Rye

The first thing that Aquilas noticed as she regained consciousness was that her head throbbed painfully. She slowly opened her eyes, finding herself sitting on a chair, apparently inside a place that looked like a coffee shop. Weird. She also noticed she wasn't alone. She saw someone, with what---silver hair? Speaking to some people huddled around the place. She felt it was best to keep quiet for now. Aquilas tried to focus on his words, but her throbbing head made it hard to concentrate. She caught some words, like Aero and Rift and recovering memories, but none of them added up nor made sense. Wait. . .memories? That was when she realized that aside from her name, she remembered nothing else. She took a deep breath, and opened her eyes, and heard the silver-haired guy say something about the strength of ego being the way out of the Rift. As she sat there, dazed, she saw a black-haired girl walk over somewhere, and caught a glimpse of some bullets. Her eyes widened. Apparently, whoever these people were, they had weapons. Nobody else had seemed to notice she was already conscious. By her side, near the left, there was a counter top where she saw two cups, and she grabbed one and peeked inside. It contained black, swirling liquid. How strange. She put it back on the counter. She needed to know what in the world was happening and where in the world she was. And she figured the only way to find out was to ask the people around her, even though it seemed dangerous, considering the fact that these people had weapons. She had no choice. She took a deep breath, the throbbing in her head growing weaker. "Ready when you guys are." She heard the black-haired girl say. Near her, Aquilas saw a girl with short blue hair tied back in a ponytail. She tugged at the girl's shirt, and once their eyes met, she asked, "Where am I?"

Dear anonymous, You're not alone in that. -Me

Grabe, 20+ pages ata ang dumagdag dito ever since nawala ako XD Nagulat ako biglang may post si Chekhov dito XD Kayo ah, ingatan niyo yung thread ni Ate P-Charm

(Finally, I have another person to explode with ) Hey LI'l Zubi! Welcome to DCW! Welcome to the family! Feel free to roam around and we hope you'll have a great time here~

Dear Anonymous, Never ever pick a fight with her. Trust me, she may be all sweet and cuddly and nice now, but you've never seen her explode. And you don't want to. - Me --- Dear Anonymous, We (meaning the rest of the group) tried so hard to get perfect grade for our group. We slept at 2-3 am for these projects, where you guys made zero to minimal effort, and this is the time when we actually ask of you to help us, just this once, because we have no choice. Instead of reviewing, though, when there were tons of free time, you guys just sat there and chilled out while the rest of us were studying so hard just to get a perfect score. This was your chance, your opportunity, to help us, yet you didn't. I mean, it could be worse, but the rest of the group would have appreciated it if you actually did your best for the group. If you don't want to have good grades, then it's fine. But this is different. This is a group grade. Meaning what you guys do affects us all. - Me --- Dear Me, Was the Past Me really like that? - Me

ASDSGDJKLKL;;; Thank you so much!!! You guys are the best <3 I love them! ;A; The drawing is so awesome and the AMV ;A;

*HUGS* Zubi!!! <3

How will we receive our gifts?

Minecraft~ my brother hogs the Xbox, though :/

Joy to the World

That's What You Get - Paramore

*lurks around the forums quietly*

Sign me up! Wishlist: Shinichi x Shiho (preferably a fic or a drawing, or an AMV) Akai Shuichi or Okiya Subaru and Sera Masumi

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IP8pCseVd38

Dear anonymous, I'm really really sorry I got you into this. It was all my fault. You told me to be cautious; I didn't listen. And I overwhelmed myself because of what I did. How do I get things back to the way it was? It seems too much to ask for yet another favor from you after you've done so much for me and I've done very little to benefit you. It all comes down now to the big question: Why would anyone want to be friends with someone like me? - your friend(?)

Suddenly putting your hand on my shoulder, thus startling me. I don't mind being startled so much, but I really find the sudden heavy drop of a hand on my shoulder uncomfortable. Also people who wear fake glasses for "style." I feel it's kind of like a mockery to people who actually wear glasses because of poor vision, because it's like treating their poor vision as a joke. Also, on top of everything, those people who would say they hate other people doing this or that, then doing it themselves. Like telling people that you don't want to be judged but you are insensitively judging other people.

OF COURSE. *EXPLODES WITH YOU*

*saves*

Number Nine - T-ARA

Dear Anonymous, I'm glad I was able to talk to you. My instincts were right; you really were able to help me. I feel much relieved that not only I alone feel this way, and I'm glad I have someone to talk to about this. Thank you for taking time to talk to me. I hope we'll be successful with what we are doing, accomplish what we want to accomplish, and find out what we need to find out. - me Dear anonymous, See you. - me Dear anonymous, I don't know how to feel about this, - me Dear anonymous, Thank you so much for your efforts in keeping us all together. - me