Sorry, I never saw that before. Please excuse me. But anyways, that's awesome ! What part of Nevada are you going to be visiting ? ( I probably already know, but you know, curiousity. )
I wish I could do something to suddenly crash into the conversation, but I don't want to be rude. So, does anybody want some ... L ?
Labyrinth by Enter Shikari.
This may sound actually rather stupid, but are you coming to Nevada? Or leaving Nevada? It just sounds confusing due to the body of the topic.
Just by the feel, the great, immense texture of Miranda's body, arms, and fingers, began to make Haiden's heart beat faster second after second. Movement after movement. Trying to make Miranda comfortable with moving around a little, Haiden chuckled as if a giggle, instead. Backing up from the parking space, Haiden was getting on the road, preparing his goggles on his face. Before they knew it, the motorcycle started picking up speeds near thirty to fourty miles per hour. Pretty slow for a high performance racing motorcycle. "Hope you don't mind us stopping by my house first! I need to get some money, left my wallet!" Haiden had to yell with the wind blowing hard on them, making it hard for voices to travel easily. It took what seemed like seconds to arrive in the driveway. Without knowing, his sister wasn't home yet. Maybe she was still on her way from work.
Perhaps, with what I've already seen, yes. :3 Too many. My main bands to listen to are Secrets Kept In Suicide, Underoath, As I Lay Dying, and Enter Shikari. Nothing much, just being myself. Writing some stories here, listening to and adoring Aya Hirano there.
Well, the Question Time topics inspired me to ask all of you this: do you have questions for me ? I guess this is the best alternative to hearing questions from everyone instead of waiting until a certain conversation pops up. Haha. But that's besides that. Have any questions involving simplicity with subjects such as media, writing, etc. ? Go ahead and ask me, I'd love to answer all your questions. :3 ( Sorry if I sounded a bit selfish back there. I tried to put it the best way I could.
At that moment, Haiden was seriously starting to imagine the lifestyle of a French high school student wandering around a world which was unknown in various ways. Haiden was beginning to go into a phase of cognito with his mind; the part of his mind that was his intellectuality, the other being a part of his philosophy and thoughts on reality, and the other just straight out romanticism. "You make that sound as if you were the cause of everyone's grief." Haiden wanted to say something, but it would probably reveal too much of his feelings. Incidently, the words fell out of his lips a little too fast, not much thought being put into. "If that is so, I doubt that no matter if I was there or not. You are too --" Cutting off, Haiden stopped at the motorcycle. Here come the nervous subject change, what every other guy would do to get out of a pressurized situation like so. Handing over the helmet to Miranda, Haiden began to smile over to her. Just so then, she wouldn't be freaked out when she hops on the motorcycle. "Just hold on tight, Miranda. I'll go through any stress just so you feel comfortable on here." With that. Haiden put his right leg over the motorcycle to then sit down. The kickstand being pulled in, Haiden awaited for the response, as usual.
Oh ... my ... god, love the profile, Kini-chan ~ ! And might I add that she looks adorable. ;D
Jambalaya ?
Putting his attention back onto Miranda, instead of his memories, Haiden nodded as a simple response for now. Then again, being around Miranda, simple and short responses were all that could be reacted or said at this moment. Although, Haiden knew within his heart and his mind that he wanted to say something actually rather intellectual. Too bad that heart believing in intellectuality was beginning to get in the way of all of that. 'Damn, I can't talk straight. This isn't going to be good for a welcome back.' So Haiden thought, with massive thoughts of Miranda blocking in the way of original thoughts. God, it was becoming hard to hold back what he truly wanted to say to his love. Walking out the airport, Haiden began to start a conversation as he progressed over to the midnight blue and coffee black motorcycle not too far from the entrance. "So, Miranda, what was it like in London?" What was always depressing about Haiden was that he couldn't speak perfect English, but he was still training hard for then, he could travel with Miranda and not look too much of an idiot. Waiting for the next response once again, Haiden approached about ten yards away from the motorcycle before peering his attention forwards; instead of directly within the path of Miranda's lovely hazel eyes.
OKay, that did sound kind of weird. Haha ... But anyways, love ( and dislike ) the same things as you ! <33 Oh gawd, Dragon Wars was a terrible waste of money. Cheesy storyline, terrible progression, everything about it except the killing and CGI sucked.
There should be a few on this website, as a matter of fact, most of you should be able or should've posted or made a story now or in the past. So, here are my questions for all you lovely residents of KH-Vids : 1. How did you begin to write stories ? 2. What was your first story, and what was it about ? 3. Are you working on any stories currently ? Any poems, perhaps ? _______________________________ Well, it all began when I first watched the chibi, CGI Gundam series. The style of the series and the simply plotline got me really thinking about if I could continue something in my own version of perspective. With that, I began to write primitive lines, the fact that I was only eight at the time. As I progressed in age, I began to study further into English and my mother's language, Japanese. Therefore, so I could learn more about each side of the languages for a better advantage to a better description of words and their formation in sentences, paragraphs, etc. My first real story would have to be a underground published AniPlay, which takes place in a self titled world with all residents from a certain website ordered to leave there the rest of their lifes. In a world completely unknown and hidden from all human eyes in general, except for the people who reside within the world. The problem, the master in all of the world, Robuko, is ordering everyone to fight each other to the death. If you die in that world, you return to real life in your world. But unfortunately, you can find weapons around the world that can permanently kill you. This was the story of Daisuke, who was willingly trying to stay alive with his friends. As a matter of fact, I am working on two stories. The first story actually is one I halted on hiatus due to the fact of low feedback and reputation I recieved for it. The title is Drink Under The Wine, which I posted the first five chapters here on KH-Vids. Another one is actually a new story idea, one I have actually been working hard on assembling. The long awaited title for the mysterious story is revealed only here ( because the other people on the website got ugly and we all had to quit ) is The Disintegration and Reawakening of the SOS Brigade. Uh huh, my continuation of the novel series. Now, I bet you are asking yourself, Haruhi Suzumiya no Yuuutsu had a novel series? Yes, actually, that and the manga inspired the anime we all know and love ( and patiently waiting a second season to ) today. And after reading a snippet of the final novel, I thought that the series needed to be continued. Now it's your turn ! I'm sure a lot of you have great backstories and stories themselves to share with us ! <33
Horray for another Elfen Lied fan ! You can join Kitty and CtR, if you haven't already. Haha.
Darn straight, and that I am. :3
You are a smart one, young Padawan.
: D Why, I am your pet tomcat, Kiki. <33
Ugh, this was such an old video, but still, people have been telling me I either own at headbanging or the fact that I might be a little crazy. Well, the story behind everything is in the description. In fact, I must remind you, this is a hidden camera in the act from my friend Alissa. It sucked when I found out getting caught. ( Look out for 1:10, you'll like what you see. ) My, oh my.
Haiden could tell that Miranda was into motorcycles right when the anxiousness echoed within hsi eardrums. The information gathered in his head with a smile then triggering the reaction. True happiness being all that can describe the smile he possessed. "Yes, I do. And this helmet's for you." Holding out the heavenly white helment further out for Miranda to grasp, the teen beauty simply waiting for the response of action. But during this awaiting response, Haiden began to think of the past actually rather quickly. The seconds went by what seemed like a sports car at top speeds. The memories, the life, finally, it would all flashback to his mind. And, not to mention, his heart. Haiden couldn't lie, his heart was beginning to beat actually rather faster. The pace picking up velocity after every memory, one by one.
Why, yes, I do. "It's always my pleasure." <33
