tengaku squared

I find it highly amusing to drop them from high up. BUT THEY DON'T DIE! ;____________; Oh, and for Mac users (which I know there's not a lot of), open the .jar file instead of the .exe file.

Hmm. I ran away to America when I was 7-ish. I recall seeing the Twin Towers, but the memory eludes me.

10 years later, I will still find myself groaning.

I totally need to catch up on the podcast.

It was about 9 o'clock - 9:15, glowed William's watch - and the night was clear, the moon casting light over the landscape. William took off his glasses, a parting memento from Mark, and shoved them in his pocket. He sighed, then took out a box of matches. His hand delicately takes out a match, and strikes it against the box, causing it to glow with a bright orange flare. He stared at the fire, and felt a tad warmer. His mind faded into a river of memory - one pocket of memory, to be exact: "Have I ever told you about Over Top?" The question came from nowhere. The two were on a beach, accompained by a few others. It was a rest...a chance to rest from the endless chase. "No. What is it?" "Simply put, it removes all physical limitations the body has." The words made William think back farther, to when a drunk truck driver decided to run the kids on the street over. Mark, somehow, managed to stop the truck, and push it backwards. "Your heart starts beating fast. Pain has no meaning. You only feel the rush of speed and blood coursing through your body." Mark looked towards the shore. He took out a pen, and twirled it around in his fingers. His long black hair flew in the wind. "Someday, I'll show you how to do that as well." ...But Mark had died. He made that promise 5 years ago. And whatever William did, however hard he tried to push beyond limits, something stopped him. A wall blocking his path, and a hand pushing him back. "Over Top..." He stared into the sky, where a thin spiral of smoke came from the no-longer lit match. A/N: Just filler.

Totally was released today.

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I like cool days.

I'm about to write (\o/), but I don't know who the search party consists of.

Brian Regan.

You understand!

Okay, bad story for the day: I stared at too much white.

I prefer the awkward moment, and the moment where the two lovers separate, rather than having Shinichi and Ran together forever.

I know that. And I'm totally feigning ignorance here. :V

Welcome to DCW!

Welcome to DCW!

Welcome to DCW!

How did you know?

I was breaking out in sweat for a while the previous days. :V

There are laws and formulas beyond our mortal comprehension that define "unluckiness".

Nothing is impossible.

^

Stare at a white ceiling. Be surrounded by white walls. Wear white clothing. For about 48 hours. :V

I swear, I saw this anime in Korea. XD