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XDDDDDD COLOURS ARE STILL TuRNING UP WRONG... I need to get another scanner soon XDDDD Anyways... Here. COLOURED: Uncoloured:

Well, here's what can count as a prologue of sorts... ************* The night was dark, and rain poured from the heavens in torrents as strong as waterfalls. A lone figure stepped into the faint, barely visible yellow light of a street lamp. The boy couldn't have been older than fifteen. His blond locks stuck to his soaked face, the rain clotting his vision, chilling him to the bone. His eyes flickered about, trying hard to pierce through the curtains of water, trying to find something, someone. He ran through the dark alley, searching, frantically searching. Searching for her. She should have met him here. She had said she would. The boy's dark blue eyes tightened in fear, his stomach twisting as he imagined the gruesome possibilities of- no, it couldn't happen. She would be able to get herself out of it. He knew she would. He was merely overreacting. Breathe, he told himself, sucking in a lungful of air. There's no need to panic. You just got here early, that's all... He closed his eyes, trying to relax as well as he could, a difficult feat seeing every square inch if him was drenched in water, and the strong, whipping breezes did nothing to help his discomfort. Deciding to wait for a few moments, he leaned against the damp wall, shivering as the wind screamed by, blocking out all other noise, except for a boom of thunder. Eyes snapping open, lightning flashed, illuminating the dark, storming clouds above him, outlining the silhouettes of two people a couple hundred feet away. He started running, sensing in his heart that it was her, that she was safe, that nothing had happened to her. A lopsided smile hung on his face- he felt like a fool for worrying. The distance closing fast, he was about to call her name when he heard a crack, like thunder but not quite the same, and watched in horror as her dark form slumped to the ground, motionless. He was practically flying now, skimming the ground as he raced to her side, momentary joy forgotten in a sudden spike of worry. There was another deafening boom, sounding over the drum of rain and the howling wind, and the intense white flicker of light showed something dark flowing from her chest, like a black flower. His insides squirmed as his head gave the only plausible answer. Blood. The other figure turned to face him, gun in hand, but the sprinting boy had no concern for this potential danger. He dropped down to the girl's side, gently lifting her head as his other arm wrapped around her middle. She gave a weak smile as she looked at him, normally vivid sapphire eyes pale, crimson bubbling at the edge of her lips. Her mouth trembled, and the boy realized she was trying to talk, and leaned down so he was pressed against her, trying to shield her faint whispers from the wrath of the wind. He could feel her warm blood seeping through his clothes and onto his skin, and a little voice in his head told him she was dying. And he knew. One look at her was enough to tell. "I love you," she murmured with all the feeling she could muster, her voice shaking with both pain and sorrow, azure orbs holding all of the love she couldn't say. "Never forget that." He heard the finality in her words, the hidden, yet obvious 'good bye' in her tone, and fiercely wished he could deny it. Wished he could say 'It's not the end', wished he could say 'You're going to be okay', just wished he could save her. But in the end, death won all battles. And he always reaped his reward. "I won't," he replied, taking her hand and squeezing it tight, feeling her faintly return some of the pressure. "I promise." His tears were indistinguishable from the rain drops that rolled down his face. She struggled to answer, but had no power to speak, and with her last bit of strength, leaned in just the slightest bit to touch her lips to his. He responded gently, summoning sweet memories, conveying them through the soft movement of his tongue. Those quiet afternoons spent walking in the park, the happy times where they just laughed and laughed at some forgotten joke, the kisses they'd share before, the fire, the electricity, all melding into this last final moment they'd share together. It ended all too soon, her head suddenly drooping back, fingers motionless in his palm. He didn't do anything except sit and stare, stroking her hair like he had done when she was alive. It felt like everything he was, his spirit, his strength, had disappeared with her. What was left was a broken shell. The other figure watched with little interest, staring down at the pair, cold eyes glistening. He walked over, but the boy's gaze remained locked on the girl. But he spoke, quietly, but the whisper still managed to reach the man standing next to him. "You killed her. Why?" "She was a traitor. A traitor deserves nothing more than death," answered the man coldly, glaring down with contempt. "She deserved it." The blond boy said nothing, continuing to stroke her light brown hair, fighting back the urge to break down, resisting the desire to slaughter the man beside him. He only thought one thing, a promise to the dead girl in his arms. I'll avenge you... I swear it.

So... when I was new here, I was kinda confused by reps and how to change your member title, etc. So I was thinking maybe we could have some tutorials in the form of a thread and have them pinned at the top of the "Introduce Yourself" sub-forum or have a link sent to new members. For example, one thread could talk about "Adding Friends and sending messages" and another could be "How do I edit my signature?", etc. It's just an idea, but what do you guys think?

As far as I can tell there isn't a topic yet for collections yet in the forum, so like I did at DCTP, here's a topic for people to share their collections. For those of you who were curious as to what the heck my collection actually looks like, be curious no more. Volumes 1-72 English 1-39 Special 1-36 Reference Books, Art Book, and Short Stories DVDs/Bluray Magic Kaito CDs Curse you Gosho for single-handedly waging war on my bookshelves. Will update sometime in the coming months once volume 73, the first two MK treasured editions, Kid cell phone strap, and the Karakore figures arrive.

We've made the following configuration changes to the forum: - You may now only change your Display Name once within 60 days and after reaching 750 approved posts. However, donators can still change their Display Name 3 times in 30 days without any minimum post count. - A new sub-forum was created in the Games forum called "Forum games". Since we've had lots of "forum games" topics cluttering the "Games" forum, this new forum will now serve those types of games exclusively. - Posts made in the "Forum games" forum won't increase your post count anymore (again to prevent excessive abuse of the current system, even if involuntary, and further promote DC-related discussions instead). Thank you!

Welcome to the thread for the Lonely Hearts Club! This is a place for those who think they'll never find love in their lives. NOTE: There is NO discrimination against genders. Guys and girls are both allowed to join. DESCRIPTION: This club is mainly a place for those who believe they'll never find love (either because they just can't find it or they want to give it up) can hang out, talk each other through, etc. etc. Due to the fact that it is HIGHLY unlikely that we will never have a love life at one point or another, it is allowed for members to have love lives. They will not be excluded for this period of time. Current Members: 1. IdentityUnknown (Pyre) 2. Forever Lost (Je-chan) 3. Misaki-chan (Misa) 4. Anti-APTX4869 (Cure-kun) 5. Rum 6. Stopwatch 7. Chelseaj500 (Cean-chan; Azu-chan) 8. Mohorovicic (Moho/Moho-kun/Mark/Whatever-he's-calling-himself-these-days) 9. Xenonkid (Glee-chan) 10. BK201 11. Cammy3131 12. HaibaraDaiFan (Senpai) 13. Hano 14. Lady Irene Adler (Irene-chan) 15. Detective Kaitou 16. HSH 17. JustaLLoser 18. Huntsman 19. JiJuDJ 20. xXEdogawa-KunXx 21. akane 22. Sherryx3 23. Conan Edogawa415 24. Aeyra 25. Berumotto 26. Shirayuki Hana 27. Kaitou Kid Legendary Thief (KKLT/Legend) 28. rekka shien 29. Good Nazo no Kage 30. Meitantei xXTahmmyXx 31. Kodou Shinichi 32. XxxMiss-AixxX 33. sayDieluna 34. AiLoveConan 35. Elizabeth Antoinette 36. moroboshi dai 37. JamieDC102 38. Yuharu Namu 39. Wildheart888 40. Akai Eekei 41. Kansokuri 42. Detective MO 43. Nobody 44. -Ryuuji- 45. jovan 46. Cindy-Chen 47. Monsi 48. NutCase 49. aico haigawa 50. Meitantei Kaitou (REINSTATED) 51. Ed0gawaConan 52. helsinjr 53. detective-db 54. Shinichi Natake 55. Rye Ex-Members: None RULES: IFS: NEW MEMBERS: OFFENSES: EX-MEMBERS: THE GOLDEN RULE: Anything I missed? LAST UPDATED: SOME TIME BECAUSE I'M TOO LAZY TO RECORD TIMES NOW

Well, I can draw girls pretty good, boys? Not so much. Shinichi/Conan is the only exception, I'm not sure why but I can actually draw him decently ._. Girls Akako Ran RanPrincessStyle Ayumi Haibara Shinichi/Conan Shinichi Prince Outfit ^^If you're into fairytales and DC check out The Shrunken Prince from my friend Mareliini from Deviantart Also, I drew this picture using this as a reference ----- (Note: Excuse hands, they aren't exactly my 'forte' )

That's quite true as well! Because we all know Shinichi and Ran needed that little push (otherwise we would be stuck with them blushing furiously and fiercely denying liking each other whenever they walked into their classroom... You know, the married couple jeering.) But if it weren't for Conan's shrinking, they wouldn't realizehow hard it is to live without the other. I often try and figure out who has it harder, Ran or Shinichi, and I figure they're about even. Every lie Shinichi tells Ran only drives another dagger into their hearts, for Ran, the dagger is tipped with the poison of sorrow and longing, for Shinichi, the venom of guilt and loneliness. Ran's just about the only person still waiting for Shinichi, waiting with all her heart. Sure classmates may wonder where the heck he went, but only Ran will fiercely try to find out not out of curiosity, but out of necessity. And he'd be stupid not to appreciate that. Stupid not to appreciate that when be does turn back, Ran has still saved his place for him, always has, and that he can slide just that easily back to where he belongs. I mean, come on, who else really misses Shinichi that badly? And ConAi/ShinShi fans, while I respect your standing, the only ConAi/ShinShi stories I've actually enjoyed are ones where Ran doesn't exist- and for some reason those also feel out of character. (for example, Shinichi is not a player) It just doesn't feel right, you know. Like if you take a magnifying glass you'll find some odd cracks and scratches where there ought to be none. For ConAi to work, Shinichi must fall out of love with Ran to truly love Ai, and that's simply not happening.

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I’m broken and shattered My heart’s on the floor Been trampled and spit on I couldn't hurt more I gather the pieces But they can’t seem to mend In sorrow I feel like I can’t try again How can I try for something that never works How can I hope for something that makes me hurt How can I rise when I’ve fallen to the ground How can I live after something like this? Hour after hour Day after day So pointless, so meaningless In every way Relieve me of my suffering Please take me away I’m crying I’m begging Please don’t make me stay But after a while These feelings are dim And the sorrow inside me At times feel like a whim I’m not stronger or braver Still hurt like before But time, time Heals the weary and poor. Sidenote: Some don't always mean to.

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Yea XD I know... THE HAIR WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BLACK!!!! BLACK I SAY! I wonder how it turned purple when it got scanned in... I need to change my scanner soon XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Thanks! XD XD Its supposed to be... LIGHT Orange >__< And her hair is supposedly... Brown >__<

The Haibara scene, in my opinion, wasn't really insulting. It's more symbolic than anything, and it's apparent if you watch it a few times. Haibara sitting alone at first with the mirrors represents her being alone with no one else, and it's striking especially since it's right after the Shinichi and Ran scene, the Kogoro and Eri scene, the Heiji and Kazuha scene, the police officers scene, and the Detective Boys scene, where all of them are portrayed in pairs or in groups. But, a few moments after she first appears, the mirrors vanish and are replaced with the Detective Boys which then make her smile. This represents the fact that the three actual kids in this series, innocent as they are, attempt to make another individual happy in the only way they can: being kind. Even though they don't understand the full situation, they at least try, and it's that act of kindness that makes sure Haibara is never alone with those mirrors again. That's just the way I read it. I'm sure other people may think differently.

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KKLT and the girls lay in the van for the night. The guys had agreed to let the girls sleep in the van and the guys would rest outside. She had taken the last painkiller than H had given her during the ride and now the pain is gradually coming back, preventing her from sleeping. She glanced at Misaki chan, Chelsea and Tsukiko fast asleep beside her. They were just enemies a day ago, but now they are back, sleeping peacefully beside her. Unable to sleep, she got out of the van and saw Pyre and Aeyra outside chatting. Slowly, she walked towards the girls. "Legend..." Aeyra spotted the girl walking towards them. "You're supposed to get to sleep." Pyre told her. "Can't." KKLT replied. "You've not fully recovered. You should be resting." "Air is not circulating. Can't breathe properly." KKLT replied. The pain and the air was not the only thing, or the main reason that kept her awake. Many thoughts flooded her mind and was preventing her from sleep. "Aeyra..." KKLT muttered under her breath. "Yea? Legend?" Aeyra responded. "... Nothing." KKLT replied. "...Just... Glad that you guys are back." "Haha... me too." Aeyra replied. "Did they... tell you guys anything about the syndicate? Or get hold of any information while you're working for them?" Pyre asked Aeyra in a low tone. "Eh..?" Aeyra was a little surprised by the question. Not because she did not know how to answer, but it was a little too straight forward and she did not expect Pyre to ask it so directly. "Pyre... should we ask this tomorrow instead...?" KKLT was surprised by the question, afraid it might hurt Aeyra. "Its okay Legend..." replied Aeyra. "We can tell you how the syndicate function for newcomers like us, also, how they train people... But the higher ups never told us anything about why we are doing what we do. As for all those, you'll be better asking those guys." Aeyra pointed to the direction of Chaos and team. "Or maybe Mark." KKLT added in. "Im sure he will know best." Pyre nodded in agreement. The three girls fell silent. Everyone just stared at the grass infront of them. "Ae-Aeyra..." KKLT finally spoke. "How was your life... in the syndicate? I mean- I mean, how did you live, or spend your days after you joined?" "Well..." Aeyra continued to stare at the grass infront of her. "When I woke up, I had no memories. It was a scary feeling. This is a feeling which cannot be shaken off, even after a while." Aeyra continued speaking. "But it was thanks to those guys that we didn't fall into depression..." Aeyra turned her head to the guys again and continued, "They actually took good care of us. And even protected us... instead of thrashing us like underlings." "I see..." KKLT responded. "I guess everyone has two sides of themselves then..." She had thought of them as cold blooded murderers who has no compassion whatsoever lingering in their hearts... "I heard they hurt you during you and Misaki's talk..." Aeyra told KKLT. "Im sure they didn't like it either. Do forgive them." "I understand." KKLT nodded. "I never blamed them in the first place." "But just now you..." "That's because I still don't trust them fully..." KKLT replied. "I didn't want them to ... nevermind..." "Legend..." Aeyra smiled at KKLT. "You're weird..." "She's always been weird." Pyre joined in. "Did you just know her today?" "What..?!" KKLT choked. "I've always thought so too..." added Aeyra, nodding. "Hey you guys!" KKLT retorted. "Well, like I never thought KKLT would be so reckless at times..." "... or so emotional at times..." "Well, I am human..." "...well most of the times you are like a block of wood..." "What?! Pyre! I believe you're more like a brick than Im like a block of wood." "At least I make responses all the time during discussions..." "Pyre..." KKLT said softly. "What do you think will happen now?" "... I don't know." she replied. "But we do know that we now have everyone back together." "Yea." Aeyra said, smiling. "We have to stick together from now on." "Now that the FBI are on our side, things would turn out for the better." "I hope so Pyre..." From behind them, Lia and Misaki appeared and sat down beside the three girls. "We're here to take over the shift! You guys can take a rest!" "Thanks Misaki, Thanks Lia." Pyre motioned for KKLT and Aeyra to head into the van. "Shall we get some rest?" "Yea." KKLT climbed back into the van with Aeyra and Pyre. She leaned onto the cold metal and slowly, she fell asleep. ---------------------- Pyre, Aeyra... you need sleep... too.

*********** Krev snickered as he was on watch, observing Nero. Why snickering? Because Nero had done the unthinkable, the impossible, the overrated. He had fallen asleep. Kind of like Chaos, a lot was washed away from his face as he fell asleep, but it was kind of funny. Nero looked older as he slept, calm, like he had seen the evils of the world and were handling them find, seemingly the opposite of his usual jumpy self. Krev sighed. It seemed you could see how a person really was when asleep. Nero could try to hide it all he liked, but he couldn't fool Krev. Nero had always been strangely mature, acting like an older brother to Chaos instead of the younger brother he probably should have been. He had taken just about sole responsibility taking care of Chaos in the days after Laela's tragic death, the details of which Krev hadn't known for sure till now. It had always seemed strange how Mark disappeared the day after Laela died... Nero was the only person who could talk to Chaos without risking the chance of serious injury, was the only one Chaos truly talked to, and was the one who Chaos leaned on if he needed help. Nero carried a lot on his shoulders. But the way he acted it would be almost impossible to detect. Krev shifted his gaze a foot away to find Chaos, frowning, but not sobbing, which was definitely a good thing, looking vulnerable as a child as he slept. Chaos was Nero's opposite. He hid his weakness in intimidation. Nero ashrouded his strengths with cheerfulness. Strange, unlikely, but fitting friends. ********* You know what? I was going to type more, but I fear Ill fall asleep doing so. Good night all...

It's a KID puppet, based off the one that Conan has had for the last two episodes! XDXDXD What do you guys think? INSTRUCTIONS!!!! (For those who wish to make one)

Okay, here is what could have happened before we left the building. I posted this earlier but now I'll post this again. It's up to you does this part fit in what others have written... Oh, I did write a lot last night...

I like MitsuAi for Ai. I think Mitsuhiko would actually understand if she told him, out of his brilliant imagination if not anything else. He's smart, he's cute, funny, and he's kind of like Conan. Shinichi, I believe, if he were to like Ai, he would have to force himself out of love with Ran, which I think is damn near impossible. Ran and Shinichi are just so darn stubborn! How long did it take for Ran to admit her feelings, how long did it take Shinichi, and how long is it taking for him to reveal the truth even though it's so darn obvious he wants to?! (proof of Ran's stubbornness: Oh look! What a happy coincidence! It's mom! Kogoro: You set this up again, didn't you? Eri: Ran, you've been doing this for the past five years, give it a rest already... Conan: *sigh*) Shinichi... Well... That boy simply never gives up. Even if it's untold in the manga, Shinichi and Ran do have a rich history together, and they've surely survived the ups and downs well enough to know that they want the other. And even now, after a year, you'd think one of them would just give up on the other, but neither have! Both are just as attached as the day Shinichi was shrunk, and if anything, separation has made them fonder. ('Separation makes the heart fonder' I believe it's a saying.) As for Conan and Ai... No matter how good a person Conan is, you can't expect him to easily forgive Ai for her mistakes, even if she had no choice. She basically ruined his life with that poison- he'll never get that lost time back. The time where he could have enjoyed high school with all of his friends, where he could have been a normal teenager, and maybe he could have been happy with Ran. Who could forgive a sin that great? I for one believe Ai needs a fresh start, one where she can let everything go and just become Haibara Ai. Miyano Shiho doesn't exist anymore- to the Organization, she's Sherry, to Conan and her friends, she's Haibara Ai. Just about the only person who knew her as Miyano Shiho, her sister, Akemi, well, she's dead. And Shiho died with her if you know what I mean. That's the main reason I don't believe in ShinShi (other than the fact I think they look quite strange together.). As for ConAi... Well... I'm just too big a ShinRan (and I'm quite a stubborn person, believe me when I say that) to support it even slightly. It can only end with one, and well, I'm just going for ShinRan.

what do you think. http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n504/jovan61/DP017.jpg

If you try to include more than 10 quote boxes per post, you can't post, even if the post is well below the allowed character limit. Can we increase it to something like 20 or 30 quotes per post (or no limit?) because I have run into this problem before when doing line by line responses to people.

she makes up a lot of stuff, people, i think he was real but......... she must have had a loved one in her life

Another drawing that i did by hand Will give reps for advises!

why do you feel the need to catch up? isn't it more valuable to the forums for everyone to be making meaningful posts?

I FAIL TO SEE THE POINT of returning kir to the BO at the cost of his life, he acted way to cool when he came to the place. And he expected something like that would happen if she was returned to the BO

Hi everyone, I know many of you are probably thinking I've been a hard-ass lately, and I want to apologize for appearing that way. What I won't apologize for is the reason it's happening. It's incredibly rude to have any individual image within a signature take up most of the length of one's window. I know you love your pictures, and I appreciate them too, but it's distracting, and it disrupts the flow of the boards. (It's less of a big deal in an actual post, because it's the focus of the post... and the forum shrinks it automatically) So I ask that you please look at the image you're linking before you click "update profile". As many know, you will get a message if I see large images. I know I'm not the only one who keeps her monitor at factory-set screen resolution. Thank you.

Route 1 Theme (BW) -- Pokemon Corporation (here)

He is alive kir is not a killer she would not have killed him for his life, he would not sent her back at the cost of his life some one was in the car when the bomb went boom ( most likely the hand in the pocket was there to save the finger prints on that hand from the fire, the police came just in time to save them like planed a body is burned beyond recognizing and he aperes with a scar who is not even on the wright side You'll see that okiya is akai ( conan trusts him even if ai has the chill, witch conan did not take so easily when she was afraid fro araide, but okiya) Burbon is like akai thinking on pair, gin only accepts things witch he likes and sees if they are as he planed hell be back in these new chapters youll see ( i hope)