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Prologue: Dancing “You have GOT to be kidding me!” “I kid you not.” Stefan stared at Mia, his mouth agape and his eyes stretched wide in disbelief. Mia stood in front of him, hands on hips, with that steely look in her eyes that told him that nothing would change her mind. “Come on.” She said- no, commanded, grabbing Stefan’s hand. Stefan yanked it back. “Mia, no. I can’t doPrologue: Dancing
in Fan Fiction on 4/7/08
near's unsent letter to l You were my hero.... no, you were everyone's hero. You promised that you would have Kira's head. You promised, smiled at us, and then left. For months we waited for your return. It was all we ever talked about. " I wonder when L is gonna come back?" "Ha! Kira better watch out! There's no way that he'll beat L."near's unsent letter to l
After a while i started to get worried. You rarely took this long to solve a case. I hoped that nothing bad had happened to you. Then, on that terrible day, I learned the truth. I was called out of my room and taken to Roger's office. Mello was there too so i
in Fan Fiction on 3/31/08
death note christmas 3: finaleL awoke but did not open his eyes. He knew what he would see. It was the same every morning: the pentacle of the Wammy house roof right over head, criss-crossed by dusty support beams. When he sat up he would have to rise slowly and move his head 22 degrees to the left to avoid being hit by a beam, for if he rose too quickly he would walk out with a rather ugly bruise. L stretched, twisting the sleep out of his bones, and sat up moving his head the required inches. He had ran this routine countless times to the point where he could execute it quickly and flawlessly with no unexpec- ‘Thump!’ L’s forehead came ideath note christmas 3: finale
in Fan Fiction on 1/9/08
death note christmas 2L’s eyes eased open to the soft, white, dawn light that filled the room. He slowly lifted himself into a sitting position, wincing at the pain from his cold, stiff joints and examined the room. The room was cold, for the fire had died during the night and shards of colored glass littered the floor where bulbs and ornaments had been broken the previous day, mostly by Mello.death note christmas 2
L sat cross-legged facing the hearth and continued surveying his surroundings when he noticed Matt for the first time. The three-year-old lay, the majority of his torso and abdomen against the foot of the couch, his crimson hair splayed wildly across the f
in Fan Fiction on 12/31/07
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- Current Age: who cares.
- Current Residence: none of ur buisness.
- deviantWEAR sizing preference: normal....
- Print preference: i just want whatever i print to come out ok
- Interests: writing, reading, manga, death note, anything pertaining to L from death note
- Favourite movie: the ring, the descent
- Favourite band or musician: linkin park, three days grace, breaking benjamin
- Favourite genre of music: rock
- Favourite artist: my friend, catherine
- Favourite poet or writer: edgar allen poe
- Favourite photographer: my friends dad. problem?
- Favourite style or digital art: why do u care?!
- Operating System: ............................
- MP3 player of choice: ipod
- Shell of choice: conch
- Wallpaper of choice: wat?????
- Skin of choice: wat is that supposed to mean?
- Favourite game: resident evil 4, shadow of the colossus, legend of zelda
- Favourite gaming platform: ps2, wii
- Favourite cartoon character: Yondaime, Naruto, Gaara, Sai, L, Near, Tibarn, Leonardo
- Personal Quote: "In my neighborhood, apparently, a bump is bigger than a hump, and a hump is longer than a bump
- Tools of the Trade: a pen and paper
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Thanks alot for the
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The more people I meet the more I like my dog
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i will name him fluffy!! and he shall be mine!!
Glad ya like it!
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"Being me is a full time job and I've never missed a day."
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Epic Quotes:
Did you think the likes of you could be a worthy opponent for me? Know your place. ~Black Knight
Deceitful, lying, squinty coward! ~Kieran
Er, excuse me... if at all possible, uh, would you mind not stalking me like that? ~Knoll
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"So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
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Express your thoughts through your pencil...
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............. hunt me down ...............
Bizz watched you~
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~Bizz-chan
[[I am your obsessive fangirl <3~
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La meilleur façon de commettre un crime est de le faire légalement. XD
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wasting my time since 1987...
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Storm’s ‘All About Life’ lessons:
#21) Don’t try to be popular unless you don’t want real friends
#3) It’s ok to be confused about yourself
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Icon – wolf by the wonderful Azagii, background by me
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Rick: And what is that?
Evelyn: I... am a librarian.
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You know those people that have laundry day?
I have commenting day. And that's Sunday.
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Seraphim's Tales of Ocean on Youtube.
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THE BEST Tales of the Ocean FANGAME in HISTORY!!!
TIBARN!!!
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~I want to line the pieces up- yours and mine~
~*NYARO&XIAO4EVER*~
"If the world is made of light and darkness... we'll be the darkness."
*Neo-Orginization -- Home of my Nobody Marsaux
Fire Emblem RP!! --> *FireEmblem-BtS
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True, I talk of dreams,
Which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy.
~Romeo and Juliet
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