Maiotaku members fanfiction

Lol Sun you have talent. http://www.tinygif.com/data/media/21/little_giggle.gif

The thread is back on track again with all the new fan fictions. Installment 9 of the story (Part 1 on 151, part 2 on 166, part 3 on 214, part 4 on 220, part 5 on 246, part 6 on 253, part 7 on 260, part 8 on 269): Veruca wearily made her way back to her home. She seemed to sleepwalk into her home and she finally fell down on her bed with a sigh. Her eyes felt heavy. The previous evening was so eventful that she wasn’t able to get as much as a wink of sleep. She relaxed on the bed as she looked up at her spotless ceiling. ‘I’m just taking a short nap. I’ll be up again in no time’, she thinks. Her world gradually faded to black. An insistent knock at her door stirred her from her slumber. She quickly checked her bedside alarm. It was already 06:33 PM! She had slept approximately 6 hours already. She hurriedly wiped the sleep out of her eyes as she was walking to her front door. The loud knocking continued unabated. Opening the door she is welcomed by the sight of an unfamiliar woman. The pale woman wore a long, black chiffon dress. It was the same raven colour as her curly shoulder length hair. “I take it this is the home of Veruca Assault?”, she asks timidly. Veruca politely motions for her to come in. As the women moved into her humble abode, Veruca saw the sky was a blood red. She quickly shut the door. “I am of the opinion that we have a lot to talk about”, the woman stated as she seemed to gracefully float alongside Veruca. Veruca tried to place the woman. She definitely wasn’t from the village. She didn’t look like someone that would usually bother to travel through such a little settlement in any case. Her poise and bearing suggested an aristocratic background. Veruca guardedly stated, “Our little village is always glad to be hosts to such illustrious guests”. The lady smiled faintly upon hearing this, seemingly pleased with the sentiments. She wafted into Veruca’s living room and lightly seated herself on a chair. Veruca seated herself directly opposite of the stranger. “Can I get you anything-tea, coffee, water? I’m a little light on the whiskey though.” This elicited a polite chuckle from the black clad women. “No thank you my dear. I’m just here to talk.”. Our protagonist thought this odd. Were tales of her conversational skills spreading so far? Did this lonely woman seek…female companionship? Veruca stole a glance at the woman. She was leaning back confidently in her seat, revealing one dangling leg in tight hose. Her finely chiselled features were suddenly drawn into a smirk. ‘Oh damn! She spotted me looking at her. Now she really thinks that I’m a lesbian, for sure’ her inner monologue went so-more or less. Veruca excused herself to get some tea for herself. As she was standing in the kitchen, throwing sugar cubes shakily into her cup, she heard a knock at a window. Turning to face the window she saw an eager face pressed against the window. It was Lenny’s kind face with her instantly recognisable crimson hair. She was beckoning Veruca to come closer. Duly Veruca opened the window and hissed, “I don’t know if you noticed but I have a guest.” “That’s why I’m here. Be careful around your new visitor-“ Veruca cut Lenny off, “Lenny, I get it. You’re jealous that she visited me and not you. I know you’re the mayor of the town but it doesn’t mean everyone has to make a beeline for your door.”. Our heroine closed the window before Lenny could get another word in and waved her off. She walked into the living room to find the “aristocrat” just where she had left her. http://img05.deviantart.net/b058/i/2009/023/2/3/victorian_home_by_dandystock.jpg

Shrade wouldnt ask to marry someone <.<;;, shrade is the type of lazy person you would find sleeping in the middle of a road = o = without a care xD

He really doesnt care...last night i saw him sleeping in the middle of the road http://i4.mirror.co.uk/incoming/article5551971.ece/ALTERNATES/s615/Man-found-asleep-in-Napier-Road.jpg

Hold on....let me use my alarm clock. http://cdn.webfail.com/upl/img/f8700c81746/post2.jpg