Graate Poes Something Something
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- Nessephanie
- Cookie Monster
- Joined: Sun Nov 07, 2004 1:54 am
- Location: Chicago
OropherZero wrote:Nessephanie wins, angelx03 you scare me with nekomimi
fun AMV =|
GloryQuestor wrote:x2OropherZero wrote:Nessephanie wins
you guys ^o^lilgumba wrote:I had to fix that up a bit. 'Tis a most awesome singing voice.GloryQuestor wrote:
x1000
I say let Godix do the write up mhmm
Muppets segement is my favorite ^^
- Ileia
- WHAT IS PINK MAY NEVER DIE!
- Joined: Mon Aug 09, 2004 12:29 am
- Status: ....to completion
- Location: On teh Z-drive, CornDog
- Contact:
- Willen
- Now in Hi-Def!
- Joined: Sun Jul 10, 2005 1:50 am
- Status: Melancholy
- Location: SOS-Dan HQ
Iron Chef Idol, I am like the bruised and beaten partner in an abusive relationship. Something is just plain wrong with what's left of me. You keep on hurting me and for some strange reason, with clasped hands I always hang on to the hope that you'll change. One moment you are making me laugh with an impromptu gag and showing me a good time. Then, all of a sudden, you are yelling profanities and kicking me in the nuts, leaving me curled up on the floor in fear of the demon inside you. I'm crying through the pain, tasting the blood from the cut on my lip you gave me when you threw the TV remote at my face. I'm not sure if I can take this hell on earth anymore. It seems that everything I do sets you off and tends to push your limits. What happened to the AMV that gave me beautiful lyric sync instead of just rough beat sync? Whose lip sync was something special to look forward to, instead of just a perfunctory ritual done out of force of habit. I used to get a feeling of euphoria when you appeared. Now, I cringe a bit, uncertain if the "good" or the "bad" ICI is going to greet me this time. I'm starting to wonder if I did something to change you, or were you always this way? Is this a self-induced danger zone I'm living in? You promised me a long-term relationship, something that the other AMVs I had seen in the past could not give me. The other AMVs were great fun to see, but only for a bit, since they were so focused on one thing. Some were romantic, but rarely fun. Others made you want to dance, but never got serious. Some made me laugh out loud, but their jokes got old after awhile. You advertised yourself as the perfect package - a little of this, a little of that, and not a short fling. You would stay for a while and keep things fresh and new. You spoke of your immesurable devotion to building a solid relationship. You told me we would be friends forever. And you came recommended by many people that I respected. But I'm wondering now if maybe you also deceived them about your true nature. When I first saw you, I thought that the few bad spots you had would disappear over time. But the bad parts became more prevalent and the good parts almost vanished. The good things seem even more like just random acts. Most relationships have a few bumps in the road to happiness in the beginning. But it seems that I walk alone on the path to a normal relationship. It even seems that sometimes you don't even care about things and do bits out of obligation. You used to care about your appearance, but lately all you do is put on a little "bling" and think that it will distract me from noticing the sloppy way you put yourself together. There are aspects of you that seem awfully distorted, like the ratios of your essence are out of balance. This time I saw a glimpse of your perverted side, and it disturbed me. You tried to cover it up, but I think it was obvious to anyone looking that your efforts at hiding your depravity were half-hearted at best. Sometimes you seem so self-absorbed, as if the only important thing is that everyone knows that you are great. "Kindness" and "Love" are just lost ones in the otherworldof your raging soul. Is there not enough space in your heart for anyone other than yourself? The hurricane named Iron Chef Idol is bearing down on our relationship and I don't think that it's got a chance for survival when the battle ends. I wonder what I did in a past life that destined me to this cruel fate.