Phill Devil

When a dragon popped out, and it seemed like the beggining of the end!

You sir talk in a really strange way.

Come then, you sexy beast.

But he didn't excpect for his post to actually trend!

No.

What terror, if may I ask?

kittens

Love and Obsession however are things completly different. Mainly because love is good, obsession is bad.You gotta learn the difference. Either the hard or the harder way. Because there is no easy way... I couldn't have said it better.And... Thank you for proving me that the word Reciprocate actually exists 8D. I used it once while talking to my ex and she started laughing at me.

Nope. A download appears.

Yeah, eventually What scares me is that he es 22 years old Yeah...

But on the floor he stumbled, and it was to no veil.

How am I supposed to use it? ô.õ' on Google Reader I mean... They appear as downloads...

This is a book I'm working on. And it's the first story I write that I feel REALLY confident about. However, if I really ever plan to publish it I'll have to delet the topic, so read while you can. Haha . Most of the chapters were written in portuguese, So I'll have to translate them before posting. And my english is not very good, so EVERY correction and advice is welcome. The chapters that have been written in portuguese will have a spoiler field on the top of the post with the portuguese content, and the english content will be right under the spoiler, normally posted. You'll probably feel like reading A Game of Thrones because of the way chapters are disposed, but each chapter is narrated by the character itself, in 1st person and real time action. This story may contain: Homossexuality/Bisexiality/Heterosexiality Transexuality Prostitution Drugs Explicit Sex Heavy language Gore Mischief Distortion of Moral Values So don't say I didn't warn ya! Setting (Will be updated as I have more ideas): This is the world of Midétaphos. A world of fantasies, with honorable kings, valorous warriors, cunning rougues, dedicated priests and clever mages. The islands of the Caedaphos Empire are known as the center of the cilized world. And it's colonies extend to the western continent of Vortheim and to the eastern continent of Veinia. Veinia however is also home to the Nitaya Empire and the Bei Republic to the north, and to the Sahamat Empire to the South, wich refuse to unite with de Caedaphos Empire. The same happens with some minor countries on Vortheim. This story starts in one of the Caedaphos Colonies on Vortheim, with one of it's cities beeing attacked by something even more fowl than any savage tribe sacattered in the entire continent. Chapters: IntroductionChapter 1 - Ivor Chapter 2 - Idunn Chapter 3 - Hakim Chapter 4 - Drestan Chapter 5 - Malik Chapter 6 - Leonard Chapter 7 - Ered Introduction My skin melts inside this furnace. How long until the castle? I’ve been running for what seems to be hours and it still looks so far away. Good thing I can rely on Ara. I’ve never seen a horse as strong as this one, and she’s already so old. The vision is limited inside this helmet. Why haven’t I take it off already? No time to think. I gotta keep running and running until Ara can’t handle it anymore. I guess she knows better than I do what’s at stake here. The noises are now long gone behind us. The fire and the blood of the battlefield. But how can we risk stopping when we’re the only survivors? Damned massacre. Those images of burnt corpses hanging from the towers, children’s heads on spikes and what was left of those women being raped by the monsters are still ringing on my head. The screams, the despair. Everything we can do now is run. Run and warn anyone who’s still alive. We can do it, girl! We gotta do it. Otherwise… We finally arrived to the forest, and as it gets thicker, we are forced to slow down… I don’t like it. It’s too quiet in here, and this forest isn’t known for being a peaceful place. We gotta be careful inside this forest. I heard horrific stories about this place when I was a child, but of course, nothing as horrific as what me and Ara have just experienced, but still I don’t think it’s a good idea to be eaten by trolls just yet. It’s best that I dismount her, and so I do. I take my helmet off and put it inside the beg tied down to Ara’s saddle. Finally some fresh air! I didn’t realize it was night until now. Probably because I was so worried about running. Doesn’t matter. I get my arrows prepared and grab my bow. No fowl creature of the forest is going to get us until we get to the castle. We start walking side by side. I might be looking paranoid looking at the trees like this, but I can’t let my guard down, even though I can barely see a thing. This forest is so thick that it looks like a cave, and to see the moonlight through a hole in the middle of all those leafs is like a blessing. Still, I’m not used to so much darkness… I hear the sound of something cutting the wind. “Who’s There?!” I cry preparing my arrows, but there is no answer. I relax my arms thinking it was nothing but my imagination, only to then see something moving between the top of the trees. I pull my bow’s cord and point the arrow in the direction of the movement. Nothing happens... We keep walking, and I keep watching the trees. Once again I hear a noise, coming from behind. My head rapidly turns around and I see some kind of humanoid up on the trees holding what appears to be a blowpipe. “ARA, GO!” I scream in desperation hitting her back with my hands, making her run. Then… I sense the blowpipe’s needle hitting right on my left shoulder. It drains my strength with it’s poison and I am brought to my knees as I see Ara running. As my head is down I see a pair of naked feet coming from above, and before I am able to raise my eyes to see whose feet are those, everything turns black. Whatever caught me didn’t worry about the horse… Or at least I hope it didn’t.

No. Never!I decided to hold them as friends, but they never were really friends. No-one noticed when I deleted my facebook, no-one asked why, so, whatever .

Oh... right...I watched it... Years ago. I have a really bad memory.

That made me laugh.

Yes *---* idk if it really is Asuna. But I love asuna. She reminds me of my GF

Damn, too late... Idk what to rhyme with trail D:

You are made out of pixels...

Food @-@

You are too harsh on human beeings =3

Well, thanks a lot for the spoilers

So... I told my GF that I went to sleep 2 or 3 hours ago. But the forums. Oh, the forums . Anyway. I need to let it out. If any of you have read my presentation thread, you should know that I was depressed because I tried to get a real life and it really didn't work out. Well, those were 2 years of absence and pure deppression, but in a period between these 2 years, the KNIGHTS incident took place. My best friend, Deruseu, have started hanging out with some otakus that he said that were nice. As well as I was still deppressed by just ending a relationship I didn't try to meet them. After a while, however, I have met this group of otakus on a matsuri (you know what is a matsuri right?). And they seemed to be a very nice bunch of people. They called themselves Centro Otaku (Otaku Center, in english). And Deruseu had, somehow, become their admin and leader. Cheers for him =D. Well, the old admin was a guy who insisted in calling himself Sora. Yeah, ok, it's just a nickname, mainly because he likes the character. Well... NO. And I'll explain why later. For now you should just know that this guy... Has the WORST Sora cosplay I have ever seen... The worst... Either way, he seemed to be a nice person. After a while interacting more and more with the otakus in my town, I found out that this Sora guy was the greatest joke in the entire city! Not only because of his ridiculous cosplay, but also because of his disturbing habits and because he actually cared about trolls and the so called "verbal bullying". Still, even beeing pushed around all the time and reacting with every bad action towards him, he would still wear that cosplay almost everywhere he went. I felt it was strange, but I defended him. Because, damn, the guy is just trying to have fun with his cosplay! But that was then... After a while their group had changed their name, seeing that now the admnistration would be very different. It was called KNIGHTS. Why? I have no idea... And when the group changed it's name, I was invited to become a mod. And I accepted it. Not because I like the job, but because Deruseu seemed to need every help he could get. He is my best friend. I couldn't say no. So, after I became a mod I happened to see and talk to these otakus even more oftenly, and with each day I'd see them, my despise for this Sora guy would grow stronger with each day. However, That was too the moment when I started to try to see good in all thing and peace as the true aswer for life. So I tried really hard not to hate him. But why was he so despisable? His real name is Ivan, and I tend to reffer to people as their real name. But no. He would insist that his real name was Sora and Ivan didn't exist. Whenver anyone tried to help him with his cosplay he'd just say "NO! I know what I want from my cosplay! I don't need any advice!". Also he was ugly as hell and stank like a possum. Whenever I tried to talk to him about himself, He'd start saying how much KH taught him and quoting Sora's lines. I felt pity for him! He forgot who he is to try to become a fictional character! This is... Sad... And that affected me a lot. I was frustrated for not beeing able to help him... And I couldn't look into KH porn anymore! Not without seeing Sora and wanting to throw up and throw my PC through the window! Then, me and the other mods tried to make him see that He's not Sora, but Ivan. With each day, it seemed that his mind would simply get more and more closed. I didn't know what to do. And it didn't take long until he'd feel ofended for the fact that we called him Ivan instead of Sora. Then, he left the group. And went to other groups. The funny thing is, he tried to enter in the group that used to mock him. And he had done it. Then he and his new group would treat the KNIGHTS as enemies... Not only that the KNIGHTS admnistration group started to see every other group of otakus in town as enemies as well. Then I asked my collegues... "Why can't we be in peace with the other groups?" and the answer was "They wouldn't accept peace". Damn! They're just a bunch of teenagers who likes anime, not nations preparing to wage war! I couldn't stand that much hipocrisy. So left the KNIGHTS admnistration. However, I decided to still hold some of the KNIGHTS mods and users as friends... But the hipocrisy kept going on in my facebook timeline. So I decided I was tired of all this. All these 2 years trying to have a real life have been nothing but stress. I deleted my facebook account and came back to KH13... The less friends you have, the less bullshit you have to deal with. Besides, online friends are much easier to deal with .

Actually I'm not joking . Thanks for clearing that up for me.