DEATH NOTE GUINESS RECORDSGUINESS WORLD RECORDS PROUDLY PRESENTS:DEATH NOTE GUINESS RECORDS4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
DEATH NOTE AWARDS !!!!!
People from Death Note are very special and they all have great talents, so we decided to gave them deserved awards!
The performance starts now:
1. For LIGHT YAGAMI For world's stupidest evil laugh ever seen.
Public: *fangirlish shouting*
Light: -.- For what?! My evil laugh is perfect and EVIL. You damn award givers don't know how good is it! I'm a God? Hello?
Award giver: No. You're just gay. Now shut up and take the award. We don't have much time left.
2. For MISA AMANE For wearing world's shortest gothic skirt AND for being the stupidest person, like, ever.
Misa: 8D Yeeey! Misa Misa won an award! Misa Misa is awesome AND pretty! Wow!
Award giver: *silence* Oh my God .
Misa Misa: MY god!!!!!!!!
Award giver: What ever. Could we just go on?
3. For L For eating just sugar and sleeping absolutely never. The wonder is- he's still alive.
Public: Yaaay! *-, *
L: Aww, thank
They say beauty is only skin deep,so hand over that defected scalpel in your bloodless handsThey say beauty is only skin deep,2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and watch carefully as I peel away this tainted skin
to make way for my blackened and corrupted
And everyone can finally see
the grotesque monster that lies deep within
this soiled excuse they seem to enjoy calling
If beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
then why is it that I can't stand
gazing upon my reflection
every time I pass by a mirror?
HellfireYou see her nonsensical whims and think to yourself,Hellfire2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"nothing but a simpler state of mind."
She hides behind an ivory mask,
and torpid mirth;
Radioactive sulfuric masses of artificial
crystalline lips upturned in an adamant curve.
Laughter echoing throughout hollow bones, concave and
just as empty as the cartilage ensnaring the vacant
You can't fathom the netherworld tucked deep in her translucent limbs;
nor comprehend the frenzied howls from the fangs of a decaying Cerberus.
For when you will at last board Charon's ferry and float down the conflagrant waters of
Styx, regarding her perched upon a throne sewn from the blistering skin of her enemies and
wearing a crown of brambles and tears and seeds born of pandemonium—
Her soul's true colors will shine at last: her mind and body nothing but
kindle for the overdue vengeance of her ravenous