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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;quot;Hn... ah.&amp;quot; He sat up and looked around. The room was dark, and the heat was oppressive. &amp;quot;Niisan?&amp;quot; He reached out to shake his older brother&apos;s shoulder and was met only with a lump of blankets. He sighed and pushed his own blanket onto the floor and stood using the wall for support. He made his way to the door and peered out into the hallway. The large door that led outside was open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Niisan...&amp;quot; He dressed quickly, twice interrupted by a fit of coughing. The house was quiet except for the drone of cicadas. He covered his nose and mouth with a paper mask and slowly made his way to the large door. There was a dark figure silhouetted against the water just beyond the front steps. He smiled as a sense of calm washed over him and carefully descended the stone steps which had been dampened by a summer rain. Once he was a little closer he called out to the figure. &amp;quot;Niisan!&amp;quot; It turned and he gasped as he stumbled on a root. Strong hands caught him before he could fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Rex, you&apos;re not supposed to be outside.&amp;quot; The figure chided softly, voice warm and inviting. He wrapped his arms around the figure and hid his face against its shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Niisan...&amp;quot; He paused and glanced at the water. Four paper lanterns were floating in the water. The wind blew through the trees, sounding like a mournful wail and pushed the tiny lights further from the shore. &amp;quot;What are those?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;They are the spirits of those who have died. I&apos;m sending them back where they belong.&amp;quot; One lantren still rested at their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why, niisan?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The figure smiled and ruffled his hair. He cried out in annoyance. &amp;quot;These spirits are restless. They need to be shown the way to the afterlife.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Oh...&amp;quot; He watched the lights grow smaller and dimmer. The sharp cry of a crow pierced the still night and he tightened his grip on the pitch black figure which eclipsed even the light of the full moon. The final lantern was scooped up and pressed into his hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Guide me to the afterlife, Rex.&amp;quot; Before he could ask the meaning of such words, he was gently guided to the edge of the water. The water shone brighter then the moon, reflecting a hundred different colors at once. He bent down and set the lantern afloat, barely disturbing the serene surface of the water. He turned back to the figure, smiling triumphantly... and gasped, recoiling at what he saw. The figure had grown many times his height into a twisted shape of a muscular man. It stared at him with ice blue eyes surrounded by nothing but darkness. Grey hair stuck out from its head and trailed down one shoulder in a long pony tail. Red lines crossed its body and marked its face in an intricate design. He stepped backwards towards the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;No!&amp;quot; And a hand grabbed his arm, pulling him away from the water&apos;s edge. &amp;quot;Rex...&amp;quot; Gone was the kindness and warmth he had felt moments before. The figure spoke with a rough and weary voice. &amp;quot;Keep the promise you made to me, Rex. No matter what.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Ni...niisan!&amp;quot; He reached for the figure again and cried out as pain arced through his left arm. He held it up and gasped at the symbol reveled there. &amp;quot;Niisan, your birthmark!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The figure smiled sadly and shook its head. &amp;quot;I chose the path of darkness, Rex. Take that, gather the others like it and defeat us. Only then can we rest in peace.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Niisan!&amp;quot; Another mournful wail echoed through the trees and he turned his gaze skyward to see a great crimson dragon soaring overhead. He looked back and reached for the figure again. It shook its head and he watched in horror as it crumbled, dissolving into a million tiny spiders which raced into the trees. &amp;quot;NIISAN!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mysweetzoi (2:40:05 AM):	Also, Crow totally needs to have an unrequited crush on someone in canon. IT NEEDS TO HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:40:16 AM):	(I personally think it should be Yuusei, but that&apos;s just me.)&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:41:16 AM):	Further, I have the most random purse EVER.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:41:21 AM):	I was digging for my flashdrives&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:41:27 AM):	Hah&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:41:30 AM):	Jaeger&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:41:37 AM):	. . . GOD NO&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:41:39 AM):	You know it&apos;s true&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:41:44 AM):	NO&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:41:46 AM):	NONONO&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:42:05 AM):	. . . MR DAEDALUS&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:42:14 AM):	who will turn out to be Godwin&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:42:20 AM):	Who will *further* turn out to be Crow&apos;s father&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:42:38 AM):	:&apos;3&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:42:40 AM):	giving the poor kid such serious issues that we will get two badly-written episodes about his mental state and how he got there.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:42:46 AM):	XD&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:42:55 AM):	At which point Yuusei will engage him in a Healing Signer Duel&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:43:14 AM):	and Crow will proceed to be magically reunited with his father and - wait, they already did that.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:43:32 AM):	My bad.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:43:36 AM):	:&apos;D&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:43:49 AM):	Everyone gets to meet their parents&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:43:54 AM):	*nod*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:43:58 AM):	Except Yuusei, WHO HAS NONE.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:44:11 AM):	He has a father o_O&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:44:18 AM):	Dead.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:44:21 AM):	Jack doesn&apos;t have any parents&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:44:31 AM):	Has that ever stopped YGO before?&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:44:32 AM):	Jack&apos;s are probably also dead.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:44:37 AM):	^&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:44:38 AM):	. . . um&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:44:51 AM):	*thinks about this*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:44:52 AM):	Yes.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:45:09 AM):	Atem never got to ask Akunamkanon-whatsis why he made the Millennium Items.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:45:21 AM):	(did I actually spell that right? My manga are 30 miles away, I can&apos;t check.)&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:45:23 AM):	Yes he did...&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:45:30 AM):	Not in manga.&lt;br /&gt;icon IM History with buddy mysweetzoi&lt;br /&gt;Monday, February 02, 2009&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:45:32 AM):	He got the answer in the end&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:45:36 AM):	He asked, but the mummy wasn&apos;t answering.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:45:37 AM):	I&apos;m talking about the manga&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:45:40 AM):	...what?&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:45:45 AM):	The mummy wasn&apos;t his dead&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:45:56 AM):	That&apos;s Akhunadin&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:45:57 AM):	The mummy Bakura dragged in?&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:46:02 AM):	Oh that&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:46:07 AM):	He does find out later&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:14 AM):	When he&apos;s all &amp;quot;THIS IS MY FATHER!! DAD, WHYDJA DO IT?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:16 AM):	*nod*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:46:23 AM):	There&apos;s this great gold beast that&apos;s Zork&apos;s other half&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:46:31 AM):	But is really the spirt of his father&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:33 AM):	*nod*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:34 AM):	. . . . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:35 AM):	what&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:46:39 AM):	And he talked to his father again&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:41 AM):	I . . . missed that.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:46:44 AM):	Clearly&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:47 AM):	Okay, then, um&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:49 AM):	*thinks*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:46:53 AM):	Um&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:47:01 AM):	I don&apos;t have all the AE arc or I&apos;d give you the exact citation&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:47:04 AM):	. . . okay, you got me on this one.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:47:25 AM):	Malik doesn&apos;t count, Juudai eventually got to see himself in the past&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:47:28 AM):	etc etc&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:47:36 AM):	But seriously, what&apos;re they going to do, have Yuusei&apos;s dad speak out of his duel - waitwhat?&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:47:40 AM):	see himself in the past?&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:47:43 AM):	*lost*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:47:45 AM):	Season 3&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:47:49 AM):	*never saw GX*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:47:53 AM):	He&apos;s the prince of space or something&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:48:01 AM):	. . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:48:01 AM):	WHAT&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:48:02 AM):	GX is a bad trip&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:48:05 AM):	Yeah&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:48:06 AM):	I CAN TELL&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:48:30 AM):	Yubel was his best androgynous friend and became a dragon to protect young prince Haou&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:48:34 AM):	. . . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:48:36 AM):	what&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:48:52 AM):	And Haou was reborn as Juudai and Yubel as a card which Kaiba Corp shot into space on a rocket ship&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:49:10 AM):	. . . .  . . ..&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:49:11 AM):	. . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:49:14 AM):	. . . what&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:50:35 AM):	And Yubel gained the powers of darkness to protect against the Light of Distruction and came back to earth, killed a bunch of people to regen her body and then took posession of Johan and turned the Rinbow Dragon-toting pretty boy into someone who talks about pain = love&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:50:45 AM):	Which is the real controversy over Yubel&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:50:49 AM):	. . . . . .  . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:50:50 AM):	what&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:51:01 AM):	Were the writers on LSD when they came up with this?&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:51:13 AM):	Yubel-possessed Johan dueled Juudai and it involved lots of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:51:22 AM):	. . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:51:23 AM):	More then likely&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:51:27 AM):	*snerk*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:51:36 AM):	Also Yubel is half male and female&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:51:45 AM):	And she has two voices&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:51:54 AM):	interchangably&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:52:06 AM):	Also her deck focuses on summoning her own card to the field&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:52:20 AM):	In it&apos;s upgraded forms as a feally fucked up dragon&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:52:25 AM):	. .. . . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . what&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:52:30 AM):	*blinks*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:52:31 AM):	She&apos;s a card monster&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:52:35 AM):	She plays herself&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:52:40 AM):	*blinks more*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:52:43 AM):	Oh can I ruin the end?&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:52:51 AM):	Yeah, sure&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:53:08 AM):	Juudai doesn&apos;t win against her&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:53:11 AM):	Rather&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:53:31 AM):	He uses Super-Fusion to literaly bind himself to Yubel&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:53:35 AM):	. . . what&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:53:44 AM):	And in season 4 she lives inside him. Quite literally&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:54:20 AM):	Is this YGO or a bad porno?&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:54:27 AM):	Except for the one time she&apos;s pulled out of Juudai&apos;s body onto the field during a duel via tentacle rape while Juudai is dueling zombie goat Darkness&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:54:30 AM):	GX&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:54:40 AM):	. . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:54:43 AM):	what&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:54:47 AM):	just what&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:54:49 AM):	|D&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:55:13 AM):	There&apos;s several reasons why 4kids dropped GX&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:55:18 AM):	*nod*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:55:24 AM):	mostly because season 4 makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:55:24 AM):	the obvious ghey being one?&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:55:28 AM):	Oh no&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:55:31 AM):	they covered that&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:55:33 AM):	*sneerk*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:55:41 AM):	They ended with Juudai and Yubel becoming One&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:55:42 AM):	5Ds dub ships Yusei/Jack.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:55:47 AM):	. . . . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:55:47 AM):	So I hear&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:55:51 AM):	o . . . kay . . . then&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:56:19 AM):	This is why I&apos;m not worried about 5D&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:56:24 AM):	*nod*&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:56:42 AM):	It really can&apos;t get worse&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:56:47 AM):	hmm?&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:57:10 AM):	Also why I&apos;d like Yubel to come back somehow, and slap Aki into next week&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:57:16 AM):	*sneeeerk*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:57:20 AM):	Yuusei hasn&apos;t yet met Juudai.&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:57:22 AM):	It could happen.&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:57:23 AM):	Yubel is fucking awesome&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:57:26 AM):	It should&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:57:47 AM):	Yubel gets to the point where she just sits by and calls Juudai a dumbass while he&apos;s dueling&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:58:02 AM):	*SNEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERK*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:58:03 AM):	WIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:58:07 AM):	While in ghost form and filing her nails&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:58:20 AM):	. . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:58:21 AM):	what&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:58:28 AM):	She becomes one&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:58:58 AM):	So she pops out from time to time ala YnYuugi and calls Juudai out for being a terrible stratigist&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:58:59 AM):	*blink*&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:59:04 AM):	. . . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;rabbidplotbunny (2:59:15 AM):	Juudai relies on luck and the goddraw all the way to the end of GX&lt;br /&gt;mysweetzoi (2:59:21 AM):	*snerk*</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 18:24:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hi guys :D As most of you know, I live in Central Ohio. My family and I are very much in a landlocked position. Sunday, we got hit by Hurricane Ike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winds exceeding 80mph knocked out electricity all over the state; damage is equivalent to an F1 tornado; 270,000 without power. I&apos;m posting from a local dining establishment with unsecured Wi-Fi :&apos;D Could be up to 10 days before we&apos;re restored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILU everyone ; 3;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 05:12:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;strike&gt;You assholes are slowly drawing me back into livejournal&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep doing that voodoo that you do &lt;i&gt;so weeeelll~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;also oh shit it&apos;s almost my birthday `・ω・&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 01:17:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Humor Icon:    o1. &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/icons/jackyuuseiglare2copy.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o2. &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/icons/Kaiba222Yu-Gi-Oh5DsEpisode13_PIC76c.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o3. &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/icons/ushio_jerkass.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Character Icon: o1. &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/icons/rallyRua.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; o2. &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/icons/yuusei.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Animated Icon: o1. &lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/icons/Godwin_redth.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 05:39:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ENGLAND!!</title>
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  <description>Hey. People. I&apos;ll be leaving the country at 8pm today. Dunno if I&apos;ll have Internets accesses, but I&apos;ll try and update this dusty thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me comments if you need to talk to me. I&apos;ll be back June 6th &amp;gt;: 3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 16:46:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A bittersweet finale</title>
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  <description>Yeah, so. This journal is pretty much abandoned and I&apos;m only on LJ to prod people on PtDC. I&apos;m still very much alive tho&apos; - feel free to message me or send me an email if there&apos;s something I can do for you/you are declaring internets warfare against myself and all my ascendants/future descendants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/?action=view&amp;amp;current=duty_calls.png&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/duty_calls.png&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: I will return with updates from England &lt;a href=&quot;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/Randome/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vhappy.gif&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/Randome/vhappy.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 15:17:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I &amp;hearts; my Nintendo DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes back to reading Thich Nhat Hanh*</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Apr 2006 03:48:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Debauchery of Bakura Ryoh; Part 1</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 11:15:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m still alive. Just overworked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be back with you all in a month. Until then, I proabably won&apos;t be reading friendslist or Comm. much, so if you post something, assume I haven&apos;t seen it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 18:28:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Timothy Treadwall was a highly delusional man. I disagree with the movie that was made on him and I dislike the repeated showings of Discovery Channel&apos;s special. I am disappointed in his family for not intervening on his behalf when the man was clearly troubled, and appalled that they can talk about in with such flowery terms. I hope no one else in this world is stupid enough to follow in his footsteps, but a quick search on Google confirms that there has been - all ending up as an MRE for a hungry &quot;teddy&quot; bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. My faith in humanity just died a little. At least Treadwall removed himself favorably from the gene pool.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Feb 2006 05:38:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My hand hurts. Why do I always pick the teachers that have me keep journals for my readings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, 500 pages and some later, I&apos;m caught up with all my readings though Spring Break. This leaves me free to study and write, hopefully. &lt;i&gt;Anachronism&lt;/i&gt; has been upp&apos;d on my FFN account, and due to a different writing schedule, I&apos;ve got some one-shots that are almost ready to go up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to visit the Saturday School in Dublin over break, and see if there&apos;s some very slim chance that I can do some work over there. Does anyone know anything about it [aside from what you can find on the Web]?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2006 01:49:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>After much considering, I have come to the conclusion that Thief King Bakura does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation to follow as soon as I find the right words to describe what&apos;s in my head.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2006 23:15:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Passive, naturalistic observation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all follow the same patterns and trends. Say what you want, but biorhythms do well into turning us into sheep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious, indeed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 01:14:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ZOMG CHANDI, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2006 17:50:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hardly ever have a Yuugiou dream [and for the record, I fell asleep listening to Art Bell take callers who then told ghost stories] so thanks, brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sennet&apos; lj:user=&apos;sennet&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sennet.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sennet.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sennet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I were sitting in my television room at my parents house. We were talking about nothing, flipping through channels and being generally lazy. Suddenly she lands on this program featuring VERY familiar characters. We managed to catch most of the opening, and it had something to do with the Gate malfunctioning [ah, those Egyptians] and give both the Dark Bakura and Thief King Bakura their own, sepraate bodies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the anime looked like it was set most during the AE RPG. Some of his priests were surrounding Atem [with Oathbreakers as background music] and telling him that they&apos;d found Bakura. Cut to a cliffside, and a very nervous TK enveloped in Diabound&apos;s arms, and scrabbling at his chest. He was absolutly terrified of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Diabound disappeared into a giant manillia envelop when Atem arrived. Cut to eyecatch and commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next part opened in moderen Japan. Ryoh and TK were outside working around a car [and my Ryoh has something of a phobia concerning cars, so it&apos;s very strange to see him sitting in the front passanger seat of one]. Bat shows up and starts bothering them until Ryoh gets annoyed and force-flings a heavy box at him - effectivally shutting him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_sennet&apos; lj:user=&apos;sennet&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sennet.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sennet.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sennet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and are pretty stunned. Conversation was sparse, and mostly wondering what the fuck we were watching. Now, she was sitting on the floor in front of the TV, and I was lying on the couch and watching upside-down for the most part. We started talking about how this might be another spinoff like CapMon, and I lamented that my VCR was a smoldering pile of burnt plastic [literally]. She started to get up to go to the bathroom or something, and I looked back at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sennet...look at the screen. LOOK AT THE SCREEN NOW~!&quot; TK and Ryoh had moved to a bedroom, and were completely undressed and snuggled into bed together. Bat appeared and poked Ryoh&apos;s arm. His former Host responed by hitting him weakly with a pillow and then grabbing his wrist and pulling him down into the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up, jumped on my computer and typed this out. The art style was different from Duel Monsters. The coloring was soft, not cel-shaded. I can&apos;t think of anything to compare it to, because I don&apos;t have a good picture of the appearence of the characters in my mind - just and general sense of white hair pale/dark skin and various character-defining scars as opposed to an actual image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah. I&apos;m still WTF&apos;ing, but I would be the last person to be opposed if something like this actually happened xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 02:24:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay, well. It seems elJay decided to bend my code in half and ram an HTML cock up it&apos;s non-existant ass. I&apos;m in the process of re-coding it from scratch, but I&apos;ve missed several days of updates due to my brain falling out of my head from hours of calculating infirential statistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; all on my FL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*buries self in notes again*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2006 09:17:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Damn you Ted. I hope your cave ate you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT CLOSURE, DAMMIT.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 01:29:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I &amp;hearts; my elJay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: [title]&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Yuugi/Ryoh&lt;br /&gt;Rating: PG?&lt;br /&gt;Notes: This fic is post-series and fits into the Sesen universe. Yuugi and Ryoh have somewhat of an established relationship by this point, but no one said it was a healthy and happy relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I wonder Yuugi-kun...&quot; Ryoh began, holding the small bottle. &quot;...what kind of lives could be contained in these pills.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi looked down, &quot;what are you talking about?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoh inclined his head and smiled. &quot;People change when they take drugs. Some are supposed to stop things from happening, and others are supposed to make...things...happen.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi snatched the bottle from his hand. &quot;You didn&apos;t answer my question.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoh sighed, &quot;for instance: I used to take some brand of antipsychotics. The pills were supposed to control...the Other me. They changed &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt; instead.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why?&quot; Yuugi asked, reaching down to brush a few stray strands of hair from Ryoh&apos;s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoh narrowed his eyes, &quot;because he wasn&apos;t in my head.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;At least not in any way medication could help.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah...&quot; Ryoh sat up and repositioned himself so he was lying next to Yuugi, and he wrapped his arms around the other boy tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi smiled, and returned the hug. They were silent for awhile. Yuugi gently massaged the other boy&apos;s back. Ryoh sighed and Yuugi felt the warm breath on his neck. They stayed like that for several minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, he broke the comfortable silence. &quot;Atemu gave me so much...I can&apos;t imagine my life without him. I&apos;m glad I got the chance to help him.&quot; Yuugi said thoughtfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;m glad too...that you could help.&quot; Ryoh buried his head in Yuugi&apos;s chest. &quot;I&apos;m so relieved though, that it&apos;s all over. I don&apos;t want to be someone else. I want to be myself. ...and I want you to be yourself.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi smiled. &quot;You wouldn&apos;t be who you are without him though. You would have different experiences, and you might even live in a different place. You&apos;d be a different person. I would be someone else too.&quot; He sighed and stroked Ryoh&apos;s cheek with his thumb. &quot;I guess we have to thank them for that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Okay...&quot; Ryoh said uneasily. &quot;I&apos;m different because of him. I can&apos;t thank him though. He changed my life...but not all changes are good. People were &lt;i&gt;terrified&lt;/i&gt; of me, Yuugi. There was nothing anyone could do. People just kept dying. You have no idea how that looks to a school official...or a police officer. Even now, I have to explain my school records from those years as I&apos;m applying to college. People don&apos;t forget &quot;little incidents&quot; that make me look like a...serial killer.&quot; Ryoh hid his face to hide the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It...is difficult.&quot; Yuugi conceded. He stroked Ryoh&apos;s hair. &quot;Regardless. He has made you a different person.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoh shook his head. &quot;I don&apos;t want to talk about this anymore.&quot; His voice was muffled by Yuugi&apos;s shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I think you do.&quot; Yuugi replied softly. Ryoh sniffed, and a hand came between them as he raised his hand to wipe his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, Yuugi-kun. I-I don&apos;t want to think about it. About him. That&apos;s all in the past. I feel weak when I think about how much I let him do. I should have fought harder! He shouldn&apos;t have been able to get control of me again!&quot; Yuugi smiled sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I...don&apos;t want to see you hurt again. You know how ruthless he was. Every time you disobeyed him, you ended up in the hospital. If we hadn&apos;t been so concerned with finding Malik, then we would have been there to stop the other you...&quot; Ryoh was shaking his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;They planned it. Malik and the other me. He had to hurt my body so I would appear weak and Malik...would appear strong.&quot; He shivered sharply in revulsion. &quot;I know now that Malik was bad then. I remember hurting, and his hands in my hair as he waited for everyone else.&quot; The arms around Ryoh tightened protectively. &quot;He was gripping my hair so tight and laughing like I was a prize, Yuugi-kun! I don&apos;t want to remember that, and I don&apos;t want to remember watching as the other you played the Dark RPG against me. None of it should have happened. I was strong enough to stop him...but I didn&apos;t. I was afraid of him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are you still afraid of him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoh nodded against his chest. &quot;I&apos;m afraid he&apos;ll come back. Even with the Ring gone, I&apos;m scared that he&apos;s still in my head just...waiting.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why would he remain though? I thought he was only after the Items?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I...don&apos;t know. I know he wanted your Puzzle. He was also furious with me when I stole the Ring and left the Rod. Even with the other you gone...what&apos;s to say that he&apos;ll stay away? He&apos;s mad, Yuugi-kun. I can still hear him screaming about a &quot;blood payment&quot;.&quot; Ryoh&apos;s eyes met Yuugi&apos;s, &quot;...a blood payment of what?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi looked away. &quot;It doesn&apos;t matter now. It&apos;s...better for you not to know. I&apos;m certain he&apos;s gone now-&quot; Ryoh pulled out of his embrace and sat up. &quot;Ryoh?&quot; He shook his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&apos;Better for me not to know&apos;?&quot; Ryoh laughed hollowly. &quot;What could be worse than what he&apos;s done to me? Or do you stand to tell me that after all that, he had some kind of motivation that turns him into a tragic hero?&quot; He was smiling thinly, and it was only to hold back the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ryoh, &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;...&quot; Yuugi sat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?&quot; He responded with a hint of ice in his voice. &quot;It&apos;s not like this is the first time you&apos;ve hinted that something else happened in that game.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuugi matched his gaze. &quot;It&apos;s not something I want to discuss with you right now. You said you wanted to forget about him. So let&apos;s do that. Let&apos;s just forget about him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No! Damn it, Yuugi-kun, that isn&apos;t what I meant and you know it!&quot; The other boy sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know...but it&apos;s really something I don&apos;t want to talk about now. Whatever motivations he had for doing what he did are inconsequential now. It&apos;s all in the past.&quot; Yuugi explained calmly - using Ryoh&apos;s words. &quot;Frankly, I don&apos;t care about him, or even about Atem. They&apos;re gone. What matters now is you, Ryoh. You know I wouldn&apos;t withhold information from you just because I think you&apos;re too sensitive.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryoh sighed, and his shoulders dropped in defeat. &quot;So...game or movie?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Movie.&quot; Ryoh nodded in agreement and they stood up at the same time. Yuugi held out his hand and internally breathed a sigh or relief when Ryoh took it. He led them out of the room and down the stairs.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2006 20:42:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Good god, I&apos;m loud within a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who wonders: no, I am not ashamed to talk about cock in the middle of a jam-packed dinning hall at common hour and I do so willingly and often. It&apos;s fun to talk about the horrors of Art History alongside Laura&apos;s lamenting for a prostate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I grew up and good Catholic girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class so far has been fun, and I enjoy my teachers. I&apos;m also not quite as far into the hole grade-wise as I thought I was. Yay for that. My extremely rough idea for my religion term paper is a comparison of images that depict Jesus in any number of ways. Of course, I&apos;m hinging on principls of Sociology that I hope will be refreshed since my last and only S/A class was 2 years ago with the track coach at my High School. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that...uh. Ryu Tiamat and I have identified how Bakura Ryoh might be a high-functioning autistic based on contextual evidence in the manga. Malik is also a dirty theif who cosplays the Farrow and spoons Ra in Duelist 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 18:36:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ohayocon</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all of last week making costumes [I have 3 to do and props]. We did have 3 hours of emergency prep on Friday to get the last props put together and spray-painted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there, everyone was just arriving, so we didn&apos;t spend a lot of time in line. Considering I spent 4 hours in the line for ACen, I am greatful for the short wait. Before we got registered, of course - we got our room and put our stuff down. I chose Jahairian to walk with and put all his bondage gear on him and carried him down. In line, 3 people came up to me. Two guys and a girl who all wanted to look at him. I explained what he was, showed off how he was put together and even let one person hold him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was more than plenty to do. Ohayocon&apos;s staff had put up the schedual on Thus, so everyone im my group already had an idea of what they wanted to do. Lisa and I checked out the Dealer&apos;s Room first. Because of our costumes, we wouldn&apos;t be able to carry bags or money on Sat. We decided first though, to look at the Artist Alley. I was stopped by three people at different tables with dolls or asking me about Jahairian. Then blakrose found us and we got into a discussion about Yuugiou and Lolita dress as I glued eyelashes in for another girl. Lisa wandered off about halfway through all this talking since I was there for about an hour and a half xD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blckrose followed me into the Dealer&apos;s Room and showed me thetable with Dollfie Dreams and Dollfie Pluses for sale. I didn&apos;t buy one, but they were very intresting alt. to barbies [they&apos;re barbie-size, jointed and have squishy boobs]. I did buy 3 Pinky-St. figures and a GIANT Tare Panda pillow. More people asked about Jahairian and I didn&apos;t find any pr0n involving Bakura. I swear the doujinshi dealers have some kind of fetish with SetoxDark/Yuugi &amp;gt;&amp;gt; &amp;lt;&amp;lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. night, I went to a Japanese horror film pannel. I think it&apos;s the &quot;Happy Kamikuris&quot; that I have to check out. It had a Zombie dance number. I wandered around a but after that, and Lisa picked up some contacts. I took her back to the room and she put them on. They&apos;re impressive. Pics follow at the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Main Programming and watched some of Midnight Maddness. I got the see ReDeath again, along with Fisting of the North Star. I have gained another saying. Then there was sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. I got everyone up at 8 and we spent 2 hours dressing. The costumes came out perfect save for Nikolai&apos;s...but that&apos;s because I made a fur wig instead of buying a white one. He also wore his boots as opposed to the sneakers he should have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to the Doll Meetup, which consisted of a lot of people taking pictures and talking. I&apos;ll get pics of all the dolls up later, as I didn&apos;t have my camera with me at the time. Lisa and I wandered around and did nothing specific. We got our pictures taken a LOT and no one could correctly guess who I was. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. night was cosplay. I had really wanted to do a skit, but I lost a lot of people from the project [10 down to 2] so I didn&apos;t get a chance to put a skit together. Cosplay was...mediocher. Although Kumagoro did breakdance and do The Worm onstage x3 We didn&apos;t stay for the winners, and scooted to Bad Anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to see Ghost Tales presented by two of the VAs. Ghost Tales is like a Japanese Scooby Doo. When the dubbing company got it&apos;s hand on it however...it&apos;s a totally different anime. There&apos;s no way to describe it. It was just damn funny. Best line from that for me: &quot;My character&apos;s name is &apos;Leo&apos;. In the original anime, his name is &apos;Ryo. R-Y-O.&apos; ...and that&apos;s just dumb.&quot; I was amused. *pokes Bakura-kun*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing we did on Sat. was &quot;Who&apos;s Line is it Anime?&quot;. They wanted to keep it clean, but the audience decided it was No Holds Barred NC-17. Everyone had to show IDs to stay. They did skits for about an hour and a half until one member fell asleep. It was 3am, so the auidence was shooed away &amp;gt; 3;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was spent getting a present for Lisa and sleeping at home : D;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0929.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Lisa as Shaadi&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0941.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Saadi trying to kill me with a shiriken&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0927.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Those contacts were awesome&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0932.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Me as Amane&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0933.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;A penguin and Miyavi trying to kill Amane with a shuriken&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0925.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;My Min!Millennium Ring&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0958.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Jahairian as Thief King Bakura&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v67/MistressMinako/DSCN0962.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;See how tiny the Ring is?!?&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosplay notes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scales actually worked. They were rigged to tip, and many souls did not pass xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Japanese ghosts don&apos;t have feet: I was barefoot for all of Sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Ring is an inch in diameter. It took 4 hours to make, and is made out of a metal ring, pop cans, clay, super-glue and spray paint : D;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not a cosplay virgin anymore, wooo~</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 09:09:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Mina got on her ass and made an FFN account. Woo. It was mostly just to modpet Sennet&apos;s fourm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/~mistressminako&quot;&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/~mistressminako&lt;/a&gt; For mindfucking goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may or may not post stuff on my eljay anymore. For redundencys sake. Plus you guys are probably tired of those witty little cuts I use.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2006 05:26:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>jus&apos; inconviencing some electrons, nothing more.</title>
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  <description>So we don&apos;t have a room for the Con but we do. My costumes aren&apos;t done yet, but Nikolai was finally restrung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s also been kind of a crappy week, and I&apos;ve been yelled at for things I didn&apos;t think was even possible to get yelled at for. Especially in the least 24 hours. I&apos;m just tired, and as a result, I&apos;m very short with people, so I&apos;m sorry if I upset you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 16:18:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I think I just killed all the monkeys in that barrel&quot;</title>
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  <description>So, it was a glorious Jesus Day. We went over to my cousins, and watched her brother&apos;s kids tear into their 540 billion presents, while my brother and I got our usual giftcards. Got home, opened presents and watched &quot;Are You Afraid of the Dark?&quot; illegal DVDs [one of my presents] : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a new watch, some Pjs and a calander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, my brother and I went to the doctor. We went for psychological testing. For those that read this and don&apos;t know, we were both on medication for ADD like...forever ago. I think a lot of the shit that happened this past semester was just that old condition being excerbated by the stress of school and working too much. So, we went to see the psych. It&apos;s also worth mentioning that I hate my doctor with an undying passion. As a kid, he used to get on me about being overweight. ...and not just friendly little &quot;you should excercise more&quot;. No. This guy was millitant. Now, I&apos;m a stubborn person. I like to do things my own way, and I like to take care of myself on my own terms. Even as a kid, I was like this. This guy used to tell my parents that I needed to get on these &lt;i&gt;expensive&lt;/i&gt; programs. I called bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, barring a long rant on my physical condition, I&apos;ll get right down to the adventure of today. We talked to the psych, and I decided that I needed medication again. Of course, I have to go through the doctor to do it. Unpleasentness aside, everything I discussed with the psych can be fixed by the medication I used to take. Huzzah.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Dec 2005 22:47:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sennet:</title>
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  <description>Since I missed you: I did get the package [kicks postal service]. My only comment is that the Yuugiou card is going on my pinboard. I am muchly amused &amp;gt; 3</description>
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