Uhhh... sure?
Again, I am going to smile and nod and pretend I understood that... It doesn't translate to: "Hi, I'm rat, I like to take my clothes off in public", does it? :p
... I can't play guitar at all... I was supposed to take "Intro to Guitar" at school, but MY SCHOOL SCREWED UP MY SCHEDULE... AGAIN! See, I was GOING to take Ecology and Intro to Guitar, BUT NOO! My school changes it to "Art I" and "Art II"... I CAN'T DRAW... I can do stick figures :D but that's it. So I had to switch to "Intro to Business" (which SUCKED... glad THAT'S over) and... something else. OH RIGHT! I had to take two quarter courses; "English Literature" and "American Literature"... bleh. So yeah. I can't play guitar. xD ~Jade
I'm going to smile and nod and pretend I understood that...
And so our tale of Sora the Brave Keyblade Master comes to a tragic end, as the boy defies all common sense and submits to a stupidity commonly seen in teenage males by charging ahead into a hoarde of Heartless without prior planning.
This is just me wondering how many people on here study at least one form of martial arts. I'm currently 6th Gup (green belt) in Tang Soo Do.
OOC: I realized that, thank you, but I have nothing else for Demyx to do whilest standing guard... and besides; it's DEMYX. He could reinterpret a note like that. Trust me, I knew what you meant. I suppose I'll just wait until you decide to bring Demyx and Luxord back into the main story. ^_^ After a few minutes of searching for his elusive "prey", Demyx gave up and returned to his post. "Superior lied," he sulked. "There were no Darksides."
Misty, I will love you forever. I've been wanting to do an O13 tribute for a couple of months, now, and I couldn't because I was missing footage of half the Organization... THANK YOOOOUUU!!! Zexion's hair ROCKS in this PV. ~Jade
You're right; I meant .wmv .... *feels like an idiot* If you could do that for me, ..., I would love you forever! :D ~Jade
Well, I was at a baseball game, and on one of the upper floors of the stadium there's a big section of just plain concrete (don't ask me why... it's near the box seats.) I was with a friend of mine and a bunch of my mom's client's kids,(clients as in ACCOUNTING, not... anything else!) and I stuck my arms out and started screaming "WHOOSH! I'M AN AIRPLANE! WHOOOSH!!!" and 'flying' around the concrete section. This was about six months ago. I'm almost 16 years old. :p SERIOUSLY! Next time you're in a public place, try pretending you're an airplane! It's FUN!!! ~Jade
Demyx snatched afore-mentioned scroll off the ground and read it aloud to himself. "Wait a sec..." his brow furrowed,and he glanced around furtively. "So, I'm supposed to be watching for Darksides now? There's more than one? I thought there was just one..." He reached high into the air, focusing the water molecules in the room into his favorite weapon; the sitar. "Time to go hunt some Darksides," he muttered to himself with a grin. Eyes sparkling with what he imagined 'glee' would look like, Demyx crouched down to present a smaller target and wandered down one of the halls, searching for his elusive prey.
Uhh, guys... I'm just letting you all know that I'll probably be leaving the family; PM me if you want the whole story. It's nothing dramatic, I promise... oh, and kg7: you can add me to your "Christian friends" list ^_^ I'll still be making sigs for those who want them, but... yeah. You probably won't see me again on this thread. Yours, ~Jade
Yeah, uh... I could download it, but watching it... THAT'S another story. Appearently, it's too high-quality for my RealPlayer, my Windows Media Player, and my Windows Movie Maker, which is kind of disappointing... Anyone else have this problem, or know where I can download it as a .WMA rather than an .AVI? ~Jade
Jade heard the person on the other side of room 669 grumbling, then a half-hearted yell of "hold on!" This can't be the prankster, she thought to herself. No self-respecting prankster would answer to someone at their door. Unless she wants me to think that she's not the pranker, which would defeat the purpose... "Uggh," she groaned to herself. Finally, the person on the other side pulled the door open, and Jade found herself face-to-face with... a male??? The voice she had heard giggling was definately female, but... oh heck with it. "So you think this is funny?" she growled, slapping the taunting Post-It! to the male's chest. "You think dumping buckets of water on people is amusing?"
Hola, Sora59! The name's Jade... word on the street is that you'd like a siggy? Well! Since you're a member of our happy flock, there's a post I'd like you to look at; it's #8 or 9 on the first page of this thread, in which there are 30 images chosen by me of Kadaj. I'll need your choice of one of those images (or a different one you'd perfer) to be the template. Then I'll need your title. I would perfer if you'd PM your selection to me, because I don't know how long I'll be remaining with this family. *winces* To members of the family going: "What does she mean by that!?!?", PM me. Also, I don't know if they already m,ade themselves known to the rest of you, but I received PM's from both MookieTheKeyToDestiny and K a i r i asking to join our happy flock... any objections?
*gaspeth!* Noooo... What subjects? Maybe I can help with my infinate Center of the Universe wisdom, lol! :D Seriously, though; what subject? Perhaps I can be of some assistance? Well, PM me or post here; I won't be on for a while; I'm going to go watch FF7:AC again to get some good kadaj quotes for the banner I'll be working on for our happy family! See y'all! ~Jade
OOC: I apologize in advance, Flowers-For-You... Now clad in a warm, comfortable, several-sizes-too-large dark blue hoodie and a different pair of jeans, Jade cautiously used a wooden coat-hanger to gingerly push the door open. Crash! A bucket of superglue and feathers dropped to the ground; the young woman jumped back to avoid its spray. "Oh dear; what a mess," she sighed. "At least I don't have to clean it up." Jade crossed her room and picked up the phone, dialing the number to reach the desk. "Yes?" "Could you please send a clean-up crew to the second floor? Outside room 222." "What happened?" "I superglued myself to... myself." "What??" "It was a joke. No, seriously; someone put superglue outside my door." "We'll catch those behind this act, I assure you-" Jade cut him off. "No, thanks; I'll deal with this my own way, in my own time." She lowered her voice to a more threatening tone. "Should you do anything which would tip off my antagonizer, you'll have to answer to the one who made the arrangements for me to stay here. Am I clear, sir?" There was an audible gulp. "Yes, very clear. I'll send a clean-up crew immediately." Jade set down the receiver with a click. She didn't know who the person was who kept making her arrangements, but dropping his or her reference tended to get her what she wanted. "Now, for my revenge..." She opened her down and lightly leapt over the glue-mat, picking a yellow Post-It! note from the center. "Ha ha! I got you again! In case you were wondering, my suite got changed to 669, don't ask why. I know you want revenge, chicken girl. Lightning Joker" She tucked the note into her pocket. "Whatever. Whoever's in room 669 is going down, along with whoever's in room 679." Jade cracked her knuckles with a grin. "Can't afford to leave anyone out of the fun..." She took the stairs again, rather than wait for the elevator. Once there again, Jade pressed her ear against the door to Suite 679; there was no sound to indicate anyone was inside. She moved down the hall to suite 669 and repeated her previous motion. The sound of squeaking bedsprings and moaning emanated from next door; Jade winced and stuck her tongue out in disgust. This time, through the thin wood of the door of room 669, she could hear the sound of someone moving around inside; her eyes lit up. Jade stepped back and knocked lightly on the door. "Room service," she called in her most-innocent voice.
LAH: Here's a warning about the polo shirts; they make you wear them the first time you go, and your last day. (You're supposed to wear them on all travel days, but... we didn't :p) Make sure you DON'T bury your polo shirt at the bottom of your dirty-clothes bag like I did... Three weeks later, I had to dig it out again, wash it in the sink, and wear it the next morning. THE POLO SHIRTS TAKE FOREVER TO DRY. I wore a wet polo shirt on the airplane back home. (it dried, thankfully, eventually... >.<) CDB: I figured as much. :D Sarcasm is difficult to translate online... :p
Bleh, school... Namine, you're in college, yes? That's how you manage to be online with us while at school? LAH: YAY TEE-SHIRTS! What I hate about their tee-shirts are that they don't shrink, so mine's about five-ka-trillion times too big for me. Do you have to wear the polo shirt as well? EDIT: Sorry, didn't see your post, christhor's dead brother. I'm sure it's not because of you... a lot of people have been yelling at rat lately for posting some pretty useless stuff on the prior family thread. Did you get my message about your signature? There are now more images to choose from, if you want to have a different image.
I don't know... farewell, rat. I'll have to remove you from our list of members... :( I'm still going to PM you to hug you... LAH! What's up? How's the P2P thing coming? *hugs* Sorafan60: Here's the sig you requested: http://images.quizilla.com/J/JA/JAD/JadeRhade/1172784810_uressf60-2.jpg I'd PM it to you, as well, but you don't receive PM's, so I can only hope that you read this.
