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  <title>*~Kyasha~*</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 18:57:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Last Cicada (c) Samantha Mulhern</title>
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  <description>I gave up on all my old stories for now since I&apos;ve come up with a more reasonable story to write.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hoping I&apos;ll be able to come up with an actual novel, about 250-400 pages, in the next 2-4 years.&lt;br /&gt;I will not give up on this one, this one is a keeper for me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s called &lt;i&gt;The Last Cicada &lt;/i&gt;and it&apos;s about a young girl, Alessandra, who goes by the name Alex.&lt;br /&gt;Below are some starter notes I sketched out =D&lt;br /&gt;Steal my ideas and I &lt;b&gt;WILL &lt;/b&gt;find you D=&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Last Cicada (c) 2007 Samantha Mulhern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Village name: Jasne &lt;br /&gt;Farm about 6 kilometers outside the village.&lt;br /&gt;Mother: Colleen Cressman (maiden name) (married into a poorer family at the age of 15) (had children at the age of 17)&lt;br /&gt;Father: Russel Trout (abusive later in life) (married at the age of 21) (Children at age 23)&lt;br /&gt;Daughters: Eliza &amp;amp; Alessandra &amp;amp; Particia (youngest to oldest, 3 years apart - 10 years apart) (home schooled)&lt;br /&gt;Animals: Jasper (cat), 2 sheep, 5 cows, 1 bull, 2 goats, coup of chickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neighbours: Mr. William Bastion &amp;amp; Mrs. Lianne Bastion, Liam Bastion (son, born in the same year as Alex)&lt;br /&gt;Live over in the next field past the corn crops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Russel(41) murdered Colleen(35), Eliza was 5 years old, Alex was 8 years old, and Particia was 18 years old, going to school abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Collen Christine Cressman&lt;/u&gt; Eyes: Green&amp;nbsp; Hair: Light Blonde&amp;nbsp; Skin: Pale&lt;br /&gt;Was born into a wealthy family of two older sisters and one younger brother: Caroline, Elizabeth, and Peter.&lt;br /&gt;She was disowned from her family when they found out that she was enjoying the company of Russel Trout, every evening in a local rundown pub. They labeled her a slut and tried to sell her for profit.&lt;br /&gt;She had wanted to be a singer since she was young and was always involved in vocals at school.&lt;br /&gt;She is also talented with the piano. She became more obsessed with piano lessons when her voice was destroyed by a case of Tuberculosis (TB), that she lived through, when she was 13. &lt;br /&gt;Collen never played the piano again once she married Russel.&lt;br /&gt;Is killed at the young age of 35, by her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russel James Trout &lt;/u&gt;Eyes: Blue/Grey&amp;nbsp; Hair: Black--grows a beard later in life&amp;nbsp; Skin: Hard Tanned&lt;br /&gt;Was born into a poor family. His mother had four miscarriages before he was finally born and two before his younger brother, Arron Trout, by 3 years, was born. His mother&apos;s marriage to her brother was probably the cause of so many pregnancy issues. His mother died when she gave birth to a still-born child. Whether it was because of spiritual exhaustion or physical problems the doctors never said. When his mother died, his father left with a blonde French woman to Paris, France. Russel was 19 at the time.&lt;br /&gt;He took up drinking as a serious hobby around the age of 25, when Eliza was born, when he found out that Arron had drowned himself in a near by river.&lt;br /&gt;Murders his wife and youngest daughter at the age of 41 and burns down his own house while inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliza Bella Trout&lt;/u&gt; Eyes: Blue&amp;nbsp; Hair: Light Blonde&amp;nbsp; Skin: Pale&lt;br /&gt;Was named after her mother&apos;s sister, Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;Is murdered by her father at the age of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alessandra Nicole Trout&lt;/u&gt; Eyes: Brown&amp;nbsp; Hair: Dirty Blonde&amp;nbsp; Skin: Lightly Tanned&lt;br /&gt;Usually goes by Alex instead of her full name.&lt;br /&gt;Her mother&apos;s last words to her were: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Don&apos;t worry about anything. You&apos;re a smart girl,&quot; Colleen whispered as Alex gave her mother an unbelieving look, &quot;Let&apos;s see...You&apos;re like a late moulting Cicada.&quot; Colleen picked up the jar of bugs Alex and Eliza had caught earlier that evening and placed it infront of her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;But when you finally shed that last layer of skin,&quot; Collen continued, &quot;You&apos;ll sing the loudest of them all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Particia Amy Trout&lt;/u&gt; Eyes: Blue/Grey&amp;nbsp; Hair: Pitch Black&amp;nbsp; Skin: Lightly Tanned&lt;br /&gt;Left home when she was 15, to go to school abroad in France.&lt;br /&gt;She turned out to be the brains of the family, but was yelled at by her father for her knowledge of French.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jun 2007 20:31:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Been a long time =p</title>
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  <description>I really am such a lazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s almost a like a year since I last posted here xD&lt;br /&gt;And look! I finally got myself a layout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t really have anything to post on &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much has happened really, nothing much that is worth typing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;ll just stop now xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kyasha</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 20:52:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Zero Tsukaima - Hontou no Kimochi</title>
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  <description>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;ve been trying to find romanji lyrics for the Zero no Tsukaima ED but, haven&apos;t been very lucky. So, I tried making them up myself so that I could finally karaoke with them. It&apos;s done with the help from what KuroNeko fansubs came up with and with my own ears and tiny knowledge of Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find anything that&apos;s wrong, which I&apos;m sure there is much of, then please tell! D=&lt;br /&gt;So, here&apos;s my attempt at the full lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hontou no Kimochi - Zero no Tsukaima - by Rie &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Kugimiya&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iriai mahou ni&lt;br /&gt;Kakatta mitai ni&lt;br /&gt;Kono mune ni yakitsuita&lt;br /&gt;Mabushii egao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dakedo au tabi ni&lt;br /&gt;Tsuntsun tsumeta fushi shichouno&lt;br /&gt;Naze dare yori kini naru no ni&lt;br /&gt;Ijiwaru wo shichou darou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hontou no kimochi&lt;br /&gt;Setsunasa no kakera ga&lt;br /&gt;Kono kokoro wo ichiban oku&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo yonde iruyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zero kara hajimaru hi wo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesaya kana kiseki&lt;br /&gt;Memure ni tsuitara&lt;br /&gt;Futari wo yume no nakade&lt;br /&gt;Yoru souteiita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokani mou dokusan&lt;br /&gt;Suteki na hito wa iru no ninne&lt;br /&gt;Nozeki totte tokubetsu na no&lt;br /&gt;Hikuno dare mou tawarenai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hontou no kimochi&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiisa wa agetai&lt;br /&gt;Shirai tsuki ni inoru nagara&lt;br /&gt;Jinno wo to na eru yo&lt;br /&gt;Sunao ni nareru you ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hontou no kimochi&lt;br /&gt;Setsunasa no kakera ga&lt;br /&gt;Kono kokoro wo ichiban oku&lt;br /&gt;Kimi wo yonde iruyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hontou no kimochi&lt;br /&gt;Yasashiisa wa agetai&lt;br /&gt;Yowake no hoshii&lt;br /&gt;Fuikushite watashi ni ima tsuita&lt;br /&gt;Ashita na hajimaru yotto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 00:51:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finally I have chapter 1</title>
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  <description>It took me last night and some of today to filter through and set the beginning properly but, I&apos;ve finally finished the first chapter of my Horror novel/story. I threw away a lot of ideas I had but I&apos;m happy with this one. It came out shorter that I thought it would. It can be found at my FictionPress.com account here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fictionpress.com/~narakumaru&quot;&gt;http://www.fictionpress.com/~narakumaru&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kyasha</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 06:31:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fiction, Fear and Teeth</title>
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  <description>Let&apos;s just say I&apos;m still a little freaked out as i type this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s so late/early it&apos;s like 2:16am. I should have gone to bed a long time ago but then it started storming outside between 12-1 it&apos;s still storming a bit outside but it&apos;s mostly just raining now. Well, when the storm started I was typing away on a new original horror/supernatural story. I&apos;m usually not afraid of thunder and lighting, I usually love it and get excited to see it, but when I&apos;m thinking about scary scenes and it&apos;s booming really loud and really close I can&apos;t help it. My mind keeps going back to what my sister said before, that she had seen the image of a girl by the living room phone one night. Man, I&apos;m freaking myself out. At one point around 1:15 the power went out for a minute(Lucky me I saved my sotry before that happened) and I freaked because it got so quiet. Now I can&apos;t even go to bed because I have to pass the phone to get up stairs to my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; :gonk: At one point I was getting some writter&apos;s block but i don&apos;t think I&apos;ll have any problem now that I&apos;ve been so freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s get my mind off this...Yes let&apos;s talk about my wisdom teeth. Earlier this week I noticed that my top left wisdom tooth was coming out. It seems to be coming out pretty straight, not impacted or anything. It hasn&apos;t even hurt that much. It&apos;s just been a bit itchy like I&apos;m a teething baby. I&apos;ve been eating a lot of things and chewing my tongue to stop it from itching. :XD Though, you know what? I was hoping my wisdom teeth wouldn&apos;t come until I was at least 19, I&apos;m kinda chicken to the thought of getting them pulled since i don&apos;t like pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I&apos;ll go and try to type some more of my story between my fear-jittering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kyasha</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 05:44:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Just made another drabble. Not as good or funny as the last ones I generated but I&apos;m gonna post it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Unstable Occurrence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; L paced up and down, jiggling his eyes. His very good friend, Mary Sue Beer, had arranged to meet him here on the roof. &quot;I have something natural to tell you,&quot; she had said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Mary Sue Beer was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, L expected to see her bounce up, her slick hair streaming behind her and her modern eyes aglow.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; L heard footsteps, but they seemed rather sticky for a delicate and outgoing girl like Mary Sue Beer, whose tread was creative. He turned around and found Raito staring at him.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;What are you doing here?&quot; Raito said progressively. &quot;I  thought you said you didn&apos;t want to see me again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; L had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn&apos;t acted so cleverly. &quot;Mary Sue Beer asked to meet me here.&quot; As he gazed at Raito, his finger began to throb sarcasticly.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;Oh,&quot; Raito said, quietly. &quot;I&apos;ll just go then.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;Wait,&quot; L said and caught Raito by his hips. &quot;I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;Yes,&quot; Raito said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a man with a goose on his head.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; From behind a cloth, Mary Sue Beer watched with a strange light in her rough eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off &quot;L/Raito&quot;. Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she&apos;d saved the groundhog from extinction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again I generated this from: &lt;a href=&quot;http://prillalar.com/drabbles/&quot;&gt;http://prillalar.com/drabbles/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kyasha~</description>
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  <lj:music>Crickets outside</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 04:05:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kratos/Lloyd Crack drabble</title>
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  <description>Oh oh another drabble I just generated! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Adventure Of The Dog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Kratos and Lloyd were out for a sexy Valentine&apos;s walk in bed. As they went, Lloyd rested his hand on Kratos&apos;s anus. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so slow, Kratos was filled with pretty dread.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;Do you suppose it&apos;s cute here?&quot; he asked lustily.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;You sweet silly,&quot; Lloyd said, tickling Kratos with his sword. &quot;It&apos;s completely purple.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Just then, a hot dog leapt out from behind a exsphere and thrusted Lloyd in the erection. &quot;Aaargh!&quot; Lloyd screamed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Things looked quick. But Kratos, although he was gay, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a wing and, like a chicken that flys and fails, beat the dog quickly until it ran off. &quot;That will teach you to thrust innocent people.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Then he clasped Lloyd close. Lloyd was bleeding horrificly. &quot;My darling,&quot; Kratos said, and pressed his lips to Lloyd&apos;s leg.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &quot;I love you,&quot; Lloyd said slowly, and expired in Kratos&apos;s arms.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Kratos never loved again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;````````````````````````````````````````````````````&lt;br /&gt;Man...I will never get tired of these XD</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jul 2006 01:26:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I was being bored and sketched a head shot of my Gaia Online character:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/kyasha161/pic/00001aht/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;212&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/kyasha161/pic/00001aht/s320x240&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 22:53:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Omg! This story is on crack! XD</title>
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  <description>Ahaha. I was just on this site for drabble generating. And omg it&apos;s so fun XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://prillalar.com/drabbles/&quot;&gt;http://prillalar.com/drabbles/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s one of the ones I did for L/Raito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;````````````````````````````&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The White Terror Of The Snow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Raito and L went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Raito hit L in his tongue with a big irritating iceball. It hurt a lot, but Raito kissed it slowly and then it was all better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they decided to make a snow man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We&apos;ll make a really sexy snow man!&quot; Raito said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why don&apos;t we make a snow woman instead?&quot; L said. &quot;That would be more long and politically correct.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know,&quot; Raito said. &quot;We can make a snow fox. That way, we don&apos;t have to worry about gender politics.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they rolled the snow up huskily and made a bright snow fox. Raito put on a cake for the errection. The fox was almost as big as L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It looks sticky,&quot; Raito said tiredly. &quot;But it seems like it&apos;s missing something.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Here,&quot; L said and held up a battered panda cookie. &quot;I found this on a desk.&quot; He put the panda cookie onto the fox&apos;s head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the fox, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like the sexiest thing ever screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L screamed lustingly and ran but the snow fox chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow fox thrusted him quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nobody does that to my little Muffled Death Note,&quot; Raito screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow fox through the shaft. It fell down and Raito kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You saved me!&quot; L said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The panda cookie lay in the yard until a large child picked it up and took it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;``````````````````````&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, I gotta go make more of these XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kyasha</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 19:57:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yay! My new livejournal account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have an account on livejournal but somehow it disappeared. I&apos;m guessing it happened because I wasn&apos;t active enough &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; Well, I&apos;m looking forward to being more active this time around since one of my friends showed me the greatness of communities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m glad to be here again =D Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::Kya-chan::.</description>
  <comments>http://kyasha161.livejournal.com/416.html</comments>
  <lj:music>4real album - Crystal Kay</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">4real album - Crystal Kay</media:title>
  <lj:mood>bored</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
  <lj:reply-count>1</lj:reply-count>
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