A girl in a bright red sweater sits comfortably in her chair as the dark liquid drips from a cut, falling to the ground with a gentle caress. She is content. She doesn't show how furious she is, instead she allows the blood to be her proof.
She's dying inside. Every time they lie, she can feel it. Eating away at her, like so many maggots after a corpse. She can feel it tear her heart, tear her soul, tear everything about her in two. She wants to scream, 'What the hell is wrong with you?', but she knows she'll be ignored. The girl knows she's right, yet the sadness still blooms strong and true, just like the tulips in her front yard.
She can
I can smell it, that hot, burning liquid that pours through the veins of these people. The burn in my throat making it all the more painful to watch as the crimson drips down from a cut hand, falling to the floor in oh-so irresistible droplets. Why must humans be so fragile? Why must her blood seem so sweet? She is less and less of a person now and more and more like prey. I wonder how her blood would taste?
Would it be bitter?
Sweet?
Intoxicating?
Or as I suspect will it burn?
Will it burn down my throat as it pass through? There is only one way to know for sure. My family's feelings hold me back, but even that can't sedate me here fore
Morbid Curosity: Chapter One by Foamyfan666, literature
Literature
Morbid Curosity: Chapter One
I am retelling this account not of my own amusement, but to serve as a precaution to all those that believe themselves to be invincible. I know now that this will never be true, something will always bite you in the ass in the end, and it definitely won't matter how tough, how jaded, how strong you are, you will end up doing things that will eventually destroy you and everything you have ever worked for.
It will inevitably lead to your demise.
For me, my number was up the moment I stepped into this house, of course, I, like so many fools before me actually believed that staying there would be a good idea. How wrong I was. How foolish. Had I
I did not really understand what Constantine wished to show me that was so crucial. I knew I could not trust him, yet my curosity had been piqued and I needed to sedate that desire before I was in over my head. Currently, he was flicking his moonlight pale fingers against the massive bookshelf filled to overflowing of thick leather bound volumes, his back to me, allowing an ample opportunity to escape, but I did not make the attempt, not out of fear of what punishment would await me if I did run away, but sheer morbid curosity.
After another moment of tense anticipation, my master finally turned to me his violet eyes pinning my blue and haze
Two Pyschopaths- Chapter 2 by Foamyfan666, literature
Literature
Two Pyschopaths- Chapter 2
"Okay, so what do we need Aiko-sama?"
"Hm, we need, poison needles for you, a coupla knives for me, um, some plant food for Zetsu, some fishsticks for Kisame, why he wants them, I have no clue, um, Leader wants some marshmellows, mmm, Marshmellows..... anyway, a shovel for Hidan, okay, so he didn't actually ask for that, but still it'll be funny. um, Kakuzu or however the hell you say his name asked for nothing, because he is a cheapsake, Deidara needs, um, er, condoms, the sick bastard, Sasori wanted shit, weed killer, I guess he hates Zetsu. And finally, Herbal Essences for Itachi. Wait.... these are the fearsome seven missing n
Two Psychopaths
Character Name: Rumiko Kimura
Nicknames: Rumi, Demon, Miko, Kimmy
Age: 18
Height: 5'7
Possible match: Itachi
Occupation: Whatever the hell she wants/ Akatsuki member
Appearance: Ash black hair and bright blue eyes. She is in shape because she loves to run and usually is found running away from someone or something..........
Personality: She is sarcastic. It doesnt take very much to make her angry, and it is then she enters her 'I hate the world and everyone in it' phase where she just destroys everything. However, she is not emo, so Itachi cannot hunt her down. If she hates you, she will probably ignore you. If y
As the seasons started to change, the expecting mother gazed out the front windows of the living room. The couple had lived at 1861 Briar Wood Drive over 10 years. The house was old with wood floors that creaked and huge maple trees in the front that swayed when the wind would blow.
She watched the school children walk by kicking the freshly cut grass off of the sidewalk. She wondered what her life would be like when her baby arrived. Diane looked at the clock and began to feel lonely. Her husband, Stephan, was supposed to be home three hours ago. Due to his rigorous work schedule at the military base, the couple had grown apart.
Dian
A girl in a bright red sweater sits comfortably in her chair as the dark liquid drips from a cut, falling to the ground with a gentle caress. She is content. She doesn't show how furious she is, instead she allows the blood to be her proof.
She's dying inside. Every time they lie, she can feel it. Eating away at her, like so many maggots after a corpse. She can feel it tear her heart, tear her soul, tear everything about her in two. She wants to scream, 'What the hell is wrong with you?', but she knows she'll be ignored. The girl knows she's right, yet the sadness still blooms strong and true, just like the tulips in her front yard.
She can
I can smell it, that hot, burning liquid that pours through the veins of these people. The burn in my throat making it all the more painful to watch as the crimson drips down from a cut hand, falling to the floor in oh-so irresistible droplets. Why must humans be so fragile? Why must her blood seem so sweet? She is less and less of a person now and more and more like prey. I wonder how her blood would taste?
Would it be bitter?
Sweet?
Intoxicating?
Or as I suspect will it burn?
Will it burn down my throat as it pass through? There is only one way to know for sure. My family's feelings hold me back, but even that can't sedate me here fore
Morbid Curosity: Chapter One by Foamyfan666, literature
Literature
Morbid Curosity: Chapter One
I am retelling this account not of my own amusement, but to serve as a precaution to all those that believe themselves to be invincible. I know now that this will never be true, something will always bite you in the ass in the end, and it definitely won't matter how tough, how jaded, how strong you are, you will end up doing things that will eventually destroy you and everything you have ever worked for.
It will inevitably lead to your demise.
For me, my number was up the moment I stepped into this house, of course, I, like so many fools before me actually believed that staying there would be a good idea. How wrong I was. How foolish. Had I
Two Pyschopaths- Chapter 2 by Foamyfan666, literature
Literature
Two Pyschopaths- Chapter 2
"Okay, so what do we need Aiko-sama?"
"Hm, we need, poison needles for you, a coupla knives for me, um, some plant food for Zetsu, some fishsticks for Kisame, why he wants them, I have no clue, um, Leader wants some marshmellows, mmm, Marshmellows..... anyway, a shovel for Hidan, okay, so he didn't actually ask for that, but still it'll be funny. um, Kakuzu or however the hell you say his name asked for nothing, because he is a cheapsake, Deidara needs, um, er, condoms, the sick bastard, Sasori wanted shit, weed killer, I guess he hates Zetsu. And finally, Herbal Essences for Itachi. Wait.... these are the fearsome seven missing n
Two Psychopaths
Character Name: Rumiko Kimura
Nicknames: Rumi, Demon, Miko, Kimmy
Age: 18
Height: 5'7
Possible match: Itachi
Occupation: Whatever the hell she wants/ Akatsuki member
Appearance: Ash black hair and bright blue eyes. She is in shape because she loves to run and usually is found running away from someone or something..........
Personality: She is sarcastic. It doesnt take very much to make her angry, and it is then she enters her 'I hate the world and everyone in it' phase where she just destroys everything. However, she is not emo, so Itachi cannot hunt her down. If she hates you, she will probably ignore you. If y
As the seasons started to change, the expecting mother gazed out the front windows of the living room. The couple had lived at 1861 Briar Wood Drive over 10 years. The house was old with wood floors that creaked and huge maple trees in the front that swayed when the wind would blow.
She watched the school children walk by kicking the freshly cut grass off of the sidewalk. She wondered what her life would be like when her baby arrived. Diane looked at the clock and began to feel lonely. Her husband, Stephan, was supposed to be home three hours ago. Due to his rigorous work schedule at the military base, the couple had grown apart.
Dian
Once there was a a beautiful young girl who lived in a small town just south of Farmersburg. Her parents had to go to town for a while, so they left their daughter home alone, but protected by her dog, which was a very large collie.
The parents told the girl to lock all the windows and doors after they had left. And at about 8:00pm the parents went to town. So doing what she was told the girl shut and locked evey window and every door. But there was one window in the basement that would not close completely.
Trying as best as she could she finally got the window shut, but it would not lock. So she left the window, and went back upstairs. Bu
1. Go up to random people and ask them if they have ever tried cat meat.
2. Ask the waitress if you can have a booster seat for your imaginary friend. (If you are an adult it will be funnier.) When they refuse, throw a fit and storm out of the resturant.
3. Begin your sentences with 'Oh La La!'
4. Call the operator and ask for dates.
5. Reply to everything someone says with 'That's what you think.'
6. Refer to everyone as 'mortal'.
7. Refer to yourself as 'God'.
8. Determine how many cups of coffee is 'too many'. (You can never have enough coffee! Muahaha!)
9. Drum on every available surface.
10. Force everyone you work with to remov
Life Lessons I Have Learned
1. Police don't care if you didn't do it, and your friend did, they will arrest you anyway.
2. People don't like being called 'My Whore'.
3. Trying to convert your friends to 'animeolgy' usually ends in disaster.
4. I am not a vampire. I cannot fly.
5. Nor can I walk up trees.
6. When going thorugh a gate, always make sure it is open!
7. Your parents probably will find out that you dyed your hair purple.
8. Don't get your belly button pierced at a place where the employees are the same age as you.
9. Nor should you get a tattoo from there.
10. Headphones for your cell are creepy.
11. Especially if you ar
Current Residence: Hell, but I'm thinking of moving to Russia. Favourite genre of music: Come on, this should be apparent. Favourite photographer: Hm, have to get back to you about that... Favourite style of art: Manga Operating System: Sugar/Coca Cola MP3 player of choice: Um... Uh, first I would have to have one. Shell of choice: Human. I think. Hang on let me check..... Yep! Wallpaper of choice: Whatever the hell I want it to be, it's my fucking wallpaper. Skin of choice: O.o What the hell?! Favourite cartoon character: Foamy, Gir and Gaz Personal Quote: Madness is merely curosity.
Favourite Movies
Nightmare on Elm Street, Near Dark, The Omen, and many more.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Three Days Grace, Within Tempatation, Arch Enemy, Flyleaf, AC/DC, Michelle Branch, and many more
Favourite Writers
Shakespeare, yes I fucking like Shakespeare.
Favourite Games
Haunting Ground
Favourite Gaming Platform
X-box
Tools of the Trade
Are these tools sharp? Ooh, sharp things. *Sparkle eyes* Yay for weapons!
Other Interests
Maiming/Killing/Torture, ponies, and laughing at the stupidity of others.
Oh crap. I completely and utterly neglected this site for so long that I almost forgot my password on here. *sweatdrop*
Anyway, there isn't much going on with me. I'm still looking for a job, still looking for a new school. Bet you didn't know my top two schools already said no. D:
Doesn't mean I'll give up though, if I keep pissing them off, maybe the school will just say "Eff it, let her in."
But, other than the that and the family issues, my life is good. Friends are always awesome and caring and great.
Not much to say, except, if you remember me at all, talk to me! I'll try to answer as soon as I can~
Okay, so I rented Batman: Arkham Asylum for xBox 360, right? And you know, it's an awesome game (They have Mark Hamil doing the voice of the Joker, what's not to like about THAT?!) but I can't get past the Scarecrow nightmare sequence. WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT TO WALK PAST THIS FUCKER?! Top it off, he looks like effing Freddy Kruger, and turns into a motherfucking GIANT, and I am offcially thinking of giving up. It's just too much fun though, I am going to have to buy this game and figure a way past Fear Himself. Seriously, I think I am going crazy over this game. It also makes me think that the Batman villians aren't insane, just really, reall
Hello everyone!
I am so sorry that I haven't been around very often, I'm in a bit of a messed up situation right now and I'm trying to deal with it as best I can, but it is taking up most of my time and energy and I'm so close to just breaking down and giving up on it that I just can't have other things bothering me. I am trying though. Lately I've been inspired to write Twilight fanfiction, but in a different approach from the books. Since I love violent and bloodthirsty vampires, guess what the Cullen's are going to turn into? *Grins*
Actually only just one of them is a bloodthirsty vampire, and no I won't tell who. So I've got that on my
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RULES: 1- You can hug the person who hugged you! 2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least! 3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page! 4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet) 5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away