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You Are Kagome: Your perserverance is admirable and
your determination unequaled. Your primary
concern is for others, but you can be
shortsighted in the long run and sometimes too
trusting.


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Had no choice but to firend thebratqueen after reading Trainspotting/ Pirates of the Caribbean Heathen Gods Drabble. Nothing for it; had to be done.

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Lines and lyrics and quotes are always popping into my head. It happens several times a day.I hear them in my head, in the original voice, and I can't place them. Sometimes I can, and it takes me minutes or hours or even a week or two. Sometimes I never do.

Just about 20 seconds ago, it was, "Breathe the free air." Now what's that from? I haven't a clue. But it's lingering. is it The Matrix? LotR: FotR? I keep thinking it's some film.

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Does anyone have screencaps of ( spoilers for RotK movie )

Anyone?

an old addage now: make smut, not war.

So I randomly read (of all things) a one-shot Spirited Away mild smut fic, which despite the disconcerting quality of being a smutty fic based on a totally innocent family film, was actually pretty good. The smut part, I mean. The location of said smut was a bit strange, but I brushed it off.

Nevertheless, at least five reviewers complained about the characters having sex in the alley. ::snert:: Clearly these people have never been exposed to the joys of Spikefic. Or porn. Their loss. Huzzah!


Hmm... Looking at my Fight Club icon now, and considering the age of the characters in the actual Spirited Away film (not the fic), I find I must quote Marla... "I haven't been fucked like that since grade school."

Yeah, it sounded about that wrong in the movie, too. ::giggle::


On second thought, I left a review too complaining about the alley sex. Because neither of these characters are the living undead, therefore they are probably susceptible to infections. What makes me cringe, makes me review. Huzzah!

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I nned to make an Aragorn icon from a poem: "My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings" I think it will be very cool.

addiction has hit once more...

I've discovered my newest weakness... Miroku/Sango IY fanfiction. Inuyasha and Kagome as a pairing? ----BORING! Give me the holy-minded pervert who is a walking time bomb for death, and the warrior girl with a chip on her shoulder the size of Mt. Fuji.

I will be wrecking my new favorites very soon.


Sugoi! There's even super-cute doujinshi for it!

http://www.anzwers.org/free/yakusoku/kasumi1.htm

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::listens with quiet happiness to newly acquired Violent Femmes CD on sale::

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sabrinanymph:I love how Legolas had literally like half a dozen words to say.
I love how Legolas has literally like half a dozen words to say in EVERY movie and yet he is the one with hordes of fan girls.
rashaka: I love being a Legolas fangirl. That scene where he walks into ( Read more... )

room? I almost died. You'll probably find 6 years of my life still hanging about in the AMC theater in downtown San Jose, third row from the bar.
sabrinanymph: Ha! I'll have to go and retrieve it for you! You can't have just like, six years of your life lurking about for anyone to pick up.
rashaka: It's like post mortem fandom insurance! When I die I'll be guaranteed a six year haunting of excellent middle seating with aisle leg room, where I can sit and watch movies, and occaisonally posess the body sitting in my chair to grope the people next to me. And any time I hate the movie, I'll use my ghostly haunting powers to automatically switch it to Lord of the Rings!
sabrinanymph: And yes, I LIKE that idea. I need to leave six years so that I can have a six year haunting too... I might have to wait until like a Snape moment or something seeing as how I can think of nothing that might trigger such a response from me at this point!
rashaka: You dare compare Snape to Legolas? VILLAIN! ::blows raspberry at you::
sabrinanymph: ::snickers rudely::


I know. She's a sad, sad one who can't truly, heartfeltedly appreciate the Legoluv. Have patience with her, my friends. She'll come around one day. They always do. ::nods wisely, like Gandalf::

sabrinanymph: I did say that I wouldn't mind him on a pedastal for me to admire all day long...

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oh my.

there was an earthquake today.

i slept through it.

here's my moment of silence for the 3 dead.


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some how it always amazes me to think about living in a place where they don't prepare for earthquakes. i got a profound sense of that when i visited washington d.c. i looked around and thought "how come all these old buildings haven't fallen down yet? none of them are reinforced or anything." that's just how i think, even though i know that there is no need in places like that. i could move to a state that's never had a single earthquake in it's existence, and i'd still be bolting my bookshelves to the wall. it's automatic.

"Confrontation At the House of Blue Leaves"

circe_tigana's Heathen Gods Challenge meets Kill Bill.

. Huzzah! .

I thought about making it funny. But really, KB is a movie that's all about pain and movement. So I went with that.



"Confrontation At the House of Blue Leaves"

Snow drifted down on the bones of the pirates, pale anachronisms that stood in the moonlight and watched a battle more brutal and more beautiful than ever they had witnessed hence.

The bodies of the two women turned around each other like dolphins at sea, blades that flashed like fins in starlight and hair dipped in oceans of sweat and blood. More shocking than the beauty was the hate that seeped into around them each time a sword cut the air. To see such viciousness manifest between two mere women—one in a harlot’s body suit, yellow like a bloodied sun, one garbed as finely as a queen of the Orient—it hushed the pirates, awed them so that they stood silently in the garden of The House of Blue Leaves, watching.

They watched as the battle ended as soon as it began, watched the lady crumble like a tower, watched the yellow woman walk on with her head held high. Only when it was once again just the garden, the corpse, and the snow in the moonlight did the pirates remember to pluck the coin from neck of the foreign warrior queen.

I love Foxtrot

http://www.ucomics.com/foxtrot/2003/12/19/

400 years ago in "sort of kinda Japan" or 300 years ago in the Caribbean... there's a difference?

"Look at this!" Shippou squealed as he plucked the gold piece from the hands of the merchant's dead bodyguard. "Neat!"

Kagome plucked it from Shippou's hands in turn, and examined it with a reluctant face. "Well, it's kind of nasty looking, but it is gold. Still, I don't think we should be taking money from the dead like this."

She was still frowning at it when Inuyasha grabbed the coin and sniffed it. Smells like normal gold, he thought, and he tossed it back to the kitsune child. "Keep it. The skull looks good, and we can use it to buy shelter if the monk's scheming doesn't work when we reach the next village."

"Or if he mishandles the host's eldest daughter again," Sango snapped as she joined them. "Where is that perverted houshi, anyway?"

"He went ahead to the village to investigate some local rumors about ghost sailors," Kagome replied.

Inuyasha snorted. "Probably made up the damn rumor to get a warm place to sleep."

"I don't like ghosts," Shippou said, and clutched the coin in his tiny kitsune claws.

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One of the many 9 lives of Kuro-neko is explained...

"Oh my love, my precious! My beauties! My glorious fountains of sugar!"

With exaggerated ceremony Vash raised a fresh donut from the box, bring it under his nose to savor the scent. With a grin almost as big as---no, exactly as big as---a child's at the birthday table, the legendary gunman, Humanoid Typhon, 60 billion double-dollar prize outlaw, and all around buffoon Vash The Stampede bit into his favorite culinary delicasy: sweet, thick, sugar-coated donuts filled with cream and...gold?

Vash opened his mouth and looked down at his donut. "Well that's funny," he said aloud.

"What's funny?" Wolfwood asked, blocking the sun from his eyes with one and secretly stealing a donut with the other. Vash held up the coin.

"It was hiding in my breakfast."

"Hmmm." The priest adopted a serious expression and stared for a while, before commenting, "Let's hawk it."

"No!" Vash said indignantly. "This treasure was a gift from the donut gods! Besides..." He smiled, pleased with himself, "I think I've just found a perfect Christmas present for the overly violent insurance girl."

"It has a skull and crossbones."

"She'll appreciate it. Violent people love that sort of thing."

Just before he could pocket the coin, however, a black shape dropped onto his head, mewled, bit him in the ear, and ran off with his treasure. Vash rubbed his tender ear and frowned. "Have I seen that cat before?"

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