Aeyra

"Well, we brought police officers like you asked us to," panted Ananya, dragging a small group of around-30 men behind her. "Just to check I even showed them photos of you guys and they didn't even react." "Thanks 'nanya!" cheered Amy, hugging her friend around the neck while the police officer stared dubiously, obviously wondering why he was there again. "If you'll listen to me, I can give you the culprit of the two most recent bombings. The XXX Hospital and the HQ. I know the culprit because we," Aeyra motioned to the DCW group. "Nearly died in both of them. Those bombs were targeted for us." "Come with me." The police officer led them into a coffee shop and gave them all a warm drink, something they hadn't been able to enjoy in a while. "Frankly, it feels like forever since I last went here to Starbucks," said Amy wistfully, staring around the store with a look of nostalgia. "Remember how we were all teasing Cure-kun about his black coffee and then I got brain freeze? Oh yes, back to the point!" Amy explained the situation for the billionth time that day (she felt it was like the only thing she was even talking about) and the police officer offered them all protection. Moho, do not make him a bad guy because we've already done that too much, 'kay?

Mark, just make sure if I ever meet you IRL you don't shoot me in the head, 'kay? And don't kidnap Pyre four times and try to kill Pyre and Legend as well, and don't bomb hospitals or secret underground facilities. If you don't do that, then I'd like to meet you IRL. Same with almost everyone else here! (I don't know everyone, so I can't say I really want to meet people I don't know, can I?)

That too. XD

I'm not telling my mom why I'm going to bed at three o'clock in the afternoon. She'd freaking kill me...

But they're not divorced... They're married but living separately!

This theory slightly confuses me with the complexity of it (says the person who finished Death Note in about... 6 hours). I'll just wait to see what Gosho Aoyama writes.

That isn't helping the ShinRan over here ya know! XD But I seriously feel bad for Ran... This time he won't even stay two minutes to talk to her after actually going to her house... I wonder if that was Haibara's test... *meh*

Don't hate him, don't love him. Don't hate those who hate him, don't hate those who love him. That's my standing.

Evil! XD (I want to sleep!)

I see... My turn! "What's with the bandages?" asked Christine, poking Amy in the head. "Seriously, you had us so worried! And who are these people?" "My- um- new friends. But it's not their fault that I'm wearing bandages, I swear! Where's everyone else?" asked Amy, fighting back the urge to cry out in pain with the poke to the head. But it'd be easier to explain once everyone had gathered. "I ran ahead." Christine looked at Amy guiltily, but Amy just rolled her eyes. "But they're here now!" "What's with the bandages?" inquired Richard, strangely observing her ash covered clothing and her friends who looked similar behind her. "Er-" paused Amy, kind of unsure how to phrase. But like the person she was, she simply said bluntly, "I got shot in the head with a handgun." "Do you seriously think we'd fall for that?" Catherine exclaimed, shaking Amy back and forth. "Just tell us the truth!" "Ow, hands off, I'm having serious headaches just stinking walking. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.." "She's not joking!" piped up Chelsea indignantly. "Just listen. I'll tell you what happened." After listing the events of the days before, Amy's friends were speechless. "If it weren't for the fact that you people look like you climbed out of a nuclear wasteland, I wouldn't believe you," said Geoffrey, the first one able to speak. "So why do you need us again?" "He has people in the police. They know our faces now. But they don't know yours," explained Amy. "All I need you to do is find trustworthy police officers, and bring them here to us. Please you guys." "Okay!" agreed Ananya, and the rest of them said, "You can count on us!"

LOL ShinHei FTW. But if a girl flirted with my little brother I'd get all protective of him too. When the ending comes and it's HeiWa because all canon endings all happy lovey-dovey, I'll have you know the real ending was never drawn and Shinichi split in two and Kazuha was alone for the rest of her life but at least Heiji was happy. XD (not meant to insult anybody, it's just a joke)

Then I shall declare myself an not legitimate user because the game forum was created for spamming and having fun and if people care that much about getting posts, then let them care. I know I'm an immature teenager who has no right to say anything, but post count is fun to achieve, games forum or real talk. It makes you feel like part of the community. Because I feel like there's not that much difference between posts in games or posts in 'real topics' because we're enjoying ourselves and that's the important part. Maybe it's because I'm 13 and am the least mature in my five people group of friends in real life, that I think it's nice to be recognized mass contributor or by being a daily member who sneaks on EVERY STINKING DAY even though my parents have long since banned it to see what's going on in the games forum or the chatroom forum or whatever interests me. I know I'm off-topic and feel free to warn me or speech or whatever you want to do, smite me if you feel it's truly necessary. But I think this would be unfair to new members, because I can still remember how I decided DCW was a good enough website to start checking out everyday and is like my little haven. I used to spam the game forum. I used to wait, sitting on my bed for hours for someone to start posting with me, having one of those little wars to see who walked away with the most posts. It's fun to compete with post count in the games forum because you get friends through competition, and competition can also make people better friends. (and yes I would know because I compete with my friends in stinking everything) I know we can't change it now that Maurice did so much work to do so, but I'd like people to think about that.

"What, so Misaki got shot in the shoulder and we need to get her care immediately and I took a bullet to the head and we dove into a garbage can instead? What is this?" joked Aeyra, rolling her eyes. "Am I not as important? Just kidding," she defended herself as everyone stared at her. "We should. But explain how we get to the hospital without him trying to kill us again?" "Weren't you the one who figured out how to give us the location?" asked Legend, sounding a little more than slightly worried. As stated several times before, being chased by a psycho killer who wants to kill you but actually hasn't done it yet and instead kidnaps people more than three times in one day does things to you. One of those things will be worry. And if you're unlucky, paranoia or insanity. "Can't you think of something?" "One word. Headache. Actually let's make it major headache. The doctors told me I actually wasn't supposed to move around at all for a week or more, and I'm not really following his instructions accurately. But if I did, I supposed I would have died a horrible, fiery death like we almost just did. It's happening so much today I'm starting to get over it." She yawned, looking more tired than ever. "Why oh why do I still up until one in the morning reading fanfictions? I haven't had like- any sleep in the past few days! Let's get another hotel. He thinks we're dead right now so why not?" "Isn't that what he thought last time?" asked Misaki skeptically, looking suspicious. "We went to a motel then too and he still found us. Maybe we should just suck it up and go to the police." "If we are, we'll need cover up. I'm going to really regret this later, but Chelsea, hand me back my cell phone." "What are you going to do?" she inquired dubiously, watching Aeyra's eyes glint with fear and hope, an unlikely duo. "Just watch," she replied brusquely, waiting for someone on the other end to pick up. "Ananya? It's me. Don't scream at me right now, I'm currently in a bad situation. I need you, Catherine, Christine, and maybe the boys to go to the police for me. No I did not shoplift! What do you take me for? I'll explain later. I'll be heading to the police station as well. Meet me at a street five blocks south from the headquarters. I'll explain everything there." "You're dragging your friends into this?" yelled Lia, completely shocked. "Isn't it bad enough for us to be caught in this mess?" "I'll be making sure they don't run into danger," answered Aeyra placidly, eyes empty. "We know from experience it's not safe for us. But it is for them. I'll tell them who to look out for. Haven't you noticed Mark and all of his lackeys are teenagers? Well, while it'd be easy for them to take us away- we're covered in soot and they could be pretending to take us to the hospital, there's nothing wrong with some kids demanding to see the police. Kids they don't know. And they aren't the only people there. So this plan is safe for all of us." "What about the bugs?" realized Chelsea fearfully, eyes darting everywhere. "Won't he have heard us?" "That's not a problem, I pried them all off and let them die in the explosion. Along with the trackers and other things. Once I found them on me I realized they were on the same place for all of us. Now we can't let this try fail!"

I've never liked super powers... I'd rather find flaws with each and every one. That's much more entertaining!

Not to insult anybody or anything, but why does it matter if people spam the games forum and get posts from it? If they want to, fine, and theycan get posts from it. People are here because they love DC, and they found the games, met new people, had fun, and got some posts and recognition in the process. So what exactly? What's wrong with the games forum again? Why does everybody appear to think those posts aren't worthy? (why am I still up at 1 o'clock in the morning talking about this?) People come on for fun. Some people would rather not think too hard and just make friends and brag about their posts. Almost everybody looks forward to that 500th post whether you achieved it through gaming or actual 'quality' posting. It's a moment where you've realized that you care about this website and don't abandon it for other places that we think are cooler. Okay, my paragraph is a huge, garbled, confusing MESS because I can't think straight, so I'll spare you all the crazy wants-to-be-a-lawyer-typing-this-on-an-itouch teenage girl rant and sum it up. What's the purpose of this exactly? Why do we deem having fun unworthy of being counted, and why does everybody suddenly have something against games and believe that because you don't count game posts people shall abandon them and give all the newest juicy spoilers to the end of DC? If we had them we'd have shared them long ago. Aaaaand that's that. Good night. If I don't come on tomorrow, it's because I only got five hours of sleep. I blame Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy. Hope you bothered to read. If not, oh well.

The ability to fall asleep at will and wake up I want to- not when my brother's yelling at his PS3. You've got to admit not many people have that talent. It's one in the morning and I can't fall asleep. So yes I wish I had that power.

It's past midnight, I'm awake, I have summer camp tomorrow and I'm still on DCW. Well I was actually reading an amazing HP fanfic until three minutes ago. But I think I'm going crazy. :| I'll wait for Mark to decide whether or not he wants to kill us. I'm dead tired. Good night!