I'm good, surviving. Got a steady job, having issues with my publisher...but still.
Well, hello there. ;D
Well, I knew it would happen eventually. I have too many responsibilities, among which are: Schoolwork. Band practice. Drama practice. Drill team practice. Writing deadlines...oh yeah, I forgot to mention Bite Me may get published. Raider team practice, and LPing. So, it seems I have to depart kh-vids. No, not permanantly. I'll come by a few times, but not to really talk too much. =/ I'll miss you all. ~Ian Oh, and if you're subscribed to my Bite Me story, I'll be updating weekly.
I don't do online stuff either, just doesn't seem right to me. Oh, and I'm not too sure this is a stupid move or not, but I' back with Izzy. [The...
3. Points behind Anti, and out of the thread.- Look! Free money! And porn! o_o Go get it! 8|
Crossed the beams. [Please, someone, ANYONE, understand this reference! X_X]
Eats a peanut butter sandwich containing 9 ounces of plastic explosive. ... and OLIVES! Oh noes! o_o
You have to remember, he's spent three weeks alone in that hospital. Three weeks is more than enough time to change love to hate, or in reverse.
9... Crap. It's about to go over 10. We're mod-boned.
Hiyaaa. :]
Freakin' sweet! :] Okaii, here's mine! Originally released for the GameBoy Advance. I kinda had to get an emulator because of the Ds-meets-washing-machine thing.
The author's name is Ellen Hopkins, and that's basically all the book is about, revealing the characters' pasts, and their lives in the treatment center.
I just hope I'm not the only one who reads this story about 3 teens who attempt suicide, and now reside in a mental institute. o_o My therapist recommended it...is that bad? o_<
Target Renegade? Hmm... Perhaps. o_o
Okayy, this topic is mainly about the internet series Red Vs. Blue, but I guess it could involve the color too? Anywayy, pick which side you're on, and basically whichever side has more votes wins. It's late at night, and I'm bored. So sue me. o_<
5. It's Sorrow's fault! He made me say something awkward. o_o
Ian has no license as of yet. ;_; But! Ian owns an '87 black Trans Am. Blood-red interior. Named Sheila. ...And is the same car as in "Bite me. [How clever]", yes.
I'm bi. o_o
Chapter 6 :Special Pets: Pain. And lots of it. Flashing red lights, then a bright white one. Faint sting of a needle. I floated through unconciousness caused by sleeping gasses, and was wrenched out of the unknown bliss by a ghastly scream. I opened my eyes, and saw a nurse passed out on the floor, and a small blood trail going from my hood th a green eyeball lying on the ground. How ironic. But it makes sense, because I was starting to fall for Anna. Anyway, I’m getting off track again. I feel I should explain vampires to my gracious audience. If you know this already, or are a vampire yourself, deal, I’m explaining anyway. Most about vampires is lies. Yes, we survive on blood, and yes the sun kills. But we can’t be only killed by a knife through the heart. We die in the same ways as humans, but it’s more difficult. Muscles like steel, you see. Also, the eye color determines what the vampires feeds upon. If they haven’t had blood at all yet, it’s the type of grey dead people have. If they only feed upon humans, it’s a bright red. But if they take the “vegetarian” route, only animals, they retain their original color. All vampires have their own unique ability. Mind reading was Ian’s, Anna’s is the “glare of insanity”, which she does by looking into someone’s eyes. It literally liquefies their mind inside out. And mine, now I realize, is impenetrable vital organs. My heart, lungs, stomach, and another set that I won’t say, cuz I’m a gentleman who doesn’t say words like “cock”. Whoops. I’m such a bad boy. Haha. :] * * * * * * * * 3 weeks later, and I still hate this hospital room. My wound healed long go, but they won’t let me leave. No clue why. Someone knocks on my door, and I sigh, “I’m not in pain, so take the meds away, you apron-wearing *****es!” The door opens, and I see a flash of black hair, and suddenly the one person I want around is sitting in my lap, smiling gorgeously. I look Anna up and down, and my eyes open wide as I look at her hand, whoch was wrapped in bloody gauze, and at her purse, which was dripping blood. “I caught up with Marie. She cut off my finger. I got her left hand.” I smiled, and moved closer to her. “That’s the sexiest thing anyone’s ever said to me, dear…” And I kissed her, long and rough. She pinned me to my hospital bed, dropping her purse onto the floor, and kissed me more fiercely and passionately. I thought to myself, “This is the sweetest disease, isn’t it?”
1. I suddenly find myself screaming, at the top of my lungs: "Oh for the love of balls, WHYYYYYYY??!?!?!?!?!"
