O.O; Guro?  As in...ero guro?  Nuuuuuuuuuuuu...

It's not like that...nothing sexual or kinky.  More cutsy and obnoxious and funny. o3o;

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Konchaaa~ it is currently 5:43am here and I'm spending the night over my friend Remi's place. :D  So, no pretty arts done as of yet, though I've been typing a load.  Hahaha.  I finally finished part one of A Miyavi Encounter and am setting a goal for myself to at least half halfway through part two before Remi wakes up.

My insomnia + a computer in the guest room = Nayeli will not sleep.

Nayeli must not sleep. xD;


I've been exhausting my main resources -- xanga and blogger; first for creative purposes, the later for updates on my sanity -- and thought, "Hey, wtf.  Why not ask a completely random question?"

Who's got a xanga and/or blogger?  Yes, Blue, I know you do.  Lmfao.  I mean other peoples who care to know of my more detailed and daily updates. :]  Xanga account is rather new, but I've posted a lot of creative spew there you might have a light laugh at.

Anyway, I'm going to quit procrastinating and get back to work.

Omg, Fatal Frame II is killing me right now. o3o;  There's this face that appears in the a menu place when you pause the game for over five minutes and don't move the buttons...Gyaaaa!  I totally wasn't expecting a face to just, "Hey thuuur~ ;D" at me when I walked back into the room. >.<  And that's like...the only thing, really, that freaked me. xD  At least bad enough to scream like a wuss and hide in the blankets, only to ensue to cling to the bed while in gameplay.

And she says things in the game get worse.  Gawd...I am so glad I'm not the one playing.  *wouldn't have even gotten as far as we did if I were playing*

:B Okay, I'm done~

Miyavi loves you~

*fwee!~*
Nayeli Niji
[x<3:]

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>___>....am...I.....missing somthing? Lol. you know what I probly dotn want to know xd...

P.S. Missed a post :o... xP! is the game any good?

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

Because I'm greatly bothered by this subject, especially at the moment.  I don't feel much like explaining this in the mood I'm in.  Just give me some feedback, kay?  And excuse any spelling errors, etc.

 

Writing Randomly - Wonderlandlessly Sober
Nayeli Niji
[2008.3.7]

She glared around the tavern. It was the same bullshit all over again; to quote the tattoo on her left shoulder blade, "SSDD" same *** different day. Indeed, it was the same *** on a different day as she glared around at the people she was supposed to make happy and watched them drink themselves into wonderland; a place much better than where she chose to remain; a much better place without her. Though, she supposed any place lacking her presence could be a better place.

She began to stand but a tight grip grasped her wrist. For a moment, and only a brief moment, did sometihng resembling hope leak into her heart only to be utterly surpressed by the sight of her drunken friend. He wasn't stopping her from leaving, just reaching out in drunken blindness. She snatched her wrist back and quickly exitted. It's not like she was even old enough to be there anyhow, and neither were they.

How could they? They knew she hated alcohol and all of its shapes and forms, and desguises. And this was exactly why; she could get up and leave without being noticed. She could leave and drop off the face of the earth, and none of them would know or care until wonderland faded into the bleak reality only to run away cowardly once again. And sometimes, like the several "friends" she'd once cared for, they don't wake up. They are forever claimed by wonderland and she had no doubt that they were happier than she'd ever made them. They'd probably forgotten about her and that she'd once needed them.

But not now. Her tendancy to trust easily was a broken habit leaving no traces that it ever existed. She refused to care anymore. It didn't make sense to care about someone who could make themself happy without any effort on her part.

And that killed her.

Not really. Not like one of those sad story tragedies that jumped off a bridge on a dark, stormy night where nobody could see. Just inside. She was alone, and nobody would ever be there.

Sometimes, it was tempting. You know, to just give up and join them. Stop fighting them and maybe she'll be happy for once as well, but an overloading, excruciatingly painful death stopped her from crossing that bridge. No, if they could still be happy in her absence, there was no reason to return.

But where would she go? Was there really a place away from that hell? The hell of alcohol and drugs and the people who were completely dependant on them? Was there even such thing as a strong willed person anymore? Would these disgusting blindfolds really bring her down with them in the end?

If she kept up envying them, they surly would. She'd been over this several times; she had to let go of the jealousy. The fact and knowing she'd never be able to amount to a bottle of beer, or tequilla, or whatever. She'd never be good for anything other than the driver, or the person they constantly ask to but the ***, but always refuses. Nothing special, nor notable. Nobody would ask her to make them happy, just to buy them alcohol, or drugs.
And the funniest thing about a drunk is how they're so unaware of their lack of control. They tell her the sweet things they know she wants to hear, but only because they want to get on her good side. There was so much lie in their eyes though...

So, as she often found herself, she walked down the middle of the asphalt following the broken yellow lines still unsure whether they were meant to take her forwards or backwards. She kept on forward away from sure disaster; the only way she knew. Perhaps she was the coward for running away from such things, but was there a real way to confront it when none of them would listen, or care?

There was none she could think of, but she knew those lines would remain there just in case; in case *** happens; in case she finds out how to end it; in case she wants to walk right passed it and leave forever. The option would always be open, and one day she would take it. She'd find a better wonderland, one they could never dream of let alone reach at all.

And she'd be sober to remember it.

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Wow, that was good ^_^ It was very in depth. You have to feel sorry for her though.

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

O.O I like reading your story's. there is always your element to it, It never seems to be rushed (were debateing that though lol) I enjoy how you always add your persinal spark to it, and hint off on things.

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3

Oric_of_Chaos:

Wow, that was good ^_^ It was very in depth. You have to feel sorry for her though. <br />

That's interesting; the girl is pretty much me.  It's really how I feel about this.  And it's really how I picture myself when I'm around it.  Seriously.  When I used to hang out at "Thursday at the Square," everyone would be doing drugs -- some of them causing my esophagus unlers to bleed and I'd throw up blood -- and drinking.  I left and nobody noticed.  Notbody seemed to care.  I stopped going because of that.

And yes, most did know about my ulers problems.

Vergil-demon in blue:

O.O I like reading your story's. there is always your element to it, It never seems to be rushed (were debateing that though lol) I enjoy how you always add your persinal spark to it, and hint off on things.

LAwlz.  Yea.  It's always unfinished and rushed to me.  I don't know why. :/  Though, I did start a new Devil May Cry fic today that I'm fairly pleased with.  Amelia Atwater-Rhodes is inspiring me and helping me sort out my information and such.  Everything seems to be in place and I've started part one. :D

I'm just very choosy with Adelina's oldest brother's name. >.>;  It's changed literally four times already.  Wtf?  Haha~

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visualxkei:

Oric_of_Chaos:

Wow, that was good ^_^ It was very in depth. You have to feel sorry for her though. <br />

That's interesting; the girl is pretty much me.  It's really how I feel about this.  And it's really how I picture myself when I'm around it.  Seriously.  When I used to hang out at "Thursday at the Square," everyone would be doing drugs -- some of them causing my esophagus unlers to bleed and I'd throw up blood -- and drinking.  I left and nobody noticed.  Notbody seemed to care.  I stopped going because of that.

And yes, most did know about my ulers problems.

O_o Really!? Whoa, in that case I feel sorry for you, for what you went through. No one should have to go through something like that. But at least you did the right thing and stopped going ^_^ Have you had those ulcers checked out or something cuz they sound really bad?  

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

It's because of acid reflux disease, and I take pills for it.  Though, it doesn't really cure it.  Just helps me deal with it.  That's about as far as it could be helped, so my doctour says.  It's not the worst thing in the world to have...I do consider myself lucky.  I could've had freakin cancer, or a tumour...

Well, I'm not an idiot, and I'm not blind.  Not anymore.  I've had several boyfriends to thank for openning my eyes, and that'd be the only thing to thank them for.  I realize that it's not really fair to ask someone to leave their happiness for me, so I've decided to leave when I'm not wanted.  It's become easier to do over the years.  It's common sense to me, even if I don't think it's right or fair, which I'm sure it really isn't.



NijiArkoiris~ Next Session!

[2008.3.8]
Adelina Creon ~ the main character of my fanfiction, Infusion of Essence.  The link provided is Part One: Bonds.  Blue said it was pretty thrilling, so I worked with it and improved on it more.  Blue, I suggest you read it again, I added a lot!  It starts abruptly, I think, though I couldn't think of a better way to open it.  Sometimes I think it's better to start right off with something that will immediately pull someone into the magick.

Anyway, here I present to you 21-year-old Adelina.  She is an evolution off of Triskele in many ways; she, too, is a wind elementalist, though her story behind her power is a much more detailed and deep one.  To learn more about her, I suggest you read the part I have linked to.  There are afterthoughts that tell you more about her and the storyline, etc.  Have fun~

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It's good to hear your spirits are still high ^_^

I read the story by the way, very well done ^_^ Can't wait for more XP 

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

Thankies.  More should be done either tonight, or tomorrow. :D  I believe I'm about halfway through chapter two~  I'm just running low on ideas and inspiration right now, so it's difficult. :/  My inspiration sources are like...gone.

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Well, good luck in getting your inspiration back ^_^ If ya need any help with the story I'll be glad to help ^_^

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Many thanx to blackhealer for drawing me this ^_^

Blackness covers all I see and all I touch
No feeling of pain just sorrow
My hand loses grip of the sword I held
And I turn to become a true shadow.

(\-M-/) Muah ha ha...Fear the Bunny King!!!
(='.'=)
(")_(")

Yeah same thing Flint said.

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Curiosity killed the world y'know...
(\--V--/)
(>*.*<) The Fat Staring Bunny
(")__(")

Aw, thankies. :3  I'll keep that in mind~

Well, I've got parts two and three down, sorta. ^^;  Two is finished and I shall edit this post with the link, but three is, for the most part, planned out.  I'm just having doubts on whether I'm doing well with keeping the twins in their designated presonas. ;___;  That's the part I'll need to consort help on.  So, check out part two when I post the link and try to give me an opinion on if I'm keeping them to their right demeanours. xD;  And if you have any other ideas for what should go on in part three, I'd lovev to know. o.o  I know the main event of what'll go on, but...lawlz.  I'm horrid at filler. :D

And now, Infusion of Essence - Part Two: Samhain Festivity.  Enjoy. :D  And please tell me what you thin. <3

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Hey, story is really comeing along!, I think you captured the sons of sparda pretty well! ^__^, Like there little convo on the Bond thing xP!. Vergil dose have a heart.....kind....of....0.o

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Theres a hole in the world like a Great black pit and ists filled with people who are filled with ***!.

^Thanks to Eva ^__^ <3