No problem. ;) You know I love you as my friend. :D I just want you to be happy Sakura. (hehe, i don't know your real name but that's okay)...
Username: Twilight_Nobody13 Name: Willow Parenthapaeus Age: 19 Gender: female Appearance: http://m16.photobucket.com/image/anime%20female%20mages/MidnightsDragon/Anime/FanMage.jpg.html?src=www Good or Evil: Evil Personality: Often cocky about her own powers, she tries to be cold and cares for only herself. Magic Abilities: ~Level One: Dance of the Dragon (wind and illusion) -- creates a dragon out of wind to slice and dice her enemy (often does not work and is very hard to control) ~Level Two: Wind Rift -- forms a barrier of wind around the user and heals any injuries (example: cannot restore lost limbs and speeds up the healing process of normal wounds to an extent of severity. More severe wounds take more time and energy. A two inch gash would heal within at least four minutes) ~Level Two: Soul Purge (illusion) -- beckons and traps a person's soul within a mirror leaving the body lifeless where it stood. (to be released from the mirror any person would have to crack the mirror. Think being trapped in a glass box) ~Level Two: Blade Dance (illusion) -- animates any sharp weapon in the room to attack for her ~Level Three: Wind Slash (wind) -- sends blades of wind from her fans to slice the enemy Bio: Willow was raised in the shadow of her elder sister when she started using dark arts. Her wind and her fans became her only company. Abused as a child, Willow formed a strong hatred for her family's love of each other and not her. Willow pushed herself to be better and her eagerness caused a spell she wanted to show off to go haywire and kill her sister. Her family disowned her and she turned to her mentor for family and guidance. Willow took any word she heard from the streets and her mentor seriously and formed a determination to fufil her part in destiny. Extras: Her fans have knives hidden in them that can be used as an offensive weapon at times. Preview Post: Willow stared up at the moon, listening to her mother and father chatise her for another lazy day while her "poor ill" sister had to work. Willow stood and her fans dropped from her sleeves into her hands. Her magic wasn't strong but it would be enough to prove to her parents that she wasn't wasting her time. Seeing her sister return home she decided that her sister needed her strength scared back into her, "Dance of the Dragon." she waved her fans out toward her sister and the wind dragon took form. Willow felt her magic snap at her and jerked back. The wind dragon wildly flying toward her sister and connecting those wind jaws with the poor girl. She fell to the ground, bloodied and battered by the dragon's assult and Willow's parents ran to her, "You fiend! Your sister is dead! Willow, how could you!" Willow stared at her sister's lifeless body, cut up from her wind illusion and dropped to her knees, "I didn't...I hadn't meant to...mother please!" she begged her mother's forgivness and was rewarded with a cold glare, "Leave. I never want to see your murdering witch face here again!" She slapped Willow hard and Willow had no choice but to run. Her bare feet hit the dirt road hard as she ran to her mentor's home. Good enough, yes?
Zee came around and jerked upright, "Haru! Where's Haru!?" Zane smiled, rubbing his neck where the dart had hit, "He's gone. He realized I wouldn't help him and he left, more or less with some of my dignity but, hey, that doesn't matter. Are you alright? None of your tiny brain cells are gone are they?" he joked. Zee glowered at him, "You must be victorious or else you wouldn't have the energy to make fun of me!" Zee smiled, despite their small quarrel, "Is Sasha okay?"
I'm back! Because i didn't think you knew any love songs. :)
I'm not sure what other people have said and I'm sure they're right too. I've been in the same boat as you and in some places still am. You're ex's girlfriend is not better than you. I'm not saying everyone's like a supermodel to me, but if she has to state that she's better, prettier and whatever else she's saying, then she's not. Those that have to say it, are actually very ugly on the inside. I've had one of those girls around me. I brushed her off because I know that everyone is beautiful on the inside, based on their heart. It's a lame thing to say, I know, but I recently learned no one has to prove to anyone that they are smart, pretty or better because those that try to prove it won't end up very pretty in the end. When she's older, I'll bet she has wrinkles from worry (because dating someone that cheated on his girlfriend to have her will always worry that he'll do the same to her), grayed and split hair and probably have something awful happen to her that'll marr her looks. Your parents sound like mine. They fight and ignore me and find time to say I'm the worst child they've ever had. With and abusive brother, I don't think I have much to be compared to. Who you chose to love is your decision, parents don't approve of everyone and mine have often told me my boyfriend isn't my boyfriend and that I too don't love him. They're wrong. What matters is what's in your heart. I don't have much to say on it though, since I'm still trying to figure a way to deal with my parents. This guy you are interested in: you don't have to date him, feeling attracted to him and not dating him is okay to do. It's cheesy and not much but in my experience you should let your heart tell you what to feel about him. Major interest doesn't happen overnight and I've found it's the ones that you're not very interested in in the first place that make a better partner in life. My suggestion, think confidently about your traits that God gave you and be proud to be who you are. It takes a lot of work, I know but one day, if even for a moment, you can hold your head high and ignore evil comments about yourself if progress and it's worthy of praise. I've made this promise to someone else already and have yet to see it happen but one day I'd like to meet you in real life. I feel like I could get along with you very well. I'm not proud to say this, but I'm the vicious type that stands up for my friends and if I were next to you when your ex's girlfriend says hurtful things, we'd learn a few things. :noworries: We're all connected by a thread that's tied around our finger and I'll hold tightly to that thread if you do. Us here...at KHV, we'll never put you down and if we could, we'd bring you ice cream and warm cookies and hugs to cheer you up. :glomp: I know I would, because you are who you are for a reason.
Um, thanks I guess. :D haha, this is so awkward. well, brb, I have to take a shower now.
Haru growled and pulled a blow dart from his pocket. It connected with Zane's neck, though his poison was one unfamiliar to the assassin. Haru gave him a grim smile and calmly walked past Mya toward the door. Zane let him go and strongly encouraged Mya to do the same with a look at her. Pulling out the dart from his neck he grunted and rolled his shoulders, "Don't worry Mya, I don't feel any different. Probably old poison, lost it's kick." At least, he hoped it was that way. Zane knelt beside Zee and felt for a pulse. Zee was still alive, but his nap was going to be rudely interrupted, "Hey, Zee...wake up."
Haru clutched his arm like a defenseless little kid and stared offendingly at Zane, "You would attack family?" Zane shook his head, "I attack traitors who can't seem to get it through their heads that family isn't just a word. It's my life. I would've died for Annabelle, for Kyrin, for mother and even father! I'd die for Zee and Mya. But not you...I won't die for someone who regards family as an object to be controlled or a word to be said and used against blood." Zane dropped his sword, "I won't kill you because you're family. I will not spill family blood." Haru gritted his teeth, this wasn't what he wanted. He wanted Zane to hit him, enough to prove to the Templars he was worthy of their favor again. "You no good, dirty, rotten brat! You've always sided with your father over me! I've never seen you so weak in my life Zane!"
Yeah, me too. I still feel bad for making him feel that way, but he keeps telling me not to feel bad. I can't help it, it was my fault. :(
Vincent wasn't surprised when he heard Olive's defense spell and watched calmly as Jason's kick connected with the white wall. To him, colors were brighter and he redrew his sword, hitting Jason with the flat of the blade. His intent wasn't to kill, simply knock him out or...maim him a little. Vincent gathered a fist of holy magic and tried again, punching at Jason's stomach.
Zane dared to defy his Uncle, "That seems like a threat to me. You don't know where Ryku is, do you? What makes you think I know where he is either?" Haru flinched, his talktative tongue had let slip his hold on Zane, "So I don't know where the boy is, doesn't mean I can't find him. Or, I could simply kill your little woman. I'm sure you've got plently to fill her place." Zane snarled and shoved him off him, drawing his sword and slicing Haru's hand in one fluid motion. "Leave Mya out of this! You've got nothing, so you want to take what's not yours! If there's one thing you taught me, Uncle, it's to protect what you can't protect." He slashed Haru's arm.
Uh, heh, thanks I guess. :) Y'know that song you mentioned to him..Let You Go, I have that on my mp3 player. Is that really what you listen to...
Zane nodded to Mya and tried to reason with Haru, "C'mon Uncle. Let's be men. Release Zee and let's talk." Haru grinned, dropped Zee and pulled his sword from the wall. "Alright, then let's discuss this like men." Before Zane could react, Haru knocked him onto his back and held his sword to his throat, "Now, you will go back and find Ryku for me so I can kill him and make it look like some big ol' scheme to win the Templar's favor back."
I know.... :) I'm that girlfriend, still am too. I'd explain that day but it's really personal.
Daieko laughed and stood, facing Rio. An easy smile on his face as his ice blue eyes glared down at him. Shemhazai jerked one scythed arm toward Rio, it opened up to reveal a gun embedded as her arm. Daieko lifted his hand to freeze her motion, "I don't remember you from the orphanage. Name's Daieko Deathchild. A pleasure, I'm sure. Zain is an old friend of mine and I have buisness with him, so no matter what he says I'm taking him home with me." Zain shook his head in defiance and Daieko frowned at him, "So I suppose you want to keep the shadow inside of you? Hmph, and here I'd hoped to gain a willing experiment at least."
Hmm, jealous. XP Anyway, I'm pretty lonely around here. haven't talked to anarchy666 in six days. lol not that I'm counting or anything.......
Haru glanced at Mya and Sasha, "Ah, Zane, my boy, I see you haven't given up your womanizing." Zane jerked and looked back at Mya, "Mya, no, don't draw his attention!" Haru choked Zee harder and lifted one perfect arched eyebrow, "Come now, Zane, let us talk. Before two men loose their lives." Zane hadn't forgotten Ryku's life was on the line too. "Why Ryku...why would you threaten him? I told him to leave. He has no fight with me now." "Sheer joy...and to win my favor back with the conspirators. It seems my acting as an assassin lost their favor and now I'm unwanted there too."
Ah not much. Break for me starts in three days so I'm a little anxious. How bout you?
Zane couldn't believe his ears, "Haru...? That can't be right. He'd had to be suicidal to walk into an assassin's villa." He walked out of Mya's room and followed his ears to Zee's shouting. "With all this shouting, Zee could wake the dead." Haru had grown tired of talking to Zee, he quickly moved and grabbed Zee's throat, slamming him into the wall beside his sword, "I'm so sick of listening to you b*tch and moan about all the things I did to you while you were under my guidance. I made you who you are!" Zee couldn't speak and Zane came up short when he saw Haru holding Zee to the wall by his throat, "Haru... What are you doing here, Uncle? I thought you'd forsaken assassins for the luxury's of a Templar?" Haru laughed and grinned at Zane, "I'm glad you see how much better life is as a Tempar. I'm not here for a social visit, I just wanted to conduct a bit of buisness with you." Zane's gray eyes narrowed, "What kind of buisness?" "Ryku's life." Zane couldn't move, Ryku was the only link to Annabelle that he had.
S'kay, I managed. It works, don't worry about it. (I hope I'm not overdoing it with that last post lol)
