Necromagus

1) She didn't leave. She was booted out by the other four members because her attitude towards the band and the fans had become terrible. 2) Tuomas would never leave, he's made it quite clear that the band means too much to him. 3) Tarja won't come back to Nightwish, not after the way her husband/manager actively tried to block the release of the Nightwish book.

The quarry is filled with laughter. In the light of the bonfire I can see people laughing and dancing. The sounds of their drunken joy echo up into the warm summer night. IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m too far away from the fire to feel itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s heat, but even if it wasnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t warm it still wouldnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t matter. The sharp scent of the smoke mixed with the scent of her hair draws my attention back to her. SheÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s lying in the sand with me, curled up against me. She watches the fire with an absentminded smile. I admire her quietly, wondering how I got so lucky. As my hands softly rub my back I can feel the bathing suit sheÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s still wearing under her t-shirt, which seems to be three sizes too large for her. The wind gently tugged at it, but she doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t mind. Just like me, all she wants to do is lie there. For the moment anyway. We lie like this forÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâæ I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t know how long, I lose track of time as I stare at the fire and enjoy her warmth. Suddenly the pressure on my chest disappears, and I glance to see her standing up, brushing the sand off her back and sides. She says sheÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s tired, that she wants to go back to the campsite. I open my mouth to ask her if she wants me to walk her back, but she nods before the words leave my mouth, smiling softly. As we walk down the road her hand seems to find mine automatically. Our fingers entwine, and even though we only have to walk two miles I feel like I could go on to the end of the world with her. The wind is blowing faster now, shaking up the pine trees that dot the hillside. As I look up I can see thick clouds sliding across the sky, blocking out the moon and the stars. I can almost feel the pressure dropping. We have no choice but to keep walking. Sure enough, it only takes a summer storm fifteen minutes to catch up with us. It announces itself with a thundering roar that echoes off the hills, making it seem like the heavens themselves are being torn open. Then itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s only a few moments before the rain begins, coming down in pounding torrents. Instinctively we begin to run, but itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s pointless. WeÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢re soaked within minutes. Finally we find cover in a yellow phone booth lit up by the pale glow of a streetlight. Our run becomes a sprint. All that time her hand never leaves mine. I use my free hand to yank open the door, stumbling inside. As I struggle to catch my breath she shuts the door behind us, almost cutting off the sounds of the world outside. All that remained was the dull roar of the rain that was still pouring down, occasionally drowned out by the thunder. If anything, getting soaked has only made her more beautiful. Her overly large t-shirt clings to her body, showing her skin quite clearly except where itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s covered up by her bathing suit. I know she can feel my eyes on her, but she doesnÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t seem to mind. Then, completely without warning IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m slammed against the cold glass. Before I know whatÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s happening she pushes her mouth hard against mine and kisses me so forceful it hurts. I kiss her back just as hard. Her arms find their way around my body and she pulls herself up against me. I do the same, letting her sweep me along. After five minutes she comes up for air, grinning wildly but not saying a word. Her long fingernails press into my back through my wet t-shirt. She slowly draws them along my skin. I donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t even feel pain, IÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢m completely overwhelmed by the heat of the moment. Her face is momentarily lit up by lightning, and two seconds later thunder rings across the valley. She lunges at me again as if itÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s the signal sheÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢s been waiting for. I feel her mouth press itself against the side of my neck. She suckles and bites with the same intensity as she kissed. I arch my head back and let her, completely drowning in her. It feels like our mouths and arms dance along our faces, necks and bodies for ages. The world outside the phone booth falls away as we tangle. We donÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t even notice the thunderstorm stopping. For those two hours we spend in the booth, we are the only human beings on the planet. Finally she moves away. I can see the regret on her face as she tells me that we have to get back, that her parents would worry about her. The world beyond the door of the phone booth seems reborn. The moon and stars have returned to light our path as we walk back. Finally we reach the camp site. As we pass the reception building, I notice my reflection in one of the dark windows. The skin of my neck is covered in red marks. I smile inwardly, knowing that I wonÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢t hear the end of it for days to come. In the end, we reach her parentsÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ã¢ââ¬Å¾Ã¢ caravan, with her tent standing besides it. She turns around, looking into my eyes, hesitating for a moment. Just as I lean forward for one last kiss she turns away. She leans close to my ear, whispering softly. ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¢â¬ÅTomorrowÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâæÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬ÃâÃ

Already had my final exams, passed them all except for Greek :(

10.5 the last time I took it, which was about a year ago.

It was up to 30s today, probably again tomorrow... weather for people who don't like to move much :|

And you'll get banned again. Hopefully on a more permanent basis.

Cute, but you just admitted you're evading a ban put into place by ForsakenMage. If you want compliments, post something intelligent.

Thought you were talking about the videogame XIII for a moment :-s

Dunno if you two are being serious or not, but just to avoid any confusion: http://www.snopes.com/critters/crusader/bonsai.asp :-w I think it's called The Sixth Day (it's the only Arnie movie I know that deals with cloning pets... and it's only 6 years old :P

Heh, 0-0 still. It'd be amazing if Australia could pull out a point from this match :P

USA made 24 fouls in the match, against 13 from Italy. It seemed like a pretty violent match overall though... (Is it wrong for me to enjoy watching someone getting his face rearranged from time to time?)

Hehe, probably the best way to appear to be working at the office while spending your time productively :P (This site was actually recommended in The Joy of Work, a book by Dilbert author Scott Adams on how to get the most out of your office job)

Braces are only worth it if you're willing to stick with it. In the long run, it's worth it though. It took five years, but my teeth have been corrected up to the point where the only way to straighten them out further would be with surgery. The first two weeks after insertion/change of braces can be painful though, but you'll have to live with it.

Well, as a computer programmer you're probably aready well informed on using equipment designed with ergonomics in mind, so I guess there's not much room for it there. I'd just follow my doctor's recommendations though, better lay off RS for a few weeks than having to lay off it for the rest of your life...

As cool as it looks, humanity definiately isn't ready for this. That being said, I want an 8 foot tall firebreathing rottweiler that hates children. I also want a custom saddle for said rottweiler.

Sorry, can't bring up much enthousiasm for them. I'll admit that some songs on their first album like Imaginary, Hello and My Last Breath are halfway decent, but they're way too fabricated to appeal to 13 year old Hot Topic shoppers...

At the moment I don't have school or any other commitments, so I usually roll out of bed by 2pm, or whenever my dad kicks me out :-w

If the letter the report card is sent in is adressed to your parents, then you break the law by opening it... With that being set, use steam.

Cote D'Ivoire would've qualified for the final rounds in any other group.

What confuzzles me is the fact that there have been four replies already, and nobody has bothered reporting the thread to the mods. The report function only works if you make it work [-X

It took them 80 minutes to open the score against a team you normally only play against to boost your goal saldo. Their first run-in with a proper team, either Sweden in the final group round or someone else in the finals will quickly crack the surface. Holland vs. Ivory Coast tonight. If we win we're certain of qualification and the match against Argentina will only be for the statistics, if we lose we'll have to go all-out in the final round and hope Ivory Coast doesn't win their third match too, pretty much the same for when its a draw.

Uhm... yay?

The reason the person who informed JAGeX was banned was that he admitted that he was an AutoRune user. A criminal that turns himself in is still a criminal. I still remember the whole debacle. For most of the day I just walked around Varrock, hoping someone would crack a cracker with me. I never asked anyone though, afraid to get banned. In the end nobody cracked me, and I didn't buy a hat either. Still had fun watching the whole thing though.

One hint if you're going to Rome: Set at least 10% of your budget aside for the ice cream =P~

Your sig needs an extra frame, now it just looks like she's slapping someone with that leek :P