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[sibilantmacabre]

Ganked from torncorpse:

YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I WANT TO GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER! Answer the questions and then repost it in your journal so I can answer them for you ;)

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[muse_lightning]

1. Can you cook?
--Yes I can!

2. What was your dream growing up?
--I'm still growing up. ;D

3. What talent do you wish you had?
--The ability to look good without trying!

4. Favourite place?
--Myrtle Beach Flordia~

5. Favourite vegetable?
--Ew DX

6. What was the last book you read?
--Storming Heaven by Denise Giardina

WHEN THE HELL WERE YOU EVER ARRESTED??

[furorimperator]

Sephiroth stood on the small hillock, Masamune in hand as he and his troops watched the garrison burn. They had razed it to the ground; thick columns of smoke and ash billowed from the ruins.

The silver-haired General was stony, impassive to the cries of the dying, even though several of his men cast questioning glances over their shoulders. But Sephiroth just stood there, giving no order to finish off the wounded as they suffered.

Although MAKO green eyes were cold, each shriek of agony cut him like a blade, but he nevertheless turned on a heel and strode for the waiting transport. He had his orders, no matter how much he might despise them. Nearly as one, his troops turned and followed suit, not even whispering amongst themselves...

He slept for twenty-six hours without stirring. But his dreams were cold, so cold. She spoke in his mind, taunting him with whispers of flame and destruction, seducing the darker part of her son's nature with those tantalizing visions.

Power, my son. Do you feel it? Her sultry laugh,

[muse_lightning]

When i was 15 because some guy at my middle/high school was messing with my sister. So I beat the shit out of him with a piece of wood and sent him to the hospital.

Spent 6 months in JDC for it too.

frdesn Sephyyyyyyy~

[furorimperator]

Christ, Waffles! But I can't really blame you, I reckon. I'd do the same to anyone harassing my brother.

Heee, you like? Him needs cuddles, srs.

not on the flist but I'm a rebel like that

[languidly]

1. Actual meals, I'm not that good. I can make amazing tacoes and that's about it. Desserts and baking, on the other hand. Pro. o7
2. Becoming a super hero. Pffff.
3. Sewing, or drawing. Or both. Both sounds lovely.
4. There's a field a block away from my house, wide open and gorgeous in the summer time. Good for times when you just need to get away.
5. Carrots /o/
6. Mossflower, from the Redwall series by Brian Jacques. My all-time favourite book.
7. Sagittarius.
8. My ears are pierced, but since I nearly passed out after that I won't be doing anything else.
9. I'm extremely absent-minded. I start a project of some sort, get all excited, but easily distracted by another shiny and leave old projects in the dust.
10. We do not. :(
11. Wii Bowling :|b
12. I'm generally optimistic. Life sucks if you're so negative all the time.
13. Ravishing?
14. High school .w.
15. I have either an extra or a different type of joint in both my knees, so I can bend them funny and freak people out.
16. This here is Sammi, my dog, and my sister's cat Saber

well you ish nao, so 's all goodies. ♥

[furorimperator]

The dead lay in ranks at his feet. Sephiroth lowered the blood-soaked Masamune, still hearing the blade's killing song resounding in his ears. The fiends hadn't had a prayer against such mighty rage.

But the lands for miles were cleared of any and all monsters; Jenova had called them from hiding and brought them to her son, to slake his lust for carnage, for destruction. Yet he had drunk from that cup before, gorged himself on the blood of thousands of innocents in his anger for vengeance.

And the voices had consumed him. As they did now, no longer singing whispers in his ears, but rather mighty roaring cries of battle, thousands of shrieking voices borne from Jenova's cells themselves, needing to rage, to burn that insane fire hotter until it exploded into a supernova of power, of celestiance.

Yet he stood, unmoving in the wide field, death to all he'd known, but their Savior nonetheless."You've been standing at that window for hours," the other remarked, walking into the room

/noms on forever

[_devil_inside]

Dante spun the Alastor with professional coolness, splattering a bit of blood on the sidewalk. He looked down at the obliterated Msceria demon and smirked. “Serves ya right, ya bastard. Tryin’ that crap in my city.” A gloved hand shoved platinum from his eyes. “Don’t think so.” With his crooked smirk - the one that broke hearts everywhere - Dante turned on a heel, the leather coat swishing around his knees and slid the Alastor into the harness on his back, brushing his hands together with a jaunty sigh. “Ayup. One more back to Hell.”

As he swaggered from the alley, keen ears heard the minute scufflings coming from the rooftop above him. Blue eyes rolled. “Christ, don’t they ever give up?” Huffing a snort - he knew better - the devil hunter bent his knees and sprang into the air, kicking off the buildings as he went. A few impressive acrobatics later and he was once more in the middle of a demonic battle, lightning flashing from the blade he wielded to be reflected in bright blue eyes

[_devil_inside]

Bawww, thankee, my dear. I appreciate the compliment. /luffs forever

YOU TOTALLY SHOULD. At least the first one anyway.

[myotherhyde]

1. Can you cook

/hauls the vampire out of the coffin ♥

[bloody_count]

The low sibilant voice echoed up from Hellsing's basement, shivering the spines of all who heard it, for it encompassed their worst nightmares, their most primal fears. Indeed, were it not for the handsome pay scale of the Organization, most would have long since fled this "haunted" manse.

Smoothly comes the night
At the death of day.
Seeking fire's light
Keeping hell away.

Turning on the spit
Into ashes deep
Making feasting fit
For only those who weep.

Maniacal laughter followed, curling slow and sinuous around every ear in the House, interrupting even the Master above, who glowered at nothing and simply lit another cigar.

Integraaaaa, my sweet loving girllll, your pet scratches and whines to be satedddd...come to me, child...wrap yourself in my darkness.

Alucard grins in the darkness, light of a single candle gleaming on bone-white fangs. His tall form then disperses into shadow, vanishing into the unholy realm over which he lorded.

WHEEE.

[animenadie]

1. Can you cook? - I can, but I'm usually lazy. Burned-out-housewife syndrome I guess. XD

YOU DEMANDING BITCH!!!

[everto_vas]

Just another need. Like breathing, eating or drinking. Just another function his loathsome human body required in order to work properly. Yet, let's just get it over with, shall we?Vergil lay back on the small cot, eyes closed against the spartan surroundings. Naked, ivory skin gleaming in the wan light, Sparda's eldest forced himself to relax and pay attention to the task at hand

MUAHAHAHAHAHA

[animenadie]

I AM A PERVERT AND I LOVE YOU LONG TIEM FOR DIS.

Expect a spechul delibery of word pr0n.