Aeyra

I miss him... The actual reason for why I came onto DCW after abandoning my account (which I didn't use) for two months is cuz he friended me. I don't know how he found me out of that huge glob, but he did, and he helped me get used to the website. I got most of my posts battling with him on the game forum, and he's the one who helped me get to 500 posts. I edited his story, and I really looked up to him... I wish he was still here... TT^TT

I can't really rate you.. You don't have either thing...

I meant to type 'So long, Meitantei'... Lemme fix it. Writing stuff at 10 o'clock at night does not help you think better..

Hey! See? We're very friendly here. ^-^ How about we call you Inu-chan for short? Hope you stay around!

Thanks! (it's a lot better than it was before restarting completely...) It shall come... soon. Maybe tomorrow.

Nope!

... ... No. But it is true at times!

Oh, i read this. I think I reviewed, but maybe I didn't have time. It's actually pretty good!

That's good. We all have different perspectives. (and unfortunately my own is somewhat perfectionist... I want to erase that part...)

I try and catch snakes I see them. Don't worry, you're not weird. (at least not to me!)

*Greetings! Some of you have probably read this on ff.net already, but I doubt you've read my redone chapters! A.K.A. I went back and started writing my chapters from scratch! And I must say, they are much better. If you haven't read it yet, I hope you enjoy. Please comment at the end. (and review on ff.net) Thank you! (and to those reading, I'm- um- kinda on hiatus. But I'm working on Chapter 47! (ish..)) There may be tense errors, seeing I was writing a bunch of stuff in present tense in other stories, but feel free to correct me!* Chapter 1 Shinichi's POV "Ran, would you try to stop crying already?" I asked, leaning down, an exasperated look on my face. "It's starting to get more than slightly annoying. All I hear is sobs and sniffles. Brighten up already!" "Shut up, Shinichi!" Ran's blue irises were outlined with lines of red, nose pink from constant rubbing. How much can this girl cry? "Not everyone sees murders every stinking day of their life! Especially not beheadings!" "Okay, maybe the method was harsh, but you should cheer up. We went to Tropical Land to have fun, remember?" I smiled at her, hoping she'd follow my lead. I was personally quite disappointed at today's results: what had started out as a great start on the romantic outlook turned horrifying when a murder plagued our roller coaster ride. So much for my dreamed untainted 'fun'. "I know that you deduction baka," she replied, wiping away her tears. Light from surrounding vendors and the above moon reflected off of her chocolate hair, making her look beautiful. More beautiful than usual. It reminds me of why I asked her to come with me. My heart did a flip as I imagined just confessing now. Maybe I'd get the smile I'd hoped to see. Then my brain envisioned the more realistic results. Laughter, and after that, endless teasing. I'd save the confession for later. "Okay, okay," I said, giving up the fight, soothing her by patting her shoulder. She looked up gently at me, giving a slight hint of happiness in the tiny grin. As I stared back, a black figure caught my attention. Swiveling around to get a better view, I peeked over Ran's head to see the tall, stocky man who had ridden in the roller coaster with us. He surveyed his surroundings, giving off the aura of suspicion and extreme caution. There was a strange bump around his waist, as if there was a small item placed around it. That's strange, I thought, my detective mind whirring. Where have I seen that shape before? Also, where's that blond man who was with him? As quickly as my questions took form, my brain returned answers faster than a calculator could solve math problems. That shape! I realized, heart pounding with furious excitement. It- it's a gun! It has to be! Only police are allowed to own guns in Japan though... He can't be a policeman though, the only other choice is a smuggler or Yakuza! I'll need proof in order to catch him though. That man was probably his partner. This is excellent! I'll have both of them behind bars in no time! The man suddenly slipped away into the shadows behind him, and my instincts urged me to follow. This was a case, and there was no way I could resist the pull of stopping crime. It was what I lived for as a detective- and what I lived for after death. "Ran, I just remembered something I forgot to do!" I told her as my feet started carrying me in the direction of the mysterious person. "Leave without me- I'll catch up to you soon!" "Wait, Shinichi!" she protested. "Please don't go!" If only I listened to her, I might have stayed. If I had seen the expression on her face, fearful and full of worry, I might have stopped. If I just waited a second more, perhaps she could have convinced me to tell the police instead of handling what was to happen by myself. Unfortunately, I didn't do any of the above things, which would ultimately lead to my downfall. Foolishly, naively, I instead approached death without a fear, not knowing my fate had been sealed the moment I entered that unlit, hidden alley. Silently, I pressed to the wall, carefully making sure I wasn't discovered as I inched farther along, tracking the stocky man until he reached an empty space lined with frail bushes and one lone lamppost, revealing a shorter, mustached man in the darkness. He was short and fat, eyes covered by dark shades, wearing a high-class designer suit, complete with tie and even including a large briefcase which hung in front of him, grasped by his chubby fingers. Sweat was pouring down his face, body almost shaking as he announced, "I brought the money as you told me to. Now where is the video?" Smiling, the other man snickered, voice laced with a fox-like quality as he answered, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. The money always comes first. You should know that." As the other person hesitated, his hand moved ever so slightly to his hip, and the reaction proved my suspicions. "O-of course sir!" replied the chubby man promptly, nervous and frantic with fear. The scene in front of me reminded me of a cat playing with a mouse, toying around until it decides to give the killing blow. "Here it is!" When he opened it with a clack of metal, I was immediately astounded by the amount of yen I saw. Stack upon stack of 10,000 yen bills, filling the briefcase entirely. There must be at least 100,000,000 yen in there! I mentally calculated. That makes this blackmail! I reached for the disposable camera I'd been using all day. 10 photos left, I examined. That's more than enough. Just gotta block the flash and I can pull this off without a hitch... Barely a second after I snapped the first picture, I heard the crunching of footsteps behind me. Crap, I'd forgotten that his comrade might have been- "Your detective game is over, meitantei." I caught a glimpse of long blond hair and cold, chilling green eyes as a blur of hard, blunt metal hit me over the head. "Agh!" I screamed, but the sound was nearly inaudible as I laid still in agony. My skull felt as if it had cracked, pain overshadowing all other worries, warm, sticky blood dripped onto my face, and the salty, unmistakable taste of it entered my mouth. My instincts screamed for me to flee, but I could not move, immobilized by the shock and sheer pain. I heard laughter from behind me and shoes hitting the ground fast. The man must have run off, and I wished I could follow. "A-aniki," uttered a gravelly tome, sounding surprised. "What happened?" "This brat saw everything that just happened. Took a couple of shots too," explained a sinister voice, icy and monotone. A stomp and then the crunch of plastic ensured the camera's destruction. "Should we kill him?" My heart pounded wildly and adrenaline pulsed through my veins as I processed it. Come on! Move you idiot! Your life's on the line here, Kudo Shinichi! The cocking of a gun reaches my ears, and I prepare for a sickening bang that will signal my end. "Hold it. You don't have a silencer on you, and those police are still around. This is the perfect opportunity to test out Sherry's new poison." Sherry? I wondered. Poison? Oh no, that means- "Since her original test subject disappeared, this detective brat'll be our little guinea pig. That girl said it'll leave no traces of poison on the body; let's put her skills to the test, shall we? Open wide," he said with a malicious, teasing tone, lifting up my head. Taking out a cylindrical tube filled with water, he pulled a black case from his pocket, opening it to show small red and white pills. It must have been the poison. One was slipped into my mouth, and its foul taste seeped into my tongue, and I immediately felt fire. I leaned forward a little to try to hack it up, but the water was forced in and my mouth held closed. "Can't let you spit it out." Laughter from above me. "Be a good boy and swallow." I tried to resist, but he was too strong for me in my weakened state. The poison went down. He let go, allowing me to fall back onto the ground, body already burning. It was as if somebody had increased the temperature of the earth at least 100 degrees, melting me down piece by piece. "So long," said the sinister voice, almost teasing. "Meitantei." The poison seemed to spread, expand, threatening to char me to mere ashes, a wisp of smoke. No, no, no! I thought, mind still reeling. I- I can't die yet! I'm only seventeen! I have dreams, plans, a girl I love- God help me! Not even heaven has the ability to ward off done evil, apparent as I take my last, shaky breaths, eyes closed, unmoving. The pain alleviated as I drifted into eternal slumber. The darkness claimed me as I floated. *************************** 30 minutes later... "I found a dead body!" yelled a police officer, motioning to his comrades. Upon closer inspection, he declared, "It's Kudo Shinichi! He's been murdered!"

That's not a good thing to hope for....

Cure-kun, that's awesome!!! (I'm late, aren't I...) After reading through previous posts, I think it's going great! Your school won't let you use restrooms after school? Wow... My school isn't nearly as strict. Good luck!

My friend attacked my drawing until there was nearly nothing left, and she was being gentle... Tips for perfection might be hard to live up to, but following them can get you higher. That's what I believe. I throw away 80% of my drawings because I can't stand looking at them. But I get better. I don't think my comment was very professional. Lemme post one of my friend's things to my cousin for a drawing: 1) The faces/cheeks/chins are too sharp. In the manga, the facial features appear to be that sharp, but the facial lines do not meet to create triangles. 2) The shape of the heads/faces (particularly Natsume's) are a little disformed. --;; The shape should be symmetrical on the left and right side (not including the face). 3) The hair's lookin' nice! ;D You're really starting to get the hang of making it look soft and flowy. However, as I remember Natsume, his hair is a little longer and flowy. HIs bangs seem to fall in single strand/bunches, and don't all touch at the same place. ;D Great job, though! 4) The shoulders and neck are looking much better, too. However, for Luca's neck especially, the neck is a little too thin - necks don't usually curve/angle in towards the chin! 5) The eyes are a little far apart. In both the anime and the manga (and in real life, for that matter!), the eyes are one eye-length apart from each other. Which also makes making the eyes the right size important! 6) The space between the pupils and the bottom eye lid (Natsume) is a little....well, un-Natsume-ish? When he's angry, it does sometimes look like that, but overall his signature look has all eyelids connected. ;D However, that's only the first few... (the drawing was of Narsume Hyuuga from Gakuen Alice.)

I think it's harder than that to taser someone from a car... I think Conan would notice it first, so there should be way more panic in that scene. I think chloroform would work better since you have to grab someone first. But it was an okay chapter.

Tips: Her body is too thin near the bottom... I had the same problem. (until my ultra-artist friend came over and erased it over and over and taught me how to do it right... she found about fifty problems with my drawing. XD) Her arm is a little short. The elbow should be farther down. Measure your own body with your hands for approximations. (that's what I do.) Even though the manga has no mouth, this should have one because the box is too far down to not have a mouth. The hair above her ears is the same shade as the rest of her hair. You exaggerated a little too much. Hand. It's a little thin on the right. They're hard to draw. I found a bunch of tutorials online, but I forget the links. Just search up 'how to draw hands'. Pretty good! (I hate playing critic... But I think people need advice to improve...)

The second one was weird... (Kid dancing...) It was too fast... He should have done a larger variety of dance moves like Conan did for that theme!

I've seen this plotline before... But it was all English names... TT-TT

I'll give more tips later, (im in school) but it looks pretty good! Hairs a bit too to the right, same opinion as Pyre and a few other things, but it's fine I guess.

That's great for you, Cure-kun! Good luck!!