Kamen: Pt. 1Kamen: Pt. 1 in Profiles More Like This
Nickname(s): Faceless; the Mannequin; the Kenpachi's White Shadow (White Shadow)
Age: 8 (3 Years in Production)
Sex: Androgynous (Identifies as Male)
Sexual Preference: Asexual
Species: Artificial Shinigami
Alliance: 11th Division Lieutenant
Appearance: The ultimate creation of the Gotei 13's greatest mind, Hanjimono Kin, Kamen is a triumph of technology born from a union of unbridled imagination and countless hours of intense development. His production and assemblage were completely unique. Never before had there been an artificial being created only by inanimate material, cybernetics, and other forms of cold Seireitei technology; bio-mechanics and Kidō-influenced genetics had been at the forefront for the creation of artificial souls until their ban nearly a century ago. To manufacture a
Mowgli's Friend KaaMowgli had had enough of the village life. He almost literally threw down his things and stormed off, leaving the astonished faces of friends and family behind. As he walked towards the village gate, he began tearing off his clothes, first his flowing shirt, then his trousers, he was left in nothing but a thick diaper-like loincloth. He marched threw the arch of trees that led into the jungle, not looking back at the village. The hustle and bustle, all the stupid people and their stupid rules and regulations, just the whole village way of life was enough to drive anyone up the wall. The idea of money alone was baffling enough to Mowgli, who just couldn't see the point of it, saying how people should make or find their own things, and trade actual goods rather then tatty old metal coins.Mowgli's Friend Kaa in Profiles More Like This
'Nope', he thought as he trudged along, pushing low hanging branches out of his face as he went. 'I'll much prefer my chances out in the real world, and if the worse should happen? Pah! Life's life.'
Swallowing The GunBang!Swallowing The Gun in Settings More Like This
Unto this life I am whelped; helpless and pathetic,
Years flashing into view quickly until the pain begins,
This world, so crude and hateful, turning most of us,
We mewling, pathetic creatures, forgetting what we are,
Dominant or submissive,
Bastard or bitch,
User or used,
Alive or dead.
Broken, beaten, damned,
Thought of "what point is there" crosses our minds,
Fifteen, twenty, twenty-five,
Still forgetting what is crucial,
Can we sit here and do it,
Swallow the gun, pulling the trigger,
Waking, finally, in a world of new light,
With color, meaning and love; the admission given.
Standing from the bathroom floor, shaking slightly,
Walking with confidence and a pleasure in our hearts,
With a passion, backbone, brain and love... Finally!
Remembering we are human after all.
Born again in a split-second of decision,
Smiling softly and moving forward in our lives,
Shrugging away battered and broken shells of former selves,
With each step forward, all
Watch me for the chance to win 200 points.CLOSEDWatch me for the chance to win 200 points.CLOSED in Profiles More Like This
There are a lot of contests out there with lots of rules and requirements so i thought to hell with it. the only requirment is to watch me. I will be picking a new watcher at random on DEC 1st 2012
also if you could sumit it to groups
Pervert TGPervert TG in Settings More Like This
I remember the day it all began clearly. It was a monday afternoon on the first day of a new school term. I had a free period so I did what I always did; sat in the corner of the common room with my two friends, eyeing up all of the hot girls that would walk by. All of us knew it was wrong, but we also said it was kind of a compliment to them because it showed we thought they were pretty.
However, on this day my friends weren't there, both still on family holidays from the preceding week off school. I was gonna have to go it alone, for today at least.
I tried to be subtle seeing as I wasn't surrounded by my friends. So I peeked over one of my magazines hoping that they wouldn't notice me staring at them and their beautiful breasts. I remained unnoticed as many girls passed by, it was all going well.
Then someone walked in that i'll never forget. She must have been new here because I'd never seen her before. She was incredible. Swaying, long, brown hair; perfect sized ass; slim, hourgla
PT6: I SURVIVED.PT6: I SURVIVED. in Settings More Like This
Am I crazy?
Slowly, I walked, feeling the eyes that didn't exist on his face watching me. Watching my every movement. His proxy failed to get me, I wondered why he didn't just come and get me now. Just get it over with. I guess he fed on the fact that he was driving me crazy. My eyes were so tired, but they were stuck open. I wondered what time it was. I wondered who that girl, Cassie, exactly was. When did she get taken? It hardly mattered anymore. She was dead, set free from the suffering. I didn't know if it was a good idea to kill her. She could've helped me.
It doesn't matter. I told myself. I couldn't change what I did. She was dead. I killed someone.
I killed someone ...
I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to be alone, sleeping alone. I needed to be with someone I trusted, a sleep over. I had no blood on me other than the bottom of my shoes, but it wasn't noticeable. I walked for what seemed like an eternity, trying my best not to just pull my hair