Yes she did but she's not saying what she did [too embarrassed[nothing perverted mind you]]

Once again, a journal to wipe away the meme off the face of her page.

Not alot going on. Still figuring out how to work Photoshop and Flash by fiddling and doodling. Which also brings me to a point. IF YOU HAS ANY IDEAS FOR A PICTURE/ANIMATION/GAME PLEASE TELL ME! I needz ideaz ~.~ *cough*suttle*cough*
But I am serious, I'll do anything you ask of me -refs-gifts-icons- of any sort besides pr0nz cuz I dont swing that way _{*cough*But if you want a picture of oh say...L kissing Light, Im am not against it xD*cough*}

[That all makes me sound really desperate ;.;]

Lawls.

In other news, I'm chocking on salad.

In other news, the newest chapter of my fanfic should be out soon. If I feel like it. Along with my other fanfics which I want to get pretty deep into before posting.

It is entirely, completely, totally officially official. I CAN'T WRITE POEMS!!! >.<
Seriously.
Tenchi+Epic poem= Epic fail.
*sigh*


Enough raping of your time.~


WARNING- The following poem should not be read around little kids or by those who would consider themselves kinda 'Squeamish'. Thank you.

Allright, now that I can't be sued for any mental disturbances or sanity crisis', I give to you, Them and Her. [btw, don't try finding the rhyming scheme, it is too complicated for meer mortals to comprehend.]

How the moonlight pooled around her,
Standing by Their door.
It was hard to not hear
The words They were speaking
But to terrible to bare.

It was her time to act
Before They acted first
She fled to her room
And took hold of her blade.
It was Their flesh that she would tear.

Once again, she went back to Them,
and slid the door open
They turned to her,
the pride of Their clan,
from whom They wanted more.

No time for Them to act
As she arched her blade
Straight for Him,
And so fell her Father
Upon the hardwood floor.

She stared at the crimson puddle.
Then turned to her Mother,
who was backing slowly away,
whispering soothing words,
but Her eyes betrayed Her fear.

With coldness in her eyes,
She raised her blood stained blade
Bringing down with practiced hand
Slicing artfully across her neck
And stole Her breath for evermore.


Staring at Their bodies,
The only remorse she felt
Was that she had not seen it earlier
If she had paid attention
Their plan would be far too clear.

Breaking her malicious gaze
And sheathing her only steel friend
The only thing she would ever trust
She turned and from that house,
She would disappear.