honestly your last two boyfriends were shallow. you are attractive to me. some people are superficial and only look skin deep when they judge someone. there are plenty of people out there that aren't like that though.

At a con this past year, I actually found an undressable Bible Black figure. While I'm not a huge fan of that particular hentai, it struck me as hilarious enough that I picked one up. At some point, I'd like to display it just to see what kind of reactions I can get. I also have a small collection of dakimakuras for much the same purpose. Such things might be off-putting to some, but if a girl can't understand and tolerate my odd sense of humor, it'd be difficult just being friends, much less anything beyond.

i used to have depression, like from age 13 to just a year ago. it was music that got me through mine most of the time. oh, and alcohol.

Aahh, so many RF/HM fans. So beautiful. I got RF4 today and it is the best thing ever I'm probably never setting my DS down again.

itll be awesome if you guys could make a tab or something to create groups/clubs and everyone with in that club/group can chat in a private member chat room.

11 The soldier kept his gaze upon Abrand. The beetles - that was what Abrand now saw they were - began landing upon men, crawling up their bodies, and eating. Shrieks of terror and pain radiated from all sides. Some men fell and began rolling to crush the things. It worked, but there were far too many. They targeted the eyes, the mouth, the anus, any soft spot that flesh could be torn from. Shrieks of pain became shrieks of pure agony. The posse was fleeing away from Abrand - whom was untouched by the plague - and the soldier. The soldier waited patiently for the noise to die down some, so he could at long last have his palavor with the chieftain. His grin never left his face. Abrand also waited - he realized what the soldier wanted, and was in no hurry to give it to him. 12 Bodies of dead barbarians lay strewn about the west entrance to the city. Death beetles chewed contentedly upon the flesh. The smell of blood and entrails was thick in the air. Screams muted by distance could still be heard. "Where is your grand-chieftain?" The soldier asked again. He tilted his head inquisitively as he spoke. He did not stop grinning. "Hark, demon. I'll lay dead before betraying my kin". The soldier smiled fully, displaying his grotesque fang-teeth. Smoke and red radiance drifted continuously from his bottomless eye sockets. "Even in death you shall aid my quest, barbarian. I simply wished to be saved the effort of opening your skull". Abrand snarled. "I'll not be such easy prey as you think, demon!" he shouted. He reached into his fur vestment and produced a small glass vial. He used his teeth to pop the cork and drained the vial at a draught. His long, greasy hair began to fade in color, becoming white as parchment. His pupils seemed to fade as well, until only the whites of his eyes remained. The soldier looked on amusedly. Abrand grunted and his body convulsed as if in seizure. He clenched his fists. His muscles seemed to bulge, veins popping out in stark contrast to his skin. He seemed to grow in height and width, until he towered over the soldier. When he spoke, his voice was several octaves lower than previous. "Now you'll learn your place, demon!" Abrand had a battle-axe on his back and two one-handed war-axes on either side of his waist. He drew the battle-axe with both hands and charged the soldier with unexpected agility, releasing a deep war cry that shook the earth and resounded for miles. The smile disappeared from the soldier's face, replaced by a look of contempt. Abrand raised his battle-axe and swung downwards at the soldier, who easily side-stepped it, bringing his blade to his side to ready his counter attack. Abrand expected this evasion however, and stopped short of smashing the ground. He turned his axe sideways and pushed his full strength into a swing at the soldier. The soldier had just time to reposition his greatsword so that it blocked the axe. He was pushed several yards back by the blow and skidded to a stop. Abrand did not let up - he closed the distance in a flash and swung horizontally. The soldier stepped back just as the axe reached him - the tip of the blade scraped the front of his breastplate. Abrand used the momentum of the missed swing to spin around and bring the axe downward again. This time the soldier did not have time to side-step - just barely time to raise his greatsword and block the attack. The axe slammed in to the sword, generating a hail of sparks. The soldier's boots were driven an inch into the ground. Now it was Abrand's turn to smile. The soldier sneered back. He barked a yell of effort and the sword exploded with upward momentum, driving the axe into the air and Abrand backward. Before Abrand could get his footing, the soldier yanked his sword downward. Abrand had only a split-second to dodge - it was only enough time to get partly out of the way. The sword sliced through his left arm at the shoulder, severing it before striking the ground. Abrand yelled and staggered backward, releasing his weapon and grasping at the new oriface as great torrents of blood sprayed from it. "Bastard!", he growled at the soldier. The soldier smirked back. Abrand released his stump and grasped the hilt of one of his war axes, bringing it to his side. The soldier rested his sword on his shoulder. "Enough, barbarian. Tell me what I want to know and you may yet die gloriously." A look of fury passed over the chieftain's face. "I'll piss on your ashes, demon!" he shouted in a rough voice, and again charged. He swung sideward at the soldier. The soldier let his sword fall from his shoulder to block the attack. Abrand booted his foot frontward. The soldier slid his sword in front of him fluidly and severed Abrand's left foreleg. Abrand fell backward and shouted in pain and surprise, landing hard on his back. He hurled his war axe at the soldier's head. The soldier cocked his head to the side and allowed the war axe to cut through the air where his head had been. He walked toward Abrand. Abrand brandished his second war axe out at the soldier. "I'll die gloriously yet!" he cried. "No", the soldier replied, and brought the sword above him with both hands, then brought it down. Abrand braced for the impact, though it was of no use. The sword sliced cleanly through the blade, then through Abrand's remaining arm. It continued until it reached the ground under Abrand's tremendous skull. The skull violently separated in two directions, a spray of brain matter and misty blood exploding from it. The soldier gazed down at the chieftain's corpse. He didn't know conciously that what he was going to do would work. It was an instinct, a not finely-honed one that was just budding. He stabbed his sword into the ground and came to the dead chieftain's skull. It was split vertically two, rejoining at the neck. His eyes had fallen to the ground between the severed sides of the skull, as had his brain. Blood ejected from either side of the cranium and poured into the crevices of the cobbled road, running like rivers and tributaries. The soldier reached down, grasped a hunk of pale, bloody brain meat and yanked backward, liberating it from the rest. He brought this hunk close to his face and examined it closely. He sniffed. The odor was powerfully appetizing. He closed his razor sharp teeth around the brain matter and chewed thoughtfully. He swallowed. His face went blank. New knowledge was suddenly made known to him, simply there in his mind. He knew where the grand-chieftain was, he knew that there reinforcements gathering to move to Tyfor, he knew that Abrand had raped a young peasant girl 3 nights previous and that he was deathly afraid of snakes, as he thought they were an evil omen. He knew everything Abrand had known before his death. The soldier stood and looked eastward in the direction of his final adversary. There would be many others along the way, but the simple need to exterminate any trace of the barbarian horde that ended his daughter's short life forever would always be at the forefront. The soldier turned, returned his sword to his shoulder, and began the trek back to his steed.

Naruto vs. Gaara (Naruto) Ichigo vs. Byakuya (Bleach) Ace vs. Blackbeard (One Piece) SSJ2 Gohan vs. Cell (Dragon Ball Z) Yusuke vs. Sensui (Yu Yu Hakusho) Kira vs. Rau le Cruset (Gundam Seed) Similarly, these just pop off my head. Anime fights are quite varied and there are tons I enjoy.

Yo, im new at the page and i just recently moved to San Diego cali, So wanted to know how many are around or in the cali region? xD heh looking for friends, GF mabye so yeah xD Hi to everyone! =D

Anyone going? Want to meet up? It'll be my first time going there. I know its small so I figured it'd be a good con to meet people and hang out.