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Birthday
• 1993-05-02
Gender
• Female
Location
• Here
Member Since
• 2005-05-30
Occupation
• Life preserver :)
Real Name
• Belina

Personal

Achievements
• http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb281/Soul_Resistance/Untitled.jpg... Nuff said
Anime Fan Since
• Ever since Pokemon
Favorite Anime
• I'm not that obsessed anymore, to be honest. Mostly just Kare Kano, Ceres, Furuba, Ouran Highschool Hostclub, FMA, and, of course, ShinChan. X3
Goals
• Make it out of here in one piece
Hobbies
• Paranoia, mood swings, and the occasional emotional meltdown
Talents
• :)

myOtaku.com: X Shadowme X

Thursday, December 28, 2006

ACT ONE (In which....Oh,just read it for yourself,jack-ass)
And now for a breif narrative that won't last long...

Only about 10 minutes until show-time,until the curtain lifted and he had to perform.And in case you can't tell by the focussed,practiced way he goes over his lines, out-loud,saying them to himself in the mirror; he knows this.And he's done this before,he knows the routine.'All right,kid.This is the final rehearsal for todays performance.' A voice in the back of his mind whispers to him,confidently.'Just remember-YOU.ARE.THE.BEST. And you've proved time that and time again.Theres bearly a single chance you can screw this up.So get out there and GIVE THEM MR.WHATEVERYBODYWANTS!'
In response,his soft,ever-so-red,beautiful mouth curves into a rather suspicious,myrth-filled smile."You got it,coach." He mermured.Coach.That was his name for the voice,which he assumed was his motivation,his drive."HEY! Maccie,are you going to stand in front of that mirror,talking to yourself all morning or are you going to come down and get some breakfest?!" His father shouts from somewhere outside Mac's room.
"Coming,Dad." Mac calls,getting his "Good Luck Charm" from his bereau and putting it in his pocket.As he left the room,he gave himself one last fake practice-smile in the mirror.His sandy blonde hair looked up to his usual standards,which where perfactly fabulous and seemingly-naturally tosseled.It really wasn't that complex of a style-in the front,it was a double-layored cutt.The top layor was basically just a bunch of short,somewhat-curly,scatted-looking bangs which reached to about the middle of his fore-head. The bottem layor,however,DEFINATLY SURPASSED the first one in length,and covered the skin between his ear and eye,on both sides of his face.Said bottem layor went came down about 5 inches past his jaw.
As for the back of his head,well, that part looked pretty insignificant and normal for obvious reasons.(Unless you count the somewhat-glossy grease-free shine his golden high-lights contributed.)
If you looked at Mac in dim-light his blue eyes weren't much to look at,but, at the moment the sun-light was pouring into his bed-room,via his bed-room window across from where he now stood, and shone on his face at the perfect angle;making his eyes reflect the light,and dyeing his iris's an alluring shade of saphire.Another light bonus effact-it also reveiled how dark (and long) his eye-lashes were.(Which was perhaps the reason he was almost always mistaken for a small-chested girl.)
His pupils were out-lined in white,making his eyes look abit like marbles.This,in fact,was one of his thoughts as he walked down-stairs-"Heh,I really am a gambler,aren't I? I mean,my eyes are marbles,and my job is to lie."

Now I really don't want to be telling you how Mac looked through-out this entire narrative,so I'm going to finsh it up now.Lets just say,appearance-wise,he was the perfect combination of Aaron Carter,Tom Cruise,a teenage Orlando Bloom,and Paris Hilton.(Wait,how did Paris Hilton get in there??)

"G'morning,family!" Mac sing-songed casually once he had reached the bottem of the stairs,and had walked into the kitchen.

"Mornin'." His dad and and sister,Maddie,replied in a mono-tone,in unision,without looking up from their breakfest.
"Good~ morning~,sweetie~!" Macs mother half sing-songed,half squeeked back with an almost-emberrissing amount of cheerfulness;and had practically sprang out of her chair and threw her arms around Mac, before he could escape.
'Heheheheheh,Mr.Whateverybodywants LIKES hugs and signs of affection,remember?' He told himself silently,qivering with self-restraint not to pull away from "Mother Dearests" horrid,constant signs of affection.'DO.IT.FOR.MOM.,DAMN YOU.' He told himself,again silently,with gritted teeth.Now in case you can't tell by Macs uncomfortable twitching,gritted teeth,and fake smile-he couldn't stand signs of affection.Lucky for him,his mother had chosen today to accidently over-dose on anti-depressents,thus making her over-affectionate and somewhat ditzy. At the moment,she was telling him something about how adurable it was that he was rehearsing his confession for whoever the "lucky girl" was."Wait...What?" Mac wisely took this oppertunaty to esacpe his mothers hug,which,on planet Mac Tait, is known as a death-trap.
His mother chuckled at his puzzled expression.
"Now,now,theres no reason to deny it,Mackie.Its obvious,even if you did.You,dear boy,have a crush." At this,the real Mac Tait,the one who was currently hiding behind the mask of Mr.Whateverybodywants,was flabbergasted.

The fake,somehow-subtle-looking smile plastered to his face was the only thing that kept his mouth dropping in shock and disguest.'A crush...' He thought,filled with disdain.'As in,an infatuation,as in a prelude to love...' Now Mac,the REAL Mac, had only 1 thing to say about this perposterous idea-"Ew.Ew,ew,ew,EWWWWWWWW!!" Of course,he didn't say that out-loud.After all,he wasn't SAPPOSED to be himself right now.He was sapposed to be Mr.Whateverybodywants,and no matter what,he MUST.NOT.BREAK.CHARACTER.
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All right,I'm going to have to stop there.Sorry.
G'night,everybody.~Shadowme(yuki)~

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