could hold you where I can see you, my love
Then let me never ever awake again

(chorus)
And maybe tonight
We'll fly so far away
We'll be lost
Before the dawn

Somehow I know that we can't wake again from this dream
It's not real but its ours

(chorus)
Maybe tonight
We'll fly so far away
We'll be lost
Before the dawn

And maybe tonight
We'll fly so far away
We'll be lost
Before the dawn

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Monday, December 10, 2007

   Awesome vids ^_^
OMFG!!!


*cries on the inside*

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

   Random-ass fic based off of an ongoing RP!
If you can guess which of your fellow otakuites are in this, you get a cookie! One is in the fic, the other is mentioned throughout!

"Momma, how come daddy's hands are so big?"

The woman looked up from her laptop and stared at the little girl. "Huh?" she asked.

"Why's daddy's hands so big?" the girl repeated.

The woman closed her laptop, stood up, and took her small daughter into her arms.

"Because your daddy is big. And his hands match!" she answered with a smile.

Yes, everything about her husband was big. His muscles, his smile, his heart (at times, only towards his wife and child.), his hands and feet, his co

"I know that, but whyyyyyyy?" the girl whined. Her mother sighed.

So many different answers ran through her head.

Your daddy's a mercenary, Alice, so he needs those big hands for when his guns and blades don't work so he can snap the necks of whatever poor bastard is inbetween him and his goal. He kills people to support us, Alice, and you are so, so young, so incapable of understanding that. And if you can, darling, you would never understand the thrill your daddy gets out of it. No one can, not even Momma, and I try so hard to. Your daddy has those big hands so he can kill people with them, so we can live in this bloody big house, so that he can have fun, so that he can get back into my arms quickly. That, Alice in Draculand, is why your daddy has those big hands.

She shook the thought off. That wasn't the only reason, his hands were not made for just killing.

Your daddy has big hands that I love to hold, hands that have supported me as long as I can remember. They were hands that held you when you were just a small baby, hands that hold you still.

The woman smiled.

"Your dad's hands are big to protect you, Alice. He makes the world better for you, and he shelters you with those hands. His hands are big for your protection, Alice."

Alice's grey eyes looked into her mother's. The woman smiled and kissed her daughter's pale forehead.

The front door was unlocked, and Alice shook with excitement, making her brown pigtails squirm. Her mother set her down, and the little girl went running into her father's arms.

end


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