Echofish

Consult a salon, they have those permanent straightener things.

I get picked on for being asian. *starts rant about not being related to Bruce Lee, I'm not a doctor, I'm not that smart, I don't know Kung-Fu etc...* Then again, I give them the idea that I do know Kung-fu and my dad is their doctor and I can make him prescribe fake drugs : I don't get bullied, I usually just answer back.

Like how a name needs an object to bear it, so we can identify it. If the object doesn't exist, then a name would be meaningless. I remember reading it off Wikipedia. I might be wrong, or totally clueless.

Chapter 2: An Archer's arrival "Okay... so your telling me she just popped up from nowhere?!" Nick turned to face his friend, who was now gaping at their new visitor. "Yeah, kinda like that..." --- "Dude, she's hot" Ben stated "Look at her armour, damn." Nick was not pleased. Who is she? How did she got there? And, why? She look very unfamiliar with her surroundings and her accent was very peculiar. They barely have any food in the fridge for themselves, then this happens. The young woman swatted Ben's hand away from her skirt, as he was starting to feel his way around her plateskirt. "It's very inappropriate to touch a woman without her consent." the woman said with a disapproving look on her face. Nick just came back with a cup of tea and some biscuits. He gave him a look, which made him back off from the woman even further. "God Ben, aren't you worried about this at all? What if she was kidnapped? They'd think we did it!" Nick looked very distraught. "What if she-" "You have summoned me, Master Nick. Therefore I am here to abide by whatever you say." Ben gave him a look. "So, you 'summoned' her here? And you're blabbing about stupid nonsense about her being kidnapped!" Nick could only put his arms up in defeat. "Or maybe you did kidnap the woma-" "Integra" "Ehh? Intiger what?" "My name is Integra." "Did she say Integra?" Ben tugged on Nick's sleeve. "Isn't that from a game or something?" "Integra, eh? Weird but I guess it's a girlish name." Nick answered back, "Anyway, I don't know Integra nor did I kidnap her! I'm telling you she just popped up from that weird looking circle on the balcony." Ben started to think. "Oh that! I thought you drew that, nice work mate. It's pretty cool. I like the red on the tile too. I prefer the blu-" Integra interrupted him once again, "There's another seal? You must show me right away!" She immediately stood up, totally forgetting the tea she had in hand causing to drop and pour all over the carpet. "Oh, great! Look what you did!" Nick moaned. It was always him who ends up doing the cleaning. ----- Ben lead the way to the bathroom. The others soon followed behind him. They stopped inside the bathroom and located the intricate red circular pattern embellished on the smooth white tile. The moment Integra touched the pattern, she flinched a slight puff of smoke erupted from the circle. "Hey Nick, wouldn't that set off the smoke alarm?" "That smoke alarm hasn't been working for years, don't worry." Nick reassured him. "This symbol represents Gandiva. The archer is coming." Integra said as she closely examined the strange design. "He has won many battles and he will not stop at anything. Try not to get in his way" "He doesn't sound like a nice guy, eh Nick? Nick?" Ben waved his hand and snapped his fingers to get Nick's attention, but Nick was staring at something else. Ben turned around to see what he was looking at and saw that the seal was now shining brightly red. "Not good, I think I saw this kind of light before!" Nick slapped the back of his head "Of course you did you fool! That's how Integra got here in the first place!" Both heads turned back to Integra and the seal but the intensity of the light forced to move out of the small, enclosed bathroom. Just in time to escape the blast that send them flying towards the wall. "Umm, Nick? I don't think your Dad will be happy about paying the damages for this..." After the smoke cleared, the bathroom was left in ruins. Pieces of shattered marble and glass were scattered everywhere as two figures emerged from the debris. As for the wall that separated the bathroom from the hall; half were on the ground as rubble. "I see that you still weild the Gandiva, Arjun." Arjun, clad in a worn out cloak and his breastplate, seemed to have escaped the blast unscathed. He stood tall, golden hair blowing in the non-existing wind. He knelt down to Nick and Ben's level, who were still lying face-front from the blast, and asked: "You, were you the ones who summoned me?" Arjun had a slight accent, that sounded somewhat like an Indian's "They have. I have been called forth by them also.They will supervise us for the time being. But for now, we must find the others. It would be troublesome if they awaken without proper supervision nor contact with us." she explained. "Now," helping Nick and Ben up, "You happen to have any rations that I can consume? Waiting for that long, takes it toll on a man stomach" He winked, which made Nick and Ben shudder. ----- Nick and Ben are now involved in the hunt for these powerful warriors. They are to supervise, like Integra said, but do they have what it takes to convince these tempermental heroes? Integra has warned them about the ranger, but he seemed to have a liking for the pair. Who will they discover next? ----- Arjun's origins - Arjun is one of the names of Arjuna, a figure from Hindu Mythology. He weilds Gandiva, a legendary bow that grants it's user sure victory in battle. How did I come of the name Integra? She's a character from an anime, would that be ripping too? Tell me.

It isn't a rip. Why would I bother re-writing a TV show and post it here? There's just alot of reference there. Maybe I put too much and made it look like I ripped it. A lot of stories start of the same way, which makes them look very familiar. I don't like being accused of ripping, it took me time to write this and I feel very offended.

Ripped the storyline? The storyline in one chapter? :roll: Trust me, as familiar is it sounds, this is not a carbon copy of it. Ever heard of fanfiction?

How rude! Weren't you talking about courtesy? Don't be so hypocritical, please. As if you were totally above everyone else, and your opinion is totally correct?

This is chapter one of my new series, For the Seven. It's a story about 7 warriors who were brought on to our world from the past to relive a new life, earn new memories etc. I got this idea from watching a brilliant anime called Fate/Stay Night. So, I give you Chapter one! Saber Swords clashed, arrows flew and spells were cast as loud clangs echoed throughout the dark evening. A battle between seven great warriors like this was inevitable, but only one would stand victorious. But who would ever be suspect a battle like this? Not in our era, not in our millenia. Not when the warriors themselves are cleverly disguised as one of us. ----- "Hey, wake up you damn lazy fool! Wake up for once, will ya?!" a boy almost flew out of his bed. "Listen Nick, if you don't wake up now, I'll take that fake guitar game of yours and destr-" "Okay, okay I'm up! Sheesh... Who hired you to wake me up anyway" Nick sat up groggily "Just because you can't beat me in Guitar Hero 2..." His name was Nick. "You going to college today, Ben?" Nick asked his roommate. "Nah, I hardly have any lessons today.Besides, they're worthless. Going on PS2 probably." Before Nick could retort, Ben had already started up Guitar Hero 2. Nick's eyebrow visibly twitched. "I thought you said that game was fake" Ben laughed it off "Not when I play it, now go, you're gonna ruin my perfect streak" "Perfect in beginners, hmph" he said while exiting the door. Nick managed to close the door in time before a pillowing came hurdling towards his way. "I heard that!" ----- "Damn it..." Nick almost stumbled over as he stepped on the rubbish bag blocking the doorway. Ben was supposed to take it out before he got home, "bloody bastard" as Nick would say. He just came home from college, dripping wet with rainwater. Curse the great British weather, we're being robbed of our summer here! "Might as well do it anyway" he thought to himself. Grabbing the bags, he quickly made a run outside and quickly went back in. In the living room, he found Ben asleep on the couch. Look at him, just lying there waiting to be slapped... Nick held that thought. He better check if he took their laundry in, or else he'd have no clean underwear to wear tomorrow. Just his luck, Ben had also forgotten about the laundry that hanged over their balcony to dry. It wasn't drying at all, it would take the whole night for these to dry again. "Arghh! Watch when I get my hands on him I'm so gonna ki-" He looked down briefly and noticed that there was some of pentagram pattern on the floor of their balcony. He leant over to rub it off, instead activated the seal, bringing forth a bright jet of blue light. "Ben, is this some kind of christmas lantern? It's glowing, ahahahaah- oh my god!" Nick was now totally engulfed in the obscenely bright blue light. The pattern on the ground however, glowed an even more darker, intenser light. As if lightning had struck his building, he heard an deafening bang. Then, out of nowhere, a figure was slowly ascending from the ground itself. The figure was a woman. Nick felt like he just seen something awesomer than a free blue partyhat. The woman was clad in a royal blue dress, with the exception of metal armour hanging from her chest down to her ankle-length skirt. With blonde hair neatly kept in a bun, this woman looked ready to fight. She finally noticed Nick and turned to face him. "Are you the one who summoned me?" She was now glaring daggers at him. "Uhhh.. you mean that crazy looking drawing thingy? Umm, I think..." Nick was at a loss for words. Not everyday do you see a woman clad in medieval armour materialise infront of you in a rainy day. "Then you are my master" she knelt in front of Nick. "Ahh.. ehh, this is a joke, right?" When the woman shook her head, Nick gulped.

My head is big? *gasp*

There's an 'appear offline' or you can just totally 'go offline'. But your post sounded like you were blaming it on all of them. There's a alot of decent people in those convos too. To be honest, I shouldn't really be getting involved since I wasn't in that convo. Just had to say what's in my mind... Considering how much they might have annoyed you, I'm sure they won't take being called 'morons' lightly.

I didn't know he was the kind to do such a thing, ahh well.

Revenga: Sinc he has the attention span of a lampshade.

Umm, your last post included Sepiroth. Time to step out of Final Fantasy I think.

Congrats Trippy!

I've been in highschool for 3 years now. It was quite hard for me settle in, being a foreigner and all. Being in England for only 2 months and beating the language barrier was tough, but being in highschool was great. Now that I'm in Year 10, I look back now and I just want to say "Damn, I miss the days" I don't understand why the new highschoolers get beaten in some schools. In my school, all new starters were practically loved by the elders :P

Being a Narutard, I find this over the shoulder a bit cool 8-) My dad had his name tattooed over his leg. He was only 1 letter short but he couldn't handle it (this was waaay back then) so his tattoo had a letter 'a' missing.

I used to have a semi-mullet. A more subtle 'girly-version' mullet. My bad mulletude days are over, hallelujah.

Let's see... - Shed 10kg - Buy school supplies - Get a new guitar lead + amp - Clean my room (It's been 2 weeks since I came back from holiday and I still HAVEN'T unpacked. I simply use up the clothes in my luggage.) - Get a new magazine to read *sigh* - Master being able to write with my left hand. - Get rid of the hive of flipping bees who decided to rent on my window. - Clear all boxes before spider season starts. If not, here me scream. - Probably get a haircut, yeah. All those must be done in 2 weeks. Running on 12 hours of sleep a day, a snack or two, and God's good will; I WILL SURVIVE!

Okay, this one could be slightly shorter than the rest. I'll try to make it longer but my brain seemed to have tired out hehehe. Anyways, this is for Taran and Laniey! ~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷-~~ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâ÷- Taran was in a pickle. Not literally, of course. It'd just be silly, and squishy. In fact, he dislikes pickles. He finds them absolutely repulsive. He'd rather be in a cucumber. So Taran was in a cucumber. He frowned at the sign. The sign which displayed the much-hated words of 'Closed for Renovation'. His favourite cafe just closed, leaving him tired, hungy, and coffee-less. "If I don't get any caffeine in my system, I don't think I'd last the whole day." he muttered with a sigh. As much as he wants to up for the day running with only three hours of sleep, a pop tart and God's will; he would not last very long. In his journey to find his favoured beverage, he stumbled upon a cafe. It was fairly different from what he was used to. Usually, he would have to go to the counter himself to order anything, but here, it looks like there are actual waiters and waitressess. Shaking it off, he opted for a change and went for a seat near the window. Sitting down, he quickly pulled out his laptop and began working. A voice from his side made him leave his work, and look up from where he was sitting. There was a young blonde woman, with hair tight to a loose ponytail. She gave off a very friendly aura. Armed with her notebook, apron and pencil in hair; she was ready to take Taran's orders. "What can I get you, sir?" she asked, but Taran wasn't listening. He was too busy staring at the young woman, which the latter didn't take too lightly. "Sir, as much as you would like to stare at my face, I need to get your order..." she huffed. This caught Taran's attention and he quickly apologized. "Ahh, sorry. I'll have just a normal coffe, please." "You want coffee? In the morning? Sheesh, I'll get you something less strong." Before Taran could reply, she had already handed her notebook to a fellow waitress and took her apron off. ____________________________________________ Taran turned his gaze back onto his laptop. Thank God the cafe had free internet. They had it back in his old cafe, he didn't think he would survive with his work without it. A window popped up. He opened it to find the words "Hey bro!" written in a big, 16pt, pink font. Great... "Bryce, how the hell did you get my new email address?" he said to Bryce, his younger brother. "Oh i got it off ur friend kyle or sumthin lik that" Bryce replied back. He closed the window. He quickly opened MSN and deleted his sibling from his contacts. How could've he added him? ___________________________________________________ Minutes passed and his coffee still hasn't arrived. He wanted to barge to the counter, but that would be rude. So he waited... And waited... Finally, his waitress arrived with a tray in hand. She wasn't dressed in her usual outfit before, her hair was much more tidy and her apron was gone. "Sorry about the delay, I was just about to end my shift but I thought I'd your order first and stuff- is there something wrong?" Taran figured that he was staring at her once again. Maybe it's the fact the just sat herself down on his table, invading his private time. "Well, um, you just s-sat there a-and, um, well... it's my table and-" "Do you not want me sit here?" the blonde pouted. "No, not at all! It's fine, don't worry. Haha!" At that time, Taran had his hand behind his neck sporting a goofy smile. The Waitress smiled, she handed him over his drink. It didn't look like a hot cup of coffee at all. "I figured I'd get you a mocha instead, since it's morning and all. Coffee isn't really good for you" Taran eyed the drink. How dare her! "And Mr. I want Coffee, want anything with it? My treat" the girl offered. "No thanks, really. I'm fine" he replied. He noticed that she was still wearing her badge. Taran tried striking up a conversation. "So, uhh, Marie do you work full time?" "I don't. Since I just ended my shift a while ago, heh. Oh and my name isn't really Marie, it's my second name. Call me Laniey" She held out her hand. "Real smooth Taran, what a dumb question to ask" he thought while he shook Laniey's hand. A few moments of silence, then another waitress arrived with another tray. On it was a plate containing a warm bagel. She crossed her arms on the table."So, how's your day been today?" Taran was slightly surpised at her openness. "It's alright, I guess." "Alright? Is that all you can say?" Taran was starting to get weirded out by this woman. "Nothing happened at all?" she kept on. "No, nothing at all" Taran was intrigued by this girl. She was different. All of a sudden, the plate she had was now infront of him. "There, that's something. Tell me about your day now" she smiled playfully at him. "Now, if someone asks about your day today you can say "Hey, I got a free bagel today!" "Do I get free cheese with that?" "Don't push it!" She mockingly raised her eyebrow. "You're strange, I don't even know you..." Taran said more to himself, picking up his newly-acquired bagel and inspecting it; poking it here and there. "I didn't poison that, if you were wondering. Besides, I'd be fired if I did." She frowned. "Your job before my life, huh? He laughed "That's very reassuring" Taking a bit, he tried to rake his brain for an event worth mentiong to Laniey. "Let's see," He began "My usual cafe is closed for a week, explains why I'm here." "Aww, that's too bad. That's why you're here?" She pondered "No wonder I didn't recognize you." "You been here long?" He asked "Just two months, long enough to know the regulars." She glanced to her wris[bleep]ch to check the time. "Oh dear, I have to go! I forgot I'm supposed to meet my brother from California today....Argh, it was nice meeting you, I gotta run!" Before Taran could answer, but the sound of the bell cut made him shut his mouth. Interesting, I guess she made my day interesting in more than one way...

Looks like an Epiphone Alleykat to me :wink: edit: Might be sheraton though hehe

Dir en Grey - Hydra I wanna be an anarchist, too 8-)

Just think about it this way. Transformers also had a TV series. I'd agree with you on the movie Bratz though.

Gundam Seed And this is sort of an oekaki, although I've only seen them haven't really tried.

I don't think I can get a decent picture of it, since it is a poster on my wall. (My neck is hurting from the constant turning back to check.)

^ lineart so far Pic (found it!) 14 colours only! ^_^ This is a drawing roughly based on a poster up on my wall. I intend to do this slightly different from other pixels since I will focus more on the lineart than the colouring and shading. Done this without a mouse, as of every other work of art that I do. This is quite a feat for me. Only took me around 2 1/2 hours on the lineart (Note: the actual drawing is a full body. I only wish to colour a section of it) :)